#Yukishiro Azuma x Reader

[imaginesfora3]

Fushimi Omi

Falls First: You

Falls Harder: Omi

Omi always noticed you, a photographer could not simply ignore a work of art like that, but it does take time for his feelings to grow. He wants a genuine friendship with no pretenses, no expectations, just two adults who enjoyed each other’s company. And yet when he does fall it’s like jumping off a cliff and belly-flopping into the water below. It was an inelegant descent with a lot of emotional fumbling, some denial of the situation at hand, but some things were just inevitable. Once he took that leap and realized there was nothing to fear, the sting would wear off and make way for an Omi who was much willing to take chances.  

Izumida Azami

Falls First: You

Falls Harder: Azami

Azami does not think of romance much. You can tell when he shies away from a simple, friendly hug it’ll be an uphill battle to win him over (but it would be well worth the fight). Respecting his boundaries but making your interest in him known would catch his attention, but don’t push too hard as even his heart has its limits. A certified tough guy and your self-assigned protector, he lets you get closer to him than most. He might make you go through a slow-moving courting process but it doesn’t mean his heart doesn’t beat for you, or that he wasn’t haunted by dreams of how perfectly your hand would fit in his.

Nanao Taichi

Falls First: Taichi

Falls Harder: Taichi

Taichi has always been very unapologetic about being your number one fan, and it’s been clear that he had a major crush on you from the start. It takes time for you to judge the sincerity of his actions but you also enjoy the ride, as Taichi was an incredibly fun and easy person to get along with. Whether you’re just a fleeting fancy or his one true love like his diary states, you never regretted a moment that you spent with him. He’s ready to worship the ground you walked on for the rest of his life if it would prove to you that he’ll never stray; a loyal puppy who only has eyes for you.

Tsukioka Tsumugi

Falls First: You

Falls Harder: You

Tsumugi is not a very romantically aware man, at least not in reality; you’ve never seen someone so capable of emulating a person in love without realizing there’s someone enamored with him right before his eyes. It would take him some time to notice you, and even more before he considered you as romantic partner potential. Even after recognizing your feelings and acknowledging his own Tsumugi walks a tightrope of indecision. Your relationship is invaluable to him so it’s not as if he’ll set you aside, it’s simply that you’ll have to learn to live with a theatre addict. Still, to even tear his eyes from the stage for a moment is a feat to be proud of.

Yukishiro Azuma

Falls First: Azuma

Falls Harder: You

Azuma felt your connection from the very moment you meant, like two lovers who had been fated to meet by the stars. He was entirely unashamed to say that he had fallen for you first. Luckily he had waited for you to stumble into his life long enough that he had practiced patience, waiting for you to come to him before he dazzled you with his charm. He has you on a course to an abrupt crash landing directly into his arms, blinded by his charms, unable to pinpoint when you had fallen just knowing there was no place more comfortable than by his side.

[lcs-library]

Insomnia(Azuma x reader)

Summary/preview: “Hello? Oh, it’s you, dear. What can I do for you this late at night?” Azuma asked, his voice smooth as usual. “Can I sleep with you?”, you paused, contemplating your decision, “Actually, no, I’m sorry for interrupting, you should probably go get some sl-“ “Of course, dear, come on in. You came to the right person.” I couldn’t sleep, so I wrote a fic where Azuma helps the reader get some rest!

Tags/notes: GN!reader, fluff, comfort, drabble, warning for one(1) uncensored swear, the relationship can be interpreted as platonic or romantic I didn’t really have a set relationship in mind when I wrote this I just wanted cuddles, this takes place before act 2, probably somewhere after nocturnality

You knocked on Azuma’s door, patiently awaiting the response.

It was the third night in a row that your brain just couldn’t relax enough and made dumb decisions. The first two nights you ended up busying yourself with writing, but tonight, you were done with your brain’s dumbassery and needed some help.

After a few seconds of silence and some creaking, the door finally opened.

“Hello? Oh, it’s you, dear. What can I do for you this late at night?” Azuma asked, his voice smooth as usual. He sounded oddly awake despite knowing what time it was.

“Can I sleep with you?” you paused, contemplating your decision, “Actually, no, I’m sorry for interrupting, you should probably go get some sl-“

“Of course, dear, come on in. You came to the right person.” He opened the door, inviting you inside. You accepted, stepping into his room.

“You see,” he started, shutting the door behind you, “I haven’t been able to sleep tonight either, so maybe we could help each other out, hm?”

“Mmhm.” you mumbled.

“Now, could you come into my arms? We’ll get to bed soon, I promise, I just wanted to hold you for a little bit first.” Azuma’s smile was warm and inviting as he held his arms out, ready for you to slip into them at any moment.

Without any thought other than your slight drowsiness, you clambered into his hold, allowing him to gently caress you, his hands slowly moving up and down your back in light strokes.

“There we are. It’s nice to hold you like this, you know that? You’re very easy to hug.”

You slightly loosened your grip on Azuma, allowing yourself to practically melt into his embrace.

It was a warm, gentle hold, not too tight, but just loose enough to make you feel like if you moved too much you would shatter. You closed your eyes, allowing this warm feeling billowing inside your chest to linger for a moment before Azuma let go.

“Alright, there we are. Now, let’s get to bed, shall we?”

You managed to muster a hum in response as you climbed up into the bed behind Azuma.

When you reached the top of the ladder, you found Azuma already adjusting his position so you could lay your upper body on his chest.

“Mm, is that better? If we lay this way you can listen to my heartbeat and I can hold you at the same time. Does that sound nice?”

“Mhm, yeah.”

Azuma giggled at your sleepy reply.

“Good. Then just relax for me, okay?”

And God, did you relax. There just seemed to be something in the air when he was around that always made the atmosphere so calm and comforting. Your guard was down, your thoughts started to muddle, and your body started to feel limp. The rest you wanted was finally going to come.

Azuma could feel the shift in your body, and giggled again.

“My, looks like someone’s finally sleepy. I hope this’ll happen more often, I’ve been needing some cuddles myself.” He stopped as he was interrupted by a yawn as his own body started to become limp.

“Ah, and it looks like I should stop talking. Well, sweet dreams.” He closed his sentiment with a kiss to your forehead, then allowed his own eyes to flutter shut.

His breathing became steady and even, and with your ear to his chest, you could feel his heartbeat start to do the same.

It was calming, a presence that grounded you to your surroundings. Something to remind you that you were safe. That you were loved. That you had a space to come to, and someone who cares.

And it was that kind presence that lulled you to sleep.

[garden-of-omegas]

⚜ FIRST MEETING [A3! - WINTER TROUPE] ⚜

┌── ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ ••✎•• ──────────

characters: tsumugi tsukioka | tasuku takato | hisoka mikage | homare arisugawa | azuma yukishiro | guy summary: the details of your first meeting with your future mate. warnings: pretty much what you'd expect with the winter troupe. rating: sfw a/n: i have no words for how difficult the winter troupe is, not really in terms of coming up with ideas but in terms of not making everything incredibly sad. they're all babies and i want to hug them. so i made most of the alphas want to do that too.

~🎕

└── ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ ••✎•• ──────────

≿━━━━༺❀ tsumugi tsukioka ❀༻━━━━≾

✿ you were an aspiring musical director, still looking for your permanent place in the industry. but for the time being, you were doing gigs at random theaters who wanted to try out musicals, and lots and lots of schools.

✿ you were 22, the same age as tsumugi. you'd graduated as a director a year prior, though you'd not had much luck finding actual work, much like tsumugi.

