#i would pay to hear rin sing this

[partrin]

haru overhears rin singing elvis presley's "can't help falling in love" quietly to himself one day while rin is towel-drying his hair after a shower at his tokyo apartment and it makes him feel things, even though he doesn't understand the words.

he decides he likes it, and before they go to sleep (haru on the bed, rin on a futon on the floor because haru is too chicken-shit and uncharacteristically overcome by shyness to suggest sharing the bed) he asks rin, "what was that song you were singing?"

"hm? what song?"

"the one you were singing while you dried your hair."

rin hums thoughtfully and pretends he doesn't notice the way haru is boring holes into the side of his face. he thinks hard because: a) rin sings (or hums) all. the. time. to fill the silence, b) he must've done it subconsciously, and he cannot, for the life of him, recall what he'd been singing earlier and c) the fact that haru had even noticed is both mildly embarrassing and wildly distracting him from the very act of sifting through possibly >50 songs he sings/hums a day. today. he is sure he'd have sung at least the amount today, because being with haru means learning to be comfortable with prolonged silences sometimes (but also working to fill those silences).

he sings a lot when he's around haru (not that he'd admit to it). he thinks being around haru makes his heart sing (not that he'd admit to that either).

"song... song... what song was i—"

and then it clicks, and his blush shoots up to his hairline.

haru, despite having the emotional perception of a proverbial tree stump but being an expert in all (well, maybe not all) things rin, senses the several stages of embarrassment that play upon rin's features and decides to be merciful.

"it sounded nice," he says tersely. the smile that he gives rin is placating. a peace offering of sorts. "i liked it."

rin glances at him furtively before awkwardly coughing and clearing his throat. "you did?"

"mmh."

"do you... would you like me to sing it again?"

haru hears a soft tapping sound—probably rin's finger on the linoleum floor—and pays it no mind. chalks it up to a nervous tic of rin's.

"yes," is all he says. the tapping stops.

the room is silent for a second too long, but rin breaks it. all too suddenly.

rin's voice is unabashedly one of haru's most favourite things about him in the world. his speaking voice is a rich baritone, sometimes raspy, maybe even bordering on sultry whenever he teases him. it makes the tips of his fingers tingle like he's being charged with minute amounts of steady-flowing electricity from the ground up. it makes his heart beat a few paces faster; it shoots adrenaline through his body like absinthe pumping in his veins. it excites him. angers him. frustrates him. maybe even enamours him, sometimes.

but his singing voice? it drips over his soul like the smooth silk of honey from an upturned jar, leaves every fiber of his being covered in its sticky sweetness. it's gentle and mellifluous, which haru finds absolutely ridiculous, because rin is anything but gentle or mellifluous in nature. it's calming. soothing. reminiscent of the lullabies his late grandmother once sang him to sleep. it makes his eyelids droop like he's lying peacefully at the bottom of the sea because he feels so safe and comfortable, like he's floating atop a cloud.

okay.

maybe he's exaggerating.

but rin's voice is lovely, and in haru's mind, he's walking on air.

"rin," haru calls out gently, ignoring the mild disdain he feels over the fact he'd had to interrupt rin's singing for this. "i can't hear you well from the futon."

rin blinks. "are you suggesting that i—"

the blanket rustles, and even in the dim light of the night lamp, rin sees it. haru has scooted to the corner by the wall, one hand holding up half of his blanket gingerly. an invitation.

well if haru insists.

they lay in the bed, close, but not nearly enough. haru looks at rin tenderly, blue eyes glistening in the moonlight, silently urging rin to carry on where he'd left off. but rin is stalling. or staring, rather. his carmine eyes look back at haru, matching in tenderness. he shifts slightly, exhales deeply. haru itches with impatience.

"rin," haru calls out again, gentler this time, voice laced with sleep. "sing?"

rin's eyes go dopey and he obliges, easing into the chorus.

"wise men say..."

haru doesn't even remember being lulled to sleep.

bonus: after rin returns to australia, he sometimes receives calls from haru, telling him he's having trouble sleeping. haru never explicitly asks rin to sing to him, but rin knows him like the back of his hand and does it anyway. when the line goes silent and is gradually taken over by haru's soft, even breathing, rin chuckles. he likes how haru enjoys him singing this one particular song, even if it's in english and haru doesn't understand a word. unbeknownst to him, rin means every word he sings.

("like a river flows surely to the sea, darling, so it goes; some things are meant to be")

#free! #rinharu #matsuoka rin #nanase haruka #ficlet #drabble #whatever you call it #i was listening to can't help falling in love and for some reason this little scene played out in my mind #i would pay to hear rin sing this #is this fluff??? #fluff #i guess #okay yup that's all the writing i'm doing for the rest of the year

[alexiswritergirl]

What he finds most attractive about you

Prompt: Headcanons on what the bllk boys find most attractive about you.

A/N: Some of these characters could be OOC, so keep that in mind.

Featuring: Rin, Sae, Isagi, Bachira, Reo, and Niko

Rin

What does he find most attractive about you? Your voice.

It took a bit for Rin to warm up to you fully, but when he did, he started to notice how calming your voice is to him. For him, it’s like an angel singing him a lullaby, his favorite music to listen to. If you are insecure about how you sound, don’t be because he genuinely finds comfort in the sound of your voice. It’s the fact that hearing you lets him know that you’re there with *him*. He listens intently to you every time you talk, paying close attention to the pitch of your voice and letting it calm down all of his nerves. When you talk about something that excites you, he will slightly smile and wonder how high your voice would go. If you were to have a bad day, he would know right away just by the tone of your voice no matter how hard you try to hide it. When he’s the one having a bad day, he always finds himself looking for you for comfort and letting you comb your fingers through his hair, while consoling him. He feels as if you are the only person in the whole world who understands him and won’t judge him (and leave to Spain 🙄). If you can sing, that is a HUUUGE bonus for him. He would be pretty down bad for you and will shyly ask you to sing to him. He knows he can be a lot to handle, so he’s appreciative of you for being there. Even though Rin doesn’t always outwardly express how much he appreciates you, he definitely shows it through his actions. 

“Being around you is different…God, I don’t know how to put this into words, but all I know is that I want to be close to you forever.”

Sae

What does he find most attractive about you? Your sense of humor.

He freaking adores your sense of humor. This guy has the personality of a broccoli, so you being the funny person you are really switches up his usual routine. He always makes sure you’re around to make everything feel so lively; he feels like a “normal person” with you, it’s as if he forgets he’s a celebrity. When he’s abroad for a game, he misses you a lot and wonders what shenanigans you’re up to. He especially thinks about you A LOT during boring interviews, wondering what bizarre thing you would say to turn it into something fun. He makes it a top priority to call you when he has free time—this is like a way for him to unwind and just giggle the night away after a game or other important matters. He will sometimes purposely be mean to you in a playful manner just to get a reaction from you. He often chuckles to himself reminiscing the times when you said something stupid that randomly popped into his head. Some of his teammates wonder if they’re in some sort of alternate universe. Like…Sae Itoshi is laughing? No must be hearing things. Except Shidou though, he will tease Sae to no end.

“Life never gets boring when I’m with you. Feels like I’ve known you for years, lifetimes even. You better stay close to me because I’m not letting you go, got that?”

Isagi

What does he find most attractive about you? Your smile and laughter.

He finds it very attractive every time you laugh and flash that bright smile. It makes him feel very special and reassured knowing how happy you are around him. If you’re insecure to laugh or smile, he will look at you as if you are crazy and shower you with compliments until the end of time. He doesn’t fully understand why you would be insecure because for him he gets all fuzzy and warm inside when he sees you cheerful. Even though he tells an unfunny joke, he can always count on you to fill in the awkward silence. Your laughter is like a soft melody to his ears that will never bore him, and that smile just makes all the negativity leave his entire body—it’s like a reminder of how much he is cared for. AND OH MY GOSH if you have dimples, he will be so down bad for you. He will do everything in his power to just make you smile. If you’re insecure about your dimples, he would be so confused as to why. He will kiss them very often just so you can feel good about them, along with his sweet compliments of how cute they look.

“You must be some sort of magician because every time I see you, everything else just disappears. Hey! I’m trying to flirt with you, don’t laugh! Or do… Damn, you're too cute…”

Bachira

What does he find most attractive about you? You dancing carefree.

Bachira gets all excited and energetic every time you dance. It’s the way you freely move like there’s no one else around and how you dance so effortlessly as you sway your hips and wave your arms everywhere. And your face is so relaxed while doing so. Bachira could watch you all day and be absolutely mesmerized by you as if you hypnotized him, even though he much prefers to be dancing with you. He has Just Dance downloaded and will have you play it with him to see who’s a better dancer. He also has an entire playlist of songs he remembers that you love so he can see you get all giddy. I can see Bachira practicing kpop dances to impress you if you’re a fan of kpop. He likes to call himself your “personal idol”. His favorite thing is to have you close to him so that he can hold you and gaze into your eyes while he sweet talks to you. 

“Y/N! Just learned a new dance move! Impressed right? As your personal idol, I have to have these kinds of moves down, I gotta keep up with you, yknow? How else will I dance with my Galway Girl?” 

(Yes it is an ed sheeren reference)

Reo

What does he find most attractive about you? Your nose.

Reo is the very observant type, so it didn’t take long for him to notice the way your nose would perk up every time you smile or scrunch up when you get excited or disgusted by something. He thinks it's a very cute charm you have and reminds you every time by giving you a little peck on the nose. Not only that but he will also “boop” your nose or rub his on yours occasionally. He feels incredibly special since he is hopefully one of the few to notice this. Will definitely gatekeep this in case others also want to boop your nose because those boops are only reserved for him! He will talk about it all to Nagi though.

“Y/N! Come here! Closerrrrr. Scooch on closer! Boop! There she is. You’re like a sweet little bunny, my bunny.”

Niko

What does he find most attractive about you? Your eyes.

At first, he did not think much about you or your eyes until you both became friends and later on realized how pretty your eyes are. Canonically, he believes you can read someone’s personality if you look into their eyes. And what he reads in your eyes is how caring and genuine you are. You sometimes catch his gaze linger a little bit longer than usual, so you tend to snap him out of his thoughts. Most of the time he does it without even realizing it, which results in him feeling embarrassed afterwards. When you’re at his place, he’ll turn on the TV to watch an anime in hopes of just focusing on the show and not creep you out with his constant staring. That is until his eyes wander onto yours once again. Sometimes if he’s feeling good, he’ll secretly push his bangs up a bit so he can get a clearer look at you. If you both have been together for a while though, he won’t cover his eyes around you and will only be reserved for you. On dates, there will be times when you both just hold onto each other's hands and stare into one another’s eyes. When you’re both going to bed, he’ll lightly kiss your eyelids shut before you both sleep. He believes it’ll help you have good dreams at night.

“Maybe it’s the way your eyes hold so many mysteries that makes me feel this way. Or perhaps it is curiosity? I don’t know…It’s like trying to study the universe, so many things to discover.”

#blue lock #isagi x reader #rin x reader #sae x reader #Bachira x reader #Reo x reader #Niko x reader #bllk x reader #bllk fic #blue lock fluff #My first fic. I think this turned out better than i initially thought so woop woop

[sungie]

WHERE THEY KISS YOU [TOKYO REVENGERS]

includes: ran, rindou, kazutora, hanma, inui, koko, chifuyu, mitsuya, shinichiro, sanzu

cw: fluff, slighly suggestive

a/n: and my first tokrev piece! i hope u enjoy <333

masterlist

HAITANI RAN – your hairline.

He’s terrible, really. Cradling your face in his hands, only to barely brush his lips to your hairline with the awful excuse that he’s just too tall to properly kiss you. At sight of your scowl and failed attempts to tug him to your face, he simply smirks and presses patronizing kisses to the top of your head. “If you really wanted me, you’d just grow taller, baby.” 

“I’ll fold your kneecaps if you don’t bend over.” 

Ran chuckles. He considers it (he really does), then shrugs. Just how far can he push before you snap?

“I’d like to see you try.” 

The grin on your face turns downright wicked.

Do it, he thinks. You wouldn't dare.

You do. He watches in amusement as you pull out your phone, scrolling through a long list of contacts. “Pity. I’ll just have to ask Rin, then. Do you think he's into sloppy seconds? What about Haru? Mikey? Oh, maybe Kaku?”

Ran chuckles darkly. "Absolutely not." Rin? Haru? Kaku? He hates the way their names sound on your tongue. He surges forward to press his lips to yours. His mouth swallows your words, admonishing that wicked smirk with a breathlessness that leaves you wobbling on your feet.

He swipes the phone out your hands, only to slyly return it to your back pocket with a hand that lingers much longer than it should. He pulls away, teeth grazing at your bottom lip with a glint in his eyes. “That wasn’t very nice of you, now, was it?"

HAITANI RINDOU – your neck. 

Rindou wraps his arms around your waist and droops his head over your shoulder. He scowls at the chatroom displayed on your screen, matched with that stupid daddy’s money he’s grown to hate over the past week.

Isabelle the 4th and you … the loves of my life.

Rindou scoffs. "Pay attention to me," he grumbles. "I'm way better than that pixelated asshole on your phone." He does his best to hide it, but the subtle hints of a whine drag at his words. "Reminds me of Koko. Why couldn't you have gone for that hacker with the tattoos, or something?"

"Later, Rin, I'm about to unlock his bad ending. The red ribbons are so hot, here, look."

His bad ending? Red ribbons? Rindou's moving before he can think twice, his head nudging closer to kiss against your jugular. He feels the gasp shivering across your body before he hears it.

"I'd never give you a bad ending. Just so you know." His lips drag down your neck, taking time to worship the skin above your collarbone.

"It's not a bad ending, just a more exciting one–"

Rindou wraps his arms around your shoulders to tug you flush against him and nips against your skin. 

At your shriek, his lips suck at the mark, sharpness fading into a dull ache. “Exciting, huh? You still gonna play that game while I’m off?” 

Your laugh makes his heart swell. You turn to press a kiss to the bridge of his nose, tossing your phone on the couch. “No, no, you’re my favorite, Rin.”

“Thought so.” 

HANEMIYA KAZUTORA – your earlobe.

“Looks pretty on you,” Kazutora muses, gazing at his earring dangling from your ear. “You know, if you wanted to match you should’ve just said so.”

He laughs at your expression, thankful you can’t pinpoint the blush heating on his skin. Leaning in even closer, he blows at the earring, amused at the way it sings with sudden attention. Would you make pretty sounds for him, too? Before he knows it, he’s pressing a kiss to the top of your ear, peppering his lips against the ridge until he reaches your cheek.

At your whine, he pulls away teasingly. “Hm. Should I kiss you?” An amused smile tugs at his lips. “I don’t know … you did steal from me, after all.” 

HANMA SHUJI – your hands.

Hanma kisses the back of your palms. Worships them, revers them. Praise overshadows the underlying sadism of what it means to trace the outlines of sin and punishment against your uninked skin with his tongue. "So soft," he murmurs against you, but you're not stupid, and you must know he means, "so innocent." And not for long.

By the way his hands grow bolder and attention trails elsewhere, his intentions grow clearer with each sear of his mouth. As he makes a pass at your lips, he finally gets a taste of that brattiness he's been after for so long. He grins as you evade him to coyly whisper into his ear. "I know what you are, Shuji. Can't fool me."

"Oh? ♡ And what's that?"

"Cute. I know a perv when I see one."

He'll give it to you, that's for sure. Because you're half right. After all, it takes one to know one.

INUI SEISHU – your wrist.

"That feels nice." Inui presses his lips to the jut of your wrist, folding to lean into the palm of your hand. "Don't go," he whispers into your skin, "stay." He struggles to stay focused, but Inui knows that even with eyes half-lid and sleepy, he can still manage to gaze at you with a quiet intensity that leaves you stuttering.

At your lack of response, he flushes. His hand automatically presses against yours, wary that you'll mumble some excuse to draw it away and dart out the room. "What," he murmurs, "am I not allowed to show you affection?"

Your eyes look like they'll fall out their sockets. "No," you finally say, "no, it's nice, you just, you're never this shameless about it–"

Cute.

"Oh," Inui chuckles. His eyes crease and that stoic facade of his finally crumbles as his lips tug into a faint smile. He presses another chaste kiss to your wrist, reveling in the way you gasp. "You haven't seen me shameless yet."

KOKONOI HAJIME – your jawline.

"I don't think I heard you right," Kokonoi teases. His arms hang above you, effectively pressing you into the wall as he grins, running his tongue between his teeth. "Wanna try again?" He nudges closer to nudge fervid kisses along your jawline. "Don't disappoint me, baby."

Your laughter softens his gaze. He presses his forehead against yours, amusement reflected in his eyes.

"Koko."

"Ah, ah." His fingers tilt your chin up, thumb gently running against your bottom lip. "Wrong answer."

"Hajime," you give in. "Hajime, it's your turn to wash the dishes."

Kokonoi can't resist anymore. He kisses you, one hand supporting the back of your neck, and the other cradling your cheek. "Of course. That wasn't so hard, was it?"

"Kokonoi," you taunt again, for good measure.

"Nope," he says, gently smushing your cheeks together. "Don't start."

MATSUNO CHIFUYU – your fingers.

Chifuyu plays with your fingers, barely touching them, but interlacing your hands all the same. He runs his thumb along your knuckles, tracing infinities across your joints.

Your mouth is moving, but Chifuyu isn't listening, at least, not really. He's too focused on how soft your skin feels against his, how light his chest feels when he's with you.

"Are you even listening to me?"

He smiles at you, eyes twinkling. "No."

"Chifuyu!"

He presses his lips against each fingertip, peppering kisses across the back of your palm. "Sorry," he murmurs, "I got distracted." He looks at you for a couple seconds, then shrugs guiltily. "You just make me really happy."

He almost whines when you pull your hand away from his, only to press them against your face. Your fingers peep open a crack to expose your eyes. "Flirt," you mumble.

Chifuyu blinks for a few seconds. And then he laughs, gently prying your hands from your face. "So cute," he murmurs, tugging you closer and pressing his lips to your temple. "If it makes a difference, I'll listen this time."

You start talking again, and Chifuyu tries to listen, he really does, but he's staring at your lips now, and he's wondering why he didn't kiss you earlier. He wonders how mad you'd be if he interrupted you a second time.

MITSUYA TAKASHI – your forehead.

Mitsuya presses the last jewel to your skin, then dusts a faint layer of glitter beneath your eyes. Your skin feels soft against his fingertips, so soft. He lets himself look too long, and he feels a pang of guilt when he watches you attempt to press your hands to your face in insecurity.

He nudges your hands away, pressing his lips to the spot between your eyes. "Don't hide," he murmurs, "you're gonna turn a lot of heads tonight."

The familiar spark remerges behind your irises. "You know I only have eyes for you, Takashi."

Mitsuya is too late to hide his smirk. Maybe he doesn't need to. He feels sorry, he really does, for the people too late to realize you already have a boyfriend. "Have fun, baby. Wanna make a bet on how many free drinks you can score?"

"Stop," you whine, "you're so full of it."

"No, I'm telling the truth–"

"Uh huh. My boyfriend's such a smooth-talker."

"Okay, wait."

"Waiting."

"You're beautiful."

