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Need everyone to lose their minds over how cute and pretty the opening for Witch Watch is

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Between Peke J and Us (Matsuno Chifuyu x Reader) ((Part 3))

The past few weeks had been a whirlwind of unexpected joy. Since the day I saved Peke J, Chifuyu and I had been texting nonstop. It started with casual messages—updates on Peke J’s antics and random memes he’d send—but soon our conversations delved deeper. We talked about everything: our favorite foods, embarrassing childhood stories, and even dreams for the future. He was easy to talk to, his humor and kindness making my days brighter.

One afternoon, as I packed up my things after school, I noticed two familiar figures leaning casually against the school gate. Chifuyu’s blond hair caught the sunlight, and beside him was another boy, one with striking black hair tied into a messy ponytail and a mischievous smirk.

“Is that…?” I muttered to myself, stepping closer.

“Hey, took you long enough!” Chifuyu called out, waving enthusiastically. Baji nudged him with an amused snort.

“Thought we’d come see you for once,” Chifuyu explained as I approached. “Hope you don’t mind.”

I blinked, surprised. “You came all this way? Wait, who's this?”

“This is Baji, my best friend,” Chifuyu said, gesturing toward the other boy. “I figured you should meet him since he wouldn’t stop bugging me about it.”

Baji shot him a glare before turning to me. “Bugging you? I just wanted to see the girl who saved Peke J. Thought Chifuyu might’ve been exaggerating, but… you’re cooler than I expected.”

“Uh, thanks?” I said, chuckling awkwardly.

We spent the next couple of hours walking around the nearby park, chatting and sharing stories. Baji was a little intimidating at first with his sharp tongue and teasing demeanor, but it was clear how close he and Chifuyu were. Watching them banter felt like watching brothers.

Eventually, the sky turned orange with the setting sun, and Baji checked his watch. “Alright, I’m heading out. Don’t do anything stupid, Chifuyu.” He smirked, slinging a leg over his bike. “Nice meeting you,” he added before roaring off into the distance.

Now alone with Chifuyu, I glanced at him curiously. “What’s with the secret visit?”

“No secret,” he said, scratching the back of his neck. “Just wanted to see you in person.”

His words caught me off guard, and I looked away to hide the blush creeping onto my cheeks. “Well, it was nice of you.”

He gestured toward his bike parked a little ways down. “Need a ride home?”

“On your bike?” I asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Yeah, unless you’d rather walk.”

I considered teasing him but decided against it. “Alright, let’s go.”

The ride to my house was exhilarating. The wind whipped past us, and I held onto Chifuyu’s jacket tightly, feeling an odd mix of excitement and safety. When we finally pulled up to my house, I hopped off, brushing my hair back into place.

“Thanks for the ride,” I said with a smile.

“No problem,” Chifuyu replied, fidgeting slightly as he avoided my gaze. “Uh, before you go…”

I tilted my head. “What is it?”

“I was wondering…” He hesitated, rubbing the back of his neck nervously. “Would you, maybe, wanna go out sometime? Like, on a date?”

His question hung in the air, and for a moment, I couldn’t process it. “A date?” I repeated dumbly.

“Yeah,” he said quickly. “But if you don’t want to, that’s totally fine! I just thought I’d ask—”

“I’d love to,” I interrupted, smiling shyly.

His eyes widened. “Really?”

“Really,” I confirmed, laughing softly at his stunned expression.

A grin spread across his face, and he scratched his cheek, looking both relieved and overjoyed. “Okay, great! I’ll, uh, text you the details?”

“Sounds good,” I said, stepping back toward my door. “Goodnight, Chifuyu.”

“Goodnight,” he replied, watching as I disappeared inside.

As I leaned against the door, my heart raced. A date with Chifuyu… I couldn’t wait.

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Between Peke J and Us (Matsuno Chifuyu x Reader) ((Part 2))

I tugged at the oversized hoodie Chifuyu had lent me, wrapping my arms around myself for warmth. My uniform was tumbling in the washer, and while my damp hair clung to my neck, the hoodie and sweatpants were surprisingly comfortable. Peke J was curled up on my lap, purring softly as I stroked his fur.

