#furuichi sakyo x reader

[imaginesfora3]

Furuichi Sakyo

Falls First: You

Falls Harder: Sakyo

He definitely thinks you’re a little crazy. What’s so appealing about a worn out, money grubbing yakuza like him? Surely it’s not the late night B movie marathons, and certainly not the way he shed tears at the slightest sentimental moments that let you know he cherishes making memories deeply. He held himself at such a distance for so long that his descent was inevitable, it was hard to be a tough guy when one person always managed to wrangle out your hidden affectionate side. But being brave enough to even search for it earned you brownie points, so Sakyo almost felt like he had no choice but to give in lest he create more trouble for himself.

Hyodo Juza

Falls First: You

Falls Harder: Juza

No ones seen him the way you have. Even when he stumbled, or messed up a line, or proved he’s hopelessly awkward when it comes to expressing his feelings, you had never laughed at him. He doesn’t feel deserving of your friendship or admiration let alone your love, not when you had done so much to defend him and more while he simply existed in your world with no clue on how to show you how he felt. He had never understood any of Muku’s romance manga but he was slowly starting to understand what it meant to want to protect someone’s smile.

Sakisaka Muku

Falls First: Muku

Falls Harder: Muku

When a true romantic falls in love an angel gets their wings, as well as there being an extra layer of dedication added into the mix. He’s so specific with courting you right, making handmade crafts or homemade food as presents, wanting to give you everything he could possibly get his hands on. He wanted you to see the best parts of him not realizing that life was not a fairy tale; to truly love a person, you needed to know their flaws as well. Knowing you wanted to love him to the fullest extent possible made his heart stop in his chest, even while he still had plenty of growing to do. He hoped that was an adventure you could make together.

Settsu Banri

Falls First: You

Falls Harder: Banri

Hardly one to fall for a traditional romance, Banri was stubborn as a mule when it came to giving his heart away. For all the flirting he did with you there was still a carefully crafted gap, a purposeful distance, a man who was shockingly considerate of what a relationship with him might do to a person. He had never felt loyalty so strongly like he did to you, the complicated dance you partook in all the more invigorating for him. Finding someone who could match his rhythm, meet him step for step without faltering, was a partner that Banri couldn’t simply ignore.

Takato Tasuku

Falls First: You

Falls Harder: You

You are bold to take on the challenge that is Takato Tasuku. Even more single-minded than Tsumugi, you might have to take more drastic measures to draw his attention. It’s almost like he’s unwilling to see what’s right in front of him, but he wasn’t a fool. He’s not afraid of change either but he doesn’t want to partake in a relationship with impossible standards. He can be thoughtful and display his honest feelings, but you had to understand that he’s human above all else. He’s not the charming prince persona he was forced to play countless times in his Godza days; he didn’t always know what to say, and sometimes he might be too blunt, but it didn’t make the love he felt for you any less real.

#A3 #A3! #act! addict! actors! #a3! act! addict! actors! #Sakyo Furuichi #Furuichi Sakyo #Takato Tasuku #Tasuku Takato #Sakisaka Muku #Muku Sakisaka #Hyodo Juza #Juza Hyodo #Settsu Banri #Banri Settsu #furuichi sakyo x reader #Takato Tasuku x Reader #hyodo juza x reader #settsu banri x reader #sakisaka muku x reader

[banzaitaka]

Autumn Troupe‘s Kisses

Banri Settsu, Juza Hyodo, Taichi Nanao, Omi Fushimi, Sakyo Furuichi x gn! reader

Continuing this series because they all deserve love

Spring Troupe‘s Kisses

Summer Troupe‘s Kisses

Banri Settsu…

…kisses mainly to tease and to claim. You‘re reactions to his sudden kisses are just too good to miss out on. Wether it‘s a simple gasp, a squeak, or one of your cute flushed faces; he loves them all. Don‘t pretend to be upset, he‘ll use it against you one way or another. That smug bastard. In addition, he‘s somewhat of a wholesome possessive. He doesn‘t actually get jealous and tries to keep you all to himself in a toxic way. He does, again, as a teasing way. Give him a little smack and watch his playful side crumble with his laugh, leaving a genuine smile on his lips, as he gazes at you as if you were the only light he‘s ever seen.

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Juza Hyodo…

…kisses with much hesitancy. If it was anyone else in his position, he‘d probably say something like „How much can ya do wrong in a kiss anyways?“, but it is him in his position…Suddenly he wonders if he could hurt you if he puts too much pressure on your lips. As if that would ever be physically possible with how he melts into a puddle during a kiss. He turns completely into mush, mumbling out a little „thanks“ for no other reason than not knowing what else to say.

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Taichi Nanao…

…kisses with accidental force. Excitement and endless nervousness come together to overload the poor boy. He‘s trying his best to stay leveled, but more often than not you two end up bumping into each other. It‘s not painful or uncomfortable, just enough to notice.

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Omi Fushimi…

…kisses you casually, and with a warmth and softness that makes you fall for him once again. This gentle giant is just filled with unconditional love and admiration for you, and it shows in absolutely everything he does for you, kisses are no exception. As much as he‘d love to capture every kiss you share in a photograph, he much rather captures them in his mind and heart instead.

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Sakyo Furuichi…

…kisses you in moments of passion and emotion. As a yakuza, he has to follow certain protocol to keep up appearances, safe to say it has molded into his personality over those many years. Thus, physical touch was not something he was that well acquainted with. Every time your lips meet his, it‘s like everything inside of him explodes in a gigantic firework. It leaves him speechless for just a moment, before he manages to regain his posture. With every kiss, he hopes he can make you feel just as incredibly loved as you him.

#x reader #x gn reader #a3 #a3 x reader #a3 x gn reader #sakyo furuichi #sakyo furuichi x reader #sakyo furuichi x gn reader #omi fushimi #omi fushimi x reader #omi fushimi x gn reader #taichi nnao #taichi nanao x reader #taichi nanao x gn reader #juza hyodo #juza hyodo x reader #juza hyodo x gn reader #banri settsu #banri settsu x reader #banri settsu x gn reader

[midnightlee25]

Yandere Reactions: Another yandere hurts their darling for them - Sakyo Furuichi

Basically, they have someone who is obsessed with them and tries to get rid of their darling to get them 

They aren't going to last long. 

He already had people hunting them down. 

But he will be the one that puts them down. 

And he will make their ending slow and painful. 

He will then find out why the person wasn't found out about or stopped in time. 

After this situation he will most likely take his darling into his care so nothing like this ever happens again. 

#yandere #yandere reactions #a3! act! addict! actors! x reader #a3 #yandere a3 #sakyo furuichi #yandere sakyo furuichi

[garden-of-omegas]

⚜ FIRST MEETING [A3! - AUTUMN TROUPE] ⚜

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characters: banri settsu | juza hyodo | taichi nanao | omi fushimi | sakyo furuichi | azami izumida summary: the details of your first meeting with your future mate. warnings: references to violence, references to organized crime rating: sfw a/n: finally done! i had to start work recently so i'm probably going to be a bit more slow with everything (like i already wasn't) but i'm going to try and get a move on with all of these!

~🎕

└── ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ ••✎•• ──────────

≿━━━━༺❀ banri settsu ❀༻━━━━≾

✿ you were an aspiring stuntman, to the stress of your parents. but unfortunately someone of your age didn't get a lot of opportunities, least of all in films, so you decided to turn to the world of theatre acting and find work there.

✿ you were 18, on your first year in university though you unsurprisingly weren't particularly focused on your studies. banri was a year younger than you, at 17.

✿ you'd already been scouted for the autumn troupe, as izumi thought that it was the troupe that needed someone for more challenging roles. and when banri came into "audition" and bad mouthed you, he got a fist to the face faster than ever before. you subsequently realized what you did and refused to come out of your room for the next two days.

✿ you and banri were assigned to room together (on sakyo's orders). it did not start out good, as banri kept trying to get you to actually fight him, while you adamantly refused to even speak to him. it wasn't until you had to actually start practicing that you were actually forced to talk.

✿ for banri, it was love at first sight. sort of, anyways. he's always been attracted to people who can beat his ass (even if he didn't particularly pick up on it) but your 'take-no-shit' attitude really hit it home. at first you didn't like banri, and then you just got embarrassed by your behavior. how could you just punch someone, no matter how annoying they are? and then having to room with him... well, you debated locking yourself away in your room for the rest of eternity. away from him.

≿━━━━༺❀ juza hyodo ❀༻━━━━≾

✿ you were the charismatic leader of the theatre club at your school, but as you were soon set to graduate you wanted to find a more permanent spot to continue acting at. thankfully, you'd recently been informed of the mankai company by a friend of yours.

✿ you were 17, the same age as juza. you'd been into acting since you were way too young to remember, but you'd not seriously started doing it until you were in high school.

✿ it was even prior to the audition, when juza came to your club room to ask you to give him acting lessons. delighted by his "enthusiasm" you gladly said you'd teach him, which turned out to be a bit too big of a promise. but you weren't ready to give up on him, not if he was to become a co-actor of yours.

✿ you had two weeks until audition, and you promised to spend all your free time teaching juza. you'd meet up at your place every few days, and though juza was a hard student to have, you did manage some progress during your two weeks.

✿ juza had admittedly had a huge crush on you for years, as had most of the omega population of the school. but actually meeting you, he couldn't help but grow an even deeper love for you and your passion for acting. juza was admittedly a difficult student in the art of acting, but you could respect his love for the craft. so even if you struggled to keep from screaming whenever he monotonously recited another line, you didn't out of sheer liking for him and his silly ways.

≿━━━━༺❀ taichi nanao ❀༻━━━━≾

✿ you were a nihon buyo dancer, as your oma had been, and her oma before her. you were actually the first alpha in your family to take on the practice, but as an only child it was to be expected. but you weren't quite satisfied with your craft, and thought that some theatre acting practice could help you improve.

✿ you were 17, and under the tutelage of your oma still. unfortunately for her, you were starting to really hit that phase where you wanted independence. taichi was 16 at the time.

✿ you'd just had another argument with your oma, which led to you storming off. you ended up stewing on a park bench by yourself, where taichi happened to catch sight of you, and being a gentleman raised by two alpha's went over to comfort the distressed omega. you were not happy to discover his assumption later on.

✿ while you were initially not very happy about being approached casually, taichi had the sort of puppy energy that made you forgive him quickly. that, and he listened to you rant for almost an hour and didn't complain, which made him pretty good in your eyes.

✿ taichi just thought that you were a pretty omega, as with his limited world view he'd never even considered an alpha doing an elegant hobby like dancing. probably why he didn't particularly mind your "weirdly" strong personality. to you, taichi came across as a cute little puppy, a little omega with a good heart. so, he was the cutest thing you'd ever seen. though your upset mind didn't really pick up on it instantly, you had already grown a bit of a crush on him.

≿━━━━༺❀ omi fushimi ❀༻━━━━≾

✿ you were... well, you were the leader of a biker gang. you'd been one for three years already, though you were slowly starting to doubt the lifestyle you'd chosen and were thinking of quitting. but you still needed a small nudge to take that step

✿ you were 20, a year older than omi. you'd been part of your biker gang for six years at that point, and became the leader at 17 after the sudden death of your previous leader.

✿ you were staring at a shelf of cleaning supplies, having an internal crisis in the middle of a grocery store. you didn't really mean to, but you'd been thinking about your life for days now. and a certain photographer was staring at you in turn, wondering what the hell you were doing. he really needed to get to those cleaning supplies. you almost screamed when he finally tapped you on the shoulder.

✿ after almost kick-dropping omi to the floor, you reluctantly apologize and help him with his groceries. omi didn't actually mind (he understood the instinctual reaction) but was grateful anyways, which ended up with him rambling about his life, which made something with you click.

✿ omi didn't take long to realize what kind of life you'd lived (or were still living, he wasn't sure), and he felt rather bad. he'd never want anybody to live the kind of life he had in high school (oh, if only he knew). he was hoping you'd turn out fine. you had never met such a pretty man before, especially not one so kind. for the first time in a long time you felt bad for the instincts instilled in you since your youth, and hearing him talk about his life made you think about exactly how badly your life was going.

≿━━━━༺❀ sakyo furuichi ❀༻━━━━≾

✿ you were the child of a yakuza boss, though you weren't particularly interested in your appa's work. instead, you loved acting and dancing, which she didn't particularly agree with but was glad to see you happy. you, on the other hand, didn't care for her opinion on the matter.

✿ you were 6, the same age as sakyo. you were living full-time with your appa, who'd actually inherited the group from your oma who'd died a few years ago.

✿ you were on veludo way with one of your appa's subordinates, who was assigned to babysit you. it didn't take long for you to run away from them though, and end up at a certain theatre company where a group was rehearsing. there, a little stern looking boy caught your attention and you immediately decided that he had to be yours.

✿ after actually talking to sakyo (read as: you talked his ear off while he kept wondering where you appeared from), you kept showing up to the mankai company practices, both to see them and to talk to sakyo, who you were absolutely determined to make your friend.

✿ sakyo was mostly confused by you. you showed up out of nowhere, declared him your new friend, and kept showing up to talk about the magic of acting. at least that last part he could tolerate, but you did initially weird him out, a lot. you weren't really certain what about sakyo made him so interesting to you, you just knew that he was. so even when he was less than enthusiastic about your offers of friendship, you didn't take them particularly seriously. nothing would make you give him up.

≿━━━━༺❀ azami izumida ❀༻━━━━≾

✿ you were pretty much a common thug. you'd like to describe yourself otherwise, but you weren't dumb, you knew that you didn't mean much more to the yakuza group you were part of. it was just the lot in life you were born to.

✿ you were 14, while azami was 13. far too young for the life you were living, but having been born into a yakuza family you didn't have much of a choice.

✿ you were really just on a walk, having nothing better to do when you laid eyes on a very lost looking boy who you immediately recognized as a rivalling group's leader's kid. you weren't really sure what to do in a situation like this, but you couldn't let such an opportunity pass you by. so you immediately went up to him, under the guise of wanting to help.

