#ichinose tokiya imagines

[shiningwonderland]

Camus (All Star) Memorial

Translator: Mimi (Twitter: _mimisaurora)

Memorial 2 - Doesn't Know What Curry Udon Is

It all started when I walked into the dressing room of a talk show I was scheduled to appear in.

I had just entered the unoccupied dressing room, taking a few steps forward, when I felt a disquieting presence from behind.

“Hn!!”

I quickly turned around and caught as it flew by— 

“Is this.. a pebble?”

It was a small stone, only about three centimeters in diameter.

“Who is it? This kind of thing…”

“Oho? Looks like you caught it, Ichinose. You're pretty good.”

My eyes widened at the sight of the figure looming behind me and emerging from the shadows next to the lockers.

“Camus-san!? Was this pebble yours…?”

“Indeed. It allowed me to see just what kind of a man you are. It seems, as I predicted, you're no ordinary person.”

Camus-san nodded his head gravely. I assumed the dressing room was unoccupied, but it appears he'd been waiting there for some time.

“To see…? I really don’t follow, but I don’t quite approve of the prank.”

I would expect this from Kotobuki-san, not from Camus-san, who I believed to be a relatively serious man.

Who knew he’d do something like this…

The pebble wasn't thrown very hard and wouldn't have hurt even if it did hit me, but it still would have made me upset.

Camus shrugged his shoulders with a nonchalant look on his face when I expressed my thoughts.

“For that I apologize. But I thought it was for the best. Besides, I knew you would avoid or catch it.”

Camus replied and gracefully sat himself down in a folding chair.

“Or could it be that it was just a fluke?”

“No�� I believe I can catch the next one you throw at me.”

“Well, then no harm, no foul.”

Is that right…

I was still left feeling frustrated, but decided not to press the issue any further and settled down in a chair a short distance away from him.

I open the book I brought with me, looking at Camus-san.

What was he trying to accomplish? Aijima-san is a man of many mysteries, but his senpai even more…?

“You seem to still like books.”

“Huh…?”

I didn't understand what he had said for a second, but Camus-san continued indifferently.

“You had brought one with you when we had last performed together.”

“Was that so…?”

“There is no need for you to speak so formally with me, you know. You are the industry veteran here.”

I finally figured it out.

It has been a while since I last shared a dressing room with Camus-san.

He must be remembering that time long ago.

I initially believed him to be a weird man, but perhaps this calls for a new perceptive.

“Not at all… Because I am Tokiya Ichinose, a rookie who has just made his debut.”

“Hm. You’re a man of integrity.”

Camus-san opened his own book and started to read, and I went back to reading myself.

“...”

“...”

I like to be able to focus before work, so I prefer to be with someone who doesn’t talk, but I still could not get over the pebble thing.

What book could he possibly be reading?

I’ve heard Camus-san to be a knowledgeable and well-read person.

It might be a literary work, or…

I glanced over and noticed the title.

‘Everything on Curry Udon.’

Everything on Curry Udon?!

I almost dropped my own book for a second, but I quickly got myself back together.

Everything on Curry Udon…

No, of course, one is free to read whatever books they like.

But this is something someone would never imagine Camus-san to pick.

“...Dostoevsky. You're quite cultured.”

Camus-san suddenly raised his head, looked over at the book in my hand and spoke.

All the while, Camus-san continued to hold the copy of Everything on Curry Udon in his hand.

“No, I wouldn't go as far as to say that… But I have found this translator's take on it intriguing as of late.”

“Hm. …you’re very different from Aijima despite coming from the same class. He only ever reads rubbish.”

“It's probably still hard for Aijima-san to read books in Japanese.”

“That's no excuse. How can someone live in a foreign country without mastering both reading and writing to perfection? That cat is ill-prepared for everything. Don’t you agree?”

“That’s hard for me to say…”

I was at a loss on what to respond, and Camus-san's furrowed brows deepened as he pondered for a moment.

“I have heard you've been working with Aijima recently, I hope he hasn't been causing you any trouble.”

“I have worked with Aijima-san several times, and it's always went well.”

Speaking of working together, Otoya mentioned that he and Camus will be co-starring in an upcoming variety show.

Since Otoya is unpredictable, I worry he'll be a problem.

Camus-san snorted in a dull tone when I told him.

“Hmph. I've gotten used to nuisances, having Aijima around.”

“You say that, but I’m still not accustomed to Otoya’s level of outlandish behavior.”

“Aijima too. That guy has no common sense.”

Both of us nodded at each other in silence, as if we'd just both reminisced.

“That cat lacks wisdom but is unnecessarily proud. Has he experienced any run-ins with the people he’s worked with?”

“From what I know, everything’s been fine. I think Aijima-san possesses a peculiar charm that endears him to people.”

“...I hope that’s the case.”

Camus let out a small sigh and pulled out a new book from his bag, probably having finished reading Everything on Curry Udon.

The new book was… The Curry Udon Lexicon.

Curry udon again.

Is it a favorite of his?

No, it’s probably required reading for work.

It may also be because Camus is a foreigner and is genuinely interested in Japanese food culture…

“...What?”

“It’s nothing. Are you just, by any chance, interested in curry udon?”

“Hm. It's said that even when hunting rabbits, lions put forth their fullest effort.”

That’s entirely unhelpful.

…I don’t understand what that means.

“By the way, Ichinose. I have a question for you. Do you know of a way to eat curry udon without getting your suit dirty?”

“Come again?”

I responded a bit dumbly.

“...I'm asking if there's a way to eat udon without splattering it all over your clothes.”

“I-I see…. The splatter is always unpredictable, so it's difficult to prevent it based solely on how you try to eat it. I recommend using a napkin or something similar.”

“Very well. I suppose there are limits to how refined one can be when trying to eat a commoner's meal.”

“I think it's good manners to make noise when eating foods like udon.”

“To make noise, but with grace… That proves challenging. But if this continues, Kurosaki will be justified...”

Camus thought for a while, then suddenly looked up as if he had just had an idea.

“Which do you think pairs better with curry udon: sugar or honey?”

What?

…This time I didn't have to vocalize anything.

It seems you have to be quick on your feet when talking with Camus-san.

“That's a tough one to answer, but since the soup is sometimes made sweet, neither of them would necessarily be a bad choice. Honey is occasionally added to normal curry as a secret ingredient, so I would personally go with that.”

“That makes sense. Your thinking is very logical.”

“I always strive to be that way. It makes me happy to hear you say so.”

Camus-san nodded gravely.

“If I recall correctly, you’re from Kyushu. Does Kyushu have any speciality udon curries?”

“Any specialty…”

“To tell you the truth, Kurosaki, a simpleton as you are probably aware, mocked me by remarking I didn’t even know what curry udon was. Therefore, I want to present him with a curry udon even he doesn't know about and knock that bastard down a peg.”

“You want to knock him… down a peg.”

“Mhm.”

He looks completely serious about this, but to what extent?

But being counted on for advice isn't something I necessarily dislike.

I told him everything I knew about curry udon.

“Alright. I’ll look further into it. Thank you, Ichinose.”

“It’s no problem at all. I’m happy to help.”

Camus gave a huff and a small smile.

“You have a truly exemplary way with words.”

“Thank you.”

