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⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪MY FIRST (GENUINE) LOVE

pairing: Otoya Eita x [FEM!] Reader

genre: fluff, oneshot/drabble, partial chat/text fic, crack/comedy (?), mild Otoya character study, school/no bluelock au

synopsis: Otoya and your's date went well, a little too well. 'Cuz now all he can think about is you, your laugh, your smile, your voice, it's driving him crazy. Which results in him patiently awaiting to any and all of your texts. (Or, in which a certain playboy finally falls in love for real)

CW: brief/mild language, implied suggestive content, ooc Otoya (?)

The second Otoya arrived home, he made a bee line directly towards his room, and threw himself onto his bed, the soft mattress enveloping him in it's plush comfort.

Normally whenever Otoya did this, it meant that he went on a less than good date an hour prior that left him exhausted. Usually the girl would've been too clingy, or tried to move too fast, and he usually didn't mind it, but some women just didn't know when enough was enough.

But neither of the reasons were the cause of his need to lie down. The date wasn't bad, it went super well actually. If anything, it went too well.

Earlier, he was on a date with you. The two of you met via Karasu, Otoya noticed that you were waiting for the latter after one of their games, and he had absentmindedly called you cute, not expecting anything to come out of it since his subconscious had already assumed that you and Karasu were an item.

Otoya had already braced himself for some kind of response along the lines of "Yeah she is" or the worse (and more likely) response of "Buzz off, she's taken". What Otoya didn't expect however, was Karasu's nonchalant offer of;

"Why don't I set the two of ya' up?"

And who was he to turn him down? A date with a cute girl where he didn't have to go through hell and back for a quick one-night-stand?

Fuck yeah, you should set us up.

You seemed nice enough from your initial meeting, you had a cute smile, nice voice, and you managed to be impressive enough for Karasu's standards, something that none of his previous flings achieved.

But what stood out the most to him was how genuine you were.

Most of the time when he went out with girls, they were only there for a quick hook up, or on the opposite end of the spectrum, were the completely clueless girls, the kind that legitimately thought that he would stick around in the long run, only to be disappointed by his inevitable infidelity, which usually resulted in a bunch of tears, and a slap, both of which that Otoya would always be on the receiving end of.

You on the other hand, were neither of these types of troublesome women. You clearly weren't using him for a quick night of pleasure, but you weren't in the dark about his previous antics either.

If anything, you knew a little too much about his previous sexual escapades. Probably because of Karasu's big mouth, or maybe he wanted to make sure Eita still had to put effort into his potential relationship with you.

The two of you went out to some semi-fancy restaurant for dinner together. You and Eita had made some small talk, the conversation ventured into deeper, more in depth topics occasionally (not that Otoya minded, but he'd digress), but you seemed to have fun, even though it was pretty surface level.

The date had ended on a nice note, Otoya had called you beautiful, not pretty, or cute, or sexy (or the other usual less than two syllable words he usually dropped on most of his throwaways), he had actually made a point to say it because he really did mean it.

He didn't know why you had left such a good impression on him, why you clearly meant more than some mere plaything that he would've discarded the following morning. Nor does he know why the thought of bringing another girl into his bed other than you makes his heart feel heavy and makes him feel nauseous.

He rolled over in his bed so he was facing the ceiling instead of of having his head stuffed into his plush pillows.

Why was he like this?

Why did you make him feel like this?

He lifted up one of the pillows by his side and brought it to his chest, maybe the soft stuffing would muffle the sound of his racing heartbeat.

Suddenly, his once silent phone buzzes with a notification. He takes a quick break from his sudden crisis of feelings, and quickly snatched his device from his nightstand. It was a message from an unknown number

[UNKNOWN]-(sent 10:52 pm)

hi! otoya right? This is (l/n) btw, karasu just gave me ur number

Eita's eyes widened, part of him felt a pang of jealousy.

So you and Karasu must be pretty close if you were texting him that late to get his number.

Wait, why did he care? His other girlfriends had guy friends before, and it never made him feel jealous like how you and Karasu's relationship did.

God, what's the matter with me?

Before he wasted too much time, he turned his phone back on, to respond to you, while making sure to change your contact name before he forgot.

