#Bandou Saburota

[ridiasfangirlings]

fushimi having "not beef cuz i dont care about him i just hate him but its not because of anything" with bandou because he killed fushimi on a game in front of yata

I’m just imagining Fushimi finding ways to quietly and sneakily fuck up Bandou’s life and poor Bandou is like ‘what did I do??’. Like Yata invites Fushimi to join him playing some video game with Homra, Fushimi doesn’t really want to but Yata’s so excited and Fushimi did say he would try to get along with Yata’s clan so he agrees. He figures at least he can show off how much better he is at this than all those losers from Homra, like Yata keeps chatting about how good Saruhiko always is with video games and he can’t wait to see how well Fushimi does and Fushimi is possibly maybe a little bit looking forward to Yata calling him cool with shining eyes. And then they start playing… and Fushimi gets taken out like two minutes in by a sniper shot from Bandou. Bandou is all laughing over the voice chat like ha showed you guys, bragging about how skilled he is at this while Yata’s all oh yeah we’ll get you next time. Fushimi is utterly silent except for a single tongue click.

The next day Bandou logs into one of his gaming accounts to find he’s been hacked, his profile name was changed to ‘Sunglasses Loser’ and all his achievements have been wiped. He has no idea who did it but whoever it was must have been skilled because this guy left no traces behind. Yata overhears that and somewhere deep in his mind he has a moment of ‘Could it have been…? Nah, no way that guy cares this much about getting killed in a game.’ And then Bandou receives what looks to be a perfectly legit email that infects his entire PC with an untraceable virus and he has to do a full wipe and restore. Later he’s in the middle of playing a game tournament when his character freezes and nothing Bandou can do will get it to move, Bandou doesn’t know if he’s being hacked again or what, and a low level newbie sniper with a completely boring, uncustomized character takes him out. Homra gets called out to deal with a Strain and Bandou thinks at least this will get him away from his string of bad luck for a bit, only for S4 to ‘accidentally’ send the Strain in his direction (they swear they didn’t know he was over there, he didn’t show up on the map they had of everyone’s position on their PDAs) and now he has a cactus growing out of his head for the next two days. 

Bandou’s at the bar bemoaning his fate, wondering who he pissed off, as Fushimi comes to pick up Yata to go drinking. Kusanagi slides Fushimi a water and quietly asks if Fushimi is mad at Bandou for some reason, Fushimi has no idea what he’s talking about. Later even Yata’s like you know that character Bandou described as being really new looking and plain, isn’t that like what you used to use in jungle and Fushimi just shrugs, he doesn’t like that guy but why would he want to waste his time making a worthless person’s day even worse. Yata’s like that’s kinda harsh but I guess it’s true, there’s no reason why you’d be mad at him, totally oblivious as Fushimi adds that they should play video games again with Homra some time, Fushimi’s been practicing.

#Fushimi Saruhiko #Bandou Saburota #Talking K #Fushimi would absolutely be so vindictive and petty this way #Bandou has no idea what happened here #why does the world hate him suddenly #really Fushimi is just mad Bandou made him look uncool in front of Misaki

[redloveashes]

Saburota Bando

Killing Butterflies vibes

#bandou saburota #kb edits #queen's tag

[shoheiakagi]

Bandou, looking up from his laptop to glare at Akagi from across the room: How does this idiot not notice that I’m mad at him? We haven’t talked in 20 minutes…What the fuck is he even thinking about?

Akagi, staring out the bar’s window in deep concentration: I can take a bear in a fight. Not like a grizzly bear, but a black bear. Jump on his back and put it in a headlock. Done.

#banshou #akaban #akagi shouhei #akagi shohei #bandou saburouta #bandou saburota #still dont ship banshou but this tiktok trend fits them #fuji obviously does not take it easy when he finds out that shouhei fantisizes about beating up a bear lmaoo #homra

[bandousama]

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[ciaossu-imagines]

I SAW IT ON THE SCREEN - A BANDOU DRABBLE COLLECTION

Author's Note of sorts - I promise the next ficlet in Shouhei's collection will be coming next week, but I wanted to get out the next drabble collection starter in this series I'm doing for the high school delinquent!HOMRA AU! I hope you'll all enjoy the beginning of Bandou and y/n's story! - additional side note for a special someone: I got wayyyyy too self-indulgent and Bandou's y/n turned out nothing like she was supposed to but I hope it won't disappoint!

They always said high school was hell…

And honestly, you couldn’t agree more. Hell, you’d take it a large step further. School period had always been hell. You’d been the fat, weird kid since kindergarten so was it any wonder you’d become the frequent target of bullies, both in school and at home from your sisters? It didn’t help that back then you’d been unable to hide how sensitive you were, how much the words and the taunts and the fists had hurt you. How you’d been so unaware that all the tears and the reactions you’d given them only spurred them on.

But you’d learned, hadn’t you? You’d learned how to keep a straight face, how to put up the walls and hide behind a big, brash front? How to act like nothing ever bothered you, pushing all the pain and insecurities down tight into a little box you stored at the back of your mind.