Mitsuya laughs when you playfully swat him. "I'd kiss you goodbye, but I'm not messing up your look. Don't worry too much, I'll do it later."

SANO SHINICHIRO – your temple.

Shinichiro sighs as you tug him back toward you. He raises your enjoined hands and lightly twirls you around, a lazy grin resting atop his features. "What?"

The look upon your face makes him falter. “Be careful, Shin. Promise me.” 

Shinichiro stares at you for a long second, face softening. He won't deny it feels nice to have someone look out for him. But he doesn't want to see you look so worried.

At his nod, you lightly grip his collar, pulling him down to gaze into your eyes. "Shinichiro. Promise."

“I will. I promise.” He tugs you closer, lips pressing against your temple. "Always, for you."

He stumbles as you wrap your arms around him tightly. "Love you," you murmur into his shirt.

He smiles, head resting atop yours.

SANZU HARUCHIYO – ...

“Kiss,” you tap your lips.

Sanzu grins, greedy fingers tugging your chin forward. His breath fans against your skin, eliciting goosebumps. He leans closer, lips barely brushing against yours, until he pauses, eyes devious. "No."

#tokyo revengers hcs #haitani ran x reader #haitani rindou x reader #kazutora x reader #hanma x reader #inui x reader #kokonoi x reader #chifuyu x reader #shinichiro x reader #mitsuya x reader #sanzu x reader #tokyo revengers #tokrev #tokrev x reader #tokyo revengers x reader

[subskz]

rin im going crazy i just saw hannie’s red lights part again for the seventh time today

plsplspls i need him on a leash and talking to me with the voice that he uses to sing that part bc that man is mad sexy and he knows it so well

i wanna use a collar on him but tighten it tight, so it’s like he’s being choked and i wanna drag him around like a lil puppy

“tell me you hate me” HELLO?? bby boy is asking to be degraded. indulge him a lil by yanking him up roughly by his leash and slapping him across the face and tell him how much u hate dirty mutts like him. he’s gonna grab his leaky cock and start pumping it and asking for you to say that again and slap him again so he can cum to it

i think it would be pretty fun if u were to use his leash to tie his arms behind his back (yknow, while it’s still connected to the collar so his head gets tugged back a little bit and u get a good view of his pretty throat that’s wrapped with his tight collar) so that he can’t touch his leaky cock and u start degrading to see if ur baby can get off from that alone

and, spoiler alert, he does

his leaky cock gets even leakier and ends up leaking like a faucet as u keep degrading him and he’s looking up at u with the sultriest eyes and parted lips as he’s on his knees for u

and boom, his eyes roll back to his head and his body convulses as he cums from just getting degraded

and after that, make him crawl around on all fours while he’s all cute and dazed from his orgasm, and tug on his leash harshly whenever his shaky arms and legs go a little too slow—also, u get to see his drippy cock drip a little path hehe

would it be too much if u were to make him turn around and go back so that he can lick up his mess?

oh wow…ur mind 😵‍💫 the correlation between hannie brainrot and pure genius needs to be studied bc this is making me insane

the way he sings “tell me you hate me” while looking up gets me every time he’d sound so sweet and angelic just like that while begging you to do the filthiest things to him. he looks so pathetic gazing up at you w the hungriest expression and most shameless smile as you tug him around like a misbehaving puppy, and that’s exactly what he wants you to tell him. he wants to hear how gross and pathetic you think he is, and how lucky he is that you’d even pay attention to a dirty mutt like him

jisung touching himself as you talk down to him is so so hot the lil perv absolutely would!! the way his eyes would go half-lidded and his breathing would get heavier and heavier w every insult you throw his way…his mouth falls open w a whiny “please” as you giggle at how his hand only strokes his dick faster each time you call him your pretty little slut, a dumb dirty puppy who only knows how to fuck 🥰 the idea of him cumming from your words alone makes it even better hehe he’s so hungry for any drop of your attention that even your degradation is enough to send him over the edge. it’s so easy to visualize him throwing his head back, showing off his collared throat w his arms writhing around in his restraints as he spills all over his stomach, rocking his hips into the air only to be met w nothing

your messy puppy leaving a trail of his cum all over the floor as you tug him around afterwards, watching him crawl weakly w his arms and legs feeling like jelly <3 i think he’d get hard all over again if you made him lick it up, esp if you pressed your foot down on his head as he does

#ask #💌 hannie #❤️‍🔥

[robinofinashiro]

"it's like your Bonten's mother! how sweet!"

characters/fandom: rindou haitani x reader

request status/note: closed /

pronouns: she-her

"oh my god my eyes are burning," you murmured, trying to stop yourself from continuing to rub them. sanzu gave you a look, insinuating that the smoke was more than likely the problem, "some of us got allergies you dick," you replied, throwing him a few pieces of ash that were on the table.

you weren't very keen on hanging out with sanzu but rin, ran, nor mikey were in the building and your brother was out of the country for the moment with a few of your partners.

between you and sanzu, the two of you acted like siblings that constantly argued with each other. it came off as a surprise to everyone in bonten when you appeared with rin's arm around your shoulder. never in a million years did ran think his dorky younger brother would have bagged you of all people but in his own brotherly way, he was proud.

another big surprise was the life you lived. when rin first saw you, you didn't seem like you were the type to be in such a lifestyle. you had finished up your schooling, even did some college classes and tried to finish up a degree for it but your real lifestyle got in the way of it all and stopped it.

he hadn't realized who you actually were until he got a good look at who were. rindou was shocked to see who your family was and who you were connected to.

-

you were sitting at a table in a bar on the outskirts of Roppongi. you were with a couple of friends that you had met in college. they weren't exactly excited to be at a bar like this but you knew that if all of you minded your business, the patrons who frequented the bar would leave you all alone.

"how did you even hear of a bar like this? it doesn't seem like your type," one of your friends said. you giggled, not wanting to give them the real reason, "oh, uh, my brother comes here all the time with his friends! it's not as bad as it looks, i swear!"

they all remained silent, taking your word for it. you ordered another round of drinks for your table and handed the bartender what seemed like a debit card. you all continued to drink and sing to the songs that were playing through the speakers. being that you came here often under different obligations, you knew this place like the back of your hand; however, certain pair of a eyes had just noticed you for the first time.

rindou and ran had walked into the bar, going immediately to the back to start handling their business. rindou had ordered a couple of beers for all of Bonten when his eyes landed on you. you were laughing at something hysterically, holding the beer against your chest as you tried not to spill it.

ran had noticed his brother was not paying very much attention to the matter at hand but figured he didn't need to pry unless it was extremely distracting.

rin wanted to go up to you, he really did, but figured that you must've ended up at the wrong bar and had no idea what this entire place was actually about. when all of you got up to dance, he noticed what looked like an outline of a tattoo on your shoulder but knew that unless you were in gang affiliated business, tattoo's weren't common with just regular ole' people so it must've been his eyes playing tricks on him.

"rin, are you paying attention or did you come here to just stare at random people all night?" ran exclaimed, snapping his fingers in front of his brother's face. rin rolled his eyes, not bothering to play into his antics and finally composed himself. he knew he had no chance with you and decided to finally stop being a creep.

/

"rendai, do i really have to be here? i'm going to be the only girl in this dong fest," you exclaimed.

he laughed knowing that you were right. you were going to be the only girl in a country mile but you were needed in this situation and there was no way you could have gotten out of it, especially when you held such a high position in your familie's gang.

you picked at your nails, wanting to get this stupid gang fight over with. now that your families number two had stepped down, you were prompted up to be right under your brother. you were making more important decisions for your gang and although it upset you that you'd eventually have to drop your college courses, you knew it was your fate. it wasn't everyday that a girl ranked higher than most men in a gang and you were told from a very young age that you and your brother were eventually going to inherit your families gang.

as you and your brother arrived to the dirty and abandoned parking garage, you noticed several of japan's most prominent gangs in attendance. you greeted those that you had alliances with and didn't spare a second glance at those who you didn't know.

the both of you got comfortable on top of a car and waited for the shitshow to start. you didn't bother to care for who was fighting but you knew that these types of meetups usually meant making some kind of connections with other gangs in the area.

rin, ran, sanzu, and mochi arrived to the scene, scooping out the area and finding a place to sit down at. they had zero need to be in attendance but figured it gave them something to do for the rest of the night. a fight like this never hurt anyone.

as soon as they sat down, rin looked all over the place to see who was here. his eyes widened when he locked eyes on you. what the hell were doing here? several questions ran through his head and he turned to his brother.

"who's the girl and the boy sitting on the car?" he asked. ran chuckled, "that's ( your name ) and rendai, they're brother/sister duo from the ( last name ) family. they're the ones that had taichi killed last year. ( your name ) was the one that called for the death and rendai was the one that executed it," rindou's eyes widened.

the death that ran was talking about shocked almost everyone last year. they heard it was a pretty gruesome death to those who witnessed it but hearing that you were the one who called for it was surprising.

"since when did she become so high in the gang?" he asked. ran shrugged, "i think someone stepped down and she immediately was put into his place. she's pretty sadistic from what i heard from others. negotiations are pretty hard to come across with them in general so not many of the people here know them well. plus, she does the dirty work others don't want to do without actually having to do it herself so you can see why they're successfull."

as the fight started, you kicked your legs up, laughing at how ridiculous these men looked. you knew that nothing was going to come out of it besides bragging rights so you when you locked eyes with a blond and blue haired boy, you smiled at him shyly. rin shot you a head nod before looking over to ran.

"i say we start some negotiations with them," he stated. ran shrugged, "i don't know, ask mikey about that, " he replied. rin nodded as you jumped off the car when you realized that the fight was coming closer to you and your brother.

you gave the men in the fight a dirty look as a few specs of dust got on your clothes.

"watch where the fuck you're going you dumb fuck, i really don't need to involve my people over this useless fight."

rin laughed seeing the way you jumped onto a different cars hood and wiped yourself off. you crossed your legs and leaned against your brothers shoulder, wanting to fall asleep but fought against it.

-

from that day on, it become history. bonten and your family were bonded through yours and rin's relationship making the tokyo gang scene a lot more scarier now that your gangs were somewhat combined.

"by the way, where is rin and the rest of them? they were supposed to be here an hour ago," sanzu pointed to the garage insinuating that they were following through with a drug deal that had went wrong. you nodded, "ugh, it doesn't take this long for a punishment. i'll be right back."

sanzu shot right up, trying to stop you but you grabbed your gun from the back of your pocket and walked into the room.

"rin, we're going to be late for our date tonight if you continue your little torture game," mikey chuckled as he and ran looked to half dead man sitting in the chair. you aimed your gun at the mans chest and shot off a singular bullet to his chest making his body hit the floor instantly, "see, it's all done, now lets go before i fall asleep talking to sanzu."

ran shook his head in slight disbelief. he never understood how you were able to do such insane things like quite literally murdering a man without hesitation and act like it was second nature.

"are they coming over later for dinner? if they are, i need to stop at the store after lunch," you stated to rin. he nodded in agreement as you felt ran's shoulder come across your shoulder, "it's like your Bonten's mother! how sweet!" he teased.

you gave him a look, wanting to say something sarcastic but rin had beat you to it. he started screaming at his brother to take his filthy hands off of you. you looked to mikey, shaking your head in disbelief as he laughed at how ridiculous the two brothers were being.

#tokrev #tokyo revengers #tokyorev #tokyo revengers imagine #rindo haitani #rindo x reader #rindo haitani imagine #rindou x y/n #rindou x reader #rindou x you

[moongumi]

⁀➷ ∵  ❝ why the fuck are you here? ❞

suna x fem!reader

⟶ cw. dickhead!suna, enemies, volleyball player!suna, college/uni!au, shit talking, drunk people, drinking, handjob, oral (m), voyeurism, public sex, sloppy seconds, unprotected sex, riding, ft. atsumu + more

⟶ note. unedited for now

typically you wouldn't find yourself amongst these kinds of people. definitely not a large group of overly attractive college volleyball players. random girls gawked when they walked through the door.

your friend had to go and get herself a jock boyfriend from a different school and drag you with her. "you're my best friend you have to come, i'll be real sad if you don't." you'd rather be home watching random shows on your laptop and drinking than this, but at least there was alcohol–lots of it, the boys are also paying so win win.

you were daunting seeing a specific person. somehow even within this new friend group you're forced into, you've already made an enemy.

"what the fuck are you doing here?" his voice is quiet over the others singing to a random kpop song in the middle of the room. you hide in the leather seats at the back, darkly lit hoping no one would come and bother you as you chug cocktails.

you scoff, "the fuck are you, who invited you?"

"no, who invited you?" rintaro sneers, looking around as if you knew no one.

you rolled your eyes pointing at your bestfriend singing her heart out with osamu, "my bestfriend, it's her birthday? idiot." your words are slurred and messy. rin's face barely noticeable in the neon swirling lights that blinked and flashed across his face, his really pretty but annoying face.

"whatever." he sits himself next to you, having a drink. it seemed to be completely vodka, it stinks like it. but you can't even tell what colour it was, the room was covered in a sheen of rainbow. "your friend's party and you're not partying, very like yourself."

"shut up, i hate karaoke."

rin chuckles, "tsk, i can at least agree to that. but you look fucking miserable."

"that obvious?" you rolled your eyes, finishing off another drink. you weren't keeping count but picked up the tablet to continue to order more, maybe something in a big pint or jug.

rin had other ideas, he rips the tablet off you. tossing it over his leg to the other side. his thighs in those really tight cargos scrape your bare legs only covered by tights and a tight black skirt. "you've had enough."

"who the fuck are you to say that?"

rin runs a hand through his hair. shrugging. god, he annoys you. "at least don't fucking blackout on your friend's birthday."

you groaned loudly, throwing your head back. rin shifts his weight, somewhat trying to cover up his crotch from your view but it was beyond late. you noticed it already, you can see it very clearly.

you laughed. now at this distance you can see the hue in his cheeks darken. "why are you hard, rin."

"shut the fuck up." he hisses out your name, looking around as if anyone would hear. whoever was singing right now was practically shrieking, their voice could fucking cut glass.

his palm pushes the middle of his pants down. his eyes flicker towards yours. you lay comfortably in the large sofa. knees up to your chest, that skirt had risen all the way exposing your cheeks. your top had a boob window and fuck, he tries so hard to not stare.

the way you look at him, mocking, teasing him. fucking annoying yet so hot. the light flashes, he sees you bite your lip and smirk at him.

"only virgins get hard over a little moan like that." his face doesn't change when you say that. and it clicks. "you're fucking virgin–rintaro suna, my god, you're joking."

god, he wanted to choke you out, make you shut up. your plump lips echoing out your laughter, making his ears itch. his lips twitch and he reaches for your neck and grasps it.

his lips skim your ear, "shut up before i make you."

"what exactly are you threatening me with, rin. i enjoy a bit of choking when i'm being fucked if i'm honest." your drunk self just exposing your kinks right infront of him. his eyes widen, his cock twitches. fuck, what the fuck.

maybe it was because you were drunk that he was finding you hot. no, you were talking shit like always but, it felt different this time. his erection presses into your knee, bending it towards you more.

"rin." you teased, feeling some sort of way. maybe it was the power you had over him right now, it seemed like you could do whatever you wanted right now. you reach for his bulge, feeling the size. "oh, hefty boy, huh?"

"sh–shut, u-up." he chokes, taking his bottom lip between his teeth holding back his groans.

alcohol seemingly always made you horny. "take your pants off, let me see it."

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he's whiny, complaining a lot. even if your throat was choking on his cock. "holy fuck, you're a lot hotter when you can't talk."

"s–shut, your–fucking mouth," you mumble through breaths as you bobbed your head on his wet shaft.

his mouth parts, letting out breathy grunts as he lays over the couch with you between his legs. his head rests on the armrest. he's only got his pants half off, maybe he was worried someone would see but everyone was too drunk to even notice what was happening right behind them. to be fair, the table was covering what you were doing to him, anyone else could really only see rin's head and your ass in the air.

"you're lasting a while for a virgin." you admit, stroking his cock, feeling the ridge of his cockhead as you did whilst your lips took a break.

rin groans, his fingers threading into your scalp, "can you just keep going and shut your mouth again."

"rude," you grunt, lazily pumping him in annoyance.

rin picks up his head, noticing this. his fingers pull on the base of your hair making you look up at him, "please?"

you liked that, you've never heard it before. "sorry what? can't hear you, pretty boy."

he hisses, when you tighten your grip. his cock wet with precum and drool. "please, keep sucking me off."

"good boy."

it doesn't take long, he's louder now. gripping harder and begging for it. "hmfp, please, please–fuck, let me cum in your mouth, fuck."

you chuckle to yourself, flattening your tongue more and taking him deeper as a signal. he thrusts real hard, a few ruts and he busts his load down your throat. a lot of it.

you wipe the corner of your lips, "first time?"

"something like that." he zips his pants, tucking his lips between his teeth again. he can't meet your eyes.

you grab his cheeks in your hand, squeezing the red apples between your fingers, "cute. lots of cum, typical of a virgin."

"fuck you."

a slow clap is heard from behind and you snap your head towards it. atsumu sits in the corner box of the sofa, "i'm so fucking glad i saw the entire thing. you got your panties all wet, hm?"

you grin, turning towards him, "oh ops, help me out then, 'tsumu?"

atsumu's lips curled into a wide smile, so pretty. "fuck, yea, hop on."

if only you could see the look on rin's face right now. full of fucking jealousy. god he hates you. he hates how you made him feel since the first day he saw you. he hates how all the boys think you're cute. he hated you more knowing you've fucked some of them, before fucking him. he always wanted it to be him.

mostly he hated himself how he couldn't get the guts to just act like his friends, casually ask for sex like that. he hates being a virgin. he hates how they're so dominate with you yet he loved it when you were calling him cute, pretty and especially calling him a good boy. fuck.

he had to just sit there and watch his friend fuck you, his cock growing angrier the more you bounced on atsumu's thick cock–moaning out his name and kissing him. he fucks you so well, rin only hopes he could do the same if given the chance.

© moongumi 2022. all rights reserved, do not copy and publish my writing anywhere else.

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[animeyanderelover]

Request: Can I request Black Butler characters with a singer s/o?

Tw: Yandere themes, unhealthy mindset, unhealthy relationship, possessive behavior, obsession, stalking, abduction

Singer s/o

Sebastian Michaelis

🐈‍⬛​He truly has been blessed with a lovely mate, hasn't he? He's lived a long life and has witnessed how music has evolved over time yet it has been so far only slightly interesting for him. With his s/o being a singer though, Sebastian pays more attention to their music and their voice. He's a good amount of the day busy with his young master but when he has time, he normally ends up stalking his darling and when they hold a concert somewhere near, he tries to make some time so he can attend to their little show. If you plan to travel around, the demon makes sure to sabotage all sort of scenarios and causes all sort of mischief to ensure that you stay.

🐈‍⬛​He craves some sort of interaction though so pretty soon he makes it a point to bump into you and introduces himself as someone very educated in music, which he is. Sebastian most likely convinces his darling to sing a bit for him and riles them a bit up by nagging about a few minor mistakes they've made. Somehow you find yourself soon after spending more time with him where he coaches you a bit and to your surprise and annoyance he indeed knows what he's talking about. The demon has a good voice, is amused when you try to ask him if he'd be interested in a duet with you. He's smug about it as well.