✿ you'd been at a performance of a local theatre group that you'd been helping with their first musical. it was the very first one, and you couldn't have been more proud of the kids. one of them had invited their tutor, tsumugi, to come see the performance. you happened to spot him in the audience, looking enraptured by the acting, and decided to go up to him to chat.

✿ tsumugi didn't initially realize that you were the director (you looked like a substitute teacher to him), so he felt pretty free to gush about the performance as much as possible. so when you invited him to see the next one you were directing, he almost had a heart attack.

✿ tsumugi, even before meeting you, could tell how passionate you were about your craft, just by how passionate the kids were about it. so, meeting you, actually meeting you, he felt some spark light up in him. he's always loved passionate people. tsumugi was just so cute, like a little flower who looked so lost in the midst of all those people. it all just made you want to nurture him, even if you didn't know in what way yet. but you truly felt that he was special, he was important.

≿━━━━༺❀ tasuku takato ❀༻━━━━≾

✿ you were an ambitious little theatre armorer, who'd just gotten your big break in the industry. you'd been completely sword crazy most of your life so when you were as a teenager informed that you could just make them professionally, you were all in.

✿ you were 23, a year older than tasuku. you'd been working as a theatre armorer for two years, but you'd not really been successful prior to getting your break at god-za.

✿ you'd just been hired at god-za, for their next play that involved a medieval setting, and thus they needed swords. you were extremely excited to make them some. and the first one you needed to take measurements for happened to be tasuku, who got a faceful of measuring tape the moment he stepped into your office.

✿ you became a rather familiar face to tasuku, as the main lead in most plays he needed to see you often. and while he wasn't the chattiest person, you loved to gush to him about his performances and the way he looked with a sword in his hand.

✿ tasuku did not take long to realize that you had a bit of a crush on him (and his arms), which initially made him a bit uncomfortable. but getting to know you, and your passion for theatre, he might've grown a crush on you too. not that he'd ever admit it. you fell in love with tasuku at first sight, he was your ideal omega. strong, excellent looking with a sword in his hand, what more could you want? and then you saw him on stage, and it was over for you, completely.

≿━━━━༺❀ hisoka mikage ❀༻━━━━≾

✿ you were a wellness counselor, you'd pretty much just started your practice. well, start was a strong word. you were still looking for a place to open up properly, but you were advertising to clients already for home appointments.

✿ you were 25. you'd just graduated as a counselor not even six months ago. hisoka was 25 too (?), having just arrived at the mankai company.

✿ you got a sudden call from someone by the name of izumi tachibana, who hired you to come by her company to help with a sudden emergency. though you didn't expect the emergency to be a homeless man with amnesia and a serious case of the sleeps. frankly, hisoka was barely awake when you arrived and introduced yourself.

✿ you ended up staying with the mankai company (and eventually became one of the winter troupe's actors), mostly just so you could keep an eye on hisoka. but also because you grew increasingly worried about everyone else in the house.

✿ hisoka did not think much about you at first. obviously, he was half-asleep when he first met you. but once he began to live with you (izumi put you as roommates once you joined the company) he started to like, a lot. you bought him marshmallows. you were mostly worried. hisoka was... a lot, and also nothing at the same time. it took three days until you managed to get a proper sentence out of him. and he also kept stealing your marshmallows, which you forgave once you looked at his cute face.

≿━━━━༺❀ homare arisugawa ❀༻━━━━≾

✿ you were a composer, working with the mankai company. while originally you'd joined just to compose music for their plays, you'd recently become interested in acting and wanted to join their new troupe.

✿ you were 30 years old, a whole three years older than homare. you'd been a composer for almost 15 years, though you'd been one professionally for ten of those.

✿ you actually met during one of your violin performances, one of the rare ones you were still doing independently. he'd been in the audience, and afterwards came to you to gush about your performance and the inspiration it gave him. and then he recited one of his... poems to you.

✿ you ended up seeing homare around a lot (he claimed you were his new muse) and when the company started looking for members you immediately dragged homare to the audition. he was perfect (and the only possible roommate who wouldn't mind your late night jam sessions).

✿ seeing you on stage, focused on your instrument and playing the most beautiful music ever, struck something very deep inside of homare. he'd never had so much inspiration before. he didn't know the word for the feeling, but would later realize that it was love. to you... well, homare was eccentric, but in a good way. you rather liked his weird habits, and his appreciation for your craft. it'd been a long time since anyone felt that way about your music. he made you feel warm again.

≿━━━━༺❀ azuma yukishiro ❀༻━━━━≾

✿ you were a bartender, you'd just started working at a local bar after... well, let's just say you'd led a very interesting life and hadn't had an actual job in forever. you'd just recently moved to japan to get away from that life.

✿ you were... you didn't remember how old you were actually. you'd lost a couple of years, so to speak, but that's a whole another story. and nobody knows how old azuma is, ever.

✿ how you met is simple really, azuma was a customer of yours. you'd literally just started working, and he was the first customer you ever had. he sat down in front of you, and asked you to make him your signature drink. obviously, you didn't have one, so you improvised. and that's how 'winter camellia'-cocktail was born.

✿ azuma became a regular of yours, showing up at least once a week to more or less flirt with you. you both became an essential part of each other's lives, even though you both lead completely separate lives outside of the bar.

✿ as most of your customers did, azuma found you calming, someone he could talk to about anything. not that he did, but he felt like he could. you were just what he needed in life after a hard day, just a smile from you could make his day. azuma was the prettiest person you'd ever met, and his flirting didn't help your immediate crush in anyway. but your... life choices kept you from ever thinking of yourself as proper mate material for someone like him.

≿━━━━༺❀ guy ❀༻���━━━≾

✿ you were a florist, you'd been one for as long as you could remember. you'd inherited the shop from your oma and appa, though you'd recently been recruited for the winter troupe as you'd been providing the company with flower arrangements previously and became interested in acting as well.

✿ you were somewhere in your thirties, at least as far as you were aware. but everyone really got the feeling that you and guy were around the same age, but neither of you really knew.

✿ you were delivering flowers to the company when guy arrived, and as the only member who could proficiently speak english and zahran you were forced to greet him. the only problem was that you were carrying several pots of flowers, which made for a bit of a situation. thankfully, guy helped you before you dropped the delicate ranunculus'.

✿ guy was assigned to room in your dorm, which you didn't mind as long as he didn't mind the numerous flowers in there. though to your surprised, he seemed to love them, even if it was hard to tell. and he was excellent help with all your plants.

✿ guy technically didn't think much of you. all your passions seemed to be towards plants, and nothing else. but he quickly came to realize that you were actually the one in the troupe who could pick up on his emotions the best and actually put words to them. guy was... difficult. not as a roommate, or as a person, just to communicate with. he was very different from the only other person you spoke zahran with, but you found him refreshing. and his love of plants made you love him just a bit.

[halloweenismyfav]

【 𝐑𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐒 + 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐒 】

【 𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐌𝐒 𝐈 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐑 】

❥ Toilet Bound Hanako-kun

❥ A3!

