#toriashi shouma x reader

[shomatoriashi]

10/08/24; 08:00pm

shouma toriashi x fem.reader

warnings: potentially ooc, since this is the first time i’ve written for a new character ♡

the needle-like rain felt pelting against your umbrella was what ultimately pushes you forward, making your once casual stride break into an almost frantic run.

after classes, you already made plans for yourself, wanting nothing more than to head towards your favorite diner to grab some takoyaki and a large bowl of tonkotsu ramen. you had spent weeks studying for a brutal exam, and the moment you had completed it, you had decided to reward yourself with lunch at your favorite restaurant.

of course, you knew about the forecast calling for rain, the weatherman stating that there would be a downpour that would last until late into the evening hours.

but did you let it stop you?

hell no.

priding yourself in being diligent and well prepared, of course you packed your umbrella with you. with the taste of the fluffy and warm takoyaki coupled along with the comforting and smooth texture of the ramen so close within your grasps, you found yourself running even faster towards the destination.

your boots were felt pounding against the slick streets, with you running across the sidewalks with an eagerness that may have been a bit too much for you. as you turned a corner, you felt the soles of your boots suddenly slide forward due to the slickness of the street, making your eyes go wide when you began to lose your balance. you brace yourself for the incoming impact, clenching your eyes shut as your body began its steady downward descent-

only to have a harsh pressure felt pulling at your wrist, preventing you from face planting into one of the shallow puddles. you wince in slight pain, feeling a large hand encircle around your wrist as it pulls you back up into an upright position. the force of such a pull makes you lose your grip on your umbrella, and you watch as it rolls away from you with an almost forlorn expression.

the sound of someone clicking their tongue makes you finally face your savior, and you found yourself losing all train of thought when you saw him for the first time.

a bored expression was seen within his deep, brown eyes, and you notice how he wore a hoodie that covers his ebony locks of hair. thin lips were wrapped around a lit cigarette, and you watch with a sense of curiosity as he takes a drag of it.

with you no longer at risk of falling flat on your face, the young man lets go of your wrist, not saying a word as he continues to smoke his cigarette. still blatantly staring at him, you knew that you had to have looked like a gaping fish and struggled to find the right words to say.

as you massaged away the ache felt against your wrist (where he had grabbed you to keep you from falling), you decided to test the waters and introduce yourself and tell him your name. after your brief introduction, you added, “ah… thank you, for helping me back there.”

the boy remains utterly silent, giving you a curt nod in response to your words. by now, you felt a strange sense of awkwardness filling at your chest. a part of you wanted to move away from him, to simply take his silence as a hint that he was not interested in having any interactions with you-

yet the more irrational part of you (mainly your heart) wanted to continue basking in his presence and the strange… soft and tranquil beauty he seemed to exude. with your heart and mind seeming to assess the pros and cons of staying and leaving, you take a moment to take him in.

he was tall, and was incredibly lanky, which made you wonder if he was eating properly-

and that was when you had an epiphany.

“hey… would you like to join me for lunch?”

finally, the boy gives you something other than an apathetic expression. one of his eyebrows was slighted lifted in question, with him taking one last drag of his cigarette before tossing it aside. he allows the pelting rain to put out the embers, facing you when he speaks for the first time. “you want me to have lunch with you?”

you could feel the heat travel up to your cheeks upon finally hearing his voice. dear gods, it was achingly deep, and you swore you could feel the quality of his voice vibrating through you. trying to keep your expression neutral (and failing), you try to hide just how flustered he made you feel by nodding.

“y-yes, it’s the least i can do for you, since you pretty much saved me from making an ass out of myself earlier.”

he didn’t smile at you (at least, you didn’t think he smiled at you), but there was a slight movement seen within his thin lips, and you could have sworn that it was turned upward a few millimeters. his expression remains neutral as a gentle huff was heard coming from him.

“you see… i was going to head to this casual place that serves the best takoyaki and ramen… so, are you cool with joining me?”

he doesn’t say anything to you, and you watch when he steps closer to you, remaining close to your left. his body language was telling you that he would follow you, and you give him a beaming smile as you nod at him.

knowing that this perfect stranger had taken being closed off and introverted to the extreme, you remain silent, simply basking in the way he kept his casual pace with you. you were grateful that the rain had somehow managed to simmer down to a light drizzle, making your walk to the restaurant a bit more bearable.

a few minutes later, you see your favorite diner and step into the establishment. the waitress greets you, and you tell her that you’d like a table for two. she gives you a nod, leading you to a table near the back of the restaurant. as you get situated, the waitress asks if you’d like to see the menu, which you deny. you look over to your savior and ask, “would you like a menu?”

you watch when he lets down the hood of his hoodie, revealing his full features to you as your felt your breathing hitch a bit in response. with his features no longer hindered by his hoodie, you could see the extent of his chiseled face, taking in the way his dark eyes met with yours. he holds your gaze, and you prayed that your cheeks wouldn’t automatically heat up at the mere sight of him, watching as he gives you a slight shake of his head. “no, you can order for me, too.”

with a smile, now filled with excitement when you look at the waitress and order some takoyaki, a large bowl of tonkotsu ramen, and a coke for the two of you. she smiles and nods, writing down your orders before heading off into the kitchen and alerting the cooks.

as you sit across from him, you play with the ends of the napkin, sneaking glances at him. the lingering scent of his cigarette coupled along with the faint, minty scent of his cologne that seem to waft off of him made you incredibly hyperaware of him. desperate to know his name, you tried to think of something to say in hopes that he would tell it to you.

“u-uhm…” hearing your stutter, the young man looks back up at you, maintaining his blank expression. “s-sorry, i just… i didn’t get your name and-“

“toriashi shouma.” he answers you, his voice still remaining flat and bored as he pushes up the sleeves of his hoodie, revealing intricate designs of koi fish tattoos. you were mesmerized by the sheer amount of color seen on his arms, admiring the beauty of it.

