#wind breaker x you

[meguwumibear]

togame x reader writing warm up

It's nearly midnight when the first of many rocks ricochets off of your first story window with a sharp plink. You don't even need to draw back the curtain to know who's waiting for you on the other side, likely still wearing his yellow shades despite the late hour.

You don't know if the man is stupid or suicidal.

Not one to reward poor behavior, you decide to wait him out. Togame will grow bored of tossing rocks at glass eventually.

Or not.

The next rock thrown splinters the pane with a quiet crack. The asshole never could take a hint.

You're not prepared for the sorry looking face that meets yours as you yank back the curtains. Togame's nose is practically smushed up against the ruined glass as he surveys the damage he's done, warm breath fogging up the window. The colorful specs he dons do little to hide the raised purple bruise forming under his left eye.

"Shit," you swear, as you fumble with the lock, "you gonna give me a matching shiner if I say I told you so?"

Togame has the nerve to look offended.

"When have I ever put my hands on you, huh?"

Never. Togame is known for his violence but has ever only been gentle with you.

"Tch, first time for everything."

You turn your back on him as he shimmies gracelessly into your room. If you keep looking at his ruined face, you might forgive him too soon.

"This mean you won't kiss it better?" he asks.

Damn him and his ability to make light of even serious situations.

"Does Choji know how you cool off after a fight?"

"Does Umemiya know who keeps your bed warm?"

A fair hit. You did throw the first punch.

"Baby, I don't wanna fight," he sighs, moody little pout making him look like something the cat dragged in. "If I'm not getting any kisses, I'll settle for some ice."

He closes the distance between the two of you, draping himself across your back. His long arms wind their way around your waist, leeching any lingering bitterness from you with their heat.

You wish it was easier to stay mad at him.

The expression you're met with as you twist around is soft, hopeful even. Apparently, it isn't easy for him to stay mad at you either.

You remove his glasses gingerly, placing them down on your crowded vanity. Green, green eyes watch you set them carefully aside.

"One kiss," you relent.

"Two"

"This isn't a negotiation, Romeo. And you owe me for the window."

"What if I say please?" he asks, following the question with the plead before you can even respond.

Fuck. Fine. Whatever.

The black eye is punishment enough. Now need to rub additional salt into the wound.

You slot your lips against his slowly, and he smiles into the kiss, victorious. You have to stand on your tiptoes to reach his mouth, despite the fact he's made himself small for you.

"More," he moans as you playfully nip at his bottom lip. "Please, baby."

He's already semi hard against your hip. It's always so easy to work him up. You wonder if yours is the only kind touch he knows.

You pull back reluctantly. His lips chase after yours, but you still them with a finger.

"Ice first."

"But-"

"Ice first," you repeat.

He frowns as he flops face first onto your bed, burrowing into your pillows and blankets. When he lifts his head it's to say, "fine, but I expect much more than kisses once you're done playing nurse."

And that, at least, you two can agree on.

#togame jo x reader #togame jo x you #wind breaker x reader #wind breaker x you #togame x reader #togame x you #if you see me abandoning all my wips to write about this man no you dont !! #i just think he's neat !! #wanna be loverboy #his sweats are made of boyfriend material

[gojoidyll]

Think Fast !! Chapter 1

Various x Fem!Reader

Summary | Due to certain circumstances, you and your family end up moving. Also due to these same circumstances, you find yourself being homeschooled, much to your dismay. But after getting your daily dosage of learning done and trying to get over the fact that you are stuck being homeschooled, you quickly find yourself wandering around the town of Makochi without a care in the world in your free time. And the people you meet? Yeah, you didn't regret moving one bit.

Warnings | None

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@greyrain23 @wntrsblvd @pagesoflanguish

"Hey, hey, look! I finally got Aventurine to level 80 and I even got his lightcone too!"

You showed your older brother your phone screen as you happily talked about the fictional character. Your bright eyes shining and your lips pulled into a large grin.

Life was good ever since you moved and became homeschooled.

Your brother glanced down at your phone when you brought it up and patted your head, "you and your games. Anyway, I have to go."

You watched as he donned his school jacket. To be honest, you weren't exactly sure if he even was going to a "school" because what you heard from your brother was that he will be basically getting into fights with thugs rather than actually learning anything.

You were glad you sought out the comfort of being homeschooled.

"What's your school called again?"

"Furin."

You hummed lightly as you turned off your phone and slid it into your pocket.

"Can I walk with you?"

He crinkled his nose.

He was a year older than you. He was a second year in high school already while you were supposed to be a first year. But due to some circumstances back where you guys used to live, well, you ended up getting homeschooled instead and your brother was made to move onto his second year of high school at a new place.

He didn't mind it though. He never like the old school anyway.

But, even though you were his sister and he was happy that you were getting an education at home... he was still your older brother. And, to him, it was way uncool to be walking with your little sister to school (even if you both were only a year apart).

"No way!"

Even as he rushed out the door, you were quick to throw on your brightly colored crocs, and followed after him.

"H- hey! Wait up!"

"Don't follow me!! Shouldn't you be doing your homeschool homework?!"

"I finished that last night," you yelled right back, trying to catch up to him.

"You brat! I bet you did your work the night before so you could play games all day!"

"You know me so well, brother- oof!"

You winced and fell backwards. Your face had coming inti contact with a hard chest.

"Sis?"

When your brother didn't hear you following behind him anymore, he stopped to turn to look for you, and seeing you on the ground sent alarm bells in his head right away.

"Uhh- I'm sorry-"

You winced when you felt the front of your shirt get pulled into a tight grip as the man you had run into pulled you up forcefully, "damn brat! Do you know who you just ran into?"

"Uhmm, no," you smiled awkwardly, "am I supposed to?"

"Why you little..."

He brought his fist up causing you to squirm, "hey- hey, I apologized! It was an accident, I swear-!"

You barely got your sentence out when someone came flying in. Their foot coming into contact with the man's face. The thug was quick to go down as he went backwards a little. And you? Your shirt was a little crumpled but you weren't hurt.

"Are you ok?!"

You felt your brother gran a hold of you. His arms wrapping around you in a protective manner as he looked over at the guy who kicked the man's face in.

The guy looked to be your age. Though, what stood out the most to you was his multi-colored hair and eyes.

He was ... like an anime character! He had a cool entrance, cool hair and eyes, and even a kick ass attitude!

"An anime protagonist," you muttered quietly.

Your brother, you had heard your quiet whisper could only deadpan. He knew what you were like and he could only hope you don't bother the poor soul who saved you.

When the multi-colored hair boy fixed his jacket when the man didn't seem to be getting up anytime soon, you were quick to wriggle out of your brother's hold.

"Are you like a isekai protagonist or something?! Or maybe a secret demon lord who is on the path of good?! Or maybe a superhero trying to hide his identity to-"

Your brother yanked you backwards, "sorry about her Sakura. She's weird."

You guffawed, "you two know each other?!?!?!"

Your brother pinched your cheek to quiet you down, "we met yesterday. The thugs were messing with a woman so we just so happened to fight them together."

Your bright eyes turned back to "Sakura," "so you're a tough guy who saves the damsel in distress?!"

The boy, "Sakura," could only cringe at you. You were loud, hyperactive, and obviously had your own delusions of anime and manga.

"Uuugghhh."

Your brother could only hope that you don't scare away his new friends too soon. (Granted, your brother wouldn't exactly call Sakura a friend mainly because Sakura always seemed so agitated and angry with the world, but he knew Sakura was a good person deep down.)

"Let's be friends, Sakura!"

"No way!"

