#lyrasfuneral☆彡

[lyrasfuneral]

𝐎𝐍 𝐌𝐘 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐃 ☆. | 𝐊𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐎 𝐀𝐘𝐀𝐓𝐎

category: angst with some fluff

It had been a long time since you and Ayato broke up— To Ayato, the year only felt like 4 months. He was still stuck on you. You and your beauty, it was way too much for him to bear. He genuinely loved you.

For you, the feeling was also mutual.

You remember the day you first met the Yashiro Commissioner. You couldn’t stand the fact that everyone was pushing you around due to many people wanting to talk to him. Fate pushed you into him— And he easily caught you.

“Are you alright, Miss?” He asked. His voice was attractive. Not only that but his looks. The way he gently caressed you with his arm around your waist. Everything seemed to slow down at this moment.

“Yes! I’m fine. I’m sorry about that.”

You didn’t refer to him as the Yashiro Commissioner? You didn’t even say ‘My Lord’…

Ayato liked that. You treated him like he was a normal person. He didn’t like being treated like a Commissioner all the time. He didn’t wanna go through the trouble of finding you again— So he asked his question right then and there.

“May I take you out?”

It took you a second to respond, but you did. “Of course. How should we contact each other?” You questioned, tilting your head. “7:00. I’ll be there on time, and I’ll take you to the best restaurant in Inazuma. How does that sound?” He smiled, finally letting you go. “That sounds great!” You said, about to run to your humble abode—

“Ma’am… I didn’t catch your name. Mine is Kamisato Ayato. You can call me Ayato, of course.” His smile was contagious, you felt your lips spreading into a smile within seconds. “L/N Y/N. A pleasure to meet you... I don’t know if I should give you my address yet. So, just meet me back here, alright?”

“Of course, M’lady.”

Ayato treated you like the most delicate flower in the entire universe. Well, that was until you moved in with him. It seems that you forgot he was the Yashiro Commissioner. He then cleared up his act for a few months and started being with you more.

He asked you to marry him, and you were the happiest you had ever been. The wedding was remarkable, many people had come to see you and Ayato. You thought things would be better.

After you had your child, things got worse. Ayato had kept leaving and not returning for weeks— and sometimes, those weeks. Ayumi didn’t understand why her father kept leaving her. You tried explaining to the two-year-old that her father was a busy man.

“But mama… All of my friends spend time with their dads! It’s not fair!” Ayumi began sobbing as Thoma walked in with her lunch. “Is everything alright, Lady Ayumi?” Thoma smiled, bending down to her height.

“I-I- I want my dad!” Ayumi hugged Thoma tightly and sobbed into his clothing. “Ayumi- Let Thoma go, honey,” Y/N said, trying to grab her daughter. “It’s fine, Y/N. Say, Ayumi. There’s a festival going on in Ritou! How about I take you there?” The blonde smiled, ruffling her hair. “O-Ok… Bye bye, mommy…” Ayumi wiped her tears. “Wait! I have to get her dressed, Thoma.” You said.

“Alright! Let me know when you’re done!” Thoma slid the door shut behind him.

“Hurry! I wanna go with Mr. Thoma!” Ayumi seemed entirely fine now. But... That was the thing with Thoma, he was able to make anyone smile with the littlest of efforts. His smile was contagious, and he was always so cheerful.

Ayato, on the other hand, was now always ignoring you. He’d come home at night, give Y/N a slight smile and turn his attention to Ayumi. He’d go to sleep, and the next morning he’d be gone.

You had finally finished getting Ayumi ready. While watching as they left out, Ayumi smiled while Thoma carried her.

Approximately 5 minutes after that, Ayaka tapped /N’s shoulder. “I’m sorry that Ayato treats you this way... It isn’t fair.” She said, giving you a sad expression. “Thank you, Ayaka.” Y/N didn’t wanna talk to anyone right now.

When she awoke from her nap, Ayato was right there in front of her. “Ayato… Why haven’t you been talking to me?” Y/N asked, rising from her position.

“My apologies, Y/N. I’ve been quite busy with things. I promise me, you, and Ayumi can spend some time together.”

Y/N was sick of hearing the same things. He said this before he left last time. “Ayato! I’m not gonna keep watching our daughter cry because she thinks her father won’t come back.” You shook your head angrily while clenching your fist.

You loved Ayato, but it was time to put the brakes on this relationship. “There’s no need to yell, Y/N. Where’s Ayumi?” Ayato spoke gently, trying to calm you down.

“With Thoma. Astonishingly, she’s spent more time with him than her father.” You scoffed. “Y/N! I spend as much time with Ayumi as I can! I’m doing this to protect the country that we reside in.” Ayato was now fuming with anger.

“I don’t wanna be with you anymore, Ayato. I and Ayumi will stay with Yoimiya.” Y/N began packing her bags while Ayato pinched his nose, trying to find a way to defuse the situation.

“Y/N, I do love you. I promise I’ll spend more time with you and Ayumi. Please don’t leave me.” Ayato pleaded, wrapping his arms around you. His chin lay on top of your shoulder while you continued packing.

