#wind breaker tsubakino

[heartfall-syndrome]

I redrew some manga panels

[yanderederee]

Orange Theory

Bofurin Edition

concept: The Orange Peel Theory is from a viral trend where you ask your partner to bring you an orange. If they bring it to you peeled and ready to eat, it indicates that they're thoughtful and caring. If they bring it to you with the rind still on, it could indicate a lack of consideration.

a/n:I tried sticking as closely to their character colors as I could٩( ᐛ )و I also tried including as many characters as I could, even lesser written characters like Tsubakino/Taiga/Kiryu/lowkey Kaji too lol… I hope you like and agree!♡

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Sakura Haruka

Poor boy would be so lost.

“I’m really craving an orange…” you mumbled to yourself.

“There’s some in the kitchen.” Sakura would reply casually, popping another grape in his mouth.

You’re silent for a while. Eventually he picks up on it and looks at you with a raised brow. “What’s up?” He’d ask.

“Can… you bring it to me please?” You’d ask. Sakura wouldn’t mind. He’d simply nod and hoist himself up, walk into the kitchen, and return with two unpeeled oranges. “I kinda want one too…”

He hands you one, distracted by the group chat on his phone as he began to peel the orange in his hand.

You were beginning to give up on the test, looking down at the unpeeled orange solemnly. “You haven’t touched your orange, you okay?” He’d ask, cluelessly.

“Im fine..” you’d reply, feeling silly for feeling so distant.

Sakura knows something’s up, so instead, he leans over, and takes the orange from your hand, replacing it with orange he had just peeled from his other hand. “If you wanted me to peel it for you, ya couldn’a said somethin’.”

Overall; 4/10. He sees you as a person who can do simple things for themselves, and may only feel the need to act more considerate if he notices you having a hard time.

Suou Hayato

The two of you decided on having a movie night at your place, and Suou thought it’d be courteous to bring a bag of oranges with him as a gift.

“You know what they say, oranges being good luck and prosperity.” (I was the one who wrote this and I still expected to proof-read ‘an orange a day keeps the doctor away.’)

Before you even had the chance to ask for one, he’s asking to use your kitchen to fix one up for you.

You agree, trying to watch him from the kitchen entrance. He smiles sweetly at you and politely asks you to wait for him in the movie viewing area.

It’s curious, but you do as he says.

He returns soon with a plate, neatly peeled and decorated.

Also asks if you would prefer a fork, if you didn’t want to risk getting your fingers sticky. It’s a little over the top, but he’s only trying to be considerate.

Overall: 11/10, He even saves the peels for Umemiya to use as compost. Encourages you to eat the entire plate, but will indulge in one if you insist.

Nirei Akihiko

Nirei asked if you’d like to binge your favorite show that night. As you both stopped by the store to pick up snacks for the binge, you remembered a couples trend, centered around the oranges in front of you.

You bought a couple, the excuse for them being one of your snacks for the night. Sweet Nirei praises you for making such a healthy snack choice, and even inspires him to put back some of his own snacks to live up to your example.

Just as you were about to begin the binge, you got very comfortable on the couch, and batted your eyelashes at your sweet boyfriend. “Can you bring me an orange please? I forgot them in the kitchen..”

Immediately agrees and hops up from beside you and to the kitchen.

He’s very happily humming to himself as he’s concentrating on the orange, walking back to the couch trying to get a good peel started.

Poor Nirei is so bad at it though, only able to peel off little bits of rind at a time. Half way through the first episode, the orange is crudely peeled, and he’s holding a slice out to you for you to eat.

Overall: 9/10, while its poor, he peels the orange with no indication you need him to, and feeds it to you one by one. ♡

Sugishita Kyotaro

Oh no.

Umemiya led you to Furin’s back yard area, eager to show you and Sugishita the fruits(haha) of his labor; a freshly grown baby orange tree.

Sugishita is immensely proud of his senior, and praises him for his hard work. Umemiya sends you two off with only one orange, since he needs to share the few he did receive from this harvest with the others.

At first, Sugishita doesn’t want to eat it. He wants to preserve it for as long as he can because it was something his previous Umemiya grew.

After a few comments like “It’ll go bad soon, you wouldn’t want Umemiya-san’s efforts to go to waste, would you?”

No way in hell would Sugishita allow that.

Sugishita hands you the orange, perhaps too nervous of accidentally crushing the fruit with his immense strength.

If you’re too slow on the take to peel it, he will accept the task. However, his worries are warranted, you discover, when he shares a slightly soft and dripping orange with you.

Overall: 5/10. He’ll initially wait for you to peel the orange, but he’s too impatient and will offer to do it instead. It’s slightly crushed, but that’s okay.

