kumasakka

[kumasakka]

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ LOOK OF LOVE !

ft. how they look at you , various characters , based on songs.

　୨୧ no. 1 party anthem.

they look at you like they’re in love — it's not only love. it's the deep feeling of wanting go along with you, the path of life. growing old together. you two are one. they want to sink deep into your love and affection while you sink in their solace and warmth.

"please let me drown in your love until death. but even so, not even death can separate us."

BLLK. ISAGI YOICHI , YUKIMIYA KENYU , BACHIRA MEGURU , KUNIGAMI RENSUKE , KARASU TABITO , nanase nijiro, bunny iglesias , otoya eita.

WBK. SUO HAYATO , UMEMIYA HAJIME , TSUGEURA TAIGA , TSUBAKINO TASUKUA , KIRYU MITSUKI , HIRAGI TOMA , SAKAKI SEIRYU , TOGAME JO , KAJI REN.

JJK. GOJO SATORU , NANAMI KENTO , ITADORI YUJI , KUGISAKI NOBARA , FUSHIGURO MEGUMI , ZENIN MAKI , TODO AOI , HIGURUMA HIROMI , HAIBARA YU , IORI UTAHIME , MIWA KASUMI , JUNPEI YOSHINO , CHOSO, FUSHIGURO TOJI , muta kokichi , tsukuma yuki , sukuna.

　୨୧ way of life.

they look at you like you're his air to breathe, their only way to live. without you, the world isn't same anymore. as if you're their god in their eyes. they want to be a part of you and never let go. they want to hold your hand, wrap their arms around your body, kiss your lips softly.

"without you I'm dead, full of struggles and chaos I cannot describe. will you honour me with your presence and time?"

BLLK. ALEXIS NESS , WC!KUNIGAMI RENSUKE , MIKAGE REO , ITOSHI SAE , HIORI YO, KIYORA JIN , CHIGIRI HYOMA , karasu tabito.

WBK. SUGISHITA KYOTARO , KAJI REN, SHUHEI SUZURI , ENDO YAMATO , SAKAKI URYU , S1!TOMIYAMA CHOJI , TAKIISHI CHIKA , sakaki seiryu.

JJK. OKKOTSU YUTA , FUSHIGURO TOJI , SUKUNA , GETO SUGURU , CHOSO , GOJO SATORU , ZENIN MAI , MUTA KOKICHI , ZENIN NAOYA , KAMO NORITOSHI , miwa kasumi.

　୨୧ cupid's chokehold.

they look at you like they got trapped. in a positive way. they want to be in your presence all the time, feel your touch and share your pain. they didn't expect to fall for someone, but they did — they fell for you. they’ll be forever trapped in your divine allure, they’re at your mercy.

"hurt me soft, love me hard. I don't care. just stay here with me."

BLLK. MICHAEL KAISER , BACHIRA MEGURU , NAGI SEISHIRO , ITOSHI RIN , BAROU SHOEI , KURONA RANZE , oliver aiku , shidou ryusei.

WBK. NIREI AKIHIKO , ENDO YAMATO , TAKIISHI CHIKA , togame jo , tomiyama choji.

JJK. FUSHIGURO MEGUMI, CHOSO , OKKOTSU YUTA , ZENIN MAI , SUKUNA , INUMAKI TOGE, zenin maki , zenin naoya , iori utahime , yoshino junpei.

© 2025 kumasakka — do not plagiarize , copy , modify , translate our work !

[kumasakka]

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ❝ 𝐉𝐎𝐉𝐎 𝐒𝐈𝐖𝐀 𝐑𝐈𝐏𝐎𝐅𝐅 ? ❞

　like the title suggests, you’re showing off the modest look of the internet and surprise him with the most beautiful makeup look someone can pull off or a collection of unserious drabbles inspired by jojo siwa !

ft. isagi yoichi , itoshi rin , itoshi sae , iglesias bunny , yukimiya kenyu , chigiri hyoma !

content. 2.5k wc , so much crack , unserious , humour , up to 0.4-0.5k words per drabble , admin tsuna had too much fun while writing this shit , cringe , crappy writing , safe for minors . credits for dividers @/dollywons .

author’s note. have fun reading you all and don’t mind me — sorry for grammar mistakes. I got inspired by those tiktok videos which appeared on my fyp again and I have to admit that I’m a little late, but who cares heh.

ISAGI YOICHI.

　"COME on, love. We're already late and the others are waiting!" the dark-haired male exclaimed, ushering you to hurry up.

It doesn't even matter that much if you're late. After all, you're just meeting with your friends for a little party — a party that came out of nowhere. A silly and out of fun party.

"Pfft—" you stifled a laughter, speeding up your pace to the car. "I'm coming! I hope you aren't wearing expensive or uh, something fancy..."

With the last steps ahead, you slowed down again and walked normally to the car — the only weird thing? You didn't dare to glance into his direction as you opened the door and stepped in.

　THUD !

"I can't find my keys..." he looked around and searched everywhere for the starter of the car, "you got my keys?"

"Of course." you replied, eyes glued to the window and your face not moving an inch to glance at him.

You placed your small bag on your lap and opened it, hands digging in to find your own keys. It took a while. You took a while. But you can't blame yourself, you searched for the keys without even looking into the bag.

"Love?" Isagi blinked a few times, wondering why you needed so long.

Eventually, he turned his head to you and watched how you handed him the keys. His hands gripped the wheel before letting go, accepting the keys.

"Hey... Is there..." he slowly started, concerned why you weren't facing him, "wrong?"

"No. Why are you asking?" you answered nonchalantly.

"Oh..." he raised an eyebrow, slightly hesitating to continue.

Yet, his curiosity caught him and he pushed the urge to continue.

Wrong move? Perhaps.

"Ah you got there something." he lied and his hand reached out to remove the nonexistent dirt off your neck.

"Thanks—" you interrupted yourself as he swiftly got a grip of your chin and forced you to face him.

"Face me properly— What the..." he staggered in his breath, immediately removing his hand off your chin.

"What's wrong?" you tried your best to act normal, biting your lip so you wouldn't burst into laughter.

"So... what a pleasant surprise." he blinked slowly. "Wow..."

"Dream guest on my podcast? Oh my gosh I mean..." your voice was uncomfortably low, "honestly let's spice things up, one of my exes."

"Please..." he sweat dropped. "Remove that makeup."

"What? You don't like it?" you feigned hurt. "You're going to be the dream guest."

"NO SORRY, IT WAS A JOKE—"

"JOKES ARE SUPPOSED TO BE FUNNY?"

ITOSHI RIN.

　"YOU are lucky that lukewarm dipshit is going to be later than us."

Rin complained as you two finally left the house, only that you're trailing close behind him. "Yes, yes." you nodded at his nonstop complaining, locking the door while doing so.

It's not like you're super late, just a few minutes. The friend you're visiting doesn't even live that far away, only twenty minutes with the car. But if Rin's extremely annoyed then you most likely arrive there in ten.

"Hurry up." he demanded and made his merry way to the car.

"Chill. It's not like the others will be there on time. Most of them will be later than a few minutes." you shook your head and followed into the car.

"Arriving before them is the goal." he didn't glance into your direction as he started the car.

"Honestly? Noticed, that's literally your lifelong goal." you slammed the door shut.

"I'm just better than them." he murmured and began to drive out of the garage.

"You sure are..." you commented, making him glance at you.

"What's with the hairstyle?" he stared at your messy bun.

"Oh I wanted to try something new out." you answered, still looking out of the window.

"Yeah..?" he muttered, eyes returning to the road again — driving out of your home.

Bad, bad idea.

"Mmh yeah." you bit your lip, forcing yourself to stay silent.

As soon as the lights turned red, the car slowly stopped again. And your boyfriend took this opportunity to face you properly, leaning slightly forward to get a better look of your face.

