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unit-zero-two · 5 months ago

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It's been a few months since I played through Traum. I meant to write a post about it as soon as I finished, but alas life got in the way. The short version is that I loved Traum and I'm going to talk about all the things I loved in it. It's not a perfect chapter. There's weaknesses to be found in some character stories and plot elements, but nothing that ruined the chapter for me. I think it'll be a much better look at the chapter through a positive lens than trying to ding it like I'm YouTube clickbait. There will be spoilers below the cut, but if you find yourself trudging through the chapter unexcited, I urge you to spoil yourself so that hopefully some excitement can be brought into your Traum experience.

Traum introduces an element that I've long been hoping for in the story and which I feel helps enhance our main cast. Kadoc. We've seen the moody boy before, but now he's out of his coma, resigned to working with Chaldea with a suicide Squad collar around his neck and completely unprepared for the wackiness that is Chaldea. Kadoc's inclusion helps highlight how much of a normal person the Protagonist is, even after everything we've gone through. We only survive because we hold on to our humanity. Kadoc is a man with a lot of humanity, but was raised in a society that told him to succeed he needed to kill that side of him. In a lot of ways he's a repeat of Goredolf while we were clearing Lostbelt 1. Mages who have kindness inside of them, but try to act like they don't. Kadoc knows what the proper way to do things is, but he's also not great at doing it. A lot of the fun of Traum is watching him stumble along and regain his humanity while hanging out with the protagonist. Kadoc and the Protag get to be each other's senpais, one in magecraft and the other in being a human. The protagonist has a much stronger voice and character in this chapter than in previous ones, and that is very much due to Kadoc as a foil and someone to bounce off of. Watching Kadoc grow from his loss in LB 1 and to regain hope in the world after dying, that's just so great.

Sherlock also comes with us, and this is the BEST he's ever been written. I've read every official Sherlock Holmes story, so you'd best believe I rolled for him as soon as possible in FGO. His writing has always been...rough... At times entertaining and compelling, at others frustrating. It's a hard balance to write Sherlock. He's the world's greatest detective, so he can't not figure out a situation or he's an idiot. But if he figures it out too soon, it gets frustrating as the writers have him act coy and not tell us important information, "just because". There was no point during Traum I felt this issue. Holmes was very forthcoming when he figured something out, and his mental battle with Moriarty created a good reason for why he was constantly feeling on the back foot and struggling to focus. His mental acuity and his humanity were on full display. Kadoc and Vlad were also huge helps in balancing out Holmes as they could bounce off of him with their specific specialties. The fact that Traum introduced a mystery with Sherlock that we never thought to question was such a good retcon and the reveal of his origin was heartbreaking. His final moments, his sprite beautifully drawn, his thoughts pensive as he remembered everyone who meant something to him. The satisfied smile he had on his lips as he went over that waterfall...the final bow of a character I'll miss greatly.

Moriarty as an antagonist allowed our protagonists, but especially Holmes and Kadoc, to shine. He thought he was ahead of everyone but constantly his manipulations failed He had no human connections, and could not comprehend others holding on to them. Constantly rejected, in the end he doesn't get what he wants, but he does find that he gets what he needs.

OH MY GOD I LOVE THE PALADINS SO MUCH. Like, holy crap (pun intended) are the Paladins all so good. It's self evident that Astolfo is the best Servant in Fate sorry Mordred, but that they go from goofy comedy to one of the most badass 1v1 fights between honorable warriors ever done in FGO is fantastic. Through their defeat of Tametomo, Astolfo elevates Tametomo as well, adding humanity to the man who claims he's a robot, but is actually just a proud warrior and a bit of a child. Astolfo's friendly banter in this helps to give nuance and introductions to all the other characters they interact with. Roland, Bradmante, and Charlie all feel like characters we've been with forever, and one of those characters is a Traum original. Roland's one gag is pretty funny, but he also manages to be a charismatic knight who has a pretty badass and sad sacrifice. That he and Astolfo just decide, "yeah, our king would approve of an imposter stealing his name" and help the charade tells us so much about Charlemagne before he even appears. An easy going king and knight, Charlemagne is just such a positive figure. He's smart enough to understand the dark sides of people, but he looks to the positive and the good. His is a radiance that is clearly visible even before he removes his cloak. His reveal isn't a powerful moment because it's a surprise, but because of what he's doing. Standing up for a knight who was willing to give his life in battle to live up to the name he stole and protect the one he loves...

...Which brings us to Don Quixote and Sancho. Holy shit these two had me in tears. Traum is a sequel to Atlantis is so many ways. Spiritually, Atlantis and Traum are about heroes making sacrifices and moving forward inch by inch to fight for and protect what you love. In Atlantis we heard of some Servants who fled from the might of the Gods. In Traum we meet one of these Servants, the combined Don Quixote and Sancho. A knight more famous than possibly any other in modern history. The lengths Sancho is willing to go to save her lord are awe inspiring, even as we know that he himself does not wish for any of this. But until that moment where he's facing down Constantine, hopelessly overpowered, Don Quixote just constantly gave in. But as he goes knight versus knight against an Emperor, as Sancho begs him to stop and his light is fading, through his actions he inspires Charlemagne to act. He moves a legend, and proves why he was the one who was worthy of running the realm in the King's name.

Constantine was introduced as our bespectacled ally previously, but now we get him in his full regal glory as one of the primary antagonists. He plays into several of the main themes of Traum, primarily: Existence in History and Love as Motivation. He existed, but he rebels because he finds it unfair that Pope Johanna does not. He fights for a sudden love, and in that regard he is placed in opposition of both Sancho who is willing to do anything for her Lord, and Kriemhild who wishes for nothing more than to make the pain of her love go away. He is not just defeated by a conceptual weakness, but by the love in his heart that meant there was no other path for him in that moment besides sacrifice for Johanna.

Pope Johanna, a woman who hates humanity for creating and then rejecting her existence. Traum plays around with what it means to be a Heroic Spirit and what it means to exist. Everyone in the Singularity is full of contradictions. The composed, compassionate Pope who leads the nation vs the angry woman who storms into a capital and challenges it's leaders to a fist fight. Johanna is both of those things. She's the woman famous for lovers who may not have existed, but when faced with Constantine's love, she only realizes what was there when it's gone. And with it she realizes her own mutual feelings that had grounded her the entire time. It's a tragedy and that she lasts until the end to bring her thoughts and feelings to fruition is a triumph.

Bradmante was fantastic as Johanna's gal pal. In opposition to the other knights and her king, we get to see how the Paladins operate by following their hearts. It does not matter if she's fighting her lord or friends, they understand and support her. And she brings that support back to Johanna. She may be our enemy, but she's never felt more like an honorable knight.

Salome...brought me to tears...Her story is short, a footnote early in Traum. Someone for who love in dangerous. She loves those who are exceptional, and in that love takes their lives. But the protagonist isn't exceptional. We're just a normal human in a land now only occupied by the exceptional. In a world of the exceptional, the mundane shines. And it is due to that normality that Salome is able to hold that love to completion for the first time, to not consume or be consumed by it's fires. We are not Jokanaan, we are not a saint, we are just a person who is kind. A person who cares, and is cared for. Salome resists her nature and instead of taking, she gives, and in giving she receives final moments of repose. Her love has not consumed her this time. A love that puts her in contrast with....

...Kriemhild. The Ruler of one of the three realms. The primary antagonist of Traum. The cruel dictator who sacrifices others quickly and callously on her path towards victory and her dream. Kriemhild is terrifying and effective the entire Singularity. She is driven by anger. But what is the source of this anger? The loss of her husband Siegfried? The revenge that consumed her and all she loved? The inability to change her own nature? Love. Love is the source of her anger. As it compels and empowers all the characters I've talked about above, from Kadoc all the way through Salome, no one else is moved by love more than Kriemhild. That's the main theme of Traum. When we find and free Siegfried and the two former lovers resign themselves to a final bloody confrontation it is clear only tragedy can come from this. We all know Siegfried from Apocrypha and Orleans. He is unyielding and unwavering in his determination. He will not change his ways. We know that and Kriemhild knows that. She counts on it. But in that final battle, as we fight against Kriemhild's rage, Siegfried does not beat her physically in battle or emotionally with his iron clad determination. He surrenders to his love. Kriemhild's rage melted and reshaped the metal heart of the legendary hero Siegfried. A dream long overdue, that she had given up on ever experiencing, happens in this moment. Siegfried chooses her over everything else. Kriemhild wins. He apologizes for his actions and he changes sides. Kriemhild's lover fights and dies by her side. Her will outlasted Siegfried's, and as a Servant she got what she'd long deserved in life. Kriemhild gets her wish. The scene was such a reversal of everything we knew about Siegfried and it's beautiful. In the end, love wins.

Traum is a triumphant story of heroes and of love. It is a tale of those whose names made history, and those who will never be known to us. Traum is a step towards a new era in FGO, where secrets are revealed, old allies are lost and new allies are gained. Traum is still not my favorite chapter, but I enjoyed and loved it from beginning to end.

#fgo #traum

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kimbapisnotsushi · 2 years ago

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Do you happen to have any spare hiruhoshi headcanons for the poor?

OH YM GOD. ANON. THANK YOU.

hoshiumi, before jumping up to land a spike: [points at hirugami] "THIS ONE'S FOR YOU, BABE!" [misses completely and crashes into the net]

hoshiumi is super physically affectionate (a trait that i think stems from rough-housing with his siblings a lot) so he never thinks twice about grabbing hirugami's hand or leaning against him or tucking himself under hirugami's arm

hirugami absolutely cannot get used to it his mind explodes every single time

also, lots of knuckle kisses. hoshiumi really really wanted to after he caught hirugami doing what he did but they didn't get together until way later, so he makes up for lost time by pressing a kiss to hirugami's knuckles whenever they have to leave each other

speaking of which?? dude holy fuck my HEART like man i felt that in my hands that was brutal

okay sorry i had to get that out

hirugami is just constantly waxing poetic about hoshiumi in his head 24/7 but nobody would ever guess it because a) he's got a really good poker face and b) he's always doing the exact opposite and scolding hoshiumi for something or other

occasionally he'll blurt out something really smooth during a moment that makes him think "wow i'm really in love with him" and it catches hoshiumi so off guard that he just starts spluttering and short-circuits into silence for like a whole hour

hoshiumi: "sachirou is visiting his grandparents so while he's gone i'm going to cut off the sleeves on all my shirts" hakuba: "why???" hoshiumi: "he's pretty much 85% of my impulse control"

the entire team supports them but also. the entire team would really appreciate it if they weren't constantly being sappy and disgusting right in front of their faces

(liam thinks they're goals tho. he stares at them like "wow i want a relationship just like hoshiumi-senpai and hirugami-senpai" and bessho is in the background taking notes)

i think they're actually one of the most stable well-adjusted couples you'll probably get in haikyuu which is. something the second-gen captain squad is EXTREMELY incredulous about

[second-gen squad group chat] shirabu: "i REFUSE to accept that this whole clown has a better love life than i do what the FUCK" hoshiumi: "being an asshole doesn't get you bitches kenjirou xoxo get well soon"

their siblings love each other btw. obviously fukurou and shouko ADORE hoshiumi and want to play volleyball with him all the time (fukurou makes him promise to join whatever team he captains when hoshiumi goes pro LMAO) and akitomo thinks hirugami is a good influence on hoshiumi

before they started dating hoshiumi very unsubtly tried to feel hirugami out and asked him what his type was and hirugami told him "someone short with white hair" and hoshiumi went "you like the old grandpa who lives down the street from you??"

they get together after hoshiumi ended up at hirugami's with a box of kittens during a rainstorm all "I FOUND THEM ON THE STREET SACHIROU WHAT SHOULD WE DO" and hirugami looked at him, sopping wet and jacket bundled around the kitties, and went "can i kiss you right now?"

i'm telling you he's smooth without even realizing it

koutarou (hirugami's dog) really really loves hoshiumi and loves cuddling with him and when they're cuddling together hirugami is never really sure who to be more jealous of

btw hirugami knew he wanted to spend the rest of his life with hoshiumi when they were talking about what kind of house they wanted to get in the future and hoshiumi was like "oh, we need lots of room for the animals you'll bring home! you gotta teach me how to take care of them, sachirou" and hirugami just went "FUCK" really loudly on the inside

I LOVE THEM SO MUCH

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thomashoes · 2 years ago

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Thinking about.... Alhaitham

so i hung out with one of my best friends today and i updated her on what was going on in my life and i told her about a dream i had and it made me think that it would be a good alhaitham fic lol. anyways, here ya go!

fem reader x alhaitham

angst, little comfort, false accusations

might have grammatical errors and typos, i apologize

alhaitham might be a bit ooc, sorry :<

TW// mentions of harassment

Little backstory:

y/n and alhaitham dated during their akademiya days (shocking i know) purely out of ”motivation” but genuine feelings did develop later on. they were quite toxic with each other, they just couldnt tell. they broke up bc of a rumor about y/n was sleeping with one of the matra so she wouldn’t get into trouble with her academic offenses when she was in fact harassed by the matra who also spread the rumor. alhaitham caught wind of this and initially didnt care until another student approached him and that was when he screwed up by making out with that student. and (un)fortunately kaveh saw this and told y/n about it like the good senpai he is. that was when the two of them blew it off and split. as soon as y/n graduated, she left to mondstadt and worked for dawn winery. met diluc and fell in love. yeah. enjoy!

The Akademiya decided to hold a celebration for the “return” of their Archon, Lesser Lord Kusanali, and practically put a hold on all sorts of research that any of the scholars had going on. Alhaitham saw this celebration as unnecessary since him and the rest of the “save the archon” team already did in zubayr theater and, as the Acting Grand Sage, he rejected the idea.

At first, at least.

After much persuasion from Nahida herself, he reluctantly agreed seeing that their Archon seemed to want this celebration with the entire city and the neighboring nations. He was then in-charge of overseeing the organizing procedure and sending out invitations to the other nations. Needless to say, he was quite overworked but it was nothing compared to when still a student in the Akademiya.

On the day of the celebration, he made sure that everything was in order and that the city's security was guaranteed. He walked around the bustling city streets which was more lively than the celebration of the Jnagarbha Day. The more he walked around the city, the more he felt at peace since it seemed his hard work had paid off.

When evening fell and it was time for the formal party that was arranged for the prominent figures from each nation to gather and was held at the Palace of Alcazarzaray. The night was going as smoothly as he had expected. He watched as the Acting Grand Master of The Knights of Favonius spoke with the Tianquan of the Liyue Qixing, the General Mahamatra in his own group, that Paimon lovingly called “the archon protection squad”, was laughing rather loudly. Too loud for his liking, really.

Taking a sip from his cup of Mondstadt’s dandelion wine, he mentally checked off the names of the guests that have arrived and noted that one was missing. He shrugged it off thinking that he might have not seen a letter from the guest declining the invitation with due to his busy schedule. As he was about to walk away from the table he was hovering over, the entrance door opened and revealed the guest that he thought wouldn’t arrive.

And there he spotted her, donned in a simple yet elegant black dress with her hair up in a bun with her bangs hanging freely against her forehead and some strands falling to her shoulders. her face didn't seem to be caked, allowing her natural beauty to show. Alhaitham was not sure if the wine has finally hit him or was it his old feelings that made the thought, but he absolutely believed that she had stolen tonight's spotlight.

He was quickly taken out of his head when he recognized the red haired gentleman that walked alongside her.

Ah, yes. He had completely forgotten about one unfortunate fact. The one that he once called rival for the Scribe title and the love of his life was now to be wed to Mondstadt’s very own wine tycoon, Diluc Ragvindr.

