#ritsu's messy hair!!!

[luxiaosh]

sinostra boys are so good ! !

[seangelfish]

Neck bites

Ritsu Sakuma x [Fem] Reader

Genres: Smut (NSFW), fluff.

Content warnings: blood, blood kink, unprotected sex, riding, missionary, creampie, vanilla sex.

Word count: 2,049

Plot/summary: After trying your blood for the first time, your boyfriend continues to ask for it whenever he's feeling sluggish. Because you loved him so much, you always agreed. You were only doing this for his sake, but maybe there was just more to it than you thought...

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT.

The first time he had a taste of your blood was when you accidentally pricked your finger with a needle. You were sewing a loose button of your boyfriend’s Knights uniform for him, but because of his clinginess, he knocked your hand further into the fabric, stabbing your finger.

“Ow!” you cried. “Ritsu…!”

The tip of your finger began to bleed. It stung, but there wasn’t too much to worry about. It was a tiny puncture after all.

“Ah, (Y/N), I'm sorry!” Ritsu said, immediately taking your hand as he started inspecting the wound.

"It's okay," you sighed. "I did tell you to be careful though, didn't I? Could you grab me a plaster–"

But before you could finish your sentence, Ritsu had stuck your finger into his mouth. You could feel his tongue swirl around your wound.

You didn't expect this from him because despite his vampiric condition, Ritsu doesn't think of himself as a vampire. Sure, he jokes about wanting to drink your blood, but you never took him seriously.

You let him lick your wound anyway. He seemed calm, and he looked cute doing it.

When he was finished, he looked up at you with a big grin.

"Sorry, my love. I should've asked you first," he said. "Hehe, you taste nice though. Let me try you again next time~?"

He looked so happy that you didn't have the heart to scold him.

"Hmm, we'll see," you teased whilst he brought you over a plaster, helping you put it on.

From that day onwards, whenever Ritsu would feel sluggish, he would pester you for your blood. You always obliged because well, he's your boyfriend. You cared about him so much, and if this would help him preform better in the day, you'd do it.

However, you did leave him with a few conditions if he were to drink your blood. You'd only let him drink blood from your arms or hands. You'd never let him drink blood from your neck because you'd hate for it to get scarred.

You were an idol just like him after all. Not only would it cause rumours, but it just wouldn't look good on you.

He obeyed your rules easily. Therefore, during breaks, the two of you would go somewhere private. You'd lift your hand up and he'd kiss it before biting into your flesh, sucking your blood up. It always hurt, but Ritsu would kiss the pain away and patch you up.

But this time was different.

You were visiting Ritsu in his dorm he shared with Mika. Mika wouldn't be back until the evening, so it was just you and your boyfriend.

Ritsu decided to give you a tour of his dorm. You adored how both his and Mika's aesthetics complemented each other's.

"Your dorm is beautiful," you commented. Half of you expected something like this, but the other half expected the room to be completely messy. "You'll let me visit more, right?"

"Of course~" he said, pulling you into an embrace. "I want you to visit me all the time~"

The two of you stayed like that for a while. Hugging Ritsu was always so comforting because he was so gentle with you. He'd hold your head, carefully stroking your hair.

After a few minutes of silence, Ritsu spoke up again.

"(Y/N)... can I have some of your blood?"

“Oh, sure. Are you feeling tired already?”

"No... I'm just feeling thirsty..." he replied, his hands gripping your waist. "But can I ask you for blood from your neck this time?"

“W-What? Ritsu, you know I can’t—“

He was only playing with you, but he was worried about you too.

“(Y/N), I was just teasing you,” he admitted. “At the same time though, I can’t keep drinking from your arms or hands. You’ll be covered in bandages soon, and I’d hate to see you like that.”

He was right. You were regretting the conditions you had set for him as people began taking notice of the plasters on your arms.

"O-Okay... just the back of my neck, alright...? I don’t want bruises on my neck either.”

“Of course, my love,” he said. “I won’t damage you, you’re my pretty girl~”

He sat down on his bed and then patted his lap for you to sit. You hesitated for a moment, but followed suit. He wrapped his arms around your waist lovingly, resting his head on your shoulder as he nuzzled you.

“I like times like this,” he whispered.

“Mhm, me too,” you said, giggling.

“Are you ready? I’ll try to be gentle.”

“Yes, I’m ready.”

Ritsu brushed your hair out of the way to reveal your bare nape. You could feel his breath on your neck as he bit into it. You winced as he held your hands to comfort you.

He sucked your blood slowly. Despite the many times he has done this, it never stopped hurting. You whined in pain, wriggling in your seat. Ritsu caressed your hands with his.

Ritsu loved the taste of your blood, and he loved how you always took care of him, letting him grab a taste whenever he needed it. You were so sweet to him, so he declared to himself that he would do anything you wanted of him.

You started to wriggle yourself even more on his lap, rubbing your thighs together. Ritsu noticed your actions quickly as he let go of your hands to hold your thighs. He had stopped sucking your blood by then.

“What are you doing, my love?” he whispered in your ear and in which you could hear the smirk in his voice. "Is this turning you on?”

