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raven-at-the-writing-desk · 4 years

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Hello! I read your HCs for where Riddle, Malleus and some others accidentally turned into kids and I really love them! Can I ask for similar HCs but with Trey, Silver and Jamil turned into kids? Ah, Lilia too please, really wanna see bat dad become the child for once ╰(*´︶`*)╯♡ Thank you for your good work as always! 👍🏻

“Haaaah?! Trey-senpai’s turning into a kid?! Then who’s gonna stop Riddle-ryocho from always wailin’ on me, huh?! You can’t just leave me hanging like this, Trey-senpai!”

Check out Riddle, Malleus, Leona, and Azul turned into kids headcanons here!

Curiouser and Curiouser...

Silver...

...is somehow even more lethargic as a child than as a teenager.

Seriously, this boy seems to sleep even more than an infant. According to Lilia, you need to make sure Silver gets 8 hours of sleep, plus two naps, to keep his energy up or else he might fall asleep in his food!

He can’t seem to pay attention to anything! Silver’s always staring off into the distance, his head in the clouds. You need to call him a few times or wave a hand in front of his face to get his attention.

A big fan of playing pretend! Silver spends hours crafting elaborate fantasy realms and making towns out of building blocks.

If he’s feeling particularly energetic, he’ll pick up a stick and wave it around, pretending that it is a sword, and he’s defending his sovereign, Malleus-sama! Sebek has to applaus little Silver for his dedication.

He’s kind of a loner when it comes to playing with other kids his age! Silver sits on the swings by himself, or he’ll fall asleep in the shade of a tree. Wild animals seem to like him, though! They gather around in a circle and nuzzle against him.

Bath times are fun! Silver loves to hide among the bubbles and pretend that he’s in a completely different world.

He loves hearing bed time stories about brave knights going off on grand adventures. It doesn’t take long to knock him out to sleep, but Silver tries his darnedest to stay up as long as he can to hear the ending of happily ever after.

Trey Clover...

...is still pretty mature as a little kid!

He steps in and stops Riddle from getting too upset with Ace and Deuce (mostly Ace)! It’s a bit jarring to see a child scolding Heartslabyul’s dorm leader, but Riddle just can’t say no to his friend’s puppy dog eyes!

Trey’s kind of a doormat around other kids, though! He can’t assert himself well around unfamiliar faces and tends to let them walk all over him annd order him around.

He still wants to help out as much as he can for Unbirthday parties--he’s vice-dorm leader, after all, and it would not do to shirk his work! Because Trey is so small now, you’ll need to do a lot of the heavy lifting.

Little Trey offers to help out in the kitchen! You don’t trust him with knives or heat, so you give him simple tasks to do, like crushing cookies in a plastic bag with a rolling pin. He’s so proud to be contributing to the meal~

Trey has an insane sweet tooth. He eats his vegetables too, of course, but he seems to inhale sweets like nobody’s business and always comes back for more.

Brushes his teeth super well (he does it after every meal or snack)~ Trey confides in you that he has always wanted to meet the Tooth Fairy--maybe if he takes extra good care of his baby teeth, she’ll pay him a visit, even if none of his teeth fall out.

Rather than reading him a bedtime story, read him a recipe to help him fall asleep!

Jamil Viper...

...is such a precocious child.

For a little kid, he sure is smart--look, he can sing the alphabet backwards and recite his times table. And if you thought he was ruthless with his burns when he was a teenager, his tongue is even sharper as a kid. Jamil won’t hesitate to call you a doo-doo head or a stupidface if you screw up in front of him.

Pretends to be sultan during play time (Kalim pitches in, playing the role of a servant). At other times, you catch Jamil practicing his swing with a plastic golf club, or Kalim hoisting little Jamil onto the back of a camel or elephant!

He’s quite independent and self-sufficient, often refusing help from others and insisting he can get tasks done by himself (even it it initially seems impossible). Jamil would rather spend hours finding a stepladder to reach a book than ask someone taller to grab it for him.

He pouts and whines for praise like you wouldn’t believe! Jamil wants your attention to be focused on him, and he’ll tug and pull on your sleeve or shirt until you acknowledge him!

Hates it when you mess up his hair! He spends a long time brushing it in the mornings and washing it in the evenings, even if his braids and ponytail aren’t as pristine as usual. Don’t you dare ruffle his hair and ruin it (looking at you, Kalim)...!

Tries to kick Azul. Several times.

Jamil drifts off to dream land while mumbling about how he wishes he could go back to normal soon, but the smile on his face betrays him--he’s clearly enjoying being doted on.

Lilia Vanrouge...

...is quite the little troublemaker!

It feels like he never properly grew out of his teething phase as an infant. Little Lilia chomps on anything and everything he can nom, from food to furniture to his classmates.

Ignores every single one of your warnings to be careful while he’s playing. Nothing’s stopping Lilia from hanging upside down from a tree or the monkey bars.

His bat buddies still swarm and follow him wherever he goes! Lilia loves to run around in wide open spaces while his bats trail behind him~

He loves playing with his food! Lilia refers to it as “cooking”, but really it is just him mixing up his mashed potatoes, corn, apple slices, chocolate milk, jello, and spaghetti into a messy UFO (unidentifiable food object). His strange food mixtures are still a million times better than anything he would have cooked as an adult.

Another activity that Lilia loves is finger painting! He puts pink, green, and blue paint onto his palms and smears them all over blank sheets of paper to make colorful masterpieces~

Loudly screeches nursery rhymes and songs, much to the chagrin of everyone around him (excluding Cater and Kalim; they’re used to it).

In a weird reversal of roles, it’s suddenly Silver that’s fretting and mother henning over Lilia! He helps you wrestle Lilia into the bathtub and into bed while his old man squirms against his strong arms. Silver bundles Llilia up like a little bat and orders him to go to sleep, which he does after blowing a raspberry at Silver.

#twst #twisted wonderland #Silver #Lilia Vanrouge #Jamil Viper #Trey Clover #disney twisted wonderland #Reader #self insert #curiouser and curiouser #twisted wonderland headcanons #twisted wonderland imagines #twisted wonderland requests #twisted wonderland scenarios

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kiseki-no-scenarios · 4 years

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Aww, I love this prompt!! I’ve done a mix of headcanons/scenarios. I hope you enjoy!

Reader comforting Boyfriend!GOM + Kagami and Kuroko after losing a match

Akashi Seijuro

Seirin had managed to pull through at the last minute with a buzzer beater, Rakuzan losing by only a single point

Your heart pained at the defeated looks on everyone’s faces knowing how hard they had been training for their destined rematch

You watched as Akashi lead the players to lineup, his face remaining composed as they bowed to the crowd and to their opponents

You tugged him to sit by your side on the ride back, where the gentle rocking of the bus had lulled the other members to sleep

“Sei, you ok?” Taking his hand in yours, you give squeeze gently.

Akashi looks down at your entwined hands, a sad smile touching his lips. “I feel frustrated, however…it was a good game. Everyone fought well.”

The two of you sit in silence for a few moments, Akashi lightly playing with your fingers.

Bringing the back of your hand up to his lips, he presses a light kiss on the back of your hand. “_____, can I ask you for a favor?”

“Hm? Of course!”

“Thank you.” Akashi lowers his head to your shoulders, closing his eyes. “Please let me stay like this…just for a bit.”

“As long as you’d like, Akashi.” You nuzzle back against him with a smile, drinking in his warmth.

Kise Ryouta

Your heart drops at the final score that flashes across on the scoreboard, Kaijo having not been able to catch up during the last quarter to Too

Your eyes were glued to Kise’s figure, worried about how he would react

You see him throwing his head back, chest heaving as he takes in several deep breaths

He catches your eye and gives you a smile, but you could tell immediately that it didn’t touch his eyes

Kise was standing at the outdoor water fountains, his head bowed as the stream of water cascaded down his hair and neck.

“Ryouta…” You called out to him as you walked up, towel in hand.

“Ah, _____-cchi!” Kise turns off the water as he straightens up, but doesn’t turn your direction. “Man, that was a tough game, I’m exhausted!”

You bite your lip at Kise’s higher-than normal pitched voice. Throwing the towel over his head, you roughly start to tousle his hair. “Yeah, it was.”

“Aominecchi was good, like always.”

“Mhhm.” You continue to rub the towel against his hair, listening to him quietly.

“…I wanted to win.” Kise’s voice is barely above a whisper as he turns, hugging you to him tightly, his face buried against your neck. “I wanted to win, so badly…”

“I know.” Rubbing his back, you feel Kise’s tremors against your body. “You worked hard, Ryouta.”

Aomine Daiki

Aomine was frustrated, stomping off the court after seeing the results of their game against Yosen

You saw Momoi running up to him, hand outstretched as she tried to calm him down

You couldn’t hear what Aomine said exactly, but Momoi had pulled back like she had been burnt, her eyes tearing up as Aomine made a beeline straight for the door

“Daiki!” You race after him, barely able to keep up with his long strides. “Wait!”

“Not now, _____.” Aomine grunts, barely slowing down his pace.

Thinking about the tears that Momoi was barely able to hold back, you feel irritation rising in your chest.

“I said WAIT, YOU DAMN BASTARD!” Pulling off your shoe, you throw it with all your might towards his back.

“Ow! What the hell, _____!”

“I should be the one asking you that!” You shout, marching straight up to him. “Do you think you’re the only one frustrated? That you’re the only one that’s sad?!?”

Beating on his chest with your fists, you grip onto his jersey tightly, pulling his face down to yours. “So stop acting like a goddamn kid and be there for your teammates!”

Aomine doesn’t say anything for a minute, but his face relaxes slightly as he sighs, reaching for your wrists.

“Yeah. You’re right, _____. Sorry.”

“I’m not the one you need to apologize to, Daiki.” Flicking him on the forehead, you start dragging him back to the gym by the front of his jersey. “Make up with Momoi-chan or I swear to god, I’ll cut up every single one of your posters.”

Murasakibara Atsushi

Just like clockwork, Murasakibara begins shoving his things angrily into his duffle bag, claiming that he was going to quit basketball

The match with Shutoku had dragged on, going several minutes into overtime

Murasakibara was unable to block Midorima’s last shot, and you knew he was feeling frustrated because of that

“Atsushi.” You gently tug his clothing from his tight grip, smoothing out the fabric before folding it properly. “Don’t say things you don’t mean.”

“I mean it. I’m quitting.”

You sigh at the sight of Murasakibara’s pout, his face turned stubbornly away from you as he sat on the bench.

“Atsushi. You love basketball. There’s no way you’d quit.” One by one, you start putting things into his bag in an orderly fashion before zipping it up. “Besides, how would your team feel if you just up and quit on them?”

Atsushi is quiet as you hand him his bag. You reach for his hairband, tugging his ponytail free as you card your fingers through his purple hair.

“…I don’t really want to quit, _____-chin.” He whispers, and you can hear his voice shaking slightly.

“I know you don’t. Let’s go home, okay? I’ve got all the things we need to make a cake.” You hug him close, tucking his head underneath your chin as you continue patting his head.

Midorima Shintarou

Midorima was staring at his left hand, clenching and unclenching it into a fist

Akashi had managed to block his last play in the game, unfortunately resulting in Rakuzan’s win

The rest of the team had gone ahead and left the two of you alone, Takao patting you on the back before handing you a roll of tape bandages

“Shin-tan.”

“Don’t call me that.”

“Good to see that you can still complain about that.” You grab his left hand, undoing the tape on his fingers one by one.

“You’re amazing, Shintarou.” You squeeze his fingers one by one, following each squeeze with a light brush of your lips.

“_____.” Midorima blushes, his eyes widening slightly. “What are you doing…?”

“Just a little bit of TLC for my beloved boyfriend.” You reply, unraveling the roll of tape Takao had left for you. You start rewrapping his fingers methodically, going one by one.

You can see Midorima’s shoulders begin to relax out of the corner of your eyes, and you feel his hand slacken in your hold as he relinquishes himself up to your control.

“Next time…I won’t lose.” Midorima promises, flexing his fingers once you finished taping.

“That’s right!”

“I will also purchase a larger penguin plushie next time.”

You eye the plushie Midorima was holding in his right hand, an adorable rockhopper penguin plush that was roughly the size of your head.

“…Will you even be able to carry around one that’s much bigger though?”

Kuroko Tetsuya

It had been a tough battle against Too Academy, especially since it wasn’t possible to use Misdirection Overflow against the team

The relationship between Kuroko and Aomine had drastically improved ever since the events of last year’s Winter Cup, but you knew that while Kuroko wasn’t the most vocal, he still had a competitive spirit

So it was painful for you to see the forlorn look on Kuroko’s face as the buzzer rang, signaling the end of the game

“Nigou, I’m counting on you to help me cheer Tet-chan up, ok?”

“Arf!” Nigou’s head poked out of your jacket, his tongue lolling as he panted, his eyes searching for his owner.

Before you could even set him to the ground, Nigou had already leapt out of your hold, his tail wagging behind him as he raced to Kuroko, pawing at his legs as he begged for him to pick him up.

“Nigou.” Nigou leapt into Kuroko’s arms as soon as he was able to, and you couldn’t help but giggle at the licks that he was already lavishing over Kuroko’s cheeks.

“Good game, Tet-chan.” You say, strolling up to Kuroko. “I’m sorry it didn’t end the way you wanted it to…”

“I’m disappointed too.” Kuroko says, his blue eyes meeting your gaze. His face was as expressionless as ever, but you had observed him long enough to be able to see the minute wrinkles in his brows.

“Arf, arf!” Nigou barked, nosing at Kuroko’s cheeks as he let out a soft whine.

“Someone doesn’t want you to be sad.” You reach out to ruffle Nigou’s fur, letting your other hand rest on Kuroko’s head as you ruffle his hair too.

“_____, I’m not a dog.”

“I know you’re not.” You reply, ignoring his complaint as you continue to ruffle his baby-blue locks. “But you’re cute. And I want to cheer you up.”

Kuroko is quiet as he leans into your touch, his eyes closing. A small smile touches his lips, and that’s when you knew that he would be alright.

Kagami Taiga

You knew Kagami was taking this loss particularly hard-the third years had graduated and he had declared that he’d take care of the team

So it was easy for him to feel responsible for their loss against Too, feeling that he had let not only his team but his senpais down as well

You followed him outside to where he was staring at the sky, fists clenched by his side

“Taiga-kun. You’re going to catch a cold, baka.”

You threw his jacket over his head, sighing as he refused to move.

“Taiga. Talk to me.” Walking forward, you rest your head against his back while nudging him.

“I let everyone down.” Kagami mutters, his voice a mixture of frustration and sadness.

“The only way you’d let anyone down was if you weren’t playing your hardest.” You reply, jabbing him in the side as he let out an unmanly yelp. “Aww, Taiga-kun, you squealed like a little girl, how cute~”

“S-Shut up! Don’t go copying Kuroko!” Taiga shouts, aggressively pulling down his jacket and slipping it over his shoulders. “The two of you spend enough damn time together-“

“Aww, Taiga-kun is jealous, I’ll have to tell Kuroko all about this!”

“Don’t you dare!” Kagami wraps you in a light chokehold, his hands messing up your hair. “You’re my girlfriend, goddamnit!”

“Hey!” You pout, trying to duck beneath his arms.

Really, you were only doing it half-heartedly since you could tell that he was starting to cheer up a bit.

#knb #kuroko no basuke #knb scenarios #knb headcanons #knb imagines #akashi seijuro x reader #kise ryouta x reader #midorima shintarou x reader #murasakibara atsushi x reader #aomine daiki x reader #kagami taiga x reader #kuroko tetsuya x reader

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shigarakis-fifth-hand · 4 years

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Shigaraki x Todoroki! Reader; The Mask

Enjoy the series! one two three four five six seven

Shigaraki sat at the bar, thinking about the girl who he had let into his life, into his home, and into his thoughts. He had no idea who she was, what she looked like, or even how old she was. The last part freaked him out the most. But in he end, he had fallen for a girl based on her sweet personality. Weird

It was late, but Shigaraki was a night owl villain with a lot on his mind. Standing up and looking out the window, he noticed the full moon and stars. Out in the city, heroes roamed the streets looking for him, and the mysterious girl who he had just tucked into bed.

As he wrapped himself in the blanket near by, looking out onto the streets below, he tried to recreate the feeling of her warmth on him. The vanilla smell that meant that she was around, her comforting voice, and when she had cuddled up to him when falling asleep. He tried wrapping himself tighter, or looking out into the city to feel something good. Something warm. Something that could tell him that he didn’t have to have the girl, and that he would be okay.

But no blanket could recreate the bubbly feeling that was in his chest whenever he looked at her, or the melting of his body whenever they touched. My god, that girl did wonders to him and his mind. Shigaraki sighed, walking to the door and putting on his black hoodie before walking out. Taking the steps down to the alleyway, he enjoyed the harsh, cold wind that hit his nose as he walked down the street.

Very few people were out and about, and the ones who were didn’t look very innocent themselves. Shigaraki didn’t care at all, he needed to think about her, the league and everything else. He walked towards the park, stopping on the bridge and looking out at the city. In the distance he saw Endeavor’s agency, and for a moment, wondered where the missing girl could be.

She had gone near this location, and she could be anywhere. Was she alive? Or was she dead? Had she killed herself, or maybe just ran away? Was she like her father... or was she different? No, she was a terrible person. Being an arrogant, rude hero was in hero blood. You couldn’t change blood, and that was a fact. He would never trust a hero, especially since she had been aspiring to be one.

As he walked back, he thought about the girl that he had put to bed. She was gentle and kind, yet competitive and powerful. She had a kill streak for gods sake, yet she was soft and innocent. Shigaraki would even call her Precious, but he’d never say that out loud. What was her deal? She had a nice body and was kind and warm yet she killed people for fun, and was still younger than him. Who was that perfect? She had to be hiding something... there had to be more to her!

Shigaraki began walking back, before seeing a missing poster stapled to the light post nearby. He looked closer before seeing that it was the girl. He rolled his eyes and began walking, before looking closer. It was a photo of her in her school uniform, smiling happily. Her hair was in a messy ponytail, and Shigaraki couldn’t help but feel as if he had seen her before. Something weird was going on. Shigaraki grabbed the poster and stuffed it into his pocket before walking off.