And you put all that you had learned into practice now as you returned from the smoking area and approached your locker, planning to quickly grab your books and head to your next class, only to find the locker spray painted once again. Third fucking time this year…God, did people really have nothing better to do? You knew the school didn’t really take things like this too seriously, from your past dealings with them but hadn’t that sweet student council guy you’d hooked up with last year said that the student council did take things like this seriously and that this kind of behaviour wouldn’t be tolerated? You knew the student council was kept busy with those HOMRA punks…after all, weren’t those guys daily shenanigans and clashes with…well, everyone, always the talk of the school? While you didn’t really have many friends or a group of people you routinely hung out with, you still heard the stories and the gossip, especially since the supposed ‘hard-core gang members’ frequented the smoking area as well. Still, though you kept a poker face as you approached your locker, your stomach felt sick and your body too hot and you wished, though you knew it was pointless, that Enomoto’s words had been true when he’d promised you so earnestly that the student council would stop the bullying you faced.

Didn’t really surprise you though, his words being false. Weren’t all guys? Enomoto had gotten what he wanted from you and then, just when you’d been thinking he was different from the rest, he started avoiding you in the hallways, his friends almost glaring at you. Fucking men…all the same, you thought, your lip curling as you stopped in front of your locker, reading the huge words written on it.

‘FAT HOR’

Fuck, the illiterates can’t even spell the word whore right, was all you could think. You could hear the loud, masculine laughter right by your back, just a bit away, could feel the eyes on you. You only rolled your eyes, keeping your back straight, your head high, putting on a completely unaffected air as you spun your combination and yanked open the locker…

Only to be hit in the face with a cascade of something falling from your locker. Condoms, you realized quickly. They’d filled your locker with condoms. They’d even taken the time to unwrap them all, you thought, reaching up to pull a couple from your hair. These jackasses really did have no life to speak of, you thought, your eyes darting to the group of guys whose laughter and jeers had only gotten louder now, doing your best to keep your composure. Thank god their braincells hadn’t thought to use the condoms at least. Your back stiffened just a little as you noticed Hitoshi in the middle of the group, laughing the hardest. You really shouldn’t be surprised by the soccer star’s actions. You’d always known he was kind of a jackass. If only all his friends, sitting there laughing and saying such horrible things about you with him knew that how much he’d been Snapchatting and texting you over the past two weeks, sending you messages where he told you how beautiful you were, sending you nudes, practically begging you to just give him a chance. And gave him a chance you had, because in the end, even if you’d known how it would turn out, the chance to feel beautiful, to feel wanted, to feel good enough had just been too much to resist. You’d given him the chance in the back seat of his brand new Range Rover. If only his friend’s knew about how he’d called you gorgeous, told you how he’d never known anyone like you, how he thought he might be in love with you, how he hadn’t been able to keep his hands off you.

You still had his nudes on your phone and for a brief minute, you allowed yourself the fantasy of letting all the school know about his shortcomings, with all the visual proof of them. But only for a brief moment. You’d never do it. For one thing, you’d never stoop to their level and for another…well, you knew what public humiliation felt like. You knew what it felt like to be a laughingstock, to be the butt of people’s jokes. You couldn’t live with yourself if you caused someone else to experience that pain, your own moral compass and the soft hard you tried so hard to hide just wouldn’t let you.

What it would let you do though, as you grabbed your textbook from your locker quickly, slamming the door shut and brushing off any stray condoms, was flip them off with a big grin, just to let them know how ‘unbothered’ you were as you sailed on by them, head still held high, though you walked a bit quicker than normal, eager to get away from the scene. You tried not to think of how long it was going to take you to clean all those condoms out from your locker, how long it would take the janitor to clean your locker free of the graffiti this time, as you hurried along to your next class. You tried simply to focus on getting where you were going and to occupy your thoughts with the class ahead. You’d really been enjoying this computer science class, after all, even if it was a lot harder than you had thought it would be, and Mrs. Koyashi had mentioned that you guys would be starting a large project today that you were honestly kind of excited for.

You settled into your seat and tried to put everything out of your mind as the rest of the students settled in, ignoring any snickers or rude comments sent your way. It didn’t really work well though and you found yourself kind of only half listening to Mr. Koyashi as he explained the project, especially after he explained it would be a partnered project where both partners would be responsible for designing and coding an alternate to the school’s current website. You hated partnered projects with passion. You always ended up with the worst partners, who left you with all the work, and it always turned into a fight to get them to do what you needed them too or they ended up being assholes, even if they did do their work…you began sending up prays to whatever gods might actually exist to just grant you a decent partner this time.

Your ears perked up as Mr. Koyashi called your name, breath held as you waited to see if your prayers had been answered.

“And Miss y/n, your partner will be Mr. Saburouta.”

Saburouta?? The name sounded vaguely familiar in your memory, though you definitely could not put a face to the name or figure out where exactly you knew it from, though you tried really hard. You knew you knew it, but you were definitely drawing a blank.

Mr. Koyashi finished assigning the last pair of partners and, clapping his hands loudly for everyone’s attention, gave the orders to find your partner and begin brainstorming. You had no problems with brainstorming, ideas already flying through your mind, but damn if that huge blank was still there. You figured the best way to handle it was to let everyone else gather with their partners and see who was left. As two by two, groups drifted to the tables at the back, your eyes swept the room until it was only just you and one other student left at the desk. A light-coloured hoodie covered a head that was face down in a pair of jacket covered arms, the figure not moving.