Chifuyu walked into the living room balancing two steaming bowls of instant ramen. He set one in front of me on the coffee table and plopped down on the couch beside me with the other. “Dinner is served.”

“Instant ramen, huh?” I said, picking up the bowl. “Not exactly gourmet, but it smells great.”

“Gourmet? Nah, this is the peak of culinary excellence,” he said, grabbing his chopsticks. “Don’t let anyone tell you otherwise.”

I laughed, swirling the noodles around with my chopsticks. “I guess I’ll have to take your word for it, Chef Chifuyu.”

“Hey, don’t disrespect the master,” he said with mock seriousness before slurping a mouthful of noodles.

“Master of boiling water, sure,” I teased, earning a chuckle from him.

As I took a bite, the warmth of the broth immediately spread through me, chasing away the lingering chill. “Okay, you win. This is actually really good.”

“Told you,” Chifuyu said smugly. “But don’t get too comfortable. I don’t usually share my ramen masterpieces.”

“Should I feel honored, then?” I quipped, a small smile playing on my lips.

“Definitely,” he said, nudging me lightly with his elbow. “I don’t do this for just anyone, you know.”

“Is that so?” I glanced at him, raising an eyebrow. “Do you always bring strangers home and feed them ramen?”

“Only the ones who save my cat from freezing streams,” he shot back, grinning.

I laughed, shaking my head. “Fair enough.”

For a moment, the room was quiet save for the sounds of chopsticks clinking against the bowls and Peke J’s occasional meows. The cozy atmosphere felt oddly comforting, and I found myself relaxing despite the unusual circumstances.

“You know,” Chifuyu began, breaking the silence, “most people wouldn’t jump into a freezing stream like that. You’re… different.”

“Different how?” I asked, tilting my head curiously.

“Dunno,” he said, leaning back against the couch. “Just… in a good way.”

I felt my face heat up, though I tried to hide it by focusing on my bowl. “Well, I couldn’t just leave an animal in trouble.”

He smiled softly. “Guess that’s what makes you different.”

Before I could respond, Peke J climbed up to nuzzle my neck, earning a chuckle from Chifuyu. “Looks like someone’s decided he’s sticking to you.”

“Or he’s just hoping for ramen,” I joked, scratching behind the cat’s ears.

“Nah,” Chifuyu said. “Peke J’s got good instincts. He knows you’re a good person.”

His words caught me off guard, and I glanced at him, surprised by the sincerity in his tone. “You barely know me.”

“Maybe,” he admitted, his gaze meeting mine. “But I’d like to change that.”

The washer beeped, breaking the moment. I gently set Peke J down on the couch and stood. “Looks like my uniform’s ready.”

“I’ll get it,” Chifuyu offered, already on his feet.

“Thanks,” I said softly, watching him head toward the laundry room. As I sat back down, Peke J curled up beside me, and I couldn’t help but smile. Maybe this wasn’t such a bad day after all.

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Between Peke J and Us (Matsuno Chifuyu x Reader)

The rain drizzled softly as I walked home from school, the usual route feeling unusually peaceful today. The quiet patter of rain and the distant rush of the nearby stream were calming until an urgent, high-pitched meow shattered the stillness.

I turned toward the stream and froze. A small black cat was flailing in the fast-moving water, its head barely above the surface. My heart jumped into my throat. Without a second thought, I dropped my bag and rushed toward the water.

My shoes skidded slightly on the wet grass as I approached the stream’s edge. Not bothering to remove my uniform jacket or shoes, I waded in, gasping at the shock of the cold water. It pushed against me, but I pressed forward until I was close enough to reach for the cat.

“It’s okay, I’ve got you,” I murmured, pulling it into my arms. Its claws scrabbled at my wet sleeves but quickly relaxed as I cradled it to my chest.

I struggled out of the water, shivering and soaked, the little black cat trembling in my arms. Just as I reached solid ground, a voice called out.

“Peke J! Is that you?”

