#syu x reader

[page-yerin]

WHY ARE THERE BARELY ANY SHUU FICS AGHHHH (´°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥ω°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥｀)

I’m in my horimiya phase and yet there’s literally no iura content, I’m gonna sob (I read everything on tumblr and Wattpad; WHY IS MY BBY SO UNDERRATED LIKE LOOK AT HIM)

[glitch-karma]

Hello there ᕦ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)ᕤ

I saw your requests were open and I hopped at the chance! 😩🙏

I saw your iura shuu x reader valentines post and I was wondering maybe if you could do an iura x reader with the cliche academic enemies to lovers trope.

So reader and shuu are rivals because readers very headstrong academically and part of the student council and shuus kinda very laid back and bubbly and he has his head in the clouds usually. So reader gets fed up one day and just rants about him (but really it's to hide she has a fat crush on him) but he over hhear, so then their pared up for a project and they decide that they'll do it at his place where he then confronts her with his personality he has around his family and readers just like😃 where reader then confesses.

I KNOW IT'S A LOT I'M SO SORRY PLZ DON'T FEEL PRESSURE BIT JUST THE THOUGHT OF SHUU AND CLICHE TROPES MAKES ME BRAIN GO FUZZY 😩😩😩😩🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏

✧Tldr: You've had a crush on the annoying slacker Shuu Iura since first year, although no one would be able to guess by the way you rant on and on about him. One day after he overheard you going on about him he decides to confront you.

✧One Shot

✧Cw/Content: Academic rivals, Student council reader, f! Reader, Fluffish, confession

✧I. LOVE. ACADEMIC RIVALS TO LOVERS. ITS LITERALLY MY FAVORITE TROPE.

Also I'm hopefully gonna be making a comeback to Tumblr and get through requests, plus my Horimiya/Shuu hyperfixation is also back full swing so this is a formal request for any and all Shuu requests (⁠.⁠ ⁠❛⁠ ⁠ᴗ⁠ ⁠❛⁠.⁠)

"Ugh, I hate getting here so early but I'd rather die then replace my study time for club number reports." You sigh, using your student ID to slide through the door with Sengoku by your side. "I feel ya. The suns barely even out." He sighed out as you both made your way to the council room.

You stood patiently as Sengoku unlocked the door, swinging it open. You both let out a sigh-mixed with a groan as the two of you plopped down in opposite chairs. After a bit of discussion about how to separate everything, you both got to work.

After an hour you set your pile of paperwork between you two, standing up and slipping your blazer back on. "Everyone should be arriving for their first classes soon, I'm gonna go make sure they're all in uniform. Even if it's freezing outside." You said, walking to the door. "You sure are extra strict, L/n." Sengoku chuckled as you walked out.

As you stood at the door watching everyone come in. You corrected a few people as they tried to walk in with their coats still on. "Other than a few straggler coats and scarfs, everyone's looking good. It's nice to see everyone following the rule—" your thoughts were abruptly stopped as you heard a familiar, ear shattering voice.

"Hey Toru! Did you hear that new album yet?" Your neck immediately snapped over to the bright green haired man. And as expected, instead of the proper uniform he wore a bright orange hoodie underneath his blazer with his nonchalant disregard for the school's dress code. Your teeth grinded against each other, causing a few fellow students around you to anxiously scoot away.

You roughly opened your school bag, stomping over to him. As soon as Ishikawa saw you hurdling over he stepped away with a sigh. "Iura!! How many times do I have to tell you to wear the proper uniform!?" You screamed, shoving the back of his head. Shuu let out a cry as he held the back of his head. You then shoved the button up and a vest into his arms. "The next time I see you in class you better have that on!" You lastly called stomping your way back over to the entrance.

"Jeez man, you should have known that was gonna happen. That girl is all over you about rules." Ishikawa sighed as Shuu whimpered, patting his head, watching you walk away with your hands on your hips angrily. "Yeah, I guess.."

After a while you made your way to your actual class with a sigh. Scanning around until your eyes met Shuu, who was shoving his hoodie into his bag. You huffed out a nod as you took your seat. Taking out your books for the class one by one.

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You sighed as you made your way to the council room at the end of the day, opening the door to find not only the rest of the council but also some of the regular group who always loitered there. You plopped down in a chair as the group continued. Sengoku watched the life drain your eyes as you moaned in "pain".

"What's up with you? You look like you died and came back to life— Twice." He questioned. "It's just that Iura managed to ruin my morning again. With a freaking hoodie. Unbelievable." Your face contoured into one of rage as you stared at the wall. "Where are you looking even..?" Hori piped up quietly.

"you could give the guy a break y'know? It's not like he's gunning to annoy solely you." Sengoku sweat dropped. You growled quietly in the back of your throat as you looked away from him. "Come on L/n, he's not that bad.." Miyamura nervously chuckled. "Shut it Miyamura, you're on my list after you wore a hoodie too along with him." Miyamura anxiously chuckled as he backed away from you.

You sighed as you rested your head in your arms. "It's not like his grades are terrible. In fact he's not even a bad guy or anything. I just wish he'd take everything a bit more seriously." You groaned out with a sigh.

Yoshikawa's eyes narrowed with a smile as she chuckled at you quietly. "What's with the face?" Hori questioned. "I just have a funny feeling." Yoshikawa looked away smugly.

"Whatever, I'm gonna go to the school store to hang out if you all are just gonna bother me about this." You sighed with a groan as you stood up.

✧

You reach down at your choice of vending machine, pulling out the drink you'd bought. You snapped open the top, taking a big gulp followed by a sigh. "Uhm, L/n?" You turned around to see a small group of girls. You recognized the main one as the leader of the calligraphy club. "Oh, hey Arakawa. What's up?"

"I was just making sure you got the club's reports for this week since you were here." She smiled. "Yeah, I just filed it this morning actually. You should probably get the funding you requested by this week." You nodded at her as she thanked you. "Hey and Uhm," one of the other girls spoke up. "Was that you this morning, yelling at Iura?"

Your face became cold again as you looked away from the group. "Can't seem to recall.." "it was definitely her." Another spoke up. You sigh as you looked back at the group. "He was wearing a hoodie under his blazer like a damn punk. Again." You glared at the wall. "Sengoku might have given up trying but I refuse to let the dress code be ignored like that."

One of them chuckled as the others smiled lightly at you. "You really don't like Iura-kun, huh?" You looked away, your cheeks slowly turning red. You could correct them.. but that would be way too embarrassing. "I-I mean he's just loud. Annoying.. doesn't take anything serious even if it's important."

"I mean, he's always so carefree, like nothing in the world fazes him. Always drifting off into la-la land with that dopey smile on his face, It's like he's in his own little bubble, completely oblivious to everything around him." you continued, gripping your drink harshly trying to bury the blush that threatened to creep into your face as you continue. "And don't even get me started on his grades! It's like he doesn't even try, yet he manages to scrape by effortlessly. It's infuriating to those of us who do study!" you exclaimed. You paused, realizing You spewed into a rant without even thinking about it. And it had dragged on for far too long. The three in front of you stared at you nervously.

With a sheepish smile, you tried to regain your composure. "Sorry, I didn't mean to go off like that.." you mumbled as you raised your hand as an apology. The group chuckled lightly as you stood there embarrassed. "I feel for you a bit there L/n." Arakawa said, lightly patting your back.

Unbeknownst to you, Shuu had been lingering nearby, sent to get everyone in the council room drinks. He stood, listening to every word of your passionate rant. His usually carefree expression had morphed into one of contemplation, his thoughts consumed by the conversation he'd unexpectedly walked into.

As you awkwardly shifted under the girls' gaze, Shuu remained hidden from view. His mind racing. After a while you exited the store, luckily from the opposite door he was hidden behind. Iura stubbled into the store, getting the drinks quietly for once.

"I guess.. I'll just pretend I didn't hear."

✧

You slid open the council door, everyone looking up at you before looking away in disappointment. Your face contoured into anger at them all. "Thanks a lot for making me feel welcome guys. Not like this is the council room or anything.!." You said through grated teeth. "Shuu lost rock paper scissors and went to get us all drinks. We all thought you were him finally coming back." Ishikawa explained. You grunted quietly with a light blush, falling back into your chair from before. "Whatever then."

Suddenly Shuu bursted into the room with a big smile. "Heyoo~! I got the drinks!" He yelled. You groaned, looking away as he looked over at you. "Oh hey what's up Y/n." He smiled, pretending to not have seen you earlier. "Hello Iura." You slightly groaned.

"Awe man I didn't know you were gonna be in here today! I would have gotten you a drink you like!" He said putting a hand behind his head. "No need, I actually just got one. Also I again mention that this is my club room." You groan lightly.

Shuu chuckled, seemingly unaffected by your response. "Ah, right, right. My bad. Guess I'll just have to make it up to you some other time, huh?" He flashed you a smile before distributing the drinks to the rest of the group. "I guess I can hold you to that. As long as you pay for it." You looked away with a light blush.

—

"Alright, pairs are already pre decided and posted on the bulletin board. Make sure the assignment is done by the end of the week. You're dismissed for the rest of class to do whatever."

After the teacher had finished talking you stood up, tidying your desk before making your way to the front. You glanced around before you finally found your name, looking beside it only to see- "Seriously.!?" You quietly whispered.

Y/n L/n — Shuu Iura

"Look at that! We're paired up!" Shuu magically appeared beside you, startling you a tad. As you regained your composer you nodded. "Seems so. When do you have time to work on it? As long as it's not in council hours I can probably make it work. Sooner than later please." You said, making your way back over to your desk with him following.

"if you want, after school tomorrow I could come over!" He says pointing to himself. You grimaced a bit. "Uhm.. I'd rather not have a guy over at my house. Nothing against you, I'm just not sure my Mom would approve." You waved your hands in front of you.

"Oh I see, I guess you could come over to mine. My little sister will be there though." Shuu suggested. "That's fine, I don't mind as long as we actually stay on task." You nod. "Alright then! We got it all set up now." Shuu nodded. You lightly blushed with embarrassment as you nodded back. You couldn't help but wonder if this was actually going to work out..

—

You sighed as you finished your club work the next day, standing up and sliding your bag over your shoulder. "Sengoku, Kouno, are you two good to lock up later? I have to go to Iura's for a project." "Huh?" The two looked at you confused.

"You paired up with Iura? On purpose?" Sengoku questioned. "No, they were preassigned for some reason." You breathed out annoyed. "Don't worry about it then, we've got it." Kouno smiled with a nod. "Thanks Kouno. I'll see you guys tomorrow." You waved as you shut the door.