You didn’t want to admit it, but the position you were in with him, him gently taking care of you as he sucked on your blood, had aroused something in you. You were so sure of yourself that when Ritsu would ask you for blood, you were doing it for his sake only, that it didn't excite you. However, if you really thought about it, maybe it did.

You couldn't bear to look at him. You were ashamed and extremely embarrassed. Your silence answered all his questions though. Ritsu wasn't dumb. He knew you very well considering the fact he was always with you before you two began dating.

"(Y/N), would you like to take this further?"

As soon as he asked that question, you turned to him, finally showing how flushed your face was.

"Could we...?" you whispered, tugging on his sweater in a needy manner.

The way you looked at him with that desperate face of yours made him want you more than you wanted him.

Clothes thrown on the floor, you were now sitting on his lap facing him. As you laid your hands on his shoulders, his hands held your body in place. He held your waist gently, biting and sucking on your neck whilst you grinded on his cock repeatedly.

“Ahh… mmm~” you went, loving the feeling of your pussy being stuffed with his cock as your neck was being bitten into and sucked. “R-Ritsu…”

He never expected you to have a blood kink, but he was enjoying this the same. He can have sex with you AND drink your blood?! You really were spoiling him today.

He gasped for air, moaning out your name. The way you grinded on his dick felt so good, he would let you do this for as long as you wanted.

“Thank you, my love…” he breathed out. “For letting me do this… ahhh~ you feel so good, hah…”

You just moaned in response as you began to bounce on his cock. He moaned even louder, his hands now sliding to cup your ass.

“Ahh, (Y/N)… nghh… feels so… good…”

“Mmm~ Ritsu…”

He leaned in for a kiss in which you gave him. Tongue in your mouth, you could taste your blood he had just sucked on. It had a metallic kind of taste, but you didn’t mind it. All sorts of thoughts were swimming in your head for you to care.

He broke off the kiss as he began to suck on your nipples instead, nipping them with his fanged teeth, his tongue swirling around the areola.

“Ahh, Ritsu~!”

He loved hearing your moans, but you were just too quiet for his liking.

“You want me to suck on your blood some more~?” he hissed into your ear. “Just say it. I’ll do anything you want me to.”

You blushed even more. “T-Then… can you?” you said softly, and once he was given permission, he flipped your position around.

Now that you were laying on his bed, he hovered above you, his cock in his hand as he inserted it back into your pussy.

He was now on top of you, ramming his dick inside of you, making you moan even louder. You wrapped your arms and legs around his slender figure as he began to take another bite of your neck.

“Ugh… fuck…” he hissed as he licked up the blood that was dripping down onto his sheets. “You’re so tight, I— ahh…”

“Ritsu… f-faster~!”

And he obeyed. Thrusting into your hole, he kept the pace up whilst sinking into your skin yet again. The way he bit you made you feel ecstatic. He was leaving you hickies all over your body, but in places that weren’t too revealing. Despite you giving permission beforehand that he could bite you anywhere now, he was still considerate of the fact that after you were off your high, you may regret it.

“D-deeper!” you exclaimed. “Ritsu, please!”

He didn’t understand where you wanted it deeper, his dick or his teeth, but he didn’t want to take a chunk off your flesh, so he rammed his dick into your pussy even more.

“Nghh…” he groaned. “I… I’m going to come…”

“No…! Not yet…!” you begged.

Because every time he came, Ritsu would fall right to sleep. You didn’t want this to end just yet.

“D-Don’t worry,” he said. “Ah… I won’t fall asleep this time… I promise… hah… fuck…”

He kept pounding you with all his ability, moaning into your ear. You loved the way he sounded during sex. Not only was his voice beautiful when he sang, but when he moaned too.

“R-Ritsu… I’m going to come…!” you cried.

“Alright… then I’ll come with you…”

Loudly moaning his name, you came right on his dick that was still thrusting inside you. A few seconds after, Ritsu finally came, pumping all his cum out of his system and into yours.

“(Y/N)!” he groaned. “Nghh…!”

He filled you up just right. Ritsu panted, pulling his cock out of you. He watched his cum spill out of your hole and onto his velvet sheets.

You were extremely tired now. Your neck and chest were now covered in marks, some of which were still bleeding. Not only was cum coming out of you, but blood too. Ritsu thought you looked beautiful like this.

He licked up the remaining blood off your neck before kissing your cheek.

“(Y/N)… thank you for the meal~” he said, cuddling up to you. “I love you so much.”

“Mmm…” you whined.. “I love you… too… Ritsu… I’m surprised you didn’t fall asleep…”

He chuckled. “Your blood gave me the strength to stay awake~”

“Oh, right… hehe…”

“Come on now, I can’t leave you like this,” he said, getting up. “Mikarin will be back soon too.”

Unfortunately for him, you had drifted off to sleep. He let you sleep for a bit as he cleaned and patched up your wounds. You still looked pretty even when there were bite marks all over you. Thankfully, most of the marks he made only covered your chest, leaving only one mark on the side of your neck — the one mark he kept sucking on. It was already red and sore so he smeared some ointment on it and stuck a plaster on.

He bathed your tired body before helping you put your clothes back on. You giggled to yourself as he blow dried your hair.

The door clicked open and Mika returned. It was already so late.

“Oh, Ritsu, (Y/N)!” he greeted. “You two look really happy.”