❥ Twisted Wonderland

❥ Genshin Impact

❥ Fire Emblem Three Houses

❥ Arcane

【 𝐈 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 】

❥ Extreme Gore/Gruesome Injuries

❥ NSFW

❥ Pedophilia

❥ Incest/Stepcest

❥ Yandere

【 𝐈 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 】

❥ Fluff

❥ Angst

❥ Suggestive Content (to an extent and only characters 16+)

❥ Oneshots

❥ Headcanons

❥ Character Interactions

❥ X Readers

❥ Character x Character

❥ AUs/Crossovers (depending on if I know the other media well enough)

❥ General/Platonic Relationships

❥ Same Sex Relationships

【 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐈’𝐋𝐋 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐑 】

Please forgive me if there is a character you wanted to request but isn’t on this list! I just have my own preferences of who I write and which ones are easier. (i.e. sometimes certain characters don’t have enough screentime)

bold = platonic only

◦ 𝐓𝐁𝐇𝐊 ◦ Yashiro Nene, Hanako/Yugi Amane, Yugi Tsukasa, Kou Minamoto, Teru Minamoto, Mitsuba Sousuke, Akane Aoi, Aoi Akane, Yako, Tsuchugomori, Hyuuga Natsuhiko, Nanamine Sakura, Shijima Mei

◦ 𝐀𝟑! ◦ Sakuya Sakuma, Masumi Usui, Tsuzuru Minagi, Itaru Chigasaki, Citron, Chikage Utsuki, Tenma Sumeragi, Yuki Rurikawa, Muku Sakisaka, Misumi Ikaruga, Kazunari Miyoshi, Kumon Hyodo, Banri Settsu, Juza Hyodo, Sakyo Furuichi, Taichi Nanao, Omi Fushimi, Azami Izumida, Tsumugi Tsukioka, Tasuku Takato, Homare Arisugawa, Hisoka Mikage, Azuma Yukishiro, Guy, Izumi Tachibana, Matsukawa, Tetsuro, Ken Sakoda

◦ 𝐓𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐖𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝 ◦ Riddle Rosehearts, Trey Clover, Cater Diamond, Ace Trappola, Deuce Spade, Leona Kingscholar, Ruggie Bucchi, Jack Howl, Azul Ashengrotto, Jade Leech, Floyd Leech, Kalim Al-Asim, Jamil Viper, Vil Schoenheit, Rook Hunt, Epel Felmier, Idia Shroud, Ortho Shroud, Malleus Draconia, Lilia Vanrouge, Silver, Sebek Zigvolt, Cheka, Che'nya, Neige Leblanche, Grim

◦ 𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧 𝐈𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐭 ◦ Aether, Lumine, Paimon, Dainsleif, Scara/Wanderer, Albedo, Amber, Arataki Itto, Barbara, Beidou, Bennett, Chongyun, Collei, Cyno, Diluc, Diona, Eula, Fischl, Gorou, Hu Tao, Jean, Kaedehara Kazuha, Kaeya, Kamisato Ayaka, Klee, Kujou Sara, Kuki Shinobu, Lisa, Mona, Ningguang, Noelle, Qiqi, Raiden Shogun/Ei, Razor, Rosaria, Sangonomiya Kokomi, Sayu, Shenhe, Shikanoin Heizou, Sucrose, Tartaglia, Thoma, Tighnari, Venti, Xiangling, Xiao, Xingqiu, Xinyan, Yae Miko, Yanfei, Yelan, Yoimiya, Yun Jin, Zhongli

◦ 𝐅𝐄𝟑𝐇 ◦ Byleth (male and female), Edelgard, Hubert, Ferdinand, Linhardt, Caspar, Bernadetta, Dorothea, Petra, Dimitri, Dedue, Felix, Ashe, Sylvain, Mercedes, Annette, Ingrid, Claude, Lorenz, Raphael, Ignatz, Lysithea, Marianne, Hilda, Leonie, Yuri, Balthus, Constance, Hapi, Flayn

◦ 𝐀𝐫𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐞 ◦ Vi, Jinx, Ekko, Caitlyn, Jayce, Viktor, Mel

【 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐒 】

I automatically make the reader gender neutral unless you specifiy otherwise!

I tend to write more general things now for TBHK rather than reader inserts, but I'll still accept requests for X Readers if you wish.

I’ve seen up to Chapter 5 with TWST, along with about half of Chapter 6, so try not to send requests that include spoilers for anything beyond that! It'd be greatly appreciated ^^

For FE3H, I don't write for the Church of Seiros (except for Flayn). I like them all but I just don't enjoy writing for them as much qwq

I’ve watched all of Arcane but I haven’t played League of Legends so if there’s something that I should know about, please let me know!

For any requests involving the fluff alphabet I have, I'll allow a maximum of 5 letters and 5 characters per request. Just remember that the more letters and characters there are, the longer it'll take me to finish.

Regarding suggestive requests, anyone under 16 will not be allowed to have suggestive requests. It just makes me uncomfortable. (Suggestive meaning no full blown NSFW but some mild spice.)

【 𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐒 】

💌.answered prayers — Answered requests!

💌.apprentice's prayers — Non-request writing!

💌.pragma — Romantic and/or Fluff

💌.mania — Angst

💌.eros — Suggestive

💌.philia — Platonic (as Friends)

💌.storge — Platonic (as Family)

[mashuhiso-writes]

A3! Masterlist ❀

Harugumi / Spring Troupe: ❀ Sakuya Sakuma ↳ none yet...! ❀ Masumi Usui ↳ Headcanons with a Fem!S/O that Crossdresses ❀ Tsuzuru Minagi ↳ none yet...! ❀ Itaru Chigasaki ↳ none yet...! ❀ Citron ↳ none yet...! ❀ Chikage Utsuki ↳ none yet...!

Natsugumi / Summer Troupe: ❀ Tenma Sumeragi ↳ none yet...! ❀ Yuki Rurikawa ↳ Headcanons w/ a Quiet & Gentle S/O ❀ Muku Sakisaka ↳ Fluffy Dating Headcanons ↳ Best Friend Headcanons ❀ Misumi Ikaruga ↳ none yet...! ❀ Kazunari Miyoshi ↳ Reader Helping Taichi&Kazunari Dye Their Hair ❀ Kumon Hyodo ↳ none yet...!

Akigumi / Autumn Troupe: ❀ Banri Settsu ↳ Banri Settsu x Veludo Arts Student!Reader HCs ❀ Juza Hyodo ↳ Headcanons w/ an S/O that has a huge sweet tooth like him ❀ Taichi Nanao ↳ Headcanons w/ an S/O who loves art ↳ Reader Helping Taichi&Kazunari Dye Their Hair ❀ Omi Fushimi ↳ none yet...! ❀ Sakyo Furuichi ↳ none yet...! ❀ Azami Izumida ↳ none yet...!

Fuyugumi / Winter Troupe: ❀ Tsumugi Tsukioka ↳ Headcanons w/ an S/O that’s similar to him ❀ Tasuku Takato ↳ none yet...! ❀ Hisoka Mikage ↳ none yet...! ❀ Homare Arisugawa ↳ none yet...! ❀ Azuma Yukishiro ↳ none yet...! ❀ Guy ↳ none yet...!

[nanamisflowerfield]

owo the sneak peak looks *chef kiss* noice~

uhhh can i request for yandere Azuma? where reader is a bartender at the bar he mostly go to

Hehe!~ now you make me blush!❤️ Thank you! I hope that I wrote it good! I‘m pretty new to this whole “writing yandere stuff“🙈 Hopefully you like it and have a great day!!

It was a day like any other for you. You rubbed the tables clean with an old rag, made some great drinks for the customers and smiled. Smiling was the best thing you could do at your work place. Why? Because that’s sweet smile of yours was the reason why you got more tips than on smile-less days.

There was even one person, who gave you a lot of money, while he seemed to check you out. It was a silver haired man, with bright yellow eyes and tall body structure. He was perfect. But no human being could ever be perfect. That was impossible. But that smile and his voice… Oh boy, that nearly made you swoon and fall for him head over heels. With his appearance, he even looked like an angel, send from heaven above to protect you.

And you were so sure that he was one, after your little accident one night…

“Oh, hello there.” You heard a slurring voice behind you as you threw away the trash. Another drunk guy? As you turned around to tell him to leave you alone and walk somewhere else, he grabbed your wrist with a dirty and mischievous grin on his lips. The smell of too many alcohols ran through your nose. It was hopeless. That guy will be stubborn and he will for sure try something on you.