✿ azami was looking for a make-up store, which you rather easily directed him to. you didn't really care for it, but your oma liked experimenting with her make-up. this seemed to get azami comfortable enough to start talking to you, which lead to the topic of his dreams. something about listening to him made you think.

✿ azami didn't actually pay much attention to you at first, really only interested in finding the damn make-up store. but once he actually started talking, and got one look at your amazed face, something in his chest jumped a little. you also didn't really pay much attention to the kid at first, beyond his usefulness to you. but once he started talking... something about his passion for such a mundane thing (to you) was so endearing. you were certain that you just fell in love.

#⚜ garden walks #omegaverse #a/b/o #alpha!reader #x reader #a3! #banri settsu #omega!banri #juza hyodo #omega!juza #taichi nanao #omega!taichi #omi fushimi #omega!omi #sakyo furuichi #omega!sakyo #azami izumida #omega!azami #a3! - autumn troupe

[mashuhiso-writes]

Hey🦆

How bout a reader who hates wearing their glasses cause they ruin their look, so they have them buried somewhere in their room, but sometimes they need a 4k view for something, so they just grab Sakyo's and put them on. They give them back once they're finished-

Preferably established relationship, but anything works

I just think this could be funny

I'll probably edit this edit this later so it looks more organized but omg that's an interesting dynamic for sure! - Sakyo would definitely think of nagging them to buy a new pair but because of how he wants to save money he lets them be - He is also very annoyed when he wakes up and he can't find his glasses - Well, he acts annoyed. He actually thinks it's adorable of them to use his glasses out of all the people they know :) - Citron and Kazunari once thought it was safe to do the same and ended up getting scolded! Yes, his glasses are for him and the reader only. - Sakyo buys them a custom-made pair of glasses for the reader on their birthday, I think it'd be super cute :)

#a3 x reader #sakyo furuichi hcs

[cherry-pyon]

The four seasons of Mankai company

Synopsis: Tachibana (Y/n) and her older sister Tachibana Izumi received a letter that came all the way from a theater company called Mankai company. You both decided to meet the mysterious sender, in hopes of finding answers about your father's whereabouts after 8 years of disappearance, only to find the said theater to be in debt from someone!

⚠️Reminders⚠️:

May contain incorrect grammars (English is not my first language)

A bit of changes in the plot

Different flow of story due to two protagonists (you and Izumi)

Reader is 16 while Izumi is 24 (not canon but is considered)

Fem!reader

P.s: A3! Characters are legally and respectfully owned by Liber Entertainment Inc. and I do not claim them. I only own the changes in the plot of the story

Chapter 1:

Theater Town

"Wake up (y/n), we're here" you were awoken by a soft pat on your head, you soon realized you were leaning on your big sister's shoulder and fell asleep. You raised your head, stealing a few more seconds to doze off as you yawned and told Izumi just about how good your sleep was as she chuckled at you. A voice can be heard from a large speaker as it announces the train's destination, finally reaching your stop—Veludo station.

Izumi got up first, signalling for you to follow her behind so both of you won't get separated from each other. You began looking around as your sister took out the letter together with the company's exact location

"So this town really is full of theaters!" You exclaimed in excitement, admiring the colorful triangle banners surrounding the town, together with different theater companies on sight

"Now that you said it, it really is. The map says the Mankai company is in the corner of Veludo street, I wonder if this is really alright.."

Your sister mumbled the last words, clear enough so that you're the only one hearing it. It seems like she's taking your mother's words seriously about the letter. I mean it's suspicious to find that after all these years, your father's company would still be searching for him

"I don't even know where that man went! We've already cut ties and it's been 8 years since he left" you can still hear the words your mom said, sounds like she still holds a grudge against your father

Lost in your own thoughts, you were snapped back into reality when someone accidentally bumped into you, the impact left you both sitting on the floor, hissing at the pain in unison. He was quick to process anything and immediately apologized, offering a hand as soon as he got up—which you thankfully accepted, earning a relieved sigh from the poor boy

He looked like he ran away from someone, or rather finished a whole marathon, some of the strands of his dark-pink hair are sticking to his forehead which concerns you more

"I'm sorry! I wasn't looking at my way!" He bowed at exactly 90° making you flinch. He stayed like that for almost a minute

You're going to have to thank him for his politeness (even though he looks way younger than you) but this is too much!

"Ahhhhhhhh! Please raise your head now, it's okay it's okay! You don't have to apologize"

you panicked, continuously looking around as people are starting to stare at the two of you. He raised his head, showing his apologetic expression. He's thankful that you accepted his apology—lips forming into a charming smile as he giggled

You swear you see cherry blossoms blooming just around his face

Everything went well after that, not until you heard him made a surprised noise and saw his widened eyes looking at his wristwatch, it seems like he was late and it must've been that important based on his facial expressions. You feel more guilty than you were before

"Sorry, I didn't know you were going some-"

"Ah no! It was my fault! Sorry, I have to go!" He cut you off as he ran away hurriedly—leaving you processing all the things that happened just a few minutes ago

You didn't even realize your older sister was gone, and she probably didn't even realize you weren't with her

'what a perfect sibling dynamic' you jokingly thought

But as soon as you walk through a corner, there she is! Talking to a guy who's crouching on the floor, together with another guy who looks just as concerned as your sister does. I mean who wouldn't be concerned about a guy crouching down on the side of the streets that looks like he's in pain?

You're curious to know what happened, who knows? Maybe it might be best if you judge the situation first based on your understanding and let it live up to your imaginations—two guys falling head over heels to your big sister and are fighting for her love the first time they met her exactly on the streets of Veludo way. Yeah, that'll probably be it!

'I mean I'm not going to blame nee-san if boys fight over for her' you thought, trying to run very sneakily behind your sister

"What's happening? Is he okay?" You said, clinging onto your sister's arm, making her see the Gods from above for a second but sooner thank the Gods upon realizing it was just you

"(Y/n)!" She glared at you, apologizing to her by clinging more tightly. She does nothing but letting you do your own thing since she can't do anything about your behaviour sometimes

"Do adults really like to argue outside the streets?" You asked in curiosity, eyes glued to the scene infront of you—the crouching man before was standing now together with another man. It looks like they were having a complicated conversation

"That's not it, (y/n)-"

"Hey look, a street act!" The three of you stole a quick glance from the source of voice behind, and realized there were a lot of people watching

"I saw that guy on the stage before!" A passerby said. "They're so handsome!" Schoolgirls began squealing from the side. Yup, they're definitely popular

It seems like everyone enjoyed the performance, you won't even deny that both of them are very good at portraying their characters' actions and emotions. Not too long after, both of them bowed in unison, as they thanked all of the people watching them, a full-round of applause was heard as people began tossing lots of coins on a box infront of them, both you and your sister decided to toss coins too to show appreciation as they continuously thanked everyone who showed generosity

"I didn't even realize that was an act just now" Izumi clapped her hand once as she chuckled to herself, making the guy beside her ask in shock

"Eh? That was a play?" The light brown-haired guy must've been way more surprised than your sister does

"Mhm! Actors from theaters usually do these street acts in order to advertise or serve as a fundraising project to their upcoming plays, the scripts are most likely coming only from their ad-libs so it's really impressive once you know about it" Izumi babbled. Both you and the guy were happy to know about this new discovery. Your nee-san is knowledgeable about things such as this which left you admiring her more not only as an older sister, but also as your second guardian and your teacher

"As expected from a theater town...I think I need to study more" the guy mumbled something under his breath that you cannot hear quite clearly, but you just shrugged it off even though you are curious to know what it is

The crouching guy from before apologized to both of them, then the latter began scolding his friend that he came out so slow earlier when they performed

"Excuse me! Are you now recruiting members for God?" The light brown-haired guy suddenly asked out to the two actors, which both you and your older sister curiously watched from behind

'Maybe he wants to be an actor too!' you assumed

You examined the conversation they exchanged—upon discovering that he was looking for a dorm to stay on. You were sad for the guy after hearing that the God troupe doesn't have a dorm. He thanked both of them and parted ways, leaving both of you proceeding to your main objective

"Now i'm really looking forward to this play after seeing a street act" your sister's eyes beamed in excitement, and yours were beaming too

"Romeo gakuen heaven.." you mumbled, remembering the play's title when you saw it on the company's map as Izumi—who cannot wait any longer, led the way

"Mankai theater is supposed to be here, right?"

That was the first thing your older sister asked, upon looking up to see a theater infront of you with a huge signboard that says 'Mankai Theater'

"I mean it's in the signboard up there, so this must be it. We can't be discovering lots of Mankai theaters here when I'm sure father only owns a single one"

"But this one is...honestly crumbling" although you're hesitant whether it's right to comment about the appearance, she's got a point. It looks like it holds a LOT of history

"There's no sign of people even though there is a play today, is this really fine?" Izumi added, slowly pacing back and forth while lost in her own thoughts, unable to comprehend the things happening today. Was it a prank? Or probably the wrong map? But it can't be, the signboard literally says the theater and the company you're looking for

Because of this, your conversation together with your mom suddenly came into mind again

"The letter said it's from the Mankai company" you said, handing it out for your older sister to see

"Mom! Mankai company is dad's theater, right? The sender might know something about where dad is!" Izumi said

"Maybe if we meet with them, we'll definitely know something!" She added, too insisting to know your mother's response

"Then do it by yourself because mom doesn't know and-"

"Can I go with you, nee-san?"

"You're not allowed to go with your big sister, (y/n). You still have classes to attend tomorrow!" Your mother stated, too busy to look behind her to see your disappointed expression—arms crossed and furrowed eyebrows

"Can't she just transfer to another school? One that's near enough to the company? In that way we won't have to go back here and go back there" Izumi suggested, even though it sounds too much of a trouble to handle all of it, your mother only replied with an annoyed sigh, one that secretly makes you celebrate

"I'll take care of her, trust me on this mom" she added, smiling at your mother as she looked over through her shoulder to look at both of you, rethinking whether she will choose the right decision on this

"I hope you won't give too much trouble to your nee-san, (y/n). I'll let this slide but if I ever receive a letter that you skip classes without my watch, I'll be forcing you to go back home here, got it?" Mother warned you, glancing at the two of you back-to-back as you both nod in unison. You thanked your mother—hugging her as Izumi joined too

You were back to the Earth as you looked down at the letter in your hand and turned it around to examine it

"I didn't notice the sender's name was here. Nee-san, do you know who's Matsukawa Isuke?" You questioned, to which she replied back

"I don't know who this person is but I'm curious to know what kind of relationship they have with dad"

You were about to reply back to your sister when a voice suddenly spoke out, which made you flinch and your sister looking behind instantly

"Hey, do the two of you need something from this theater?" You looked behind nervously. It's an adult man with blonde hair and glasses, and if you tend to look closely and carefully, he has an attractive mole under his right eye. 'He's good looking yet he's intimidating' you thought

"Matsukawa-san?" Izumi said in a low and hesitant tone. Wait! He must be the sender of the letter, and with that you stand next to your sister which made the blonde-haired man slightly raise his one eyebrow

"You must be that person we're looking for, right mr.?" You asked, patiently waiting for his reply to which unexpectedly made him react the opposite of what you thought

"HUHH?!" He reacted. You can clearly tell by the looks of his face that it's the wrong person

But his face suddenly changed when he glanced over at your sister's face and looks like he discovered something, which weirded you out

"Wait aren't you.."

"Okay wrong person, nee-san! I repeat, wrong person!" You carefully but hurriedly grab both your sister's shoulder to back her up to the mysterious person who kept looking at her as if he's scanning her face as she nervously laughs, sweat slowly forming on her forehead

"Sorry, we got the wrong person. It's not like we received any letter! We're just passersby letter A-B!"

You began panicking, not having any choice but to agree with your sister's choice of words. It was obvious but there's no backing away now. Whoever this man really is, you know he's got something to do with this theater

"If you don't want to encounter a dangerous sight, it's best for the two of you to leave quickly. People who don't have any businesses here are not needed"

It was the last thing you heard before the ground began shaking, and a loud noise could be heard going nearer as you felt scared and decided to cling onto your sister. There goes a huge excavator that was coming towards the theater! Where did that even come from?! And why is it going forward?! And who is this man trying to destroy the theater?!

Your eyes widened, both you and your sister are surprised that this would take an unexpected turn of events

"Wait wait wait!! Please stop!! STOP!!!" A pleading-crying voice can be heard as another mysteriously looking guy with a rather ragged outfit came running very fast in an attempt to stop the excavator, but the scary blonde guy ignored the other as he talked to the one driving the excavator, the latter even called him 'Aniki!' so they were accomplices after all!

"Do it, Sakoda. Make sure you completely destroy the signboard, this will be fully demolished after and reconstructed into a bar-"

"H-hey! What are you doing!?" Izumi suddenly blurted out, there's no other way but to talk it out and that's the only help she can think of

"I just told you it'd be dangerous, didn't I?" He replied back, looking behind to steal a glance at the two of you, you can't do anything as your feet felt numb, almost as if you're stuck and unable to speak

"I beg you Furuichi-san! Please stop it!!!" The poor guy wasted no time and bowed, he stayed like that for minutes and completely began to sink lower and lower until his forehead became in contact with the floor, 'the theater must be super important to this guy' you looked down on him in pity, surely there must be some way we can help him, he might be the person we are looking for

"You're the one who said that if you can't pay all of your debts by the end of the show, I'll have to use force here!"

"Today is our main show!" He cried out, looking up at the blonde guy, who looks down on him in dissapointment

"I could pay at least the interest if I can get money from this performance! Just please think this over and let's talk!" He continuously cried out, being really vulnerable infront of him. It looks like there's no way of getting into him until he sighs in annoyance and gives an instruction from his accomplice

"Sakoda, stop"

"Yessir!"

As soon as the blonde haired guy named Furuichi-san stopped talking, the pitiful guy sighed in relief and stood up but soon got tense again when Furuichi-san leaned his arm around his shoulder, making the pitiful guy petrified

"How many tickets have been sold?"

"Zero!"

"How about the full-house tickets?"

"Also zero!"

