#so shojo it hurts

[syncopatedid]

Since the anime's airing, I've also been catching up on the manga of The Apothecary Diaries and I am absolutely smitten with these two. Smitten, I tell you! A low-key simp + high-key romantically-blasé protagonist is the kind of dynamic that will mean we get the whole nine yards of slow-burn development from "antagonists" -> friends -> confidants -> something more? Maomao certainly isn't oblivious to Jinshi's beauty nor his attempts at cringe teasing/flirting with her, even though she has a natural immunity against his shenanigans and remains ever cautious about the whims of people within the palace.

Maomao is also an inspiration as a strong female character who manages to navigate a world that is not kind to people of her class and gender. While it does feel like the story skims through a lot of unspeakable things Maomao had witnessed growing up, to me, it does serve to perfectly emphasize Maomao's "detached" character and her perspective of the world. She is a reluctant protagonist in this story, just trying to survive the best she can given her circumstances. And while she's certainly more educated and street smart compared to other girls in her situation, she's also realistic about her place in the world and knows her own powerlessness, merely finding her own way to co-exist with it and minding her own business (the girl just wants to be left alone with her rare poisons man). Being thrust into palace politics and catching the whims of one Jinshi, however, means inevitably putting herself in dangerous situations. Yet she's also really lucky and very loved and protected by those around her, including those who are in power to effect change, and that is the ultimate power that our Best Girl Maomao wields like a Mary Sue, but a well-written one. Still, her barriers are way up high when it comes to her feelings, and it will take a lot for her walls to come down. It's been 65 chapters into the manga, but the relationship goal post between her and Jinshi feels as if it's moved one step forward and two steps back (*throttles Jinshi with a stale baugette*), but you genuinely do want to root for these two to be more than servant and lord, romantic or otherwise, because their circumstances are a lot more similiar than they are different, as are their complicated feelings about each other. There's also something to be said about this gremlin of a girl who is so desensitized to the world of lust and romance but you know she absolutely owns a PhD in kink studies thanks to her sisters' upbringing. If Jinshi ever learns the extent of her knowledge I think Jinshi.exe will shut down for good and I just want to follow this series and be there for that eventual punchline.

[arscorpii]

episode 11 / episode 29

[lovelyrotter]

can ppl in this fandom like... stop... implying that transmasculinity in hcs or (especially) canon is shallow or misogynistic or even transmisogynistic on princible, like literally just by being prescent in someones mind or in the text. like that doesnt fuckin feel good. thats kind of really nasty to imply. if its not okay to say about other trans experiences, maybe dont say it about this one either. why is there a weird little exception here. yall KNOW how much that sucks to hear all day every day. what the fuck

[devvinn1ie]

ok so Tumblr seems to really like it when I post Revstar content so here's sm ig. In January, I did the "evil art style challenge" just for fun and I just drew Hikari for that cuz ye. First we got Hikari in my normal style

Hikari is neat, one of my favorites among the main cast actually. Maybe one day I'll dedicate a whole blog post on why I like Revstar/the character I like

oh also, here's my "evil art style". just rounder shapes, either really bright colors or really muted colors, and a different nose!

ok bye guy

[engshoujosei]

So Cute It Hurts!!

15 volumes

Licensed by Viz Media.

The comedy starts when the cross-dressing begins! The Kobayashi twins, Mego and Mitsuru, were named after historical figures, but only Mego has grown up with a taste for history. So when Mitsuru is in danger of losing his weekends to extra history classes, he convinces his sister to swap clothes with him and ace his tests! After all, how hard can it be for them to play each other? But Mego can’t rely on just her book smarts in Mitsuru’s all-boys, delinquents’ paradise of a high school. And Mitsuru finds life as a high school girl to be much more complicated than he expected!

Anime Start/End Chapter 

Starts at Vol 2, Chap 9 (OVA 1)

Status in Country of Origin 

15 Volumes (Complete)

Tags:

Abandoned Child/ren

Adapted to OVA / OAV

All-Boys School

Blushing Male Lead

Bullying

Cross-dressing

Cute Female Lead

Deafness

Delinquent/s

Earthquake

Eyepatch

First Love

Gynophobia

Kendo

Love Triangle/s

Melodrama

Multiple Couples

Multiple Protagonists

Natural Disaster/s

Otaku

Playboy/s

Sign Language

Tragic Past

Twin/s

Unrequited Love Stays Unrequited

Unresolved Romance

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

sugar sugar rune x twst au word salad

“The heart is yours to take, but you must not allow yours to be taken.”

The concept of this AU borrows a lot of ideas from the animanga Sugar Sugar Rune! ^^ It’s an older shojo series that I always think of when Halloween season arrives. Sugar Sugar Rune is about two years witches who are best friends, Chocolat and Vanilla, who compete to capture the most hearts in the human world. Whoever is victorious will become queen of the Magical World—but with love comes danger. If their own hearts get stolen, then they can lose their lives.

I should add, I currently don’t intend to write a fic based on this, I just wanted to braindump my ideas out and speculate on how this AU would work.

And now, without further ado…!

I think a good place to start is to explain the key points about the world and other relevant lore! Then we will get into the characters. (No story spoilers though, this AU won’t follow the original plot of Sugar Sugar Rune to a T!)

So the Magical World of Sugar Sugar Rune is where all magical creatures, including witches and wizards, reside. In the Magical World, ecure (or hearts), crystallized emotions, serve as an energy source and currency. Mages must frequently venture into the Human World in order to "harvest "pick up"/harvest ecure since humans have the unique ability to regenerate their hearts even when already stolen. Contrasting humans, mages only have one heart. That means if a mage's heart is taken, they will surely die. When mages fall in love with one another, they exchange their hearts during their wedding vows. They have to be careful who they fall in love with, as they can literally "die of a broken heart" if their partner betrays them. It's ill-advised for a mage to fall in love with a human, as while humans lack the ability to "pick up" hearts, a mage has to voluntarily hand their heart over if they reach a certain point (the color red)

Speaking of red!! Ecure/hearts can come in various colors depending on the emotion associated with it. Each color (and thus emotion) is associated with a different value, which roughly aligns with the value of the Japanese yen. The values are, as follows:

Yellow or Jaune - surprise, fear (5 ecure)

Orange - love at first sight, crush, infatuation (300 ecure)

Green or Vert - friendship (350 ecure)

Rainbow - happiness, delight, amusement (500 ecure)

Pink or Rose - the beginning stages of love, sweet love (1000 ecure)

Purple or Violet - lust, forbidden love (2500 ecure)

Blue or Bleu - respect (3000 ecure)

Red or Rouge - passionate love (5000 ecure)

Black or Noir - hatred, jealousy (no known value, hurts mages) I think this works really well with the concept of Blot in Twst—

White or Blanc - innocence (no known value, purified black heart; has restorative or healing properties)

Besides serving as energy and currency, ecure are also a way of counting points for Queen Candidacy. In the Magical World, the ruler is determined not by birth by through a competition in which candidates compete to see who can collect the most ecure (I believe over the span of a year). In the original Sugar Sugar Rune, the two candidates are Vanilla and Chocolat. The former is shy, sweet, and sort of a crybaby, with her mother being the current queen. Chocolat is the daughter of the queen's former competitor and comes off as more of a brash tomboy.

So what I'm proposing for the Sugar Sugar Rune x Twst AU is :DD basically keep all the lore but replace the two protags with MALLEUS (as Vanilla) AND LEONA (as Chocolat). They won’t be besties like the original MCs were, but more like traditional rivals because it would be funny lmao

Malleus is the more regal and composed of the two (he is literally a crown prince), so he has that obvious parallel with Vanilla. Not only that, but he's more withdrawn and has deep insecurities about being alone (also similar to Vanilla). I think his reputation could play well into the AU as well; in the Magical World, everyone fears him so he’s used to being alone—but in the Human World, he’s beloved for being awkward and mysterious (reflecting the international Twst fandom’s adoration for the guy). Malleus would feel obligated to win to carry on his family’s legacy but also because he feels like if he doesn’t, he has nothing left. No friends, no people to keep at his side—but if he has the status of King, then he’ll have a whole nation looking to him. Since his mom is uh… “with the stars”, the current Magical World queen could be his grandmother, and Malleus may feel like he has that legacy to live up to.

Leona, like Chocolat, is the underdog. What he lacks in status (as crown prince) he makes up for in intelligence and charisma, which nets him many followers in the Magical World. He comes off as tough and hard to approach to humans who aren’t used to his demanding attitude though, so it puts him at a disadvantage in the competition. He’s very much the “bad boy” similar to how Chocolat wasn’t a traditionally girly girl, but it’s ultimately the heart of gold buried underneath his hard edges that will eventually put him toe-to-toe with Malleus. I think Leona’s reasoning for wanting to be King would be similar to what he expresses in his original source material—to prove himself worthy, regardless of the family or order he was born in. Maybe he was almost not considered to be a candidate at all and his brother Falena was supposed to compete? Or alternatively, Falena is Malleus’s real competitor but Leona snuck into the Human World as an upstart/self-imposed third entry 😂

Chocolat and Vanilla have a mentor mage in the Human World named Robin (who is a famous rock star fjsvwisnksks). He’s the one who explains things to them and serves as their guardian figure while they room together and study at a human school for the Queen Candidacy.