Clenching your first, ready to fight off the drunk man that tried to make his move on you, you heard a loud bumping sound behind the stranger. Thinking, that it might be due the alcohol in his blood and mind, which is why he fell down, you ignored the smiling man, who held a bottle of beer in his hand with a graceful smile. “Are you alright, my dear?”

You glanced up, meeting the eyes of the bar’s angel. “T-Thank you.” You stuttered out flustered that you needed the help of a total stranger. “No need to thank me, my dear.” Oh, that smile… That sweet sweet smile.

He was your savior. Your guardian angel. You really owed him anything, but what?

Well, there was one thing that the mysterious stranger wanted. It was you. Nothing will ever stop him in taking what belongs to him. He will get you without you even noticing it…

Azuma even planned it out, how he will gain your attention and love and it will be easier than stealing someone’s candy.

“Sir, as long as you pay us, we will do it.” Azuma gave the masked man in front of him the money, before they walked through the dark streets to do their work. Pestering the apple in Azuma’s eyes. You.

Day after day, you got into trouble. People tried to steal your money, kill you and more and there were times, your guardian angel swung by and saved the day. He would kiss your hand or cheek, telling you that you will be safe and brings you home. The actor will make sure, that you will be his forever.

“The usual drink?” – “Only if I’m allowed to bring you home.” Azuma smiled as he took the glass of his favorite alcohol from your grasp. You were thankful for every day you could spend near the angel, who protected you and gave you the sweet affection anybody could ever wish for.

But even white roses like him have thorns, that could make you bleed. Azuma was one who would never want to hurt you, but pay others to do his job. He wanted you to think of him highly and great. So why dirty his hands, if other could bring you in danger so he could be there?

“It’s stranger. Customers aren’t paying so much anymore and they want other bartenders to give them the drinks…” You pouted as Azuma walked beside you, wishing to hold your hand in his. “Don’t worry. One day you will get some.” But the guardian angel lied to you. He surely will do it as long as he could. Until his last breath. Only because he doesn’t want to share what’s his.

“I had no customer today and some people tried to hurt me again.” Tears left your eyes as Azuma embraced you in a warm hug. Just as he planned…. “Should I stay over the night?” He smiled at you, assuring you that nothing bad will happen to you. Well… As long as you stay by his side…

[a3shithole]

Hello everyone! How are all of you doing? I know I disappeared for quite some time, sorry (●´⌓`●) Life dragged me to no end haha U_U It was extremely tiring but I can manage! Here's some short self-indulgent head canons with four of my comfort characters that I wrote when I was feeling extremely anxious. It surprisingly calmed me down, pretty therapeutic coping mechanism I might say ( ˶ ❛ ꁞ ❛ ˶ ) So maybe I'll share it for anyone out there with anxiety like me, I hope reading this might calm you, even a little!

Also, thank you for 100+ followers while I was gone! I'm happy you guys enjoy my writing! (´∩｡• ᵕ •｡∩`) I made this side-blog just out of a wimp with no understanding on how to write at all, so I'm happy to share this journey with you guys! Feel free to send an ask/request!

That's all for my ramblings! (๑˙❥˙๑) I hope you guys like this short head canons, and have a nice day! Stay safe 🌻

// general anxiety, panic attack

Characters : Minagi Tsuzuru, Tsukioka Tsumugi, Hyodo Juza and Yukishiro Azuma

Tsuzuru

- He understands your feelings really well. He's pretty experienced with helping out someone with anxiety, because of his big family and Mankai

- Would try to distract you with a hug or him reading his script out loud to soothe your anxiety

- Tends to leave one of his clothes for you because he knows it gives you comfort

- If you are in a panic attack, he knows how to calm you down, rubbing your back while trying to gain your attention and ask you to follow his breathing

- One hundred percent okay with you suddenly visiting his room in the middle of the night if you need his presence to comfort your anxiousness. If he's in the middle of writing his script, he'll surely drop it. But if you don't want him to do that, he'll let you sit on his lap while he's typing away his script and talk to you

Tsumugi

- As a psychology graduate, he is the perfect guy who'd help you in a heartbeat. Knows how to de-escalate a panic attack and also know how to make you stay grounded

- Would reassure that everything will be alright and he got you. And he wouldn't leave you alone until he's perfectly sure you're okay

- Brings you to a nearby café for a breather. But if you're too overwhelmed with anxiety, he'll bring you to his garden and let you pour all of your feelings

- If you need prescription and such, he'll help you out going to a psychiatrist and accompany you if you're too scared going alone

- If you need a distraction away from feeling anxious, he'll bring you to tend on his garden or simply admire the beauty while him telling you what's the meaning of each flowers

Juza

- Having a little brother who also struggled with anxiety, he knows really well what to do to help you out

- Would bring your comfort sweets if that can help you feel less anxious, even to the extent of asking Omi to help him make your favorite dessert or food

- It doesn't show on his face, but he's very caring and observant when it comes to you

- Very efficient when calming you down and for being generally pleasant to be around with. He smells like fresh baked cake, unsurprisingly. And that always bring your smile

- Not the type to hug you or anything physical in general as his method to calm you down. But did not oppose if you ask for one

Azuma

- Would immediately notice you're feeling anxious before you even realize it yourself

- A great listener when you're telling him why you're feeling anxious. He'd ask if you want some warm drink and cuddles, and you'll feel a lot better than before

- With his experience socializing with a lot of different kind of people, he knows what to say and what not to say to make you feel less anxious

- Will also ask you to join him to do self-care routines on random occasions. Who doesn't enjoy a nice mask day, laying on the bed while listening to some good music?

- Very calm and understanding with your anxiety, especially if you burst into panic attack

[finch-writes]

winter troupe & back hugs

✧ winter troupe & reader / headcanons, fluff ✧ spring troupe / summer troupe / autumn troupe 

tsumugi: please he gets so flustered if you do, especially in the morning when he's still half asleep. probably circumstantial backpack hugs with this one, more likely to pull you in by the waist for a proper hug.

tasuku: arm around your shoulders instead of hug from behind, but it was suggested he try it at some point and he's got to admit he's a bit curious on the reaction. surprisingly chill with being hugged from behind?

hisoka: similar to misumi, but doesn't do it in public. 50% chance he falls asleep and drags you down with him, congrats on being caught in the sleepy hisoka vortex. take a nap. he is simply too flighty to be hugged from behind, let him come to you.

homare: more likely to put a hand on your upper back and go in for a cheek kiss, it doesn't really occur to him! depends on his mood whether or not he's fine being hugged, but he will politely inform you if he's not as he’s twisting out of reach.

azuma: prime offender number three my beloved, that's him. sets his chin on your shoulder to have a stickybeak. also has ulterior motives. loves being both the hugger and the hugged, twists back to kiss your forehead.

guy: unlikely, but possible? confused the first time you did it but got really chill with it really quickly, genuinely likes being hugged from behind. oddly calming for him, he can't pin why. probably likes being hugged more than hugging in this scenario.

[uwua3]

white day confession.