Ritsu smiled at his roommate. “Yep, we had a lot of fun today…”

Intro page | Ensemble Stars masterlist | Rules

[cocoellen]

I tried doing an art study of a different art style and wanted to follow how this one artist drew eyes hair and just how they draw and oh my fucking god…

I don’t know if it worked but I’m so in love with this Ritsu practice idk if it matched anything but it’s mostly more messy hair and how they colored the eyes

I love fem Ritsu so much I love drawing femstars LMAO punching air jumping jacks I love woman 😔

I HOPE SHE LOOKS OKAY?? DOES RITSU LOOK ALRIGHT??

[honeybeewhereartthee]

Paper Airplanes

Ritsu Sakuma x Reader.

They said if you write your wish in a paper airplane and it hit the person that's connected to your wish. It will be granted.

That's what you heard from a Drama you saw someone watch in a passing. You thought about it as you look from the window and saw two people seating under the tree that seems to be chatting about something.

You take out a paper and wrote something in it and fold it.

["please go out with me." -MC]

Was what you wrote in the paper airplane before you, you take a deep breath and launch your paper airplane and hope it will hit the obvious Valkyria member but the wind have said other wise as it blow to another direction.

"Oh shit." You start to curse as you watch it land under a different tree but you quickly tried to get it but when you arrive there you saw someone there and looking at a piece of paper while rubbing his black messy hair.

"*yawn.... Ah? " Ritsu Sakuma looks at you with lazy eyes as he rest his head on his knee and look at the paper and you. "Sure." Giving you a very idol like smile, that made you daze for a moment to process what he says.

"what." You look at him dumbfounded.

"I'll go out with you." He repeated. "First order of relationship is you being my pillow~" he pulled you close to him and he rest his head on your lap and yawns as he slowly sleep once more.

You have no idea how to tell him that it's supposed to be for Mika!

[ninani06]

— I don't deserve him {chap 3}

Before Next

[ Isara Mao x f!reader ]

♡ Tags: Casual.

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Outside the house gate, the morning sunlight had only just begun to touch the end of the alley. The pale blue sky still carried a hint of lingering mist. A boy with pinkish-red hair stood there, hands tucked into his jacket pockets, his eyes fixed on the familiar house with an expression of anticipation mixed with a bit of excitement. He was used to this morning scenery—the cool air, the smell of freshly baked bread from the neighboring house, the chirping birds, and… waiting to walk to school with you.

Mao smiled and gently knocked on the old white-painted wooden door, its color faded with time. He hoped to see the familiar face peek out, like always—your (h/c) hair slightly messy from just waking up, your eyes still sleepy, though you always tried to hide it behind a calm expression.

But this time, it wasn’t you who opened the door. Instead, it was your mother, the gentle woman who always greeted him with a smile as warm as the morning sun.

“Oh? Isn’t this Mao-kun?” she said in surprise, still holding a kitchen towel.

Mao froze for a second, but out of habit, he quickly bowed his head politely and said, “Good morning, ma’am. I hope you’re having a nice morning.”

She chuckled softly, her laugh carrying the same warmth you had when you were genuinely happy. “You too, dear. You’re here early, huh?”

He scratched his neck a little awkwardly, his eyes subtly glancing into the house, a bit flustered. He didn’t want to bother anyone, but he couldn’t hide his concern.

“Um… may I ask, is [Y/N] still getting ready?”

Your mom looked momentarily surprised, resting a hand on the door frame. “Oh… I thought the two of you left earlier already?”

“…Huh?” Mao blinked.

His heart skipped a beat. Not walking together? Not getting ready? You hadn’t said anything. A strange feeling ran down his spine, like something no longer aligned the way it used to.

On the walk to school, Mao’s feet moved out of habit, but his mind spun with nameless thoughts. He was used to walking to school with you. Even though you didn’t talk much, your presence beside him was always a peaceful part of his mornings. Every step you took had its own quiet rhythm—gentle, silent… but familiar. And now, all he felt was the emptiness beside him.

He tried to come up with a reasonable explanation. Maybe you overslept? Or something urgent came up? But if that were the case, you usually sent a message in the group chat between the three of you. Today, though—nothing. Not a single word. As if intentional.

Did I do something wrong…?

Mao searched his memory, recalling how the two of you still talked normally yesterday. He even bought you a steamed bun, and you smiled, cheeks slightly flushed under the afternoon sun as you thanked him. Everything had seemed fine. And yet…

“Maa-kun!”

A familiar voice rang out from behind, snapping him out of his tangled thoughts.

“Huh?” He turned around, just in time to see a head of fluffy black hair brushing past his vision before feeling the familiar weight on his back.

“Something wrong?” Mao asked, glancing over his shoulder.

Ritsu had somehow climbed onto his back, resting his chin on Mao’s shoulder, his eyes half-closed like a lazy kitten enjoying the morning. One hand poked playfully at Mao’s cheek.

“You’re spacing out early in the morning, Maa-kun. Suspicious~” Ritsu teased with a grin, though his eyes sparkled with quiet curiosity.

Mao could only offer a sheepish smile, trying to mask the confusion inside him. “It’s nothing… I probably just didn’t sleep well.”