The aforementioned man walked up to him but Alhaitham only had his eyes on her. Diluc and Alhaitham exchanged greetings and pleasantries while Y/N would occasionally answer for Diluc. Alhaitham tried to ignore the way Diluc would look at her, so much pride and adoration. The same look he had once held for her. His heart twisted painfully as he watched Diluc place a kiss on her knuckles before they excused themselves. Alhaitham needed fresh air, so he swiftly moved his legs to exit the palace and settled in the small gazebo at the front.

He stared at the night sky, his glass of wine forgotten beside him as his mind wandered to the “what if’s”. As he drowned in his thoughts, he failed to hear the footsteps that approached him.

“Didn’t think you would accept the title of Acting Grand Sage,” the person friskily commented. “But, it is to be expected of the oh-so-amazing Alhaitham.”

Alhaitham turned around and silently watched Y/N walked to the other end of the railing he was situated on. They stayed in silence before Alhaitham answered her, “I never wanted to be one and I actually declined the position multiple times. However, the city was a mess and someone had to bring everything back in order.”

Y/N looked at him with a perfectly shaped brow raised, “And they chose you to be the Grand Sage? The Akademiya might as well have shut down if that was the case.” She shifted against the railing to lean against the gazebo’s post as she eyed the glittery sky. Alhaitham scoffed at the familiar comment, “That’s what Kaveh told me as well.”

A soft hum came from her throat, “It’s nice to know that you and Senior Kaveh still get along in a way.” she turned to look at him, “Or are you just tolerating his presence?”

A chuckle left Alhaitham’s mouth as he sipped on his wine, “Tolerating him is an understatement, but you may view it however you want.”

Another round of silence enveloped the cold setting as neither of the two spoke, simply enjoying each other’s company and their drinks.

Y/N hesitated to speak, fearing that her emotions may get the better of her especially with the alcohol in her system. but before she could speak, Alhaitham beat her to it.

“I’m sorry,” Alhaitham uttered, pain spread across his chest as soon as he did. “For everything that I have said and done to you. I shouldn’t have let arrogance get the best of me and I shouldn’t have treated you the way I did. I knew what I did was wrong but I didn't care back then. But please know that I did love you and I still do.”

The emotions Alhaitham had held on for years had finally revealed themselves to Y/N. He felt woozy and his heart was pounding, unsure if it really was the alcohol or the result of years of pent up emotions. Y/N looked at him with watering eyes, “Please stop, don’t do this to me. I did not come here for closure, Alhaitham. We are long past that. You made your decision 5 years ago, there’s nothing left for you to do.”

His heart throbbed, “I know that it was wrong of me to do and say those things to you, but you weren’t innocent either, Y/N.” he remarked bitterly. Y/N’s gaze hardened and gripped the railing hard, “Oh, so now you’re pushing the blame to me? I already told you everything and after all these years you’re still hung up on that rumor?”

Y/N scoffed and shook her head before pushing herself off the railing, “You know what, this is why we couldn’t work out. You may be the most intelligent guy in the world but you definitely are lacking in the social understanding department. I didn’t approach you tonight to pick a fight and open old wounds.” she rummaged through her purse and pulled out an envelope while she stood firmly on her feet and looked Alhaitham in the eyes before handing it to him.

A cold wave washed over Alhaitham as he realized what it was.

It was a wedding invitation.

“Diluc knows about you being my former lover and also my best friend. Him and I talked about this and thought that our wedding would be a nice way for us to reconnect because he trusts me not run back into your arms, as he put it.” Y/N conveyed to him earnestly. Alhaitham didn't move to accept the envelope simply staring at the engagement ring on her finger, all the more reminder of his loss.

Y/N realized he was not going to move so she walked up to him and slid the envelope on the pocket of his suit. Alhaitham slowly breathed in to calm his heart from pounding, catching whiff of her favorite scented shampoo.

Seeming to sense that Alhaitham was tense, Y/N looked up at him and saw his eyes were glassy. Her heart ached at the sight, despite years of separation and zero-contact, it seemed that a part of her still loved him. Just not as much as before.

She smiled at him as she felt her own eyes water and raised a hand to stroke his cheek. The words she wanted to say dried up in her throat. Alhaitham subconsciously leaned in to her touch and moved his own hand to hold hers, mentally begging her to leave her fiancé.

A moment of silence passed by before Y/N whispered, “Thank you for everything, Alhaitham.”

The Acting Grand Sage was frozen as soon as she slid her hand off his face and silently made her way back to her fiancé. And before Alhaitham knew it, his heart broke for the first time in 5 years and tears have run down his face.

He never thought loving someone could be so painful.

this brainrot was brought to you by trauma //j

#genshin impact #genshin impact alhaitham #alhaitham #daily brainrot #genshin impact diluc #diluc ragnvindr #al haitam x reader #fem reader #this was fun to make especially after seeing one's reaction #alhaitham stans dont kill me #i have a degradation kink

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dark-elf-writes · 2 years ago

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Also Harry will call all 1A students on the island and be like " ok, here is how it will go. Jiro, can you try to hear where all the hostages are and how many villains are with them ? And then we will....."

1A " Harry-sempai how are you so good at this ?"

" it isn't the first time I had to save hostages and storm a castle"

Look everyone knows that something Very Bad happened in the time Harry took off of UA. All someone had to do was look at him, to see the haunted look in his eyes as he drifted from room to room apart from the other third years save for three who watched him with sad eyes and soft hands guiding him between the crowds. Sometimes he would sit in on 1-A’s homeroom, perched in Mr. Aizawa’s chair with the man’s mug cupped between his palms as he stared vacantly out the window. Other times he would pop into 1-C’s English class sitting cross legged on Present Mic’s desk and wearing a smile that never matched his eyes as they debated the merits of teaching American verses British English. Still others he would drift like a shade into 1-B’s alArt class and run shaking fingers over a mural of a castle that seemed both welcoming and horrific in different lights.

The rumors said he hadn’t always been like this, there years from different departments remembering a boy that was sad but not quite as shattered. Remembering bright laughter and glowing green eyes. Remembering the victor of the Sports Festival who had moved down on the podium to hold his friend’s hand high. The second years had none of the same stories of him, only hasty whispers of the worst and hardest year in UA’s history. Only hissed of The Yokai looking for his lost child, the shattered upperclassmen missing a vital piece of themselves, and the silence that filled the halls between classes.

1-A didn’t know what to make of Harry, honestly. Part senpai, part teaching assistant, part ghost. He was never unkind to any of them, if anything he was soft, gentle in the way he would explain concepts Ina way easier to understand. In the way a kid would explain it to another kid. Iida at least seemed close to him, guiding him as often as their other senpais, as the Big Three, did. And Harry hadn’t hesitated to jump in wherever he was needed, punching through the defenses around the USJ with an ear splitting crack and taking on most of the villains single-handedly after Mr. Aizawa fell.

But this?

He had looked happy at the start, or as happy as he ever did they supposed, standing at Iida’s shoulder and laughing as the boy scolded Kaminari and Mineta for slacking off at their job. Had annihilated both Todoroki and Bakugou’s records at the combat simulation with an impossible ten second time. Had grinned as they showed off their quirks to Melissa and had made himself float without Uraraka’s quirk to tug the blond girl into a dance on thin air.

Even when he had come down with a slight pout in a something halfway between a dress and a suit (with pant legs and a long flowing outer coat fitted to the waist before it flared out) with a pair of too sharp looking hair sticks in his hand, pouting then Tenya hadn’t given him enough time to fix his hair and makeup and nudging the boy into helping him finish up while they waited for the others, he had seemed lighter. Content even.

Then came the lockdown.

They had seen the shift before, but only ever with fully fledged heroes. Had seen it in Mr. Aizawa on the landing of the USJ where he went from teacher to Eraserhead before starting his charge. Had seen it in reverse after the last of the villains had been taken away and the assault squad of heroes had shifted back to the caring UA staff willing to hand out smiles and head pats and “Good jobs” until they could all remember what it was like to breathe again.

They didn’t expect to see it in someone barely two years older than them.

“Melissa if I give you a pen and paper can you draw a rough map of the building including as much of the security measures that you remember?”

“Um yes?”

A wave of a hand and they appeared out of seemingly nowhere to be pressed in the girl’s shaking hands.

“Jirou I need you plugged in and tracking how many hostiles there are. Work with Melissa to give us rough locations on the map.”

“On it, Phoenix.”

“If they have the building in lockdown it’s safe to say they have the heroes in the reception hall locked down too. All Might on the loose would be incredibly inconvenient for a hostage situation. We’d be better off moving to the main control room to lift the lockdown, a small assault force would be harder to track and—“

“How do you know how to do this?” Mineta’s voice was caught somewhere between awe and terror as he gaped at the shattered boy with the bearings of a true hero. “You weren’t even ins chill last year.”

Harry’s smile was the same sad one he wore most of the time he watched them training if a little more bloodthirsty. “This isn’t my first siege. And this place has a lot less hidden passageways and traps than a damn castle.” The gleaming red gems in his hair sticks, the ones that Tenya had only just finished sliding into place to hold his curls glinted in the lights looking like fresh blood surrounded with gold. The dark makeup around his eyes made the green seemed to glow from within like Midoriya when they used their quirk.

They knew then, the truth do that missing year.

Harry Aizawa had gone off to war, and had come back changed. He was willing to go into war again.

All of them straightened even as he waved another hand, changing their clothes from uncomfortable finery into loose approximations of their hero costumes with the exception of Iida and Melissa who had the same cargo/jacket combo Harry’s own clothes had switched to. At his look, Harry shrugged. “Armor is hard on the fly. This was easier.”

A hero stood among them all of seventeen and shattered, but willing to fight again.

And they would follow.

#the elf talks #mha #bnha #harry potter #of heroics and healing #of heroics and healing drabble

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electrasev5nwrites · 2 years ago

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Ninja Daily: Vapors 62

"ANBU Butterfly, stay behind. We need to talk."

As always, there was a hint of a cringe when her team leader addressed her by her ridiculously unthreatening code name. Aiko paused, having been ready to leave after practice. Donkey and Boar didn't give so much as a second look to their lingering teammates, apparently eager to get back to their rooms. Much like Aiko, they had retained rooms in the ANBU facility instead of using the locker rooms that trainees did. It made keeping an identity quiet easier, to be sure, but so did not talking. Even though they were allowed to share their identities with their team, none of them had.

Fish was the only member of their squad who had spoken a word since they'd been formed. Even that was the bare necessity of corrections that couldn't be communicated via handsigns.

'So holding me back to talk probably means that I've fucked up,' she internally sighed. To be fair, she had been distracted in practice today.

"Hai, Fish-senpai?" she tried politely. May as well get this over with.

Fish visibly startled at the sound of her voice, shoulders tensing.

She was already unimpressed by this conversation. What a jumpy bastard.

'Holy shit, that's a woman,' thought Fish, now carefully not looking at the unflattering, flat armor chest plate for the hints he had apparently missed. He'd thought he had gotten snubbed by being saddled with some wet-behind-the-ears 13 year old boy on his first full team assignment. Apparently not.

Then he did his best not to snicker. He really did work too much if he was literally incapable of recognizing a woman when he saw one. But he could mock himself later. He'd gotten distracted by his thoughts and been silent too long.

'Better hurry and respond, she seems a bit impatient. I'm such an awkward bastard, did I forget to respond for too long?'

"I meant to have a talk with you about your performance today. It was inadequate and distracted. Can I trust that you will resolve the issue?"

Aiko flushed. "I apologize." She gave a quick bow, "I owe the team an apology as well. I found myself thinking about an outside problem. I will, of course, resolve it."

"What type of problem are we dealing with?" Fish briskly asked.

The indication of actual… well, not interest exactly, but of some sort of engagement with his subordinates threw her for a loop, and she answered honestly. "Er, I'm looking for new living arrangements."

"Oh." There was a pause. "That's easy enough. There are two different apartment complexes and several residential facilities that ANBU recommends and have cleared as especially suitable for organization members due to location and policies. Are you interested in the north or south districts?" At her answer, he continued, "Then I would recommend that you have a talk with the gentleman who runs the hummingbird complex. The office is connected to the building on the intersection of Tobirama and Sugar."

"Tobirama and Sugar. Got it," she repeated obediently. "Thank you, Fish-senpai."

"It was no trouble. I trust that even if you do not end up in that facility, your performance will not be affected in future."

There wasn't any room left for disagreement, so it was good that she didn't have any.

Whoever had originally recommended the hummingbird had made a good choice, she determined later that day while touring open apartments. They were large (only two per floor, making the total number of available rooms rather small), had varied layouts to confuse intruders, were clean, and all allowed for privacy and easily defended and hidden external exit points. Not bad at all, really.

Of course, the walls were not the traditional rice paper kind at the house, so the apartment she chose was a bland white. Thankfully the manager allowed painting and other forms of decoration. Who wanted white walls? Honestly. At least the flooring was a nice pale wood. She signed the contract on the spot. Being a shinobi made it easy to do things like that—ninja got special deals on things like utilities and could be counted on to pay their rent even if they weren't there, because what wasn't subsidized by the village itself could be billed directly to their accounts. (No one wanted to hunt down truant ninja. God, imagining some poor landlord trying to find Kakashi and get him to fill out paperwork just made Aiko cringe.)

She stepped out of her brand-new apartment and turned to lock the door, already compiling a list of what paint she needed to buy and almost missed seeing her next-door neighbor come up the stairs and stride directly to the door to her left. "Oh, hello-"

Aiko stopped dead, blinking in surprise. "Yamato," she belatedly finished her greeting.

He gave her an odd look and a noncommittal nod, gaze darting to her upper arms. Sheepishly, she tugged on the short yellow sleeve that barely covered the tattoo on her left arm to give him a glimpse and gave him a rueful shrug.

"Never would have guessed. Ah well. I suppose I'll be seeing you around, then." Yamato gave her a distracted smile and unlocked his own door.

"I suppose so," she concurred as he disappeared, wondering about the odds.

'Pretty good, actually,' she realized. 'He probably got the same recommendation I did.'

She didn't dwell on it for long. She had other things to accomplish before she worried about moving in so that she didn't have a hundred things to juggle at once. Most notably, tracking down Sai. Tsunade had gone above and beyond what Aiko had asked for—the woman had done some sort of magic with the training field reservations to find out when Aiko could just happen to stumble upon him.

He was probably already there, but she didn't rush to training ground 7. Showing up ten minutes after he did would almost be more suspicious than anything else. Granted, he would probably be suspicious anyway. He was a ninja.

It was automatic to direct an ink boar towards the disturbance in the brushes. He was, after all, performing a training exercise that included using ink clones and animals as hostiles and protecting a target—an ink princess dutifully pictured to an accurate degree.

Sai blinked away from the explosion of ink that heralded the destruction of his technique, shielding his eyes. "Washboard-san?"

"Hai, Sai-kun," Washboard replied calmly, shaking a bit of ink off the boot she'd used to kick his boar. "I apologize for interrupting your training. Do you mind if I linger? I would like to talk to you."

"I don't see how you could do any more damage after your clumsy arrival," he soothed. Sai didn't mind her presence at all. Washboard was actually an excellent supplementary resource to his books, and a less volatile test subject for conversation than Dickless or even Kakashi-san.

He still didn't always understand her reactions, like now, when she took a strangely deep breath before replying. Was it not proper etiquette to excuse others' mistakes?

"Well, that's good then." She settled down onto a large rock and patted it. He was baffled for a moment- was she checking for anomalies in texture or temperature? – until she continued, "Sit with me, would you? I have something I'd like to show you."

She had taken the best seat, so he perched nimbly by her side, slightly above her.

'Does Washboard realize how low her top is?'

Sai frowned. From this angle, she was showing more flesh than he'd ever seen outside of that book he had read from Jiraiya-sama. Did that signify something? It must be important. Perhaps the book had been a warning about the strange properties that female chests seemed to possess. He found himself strangely reluctant to look away from the unusual view.

It was probably just the novelty.