As you walked over to Shuu's house, you couldn't help but let your mind wander. "Being at Iura's house.. I'm sure it'll be alright. But I'm still worried. Maybe he'll be chill, focused, level headed? No. Those things don't describe him at all." You thought.

Arriving at the door, you took a breath before ringing the bell. After a couple seconds the door opened, revealing a small girl who looked eerily similar to Shuu. "O-Oh. Hi." You waved lightly. The girl stared at you in shock before retreating back into the house, leaving you confused. After a second you opened the door yourself.

"You didn't tell me this person was a girl! So you actually have female classmates that don't hate you!?" The girl yelled. You stood there awkwardly. "What?! Why is that so surprising huh?" Shuu yelled back lightly, you noticed that his tone wasn't as hype as it was in school.

"Uhm, Iur- or.. Shuu?" You spoke, saying his first name felt so weird. Shuu looked over at you, pushing away his sister. "Ah L/n, you can come on in." He waved you in casually, confusing you slightly, a red tint slightly adorning your face. Him saying your last name was also weird. "T-Thanks." You nodded.

You looked over at his sister again who was staring at you like a mystical creature. You were sweating as you started down at her. "Ignore her, she's the sister I mentioned. Motoko." Shuu pointed to her. Motoko glared lightly at him. "You could introduce her too y'know."

"Right, she's Y/n L/n, part of the student council and my classmate." Shuu groaned at her. You stared confused at him. Was this.. actually Shuu? "A student council member? And she deals with you.?"

"Yes. And now if you'll excuse us, we have a project to actually work on Moto." Shuu walked away from her opening presumably the door to his room. You finally snapped out of it, removing your shoes quickly. "It was nice meeting you." You lightly bowed at Motoko before following Shuu into his room.

"Ugh sorry about her." Shuu groaned as he shut his door, sitting down after. You sat down across from him as you set your school bag down. "No it's alright. She seems nice."

"Nice is sure a word." He sighed as he took out the assignment. As you both got comfortable, you began working. Oddly, you worked mostly in silence. The atmosphere felt different from what you were used to. Shuu seemed more composed, his usual hyper demeanor replaced by a calm and focused one. It was as if he had left behind the carefree facade he wore at school and stepped into a more serious role. And it was.. scary.

You couldn't help but steal glances at him. It was weird but.. you kind of missed his smile. Your face heated up at the thought before you shook it off lightly.

After awhile, Shuu stretched up with a light sigh. You continued to work, until you felt his gaze stuck on you. You glanced up to find him staring right at you with a neutral expression. It was startling.. "Uhm.. What's up Iura?" You questioned quietly. Shuu looked away and was silent for awhile.

"I heard what you said to the calligraphy club leader. In the school store." Shuu bluntly said. Your heart skipped a beat for a second as your eyes widened. Panic set in as you stared at him shocked. He had heard everything – your rant about him and everything you "despised" about him that dragged on for way too long.

"I-I didn't..." you started, but Shuu held up a hand, cutting you off. "No, it's cool. I get it," he said softly, his tone surprisingly gentle. "I know I can be a bit much sometimes. Especially at school."

Who was this person in front of you. What was he saying even. it was so.. confusing.

"I guess I just didn't realize how strongly you felt about me. Especially enough to talk to basically strangers. It just surprised me is all, I mean if you really hate me-"

"You're wrong!" You yelled as you sat up quickly. You stopped, blushing as Shuu looked at you in shock. "Wrong?" he repeated, his voice soft.

"I wasn't... I mean, it's not.. Look, I was just frustrated!" you blurted out, feeling exposed under Shuu's unwavering gaze. "I-I didn't mean all those things I said. They all were asking about you and I was just trying to cover up, uh..." Your voice trailed off as you struggled to actually say what you were thinking. Shuu leaned in slightly, "Cover up?" he prompted.

"Cover up the fact that I admire almost everything about you, okay!?" You yelled lightly. Shuu stared at you in shock while his cheeks heated up.

"You're everything I wish I could be. You're always just having fun. You don't really care what others say about you, or about studying or anything like that. You always manage to make everyone around you laugh, and you don't care if it's at you either. And no matter what you still just smile all wide at everything. You're freely yourself. And you say whatever's on your mind." You poor your heart out. Shuu stared in shock, blushing at your foolish rant.

"So, yeah! I was trying to cover up! Trying to cover up how much I like—" suddenly you found your logic, shutting up before you could finish. You stared at the table for a bit before slowly looking up at Shuu. He stared in shock, his cheeks basically on fire. it was a rare sight.

You both stared at one another for a few seconds before you sat up quickly. "U-Uhm, I'm sorry. I should leave now." You stuttered out, grabbing your text books. Shuu blinked a few times as he watched you pack up before coming back to earth. "Y/n-" "I can finish the rest of this up, I'll turn it in after its done as well," "Wait, please just—"

You stood up quickly, pulling your bag roughly over your shoulder and turning towards the door. "Good bye, thanks for having me. S-See you at—"

Shuu quickly grabbed your wrist as you tried to pull open his bedroom door. You stood in shock before turning around to face him. "Will you stay long enough for me to actually tell you how I feel!?" Shuu whisper yelled. Your face was red, everything in the room seemed to stop. You both stood there silently for a bit before you finally let go of the door.

Shuu sighed as he let go of your wrist, sitting back down with a hard plop. You continued to stare at the ground. Your chest felt tight, the grip on the strap of your school bag was so strong you swore your fingernails were digging into your palm. Your heart raced so hard you were worried he could hear it. The air thick with tension as you stood frozen in place. Slowly, you made your way back to your seat opposite of Shuu.

As you finally raised your head to look at him, you noticed that Shuu looked almost exactly the same as you had just had a few seconds ago. He stared intensely at the ground, his cheeks a deep crimson as he tried to find his breath.

Taking a deep breath, Shuu began to speak, his words stumbling out in a rush of emotion. "Y/n, I... I've admired you for a long time. Your dedication to being apart of the student council, your intelligence, your passion.. it's all so inspiring. You're always so focused and driven. You're amazing, even without those gorgeous eyes that I could get lost in.." he looked up at you slowly as he spoke.

You listened intently, your heart swelling with disbelief and... Happiness. Shuu's words echoed in your mind, each one sinking deeper as he poured out his feelings.

"I know my personality can be frustrating at times but.." He looked away for a second before beginning again. "But I love you. I have for a while. And if there's even a chance that you feel the same way about me... well, I can't let it go without telling you how I feel."

You stared in shock, your mouth slightly agape as you couldn't find the words in your head. Shuu looked back up at you, chuckling slightly at your expression. His laugh brought you back to earth as you grabbed his hand that had been resting on the table between you two. He gasped a bit as he looked down, then back up at you.

"I- I Uhm.." you stuttered before finally speaking properly. "I love you, Shuu. Or- I love you too." Your face was embarrassed, your hands trembling on top of his.

After a few seconds Shuu smiled. It wasn't a smile you were used to seeing— it was smaller than usual. It was like he was looking at something irreplaceable. It made your heart flutter. Shuu's hand pulled away from yours, you panicked lightly until you felt his fingers intertwine with yours.

"Alright then." He spoke softly. Your face turned bashfully as you smiled lightly at him. "A-Alright." You nodded at him. You two stayed like that for a few seconds before you pulled away with a cough.

"W-We should finish up that project now." You bashfully looked away from him as you pulled everything back out. He let out a laugh, one that you were actually used to hearing, which relaxed you.

✧

"Thank you for having me," you lightly bowed at both Shuu and his sister as you put your bag back around your shoulder. "Thank you for not hating my brother, I know it must be hard." Motoko waved at you lightly as Shuu pushed her away. "Are you sure you can get home alone?" Shuu questioned in a neutral tone that you were still getting used to hearing.

You nodded at him with a bashful smile. "I'll be alright, but thank you." You chuckled slightly. "Alright then." Shuu nodded back. "See you at school tomorrow, please wear the proper uniform." You teased as you opened the door. The two waved you off as you exited.

You couldn't help the big smile you wore as you slowly made your way down Shuu's street. Your cheeks burning so much you couldn't even notice the cool breeze. He actually felt the same way.. so, were you two dating now? I guess you hadn't really officially asked. But just knowing was enough for now..

"Y/n!!" Your thoughts were interrupted as you looked behind you to see Shuu running up to you. He panted lightly in front of you as you chuckled lightly. He finally stood up straight.

"I didn't get to officially ask.." he mumbled before looking into your eyes, "Will you actually go out with me?" He smiled brightly at you. You stifled a laugh as you looked away from him for a second. when you looked back he was pouting lightly, but the blush on his cheeks was evident.

He tensed lightly as he felt your cold hands meet his face. He stared back up into your eyes as you smiled at him. "Of course." You nodded at him.

He smiled softly as he grabbed your hands in his. "Even if I wear the wrong uniform for the rest of my school days?" You chuckled lightly. "There's a reason I keep so many spare ones Y'know."

"Wait.. WHAT?!?" Toru screamed as he read the text from Shuu. The text in question read:

"Guess who's finally not single anymore!! This guy right here!! (⁠｡⁠•̀⁠ᴗ⁠-⁠)⁠✧"

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"Shuu's actually dating someone?! Who would be crazy enough to actually go for him.. I didn't even know he was talking to anyone." Yoshikawa questioned. The group was sitting in the student council room during some free time, and everyone was staring at Toru as he explained the text.

"I didn't either. I'm honestly just confused. Like what the heck?" Toru said as he stared down at the text. "Maybe it's someone from a different school?" Miyamura questioned. "Mhm, I don't really see Shuu ever talking to people from other schools. It's a theory though." Sengoku thought out loud.

"is it really a big deal though.?" Yanagi questioned the group. "Yes!!" Toru, Hori and Yoshikawa all yelled, startling the boy.

You opened the door as they continued talking, a grin adorning your face as you sat down. "What's got you so giddy today L/n?" Sengoku questioned as everyone briefly looked at you. "Oh nothing~!" You spoke with a happy tone that slightly confused everyone around you. Toru sighed as he looked at you. "You wouldn't happen to know anything about who Shuu's dating, would you Y/n?" He questioned as he showed you the text. You smiled at it as you leaned back in your chair. "I actually do know something."

Everyone immediately looked to you in anticipation. "So you do know! Did you two talk about it during the project?" Sengoku questioned. "Yeah, actually." You nodded with a smile. "So spill! Does she go to our school?" Hori questioned.