“Didn’t sleep well? Weird. You didn’t have a late practice yesterday, did you?” Ritsu murmured, eyes narrowing as if trying to read between the lines.

Mao said nothing. He couldn’t bring himself to say that his heart was in turmoil over one girl not walking with him this morning. Just because… one person said nothing, and his entire world suddenly felt like a mess.

Ritsu, the boy with black hair and blood-red eyes, watched him silently for a moment, then suddenly said in a light but firm tone:

“It’s about Y/N, isn’t it?”

Mao paused for a beat as if caught red-handed, then gave a small nod, shoulders slumping slightly.

“Did you two have a fight when I wasn’t around?” Ritsu continued, his tone still teasing but now his gaze had turned serious.

“No, nothing like that,” Mao sighed, his fingers unconsciously tightening around his bag strap. “I’ve been trying to remember… if I did something wrong…” His voice lowered, laced with fatigue, confusion, and a quiet worry.

He hung his head, overwhelmed by a tangled web of thoughts, unable to find the end. “Y/N has never acted like this before…” he thought to himself, a chill running through him as he remembered your recent avoidant glances and the strange silence in their group chat.

Ritsu sat quietly on Mao’s back, his eyes no longer bearing their usual lazy glint. He understood. He knew your emotional patterns well—how you were so good at hiding your feelings that most people wouldn’t even notice you were hurting.

“Maybe… you should go find Y/N?” Ritsu said softly, offering the idea with a subtle hint of meaning. His crimson eyes were filled with empathy, though he didn’t speak further on what he might’ve guessed.

Mao looked up, a faint spark of light returning to his eyes. “Yeah, I was thinking that too.” Though he didn’t know what was going on, he understood that silence wouldn’t solve anything. If you were hiding something in your heart, he wanted to be the first one to hear it.

Ritsu smiled—a vague, sleepy smile like always, but this time, it held a sense of reassurance. “Good.” He didn’t say more, because he believed those two would find their way back to each other—like always. But this time… maybe it wouldn’t be the same as before.

At first, Mao planned to find you early in the morning, before the bell rang for class. But things didn’t go as smoothly as he’d hoped. The school buildings for producers and idols were in completely opposite directions, and he didn’t have enough time to circle around and look for you. To make things worse, the bell signaling the start of first period was drawing near, looming like a threat. In the end, he had to grit his teeth and give up, sighing to himself, “I’ll try after class then…”

But “after class” wasn’t simple either.

Mao’s schedule today wasn’t as relaxed as usual. Right after the last period, he had to rush to a studio for a photoshoot with Trickstar—a session that had been scheduled since last week and couldn’t be postponed. While staff members were busy preparing the lighting, costumes, and props, Mao sat alone in the waiting room, idly scrolling through his phone.

He opened the staff and schedule management app, just intending to glance over the list of producers and assistants assigned for today. His eyes scanned the names absentmindedly… until one line made him freeze.

L/n Y/N.

His eyes widened. For a moment, he thought he was seeing things. But there it was—your name, clearly listed, unmistakable. His heart skipped a beat. He blinked several times and tapped on the entry, needing to confirm it wasn’t a mistake in the system.

L/n Y/N – Assistant Manager – Trickstar Photoshoot Session

Emotions burst inside him. He hadn’t expected that in a day that felt like it was falling apart, he’d be gifted a small but precious moment like this. A part of him wanted to leap up in joy, but instead, he just smiled—a bright smile filled with relief.

“So… I get to see you today after all, Y/N,” Mao whispered, his hand tightening around his phone. The heavy atmosphere of the upcoming shoot seemed to ease a little. That small joy became a spark, a lightness in his heart amidst all the confusion.

Even if it’s just a brief meeting, even if you don’t feel like talking to him… at the very least, this time, he wouldn’t miss the chance to understand your feelings. And if possible… he hoped he could be the one to make you open your heart again.

Before Next

[eternitas]

getting the hang of Ritsu is hard. I have ONE way of drawing messy hair and have already enough characters with messy short hair so its a bit hard to find a way to draw the new baby in a succinct and very unique way so they can be easily identified

[haemocyaninz]

A bonus

[Image ID: A digital drawing of Tome Kurata,  Kageyama ‘Mob’ Shigeo, and Kageyama Ritsu from Mob Psycho 100. Tome is drawn with short messy hair, Mob is drawn with a heavier build and longer messier hair, and Ritsu is drawn with slightly longer hair and a stud earring. The trio are colored completely gray-pink. Tome pulls out her phone and looks to the left while persing her lips while Mob stands beside her looking warily at Ritsu. Ritsu side eyes the pair with a brush in hand. End ID.]