I looked up to see a blond-haired boy sprinting toward me. His eyes, wide with worry, locked on the cat in my arms. Relief flooded his face as he skidded to a stop.

“Peke J! You found him!” he exclaimed, crouching down slightly to get a better look. His gaze flicked to me. “Are you okay? You’re soaked!”

“I’m fine,” I said, though my teeth chattered slightly. “Is this your cat?”

“Yeah,” he said, his voice softening as he reached out to stroke the cat’s head. “He’s been missing all day. I’ve been looking everywhere for him. Thank you for saving him.”

“It’s nothing,” I said, though the icy chill running through me begged to differ.

“It’s definitely not nothing,” he said firmly. He shrugged off his jacket and draped it over my shoulders before I could protest. “You’re coming to my place to warm up. No arguing.”

“Wait, your house?” I blinked at him in surprise, but he was already gathering my discarded bag and leading the way.

“You’re soaked to the bone. It’s the least I can do for saving Peke J,” he said, glancing back at me with a boyish grin. “Besides, you’ll catch a cold like this.”

I hesitated but followed, holding Peke J close. He led me to a cozy apartment nearby. Once inside, he handed me a blanket and a change of clothes before setting Peke J on a plush bed near a heater.

“Make yourself at home,” Chifuyu said as he disappeared into the kitchen. Moments later, he returned with two steaming mugs of tea. “This should help warm you up.”

“Thanks,” I murmured, wrapping my hands around the cup. The heat seeped into my frozen fingers, and I couldn’t help but smile as Peke J meowed happily from his little bed.

“You’re a lifesaver, y’know,” Chifuyu said, sitting across from me. His expression softened. “Most people wouldn’t have jumped in like that.”

I shrugged, feeling a blush rise to my cheeks. “I couldn’t just leave him.”

“Well, Peke J and I owe you one,” he said with a warm smile. “I’m Matsuno Chifuyu, by the way.”

“[Y/n],” I replied, smiling back. “And I guess it’s nice to meet you.”

“Nice to meet you, too, [Y/n]. You’re a hero today.”

As we chatted, the warmth of the tea and Chifuyu’s kindness made the cold and rain feel like a distant memory.

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Mitsuya and Mikey's new game animation, Mitsuya helping Mikey with his tail!

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No because I need to know how much like Takemichi Shinichiro was. Like did he ever get back up from what should be a fatal blow with an unhinged grin?

Did he ever bite someone? Did he ever get shot in a non lethal way and say hey you missed?

I see a lot of gentle kind Shinichiro and not enough the so called Weak King doing the most bizarre plays mid fight just to win.

Like yeah Mikey’s never seen unhinged Takemichi in a fight but Draken and the others sure have so like….are we seeing the similarities there?

I need to know.

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Giyuu x Reader

Title: A Subtle Reminder

The sound of rushing water echoed in the distance as you walked toward Giyuu’s favorite spot near the river. He wasn’t the easiest person to find, but you’d come to learn his patterns over time. Sure enough, there he was, sitting silently on a boulder, his gaze fixed on the water.

“Giyuu!” you called out gently, careful not to startle him.

He turned his head slightly, his piercing blue eyes landing on you. “What are you doing here?”

“I was looking for you,” you said, walking closer. In your hands was a small, carefully wrapped box. “I wanted to give you something.”

His brows furrowed slightly, but he didn’t protest as you handed him the package. “For me?”

“Yes,” you said, trying to suppress your nervousness. “I… thought it might make you smile.”

Giyuu hesitated for a moment before carefully unwrapping the box. When he opened it, his expression didn’t change immediately, but you caught the faintest flicker of surprise in his eyes. Inside was a chibi figure of him, complete with his stoic expression, mismatched haori, and Nichirin blade.

“What… is this?” he asked softly, his voice barely above a whisper.

“It’s you,” you said with a small laugh. “Well, a smaller, cuter version of you. I thought it might remind you that people care about you, even when you feel alone.”

Giyuu stared at the figure for a long moment, his thumb brushing over the tiny details. “You made this?”