Mey Rin

👓​She didn't even know about you that much before aside from some talk under the people but when she heard your voice for the first time, she was mesmerized. Mey Rin turns into a fan soon after and when she hears that you hold a small concert somewhere, she always asks her young master if she can take a few hours off to attend to your show. She's a bit shy whenever you two make eye contact and is quick to look away with a blush on her cheeks though she can't deny the pang of jealousy she feels when you have some close interaction with other fans. The woman ends up gushing about you openly to the other servants at one point, sings praises about you and tries to convince them to become fans of you as well.

👓​She is always humming one of your songs when she works as she has memorized them as much as she could, you're constantly on her mind to the point where she starts daydreaming. If she by any chance ends up seeing you outside of a concert, she approaches you instantly though she lightly stutters her compliments since she's flustered to be that close to you. Might use her clumsiness to her advantage, especially if other fans start interrupting your moment together. She just wants attention when she has you for herself like this.

Grell Sutcliff

🟥​Grell likes things like blood more, music was never a subject she was very passionate about. Something about you though just snatched her heart away, she just couldn't help herself! You're such a charming and talented darling after all! Very obsessed with her little singer, she is stalking them on a daily base whenever she isn't busy with work and snaps photos with a camera she has stolen somewhere. Not afraid to break in your house and steal some accessory for herself. Likely sends you letters and fanpost where she rambles about how great you are and how much she adores you though you might end up being quite creeped out and frightened instead.

🟥​She's singing your songs with an unmatched passion and if she is working with Ronald or William on a mission, they have to literally tape her mouth to have her shut up. Because she's singing your songs all the time, she never gets tired of it either. At one point Grell starts to imagine how it would be if you two would write songs for each other and would sing them as a duo together. This thought inspires her to attempt songwriting herself and obviously she sends you those lyrics in which she has poured her feelings into. There is a high risk that she might kill fans who are a bit obsessed with you as well and annoy you. How dare they to sniffle around in your privacy? Only she can do that since she sincerely loves you.

Undertaker

⚰️​It's less your voice and your songs that draw him in, it's your personality. Initially Undertaker just seeks you out since you're such a entertaining human who helps him to get rid of his boredom for a while. When that interest starts sparking into an obsession though, Undertaker can't leave you alone anymore for the life of him. He starts gaining interest in your song and music, even realizes that he finds your voice to be quite lovely and soothing so he decides to go when he knows that you sing somewhere even if he stays a bit more hidden since his appearance draws attention to him. He's aware that there might be some people who are too persistent with meeting you.

⚰️​Some might even stalk you so he scares anyone away who might creep you out. Undertaker knows that he's being a hypocrite since he is literally doing the same thing but he's way too possessive and protective to stop. Longs to be alone with you though so he might end up sabotaging a few things which lead you to hiding in his store and asking him to help you to hide from a few fans which are hunting you down. Obviously he'll gladly help you, shoos away everyone who enters his shop in search of you and closes his store shortly after to truly have some time alone with you. By now he adores your voice so he ask you to sing a song only for him when you two are alone.

Joker

🤡​It's quite a coincidence that his circus happens to stop in the town where you are currently performing your songs yet neither you nor Joker think initially much of it. It's more by acident that he passes by and hears you singing during a performance on the streets but he stops since your voice is pleasant to listen at. You're initially more curious than he is though since he is the leader of a circus and since you seem affable enough, he invites you over to watch one of his shows. His eyes are a bit more on you during the show and there is a certain pride in the way your eyes lit up and as soon as the show is over, you come over and tell him and the other members that you had a great time.

🤡​You return the favor though and invite him and his friends to one of your small concerts. Joker and you get closer from that point on and his feelings grow everyday. Suddenly he is more possessive and often wants you to join him in preparations for the next show and never fails to invite you to every performance he holds. Time is running short and he is painfully aware of that so one day he suddenly asks you if you'd be interested to join his circus. Both of you are artists so you two might as well tour together, he'll make sure that you'll have your spotlight. Joker is paranoid so if you don't agree, he'll end up abducting you.

Snake

⚕️​Snake is a huge fan of his darling since their voice soothes him and they also seem like a genuinely sweet person yet he is a bit too anti-social and shy to attend a concert. The young man is afraid that he will end up scaring you since he always has his snakes with you and looks in general different from your ordinary fans. The thought of you being disgusted by his appearance is already enough to hurt him so when you do hold a concert, he ends up standing far away and just peering at you having fun. He talks seldom yet sometimes a few other servants hear him mumbling very softly the lyrics to your song but if he notices that they can hear him, he blushes in embarrassment and stops.

⚕️​His snakes sneak inside your house and drag some personal belongings back. Initially Snake asks them to bring those things back to you but his friends are sly and manipulative so they end up convincing him to keep everything they bring him. He ends up with a small collection which he treasures very much and hides from everyone, if something smells like you he cuddles it when he wants to sleep. His snakes are already busily trying to advice him to just take you but he refuses, he sort of knows that your disappearance would draw too much attention since you're not unknown. If Mey Rin, Finny and Bardroy find out about his crush, they'll end up dragging him to a concert so he can see you in person.

Lau

🚢​For Lau his darling is truly a wonderful delight. They're so precious after all. They might not be the most famous yet but he greatly admires how hard they work to achieve their goal. He prides himself in being one of their very first fans, sends Ran Mao out to spy on s/o and gather information. He seems to always be around when you hold a small concert on the streets, claps the loudest and makes sure to compliment you whenever you finish your performance for which you feel grateful. Occasionally he even brings you small presents which he insists you to accept, no matter what. The man is goofy yet charming as he gives you his support.

🚢​If you would gain more fame and start having more fans, Lau would end up feeling a bit more annoyed. It's harder to have a nice chat with you now that you have a bigger amount of fans and you wind up to be more busy. Another problem is that some fans don't know any boundaries though Lau lets Ran Mao take care of every stupid person that tries to break into your house or chases after you. He's patient but if you ignore him too much or plan on having a tour around the country, Lau will make the decision to abduct you from the publicy. He has some less legal connections and Ran Mao after all, the attention your disappearance would receive isn't endangering him.

Ran Mao

🌺​A huge stalker who seemingly always watches her darling, no matter where they are, breaks into their room and steals things. She's pretty obsessed with her darling and Lau notices pretty early on that she likes someone even if she doesn't talk too much. He's quite supportive despite knowing that she is obsessed, Ran Mao is like a little sister to him after all. He lets her stalk you and makes sure to inform her when you hold a concert so she can make the time to go and watch you performing. She's a very quiet individual herself but sometimes she hums the melody of your songs though she thinks no one can sing better than you.

🌺​Stares at everyone who says that you aren't that good and she might even use her unbelievable strength to force that person to take those words back since she won't allow anyone to talk bad about you. In general very violent when it comes to people who are too affectionate with you or constantly follow you around against your will. Not when she adores you as much as she does. Thanks to Lau, she is soon introduced to you and able to see you very often in person. She's very clingy from the get-go, her arms are constantly wrapped around you and she doesn't care if she could cause a misunderstanding whilst being so overly affectionate with you.

Prince Soma

🍛​Saw you only once and heard your voice only once but fell instantly in love with you. Soma falls hard and he falls fast, declares you to be the best and most loveliest person in the world. Adores and loves your voice since it's the most beautiful voice in the world and constantly gushes about you with everyone who is currently with him, most of the time Agni. Throws a tantrum when someone doesn't seem to agree with him and thinks that there are better singers than you, he's extremely upset and Agni has to hold him back from ranting and raving to the person for hours. If he knows that you'll hold a performance, he's extremely excited and literally pulls Agni along with him if he's too slow for Soma's taste.

🍛​Since Soma is very extroverted he doesn't have any shyness in him and seeks you out after a concert to introduce himself and compliment you with stars in his eyes. Overly friendly and affectionate as he is very touchy and buys you constantly gifts. The prince is delusional, every glance you give him during a concert and every smile you have when he gifts you something are signs for him that you seem to return his feelings even if you're just friendly and polite. At one point he starts telling others that he is in a relationship with you since he wholeheartedly believes that, doesn't even leave you time to clear the misunderstanding since he won't listen nor accept your words.

Charles Grey

🤺​He lives in a higher class so he has seen quite a few singers who were hired for fesitivals and balls yet most of them were rather boring to talk with. He does admit that you have a very sweet voice though but what pleasantly surprises him that you aren't just another bland person. Rather you're ambitious, unique and interesting so Charles decides to actually keep the conversation going since he enjoys it. Even after the ball is over and you leave, he sort of keeps an ear and eye open for you. He surprises you by actually visiting a smaller concert of yours which isn't held in the high class and always recommends you for any parties.

🤺​At one point he insists to always hire you, sometimes even only for private purposes of performing only for him. He pays you good though so you don't have a reason to refuse him. His gaze lingers longer and longer on you and he starts to flirt all of a sudden with you alongside with an increase of affectionate gestures. Clothes, jewels, compliments, kisses on the hand and invitations to dine with him are suddenly thrown in your direction and his intention to court you become pretty obvious. If you point it out to him, Charles has no shame to boast about himself and how he is the best choice. His gentlemanly facade aside, you shouldn't reject him since your influence pales in comparison to his.

#yandere black butler #yandere kuroshitsuji #yandere sebastian #yandere sebastian michaelis #yandere mey rin #yandere grell #yandere grell sutcliff #yandere undertaker #yandere joker #yandere snake #yandere lau #yandere ran mao #yandere soma #yandere prince soma #yandere soma asman kadar #yandere charles #yandere charles grey

[the-letter-horror-lover]

Make a joyful noise

grelleswife

Summary:

In which the mortal Phantomhive servants sing Christmas carols, and a demon observes.

Notes:

For CosmicLion.

A belated gift for cosmiclion on Tumblr; I hope you enjoy! >w<

Although this oneshot was written in complete and utter disregard for the canon timeline, I envision it happening shortly before the servants' first Christmas together (hence Finny's ignorance about carols at the beginning of the story)

(See the end of the work for more notes.)

Work Text:

“The fiiiiirst Noeeeel the angel did saaaay…”

Bard has the kitchen to himself while he mashes potatoes for tonight’s dinner. But that gets damn boring when you’re all on your lonesome, and Christmas is just around the corner…might as well add a little music to the mix. Spice things up.

Out of nowhere, a familiar voice interrupts his solo performance, and the startled chef nearly drops his bowl on the floor.

"What song is that, Bard? It's very pretty."

“Blimey, Finny! Ya can’t sneak up on a guy like that,” he protests, though the former soldier knows he shoulda been paying more attention. A Phantomhive servant has to be vigilant and ready for action, day or night. At least Mr. Sebastian hadn’t caught Bard fooling around…he’d have been in the hot seat for sure!

The chef turns to meet a pair of bright, inquisitive eyes, greener than summer leaves at high noon. He's just as taken aback by the compliment (Bard ain’t gonna be heard at the Royal Opera House any time soon) as he is by the question. It's a common enough tune.

Then again, Finny's different from most kids. Growing up, his world was lit by harsh, artificial lights and constricted by blank, white walls. Scalpels that laid you open like a machine whose parts could be reassembled and tampered with at will, needles filled with garish-colored fluids that set your veins on fire, monotonous, indifferent voices that called you by number (never your name; you didn't have one), the sterile reek of disinfectant, and the dull, throbbing, ever-present ache of fear that you wore like a second skin: These were the motifs that had played endlessly throughout his childhood. Music withered and died in places like that.

“It's a carol," Bard answers at last.

"Car-ol?"

Finny spaces out the syllables a tad, and cocks his head to one side like a puppy hearing an unfamiliar command.

"Uh...a type of song you sing around Christmastime. They're usually about the birth of baby Jesus, or the choirs o' angels, or summat. Sometimes you get a bunch of your mates and go door t'door, singin' different carols to lift folks' spirits. Me 'n my pals in the army would sing 'em together sometimes, to make the winter nights feel a little less cold."

The chef pauses and clears his throat. Bard's not one for religion—he's seen too much senseless death and violence to trust airy-fairy promises of glory on high—but those songs are special.

He learned most of the carols he knows from his ma, before the arrows of illness and misfortune struck down his kin and left Bard to fend for himself. They’re among the closest things he has to family heirlooms, like good-luck charms he carries in his pocket. And there are others he learned from fellow soldiers, whose melodies live on in his mind long after an enemy bullet or sudden explosion sent those men to their eternal rest beneath the earth.

“Ooo! That sounds like lots of fun. Could you teach them to me, Bard? Please? I want to sing carols, too!” Finny chirps, beaming with excitement.

The chef pensively scratches his stubble, then grins.

“Uh…sure. I don’t see why not. But let’s make sure Mr. Sebastian doesn’t spot us. You know how he gets when he thinks we ain’t workin’ hard enough.”

He and Finny are lustily belting out the third verse, potatoes completely forgotten, when Mey Rin walks in.

“Thought I should check an’ see what all the commotion’s about, yes I did,” she says, blinking owlishly at the pair from behind her spectacles.

Bard laughs awkwardly and rubs the back of his neck.

“Aw, it warn’t nothin’, Mey. We were just—"

“Bard’s teaching me a Christmas carol!” Finny declares, looking pleased as punch.

Mey Rin’s face lights up in recognition.

“Ohh…that was ‘tha first noel,’ it was!”

“You and Bard are both so smart. Between the two of you, I bet you know all the carols in the world!” Finny gushes, eyes wide with that awe that makes the chef feel like a wise older brother.

“Well…actually, I never learned all that many, no I didn’t. The people I used to work for weren’t—didn’t care much for peace on earth an’ goodwill,” Mey Rin answers slowly, her gaze turning dark. The maid tends to be close-mouthed about her past, but from what Bard’s pieced together based on the occasional detail she’s let slip, Mey used to work as an assassin for a rotten crowd of bastards who’d slit their own mothers’ throats if it turned a profit.

“But at this time of year, when I wasn’t busy with…assignments, I used to bundle up and walk the streets by meself, to watch the snow fall an’ take my mind off things. Every now an’ then I’d pass by groups of people who sang songs like that, about stars an’ angels an’ the babe in the manger. Cheered a body, it did,” she says wistfully, and her eyes mist over.

“Though ‘s far as I can recall, they had the gents and the ladies singin’ different parts, they did,” the maid continues.

“Harmony, y’mean?” Bard asks. He thinks that’s the word for it.

“Oo, oo! We should do that, Bard! Singing carols would be even more fun that way!” Finny exclaims.

Bard crosses his arms and frowns. They'd probably need the actual, written score to figure that out. Mr. Sebastian and the young master can look at a bunch of black squiggles on a page and know exactly which notes to play. But the chef, who wasn’t born with a silver spoon in his mouth (to put it politely) never had the chance to get that kind of training. Hell, he doesn’t even know if they have a book of Christmas music lying around the manor, though the library’s certainly big enough.

“Er…maybe we could have a go at the pianner once we’re done fer the evenin’ and see if we can pick out the different parts by ear…but I dunno that much about ticklin’ the ivories…”

“Ho, ho. What’s this I hear about bocchan’s grand piano?” someone enquires.

The servants swing around to see Tanaka peacefully sipping tea in a corner.

“Huh?!” Mey Rin squeaks.

“When did you get there, Mr. Tanaka?” asks the perplexed gardener.

The steward merely gives him an affable smile.

“In my own good time, dear boy,” he chuckles.

Bard shakes his head ruefully. Tanaka’s a sly old codger, that’s for sure.

“Y’see, I was teachin’ Finny a coupla Christmas carols. We’d like Mey Rin to join, too, so we could have a chorus, but, uh…we don’t know th’ harmony,” he explains.

“Ah.”

Tanaka’s face acquires a dreamlike cast, as if he’s staring through the tattered veil of years to behold a scene invisible to all eyes save his.

“I may not be an expert musician, but I’ve played the pianoforte at many a Phantomhive Christmas party. I’m happy to provide accompaniment, if you’d like.”

“Thank yer, Tanaka!” Bard grins, and Mey Rin and Finny are quick to give their assent.

And that is why, when the moon gleams like a pearlescent tear fallen from Nyx’s dark eye, and the young master has been put to bed, Sebastian Michaelis hears a strain of music floating towards him from the parlor.

“What on earth are they up to?” he mutters to himself, unobtrusively peeking around the door to observe without their noticing.

Tanaka is seated at the pianoforte, atop which a few mounted candles burn to give him light by which to read the sheet music for “The First Noel.” He and the other servants are singing in four-part harmony. The demon can clearly distinguish each voice.

Bard’s, roughened and raspy from cigarette smoke, yet confident and filled with gruff sincerity.

Mey Rin’s, sweet and pure as the starlight that guided the Magi.

Finny’s, whose youthful joie de vivre reminds the ancient demon of a swallow’s exuberant flight.

Tanaka’s, cracked and quavering, but retaining a trace of the luster it must have possessed in his prime, like a battered sword that has not yet lost its shine.

They aren’t breathing from the diaphragm as they ought. Their cutoffs are ragged at best, and their intonation at times leaves much to be desired.

They stand close together, shoulder to shoulder, carefree, laughing. Their happiness pervades the room like fragrant incense wafting through the Byzantine churches Sebastian remembers from bygone days in Constantinople. His devilish gaze perceives the golden threads of trust and friendship that bind them, and which through a series of small kindnesses and fleeting moments like this one will be woven into a vast tapestry of love.

“Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel…Born is the king of Israel!”

It’s ephemeral, this little interlude, but Sebastian realizes he doesn’t want it to end.

A beast of shadow and insatiable hunger like himself has no business intruding upon their joy, lest he blight it. But he treasures the gladsome sound, and ponders it deep in his heart, as Mary did the mysteries of her only begotten son.

Notes:

Title taken from Psalm 100:1 "Make a joyful noise unto the Lord, all ye lands (King James Version)

"But he treasures the gladsome sound, and ponders it deep in his heart, as Mary did the mysteries of her only begotten son.": This is a reference to Luke 2:19: "But Mary kept all these things, and pondered them in her heart" (King James Version), in which Mary reflects on the miracles that occurred on the night of the Nativity.

Happily Ever After?

ALPHAwolf

Summary:

Once upon a victorian time, in a mansion far far away...

An insane attempt to get Undertaker to talk leads to a wild show of skit plays and even more crazy pairings. Featuring timeless tales like red riding hood, repunzel, the princess and the frog and the three bears performed by the beloved characters of Kuroshitsuji, be captivated and confused by these intriguing tales of miss-told fantasies with a twist.

Notes:

I hope this makes you lol like it made me lol XD All the usual disclaimers! Enjoy!

(See the end of the work for more notes.)

Work Text:

Once upon a Victorian time, in a mansion far far away...

"Once upon a time, in a faraway land, there lived a young girl, clothed in a beautiful red hood."

Alois walked through the forest carrying a basket, a red hood over his head.

"I should have been Red! Look at me! That boy completely ruins that beautiful cloak!" Alois rolled his eyes and looked to Grell, whom had made himself present beside the narrator, his whiny voice pushing the same argument he had been unable to win since the director/narrator had begun casting yesterday.

"And he's not even a she! I am far more suited for the role-ooouff!" Now safely under Sebastian's shoe, face smushed into the ground, the narrator closed her book momentarily and looked down from where she was sitting.