"What time is the performance?"

"3 minutes by now!"

The pitiful guy ended his sentence in a nervous laugh as Furuichi-san doesn't look a little big amused by his answers

"Sakoda, do it"

"Yessir!!"

"WAIT!! WAIT! THE AUDIENCE ARE ABOUT TO COME!!" He said as he begged again, lots of crying noises can be heard as he purposely tried his best to leave the theater untouched into any damage, although it looks like it's gonna break by itself

'This is too much to handle!! God please help this poor guy!' you cried out in your mind, the cries of the pleading guy and the cruelty of a guy who doesn't look like he'll show mercy at any time is too much for your heart to handle, this is pure torture!

"Where are they?"

"Errr...uhmm..ahhh"

"Why do I feel like we're being stared at..." Your older sister muttered, her body stood still like a mannequin as her face made a weird expression

Your hand makes its way to fidget on the hem of your skirt, looking down as you slowly backed away, hiding behind your sister

Izumi might have seen your movements as a sign of telling her to help him, you might look tough at first but sometimes you're at a loss of words. That's why she took up all the courage and decided to speak up

"The audiences are right here" She defended, pressing her hand on her chest in a way she can present herself, while you remained hiding

"SEE?! T-THEY'RE HERE!!" The ragged-looking guy's face switched into pure excitement, too loud in your opinion but you understand his situation if you were in his shoes, you'd definitely be too hype

"Didn't you just say that you're just a passersby A and B?" He clicked his tongue

"We have the flyer as proof!" You showed him the flyer. It was the theater's exact performance for today which you're really looking forward to

It seems like it's enough proof to present, he sighed in defeat. "A few more audiences might still be on their way here, it'd be a total waste if we didn't get to watch the performance" you added, hoping it could warm this cold-hearted man

"Did you even watch this theater's recent performance?" He asked, his purple eyes piercing a hole through you. It's truly agonizing to feel little sometimes

"No..I don't?"

"That's what I thought"

"But this place. It feels familiar.." Izumi joined in the conversation, clutching her hands in her sling bag. She looked at the large banner right above the signboard—Deja vu coming through her "It's like I've been here when I was little" she added

"I see.." he pondered as his eyes landed on your older sister. You're really really sure for yourself that he LOVES to pierce a hole through anyone with how sharp his gazes are. It's scary

"PLEASE WATCH OUR SHOW! WE HAVE A NEW MEMBER AND IT'S GOING TO BE HIS FIRST PERFORMANCE!" The ragged-looking man begged, desperately crying out as you swore you felt a ringing in your ear just now

"So you got a new recruit?"

"THAT'S RIGHT!!" he yelled, obediently answering to Furuichi-san's questions

"HAVING THE THEATER DEMOLISHED RIGHT BEFORE HIS FIRST PERFORMANCE IS TOO CRUEL" His hands clasped as he still wouldn't stop crying

It's a huge relief that people rarely walk by here and witness a chaotic scene infront of the theater, where a large excavator is going to demolish a crumbling theater and the ragged-looking guy who you don't know the name of starts sacrificing his sanity just to keep the building untouched, and two audience who just wanted to know their father's whereabouts are now being forced to witness everything that's happening

"Sakoda, stay here"

"Yessir!"

Furuichi-san stood still infront of the theater, his back facing the three of you. You felt shivers down your spine, making the air feel colder than it was before

"Start the show now" the three of you suddenly feel like you've been freed from the suffocating silence, especially the ragged-looking guy, who happily obliged and replied back with a "YES!" Quickly assisting the three of you inside the theater

You looked around the interior—eyes wandering at every corner. You followed your older sister as she sat on the front row, sitting beside her as your lips can't stop itself from smiling. You're excited

Furuichi-san sat right beside you, and now you're in between, feeling the awkward air flowing inside the room

"Don't regret that you stopped us earlier"

"Eh?" You looked at him, only to witness his eyes closed and face in a much more relaxed expression. His index finger softly taps on the sleeves of his coat several times, it's probably the best not to bother him at this time or you'll regret it. The thought of it already makes your anxiety rose up

When the buzz stopped, the curtain lifts up, the lights from the stage started to warm up the atmosphere in the pitch black room. Your (e/c) eyes lit up as its only focus is on the stage, and to the familiar dark pink-haired boy

#a3! act addict actors #a3! #a3! game #a3 x reader #sakuya sakuma #tsuzuru minagi #izumi tachibana #sakyo furuichi #act! addict! actors! #x reader #fluff

[sly-writings]

Wife giving birth

Fandom: A3!

Pairings: Itaru x reader • Chikage x reader • Sakyo x reader

Warnings: // Mentions of pregnancy // child birth // mentions of death // mention of car crash

Reader: Female

Last post here since I already finished this and I'm too lazy to move it to my a3! blog

Itaru

He was out with Banri when he suddenly got a message from one of the troupe members that his wife is going into labor.

Banri never saw Itaru run so fast just as he did after recieving that message-almost dropping his phone in the process.

Banri was the one driving to the hospital since Itaru was so nervous he was sure Itaru would crash the car if he let him drive.

As soon as they got to the hospital Itaru is out of the car and running to the front desk asking for your name.

He was outside pacing back and forth anxiously waiting.

His gentlemanly facade crumbling away.

After the whole ordeal was done and you safely delivered your child only Itaru begins to calm down.

Plays it cool once the baby is born and denies that he panicked.

Banri has a video of him running and screaming.

Chikage

He was with you when your water broke.

Didn't waste anytime and immediately drove you to the hospital.

One you're in the delivery room he messaged the entire troupe about what's happening and they immediate went to the hospital.

Chikage is sitting still waiting for the outcome.

He's very calm outside but he's a nervous wreck on the inside.

He knows the risk of giving birth and he is definitely afraid of the mere thought of loosing you.

Hisoka notices this and tries talking to him to calm him down.

"I am calm." He is absolutely not.

After you gave birth all his worries went down the drain and was so relieved.

A smile that he rarely shows can be seen on his face.

Sakyo

He had some small business with the Ginsenkai and since no one is with you he decided to bring you along.

He left you with Sakoda while he talks with the Ginsenkai members.

He was in the middle of discussing something with the members when Sakoda suddenly burst in calling for him.

He was about to yell at him when Sakoda informed him that you were about to give birth.

He dropped everything in his hands and immediately carried you to the car.

He was so nervous that he didn't even contact the others and was just walking back and forth outside the delivery room.

Sakoda was the one who informed everyone.

Best to let him be if you don't want him yelling at you.

Looses his composure and is a nervous wreck.

Banri and Azami enjoys this and definitely took some videos of Sakyo.

When you safely delivered the baby he would be all over you asking if you're all right.

Forbids anyone from speaking about how he acted while you gave birth.

#fanfic #reader insert #headcanon #writing #a3! #a3! headcanon #a3! x reader #a3! reader insert #pregnancy #child birth #a3! itaru #a3! itaru chigasaki #a3! chikage #a3! chikage utsuki #a3! sakyo #a3! sakyo furuichi #a3! itaru x reader #a3! chikage x reader #a3! sakyo x reader #a3! reader #fem! reader #female reader

[halloweenismyfav]

【 𝐑𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐒 + 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐒 】

【 𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐌𝐒 𝐈 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐑 】

❥ Toilet Bound Hanako-kun

❥ A3!

❥ Twisted Wonderland

❥ Genshin Impact

❥ Fire Emblem Three Houses

❥ Arcane

【 𝐈 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 】

❥ Extreme Gore/Gruesome Injuries

❥ NSFW

❥ Pedophilia

❥ Incest/Stepcest

❥ Yandere

【 𝐈 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 】

❥ Fluff

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❥ Suggestive Content (to an extent and only characters 16+)

❥ Oneshots

❥ Headcanons

❥ Character Interactions

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❥ Character x Character

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❥ General/Platonic Relationships

❥ Same Sex Relationships

【 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐈’𝐋𝐋 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐑 】

Please forgive me if there is a character you wanted to request but isn’t on this list! I just have my own preferences of who I write and which ones are easier. (i.e. sometimes certain characters don’t have enough screentime)

bold = platonic only

◦ 𝐓𝐁𝐇𝐊 ◦ Yashiro Nene, Hanako/Yugi Amane, Yugi Tsukasa, Kou Minamoto, Teru Minamoto, Mitsuba Sousuke, Akane Aoi, Aoi Akane, Yako, Tsuchugomori, Hyuuga Natsuhiko, Nanamine Sakura, Shijima Mei

◦ 𝐀𝟑! ◦ Sakuya Sakuma, Masumi Usui, Tsuzuru Minagi, Itaru Chigasaki, Citron, Chikage Utsuki, Tenma Sumeragi, Yuki Rurikawa, Muku Sakisaka, Misumi Ikaruga, Kazunari Miyoshi, Kumon Hyodo, Banri Settsu, Juza Hyodo, Sakyo Furuichi, Taichi Nanao, Omi Fushimi, Azami Izumida, Tsumugi Tsukioka, Tasuku Takato, Homare Arisugawa, Hisoka Mikage, Azuma Yukishiro, Guy, Izumi Tachibana, Matsukawa, Tetsuro, Ken Sakoda

◦ 𝐓𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐖𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝 ◦ Riddle Rosehearts, Trey Clover, Cater Diamond, Ace Trappola, Deuce Spade, Leona Kingscholar, Ruggie Bucchi, Jack Howl, Azul Ashengrotto, Jade Leech, Floyd Leech, Kalim Al-Asim, Jamil Viper, Vil Schoenheit, Rook Hunt, Epel Felmier, Idia Shroud, Ortho Shroud, Malleus Draconia, Lilia Vanrouge, Silver, Sebek Zigvolt, Cheka, Che'nya, Neige Leblanche, Grim

◦ 𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧 𝐈𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐭 ◦ Aether, Lumine, Paimon, Dainsleif, Scara/Wanderer, Albedo, Amber, Arataki Itto, Barbara, Beidou, Bennett, Chongyun, Collei, Cyno, Diluc, Diona, Eula, Fischl, Gorou, Hu Tao, Jean, Kaedehara Kazuha, Kaeya, Kamisato Ayaka, Klee, Kujou Sara, Kuki Shinobu, Lisa, Mona, Ningguang, Noelle, Qiqi, Raiden Shogun/Ei, Razor, Rosaria, Sangonomiya Kokomi, Sayu, Shenhe, Shikanoin Heizou, Sucrose, Tartaglia, Thoma, Tighnari, Venti, Xiangling, Xiao, Xingqiu, Xinyan, Yae Miko, Yanfei, Yelan, Yoimiya, Yun Jin, Zhongli

◦ 𝐅𝐄𝟑𝐇 ◦ Byleth (male and female), Edelgard, Hubert, Ferdinand, Linhardt, Caspar, Bernadetta, Dorothea, Petra, Dimitri, Dedue, Felix, Ashe, Sylvain, Mercedes, Annette, Ingrid, Claude, Lorenz, Raphael, Ignatz, Lysithea, Marianne, Hilda, Leonie, Yuri, Balthus, Constance, Hapi, Flayn

◦ 𝐀𝐫𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐞 ◦ Vi, Jinx, Ekko, Caitlyn, Jayce, Viktor, Mel

【 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐒 】

I automatically make the reader gender neutral unless you specifiy otherwise!

I tend to write more general things now for TBHK rather than reader inserts, but I'll still accept requests for X Readers if you wish.

I’ve seen up to Chapter 5 with TWST, along with about half of Chapter 6, so try not to send requests that include spoilers for anything beyond that! It'd be greatly appreciated ^^

For FE3H, I don't write for the Church of Seiros (except for Flayn). I like them all but I just don't enjoy writing for them as much qwq

I’ve watched all of Arcane but I haven’t played League of Legends so if there’s something that I should know about, please let me know!

For any requests involving the fluff alphabet I have, I'll allow a maximum of 5 letters and 5 characters per request. Just remember that the more letters and characters there are, the longer it'll take me to finish.

Regarding suggestive requests, anyone under 16 will not be allowed to have suggestive requests. It just makes me uncomfortable. (Suggestive meaning no full blown NSFW but some mild spice.)

【 𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐒 】

💌.answered prayers — Answered requests!

💌.apprentice's prayers — Non-request writing!

💌.pragma — Romantic and/or Fluff

💌.mania — Angst

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💌.philia — Platonic (as Friends)

💌.storge — Platonic (as Family)

#twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #genshin impact x reader #fire emblem x reader #arcane x reader #fire emblem three houses x reader #tbhk x reader #a3 x reader #💌.apprentice's rules

[nanamisflowerfield]

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Sakyo wanted one thing. Just to be your husband and stay home with his children and have a happy life. One that he couldn't have during his Yakuza time, which is why he gave up his Yakuza life just to be with you...

So welcome in his messy and funny life of one ex-yakuza and his family.

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The blonde starred at his wristwatch, watching the hands of the wristwatch moving until his gaze looked up again. “But you will still watch over him.��� He heard his boss say, as the yakuza stood up, nodding with his head, before he walked out of the building, hoping to never come back to his old life.

“When will he come? Heeey, (y/n)-saaan! Pleaseee!” You chuckled at the kid you had to babysit. “Don’t worry, he will be back in a couple of minutes. Then you can play with him, before I will cook you all something tasty.” You told the black-haired boy, patting his head, as he in return stared out of the window.

And you were right. Only a few minutes had passed by and the now ex-yakura walked through the door to nearly lose his balance. “You are late!” A sigh left Sakyo’s lips. He rolled with his eyes as he grabbed the little brat into a half-sided hug. “Did you wait too long for me, Azami?” The kid nodded with his head, now demanding to play with his dinosaur toys with the older man. “In a second… Give me just a second.” He muttered and walked into the kitchen to see you preparing the meal for the day.

“Hello, love.” Sakyo kissed your cheek, only to hear Azami’s “disgustiiiing” in the living room. “Welcome back, Sakyo. Are you now free?” Your husband nodded, telling you that he will have time for you and the brat for a long time, but got interrupted by the mentioned kid, who wanted to play a bit more before they could eat lunch.