“are those tattoos the only ones you have?”

shouma shakes his head. “no, there’s more. i’ve got a bigger tattoo on my back.”

you hum, clearly interested in what he had to say. “when you got those tattoos, did they hurt?”

he gives you a shrug. “not really, i’ve been through worse.”

the way he said those words so nonchalantly makes you a bit of a double take. he’s been through worse? like what?

however, you purse your lips, not wishing to pry into shouma’s life when he barely even knew you. there seemed to be an awkward silence settled between the two of you, and you were grateful when the waitress returns with your food.

she sets down your order first before doing the same with shouma, giving you both a slight bow before leaving you both alone. your mouth was already watering at the delicious scents wafting off of the takoyaki and tonkotsu ramen. grabbing a pair of chopsticks, you clasp your hands together and murmur, “thank you for this meal.” before digging in to your food.

you go for the takoyaki first, basking in its fluffy texture along with the savoriness of the sauce. you eat two whole takoyakis before working on your ramen, grabbing a manageable portion before slurping up the delicious morsel. you didn’t say a word to shouma, allowing the young man to watch you eat with fervor with a bit of fascination and curiosity in his gaze.

after waiting a few minutes, shouma begins to eat his own meal, following your lead when he takes a few bites of his takoyaki before working on his bowl of ramen. you each enjoyed your meal in silence, the prior awkwardness now melting away thanks to the delicious taste of the food.

half an hour later, you finished your meal and began to drain the rest of your coke, feeling happy that shouma had finished his meal, too, leaving his plate and bowl completely empty. when the waitress returns, you give her your card, telling her that you’d take care of both bills.

shouma frowns at you, and he seemed ready to protest at you paying for his meal when you held up a hand to him, “it’s okay, i don’t mind. like i said, consider this as being a way to show my gratitude for you.”

his lips seemed to twitch once more, “for saving you from making an ass out of yourself?”

“yes, absolutely!” you began to laugh, feeling happy that shouma seemed to loosen up a bit. after a few minutes spent waiting for the waitress to return, she comes back with your card in hand, allowing you to sign the receipt before leaving the restaurant.

shouma remains close to your side, walking out of the restaurant with you before stopping when you stopped. you meet his gaze and give him another kind smile, “thanks for having lunch with me.”

he simply shrugs, “why are you thanking me? i should be the one thanking you, since you’re the one who invited me and paid for everything.”

you could feel your smile widen at shouma’s pragmatic response. “i know that, but still, i enjoyed your company.”

the sincerity of your words succeeds in making shouma’s eyes go wide, rendering him unable to say anything else in response. even when you weren’t sure if you would ever see him again, you knew that you would cherish this memory.

“well, i have to head back to my place and finish a paper. i’ll see you around, shouma!” giving him one last wave, you begin your trek back home. with shouma now left alone, he remains rooted on the spot, not daring to move until your figure was no longer in his line of sight.

turning away, shouma reaches into the pocket of his jeans, extracting another cigarette as he places it into his lips without lighting it, trying to comprehend what this strange warmth was as he could feel it radiating from his chest and towards his extremities-

feeling like sunlight against his skin each time he thought about you.

end notes: me when i saw shouma for the first time “oh no, im in trouble… im falling for his gorgeous and badass demeanor.” 🫠🫠🫠

there are no inserts for him on tumblr, and i will gladly accept the fact that i am the first writer to write for him and start the tags for him. lmao which means i get to call dibs on him, jk,,, unless???

all stories are written by rei; please do not repost, plagiarize, or translate my works!!

[captain-hawks]

I found your blog recently and I’m shy to come off anon but any thoughts it’s shouma or kirishima from yakuza fiancé you want to indulge us in 🤭 Hope you’re having a good day or night! - 🦋

hi nonnie! (ty for dropping by<3)

so i really love the idea of shouma's perspective on kirishima's approach to yoshino shifting completely when you come into his life.

because initially, shouma can't fathom how goddamn unhinged kirishima can be. for fuck's sake, he'd run himself into the ground to protect yoshino, too. and he cares about her a hell of a lot more than kirishima does, in his opinion.

but yoshino's family to him.

(he doesn't understand how different it is—with a lover. the way it sinks into your chest with claws instead of roots. the way it spreads. the all-consuming taste of it.)

(shouma's fucked plenty of women, but he's never been in love.)

it hits him slowly, and then all at once—what exactly you mean to him. what he'd do for you (or rather, the non-existent list of things that he wouldn't). the way these feelings skirt the edges of something feral and possessive.

—this realization that the way he feels about you makes him dangerous, too.

[lawliet-ryuzaki-ryuga]

The Hunt

Shouma Toriashi X Reader ( Chapter 4 )

word count :2258

TW: strong language, sexual tension ( nothing really +18)

Summary: life as we know it can change in an instant, and so do feelings and the people you meet.

A/N: I did not proof read.. LOL I just kinda went over it. But hehe I was giggling as I made this chapter! I LOVE HIM SO MUCHBDHVFCDEQWVDIUY

MASTERLIST

chapter 3

The weekend is finally here and we can now relax or so I thought..

“ Y/N I want to go to a karaoke club, they just opened one and i think it would be fun!” Yoshino speaks from the other side of the phone. 

“ Yoshino you’re not even of age yet.. How do you plan on getting in?” I ask as I grab and cut ends of the broccoli and cut them into smaller pieces to add to the broth that's boiling. 

“ Everyone knows I look older than I am, so if you and Shouma go first, by the time they get to me they won’t even ask! Worst case we can ask Shouma to get us some connections.” Yoshino reasons with hopes I’ll change my mind.  

"So you’re telling me Shouma already agreed to this?”

“ No… But he will, he always does! If he agrees, does that mean you’ll go?” 

With a small sigh I smile to myself and confirm that I would go if Shouma agrees, with that Yoshino hangs up to call Shouma. I continue with cooking my beef house soup and prepare the slices of beef and noodles ready to throw them in once the broccoli is cooked enough. I decide to clean the rest of the kitchen in the meantime, and do whatever is left around the house. At the moment I don't look my best, my hair is up in a ponytail and I’m wearing an oversized shirt that is ridden with holes everywhere, but who cares. I eventually walk back to my kitchen to add the noodles and whatever spices are left and give the soup a taste. 

WHO AM I? A CHEF OBVIOUSLY THIS IS AMAZING! 

I feel goose bumps arise as I taste my to die for soup, just as I’m about to go for a second taste test, I hear a knock at my door.. Who could it be, I didn’t even open the main gate.. Maybe it’s one of dad’s members or something.. 

I walk towards the door and see through the peephole and see Shouma on the phone.. What is he doing here, i open the door slowly and he just walks in like he owns the place. He’s wearing one of his usual black long sleeved shirts and a pair of dark jeans to match. I stare at him as he removes his shoes before stepping completely into the house and raises his finger to his lips as an indication to not make any noise. 

I walk away and back into the kitchen to stir the soup one last time before turning the stove off to let the soup try to cool down and I go for another taste.  But my personal space is invaded by Shouma standing next to me and staring down the spoon I have at hand. 

