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Hi omg my current uni semester is beating me up so much I'm so sorry for being inactive!! I miss writing for kn8 😭

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been into kaiju no 8 lately, specifically Narumi

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⌕ kaiju no. 8 • gen narumi.

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updated masterlist!

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#𝗞𝗮𝗶𝗷𝘂 𝗡𝗼. 𝟴

Hoshina Soshiro — Suit Anomaly: 1 | 2 | 3 (mini series - completed) — Dating Headcanons ft. Doctor!Reader — Ruined Flowers, Beautiful Flowers. — (NEW!) After All Is Said and Done. — (NEW!) Heart In Your Hands. Narumi Gen — Brains to Brawn: 1 | 2 | 3 (ongoing series) — Take you with me. — Food Impact! — (NEW!) Water Predicament. (NSFW)

#𝗪𝗶𝗻𝗱 𝗕𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗸𝗲𝗿

Coming Soon.

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hey axia ｡⁠◕⁠‿⁠◕⁠｡

enjoy the start of your semester, before uni gets crazy!! I loved your previous works, so I'll just slip into your inbox while the requests are open:3

What do you think would make Hoshina blush, or like, properly flustered?!

(be it headcanon, scenario, or whatever else you feel like, if anything:))

have a great day 🔆

Heart in Your Hands

hoshina soshiro x reader — fluff, comfort, they're both deeply in love, (god me when), short and sweet, established relationship

Author's Reply: Hi, thank you anon! I hope this work caters well to your request; finally got the time to work on something (which hopefully helps with my writer's block)

Reblogs and likes are appreciated! Please view my pinned and masterlist too (⁠◡⁠ ⁠ω⁠ ⁠◡⁠)

Trying to get Soshiro to blush is definitely rarer than a blue moon. Trust me, even his own platoon of talented rookies tried catching him off-guard — it's just near impossible!

Keyword: Near impossible. That's where you enter the picture.

As a Platoon Leader, you do your best to be a figure of inspiration to your officers, thus keeping up your facade of a strict mentor; but honestly—you’re not fooling anyone, you're totally a softie! Despite your personal ‘no-distractions-during-work’ policy, obvious signs of your feelings for the Vice Captain naturally slip out occasionally. Still, you refuse to get your relationship in the way of your work.

Behind closed doors lie the reserved intimacy and affection you held for him. He won't ever admit it, but he sometimes pushes himself too hard, hard enough to have scars and calluses all over his hands from his intense training, and you can only imagine how tight and desperate his grip is on his personalized close combat weapon.

He’s always desperate to prove his worth, desperate to keep the only thing that gives meaning to his existence, and you know that your words are not enough to quell the distress behind each swing and slash of his blades.

That's why you do what you know will calm him best—love him just as fierce as he swings those blades of his.

You caught him training again one night, exhaustion evident on his form. The adrenaline coursing through his body has yet to be quenched, and you know you have to do your magic to get him to rest.

“Soshiro. You're here again. One more night of this and you’ll really strain your body.” you softly said, concern evident in your voice.

He stopped midway his slash, breath heaving as he turned to face you. “Can't rest easy when the rookie officers are a whole ‘nother level, dear. If I don't do this, I doubt I’ll be able to get even the slightest hit on No. 9.”

Sighing, you made your way to him. “Put your weapon down for a while, please? Let me at least do something for you.”

Doing as you asked, he kept them somewhere safe and curiously stood in front of you again. He gave you an inquisitive look, patiently waiting for what you're planning to do.

You took his hands and caressed them, slowly feeling the roughness and evidence of all the nights he's spent bruising himself up just to get even stronger. You move his hands so that his palms are facing you, his eyes widening at your next move.

He felt a soft, careful kiss touch each of his palms, followed by a kiss to each of his fingertips.

He thinks his ears are on fire with how hot it's burning.

“W-what are ya doing, dear? I haven't cleaned my hands up!”

You entwined your hands with his before he could even pull them away, thinking that he didn't like what you just did. “I’m sorry, did I make you uncomf— Oh.”

Oh, indeed. The sight that greeted you when you turned your face up to see him is… remarkable. You can't believe the Third Division’s Vice Captain would be blushing over his significant other tenderly kissing his rough, tired hands.

“Ya didn't have to do that… I know you love me plenty! And please stop gripping on my hands harder, ya aren't letting me turn away!”

You snort. “Of course I won't let you. This is a rare sight. Still, I didn't know something like that could get you severely flustered.” you said, a hint of pride in your tone.

“Told ya I haven't cleaned ‘em up. I was holdin’ those nasty blades moments ago.”

“Ah, excuses. Just say you liked the kisses more than you expected. I’ll let you off this one time and say it's just out of exhaustion.” you giggled.

Your expression turned soft and serious again, now hugging him. His arms wrapped around you, a tired sigh coming from him. “You do so much for me, ya know that? I thought I was gonna explode earlier. Don't know what I did to deserve ya.”