"Yeah, the girl Shuu is dating does go here." You nodded at her. "That's weird that none of us have heard of her then." Miyamura thought. "Especially from Iura.." Hori thought.

You couldn't help but chuckle a bit at the group. Suddenly Hori looked straight at you, pointing accusatory. "Come on! You obviously know who it is Y/n!!" You looked away with a smirk. "Hm? Me? Not a clue."

"Come on woman you have to spill!!" Sengoku yelled as the door opened up. "Heyo!!" Everyone's heads turned at the hyper voice of the very man they were talking about. Shuu stood there confused as everyone was surrounding you.

"Uhm— why are we interrogating Y/n?" He questioned with a tilt of his head. "Shuu!! Come on man you have got to tell us who you're dating!" Toru yelled as he shook his shoulders quickly. "Wh-What that's what you're all after?!" Shuu said as he continued to be shook by Toru.

You chuckled lightly, until you finally noticed the yellow hoodie underneath Shuu's blazer. You stood up quickly startling Sengoku who was right beside you. "Shuu!" You ran up to him after Toru had released him, grabbing onto the collar of his Hood. "What did I just say yesterday after I left!?" You groaned, moving your hands to pinch his cheeks.

"owch- you awlso swaid you had spawes!!" He tried to say as you continued to pull at his cheeks. "That doesn't mean you can just go through all of them!" You yelled. Shuu laughed as he pulled your hands away from his face. "N/n, you're gonna make my cheeks all sore.." he smiled down at you.

You smiled up at him lightly with a sigh. "I guess it's not that big of a deal for today." You gave in. "Yayyyy," he expressed as he pulled you in his chest for a hug. You "begrudgingly" hugged him back with a huff.

As you two released each other you looked back to your friends, who were all staring at you with shocked expressions. "Wait.. whaaaat ?!" Hori yelled, Yoshikawa was jumping with excitement and the rest of them all stared in shell shock. You grinned mischievously at their reactions, tricking them even if it was just for a moment was entertaining to say the least. "Since when!?" Hori yelled, her eyes wide with disbelief.

"Since yesterday, technically," Shuu chimed in, his arm casually draped around your shoulders. "But we've been dancing around it for a while now." You chuckled a bit.

"Seriously!? Shuu, how did you manage to land someone like Y/n!?" Toru exclaimed, still in disbelief. You chuckled with a nod at him. Shuu shrugged with a grin. "Guess I just got lucky," he replied, his gaze fondly drifting to you.

Yoshikawa squealed with delight, unable to contain her excitement. "I knew it! You two always seemed to have some kind of chemistry," she exclaimed, earning nods of agreement from a few others.

Sengoku spoke up with a light smirk. "Well, well, looks like all the complaining about him I had to endure was just some weird cover up, talk about lame." he jokingly sighed. "Yeah, yeah, laugh it up," you retorted, but the smile on your face betraying the annoyance in your voice.

As the school day finished and all your usual student council duties were through, you said your goodbyes to Sengoku Kouno and Remi. Shuu who had actually stayed behind with you for your usual club activities walked you home, his hand intertwined with yours. The wind blew lightly with the cold weather, but you surprisingly felt warm for once.

As you reached your doorstep, you turned to Shuu with a smile. "Thanks Shuu. For walking me home." You nodded at him.

Shuu's eyes sparkled with happiness as he smiled brightly back at you. He squeezed your hand a bit. "Not a problem." He leaned down, planting a small kiss to your forehead before turning away with a wave. "I'll see you at school tomorrow, wearing the correct uniform!"

You chuckled as your cheeks heated up. "You better!" You yelled after him as he ran off.

[leighsartworks216]

Spring Wedding

Sylus x gn!Reader

I am trying to post this so fast before my class begins oh lordy

Edit: changed "my dearest" to "my beloved"

Warnings: past relationship, minor references/implications of emotional/mental abuse, backhanded compliments, protective Sylus, fake relationship

Word Count: 824

Main Masterlist

Love and Deepspace Masterlist

AO3

You hold tighter to Sylus's hand, your other hand wrapping around his elbow and hugging his arm to your chest to keep you as close to him as possible. Sylus notices right away, but before he can ask what’s wrong, a voice calls your name from several feet away.

“Is that really you?”

Despite your obvious signs of discomfort, you turn to the voice and plaster a smile on your face. Sure enough, your ex was there in the flesh. Memories of the backhanded compliments and insistence on pushing boundaries fill your mind, alighting every nerve with the desire to run. “Oh, wow, hi! I didn’t expect to see you here,” you greet with faux enthusiasm.

The person can’t seem to keep their eyes off you, ignoring your partner for the night entirely. Sylus had your outfit perfectly tailored and detailed to match him tonight, but the way they studied you made you want to cover yourself with his jacket. You wonder if he’d let you.

Sylus squeezes your hand, a silent question. You respond immediately, the tips of your nails beginning to dig into his knuckles.

“You look amazing! I haven’t seen you in so long, I almost didn’t recognize you. That training really shaped you up,” they chuckle.

You cough politely, a distraction from answering their… compliments.

“Sweetie,” Sylus pipes up, leaning closer to you, “you haven’t introduced us.” His smirk is smug and intimidating, but you can see the fire in his eyes. Your ex doesn’t notice, too busy taking in every intricate detail of your face like an art curator at a high-end museum.

“Oh, right!” You nod toward them, introducing them by name. “We dated in high school, before I went off to the Hunter’s Association. And this is Sylus, my-”

“Their husband.” You discretely pinch his arm. Sylus laughs. “Sorry, sweetheart, I couldn’t resist. I just love how it sounds.”

The ex blinks, as though they’ve just been rudely awoken from a dream. “Husband? What? When did you get married?” Their question emphasizes the fact it’s you, rather than the union itself.

If this is the game Sylus wants to play, you have no choice now but to play your part. “Oh, it was last spring! It was beautiful! The ceremony was held underneath cherry blossom trees and a full moon.”

They raise an eyebrow, a taunting grin dancing unsurely on their lips. “And you didn’t think to invite me?”

“No,” Syus answers. It’s sharp, abrupt, leaving absolutely no room for questions. It wipes the look off their face.

They look you up and down, frowning. “I don’t see any rings.”

Sylus chuckles again, tilting his head in a belittling fashion. “Rings are hardly enough of a symbol for our love. I crafted them a set of guns. Why don’t you show him?”

You smile as you play along, letting go of Sylus’s elbow to retrieve the gun holstered at your thigh. “It’s beautiful, isn’t it? He designed every aspect of them, down to the design on the grip.” With years of firearms training under your belt, you maneuver the weapon skillfully around your fingers, before slotting it back in place, reminiscent of old world cowboys. You replace your hand on his arm, beaming as you look up at him. “Show them the knife I made you, darling.”

“Of course, my beloved.” Oh, he was enjoying this much more than he let on. He pulled out a hunting knife from his belt, deftly spinning it around his own fingers before balancing it by the tip on his finger. “I just need to find an opportunity to try it out.” He tests the weight of it in his hand, as though trying to decide the best way to skin an animal. With the way he’s looking at your ex, it’s clear just who he’s thinking of testing it on.

They swallow at the thinly veiled threat. “Th- They look really nice!” they stammer. They try to laugh it off, but it comes off thick and anxious. Their grin is shaky at the corners. “Well, it was, uh, nice to see you again.” Seeming at a bit of a loss for how to extricate themself from the situation, they land somewhere between bowing and waving, before scurrying away. Sylus tucks the knife back in his belt.

You feel like you can breathe again once they’re out of earshot.

You sigh, mask slipping, and lean heavier into Sylus’s side. He squeezes your hand softly. “Thank you for scaring them off.”

He tucks a piece of hair behind your ear. “Of course. How could I possibly let my spouse suffer their existence any longer than necessary?”

You snicker. “I’m not your spouse, you don’t have to keep pretending anymore.”

“No? Damn. And I was already making arrangements for our spring wedding.” He puts his hand on his chin to mime thinking. “Under cherry blossoms and a full moon, hm?”

“Oh, shut up.”

[wolfofcelestia]

dom!Syus x sub!afab reader

I'm using my new Sylus mdni banner for the first time but I don't have the brain power to properly articulate this right now asdfaksjf This is just me rambling here but

All day, I've been thinking about Sylus being a power bottom and now everyone has to know about it adflknad

A while ago, I wrote about Dragon Sylus holding you in place with his tail and jacking himself off with you as if you were a human sex toy but

jokes

That was just a disguised scenario of Onychinus Sylus using his evol to hold you in place on top of him and thrust up into you

Because he loves the way you try and take control when you both know how it'll end

Because he loves the way his crimson evol looks against your skin, how it swirls around your soft flesh, curling around your tits, your waist, your hips, and snaking between your thighs to hold them open

Because he loves to see how your face contorts into all kinds of lustful, desperate expressions, the kinds you only make when he's stretching your inner walls out, balls deep inside you, and hitting those sweet spots that make you cry out

Because he loves the way your tits bounce in his face with every thrust

Because he loves the way you let him take over and trust him to make you feel good

[random-idiot-writer]

Syu iura headcanons

NB s/o

(THIS GUY OR SERIES IS SO UNDERRATED >w<)

YOU are the only one outside of his family that knows both sides about him

And you are deeply in love with both sides of his personality.

You met him with his family and saw his other personality

it was shocking. "This is the Syu from school? Is it a twin?"

Uh oh, he found out YOU know

but you two dont talk about it and pretend nothing happened for a while

until you confront him

somehow, after that you two start dating

It's weird showing both sides at first, but it feels a bit comforting that someone knows and accepts all of it

the type to suprise hug you from behind.

he loves it when you get flusterd

and he loves jumpscaring you

but he'll comfort you if he ever goes too far ❤️

If you're still mad at him, he would hide it under smiles and laughs

but secretly cry himself to sleep later that day when hes alone.

he'll brag about you to all of his friends. BET.

Hugs and cuddles.

It wont be easy to get him flustered

He'll play it off on his boisterous and loud side personality turn the tables on you with the other

Yet sometimes you'll succeed

And his flustered expression is>>>>

He probably wouldn't know which personality to use around you when alone

and sometimes when hes emotional, he can break both of his character amd just be himself around you

blushes when kissing or holding hands

hes suprisingly innocent

would probably annoy you to get attention

people wonder how you put up with him

he's very protective of you

He'll bring you everwhere

must protect this guy ToT hes so precious

Also just cuz i do what i want doesnt mean Im not accepting requests ^w^ I will accept the ones i want to do is all.

