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seangelfish · 1 month
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I HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS MOMENT FOR A LONG TIME YEIII amh I could ask for headcanons for bae and kanata with a cute mc fem from the town who just arrived in the city therefore she doesn't know anything about paradox or hiphop or the city in general je but she is open to learning new things uvu that would be all ~ thank you
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MEETING A NEWCOMER
Featured characters: Allen Sugasano, Hajun Yeon, Anne Faulkner, Kanata Yatonokami ♡ Tags: Headcanons but also a bulletpoint fic, mutual crush, casual romance, she/her pronouns, not really proofread! Not really sure what to write for Hajun, so I'm sorry if it's not up to standard! ♡ Word count: 1,895 ♡ Synopsis: You, a newcomer, was introduced into a city of hip hop. You didn't quite understand it, but you were eager to learn from the people around you.
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You have moved here for university, not knowing what this city was actually known for. You just assumed it was any other ordinary city...
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Allen, who was one of your fellow classmates at university was an odd one. He didn't look friendly so you didn't try socialising with him at first, but when you saw how he acted towards his friends, you decided to at least try.
You found out that he was just awkward. He greeted you in return when you introduced yourself, but his eyes started sparkling when you mentioned that you were new to the area. He asked whether you're into hip hop, but if you weren't, he had some recommendations for you to listen to.
"Is hip hop that big here?" you asked him curiously.
"Yeah!" he exclaimed. "There used to be this place called Club Paradox where..."
You listened to him ramble on and on about hip hop and these legends called 'Buraikan' who founded these so-called 'Phantom Lives.'
It was all a little confusing, but it had you intrigued. Because of this, the two of you had exchanged contact info so Allen would be able to send you his recommendations. When you were finished listening to them, you would text him your thoughts. Gradually, you started having a taste for hip hop that in your free time, you'd visit record shops looking for songs that you haven't heard of yet!
Allen was always so appreciative of how willing you were to indulge in his interests — in his life. He wanted to show you more about the city and about hip hop, but he also just wanted to spend more time with you.
"I also produce and write my own songs!" Allen said one day, hoping that would impress you. "Would you like to listen to them?"
"Seriously? That's so cool. Of course, I'd like to listen!"
"Alright, just meet me at the club! I'm performing there as BAE with Anne and Hajun."
"C-Club?"
"Oh, haven't you been to a club before? Then I'll accompany you before our performance starts. It'll be fun!"
Why not? you thought.
Allen picked you up before his performance and showed you around the club. It was an interesting yet fun experience, but what you found kind of weird was how he kept holding your hand throughout it all. You didn't think too much of it though. He was probably doing that in consideration of you, so you wouldn't get lost in the crowd.
"So yeah, that's pretty much the gist of it!" he said. "Will you be okay here? We're starting in ten minutes."
"Yes, I'll be fine," you replied. "I can't wait to see you perform!"
"Alright, see you later, (Y/N)!"
Watching him perform live was amazing. You finally understood why people here liked watching 'Phantom Lives.' They were incredible! You were so drawn into Allen's performance that you couldn't see anything else but him.
"Haha, how was it?" he asked you, panting.
"It was so cool!" you chirped. "And that was the song you wrote too? It was great!"
"Hahaha, thanks, (Y/N)!"
So whatever Allen did with hip hop, you were there too. You became closer to him than before that he no longer was a classmate to you, but someone even more special.
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Just like everyone else, you were drawn to Hajun's prince-like charms, but you never dared to speak to him. He was definitely on another level than you, and you didn't want to disturb him with your plain, ordinary presence.
However, fate brought you together when Hajun spoke to you first. He picked up clues that you were new around here and wanted to help you familiarise yourself.
Confused but thankful, you accepted his offer. He was like a tour guide, bringing you in his limo around the city. It was kind of awkward at first, but he eased you into it when he would ask you where you came from and why you decided to move. He was friendly, but you could taste the way he teased you too.
After bringing you to so many places, Hajun had asked you if you knew about hip hop or anything to do with phantom lives. When you denied it, he merely chuckled and said that you should watch him perform. He didn't go further than that, so you had to find out yourself what he meant by it.
BAE was his hip hop group where they performed phantom lives at clubs. You entered by yourself, waiting for the show to begin. Hajun was up there on stage accompanied by Anne and Allen. Their performance was spectacular. The way Hajun rapped was something you didn't expect coming from him, but at the same time, it made perfect sense.
"So you made it," he teased. "Did you enjoy the show?"
"Y-Yes, it was good!" you exclaimed. "Those were the illusions you talked about? They were pretty! How were you able to do that?"
"With my phantometal, of course," he replied, showing you the feather ring on his finger. He let you touch it due to curiosity. "Isn't it cool~?"
"It is!" you giggled. "Can I watch you perform again next time?"
"Haha, sure."
Not only did Hajun help you with familiarising yourself with the city, but with university work too. You should be grateful though because he wasn't doing this for just anyone. However, he was also questioning his actions when he thought about it.
He supposed that he was helping you out so much because he was also in a similar position when he arrived in Japan. He just wanted to make your experience here easy for you.
Plus hanging out with someone cute like you was actually fun. He loved answering whatever questions you threw at him especially those relating to hip hop. He always looked forward to your daily greeting in person and text.
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Anne had caught an interest to you almost immediately. Of course, it was because you were cute, but it was also because your outfits were embarrassingly plain. They wondered if you'd allow them to dress you up. So one day in class, they introduced themselves.
Once Anne took in the info that you were new here, they were even more excited to become your friend. They wanted to show you everything! Entertainment, fashion, music, everything you were interested in!
And that's how you were introduced to hip hop too.
Taking in the knowledge of the city from Anne was like homework. They dumped everything on you so quickly that it was hard to grasp, but as they pulled you around the city, it was always so exhilarating.
"Oh, I'm also a part of BAE," they said. "It's the hip hop unit I'm in with Allen and Hajun. We usually perform at clubs, but we're going to be competing in Paradox Live next!"
"P-Paradox Live?" you queried. You knew of phantom lives since Anne mentioned those before, but this was different.
"Yep, it's gonna be huge! We're going up against other hip hop units to win ten billion! You'll come support us, right?"
Of course you were.
But standing in front of Club Paradox was intimidating. Everyone around you looked excited out of their minds, but you were the opposite.
"(Y/N), over here!" called out Anne. As you turned, they linked your arm with theirs and led you inside with Allen and Hajun. "I'm sorry, I'm going to have to leave you here," they continued. "But watch us closely, okay?"
Watching Anne perform that night was thrilling. Even when the rest of the units performed their songs, Anne's performance was something you couldn't shake off. The illusions that they described to you through words could not compare to the real thing.
After that, you would always watch Anne in person whenever they were performing with BAE in Paradox Live; cheering them on and voting for them. Anne would always look for you in the crowd too, happy that you appeared in their life.
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Unlike BAE, you didn't meet Kanata at university. You bumped into him on the streets to university. You were lost and that's how you ended up at the slums. He thought you were an idiot, but he helped you out anyway.
You explained that you were new to the city, so you still didn't know your way around. Kanata was disinterested, but when you asked him why hip hop was so prevalent around here, his ears perked up.
He explained everything, but he also mentioned how there's 'real hip hop' and those who desire to make hip hop but fail. You were curious about what he meant by this, so you pressed him further into showing you what 'real hip hop' was.
He was about to refuse. He didn't really want to get close to you to begin with, but seeing that sparkle in your eye made him think otherwise. It also didn't help that you were kind of cute.
"Fine," he breathed. "When do you finish uni? I could show you today."
And so he did. After dropping you off at university, he picked you up straight after you were finished. It was evening by then, so the streets you walked on were crowded with people waiting for a team called 'Cozmez' to perform.
He grabbed your wrist and dragged you into some shady underground business, situating you in a corner where he was sure nobody could disturb you.
"Just stay here," he said. "You'll be okay."
"W-Wait, where are you going?"
"I'm performing."
Before you could say anything else, he grinned. "You'll see what real hip hop is, (Y/N)."
And he was gone. You noticed that he was with someone else too, someone that looked oddly similar to him that you just knew he was his brother. When they were on stage, the crowd cheered louder than before.
That's when Kanata started rapping. You watched him intently, your eyes following his every movement, his every word. The music was loud, but it was exciting.
"So this is a 'phantom live'..." you murmured to yourself as you watched the illusions the twins were creating. "It's beautiful..."
You didn't expect Kanata to come back to you right after performing, but he did, asking you what you thought of it. You caught the slight bit of excitement in his question which also surprised you because even if you had just met him today, you already had his character noted down in the back of your mind. He was rude and aggressive, but he was also kind in a way.
You smiled. "It was awesome! I can't believe this is what I was missing out on!" you replied. "You were amazing, Kanata!"
His cheeks heated up, but you couldn't tell as it was dim. "Thanks," he said casually.
"Eh~ who's this?" asked his twin. "Kanata, I didn't think you were that type of person–"
"I-It's nothing like that!"
Nayuta introduced himself because if his brother was willing enough to bring a random girl to a place like this, he was sure that Kanata was a little interested in you.