You wanted to be with Ayato. You did love him, but not more than your daughter and her happiness. Everyone in Inazuma City thought you and Ayato were the perfect couple. They were incorrect though. They didn’t know about the constant leaving, the pain you and Ayumi went through, or the nights you stayed up late comforting Ayumi.

“I’m sorry, Ayato. I can’t keep going through this. Neither can Ayumi.”

Now to the present. A year after you and Ayato’s break-up. He hadn’t been doing well. If he was being honest, he couldn’t live without you. He hated not waking up with you in his arms. He hated that you weren’t here to make him breakfast. He also hated that he hadn’t seen his daughter.

It wasn’t because of you though. You told Ayato he could see Ayumi whenever he wanted to, but he never came. Only Ayaka and Thoma did. Thoma went over your house frequently and that’s something that the Yashiro Commissioner hated. Thoma was able to be around you, while he forbid himself even thinking about you.

but, that forbidding thing didn’t work, because he thought of you 24/7. You were always on his mind. Did you get a new boyfriend? Did you have another kid? Did you fall in love again? Do you miss him? He wanted to be with you dearly, but he knew he’d fuck up again. He’d keep putting Inazuma’s safety in front of you, but that’s only because he cared about you and all the other people who inhabited this country.

“My Lord, can we talk? It’s important.” Thoma said, walking into Ayato’s bedroom. “Yes, Thoma? Is everything alright?” Ayato asked, lapis eyes staring into Thoma’s jade ones.

“Me and Y/N… We’re dating. We’ve been dating for 4 months.” Thoma admitted, playing with his fingers. Ayato dropped his calligraphy pen in shock— Mouth wide open while Thoma sheepishly stared at him.

Thoma got with his ex-wife without a thought. How long has he been planning on getting with Y/N? Did Y/N cheat on him with Thoma while they were together? Was Thoma the reason they broke up?

There were so many questions swirling through his brain, and he couldn’t help but be embarrassed that he was still stuck on you. Normal people would’ve moved on and lived happily ever after— but he would sit in his room depressed while waiting for you to walk through the door.

“My Lord? Are you listening?”

Ayato gave Thoma a stern look and stood up. “Did Y/N cheat on me with you?” Ayato questioned, gripping the handle of his sword. “My Lord, of course not. That sounds nothing like me or Y/N. I and Y/N decided to move to Mondstadt since it’s my native country. That means I can’t work for you anymore.” The blonde sulked, giving Ayato a sad look.

“With this new information… Did you expect me to be upset about your departure? Goodbye and good riddance, Thoma.” The Commissioner scoffed, picking up his calligraphy pen. “Y/N was right about you… You never take accountability for your actions. Don’t worry though, I’ll treat her right.” Thoma slammed the door behind him.

After that, Ayato broke down crying. You did have a new boyfriend. That new boyfriend was his best friend— So not only did he lose you, but he lost his best friend.

He was embarrassed. The Yashiro Commissioner has been divorced and now his ex-wife was with his best friend. The same ex-wife that he cried about. The same ex-wife he cherished, but not enough.

If he really did cherish you, he wouldn’t have left you alone all those nights. How did he think you felt? You were practically raising Ayumi by yourself. You were laying down by yourself each night because your husband was engrossed in his job as Inazuma’s Yashiro Commissioner.

“Brother… Did Thoma tell you?” Ayaka asked, watching Ayato wipe his tears. “They’re together.. and they’re moving to Mondstadt.” Ayato sniffled, putting his pen down. “O-Oh... He didn’t tell you anything else, brother?” Ayaka fumbled with her fingers. “No... What’s wrong, Ayaka?” He asked, finally walking towards her. “Him and Y/N… They might be getting married in a few months.”

Ayato’s heart cracked and shattered.

masterlist ⤦

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[lyrasfuneral]

𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐆 𝐖𝐀𝐘 𝟐 𝐆𝐎! | 𝐑𝐀𝐍 𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐈 ☆.

tw: mentions of drugs, liquor, smoking, killing, shooting, gang/crime syndicate affiliation, cursing, Ran’s under the influence in half of the fic (there’s no smut), and i THINK i mentioned cigarettes and pills.

category: fluff / funny/crackfic(??).

Ran knew you were hard to get. From the very first day he met you, he made a bet with himself to marry you. You were Takeomi’s younger sister, and since Mikey knew you, he had no problem with you coming to HQ.

Takeomi told Ran not to even engage with you, he’d be damned if Ran corrupted his little sister with this Bonten shit. Then there was Sanzu… who didn’t even mind. Each time Sanzu saw you he’d give you a small wave and keep going with his day.

“Excuse me.” Ran said, gaining your attention. “Yes?” You spun around on your heel, e/c eyes connecting with his purple ones. “You dropped this.” Ran hand you your keys with a smug smile. “Nice pick-up line, you could do better though.” You chuckled, walking out of the headquarters.