"I have already explained why you were not suited for this role Mr. Suitcliff. YOU'RE NOT CUTE ENOUGH!" Grell coward from Elizabeth's deadly outburst and passionately dangerous eyes. How could someone so dedicated to being the definition of cute suddenly become so terrifying?

Elizabeth immediately smiled again and returned to the story.

"Because of her beautiful crimson hood she was called Little Red Riding Hood. One day, while on a journey through the woods to her sickly grandmother, Little Red Riding Hood had the feeling she was being followed."

Alois walked on through the woods, looking to the shadows in the trees behind and before him, fearing paranoia as they seemed to move. Desperate to leave the suddenly creepy woods he sped up his pace.

"In these woods there lived the Big Bad Wolf. He stalked the little girl quietly, seeking to eat the girl and the goodies in her basket. Which she should not have been eating herself!" Alois spat out the cookie in his mouth and smiled nervously before taking a swig of the wine and packing everything back safely in the basket.

"Out of the shadows the wolf appeared before her-"

"HOLY SHIT! Back animal!" Claude, dressed in a black fluffy suit, tail and ears, cringed as Alois beat him with his basket, attacking with vigour. "Get away from me you ugly fucking-!"

"The young naive girl foolishly greeted him and easily fell for his trickery!!!" Alois stopped and looked to the narrator while the 'Big Bad Wolf', beaten to the ground, crawled a distance back and stood back up, brushing himself off.

"Oh... sorry." Claude nodded and Alois straightened himself up, putting the hood back on his head.

"Well hello there young child, where might you be headed all alone in the forest?"

"Ugh, when did Claude become a pedo covered in hair?" Alois mumbled in annoyance.

"Stick to the script! Says Emily." Alois poked his tongue out to Snake who hid under a bush with the script, along with his many slithering friends.

"See, a fabulous actress, such as myself, would never make such a mistake." Grell commented, swishing his hair away with his hand. Elizabeth smiled sweetly before slamming her book shut and standing. Grell remained unaware as she walked up behind him.

"Oouff!" His face slammed into the floor after Elizabeth’s blow to the back of his head with the enormous book of Fairy Tales.

"Um, E-Elizabeth-"

"Oh Ciel, CALL ME LIZZY!" Ciel cringed backwards, holding the axe on his shoulder that little bit tighter. Damn woman must have been ovulating.

"L-Lizzy, perhaps we should return to the story?"

"Oh of course Ciel! You look soooo cuute in that lumberjack uniform!" Ciel's eye twitched and he quickly returned to his post, dreading his turn to act. At least he got to cut Claude open, which he planned to do thoroughly.

Claude coughed to catch the narrator’s attention and the tale continued.

Snake egged Alois on, who was busy taking another swig from the wine skin. The blond quickly wiped his lips clean and recalled his lines.

"I'm off to my sickly grandmother who lives by the lake to deliver her some sweets."

"Well, perhaps your Grandmother would like some flowers?" Claud suggested, exposing a field of flowers to their left.

"I suppose... but it's off the path..." Everyone waited as Alois twisted a lock of hair, showing no interest in going to pick flowers.

"I saw blue bells over there." Claude pointed to a path of grass barely visible past the trees.

"Ohh!" Alois dashed off without warning to look for the flowers he favoured.

"And so, Red Riding Hood went to pick flowers for her Grandmother as The Big Bad Wolf went off to execute his plan." Elizabeth said from her cushioned seat.

"Execute my ass. Lying bastard, there aren't any blue bells. I can't believe I let Ciel talk me into this. I better get a damn good reward, and a whole bouquet of blue bells."

Ciel groaned and whispered too quiet for anyone to hear. "Sebastian, find the damn idiot blue bells."

"Yes Master." The demon replied before wandering off.

"The girl continued on to her grandmothers, arriving to the quiet little cottage in no time and knocking on the door." Not bothering to knock Alois swung the door open and walked in.

"Grandma, bought your shit."

"My thanks, child."

"You look weird, worse than a dog's ass. And what a deep voice you have!" Alois said the last part dramatically, the only part actually on the script.

"The better to greet you with."

"Bull shit." He muttered. "Goodness! What bright eyes you have!"

"The better to see you with."

"And what big hands you have~" Alois said seductively, flaunting over to his 'Grandmothers' bedside, slut switch suddenly flicked on.

"The better to grab-I mean, hug you with"

"Ohh, 'Grandmother'~ What a big mouth you have" Alois said with a wink sitting down beside Claude, his hand inching towards the other.

"The better to eat you with!" Claude jumped up and slammed Alois down on the bed, and proceeded to eat him.

"Ahhh! Woah-Ohh! Claude! Oh! Ah-Ha! C-Claude!"

"A lumberjack nearby heard the struggle and broke down the door!"

"Ugh." Ciel opened the door, doubting he could break it down anyway, and tried to hide his disgust at how much Alois appeared to be enjoying Claude trying to eat him. Especially since the demon actually looked ready too, great sharp maws wide and far more deadly than any wolves. It appeared he couldn't get a good bite as the blond wouldn't sit still and kept making the attack seem sexual.

"The woodcutter confronted the wolf and cut his stomach open with his axe!"

"He-Hey Ciel~! Woah! Steady there Claude~"

"Ugh, help me hold him down idiot." Ciel attempted to climb on the bed with the other two, axe in hand to cut open Claude.

"My pleasure!" Alois sat on Claude's chest, holding down the demon’s arms. "Oh! Watch your hands mister wood cutter~ I don't have wood till the morning~"

"Shut up you damn tart."

"Tart? After the way you were eating that strawberry tart earlier on set? Treat me like that and I'll gladly be a tart~"

"Shut up Alois." Ciel growled through clenched teeth as he slowly sliced the demons costume down the centre.

"The heroic, cute, amazing wood cutter sliced the monster open! Releasing the unharmed grandmother and killing the evil beast!" Claude played dead while Ciel assisted Hannah out of the costume.

Alois scoffed and pushed her out the way.

"Hurry up bitch and pour me wine!"

"Yes, your Highness." Hannah replied, bowing.

"And they all lived happily ever after! The end!" Claude, Ciel, Hannah, and Alois all bowed before leaving the cottage set, Hannah rushing after her Master with a glass of wine as he had requested. The scarlet curtains closed on the open stage and the actors departed to the dressing rooms, which were actually carriages.

"That was horrendous." William commented, pushing up his glasses.

"It lacked true quality and beauty! The costumes where fabulous though!" Viscount Druitt agreed dramatically, standing in the small crowd, spotlight and floating petals automatically shrouding him.

"Of course! I made them!" Miss Nina Hopkins proudly stated.

"It would have been far better with me in it!" Grell complained.

"They did their best!" Elizabeth argued, flipping the books pages to the contents in order to find the next fairy tale they were to perform.

"I think it was rather thrilling."

"Y-Y\your Highness! When did you arrive?" The hip looking silver haired old-woman sat behind them all on a large royal looking armchair that had somehow appeared, her three guards behind her.

"I came to see the boy for a visit and found him busy playing. A wonderful set up I must say. I told you it wouldn't be a waste of a trip, Grey." Earl Grey rolled his eyes childishly in defeat.

"Thank you your majesty." Elizabeth said bowing.

"If only Albert were here to see. Oh Albert!" The Queen then broke into tears, making everyone highly uncomfortable. Her goggled assistant then rushed to her side with his Albert hand-puppet.

"Perhaps you should go get dressed for your part in the next play, Mr Suitcliff?" Lau commented before taking a puff of his pipe, then offering it to Ran-Mao who sat on his lap.

"It is LADY Suitcliff! And I shall dazzle you all with my style and finesse." Grell then strutted off in direction of the dressing carriages.

"Finesse? Does he know what that is?" Bard asked, the words meaning lost to him also.

"He knows what it means, Grell-senpie just can't really do it." Ronald explained from where he sat beside William on his lawnmower.

The stage set up outside the Phantomhive mansion lit, Elizabeth seated on the stages side on an oversized comfortable armchair holding the fairy tale book. All the guests, invited or not, turned their attention to the next performance.

The red curtains parted to reveal the new setting, so skillfully set in record time by the two demon butlers and demon maid. A tall tower stood where the cottage had been, a thorny forest surrounding it.

"Once upon a time there lived a beautiful princess, with hair like silk and long as the tallest tower. In her younger years a witch had used her trickery to convince her parents the only way to find the right ruler for the land was to lock the princess away till a prince found her and the two fell in love. Therefore the princess was locked away from the world up in the tallest tower, in a forest shrouded in thorns. Her name was Rapunzel, and tales of her beauty had spread through the land, but none had come to her aid as of yet."

"Oh my prince! When shall we meet! When shall you save me my darling!" Grell leaned on tower window dramatically, sighing sadly and looking out to the forest.

A sword cut through the thorns onto the stage, and Grell watched excitedly as his prince entered, rather clumsily. Ciel finally got through the foliage, causing Elizabeth to drool from his adorably cute prince garb.

The prince and princess stared at each other in confusion.

"THIS is my prince? What the hell?!"

"Well I'm the one scripted, what the hell did you do with the real Rapunzel, witch?"

"Just go with it, says Webster." Snake said from under a bush.

"This puny thing!? Nu uh, I want a real man thank you very much."

"Man my ass. Bloody demon." William muttered in the crowd.

"Sebastian's busy. What did you do with the REAL Rapunzel scripted?"

"Tch, the blond boys tied up in the long-haired wig back in the dressing room."

"Ugh. Fine. Let’s get on with this. Rapunzel, Rapunzel, let down your hair."

"Humph. You should have more manners when addressing a lady." Grell huffed, turning his back on the other, enjoying the way the dress he wore swished around him when he did.

"PLEASE let down your hair." Ciel growled through clenched teeth

"Hmm, fine." The long red hair was thrown down and Ciel gave it a tug before attempting to climb up.

"Ow!! Get off! So rough! Ooow!" Grell complained holding his hair.

"Shut up! Do you want me to rescue you or what?!"

"Climb up the wall yourself you little brat!"

"You know what, stay up in that damn tower! I hope you throw yourself off!" Ciel turned and left through the hole he'd made in the thorns, leaving to help Alois out of the carriage.

"Brat!" Grell yelled after him.

"Shrew!" Ciel replied, dealing a killing blow. Grell turned and stormed off into the tower.

"Umm, and that's why the princess never left the tower. The End?" Elizabeth said, sounding unsure, lost as to how to finish the story.

"Wonderful!" Victoria clapped, her guards doing the same with far less enthusiasm. "Such a marvellous twist!" Slowly the rest of the crowd began clapping lazily and the curtains were drawn, Claude and Sebastian returning from the kitchen with nibbles to pass around, both looking a little flustered and dishevelled for some odd reason. When the two made eye contact Sebastian's cheeks coloured and he smirked devilishly.

"You'd better go, I hear your master calling." Sebastian commented, sending Claude another cheeky smile.

"My life's ambition." Claude commented dryly before walking off to the dressing room. Sebastian covered his mouth to stop laughter seeing the scratches down the back of the others jacket, ripping through his clothes. William rose an eyebrow to him but Sebastian only grinned.

"Disgusting lustful demons." He commented. Ronald nodded in agreement with an entertained smile.

"William my darling! I'm so forlorn! It should be me and Sebastian playing Romeo and Juliette!" William silence him quickly, shoving the red heads face into the ground.

"Agni, what is this? Where is Ciel?" The crowd turned to the Indian pair who had arrived unexpectedly.

"I believe it is a play, my Prince."

"It's a skit play!" Elizabeth said excitedly, taking a bite from one of the sandwiches Claude and Sebastian had made, noting the oddly bitter, salty sauce.

"Are you needed to narrate the next play?" The Viscount asked twirling a rose in his fingers.

"No, It's a piece from Romeo & Juliet! I wanted to be Juliet but instead I got to direct everything."

"An important role indeed. Please sit Mister Soma." Lau said sitting calmly.

"Oh, you’re that Chines trading company guy. Okay! It looks fun! Agni! Get me a blanket and pillows to seat myself on!"

"Yes, my beloved Prince!" Agni then hurried off the fetch the asked items, returning in record time with an array of colourful cushions.

Once again the curtains parted and the lights lit dimly. The scene was of Juliette's balcony and the garden below it, the background somehow night with sparkling stars and a full moon. The audience sat captivated, the magical scene impossible to them all in the middle of the day. Sebastian smiled at his good work.

Slowly Juliette strode onto the balcony, her flowing white nightdress making her look angelic, long dark wig done in twin-tales.

"Oh Romeo, Romeo, where fore art though Romeo. Deny thy father and refuse thy claim!" The audience’s jaws fell open, a stifled giggle heard from a certain long-haired mortician who was laying on the ground mostly unseen. Ciel was Juliette, and he was playing the part perfectly.

Romeo entered the scene, Alois also playing his part to perfection. The Viscount was tearing up, as was the Queen, and Soma was still trying to figure out who the familiar looking actor playing Juliette was.

Juliette's maid called for her and it seemed the trance was even thicker cast to the audience with Hannah's soft voice. Ciel shooed her off, in a lady like manner, and the scene continued. Ciel leaned over the balcony and Alois began to climb up.

"'Tis almost morning. I would have thee gone. And yet no further than a wanton’s bird, that lets it hop a little from his hand like a poor prisoner in his twisted gyves, and with a silken thread plucks it back again, so loving-jealous of his liberty."

"I would I were thy bird." 'Romeo' answer, the actors as captivated as the audience in their own spell. Their eyes never left one another, as if they truly were star crossed lovers and not enemies in a complicated relationship.

"Sweet, so would I. Yet I should kill thee with much cherishing. Good night, good night! Parting is such sweet sorrow, that I shall say good night till it be morrow." The two came face to face, noses only inches apart, a breath of soft wind tossing the twos hair and Ciel's nightgown. Their faces inched closer.

"Sleep dwell upon thine eyes, peace in thy breast. Would I were sleep and peace, so sweet to rest." Alois spoke softly but strongly, captivated by Ciel. The blond voice grew ever softer as their faces came closer. "Hence will I to my ghostly friar’s close cell, his help to crave and my dear hap to tell." The last word was almost lost as their lips softly pressed together, leaving even Undertaker silent.

"That wasn't in the script, says Webster." Snake whispered as his friends slithered over the script, looking for the inexistent kissing scene.

Alois and Ciel parted, both looking surprised at their own actions, but the magical aura unbroken.

"Please tell me the sex scene is next."

SNAP. That was the sound of the spell breaking at Alois's words.

Ciel glared at the other before smiling evilly and grabbing his wrists.

"Woah!" Ciel threw the others hands off the balcony fence, Alois luckily grabbing a hanging vine on the way down so he didn't hit the ground. Ciel turned around and stalked in the room, pissed and embarrassed.

"OW! Aww come on, I was just jesting!" Alois teased, hanging from the vine. Ciel re-entered the scene holding a large book, presumably the works of Shakespeare, and stood on the balcony calmly.

"Thee can go fucketh thyself, philanderer!" Ciel then threw the book at 'Romeo', who dropped to the ground before scampering off avoiding other projectiles such as 'Juliette's' slippers and a water glass, which shattered by his feet.

The curtains drew together and the three actors entered the stage, bowing together as the audience applauded.

"You know I've never been so attracted to a woman in my life~" Alois whispered bowing beside Ciel. Ciel clenched his teeth and smiled sweetly before hitting the other. Alois cringed as Ciel hit him over again and attempted to run off stage with Ciel after him, slapping anything he could all the while. Hannah rushed after them, worried for her master as Undertaker covered his mouth to avoid full on harking till all the plays ended. Then he'd laugh to his heart’s content.

Viscount Druitt stood, tears still dripping, and began to dramatically review.

"Such beauty! Such a wonderful tale! So wonderfully twisted to a comedy! Brava! Brava my little cock Robin!"

"C-cock robin?" Mey-Rin stuttered nervously.

Elizabeth returned to her seat on the stage with a fairy tale book in hand, reading the story over again before it was executed.

In no time the curtains reopened and the audience attention was drawn to the red haired and clothed being standing by a small pond. Grell, it seemed, was having another go at his debut. Hopefully this one wasn't a complete cock-up.

"Once upon a time in a faraway kingdom there lived an unwed princess, fair beauty and sweet lips. She would often visit the castle gardens and ponds to admire their beauty. One day a voice called out to her from the lily pads. 'Princess, O princess,'"

"What is this? A frog has called out to me? What bewitchment has fallen upon you, foul creature?" Grell said seeming disgusted.

"'O princess, if you shall just kiss me once I shall return to my human form! Just a touch of your lips against mine and I shall turn into a handsome prince!'" Elizabeth said, pretending to voice the frog.

"Ew. Really?" The frog gave a 'ribbet' in reply. "All right..." Grell hesitantly picked the frog up and struggled not to drop it, cringing all the while at the horrid complexion of its skin. "Just one kiss," He told himself reassuringly as William face-palmed in the audience at his colleges stupidity. Grell cringed and pursed his lips, slowly getting closer to the frog, who made another ribbet. Their lips quickly touched and Grell threw the frog away spitting and rubbing his mouth.

"Ugh! Yuck! Ew-!"

"We're leaving now Suitcliff, you idiot." William ordered seeming peeved off, ankle deep in the pond looking serious. He had appeared out of nowhere, leaving Grell and Ronald stunned momentarily.

"Oh William! My prince!" Grell jumped the other, causing them both to fall back into the pond and Undertaker to giggle.

The frog ribbeted again and hopped off set as the curtains drew and the audience gave a pity clap, Ciel left face-palming at the performance.

Grell and William emerged from behind the stage soaking, Grell looking happy and clinging to Williams side while the other looked irritated. Sebastian then led them inside where they could change during intermission. During the time food was passed out for lunch and the servants tried to peak at how Sebastian and Claude set up the sets so quickly, foiled by Snake's snakes each time.

Elizabeth clung to Ciel's side constantly, complimenting him while Alois seemed to avoid him completely, mostly conversing with the Viscount, who kept commenting on how good he would look in a dress, doing well to piss Ciel off. Finally after what seemed like a forever of Soma and Elizabeth’s endless talk Alois skipped over.

"Time to change for the next skit~" Alois said with a wink, dragging Ciel off before he could argue. Not long after the servants ushered everyone back down to their spots before the stage and Elizabeth re-sat herself in the narrator’s chair. The play began as she spoke, though the curtains were yet to open.

"Once upon a time in a faraway land there lived a beautiful princess, her beauty fairer than the dawn. Her father and mother searched and searched for a suitable heir and husband for their daughter and kingdom, but none of Nobel blood that could be trusted with such treasures lived in their time. And so, they did seek the help of a great witch. 'I shall set a spell to put the kingdom into a great slumber, and when a worthy heir is to come about his true loving kiss shall awaken her and the land!' the witch proclaimed. Centuries passed, and the castle became shrouded in foliage, the people and their land a legend. The sleeping beauty lay unawakened with her kingdom." As she said this the curtains slowly opened, overgrown rose bushes covering what appeared to be a bed chamber, with a person sleeping on the bed that cantered the room. By the blond hair and the absence of a certain evil little tart anywhere else a good guess was the so called 'Sleeping Beauty' was Alois.