Hiragi Toma

You asked Hiragi to come over and help you with some yard work. Of course he’s happy to help.

During a break from the work, you lazily asked him to bring you an orange while sitting in front of the box fan.

He chuckles, kisses your sweaty cheek, and walks off to fulfill your request.

It takes him a minute, until he asks from the door way, “Can I go ahead and make some juice outta these?”

You blink wide at him, unexpectedly. “If… if you want to.” You mumble in response.

He nods, hustling back into the kitchen, before he begins peeling multiple oranges, and blending them up and straining them to make a fresh orange juice.

He returns with two full glasses and a half pitcher resting in your fridge. “You’ve worked hard today, hopefully this helps.”

Overall: 11/10, one of Hiragi’s love languages is acts of service, and of service he is to you all the time. Mr. “You want it? I got it.”

Kiryu Mitsuki

Sweeet sweet baby.

The two of you are just hanging out in his room, listening to whatever bedroom-pop song he put on while you both scrolled on your phones.

You come across the orange theory while on a social media app; and grin.

“Mitsuu~ I’d like an orange~.” You singsong to your boyfriend.

Kiryu looks up from his phone, and lazily hums. “Good idea~ can you bring me up one too?” He asks.

Your mouth almost hits the floor at his casual tone, but it ends when you see him hoist himself up from the bed, laughing “Just kidding angel~ I’ll be right back.”

Holding one of his many plushies close to your side, you wait for your boyfriend.

Kiryu returns with an unpeeled orange and a knife. The knife takes you by surprise at first, but once he sits at his little table and begins working on the orange, you realize he’s cutting it into sections with the rind on.

He offers you a slice with a lazy smile. Once you take it, he quickly pops a slice into his own mouth, making a cute wide orange smile.

The unexpected action sends you into a fit of laughter, your adorable boyfriend only grinning wider and blushing at how cute you are.

Overall: 10/10 I guess? He loves seeing you smile and actively does things to make you do so.

Kaji Ren

Oop

The two of you will be chilling on the Furin rooftop, enjoying the cool breeze and quiet hours, now that everyone was finally gone.

The only sound coursing through the air was the music escaping from his headphones, which lay carefully by his side, instead of his neck, so you could both enjoy the tune.

A bag of snacks lay between the two of you. You felt a bit peckish, so you glanced over at the bag and spotted an orange. Quickly, you get the idea to test the orange theory.

“Re~n, could you give me the orange?” You ask, feigning your inability to get it yourself as he was closer to the bag than you were.

Kaji looked over and spotted the orange from the bag. He reached over with ease and made a gesture like he was preparing to underhand throw it at you.

You quickly crossed your arms to show you did Not want him to throw it. He considered his options for a second, before huffing, sitting up, and leaning over so the orange was just a few inches from your reach.

‘Damn.’ You frowned. ‘Maybe this wasn’t the right opportunity to ask?’

Kaji noticed the disappointment on your face, but even after staring at you and trying to figure out what was causing your sour mood, he couldn’t imagine why. He gave you the orange just like you asked, and didn’t throw it.

“What?” He asks bluntly, causing you to flinch. “Nothing.” You replied back, closing your eyes to enjoy the evening breeze once again.

However, your answer was unsatisfactory, and your orange was left untouched. He really had no idea what he did wrong.

Kaji walks over to you, and squats to glare at you. “Quit lyin’ ‘n just spit it out.” He’d press. If you kept being stubborn, he’d just tickle you ruthlessly until he got his answer.

“T-the orange..! Aha—it, ehe… it w-was a test!” You yelped. Once you came clean, Kaji would stop just for a second to let you explain further.

Once you explained it clearly for him, his expression only soured further, tickling you even more sternly. You screamed for him to stop but he refused.

“That’s so dumb, of course I care about you. If you want me to peel a damn orange just say so, ‘n I’ll do it.” He huffed, finally releasing you and sitting by your side.

Overall, 1/10. Kaji is extremely caring and indeed will do anything for you, as long as he knows what’s expected of him. He’s doesn’t much appreciate his affections being tested in such a lame way though.

Taiga Tsugeura

Sweet angel child

You agreed to come over to his house and spot him as he did his usual muscle training routine.

Once he’s finally tired himself out, he begins talking about wanting a healthy snack. He’s going through the options he has while raiding through his cabinets.

As he does this, you notice a load of fruit in his fruit bowl. “You should eat a banana Taiga. Would you mind getting me an orange while you’re there, please?” You’d ask him nicely.

He grins as bright as the sun at your suggestion. “Great thinkin’ Y/n!!” He’s quick to grab both the banana and orange from the bowl. Before he can hand you the orange, his grin becomes more mischievous.

