#satsuki: but were not dating???

[keyofradiance]

reblogging from myself cause im rereading and like. yea. things normal people say about totally platonic besties, moments before possibly dying

Also Satsuki and Akira are like, fucking fascinatingly yuri they are just already dating without asking, Sorry to komanchi you yuri baited at the beginning to hide the autistic fem 4 butch couple the manga was building towards

[dateamonster]

ill accept satsuki/komachi as canon BUT i will be imagining a post-canon scene where akira offhandedly mentions having a huge crush on satsuki on highschool in a sorta "oh haha yeah you probably knew about this and were trying to let me down easy lol its nbd ive moved on" and satsuki is like WGHAT???

[jabberwockprince]

the only thing that's keeping me from unleashing all 90 nonsensical thought trains in my brain about re1999 lore is the fact that im ruled by this very strict mindset of "if youre gonna do something, do it properly/thoroughly/organized or don't do it at all" which means i get to filter all this nonsense for my writing blog so its neat and cohesive

but it also means that until those posts are finished, im just gonna be seething and violently vibrating bc the information is just in my brain waiting to be released into the wild

[aomine-ryo]

A lil scenario for Aomine’s birthday because he is, in fact, the best boy. It’s nothing too intricate, I just like to think that Aomine is super nervous around his crushes even though he’s a narcissistic bitch on court (love him tho)

Scenario: Aomine’s crush confesses to him on his birthday

gender neutral reader

Birthdays were just another day for Aomine, and he’s perfectly fine keeping it that way. His complaints begin when everyone around him makes it a bigger deal than it is. And the biggest culprit of this was Momoi.

As much as Aomine loved his friendship with Momoi, it’s days like this where he wished she would just tone it down a bit. He knew that whatever she did was out of love for him, but the way she showed it was way too flamboyant for Aomine.

This year round though, she seemed to be a little too quiet about her plans for the day. She still was the first one to wish him and give him a gift, but she hadn’t mentioned anything else. Either she finally respected his wishes to keep things low-key, or there was a surprise party looming around the corner. And Aomine had an awful feeling it was the latter.

“Dai-chan, you don’t have any plans later today, do you?” Momoi questioned as the two of them walked to school together that morning.

“I do,” Aomine murmured, letting out a big yawn as he rubbed his eyes to wake himself up .

“Huh? What plans?” Momoi questioned. Even though he was half asleep, he could hear the panic in her tone. She was so obvious.

“I have a date with my bed,” Aomine said simply, daydreaming about being wrapped under his warm blanket again.

Momoi clicked her tongue in annoyance. “It’s your birthday. You’re not just gonna spend it in your room.”

“There’s nothing stopping me,” Aomine replied.

“I’m stopping you,” Momoi snapped. “Let’s have a dinner at mine.”

“What? Just you and me?” Aomine questioned absentmindedly, dark blue eyes catching a glimpse of his classmate walking through the school gates.

As soon as Momoi noticed you, she knew she’d completely lost Aomine’s attention. But she carried on anyway, “I thought of inviting Tetsu,” she paused for a moment as a grin took over her face. “If you want, I can invite Y/N as well.”

Aomine snapped back into reality upon hearing your name. “What? No! That’d be so weird,” he protested, his face heating up.

Momoi sighed, “When will you make a move on them?”

“I don’t like Y/N like that,” he replied defensively, avoiding eye contact with Momoi as he did so.

“You’re not fooling anyone, but sure,” she said as the two of them approached their classrooms. “Anyways, you, me and Tetsu tonight, okay?”

“Yeah, yeah whatever,” Aomine rolled his eyes before entering his classroom and plopping down in the seat behind you.

“Daiki! Happy birthday!” You said, turning around to face him with a wide smile.

Aomine was suddenly more awake than ever. “Oh thanks,” he said curtly, “how come you’re not passed out on the desk like every other day?”

“Had to stay awake to be the first in the class to wish you,” you shrugged, “Plus you would’ve woken me up anyways because you’re an asshole like that.”

Aomine chuckled at the sentiment, “How sweet of you to stay up for me,” his tone was mocking; it made you want to punch him.

“You’re so annoying,” you rolled your eyes.

The rest of his school day was fairly normal— napping in class, finding any opportunity to annoy you, drooling over you when you weren’t looking— the usual. In a way, he was glad his birthday was on a Friday; being in school meant that he got to spend his day with you, though he wasn’t exactly pleased to be waking up at 7 a.m. for it.

“Dai-chan! Hurry up! I’ve got to prepare for the dinner!” Momoi called out as she stood at the door of your classroom at the end of the day, interrupting a nonsensical back and forth between you and Aomine.

The navy haired boy sighed, “Satsuki, that’s a problem you created for yourself.”

“You say that, but when the food takes too long to cook it’s non-stop complaining from your end,” Momoi retorted, earning a small laugh from you.

“Whatever. See you Monday, loser,” Aomine said to you, his hand reaching over to your head and messing with your hair.

“Stop that!” you whined, trying to swat his arm away and regaining your composure once you did. “Have a good birthday, stupid,” you said, packing up your stuff once he headed out.

“You guys are so cute,” Momoi beamed once it was just her and Aomine in the hallways.

“Can we please not have this conversation again? Just for today?” Aomine groaned, already frustrated with himself for the lack of flirting he’s been able to do with you. He didn’t know what it was. It was usually easy for him to flirt with girls he was interested in, but with you he was always nervous; afraid he’d mess it up with one wrong move.

Once Aomine had gotten home, he was absolutely exhausted. He laid down in his bed and let out a heavy sigh. He didn’t know if he had it in him to go for dinner with Momoi and Kuroko— let alone whatever Momoi was covering up. He just wanted to nap and maybe just scroll through his socials— maybe he’ll find the perfect meme to send to you so that he has an excuse to talk to you again. Nevertheless, he did end up drifting off into the nap he’d been waiting for since he had woken up that morning.

Aomine was stirred awake by the sound of his phone’s ringtone. He squinted at the bright screen, seeing Momoi’s name and quickly remembering that it was still his birthday. He brought the phone up to his ear, “Hello,” he said groggily, eyes closing once again.

“Where are you? I’ve been trying to reach you for the past half hour!” Momoi scolded into the phone.

“I was asleep,” Aomine answered simply.

Momoi sighed in disappointment, “Get to mine quick. Tetsu and I are hungry.”

“Mhm,” Aomine hummed before ending the phone call. It took him a moment, but he finally gathered the strength to drag himself out of bed and into the shower, cussing out his birthday each step of the way.

Aomine made it out of the house fairly quickly, but there wasn’t a single thought going through his head when he walked up the driveway of Momoi’s house. He didn’t bother ringing the doorbell— he never did. He took his shoes off and headed towards the living room, “Oi Satsuki—”

“HAPPY BIRTHDAY AOMINE!”

Aomine’s heart leaped out of his chest for a moment at the sudden chorus when he stepped into the room. He had fully forgotten about the possibility of a surprise party. Standing in front of him was a crowd of basically all the people he knew— the Miracles, his teammates, some of his classmates, and most notably— you.

“What on earth…” was all he was really able to say. He was still trying to process the fact that you were here. He definitely did not put enough effort into his outfit for this to be happening.

“Were you surprised?” Momoi asked, pouncing up and down like an excited puppy.

“No, you’re a bad liar. I’m just sleepy,” Aomine answered truthfully, causing everyone to erupt into a fit of joking booing and jeering.

“Okay okay, we’ll get to the cake in a second, but first you have to take your birthday shot,” Kagami grinned, swinging his arm around Aomine’s shoulders and handing him a shot glass filled with vodka.

Aomine downed the shot with no hesitation. He needed all the confidence he could get to try to flirt with you— not that he really had a game plan in mind.

Admittedly, it was rather nice to have everyone all together. It had been a while since he had seen Kuroko so it was nice catching up with him and also bullying Kagami whilst he was at it. Moreover, he couldn’t help but steal glances of you chatting with people and swaying along to the music— he still couldn’t believe that you were actually there.

He did, however, make the stupid mistake of matching his drinks with Kise— who had a much higher tolerance than he did. Aomine soon found himself needing to get away from the music and the crowd, so he stepped out to the front porch, taking a deep breath of the fresh air. He took a seat on the steps, blankly staring out into the empty street as he tried to stop his vision from spinning.

He heard the front door behind him open and shut, steps moving towards him. “What’s the birthday boy doing all alone out here?” you said, taking a seat next to him.

Aomine’s lips instinctively broke out into a smile upon hearing your voice, “Trying to stop the world from spinning. And also avoiding Kise because I cannot stomach another shot,” he answered honestly.

“I do not envy you right now,” you chuckled, knowing the feeling all too well.

“You haven’t had anything to drink?” Aomine questioned, trying to meet your eyes but failing miserably.

“Not really, I don’t let myself go all out around people I don’t know too well,” you shrugged.

“You don’t need to worry about that, I’ll take care of you if you get too drunk,” Aomine said, a slight slur in his words.

You couldn’t help but laugh at the gesture, “As sweet as that is, you are in no state to be taking care of yourself— let alone me.”

“I’d sober up if I need to,” Aomine said confidently.

“I’ll take your word for it,” you said, tone filled with sarcasm. A silence fell between you two as you both looked out into the street. It wasn’t an awkward silence, but it wasn’t exactly comfortable either— for you, at least. Aomine seemed to be in another dimension by the looks of it, but you felt like there was something that needed to be said. “Oh right!” You said shuffling around and breaking the silence suddenly as you reached into your pocket and pulled out an envelope. “Here, this is for you.”

“What is it?” Aomine asked, brows furrowed in confusion as he took the plain white envelope that said ‘To Daiki’ in your handwriting on it.

“It’s a birthday card,” you said, fidgeting with your hands nervously as you pondered over whether this was the right move.

“Can I open it?” Aomine asked, his respectful manners around you remaining even though he was absolutely hammered.

You hesitated for a moment as you thought over the contents of the card. While it was just a greeting card, you also put down how you felt about him— more specifically, how you had a crush on him. You weren’t sure how he’d react and it was eating you alive. “Um, okay. But don’t read it aloud. And don’t look at me when you read it,” you said, burying your face in your palms as he opened the envelope.

You saw his smile widen upon seeing the card in the first place— it had a cute little cartoon dog with a birthday hat and balloon on the front. Aomine thought that it was such a cute design, it almost reminded him of Nigou. He opened the card up eagerly, wondering what had you so shy. His eyes scanned over the words you had written down, his whole body seizing when he got to the words ‘I like you.’ He read it over and over again in disbelief, sure that it was his drunken mind making him see words that weren’t there. He even ran his finger over the words to make sure he wasn’t imagining it. Damn those birthday wishes work quick.

He slowly looked over at you, meeting your eyes through the gaps between your fingers. “Are you serious?” he asked softly.

“It would be really cruel for me to lie about something like that,” you said, trying to use humour to cope with the nervousness.

Aomine leaned over and wrapped his arms around you tightly, pulling you into a hug. It definitely caught you off guard because it was now your turn to freeze.

“I feel the same way,” he mumbled into your shoulder, your tension beginning to ease with his words. He didn’t exactly intend for the hug, it was something his body did before he could even process that it was happening. He wanted to kiss you, but he was afraid that he wouldn’t remember it the next day— a stupid thought, but what else could you expect from him?

“You have no idea how glad I am to hear that. I genuinely thought I was gonna vomit out of nervousness the whole way here,” you said, finding comfort in the sweet scent of Aomine’s cologne and the sound of his light chuckle.

Aomine finally broke away from the hug, cupping your face in his hands as his dark blue eyes met yours. “You’ve officially made this the best birthday I’ve had in a while,” he grinned, his lips were so close that you could feel his breath on your skin.

“You’re welcome, stupid,” you replied in what was barely a whisper, your eyes darting between his eyes and lips before he finally closed the gap. His lips were soft against yours. Even though he’d been waiting for this moment for ages, he wanted to savour it. There was no need for him to go all in. He just wanted to melt into your touch and bask in your gentleness. The world finally stopped spinning; as your fingers ran through his hair, he did his best to remember this moment. Your soft touch, your fresh scent, the sound of your gentle breaths— he wanted to remember every single bit of you that made his day.

[sweet-evie]

Day in the Life of a Single Working Dad

A glimpse into the life of a single dad who's doing his best.

masterlist || pt 3

Content: Established Relationship, afab!oc, fem!oc, nameless!oc, she/her/hers pronouns for Satoru's S/O, singleparent!gojo, dad!gojo, Sentimental!Gojo, Mentions of Suguru and Satoru’s deceased lover, FushiGojo fam, Family, Fluff, Children…

A/N: Megumi is an angsty child… And Gojo’s antics don’t help. Also, I was 10 once and I had a potty mouth. Plus, I have loads of Gojo clan mentions sprinkled in this one, and they're connected to a post I made about my Gojo clan headcanons.

