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ranhaitanisgf · 3 months

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For your event can I have a fluff scenario with "delinquent and class president" & "stuck together" for Angry please? They get stuck in a janitors closet overnight at school & reader ends up comforting Angry?

—souya (angry) kawata // delinquent & class president // stuck together

☆ ˎˊ˗ halloooo everyone ! thank you anon to requesting this; i hope ur still around to read this ! i dont have a whole lot to add to this, but angry is such a cutie :D enjoy !! xoxo

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“hmm…” you pondered to yourself, wandering through the hall looking for potential candidates to help you.

you weren’t sure if this task was even a part of your class president responsibilities, but you couldn’t not help when your teacher had asked you to, (you were unfortunately very weak to people asking for help, but you chose to see it as a positive point).

when you had seen the horrendously chaotic state of the supply closet, you weren’t sure how your teacher had thought that you would be able to get the absolutely giant box of class handouts out of there by yourself, especially given he hadn’t been able to get it out himself. nevertheless, you decided to take the task on, setting out to find a good partner to help you out.

except, you’d run into a bit of problem.

every person you had approached had immediately run away, telling you some half-assed excuse to get out of it. it left you in a bit of a pickle; you now felt obligated to grab this massive box, but you probably would crush yourself if you tried to grab it by yourself.

however, when you saw a flash of blue hair walking by, you finally found the solution to your dilemma.

“souya-kun!” you called out, turning on your heel to catch up with him. he perked up at the sound of his name, looking back to glance at you. “hi! do you have a spare moment?” you asked, walking with him.

“i think so…” he answered, his soft voice contrasting his stony expression.

“perfect! do you think you could help me with something real quick?” you asked, putting your hands together in an effort to move him. “it won’t take more than ten minutes of your time! i can’t do it by myself, but the teacher asked me to grab this ginormous box and i can’t leave until i bring it to the classroom!”

“oh, okay.”

“yes! thank you so much! you’re truly a lifesaver!!” you exclaimed, relief flooding through you, (you’d been starting to feel a bit worried you would have to just pray to god that you wouldn’t get crushed by a box). “it’s not that far away from here!”

“alright.” angry answered, following you as you led him down the hall. he was quiet throughout the short walk, not attempting to make any sort of conversation with you. the silence wasn’t unnoticed by you, but you found that it was calm and nice rather than awkward and uncomfortable, which was something you could appreciate, (somehow, you found silence rather hard to come by nowadays).

when the two of you reached the supply closet, souya quietly followed you inside, looking around a bit at the cluttered mess of everything in the room. the door clicked closed behind him, which made you sigh a bit, glancing around the room to see if there was anything heavy enough to use as a doorstopper.

the mess of things around the room made it hard to even see everything that was there, which made you sigh, shaking your head.

“i’m not sure why it’s so messy in here…honestly, i’ll probably take a bit to straighten things out here before i go home.” you said. “i don’t know how anybody let it get this messy.”

souya didn’t respond to you, instead seeming to be thinking thoughtfully about something. his silence brought you back to the task at hand, moving a few things out of the way of where the box was on the shelf.

“okay, anyways, i just need help grabbing this box real quick, but let me prop open the door first…” you grabbed a nearby stool that seemed heavy enough to do the job, walking over to the door and grabbing the handle.

rattle.

“hah…lemme try again…” you muttered nervously, putting the stool down and putting all your focus on the doorknob. you praying that you’d just had a bad try at the doorknob and that it was not in fact locked.

rattle.

once again, the doorknob didn’t budge, only rattling in place as you tried to open the door.

“no way…seriously??” you said in shock, shaking the doorknob as you kept trying to open the door. “why the hell does a supply closet have an auto-lock door…?” you slowly turned around, facing souya with a sheepish expression on your face.

the boy only looked back at you, a bit confused at the fact that you’d been muttering to yourself for the past thirty seconds.

“uh, the door…it’s locked…” you explained. “please tell me you have your phone on you.”

“smiley’s phone died, so he’s using mine right now for something.”