❄️🍶 yukishiro azuma

summary: azuma receives many gifts of admiration on valentine’s day, but he’s only returning one on white day

dedication: ruri — my divorcee of all time, internet bff, and much more, i love you! happy birthday!! 🎁🎊🎉

warnings: distance, feelings, slight angst

author’s note: this is for my best friend, ruri! i love her endlessly and so does azuma! happy birthday to the angel born on white day; azuma loves you and so do all your friends! (･ω<)☆

word count: 1,518

music: say yes – loco, punch

it was as if azuma wielded cupid’s bow, unintentionally shooting everyone within sight to fall hopelessly in love with him

after all, how could you not? he appeared like a demigod, with the grace of something heavenly and the touch of a human. azuma captured the hearts of anyone who gave him a second glance

it was only natural for him to receive confession after confession on valentine’s day, with the typical box of chocolates he disliked and traditional store-bought cards presented to him. it didn’t matter who it was; azuma would always politely reject them with a sympathetic smile before leaving behind a trail of broken hearts

it wasn’t exactly a reputation he sought after, but the title “king of broken hearts” began to follow azuma every valentine’s day

many thought they could change his mind, that they could chain him down and get him to sign a contract to commitment. azuma was blessed with ero’s wings, he could fly away from any trap possible. no one could keep azuma on the ground

except, you

azuma expected a letter from anyone but you. you were always one of his closest friends, where the line between friendship and romance blurred. it was a no strings attached kind of relationship, where you two could do anything you want but still be with each other at the end of the night

so when you carefully gave him a folded letter, azuma repressed a sigh at the foreshadowing of another failed casual relationship. he didn’t open it, nor did he say a word and neither did you. it was like a silent agreement—nothing would change if the feelings weren’t said aloud

there was this non-verbal deal to not read the letter, so azuma didn’t. but, for some reason, he couldn’t bring himself to throw it away. all he had to do was rip it up and destroy any chance of being curious

but, it was like pandora’s box. azuma would lay in bed, knowing the letter was in his bedside and all he had to do was pull open the drawers. azuma would wake up, wondering what you possibly were afraid to say, and azuma would fall asleep, dreaming of what contents were penned in your handwriting

it was like you put a love spell over him. ever since azuma received your love letter, he couldn’t think of anything else but you

unfortunately, it wasn’t a drunk decision to open your letter once and for all. azuma smoothed the wrinkles upon his forehead for the nth time, finally giving in when homare (who quickly ran away for his own good) commented about the condition of azuma’s skin

the world was quiet for once as the moonlit letter was read. the ink seemed like a fountain pen, with a lavender wax seal discarded to the side. as azuma took in your words, he unintentionally began reciting them whenever his eyes closed for a moment too long

My dearest, Yukishiro Azuma

Good day. This will be my first letter to you which I believe is long overdue. Now where do I start? Should I mention how I first fell for you? It was love at first sight. The moment you appeared in my eyes, I was struck by your beauty and I was affected even more when I heard your alluring voice which promptly sent shivers down my spine.

azuma reminisced on the past, where you two were much more naive and younger than you were now. had he truly missed the way your eyes looked towards him? how had you seen him? were you infatuated as well? for all these years? azuma was flattered to be the subject of your affections, but how was he so unaware?

How could this be? How could this possibly be? Just your first appearance already made my heart aflutter. My feelings for you grew tremendously once I started to get to know you better. I smiled when you smiled. I laughed when you laughed. I cried when you cried.

it was true you two shared a bond unlike any other. it was as if you two were truly connected; soulmates, if you will

when you smiled, he had no choice but to smile along. when you laughed, azuma found the world to be a much better place than he originally thought. when you cried, azuma did everything in his power to hold you close. you two shared something indescribable and unexplainable, that much was true

When your first leading role came, I did my hardest to support you. I gave my everything for you. Of course, this was only natural. For my heart, body, and soul belongs to you.

azuma faintly relived what it felt like when you ran into his arms, throwing your arms around his neck with a bouquet of the prettiest cecilias. it was closing night and you were the first to stand up during the standing ovation. azuma watched you like you were the star of the show that night

I can't believe that such a fine man like you exists. Oh how blessed I am! Can you see it? Can you feel it? How I wish to caress the side of your face? How I wish my lips could touch yours? How I wish to be embraced in your arms throughout the night? My darling Azuma, allow me to be by your side forever and always.

I love you, my darling.

with your signature gracing the bottom of the parchment, azuma’s heart warmed from the thought and consideration you had put into the letter. at first, the feeling was a pleasant warm sensation but quickly faded into a bitter cold

this was the first time azuma had felt truly moved by a letter before. what did this mean? did this mean... no, it couldn’t be

azuma closed the letter, his hands faintly shaking and a blush that couldn’t go away across his face. you love him, azuma repeated this in his head until he fell asleep, your words pressed against his chest

a month passes before azuma writes his own letter. a month of fleeting glances, touches that trailed for too long, and unspoken words that could change everything. although both of you tried your best to make sure nothing changed, something did

conversations that once flowed so smoothly froze over like a winter waterfall. energy that only you two knew the meaning of faded into a spark of what it once was. you two slowly grew distant no matter what either of you did. you both knew what was inside the letter now, there was no turning back

so, azuma sits down, takes out his own fountain pen, and watches the lilac wax melt above the aromatic candle. all the words he couldn’t speak were forming at the tip of his fingers, all he had to was write

if azuma shared his feelings, he’d lose what he worked so hard to maintain: his independence, his freedom, his privacy. but, after a month-long contemplation, azuma knew he’d rather lose those things than lose you

To my beloved,

Perhaps this may come as a surprise to you, but my letter is long overdue as well. Words that I cannot bring myself to share are now dutifully written upon this page; I promise you, they are as truthful as they come. I have laid out my soul bare for you to choose whether or not to accept. Please be gentle with me as I attempt to express how I feel about you.

When we had first met, you had come into my life because the heavens had blessed me with humanity’s greatest gift. What did I, an unfortunate mortal, do to deserve such a person? Overcome by my blinding adoration for you, I continued worshipping you as the gods intended. For the past years have been nothing but bliss, you are the only person who could make me feel such a way.

I could see your angel wings when you had hugged me that closing night after Winter’s first show. I should’ve told you then, but I didn’t know. I am only human, how could I know what these emotions were when I had never experienced them?

To this day, I do not know if I’ve always felt this way about you. But, I do know now. Please forgive me for taking so much time to admit the truth.

I love you, too, my angel.

Love, Yukishiro Azuma

white day had arrived. you weren’t the type to receive an influx of gifts on either days, since you only had ever given one letter to a special someone in all your life

azuma was the type to be showered in sweets, chocolates, and letters every day of the year. his charm and charisma could make anyone fall head over heels, including you. but, he had never given a white day gift before

when you turned around, you noticed a letter being held out between the hold of azuma

could it be? did azuma love you, too?

“happy white day. i love you, my angel.”

[writer-akihiko]

Late Night Comforts - Azuma X Reader

This was a work made for my dear server member Era, since they love Azuma so much. I hope you're alive after this.

Azuma Yukishiro. A man who served greatly under Mankai Company's Winer Troupe, and a man skilled in his talents as an actor.

A man, who was also your lover.

The man in question, who immediately ran into your room when he heard your screams. You held your head in your hands, shivering at your sudden nightmare.

Azuma sighed, his heart unsettled that you were in such a state. He was upset with himself, as he embraced you ever so gently. He was upset with himself, since no matter what he did, your nightmares kept returning. He was upset with himself, because is there any possible way to make you feel better?

He pushed you down back onto the bed, laying next to you, wrapping one of his arms around you. He tucked you back into bed, as the bed sunk due to his weight. He pulled you close to him, closing the gap, and sharing his warmth with you.

"YN… Will you listen to me?"

You shifted a little, ruffling his shirt as your neck and head felt heavy from the lack of sleep. A little nod from you was all you could manage.

He pressed his lips against your forehead, watching you settle in his chest.