[electricgaunt]

Live Blog of Interstitial Infinity #11 - The People At Home:

power plays are already happening in the introductions, we love to hear it

oh god, we just got Al's body back, and now he's totally missing hhhhhhhh

I'm appreciating everyone getting a chance to ask, "hey, what about this person's reaction to them being missing?", that's fun

hearing all the different "tension-building-music" from everyone's shows is good, I love that

I've got a really messy and disconnected word cloud going on in my head that's just, like:

The Mirror Figure at the Truth Gate

Lake/MJ/Chrome Car denizens

Shadow The Hedgehog/being a clone of Shadow The Hedgehog/Metal Sonic

Interstitial's The Other playbook

Kingdom Hearts and Nobodies

Gender

Bath & Butler (^& Borges) Works

and now I'm laughing at the idea of seeing this entire word cloud on a T-shirt lmao

JoJo's Bizarre Adventure... man... those adventures certainly are bizarre, huh?

does Trish just go to regular high school??? excuse me??????

interior...Cannolo...Murolo...I drive a Chevrolet...movie......rococo? (that doesn't quite work, ah well, gonna be tumbling that JoJo name around in my head like a nice rock, very cellar door quality name)

part of this ep is dedicated to me learning things about JoJo lol 😄

thinking about if mob and ritsu universe swapped or role swapped with ed and al...the brother vibes are just sooo different in certain ways

I think Tome asked akinator where mob is

suddenly getting flashbacks to reading a cute ot3 fancomic with reigen/mob's parents a long, long time ago

GOOD FOR HER!!! (Rouge-style Mephiles 🖤)

if there was a character ask meme for developing your interstitial infinity character, I feel like "what made you want to get on the train?" is great

"aS a PoDcAsTeR"

Ed annoying Ling again by doing the brother hair antenna telepathy, like he did in the gluttony dimension

special delivery to Ling!!! congratulations! it's a diplomatic incident!!! :D

I'm laughing at the difference between FMA and most of the other universes where in FMA it's just like, basically EVERYONE knows Al is gone!!! but! shhh!!! we can't tell!!! or else his brother (infamous for fighting SCIENCE & GOD to bring his brother back) will. Lose. His. Shit. (and even worse!!! he'll be sooo Annoying until his brother is back)

this episode was such a treat aaaaa, this show y'all 💚💚💚

and now: we shift to Not Worrying about this arc's name 🙂🙂🙂

[hellzeldagirlsfanfic]

My Dearest Friend Part 2

Tag List: @tragicdruid, @tigerpriestess

[Previous]

Ogura’s Kimonos was a busy shop as they served all five islands that make up Inazuma.

And it was up to (F/N) to make sure that all orders were recorded, that those orders were completed in a timely manner, packed and shipped to the right destination and that all the payments had been paid.

So when it came closing time at the shop it was (F/N) who checked on everyone’s progress.

“You’re getting better, Naomi,” (F/N) praised her niece. “You’ll be an expert seamstress sooner than I expected,” She added.

Naomi’s eyes sparkled at her auntie’s praise.

“You’re not lying are you, Auntie (F/N)?” She asked.

“Of course, I’m not,” (F/N) reassured her niece.

“Hear that, Naomi?” Akiniko, Naomi’s father and (F/N)’s older brother said in a teasing tone. “You’re surpassing your Auntie’s expectations!” He exclaimed, scooping up his daughter into his arms and smothering her cheeks with wet kisses.

“Dad,” Naomi whined.

Since she was nearly a teenager, Naomi had begun to dislike any affection from her parents (especially her father) as she was a big girl now.

“Akiniko!” The voice of his father ran through the workshop. “Put Naomi down. We don’t you breaking anything again,” He reminded his son.

Akiniko did what his father had ordered him to do with a grumble.

“When are you going to forget that? I’d paid for the loom to be fixed. It’s been over a decade ago,” Akihiko grumbled.

Ritsu, Akihiko and (F/N)’s father gave the workshop a look over to make sure that everything had been cleaned and put away properly.

Once the room was up to his standard they could go home.

“We’re home!” (F/N) called out when she entered the house.

Even though she had made their presence known, there was no sound of tiny feet racing to greet them. But she could a lot of noise coming from the family room.

‘That’s strange,’ (F/N) thought.

Once she had removed her sandals (F/N) headed to the family room.

Heading towards the family room she could hear her nieces and nephews being more rowdy than normal but through the sea of noise, one voice could be heard. 

“Hey! One at a time!” Thoma’s voice could be heard from inside the family room.

(F/N) opened the door to the family room to see said Mondstater who was currently being used as a climbing frame by (F/N)’s youngest nieces and nephew as her eldest nephew -Isao- pelt him with a thousand questions.

“Thoma?” (F/N) questioned his presence at her home.

“Oh, (F/N)-Chan,” Thoma said when he noticed her. “Welcome home,” He greeted her.

Before (F/N) could reply her younger sister, Asuka had appeared behind her.

“(F/N)-Oneesan!” Asuka exclaimed at her, slightly out of breath.

Asuka’s sudden appearance behind her sister caused her to jump in fright.

“Asuka! You shouldn’t-” But before she could finish (F/N) was already being dragged down the hallway.

“You have a guest!” Asuka announced to (F/N) as she pulled her sister down the hall.

Down the hall their father stood outside the small room that the family used as a tearoom, talking to their mother.

“Oh, there you are,” (F/N)’s mother sighed.

Her mother walked away from the conversation that she was having with her husband. Her brown eyes looked over (F/N)’s form, smoothing out any wrinkles in her kimono, brushing away any dirt on it and sorting out her messy hair.

“Mum,” (F/N) whined. “What’s this all about!?” She complained.

“You have a guest,” Her mother echoed what her sister had said.