Well, this had to be him. You swore he kind of looked familiar too, though your mind still wasn’t quite making connections yet. Since he didn’t seem to be eager to get up, you decided to make your way over to him.

Was he…no, he couldn’t be? But the soft snores you heard as you approached left it abundantly clear. This jackass was sleeping!!

“Mr. Koyashi!” you called out to the teacher. “My partner seems to be asleep. Can I get a new one?”

He glanced up at you, then down at the boy in the desk and then, much to your surprise, hastily averted his gaze back down to the papers on his desk as if he hadn’t heard you, completely ignoring your question. What?? Your mouth hung open a bit, completely thrown off. Mr. Koyashi was normally your favourite teacher, and you did not at all understand what was going on. A particular long snore reached your ears, and you turned back to the sleeping guy. Guess you were stuck with this jackass, and it was up to you to make the best of it. You knew just how to deal with this.

Reaching over to the desk on your right, you grabbed a thick computer manual and, raising it high, brought it down with a resounding smack on the desk, right in front of his arms. He startled awake, shooting up and looking around with a completely lost expression. His sunglasses were askew, the baseball hat he wore under the hoodie tilted too far up and you had a split second to think how goddamn cute this guy was before the horror dawned on you.

Now you knew why the name had sounded familiar. Right in front of you, your new project partner, sat Saburouta Bandou, part of HOMRA’s little gang of delinquents. You’d heard all the rumours, including the one that said that they killed someone and burned their body in the old junkyard, and all of a sudden Mr. Koyashi’s reaction made complete sense. You remembered being in the hallway last year when he’d tried breaking up a fight between that Yata kid from HOMRA and that gloomy, emo-seeming kid from the student council whose name you could never (like, seriously, would it kill that guy to smile?) and had ended up catching the wrong end of Yata’s bat. Poor man had been absent from school for at least two weeks after, something you mostly remembered because the substitute they’d gotten had ended up causing quite the scandal with another HOMRA member. No wonder Mr. Koyashi didn’t want to mess with Bandou, being a part of HOMRA.

Bandou’s eyes suddenly met yours over the tops of his sunglasses as you stood frozen in place both from shock and fear. Oh shit, oh no, what had you gone and done?!

“Hey, you’re pretty cute,” he mumbled, smiling up at you for a second.

You stopped breathing, body stiffening up as you waited for the ‘for a fat girl’ that almost always followed that sentence. But it never came. He simply fixed up his glasses and his hat and yawned, stretching before fixing you with that gaze again.

“So…what class is this?”

What.

The.

Fuck…

About fifty percent of whatever fear you were feeling disappeared, replaced by a sense of disbelief and the very loud thought that this guy was a complete and utter moron.

“It’s computer science. I’m your partner for the project and we’re supposed to be brainstorming,” you dead-panned, your tone betraying your thoughts very, very clearly if the expression on your face wasn’t already advertising it plenty.

Bandou nodded for at least a good minute before his eyes widened and, with a speed that you weren’t expecting, he was up off the chair and grabbing his bookbag, already two desks ahead of you by the time you realized what was happening.

“Where are you’re going?” you said, hurrying forward to tug at his shoulders. You could already feel the first stirrings of anger settling in. This jerk did not think he was going to leave you fully responsible for this just because he was a part of HOMRA!

“Gotta go. Promised Chitose I’d meet him during this class. You got this project shit, right? It’s too easy and boring for me anyway,” he said, shrugging your hand off and swinging himself out the door, but not before he turned and smiled at you and gave you a finger gun.

Any fear left disappeared under the huge surge of anger you suddenly felt. Who the hell did this jackass think he was? No way was he getting out of it this easy!!! And what kind of dork still used finger guns!?! You were not about to let him get away with this, no sirree.

“Oh no you don’t! Get back here you asshole, dammit!!” you yelled, already sprinting after him.

Back in the classroom, Mr. Koyashi just sighed and marked the both of you as absent. He seriously was not getting paid well enough to deal with this kind of shit.

#i saw it on the screen: a bandou saburota drabble collection #delinquent!homra au! #on that y/n shit! #just more self-indulgent #bandou saburouta #y/n shit #plus size y/n #k project

[trashcan3001]

Of Purple and Being in Denial

A K-Project one-shot by me! (don't take it too seriously, I have no idea what I am doing)

Summary: 5 times Bandou and Doumyouji made purple and that one time they didn’t realise a king saw

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#1: The ‘purple incident’

It was supposed to be a simple mission. 

But then again, isn’t that what Kusanagi-san always tells them before everything goes to shit? Seriously, why does it always have to be him? Bandou can’t help but brood as he chases the now known strain, Susuki Haruto through the alleyways of Homra territory. 

No, seriously, why him?!

He rounds a corner ready to attack, only to slam straight into a moving wall…that is to say, another person. Another person wearing blue… and has a sword- aw shit, really?

"Get the hell out of my way!"

"Eh?!- no, this is Scepter 4 business, you need to leave!!!" The blue lackey's shrill voice cut through Bandou's ear drums like needles, ouch. God, why does it have to be him that runs into a Scepter 4 dumbass?

"You can tell your king to go fuck himself, this is Homra territory; you should know by now that you don't butt into another clan’s territory!" Bandou shoots back.

"Excuse me-"

A cough from the forgotten third person stopped the two clansmen from escalating their fight. Bandou flipped his head around to find the source of the voice, coming face to face with one Suzuki Haruto. 