"Centuries later a prince of a faraway land came to the castle, having heard the myths of a beautiful princess asleep in her chambers, and the spell upon her kingdom. He climbed the castle walls and broke through the overgrown garden that was the old palace in search of her."

The door on the side of the stage opened and Ciel stepped in dressed as a prince again, sword out in order to cut through the offending plants and greenery. Finally with a little struggle against the shrubbery he made it to the bedside of the sleeping princess and sheathed his sword with some difficulty.

Ciel sighed and mumbled to himself irritated.

"Why is it we only do the kissing scenes in all this?!" Putting it behind him he leaned closer to the bed.

Everyone watched, almost expecting Ciel to retreat last minute by the hesitant look on his face.

Alois smiled and stifled giggles, which made Ciel stop and wait for him to finish laughing. The blond bit his lips and clenched his eyes shut, still giggling while Ciel leaned over him, eyes shut as he tried to not laugh also.

"Why are you laughing?" The dark haired 'prince' questioned snappily to stop himself from laughing with the blond.

"I don't know-hmhm-, I can feel you--getting-ts- closer."

"Ugh. Shut up." Alois bit his lips together trying not to smile and Ciel took a deep breath before he attempted the scene again.

Ciel leaned in again, their lips an inch apart before Alois lost composure and started tittering again. Ciel sighed and hung his head before he too lost it and started giggling.

"S-stop laughing!"

"You s-top laughing!" Alois said through laughter, rolling over onto his stomach and laughing into the pillows. Ciel let his arms lose strength and his torso rest on the bed, his face in Alois's neck as he tried to stop snickering.

"You’re supposed to be sleeping damn it!" Ciel mumbled, before laughing again.

"Okay okay okay," Alois turned over back onto his back while Ciel lifted his head up and took a deep breath, "okay." He shut his eyes and mouth, pretending his best to sleep. Ciel also took a breath and shut his eyes as he got closer.

"Third time luck-" Ciel said to himself, his breath tickling Alois's lips and making the other kiss him before he finished his sentence to stop the laughter before it started.

Everyone clapped as their lips finally met after such a trying lead up. The clapping continued as everyone waited for the two to stop. Slowly the clapping faded, but Alois and Ciel didn't, they actually started kissing harder. Alois's hands wrapped around Ciel's neck as the other climbed over him on the bed.

For a serious and sour aphephobic, Ciel sure knew how to French kiss. Alois moaned, welcoming Ciel tongue into his mouth, and put his hand up the others shirt. Ciel shivered and let Alois get on top of him, the blonds wig falling off in the process.

The Queen coughed loudly in order to gain the two's attention to no avail. Elizabeth had already fainted in her seat.

"Agni, what are they doing?"

"Cover your eyes my pure prince!" Soma was then engulfed by Agni's protective arms and his face shoved into the others chest.

"That’s is definitely not in the script, says Oscar. Where is Bronte, says Keats?"

"Shit!" Ciel yelled, jumping up and falling off the bed as a snake slid around his and Alois's neck.

"There is Bronte, says Wilde."

"Oh my God!" Alois quickly got up and out of the bed where the snake was sitting hissing at them.

"Snake!" Ciel called for the two-blooded man to come fetch his friend and the man crawled out from under the bed where he hid.

"Now is not the time for such actions, says Bronte." Alois blushed and bit his lip nodding and Ciel forced a cough.

"I have no idea what you talking about." The lord claimed before bowing to the audience and leaving the stage. Alois followed after quickly, giggling hysterically.

Sebastian and Claude returned again from the manor kitchen with tea. God knows why it had taken them both so long to make it.

"Sebastian!" Ciel, still in his prince clothes as he had to change for the next play anyway, had come out to get a cup of tea and cause his butler misery for not being present and doing something.

"Yes, my Lord?"

"Go change for your part." He said, smirking evilly.

"Of course My Lord, come Claude." Sebastian then left with his usual smile, Claude following after like a dog.

"Prince Soma! As Elizabeth is indisposed would you please take her place in the next play! You really don't need to do anything~" Alois pleaded clinging onto the Indian Prince's arm.

"Of course! Anything for a friend of Ciel’s!"

"Great! Let’s go change~" the blond said seductively before dragging the other off.

"M-My prince!" Agni called after, highly concerned for his prince’s integrity.

"Bloody skinny little tart." Ciel growled through clenched teeth, taking a large swig of his sweet tea.

"What a lovely performance, boy. Such a shame it proved too intense for your ex-fiancée."

"Ex, your Highness?"

"Well you don't honestly think she'll marry you after that performance! You didn't want to marry your relative anyway."

"That is true, your majesty, I was hoping she would experience a light amnesia. If not I still doubt the engagement will be so easy to break. I have tried. "

"Leave it to me boy and go change. You wouldn't want that little broken butterfly flying off with an Indian royal, now would you?"

"Your highness?"

"Trancy. You wouldn't want him to seduce the Indian boy and start shagging him in the carriage, now would you?"

"Excuse me your Excellency." Victoria gave a light giggle as the blushing boy bowed and walked off in the direction of the 'dressing rooms' as fast as possible. Children were rather easily swayed. If only her children were so cute rather than how ugly they turned out.

"My my, what a beautiful servant you are." Druitt commented, approaching Mey-Rin from behind.

"S-sorry my Lord!?"

"Do not apologies fair maiden, please allow me to remove you glasses so that I may gaze into their beauty!"

"What's he talking about?" Finny whispered to Bard confused. Bard shrugged, cigarette hanging from his mouth.

"U-umm, umm- n-no no! I'm far sighted! I can't see without them!" The Viscount smiled and removed her glasses slowly.

"Far sighted? My my, so you are my little hawk maiden!"

"U-umm-"

"So tell me why you are yet to act my dear? I would love to see you on stage."

"E-err, I-I'm Mamma Bear in the last play." She said blushing and pushing her index fingers together.

"Well, well. What a role. So meaningful and important. "

"Uuur, we need to go change, come on Finny." Bard said turning to go change while Finny followed, waving to Viscount and Mey-Rin.

"B-but-!"

"Aahh my dear Hawk eyed maiden, tell me, how would you like to come to one of my parties?" He asked, advancing closer.

"U-Um-I-I, wait... aren't you the one who sells women on the black-magic market?"

"Oh my! Look the play will soon begin! Here you are my dear~ Let us take our seats."

"B-but-!"

The curtains moved but didn't open as if someone was fussing behind them, then Alois fell through them, followed by Ciel who fell on his back. Soma then stepped through the curtain gap on his knees, which had fake shoes on them. All three had been dressed up as dwarfs. Soma was followed by Agni, who had followed his prince in panic and ended up dressed up as a dwarf too. Lau, Bard and Finny then stepped through the closed red curtain, also on their knees. Ciel was the only dwarf not on his knees, as he was as tall as most the adults on their knees, and still shorter than Agni. All seven dwarfs stood in a line in front of the shut crimson curtains. Bard coughed before speaking.

"My name's Sneezy, Aaachooo!"

"I'm Happy!" Finny exclaimed joyously.

"I am Doc." Agni said in his thick Indian accent, followed by Soma.

"I am the tired dwarf Sleepy!" The prince then yawned exaggeratedly.

"My name is Dopy." Lau said bowing.

"Hehe~ my name's Bashful~" Alois followed, blushing.

“...” Everyone waited for Ciel to speak but the boy was busy brooding, looking rather annoyed. Alois bumped his side gently to get the boys attention and put on his best puppy dog eyes. Ciel groaned and sighed. "I'm... Grumpy the dwarf." A little chuckle broke out in the audience at how well he fit the part, causing him to become even more peeved.

"Once upon a time in a faraway land," Bards gruff voice began,

"There lived a beautiful princess named Snow White." Finny said next.

"She had-"

"We know the story! Get to the skit!" Ronald yelled out, and most of the audience nodded their heads in approval. the dwarfs looked to one another and shrugged.

"Urrr, skipping then to the part when Snow White fell asleep and awaits her prince charming!" Finny exclaimed and the curtains parted to reveal the scene of a beautiful garden in front of a dwarf sized cottage, a glass coffin covered in flowers centre stage. The dwarfs crowded around the coffin looking solemn, except Ciel who was grinning evilly at his butler dressed as Snow White stuck in the glass coffin feigning sleep.

A horse whinnied and Prince Charming rode into the stage, the almost setting sun behind silhouetting his majestic form atop the white stallion. To the audience’s surprise, Claude dismounted the horse and walked over to the transparent coffin with a look of purpose.

Ciel's evil smile widened at what was to come.

The golden eyed butler opened the coffin lid and looked down at the 'princess' adoringly, before leaning in for a soft kiss. Sebastian’s eyes shot open.

"HIYAA!!!" Claude was kung-fu chopped so hard he flew across the stage, smashing against his horse, causing them both to tumble backwards in a mess of horse and 'human' limbs.

Sebastian stood high above the dwarfs atop his coffin, a strong smile, his dress skirt like a cape causing him to resemble a superhero with his hands on his hips.

"I, Snow White, demand change in the mining industry!" All the dwarfs looked at each other confused, besides Soma who had actually fallen asleep on the ground, so deep in his character.

Claude began to get back up and make his way back to the coffin.

"The forest has no voice so I shall speak for it! Your mining kills animals and destroys their homes! I shall not let it be so in my Kingdom!! Get off me you pervert!" Sebastian kicked Claude across the room when the other tried to pick him up off the coffin and throw him over his shoulder.

"If our demands are not met, the animals shall riot! So says the Queen of Critters!!!" The horse bayed in agreement and an assortment of animals such as deer, birds, squirrels, rabbits, and about a hundred cats all made noises in reply, gathering around the glass coffin Snow White stood on. Ciel ran from the horde of cats and pressed against the side of the stage set looking horror stricken. Birds dropped flowers and Happy the Dwarf scattered smooshed petals excitedly.

Claude tried to get up once again but was trampled by his excited horse which cantered over to Snow White. Sebastian smiled and jumped on the horse which reared majestically with a loud neigh. The dwarfs applauded, all except Grumpy, impressed by the show. Sebastian began blowing kisses in every direction as the horse trotted towards off stage, followed by all the critters and the seven dwarfs. Prince Charming attempted to get back on the horse with his 'true love' but was brutally forced off by Sebastian and then trampled by the horse, before being stampeded by the following animals and actors on their knees. Alois seemed to especially enjoy trampling him and jumped a few times.

Eventually all that was left was a very mangled Prince as the curtains closed. It took the crowd a moment clap, probably shocked from the brutal rejection Claude seemed to have actually enjoyed.

The actors came to the front of the curtain and bowed, as did Claude, looking perfect and un-mangled once again. His fatal mistake was taking Sebastian's hand, though it's what they were supposed to when they all bowed together, which earned him the most brutal attack he was yet to endure, but he seemed to enjoy every second of it. For some-reason Earl Charles Grey lost composure at this and began laughing hysterically till his partner gave him a stern look, quietening him to a giggle.

Grell look torn between happiness and heartbroken, as his Batsy was beating someone other than him so passionately and enjoying it, but then again he was beating someone other than him so passionately and enjoying it.

Most of the actors came back from behind stage and Mey-Rin left to go get ready, happy to be leaving the dangerous Viscount’s side as he made her heart thump in a scary way. Alois, Bard, Finny, and Ciel remained backstage while Sebastian was still in the Snow-White costume surrounded by animals. Claude followed like one of the animals, gaining a hit or kick if he got too close. Soma gloated of his wonderful performance, and the Viscount agreed wholeheartedly, laying the compliments out thick, babbling about grace and divinity, causing Agni to nod proudly, tears glistening in his eyes.

Meanwhile Miss Nina Hopkins was trying to help Elizabeth's bell jingling nurse to revive the still unconscious lady, but whenever she awoke she'd recall the 'incident' and faint again.

"Who's going to narrate the next play?" Soma asked, tugging on Snake's arm for attention as the snake man was busy with his head in the script Sebastian had written out.

"There is no need for a narrator, the skit is well known enough, says Wordsworth."

"Then why are they doing it?" Soma

"I believe it's a form of humorous torture, says Bronte. Payment for something, says Goethe."

"Payment?" Soma repeated thoughtful and curious.

"My Prince, perhaps it has something to do with the odd gentleman in black laying down the front chuckling?" Agni suggested making his prince even more curious.

Everyone was ushered to sit again by Snake who then rushed back behind stage to hide on set as the curtains parted. One curtain opened the whole way but the other stayed covering up half the stage. The uncovered part of the set was woods, and just before were the curtain edge covered there was the beginnings of a house.

Alois walked onto the set looking grumpy, a curly gold wig and pink dress. He groaned.

"Remind me why Elizabeth couldn't do this part!?" Alois huffed irritated.

"She's still passed out, says Emily. You were the best replacement, says Oscar."

"Ugh! Women are so pathetic, passing out just because we were making out. Ugh."

"Stick to the script! Says Wordsworth." Alois rolled his eyes and cleared his throat.

"I'm tired, Oh look! A cottage!" He said almost sarcastically in an overly energetic way before walking over indifferently, picking the lock, and walking in. The other half of the curtain then opened to reveal the cottage's innards, including a dining room and one bedroom.

"Okay let’s get this over with. I'm hungry, oh look! Porridge!" Alois walked over to the table and did the scene as quickly as possible.

"Too hot, too cold. Meh, it'll do. Now where to sit?" He then tried all the chairs surrounding the table. "Too hard, oh naughty~ Too soft, rude much. This l' do." He then sat and ate the porridge on the little chair. He looked oddly at the chair under him, as if expecting something, and gave the leg a kick. As he did the chair toppled, causing him to land on his ass.

"Ouff! Owww..." He rubbed his behind and straightened his wig. "Damn fucking chair." He mumbled, putting the small half empty porridge bowl back on the table.

Alois feigned a yawn.

"M' tired." He then walked into the next room and switched the light on to reveal three beds. He strolled over and flopped on the biggest first.

"Too big and hard~ the fuck is wrong with Goldilocks? Who wouldn't go for the biggest and hardest!?" He complained before moving to the next and crawling on in a sexy fashion.

"To soft," then the next which he only just fit on, "this is nice, (not), nap time." He then proceeded to strip down to his feminine underwear, including a flat chested bra oddly enough, just as Elizabeth gained consciousness, causing her to faint again. Poor girl. The Druitt however was thoroughly enjoying the show.

Alois slipped under the covers and the light went out, the curtain re-covering only the bedroom.

Mey-Rin, Finny, and Bard then walked on set dressed as 'the three bears'.

"Tell me, who does the boy play?" Her Highness asked Sebastian as the bears began questioning the open door. Sebastian was still dressed in his Snow White get up and sitting on top of a beaten and love-struck Claude.

"The Master?" The Queen nodded. "Bocchan isn't in the last play, your Grace." The Queen looked around confused.

"Where is he then?"

As the bears inspected their chairs and food, Bard as Papa bear, Mey-Rin as Mama bear, and Finny as Baby bear, Alois began to fall asleep.

The bed dipped unexpectedly as a new weight came upon it. Alois opened an eye to see a blushing and annoyed looking Ciel.

"Ciel?"

"You look ludicrous, take off those women's underwear. And that stupid wig."

"Oh, Ciel~ Naughty~ As you wish~"

"Someone broke my seat!" Cried Finny. Bard and Mey-Rin comforted the 'cub', Mey-Rin getting overly worried and promising him a new chair and more porridge, not made by Bard.

It took some time to stop the tears but when they did they were able to continue, walking over to the slightly ajar door. Bard put his head closer to the door cautiously, an odd expression from the quiet noises on the other side.

"Mmmm-hmm-mmm-ahh, mmm~!" Bard pulled back and shrugged to Mey-Rin and Finny who both looked confused.

They slowly opened the door, the curtain pulling back as they did. Bard flicked the lights and everyone froze.

Alois and Ciel were all over each other, kissing hotly and taking absolutely no notice of those around them as a naked Alois finally seemed to rid Ciel of his irritatingly hard to remove shirt. Ciel pushed him down roughly, causing Alois to cry out as the other boy began licking and biting down his throat.

Elizabeth, who had just woken, again, stared in shock, unable to do anything but gape.

The Queen covered her mouth and coughed before whispering to her assistant, "They should have gone with the bigger bed." True enough the two had no choice but to be on top of one another due to the beds minimal size.

Alois let out a loud moan, gasping and clawing at Ciel's back as he was entered viciously.

"A-Ahhh-!"

"HAHAHAHAHAHA-!KEKE!AHAHAHAHA!" Undertaker began laughing his ass off, rolling around on the ground. "HAHA-O-Okay-HEHEHE~! I-I'll tell you everything! HAHAHAHA!!!" Sebastian smiled at their triumph and nodded to a little chipmunk on Claude's head happily.

And so Alois and Ciel continued ignorant that they'd been caught,

Elizabeth wept for losing Ciel to a tart,

Viscount Druitt wept for the plays' beauty,

Hannah wept for her Master's happiness,

Undertaker laughed, hysterically,

Queen Victoria giggled, shocked from her spider and watchdogs little 'show', for once glad her darling deceased Albert wasn't around to see,

William left disgusted, as he always did when he left somewhere demons where,

Grell left happy, planning how he would surprise William naked on his office desk (12th times he charm),

Ronald left confused, but happy for his senpie who seemed pretty happy.

Soma remained confused as to what had happened,

Agni dreaded explaining the truth to his beloved prince.

Snake and his snakes continued to look through the script for all the scenes that had happened but not been planned,

Mey-Rin went into the emergency room from severe blood loss through her nose,

Finny remained innocent and oblivious to everything as Bard had covered his eyes,

Bard tried to smoke out the image of the two young boys from his mind,

Madam tailor left with a whole new range of ideas (and fantasies),

Lau and Ran-Mao left,

Claude was left bruised and love-struck,

Sebastian became Queen of the forest,

And they all live happily ever after?

THE END~

Notes:

"Hohoho~" (Tanaka sees everything)

Was it funny!? I thought it was I'm sorry XD Remember to Kudos!

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Part Fourteen

➼A/N: ⚠️There’s a written portion in today’s part, don’t miss it! It’s under the keep reading button⚠️ Honestly I had such a fun time writing this part so I hope you guys like it!

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You put your phone in your pocket as you opened up the door to Ran’s car. “You guys are filthy rich, you don’t need me treating you to lunch” you said as you sat down onto the car's backseat while slamming the door close. "It's not about money, but more about the kind gesture🥺" the older Haitani states. The younger Haitani chimed in "We would feel so special if you treat us 👉👈" You sigh, "if it means you guys get off my ass about how I spoiled Sanzu then sure I guess" you said while rolling your eyes. You engage with small talk with them until Ran finally pulled up to where you guys were eating at. "Make sure to get all you want since our kind bestie is treating us" Ran grinned brightly while batting his eyelashes at you. You swear you wanted to punch him for that. "Oh for sure I will" Rindou said with a smirk. You'll have to plan your revenge against the brothers some time later for this. These two did not hold back and ordered a mountain of dishes. You had to refrain from straight up punching them. You ate silently while watching the annoying duo eat happily. A small smile appeared on your face, at least they're happy.