[brewedlove]

Subtle Ways They Show Their Love

Series/Fandom: Horimiya

Character (x reader): Izumi Miyamura, Toru Ishikawa, Kakeru Sengoku, Syu Iura, Akane Yanagi, Kouichi Shindo, Makio Tanihara

Relationship to Reader: Romantic

Reader Specifications: None

Word Count: 541

Warnings: None

Requested: No

A/N: It’s soft boy hours, especially after seeing them in the epilogue chapter. Should I make a version for the girls, too? Once again the reader’s gender, sex, nationality and ethnicity are unspecified so I think everyone should be free to read. (Click the photos for better quality).

UPDATED A/N: If you recognize this piece on a different blog under the name @iwritesinsandsins it’s because Tumblr silenced all my posts there so I’m starting over again. (／ˍ・、)

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Izumi Miyamura

Miyamura will make pinky promises to you whenever you have doubts plaguing your mind and little hope that something will happen.

He crouches down in front of you while gently linking your pinkies together as he swears with a gentle smile that he will do whatever he can to turn the odds in your favor.

Call him goofy all you want because in the end, he just wants to see his darling happy and content; he takes the weight of a pinky promise very seriously.

Toru Ishikawa

Ishikawa will guide you through crowds whether it’s in the school hallways, around the town, or at a local event.

He doesn’t mind if you want to take the lead but it’s reassuring for him to feel your hand in his while he makes way for the both of you.

If he’s not gently pulling you along with him, he’s got his hand on your back as he walks with you as a silent reminder to let you know that he’s there with you no matter what.

Kakeru Sengoku

Sengoku checks in with you so you’ll find him walking you to the entrance of your home and makes sure you lock it before he leaves.

Whenever he knows that he’ll be busy later, he’ll ask you to send him a message to let him know that you got home safely.

While he’s at it, he’ll ask if you’ve eaten or drank anything that day as an indirect reminder to take care of yourself.

Syu Iura

Iura listens to your favorite songs; he has an entire playlist of them or at least collects physical copies of the albums of your favorite artists.

They remind him of you whenever he hears them and it can also open his eyes (or rather, his ears) to new music.

On the chance that he’s spacing out or pulls you in for a dance, you’ll catch him humming a familiar tune without him realizing it unless you point it out.

Akane Yanagi

Yanagi subconsciously massages your hands with his own a couple minutes into holding them.

He won’t be looking at them but you can feel how firm yet gently he works into the muscles going from your palms to each finger pad at a steady pace.

If you get him to notice, he’ll give out a breathy bashful laugh before bringing your knuckles up to his lip, placing a kiss on each one.

Kouichi Shindo

Shindo loves to listen to you talk about anything and everything no matter when or where you guys are.

He’s actually sly enough to get to talk more by asking open-ended questions so you can’t answer with only a  “yes” or “no”.

Whatever ideas or opinions you have, he wants to hear them; never would he belittle you for them so your thoughts are always safe with him no matter how silly you think they are.

Makio Tanihara

Tanihara walks side by side with you but will always put himself on the busier side of the sidewalk to keep you away from traffic whether it’s busy or not.

Sometimes he subtly moves to that side and other times he ends up awkwardly nudging you away.

While this gesture may seem rude to others, you know him better than they do and understand that he means well.

[yanagiin]

hi im bored so here’s random text w yanagi akane, miyamura izumi, and iura syu

akane:

izumi:

syu:

these are mediocre. i like it tho. y’all can request more horimiya text fics, it’s not guaranteed that I’ll do it but if i do do it, congratulations!

[jinxhallows]

Uninvited [ The Finale Part 2 ]

Uninvited. a short-ish series ft. Felix, Chan and Hyunjin (& a sprinkle of Jisung for a little razzle dazzle)

cw: 100% AU, afab reader, blood and gore descriptions, ritual self-bloodletting, supernatural creature themes/tropes, vampire theme/tropes, hybrid theme/tropes.

word count: 6.0k (woo dis a big boi!)

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Part I - click here

Part II - click here

Part III (explicit content) - click here

Part IV - click here

Part V (explicit content) -click here

Part VI -click here

Part VII - click here

Part VIII - click here

Part IX - click here

Part X - click here

The Finale Pt. 1 - click here

-- SO IT HAS COME TO THIS. THE END OF THIS JOURNEY. I love each and everyone of you that took the time to read my story. This was so much fun! I really enjoy AU writing and supernatural tropes. Please be kind to yourselves ! <3

**taglist <3 (If I missed anyone let me know! it wasnt on purpose i tried to comb all my posts and make sure )

@planetdemon ; @a-person-with-void ; @haleyms ; @wonhottcakes ; @hydroyaksha ; @just-randomm-stuff ; @sooinvu ; @ninjaleeknow ; @thegoddessharmony ; @kittycatkrissa ; @ominous-crow ; @sikebishes ; @strawberriesandknives ; @violetpenguinkris ; @koovvie ;

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The Final Chapter (Part Deux) 

“Don’t peek!” 

“I’m not peeking, I promise.” 

“I don’t believe you.” 

You press your fingers together firmly resting them against Chan’s eyes as you guide him past the large cardboard boxes that were stacked alongside the walls, a few sit on the floor in the middle of the bedroom.  You’re penguin waddling behind him and end up almost tripping. 

“Hey! You’re supposed to have hybrid coordination here!” You chide as he laughs. 

“I’m a hybrid, I’m not Superman!” 

You make a face, even though he can’t see it. 

“What’s Superman got to do with your garbage coordination when your eyes are covered?”  

Although Chan’s placement is perfect for the surprise, right in front of the bathroom sink and facing the mirror; he can’t help the dismay at your question and he grasps your wrist, slowly removing your hands as he turns to face you. 

“You don’t know Superman has x-ray vision?” He almost looks hilariously disgusted with you. 

“Syu-puh-man yourself into the mirror and look at all my hard work!” You mock as you spin him by his shoulders to the sink. 

“Are you making fun of my acc--” Chan finally faces the mirror, but pauses instantaneously, barely recognizing the beast reflected in front of him.  He hadn’t had such dark hair in ages. 

“Do you love it?” You say with a wide grin. 

“Little witch I--” he runs his fingers through the deep brown, black hair. It was textured in its naturally wavy state after being freshly washed and towel dried.  

“It's been so long... I love it.” He shakes his shaggy hair out, his bangs falling perfectly on his forehead.  He looks so innocent and unsuspecting like this, especially with his new color.  “Do you know how difficult it was to keep that blue? God...” he scoffs, and you giggle as he wraps his arms around you.  He’s wearing dark pajama pants, and you’re comfortable in an oversized gray tee and an extra pair of his sweatpants. 

“Well, you’re welcome.” You smile as his embrace tightens and he kisses your lips once, twice, before nuzzling his nose into the fine hairs that had escaped the front of your scarf, right by your ear.  His breath tickles your jaw and neck. 

“God I’m so glad you’re back.” he murmurs into your skin.   

You can hear the pain in his voice.  The whole lot of you were traumatized from the entire ordeal.  Others carried this weight near-seamlessly; Hyunjin being at the top of that list if it were to be listed from best to worst at displaying a false mask of composure and balance. 

It had been a little over a week since you and Jisung made it back from purgatory.  Other than the gaps in knowledge that Hyunjin had about modern living, he appeared to be coping alright.  He remained to himself, or in Felix’s study. 

The next best person at hiding their trauma was, you guessed it, Felix.   

He isolated himself, so he only truly had to keep his cool for brief moments in the company of others.  You two had a few private conversations over the last few days.  Sometimes, you’d notice his eyes glass over as he would disassociate.  When asked about it, he would firmly insist he was alright and just dealing with the emotional aftermath of the incident, in such a self-aware way, that it would easily ward off any further intrusive questions. 

Chan was where the scale began to tilt.  Not only was he coping with the situation in his own, unique manner---he was also coping with the fact that he was going to be a father, in the most impossible of ways, and he was feeling all sorts of emotions he hadn’t felt in an extremely long time; and quite a few he had never felt at all prior to now. 

It was Chan who pioneered the decision for them to move out of the estate they had been on for hundreds and hundreds of years.  Through an old mutual supernatural friend of he and Jisung, they had secured a home on several acres about 4 hours away. Chan agreed to it right away, without even viewing it.  He simply wanted to uproot the household and mask their whereabouts as swiftly as he could. 

As far as he was concerned, you all could collectively figure out a forever home after the child arrived.  The safety of all was his top priority.   

He kept his ability to bring the spirits of others up, but he barely honored his daytime deaths, instead opting to stay up and vigilant.  The events were trying on his psyche, and sometimes he would break, at night.  You’d hear him crying, softly; sometimes you would feel what felt like a kick in your stomach (though according to mortal fetal development cycles, you were far too early to be experiencing such phenomena). It would wake you from your slumber and you’d sluggishly crawl across the bed to where he sat on the edge.  You would wrap your arms around him, and hug him tightly, kissing the back of his head as he cried.  Oftentimes you would cry too, but you would bite back your sobs, your nose pressed against his silken hair as you’d grip him tighter still. 

Not only was Jisung’s ability to conjure severely affected by crossing the lines between the dead and the living an added time—he was experiencing a strange bout of dizzy and fainting spells that Felix was still trying to get to the bottom of.  Until he was back to his full health, Chan didn’t feel comfortable allowing him to be alone at his home.  Without the level of conjure he held prior, Felix also noted that the protection around the perimeter of his home might have new vulnerabilities. 

Jisung refused to leave the guest room unless it was necessary.  He felt extremely vulnerable the way he currently was and busied himself sick trying to find a solution alongside Felix. 

You hadn’t escaped psychologically Scot free yourself.  You suffered from nightmares of an unknown origin that you were trying to keep under wraps from the others.  When Chan would ask why some days you would wake up in fear, nearly springing from the sheets, you simply blamed it on PTSD; which was half true. 

The other half of the truth was that in the nightmares, you couldn’t see much, it was as if you had been blindfolded.  You always heard the same two muffled voices, but it never became clear enough to decipher.  What was ingrained deep within you from the visions was the fear and hopelessness that you felt.  It was as if everyone had abandoned you, all at once.  The darkness was overwhelming and began to make you feel so trapped you’d grow sick to your stomach, oftentimes, the nausea carrying over into your waking life. 

Today was no exception.  At the break of Dawn, you feel yourself growing groggy.  You had been more tired than usual, but of course, this was how things went for pregnant women, right? It didn’t feel misaligned, the symptoms you carried.  You fall asleep, feeling the peace of your body being put to rest.  Yet what feels like only mere moments later, you blink your eyes open and see darkness. 