As Shigaraki entered the bar, he walked to his room, threw off his shirt and hoodie, and plopped on the bed, falling asleep.

When Shigaraki opened his eyes, he was in a cloud. Looking around, he saw the missing girl in front of him. “Find me Tenko! You have to find me.” She exclaimed, sitting in front of him with a very revealing bathing suit. He blushed, looking at her beautiful body. “You need to find me. I want you to find me, but you have to look for me. Do you love me Tenko?” She asked as he looked away, blushing at her chest. “You say I’m just a hero’s daughter, but I can be more.”

Shigaraki stared at her, his eyes wide. “I want you just as much as you want me Tenko. You just have to find me.” She leaned it to kiss him, before a scream could be heard behind them. Shigaraki turned to see the mystery girl, being chased by Endeavor, Aizawa and Present Mic. “We know you have something to do with her! We know it!” They screamed, grabbing her and beginning to strangle her. “Tomura! Tomura! Please!”

She screamed as he was forced to watch them choke her, her skin becoming pale as the last air escaped her lungs. She was wearing Tomura’s shirt and nothing else, and her mask was off. Yet, for some reason he couldn’t see her face. “Tomura! Please!” She screamed as Shigaraki got up, beginning to run to her side as he jerked up from his pillow, screaming out loud.

It had just been a nightmare... a terrible and confusing one though. He got up and looked in the mirror at himself. He had slept until two in the afternoon again, and he still had terrible bags under his eyes. That’s when he heard running up the stairs, and his door swing open. “Tomura! Are you okay?” Mystery girl ran through the doorway before stopping, seeing him shirtless.

“God woman, do you knock?” Shigaraki asked, very aggravated from his dream still. “I heard you screaming and got worried.” She confessed as he looked back at her, disappointed that she was yet again wearing her mask. “I’m not a child, go downstairs.” He told her as she walked downstairs. Shigaraki took that moment to check out her ass in the mirror before putting on a shirt and following her to the kitchen.

He walked to the couch, sitting down next to Dabi to look around. Dabi was watching the news intensely, while Twice and Toga sat on the barstools, talking to Mystery Girl who was twirling around in the kitchen. “Senpaiiiii. Why don’t you take off your mask?! I bet you’re realllyyyy pretty!” Toga exclaimed, getting the attention of everyone in the room.

“I don’t know. The mask if kind of my thing I guess. It’s like my trademark for my identity to be unknown.” She tried to explain, but nothing sounded good, causing Shigaraki to become suspicious as he walked over to the kitchen. “The hands are Shigaraki’s trademark, but he takes them off. Come onnn. Who are we going to tell?” Twice asked as she kept quiet, unable to find a reason to justify it.

“Can’t you tell? It’s because that she’s not serious about being a villain. She wants to be able to have her fun, and then go shopping with her friends in public the next day. Well that’s not how you do it small fry. You’re either in it all the way or not in it at all, and honestly, I don’t think you can handle it.” Shigaraki crossed his arms, smirking at the angry girl in front of him.

“Excuse you! Just because I did most of my work alone in the past does not mean that I’m not legit. I can take just as much as you can, if not more!” She challenged, standing on her tip toes to try and look tougher. “Oh, well alright then. We are all going to Overhaul’s to discuss plans for the attack on UA, we’ll see how much you can take then.”

Shigaraki was ready for her to back out any moment. She would coward like the child she was, and it would prove that she was just a kid. If she was just a kid, Shigaraki would easily lose any feelings. “Sounds great, what time should I be ready?” She asked as Shigaraki stepped back, receiving looks from everyone else in the room. “S-six, but if you’re not up to it you can-” He was interrupted by her giggling.

“I told you, I can do just as much as you. Just because I’m younger doesn’t mean anything.” Then she handed him a plate of food before looking at the two at the bar. “Let’s go out in the alley.” She suggested as they nodded, following her out, leaving Shigaraki in the kitchen, absolutely stunned.

“What did I just do...” He mumbled to himself before getting smacked in the head by Dabi. “You’re a dumbass Crusty, ya know that?! Did you think that she would just crumble over and accept defeat? No!” Dabi yelled as Shigaraki stood there, unable to comprehend what had just happened. “She can’t go. She’ll get hurt. Overhaul is absolutely unpredictable. He’s crazy Dabi! We can’t allow it!” He tried to justify it, but Dabi just smirked at him.

“You’re not going to be able to talk her out of it now Crusty. That’s what you get when you think with your dick. And you’re just jealous that Overhaul obviously thought that she’s hot, like you think. Don’t think I don’t realize that. And she’ll be fine, she’s more powerful than all of them.” Dabi walked back over to the couch, Shigaraki following him.

The two sat there as he rolled his eyes, seeing that the rich girl from his dreams was on tv. “I’m tired of seeing her face. Sure she’s hot, but like, get over it. She’s not that special.” Shigaraki exclaimed as Dabi nodded in response. “A lot of people are worried about her dude. They’re not going to stop until they find her. First her brother and now her, they know something is up.” Dabi explained as Shigaraki sat there, thinking of the poster in his jacket pocket.

“I hope they’re both dead. The heroes need to pay, and the greatest thing that can be taken away from them is their children afterall. I think it’s brilliant. Rich girl deserves pain.” Shigaraki expressed as they showed another interview with some of the missing girl’s friends. “Her name is Shiro Todoroki, and honestly, Endeavor doesn’t care about his kids. He never did, never will. That entire family is fucked.”

Dabi expressed, before arguing could be heard from the alleyway. Both men shot up from their seat and ran to the back, opening the door to see everyone arguing at each other. The mystery girl had cut her arm, and Toga had a drip of blood on her finger. “Toga! Don’t do it!” Mystery girl yelled as Toga stared at the drop of blood. “You’re one of my best friends Senpai. I’d die for you, and yet you won’t tell me your identity at all. What did I do wrong?” She asked as Twice nodded.

“Please don’t Toga! I’ll do anything!” Mystery Girl looked up at Shigaraki, her eyes wide with fear. That’s when Shigaraki realized that he was the one who couldn’t know her identity, but he didn’t know why. What was she hiding? “Senpai, I have to. It’ll make our bond stronger.” Toga slipped her finger into her mouth, licking the drop of blood off as Mystery Girl began to run towards her.

Before their eyes, she made a large ice wall circling them both, hiding them from everyone’s view. Toga took a moment to change before she looked around. She could see the white hair in front of her, but that was it. As she stood up though, she looked into the ice and gasped at her reflection before turning to Mystery Girl. “Y-you’re-” Her eyes were wide as she walked towards her white-haired best friend.

As quiet as she could, she whispered, “You’re Shiro Todoroki.” She watched a single tear slide down her cheek before moving her hands to take the mask off of Mystery Girl. Sliding the mask off, tears filled Toga’s eyes. “Oh my god.” The two girls hugged each other before Toga realized something. “Shigaraki will kill you if he finds out. That’s why... oh Senpai I’m so sorry.” Shiro smiled in response before Toga put her mask back on, tying it extra tight.

“I only did a drop so it’ll go awake any minute... oh Senpai, I’m so sorry!” The two girls hugged tighter as Shiro lowered the ice wall, revealing a normal looking Toga hugging her. “What happened? What does she look like?” Twice asked as Dabi and Shigaraki stared at them. “Oh, she’s normal. Pretty eyes, nice face. She’s just great.” The two giggled, gripping hands as Shigaraki sighed, not taking his eyes off the masked white-haired girl.

Dabi smiled in relief before making his way inside, leaving Shigaraki to watch the three experiment with the masked girl’s quirk. Who was she? What was she hiding? He had to find out, or else he would go absolutely crazy.

The hours went quickly, and before Shigaraki knew it, it was 5:30 and everyone was getting ready. Toga and the masked girl were upstairs getting ready, while the rest of them were just chilling. “God, what’s taking so long?!” Shigaraki angrily expressed, wallowing on the couch as Dabi chuckled. “Toga wants to dress her up.” Dabi explained as Shigaraki rolled her eyes.

“She’s not trying to impress him!” He jealously yelled before looking up at the stairs to see the two girls. It was Toga dressed normally, with the masked girl in a black dress and doc martens with her hair pulled back. “I think she looks really professional, don’t you think?” She asked as Dabi and Twice gave thumbs up, Shigaraki having to turn away to hide his blush. “Let’s go, we need to be there on time.”

The group snuck threw the alleyways, being the most quiet they had ever been before seeing the house. It was small, but it was obvious the real base was underground. Shigaraki knocked, and then pressed his thumb to the door handle to open it. With a click, it opened up, showing a small room with a staircase.

“He’s waiting down there. Dabi, I want you to go first, then Twice, then Toga, me, and then small fry. I want you in the back and closest to me in case he tries to pull something.” Shigaraki explained as everyone got in line, walking down. The hallway was poorly lit underground, and it felt strange with just one door at the end of the hallway. When Shiro walked down, she couldn’t help but feel as if she was being watched.

As Dabi was about to open the door in front of him, Shiro felt herself getting pulled back into a tight squeeze, one arm wrapped around her chest and the other around her waist. When she yelped, everyone turned to see Overhaul pulling her close and closer, her eyes showing pure fear.

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soranihimawari · 4 years

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Constellations & Whistles

Just when you thought I was done, I am back at it again with another ficlet. This one features a Yamaguchi, Hitoka, and the rest of the Karasuno team. Heehee

Of all things in this world, nothing brought you more peace than staring up at the skies with all their history displayed for you to study. You were often seen at the apartment complex outside of your neighborhood with a telescope and star charts because you claim the stars never shine the way they want to because they were lonely. More often than not, you chose this particular hobby over the intent of making friends. Sometimes not everyone wanted to be enamored by the heavens, yet you were fearless in your pursuit of mapping the stars.

This course did not change the fact that you were a first year attending one of Miyagi’s powerhouse schools of old times. You were often seen in the last row of your class during your break periods reading about the stars and dreaming of the day a comet would dance across the atmosphere leaving behind an array of colours.

“And all I’m saying is that it takes literal lightyears to reach the next galaxy,” one of your classmates says one rainy afternoon.

“Shh,not so loud, she might hear you,” the other person who sat adjacent to him said pointing at you subtly.

“Light years, huh?” you hum quietly, scratching the surface of your journal with the shorthand calculations of theories on how to actually get to the neighboring star system. Although you were alienated by your love of what lies beyond, making friends with one person in your class wasn’t so bad. Hitoka and you were close enough in age, however when you both found out you were going to be classmates in your first year, you both let out a sigh of relief. Yet, ever since she had begun her duties with being the volleyball team’s co-manager, you saw her less, but it was understandable. You still talk every once in a while in person, until one day Hitoka asks you to stop by the gym later since you haven’t been formerly introduced to any of her new friends.

“Hitoka, you don’t have to do that. I’ll be fine,” you say when you gather your books into your bag.

“It’s no trouble,” Hitoka replies as she fidgets with her hair clip. “I already asked the other members of the team including Shizumi-senpai.”

“If you say so.”

“But...”

“It’s fine, Yacchan,honest. The stars will always be there to keep us company on the walk home I suppose.“

Hitoka squealed as she gave you a hug and mentioned that you wouldn’t regret it. She let you know to wait after classes had concluded later on until she arrived at your classroom wearing her team jacket. Due to an earlier accident at the expense of the art club’s terpentine mixup staining your uniform, you returned from the vice principal’s office wearing a boy’s uniform.

LATER THAT AFTERNOON:

“Unbelievable,” Hitoka says when she sees you in the boys’ uniform for their school. She handed you a hair tie and watched you tie your hair back in a ponytail.

“I knew you didn’t like the skirt option much, but isn’t this a bit extreme...?”

“I think I look just fine, Yacchan. Besides, don’t you think I look dashing in it?”

You shake your head exchanging a laugh with your friend as you sling your bag over your unbuttoned jacket. Your golden hued undershirt poked through with a cheeky grin.

“Sunflower day, huh?” Hitoka mused, poking fun at your choice of colours.

“I’ll have you know that I love sunflowers. Besides, it makes the inseam of the jacket a little more lively?”

“Yeah, it actually does. Let’s go, we’re running a little behind anyways.”

***___***___***

The noise was surely something ripped out of the chaotic birth of the big bang. Yelling and screaming by the team usually caused squabbles to break out between the boys. Shizum-san was already having a tough time trying to reel the boys into focus until Hitoka showed up with you in tow. Granted, you were a little taller than both of the managers by a few centimetres, but that wasn’t the only difference.

“What did I miss?” Hitoka asked once the noise seemed to reduce by a notch or two. You stood by idly observing the room around you. It felt weird being in someone else’s universe which is the closest thing you could relate to seeing the club practice.

From left to right you were able to match the descriptions Hitoka gave you of each members of the team: the third years along with the manager had a sense of controlling their chaotic juniors with certain manneurisms, the second years were the masters of shit-talking and proud members of the protect manager-sama at all costs, and the first years were just adding to the anarchy that made the team uniquely balanced to a degree.

“Quicks being practiced and,” Shizumi paused when she glanced over at you. “I’m sure they forgot about you bringing your friend, Yachi-san.”

“If you want, I could leave?” you offered. In your defense, you didn’t seek to intrude. That and you were dressed in the wrong uniform, but it worked in your favor because none of the guys seemed to notice.

“Wait, Yacchan brought a friend?” The silver haired senior was the first to acknowledge your presence. He waved before coming over to introduce himself to you. The rest of the team seemed to pause all further activity at the moment the vice captain name checked; suddenly you were eclipsed by the athletes.

“Suga-Senpai, this is Delta,” Hitoka says, pushing you forward a little. “Delta, Suga-San.”

“Hello,” you greeted with a small smile. “Nice to meet you.”

“Were you the student the art club accident happened to?” Sugawara asked, his inquisitive stare gave you a once over. At the mention of what happened to you a few hours prior, you give a brief explanation earning you a few adoring sweet calls from the second year members. You bop your head along with the way of the flow of conversation.

“Woah, she’s really cute Hitoka,” a bold colored hair member said coming up next to his senior. “I’m Hinata, this blueberry grumpy guy is Kageyama.”

“Little giant, right?” you whispered to Hitoka who nodded. The rest of the team rambunctiously introduced themselves to you shortly thereafter (Tanaka, Noya, Enno, Narita, Sawamura, Azumane, Tsukkishima, and Yamaguchi [the last of which you found the most intriguing to you]).

“Now you know all of us,” Sugawara began. “All we know about you is from what Yacchan told us.”

“Ah, I see,” you said. Opening your school bag, you retrieve a small notebook with a navy color and lilac spine and a ballpoint gel pen. “Do you believe a man can change his stars?”

Shizumi and Hitoka exchanged a mutual glance with approving nods. The charming question you posed allowed a certain freckled member to speak up.

“Yes,” Yamaguchi’s shaky voice answered. His eyes darted away from you to focus elsewhere, although he did see you around campus with this calm focused look in your eyes. A few times though, he thought it was strange that you never really were spotted with any other classmates and one day he overheard a rumor about the singular first girl with an affinity to map the galaxies.

What Hitoka didn’t mention was the fact she was a bit concerned you had a difficult time making friends. You seemed so odd even the loners kept away from your genius. Hitoka made your acquaintance by sharing her sidewalk chalk with you during recess. You were a bit wild but through the years, Hitoka and you became close via summer break where you found out you were both heading to Karasuno. One person was all you needed, or so you thought. New experiences was where Hitoka took her cue to introduce you to the members of her club.

“Hey, are you guys busy?” Hitoka asked one morning right before their morning sessions were drawing to a close.

“What’s up Yacchan?” Tanaka asked his kouhai. Hitoka played with her hands for a little bit before taking a deep breath; she explained her concerns about an old friend of hers who didn’t really seem to fit in and was the occasional victim of rude conversations about her hobby.

“So, what you’re saying is that you want to bring Delta-chan to one of our afternoon practices?” Sawamura asked, his arms folded over his chest. He closed his eyes and Sugawara nodded along. Those two would love to help your friend with cause.

“I don’t see why not,” Shizumi spoke on their behalf. “I already spoke to Takeda-sensei so we can do it tomorrow. Ok?”

“Yamaguchi, right?” you continue with the mini-lesson. He nods as you walk up toward where he was standing (ever close to his best friend, Tsukkishima). “Then don’t be afraid to change your trajectory.” You pick up a spare ball and hand it to him. The subtlety in your manner of speaking caused your fellow first year to realize that perhaps, just this once, he might believe in love at first meeting.

Once practice began to wrap up, you seemed glad you accepted Hitoka’s invitation. The boys were respectful and loyal to a fault; it was like all the senpais suddenly took a silent vow to protect you as though you were the kid sister of their team. If Shizumi-san was a goddess, then you and Hitoka were her compatriots from that day on.

“Thank you,” the sing-song lilt in your voice was something only you let Hitoka see. Yamaguchi and Tsukkishima were the ones close enough to hear you talk to Hitoka. “I had fun.”

“Seems like you aren’t the only one,” Hitoka mentions off hand her eyes wandering around the gym where their senpais were having trouble separating Kageyama from Hinata. You, on the other hand, had a better idea inspired by the way Kageyama was calling Hinata out for being a dumbass.

“Mind holding this for me Yamaguchi-kun?” you asked, handing him your notebook from earlier.

“Sure,” he says (the pinch server would tell you later he loved the way your timid demeanor took a backseat when the squabbling reached its apex).

“Good luck trying to separate them,” Tsukkishima scoffs.

“Hitoka, cover your ears,” you instructed with an exasperated glance.

You make finger guns with both of your hands and licked your lips prior to placing them in your mouth. The high-pitched wolf whistle you made echoed throughout the gym dispelling all parties involved to separate from each other.

“I like this one,” their captain said, clasping his hands together. “Bring her here more often, ok Hitoka-chan?”

“Y-yes sir!” Hitoka answered with a smile. “C’mon Delta, Shizumi said we were good to go on ahead.”

“Mmkay,” you said. “Thanks for holding my materials Yamaguchi. See you guys later boys.”