You nodded, unsure of how he’d react. “I just… I know you don’t think highly of yourself sometimes. But I wanted you to have something that shows how others see you. Strong, dependable, and someone worth admiring.”

His grip on the figure tightened ever so slightly, and he looked away, his hair casting shadows over his face. “You didn’t have to do this.”

“I know,” you said gently. “But I wanted to.”

The silence stretched between you, but it wasn’t uncomfortable. Giyuu’s stoic demeanor didn’t change much, but there was a warmth in his eyes when he finally looked back at you.

“Thank you,” he said quietly, the words carrying more weight than you expected.

You smiled, feeling a sense of relief. “You’re welcome, Giyuu. Just… don’t forget that you’re not alone, okay?”

He nodded, placing the chibi figure carefully in his lap as he returned his gaze to the river. For the first time in a long while, he didn’t feel like the current was pulling him under.

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Gyutaro x Reader

Title: A Fragile Bond

The moon hung high in the sky, its pale light spilling into the decrepit room where Gyutaro sat, his wiry frame slumped against the wall. His jagged sickles rested beside him, and his mismatched eyes glimmered in the darkness as he turned them toward you.

“You’re back,” he rasped, his voice low and grating. “Didn’t think you’d survive another day with us, human.”

You smiled softly, used to his teasing by now. “And yet, here I am.”

Gyutaro tilted his head, his sharp grin revealing teeth that made your stomach flip every time. Despite his rough exterior, you’d come to see the pain and loneliness he carried. That’s why you’d worked so hard on the gift in your hands, hoping it might offer him a glimpse of the kindness he often pushed away.

“I brought you something,” you said, stepping closer.

Gyutaro’s eyes narrowed as he leaned forward. “Something for me? What’s the catch, huh?”

You ignored his suspicion and placed the small box in his hands. “No catch. Just open it.”

He stared at it for a moment before pulling at the simple string holding it closed. When the lid came off, his expression froze. Inside was a chibi figure of him, a tiny replica with his wild hair, scars, and his iconic grin.

For a moment, he didn’t say anything, his mismatched eyes flicking from the figure to you. “What… is this?”

“It’s you,” you said, your voice softer now. “I thought… maybe you deserved to see yourself in a different way. Something… less harsh.”

Gyutaro blinked, his thin fingers brushing against the figure. It was delicate, almost absurdly so, and it contrasted sharply with the grotesque reflection he always saw in the mirror.

“You made this?” he asked, his voice quieter than usual.

You nodded, feeling a twinge of nervousness under his intense gaze. “Yeah. I just wanted to give you something nice. I know life hasn’t been kind to you, Gyutaro, but that doesn’t mean you don’t deserve kindness.”

He let out a low laugh, though it lacked his usual sharpness. “Kindness, huh? You’re a strange one, human. Always sticking your nose where it doesn’t belong.”

You smiled faintly. “Maybe. But I mean it.”

Gyutaro’s grip on the figure tightened slightly, his grin faltering. He didn’t say thank you—it wasn’t in his nature—but the way he cradled the tiny figure told you everything you needed to know.

“It’s stupid,” he muttered, his voice unconvincing. “But… it’s not bad.”

You chuckled, relieved. “I’ll take that as a compliment.”

The two of you sat in silence after that, the fragile bond between a demon and a human growing just a little stronger under the quiet light of the moon.

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Rengoku x Reader

Title: A Flame’s Token

The sun hung low in the sky, casting golden hues across the courtyard. You spotted Rengoku standing by the training grounds, his fiery hair gleaming like the flames he was known for. His arms were crossed, his ever-present smile firmly in place as he spoke to a few younger slayers who hung on his every word.

You waited patiently, the small box clutched in your hands. It wasn’t often you got the chance to surprise Rengoku, but today felt like the perfect opportunity.

When the group dispersed, you approached him, your heart pounding. “Rengoku!”

He turned to you, his bright amber eyes lighting up even more. “Ah, [Y/N]! Good afternoon! How are you today?”