Never Grow Up Pt 2

November 2012

06:17 AM; Ota City, Tokyo

“Whatever happened to checking the calendar for appointment dates scheduled in advance?” Shoko snickered on the other side of the line. “And why are you rushing? I’m not going anywhere.”

“You’re not going anywhere, but I am…” Satoru hissed, shooting a half-hearted glare at his phone propped up on a stand. Maybe answering Shoko’s FaceTime call was a bad idea.

“Why would you forget that Satsuki has her third vaccination scheduled today?”

“Trust me, you’d hate hearing the story.” He muttered through a mouthful of cereal.

“Sometimes I wonder what happened to the Gojo who would whine about his day not going okay. Where is he?”

“Buried under baby formula and diapers.” He grouched and shoveled the last of the sugary snacks into his mouth.

Catching movement at the corner of his eye, he turned to flash a bright smile and a wave at Tsumiki coming down the stairs dressed prim and proper in her school uniform.

“Come off it, Gojo, you have it easy. All you worry about is showing up on time to wherever you’re needed. And you never even do.”

“Okay, untrue.” Satoru knew Shoko was only joking. Did he have to mention the ad hoc lesson plans and the paperwork for the most recent missions he’d been sent on, plus the occasional parent-teacher meeting sprinkled in-between? “But I am self-aware enough to know that I have people helping me.”

“All that and you’re still a mess.” Megumi interjected, appearing behind Tsumiki with his school bag clutched between his hands. He barely evaded his sister’s elbow.

“Hey~” Satoru whined… Loudly. “I feed you!”

“The cook feeds me… He feeds you too.” Megumi shook his head, approaching the island counter to take the school lunches that had been prepped meticulously. He blurted out a quick ‘Hi’ to Shoko through the phone before busying himself with arranging his things. “Who packed this by the way? Kaihara comes in at lunch time today, doesn’t he?”

Sometimes Satoru marveled at how easily Megumi memorized everyone’s schedules in the house. Satoru knew who came in and out of the house too, of course, but he didn’t exactly bother remembering what time they were supposed to clock-in for their shifts. He was just used to seeing people outside of his family in the house, doing what they were hired to do.

“I would like to say that great teacher Gojo is good at packing lunches too, but I can’t take the credit. It was all ‘Miki.” Satoru grinned, reaching over to squeeze Tsumiki’s shoulder affectionately and pat the top of her head. 

“Don’t look too relieved now.” Shoko piped up.

Satoru had almost forgotten they were still on-call. “I’m not even going to bother asking what you mean by that because it’s nothing good. I’ll see you at the school, Shoko.”

“See you… Bring Satsuki’s important medical documents.”

“Gojo, if you’re really busy today, Megumi and I can always take the train.” Tsumiki offered, smiling at him sweetly as she finished zipping up her school bag.

“And be late to homeroom class? No way!” Satoru protested playfully, sticking out his tongue.

“Because you always show up on time, don’t you?” Megumi muttered sarcastically, only all too eager to push Satoru’s buttons this early in the day.

Grinning impishly, Satoru took threatening steps forward with his hands outstretched, ready to mess with the boy’s carefully styled hair. Megumi was about to swat his hand away — infinity be damned, when Ms. Yumiko — one of the hired nursemaids — wandered into the kitchen carrying a gurgling wriggly baby in her arms.

“Satsuki!” Tsumiki cheered, coming over to greet the happy girl.

“Full from breakfast and fresh from her bath.” Ms. Yumiko was grinning, bouncing her adorable charge in one arm as Tsumiki teased, tickled, and cooed at the baby. “Everything you’ve requested is on the table in the foyer, Sir.”

Satoru began ushering Megumi to move forward, snagging his blackout glasses left on the dining table as well. “Thanks, Yumiko. I know your shift’s barely begun, but you can clock-out early if you want. I’ve already told Kaoru and Shiori they can take the day off too, since Satsuki’s coming with me today. Isn’t that right, Princess?”

Satsuki turned her wandering attention from Tsumiki to her own father as Yumiko held her out to him, all the while babbling a continuous stream of, “Da-da” as she was transferred from one place of safety to the next.

Satoru knew she didn’t understand what that meant yet, but he’d take it. His baby was looking for him. “Right here, ‘Tsuki.”

Father and daughter giggled at each other as Satoru eagerly participated in baby talk, cooing and mouth popping at the little girl. She had on a cute blue dress dotted with white kittens, complete with matching shoes and headband. Satoru didn’t think he was being biased if he said Satsuki was the cutest baby in the world. It wasn’t an unfounded brag either… It was just facts.

His baby girl with snow white hair, the prettiest amber eyes, and the puffiest cheeks. Like a chipmunk…

She should be a Disney princess.

“Hey, Gojo!” Megumi grumbled, peeking around the hallway to scowl at him. “Satsuki will be late for her shots if you don’t hurry. Tsumiki’s already in the car.”

He didn’t mention that he and Tsumiki would be late for school too if Satoru kept dawdling.

Satoru gasped dramatically and grinned when it elicited another giggly reaction from the baby in his arms. “Oh right! We can’t be late, Princess. Shoko will kick my ass.”

“Language!” Megumi huffed from the foyer.

“She doesn’t even know what it means yet!” The man whined, launching into a tirade. “You cuss all the time, and yeah, I can hear you cussing through the walls. But do I call you out? No, I don’t, because it doesn’t matter!”

“Fuck off.”

Satoru cackled like a demon out of hell as Megumi’s footsteps faded away, followed by the door closing. The kid didn’t take shit and knew how to tell people off. He couldn’t wait to see how that would serve him in the years to come — especially as a sorcerer.

If Satoru bothered to look, he would have seen Yumiko standing politely to the side, shaking her head at the antics in this household. When she’d first taken on the job, she had been made to believe that this was a serious undertaking and she would have to maintain strict propriety and formality at all times — express reverence to the head of the Gojo clan and the wielder of the Six Eyes… Reality couldn’t be farther from the truth.

“Stay safe, Master Gojo. Thank you.” She bowed as he passed by.

“Thank you, Yumiko. The house is yours!” Satoru waved as he made his way to the foyer and the genkan to get his shoes, phone in one hand as Satsuki busied herself chewing and drooling on the collar of her father’s leather jacket. “Clock out anytime and lock up. See ya!”

=OoOoO=

08:13 AM

Satoru pushed his glasses farther up his nose as he watched Megumi sullenly trail after Tsumiki as they passed the school gates. The kids would leave primary school behind very soon, moving on to Junior year. He should probably have Ijichi start looking into junior high schools they could transfer to. Two more years of that, and Tsumiki would continue to senior high school, while Megumi would relocate to Jujutsu Tech — on-track to becoming a full-time sorcerer.

Tilting the rearview mirror ever so slightly, Satoru grinned at Satsuki nestled snuggly into the comfiest car seat his money could buy. She was busy touching and nibbling her Yukimi Botamon plushie. That one would get its turn in the washing machine soon — about to join the other Digimon plushies victimized by her curious hands. He’d heard of parents who got upset with kids who tore up their toys, but it didn’t really matter to him. He would just buy her more.

“Should we stop by Starbucks, Princess? Auntie Shoko demands payment in coffee.”

Her reply came in wet babbles and a single squeal that Satoru took as a ‘yes.’ Putting the sedan in reverse, Satoru carefully backed away from the parking spot he’d stolen from an angry mom when he’d arrived ten minutes ago. Megumi and Tsumiki looked at him like he was crazy, but really, the angry lady didn’t have to get so defensive.

He glanced at Satsuki again as he left the school and drove to the closest Starbucks he could find. She was still babbling to herself. He was late for his own first year class at Jujutsu Tech, but it didn’t really matter. The kids could train with their upperclassmen just fine. Besides, he knew the moment he set foot on campus with Satsuki in tow, all sins would be forgiven in favor of entertaining the cutest, most precious baby alive.

Even Yaga couldn’t reprimand him for tardiness if he was toting Satsuki around.

Shoko accused him of using his daughter as an excuse and a shield to get out of trouble, and they were right. But who cared? Satsuki certainly didn’t. She just wanted to eat her baby food and play with her toys.

Besides, if all else failed, he could always hit the higher ups, who had the audacity to complain, with excuses along the lines of, ‘My kids are waiting for me at home.’

Being responsible for three growing children was a tall task, but in this at least, Satoru Gojo could admit he’d had it easy.

Well, easier than most.

Most people had budgeting to think about. They had to juggle work, child care, home maintenance, and healthcare. Most people were not privileged enough to be born into a family that provided their every need. Most people couldn’t move from one upscale residence to the next in just five days. Most people didn’t have a wealth of connections they could call or the money needed to take care of this and that to expedite processes as much as possible.

(What do you mean there were technical legalities to having a baby outside of marriage? Something about Supreme Court rule enacted last month? What do you mean there are lengthy legal procedures needed to legitimize the birth of his daughter just because he and his Love weren’t married yet when they had her? Apparently, the surname ‘Gojo’ didn’t have much weight if she wasn’t considered legitimate under the eyes of the government’s law.)

Satoru Gojo had the backing of an influential clan who had footholds in and out of jujutsu society. The majority of them cared too much for the family’s reputation as a whole and had resolved to help “cover” the “shame” Satoru’s “careless dalliances” brought them. It was a ridiculous mindset to have, really, but as powerful as Satoru was, he couldn’t change the way people thought.

It didn’t matter to him as long as he got what he wanted and Satsuki could grow up without worrying about legal bullshit around her birth.

Part of him wanted to whine about it to someone — about how much his life resembled a neverending whirlwind now, but Satoru was self-aware enough to know that he had been granted enough privilege and enough resources to make his life manageable. His younger self certainly wouldn’t have thought about it like this. If he had thought his life was busy before having Satsuki, he wished his old self could see it now.

=OoOoO=

10:02 AM; Tokyo Prefectural Jujutsu High School

The drive up to Jujutsu High had been mostly uneventful. The only real hiccup had been when Satsuki started crying and he had to pull up at a gas station with a convenience store, so he could run inside and hopefully find something she needed that he didn’t have. But really, everything should be in the baby bag that Yumiko packed before they left home this morning.

Turned out, the baby needed a diaper change, and Satoru didn’t know what was worse: the fact that Satsuki had to be uncomfortable now of all times or the fact that diaper-changing stations were only in the women’s bathroom. It wasn’t a problem because he could warp in, do his business, and warp out, but it was still quite baffling.

Why did people in-charge of making restrooms and toilets neglect to put diaper-changing stations in the men’s room?

With Satsuki now strapped to Satoru’s chest, her baby bag slung over one shoulder, and Shoko’s unhealthy umpteenth dose of caffeine in hand, Satoru kept using Blue to move quickly up the stairs to Jujutsu High up until he reached Shoko’s clinic in the school.

Satsuki was giggling again, humming, and babbling ‘Da-da’ over and over as her tiny fists gripped the front of his dark gray shirt. Her little head moved this way and that, taking in colors and shapes that didn’t have a name in her growing brain. Satoru didn’t miss the way his baby kept staring up at him though, and who was he to refuse his daughter’s whims when she babbled like that? And if he had to blow his own saliva bubbles and pop them loudly so she would give him that cute gummy smile, no one had to know.

“Well, if it isn’t the deadbeat father.” 

Shoko joked when Satoru stepped through the door of her clinic at Jujutsu High. She was taking the unlit cigarette out of her mouth to drop it in her stash.

“Nice joke, Shoko. You should try something funnier next time.”

Shoko snorted and helped him unload. The baby bag was deposited on the couch, and the Starbucks coffee left on her desk — plain old cold brew for her and a cola frappuccino for Satoru. Holding out her hands, Satoru gladly passed his baby over to Shoko while he rid himself of the carrier.

“This is her last round of vaccines right?” He asked, fishing out the documents Shoko asked him to bring earlier this morning.

“Da-daaaa~ Da-da Da-da.”

“Yep.” Shoko nodded once and turned to the gurgling baby in her arms, voice turning soft. “Is ‘Da-da’ the only word you know? Say Shoko… ‘Sho-ko.’”

Satsuki giggled, popping drool bubbles in her mouth. “Da-da! Da-da Da-da.”

It devolved into incoherent babbling after that as Satsuki moved around in Shoko’s arms and stared at everything and anything. Satoru snickered and reached over to wipe off the drool from the corner of his daughter’s mouth.

“You’re so gross, ‘Tsuki. This after you made a mess on the way here too?”

“Huh, I wonder where she gets it from.”