#wind breaker #wind breaker x female reader #wind breaker anime #wind breaker manga #wind breaker x reader #wind breaker x y/n #wind breaker x you #sakura haruka

[naomi-nana]

bofurin and romance tropes . wind breaker

just as the title says, bofurin and romance tropes.

featuring : umemiya, sakura, kaji

cw : fluff, gn!reader, probably ooc

a/n : since there isn't many wind breaker fics right now, i'm gonna make one since im obsessed with the characters! if this goes well, maybe i'll make a second part:D

UMEMIYA HAJIME . friends to lovers !

the two of you first met in café pothos, when you were helping out kotoha since it was pretty busy that day. he was the one that noticed you first and came up to you with a huge smile on his face. he didn't say anything and only stared at you for a while, which makes you think that the leader of bofurin is a freak. but you talked to him anyway.

and that leads you to being friends with him somehow. and because of that, he won't stop bothering you whenever he got the chance to. "name, look! my plants are looking so beautiful under the moon today, hahaha!" he showed them off proudly at you. you only nod your head with a smile on your face. "that's great. but, why are you taking me to furin at night? surely this isn't because you want to have a bbq party with me."

"do you want to?!"

"just tell me what you want, ume."

he chuckled and looks over at you with sincere eyes that makes you feel weirded out. not because you're disgusted by him, but because he usually looks at you that way whenever he has something serious to say. "say, are you alone right now?" you tilt your head to the side at his question. "what do you mean? i'm with you right now."

"haha, sorry. i should've been more specific. i mean, are you single?"

SAKURA HARUKA . clueless and flustered !

"stop doing that!" sakura glares at you while his whole face glows bright red. suou and nirei only watches from the side as the interaction between you and him goes on. "doing what? i'm not doing anything!" you put the bandage on his injury. the three of them had just gotten back from a fight in the town. and apparently, sakura jumped way too early into the fight and got injured because of that. which is why you're trying to put bandages on his arms right now. keyword, trying.

"could you please stop moving?" you grab his wrist with your hand to make him stop running away from you, but it only makes it worse. he's now screaming like a crazy guy. "hey! get them away from me!" he stares at suou who only smiles at him.

"i-i think we should help him before he passed out from the amount of affection name is giving him." nirei whispers to suou, which earns a hum from him. "hmm, you're right. but this is way too amusing to watch. i say we wait a few more minutes."

KAJI REN . talkative and quiet !

kaji is known for being a person who's easily angry. well, he might look calm, but the second someone or something pisses him off, he's really scary. which is why people often run away from him. not the people in furin though, including you, who came from a different high school. of course people think you're weird, acting all smiley besides him while he's 'ignoring' you and listening to his music.

but, in reality, he actually hears whatever you're currently saying. "kaji, did you hear? apparently that new coffee shop is closing because they didn't sell well!" you crossed your arms together as you looked at kaji with a dissappointed face. "how sad, i really liked how their coffee taste!" kaji only nod at what you said, and didn't say anything back.

you noticed that he didn't say anything and decided to just shut your mouth, since you think that you're bothering him a little and you don't want him to get mad at you. but then, he suddenly stops walking. "what's wrong, kaji?" you noticed he stopped at the coffee shop you were talking about. he took off his headphone and opened his mouth to speak,

"do you..want to buy coffee?"

naomi-nana. do NOT repost, do not use,(with or without permission), do not reccommend or talk about my works outside of tumblr.

#nao.writes #wind breaker #wind breaker (satoru nii) #wind breaker x reader #umemiya hajime x reader #sakura haruka x reader #kaji ren x reader #umemiya hajime #sakura haruka #kaji ren #wind breaker x you #wind breaker x yn #wind breaker fanfics

[day-yonniee]

➺ 𝐌𝐘 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐄 | ♡

With how he fights and has that scar on his scary face, people would assume he's a mean and cold lover. One that forget your anniversary date and leave your messages on read. It was a offensive accusation to him, especially when it involves you.

Joker made sure to show everyone that you deserve everything in the world. Buying you things that would adore your pretty self, he didn’t care if he had to fight a extra match. As long you were happy and content with him, then Joker wouldn’t mind getting some bruises to see that sweet little smile on your face. Sure he doesn’t show it like those cheesy lovers on tv shows, but actions speak louder than words.

Whenever you two hold hands, He would make sure to press a kiss on the back of your hand before he had to let go. Silently telling you his love and affection towards you. Even though it’s a small and simple way of showing it, it still made your heart melt whenever he would do it. Joker remember the first time he did it, the two of you were walking to your place. Joker wanted to made sure you made it home safe from your job. Walking beside you like some bodyguard with that mean look that’s always on his face, while still holding your hand with such gentle care.

Once you made it home, you gave Joker your thanks and how you would see him tomorrow. His dull eyes staring down at you and nodding before bringing your hand up to his lips. Softly placing a kiss on your skin then letting go, telling you that he will pick you up in the morning. Not moving from his spot until you disappeared safely in your home, silently enjoying the bashful look on your cute face. Which played in his mind repeatedly, quietly vowing to himself to that he will be the one who will put that expression on your face every chance he gets.

So whoever thinks that Joker isn’t a good lover should come outside and catch these hands, because Joker will fight them and prove them wrong.

#windbreaker x reader #wind breaker joker #windbreaker Short #windbreaker #joker x y/n #joker x you #joker x reader #hes so pretty #i love and adore him #i love him so much #wind breaker manhwa

[getonite]

WINDBREAKER (SATORU NII) DRABBLE

f!reader ; this was supposed to be like two paragraphs of a scenario, not a while drabble. but i love hayato suo and all of windbreaker, so...

hayato suo is the type to walk into furin or kotoha's cafe littered in lipstick stains on his face, but he acts like it's nothing. sakura's face is the color of one, and nirei mirrors it, though they both stare intently at him.

the only one to speak up is kotoha and she's like, "you've got a little...something, on your face. specifically, lipstick."

and suo will be like, "oh! do i?" his signature bright ass smile is on his face as he acts like: (1) he didn't ask you to do it and (2) that he was completely unaware of the bright red lipstick pressed to his lips, cheeks, and neck. "ah~i guess my pretty girl got carried away."

"p-pretty girl?" nirei stumbles.

hayato would rest his face on his propped up arm. "mhm, my girlfriend silly!"

"GIRLFRIEND?!"

"a girlfriend, huh?"

"YOU, HAVE A GIRLFRIEND?!?"

"of course, i, have a girlfriend sakura-san," he has a smile on his face, his eyes shut and mouth curled tightly upwards, "what is that supposed to mean, hm?"

by no means is suo ugly, but his personality is not something any of the furin boys thought would be dateable. sakura turns away, not opening his mouth anymore, just sitting across from suo with blush etched on his face.

the bell to the cafe rings and the three boys sitting at the table look at the door. "speaking of girlfriend..." hayato whispers.

kotoha, nirei, and sakura look to see you, who has got to be the prettiest girl in town. the boys jaws are wide open and hayato only laughs as he stands up to greet you. "you were being serious?!" sakura says with shock.

hayato frowns, turning to face him. "did you think i was lying?"

"yes."

"kinda."

"sorta."

"hey, that's not very nice!"

#𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐒 .ᐟ #hayato suo #windbreaker (satoru nii) #windbreaker anime #wind breaker #hayato suo x reader #hayato suo fluff #hayato suo drabble #hayato suo x you #wind breaker x reader #wind breaker fluff #x female reader #fem reader #female reader

[goteique]

are we still friends? + (togame jo, sugista kyotaro,choji tomiyama,kota sako)

cws. | gn!reader, headcanon + scenarios format, sorta character study, fluff, angst, comfort. | redirect to blog navigation.

syn. | How do they react to confession when the feelings are mutual?

notes. | omg! here's part two. read part one here. enjoy <3

☆ Togame Jo : "Did Choji put you up for this?" Togame enquires with a sharp tone, eyebrows ever so slightly growing close to each other that it goes away when you blink. The question hits you like a stone on your head. Why would he do that? unless . . . he already did that what's it got anything to do with him? Did Choji pull a prank like this before? and he might have liked them. . . and might not have. . .pushing the thoughts aside  you ask keeping your voice as even as possible,

"Would your answer be any different if that wasn't the case?" Of course, he has his wall high up. Not only that, the surface of the wall is full of sharp spikes so that no one can climb, not even you. It is no surprise that he would be so rude when a wave of affection washes over him. You force a smile upon your face and look down. The empty bottle of the cold drink containing a marble ball that was circling a while ago comes to a halt now. That's right. He should not have said that out loud. It is surprising in the first place when someone like you, so far away from his world is into him and it is even more surprising when you have the heart to confess. He did not mean to sound rude. . .It's just that . . .

"Sorry, I should not have asked that." He says trying his best he can to keep himself. He takes a quick glance at you through the corner of his eyes. Even for a split second, he saw your lips trembling. He curses himself keeping the bottle aside on the bench. "Well, no." His voice is so low, so meek that he has to clear his throat and straighten up before speaking. "No. Absolutely not. My answer would not change." was he scared? wait, he is . . . scared? He has never been the one to pray to God but now, at this moment with all his heart he asks the heavens not to let you cry. He does not wish to witness that since he does not know how to handle it. He has only been known to handle things with violence and dominance, not with talking and kindness. He takes off his glasses and stands up to face you who is still sitting on the bench head down as if gravity is growing stronger at each second. You feel a wind pass by before a cloth rests on your back, embracing your shoulders. You look up with eyes full of water up to the brim. "That's . . . that's my way of telling."

It takes a moment to sink into you what he actually meant and wear his jacket properly thinking how emotionally constipated he is. what is this? A competition? you let out a long hum.

"that's all you have to say?" Togame says impatiently. "I tell you that you like you and all you say is "hmm", huh? You grin from war to ear, and standing up you pinch his cheeks. He does not recoil like a spring-like you expected him to.

"Yeah. You said that now." Togame looks away unable to meet your water-full eyes anymore, warmth spreading over his cheeks, ears and even neck.

★ Sugishita Kyotaro

Sugishita's world is totally mapped out and it all revolves around Umemiya-san. But the moment you said you like him, his everlasting face of boredom did not do much except his eyebrows grew closer together. Is that the face of a surprised person? You ponder but it is meaningless because his eyes are onto you and all he is doing is to inspect you. If the wills and worlds had the potential he would put you under microscope. But even with so much effort all he does is to ask the most stupid question ever. “Do you? Do you really like me? You nod since your throat has become dry. He chins his face for a second and then turns towards you asking with a mellowed tone, “Is it the “i like you as a lover” or ...?” He does not get to finish his sentence while you cover your face and nod tremendously. almost five times in a row. His eyes spread wide. You are covering your face. You do not wish to see his reaction, nor prepared for the answer he is about to give. You feel a feather touch around your wrists as he whispers, “i do too. I like you too.” as he peels off your hand carefully. As someone who is known to be only talking with fists he certainly is not rigid and rough with you. He holds your hand as you look at him for a few seconds and then guides your palms over his cheeks. “y/n-san, Tell me again that you like me and I'll tell you again.” he says sinking in to your touch.

☆ Choji Tomiyama

"Huh?" It was all he could say when those magical words came out of your mouth. Within a blink of your eyes, he jumps so high that you feel if he really wanted, he could touch the sky. Then his cheeks puff a little before a devasted choice of words escapes his mouth,“It’s not fair. I wanted to say it at first,” When it registers in your head you think he might have misheard you so you try to say again but he quickly grabs your hand saying, “Why didn't you give me heads up? I wanted to tell you first that I like you. It's not fairrrreee.” if anything's is unfair is that how a leader seems to act in such a childlike manner but it's okay. This is why you fell for him. He stops whining and says in one breath, "So, then I'll be the one to take you on a date. " he is still holding your hand.

★ Kota Sako

For someone who's eyes are always glued on Hiragi, movements and talks trying to imitate Hiragi he certainly is more than aware of himself and his surroundings. You expect him to brush away your plea when you ask him to stay after the class or even just decline you by saying that he is busy or the worst: simply ignoring you even after hearing. But none of that happens. He waits for you after the class patiently, listens to all you have to say, and then says, "I'll think about it." while internally practically panicking so hard that his head starts to hurt by the time he reaches home. When you reach home, you get a text from an unknown number saying, "So, let's date then. -Sako."

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[h3wi]

wind breaker (satoru nii)

umemiya hajime would definitely grow flowers for his lover. . .

on the school's rooftop. a dedicated corner of the plant bed, all for his one and only. day by day, he waters and tends to the growing seedlings with care, waiting intently for buds to show. the flowers flourish under his nuture, and when they bloom in luxuriant fashion, he can barely contain his excitement!

he presents the thriving flora to anyone who will pay attention, even hosts another get-together with bofurin to show them off, because aren't they just so cute? and when the flowers are at the peak of their beauty, he picks them out carefully, shears off ridges and thorns, cuts off the bottom of the stems at that perfect angle... before he wraps the beautiful array of colours in cellophane and ribbon. it is a brilliant arrangement made from devotion and effort, all for his special someone.

just one of the many perks of having the green-thumbed umemiya as a boyfriend!

#wind breaker #wind breaker (satoru nii) #umemiya hajime #green thumbs are green flags #a vague xreader #if you tell him you love them #he'll get so happy he'll cry #wind breaker (satoru nii) x reader

[zoshkawrites]

Hello! I hope you are having a wonderful day :-)) If you are taking requests, may I request for umemiya hajime being your bf headacanons? Thank you so much <3

Hello! Thank you so much, i hope you had a wonderful day as well<3 and yes, I am taking reqs. Enjoy and i hope that you will like them heheheeh

Umemiya Hajime as your boyfriends | Headcanons

tw: none, reader insert, english is not my native language ♡

in the beginning of your relationship, he was worried that you wouldn't want to be with him because well... he is the leader of bofurin;

he rarely talks about his past but when he does, he knows that you will listen;

ume knows every single detail about you: from which tooth ached when you were a child, to when you have your period and what pads you use;

he likes playing games that involve summoning spirits around you (he tells other guys that he is hugging you because he loves you, but in fact, he is scared);

ume takes videos of how his vegetables are growing and sends them to you all the time. "Y/N, what do you think, aren't they lovely?!";

having a BBQ party together is a total idyll for him.

you are not in a mood? no problem, he's a sun that gives you energy all the time. you are sick? he sprints to the pharmacy. you had a bad day? he is here for a talk.

his love language is sharing: sharing how your day was, talking about funny childhood memories, sharing food, sharing money for drinks, etc;

the nights he comes back drunk he is extra clingy;

when it comes to eating, he insists on eating what he wants. this is one of the downsides of him being your boyfriend;

when he is around other guys and they are talking about you, umemiya is always like: "ah, yes that beautiful girl is my girlfriend. she is also miss universe. the pageant may not know about it, but thats the truth." loves appreciating your beauty all the time;

he says the funniest, strangest pick-up lines early in the morning to cheer you up as quickly as possible: you and the boys had gathered and were waiting for ume to appear. when you saw his figure approaching you, each of you greeted him. "good morning." you said to him with sleepy eyes, suggesting you didn't get enough sleep. "good morning to everyone but to Y/N," the white-haired man shot out, causing each of you to get confused, "because Y/N, you are already the sunshine that brightens my days!"

when it comes to kisses, he always goes to your forehead first, then your nose and finally your lips. his kisses are slow, yet full with passion. this guy likes to enjoy you 100%;

every time he kisses you, his hands are on your waist. he prefers to draw you closer to him in this way.