“Dumbass.” Sanzu snickered, covering his mouth as Rindou and Kakucho began giggling like little kids. “Shut up.” Ran scoffed, sitting in his seat. “No one told you to try and get our sister's attention. I’m sure she would’ve come back to get her keys.” Takeomi shrugged. “I think it’s funny,” Mikey said with a dead expression.

“W-Well, you could at least smile, boss.”

“What if I DON’T want to smile?”

“O-Ok…”

When you first met Mikey, you two instantly became friends. You liked hanging out with Mikey and your brothers, which is why you came to headquarters a lot.

But, that isn’t the focus. The focus is on you and Ran. The only encounters you two had was when he picked up your keys and when he introduced himself to you. You didn’t have an eye on anyone in Bonten. They were all dangerous, including your siblings. At least you can use them for your leverage. It’s like having scary dog privileges.

If you haven’t been in that type of situation before, thank whoever’s in a higher power. You were currently trying to put your keys into the keyhole of the door until someone grabbed you. “Stop struggling, bitch!” He yelled. “You seem like YOU’RE the one struggling!” Y/N hissed, punching the male in his gut.

You were doing good until a loud gunshot rang out. You thought you got hit, but that’s not why you fell and covered your ears though. You never did well with loud noises. That’s why you didn’t enjoy occasions where they were popped.

“Y/N, it’s Ran. Your brother’s coworker.” Ran said, trying to grab your attention. “What are you doing here-! You know what… Just come inside.”

“I have to get rid of him first, give me a second.”

You stayed inside by yourself for a good 30 minutes. That was enough time to calm yourself down and collect your thoughts. “I’m back,” Ran smirked, taking his gloves off. “Yeah… That’s cool. Why were you even there?” Y/N asked, crossing her arms. “Dunno. This is my usual route home. There’s only one car I know that’s F/C.” The man shrugged, causing you to scoff.

“Well… You’re not fucking Bruce Wayne so I don’t know if you want the key to the city or something.”

Ran’s smirk remained the same as he got closer to you. His eyes were low and full of whatever dirty thoughts were running through his mind. “I’d prefer a kiss.” He said, putting a finger on your chin as he gently lifted your head. “Oh? I’m sure you’re not a virgin. Here’s a tip— Go to the local club, right? Find a stripper and BOOM! A nice little kiss.” Y/N pulled away from Ran.

“Someone’s playing hard to get.” Ran scoffed, walking towards the door. “Thanks for saving me, Haitani. I’ll pay you back one day.” Y/N gave him an awkward smile as he left.

He didn’t expect you to repay him.

He didn’t know why he listened to the 4 of his coworkers. He shouldn’t have gotten drunk that night. Rindou knew his brother couldn’t control his liquor, but he was too drunk and high to even care.

2 bottles of Hennessy and like 5 blunts? Oh, best believe Ran was seeing double and hearing shit. “Ran, you’re sweating,” Kakucho said. “Take him hom- Where’s Rindou?!” Sanzu gawked, looking around the club. “Probably with some whore. I don’t know why he’d run off though, he’s our fucking ride!” Kokonui hissed, throwing money at the strippers. “‘M gonna go outside for a minute.” Ran said, voice falling on deaf ears.

He had never been this drunk/high in his life. He couldn’t even unlock his phone to call a taxi, uber, or Lyft. He was seeing double and his ears were constantly ringing.

Mikey would’ve killed him. Someone who can’t control their liquor or handle their high shouldn’t be in Bonten. What if an adversary came and shot him dead? Wait- Don’t think that- Now he’s crouching down in front of the club trying to shake his thoughts off.

“Ran..? Are you alright?”

“Who is that?” F/N looked toward Y/N with a confused expression. “He’s… my brother’s friend. Go home, I have to get him out of here.” Y/N shooed her friend away and shook Ran’s shoulder.

“Oh..? Y/N. I’m seeing shit, aren’t I? You’re probably Rindou.” Ran snickered to himself, letting his head fall back on the brick wall of the club. “Ran, it’s me. Y/N, ok? I have to get you out of here. You’re drunk… or whatever the hell is going on with you. Did you get drunk?” Y/N pushed Ran towards her car.

“Rindou… Take me home, fucking jackass…” Ran mumbled, falling into the passenger seat. “I’m not that conceited bastard! Takeomi’s already gonna be mad that I took you home!” Y/N slammed the car door in anger.

Once Y/N got in, Ran was drawing on the car window with his finger. “Ooooo… Rindou, I drew a butterfly- Kinda looks like Kokonoi, doesn’t it?” The two-toned male chuckled deviously, throwing his head back against the seat.

Y/N tried to ignore Ran and whatever the hell he was on, but he continuously got on her nerves by either turning up the radio, calling her Rindou or just talking shit about Kakucho.

“You know… Rindou. Takeomi’s sister’s super pretty. You want some nieces or nephews?” Ran asked, looking out of the window. “What are you gonna do? Fuck her and leave her?” Y/N jokingly snorted, turning her blinker on. “No. I’m gonna marry her and have a big family. I’ll steal her number out of Takeomi’s phone.” Ran plotted, smirking deviously.