“I’m offended.”

“You should be.”

Leaving a pouting Satoru, Shoko went to get everything she needed for the vaccinations. Satoru took Satsuki back and made her sit on one of the patient beds. Shoko took her time preparing everything, but it was hard to ignore the conversation happening behind her — a nonsensical conversation, but it was one nonetheless. It was a mix of baby talk and so. Much. Giggling.

People could say what they would about Satoru Gojo at this point, but anyone who worked closely with him couldn’t deny that he loved his daughter dearly — so enamored by her too.

With Satsuki sitting on a patient bed, propped up by her father, Shoko began administering the shots methodically, and Satsuki’s giggles turned into loud wailing and a lot of fussing.

Satoru cooed, wiping fat tears that rolled down his baby’s cheeks, and when they were done, he took her in his arms, tucked her head into the crook of his neck and calmed her down in the softest, most saccharine voice Shoko ever heard him use — a voice he used just for his baby girl. In some small way, it felt wrong to be there. It almost felt like intruding on a very private family matter.

“Sshh~ why’s my baby cryin’? Did it hurt, Princess? It’s just a tiny boo-boo, don’t worry about it.” 

He patted her back, left kisses on the top of her head, swaying side to side a little until the tears stopped and the aftereffects of the vaccine took hold.

“You don’t mind if I stay here a bit, do you?” Satoru gestured towards the sleeping baby in his arms. “She’ll wake up hungry and I have to feed her afterwards.”

Despite herself, Shoko had to laugh a little and nodded her consent. She sat next to him on the couch with a medical report in her hands. The clinic was silent — almost as if no one was there. Shoko intently read the document she’d been studying before he got here, while Satoru contented himself with scrolling through his phone while a baby slept on his shoulder. 

Time passed slowly in silence, and after a while Shoko spoke up quietly.

“When are you moving back to your apartment in Roppongi?”

“I’d like to do it before ‘Tsuki’s first birthday. Everything should be settled by then. Also, we haven’t exactly been weaning her from breast milk, but she doesn’t like it much anymore. Is that normal?”

“She’ll be 7 months old soon.” Shoko fiddled with the corner of a page. “It should be fine. Some babies feed on breast milk until they’re 2 years old, some are weaned early by their parents, and some don’t have a preference for it at all. Humans are strange like that.”

“Oh…”

“Sometimes it feels like only yesterday that you moved into that house in Ota.”

“I know, right?”

“Does your mother know that you’re planning to move back to your apartment?”

“I’ll tell her soon, after I’ve finished arrangements to move all of the kids’ stuff to my apartment and after an interior design crew finishes remodeling the space to fit children. Less trouble that way.”

Shoko chuckled quietly. “Look at you being a responsible adult. Never thought I’d see the day.”

Satoru wanted to say that it only took losing Suguru and the Love of his life to childbirth, but he held his tongue. It would be a stupid joke to make, and it wasn’t even that funny. If he had done things differently after that failure of a mission to bring Amanai to Tengen, maybe Suguru would still be here… If he had been a tad more responsible, maybe his girlfriend didn’t have to lose her life.

This was the reality he lived in now, and he’d promised himself he would do anything in his power to give Fushiguro’s kids the life they deserve and love his daughter enough so she would not miss out on the affection her late mother would have lavished on her.

So even if the situation was far too complicated, he’d waded through the knots, got his hands dirty, and did his best to sort things out.

After Satsuki’s birth, his mother had been adamant about him spending more time in the Gojos’ expansive ancestral home — the family’s estate, located further in the outskirts of Tokyo. There, he would have had access to a small army of hired nursemaids that could cater to Satsuki’s every need. The women in his family and his own mother had more knowledge about childrearing and experience than he ever could, but there was the fact that if he let it happen, they would isolate him from his own baby — pushing him towards his duties instead. 

That was not something he wanted, and the Love of his life would hate him if that ever happened. He made a promise to her.

Satoru would have preferred to raise Satsuki in his spacious 4-bedroom apartment in Roppongi from the start, but his mother did have a point. For the first few months of Satsuki’s life at least, his schedule required convenience. Roppongi was in the heart of the metropolis. His apartment was the perfect bachelor pad and entirely ill-fitted to house a newborn and all of her needs.

He settled in Ota City, which was somewhat closer to Jujutsu Tech and his family’s ancestral seat; moved into one of the residential properties registered under his name as clan head. It was a private two-storey home maintained by a live-in caretaker after the clan purchased it two years ago. 

The propositioned army of nursemaids were reduced to three, scheduled to come in shifts throughout the day so Satoru would have assistance 24/7. His mother hired a cook for him, someone in-charge of nutritional meal prep for Satoru and the children under his care. The housekeeper and the gardener the family had hired when the house was purchased would retain their duties, reporting to work twice a week to make sure the property stayed neat and tidy.

So while he was indeed busier than ever before, his life wasn’t as messy as it was expected to be had he been forced into a situation where he had to deal with all of this by himself.

“Megumi gives me enough shit about it.” He joked, shaking his head at the memory of Toji’s son.

“You think you can manage without the nursemaids and the cook after you go back?”

“I could keep them around if I wanted too, but nah. The apartment is serviced, and honestly, Tsumiki knows how to work a kitchen anyways. I’m her sous chef you know.” He declared proudly, flashing Shoko a grin that reminded her of a much younger, more-carefree, and more insufferable Satoru.

“I pity whoever’s on housekeeping duty when they have to clean your apartment.”

“So mean.”

=OoOoO=

04:55 PM; Ota City, Tokyo

The rest of Satoru’s day fell into a routine. After Satsuki got the last round of her vaccines, she had woken up hungry, fed from a bottle, and then she was strapped to her carrier, before Satoru went off to check on his first years. 

He had four of them this year. They were nothing to write anyone home about though. Two of them were more suitable for support — perhaps as assistants, and the other two were guaranteed sorcerers. They could get to Grade 1, if they pushed themselves hard enough — which looked like it wasn’t the case, because all four always did prefer theoretical lessons over practical applications.

And all four shared the same sentiment towards him bringing a baby to campus.

They adored Satsuki… Of course they did.

Satoru was predisposed to believe that anyone who didn’t, didn’t have a heart.

One of the girls, Eri, jumped up from her perch under a tree and rushed to Gojo first, squealing Satsuki’s name all the while. The other three followed and Satoru let them fawn over the baby girl while he delivered a verbal lesson on cursed energy control right there on the field. The students fiddled with her headband, cooed over how cute her little dress was, and watched her fondly as she played with the Digimon plushie that Satoru brought over. Yes, he derailed from the lesson from time to time to accommodate his baby whenever she squealed, “Da-da,” but for the most part, Satoru Gojo stuck with his version of a ‘routine.’

Finish a lesson at Jujutsu High, check the list of missions that were filtering down to the students, skip the paperwork (he’d make Ijichi do it, easy), receive mission briefs from Yaga, pick up Megumi and Tsumiki from school, and finally head home.

He wasn’t really one for routines. Living the same way every day was just boring. Whatever routine he’d managed to put together for the last couple of months had been ragtag… Impromptu. In a sense, it wasn’t really a routine, was it? More like a list of daily plans that got moved around the board by order of changing priority.

Megumi was quick to point out that it was a disgraceful mess if Gojo ever called it a ‘routine’.

Satoru had to give him credit though. He and Tsumiki were better at holding down the fort while he was running around taking mission calls from the higher ups, being a teacher, and being around Satsuki enough to witness her milestones.

Just like now…

Phone tucked between chin and shoulder, the furrow between Satoru’s brows did not disappear the longer he listened to an urgent mission brief on the other side of the line. 

Megumi had closed the front door behind him and was heading to the living room to do his homework. Tsumiki cast one last concerned look at Gojo before turning away to follow her brother.

A shrill squeal stopped her in her tracks and she spun around to see Satsuki staring straight at her, one arm outstretched and pointing in Tsumiki’s general direction. She was babbling and blowing bubbles again and when Tsumiki outstretched both hands towards her, Satsuki squealed and gurgled some more.

“One second.” The clipped and curt tone instantly shifted into a cheery voice as Tsumiki approached. “Mind taking her for me, ‘Miki?”

“Nope. Come here, Satsuki.” Tsumiki smiled, carefully taking Satoru’s baby girl into both of her arms. “Can you help me do homework?”

Shifting the wriggling baby into one arm, Tsumiki brought over her school bag, plopping it next to Megumi’s as she claimed a spot on the carpeted floor. The television was on a nature documentary channel, and it held Satsuki’s attention while the siblings started to take care of homework. Megumi sighed, looked up from his notes, and paused immediately after.

“Tsumiki, she’s eating her fingers again.”

The brunette stared down at the baby lying on her lap and clicked her tongue in disapproval. “Oh dear. Satsuki, no… Your hands are not that clean.”

Tsumiki tried to take Satsuki’s hand out of her own mouth, but the baby began to whine in protest. She wasn’t crying yet, but soon she would be. The moment her wail gradually increased in volume, it was over. Tsumiki hadn’t even realized Megumi had left his spot. He startled her a little bit when he tapped her shoulder and held out the jar full of multi-colored pacifiers that he’d taken from the dining room.

“Da-daaaa! Da-daaa! Da-da Da-da~” Came the long, drawn out wail that Megumi had been afraid of — all before Tsumiki had the chance to stick one of the suckers into her mouth.

“Well, you know who to call if you don’t get your way, huh?” Tsumiki tutted, gently pressing the pacifier nipple to Satsuki’s lips.

She latched on to it, and Tsumiki wiped down the baby’s hands with gentle antibacterial wet wipes that she’d fished out of her bag.

“How is she spoiled already? It’s only been six months.” Megumi huffed, plopping back down on the carpet.

Tsumiki giggled. “I don’t think she knows she’s spoiled, to be honest.”

“You said yourself, she knows to call for Gojo if she wants something.”

“That’s just what it sounds like. But really, does she even know what ‘Da-da’ means?” Tsumiki mused curiously. To Satsuki, ‘Da-da’ was just a word that brought Satoru to her. So what was the comprehension level of a six-month-old?

“I don’t know.” Megumi shrugged.

“She knows all of us and everyone coming and going in this house, and she’s attached to Go—”

“Heyyy~”

Tsumiki and Megumi turned to the direction of the owner of the voice. As expected…

“I heard a Princess crying. Is she okay?” Satoru sauntered over to them with that ever present grin. The glasses had been tucked away in favor of a black blindfold. It hung around his neck.

“Mhm… Just fussy.” Tsumiki piped up, stroking Satsuki’s hair while the brunette rocked back and forth slowly. “She wanted to eat her own hands, so Megumi had to get the pacifiers.”

Satoru snickered and eyed the jar of flavorless suckers that the kids had abandoned on the couch. Satsuki was happily sucking on a Leafmon pacifier.

“Tried one of those once. Sucks that they’re so bland.”

Megumi wondered if Satoru realized how crazy his statement was. Even Tsumiki was giving him side-eye. God forbid Satsuki inherited her father’s sweet tooth. It would not end well if the food supply around the house slowly shifted to just sweets. Thank the gods for Kaihara who always brought fresh produce and vegetables that Megumi could actually eat — except red bell peppers. Fuck those!

“Seriously? How old are you?”

Megumi should have known better the moment he saw a shit-eating grin spread across Satoru’s face. “Old enough to have a baby and raise them apparently?”

“Gross.”

“Hey~ What’s wrong about having kids?”

Megumi glowered at him — an expression too eerily similar to a man Satoru knew not too long ago. “Shut up. You’re gross.”

Satoru laughed obnoxiously. “I don’t know what you mean, Megumi.” 

The dark-haired boy rolled his eyes. They all knew Gojo knew… It was just one of those silent cues that said, ‘Drop the subject.’ Heaving a dramatic sigh, the man hopped over the back of the couch, landing smoothly next to Tsumiki. The brunette propped Satsuki up, so she was sitting on her knees, and Satoru’s expression brightened even more as he kissed his daughter’s forehead.

“Mind her bedtime, yeah?” He patted Tsumiki on the head and reached over to tousle Megumi’s hair — the latter felt unfortunate enough to receive it because he was not quick enough to evade him. “And you—” He zeroed in on the baby and tickled her tummy so she giggled, pacifier nearly falling out of her mouth “—be good to ‘Miki and ‘Gumi.”

“Hm?” 

“A mission?”

Tsumiki hummed just as Megumi asked.

“Yup. In Aoyama and Suginami. Depending on how this mission goes, I may or may not be around tomorrow morning. Yumiko’s coming in early though, and Kaihara prepped meals that can be reheated in the oven for breakfast if you want them. Otherwise, there’s cereal and cookies!”