#zoshka! #thank you sm for ume because i love him sm #my dear boy #winbre #winbre headcanons #winbre x reader #umemiya hajime #umemiya hajime x reader #umemiya hajime x y/n #wind breaker x reader #umemiya hajime headcanons #bofurin

[yanderederee]

Im 62 followers away from achieving 1,000!

Wowowow! It’s crazy to think about…

Just remember, once I’ve reached 1k, I do plan on holding another writing event!

The writing event I have in mind is a reboot of the Heather’s Yandere Quote prompts, as Heathers is one of my favorite movies.

IF YOU DO NOT LIKE THIS IDEA, AS THE FOLLOWERS, I ASK YOU SPEAK UP! If you would rather see me write for a different theme/writing prompt, PLEASE TELL ME WHAT YOU WANT, or else I’m just gonna do what I have planned.

I don’t have to specifically write yandere, but I feel it’s kind of the core of what started this blog; to display my interpretations of regular characters as Yandere psychos♡ so again, just speak up.

Sorry babes, but if you’re still sending asks requesting for my previous Yandere Alphabet event, please know that they’re being deleted. The events are for a limited time for when I feel motivated to write for them. It would be wrong of me to answer them when I’d set a clear end date for the event.

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[imrosalynangel]

Hi! -does a homestuck Au for her Wind Breaker selfship-

GOSH I definitely couldn't fight the homestucks, not even reading a manga. Sponsoring, PLEASE READ WIND BREAKER BY SATORU NII

#homestuck #homestuck fanart #homestuck au #anime and manga #wind breaker #tasuku tsubakino #guys please read wind breaker #I beg you #you can't fight the homestuck #self ship #sona x canon #oc x canon

[mangostarjam]

taking care — wind breaker, aged up sakura haruka x f!reader, established relationship, "brat" as a petname, smut towards the end, 4.4k words

"Aren't you too old for this?"

Sakura Haruka grimaces and shoves his bruised hands into his pockets. You raise an unimpressed eyebrow. There's dirt smudged along his cheekbone and the end of his sleeve is ripped.

"They were tryin' to hit on a girl." It comes out mumbled. Haruka's two toned gaze is averted to the top of your head. It was always difficult to get him to meet your eye in your high school years, but ever since he hit his growth spurt and graduated you feel like it's gotten worse.

"Haruka-kun," you sigh, "c'mere."

You grab his arm and tug, taking advantage of his brief moment of surprise to drag him into the back of the bakery. Your coworkers wave and smile at the former school captain but otherwise leave the two of you alone.

"Y-you…! What're you doing?"

The back office of Saboten is neat and clean and thankfully empty. You shove Haruka into a chair and grab his chin, ignoring the flare of heat beneath your fingers as he turns bright red.

"Did you get hit on the face?" you ask, leaning closer to look. The dirt smudging his cheek is loose, brushing away easily when you stroke the smooth skin there. You probe gently at the strong bone beneath and ignore the way his chest seizes with a held breath.

"No," he mumbles, "it's just dirt."

Your attention is drawn — as always — to his eyes. A muted, stormy gray blue and a bright, shimmering gold meet your unabashed gaze as your thumb strokes along his cheekbone again.

"I'm glad you didn't get hurt." You allow yourself a tiny grin as he scrunches his nose at you. "You could've let the new Bofurin kids handle it… but those guys will definitely think twice about messing with anyone from our neighborhood now."

"'Course," Haruka sniffs. You wonder if he knows he's leaning into your palm. "It was a quick fight, anyway. Only losers are late."

"I told you, you don't have to pick me up from work. I can handle myself." You giggle as he scoffs. You slide into a crouch, propping up your elbows on his knees for balance. "Give me your hands, Haruka-kun."

Your boyfriend hesitates for a short moment before releasing a breath. His hands are rough, but he flips them over obligingly and doesn't flinch when you curl your fingers around his wrists. "You've bruised your knuckles again," you tsk. "I'll go grab the first aid kit."

"W-wait." Haruka's entire face is charmingly pink, the gentle hue sweeping along his cheeks and up to the tips of his ears. "You don't… I mean, I don't need you to —"

"I know," you hum, tugging his hands up to brush a gentle kiss along his skin. "But I want to."

Haruka stays quiet as you fetch the first aid kit and get to work disinfecting the tiny cuts on his hands. You're used to the comfortable silence, basking in the familiarity of tending to his battle wounds in the back of the bakery where you first met.

You never would've guessed that part of your job duties at the bakery would include taking care of the new out-of-towner all those years ago, though it wasn't like he went along with it quietly. Your boss at the time was adamant that the Bofurin boys deserved all the freebies the bakery could afford to give, and she never minded when you'd pop off to the back alley to administer first aid.

Nirei was the one who knew you were handy with a medical kit, but it was Suo who eventually tricked their first year captain into coming to you. Haruka was a lot pricklier back then, shying away from casual human contact like everyone was out to get him but diving into fights like nobody's business.

Luckily for you, in spite of his speed and reflexes, Haruka definitely wasn't used to girls who were willing to literally sit on him to force him to stay still for first aid. After enough times shoving freshly baked bread into his hands and making him into your first aid practice dummy, he started to show up outside the bakery's back door on his own, often looking like a disgruntled street cat.

Little by little, you learned which breads he preferred and you begged Kotoha to teach you how to make omurice the way Haruka liked it. Little by little, he stopped flinching away from your touch and even let you lean against him when you needed a short break from work or studying, propping your head up against his shoulder and staying still enough that sometimes you'd fall asleep.

Little by little, the two of you fell in love.

Haruka doesn't say anything as you finish smoothing the tape holding his new wrappings together, but he flips his hands to hold onto you as you rise from your knees. You smile. "Do you wanna get dinner at Cafe Pothos? Kotoha-chan might make fun of you, though."

"She'll make fun of me no matter what," he grumbles. You snicker as he ducks his head. From this angle, you can only see the pale white eyelashes of his left side pressing against his skin as he takes a deep breath. "Don'tcha need to finish your shift? I'll be outside."

"Aw, are you worried about me?"

"Shaddup" Haruka huffs. "As if I care."

You grin as he rises to his full height, still steadily avoiding eye contact as you squeeze his hands. After all these years, it's cute how flustered he still gets when you tease him. "Haruka-kun? You can let me go now."

"…Can't."

"Oh?" you raise an eyebrow and tilt your head to catch his eye. He scowls. "If you just loosen your fingers—"

"Sh-shut up." You watch patiently as your boyfriend takes a deep breath. It's quiet in this back office, though a wall is shared with the employee locker room and you can hear a few of your coworkers laughing and chatting indistinctly. The smell of rising dough and freshly baked bread permeates the room, cut through with the sharp tang of antiseptic cream.

Haruka's ears are still red. You catch a glimpse of them through his black and white hair and squeeze his hands again. So cute. "Haruka," you say.

"…What?"

You rise up on tiptoes to kiss him, holding onto his hands for balance as you rock forward. Haruka predictably freezes before making a rough sound and kissing you back, letting you take the lead as you lean into him. His heartbeat jumps beneath your lips as you move to kiss at the soft spot below his jaw, earning another strangled noise that makes you smile into his skin.

It's warm. You think maybe your own ears are red enough to match his, but you don't give him a chance to notice, pressing another quick kiss to his lips and disentangling yourself. "I've gotta get back to work. I'll see you in a bit, 'kay?"

You leave him in the back office, knowing he'll find his way to the alleyway behind the bakery to wait for you, as always. Your coworkers don't mention how long you were missing, but you take over the mopping and cleaning duties as a thank you anyway.