You give a small salute to the crows & you take your leave with Hitoka chatting about stopping by to pick up some ice pops at the convenience store down the street.

“The Perseus constellation should be at it’s brightest tonight! I just have to get access to the rooftop again.”

“Delta, you used the fire escape last time, isn’t that a little dangerous?” Hitoka’s concern was made apparent as she walked behind you with her bag in tow.

“Not if it gets me to touch the sky,” you say with a dreamlike tone.

When you and Hitoka disappeared out of earshot, Yamaguchi’s smile didn’t go away as stealthily as he had hoped. Tsukkishima and Shizumi walked a little closer to the pinch server; of all times for his best friend to form a liking was right after she let him skim through her journal. Whatever Hitoka’s intentions were with bringing Delta with her to practice that day, albeit being the subject of many campus rumors (within your year), you proved your worth all on your own.

“You like her, Yamaguchi,” Shizumi mentioned quietly to him. Tsukkishima places his hand on Yamaguchi’s shoulder knowing he needed a little encouragement.

“She reminds me of you when we were younger; a bit more louder, that’s for sure,” Tsukkishima says.

His typical smug attitude softened a bit due to the fact Delta might have also made an impression on him as well (considering the wolf whistle can be used as a threat if his teammates were getting too noisy).

“Sorry Tsukki,” Yamaguchi said. He placed a hand behind his neck and bowed. “Is this what it feels like to like someone new?”

“Probably,” Shizumi says. “This might be a good thing for you too. Let's go help the others clean up.”

Tsukkishima nodded. He adjusted his glasses. “You could ask her out to study next time we have an exam coming up...”

Yamaguchi breathed a sigh of relief, deciding to ask you for your number tomorrow (or at the very least ask Hitoka for it on his behalf).

next >Confessions & Kiss>

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themonotonysyndrome · 4 years

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“All teenagers scare the living shit out of me.”

I... have no excuse. I need a fic where Silver sneaks off to be a rebellious teenager without Lilia or Malleus knowing as well as being a good senpai with a hidden, fun side. Warning: it’s pretty long and yay for MCR’s songs. Anyway, enjoy.

Sneaking out of the Diasomnia dorm is so easy once you’ve memorised every corner, hallways and the occasional night owl wandering about like a pale ghost underneath the moonlight.

It’s also a lot easier once you mastered the silencing spell. Especially if your room is a floor beneath two powerful and ancient Faes and below is another Fae known to read late into the night when he couldn’t sleep.

After slipping the red jacket on, Silver ties his hair into a small ponytail and checks his reflection at the vanity table one last time. His eyeshadows are fine so he just adjusts his hair a little to let the bangs framed his face a lot neater before grabbing his phone and wallet.

Silver turned off the lamp on his bedside table and immediately, his room is thrown into darkness. Only the soft moonlight reveals him standing at the door, his hand on the doorknob as he tries his best to listen to any sound outside. Malleus would already be fast asleep, judging by the hour. Lilia would also be fast asleep after pulling a four-day all-nighter playing video games with Ortho. Sebek had mentioned during lunchtime that he’s exhausted from helping the other First Year students of their dorm studying, so he’d probably turn in early tonight.

When he could hear nothing, Silver cast a silencing spell on himself as soon as he exits his room. The hallways look so eerie at night with the swaying green flames from the candles. The thorny vines creeping up the walls and ceilings cast long shadows underneath the soft light. The dorm would spook anyone meant not to be here, but Silver has become accustomed to sneaking between the shadows of Diasomnia that nothing but Lilia’s footstep can startle him.

Once he reaches a dead end in the hallway on the ground floor, Silver gently presses one of the bricks hidden behind the thick tapestry and the brick wall reveal a hole that’s big enough for him to slip out to the back of the dorm.

The cold night air envelop him as soon as he steps outside with the moon hanging high and full in the starry night sky. It’s a quiet, peaceful night and more importantly, one of the rare nights that Silver is fully awake for once and he plans to take advantage of it.

Silver raises an open palm to summon a couple of fireflies to lead him through the forest. The little creatures shine a brilliant shade of dark green light; strong enough to illuminate the path for him. The occasional hoot of the owls and crickets accompanied him as he walks deeper into the forest towards his destination.

However, he instantly froze when he heard something unexpected somewhere near him. A couple of voices dispels the quiet evening.

“ - right way?”

“Pretty... sure. I’ve walked... way... a couple... time now!”

Silver frowns. He ducks underneath a thick branch and hides behind a tree as the voices gradually become louder and clearer. The green fireflies disperse at a flick of his finger.

“Are you sure we aren’t lost?” Silver knew that voice. It’s that human student from the Ramshackle dorm - Yuu.

“Yeah, Ace. Isn’t this the way to the Dwarf’s Mine?” Another First Year student - Deuce - chimed in.

“Of course we aren’t lost! Look, it’s just a couple more steps, and we should be on the path towards the back entrance of the campus, alright?’ Ace assured them. He then leads the way, and the two hurried after him, the flashlight from their phones pierce through the darkness in front of them.

‘What... are they doing?’ Silver wondered as he watches them going further away from the same path that he’s on. He has a feeling that they too, are planning to sneak out of campus, but they’re going the wrong way, just like Yuu suspected. He bit his lower lip and then sigh, mind already made up.

Without hesitation, Silver went after them. There are monsters that lurk in this forest, and the ones that only reveal under the cover of the night tend to be vicious and nasty. Despite not being from the same dorm, it wouldn’t sit well with him as a Second Year student if he lets a bunch of newbies gets hurt if he could help it.

And when Ace let out a shriek, Silver quickens his steps and prepare his magic.

“What the fuck is that!?” Deuce shouted, eyes wide open in shock. Ace is on the ground, flat on his ass with Yuu and Deuce in front of him.

A large slime-like shadow monster with multiple red eyes and way too many mouths loom over them. As it bares its razor-sharp teeth and prepares to pounce on them, Silver shouted.

“Get down!” He ordered and threw a large fireball at the monster. Fortunately, Yuu and Deuce were smart enough not to question and quick enough to duck.

The creature let out an unnerving shriek of pain, but the fire refused to snuff out. The teacher had covered this particular monster during the first semester for the Second Year curriculum, so Silver knows how just how to defeat. He raises the fire higher and hotter until the monster bubbles and evaporates into soft smoke.

The green fireflies returned and circled them to ward off any more surprises.

“Silver-senpai?” Yuu called out, tilting his head in both relieve and confusion. “What are you doing here so late at night?”

“Isn’t that supposed to be my question?” Silver countered instead. Folding his arms, he then asks, “Shouldn’t it be common sense to stay away from the forest? Especially at night?”

At least Yuu had the decency to look bashful. Ace, however, managed to shake off his fear to reply, “You haven’t answered him, Silver-senpai. And why are you wearing such cool clothes for? Wait... are you going to the Mystic Elixir too?”

“Ace!” Deuce hissed, but that was all Silver needed to know.

“What!? You’re thinking about it too!”

“G-Guys...”

Silver sighs. He really didn’t expect this; looks like Azul wasn’t kidding that this trio tends to bring trouble wherever they go. Still, maybe he can work something out...

“Actually, I am.”

His blunt and honest admission shocks them. “Whoa... I didn’t know that Silver-senpai is the kind of person to break the rules.” Deuce said in awe with a hint of respect.

Silver just shrugs. He’s aware of the school’s impression of him and his family; rather than getting annoyed, he let them think what they like. “What I do in my free time is my own business. Now, since we’re both breaking the rules and planning to go to the same place, our little trip to the city is going to be a secret just between us. Got it?”

“C-Crystal, Silver-senpai!”

“Of course, Silver-senpai!”

“...Yes, Silver-senpai.”

Silver nodded. “Good. Follow me.” He turns around to return to the previous path with the First Years meekly walk behind him. “Have you three been to the Mystic Elixir before?” He asks.

“We overheard it from Cater-senpai and got curious.” Deuce explains. “He said that it’s the only nightclub that doesn’t care about your age.”

“Have you heard about it, Silver-senpai?” Yuu interjects. The boy’s eyes glint underneath the light of the fireflies. Is he genuinely incapable of using magic like the Mirror of Darkness said?

“Been there a couple of times.” Silver admits. This results in a chorus of awe and questions, but he put a stop to it with a raise of his hand. “Ground rule: I’ll take you guys there, but you guys are not allow to drink. If I see any you disappear from my line of sight or do anything besides dancing and talking, I’ll haul your asses back here. Understand?” He demands, trying to sound as firm as he can. Hopefully, they’ll take his words seriously; he doesn’t have much practise other than arguing with Sebek.

The trio murmurs, “Yes, Silver-senpai.” Good enough.

When they reach far enough from the campus, Silver calls for a transportation portal from their area straight to the street where the nightclub is. If they were within the boundary of the college, the headmaster would sense the portal immediately, which is why they needed to be out of the radius to leave safely.

“I’m so excited!” Ace exclaim with a wide grin. “This is going to be the best night ever!”

“As long as we listen to Silver-senpai rules and don’t stay too long, it should be fine...” Deuce quietly assure himself, but Silver could see him fidgeting with excitement and eagerness.

Yuu said nothing. Though he kept sneaking glances at Silver; wanting to say something but stop himself every time. Silver made a mental note to ask him if they had the chance.

As soon as they step into the portal with Silver being the last, the Mystic Elixir appear before them. The building is large, circular with three floors and a rooftop lounge. The main entrance holds up the name of the nightclub in bright purple lights with the walls flashing a myriad of soft colours and music can be heard blasting inside.

“Oh wow, look at the line!” Ace pointed out. Like any other typical Saturday night, the club had a long line of people eager to get in. “It’ll take forever for us to get in at this rate!”

“Just follow me.” Silver simply replied and went around the building. The First Years continue to trail after him like ducklings; their excited chatter muffled. Away from prying eyes, they slip into an alley beside the building where an imposing bouncer is guarding a small door.

When he saw Silver, he peers over his sunglasses. “Oh-ho, the guys and I’ve been wondering when you would show up, Argentum. There’s even a bet running that you ran off to some other clubs at the other side of the city.” The Minotaur said with a friendly grin.

Silver rolled his eyes. “It’s only been four months. Anyway, is Hansel in tonight?”

“Heck yeah! He’s manning the bar on the ground floor with a couple of new girls. There’s a new menu that I think you’re gonna like.”

The two chatted for a few more minutes before he laughs at Silver’s sarcastic quip and opens the door for them; barely batted an eye at the three kids behind him as they shuffle in.

“Does Silver-senpai knows a lot of people in the city?” Deuce couldn't help but ask when the door close behind them. Silver leads them through the dimly lit hallway to where the music and people shouting and singing is.

“No.” Silver answered, and that’s that. When they finally reach the dance floor, Deuce and Ace gape at the sight. Music blares from every corner of the large room, the bright and colourful LED lights pulse from the ceilings, walls, and the entire floor is crowded with all sorts of creatures; some were dancing, some were playing cards and drinking at the tables while others made their way to the neon stairs for the rooftop lounge.

“Now this is a party! C’mon, c’mon! Let’s dance, guys!” Ace urged and grabbed both Yuu and Deuce with him to the dance floor. Silver watch them mingle with the crowd before heading towards the bar where it’s a little quieter.

Hopping onto one of the stool, Silver is immediately greeted by the bartender, Hansel. “Argentum! Good to see you again. How have you been? Busy?” The man said brightly as he tucks away a shot glass. Behind him, Silver could see two girls handling the other patrons.

“Had to study for a test.” Silver said. He hid his identity whenever he sneaks out of Raven Night College in case Lilia or Malleus caught wind of his little late-night adventures. A small part of him knew that although Lilia wouldn’t mind him hanging out with his own group of friends, the old man would definitely put his foot down as soon as he mentioned Mystic Elixir.

It’s baffling how overprotective the old man can sometimes be. You’d think he’s old enough to make his own decisions.

There’s been a lot of shady events that happened in Mystic Elixir ever since its grand opening. Being one of the very few nightclubs with very few rules, anything can happen here. Agreements, truces and even death. Though Hansel enigmatically smiles and said nothing when Silver wanted to confirm the last rumour.

But despite the nightclub’s infamous reputation, Silver actually enjoyed it here. Watching all sort of creatures dance the night away and even chatting with some interesting strangers over a glass of Icy Polaris about this and that can be fun.

When Hansel slides him a shot of Poison Harbinger, Yuu sat on the vacant stool beside him. Like before, he made a poor attempt trying to hide his curious glances despite looking at the non-alcoholic section of the menu. So Silver decide to nip that in the bud.

“Do you like sweets?” He suddenly asks.

“Umm... I don’t really mind them, Silver-senpai.” Yuu said after some thoughts.

Silver nodded. “Then I suggest either a Dea’s Kiss mocktail or Priestess Lemonade.”

Yuu decides on the first suggestion, and one of the girls begin to prepare his order. “Has enough of dancing?” Silver asks after a sip of his drink.

“I was starting to get sweaty.” Yuu admits. “I’ve never been to a nightclub before. Not even in my... world.” He pauses and then, “Not unlike Silver-senpai.”

“This is my fourth time here, but I’m not much of a dancer. I’m just here for the drinks.” Silver said, raising his glass for emphasis. Hansel cheers.

“Still... even though I’m still new here, I always thought that Silver-senpai prefers a much more... quiet scene.” Yuu said with a tilt of his head.

Silver turns around to face the dancing crowd. Despite the writhing bodies, he could see Ace and Deuce without a problem. “I do enjoy hanging out with Lilia-san and the others. But I’m also a curious person. Just like your friend, I heard about this place and wanted to check it out and found myself experiencing something new.”

Hansel returns with Yuu’s order. He eyes the drink; inside the tall glass is a swirl of purple galaxy with sparkling black dots that oddly reminds her of onyx. A single red rose petal floats on the surface of the drink. The drink looks pretty rather than delicious, to be honest, but he takes a sip nonetheless. His eyes widen when a pleasant sweet taste burst on his tongue. It faintly tasted like blueberries and something else entirely.

“Does Lilia-san knows you’re here?” Yuu finally ask.

Ah, Silver was wondering when he would ask that. “No.” He said after the sweetness of his drink burns his throat. As long as he can remember, Silver’s world consists of Lilia and Malleus; they the ones who taught and raised him everything they knew. They watch him grow when they themselves don’t, and over time, Silver can feel the difference between them.

Don’t get him wrong; Silver dearly love them as his parents, and they in return treat him as theirs. It’s unconventional, but he wouldn’t have it any other way. But after enrolling to Night Raven College, Silver sees them not only as parental figures but also his senior students.

Awkward is an understatement whenever the other students witnessed Lilia teasing him like how a father would and Malleus would scoop a portion of his food to his plate during lunchtime in the cafeteria. It’s during those moments that Silver is grateful for Sebek’s presence and would gladly humour him whenever he’s upset with something.

Yuu said nothing and they enjoyed their drinks in silence. The topic then shifted to something lighter; about classes, magic and the difference between their world. Silver couldn’t comprehend a world without magic, and despite knowing nothing of their histories, Yuu grasps his explanation surprisingly quick.

It’s almost as if he’s heard of them before.

When midnight came and went, the First Year trio were beginning to wear out from dancing and the intense atmosphere. Around 2 in the morning, they decide to return home. Silver paid for their drinks much to the their protest, but Silver easily brush it off, claiming that since it’s their first time, it’s a treat from him.

As they made their way back to the back entrance of the nightclub, Yuu took one last glance at the dance floor behind him. Just like the moment they arrive, he sees a young man with short auburn hair with red tips and russet brown eyes stare at them from one of the private booth.

No, Yuu suddenly realises when the stranger turns his head slightly. Not them, but at Silver.

Apologies for any grammatical errors or spellings. It was 2AM when I was writing this. Hope I managed to get Silver right

#twisted wonderland #silver #fanfic #oneshot #mc #ace trappola #deuce spade #twst #lilia vanrouge #malleus draconia

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junionigiri · 5 years

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Todochako Week 2019 - Day 2 - Protection

for @todochaco

Notes: the mob characters are mine lol

“Ochako, catch.”

The bottle comes sailing from her left, and easily lands on her right. As expected, it’s just the right level of coolness that she craves after a vigorous hour of sparring. Twisting the bottle open, she beams at the source of her drink. “Thanks, Shouto!”

He raises his eyebrows at her in acknowledgment, face barely changing from the impassive, downright intimidating stare he gives his set of first years. Without another word, he turns his attention back to his class without missing a beat.

“Wow, Uraraka-senpai… Todoroki-senpai’s pretty stern, isn’t he?”

She hums as she takes a gulp of her drink. Around her, the three first years that she’s spent the morning mentoring are taking a breather after cooling down. Aizawa-sensei assigned her to those whose quirks would benefit from learning close combat: Sake, who emits ethanol from his sweat; Kazu, who can influence probability to some extent; and Riri, who produces seeds that sprout into flowers anywhere she likes.

Their quirks are more than a little interesting. Truth be told, Ochako’s a little intimidated of their potential, but at least they stay humble and seem to look up to her enough. She likes them, especially Riri, although she reminds her a bit of Mina-chan with her deathly interest of other people’s love lives.

“So is he also that way with you, senpai?” Case in point, right now.

Ochako laughs awkwardly. “What do you mean, Riri-chan?”

“You know. Stern. Protective. Possessive, maybe,” she points out with a wiggle of her pale eyebrows. “I’m weak for those overprotective types! Boys who always has an arm around you when you walk, looks at everyone else all mean when you go on dates… says things like I don’t want other boys to look at you, you’re all mine!”

“Riri, can you not weird senpai out with your stupid questions?” Kazu says with a reprimanding tone. “You don’t have to take her seriously, Uraraka-senpai. She’s just looking for the next juicy gossip.”

Riri sticks out her tongue at him. “You’re just crabby ‘cos Todoroki-senpai beat you to asking Uraraka-senpai out! And you too, Sake!”

Sake makes a blubbering noise and blushes. “Why ya gotta bring that up again?! I’m just sittin’ here, drinkin’ my juice peacefully! What’s a man gotta do to get over a broken heart, hah?”

They laugh about it now, but it’s true that Ochako has had to reject their confessions (as well as others) a couple of weeks ago. It was right before Shouto has tried to be more public with his affections and thus shocked half the school with the revelation that they’ve been dating for about a month now.