“ And if I say no?” Shouma asks the person on the phone before opening his mouth to indicate for me to feed him the soup that’s on the spoon. With a side eye i comply, and blow on the hot soup before feeding. He reaches besides me and grabs the chili flakes bottle and adds a few more flakes into the soup.

“ Hey i do–” I was cut off by him as he pushed his hand flat against my lips to prevent me from speaking.  Is he serious, he came to my place and he has the audacity to tell me what to do.

As a result I decided to lick his hand so that he will remove his hand from my mouth, and as planned he does remove his hand. He looks at his hand that i just licked, which is now slobbered by my saliva and wipes it against his shirt.

“ Okay Yoshino I will go, but I gotta go. I have business to take care of, bye.” He speaks in to the phone before saying goodbye to yoshino. 

“ Are you serious you made me be quiet while you’re on the phone with yoshino, i thou-” Shouma reaches towards me again but this time i dodge him quick. 

“ Shouma do not test me..”

“ You think you’re just going to lick my hand and get away with it?”

“ And you think you’re going to shut me up by covering my mouth.” i speak back. 

“ I told you to be quiet, did I not Y/N?” He leans against the counter top in the kitchen while stretching out his arms besides him to hold onto the edge of the counter. 

I turn to grab a slicing knife from the knives set and walk towards him, his gaze follows my movement and focusing on the knife in my hand. I stand in front of his tall, slender and strong figure and press my body slighting against him to close the big gap between us but leaving enough room where I’m not completely against him. 

“ And whose house are you in right now?” I ask before stabbing the cutting board that was right behind his hand on the counter. “ Mine, and remember that.” I Speak in a firm tone and let go of the knife handle and pull away from his presence. 

I go to grab some bowls from the cabinet and hand them over to shouma so that he can pour the soup into the bowls. Eventually we end up sitting down on the table on the floor and sit across from one another. 

“ So was Yoshino trying to convince you to go out?” I ask after taking my first sip of the soup… which is now too spicy for my liking thanks to him. 

“I only agreed because  I heard you would go if I went.”

“ mmm so you wouldn’t go for your Yoshino”I asked.

“ I mean I’d go if she asked, but I’d go so I can take you.” He spoke in a low voice before he began lifting his bowl to start drinking from it. 

“ How charming of you.” I sarcastically say back, we sit in silence finishing our food until i get a text. Hmm looks like Yohsino won’t waste a second. 

“ Get up and clean these dishes, I will go get ready, Yoshino wants to go shopping.”

“ But she didn’t ask me to go.” Shouma tells me like i care.

“ Did i ask if she told you, i said we are going, I fed you, the least you can do is take me to the mall.” I get up from my spot and walk towards my room to get ready. I grab a maroon off the shoulder long sleeved top and pair it with black see through pantihose and a black pleated skort and a pair of preppy short heel shoes. I fix my hair and style it where I let my curtain bangs to frame my face and creat a half up, half down style and tie the look together with a maroon bow.

I use a bit of foundation and some blush to give my skin some color and lastly do my lips. I have never been a fan of lipstick so I stick to my lip gloss, granted my lip gloss has to be glittery.  With that i walk down and see that Shouma is laying down on the floor with a cigarette in between his lips.  

“ I’m ready, let's go.” I speak up as I lean against the door frame waiting for him. 

Shouma slowly turns his head towards where I stand, and I watch as his eyes stare me down, as if he's sizing me up. He gets up from his laying position and stands up and walks towards me, but i just gather myself and walk away from him and walk towards the main entrance. Just as I’m about to open the door, the door is slammed shut. 

“ Shouma what the hell.”

“ Do you plan to go out dressed like that?”

“ No shouma i just decided to wear this just so you can see it and then I’ll go change! Are you dense, yes this is what I’m wearing, now let me open the door.” I roll my eyes at his stupid question.

“ Are you trying to seduce me?” Shouma brushes the hair that’s covering my ear and tucks it behind, as he lowers his head and speaks by my ear. His lips grazing my ear lighty and his warm breath sending shivers down my body. 

“ I don’t know what’s gotten into you, I always dress like this.” 

“ So you’re not denying that you’re trying to seduce me Y/N/.” Shouma leans closer and nuzzles his head into my neck.

What is this Man trying to do.. Is he trying to intimidate me, see if I’m going to cave in? What is he trying to get at.. Is he testing the waters and seeing how far I will let him go, if that’s the case. Let me give him a run for his money.  

I slowly lift my hand away from the door knob and move it towards where Shouma’s head is and run my fingers through his soft and silky hair. I move and lift my head slightly to the side to give him more access of my neck area. 

“ And what if I am, what if I said I wanted you to leave marks down my exposed skin?” I pushed his head closer against my neck to give him the impression to start kissing me down my neck. I slowly begin to feel his lips open, his teeth bite into the neck and small kisses are being placed.

I focus on my breathing to increase the depths of my breaths and fast exhales to depict excitement.

 And with that I quickly push my hand between my neck and the side of his head. Which breaks the contact of lips against my neck, and use the hand that was already messing with his hair to push his head forward. With that I slammed his head hard against the door I was facing. 

“ You should have learned that I'm not the one to mess with Shouma.” I stared at the man who was grabbing his head where it was just slammed.  I push him aside and drop my house keys by his feet and walk out the door and wait by his bike.

Soon enough he comes by and passes me my house key.

“Looks like someone got what they wished for. Now you can walk around the mall with a mark on your neck.” Shouma speaks up, getting onto his bike and placing the helmet over his head. 

… What. Did. He. Just. Say…

I quickly grab my phone to look and pull up the camera to see what he’s talking about, and behold.. There was a red mark on my neck.. That fucker, he’s not getting away with this. 

I hop onto his bike and tie my hair into a bun to prevent it from messing up too much, and hold on tight to his waist as we take off in speed. As we’re speeding down the roads of Osaka and the cool air bites at my skin, I decide that now would be a great time to mess with shouma. His helmet covers just his face leaving a gap between his neck and shoulders, which I take as my advantage. 

 I lean my head forward and press my lips against his neck and give him small pecks around the side of his neck.

“ HEY Y/N STOP I’M DRIVING” I hear shouma yell from under his helmet but i ignore his calls. 

I begin to bite slowly at his neck and lick the spot that’s just been bitten, all while letting the cool air hit that exposed area. I continue to do the same action in different areas around the side of his neck. Slowly but surely breaking the skin and bruising his neck with, One bite. One kiss and One lick at a time. I watch how his grip tightens over the bike's handles everytime i move to another area to mark. By the time we reach the parking lot of the mall his neck is covered with love bites all over.