After eating and paying for the bill (RIP money) you guys were headed to karaoke. You guys were booked for 2 hours of singing. You were genuinely surprised to hear that Ran had a beautiful singing voice. Mans was hitting them high notes. Rindou on the other hand💀"Please tell me you're singing face off ironically." You were proven wrong when Rindou screamed into the microphone, "IT'S ABOUT DRIVE 😤IT'S ABOUT POWER 🔥WE STAY HUNGRY😈WE DEVOUR 👹PUT IN THE WORK 💪PUT IN THE HOURS ⌚️AND TAKE WHATS OURS 🥶" After a bunch of chaos of you three singing you needed to use the bathroom so you excused yourself.

As soon as you left Ran stopped singing and turned to his little brother. “Yo Rin, we should snap a pic and rub it in Sanzu’s face that we’re hanging out with Y/N” “Normally I would disagree with your petty actions that involves me but this time I’m fully on board, how dare he try to steal my best friend” “How many times do I have to repeat myself till you’ll get it into that stupid brain of yours, they’re my best friend” “Yeah yeah just snap the pic already”

Ran’s POV

Sanzu let out a gasp “this bitch😤” Sanzu quietly plans on what he’ll do next. He was never really close to you, after all you guys were just coworkers who only talked when needed. But he came to realize just who you are as a person and how nice you are, especially how good of a friend you are. He feels a little jealous that you’re currently with the Haitanis and not with him, even though he hung out with you the previous day. He made up his mind that he’ll snatch you from the Haitanis and get himself to be your new best friend.

You returned back into the karaoke room after using the bathroom just to see the brothers staring at Ran’s phone. “Huh? Why’d you guys stop singing?” You see Ran typing something and then shutting his phone off and shoving his phone into his pocket. “Oh we just wanted a little break” After that you guys sang for the remaining time you had left and then went over to your place. You guys talked and fooled around

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[naruto--imagines]

About Time

Obito x Reader 

Watching the two of you was insufferable. Kakashi had been observing you and Obito circling around each other’s feelings since middle school. Now, in your junior year of college, it was annoying. Both of you had dated other people, but those relationships never lasted. Kakashi and Rin watched from the sidelines as the two of you played your own game of keep-away with your feelings. Obito had told Kakashi in middle school how much he liked you, and you had a similar conversation with Rin, but neither of you had talked to the other about it.

“I don’t want to ruin our friendship,” Obito told Kakashi

“What if it makes things weird?” You asked Rin.

“Ahhhh they’re dating him!?”

“Aw, I don’t like the girl he asked out.”

“No! You can’t tell them!”

“Please don’t tell him!”

“I’ll tell them/him eventually!” 

“AHG!! This is so stupid!” Rin yelled flopping down next to Kakashi after another failed attempt at getting you to confess to Obito. “Why can’t we just tell both of them the truth.” She complained turning to the silver-ette next to her.

“It isn’t our place to do so.” He casually replied not turning away from his book, “But, that doesn’t mean we can’t Help them.” Kakashi said throwing a sly look towards Rin. 

“I don’t know what you’re thinking, but I already like it.” She replied with her own mischievous glance. 

So their efforts began. 

All four of you would go out to eat together before Rin would conveniently get a text with a work emergency. Then Kakashi would receive a phone call about one of his sick dogs. Leaving you and Obito behind. Nothing.

Rin would volunteer you to help Obito with his homework. Providing you with nearly 3 hours of alone time. Nah-Dah. 

You all went out to watch a local soccer game. Rin and Kakashi left to get snacks, came back 30 minutes later and you two were talking to others surrounding you.

In a moment of despair, Rin had caused your bathroom sink to leak. When you and Obito went to investigate she locked the two of you in, of course she told you the doorknob was jammed. (Kakashi was especially please by her trick) And yet still nothing came from it.

Currently, you and Obito were in the kitchen of his and Kakashi’s apartment working on dinner for all four of you. Rin and Kakashi sat brooding in the living room.

“I’m convinced, they are just stupid, and there is no fixing this,” Kakashi said with a sigh. 

“Don’t give up hope yet,” Rin replied just as tired as he was.

“Hey guys, dinner’s ready!” You said with a chirp, inviting them to the dining room with you. Once the four of you finished your food, you all decided to work on some homework. After almost 2 and a half hours of working, collectively you decided to quit and watch a movie. Rin and Kakashi select a movie while you and Obito raid the kitchen for snacks. The two of them decided to watch a relaxing RomCom and are ready to begin the movie when you and Obito emerge empty-handed. 

“There isn’t any popcorn in the kitchen, so I’m gonna walk down to the grocery store and buy some.” You tell the couple as you grab your wallet from your purse.

“Oh, do you need someone to go-” Rin is cut off by an unseen nudge from Kakashi.

“Obito, you should go with and get some candy too.” The silver-haired male says with a Cheshire smile. 

“Sure!” The ravenette responded shooting a smile your way. And like that the two of you were out the door.

“Here’s to hoping.” Rin said looking at Kakashi

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With a basket in hand you were walking down the snack aisle, Obito hovering close to your side. He had already gone and grabbed drinks for everyone and was carrying them in his arms. He would point out candy hanging from a peg and you would grab it and put it in the basket as you walked. The only thing you were missing now was the popcorn. So the two of you kept walking and chatting as you went. Soon you came to the row that advertised popcorn and you made your way down it. Employes were stacking shelves, but you didn’t pay much attention to them. 

Your goal is the popcorn on the top shelf. Obito assured you that he can grab it; so, you set the basket on the floor and glance at the other food on lining the selves with your back facing the workers. Obito sets the box in the basket and begins to straighten up, and at the same time, the worker behind you takes a step back and knocks you into Obito. You crash into your friend, and he catches you, but only after your lips smack together. 

Obito must have misunderstood what had happened because he immediately pressed his lips back against yours. His eyes slid closed, and his hands on your shoulders wrapped around your torso and pulled you closer. Your hand came up to press on his shoulders stabilizing yourself. 

“Oh! I’m so sorry,” The worker quickly apologizes, shocking the two of you apart.

“No worries! No harm, no foul,” You tell them as they get back to work. You turn back to Obito with a blush on your face. He picked the basket up while you had your back turned to him, and he is now wearing a smile. 

“That was unexpected! I didn’t think you felt the same way that I did!” He exclaimed scratching the back of his head.

“Th-the same way you do?” You question him with a tilt to your head. 

“Y-yeah, that’s why you kissed me, right?” Obito asks pointing a finger at himself, his smile faltering.

“Uhm, well, th-that was an accident, b-because the worker bumped into me.” You stumble out, a vibrant blush covering your face. At your words, Obito’s eyes grow wide. His hand goes back up to scratch his head, painfully aware of the awkwardness he created.

“But!” You interrupt his thinking, “I do like you,” You tell him. The two of you stand there in silence for a few moments.

“Realy!?” He exclaims, startling a few of the workers and shoppers in the aisle. And drawing a laugh from you.

“Yeah, of course! Who wouldn’t like you, you are such a great friend, and so kind. Honestly, the list goes on,” You pitter off, growing more flustered with each word you speak. 

The basket in Obito’s hand clatters to the floor. The noise startled you but not as much as being grabbed so suddenly by Obito into a crushing hug. Your arms cautiously circle around his waist and press yourself closer to him.

“I’m really glad to hear that,” Obito murmurs into the top of your head. He pulls back slightly and looks upon you with a smile on his face. “I have liked you for so long, but I never had the courage to tell you.” The two of you smile at one another, broken apart only by your phone chiming in your pocket. Rin was wondering what was taking you so long to get back. With a laugh, the two of you check out and make your way back to the apartment. 

On the way back Obito reaches out and laces his fingers with yours, a smile on both of your faces. You hold hands all the way back, even walking into the kitchen to prepare snacks. So enamored with one another you didn’t notice the look Rin and Kakashi shared. Snacks and drink in hand, the two of you join the other pair in the living room and pass out your gains. Obito and you sit pressed against each other, slightly snuggling as the movie starts. 

“So,” Kakashi drawls out, “You guys are finally dating.” He states matter-of-factly with a sing-song voice. You and Obito look at each other with blushes once more.

“Uhm, yeah! I guess we are!” Obito practically yells while grabbing your hand in his once more.

“It’s about time!” Rin and Kakashi say in relief. 

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[omiscurls]

haikyuu!! characters and you making a playlist reminding you of them

featuring: sakusa kiyoomi, miya atsumu, suna rintarō and kageyama tobio 

kiyoomi

you left to make some tea, and left your phone in the room

it’s not like he was swooping through it! it was connected to a speaker so you didn’t turn it off, so you can easily change music

a song he really hates came on, so he decided to change it

he picked up a phone and realized, he doesn’t even know what to play

“what if I play something they won’t like” and all the dumb anxious thoughts started to flow through his mind

so he decided to play something from YOUR playlists! he’ll find something he likes, and it’ll be obvious you like the song, since it’s on your playlist. genius plan, right?

he started sliding the playlists until he found something that caught his attention

the title being a lyric from the song “Loverman” by Rick Montgomery

he entered it, thinking nothing in particular, but the caption below the title!

it said “I just miss my boyfriend, okay?”

wait... what? his brain didn’t process this correctly for a second

it felt so illegal to look through the songs in there, they seemed so private

he honestly felt the urge to put the phone down

but then he saw the most cheesy song he could think of

song being “18” by One Direction

you didn’t even listen to that band from what he recalled, yet it was there and he was familiar with the lyrics of it

he felt a weird drop in his heart, like a sudden wave of excitement, suddenly he couldn’t sit still

this didn’t occur often and he didn’t know how to act.

You came back to the room holding two cups of tea, the first sight being your boyfriend sitting unnaturally still and straight.

“You okay over there?” you asked softly, putting the cups on the table in front of you and giving him a small side glance.

“Why wouldn’t I be?” he ask, eyes set or something in a completely different direction than your face.

You sat next to him and noticed that even though the same song was playing, your phone was in a completely different place than the one you left it in.

“Don’t you hate this song, Omi? Why didn’t you change it?” you asked, reaching for the device. Good thing you didn’t saw his eyes widen when he realized, he didn’t change the playlist he was looking at.

You were silent for an awfully long moment, eyes glued to the screen, while he was dying just two meters away. Were you gonna be mad? Sad? Disappointed? It would really be easier if you said something, he thought.

But then he started thinking about that playlist again. So you miss him, huh? That was a weirdly pleasuring fact, he didn’t know why. He was proud of himself for no reason.

But then he thought, were you really in need of a playlist like that? Maybe he was too distant, maybe he wasn’t enough boyfriend-ish?

The song he was looking at suddenly started playing, but it wasn’t enough for him to look up.

“You know, I listen to it every time you go for a game somewhere far, and you’re gone for a couple of days”

“It’s not possible to miss someone that quick” he replied almost immediately, as if he didn’t think about it before speaking. “At least to miss me that quick”

“Well, when you’re in love, it is” you replied, the grin on your lips so wide it could be heard in your voice. His heart skipped a bit. “And I have loved you since we were eighteen” you poorly sang the lyrics of the song, laughing immediately after, causing him to also smile a tiny little bit.

You rolled your eyes.

“Come on, Mr Insecure” you said, standing up and giving him your hand. “I always wanted to dance with you to this song.”

atsumu

you were sleeping before he came over, and you noted that you were to take a nap and that he could let himself in.

chill music was playing inside your whole place

it didn’t take long for him to find you draped over the sofa, a peaceful look on your face

you’ve been really stuck on work recently, so he was happy that you finally got some rest

however it wasn’t going to stop him

he located your phone and planned to wake you up by suddenly playing some metal music instead of the chill lo-fi in the background

it was gonna be “hilarious”

so he proceeded to unlock the phone and was about to enter search bar when he noticed the name of the playlist that was currently playing

“missing my dumbass” huh?

he just looked through the songs endlessly, even though there weren’t that many

huge smile subconsciously appeared on his face and suddenly he didn’t have the heart to wake you up

However he did lift your head really slightly and put it in his lap instead of the pillow instead.

So you were napping while he just stared at the songs in awe, somehow surprised by the fact that you could miss him

“City of Stars, huh? I remember when you made me sit through that movie” he whispered, more to himself than to you. “And when you tried to teach me the chords to that, too” he giggled “Guess it’s better when you play and I pretend to know how to sing”

He kept chuckling and smiling to himself about what he was finding, until he put the phone down and looked down at your asleep face.

“Look at you. You really love me!” he grinned, peacefully sure of what he was saying. Wow, you really did love him. Why was it so surprising? Why was he this shocked?

He always thought he had plenty faith in himself, but somehow when it came to you, he could never hear enough of your praise before he’d actually believe your confessions.

You woke up soon after to him playing with your hair, a mindless look on his face.

“I remember falling asleep somewhere else” you commented sarcastically, but he only smiled, his mind some place else. “What’s wrong, Tsumu?” you asked, concerned about his cheeky attitude being gone. You got half up and looked him in those absent eyes, but he only hugged you closer to him, resulting in your face being buried against his neck.

“I just missed you” he said, hardly overcoming his emotions. “A lot”

“Did you? That’s rare” you laughed, but noticed the song playing in the background. You distanced yourself from him enough to look him in the eyes with the deadpan, but low key amused look. “Or were you just looking through my phone like a crazy person?”

He rolled his eyes.

“It was a great plan, until ya decided to make me emotional!” his nicely covered accent was always showing more when he was trying to remain calm. It made you giggle.

“Aw, look at you, are you gonna cry?” you joked mockingly, causing him to look away in embarrassment. He lightly pushed you off his thighs onto the couch. “Hey!”

“Yer the worst” he said, walking to the kitchen to pour himself some water. “The WORST!”

“You’re just mad because I made you too flustered to make a flirty comeback!”

„Shut it!”

rintarō

this boy, oh my god

this boy has his own playlists for you

and he keeps them like a caged secret never to be exposed

seriously, he has a lock on his Spotify app

he’s secretly a sucker for all the romantic things like those couple playlists, photos of holding hands, that stuff

but he’d never, ever admit it, not even to you

so one day, you were at his place, and the Miyas, Kita and Aran were there, too.

His phone died, and it was connected to the speaker, as it always is, because

“you all listen to shit, I’m gonna choose something”

so when it died, he started aggressively poking your shoulder until you looked at him

“babe. baby. honey. y/n!”

“what, rin?” you finally reply, while in the middle of the conversation with Osamu

“Can i get your phone? music’s dead” he asks politely, and you nod mindlessly, while still paying attention to what Osamu was saying.

To be honest you didn’t even hear what you’re agreeing to, but soon he placed your phone in front of your face so you’d insert the password

You unlocked it, and he happily went over to the music app, while connecting it to the speaker

He was just gonna search for his playlist, but he forgot the phone isn’t his, and he needs to search it instead of just hitting “playlists”

But it was the first thing he mechanically did, and the first title he saw, was, drumroll please...

“it’s missing rin hours”

it’s what hours now? he could NOT believe his eyes

well well well, so he spent all this time hiding his Pinterest-like romantic dreams to himself, while you... had a playlist? to remind you of him?

he wanted to look. but he remembered how much he would be embarrassed if you were to look at his, so he decided not to

he just searched for his playlist and turned it on like nothing happened, but after handing you back the phone, he could not stop smiling

good think you were talking

Minutes passed, and the whole group was just chatting, eating and laughing, while the music was in the background, but Suna just sat back and didn’t pay attention to the conversation. Suddenly, he saw a palm right before his face, waving for his attention.

“Quit zoning out, Rin!” he heard your voice and looked over at you, and the amused smile on your lips. “Come on, we’re playing cards and nobody shuffles them like you do”

He simply nodded and proudly went over to the table, took his chair and started shuffling the cards in a truly “casino-like” manner, a confident smile never leaving his lips.

“What is it Suna, are you hiding all the good cards for yourself so you can win again?” Aran asked, and he just scoffed.

“Oh yeah, I remember we weren’t supposed to let him shuffle again!” Osamu joined.

“Yer a cheater, Suna, gimme that” Atsumu placed his hand in front of Rintarō, to make him surrender the cards faster.

“Please, you shuffle like a four year old” he bit back, already started to give the cards to people. “Alright what’re we playing?”

Suna was weirdly confident that night. Not that he was ever insecure, he just... acted more like Atsumu rather than like himself. It was weird to watch, honestly, but you didn’t mind, since he seemed happy. It was like this until you left, and you didn’t say a word, but as soon as you got to the car, you couldn’t bare to stay silent anymore.

“Okay, what’s up?”

“What’s supposed to be up?” he said, not even glancing over at you, eyes fixed on what was behind the vehicle, hand over the back of your seat, another one on the steering wheel, trying to leave the parking lot.

“What’re you so happy about?”

“What, can’t I be happy? That’s a rude thing to hear from my own s/o”

”You know what I mean” you whined, rolling your eyes.

“Do I?” He asked, and you started to get irritated with his responses, but before you could say anything, he just added “Maybe it’s just annoying my s/o hours”

After that, he simply smiled and focused on the road in front of him, leaving you to your own embarrassment, silently glancing to catch you get redder every time he looked.

tobio

this guy doesn’t have playlists on his own

he just listens to what he wants to, he searches it

so he’s really not in the subject when one day you’re in the shower when some weird music comes in

he just laughs at what the hell are you listening to?

and you say the playlist must’ve ended, and he can put on another one

okay but... where?

so you shout the instructions to just go to “your library”, pick one and just click shuffle

he does as you told, but- woah, why do you have so many?

he starts to go through them, but it’s really just pure chaos

up until he finds a playlist, named “don’t tell tobio but I miss him”

wow, the title makes it seem so private, he almost doesn’t want to ope-

oops, he opened it

and the songs there- it caught his heart from the very start

don’t get me wrong, he thinks they’re cheesy

but there’s something about them that makes his eyes feel hot all of the sudden

and you miss him? really? all this time he tried to be as distant and reserved as he could, so you wouldn’t think he’s clingy

and you-

he needed to sit down for a second

You came out of the shower, still with a towel wrapping your wet hair, when you noticed that a song you don’t know was playing, and Tobio sat on the couch with an uneasy expression.

“It’s not that hard to find it, you know” you said, walking over to him, about to take your phone away, but he quickly put it behind his back and looked up at you with an slight, tiny little grin.

“Gimme that”

“Nope”

“Why?”

“You have to come and get it” he said, moving back against the couch. You were shocked to the very core about his sudden confidence, and well, cheesyness, but what could you do, you sat in his lap and tried to get the phone from behind his back.

In the process, he started to tickle you, making you laugh, throw your head back, resulting in your towel falling to the floor.

“Stop, oh my gosh, just give me the- the- the phone!” you managed to say in between giggles.

When he finally stopped, your head was resting on his chest while you desperately tried to catch your breath.

“Sorry. I just wanted you to have a fun memory to think of while you miss me” he said teasingly, causing you to look up with a “how dare you” look on your face.

“So you-“

“Rewrite the stars? Really?”

You hit him on the chest

“Shut up you idiot”

“Awh, don’t act like that. You’re gonna miss it when I’m gone” he said in an over dramatic manner, looking away, and you couldn’t help but laugh, shaking your head.