“I just hope that you won’t regret it, Sakyo… But good to know that I can go to work, knowing that you both are safe and healthy at home.” You smiled at the blonde, who send you a smaller smile in return, while he got dragged away by the much weaker kid. “Calm down, Azami…”

Light laughter, discussions and argument over toys were heard in the living room, while the two boys could only listen to your chuckle, as you placed the food onto the table, calling them to eat and hoped that it would taste as good as your husband’s. But from now on, you had not to worry, as Sakyo gave up his work as Yakuza, to be your hausmann. He promised you, that he will do everything from now on and you knew, that he would never lie to you, after all… He was your perfect husband.

“Mh? What’s that?” Sakyo finished his Hitsumabushi, that you had cooked for those two troublemakers, who will never to learn to bring away the toys that were laying around the floors. “Oh, I made this. Did you forget the day? It’s valentine’s day.” You chuckled and pressed your lips onto his cheek. “I made them for you.” You pressed the heart-looking box into his palms, as Sakyo opened the lid of it, smelling the rich flavor of chocolate in there. “They look wonderful. I’m sorry that I have nothing for you.”, he thanked you, while he shoved Azami to the living room and told him to clean up the mess.

“Don’t worry your pretty head about it.” You had winked at him, now cleaning the dishes. “You already gave me a present and the only thing I need.” You told him. The blonde smiled at you, knowing that you meant many things that you two did. Your marriage, your love and also that he gave up his job to be by your side and help you out, while you worked at some boring office somewhere in the city, where he never had stepped a foot into the building.

“Thank you for the chocolate, my valentine.” The ex-yakuza smirked at your flushed face. “Oh, shush and go. Tomorrow you will be the one that will do all the chores, don’t you dare to forget!”

And you were right. That’s what Sakyo will do for many days in his life. In his hopefully normal life as ex-yakuza and husband.

#sakyo goes husband #a3! game #a3 imagines #a3! act! addict! actors! #a3! #a3 x reader #sakyo furuichi imagines #sakyo furuichi imagine #sakyo furuichi x reader #furuichi sakyo x reader #furuichi sakyo

[emilycollins00]

Okay, I was about to update a request and somehow I deleted it? I’m so sorry! The request was: 

Tsuzuru and Sakyo react to waking up next to you and you have crazy hair 😂 (god thing I copy them when I work on the doc!)

Hence, the delay. I’ve just now been informed I can’t retrieve things I delete so I’ll keep my hands on check next time. Hope you enjoy it anyway dear 💕 I personally really liked how they both turned out!

Tsuzuru

This happens in the library mostly because that’s were Tsuzuru part time lives in my mind

He realizes you have fallen asleep next to him

If I’m being honest? I think crazy hair would be the last thing crossing Tsuzuru’s mind

He watches you tired, but somethings about you relax him at the same time

Tsuzuru finds you just so endearing

Tries to wake you up but you don’t want to

Noticing now your hair, pokes fun at you

But just to try to wake you up, he still think you are cute with your hair in a mess

Finals

Ah, one of the scariest words someone could say to a student already at the edge of exhaustion. It was the fourth day in a row Tsuzuru and you had decided to meet to study in the library. He had been tense and stressed having to finish one of the scripts too on time and you and told yourself you would end up killing your roommates if you didn’t get out of your apartment.

You both couldn’t help it. It had been a really rough week. Everyone in the room might have been classified as a zombie as well.

Tsuzuru opened his eyes disoriented, computer and books all over the table. Probably because he had no idea what time it is. Was it night already? He turned to check on you-

Boy you were close.

He felt his face getting hotter as he mumbled to himself to calm down. Still had to get used to things like this with you.

“Y/N” he whispered. Your eyelids started moving a few seconds later, but not much. You stretched a bit, exhaling deeply. He heard you mumbling something, so he concentrated to try to understand you, but were not making sense to him “…Y/N? I can’t hear you”

“…asked if finals are done..”

Ah.

“I… don’t think so” he looked at his phone to check. He really was that drowsy “Still a few days left”

“Ugh… then don’t wake me up, please” you unconsciously leaned more on him, bumping your head with his.

His heart jumped. Your breathing was calm, soothing. He caught himself enjoying and watching you fondly. Then giggled, finally noticing your hair.

Part of it was hiding your face and the other was all tangled. How did you mess it up so much from sleeping on a table?

“…That’s an amazing hair, Y/N”

“You are lucky I’m too tired and love you, Tsuzuru” you murmured, still not fully opening your eyes “Very lucky”

He smiled.

‘I think the same thing’

 -

Sakyo

He wakes up feeling warmth next to his left side

Remembers you falling asleep on him on the sofa

He realizes you two are STILL on the same sofa? Notices how much of a mess your hair is

I’m not saying Sakyo’s one of those who believes in those “The One” concept, but at that moment….

He tries to convince himself you don’t look adorable even with your hair all over the place

You start to groan in response and roll over when he decides it’s time for you to wake up

He lectures you for not waking up but he still hasn’t moved, he’s just talking with you in his arms

I’m soft for this grumpy man

The bad posture is what made Sakyo wake up

As soon as he opened one eye, he noticed you were there. He frowned, confused. Sure, he had invited you to the Autumn troupe closing night celebration at the dorm, like always, but why were you sleeping next to him?

He then vaguely remembers you falling asleep on him on the sofa. It had gotten really late. None of the other adults who had been still awake had been able to move you, so he told them he would stay still for a few minutes before waking you up and take you home.

However.

He realized you two were STILL on the same sofa “When did I…?” he mutters to himself.

He opened his mouth to call you out but closes it as soon as he takes a better look at you. Sakyo didn’t like the word ‘Fate’ or ‘The One’. They were cheesy and in his opinion, didn’t allow people to develop themselves in a relationship.

Even so, seeing you so damn close, those concepts are what crossed over his head. He really adored all of you. The tranquility that you emitted. He also tried to convince himself you didn’t look adorable even with your hair all over the place as he turned to wake you up. 

“Y/N” he shook your shoulder “We fell asleep, wake up”

You started to groan in response and rolled over “Please Sakyo, five minutes…” you scrubbed your face

“Do I look like your personal clock?”

You opened your eyes and squeezed them looking at him. You really weren’t a morning person.

He sighed “Your hair’s a mess you know. You should at least go to the bathroom before every one of those kids wakes up”

He lectured you, but he still hadn’t moved yet either. He was just talking softly as he caressed you hand.

You groaned louder but started stretching to get up and do what he said, not that you wanted to “You don’t make it easy to love you, Sakyo”

You said that but were smiling. He smiled too.

“Good morning”

“Good morning”

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Wish you all a wonderful day!💕

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[lcs-library]

Spending Valentine’s Day with Mankai!

🍁Autumn Troupe🍁

Banri

🍂“Yeah, yeah, it’s Valentine’s Day, what do you want me to do about it? Make a big deal out of it? I’ll get you some flowers or chocolates if you want some, but that’s about it.”

🍂You weren’t normally a stubborn person, but today just seemed like a day where you wanted just a bit more.

🍂And the best way to get what you want is to give it to somebody first, so that’s exactly what you did.

🍂You slammed your body into Banri’s, squeezing him tight until he let out an “oOF-” sound.

🍂“Alright, alright, you win, we’ll go somewhere or cuddle or something, happy?”

🍂As he said this, his arms found their way around your waist, pulling you into him, then he kissed your hair before ruffling it.

🍂“So, tell me what you wanna do already.”

Juza

🍰Sweet boy just wants to enjoy some sweet stuff with you!

🍰“There you are. Was wondering when you’d show up. C’mon, I’ve got something to show you.”

🍰He takes you to the kitchen for you to find an array of sweets and desserts laid across the table, all ready for you to try.

🍰“Got Omi’s help for these, and I wanted to do this for you. I haven’t gotten to try any of them, so I wanna see how they are. C’mon, sit down.”

🍰After sitting you down, he separates a bite of a tart onto his fork, then holds it out in front of him.

🍰“Open up, cupcake.”

🍰You agree, taking a bite of the treat, your eyes immediately shooting open.

🍰It was a perfect tart, with the crust melting in your mouth, the cream being fluffy and soft, and the fruit balancing the flavors out.

🍰“Well? How’d I do?”

🍰You reached across the table to pat his head, a delighted grin on your face.

🍰Juza blushed, tilting his head down to grant you more access to his hair.

🍰“So you liked it. Thanks. N’ also thanks for the pets. Felt good.”

🍰Big dummy isn’t exactly used to feeling small, so you just made his entire year.

Taichi

🐶“Oh, uh, heyyyyy, nothing suspicious going on in here, what makes you say that? Noooo, me?”

🐶That’s all that Taichi said when you popped into his room to ask him what he was up to on Valentine’s Day

🐶“Well, I guess the cat’s out of the bag. C’mere, I’ll show you your gift a little early.”


🐶You found him surrounded with little paper strips, some folded into stars and put in a jar, some with scribbles on them, and some crumpled on the ground.

🐶“So, what I was planning on doing was making you a bunch of little origami stars with little messages about why I love you on them and put them in a jar, so when you’re feeling sad, you can know that I’ve got your back. But then you walked in and the surprise is ruined.”

🐶You took that as your cue to leave, telling Taichi that you didn’t see any of the notes, and that you would wait until he was done to receive your gift.

🐶When you did receive it, Taichi had this proud smile on his face and when he saw your giddy face when you opened one of the stars, he rammed his body into yours in a hug.

🐶“Hehe, sorry, I couldn’t help it, you looked so cute! I’m so happy you like it. Happy Valentine’s Day, baby!”

Omi

📷When he texted you to come to the living room because he had a surprise for you, you never expected what came next

📷“You came. Good. Well, come closer. I have something to show you.”

📷He patted the spot next to him on the couch, waiting for you to come to him, to which you complied. As soon as you did, he wrapped his arm around your shoulders, giving you a tender kiss on the top of your head.

📷“There we go. Okay, can you close your eyes for me? Good.”

📷You felt him place something in your hands, and you could tell that it was hard and flat, but it was indistinguishable at the moment.

📷“Okay, you can open your eyes now. Well, what do you think?”

📷What he had given you was a photo book of his favorite moments with you. You opened it, flipping through the pages.

📷A lot of the pictures were beautiful, or of special moments you had shared. That, and there were quite a few pictures where at least one of you either wasn’t aware or wasn’t ready, which was very unflattering.

📷When you got to one of them, you looked up at Omi, wondering why he wanted to put this of all pictures in the book.

📷“Oh, that, haha. That was just something that I thought was cute. It’s not necessarily photogenic, but it’s silly and fun, and it represents the real you. I love it so much. I love you so much.”

📷You reciprocated his feelings with a kiss on his cheek, then wrapped your arms around his neck. He hummed happily at your sweet actions.

📷“Thanks, dear. I also made some cake for you if you want to have some of that later. Ah, but let’s just stay here for now. It’s peaceful.”

📷He finished his short monologue with his own kiss on your cheek.

📷“Happy Valentine’s Day, darling.”

Sakyo

💴Invites you to a late-night movie session the night before Valentine’s Day

💴“Well, don’t keep me waiting. This one’s supposed to be good. That, and I want extra role study.”

💴Sure, Sakyo, sure you do.

💴You come to his side, holding the large bowl of popcorn in between the both of you.

💴The movie, in fact, was very good. It was one of those movies that gets you to think hard about it, even after you finish watching it.

💴Although it was very gripping, it was nearing 2 am, and you were getting a little bit sleepy. The bowl was long abandoned at this point, and the space between your bodies was lessening by the second.

💴Before you knew it, your eyelids began to droop, and your head bobbed, telling you that you would probably need to go to bed soon, but what happened next was a miracle.

💴Sakyo snaked his arm behind your back, pulling you ever so slightly closer to him, but that slight distance just happened to be when your bodies meshed together.

💴You didn’t notice, but your head had already made its way to Sakyo’s shoulder, turning it into your pillow for the night.

💴“Hmph. Haven’t changed a bit, have you? Well then, sweet dreams. Oh, and happy Valentine’s Day.”

💴And with that, he sent you to sleep with a small kiss on the forehead.

Azami

💄“You’re going out with someone for Valentine’s Day, right? No? Really? You seem like the type who would love that shit. Well, I was gonna offer to do your makeup for you for that, but I guess that’s out of the question now. Wait, why do you still want me to do it? You’re not going anywhere, so there’s no reason to. Ugh, fine, if you really want it.”

💄Azami sat you down on one of the chairs in the room then began his work.

💄After a bit of scolding for not keeping up with your skincare, he actually starts, creating a beautiful look for you, to the point where you didn’t even realize it was you when you stared into the mirror.

💄And yet, the process to even get to that point was grueling, because Azami, being Azami, decided that he would freak out every time his hand or, even worse, his face was near yours, thinking that you’d accidentally mistake his actions and his offer to be something romantic.

💄“Done. What do you think? Good, right? Of course it is. What are you gonna even do with it, though?”

💄To that, you suggested going out with him on a date.

💄“Wh-! NO! You’re not supposed to do that until you’re in your thirties, you creep! Go, get out of here, have a date with someone else!”

💄You didn’t even have time to thank him for his work before you were pushed out of the room by a VERY red Azami.

🌸Spring Troupe🌸☀️Summer Troupe☀️❄️Winter Troupe❄️

#yay now I gotta finish writing winter troupe #*cries in I don’t wanna write Tasuku* #all I need to do is him and Azuma but grrrrrrrr #tasuku’s so boring idk what to do with him >:( #a3! #fanfiction #a3! x reader #a3! autumn troupe #akigumi #banri settsu #juza hyodo #taichi nanao #omi fushimi #sakyo furuichi #azami izumida #oh can you tell that I like writing Sakyo hehe #he and banchan are my faves #in autumn troupe at least #a3! headcanons #my fics

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Reconnection [Furuichi Sakyo]

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The past truly had a way of haunting Sakyo.