“Check this out,” he says with pride, holding the fruit in both hands. Then, with a quick snap, he rips the orange in half.

You’re BAFFLED. mouth agape and simply, STUNNED. Your shocked expression is all he wanted. He laughs hard, and displays the two halves face up, his own face in the middle.

“Cool huh!” He asks, before doing the same thing with the banana. “Want me to break the rest up for ya?”

Honestly, you aren’t sure what to say.

Overall: 7/10. He… does? It? But it’s more because he wants to show off a cool skill of his than he’s doing it for your sake. He also always asks you if you want him to peel your oranges, so… the thought is there.

Tsubakino Tasuku

Aaaaahh! (Post edited to use he/him pronouns)

You were cuddled up with Tsubaki in his bed after a long day. After a well deserved nap, you woke up when Tsubaki gently slid out from under you, assumingely to use the bathroom or something necessary.

Groggily, you reached out your hand, and whined. “Dar~ling~ ‘so snacky… can.. you bring me back… an orange… pleeeeasssse…”

Tsubaki thought you were the absolute cutest. “Of course my dove~” he would kiss your forehead and pat your hair down sweetly. “I’ll be right back.”

You fell back asleep, but when you did wake up, you saw Tsubaki only a few feet away painting his nails. “Ah! You fell asleep before I got back, you know!” He pouted.

You giggled an apology, and looked around for the orange you’d asked for. “On the nightstand darling.” Tsubaki helped direct you.

You are not expecting to look over and see a dazzling fruit assortment waiting for you. Halved grapes, thinly sliced strawberries, heart shaped banana slices, and bite sized mandarin oranges, all neatly assorted in a bowl…. With a sprinkle of sugar making the entire display shine.

You’re stunned, gasping at the beautiful display. “It’s so cute!! All for me?” You asked, glazed eyes seeking your partner out. He giggled back. “Of course all for you~ enjoy!” And blew you a kiss.♡

Overall: ∞/10. Are you kidding me? Tsubaki ABSOLUTELY would go ABOVE and BEYOND for the ones he loves, ESPECIALLY his partner. PUT SOME RESPECT ON BABE’S NAME RIGHT NOW OR SO HELP ME!!!

Umemiya Hajime

As much as your boyfriend wishes he could grow a fruit tree of his own, he knows that they take time. So, he settles for easy to grow vine fruits like Strawberries and blueberries.

He loves making you an assortment of berries, and presenting them to you with love. It’s so so very sweet.

ALWAYS encourages you to eat vegetables and fruits, even if you’re not in the mood for them. “They’re super good for your health y/n!”

So you indulge him.

When it’s you who’s asking instead, “Can you bring me an orange please?” He’s elated.

“YES MA’AM!” He all but yells, rushing to get you just that.

Umemiya returns with two imperfectly peeled oranges. He’s a little clumsy with it, but he’s just excited.

Loves sharing food with you and will hand feed you them like a goddess.

Overall, 12/10. The assignment is to gauge one’s thoughtfulness, and Umemiya blows it out of the water. He wants nothing but the best for you and aims to give it to you tenfold.

[nrverr]

tsubakino~

[satorisoup]

⌗ 𝐂𝐀𝐍 𝐈 𝐆𝐄𝐓 𝐀 𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐒 .ᐣ ⁝ ( ᰔ )

— bofurin boys

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ﾉ fluff. kisses. she/her pronouns used for tsubaki :3

𝐇𝐀𝐉𝐈𝐌𝐄 𝐔𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐘𝐀 | forehead kisses —

umemiya loves to leave small kisses on your forehead. seeing as how he’s quite tall, he loves being able to bend down and leave a chaste kiss right in the center, smiling wide with a happy grin afterward at the sweet blush on your face. his hand will hold the back of your head to keep you in place, fingers slipping between strands of your hair and his lips soft as they connect with your skin.

𝐇𝐀𝐘𝐀𝐓𝐎 𝐒𝐔𝐎 | hand kisses —

suo enjoys leaving trickles of gentle kisses along the expanse of your hands. cupping them in his before bringing them up to his lips, leaving small pecks that dance along your fingers in his wake. he’s a gentleman, after all, so he’ll always make sure to kiss the top of your hand hello, and peck your fingertips goodbye.

𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐔𝐊𝐀 𝐒𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐑𝐀 | cheek kisses —

although sakura may never admit it, he loves the feeling of your soft lips grazing his cheeks. the way you pinch them for him to look your way, giggling as you softly peck the chub of his cheek. albeit he’s a bit nervous to show affection in public, but when in private, he may grumble under his breath before leaving a rushed kiss on your cheek too. he’s blushing madly, but he’s still as cute as ever.