“Drama queen”

#ff #haikyuu #haikyuu!! #fanfiction #haikyu #hq #hq fluff #fluff #hq scenarios #anime #kiyoomi headcanons #kiyoomi #kiyoomi x y/n #kiyoomi sakusa x reader #kiyoomi x reader #sakusa kiyoomi #sakusa hcs #haikyuu sakusa #sakusa x you #hq sakusa #sakusa #sakusa x reader #sakusa headcanons #hq atsumu #atsumu miya #kegayama tobio #suna rintarō #suna x reader #haikyuu suna

[timextoxhajima]

Grounded: Level 6

Level 5 | Level 7

Member: Minho (Lee Know)

Genre: idol minho x idol trainee reader, angst cause is it a dana fic if there is no angst

Taglist: @jaehyvnsvalentine @licorice526​ @lolwhatameme @felixn-recs @yunapixie ​

[J U N E 2 0 2 0]

“COOKIN’ LIKE A CHEF I’M A FIVE STAR 미슐랭 "미"의 정점을 찍고 눈에 보여 ILLUSION!” 

“Jesus Christ!” Ju Rin screams at all of you, yelling at the top of your lungs as you follow the lyrics and fanchant of the song. “The Hell’s wrong with you people?!”

Minjung giggles until she’s sobbing and rolling on the floor, So Eun and Gahyun take turns singing the lines of the different members while you get to your feet and stretch. 

You’re about to head out the studio to the bathroom when Ju Rin calls out to you, casually jogging over to you by the door. 

“Before I forget, Bang PD said he wanted to see you in his office tonight.”

The new information strikes an uncomfortable chord in you.

“What? Why? Did I do something-”

“No,” Ju Rin quickly shakes her head, hand coming to rest on your lower arm. “It’s time to make a decision. A real one,” She looks behind her shoulder and at the bunch of girls who were all younger than the both of you before turning back to you. “One that would be forged in your signature and last for the next 7 years.”

Ju Rin’s eyes hold worlds of both caution and wander. This is no longer just a game of “let me see how long more I can train before I think I’m ready”. It has become a fact that the company believes you’re ready, and now they’ll be presenting you with an opportunity of a lifetime. Something that you wouldn’t be able to reverse once you’ve agreed to it. 

“He said that if you can’t give him an answer tonight, he’ll understand, but you still need to make a decision after all... So,” She pauses and rubs your upper arms. “Think carefully, and make your decision wisely. I don’t want you to walk into something you’d want to walk out of.”

You’re in the pantry of the floor where it was quieter than normal - TXT had a schedule that day and wouldn’t be spending the day in the studio. The chance of a lifetime’s sitting in the heart of your palms now, all you have to do is to pick up a pen and write your name down before the next 7 years of your life would be planned out for you.

You weren’t sure if you needed someone’s motivation or encouragement to well your bravery for tonight, but you knew for sure you just needed to know someone would be there for you. 

You: Hey, call me when you’re free? I just... thought I should tell you something. 

Sucking in a deep breath, you hit send and drop the phone back into your pocket. The ceramic mugs by the coffee machine calls out to you, and you run one under the tap when you feel the vibration in your pocket. A smile stretches across your face, pleasantly surprised at the speed of reaction now.

“That was quick,” You flick the mug, water droplets hurling back into the sink. 

“What is it? Better be worth it, IN-ie just brought back some fried chicken and any longer I’ll- YAH! DON’T TOUCH MY SHARE!”

A sharp ring echoes through your right ear canal as you pull the phone away from your ear, “My God-”

“Yes,” The man returns to the line. “What was it you needed to tell me about?”

“Are you sure this is a good time?” You place your mug under the coffee machine nozzle and press the cappucino button. “I can call you back later-”

“No, no, it’s fine. We’re having our lunch break anyway. What’s wrong? You sound stressed.”

The steady stream of water, then coffee and milk creates a layer of foam in your mug. 

“Ah... Let me guess - It’s the contract.”

“Mm,” The hum might’ve been overwhelmed by the sudden cough and whir of the machine, but it goes back to it’s gentle chittering as the stream slows to a few droplets. 

“What are you worried about? You’ve already spent so much time training, not to mention building that bond with your members... Are you the only one that has yet to sign the contract?”

“No, they’re going by position and age. Ju Rin’s the only person who’s signed it and the rest don’t know yet.”

“Strange that you guys didn’t have the signing together.”

“Knowing Ju Rin, she probably wouldn’t have wanted that,” A pause as you process the thought of her being your leader. There was nobody else better to be it than her. “She wouldn’t have wanted anybody to sign it under pressure, so she probably suggested the individual signing to Bang PD instead.”

“Fair,” He pauses. “So, what now?”

“I don’t know.”

“’I don’t know’ doesn’t sound like a great response at this point of time.”

“I know... I just... What if... What if I’m not good enough, you know? What if I mess up along the way and Ju Rin or BigHit’s gotta clean up my shit?”

“Everybody messes up at some point or another. You’re gonna be under constant scrutiny, possibly apologise for things you don’t have to apologise for, but that’s just a small cost you need to pay for pursuing your dreams. You don’t get to paradise without riding the worst storms.”

You wrap your fingers around the ceramic of the cup, carefully pulling a sip of the foam onto your tongue. 

“I can hear you, you know.”

“Sorry,” Licking the foam off your upper lip, you snicker to yourself and turn to the door of the pantry, the metallic frame of the doors showing you a version of yourself that you wouldn’t have recognised four years ago. 

“Anyway, we both know you’ve already made your decision when you decided to stay for so long, and meet all your members. You’re only hesitating now because you’re afraid of mistakes, so if it makes you feel any better - which I know probably won’t - you will mess up, but it will be okay.”

“Great pep-talk,” You sneer into the receiver end of the phone. Minho’s laughter echoes through the line, and you can already picture his eyes turning into thick, dark lines as he smiles. 

“I always be here, alright? Nothing to fear.”

[N O V E M B E R 2 0 2 0]

“I’m not joking when I say I think Gahyun has a crush on Beom,” The drifting dried leaves on the floor crunch under your shoes as Minho turns to you, flicking a small twig out of your now blue-dyed hair. You just had your pre-debut photoshoot, and they were set to be released sometime in 2021. 

“Should you be telling me this information?” Minho readjusts his beret, making it fit better on his head while he leads you around the corner and up the stairs to some secret back door.

“Repeating this information to a bunch of girls who already know this information gets boring. Don’t you guys have crushes on like - TWICE or ITZY or something?”

“Oh, that’s a deep grave to dig,” He pushes the door open without hesitation, the scent of grilled chicken and wine hitting you straight in the face. 

“Aw, come on!” The whine is cut short when a waiter comes by to tend to you. It wasn’t a surprise when the waiter recognised him, even with all that disguise on. The restaurant was two floors worth, but only the first was open to the public. The second - specially reserved for idols. 

Man, the things Dispatch would do to know this place exists and the people idols bring here.

“We’re serving the Christmas specials today because we know a lot of companies are letting idols go for an advanced holiday,” The waiter pulls out two menus from under the desk where you’ve stopped, turning around and gesturing for you to follow him. “I’ll be your waiter for today, so just call for me if you need me.”

“Alright, thank you.”

You offered the waiter a smile, forgetting that the mask was hiding it. The waiter bows and leaves the two of you alone in the corner of the room, allowing Minho to finally feel comfortable enough to remove his mask.

A gasp gets sucked through your throat when you remove your mask, eyes glued to the menu. “Tangerine grilled chicken and steak!”

Minho doesn’t bother to stifle the yawn that was coming out from his lungs, eyes halving into long lines.

“Are you allowed to drink?” You notice the drinks menu, nearly the entire page covered with some kind of beer, soju, wine or sake. 

“I mean, I’m technically off work, and all those news sites don’t know this place exists so- as long as I’m not drunk, why not?”

“Very nice,” Scanning the list of alcohol, you decided Minho needed some outlet of release before he goes back to work - also known as being stressed 24/7.

Minho helped place your orders, and instead of the two glasses of wine you had initially wanted to order, he calls for an entire bottle of 1940 Chateau.

The waiter doesn’t seem at all bothered that the young idol was ordering a three-hundred-dollar bottle of alcohol, only focused on noting the food that was spewing off Minho’s tongue. The waiter then thanks the two of you, promising to return with the wine first before he leaves.

Leaning forwards across the table, your eyes frown at him. “Are you nuts? There’s no way we’re going to be able to finish that.”

Minho interlocks his fingers and rests his chin on them with his elbows perched on the surface of the table. “You underestimate me.”

An eyeroll finds you, snorting in exasperation before leaning back in your seat.

“I’m sorry for being busy recently. Pre-debut’s pretty tough.”

“I love how it took you three years before you understood that.”

You roll your eyes again.

“Anyway, how’s work? How are your members?”

“Ah- I bring you out for a nice meal and you repay me by asking me about how much money I earn? Eish-”

“Wha-” Hurling a pack of that alcohol wipes across the table, he snickered when it hits him and lands on the floor. “You’re really full of shit.”

Minho grins that gummy smile of his, pulling off his cap and ruffling his hair after picking up the pack of alcohol wipes. “Work’s fine. Mr Park Jin Young, however, suggested we do a 2PM cover during the SBS Gayo Daejeon festival at the end of the year.”

“2PM? Aren’t their concepts kinda... mature?” The utensils on the table garner your attention as Minho scans the message that popped up on his phone.

“Yeah, so guess what song we’re covering?”

You look up at the hint of pride in his voice, and his cheeks were cupped in his own hands, cutely staring at you.

A disgusted sneer finds your face and you pull one of his arms out from under him to stop the horrid sight. "Let me guess... Again and Again?"

"Wow, you're really good-"

"Aw, thanks-"

"At guessing the wrong answers.”

He flinches when you almost lunge forwards, fork in your grip.

"Why do I put up with you?"

"Because you love me too much to stop," His eyes are filled with playfulness, the kinds that you'd be able to recognise just by looking at his gaze.

"Ew," You don't take into consideration his choice of vocabulary, sitting back down in your seat when the bottle of wine comes. "Don't get too ahead of yourself."

Minho bites on his bottom lip to control the giggle that’s about to explode from his mouth, nodding subtly at the waiter so that he could get the bottle of wine open.

“Anyway, he suggested My House.”

Minho watched intently as your eyes double their original size, with the gentle gurgle of the wine being poured into the two glasses being the closest source of noise. He knows you’re about to burst out into some manic laughter, so he already has his lips tutted and and eyeroll ready to give himself a headache.

“My House?” You can feel your brows going so far up your forehead, it feels like you’re stretching the skin. “Park Jin Young wants a bunch of kids dancing to that song that’s about bringing a girl home and smashing? Ha!”

“Do you have nothing nice to say?”

“Says the one who just dissed me for giving wrong answers,” The waiter closes the wine bottle and places it into the ice bucket on the tray next to the table. Minho thanks the waiter, shaking his head as you take the glass and swirl the alcohol.

“I’ll let you win this one round,” He takes a sip from the wine. “So, I heard about the finalised line-up about your group.”

“Oh, that was a blast,” You offer a hearty laugh, memory unable to wipe away the visual of So Eun being crowned the ‘Centre’ of the group. Everyone had expected Gahyun, the Visual, to be the centre, and frankly, she hated it. So, it was all glitter and fireworks when it was announced Ga Eun be the center, essentially making her vice-Visual. You push your phone across the table, an unofficial and unpublished version of the BigHit website rolled up on the screen. 

“Wang Ju Rin, Leader, Lead Vocalist, Sub-Rapper. l/n y/n, Main Dancer, Lead-Rapper, Sub-Vocalist. Choi Ga Hyun, Lead Vocalist, Lead Rapper, Lead Dancer, Visual,” He pauses. “Ga Hyun sounds like a Han Jisung.”

“I see he’s your favourite member today.”

Glaring at you, he takes his time to return to the screen. “Kang So Eun, Main Rapper, Lead Dancer, Sub-Vocalist, Center. Gwang Min Jung, Main Vocalist, Lead Rapper, maknae,” He slides the phone back to you. “Remind me how old the rest are again, besides you and Ju Rin?”

“Gahyun and So Eun are 2001 liners but Min Jung is a 2003 liner.”

“Lovely age gap,” He shakes his head. “Then again IN debuted when he was 16 so I guess...”

“Funny how I was 16 when I was scouted,” You place the fork down, suddenly pulling the atmosphere down with you. 

“You talk about this as if you can erase that signature on that contract.”

“No, don’t get me wrong, I know I don’t regret it. I just-” A pause to collect your thoughts. “What else would I be doing other than this, you know? University? Working in some shoddy cafe?”

“What are you- writing a narrative for yourself now?”

“Jesus Christ, will you shut up for once in your life and let me finish my piece-”

[D E C E M B E R 2 0 2 0]

The manager for Stray Kids was busy sheltering you and a few other guests that the members themselves had chosen to be invited to the Gayo Daejeon Festival before the year ended. 

TXT was already in the building rehearsing and your trainee-members would be coming later nearer to their performance. 

Rain peltering against the black umbrella, the staff struggles to keep you and the other guests out of sight, though you've already been warned by the person who invited you to come in sunglasses and a mask. (Not that it was legal to walk around without one now anyway).

You've met the members’ siblings before, so the situation inside the vehicles were more than comfortable. The staff at SBS hands all of you visitor passes, with your name and the name of the person who invited you printed on the tag. The manager brings the group of you into the studio where the stage was set up, just in time to watch Stray Kids perform a practice round - this time, a cover of 2pm's My House.

"Wah!" Seungmin's sister exclaims and covers her mouth (as if her mask wasn't already doing the job), her free hand landing on your shoulder. "What is Lee Know even wearing?"

It hasn't even caught your attention, because you were so preoccupied with their voice checks. But you heed her advice and search for Minho on stage, eyes falling on someone back-facing you with a half-assed view of his back covered with a miserable layer of net.

"Someone’s stylist felt cheeky today," Laughing under your breath, Seungmin's sister gently nudges you as a response. Minho was fixing his earpiece when his eyes start wandering, and even in the bad lighting off the stage, he could still spot you.

He's waving like he hasn't seen you in months, though you just met him a few weeks ago when his CEO had given them an advanced Christmas weekend vacation.

“Okay, take a fifteen minute break! Can I get I*ZONE, THE BOYZ, Jessi to get ready?”

The members bow and thank the camera men and the director of the event, most of them waving to their guests standing around you. Minho looks to you and waves subtly, sweat sticking his brown hair to his forehead as his breathing calms.

Right now, Minho was doing nothing besides making snot-faces at the camera with that stupid inner-netting piece he’s got that exposes his back.

Sickening, but he knows it works in his favour.

“Everyone in places! We’re filming your fancams for this one too but keep your eyes on the main cameras!”

The members yell out scattered “yes”es and return to their positions, fingers fixing their fits and microphones. The music starts, and you decide you’ll probably never ever get sick of how the whole group is able to snap into professionalism. But of course, your eyes still naturally gravitate to Minho.

He told you over test that he had been given the chorus -- something that his CEO has never really considered. (Minho wasn’t a great vocal; he was more commendable in his dance techniques but he’ll never improve if he’s never given the chance, right?)

You suck your lips between your teeth when you notice his anxiety gets the better of him, and he messes up in the chorus choreography just as he sings “10분 뒤에 저 앞에서.”

He’s definitely going to get annoyed over this mistake later.

Changbin's sister cannot contain the scream that emits out from her when you are let into the Stray Kids’ dressing room. Jeongin rushes to his little brother, hoping to pull him into a headlock. One of the stylists was busy helping Minho remove his blazer belt when he notices you standing behind him in the mirror.

But before he can greet you, Seungmin rushes to your side along with his sister, who drags you away to look at some special edition Stray Kids merchandise sitting in the corner of the room. You shoot Minho a slightly apologetic look, allowing Seungmin's sister to pull you across the room to study the albums and photocards you would probably receive by the end of the year anyway.

Seungmin's sister gushes about the design of the albums, Christmas themed and all with a rather recent and unseen group photoshoot of the group. So it doesn't take long before she's completely occupied in staring at Chan's picture in the album, and Jisung takes the opportunity to strike up a conversation with you.

“Hey! I finally got to meet you properly, I’m sorry I couldn’t greet you well back when you visited with Yeonjun hyung.”

“Oh, no,” You place the album back to the table and turn to Jisung. “It’s fine. I hope the fruit basket was good.”

“It was great, actually. Chan made a fruit salad out of it,” Jisung shoves his hands into his pockets. Your eyes can’t help but glance around the room, and you catch Minho’s eyes flitting away from you and Jisung in the reflection of the mirror he’s staring at. 

“So, how are the shots? Pretty cool, huh?”

Your eyes follow his hands that reach for the albums that are still sitting comfortably on the surface. “Yeah, of course. Was it shot in a pre-made studio or was the lounge already set up like that? Colors are pretty.”

“It was a lounge, actually. Downtown in Gimpo. They had a cafe nearby too, and the food’s great. I was wondering if you’d like to-”

"Yah," Throwing his arm around Jisung’s shoulders, Minho was now changed out into a loose, black tank top. Your eyes gravitate down to where his skin is usually covered, but Jisung's sly smirk at you forces you to roll your eyes away instead.

"Oh, yes, Lino hyung?" Jisung has the widest grin on his face as he happily pulls Minho into a hug, even resting his head on Minho's shoulder. It's a strange sight, seeing Jisung suck his lips between his teeth. Better yet, Minho had the most confused look on his face just seconds before he shoved Jisung off him.

“You’re an absolute disgrace,” Minho shakes his head and winces in disgust. “There are better ways to ask someone out, and the first step is to ask the right person out.”

#lee know #lee know scenarios #skz lee know scenarios #stray kids #stray kids lee know #skz lee know #skz lee minho #stray kids lee minho

[taperwolf]

December 6 is Mia Taylor's birthday!

And since it's her first since joining the Nijigasaki School Idol Club, she's got brand new in-game greetings from everybody.

These fall into a few categories. First, people taking about her music:

People joining in on what Mia likes:

People dragging Mia into what they like (which she will inevitably enjoy after grumbling a bit):

And compromises between the last two:

Just gifts (with a touch of personal interests):

And plain sweetness:

(Some of these are subject to interpretation, of course; for example, I'm reading Kasumi's offering as a ground-beef-and-toppings koppepan here, or it would go back in the "dragging" section.)

(Transcriptions after the break.)

[Transcription of above images:

Image 1: Greetings

Happy Birthday! Mia 12.6

Mia: Hehe. I'm a bit embarrassed. Thanks.

Mia: You remembered my birthday? Wow, you really pay attention to detail... No, I'm not unhappy about it... B-But I'm not being bashful about it either!

Image 2: Music

Maki: Happy birthday, Mia. I've been practicing your songs on the piano. Will you listen to them?

Riko: Happy birthday, Mia. I baked you a cake, so I'd love for you to try it! And if you feel like it... please tell me a bit about your songwriting.

Nico: Happy birthday, Mia! My little siblings are big fans of the songs you write. Come over for dinner any time! I'll cook you your favorite meal.

Mari: Miaaa! Happy birthday! I just love the songs you write sooo much. Fill me in on your songwriting secrets!

Honoka: Happy birthday, Mia! Let's go to karaoke now. I wanna hear you sing!

Chika: Happy birthday, Mia! You know what? Listening to your songs always peps me up!

Image 3: Mia's likes:

You: Happy birthday, Mia! Let's go get hamburgers together!

Shioriko: Happy birthday, Mia. Let's go have ice cream after school. We need to make today special, so let's challenge ourselves with a triple-scoop cone!