"Is that... black face paint?" he questioned, deadpanning already.

"You got a prob', or what?" you put on your serious face and met his gaze.

"..." he stayed silent.

"I was a bad girl..." you started, "I did some bad things. I swear I did it all for fun and it meant nothing... It never happened. It was a secret. Like when a tree— Rin where are we going?"

"Somewhere..." he murmured, suddenly feeling all moody as he turned right — even though he should've taken the straight path.

"Hey, that's the way back home!"

"We're not arriving there with this makeup."

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN? I'M BEAUTIFUL—"

ITOSHI SAE.

　"CALM down, Sae! We aren't even late, we're thirty minutes early." you deadpanned.

"Don't care. Gotta be there earlier than that lukewarm asshole." he murmured under his breath as he gripped the wheel.

"You're making everything into a competition whenever Bunny gets mentioned." you sweat dropped and closed the door.

"Are you wearing a mask?" he questioned as soon as he glanced into your direction — only seeing the white strings around your ears.

"Erm... I'm a little sick." you lied, coughing a little into the mask as you used your hand to cover your upper face.

"Oh?" he hummed under his breath and started the car, oblivious to the prank you're pulling on him.

A grin crossed your lips, while staring out of the window to admire the beauty of Madrid. It was beautiful, maybe even as beautiful as your makeup. Oh if only he knew how cheeky you are.

The car was drowning in silence, ears filled with your favourite songs as you coughed again and scrolled through your playlist, searching for a certain song.

"Is something wrong, [name]?" he questioned after the music was gone.

Actually it wasn't gone, you just put your phone on silence as you skipped to the main part before pulling down your mask, eyes finally facing forward. And slowly the volume came again.

"[name]... What's with—" Sae got interrupted, already irritated by the prank you're pulling.

"Thou shall not lie... Thou shall not cheat... Thou shall not get caught," you forced him to stay silent by pushing his head away so he can drive properly. "Or you'll end up just like me oh!"

"That's it..." he sighed out, halting as the lights turned red — his head banged against the wheel.

"Karma's a bitch! I should've known better." you danced the practised moves despite being shackled in the seat, "If I had a wish, I would've never effed around!"

"Will I ever have a moment of peace in this life..?" he continued to drive, trying his best to ignore your shenanigans.

"When I saw the pics of you and her, I felt the knife twist!" you got out stacks of pictures and threw them into the car.

"You're cleaning the mess later." he deadpanned.

Suddenly a picture hit his face as he was finally able to take a look on it. "What the—" his eyes twitched, seeing the edited picture. It was beautiful (in your eyes). Him and Bunny on a wedding.

"I'm so done with—"

"PSHHHHH!"

IGLESIAS BUNNY.

　"LET'S get going, my love." he smiled as he guided you outside of your shared home.

Did you seriously have to act like this? You're pretending as if there were paparazzi's or something, gaze glued to ground without lifting your head. At this point are you the celebrity or him?

Not even he was able to get a glimpse of your face. Of course, he doesn't doubt that you look beautiful again but he still wants to see you face him properly. You've been acting strange all the time!

"What's wrong?" he questioned curiously and opened the door to the passenger seat for you.

"Nothing, why?" you forced yourself to not laugh as you got in, pulling down the cap deeper into your face.

"Are you sure?" he chuckled and with that, he closed the door to enter the car on the other side. "Are you nervous because Itoshi's girlfriend is going to be there too?"

"Getting intimidated by who?" you grimaced slightly.

"Nevermind." he smiled, not daring to start the car yet — he wants to see your face first. "It seems like you changed."

Where's the sweet and energetic [name]? Today, you didn't even drop one freaky comment. Not even a single one. Something must be wrong — you definitely don't act like this and he picked it up right away.

"Well... No one has made this dramatic of a change yet." you tsked and shook your head. "No one has made in my generation this extreme of a switch and... I am the first in the generation."

"I'm not following..." he watched as you pulled off the cap. "Oh wow."

"I mean it's very scary. But!" you smirked at him smugly, "someone's gotta do it."

"This makeup is scary." he dropped without further shame, an expressionless smile on his lips.

"Shut up, it's not." you frowned jokingly, finally turning to him to glare at him.

"Don't glare at me with those pretty eyes." he chuckled, raising his hands to prove his innocence — the innocence he never owned.

"Pretty like my makeup." you shone with your ugly makeup which totally didn't match your outfit.

"Right... Flying pigs exist now, don't they?" he leaned forward and opened the storage, grabbing makeup remover wipes.

"Oh dang, you store them here?" you blinked in surprise. "Never saw this in your car. Hey, did a girl leave this here? Are you cheating on me?"

"I've been storing them here for a while." he explained and got out one for you, handing you it, "after I found out bad makeup means bad day."

"Naww, did you watch the reel I send you?" you returned his smile and pushed the wipe away. "No thanks."

"Come here, darling. It won't hurt, I'll be gentle."

"BUNNY— GET AWAY!"

YUKIMIYA KENYU.

　HONESTLY, you don't understand why he's being so fancy with the outfits. After all, you two just wanted to meet up with a few friends and there was definitely no need for him to choose a clothes for you.

"You're exaggerating." you sweat dropped and walked down the stairs.

"Am I or are you?" he sweat dropped, gaze wandering to your covered face.

Just like a celebrity — pretty outfit yet face hid from the world with those glasses and mask. Seriously, are you sure who you were calling exaggerating? Him or you?

Maybe it was just his expensive taste in fashion, after all he was a model and his world revolved around the modest trends, soccer and you. At this point, you fear that he thinks this is normal.

So you're teaching him your world. The one, you lived before this luxury. The time where you actually had fun with silly clothes — wearing colours or musters without worrying that they don't match. Makeup is one thing.

"Nah, you are exaggerating." you accepted his hand as he guided you down the last steps.

"Sure, yes. I am exaggerating." he chuckled and accepted it without another word, closing the door behind you and then trailing behind you.

"Accept the reality." you nodded in acceptance, getting into the car.

"I already did, my love." as soon as he started the car, your phone connected with bluetooth and the first song immediately started.

For a while, you waited Kenyu to get ready to drive off as he buckled the seatbelt. You stared out of the window and slowly removed the glasses and the mask, acting as nonchalant as you could.

"—it took you two weeks. To go off and date her. Guess you didn't cheat..." you started to go along with the text.

"Oh, traitor by Olivia Rodrigo?" he hummed, finally looking into your direction.

"But you're still— You're still a TRAITORRRRRRRR!"

"What in the world..." his smile went from genuine to blank, "Oh wow... What a nice surprise."

"You got a problem, dude?" your voice was dangerously low, almost growling.

"No..." he trailed off, sweat dropping as he was about to get out, "Let me get something..."

"Heh... Guess you couldn't handle my charms." you chuckled, immediately grabbing his wrist so he wouldn't escape.

"[name], love, my universe, my future, dear, darling... Wipe this makeup off."

"Kenyu, sweetie, pookie wookie dookie, my favourite, cutie patootie, baby, bae, hubby, sweet cheeks, the father of my children... No."

"Please?"

"Kenyu, dude, bro, pooks, treasure, father of my children—"

"What?"

"WHAT’S WRONG?"

CHIGIRI HYOMA.

　THE diva, queen, whatever coming personally. Taking even longer than me." you said loudly in the car.

You listened how your boyfriend closed the door and sighed out at your announcement. "What a lovely greeting. Thank you, peasant." he played with you and buckled the seatbelt for him.

"Of course. Only the best for your exquisite taste, princess." your eyes stay glued outside of the window.

"I thank you again." he murmured and got his keys out, starting the car slowly. "Aren't you going to buckle your seatbelt?"

"Nah, it's only a few minute drive." you replied, leaning back into the seat.