“ Thanks for the ride Shouma.” I jump off his bike and chirp Shouma a thank you and let my hair down to cover the mark on my neck and begin to walk away. 

*tsk* “ I don’t think so, what the hell was that?” Shouma pulls me back by my wrist pushing me now against his motorcycle and trapping me between both of his arms. 

“ I don’t know what you’re talking about, now move.” I try to push past him but he doesn't budge. Instead he moves his right hand and lifts it up to my face, where his thumb and the rest of his other fingers squeeze my cheeks, causing my lips to slightly pucker. 

“You know I could have crashed because of the stunt you pulled back there.” He asks 

I try to pull my face away from his grasp but his firm hold on my face doesn’t free me.

“ you ca-arn blem you’rrselv” I try to speak but the words all come out botched instead because i can’t move my lips freely since they’re being squished. 

“Y/N you started something you will not win.” Shouma tells me sternly and lets go of my face.

“ I’m sorry to tell you this Shouma but I already won, you just don’t even know it yet.” I smile at him before skipping away from him and into the mall. I turn back to see if he's following me, but all I see is him Turing his head around to watch me walk away.

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Anyone else obsessed with ''Fundari Kettari Aishitari''?

SPOILERS BELOW!!

if you liked "raise wa tanin ga ii" this manga is for you. I love the MC she's so smart and independent💕💕 and the guy is obsessed with her even though she friendzoned him LOL nywaysss read it before i spoil it all, it's really good!!!!

[shomatoriashi]

10/22/24; 08:23pm

shouma toriashi x fem.reader

notes/warnings: reader and shouma are both 20 years old; there is alcohol consumption.

when shouma invited you over to his place, to say you were a mess of nerves would be an understatement.

you had began dating the ever so reserved and stoic shouma for 6 months now, and how you managed to capture his attention was still quite the mystery to you.

for starters, you both attended the same university and shared some classes together. each time you saw shouma, you would often sit beside him because of how… safe he made you feel. as you focused on jotting down your notes, the lingering scent of cigarette smoke that wafted off of his clothes was oddly comforting to you.

never once had you spoken a word to each other, yet one afternoon (after a particularly boring lecture) you heard a deep voice call out your name. looking back, your eyes went wide upon seeing the way shouma casually approached you. he asks if you’d like to grab a bite to eat with him, which you politely accepted his offer.

shouma ends up taking you to a nice sushi restaurant, where you ordered a side of your favorite rolls along with a filling bento boxed lunch. the entirety of the meal was spent in solace, simply enjoying how delicious the food was. by the end of it all, shouma simply stood up to take care of the bill in its entirety, stopping you the moment you took your wallet out of your purse.

“i’ve got it, wait right here.”

warmth was felt settled on your cheeks, and you watch him with a bit of a dazed expression on your face. soon enough, shouma returns to you, never once leaving your side until you were safely back at your apartment.

deep down, you thought that would be the last of your interaction with him-

however, shouma ends up proving you wrong.

those offers to eat out with him were seen as dates in his eyes, but it was so difficult to discern because of how nonchalant he’s been the entire time. and the fact that he wasn’t so vocal about his feelings-

well, that made it even more difficult to read him.

in fact, you wanted so desperately to ensure that you weren’t getting mixed signals from him that you flat out asked him if he considered you as being his girlfriend one late evening.

you were both studying at your university’s library, with an unlit cigarette loosely hanging from shouma’s lips. he closes his textbook while returning the cigarette within its box, shoving them both aside when he stands up to be closer to you.

you were currently settled on the carpeted floor, with your notes and textbooks surrounding you. you look up at him, wondering just what he was thinking when he lets out a yawn before kneeling before you. adjusting his body, shouma manages to settle his head against your lap while allowing the entire length of his legs to spread out.

your hands were raised awkwardly in response before deciding to settle themselves into his silken locks of hair. a pleased hum was heard coming from him, with him opening one eye before telling you, “of course you’re my girlfriend. we’ve been dating this entire time, dummy.”

needless to say, you didn’t question the validity of your relationship with him after that night.

but now… it seemed like you were taking it almost to the next level. it was finally the weekend, and shouma had invited you to spend the night at his place. he told you not to worry about anything else, just to pack the essentials that would ease with your comfort at staying the night with him.

so with a single backpack filled with your essentials, you wait outside of your apartment for shouma to come and pick you up. your text to him was sent a mere five minutes ago, yet you were shocked to hear him coming through the hallways before reaching you.

a tiny smile graces his handsome features while he gives you a helmet, taking your hand while leading you toward his motorbike. your heart continues to pound with anticipation, with you getting on the back of his bike while donning the helmet.

as he drives out of the parking lot, shouma quickly gains speed, weaving through the streets of tokyo with an astonishing expertise. you cling to him, feeling your abdomen performing somersaults at what was to come.

in what felt like mere seconds, shouma parks his bike within a parking garage before taking your hand. he grabs a hold of your backpack and helmet, carrying them for you with little complaint as he lead you toward his apartment. with his front door settled a mere inches before you, you allow your boyfriend to unlock the door and open it, letting you step in first.

your heart wouldn’t stop its fast pace, with shouma turning on the lights to his apartment. he tells you to make yourself comfortable on the couch, and you try not to let your anxieties show. once shouma places your belongings in his bedroom, a sudden knock at the door nearly makes you jump out of your skin.

recognizing how jittery you were acting, shouma places a hand on your shoulder, “relax, i just ordered some fried chicken to be delivered here.”

feeling flustered, you give him a nod and shaky words of affirmation, silently berating yourself for acting so weird right now. blood was felt rushing through your ears when shouma accepts the delivery before returning back to you. he settles the order of freshly fried chicken in front of you, “go ahead and eat, i’ll grab some nice cold beers we can both enjoy.”

your ears perked up at the mention of beer. perhaps… having a bit of alcohol in your system will calm your nerves and help you relax around shouma?

once your boyfriend places the case of beer on the table, your hands automatically grab at one of the cans, popping it open before drinking all of it in one go. shouma’s eyebrow was seen lifted up in response, but he just takes a piece of fried chicken and starts eating it.

yet when you began opening a new can of beer-

and then another (downing three cans within the span of fifteen minutes)-

shouma became filled with concern for you.

“oi, that’s enough.” shouma takes the case of beer away from you, seeing your expression become even more dazed. you began to hiccup profusely, all while giggling. as shouma steadies you by wrapping his arms around your waist, your laughter became even louder and more uproarious.