“You’re really stupid, Ran.”

“You’re stupid too, Rindou.”

Y/N handed a water bottle to Ran, watching him fumble with the cap. “Drink it. Hopefully, it sobers you up.” Y/N tried her best not to laugh as Ran turned the radio up. “You know… Rindou, your car looks fuckin’ different. Reminds me of Y/N.” Ran said, feeling the car finally park.

Y/N had to drag Ran in and put him on the couch. “Rindou… Are we in a hotel? Looks expensive, if you break stuff and we gotta pay, I have Kokonoi’s card number memorized.” Ran said, laying on the couch. “Mhm, everything’s gonna be alright… Ok, Ran?” Y/N frowned, watching his eyes shut.

A blanket was placed over Ran’s body as Y/N kept a gloomy expression on her face. She ended up staying up until 5 AM watching some random show.

When Ran woke up, he was completely oblivious to the events that transpired, all he knew was that he was at YOUR house on YOUR couch when he was clearly at a club with his brother and friends. “Y/N-? Y/N, wake up.” Ran said, shaking you awake.

“Oh… I was supposed to wake up earlier and cook breakfast.”

“N-No… You don’t need to do that for me. Why am I here? Did I do something?” Ran asked, watching Y/N stretch in her seat. “I was out with my friend and saw you in front of the club looking like you were dying.” Y/N shrugged.

She ended up going into full detail on what he said, did, and acted. Ran instantly choked on his spit as Y/N stifled her laughter. “You’re easy to laugh at Ran. I don’t think you realize the things you do or say until someone expresses how they feel towards you.” Y/N said, taking a sip of orange juice.

“I do know what I say. I mean everything that comes out of my mouth, Y/N. I’m not some random guy who just fucks every bitch he comes across.” Ran said, getting closer to Y/N. “Is that right, Haitani?” Y/N smiled, feeling Ran wrap his arms around her.

“Yeah, it is.”

Ran leaned in for a kiss and Y/N pulled back. “You’re an idiot, Haitani! That’s the funniest thing I’ve seen since I and Senju hid Takeomi’s cigs. Thanks for the laugh.” The woman said, walking towards her bathroom.

“Shit… Do you need an Uber or do you want me to take you?”

“I’ll… just ask Rin to take me.”

Ran was so embarrassed that he waited outside for his brother to come— And let’s just say it took him a good 50 minutes to even get his older brother.

“What the hell happened last night? You look stressed!”

“I’ve got a long way to go, Rindou.”

“Dude, what the fuck are u talking about ☠️?”

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Basically, I wanna make a part two and upload way more diff fics, but I honestly might not be able to due to school :(

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[lyrasfuneral]

𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐆 𝐖𝐀𝐘 𝟐 𝐆𝐎! | 𝐑𝐀𝐍 𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐈 (2)

tw: ran almost crashes the car, cussing, Ran basically has a huge breakdown inside of his mind.

category: fluff :3

Ran came into work with Rindou and immediately had eyes on him. “Dude, where the fuck did you disappear to last night? You said you were going outside, not fuckin’ leaving us!” Kakucho yelled. “Yeah, dude. Where’d you go?”

“Y/N’s house..”

Takeomi fell out of his chair, Sanzu’s pill fell out of his mouth, and Mikey’s jaw was on the ground. Before Takeomi or Sanzu yelled at him, he quickly explained the situation and said nothing sexual happened, which was true.

“Y-You tried to… kiss her?” Mikey stifled his laughter as Mochi’s cheeks puffed out. Within a few seconds, Ran became the source of today’s laughter. “Y/N would never get with someone like you, dude. Her standards are pretty high, which is why she hasn’t had a boyfriend.” Takeomi patted Ran’s back aggressively.

“I feel like someone’s talking about me.”

Eyes shot towards the ‘entrance’ of the hideout. “Hey, sis..! Wanna tell us about last night?” Sanzu smiled, wrapping his arm around his sister. “I saw Ran drunk and let him sober up at my house. What’s wrong with that?” Y/N asked, gently pulling away from her brother.

“This is so pathe- Ran, do better,” Kokonoi said, coughing to avoid letting out the laugh hidden deep in his throat. “Fuck all of you.” Ran scoffed.

“I don’t know why you’re laughing at him. If you were really friends with Ran, then you wouldn’t have left him outside while under the influence. If I were you, I’d be glad that nothing happened to Ran, ya know? Since you’re… gang members.” Y/N scoffed, turning on her heel and leaving the building.

“Aww… Didn’t get to see why she even came over.” Takeomi let out a loud sigh. “I can’t be mad, she’s right.” Rindou shrugged, hugging his brother tightly. “Y/N’s funny. I like her.” Mikey said, watching Takeomi look at him in confusion. “Dude, she gave you Dorayaki when you both were 12, let it go.”

For some reason, the entire office began arguing, and Ran used that as his chance to slip out and try to catch Y/N. “Y/N!” Ran yelled, panting as Y/N turned around.