"Be good to my brother, okay?" he whispered into your ear teasingly.
From then on, you became close to the Yatonokami twins, but you were even closer to Kanata, the boy who helped you on your first day. He became a lot more patient with you as he introduced you to even more places around the city, familiarising yourself with hip hop and the story behind it. It was always so fun learning more things when it was with Kanata.
And perhaps, Kanata was a little thankful that you got lost in the slums that day too.
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paixarina · 11 months
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CASE 143
✧. ┊BAE x GN!Reader
✧. ┊SUMMARY: When BAE falls in love with you.
✧. ┊CONTENT: Fluff.
“Why do I keep getting attracted, I'm drawn to you like a magnet.”
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≡;- ꒰ ALLEN SUGASANO ꒱
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✦.* — When Allen falls in love, he would feel awkward about it. He himself is already a socially awkward person in the first place and his love are mostly dedicated to hip-hop only. So, when he feels attracted to you, he would unable to speak to show his feeling. He would also feel love-struck too, overwhelmed by his own feeling.
✦.* — Therefore, Allen decided to write an entire letter full of his feeling about how much he loves you, except he worded it with lots of exclamations and some typos that you cannot comprehend it, much of your second hand embarrassment.
✦.* — You decide to meet him face-to-face in the hip-hop record store, the place where Allen usually hangs around there with Kanata. But this time, Allen was alone there, not because Kanata didn't want to go with him, but because Allen purposely went earlier to there, so he can confess to you to become his soulmate. When he tried to confess you, he would do it awkwardly with a blush on his face, much of your confusion.
✦.* — Even his confession is hilariously embarrassing, just like his own letter that he wrote and sent to you, you still accept him wholeheartedly and believe that he could be a great boyfriend to you who will shower you with love and affection.
“You're my one and only hip-hop soulmate of my life. I hope we can talk more about hip-hop. Would you like it?”
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≡;- ꒰ YEON HAJUN ꒱
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✦.* — It's quite hard to tell how Hajun looks like when he's in love. However, a little blush on his face could tell that he has a feeling to you. Still, he feels indifferent to his feeling since he likes to hide under his mysterious persona, which makes you curious to know about him.
✦.* — When you stare at him, he will stare at you back and smiles at you gently. Still, you're not sure if the smile on his face is a gentle smile or it's just to mask his own feeling. “Hajun, it's fine if you want to talk to me, feel free to talk with me. I would listen to what do you want to say.” Unfortunately, he completely ignores your suggestion as you said that, much of your frustration. You sighed in disappointment and assume that he doesn't like being open to his own feeling to you that much and feared that he actually didn't love you back.
✦.* — Turns out, Hajun tend to suppress his feeling, hence why he doesn't want to make it obvious that he's in love with you. When you asked him hesitantly about his feeling and thought that he wouldn't love you because he keeps ignoring you, he just chuckled. “No, I actually fall in love with you, but I feel indifferent to it, since I didn't receive one from when I was a little.” You feel relieved after hearing that and asked him. “So, you probably just can not express your emotion openly?” He nodded slowly.
✦.* — “That doesn't mean you didn't love me right?” You asked him again nervously. He chuckled, “Of course not, why would I do that to you?” He said that as he slowly approaches you and holds your chin gently while rubbing your lips softly with a smile on his face. Then, he stares at you and slightly goes to whispers to your ears, confessing his feeling, which make your heart can't stop beating nervously. After he did that, you nodded nervously while he shows his signature smile as usual. You feel stunned and unable to speak one word but instead, thinks about what he confess to your ears.
“I know you're just an ordinary person, but you seem special to me and my heart. So, would you like to receive my feeling, love?”
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≡;- ꒰ ANNE FAULKNER ꒱
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✦.* — Anne will be honest with their feelings when they feel drawn to someone like you. However, they choose to keep their feeling in their heart because they feel not ready to express it. Anne thinks love takes time to receive it and they cannot reveal it way too soon. They want to reveal their feelings if they have a right time to do it.
✦.* — Anne would try to know you more first, such like talking, sharing stuffs, doing something together like shopping while trying to flirt with you a little bit. They will also try bonding with you together, such like doing mix and match clothing and understanding each other's interests.
✦.* — As time passed by, Anne finally tried to confesses you. When they approached you, they will placed their palm against the wall while staring at you dearly. Basically, Anne would give you a kabedon but in a gentle way. “I have something to confess to you.” They asked. You feel stunned, wondering what would Anne want to said to you. You nervously gulped, as they keep staring at you for a long time.
✦.* — “Would you be my love~?” You feel intrigued, while Anne looks at you with a warm smile. You nodded slowly, as they gently grabbed your shoulders and softly kissed you on your cheeks. After that, you caressed one of your own cheeks, with their own lipstick mark on it. You gazed at Anne, who smiled at you and gently wipes away the lipstick mark with their thumb. Then, Anne whispers another question to you.
“So, are we officially become a couple now, sweetheart~?”
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hebimoonlightwrites · 8 months
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awww I really liked the writing about "✉️" of the event I would like to request that for nayuta and hajun with a reader fem! plss (๑'ᵕ'๑)⸝*
Writer’s corner: Hey!! I'm so glad you appreciated it! I hope you will forgive me for being late at answering your request, sweetheart! qwq Of course I can do one with our dear Nayuta and our sadistic prince Hajun! I hope you will like it and, if you don't, please, tell me what you'd like me to fix or change! ♥ Enjoy and have a fantastic summer~!
mc's pronouns: SHE/HER (FEM!reader)
Warnings: none, just sfw and cute stuff♥
☀️𝐍𝐚𝐲𝐮𝐭𝐚 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐇𝐚𝐣𝐮𝐧☀️𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐜
✉️: if they went on vacation, what kind of postcard they would send mc (R)
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☀️Nayuta felt a strange feeling inside when he realized he would have been away from his usual slum-apartment and especially from you. As he has always been kind of serious and dry towards people around him, he cannot really hide his anxiety and slight sadness to you. Just while you were helping him preparing his luggage, Nayuta was sitting on the futon, with his big eyes fixed on you. You could see his puppy eyes sparkling softly and his throat occasionally letting some deep sighs. "What's wrong,my sweet boo?", you smiled warmly at him while folding some of his t-shirts and putting them into his suitcase. He sighed again and looked away: "You really can't come with me..?", you heard his low voice almost hushed. What you could only do was to look at his cute figure and smiled warmly: "Don't worry, Nayu.. It's only for a week. You'll see how fun it will be! And.. you know, you're not alone! Your brother is coming with you." As you spoke he turned and looked at you: "I want you to accompany me."... Those words surprised you and made your cheeks go redder.
☀️After his words, you decided to reassure him and the following day you saw him and Kanata getting on the bus and disappearing behind the corner's street. You felt how anxious both looked, especially because they had never been away from their slum, nor away from the city itself. But you smiled at yourself. "They need it.. I hope they will have fun and relax while away.", you said to yourself. Of course you started missing both Nayuta and Kanata, but you could see how usual Nayuta sent you texts like random: "I love you", or "I miss you", or even.. "Here sucks without you." You couldn't help but chuckle at reading his random texts or seeing his random pics. He even sent you a pic while laying on the bed and Kanata snoring in the background. One day, though, something surprised you, as you received a postcard from Nayuta, your sweet boo:
"Y/n, sweetie.. It's the first time I try to send a postcard, so I hope I didn't miss anything up. Why did I send it even if I texted you online? I don't know... You know when you told me to have fun? Well.. even if I'm on vacation with my brother, and even if I have never been on vacation before, nor saw all these beautiful places outside my city, well... I cannot have fun if you're not beside me! I cannot help, but think about you all day and all night. Like.. What is she doing? What has she done today? Is she happy?.. I didn't believe in love before meeting you, but... now I do because I have you and only when you're beside me I can say to be truly and fully happy... It sounds too wholesome, maybe too much, but I don't care. I just can't wait to come back, only for you. I miss you. Nayuta."
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☀️When Hajun got that he had to go on a trip with BAE, he looked happy at first. But when he got that you wouldn't have gone with the three of them, he changed his expression to one of sadness. The idea of going on a trip and being away from you kind of made him sad and especially concerned. You would have stayed at their apartment while they were away and Hajun spent all the last days buying a lot of stuff for you, like your favourite snacks and meals. Even if sometimes sadistic, he really cares about his friends, and especially about you. "Darling, I've also bought some chips and snacks, in case you want to watch a movie at night..!". You smiled at him, happy to see how caring he was behaving. You could see a soft fear in his eyes, a fear that he was able to hide but you could still see. So you got the chance, when you both were alone and he was preparing his own luggage: "Hajun.. It will be a short vacation. I won't forget you", you said chuckling surprising him. As his eyes met yours, you could see how reassuring your words were to him. He hugged you tightly and whispered to your ear: "I love you..."