“hehehe oh my god, shooooo….!” he lets out a grunt of your name, struggling to keep you steady while in his embrace.

“this isn’t like you… have you eaten anything yet?” shouma asks with his eyebrows becoming even more furrowed.

cue another snort, “nope. i was too nervous t’eat.”

shouma hums in response, managing to carry you inside of his bedroom before carefully laying you down against his mattress. once you were settled, he had every intention of getting you a tall glass of water-

only to be stopped when you wrapped your hands around his wrist, successfully causing him to land back in bed with you. “hey-“

you began to pout now, clinging to him as if you didn’t want to let him go. “no, don’t leave me sho.”

a defeated sigh escapes from his parted lips, with shouma pinching at the bridge of his nose in response. “what’s gotten into you? you’re acting strange.”

“it’s because… i don’t want to disappoint you.” his eyes widen when he sees the tears running down your cheeks and the way you began to sniffle. he shakes his head and uses the pads of his thumb to wipe away your tears.

“how could you ever disappoint me?”

your tears seem to cascade down your face now, with shouma using the sleeve of his hoodie to wipe them away, “b-because you’re experienced with… with physical intimacy and stuff… but i’ve never d-done anything like that before… and y-you invited me over made me really anxious and t-that’s why i drank so much, y-you know for liquid courage- a-and i just-!”

shouma then shuts down your ramblings by giving you a searing kiss against your lips, silencing you immediately. despite the saltiness of your lingering tears, you manage to kiss him back, basking in how gently he treated you. he ends up pulling you closer to him, with his hands delving into your hair while deepening the kiss.

once he was certain that your tears had dried did he finally pull away from you. keeping his gaze on you, shouma presses a lingering kiss against your forehead, “silly girl… i invited you over to my place because i feel so comfortable around you. you’re quiet, but kind hearted, and the way you hold no ill will towards my family… i want you to be here with me… and i’ll only initiate such acts when you allow it. every part of our relationship is on your terms because-“

shouma cuts himself short, letting out a huff as he decided to remain quiet just then. he lays back in bed and pulls you toward him, with your body flushed against him, making your heart begin to race as you replayed his words over and over again in your mind.

shouma was never one to be good with words-

but what he did say and reveal was more than enough for you.

you smile, still feeling the alcohol running pleasantly through your system while you cuddled even closer to him. short bursts of giggles escapes from you, “i’m still really drunk… and m’afraid i might not remember what you said.”

shouma lets out a scoff before tightening his arms around you, “then i’ll just have to remind you when morning comes.”

you could feel your grin become wider, and those three precious words were felt bubbling within your throat. however, you held off on speaking it, choosing instead to convey it in a different manner.

with your head resting against his chest, you allow your fingertips to travel toward his bicep, giving it deliberate taps.

one tap.

four taps.

three taps.

i love you.

satisfied with your actions, you let out a pleased hum before closing your eyes-

only to feel shouma lift his arms away from you. his hand was felt drawing comfortable circles around your back before giving it a series of deliberate taps as well-

one tap-

four taps-

three taps-

three taps.

i love you, too.

end notes: eeee don’t mind me. after finally hearing shouma’s voice in the anime, i’m happy to say that im a shouma girlie (��◡⺣)♡

all stories are written by rei; please do not repost, plagiarize, or translate my works!!

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The Hunt

Shoma Toriashi X reader ( Chapter 3)

word count: 1602 TW: mention of death and stalking. Summary: Life as we know it can change in an instant, and so do feelings and the people you meet.

A/N : Ah I want to say thank you to all of you who have shown me support on the last chapters! I will be creating a tag list, so if you wish to be tagged for up coming chapters let me know!

Masterlist

Chapter 2

Chapter 4

When Yoshino’s grandfather saw me and we locked eyes it was a matter of time before I was called in.

“ Y/N, how are you! Come in, I’ve been meaning to speak with you.” He gives his charming smile.

“ Hello, I’m doing well, how about yourself.” I walk into the room, as Shouma stays behind. 

“ Shouma, could you close the door? I need to speak with her in private.” Renji smiles at Shouma and without further explanation the door is closed.

“ so how have you been feeling? Ever since you know your father’s passing?”

“ I’ve been fine, didn't know the old man enough, but I’m okay.” I answer his question and take the seat right in front of him. 

“ Not like anyone really knew him. So your brother told me you’re ready. Are you sure, listen.. I view you like my daughter. "

“ I’m aware but I’ll be fine.”

“ You won’t have to worry i won’t make you do anything that is too dangerous and if there is any chance where it could, You’ll have someone with you.” He reassures me with his famous smile. 

“ Yes, I know.”

“ Also I’m going to need you to help me on something, do you know who Kirishima Miyama is?” He asks as he leans back into his chair that hes sitting on, folding his arms.

“ No, I don’t.”

“ Perfect, I already know who he is, i’ve met him a couple times before. But I need you to get me what and who he associates with outside of work, and how much of his boss's dirty work does he take care of. I need you to do a little stalking.”  

“Because?” 

“ You’ll find out soon enough.” He smiles and leans back into his seat even more.

“Alright, when do you need this information?” I ask, wondering why on earth this much information is needed on a guy that he already knows. 

“ As soon as you get all my information for me.” He smiles harder where the crinkles by his eyes appear.  

“ Sounds good, anything else that you have for me?” I stand up from my seat preparing for my exit. 

“ No, have a good night.”

With that i bow my head and give my goodbye as well and leave the room. I don’t see Shoma around so i had assumed he had walk away and decided to not walk me anymore. With that put my shoes back on and exit the Somei’s place but at the end of the gate i see a tall slender figure. 

“ I thought you changed your mind on walking me.” I walk up to Shoma and watch as the small glimmer of light from his cigarette lights up as he takes a long draw from it. 

“ I said I would walk you, did i not?”

“ Yes, so let's go, it’s cold.” i begin walk away rubbing my arm up and down in attempts to warm myself. But I soon feel something being thrown over my shoulders. 

“ Shoma it’s really okay, I don’t want you getting sick.”

“I’m fine, don’t worry.” He looks ahead and keeps walking.

As we walk I glance over every once in a while to make sure he’s really okay, but the cold doesn’t seem to bother him at all. Instead he goes through his pockets and pulls out another cigarette and his lighter. Yoshino and I have attempted to get him to stop, but he doesn’t care. 

“ I got the tattoos 2 months ago, I wanted something small and where I could hide it.” I speak up attempting to break the quiet night that has taken over our walk.

“ Mmm and why did you get it?” Shouma asks not breaking contact with the road in front of him.