He stood, hands glowing an almost black colour as a sadistic smirk graced his face. 

Uh oh.

Bandou takes a quick look at the blue clansmen with him, seeing that his expression is the same as his. They make eye contact briefly, nodding in what Bandou hopes is a truce to fight this strain together before looking back at their target.

The black glowing power pulses to greater heights in Haruto's palms, it surges. Bandou tackles the blue clad boy to the ground, narrowly dodging the attack. They roll together, standing at the ready, auras blazing to life in a blend of red and blue.

It's a stand still until Haruto hurls his power at them once more. Bandou blocks with his red flames as the blue clansmen beside him slashes his sword through the attack. For a moment, their auras connect, blending into a split second of purple. In that second Bandou feels the world come to a stop; what the fu-

“Bandou!”

“Doumyouji-kun!”

The calls of his comrades had Bandou tripping, reeling in shock and embarrassment. Luckily he’s not alone as the blue clansmen- Domyo- whatever the other blue bastards called him, tripped up as well, falling straight into him and bringing them both to the ground. 

“Oof”

“Ouch!”

Bando quickly rolled him off of him, standing up and dusting himself off; ugh, seriously?! He could just feel the laughter of the people around him, furthering his embarrassment at his visit to the dirty alleyway ground. 

Looking up, the scene around him revealed that the blues had arrested Suzuki Haruto who was, unfortunately, staring directly at him, a creepy smirk in place as though he knows something he isn’t supposed to. 

Did he see that whole ‘purple’ business? Does that even mean anything? Oh, whatever, it doesn’t matter anymore, the job is done. Fixing his sunglasses, hat and hood, Bandou stands tall and readies himself for the humiliation that his comrades would inadvertently give for his job not so gracefully completed.

With another hit to his pride, Bandou forgets all about that ‘purple’ incident as the knee jerking loud cackles of Chitose and the harsh back pats of Yata-san follow him all the way back to Homra. 

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#2: The horse; yes, that one

Here Bandou finds himself again, chasing after a strain, or well, 2 strains now. 

With his comrades scattered and chasing from different directions, Bandou had the sneaking suspicion that his pride would be bruised both figuratively and physically by the end of the chase. Another corner rounded and his fate was sealed.

He found the blues with the 2 strains and some of his comrades attempting to get the prince guy to hand himself over. In the distance Bandou sees that same blue idiot from his last pride kicking moment. What was his name again? Dom, dam, Domo- Doumyouji! Yes, that one! The loud and annoying one that he somehow keeps crossing paths with.

Yeah, that's going to get old real soon. 

He found the prince strain and the horse trying to run with Anna in their grasp and he knew what he had to do. Running in front of their path, Bandou realised he wasn’t alone in his futile attempt. The Doumyouji guy was right there beside him and a sense of deja vu rolled over Bandou like a curse. 

Time had stopped again, for just a millisecond, as he and Doumyouji readied their powers, purple flickered into existence. Now, Bandou would have freaked out a bit more and recalled the first time this happened if it weren’t for the hoove that appeared to be getting closer by the second-

CRACK

Pain, oh man the pain. 

Bandou can feel his face throb from the direct kick given to him by Basashi. From the corner of his vision as he listens to Yata-san reassure him that he isn’t pathetic, Bandou sees ginger hair and assumes Doumyouji is in a similar state. Well, he guesses that not being alone in being the butmunch of his clan is better than nothing. 

He finds himself passed on to Shohei as the chase for that stupid asshole strain starts up again. Oh, and the one for the prince dude too. He is brought back to reality by a flashlight hitting his eyes like a laser. 

“Bandou, can you hear me?” Two Kamamoto’s asked. 

Let’s just say that with his concussion and a more obviously bruised ego, Bandou forgot all about that flicker of purple once again.

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#3: That time the buttmunch duo were bested by a cat

You know how he said running into Doumyouji would get old real quick?

Well, it happened. Bandou was out and about trying to make his way back to Homra after patrol when he ran into the elusive moving wall (the person) once again. 

“Oi, what the hell are you doing in Homra territory, again?!” He points his index finger right into Doumyouji’s chest, forcing him to take a step back. 

“I was just leaving, why do you have blackout sunglasses on in the middle of the night?!” Well excuse him for having an aesthetic based on his paranoia!

He watches Doumyouji flail and as he was about to open his mouth to reprimand him again, a crash startled them both. Looking into eachothers eyes, Bandou found the same dread filling the blue clad boy in front of him.

“What was that?” Doumyouji whispered.

“How the hell am I supposed to know?” he whisper-yelled in answer. 

In hindsight, when this whole ordeal was over with, Bandou realised that looking for the danger first and then arguing about it would be the smarter thing to do in the future. For now though, he turned around like those idiots in horror movies waiting to die only to find a very plump cat. It froze as both he and Doumyouji continued to stare at it in disbelief.

“Is that a cat?” Bandou finds himself asking. 

“Yes, I hope.” Huh?

“You hope? What is that supposed to mean, what else could it be?” 

Another thing to add to the ‘To do better in the future list’ is to never assume anything is as it looks at first glance. Why? Well, you see, as they were talking the cat set out a vicious attack! It was a terrifying ordeal; who would have thought something so round could jump so high? 