For some reason, Y/N didn’t even look toward him. “Y/N, I know you hear me.” Ran crossed his arms as Y/N turned around. “You’re really embarrassing Ran,” Y/N spoke, e/c eyes looking towards the ground. “How am I embarrassing, Y/N?” Ran tilted his head in confusion.

Y/N’s eyes slowly traveled up his body, hands moving behind her back. “Nevermind… You’re gonna ask to pay me back from Last night, right? Here’s my number.” Y/N handed Ran a sticky note with a number on it. “Is this a joke?” Ran asked. “Of course not. I’m tired of joking around with you. You always look like a kicked puppy when I make fun of you.” Y/N said, getting into her car. “So... If I call this number… You’ll pick up?”

“No, Satan will. Obviously dumbass!”

Ran felt dejected once more. At least he got her number though. +10 points for Ran even though Y/N is up by like… 45. That doesn’t matter though, he got the damn number. He’s winning as of right now.

“What the hell were you doing?” Kokonoi asked, watching Ran smile stupidly. “Getting air.” Ran said, sitting down in his usual spot. “Very nice! Unfortunately, I don’t care. Get to work.”

“Yes, boss.”

After a long day of doing whatever the hell Mikey makes them do, Ran was on his way home until he got a call. He doesn’t usually get calls, so he decided to answer it.

“Hey, is this Ran?”

“Y/N?” Ran asked, stopping at the red light. “Yup, so when are you taking me out? I’m hungry.” Although Ran wasn’t around her, he could tell she had some sort of frown on her face. “Who said I would take you out tonight?” Ran asked, nervously looking at his watch.

“Um… Sanzu? He said you were talking about it all day. Even gave me your number..” Y/N shrugged, pouring water into her cup. “I was talking about next week. Go get dressed.” Ran said, turning left. “Alright. Just come in when you’re here.” Y/N ended the call.

“I’m gonna murder Sanzu.”

While Ran was mentally cursing out Sanzu, Y/N was trying to figure out what dress to wear. “Too Pink… Why would I wear pink with some damn mafia member? What if I wear black?” Y/N picked up the dress.

“Mm… Who cares? Free food is free food.” Y/N sighed, throwing the dress on. Most of the stuff in her closet is stuff she bought with her brother’s money. Sanzu didn’t care and Takeomi just told her not to make him go bankrupt.

Good brother’s if you ask me. Money whenever I want? Oh, count me in.

That’s not the topic though. By the time Y/N finished getting dressed, Ran was at her door. “Look who’s on time.” Y/N smiled, looking at Ran’s nervous expression. “Um… Where do you wanna go.”

“Mcdonald’s.”

“What?”

“I’m joking, take me anywhere.”

Ran helped Y/N into the car and sped into the night, thinking of where they should go. What’s the best restaurant he’s been to? Where’s somewhere he can go that’s gonna wow Y/N?

Misoguigawa is known for its French-styled food. Y/N would like that right? French is good, right? Paris is the symbol of love so-

“Ran, you’re gonna fucking crash!” Y/N’s voice pulled him out of his thoughts. Ran’s foot pressed onto the brakes, causing both of them to roughly hit their seats. “I thought you wanted to take me out to a restaurant! Not take me to the damn gates of Heaven!” Y/N yelled, watching Ran sigh.

“Just sit back and don’t worry.”

Don’t worry? Bro you almost sent her up with Shinichiro. “I’m gonna believe you for the sake of this food.” Y/N sighed, feeling the car finally move.

Y/N would be lying if she said she wasn’t nervous. Ran’s hot, and besides him being the laughingstock of his friends, he’s actually a good guy. Yeah, he might kill people, but that has nothing to do with Y/N. It’s not like she cares either, he seems like he has no horrible motives.

Maybe she should date him and give him a chance. He seems like love just avoids him.

“Y/N, we’re here.”

Y/N looked up to see the Misoguigawa in front of her. She’s heard of it many times, but she hadn’t been there. Not only that, but from the outside, it looks amazing. Ran, of course, linked his arms with yours before walking into the restaurant, and it was amazing. You were kinda upset that you haven’t even been here before.

During the dinner, Ran didn’t talk much. He just kept asking if you liked the food, if you were having fun, or if you were all right.

Now, if Rin was here, he would’ve told you that Ran has a crush on you. You noticed it too, of course, but for some reason, you don’t believe it’s genuine. “Ran, I’m ready to g-!” Before you could speak, Ran cut you off. “I’m in love with you.” He said, tightly gripping his cup.

Y/N looked shocked for a second, but then she started laughing, and that did nothing but break his confidence down. She was laughing at him, just like everyone else does… That’s not fair. It’s not fucking fair.

He spent money on her, saved her from some thug, he’s taking her out to eat without asking for gas money— Is Sanzu’s sister really this cruel?