☀️The following day you waved at him, Allen and Anne as you could feel Allen's and Anne's excitement for the vacation. Hajun tried to keep his usual confident and prince-like behaviour, but his eyes kept following your figure, especially after getting on the bus. He waved at you smiling especially after seeing your lips moving to form the words: "I love you.". The following day you missed cuddling with Hajun, but you even laid and slept on his bed when you felt like missing him a lot. You even checked online if he even sent you any text. Of course he didn't, actually. But one day you received a postcard from him, with some pictures of him buying ice-creams and cute stuff with BAE:
"Darling, How are you doing, my love? I'm sorry for not texting you, but will you believe me if I tell you that Anne did a huge mess in the kitchen while trying to help me and Allen cooking? Also I didn't text you actually because I wanted you to miss me... Did I manage to get you all sad for missing me~? By the way I hope that you're safe and fine at home. We're doing great here, even if it's not the same without you and your adorable clumsiness.. I bought something for you. I'll give you once come back~ I miss you too, darling.♥ Hajun."
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lavenderlive · 3 months
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I came up with a headcanon, let's say in this case that BAE are children and that the reader is their babysitter!
how his relationship with a babysitter would develop?, I don't care if it's separate or if it's all three of them together (don't ask how the hell his family would leave Hajun with "mediocre" kids, before Dongha was born, the three of them would have been 8 years old)
And if it is separated, I would also like to know how Hajun's relationship with the reader would continue after Dongha's birth and his trauma
But in the event that the three of them are together, would Allen compete with Hajun for the reader's attention? Between the three of them after they have spent enough time together and with the reader... who would be jealous? Who would be the one who only wants the reader for they?
The reader would be more or less 16 to 17 years old at that time, by the way his personality is that of someone patient and kind but strict, I imagine that when he gets "angry" the reader only has a neutral expression and makes others notice which is their warning expression if they are doing something wrong and are not they are obeying to the reader (I imagine Allen doing that)
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☾ | BAE - Reader Babysitting Younger BAE
(This is platonic, the reader treats BAE better than their parents)
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Allen Sugasano
Allen’s parents originally hired you to be a young musical tutor for Allen when they weren’t around. But you somehow slowly ended up being his babysitter which you didn’t mind, you’ve dealt with kids before.
You did more babysitting than tutoring because Allen was already skilled with playing the violin. But you noticed he doesn't seem passionate playing it. The two of you had a lot more free time together since there wasn’t much to teach him other than occasional practices. Allen thinks you're super cool and talented as well, he admires how much music knowledge you have and begs you to tell him more as he listens.
When Allen finished any practice that you scheduled that day, he is a bit of a trouble-maker. He wasn’t going to sit around and do nothing. When you weren’t looking, Allen rummages through drawers for blank music sheets and markers, he jotted down any music arrangements he could think of. Sometimes he gets markers stained on the floor. After scribbling on the paper, he shoves his masterpiece in front of your face. Needless to say you were NOT happy when you came across the mess. You often disciplined Allen such as making him clean up his mess. Allen complains as he cleans but you insist that he cleans up or you would tell on his parents. You watched him to make sure he mops the floor squeaky clean. He’s a good kid but sometimes a handful.
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Anne Faulkner
Anne would be a year younger than the other two, this is where they began to discover their love of fashion. They didn’t know if they could trust a random person that they’ve just met as their babysitter with their new interest. But they were not good at hiding it because whenever there was any mention of fashion such as on TV, they were ecstatic. You reassured them that you weren’t going to tell on them and made sure they felt safe around you.
Overtime, they feel more comfortable around you as you were the only one at that time who accepted and encouraged Anne. Eyes widened when they heard that you were coming back the next day, hugging you immediately once you arrived. After lunch, the two of you bonded over dressing up and having little fashion shows with what they had in the house. You made sure to tell them to clean up afterwards. Anne knew that their mother wouldn’t be fond of this if she found out, but they felt happy that they could be themselves for a few hours with someone they now trust until their mother returned home.
Your position as Anne’s babysitter wasn’t going to last long once their mother found out that you were “ruining her perfect prince”. She hated how Anne seemed to be more comfortable around their babysitter more than their own mother. Trying to reason or argue with Anne’s mother wouldn’t work, she wouldn’t hear it. And so once you left for one last time, leaving a devastated Anne. Anne missed when you were around, it got even more lonely at home.
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Hajun Yeon
When Hajun was told the news that you were his babysitter while his parents were gone for business trips, he was a bit suspicious that there is now another person in his life. 
You didn’t expect to be greeted so respectfully when you first met. Originally when you were hired by the Yeon family, you thought you were going to deal with a spoiled brat and mentally prepared yourself but Hajun is very well-mannered and polite towards you. However there were times with Hajun that made you think to yourself “who does this kid think he is”. Hajun slowly began to accept you as his babysitter, he wasn’t allowed to go to the outside world to play with friends as he didn’t have many back then. Your presence kept him company. He liked having another person around that treated him like a human being. You two often wandered around the Yeon family’s garden and had small conversations with tea and treats. 
It all came to an end when Dongha was born, Hajun was no longer needed. Hajun was now at the age where he can take care of himself so a babysitter was not needed anymore. You did not argue with Hajun’s father due to his higher status compared to you, you had no say in this decision. Hajun felt a sense of betrayal that you left just like that without a word, were the times spent with you meaningless? He wouldn't forgive you for that. It was unlikely that you two were going to see each other again as Hajun will be sent to a whole different country all by himself. 
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Admin Comments: ty for the request!! I love this idea sm its so cute, I hope I did it justice🙏sorry I made it a bit angsty with Anne and Hajun whoops (Allen is fine for now, I just imagined this takes place before he found out about hip-hop and his trauma which is like years after)
I did it separately but I can do one with the reader having to deal with all of BAE in a different post if you want
I wanted to get one more request before the year ends! I can't wait to write for the other requests in my inbox next year (which is tomorrow for me lol)
HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!!!! and also happy birthday to Zen!
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yutolnukai · 9 months
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*blows into a paperbag* i just think how yuto’s alt self probably manifested as a way to cope with his unfavourable surroundings and from feeling intensely incompetence about himself and being constantly beaten down (verbally). like even his trauma hashtags is ‘branded as useless’ 🥲
in the interview when asked to describe himself, yuto said gutless and that he’s self aware. he acknowledges his shortcomings and the lack of courage so i dont think its far fetched to say the alt self stemmed from his strong feelings of wanting makeup for his shortcomings. yuto knows how unreliable he truly is and constantly does damage control, trying to mitigate any possible triggers.
yuto has the heart and willingness to help people, his feelings and intentions have always been sincere, however he lacks the (mental) strength to do so, i believe. ryoga, haida and mikoshiba walk on eggshells around and are frustrated rightfully so. 
this is my own opinion and something for me to chew on ! so take it with a grain of salt (ovo)/ lol i wrote this months ago before we got more of yuto backstory and its a waste to have it rot in my drafts .
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azul-marie · 1 year
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— affection//touch.
fem. reader. suggestive content.
he, who buries his face into your chest, your shoulders and neck, the longing for closeness never lost on you. whose lips touch faintly the apples of your cheeks and the outline of your collarbone, featherlight in desire. shy as it may seem, his grip around you is tight, tight, tight, his actions timid but his body brash, a possessive physicality hardly matched by the whispered words of love spoken into your ears. he, who loves through touch, never straying from your side if given a chance or two. he, always preparing words too soft to admit, only able to express himself in the closeness of you.
yohei, shiki, shogo, kei, satsuki rosho, jyushi, doppo, jiro
he, whose laughter and kisses match in ferocity, in strength, in ardent love reserved only for you. there is light and life behind his every whim, acts of spontaneity his expression of love. there is never a time he is not flaunting or gushing over every little thing you do; you are his whole joy and his heart. how else may he show this but by kisses so deep it makes your head spin in space, the kinds that end in breathless grins and bruising lips. lovebites litter such lovely skin, marring colors meant to show his devotion. it is not you who belongs to him. it is he, with sunshine in his smile and starlight in his eyes, that is yours, all yours, evermore and always.
allen, rokuta, toma, zen, ryu ichiro, kuko, sasara, dice, hifumi
he, who runs teeth and tongue alike over your lips, the curve of your breast and those spots beneath your throat that make your back arch. a touch of fingertips, here and there, a stroke of a hand over the expanse of your body, taking delight in your sweet soft skin and the sensations it brings. he, who offers to warm you rather than the clothes you wear, whose body melds with yours until one is one alike. he who is so bold, so assured, confident that he is in control, that he loses track of how easily you take over every and all thoughts he has at once. a muse, a goddess, worthy of worship, and he a devotee eternal.
hajun, iori, shion, hancho, chungsung samatoki, jyuto, hitoya, ramuda, rei
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moonstruck-writing · 1 year
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Rebound [Allen Sugasano x reader]
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Pairing: Allen Sugasano x ex!reader | Paradox Live Rating: T Prompt: "It feels the same, if not better." C/Ws: angst, hurt and comfort, trap reaction, reader is nonbinary bc I want to, mentions of Allen’s past, explores the past lover Anne mentioned once (“A frisky picture of you and your ex?”), departs from canon. Summary: A chance encounter with your ex Allen at Club Paradox makes you relive your past with him. Will you be able to move forward? Word count: 3.7k A/N: idk it may be my angsty season. Also heyo first Paradox Live fic! <3
The deafening noise of the cheering crowd gulps down any possible external reaction you can have. If your friends hadn’t forced you to come to this “Paradox Club”, it would’ve been one more day where you successfully managed to stay away from music. But instead, you have just seen your ex get on stage.