[L/N <3]-(sent 10:54 pm)

otoya? you there? istg if karasu gave me the wrong number-

[You]-(sent 10:55 pm)

dw karasu wouldn't lie abt smth like that

[L/N <3]-(sent 10:57 pm)

dang, that reply was faster than I thought it would be, ig ur not as much as a red flag as I pegged you as

[You]-(sent 10:59 pm)

stfu, what did karasu say abt me?

[L/N <3]-(sent 11:00 pm)

nothin' I just figured you out on my own, i'm just smart like that >:3

[L/N <3]-(sent 11:01 pm)

'k i'm partially kidding, he warned me a bit abt you, but you're pretty good company, for an f boy at least

[You]-(sent 11:03 pm)

for an f boy? i'm hurt

[L/N <3]-(11:04 pm)

lol jk, I actually had a lot of fun tonight, we should do it again!

[L/N <3]-(sent 11:05 pm)

srry I gtg, ttyl?

Otoya's heart sinks at the realization that your short, yet sweet, conversation had already come to an end. He was already missing the comfort of your words, not they he would ever admit how much your little messages made his heart flutter.

[You]-(sent 11:07 pm)

yeah, gn

[L/N]-(sent 11:08 pm)

wow, dry much? gn, sweet dreams!

He mentally berates himself for his dry response, but a few seconds after, he starts grinning like some lovesick school girl.

Is this how some of his past flings felt about him?

No, he wanted you to be way more than a fling, maybe this would be the first time he tried, the first time he actually wanted to get serious about a girl, about a relationship.

Maybe this would be the first time that this would end with a ring around his finger rather than a slap on his face.

He hears his phone buzz again, he lunges towards it, hoping that it was another text from you.

[crow bastard]-(sent 11:19 pm)

i'm assuming the date went well since l/n hasn't told me that ur such a jerk yet

[crow bastard]-(sent 11:20 pm)

jk (kinda) i'm glad that you might finally have a shot at a real relationship

[You]-(sent 11:22 pm)

stfu you stupid crow

[crow bastard]-(sent 11:23 pm)

ilyt eita :3

[crow bastard]-(sent 11:27 pm)

cmon, no thanks for setting you up with your future wife?

[crow bastard]-(sent 11:28 pm)

i expect to be your best man at the wedding

[You]-(sent 11:30 pm)

nah i'll give it to yuki if you kept pestering me abt this

[crow bastard]-(sent 11:31 pm)

THAT'S NOT A NO TO THE WEDDING THO

[crow bastard]-(sent 11:33 pm)

GOTTEM

[crow bastard]-(sent 11:34 pm)

SO YOU DO LIKE HER

[You]-(sent 11:35 pm)

maybe I do, maybe I don't

Eita briefly set his phone down, thanking the gods that Karasu couldn't see his bright red face.

He definitely did...

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THE FACT THAT THIS POST HAS LESS THAN 10 NOTES IS A CRIME AGAINST HUMANITY

veil

white day au

pairing: yoisaki kanade x asahina mafuyu

warnings: no established relationships, vomiting (last section), maybe ooc mafuyu in the last section??

synopsis: a collection of interactions kanade and mafuyu have, some with each other, some about each other.

world building/lore: niigo meeting usually happen over tea, in this story, kanade is the acting duchess of her own house (since her mother is.. yk, and her dad is out of commission) mafuyu is a prized warrior, one of the most ruthless knights on the battlefield

a/n: i freaking love kanamafu so much. like.. you don't even know

divider: benkeibear

tea;

kanade took the porcelain teapot and poured two cups of hibiscus tea, one white with light blue accents and the other seemingly opposite, black with gold accents while mafuyu was sat staring at her with an indescribable look in her face.

"ah.. mafuyu, you okay?" the other had asked, worried that she'd had done something to set her off. "yes, I'm alright kanade.." mafuyu trails off, opens her mouth as if she were to say something, but firmly closes it seconds later.

"it's.. just, why do you like tea so much?"

ah.. that's what she wanted to ask.

kanade set her cup down and began to speak, "i used to drink coffee more, to get me through the day and night.." she catches the look of disappointment on mafuyu's face, worried for her health. "mochizuki told me that i should drink tea instead, as it's a healthier alternative. but I've grown to like the taste.." a wave of silence surround the two as kanade waits for a reply.