“I'm still nowhere near as proficient as a native speaker. I would like to learn from you. Next time, I'll ask Tsukimiya to show me some of your past TV appearances.”

“That’s fine, although…”

I was anxious for a second.

“How do I put this… It’s not common to add ‘nya’ to the end of words. That’s only…”

“Got it. I understand.”

“That’s good…”

Camus-san flipped through the pages of his book with a contented look on his face.

His eyes suddenly widened.

“Oh!”

“What is it?”

“Look at this!”

The page that was thrust before me contained a picture of a giant curry udon dish attempting to qualify for the Guinness World Records.

“That’s probably about 100 servings. It's certainly very big, but what's this have to do with…”

“Actually, Kurosaki didn’t just mock me. He also threatened to stain my suit with curry udon.”

…What are these men doing?

I thought Kurosaki-san would be more of a serious person, too.

“I have been trying to devise a response, but upon further consideration, a defensive attitude is unbefitting of me, the Queen's Sword.”

“Is that how it is…?”

“Absolutely. Therefore, I will make this udon and serve it to him. Kurosaki, always hungry as he is, will no doubt stand there and weep for joy.”

“R-Right.”

“I will then take my aim… and push him into the udon from behind!”

I started to develop a headache, and Camus-san wore a wicked grin on his face, as if very pleased with himself.

“Hehehe… ...Kurosaki, since you insist on staining the front of my gentleman’s suit yellow, then I shall cover you entirely in curry. I see it clearly… Your face twisted in shame and covered in udon. Hehehehe.”

If someone like, say, Kotobuki-san had made this comment, I would have thought it ridiculous and stood up from my seat.

There was, however, inexplicable power in Camus's laughter that rendered me motionless.

The Devil.

That name is all I could think of in that moment.

“Hm. There's no need to worry about wasting the udon. Kurosaki would probably eat it all up in that situation.” “G-Got it. Um…”

That was when someone knocked on the dressing room door and a staff member peered inside.

“Camus-san. Ichinose-san. It’s almost time.”

“U-Understood.”

“Very well. We’ll be there shortly.”

In the blink of an eye, Camus wore a serene smile and quickly responded to staff, who I in turn turned to smile softly at them.

“Well then, pleased to be working with you today.”

He rises effortlessly and moves gracefully, without missing a beat, following behind the staff member.

I remain frozen in place for a moment, stunned by how quickly everything changed.

…Camus-san.

I indeed don’t think I will be able to read him.

[blueesnow]

That tokiya private story is something else ngl www Somehow I could just imagine if things went like this...

Haruka: Oh no what should I do with this one ticket Tokiya: *slightly trying to appeal to her that he's available and interested* Haruka: Ichinose-san you're interested in it!? Tokiya: (did she finally noticed my hints?) Haruka: Here have two of these *put the tickets on Tokiya's hands* Bye and have a good day~! Tokiya: .....

Also the fact that it's kinda like Ai's but opposite www This is why you should be more persistent like Ai Tokiya-/j

[harudokuro-traducciones]

Intimate Distance (Español)

Intérprete: Ichinose Tokiya (CV. Miyano Mamoru)

Digital single: 05 Shining Birthday Song “Intimate Distance”

Fecha de lanzamiento: 06 agosto 2022

Intimate Distance Distancia íntima

スコールで cool down　汗ばむ肌を刺し Sukooru de cool down asebamu hada o sashi Refréscate con la repentina lluvia que perfora tu piel sudorosa

ヒリついた熱が疼き出すのを待っている Hiritsuita netsu ga uzukidasu no o matteiru Esperando a que ese cálido hormigueo comience a doler

浮かれてる? なんて foolish question Ukareteru? Nante foolish question ¿Estás emocionada? Qué pregunta tan innecesaria

どんな表情(かお)装ったって　誤魔化せない Donna kao yosotatte gomakasenai Pues no podrás engañarme sin importar la expresión que pongas

何度 touch me, touch you, catch heart, fall in love Nando touch me, touch you, catch heart, fall in love ¿Cuántas veces me tocas, te toco, atrapo tu corazón y te enamoro?

飽きるなんて無理な相談(はなし) Akiru nante murina hanashi Es imposible decir que me aburre

今夜 sweet pain and bitter 夢に溶ける Konya sweet pain and bitter yume ni tokeru Esta noche un dolor dulce y amargo se fundirá en tus sueños

君に全てさらけ出して Kimi ni subete sarakedashite Y te expondré completamente

(I can’t imagine how my life would be without you) 答えて (I can’t imagine how my life would be without you) Kotaete Respóndeme “no puedo imaginar cómo sería mi vida sin ti”

(Only you can make me happy or cry) 永遠へと (Only you can make me happy or cry) Towa e to Y “sólo tú puedes hacerme feliz o llorar” para siempre

青く生まれたての星に似た Aoku umaretate no hoshi ni nita En un momento especial (bendecido)

特別な時間に (祝福を) Tokubetsuna jikan ni (shukufuku o) Que parece el nacimiento de una estrella azul,

体の奥ジリジリくすぶった Karada no oku jiri jiri kusubutta Deja que se libere el calor que arde

熱を解放させて Netsu o kaihou sasete En lo más profundo de tu cuerpo

腕の中で眠る吐息ごと Ude no naka de nemuru toiki goto Envuelve cuidadosamente (y bésame)

大切に包んで (くちづけを) Taisetsu ni tsutsunde (kuchizuke o) Cada suspiro que duerme en mis brazos

感じられる温度が伝えてる Kanjirareru ondo ga tsutaeteru La temperatura que siento me dice

今日はまだ終わらない Kyou wa mada owaranai Que este día aún no ha terminado

夏に咲くトップシークレット Natsu ni saku toppu shiikuretto Un gran secreto que florece en verano

騒めき隠す call 耳にあてたディスプレイ Zawameki kakusu call mimi ni ateta disupurei Con la pantalla de la llamada pegada al oído, trato de calmar el ruido

くすぐるような甘い声早く奪いたい Kusuguru youna amai koe hayaku ubaitai Quiero robarme rápidamente tu dulce voz que me hace cosquillas

鼓動跳ねたまま　フルボリュームで Kodou haneta mama furu boryuumu de Mi corazón late a todo volumen

いつだって　かき乱すのはたった一人 Itsudatte kakimidasu no wa tatta hitori Y quien lo agita es siempre una sola persona

もっと take you there, take off, catch dream, fall in love Motto take you there, take off, catch dream, fall in love Llevarte ahí, despegar, atrapar tus sueños y enamorarte aún más

二人だから手に入れたい Futari dakara te ni iretai Quiero conseguirlo porque se trata de nosotros

ねだるほどに求め見せてほしい Nedaru hodo ni motome misete hoshii Quiero que me muestres que ruegas por ello

そのためなら奇跡さえも Sono tame nara kiseki sae mo Para ello, incluso un milagro

(I can’t imagine how my life would be without you) 手をとり (I can’t imagine how my life would be without you) Te o tori “No puedo imaginar cómo sería mi vida sin ti” mientras tomas mi mano

(Only you can make me happy or cry) 永遠へと (Only you can make me happy or cry) Towa e to “Sólo tú puedes hacerme feliz o llorar” para siempre