𝐌𝐈𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐈 𝐊𝐈𝐑𝐘𝐔 | nose kisses —

kiryu absolutely adores your nose. it’s just so cute, he can’t help but leave a small peck right at the tip. he’ll softly pinch it as he laughs, leaning in close to your reddening face before moving his head side to side, giving you sweet butterfly kisses as he smiles. just to tease you, he may just very softly bite at the point of your nose, telling you just how adorable it is and how much he loves to kiss it.

𝐓𝐀𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐔 𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐁𝐀𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐎 | eye kisses —

tsubaki is incredibly endeared by your eyes, soft smile on her face as she leans down from the tops of her high heels, watching as your eyes flutter closed. she’ll leave small kisses on your eyelids, and carefully kiss your eyelashes in a fond gentleness. she’ll giggle once you look in the mirror, red lipstick smudges in the creases of your lids, telling you she just can’t help herself.

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[perpetuallyexhaustedlibrarian]

Tsubaki my love you are so damn hot

Girl is ready to throw down

[eeniiart]

I have an idea with this au, I just don't know how to draw it, so until then here is some figure drawing practice with Suo and Tsubakino :D

[pfpanimes]

⌕ wind breaker - tsubakino.

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[entirelysein-e]

Tsubakino the man that you are 😔🫶

[grimmweepers]

a platonic makeup session that gets real heated, real quick.

— ☆ contents: tsubakino x gn!reader. reader also wears makeup. sfw but suggestive at the end. kissing. self-ship coded. 0.8k. not proof-read. masterlist | byf/dni

Being friends with Tsubaki was a constant tease. He had this way of blending elegance with masculinity that always left you in awe. He’d sit there, perfectly poised in a skirt that hugged his hips, with lipstick that seemed to dare you to look at anything else—but beneath all that, there was this unmistakable strength to him. It was a contrast that made you wonder if you’d ever figure him out, or if he even wanted you to.

Today was no different. You both sat cross-legged on the floor of his bedroom, playing with makeup like it was just another casual afternoon. But the air felt different, like it was more charged. Maybe it was the way his manicured nails lingered on your skin for a second too long when he handed you a brush or how his gaze kept drifting down to your lips as you applied gloss. Either way, the curiosity you felt toward him was harder to shake off than usual.

“Hold still,” he said, leaning in close, the sweet, heady scent of him wrapping around you. His fingers tilted your chin up and you had to remind yourself to breathe as he carefully traced eyeliner on your lids.

“Easy for you to say,” you mumbled in response. You were trying your best to stay still even though his face hovered inches from yours. His hold on you was steady but you felt like you could start shaking at any moment.

You snuck a glance through your lashes and found him staring down at you. He was close—too close— and your heart thumped wildly in your chest.

What was he trying to do?

“Done~” he finally said in a sing-song voice.

But neither of you moved. You were practically nose to nose now and the air was impossibly thick. His lips, painted a deep and provocative red, looked far too tempting and for a moment, you both felt something that you couldn’t quite define. Something close to a zap.

“Tsubaki…” you whispered his name with a bit of confusion, a bit of urgency too. But you couldn’t complete your sentence when he leaned in a little more. The tension was so heavy in the room, it could’ve passed as a third presence.

He dropped his shoulders, “I’ve always wondered…” Tsubaki’s hand found your chin again and his thumb brushed over the gloss on your lips, smudging it just slightly.

You could hardly think, let alone speak.

And then, without warning, his lips were on yours. Everything else that had occupied your mind beforehand faded away.

The kiss was slow—hesitant, but laced with something that neither of you dared to acknowledge before. His lips were soft but eager, like he was testing the waters, and when you didn't pull away, he deepened the kiss, bringing you closer until you were basically in his lap.

Your hands tangled in his long hair, messing up the waves you helped style earlier as the heat between you flared to life.

The feel of his strong arms around your waist and his exposed thighs cushioning you underneath made you shudder. You found yourself clinging for more, desperate for more.

When you finally broke apart, both of you were breathing hard, lips swollen and stained with each other’s lipstick. The look he gave you made your stomach flip. It was filled with something devilish and reckless, something you normally saw when he was going to perform—whether it was before a fight or at pub ougi.

“You know,” his hands trailed down your side, fingers teasing the edge of your shirt, “…I’ve got a few other things I wouldn’t mind trying on you.” There was a suggestive glint in his eyes, a sneaky pout forming at his lips.

“Like what?” You asked, still maintaining your playfulness.

“Do you really want me to say it?”

You bit your lip, twirling the bit of his hair that had fallen out of place, “Yeah, I do.”