You feel the rough fabric that’s tied tightly over your eyes.  Your heart rate quickens, and you strain to hear the exchange of voices happening right in front of you. 

‘...onl...ay’ 

‘br...a...store....power’ 

You capture a full word for the first time since your nightmares began. 

Power 

--- 

You end up getting a bit more rest than you had expected, which was a welcome recharge to your system.  You don’t mention the context of your nightmares, or the full word you managed to catch last night.  It would only make Chan more protective, Felix more curious, Hyunjin more stressed, and Jisung more terrified.  You could tell everyone, hell even yourself included, were waiting for the other shoe to drop.  Chan had told you in the entirety of his life, he’s never felt safe, things have never been normal. Ever. 

So, for now, you keep your mouth shut and enjoy the cool, night breeze on your face as you have your passenger side window rolled down.  You smell the Northeastern Atlantic Ocean shores, only yards away, the moonlight reflecting off the moving water.  As Chan drives further, the tree line gives you brief glimpses of the ocean, but it’s clear, you’re heading far in the opposite direction of it.  The forestry thickens and you soon smell damp moss and rotting wood more than the coastal sealine. 

Hyunjin is sitting in the backseat, also staring out the window, his facial expression blank.  He couldn’t shake off the feeling of being trapped in a world he didn’t understand. 

“So, this is it? This is where we’re going to live?” Hyunjin asks, with a hint of sarcasm. 

Felix, who’s sitting alongside Hyunjin in the roomy SUV, speaks up.  “It’s a roof over our heads.  It’s a start.” He replies coolly. 

“We’ll make it work, Hyunjin.” Chan says, glancing in the rearview mirror at his fire-haired brother.  “We always do.” 

“We’re a family.  We’ll figure it out, together.” You add softly. 

Hyunjin doesn’t reply, but the tension in his shoulders relaxes slightly.  You all drive in silence for a while, each lost in your own thoughts. 

Finally, Chan breaks the silence as the car slows down on the dirt road.  “We’ve been through a lot, but we’re all here now.  We’re going to make a new life for ourselves.  We don’t really have a choice but to move forward now. “ 

“Anyway then, here we are.” Chan twists the keys in the ignition and the low rumbling of the engine stops.  It’s so silent, you could hear a pin drop at least a mile away.  You lean forward, glimpsing the large, Victorian style dwellings.  Your eyes are immediately drawn to the thick vines that seem to be growing out of every crevice.  The moonlight casts an eerie glow on the overgrown plants, making the house seem almost...alive. 

You can feel the discomfort in the car as Chan, who was driving, and Jisung, who’s in the backseat, exchange a look of concern.  You can see the dust on the windows and the cobwebs in the corners of the house. 

As you step out the car with everyone else, you can’t shake off the feeling of unease.  The house seems ancient, and it’s clear that it hasn’t been lived in for a long time; but Chan and Jisung’s friend had assured them that it’s a safe location, and you trust them.   

You try to put your feelings aside and focus on the task at hand, but as you walk up the creaky front steps, you can’t help but wonder what kind of secrets this old house holds. Chan wriggles the knob, expecting it to open, but to no avail. 

“Hold on.” Jisung emerges, wrapping his slender fingers around the rusted knob.   Without turning, you can hear the locks inside of the door turn slowly, as if there was someone on the other side.  The way it opens, dust falling from the frame, you begin to second guess this decision to yourself once more. 

“There’s no way you sprung me to live like this...” Hyunjin says, walking inside and glancing at the peeling paint on the walls.  The rooms are large and empty, with no furniture anywhere.  The floors are wooden, and a dark, cocoa color. 

“Brother, we’ve lived in worse.” Chan says, his hands in his pockets as he walks forward, looking up and surveying the large chandelier that hovers in the foyer.  He looks down at the rug underneath his feet and taps the spot with his toe. 

“This is a recipe for a D-List horror movie accident just waiting to happen.” He notes as you join him underneath, slipping your arms around his waist, squeezing the fabric of his fleece jacket between your fingers as you also look up at the chandelier. 

“It's almost a full moon.” You say with a grin, kissing him and moving on to explore the rest of the house yourself. 

“Yeah?” Chan follows behind you, now that you’ve piqued his interest. 

“Yeah, you get really paranoid about things the closer it gets, I’ve noticed....” Your voice trails off as you run your hand over an old hallway display cabinet.  Dust clings effortlessly to your fingers, and you brush them against one another to scatter it away.  

“You don’t think there’s any way Edith could like...come back, for me...or the baby, or anything, right?” You blurt. 

Chan’s brow furrows.  “No. We sealed her soul in purgatory, little witch why—does this have to do with your nightmares?” Chan’s gears begin to shift as he puts two and two together. 

“No! I--” You look around before lowering your voice, “No, I’m just still afraid.  Can you blame me? I barely got out alive, and now I have to keep myself and this...thing alive--” 

“This thing? That’s my child that’s...our child.” Chan’s voice softens.  He realizes his fuse is shorter around the Full Moon and tries to maintain control. He normally doesn’t let it slip, but he was feeling out of sorts the last few days.  “You let me worry about keeping you, and our child, alive.” 

You’re a little taken aback at his tone, but you blame it on the oncoming Full Moon.  The last one didn’t go as well as it should have, and after everything, his body and emotions were tense.  He seems to notice the shift in your demeanor and runs his fingers through his dark hair, now styled back slick and straight.  He sighs as he places both hands firmly on your upper arms. 

“All of this, its gonna take some getting used to for me, for you, for everyone here.  She could be a vampire, a witch, a wolf, or all three.  My father was a hybrid, and I came out as a wolf.  There’s no rhyme or reason to this it's just...a wildcard, really.  It’s a wildcard.  I feel like I’ve been given a second chance to get it right this time.” 

You can feel the neediness in his voice, you see his eyes, begging, pleading for you to understand him, to validate his reasoning, experience and existence.   

Your big, bad wolf. 

“Did you say...she?” You tease. 

He’s caught off guard as you laugh at his expression. 

“Did I? I said she? Did I really?” He asks in disbelief.  “I didn’t even notice.” 

“Do you want a little girl? Do you think you can handle that?” You say with a cheeky grin. 

“No, absolutely not! That’s why I can’t believe I said it!” He touches his lips and looks at his fingers, as if the answer would be splayed on the tips. 

“Hey lovebirds, it’d be nice to have some hybrid strength for some of these boxes, yeah?” Jisung slaps the doorframe that he’s looking out from behind as he hoists his box higher against his body to get a better grip.  He takes it into the living room and sets it among the other boxes that Felix and Hyunjin had managed to use their unnatural speed to build up. 

They didn’t bring everything from the old house, only enough to be able to live comfortably for a little while.  The family estate was in their name and would always stand where it was built; but that area couldn’t be considered secure.  People over the centuries had been guests, although there had been no disturbances, folks in certain circles close enough knew where they laid themselves to rest. 

You were barely pregnant, and certainly felt strong enough to help.  Your speed wasn’t up to par like theirs, nor was your coordination, but you had little boosts every now and again.  You glance into the trailer attached to Chan’s truck.  Figuring out that you could carry a box or two, you grasp one and make your way back up the creaky stairs and into your new home. 

Chan’s about to approach you, to chastise you for doing too much, when Felix stops his brother, arm across his chest. 

“Let her do something for herself, you can’t control everything, brother.” The white-haired vampire murmurs in an intimate tone.  “You’ll drive yourself mad trying and drive her away in the process.” 

Chan takes a few steps back, watching as you set the box down in the middle of the room and stand up, feeling more winded than you usually were.  You shake it off and head back outside to join the others. 

“I can’t escape the notion that something isn’t right, brother.”  

Chan crosses his arms across his chest, the sleeves of his deep navy fleece jacket rolled up to his elbows as he stands beside Felix, near the staircase in the foyer.  Hyunjin zips back and forth so fast, only the sound of his rustling clothing and dropping boxes can be heard.  Jisung is struggling to carry heavier boxes, to get you to not worry about them.  You find yourself stumbling along Jisung, trying to capture the other end of the boxes that were too heavy for him alone to conquer. 

Felix watches everyone too, his arm resting against the wooden, curled start of the banister. 

He wants desperately to disagree; but the brothers knew how their undead lives worked. Now they had a pregnant witch descendant of one of the most powerful clans in the world in their midst. 

Felix chews the inside of his lower lip as his brain begins spinning the webs it always spun when it came to strategizing. He answers his brother, barely above a whisper. 

“It’s not.”  

Chan glances over his shoulder at his younger, pureblooded vampire brother.  “Has something been ailing you?” 

“The bloodlust.” Felix never takes his eyes off you all milling about, despite Chan boring holes into the side of his skull.  “Normally I keep myself well fed, the blood of a witch, the blood of your little witch, it’s tempting but...” Felix’s gaze breaks as he glances down at the floor.  His index and thumb rub against one another anxiously. 

“The reason Hyunjin and I have stayed out of the way isn’t because of what happened.  Well maybe, possibly for him but the bloodlust, it just feels almost out of my--” 

“Shit!” 

You wince, ripping back your hand from the edge of the box where you had just accidentally sliced the side of your palm with the box cutter.  The box cutter clatters to the ground as you grip your wrist, sucking in air through your teeth.  You’re pinned suddenly to the ground and look up to see Hyunjin’s eyes, an emblazoned amber, his sclera an ugly shade of blood red as he breathes heavily.   

There’s no time to embody enough strength to let out a terrifying scream, as Hyunjin's body is violently propelled across the room and Chan is kneeling beside you, breaking the skin on his wrist and lifting your head enough to feed you his blood.  You drink, chest still heaving with adrenaline as you observe Felix, holding Hyunjin up by his fingers tightly enclosed around his throat as the youngest brother thrashes against the wall.  The wound on the side of your palm closes itself up as you close your eyes from the sights of it all and continue drinking. 

Jisung’s hand lay against Hyunjin’s forehead like a priest performing an exorcism.  With nothing but pure, ancient magick, Jisung sends a voltage-like stream of energy through Hyunjin that immobilizes and renders him unconscious; and afterwards, he crumples to the ground, powerless.  Felix flits away in the blink of an eye, Hyunjin over his shoulder.   

As Chan is overseeing everything and allowing you to heal, he suddenly feels a sharp stab from your mouth. 