Allen.
It shouldn’t be that much of a shock seeing him here, really. You already knew he is a hip-hop addict. It is even the reason you two broke up. Hip-hop changed him. And now he is here.
You always knew he had the musical talent to do anything he wanted, but it isn’t until this moment that you realise you had hoped he had ended up rejecting music like you have. You feel disappointed and relieved. He shines standing there in front of the crowd, and the crowd loves him – and his group. What was it again…?
“We’re so lucky we managed to enter right as BAE come on stage!” One of your friends shouts, and quickly everyone agrees. So BAE is a sensation. You smile, a warmth melting away the stab you felt in your chest when you recognised Allen.
Somehow, everything feels as it should be, and sadness quickly prickles at the corners of your smile. Yes, it was always meant to be like that. You weren’t supposed to be with Allen. Not now, not in the future. You were just something that happened in the past, a past that judging from the confidence he is showing on stage now, isn’t even a shadow in his mind.
A particularly loud scream shakes you from your thoughts and you manage to escape the dangerous negative spiral that seduced you for a few minutes. You are at your first live concert after years. The atmosphere is incredible, the energy that surrounds you electrifying. If you miss anything from the music world, it is this feeling of connecting with strangers and moving as one big heart, rhythmically pumping blood and excitement through the crowd.
You are alive. And just like Allen isn’t the boy you used to date, you also aren’t the person he used to know. And it’s okay.
Abandoning yourself to that realisation, muscles you didn’t realise you were clenching suddenly become flexible like foam, moving to the beat of the music. In seconds, the phantom illusions take over the stage, and the words of BAE resound in your ears, the rhythm making your ribcage vibrate.
It is so different to the delicate classical music you and Allen once performed. At that time, you used to feel like every effort was conducted to make you as elegant as an immobile statue. This noise of this moment, on the contrary, makes you shake and feel your body.
You understand now why Allen run away from home. Burning this much passion to ashes is impossible. It would be like trying to extinguish his life force. And it reminds you why you spent months after your break-up feeling angry and jealous.
Allen left you. He was the one that got away. And now he is a successful enough rapper that his group qualified to not just get on stage and perform in front of hundreds of people, but also to have a chance at earning the prize of a lifetime.
The colours and shapes dance through the walls and ceiling of the club, hypnotising you, urging you to empty your head of anything that is not this moment, right here, right now. But you fight it. The knowledge that you’d never be able to achieve something like this claws at your every nerve.
And before you can stop yourself, the abandonment and freedom turn into a stubborn competition inside of you. You can’t let Allen win. Not again. Not when he has so much more than you. Of what, you still don’t understand. But you don’t want to give him more, not more of yourself. His access to your heart and body isn’t permitted anymore.
Or so you told yourself.
After the concert, the buzzing in your ears is so intense, it feels like it has crawled inside your brain along with the indelible memories of the performance. You can’t take it anymore and step outside the club alone, giving your friends some excuse as to get fresh air. It isn’t completely a lie.
“It’s really you.” The words aren’t loud, but they are uttered by a voice you know too well. Its memory has been rekindled by the song.
“Allen.” You turn around, muttering his name before you have even seen his face. You’re glad the words rushed out because all you can feel after making eye contact with him is you may be petrified.
“I never thought I’d find you here.” He doesn’t breach the distance between you two, instead simply hiding his hands in the pockets of his oversized jacket. You simply nod, trying to find your voice.
The air is cold now that it is completely dark out, but your bodies are illuminated by the lights on the walls of the building. Most people are still inside the venue, making you feel like this reunion just got uncomfortably intimate.
“So, what did you think?” He kicks a pebble on the ground, making his body face away from you. The gesture makes you feel restless, like you need to grasp for him quickly or he’ll keep walking away from you.
“You guys were amazing.” The words escape before you can review them in your mind, and you fear you sound too excited. Like you’re still hoping for something by praising Allen, but you’re not. He chuckles and scratches his head, combing through his messy hair, still not looking at you. You feel like you’re still only the spectator to a star in the sky, and you immediately look away.
“How have you been?” You close your eyes after receiving the question. You want to say, ‘clearly doing worse than you,’ but you clench your jaws. He doesn’t need to know that. You don’t want him to know that. He was always the cooler person while you were dating, you don’t want him to still be the cooler person now.
“I don’t do music anymore.” That is all you come up with. It sounds careless, and somehow your own tone irritates you. You wish you didn’t have to pretend with him. You wish you could be honest like before. But now is not then. “This is the first live performance I go to since…” you almost say ‘you know,’ because he does know what you’re referring to.
“I’m honoured, then.”
Your nostrils flare. You want to laugh and cry and punch him and yourself, all at the same time. The only thing you do is take a couple of steps away, making sure your face is completely outside of his range of vision.
“Hey.” After a while, he slowly approaches you until you can feel his body right behind you. “I would love it if we could talk more.” You don’t say anything, and he doesn’t move for a few seconds. “It’s been a long time and I…” You swear to yourself if he says he misses you, you will punch him right then and there. He doesn’t. “I want to hear your voice.”
You smile, tears threatening to spill. He was always the one to punch first, and that hasn’t changed.
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“Allen, there you are!” AnZ comes running from the back entrance and upon seeing you, they hesitate for a second. “Oh! That’s your–”
48 claps a hand to their shoulder before they can finish that sentence, effectively stopping them halfway to where you are.
“Allen, we’re leaving.” He doesn’t wait for his response and takes AnZ with him, who is complaining and turning back to look at you every couple of steps.
“We can go to my place?” Allen sighs and shakes his head as if to forget what you just saw.
“Your place?” The only ‘Allen’s place’ you’ve been to is his parents’ house, and you doubt he means that.
“My new place, for you.” He starts walking back to the building, in the direction of the back entrance. You’re not sure if he worded it like that by accident, but you for sure know you shouldn’t like how it sounds.
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He doesn’t make you take your shoes off at the entrance and instead Allen quickly leads you inside. You find it a surprise that he is living in a one-room apartment after having seen the gigantic house his parents own, but you guess there’s only so much he can do after having run away from home.
“He’s really changed…” you mutter to yourself while looking around the scattered room.
“What’s changed?” He comes back with a couple of mismatched cups that seem to have been gifted to him. “Sorry I don’t have anything else to drink.” Peering inside the cup that says ‘Best hip-hop composer of the year,’ you see it’s filled with water.
“It’s okay.” You take it and take a sip at the same time Allen is drinking from his ‘BAE rocks!!!!’ cup. It’s weird how different and yet familiar everything is.
“So…” you start, sitting down on the sofa. You agreed to come yourself, but you aren’t really sure what you’re doing here. He said he wanted to talk, but about what?
“I wanted t–” he is suddenly interrupted by the buzzing sound of his phone. “Sorry, I’ll set it on silent mode.” He quickly checks whatever made it vibrate, and he closes his eyes in defeat. “I’m so sorry for what I’m about to say but… you can only stay for a couple of hours.”
“Is someone coming?” You can’t stop yourself fast enough. A fit of jealousy you have no right to feel is already consuming you.
“No, no. But the trap reaction…”
“Trap reaction?” You’re confused. Is that a new TV programme? Or some sort of object he has ordered online? Why is it happening or coming in a couple of hours and why can’t you stay while…? Oh. You close your hands into fists. It’s only been a few minutes and you already feel like you want to stay forever. But that can’t be. You gulp down hard, reminding yourself you aren’t a part of Allen’s life anymore, even if you’re in his apartment now.
“It’s a bit… complicated.” He laughs without energy, and then his smile vanishes. “Actually, you already know what happens in my trap reaction, but I don’t want you to see me like this.”
You don’t understand it, and you really doubt you actually know what happens in that ‘trap reaction’, but you aren’t about to fight with him to let you stay. You shouldn’t. Not when he left.
But what Allen doesn’t know is that he doesn’t have a couple of hours.
It starts when you’re in the toilet. He sees the world, his room, disappear right in front of his eyes, and instead, another room appears. His old room.
You’re washing your hands when you hear a scream. Panicked, you rush out of the bathroom to find Allen sitting on the floor, looking at something you cannot see. He is visibly distressed, and his breathing is getting faster and faster. You have to do something, but is it really the right choice? You don’t understand what’s going on. When he groans and you see his trembling hands, you take a couple of steps towards him.
“Allen,” you call out to him, but he doesn’t hear you. You want to wake him up from that trance, but you’re worried that could be dangerous for him. You don’t understand it, all you know is he seems to be in severe pain, and you can’t just sit there and watch. You step closer and call out to him again, louder this time, but he is still focused on something you cannot see. It feels as if he is slipping away from you, right in front of you. “Allen!” You shout in desperation, kneeling and grabbing his hand. He shudders but doesn’t reject your touch, which you interpret as being okay. However, he is still facing some invisible nightmare.