Tsubaki laughed lightky, “It’s been hard pretending like I haven’t felt this way about you. I guess I was just confused,” he admitted as his other hand traced the curve of your jaw, “But now that I’ve got a taste of you, I think I want more—”

“Then don't hold back,” you whispered, your hand resting on his broad shoulders as you spoke. “Show me.”

He couldn’t hide his smile. That was all he needed before his lips crashed against yours with more intensity and hunger. The plush fabric of his skirt bunched up at his thighs while he explored underneath your shirt, trailing fire across your skin.

Tsubaki whimpered into your mouth as you curled your fingers against his chest, his breath hitching when his hand dipped lower, toying with the waistband of your shorts.

You let out a soft moan, aching for more of him. You were more than ready to see how far this would go.

“Thank you,” he tugged you closer, his voice thick with want as he rocked his hips against yours, “Because now I’m dying to know how you feel.”

a/n: i wrote this before bed last night. genuinely losing sleep over him

© 2024 grimmweepers — do not repost, copy, translate, modify my work on any platform

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[radios-arcade]

Mall fun

Part Two

[ladybyakuya]

| BRAZIL + TASUKU TSUBAKINO.

+cw. — advisor!Tasuku Tsubakino x fem!singer!reader, musical au,band au, bofurin as band, mention of show pub ougi bar so manga spoilers, first meeting, usage of some canonical elements, rockstar!umemiya hajime, angst,hurt, misunderstanding ( ? ), confession, smut, mature content ahead. title based on song brazil by Declan McKenna

+wc. — 2k

+syn.— Tsubaki likes you while you know that he loves umemiya hajime and that is where jealousy comes into play but when it does it always turns the world upside down.

+notes. — this is a collab piece via wind breaker server ( the bofurin brothel ) hosted by our beloved mel ( @gimme-hiragi ). i used tsubaki instead of tsubakino because that's how he likes to be addressed. he is one of my favs >:)). dividers by cafekitsune | redirect to blog navigation.

+tags. — @stunie @prettyiwa

The stage curtains are drawn out granting a manageable access for the sunlight to pour into the empty stage. The pebble bar lights are not alive. There is no need for those but only during nights. Tsubaki is staring at the stage with a daze in his eyes as you connect the chords, set the microphone, and grab the headphones. For someone who can ignite the dormant rhythm in people’s hearts with the melody of your voice, you are an eerily silent soul. You clean the headphones with your handkerchief before putting it on. The only sound that could be heard was breathing: one was even like a pond while the other was uneven like a mountain range. Despite how quiet you are, Tsubaki can still pick up the rhythm of your body and soul: the footsteps, the breathing, Tsubaki watches as you take the stance of singing in front of the microphone.  He always does. He comes every Friday morning to watch you practice and as for you, you practice singing without any instruments or gadgets every morning, when the entire bar is in deep slumber. Clearing your throat, you start to sing but at first, just with wordless tunes, scaling your voice.

The lyrics:

{ heard he lives down a river somewhere

With six cars and a grizzly bear

He's got eyes, but he can't see

Well, he talks like an angel, but he looks like me

Oh, Lord

Oh, Lord }

Tsubaki rests his chin in between the slit of his index finger and thumb, elbow fixed on the table beside the glass of a strawberry milkshake. His eyes straw away due to the jingle of the bell coming from afar that is located at the apex of the back door. Someone is here. Tsubaki can not see them until they step into the main arena. Maybe they are from the staff section he consoles himself. He looks at you to check if you are expecting someone’s arrival at this time of the day but he finds you immersed in your voice. With those headphones on he doubts you could barely hear anything.

The thing is your Friday mornings solely belong to Tsubaki so anyone else is just noise to him but you do not know that. You know that every Friday morning he turns up sharp at 9 o clock without his twin bodyguards. He murmurs under his breath, “The music you play in bars is more real than what I play in stadiums.” and sips the strawberry milkshake through the pink straw.

You cover the microphone with your palm; moving your head away from it a little you retort tartly. “Oh? That’s new. Are you mocking bofurin?”

Tsubaki's red lips have a tinge of the pinkish milkshake he just sipped. He could not even gulp it down. Azure eyes go static, a palm over his mouth. Awkward. Waiting. 

“That’s what I thought. You could never,” you chime with a smile plastered on your face that you often maneuver during interaction of any sort with customers. He finally gulps down the strawberry milkshake. It feels stale and does not help with either the heat or the bubbling tension amongst his chest ribs. The moment you were about to sing again, your eyes switched to the entrance of the bar lounge.

Tsubaki’s sky lake eyes follow as he murmurs, “Umemiya-kun. . .?” it sparkles as if the sun shone upon him after a cloudy day.