He wouldn’t call it breaking up as you had never officially been an item, but his mother hadn’t agreed with that at all. You had been near inseparable when he had time off, as she put it, and he had softened his hard edges around you. She could see a change in him that only a mother who wanted the best for her son could see, yet all he was worried about was dragging you down with him. There was that side of him that, no matter how much his mother supported him, made him feel like he could never provide the type of life you needed.

Sakyo wasn’t a fool. He knew that you had loved him, and he knew that you knew he loved you back. But there’s an odd song and dance that two adults who aren’t quite on the same wavelength do. Mindlessly spending time together was fine as children but as adult it ended with purpose, with marriage, and to think of you being stuck with him for an eternity… He was selfish, he supposed, in pulling away from you without much explanation but he didn’t think one was needed. You knew him better than anyone, knew why he acted the way he did and why he made the choices he did, and you had even boldly defended him from his mother.

She had seen through you both, though.

He had agreed to go to the wedding because his mother hardly had the chance to get out of the house these days, and she seemed excited to pick out a new dress. There was something conspiratorial about her attitude but he assumed it might have to do with flirting with other men, and that was not a topic he was about to breach with her. He’d take her, make sure she was safe, and then when she was ready to leave he would escort her home. Conveniently enough it was on one of his free weekends so all he had to do was get his suit cleaned and he was ready for a wedding.

With his mother on his arm he found himself seated at a table, keeping to himself and engaging in polite conversation only when he was approached. His mother was a little friendlier as these were people and families she knew well, smiling, laughing, joking, it made him happy to see her so relaxed. He had quick flashes to the past where they had struggled but he quickly brushed them aside, knowing he had to continue looking forward.

He didn’t think anything of the action at first but he swore he saw his mother switch some papers around when she had stood up to greet yet another old friend, but he had brushed it off as simply being a napkin. Sakyo’s head had been turned as he listened to a group nearby talking about theatre but a familiar scent hit him head-on, his head turning back to his table where his mother was enthusiastically greeting…

You.

It had been years this point since he had last seen you but your beauty hadn’t dimmed a bit, there was still this soft glow about you that made you the center of his attention. You wore an easy smile as you brought his mother into a hug, asking a few simple questions here and there about what she had been up to. You were as painfully aware of him as he was of you and yet you both said nothing to acknowledge each other, not until his mother pointed him out very clearly.

“Surely you remember my son.”

“Hard to forget,” You smiled at her, then him briefly, before your eyes settled on the table. “It’s nice to see you again, Sakyo. I heard everything is going well with your theatre company?”

“…Yes, we’ve actually managed to turn a profit.”  You have to fight back the giggle, politely covering your mouth to hide your too wide smile.

“Still focused on money, I see. How about having fun? Are you enjoying being on stage?”

The way you had poised the conversation at first made it seem like you knew nothing of Mankai, that his last few years were a mystery to you, but if you knew he was actually part of a troupe… His eyes met yours and you found yourself weak in the knees, swallowing nervously and glancing down at the table again.

“Your name is at our table, dear, so please sit, join us. I’ll get us drinks.”

“I can get them—”

“No, you won’t.” His mother fixed him with a firm look that told him to sit back in that seat or so help her—

“U-uh, thank you very much. So, Sakyo…” His mother left as Sakyo sat himself back down across from you, trying to keep his cool gaze on you. “You didn’t answer my question.”

“You’ve come to see us.” More of a statement then a question but you figured the jig was up, nodding your head. “I—Which play did you enjoy the most?”

“I liked Ginji the Wanderer,” You leaned forward, clearly recalling the time you had seen it, “I remembered you talking about acting once in awhile but whenever I tried to press you’d just change the subject. I’m glad you’re finally doing something you’re passionate about.”

“I’ve always been…” Sakyo doesn’t know why he was going to lie to you, there was no point to it. You could see through him now just as easily as you could then, the dangerous thought coming to mind that it was like nothing had really changed between you. But things had changed, and there was a distance between you, one that he had himself. “Never mind.”

“Ooh, and you’re less willing to argue? It seems that things have changed with you~” You teased, laughing in a way that made his heart clench. How long had it been since he’d heard that melodic sound? So often when he tried to call back to it, it was quickly replaced with the sound of you sniffling and holding back tears on the other end of a phone line.

What had he just told himself earlier? To stop looking at the past, and to look toward his future?

Sakyo’s eyes met yours again.

“I can get you tickets to our next play, if you want.”

“Free?” He twitched at the word, but…

“Yes.”

“Well how can I deny something free from Mr. Frugal himself! I look forward to it. I hope I get some real VIP treatment~”

Sakyo scoffed, but you could see the slight upward tilt at the corner of his lips, “Don’t press your luck.”

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Beware of Dog 🍒 Taichi Nanao

c4tb0y0: Ahhhhh that last masumi fic + hc was so cute and funny! I loved it so much, could I please request hcs for taichi with a gn!s/o who looks very intimidating on the outside but really they are a big softie anyways please have a nice day, eat + drink lots and please stay safe! <3

WAAAAAH ya girl just got slammed with 4 essays due this week. it’s why i’m actually writing this at 5:24 am right now, actually, i really wanted to get my ideas out for this one and get it queued so i can concentrate on my work! thank you for your patience. this reader’s personality is one of my favorites that i’ve written, and i hope you enjoy this total sweetheart and everything they fight for. 🌟

not to be one of Those Bitches™ but i love water- i don’t drink soda, only coffee when i need the rush, and juice and lemonade as a treat. please make sure to drink at least one glass of water per meal everyone! ...though i will admit i’ve only eaten one meal today, i think, i lost count. and because these essays are rocking my shit and i wanted to get beware of dog up today i’m not sleeping tonight and i’ll just take a phat nap after class and i have to type quietly so i don’t wake up my light sleeper roommate... i’m getting off topic. sleepy wave is a little silly sometimes. a lot of times, really. please enjoy yourself.

word count: 9154

tags: fic, gender neutral reader, fluff, hurt/comfort, i wouldn’t call it angst but yeah, there’s a bit of angst in there, cursing,  physical violence (no weapons fistfight)

summary: As your relationship with Taichi deepens, you would go through hell and high water to protect the ones you care about, and the feeling is mutual.

Sakyo should’ve known something was wrong the second he saw Nanao on his phone.

Nanao was a lot of things; young, brash, excitable, but never inattentive. Ever since the first tech rehearsal of The Stranger, he never picked up his phone, even with all its vibrating. He said something about “getting into the zone,” and Sakyo respected his choice to avoid the distraction. Sakyo has never seen Nanao even considering going back on his word after over a year of productions in Autumn Troupe, which was something to be admired, especially with how flighty he could be off the stage.

He was so used to every other actor checking their phone, though, that when Nanao picked it up today thirty minutes before the curtain rose on Fiery Mantou Fist, he didn’t even bat an eye. Nanao’s eyebrows were furrowed together as he took a giant, puffy-cheeked breath and typed something in determination.

Then Sakyo carried on without a second thought. What, was he supposed to do something? He was a grown-ass man; it wasn’t his responsibility to psychoanalyze everyone he passed by. All he wanted to do was set the Mantou Fist scroll prop before the show. Sue him, he was focused on the wellbeing of the play.

And Nanao was in the right headspace as well during the show, but right after he thanked everyone who congratulated him, he sped through his post-show routine and went back to his phone, which is how Sakyo made the connection and put two and two together.

He loomed over Taichi’s shoulder, the younger actor still typing away with full attention on the screen. Sakyo spoke up. “Oi.”

“AAAAHHHH!”

Sakyo lurched back, ears ringing from the scream. Damn. Maybe Bon was onto something whenever he called Sakyo an old geezer; one more screech like that and his hearing would go out. Then he really was done for, and as much as the Director made him want to play for keeps, this would be one bet he’d have to tap out on.

“It’s not what you think! I promise! I’m sorry! I’m sorry! I’m-” Nanao swiveled in his chair, his face aghast and eyes riddled with fear, until he wasn’t. He blinked and his face reset, glancing at Sakyo with boyish, though minimal, guilt. “Oh, sorry, Sakyo! I didn’t see you there. Did you need something?”

Sakyo pinched his nose. His ears were still ringing. This was even worse than the last time someone fired a gun point blank next to him (don’t ask). “What… was that? Is something wrong?”

“I get scared easily. Sorry! I was just about to go outside, actually.”

“...Right.” Sakyo’s brain was so scrambled, even his common sense eluded him. “Don’t be out too late.”

“I won’t! I’ll be back before you know it!”

Sakyo just watched him leave as he pieced his thoughts back together.

Settsu piped up during the stunned silence. “Hey, Sakyo, real quick question. What the hell was that?”

“I don’t know,” he said lamely. “Do you think he’s in trouble?”

“He seemed out of it,” Hyodo chimed in. “He looked… worried?”

“If you’re not sure, then keep your mouth shut.”

“Like you would know.”

“I sure would! I’m great at reading people.”

As Settsu and Hyodo continued to bicker- really, it was only a matter of time before they started- Azami spoke up. “Well, I’m concerned. He looked like he was about to shit himself.”

“Maybe he is in trouble,” Fushimi wondered aloud.

That was all it took for Sakyo to get his head back in working order. Fuck. Fuck.

Fuuuuuuck.

He got complacent. Even after Azami’s abduction, he got complacent. Nanao was a good kid, and athletic enough to keep up with Autumn Troupe with ease, but he was small, and honestly, a little stupid. Of course he would be the glowing neon target on Autumn.

Was someone trying to fuck with Mankai again? Worst case scenarios drove through his mind. Nanao being blackmailed. Nanao in a street deal. Nanao as leverage- fuuuuck. What if an enemy family figured out the connections between Ginsenkai and Mankai? Taichi was a member close to Sakyo and the least capable in a fight. What if this was a ploy to start a gang war?

This needed to stop. This needed to stop before it even started.

Sakyo turned on his heel, voice unemotive but blood boiling. “I’m going to follow him.”

“Call me if anything’s wrong. I’ll check on him,” Fushimi called out.

Oh, if only something was just simply wrong.

Sakyo wished something was just simply wrong.

He cased the joint branching out- and found him in an alley relatively close to the perimeter. This was good news. Staying close to home turf meant he only needed to grab Taichi, sprint back to the theater, and then the abductors wouldn’t dare try entering and exposing their identity unless they were real stupid.

He clung to the wall, watching the interaction out of the corner of his eye. Taichi’s hair made him stick out like a sore thumb, but in front of him, someone virtually unnoticeable. Average.

So why did they carry themselves like a wolf with its claws wrapped around a deer?

Young. Young like Taichi, but their presence was so much bigger. Their face tightened into sharp features sculpted by the shadows of the alley. Taichi stared up at them in reverence.

Not flighty enough to be a thief, not charismatic enough to be a scammer. Yakuza, probably. Fresh meat. Too hopped up on the movies to realize it’s not all blood, guns and girls. No self-respecting seasoned family member would pull a stunt like this right next to the theater. Dumbass didn’t even know how to carry out an abduction.

Whispering. Sharp enough to register, quiet enough to be indecipherable. The mini-gangster stepped closer to Taichi. When they approached Taichi shivered and Sakyo saw red.

Time to intervene. Sakyo crossed his arms as he strode to the opening of the alley. “You got a problem with our man?”

“Sakyo-”

But they stepped forward before Taichi could call out his name, and held a dark-sleeved arm out to block him. “The fuck do you want?”

“I could ask you the same thing. Let him go.”

The corner of their mouth rose, flashing bared fangs. “Better idea, you turn around and forget you ever saw us.”

Sakyo rolled up his sleeves. “You wanna see yourself bleed?!”

“Bring it! I’m not letting him get hurt-”

“Stop!” Taichi yelled with his whole body. He sprinted forward, past the abductor and between the two. “Please don’t fight! Stop!”

“Outta the way before you get hurt!”

“Let me handle this myself!”

Despite their protests Taichi grabbed a hand from either person and smacked them together, forcing them into a handshake. “Sakyo! This is Reader! They’re the one I’ve been talking about!”

The gangster- Reader’s- hand went from tight fist to loose. Sakyo watched their stone-cold exterior fall to just plain dumbfoundedness.

Which was perfectly understandable, mind you. Sakyo opened and closed his mouth like a fish, trying to figure out something to say.

So Taichi just threw his hands in the air in a half-hearted razzle-dazzle move. “Suuurprise?”

Sakyo settled on, “It’s a… pleasure to meet you.”

“Likewise?” Reader limply shook his hand. ”I’ve seen your shows. I’m sorry I didn’t recognize you. You look a lot paler in person.”

“People look different under stage lighting.”

“Sorry. My bad. Sorry.”

Reader hadn’t broken the handshake yet.

“I heard a lot about you from Nanao,” Sakyo said. “I hope you’re taking care of him. For your sake.”

“Sakyo, please don’t threaten my partner,” Nanao whined.

Reader nervously laughed. What a contrast to their demeanor. “It’s understandable. I’ve also heard about Autumn Troupe. Thank you for taking care of him.”

“You’re welcome.”

Reader still held Sakyo’s hand in theirs, but didn’t even bother to continue shaking. This had to be one of the worst alleyway confrontations Sakyo’s ever had in his career.

Nanao scratched the back of his head and turned to the other actor. “Are they looking for me?”

“Not once I get back.”

“Okay, cool. You see, I was actually in the middle of something…”

Actually, make that the worst alleyway confrontation Sakyo’s ever had in his career. Forget mortified, Sakyo felt just plain gross. Reader covered their face with their hands.

“I’ll just tell them you’re fine,” he said, then reconsidered. “You are fine, right?”

“Yes! Oh my god. Totally fine, I swear.”

“I’ll take my leave then.” Sakyo toyed with his glasses. “It was a pleasure to meet you, Reader.”

“Likewise,” Reader mumbled.

“I’ll be back soon, Sakyo.”

“...Bye.”

Sakyo couldn’t walk away fast enough.

“Haha.”

Taichi stared off into the brick wall behind him and couldn’t help but awkwardly laugh. “Hahaha. Sorry. I didn’t expect you to meet Sakyo like that…”

“It’s-it’s fine. He was going to meet me sooner or later…”

But that really had to be one of the worst ways to go about it, wasn’t it?