Which is why it’s doubly funny that she ended up being their second-year mentor for the week-long combat training classes. While Ochako worried that it’ll be awkward at the start, her first years thankfully didn’t seem to mind the set-up at all. They only focused on getting stronger during training and nothing else.

“Back to Todoroki-senpai, though,” Riri presses, eliciting groans from the boys. “Is he anything like that? I mean… you guys are public now, but you two are so quiet and chill, and I guess it isn’t bad, but you gotta know that I ship the two of you. So, so hard. And it isn’t just me who ships TodoOcha in this school--”

Ochako almost spits out her drink at the shipping part. Kazu notices and whines complainingly at her classmate. “Oh my god Riri, stop talking, have some shame, senpai’s blushing can’t ya see--”

“But it’s true! You gotta know how starved for content we are!” The girl bounces happily, yellow roses blooming on the tile around her. “But! I don’t see you holding hands in school or anything… did you know that some guys think that you two aren’t actually going out?”

“That’s strange.” Do they really have to hold hands 24/7 for the world to be convinced that they’re dating? And do they really have to prove it to others?

“Yeah! Weird! Although, I’ve always thought that senpai would be more obvious about liking you, you know? Like those heroes from Ikemen Sengoku… keeping you by his side at all times, ready to take down the other lords in the war--”

Ochako finally swallows down the last bit of liquid down her esophagus before she chokes on it. All these weird words coming out of this girl’s mouth! “Riri-chan, Todoroki-kun and I are fine, don’t worry.”

“Yeah, Riri. Quit gettin’ in their business,” Sake says before turning to Ochako. He has a big smile on his face. “Anyways, just to change the subject! Uraraka-senpai, it’s our last day of combat training with you, right?”

She nods. “And you guys did so well. I hope you get to use the Gunhead Martial Arts in the future!”

“We sure will!” Sake clears his throat, and then nods at Kazu, who nods with a determined grin. Riri rolls her eyes. “S-so… seein’ as the three of us did so well and all… I was wondering if you wanted to get some ice cream with--”

“Ochako.”

The first years trail off, faces suddenly blue. She turns behind her, curious, meeting Shouto’s mismatched eyes. “Oh, Shouto! You guys done too?”

He nods, gesturing to three kids lying on the floor and unmoving. “They said they’re fine, but I wonder if I pushed them too far.”

“... Oh… I’m sure you didn’t,” Ochako says reassuringly.

He stares at her in his usual unreadable way, which lasts for a few moments of silence. When she’s about to ask what’s the matter, he says quietly, “... your hair.”

“... ah,” she runs her hand through messy brown strands and laughs awkwardly. “Yeah, I forgot to bring a hair tie. But it’s no big deal...”

He interrupts her by wordlessly bringing up a plain black scrunchie under her nose. She wonders why he has one in the first place and why he’s insistent on her wearing it, but she complies and ties her hair back in a ponytail.

“... ah,” Sake and Kazu say in unison, going from pale to beet red. Riri, in sharp contrast, looks like she just won the lottery.

Incredulous, she falters briefly at how oddly they’re behaving. Meanwhile Shouto remains unfazed when he glances at her first years. “Are you guys finished training?”

Kazu manages to stammer. “Y… yes, senpai. We’re actually going to the showers in a bit.”

“All right,” Shouto says as they stand up, with a strange sense of defeat over the boys and sweet, sweet vindication for Riri.

“Thanks, Uraraka-senpai! I learned so much! See ya!” the girl says with a wink and a skip in her step. She follows the boys out of Gym Gamma, teasing them along the way.

Meanwhile, Ochako is left with her boyfriend, who seems to have a knowing gleam in his eyes. “What was that about? I could have sworn they were about to invite me to ice cream.”

There’s an innocent smile on his face when he puts an arm around her and leads her out of the gym. “Who knows. They didn’t seem like they believed we were really going out, at first.”

She scoffs, but gives him a mischievous smile. “And now you’re suddenly protectin’ what’s yours, huh?”

He hums. “You don’t like that?”

“... nah, I do.” She’d like more of that, if she had her way.

“Good,” Shouto says, staring at the sides of her neck. “Then you won’t kill me after you take a good look at yourself in the mirror, right?”

Her jaw drops, and her hand automatically comes up to cover the skin of the sides of her neck… and all the marks he placed there, just last night, in the privacy of his dorm room. Realization sinks in her gut, slowly. “Shouto…!!! You!!!”

He chuckles and dodges away from her affronted slap. “I can always put more, if that’s what you’re worried about.”

She shrieks in embarrassment and chases him out of the gym. Shouto runs fast and has her display the marks on her neck for a few more meters before he allows her to catch him, throwing his arms possessively around her.

Needless to say, their so-called fanclub at school had lots of things to talk about after that day.

#todochakoweek2019 #todochako #todoroki shouto #uraraka ochako #protection #my ocs #art by safri #ok i know it doesnt really fit the prompt but i trieddddd #shouchako #todoocha

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Can We Have A Moment?

Creator: @a-writing-trickster-angel Recipient: @silvormoon Title: Can We Have A Moment? Characters/Pairings: Unazuki Taiju/Wakura Nanao Summary: With their two different friend groups and clubs, Nanao and Taiju have a hard time finding private time together. It gets even harder after they both become magical boys on opposite sides. Comment: Happy Valentine’s Day! I hope you like the story. :)

On Ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/17832281

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It was a normal day in Binan High School. Classes had ended and the boys were running to club meetings and sports events.

But Nanao and Taiju were taking their time. After all, the time between club meetings was precious. They only had a few minutes to be together.

“Ready to go?” Nanao asked.

Taiju smiled at him. “Whenever you are.” They both grabbed their bags and then each other’s hands. After two years of dating, this wasn’t an uncommon sight in Binan High School. They didn’t care who watched them; they were just happy to be together.

They had until the end of the hallway before they were separated again. So they used the time to chat about whatever happened in the day.

But the end of the hallway came much too fast. And with a quick peck, they let go of each other’s hands.

“See you later,” Nanao said.

“See you later,” Taiju replied. But neither one moved away. They leaned in, held each other and gave each other another kiss, longer this time, the kind you would be stared at for. And neither one minded.

Someone cleared their throat. Nanao expected a teacher but instead, saw Ata standing there with Maasa.

“Good afternoon, Ibusuki-kaichou,” Nanao said with his arms still around Taiju.

Ata looked like he was gonna explode.

“I should go,” Taiju said and let go of Nanao. Without the grandiose displays of affections as a goodbye, he walked upstairs with the rest of the Student Council. Ata glared at Nanao until he was gone from sight.

Then Nanao walked downstairs to get to the clubroom. He had his own meeting after all.

The rest of the club was already there when he arrived.

“Good afternoon, everyone,” Nanao said.

“Good afternoon. You seem to be in a good mood, Wakura-senpai,” Ryoma said.

“He’s always in a good mood after walking with Unazuki-senpai,” Taishi replied.

“Of course I am,” Nanao replied, “He is my boyfriend.”

“It’s great that you spend time together,” Ichiro said.

But not nearly as much as Nanao wanted.

“Taiju, let’s go get ice cream,” Nanao said at the end of the day.

“I would like that,” he said, “After the meetings?”

“No. Let’s blow them off,” Nanao replied, “When was the last time we took some time for ourselves?”

Admittedly, it had been a while, especially since they had both become magical boys. Not that that was stopping their relationship, but it did make things harder.

“I don’t think Ata would appreciate me doing that.”

“Please, Taiju?” Nanao smiled at him.

“Well, I guess if you’re asking so nicely.” He smiled back at him. They left the classroom and ditched their clubs, instead walking to the ice cream store that they liked so much. It was nice to spend some actual time together.

They sat on the steps and ate their ice cream. It was a pleasant afternoon. The sun was shining and the air was warm. It was the perfect day for a date.

“So, why did you want me out of the school?” Taiju asked.

“Because I wanted to spend time with you,” Nanao said, “It seems like we’ve had no time to ourselves since we became magical boys.”

At that moment, Taiju’s phone started ringing. He pulled it out of his pocket and answered the call. “Hello?”

“Unazuki-san. Where are you?” Ata asked.

“I’m getting ice cream with my boyfriend.”

Ata sighed. “Come back here. We have plans we need to accomplish.”

Taiju looked at Nanao, who regarded him sadly. “I’ll be back soon.”

Ata hung up the phone and Taiju put it back in his pocket. “Is there another reason why you wanted me here?”

“Ichiro-kun wanted to spend some time with his sister. It’s her birthday,” Nanao explained, “I was supposed to distract you so you couldn’t create a monster.”

“It was a good try,” Taiju said as he stood up.

Nanao stood up as well. “Well, if you’re going to make a monster with your kids, I should tell my kids what’s about to happen.”

“Then we should walk back together,” Taiju suggested.

They joined hands and headed back to the school. It was the best date they’d had in a while.

“Nanao, can I talk to you for a minute?” Taiju asked.

Nanao thought that was weird. He never asked; he just talked.

“Sure,” he replied.

They walked out into the hallway, like normal. When they reached the staircase, Taiju said, “Can you come up here with me?”

“Are you trying to kidnap me?” Nanao asked.

“There’s only one way you’ll find out.”

Well, that was ominous. But still, Nanao trusted him. So the two went up the stairs together. On the top floor, in the entryway to the student council room, Taiju stopped.

“What-” Taiju grabbed Nanao and slammed him against the wall. His hands were pinned next to his head. “Oh. So you did want to kidnap me?”

“Ata asked me to do this.”

“Really? How bold of him.”

“He didn’t specify how I was supposed to distract you. I thought you would enjoy this too.”

“Am I struggling?” Nanao asked. He was not. Taiju had a strong grip but he was sure he could break it if he really needed to. But he kind of liked this.

“No. You’re being good.”

“How unlike me. Well, you have successfully kidnapped me. What are you going to do with me now?”

Taiju kissed him. He was sloppy, tongue in his mouth, pressed up against his body, his grip tight on his wrists. And Nanao was enjoying this. He didn’t even care why Ata wanted him “kidnapped”.

Nanao’s phone started ringing. The boys stopped kissing and looked at each other.

“I’m not going to allow you to answer that,” Taiju said.

“That’s fine.”

He kissed him again. His phone finally stopped ringing and he didn’t care. He liked being pinned down like this. Taiju was so hot when he took charge.

Nanao’s phone started ringing again. Now he was getting concerned. He pulled back but Taiju pressed in closer. Now he really wanted to check his phone.

Nanao turned his head to the side and said, “Stop.”

Taiju backed off.

“You made a monster, didn’t you?” Nanao asked, “That’s why Ata wanted me “kidnapped”.”

“Yes,” Taiju admitted.

“I need to go,” Nanao said. He got his right wrist free as checked his phone. He had a missed call from Ryoma and Ichiro and now Taishi was calling him.

“What’s going on, Taishi-kun?” Nanao asked.

“Monster,” he replied. Nanao could hear the sounds of fighting in the background.

“I’ll be right there.” He hung up and got his left wrist free. “It was a good try. When there isn’t a monster, feel free to kidnap me again.”

“I’ll look forward to it,” Taiju said but he didn’t make eye contact.

Nanao headed down the stairs. His juniors needed him.

It was a bit pathetic to watch Ritter Diamant yelling at Fiore when he didn’t care. At this point, Luna had seen it many times. Stella was trying to get them to stop fighting but the rest of the Edelstein and Happy Kiss just looked bored.

So Luna walked over to Ritter Rosenquartz. He seemed just as bored and as the monster had been defeated, it wasn’t like they were about to make another one.

“Come around here often?” Luna asked.

Ritter Rosenquartz smiled. “Only on occasion. And you?”

“Only on the occasion you are. We should meet more often.”

“Sorry I have a boyfriend,” Ritter Rosenquartz replied.

“I see. I bet he’s handsome.”

“I think so. Though, I’ve heard you have a partner too.”

“I wouldn’t know. I haven’t seen him much,” Luna said, “Maybe we should go out to make him jealous.”

“Wakura-senpai, could you please stop flirting?” Neve asked.

“Unazuki-san, we’re leaving,” Ritter Diamant said. He turned around and disappeared.

“Until next time then,” Ritter Rosenquartz said as he and Ritter Amethyst disappeared as well. It seemed they were never gonna catch a break.

Nanao and Taiju were going to get a date, even if it made their friends mad. So on their day off, they met up at Taiju’s house and turned off their phones. No one was going to interrupt this.

Taiju already had the ingredients assembled for their creation. They were going to bake a cake together and no monster was going to stop them.

Nanao put his hair in a ponytail before they started.

“That style looks good on you,” Taiju said.

Nanao smiled at him.

They set to work. While Taiju was measuring the water, Nanao flicked some flour at him.

He stopped what he was doing and looked at him. “What was that for?”

“What was what for?” Nanao was mixing the dry ingredients. It could have been an accident. But Taiju knew it wasn’t.

Taiju smirked to himself. He flicked some water at Nanao, who backed away with a quick laugh.

“Don’t be mean to me. I’m your boyfriend.”

“You’re also my enemy.”

Nanao just gave him a smile.

Nothing else of note happened while they finished preparing the cake. When it was put into the oven, Taiju cracked open the tin of frosting he’d gotten. He stuck his finger in it and asked, “Want to try?”

Nanao opened his mouth, only to have the frosting slathered on his nose. He smirked at Taiju, knowing he was going to get revenge, as he wiped it off. But Taiju just laughed. If his phone had been on, he would have taken a picture.

“I’m going to get you for that.”

“I’d like to see you try.”

While they waited, they put on a movie.They cuddled on the couch under a warm blanket, Nanao resting half on top of Taiju but he didn’t mind at all. They didn’t pay much attention to the movie, content to just be in each other’s company without being torn apart.

“How mad do you think Ibusuki-kaichou is right now?” Nanao asked as the movie played. It was about a woman who had been cursed and was living with a wizard.

“I don’t think he’s happy that he can’t contact me,” Taiju said, “I’ll probably have a few messages on my phone later. And what about your friends? Will they miss you?”

“They’ll be alright as long as there aren’t any monsters. Which there aren’t, right?”

“No. No monsters.”

“Good.”

It was so calm in comparison to how their lives had been lately. It felt almost too good to be true. And when the timer for the cake went off, they both jumped like it was a monster after them. Both were embarrassed but neither said anything as they got off the couch.

With bated breath, they checked on the cake in the oven, only to find their task complete. Taiju took it out and as it cooled, they finished the movie, cuddled up under the blanket.

Once the movie was done, they frosted the cake. They both focused in their task until Nanao ‘accidentally’ put frosting all over Taiju’s fingers.

“You did that on purpose,” Taiju said.

“You can’t prove it,” Nanao replied and went straight back to cake decorating. He got out some sprinkles and dumped them on the cake, and the hand Taiju was trying to clean. “You look almost good enough to eat.”

Taiju took some frosting from the bowl and smeared it on Nanao’s fingers. “So do you.”

And they both laughed.

When it was finished, it was beautiful. A chocolate cake with white frosting and a plethora of rainbow sprinkles.

It tasted as good as it looked, sweet and moist and worth all the effort and teasing they’d put up with to make it.

But once it was done, Nanao had to go back home. They both stood in Taiju’s living room and turned their phones back on. As expected, several messages and missed calls came through for both of them.

“Let me guess, Ibusuki-kaichou?” Nanao asked.

“He wanted to make a monster today it seems. Let me guess, your friends?” Taiju replied.

“It seems they never stop. My kids have so much energy. But I should find out why they’ve been texting me.”

“I should too.” Taiju walked Nanao to the door.

“Have a good night, enemy,” Nanao said.

“I’ll see you in school tomorrow, enemy,” Taiju replied.

With a quick kiss, Nanao started to head home. It was nice to have a date with Taiju again. They’d have to ignore their phones more often.

#boueibu valentine #boueibu #nanaju #wakura nanao #unazuki taiju #a-writing-trickster-angel #silvormoon #fanfic #submission

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bagheera82 · 6 years

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Hanami - Ch1: We love each other.

Tootsuki’s Gakuen students were in high spirits. Senzaemon-dono has decided to celebrate hanami’s season by a big picnic (without expulsions). Each students or groups were invited to prepare meals with sakura in order to share it with the others.

At the Polar Star Dormitory, everything went hectic… Sōma, Akira and Ryō decided to celebrate hanami with a shokugeki. Some of theirs closest friends had different opinions on that matter:

Alice: “Don’t lose again Ryō”

Erina and Hisako:”Kami… Not again! Can’t you just sit down and enjoy the view, you dumbs!!!”

Unfortunately to them, lot of people was cheering the contenders. The PSD members, theirs friends and four members of the Elite 10: Kuga, Nene, Rindou and Saitō. “I have polished my skills since the Regiment, Yukihira. There’s no way you’re above me, now!” shouted a berserk-mode Kurokiba. “Bring it on, we need a match since Autumn elections!!!” replied an amused Yukihira. Hayama tied his hair into a ponytail and added: “I have no problem teaching both of you a lesson but who’ll be the judges?” Soma asked Saitō, Kuga and Rindou to act as judges. “No problem, Yukihira-chin but let Rindou-Senpai time to collect the bets…”

During two hours, Megumi and Isami tried to calm a very upset Takumi, angry because he was left aside... All the people were mesmerized by the display of talents. After a close win for Ryō and a glorious banquet, Satoshi proposed a walk in Tootsuki gardens.

Everybody agreed and started to walk towards the gardens. “Ah it’s cool to be freshmen, love is in the air!” sang Kuga. By a curious hazard, some duos started to take some different paths. The most troublesome was, without a doubt, Sōma and Erina. They argued about Sōma’s lost. Rindou looked at them and said: “I propose a bet, gentlemen. 100000 ¥ for the one who will guess the date when these two will become a couple!” Saitō replied: “A true warrior does not engage in such…” Rindou don’t give him time to develop further. “I said by December! What about you Kuga-kun?” The last took bet for the end of the second semester. Saitō, well, Rindou answered for him.