“Mhm, ‘Shiro. You have no idea how at a loss I am sometimes to do something for you. I want to shoulder at least a piece of your burden, want you to share your pain with me without worrying about whether I can take it. Because I will, just for you. I’ll hold your hand whatever happens and stand side by side with you. All I ask is that you take care of yourself.”

He let out a soft laugh of relief. “I should be sayin’ these things to you. I hope ya know how amazing you are to me.”

You both pulled away from the hug, him taking a hand of yours in his. “Let's get some rest. Don't wanna worry my princess over here.”

Smiling in content, you nod your head at him. “Thank you, Soshiro.”

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It's fanfiction it doesn't have to be perfect it doesn't have to be accurate this is a hobby you're doing this for fun it's okay if it isn't perfect and polished you're doing it for fun [talking to myself in the mirror]

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Oh wow. Captain Narumi really has a snatched waist lol

He looks so fine here, gives me another reason why I should re-read the manga and compile their appearances. This image singlehandedly gave me the fuel to continue writing (⁠ ⁠ꈍ⁠ᴗ⁠ꈍ⁠)

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for the meantime please enjoy my previous works, uni really is draining so much of my brain juice to work on anything 😭😭 ill reblog an updated masterlist soon <3

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Nobody got you the way I do Whatever demons you're fightin' through

Kaijuu no. 8 | ED 1 OneRepublic - Nobody

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good luck with uni!! (ﾉ´ヮ´)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧

thank you so much ✧⁠◝⁠(⁠⁰⁠▿⁠⁰⁠)⁠◜⁠✧ ((also hi im taking this opportunity to say i love your works so much 😭))

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hi friends! university semester starts again tomorrow so i might be less active 💔 worry not, i'll gradually work on requests and fic updates during my available time!

feel free to send me a message anytime if u wanna chat 🌷

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a cat and a loser in one body, totally the perfect formula for me

Awful man (affectionate)

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hibino & ichikawa being a chaotic duo ( ˙▿˙ )

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He's a little funny

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yall need to read side B it really shows more of Soshiro's personality 😭😭

Kikoru POV: Your Vice Captain is a lil stinker.

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After All Is Said and Done.

hoshina soshiro x reader — semi hurt/comfort, fluff towards the end, short and sweet! not proofread.

Author's Note: I promise I'm not ignoring requests on my inbox right now 😭 I'll get to it once I'm done with the lineup I originally put on my upcoming works (check link in pinned!)

Links: Masterlist (check my writing tag in case my masterlist isn't up to date) | Navigation

It was an unusually peaceful day for Soshiro. Scratch that—it’s unusually peaceful for everyone.

But Soshiro’s peace is quite odd. It felt like a part of him was missing.

That's why, upon entering your room, the overwhelmingly mixed atmosphere of grief, calmness, and confusion didn't surprise him a bit. No lamps lit, no paperworks on the desk. If it weren't for the soft sobs coming from you underneath the warm comforter, he would've thought that the place is unoccupied.

You weren't the only person who shed tears after that event. Almost everyone did. But your tears differ from theirs.

A few days ago, the long awaited final wave of Kaiju emerged. It was completely unexplainable, but somehow, everyone knew that it was the last time they’ll ever fight these monsters. The last time humans will ever face the centuries of torment they bring. The last you’ll march into battle with the uncertainty of making out alive. The last… he'll ever need this suit.

The victory felt unreal. It took a moment of silence before officers hugged and cheered, tears of relief flowing out their eyes. Soshiro was fighting beside you, and as he turned his head to check on you, his eyes widened.

You were already looking at him before he was, your expression pained and sad, quite the opposite from the entire Defense Force.

He didn't know why then, but he certainly does now.

After the Defense Force got occupied with paperworks right after the final battle, for once, it felt like the place was an ordinary office. But Soshiro and you had an entirely different matter to attend to. One that you dread facing.

For the first time, he heard you asked if you can skip out on work. He didn't agree, despite how painful it was for you. ‘You’ll regret it even more if you skip this. Lend a hand. Treat this as your last order from your Vice Captain.’ he said.

He had a hunch why you didn't want to assist in overseeing this. You were always someone who had the kindest and softest heart, even if they were to wrong you.

‘Don’t come too close to your comrades. You’ll never know what happens to them.’

This was the one advice he won't ever forget to impart to his officers. And you were no exception to it. You let your hearts get swayed by each other, and you swore that will ever be the last. The both of you were content that you had each other, confident in surviving because you're both strong and capable of exceeding expectations in battle.

That is, until Soshiro had to don a suit with fully retained consciousness. It was like another being is literally glued to him. It was only Soshiro and you—until it became Soshiro, you, and No. 10.