"Safety first." he sighed out and leaned closer to you, hand finding its grip around the seatbelt so he can do it for you. "Am I not supposed to be the princess? Why are you getting the princess treatment?"

"Because I'm a queen." and with that, you finally turned to him, face inches away.

"Holy—" he didn't even hesitate to back away in a quick second, his hands on his own seatbelt. "What's... this?"

"My..." you paused and coughed, now setting your voice on the lowest tone you could reach. "Ahem my new look. It's the modest. From the internet."

"The modest?" he grimaced slightly, taking in your so-called new look. "Baby, do you even know what that means?"

"Of course, Hyoma. What's that even supposed to mean?" you frowned, voice deeper than his.

"All offence intended." he added without feeling bad.

"Come here, you stupid—"

As soon as you were to near him, he didn't waste time to unbuckle his seatbelt. "In the name of your love for me, back off." his back was pressed against the car door, hand ready to open the door so he could escape.

"Because I love you, I have to do this." you shook your head, faster than him

this time and grasping his hand.

"Stay back, woman!" he exclaimed and tried to push you away.

"You're a woman yourself!" you didn't care if he pushed you away as you pulled him in.

"More woman than you? Definitely!"

"Accept your true gender— WHAT DID YOU SAY?"

"I SAID WHAT I SAID..!"

"Watch your tone, boy. I'm giving you the same look now. That's what you WANTED!" your one arm wrapped around his neck while getting out a marker out of your purse.

"[name]..." he stopped wriggling in your hold for a moment, hands on your arm.

"Yeah?" you hummed and got off the lid with your teeth.

"Is this a permanent marker?"

"No..." you kissed his cheek with a smile. "Don't worry."

"BACK OFF—"

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[kumasakka]

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ TRICK OR TREAT !

ft. bunny iglesias , crack , 0.35k wc , idea ; tiktok.

　DING - DONG !

One thing Bunny Iglesias hopes for, is that the media didn't find out where he lives. He also hopes that there will be no paparazzi standing in front of his doorsteps like a predator, waiting for their prey to come out.

Yet Bunny is aware of how crazy the internet can be and leaking his address and personal information is one (common) thing. Yeah but he still hopes no one will disturb him today.

After all it's halloween — the day or rather night where people dress up as something terrifying or ugly to scare off others. Oh well, it's still day though so he doubts anyone is asking for candies.

Hesitantly, he reached out for the door handle before he grasped it fully. Slowly but surely opened the door, revealing someone very familiar.

"[na—"

"Trick or treat!" you interrupted him with a kind smile, a big bucket in your hands (which was already filled to the brim).

"Why are you dressed like that?" he blinked slowly, unimpressed eyes glancing over your outfit.

"Because it's my costume?" you tsked smugly and began to smirk proudly, flashing your amazing cosplay of him with a hairwig that doesn't even fit your head, "all you gotta do is go to the costume store and say »make me look stupid«!"

The wig almost fell off.

"I—"

Suddenly the smirk disappeared from your face as you put on a sweet, fake smile and also raised your hand to show him a rock-and-roll hand sign. But it should actually look like a bunny.

"Don't stand like that." he deadpanned.

"But that's how you stood!" you broke character for a second to argue before going back to your Bunny-pose.

"That's not how I stand." he grimaced.

"That's exactly how you—"

　THUD !

"Oh this hoe..." you whispered under your breath as you let out a breathless chuckle after he slammed the door shut.

You rolled your eyes — you were petty. That's why you decided to dump all the candies across the ground and spread it everywhere. "That's what you get haha." you laughed evilly.

"...GONNA CALL SAE NOW TO SHOW OFF MY AMAZING HALLOWEEN COSTUME.”

© 2025 kumasakka — do not plagiarize , copy , modify , translate our work !

© dollywons for the first divider !

[kumasakka]

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ❝ 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐒𝐊𝐈𝐑𝐓 ! ❞

　at some point you just seem desperate to get his attention — so you decided to boost your confidence with your best outfit, even catching the attention by the people you’re surrounded by while walking past. ( based on the song MINISKIRT by AOA )

ft. iglesias bunny , itoshi sae , michel kaiser , itoshi sae.

content. 3.3k words , slightly suggestive , fluff , insecurity , jealousy (you’re the jealous one) , situation ship (in sae’s one) , kind of toxic (in bunny’s and michael’s one) , up to 0.5-0.6k per drabble (bunny’s and sae’s), up to 0.8-1.0k words per drabble (michael’s and rin’s) , crappy writing. cringe. credits for dividers @/dollywons !!

authors’s note. ahhhh rin’s part is so much more longer than the others TT BYE? I JUST NOTICED Y/N ISN’T EVEN WEARING A MINISKIRT IN BUNNY’S PART…

IGLESIAS BUNNY.

　MAKING you smile was never his goal or intention. He wanted to see everything else but you smiling. He doesn't want you to enjoy your life to the fullest, he doesn't want to watch you live your life so freely without him.

And knowing that you had feelings for him, he started to be a little bit of an asshole. How? By giving you less and less attention to feed his growing fanbase (as if it wasn't large enough) the attention — the attention you deserved.

Don't misunderstand his actions wrong. After all you two aren't friends, you two are dating so don't worry. He would never cheat on you. The only problem is that you two aren't official, since you two don't want to deal with the media. So of course people think you're just friends.

Honestly speaking, you'd rather get bothered by social media, rather than him acting like a single man(whore). Of course you noticed how busy he started to get lately and even had the audacity to reply some fan mails! During your stay-at-home dates.

Your eyes that look at me. It's not the same as before.

Pulling the bag closer to your hip, you walked towards your seat with your head held high — showing absolute perfection with every step taken. Perhaps you were a goddess walking down the floor as if it was built for her.

Yes, probably.

"There you are." his gaze followed you through the reflections in the window and his head slowly turned to you.

But why do you look at me like I'm a worn-out shoe?

"I apologise for making you wait." you politely nodded your head as a waiter pulled the chair back for you. "Thanks."

I'm so pretty whatever I wear.

His eyes glided down your figure, taking in the sight in front of him as you sat down. You wore an off-shoulder bodycon dress, radiating a soft glow almost with the lights of the chandelier above you.

Everything else was covered though because you wore a matching cropped blazer over your shoulder, preventing everyone else to see more than your neck and collarbone.

I'm so sexy, even if I don't show skin.

"What are you going to eat..?" you asked carefully, eyes glued to the menu.

Underneath the calm and collected mask was a helpless, panicking and lost girl. The stares you received from the restaurant was making you feel a little pressured and sweat. At some point you felt like you were getting undressed by those eyes.

Nevertheless, you could swear they were fancier than you by miles! Richer and better dressed.

"Actually, I'm not hungry." he snapped you out of your thoughts as he sent you a fake smile. "Eat whatever you want, I'll pay."

"Oh..." you trailed off, sounding a little awkward after that.

That hoe invited you to dine out, but now he's pulling this move?

"If I’m being honest… I have to admit the same, I'm not hungry." you returned the same fake smile, placing a leg over the other and accidentally hitting his leg under the table.

"Really?" he acted surprised, a chuckle leaving his lips.

That's what he wanted to see, a fake smile.

"Excuse me?" someone spoke up, making your heads turn. "You two aren't dating, right?"

"Dating..?" you blinked in surprise, eyes slowly glancing to your partner, "No, we aren't dating. Just friends."

"Ah..!" the girl's eyes lit up at that and got her phone out. "Then, can I get your number?"

"O-Oh!" you stuttered, about to close your eyes because she was as blinding as light. "Actually—"

"She is currently seeing someone though." the male stood up from his chair and walked up to your side. "Sorry to crush your hopes."

"Really? But you aren’t the one, right?" the girl took a hesitant step back.

"Nah..." he smiled, suddenly pulling you up from your seat. His arms finding itself behind your back and under your knees, carrying you bridal-style.