Nene and Satoshi closed the march for the Elite 10. Rindou, wanting to give them some privacy, accelerated the pace and dragged with her Kuga and Saitō. Thanking his Senpai silently, Satoshi took Nene’s hand and dragged her out the way. « Where are we going? » asked Nene. « In calm place ». Satoshi did not see the smile that illuminated the features of Nene. Together since the end of the Azami era, moments “à deux”were rare. In addition to the courses and their work as a member of the Elite 10, they were very often asked for meetings, parties at the PSD or elsewhere. Satoshi and Nene no longer supported the few kisses and caresses stolen at the bend of a door. It had an impact on their moods, which Rindou had noticed …

Fifteen minutes later, Satoshi and Nene arrived at one of Tootsuki's most beautiful lakes. Bordered with cherry trees, the lake seemed to reflect the color of the flowers. « Whoa, the view is magnificent! » said Nene. She took Isshiki’s hand and took him to the lake. Satoshi took off his shoes and dipped his feet in the water. Nene, cold, just admired the trees. This view gave her inspiration for new dishes. She was so absorbed in her thoughts that she did not pay attention to the arrival of Satoshi. « What are you thinking about, my love? » he asked, his arms encircling Nene's waist and resting his head on her shoulder. She slumped against him and replied, "I was thinking of a combination of flowers and Soba. ». « I did not take you here to think about cooking» he mumbled. Nene laughed heartily before her laughter choked in her throat. Satoshi kissed her in the hollow of his neck and made his way along her shoulder.

Nene, arching her neck, "Satoshi, we're outside, mmmh ..."

Satoshi: « Mmmh, nobody besides me knows this place, do not be afraid… »

Nene turned around to kiss Satoshi on the mouth. Satoshi awoke in her a strong desire. The latter, emboldened by the ardor of his beauty, knelt in the grass and dragged her with him. The kisses became more insistent.

In her arms, Nene was not afraid of being judged. Unconsciously, she pressed her body against Satoshi while holding her arms around his neck. The latter let his hands walk on the body of Nene and kissed her passionately. He was fighting against his own desire. If they continued like this, Satoshi would no longer answer for his actions. « Nene, stop… » he felt that she was stiffening in his arms.

Nene: « Did I hurt you? »

Satoshi: « Not at all, but I'm not sure how to resist longer. »

Nene: « Oh, do you feel like that? »

Satoshi: « You have no idea ... I want the best for you. The setting is enchanting but you deserve better. »

Nene was disappointed. She still wanted to kiss him, to cuddle but Satoshi scored a point. She was a Kinokuni; it was out of the question to leave oneself in a public place. "Let's go back, I know a side path to go back to the residence. “ Isshiki said. Reluctantly leaving their paradise, they turned back, entwined, stopping here and there to kiss each other.

Back at her apartment, Nene was sorting her emails. A letter from her father caught her attention:

« Nene,

You will find an invitation for a Ryuuteki concert at the imperial palace in Tokyo from one of our suppliers. The performance will take place on Saturday XX / XX / XXXX in the evening. You will have the privilege of sleeping in a suite of the imperial palace. You are free to bring one more person because the apartment has two rooms.

Get well darling»

Nene could not believe it. From an early age, she practiced this instrument. What an honor to go and listen to professionals. At the Imperial Palace in Tokyo, one could not dream of a more enchanting setting. And then, this weekend, was not it the perfect opportunity to spend time with Satoshi? She called him immediately and the latter agreed.

On D-Day, Satoshi and Nene took the Shinkansen to Tokyo. Arrived separately at the station, they found themselves in the wagon dedicated to Elite 10. Thanks to a helping hand from Rindou, they had it for themselves. Satoshi laughed inside thinking about the threat of Rindou: “Hooray Isshiki-kun, have a nice week-end. For the record, you better choose me as your best woman for the wedding, otherwise I’ll crush you.” Nene fell asleep once installed in the train. Satoshi looked at her tenderly and took her in his arms. He also settled comfortably and thought of the weekend. In preparation for the concert, Nene had taken him shopping in the best kimono tailor in the city. She had given him the layout of the suite and he hoped to make use of one room only. A point was tapping him. Was Nene ready to go further? She surrendered with delight to their kisses and caresses. But that did not mean she was ready for the rest ... On his thoughts, Satoshi fell asleep too, Nene on his chest.

Arrived at the imperial palace at the end of the day, they prepared for the evening. Seeing Nene leave her room in a cherry-colored kimono, Satoshi's heart missed a beat. She was lovely. Nene had the same reaction when he saw him. “Kami, Nene-chan you knew what you did when you brought me to the tailor” said Satoshi. “Who do you take me for, I’ve got a good taste” replied Nene. Theirs kimonos complemented each other. And Nene wanted so bad to kiss him right now. He was so handsome, Kami…

The concert lasted a good three hours, including intermission. During a break, Nene went to refresh herself. Leaving the women's baths, she rejoined Satoshi while looking around. She caught a man looking in the direction of her beloved. « Who’s that? Why did he look Isshiki like that? »

At midnight, after formalities, Nene and Satoshi joined their suite.

Satoshi: « Did you enjoy the show, Nene-chan? »

Nene: “Yes, of course, have you seen the dancers? They were amazing! I want them to teach me!”

Satoshi: “You took dances lessons when you were a kid right? I’m sure you can dance like them!”

Nene: “You try to cheer me up? Don’t worry; I know how to recognize a pro when I see one”.

“Then dance for me.” With these words, Satoshi took out from his kimono a ryuuteki and started to play. Nene was first shocked “When did he stole that? It cost thousands of yens!!!” Then she looked at him. His eyes were like a lion, hunting for his prey. “We can both be the hunter” she thought. Nene took her fan and started to dance. Each step, she looked at him, not ashamed.

Satoshi was hypnotized by Nene. Her movements were so appealing that he played without paying attention to the music. His desire grown minute after minute. When she stopped, Satoshi jumped like a lion and kissed her fiercely. She returned his kiss with the same ardor. Satoshi pushed her and looked at her intently, her eyes burning with passion.

Satoshi: “Nene, I want you, your body and your soul, all of you tonight. If you don’t want to go further, tell me and we stop here.”

Nene: “I’m scared because you’re my first and only boyfriend. I don’t know what to expect but Rindou-Senpai told me it can be hurtful the first time.”

Satoshi: “Yes, she didn’t lie. I can’t promise you it won’t hurt, but I promise to be gentle.”

Nene: “Will you still love me after?”

Satoshi: “I loved you yesterday, I love you today, I’ll love you tomorrow and the others days. Until death tears us apart”.

Nene replied “Me too” and she kissed him. Satoshi picked her in newlywed style and said “It’s tradition for the groom to bring the bride in his house. So come to my room”. And he kissed her back.

After delicately placing Nene on the futon, Satoshi undressed. Well, he removed the top of his kimono. She saw him several times in naked-apron mode anyways he wanted to be right for her first time.

He leaned toward her and started to kiss her again. Nene felt her desire grow as Satoshi kissed her face, her lips, and her neck. He straightened up and tackled her kimono, trying to lower it. "It would be simpler if you let me undo the obi.” Satoshi helped her stand up and watched her undo the belt of her kimono. Once the action was done, Nene took his hands and put them on her shoulders: "Continue". Satoshi kissed her and said, "You too can touch me."

Naked one against the other, each one was acquainted with the body of the other. Satoshi never tired of kissing Nene's body. More experienced in the art of love, he wanted her to discover the pleasure points of her body. Nene, for her part, could not restrain her moans of pleasure. Satoshi obviously loved her breasts and his hands were preparing her body for the next events.

« Satoshi-kun, please… » were the last words of Nene before an orgasm was crossing her. Her sight was blank for a few seconds. Satoshi was happy. After long years of misunderstanding, they’re finally together. Nene got back to her senses and she looked at him. “Come, you must be at you limit, right?” she said before kissing him. “Let me put a condom first, I want to travel with you for years before having children.” He turned away to protect them and he got back to her mouth. Positioning himself, he introduced himself into her, attentive to his reactions. Being a virgin, Nene was surprised and her body was tense. Satoshi kissed her while continuing his progression. « It’s okay, I’m sorry but it’ll be okay after » he said after breaking his hymen. Nene was hurt but less than she had imagined. She would learn, later, from Satoshi's mouth the role of foreplay. When he was fully inside her, he waited for her to get accustomed to him. After some time, she took his head in her hands and said “What’s next?” Satoshi replied with a sexy smirk: “We’re starting to climb”. And then he moved. He guided Nene with her hips and soon the room was filled by heated noises from both sides…

Satoshi woke up first. They slept quickly after their first coupling as they were both tired. Letting Nene sleeping, Satoshi went to the main room. Then he saw an envelope near the fusuma. He opened and read the following:

“Master Isshiki Satoshi,

I’ll gladly see you in the imperial garden at 9.00 am.

Your devoted servant”

The clock rang 8.00 am.

#shokugeki no soma #shokugeki no souma #food wars #fanfictions #hanami #chapter 1 #nene kinokuni #satoshi isshiki #nene x satoshi #kinokuni x isshiki #isshikuni #otp

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yatsuhara-mizuka-almira · 7 years

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That Love Comes {Chapter. 1} ||SLBP School AU

Rating: General Games: Samurai Love Ballad Party. Title Chapters: The Beginning. Post Date: 31 July 2017 Author’s note: Sorry for the long wait and my bad English in this story DX. Hope you like it ~ ! ^_^

You can see the Prologue {Here}

“No! Wait! Don’t go!”

Stimultaneous with the snapping, I opened my eyes and sat up on the bed, breathing heavily. I blinked a few times and noticed that a cold tears sliding down to my cheeks. I swept away the tears before I gave a heavy sigh, realizing that it was just a dream. Though, that dream is feel so real. I look down to my hand as I remember the man in my dream.

(That man… Who is he? Why I get the feeling that he was very important to me…)

Later, I heard the sound of beeping from somewhere. I turned around and realized that was alarm from my smartphone. I swipe it off and get myself out of the bed, and start getting ready.

“Well, let’s get to it…” I sighed as get up from the bed.

Once I finished getting ready and ate breakfast with my mom and my little brother, Yahiko. I bit them farewell and went to school after then. As I step out from my home, the Spring breeze greeted me. The pink petals danced in the air as the wind stirred the trees branches and falling on the ground.

When I was a little, my late father told me that he loves this season. He love the meaning of life behind them. It defined as the season of the new begining and it never fails give him a new outlook of life. That was my father told me. A faint smile escape from my lips as I remembering his words.

(Finally spring has arrived again, Father.)

I thought as look up to the blue sky.

On my way to the school, I happen to see a group of deliquent bullying an elementary school boy. The boy sprawled on the ground, his face streaked with tears. I feel an anger building up inside me and without a second thought, I step out between them and that boy. I spread my arms to the side to protect him.

“Hey! What do you think you’re doing?! Bullying a child like that, are you insane?!”

“Tch! What’s up with this chick?!” one of deliquent hissed as I retorted that to them but his friend stopped him and walking to me with lecherous grin.

He grab suddenly my chin and bring my face to look his digusting face “Aren’t you cutie one~ Hey, why don’t you ditch your school and come with us~”

“I refuse!” I harshly smack his hand away from me.

When I start yelling at him, the others passerby start to looking at our way. The deliquent stares at me for a moment, wide-eyed and finally they burst into laugh. My anger seems to have done the exact opposite of what I want to. The more get angry I am, the more get excited they are.

“Ohh, you’re even cuter when you’re angry, you know that~?” he grinned disgustingly and reached his hand to grab my arms.

And before he could grab my arms someone grabs his wrist first from behind “Hands off, you bastard!”

I look up and then I found Inuchiyo behind of them. He grabbing the deliquent wrist. His face growled in anger as he look at them. I stare at him wide-eyed, startled.

“Inuchiyo!”

Inuchiyo wrenches the deliquent’s arms behind his back and flipping him spectacularly into the dirt. Watching one of his friend get hold up, the other deliquent starts to get his shoes and try to attack Inuchiyo.

However, a sound of claps hands suddenly interrupt them, make them stop. I turns to the source of sound and found a highschooler boy walking towards us while smiling. He was wearing the uniform from our school. His hazelnut hairs slightly swayed becuse of the wind as he walking towards us.

“You there, you need to stop it, before you got into trouble, you know.” the boy said while smiling. Then, his smile vanished and sends a glare with his hazelnut eyes at the deliquent which made them shivers. He pull out his phone and wave it side to side “… Ah, or should I called the police for you?” he said menacingly to the deliquent.

“Tch! Come on let’s go!”

Feeling that they can’t win againts him, the deliquent scrambles out from there. A clap and cheers came out from the passerby as they watched us. I let out a breath of relief and spunned around to the crying boy and offer my hand to him.

“Are you hurt?”

“I-I’m fine.” he nodded as I ask him that if he’s fine. Then he stand up and smiled to me and the other “Thank you for saving me! nee-chan, nii-chan~! You’re my hero! ”

I giggled and give him a little pat on his head “Please, be careful next time, okay?”

“Un!” the boy nodded happily.

After the boy left, Inuchiyo eyesbrows frowned as I turn at him. He suddenly grab my shoulders, I can see he was worried about me “Are you stupid or something?! Why are you trying picking a fight with them?! What will happen if I was not there?!”

“I’m sorry but I can’t stand them bullying a kid like that.” I gave him an apologizetic look and then smiles at him “But, thank you for saving me Inuchiyo!”

His eyes widen slightly and then turned away from me, scratches his head “W-well, it’s my job as your childhood friend!”

Inuchiyo is my childhood friend, he has always cared for me like a dependable brother. We’re grew up together since our house is adjacent. Even though he sometime made me angry, but I’m really happy he always be there for me.

Then, I heard a sniffle of laughter escape from the highschooler boy that help us stops the deliquent “It’s my first time to see you so worked up like that, puppy!”

He glared at him “Shut up, you monkey!”

“Do you knew each other?” I asked as look at them both.

“Ah, that’s right! My name Toyotomi Hideyoshi, a third year. Nice to meet you!” He winked at me.

“Ah, nice to meet you too, my name is--” before I could introduce myself, Hideyoshi cut me off.

“I know, your name is _____, right?” his smile softened.

(How did he know my name? We never met each other before.)

I tilted my head, quizzcally.

Before I could ask him where he knew my name, Hideyoshi added “Inuchiyo always tell me about you and how much he said that lov--”

"OI! You idiot!" Inuchiyo quickly shut Hideyoshi's mouth before he could continue, there's a hint of blush on Inuchiyo's cheeks.

"Haha! I'm kidding!" He laughed “Hey, since we’re here, Let’s go to school together!” Hideyoshi suggest with a bright smile on his face.

“No, definitely not!” Inuchiyo exclaimed.

“Oh, don’t be like that! Come on. Let’s go puppy!” Hideyoshi hummed as he dragged Inuchiyo by colar.

“Don’t call me puppy! Oi! Damnit! let go of me monkey!”

(They seems get along together.)

I can’t help help but gigled as I watched them together. It’s the first time to see Inuchiyo make that expression to someone other than me. Everyone said he was scary and hot tempered. Many people thought it’s be better to stay away from him. However, watching Inuchiyo getting along with him, somehow it’s made me happy.

“Oi ___! What are you doing? Come on, Let’s go!” Hideyoshi call out to me.

“Coming!“

With a happy feeling, I walking with them together to the school.

“____!!“

When we get to school, I hearda pitch voice suddenly called my name. Before I could spun around they leaped on me from the side, made me almost fall to the ground. I turn to that person and find a girl with ponytail smiling brightly in there.

“Umeko! You’re startled me!”

Umeko was my close friend at the school. She was very cheerfull and kind girl. We’ve been stick around together at the school.

“Teehee~ Sorry, Sorry!“ she grined happily at me.

“What this? You seemed very happy today.”

“Hehe! You knew?” she beaming with smile. Then, she beckons me to come closer to her “To tell the truth, I just get a boyfriend!” she whispered.

My eyes sparkles to be told by her that. I claps her hand and jump happily with her “Really?! I’m so glad for you!”

“Thank you!!”

“Haa… You girls sure are so louds.” Inuchiyo suddenly grumbled.

“Don’t be like that, Inuchiyo. I thought it was cute though.” Hideyoshi added then he sighed “Now, I’m understand that why many girl is being afraid of you.”

“Wha-?!” Inuchiyo snapped but being cut off with Umeko surprise voice.

“Hi-Hideyoshi-senpai?!” startled by Hideyoshi presence, Umeko her eyes widen in surprise, and start to fumbles over her words.

Noticing Umeko looking at him, he greeted her “Good Morning!” Hideyoshi smiled to Umeko, leaving her face become red.

As if realized something, Umeko suddenly turn back at me and then pulled me away and distancing ourselves from him “____! Do you came together with Hideyoshi-senpai?!”

“Huh? Yes, we accidentally met on the way here and decided to came to school together. Why?”

“That’s—!”

When Umeko trying to answer, suddenly a bunch of high pitch voice echoed at the school yard, which made us startled. As I twist around, Hideyoshi is already surrounding by a bunch of the girls. Meanwhile, Inuchiyo who beside him a while ago, is not found in everywhere. Umeko sighed and point at their directions.

“You see, this is the reason. He was very popular with the girls, you know that.” she mumbled and then continue “Aaah… I’m jealous of you. I wish I could came with him together!”

“You don’t need to be jealous of me.” I sweatdroped as I see the crowd of girls surrounding him and turned at her “But, why you are so jealous though? You already have a boyfriend, you know.”

“Ugh! You don’t understand! THAT matter and THIS matter it’s different!” she grumbled.

(Well, I’m sorry, but I can’t see the diference though.)

“That damn Hideyoshi! Why I should be the one who always get through of this when I’m with him!” Inuchiyo suddenly appears, his hair is messes up and I can see a several foot printed on his uniform.

“Pfft! Inuchiyo what the hell happen to you?!” I manage to says as I and Umeko trying to hold back to laugh because how the mess he’s look.

“Don’t laugh! It’s his fault!” he send us a glare “Goddammit! I definitely will kill him!”

“Now, now. Come on, let's forget about that now. You need to clean up or we’ll be late for the opening ceremony otherwise.” you tap his shoulder, trying to calm him down.