“Hey, hold on a sec...” He coaxes you from the blood spilling from his wrist, and he looks closer at your teeth, covered in blood and saliva, as you breathe heavily from the consumption of power. The tips of your canines were thinner, with a sharper tip.  You had felt overwhelmingly in need of his blood for a while now, and you didn’t know what cravings you were dealing with until you had tasted it like this once more.  You were dizzy with how good it felt. It soothed a need inside of you. 

“Your teeth, little witch--” Chan says in disbelief and concern as he glances over to Jisung, still unconscious on the floor.  In a split-second decision, Chan crawls quickly over to Jisung, placing his head into his lap and re-opening his wrist wound to feed Jisung and hopefully bring him back.  You’re busy licking the blood from off your lips and fingers as you quietly watch them.  You feel feral, but not in a good way.  You feel impulsive, and your emotions are now rising to an uncomfortable place. 

Jisung stirs awake groggily, coughing and spitting the excess blood on the floor as he pushes himself up to sit and look around, regaining his breath once more. 

“Shit how long was I out for?” he asks Chan as he’s helped back up to his feet. 

“A minute, maybe two at most.” 

“What the hell was that?  That wasn’t normal bloodlust, veins were popping out of his skull, he was being consumed by something else entirely.” 

It's just like Jisung getting back to normal immediately after falling unconscious. 

“It could be because of the baby, or how long he’s been in purgatory Jisung, I don’t know.” Chan drops his hands to his side in confused exasperation as he kneels next to you, helping you to your feet.  Your carnal desires had weakened just a bit now that the aftershocks were settling in. You feel the fuzziness in your brain returning to clarity once more.   

Felix is coming back down the stairs, and the four of you gather in the living room.  He wipes blood from his fingers with his handkerchief as if it were a kitchen condiment. 

“Little Witch, I need you to be honest with me, yeah?” Felix asks, looking directly into your eyes.  “Have you experienced anything strange, or off since you’ve been back? Any foreboding feeling, visions, nightmares, hallucinations, cravings?” 

You instinctively want to start out by lying, but with Felix’s ability to sense the shifts in your circulatory system; and Chan’s capability to literally smell your fear, you answer honestly. 

“I’ve been having trouble controlling my powers and experiencing intense mood swings,” you admit, wringing your hands nervously. “I keep dreaming about being held hostage and hearing voices, last night they said ‘Power’. And to top it off, I’ve been having these cravings, like...I need to consume something that I know I shouldn’t.” 

Chan doesn’t add that he witnessed fang like projections from your canines earlier. He decides to leave the others in the dark about it. You’re grateful, unaware of what it could mean for you.

Felix and the others exchange a look of concern, knowing the implications of what you just revealed. They were all well-aware of the dangers that came with pregnancy for a witch, especially when the witch in question was carrying a child of an unknown species. 

“We need to keep a close eye on you, Little Witch,” Chan says firmly, his arm coming behind your waist from the side to pull you in. “We need to make sure that you and the baby are safe.” 

“I don’t feel safe in an unprotected house, no matter what Minho told us.” Jisung says as he walks around the perimeter of the living room, observing the cracks in the walls, little scratches here and there. 

Minho... 

That was the first time you’ve ever heard that name before. 

“He’s all the way in Russia, I don’t even know why you involved him in our mess.” Felix retorts. He’s now extremely cautious about what family friends they decide to include so closely into their lives. Anyone who joined them were at risk of death in any number of gruesome ways with the danger they attracted. 

“You know the Lee family has safeguard housing up and down the East Coast, who else could deliver us enchanted real estate in a week’s time? Besides,”  

Chan looks around, “Now nobody in America knows where we live.” 

----- 

The night before the Full Moon, the night of the Waxing Gibbous moon, progresses, and Jisung is busy using as much of his power reserve as possible to help with protection incantations and conjure to at the very least, make you all undetectable for a solid 3 weeks. With some rest, he could add catch-em's throughout the woods, to signal if anyone was encroaching upon them, and trap them until someone could investigate. 

Three weeks would allow the brothers the time to procure a witch of substantial power to drain for the purposes of Felix and Hyunjin helping Jisung to finish the task. You didn’t allow yourself to use unnecessary magick until you could figure out what was going on with your body.  

The energy of tomorrow’s Full Moon hangs heavily in the air, which was causing your powers to become increasingly volatile. 

It turns out that you weren’t the only one becoming volatile. 

The next night, you experienced not one nightmare. 

Nothing. 

In fact, you sleep quite well, the best you have had in ages. The large, four post bed in the room you and Chan chose is old, with its elaborate gold metal headframe but didn’t have a foul smell and had been covered with plastic. When you further examined the 6, close to 7-bedroom house, you discovered some rooms were furnished, and others left bare. 

The loud bangs and clattering were what startled you awoke, followed by muffled voices yelling argumentatively. This house isn't as modernized as the former. The thick, heavy curtains that blocked out sunlight did the same for the moon and stars, unless you physically drew them back. The old place had fancy electronic drapes that rose and fell at the precise moment of sunrise and sunset.  

You reach out and turn the bedside lamp on, rubbing your eyes as you stumble over to the curtains and draw them. The moon hangs high in the sky, big and full. You ran to the top of the stairs, clenching your robe closed, as you had little time to get yourself together. 

Underneath the central chandelier in the foyer was the large wolf with fur blacker than souls that stir in the dead of night. Scraps of fabric were strewn on the floor, along with quite a fair amount of blood spattered along the walls and carpet. The wolf crouches down, readying for a predatory launch. 

“Chan!” You shriek impulsively, covering your mouth when his yellow eyes snap at you, standing atop the staircase. He growls, a snarl from deep inside of his chest, and then he blows air from his nose, almost like a sneeze, backing up two paces with a whine before he’s off, out the broken front door at a speed far faster than an average wolf could manage, and into the night. 

You run down the stairs and out onto the porch, but to no avail, he’s already out of your sight. The sounds of coughing and boards falling and creaking are what alert you to Hyunjin as he climbs out of the hole in the front porch, shaking the crumbled dirt and dust from his crimson locks and brushing his plum-colored button up, tucked into his black slacks.  

“Well, that was a very rude way to say ‘no’.” he tilts his head to the right ever so slightly, and you wince from the crack that results from the realignment of his spine. “I guess I forgot how strong he was.” he murmurs to himself as he adjusts the cuffs of his sleeve around his wrist.  

“Hyunjin, what the fuck happened to you last night? You nearly killed me, and the baby!” Your anger explodes in that moment, but didn’t you have every reason to? If bringing Hyunjin back means you were in more danger than before then maybe you were the only one capable of doing something about it... 

You stop in your tracks from approaching him and physically shake your head to get rid of those awful thoughts. 

You didn’t mean that. 

Why did that even come up intrusively into your mind? 

“You’re feeling it too, aren’t you, pretty witch?” Hyunjin hasn’t flinched from his spot, simply placing his hand into his pocket. He looks amused. “I’ve never seen you so fired up like this before. I kind of like it on you--” 

You take in your breath and hold it to stop yourself from saying something impulsive. 

“Hyunjin, think about what Chan can do to you, and magnify it by 300, I will wear your fucking insides as mardi gras beads if you don’t tell me what the fuck is going on—right—now.” 

“You don’t have to sweet talk me that like to get information out of me, besides, I don’t know what the fuck is going on, alright? Christophe seemed to have transformed against his will and now he’s God knows where in this area none of us know anything about.” Hyunjin says crossly with his unique sarcasm.  

“And I didn’t attack you on purpose, alright?” his demeanor shifts as he glances away, and you sense a little...worry? Sadness?  

“I keep having these fucking...flashbacks of being sealed away. Those first few hundred years...I fought every, single moment I breathed. I – I bled out so many times, and would black out, only to come back impossibly weaker—forced to fight again, and again--” 

“Hyunjin, I--”  

You wordlessly bring him into a hug and his body stiffens at first, he doesn’t reciprocate. 

“Pretty witch I can’t--” 

His hands come up to embrace you in return. 

“Pretty w-witch--” 

His hands are quivering on your back, and you feel wetness seeping into your shoulder that makes you pull back and see the saliva dripping down his jaw, his fangs full and bright, needle sharp, just like Felix’s as he fixes his stare blankly ahead at nothing, his body beginning to slowly rock. He looks like he’s fighting a possession. 

“Run.” 

You take off down the porch stairs and into the woods.  

You glance back as you run, the robe catching on the tree and ripping from your body. You manage not to stumble, but as you’re not paying attention, the remains of a hollow dead tree strike a gash in your shin that makes you cry out, hunched over, trying to keep some distance between you and whatever these wild creatures that you knew as close friends, family even, had become. This wasn’t them. You had to be hallucinating. You were in some nightmare.  You stand to your feet again and come face to face with Felix’s hungry eyes. 

“Are we playing a game, little witch?” he asks in a lively manner, with a disarming show of his teeth in an innocent grin. 

“I win.”  

Felix’s lips close, then turning into a smile that reaches his eyes, before he grips you up, his lips pressing against your neck, your pulse racing as you squirm against him, trying to manifest your strengths, your capabilities, your power. 

“You smell like pure moonlight.” He says after taking a big whiff of your skin before you feel needlepoint fangs puncture your artery while you feel an icy heat emerge from your fingertips and onto his thigh that you were gripping behind your body. Felix yelps in pain, mutters mumbled profanity, and you hear the breeze through the branches as he disappears into the night. 

You’re gripping your neck as its spurting blood all over the ground beneath you and you fall to your knees. You want to be strong; you want to cry out for help, but you blackout from the blood loss and pain from the venom, your body hitting the forest floor. 

------- 

“--manifesting differently in all of us--” 

“-- dead!” 

“--sealed her soul, you didn’t--” 

You groan as you groggily open your eyes to see yourself back in the four-post bed of your room. 

“She’s awake.” Chan exclaims at your bedside. You tilt your head to look at him and then sit up a little more.  

He’s all human. All there. He’s cleaned up and well-dressed, which was a stark contrast to the beast you laid eyes on before you passed out. 

You passed out. 

You touch the side of your neck, but feel the skin totally healed. You move your head back and forth and feel no pain before you spot Felix sitting at the foot of your bed. Jisung is seated at an old desk to the right. Hyunjin is leaning against the window, staring up at the moon that continued its cycle regardless of what happened down here. It's a waning gibbous; at least the energy of the full moon had passed. You feel calmer, and the energy between the boys is subdued. 

“Good, you’re awake.” Felix says as he lifts his head to look at you. 