"Let me down!" you cried out. "This is kidnapping..!"

"Dove, we're in public." he whispered as he sighed out.

"Help..!" you looked over his shoulder, back to the gorgeous girl who was left confused. "My number is 7xx—"

"Pshhhh."

ARE YOU A COUPLE NOW OR?

ITOSHI SAE.

　SEEING your friend surrounded by fans and also fangirls, wasn't the most pleasant sights for you. Of course, you have seen worse than this but you still can't help but feel a little jealous when they get so much more attention. (He doesn’t even look at them)

But again, Sae and you are well — it's very complicated between you actually. You two are definitely more than friends but also less than lovers. Others may call it a situation ship. Yet, is it one though?

Yes, actually yeah. You can't deny it yourself.

The feeling of warmth and joy always blooms in your stomach whenever you get even the smallest amount of his attention. You also can’t deny that you have feelings for him. Nevertheless, you aren't sure if he feels the same for you though!

At the end you aren't sure or confident that something will spark between you two if you did confess. On the other hand, your pride doesn't let you confess — because well. Your parents taught you it should be the other way around. Yeah…

Risky high heels, black stockings.

"Sae, I wondered where you were. I was waiting for your message like some kind of idiot.”

You won't be able to take your eyes off me.

People were staring at you, boys and girls. You walked past all of them, each step taken with confidence as if you were walking down the red carpet. The girl in all her glory, a shine almost incomparable to others.

When I wear a miniskirt. And walk down the street, everyone looks at me.

Most importantly Itoshi Sae was staring at you. Though, his expression blank and his teal eyes blinking a few times. His face was unchanged, just his usual stoic facial expression. You may say that he was unfazed by your outfit.

But why are you the only one who doesn't know?

"[name], sorry for making you wait." he apologised briefly, sounding so dry while doing so.

"Look at you, enjoying all the attention." you whispered. Almost — almost about to huff loudly in annoyance and maybe even desperation. "Let's go."

"Sure." he didn't even look back to the group of fans, turning his back to them to walk beside you.

"Holy— Don't tell me that's his fucking girlfriend..?"

"I failed as a girl. I didn't know he had a girlfriend!?"

"Why simp for him, when we just can worship her lol?"

"Back the fuck off..."

"Get in." he opened the door to his car for you like the gentleman he is.

"Thanks..." you muttered out and sat down on the passenger seat as you cursed yourself inwardly and wanted to rip your hair out. Did you seriously thought he would care an ounce for your stupid outfit? Well now you know.

"Here." as soon as he closed the door on his side, he threw his jacket over your lap, not minding enough to even glance into your direction. "Isn't it cold?"

It's summer.

"No." it's literally so hot, you stiffly answered and were about to give him back his jacket.

"Take it." he demanded, starting the car.

"But—"

"Take it." the audacity to interrupt you.

You knitted your eyebrows in annoyance and adjusted it on your lap before opening the window to let fresh air in. But Itoshi fucking Sae had different plans again.

"H-Hey!" you let out, immediately turning your head to him.

"Don't want anyone to see me." he answered, closing the tinted car window on your side again.

Oh you were about to jump this mother—

But if you only knew how hard he was fighting the urge to just slam his head against the wheel.

NO ONE SHOULD SEE YOU BUT HIM.

KAISER MICHAEL.

　JUST like Michael Kaiser, you too are confident with yourself. Your ego may not reach his, but you two know how headstrong you can be — how stubborn you can be.

That's also the reason why you two often struggle to communicate properly, not owning the right pride to speak up after a fight. Why should you try to solve everything when he made the mistake?

And if you two want the same thing? Oh boy, you are fighting over it like siblings would. In your weird relationship, you two act like friends, fight like siblings and love like a (strange) couple.

Honestly speaking, you can't believe you two have been together for over a year. Like with each month, it comes with each problem which ends in complete silence. And you decided to not talk about it unless the other starts.

How do you still communicate without a word?

"Alexis, tell this..." you stopped yourself from cursing, "this man to get over his ego and apologise.”

"Alright..." the poor poor boy answered as he walked out of your room to enter Kaiser's.

Mind you, you two live in the same house and share the same bedroom. But whenever there is a problem, he sleeps in the guest bedroom — the guest bedroom that is two doors away.

"He didn't answer and ushered me to go away." alexis came back and tried to put on a smile.

You only ignore me, I don't know where I'll bounce off to.

"Ah... Thanks." you answered, eventually turning to your friend with a frown. Maybe a sulk?

That's the downside for Alexis Ness when he's friends with both of you. Yes, he may be more loyal to Michael but at the end, he doesn't want you two to break up because that's the happiest Michael has ever been.

You don't know it and surely, Michael doesn’t realise it. But Alexis can swear on his whole life that without you, Michael would be not him and all of his struggles return to the starting point again. (The fake ego and all).

"Is there another message you want me to bring over?" Alexis questioned curiously, watching how you painted your nails.

I make time to get my nails done,

"No..." you breathed out and tried to perfect your skills, "sit down next to me."

"Yes, ma'am." he walked towards you, sitting on the edge of the bed next to your desk.

"I can't believe he's being such an asshole." you let out frustrated and put your finger tips into ice-cold water to fasten the drying process.

"Yeah..." Alexis was about to sigh out yet he held himself back. "How about... you put an end to this and speak up first...?"

"Alexis." you warned, immediately turning your head to glare at him.

"Alright." he sealed his lips again and kept you silent company.

"Whatever…” you rolled your eyes as soon as the nail polish dried. "Today, I'm trying out a new hairstyle."

"Oh? Which one?"

"You'll see." you send him a quick smile before getting your brush.

and change my hair.

It took a while for your hair — trying to brush out all knots and style it like the perfectionist you are. It took real long actually, so long that Alexis was about to fall asleep. But you just had to perfect your hairstyle. Despite the hellish pain.

How does the saying go? Whoever wants to be beautiful, must suffer.

"Get out." you ushered the boy to leave for privacy, pushing him out of the room.

"Of course..." he muttered and closed the door behind him.

I wear new shoes and wear a miniskirt but you don't notice.

"How do I look?" the door opened again, revealing a pretty woman with a confident grin.

"Good. Too good." he blinked in awe, taking in the sight of you. "Where are you going?"

"Out to meet a friend." you answered, walking down the stairs with a bag dangling off your shoulder. "A male friend!"

Extra loud for your supposed boyfriend.

Why are you so indifferent?

But there was no answer, just silence and Alexis' comforting smile. "Have fun." he wished you as you put on high heels. "Should I accompany you there?"

"No need. I can take care of myself!" to be honest, Alexis was fearing that you'd get drown by people, who asking for your number. With those looks? Looks that didn't come from earth? He’s sure you’ll get kidnapped at this point.

Before other wolves snatch me away,

"Okay, take care of that baby." you smiled at Alexis, taking your keys and opening the door.

Pay attention boy.

Yet it quickly got slammed shut with a loud thud, leaving you and Alexis startled. You flinched slightly as Michael grasped your wrist and pulled you closer — so you would face him properly.

"Where do you think you're going with this outfit?" he was close, almost too close.

"C-Café?" you stuttered in surprise, blinking.

"With me?” he chuckled slowly, “yeah no. Cancel those plans, idiot." he rolled his eyes and roughly grabbed the back of your neck — lip's colliding hard as if two worlds met.

"Oh well..." Alexis didn't hesitate to leave the house, giving you some privacy.

THERE WAS NO NEED FOR WORDS WHEN HE ACTED.

ITOSHI RIN.

　AS much as you love Itoshi Rin, who was literally your boyfriend, there are moments where you seriously want to strangle him the life out of him and give him a part of your senses.

It's not his fault. It's just — It’s his first relationship (clearly) and you're here to guide him. Remind yourself, no one is perfect at the first try even if it's the crazy soccer prodigy of blue lock.