"Here." He obediently took the two books she handed him, giving them both a cursory once-over. "I was hoping you could help me out with illustrations. I was going to get that book published, but they disliked my illustrations so much that they redid them." Washboard frowned, flipping through several illustrated pages to show the contrasts. "They're awful," she added with a hint of grumpiness. "Not what they're supposed to be at all. I remembered that you're more classically skilled than I am, and you're certainly more intelligent than the ape that drew this, so I was hoping you could be persuaded to help me out. I don't mean to take advantage of you, of course. Ino is already getting 45% of whatever is left after publishing and binding, but we could negotiate a percentage for you. Opinions, impressions? Do you think you could help me, and would you like to?"

Silently, he ignored her for the time being. Washboard quieted to wait patiently while he scanned the images. That was one of her most positive traits: she did not fill up a conversation with pleasantries and understood when he needed to think.

It was true that the reproductions were not very reflective of the original designs. He was capable of doing a higher quality interpretation. Should he? Would it be wasteful?

'I had been aware that art should have a purpose. Does this satisfy that requirement, or is it frivolous?' Sai's face didn't so much as twitch while he thought.

It would please Danzo-sama, so it mustn't be frivolous. Danzo-sama had been vexed with Sai for some time now, since he had been pulled away from work with team Kakashi and his reports became sparse and based on hearsay and conjecture.

This action would also provide Sai with a reason to socialize with Washboard for his own purposes. He had found her to be the most amiable of those he'd met outside of root (and therefore most amiable in general). Dickless was an excellent illustration of Danzo-sama's maxim that emotion led to weakness. When aroused by anger or embarrassment, Dickless became exponentially less productive and his sparring capabilities suffered.

But Washboard didn't seem to fit with Danzo-sama's maxim. The first part, that attachment led to emotion, certainly seemed to be accurate. But her emotions were reserved, and her attachments did not seem to end in weakness. Unlike Dickless, he had yet to see her lose her temper and become irrational. And those attachments had served her well. Sai did not know exactly what had happened, but he had found out in the course of his investigations that Washboard had gotten into some sort of trouble in Suna and her entire team plus one more stranger had gone to retrieve her and offer assistance.

He didn't understand why they had done such a thing. Perhaps the mission was of the highest importance. But if that were true, would Washboard not have been accompanied with a large team from the start? It did not seem to have been a decision motivated by logic and the village's best interests, but nor was it counter to those interests. Was there a middle ground?

Something about that pulled strangely at his chest. It was the first he had heard of this 'Naruto' from anyone other than Danzo-sama who had described him as a potentially dangerous person of interest, and Sai had yet to see him in person. That addition was even more baffling than that her team had gone in pursuit. At least they seemed to be accustomed to working with her. This Naruto had never been on an official team with Washboard. Perhaps it was connected to their shared genetics?

Was it something about Washboard, or was it team 7 in general that exhibited the oddity? Sai had left teammates to be captured or killed in the course of pursuing a mission's objective before, and not thought once about it. It was their duty. But now, he couldn't stop ruminating on the parallel and wondering if he would have gone to assist Washboard if he had been asked. It would be unpleasant to have to replace her—she was tied to more than one of his objectives, both personal and official.

Sai rather thought that he would not have minded joining that team on their mission. Disturbingly, he was able to come to that conclusion before even running through the full list of the strategic implications of her death. Was his perspective flawed?

Washboard shifted slightly at his side, brushing her shoulder against his ribs and letting her head waver as if she were considering leaning against him.

And he did not move away, because there was something that was not unpleasant about the contact even though he did not need to touch her for body heat.

A single finger twitched imperceptibly against the page he was turning. For Sai, it was a dramatic reaction. Worse, it was genuine and not falsified in an attempt to pacify and interact with anyone else.

'Forgive me, Danzo-sama.'

His perspective was definitely flawed. Perhaps it had been an error to investigate human socialization. The more he knew, the more he felt desire to investigate further. That was a reversal of the proper state of things—he should become satisfied as he grew closer to being able to understand and categorize the oddities of the outsider shinobi. Unfortunately, all it brought him was more questions and an inexorable drive to understand more and strange longings he didn't understand.

His stomach felt strange and heavy when he had first realized that he had questioned one of Danzo-sama's words. He had never done such a thing before. But now… Sai felt strangely discontented with his superior's irritation with him where he would have passively accepted it in the past. Something seemed incongruous about holding him accountable for actions beyond his control. He had gone on several missions with Kakashi-san, and never had that happened in those situations. So perhaps it was something about Danzo-sama and not something about the nature of hierarchy.

That thought raised the unpleasant possibility that he had changed so much that he had formed an opinion counter to Danzo-sama's. But Sai couldn't pinpoint anything incorrect or unsupported in his own logic. If only he knew where he had mis-stepped, he could correct and rip the thought out like the cancer it was.

Instead, it festered and made him ponder things he would never have questioned before. For example, his new orders to gain access to Washboard and make her a viable resource (since Sai had only managed to connect to her and she had ready access to many people of Danzo-sama's interest) lingered in his consciousness. He should be prepared to do anything to fulfill those orders. This opportunity had fallen into his lap, and he should accept it for Danzo-sama's sake.

But he wanted to accept for his own sake, because there was a strange contentedness whenever Washboard or Kakashi-san reached out to include him in something or asked for his opinion. He also wanted to refuse for Washboard's sake. She and Kakashi-san seemed to share a bond, as she did to a lesser extent with Dickless and Virgin (though his observations indicated that Virgin was much more interested in Kakashi-san than Washboard. Perhaps Kakashi-san was the source of the oddity and not Washboard after all?). Doubtlessly this Naruto was much the same. They would be content and effective together as a team on a long-term basis if left alone. But…

'If I do not recruit her, someone else will.'

That had to be that. There was a Root plant on nearly every ANBU team. He did not know her team assignment, but there was almost certainly someone else who would recruit her if he did not. If Washboard could survive ANBU, she could navigate Root. Perhaps she would not even be plagued by the doubts and traitorous misgivings that troubled him. For all that her actions often ran counter to Danzo-sama's teachings, she sometimes reminded him greatly of the Root recruiters and trainees who had been absorbed into the force and not raised inside. Perhaps that was why he could communicate with her better than the others.

"I will help you."

A muscle contracted strangely in his throat, but he couldn't bring himself to move when her reaction was to press up against him and tilt her head up to smile. "I appreciate it. Do you want to discuss payment now, or later? Keep in mind that this could make absolutely nothing, I've no idea if it'll sell or not."

"Later is acceptable. When would you like to see my sketches?"

Washboard did that strange facial movement where she nipped at her lower lip between two teeth and held it there while she breathed in through her nose. Sai had tried it himself once and not understood the appeal, but she often seemed to perform that maneuver when thinking. "Well, I'm going to be moving this week, but two weeks after that I'm hosting a team dinner at my new apartment on Wednesday at seven or so. Would you come?"

He couldn't reply for a moment. Was he considered part of team 7?

"I will be there."

Washboard walked away after that, but Sai found it hard to concentrate on his training. Somehow, it just seemed so unnecessary to run drills for solo missions. He did those so seldom anymore, with the exception of spying on team 7. Perhaps it would be more practical to acquire a training partner.

Aiko flinched a little when the privacy seals activated inside Tsunade's office after Shizune closed the door, still a bit surprised by how easily she could feel the chakra spark that signified an active field now that she was paying attention. Learning how to set her own without ink had made her more sensitive to others', apparently.

"Aiko."

'I suppose we're having a meeting now.'

It was a bit unusual. This was her third time taking a shift on guard in Tsunade's office, but it was the first time that anyone had indicated they knew she was there. She'd grown to tolerate the long periods of boredom interspersed with heart-pounding nervousness at sensitive information and tense meetings that she couldn't participate in or ever speak about.

She snapped at the wavering shell of chakra around her body that was forming the chameleon genjutsu to end it, letting it thread apart at her heart and dissolve with a ripple as she stopped suppressing her chakra signature and stepped out of the hidden alcove maintained by someone else's seals.

"Hai, Hokage-sama?"

"Take off that stupid thing, I hate talking to porcelain." Tsunade rustled around in her desk and pulled out two little bottles of—for christ's sake, when did that sneaky bastard get those in here? Shizune searched her bags every morning.

Aiko let herself smile a little as she pulled her mask up to rest over the blue strands of hair on her head and took the proffered drink. "We really shouldn't drink on the clock," she said dryly, nonetheless prying off the metal top and swirling the pink drink inside contemplatively.

Tsunade gave an irreverent shrug, pulling the top off of hers with such force that she crumpled it between her fingers. She flicked her wrist and the bit of metal landed in one of her many potted plants, joining what she now recognized was not a small pile of decorative rocks. "Don't get dull on me now, girl. You're the only one I've found who will drink with me and not tell that harpy who calls herself my apprentice," she grumbled. "Honestly, Shizune acts like I have some sort of problem."

Somehow, she forced out a politely incredulous sound and hastily took a swig of her drink so she didn't have to say anything else. 'Is this… cherry flavored?'

Whatever it was, the drink was both strong and sweet, making it pleasantly tart on the way down. Honestly, she had no idea where Tsunade found this stuff. She'd never seen it or anything like it at a market in Konoha. Considering the variety of ingredients possible, Konoha took advantage of depressingly little produce to make alcohol. It was almost all rice wine of some sort.

As if she'd read Aiko's mind, Tsunade gave an appreciative hum and set her half-empty bottle down on her desk with a clunk. "I get these from Nadeshiko. Anko thinks she's running diplomatic missions. I sneak my alcohol right past Shizune in sealing scrolls and tell her it's above her clearance. She just nods solemnly and acts grateful that I'm working."

Involuntarily, Aiko found herself making a strange, high pitched sound as if someone had just stepped on her chest. Or like someone had kicked a small dog.

Tsunade tossed her head back and laughed, white teeth flashing behind her pink-painted lips. "Oh, don't make that face. It looks like your eyes are going to fall out."

Obediently, Aiko controlled her features into a more normal expression, which made Tsunade snort for some reason.

"Did you just want to laugh at me?" She asked dryly. "If so, I think I must have done my duty for the day and I'll be going now."

The older woman snorted. "Don't be like that. Actually, no, I have two different things to discuss with you. The first is that Jiraiya informed me that you are not to use your old seal anymore and need to replace the one you gave the Kazekage."

Aiko stared blankly for a moment. "Do you need me to pick up any alcohol while I'm in Suna or something?"

She got a dirty look in return. "You don't respect me at all, do you brat? What a stupid question… there's nothing worth drinking in Suna."

Aiko twitched.

"Actually, the Kazekage and his retinue will be coming here and meeting in the fourth conference room on the first floor to discuss subcontracts sometime after you get off your next assignment at the prison facilities. Obviously, you can't be seen with me or that group. So you'll know when to show up because either Kakashi or Yamato will be waiting in the room for you to Hiraishin to in the late afternoon, and I'll bring the group by a few minutes later. Hell, maybe I'll have them both there so the council doesn't whine about bodyguards," she mused to herself. Then she shook her head slightly and continued. "Have a seal at home so you can leave the same way."

"What kind of seal do you want me to give him?" Tsunade just gave her an odd look, so Aiko explained, "I can give another one on a kunai or something. That's what people will expect. But Jiraiya taught me how to apply one with just chakra. It'll stay on a person until I remove it."

'Or, you know, until I explode it. Depending on whether or not I trap it.'

As ugly as the thought was, it was probably a good idea. Gaara was at high risk for a kidnapping. If his bijuu was extracted and he died, it would become pretty clear that the still-active seal wasn't related to that function. If he was dead, it wouldn't matter anyway.

"Huh." Amber eyes flickered upward to stare at the ceiling contemplatively. "Why don't you do both? If you give him a regular one, no one will look for a directly applied seal. Hell, if they found it they'd probably assume it was connected to his bijuu and not dare to touch it," she added with an amused snort. "Put it somewhere where it won't be visible above his clothes, there's always some sneaky bastard who can see chakra. That probably means the torso. Lucky you, you're going to get to feel up a kage."

It wasn't a bad thought. He was pretty cute, plus how many people got to say they'd seen a kage shirtless?

But still, this was Tsunade she was talking to. There was only one appropriate response.

"Just one kage?" she asked with feigned sorrow, opening her eyes to let them waver sadly in imitation of Mitsuo's masterful puppy eyes expression.

For a moment, the older woman looked like she'd been slapped with a fish. Then she gave a giggle, burying her face in her hands. Aiko had a smile of her own, until Tsunade looked at her again. "For some reason, that reminds me. Don't think the old pervert didn't tell me about your modifications to that seal," she drawled. "Be sure to trap the decoy, would you dear?"

Aiko nodded. "That's what I was planning to do for Naruto as well. A hidden tattoo and a trapped decoy."

"I like it. Don't tell him about the direct seal," Tsunade ordered.

"I won't," she agreed easily. Naruto wasn't the best actor. If he thought the kunai was disposable, he could accidentally give that away to any interested observer. Besides, she liked having sneaky tricks up her sleeve.

"Well, that's the easy part," Tsunade drawled, tossing her empty bottle in the trash and pulling out another one from her desk. Aiko involuntarily glanced down at her nearly-full bottle and reminded herself to keep drinking on it, taking another sip. "The second thing… Well. Did Karin tell you that she offered to have Hinata adopted in, so she had a last name? Sasuke snagged the paperwork and I sent it back to them, because they didn't have everything together."

'Nope. First I've heard of this.'

It wasn't a bad idea, though. Traditionally, last names were a privilege of the upper classes. It was a huge fall in status for Hinata to have lost hers when she renounced the Hyuuga clan.

"I don't mind the idea," she eventually settled on.

"I'm glad to hear it," came the ever-so-slightly sarcastic reply. "Because it's not that simple. However, this is the type of complication that I like. Were you aware that a family with four active shinobi qualifies as a clan?"

It took a moment to internalize the repercussions of that.

"The groan wasn't entirely necessary," Tsunade said tartly. "Suck it up. Judging by the fact that you're not an idiot, I'm sure you've put together that you're the oldest of the Uzumaki originating in Konoha, and also the one directly descended from one we actually know was in line to inherit. Kami only knows where Karin came from, but even if you're older you're the only one who could inherit headship."

"I could give it to Naruto," she denied weakly, seeing all her free time fly out the window and weakly wave goodbye on the other side of the small forest clustered in front of the glass.

"You'd have to accept headship first in order to abdicate, and I'm afraid that I will want you to hold onto that for a while. What do you think of the likelihood that Danzo will pass up on the chance to get an apparently vulnerable, unguided fifteen year-old clan head in his pocket?"

'That's a stupid question.'

"Not good," she deadpanned.

"Your eloquence astounds me," Tsunade sent back with a straight face. "In any case, this is an order. When they ask you, you will give your permission, accept the designation, and have Karin file the papers. I'll try to arrange things so that you can begin attending large council meetings." She gave a shrug and a sly smile. "If you really hate it, you could start bringing Naruto with you and grooming him for politics…"

Suddenly, one of Tsunade's secondary motivations made sense.

"You sneaky bastard," Aiko breathed appreciatively. "You're making me train your successor."

She was too busy admiring just how much of a lazy dick Tsunade was to feel resentful. That took talent and dedication.

Tsunade preened a bit. "I like to accomplish as much as possible per wicked plot," she said archly. "It's efficient."

After she had finished her shift, Aiko tugged on the seal she had planted in her old bedroom and stripped out of her on-duty uniform in exchange for shorts and a tank top. If she had planned better, she would have worn something old, but unfortunately she had pretty much cleaned out her closet of anything that would have been suitable after her initial ANBU training. It was a shame, but the blue shorts and grey top would just have to be her painting clothes and she'd throw them away later.

"Hey, Naruto," she shouted idly down the hall, stuffing her wallet into her pocket since she wasn't taking any equipment pouches. "Could I convince you to come help me paint?"