"it's good that you don't drink as much coffee.. but too much of anything is bad for you." she picked up her cup and looked deep into the liquid within, distracted.

"i guess that's true, everything must be used in moderation.." the duchess had added, taking a few sips from her cup.

"but.. i think i like drinking tea with you, on days like this. so i guess it's excusable" mafuyu's eyes fluttered from her cup to kanade, who had a fond smile on her face.

her hand found comfort in her cheek, "I'm glad that you enjoy our meetings, i do too." kanade's smile had yet to fade, in fact, it grew when she noticed the slight raise of mafuyu's cheeks; a calm simper found on her face.

capes;

it seems as though mafuyu is missing her cape, mizuki thought as they stood close together, getting yelled at by their captain.

"and where is your cape, asahina!? I'd expect this behaviour from mizuki, but you?" he faced mafuyu, his tone turning from plain scolding to underhanded remarks.

mafuyu raised her eyebrow, as if she didn't know what he was talking about, until she looked to her right, clearly missing her cape. she stumbled over her words, probably for the first time in front of her captain.

she calmed for a moment and retraced her steps; woke up, ate food, kanade sleeping at the table...

ah. so that's where it is.

"kanade has it, sorry."

"wa-wait! mafuyu, why'd you say it outright?" mizuki sent her a look, one that's a mix of laughter and questioning.

her captain on the other hand wanted to know why kanade would have it, as the two were rarely seen together in public. "yoisaki? why does she have your cape?"

now, mizuki is also looking right at her, to see what she'll say.

"she was cold." a lie. but a quick and easy one, sometimes captains should keep their noses out of other peoples businesses. though.. mizuki thinks that lie was no better than the truth.

it looks like he believes her, the captain steps away from mafuyu and looks at both of them. "anyway, akiyama, don't skip training! and asahina, don't just let them!" they both nod and leave his office.

"that wasn't the real reason, right?"

"no, kanade was sleeping at the table and i let her use my cape as a pillow."

"hah! that's definitely something she'd do!"

shopping;

now, kanade and mafuyu are in the shopping centre, picking out groceries.

"usually mochizuki does these things, but i feel bad dumping everything onto her..."

mafuyu nods, holding several bags while the other leads the way until she catches wind of a fine necklace, one she thinks would look great on kanade.

"next thing on the list is...." the duchess looked to her side to find mafuyu at another stall conversing with the owner about a necklace in her hand.

she walked on over to the stall, curious as to what mafuyu was doing. "mafuyu, what're you doing?" kanade asks, leaning toward the other. "this necklace.." mafuyu says, her words trailing off (unusual, for someone like her). the distance between them grew shorter while her knight took the piece of jewellery and wrapped it around her neck, tension grew.

hu—huh!?

"I was right, it does suit you." mafuyu speaks again in a rather matter-of-fact tone leaving kanade in a daze. "ah.. so that's what it was.." she says, finally.

a faint blush is found on the duchess's face when mafuyu buys her the necklace on the spot, "a gift of gratitude," she continues, "for all the times you've stood by my side." her tone is a somber one, but they betray the words she left unsaid;

and the first offering of many, for all the times in the future that we will spend together.

"kanade, who gave you that necklace? it looks so cute.." ena asked, fawning over the string of gems on kanade's person.

"actually, it was mafuyu who gave me this."

"mafuyu? really? mafuyu, the prized warrior, asahina?"

"yes?"

"huh....."

"what's the matter?"

"oh, nothing....." how could she pick something so cute!?

association;

"hm, asahina isn't with you today? did something happen?"

"mafuyu! where's kanade at? you don't know where she is? huh.."