You aren't too sure what happened in that prison called blue lock, but it can't be that his phone got taken away during those weeks. You doubt it. You called him hundreds of times and messaged him thousands of times (with no reply though).

Did he forget you? Or was this all an excuse so he can get away from you? Maybe you were being too pushy with him, maybe you forced your feelings onto him. Maybe, maybe...

Nevertheless, you taught him to communicate with you properly if he had a problem. Because in a relationship, communication is the main key and nothing else.

I'm getting more and more tired.

You stared at your own message — which said that he should meet you at that one spot. The one spot where you decided to intertwine your fates and seal them together.

"There he goes! Oliver Aiku blocking the way for Blue lock's ten!" the reporter screamed into the mic.

Yes, you were watching the U-20 match you missed yesterday — you weren’t aware of the existence of that match until a friend told you. A friend, not Rin.

"Blue lock's ten? He has a name..!" you huffed in annoyance and leaned against the cold stone. "His name is I - to - shi Rin!"

"Will he shoot!? Will he!? It seems like his dominant foot is his right one! He cannot shoot yet!" the man speculated.

"Of course he will." you puffed out your cheeks, gripping your phone tightly.

"And!? And— HE SHOT THE BALL! WE'RE FORTY MINUTES INTO THE FIRST HALF AND WITH THIS GOAL FROM ITOSHI RIN..!" the dude screamed, excited himself as he continued, "THE BLUE LOCK ELEVEN ARE IN THE LEAD 2-1!"

The crowd cheered loudly as your boyfriend raised his fist, celebrating his goal on his own. A bright smile painted your features as you watched the screen excited. “Of course he’d scored..!" you whispered under your breath.

He looks happy. Very happy. And to be frank, you've never seen him happier, not even in your relationship. But what do you expect? It's been a few months since you got together. You can't expect too much yet.

"Pardon me, miss." you flinched as soon as someone spoke up.

"...Yes?" you held your phone close to your racing heart.

"Is this yours?" the boy questioned, raising a handkerchief from the floor.

"Oh yes..!" you nodded and closed your phone, recognising the personal handkerchief you made for Rin. "Thank you, I didn't notice that it fell out of my coat."

With gratitude you bowed slightly and took the gift back, pocketing it in your beige trench coat which covered your whole body. If your mom didn't force you to take it, you probably would've died or killed yourself. It depends.

First of all, it was super cold. And second of all, your outfit was a bit too daring. But you prettied yourself up for your boyfriend, so you couldn't help yourself! On the other hand, you expected too much. He probably didn't even read the message.

"—Just a few moments ago, I heard the U-20 match." the male continued.

"O-Oh..! Yes." you stuttered, which was clearly out of surprise. You seriously expected him to make his merry way back to wherever he came from.

"You watch soccer?" the guy asked curiously, leaning on the stone next to you — luckily, not too close.

"Mhm, but I'm not the biggest fan of soccer." you sweat dropped, about to move away from the guy.

He was really kind. It was just kind of obvious that he wanted something from you. But because you have a boyfriend, you have to reject him respectfully.

"Ah! I'm Uzui Arata by the way. Nice to meet you..?" he introduced himself, and that'd be the point where you reject him.

"Nice to meet you but—"

"I'm her boyfriend." someone interrupted you, your heads turning to the male.

"Ah, Rin!" you blinked in surprise.

"Oh my god!? Aren't you Blue lock's ten!?" the male beside you already forgot about you and jumped up with glimmering eyes.

"Yeah, and?" your boyfriend stared at the stranger.

"I'm a big fan after that match! Your name is Itoshi Rin, right!? Can I get your autograph?"

"Would that make you go away?"

"Of course, yes!"

From nowhere, the male pulled put a pen and a piece of a paper for Rin to sign. "Thank you so much..!" he thanked him enthusiastically before taking out his phone, "is it possible if I get a picture too?"

"No." Rin rejected him briefly.

Even your eyes that look at me, why is it so cold?

"He means yes." you nudged his arm as you corrected him, ignoring how his eyes coldly was digging into your soul.

I don't know.

You send him a smile despite the glare, trying to cheer him and yourself up with the smile. "I can make the picture." you offered, accepting the phone as you stepped back to take the desired photo.

But it'll change now.

"Three... Two... One. Say cheese!" you clicked the button multiple times.

"Oh my— Thank you so so so much!" the fan bowed slightly, taking back the phone and making his merry way back to home, probably showing off the signature and the picture.

I'm a confident girl,

"Hey." you started off slowly, the smile faltering slightly as you faced him. You were nervous. Nervous as hell that he wants to break up with you or anything. Your cheeks heated up.

Was it from embarrassment?

"[name]." he replied and met your gaze as his own eyes were inspecting your pretty features. "Isn't it hot?"

"No..." you trailed off and tried to ignore the sweat forming on your forehead. Oh boy, weren't you nervous?

"You sure?" he questioned, a hint of concern behind his layered cool and collected voice.

But why are you making me struggle?

"You're here." you changed the topic quickly, letting your head sink to the ground to hide your face.

"You called." and then, he got his phone out and showed you the multiple messages you left him, "and you said you'd pretty yourself up for me."

"Did I haha..?" you laughed awkwardly and faced him again to read his reply.

"Show me." he demanded.

"No..! It's too embarrassing. I didn't expect you to actually come." you refused, holding your arms close to your body.

"Please..?" he added.

Was that ass using his charms against you? The charms you taught him to use? Oh wow.

"No way..."

"Please."

"Ugh!" you heated up again and slowly removed your hands off the trench coat.

Just do it quick and easy.

As soon as it got opened, it revealed your outfit. Miniskirt, black stockings and a blouse. But that also the moment when he held onto your hands — forcing you halt during your movements.

"What's wrong?" your arms fell to the side as you watched him close your trench coat again.

"Nothing."

"Oh… Are you being shy?" you questioned, curiously staring at his face.

"Shut up, no I’m not. Just don't open the coat again." he demanded you and closed every single button. Not here, he wanted to add.

"Rin..." you blinked, your lips curling into a sly smile, "you're super shy! Don't act all nonchalant now! Give me a kiss! Or hug!"

Well this was a confidence boost.

"Back away."

"Should I really?" you let out a chuckle as his arms wrapped around you and returned the hug. “I’m her boyfriend huh?”

“Is there a problem?”

“No.” you kissed his cheek, “but whenever something like this happens, they usually say »she is my girlfriend«.”

“Ah is there difference?” he asked innocently.

“Yeah. But I’ll teach you later.”

FROM NOW ON, YOU ARE HIS MATCH CELEBRATION.

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[kumasakka]

KEEP IT FOR HIMSELF.

bunny iglesias drabble , 0.64k wc , fluff .

　BUNNY and you were definitely not a good couple, he honestly thought — one was smiling all the time with no glint of happiness while the other one was smiling with the world’s joy in their face.

Just like everyone else, you too had your breaking points. And you two realised it as soon as you got surrounded by several fangirls, who were screeching or about to cry even.

“A-Ah…” you trailed off, a drop of sweat gliding down your cheek while the fans occupied left and right.

He left for a goddamn second and now you’re already getting busy with his fans?

“Where is he? If you’re here, it means he’s here too!”

“Isn’t Bunny Iglesias your boyfriend!?”

“You must be [name], right!?”

“Oh my god! I can’t believe that I met his girlfriend!”

For a split second, your smile faltered as you took a few steps back — the fans got even closer and louder, feeling a tick too comfortable to his liking. And boy, the icky feeling filled his stomach.

The urge to just disappear from the world when he sees people, who aren’t you, smile so enthusiastically. Their excited expressions and the eager gleam in their eyes — it’s killing him.

“C-Calm down…” you plead with a little stutter, too overwhelmed by the whole situation. “I’m here to meet a friend..! I’m not on a date with Bunny.”