赤く胸を焦がす情熱は Akaku mune o kogasu jounetsu wa La pasión que quema mi pecho rojo

愛しさを糧とし (加速する) Itoshisa o kate toshi (kasoku suru) Usando tu amor como combustible (se acelera)

望むものを叶えるためならば Nozomu mono o kanaeru tame naraba Si es para hacer realidad lo que deseo,

優等生(いいこ)ではいられない Ii ko de wa irarenai No puedo ser un chico bueno

禁断の果実をついばんで Kindan no kajitsu o tsuibande Picoteando la fruta prohibida

火照り出す頬へと (くちづけを) Hochiridasu hoho e to (kuchizuke o) A tus mejillas sonrojadas (bésame)

見つめ合った瞳に映す未来 Mitsumeatta hitomi ni utsusu mirai Si el futuro que se refleja al mirarnos a los ojos

その先が同じなら・・・ Sono saki ga onaji nara… Es el mismo…

青く生まれたての星に似た Aoku umaretate no hoshi ni nita En un momento especial (bendecido)

特別な時間に (祝福を) Tokubetsuna jikan ni (shukufuku o) Que parece el nacimiento de una estrella azul,

解放した熱と混ざり合って Kaihou shita netsu to mazariatte Mezclándonos con el calor liberado

一色(ひといろ)に染め上げる Hitoiro ni some ageru Y teñidos de un solo color

腕の中で眠る吐息ごと Ude no naka de nemuru toiki goto Envuelve cuidadosamente (y bésame)

大切に包んで (くちづけを) Taisetsu ni tsutsunde (kuchizuke o) Cada suspiro que duerme en mis brazos

感じられる温度が伝えてる Kanjirareru ondo ga tsutaeteru La temperatura que siento me dice

今日はまだ終わらない Kyou wa mada owaranai Que este día aún no ha terminado

夏に咲くトップシークレット Natsu ni saku toppu shiikretto Un gran secreto que florece en verano

Si te gusta mi trabajo, considera apoyarme en ko-fi nwn PVApoya comprando el original

[utanoprince-imagines]

Birthday of my Dreams

Prompt: Starish celebrating Tokiya’s birthday

Characters: Starish (Ichinose Tokiya, Ittoki Otoya, Hijirikawa Masato, Shinomiya Natsuki, Jinguji Ren, Kurusu Syo, Aijima Cecil)

Genre: Fluff?

Word count: 852

Warnings: none!

A/N: I'm super super late but this was supposed to be for Tokiya's birthday. A lot of things happened and I had to eventually hold off writing in general until recently. I hope that despite that, this story will still be enjoyable to read!

TOKIYA IM SORRY FOR LETTING YOU DOWN

Read on AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/26040229

Tokiya wasn’t sure if he was happy that his birthday fell on a weekday. On one hand it gave his mind the excuse to be distracted from any form of celebration by working, but on the other hand, he knew almost too well, that his bandmates would have plans to throw him a party in the office.

When he was young, Tokiya had spent most of his birthdays alone, usually only accompanied by the latest novel he was reading. Occasionally he would leave the sound of the television running in the background.

When he was working as Hayato, his birthday was spent attending concerts, reality programs, or doing work in general. He was happy to spend his birthday with his fans, but there were times where he wished he could take a break from work on his special day to just unwind by himself.

The first group of people he had a proper celebration with was none other than his fellow bandmates, Starish. Tokiya had to admit that he was not expecting it. That night, he had been working late in the music room, coming up with lyrics to a new release. The cool night air, accompanied with the faint chirping of the crickets from outside made it the perfect for Tokiya to concentrate on his work as he scribbled away on his music sheets.

11.56pm. Tokiya had hit a mind block. No matter how hard he tried, he could not find the proper words he wanted to use to express his feelings in the song. He let out a sigh and looked into the distance, hoping that the short break would help him gain his inspiration back. He contemplated calling on one of the Starish members for help, they never failed to help him when he ran into obstacles like this. But looking at the time, Tokyo deduced that they were already back in their respective rooms, most of them probably unwinding from the packed schedule and preparing to sleep.

Or so that was what he thought.

Just outside the music room, the other members of Starish were trying their best not to make any noise as they lit up the cake they bought for Tokiya. Ren had the cake carefully balanced in his hands while Masato held the lighter against the candles. The other members stood around them making sure the wind didn’t put the candles out.

“How are we supposed to surprise him again?” Cecil asked.

“We’re gonna start singing ‘happy birthday’ the moment we open the door.” Came Otoya’s excited reply

“This is honestly the worst birthday surprise ever. I can’t believe I actually agreed to it, don’t you think so Natsuki?” Syo grumbled.

“The cake looks like it can use some extra red chilli.”

Tokiya’s ears perked at the soft chattering outside the room. It sounded an awful lot like his members. However, he refused to believe it, what would they be doing in the office at this hour anyway. Clearly he wasn’t stressed to the point where he began to hear things?

Tokiya decided that there was no harm in taking a peek to make sure he wasn’t losing his mind. Reluctantly, he got up from his comfortable sitting position and made his way towards the door. He took a brief pause as his hand held the doorknob, ears perking up to hear if there was any more noise.

Dead silence.

Turning the handle clockwise, he pulled the door open slowly and poked his head out. His eyes widened when he recognised the familiar back view of the members he adored so much huddled in a circle.

There was a small, barely audible chatter among them and Tokiya was dying of curiosity to know what they were up to.

“Guys?” he called out, and all at once, six heads turned to look at him.

“Looks like we got caught.” Otoya said sheepishly, rubbing the back of his head with his hand.

Tokiya raised an eyebrow.

“We were supposed to surprise you for your birthday, guess it didn’t work out after all.” Masato explained.

“My...birthday?”

“Yeah Icchi, it’s your birthday, surely you can’t forget right.” Ren chuckled.

Tokiya shook his head, he was well aware that it was his birthday alright, but what he couldn’t comprehend was the fact that his members made the effort to come together to plan a surprise for him.

While the other members were fussing over the cake and the many gifts they brought him, Tokiya let out a small chuckle.

“Thank you guys, for staying up to celebrate my birthday.” He smiled.

Ren threw a hand across Tokiya’s shoulder and laughed as he went over all the chaos that happened while planning for his surprise while Cecil eagerly suggested going into the room to eat the cake and open his presents.

Tokiya ended the night with his heart feeling all warm and fuzzy as he recalled the events that took place. He was thankful that he had a birthday celebration, but more importantly, he was thankful that he had the best bunch of friends to celebrate it with him.

[snowpeawritings]

Can I have headcanons on Utapri characters that you choose meeting smol and soft reader who has the potential to be an idol, but intead of the J-pop kind, reader reveals they're skilled in heavy metal to which they sing to the characters?

Reader is gender neutral

CW (CONTENT WARNING): None

| Natsuki Shinomiya |

- When he first met you, he feels as though you have triumphed over all the things he’d known as adorable. You were the cutest thing he’d ever laid eyes on and there’s nothing that could stop him from hugging you in random moments.

- You know that he’s a performer and you’ve always supported him and his group. Natsuki loves to recount the stories that he’s experienced pre and post performance. Especially the ones with Syo and Ittoki and they’re numerous escapades in the backstage that may have involved chickens.

- By some twist of fate, you turned out to be a performer as well… just not the one Natsuki was expecting. When he watches you for the first time during your band’s concert, he wasn’t prepared for the screams of the damned blasting through the stage’s speakers.