Your mouth fell open ajar. How courageous of Umemiya to roam as free as a bird carrying all the fame and fortune on his back. “I hope you’re not looking for a place to hide, Haji.” you quipped gaining the attention of pair of eyes in the room.

Umemiya swigs his palm in front of his face exclaiming with zest, “No. No. Not at all.” He walks towards the stage and stands in front of you. Now, you can see both: Tsubaki and Umemiya. “Can’t I come visit an old friend?”

That would be unusual for a rockstar of his status. He has just started new heights. Recklessness sure follows wherever there is popularity and financial prosperity. Even with all that, it is unusual for him to pay an unscheduled visit for him. Could it be he is out in the wild, hinting at his muse? 

“you’re stuck.” Umemiya’s gigantic smile disappears instantly. Oh! That must be it. He is stuck with his music. “Bingo.” 

“Hmmm. That's what I thought. I mean you can’t afford to pay a visit like this unless you need me.”You pull his leg a little as Tasuku fidgets with the hem of his dress revealing a fair amount of this thigh. How tactless! Or could be intentional? There is a bleak prospect of that so for the better or worse you do not follow the trail of that thought. It's your jealousy wrapped with anger trying to stretch your heartstrings and release it, snapping the string and rewarding you with a bleeding heart.

You excuse yourself for a minute because it truly feels like someone is already tugging at your heartstrings and it's none other than Tsubaki. The way he acts around Umemiya bothers you. The way he acts around you clams your heart but you can not run after that tranquility. Never. Not in this life.

By the time, you come back Tsubaki has already left and Umemiya is sitting, waiting for you by the window side. He spends nearly half an hour trying to schedule a time with you and you can not lie to him. You can not lie to him even if you want to because you have to appease Tsubaki. So, if you agree with him, help him with whatever problem he is facing. 

It was decided that after a gig, the next weekend his staff would come and pick you up from your house and drop you at his house. And, when the work is done his staff will drop you back to your house.

The next morning strikes with a devastation deadlier than death. 

There is a photo of you and Umemiya on the front page. It is blurred just a little enough to not recognize your face but people around you can tell easily that it’s you. Tsubaki certainly can. That’s the only thing that matters, not the contents of the photo or how ambiguous it is. You and Umemiya are standing close to each other, closer than normal people. He is touching your earring and the angle of the photo makes it seem that he is touching your cheek. Damn! These paparazzi. You try not to call any of the Bofurin members because by now the must be busy handling the situation, especially Tsubaki being Umemiya’s sole advisor. It is almost mid-day. You throw the paper in the dustbin and pour liquor before burning it. Sure, you are jealous of Umemiya but you do not pray for his down fall. It makes you feel horrible to even think such a case. If this the price of love you have to pay, you would rather fall out of love. As if you can afford to do that. You can perhaps but not now. You have your reputation to protect.

A few nights later, after your first show when you walk back to your green room you find Tsubaki waiting in your green room without the lights on in the dark Your green room is nothing out of the ordinary except for him. He is like a cilantro in dessert. He does not belong here, in the world of booze and cheap bar lights. 

“What’re you doing here?” you try to sound angry, even annoyed but it is the shock that he hears the most, maybe a fear hidden underneath your voice. So, he does not leave the chair but rather folds his legs, one over the other. The taut and toned muscles of his legs are on vivid display making it even harder for you to focus. 

 “It was easy. I sneaked in.” He responds with so much detest in his heart that it makes you think he is mad about the photo. But he has no right to be, you remind yourself. After all, he is the one to choose to turn a blind eye to your feelings.

“Well, I have another performance so you have to wait.” you tartly spoke walking towards the mirror for some touch-up. Tsubaki watches you as you put lipstick on your lips.

“Why do you think I’m here?”

“Let me answer you with a question.” You turn your face to him, your hand still being kept on the wooden skin of the dressing table. “Why do you think I didn’t join Bodurin?”

“So, it's true. The rumors are true.” This guy . . . 

“Are you fucking kidding me?” The opened lipstick clatters among the cosmetics separating the maroon part from the lipstick case as you throw it away. Tsubaki does not say a word; just spares a glance at the smudged part of your lips, must have happened when you swatted it away.

“All this time, I thought you . . .you liked him. You liked him.”  Tsubaki exclaims in a low voice leaving his seat and coming close to you. “So, I restrained myself. I kept reminding myself—” his fingers linger on your chin. “ That you are not mine to own.” Right! How could you not think of this? Tsubaki the smudged part of the lipstick and you let him. “Now, i don’t have to do that.” he whispers against your lips. You gulp. He still has not let go of your chin. You don’t think he is going to  . . . kiss you, right? He chins your face up a little expanding a little more access towards your collar bones. Tsubaki jocks down, kisses on your exposed collarbone. Just a peck. “That will do for now. Will quiet down the rumors too.” Tsubaki smiles. You look at the mirror to check your reflection. There it is the lipstick mark, as bright as a diamond. You do not dare to wipe it off. You don’t want to. 