“Whaaat? You’re lying, aren’t you?”

“No! You must be joking, right? He’s here. Stop gatekeeping, girl.”

“Show a picture of your friend then..!”

How could you still smile so faintly at their annoying complaints and disappointment faces?

“But it’s a matter of privacy— Ack!” you yelped in shock.

The sudden force of hands wrapped around your body, surprised the heck out of you. And getting thrown over a shoulder from nowhere? You were about to shit your pants.

Are you getting kidnapped right now from those relentless fans?

“There he is! So she was lying!”

“Quick..! He’s escaping!”

You blinked a few times in surprise as you placed your own hands against the man’s back to lift yourself. “Bunny?” you questioned, finally being able to look behind.

“Yeah?” he didn’t turn around, too focused on the way while his hands kept you safe.

“God, I thought I was done for…” you let out an exasperated sigh.

As soon as the yelling and screeching faded into a background, his fast pace came into an end. Your boyfriend was able to catch his breath again, finally letting you down from his shoulder.

“Look you’re sweating.” you pointed out the obvious.

“No shit, sherlock.” he tsked, letting you remove his cap that concealed his identity. “How can you still smile after getting harassed by them?”

“Oh, it’s nothing. I just felt like in some romantic movie.” you replied, lips curling up into a cheeky smile. “My strong, famous and sexy Bunny just saved me from his crazy fans.

“Please. Never say that again.” he mused and came to a point — he hates it. He hates how cringe this was.

“Let’s go.” you chuckled in amusement and turned your back to him.

A genuine smile painted his features.

But you just couldn’t help yourself and decided to add something again to liften the mood (for yourself). “My strong, famous, romantic and sexy boyfriend— Secretly emo, may I add.”

His smile dropped after you said that, eyes piercing your back. “What a way to ruin it…” he whispered under his breath with an exhausted sigh.

“Pfft—” you bursted into laughter and faced him again, slapping his arm while doing so.

Maybe… Just maybe, you two are a good couple.

Your smile isn’t that bad. It didn’t necessarily make him feel the same urge to die. The opposite actually — your smile was pretty, in a way that he wants to keep it for himself.

AND HE FELL FOR THAT.

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[kumasakka]

PURE LOVE MEANS YOU.

kaiser drabble , 0.42k words , fluff .

　SOMETIMES the self-proclaimed (you don't understand who gave him this silly alias) god's chosen emperor questions himself how he bagged a baddie, the baddie who was you.

A woman who thrives with passion and talent — whose acting changed the whole film industry, forcing it upside down with your newfound ability to let people feel so much more emotions.

The new movie you were working on was a big hit. The trailer displayed on every possible billboard, while social media was just filled with scenes — It hit the headlines everywhere.

Ruthless character, hated by every single person who watched the movie. Excellent actor, praised by the entire of the media. You were literally everywhere. And god was Kaiser overjoyed to see you.

May it be on his phone or in real life.

Behind the curtains though, you were the complete opposite. Cheeky and mischievous yet filled with love and beauty to the brim. Just like his bewitching mother, you resembled a graceful rose.

No no, not the blue rose which is sealed on his neck. The rose that represents deep romantic feelings full of love, affection, and respect for a woman in an unusual but beautiful way.

Your shared love symbolises the blue rose. Dreams coming true and mysterious love, symbolizing impossible miracles — in his eyes it is indeed a miracle that you somehow got together. It wasn't impossible though.

At the end — you resembled the red rose. Which stands for passion and communicative love. A rose of romance and deep feelings. Yet it can also relay desire, beauty, victory, harmony, joy, luck and pride.

Oh dear. Yes, yes you are the red rose in his eyes.

"Michael, didn't I tell you to not move?" you huffed as you complained to him, forcing his head between your hands to stay still. "I can't brush your hair properly if you continue moving your head."

"Sorry..." his voice cracked and sounded rather heavy, tickling your ears.

He just couldn't stop staring at you, following your movements while his eyes were glued to your figure dancing around his — hands tangled in his hair.

Right, his crazy and messy bed hair which happens every morning. But he's glad and thankful inwardly for his bed hair or else you wouldn't have fixed it for him every other day.

God, at some point he sounds so lovesick. Lovesick for pure love, lovesick for your love.

Truth to be told, Michael Kaiser isn't certain about the future.

One thing he's certain of though? That your love will never end up like the one his parents shared.

After all, his feelings for you are too deep to escape from.

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[kumasakka]

your take on those kinds of media was very refreshing to see, dark content has been mainstreamed and its not just people who have experienced trauma consuming this media and people should be more scared about it.

I definitely agree, most of the people should consume less dark content !!

[kumasakka]

Hey 💌 I’m Saja — a mother trying to hold onto hope through days that feel impossibly heavy.

I know you probably see a lot online, but if you could take just a moment… I’d be so grateful.

💫 A reblog of my pinned post could help our story reach someone who cares.

🌿 And if you’re in a place to give, even a small donation could bring comfort to my daughter and help us feel safe again.

@sajagz, thank you for listening.

Even gentle support creates strength.

From one heart to another — thank you 🤍

unfortunately we can’t help since we’re minors and don’t have money, but I still hope this reachers an audience. ❤️

[kumasakka]

My name is Abed.

I’m a survivor from Gaza, holding on to hope in a world that has fallen apart around me. 💔

The life I once knew — my home, my family, my sense of safety — has been shattered by war. Today, I live among the ruins, trying to find a path forward through the rubble and heartbreak. 🏚

Every moment is a battle against fear and uncertainty. What was once ordinary — a safe place to sleep, a future to dream of — now feels like a distant memory. 🕊️

I share my story not to seek pity, but to keep hope alive — to believe that even in the darkest places, kindness can still find a way. 🤍

If my story touches your heart, please consider sharing it or offering support. Every voice, every act of care, brings me one step closer to safety. ✨

Thank you for taking the time to listen. 🙏

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[kumasakka]

Hi there,

I’m reaching out with a quiet hope in my heart. These days are heavy, and my family is living through a reality filled with uncertainty—but I’m still here, doing my best to hold on and keep going.

If you have a moment, please check out my pinned post.

A simple share could help it reach someone who might be able to make a difference.

If you’re able to give, even the smallest kindness can bring light into the darkest places.

Your time, your voice, your compassion — it all matters more than you know.

With deep gratitude,

@nadinfamily

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[kumasakka]

Hello,

I hope you’re all doing well. 🌿

I need your help to share my family's story and raise awareness about our struggle. Every voice counts, and your support means the world. 🙏

💬 Please reblog my pinned post or, if you're able, consider donating just $5—it could be life-changing for those facing unimaginable hardship.

Your kindness and solidarity make a real difference. Thank you from the bottom of my heart! 🤍✨

@aboodfmly

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[kumasakka]

Hello, wonderful souls! 🤍🌍

I hope you're doing well. 🌿

Could you help me amplify my family's story and bring awareness to our struggle? 🙏🏻

💬 Please reblog my pinned post or consider donating just $5—your support could truly make a difference in saving lives amidst war and hardship.

Your kindness and voice matter more than you know. Thank you from the bottom of my heart! 🤍🌿

🕊️ @mosabsdr | Every share counts. 💫

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[kumasakka]

Tysm for the Tsuna headcanons!! I love him sm 🥹 I feel like there’s so little content of him so I eat up every crumb I can get omg

love love loveeeee <33 I’m super glad you enjoyed the little headcanons!! I’m still sorry that it wasn’t much and yet you’ve been waiting for so long 😢 love youuu ❤️❤️

[kumasakka]

Omg a KHR account and a Tsuna enjoyer at that 🥹 I was thinking maybe a scenario/headcanons (either works) of how he would be with an s/o or crush that’s equally (if not more) clumsy? I’m guilty for being accident prone 😔

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ❝ 𝐂𝐋𝐔𝐌𝐒𝐘 ! ❞

⋆.˚ 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆. tsunayoshi sawada x reader .