- And he still finds you adorable, even when you were headbanging so hard that it could’ve snapped your neck. He even buys your merch to support your band and he doesn’t care when he receives odd looks from his members. He doesn’t mind flaunting off a black shirt with your band’s name splattered in blood and engulfed with the fires of hell as long as people know your band and your music.

| Tokiya Ichinose |

- He’s seen things that most people considered cute but honestly he couldn’t care less about how you look. It’s what’s on the inside that matters and you accepting him for himself is all that matters.

- Speaking of acceptance, you’ve loved to see his performances. You’re proud of what he’s achieved so far and you always support him and his talents. And ever since the start of this relationship, he’s supported you as well, even if he doesn’t know what it is that you do.

- So to amend that, he disguised himself as an everyday civilian to one of your concerts. He felt like he was out of place with his oversized jacket, hat and shades when compared to the ripped black shirts, heavy makeup, and dyed hair. So when you started stomping on the ground as you screamed into the mic, he soon figured out why.

- Honestly doesn’t know what to feel about any genre other than the ones he’s familiar to so expect him to be absolutely frigid at what you do. It wasn’t like you weren’t expecting it; you figured that he never touched on any other genre other than pop so you took it upon yourself to teach him on death metal. While Tokiya will never see himself do metal, he supports your band nonetheless.

[soniasimaginatonforest]

Holiday prompt: "Do we have more blankets?" and Tokiya Ichinose?

Thank you so much!

New Year’s Day was the coldest one in a while.

‘Do we have more blankets?’ Tokiya asked.

‘Let me get some!’

Your boyfriend had taken the day off and you were couped up in the living room under a massive pile of blankets and with some hot cocoa and movies.

You just added some more to the pile.

What a way to start the new year.

‘What you want to achieve this year?’ You asked.

‘To improve my music.’ He said. ‘And to keep making you happy.’

‘I would like for us to be able to be together.’ You said. ‘Not hiding.’

A smile.

‘We got to be patient on that.’

You smiled back. You hopped that this dream would be true soon.

[kurustin]

while tokiya is not as in tune or obsessed w fashion as syo is, he and syo love going out together! getting coffee, dressing up, going to the city, windowshopping and especially stopping by cafes!

syo has to drag tokiya out of the “always working” mindset bc he can tell when toki is on his analyzing setting for work and also has to convince him to let loose a little no matter what! toki is a little stingy money-wise but its ok, all the fun sights makes up for it!

[writer-akihiko]

Chapter 8 - Pasts [STARISH]

This chapter is tagged [#spoilers for days] due to some content containing spoilers from the Utapri games.

Chapter 9 →

Otoya Ittoki

He had brought you to a special place as a symbol of your first date. The building looked like some sort of kindergarten, with the many children playing outside.

"Otoyan!" A little girl called. The children looked at your boyfriend, all having wide eyes of joy.

"Hey guys!" Otoya did a childish pose for them. He brought your hand in his, introducing you to the children.

"This is my darling YN! Everyone, please be nice with her!" He said, hugging you.

"Otoyan was supposed to marry me!" A girl with pigtails said.

Another little boy took her hand. "You can marry me instead!"

"Alright!"

You giggled at the cuteness.

Once the children dispersed, Otoya told you about the place, "This orphanage was where I grew up in. It's a special place to me..."

"Otoya..."

"And now, you're the special one in my life."

Masato Hijirikawa

You carried your duffel bag on your shoulder, walking to Masato's room. The crack in door shone the light in, but Masato's voice from the room was not comforting.

He was speaking in a low tone, sounding almost fierce. You've heard stern in games, but this was deathly fierce.

"YN?" Masato put his phone down, seeing you at the crack of his door. "Did... Did you overhear me?"

You walked in, setting your bag down. "I didn't pay attention... You were kinda fierce..."

He held his head down. "It's..."

You motioned him to sit on his bed next to you. You held him, letting his head lean on your shoulders. "Now you can tell me."

"It's my father," He said. "He pressures me. I wasn't supposed to be an idol. He laid out my life for me as a businessman. We made a deal... I would stay here for a year and then take over his business..."

You jolted up, forcing Masato's body to fall into your lap. "You... You're kidding right?"

"What?" He got up in confusion.

You hugged Masato, laughing. "Who knew we'd be in the same situation?!"

"Wait... so youー"

"Mama always wanted me to take charge of her bridal company," You explained. "My Papa didn't care; he taught me basketball. I made a deal that if I win the nationals, then I could stay in the Academy."

He brushed your hair with his fingers, bringing you in closer. "Looks like we're in this together..." He smiled, his eyes poignant in thought. "Has your mother ever gone to one of your games?"

"Nope. Your dad?"

"Never."

Natsuki Shinomiya

After an eventful baking 'class' ー which consisted of throwing flour at each other ー you cleaned up the bowls and spatulas. You set the timer on the oven, hanging your favourite apron up.

As you were wiping the counter, you noticed that Natsuki's glasses were on the counter. Did he leave them when he was washing his face? You did throw a handful of flour on his face...

You wanted to go check up on Natsuki just in case he needed his glasses.

Eh?

Why was the door locked?

"Natsuki?"

BAM!

"H-Hey... What's going on?"

The door swung open. There Natsuki stood, looking truly pissed.

"Natsuー"

"Stop calling me that! The name's Satsuki. And you..." He panted. "Have to break up with Natsuki."

"What?!"

"Oh honey... He didn't tell you?" He cooed, stepping closer to you. "I'm the beast living inside of him. You thought he was all innocent and sweet. Oh no darling... there's two sides of a coin."

"Why should that matter?!" You said in outrage.

"What?"

You repeated yourself. "Why does having another side of him make any difference? I still love him the way that he is!"

He scoffed, cornering you. In general Natsuki was soft with you but now 'Satsuki' was intimidating you.

"You're just after his talent. A gold digger, aren't you? Dating an idol sure makes youー Hmph!"

You killed him full on the face, wrapping your arms around his neck. You brought him in deeper, bringing your face closer. You sneakily slipped his glasses on at the sly movement of your wrist.

Natsuki now pulled away.

"YN... you taste sweet..."

You turned red. "Natsuki! Stop!"

"Didn't YN-chan kiss me first?" He smiled.

You shook off the embarrassment and asked Natsuki. "Natsuki... Can you explain what Satsuki meant by 'just after his talent'?"

His expression fell. He hugged you tightly to his chest. "I liked my former teacher so much that I made a song her. Then she became famous because of that song. Satsuki just thinks you're trying use me... but... I love you YN... Don't break up with me..."

"You know what he says?"

He nods. "Ever since I dated you, we could hear each other at times... YN, did I scare you?"

You kissed his cheek tenderly. "I could never and will never."

Ren Jinguji

He had invited you over to your next date at his house, since he claimed he 'wanted to show you his charismatic side'. When you entered the house, the main butler had told you that Ren was not back from his modelling appointment.

You decided to explore Ren's home by yourself. You walked around silently until you came across a family portrait of the Jinguji family. In the centre was a supposed younger Ren on his mother's lap as his two brothers stood by his mother, one on each side. His father stood proudly, holding the shoulder of his wife.