You gulp and pray everything will be all right. Then you place your other hand on his cheek. The water from your wet hands trickles down his cheek and neck. Allen starts blinking rapidly, brow still furrowed deeply. You slowly push, making him turn his face towards you.
“Wa-water?” Allen’s eyes still move like he’s following unknown shapes.
“Allen.” Your voice is soft but confident. Something like this won’t make you run away. His breath hitches and he starts squeezing your hand tighter.
“____, it’s- it’s you, right?”
You close your eyes and feel an intense urge to cry. You’re so relieved. He still doesn’t see you, but at least he can hear you. Your voice is reaching him.
When you open your eyes again, he has his closed.
“You- you’re here, with me?” You don’t know if he sounds desperate or relieved, or simply surprised. “I- I can’t see you, but you’re here with me.” He sounds less doubtful now, like perhaps he remembers he brought you back with him to his apartment.
“Of course I’m here.” You squeeze his hand, and the gesture makes you realise you’re still touching Allen’s cheek with your other hand. You immediately drop it and the action seems to prompt a sob from him. It breaks your heart, or rather, it breaks your heart into tinier pieces. He had already broken it a long time ago.
“Hug me,” he pleads, trembling voice pushing the words out like a question you and him know is unfair. But you don’t have it in yourself to refuse, not when his eyes are still tightly closed.
Slowly, you undo de distance between your bodies. The moment your torsos connect, Allen squeezes you close to him, as if even a single molecule of air was his very enemy. But his real enemy is his brain.
You try to relax in his embrace, although it wouldn’t really matter if you are stiff or not. Allen isn’t giving you any room for movement, and it brings back memories you didn’t know you still have.
Your bodies pressing against each other, evenings turning into nights turning into days, stupid conversations and deep conversations and Allen ranting to you about hip-hop before he decided you weren’t good enough for him.
You want to run away now. And he still isn’t letting go of you.
“Allen,” your voice sounds too loud, or maybe it’s just that you feel out of place there, in his room, in his arms. “Let go of me.” You think you may have to physically peel him off of you, but he complies surprisingly fast.
“It feels the same, if not better.” The words take a minute to register, as stunned as you are by the genuine and relaxed smile he is showing you. Like back then. Like he actually means his words.
“No.” You let go of the hand that is still holding yours. You need to leave, but your legs aren’t working.
“Sorry I… made you–”
“I’m leaving.” You interrupt him before he can continue. However, your mind starts going through the millions of options with which he could’ve finished the sentence. I made you hug me. I made you take care of me. I made you remember everything. I made you regret it. I made you love me again. No.
You get up, rejecting your own thoughts.
“Don’t. My reaction has passed. You don’t have to leave anymore.” Allen grabs your hand while still sitting down on the floor, like it’s the most ordinary thing ever. Like he has forgotten he isn’t supposed to touch you anymore. “Thank you for helping me, ____.”
“I didn’t do anything.” You want to shake his hand away, but it is rooting your entire body in place.
“Seriously, you don’t have to leave. I want you to stay.”
“But I shouldn’t. I can’t.” You bite your lip to prevent them from shaking, but your voice has already revealed the sadness your words carry. And soon enough, your eyes follow, filling up with tears. Your body is betraying you, laying you bare in front of him.
“Why not?” He moves his hand, intertwining his fingers with yours. You don’t know if he’s trying to offer any comfort, or if he is secretly laughing at you.
“Because you broke up with me.” You’re glad those are the words that leave your mouth, and not ‘because I love you.’
“Will you hate me if I say I miss you?” You can’t read his eyes at all, the only thing you know is everything hurts, but his hand feels so damn gentle holding yours. “I… I know it’s been a while, and we aren’t the people we were anymore, but… is it so wrong to want to try again, with you?”
“How do you know I’m not the same person I used to be?” Your question is stupid, making you look like you haven’t grown at all, like you have remained stuck to the past, but it is the only thing you could think of to confront him with.
“You came to the club. The old you didn’t want to be involved in the music scene anymore.” His eyes are soft and sharp at the same time, telling you he can see through the lame act you’re trying to pull off.
“My friends dragged me there. I still want nothing to do with music.” You grab at that thought, finding respite in it. You want nothing to do with music, so you and Allen still don’t make sense. You hope it can act as a shield against whatever ideas he has.
But it only takes him a few seconds to destroy the walls you thought could protect you.
“I loved you when you started hating music and I can love you again.”
You know his words are supposed to be sweet, but they feel as sharp and painful as daggers. Because they mean he stopped loving you. He was able to move on from you. And you weren’t.
“I don’t want you to love me again.” But it’s a lie. It’s such a pathetic lie, that you know Allen will see right through it.
“You’re still holding my hand, though?” You could choose to interpret it as scorn – even though there is none of that in his words – but the only thing your brain is processing is how much you love his voice, and you hate it. You hate yourself for it. Because after all this time, you can still feel his honesty.
“I just… I just saw you have some sort of trauma attack or something. I’m just shocked.”
“And my words now didn’t shock you?” His voice is a little smaller now, like he is losing confidence. You thought it would make you feel better, but it doesn’t.
“You wish.”
“Yeah, I wish.” His voice is louder again, and you can almost touch the strong edge of his words. He stands up, never letting go of your hand, only holding it tighter. “Give me another chance?” He is too close now, his eyes directly looking at yours.
“For what?”
“To prove that what connected us was more than just our parents’ fixation on us becoming world-class musicians.” He is completely serious, making you want to laugh to break the tension, but you know it would be out of place. He is baring his heart while you’re still holding onto every bit of control you can have, and it’s making you tired.
You sigh. You knew you had given up and lost way before this conversation started. You had lost the minute you had set your eyes on Allen on the stage.
“I’ll think about it.” And you will. You know it will be the only thing you can think of for days. “But in case I… we end up not seeing each other again…” you trail off, knowing what you’re about to ask is crazy, the true words of a hypocrite, but you don’t care anymore. You’re finally ready to be vulnerable. “I want to kiss you.”
Allen’s surprise quickly translates into a warm smile. Not the cocky smile you were fearing, but an accepting smile that makes you want to acknowledge him for who he is. The person whom you shared so much with. The person that is taking a step closer to you.
He lets go of your hand to place both of his hands on your cheeks. His movements are deliberate and slow, like he is giving you ample chances to push him away, to change your mind. But that won’t happen. You always wanted one last kiss with him, and now you may be getting a brand-new first kiss. It is too tempting.
The ghost of his breath caresses your lips, but you still can’t close your eyes. Not when he could decide to stop and say it is a bad idea after all. But Allen doesn’t back away and charges forward, kissing the corner of your mouth briefly. When he looks into your eyes again, it feels like he is asking for permission, even if you were the one who suggested this.
Finally closing your eyes, you press your lips to his. It is awkward like you have forgotten how to kiss. You’re nervous and scared and desperate, making your movements unmeasured and unskilled, but Allen seems to not be noticing it.
One of his hands travels down to your back while the other slides to the back of your head, both intent on reducing the distance between your bodies. Feeling his embrace allows you to relax a little, and trust. Trusting him again is as easy as being alive, and you kiss him again and again, until both your movements are passionate and messy in a different way from before. This messy doesn’t make you feel ashamed. It makes you feel real. Like you’ve finally accepted something about yourself you had been rejecting for a long time.
When you stop to look at his face, Allen gives you one more kiss, as if saying he doesn’t want this to end, whatever is going on.
“I’ll come back again,” you promise, but it sounds more like a question, like you want his permission, his confirmation that he still wants you there again.
“I was wrong, it doesn’t feel the same. It feels different and better and right.” Allen lightly massages the back of your neck before letting go of you, setting you free to go and decide for yourself what your future will look like.
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A/N: I actually have no idea if the place Allen lives in is a regular one-room flat that a student in his condition could afford, or if he does receive some sort of economic help from his family. BAE must be already earning money before the first battle, just like cozmez do, but while Hajun does get help from his family and Anne works at Candy, Allen only composes music. So I wanted to give him a more “realistic” space.
I hope you enjoyed this, interactions and constructive feedback are appreciated <3
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localannoyance · 1 year
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Paralive HC Requests (Yohei and Saimon)
I did some flower prompts from this list for Yohei and Saimon from Paralive as requested by a friend. This is my first time doing this and thought to share it. Personally, I see them as platonic best friends but feel free to take it however you want. Keep in mind I haven't caught up with all the tracks and content yet so if I make a canon error, let me know along with source so I can catch up.
It's been only a few months down this rabbit hole.
Alstroemeria - going to an event that the other person is interested in just to see them happy
Saimon Naokira
Saimon and Yohei are very close, having known him for years. Even still, there are aspects of Yohei's life that Saimon rarely touches simply because he's too busy with his own life; managing being a professor, a rapper and a bar owner is a lot. Not to mention the kids!