Once her mother had tidied up her appearance (F/N) was spun around and was pushed into the tearoom.

“Sorry to keep you waiting,” Her mother apologized to their guest inside the tearoom.

A little bit disoriented from being suddenly spun around (F/N) could only make out a white blur by the tearoom’s table.

“That’s fine Emi-San. I did come a little earlier than I needed to,” The person waiting in the tearoom said.

Though her eyes might not be working properly at the moment but (F/N)’s ears were still working fine and she recognized that voice; though it had gotten a little deeper since the last time they had met.

“I’ll leave the two of you alone now,” Emi told them, winking at her daughter before closing the door behind herself.

It had been nearly ten years since they had last seen each other, and now here was Ayato Kamisato sitting so elegantly drinking tea in here, in her family’s home.

“Hello (F/N),” Ayato greeted her with a soft smile.

(F/N)’s mind stopped working for a moment. Seeing his face after so many years he seemed even more handsome.

When her brain finally rebooted (F/N) greeted Ayato.

“Good evening Commissioner Kamisato,” She greeted him with a full bow.

Ayato busted into laughter at (F/N)’s greeting.

It seemed when her brain rebooted it rebooted into customer service mode. Her face was burning from embarrassment and she didn’t want to face Ayato but she wanted to stand up straight again, it was also the only way to get Ayato to shut up.

“Shut it Ayato!” (F/N) told him with a brave but red face.

She strode past a still-laughing Ayato to the other side of the table. (F/N) sat down at the table and poured herself a cup of tea while she was doing that she refilled Ayato’s cap as well. And once he stopped laughing at her, (F/N) started to talk again.

“So why has the virtuous Yashiro Commissioner graced the Ogura’s humble abore today?” She quite sarcastically asked.

“Well, I came here today to ask you to be my wife,” Ayato told her, taking a sip of tea.

Upon hearing those words (F/N) regretted taking a sip of her tea. The tea ended up going up her nose and the only thing she could use to wipe the liquid running from her nose was the sleeve of her own kimono. Ayato watched the scene that was unfolding in front of him with an amused smile.

“You’re supposed to build up to a question like that!” She angrily stated to him.

“I don’t like small talk,” Ayato informed (F/N).

“But why now?” She asked him.

It had been a little over ten years since the two of them last spoke to each other. There had been no communication between them since the death of Ayato’s father. It was Ayato’s wish for them to stop talking to each other as he didn’t want (F/N) to be dragged into an inter-clan battle that would be ensured.

Ayato had told her once very had settled down but she was expecting a letter, not a personal visit from the Commissioner himself.

Ayato took a sip of his tea before he explained himself.

“Well, a little doggie told me that you had received a marriage proposal from a sailor the previous day,” He said.

(F/N) froze when heard Ayato’s words. She hadn’t told anyone about the accident from the previous day. If her father knew about the accident he would sent Akiniko to have a little talk with Yusuke Kaneko. But who was this ‘little doggie’?

‘There weren’t many people at the docks yesterday. The only people I remember being at the docks yesterday besides myself and Yusuke were the Dock Master and… Thoma,” (F/N) realised. “Of course, the Chief retainer of Kamisato Clan would tell his Master about a random sailor asking his beloved to marry them,’ She thought.

Ayato reached his hand across the table and placed it on top of (F/N)’s, interrupting her hysterical thoughts.

“Do you not want to marry me anymore?” He asked.

The inner turmoil that she was feeling suddenly disappeared. Butterflies filled her stomach, she could feel her cheeks becoming warm and found it hard to look Ayato in the eye. (F/N) manoeuvred her hand so her fingers were interwinded together.

“Of course, I want to marry you,” She told him. “I wouldn’t break our promise,” She softly smiled.

A kind smile adores the Commissioner after hearing (F/N)’s answer. He raised their joint hands facing him then Ayato placed a kiss on the back of her hand. The pinkness that was present on (F/N)’s cheeks turned into a light red at Ayato’s gesture.

“I guess I have to return home now and prepare everything for my bride’s arrival tomorrow,” Ayato mumbled against her hand.

Suddenly the moment that the two of them were having ended for (F/N) as she realised that Ayato wanted her to leave her family home straight away.

Ayato noticed the shift in (F/N)’s behaviour and inquired about it.

“You want me to move the Kamisato Estate tomorrow?” She asked.

“Yes,” Ayato confirmed. “Is there something wrong with that?” He question.

“Yes. If I were to leave tomorrow there won’t be anyone to run the shop,” She told Ayato.

“Couldn’t your older sister take over?” He asked.

(F/N) shook her head.

“Rei-Oneesan’s five months pregnant and she has two toddlers to look after,” She told him. “I would need to train Asuka or one of my cousins. The quickest I could do that is a month,” (F/N) said.

A silence fell between them. (F/N) watched Ayato as he thought over what she had just told him.

“Is there something wrong with that?” (F/N) asked him after a while of him thinking to himself.

“Yes,” Ayato said to her. “Having you outside of my direct care could pose a great danger to your life,” He told her.

All of the hairs across (F/N)’s body stood on end when she heard what Ayato had said.

“Is the Yashiro Commission still that dangerous?” She asked.