After that, the sound of the school bell rang through the ground signaling the school is starting. At that time I never knew, I will meet with him.

Again.

{Prologue} || {Chapter 2}

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Rough | Kyotani Kentaro

Originally posted Aug 5, 2016 on dA.

WolfHybrid!Kyotani x SnowTigerHybrid!Reader

All I've done is argue with her the entire week. Kyotani's eyes were firmly closed shut as he leaned against the window of the bus. There's just something about that manager that rubs me in the wrong way. Ever since I first noticed her presence, my entire being practically screamed at me to get away. That first year brat... Why am I so bothered by her anyways? Kyotani was still half asleep and filled with confused thoughts when the bus stopped at the indicated location he was heading to. He grabbed his duffel bag that was packed with his gym clothes and several water bottles. However, the crowd outside the normally empty gym surprised him, but upon seeing the college students he normally practiced with during his time away from the club, he casually made his way over. "Oh, if it isn't Kyotani, what are you doing here?" one of them asked. The latter almost scoffed, but because it was rude he merely answered, "Extra practice." "The adoption center kids are having several sessions with the kids' junior youth volleyball team inside. They should be out in another hour or so." Kyotani's ears flicked, clearly showing slight interest in the idea of others like him, albeit smaller version, playing volleyball. The college students withheld their laughter and ask, "You wanna go watch them?" A part of him wanted to refuse, but another part was interested. What if they were the same kids from his adoption center all those years ago? He nodded and followed the college students into the gym as they found some empty bleachers to sit on. His golden orbs swept over the court. No, they're not from the same center as me. That old hag isn't here after all. And she always keeps watch over us no matter how far away we went. He was about to sit down when his eyes widened at the sight of a familiar figure on the court. What the hell is she doing here?! Kyotani's gaze on you was more than obvious as he saw you acting as coach to the younger kids from the adoption center. Your white hair was pulled back in a tight ponytail and you were wearing the familiar colors of Aoba Johsai as you talked to your team during the time-out that was in process. "Heh? What's this? Lil' Kyotani interested in a female?" one of the college students snickered. The younger male growled back, and they laughed, "That's [L/N]-san, she's acting as coach for the children since she lives in the same adoption center as them." Kyotani's eyes widened even more. How was it that someone like her was not adopted yet? His scowl deepened and he murmured, "I see." Kyotani watched you like a hawk, although he's a wolf his gaze unwavering as he watched you demonstrate ways to receive, spike, and set. However, whenever you were about the set, the flicker of pain that briefly crossed your face reminded him that you were still injured.

Her shoulder still hurts, but she moves so fluidly. If I had slightly more control.. Kyotani's thoughts cut off and he growled, for some reason or another, Kyotani felt irritated by.. something. He wasn't quite sure what it was, but whenever his thoughts strayed to how badly he had messed up during that practice match the other day, his irritation just blew up like a bomb. And then there was you, despite the newly acquired injury due to Kyotani's lack of control, you were still pretending as though everything was okay with you. Those sitting near the boy could hear a low growl and his eyes were narrowed at you as though you were an enemy. However, Kyotani's hostility was quickly diminished as soon as he made eye contact with you. You had been paying close attention to your kids, but as soon as you saw that they were now having fun and actually holding their own, you allowed yourself to slightly relax. However, as soon as you scanned the crowd, the familiar crop of blonde hair with two stripes stood out to you. Surprise painted your expression and the way you tilted your head so cutely almost made something in Kyotani snap. "Kyotani-senpai?" Kyotani notices the way your lips moved to frame his name. And for some unknown reason, it irritated him. He looked away, refusing to acknowledge you in any way, shape or form. There was a prominent scowl on his face and you frowned. What's with that face...? And what is that senpai doing here? "[L/N]-nee!" a child called out your name as you saw the match had ended with a 2:1, your team barely winning. You gave them a bright smile and cheered, "You guys won! I'm so proud of you guys!" They all nodded eagerly and began chattering away, but you stopped them before they got too excited and had them line up. Once the proper exchanges gone through both teams, you saw the caretaker of the adoption center lead them over to the lockers to get changed. Your gaze went back to the bleachers, and you blinked. Eh?! He disappeared! Your ears twitched, and a sigh escapes your lips. Meh, not like it really matters to me. The familiar squeaking of shoes on the gym floor caught your attention, but you were still so focused on packing your bag that you didn't look up until a shadow covered you. Your ears twitch in slight irritation before you stand up, bringing your bag up with you as you sling it over your right shoulder. However, as soon as you did, you almost dropped the bag if it wasn't for the male standing in front of you. "Aren't you still injured?" Your eyes widened at the softer tone of his normally gruff voice and you nodded, before muttering, "I'll be fine." His scowl deepened, "To hell with that. Have you even taken care of it properly? You're in pain every time you used your shoulder!" H-How did he know?! What the heck?! I was masking it perfectly fine! Even Ojii-chan hasn't noticed it! Or Yuu! Your ponytail almost slapped Kyotani across the face at how fast you turned to look at him. Your mouth was opening and closing, and you settled on closing it. You bit your bottom lip nervously and asked, "How did you-" "If anyone was watching you they'd know, you idiot!" Kyotani practically snarled at you. You flinched at his harsh tone. What's his problem with me?! Your eyes narrowed, "Well then, sorry that me being in pain apparently pisses you off!" Kyotani's eyes widened at the anger in your eyes and his snarl was wiped off his face. Horror filled him. I yelled at her again? Why does this keep happening? What is it about this manager that just ticks me off? You frowned, and then took several steps back, wrenching your bag free from Kyotani's grip at the same time. You sighed, blowing your loose strands of hair out of your face and you muttered, "I apologize for my behavior." You turned away, about to walk and you sighed, "Don't overwork yourself senpai, we have a practice match on Monday." Crap crap crap crap crap. Your eyes squeezed shut as you tried to calm yourself down. What is it about me that makes Kyotani-senpai hate me so much?! It hasn't even been a week since I've become manager, but the amount of times I've gotten into an argument has been practically every day. You frowned. The two of you would fight over the dumbest things. It could've been from the way you were cleaning things up. Or the way you would offer constructive criticism to the team about their weaknesses. Or even when you were honestly praising them about how they did something really well. You sighed. I guess I can't please everybody, but it's so damn frustrating. I don't even know why I get so easily riled up by him. I'm not that quick to anger, but with Kyotani-senpai, all I see is red and- "Did something happen [F/N]?" an elderly voice called out. You looked up, and there was the caretaker of your adoption center, and you softly mumbled, "Ojii-chan." You shook your head and he softly patted your head, "We can talk about it later, if you'd like." You contemplated holding it all in, but your guard was lowered and your ears and tail immediately drooped. His fingers gently rubbed your ears in a relaxing manner and he smiled, "I may not be your actual grandfather, but I've spent enough time with you that you're practically my granddaughter." "Ojii-chan..." You nodded, a strained smile on your lips. "Later."

"What's his problem?!" Yahaba hissed. Kyotani was clearly not in a good mood on Monday. Although he performed perfectly fine during the practice match, once the match was over, his lack of will to cooperate with others was on full blast as he refused any help. Yahaba, unfortunately, was the target of Kyotani's rant as his "sets weren't good enough." The fellow second year frowned and he muttered, "As though him arguing with [L/N]-chan every day wasn't bad enough." Yahaba spared a glance to Kindaichi who looked at you in concern as you tolerated another bout of Kyotani's rage. Your ears and tail were twitching with uncontrollable rage though. "Tch, at least get us a manager that can play volleyball properly," he spat out. Your grip on the clipboard tightened, and your ears were flat against your head. Oikawa and Iwaizumi exchanged glances and Oikawa firmly called out, "That's enough from the both of you." Your eyes widened as you turned to look at the vice captain. ME?! I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING BUT LET HIM YELL AT ME. Oikawa didn't spare you a glance as he walked up to Kyoutani with Iwaizumi in tow. "Your behavior and attitude are affecting the rest of the members Mad Dog-chan," Oikawa elaborated, "And you're clearly making our Manager-chan uncomfortable, so why don't you-" Oikawa kept talking, but Kyotani heard none of it. Oh, so you're going to take her side? Really? This little sad excuse for a tiger. You're going to just... His thoughts trailed off incoherently as he glared at you and Oikawa. One step is taken towards you, and you take one step back. Kyotani was practically radiating hostility and you let out a low hiss as your entire body instinctively reacted to the call of challenge that Kyotani was issuing. Iwaizumi noticed the change in the air, and quickly chopped the back of Kyotani's head as Oikawa blocked your view of vision. "Let me go!" Kyotani growled out loudly as Iwaizumi dragged him away from you. You felt the constricting air around you lighten up, and upon realizing what a dangerous situation you were in, your legs gave out from beneath you. But Oikawa's arms wrapped around your waist, steadying you. "Are you okay Manager-chan?" "I don't get why he hates me so much," you muttered. Oikawa had expected at least some hints of sorrow in your voice, but the amount of anger overrode everything else. Your fists were clenched tightly, and your knuckles were an unseemly white. "I don't get it. I've personally done nothing against him and yet.." Your words stopped short, your tail flicking angrily in the air. No one spoke, but Oikawa sighed, "Everyone go back to practice." His eyes were no longer playful when he carefully pulled you out of the gym. "[L/N]." You flinched at the tone and you meekly looked up at Oikawa. The taller male sighed and his hand gently patted your head, and instead of feeling intimidated like the first time, you felt yourself relax as he gently scratched the back of your furry ears and he laughed, "You're pretty cute sometimes aren't you Manager-chan?" "Oikawa-senpai?" "I think you and Mad Dog-chan should try speaking to each other." He saw you open your mouth to retort and he effectively cuts you off, "Without lunging at each other's throats." A pout forms at your lips and Oikawa smiles, it was a genuine fond smile, "I think if you guys just talked about it, everything would be fine." "I don't think so," you muttered. "Kyotani-senpai hates me." "Eh? Is that so?" You eagerly nodded, "Don't you see the way he always yells at me? I don't mean to sound like the victim here since I'm pretty rude to Kyotani-senpai too, but! But.." you stop and mumble, "But I don't know, I can't seem to help but get mad at him when he gets mad at me." Oikawa held back his laughter relatively well, and out of the corner of his eyes, he noticed a very exasperated Iwaizumi holding back an even angrier Kyotani. He sighed, "The both of you are pretty clueless." "Eh?" you tilt your head in confusion and Oikawa ruffles your hair before withdrawing his hand. "It's nothing Manager-chan~ Just talk to our Mad Dog-chan whenever you're up for it." The kicked puppy look on your face was visible to everyone outside as Oikawa walked away. Why do I have such strange senpais? One is super rude and the other is just plain weird.

#jenbean writes #hqlit #kyotani kentaro #kyotani kentaro x reader #reader insert #rough #hybrid au #haikyuu hybrid au #fanfiction #haikyuu fanfiction #hq

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Chapters 72-84

72~ •LETS FUCKING GO TO TOKYO BIIIIIIIITCH •Yaku-san: candidate for team cat mom •AND THE OWLS TOO?!?! •Ukai praising Takeda is why I live •Kags is eager to see Kenma against. •This chapter: proof that Karasuno/Nekoma is best ship •I. Love. Kiyoko. •Shit. Final exams. •I’m literally all four of them. Trying to run away from the issue while also hyper focusing on it and also not breathing •Daichi got me fucked up don’t look so attractive!

73~ •So the opening cover for this chapter is great •Tsukki is such a little shit I love him •Study buddies!!! •Oh my goooood Kiyoko is the best! •"Like there’s any point in knowing English when I’m Japanese"- Kageyama Tobio •TANAKAS HOUSE •Second year study session!! •S A E K O ! ! ! •KenHina texting !! •Takeda crying proud tears •G A S P •SHES HERE SHES HERE MY BABY GIRL MY LITTLE STAR MY BEAUTIFUL DAUGHTER •Y A C H I H I T O K A

74~ •ALL ABOARD THE SS YAMAYACHI WOOWOO •Asahi plz •Protective Kiyoko!!!! •My little bisexual fem leaning daughter •Sup •Ok so the Hinata Yachi Kageyama trio gives me life •Also Kags making sure Hina copies down the work #bagels •Stray balls •HINA SAVED MY DAUGHTER •Ouginishi????

75~ •VILLAGER B •The Kiyoyachi is strong •More KenHina texting •Damn right they’ve changed the crows are kicking ass and taking names now •Hinata don’t undress in front of my daughter! •…Suga plz •Asahi’s headband! •ASANOYA IS REAL FUCK •Kiyoko is so beautiful I want to carry her books •I’m too emotional Kiyoko loves her boys so much plz help •"Did you get all gwaa?!“ •"I did!” •Kags was the moon. Asahi was a horse. Where is my theatre club AU •Yachi is so wonderful I love her. Making posters for a fundraisers ahhh

76~ •This chapter is “Creator”. Reminds me of robots •Look at Yachi’s cute teddy slippers!! •…. I am her mother now I will encourage her always •"What you need at the start is a bit of curiosity". Sounds gay •Ushiwaka!!!! He’s so cute!! •I can’t wait to meet Shiratorizawa •Gotta go fast!! •VILLAGER B CAN FIGHT TOO!! •So proud of her •Hinayachi •MY BABY BOY IS ON A POSTER •MY BABY GIRL GOT A JACKET •o h m y g o d •presenting one of Japan’s under 19 representatives…. Ushijima Wakatoshi •JAPAN!!

77~ •I love him immediately and 100% •Ushijima is my husband •Hinata as a puppy yes •THEY HAVE A HORSE RIDING CLUB?! •I’ll devote myself to you Ushiwaka! •…. don’t tell me my husband is infatuated with Oikawa too •Kags: “you want Oikawa-san to be devoted to you?” Ushiwaka: “….” *talks about farming* •don’t shit talk about my adopted sons! •Hinata, the sunflower in the concrete •Fergie’s “oh shit!” •oh my god Ushi’s calves are insane •fucking hit me with that KageHina •SHIT I FORGOT ABOUT EXAMS

78~ •OH NOOOOOOOO MY BOYS •Yamamoto chill your bean •Protective Kiyoko! •oh my god Kuroo looks so good stop •Tanaka as best senpai #confirmed •S A E K O •I want her to crush me with her boots •*whispers* owl man •that distant kenhina •*whispers* its leg •a sleepy Kags •I really really hope we see the small giant eventually •*kicks open door* sup bitches your day just got better

79~ •Tardy failing grade duo •ITS LEV YALL •… it’s pronounced what?? •ok so more first year friendships this is good •leaf is so tall I like him •baby hina don’t hurt your head showing off •leaf don’t do this to me you’re too young fam •I ship Hinata/Lev now •OLD CAT MAN COACH YAY •I’m all sweaty now after reading this

80~ •Ahhh my favorite ship Nekoma/Karasuno •He jump! •It’s blocked! •Shipping LevHina so hard rn •god my cat son is so smart •Ukai-San you’re so good an awesome coach •That little glance Kags gave Hinata •I can’t believe Asahi killed my son •bad Hinata stealing is wrong! •he wants to stop closing his eyes •I’ve heard tales about this part •not ready

81~ •"Room to grow" more like room to sob •Kags has problems with change •#same •second hand stress is awful holy shit •Takeda is best waifu •ITS FUKURODANI YESSSSSSSSS •HEY HEY HEEEEY BITCH •Hinata wants to fight on his own •Kags does not •I am stressed •Hinata is a fucking magical boy he can slow time in the air •Champions of the skies has a nice ring to it

82~ •Eyyyyyy it’s Narita! •oh my god Karasuno/Nekoma is so REAL •so is Hinata/Lev shit!!! •Toss him the ball Kageyama •lil yachi helping the boys so pure •oh shit it’s happening •not ready •(but personal growth is important too so Hinata is doing the right thing but fighting still isn’t fun) •…. Kageyama did not just say that •Tanaka to the rescue thank god •I am hurt. •wounded. •in pain. •They were partners. •Don’t smoke Ukai-san you’ll get gross •The lil tykes volleyball classroom. Is that where Kags went as a smol berry? •OH FUCK ITS OIKAWA •OH SHIT ITS OLD MAN UKAI

83~ •I already love sassy grandpa •I HEARD UKAI SENIOR WAS RIPPED THAT HE HAD A SIX PACK •I LOVE grandUkai •Awww Oikawa has a lil nephew •and apparently takes Monday’s off •Kags needs to work on his people skills, but when it comes to Oikawa yelling and looking weird was probably for the best •Oh my god we get it Tooru you’re in love with Kags •lil nephew dropping hints that Oikawa is single •…. I love Oikawa Tooru and he thinly veiled emotions •Ohhh these tiny kids are so cute! •and they think Hinata is in middle school lol •so much knowledge to be gained from grandUkai •I can’t even take notes I’m so invested in the story •vroom vroom bitch •Ukai-san chill your freaking beans sir you’re scaring the berry

84~ •oh my god my boys are Pokémon that need to evolve •can grandUkai adopt me? I want his words of wisdom always •so learning about a new style of quick. This is so cool •"Your punch was super effective" IT REALLY IS POKÉMON •awww Tanaka called her Yacchan •Team B!!? •FUCK •ITS •MY •WIFE •MICHIMIYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA •Asahiiiiiii trying to practice serving •Noya is tossing???!!! •Asahi called Noya perfect its canon •Yachi helping Kags ahhhhh •Everyone is working so hard god I love them •I’m so emotional! •Kiyoko’s cute lil ponytail •TRAINING CAAAAAAAAAAAMP

#it's back y'all!!!#RRTH #haikyuu!!#haikyuu manga #i love them so much

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katty-corner · 4 years

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Serenity wears a dazzling flame dress and waltzes the night away with tall dark and handsome in her arms. The moon is full and shining brightly over the waves that ripple and sparkle as they dance in the air above, flying gracefully between the two worlds.

She can't quit make out his face, but from him she feels a warmth she has never felt before. His face is shrouded in shadow but he cups the side of her cheek and leans in to kiss her….

Serena woke to the sound of her alarm clock going off. In fact it had been going off for some time now.

"Oh no I'm late!" She screamed, "Mom why didn't you wake me!" She yelled to the down stairs as she quickly got dressed.