"Can't," he shouted back from somewhere in the house. "Maybe tomorrow?"

"Yeah, yeah," she grumbled, leaving the house the conventional way, grateful that she at least had a ratty pair of old white sandals in the genkan. She wasn't going to hold her breath, but it wasn't like he owed her his help.

In all honestly, she probably could have used the assistance. Everyone always said that she had no taste whatsoever, so picking out paint on her own was probably an idiotic idea.

'I guess no one else has to like it,' she told herself firmly, not allowing any weakness or uncertainty to show when she strode into the home supply store. 'If it's really that bad, someone else can host team dinners. Besides, if I stay away from neons, how badly could I really do?'

"Hello, miss, how may I-"

"I need help picking out paint."

She had to be honest with herself. The worst scenario was a really bad one. The cute older boy who worked there looked a bit taken aback by her bluntness, but hey.

It seemed a bit dull to her, but the two cans that would be the living room color were a cute peachy shade, and the genkan got a soft yellow. She could worry about the rest later, but first she would paint the areas where she might have company.

Besides, the shit was actually pretty heavy. Aiko put on her very best 'I'm a grown-up independent killer for hire' attitude, but it must not have been very convincing because an elderly lady rushed to get the door for her on the way out and two different boys offered to help her. Aiko glared them down around the three cans stacked in her left arm and held to her chest by her right. She was glowering at nothing by the time she reached her new apartment sixteen blocks away. Her back was starting to ache, and her arm seemed to be considering just falling off in protest.

'Oh, of all the people to see me struggling with something as mundane as paint,' she thought miserably as soon as she managed to wrestle the door to her building open and trudge up the stairs to see two men talking in the hall.

Yamato gave her a mildly interested once-over and snagged the top two cans out of her grip without even asking. "I'll see you later, senpai."

"Of course," Kakashi murmured, giving Aiko an amused look. "I see you're busy."

She stuck her tongue out at him, but it didn't do any good. He just blinked slowly and loped down the stairs.

"What was he here for?" Aiko asked Yamato curiously, moving to unlock her door with her now-free hand. She couldn't help but wonder… did Kakashi often visit Yamato? Were they actually friends outside of work? She wouldn't have guessed.

He raised an eyebrow at her. "Talking about a mission," Yamato said steadily, heavy gaze implying that she should drop the topic. So she did. "Are you planning on painting tonight?" At her nod, Yamato hummed. "Want some help?"

Surprised, Aiko turned her head to look at him as she hip-checked her door open. "That's not necessary, I can do it myself."

"I know you can, but you probably don't want to."

He seemed to be totally serious. "Well- sure. Thank you, I mean," she corrected. "I would appreciate the help, if you're offering."

"Alright," he said easily, hefting his two cans onto the kitchen counter and briskly wiping his hands on his pants. "I'll change into work clothes and be right back."

He returned in what seemed to her to be an identical outfit sans the vest and weaponry, but she didn't say a damn thing. Free help was free help… and he could reach the upper half of the walls without standing on a box.

#vapors #uzumaki aiko #electrasev5n #ninja daily #fanfiction #naruto fanfiction

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ridiasfangirlings · 2 years ago

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Highschool au - the senpais are gonna graduate so the underclassmen are planning to surprise them with a video showing fun school memories. Fushumi is asked to take videos of the student council since he's in it (but not tell them of what it's for). He thinks it's a pain but at the end of the day when he's taking a video of the empty student council room for some shots of the school, he starts feeling sad cause he hates to admit it but he'd miss all of this. It's not the same without everyone.

I imagine yearbook committee member Totsuka just shoving a camera at Fushimi and happily telling him to go take lots of videos and then leaving before Fushimi even has time to argue. Fushimi’s left standing there with this video camera and he’s so annoyed, like why do I have to do this. Totsuka wants candid footage too so he’s told Fushimi not to tell anyone what the video is for (Fushimi muttering that how is he supposed to explain the camera then and Totsuka beams like I’m sure you’ll figure something out). Fushimi doesn’t even want to do this but he doesn’t want to have to deal with Totsuka if there’s no footage of the student council, like Totsuka’s planning this big video for the graduating upperclassmen, which in this case includes Student Council President Munakata and who would be better to get footage of Munakata-senpai than Fushimi. Fushimi clicks his tongue all annoyed like there’s no choice then, this is why he hates Totsuka so much.

So now Fushimi has to take all this video of the student council and imagine he’s initially decided to record all the weirdest most embarrassing stuff, like he’s just going to get footage of the alphabet squad being nerds and Munakata doing puzzles and acting like a giant weirdo. As it happens Munakata’s planned a lot of end-of-year bonding activities too so Fushimi gets to like film them having a barbecue in the woods in the middle of the night fighting off bears or spending a night at the hot spring while Munakata stands around in only a towel making proclamations. Fushimi’s so focused on getting ‘Captain being weird’ footage that he doesn’t even realize how invested he’s gotten into filming everyone, like suddenly with the excuse of the camera he’s interacting with everyone more than normal and he hasn’t even noticed.

Finally it’s nearly the last day of school and Totsuka asks for the camera back at the end of the day, telling Fushimi to get some establishing shots of the club room too. As Fushimi’s filming the empty room and complaining to himself he ends up zooming in on the council president’s desk — for once there’s not a puzzle there, because Munakata’s already cleaning up for graduation. The rest of the room is silent and there’s less personal items everywhere too — like maybe not just Munakata but some of the older members like Akiyama, Benzai and Kamo are graduating too and have already taken a lot of their things home. The place is quiet and empty and Fushimi suddenly realizes that there’s this uncomfortable fluttering feeling in his chest, like he’s losing something important and that until this moment he never even realized that he cared.

#Fushimi Saruhiko #Talking K #aw this is sweet kinda #Munakata would be so proud when he realizes Fushimi-kun took all this film #he knew Fushimi liked the student council #Munakata's planning on making Fushimi his successor after all #Totsuka is to blame for all of this bc of course he is

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tainted-wine · 4 years ago

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I didn’t apply all of these descriptions but these are the main three I had in mind while writing this. How did I attract so many fans of the crusty boi? Either way, welcome to the club!

Words: 1.5k (how the hell did that happen there’s barely any sex)

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The website didn’t explain what the “LOVER” cheat does. Probably unlocks a deleted path that didn’t make it into the official game. Or maybe he just gets a head-start on his Affection progress with you at the very beginning. Or maybe it doesn’t do shit – that could be why there’s no explanation.

Well, now that he knows how to do it, it wouldn’t hurt to test it himself. Shigaraki absently scratches at the irritated skin on his neck as he boots up the game. The directions were fairly simple and easy to remember.

1. Start a brand new file.

Ugh, he despises games that hold only one save file. It’s not like a visual novel holds up much space. What if you want different files in order to experiment with different choices? It doesn’t matter in his case anyway; he 100% completed the game months ago. With no regrets, his original game was deleted and a new one began.

> What is your name?

He might as well stick with the one he used last time.

‘SHIGGY-SENPAI’

The introduction cutscene began, the protagonist going on about the new town he just moved into. Pretty by-the-books, as far as romance openings go.

2. Finish the intro. Once you meet Y/N, go to the menu.

After skipping through a bunch of fluffy dialogue, you finally appear in all of your cute glory. Once you’re done introducing yourself, Shigaraki brings up the main menu.

3. Type in “LOVER”

Just like that? Alright then...

Right after inputting the final letter, a sparkly ping sound straight out of a magical girl anime could be heard, and that was it. Okay...it sounds like he did it correctly.

When he returned to the game, his success was much more evident. You were staring directly at the screen - almost through the screen - with a glowing expression he’s never seen. Each and every one of your reactions have been seared into his brain after so many hours of gameplay. This was new.

“You...do you really mean that, SHIGGY-SENPAI?”

What? Voice acting? Though you did say his name pretty stiffly, as expected when a computer tries to pronounce custom text, but what the hell? Why would this be hidden as a cheat?

“But it’s so soon, and I’m not very experienced...” You blushed and shyly twiddled your fingers.

Oh.

“But I already trust you, and I want you too.”

Oh.

It’s that kind of path.

A hidden adult route. Shigaraki really likes that, even though this would’ve had a much stronger impact if it happened on his original file, the one where he was fully bonded to you. Sucks that he needs a fresh file in order to fuck you.

Shit, he’s not even prepared for this. Maybe he should go grab the lotion and a couple of tissues, assuming that this special scene will make for pretty decent fap material.

But the dialogue continued automatically. You creeped closer to the screen as you gushed about your feelings for him. “I want to make love to you forever and ever!”

You were getting really close, and with a show of impressive animation, your hand reached out to touch the fourth wall...

And the screen began to distort and ripple.

What the fuck?

“I just can’t wait to feel your amazing cock.” Your fingers began to phase through the fucking computer screenWHAT THE FUCK?!

“Take me, SHIGGY-SENPAI!”

Just like that, a full-sized bitch materialized out of the game and onto his lap, nearly toppling his gamer chair.

Even in the darkness of his room, your eyes shined brightly as they studied his pale face. “You’re even more handsome up close!”

Shigaraki was still too stunned to even respond to the rare compliment. Only when you began to pull down his pants did he finally find his voice again.

“Wha–ah–who the–hey!” He knows that he shouldn’t be afraid of a hottie touching his cock but ooooh shit she’s already stroking him.

“Ah, you’re so big!” You stared at his untouched manhood in awe, watching him become more erect after every pump of your soft hand.

“Fuck, am I?” He gasped.

“Mmhmm! And I bet you’re really tasty too!” You say before he’s suddenly engulfed with the very real warmth of a mouth.

Fuck fuck fuck he isn’t gonna last. He was ready to jerk off, not actually get his dick sucked. It feels more amazing than he ever imagined, your tongue working along his sensitive flesh, and those lips sucking at him so eagerly.

When his hand grabs the top of your head, he realizes too late that all five of his fingers are tangled in your hair.

You nearly fall over from how suddenly Shigaraki rolls back in his chair. You look shocked, confused, and...very much not a pile of dust.

“What’s wrong, SHIGGY-SENPAI?”

He looked at his hands, then at you, then at his hands again.

Then he takes hold of your face and shoves you back into his groin, because he can touch you, he can touch another fucking living thing without any worries about completely destroying it. Must be some crazy logic about you being data from a videogame or something. He doesn’t care, he’s so horny, feels so good having his cock so far down a hot tight throat, he just might burst...

Wait, he might have just done exactly that.

“Ah, shit,” he watches you pull back and swallow with the most satisfied grin.

“That was quick, SHIGGY-SENPAI!” You really need to stop saying his name like that. It’s fuckin’ weird. “I didn’t even get to feel you inside me.”

“Shut up,” the mixture of emotions he’s been experiencing ever since your ass crawled out of the screen like a girl in a cursed video is starting to piss him off. He’s so insulted and thankful that this fictional bitch gave him his first blowjob and made him nut in the span of sixty seconds. “Just give me a few minutes.”

A few knocks on the room’s door startles both of you.

“Tomura, the Vanguard Action Squad is ready to move out.”

Shit!

“I’ll be out in a damn minute, Kurogiri.” Shigaraki moves to get out of his seat, only to be stopped by his new partner.

Your sparkly puppy eyes are so grossly cute, yet it has his dick twitching again already. “Are you leaving me already, SHIGGY-SENPAI?”

“Quit saying my name in all caps.”

“Okay, ˢʰᶦᵍᵍʸ⁻ˢᵉⁿᵖᵃᶦ.”

“Not like that. I can barely hear it.”

“How about SHIGGY-SENPAI?”

He slaps a hand over your mouth. “Just stop saying my name.”

A much harsher knock rocks the old door. “Hey, you ugly bastard,” That sounded like the Dabi asshole. “The hell are you doing in there? Jacking off to anime girls?”

Shigaraki scoffed. When’s the last time that burnt Stain fanboy got his dick sucked?

As much as he wants to join in on terrorizing the brats at U.A, he really wants to get laid today.

“Just go without me!” He yells through the walls. He nearly misses your muted squeak of joy.

“Eh?” Hearing Dabi’s annoyed muffled voice was pretty amusing. “You’re just gonna sit on your ass in your room while we do the work?”

The villain’s retort catches in his throat when you take his hand and begin to slowly lick at his fingers, all while pinning him with an innocent gaze.

“Your fingers are so pretty,” You whispered.

It’s so difficult to pay attention to the words being uttered outside of the room while his hands are being placed on your chest. BOOBS.

“Please trust Tomura. I’m sure he has faith in you all handling this mission on your own,” Kurogiri tries to explain. Shigaraki knows him well enough to know that he’s probably irritated as well, but there are titties in his hands so who gives a fuck.

Dabi releases an exasperated groan. “I knew this whole League of Villains thing was bullshit. Shouldn’t have bothered.”

Shigaraki slows his exploration of your breasts to shout, “If I make you the leader of the mission, will you shut up?”

“......Yes.”

“Well, I pronounce you leader of the Vanguard Action Squad. I’ll even give you a Nomu. Have fun.” The two of you are rushing to lift your shirt off for better access to your skin.

“Fuck yeah,” Dabi’s voice is still fairly close. The sooner he pisses off, the better. “I can probably pull this off better than you, anyway. Come on, psycho girl, we’re gonna go round up everyone else.”

Toga can be heard squealing excitedly as they both step away and finally give him his privacy back. You look absolutely lovestruck by the entire exchange.

“You gave up an important mission just for me? You really do love me!”

He just rolled his eyes and lowered his head to take a hardened nipple into his mouth, enjoying your sounds of delight.

He can’t wait for the next time he faces those stupid heroes. He’ll be smarter, stronger, and can even tell them that he got his dick wet.

Oh, the collapse of hero society is going to be glorious.

#asks #Tomura Shigaraki #smut #aaahhh i feel like i don't write shiggy well #oh well

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tastybluesprite · 3 years ago

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Fics that aren’t mine but are really good!!!

These are just a couple fics that aren’t written by me but are still my absolute favorite!!! Usually I’ll come here if I want to reread any fics I love or am looking for inspiration for new fics. Just so you guys are aware, this will consist of literally any fandom (from anime to popular tv shows. It’s just work I like from anything lol). Hope y’all enjoy them and if you like what you read here be sure to support the authors :))

Suna/Miya Twins

(Gonna Getcha) Suna or later (Haikyuu)

Kuroo/Daichi/Bokuto

Oya- haha!

Osamu/Atsumu

Gonna Getcha

Arthur/Shinra

Knightly weakness

Hinata/Kageyama

Like the sun

Atsumu/Osamu

Write yer name on it

Miya Twins/Inarizaki Volleyball team

Had to do it to em

Kageyama/Karasuno volleyball Team

Rocky Road

IwaOi tickle fanfic

Iwaizumi/Tendou

Ten Minutes

Kuroo/Bokuto

Home Stretch

Kageyama/Karasuno team

Tickle torture

Bokuto/Kuroo

Pillow forts and burrito

Matsuhanaiwaoi

You’re cute when you’re scared

Kuroo/Kenma

Massage

Kuroo/Daichi

Rooster? Comb? No, You’re A Hyena

Hinata/Nishinoya/Kageyama

Receive your punishment

Aurther/Maki

What did you call me?

Bokukuroo

IwaOi

Kuroken

Akaashi/Bokuto

Hide and tickle

Ushiwaka/Tendou/Shiratorizawa team

Geuss Monster

Hinata/Kenma/Kuroo

Yaku/Lev

New Heights

Akaashi/Bokuto

Necessity of life

Oikawa/Iwaizumi

Pushing the limit

Oikawa/Iwaizumi

Deal to Delete!

Lev/Yaku

Let me make it up to you!