In the midst of this brawl, both Doumyouji and Bandou unconsciously let out their respective auras. Somehow, they merged and a zap of purple is the only thing that allowed them to escape the horrifying creature. When they had gotten out of the alleyway together something changed. With one uncomfortably long staring contest, an agreement was met. 

‘We didn’t see a thing, and nothing happened’. Well, except for the cat of course, nothing could hide the dishevelled hair or the copious scratched all over their faces. 

Kusanagi-san was not impressed by his story to say the least. 

“How did you get so ruffed up by a cat?!” 

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#4: The purple wielding strain (how convenient) 

It took three sleepless nights and being extra quiet for his comrades to ask him what was wrong.

The problem for Bandou was that he didn’t think he could tell them that he’s been thinking too hard about a blue clansman and their aura compatibility. Is it fate? Can he do it with others? Is it only them? Is it only him? Yeah, he really couldn’t risk telling his clansmen about this, at least, not yet. 

So here he is, slowly making his way home after falling asleep standing in the middle of Kusanagi-san and Totsuka-san’s lecture about taking care of yourself. Oh, and Shohei is here too. Well, not for long though as soon a strain led yakuza group would show themselves on Homra’s territory and it became all able hands on deck. 

Turns out, Bandou was not a part of the ‘able hands’ on deck. 

That didn’t stop him from cutting through the alleyways to get to the group before anyone else. It also didn’t stop his sleep deprived brain from noticing one panting Doumyouji of the blue clan running his way as well. It was just them and the yakuza group. He couldn’t remember much other than the leader emitting a surprisingly purple aura and then taking it as a challenge. 

Here he grabbed Doumyouji’s arm beside him and merged their aura’s to emit an even brighter purple aura. He didn’t notice the absolute shock on the blue clansman beside him, or the interest in the yakuza leader’s expression. To be fair though, he really didn’t notice anything at all. 

Next thing they both know, the yakuza strain group hybrid was incompasitated and knocked out all around them. Bandou to this day still doesn’t know how it happened and Doumyouji is really bad at making reports. His crayon drawings aren’t even legible! 

“Watch out!” 

Okay, so not everyone was knocked out, and the leader blasted them both with his purple flame. Lucky for both Bandou and Doumyouji though, since the strain had purple flames, the one around them wasn’t questioned at all! 

They collapsed, or at least, Bandou collapsed and brought Doumyouji down with him. With his sleep deprivation and mushy thoughts, it didn’t take more than 5 seconds for him to lose consciousness as the sounds of frantic voices filled his ears.

oops.

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#5: Testing

He woke up to a massive headache and confusion.

Forcing his eyelids up and open revealed a surprisingly dim room, the window showing the sun setting into the night.

He wasn’t in Homra, that he knew. Where he was, however, remained a mystery until the door to the room he was in opened and revealed Doumyouji. He walked in, closing the door behind him and sat in the chair Bandou hadn’t noticed was beside his bed. 

“So… you’re in Scepter 4’s infirmary if you didn’t realise.” Huh, well that’s good to know. 

“Why am I here?” He asks instead. 

“Well, you passed out after being hit by the strain’s power and nothing anyone did could wake you up. We thought you got hurt somewhere or that the strain power did something so we took you in to keep watch.” 

“Oh, well I feel fine so can I leave?” 

Bandou sat up fully, throwing the blanket away from him and turned to stand up. Well, he would have stood up if an arm didn’t grab him and push him down onto the bed again.

“Oof-”

“Wait-”

They stare at each other for a moment, Bandou in indignation and Doumyouji in what looked like awkward fear. 

“What?” Bandou finally asked.

“Um, well, you remember the fight right?” 

“Yes, what about-” 

Purple, oh god they merged and created purple! They fought with the purple! It wasn’t a split second or flash of it, it was a whole take down of a yakuza group with the purple! Oh fuck-

“You just remembered our aura’s merging didn’t you!” Right, Doumyouji i still there.

Right, he needed to find a way to get out of this. He will need to gaslight, gate-keep and insult! There was no merging, why would he ever merge with a blue bastard? Besides, that’s ridiculous-

“Yes.” Shit.

“Can we try it again?” Wait, what?

“Huh?” 

“Can we try to merge our aura’s again?” 

“Why would you want to do that?” 

“Because, we controlled it like it was our own when fighting and I want to see if it’s dangerous or not!” He gave Doumyouji a look.

“Okay so maybe I think it’s cool! I think you do too!” No he doesn’t.

He thinks it’s scary. He thinks that although he wishes he wasn’t insignificant this was not the way for that to go. 

“If I test it out with you, will you let me go?” He finally asks.

“Yes!”

And so he grabbed his hand, both aura’s coming to life, only for nothing to happen. They tried three more times before giving up and concluding that it was all the strain’s fault. As he walked back to Homra with the name ‘Andy’ in his PDA, Bandou wondered if perhaps he was just dreaming of the purple. 

Maybe he was going crazy and in reality he was still just an insignificant, normal (for a clansman that is) dude. 

What he didn’t hear was life laughing at him in the distance.

— — — — — — 

+1: I’m Not crazy? Damn it!

Running into Andy really was getting old. 

Seriously, how are they both faster than their comrades at getting to strains wreaking havoc? They looked at each other with a new understanding that perhaps they aren’t as useless as their teammates always say they are. No, seriously, how are they always the first ones there? 