Lanzhu: Happy birthday, Mia. I'm not a fan of remolded meats, but I'll have hamburgers with you today. Let's go!

Yoshiko: Happy birthday, Mia. Let's play some games together right now. We can go head-to-head on my fallen angel live stream!

Image 4: Others' likes

Umi: Wishing you a happy birthday, Mia. If you're interested in Japanese martial arts at all, would you like to visit the archery dojo sometime?

Rin: Miaaa, happy birthday! Let's go have ramen! I know of a ramen place that you'll just love.

Kanan: Happy birthday, Mia! Gaming is fun, but so is going out! We should go ocean diving together sometime. I'll teach you everything you need to know!

Nozomi: Happy birthday, Mia. I'd love to see you in a shrine maiden outfit. We should dress up in one together sometime!

Ai: Happy birthday, Mia-chi! I'm gonna take you all over the place allll day today! Let's do lots of fun stuff!

Karin: Happy birthday, Mia! I want to give you a head-to-toe makeover today. I hope you're ready for this!

Shizuku: Happy birthday, Mia. I have a DVD of a play that I'd like to watch with you. Let's watch it together with some popcorn.

Hanamaru: Happy birthday, Mia! I got you a book of Japanese proverbs as your present, zura. Did you know that lots of American proverbs are similar to Japanese ones?

Image 5: Synthesis

Hanayo: Mia, happy birthday! You love hamburgers, right? Have you ever had a rice burger? Let's go grab one together.

Setsuna: Mia, happy birthday! Since you love baseball, I've brought over some baseball-themed anime that I recommend. Would you like to watch together?

Kasumi: Happy birthday, Miako! I made an extra-special bread roll for you today. It's even tastier than a hamburger and will blow you away. Bon appetit!

Image 6: Gifts

Kotori: Happy birthday, Mia! I want to sew the perfect outfit for you. Can I take your measurements?

Ruby: Happy birthday, Mia! I tried making a hair accessory that I thought would suit you. I hope you like it.

Kanata: Mia, happy birthdaaay! I made you cupcakes. Let's eat them together!

Image 7: Sweetness

Ayumu: Happy birthday, Mia! I collected a bunch of microwave-only recipes for you. Let's make something together.

Dia: Wishing you a very happy birthday, Mia. Despite being small you have such a strong stage presence during your performances. I truly admire that.

Rina: Happy birthday, Mia. I'm so happy we're friends. Let's find more and more things that we can share in. Rina-chan Board says, "All smiles!"

Eli: Happy birthday, Mia. You're so young to have it all figured out. Good for you. But know that you can always come to me for help whenever you need it.

Emma: Mia, happy birthday! I'll show you my secret hideout near the dorms. Come with me!

End transcription.]

#love live #sifas #nijigasaki #nijigaku #mia taylor #i love mia and rina's relationship so much #even if their dynamic is basically tsundere+the one person she's not tsun at

[ayuuria]

Yashahime Translation: Real Sound Film Department Interview with Tadokoro Azusa

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Tadokoro Azusa, Her Thoughts on the “Inuyasha” World That She Admired. Reading the Script for Episode 1 was “A Very Surreal Feeling.”

“Hanyō no Yashahime”, which depicts the next generation of the anime that is Takahashi Rumiko-sensei’s original work, “Inuyasha”, is currently being broadcasted on Yomiuri TV and Nippon TV every Saturday from 17:30 (5:30pm on the 12-hour clock).

The protagonists of this work are three half-demons who carry the blood of a demon and a human, Towa, Setsuna, and Moroha. Towa and Setsuna are Sesshōmaru’s twin daughters. Moroha is the daughter of Inuyasha and Kagome but she grew up without knowing the face of her parents. What exactly happened in the feudal world that was supposed to have become peaceful after the permanent destruction of the Shikon Jewel. The mysteries are slowly being revealed and the story is visibly becoming more exciting.

This time, the Real Sound Film Department interviewed the voice actress who plays Moroha, Tadokoro Azusa.

(There is a video comment at the end of the interview)

When I got the role, I felt like “I had ascended to heaven.”

— Tadokoro-san, you play the role of Inuyasha and Kagome’s daughter, Moroha, and “Inuyasha” is what got you interested in voice acting correct.

Tadokoro Azusa (shortened to Tadokoro from here on): That’s right. It was a work that I loved, so my hands were shaking when they told me about the audition. That there was a new development in “Inuyasha” and that Inuyasha and Kagome had a child really surprised me.

— How did you feel (your) audition went?

Tadokoro: I acted with the intention that I put my all into it, but because I absolutely wanted the part, I felt nervous afterwards. That’s why when I got the part, I couldn’t believe it. I felt like had ascended to heaven.

— We heard that you jumped into a well before, thinking you might be able to go to the feudal era.

Tadokoro: The well was already buried so fortunately I wasn’t injured, but I really went for it (laughs)

— Now, you have time traveled to the modern era via the Tree of Ages’ passageway as Moroha, but were there any scenes that moved you deeply as you were acting?

Tadokoro: I don’t have a specific scene, rather it’s the episode 1 script. After watching the completed anime on screen when I was young, I was deeply moved that I was reading a script that had the lines spoken by characters from “Inuyasha”. I watched (the episode) on air in real time at home and hearing the voices of Inuyasha and the others on TV brought me be back to my younger days. Then hearing my voice afterwards. It was a very surreal feeling.

— Among them, we heard that Sesshōmaru was your favorite character. What was his appeal?

Tadokoro: First, Sesshōmaru has an overwhelmingly pretty face (laughs). At first, he seemed level-headed and hated humans, but after meeting Rin, you could see kindness slowly come through. I get wild ideas that for the few words he speaks, maybe this is what he was thinking? However periodically, he’ll say things clearly like “There’s nothing worth obtaining in exchange for Rin’s life” and I think that’s wonderful.

— Also, you decided to become a voice actress after admiring Yajima Akiko-san who did the voice of Kohaku in “Inuyasha”. Please tell us why you were taken by Yajima-san’s acting of Kohaku.

Tadokoro: Because Kohaku had to go through a lot of painful things, he came across as being absurdly prone to sacrificing himself. With Yajima-san acting as that Kohaku, it was as though there was more sorrow mixed in. It was a voice that made me go “I want to help him!” as I watched.

— Do you have any aspects that were influenced by Yajima-san?

Tadokoro: The biggest reason why I was drawn to Yajima-san’s voice and acting was because even in a normal everyday conversation, you could tell what sort of life that child went through. I thought I wanted to become that kind of a voice actress and when I met her once, I asked “How do you take on a role that has a thought process that you don’t understand?”

— What was her answer?

Tadokoro: “You know, I don’t know myself” is what she said. Because you don’t know, you continue to think about the feelings of the character you play and try to act in the same way. Actually, when Yajima-san played the role of a child from a wealthy family, she apparently stayed in a very expensive hotel for a week (laughs). Not only was I moved from seeing her acknowledge what she didn’t know and attempt to get closer to the role, I thought I should also understand the feelings of the person I’m playing without giving up.

Geeking Out During Recording

— The character you play, Moroha, is very expressive which makes her cute. If there is anything you are careful about while playing Moroha, please tell us.

Tadokoro: Thank you! Because she didn’t have an easy upbringing at all, she’s a very uncouth child. I’m conscious of that liveliness that always seems like it’s about to go off. It’s just that we purposely haven’t been told what’s going to unfold in the future actually, so it’s difficult in that sense. Not to mention Moroha’s emotions are constantly changing, so it’s hard for me to keep up (laughs). She gets interested in all sorts of things which seems hectic.

— However, it seems as though Moroha is the bridge that connects Towa and Setsuna.

Tadokoro: Yes. But in the end, those two are love dovey with each other so it’s sometimes lonely being left out (laughs). Moroha may seem like the type that acts recklessly at first glance, but she’s actually smart and surprisingly the most proficient in battle amongst the three of them. That sort of gap is charming. Plus, she has that sort of adorable idiocy like Inuyasha and Kagome’s cleverness, so I think that’s very powerful!

— Please tell us what you think of Towa who is played by Matsumoto Sara-san.

Tadokoro: While being a half-demon, Towa was separated from Setsuna when they were young and grew up in the modern era that she time travelled to. Furthermore, this time, she returns to the feudal era with Setsuna and Moroha, so I think she’s a complex character whose emotions are heavily swayed. From that Towa, I can feel Sara-san’s true sincerity or rather everything Towa says is what she truly feels without any ill-will which I think is cute.

— How about Setsuna who is played by Komatsu Mikako-san?

Tadokoro: Setsuna’s charm that Komatsu-san plays is her sharp appearance. I can slightly feel that cool face of Sesshōmaru’s after all; on the other hand, she exudes the cuteness of a girl. Through Komatsu-san’s acting, I think it’s wonderful that her cuteness of worrying about Towa, despite everything, comes through.

— What is the atmosphere like during recording?

Tadokoro: The three of us love “Inuyasha”, so we geek out! Since we also don’t know what’s to come, we speculate things on our own like “This might actually end up like that” (laughs).

— Every time an episode is broadcasted, there’s a lot of speculation that rouses social media as well. Please tell us what curious viewers should take note of going forward.

Tadokoro: If there are unexpected developments like “It’s come to that!”, then there will be developments that will make "Inuyasha” fans glad and at ease. The mysteries will slowly be revealed, so please don’t miss each episode.

— Within that, what are points to pay attention to for Moroha?

Tadokoro: Moroha’s past and the environment she grew up in will be revealed in a certain episode, and I think it will be an episode that will make her more endearing.

— Including the numerous roles you had outside of “Hanyō no Yashahime” and your singing career, I’m sure 2020 was a very busy year for you but looking back, how was it?

Tadokoro: With circumstances changing daily from the COVID crisis, I’m truly happy and blessed that I was able to expand my world in a new way. That’s why each job felt even more precious to me. I once again feel that I need to be serious about continuing (work) into next year and the year after that, so I feel pressure. It’s a feeling of “I can’t die out from here!”

— The state of the world was heavily shaken.

Tadokoro: You’re right… it would be great if we could all record together like before.

— Tadokoro-san, you turned 27 back on November 10th. What’s your goal for the new year?

Tadokoro: There’s my self-produced album, ‘Waver’ coming out on January 27th and my current goal is to become able to put into words how I think and feel.

— For example?

Tadokoro: For example, in daily life, to casually doubt something on TV or something a person says like “Is that really right?” or (say) what I was thinking. In a way, I put my current thoughts into songs which I compile into an album.

— You have stated that since the time of your debut you’ve always wanted to try playing a “young male” role, and lately you’ve been able to play a lot of young male roles, including Ryouma from “Kamisama ni Hirowareta Otoko” (By the Grace of Gods). Now once again, are there any roles you would like to try?

Tadokoro: I like foreign dramas, so I’d like to take on the challenge of dubbing a person who appears in a Western film.

— I think fans will look forward to the future development of “Hanyō no Yashahime” and your work.

Tadokoro: I would like everyone to wait while being excited. There are lot more things I want to say about “Hanyō no Yashahime” but it will get more exciting from here on, so please look forward to every episode. And I, Tadokoro Azusa, will keep pushing forward without coming complacent. Fans, please watch over me!

#yashahime #hanyou no yashahime #yashahime: princess half demon #translation

[honhonluigi]

This is a little off topic but which Vocaloid characters are your favorite and least favorite?

Well, since none of them really have any personalities, I base my opinions more on their designs and voices than anything else. That being said--

I fucking hate Meiko and Rin. God, they sound horrible. Why are they so popular? (Because they're Crypton but that's besides the point). Every time I hear them sing, my ears fucking bleed. They're so obnoxious. Rin sounds like nails on a chalkboard. She squeaks so badly, and she's so grating and...I don't know, sharp sounding. She's physically incapable of hitting high-notes without squeaking and shrieking like a whistle. Meiko sounds so brassy and ugly and nasally. She sounds like what a trumpet would sound like if it could talk. Her voice is too tight and strained and, again, brassy. It's uncomfortable to listen to. It makes me cringe so much. Like, god, you must be in a lot of pain to sound like that, huh?

As for my favorites, oh it's no contest! Fukase is my favorite. God I love that boy so fucking much. He sounds so good!!! You can do so much with his voice and no matter which direction you go, he sounds amazing. He's the absolute best of the bunch. I also really love Meika Hime and Mikoto, because they sound adorable. They both have sweet and cute voices that sound good, even if they sound different and hit different niches. I love Macne Nana's sweet soft whispery voice. And I'm absolutely in love with Wil's sweet soft whispery voice too. It's so unique for a male vocaloid. (And he sounds like Komaeda). I love Kyo's deep, clear voice. There are just so many vocaloids that I love that sound so good. It's a shame that only Miku and Rin get to sing, since they're not good. I could probably give you an easy opinion for every single commercial vocaloid that exists. (I never really bothered to pay attention to the privatized ones.)

#Yeah you can ask me about Vocaloid any time! #Or Dead by Daylight #or Huniepop or any other games I play #I don't have to exclusively talk about DR even if that is my obsession #and uhhhh if anyone's interested I even have my own original story ideas and characters to talk about...

[beamsmom]

Fics I've written for sunakomo week 🌻 it's completed you can find em here

Day 1

Prompt: "it's nice to meet you"

Suna's POV 

A denim jacket over the shaggy sweatshirt that has life-changing lines imprinted on it, no gender just swag, that's what it reads, the broken amends of the crucified ripped jeans that my parents hate, I proudly wear those and I pick up my skate, glancing one last time in the mirror.

 "Uhh, how am I still single? " 

Yeah, my very first thought. 

I swirl around to some beats, throwing some TikTok dance steps. I open my window and slip down my skate in between my arms, trying to step out numb on my toes keeping it quiet as much as I can and my one foot trip on the roof and my body rolls down through the slanted wood and hugs the holy mother earth echoing a thudding sound while my limbs pain me down. 

I shouldn't be outside at this hour, wait what time is it again ?, gazing up at the sky I reckon the moon's position.

"It's 2 or 3 AM"

I embark on finding my skate and my eyes catch a scene that hurts me more than my back. 

Some dog is chugging on my skate. It isn't some normal dog, it's the most beautiful creature, a pitbull. That thing has the aura of some ragious God dog. I step forward and horror rapidly runs throughout my spin. 

What a great day. I spread my lips wider ready to start a fight with the dog's owner. I swivel my head on either side scavenging them.  I'm not really a ragious person but I'm off beat now and then and that's now and then is too often. 

I kneel and give the damned dog an astounding smile. " You aren't eating my skate, give me my skate, please" and the dog growls right at my face, rendering its sharp fangs, daring me to open my mouth again. I waved both hands in the air, accepting my defeat. 

Okay, somehow it appears mad, his eyes are red bloodshot and he leers ragious and that thing engraved its fangs deeper on my plain Rick and Morty mimed board. 

Ouch ouch ouch 

Enough with playing the nice guy, I'm gonna have to do what has to be done. I hold the other side of the skate and force it towards me. 

Why the hell is this small shit so strong? Why isn't his owner around?? 

"Give me my skate," I yell and it barks at me. 

"See dog-" it barks again but this time it's louder. 

"See, SIR, I'm already sneaking out, if you're barking, gonna wake my parents up, I'm going to be grounded for a couple of months and we don't want that, do we ?" 

"Give me my skate, you piece of sh-t, wait, once your owner gonna be here, they'll pay for your deeds, f-ckface" 

I hear someone from the back. I cocks my head in their direction. It's bland and dark. I can't see anything but a stepping silhouette and his voice sounds ethereal.

Why am I getting carried away, I have to yell at them? 

"I'm so sorry," he says, bowing down. 

A boy who is probably of my age, he's wearing a tee which goes as yes I'm wearing a meme and white sweatpants. Adorable.

"Wait-, you didn't give me a chance to be mad at you" I pour, crossing my hands at my chest. 

"What?" he obliviously stares at me through his lashes. 

"I mean, nothing" I choke up on my own words, and all of sudden my heart beats fast and it's about to come out of my mouth. His face, his damned face. I never thought it could be possible to feel this physical attraction to someone. Wait are we gay panicking over a stranger, yess most definitely we are. 

He hesitantly pierces his lips together and our eyes meet and I have always been competitive in everything, so I have no intention of breaking it. He twitches the corner of his mouth and walks towards me. He leans down, plucking the other side of the skate from my hand.

"Ponny, please baby take this out of your mouth, see I can't do this in the middle of a night, please, you're causing trouble to them" 

The dog finally let go of the skate and oh god and the condition of it. I can cry a river just right there. He pats his dog and puts back his leash.

He is too sweet, if it were my pet I probably would've yelled and snatched the thing away without even thinking. 

"Hey I'm so sorry, ponny can get hard sometimes. She's just too much to deal with, I'm so sorry, I'll pay for your skate"  his eyes are apologetic. He appeared genuinely upset about my skate. 

"No it's fine, I can fix it" I try to soothe him. Although I respectfully su-k at comforting people, it's the effort that counts. So bare with me.

"For real ?" He beams at me and I see sprinkles and stars in his eyes and oh man he's the human version of a golden retriever. 

~~a part of me want to pat his head so bad~~ 

"Yeah, I just have to change the board and repaint it" I replied, picking up my broken board.

"I can help you with that," he sings.

"Um, honestly you don't have to go through all that because of me" 

"No, no it's fine"

"Well, we can meet at my house after school, I guess"  

"Yeah sure," he enunciates.

"You know I used to have a pet as well" for the first time, I tried to hold a conversation with someone. So I thought it'd be great to tell him a story about my pet hamster.

"Yeah?" he replied, exhibiting a smile.

"His name was hamster" 

"You name your hamster, hamster," he asks and I nod in response, cause the choice I had was to either call him the rock or the hamster, I chose the one I liked the most.

"Well it was better than calling him the rock" 

He laughs and I catch myself staring. He is intriguing.

"I'm Komori motoya" he offers a handshake.

I take his all small fingers under my hand's embrace, "I'm suna rintaoru" 

"It's nice to meet you, rin-san" 

"It's nice meeting you too" 

"So I guess I'll see you tomorrow ?" 

"Yeah you will" 

"Night komo" 

"Good night" 

I turn back and crash into someone," watch out moron" if I've known the words that are going to slip out of my mouth are my last words I would have chosen them more wisely. My mum is standing there, exhibiting no emotions, "rin". Oh god. 

"Hii mum, what are you doing outside at this hour," I say, trying to break the awkwardness creeping up in the environment. All of a sudden I can sense the humidity in the air, my shirt clings to tacitly on me. 

"You're grounded for a month," she warns. 

"Yes ma'am, wait it's like I can't go out but someone can come in, right ?" 

"Well, I guess" 

"Sure" 

She quirks a brow towards me, " have you found someone? I mean finding out romantically since you've never asked that question and I'm speaking from my experience of grounding you several times"

"Perhaps, that's something is for the future" 

"Don't get hurt, okay ?"

"Don't play the nice mom after grounding me for a month" 

She shakes her head and gestures to me to get back inside.

The end

#suna rintarou #hq komori #komori fluff #suna hcs #sunakomo #anime #fiction #fluff prompts #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu #romance prompts #novel #haikyuu sakusa #haikyuu atsumu #ao3feed #read on ao3 #fanfic #inarizaki