Kuroo/Yaku

Such a Shorty

Kuroo/Lev/Yaku

Yaku is a tickle monster

Oikawa/Bokuto/Kuroo

Flub

Akaashi/Bokuto

Not-so-hot Chocolate

Iwaizumi/Hanamaki/Oikawa/Matsukawa

Looks like we have a winner

Kunimi/Kindaichi

Boredom

Nobara/Yuji/Megumi

Sleepovers & tickle wars

Kageyama/Hinata

Miss Mochi

Kuroo/Tsukishima/Bokuto fanart (this was too cute I had to save it omggg major credit to the artist)

Kuroo/Yaku

Basic Hedonism

Yaku/Kuroo

What is even college

Kuroo/Bokuto

Sentence starter

Yatora/Yotasuke

Artistic struggles

Inumaki/Maki/Panda

Apologize!

Arthur/Shinra

Take that back!

Shinra/Arthur

Oi watch your hands!

Iwaizumi/Oikawa

Study Break

Kageyama/Hinata

No one else can know

Alphonse/Edward

Not fragile

Kuroo/Bokuto/Tendou

Monster

Yaku/Kuroo

n over k equals you’re going down!

Roy/Riza

Fanart user scribbles made!!!

Sakusa/MSBY team

Msby antics

Akaashi/Bokuto

The best cure for an emo mode

Kuroo/Lev

You’re my idol

Langa/Reki/Miya

Button smashing

Miya/Reki/Langa

Sleepovers

Joe/Cherry

Bragging rights

Semi/Tendou

Should’ve just run

Norman/Ray

Off Button

Reki/Sk8 squad

Dare you to

Kageyama/Asahi

An observant senpai

Jotaro/Polnareff/Kakyoin

Ticklish Jotaro fanart bc it’s so cute 😭

Senku/Gen

Snowball fight

Kuroo/Nekoma team

For the love of donuts

Kageyama/Karasuno team

This means war

Kageyama/Hinata

No one else can know

Hanamaki/Oikawa

Baby pictures

Sugawara/Daichi

Hyena laugh

Sugawara/Daichi

Fake cure

Hinata and Kageyama tickle fanart I found ahhh they’re so cute 😭

Sugawara/karasuno

Pick me up

Kageyama/Hinata

Over the net

Himekawa/Tsubakihara academy

The Gingerbread man

Norman/Emma/Ray

No Fair!!

Lee Thorfinn and lee Askeladd art that @skribblz made bc it’s so cute (thank you very much skribblz you’re the best ❤️❤️❤️

Loid/Franky

Say it!

Mando/Cara

Playing Dirty

Mando/Cara

The Puddle

Will/The rest of the party (stranger things)

Never too old

Mike/Hopper

Young love

Eddie/Dustin,Steve,Robin

Happiness looks good on you

Will/Mike,Dustin,Lucas

Call Uncle!

Will/Mike

The world turned upside down

Harry learns about tickling (Harry, Ron, and Hermione)

Lee!ten ler!rose

Newt/Theseus

He’s a Hugger

Newt/Niffler/Tina

Shiny

Newt/Pickett/Queenie

Giggly magizoologist and where to tickle them

Newt/Theseus

Hugs

Steven/Marc

Out of control

Nico/Will

Make your move

Marc/Steven/Layla

Stuck

Donnie/Leo (rise)

Fan comic

Donnie/Leo (rise)

A quick experiment

Donnie/Leo/April (rise)

An instructional guide on how to properly tickle a Donatello

Joel/Ellie

Discovery

Donnie/Leo

The last slice

Donnie/Casey

“Rotate me!”

Wukong/MK/Mei/Macaque

Weaknesses

Rei/Kazuki

Play your cards right

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raven-at-the-writing-desk · 3 years ago

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I know you’re probably drowning in raven requests but I love your adorable bird daughter too much so here goes, how about a snippet where raven joins the remaining night raven squad in rescuing the kidnapped students from the mirror dimension, and while walking with rook she runs into Jade so the two of them work together to snap him back to his senses (you can wait till the Halloween event releases in full so as to avoid spoilers)

I believe this request came to me before the full release of Endless Halloween Night (when the characters were shown to be divided into their respective groups).

Since Rook is part of this year’s SSR trio, I’m going to write Raven going with him, Sebek, and Trey instead of Riddle, Ruggie, and Ortho (which is the actual group that finds Jade)! ^^ I also shifted the focus to be less about the battling and more about the search.

Imagine this...

Raven’s eyes were spinning.

Up and down and all around she had trekked for the past... who knew how long? The spiraling, winding staircases never seemed to end, greyscale and sprawling in all directions. It started to look the same after a while, and she had to keep looking up to make sure that she hadn’t strayed from the group or come close to falling off the edge.

“Watch your step there. It’s steep,” Trey called over his shoulder. He was at the bottom of the staircase ahead of her, peering up from the brim of his top hat and tattered veil. “We’ll wait for you to catch up, so take it slow. It’s no trouble.”

“HMPH! Speak for yourself!” a thunderous voice retorted. The bright colors Sebek sported did not match the frightening expression upon his face. He roared again, setting the peacock feather attached to his headwear trembling. “For every second that we waste dawdling, it is a second that the Young Master may be suffering at the hands of his mysterious kidnapper! We cannot afford to be so lax with our search!!”

“I understand being worried, but rushing won’t help us either.” Trey frowned, staying rational in spite of Sebek’s hollering. “I don’t want to deal with the paperwork if a student gets hurt or goes missing under my watch, so we need to avoid those outcomes if we can.”

“There is a simple solution to that: let Rook-senpai file the necessary paperwork in your stead!”

“It’s reassuring to know that you both care so much about my wellbeing,” Raven grumbled. She slowly descended the steps, arms out to maintain her balance.

“Fufu. Monsieur Crocodile and Chevalier des Roses certainly have their unique ways of expressing themselves!” Rook cried with a flourish of his cape. He was far ahead of her, capping off the other end of their party—serving as their leader and guide in the labyrinthine space—yet somehow he had perfectly heard her mumbling.

“Unique or no, it matters not if we are burdened with an individual that is unable to contribute anything worthwhile to our efforts!” Sebek tossed a pointed glare at Raven. “At the very LEAST, you could make like a bird and scout this area for any clues!”

“I can’t just change my form on a whim,” she protested, doing her best to stare daggers back at the hulking student (and doing a terrible job at it). “It’s not that easy.”

Rook nodded. “Transformation magic may be child’s play for Roi du Dragon, but the same cannot be said of all magicians.”

Sebek scoffed and turned away with a dismissive cock of his head. “Then she may as well just be leeching off of the goodwill of everyone else here! At least the rest of us were able to pull our weight in combat. It would have been better for us all if she hadn’t insisted on following us on this rescue mission!”

His words may as well have been a rain of swords striking her heart. Pointed, with sharp edges that bit and bit and, when, at last, they had cleanly pierced through her everything, left ribbons of blood and guilt in their wake.

You aren’t needed here.

Raven staggered back and shrunk into herself. She clutched her hands to her chest, head inclined downward and bangs hiding her watery eyes.

“Hey, I don’t know if I’d go that far. Having one more member does help us each from building up blot as fast, even if it’s just a little bit,” Trey pointed out. If she starts crying, it’ll slow us down even more, and then Sebek will get more upset... The first years are turning out to be a lot of trouble. “Let’s try to calm down and—”

“I...!! I want to to save everyone, too!!” Raven suddenly shouted, raising her gaze to challenge Sebek’s. “Wh-Who died and make you king?! Who are you to tell me where I can and can’t go, and what I can and can’t do?!”

“WHAT WAS THAT, YOU INSOLENT BIRD?! Do not claim to be on morally superior ground!!”

“Yeah, and you have a leg to stand on? I’m...” She swallowed hard. “I’m allowed to want to help!!”

Oh, brother. Trey buried his face in his hands as his juniors launched into a squabble. “Rook? A little help here...?”

No sooner had the words left his lips when a streak of black, violet, and crimson rushed by him. Trey felt a hand grab his wrist and yank him forward, thrusting him before Sebek. Another flash of vampy colors—and Raven vanished behind a cloak.

“Uh...?” Confusion smeared on his features, Trey glanced over at his fellow Vice Dorm Leader. “Okay, I guess this works?”

“What the...?! Get back here! I WASN’T DONE VERBALLY DECIMATING YOU YET!! LOOK ME IN THE EYE, COWARD!” Sebek bellowed, shaking a fist at the bird. Raven peered over the cape and glared at the Diasomnia student. Rook smiled, slipping a gloved hand over her eyes.

Trey groaned, moving to block Sebek’s line of sight. “Give it a rest, the both of you. You’re being immature. At this rate, you’re going to wake up the entire realm of the dead.”

“GOOD! Let them come. I shall defeat anyone that stands in the way of my mission to retrieve the Young Master!”

“I do not believe that would be a wise move on our end,” Rook interjected. “If we are overrun with ghosts, how will we ever return to our world? No matter how mighty one man is, our mana supply is limited. We may very well collapse from exhaustion on the route back if we do not carefully conserve our magic.”

Sebek stopped, looking aghast. His mouth opened and closed on instinct, but no words came out.

“... Point taken. I would not wish to overexert myself during the search. Energy must be conserved for the trip back as well.” Sebek clenched a fist. “Grrkgh!! How foolish I was to think otherwise...!”

If you had thought of that earlier, we could have avoided all of this... Trey waved a hand. “Er, never mind that. Let’s put it behind us and try to focus on looking for people.”

“YES!!”

“... How are you feeling?” Rook asked in a whisper, slowly removing his hand from Raven’s eyes. He kept one arm up, providing the curtain that shielded her from view.

“I could be better. My ears are ringing, and I feel like I was a witness to things that I should not have been privy to today.” The memory of Rook and Sebek belting out opera lyrics while she and Trey stood and stared and the memory of Sebek planting a hand on Rook’s chest to feel his heartbeat again, while she and Trey stood and stared were still going strong in her mind.

“We never truly know what life may throw our way!” A mysterious smile was on Rook’s lips. “Think of it as a one grand adventure, where we stop to smell the roses along the path!”

“Yeah.” Raven cradled herself, her eyes falling to the ground. “I guess.”

“... Mon petit oiseau. You’re frightened, aren’t you? I can feel you shaking like a leaf in the autumn wind.”

“You’ve got me.” Raven gave a shaky laugh. “This is why I wanted to be the last in line. You always figure me out right away.”

“There is no shame to be had in your feelings. It is only natural to be apprehensive when presented with an uncertain situation—but you should also feel proud. You chose to venture into the unknown to rescue your friends, despite your fear. You are every bit a hero as anyone else here.”

Raven looked doubtful. “I don’t care what happens to me, I just want everyone else to be okay.”

But most of all, I hope that he’s okay.

“As do I—but you mustn’t speak that way. All lives are precious, from the tiniest amoeba to the very ghosts that wander this world. And that includes your own. First and foremost, you must look after yourself before you can begin to worry about others.”

She didn’t say anything more.

“... Come here.” Rook scooted a bit closer, hugging his shoulder against hers. Warmth diffused between the two of them, like a candle wick sharing its flame with another. “We’ll bring them all back and put an end to this endless Halloween night. I’m certain of it.”

She stifled a giggle. “... Thanks, Rook. I feel a little better now.”

“It is my pleasure! Better that we tackle the challenge before us with smiles rather than—” Rook stiffened. “... I hear something.”

“What?” Raven stopped and strained her ears. “What do you...”

“... aaaaah... Waaaaaaaaaah...!”

“Someone’s crying,” Trey noted, his voice wary. “It’s not you, Raven?”

“Why would it be?! I’m not an infant!”

“Then it must be another one of those accursed ghosts!” Sebek declared. “Perhaps trying to lure us into some kind of dastardly trap!”

“No, wait... I recognize that voice.” Trey’s eyes widened. “I think that’s Deuce!”

“Deuce?!” Raven’s heart leapt with excitement. It wasn’t who she had been hoping for, but if they were able to find one student... Then surely, surely they would find others, too. “Well, let’s hurry to him! Follow the sound of his voice! ... Uh, but don’t let me lead, because I’ll definitely get us lost.”

“Leave the navigation to me. We shall discover Monsieur Spade’s whereabouts in no time at all!”

“Hoho! What a competent and reliable senior...! I shall overlook your being a puny human just this once!”

“Ahhh... Seriously, are none of you guys normal? No? Just me? Alright...”

#twst oc #twisted wonderland oc #Raven Crowley #Rook Hunt #Trey Clover #Sebek Zigvolt #Deuce Spade #notes from the writing raven #spoilers #Trey voice) why are we still here? just to suffer????

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justfifi · 2 years ago

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Love Languages

[You can find it on AO3]

What Love Languages would the K-Squad have? > Reminder that this is all my headcannons and they are not canon to the story! Happy reading though! ^^

Kagami Taiga: Words Of Affirmation

I think that there will be people who think that Taiga's love language will be Physical Touch since he grew up with Alex but I feel that it's because that he grew up with Alex, he wouldn't have Physical Touch as his love language. Plus he's very straightforward with his words!!

Reasons why I think his love language is Words Of Affirmation(+ headcannons!!):

- First off, Tetsuya would call Taiga, 'his light', so I think Taiga would call Tetsuya, 'his shadow', in kind

~ "Kuroko!" Taiga shouts after they win another game.

"Hai?" Tetsuya looks over as he wipes his sweat with his towel. His light blue eyes are met with the blinding grin of his light but his light's next words made his eyes widen.

"You're my shadow!" Taiga sends his clenched fist out for a fist bump.

Tetsuya parts his mouth in surprise. His shadow... He thinks in his mind but a small smile creeps onto his face. "And you're my light, Kagami-kun."

- ALSO HAVE YOU SEEN HOW DEPRESSED HE SEEMED WHEN TATSUYA SAID THEY WEREN'T BROTHERS ANYMORE??? It's pretty clear that the title of "Brothers" between Taiga and Tatsuya was very important to Taiga

~ "Even still, Tatsuya, you're still my brother," Taiga said, as he faintly touched the silver ring around his neck.

"I told you to stop calling me that," Tatsuya said, but he couldn't tear his eyes from the evidence. From the evidence that proved that they were once brothers.

Taiga only smiles sadly, an expression that shouldn't be on his face, Tatsuya thinks.

- Imagine his speech to Seirin after he leaves for America, if he even had a speech. I headcanon that he literally says anything on his mind and it's something along the lines that he doesn't regret being in Seirin and how his time in Seirin was unforgettable. Taiga would ramble on about how much his senpais taught him and after he leaves, they just start comically crying before they're so proud of how far their kouhai came??

~ "And, well," Taiga scratches his flushed cheek in embarrassment. "I enjoyed my time here!" He goes into a straight bow, rendering the others surprised. "Thank you for letting me be in Seirin! I will never forget what you guys taught me." Taiga rises, as he throws the bag over his shoulder. He lets his head bow, before saying farewell and leaving the gym.

Silence overtakes the entire gym before Riko hears sniffling. When the brunette turns around, Shinji(Koganei) has begun sobbing with his usual :3 face except his eyes has just dissolved into water whilst Rinnosuke(Mitobe) is hiding his face in his hands. "Seriously!" Riko says, even though she could feel tears swelling in her eyes. "Why isn't anyone on this team a man?" She said, when Junpei(Hyuuga) lets his head hang to hide his red eyes, when Shun(Izuki) is saying another corny pun about tears, when Teppei(Kiyoshi) is trying to calm the first years, who started bawling.

"That stupid red-head!" Junpei just says as he clenches his fist. "How dare he say something so inspirational right when he's leaving?!"

Teppei wipes his eyes as he pets Junpei's back. "It's okay to admit that you miss him already, Junpei,"

"Shut up Teppei!"

- He would constantly compliment Tetsuya's skill and even compliment the other Generation of Miracle's skill, just not in front of their faces... So Tetsuya just records Taiga's rambling of compliments and sends it into the GOM group chat(that they created after they made up, this group chat doesn't have Taiga-)

~ Kuroko Tetusya Sent One Voice Recording:

"And Kise, you know? He's really strong for a member that joined late in the Generation of Miracles. I really want to fight him one-on-one again." Taiga's voice is present and clear.