"It looks like my fairy decided to magically appear in my humble abode," Ren whispered into your ear.

"Ren!" You pushed his body away only for him to trap you in his arms.

He smiled and let you go. He then turned to the painting of the wall and his expression stiffened. "YN... Who took you here?"

"I wandered on my own," You replied curtly, uneasy about how forward he was. Sure, you are often frank but for Ren to do so is a little strange.

"Let's go to the gardens," Ren took you by the hand. "It was rude of me to leave you alone and to come late to our date as well."

You shrugged it off. "I did not mind... I was examining the regal decor of your home."

He tighten his hand slightly. "Were you intrigued by the family portrait?"

"Yes."

"I'll tell you of it in the garden."

~○~

You and Ren had tea together at the gazebo in the gardens. You gave time for Ren to muster up his courage, not pressing on the matter.

"You must be wondering where the lady of the house is," He said. You nodded, your eyes sparkling in curiosity.

"Well she's sitting across from me with such magical eyes..." He winked. You simply gave him a hard stare at his comment.

He chuckled, then took your hand in his. "The lady of the house ー my mother ー passed away. As well as my father," He explained. "When my mother passed away, my father got rid of anything related to her... My brother finally put up the one family portrait we had after his passing."

"Your mother is incredibly beautiful... I wish I had met mine..." You earnestly told him. "My birth mother passed away after I was born."

He took your hand and kissed it. "She would be proud to have a daughter like you."

Cecil Aijima

The two had nothing much behind your pasts that would shock the other in all honesty. It didn't surprise you that he was a prince, especially with the way he acts.

The main reason was Cecil being so honest with you. You had mentioned one thing to Cecil which you think he didn't understand. It was the fact your family was a yakuza group.

You were inspired to pursue theatre by your cousin, who currently is doing acting in Mankai Theatre.

Cecil unfortunately found out when bodyguards tailing you two nabbed him and interrogated him. Much less to say, there was nothing tragic in the past to harm your relationship. Well... with the exception of your cousin.

Syo Kurusu

He confessed his past in an... unexpected way. Your family called him to confess his past ー with several spears at his neck ー which he complied with.

"I have a twin brother, mother and father. My mother is an orchestra conductor and my father is a stylist. I was born with a heart condition andー" He panicked as the blade reached closer. "I will give YN no harm; please let me go." He pleaded.

"Grandpa, please let him go. He does no harm..." You said, on your knees. "Syo even swore to wait for me."

"Release him."

After comforting Syo, he swore to never break his promise. "I won't let them kill you," You told him.

Tokiya Ichinose

You had asked Tokiya to assist you in cleaning your room since you were moving dorms. As you cleaned through your closet, Tokiya took off the photos that hung on your wall. One particular photo was of you sitting in the middle of many men.

"Are these your relatives?" He asked.

"My brothers..." You said. "There's 10 of them."

He seemed surprised. "I hope I meet them someday... How did your mother manage that?"

You shook your head. "They're my foster brothers. Actually, we're all adopted. My dads adopted all of us from the streets separately."

"I'm sorry to say..." He said. "Please stop me if I'm getting too deep. Did you know your parents?"

You shook your head again. "I'm a dumpster baby. I was probably the product of some one-night stand gone wrong."

Seeing you solemn, he expressed his own thoughts. "I know how it feels to not be wanted to say the least. My parents divorced and they never supported my idol career."

You were shocked. "You're pretty good though at the whole idol thing." You remembered those times watching Tokiya practice.

"You're a pretty good mangaka yourself," He said. "I hope I meet the respectful men who raised you."

You smiled. "Alright! These boxes won't move themselves!"

Chapter 9 →

[mikaze-discord]

[silenceofthecookies]

Your requests are closed, but you said we can send them for Utapri so I hope it’s ok to request Tokiya fluff headcanons? Just some general stuff, maybe how he would be when he and s/o go on vacation?

Of course that’s ok! I’ve never written for Tokiya before, so I’m glad to be getting a request in for him now UwU 

^Tokiya waking up next to you in the hotel room 😏

Tokiya is the type of person to have his vacations planned out. He wants to be prepared so he knows what he can see in the area, if there are any other interesting area's close,… He'll have a few ideas ready on how to spend the day, as well as a few ideas of things to do in case the weather would be bad.

His favourite type of vacation is a cultural vacation, seeing the history and culture of the place he visits, though he won't reject a beach vacation if the chance comes up. Relaxation is also a necessity every now and again, and it's a luxury he doesn't get that often in his line of work.

If you give him any preferences about the destination of your vacation or what you want to do, he will follow them as best he can. Even if they clash with what he wanted to do, he'll find a compromise so the two of you can both do what you want but still spend time together. If you want to help him with the planning that's fine, but if you don't want to that's fine too.

Tokiya is very relaxed on a holiday, certainly with his s/o. He doesn't get nearly enough time with you, so he'll be sure to enjoy this and to make up for lost time. Because he feels a little guilty about being so busy all the time, he will also spoil you a little on the holiday to make up for it.

He does get a little stressy if he thinks you're going to be late though, for example for the plane, a bus or a show. That's why he usually leaves well on time, preferring to wait a little or walk around the area for a little longer over being even a minute late.

The moment the destination is set, he gets a little booklet with helpful translations for the language of his destination. Things like asking the bill, asking directions, ect. If you show any interest in them, he will gladly teach you some of the things he has learned, or even learn them together with you.

He will want to spend as much time with you, and as little time with fans and paparazzi as possible. It isn't that he's ungrateful to his fans, quite the contrary, but he often feels like he spends more time working for or even with his fans, that he really wants to dedicate his vacation to you. Because of this, he will often walk around with sunglasses and some kind of hat.

During vacations, when he's anonymous anyway, he likes to hold your hand, have an arm around your shoulders or a hand at your waist. Anything to have some physical contact. Back at home, he can't show you're his in public because of the rule Shining put up, but in this country where nobody knows who he is, he likes to do what he usually can't. He is in fact very proud of his relationship with you, and if it wasn't for the press that would bother you and for the rule from Shining, he would have already announced your relationship.

[seasidefallenangel]

hello!!!! i love your writing 🥺 Can i request for tenma masumi and tokiya hearing their s/o singing a very sad song and getting worried? thank you 🥳😚

mod r: i am so fucking powerful

⟢ masumi, tokiya, and tenma’s s/o hearing them sing a sad song

masumi: 

The second you had started dating, Masumi knew coming back to the dorms to see you would be the best part of his day. The fact you two went to different high schools tore at him enough as is, so you made sure to go straight over there after class had ended to see your boyfriend every day. Today specifically though, he had gotten held up by one of his teachers for his “less-than-stellar” attitude towards his fellow classmates. He couldn’t help but think that all of them were so irritating… if it isn’t you then why should it matter?

Trudging into the common room of the dorm, he heard your beautiful voice flow through the hallways and towards him. He almost made a beeline for his room before he stopped and paid attention to what exactly you were singing. 

Say, if it became clear to me

I wish nobody cries for me

I wonder if this is the end

Say, it's just, if I disappear

I wonder if tomorrow will be a better one

With your hands, please…

The despair in your voice was too much for him to handle as he booked it towards the sound of you. Nearly ripping the door off of it’s hinges, he flung himself towards you in a hug, shaking and tears welling up in his eyes. You nearly jumped out of your skin with how sudden it all happened, not quite understanding what was wrong with him.