"I did, five times. You said you'd be up in ten."

"And you believed me?!" She said as she ran out the house barely grabbing her lunch.

Serena was running as fast as she could down the street when she bumped into three men, that were dressed like thugs. One was laying on the ground complaining that his leg was broken. Another was getting in Serena's face asking how she was going to compensate for it.

Serena was scared and cornered by three grown men, not sure what she could do as a human to defend herself. Then a tall teen girl wearing another school's uniform, brown hair in a ponytail, and tomboyish good looks told them to stop.

"What?" The big guy in shades snarled.

"I saw everything. She just bumped into him and you're getting on ta' her case? Talk about cheap." Her tone was serious.

"What did you say?" Shades growled.

Another walked up to her, a big hulky one, "You might be a cutie but you're not getting away with that," and put a meaty hand on her shoulder. She grabbed it and immediately judo threw him.

The first guy got mad and moved to throw a punch at her face. She elegantly dodged it and knee kicked his gut, causing the last guy to run off in fear.

"Amazing," Serena whispered.

"Are you all right?" The tall girl asked.

"Yes!" Serena answered back.

"Be careful." Is all she said before turning to leave.

'What a strange feeling I have about her.' Serena realized.

It had been a week and no strange youma attacks had happened and the the police had all but forgotten the strange disappearances. Things had almost gotten back to normal. So normal Serena could partake in local gossip.

There was a rumor going around that the new girl in school earned the reputation in her previous middle school as a bully with enormous physical strength and because of her constant fighting she was eventually transferred to Crossroads Junior High School. Many were avoiding her because they assumed she would hurt them and that she was unfriendly.

At lunch Serena found the tall brunette sitting in the school yard alone and looked over her shoulder.

'Wow her lunch looks so cute and yummy! Her pouch is adorable too! Oh those seasoned rice balls look so yummy!' Serena thought.

"Who's there!" She shouted as she turned to look at who was snooping.

Serena laughed nervously, "Hello!"

The brunette seemed to relax, "Oh it's you. I didn't know you went to this school."

"I'm Serena!"

"I'm Lita Kino. Why don't you join me?" Lita offered and scooted over on the bench.

"Ok. Thank you for this morning." Serena said as she sat down on the bench.

"Do you want some?" Lita offered her lunch.

"Oh no I mustn't, but if you insist, thank you." Serena grabbed a rice ball and took a bite, "It's good!"

"I'm glad you like it."

"You're mother must be a genius chef!" Serena committed.

Lita was flattered, "Oh this. I made it myself."

"What? That's amazing! And your lunch box and pouch are so cute too! Where did you buy them?"

"I found this box at my old house. I made this pouch myself."

"Wow. You're amazing!"

Now Lita was just embarrassed, "It's nothing…"

"And your rose earrings are lovely."

Lita watched the pretty blonde munch away at the ball, and suddenly had an image of a brilliant flame flash before her eyes.

"My mom would be so surprised if I could cook like you. Teach me! Teach me! Or maybe I should get you to fix my lunch, just kidding!" She laughed, "Hey Lita, why don't you wear our school uniform."

Coming back to herself, Lita answered, "This is more my style, besides they don't have any in my size."

"Ahhhh," Serena hummed in realization.

"Hey I'm living by myself, could you tell me about this town? I just transferred here and I don't know why, but everyone here is scared of me and won't talk to me."

Serena laughed as if she was told a funny joke, "Why are they scared of such a lovely girl like you? They must be crazy!"

Lita visibly brightened up.

"Ask me anything about this town. You can ask me about anything other than studying." Serena continued.

"Well then I wanna know where to find an affordable supermarket, a nice general store, and an arcade."

"An arcade?!" Serena shouted excitedly.

After school Ami came into the arcade to see Serena with a new girl.

"Oh wow! Are you sure you've never played this game before?" Ami heard Serena ask.

"It's just like a real fight. Attack the enemy first, then catch him off guard. Then use a special move to take him in a single blow!"

"A single blow!" Serena repeated is awe.

"Serena, you're already here?" Ami said walking in with Rei.

"Hi Ami! Lita let me introduce you."

Ami noticed how good the new girl was at the game, reaching such a high level.

Lita stood to meet the girls, leaving them very surprised by her height.

"This is Lita. She just transferred to my junior high school today." They exchanged pleasantries. "And this is the smart Ami and the menie Rei."

"Who are you calling a menie?" Rei asked.

"Rei."

Getting closer to Serena's face Rei asked again, "I didn't hear you. Who did you say?"

"Rei!" Serena answered more loudly.

"What year, month, day, day of week, hour, minute, or second was I ever mean to you?" Rei shouted in her face.

"That's why you're mean!" Serena shouted back.

"You guys really get along." Lita commented.

"What? no way!" They yelled together.

"She's always picking fights with me whenever she sees me." Rei said

"Who picks fights?"

"You do!"

"They say the more you fight, the better friends you are." Lita explained further.

Ami laughed, "She's got a point there."

"All of your friends are so pretty Serena," a new voice popped up behind Lita.

Lita turned toward the voice to see a tall blonde man then blushed.

"Nice to meet you." He said.

"Senpai..." Lita whispered all dreamy eyed. 'He looks exactly like him.'

"My name is Andrew Foreman. I work part time."

"What do people usually call you?" Serena asked.

Taking a moment to think he replied, "People call me Andy at my university.

"Andy?" Serena giggled then introduced her new friend, "This is Lita, who's powerful and a great cook!"

"No one's ever called me that before." Lita said.

"Serena you really are amazing." Ami said in awe, "You can become friends with anyone."

"Oh, I just heard a weird rumor from a customer." Andrew mentioned.

"A weird rumor?" Serena asked.

Andrew told a story about a local park that couples frequented that was having disappearances. "They say it's haunted by an ancient ghost bride that was stood up at the altar in life, now she is jealous of people in love."

"There's no scientific proof ghosts exist," Ami said one hundred percent logical.

On the other hand Serena got chills from the story, "Ami you're always so calm."

Andrew went on, "They say she eats the girls and she seduces men with her gaze and spirits them away. Supposedly she comes out just after sunset with a precession of lights."

"What kinda man would get seduced by a ghost anyway." Rei remarked.

"Sounds complicated since I pass that park everyday." Lita said looking at the time, "gosh I gotta head home."

The girls look at each other and give a little nod, "We'll walk you." Serena offered.

"You don't need to keep me company you know."

"You heard about the ghost," Serena said, waving her hand.

"I can take care of myself," Lita said, flexing her bicep.

"Now, now, we insist." Serena smiled and Lita caved like a tower of cards.

Outside the store Serena committed to Lita, "That Andrew sure is a hottie."

"Serena!" Rei chastised.

"What? I saw the way she looked at him." Serena replied.

"I know that's why I like him." Lita had that dreamy eyed look again. "He looks exactly like my senpai at my school who broke my heart. I didn't want to stay at my old school any more, that's why I transferred schools, but the reason I came to the new school is I felt I had to. Something more than just a romance was waiting for me here."

The girls were a little stunned by her confession but there was no denying that was the face of a girl in love. There was no doubt in their minds Lita would be the next target.

"Hey perk up! No time to cry over guys," Rei affectionately encouraged.

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On the way to Lita's house they passed a bridal shop when Ami, Rei, and Serena realized Lita had stopped.

"Lita?" Serena inquired.

She was stopped in front of the window display, "It's so beautiful...brides are so pretty."

Serena dashed over to her, "Lita, you'd look great in this dress."

"I agree." Ami said, "Since you're tall, this kind of dress would suit you."

"You think so?"

Serena made a little spin in delight, "I wanna wear a wedding dress for my wedding too!"

"Do you?" Ami asked, "I think a pure white kimono would be nice, too don't you think so Rei?"

"I don't trust men." Is all Rei could say for the display.

"Oh Rei," Serena started but decided to let it go, "What about you Lita?"

"I'd wear whichever my husband likes best, but what I really want is to make my own dress."

"Lita, you're so cute!"

"Because….you know…"

"You're so girly." Serena said, poking at her.

"Stop it Serena." Lita said in jest.

That was when they overheard two women talking.

"I hope she gives him back."

"Don't worry the ghost bride is just some terrible rumor. He'll come back soon."

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It was just after sunset when they came across the park. Serena was creeped out and whined loudly while the others were on guard.

"Will you shut up?!" Rei yelled at Serena.

"I can't help it, it's scary!" Serena whined at her.

That's when they all saw the lights moving in the distance. From the tree line stepped out a relatively short and voluptuous woman, having milky-white skin, teal eyelashes and nails, and circular, red facial markings. Additionally, she had bushy eyebrows and long, white hair parted down the middle of her face which was tied with teal orbs into two, thick strands.

She wore a lengthy, layered kimono — maroon on the inside layer and white on the outside layer — that exposed part of her chest and was tied with a patterned obi. She also donned a beaded necklace composed of teal and purple orbs and decorative anklets. She went barefoot and had black toenail polish.

#sailor moon au #pt 4

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tacitusauxilium · 5 years

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Unforeseen Circumstances // Ch.06

Unrequited love is the most painful thing to feel, and yet, Fuuka is persuaded to try her hands at getting Junpei’s attention, no matter what. However, after multiple failed attempts, what will she do when she catches the eye of the boy with the maroon peacoat? The heartache that comes with falling in love might even be more than she bargained for.

Rated: M - English - Romance/Hurt/Comfort

September 12th

As if there already wasn't tension enough in the dorm, Fuuka can feel the sparks between Akihiko and Shinjiro. She didn't know what caused both boys to have bruised cheeks (she assumed they punched each other because they act like brothers), but knew it had to be a touchy subject. That was two days ago and although the tension was diffused, she could sense some frustration between them. Then again, when isn't someone frustrated inside the dorm? With all these people living together, heads were bound to collide eventually.

So, in order to make herself feel better, she decided to cook something for the few SEES members that were actually here. Junpei and Koromaru was out, as well as Aigis, and Minato. She crossed her arms and remembered a recipe her mother told her that is super easy: beef stroganoff. She walked into the kitchen and began to pull out the ingredients she picked up a week ago as she hoped no one would notice.

Half an hour later, Shinjiro came downstairs as he almost felt like gagging. He thought something was burning—Shinjiro moved to the kitchen and saw a Fuuka admiring her poorly looking beef stroganoff. Shinjiro's eyes were as big as dinner plates as he wanted to scold Fuuka for using the dorm's decent pots and pans. He just stared at her until Fuuka looked at him, a smile as big as her face on her face.

Shinjiro blinked as he started to move carefully towards Fuuka. He looked down at the food and looked at her again. "What in the hell did you make?"

Fuuka gulped, knowing that wasn't a good sign if Shinjiro couldn't distinguish what she made. "B-beef stroganoff…?"

"Is that a question, Yamagishi?" Fuuka shook her head as Shinjiro rubbed his forehead, knowing this had to be remade.

"Senpai?"

Both turned to the opened door that as Minako was there, calling out to Shinjiro. "I was trying to catch up to you… Wh…what is that smell?" She asked as she couldn't distinguish if that was a good or bad smell. Fuuka felt her cheeks heating up in embarrassment.

"It smells?" She asked softly.

"It seems Yamagishi wanted to try cooking herself." Shinjiro stated as he took off his pea coat and reached for a nearby apron. "And yes, your nostrils are going to be irritated as I will fix this."

Fuuka's face lit up, but then quickly dimmed as Shinjiro threw her food away. "Oh? Can I watch?" Minako asked as she moved her body onto a bar stool, getting a bit comfortable. "So what was she trying to make?"

"Beef stroganoff—but it looks like she messed up a bit of the ingredients." Shinjiro pulled his beanie off and began to tie his hair back, into a small ponytail, as he wiped his forehead of a small bead of sweat on his face. "So," he turned to Fuuka, his arms crossed, "what did you do about the roux?"

Fuuka smiles again, contagious as Minako began to smile and wonder if Shinjiro could fix her disastrous mess. "I didn't use any—I made it from scratch with flour."

"Yamagishi, don't start acting proud. You burned the hell outta this."

Fuuka noticed the pan had some burnt crumbs all over the pan. It was hard to prove the pan was silver unless you looked on the outside of it. "You are right. I did burn it…"

Shinjiro sighed heavily, trying to keep calm around Fuuka's calm and carefree demeanor. He looked around and turned his eyes towards the teal-headed girl. "Did you have any left over ingredients?"

She quickly nodded her head. "Of course—I always buy extra of everything!"

Shinjiro felt a small smile creep up on his lips. "Pay attention—I'll make it the way you are suppose to make it." Minako raised an eyebrow, not aware that Shinjiro could cook—Akihiko wasn't kidding when they talked a couple weeks ago. "…Arisato," Minako blinked as Shinjiro brought her mind back to reality, "is this okay for dinner?"

"Why not? I can't wait to try it out and see how it's done myself." Minako grinned as Shinjiro tied the apron around him and then fixed Fuuka's apron up again. "Just don't get your hopes up just yet." Shinjiro let out a chuckle as Fuuka walked over to Minako, a small frown on her face.

"But, Minako-chan? Weren't you going out with Shinjiro-senpai? I don't want to just ruin your plans like this—!"

Before Minako could say anything, Shinjiro called out to Fuuka. "Hey. Let's get started." Fuuka nodded quickly as she made her way back over to Shinjiro.

Minako began to watch the two work in sync, albeit some clumsy moments from Fuuka, as she was surprised that Fuuka didn't give up even after Shinjiro threw the devilish food away.

"So, how much oil did you use?" Shinjiro began as he put about a few teaspoons into the pan, capping it up as he put it away.

"Oh I didn't use any. I thought it would be healthier that way." Fuuka explained, a smile on her lips, as Shinjiro felt his stomach churn at the idea of her not putting oil in.

For fucks sake that is what helps give the food flavor—

"And what about the red wine? How much did you put in?"

"Oh I don't know. I put in as much as I thought looked good enough."

"So, how long did you pour it in for?"

"About…two to three seconds."

Shinjiro looked down at the meat, trying to cut it into smaller pieces as he felt his face crestfallen. Dear god, Yamagishi.

"Why is the meat so fatty?"

Fuuka smiled again, quickly to respond, as Minako put her chin on her hands with her elbows on the table. "I told the butcher to give me the best meat he had!"

Shinjiro stopped trying to cut the meat as he felt like shaking the stupidity out of Fuuka when it came to cooking. "Everything about this is all wrong." He grew silent as Minako could see Fuuka play with the end of her apron, feeling a bit defeated. "Listen: don't start messing around with advance recipes until you've improved your basic cooking skills." He explained. "Do you feel bad about charring all this food?"

Fuuka nodded slowly, keeping her head down. "Of course—this is expensive food, too. I'm sorry." She whispered as Minako wanted to speak up from her feeling sad, but Shinjiro just put his hand on her head and messed up her hair a bit.

"That's part one of a punishment from me. Now, part two is listening to me and watching me do this. First off," he held up a finger and made Fuuka look up at him, "prepare everything beforehand. Trust me, it will save a lot of time. Measure out all the seasonings and chop everything out that needs to be chopped out. That way, you can focus your attention on the cooking part and not panic."

Fuuka nodded as she began to look around for a memo pad. "Y-Yes, of course! Memo…memo…"

Within a few minutes, Shinjiro began to get everything under control—he washed the vegetables and began cutting them, showing Fuuka how to cut with a sharp knife correctly. Fuuka nodded and watch, writing down everything she saw as quickly as she could. "Now," Shinjiro began to toss onions into the pan, once it got warmer by heating the sizzling from the pan, "gotta cook the onions on low heat. Cooked onions are the best part of the dish—you don't want to burn them."

She nodded slowly and wrote while she spoke, "Cook onions on low heat—"

"Put that notepad down and watch me. It'll be better to do that." Shinjiro stated as Fuuka placed the notepad off onto the table, along with her pen, and watched Shinjiro picking up the meat in a bowl. "Here's the meat—" he showed Fuuka to emphasis it, "—when you put it in…"

Slowly and delicately, Shinjiro explained how food should be properly cooked. His hands moved swiftly and surely as he showed Fuuka the proper way with basic steps.

After an hour of hellish pain, at least that's what Shinjiro thought, the dish was finally prepared—correctly. It looked as if it could be one of those featured meals from a magazine or cooking network. The aroma was to die for—it was ready to take you to heaven and back home without realizing it.

Fuuka was in awe as she couldn't even touch it, scared she might mess it up. "Oh wow! It looks so good!"

"Shut up and eat it before it gets cold." Shinjiro uttered as he put the dirty dishes into the sink. Fuuka and Minako both looked at it, not really wanting to ruin his masterpiece.

Minako took out her chopsticks and grinned. "Well, if you say so! Time to chow down!" She didn't know where to stick her chopsticks in—so, with it being Minako, she dug right into the center, with an exasperated sigh coming from Shinjiro's lips.

Damn. Not like you could take it from the sides like a normal person.

Case in point, Fuuka took a small portion of noodle and meat as she opened her mouth to let the juices fill her mouth—she let out a happy moan, not realizing something like this could be made if she paid more attention.

Minako let out the same sigh of happiness as she could see Shinjiro joining in on the fun. "Thank you for the food!" Minako chimed in, making Fuuka nod her head in agreement.

Shinjiro gulped some food down as his cheeks turned a hint of pink in the corners of his cheeks. "…yeah, it's nothing…"

"But," Fuuka looked up at Shinjiro once she finished off swallowing the food in her mouth, "you're amazing, Shinjiro-senpai."

"Anyone can do something like this."

"No way." She shook her head as she held up her pinkie finger. "Please, could you teach me again? I promise to do much better." She smiled softly, hoping that she could convey her determination while still being convincing.

Shinjiro let out a sigh and shrugged. "Not like I have anything else to do. But, you will do it by yourself next time." He looked at her pinkie and just put her hand down, not confirming or denying that promise to make.

After a few more minutes of eating and chatting between each other, Fuuka insisted that she cleaned—it was the least she could do today after all Shinjiro did. He moved over to the loveseat and Minako sat adjacent to him. Shinjiro looked up at the ceiling, his thoughts somewhere else currently.