“Why is it that whenever there's a strain both of our clans are chasing we are always the only ones to catch up?” That’s a question they won’t ever get an answer to.

“I wish I knew man, I wish I knew.” 

Before long, the strain of the day took their attention, sharp blades swinging for their jugulars. Dodging and blocking, Bandou found himself on the opposite side of Andy, making a crude gesture to try and communicate his idea hoping it worked. 

It did.

He jumped onto the back of the strain, forcing him to turn around and try to throw him off. Andy burst forward in a blaze of blue and cut the strain down as Bandou hopped off at the last second. Now beside one another, Bandou nodded towards Andy, a silent thanks for a good job at following his plan. Not that he ever had any doubts of course, he’s Bando of Homra, only the smartest of-

The strain threw himself at them and Bandou didn’t know how, but he grabbed Andy’s sword hand and swung it down on the strain’s coming blades. It was a moment of purple, merging from red and blue. Aw shit, are you kidding me?! Is it real? He’s not nuts? Come on-

He and Andy make eye contact and nod in another agreement.

“This never happened”

“Yep”

“Nothing weird happened at all”

“I don’t even know what you’re talking about”

They parted ways as their clans finally made it to the scene, not noticing the sharp glint of glasses on a king known for his sadistic curiosity. 

Sorry Bandou, life thinks, I didn’t realise the blue king would just sit back and watch. 

Whoops!

#k project #Saburota Bandou #Bando Saburouta #Doumyouji Andy #Andy Domyoji #yata misaki #k anime #homra #scepter 4 #whoops #here we go again #another fanfiction about side characters #fanfiction #5 plus 1 #5 + 1 fic

[mmercurii]

Bored so here’s K characters as Omegaverse assignments and a few headcanons:

Suoh Mikoto: Hyper-Dominant Alpha

Kusanagi Izumo: Alpha or Dominant Alpha

Totsuka Tatara: Recessive Omega

Yata Misaki: Beta or Recessive Omega

Kamamoto Rikio: Recessive Alpha

Chitose Yu: Alpha

Bandou Saburota: Beta

Akagi Shouhei: Alpha

Dewa Masaomi: Recessive Alpha

Fujishima Kousuke: Alpha

Solt Eric: Omega

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Munakata Reishi: Hyper-Dominant Alpha

Awashima Seri: Beta

Fushimi Saruhiko: Dominant Alpha

—

Weismann/ Isana Yashiro: Recessive Alpha

Yatogami Kuroh: Omega

Ameno Miyabi: Beta

Ichigen Miwa: Omega

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Hisui Nagare: Rejects the idea of having a second gender

Iwafune Tenkei: Alpha

Mishakuji Yakari: Dominant Alpha

Hirasaka Douhan: Dominant Alpha

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Colorless King: Recessive Omega

Kokujōji Daikaku: Hyper-Dominant Alpha

—

Canons-

Mikoto would genuinely hate being a Hyper Dominant. He totally respects people indulging in their instincts and being free but the power to have people begging on their knees for him when he knows they’re actually afraid or would never look him in the eye on a sunny day would sicken him.

Mikoto can smell Totuka’s pheromones and actually likes how subtle and soft his scent is.

Mikoto doesn’t really release any pheromones unless pressed to do so ((has to put someone in their place or is asked for some by Totsuka))

When he’s about to have a rut he’ll disappear for a week, only god knows what he does and who it’s with— if it’s with anyone at all.

When Eric was on his mission he probably tried to weaken Mikoto with his pheromones but overestimated Mikoto’s. Nothing happened but afterward the ordeal Mikoto probably took a shower to wash himself from Eric’s scent - no offense Eric.

Yata probably lied about being an Alpha as a kid and got properly embarrassed when the others found out he was just a Beta.

Chitose won’t shut the fuck up about being an Alpha and how they’re better, and brags about getting bitches just to piss Bandou off. ((Said bitches realize that Chitose is a weirdo and block his number after the first date))

Mikoto and Munakata probably release a shit ton of pheromones whenever they see each other. One— to compete and see who breaks a sweat first, and secondly… are they flirting 🤨

Saruhiko doesn’t flex his pheromones unless Yata is around.

As a Recessive Omega— Yata would get thru his heats by the strength of his own will. He would probably hate taking suppressants so he just… doesn’t take them. Whoever tried him he just beats them up.

As a Recessive Omega— Yata has probably nested with a blanket that Saruhiko left behind.

Eric weaponizes his pheromones and good looks to get older Alpha women to buy him stuff. After the card is swiped that boy is gone.

Saruhiko’s parents are Dom Alpha’s.

Dewa probably hates having to clean up Chitose’s mess when he’s having a rut. I can also see Dewa not understanding the instincts as he doesn’t go thru ruts and leaves the function if there’s a severe smell of pheromones.

Munakata would 100% reject any omega that tries him. He hates the feeling of not having control, and would probably be disgusted at the people throwing themselves at him. Have some decorum. 🙄

Kuroh would hate alphas because of what they can do, and also because Yakari would bully him for being an omega.

Kuroh has had mini heats, but goes into a full heat cycle when he gets closer to Weismann. Don’t worry tho 😔🤚🏾 he has a recorded speech from Ichigen about perseverance and discipline which gets him thru his troubling time. Also probably nests with Weismanns items which makes Weismann scream internally while taking a bunch of photos.