Haruka doesn't take your hand when you meet him after your shift, but he walks close enough that your shoulders brush with every step. The gentle ringing of the wind chimes strung up below the shopping district sign follows the two of you on your walk towards home.

"What should we have for dinner, since you don't wanna endure Kotoha's teasing?" you ask, grinning lopsidedly when Haruka snorts in response. The street lamps cast a glow along his black and white hair, haloing him in a light gold that pales in comparison to his golden eye.

He glances sideways at you as you pause at a crosswalk. You catch a flash of gold and blue before he faces forward again. "You're comin' over?"

"Yes, or else you'll eat instant noodles again and die of malnutrition," you say. The two of you step into the street, though he steps slightly ahead of you to make sure it's clear. "Unless you don't want me to."

"Let's have curry."

"Did you get ingredients for curry, mister?" you ask, bumping your shoulder into his arm teasingly. "Or will we need to stop by a konbini again for emergency supplies?"

"That was just one time," Haruka grumbles, but he glances back at you fondly as you laugh. "And I went shopping earlier, brat."

He lets you hold onto his sleeve as you enter his studio apartment and stays steady as you toe your shoes off in the genkan. The place is vastly improved from the first time you stepped foot in it all those years ago, when you were delivering food for a sick Haruka.

Gone are the creaky hinges and peeling paint — the walls are smooth and clean, the cabinet doors are all securely attached, and there are actual curtains hanging over the balcony doors. He still sleeps on a futon, but he also got a low table and cushions for guests after you complained about eating on top of cardboard boxes, and he got a dresser to store his clothing after you took him shopping so he'd stop wandering around town always wearing his high school uniform.

Making dinner is always fun, with Haruka, because even though he's grown and learned a lot, you still get to tease him about his bulk stack of instant noodle packages and he still turns bright red when you lean over the table to offer him a spoonful from your plate.

He's more relaxed here, more willing to close the gap between you when you reach out to him. It used to worry you in the beginning — would you always be the one to make the first move? Did he actually like you, or was he just going along with your flirting because he didn't know any better?

Then he does something like swiping his thumb along your lips and sticking the digit in his mouth, laughing at your surprised gasp and gathering up the dishes before you can form a coherent thought. He asks about your day and listens as you tell him about the cute little kid who came into the shop asking for curry bread because "that's Sakura-taicho's favorite, and I wanna be like him when I grow up!"

You bask happily in the furious blush that paints his skin, grinning to yourself as he stammers and jerks his face away.

"Did you get new towels?" you ask, handing him a soapy plate to rinse off. Your boyfriend takes it, huffing an amused snort when you yawn widely. It's nearing your bedtime, and your sated appetite is making you even sleepier.

"Yeah," Haruka says, "since you were complainin' last time that mine're scratchy."

"Oh, nice," you say, rinsing the suds off your hands and moving to stand behind him. You shove your face into his shoulder blades before he can move, wrapping your arms around his middle as he tenses beneath you. It's been ages since he was an active fighter defending the town, but you can still feel the power and strength of his densely packed muscles twitching under your hold. "Mm, I'm sleepy…"

"Gwah! What are ya, an octopus?!" Haruka sets the clean plate on the drying rack and settles his hands on top of yours, but he doesn't move you. He could easily overpower you, though you're hugging him pretty firmly, pressing your entire body up against his as you take a deep breath. "The hell're you doin'?"

"Hugging you," you say. Haruka's fingers tighten around your wrists, but he still doesn't move you.

"I got that, genius."

"I'm just recharging before I have to head home," you mumble into his shirt. You're saving both of you from embarrassment, here, hugging him from behind like this, so really he should be grateful that you're so considerate of his feelings.

"It's late."

"I know," you whine, squeezing him just a little bit harder. "I don't wanna think about it."

"You have a toothbrush here."

Oh. "I don't have clothes here."

"You can borrow mine." Haruka stiffens even more as your hands clench the front of his shirt. "I-It's not like I'm tryna get you to stay over! It's just that it's late and you've gotta get up e-early tomorrow! I'm not some kinda pervert!"

You giggle into his back and nuzzle your forehead into the strong muscle there as he finally relaxes. "I'd be kinda upset if you didn't think about it a little bit, Haruka-kun. I am your girlfriend, after all."

Haruka lets out a huge sigh and moves to brace his hands on the counter. "You can take a bath first. Lemme go heat up the water."

"Are you trying to be a gentleman again?"

"Wuh — what're you talkin' about? I already told you I'm not a pervert!"

You laugh. "Last time you went to heat up the water for me, you didn't come out for a solid twenty minutes. I thought you passed out in there."

"That was just — I was just —!" Haruka hangs his head and you press your cheek against his back. You can feel his heartbeat pounding in double time. "I was tryin' to calm down."

"You don't have to, y'know," you say softly, patting at his firm chest with a sigh. "I wanna do it too."

Haruka chokes on his spit. Or at least, you think that's what happens, because he lapses into a coughing fit and gently pushes you towards the bathroom with a red face. He refuses to answer your concerned questions, only shoving a pair of shorts and a t-shirt into your arms before shutting the bathroom door on your amused face.

You shower and bathe on your own, humming a nonsensical tune as you lather up with his shampoo and body wash. It's a minor miracle and mostly a testament to your relationship that he has amenities at all, the clean smelling soaps clearly picked out with a thought towards your possible use of them. It makes your heart stutter in your chest when you notice that he's stocked your favorite brand of lotion on the counter and even left a clean face towel and headband for you to use while washing your face, as if he knew you'd need them eventually.

His clothes are a little too big on you, but you cinch the waistband of his shorts and hope for the best as you step out of the bathroom. Haruka is sitting stiffly at the low table, glaring down at his phone as the screen lights up with texts.

"Is everything okay?" you ask.

Haruka looks up and freezes. You pause in the act of adjusting his shirt on your shoulders, blinking at your boyfriend as he seems to go through five stages of something before he turns a bright cherry red and slams his eyes shut. You snort.

"You've seen me naked before, Haruka-kun."

"S-shaddup! T-that's different!"

You get on your knees in front of him and cup his face in your hands. Haruka doesn't flinch, but he cracks open one stormy blue eye like he's worried about what he might see. You roll your eyes at him. "Are you good? Why do you look so pissed at your phone?"

"Oh," Haruka blinks and glances sideways at the offending item. His face is warm in your hands. "The guys found out you're staying over."

"Are they giving you advice on how to get laid again?" you ask, giggling. "I love you, but please don't listen to Umemiya-san. I promise I don't get turned on by plant based pickup lines."

"I'm gonna shower!" Haruka stands abruptly and shuffles past you, but he pauses at the door. "You can read it, if ya want. The chat thread."

You raise an eyebrow and pick up his phone as he shuts the bathroom door behind him. A generic wallpaper greets you as you swipe it open, but you notice a star emoji next to your name in his message history, which makes you smile.

The chat thread with Haruka's former classmates is at the top, filling with more unread notifications as you watch. Scrolling through, you grin to yourself as the boys send teasing and shy stickers, interspersed with their own complaints of struggling to find partners for themselves and throwaway comments about "that lucky bastard Sakura" snagging "the cutest girl on Tonbu street".

"What're ya laughin' at?" You blink as Haruka crouches in front of you, a towel hanging around his neck. He's shirtless, and you watch with interest as a gentle pink flush deepens and spreads along his skin. "Quit starin'!"

"Y-you're the one who came out shirtless," you squeak, setting his phone aside and reaching out for him. Haruka chews on his lip but lets you touch him. "That's so unfair!"