“Be safe, Gojo.” Tsumiki smiled at him with so much sincerity, lifting Satsuki’s little fist to mimic a wave. The tiny girl stared up at her dad with big amber eyes, still intently sucking on her pacifier. “Don’t worry about us.”

“I’ll try not to be.” He grinned and rose to his feet. “Oh and about the ride to school tomorrow. If I’m not here by morning, Ijichi will be around to pick you both up. Yumiko and Kaoru will take care of Satsuki. I’ll be off! Good night, kiddos!”

=OoOoO=

Contrary to what he’d said, Satoru did make it back home before the children were due to wake up. A single glance at the property assured him that everything was untouched — no sign of attempted entry on both the physical premises and the layers of protection barriers over the home. The talismans infused with his cursed energy remained undisturbed — probably more than enough to ward off any threat that wanted to come close.

Unprovoked physical and supernatural attacks were rare for him (actually close to nonexistent because what curse or curse user would be stupid enough to launch an assault on Satoru Gojo?), but you could never be too sure.

Someone left the light at the foyer open — probably Tsumiki. She was mindful like that. The rest of the house was neat and quiet like always. Even before he’d had Satsuki, Megumi and Tsumiki were always responsible kids that picked up after themselves, and Satoru appreciated it. It wouldn’t have been a problem if they were messy because the apartment in Roppongi was clean-serviced routinely, but the Fushiguros’ tidiness and sense of responsibility that matched an adult’s was a sad reminder of how they were abandoned too early and were forced to grow up.

The watch on his phone displayed 4:47AM in white bold letters.

He took the stairs two at a time and made a beeline for the room beside his — Satsuki’s nursery. It was a usual sight: Satsuki in dream land, her night light was on, the winter-themed animal mobile hanging above her bassinet was turning slowly in circles too, and the room smelled of baby powder mixed with something distinctly floral. What was not usual were the kids sleeping comfortably on the large bean bags on the floor, sandwiched between the Divine Dogs. They were supposed to be in their own rooms across his own, but nope… Tsumiki was clutching a Digimon plushie — completely unaware of the presence of a canine conjured from her brother’s shadows, and Megumi had an open book on his face, the fingers of one hand buried in the Black Divine Dog’s fur.

What a sight to come home to…

He didn’t really say it, but he truly did appreciate the way Megumi and Tsumiki cared for his daughter like she was their own sibling. He had the Fushiguros as his wards first — looked after them together with the Love of his life, and when Satsuki was born, the situation could have turned sour quickly because of the swift change in living arrangements and the introduction of a baby that would take the majority of his attention. They could have been resentful… They could have been jealous… They could have thrown tantrums.

Instead, he had Tsumiki being her kind and sweet self as always, while Megumi was… Megumi. The kid was a grouch from the moment they met, but Satoru knew that he cared — in his own quiet ways. He and Megumi were similar like that, but Megumi was reserved and preferred to keep to himself where Satoru often forgot what personal space was.

Snapping a picture of the domestic scene that stirred something in his chest, Satoru turned and left the children in their peaceful slumbers, making his way to his own bedroom to catch a nap.

If he could come home every day to a sight like that… he’d never complain about a single thing in his life ever again.

[yuripoll]

CHAMPIONS BRACKET‼️‼️‼️

It's here!

No losers bracket, if we die we die ✌

Polls will be up for a WEEK. Starting this Friday.

To browse polls without additions or see propaganda, you can find navigation tags in the pinned post.

Like with the underdogs bracket, these polls aren't going to have content warnings (though, I do plan on giving titles a little tagline).

Dates below are DD/MM and all times are in GMT.

A LOT... OF MATCHES UNDER THE CUT

SIDE A1 PART 1 || 17/01, 6PM

the guy she was interested in wasnt a guy at all VS himitsu no hanazono

blooming sequence VS sasameki koto

always human VS can i kiss you?

my girlfriend's not here today VS will we live happily ever after?

SIDE A1 PART 2 || 17/01, 6.30PM

yokohama kaidashi kikou VS pink ribbon

sukeban to tenkousei VS yuri espoir

serendipity VS sea of june

not so shoujo love story VS hana to hoshi

SIDE A2 PART 1 || 17/01, 7PM

handsome girl and sheltered girl VS "the villainess" and the woman who would do anything for the sake of love

mahou josei chimaka VS aoi hana

muted VS mai no mushigurashi

that time i was blackmailed by the class's green tea bitch VS murdist

SIDE A2 PART 2 || 17/01, 7.30PM

how do we relationship VS dark forest, white road

the two of them are pretty much like this VS i love you so much, i hate you

she loves to cook, and she loves to eat VS vengeance

otherside picnic VS only need to love once

SIDE B1 PART 1 || 19/01, 6PM

whisper me a love song VS marriage as friends

after hours VS the princess of sylph

i decided to fake a marriage with my junior to shut my parents up VS pieta

our yuri started with me getting rejected in a dream VS i'm not cut out to be a princess, so i'll elope with the villainess

SIDE B1 PART 2 || 19/01, 6.30PM

run away with me, girl VS indigo blue

yoru to umi VS a kiss for the girls' scars

this monster wants to eat me VS joshi-man

hello melancholic VS love/death

SIDE B2 PART 1 || 19/01, 7PM

tamen de gushi VS maria-sama ga miteru

to die in june VS composing spring in this room where cherry blossoms bloom

hana ni arashi VS yuki and the authoress

how do i get together with my childhood friend? VS iberis no hanayome

SIDE B2 PART 2 || 19/01, 7.30PM

hard lacquer VS moonlight flowers

even though we're adults VS black & white

asumi-chan is interested in lesbian brothels VS yuri kuma arashi

hikizan tautology VS ohana holoholo

SIDE C1 PART 1 || 21/01, 6PM

bloom into you VS sakura namiki

you are my angela VS qualia the purple

sora & haena VS sougou tovarisch

still sick VS rock it, girl!!

SIDE C1 PART 2 || 21/01, 6.30PM

soulmate VS oniisama e...

teppuu VS 2dk, g-pen, alarm clock

the moon on a rainy night VS saihate no serenade

love allergy syndrome VS the girl that cant get a girlfriend

SIDE C2 PART 1 || 21/01, 7PM

can't defy the lonely girl VS shiroi heya no futari

my dearest nemesis VS there's weird voices coming from the room next door

goodbye, my rose garden VS love my life

i see you, aizawa-san! VS lonely wolf, lonely sheep

SIDE C2 PART 2 || 21/01, 7.30PM

i love amy VS 2dk, g-pen, aftertime

hana monogatari VS ano koro no aoi hoshi

liar satsuki can see death VS a lady's table

young ladies don't play fighting games VS savior

SIDE D1 PART 1 || 23/01, 6PM

love bullet VS chemical romance

the ends of a dream VS makoto no momoka

my wish is to fall in love until you die VS cirque arachne

even the introverted gals wanna get out there VS the girl through the viewfinder

SIDE D1 PART 2 || 23/01, 6.30PM

doughnuts under a crescent moon VS netsu wo obiru veil

kanojo ni naritai kimi to boku VS wish you were gone

her tale of shim chong VS an absurd relationship

catch these hands VS sex education 120%

SIDE D2 PART 1 || 23/01, 7PM

i'm in love with the villainess VS love vibes

ayaka is in love with hiroko VS killing me!

kase-san and... VS i won 300 million yen in a lottery so i started raising a freeloader pretty girl

i don't know which is love VS shwd

SIDE D2 PART 2 || 23/01, 7.30PM

kakegurui VS because you are a red rose

kiss & white lily for my dearest girl VS octave

destroy it all and love me in hell VS nomura nao to kyougoku hina wa

futari escape VS gunjou

@tournament-announcer <- expanding my himejoshi search radar

[paraliveimaginesblog]

Will You Be My Valentine? - AKYR + AMPRULE

Akanyatsura

Hokusai Masaki:

Hokusai realized, almost too late, that he had to actually ask you to be his valentine for you to know that you were his. He had been going based off your relationship, the closeness you had making him logically arrive at the conclusion that you were his valentine, but he was informed that it was not the way it worked. When he had gone to seek you out he found you anxious and shuffling on your feet, surprised that you felt so nervous about asking him to be your valentine when he had already made that choice long ago.

Iori Suiseki:

Iori had suspected you were up to something but had patiently sat back, not one to assume but certainly knowing what was on your mind. You still managed to surprise him with a homemade gift as well as asking him to be yours for Valentine’s Day, the genuine smile on his face and his laughter filling the room the best gift you could’ve asked for. He wrapped you in a hug, pulling you as close as he could before letting you know he had already made plans for the two of you. If asked on why he didn’t make the first move he just laughed again, saying it was always pleasant to be the one pursued (and that he’d make your efforts worthwhile, in the end).

Reo Maruyama:

Reo winked, flirted, and accepted all gifts tossed his way on Valentine’s Day. Someone with his charm was used to all of this attention, but it could get exhausting after constant stimulation from others for hours on end. Plus, it never felt quite as special as a valentine really should, which he never realized until he had someone solid in mind that he wanted as his valentine. He’s glad that you’re the one who asked because it meant he could hide how in love with you he was (since he considered making the first move, which he certainly doesn’t do for just anyone), and he immediately rattled off all the things he wanted to do on that day with you since he hadn’t stopped thinking about it since the month began.

Satsuki Ito:

Satsuki cuts you off QUICK, on his knees like he’s groveling as he held your hands tight and began to sweat. There’s an awkward pause as you wait for him to explain the feral yell that was torn from his throat but it seemed he needed another minute to think, perhaps regretting his hasty reaction. He had to be the one to ask, after all, but the courage didn’t suddenly appear like he hoped it would. He does manage to stutter out the question because he’s not a quitter, but he won’t make eye contact, especially not after Reo asks why it looked like he was proposing.

Zen Gaho:

Zen is fighting to hide how hot his face is growing, touching his own burning hot cheeks and wondering how he got lucky enough to attract your attention. After pining away for you for who knows how long, finally having the confirmation that you felt the same for him was almost too much to bear. You cradle his face in your hands as he started to tear up, refusing to actually let them fall as he didn’t want to ruin the mood but he couldn’t help how overwhelmed with emotion he was. He would make this your most romantic Valentine’s Day yet!

AMPRULE

Chungsung Baek:

Chungsung is pleasantly surprised, licking his lips at the homemade gift you hand to him after asking him to be your valentine. While he doesn’t presume he’ll have any free-time on that day, much like he doesn’t most days as he attends to his master, he’s still flattered that you asked. He supposed he could carve out some of his own personal time while Dongha was busy to spend with you, not quite an official date but there were a few meals he could whip up that the two of you could enjoy together. He’s never pursued a relationship like this but he’s excited to see where it may lead.

Dongha Yeon:

You had debated on even asking Dongha as it didn’t seem like something he’d be interested in, but you had done stupider things to get his attention before so you thought you might as well. He’s actually quite surprised to hear the question, to have such a blatant act of affection thrown in his face like this leaves him frozen. Did you want something from him? Surely being seen with the Yeon heir would do wonders for you, but your stuttered out ‘date plan’ only consisted of spending time together indoors watching movies… What did you want from him? He accepted, because he certainly couldn’t have you asking someone else to be your valentine, and he’d simply have to probe you later to find out what your motives were.

[hitachiincest]

some of the most fictional twincesty songs in anime/game media, brought to you by tumblr user Hitachiincest. 💞

(note: list excludes rin/len songs, as 1. they're technically not twins by default [they're mirror images] & 2. this would be way too long)

"Ai=zo" by Robin Lafitte & Jack Mouton ("now lets fall... together" "the love and hatred upon our necks are the scars of our oath... True Kiss." a song tht begins with 1 brother [jack] homoerotically biting into his willing & eager twins neck to transform him into a vampire... a scene so charged that i had to include the clip from the anime here instead of the lyric video bc its just sooo.. [note: they may be yrs apart physically bc of Vampire Stuff stopping physical aging but they very much Are twins])

"Bokura No Love Style" by Hikaru & Kaoru Hitachiin (the song ever from the legends themselves. "right in front of you, i chat with other girls. i want you to show jealousy on purpose. [...] did i make you too mad? lets hug & make up <3" "You are mine.. I am yours... forever." like... PEAK. hitachiins u will always be famous. Iconic. hitachiincest the twin ship ever.)