“M-Masumi…? Are you okay?”

His only response was to squeeze you tighter as he ridiculed himself for not noticing your pain earlier. “I’m… sorry. For not knowing you’re hurting.”

You realized the song you were singing is what had brought this on. Obviously such somber lyrics would shake anyone who had never heard it, but for him to have such a strong reaction…

“It’s just a song, Masumi.” He pulled away from the hug and looked at you with such intensity, despite the tears in his eyes, you thought you saw this soul break right then and there. “It isn’t! You sound so sad that,” his voice cracked and you had never felt worse your life, “it has to be because you feel what you’re singing.”

You sat down on his bed with him and held him tight as he shook in your arms. Even with his overly emotional viewpoint (it really was just a song) it further reassured you nobody would ever love you like Masumi does.

tokiya: 

Photoshoot, variety show, writing lyrics, more photoshoots, interview, Cecil doing something idiotic… there really wasn’t enough time in the day. 

Entering through the door to your shared house, Tokiya removed his shoes and called out a quiet “I’m home.” The lack of you sliding across the floor in your socks and smothering him in hugs, asking about his day was out of ordinary to say the least. He wandered around the house for a little bit, checking this room and that room before coming upon his music room, your voice carrying out from the inside. I didn’t even know they sang…, he thought to himself before listening to the lyrics coming from your mouth.

The sound of rain knocks on the window

Like my sorrow falling from the sky

Endlessly drenching this moment

I don't want memories

My heart will only hurt for them

No more, September Rain

No more, September Rain

Despite how somber the lyrics were, he couldn’t help but revel in how beautiful you sounded. Surely, you could overtake him in vocals alone. He opened the door to the room, and you whipped around like a deer in headlights upon realizing there was no way he didn’t hear you singing your heart out. “A-ha.. sorry you had to hear that…” you laughed nervously. 

Tokiya gave you a soft smile and took your hands in his as he sat down next to you, “Please don’t apologize, my dear. Truly, I’ve never heard a voice more melodious than yours.” Oh there’s no way he isn’t lying to me right now. He was an idol for God’s sake, like hell he hadn’t heard a voice better than yours. “Although…” here it comes, you thought. “Can I ask you choose to sing more lighthearted songs? Even if they aren’t your words, hearing such sadness come from you might be slightly more than I can bear.” He said it with such sincerity you felt guilty for assuming he was just trying to boost your ego in the first place. 

You turned away, slightly embarrassed before muttering out, “Sure,” and started to sing one of his songs as he looked on with the most lovestruck gaze you’d ever seen in your life.

tenma:

Kicking open the door to the common room of the dorm hall, Tenma grumbled to himself about Yuki’s horrible personality from earlier. The normal way they usually took home had been blocked off, and Yuki had completely abandoned Tenma and forced him to find his own way back to the Mankai Company. He could barely make his way out of a paper bag for God’s sake, and as a result he arrived back an hour later than normal. 

He flopped onto the couch, hidden from the view of you as you walked into the kitchen to grab a snack, singing. He was about to call out to you before he listened to the lyrics you were currently singing.

Even the sadness of that day, even the pain of that day

Together with you, I loved all of it

What is left over and refuses to leave my chest is the bitter scent of lemon

Until the rain stops, I can't go home

Even now, you are my light

Tenma felt his heart sink to his stomach. Surely those were just random song lyrics with no hidden meaning behind them, as the fact that he hadn’t exactly been the best boyfriend to you lingered in the back of his mind. He let out a small, “Hey,” and watched as you shrieked and whipped your bag of chips across the room, clearly startled at his appearance. “Tenma! Yuki told me you were taking a different way home but I didn’t think it’d take you this long.” He ignored the unintentional jab at his navigational skills and motioned for you to come lay with him on the couch. You follow suit, snuggling up next to him and glancing up to meet his eyes. “What’s with you today?”

He offered no response as he wrapped his arms around you and buried himself into your hair. “Tenma…?” Maybe he was looking too much into it, but even something as small as this triggered some sort of emotion within him - a vow he now made to do better, be better. “You know I love you, right?” He was never this upfront with his feelings, but he supposed he could make an exception this time. You smiled and cuddled closer to him, happy for this unusual show of  affection. “Yeah, I love you too.”

✧·ﾟ: *✧·ﾟ:* 　　 *:·ﾟ✧*:·ﾟ✧

songs used

masumi: pray - haruka chisuga (youtube)

tokiya: natsu no owari no amaoto ga - kanan matsuura and chika takami (youtube, spotify)

tenma: lemon - kenshi yonezu (youtube, spotify)

[shiningwonderland]

Tokiya Ichinose (Repeat) Memorial

Resonating in the heart

Translator: Koto (Twitter: kotowari16)

Proofreader: Mimi (Twitter: _mimisaurora)

Editor: Pam (Twitter: skywyld), Terry (Twitter: turtlemudge)

No way.

To think that I would lose to Otoya….

I wasn't being careless….

I sang perfectly, and I certainly never would have imagined that I would lose to the guy.

That is why I am so frustrated.

Just what part of me makes me inferior to him...?

Take today for instance: the moment we finished the recording test, he went...

"Alrighty! Test’s over, time to go eat some delicious food together!"

And he's the type of guy to then really head directly to the dining hall with friends from class.

Wouldn't you normally listen to the teachers' evaluation after the test and then go to an empty classroom to practice what you missed instead?

It's what both I and my partner Nanami do, albeit her to a lesser degree.

Even so, for him to be so happy-go-lucky after finishing just one single test…

And on top of that, he still hadn't returned to the dorm until around nine PM...

"I'm back~! Haaa, that was great! The large public bath is fantastic. You should go there too, Tokiya. It ought to be empty at this hour."

"No, thank you."

Ah, so that's what happened.

That meant that while I was starting to think he wouldn't be returning, he was at the dorm's public bathhouse, soaking in hot waters without a care in the world.

"Ah! That's right! There's a task that's due tomorrow, but there's something I don't quite get. Do you mind explaining it to me, Tokiya?"

"No way! I have to get up early tomorrow, so I'm calling it a day..."

I stood up from my desk and headed towards my bed.

I didn't want to see Otoya's face at the moment. Even hearing his voice was annoying.

There are other things I have to focus on now.

That's what I had originally thought. But being in the same room with Otoya, I couldn't help but notice his behavior, and it bugged me to no end.

"...you know. Then, Natsuki..."

A few days after the recording test, Otoya kept pestering me regardless of how much I tried to ignore him.

"Can't you be a bit quieter? I have homework to do."

"Eh... aah, sorry..."

Come to think of it, I feel like he said the same thing last night.

He would immediately apologize, but the next day would just start going on and on again.

And just when you'd think he would be quiet, he would start roaring with laughter as he read some manga, or he'd play some games and tell me the results after.

"Aah, look, look at this! If you manage a 700-combo, you unlock this awesome effect! Waah, this is the first time I've seen this~ How awesome."

"Hmpf. Unbelievable."

I turned my back on Otoya.

"Hm? ... How mean. Let's play together, Tokiya. It's fun!"

He kept rambling on loudly behind my back.

"No thank you."

I flatly declined without turning around.