"so if you're here, mafuyu must be nearby, right?

lately, these are the type of questions and statements the duchess and her knight have been getting.

kanade wants to know why; why so many people think of them as a two-in-one deal. and so, she starts paying more attention to both of their movements and why people think that they're always together and asking these types of embarrassing questions..

she now sees why.

for some context, here is kanade's schedule: waking up (to find mafuyu on the couch), eating breakfast (that mafuyu had made, even when kanade has hired maids), getting ready for duties (with mafuyu on the other side of the door, waiting to send her off)

duties commence and kanade is away from mafuyu for a certain amount of time until tea time with niigo (if mizuena have their own dates to attend to, mafuyu and kanade will drink in a comfortable silence), dinner (you will often find mafuyu at the other end of the table), sleep and repeat.

she wonders, how is mafuyu not tired of her yet?

the setting changes to the yoisaki family courtyard, somewhere that used to be a lonely place for kanade until she founded niigo. two girls sit across from each other with teacups in hand and tea pots on the table.

"mafuyu.."

"hm?"

"would you ever be tired of me?"

"no." mafuyu quickly answered, as if this were a fact.

"will i become boring to you?"

"no." again, she answers blankly.

"..really?"

mafuyu thinks she should try a different approach, something more personal so that kanade can stop doubting herself for a while longer.

"I.. i don't know how to say this, but..

i don't think you could ever be boring.

you make me feel warm,

everytime I'm with you.. i have a strange feeling in my stomach..

i think i like that feeling." she struggles with some words, or explaining how she truly feels, I mean, how could she explain? this is the first time she's felt this way.. but.. with kanade's face turning read, and a slight smile on her face, she thinks she's done a good job.

comfort;

mafuyu isn't good at comforting people, that much should be obvious.

so, why is it that she's found stroking kanade's head after she fell sick?

kanade groaned, most likely from the stomach pains her illness is causing her. "mafuyu.." the girl perked up, "can.. please, get me a bucket." her words are filled with shallow and short breaths, it's clear what'll happen.

the taller girl rushes for a bucket, this is way out of character, no?

well, mafuyu would argue that it's for kanade. i don't want her throwing up on her self.

she's now acquired: a bucket, a towel and some water.

quick.. before kanade chokes on her own vomit..

mafuyu sits kanade up, albeit quickly, it's a huge help in the upcoming events.

"i have everything." she said in her regular, monotone voice. Though, something was a little different this time.. as if she was worried, worried about the effects of sickness on kanade.

she isn't very athletic, or outgoing either.. her diet before meeting her maids and mafuyu only ever consisted of instant noodles and coffee. she doesn't have a lot of fat on her bones as well, very scrawny looking from afar.

hm. maybe she should coax her into a more nutritional diet.

"thank.." thank you, was what kanade was about to say before she started gagging into the bucket, tears prickling her eyes while mafuyu rubbed her back.

it's finally done, after what seemed like years to kanade. she spat out the excess, wiped her forehead with one of the towels mafuyu brought and drank some water.

"thank you, mafuyu..." her eyes were threatening to close as she was on the brink of consciousness. "for.. taking ca...." she had yet to finish her sentence for her head had hit her pillow, and she then passed out.

"get well soon kanade..." mafuyu stroked kanade's head, tucking in loose strands of hair.

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🩷[HEART] -first/first major fictional crush you remember?

the first SUPER major fictional crush I had was gladion from pokemon sun/moon

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😍 (for the ask game!)

😍 [HEART EYES]-any endearing/embarrassing irl crush stories from when you were younger?

Okay, oh boy.

So when I was a kid, there was this boy I really liked, and one day, during recess, I saw him reading a book, so I went up to him (ik I actually had self confidence back then) and I asked him what he was reading

he told me the title of the book, and I asked him a few things about the plot and stuff etc, etc (w rizz fr fr, little me actually had game)

so after I finally picked up the hint that I was bothering him, I left to go play with my friends, but the next day (I kid you not) I LITERALLY HUNTED THAT BOOK DOWN

I WENT TO AT LEAST 3 LIBRARIES FOR THAT THING ISTG AND ALL CUZ OF SOME STUPID CRUSH

so basically I finally found the book, I showed it to him during school, and he just said "cool" (he was super dense btw) and I actually really enjoyed the book

we ended going to different schools after graduating and we never kept in touch

so yeah, don't waste several hours looking for something on the off chance that it will impress your crush kids

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✧.* DREAMS LOST, LOVE FOUND

pairing: Chigiri Hyouma x [IDOL!] Reader

genre: fluff, angst if you squint, oneshot, strangers to lovers, strangers to friends to lovers, pre-bluelock au, canon compliant

synopsis: in which two former geniuses bond over their potentially lost dreams (or in which two strangers develop feelings by making fun of cheesy news articles about themselves)

CW: potentially ooc chigiri, possible innaccuracies with vocal chord paralysis conditions/symptoms 

"(Y/N) (L/N): A Bright Star that Burned out too Quickly"

"Idol (Y/N) Retiring?!"