Although, it's much easier now than it was back then, back when Yohei was still an alleycat
I can see Saimon accompanying Yohei to an appliance exhibition sale as Yohei browses replacements for some of Bar 4/7's older tech (because Saimon definitely is too much of a sucker for nostalgia to want to replace anything as long as it works, so Yohei does it and needs his help bringing everything back)
…Or so he says, but Saimon can easily tell from the way he unconsciously smiles that Yohei is having a lot of fun imagining all the new ways he could make cocktails and food at the bar with the appliances
Saimon would listen intently while off to the side as Yohei pestered the salesperson with questions and specifications, such as if parts are replaceable; warranty dates; how much electricity it would take— all showing his care in wanting to keep costs to a minimum for Saimon's sake too
It was amusing for Saimon to point out when Yohei was accidentally scaring the person with how "enthusiastic" he was, earning a grunt with a hint of a smile
Other than interrupting sometimes for some questions and to put the other person more at ease, Saimon is happy to just be there and watch Yohei's passion show itself again; a worn photograph of the younger punk which had only mellowed and refined itself with age
At the end of the day, Saimon and Yohei return back to Bar 4/7 to unload everything, and he hums along to Yohei's ramblings on what he wants to set up first
Yohei Kanbayashi
Similar to above, they've known each other for a while now. However, with Yohei's business, he is too focused on his own things to really dabble in Saimon's work, despite caring for the other man a lot
…that, and I can imagine there are still some feelings he can't shake about being very involved in areas he feels undeserving in
An example would be the graduation of some of Saimon's students. As someone who didn't pursue further education, being there feels weird, but he'd go if Saimon asks him to
He doesn't quite feel enthusiastic about sitting/standing and watching a ceremony for a few hours straight, probably immediately calling a smoke break the second any sort of intermission is announced
Still, he has enough respect for the hard work each student has put in to graduate, so he watches everything in the ceremony, from clapping whenever a graduate receives their certificate to any shows the students put on
Though, he's mostly watching Saimon's reaction and following along, since he just wants to make him happy
Seeing how Saimon swells with pride over every student "growing up and spreading their wings and visions to new horizon" —Saimon's words, not his— does make Yohei feel kinda happy for these students too, oddly
That weird feeling of being moved seeing someone he holds in high regard be so moved
Yohei slides Saimon some tissues whenever he seems to tear up, looking away to give Saimon a private place to cry on his shoulder a little
He excuses himself sometimes when a parent comes to talk to Saimon, feeling a little awkward, but most time he lingers in the background to listen and (try to) encourage the student in their future
"Yohei, would you like to say something?" "Hah? Uh… just do what you want kid, and put your all in what you believe. —that good?" "Excellent words Yohei."
At the end of the graduation ceremony, he had to drag Saimon away before it got too late for both of them to open the bar for the night.
Dandelion - finally hearing the other person laugh after a period of hardship
Saimon Naokira
Yohei has probably been more restless and irritable in recent weeks, signaling to Saimon that something was wrong
Yohei tends to keep all his emotions bottled up and suppressed, though in his attempts to keep them hidden, becomes rather obvious
Saimon would pry, if he knew that Yohei wouldn't just shut himself off more if he tried. So, Saimon simply waits for Yohei to approach him
Saimon tries to help out around the bar more to ease Yohei's burdens since it could be anything really setting him off, and he knows that despite him not saying anything, Yohei sees his concern and is appreciative
Finally, Yohei approached Saimon of his own accord, and they talk and help Yohei through his troubles
Finally, Yohei takes a whiff of his cigarette and lets his shoulders relax just a little bit more, the invisible walls he put up whenever going through hardships falling, and with that a smile finally spreads across his features. Saimon smiles too, before giving Yohei a firm pat and shake on his shoulder
"Glad to see you feeling better, Yohei. You don't smile enough as is."
Another chuckle masked with a scoff comes from Yohei
Yohei Kanbanyashi
It was very unusual to see Saimon without a smile on his face, the dapper gentleman always having that calming aura and smile on his face for his students and the world to see
Even when he went through unimaginable pain, the gentleman never really left his smile behind
So this must've been really serious, Yohei surmised. Despite his nature, he picks up on small cues like these really well, especially with a longtime friend
Yohei gives Saimon some space but watches carefully whenever he can. Is Saimon eating well? Bring him food. Does he need coffee for his work? Prepare some for him.
However, Yohei would be a lot more proactive in asking Saimon what was wrong and trying his best to help
Yohei makes more wise cracks to Saimon, and whenever the older man seemed to be swimming in his thoughts, he'd nudge him by interrupting
When the source of Saimon's stress has been dealt with (with or without Yohei's intervention), or if he manages to laugh at one of Yohei's jokes, Yohei would chuckle back
"Now there's the smile our handsome bar owner was missing. I ain't gonna smile much, so you have to do it for both of us. Do it for the bar."
Saimon rolls his eyes with a hearty chuckle
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agrymonia · 6 months
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omg new paralive ask blog lets goooo!!! could I please get some BAE cuddling headcanons? thank you!!
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– allen sugasano, anne faulkner, hajun yeon
– no warnings
– I'm happy to start the blog with a fluff ask, hope you like it!!<3
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Cuddling HCs with bae
Allen:
• He's the biggest fan of cuddling with you
• If you're cuddling in bed, you can forget about him getting up anytime soon. He will make up any excuse just to keep you in his arms
• His embrace is firm even when he's sleeping, he's more clingy than he seems
• He enjoys being the big spoon but if the roles happen to get reversed he wouldn't complain
• He likes being touched by you just as much as he likes touching you
• Sometimes when he's in the mood he will be the one to awkwardly ask you for cuddles even if it's embarrassing for him
• He especially likes it when you play with his hair since he finds it relaxing
Anne:
• Anne doesn't have a lot of time to cuddle but when they do, they love every part of it
• Anne is a big hugger, they enjoy wrapping your arms around your waist or embracing you in cold days
• But they enjoy it even more when you are the one cuddling them
• It's not that Anne doesn't like starting the contact but when your arms are around them it always makes them feel at peace
• Anne likes playing with your hair. Sometimes they will twirl it softly or brush their fingers through it
• Due to their work schedule you two usually don't get to cuddle in bed, so the few times they have some free hours Anne will ask you to stay in bed with them just for a little longer
Hajun:
• He likes to cuddle but he's subtle about it
• In contrast to his personality his cuddles are always gentle, it shows how much he truly cares about you
• He has the habit to caress you
• If you're sitting next to each other he will rest his hand on your thigh and gently caress it
• He will also caress your hand with his thumb if you're holding hands or just resting them on top of each other
• If you're the one who starts to cuddle him he will like it, but it might take him by surprise the first few times
• If Hajun sees you're too busy to pay attention to him, he might hug you from the back resting his chin on your shoulder while you keep doing your things
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seizingthesky · 6 months
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REQUEST: Hajun/Fem!Reader who is inexperienced but wants to learn. FOR: @dogdays15
Thank you for requesting this!! It was so fun to work on. ALSO. Apologies for how long it took I really am so sorry. I hope it was worth the wait though!!!! @_@ Hajun our most beloved. This got really long MY BAD I like to ramble. Also I hope this isn't cringe I'm a lil rusty when it comes to smut
NSFW UNDER THE CUT.
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As cruel as it might be, when you first confided your lack of sexual experience to Hajun, he had a big, stupid grin on his face. You could tell instantly that he was plotting something in that head of his.
When he saw how eager you were to learn, however...
He really can't help but tease you. Are you that eager to please him? How cute! He won't keep you waiting any longer, so don't pout so much.
Contrary to his sadistic and teasing nature, Hajun would be gentle and careful with you the first time you had sex. The last thing he wants to do is actually hurt you, whether physically or mentally, so he'll set aside his rougher tendencies for your sake.
The first thing he'd do is ask you to strip for him. It's no fun if he does all the work, right? Besides, you were the one who wanted to learn! Although, if you take too long, he might have to help you out a little bit.
Once you're unclothed and your body is fully exposed to him, Hajun is focused on your pleasure first and foremost. This isn't his first rodeo, but he doesn't mind taking his time with you. In a way, he's learning too; he's learning what turns you on and what makes you feel good. You're in good hands.
Hajun is good with his hands and knows what he's doing with them. He sits you between his legs and lets his hands explore your body, gently squeezing your breasts and tweaking your nipples just to hear the cute, soft gasps that leave your lips as he does.
If you're the type to get flustered or turned on easily, he'll absolutely make a cheeky comment about how wet you are for him already; he barely did anything! But it's cute, so he doesn't mind one bit.
You're eager to please him, he knows, but he wants you to feel good more than anything else, so next, he'll lay you down and spread your legs so he can get a taste of you. The way you're so sensitive and the moans and whines you're making only make him hungry for more.
Hajun is good at what he does, so it won't take long for you to be trembling under his touch while his tongue does the work.
He's half-tempted to overstimulate you just to hear you beg and cry for him, but he figures that's a bit too mean, so he'll avoid it... this time around. You won't be safe forever, you know.
Seeing you on your knees for him, looking up at him with such wide, eager eyes, drives Hajun crazy. How can you be so cute and innocent, even while doing such a lewd thing?
He tangles a hand in your hair after stroking it while you take him in your mouth. He's full of praise for you- you're so good for him, you're taking him so well. You're almost a natural; it's like you were made for him.