What I’m thinking is that Leona and Malleus will venture into the Human World under the guidance of… Crowley 🤡 LISTEN, IT WOULD BE FUNNY Crowley does a lot of the exposition in Twst, so he could reprise that role here. He is also vain and thinks highly of himself (but ultimately cherishes his students) like Robin. Picture Crowley having to mediate between Leona and Malleus fighting every second of the day while living together—

That’s honestly all we need to replace to get the AU rolling. If we want to, we could expand the Queen (King now I guess) Candidacy to have more candidates. Then maybe the other Twst characters could also participate but the story could still center on Malleus and Leona as the two to “keep an eye on”/audience favorites.

I don’t really know where I’m going with this 🤔 but I do think this could be a fun AU for like. Yume/self insert scenarios so you can angst about whether your feelings are real or fabricated so [insert mage of choice here] can harvest ya like a plant… Or angst about not being able to be with [insert mage of choice here] because they might literally perish… Many possibilities!

[thegirlwiththeninjaturtletattoos]

Random Turtle HCs

Based on the Bayverse turts, guys are 25+ SFW

-Donnie listens to 70s/80s funk jams in the lab. Anything with a groovy beat helps keep him focused on his tasks, but sometimes he subconsciously starts dancing when his favorite songs come on the speakers. Mikey caught him once, and he's never heard the end of it.

-When they were tweens Mikey got Raph into animes like Dragonball Z and Bleach. It was something they both really got excited about when the re-runs would come on tv. As they get older, both guys still watch it together for a lil brother bonding time. They're currently binging Jujustu Kaisen and One Punch Man. Donnie will sometimes watch an episode or two with them, but he never really got into it. Leo makes fun of Mikey and Raph for liking such bro-y shows, but secretly watches shojo/shonen animes like Fruits Basket or Oran Host Club. He's re-watching Inuyasha right now (for the third time). He would die of embarrassment if his brothers found out (Donnie knows).

-After seriously pulling a muscle a few years ago, Leo got really into massage therapy. He did a bunch of research on physical therapy and different massage techniques, and figured out how to marry the two ideas so he could help out when his brothers inevitably hurt themselves. Cough *Mikey* Cough.

-Speaking of which, Mikey is literally always hurting himself. He's not clumsy, he's just a wild dude who tends to overestimate the capabilities of his board. He's smacked into the side of a building more times than his brothers can count.

-Raph has a tendency to yap in the weight room. He's serious about working out, but if one of his brothers comes in to work in with him, he'll get reeeaal chatty. It's just the space he feels most comfortable and open, where his walls come down. Mikey doesn't mind, but it bugs the crap out of Leo.

-Donnie has to be dragged to the weight room to lift weights. Leo insists on it, and even gave him a perfectly tailored workout plan, but Donnie will make up every excuse to not go. He's never been able to build muscle like his brothers, and they know that, but Leo still wants him to continue strength training. Once as a teen, he was tossed over Raph's shoulder and brought in. Raph got away mostly unscathed.

-Leo writes Star trek and Battlestar Galactica fanfic. No, I will not elaborate.

-Mikey has been teaching Splinter new slang words, mostly to irritate Leo. The other night at dinner he used "no cap" in a sentence, and Leo got up and left the table. Mikey was cackling.

-Donnie swears. A lot. Raph and Mikey do too, but Don is real bad. Leo tries not to, out of respect and in the name of good manners, but if he gets heated in a videogame against Mikey, watch out.

-Mikey struggles with depression, but uses his sense of humor to cope. His jokes occasionally border on self-depreciating, which is a heads up to his brothers that he's not doing great. They take camping trips or plan fun days to help him out of the funk.

-Leo is the biggest flirt in the world. He doesn't realize he's doing it sometimes, until his victims are more blush than person and a puddle on the floor.

-Donnie is incredibly sassy. Like 1000%. He loved sitcom shows like The Golden Girls growing up, and learned how to deliver absolutely fatal comebacks with ease. He doesn't strike to kill unless he's annoyed, usually.

-Raph loves to sing. Like actually loves it. He won't sing for his brothers, but if you follow him on nights when he sneaks off, he goes to abandoned warehouses for the acoustics. Raph has a beautiful voice, with a little rasp to it, and he likes the way it echoes off the rafters. He usually sings along with 90s/2000s r&b, but sometimes will pull out some classic rock ballads. He's been singing Because of You by Ne-yo the past few nights.

-When Mikey discovers a new artist that he likes, the whole lair knows. He plays the music on full blast, going through the full discography. Donnie usually has to threaten to disconnect the wifi before he'll turn it down. His newest fixation was the Silk Sonic album.

-All the brothers' music tastes are influenced by each other. Raph listens to Rap, Leo likes R&B, Mikey's into Hip Hop, and Donnie's music is soup (there's a bit of literally everything). They all share music with each other, adding to the queue when they're in the garbage truck. The only consensus is that country sucks.

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[mbbmz]

Hiii!! I see you’re taking asks! Would you consider doing some Tokyorev boys with a gf who is cool and focused at school and with her hobbies but is kinda oblivious to things outside of that? Like with relationships and when navigating life outside of that. Maybe she doesn’t realize that they like her or something? Maybe it can lead to more? Up to you! I can’t decide who’d be cool for this one though.

Kazutora, Chifuyu, Baji x oblivious! Reader

Chose them because I thought they would be so funny trying to rizz an oblivious reader, anyways hope you enjoy

No warnings, fluff and crack (mostly crack), Kazutora struggling, Chifuyu is kinda cringe ngl, Baji is as oblivious as you are

Kazutora

- He hates you fr (he loves you sm)

- This guy already struggles with realizing his own feelings, he ain’t gonna help you with realizing his

- God help him, he can’t flirt for life and you don’t seem to realize his advances (which aren’t really advances)

- I mean come on he tries hard, really hard, giving you flowers he stole borrowed from an old lady’s garden (I swear he does that)

- I think he struggles with compliments

- put on makeup and poor guy will freeze

- "You… put on makeup…" (meant as a compliment)

Chifuyu

- Tries to pull up moves he saw in shojos but is too nervous to do them correctly

- Tries to to kabedon (the thing when someone pin you against the wall)

- failed miserably, pushed you instead and you almost fell

- he apologized by giving you chocolates (you just saw this as an apology and nothing else)

- i think he’s a bit shy while kindly letting you know he doesn’t see you as a friend

- At one point though he had enough

- "Im not being friendly!" (You thought he meant he didn’t want to be friends with you anymore, god give him patience)

Baji

- Tf you mean love? What’s that? (Baby don’t hurt me)

- Thinks he’s just friendly and protective (he has a crush on you)

- Chifuyu has to put some sense to him by saying scaring off other guys that talk to you isn’t friendly behavior

- Proceeds to take you on a date at the park (Chifuyu told him to do this)

- Stiff because he was bored (I mean, why a park out of all things? There’s nothing to do there)

- MUST have thought you were dating at the end of it

- "What do you mean we’re not dating?" He took you on a date and gave you flowers, how are you two not dating ? (Chifuyu pls help him)

[sea-lanterns]

Hear me out. Furina as a mean girl in college Au. Except she's bullying herself because she's horrible to you. Her anxiety of talking to you is so bad it's always make her lose her cool, sound agressive and make weird face.

"Why are you hair like that today ? 🤨"

-> OMG, you look really cute, I don't know what to say !

"Where did you find these thing you're are wearing ? 😒"

-> I don't know this brand but you look so good in it, I need to sponsor them.

"Hey ! Look before you when you walk 😠"

-> You will get hurt...

Girlfailure Furina is often seen hitting her head on a wall. She's sure you are hating her. Clearing this misunderstanding will take a whole shojo plot.

LFKAJFISD FURINA’S THOUGHTS AREN’T TRANSLATING WELL WITH HER WORDS 😭😭

Furina, mentally: Did she fell from heaven? Shes got the face of an angel…

What actually comes out of Furina’s mouth: Good heavens! Did you fall on your face?

And then afterwards Furina screams and runs off, hitting her head against the wall because she just can’t say anything right when it comes to you. You don’t even get upset or sad, you’re just confused because Furina blurts out a loud “FUCK.” After she says something, and then runs off before you could say anything more.

