#tsunemi chiba x reader

[pinkt3aa]

omg i’m so happy that you take requests☺️☺️, can you do a Chiba or Taira with a cute shy s/o it can be how you want it💘💘💘

Thank you!!!!🫶🏽🫶🏽

Chiba with a cute and shy s/o! 𖤐

contains-no pronouns used for reader, fluff, 244 words

- He thinks your the cutest thing ever and when he says it he means it

- Chiba stands behind you, so if you’re speaking to someone he’ll have a hand on your hip or on the small of your back. Just as long as he has some physical contact with you he’s happy

- He’ll tease you and likes the sight of your embarrassed smile but he won’t go over the top and overwhelm you

- He tries to make sure your comfortable with his friends

- One thing you two enjoy more than anything to do together is visit new places around town. From new restaurants to a new arcade just built.

- And if you’re out together and someone’s gaze lingers on you for a little too long he’ll have no problem getting into a fight for you

- Over time of your relationship you’d grow more accustom to doing ‘couple things’ in public. Meaning you’d cup his cheek to place a kiss on his lips which will have him smiling for the rest of the day

- Always kisses you before doing anything even if you try shoving him away in embarrassment he’s getting that kiss

- He’ll totally keep a photo of you in his wallet

- He also likes to give you little gifts. Like a bracelet he made or a plush that reminded him of you

- In General he’ll go out of his way for you♡

[ryusukeswife]

Hey!!! I was wondering if you can do Chiba having a crush on the reader and asking them on a date🫶🏽🫶🏽

UPTOWN GIRL

pairings . tsunemi chiba x gn! reader.

summary . the moment chiba saw you, he fell head over heels. now that you two were closer than ever, he decided to take the next big step.

content . language / chiba is nervous / mentions of crowds / the reader is smooth as hell though / fluff

author’s note . in my headcanon, chiba is the perfect man, anon. so glad you’re asking for chiba appreciation 😭.

You didn’t think that going to an underground club was a good idea, but of course, your friends would always insist on taking you places. The night was filled with the smell of beer and sweat ; two unflattering smells that you hated.

It was also full of loudness. People running across the stage and rapping out insults at each other to get a rise out of the audience. For some reason, it would always end in a vocal argument backstage that everyone could hear.

Intimidating as it was, it wasn’t hard to fit in if you just laid low — so that’s exactly what you did for a majority of the night. The uptown of Tokyo was lively on weekends. You would hear sounds of many bands coming from the speakers of social bars and grills ; before you went downstairs, you heard the melodic singing of Billy Joel from a YMCA just next to the facility.

That night was fight night. Not actually a physical fight night, but it was just as intense. Two audience members would walk on stage to spit verses at their opponents, battling it out until the crowd would decide who the winner was. The loser would always get shammed ( genuinely, it was a miracle that some losers would even bother to show their face around the club again ).

You walked in, were greeted by the unthreatening bouncer, and stumbled into the main area where all the regulars were gathered, bopping their hand to the sound of rhythms from the speakers. Your eyes met a young man with coily brown hair, a decent amount of stubble on his chin. He was tearing up the microphone with his voice. In a way, his presence had gotten you hyped before you even knew what he was going to say.

You spoke with him later that night — you learned that his name was Tsunemi Chiba, but he would just go by Chiba. He worked at a local ramen shack, he liked music, and he was in a band. The band part was no surprise, he had a damn good personality — you would’ve been surprised if he wasn’t in one.

Chiba almost flipped his lid when you slid your number into his pocket. He got so excited that you could see his face light up with every shade of red possible. You walked away from him that night and he started to run around frantically — like a teenage girl who’s crush just noticed her in the hallways of school.

You started to call him about 3 times a week. Usually on the days after his performances. You would tell him that he did a good job, he would thank you, and it would stop there — over the months, those conversations turned into laughs, those laughs turned into hours zooming by.

You would stop by Chiba’s workplace to grab food, but also to see him and talk to him. Sometimes his boss would yell at him for getting so excited and almost shouting every time he would see you walk by.

His attitude would change tremendously when you would be around. Chiba ; who seems like such an extreme, go-getter type of guy would immediately melt like putty the moment he would see you. When you would talk, his eyes would soften and he would stare at you with such intrigue in his eyes.

You will never forget the day he finally worked up the courage to ask you out.

You two were standing outside of the ramen place he worked at. Chiba had one of his sneakers pressed against the wall as you two talked about your day. You noticed how his hands fidgeted more than usual, like he was going to explode if he didn’t admit something to you.