"ASRUN's (L/N)'s Career Over?! Get the latest scoop now!"

You scrolled through the magazines in the waiting room. So many cheesy tabloids talking about your latest concert, and possibly last. You froze up on stage, and your voice just didn't work. The gossip columns came up with so many reasons, ranging from fairly possible to completely bizarre. But they all seemed to come to the same conclusion.

Your career was over.

Ended, finished, decimated, completely and utterly over.

And deep down, you knew that. The doctors said that there was a chance that you could recover, even if it didn't occur naturally, surgery was always an option.

You had recently been diagnosed with vocal chord paralysis, which prohibited your ability to talk and sing. And no singing meant no concerts.

No concerts meant no more performing.

No more performing meant that you couldn't be an idol anymore.

You were told your worsened condition had something to do with your hectic rehearsal schedule, and how you pushed yourself to the point of self-harm during practice. Suzuki, the nurse that had been assigned to assist you, insisted that you come to the clinic for weekly check-ups and vocal warm ups.

Your agency managed to fund all of this because they wanted you back performing with the rest of your group members as soon as possible.

But you weren't sure if you could even continue to perform. You could deny it all you wanted, but you weren't in shape to be an idol anymore.

So here you are, rotting in a waiting room, waiting for your parents to come and get you. Once a musical sensation, once hailed as the pride of the idol industry.

Now I'm nothing more than a helpless patient.

You leaned back in your chair, a random sports article in your hand. You hadn't paid any mind to what it was about when you picked it up, all you knew was that it wasn't about you and your doomed career, and that was all you needed.

But your parents weren't coming anytime soon, and you needed to kill some time, so reading a couple pages wouldn't hurt. You glanced at the front cover. It appeared to be some local newspaper that covered soccer teams in the prefecture.

"Chigiri Hyouma: The Red Leopard!"

The front page had those words printed out in a vibrant pink font. You snorted, it would be one thing if this was about some world-class pro, but all this fuss over a high school kid? The picture on the front page wasn't the best either, it was a blur of bright red hair and you could make out what seemed to be a jersey.

But you couldn't discern a clear image of his face though. So naturally, out of curiosity, you had to flip the page.

Chigiri Hyouma huh? You heard that name mentioned somewhere before. You remembered passing by a few girls a couple of months ago that couldn't seem to shut up about him.

Please, he's probably just some amateur that happens to be somewhat good looking, there's no way he's actually all that-

But, it certainly wouldn't hurt to read about him a little more...

And so you did just that, flipping to the next page due to your insatiable curiosity about this Chigiri fellow.

Let's see what you're all about Mr. Red Leopard-

You finally flipped the page not expecting much, but then you were greeted by a very flattering image of the very subject that peaked your interest.

Holy fuck he's really pretty

Luscious red locks, bright pink eyes that you could get lost in, gentle, feminine features yet he still looked so god damn handsome?!

Your eyes widened as a blush crept up to your face. What was this guy doing playing soccer?! He could've easily been a model, or an idol, or a movie star, you weren't even that pretty what the actual fu-

You had to stop your train of thought. You weren't seriously crushing on a photo of some stranger were you?

Yet, against your better judgment, you continued reading the article, it listed a few details such as his stats, position, and his high school among other.

You were consuming all of this information at an oddly fast rate. Why was this guy so captivating to you?

Before you knew it you had sped through the article. And you had somehow memorized everything on those few pages.

God, I'm pathetic...

You rubbed your temples and sighed, you put the article down, and you were about to read a different magazine about something other than your new found infatuation, but as your hand was about to reach to some political newspaper, your gaze quickly shifted to another photo of a familiar red head.

Another article about him?

Looks like someone's local celebrity...