“oh my god…and i left mine in the classroom…” you admitted, smacking your hand against your face. “okay, actually, it’s fine. someone will walk by and hear me if i start screaming, right?” you pondered. “i’m not sure how long i can scream for though…”

you heard a small thump! as souya sat himself on the floor of the closet, his knees pulled to his chest as he suddenly buried his face in his arms.

“gah! souya-kun!” you exclaimed, rushing over and kneeling down next to him. “are you alright?! i’m so sorry, this is all my fault!!”

“smiley will be worried if i’m gone for too long…” souya murmured, his voice a bit shaky now.

you hovered over him, unsure of what to do in this situation. in all honesty, you didn’t personally know him too well; of course, you’d heard all the rumors about the kawata twins a million times over, but you’d only really talked to souya in passing and through tutoring sessions you gave the both of them, (when they actually showed up to school).

you wouldn’t have guessed that he was so sensitive, but you supposed you should have figured. after all, souya always had a soft and kind voice when talking, and he was always so nice and respectful to you that it made you forget all the rumors about him.

“hey, it’s okay. i’ll get us out of here, no problem!” you assured, (you had no idea how you were going to get out of here). you sprung back up, looking around for anything that could help you.

of course, there’s literally only junk in here. what was i thinking?

and so, you proceeded to bang against the door for ten minutes.

you eventually stopped, rubbing your sore shoulder as you kneeled down next to souya. he hadn’t moved or said anything else at all, which was worrying you a little bit.

“okay, i think i lied…i’m sorry. i don’t know how to get out of here. but! i’m sure someone will find us eventually!” you said, trying your best to assure the boy in front of you.

what to do, what to do…

you sat down on the floor next to him, shuffling a bit closer to him, (you had to admit, it was a bit daunting that you two were currently locked in a closet, but you chose to put it out of your mind).

“y’know, when i was younger i beat someone up.” you randomly admitted. souya’s head perked up at this, which made you feel a bit more confident in continuing with your story. “yeah, i haven’t told anybody ‘cause i’m not sure how that would reflect on me as class president…but i mean, he totally had it coming, y’know?!” you exclaimed, your expression reflecting your true emotions on the incident. “he was being such an ass! i don’t even remember what his name was, but he would always pull on the girls' hair and would mess with the quiet boys in the class, and it totally pissed me off!”

“...you beat him up?” souya asked quietly, a curious expression on his face.

“yeah! and then i got expelled…but, it was totally worth it!” you said confidently, curling your fingers into a fist. “of course, i don’t think i could beat anybody up now. i would probably be the one getting beaten up, haha.”

“why?”

“oh, well…i mean i dunno. back then it was pretty easy because everyone was just as weak as everyone else, but now that we’re older everyone has different strengths. i mean, you and your brother are for sure stronger than i am, right?”

“...yeah, you’re right. there was this time me and my brother, we challenged these dudes from…” as souya began to talk, you smiled, noticing his head was fully out of his arms. the expression on his face had changed from nervous to somewhat curious and excited, making you feel quite accomplished. his voice was soft and calm as he talked, and unknowingly, listening to him talk was also calming you down as well, making you feel more relaxed. in fact, you even forgot for a moment that the two of you were currently locked in a closet.

how cute…

you supposed it wasn’t terrible to stay here for a while longer.

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ladylyra · 2 months

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yeah yeah yeah i'm a day late happy (mostly) crackship valentines day

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nishikiyamayuko · 2 months

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Biannual reminder of just how much it sucks that Yuko has no presence in the story whatsoever because Kazama’s whole purpose is to unmoor the audience by starting out as a trustworthy symbol of paternal guidance only to be revealed as a murderer and liar at the very end of his life. And with that reveal in mind, the fact that he paid for Yuko’s medical treatment gets retroactively evolved from a fairly simple act of generosity into something… deeply, insidiously gross and invasive. Especially consider that Nishiki’s whole involvement in the Yakuza started in part because he felt indebted to him because of it, and Yuko & him functioned as Kazama’s surrogate children.