“Are you constipated?” You teased, Chiba’s eyes shooting open.

“What? No,” he shook his head nonchalantly, one of his hands fiddling with something in the pocket on his black jeans, “it’s just hot as hell. Hah, it really wasn’t a good idea for you to come out here and get ramen on the hottest day of summer, y’know

“Whatever you say. I guess I should start heading home before the container gets too cold — nobody likes cold broth.” You start to turn on your heel, taking a few steps forward.

“Wait,” Chiba stopped you, reaching out his hand flatly to stop you in your tracks, “c.. can I ask you something?” His voice seemed almost uncertain — like he was ponder something in his head.

“Hm? What’s up?” You asked, facing him again with a smug smile.

“So … I was thinking — since, y’know … Beck is performing at Grateful Sound soon. I was wondering if — maybe afterwards … you would want to..” Chiba’s voice started to fade the more he actually started to process what he was saying. It was a dramatic change from his normal, confident self. Anybody who knew Chiba for 5 minutes could tell that he was nervous — just by the way he was struggling to hold on to any of his words. “… y/n, would you want to go out with me?!” His voice raised. He finally exploded.

“Really?” You asked, eyes narrowing the more you thought about it. “Yeah, that sounds great, Chi.”

“… I knew you were going to say no, but I promise you, this does not have to be— wait, what?” Before he finished his apologetic monologue that he had surprisingly prepared, his body stood tensely. “Y/n, you will?”

“Why not? As long as it’s not the most boring date ever of course. Knowing you — you would never make things boring on purpose. So why not?”

Chiba gave you a toothy grin, shaking like a rocket ship that was about to take off. “I promise you — it’ll be the best damn date you’ll ever go on!”

[ickymichi]

“we’ll wish this never ends”- ryusuke minami. x

(i’m so proud of this pls just skim through it<3)

laying on ryusukes chest, the rhythmic beat of his heart that vibrates as he sings to you, his guitar that was being played not to long ago cast aside so you could rest comfortably. his arm rubbing soothing patterns up and down your arm as yours did the same on his bare chest.

“hello there, the angel from my nightmare”

you always thought his voice was beautiful, he never listened when you complimented it though. you swear he never listens like you do. every chord he plays, lyric he sings and complaint he speaks you listen. you feel that man only listens when your covered in a layer of sweat above him.

“the shadow in the background of the morgue, the unsuspecting victim”

you did everything and anything for ryusuke. going to nearly every show-no matter if it’s down the street or across the world-, giving him lends of money when he needs it, prying bottles of alcohol out of his hand with tears blurring your vision, lying on his behalf to make sure he doesn’t get his ass handed to him, even following him to new york when he felt it was all to much. people would say the most ryusuke has done for you is actually remember your birthday this year.

“of darkness in the valley, we can live like Jack and Sally if we want”

moments like these were ones you cherished, ryusuke’s dream had him either on stage or in the studio. and you weren’t one to stop that dream-if anything you encouraged it-you always came over to ray’s house, you’d stay for hours on end and most days you’d sleepover. the thought of leaving being to much to bear. even though he’s not a huge help, he’d still have a go at trying to help you with your studying. moments like these were just some of the many you cherish.

“and in the night, we'll wish this never ends, we'll wish this never ends”

your favourite thing about being apart of ryusuke’s life was seeing the light in his eyes when he talked to you about a song he’s been writing made your heart fill with admiration. and when he told you the latest song he wrote was about you every butterfly that was sleeping in your stomach came to life and flew around every inch of your belly.

“I miss you, I miss you, I miss you, I miss you”

the soothing sound of ryusuke’s voice was something you could listen to forever. the first time he gave you a copy of a song he wrote for you was one you’ll never forget. it’s always been your favourite song since then-if you could get it tattooed in your brain you really would- every day you listen to the playlist he’s made full of songs for you.

“where are you? and I'm so sorry”

you would say the most ryusuke has done for you is be there when those people aren’t. like right now at 3:16 in the early morning, the stars and moon’s reflection rippling off the fishing pond outside the open door. he’s here right now when your friends aren’t. he’s here when those friends are on a vacation in a sunny beach getting day drunk, he’s there when they aren’t consoling over your upcoming exams. he’s there when they claim he’s probably off with some groupie.