You trail your hands down his bare sides and smile as he tries to suppress a shiver. Then you reach for his hands. "The first aid kit is here," Haruka says, stretching out to grab it from its shelf. The movement puts his hard muscles on full display, though you have a feeling it's unintentional. Regardless, you can't quite tear your eyes away from his chest and stomach, watching as the muscles of his abs flex when he returns to his crouch.

"You're so stupidly hot," you mutter, accepting the kit and snapping it open. "I can't believe you just walk around looking like this."

"H-huh?" Haruka's eyes widen in surprise. You grab his hands to keep him from running away, but he stays still as you reapply ointment and bandages to his knuckles.

"I know you find it hard to believe, since people used to give you shit about your looks, but you are…" you pause and glance up at him, taking in his smooth skin, his beautiful gray blue and golden eyes, his fluffy black and white hair, "stupidly hot."

Your boyfriend sighs and places a hand on your hip. You set the first aid kit aside and grin up at his pleasantly pink face. "Can I kiss you?"

"Yes, please."

Haruka kisses you slowly, tentatively. It's a little precarious, leaning up as he crouches in front of you, so you drag him to the futon and pull him over you, tugging him close by the ends of his towel. "You're so warm," he mutters, shifting his weight on his elbows and doing his best to keep from crushing you.

You sigh into the next kiss, wrapping your legs around his waist and pulling him down, huffing a laugh when he grunts and smacks his hand against the floor in surprise. "You're so far from me, how can you even tell?" you tease.

"You're always warm," Haruka grumbles. He noses along your cheek, smiling against the smooth skin there as you giggle. "And soft."

"Are you callin' me weak?" you ask, tilting your head to kiss him again. He breaks the kiss with a pant, nipping at the exposed skin of your collar as your shirt shifts. "Ah — hey!"

Haruka groans, one of his hands going down to grip at the soft give of your waist, holding you still as he grinds down into the cradle of your thighs. You moan as his hard length drags against you, wiggling your hips into the friction as something pulses in your core. "I should've given you another shirt."

"A-another shirt? What's wrong with t-this one?" You gasp as he rolls his hips again, arching into the touch as his free hand slips beneath your borrowed shirt to brush against the swell of your chest. You grab at his shoulders and back, dragging your blunt nails along his skin as you pant. "I l-like this shirt!"

"I like it too," he admits, hiding his face in the juncture of your neck and shoulder. His hand slides up to cup one of your tits, tugging and pinching as he sucks a bruise into your neck. "Y'look damn good in it."

You whine, throwing your head back as he shoves the shirt halfway up, snagging on the bottom of your breasts before he yanks it off of you entirely. He drapes himself back over you almost right away, kissing you breathless until you lick into his mouth to earn a strangled groan.

Haruka seems content to keep kissing you, and normally you wouldn't mind, but your borrowed shorts are getting uncomfortably damp and he keeps rolling his hips mindlessly and it's driving you a little insane.

"Haruka, touch me already," you plead. Your boyfriend pulls apart a few scant centimeters, two toned eyes scanning your face wildly until you grab one of his hands and shove it down your shorts. "O-oh, yes, please right there —!"

"Fuck," he bites out. "You're so wet."

"Haruka, you need to stretch me out," you say breathlessly, squirming as his fingers slide and press against the wetness along your lips. "Y-you're too big to go right away, you've gotta ngh —"

He dips one finger into your clenching pussy and freezes above you. It would be almost comical except for how much hotter it makes you, forcing you to buck into his hand as he pants. "S-stop squirmin' or I'll come in my fucking pants," Haruka grunts, forcing himself to begin fingering you in earnest.

He grits his teeth when you whine at another added finger, scissoring them immediately to hurry this up. He doesn't want to hurt you, but when you're laid out like this right in front of him, looking so pretty and perfect, it's taking everything he has not to rut into you like an animal.

"I'm ready, 'm ready," you breathe. You wrestle the two of you out of your bottoms and giggle when he sends one pair of shorts flying into the wall, but your attention is immediately drawn to the trail of black and white strands leading down to your boyfriend's cock. "Can I?"

"Fuck no," Haruka says, positioning himself between your legs again. "D'you want me to die?"

That makes you laugh. You reach out for him as he spreads your legs apart with rough fingers, his easy, overwhelming strength making something throb in your gut. Your sex life is actually pretty healthy, considering your respective jobs and commitments and Haruka's healing trauma. He's always been careful and attentive to your needs as you learned about desire together. It's not like you're deprived of it, or anything.

But when Haruka slowly pushes his way inside you, the muscles along his jaw ticking with restraint, the feeling of being filled by him makes something snap in your core and you cum with a breathless cry.

Haruka freezes immediately, hands slamming down on either side of your head as you clench and squeeze his cock unrelentingly. He barely manages a shallow thrust before he has to freeze again, hot breaths puffing on your face.

"Did you just…?"

"Uh huh."

"Does that always happen??"

"Your dick isn't magical, Haruka-kun," you giggle, looping your arms around his shoulders and wiggling your hips a little. "This isn't going to happen all the time, so don't get used to it."

"I wasn't sayin' that!"

Haruka pouts into your next kiss, but you lick into his mouth and manage to draw out a low groan and an aborted thrust. The ache in your gut hasn't lessened much. If anything, the pressure of his thick cock nestled inside you is making you tingle all over, and the way sweat starts to bead along his hairline makes you want to make him cry.

"You can move, please," you breathe, "you don't have to hold back."

"Don't wanna h-hurt you," Haruka grunts, pulling out slowly only to thrust back in with a force that makes your tits sway. He screws his two colored eyes shut, brows furrowing in concentration. "Fuck, you feel so good."

"You feel good, too," you sigh. "You can let go, I promise."

Haruka's next thrust makes you moan, and something in him seems to snap. He fucks you into the futon relentlessly, propping your ankles up on his shoulders, his dick hitting that spot inside that makes you see stars fuzzing along the edges of your vision. The angle presses your clit against his skin with every thrust, sending you quickly spiraling into another orgasm as you cry out his name.

"Hah, oh fuck I'm gonna —!"

Haruka groans a strangled garble of your name as he reaches his peak, thrusting into you deeply as his cock throbs and releases thick gobs of sticky cum inside you. He lets go of your legs immediately, pressing firmly into the muscles there to ease the strain of being stretched like that for so long, but he hides his face in your neck as the two of you catch your breath.

"Should I call in sick for work tomorrow?" you mutter absently, somewhat desperately grasping for some semblance of sanity. "I dunno if I'll be able to walk."

"Shit, did I hurt you?" Haruka asks, lifting his head and wincing at the pull of sweaty skin. He's glowing, bright and handsome above you, his hair damp with sweat. His two colored eyes are a little watery, his eyelashes sticking together in clumps with unshed tears from how hard he came. The sight makes something squirm in your gut.

You reach up to push his bangs out of his face and snicker as the strands stick up. "You didn't hurt me, you just fucked the strength out of my limbs. We'll need another shower."

Haruka blushes hotly, an impressive feat considering he's still solid and hard inside you. "Are you sure you're okay?"

"I'm not hurt," you promise. You cradle his face in your hands and he leans into the touch. His hips roll slowly against you and he bites on his bottom lip as you gasp. "Haruka?"

"Maybe you should call in sick for work tomorrow."

"Seriously?"

Haruka nods, still blushing hard. "I swear I'm not a pervert, but you…"

You gape at him. "Are you calling me a pervert?"

"N-no!" You don't give him a chance to continue, leaning up to kiss him. You're both smiling when you pull away. "Who knew doing this stuff would feel better than fighting?"

You laugh out loud at that and flop back into the futon. "Are you seriously comparing the two things? Why're you thinking about fighting right now?"