"What about Aomine-kun?" Tetsuya's voice comes through louder than Taiga's.

"Oh that stupid ahomine?" There is silence and a bit of rustling before Taiga speaks again. "He's strong, I'll admit. But he has such a cocky personality!" More silence. "I'll fight him still! I gotta prove to him that I'm a worthy opponent. In fact, I'll prove it to all of them. They're all strong, so I'll be pretty excited to fight them anyways."

"Is basketball all you think about, Bakagami?"

"Why are you calling me Bakagami now?! And no! I don't just think about basketball!"

"Then why do you always bring up fighting the Generation of Miracles when we talk about them?"

"Because they're an inspiration of what I want to be! They're the reason why I want to be stronger! Why wouldn't I talk about that? They're teaching me things through our one-on-ones."

"Is that so?" There is a hint of amusement in Tetsuya's voice.

"Yeah I mean-... Why are you smiling now?"

"No reason, Kagami-kun." The recording ends.

- The Generation of Miracles spams Tetsuya, questioning him on what he was trying to say with the recording but Tetsuya doesn't answer because he's too busy making Taiga compliment him subconsciously.

- Alex cries when young Taiga says that she was the best teacher that he had ever had. Tatsuya never lets Alex live that down but then it backfires when Alex teases him about how much young Tatsuya was smiling after young Taiga kept calling him his brother.

- ANYWAYS, TAIGA'S LOVE LANGUAGE IS WORDS OF AFFIRMATION AND I WILL STAND BY THIS BECAUSE "YOU'RE MY LIGHT" AND "YOU'RE MY SHADOW" IS SUCH A CUTE INTERACTION BETWEEN TAIGA AND TETSUYA!

- Taiga saying "I love you" platonically to everyone is just: <333

Kageyama Tobio: Acts Of Service

[CW: Anxiety Attacks|If the description seems off, you can always tell me! No author grows without feedback.|]

Since I headcanon Tobio as a sort of touch starved character, I feel that he wouldn't try to initiate Physical Touch. Also his inability to communicate is so apparent in the anime and manga, so I suppose that he wouldn't be to keen on Words Of Affirmation. I say that his love language is Acts Of Service, because he does little things that helps his team!

Reasons as to why Tobio's Love Language is Acts Of Service(& headcanons duh-):

- Tobio would absolutely send tosses to Shoyo whenever Shoyo is in a bad mood because he knows how much Shoyo loves volleyball. And he cares for the orange-haired even if he doesn't want to admit it.

~ "Oi, boke!" Tobio shouts when he finally sees the tangerine enter the gym. He's still pouting. Tobio doesn't know what made him like this, but like hell Tobio's going to let him stay like that. "Get over here!"

"What do you want, Bakayama?" Shoyo jogs over, a frown apparent on his face.

"Let me toss to you," Tobio said. He sees Shoyo light up.

"Ehh?! Really?" The latter begins to jump up and down, exercising his legs. "What are you waiting for then, Bakayama?" Shoyo said, a grin beaming on his face. "I'm ready!"

Tobio sees this and lets a small smile take over his face. "I know," He says, as he tosses the patterned ball to his teammate.

- Since we've never seen Tobio's parents and never seen Miwa before the timeskip, I headcanon that Tobio can actually cook pretty well! Not only could he cook, he could also bake. So as a 'thank you' to Kei for teaching him(and whenever he sees the blond boy struggling with something), he bakes a strawberry shortcake for him! Baking for someone is a form of Act Of Service, right??

~ Tobio has been observing him for the past 30 minutes and Kei was starting to get annoyed.

"Is there something you want, King?" Kei asks him, a forced smile on his face. Tobio furrowed his eyebrows. "Perhaps you want me to tutor you again?" He says.

"Nothing." Tobio said, leaving Kei in the club room.

Kei clicks his tongue. "Seriously... what's his problem..." He mumbles to himself.

As the day passes, Kei is considerably pissed when he falls asleep, saying something along the lines of just bracing till tomorrow morning. As the sun rises, Kei is still ticked off when he enters the club room to change for morning practice. It's only when he notices a cake in his locker that he stops frowning.

"Who..."

"What's up, Tsuki?" Tadashi enters the room as Kei glances over, holding the small strawberry shortcake in his eyes.

"Did you make this?" The green-haired boy looked at him like he grew two heads.

"Tsuki, you know I can't bake. The last time I tried I nearly burnt down the entire kitchen." He deadpans at Kei.

"Right, still don't know how you set the oven on fire."

"Hey!" Tadashi pouts, before staring at the cake in Kei's hand. "So who made that?"

"Don't know," Kei dismisses as he changes alongside Tadashi. As he makes his way to the gym, he tries the cake. A small smile plasters his face. Not bad. He thinks, unaware of the blue eyes that followed him.

Tobio hides his smile with the volleyball.

- Tobio helping Tadashi and Hitoka with their anxiety attacks because he knows just how bad it feels.

~ Hitoka pulls her knees into her chest as it gradually thumps faster.

Tadashi ran right next to her. "Yachi-chan! Can you hear me?" He yells slightly, his pupils shaking at the sight of the smaller girl covering herself in. Yachi...! Oh no... What should I do? What can I do? I'm not suited for this! "Yachi-chan? Hello?" He feels the girl shake as her breathing gets even more erratic. "Yachi-chan!" No. No. No. No. This isn't right! Is it? What should I do?!

Tadashi doesn't notice his own intense shaking and his fast-paced breathing matching hers. He doesn't notice a figure crouching down until he feels a hand on his back. The figure moves their hands in a motion that comforts the two.

"Yamaguchi, Yachi," Someone moves their hands to their chest. Tadashi and Hitoka feel a steady beat, thumping under their palms. "You're alright." The soothing voice calms them, but it's not enough. "Can any of you tell me what you feel?" The voice beckons.

The green-haired shaky voice goes first. "Y-Your clothes," His mouth goes dry. "Uhm, your hand on my back."

Hitoka's tiny voice speaks up. "The gym floor." Her response was barely a whisper. "The wall,"

"You're doing good. Can you try to match my breathing now?" They attempt to follow along to the heartbeat that they feel. When they couldn't they tense up but it is smoothed over with his voice. "It's okay, you're doing well. Let's try it again."

Eventually, their breathing evens out. Hitoka opens her shut eyes and the brown eyes widen at the sight in front of her.

"Eep!" She scrambles against the wall, her eyes blinking wildly as she takes in the fact that Tobio was sitting in front of them with their hands on his chest.

"Kageyama-kun?" Tadashi said when he opened his eyes. The said boy had his eyes closed, unaware of the entire team's stares at him. "You... Did you help us?"

Tobio opens his eyes and nods.

"Thank you," Hitoka says, her voice a little watery. "But... how did you know what to do?"

Tobio stays silent before replying, "I used to have them and I taught myself how to calm down so I thought that the same methods would work on you guys,"

Tadashi smiles gratefully. "It worked," He said, letting his hand squeeze the other. "Thanks, Kageyama-kun."

Tobio nods once more.

- Coach Ukai notices this whenever he helps clean up the gym even when it wasn't Tobio's turn and rewards him with head pats because yes. And Takeda notices when Tobio offers to massage him because Tobio thought that his back was going back after doing all that bowing and begging.

- Koushi and Daichi notice it as well after Tobio makes little treats for the members but he did not receive any(Seriously... Can this kid be any more oblivious?)

- All of them slowly finds out that the one who made those treats were Tobio, and they feel so touched because he made it for them the morning after their bad days

Kyan Reki: Gift-Giving

Reki's love language is gift-giving because he makes little trinkets that he then gives to his family and his friends. In canon, he technically made Langa his own skateboard! And then I imagine him making upgrades to everyone's stuff and then giving it to them because he doesn't actually think they'll wear it(they do end up wearing it!)

Other reasons why his love language is Gift-Giving(and more scenarios!):

- Just imagine him making a bouquet and giving it to Hiromi(Shadow) because Reki thought the flowers reminded him of Hiromi! Also Reki with flowers is just beautiful in its own way.

~"You're giving flowers to a florist...?" Hiromi was confused by the red head's action.

Reki blushes red in embarrassment. "I completely forgot you were a florist for a second, but I really thought that these flowers suited you!" He said, pushing the flowers into Hiromi's arm. "If you don't like them it's fine! I finished what I was doing here anyways!" He turns around and runs down the streets.

Hiromi nearly cackles at the boy's face before he remembers the flowers and looks down on them. "Hmm... yellow and orange tulips accompanied with white dahlias," Hiromi opens the book of Floriography and widens his eyes. He lets out a laugh. "Seriously that kid!" A light smile was carved on his face as he took out a vase and placed the flowers inside of it.

It is said that whenever you walk by Tulip, you will see an orange-haired florist either admiring the orange flowers in the vase or tending to them. There is no in-between.

- Him redesigning Kaoru's mask because Cherry Blossom's plain black is not enough for the red head!

~ Reki has been working on this mask for days now and he is now regretting his decision.

"What if he hates it?" Reki confesses to Kojiro. "JOE, what if he doesn't like it?"

"Kid," Kojiro takes the boy by his shoulders. "I saw the design and it looked amazing! If that four-eyes doesn't like it, then he has bad taste and you should just make something for me instead."

"Gorilla, what are you trying to do now?"

"Cherry!" Both Reki and Kojiro let out, surprised by his sudden appearance.

"When did you sneak up?" The latter asks.

"I wasn't sneaking up. I guess you were just too invested in trying to force him to make you something."

"I wasn't forcing the kid to make me something!" Kojiro throws his hands up. He then faces Reki. "Listen kid, this is your chance," Reki gulps. "I'm just going to go over... there," He points into the direction of a bunch of ladies. "Come to me if he refuses!" He said, waving the two goodbye.

After Kojiro leaves earshot, Kaoru turns over to Reki. "Heard you have something for me?" He beckons.

"Yeah, I do actually," Reki fidgets.

"It can't be any worse than the gorilla's gift to me," When Reki gives Kaoru a confused look, he elaborates. "He gave me a VIP ticket to a gay bar." Reki stifles a laugh. "He thought that since I wasn't interested in girls, I was interested in men." Kaoru sends a glare over to the green-haired. "He's not wrong but I didn't want it so I ripped it up in front of his face." Reki couldn't contain his laughter. "What I'm saying is that you don't have to worry about anything, you can just give it to me, I won't mind,"

"No use hiding it now," Reki shakes his head as he takes a box from behind his back. "You don't have to use it, I just thought it would look cool on you!" He scrambles to say when Kaoru didn't say anything after opening the box.

Kaoru could feel a smile forming on his face and he was ever so glad for his own mask. "Nonetheless, it would be terrible manners if I don't try it on." Turning his back to Reki, he takes off his old mask and puts on the new one. "Not bad." He said, when he felt the soft fabric touch his face. "I like it,"

"Really?"

"Yeah," Kaoru smiles, ruffling the boy's head. "I like it."

And apparently Kaoru liked it so much that he ends up wearing it all the time when he goes to "S".

- Reki does end up making something for Kojiro and it just so happens to be an apron decorated with the sun tattoo that Kojiro has and a skateboard.

~ Reki opens the door to Sia La Luce as Kojiro pops his head out of the workroom.

"Reki?" Kojiro questions when he recognizes the boy. "What are you doing here? Don't you have part-time job or something?"

"No part-time work today!" Reki says, as he slides into the counter seat, making sure that the bag that he came in with was out of sight. "So I came for lunch,"

"'Course you did," Kojiro said. "What do you want?"

"Ramen!"

"This is an Italian restaurant you little-!" He still ends up making shio ramen for Reki. When Reki finishes the ramen, he reaches for the bag.

"JOE,"

"Hm?" Kojiro said, without looking up from washing the dishes.

"I got something for you,"

"Oh?" Now he looks up, interested in whatever Reki had in store for him.

"You don't have to wear it! But I thought I would give you something too!" Reki says as he hands the bag over. Kojiro looks in and pulls through a maroon apron with his little sun tattoo in the corner and a skateboard on the bottom right. "I wanted it to match what you already have..."

"Reki... You are so talented!" Kojiro beams at him.

"Huh?"

"I'm going to wear this from now on! Wait! Let me go try it on, stay right there." Kojiro leaves and then returns a few minutes later wearing the apron. "How's it?"

"Um, you look great?" Reki says uncertainty.

"I do, don't I?" Kojiro said as he picked up the end of the apron. "It's because of your handiwork, kiddo. Good job on this." Kojiro pats the boy's shoulder and he sees the kid grin back.

- Reki making Langa and Miya plushies! A snow monster plushie for Langa and a cat plushie for Miya.

~ "Here you go!" Reki said as he handed the plushies to them.

"Reki... Is this..?" Langa looks expectantly at Reki and is answered with Reki's grin. "I love it!"

"Hehe! I sure hope so! I worked hard on making it for you,"

Thank you, Reki." Langa smiles at him and Reki blinks in surprise before nervously chuckling in response.

Miya stares at his cat plushie silently. The red-haired boy notices. "What is it, Miya? You don't like it?"

"Why are you giving this to me?" He asks.

"Why can't I?" Reki answers. "You're my friend! And I wanted to make something for you. If you don't like it, I can change it to something else-"

Miya hisses at him when he tries to reach for the cat plushie. "Who said I don't like it! I was just wondering the reason..."

"So you like it?" Miya realizes what he said and turns red.

"No! Shut up, you slime! I'm just taking it because it would be stupid not to," He said, but he also embraces the cat plushie.

Reki laughs and ruffles Miya's hair which results in Miya trying to scratch him again. Thank god... Reki thinks as he watches them smile at their gifts.

- Reki buys a handcuff and gives it to Ainosuke in his ADAM form, telling him to kindly get himself into jail. Tadashi has to stop Ainosuke from ordering another beef with Reki.

- Reki makes lunch bentos every morning and makes sure that they are all in his family's backpack. Him buying his little siblings favorite snacks and putting them in their room because big brother Reki is just <33!!

Bakugou Katsuki: Acts Of Service

Katsuki would definitely be Acts Of Service because he has a hard time expressing his words in anything that's not insults and he doesn't like Physical Touch because his sweat is highly toxic, as it acts rather similar to nitroglycerin. He would be Acts Of Service because he would probably try to express his feelings in ways that are not obvious.

Reasons as to why Acts Of Service is his Love Language(+ Extra):

- I'm pretty sure Katsuki canonically helps the Bakusquad study and even if it's not canon, it's such a cute headcanon!

~ "Crap...!" Mina groans into her hands at the end of class. "How could Cementoss just drop such a bomb on us?" She said, "My average!"

"You have it better, my average is already in the failing grade," Denki comically cries into Hanta's arm. "Serooo! Help me!"

Hanta pats the blond. "Kaminari, just because I'm passing in his class does not mean I am capable of tutoring others." Denki gasps as he pushes his head away from Hanta's arm.

"Betrayed by my best friend! How could you do this to me!"

"I thought I was your best friend," Eijiro said. Denki looks over and drapes himself over the red-head.

"Kirishima is my only best friend now!" He declares as Eijiro chuckles.

Katsuki passes by his desk and slaps the back of Denki's head, which results in an 'ow' coming from the boy. "Shut up, dunce face!" He scowls. "Come to the common room at 5 PM. Bring your textbooks." He said, staring at all of them and then he left.

"D-Did..." Mina stared wide-eyed at Katsuki's back.

"Did the almighty Bakugou Katsuki just offer to tutor us?!" Denki finishes for her. Eijiro sighs and Hanta shrugs his shoulders.

"I'm just going to go," Hanta said. "Wouldn't want my tutor to get mad at me for being late!"

"Same," Eijiro agrees. He turns to the pink-haired girl and the yellow-haired boy. "You guys coming?"