You moved your hand away from the previous paper you were about to pick up, and you exchanged the current article in your hand for the other one about your newest subject of interest.

Surely one more magazine about him wouldn't hurt....

The front cover was a clearer photo of Chigiri, but it wasn't the happiest. It was a picture of him leaning against one of his teammates for support as they escorted him off the field.

"The Red Leopard's Career: OVER?!"

It was from the same local paper that you were reading earlier, seemed the editors had a soft spot for him.

"Chigiri Hyouma damages his leg in his most recent match?! Further statements are awaited from his family, could this be the end of the genius speedster?"

You sighed at the writer's attempt to dramatize the situation, surely Chigri was in pain. Having something you're so passionate about being taken away my your own physical limitations. You definitely knew the feeling.

The feeling of your dream being snatched right before your eyes. The feeling of a critical condition with some complicated-sounding name being the only thing keeping you away from your goal.

He's just like me...

Wait- what were you thinking? First you ogle at a bunch of photos at him, now you're coming up with a bunch of weird parasocial fantasies about how the two of you actually have some things in common?!

I need to get a grip...

You absentmindedly flipped to the next page of article, somewhere you had made peace in the back of your mind about your attraction to the boy. You were like some little school girl, crushing on some cute actor or model that you saw in fashion magazines.

Of course you were soon snapped out of that trance by an unfamiliar voice.

"Didn't know I was such a big deal that a world-class idol would be reading about me."

You lifted your head to the source of the voice, standing in front to you was a young man around your age leaning against a crutch.

Of course before you noticed any of that, you saw the same red hair, gorgeous pink eyes, and soft features that you had been religiously staring at for the past hour.

Holy shit it's actually him.

Holy shit, he knows who I am

HOLY SHIT CHIGIRI HYOUMA KNOWS WHO I AM-

You had a whirlwind of thoughts about the situation. And you had made a countless amount of observations about him. His hair was longer than it was in the pictures, he looked a lot leaner too, but taller as well.

You were probably shamelessly checking him out right about now, but who could blame you? If it wasn't for the crutch, and the evident exhaustion on his face, you would've thought he was an angel rather than a patient.

And so you did what you always did when confronted by an incredibly attractive person.

You panicked.

Am I checking him out? I'm probably checking him out, I should look away. But what if that's rude?! Should I continue making eye contact? Or should I avoid it?! WHY DIDN'T THEY TEACH ME HOW TO TALK TO BOYS WHEN I WAS A TRAINEE?!-

"It's rude to stare you know."

He had nonchalantly said, snapping you out of your thoughts.

Oh god, even his voice was gorgeous

"Sorry..."

You muttered, looking down at the floor, averting his vivid eyes using any means necessary.

Great, now he probably thinks I'm a creep, nice going...

"Nah it's fine, sorry if I startled you when I came over, I recognized you 'cuz my sister's a fan, and you looked so engrossed in that article about me so I was pretty curious."

You simply muttered a quiet "Oh" in return.

Why am I like this?! He's trying to make an effort to talk to me, and I'm not even contributing at all!

He moved closer to you, he sat himself down on one of the seats close to you, and pulled out another sports magazine with his face on it.

"I never quite liked that one author that you're reading right now, has a habit of exaggerating the least important details and not giving the full story."

He handed the paper he was holding to you.

"This one's one of my personal favorites."

He smiled and handed the magazine to you. Your hands brushed, and you felt your heart skip a beat. His hands were really soft and gentle.

You took the article from his hand and opened it, your eyes greeted by a huge headlines in all caps; "Chigiri; RISING STAR OF THE FOOTBALL WORLD!"

You couldn't help but snort at the title, these editors were really something else.

"Cheesy I know, but it's better than most."

You giggled again, flipping through the pages of the booklet in your hands. You had pointed to a paragraphs that you had found amusing, to which Chigiri had said "Not everyone is a famous idol you know, some of us locals have to take whatever we can get!"

Next thing you knew, the two of you were talking like two old friends, giggling over silly comments and misconceptions that the media had about the two of you.

You didn't know how, but much time had passed, and quite frankly, you didn't care, Chigiri was charming, and rather fun to talk to.

Now, you were showing him a tabloid about some dating rumour about you and some model that your agency had done a collab with.