" '…teach me again'. Huh." He repeated Fuuka's words as he looked back at Minako. "She was so itching to make me promise that I couldn't say no to her." He crosses his arms and closed his eyes, deep in thought.

Maybe…maybe that nature of her lured me in.

"Well, I guess I better be prepared to do more cooking again."

Minako scooted up in her seat and smiled at an idea that crossed her mind. "Why not make a meal for all of us? Like a little party or something?"

Shinjiro opened his eyes and slightly glared at her. "Here? That's pushing it a bit, Arisato." He mentioned but then he sat on the idea for a moment. Recipes pouring in his head of what could accommodate 10 or so people and what would blend well together. "Well, you got a point—maybe we could do something like that, once in a while."

Minako gasped as she clapped her hands together, thrilled that his answer wasn't a no as she felt this was a personal victory for her. She was somewhat happy to see this side of Shinjiro that not many people get to see. Then again, maybe Akihiko and Mitsuru have seen this side at least once or twice.

"I think I'm gonna go check up on Fuuka—" It was as if he had a six sense when it came to her; he heard a crash and then Fuuka yelling as he sighed. "—too late." He moves a bit quickly, knowing how much of a clumsy person Fuuka was as Minako followed behind.

Shinjiro opened the door carefully as he saw some glass on the floor, from one of the cups they were drinking from, as Fuuka's shoulders were curled in towards her as he could see her slightly trembling. This put Minako on edge and made Shinjiro go protective and went to check up on her. "Fuuka?" He asked as he noticed that the step stool that she and other people use was flipped on its side. Shinjiro also noticed that there was more glass near Fuuka.

He moved carefully around, asking Minako to clean up the glass near the stove, as he stepped in front of Fuuka. "…Fuuka…?" He whispered and noticed that she had tears stinging her eyes and noticed that her hand had a decently sized cut, at least a good inch and a few millimeters deep. Even Shinjiro winced at the pain she must be feeling. She was trying her best to hold back her sobs as she could barely see Shinjiro through her tears.

Fuuka took a shaky breath and tried to explained what happened. "I-I was washing dishes…a-and I was putting up the d-dried glasses…" Shinjiro nodded as he began to pull the first aid kit from underneath the sink and looked for gauze, not noticing the water gathered at the front of the sink. "…a-and I mis-calculated my step—th-thought my foot would be closer t-to the ground…w-water from the sink—" she pulled her hand closer as Shinjiro noticed some blood dripping onto the floor between them and around the area near the sink.

"It's okay—" Shinjiro calmly said, a quick nod from Fuuka and Shinjiro knew this wasn't going to be pretty. He began to translate what she said through her sobs, trying to fully understand what occurred. "You were trying to put up cleaned dishes, after you washed and dried them," Fuuka nodded, "and as you were coming down the step stool, you slip and fell because of, I'm assuming, the water from the sink," which made Fuuka nod again, "and…" he removed the paper towel from her hand, already soaked in some blood, as he saw some tiny shards in her hand. "Fuck…" he whispered as he turned to Minako. "Hey, you're a girl—"

"...that explains why I have breasts. Why?"

Minako joked as she could see the seriousness in Shinjiro's eyes. "Do you have pliers or something? That thing you use for eyebrows that Takeba claims is a lifesaver."

Minako nodded. "Yeah, let me go get it." She put the broom and dustpan down as it was just the two of them in the kitchen. Shinjiro turned his attention to Fuuka, noticing that Fuuka couldn't have made a mess of the water that quickly. "Listen, hold on—" he stated as he picked her up slowly and placed her on the counter so he could get a better look at her hand and to make sure the glass was all cleaned up.

He opened the door to the sink, not realizing it at first because of Fuuka's injury, but that there was a small leak coming from a pipe towards the front of the cabinet doors—he saw the wood was damped and saw the foot size puddle near where the blood droplets begin. He began to turn the water supply off. "W-will it leave a scar?"

Fuuka speaking out of the blue, her cheeks stained with tears, made Shinjiro turn back towards her and his face turned softer, as if he was taking care of Koromaru. "…honestly, it might." He stated as Fuuka's eyes showed worry as he had to quickly back pedal. "B-but, it doesn't look too deep."

Nice save, dumb ass.

He chided to himself internally as he put a hand on Fuuka's head. "Why were you holding two glasses?"

She sniffed her nose, feeling her snot was drying up after all the crying she did in less than a few minutes. "T-the one over by the fridge…that's the one I fell into…" Fuuka nudged her elbow to show which one fell into it—Shinjiro checked for any cuts, and relieved there wasn't any. "…a-and I had the second one i-in my hand. I was coming down the stool because there wasn't enough room—and th-then…"

Ahhhh. Mitsuru might have just bought too many glasses and it got overcrowded…

Shinjiro nodded as he realizing that perhaps some of the dishes were new ones, and hoping those two glasses weren't. "…you fell and the glass shattered in your hand," Fuuka nodded as Shinjiro felt his shoulders shrink, "damn Fuuka. You might be a bit bruised and sore tomorrow—I'll find some medicine to ease the pain." He rubbed the top of her head gently as Minako came back holding two types of pliers—a small one and a slightly bigger one.

"I-I didn't know which one." She stated as she walked towards Shinjiro as he grabbed both of them. "I can buy some new ones—" she made sure to say that before Fuuka could apologize for ruining hers.

Shinjiro nodded as Fuuka winced the moment he pulled the paper towel back. "Minako," getting onto a more personal level than before, which Minako didn't flinch at her own name being said, "could you look for…gauze, antibiotic cream…" he looked at Fuuka's wound, almost reminding him of an injury he had long, long ago when he was a kid in the orphanage, "…some dressings, gloves…and look for some acetaminophen, for pain."

Minako nodded as she pulled out the supplies from the first aid kit while Shinjiro looked at Fuuka's hand again. "I was going to say look for some peroxide, but I don't want to subject Fuuka to more pain." He mentioned to Minako as he held her hand in his, her hand cold because of some blood loss, and reached for the smallest pliers first. Shinjiro shot his eyes up towards Fuuka, their hearts skipping a beat and they stared at each other for a moment. "You always seem to get my hands on you—remind me to make sure Mitsuru actually fixes the damn dorm up."

Fuuka nodded. "O-of course." She whispered as Minako came by, accidentally slamming the supplies next to Fuuka and breaking their connection. Fuuka lowered her head as Shinjiro thanked Minako and turned his eyes back to Fuuka's small hand. He felt a bit nervous—this was her dominant hand and didn't want to make the situation worse. He put on the gloves, surprised they were a bit bigger than his own hands, and got focused as he let out a deep breath, carefully removed the few tiny shards that were embedded in her hand. Her fingers were twitching every time he removed one shard at a time. Shinjiro sighed heavily, knowing Fuuka had no control in what pain she was feeling.

Minako kept her hands in front of her lap, watching how delicate Shinjiro was when it came to something like this. She really hasn't seen this side of him at all—she was admiring how striking he was when it came to friends. Even those he met this month. Shinjiro put the shards out beside Fuuka's hip, on a napkin, and pulled the last one out, relieved that they weren't bigger than he thought they could be. He looked at her hand, double checking for everything, as he put the pliers down. "Now, this will hurt, a lot." Shinjiro started as he released her hand and reached for the antibiotic cream. "Grin and bear it, okay?"

Fuuka nodded as she saw him putting a small dab on his fingertip as she could sense the small hesitation of hurting her again. Shinjiro carefully, and delicately, put the cream on one end of the laceration and Fuuka let out an aching cry. She laid her forehead on Shinjiro's shoulder, her teeth gritting in pain as Minako began to unwrap the gauze and the dressing. "Shhhh. Shhh. It's okay." He whispered back into her ear as Minako thought she was intruding on this tender moment. Her eyes still showed worry as she might have dealt with some battle scars, but Fuuka never has gotten injured in battle so she wasn't used the pain that everyone else got used to.

Shinjiro applies a little more ointment as Fuuka began to feel more tears stinging her eyes. "We are almost done." He whispered as he put a tiny bit on the other corner of the laceration and waited for the ointment to dry for a moment. Shinjiro reached for the dressing and opened it—he was glad it was the perfect size for her hand. "Just gotta place this on here…" He noticed her hand slowly starting to let less blood come out as he told her to hold the dressing. He reached for the gauze and began to wrap her hand as Fuuka removed her fingers little by little.

Minako, almost in a daze at watching those two, began to sweep around and picking up all the glass shards the best she could. She made a mental note to get the vacuum sweeper in here to make sure she didn't miss any pieces. Their body language conveyed they trusted each other, and she wondered if Fuuka was falling in love. She truly thought that her brother and Fuuka would've been the one he chose, but maybe she's not decided?

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"There." Shinjiro double checked his work as Fuuka's hand was wrapped up very neatly. Fuuka looked at her own hand, feeling exhausted after noticing how quickly he took care of her.

"…thank you, Shinjiro…" she whispered as she removed her head from his shoulder blade as she saw Minako finishing her small task of cleaning up the glass. She didn't realize how much blood she did lost, maybe a couple teaspoons worth, as she felt herself turn a bit white. Shinjiro noticed her looking around.

"I'll take care of it. As for you," Shinjiro made sure to draw her attention back to him, "every morning before you go to school, let me check your wound. That way we can make sure it'll be safe throughout the day." He began to say as he took off his gloves and threw them in the trash bin. "Also, keep your hand elevated for the next few minutes to keep blood flow minimal to your hand. And take acetaminophen—" he held up a bottle that was inside of the first aid kit, "—follow the directions and you should be fine." He gave those to her as he began to reach for a paper towel and water to clean up her blood.

Fuuka nodded as she began to push herself off of the counter but found herself too exhausted to do so. She let out a breathless sigh, as if she was holding it in for too long, and pulled the old "puppy dog eyes" trick. Shinjiro could hear her struggling as he came eye to eye with her as he felt his cheeks heated up. "Sorry…I can't… can you help me?"

Shinjiro sighed and let out a good chuckle as he shook his head. "You've got me wrapped around your finger, huh? Do you have a particular way of how to be helped upstairs?"

She was a bit flabbergasted, wanting to be a bit greedy, but felt they haven't grown that much just yet. "J-just help me off the counter for now." Shinjiro obeyed and helped her off as she took a few seconds to get the blood back to her head and feet. Fuuka seemed okay, steady at first, as she saw Minako's worries eyes. Minako turned towards Shinjiro, a small smile on her lips.

"Senpai, why don't you get her upstairs? I'll take of the mess—but at least come back to see if I did cleaned it correctly?" She suggested as Shinjiro nodded and waited until Fuuka was distracted.

"Oh? But I couldn't—"

Fuuka felt her breath leaving her lips as she felt Shinjiro swooping her into his arms, all bridal style like, as Minako covered her lips and tried to stifle her chuckle. "Sh-Shinjiro—"

"No complaints. You need rest." He walked towards the door and kicked the door and used his back to prop it open so he could leave. "Now, keep that hand elevated." He was as cool as a cucumber as Fuuka nodded and kept her hand hovered above her head. "N-not that high…"

They walked up the stairs carefully as Minako popped her head out to see how far they were up the stairs as she felt her chest cave inward as she kicked the ground a bit with her foot. "He could have told me he liked her. I would've helped sooner…" she bemused outloud as she closed the door and went back to cleaning up Fuuka's blood, knowing that this might be a 'no' on going to Tartarus tonight and possibly tomorrow. She admired how Fuuka's confidence has grown over the last few months. And she wanted to keep it growing as she found someone she enjoyed—now, she was conflicted on letting Minato know about them or Shinjiro knowing about them.

"Oh boy. This is going to be a doozy." She mentioned as she put a hand to her forehead, knowing this is going to get ugly.

Fuuka felt herself being whisked to her room—she could swear up and down that she was hallucinating, but Shinjiro was carrying her up to her room. She blinked and realized she was not dreaming at all. Her heart pounded quickly as she watched him expertly opening up her room with his arms still holding her close to him.

"Is there any clothes or something you need?" Shinjiro asked, noting that her room totally screamed 'I AM A GIRL AND I LOVE FLOWERS' but the aroma from her flowers made him a bit confused. "Also, what is that smell?" He laid her down on her bed, noticing she would need some clothes to change into—there was some blood on her school uniform.

"Lavender—I use some to help me relax and get some sleep…" She mentioned as Shinjiro began to look for some night clothes for her. He looked absolutely confused as he picked up a t-shirt and some shorts—it made Fuuka laugh weakly as she laid down on her bed. "Those will work, senpai—it's workout clothes Akihiko-gave me."

"Wait. What?"

"He thought I should get buffed and what not. Too bad the clothes are a size too big on me—so he thinks I've…a-already worked out and that I looked good. To be honest, he doesn't have a good memory."

"I think I've hit him a few too many times in the head. That might be the reason why." Shinjiro stated as he watched her sit up and hold her clothes in her lap. "…is there something wrong?"

"…a-are you sure you want to see me change?" Fuuka pointed out as Shinjiro felt his cheeks tint pink, her head tilting a bit as she fell to the side and she caught herself with her good hand. "…ahhh…mmmm…"

Shinjiro sat on the bed with her, noticing she was a bit warm. "Take the medicine first, for me." He reached for the acetaminophen and one of her water bottles nearby. "Here." Fuuka took the medicine and the water as he wondered how he could help her with her clothes. Mitsuru would not be pleased if he was in the room with their navigator, but would she understand the situation?

Dammit. Maybe I should ask Minako for help. She's—

"Senpai? …Shinjiro?" She had to call for his name as Shinjiro blinked himself back into reality. "…I don't care, to be honest, if you have to see me. This is probably a dream, or a hallucination." Fuuka laughed weakly, noticing her wound was slightly bleeding again. Shinjiro let out a low curse and rubbed his temple.

"Fine, fine. Besides, you have blood on your clothes—I'll have to see if anyone could help me clean it out." Shinjiro stated as he wondered how tired and how out of it Fuuka really was. He watched her undress, a little camisole underneath her turtleneck, and he could see the white bra straps—he felt a bit aroused, but shook the feeling away. "Now, your skirt, too." He helped her up, slowly, as she could barely get the skirt off as she reached for the water next to her again, sipping it again.

Fuuka gave the skirt to Shinjiro as he saw her clad in her panties—a baby blue bra and panties, with white lace around her legs and her waist, and wait-was that a matching set? Now, Shinjiro was a bit aroused. He didn't even know she had a small hourglass figure—why hide something like that? He coughed softly as he put her clothes on her desk and helped her slowly into her shorts and her one size too big shirt.

Shinjiro began to slightly fantasize about what she would look like in his own turtlenecks—and he made sure Fuuka was sitting down, safely on her bed, as he took off his beanie and ran his fingers through his hair.

Hey, brain? Could you lay off the sexual thoughts FOR FIVE MINUTES?!

He took a minute to compose himself as he noticed Fuuka was dozing off while sitting up—he was a bit impressed, but knew she needed rest. "H-Hey, get into the bed before you sleep standing up, Fuuka." He uttered as he helped her move into the sheets, a small sigh escaping his lips as Shinjiro was relieved she was doing better this time around.

Shinjiro focused as he saw the cut in her hand stop bleeding—but, he still wanted to get it fixed before she made it worst. "I'm going downstairs—want anything?" He asked her as she shook her head. Shinjiro could see that she was getting sleepier by the minute. He put on his beanie and went to go get the first aid kit. He couldn't believe that no one was helping him out—granted, Minako was friendly and helping her with her wound, but now they were alone, he was hoping she'd jump in and help.

Unfortunately, she was already gone and he was cursed (or perhaps blessed?) to deal with Fuuka and her hand. Shinjiro grabbed the first aid kit on the counter and moved back up to Fuuka's room. Entering it slowly and quietly, he could hear a light sigh coming from her bed and noticed that she was already asleep. Shinjiro could sigh 20 pounds off his shoulders as he moved the first aid kit to her table in the middle of the room and began to treat her hand while she was sleeping.

He looked at her sleeping face, not realizing how peaceful it was after she cried and sobbed everywhere. Is this what Minako meant as gross sobbing? He shook his head as he was able to clean up her wound faster with her being still and quiet. Shinjiro threw away her dirty bandages in the little bin near her desk and turned to face her again. He bit his lip, wondering why it was so quiet in her room—just then, the A/C unit kicked on and some white noise filled the room.

Shinjiro scratched the back of his head as he carefully moved Fuuka's hand back underneath her comforter and watched as she grabbed a nearby stuffed animal—he didn't realize she would still sleep with something like that. He didn't judge, just knew it might help her sleep better. Shinjiro shook his head as he stared at her too long, remembering what she looked like minutes ago and felt himself getting aroused again—he began to think of sad things, or ugly things.

Aki in drag. Aki in drag.

That barely worked as he kept chanting the words over and over in his head. After a few seconds, he realized that he had been in her room for too long—he cleaned up her hand and should've left minutes ago. So, why did he stay?

Shinjiro made sure Fuuka was okay, for at least a few more minutes and began to lean over her—he stopped himself. He couldn't do this, right?

She's just a friend. …someone who helps me with my Persona issues. He thought silently as he sat down on her bed as Fuuka turned towards him. Dammit. Girls are going to be the death of me.

He reached down, ruffled her hair up a bit, and kissed the top of her head. Granted, he thought that was the least he could do—he was told that as a kid, while in the orphanage, that a kiss on the head meant you admire them and wish them the best of luck. Oh, and that it brought them good dreams while they slept. So, Shinjiro was being less selfish tonight and thought of Fuuka before him. He reached for the first aid kit, after he got up from her bed, and walked to the door as quietly as he could.

Shinjiro couldn't bother her with his feelings—he knew that Minako might be right on the dot about him, but knew that Fuuka wouldn't like him back. He had too many demons inside of him, and couldn't tell her all about them. Not now. Maybe, not ever.

He opened and closed the door as quiet as he could as he was finally outside of her room. Shinjiro took the first aid kit back to the kitchen and then turned off the lights—he sat downstairs in the living room, wondering if would be able to sleep with the teal-hair girl in his mind. For once, he wouldn't care if that was the case. It was simply one more reason to lose sleep over for.

#pairing;; blue moon #shinji/fuuka #unforeseen circumstances #chapter 06

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