Her laughing fueled his anger. He didn’t know what to do except sit there and continuously grip his cup until Y/N noticed the cracks forming on the glass. “Ran, did you not hear me? Calm down, I’m in love with you too.” Y/N gave him a nervous smile. “What..?” Ran finally let the cup out of his grip, feeling his body no longer tremble from the anger. “I’m in love with you too, Ran. Don’t make me say it again.” Y/N placed her hand on top of Ran’s.

“Are you fucking with me or-?”

Ran felt Y/N press her lips against his for a solid 10 seconds. “Does that say enough or no, Ran?” Y/N placed a hand on his chin, smiling devilishly. “It does, Y/N. May I ask what this makes us?”

“Dumb and Dumber.”

“Ok…”

In the end, you and Ran are dating. This is the happiest you’ve been since you got to spend everything on Sanzu’s card. Ran was always soft and gentle with you… but ya know.

Maybe not in bed.

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my friend was the first to read this 😭. Hope you all enjoyed 🫶🏾.

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[lyrasfuneral]

𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐔𝐒 ♡| 𝐈𝐙𝐔𝐊𝐔 𝐌𝐈𝐃𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐘𝐀

category: angst.

(sn: this was super short / rushed. I just really wanted to write a mha/bnha story 😞)

You and Izuku met each other at UA. It was like love at first sight— and you were glad to have some sort of friend there, and so was he.

He saw himself with you. Especially when you were cheering him on at the sports festival. He drowned out every voice except for yours and tuned into your supportive yells.

What he didn’t expect, was grief hitting him so hard. The fact that you died while protecting him was what broke him— but it also motivated him. He wouldn’t want you to see him sulking and blaming himself for everything.

The last thing you wanted was for Izuku to doubt himself, which is why you constantly encouraged him. He was more than some kid who excelled due to his quirk. He was more than just some nerd who constantly wrote about quirks in his notebook.

He was yours, and you were his.

Even if you died, Izuku loved you indefinitely. His love for you grew every day. Your smile, your eyes, your laughter. You. Just Y/N— His Y/N.

After your death, class 1-A seemed more determined. You were someone who could lighten up the mood in 0.5 seconds. That’s one of his favorite traits of yours. You were funny and laidback.

He remembers the look in your eyes while you were perishing. “Izuku… You’re here.” You whispered, weakly smiling at him. The fiend you encountered was strong, but in the end, you defeated him to protect Midoriya. You continued to prevail even with all the blood rushing from your injuries. “Y/N! Y/N! You have to stay awake, ok? I’m gonna get you some help. I’m not letting you die like this!“

But, you did die. Even when your body was cold, he tried to convince everyone that you still had a fraction of life left, but the plug was pulled.

That day, a permanent crack in his spirit was made. He didn’t come to class for 3 days. Those 3 days were unusually long. For those 3 days, he contemplated on why he didn’t confess to you. Why didn’t he ever express his feelings?

Even though you knew he loved you, you would’ve done anything to hear him say “I love you, Y/N.”

It wasn’t fair that you were taken so early. You didn’t get to experience anything— Hell, you didn’t even get to your third year at UA. Your biggest dream was to be a hero, and you didn’t even live long enough for that.

To Izuku, it was nothing like that though. You did get to be a hero— his hero. You saved him. You gave your last bit of energy just to save him. He couldn’t let you down now. He had to become a hero, just for your sake.

He promises to make you proud each day, Y/N.

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[lyrasfuneral]

𝐌𝐘 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑 ♡ | 𝐓𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐍𝐀𝐑𝐈

category: fluff :)

desc: in which Tighnari doesn’t know how to confess his love for you, so he goes through many trials and tribulations to prove his love. (Also, this might be a series I don’t know).

tw/cw: Tighnari’s constantly procrastinating, mentions of the Reader getting injured but not severely.

It was normal for Tighnari to be busy and stressed, but this was a different type of stress. Collei seemed to have noticed it and questioned her boss about it. “Master Tighnari, is something wrong?” the forest-green-haired female tilted her head as her ‘boss’ paced around the room. “Do you remember Y/N? She comes here often.” The bi-colored male looked towards Collei who nodded in confusion. “I’ve known her for a while now, and it seems I’ve developed feelings for her.” A sigh left his lips as he thought about the h/c female.

The way she’d repeatedly ask if he was ok. Her e/c orbs always looking into his dual-colored ones. Her voice was either cheery or dull. The dull voice was rare— It was only used when her research wasn’t going well. No matter what her tone was, Tighnari always felt happy around her. He had no issue helping Y/N or just silently being around her.

Tighnari knew he could be hard to approach sometimes. His attitude, tone, and resting position said a lot. He was strict when it came to working and barely took breaks. He hated when he’d stay out late and miss Y/N coming to Gandharva Ville.

He had to pull himself out of his thoughts though. Right now, he’s talking to Collei. “Master Tighnari? Are you alright?” She asked with a voice laced with concern. “Yes, I’m fine. I was just thinking about a few things. I’d like for me and Y/N to be closer... I just don’t know how to go about it. She wouldn't like someone like me, could she?” Tighnari’s tone was different— The usually strict and stern voice seemed to be gone. He was finally letting his feelings out.