“ Because.. I’m now part of the somei group.. Apparently my dad made an agreement with Renji.”

“ Where is he anyways, he hasn’t been around for a while.”

“ He died.” I mumble, not wanting to bring too much attention to the topic.

“ What, what do you mean died? Who’s been with you because i know damn well you’re brother left.”

 "As in he died, don’t tell anyone. Only a handful know, and ive been by myself? Can I not live on my own?” 

“ when did he pass?”

“Last month.. Or maybe 2 months ago, I’m not too sure.” I sigh hoping this conversation will end.

“Y/n.. you’re not actually.. One of those hostesses are you?” Shouma stops in his tracks, that’s when i feel his gaze burn holes into my head. I turn around and give him a small smile. 

“ No.” WHY WOULD HE ACTUALLY THINK I WAS SERIOUS?!!?

“ You’re not lying right, because that’s what a lot of the women who are part of the Som–”

“ No, that's not what i do, I think my job will be getting intel on people so more like stalking.” I cut him off before he can explain his thought process any more.

“Is that what Somei Renji was talking to you about?”

“ yup.. *Sigh*, I’ll have to get to work soon i guess.”

“ What are you trying to find out?”

“ Not sure if i can tell you, so i’ll just assume i can’t.”

“ mmm.” Shoma hums and pushes me forward to keep walking. 

We finally make it to my house and we stop at the entrance of the gate, I begin to remove Shouma’s jacket and hand it back to him. Which he takes back and puts it back on. 

“ Oh i have some of Yoshino’s stuff, since you’re heading back you can give it back to her, you can come in to heat up a bit just while i get her things.” 

Shoma nods in agreement and walks in with me and into my house. I remove my shoes at the entrance and turn on the lights so that it isn’t too dark. 

“ You can wait in the living room if you want, do you want any tea or anything?” I ask as I walk down the hall to reach my room. 

“ I’m fine.”

“Okay i won’t be long, I’ll be right back.” I walk away and head to my room. I changed out of Yoshino’s outfit and into  my own pjs. I grab the other clothing on Yoshino as promised and head downstairs back to Shouma. 

“ I’m back, sorry for the wait.” I apologize as i hand over bag of clothing to him. 

“ No worries, can I smoke?”

“.... sure.”

“ Thanks..... So did they hurt?” He asks after taking a long drag from his cigarette 

“ What hurt?”

“ The tattoos, they are on your back dimples are they not?”

“ uh yes and kinda, never been a fan of needles.” 

“ So was it a man who gave you the tattoo? Kind of an intimate place if you ask me.”  Another cloud of smoke leaves his lips as he speaks.

“ It was actually your tattoo artist, I remembered when we went to watch you get your tattoos and I liked his style.”

“ So you had a man with his face close to your ass and feeling you up.” he scoffs, as he tips his cigarette against the rim of the ash tray. 

“ You’re being dramatic.”

“ Next time you go let me know so I can join you.”

“ Why would I do that?” I question as I watch him get up from his spot and burn out the bud that’s left. He clicks his tongue against the roof of his mouth which releases a “ tsk” sound. 

“ Because I don’t think it’s smart for a girl to be alone with a guy.”

“You’re one to talk, you’re alone in a room with me right now.” i scoff at his thought process, he’s going to act all wise but can’t even practice what he preaches.

“ You’re right, but….” he stops mid sentence and drops the bag in his hand and takes long strides towards me. In reaction I take steps back and I realize I’m cornered. 

“ But you know I would not hurt you Y/N.”

“ Who are you trying to convince, me or you?” I respond back as i fold my arms across my chest. 

“ Depends, do you need me to show you to be able to convince you?” Shouma lifts his right arm and places his hand against the wall next to my head, as if to block or intimidate me. 

“ Yeah, like I would want you to show me anything. You can go show half of the girls in Osaka like you always do.” I push past him and leave him behind. 

To think he thinks he can say those things to me, like I’m one of the girls he sleeps with, ugh the disgust. Shouma has grown his reputation around Osaka, being the man who will sleep with any girl. I cannot even begin to imagine how many women he has slept with in our class alone, oh my gosh… Do people think that since he hangs out with Yoshino and I, that he’s slept with us… 

No way, Yoshino and i don’t even talk to anyone really, so how would they know… wait how would they know what?.. there's nothing going on.. Y/N get a grip, what is wrong with you....

I’m brought back to reality when I feel Shouma’s hair tickle my cheek and his hot breath against my ear.

“ I wouldn’t show them what I would show you, just like how you won’t show anyone those tattoos like you’ve shown me.” He whispers in my ear and walks away to grab the bag of clothing I gave him before. Without much of a good bye he walks out the door with nothing more than a lazy wave.

I'm going to kill him

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The Hunt

Shouma Toriashi X Reader ( Chapter 2 )

word count :1553 TW: strong language Summary: life as we know it can change in an instant, and so do feelings and the people you meet.

A/N: thank you to the person who uploaded this gif,

MASTERLIST

chapter 3

On our walk back to Yoshino’s place of living as always we pass by all the convenience stores and small ramen shops. 

“Hey I’m hungry, want to grab something to go?” I shout at the two in front of me. Both of them turn and nod their heads in unison. 

I walk into the shop and we’re greeted with hellos and smiles. I walk up to the register to order and ask for 3 ramen house specials with extra noodles and hot sauce for shouma and mild with an extra egg for Yoshino. 

“I’ll pay” Yoshino offers but shouma is quick to grab her hand that’s reading through her bag for her wallet. 

“ No, I'll pay.” Shouma announces, as he reaches into his pocket for his wallet. But they’re too busy with one another to realize I had already slipped the money in between the menu when I handed it back to the person at checkout. 

“ you’re fighting over nothing, it’s paid.” I sigh while walking to one of the chairs against the entrance wall to wait for the order. 

“ Y/N why would you do that! We could have paid.” Yoshino complains as she walks to the seat next to me. 

“ Where do you even get this money, you don’t even work.” Shouma speaks up. 

“ I have my ways.” I responded bluntly. 

“ what, by being one of those hostesses.” Shouma scoffs. 

“SHOUMA APOLOGIZE.” Yoshino yells at shouma while getting up to hit his head. 

“ why? Are you interested Shouma, I go for a large sum.” 

Yoshino gasps at my response and tells me not to entertain this stupid conversation. I agree with her but annoying Shouma at times is what I enjoy the most. It’s not long after where our order is ready and Shouma walks to grab the take out for us and we’re on our way back. The walk back is not long and before we know it we are at the Somei residence. 