…I swear, mean girl Furina is capable. She really can be 😨

[matchadobo]

KIDD; misconfession

wc: 4269

summary: imagine confessing to the wrong dude.

warning/s: highschool au they're like 12th grade, very fluff no nsfw, afab reader, shojo coded 🎀

note: inspired by this post

you were smart. you have a reputation for being smart among your peers and teachers. so you had no idea why the hell you fumbled this bad. it was one of the biggest moments of your life, but you had the nerve to fuck it up.

you had a MASSIVE if not, phenomenally embarrassing, crush on this guy. he wasn't that popular; he was known to be part of a school band that competes with other years, the band he was in represented your year. he has blond, luscious hair, he was tall, kinda muscular, is really good at playing drums it's making him hot, and is damn good at cooking class. so boyfriend material, right?!

after weeks of overthinking in pure whipped behavior. you've finally decided to prepare him a bento. you woke up extra early so you could take your time pouring your heart out into it. and it was perfect, it looked adorable.

the entire time you were making it, you were happy on your feet. as you shaped the onigiri like a cat and placed a hat made of fishcake on it you were giggling imagining a scenario in your head. you're so silly really.

then you finally wrapped it up in a cute hanky you had, it had some chain designs and lightning bolts. you tied it in the end with a bow and left a note in the end.

hi! i admire you a lot ever since you transferred from scotland ₍^ >ヮ<^₎ .ᐟ.ᐟ you always looked so cool performing ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡ please enjoy this bento, i hope you like it! from, name ♡

you went to the grocery store after class yesterday, you woke up early, you cooked something up, and you spent hours fixing up his bento. it was all for him. so why the fuck did you give it to that red head next to him?!

"hey, uh, is that for me?" killer spared you a look, eyebrow raised at you. for the record, you stood in front of his table for a good thirty seconds without saying anything. you were too into staring at him you didn't notice that your mouth wasn't moving.

you were about to speak but one of his homies asked for his homework. and you somewhat got embarrassed about this whole thing you have planned out. but you had to say something! anything!

"a-actually it's for...him!" you moved over to the side and placed the bento on kidd's desk. kidd who had his face resting on his chin, elbow propping his arm up. his scowl deepened and he studied you up and down.

kidd looked at his bento and then back at your awfully red face. he didn't say anything which made you feel even more overwhelmed. he just pointed at the bento and questionably looked at you. like why the fuck did you give it to him?

you hadn't had the chance to look over at killer because he was so happy for his best friend. he placed a hand over his mouth discretely to contain his smile and chuckle.

but you were trembling. so you left the room even though the bell for break had already rung, signalling class will continue. you walked as far away as possible. the empty halls did not stop you even though it was a sign that it was indeed time for class.

later that day, you admitted yourself to the clinic. you were feeling nauseous and queasy and your head hurt from thinking about your fumble too much, the nurses gave you ibuprofen and let you rest for an hour.

once you had a good rest, you were reminded once again of the incident earlier. you pinched the bridge of your nose in disappointment. but you had to gather your things and make it back to your last class.

the walk back to your seat was shameful. you don't know who saw your stupid shit, whether they're gonna tease you or what. but you thankfully had no encounters. what you felt though, was kidd's steady gaze on you when he and his group was outside of his room because they seemingly had their last period as vacant. or was it a glare? he truly looks like he's gonna kill you.

you met his eyes and he just casually avoided you, like he wasn't boring holes through your skull. you ran your fingers through your hair and groaned silently. what a fucking waste!

but i mean, what else is there left to do? you just have to suck all the bullshit confusion you caused up. but it ate at you, the fact that you did everything right but confessing to the RIGHT person. it'd be a dick move if you didn't clear this up, giving kidd the wrong idea. you don't even know the guy! he was in the other class with killer, thank god for that. soyou have NO IDEA what he's like.

until valentines' day came up. some part of you thought that this was the perfect time to apologize. you just have a penchant for doing stupid shit. to be fair, when is the right timing to break it up to him? you couldn't catch him even if you tried. he was always cooped up somewhere and you don't want to approach him publicly.

so you bought a cheap box of chocolates and headed to the music room, where he and his mates usually hang during lunch. you were gonna give it to him as an apology for the mismatch your dumbass did. it seems god has given you a chance because you saw him alone, playing the electric guitar. more specifically tuning the chords.

"oh kil, were there cabba-" once he snapped his head up and saw that it was you, his face was unreadably offended. "oh, it's you." he said monotonously.

"yeah, um- there's been something i've been meaning to tell you and..." his eyes shot down to your box of chocolates, clutching close to your stomach.

"no, no, no. don't even think about it." he raised his hand, palm facing you as he winced and turned his head away. "you, stay where you are, okay? i'll let you in on something shortcake. i, unfortunately, don't date. i don't ask anyone out nor do i get asked. now this, whatever freak show this is, i don't plan on moving forward with this shit, okay? so, uh, you got those chocolates all to yourself, aye?"

you furrowed your brows, looking at him with a sour expression. you just got fucking rejected. and it made your eye twitch and your anger issues rise. how dare this motherfucker cut you off?!

"hey kidd, there's some cabbage rolls by the cafeteria do you- want... some..." his friends entered the music room and got stopped with what they walked in on. "we're just gonna be...outside." heat said, gathering wire and killer out the room.

"you're so..." you let out, trying to find the right words for this lump of shit. "just get your damn chocolates!" you walked away, groaning in frustration.

you walked out frustrated whether by yourself for fucking up again or by him who wouldn't even let you speak and rejected you right off the bat. but really it was all your fault, you had the free will to choose who you're gonna confess to yet you picked the asshat.

"damn, what did you do?" wire asked kidd, who got out with an unusually sour scowl on his face, while watching you angrily walk away.

"fucking none of your business."

"not the first time you broke someone's heart." killer mumbled. "wasn't she the one who gave you the bento? it had your favorites in it, didn't it?"

"can we please leave it the fuck alone? the girl's already gone, spare her the fucking dumb shit." he rolled his eyes, walking past them.

"you know that shit made his heart flutter, look at how red his ears are." heat snickered as kidd got farther away.

but boy it did something to his heart. he received bentos before as a romantic gesture of some sort but never has anyone gave him cabbage rolls. it was always the generic shit he soon got sick of. how did you know it was his favorite? he never really says shit about himself.

and those skull-shaped chocolates you gave him, that was his favorite brand of chocolates. it's so cute and it melts in your mouth. how did you find that out? were you stalking him? snooping at him every time he picks it out in the nearest konbini? he somewhat finds you creepy yet mildly cute. mildly, okay?

on your end, you lost the will to even care and give a shit about him. whether you might've hurt his feelings or you gave him the wrong idea. hell he doesn't even care for what you're about to say, so why should you care about what he feels?! forget about your crush with killer, it all evaporated when all you could see now was this stupid fuck.

he was so irritating. him and his annoyingly gaudy red hair that hurts your eyes. how he thinks opening some buttons of his polo with his tacky inner shirts showing looks cool. or that he wears so many shit around his wrists and neck despite the school protocol to not do so. and that rebellious black on his nails that always had his handbook full of warnings. oh, it pissed you off. he had the nerve when he looks like that?!

then come the annual sports' festival where you got assigned as a reserve member for tennis. you were soaking in your own sweat from playing as a substitute for the main player for a good 30 minutes. you sat down on one of the long metal benches to catch up with where your friends are.

you sat down with your arms propped up behind you as you leaned your weight on them, trying to regulate your heartbeat and stop your sweating. you honestly felt starving and thirsty. you were thinking of something to eat, have lunch with your friends maybe.

then your vision went black and you felt a painful thunk on the side of your head, spanning down to your cheek. it took a while for the pain to settle in. but you lost control of your body. the last thing you heard was your friends shouting.

as you try and gain a hold of your fading consciousness, you felt limp yet you also felt supported from behind. almost as if you're being lifted up the metal bench.

you were seeing the blue sky and a patch of red on the side. it was all blurry really. you were very thirsty and you wanted water immediately. you tried moving a lot to try and stimulate feeling in your body, but you felt paralyzed. and now you completely lost consciousness.

causing kidd to panic because he might've killed you. he had you in his arms, as he hurriedly made his way to the clinic.

unbeknowst to you, kidd played in the rugby team. as someone so brash like him who was always on his feet, very athletic and has engaged in physically brutal activities, he fit right into the team. he was loud, lacked hesitation, greedy, and violently aggressive.

so when he was having way too much fun and lost sight of his surroundings, he threw the ball to the other side where his teammate was a little too vigorously. the ball slipped right onto his teammate's hands because it trajected way too fast and he lowkey missed and hit you right on the head.

boy did he ran so fast towards your direction when he fucked up, he ran so fast because he wanted to catch you before you fall completely on the floor because the bench didn't had any backrest. and he successfully caught you, his shin grazing down the sandy ground as he slid down to cushion your fall.