“I cannot sleep, I cannot dream tonight”

the soothing sound of ryusuke’s voice must’ve had you zoning out for a while. his arm was still running up and down your arm and so was your hand on his chest, he was still singing and beck was still snoring outside. all was the same except your cheeks feel a bit more damp then before. bringing a hand to the area, it felt as if a puddle was on your face. ryusuke wasn’t stupid, of course not. he knows well you’ve been in a world of your own, absent tears falling from your tired eyes. he didn’t say anything, he just gently pushed your head back to his chest, keeping that hand on the crown of your head. continuing to sing as even louder sobs started shaking through your body.

“I need somebody and always, this sick, strange darkness comes creeping on, so haunting every time”

people think they know everything. always assuming your something like ray’s mother. doing and buying everything for him while he lies back and strums on a guitar. they assume that when he sees him alone in mit-chan’s bar that your at his house, washing his clothes and cleaning his floors while he waits for one of his side pieces. they assume ryusuke minami is a good for nothing piece of shit who got lucky in the world just because he can strum together some chords and call it music. they assume your too blinded by his boyish charm and looks too see how much of an ass he is.

“and as I stare, I counted, The webs from all the spiders”

you’d give everything and anything for ryusuke minami. you’d drop everything and move across the world if he told you to, youd sit for hours and play with his hair if it meant he would sleep easy that night. day in and day out you would sit and listen to him play that guitar with those 7 bullet holes that he somehow made sound like heaven. you’d stand in a crowd of sweaty bodies every night if it meant you could see him live his dreams up on those stages.

“catching things and eating their insides, like indecision to call you and hear your voice of treason”

you’d give up everything and anything for ryusuke minami. and you, despite everyone and their mother telling you that he’s the worst person they’ve ever met. they tell you; he makes the girls cry, he never returns the money he borrows, that he’s just some kid that lived in america for a while and thinks he’s hot shit. you’d give it all for ryusuke minami, and you know- every bone in your body knows- that in the strum of a guitar string, ryusuke minami would give up everything and anything for you and the earth you walk on.

“will you come home and stop this pain tonight? stop this pain tonight”

[pinkt3aa]

fanboy

tsunemi chiba x fem! reader ♡

contains-cursing, 1,041 words

He’s hot. the thought ringed in your head. You had done a little research of the boy who invited you out to a concert he was in. Meaning you had asked your friends about him and stalked his social media. He seemed like a cool person in general. He was just a classmate of yours and after a few chats here and there he invited you to see what he does in his free time.

And he certainly did the most at the concert. Looking up at him with your big eyes and your skimpy tank top you stared in admiration at your class mate jumping around the stage spitting out lyrics that made the crowd rumble.

Even some of his band mates stepped back in fear that he’d land on them after his jump. You did catch some of the glances he’d throw your way with a well known smirk.

It all just made your heart jump.

Soon after the show Chiba had found you in the crowd with a jacket now over his figure and perched a brow, “so how was it?”

A chuckle came from your lips “I liked it a lot and not to mention you were pretty hot up there if I saw so my self”. A loud whistle was heard from behind you both making bit of your heads swing to the direction. It was one of Chibas band mates with the long hair.

“Shut up Ryusuke” he stuck out his tongue embarrassed, “Do you maybe want to go somewhere to eat instead of hanging here with these losers” his eyes hung low on the ground

“Yeah sure why not” you grinned. Those words sent a huge smile on his face. “Great okay uh theres a good ramen place near here, cheap, and yeah”. The poor boy was stuttering over his words. Nodding you both started walking away from the area with claps heard behind you making both of your hearts beat faster. The walk to the place was quiet with the only thing heard being the beating of your hearts.

Entering the small shop it was decorated very traditionally. Stepping up the the counter the lady asked what was the table for. “Table for two please” holding up to fingers. The lady nodded at your words grabbing two menus and guiding you to a booth near the back. Sitting across from each other you were first to break the silence. “You know being in a band wouldn’t be the first thing to expect looking at you” you teased

“Huh! I’m a hundred percent band material”

“Are Not”

“Are too!”

“Are Not!”

“Are too!”

A giggle escaped your lips, “I’m only joking chiba” flipping the page of the menu to look at your options which all seemed good. “You performed really well though I’ll have to give you credit”. Your comment of praise gave the boy in front of you a confidence boost and a swelling heart. “Hello! Are you two ready to order?” An employee asked.

Turning your head to face the older lady you looked down at the menu once more then nodding, “can i please get miso ramen please”. During the whole interaction Chiba watched in awe taking in your features till the lady had moved on to him asking him what his order was. “Same thing please” handing her the menus.