The ramen was to die for hitting the spot. We gather all of the trash and throw it away to begin our study session. And as always Shouma and Yoshino are side by side. I always wondered if they were together and just never told me.. the dynamic in which they act could be viewed as a sibling bond.. but I know siblings and I don’t act that way with mine. Granted they are not related by blood but Yoshino always says he’s family. But there are times where Shoums doesn’t act very family towards her. 

“ alright I’m going to change out of this uniform and shower, Y/N you can join me if you want.” Yoshino stands up grabbing her extra pairs of clothing. 

“ I’m alright Yoshino. I showered at school, but could I borrow a hoodie or shorts? I want to get out of this uniform too.” 

“ oh yeah just grab what you need.” With that Yoshino is out of the room and it’s just Shouma and I. 

“ turn around or leave. I need to change.” I tell Shouma but all he does is lay on the floor with his eyes closed. 

“ No���

“ just turn around”

“ My eyes are closed I’m not interested.”

“ you idiot, I don't care, just TURN AROUND!” 

“ whatever.” 

And with that he turns around, I turn away from him as well and I  begin removing the skirt and putting on Yoshino’s sweatpants. Just as I’m removing my top, Shouma speaks up. 

“ I didn’t realize you had tattoos, cherry blossoms?” 

“ SHOUMA!” I yell turning to look at him completely forgetting that I didn’t have my top on yet. And all that it took for me to realize that was shouma’s silence and his harsh gaze on my chest. 

I quickly turn away and  throw on the hoodie I had grabbed, oh my gosh.. There's no way this is happening.

I’m snapped out of my thoughts when I hear Shouma’s voice right behind me.

“ So when did you get those flowers?”

Without a second thought and even realizing what I was doing I was turning around and my hand was going towards his face in full speed. 

*SMACK* 

I had slapped Shouma across his face, where my hand print left his cheek red. But his cheek wasn’t the only thing turning red, but my cheeks were too. I quickly attempt to get up and away from him but he’s quick to grab my wrist and pull me back down. With that I lose my balance and trip over him, where now he’s laying and I’m on top of him. 

“ let go of me!”

“ answer my question.” 

“ I don’t have to answer anything, let go Shouma!”

“ No, answer me, when did you get them and why?” Shouma instists while tightening his grip around my wrist. 

“ The Same reason you have your tattoos now let me go!” 

“Hey what’s going on i—“ Yoshino walks back into the room and a shocked look on her face as she faces both Shouma and i on the floor. 

Without a second thought i just knee Shouma down below and pull my wrist away. Shouma grunts in pain and grabs his lower parts as he huffs in pain. 

“He was being an ass, don't worry about it.” I tell Yoshino as I go back to grab my unfolded clothing from the floor. 

“Oh what did he do?” Yoshino questions.

“ I told him to look away and close his eye while I changed but he turned around and was looking at me change.”

“ SHOUMA WHAT THE HELL!” Yoshino now begins shouting and walks to where Shouma lays. And I watch her kick him on his side, not hard enough to hurt him but hard enough. “ don’t you ever pull something like that again you hear me.”

“ tsk , yes.”  Shouma grumbles from the ground as he tries to re-gather himself. 

“ Don't tsk me!” Yoshino shouts. 

“ What is going on here,what did Shouma do? I’ve been hearing a bunch of noise and Shouma’s name being called.” Hotei comes into the room with a stoic face as always. 

“ nothing it was just He was to-“ Yoshino begins speaking but I’m quick to cut her off. It’s one thing that I do something about it, but it’s another when Hotei will do something about it. 

“ nothing I had told him to mind his business at school about my gym attire but he was being annoying and I lost my temper. And tried to hit him and he stopped me, that was why you heard a bunch of noise.”

“ is that so, are you sure that’s what happened” Hotei asks again, this time looking at me instead with his intense stare. 

“ yeah why would I lie. I just admitted at attempting to  assault him.” 

“ attempted? If you attempted then why is his cheek red and he’s holding his , excuse me for my language but holding his balls.” He Questions further. 

“ Because if I truly attempted to assault him he’d have a bloody nose. But here we are, that’s why I say attempted.”  I stand up walking to my bag , trying to act nonchalantly and move on from this conversation.

With grim expression, he nods lightly and walks back out of the room and closes the door behind him. 

“ Y/N , wh-“ 

I turn quickly to signal to her to shut her mouth, because I can still feel Hotei presence behind the door. 

“ Hey Yoshino, I have you figured out what you’ll do when Shouma and I graduate?”

“ Huh, um no I haven’t… I guess you do both graduate this year.”  

“ better not get in trouble, you won’t have me or Shouma to save you.” I joke with her. 

“ I will never understand why you’re so different at school than you are in private! You act all timid and quiet with everyone at school but will fight Shouma and try to push Hotei’s buttons.” 

“ Because I don’t know those people, why would I let them have an ounce of an idea about who I am?”

 I question her. 

Yoshino has always been easy to read. She literally wears her expressions on her face, and granted since she’s been sheltered so much, she doesn’t question people much. But she should, just because the people of Osaka are nice it doesn't mean the world will treat you kindly. With that We study all together a little more until it’s late into the night.

“ Alright I’ll be heading out, I’ll wash these and give them back Yoshino, Sleep well.” I get up and gather my stuff to head back home. 

“ Are you sure you’ll be okay walking this late? I can ask someone to walk you back.” Yoshino stands up to give me a hug and checks if I’m really okay with going alone. 

“ Yeah don’t worry about it, I’ll be okay.”

“ I’ll walk you, I’ll take a smoke while I walk you.” Shouma stands and grabs his jacket.

“ it’s okay you don’t have to walk me, just have your smoke outside.”  I reassure shouma but he’s already at the bedroom door holding it open. With a sigh I just go along and don’t push it any more. 

As we walk down stairs I notice Yoahino’s grandfather from the office where the door is slightly cracked open. Just as I was about to look away, I lock eyes with Somei Renji..

[lawliet-ryuzaki-ryuga]

The Hunt

Shouma Toriashi X reader ( chapter 1)

Word count: 1163

TW: not really just so strong language…

Summary: life as we know it can change in an instant, and so do feelings and the people you meet.

MASTERLIST

chapter 2

A/N: HEY GUYS this is just a small project I wanted to start! I just got done reading the manga so I’m going to re-read it and hopefully I can better depict the characters better!! I HOPE YOU ENJOY ( p.s. DONT WORRY IM GOING TO HOP BACK ONTO MY OLD STORIES OF L AND LEVI! )

It was another day of school and homework on homework that’s been passed out.. I never understood why they bombard us like we don’t have other classes to work on.i look over to see Yoshino already walking towards my desk, with that I sit up straight ready to hear what she has to say .