“I’m good,” you said, smiling nervously. “I, uh, have something for you.”

His smile widened, curious yet warm. “Oh? A gift for me? How thoughtful of you!”

You handed him the box, watching as his large hands handled it with surprising gentleness. “It’s nothing big,” you said quickly, feeling a little self-conscious. “Just something I thought you might like.”

Rengoku opened the box with a flourish, his expression shifting to surprise when he saw the chibi figure of himself inside. The small replica captured his vibrant hair, cheerful grin, and Flame Hashira uniform perfectly.

For a moment, he was silent, and you began to fidget. “I… thought it might be nice to have something to remind you of how inspiring you are to everyone.”

Rengoku’s booming laughter interrupted your nervous rambling, and you looked up to see him holding the figure up to the light.

“This is wonderful!” he declared, his voice full of joy. “The detail! The craftsmanship! It’s truly magnificent, [Y/N]!”

Your cheeks flushed as you laughed softly. “I’m glad you like it.”

“Like it?” he repeated, turning to you with a grin that could outshine the sun. “I love it! It’s a perfect likeness, and it’s clear how much thought you put into this. Thank you!”

Before you could respond, Rengoku’s hand rested lightly on your shoulder, his expression softening. “You’re too kind, [Y/N]. This means more to me than you know.”

You smiled, your heart warming at his sincerity. “You deserve it, Rengoku. You’ve done so much for everyone—it’s just a small way to say thank you.”

He gave a firm nod, his usual enthusiasm bubbling back to the surface. “I’ll treasure this always! It will remind me of the strength and kindness of those I fight for!”

The sight of Rengoku holding the tiny figure with such reverence made your chest tighten. You didn’t realize a simple gift could bring so much joy, but then again, Rengoku had always been someone who saw beauty in even the smallest gestures.

As the sun dipped further into the horizon, the two of you stood side by side, the chibi figure resting securely in his hand—a flame that would never flicker out.

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Request by @guildedchaos

*Opens menu. * I'll have... Headcanons of Baji, Kezutora, Neji, Deidara, Rengoku, Gyutaro, and Giyuu reacting to being given a chibi figure of themselves?

Deidara x Reader

Title: Art in Miniature

The hideout was eerily quiet, the usual chaos subdued for once. You adjusted your cloak, its red clouds brushing against your legs as you made your way down the hall. In your hands was a small package you’d been nervous about presenting to Deidara for weeks.

The eccentric artist was a difficult person to impress—his standards for “art” were impossibly high. You’d overheard his countless arguments about fleeting beauty and explosive grandeur, and yet, you couldn’t resist giving this gift a try.

When you found him in the common room, he was hunched over a pile of clay, sculpting something with his hands. His back was to you, his long blonde hair cascading down in a loose ponytail.

“Deidara,” you called hesitantly, clutching the package tightly.

He glanced over his shoulder, one blue eye visible as the other was hidden beneath his scope. “Hmm? What is it, un?”

You walked closer, holding the box out to him. “I… made something for you. It’s not much, but I thought you might like it.”

Deidara’s brow arched in curiosity. He wiped his hands on his cloak and took the package, his movements careful. “You made this, un?”

You nodded, watching nervously as he untied the ribbon and opened the box. Inside was a chibi figure of him, complete with his flowing hair, Akatsuki cloak, and the signature mischievous smirk you’d tried to replicate.

For a moment, he was silent, staring at the figure. Then he let out a sharp laugh, his visible eye widening.

“This… is art, un!” he declared, holding up the figure with a grin. “A miniature me? Hah, I love it!”

You blinked, surprised by his reaction. “You… really like it?”

“Of course, un!” he said, turning the figure over to admire the details. “It’s so detailed and expressive! Did you make this yourself?”

You nodded again, feeling a warm flush creep up your neck. “Yeah. I thought it’d be fun to see you in a different form—less explosions, more charm.”

Deidara laughed again, setting the figure down on the table beside him. “It’s brilliant, un. You’ve captured my essence perfectly!”