Nodding she walked away leaving you two alone once more. “You have really pretty eyes”

Turning your gaze towards him you had an akward smile with rosy cheeks, “Theyre nothing special”. At your words Chiba shook his head in disapproval “I like them”. Muttering a quiet thank you, you both spoke about different things including what you were learning in class.

The dinner went by quickly you were sad to leave after all the fun laughs you had. Stepping outside the store you took a puff of air taking a look up to the moon. Chiba had forgotten his jacket in the booth and went to retrieve it. The moon was so pretty. Something that people tend to take for granted. As Chiba stepped outside he followed your gaze to the round glowing thing in the night sky.

“Beautiful, huh?”

“That it is” you confirmed

“Ready to go it’s getting late”

“Yup”

And with that you both were on your merry way. “Back to what you said in there Eminem is superior”. Shaking your head disapprovingly you started, “I mean yeah he was but he should’ve retired a long time ago”. Fuck. Well you did have a point. “C’mon you know I’m right” you teased. Placing a hand over your mouth he pretended not to hear you. “You hear anything? Yeah me either”

Moving his hand away from your mouth a genuine laugh rumbled in your lungs. “Looks like i got myself a fanboy over here”

“Since day 1” he nodded

In Little to no Time the walk to your house seemed like seconds. “This is me” pointing to your house earning a nod from him. Walking up to your front door you were about to unlock it till you forgot one last thing you had to do. Running back over to Chiba you took a deep breath before pressing your lips on to his. Oh how embarrassing it’d be if he didn’t like you back but it was just a thought of the moment kinda thing.

You pulled away embarrassed, “I like you Chiba and I had a lot of fun tonight”

You expected for him to decline your feelings but no. Instead he pushed his lips back on to yours with a wide grin on his lips. “I like you too”.

“Holy shit i didnt think you’d like me back” you awkwardly chuckled with a hand over your heart to steady your breathing then put one hand on his shoulder and leaned in to peck him on the cheek. “I better get going before my parents nag at me good night Chiba!” With that you ran up to your door unlocking it and running inside all giddy like a teenage girl in a rom com.

Chiba with a giddy smile on his face walked his whole way home replaying the scenes of earlier with you in his head.

[ickymichi]

“SHE SAID LOOK MA NO HANDS!”

with chiba tsunemi.

warnings: alcohol & drug consumption, suggestive at the end, swearing, dancing with no room for jesus, chiba being himself.

things to know: +16, not proofread.

note: this wasn’t as good as i hoped, i just didn’t know how to end it so yeah, but i luv chiba and am posting this anyway <3.

@kakuachoo finished and posted this for u bad. <3

mymattsun 2022. reblogs and feedback are greatly appreciated. do not repost or modify on this or any other platform.

chiba loved going out and drinking like any other guy does, but what does he love more than going out and drinking ? going out drinking with you of course!! well, he’d like it more if some guy wasn’t talking to some guy at the bar for the past ten minutes.

maybe it was an old friend? a classmate? a relative, even? that’s what chiba kept telling himself so he wouldn’t walk up and sock the guy till he couldn’t even look at you anymore. but why do you look so uncomfortable all of a sudden? why is he touching your waist like that? why can he see your eyebrows scrunched up—how they get when you scold him for flinching when you do his hair—.

‘if some douche is touching up your bae, walk up and either sock him or kiss her, works every time’ that’s right! that’s what ryusuke told him last night at practice! straining his posture as he stands, chiba makes a beeline to you across the crowded club floor.

“hey uh, what’s taking so long?” ‘oh and make sure you sound confident.’ yep. definitely not confident. “oh sorry baby, i was just gonna come back” even with the booming music chiba can still hear the tremor in your voice as you turn to face him with pleasing eyes. the strangers grip still tight on your waist. where chiba’s hand always rests. “oh? this the big bad boyfriend you were talking about?” chiba thinks you can physically see his eye twitch over the sentence the man ended with a chuckle. “get your hands off them before i rip ‘em off” “go ahead jackass,” the two man stand in tandem, as if trying to show who’s the bigger man.

although his hand was removed from your waist chiba still wasn’t backing down, he’d start a fight with anything that breathes when he’s sober, so when he’s on his fourth drink if he stubs his toe, the table isn’t making it out. and if you were being honest you really didn’t want to cause a scene and potentially get thrown out. “chiba just leave it, c’mon” taking his hand and your drinks—leaving the one he tried to buy you—you moved to go back to your table. “better listen to em hot shot, don’t want her undies in an even bigger twist.”