⋆.˚ 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘. a partner who is as clumsy as tsuna himself? sounds like a nice dream.

⋆.˚ 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓. ~0.5k words .

⋆.˚ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓. fluff. headcanons. I wanna hug him so bad. f!reader. spoiler - free ! safe for minors ! crappy writing. tsuna may seem ooc.

clumsier than Sawada Tsunayoshi himself?

at first it seemed impossible, but actually what? — you are indeed as clumsy as him or maybe even clumsier than him.

to be frank there is absolutely no one who expected this. not even Gokudera who always reassures Tsuna by saying things like "don't worry, tenth! you aren't clumsy at all. it's not that you're clumsy, you're just confused sometimes! everyone can be confused. it's normal. you're just special and better than the others." (he is not glazing at all.)

and now that Tsuna has an s/o who is even clumsier than him? "oh don't worry. there is absolutely no one who can surpass [name] in topic clumsy." Gokudera holds his thumb up.

but honestly? your relationship is super sweet and also healthy! you always try to make him sweet little things but at the end you end up failing miserably and break the handmade thing. don't worry, it makes his day better and he also chuckles before helping you stand up/clean up etc.

everyone thinks you will break up in the next months since either one will make a big mistake, leading to your breakup. but trust me, this relationship holds on longer than some lives. yes, that's how strong your bond is.

like — it adds extra trust and all to your relationship since you two have always similar experiences with the clumsiness. it just makes your bond stronger seriously.

promise, you two can talk hours and hours about your past and share all the experiences you had. Tsuna sits on the floor while you lay on his bed — the other way around. you two are literally the same but also so different, you both noticed after the talk. it's so much fun, you laugh all the time. mama Sawada's heart swells at the giggles and laughter.

even if you two have to do homework or assignments, it somehow leads to your deep talk and then Reborn has to step in, forcing you to continue your work.

remember his surprise birthday party? the one you blurted out the day before? yeah so no one is able to trust you with those matters anymore — seems like you can't keep secrets for yourself at all. but don't worry, sometimes Tsuna is glad you're that clumsy. he can pretend to be your hero if you ever trip over nothing (which happens unsurprisingly often) and then he will catch you (he hopes every time that he also won't trip).

the only inconvenient time to be clumsy is when you fight — when an enemy attacks. and worst of all is when you two are separated. he trusts your abilities to protect yourself or he counts on his friends, but still. considering he isn't there to protect you and that you are clumsy, he tries to fasten the fights so he can finish as soon as possible.

he can't lose you.

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a/n's note — SOSOSOSOSOSO SORRY THAT YOU WAITED FOR SO LONG AND THIS ALSO IS SO SHORT.

[kumasakka]

Hi! I was wondering if maybe you could cook up an aquarium date scenario with Squalo?

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ❝ 𝐀𝐐𝐔𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐔𝐌 𝐃𝐀𝐓𝐄 ! ❞

⋆.˚ 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆. squalo superbi x reader .

⋆.˚ 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘. some quick headcanon's about your second date, an aquarium date .

⋆.˚ 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓. ~1.1k words .

⋆.˚ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓. fluff. f!reader. headcanon. fish out of water trope. spoiler - free ! safe for minors ! crappy writing. squalo and lussuria may seem ooc.

to be honest, Squalo is definitely NOT open with his feelings. may it be you or may it be Xanxus, he will continue hiding his feelings until you get closer.

it's not that he hates showing his feelings but he dislikes the thought of getting hurt and being vulnerable — he is a part of the mafia, he shouldn't show his feelings that easily. not to people he isn't too close yet. his job doesn't allow him to trust anyone that easily.

but worry not, he went through a long ass talk (more like screaming) with Lussuria and Lussuria taught him everything he should know beforehand — what to do in every possible situation. what could go horribly wrong, what happens if he gets attacked  and more. he makes sure to take notes of it and tries his best to follow mama Lussuria's instructions.

yet the day came and he (nervously) waited in front of the gates of the aquarium, flowers tightly in his hands. hope that flowers didn't wither in his grip.

he's about to fall asleep. why? he fulfilled every possible mission the day before so he can take a day off. literally — missions that would take a whole day? three hours. missions where he has to travel across the world? he just forced belphegor and viper to go. that man fulfilled every possible mission so he can enjoy his date with you to the fullest. did he regret it? never.

oh there you are! you are walking to his way, a smile adorning your lips and then you stood just there, in front of him. in all your glory.

god, you looked so beautiful today. and as soon as he handed over the flowers, you began shining like the sun itself. his heart bleeds.

Squalo will try so hard to act all nonchalant while walking beside you through the aquarium, arms intertwined. and surprisingly, he is pretty quiet — only answering your questions if he needs to. he isn't screaming or doesn't yell "voi!" around, Squalo is just... Squalo.

it's just, he is super nervous to do something wrong. so he doesn't act at all, only when you call. but why blame him? it's his second date in his whole life. never ever EVER did he expect to date someone, hell he never expected to fall for someone so bad.

and because he holds you dear to his heart, he isn't able to tell you anything about his job yet. he fears that you would get scared of him and run away.

despite all those negative thoughts, Squalo tries his hardest to distract himself by sticking to you and admiring the sharks that were stuck in the tank.

the urge to free them all ALMOST overwhelms him, but no. he can't, he has to stand his ground.

don't worry this is your timing to snap some pictures without him scowling and those photos come out great. how he admires the beauty of the sea, his eyes glimmering like a little child.

I can promise you, you two will be stuck there for the whole day.

so what if you're hungry? so what if your feet hurts?

don't worry, mama Lussuria was also prepared for this. hungry? he made some dishes to go, his favourite actually. your feet still hurts? you can sit down on the bench or he will just carry you.

oh shit. there is a spy. what happens now?

he immediately noticed that someone is following you and even though his body still screams at him for being sore, he can't help but still move so he can take down the enemy.

where did he suddenly go? oh there he is! with a big shark plushie in his arms?

"I won this at some stand... and thought you would like it." best lie he ever told someone, smooth and not suspicious.

9/10 experience, minus one point since he was so quiet and you had to take over the whole yapping. still, you didn't regret anything since you tease him with those pictures till this day.

quick, little scenario:

　"HEY so... Are you actually fine with today?"

Said words left your lips, your hand neared him slowly as you hesitantly were about to approach Squalo. The male who looked as good as dead, the bags under his eyes darker than ever, emaciated like a beggar, skin so pale — you feared that he resembled a corpse. You just know he will collapse any second now and you also are ready to catch his soon-to-be corpse body.

"Why not..." he grumbled under his breath.

This was probably the quietest sound leaving his lips ever. And you were kind of concerned now. "You don't have to force yourself through this date." you clutched onto your small bag. "We can reschedule it anytime." you gifted him a smile so he wouldn't worry about you. "I'm just a little worried since you look so tired. Is it because of your job?" you could cry the moment you sensed his glare.

"It's not!" he lied, slowly getting irritated by the heat.

And to his luck you believed him, not aware of his life-taking job behind the scenes. The sound of cicadas took over the silence through their tymbal organ, the summer heat made it almost unbearable to stand on one spot. "Then, let's go..!" you trailed off, not sure what to do so you decided to just go with the nonexisting flow, quickly making your way to the entrance to the aquarium.

　At the sight of the large fish tank infront of you, let your eyes shine. "So many different types!" you didn't hesitate to walk closer. While your gaze glued to the glass that was as big as a wall, Squalo's gaze was glued to your surrounding, attentively following your every move and watching out for enemies on sight. He could never relax when you two are in public.