"I'm sorry I can't dispel away the nightmares you have, my darling. I'm sorry that you have to carry so much on your shoulders, even though you shouldn't have to…

I just want you to be as safe as you can be, darling. I hope I can comfort you enough so that you will sleep peacefully every single night, and I hope my words remind you that no matter what, my love for you never changes."

As he said his last, you had already fallen asleep in his arms. His gaze softened, as you snored lightly on his arm.

"Sweet dreams Camellia."

[emilycollins00]

Hello there :) How would Juza, Tasuku and Omi react if Azuma asked what your type was and you casually mention the masculine type and mention them (they have a crush on you). Separate reactions of course 😂 Thank you! Here's a cookie for you 🍪 ~

Thank you anon, that’s very sweet of you! 💕

I was surprised at how into this ask I was that I went over how much I had initially thought to write. Hope you and everyone enjoy it!

Juza, Tasuku and Omi discovering they are reader’s ideal type

Juza

I think he would feel a bit self-conscious, not knowing what to feel.

We all know this young boy has the face of a troublemaker and pretty dominant first impression.

But poor thing couldn’t be more different.

“Mmm… I’d say… manly? I haven’t really thought about it that much. but I would say I like having someone protective and strong with me.” you drank a bit from the tea Azuma and you had prepared.

The cuddling expert hummed at your response, smiling. “Never thought you would go for that type Y/N,” he rested his cup on the table. “I guess Juza fits that description coincidentally, wouldn’t you agree?”

You gave it a thought. You had known Juza for a while so you were used to him now, but it was true he gave pretty strong masculine vibes. “Yeah, he’s actually a pretty good resemblance” you laughed.

“Heard that, Juza?”

A clumsy noise of stumbling feet alerted you of something moving behind you. Turning, you discovered the tall boy looking at the ground, frowning face and red ears.

“Ah, sorry, do you feel bad I used you as an example?” you tried to make contact with his eyes, not that he was letting you. “Don’t worry Juza, it’s just a comment! We all here now you’re the sweetest guy around ah, not that it doesn’t go well with being manly of course! You are good at both.”

The high schooler glanced from the corner of his eyes at your face. He felt his palms sweating and his heart beating fast in his chest. He deepened his scowl at the floor again, too shy to look at you “Uh…’thanks.”

“Really, you have amazing traits!”

“…’thanks.”

You tilted your head, still confused as to why he had gone quiet. Azuma on the other hand sipped contently his tea, enjoying the oblivious cute exchange between you two.

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Tasuku:

 I don’t think he would react too much if he heard it. 

He has always been on the heavy side of what people call “masculine”

 Maybe if it’s you, he would feel happy knowing he was on the safe here.

“Oh come on Azuma-san, that’s their biggest selling point! You have to see that.”

Azuma leaned in, looking again at the magazine. His eyes went trhough the pages while you started expectantly. "Well?"

“Mmm… who knows.” he finally chuckled. You sighed, it was obvious you had to resort to more sources to stan on your argument.

"I'm back- Ah, It's been a while Y/N."

Tasuku stood holding the doorknob to the living room, surprised to see you and Azuma chatting- an unusual pair given that you worked with another theatre. You lifted your head smiling at the actor and he told himself to remain composed. It hadn’t been long since he felt he was starting to develop affection for you and it wasn’t good for him to see your face so suddenly.

“Oh hi Tasuku! I came here to grab those props Izumi-san said I could take from your last performance, she told me you knew where they were.”

Catching his breath from all the running he had just done, he nodded mindlessly going to the kitchen to get some water. His gaze changed to other troupe member, still immersed in the magazine. “You also know where they are Azuma-san, shouldn’t have kept Y/N waiting.”

“Mmm? Fufu we were not waiting. Y/N had this magazine and we were discussing important matters.” the long-haired man turned it to show the content. “Look, these are the top 10 men models of the year. I have to say, I like their smooth aesthetic, what about you?”

“I couldn’t care less about it, honestly.” after sipping on the bottle, he closed the fridge and turned to get the things you had asked.

You shrugged browsing through the photographs. “I’m not saying they are bad just that someone with a strong and assertive masculine profile is better. Many people could definitely see the appeal in that.”

Tasuku stopped for a second before humming uninterested, however his movements became duller, as if he didn't want to completely leave the room.

“So that would be your ideal type.” he heard Azuma's usual teasing tone followed by a soft giggle. “Good to know.”

“…Sure? Uh, Tasuku, everything okay?”

“What? Ah yeah, I… I will get going.” cleaning his throat, he resumed the usual pace.

He would never admit it, but after you took the props leaving the magazine alone, he scrolled through the pages you two had looked at.

Just checking, nothing else.

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Omi

I’ll be honest, more than getting flustered or anything else...

This wonder of a man would just feel happy hearing he was close to what you were into.

He’s so precious.

“Ah… that was a really good movie!” you leaned back on the couch. You and Omi had been encouraged to watch this film from the photography club president. The angles and backgrounds had received really high praises after all. “Wish I could record and photograph such beautiful sceneries too!”

Azuma hummed, agreeing with your statement. Both him and Yuki had decided to watch it with you two and it had been a success. “The world was very well built and the main character also had a good story.”

“I’ll have to ask Minagi to think of a script for these types of men. I would really fall in love with a play similar to this one!”

“What, do you like those beefy type Y/N?” Yuki frowned confused, getting up and grabbing what was left of the popcorns, which wasn’t much.

“That’s not what I meant.”

The comment caught the oldest one’s attention. “Oh…? Then what type of guy do you like?”

You crossed your arms, deep in thought. “You know, it’s the…” you tried to gesture, although to no avail, “the independence, strength… like- like Omi! That’s what I like.” you turned to the university student.

“Um?” said boy smiled, feeling your gaze on him. He had been watching the last images from the credits, not really listening. He failed to understand what the conversation had evolved into. “What about me?”

You briefly explained what you three had been talking about. “…and so I decided you’re the closest to what I’d aspire a perfect man to be”

The cook laughed sheepishly, not thinking you would say something like that with such a straight face. But that’s what he liked about you. “Well, that’s good to know.”

You sighed from your side of the sofa. “I want to watch something similar, maybe I should look for other recommendations,” you opened your phone, already browsing. “A play would be good too, Autumn troupe really would crush it.”

“I see… if you make Tsuzuru do it and we get written a comparable play, I will do my best to remember today’s talk.” he looked at you in a sudden good mood. "I'll go make dinner."

“Come on, stop joking!”

What you couldn’t imagine was how true the his words were.

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Aaaah they are just too cute. I love them so much. Hope you guys liked them, have a wonderful day! 💕

[imaginesfora3]

Azuma 26?

Yukishiro Azuma: 

The scene was almost set too perfectly.

Azuma just had this air about him that made it hard not to stare, and seeing him so truly relaxed on this vacation with you left you speechless. There was something about the elegant way he sipped his wine, the way he batted his eyelashes at you innocently when you teasingly accused him of getting all dressed up to seduce you. When he had first offered you the other spot on the free week of vacation he’d won for some radio show you had thought it would just be thoughtless fun, but your brain had done nothing but work overtime since the plane landed.

The bedroom held only one bed, to which Azuma had no qualms about sharing it with you. There was the showering with the door slightly open, the mirror offering the perfect view of his upper body as he showered away. You tried to be respectful, to not openly ogle your temporary roommate, but it was too obvious he was doing this on purpose. Taunting, tempting, doing everything but making the first move himself. You only wondered for a moment where he got his confidence because you knew it didn’t matter, in the end nothing mattered except your undeniable attraction to him.

You’re standing shoulder to shoulder with him, overlooking the scenic beach from your hotel balcony, when you finally speak up.