“He’s a good guy. Really! I know he seems scary. It’s because he is. He’s actually really scary. But only when he wants to be! Which is often, but that isn’t the point. He’s just... looking out for me.”

His gaze darted to you, teal eyes full of worry. You reached for his face and kissed him on the lips.

“I know,” you said, voice stuttering. “It’s okay. I’m okay. I… I just d-didn’t expect it. That’s all. Really.”

“I didn’t expect that either!”

“Yeah, I didn’t either.”

“No, not the Sakyo thing, I mean the… the thing that...” Taichi waved his hands around, trying to figure out the word. But it never came to him, so he just decided to wrap an arm around your neck, lead you closer, and kiss you back.

This boy really was going to be the death of you, huh?

When he pulled back, his smile was genuine. Small and sweet, cheeks flush and light with a sigh that soon escaped him. Oh, the things you would do to never let that smile falter. You’ve been dating for some time now, but the feeling’s always been there, flighty in the beginning, but easing into a comfortable, mutual love.

So you held him tight in your arms and said what was on your mind: “I love you.”

His head tilted to perch on your shoulder, and the arm that was already around your body rested along your neck. “I love you too.”

Oh, what you wouldn’t do to protect that love.

Ding-dong!

Your hand retreated the second the doorbell rang, and your mind ran through every hot romance tip you skimmed over back when you and Taichi first started dating. Your relationship started with two inexperienced people relying on teen magazines and dating advice sites, but it was awkward, and soon abandoned for the comfort of your prior friendship, but like, with kissing and flirting and stuff. Affection was casual and easily earned, and Taichi’s antics taught you long ago that you didn’t have to be composed in front of him; he loved you all the same.

But, well, this visit wasn’t exactly for Taichi’s eyes only.

Noise echoed through Mankai Company. You could hear shouts and conversations resonating through the halls and leading outside- not exactly enough to earn a noise violation, but at that volume where you know the neighbors have considered it.

Chest out, back straight, don’t fidget and don’t slouch. Taichi always insisted on escorting you home after a date, but you’ve never returned the favor. ‘It’s like meeting the parents,’ he said once on a coffee date, flustered and staring into his latte. ‘I’m sure you’ll meet them some day! But let’s not do that now!’

That was a few months ago. He requested you meet him at the dorms so he could escort you to a bowling alley arcade, but it was about the same distance from the dorms as it was to your house. Does that mean he wanted to show you off to his troupe? Does that mean he loves you? You knew that, you’ve exchanged the words with him countless times before, but is there another degree above just love? Did something shift in your relationship, and was it for the better or a step back? Did you mess up something? You hoped not. You really didn’t want to mess up with Taichi. You didn’t want to mess up in general, really, but not with Taichi, anyone but Taichi.

No one opened the door yet. You should ring the bell again.

Ding-dong!

“COMING!”

That was… decidedly not Taichi. You could hear heavy clunking against the wood floor as someone approached the door. Was the floor always that loud? Maybe these dorms were older than you thought.

“Mankai Company!” The door swung open. “Do you need…”

You stared down at a head of green hair. His chin rose as he met the eyes of an absolute beast of a person towering over him, stiff as a board and frightening as frozen hell, even with the little bouquet of flowers in their arms.

He squeezed his lips together before he finished the thought. “Do you need something?”

“I’m looking for Taichi.”

“The dumb dog?”

Ouch. You winced for Taichi. You noticed the teen in the threshold tremble, and held back a huff. Great work, Reader, you already scared one of the actors Taichi lived with before you even got his name.

He forced a stiff upper lip. “I’ll get him.”

Then he turned on his high heel- high heels indoors? Now that was extra- and shut the door. You watched him briskly walk through the window until he was out of view.

Well, you already blew it! Might as well relax.

You told yourself that, but while your body rested, your head was anything but relaxed. What if that guy was Taichi’s best friend in the whole entire company and you lost his approval just then? You didn’t want him to choose between his best friend and his partner. You’d feel awful if he had to.

You sighed, and looked down at the pansy bouquet in your arms for comfort. It was less of a bouquet and more of a bundle, with small blooms and no filler flowers, but the petals varied from bold white to crisp blue. You didn't know if Taichi had a favorite variety, but these were the brightest of the bunch, and Taichi deserved flowers as beautiful as him.

The door opened once more, and you straightened up, but dropped your gaze to meet the eyes of the boy that you scared off, or maybe even your boyfriend. After all, they were both small enough you had to lower your neck to make eye contact with them.

Instead you were greeted by a tight white shirt outlining absolutely shredded abs. You cast your eyes up and nearly balked at the glaring face that looked up at you. The man was six feet of pure muscle, still not tall enough to look down on you, but massive enough to overpower you. His stare was downright ghastly, only accentuated by the smear of black grease on his cheek, and under his fingernails, and… pretty much everywhere, actually. He smelled like smoke, sweat, and oil.

He scrunched up his nose. You felt a shiver run down your spine. “You got beef with Taichi?”

“No! No beef!” You nearly dropped your flowers, but forced yourself to be strong. “I’m here to pick him up.”

You scowled, hoping it would be enough to get this guy to step down. He scowled back. Great, now you were starting to understand what it was like to be on the receiving end of an intimidating face. You wanted to cry.

“For what?” Big Guy said. His voice was low like rolling thunder.

“A date.” You crossed your arms, growing defensive. “He told me to meet him here-”

“You’re Reader?”

“You know me?”

Big Guy averted his eyes. Was he embarrassed? “I’ve heard your name.”

“Oh. I’m his partner. How’d you know my name? Does he talk about me?”

“Uh…”

Sakyo walked back into the dressing room. They had already struck the Mantou Fist set, and in the corner all their costumes were neatly hung up on a rolling rack.

Fushimi practically pounced on him the second he entered the room. “You didn’t call me back. Is Taichi okay?”

“Settle down, Fushimi. He’s fine,” Sakyo said.

“What happened?”

Maybe in another world, he would’ve been more sympathetic. Had it been earlier, certainly, he’d try to cover for Nanao. But it was late and Sakyo was tired and Bon was going to throw a fit about wrinkles if he didn’t get his beauty rest anytime soon.

“He’s busy. He needed privacy with Reader.”

No one really broke the pregnant pause that came after. On one hand, good thing he was safe, but on the other...

“Good for him,” Settsu finally said, surprisingly quiet, like he just wanted to gloss over that fact. The others matched his volume.

“That’s good.”

“Yeah, good for him.”

“Gross, you’re a voyeur. Barf.”

“...Yeah,” Big Guy finally said.

“Huh.”

“Come in.”

“Okay.”

That’s how you found yourself sitting in the Mankai Company lounge across Big Guy, who fetched High Heels along the way, the latter incoming with a pot of tea and cups.

“I’m Reader,” you said. Someone had to start the conversation, after all. You weren’t good at it, but it was a start.

“I know,” Big Guy said.

“I didn’t. Why didn’t you lead with that?” High Heels placed one of the cups in front of you, steam rising out from the ceramic. “I wouldn’t have gotten Juza to shoo you away if I knew you were the dumb dog’s partner.”

“Sorry.” You gently placed your pansies on the table, careful not to crush any of the petals, and wrapped your hands around the cup. “Wait, I was being shooed?”

Juza raised his hand to apologize. “Yuki thought that if someone tough like me greeted you, you wouldn’t hurt Taichi.”

“But I don’t want to hurt Taichi,” you said, crestfallen. You grew up tall, big and menacing, and you knew what a mysterious (read; shy) demeanor did to already established rumors, but still, you were taken aback. “I wouldn’t even think about it.”

Yuki poured Juza some tea. “We had a scare a few months ago. Sakyo said he thought the dog got caught up in a yakuza affair. Alleyway abduction or something.”

“Was it during Mantou Fist’s run?”

Juza and Yuki traded a knowing look. The former nodded.

“That was me.” You stared at your tea. “I just wanted to say hello and congratulate him. Sorry. Everyone thinks I’m a gangster, but I’m not. I promise. I’m not a bully or a punk either. I don’t do hard drugs, and I definitely don’t deal them either. Oh, on that subject, I don’t drink. I’m not a criminal, and I don’t pickpocket-”

“Do people really think that of you?”

“Yeah,” you said, and you stared at Juza when he said it in sync with you. “You too?”

“I still get punks tryin’ to pick a fight with me.”

“Oh. I’m sorry.”

He waved a hand. “It happens.”

...To people with unfairly scary faces, sure, but that still didn’t mean he deserved to get caught up in fights!

Yuki sipped his drink. “For the record, If Juza has that reputation but acts like a sloth all day, then you’re probably okay with me. I don’t care about your image.”

“That’s good. I thought I scared you earlier.”

“I was not. Scared. Got it?” Yuki gave you a murderous glare that made you sink in your seat, but his ears were red. “The point is, Taichi really likes you. So unless you screw up real bad, you’re fine in my book.”

“But if you try to hurt him, you’re gonna have to go through us,” Juza said.

You and Juza were kindred spirits, you could already tell, and both suffered from being too naturally intimidating for your own good, but jeez. The way he leered at you when he said that made you feel like you were doomed to a Mankai firing squad execution if you ever made a misstep.

“Trust me. Whatever you think he’ll do, I’ll make it worse,” Yuki threatened. The dryness in his voice made Juza look like a Pomeranian.

“Okay,” you whimpered. “I will not do that. I will literally do anything but that.”

“Good.” The corners of Yuki’s mouth turned into a smile, but the way he said it made it so much more chilling.

“...Stop hazing Taichi’s partner.”

“Guhwuh,” you squawked.

Look. It wasn’t exactly a fine moment. You know this, and you aren’t ashamed to say you were scared, because really, who wouldn’t be when a strange new voice calls out from behind you and you turn around and literally not even a foot away is some rando with snowy white hair over one eye like a 2005 emo kid that somehow managed to sneak up on you despite being on edge this entire time and also up against a wall?

You digress.

“We’re just having a chat. The dumb dog said he’ll be downstairs in two minutes.”

“That’s fair. I was kind of early anyways, so it’s only natural he’s not ready yet…”

You trailed off, but the man continued. “He’s happy, Reader. He always is but he’s truly happy he met you. Don’t disappoint him.”

Juza may be a Pomeranian, and Yuki made your blood run cold, and it might’ve just been because of how caught off-guard you were, but this guy just won an Academy Award for Scariest Shovel Talk.

Then he had the audacity to yawn (rather cutely, you might add) and drink the rest of Juza’s untouched tea. “...Juza, how’s your bike?”

“Omi said there was a problem with the tank, but it’s a simple fix once he gets a replacement part. Tasuku’s driving to find a store that sells them right now.”

“How long has he been out?”

“Since noon?”

“That’s a long time.”

“Yeah. But he’s determined. Says he really wants to get this done today.”

“And Omi?”

“Trying to plug the leak.”

“That’s good.”

“Why?”

“There’s no one to stop me if I do this.”

You were about to ask what ‘this’ was when the man stuck out a half-hearted peace sign, shut his visible eye, and fell backwards. You jumped out of your seat to help him, but his back arched over the sofa and sent him somersaulting over the sofa, and he landed face-down perpendicular to the cushions.

You were speechless. “What the- oh my god. What just happened? Is he okay?!”

“It happens.” Yuki waved a hand dismissively.

“But- but he just-”

“It happens,” Juza repeated. “Hisoka does that a lot.”

“I- wh- um.” The man, Hisoka, let out a giant snore. You slowly sunk back into your seat. “...Okay.”

“Are these for the dog?” Yuki asked.

You shifted your gaze to where Yuki’s clear-coated fingernail was pointing. It was your flowers. “Um! Yeah! They are! I garden, you see, a lot really, it’s my hobby. But I’m not very good at it. They aren’t that pretty. I didn’t do a good job of fertilizing them last time I planted. You can see blemishes on this petal. And this one, too.”

“They’re his favorite flowers, you know,” Yuki said.

“Um, yeah.” You calmed yourself after your nervous rambling. “Yeah, I know.”

“Do you have any other varieties in your garden?”

“Yes! Yes, actually. I- um, he loves them, you know, so when we started… you know, being serious, I really got into pansies? Since he likes them. So I just have a lot of them now. Just a lot. My garden’s a good size so I still have a lot of diversity between plants but I have a lot of pansies. I kind of collect different species of pansies now. I’m trying to get some black devils. They’re purely black, but they have a little yellow spot in the middle. Kind of weird but in a pretty way. They don’t sell them in local nurseries since they’re so weird, even though I think they’re cool. Oh, but I have almost every other color though. But only with the black blotch in the center. Makes them look really stark and pop-arty compared to all my other flowers. The ones without the blotch are nice, too, but they just look so plain. I like raising flowers that most people think are too, oough, it’s ‘out there,’ you know? It’s like Bob Ross. Get a little crazy with it, haha. My hot pink pansies always bloom a little late compared to the others, so they’re still budding. But the others are coming along nicely. You kind of have to have yellow pansies, right? They’re a classic. I’m a really nontraditional gardener but yellow pansies are just a must. But I also have burgundy. They’re really unique and kind of tiding me over while I search for black ones. I’ve got two different purples, too. One of them is really dark, like, royal purple, but the other is lavender? Like, not lavender lavender, that’s a whole other plant, but like, the same color, lavender. Oh, and I really love these multicolored ones I have, they’re kind of a burnt red but the further away you get from the center they turn yellow. It’s so cool. They look like fire.”

“You should show him the fire flowers,” Juza said. To be honest, you really spaced out there, and totally didn’t expect either of the actors to listen to you, but sure enough, they seemed interested enough. Even if Juza made your prized plants sound like Super Mario power-ups. “He likes them.”

“You think so? That’s really convenient actually. They aren’t in full bloom yet but they will be soon.”

Juza nodded. “Taichi’ll like ‘em.”

“I’ll like what?”

“Seriously, what is up with people sneaking up on me today,” you half-hissed, half-squeaked.

“Sorry, Reader!” Taichi wrapped his arms around you in a back hug. You couldn’t resist the warm smile that spread across your face. “Yuki, Juza, have you met Reader yet? We’re dating.”