"Can't help it," Haruka says, shrugging. "I could die when you make me feel so good. And fighting's what got me the cutest girl on Tonbu street."

#haruka x reader #sakura haruka x reader #haruka sakura x reader #wind breaker x reader #x reader #wind breaker fic #wind breaker writing #windbreaker x reader #fuji writes fic #send help idk what came over me #i saw this guy blushing all over the anime and lost it #'super shy' by newjeans plays on loop #i discovered something about myself while writing this btw #no i will not elaborate #also i read a lot of josei manga this weekend and that def did... something

[meguwumibear]

implied togame x reader writing warm up

three snot nosed middle school boys don't return home one warm evening in may.

your'e standing barefoot on your apartment balcony, nursing a chilled lemonade while your neighbor gives you the news from her own.

one of the missing kids is hers. she cries as she speaks with you, voice already laced with the thickness of grief.

apparently a fourth boy dared the three to cross under the overpass into shishitoren territory and bring back a souvenir, and, really, what prepubescent kid would ever turn down such a dare?

tonight, when the woman lies awake in bed trying and failing to sleep, she'll ask herself a series of unanswerable questions.

what if she'd sent her precious son to a different school?

what if she'd picked him up early from his friend's house?

what if she'd been a little more strict?

bargaining, you know, is a bitch.

the missing kids aren't your problem. you've got plenty of shit on your own plate to worry about. those missing kids were old enough to understand the stupidity of accepting the dare.

it's your neighbors face you see that night as you try to drift off. your apartment is sweltering, and you can't afford to turn the ac on. you sweat out the night thinking of the mother already mourning her son.

when you cross under the overpass the next day, no less than three stray dogs howl and bark and nip at you. they know you are an outsider. they know you do not belong.

still, if you don't look for these missing kids, who will?

the cops won't do anything. they're too scared of a gang of high schoolers to dedicate any real resources to the search. at best they'll take some statements and wait it out.

the bofurin boys won't risk the turf war. they too will simply sit around twiddling their thumbs while the people they swore to protect lose their lives over some stupid, middle school dare.

well, lucky for the three missing kids your survival instinct died out long ago. probably when you were around their age actually. if you had any sense you'd try to reawaken it.

oh well.

"haven't seen you 'round these parts before."

the boy before you is tall, despite his age, clocking in around two meters in height. tired green eyes peek at you from behind yellow tinted shades.

"know everyone in these parts do ya?"

the boy smiles, lips pulled wide to expose the whites of his canines.

"all the pretty ones, sure."

you can't keep you eyes from wandering to the orange jacket the boy wears and the two little lions embroidered across his chest.

shishitoren. shit.

"i'm not looking for trouble."

"no? then what are you looking for, outsider?"

you couldn't possibly take this man in a fight, but you find yourself clenching your fingers into tight fists anyway. if you're going down, you're going down swinging.

"just a few naughty boys who didn't return home last night."

"that so," he hums, giving you a final once over. "well perhaps i can help you look. be a shame if any harm came to them."

#jo togame x reader #jo togame x you #wind breaker x reader #wind breaker x you #togame x reader #togame x you

[gojoidyll]

THINK FAST !! Masterlist

Various x Fem!Reader

Summary | Due to certain circumstances, you and your family end up moving. Also due to these same circumstances, you find yourself being homeschooled, much to your dismay. But after getting your daily dosage of learning done and trying to get over the fact that you are stuck being homeschooled, you quickly find yourself wandering around the town of Makochi without a care in the world in your free time. And the people you meet? Yeah, you didn't regret moving one bit.

Warnings | violence, blood, grammatical errors, reader's tomfoolery, reader will be referred to as "y/n", she/her pronouns + afab, etc.

Note | I don't particularly think this story of mine will be popular, but I decided to put it out here anyway lol <3 (with that in mind, yes there is a taglist)

Chapter 1

Chapter 2 | coming soon !!

Chapter 3 | coming soon !!

#wind breaker #wind breaker masterlist #wind #breaker #wind breaker x reader #wind breaker x you #wind breaker x y/n #wind breaker x female reader

[naomi-nana]

✎ᝰ. if you would be so kind .

ask kindly and you shall receive(a date)!

featuring : sakura haruka

cw : fluff, f!reader

a/n : can you tell im obsessed with this anime

"hey, give me a pen."

sakura pulls out his hand, as if waiting for the pen he's asking from you. but you didn't respond and ignores him instead. "..hey. give me a pen." he furrows his brows and glares at you for ignoring him, but you didn't reply and instead continues playing with your phone. which piss him off even more. "you- why are you ignoring me, woman?!"

"maybe i wouldn't if you ask me kindly." you finally opened your mouth to speak, but it's not the answer that sakura wants. he clenched his fist really hard to the point that it looks like it's hurting him. "does it hurt you to just give me one singular pen?!" earlier, an old lady had come to sakura for help since she noticed the furin uniform he's wearing.

she asked him to help her write a menu for her bakery, since her eyes are starting to blur which makes her unable to see well, therefore not being able to write very well too. sakura accepts the task because "it's not because i wanted to help, but because it's my job, okay?!" which earned a smile from the old lady that made him flustered. and that's why he's been asking for a pen from you. but you didn't give him any.

"you should say 'please' you know."

"why should i?!"

you sighed as you put your phone down on the table between the two of you. "you're asking me a favor, of course you should be polite." you crossed your arms together and furrowed your brows. he only clicked his tongue and turn his face away from you. "give me a pen. please." he mumbles the last part.

"hmm, can't hear that!" you grin widely at him which pisses him off. "just give me the goddamn pen, woman!" he grips the paper in his hand out of anger, which makes you raise your hands up in the air. "come now, just repeat after me! if you would be so kind, please let me borrow your pen."

"what? that's too long. just give me your pen." you noticed that he refused to repeat after what you said. but then you remembered what suou had told you yesterday. about the fact that he has feelings for you, but refused to admit it. "hmm, if you want to say it, then i'll go on a date with you!" he drops the crumpled up paper from his hands to the floor and sat back in his chair with a flustered face.

you both stare at each other for a while, before he finally opens his mouth to speak. "fine. if you would be so kind, please..let me borrow your pen." he averted his gaze from yours to the floor in embarrasment, while you chuckled. "you actually said it! is this your way of saying you wanted to go out with me?"

"t-this isn't because i wanted to go on a date with you, okay?!"

naomi-nana. do NOT repost, do not use,(with or without permission), do not reccommend or talk about my works outside of tumblr.

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[day-yonniee]

⇀ 𝗙𝗢𝗥 𝗬𝗢𝗨 | 𝖩𝖮𝖪𝖤𝖱

𝗦𝗨𝗠𝗠𝗔𝗥𝗬 - 𝖲𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾 𝗁𝖾 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾𝗌 𝗂𝗍 𝗍𝗈𝗈 𝖿𝖺𝗋

𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚(𝗦) - 𝖸𝖺𝗇!𝖮𝗈𝖼!𝖩𝗈𝗄𝖾𝗋, 𝖳𝗈𝗑𝗂𝖼 𝖡𝖾𝗁𝖺𝗏𝗂𝗈𝗎𝗋/𝖱𝖾𝗅𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗉, 𝖢𝗋𝗒𝖻𝖺𝖻𝗒!𝖱𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋. 𝖡𝗅𝗈𝗈𝖽. 𝖡𝖺𝖽 𝖶𝗋𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗀𝗋𝖺𝗆𝗆𝖺𝗋.

𝗡𝗢𝗧𝗘𝗦 - 𝖳𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗂𝗌 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝖺 𝗋𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗈𝗆 𝗉𝗂𝖾𝖼𝖾, 𝗌𝗈 𝗂𝗍'𝗌 𝗆𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗒 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾.