Like oh yeah, Kazama funded all efforts to keep Yuko alive for two decades. After killing her mother and father when she was a baby, without her ever finding out. You think she loved him? You think he loved her?You think she loved the idea of him more than the man, because he became so distant after she got sick? You think she wrestled with the part of herself that understood why he couldn’t visit her more often & the part of her that resented him for not making more of an effort? You think, when he did visit her, she was so glad to have his company but so offput by the fact that he basically saw her as a little girl, since that was when he had the most contact with her?

You think she admired his authority, but felt some twinge of bitterness knowing she could never claim any of that power for herself? You think she listened to Nishiki whine about not feeling wanted by Kazama and had to decide if she was sympathetic or jealous that he even had so many opportunities to be around him? You think either of them came to visit her when she was in comas or unconscious, and she woke up with choppy, distorted memories of their voices at her bedside? You think she cherished those, knowing she wasn’t forgotten? You think being spoken to while unable to respond disturbed her, and she tried her best to forget them?

You think she asked Kazama about her father when she was a little kid, and he dodged the question because it had only been a few years since he killed that man & Yuko is talkative and he just could not stand the possibility that she might start prattling on about her dead dad if he did share any information? You think she asked him about her mother when she got older, became a woman herself? You think he told her what little he knew, because he didn’t emotionally react to her death in the first place, she was just collateral damage & Yuko doesn’t look as much like her anyway, so the conversation feels less brazenly deceptive?

You think he bought her gifts? You think she looked at them and thought of how lavish her funeral would be? You think he got any of her belongings after she died, something small like a hair clip or a well-loved doll, because Nishiki took all the big stuff? You think she had already given him some little trinket long before she passed, because he saw her so rarely that it had the same effect as if she had already been gone? You think that morbid liminality reminded him of how it felt the first time, driving to some quiet part of Kamurocho, knowing you’re going there to end a life? You think she picked up on that unspoken, one-sided significance, maybe wondered why he sometimes seemed tense around her? Did Kazama go to her funeral? Did him and Nishiki talk at it?

And the writers didn’t even think her perspective on that series of events was worth bringing up. Fun!

#kazama shintaro #shintaro kazama #nishikiyama yuko #yuko nishikiyama #nishikiyama akira #akira nishikiyama #oh and technically #Souta

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calx-bdo · 1 year

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"WAKE UP ALREADY!!"

a munakata souta x reader fanfic

suzume no tojimari

Oh, how you loved him. His shoulder-length raven hair, his built body, his sense of humour, the way he's excellent with kids, his eyes, his smile, his everything. You adore everything about him. Well, except one thing.

The way he literally cannot wake up in the morning.

"Hey! Get up already! At this rate you can sleep through earthquakes of an intensity of 9!" You groaned. You have been trying to wake him up for 15 minutes. Fifteen. And your dearest still is not awake. God, by the time he wakes up he will be seeing a metal pan meet his face!!!! Goodness, that boy cannot wake up on his own AND with others. "Dude...no way. I'm never spending the morning over at your house again." You grumbled at you (tried to) fold your side of the blanket. Only for him to grab at it and mess it up. He will be the death of you, you swear, one day.

You wanted to slap him. You have just finished washing up, including washing your own dishes after you ate breakfast, and he's still sleeping! What!!! You shook him harder and harder. No, he's not getting up, not anytime soon. Unless...

Slowly, you bent down and placed your lips on him, sealing it with a soft kiss. Pulling away immediately, you hid your face in the blanket. "Huh..? I'm awake, what now?" He looked at you. You looked at him, only to see a mischievious glint in his eyes. Wait...was he just waiting for you to-...Oh my god.

Ugh! You were going to kill him one day, you swear! That bastard!

@calxb-do , march 11th, 2023

#yingyue'snovels #souta x reader #suzume x reader #suzume #suzume no tojimari #souta suzume #souta #munakata souta #anime #anime x gender neutral reader #anime x reader

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ka-go-me · 4 days

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. Lσσƙ ιƚ'ʂ Mαყυ~!