"fuck!" kidd cursed out loud, seeing a red patch on the side of your face foreseeably turning purple.

kidd had to take responsibility. he was an asshat but he was not that evil to leave you like that. so he swept you off your feet and rushed to the clinic.

"don't you dare die, after those damn signals. don't think for a second i'll let you get off easy, shortcake." he mumbled while running, out of breath but all he was thinking about was getting you to safety. or did he just do it so he can get out of trouble?

maybe it's the former, because he couldn't sit still by the waiting chairs outside the clinic. he squatted down the floor, pinching his temples and battling with his own thoughts. was he out of breath from all that adrenaline and running or did he actually felt scared?

"did she get to you?" one of your friends spoke. "you worried about her?" mischief coating her tone.

kidd looked up to spare them a glare, they were seated on the waiting chairs. he was squatting on the opposite side near the door.

"if i fuckin' killed her, yes!" he answered bitterly.

the tension was broken when the doors opened and kidd shot up from his position. thanks to his height, he was able to see over the doctor and see you sitting down and moving. a breath of relief escaped his chest.

"she's okay, she just has a pretty bad bruise. but no signs of alarming trauma. i gave her an ice pack and prescribed her with some painki-"

kidd walked past the doctor, blurring his hearing when he heard the first two words. he came to see you.

"w-why are you...?" you looked at him, cheeks pretty swollen as you held an ice pack on the bruise. genuinely wondering why this asshole is here.

"it's my fault." he sat by the chair beside your bed so he can get closer. "i threw the ball out of bounds and hit you pretty damn hard. so... sorry 'bout that. 's pretty stupid of me." he rubbed the back of his neck in embarrassment.

"huh. jerk." you rolled your eyes, not even wanting to listen to him anymore. but you were too weak to banter and throw him out.

kidd chuckled. "yeah. let me uh- let me make it up to you. 's a bad ass bruise, though." he pointed at you meekly, grinning a bit.

somewhat, your heart was beating a little too fast. the heart rate monitor that was connected from your forefinger exposed you for it. he was being so cheeky and annoying, and the constant beeping of your heart rate pissed you off even more. your friends snickered at you from outside.

"make it up to me? what's your plan, asshat?"

"you name it. i'm down for anything, honestly. just don't wanna be an asshat in your eyes again." he raised his hands in surrender, saying the mocking tone to rile you up.

you were about to speak when your stomach beat you to it. kidd laughed to himself, knowing exactly what to do for you. you just sat there hiding your blushing face.

kidd took you to a hole in the wall type of izakaya, it had dim lights but not so much that the place becomes poorly lit. it wasn't spacious, but kidd got you two a table that was secluded. seems like he visits this place a lot.

he covered the bill, was actually a decent person to talk to; just a bit of an asshole sometimes but it was his humor, and was waaaay different than who you thought he was.

it's when you noticed that his eyes actually had a bright hue of orange evident when he wasn't frowning. or that he smelled really nice up close, he kinda had that metallic fragrance that hangs out by your nostrils for a while. he looked handsome when he takes off his bandana for a bit to fix his hair. or that his laugh isn't that scary, it was actually pretty contagious.

he also walked you home, insisting to do so even though he lives on the other end of the street.

"look, it's fine. it's not even that dark out yet. my house is pretty close by from here."

"aaaah shut it, all the more reason why you shouldn't bother throwing me away."

"are you doing this because i confessed?" you gave up and kept walking, narrowing your eyes at him.

"no." he looked away because his ears were red, his fist tight inside the pockets of his pants.

"hmm, really?" the smile was evident in your voice as you tried catching a look on his face.

"brat."

days went by and passed with lingering touches and stolen glances across campus. there would be times that kidd and his group would pass by your classroom while you were in the middle of a conversation during breaks or vacants, and it'd be almost as if the world will completely stop when your and his eyes met. even during lectures when you go to the bathroom and have to pass by his room, you two would always somehow find each other's gazes.

but neither of you approached nor talked to each other. you just walk past each other. it's like no confession had been made. or he didn't just take you out for a not-dinner-date dinner. and weirdly enough, he was always the first one to look away. does he hate you? thinks you're ugly or what?

it all changed when you almost broke your arms trying to lift a box of broken classroom equipment as it is a general cleaning time of the month. he then took the box effortlessly.

"you can't obviously lift this shit and you still did." he coldly started, snatching the box off of you.

"someone asked me to do it and i tried."

"this box is overflowing with metal and wood scraps, even adults struggle with this."

"and you don't? you're so strong, aren't you?" you caught up with him as he started walking.

"tch." he looked away. he really does avoid your eyes all the time. "where do you even plan to put these?"

"the janitor told me to place it outside by the dumps, said someone will collect the scraps." you shrugged, opening the door for him that leads to the dumps.

kidd groaned in relief as he placed it down near the other boxes of heavy scraps.

"thanks, why don't you carry the other scrap boxes back there too?" you smiled up at him, hoping he'll say yes because you're already tired from previous cleaning works.

"i think the fuck not, i want to go home early."

your weak giggle was immediately halted when you couldn't turn the doorknob open.

"what the hell are you- did you lock us out?!" kidd got in front of you and tried turning (shaking) the knob while kicking the door with fervor.

"i didn't i swear! the door out the dumps fucks up sometimes! why would i want to voluntarily lock myself out?! with you even?!"

"the hell is that supposed to mean?!"

but the thing is, the door didn't fuck up on its own. kidd's group and your group did this on purpose. you two had to talk eventually, it's insufferable seeing you two tiptoe and potentially waste what you two had going on. besides, they unanimously think you two look really good together.

and it couldn't get even better, it fucking poured. the rain was so heavy, there were thunders and lightnings scattered across the dark sky too. and the only shelter you could two be in is the skimpy little roof that covered the doorway. yeah, you two had to fit yourselves under it.

"ever bathe in rain?" you broke out. your shoulders were slowly getting damp with the dripping of the rain at the edge of the roof. you were sitting on your haunches, arms crossed over your knees, and your face resting over your arms. trying to keep your warmth.

"plenty of times. don't tell me you will right now." kidd snickered, his frame leaning by the door.

"on my own, i won't." you looked up at him and he finally met your eyes. ah, it really looks great up close.

"count me out, brat." he shook his head, breaking eye contact as he took his hands out his pockets to cross his arms.

"have you been avoiding me?" you asked earnestly, staring at the puddle of water and leaves before you.

"could say the same to you." he shifted his weight on his other feet.

you hid your smile on your arm, growing shy at his statement.

"i- uh- did a mistake- which i don't normally do in situations like that- but i don't think it's a mistake anymore because-"

"spit it out."

you stood up to face him, fingers fumbling with the hem of your shirt. "i was not supposed to give the bento to you, i wasn't supposed to have a crush on you nor do i plan on pursuing you back then. because... because i originally had a crush on killer and then i fucked up and i gave the bento to you because i freaked out and-"

"woah, calm down." he placed his hands on your shoulders. seeing you become frantic and moving your hands around as you explained. "you had a crush on killer?"

"yes! okay? but that was before, way way before. not anymore."

"why? you like someone else now?" he said in a teasing tone, a grin stretched on his lips.

"yeah." you looked away, trying to hide your red face because one person came to mind.

"might as well tell me now that i'm here, brat." he nudged you a little, implying something.

"what? you think it's you or something?" you answered spitefully, facing him with evident irritation.

"isn't it me?" he matched your height as he leaned down to face closer to you. "come on, it's written all over your face." his smirk wasn't helping, it made you feel more fire in you. whether from anger or from being flustered or from him being so close.

"f-fuck off." you squatted back down to avoid him. but the motherfucker sat by the extra space on the floor on the doorway. he wanted to squeeze it out of you.

"well, i can't blame you. i'm pretty charming, aye?"

you hate that he's right. he's an asshole with a charming personality. and you hated that you liked him. it was more embarrassing than liking killer. because atleast killer was kind. kidd's just an asshole.

"i never said it was you." you scowled at him.

"mhm, no need to, buttercup." he ruffled your hair a little too comfortably. but you liked it, of course. it deepened the red on your cheeks.

and things got much worse, the rain got even stronger and it had furious winds. which means you two got wet in just a second. kidd had the nerve to laugh because you looked drenched. that crush on him will soon evaporate if this keeps up.

"okay, okay. i'll find a way for us to get inside as soon as possible so stop glaring at me." he chuckled, looking around.

luckily, one of the school guards saw kidd banging on the door from the little window and he opened the door for both of you. you were shivering as you got inside.

you two quietly went to your classrooms to get your bags. but as you got out, kidd tossed you his jacket. it draped over your head, obstructing your vision.