You didn’t understand why he had to use violence to get what he needed. His tall figure and scar is already enough for people to obey his commands, he didn’t need to bust their teeth out. But you didn’t have the nerve to tell him, especially when he looks so scary.

You watched in fear as Joker kept punching the poor fellow over and over again. Not even giving the man a chance to talk. His face was all bloody, you could barely recognize him. You had to swallow your fear or else this man will get beaten to death.

“J-Joker! That’s enough! Please!”

You took a hesitant step towards your boyfriend but the sight of blood made you freeze. There was so much and you knew that was a very bad sign.

“Please J! He already leaned his lesson!”

You cried out to him, praying that the man didn’t die. You knew how joker got violent and how he went overboard when he was in a fight. Which you told him over and over that he didn’t need to fight for you. That you didn’t like the blood and the horrible sight of people getting beat up. You even threatened him that if he did it, you were gonna break up with him. Which made him listen until today.

“Joker! Please stop! You’re scaring me!”

Those words seem to make Joker halt his punch, his eyes looking over where you stood. The look of fear was clearly seen on your face, along with the never stopping tears. Ones that made Joker lower his hands. He can feel his heart pumping with adrenaline, a warning of him going too far again. Turning his eyes back at the bleeding garbage below. Joker sent him one last glare at him — even though his beaten up face couldn’t see him.

“Come near my girlfriend again, I’ll make sure you don’t breath.”

A warned before slowly making his way towards you. Though you backed away from him once he got closer to you. Making him frown at the scared expression on your pretty face. But that didn’t stop him from proceeding walking towards you. His eyes watching how you kept walking back, stumbling every once awhile.

“D-Don’t come closer.”

You weakly commanded, though you know it was a pathetic idea. Your back met the harsh brick wall and Joker’s hand slamming beside your head. Making it hard for you to run away from him. You didn’t want to look at his face, the terrifying look on his face just a moment ago was still stuck in your mind. But when you tried looking at his hand beside your head, it had so much blood on his knuckles. Before you could look the other way, Joker’s hand gently grab ahold of your chin and made you look into his eyes. The way his eyes held such tenderness made your stomach feel sick, knowing that behind that soft look a scary monster was behind them.

“Baby?”

He softly called out to you, his hand softly moving to cup your cheek. His thump rubbing soothing circles in hopes to calm you down. You didn’t know what to do in such situation, everything felt like a messy place and you didn’t know how to fix it. You didn’t like how you felt and you didn’t think you wanted to feel like this again.

“I-I want to break u-up.”

You whimpered, letting a new wave of tears fall from your face. Though Joker didn’t look fazed from your words. Instead he leaned over to kiss your forehead. His arms wrapping around your shaken body and gently rocking you. Whispering soothing words and promises to your ear, though you knew it was all just some honey-covered trap to get you to stay.

Which worked because your shaky arms came up to hold onto him. Letting your tears stain his messy t-shirt. You really wanted to leave but the price of broken bones and bloody faces didn’t seem really pleasant at all. However, To Joker. He thought that having you beside him is worth it in the end.

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[thinkingotherwise]

Hi dear! Saw you’re taking requests for wind breaker and I was wondering if you can write anything for Suou with a female reader, please.

Thank you and have a nice week 💘

Thank you and hope you have a nice week too 🥰 And of course I can, I already had something planned for him so you've got perfect timing ✨🏍️

Hayato Suou x fem! Bad-Girl vibes! reader

Reader has bad girls' vibes but also a very soft spot for her childhood friend, who she has a crush on

The ringing in your ears made you stir and you slowly woke up from your dream. You turned lazily to the side and grabbed your phone from the nightstand, the light blinding but you stared at it irritated that someone would call at such hour. "What?" Your voice sounded sleepy and annoyed. "Get out the bed, I'm at your door."

You pulled the phone away and as your eyesight got used to the light you noticed it was your childhood friend and crush calling. "Hayato, why?" You whined into the phone slowly sitting up on the bed. His laugh rang in your ears and the thought of hanging up and throwing the phone away crossed your mind. "You promised to drive me to school earlier today, you forgot?"

The silence on your side made him laugh again. You in the meantime recalled that yes, you promised that to him just the previous day. Why? Maybe because you'd do anything he asked of you in the blink of an eye. Even if it meant you had to wake up an hour earlier. "10 minutes." You said and hung up quickly collecting your school uniform and getting dressed.

In a few minutes, you were dressed and went to open the doors for your friend. "Well good morning to you, (Y/N)." You're not sure if the cause of your heart skipping a beat while seeing his smile, was because you were flustered to see it or you were irritated to wake up earlier than usual and he seemed so.. merry. "Why are you so happy in the mornings, I can never comprehend this." You let him inside while moving towards the bathroom for your morning routine. "You're always welcome to join me in the morning exercise. It's very refreshing and energizing." He said and moved towards your kitchen. "Dream on, no way I'm waking earlier than needed." You called from the bathroom.

As you got ready you joined him in the kitchen seeing the food left by your parents and tea prepared by Hayato. "Your tea." He pushed the cup towards you and you sipped on it between eating your breakfast. He gazed at you from behind his cup and you tried to finish quickly feeling the pressure of him observing you. He chuckled when you almost choked on the food and told you to eat slowly.

After breakfast, you grabbed your school bag and two helmets. You put on your iconic leather jacket and with keys in hand moved out of your house towards the bike in front of the building. He followed you stealing his helmet from your hands and putting it on. "Let's just go." You swung your leg over the bike and sat moving forward to make space for him.

You secured the helmet on your head, as Hayato moved behind you pressing his chest against your back. He put his arms around your waist holding you tightly and your heart started beating quicker. He grinned to himself feeling your heartbeat and how stiff you became just because you had him so close to yourself. He always liked the effect he had on you and used moments like that to tease you.

When you arrived at Furin, you could see lots of students already gathering near the entrance and entering the school. You stopped a few meters before the gate and watched as Hayato got off the bike. Your arrival certainly caught the eyes of some students making them stop and stare at you.

Being around students interested in fighting and protecting others made you, with your bad-girl style and driving a bike, kinda like a dream girlfriend. But then rumours started that you were all tough and bad-ass but around Suou you turned into a different person. With that info they would immediately put you in the "looks like they could kill you is actually a cinnamon roll" role.

After taking off his helmet Hayato tapped on yours signaling you to also take it off. Doing that you were left with a messy hairstyle and grimaced as you saw his hair was perfectly well. "Pfft.." He chuckled as he noticed your mess of hair and you glared at him to make him stop. "Sorry, let me help you out."

Hayato came closer to you and his hands moved towards your hair, combing through them and moving them around the way your usual hairstyle looked. Your eyes moved to watch his face and watched him focus on his task. You felt yourself getting red because of the closeness and being face-to-face with him and when his fingers slowly stopped over your hair you lightly slapped them away.

"Finished?" Your voice was quieter and he sent you another smile. "Yes, looking as pretty as always." He patted your head once and took a step behind leaving a little more space between you two. "Idiot."

His eyes gleamed at your words and he decided to tease you just once more before leaving, and so he leaned closer to you and placed a quick kiss on your cheek.

The new kind of physical contact left you flustered and the next second you quickly put on your helmet to hide your red and embarrassed face from everyone around.

It was somehow hard to believe but the rumours seemed to be true. Someone who looks so tough becomes soft just at the simple touch. But the gathered students also guessed that if anyone could have this kind of magic touch it would be Suou and it would certainly affect you.

Hearing some students snickering Hayato shut them up with one dangerous look, maybe because he wanted to save the image you were trying to put on, or maybe just because he didn't want them to see this side of you - he was teasing you for his entertainment after all.

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