He leaned back, folding his arms behind his head, his grin softening into something more genuine. “I didn’t know you had this kind of talent, yeah. You’re full of surprises.”

You felt your chest tighten at his rare praise, but you managed a smile. “I just wanted you to have something that reminds you how amazing you are, even without the explosions.”

He gave you a sly look, his eye glinting with mischief. “Careful, un. Keep saying stuff like that, and I might think you’re my biggest fan.”

You laughed softly, shaking your head. “Maybe I am.”

For the rest of the evening, Deidara kept the chibi figure nearby as he worked, occasionally glancing at it with a satisfied smirk. It wasn’t just a figure to him—it was proof that someone valued his presence, even in the smallest of forms.

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Neji x Reader

Title: A Small Gesture

The training grounds were quiet save for the rhythmic swish of Neji’s strikes against a training dummy. His movements were precise and graceful, each one a testament to years of discipline. From a distance, you watched him, clutching the small box in your hands.

Neji always seemed so untouchable—poised, composed, and impossibly skilled. It made the simple gift you’d gotten him feel almost silly, but you were determined to give it to him. After all, Neji wasn’t as cold as people often assumed; you knew the warmth hidden beneath his stoic exterior.

When he finally paused to wipe the sweat from his brow, you stepped forward, heart pounding.

“Neji,” you called, your voice steady despite your nerves.

He turned, his pale eyes softening slightly when he saw you. “What brings you here?”

You held out the box, suddenly feeling self-conscious. “I wanted to give you this. It’s… just something I thought you’d like.”

Neji raised a curious brow but took the box, his long fingers deftly untying the ribbon. When he opened it, his eyes widened ever so slightly. Inside was a small chibi figure of him, complete with his long dark hair, stoic expression, and traditional Hyuga attire.

For a moment, he said nothing, simply staring at the figure. Then, almost imperceptibly, the corners of his mouth lifted into a faint smile.

“You had this made?” he asked, his voice quiet but laced with a touch of wonder.

You nodded quickly, nervously playing with your hands. “Yeah, I thought it might… remind you of how others see you. Strong, noble, and… kind of intimidating, but in a good way.”

Neji’s gaze shifted from the figure to you, his expression softening further. “It’s… unusual,” he admitted, “but thoughtful. Thank you, [Y/N].”

“You like it?” you asked, feeling your cheeks warm under his intense gaze.

He nodded, studying the small figure with a faint glimmer of amusement in his eyes. “It’s a strange feeling, seeing myself like this, but I appreciate the gesture.”

You couldn’t help but smile, relief washing over you. “Good. I was worried you’d think it was silly.”

Neji shook his head, tucking the figure carefully back into the box. “It’s not silly. It’s… endearing.”

The way he said the last word made your heart skip, his voice soft in a way you rarely heard.

“Come,” he said, gesturing for you to follow him. “I was about to take a break. Stay for tea?”

You nodded, unable to hide your smile as you walked beside him, the small chibi figure now safely tucked under his arm—a tiny but meaningful reminder of how much he meant to you.

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Hello! I have a request, so basically Baji breaks up with reader but he's still in love with reader and broke up with her cuz he felt he wasn't good enough for her. Although reader was saddened by this, she accepted it. Baji's mother finds out and tells her how disappointed she is that Baji broke up with her and basically praises her, calling her the daughter that she never, reader is moved by this and cries, but Baji's mother misunderstands and believes she's crying over Baji. So she tells Baji about this. How would Baji react to this? Sorry if this is really lengthy😅

Thank you so much for the request! Here it is! Enjoy!

Title: Pieces of Us (Keisuke Baji x Reader)

The sunset cast a warm glow over the school courtyard as I sat on the steps, feeling the weight of the world pressing down on my shoulders. It had been a week since Baji had broken up with me, and the sting of his words still echoed in my mind. “I’m not good enough for you,” he had said, his voice laced with uncertainty.

I took a deep breath, trying to convince myself that his decision was for the best. Still, I couldn’t shake the feeling of loss, the emptiness that lingered in my heart. Baji was more than just a boyfriend; he was my best friend, my partner in crime, and the one person who truly understood me.