He saw you fuming for the very first time when you saw his state after the No. 10’s raid of the Tachikawa Base. So enraged to the point where your unleashed combat power leaped by a tremendous amount, dealing with several hordes of Kaiju on your own. You swore to one day kill No. 10, when all is said and done and it can be disposed of.

But a change of heart isn't impossible, not when No. 10 was so willing to protect Soshiro and rekindle his desire to live on and fight, even if it was simply to satiate his battle-hungry nature. You cared too much and let yourself get attached. It was your only mistake in this line of work.

Right now, wearing these suits and swaying these weapons don't matter anymore. It will be stored for archiving and historical purposes, nothing less, nothing more. If negotiations are successful, each Divisional Base will be turned into an exhibition display for the public to see. According to Izumo Tech., the only important factor is to ensure that the suits keep their form intact.

And as a safety precaution… Soshiro's unique personal suit must have its consciousness shut down. In other words, its inevitable death has come.

It wasn't like Soshiro didn't know how you felt. If only he was gonna be completely honest, he’d admit that it felt a tad bit lonely that his Kaiju companion wouldn't be there to nag at him and drag him around as if it was a child constantly on a tantrum.

The Kaiju roared when the both of you came to see it off, boasting that “It lead a satisfying life, one that a warrior like him could be proud of.” and threatened Soshiro to haunt him should he let his swordsmanship get rusty.

Soshiro thought you won't say anything then. Your gaze was casted downcast, hair attempting to cover your face. But he heard you mumble to yourself. A small and sorrowful “thank you”.

You’ve been cooped up in your room ever since then, not wanting to know the details of how Izumo Tech went with it. You felt your bed dip, your sobs only growing louder upon sensing Soshiro's presence.

He sighed, not exactly knowing how to comfort you in this situation. You’ve never cried over your other comrades before, why cry over a Kaiju now?

“...Do ya need anything?” he cautiously asked.

“Not really… *sniff* Just wanna cry *hic* some more.” you said, sobbing in between.

“Not even my hug?”

“I’ll just cry harder.”

Fair point.

He knows that you know they won't bring back the Kaiju's consciousness. That was the very reason you’re all in the Defense Force, after all—to subjugate all Kaiju. This wasn't any different. Had Soshiro and Captain Ashiro killed it back in the Tachikawa training grounds, you wouldn't have cared about it.

Then an idea popped into Soshiro's mind.

“Wanna get a dog?”

Your sobbing abruptly halted, though your little hiccups can still be heard. Slowly, your head peeked out of your thick comforter, just enough for you to see Soshiro. Wow, your eyes are so red from crying. He almost thought you became Captain Narumi for a sec.

“That's so random. Why ask? Have you been wanting one all this time?”

Not that he wants one, he's had enough taking care of rowdy officers here and there. But if it's for your sake… “No. Just thought ya might need it, dear.”

You stared at him for a couple of minutes, and him back at you. He watched as your expression morphed from a look of confusion, into thoughtfulness, and then finally, satisfaction.

“Okay. Under two conditions.”

“Hear, hear.”

“It must be rowdy, disobedient, hella cute, and I get to name it.”

He scratched his head. Have you lost your mind?

“Sweetie, that's four conditions. And are you sure about this?” He doesn't know why he's asking when he had the exact same idea when he proposed this to you. Maybe he was anxious for the chaos that’ll take place.

“Mhm! It doesn't get to talk, but that will do.” you said, slightly feeling better now. “Let's get one someday!”

A few days later, you find Soshiro sprawled out in the middle of his room, things uncharacteristically scattered all over the place. On his stomach sits a tiny puppy, who seems to be misbehaving when Soshiro was trying to catch him for his bath time prior to your arrival.

“This guy's hella naughty around me! He won't listen! And now he's actin’ all cute because you're here! How's that fair?” Soshiro sulked.

You kneeled down next to them, taking the puppy in your hands, tail wagging out of excitement. “Aw, don't be naughty to Soshiro, okay? You’ll get along with him won't you, Jū?” you said.

Jū — the name you gave the puppy. Soshiro wasn't the least bit surprised. He remembers the pet shop owner having the shock of her life though, when you specifically asked for a "mischievous, chaotic, cute puppy, the one capable of destroying things inside a room". His room, specifically.

The puppy released a tiny bark, as if promising you exactly what you said. You let the puppy down back on the floor and stood up to make your way to Soshiro's bathroom to wash the puppy.

Jū followed you, hearing Soshiro let out a tiny “Oof!” sound once you turn your back on them, and you can only guess that the puppy purposely jumped on his stomach upon following you just to torment him.

Once Soshiro sees you enter the bathroom, he let out another groan, arms sprawled out on the floor again.

“Goodness… I don't even know if these Kaiju have souls, but if they do, this puppy definitely is a reincarnation of that.”

Well, he has a lot of cleaning to do later and the following days to come.