"Falling Into Eternity" by Ryui & Toi Shiramitsu ("There is nothing more i wish for than to be able to hold you" "two hearts in the world" what if i cried. what if i cried Right Now. the shiramitsus story is so emotional & this song is so good for them. rly only makes sense if u know their story tho. the line abt praying makes me lose my mind. cw for somewhat implied religious abuse, btw)

"Twin Wedding Vows" by 2wink / Hinata & Yuta Aoi (fellas, is it 1ncestuous for 2 twins to marry the same person. a song that, without context of the mv or the fact enst is aimed at yumes, makes it seem more like they're marrying each Other instead if u exclude the last line. [someone in the youtube comments even said the song could be abt each other, but bc they were an anti, they said "platonically, u weirdos". despite the song literally being abt romantic love & marriage. but even They see the underlying possibility of it being abt the twins singing to each other. waow. if only tht person wasnt so Dense.])

"Heart Prism Symmetry" by 2wink / Hinata & Yuta Aoi (a song abt the struggles of 2 twins being considered 1 in the same but 1 of them wanting to be seen as/be individuals & the other supporting them even if its hard... "even if we become different, let my soul help yours, because you'll always be my treasure" "every version of you is my treasure... Just be yourself")

"The Road Not Taken" for The Traveler & Their Sibling [Aether/Lumine, Hotaru/Sora, etc] (god its a tearjerker. they just want to be together... tht's all....... the scene with flashes of them caring for each other through both of their povs looks so romantic.... shoutout to Lumine's jpn va for saying they seem like lovers here. she was so real for that & also Correct. "though the nights are long and dark, I'll see you shining bright... and no matter where you are, you've come with me this far, showing the way when all еlse falls apart.")

"This Is My Love" by Cozmez / Kanata & Nayuta Yatonokami (the twins who went through thick & thin... rain, snow, hunger, poverty, hardship... but through it all, they had Each Other. "im still singing this is my love, it wont change this is my love, dont want it to ever leave.")

"Better Days" by Cozmez / Kanata & Nayuta Yatonokami ([SPOILERS AHEAD] a whole mv abt the brothers essentially going on a string of dates after being reunited & gaining the money they so depserately needed & never had in their lives... aaa... kanata's loving gaze at nayuta is so adorable. a victory well-deserved & a happiness well-earned. nothing in the lyrics is necessarily romantic, but the mv is amazing & adorable & id say makes up for it by showing how much they love each other. im biased as a czmz liker let me show them off ok orz)

"Just One Kiss" by Twinkle Bell / Satsuki & Mutsuki Kururugi (a sexuaI song thats technically just supposed to be about the listener as a fanservice song BUT theres no line that hints abt it not being abt each other... so if u turn off ur brain for a sec, u can imagine theyre fucking each Other instead. Love Wins. "kiss and sin! our tongues rubbing together... a big bad beast is what we’ll become")

"Telepathy" by Belphegor & Beelzebub (demon twins admiring each other in a fluffy cute slow song... they're each other's, truly. & they even ask each other in the song if the other is singing abt them, ehe. "you hold so many charms that can make people look at you, and they are all for me only" "your gentleness is 'good', your muscles are 'mood', and they are all for me only")

SPECIAL MENTIONS:

"Chachacha Meccha I Love You" by Twinkle Bell, for being a love song sung by twins that can easily be imagined as being abt each other bc it doesnt exactly have any lyrics that allude to a 3rd party but at the end of the day is just another yume fanservice song & sounds too chipper/exactly like one.

"Two Of Us" by Twinkle Bell / Satsuki & Mutsuki Kururugi (a song abt how both of them are two wings of an angel (or smth like tht? hard to understand! there's no official or fan tl) & two matching hearts, together forever. google translate accidentally translates the chorus as "we're just two people, so we're in love" & i kno thats incorrect (it's abt them being 'together' not 'in love') but waow googles a kururugicest shipper real... lol. this 1 isnt very romantic imo but. cmon let the kururugis have some spotlight. their series is forgotten enough as is. "fate may test us, but it wont tear us apart!")

[ninjagirlstar5]

It's the last day of June, at least where I am, which means it's time to post all the art I made for Pride Month! I had planned to make more but I was busy with a bunch of other stuff, like work, going on vacation (which wasn't all the great, oof), other drawing projects to keep myself from suffering burnout, and struggling to get into the flow of writing again. And I'm not going to push myself to do one more cause it's late at night so I'm probably not going to finish it, and my arm is starting to ache. That is a sign to stop for the day. That being said, I am quite happy with how many of these turned out.

Anyways, here's my LGBTQ+ headcanons for the couples we see here and happy Pride month!

Teruya Otori: Gay (or Homoflexible if I'm in the mood to ship him with one of the girl characters, but otherwise he's, like, 99% gay in my head). Mikado Sannoji: Genderqueer & Bisexual Setsuka Chiebukuro: Bisexual Hibiki Otonokoji: Pansexual Kiyoka Maki: Pansexual (usually more attracted to guys but would also date girls) Mikako Kurokawa: Asexual Lesbian Haruhiko Kobashikawa: Bisexual (did not realize this until much later cause he thought finding guys attractive was normal hetero behavior. It isn't.) Satsuki Iranami: MtF Transgender & Pansexual

The poses were based off of this ship pose meme. The google link goes to an account that reposted this meme, and I can't find the original post due to the artist switching accounts and having their old one be completely blank. But I did find their new accounts through their old account: @/taffybuns (main blog) & @/taffybunnie (art blog). Please don't harass the person that reposted this meme. It's just unnecessary pain.

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hi! Can I get Hajun, Kanata, Reo and Nayuta with a sweet and cute reader? If that’s too much then just Hajun is okay! Also, you can ignore this if you want, thank you!

☾ | Sweet and Cute Reader (Hajun, Reo, cozmez)

(hellooo I didn't want to leave this comment till the end just in case you got confused but I interpreted your prompt a little differently because the request is a bit vague , I interpreted as “reader who is sweer/affectionate and dresses up in cute fashion” I hope you don’t mind!)

Hajun Yeon

You were a complete contrast to Hajun’s sadistic yet prince-like nature, he couldn’t help but tease you when you happily accepted one of his requests. However, he doesn’t let anyone else take advantage of your kindhearted nature, easily driving them away with his glare. 

Hajun finds it cute that you want to match outfits with him whenever you two go out on dates together, he could easily pull off any outfit you picked out for him even though they might not be his personal style. You loved seeing Hajun dressed up in clothes that make you feel happy and wanted to share that part with him!

You often showered Hajun with words of affection so casually because you genuinely love him a lot, he usually takes your compliments well replying with a simple “thank you” keeping his cool personality. You can’t help but chuckle softly at him when he does try to hide his flustered face with his typical closed eyed smile. 

Reo Maruyama

No one is cuter than himself but he will make an exception just for you, you’re the (second) cutest in his eyes. He thinks you're cute but not as cute as him lol. He adores the way you dress and compliments your outfits and how you look regularly whenever you two see each other, asking you where you got a certain piece of clothing. 

Reo is mischievous, when he gets into trouble or into a fight with Satsuki he immediately rushes into your arms and hopes that you take his side of the argument which you often do. In cases where you don’t take his side, you tell him off in a polite way and afterwards give him a headpat and let him get away with whatever mischief he caused.

You’re willing to go to most places with Reo, his favorite place to hang out with you is the arcade. Plenty of games to play together and surrounded by crane games filled with cute animal plushies, it's like both of your interests in one place! Reo is good at these types of stuff and has won multiple prizes from them, you two have matching stuffed animals that you sew clothes for and make sure it is in good condition.

Kanata Yatonokami

When you two stood next to each other, you were like the sun and he was like a rain cloud due to the way you two were dressed. You tried to convince Kanata to match with you but he did not like wearing all the frills and ribbons you typically wore, standing in front of the mirror with a frown on his face and a cute bow tied on his hair. 

Kanata is not used to being treated so sweetly and kindly by another person other than like Nayuta but that was in a familial way. So it took some time for him to get used to being treated like this by you because he assumes that you were looking down at him. 

He won’t openly admit it but he also appreciates the little things you do for him such as preparing him water or snacks when he has awoken from his nap. Hiding his appreciation with his usual cold attitude by telling you that he could’ve just done it himself or he doesn’t need it and shoos you away. He doesn’t like being disturbed when focused on composing a song which you respect and give him privacy when needed. 

Kanata Yatonokami

Unlike Kanata, he got used to your kind hearted nature quickly and loves being spoiled with your attention which you gave when he asked.

You also let him nap on your lap like he was a cat, not daring to move a single inch because you didn’t want to wake him up. Which left you stuck in that position for a couple of hours until he woke up, greeting him with a forehead kiss.

Your favorite activity together is to stroll around the streets and look at the clothes displayed on the window. Nayuta is in charge of cozmez’s outfits for performances and usually finds outfits alone if Kanata was busy that day so it was nice to have someone else around. Somedays you two would come empty handed, just gathering ideas from the cases. Other days he makes you carry all his bags of clothes (including your own stuff)

Admin Comments: my first request! Thank youu for requesting^^ I hope this is ok! Have a great day (..◜ᴗ◝..)

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His scent, your scent [Satsuki Ito x reader]

Title: His scent, your scent. Pairing: Satsuki Ito x gn!reader | Paradox Live Rating: M C/Ws: fluff, tooth-rotting fluff, established relationship, gender neutral reader, second person pov, you wear his clothes, Satsuki almost dies, and Reo makes a bonus appearance, mature rating for suggestive themes in the bonus scene Summary: Satsuki asks you to wear his clothes as the prize for winning a game against you. You surprise him and he combusts. Word count: 3.8k

A/N: Part of the series “Wearing Their Clothes”. You can read Zen Gaho’s here: Part 1 | Part 2

“Not fair!” You screamed as Satsuki caught your thumb finger under his. You two were playing thumb wars, and you had been losing by a large margin. “You are playing with advantage!”

“You were the one that said they wanted to play this game!” Satsuki said back. “And what do you mean I’m playing with advantage? I’ve got the same hands you do.”

“No, you don’t. Your hands are bigger and I’m sure your thumbs are longer. That makes it easier for you to win.” You let out an exasperated sound.

“If my thumb is longer, it should be easier for you to catch it, no? More surface to grab onto.” He kept on focused on your hands as you continued the game.

“But you just hover over me so quickly,” you groaned, hiding your thumb to the side of his hand.

“Are you giving up?” Satsuki squeezed your hand, giving you a daring look.

“I keep losing anyway.” You sighed and tried letting go of his hand, but he didn’t budge.

“Come on, we’re just starting. You’re better now than before. And you did win a few times.” He gave you a confident smile, and you didn’t know if it meant he was proud of you, or if he was simply showing off.

“Yeah, because you were distracted! That was all at the start.” You had used to your advantage the slightly flustered state Satsuki was in, but it didn’t take him that long to get used to the game. Plus, physical affection didn’t affect him as much as it used to. You had been dating for a while after all. “You’re the winner, so,” you squeezed his hand and he finally let go of it. “What do you want?”

You had had the great idea to suggest you bet something, and that something was the winner would be entitled to ask for anything. You hadn’t given it much thought, but you could see now you had been more confident in your winning abilities than would’ve been realistic.

“I… Can I think about it?” Satsuki lowered his head and looked at you through his eyelashes.

“I give you five minutes.” You said folding your arms.

He tutted, bringing his hand to his mouth in a reflexive action.

“I want…” He looked up, dropping his hands to his thighs. He shuffled on his seat and moved from a crossed-legged position to kneeling. You swallowed when you saw him acquiring such a serious stance. “I want you to… wear my clothes.” He bowed his head after the declaration, waiting for your reaction without daring to see your face.

But there was no reaction. He wanted you to wear his clothes? As in, the clothes he was wearing, right now?

“Satsuki, I am a bit confu—”

“You don’t have to do it after all,” he quickly interrupted, relaxing his posture but still refusing to make eye contact. “This… it was stupid of me.” He played with his hair, hiding his face behind his hand.

“No, I just don’t understand it.” You touched his knee lightly, trying to get him to look at you. It wasn’t every day that Satsuki took the first step in trying new things. And judging by his reaction, it was something that embarrassed him. That made you feel soft and tender inside. You knew he had trouble being vulnerable, and he was trying. You wanted to reward his effort. “So should I just exchange clothes with you right now or…?”

“No! Not right now!” He quickly yelped, shooting his head up and finally making eye contact with you. “It’s�� you can do it whenever you want.”

“So, you want me to wear your clothes,” you recapped, “at some point?” You smiled softly at him. Wasn’t that bound to happen anyway? You were dating after all.

“…It would be nice if…” he mumbled under his breath, looking away again.

“If?”

“…You maybe… surprised me…” He rubbed the back of his neck, visibly uncomfortable.

“Oh.” You knew what he meant. You had seen it in some movies. A lover stealing their partner’s clothes and wearing them casually around them. “I get it now.”