“Would you mind if I kissed you?”

“I think that could only make this moment even better.”

Azuma’s eyes slide shut and he patiently waits for you to make your move; you silently admired how pretty his face looked, the expect twitching of his lips as he wondered if you were going to act any time soon. Your lips ghosted over his, as if you were afraid you’d shatter the dream you found yourself in, but Azuma was having none of it. With a hand on your waist he pulled you closer, lips stealing the show by setting a much preferable pace, letting you know this was exactly what he wanted.

“I thought you might never make a move,” Azuma chuckled as you twirled a strand of his hair around your finger, feeling lighter than air at the moment, “I’m happy you decided to come with me.”

“I… this isn’t just a ‘vacation-only romance’, right? This is meant to be…”

“More?” Azuma leaned forward, forehead pressing against yours. “Do you want more? Do you want me?”

“I don’t think I’ve ever wanted someone more in my life.”

“Hehe. Then who am I to deny you that? I’m fond of you as well.”

[lcs-library]

Spending Valentine’s Day with Mankai!

❄️Winter Troupe❄️

Tsumugi

🥚Waking up the morning of Valentine’s day was pretty normal, to say the least.

🥚If you count finding a bouquet of flowers on your bedside table with a little note as normal.

🥚Which, with Tsumugi, it usually is, but today, there was something a bit different.

🥚He didn’t get you just any flowers this time.

🥚The bouquet was always filled with flowers with kind messages, but today almost all of them were love themed.

🥚Honeysuckle for your bonds and devotion, lisanthus for appreciation, apple blossoms for preference, and some baby’s breath for filler.

🥚At least, that’s what the note he had left next to the vase said. That, and that you were to meet him in the kitchen for a surprise.

🥚Drunk on love and sleep, you made your way to the kitchen to find Tsumugi with a pan in his hands, tending to breakfast.

🥚“Good morning, dear. How did you sleep? Oh, and did you see the flowers I got you?”

🥚You nodded yes, and told him how you slept, but let him know that you were still a bit sleepy by draping your body over him in a lazy hug.

🥚“Woah, don’t do that too suddenly, okay? You don’t wanna ruin breakfast, do you? Ah, but you’re very cute, hehe.”

🥚At his request, you backed off, and he finished up the omelet he made, plating it and handing it to you.

🥚“There we go. Oh, and I forgot something.”

🥚With that, he leaned in to give you a kiss on the cheek, pulling away with a giggle.

🥚“Happy Valentine’s Day, sweetheart.”

Tasuku

⚽️For Valentine’s Day, as a treat, you decided that Tasuku should choose where to go.

⚽️“Are you sure you want me to choose? Is that really the smartest decision you can come up with? Well, if I could have anything, I’d want to play soccer with you or try some street acts if you’re up to it.”

⚽️That’s what he wants for this special day? BORING. He needed a damn break! You suggested playing a game of good, old-fashioned rock-paper-scissors to decide what to do for the day. If he won, you’d do what he wanted, if you won, you got to choose the day’s itinerary.

⚽️“Are you doing this because you know I’m bad at it? Alright, if you really insist that I’m boring, I’ll win and prove you wrong.”

⚽️You were not surprised in the least when you won all three out of three games.

⚽️“There, you won, happy? What do you want to do today?”

⚽️You smiled mischievously, holding your hand out for Tasuku to take, which you used to drag him to the couch for a good, long cuddle session.

⚽️You sat next to him, snuggling into the crook of his neck, practically latching yourself onto him like a koala.

⚽️“This is what you wanna do all day? Laze around? I guess you’d want that with all the stuff I put you through, so it’s the least I could do for you. Thanks for the reminder for a break. Happy Valentine’s Day, my love.”

Hisoka

💤He mixed up Valentine’s Day and White Day, but you really can’t tell if it was on purpose or not.

💤“…hey. You’re supposed to give me marshmallows today. It’s the 14th, so it’s marshmallow day. Hand ‘em over.”

💤It seems like the mix up is more of an accident when you explain to him that today is for chocolate, and marshmallows is for later.

💤“It’s chocolate today? Can’t you still give other gifts? …thought so. Gimme.”

💤You sighed once more and tried to explain that he should be nicer when he wants something, then pulled the bag of chocolate-coated marshmallows for him out of your coat.

💤“…thanks. Can you be my pillow for a sec?”

💤You were always his pillow for when he needed a nap or just to chill out with some of his favorite treats, so you had to immediately oblige.

💤You laid down on the couch, letting Hisoka spread himself out on top of you.

💤Hisoka quickly made himself comfortable in his spot, nestling his face into the crook of your neck, the hand holding his bag of marshmallows lazily sticking out above your head.

💤From there, he was asleep almost instantly

💤“Mmn, happy Valentine’s”

Homare

🔎You probably called it already, but he wrote you a poem

🔎“Ah! There you are! I’ve been trying to find you all day! Come, sit down, sit down, my dearest! You simply must hear what I have created for the day of lovers! Ahem, ahem. An overflowing love! It flies above us like a dove! Because my love for you flies so high up above! Well, what did you think?”

🔎How you’d never tire of these silly poems, you had no idea. They may seem odd on the surface, but they always were truly heartfelt, and if you read just a little bit between the lines, you could truly see how much Homare cared for his craft.

🔎You tackled him in a hug, nearly toppling him over with your love.

🔎“You loved it that much? Ahh, how wonderful! If you feel that way about all my poems, then I don’t think I’ll ever run out of motivation! Thank you, my darling.”

Azuma

💙“Ah, dear, could you wait for a second? I have a favor to ask of you. Do you want to stay the night together?”

💙That was the question that Azuma decided to ask the night before Valentine’s Day, since he wanted to get a bit of a head start on spoiling you.

💙You had to agree, because how could you turn down an offer from a pro at the job?

💙And that was how you ended up in Azuma’s bed, his arms lovingly wrapped around you, his top hand lovingly stroking through the hair that framed your face.

💙His touch was healing, and he clearly had a knack for this sort of thing. He rambled on and on with his charming voice about all sorts of topics: your beauty, what had happened recently, and what the troupe had planned for their performance, just to name a few.

💙Azuma soon noticed your eyelids drooping a bit, and he decided that that was the perfect opportunity to send you off to sleep using a bit of his magic.

💙“Sleepy, are we? Well then, I’ll stop talking for now. Come closer, won’t you? I want to do something to help you sleep better.”

💙You shuffled your body slightly closer to his, allowing his arms to fully envelop you. Using that, he lightly dragged his fingertips up and down your spine, sending delightful shivers down it before he pulled your head into his chest, allowing you to listen to his heartbeat.

💙To finish the spell, he kissed your forehead, sending you off to sleep.

💙“Fufu. Seems like it worked. Good night, dear. I love you.”

Guy

⚙️Mans has no idea what to do for Valentine’s Day

⚙️So when you bring up the subject to him, he quickly rushes you off to his room

⚙️You have no idea what he’s doing, but you decide to follow him anyway.

⚙️“You wanted to do something today, right? This should work.”

⚙️He puts a record onto his record player and sets down the needle before sitting on the couch, motioning for you to sit next to him.

⚙️When you do, he gingerly puts his arms around you, almost mechanically pulling you closer.

⚙️When you ask what he’s doing he only replies with “Holding you close. That is what you want, correct?”

⚙️Once you actually comprehend what he’s trying to do, you felt your body soften, and you laid your head on his chest, draping your own arms around his frame.

⚙️With your ear to his chest, you could hear his heart beating. It was a calming sound, grounding you to your surroundings. His heart was there, and the beat was constant, never changing speed.