"put that on as you walk home, yeah? don't want you getting sick on white day, it's a day away." his back was already turned at you because he had walked far away and he still waved good bye.

and you were reminded all over again. that under that jerk fucking asshat exterior, he had other intentions than to fuck with you. and you yearn to experience more of those with him. and it irritated you. how you view his once gaudy vermillion hair as overbearing to now an endearing sight as you see him run off campus using his school bag as an umbrella.

you pulled his jacket over your frame and nestled in the warmth it brought. his cologne still stayed in it.

"so are you two together now?" one of your friends asked, her voice a little too loud. which caused you to smack her on the head.

"volume...! and no, he's probably fucking with me. i don't buy it."

yes you do. you were totally expecting something today ever since you woke up. today was white day. you checked your phone notifications, nothing. you walked to school, nothing. you passed by him during lunch, nothing he wasn't in his room nor the music room. and now it's finally last period. so maybe he really was just fucking with you.

except that once the bell rung, loud drums and an electric guitar riff could be heard far on the campus courtyard. your friends realized it first before you did and you got dragged out the overlooking balcony of the courtyard.

it didn't take long for kidd to spot you. right, he was the frontman of the band. it really was only killer which you saw at first but now, it's like kidd has his own fucking spotlight.

the entire campus saw their performance. they soon traced kidd's gaze which was glued to you who was covering your tomato face with the lunch bag you were carrying. their band was already acknowledged by the entire school so their performance had a lively crowd.

the song was a love song but they turned it metal. everyone loved it, even the faculty let it slide because it was white day. you could also see some people taking this chance to give their white day gifts to other people.

"oi, name!" kidd called out to you as soon as they finished and the applause concluded. you wanted to strangle him for bringing so much attention to you, you were already shy enough that he's doing all this for you. "catch this!"

homie threw a medium-shaped box at you. a fucking box. you were on the second floor. you almost fell trying to catch it. but you didn't open it yet, you wanted to open it next to him.

so you waited once the crowd died down and the other students finished asking to have a picture with them, you waited by the bench that's not too far away from them. it'll be almost as if his friends kicked him out of cleaning up because you were already waiting there.

"that was flashy, didn't know you had it in you."

"you expect something so simple from me? i have a damn band to serenade you for."

"aren't you offended or something? like about the whole misconfession thing." you shrugged, tracing the edges of the bright red box with a black ribbon.

"if anything, i find it funny. and stupid." he chuckled.

"then why'd you act like an ass when i tried clearing it all up during valentines'?" you crossed your arms at him.

"first of all, do i look like a relationship kinda guy? i just predicted as much that you'd ask if we can go out. why the hell did you even bring chocolates if you're just gonna clear it up? much less give it to me?" he sounded angry but all he really was just flustered, he hated how fast his heart ran and how dumbfounded he feels back then.

"i-i was flustered, okay? it's kinda like a peace offering because i was acting stupid and i atleast didn't wanna make you feel bad."

"yet you got me my favorite shit. how'd you even know i love cabbage rolls? and those cheap ass skull-shaped chocolates? you did some stalking?" he narrowed his eyes at you, face moving closer to pressure you.

"no! it was all just a coincidence!" you waved both of your hands in front of you while shaking your head. "why would i stalk you? god no."

"whatever, just open the damn thing."

the entire time, kidd had his arm on top of the backrest of your seat as you examined the contents of his box. he was leaning in closer from time to time when you say something about the stuff that was in there.

it had some cds of his favorite bands, some kisses chocolates, and a couple pairs of studded and dangling earrings.

"these are a bit much, kidd." you chuckled shyly, running your fingers across the surface of the gifts.

"hm? you don't want it? i can return those."

"no! i do, okay? i just didn't expect these grand things. you already performed in front of everyone and... you even got me these stuff."

"we already performed that set so we didn't even need to practice. i can't just not give you anything, it's fucking white day." he shrugged.

except that his group practiced till midnight last night because they never did a metal cover on fucking love songs and kidd just thought of it on a whim. and those cds? he had to run to the music store because it closes by 6 and your classes ends by 5. he got lucky with the jewelries because they were on sale. he did those last two things the day you two got locked out.

"so we're a thing now?"

"depends on what you consider a 'thing'." he leaned back.

you got a hold of his hand and intertwined your fingers with his. his palms were a bit sweaty and he hesitated a bit. his grip was stiff. "is this a 'thing'?"

he sucked in a deep breath to try and calm his heart down. he was squeezing your hands; but not so much as to hurt you. "fucking brat."

this just me tryna project my highschool shojo fantasy (w/ kidd) i'm going to college tmr pls help

i may be inactive again bc school starts tomorrow TT

[jymwahuwu]

♡. You can ignore this if it makes you uncomfortable! (Fem! Reader)

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I'm thinking about Yan! JingYuan x Magical girl! Reader lately...

You and JingYuan are friends, And he's the only person who knows your true identity as a magical girl! You often come to him because JingYuan often gives you your favorite food as a token of his gratitude for helping maintain the security of Xianzhou.

But all that changed when he confessed his love to you :( A magical girl cannot date

Even though he was really hurt, he still loves you and still showering you gifts :(

One day, he gave you a glass of hot tea, After you drink it, your eyes become heavy and... You passed out. That night, you wake up and find yourself tied up shibari style, And in front of you is JingYuan...

"Are you awake? You're in...ah I'd better not tell ^^, Anyway, I plan to keep you here"

So yeah then he fucked you ^_^ You couldn't do anything because your magic wand was in his hand, and...he was bigger and stronger than you

"ah, even without magic wand you're just an ordinary girl, but that's okay...you're still adorable ૮ ˶´ ᵕˋ ˶ა"

Then...You know the magical girl's magic wand, right? Yes...he also...put that into you for anal stimulation ^^

IM SORRY IF ITS WEIRDDDDDD

love your writings btw, mwwwah♡♡

thank you so much! mwah ( ˶˘ ³˘(⋆❛ ہ ❛⋆)!♡

CW: yandere, non-con, sleeping pills, kidnapping, magical girl! reader, anal stimulation

Magical girls…and anal stimulation…I laughed. This is interesting😹okay, this may happen in a modern AU, or who knows, there are so many civilizations in the universe, and there are magical girls on your planet🤷‍♀️This is normal.

It's really sweet to be friends with Jing Yuan. Maybe when you were discovered by Jing Yuan, you asked him to keep this secret, and then you started a friendship. He treats you like one of those standard male protagonists of shojo manga - romantic, considerate, and sweet. You don’t need to wear a mask in front of him because Jing Yuan already knows your secret!! Your second identity!!

But the confession stopped that. You found candles arranged in the shape of hearts and a cake, and your heart sank. Jing Yuan confessed to you, but magical girls cannot fall in love! Jing Yuan obviously did not expect to be rejected. He looked at you like a big cat soaked in rain, and after a few minutes he forced a smile. It's okay. At least share this cake together? He still gives you gifts like a considerate friend >_<

Jing Yuan has already started planning. He put the medicine in your tea, knowing you would drink it. At the last second before falling asleep, you caught a glimpse of the general's smile. And shibari style😹😼He won’t necessarily tie you up. Maybe Jing Yuan can add an electronic collar to you with a tracking function. But if you are tied up, the general will slowly do it himself. Put the rope around your chest and private parts, protrude your body part, and rub his cock between your legs. No penetration, just friction. Still need to wait for you to get up and have sex and make out for the first time because the general is really romantic at heart u_u (💀✋💔)

It's shocking to wake up and find yourself tied up, right? And Jing Yuan told you to stay with him!? Jing Yuan really likes you wearing the soft fluffy uniform skirt and high stockings, and your hairstyle, but it doesn't matter if you don't have it, you are still cute. He gave you a long kiss, stirring your wetness with his tongue, and lifted up your skirt and panties. You acted like you were inexperienced - not used to being kissed, you were sobbing in panic, and he noticed it all. His cock twitched in his crotch. Pull one of your legs up to expose your folds and clitoris. The round and thick tip was soaked with some of your transparent liquid before it was thrust into the tight and unskilled inner wall. Your moans are cute, like kitten meows.

Jing Yuan thought of those magical girl animations and wanted to know if you had a way to repel him now - did you use friendship, love and memories to repel the enemy before? He was teasing this in his heart, but did not say it out loud.

And before you wake up, Jing Yuan searches your clothes for any magical girl objects. If there were those shiny and gorgeous music boxes or mirrors, and ordered the assistant to lock them in the deepest part of the interstellar bank's vault. The security system and escorts there are the best. And your magic wand, Jing Yuan once considered breaking this, but thought of a better use ^_^

After filling you up, Jing Yuan took out your magic wand, and your tired eyes suddenly lit up - as long as you retrieve the magic wand, you have the ability to escape from here! However, his thumb on your butt circle, caress, massage, apply lubricant, and insert some with his fingertips. With tears in your eyes, you didn't dare think about that possibility, you could only ask. "Jing Yuan…what are you going to do…" The magic wand has gradually penetrated and stretched your ass, inserting into it. The magic even trembles unconsciously, stimulating your senses. He muttered in your ear to stop thinking about being a dumb magical girl.