◌◌◌

It was difficult not to fulfil Satsuki’s wish right away. You were also excited about it since you had an idea of the reaction it could cause in him. But you truly wanted to surprise him, so you made sure to wait until the thumb war and that wish were out of his mind.

Then, it was time for the plan of attack.

You took the chance one day when Zen had convinced Satsuki to work out with him first thing in the morning.

Satsuki texted you about it being too cold outside, and you didn’t waste this chance. It was a good thing it had happened on your free day, and you had woken up early. You rushed to the Suiseki clan’s house and gave some excuse to a yawning Iori about you having forgotten something in Satsuki’s room.

When you closed the door behind you, you quickly scanned his room. His black cap was on a small desk. Next to it, his red hoodie hung on the chair. You mentally screamed, it was your lucky day. You quickly picked up the clothes, a waft of his scent reaching your nose. It was so familiar to you, that your shoulders relaxed, and an unconscious smile spread across your lips.

You had originally planned to do this for Satsuki, but now you realised you were also going to enjoy it.

Sitting on his bed, you brought the hoodie to your face, to bask in his scent. There was a hint of the perfume he used — although he always said he didn’t — and the smell of his deodorant was mostly gone. Instead, you caught something mixed in with the detergent the Suiseki household used: his aroma.

It was the same light scent that felt like an invisible warm embrace as you were sitting in his room.

In a moment of weakness, you allowed yourself to close your eyes and lie down, still hugging the hoodie tightly. Why hadn’t you done this before? You hung in Satsuki’s room fairly often, and he wasn’t especially tidy, so you had seen his clothes lying around before. You could’ve probably stolen a hoodie or a jacket for a few days and he wouldn’t have noticed.

You giggled at the thought, opened your eyes, and sat up. You had no time to lose. While paying attention to the sounds, you quickly took off your outer layers and tried on Satsuki’s hoodie.

It was warm and comfortable, and it somehow had the biggest pocket you had seen in a hoodie. You wondered how you looked in it, but Satsuki didn’t have any mirrors in his room. So you had to make do with propping your phone on his desk and wishing the small reflection you could see of yourself was good enough.

When you picked up your phone again, you decided to take several selfies wearing his hoodie — with the hood up, too — and then his cap. While deciding on which ones looked better, you heard some voices. You recognised Satsuki’s voice and stopped breathing for a moment, the anticipation of him seeing you like this taking over your body. However, the voices seemed to be getting further away.

Maybe he was going to take a shower? You felt your phone buzzing in your hand and quickly unlocked it to a new message from him.

<I had an awesome run today after the workout!>

<I’m jumping into the shower but>

<Wanna meet up later?>

The smile that spread on your face was unstoppable. He had just gotten back, and the first thing on his mind was texting you. It’s not that these messages were any different from your usual chats, but somehow being in his house made you more conscious of his actions. Of how much you were present in his life.

While waiting for him to come into his room, you took the chance to look around. Even if you had been there countless times before, you never felt comfortable looking at his things under his attentive gaze.

You stepped closer to his CD collection and smiled when you recognised some artists – Satsuki told you about them before, and sometimes he even sent you links to their songs.

The sound of the door opening startled you. You had been so engrossed in his music collection that you had stopped paying attention to the sounds.

“What the—” Satsuki immediately stroked a defensive pose before quickly recognising you. “Babe? You almost gave me a heart attack!”

You giggled nervously. Seeing Satsuki only wearing a towel wrapped around his lower half, was something you didn’t expect and had never seen before. You could see water droplets dripping from his wet hair to his neck, to the gold chains adorning him, and down his chest and back.

Then, the sight of you in his clothes kicked in, and his knees gave out. You were more effective than any workout. You were sure you would’ve been in the same predicament if you hadn’t seen his fists under such a threatening light when he first came in.

“Satsuki?” You tried to kneel close to him, but he stopped you before you stepped towards him.

“No, don’t come any closer.” One of his hands covered his face, making it impossible for you to know what was going on. Had you frightened him so much? Maybe the adrenaline had kicked in quickly, but left as soon as he saw it was just you… “Tsk, this was too much for me, after all…” He muttered under his breath, taking a peek at you.

As he moved his hand away, you saw the familiar bright red taking hold of his skin.

It had been a while since the last time you had seen Satsuki blushing so intensely, and your stomach squeezed.

“You look…” his eyes moved from yours to your body, to the cap on your head, to your eyes again. You felt his features twitch slightly. He really wanted to hide from you, but he was trying not to. You felt your heart melting. “Perfect.”

You stared at him, blinking in surprise. Perfect? He had never used that compliment before, had he?

“You’re so cute and cool and seeing you in my clothes…” He mumbled his words a bit, and you smiled at the light pout adorning his lips. I want to hug you so bad, his brain screamed. But the words just couldn’t make it past his throat.

“So, you like it?” You chuckled, relief washing the surprise away from your heart. You had succeeded, then.

“Are you crazy? This is the best.” The triumph on his face made you laugh.

He suddenly remembered his predicament, and quickly stood up to retrieve some clean clothes from the built-in closet.

“I won’t look.” As he pulled one of his t-shirts over his head, you turned around and placed your hands over your eyes.

The blush that had begun subsiding was now back in full force. He trusted you, but this was still way more than he was used to. He bit his lips, keeping an eye on your back while he swiftly covered his nakedness.

“’s okay now.”

You turned around to see him putting on some socks. He seemed to be engrossed in the task, completely indifferent to anything else. Except, the blush still adoring his face gave it away.

You cut the distance between your bodies in a few steps and sat next to him on the bed. As he put on the other sock, you carded your fingers through his wet hair.

“Babe…” He bowed, hiding his face from your eyes.

“You don’t like this?”

“’s not that…” He looked at you with a complicated look in his eyes. Then, he stood up abruptly. “I’ll get my jacket from the clothesline.” He took the towel that had been around his waist before.

When he left the room, only the wetness in the palm of your hand remained. The cold you felt from it provided some relief from the heat you felt inside his hoodie.

You had taken a step today, but somehow you still felt a gap separating you from Satsuki. You wanted to feel closer to him, but how? You looked at the built-in closet, the sliding door open. You moved before you could talk yourself out of it.

Maybe you were greedy. He had even complimented you. But you wanted, needed more. You took one of his clean T-shirts and moved quickly, taking off all your clothes until you could put it on. Then, you put his hoodie back on.

He came back as you picked up the cap again, and you walked towards him in an effort to hide what you had done.

“Do you want your cap back?” You offered it to him.

“You keep it. It looks better on you than me.” He took it from your hands and placed it back on your head, the visor towards him. He pulled it slightly downwards, destabilising you. In the distraction of the moment, you felt something on your forehead. Had he kissed you, or had he just touched your forehead over the cap?

“Satsuki?” You tried, but some of his embarrassment had finally been transmitted to you.

“Ready for a date?”

You looked at him from under the cap and saw him smiling big. Your hand found its shelter in his, and you nodded.

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The weather was good, so you decided to take a stroll around the neighbourhood. Satsuki got excited and wanted to show you the route he took when running. After a while, you arrived at the park.

He led you to the callisthenics park and hung like a monkey from the bars. The sound of the camera shutter went nonstop as you tried to take as many pictures of him as possible.

“Babe, aren’tcha goin’ overboard with that?” He frowned.

“No, you look so cool Satsuki! Oh, maybe I should’ve taken a video…?”

“…I could do some more if you think I’m cool…” His cheeks took on a darker pink shade, and you didn’t know if it was because of the exertion, or your compliments.

After you had a variety of pictures of him doing different skills, he went to a nearby fountain and you used the chance to take the hoodie off.

He was a few steps away from you when his eyes went from your face to your torso, and it took him a few seconds to react.

“That’s… my tank top.” He pointed a finger at you, and his blank expression made you feel self-conscious. Maybe it was a bit much? You could go over the top sometimes…

He stopped when he was right next to you, and you felt his gaze fixated on the piece of clothing.

You had a different build and physique from him, so the tank top didn’t fit you in the same way it fit him. His eyes went over the cloth, taking in every detail like it was something new, something he had never seen. Except, it was his favourite tank top. He knew by heart the ins and outs of it, and he could see in his mind’s eye how the garment fit him. He had started in the mirror, had seen himself in pictures wearing it before.

And now, you were wearing it. And he couldn’t help but see all the differences, how it accentuated your body. The velvety skin of your shoulders and arms was highlighted with that cut. Had he ever seen you in anything like this before? He suddenly couldn’t think properly and felt dizzy.

He squatted down and felt the familiar heat permeating his cheeks when he covered his face with his hands. You peeked down at him, curious about the late reaction.

“You were…” Satsuki looked at you through the gaps between his fingers. “You’re even we-wearing that…”

“Was it a good idea, then?” You asked, squatting next to him, holding the hoodie between your knees and chest.

He stifled a cry and turned his face downwards, hiding it from you. A soft smile danced on your lips, and before you could think about stopping yourself, you reached a hand towards him. His hair was smoother than you expected, and you played with a few strands on the top of his head, twirling the ends.

“Are you trying to kill me?” His voice sounded muffled, but the words were clear enough for you to understand.

“We’ll leave playing with each other’s hair for another day, then.” A light chuckle punctuated your suggestion.

“Just so you know.” He removed his hands enough to look at you through half-closed eyelids. “The next time we’re alone, you better be ready.”

“Why? You’re gonna take revenge?” You wiggled your eyebrows jokingly, but excitement was already bubbling inside of you.

“I’m going to hug you so hard I might crush you.” He lowered his hands completely but looked away in embarrassment. “And…” He hesitated for a while, before training his eyes back on your face. “Your hair is sticking up!” His hand moved so quickly, you only felt the touch of his fingertips on your scalp for a few seconds. Immediately after, he sprung up and started walking away.

You giggled to yourself. Discovering his reactions was always something you looked forward to. Walking behind him, you wondered what other experiences you could share together in the future.

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Bonus:

The next day, Satsuki was half asleep when he pulled himself out of bed and forced himself to get a clean t-shirt and tracksuit to go workout. His eyes were half closed, still heavy with the recent dream, and he simply slid the door of the built-in closet open and pulled one T-shirt from the pile, when something fell over his chest and onto the floor.

He jumped in place, the unexpected sensation waking him up at once. When he picked the piece of clothing from the floor, the scent that tickled his nose seemed to permeate his entire body.

It was your scent. He would’ve recognised it anywhere. But, why? He carefully unfolded the item, revealing one of your T-shirts. What was it doing there?

Satsuki sat back on the bed, holding the tee in his hands. It was a mystery, how it had appeared there and then. Did you leave it there on purpose? When? Then, he remembered. You were still wearing his tank top when he had walked you home yesterday. You must’ve exchanged your T-shirt for his when you were in his room.

He chuckled to himself, unconsciously holding the T-shirt to his chest and basking in the warm feeling your memory elicited in him. After a couple of seconds, he came back to his senses and let go of the piece of clothing with a gasp. He quickly folded it and placed it on the empty desk, and proceeded to get changed and ready for the day. Still, he kept blinking back to the neatly folded T-shirt, and the soft smile couldn’t be erased by anything. Not even the intense workout with Zen.

When he entered his room after showering, your scent greeted him and he impulsively picked the T-shirt up again, bringing it to his nose. He breathed in, feeling his body relaxing even more than the hot water could. Maybe what his muscles needed was more of you, to recover quickly.

In an act of bravery, he pulled your t-shirt over his wet hair and down his naked torso. He felt warm and fuzzy inside, and the familiar butterflies took hold of his stomach. He couldn’t believe he was wearing your T-shirt, but it felt so good. Like he was… yours.

The image of you in his clothes floated in his mind’s eye and he felt even giddier. Satsuki rolled on top of the bed and muffled excited screams. You were his, and he was yours. His body started heating up, but instead of feeling it on his cheeks like usual, he started feeling it in his nether region. Your scent was intoxicating.

“Satsuki-chan!” Reo’s voice interrupted seconds before he erupted into the room, giving Satsuki barely enough time to roll onto his front. “Where is the—what are you doing?”

“N-nothing!” He screamed against the pillow.

“Uh, whatever.” Reo scrunched up his face and looked away. “Where’s my charger?”

Satsuki closed his eyes, silently praying to all the gods he had ever heard Iori mention.

“It’s on the wall socket.” He extended an arm, pointing behind him.

“Ah!” Reo quickly hopped there and retrieved it. “I don’t know what you’re doing, and I don’t care, but breakfast is going to get cold.” Reo cast a sideways glance at Satsuki, who had buried his face completely on the mattress. But there was still some red peaking from the side of his face and his ears, and Reo swiftly caught on it. It didn’t take long to put two and two together when he saw the way that T-shirt clung to his form. “That’s… not your T-shirt.”