He might have teased you for coming undone so fast, but does he have any right to do so when the same thing happens to him? He just can't help it when you're looking at him like that and your mouth feels so good around him.
Next thing you know, you're back down on the bed with Hajun hovering over you, leaving kisses on your neck, and he slowly prepares you to take him. He won't do anything until you're absolutely ready, no matter how badly he aches to be inside of you.
When you give him the green light, he slowly sinks himself inside of you, a low, guttural groan leaving him as he does. He buries his head in the crook of your neck, perhaps leaving a mark or two (or three or four) as he does.
You cling onto him tightly, and Hajun can't help but wonder if he's a bit of a masochist when he feels your sharp nails dig into his shoulders and back.
He keeps his thrusts slow and steady while he mutters in your ear how good you feel and how perfect you are, how he's so happy he's your first.
By the time everything's said and done and the two of you are spent, drunk off of the lust and love you feel, Hajun doesn't think he could have a more perfect girlfriend than you.
You're tired afterwards, your eyes closed as you try to steady your breathing and racing heartbeat, but the kisses he presses to your face wake you back up.
Hajun teases you, saying that he took it easy on you this time, but now that he knows what you're capable of and how good you are for him, he might have a few tricks up his sleeve next time.
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seangelfish · 2 months
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Can I request jealous headcanons for cozmez? let's say his f! s/o is very kind and naive with the people around her
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JEALOUSY HEADCANONS (w/ cozmez)
Featured characters: Kanata Yatonokami, Nayuta Yatonokami ♡ Tags: Headcanons, established relationships, she/her pronouns ♡ Word count: 742 ♡ Summary: Headcanons of how jealous the Yatonokami twins get when it comes to their s/o.
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KANATA YATONOKAMI
Kanata knows how kind you are to people, that's how you managed to steal his heart. He doesn't really mind it because that's just the way you are. You're the complete opposite of him after all – kind and friendly, outgoing and energetic. However, he does have his limits to this attitude of yours.
He won't admit it, but he hates how too friendly you are to people – especially towards other guys. Seeing you smile so radiantly like that to other people other than himself will often have him heated.
And what's worse is that you're so naive.
Because of his past, he's able to recognise people's true intentions. It is no different when it comes to you. Your kindness is easily taken advantage of and this frustrates Kanata immensely. He either has to tell the other person to fuck off or drag you away from the conversation.
But the real reason he's doing this is because he's jealous. He's jealous that other people are able to experience your kindness – that he isn't the only one who gets to be treated that way.
He won't upset you and confess any of that. He vows to take those feelings to the grave.
But Kanata is extremely transparent when it comes to you, so you can immediately tell that he's jealous. His eyebrows are crossed and he has such a sour expression on his face. His voice deepens a bit and he becomes too clingy that it can be deemed insufferable to others, but cute to you ♡.
So when he does get jealous, he would hold your hand more often. Sure, he holds your hand occasionally, but Kanata seems to be the type that dislikes PDA. However, when someone else steals your attention away from him, his dislike for PDA is thrown out the window.
He makes the other person know that you belong to him by pulling you close and touching you up, glaring at them like a feisty cat. Though, he won't go too far to kiss you in front of them... not when it's not needed, of course.
Ultimately, he's just outward with his jealousy that it can be seen as possessive. He isn't afraid to cuss people out or to tell them that they're taking too much time with his girlfriend.
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NAYUTA YATONOKAMI
Nayuta, as spoiled as he is, expects you to only act like that around him. No one else deserves your kindness. He wants you all to himself.
He makes sure that these feelings of his are obvious to you whether it be directly communicating it to you or being a little bit more touchy.
He will always sulk about the way you speak to others, but he isn't too hurt by it unlike his brother.
He's more chill about your kind personality even when you're so oblivious to people's ulterior motives. So, he'll indirectly help you out when that happens. Usually, he'll butt into the conversation and say no on your behalf or he'll question you whether you really want to do xyz.
He won't cuss out the other person, but his word choice is still considerably harsh. They immediately back away after his confrontation.
But when things go too far for his liking, he'll resort to excessive PDA. Compared to Kanata, he loves PDA – it's second nature to him, so he isn't afraid to wrap his arms around your waist and give you a few kisses here and there to get the message across. When the two of you leave the situation, he would look back at the person and stick his tongue out.
However, Nayuta is more mature when it comes to his jealousy. He's not one to make a scene, but he's witty with it. Sometimes, you can't even spot when he's jealous because he either finds the situation cringey or 'not worth the hassle.' He knows that you'll always be his and nothing can change that.
But that doesn't mean you should completely ignore him for someone else. He's one to get upset and possibly give you silent treatment. You would have to apologise and reassure him when he's lying in bed, his back turned from you.
Thankfully, he doesn't get aggressive when he's jealous though. He never takes it out on you, but he just can't help but fall quiet. So, he'll always appreciate it when you stay by his side and draw patterns on his skin. It comforts him in a way and shows that you didn't mean to neglect him like that.
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paixarina · 5 months
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ICE CREAM
✧. ┊TOMA HIKAGE x GN!Reader
✧. ┊SUMMARY: Summer ice cream date with Toma.
✧. ┊CONTENT: Fluff, Toma being a silly guy.
“Ice cream, you scream, we all scream for ice cream.”
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“Ugh, It's super hot here...” You sighs with an exhausting tone while sitting on the bench, wiping your face with a handkerchief, as the heat from the sun keeps increasing, which gave you an urge to consume something cold.
“Yeah, I would get a heatstroke for this, I sweat a lot in this summer!” A long, blond-haired boy also complains about the hot weather while sitting on the same bench as you. He wipes his forehead with his own hand, sighs for handling too much heat under the sun.
“Same... I would pass out for this.” You groaned with an annoyed tone. The boy, Toma, looks at you and nodded. Both of you and him are just sitting there while distancing to each other, trying to think about how to enjoy the summer time properly without the extreme heat bothers you and him. Then, Toma suggests something.
“How about we could get some ice cream?” Toma asked you with a smile and enthusiast while pointing at the ice cream truck. You went intrigued and then nods at him.
“Sure, why not? That sounds like a good idea!”
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“Hmm, which flavor I should choose?” Toma looks at the ice cream menu. So many variants to choose that he ended up gets indecisive. You stand there annoyed with the heat, wanting him to hurry to choose which flavor that would goes well.
“Ugh, come on. It's hot already!” You yelled at him with an annoyed tone. “Hang on a little bit, I can't decide which flavour I would choose!” Toma responds to you frustratingly.
“How about this (flavour)?” Toma asked you with a smile. You went intrigued, but stares at the other flavour on the menu and points your finger at it. “I'd rather prefer this one.”
“Hmm... how about we can buy two? One for me, one for you.” Toma negotiates with you. “Eh? That sounds like a good idea!” You agreed with his statement.
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“So, do you like it? You're not angry anymore now?” Toma asked you gleefully with a smile, while you nodded enthusiastically.
“This ice cream tastes good! I love it!” You shouted happily to him, while your mouth has a little bit of ice cream on the cheeks.
“Hold on, I just noticed something.” Toma stares directly at your cheeks, then slowly pick something with his finger and licks it. You went confused and asked him. “What's the thing you just licked?!”
“Oh haha, it's a little pieve of ice cream that just gets stuck on your cheeks, so I have to pick it up with my finger.” Toma chuckled.
“Hm, I noticed that you also have a tiny piece of ice cream on your cheeks too.” You pointed out at Toma's mouth that also full of ice cream. Toma went surprised and quickly cleans his mouth with a tissue.
“How do you feel right now?” Toma asked you.
“I think this ice cream brings me a good mood in this very hot season." You replied to him with a smile.
“I'm so glad it makes you happy!" Toma responds cheerfully. Even in the very hot season, he will always try his best to cheer you up, no matter how annoyed you are.
“When you feel heated a lot, the best thing to solve it is to chill yourself down with some sweet treats.”
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hebimoonlightwrites · 10 months
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hehe Head cannon request for both Haruomi and Chisei! <3 <3 What will they reaction be if their Freader,weared their clothes at their house or an Buraikan concert ^^
Writer's corner: Aw! This sounds so cute!! Thank you for requesting, sweetheart! qwq Let me know if there's anything you want me to change or fix!♥ Enjoy!
mc's pronouns: SHE/HER (Fem!reader)
Warnings: Fluff/sfw, nothing strange here~
⭐𝐁𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐤𝐚𝐧⭐ 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐅𝐄𝐌!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬
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⭐Haruomi is always seen as a serious and introverted man
⭐But I'm sure he would show a little bit of his surprise after seeing you wearing his clothes casually
⭐Like.. if you entered Raimentei wearing one of his t-shirts or jackets, I'm sure he would blush slightly, trying not to make his embarrassment evident
⭐His yellow eyes would sparkle as they would notice your cute figure wearing his big clothes
⭐And I don't deny the fact that I totally think you even would slightly tease him, like walking in front of him only to show him how you're wearing his clothes
⭐After some time Haruomi would sigh and whisper:
⭐"You look adorable today..."
⭐You even could see a small but cute smile on his face.
⭐It would have surely taken so much effort to express his feelings!