once away from the commotion you let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding, sitting yourself down on the velvet couch, that was until chiba moved you into his lap. “exerting your dominance i see?” tutting at your remark chiba flicked his head in the direction you just came. “prick’s still watchin’ us” sipping on your drink you let your gaze fall to the male that was indeed, still watching you. as if a lightbulb appeared above your head chiba squeezed your side to get your attention. “whatchu’ thinkin’ bout?” he asked, kissing the skin on your exposed neck. “just thinkin’ we should go give him a show” stilling his movements, you felt chiba smirk against the spot he kissed. “i like your way of thinkin’ baby” he said, grabbing his drink and downing it before moving you from his lap and to the dancefloor.

once on your feet the sound of “no hands” started shaking the floor, making a wide smile cross your face as you reach for chiba’s hand and sing to him before twirling around to press your back to his chest, head against his shoulder as you both sing the lyrics with chiba’s hands now on your waist moving you to the song. chiba’s smooth voice singing to you had your smile growing and becoming infectious to chiba as he felt your ass against his belt buckle and the guy that was hitting on you previously sitting at the bar with a sour face and a tight grip on his glass, all while keeping eye contact with your boyfriend.

as the song bled into the next and the next, and one more drink became a few more and some shots. and now with one as bad as the other, you and chiba finally decided to head home. “i swear, if i see his ass i’ll beat him till no bitch will ever look at him!” chiba yelled to no one as he tried to light the joint between his lips. “i know you would baby” you slurred. “c’mere lemme help” taking the lighter from him you brought it to the tip and let it burn until chiba took it away, inhaling the smoke and bringing a hand to your neck to lure you to his lips. once a hair distance away he blew the smoke into your open mouth, ending it with a kiss that was more tongue and teeth than anything. realising you’re in fact in the middle of a crowed street filled with other drunkards, you pull away from your lover out not far enough that you can’t feel his breath on your face. “damn that was hot” he said nonchalantly while taking another drag. “let’s go home i’m hungry as fuck, and kinda horny” chiba told you with the joint still between his lips. “me too i guess. wanna stop at the chip shop?” you suggested, feeling your stomach agree with you. “huh? you wanna fuck in the middle of the chop shop? baby, let’s get you some water instead.” looking at him with a face that read; “what in the name are you even talking about” before letting out a loud laugh and falling into chiba’s side.

after your little laugh attack, you wiped a stray tear from your eye and leant onto chiba’s shoulder. “you’re too funny sometimes baby.” taking a few drags from the burning joint.

“wait so we not fucking in the chip shop?”

[ickymichi]

CHIBA TSUNEMI BF HCS!!

warnings: swearing, chiba gets his own warning.

note: first time writing for beck, m probably gonna do taira n ryusuke aswell. but this is for my own personal indulgence cause the fandom is nonexistent on this app. reblogs are greatly appreciated <3

©hotboyissei 2021

i don’t care chiba would be a rlly good bf, just listen.

although it’s like having a whole child, it would be so much fun. never a dull moment.

let me begin.

goes to the bar with you probably every second night. but you nearly have to have him on a leash, like if he’s going to the toilet you might as well go with him cause he’s probably starting a fight.

if a guy looks at you for a second too long he’s getting floored.

loves showing you the bands music and bringing you to practices or even the club he raps at.

makes me think of soundcloud rappers n their gfs😭

but genuinely gets so happy when you show interest in the band.

he didn’t plan to outwardly introduce you to the others, it kinda happened by accident.

you were just coming back from a cute lickle date with chiba and all the others just happened to be there (definitely not spying after seeing chiba with a girl)

for dates he’s literally just like let’s go to the bar or your favourite restaurant then back to his place. nothing big and extra.

loves when you actually come to see his shows, makes him go ten times harder then he already does.

but then when he goes on tours he gets sad cause he can’t see you for a while.

but that’s okay you’ll probably go with maho to a city they’re in along the way :))

likes to buy you shit but sometimes that shit just doesn’t make sense. like chiba,, why exactly do we need a teddy bear cookie jar you found from the thrift shop?

doesn’t matter mf just trying his best. >:(

also funny little one mf tries to keep you as far away from ryusuke as possible, just in case he tries funny business .

[ryusukeswife]

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