 (F/N) knew that the Yashiro Commission had become a dangerous place after Ayato’s father’s death from the rumours that she heard, but she thought he would have dealt with that by now especially if he was bringing her into that.

“It isn’t much the Yashiro Commission these days but the Tenryou and Kanjou Commissions and… outside forces,” Ayato informed her.

With those words, the room returned to silence. 

(F/N) could feel Ayato’s fingers tightening around her’s. He must be scared-no terrified for her safety.

“As long as we don’t announce our engagement I should be safe,” She told Ayato.

The Commissioner pulled his face at (F/N)’s suggestion.

“And how I explain my visit today?” He inquired.

“You’re just here today to visit an old friend. I’m sure the people of Ritou still remember us causing trouble,” She chuckled.

A sigh left Ayato’s mouth. (F/N)’s idea was sound, everyone on Ritou knew that the two of them had been friends from childhood and he couldn’t allow one of Inzauma’s biggest kimono shop to be without someone running it. That could cause delays in kimonos being made, washed and mended if (F/N)’s father, brothers, uncles or cousins needed to run the shop until someone could be trained as her replacement.

“I guess there’s no avoiding it,” Ayato sighed as he took a sip of his tea.

(F/N) smiled at him. She could tell that Ayato didn’t like the idea but he knew that her family‘s business was important to her.

The Commissioner finished his tea before he stood up. (F/N) followed his lead and walked him to the door of the door of the tearoom.

“I guess it’s time for me to leave,” Ayato sighed, standing at the door. “I’ll send Thoma over to the shop to check up on you. And remember our engagement is a secret until you arrive at the Kamisato Estate in a month,” He reminded her.

Ayato turned away from (F/N) and was about to leave the room when he felt a tug at his arm. He turned back around to see (F/N) with an angry pouting at him.

“Is there something wrong?” He asked, a bit dumbfounded by her sudden anger.

“Yes,” She replied.

The Commissioner didn’t get a chance to react as he felt (F/N)’s arms wrapping around his neck, pulling his face down to her own. Their lips collided into a kiss. Ayato melted into the kiss. He moved to wrap one of his arms around (F/N)’s waist whilst his other hand weaved into her hair.

Their kiss lasted for a few minutes before they parted.

Ayato pressed their foreheads together as (F/N) cupped one of his cheeks with her hand, using her thumb to stroke his cheek.

“I’ve missed you, Ayato,” (F/N) whispered to him.

“I have to,” Ayato smiled at her.

He pressed a fleeting kiss to her lips before parting from his fiancee.

This time he when went to leave the room he wasn’t interrupted.

The two of them walked to the family room so Ayato could retrieve Thoma.

When the two of them reached the room it looked like Thoma had swapped (F/N)’s nieces and nephews for her sisters-in-law, who were currently teasing Thoma about how lucky his future wife would be.

“Such a lucky a woman, she would be. A handsome man who can cook and clean,” Nariko teased him.

“Not to mention he’s Head Housekeeper and Chief retainer of Kamisato Clan. He must make a lot of Mora,” Nozomi added.

All the sisters-in-law giggled.

“Thoma,” Ayato called into the family room.

The young man jumped up from his seat with a red face due to embarrassment.

Upon seeing the Mondstater’s state, a grin appeared on his lips but it quickly vanished as he remembered he was technically still in public.

“Are you ready to leave my Lord,” Thoma asked.

“Yes, I’ve finished my business here,” He told him.

The Commissioner and his retainer walked toward the entrance of Ogura’s house.

“We’re honoured for your visit today Commissioner Kamisato,” (F/N) bid Ayato and Thoma goodbye with a full bow.

“It’s good to see that you and your family are safe and in good health. Good night (F/N),” Ayato bid (F/N) goodbye.

(F/N) and her sisters-in-law waved goodbye to Ayato and Thoma.

Once the two of them disappeared into the distance, (F/N) closed the front door.

She then spun around.

“Father!” (F/N) called to him. “We have something to discuss,”

[natsmagi]

FEMSTARS HAIR HEADCANONS !!!!! to me ritsu either has a shoulder length very fluffy looking bob or like. extremely long extremely messy hair that never sees a hairbrush (unless mao arashi or izumi get him ofc) ^_^

OMGG YES!! I CAN TOTALLY SEE RITSU HAVE PPL BRUSHING HER HAIR AKJSFHASD

ritsu is also another character ive drawn before!! i gave her a fluffy hime cut bc i thought itd suit her!! and i also stand by my hc that her ass would NOT be wearing bras unless forced to

[katsuhiras]

is it just me or is it somebody else too? but i just looked through the mika tag here and the snowcone icons mika and ritsu came up and it made me realise, if it wasnt for mikas different eye colours i'd have a hard time deciphering (if thats even the correct word, if not then i mean telling apart lol, non-native english speaking struggles) whose who of them.

ig their hair styles kinda be a bit different but they look hella similar.

They do have similar haircuts! I'd say the biggest differences in their hair are the color and Mika's hair being more angular/sharp and 'messy' with slightly shorter layers/side bangs while Ritsu's has softer swoops and longer side bangs.