Ameno Miyabi thee cock block. She doesn’t care about Kuroh and Weismann relieving their frustration, don’t smooch in front of her fish!!!!

Seri’s nose becomes sensitive and she gets terrible headaches when she’s around dominant pheromones. I can see her immediately putting a mask on if she even gets a sense of them. She’ll put up with Munakata and Kusanagi’s tho.

As a Beta, Seri doesn’t react around pheromones but some who’s a Hyper-Dominant can make her feel a little lightheaded and nauseous.

Kusanagi’s been around and has some moments he thinks about fondly, and others he has regrets about so he’s very careful about his hook-ups. I can see him growing up and thinking it was lame to spend his ruts alone, and now as an elderly-28-year-old man he’s fine spending them alone.

Mikoto marks Totsuka with his pheromones to protect him, and luckily Totsuka doesn’t seem too affected by it but gets terrible fevers if Mikoto marks him too much.

Yata was mad as fuck when he found out Rikio emerged as an Alpha, doesn’t matter if he’s Recessive Yata would be mad for days.

I love Kusanagi down, but I feel like he’d believe omega’s are pitiful and weak. As most of society does. If he started making some questionable comments, I can see Totsuka scolding him for his old way of thinking and Kusanagi would apologize just to end the conversation but wouldn’t change his way of thinking.

Totsuka would probably take up the responsibility to teach Anna about secondary genders so she doesn’t believe in any weird idealogies from Kusanagi.

Kusanagi would probably think it’s a shame that Seri isn’t an Omega.

Yakari indulges in his instincts because why not share his beauty and greatness with people who want him. Also he’ll only do it if he can get a hotel room with mirrors as watching himself embrace his instincts excites him a lot.

Homra would be VERY protective of their Omega members as a precaution, especially if Eric is swindling old Alpha women. Kusanagi would order a Beta to stick with Omega members. Totsuka, unfortunately does not partake cause he’s made it thus far! So he’s fine~

Despite that, Kusanagi has ordered someone to follow Totsuka but that bastard is hard to follow, so Kusanagi follows his location on his phone just in case.

Iwafune has probably done some awful things and has a partner he randomly bonded with, but they died during the crater and ever since he’s been bonded with Jesus and Alcoholism.

#k project #suoh mikoto #homra #k homra #yata misaki #fushimi saruhiko #reisi munakata #project k #not smutty bc I’m shy lol #please add if you have any headcanons

[elo-kodon]

Hey yall! My friend and i just finished finalizing our K Project 18+ server! If you like the anime or mangas, come join us and we'll all have fun :3 Non-RP centric as well, tho we do have a roleplay search channel for those of you who are interested!

Server link: https://discord.gg/D8AN3NaHuJ

#idk come simp over cute K Project bois with me xD #k project #k #project k #yata misaki #mikoto suoh #fushimi saruhiko #totsuka tatara #seri awashima #munakata reisi #reisi munakata #akagi shouhei #bandou saburota #erik surt #chitose yuu #izumo kusanagi #kuroh yatagami #yashiro isana #nagare hisui #eric solt #akiyama himori #ichigen miwa #kosuke fushijima #fushijima #discord #discord servers #discord invite

[kprojectimaginesblog]

Hello hello ! I hope you're not very busy and i'm sorry if you are I hope your day is great so far! Can i ask for Shohei, Bandou, Dewa and Chitose with a smol S/O wearing their clothes ?

Shouhei

He's excited to see them wearing his clothes, even though they don't fit.

He picks them up, light-heartedly poking fun of how small they look in his clothes.

Bandou

He turns his head away to hide the blush spreading across his cheeks.

He'll mutter something about how they look nice and quickly make himself scarce before they can make fun of how flustered he is.

Dewa

His reaction is less dramatic than his clansmen, looking his s/o up and down happily.

He points out that the clothes don't fit, but they look good anyway.

Chitose

He'll try to show them off to the rest of HOMRA, giggling quietly the entire time.

He says that they should get the clothes fitted so they can match when they go out together. He's only half-joking.

#K #k project #red clan #homra #chitose yo #dewa masaomi #akagi shouhei #bandou saburota #imagines #headcanon #ask

[homra-headcanon-bar]