“ hey Y/N do you want to come over? Shouma and I are going to study together?” Yoshino asks while putting both her palms flat against my desk and looks down at me.

“ oh yeah sure..” I nod in agreement. Behind me is shouma but he’s usually in his own world .

“Great, well I guess this is where we part ways, we’ll meet at the school entrance after this period.” With a firm nod Yoshino walks away and out of the once shared classroom we had. I stare at the class room door watch as students walk out together all looking the same as the other. Ever since I was younger I saw majority of everyone the same. Bland and simple, each face the same as the last.

At first glance people might look at us and think what an Odd group, then again we are really only each others friends. But it was for the first time that I saw people. I saw character in both Yoshino and Shouma. Deep in thought I shake out of it, and With that I get up and gather my things getting ready for the next class, physical education.

Oh how I dreaded that class, simply because it’s where both shouma and I lose our cool.

“ Hey” you kick Shouma’s chair to grab his attention. “ get up before we miss our last class.” With a look that could kill Shouma glared at me but gets up to follow.

I finally changed into the PE outfit but as always the bottoms are just too short. “ are you kidding Me I literally got then in a bigger size to hopefully be longer!! CURSE YOU ABNORMALLY LONG LEGS!”

You and Yoshino are one of the tallest girls in your class, in the whole school in fact and everything you’ve come to wear has always been an issue with length. With a sigh I muster up the courage to leave the changing room, and to my disappointment none other than Toriashi Shouma is waiting outside the female dressing room.

“Couldn’t find any shorter shorts Y/N?”

“Shut up Toriashi, these are the longest pair I have.” I huff walking away from him.

Today was a game of volleyball, not my favorite but one that i can stand. That is until I found out Shouma is on my team! Ugh I swear if I lose because of him, he’s dead meat.

“ better not fuck this up Shouma.”

“ Don’t worry, maybe if you had a bigger ass I’d be distracted.”

How dare he… that’s it he’s dead. I try to ignore his comment and walk to my center position like the team agreed on, waiting for the game to start.

During the whole game I could feel someone’s eyes on me, analyzing every movement. I should be used to it, considering being friends with Yoshino, she has hundreds of eyes watching her every move anytime we go out in public. But this gaze is different .. much different.

As the game continues on, And like always Shouma and I are fighting for dominance on our side of the court.

“ you idiot, I said it was mine! Why did you jump forward!”

“ because it was clearly in my side Y/N”

“ no it was not Shouma and you know it! You did it on purpose, there was no reason for you to be that close to my back!”

Mid game while we were taking the 3 min break trying to switch sides of the court, Shouma comes up wrapping something around my hips.

“ what are you doing?” I look down at what’s around my hips and up to the person who’s hands are tying The Jacket into a knot.

“ just keep it on”

“ Shouma you’re supposed to keep your arms covered” I whisper yell at him, I swear he never used his brain.

“Just keep it on.” He mumbles before walking away, with a sigh I just brush it off and try to focus on the game. Shouma has always been so annoying like my brother. Always trying to boss me around and oh does it make my blood boil. What makes me more upset is i always try my best to make sure he’s always covered at all times and no tattoos peak through, but he just doesn’t care.

The game finally ends and I walk up to him ready to hand him his jacket back.

“ here take it ba—.”

“ I said keep it on Y/A.”

“ the game is over, I’m giving it back to you now.”

“ No, go change, once you are changed you can give it back.” He grabs the sleeves of the jacket and ties it back firmly around my hips. I’ll be damned if he thinks I’m just going to listen to him.

“ I said take your damn jacket bastard!” I untie the jacket and chunk it at him and walk away back into the changing room. This man infuriates me, it’s not like I wasn’t Thankful but I will not be bossed around, especially by him! Who does he think he is , my father?

I quickly change out of my outfit and back to my regular uniform once I’m showered and clean. With that I grab my bag and belongings and walk out the changing room, that is until I see what looks like a fight about to happen.

“ Keep your eyes and comments to yourself.” Shouma is holding one of our male classmates against a wall. I can only imagine why this is happening.

“ Shouma that’s enough, let's go.” I grab his other hand that was free and pull him away from the poor boy. The thing about Shouma, he’s well behaved for the most part, but there are times where he’s a ticking time bomb.

“ This is why I tell you to cover up your tattoos, if you don’t want people looking Listen to me.”

“ and the next time I tell you to keep the jacket ,listen to me. There won’t be a next time actually, next time you’re wearing my jogging pants.” He fights back with an attitude in his tone.

“ Like hell I am, they are too big on me.”

“ i don’t care.”

“ I’m not going to wear them, focus on covering your tattoos and stop focusing on me.” I bite back with the same attitude.

“ and rather they focus on my tattoos and not on your whole legs!”

“ Hey, what’s going on guys? You guys can be heard miles away.” Yashino walks up to where I and Shouma are standing .

“ He’s blaming me that my shorts are too short. That’s what he’s complaining about Yashino .”

“ Excuse me ? Shouma do you think we want to be this tall where nothing fits!” Yoshino jumps into the argument.

“ I’m not blaming anyone, both you and Y/N need to just wear pants instead during physical education.” Shouma closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose in annoyance.

“ you don’t tell us what to do!” Both Yoshino and I yell in unison.

“ you know what… I don’t give a fuck , lets just go home for fuck sakes.” Shouma pushed through, leading the way back to both him and Yoshino’s place.

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Masterlist

Masterlist

- Death note ( Lawliet)

-H X H ( Illumi Zoldyck)

-Attack on Titans ( Levi Ackerman)

-Yakuza Fiance ( Shouma Toriashi)

DEATH NOTE

L x Reader

Analyzer

chapter 1 ANALYZER

chapter 2 ANALYZER

chapter 3 ANALYZER

chapter4 ANALYZER

chapter 5 ANALYZER

chapter 6 ANALYZER

chapter 7 ANALYZER

L HC’s

L with a Bipolar Significant other 

L with ADHD s/o

L hearing someone speak unkindly of his S/O

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H X H 

Illumi Zoldyck X Reader 

CONTROL

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

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ATTACK ON TITANS

Levi Ackerman X Reader

CAPTAIN

chapter 1 

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Yakuza Fiance

Shouma Toriashi X Reader

THE HUNT

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4