For me I used to have such a hard time telling Koga and Izumi apart... same guy different font

[nebulations]

[ID copied from alt: Fanart of Ritsu Kageyama from Mob Psycho 100. He is in the dark, holding both hands—two fingers pointing out—over the bottom half of his face. Light in rainbow hues comes from his palms and illuminates parts of his face, the outlines of his hands, and a little bit of his school uniform. All of the light has a strange, crystallized texture to it. Parts of his hands, namely the ends of his fingers and the thinner parts of his palms between the bones and tendons, are painted with subtle reds, showing the light shining through the flesh. Only his right eye is visible, the other one shadowed by his bangs and black cross-hatching. He stares at the camera with a narrowed, lidded gaze, iris marbled with reds and blacks and a little teal. Messy, vertical brushstrokes travel across the entire image, presented like an audio waveform and positioned in front of Ritsu's face but behind his hands. His hair shines in rainbow colors against the light, both it and his uniform fading into the background. End ID]

he thinks he's so cool (he is.he is)

[wrathfulresonance]

@bloodywoes asked:

"OH MASTER KIARA!" Enkidu announces their entrance! BORED! Outta their mind! Lowest of the low.

If it wasn't for the fact their locks are a bird's nest, is that Ritsu's broken hair brush? BAH! Woman got aplenty!

"I beg to help me, please! I can't have my best friend in the world see me in such a ruin appearance!"

"Enkidu?!" Why was the hair brush broken? Why was their hair so messy? So many questions filled her mind but she reached out to hopefully calm Enkidu down.

"Hey, hey... It's alright, okay? It's gonna be alright. I'll be able to fix your hair before you go to see your best friend in the whole universe." A small glimpse of light in her hand before a different hairbrush gently landed in her outstretched palm. Twirling it a little, she smiled.

"Sit, sit! Let me brush it out for you!"

[eternitas]

[Random question attack!!!] You know how Haru says her hair whorl is her charm point? What would your KHR OCs consider their charm point?

What is my OCs Charm Point?

Ah, this was fun to think about!!! I will try my best to answer!

Ava: My charmpoint? Probably my eyes-

Lor: Definitely his lips

Ser: ... so while those two keep flirting, let's move on. My Charm Point is definitelyyy my hair I'd say~ It's what I got from my mom~

Leo: [I'm not sure]--

Ser+Lor+Ava: His smile

Leo: ?! /////

Ava: Leos smile is very precious ♥

Lor: yeah, I'd sign that

Ser: Leo is most adorable when he smiles, and when he is emberassed!

[Cue Leo dying in the background]

Rena: my charm point...? Dima, what would you say is my Charm point?

Dima: everything.

Rena: You're not helping!

Ritsu: I'm way too ordinary to have something like that.

---

Here a quick rundown:

Lor: according to anonymous sources called Ava, his charm point is his messy hair and his strong leadership skills

Rena: Her Charm Point is her bright wide grin when she gets really into her passions, source: totally not a guy called Hayato Gokudera

Ritsu: While they seem incredibly mundane, Ritsus Charmp Point is their very beautiful slender fingers.

[originlist]

look at this picrew that made the most canon ritsu possible

(u: does replies me: draws three salieri paintings in 4 hours and slams a picrew on the dash like a maniac)

[lovelycloverrs]

ᴍᴏʙ ᴀɴᴅ ʀᴇɪɢᴇɴ x ꜱᴄᴇɴᴇ ᴋɪᴅ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

Headcanon

characters: Mob and Reigen

Info: headcanons, scene kid reader, teen reader, gn reader, pure fluff

Request: (no/yes) request status: open!

Shigeo

He absolutely loves your style

The bright and vivid colors, the countless bracelets, crazy earrings, big necklaces and your hair, Mob adores your hair is so colorful and vibrant, he's impressed that you dyed so many times and still looks gorgeous

Once you told him that they were extensions he was sooooo sad, you wouldn't even be able to get close to the school if with your hair dyed but you still wears the bracelets

Everyone in school thinks you are so weird, well Mob doesn't

One time you were going to visit Shigeo's house and Ritsu picked up the door

You ringed the door bell, expecting the boy with the bowl cut open the door but you were surprised to see a slightly shorter boy with a messy hair

He looked you up and down "Uh, can I help you?" he said with a frown "I talked to Mob and he said that I could spend the afternoon!" you said with a really energetic voice and gave him a bright wide smile, Ritsu shut the door and you could hear him yelling

"Niisan someone who looks like a rainbow want to see you!"

Mob would shyly ask if you could help him dress just like the way you do

Without wasting time you ran with him to your house and begin the "transformation", you put lots and lots of extentions on him since his hair is so short and they were purple too, you tried your best to not give him a super heavy makeup like he asked, you let him borrow some of you clothes, belts, bracelets, necklaces and many other things

HE LOVED IT,

Will go in public with it if you go with him

Reigen

He used to be a scene or goth wen he was a teen

Is really interesting for him to see a teen now a days wear a style that was popular in the early 2000s

But Reigen didn't expect to see you with Mob

He approached you two, minutes later you and Reigen started talking about various styles that were popular in the early 2000s like emo, scene, goth, punk, metal heads etc, and how is getting a little more harder to find places that sell stuff like that for a good price, he said that he could give him some of his old stuff to you

If he hasn't sold it already

This was super fun to write :D

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