⭐Since he's not really good at expressing his emotions, but through music, Haruomi would slightly smile and you could see a warm light through his eyes
⭐But what if he saw you wearing his clothes or Buraikan merch clothes at their concert?
⭐His heart would melt like ice in a warm pot
⭐His yellow eyes would sparkle and you would notice a few seconds of his serious look going away and leaving a cute smile on his face.
⭐In short I think he would appreciate your support and would absolutely love the fact that you wear his clothes
⭐If you wore Buraikan merch t-shirts or hoodies, he would feel powerful and ready to face other rappers teams in Club Paradox!
⭐Then when he had some minutes alone with you, he would hug you by wrapping his arms around your torso.
⭐You would hear a small but warm sigh from him, a warm heat on his cheeks.
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⭐Contrary to Haruomi, Chisei wouldn't have problems to show his feelings towards you!
⭐At the sight of your cute figure wearing his clothes, Chisei would immediately smile and jump happily
⭐He would reach you only to hug you tightly and to chuckle:
⭐"You're wearing my hoodie!.. Aww!! You're so cutee!! It fits you so well! I like it!!"
⭐His heart would melt and he would be so happy to see you feeling comfortable in his clothes
⭐Even if you kept wearing his clothes daily and ordinarily, Chisei would never get used to that
⭐His eyes would sparkle each time they would notice you in his baggy clothing
⭐A small "Aw.. cute~" would leave his lips each time
⭐And of course, what if he saw you wearing his clothes or Buraikan merch hoodies at their concert?
⭐He would die of happiness right away!
⭐Since you're a special one to him, Chisei would blush softly and smile even more brightly
⭐His smile would show and let you know that he's very glad to have you there supporting him and Haruomi
⭐Chisei would spend the whole concert rapping and occasionally- oh, well, frequently- giving you a glance and a soft smile
⭐On the other hand, if it happened in Club Paradox, just like I wrote for Haruomi, Chisei would feel even stronger after seeing you there supporting him
⭐And after the concert/ the rap battles, he would approach you and hug you the tightest he could!
⭐His mouth would let his adorable canines visible in a happy and cute smile as he would wink at you:
⭐"Thank you for being here, mc! Oh, and... my hoodie fits you so well! You're adorable! You can keep it, if you want to~!", then he would chuckle
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karo-li · 17 days
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i finished that AND changed ✨
first of all, it was supposed to be one art piece, buuuut im also making an atsushi piece. why? it's all about their hairs headcanon - i mean, atsushi one IS canon, but with aku, i think about dazai pulling his hair one. it is just this possibility of a similar past that inspired me. another thing that they can have in common. cause they're so similar i want to scream, how i love this fact. they can understand each other. they have this potential of turing from enemies to someone more, friends/lovers.
THEY CHARACTERS AND RELATIONSHIP HAVE SO MUCH POTENTIAL
also i added their flowers 🩷 GOSH i can't wait to finish atsushi piece
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yutolnukai · 1 year
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☆ yuto inukai playlist ☆  (˶◡‿◡) ♥
oh, the frustration and uncertainty ! yuto’s at a constant loss of how he should approach you. for when he’s holding you close to his chest late into the night. in the after hours of sex and it’s emotional high. how you never shied away from his alternate self always keeps him wondering. the way his eyes never fail to spot you first in the crowd of his performances. he believes that he’s undeserving of your affections, you assure him otherwise every time.
**✿❀ listen here ! / cover artist
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azul-marie · 1 year
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Hello I want to request headcanons for Ryu, Hokusai, and Reo's first kiss with their lover please
hello! thank you for requesting. i had fun writing these out — first kisses are so sweet. i hope you find enjoyment in reading. take good care. ❤️
note: gn. reader
genre: romance/fluff.
characters: ryu natsume. hokusai masaki. reo maruyama.
ryu:
unpredictability is a trait true to his being. nothing is set in stone when it comes to ryu’s actions, for fickle is his behavior and his games. you are used to this, adore him for it, even when plans with him go awry. what was supposed to be a seaside date had morphed into an all out splash war, with ryu the obvious winner thus far. it took what little resistance you had to hold your ground, much too busy laughing at your boyfriend’s antics to fight back.
the sand sunk beneath you, warmed by the sun and softened by the lulling waves of the sea. ryu requested your aid in building a soggy sand castle each time the water pulled back and away for a moment. busied by the task, you’d missed the way ryu was watching you closely, fingers picking at the edges of his shirt with unusual solemnity. he hadn’t spoken in a while; what was wrong? his hands wrapped around yours, gripping warmth and damp sand before the words formed in his mind. “can you give me a kiss?” ryu asks, voice small and quiet, entirely unlike himself. “on my mouth, like lovers do. is it okay?” you’re caught off guard, his shy new and somewhat bolder than his usual demeanor. you cannot speak, but nod instead, to which ryu turns a bright sour red in response.
he is stone still when you brush your lips over his. ryu does not fidget or tremble, only shutting his eyes to anticipate a kiss, the first of its kind with you. it’s over in a second — but he notes the sweetness of that pressure, of your gentle lips like snowdrops on wintergreens. he is still when you pull away, but his eyes open wide when he hears you laughing bashfully. “did you like it?” you ask, “would you like another one?” it is that simple question that sends fireworks about his flesh, his bones to crackle and pop. ryu jumps to his feet and pulls you along the sea’s shore, splashing and kicking up seasalt clouds. “again, again!” he laughs, demands it from you. and when you kiss him again, he tastes of seafoam.
hokusai:
modesty, simplicity. hokusai is not a picky man, nor fickle or stubborn. he enjoys what he likes, and what you like, too. he is agreeable, some say to a fault, but they do not know of the love his heart carries for you, they do not see how joyful your beauty is to him. even if it’s at the apple orchards you’ve waited all season to visit despite cold still biting at noses and ears, hokusai wouldn’t dream of being anywhere else unless you asked. plus, he was tall and strong, the perfect one for picking all the apples you wanted.
basketfuls of apples made it back to your home, where the two of you meticulously cut and sliced and snacked on dozens of labored fruits. some were melting with brown sugar on the stovetop, along with a squeeze of lemon to set the jam. hokusai was focused on stirring very carefully, although he would have preferred helping you peel the skins off apples to add to your compost bin. he wanted to see the visiting snails. “hokusai, look this way.” you said from blue’s end. he obeyed, sleepy eyes landing on yours. with a swipe of a finger, you dusted sugar specks across his bottom lip, catching him surprised. it made you laugh. “what a sweet kisser you’ll be.” you teased, a purpose laced somewhere behind those words. hokusai’s cheeks went warm. “kiss…” he murmured, shying away. “can…i give you one? please? but…like a boyfriend kiss. like one with…our mouths.” he whispered those last words so softly, you strained to hear it. but you only laughed and hugged him close, too glad to oblige him.
he had to bend down to kiss you. just in the slightest, or maybe inches more. nevertheless did hokusai chase after your lips with an energy not seen before, his mellowness melting away once your mouth met his. you giggle against his sugar sweetened lips, amused by his eagerness, and by this giant of a man turning to pudding by a simple kiss. he is sweet and homey, like a taste of autumn’s harvest. hokusai is breathless when you part, as are you, but he insists on another despite your concern over the bubbling jam forgotten. “so cute,” he says, hugging you close and closer. “cutie. kiss me a lot from now on, okay?”
reo:
he is as high maintenance as boyfriends come, but sure, he makes it up by being absolutely, super-duper cute (as he claims). reo craves your attention at any and all times. per his usual types of dates, he is appeased with cozying up in your lap and keeping you all to himself, made better when you agree to marathon shows or games he’s into. reo wants nothing more than you, with him.
it’s some sort of romance show he’s interested in, mostly because his favorite actress stars as the lead. you’re more than happy to oblige; her performance is swoon-worthy. you both watched, enraptured, by slowburn stares and longing words exchanged between what you hoped would become the main couple. “they’re totally gonna kiss!” reo squealed, squirming in your lap. “finally!” you shushed him, even when both your elated laughs sounded in unison. and when they finally did, the two of you hopped around hollering with joy. his rosy eyes take you all in — your great big smile, your crinkled eyes, the warmth of your hands clasped around his. he noticed your lips, too, their lush softness and touch, and in a moment decided he would be brave, too. “honeydew, let’s kiss like them!” reo exclaimed, innocently as could be. he ignored how wildly his heart beat, especially at the sight of your shy disbelief. “i wanna give you kissies, too! pretty please?” he even gave his cutest pout to seal the deal. he knew it worked perfectly when you gave a long sigh, the kind where your lips turned up into a smile by the end of it.
he’s much more nervous than he wants to admit. when his lips meet yours, it is with a touch too much force, teeth clicking together from behind quivering, smiling mouths. but you do not stop him. you cup his face, hold him steady, letting reo press sweetly against you lips. the noise of the television blurs into white behind you, staged romance already forgotten. reo finds you softer than whispered words of static; silently, he thanks his favorite actress for inspiring him to be brave. when you pull back, he is pink and peach with love, already pecking at your cheeks for more. “lovely, kiss me more! let’s practice again and again!”
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