Tsubaki stands behind you as you watch yourself in all glory. He moves aside the fall of your hair onto your left shoulder. You tilt your head, eyes glistening as you look at him through the mirror. There is hope. Want. Lust. Desire. . . Tsubaki wet his lips seeing you inviting him but he can not do that, not here. You have a show to host, and people to entertain. So, he unzips your dress exposing your skin. You must either be wearing a backless bra or nipple pads. If not none, you are getting an earful from him later but for now, he proceeds to place a trail of kisses, slow and full all over your back. It is frustrating how you can not see his face or the lipstick marks he left on your back.

Tsubaki stands up after kissing you till the dress would allow him. He zips it up as he stands. “I’ll wait for your show to be over. Then, after the show we are going home.” He whispers into your ear but he is too close so you shrink feeling ticklish all over your body. A few days ago he felt light years away, so out of your reach and now he is standing behind you, as close as he can get for now. 

“I’ll hurry after the show if .  .  .” you can finally find your voice now. Wait, can you sing properly? Of course, you can; you reassure yourself. 

“Oh don’t worry.” Tsubaki interrupts. “ I’ll make sure we will make up for all the time we have lost love.” He holds your hand assuring you that it's okay; he is not running anymore; he is not. If anything, he feels repentance for suffering all these years regretting his feelings for you but now that bitter feeling has sublimed he is so full of love that it feels like his heart will burst at the seams. It's not suffocating anymore. It’s liberating. Love is liberating. OH DEAR! What blind fool he has been to not to see the love you have for him in those galactic eyes.

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Happy Birthday to the Queen of Wind Breaker, Tsubaki!!

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Tsubakino tries to keep his feelings about you to himself but it comes out more when he’s alone with Umemiya. Umemiya hasn’t been able to shut up about you since the two of you met over 5 years ago. Tsubakina can’t help but he happy seeing Ume so thrilled, but a little heartbroken as well. His facade is easily seen through.

“You’re upset about something.”

Tsubakino smiles hesitantly at his friend before coughing out, “you can tell?”

Umemiya nods as he prunes more of his garden. “You’ve been like this ever since I started dating her.” Without turning around he can sense his friends apprehension. Umemiya chuckles and stands up. He’s aware his tall friend wears his heart on his sleeve and that he’s had it for years. Umemiya feels regret that he doesn’t match his comrades feelings, but he can’t deny that strong pull he has toward you. Ume sighs and slowly turns around. “I really like her, love her, with all my heart. She’s… she’s really special.”

Tsubakino sniffles as he rubs at his eyes. He blinks quickly and smacks on a smile. “I know she is.

“And that’s why you’re gonna propose, isn’t it?”

****

You knew Tsubakino was better with make up and fashion which is why you had invited him over. After a couple of delinquents from a neighboring town tried giving you trouble, some of Bofurin had swept in to save the day; one of them being Tsubakino. The two of you quickly bonded and as the years went on became inseparable way after graduation. Within his friend group you met Umemiya and it seemed like the world around the two of you stopped momentarily. And the two of you weren’t the only one keen to that.

Right now, you’re looking through your closet for a good outfit as Tsubakino grills you about your date. You hadn’t revealed who you had a date with but you were getting too giddy and eager. As he examines your make up and accessories, you step out in your chosen outfit. The man on the floor claps his hands as he gasps in astonishment. “You look amazing! Whoever you’re meeting is sure in for a surprise!” You smile and clap with him, doing another twirl to admire your outfit. You’re not sure how much longer you can keep this to yourself. So you blurt out:

“It’s Hajime! Uh I mean Umemiya!”

Surprise and resentment quickly flash through Tsubakino’s eyes before he shakes his head and fakes shock. He wants to cry despite understanding why you would feel this way. So that’s why he’s been asking about you. “Oh? You caught my leaders eye! That’s not an easy task. He can be pretty dense when it comes to romantic feelings. So tell me, who asked who?”

You bite your lip nervously like a giggly teenager. “H-he asked me! He had walked me home from work and had the cutest expression on his face! He was so nervous which is weird for him,” you ramble on. “But he handed me a-“

“A ticket to the aquarium?!”

“Yes!”

He wants to cry. That’s the advice Umemiya had asked him the other day. “So that’s why he asked me about cute date ideas the other day.”