"Seriously? One slightly suggestive photo and now they think the two of you are hooking up? Wouldn't your managers be scrambling to cover that up? Doesn't it ruin your "idol" image or somethin'?"

"The higher ups at my job were trying to cover it up before realizing that this sort of publicity was actually pretty positive for my image."

You laughed as you pointed to a few more photos of you and said model. It was nice, being able to laugh about this with someone, it was nice, letting the pain go away, even for a little while. But, Chigiri was a lot more than just a distraction at this point.

Suddenly your phone buzzed.

"Sorry, let me check this real quick."

You took your phone out of your pocket, and it turned out that your father was outside of the clinic waiting for you. You tried to hide the disappointment on your face. You didn't want to leave just yet, not when you were finally making some progress with Chigiri.

But, your dad definitely wouldn't take it well if you wanted to stay out later with a boy, a new boy no less.

You sighed, shoving the device back into your pocket.

"I take it that you need to leave now?" Chigiri asked, maybe your mind was playing tricks on you, or maybe you were just super delusional, but it almost sounded like he was disappointed that you had to leave.

"Yeah, sorry..."

"It was nice meeting you, by the way."

He held out his hand.

"Chigiri Hyouma, but you probably know that by now."

You were confused by the gesture at first, you certainly did know his name by now, so why was he doing this?

Oh right, I was too busy crushing on him, so we never formerly introduced ourselves...

You placed your hand in his, reciprocating the handshake.

"(L/N) (Y/N)."

He smiled as you got up, your hand still intertwined with his, you felt butterflies in your stomach, and you almost felt your heart jump out of your body."

You really have me under your spell, Chigiri Hyouma...

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If this gets 20 notes I'll post an artistic interpretation of my 5th grade diary

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rin continues to represent me on a spiritual level 😭🤚

it's been a month since i posted CTRL+ALT+DELETE... and now i'm listening to totured poet's department in a attempt to remove my writer's block so i can finish the prologue lmao

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[!] ATTENTION ALL MOOTS: @freyao7, @zestyseggsydaddy69, @hylianboba, @vyuntspakhkite-l-darling, @pastellbg, @uuyuomi, @latay7, @smallgear, @harsherarts, @the-ellia-west, @tinea-siderum, @cocomi, @strxs-and-hearts, @reixtsu, @scaradooche, @featuredtofu, @huanator, @kunimix

i have the honour of being one of the nominees for the Scaramouche SMAU Oscars hosted by the lovely @bark-anon

voting hasn't started yet, but once it does ALL OF YOU ARE INCLINED TO VOTE FOR ME/j

jk you guys, i'd appreciate it but everyone else on that list is more deserving of this award than I ever will be, and i'm honoured enough to be mentioned alongside so many extremely talented individuals

LIKE YOU GUYS @ventismacchiato AND @kazumist WERE NOMINATED, I DON'T STAND A CHANCE-

anyways ty to all the people who nominated me, and ty again to @bark-anon for hosting this fun little event for all us scara lovers 🫶

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DAWG WHAT BRO MY THING ISN'T EVEN FINISHED- TYYYY THO

(rules) (nominees) (polls)

to nominate!

send an ask (anon or not) choosing your nominees! must fit under the categories

— in this case, must be a scaramouche x reader smau

can be whatever genre if the writer is uncomfortable with participating in the oscars, the nomination will be deleted respectfully!

current nominees for the scaramouche smau oscars!

— behind the lens! (completed) — @ventismacchiato

— how haters are born (ongoing) — @zoropookie

— darling, starling (ongoing) — @kararisa

— sherlock holmes (ongoing) — @dittodon

— HOW YOU GET THE GIRL ! (completed) — @kazumist

— keep my heart (ongoing) — @aestherin

— what’s so good about him?! (ongoing) — @luvkuvi

— my heard beats for you (ongoing) — @sl-vega

— Lights, Camera, Action! (completed) — @offbrandkyoya

— ditto | they keep on asking me, “who is he?” (ongoing) — @vinecradle

— JEALOUSY (ongoing) — @lovelysspace

2024 bark anon

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rin is my spirit animal fr fr

the feral urge to change my theme instead of writing

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random slight vent post? Idk more like a semi-hiatus update