“First of all, about last night—I lost control of myself in ways I haven’t felt in hundreds of years. I can only remember what even happened through Jisung bringing my memories back. The last thing I remembered was Jisung and I in the woods, figuring out the lay of the land, and then, I smelled blood...I didn’t just, smell blood, I heard voices in my head. Collective voices like a swarm of bees, all telling me to follow it. The entire time I was fighting impulse and I couldn’t stop myself. I remember feeling a stabbing pain in my leg, and I tasted your blood on my lips and ran as far as I could with what little control I had.” 

You listen to him, remembering what you could of the chilling events that occurred last night. The way he smiled at you, so friendly, so unassumingly, he could’ve taken candy from a baby with no consequence. This was only moments before he ripped a hole in your carotid artery. 

“I’m sorry.” He murmurs. 

“At least I gave her a warning.” Hyunjin shrugs as he continues to watch the trees blow in the wind. 

“You call telling her to run headfirst into her death a warning?!” Chan snaps as he stands up, the chair he’s in scraping back against the floor with the haste of his aggressive movement. 

You remember the conversation you had with Hyunjin last night before he told you to run, and you tug at Chan’s hand, shaking your head, signaling for him to stand down. He sighs as he reaches between his legs to pull the chair back and sits back down. 

“How are you feeling? Is anything different?” Chan asks. 

He wants to know about the baby. 

“I’ve never been pregnant before but, I feel okay—a little tired but, nothing too crazy.” You grunt as you push yourself all the way up. “I guess this is what you meant by us never being safe, huh?” 

Chan exchanges a glance with Felix, who stands to his feet. 

“I don’t think there was a way to prevent this from happening, I don’t even know how it all works yet....” 

You cling to each word as Felix speaks. 

“I have a theory that Edith had a counterspell on her earthly remains. If they were ever to be destroyed, a curse is set loose to reign hellfire on those responsible, bringing out the worst in all of us. I don’t feel it at all today, neither do any of the rest of us. It must somehow work with the Full Moon.” 

“Meaning its wolf-based?” 

“There are other important things that happen during the Full Moon that don’t involve us.”  

“I knew it! I knew she wasn’t gone!” You shove the blankets off of you as you stand up in anger, interrupting their discussion.  You look at Chan. “You told me she was gone, you told me there was no way she could come back--” 

“She is gone, and she won’t come back.” Hyunjin’s voice cuts between the room’s tension. 

“If we can break the curse.” 

End. 

[glitch-karma]

have you seen the new valentine episode for horimiya?? can you write a one shot where the reader gives iura chocolate 🥹 he deserves it!!!

I TRY MY BEST TO DO REQUESTS OLDEST TO NEWEST BUT I JUST WATCHED THIS EPISODE AND I JUST AH MY BOY DESERVES IT

✧Cw: Fluffy fluff, slight implied fem reader (no prns specified though)

✧ Confession, Reader is also a third year, reader and Iura are friends and in the same class

"it's that time of year. Store shelves are gonna be packed with valentine's stuff everywhere." Toru speaks up. "I feel ya man. But... you're one of those guys who are gonna be swimming in chocolate treats so maybe I don't feel ya." Iura sulks, resting his head in his hand. You glance over at him as you nibble at a pastry you'd bought from the cafeteria earlier.

"you already said you did, no take backs." Toru says. "So, any plans for the lovey dovey day?" Iura asks Toru. "Uhm, Practice tying a tie? Yeah." Toru says. "Is that what Miyamura's teaching you now?" Iura questions as you both watched Miyamura attempt to tie Torus tie.

"he said he wanted to practice too." Toru replied. "Tada!" Miyamura said as he finished. Looking at it, it was a mess. Maybe the worst tie you'd ever seen. After a short pause Miyamura spoke up. "It's not appealing at all." "Uh, yeah you think?" Toru remarked. "Damn dude it's impressive how bad that is." You spoke in-between bites. "What is this monstrosity? Uh, it's freaking tight dude! I can't untie your stupid note!" Toru yelled.

Hearing the door crack open, You and Iura peaked around to see sawada peaking in. "Oh hey! Sawada just showed up guys!" Iura loudly announced. "I'm guessing you can for Miyamura." Iura continued as you finished your pastry. "No." Sawada said quietly. As soon as Miyamura greeted her she as usual ran behind him.

"I'm actually here for you Iura." Sawada said. "Me? Really? What's up dudette?" Iura questioned. "Uhm, do you like chocolate? Or no?"

Everyone in the room stood quietly in shock for a few seconds. You looked over at Iura as he looked shocked and shook lightly. "Y-Yes. I like chocolate." He said shyly. "Do you have a favorite?" Sawada asked as you stared in shock still. "No not at all! I love them all! I like bitter or sweet and I have no known allergies, kay!" Iura said with a big smile on his face. You stared at him as you could feel your face getting sweaty.

"So yup! Any kinda chocolate works!" Iura then said. "Got it. Thanks Iura." Sawada said. You could see Iura looking back and forth before reiterateing by yelling; "Any kind at all!"

"You wanna spend time and cash on chocolate for Shuu?" Toru asked. "Wait!" Sawada said surprised. "Shocked anyone besides Hori is on your list." Miyamura said. You nodded as well. "Kinda surprising.."

"Shut your mouths right now before you discourage her you killjoys!" Iura yelled. "Hey if you wanna make me sweets that's your prerogative okay?" Iura says with a hand behind his head. "Ugh- what kind of warped delusion are you living in to think I'd make sweets for you?" Sawada says with a grossed out look on her face. Iura stands there shell shocked. "I'm going back to class, where things make sense." She says as you four watch her leave. Iura stands there shocked still.

"Huh.. What!? She's the one who's not making sense, y'know?! Huh?!" Iura yells in a phrensy. You sigh a bit. Although you felt bad, it was revealing that Sawada wasn't going to give Iura any sweets.

✧

After a while, Iura heads out for the day. You stand slightly awkwardly looking at your feet. "So, bet that was pretty awkward for ya?" Toru teases you as he slaps your shoulder. "Considering you were planning on giving Shu something?" "Toru!" You yelled as you punched his shoulder. "Ah you like Iura, Y/n?" Miyamura asked. "It's pretty obvious." Toru speaks up as you continue hitting him.

You sigh as you finally stop, looking towards the ground as you whip your bag over your shoulder. "I've liked Shuu for awhile now. He's my best friend though. So this I guess will be the test or whatever? Ugh. Why am I even talking to you two about this?" You turn twords the two with a frown. "I need someone like Hori or Yoshikawa." "Harsh." Toru and Miyamura sulk slightly.

"Well, whatever you get him I'm sure he'll go crazy. He's my friend, but he's pretty lonely." Toru says as Miyamura nods. "Thanks for nothing." You sigh as you open the class door. "I'm out, see you tomorrow." "Cya." Toru waves as you close the class door.

Valentine's day is so far away, yet so soon. You were pretty nervous, but still. This was something that had to happen. It is third year after all.

_

The day was here. You'd stayed up late into the night out of fear, but it was finally time. The entire walk to school you were a mess as you shook with nervousness and fear. You inhaled as you looked around the corner to see Iura laughing with a classmate. As you backed away a little, you felt a shove. You looked behind you to see Yoshikawa shoving you with a grin. You hid the gift behind your back before speaking up.

"U-Uhm Shuu?" You mumbled loud enough for him to hear as your blush grew. "Oh, hey what's up N/n?" Iura paused as he saw the blush painting for face. When he saw your hand behind your back his face suddenly also exploded in red.

You stuttered for a second as you took your hands out shakily, revealing a small box wrapped with a yellow and pink pattern and a cd that had a small yellow bow on it. "Happy.. Valentine's day." You said as you held them out towards him. He yelled as he shook his head causing you to jump lightly. He grabbed them from you quickly with stars in his eyes. "Wow really for me?!" He yelled. You nodded as you cracked a smile at him.

"The CD has some new songs I thought you'd like.. I'm not sure if you've listened to them though." You awkwardly laughed. Shuu nodded as he placed the CD under the box and opened it up. There were various different kinds of chocolates all placed neatly in a row. Shuu could feel his face get hotter.

"I made the fillings myself. There's only 3 of them though." You laughed. "Oh! And here," you said digging through your bag pulling out a pink paper bag. "For your sister and you to share.. I made too many for just you." You blushed more.

"Y/n.." Iura looked shell shocked as he just stared at you. He then laughed as he pulled you into a hug. "You're just the person I wanted to receive chocolates from y'know!!" He yelled. You gasped as you felt him slightly rock you back and forth. He backed up a bit, popping a chocolate in his mouth. "Mhm matcha.." he gapped as he spoke with his mouth full. You chuckled as you could feel yourself get nervous again. "so.. Do you.. Uhm." You stopped as you could feel more eyes on you. Suddenly you remembered you were in the hallways. You looked around in embarrassment as you stuck your face in your hands. "I should have chosen a calmer spot!" You yelled, startling Iura.

He then laughed as he closed the box and hugged you again. You slowly took your hands out of you face as you looked up at his face. His goofy grin was replaced with this serious smile, one you'd only really seen at his house.

"I like you too." He said softly. You gasped as you tensed a bit. You then relaxed into the hug as you hugged him back. "Good. Cause those chocolates were hard." You joked.

[glitch-karma]

Y'all...

I DIDN'T REALIZE HOW LITTLE HORIMIYA GETS WRITTEN FOR BESIDES MIYAMURA HELLO??

I JUST SEARCHED FOR AN HOUR AND FOUND LIKE TWO HCS AND SURPRISINGLY NOTHING ON AO3???

Like y'all are SEVERELY over looking my boy

Y'all just WAIT till I get outta writers block I'm about to carry this fandom on my back 💪

(please if anyone finds Shuu stuff feel free to dm me)

[glitch-karma]

Ya'll I just binged all of Horimiya s1 so expect a master list and requests to be open soon

^^These two make my heart happy

[glitch-karma]

yes please, the world needs more Syu Iura x reader content how no one recognizes the potential of my precious boy (⁠ﾉ⁠´⁠･⁠ω⁠･⁠)⁠ﾉ⁠

So real anon

I actually tried again today to look for more fics and I found a total of 2 that I hadn't already read from before

It was super disappointing to say the least (⁠٥⁠↼⁠_⁠↼⁠)

Like look at how cute he is sobs

Anyway needed to go on an Iura rant but on the topic of Horimiya,

I've watched all of the anime including The missing pieces, but for manga fans is it worth giving it all a read? The art is so pretty and I could honestly stare at it for hours (art style inspiration atm)

I don't mind rereading through all of the plot cause the characters make my heart burst with joy

but I was also just curious if anything was different or if it was better than the anime at all

But anyway back to my corner to continue writing✌️

[yanagiin]

what will their phone look like dating you?

fandoms<3

- horimiya

- haikyu!! (hq!!)