It only took a simple comment, the truth, to make Satsuki wail against the mattress.

“Get. Out. Now!” He punched the mattress a few times, still not daring to move from the position he was in.

Reo giggled to himself and finally left with an “okay~” that infuriated Satsuki further. When he heard the distinct sound of the sliding door being shut, he looked up and sighed in relief. He felt all the tension melt away and sat up on the bed. Slowly, like a dog with its tail between its legs, Satsuki took off the T-shirt and folded it neatly, before undoing the towel at his waist and getting dressed with his own clothes.

Gently, he took the T-shirt and placed it back inside the closet. He gave it a longing gaze, before closing the door.

When the day was over, and Satsuki felt so incredibly tired he could’ve passed out standing up, his brain brought him your memory. Your smile, your soft hair, your voice, the way you moved, laughed, spoke. And your scent.

His body came alight, and he moved before he could be aware of what he was doing. Reaching for your T-shirt, he felt a wave of peace wash over him.

He fell asleep with his face buried in the piece of clothing, nostrils full of your scent.

When the sun filtering from the curtains woke him up, Satsuki rolled in bed, lazily trying to fight off the sleepiness. And then, like an unexpected hug, his brain whispered your name. Unconsciously, he bunched up your t-shirt in his arms, compressing it against his chest. He hummed.

Maybe one day, he would be waking up with you in his arms.

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RELATIONSHIPS II. — ♡

anon asked → Hello!! I really love your writing and your relationship hcs for BAE! Would I be able to request the same for Cozmez and Hokusai please? Thank you sm in advance!!

a/n - "next request is coming soon!" -> posts it two seconds later

anyway thank you anon!!

hokusai masaki

it’s a little hard to tell he likes you at first. he certainly doesn’t hold back his compliments, but at the same time, it sounds exactly like how he would speak about a small animal

over time, you slowly picked up on the difference in how he treated you. he's significantly more touchy, always giving you headpats, and is just usually in your space 

he seems to really enjoy your company. to him, you’re one of a handful of people that took him in without judgment, and spending time with you was incredibly relaxing. slowly, he found himself paying closer attention to you and the little things about you

it’s obvious to his family that he likes you. you’ve hung out with them before, and satsuki and reo like you, which makes hokusai like you even more. he takes his chance and confesses, and gets the biggest, softest smile on his face when you return his feelings

his dates with you are on the quieter side. he likes taking walks with you, going to many different places and seeing new things, and he especially likes playing with cats with you. he just likes spending time with you, so anything’s fine with him!

he loves learning new things about you (and calling you cute right after), and he’s really happy when you two share your interests with each other. compliment his graffiti work and he’ll look very pleased all day

kanata yatonokami

let’s be honest. it took a while for the relationship to start in the first place. he’s a prickly little kitten left out in the rain, and everything in his body was telling him to scratch at you

but you persist. slowly but surely, he stops finding you as annoying as he originally thought. sometimes you’ll sneak into his thoughts, and he’ll catch himself thinking ridiculous things, such as how much you’d like this song he found, or that his trip to the new record store would be better if you were there with him

he keeps a watchful eye on how you treat nayuta, and he’s incredibly relieved when you treat him as one of your own. it seems like nayuta doesn’t hate your presence either, which is a huge win

you’ll have to take the lead on most things, like confessing. he doesn’t really have a handle on his emotions, so to the untrained eye, it sounds like he doesn’t like you as much as he does. but you know better, so him responding with a red face that he doesn’t mind your company is the greenlight that you two are dating

he’s a bit shy with his affection. it’ll take him a bit to muster up the courage to hold your hand (he kind of just grabs it honestly), but he doesn’t really let it go. it’s his favorite display of affection, and it proves that you’re by his side

he really likes at home dates where you’re just hanging out. sure he’ll take you to the record store, and you’ll take him to food places you recommend, but being in the safest space he knows without a lot going on is truly relaxing, especially when you share music with the other

nayuta yatonokami

he definitely knows what he feels compared to his brother. he’s not harsh with you, but more to the point. for a long time, he doesn’t really know if he wants to let someone else in, but you’ve proven yourself to be a trustworthy person. bonus points for not minding kanata’s comments at first

he also doesn’t really know how to navigate the relationship. he’s only ever trusted two people before, and lost a good chunk of his formative years, so he’s a little unsure of how he should really approach it. he takes his time getting more used to it

if anything, shiki cheers the two of you on. he’s always encouraging nayuta to go for it, which drives him to confess. it’s an awkward one, but he somehow manages to get his point across

he’s more comfortable with affection than you’d think. he’ll nonchalantly hold your hand like they were always meant to be connected, and he’ll keep a straight face while doing so. sharing headphones and listening to music together is his way of showing affection

he likes to take you out shopping for new clothes for the two of you. he likes showing you his interest in fashion, along with suggesting outfits for you to wear, while you find good places for food

[imagine-knb]

GOM and Seirin react to Kuroko suddenly have a gf and it is not Satsuki. Satsuki reaction is a plus.

Hope you don't mind me doing these as headcanons since there's quite a few characters. Gentle reminder that I've always interpreted asking for "Seirin" as all of their teammates, unless specifically stated as "Seirin's starting lineup", since they do feature more characters in the show than the other teams. Admin Neon

Kagami

he's one of the few people who knew Kuroko was courting a girl before he started dating her, so the news doesn't come as big of a surprise to him

though he's happy for his good friend, Kagami outwardly jokes with Kuroko that his new girlfriend better not distract him from getting better at basketball

Hyuuga

"wait, really, you were serious when you said there was nothing between you at that other girl?" he's absolutely confused, considering how touchy Momoi always was

he starts to wonder what exactly was going through Kuroko's head whenever Momoi would cling to him; was he really that dense on how obvious she had been?

Kiyoshi

he's definitely thinking it, but Kiyoshi won't admit that he had thought Momoi was already Kuroko's girlfriend; he accepts easily that he was mistaken

the pat he gives Kuroko's back in congratulations is hard, nearly knocking over the shorter male, but there's absolutely no malace behind the move; he's happy for Kuroko

Izuki

immediately starts cracking jokes about love being in the air and is disappointed when nobody pays him any mind because of it

on the more serious side, he's actually impressed with Kuroko over his new girlfriend and congratulates his younger teammate on his new relationship in his own weird way

Mitobe

extremely respectful about the news, Mitobe simply gives Kuroko a smile and a pat on the shoulder when he hears about the shadow's new girlfriend

he's not a very nosy person in comparison to the rest of the team, so he doesn't really bother Kuroko with questions (or at least, Koganei can't interpret any questions he has)

Koganei

he's teasing Kuroko, asking his teammate when they all finally get to meet the mystery girl who has stolen their shadow's heart; he loves romance

Koganei is very supportive in Kuroko's new relationship to the point he doesn't even mention Momoi, despite a part of him in the back of his mind worrying about her

Tsuchida

being the only other team member on Seirin to have a girlfriend, Tsuchida wonders if he should get closer with Kuroko so they could all go out on double dates

though Kuroko doesn't talk about his girlfriend much, Tsuchida loves hearing the stories when he does because it reminds him of his own gushy moments with his girlfriend

Furihata

he's both surprised and happy for Kuroko, congratulating him on finding someone he wanted to date, but feeling just a slight bit of jealousy

he feels nervous every time Kuroko brings his new girlfriend around for practice, feeling like he has to be on his best behavior or better

Kawahara

he's only slightly aggrivated that Kuroko managed to get a girlfriend before he did; he thought he had enough charm to have one by now too

hates to admit it, but he gets a little sad at the realization that the team may not see Momoi around anymore now that Kuroko was dating another girl

Fukuda

he says he's not surprised — after all, he had seen Kuroko and his girlfriend talking with each other before they started dating — but in reality, he hadn't expected Kuroko to actually land her

he pulls Kuroko aside one day, asking how he managed to get his girlfriend and asking him for tips on how he could talk to his classroom crush

Riko

she sees this as an opportunity to finally get a manager of their own for the team, teasing Kuroko that he could see his girlfriend more if he convinced her to join

a part of her is secretly glad they won't be seeing Momoi often anymore, since she had never really gotten along with the busty pink haired girl

Kise

he almost puts his foot in his mouth when he sees a picture of Kuroko's new girlfriend and nearly blurts out "but that's not Momoicchi"

he's particularly confused about Kuroko finding love in someone else, because he had always thought that his friend reciprocated the pinkette's feelings in his own way

Aomine

he's honestly a bit surprised when he finds out that Kuroko is dating a girl and it's not the pinkette who's been fawning over him since middle school

on the outside, he's annoyed because now Momoi is crying to him about her failed love life, but on the inside, Aomine can't fault Kuroko for falling in love with someone else

Momoi

she is absolutely devastated to find out Kuroko is dating someone before she had the chance to date him herself; she should have tried to make things official earlier

on the outside, she tries not to show that it's affecting her so much, but really close friends (Aomine) can see just how much it's breaking her on the inside

Midorima

he takes the news as if someone were merely talking to him about the weather; in other words, he doesn't have much of a reaction and doesn't really care to know more

it isn't until Aomine is calling him, complaining about Momoi's crying, that he realizes that someone did indeed get hurt with this news

Murasakibara

he's absolutely confused by the news because he had thought all along that Kuroko and Momoi were already dating; for a split second he wonders about infidelity

when it's revealed to him that the pair had never been dating and this was Kuroko's first girlfriend, Murasakibara drops the subject entirely

Akashi

there is no physical sign that Akashi is surprised by the news other than a simple quirk of his brow and a quiet, "oh really?"; he mentions nothing about Momoi

other than a quick congratulatory message to Kuroko, Akashi doesn't have much of an opinion on the blue haired teen's new girlfriend

[danganronpafan777]

(You dont have to write this right away) dra male cast x reader that has the peronality of ibuki mioda like in the morning its like "good nom nom noming you sexy cutie"

I love this request sm Tsurugi Kinjo:

You were.... Interesting

With you and Yamato, he had two crackhead friends

He'd raise a confused eyebrow at some of the more random things you'd say, and would cover his ears everytime you had an instrument in your hands, whether you were playing or not 

He's completely thrown off guard when you confess to him, but finds himself accepting your feelings anyway

Tsurugi never imagined himself with someone like you, who would distract him from his trauma and give him breaks from work by tackling him into the couch and cuddling him until he can't breathe 

But he just can't keep himself away from you 

You never hesitated to grab his work, and throw it across the room and hold him to force him to take a break

He would blush a bit whenever you wrote a song for him, and would have to cover his face with his arm to hide his blush if you actually played it for people

It would take years to convince him to do a duet with you, and his voice would be so shy and relaxing, but you can't record it or tell anyone about it He does his best to keep you out of trouble, and it rarely works 

But for some reason, he still loves you 

"Good nom nom noming you sexy cutie~!” 

“…!?…Good morning, Y/n…”

Mitch Higa:

He didn't mind your personality too much, as he had met much louder fangirls in his career, but he never would have imagined himself dating you 

Sure, he flirted with you and you replied with some witty comment, but he expected you to blow him off like every other girl in the class did for some reason

Even with his superiority complex, he will beg on his knees for you not to scream into your microphone again

He's get very confused at some of the strange things you say, and might even blush (to which he'd mentally slap himself)

If you wrote a song about him, no one would hear the end of it for the next week

He would brag about it to all his teammates and in nearly every interview of his to the point where you basically have to release it to the public

He'd try to seduce you in a duet, but would end up failing miserably Chaz Thurman style (please don't cancel me for that reference-)

Similar to what Haruhiko said about Satsuki, he jokes that of all the girls he wanted to be with in the class, he got stuck with the loudest one 

But despite your eardrum killing music, there's no one else he'd rather be stuck with 

"Good nom nom noming you sexy cutie~!” 

He’s caught off guard for a moment, “You’re the cutie Y/n~” 

Kinji Uehara:

He was slightly started by your upbeat and loud personality, but he didn't mind too much, having experience in dealing with hyper kids 

Your classmates are impressed by his ability to calm you down-

He might ask a few questions at some of the strange things you say, but eventually just accepts that you say random things (He still might blush a bit at some of your more affectionate words)

He's a bit reluctant, but eventually agrees to perform a duet with you, having experience in singing through hymns in church 

He's not a huge fan of your music, and might politely ask for you to turn it down sometimes, but he still supports you and your passions

He would invite you to play for the kids at the orphanage, as long as the songs were child friendly and wouldn't destroy their eardrums

During one of these private concerts, you played a song that he wasn't familiar with, and was shocked when you said it was about him

It was probably the most flustered and flattered you ever saw him, and the kids teased him about it for weeks, begging for you to play it again and again

"Good nom nom noming you sexy cutie~!” 