Yuki scoffed. “We’ve already introduced ourselves, made plans to go out for brunch every day of the week, and shared all our embarrassing stories about you.”

“Yuuukiiiii. Don’t make me look uncool in front of my partner. We’re dating.”

“You just love saying that, don’t you.”

“Of course I do! We’re dating!” Taichi spun on his heel to approach Yuki and clapped either of his hands on his shoulders. Yuki smacked them off and dusted off his blouse. “This is Yuki! He’s super cute and younger than me but he’s my mentor! I help him sew all of our costumes!”

“You saying cute people can’t master their craft, intern?” Yuki said, the humorous lilt in his voice betraying the sharpness of his words.

He slid beside Juza next. “And this is Juza! He’s a total man’s man! He’s everything I want to be when I grow up!”

“Hey,” Juza said, like he hadn’t just spent the last ten minutes talking to you. Then he pushed Taichi away. “Don’t get close to me. I smell like a garage gym.”

“Wouldn’t dream of it, buddy!” Taichi snapped and finger-gunned in one smooth motion, then held out a hand for you. “See you guys! I’ve got places to be with Reader! We’re dating!”

You took his hand, and he led you out of the lounge. “It was nice meeting you two.”

“Yeah, yeah. Hurry up and get out, I don’t like rom-coms,” Yuki teased.

“Have a good time,” Juza said.

“Gsnrk,” Hisoka snored.

Metal met soft earth, and cracked the layer above it.

Your shovel was firmly planted in the dirt, but you kicked your boot along the edge to really sink it in, and heft some soil out of the ground.

Wheeew. Your backyard looked like a flower prairie in a neighborhood pocket, with cobblestone pathways to traverse between flowers, fruits and veggies, and- you know you might be biased here- it really was one of the most beautiful things you’ve ever seen. But man, keeping the yard in tip-top shape was hard work.

You rolled your shoulders and stretched, taking in the not-too-searing sun. It was late morning, and you really wanted to get things done before the day grew much longer and you had an afternoon sun beating down on you as you worked. It would be best for Taichi, too.

You’re not totally sure why he was so interested in helping you garden. Not even thirty minutes after he arrived, he already threw his shirt off to cool down, and was currently inside the house so he could make you some lemonade. He said it was so digging wasn’t as much of a chore to you, and joked about something like ‘being a malewife,’ but you were pretty sure he just needed a moment to recollect himself in the air-conditioned home.

Well, no matter, these cherry tomatoes weren’t going to plant themselves. You brushed your hand over your forehead, wiping off the sweat that pooled along it, and shook your head to flick back your damp hair. As you pushed it back, you noticed Taichi standing smack dab in front of the door, a tray with glasses and a pitcher of lemonade in his hands.

“Hey!” You waved at him. The shovel was still set under the earth by your boot. “I’m gonna take a break. Let’s chill out for a second.”

He nodded, and you led him to one of your favorite places in the garden: the trellis bench. It seemed sparse when you first bought it, forged with thin cast iron bars that kept two seated and not much else, and a sweeping arch above the bench fortified with extra iron bars. Not that long ago, your parents once dragged you along to a winery. You couldn’t drink any of the wines, but you explored the vineyards instead, and were greeted by pergolas everywhere, with curls of grapevines along the wooden shaft. They inspired you to start your own little grapevine, and now, your grapes had already gone through two or three harvests as they tangled and twisted through the bars of the trellis. Right now, there were a few tendrils of flowering buds, but you could see the beginnings of grape bunches along the vine and metal, bright green and small.

And, as mentioned earlier, the bench kept two seated and not much else. You slid a nearby iron table by the bench, and gestured to Taichi to place the tray down. He did so.

When you sat you brushed against Taichi’s thigh, and huffed out a sigh. “I work out here all the time but I keep forgetting how easy it is to get winded.”

“Yeah,” Taichi said. He took a big gulp of lemonade.

“Tough work, right? It’s really not as fun as it looks. You know you don’t have to garden with me. I’m sure it’s not much of a fun date idea, and I’m kind of gross right now but if you just want to hang out inside-”

“Nope! It’s fine! I’m totally fine!” He finished the lemonade and immediately started pouring himself another serving. “I can handle it! Yep! No issues here!”

Your eyes lowered as you looked down at a cobblestone path and the greenery rising from between the cracks. “Okay. But you’d tell me if you don’t like it, okay? You’re really quiet today.”

“D-don’t worry about it! It’s not that important...”

“But you know me. I’m horrible at not worrying.” You held the hand resting in his lap. “Whatever it is, I’ll help you through it. I promise I won’t judge you, and if you just need to talk about it, I’m available too-”

Taichi blurted out, “It’s because you’re hot.”

Whatever you were thinking, it dissolved into nothing as your mind went blank. Taichi slapped a hand over his mouth and averted his eyes. You stared at the ground harder.

“I’m what?” You finally asked, still in disbelief.

Taichi’s voice was muffled through his hand. “‘S b’cus mure hot.”

HUH??? You thought.

“Huh?” You said.

“You're hot! I’m sorry!”

Your face blossomed bright red. “Th-th-thank you? I- um? Thanks? Er, why are you apologizing? Did I do something wrong-“

“No! No! You’re fine. It’s me. That was weird, I’m sorry-“

“It’s alright, I’m…” you smacked your mouth, hoping the dryness would fade and you’d make a coherent sentence. “…Just taken aback?”

“I’m sorry. I’m sorry. That was really out of line-“

“It’s okay? I’m not against it. I’ve just never… thought of myself as…” You cleared your throat. “No one’s ever told me that.”

“But you are.”

“I mean, not really. Not compared to other people.”

“Really? Never? Reader-“ Taichi grabbed your hand with both of his. “Reader, you definitely are.”

“But I scare everyone I meet.”

“But you’re the sweetest person I know.” He squeezed your hand. Your heart jumped. “You’re so pretty. I love you.”

You turned to face him, your head still spinning. “You’re serious? You really mean that?”

“I mean it.” He closed the distance and pressed a kiss to your hair. “I love you.”

Another on your forehead. “I love you!”

Nose. “I-“

Cheek. “Love-“

And Taichi held your warm face in his hand with an even warmer smile, and the last word, your name, on his tongue until you took it from him with lemon on your lips.

You were no good with words, but touch made it easier. Your hand trailed along his shoulder, barely hovering over bare skin brushing, shiny and sticky under the sun. Quiet support; I trust you. His lips moved in tandem with yours, soft and fond and appreciative. Tart, but traces of sugar clung to his breath. Poetic, hm? He was sweet on you, so open to everything that made you his Reader from your flaws to your strengths, and the type of person to welcome those attributes without question.

You took his bottom lip between yours and gently nibbled as he ran his hand through your hair and brought you closer. You continued wrapping around his lip and his hand tightened, clutching onto you like you were all he needed, and you fell in love all over again. I couldn’t have done it without you.

When you ran out of breath, you rested your forehead against his, eyes still closed.

“Thank you,” you whispered, so light and quiet, like simply speaking would break the calm. “Thank you for letting me love you.”

It’s late when you leave the karaoke club, red-faced with exertion and your hoarse voice begging you to stop, but your smile stretches to either side of your face, constantly trying to widen more than it can as you laugh.

Because it’s late, and karaoke gets you in a devil-may-care state of mind, and, well, Taichi is holding your hand, with your palm untouched but his fingers laced between yours, loose between the knuckles but refusing to break away.

It’s so amazing that he still makes you feel like this. Time has passed. The novelty of a relationship must’ve died down long ago, you’re sure of it now, and it’s no secret your feelings are reciprocated, but it’s something in the bounce in his step and the sunshine underneath his voice and the glitter in his eyes that makes your breath threaten to hitch every time he calls your name.

You’ve said it so often, but it never ceases to amaze you. This is love. This is love!

“It’s love!” You tug Taichi close to you, and bump against his arm with your own. “I love you.”

“Wh-! You can’t just say things like that out of nowhere, you’re going to make me blush!”

As if he wasn’t already. The lighting is dim on this street, but his voice is slightly shaky. You can tell. You drown in it every day you see his face.

Unfortunate, really. If you weren’t so immersed in it all, you would’ve noticed them approach before the leader did.

A young man stood before you, maybe a year or two older than you. His pullover hoodie covered his hair and left his face in a dramatic shadow. Classic look, but frankly, you thought, if you’ve seen one delinquent in a hoodie, you’ve seen them all, and yes, these were delinquents. You can tell by how he looked you up and down with a smug leer.

“Oi, it’s the giant from O High,” he called out. You instinctively moved one foot forward, and held an arm out to block him from Taichi. “You got some nerve stepping on our turf.”

“I’m going home,” you said.

“Should’ve gone a different route.”

“I go where I want. Leave us alone.”

“Look, we’ve got a tough guy!” The leader threw his head back like it was a joke. The hood slipped off his head. “I’ll leave you alone if you pay for trespassing on our territory. Sound good?”

You scanned the street with the corner of your eye. It was a small gang of delinquents, an even five including the leader, all eyes on you like a rat in a cage.

Taichi murmured into your ear. “Are you okay with this, Reader? What do you need me to do?”

“Nothing yet. I’ve got this. I don’t want you getting hurt.”

“Shut the hell up already. Give me your money, or it’ll go to your hospital bills once I’m done with you.” The delinquent sneered, black hair falling into his face, and then looked down at Taichi. “I’m talking to your little boy toy too.”

You didn’t even think as your gaze went dagger-sharp and steely, and stepped forward once again. “Don’t you talk to him like that.”

He shoved you back. You stumbled. “Awww. Did I hurt your feelings? What’re you gonna do about it-”

Taichi dropped low and swept the fucking leg.

While you regained your balance, the leader sure as hell didn’t. His ankle buckled and sent him to careening to the pavement while Taichi rose. “Reader, behind you!”

Your body moved before your mouth did, and you smashed a fist into one of the goons now approaching. “Taichi, what the fuck.”

He sent another kick up to the sky this time with a loud smack of rubber against flesh. You dodged the delinquent that staggered from the blow and toppled right next to you. “I learned kung fu for Chan in Mantou Fist!”

Goon #3, an ugly dog with chapped lips, tried to take advantage and hit you while you sidestepped, and you went on the defensive. “Taichi, what the fuck!”

“It was for acting!” Goon #3 landed a blow to your shoulder. A heavy thrumming pain spread across your arm as you hissed through clenched teeth. “I have an excuse!”

He dove to avoid a tackle from the biggest punk, then stuck a foot out to trip him. Hilariously, it worked. You swiped Goon #3 into Goon #5 and they both floundered as they smacked into each other. “That’s not what I’m talking about and you know it!”

You spun on your heel to watch Taichi knee his opponent, and the leader slam you down. You sprawled onto the pavement, fresh blood searing against your back. Strands of black hair broke your vision as he pulled back and punched, over and over again, as you grappled and tried to throw him off.

You flung yourself to the side, disorienting him enough to kick him in the shin just before he shoved you aside. While you regained your bearings and stood, he did as well, and spat on the ground.

Wordless punch to his face. You didn’t like to fight, and maybe everyone kept challenging you because you aimed for the face, but nothing quite gets the point of ‘leave me alone’ across quite like a crushed moneymaker.

Someone behind you grabbed at your hair and sent you teetering back like a chair on its hind legs. You thrashed, but long nails kept you restrained while he charged a punch. “Get away from me!”

A flash of red and royal blue crossed your sight and twisted the bully’s arm. With his free hand, Taichi swiveled. Quick backhand to the face, hard chop to the hip, then he threw another kick, this one a blow against the leader’s stomach that knocked the air out of him. He bought you enough time to finally break free, and you threw a hook to your assailant. She held the nose you struck, and gave you the opportunity to fling her into the pile of Goons #3 and #5 just as they were reorienting themselves.

You ran to help Taichi, currently in a heated dodging stalemate with the leader, before the big guy threw himself at you. You cried out as he pinned you, and kneed his groin just as you fell to the floor. You swallowed down the stinging of the cuts on your knuckles, and slammed two punches to his chest, hoping it was enough to keep him down as you returned your focus to the lone bully remaining.

The leader huffed as he shot one, two punches out, retract, one, two punches. Taichi found himself in a pattern- left, right, sidestep, left right, sidestep, left, right, sidestep. He was getting tired, but so was the punk. It was stamina. He wasn’t muscular or beefy or really all that tough, but he was athletic, he’s worked hard, he can do stamina.

Left, right, sidestep. Left, right, sidestep. Left, right-

“Guhh,” Taichi gasped, pain blossoming from his side.

The wild look in the leader’s eyes went bloodthirsty, but he was slow returning his fist, and in a rush of now-or-never Taichi drew forward and shoved him away-

Just as Reader body-checked him into the bush on the other side of the sidewalk.

Taichi slapped a hand over his mouth on instinct. The shock was starting to set in as he watched you stumble to your feet, shaking out your head and bouncing on your feet as you stood tall.

A groan sounded from the hedge, but you snatched his hand before he could ask any of the questions spinning through his head. “We need to go.”

“Wo-rd?” His voice cracked. Damn. The most cinematic moment of his life and his voice cracked as he started to run.

“We’re going!” You broke into a sprint, and led him away from the faded light of the street.

You only stopped running when you ran into a gas station door. Literally. Like, you ran into the door expecting it to be a push, and nearly fell over as you realized moments too late it was a pull when you crashed into the glass with a hefty thump.

Taichi squeaked and pulled the door open as you shook off the incoming bruise. His breath was short and heavy, and you couldn’t blame him even if you wanted; your adrenaline was dying down, and the blunt soreness was already starting to set in. The clerk at the counter cast a strange look at you and Taichi as you held onto each other like crutches, and likely with a few bruises formed.

“What?” Taichi asked, his voice spacious and confused. He followed you as you strode down the first aid isle like a lost puppy. “What just happened?”

“I-” You grabbed a pack of band-aids and some painkillers. “It was self-defense. Either we defended ourselves or they beat and steal from us.”