“Master Tighnari, are you saying that you like Y/N? I think she likes you too.” Collei said, trying not to reveal Y/N’s secret. Though Collei and Y/N don’t go way back, Y/N talks to Collei while Tighnari is gone. The truth is, Y/N feels the exact same way about the Forest Watcher.

“Collei, I understand you’re trying to help. I don’t believe Y/N feels the same way about me.” Tighnari let out a sigh of irritation. “Well-! If you want help, you can ask the Traveler! I’m sure he can help!” Collei exclaimed as Tighnari put a hand up to his chin. “The traveler has many more significant things to do than help a hopeless romantic, but... Maybe I could ask him. I’m all out of ideas.” Rain began to pour down on the forest as the pair continued conversing about Y/N.

The next day, Aether coincidentally came to Gandharva Ville with Paimon. “Traveler, Paimon. Great timing. I was just about to go find you.” The Forest Watcher spoke, crossing his arms as Paimon tilted her head. “What’s up, Tighnari? Are there more withering zones?” The white-haired being grinned as Aether looked toward Tighnari. “No. Before I tell you about my difficulties, I’d like to ask why’d you come here?” Tighnari’s bi-colored eyes lowered as Aether passed the letter to him. “Someone named Y/N asked us to give this to you! She gave us a lot of Mora for it!” Paimon happily hovered in the air as Tighnari’s eyes enlarged.

“Y/N was attacked?! Is she alright?” Tighnari shouted, ears squirming as Aether nodded. “Yes. She was attacked by a group of Eremites.” The blonde said as his hair blew in the wind. “Where is she now? Did you leave her by herself?” Tighnari’s fear and concern for Y/N were visible. “Nilou was there when we left. She might be gone though... Tighnari, are you alright?” Paimon’s voice broke as Tighnari nodded.

“Yes, I’m fine. Just tell Collei that she’s in charge.” Tighnari was about to set off until Collei stopped him. “Master Tighnari. You should take the Traveler with you. He can help!” Collei suggested. “.. Fine, come with me.”

Tighnari appeared to be silent. So silent, that it was killing Paimon. “Tighnari, are you and Y/N close?” She asked, nervously peeking at him. “You could say that. I was originally gonna look for you guys so I can ask how to confess to her.”

Aether and Paimon’s heads snapped over to Tighnari as he continued walking. “What’s wrong?” He asked. “You like Y/N?! I didn’t see you as that type of guy, Tighnari! How did you and Y/N meet?” Paimon glided towards Tighnari excitedly. “I and Y/N met at the Akademiya. At first, I’d avoid her at all costs for some reason. We bumped into each other and I made her drop all of her equipment, so I offered to make her dinner.” Tighnari shrugged.

Tighnari was silent after that. He was yanked back into his mind and forced to relive everything.

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“You didn’t have to cook for me, Tighnari.” Y/N nervously played with her fingers as she looked at the empty plate. “It was just a gesture of kindness due to me knocking you over.” Tighnari stood up and began walking toward the door. “Wait, Tighnari!” Y/N yelled. “Yes? Is something wrong?” Tighnari’s dual-colored eyes turned toward Y/N, who was looking at him nervously. “I.. wanted to know if you could help me with this research paper. A lot of people here say you’re smart.” She muttered, observing him take his hand away from the entry.

“Of course, I can help you with it. Just take it as me reimbursing you once more.”

Tighnari spent hours helping Y/N with her research. Not once did he get frustrated or enraged at her clumsiness. It was like he was incapable of being mad at her. “Thank you, Tighnari! I’m glad you were able to help me.” Y/N smiled gently as Tighnari’s ears wiggled. “I-It’s fine. No need to keep glorifying me. If you need any assistance, Y/N.. I’ll be around.” Tighnari surged out of the dorm with a pink hue on his cheeks.

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Tighnari was pulled from memory lane when Aether drummed his shoulder. “Tighnari! Paimon thought you were going to fall out!” Paimon cried. “I was pondering about my job, sorry. We’re close to Y/N.” Tighnari spoke. “Oh, right! You were spacing out so you couldn’t hear us. Try to give her a Sumeru rose!” Paimon proposed with a wide smile.

Tighnari looked down at the grass and picked up the rose, bi-colored eyes squinting as he inspected the flower. It had to be perfect. A perfect flower for a perfect person. The flower was beautiful— The purple hues and the darker purple contrasted with the lighter purple, but somehow went well with it.

Tighnari felt like it matched Y/N perfectly. “Is that an acceptable choice?” Aether asked, glimpsing at the way Tighnari kept gazing at the rose. “Yes. It’s beautiful.” He said, putting some pep into his step. Aether noticed the way that he scurried towards Y/N’s abode, ears bouncing, tail swishing from side to side, and a determined look.

“Psst, Traveler. Tighnari seems happy.” Paimon whispered. “It’s because he’s going to see Y/N.” The Traveler said, observing Tighnari knock on the door. “Y/N, it’s Tighnari. Open the door.” He requested, gripping the rose’s stem.