【★】~ Pixiv-峰原 ID-63508352

#Inuyasha #Kagome #Souta #Mayu #Inuyasha fanart #{entwined

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my-headspacee · 1 year

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another hot fictional man added to my collection, thank you very much

#munakata souta #suzume no tojimari #souta

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ryutaria · 11 months

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A hot summer day out...

Art credits:- _Tomboy

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fyoggo · 8 months

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CMON KAZUI WIN ALREADY

ALSO to be clear I see some ppl think this is fuuta..

It is not, it's my old man oc

#seriously im at my limit #tsk tsk tsk #milgram kazui #kazui mukuhara #frog art?#phone sketchie #souta #oc art

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desisailormoon · 17 days

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Behold my newest cursed creation: Coquette Furuta 🩰🎀🪽💘💗

Isn’t he the cutest???? 🥺🥺🥺

#tokyo ghoul #tokyo ghoul re #furuta nimura #kichimura washuu #souta #coquette #coquettecore #aesthetic #call him fuwuta 🥺🥺🥺#koori ui #furutui

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halcydaze · 3 months

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Just Souta Chair-Kun and Harrison Ford, together at the Golden Globes

(via Crunchyroll)

#suzume #suzume no tojimari #souta #souta munakata #harrison ford #golden globes #golden globes 2024

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kyanitedragon · 3 months

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Mr PG & Madam A in 1x04 Supper

#its fun that the anime paired them up #cuz they're both working with Kanou #tokyo ghoul #mr pg #madam a #souta #maiko abe #nimura furuta #kichimura washuu #tg #tg 1x04 #gourmet arc #tg rewatch

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ranhaitanisgf · 3 months

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Hello. Can I have headcanons with Angry with “flower shop” and “watching the sunset”. One day he accompanied someone to a flower shop and met y/n there. And she gave him a blue flower, the colour of his hair. So everytime they see each other, she gives him blue flowers. And then he surprises her by asking her out on a date and giving her a large bouquet of flowers and at the end of the date they watched the sunset together. I hope I made sense. Thank you 😊.

— souya [angry] kawata // flower shop // watching the sunset

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❥ a blue flower.

❥ souya is blinking at you, his gaze shifting to look at the flower, then you, then back to the flower. are you giving this to him? why? he wasn’t the one who was buying flowers here, right?

“here, take it! it matches the color of your hair!” “oh…okay.”

❥ after he leaves the shop with smiley, he still isn’t sure what to make of the interaction, though he’s kicking himself a bit at the fact that all he’d responded with was just the two plain words. he didn’t even say thank you! that was considered impolite, right? why was he so shaken by something random like that?

❥ his thoughts were distracting him so much to the point that he was able to ignore smiley’s incessant teasing and comments about the interactions, (actually, he is thankful for that). even when they had been home for hours, he still was eyes the flower in his hand, gently twirling the stem as he stared into the pastel blue color of the petals.

❥ souya doesn’t know anything about flowers, so it takes him a while to find the name of the flower. at first, he tried asking smiley, but he had obviously responded with…

“hah? i dunno anything about flowers.”

❥ he doesn’t know why he thought smiley would know.

❥ and so, souya walked over to the local library, feeling a little bit nervous about being there, (he thinks everyone somehow knows he’s never been there in his life and that he doesn’t know what he’s doing at all). it takes him a while, but he eventually finds a flower reference book, his eyes widening in surprise as he realized that, wow, this book is so huge…

❥ he’s not one to give up from a challenge though, so he grabbed the book, taking it and laying it on the table next to him as he takes a seat. he begins to page through the heavy tome, the blue flower next to him as he compared it to the pictures in the book. it’s a bit of a tedious task, but strangely enough he finds himself enjoying it.

❥ he eventually finds the name; a cornflower. it took him longer than expected to find it, but it was because the color in the book made the color of the flower seem more purple, (he thinks there’s a chance he still got it wrong, but he’s pretty sure). he’s not sure what to do with this information now, but he’s satisfied with it.