Hi y'all! First off I want to thank you all for all your support on my fics (specifically MHBFY) and it really means the world to me! I'm so glad you guys like my writing

And I love writing too, but I probably won't be posting new fics or chapters anytime soon. I don't know what it is, but motivating myself to write is getting harder and harder and I don't want to burn myself out and lose my passion for it altogether

I might also take a break from being active on here, but dw fellow moots I'll still read and interact with your stuff and your writing (@strxs-and-hearts, @mwahkazu, @scaradooche ISTG I WILL BE STALKING THOSE SMAU UPDATES TILL IT KILLS ME-)

Anyways that's abt it! I'll try to chip away at some requests I've gotten when I have the time or energy, and that's abt all I wanted to say! Ty again for all the love and support!

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300 YOU GUYS 🎉

.° ༘🎧⋆🖇₊˚ෆ-MY HEART BEATS FOR YOU

Pairing: [BASSIST!] Scaramouche x [GUITARIST!] Reader

Genre: rivals/enemies to lovers, rivals to friends to lovers, fluff, crack (?), comedy, angst (?), slowburn, high school au, band au, modern au, social media au, smau

Synopsis: You're the lead guitarist for your band, C✧LESTIA and Scaramouche is the bassist of 5WIRL. The two of your bands have a friendly rivalry, but you and Scaramouche don't. On top of being academic rivals, you and him have never been on good terms. Always one-upping each other in grades and in music. Even your bandmates have grown tired of your constant bickering with each other. But when your usual practice hub gets flooded, you and the rest of C✧LESTIA are forced to find a new place to rehearse. So when 5WIRL offers to share their studio with you who are you to refuse? Of course, this forces you to spend time with your sworn rival whether you like it or not. But maybe the two of you can overcome your differences and actually be friends?

Or maybe even more?

CW: swearing, profanities/innuendoes, bad music puns, ooc (?)

⋆🎶₊˚ෆ STARRING

C✧LESTIA ll 5WIRL ll THE FANS

PLAYING TRACK...

PROLOGUE-tear drops on my guitar

ALBUM 01-go fuck yourself! /affectionate

01-we're in treble

02-diss track

03-fret not

04-i'm not that desperate

05-starting on a sour note

06-practicing but we're already perfect

07-shits and gigs

08-obsessed much?

(MORE TBA)

ALBUM 02-pov: falling in love with your rival

(TBA)

ALBUM 03-giving up my dream so you can live out your's

(TBA)

additional notes:

-my bandori phase caused me to make this

-this one will probably start soon because i need a break from writing sticking to the script

-bare with me and my bad music humour

-working on profiles as we speak

-i'm gonna tag my other scara smau taglist cuz smth tells me y'all would be into this: @ladyninggs, @featuredtofu, @levianamor, @veekoko, @glxssmemories, @foomeowmeow117, @scarasbaby , @d-d3arest , @heavenforyyou , @seternic , @danfelions , @jf-117, @kukikoooo , @uuyuomi, @rozariwho , @freyao7 , @lapinaenmicoche , @thatoneswordgirl

-no pressure to read tho :3

-this taglist is open and the smau will start soon

-decided to give myself more freedom, this smau isn't planned out as much as my others

(OPEN) TAGLIST: @featuredtofu, @levianamor, @danfelions, @thatoneswordgirl, @lolmeowing, @bananasquash, @xiaosantenna, @glxssmemories, @kaitfae, @mujiwuji, @zestyseggsydaddy69, @peaceindreams, @freyao7, @rinquin, @justpeachyteastea, @cocomi, @b2ne, @skyoverkill1, @scaradooche, @morallyrainyday, @adres-tia, @justadvena6, @agaygothicmushroom, @huanator, @seaofdata, @kyon-cherri, @aether-darling, @ukinya, @sketcheeee, @ibawa, @shutingstar, @eutopiastar, @kunimix, @wonderful-worlds

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@latay7 you could be the black leather to pastel's pink leather 😏

New ship dynamic unlocked

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OMG IT'S MY WIFE YOU GUYS

Acheron in a suit.. Something i designed my self though added elements of her actual outfit into it too!