The two shook out of their thoughts, stood up and replied simultaneously. "Yeah!" The group left the classroom and walked into the dormitory.

When they took the test next week, all they showed to Katsuki was the highest score they've ever gotten and Katsuki would deny them if they ever asked him if he was proud of them.

- Katsuki cooking for his classmates is also something he would do! Despite them being children, I feel that they might forget to eat meals sometimes and for such a healthy and organized person as Katsuki, that was just no good.

~ "Don't these extras know that if they don't eat they won't be able to work efficiently?" Katsuki frowns as he stomps into the kitchen and opens the fridge. It takes awhile for him to take out the ingredients and prepare all of them. Cooking for 19 other students was not an easy task.

He ties the apron around his waist and begins cooking. Slowly but surely, he could hear footsteps descending from the stairs and soon Katsuki could feel the stares on him. Dumbasses. He thinks, trying to hide his smirk when he hears them whispering to one another.

Shouto enters the kitchen. "Bakugou, do you need help?"

"Hah?" Katsuki doesn't spare him a glance but Shouto could see that his eyes narrowed. "I don't need your help in the kitchen, Icy-Hot. Just go set the table," He said, focused on cooking this stew.

"Okay," The heterochromatic boy nods before taking some plates and then going to the table and placing them down. The other students followed his example as they took the utensils and set them onto the table. As each classmate takes their seat, Katsuki finishes.

"Here extras!" A frenzy grin on Katsuki's face. "Eat it all up," He said, and all the classmates dug in.

"This is so good!" Mina exclaims as she takes a spoonful of the stew.

"Of course it is!" Izuku beams. "Kacchan made it!"

"Shut it, nerd,"

"Meanie Kacchan," Izuku pouts, but everyone knows that they were just teasing one another.

- Our little pomeranian making sure that everyone was okay after a villain attack and helping Recovery Girl because he knows first-aid much better than the idiots of Class 1A.

~ "Ow! Ow! Ow! OW!" Denki screams as Katsuki tightens the bandage. "Kacchan-"

"Don't call me Kacchan."

"-You don't have to be so rough on me!" Katsuki clicks his tongue when Denki whines.

"Go sit over there," Katsuki gestures to the classmates that have already been patched up. As Denki begrudgingly moves, Katsuki calls the next one, "Four-eyes!" Tenya limps over and takes a seat in front of him. Katsuki scans over the injuries and curses under his breath. "Seriously, would it kill for you guys to f*cking pay attention to your surroundings so you don't get hit by flailing wires." He mumbles.

Tenya overhears and chuckles. "Sorry Bakugou, I was too busy evacuating the civilians. I will be sure to follow your advice next time!"

"Good," Katsuki said, before checking over his work in bandaging the wound. "You're good, now go. I got other patients."

"Yes!" Tenya leaves as Katsuki calls up the next student.

Recovery Girl glances over, watches as Katsuki wraps Izuku's entire arm in bandages and then flicks the green-haired boy off, and smiles to herself. What a kid... She thinks, as she heals another patient. He doesn't realize he's such a great friend, does he?

- Katsuki helping out the girls when Minoru bothers them, carrying their shopping bags begrudgingly, and the only person knowledgeable enough about periods to be the heat pack for the girls.

- Him helping Hitoshi getting into Class A but in return, Hitoshi has to use his quirk on him. Katsuki calms Hitoshi before he gets too scared to use his quirk.

- Katsuki and the kids(Eri, Kota, Mahoro and Katsuma) bonding because its cute. Technically, he's babysitting them on the behalf of the other adults but bonding is a cuter word.

Kuroba Kaito: Quality Time

Kaito's Love Language would be quality time because he knows how it feels to have something stripped away from your future when you thought you would have forever with that person. He would want to spend time with his friends, being there for them, and making memories with them because Kaito knows how dangerous his night-job is and wants to leave some happy memories behind.

Some Reasons why his love language is Quality Time(and scenarios!):

- Kaito taking(*kidnapping*) Aoko and her father out to hangout because they are the last bits of family he has left, especially after his father died and his mother is distant.

~ "Aoko! Nakamori-keibu!" He shouts at the door and waits with a cheeky grin on his face. A few moments later, a freshly awakened Nakamori Ginzo opens the door. The older one rubs his eyes and then blinks in surprise.

"Kaito-kun?!" Kaito responds with a grin.

"Hey there! Is Aoko awake?"

"Not yet," Ginzo responsed. "Come on in," Kaito gladly takes the invite as he takes off his shoes, leaving them at the entrance and makes a beeline straight to the kitchen. "Why are you here, Kaito-kun?"

"I'll be kidnapping you guys today!" He said with a cheery voice as he took a few eggs out of the fridge and some other things. "Wake Aoko for me please," Kaito asks as he cooks breakfast. Ginzo looks at Kaito, shrugs and then leaves to wake Aoko.

A few minutes later, a ruffled Aoko walks down the stairs drowsy and sleepy. The moment she sees Kaito, she pounces on him. "Bakaito! What are you doing waking me up so early on Saturday?!"

"Ow! Ow! Aoko! Stop that!" Kaito tries to pry her off. "I just got tickets to an aquarium and wanted to invite you guys," He says at last. Aoko stops grabbing his ears and stares down at Kaito.

"Is it the newly opened one?"

"Yeah," Aoko jumps down, rushing to her seat as Kaito rubs his ears with a light wince.

"Could've told me early!" She said, as she chews on the fluffy scrambled eggs. Ginzo takes his seat and beckons Kaito to sit as well. Kaito complies as he sits between Aoko and Ginzo.

"You know Kaito-kun, you should give the ticket to someone else-"

"No!" Aoko and Kaito said in unison, as Ginzo was taken aback. "We're taking you with us, whether you like it or not!" Aoko pouts, crosses her arms, staring down at her dad. Ginzo sweatdrops and agrees at the end. Kaito and Aoko share a clap and as soon as they finish breakfast, they're off to the aquarium.

The trio had a good time and Kaito took enough pictures to last a lifetime.

- Kaito hesitantly agrees to Akako's idea of shopping with him and they actually spend a day every month acting like normal teenagers, not teenagers with secrets that burden them.

~ Akako dragged the black-haired around, constantly pointing at certain things that she sees through the windows. Sometimes, they stop and actually enter the store only to come out empty-handed.

"That's a magical item, you know?" Akako whispers to Kaito. Kaito raises an eyebrow as he follows her finger's direction until it lands on... a fish.

"GYAHHH!" He screams, as Akako giggles like a maniac. "Akako!" He pouts, glaring at her, as he trembles. The navy blue-haired witch laughs, before wiping the tears that formed out of her eyes. "How could you do that? I trusted you," Kaito squats to the floor, head buried into his knees. When he doesn't respond after a few seconds, Akako grew worried.

"Kuroba?" She asks. He doesn't react and her red eyes glanced around, a bit frantically. When she crouches to meet Kaito at eye-level, Kaito takes his head out of his arms and grins at her.

"Boo," He said, as Akako widened her eyes before narrowing them in disdain.

"I can't believe you," She huffs out, crossing her arms when she stands. "I actually thought you were crying,"

"Aww, thanks for caring, Akako! But I have grown far past the crying stage," Kaito replied as he stood up and brushed a piece of her hair behind her ear. "Besides, this is payback for scaring me." He smiles, before walking off into a random direction.

Akako sighed but she should have realized that this was what she signed up for when she asked him to come shopping with her and then scaring him. Watching Kaito's back, she feels strangely relieved. I wonder what else you have for me. Akako smirks, her palm hiding it. When Kaito turns around, she forces a poker face and watches as Kaito gestures towards her. She started walking towards him as he waited for her.

When they're right next to each other once more, Kaito starts up a small talk, keeping Akako occupied, as the two set off to walk around once more.

- Despite Kaito's dislike towards Saguru, he has to admit that the detective was a good person and a good challenge. And he's not going to let him go sick a day before his heist, so he'll stay with him, whether Saguru knows it or not.

~ Saguru sneezes again after Baaya takes his temperature. "How's it?" He asks, sickness clear in his dry voice. Baaya shook her head disapprovingly.

"You shouldn't have played in the snow, botchama," Baaya shows him his temperature. Even through the blurriness in his eyes, he could see the blaring 104 degrees. He groans, as the sweat drips down his neck. Damn it, Kuroba! Was this his way to prevent me from going to the heist? He thinks, as he coughs. Baaya hands the boy his medicine, in which he takes it without much complaint.

"You can go now, Baaya," Saguru dismisses her as he lays uncomfortably on his bed. After a few minutes, he drifted into dreamless sleep.

When he wakes again, he feels even worse. And the voices behind the door don't do his headache any justice. "C-Come in," He stumbles over his words, when Saguru tries to sit up and drink some water.

"Oh my, botchama!"

"Jeez Hakuba!"

Amongst the 2 voices, his eyes widened at the second. "Kuroba-kun?" He questions, squinting to try and see the boy. Kaito comes into view a few seconds later when he's right in front of Saguru's face. "What are you doing-" Saguru coughs, his chest shaking. "-here?" He finishes.

"To deliver your homework, Hakubastard," Kaito says, but he's worried. Was Hakuba really that sick? He wonders, before trying to compare temperatures with their foreheads. Kaito's cold hands were a blessing to Saguru as he melts into the coolness. He's really out of it... Kaito's eyes shine with guilt. I didn't realize he gets sick so easily. "Sorry, Hakuba," He apologizes under his breath.

"Hmn?" Was all Saguru replies, his eyes closed as he leaned into the cold.

"Botchama! You need to lie down!" Baaya interrupts them and pushes Saguru against the bed. She changes the towel, replacing the old one with a cooler one. "And you!" She turns to Kaito, whose wide eyes stared at her. "You need to go," She says softly, "I can't have you ruin Saguru-botchama's rest."

"Yeah, sure," He answers, but as Kaito leaves, his eyes are still on Saguru's sick form. As Kaito walks down the hallway, he asks Baaya, "Where's his parents?"

Baaya, clearly confused by his question, only answers, "Out,"

"Oh," The boy, Baaya noted, seemed to have reached a conclusion. "Uh, I think I left something on Hakuba's night desk, can I go get it?" Baaya sighs.

"What is it? I'll get it for you instead,"

"Oh no, I can get it myself," Kaito insists. "Please?" Baaya takes a look at his puppy eyes, sighed, and waved him off.

As Kaito rushes down the hallway, Baaya groans into her hands. "I'm too old for this," She mutters, continuing her way down the hall. On the other hand, Kaito reaches Saguru's side. He looks around and finds a pen and some paper. Slowly, he writes a few sentences and wishes him a safe and healthy recovery. Kaito looks at the closet, takes an extra pair of pajamas, does some magic and changes Saguru's clothes. Throwing the old clothes drenched in sweat aside, Kaito makes sure to wipe his sweat away and place the letter on Saguru's night desk.

Kaito quickly leaves the building, making sure that Baaya sees him go before disguising himself as a maid and reentering the building. Sneaking back to Saguru's room, he began to do what all maids did: housework.

When Saguru wakes up the next morning, his fever has gone down and he feels a smooth fabric in his hand. "What's this?" He questions when he sees a white glove in his palm. His eyes drifted to the letter. KID? He thinks when he notices the little KID doodle in the corner. Did Kuroba stay? Saguru widens his eyes in surprise before chuckling, smiling to himself as he reads the letter.

- (Just realized that the last one wasn't really Quality Time but I kinda liked it ;-; So instead have this:) Kaito forces Saguru to come and buy KID merch with him and bump into Shinichi and Heiji. Kaito then grabs all of them and practically drags the detectives all around for KID merch. Every single detective now has to go home with a KID plushy, a KID pin, and KID idol fan.

- Kaitou KID spending time with Sonoko and even offering her an interview because he heard from Shinichi how much of a fan Sonoko was. The interview, when uploaded onto Youtube, gains over 1.5 million views and KID now has a new phone number(on the separate phone used for Kaitou KID and not his personal phone)

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tsukishimaenthusiast · 5 years ago

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Hello, could you do 3rd gym squad having a big fight with their s/o in front of their respective teams ? Thanks in Advance! I love your writing 😇

tsukishima, kuroo, bokuto, and akaashi fighting with their s/o in front of their teams

this ended up being HELLA angsty,,, lowkey pained me to write ngl😔

from high demand, here’s pt.2 for when you finish: pt.2

tsukishima:

even though tsukishima had been avoiding you all day, he ran into you before heading to practice

he was about to walk right past you and go into the gym but you grabbed his arm

“kei, can you least talk to me!?”

he forcefully pulled him arm out of your grip

“no. i’m not in the mood to talk to you right now.”

you threw your hands up in the air, “well what the fuck did i even do?!”

yachi came out of nowhere and began watching you guys argue in distress

you rarely ever raised your voice at tsukishima, mainly because you never had a reason…. but you just couldn’t deal with his childishness today

“you let that idiot from fifth period flirt with you all day! did you not see him ogling at your tits?! god.. and then you went even closer to him. it’s like you were trying to do something.”

“woahhhh there, tsukishima. you shouldn’t say that,” daichi cautioned.

you didn’t know when it had happened, but the rest of karasuno had now been surrounding you guys

you watched sugawara walk up to daichi and whisper, “hey, maybe we shouldn’t interfere.”

“tsukki, don’t say that about y/n!”, yamaguchi blurted

you couldn’t even focus on the team watching because all you could think about what was tsukishima just said

“are you fucking kidding me right now? i can’t believe you just said that to me. fuck you.”

you walked away from tsukki and the team

nishinoya was about to go after you but asahi pulled him back

“oi, are you gonna do something about this?!”, tanaka questioned

“no, let’s just get on with practice,” tsukishima muttered while walking into the gym

kuroo:

you and kuroo have been on edge recently

he’s been spending wayyy too much time on volleyball

like you understand he’s the captain and has duties, but even during his free time, he wouldn’t go out of his way to see you or hang out with you

“y/n, what do you need? you know i start practice soon.”

you folded your arms, “that’s just it! you always have practice. all the time,” you started raising your voice

“i’m literally the fucking captain. i have to be here. you knew what you were getting yourself into when we started dating.”

yaku pulled up to the scene

“yo! what’s going on here?”, he shouted

“not right now, yaku,” kuroo retorted

it’s weird cause, kuroo would never raise his voice at you… but he yelled at yaku

“i know that. but even on your days off, you never see me! ….. it’s like you don’t even care..”

you felt your voice crack during your last sentence

“you know i care, y/n! it’s just-“

“oh it’s just what, tetsuro? do you even want to be with me anymore?”

“don’t think that, y/n!”, blurted lev

“actually. you know what, don’t answer that,” you whispered

taketora looked at you with a hurt expression, then he looked back at kuroo

you didn’t even realize the rest of the team showed up

“y/n….”

kuroo was going to say something but you turned around and started to walk away, pain overflowing your heart

kenma walked up to your equally hurt boyfriend, “kuro.”

“but i-i can’t miss practice today, i-“

coach nekomata walked out to the gym and towards the team

“go speak to her, kuroo.”

kuroo mouthed a “thank you” and quickly ran after you

bokuto:

for the past week, you’ve been trying to get bokuto to focus more on school

“babe, i understand you want to have fun and just play volleyball, but you need to pay more attention to your grades. you’re borderline failing two classes!”

“it doesn’t matter, y/n! i’ve already been scouted… i don’t have to worry about school anymore.”

you sighed. “koutaro, it doesn’t matter if you’ve already been scouted or not. you need to continue applying yourself in class!”

washio put a hand on your shoulder, “y/n, don’t get too heated.”

you looked at him and flashed an annoyed smile, not caring if you seemed rude

“i don’t understand why you’re so invested in this… just let it go,” bokuto exhorted

you scoffed at him, “it’s because i CARE, jerkoff.”

at this point, you were livid that bokuto wasn’t really listening to what you were trying to say

you noticed yukie and kaori were trying to calm you down, too

akaashi quickly spoke up, “bokuto-san, i think y/n is just trying to look out for you.”

when did everyone else even show up?

bokuto looked back at you, “well she doesn’t have to, i can take care of myself.”

some of the first years were shocked… they never heard their senpai say something like that before

konoha tried to make light of the situation by making a joke, “okay bokuto, we all know that isn’t true.”