“I know that! I know that. But what-” you ordered two all-day breakfast tacos, one Icee and one Coke. He continued as you paid. “Does that happen to you often?”

“Yeah,” You said. Forlornness settled in your face as you ordered an Uber on your phone. “It does. People think I’m some wannabe delinquent because I’m so big and tough and because I’m such an introvert.”

“Was that what happened?”

“They jumped us.”

“Honesty, Reader. Please. I recognized them from O High.” You and Taichi leaned on a wall as you gave him one of the tacos and the Coke. Dead fluorescent light highlighted the shadows on his face and the scrapes on your knuckles. “I see them skipping class all the time. Were they trying to mess with you?”

“...I didn’t recognize any features. But you’re sure? They must’ve followed me.” Your face fell. “I’m sorry about this.” You reached a hand out to hold him, but the overhead lights highlighted the not-quite-dry blood on your hand.

So you retracted it. Touch was easier than words, but- but- but you didn’t protect Taichi. How do you apologize for something so horrible?

“I’m sorry,” you said, voice wet. Tears prickled in your eyes and caught onto your lashes, but didn’t give you the solace of falling. “I’m so sorry. I’m so sorry. I-I’m sorry.”

You returned home quietly, Taichi in tow, and led him to your bed while you gathered more first aid supplies and ice packs.

“It’s not that bad- ah!” You placed an ice pack over the bruise on Taichi’s side. “Cold!”

“It is that bad,” you said. “Ignoring even minor injuries deteriorates your health.”

“I can take care of it myself. You haven’t even looked at yourself, but you’re way more bruised than me.”

“But this is…” You licked your lips, hoping it’d rehydrate your dry mouth. “It’s normal for me. But was this your first fight?”

“Yes,” Taichi said.

“Don’t make it a habit.” You held his face, searching for cuts. “It’s not good for you. You see someone roll up their sleeves to fight you, you turn around and run. You understand me?”

“But they were going to hurt you.”

“But I don’t want them to hurt you.” Your lip trembled. “I don’t want anyone to hurt you. You haven’t done anything to warrant that, and you don’t deserve to get hurt, and no one is allowed to hurt you.”

“But what about you?” Taichi countered.

“People’ve wanted to punch me out for so long now. I’m used to it.”

“But you don’t deserve that either!” Taichi cried, then hushed after he remembered the late hour. “It doesn’t even matter that I don’t want to see you get hurt, because you as a person don’t deserve to get hurt.” He took your right hand off his cheek, looked at it, and reached for the box of band-aids. “You do this thing where you constantly put yourself down for the sake of following what everyone else says, even though the ‘everyone else’ that you listen to are all just bullies and deadbeats.”

He dug into your box of medicine, and fished out a bottle and some cotton. “You fell on concrete. Let me clean your scratches.”

A single nod from you, and he went to work wordlessly, the quiet only interrupted by your occasional hisses as the alcohol sunk into your tissue.

Then he dug into your box of medicine and pulled out an ointment buried deep within. “This prevents infections.”

“You know a lot about first aid,” you observed, not quite courageous to say anything else.

It was the first time since the fight that you saw him smile, small but focused, as he held your hand and lightly applied the ointment along the web of scratches. “I don’t act like it often, but I’m still a big brother. I take care of people.”

“That’s kind.”

“I guess it is. I spend so much time caring for other people that it becomes second nature.” He wrapped gauze around the hand next. You didn’t even know you had gauze. “Wait, first nature. I get it mixed up all the time. But the point is that if I see someone I love in trouble, I want to help, simple as that.

“Researching kung fu was for role study, really. But really learning the techniques and moves, and then putting them on stage, it was…” He struggled to find the word. “It felt like what I was doing was right. You know? I’ve spent so much time surrounded by my friends who are the toughest guys I know, and my siblings who are learning to stop crying when they get hurt, and you, someone who is so strong and patient, that I realized how out of my league everyone was compared to me.

“I didn’t realize until after learning how to fight that it made me feel like I can help people before they need it. It’s prevention.” He tied off the gauze, and inspected your hand. When he couldn’t identify any more cuts, he pressed his lips to your fingers, careful not to touch the injury, and started the process all over again on your left.

“Fighting isn’t something to look forward to.”

“It’s not like I want to. I was scared when that guy was getting up in your business. And when I realized you were about to throw hands? Terrified. I realized then and there they were going to hit you if I didn’t hit first.”

“So you hit first,” you said.

“Well, I say first, but it was really second.” He laughed a broken little laugh. “I know you don’t want to see me in danger, but the feeling’s mutual. I know I can’t always be there whenever someone tries to fight you- and it was my first fight- but it still hurts me to see you hurt.” He held your fingers to his lips again, and kissed properly this time, a small chu as he parted. “So if I can ever be there when you need me, I’ll help you. Because that’s love, and- and that’s because I love you.”

“Okay.” Your voice broke. Taichi was about to let go of your hand, but repositioned to squeeze. “Okay.” Impossible tears ran down your face, and you squeezed your eyes shut. “Taichi?”

“I’m here,” he said. His voice was quivering, too. “I’m here. I’m here.”

For the first time ever, you let your guard down in its entirety. You let out an ugly sob. Two arms wrapped around you tight, and when you hiccupped you could feel his body gasp and weep, and so you only sobbed louder. “I love you.”

❖ bonus ❖

“Thank you for watching!”

You’ve heard of thunderous applause, but this had to be a hurricane. Was it the audience size? Was it truly such a brilliant play? Both, probably. You settled on both, but if anyone asked, it was the latter.

The point was, even after the audience filed out of Mankai Theater, the clapping trailed behind you and through your head as you fought the current of people.

You were big, of course, and usually all these people would make you anxious, but you were more nervous about the bouquet in your hands staying safe than anything else as you held it over your head and weaved through the playgoers.

Taichi gave you instructions on where to find the dressing room, and you internally recited it like a pledge. Back wall, left corridor, turn left and it’s on your right. Back wall, left corridor, turn left and it’s on your right. Back wall, left corridor, turn left and it’s on your- found it!

You knocked on the door a healthy two times. Normal people knock twice, right?

You twitched. Fixed your jacket. Then stood up chest out and back straight, refusing to fidget and refusing to slouch.

Then you knocked one extra time. No one can blame you, okay? Three is a round and nice number.

But doesn’t it just seem like two knocks and one weird knock? There were zero signs of the door opening. You cleared your throat, fixed your jacket again, and knocked three times.

Just as you lifted your hand from the final knock the door swung open, and you yelped a little bit.

“Mankai Company! Who am I…”

The woman on the other side tilted her head up slowly. Her big pink eyes went even bigger. “Can I. Um. Do you need anything?”

You bowed way deeper than you should have, and shouted, “Hello, I’m Reader, I’m here to see Taichi and congratulate everyone on a show well done!”

You rose with a bit of an embarrassed blush, but simply refused to be apologetic about your fast speech. Not right now, at least.

“Alright? Um. Be right back!” The lady slammed the door.

You wondered if this was another Yuki situation. What if that lady was Taichi’s best friend in the whole company-

You lightly smacked your cheek with your free hand. Dammit, Reader, you’ve already gone through this once! If you can handle a judgmental middle schooler you can handle a grown woman!

…That still didn’t prevent you from being a nervous ball of tension all the way until the door opened.

“You got beef with Mankai Company- oh. It’s you.” Juza, still in his stage costume, stood in the threshold. “Good to see you again, Reader.”

“The- the pleasure is all mine!”

“I like your flowers.”

“Thank you! I grew them myself!”

“Come inside.”

At least it was Juza on the other side of the door. You might be treading into unknown waters, but his familiar face made you feel a little calmer.

He led you through a turn in the corridor to a combination green room and dressing room area. A swathe of people- actors, you presumed- congregated here. You recognized Autumn Troupe in their costumes, and Yuki in the corner, but you could already place faces you’ve never seen to stories Taichi loved to tell about his family, the bleached blond guy next to Yuki being one of them, and another, the foreigner in the middle of a strangely captivating dance.

Then you made eye contact, and you could see Taichi’s gaze melt in real time.

“Guys.” Juza cleared his throat. “We have a guest.”

You placed your bouquet on the table beside Taichi, the glass vase lightly clunking against the surface. Your autumn harvest has been kind, and rows of various blossoms poured through the vase, all in shades of red, yellow, and orange. Sweeping stems of fern divided the tiger lilies from snapdragons, but most notable of all were the pansies that lined the majority of the arrangement, all in blended shades of wildfire red and yellow.

You met Taichi’s eyes again. His pinky wrapped around your hand, an unspoken I’m here.

So you breathed in, exhaled, and spoke. “Congratulations, everyone, the show was great. I’ve been told you’ve heard a lot about me? My name is Reader.”

You scanned the room, and wrapped your pinky around Taichi’s.

And then, you didn’t even think about it, but your smile shined. “It’s a pleasure to meet everyone!” 🍒

#a3 x reader #a3 fanfic #a3! #a3 fanfiction #a3 headcanons #a3 scenarios #a3 game #a3 anime #a3 imagines #taichi nanao #nanao taichi #taichi x reader #taichi nanao x reader #akigumi #autumn troupe #since it’s long i’ll tag other important characters too #sakyo furuichi #juza hyodo #yuki rurikawa #my writing #my content #c4tb0y0 #you ask i answer #i have a lot to say about the production of this but nowhere to put it! #i haven’t watched a lot of critical role but if reader reminds you of yasha; me too i love yasha #when i was drafting this fic i toyed with calling it Brutus and Pixie #and yuki would make a joke about taichi and reader being... brutus and pixie #after the last line taichi says ‘we’re dating’ #ohh but maybe i’m saying all this because it’s 6:12 as i finish formatting this #enjoy taikun lovers

[midnightlee25]

Monster profile: Sakyo Furuichi

Type: Ghost 

  Where they live/like to stay: old theater 

  Likes: watching the plays, watching his darling in the play or audience, a full house 

  Dislikes: people not taking the play seriously, some taking his darlins part, empty house, someone ruining his darlins play. 

  What can they do: he can control items without even touching them although he holds items. He can appear and disappear at will and walk-through walls. He can technically fly but can only go about 20 feet into the air. 

  What not to do when they are around: 

Don't try to destroy the theater 

Don't try to get rid of him 

Don't try to ruin the play 

Don't try to sabotage his darling 

Don't get in his way 

 How to escape them:  

All his darling really has to do is walk out of the theater since he can’t leave it unless there were special circumstances or if some steps were taken. There is the chance that he could just possess his darling. 

  How dangerous are they 1/10: 

10 in the theater and 6 if he wasn’t in the theater. Either way he is still dangerous and isn't to be taken lightly.  

#yandere #yandere a3 #a3! act! addict! actors! x reader #a3 #sakyo furuichi #yandere sakyo furuichi #monster AU #yandere monster #monster x reader

[yuunemi]

INCORRECT QUOTES ENTRY 02 : On a Scale of…

FEATURING : L/N Y/N + SAKYO FURUICHI + YUUNEMI

NOTES & REBLOGS ARE ALWAYS VERY MUCH APPRECIATED!! ^^

Y/N : So Sakyo, on a scale of one to two, how stressed are you?

Sakyo : *sighs* Ten, it’s always a ten

Y/N : I said on a scale of one to two

Sakyo : Ten, like I said, it doesn’t matter. My stress level is always at ten whenever I’m with you guys

Y/N : I—

Y/N : That’s actually true, okay HAHAHAHA!!

Sakyo : *Just Sighs with His Stressed Face*

BONUS!

Y/N : *Snap!* BYEEE!! *Runs off with a Low Quality picture of Sakyo*

Sakyo : Is the part where I yell for her to come back with my glaring angry face like in game or do I wait for her in the dorms with my glaring angry face?

Yuunemi : Hey! That wasn’t a part of the script!

Sakyo : Neither was a photo of my face taken shot of either!

Yuunemi : It’s called Impro—

Sakyo : *Glaring*

Yuunemi : Waaahhh!! Juzaaaaa qAq!!

#Sakyo never seems to be at peace with the troupe huh #a3 incorrect quotes #a3! act! addict! actors! #a3! sakyo #sakyo furuichi #a3! autumn troupe #a3! x reader #a3! juza

[mashuhiso-writes]

A3! Masterlist ❀

Harugumi / Spring Troupe: ❀ Sakuya Sakuma ↳ none yet...! ❀ Masumi Usui ↳ Headcanons with a Fem!S/O that Crossdresses ❀ Tsuzuru Minagi ↳ none yet...! ❀ Itaru Chigasaki ↳ none yet...! ❀ Citron ↳ none yet...! ❀ Chikage Utsuki ↳ none yet...!

Natsugumi / Summer Troupe: ❀ Tenma Sumeragi ↳ none yet...! ❀ Yuki Rurikawa ↳ Headcanons w/ a Quiet & Gentle S/O ❀ Muku Sakisaka ↳ Fluffy Dating Headcanons ↳ Best Friend Headcanons ❀ Misumi Ikaruga ↳ none yet...! ❀ Kazunari Miyoshi ↳ Reader Helping Taichi&Kazunari Dye Their Hair ❀ Kumon Hyodo ↳ none yet...!

Akigumi / Autumn Troupe: ❀ Banri Settsu ↳ Banri Settsu x Veludo Arts Student!Reader HCs ❀ Juza Hyodo ↳ Headcanons w/ an S/O that has a huge sweet tooth like him ❀ Taichi Nanao ↳ Headcanons w/ an S/O who loves art ↳ Reader Helping Taichi&Kazunari Dye Their Hair ❀ Omi Fushimi ↳ none yet...! ❀ Sakyo Furuichi ↳ none yet...! ❀ Azami Izumida ↳ none yet...!

Fuyugumi / Winter Troupe: ❀ Tsumugi Tsukioka ↳ Headcanons w/ an S/O that’s similar to him ❀ Tasuku Takato ↳ none yet...! ❀ Hisoka Mikage ↳ none yet...! ❀ Homare Arisugawa ↳ none yet...! ❀ Azuma Yukishiro ↳ none yet...! ❀ Guy ↳ none yet...!

#frey-organizes #a3 x reader