You pause and move to hug him. A strange feeling overcomes him as he hugs you back. His heart is shattering but at the same time he’s elated that someone he considers his best friend is finding happiness. Even if it’s not with him but you. You sign as you release him from the hug. “Thank you.”

Tsubakino points to himself in shock, lifting her eyebrows. You smile and intertwine his fingers with yours. “I know it sounds weird to thank you, but if you had never saved me I would’ve never met him…or you. You have no idea,” you squeeze his hand tightly, “how important you are to me. So I want to ask,

“Is it okay I go on a date with him?”

How is he supposed to say no? How can he tell you no? It’s clear the both of you have become important people in his life over the last few years. But can his heart handle the two most important people in his life dating?

****

“Gah?! How could you tell?”

Tsubakino crosses his arms and shakes his head. “You only come back to the top of Furin when you’re debating major life choices. Plus, the box in your pocket is poking out.”

Umemiya wipes at his forehead with an embarrassed chuckle. “You know me so well! Can you believe I’ve been with her for two years?” Umemiya sighs as he leans against the fence railing. “Amidst all the craziness we’ve been through, she still wants me.”

Tsubakino chuckles. “Why wouldn’t she? You’re an amazing guy. Anyone would be lucky to have you.” The wind rustles past them blowing flowing black tresses behind him. Umemiya turns to face his long time friend with a melancholic expression. The gardener sighs before speaking.

“I’m sorry I don’t return your feelings.” The other man flinches and gets flustered under the truth from the words. He blinks quickly in an attempt to keep his feelings at bay. Umemiya’s heart lurches for his friend as he steps forward. He places a calm hand over his comrade’s trembling one. “Thank you for caring for and about me. Thank you for loving me. And you know I will always love you,” Umemiya squeezes Tsubakino’s tear covered hand. “You both are very important to me and I wanted to check in with you before I asked her the question.

“Do I have your permission to marry her?”

****

Tsubakino is the first person you tell about your engagement. You video called him in happy tears with Hajime by your side. As the exchange happened, you notice a silent conversation between the two most important men in your life. You end the call by telling him, “I love you Tsubaki, thank you.”

He sniffles and nods, waving to the two of you. “I love you both. But I hope you know, Ume I have dibs on being her man of honor.”

He hangs up and the silliest argument between you and your fiancé ensues.

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ask from prev blog: @grimmweepers asked: hi rain!!! happy belated birthday!!! i’m here for the bday event (which btw i think is such a fun and cool idea) hehe 🤍i would love something cute and fun with tsubaki and reader — where we’ve just gotten out of the shower together, are wrapped up in our towels and maybe getting distracted with a bit of spicy flirting <333 tysm!!!

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tsubakino tasuku; fluff; im sry it took so long bby!!! i hope u enjoy!

─── 椿野 YOU CAN SEE THEIR SHAPE in the fogged up glass, but even through the blurred-out image, you can see their smile as their arms curl around your middle, their chin hooking over your shoulder.

“that was a nice bath, hm?” tsubaki asks, tracing circles into the bend of your waist.

“y-yeah but —” you blush, crinkling your nose, twisting sideways to glance at them, admiring the sharp of their nose, the strong of their jaw, the dark flutter of their lashes. “all we did was make out.”

“so? isn’t that what baths are for?” they lean forward to peck your nose, grinning.

“i mean — sure, but i kinda wanted to, i dunno, wash my hair —” you break off laughing as tsubaki leans down to blow a raspberry against your bare shoulder, the sound echoing in the candle-lit bathroom.

“it’s not good to wash your hair too often — it strips your hair of all the natural oils!”

you flick a bit of water at tsubaki, laughing as they narrow their eyes and splash you back.

“mm the water’s getting cold,” you murmur, settling back into tsubaki’s chest. they sigh, nodding before reaching for a towel, the other hand tugging at the stopper for the bath to drain. you sit, skin against skin, watching as the water slowly sinks lower and lower, till it’s just water-slicked skin beneath the wane, flickering candlelight.

“c’mon, don’t want you to get a cold,” tsubaki says, draping a towel over your head even as they pull away from you to grab their own. you nod, and the pair of you dry off in the relative quiet, the air thick and warm with the post-bath humidity.

“bed-time?” you ask, letting tsubaki lead you from the bathroom. they smile, casting you a knowing look over their shoulder.

“yeah. we can make out some more in bed if you’d like.”

you laugh, “yeah. cause that’s what beds are for, right?”

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I have very little to offer the WindBre fandom on a good day since I am neither creative nor artistic - I am however, even less useful right now as I’m also sick with the flu and feel like I’m on my death bed. I’ll be staring at this panel for all enternity