Wonder why he looks so tired? Because yesterday, he fulfilled every waiting task and mission for today and also made sure to not leave Varia alone without supervision, already planned their day for them to keep them busy. So they would not ruin his date with you somehow. If you only knew how much effort he put into this day with you. He will not let you cancel the plans.

"Oh..! Look!"

He gets dragged around by you.

© kumasakka — do not plagiarize , copy , modify , translate our work !

a/n's note — I'm sosososososososo sorry that it's so late and not even a one shot. i really tries but my brain wasn't able to think while writing this. i was only able to write a few words before giving up again. i'm so sorry once again anon!!

[kumasakka]

I hope you know that it's okay to write what you like regardless of what others think ❤️ you write beautifully, don't let others tell you otherwise. If they got a problem with it, you can curse and hex them 😈❤️

Seriously though, don't stop doing what you love 🏋️‍♀️

whoever you are I LOVE YOU SO MUCHHH ❤️ pls you’re so cool, don’t ever get flushed by a toilet!!! sending all the love to you <33

- XOXO ur biggest fan

[kumasakka]

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ❝ 𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐄𝐓 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐄 𝐅𝐈𝐍 ! ❞

⋆.˚ 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆. asakura shin x reader .

⋆.˚ 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘. even during the adversity between you two, you should never doubt his love for you again.

⋆.˚ 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓. ~1.2k words .

⋆.˚ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓. ardet sine fin — (n.) »burns without end« passion that endures, fueled through adversity. crack. hurt with comfort. f!reader. old married couple trope. safe for minors ! crappy writing. shin and sakamoto may seem ooc. cross-posted on wattpad.

　"STOP nagging me, woman..." the boy rolled his eyes before hissing at the stinging pain.

"Call me what?" you added extra pressure against his open wound, the piece of cotton getting tainted by his blood.

It didn't stop there — with 'it' you mean the little fighting and scolding. Oh damn, you sounded like an old hang just like Shin said. Sakamoto was also forced to listen to the bantering at the other end of the room. Yeah well until, he closed his eyes and began sleeping, not wanting to listen how you two were acting like some old married couple. He even requested earplugs like the old man he is.

"Can you not be a little more gentle?" Shin complained, tears welling up in the corner of his eyes, "please— Ouch! Hey!"

"You're such a baby." you narrowed your eyes as Shin squirmed under your grip.

"I'm sorry that it hurts!?"

"It wouldn't hurt in first place if you were more careful!" you wrapped the bandage around his arm, tightened it so it would suck up his blood.

"You act like an old woman, stop that." he knitted his eyebrows in annoyance as he bit his lip, watching you mishandle his delicate body hurts in his eyes. See

"So I should stop carrying about you?" you raised a brow.

"No— Yes!"

"Ugh." you took a needle into your hands, "I'm seriously going to stab you to death with this."

"Yeah sure, you do."

"Take care of your body. It's getting unhealthy."

"I will try."

"Don't try, you should do it." you glared at him.

"Sometimes it's inevitable." he shrugged his shoulders as if he didn't care an ounce about his body. "Sometimes I can't avoid getting hurt."

"Sometimes." you repeated, putting more weight into the word, "try living like a normal adult."

"Hard." he replied.

"Not impossible." you countered, "I mean Sakamoto-san still pulled it off. Man has a wife and a daughter, even owns a store.

"Wife and daughter..." he repeated, the image stuck in his head.

Maybe he will have a daughter one day. And hopefully you're the mother.

"What did you say?"

"Nothing!" he choked on his own saliva before coming back to the topic, "[name], a little reminder that it's the former legendary assassin we're talking about."

"Mmh he still is a human." you began stitching his wound.

"Of course he was able to pull it off. I can't do that from today to tomorrow."

"Try it then, silly." you sighed out.

"I'm not silly!"

"Just accept the truth."

There are days you're extremely mean to him. Like — above mean. And there are less days where you show how much you care. There are also days where you two don't interact at all.

Of course he will doubt the relationship between you and him — in his eyes, it seemed like your relationship is on the verge of its end.

A flower that is about to wither.

Yes. He does think that. But one thing he won't doubt though, are his feelings. He loves you, no doubt. Just like how Sakamoto loves Aoi and also how Aoi loves Sakamoto.

One thing he does doubt though? Your feelings. He isn't even sure if you still feel the same for him, compared to the beginning of this all.

Do you love him?

Silence. Awkward silence. Shin watched you but you didn't bother lifting your head. He assumed you were just focused on stitching up his wound. Was he too mean towards you? Should he just endure the rest of the treatment without letting out another sound? Maybe he really should keep his mouth shut. Maybe a look into your mind would explain some things?

"Shin?" your voice grabbed him out of his senses.

"Y-Yes?" he spluttered out, stuttering at that. The heck? Did he just stutter?

"I'm tired." you admitted and cut off the strings, tying it together.

Tired of the relationship?

"Of what?" his voice sounded more fearful than he intended to.

"Worrying about Sakamoto-san and most importantly you, makes me tired." you still didn't meet his gaze yet.

"Sorry..." he apologised. Yet he wasn't sure — what was his apology for?

"...You two always leave without a trace and then Aoi-san has to assure me that you two are fine." you started, "and the moment you show up again, you two look like you're on the verge of death."

"Sorry." this time, the apology sounded a lot more firm.

"I feel stupid for patching you two up." your eyes stay glued to the scissor in your hands, "maybe I should stop and let you bleed to death so I don't have to worry anymore."

"W-Wait what?!" he exclaimed.

'I hate you so much.'

He heard, dreams coming crushing down. His heart felt heavy, heavy enough to drop into a depth. A clump was stuck in his throat, he can't talk yet.

'Why can't he listen for once? Does he even care about my feelings? That stupid—'

Almost. He almost choked. Did you think the same?

'Perhaps he just doesn't care that I'm on the brink of death because of my worries. It's getting unhealthy. Maybe... Maybe I should take a pause of this. Of this relationship?'

"[name]." your name sounded weird on the tip of his tongue. The affection he held for you made it weird. When was the last time he called you this lovingly?

"What?" your reply bit him like a snake would.

He didn't continue further, his hand finding its way to yours. It felt like the typical — his hands were rough and calloused while your hands were a lot softer and had a touch of warmth. It displayed your childhood. He had a rather awful one, full of blood and coldness. Your childhood was another type of different.

"I'm sorry for worrying you to the brink of death..." he started slowly, "next time, I will make sure you know beforehand. Where I'm going and why I'm going. I'm going to try my best to not come back with wounds. But sometimes I really can't avoid getting hurt."

[e/c]-coloured eyes met black ones. You finally lifted your head, he was able to take a glimpse of your face. His expression looked firm and serious while you held uncertainty on your face.

"Forgive me if it seemed like I didn't care about your feelings." he continued.

"Stop... Or else I will regret it."

"Regret loving me?" he whispered. "I'm sorry. I never intended to make you regret."

He raised your hand to cover the back of it with gentle kisses, not caring if your hands were tainted with his blood. Because you always held his hand that was covered with the blood of others.

But at least he repents by being a better man than yesterday. He tries to repent for his sins. So perhaps he can go to heaven with you.

"I can promise you one thing though." he said against your hand.

"Promise what?" your voice was so quiet, almost breaking.

"Asakura Shin promises [lastname] [name] that one day, I will be a better man than I am today. Someone you can be proud of and someone you don't have to worry about. And then I will live a normal life as an adult with you as my wife.

"Stop being so cheesy." you huffed, hot cheeks betraying your thoughts though.

Right yes. His love for you burns without end and gets fueled even through adversity.

SHIN LOVES YOU ENDLESSLY.

© kumasakka — do not plagiarize , copy , modify , translate our work !

a/n's note — I'm sosososo sorry it only followed half of the request! AHHH I JUST WENT WITH THE FLOWWWW and smh the ending is so corny. gng I should just stop writing 🥀