"Say, Tokiya, aren't you being kinda rude lately? You don't pay any attention to me at all and you don't even reply when I talk to you either."

There's no use talking to me in that sulky tone.

"I'm busy. Just how many times do I need to tell you?"

I turned a page of the book I was reading and continued to follow along the letters.

"But we're sharing a room now, y'know. Let's talk a bit more!"

"I don't have anything to talk to you about. It's a waste of time!"

"Tsk. What a bore."

I wondered if it was because I continued to give him the cold shoulder, or it was the effect of just not looking at him, but Otoya finally gave up and distanced himself from me.

Whew, now I can read my book in peace.

Then, the moment I was about to continue reading, I heard the sound of a guitar behind me.

"What...?"

A liberated singing voice caught hold of my heart and warmed my chest.

That voice was clear and genuine, free of any embellishments.

But what caught me most of all was the feeling that he enjoyed singing so much he couldn't help himself.

Though his singing technique is not quite there yet, he holds a captivating mysterious tone and one that does not let people go.

Before I could think about what I was doing, I had turned around and was watching Otoya sing.

“You fiiinally turned this way. Do you want to sing along?”

He smiled widely, and invited me over with a carefree smile.

"...I don't want to sing."

"Why? You turned around so you should at least have some interest, right?"

Just like Otoya said, I was drawn in by his singing.

However, this and that are two different matters.

"Interest? No, I was just annoyed by the noise you're making. If you'd like for us to sing together, please hold the neck of the guitar a bit higher. The way you're holding it now is far from professional."

"Ah, is that so…. Y'know, I taught myself how to play the guitar, so I might not be playing correctly. Gotta be careful."

"Tomorrow..."

I quietly murmured before I realized I had done so.

"Eh?"

"It seems that there is a guitar training session held for those in the composer course. They might have priority, but if the class isn't full, you might still be able to participate. Why don't you go have a look? I'm sure there's a flyer with all the details hung up in the staffroom."

I myself didn't quite understand why I said something like that. Was it just because I disliked listening to that poor guitar playing? Or was it because I felt like wanting to sing together with him…?

"Thank you! You're a nice guy after all, Tokiya. I'll get much better at playing the guitar, so let's sing together then!"

"Well, I wonder about that. That depends on you, doesn't it?"

I won't sing, you know.

Though that's what I wanted to say...

I'm still too soft, aren't I?

[husbandomail-archive]

rosehip tea for STARISH please 👀

rosehip tea; how romantic are they? how do they show affection?

Natsuki tries his best to be traditionally romantic, but he likes cute things more than classy things, so he’s his own brand of romantic. No matter your personal aesthetic, he thinks you’re the cutest thing ever; his affection is very physical, manifesting as hugs and kisses at all times. Sometimes he accidentally slips into a very romantic moment— compares you to the stars without realizing what he’s saying, and then you’re both flustered.

Tokiya isn’t too romantic at first; he’s used to having fans and keeping them at arm’s length, so it takes him awhile to be able to open up to you. As soon as he’s serious about you, though, he’s incredibly romantic— he knows he’s not home often because of his work, so he’s constantly having flowers delivered to your home or workplace, and he always calls you before bed. Even if you can’t pick up, he leaves long messages telling you he’s thought about you all day, and he can’t wait to see you again.

Cecil is also romantic in a non-traditional sense— his country has different customs than you’re used to, so there’s a bit of a barrier in your love languages at first. It’s also easy to assume his feelings for you aren’t series, since he’s got a teasing personality; until he learns how you want to be loved, he feels the best way to show his affection is through gifts. He loves the way your eyes light up when he presents you with maybe another gorgeous necklace— and he adores how your skin heats up under his touch when he fastens new jewelry around your neck.

Ren is definitely the most traditional romantic of the group. You’re presented with flowers all the time— and it’s not uncommon for you to get home and find a trail of flower petals leading to your room. When he has the time, he loves to cook meals for the two of you, setting up the dining room like it’s an intimate little cafe. He’s also very obvious about almost all of his songs being written about you now.

Otoya’s another accidental romantic. He gets flustered very easily, so it’s tough for him to plan out adoring speeches, even though he loves you so much; sweet compliments are constantly tumbling out before he can think about it, though. You’ll constantly catch him staring at you, and he’ll laugh and mention that you’re so beautiful, he can’t think about anything else. He’s also fond of sweeter touches, always wanting to hold hands when you’re out together.

Syo isn’t too romantic, in all honesty. If you were to tell him you want things like that, he’ll do his best for you, but it’s not in his nature. He loves taking you shopping and dressing you up; he thinks the two of you are adorable when you’re matching, and he loves the entire scenario of dressing you himself, his fingers brushing over your skin and watching you slowly blush.

Masato is an old-fashioned romantic, very traditional. When the two of you started dating, it was almost a movie cliche; nice dinners in expensive restaurants, classy gifts like jewelry, and occasionally he tries his hand at writing poetry for you. Compliments don’t come too naturally to him, though— his preferred way of showing he loves you is just by spending as much time with you as possible.

[animeprinces-imagines]

Has anyone requested cuddling headcanons for the STARISH gentlemen? If not, may I?

You’ll be the first one to request this, dear anon!! I hope you enjoy ~ (rip to this post it’s been in my drafts for like a millennium im so sorry skks)

also rip there’s some spicy stuff on ren’s im sorry i had to do it to ya !!! everything is gender-neutral tho uwu

Cuddling w/ STARISH -

Natsuki -

This boy is the Ultimate Cuddler

expect to be absolutely crushed by him

despite being v tall he’ll love being the small spoon

with you as his backpack !!

gets super sleepy when you cuddle

so he’ll probably fall asleep

if he doesn’t though

then he’ll ramble about everything on his mind

so just listen to the sweet boy

please

Tokiya - 

lazy ass motherfucker–

IT’S CUTE AND DOMESTIC THO I PROMISE SKSK

like he lies back on the couch with his arm over the back and you snuggle up to his side

and sometimes he leans down and gives you a forehead kiss

and you’re like “omg toki-”

and he’s like “what i did nothing who are you talking to?”

omg if u fall asleep in his arms tho it’s 

GA ME OV ER

he goes mega soft and just snuggles into you 

but is also panicking lowkey like “ARE THEY COMFORTABLE OH GOD”

Cecil -

omo a snuggle bug !!

whins 25/8 for cuddles i P RO MISE you

“baby/babe/princess/prince…. come hold me”

“cecil im busy-”

“P LE A SEEEEE”

if you give in you’re never leaving his arms btw

“cecil i can’t breathe-”

too bad

he likes to lay on your chest and purr,,,, we stan a whole ass cat boi

also he falls asleep in .5 seconds so don’t expect to be leaving that spot anytime soon whoops

Ren -

ok so like… how does one explain this….

ren doesn’t ASK to cuddle… he just DOES IT… the bde of this man am i right or am i right

like he’s sitting on the couch and you walk by and he just reaches out and pulls you into his arms

he LOVES LOVES LOVES your neck

so like,,, he snuggles into it and kisses it and smirks when you get ticklish or shy

“just relax, kitten”

easy for u to say bitch

¾ times,, cuddling leads to making out,, which leads to,,, u guessed it

like one second you’re just snuggling aww uwu we stan 

and the next second you’re riding dick like it’s your last day on earth

what who typed that

Otoya -

cue me ugly crying up in this bitch yall

otoya doesn’t evER ask to cuddle bc he’s too shy

one time he tried to and got bright red until you finished his sentence for him

god he loves cuddles tho pls give him ALL OF THEM

he likes when you lie on his chest and snuggle into him

his heart goes doki doki ok bitch it’s so romantic they could make a whole ass starish song based on it

he’ll rub your back softly and hum to you !!! ugh !!! a boyf !!