Just like this, lose all your purity and ability to resist him <3

[firstdivisiongirl]

Hi can request a scenario where for Chifuyu with a S/O who wants to break up with him because her parents wouldn't accept him being a gang member of toman having heard bad rumors about them

thank you so much have a wonderful day drinks lots of water during the summer

Hi! I will make sure to drink a lot of water. So, I had to do hurt to comfort. Chifuyu is my favorite character of all time!!! He was the reason I started watching Tokyo Revengers. Here you go!

WARNING: Hurt to Comfort, Angst

Chifuyu x Fem Reader: The Only Thing That Mattered

If there was one thing you knew it was that you were a people pleaser.  You hated people being mad at you, especially your parents.  You wanted their approval more than anything.  That’s what brought you to this moment in time.  Thinking about breaking up with your boyfriend, Chifuyu Matsuno.  Your parents heard he was in a gang and wanted you to have nothing to do with gangs.  You were so conflicted.  He was nothing like the rumors said.  He was kind, caring, and totally romantic.  But your parents would never accept him.

You met Chifuyu outside of school.  It was a beautiful spring day.  The cherry blossom trees covered the scenery with beautiful dusting of light pink petals.  This was Chifuyu’s favorite time of year because of how romantic it looked.  He came out of the school building.  When his eyes met yours, you saw them light up at just the sight of you.  “Hey,” he yelled, running over to where you were, “how was your day?”

You looked down at your shoes.  It was too hard to look him in the eyes, “okay, I guess.”

“Hey what’s the matter?” He removed some of the cherry blossom petals that fell in your hair.  He was making this so much harder for you.

“I wanna break up,” you said, tears rolling down your cheeks, “it’s just that you’re in a gang and my parents…”

“I understand,” Chifuyu interrupted you, fighting back tears of his own, “I’ll see you around I guess.”

He walked away from you.  You could hear his quiet sobs and it broke your heart even more.  This isn’t what YOU wanted.  Not one bit.  And didn’t your opinion matter most and not what others thought?  That’s what Chifuyu always told you when you got upset about your parents’ harsh words.  “Wait up,” you yelled.  When he turned around to look at you, you hugged him tightly, “I’m sorry.  I don’t want to break up.  I love you too much.  I don’t care if my parents ever approve of us.  I want to be with you.  I want us to have that Shojo love story together.”

He kissed the top of your head.  This felt right.  This was how it was supposed to be.  You and Chifuyu.  You didn’t need someone to approve of you and Chifuyu.  You loved him no matter what he did or who he was.  That was the only thing that mattered.

Please do not copy, modify, translate or repost my writing on other platforms. Comments, reblogs and likes are highly appreciated!

[mononijikayu]

let's fall in love for the night ━ nanami kento.

It killed him that there was a small hint of silence between them soon after. He awkwardly shifted his body, licking his lips as he slowly drank the beer once again. In a way, Nanami felt a little bit embarrassed by how quickly he had said that to her. Oh now that time passed by, Nanami realizes that it was even somewhat of a love confession. He drank the beer again.

GENRE: Alternate Universe - Canon Convergence;

WARNING/s: Gen, Romance, Friends to Lovers, Husband and Wife, Friendship, Husband! Nanami, Reader! Wife, Fluff, Drama, Comfort, Falling In Love, Flirting, Fix-It, Humor, Domesticity, Family Life, Hurt/Comfort, Angst, Idiots In Love, Light-Hearted, Slice of Life, Pining, Nanami Being A Great Husband;

WORDS: 3.6k words.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: i think when i wrote, i was obsessed with this song and just got to to the point where i thought that this suited nanami so well. i still think it suits him.

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NANAMI KENTO HAD NEVER TRULY FOUND HIMSELF FALL IN LOVE WITH ANYONE BEFORE. Especially falling in love with someone he cannot have, he was stuck in being a one-sided affair that only he truly knows. But he has never minded that. Not one bit.

After all, he was in love with her.

He heard her laugh out loud, the sound of her body shifting all around his couch at the joke that he could not fully understand. Grabbing the two cans of beer out of his refrigerator, he closed it firmly and moved to his pantry cabinet where the chocolate pretzels she liked sat in a round glass container.

Carefully, he gently showered them generously onto a small bowl. He admired the sight of her from a far, gazing at the wonder that exploded with joy from her body. Tonight, they were watching a new shojo anime that she had recently found herself interested in. 

Kento himself could not say that he was a fan of the things she liked to watch but he found himself finding happiness when he comes across it all, he would watch it being reminded of her liking for the way it managed to stir her feelings and bring her joy.

She talks about it in the most adorable way, with the light in her eyes filled with bursts of excitement — almost wishing to paint the world she sees for him specifically. In a way, Kento had thought to himself that anything that she found joy in suddenly became his own as well. That's why he found himself awaiting when the show came out every week, finding it as a means to feel close to her when they are apart, which had been lately quite often.

“I hope you didn't hurt yourself laughing." Nanami exclaims as he walked from the kitchen and towards the living room. She looked to him, grinning as she stood up from the floor, having fallen off after leaning forward too much in her excitement. He let his brow rise. “What are you grinning for?”

“I thought you said this genre wasn't your type to watch, Min–min~” She teases. 

“I don’t know what you are talking about.” Nanami placed the beers beside one another on the coffee table and handed her the bowl of pretzels. She mouths a thank you as she ate heartily.

Pretzel in her mouth, moments later swallowing. “You don’t watch this show! You told me when it came out that it wasn't your liking!"

“I do, I watch it casually on the weekends.” He defends himself, as she looks at him suspiciously with an eyebrow out. “What? I can't change my mind about it?"

“You seem suspicious.”

Nanami sighs. “I knew I was gonna not gonna be able to watch it as soon as it aired so I recorded it before going to work.”

She let out a small smile, looking away from him now. “What ever you say, Min–min~.”

Nanami sighed, trying to oblivate the dizzy feeling of her calling him like that. “I thought I told you not to call me that.”

“But I thought you liked Min–min?” She pouts at him, freezing him into place. She giggled. “See? I can see it in your face!”

He looked away. “….shut up."

He looked at her for a moment, her attention grasped by the wonder of the animation on the television. She giggled again, her most favorite character going about their usual antics. His gaze softened at the sight of her, so comfortable beside him. It had been a pleasant surprise to see her today, after her schedule had been so packed with the repetitive editing that had come with her newly finished novel.

But seeing her at such a late hour, sitting patiently with weary eyes at the office lobby - looking at the office elevators to see if he would come soon. He felt his heart skip a beat at the sight of her, his breath disappearing without any warning. She had dressed to her comfort — a baggy shirt covered by a black hoodie and sweat pants. Nanami felt himself gulped, her smile astonished his being with the wonder of seeing the beauty in living. Greeting him, she scanned him from left to right and realized quite quickly that he had slept in the office again. 

On the way to the convenient store to get some things for their sleep over, she had scolded him about not going home again – prioritizing his work and not his health. He kept silent the entire time, in a way missing the worry that came with her voice. 

Around that time she worked, she would only send good morning and good evening through texts and remind him to eat well and do drink more water today than he did with beer – a vice he had not managed to better in these stressful days. That was something she had warned him about, knowing that he had more beer at home, at least two. She had been right of course, though Kento will not tell her she is. She was after all one to gloat a little bit about her  wins against him.

Exhaling a warmer breath, Kento knew that this was all he needed to rejuvenate his soul. Nanami Kento had never been one to admit the genuinity of how he felt for those around him. He was more in his own way a man who acts to prove what he feels. But he had to admit it even in his own head, even if just by looking at her like this for a moment in the silence, Nanami Kento admits that he missed her spectacularly. Even the little things, even the things that genuinely annoyed him.

How she often takes hours to get ready for small outings with him, wearing her matching blouses and pencil skirt and her beautiful hair neatly done in the most outlandish styles. He recalls the time they went out to dinner to celebrate the release of her best seller a few years ago and could not find the brooch to her newly purchase suit skirt ensemble.

They had nearly missed their reservation then, one that he had gotten in advanced. He disliked how quickly he had crumbled all about her apologetic smile then, how he had quickly found himself having so much fun with her, pulling him to a jazz bar soon after finishing their dinner and how drunk she had gotten to come up and challenge the pianist to a duel.

He disliked that she was someone who would always go missing in a crowd with whenever she was with him, often finding something that interested her. Anywhere and everywhere, she would be a ghost that he wished was haunting him. However, it would take him minutes and even hours to find her.

Going to the same jazz festival they met at when they were younger every year, Kento would always find that she would come and disappear and cause him to go in a panic as the crowds gather around dancing and clapping with the music. Last year, they had come to see a performance of Japanese jazz pianists and soon enough vanished into thin air. Kento had found her later on, dancing with random strangers laughing so hard happily in the crowd cheering them on.