- boku no hero academia (bnha)

- the disastrous life of saiki kusuo (tdlosk)

- blue lock

- solo leveling

sung jinwoo

- omniscient reader’s viewpoint (orvp)

- minecraft youtubers (mcyt)

- jujutsu kaisen (jjk)

- attack on titan (aot)

- tsurune

REQUESTS ARE CLOSED

in progress:

yanagi akane

nagi seishirou

🥛𓍯 ⿻ 🧈🥚⊹◞✿

so im sure y’all have seen those threads on twitter where ur dating a character and it shows what their phone will look like when in the relationship. i want to make a series where y’all request or i have a character in mind so i wanna try. the couple photos used are not mine, the social media and texts are mine tho.

[yanagiin]

𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐩𝐥𝐞

yanagi akane x reader, 2 IN 1 BABYYYYYYY, kind of crack…

other pairings: horixmiyamura, remixsengoku, yukixtoru

SCHOOL FESTIVALS

“Let’s do a maid cafe!!” Remi stood up from her seat. The council has called for the meeting (the only ones present being Remi, Sengoku, Kono, and Y/n). They were currently gathered together to brainstorm ideas for the council’s fundraising.

“Just the four of us?” Y/n layer her head down on the desk, turning her head to press her cheek against it and look at Remi. She wanted to walk home with Yanagi but, was pulled away from him by Remi and Sengoku for a last minute meeting.

“Yeah Remi-chan, we won’t be able to manage all that alone.” Sakura said. All the girls were discussing while Sengoku was zoned out. His mind went Maid Cafe -> Maid Outfits -> Girls in maid outfits -> REMI IN A MAID OUTFIT

“That’s why we won’t do it by ourselves.” Bringing everyone’s attention to the pink haired girl, their eyes follow her as she goes to open the door and see the rest of their friend group. Y/n’s eyes lighting up when she sees her boyfriend in the back.

“Let’s do this.” Hori said rolling up her sleeve. “What exactly did you call us here for again Remi?” Asked Yoshikawa, poking out behind Hori.

“This!” Remi pointed to the board, circling the main topic.

Maid Cafe.

*commence nose bleeds*

“MIYAMURA?!”

“KANE!!”

“TORU????”

“AHAHAHA PREZ” Syu walks in seeing the president’s nose bleed before looking at the board. His own nose starts bleeding.

TIMESKIP-SCHOOL FESTIVAL

The decorations were placed nicely, desks were set up as tables, the girls were finalizing and going over the menu before placing them on the tables. They all agreed for Syu and Kono to be the chefs while the rest were butlers and maids.

“Okay, time for costumes! Line up!” Remi said pulling us to line up shoulder to shoulder. One by one they each got a bag thrown to their face, filled with their clothes. The girls went behind the curtain to change while the boys changed on the other.

“Are you guys done?” Sengoku asked. Once all the girls were finished, they didn’t open the curtain but decided to take a peek at the fully dressed boys. The only one catching us was Miyamura. Hori blushes and hides.

“Aww Kyouka, such a tsundere.” Y/n teased as Remi came up from behind and yanked the curtain to reveal the girls, in their maid outfits. They all blushed as the girls looked at their respective partners.

“Stop staring.” Y/n mumbled, her eyes shifted to her boyfriend. Yanagi Akane, in a suit and tie. Well— suit, he was struggling with the tie a little. Being the first to move from her spot, Y/n makes her way to her boyfriend, and assist him with his tie.

“You look beautiful.” Yanagi said watching her concentrate and slowly the blood creep up to her cheeks and ears. He pushed a loose strand of hair behind her ear and places a kiss to her forehead.

“You look very handsome yourself bubby” Y/n finished up his tie and looked up to him. They seem to get lost in each others eyes. Totally forgetting about the others in the room. Kono walks in the room to see everyone staring at the wholesome couple. The sound of the door opening was enough to bring their attention back to their own business, feeling slightly jealous of the two’s perfect relationship.

“What happened?” Kono asked very confused. This broke Y/n and Yanagi’s trance and both turned into a tomato realizing what they did in front of their friends.

“Nothing!! Let’s get this cafe up and running!!” Y/n said, trying to hide her blush.

“PICTURES FIRST!!” Remi interjected. She pushed the couples together, miyamura with hori, y/n and akane, tōru and yoshikawa, and lastly the chefs Kono and Syu.

Once everyone took their photos, Yanagi and Y/n were now up to take their photo. The two didn’t want to copy the other’s poses, so they just did whatever felt right. Yanagi was facing the camera, and Y/n had almost half her back to the camera and looked over her shoulder, looking at the lens. Yanagi placed a hand on her waist and the other to put a finger up to his lips. While Y/n had one hand on his arm holding her waist and the opposite hand holding his tie.

Everyone sweatdropped at the pose. They could all agree that those two were definitely the hottest in the school. As if the couple were models, on a cover of a magazine.

“Remi!! Can we move now?” Not realizing that they weren’t moving at all, Remi quickly but nicely takes a picture. Y/n moves from her spot to where Remi just stared at the hot couple on her phone.

“Can you send me that? I wanna set it as my wallpaper?”

“Wait can we take another one since she is going to get that photo?” Yanagi shyly asks now on the other side of Remi, looking at the photo.

“S-sure” Y/n grabs Yanagi and drags him next to her for a quick photo. Remi holds up the phone as they pose for another photo. Their cheeks are now smooshed together, Y/n smiles brightly and Yanagi has a soft smile. Her hands are around his neck while his rest around her waist.

‘HOW DO THEY LOOK SO GOOD?!’ everyone thought.

Totally oblivious to the group’s expressions, Yanagi and Y/n are giggling at their new wallpapers.

SPORTS FESTIVAL

“LETS GO KANE!!!” Hori swatted the (h/c) girl’s head.

“WRONG TEAM Y/N!” Y/n pouted, she was very excited to see her boyfriend and seeing his determined face, oh how she wanted to pinch his cheeks so badly. The two girls start bickering loudly drawing attention from almost everyone in the field. Once they finish, they look around and blush noticing the attention they were getting.

“Yanagiiii where was your contacts??” Perking up at her boyfriend’s name, Y/n looks over to see her boyfriend struggling to see. Completely forgetting about what her brown haired friend said, she gets up and makes way to her boyfriend.

“I thought you got new glasses bub?” Y/n said cupping her blind boyfriend’s face. He blushed at her sudden contact.

“Y-Y/n!! I brought it…”

“Buuuut…?”

“I took it off while changing and couldn’t find it after…” She laughed and took her hands away. Knowing that he was going to lose it sooner or later, Y/n always brings the extra pair of Yanagi’s contacts. She took the contact case out of her tracksuit pockets and held his hand to lead him to the nearest bathroom.

After he successfully put on the contacts, he walks out to see his girlfriend with her arms folded and cheeks puffed out as if she was mad. He nervously walked up and smiled, not knowing what she has in store.

“You have to be careful Kane!! Why didn’t you ask someone for help? You can’t walk around like a blind mouse!” She scolded the pink-haired male. He nods and presses his thumb softly between her eyebrows to stop her from frowning up wrinkles.

“Yes love, I’m sorry. I didn’t want to bother anyone.”

“But still, I don’t want you to get hurt.” Y/n dug her face into his chest, and wrapped her arms around his torso. He wrapped around her waist and rested his chin on top of her head.

“I know, I know. I’m sorry.” He placed a kiss on her head and pulled back to stare at her. They stared at eachother until they heard a camera click. Clicks* to be exact. The couple turned their head to see their friends holding up their phones up.

“Time for the Cheer event!!” Hori said grabbing Y/n by the collar, and dragging the poor girl away. Y/n tried to reach out to Yanagi before Remi smacked her hand away. Everyone laughed at the clingy couple and dragged the other one the opposite way. Both looking like a sad puppy with their eyes drooped.

The whole time Y/n was on the field, cheering. Her eyes was always looking to see if her boyfriend’s eyes were on her. Making eye contact everytime. As the cheer was coming to an end, Y/n saw Aya, the class bich, walk up to Yanagi. Akane was panicking, not knowing what to do. His eyes flickered to the problem and his girlfriend.

“Hi cutie ;)”

“Please don’t call me that Himari-San.”

“Just call me Aya—”

“I can’t do that Himari-San.”

“Aww why? We can be the cute couple at Katagiri Kane-kun.” She was getting too close for comfort. Students surrounding them sweatdropped knowing that Himari will get no where. A sudden chill went down everyone’s spines.

“Here’s my number if you feel like dropping that trash girl—OW!” Everyone’s eyes shifted from Himari, to the ball, to the shooter. They all got scared seeing the flaming girlfriend next to a cart of soccer balls. Getting ready to kick another. The other girl holding her head from the impact.

“Nehhh Kane-kun, why would you date her she is a bully look at what she did!!” She was about to latch on to said boy but, fell to the ground when she noticed he was gone.

“PLEASE DONT CALL ME THAT HIMARI-SAN!” He ran, crying animated tears as he latched onto his girlfriend. Y/n carried him like a crying baby on her hip and death glared at Himari. The students around tried to stifle their laughs at the failed attempt to break the highschool sweethearts.

“Thank you Y/n-Chan”

“You’re welcome baby, let’s go”

“You look very pretty love”

“You too.”

“Yanagi! L/n! Can we take a picture for the yearbook?”

“Sure!” Yanagi carried Y/n bridal style as she outstretched her arms.

“Got it! Thank you!!”

“There you guys are!” Yanagi turns with Y/n still in his arms. The whole group grew jealous again looking at the two.

“Hey guys, can you take a quick picture for us, we forgot to ask the guy of the one he took.” y/n asked handing her phone to the group, Yuki specifically.

“Oh Y/n you forgot to turn… on… your phone…” Yuki trailed off seeing her friend’s wallpaper. The group noticed and looked over her shoulder to see what she was looking at.

The wallpaper. A picture of the two in the girl’s full length mirror closet. Y/n dressed in one of Yanagi’s oversized shirt, loose collar and almost covering all her shorts. Yanagi behind her, falling asleep on her shoulder, wearing a hoodie and his boxers.

What caught the other’s attention was their messy hair and what the presume is a hickey on the both their necks.

“What’s wrong guys?” The seemingly innocent couple asked, looking confused.

“NOTHING!”