As I sat there lost in thought, I heard footsteps approaching. I looked up to see Baji’s mother, her face a mixture of concern and compassion. “Oh, dear, I’m glad I found you,” she said, settling beside me.

“Hi, Mrs. Baji,” I replied, forcing a smile that didn’t quite reach my eyes.

She studied me for a moment, her gaze piercing yet gentle. “I heard about the breakup. I’m so sorry, sweetheart.”

“It’s okay. I’m fine,” I lied, looking away.

“No, you’re not,” she said firmly. “I know my son. He’s made a mistake, and he doesn’t even realize how wonderful you are. You’re like the daughter I never had.”

Her words struck a chord within me, and I felt tears prick at my eyes. “Thank you. That means a lot,” I whispered, the weight of her praise warming my heart.

“I want you to know how proud I am of you, and I’ll always be here for you,” she continued, her voice softening.

As I fought back tears, I shook my head. “I’m just sad because Baji and I… we’re not together anymore.”

She took my hand, her grip reassuring. “He’s still in love with you, you know. He just doesn’t see it. I’ll talk to him.”

“No, please don’t! I don’t want to pressure him,” I pleaded, but she was already standing, determination in her eyes.

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Baji was in his room, his heart heavy with regret. He paced back and forth, replaying the breakup in his mind. He had pushed you away, thinking it would protect you, but now he realized how wrong he had been. Just then, his mother entered, her expression serious.

“Keisuke, we need to talk,” she said, her tone leaving no room for argument.

“What is it, Mom?” he asked, bracing himself.

“I just spoke with [Y/N]. She’s upset, and you need to fix this,” she stated firmly.

“Why is she upset?” he asked, concern flooding his chest.

“She was crying, Keisuke. She thinks you don’t care about her anymore,” she explained. “You need to go to her and tell her how you really feel.”

“I thought she would be better off without me,” he admitted, frustration rising.

“She deserves someone who sees her worth. You love her, don’t you?” she pressed.

“Of course, I do!” he exclaimed, realization hitting him like a freight train. “I just thought… I was doing the right thing.”

“Wrong. You’re being a fool,” she said, crossing her arms. “Now go to her. You can’t let her think you don’t want her anymore.”

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With newfound determination, Baji rushed out of the house, heart racing as he made his way to the park where you had spent countless hours together. As he approached, he saw you sitting on the steps, wiping your eyes.

“[Y/N],” he called out, his voice breaking slightly.

You looked up, surprise evident on your face. “Baji? What are you doing here?”

“I came to talk,” he said, breathless. “I’m sorry. I was scared and stupid. I thought breaking up would be best, but I can’t imagine my life without you. I love you.”

Your eyes widened, and for a moment, neither of you spoke. Then, with a shaky breath, you whispered, “I never stopped loving you either.”

His heart soared, and he stepped closer, kneeling in front of you. “Then let’s not let fear dictate our happiness. I want you back, [Y/N]. Will you give me another chance?”

With tears streaming down your face, you nodded, the weight of your sadness lifting. “Yes, I will.”

Baji smiled, relief flooding through him as he pulled you into a tight embrace. “I won’t let you go again. I promise.”

As you held each other, the warmth of your love enveloped you both, healing the wounds that had nearly torn you apart.

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Kazutora Hanemiya x Reader

Title: Tiny Reminder

The soft hum of the afternoon breeze filled the quiet room. Kazutora had always appreciated the rare moments of peace, and today, he sat cross-legged on the floor, staring blankly at a notebook he was supposed to be sketching in. His golden eyes held a distant, thoughtful look, but it faded the moment you stepped in.

“Hey, Kazutora,” you greeted, holding a small box in your hands.

He blinked, tilting his head slightly, curious. “Hey. What’s that?”

You walked over and sat down beside him, offering the box. “It’s for you. Just… something I thought you might like.”

His gaze flickered from the box to you, his lips parting slightly in surprise. “For me?”