Kento despised the fact that she often would skip out of her deadlines, going on small adventures in areas near Tokyo and documenting it to him. It was headache for him to try and find her, with his office phone ringing in those days, answering it and feeling pity for her editor who was crying over the other line because she had gone and played around.

He hated having to come and take her away from her play, seeing her mope and cry out about how she doesn't want to work anymore. He hated the sad pout on her face on the trip back home, he hated how he easily gave in and comforts her with the coffee she always liked to get near their train stop. How she would smile and thank him and ask him to stay the night so she could cook his favorite stew for him.

He hated how his life had become so full of her at times.

He hated how he drowned in her, how he breathed life from her existence.

And yet, he admittedly - all those had become things to love about her too.

Nanami Kento admits it to himself. 

He would hate it more if he did not have her to make his life full everyday.

The way she leaned back,stretching her arms out while wearing one of his newly laundried clothes — it caused all the butterflies in his stomach to react with vigor. The way you leaned your head onto a pillow, with her hair swirling so beautifully like Van Gogh’s Starry Night.

Nanami felt his heart pound as she sniffed it, almost craving the comfort of him remembering that you liked that pillow the most because it smelt like him. It was almost always the little things that intrigue him about her. The little things that become the gold that outweighs the things that were cons. 

Her hands diving through the small bits of pretzels, the ones that he always kept stock off because of it reminds her of home. The way her smile reaches her eyes as she munches away, the dimples that were kisses of angels enchant him in every way.

The way she wrapped herself the thick yellow blanket, one that she had come to attach to her skin whenever she came by saying that every bit of it reminded her of how warm Nanami was to her. The way she would ask to cuddle about him because at times, the blanket did not warm her enough. The way that she would act cute with him, asking for her most favorite hot chocolate drink that he only can make.

At times, she would feel weary of being in front of the television and come to his wide collection of books and close her eyes shut. How she would laugh, hitting her head at times in the shelves and books but continues on despite his worried calls to her.

How she would come and randomly pick any book — even if it was about anatomy or politics, she would give it to him and with her genuinely pure smile, ask him to read aloud to her. How she would be so excited when he agrees, sitting beside him more and leaned against the very etch of his skin with the eagerness to want to hear his voice be the lullaby that brings her to dream land.

How at times she would fall asleep with her body pressed to his and he would stay there too, letting her take all the rest she wants. How adorably she would mumble his name in her dreams too, calling onto him and making his stomach churn with all the uncontrollable confusions that came with loving someone?

Nanami sighed, reaching out for one of the beers and opening it. Drinking some, he looked up the ceiling. How could he not fall for her? How could he not find himself enamored with the wonders that she brings into his life?

How could he not feel his chest beating so hard right now when she was beside him like this, being everything that made him feel like home when she was not his to cherish in that way? The way she had filled the unexpected - the unexpected he would come to look forward to in his stagnant life filled with the constants that never seem to fade away. In a way, the monochrome had become so colorful again. He pierced his lips into a line. 

He wished this could be every day to him.

He wishes that he was the one she came home to everyday.

But he knew his boundaries.

He was only her best friend.

He knows better.

“I should take note of this scene.” He heard her mumble under her breath, more pretzels popping into her mouth. “This is really good material.”

“Didn’t you just finish a novel?” He whispers to her, brow raised.

“I did.” She grinned, putting her thumbs up. “But you never know, I might be inspired to do another one!”

Nanami sighs, smiling at her. “You workaholic.”

The loud laughter that popped out of her mouth seemed like most gorgeous hummingbird’s song to his ears. “The workaholic calling me workaholic! That’s rich!”

He snorted loudly, drinking his beer. “Hmm...says the one who forgot to finish the reservation we had for that restaurant because you forgot your deadlines again."

“Liar! You knew it was already finished! I just....I just fixed some things, you know? And we made it in time for the reservation, it ended up being a good night! The truffle pasta was great, wasn't it? We should come back to that restaurant again—Are you even listening to me, Min–min? I think now all you are doing is making fun of me!"

“Hmmm….whatever you say, buttercup.” He teased her, causing her to pout. Nanami laughed, beautifully.

“I really like your laugh.” She admits to him warmly, causing him to pause for a moment. “It really is a good day when you laugh.”

“I…Thank you.” Nanami did not know how to reply to her about that, those words just uttered out of his mouth like the wind against the leaves. He felt his palms sweat at that compliment, his stomach turning upside down at this new feeling. “I….I like your laughter too.”

She grinned at him happily. “Thank you!”

These moments with her, he cherished it all. Even moments like this where he felt like he would die of embarrassment, of feeling like he had no words to say anymore. Nanami Kento despite all of this was just genuinely happy. Despite the life that had been everything but good, she had come to become the one to bring in the good. Kento had not been sure how this had become his life, but he was glad for it. The nightmares at night, they didn't scare him anymore. Once it had made him feel so much fear, in his dreams - he saw her smile warm the cold shadows away.

He didn't feel so lonely anymore, that he was sure to say. 

The thing is Nanami Kento had never thought he would ever be happy like this. Not when he was younger. Not after Yu had passed. Not since that day did he not feel the pain of what it was like to be empty. Not since that day that he didn't wish he had not perished. And yet, in a way — he felt thankful for the grief.

He felt himself be thankful to for the misery. Because it made him realize on how this happiness had become the most precious thing in life for him. In a way, happiness does begin once again in time. 

In a way, he was thankful for the wait.

Because he would never risk this life for anything.

It seems like a beautiful time to be alive, once again. Even if he felt like it was only for the night. Nanami felt very glad, he had been alive.

His lips pursed at the sight of her singing along happily to the ending song of the show, thrusting the beer can upon his lips once more to swig the bittersweet taste of alcohol through his mouth. Kento knew every line of the song by heart, engraving every memory of her singing it in front of him with such joy.

He consumed the wonder that came from her excitement, with her favorite character doing something adorable. He could not help but smile again at her bubbly bursts of energy waving through in the ocean that had drowned him whole. Nanami drank a sip of his beer, silently watching her once again.

Once it was over, she turned to him with her eyes looking at him.

“What?” He asked her, his tone quiet as he could not bring himself to speak louder. He was breatheless at her beauty like this. To him, it was if Venus was reborn in front of him.

“Thank you for watching that with me.” She says to him softly, fondness in the deep ocean that was her eyes. “I know that I become overbearing and I feel like coming tonight is just me forcing you to deal with me—"

“Nonsense. It's okay. It’s not overbearing.” Nanami says in reply. His brows furrowed, seeing a hint of difference in her eyes. “Is it him again?”

Her face drops, her body slouches upon the couch. He saw the sad smile drapped all over her face and he frowns. Turning to him, she gazes at him. It just confirm to him. He frowned. Kento had hated the guy the moment she had introduced him that night after Christmas.

It was no secret that her boyfriend had not liked him either, even asking her to end her friendship with Kento as he saw him as a threat, a man that she should avoid. The fact that he did not take that kindly their relationship was a headache, it was full of hurt and the one that gets hurt the most was her. But she feels like she could not leave him. In a way, Nanami feels that she's too kind for her own good. To big hearted for those who don't even deserve it. He could see it in her eyes. It hurt him to see the truth.

She loves the fool.

And Nanami burns to see it.

It crushes him to know it.

Nanami could not help but want to just take her into his arms and tell her everything she deserves to know. He had always seemed to think that she was not someone worth treasuring, often treating her more like someone he can command rather than someone to love.

Kento had made it plain to her that the man was not worthy of her. But just as much as he knew he hates that guy, he knew that he was just her friend. He was not her brother and not even a male relative. He had no say in who she gets to love. Even if he feels his heart break at the thought of seeing her feel like this because that man had been telling her that she was not enough.

Nanami wanted to tell her. He wanted to tell her that she was more than that. She was not just someone. She was life itself. That she deserved to have someone worship the ground she walked upon. That she dserved someone who could give her the world.

That maybe he could be the one that could give that to her.

If she would only let him love her.

She smiled, putting her arms up. “It was nothing. I honestly think I’ll forget about it anyway and you know, its not a big deal, Min–min! I know we'll resolve it—”

“What did he do this time?” He could feel his blood boil at the thought of her getting hurt in any manner. “You should have told me—”

She let out a deep breathe. “I didn’t want to tell you.”

“Why? He needs to be told properly that he made you unhappy—”

“Because I didn’t want you to be upset. You have more than enough worries as it is.” She says to him, sighing heavily. Her eyes shook as it lowered. Leaning forward, her hands rest upon the comfort of the couch.