BanShou Prompt

Okay, these two are cheesy as fuck and I could totally see them doing something like this with each other. In my opinion I see Akagi as Person A and Bandou and Person B, but you're more than welcome to see it the other way around! Also this will be a bit short- but here we go!

~~~~~~~~~~~

It's just a normal day at the HOMRA bar, Akagi and Bandou are chilling in one of the corner booths where they have a bit more privacy from the others. They're sitting in the same side of the booth, leaving the opposite side occupied. Akagi is on the outside and Bandou is between him and the wall.

The two of them are smiling and holding hands, just enjoying each others company, both having little grins on their faces. They're truly in their own little world, and easily forget that they aren't alone in the bar.

"Hey, San-chan..." Akagi mumbles as he lifts his head from Bandou's shoulder to look at the other.

"Hm? What is it?" Bandou asks as he looks back at his boyfriend.

"What do you think love looks like?" Akagi asks, giving the raven a curious look.

"I don't know. How do you think it looks?" Bandou answers Akagi's random question with one of his own and tilts his head to the side. It was definitely an odd and unexpected question, but he was curious about what was going through the mind of the shaggy haired boy.

As they stare at each other, Akagi gives a bit of a grin and leans closer to his boyfriend, leaving a very small space between them. The closeness has Bandou's cheeks flaring up slightly, but he doesn't dare look away from the adorable pair of hazel eyes that are staring right at him.

"Like the two of us." Akagi's smirk grows wider and Bandou actually blinks a bit before letting out a small little laugh. He should have expected as much from Akagi. Adorable yet so cheesy.

Shaking his head slightly, the raven laughs a bit more and pulls the other into a tight embrace. They share a small little kiss and go back to being in their own little world, just enjoying each other's company.

Meanwhile, on the other side of bar, the remaining HOMRA members are watching them with different expressions on their faces. A couple are smirking and some are rolling their eyes and wishing the two would go get a damn room.

However, no one says anything. They all keep quiet and just let the two have their moment with each other, knowing there will be plenty of time to tease the two of them later on.

#project k #k project #k project headcanons #homra #homra headcanons #homra couples #shouhei akagi #saburota bandou #banshou #otp prompt

[reysonsmanymuses-archived]

Send "Can I buy you a drink?" and my muse will react to your muse hitting on them in a bar.

@allisallies​ said: "Can I buy you a drink?" (shouhei to bandou-senpai :v)

     There’s a pause after the other speaks, blinking a little behind his shades. Shouhei knew he could buy his own stuff right? It felt a little patronizing if he were being honest. Then again, the conversation he’d had with Yata and Kusanagi came back to mind. Maybe he just wanted to be nice, or something. “Sure, if you really want to I guess.”

#allisallies #M: Saburota Bandou #((Today on San-chan overthinks shit lmfao)) #{Ask&Answered}

[ridiasfangirlings]

any homra member having the worst possible music taste to mankind and their duo having to put up with it

Somehow I immediately imagined this as Bandou, who makes it everyone’s problem. He thinks his taste is super cool and fresh though, like you guys just don’t understand real music. He listens to some kind of little known underground artist who is little known and underground for a reason, just imagine Akagi finding it very nice that Bandou has something he’s passionate about but also you know that music sucks right. Even so Bandou is just convinced that if only he could get everyone in Homra to listen they would understand the true mastery of this music. He keeps trying to play it in the bar and getting vetoed by Kusanagi, who would rather not chase the customers away thanks. When Kusanagi’s off working at his other businesses Bandou tries again, only for Dewa to calmly tell him that if he plays that band one more time Dewa will melt his speakers. Akagi has long learned to head for the hills the moment Bandou starts playing it, they’ll be hanging out and Bandou decides to put on some music while Akagi groans like not them again my ears will die. Even so Akagi probably is the only one who can ‘stand’ the music even a little, because if someone has to hang out with Bandou and listen to his horrible music Akagi is the only one willing to subject himself to it just so Bandou doesn’t get lonely.

#bandou saburota #k project #Talking K #I don't know why this just feels like Bandou #I feel like if anyone's music taste is terrible it would be him #aggressively insisting it is good #it is not good

[redloveashes]

Bando Saburota

Boi series

#reds: boi series #saburota bandou #bandou saburota

[shoheiakagi]

Character Aesthetics: 9/12

↳ The Alphabet Boys

Akagi Shouhei, Bandou Saburouta, and Chitose Yo

#k project #homra #kprojectedit #k memory of red #homra aesthetic #my edit #akagi shouhei #akagi shohei #bandou saburouta #bandou saburota #chitose yo

[bandousama]

i wish bandou would tell me he loved me and that i’m the close female friend he's always wanted. i would send him an inappropriate selfie of my tits

#bandou saburota x reader #bandou saburouta #k project #homra #red clan

[fabzthecat]

Bunch of random and conceptual doodles for a steven universe Au I’m working on.

The first one was just me finding the perfect excuses to draw fujieric and Fujishima and Eric in general :v

Second one was me doing an explanatory doodle for @kotoyokai about the slight differences between Peridots and Tourmalines (are like the same but not the same(?)) and also doing a little chart of statures because she asked me why dewa was so short on my twitter doodles.

Third one is a explanation for this secondary “race” of quartz I created for this AU (bassically “masculine” gems who are a experiment that never could be finished for the rebellion on earth, they’re more thin than normal quartz because they’re designed for fast combat at difference of normal quartz who are designed for strong and direct combats). 

The fourth one is Seri as a Blue Lace Agate and I’m happy because she looks like an SU agate but not as a Holly blue agate rip off -dances in happyness-

Last one it’s totally @crazybitch4bl fault, I said on twitter that I don’t know where to put Sukuna’s gem and she started to give me a lot of random places...and I can’t help myself...Blame her for give me such a bunch of stupid ideas xD

#k project #steven universe au #homra #scepter4 #eric surt #eric soult #kosuke fujishima #fujishima kousuke #fujieric #gojo sukuna #awashima seri #kusanagi izumo #yatogami kuroh #yukari mishakuji #masaomi dewa #saburota bando #saburouta bandou #akagi souhei #yoh chitose #totsuka tatara #yata misaki #this literally is the constant fluctuation between my simple style and my more elaborated style #what even is a own style? #what even is art consistence?