You nodded, trying to ignore the warmth creeping up your neck. “Yeah. Open it.”

Kazutora carefully untied the ribbon and opened the lid. His eyes widened as he lifted out a small chibi figure of himself. The tiny version of him had his signature hair, streaked with blonde, and his Valhalla jacket perfectly detailed, from the white fabric to the intricate stitching.

He stared at it in silence, and for a moment, you worried. “Do you… not like it? I can—”

“No,” he interrupted, his voice unusually soft. “It’s… amazing.”

His fingers trembled slightly as he held the figure, studying every detail. “You thought of me when you got this?”

You nodded again, feeling a little self-conscious. “I wanted you to have something to remind you how important you are—to everyone, to me. You’re always so hard on yourself, Kazutora. I thought maybe this would cheer you up.”

He didn’t reply immediately, but the way his lips curved into a rare, genuine smile told you everything. His eyes shone with an emotion you couldn’t quite place, but it was warm, almost vulnerable.

“Thank you,” he said quietly, his voice barely above a whisper. “No one’s ever done something like this for me before.”

You felt a pang in your chest at his words, wishing he could see himself the way you did—strong, kind, and deserving of so much more than the weight he carried.

Kazutora placed the chibi figure gently on the table, as though it were the most precious thing in the world. Then, without warning, he leaned closer, resting his head lightly on your shoulder.

“You’re really something, you know that?” he murmured, his voice soft but laced with gratitude.

Your heart fluttered, but you smiled, leaning into him just a little. “So are you, Kazutora.”

For a while, neither of you moved, content to sit in the stillness together. The little chibi figure sat nearby, its tiny grin mirroring the faint one now resting on Kazutora’s lips.

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Baji Keisuke x Reader

Title: Mini Me

It was a typical chaotic afternoon at the Toman hideout. The gang was in high spirits, laughing and bantering as they celebrated another successful day. You clutched the small box in your hands, heart pounding as you approached Baji Keisuke.

Baji sat with his usual confident grin, lazily chewing on a stick of gum as he joked with Chifuyu. You had been planning this for weeks—ordering the custom chibi figure of him, meticulously choosing every detail to match his unruly hair, sharp eyes, and signature uniform. You just hoped he’d like it.

“Baji,” you called out, stepping closer. He turned, his expression brightening when he saw you.

“Hey, [Y/N]! What’s up?”

You extended the box toward him, suddenly feeling shy. “I, uh, got you something. It’s not a big deal, but I thought you might like it.”

His curiosity piqued, Baji took the box, his fingers brushing against yours. “You got me a gift? What’s the occasion?”

“No occasion,” you said quickly, cheeks heating. “I just saw it and thought of you.”

He opened the box, his eyes widening as he pulled out the tiny chibi figure of himself. The exaggerated features—wild hair, toothy grin, and even his Toman jacket—were spot on. For a moment, he was silent, staring at it.

Chifuyu leaned over, trying to stifle a laugh. “That’s… actually amazing.”

Baji finally burst out laughing, the sound rich and full of amusement. “Holy crap, it’s me! Look at the hair! It’s all over the place!”

You couldn’t help but smile at his reaction. “I thought it captured your personality pretty well.”

“It’s perfect,” he said, grinning at you. “You really went all out, huh? This is hilarious.”

He carefully placed the figure on the table in front of him, studying it like it was the coolest thing he’d ever received. “I’m keeping this forever,” he declared, his tone unusually soft.

“Really?” you asked, your voice light with relief.

“Hell yeah! No one’s ever given me something like this before.” His grin softened, and for a moment, his sharp, playful demeanor gave way to something warmer. “Thanks, [Y/N]. Seriously.”

You shrugged, trying to play it cool despite the way your heart swelled at his words. “I’m glad you like it.”

As the laughter and teasing from the others resumed, Baji kept the chibi figure close, occasionally glancing at it with a fond smile. You didn’t miss the way his eyes lingered on you a little longer than usual, and for the rest of the afternoon, his laughter seemed just a bit louder, his mood a little brighter—all because of the small piece of yourself you had given him.