“a-are you comfortable”

“yes, otoya, that’s the third time you’ve asked in the past minute”

“just checking”

Syo -

snuggling almost always happens one of two times

when yall are binging prince of fighting

aka you guys throwing popcorn at each other and syo shushing you every time hyuga comes on screen

but then a big scene comes up and syo is clinging to you and the cuddling just happens naturally

OR

when you’re in bed about to sleep !! omo !!

he’ll spoon you (idgaf if you are 6′7 he is the big spoon/backpack im  SORRY)

and he’ll be blushing so much omg you can practically feel the heat from his cheeks on your neck

but gOD he loves having you in his arms so don’t comment just snuggle closer and hope to god his heart doesn’t give out

was that too far

Masato -

masato has a purity ring like the jonas brothers that says he can’t cuddle before marriage im sorry

IM JUST KIDIDNG PLS DONT HARM ME LMFAO

anyway masato LOVES tired snuggles

when he’s exhausted from practice or you’re worn out from your long day

and the two of you just,,, comfort each other

and he’ll whisper sweet words in your ear omg im weak

he holds your hand too and rubs his thumb over your wrist

his favorite position is any where you can put your head on his shoulder

HE’D NEVER ADMIT IT THO

it’s obvious tho so that’s how u usually end up!! we stan !!

[utanoprince-imagines]

Our Collection

Prompt: Bookstore date with Tokiya

Character(s): Tokiya/Reader

Genre: Fluff

Word count: 1,098

Warnings: None!

A/N: Hello! I guess the perks of being socially distant in this time is really having more time to write (and to catch up on anime). I hope everyone is doing ok! I may not be able to help much, but if anyone needs a listening ear or someone to talk to I will always be here! Please take care of yourselves!

Anyway this drabble was a bit of a reflection of myself. I also love going to the bookstore and I did actually want to collect all of Agatha Christie’s books but looking at how small my room is now I don’t think it’s going to happen anytime soon :(

Nonetheless, I hope you enjoy reading this! Thank you!

Read on Ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/23405302

You were nervously standing outside the bookstore, 15 minutes early to the agreed meeting time. You couldn’t help yourself, it was one of your first dates with your boyfriend and it was at one of your favourite places in the world. 

Shortly after, you saw Tokiya heading over your way from a distance. You waved at him with one hand while the other was tightly clutched onto your phone. It was a habit you developed when you got nervous - clutching on to the nearest thing possible. You knew Tokiya for over 6 months, but yet every time you saw him you still had butterflies in your tummy.

Upon seeing you already waiting at the storefront, Tokiya immediately rushed over and apologised for making you wait. You told him it was okay, and that you were the one who was too early. 

“I should have seen it coming” Tokiya chuckled, “the bookstore is your favourite place after all.”

Tokiya seemed to hesitate for a brief moment, before his hand reached to hold your free one. You froze for a bit, before your hand relaxed into his grip. You were still not used to affection after all. 

“I’m sorry, I hope this is okay.” Tokiya said. 

Tokiya had seen you reading in the corner of the music room one day when he was in the agency. It resulted in him stopping in his tracks and staring at you for a while. The way you sat curled up in a chair, holding the book so gently while reading the novel with such a serious look on your face captivated him. 

For the longest time ever, he had always wanted a significant other who would take interest in his reading hobby. Strangely despite his introverted personality, he seemed to attract many outgoing people who preferred to spend their free time going to the cinema or playing at the arcade. Not that he disliked, he occasionally would head down to those places to spend time with his friends too. But there were some times where he would rather spend holed up in his room with a new book he found in the bookstore. He loved indulging himself in new adventures each novel presented and he always wanted to find someone who would do the same with him. 

The following day when Tokiya caught you in the same position again, he decided to approach you. Curiosity got the better of him and he was dying to know you better. 

As he was walking up to you, he pondered in his head how he should even start a conversation without sounding creepy. First of all, he already felt sorry that he was disrupting your reading time. 

“Hey, I’m sorry for disturbing you.” He started, successfully catching your attention. 

You looked up from your book and nearly had a heart attack when you saw who was talking to you. You had always been a huge fan of Starish, and Tokiya was your favourite member. 

You immediately bookmarked the page and closed the book, standing up to greet him properly. Did he say he was sorry for disturbing me? More like I’m sorry for having taken up his valuable time for coming to talk to me. You thought.

Tokiya mentioned that he saw you in the same place yesterday, and asked you what book you were reading that got you so absorbed. A light tint painted your cheeks when you realised you didn’t notice him peeking into the room. You passed him your book, which was revealed to be “The Picture of Dorian Gray”.

A classic. Tokiya thought.

You introduced yourself as a student studying composition and mentioned a couple of songs you wrote so far. A moment of realisation came upon Tokiya as he recalled the rumours of there being a composer who often incorporated literary references in the pieces. Upon hearing that, he had been dying to meet you. 

“I’m glad I met you today, I hope we get along well.” Tokiya smiled.

Long story short that was how the two of you met and began dating.

The bookstore the two of you were at was one of the largest in the country. It housed pretty much every book published, and in a variety of languages too. You simply loved trips to the bookstores, and you loved reading as much. When you were younger, your parents would often leave you in the bookstore while they went around the mall to run their errands, and everytime they came back, they would find you huddled in a corner silently flipping through a novel. 

Your friends often asked you why you kept buying the physical book instead of just reading it online, since it was a cheaper option. Somehow, you couldn’t explain it, you just loved the smell of newly bought books and the way your fingers glided along the pages. To you, it was therapeutic. 

Walking through the bookstore, you led your boyfriend towards the crime section. Tokiya shot you a peculiar look, he had never heard you wanting to read that genre of books. 

“I figured that I would try something new today.” You started, scanning through the shelves before pulling a book out and showing it to the male. “Crime novels have always intrigued me but I never really took the time to read any cause it felt like I was using too much brain power.” You finished, pulling another book off from the shelf. 

A smile crept onto Tokiya’s face, seeing how you were rapidly pulling books from the shelves made him happy, and very much in love with you. 

“Agatha Christie’s a pretty good author in this genre right?” Tokiya asked, to which you nodded.

“Someday I strive to have her entire collection of books, and I wanna display them in my house.”

You placed your chosen books in a basket. “I think I’ll start with these for today.”

“Only three books?” 

“Yeah, let’s start small.”

Tokiya paused for a moment, before reaching over to pull out a couple more of the author’s books from the shelf and adding them to your pile.

“If you’re going to build a collection of her books, let me contribute too. Besides, that’s more books for the two of us to read together right?” He said.

After looking around the store for a while more, the two of you headed to the counter to pay, before walking towards the dinner place.

“So… where should we go for our next date?” Tokiya asked.

“The library?” You replied, earning a laugh from your boyfriend as he nodded his head. 

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