“whatever,” was all you could say before walking away from the group

bokuto stood there for one minute before realizing what had just happened

the team discussed how he should try to fix things with you before letting him chase after you

akaashi:

“keiji, what’s not clicking?! can’t you see that she constantly talks over me and interrupts me just so she can get your attention?”

you and akaashi has been arguing after school about some girl in your homeroom

“y/n, i think you’re overthinking things,” he tried to reason

“but i’m not! she always subtly touches your arms and shit… and you let her!”

akaashi seems annoyed now

“i can’t even recall things like that happening,” he stated

“yea, cause you’re sooo oblivious to this chick blatantly flirting with you.”

akaashi ran his fingers through his hair and you realized that some of his teammates started surrounding you guys

“you’re acting like a child right now. she’s not flirting with me, okay? end of discussion.”

konoha raises his eyebrows and mutters an “oh shit.”

“did you just dismiss me?”

you were no longer yelling at this point, that’s how everyone knew you were pissed

bokuto reached out towards you “hey, y/n-“

you moved away before he could comfort you

“no, bokuto, don’t touch me right now.”

he seemed hurt by your remark, but at this point, you didn’t even care

“you know what? fine. if you want to let this girl be all over you, so be it.”

akaashi let out a sigh. “baby, c’mon. you know it’s not-“

you left before he could finish his sentence

bokuto started speaking up, “akaashi, i think you should talk to y/n.”

kaori: “yea.. in a way where you guys listen to what each other has to say.”

akaashi put his head down.

“no… i think we need some time to recollect our thoughts.”

he left his team stunned by his response as he began to walk away, too

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I Deserve You

Pairings : Tamaki Amajiki x Reader

Writing Style : 3rd Person

Warnings : Mild Cussing

Word Count : 3091

3rd Person's POV

The Day of the School Festival, After stressful Days of practicing dance moves for the Preparation of Class 1-A's show everything was going smoothly. Everyone was having Fun And Y/n was too. She was playing the Violin while Bakugou played the Drums, Tokoyami and Denki with the guitar, Jiro and y/n also shared the vocals and Momo with the Keyboard.

Y/n was Having Fun seeing all her peers enjoying the show they put on but something was missing and she was desperately searching for a certain someone to watch the show. Mirio was there... But where was Tamaki?.

Y/n was having fun... Was... After finally confirming that Tamaki did not come to watch her mood immediately dampened.

She had been crushing on this 3rd year male from the very beginning and she did not try to hide it. In fact she would go try to catch him in any way, she'd flirt with him, court him, confess to him, give gifts to him but all the boy ever did was Shy away from her, he'd return her gifts and he'd even run away.

Even though y/n would either laugh it off or smile. It hurt pretty damn much. And now she was actually hoping he'd show up to atleast show that he cares but no he was not here.

Her heart dropped knowing fully well that he didn't care. And as their show finally ended. She had a blank expression plastered on her face making her classmates worry.

Because she was always expressive and smiling, her face always filled with emotions and her eyes lively and fiery. But now she looked different.

" Y/n-chan! Are you ok? " Mina was the first to ask and her classmates looked at her having the same question as the pink haired girl.

" Yeah I'm fine... I'm just tired " Y/n tried faking a smile but this time. It was too painful to do.

She was completely smitten for Tamaki.

" Bullshit, it's pretty clear that you aren't. And let's be honest here. When were you actually tired? Never. " Bakugou grumbled as y/n raised her brow gazing at the boy before shrugging her shoulders and walking away ignoring the calls of her classmates.

" Guys... Let's give her some time alone " That was the last comment she heard before she disappeared into the crowd.

She needed to get her mind off of things and what's the better way to do it than eating Takoyaki while watching the beauty pageant held by U.A.

Y/n was surprised to see Nejire senpai showing her talent , Nejire flying from above the ground. She looked beautiful but then y/n heard the familiar voice of the person she was searching for earlier.

" She looks like a fairy... Like this... So happy... And smiling brightly " Those exact words came from Tamaki who was standing beside her and she didn't notice.

Her eyes trailed up to Tamaki's eyed which were concentrated on Nejire's dancing figure and she couldn't believe it. The warmth and.... Love Tamaki's eyes showed while looking at Nejire was painful.

She wanted to do nothing but throw up all the food she consumed and bury herself under the ground. How could she be so blind? Of course Tamaki liked Nejire, He was close to her. They were friends while he and y/n are not, Nejire was powerful, Kind, Smart and very beautiful.

Y/n's heart felt like it had been stung by a thousand needles and she wanted to cry but somehow the tears refused to come out.

After a few moments of Tamaki looking at Nejire he felt someone looking at him and he tried looking around to see who it was and when his eyes landed on a pair of E/c orbs his heart jumped.

Oh no, is he gonna get jumped again by this clingy yet adorable Kohai?.

" Y-y-y/n! " Tamaki stammered jumping back as he strare back at y/n who gave him an unreadable expression.

He was expecting the usual, with y/n clinging onto him and flirting with him till his face turns as red as a tomato but to his shock she just turned around and left.

He was frozen in place. He couldn't comprehend what happened to that girl he began to feel anxious.

' Does she hate me?.... Shouldn't that be good she'll finally leave me alone... Wait someone hating me isn't good!... But.. Why am I so bothered by it? ' he silently thought to himself.

He watched the retreating figure of y/n and he suddenly had a powerful urge to grab her and pull her back .

Meanwhile, y/n who was walking away from the show was about to burst in tears but she slapped herself chanting more than a hundred times that she shouldn't cry.

So she stood strong and sucked it up. Wiping a small droplet of tears that was threatening to spill at any moment.

Maybe it's for the better. She'll find someone else... Hopefully. For now she should try to forget about him and move on. Act like she doesn't know him.

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After that Day everything changed which got everyone questioning.

' What's wrong with y/n?'

She became a little distant and cold it was hard to believe but still, she did show unconditional care and love for her classmates but everyone couldn't help but worry since she never seemed to say anything and if one of them asked, she'd change the subject or walk away like she didn't hear anything.

What shocked them the most was how she had been Avoiding Their senpai, Tamaki like he was the plague or something. Usually she'd be seen hanging with them during lunch or walking with Tamaki during break time but now she isn't. During lunch she sat with the Izuku squad, when she passed by The Big three she'd either take a detour or pretend like she didn't see them in the first place.

Tamaki, Tamaki was conflicted, he was so confused, he felt like his heart was eating him up only to spit it out again, he felt like there was something gone something he longed, something he missed. And he knew it was y/n. He was gloomier than normal and Every time he sees y/n through the halls his heart swells up expecting her to run at him and hug him... Tell him she likes him but no. That's not what happened, what happened was that she avoided him , she ignored him and she pretended like she didn't know him.

And he never knew it hurt this bad he felt so upset he wanted to bang his head on the wall and cry his pain out.

What did he do wrong though?, what got her so worked up to treat him like this? that she made it so painful for him?. Didn't she say she loved him? Then where was all that affection now? Where was that attention she used to shower him with?. Where was his y/n? The one that loved him?.

Did she find someone else? Does she not want him anymore? Did she finally notice that He's not worth her time? Is she finally going to leave him?.

Is This how she felt when Tamaki ignored her? When he ran away from her because his heart couldn't handle so much love knowing he can't hold back for any longer and just kiss her. If this is how it felt like he didn't want it! He wanted her back.

Those negative thoughts were what occupied Tamaki's mind and he never noticed the small droplets of tears trailing down his cheeks that Made Mirio and Hado panic.

" What's wrong Amajiki? " Hado asked and Tamaki couldn't help but muttered his worries.

" .... She doesn't love me Anymore "

" You mean y/n? Nonsense she probably didn't notice you walking by" Mirio tried to comfort his friend but it was no use, He just wanted y/n back.

" For a whole month?.... She didn't notice us for a whole month? She never came to our classroom or ate with us anymore... She didn't wait or approach me down the halls. She didn't even spare me a glance " Tamaki muttered and Mirio was honestly surprised to hear his friend utter a sentence without Stuttering.

This was serious. And somehow they needed to fix this. For Tamaki.

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" Ok Class, We'll be training with the Big 3 for the next Week because they'll be grading you based on what they have observed " Aizawa sensei announced and the whole class was hyped. Well most of them.

There was a specific girl who did not appreciate this at all.

And she was y/n.

The big three were standing infront of them with Mirio and Nejire Flashing worried glances at Tamaki.

Tamaki had his eyes on y/n who refused to acknowledge his existence and it hurt so bad.

When she finally did look at him. For the first time in forever he actually had the courage to smile and wave at her but y/n kept a cold facade ignoring his wave and smile and all she did was look back to her side and ignore him.

That action was noticed by everyone in the room.

Even Aizawa sensei who usually acted tough and uncaring was worried for his student because she was acting really out of character.

He questioned her classmates about it and they started explaining what they had noticed and observed too and honestly he hated seeing even One of his children like this and on cue the big 3 but mostly Mirio and Nejire tried to convince him to let the three of them train his students but he knew fully well that it was so Y/n and Tamaki could interact.

He wasn't against the idea since he wanted the same y/n back also.

So he asked permission from principal Nezu who didn't mind the idea at all and it led to this .

" Now each member of the big three will be given an assistant and I'll personally be the one to assign them. Uraraka you'll be Nejire's assistant, Midoriya you'll be Mirio's and Amajiki your assistant will be Y/n--" Aizawa sensei was cut off by y/n who clearly didn't like the idea.

" What? No!... I mean... Pick another assistant... I'm not good at being One " Y/n knew her excuse was lame but that's the best she could do.

However, Her denial made Tamaki Dizzy with nervousness with all the insecurities coming back a pained expression painted on his face as he stared at y/n who stood her ground.

Mirio rubbed Tamaki's Back while whispering.

" It's gonna be ok. You still have a week "

" Well sorry but it's been decided. If you want to back out because you can't handle it then do it but you'll have a failing grade if you do " Aizawa didn't mean to threaten his student but this has gone far enough. She's turning into a cold heartless girl. And he didn't like that.

" Fine.... I'll Do it... " Y/n muttered looking down on her desk.

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3 Days had passed and Tamaki was nowhere near successful. He never knew that y/n could be this cold. If he knew he would never have made her mad in the first place.

Her words stung and it hurt so much he had to hide in the bathroom for an hour to calm down and convince himself that it's fine and that she didn't mean it but she was brutal with her words.

She did a pretty good job not talking to him though and it was extremely hard to even get her to look at him.

He was starting to lose hope, he was planning on a hundred ways of apologizing but somehow none of them were ever successful.

He has two days left to find out and this time he was more than determined to do so.

Aizawa was kind enough to assign him and y/n to clean up the gym after training and still y/n didn't even talk to him. Not even once.

" Y-You K-know y-you're really pretty... Today " Tamaki complimented earning another cold silence from the girl.

He couldn't take it anymore.

He grabbed her arm, turned her around and clung onto her. His arms wrapping around her very being along with y/n's arms restraining her.

Y/n had no idea Tamaki was this strong... No wonder he's part of the big three but that isn't the point right now.

" Let me Go! " Y/n yelled as she began squirming.

" No! " Tamaki yelled back and that only made y/n more violent, wiggling and kicking as much as she could. She kinda felt bad when she heard Pained Grunt from Tamaki.

" D-Do... You Hate me that M-Much? W-what did I Do? " Tamaki's voice was hoarse and broken and then y/n noticed how he was looking at her with big eyes and there running down his cheeks.

" .... " She was speechless.

" Please Answer me... And... And... And I'll finally ... L-leave you alone " Tamaki practically begged as more tears spilled out of his eyes.

" ... Why are you doing this exactly? " Y/n asked and Tamaki slowly let go of her and he kneeled down on the ground unable to contain his emotions. The crippling anxiety attacks he had whenever he felt a powerful surge of emotions slap him the face.

" I-I Love you " He managed to choose out between sobs.

" Really? Don't you Like Nejire? When I was chasing you.. You ran away from me... On the School Festival... I was hoping you'd watch our show but you didn't... I looked for you everywhere and now you say that? Don't lie to me... I heard your comment about Nejire... You managed to watch her show but... Why not ours?.... " This time it was y/n's turn to have tears falling down her soft cheeks as she covered her mouth with the back of her hand to prevent any sobs to escape her lips.

" I d-d-don't like her like that! I thought I should be happy that you're gone but I'm not! I'm miserable! And that D-D-Day at the School festival.... I-I thought of you as a friend but it got me thinking... W-Why would I buy you a custom made bracelet if I only liked you as a friend!?... I didn't manage to watch the show because... I was working extra shift at F-Fatgum's stall to pay for the bracelet I b-bought you.... The reason why I stood beside you during the pageant was because I wanted to give it to you... But y-you walked away before I even had the chance to!... T-Then I finally understood my feelings... Why I made is much effort to design the bracelet myself and have it custom made... It was because I love you!... A-And you started avoiding.... M-M-Me... You started pushing me away and ignoring me... It hurts! It really hurts! I-I though you found someone else... I thought you thought I was pathetic! I t-thought you f-finally r-r-realized that you could do so much better at picking g-guys who aren't me... I had so much negative thoughts running through my head... B-Because I was so scared of l-losing you... " Tamaki forced himself to say how he really efly without stuttering but it was no use. He couldn't help it with all the sobs caught in his throat.

Y/n was speechless then her heart started clenching in pain, her heart dropped to her stomach seeing how much pain she caused him. Realizing How terrible she had been.

One time out of worry she actually went inside the boy's bathroom only to hear Tamaki hyperventilating inside. She was so worried she asked mirio to check on him.

She couldn't help the tears cascading out of her eyes that were red and puffy.

She looked down at Tamaki who was clutching his hand on his chest choking on his own sobs.

She felt so horrible. She sat down infront of him towards her and pressing her lips against his shutting him off. He sobbed in between the kiss but nonetheless he shyly kissed back with tears running down his face. The same with y/n who had tears on her eyes as well.

When she finally pulled back her forehead was pressed against his as she stared at him with loving eyes.

Those eyes.... He missed that... He craved that. The way she looked at him with so much love without judgement.

" You Dumbass.... I don't need a fancy Bracelet... I just wanted you... Nothing could compare to You.... Your simple presence is enough to make me happy... That day... I just wanted you.. And you should know that.... I love you... I'd pick you any day over some fancy bracelet " Y/n smiled and Tamaki who was rendered speechless at what she said crawled closer towards her to connect his lips with hers once again this time he had the courage to dominate the kiss.

He pulled back abruptly as he wrapped his arms around her waist, his chin resting on her shoulder .

" I-I just... W-Wanted you to see... I'm capable... Of giving you things other guys give their g-girlfriends... " Tamaki whispered making y/n chuckle.

" Really tamaki? I wouldn't pick some random rich bastard off the streets... I want my adorable elf boy " Y/n teased as she blew a puff of air against Tamaki's Ear making him shudder as he backed away. His face turning red.

" D-Don't T-Tease " He whimpered as he fished for something in his pocket.

And then he pulled out a Jade bracelet with y/n carved on it and surrounding it were small diamonds.

" Tama... You didn't have to... It's beautiful " Y/n muttered as Tamaki took her hand sliding the bracelet on her wrist.

" I... You deserve better " Tamaki mumbled.

" Yes I deserve better " Y/n stated and tamaki looked up at her his ears twitching in fear expecting her to take it off but instead she had her arms wrap around his neck giving him a peck on his lips.

" Because "

" I Deserve You "

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