“I’m…not sure what that means, but thank you…”

That doesn’t stop the blush on his face

Haruhiko Kobashikawa:

Didn't expect to have a classmate this loud, but was able to match your enthusiasm 

He screamed when he heard you play for the first time, and his ears continued to ring for hours later, but he still supports you

Haruhiko might try to learn a new instrument such as the guitar (mostly to impress you), but would constantly forget cords and have no idea what he’s doing

If the two of you did a duet, he'd try to act cool and romantic but would end up forgetting half of the words

He’s confused and kinda concerned at some of the weird things you say, but will blush a bit when you say something romantic 

If you made a song for him, he would brag about it for as long as he possibly can

The two of you are two loving and energetic idiots, and while Haru’s not a great singer, he’s your number one hypeman!

"Good nom nom noming you sexy cutie~!” 

He’s red for a moment before responding, “Good..uh, whatever to you too! Haha.. you’re the cutie…”

Kakeru Yamaguchi:

He initially flinches at your loud personality, but eventually gets used to it

Meaning he can keep himself from passing out at some of the affectionate things you say to him

He'll timidly ask what you mean whenever you say something random, to which you'd always say something even stranger 

You confuse him sometimes, but you still help him with interacting with others and expressing himself more 

He was oblivious to your feelings for him, so Kinji and Kanata probably had to spell it out for him

If the two of you ever sang a duet, he might have to stop a few times, and you oblige, not wanting him to be uncomfortable 

Your music definitely surprised him, but it does help him speak up (to ask you to please turn it down mostly-)

You like to perform private concerts for his sister, and use some of your tour money to help pay for her treatments 

Kakeru's entire face would turn pink if you wrote a song about him, and would completely pass out if you even spoke about releasing it 

From this relationship, you're able to remain serious at times, while Kakeru slowly lets loose and expresses himself more

"Good nom nom noming you sexy cutie~!” 

Kakeru.exe has stopped working.

Teruya Otori:

He wasn't really expecting you to be so...loud, but that was alright! 

He admired your talent and the two of you were fast friends

You, him, Haruhiko, Satsuki, and Kiyoka probably start a band together (Sunshine Squad-)

He makes his classic confused faces whenever you say something random, and even his ears would turn red whenever you seemed to flirt with him

He would be extremely embarrassed and kinda shy to do a duet with you, but would be more confident as he gets older, but he still would prefer to keep it between the two of you

The moment you mention writing a song about him, his accent would leak

"Y-Ya made a son'!? A-abou' meh!? I-um..." 

He's happy! He really is, but he's also nearly at a loss for words 

His face would get even redder if you released it to the public, and his dad would probably play it on repeat at Otori Mart to tease him

The two of you are extremely affectionate and happy together (but Teruya still blushes his head off in front of others-) 

"Good nom nom noming you sexy cutie~!” 

“W-Weh!? Y/n- um…G-good…nomming to ya too…”

His face is too red to say anything else

Yamato Kisaragi:

The both of you just clicked when you first met, and if he wasn't already a fan, he was now

He might yelp and cover his ears a bit at some of your louder songs, but he still jams out to "I squeezed out the baby yet I have no idea who the father is" while he's creating a million dollar invention 

Mikako is starting to get worried about him-

It might take him a minute to process some of the random things you say, his brain trying to make sense of it, but if it's even remotely romantic, his brain might briefly shut off completely 

Despite the pleas of literally everyone, He'll amplify your instruments and even add fireworks or create smoke machines for your concerts

He'll love to perform a duet with you, and will cry a bit in happiness if you write a song about him

If you actually play the song or release your duet to the public, he will be beet red for the whole day, but has never felt happier

He tries not to brag, he really does, but he just can't get you off his mind

"Good nom nom noming you sexy cutie~!” 

He smiles wide, “Hey, Y/n! You’re the cutie!”

He cups your face and happily kisses you

Utsuro:

You tired him out honestly 

It took a while for him to admit that he likes you, as every time you talked/yelled and lightened up a room with your energy, he'd think or say that he wants you to shut up

...So why didn't his luck do it for him? 

He shuts down Akane when she offers that maybe he secretly doesn't mind you or your voice

Even before you started dating, you were affectionate and outgoing to him, throwing an arm around his shoulder and dragging him to some stupid class activity 

Whenever he dozed off, either in class or in the safety of his dorm, you would either shake him away or loudly snore on top of him 

It frustrated him to no end, but you never left his side 

One day, Utsuro told you he could make you the biggest rockstar in the world, give you wealth, fans, inspiration, anything you wanted if you would just leave him be

You refused.

In a rare moment of seriousness, you told him that you knew how he felt, and how lonely he was deep down and he just wanted to be understood, not used for his talent

From that point, Utsuro saw you in a different light, and slowly but surely, he began to confront his feelings 

Sure, you were his crazy and outgoing S/o, but at the same time, you were someone who truly sympathized and took the time to understand him 

"Just leave the BGM to Y/n! I made a whole album for you, Utsuro!"

"...Thank you."

"Of course, cutie~! This is for you and -"

"No...thank you. For understanding."

Yuki Maeda:

His reaction to meeting you was the same as meeting Satsuki (except he found himself liking you more)

This one's going to be a handful...

He would always compliment your music and any song you wrote for him, even if you were practically screaming to the microphone 

He had researched you prior to entering Hope's Peak, but he was happy to learn more about you!

You offered to teach Yuki how to play an instrument, and eventually he agreed to it

He was... mediocre at best, but he was still your boyfriend, and you wanted the world to see him

He can't really match your energy, and sometimes he feels more like your caretaker than your boyfriend, but at the end of every day and every kiss, the feeling of butterflies in his stomach lingers as all he can think about is you

"Good nom nom noming you sexy cutie~!” 

“H-Huh!? Y-Y/n..!”

[hebimoonlightwrites]

hi hebi!! first time sending an ask! thank you for writing so much for paralive i really enjoy your works! 💕💕 if it's not too much trouble could i please ask for hokusai dating headcanons? 🥺🙏

Writer's corner: Oh, it's your first time? Then welcome, dear! Thank you for requesting and, of course! I hope you'll enjoy reading! I'll do it GN! if it's okay. Let me know if you want me to change or fix anything or if you want specific pronouns, okee?~ Enjoy~♥

mc's pronouns: THEY/THEM (GN!reader)

Warnings: sfw, fluff

⭐𝐇𝐨𝐤𝐮𝐬𝐚𝐢 𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬⭐

⭐Hokusai seems pretty quiet and calm, and it's said that he's also quite introverted.

⭐He learned to love animals and to appreciate more their company because of his past and because of the fact that people were used to bully him because of his father's crimes

⭐So that' why he spends time petting animals, especially cats: because in his opinion cats will be the only ones which will never judge him and will keep him company no matter what

⭐But Hokusai is a kind-hearted and caring young man, actually!

⭐He always cares about his family- i.e. AKYR members- and he's very protective of the ones he loves

⭐So dating him will be a quiet, romantic and calm experience: if you are as calm as him, then you both will enjoy some calm and peaceful time, maybe petting cats, while he would whisper some kind compliments about you:

⭐"I.. I like your eyes.. they're.. sweet.. You're very cute..."

⭐Otherwise, if you are more extroverted and energetic, I feel like Hokusai would appreciate listening to all your words. Even if you're talking about random stuff, I'm sure Hokusai would keep listening to you, while petting Luna, his white cat.

⭐Since he has been bullied and self-isolated, I think he doesn't really know what to do with a partner, so I guess he would receive advices and some help by his family!

⭐Reo, Satsuki, Iori and Zen would help him getting ideas for dates or simply to surprise you with flowers or home-made chocolate

⭐Plus, I'm 100% sure he would bring you to the zoo, especially if you are an animals-lover just like him

⭐You both would explore the zoo together, walking and holding hands. I feel like he would also enjoy petting some animals and even feeding them, if possible and allowed, of course!

⭐I don't know why, but Hokusai gives me the vibes of that kind of boyfriend who would fill your room with plushies!.. Like.. Each special events (your birthday, Christmas, Valentine's, etc..) would be a good excuse to give you a plush as a gift. It would probably be an animal-shaped plush, though.

⭐About his love language, it'd mostly be the physical one, in my opinion. Hokusai would sweetly hold your hand, hug you and even snuggle cozily on you especially during his or your "no"-days. Your warmth would make him relax and feel happier.

⭐"I.. I love you..", he'd whisper to your ear.

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[nian-7]

HI NIANNNNN I got your matchup and I am very excited to write it!!!!! I am here to submit mine as well <:3 no rush at all ok !!! Take your time or else (said lovingly)

Cancer sun / ISFP !!! Generally I'm an outgoing and talkative person and I've got lots of energy, I'm not shy at all and I enjoy talking to people !! I'm super emotional and sensitive and I either tear up or full on cry over something silly once a day SDFGSDFGFSD….. I have a really hard time opening up to people though </3 you will not perceive me

I'm a huge worrier T_T I try to make sure everyone around me has eaten and is taking care of themselves properly and I suppose I do have strong motherly instincts. I just like taking care of people!!! Especially buying gifts or getting them treats <:)

I have 2 college degrees and I work in the medical field so I like to think I am smart….. I'm kinda airheaded though I'll be real and things tend to fly over my head. I run into walls in my own house :( I'm like if a smart person was also very dumb. You see my vision…… I'm also easily embarrassed and own mom told me I'm easy to bully and pick on . Mean to me

In terms of hobbies ofc I enjoy writing but I like to cook and bake also. I've been really into nail art recently and buying candles because I'm 21 going on 60 I guess @#$#@%@$%@@$# ANYWAYS to be honest I mostly just work all day, go home, and do nothing productive the rest of the day DFGFDGFS I just chill……

If I could pick some traits in a partner….. someone who can handle my emotions LOL I like reassurance . . . I'm also very affectionate so it would be nice to receive some back !! I'm not super picky though like number one rule to dating me: please like me. This is all. Smiles

SORRY THIS WENT ON FOREVER I appreciate you so much!!!!!!!! Like I said take your time ok!!! Spins you around HAVE A GOOD WEEKEND NIAN

HI!! i literally had a list of options and then i said ykw no and then this is what happened. I HOPE YOU ENJOY!! i gave you the runners up as well under the matchup too!!

I match you with...

Hokusai Masaki!

-Hokusai just seems like he'd mesh really well with you. He's not the emotional or energetic type but! He likes those types of people seeing as how much he cares about Satsuki and Reo!

-The fact that he wouldn't judge you for being emotional over silly things is just something perfect honestly. He's always there for you to say the least! No matter what it is!

-He's a very patient person so if you don't open up to him right away in your relationship, he truly doesn't mind. He wants you to take your time and be comfortable with him rather than rushing you into telling him things.

-He cherishes any gifts or treats you may give him and feels very comforted by your motherly personality. Even though you may worry about him and his safety a lot, it makes him feel loved.

-Hokusai is a gentle giant of course. He doesn't blame you for your airheadedness or your clumsiness at all and just finds himself smiling whenever you are a bit airheaded...

-Being easy to pick on or bully is not a problem anymore when you're around him though! As someone who doesn't take lightly to bullying, I don't think you'll have to worry much about it.

-Ohh.. I can so see Hokusai letting you do his nails though. That'd be so cute honestly!!

-In terms of what you were looking for in a partner, Hokusai checks the boxes honestly. He can handle your emotions and reassure you without seeming annoyed because just the tone of his voice is so genuine...

-He doesn't mind physical affection either though! It might be very small little things like a hug or a kiss to your temple because he's not a physically affectionate person but he still tries to be to make you happy!

Runner Up No. 1...

Zen Gaho!

-So he's the first runner up cause I actually was going to match you with Zen and then I thought about it and went with Hokusai instead. He'd be a great partner for you too but!! I just felt like Hokusai and you would be a better match than you and Zen if you get me.

Runner Up No. 2...

Yuto Inukai!

-Main reason he didn't last till the 'finals' so to speak was cause of his age.. and Hancho. I didn't know if he was like too old BUT I KNOW YOU LIKE HIM SO I FEEL BAD...

-And then Hancho... it's Hancho I don't think I have to explain that as much because you probably see my vision here...

Runner Up No. 3...

Anne Faulkner!

-Okay so the main reason I decided to scrap Anne was because although I feel like you both would get along really well, I felt like it'd be more of a friend-like relationship rather than romantic if that makes sense???

-They were a good option and all but I just was like hmmm.. Hokusai fits better as a romantic match because Anne is more of a friend-like relationship.

a/n: don't rush my matchup, robyn!! take as long as you need i know i did yours really fast.. BUT TAKE YOUR TIME DW!!