Once the door opened, Tighnari felt his body get heftier, his ears wiggled and his heart thumped against his chest. For some reason, his throat went dry and he couldn’t speak. He wanted to say something, but the view of her had him silent.

“Tighnari, are you gonna say something?”

“Y/N, I’m in love with you.”

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sorry to leave you guys on a cliffhanger 😭 Part 2 will be coming soon. Also, I stopped writing that Gojo fanfic- I’m gonna write for another show/anime though 🫣.

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𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐁𝐎𝐘 | 𝐊𝐄𝐈𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐄 𝐁𝐀𝐉𝐈

category: fluff to angst

Y/N was the prettiest girl Baji had seen. He loved her dearly. The first time he saw her, his eyes lit up. He was so in love, that he dropped his Peyoung Yakisoba that he and Chifuyu were sharing. He just knew he had to impress her in some way—

He reviewed her grades and she had consecutive A’s— Alright, Keisuke. Look like a dork. Chifuyu had tried to tell him to just go up and talk to her but, our little Keisuke couldn’t handle that.

He came to school the next day wearing glasses and carrying a random glasses case he stole. “You dropped your case.“ Y/N said, picking the item up. Baji saw sparks fly.

“C-Can I take you out?”

Y/N gave him a dazed look and became silent. “Sorry! I shouldn’t have asked that. Forgive me-!”

“Sure. Why not?”

The rest was history. Well- Chifuyu had to help Baji steal enough cash to buy an expensive suit. It was fun. After two months of dating. The entirety of Toman knew about Y/N.. but, the thing was. They never encountered her. They only heard stories about her from Baji and Chifuyu.

Come to find out, Y/N thinks Baji has an after-school job. Well, guess what? The after-school job is Toman! “You gotta let us meet her. Come on! How am I gonna tell funny stories at the wedding?!” Mikey pleaded. “Ok- Ok… but she really doesn’t know about the gang stuff. She can’t find out, seriously.” Baji said.

You were sorta happy to meet Baji’s friend. Their appearances… looked a bit scary. You heard from your parents that only gang members had piercings. “Hi… I’m Y/N L/N…” The girl bowed, hearing their loud laughs. “Y/N You don’t have to bow, seriously.” Baji smiled, holding her hand gently. “This is Mikey, Draken, Mitsuya, Pah, and you already know Chifuyu.” Baji pointed to each person as he said their names. “We heard a lot about you! We didn’t expect him to actually have a girlfriend though. Glad there’s someone to deal with his bullshit.” Draken smirked.

“Keisuke’s actually laidback! He studies with me a lot!”

“WHAT?!”

“He studies with me… All the time? Did I say something wrong?” Y/N withered. “N-No! They’re just surprised because um... Baji’s a lot smarter than us. He’s really quick with work so we’re surprised he’s actually studying with someone!” Chifuyu said, smiling at Y/N. “Oh… That’s great! I didn’t know you were that smart, Kei! I guess you really are a genius.” Y/N kissed Baji’s cheek with a small smile.

“Well! It was lovely for you guys to meet! How about I take you home, Y/N! You know your dad is really strict about that curfew!” Baji yanked Y/N away. “You guys nearly broke the cover!”

“… How do we break a cover? Its fabric.”

“Come on Pah… Follow along bro.”

To you, the meeting was only questionable because they didn’t sound stunned that you and Baji were both smart— but because he wasn’t that smart. If Keisuke wasn’t that smart, then how in the world was he keeping up with you? “Kei… Are you lying to me about something?” Y/N asked, letting go of his hand. “… No. Why would you think that?” He responded, looking her in the eyes.

“It’s just um… Your friend. The ones you introduced as Mikey and Draken... Have you not heard of them? They’re gang members! It’s um. The… Tokyo.. um... I dunno.” Your shoulders slumped, but you noticed Baji breathing heavily. “You haven’t been in contact with any gangs, right? Are you ok?” He asked.

“I met the leader of the Black Dragons once! He and his friends stopped to help me because I scraped my knee! I wonder how they’re doing…”

Not well, Y/N! Baji actually had something to do with his death but moving on:

“Ok, Y/N. I’m a part of Toman. You were right. Tokyo Manji Gang, ok? I just.. didn’t want you to be scared of me.” Baji looked away and began rubbing his neck. “Huh? Why would I be spooked by anyone? If I’m gonna die I’d just die. I’m scared of my mom when she messes up dinner though.” Y/N shrugged. “So you’re not upset?” Baji smiled.

Y/N roughly grabbed his ear and pulled him down. “Yes, I am upset! You overworked yourself because you wanted to seem smart, didn’t you? That’s why you kept showing up to school late!” Y/N yelled. “Ok! Ok! Yes! I did! I wanted to impress you!”

The full way home was a lecture about protection and what to do if someone shows up to a fight with a gun— and to not lie about unreasonable things. Y/N cherished Keisuke regardless.

And when he departed, she just couldn’t handle it. She let herself go. Only so she could be reunited with her lover.

Anything for her loverboy.

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