“I just….I just wanted to not worry about him tonight. I am a big girl, you know? I can deal with it. But....I'm not here to think or talk about that. Just tonight, where you and I can bond. I mean, it has been a while! You’ve been so busy with work and I….”

Nanami shook his head as soon as she said that and gave her a fond look. “You know you’re more important to me than work.”

She gave him a small smile. “I know that.”

It killed him that there was a small hint of silence between them soon after. He awkwardly shifted his body, licking his lips as he slowly drank the beer once again. In a way, Nanami felt a little bit embarrassed by how quickly he had said that to her. Oh now that time passed by, Nanami realizes that it was even somewhat of a love confession. He drank the beer again.

It was now empty.

Leaning over, she looked at Nanami and smiled. Standing up, she places the empty bowl on the coffee table. She yawns, stretches with care which causes Nanami to look at her. “You aren’t drinking beer?”

She shakes her head. “No, no…..I’m sitting out the beer drinking tonight.”

“Alright—”

Placing the can of the beer he had been drinking back, Nanami almost falls as she wraps her arms around him and places a small kiss upon his temple. A blush appears warmly against her cheeks. Nanami looks up to her, eyes wide open shock. His heart was pounding so hard against his chest, he feels like he’s going to pass out.

Her lips pursed, she could not speak. Stumbling a little bit, moving away from him. She was so red, like the scarlet sky when the blue hour comes. “I…I am so sorry!”

The way she ran to the guest room, Nanami wanted to stop her but he couldn’t. When the sound of the door clicked into the lock, Nanami felt himself fall off the couch, crutching down onto the rug. He touched his temple slowly, feeling the heat all over his body emitting as though he was a hot sun beaming down on earth on a warm summer day.

Nanami Kento thinks he fell in love with her again.

But he didn't know that maybe that night was the beginning.

Blush upon her cheeks behind the door frame, she hid her scarlet face.

She did fall in love with him, for the night.

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❝ 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐭𝐲! 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭…! ❞

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𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡… romantic shenanigans ensue when you start working for an infamous law firm and most definitely doesn't have to do with my recent hyper fixation on law at the moment. 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠… detective!shikanoin heizou x attorney!gn!reader, forensic scientist!albedo x attorney!gn!reader, police officer!xiao x attorney!gn!reader, prosecutor!cyno x attorney!gn!reader, pre-law!gorou x attorney!gn!reader, delinquent!arataki itto x attorney!gn!reader, mob boss!childe x attorney!reader, rival attorney!alhaitham x attorney!reader, interrogator!kaeya x attorney!reader, defendant!diluc x attorney!gn!reader 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠… heavily inspired by law dramas, tears of themis, shojo manga, manhwa, the works; fluff, hurt/comfort, interactive fic, angst 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬… heavily inspired by law dramas and tears of themis (so i wouldn't have to do too much research lmao), definitely not realistic MAJOR CHARACTER DEATH DEPENDING ON WHAT ROUTE YOU TAKE LATER ON 𝐝𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐜𝐮𝐭… i'm really glad so much of you supported this even though it's posted on april 1st lol

IMPORTANT

some characters don’t appear until later! if you want to cut to the chase, please check the tv guide!

routes are now going to be separately added instead of everything all together!

𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐨 𝐟𝐚𝐫? 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐩𝐚𝐠𝐞! <𝟑

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9:06 ¿ : mahou shojo's dedication (magical girl's dedication)

genre : harbinger! Scara x magical girl reader, female reader, suicidal thoughts, sensitive topics, death, violence, trauma, swearing, and love

note : CHAPTER TWO?! IS THAT YOU 😨😨 btw please read chapter one if you haven’t!! And I’ll be posting chapter three soon since I feel as if this is too short. Also kinda bad :((

extra information : your transformation :

You un-summoned your spear as a way of saying that you weren’t going to hurt him. Looking at him with attentive eyes as he had asked “If you’re trying to kill me then at least kill me in a place my eyes can comprehend!” He said in an irritated tone, looking at you with a deep stare.. he had no weapon on him and only a ‘electro vision’.. so why was something seriously wrong with him and his big hat..?

The man looked down at you with empty eyes before speaking, his tone harsh and cold. “Go on, tell me.. why are we on some type of corrupt beach.” You looked back up at him awkwardly before explaining what this place was - a witch’s labyrinth, and how he had gotten here.. in response he just looked at you as if you were crazy.

“Do you really expect me to believe that insane idea?” He looked at you before grabbing you by the collar as he tightened his grip, choking you as he scoffed. “Alright then, I’ll kill you if you don’t tell me what this place really is. Now or never, hurry it.” You couldn’t help it, the shock of it all.. your eyes wide as you stared at him. Was he really threatening to kill you..? And with no weapons, how was he gonna kill you anyway..? Even if you were probably his only chance at getting out of here? He didn’t even know what this place was for gods sake!

He suddenly slapped your face as he dropped your collar, you grunted at the impact of falling onto the floor as he mercilessly stepped on your stomach.. letting out a choked scream you looked up at him in shock, his elegant features betraying his actions.. what’s wrong with him..?

“I-I’m not fucking lying! Let go of me!” You yelled in response before he put more pressure on your stomach. “..you don’t even know what this place is..! I’m your last chance of getting out of here so—“ your words were cut off as he kicked you off to the side.. you coughed out some blood.. “I’ll find my own way out of here.” What? Was he really that arrogant? Even with what he had did to you, you couldn’t just let some dude die.. well, maybe you can..

He had started to walk away from you as he disappeared from your sight.. staring at him as he walked off you couldn’t help but think about what would happen to him.. might as well finish the witch off, quickly at that. Honestly he seemed too stubborn to listen.

You got up, taking a long moment to breathe and comprehend what had just happened before quickly making it deeper into the labyrinth, bumping into some of the witch’s familiars on the way, you held your hand on your spear as you summoned an avalanche on them before moving on with your path as you had finally found the witch.. a mermaid like being, you quickly lunged forward towards the witch as you began your attacks, stabbing the witch in the eye it let out somewhat of a strangled screech before it began to attack you back, its tail slamming in the floor causing you to lose balance as the ground shook beneath it, as you made your way above it, making a platform with ice you summoned a iceberg on top of the witch as your final move.

The labyrinth cracked somewhat like glass shattering as you made it to the real world.. Teyvat, yet the man you had seen earlier wasn’t there anymore.. maybe you’ll cross paths again but you weren’t sure.

Maybe, just maybe…

“Oh? So you’re telling me you made it to some strange beach while looking for some strange looking cat? How absurd..” the masked man mumbled, his blue hair swaying as he examined a container full of purple liquid.. a sly grin was plastered on The Doctor’s face as he turned towards the shorter man. “Do you also need medicine? You must be hallucinating—“ the man was quickly cut off as Scaramouche snapped at him.

“You must be crazy if you think I’ll take anything from you if it’s not for my goal.” Scaramouche leaned back on a wall as he groaned. “And I’m not hallucinating, I’m perfectly sane.. but surely you’re not.” Scaramouche retorted as Dottore just chuckled. The shorter man groaned before sitting on a table nearby, running a hand through his hair as he thought.. maybe they’ll meet once more, who knows.

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some yearning/pining plots i’ve been obsessed w/ lately..... 

she’s been watching a lot of slice of life/shojo anime so i don’t wanna hear it :’ ) 

( mutuals only: PLS feel free to dm me if one calls out to u !!! literally i’m ready to read it and weep )

☼ childhood sweethearts reunited except muse a was the one in love with muse b growing up while muse b dated muse a’s best friend !!!!!! like they literally resigned themselves to being the permanent third wheel ( sounding board for both of them, couples therapist, maybe even in their wedding party depending on the muses ??? ) but now muse b and the bestie are divorced/broken up and both seeking comfort and even tho muse a is still friends with the ex they cant help but shoot their shot with muse b ???? right ????

☼ mentor x mentee ship except for the longest time its just the mentee pining while the mentor sees them as more of a kid sibling ???  but then something happens or time passes and suddenly they start to see their mentee as a ~ romantic interest ~ and are v fucked up abt it !!! and maybe the mentee has moved on or maybe they’re still pining but their mentor is as confusing as always xxx

☼ i love a raincloud x sunshine ship where the sunshine muse is positive that they’re slowly chipping away at the ice around raincloud’s heart just for the walls to go up again and discourage them but it iS actually working and lil raincloud is fighting for their LIFEEEEE

☼ ice prince(ss) who thinks they’re incapable of love and the golden retriever who sees the good in them anyway :’ ) obvi with lots of angst with the retriever trying to get them to lighten up and the ice prince(ss) trying to drive them away so they don’t get hurt !!!!!!! we love an angst of misunderstanding

☼ i’m so obsessed w/ the idea of two people who are clearly in love with each other but their pride is getting in the way so they’re trying to get the other person to admit their feelings first………………… idk it just hits y’all the psychological warfare is g o l d !!!!