❥ the next time he sees you is at school, surprisingly. he had never really taken much of an interest in the people in his classes, only following smiley around school on the days that they would attend. so, when he sees you walking with your friends in the hallway, it’s out of the blue for him to be staring at you. smiley had already known something was up, but now that he had the full story, he was absolutely itching to get his little brother to make a move.

“oi, (l/n)!”

❥ smiley only laughed at his brother’s stupefied expression, waving at you when you looked back, (of course smiley knows you, why else would he have gone into your family’s flower store?). you also noticed souya, remembering something as you began to dig in your bag.

❥ you jogged over to the brothers, pulling out…another blue flower?

“here!”

❥ with your friends calling out to you to hurry up, you took the flower and carefully placed the stem of it in his hand, curling his fingers around it before you rejoined your friends, your laugh reverberating beautifully around the hallway as you left, (at least it did to souya).

❥ the first time, he blamed it on the the surprise of the situation, but souya doesn’t have an excuse this time. his second encounter with you had ended with him not saying even one word, just staring and nodding at you dumbly as you walked away, holding another blue flower in his hand.

❥ however, different from last time, his thoughts were were more chaotic, scurrying around his mins trying to come up with explanations and solutions. why were you giving him flowers? why can’t he speak with you? why are you so cute- wait, what?!

❥ nonetheless, the day ended with him visiting the library once again, pulling out the same flower reference book as before, flipping through the colored pages and comparing them with the new flower he had received.

❥ it took longer this time, but his diligence got him to the answer; blue hydrangea. satisfied, he went home, smiley endlessly teasing him about the small interaction with you today, (despite the teasing, it only made him smile because he was thinking of you).

❥ after his second failure, he decides enough is enough! on a very spur of the moment decision, he makes an order for a small bouquet of flowers, (he wants to get larger, but he is also very broke) and decides that today he will ask you out!

❥ not that he knows how he’s going to go about that.

❥ he doesn’t even bother asking smiley for any help; actually, scratch that, he doesn’t go to anyone for help. he is completely on his own, going based off of things he’s seen in mangas and tv shows, (is this actually going to help him? he has no idea).

❥ souya doesn’t know what he’s doing, but he’s decided not to think about it too much as he goes to pick up the flowers, carrying them carefully while he walks to your family’s flower shop.

❥ he finds that it’s hard not to think too much when your smiling face is right in front of him, asking if you can help him, are you alright? is something wrong?

“i…can i take you…out…?” “haha, i was wondering when you would ask!”

❥ he’s not sure how, but it worked, (how did it work?!). he hadn’t planned or even thought this far ahead, so he was a bit flustered and unsure how to proceed when you immediately clocked out, telling him that the two of you could go out right now, (right now?! what does he do?!).

❥ the only thing that comes to mind is taking you somewhere to watch the sunset, (it should be around that time soon, right?) so that’s what he decides on, stumbling over his words as you make conversation with him.

❥ it doesn’t take long for the two of you to end up near the river side, providing a perfect view of the already setting sun. in all honesty, souya has been bumbling and stuttering over his words, not having any sort of clear and coherent thought about what to say to you. it’s why he has mostly kept with listening to you talk; he’s been enjoying hearing about the random things that have happened in your day and how they sold out of my favorite bread, again!! i swear i’ll get it tomorrow, even if i have to fight everyone in the lunch line!

❥ he is now hesitantly sitting down next to you, silence hanging between the two of you as the colors of orange and pink bloomed in the sky, purple settling in the distance. you suddenly brga to shuffle around in your bag for something, the rustling noise fitting into the rustling of the grass.

“here!”

❥ another blue flower.

“blue hydrangea…” “oh? wow! how did you know that?” “...i looked it up in the library.” “haha, you could’ve just asked me if you were curious! that’s so cute though~”

❥ souya went back home that night smiling and talking to him, (smiley insists that you broke him).

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