⚙️And yet, the more you relaxed, the slower his heartbeat also became. It was as if you had merged into one being, sharing a heart, and essentially, it’s what you had become, with how you had changed him.

⚙️You were snapped out of your sleepy trance by a low baritone vibrating what had become your pillow.

⚙️“I love you. I hope that you’re happy.”

⚙️I’m not crying, you’re crying

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[nanamisflowerfield]

Hello can i request hcs for azuma and touch starved reader? please take care~

Sure can do~ Take care of yourself too, dear anon!!❤️

☀️ Sooo many teasing jokes!

☀️ Azuma doesn’t mind if you are touch starved. He actually likes your warmth.

☀️ He loves loves loves hugs, so if your often sit on his lap and hug him, he will be in heaven!

☀️ Holding hands during dates? Perfect. He loves your hands in his, while you both are walking down the streets or eat some food at a fancy restaurant.

☀️ He will carry you bride-style to his bed to sleep with you. *wink wink*

☀️ The whitehaired actor is also touch starved! So, who cares if you are always touching him, because he will do the same thing (or even more) to you too!

☀️ “Oh my, does my love needs my affection? I would love to give you all of it.”

[derireo]

This Blanket For Me and You ↦ Azuma & Reader

Your first time visiting Azuma to help cope with a sleepless night.

He notices all the little details that tell him what you're feeling, but he waits patiently for you to figure it out yourself. There are tears to be shed and emotions to be said.

warnings: crying. hurt/comfort

「 read here on ao3 」 「 1.8k words 」

It was a little embarrassing to say the least, but you just couldn't sleep. You had taken a walk around the dorm to clear your head and took a few vitamins that were supposed to make you tired, but nothing happened.

You had an exhausting day today; it was busy and you were constantly moving without a break so you thought you'd be able to knock out once you got back, but again, nothing happened.

So that's why you stood outside of Azuma's door, fist gently knocking on the wood to see if he was still awake and was willing to help you out just this once.

"Oh? Fancy seeing you here." He had chuckled once he saw you appear in front of him after opening the door. He immediately moved to the side to let you in, no questions asked, and shut the door after you made your entrance.

"I'm assuming you can't go to sleep." He murmured, striding towards the small diffuser that sat on his desk to turn it on. It lit up, giving a soft glow to the dimly lit room as the essential oils inside began to waft throughout the space.

You nodded a slow affirmative to his correct assumption, taking a seat on the sofa that was placed in the centre of his room.

"I worked all day. Came home and sat on a chair doing nothing; next thing I knew it was midnight. Took a walk and did anything else."

"..Hm. I think you're burnt out." he commented while taking a seat beside you, body facing your direction. He propped his elbow against the back of the sofa and held his cheek in his palm.

"Or restless. You've been working everyday, so when you have nothing to do, you still have some excess energy to expel."

His eyes stared at you, a gentle caress along your skin while you rubbed your wrists with a frown. You didn't feel restless though. You knew you were tired, but it wasn't kicking into your body.

Still being able to walk around without a dip to your step and still being able to sit upright made it look like you were still revving to go, but you... you feel tired.

"..Perhaps I'm wrong? Don't make such a sad face.." Azuma smiled with a half amused chuckle, noticing how your face had fallen into a blank stare. Of course, nobody wants to be seen like this, but with how openly expressive you are right now despite your resting face, Azuma was able to tell that there was a lot more going on than you let on.

"Can you stop thinking about the things that are bothering you? Just for tonight is fine." He said while he smoothly reached behind him to grab a remote. He took a quick glance towards the device before pressing a button, and suddenly there was a sweet melody playing from a speaker somewhere.

Easy enough to say, really. You didn't even know what was bothering you in the first place.

You looked at him, unsure. You couldn't even tell if your mind was all over place or nowhere at all. It was both empty and full at the same time; almost as if you couldn't choose what you wanted to feel today. You just wanted to be put to ease, and Azuma was trying that, but you just— you couldn't focus.

"I don't know what's going on here." You tittered, making a gesture to poke at your temple. You gulped awkwardly, letting your hand fall into your lap while both you and Azuma stared at each other in silence.

The man wasn't your damn therapist so you didn't know why you were laying your own struggles upon him. He was a normal person just like you, wanting to relax and live a chill life, so what were you trying to do putting this all on him?

You began to rethink your choices that lead up to this point and you shook your head. This was way too selfish of you to do. Azuma may be the best person to go to on a restless night, but not when it's an 'emotions all over the place' one.

"Sorry. It's almost three in the morning and we aren't making progress, I—.. I'm just going to... go."

You made the move to slide off the sofa, but Azuma's hand was surprisingly fast when he took your wrist in his fingers, preventing you from moving another inch.

"Did I complain? I let you in because I wanted to help." Azuma laughed, pulling you back onto the couch and tugging you into his proximity. He didn't let go of your wrist. "It doesn't matter how long it takes for it to work. I'm listening."

"I don't want to bother you." You shook your head again, but didn't pull away. You were having a difficult time rejecting Azuma, and the smile he was wearing tonight made you wonder if you truly did want to leave.

"Oh, please." It was odd to hear Azuma sigh in exasperation, but the smile still remained. He stood up from the couch then, pulling you along until the both of your had reached his bed. He then flipped the duvet over to expose the pure white sheets beneath and motioned for you to enter. "You can bother me anytime."

His usually playful lilt wasn't there. It hadn't shown up the whole time during your short visit and you didn't notice until now.

"What does bother me is that look on your face," he chuckles, leading you into his bed, "like a sad puppy. It leaves a bad taste in my mouth."

"I didn't know I was making a face." You murmured. You couldn't refuse joining him in his bed though as it looked so soft.. You crawled in and pushed yourself onto the farthest side of the mattress, your body being enveloped by the cool, white duvet.

You sighed at the weight of it on your body and pressed your cheek into one of the very many pillows that littered his bed, watching as Azuma joined you with a kind smile.

He didn't lay right next to you, instead opting to prop himself up on his elbow again to look down at your bleak visage. He was slim, you noticed, as the shape of his body entered your periphery. His waist was tiny and he had lovely hips, arms slender with creamy white skin.

You would have mistaken him for a pretty woman had he not identified himself as a male.

"Mind telling me what you've been thinking about lately?" His tone had gone down to a low whisper, surprising you with the timbre that laced with his voice.

"....I don't know.." You whispered in kind, trying to filter through your thoughts to see what was really bothering you.

You listed off the mundane things that had happened the past week, talking about the little trips and falls you took and the embarrassing moments that still lingered in your mind. You talked about how you didn't get to eat since the afternoon and how you haven't seen any of the actors around lately due to your busy schedule.

As you rambled on about what you could barely remember happening, Azuma listened to it all. He listened to every single word that left your mouth and nodded along to let you know he was still there with you, his fingers coming up to brush away the strands of hair that obscured your face.

"Are you sure that's all?" He prodded gently. His lithe fingers tucked your hair behind your ear before enveloping the side of your face with his palm, thumb a comforting drag along your cheek.

And it was in that moment that you realised what was wrong.

You were lonely and you were tired. So, so, tired.

The action of having someone hold your face in their hands was foreign to you, and when you felt the light tickle of his fingertips against your skin.. you felt a strange, cold but at the same time warm feeling seep into your heart.

"I missed the physical contact.." You mumbled slowly, your breath hitching with emotion when his thumb caressed the spot beneath your eye with affection. "Taking care of others made me tired.."

"I-I wanted to be held. Even just for a little while." You continued, voice shaky. You felt your breath tremble while at the same felt your throat closing. You were choking up and the tears were coming in hot and fast.

The back of his fingers were light against your face as he brushed away the tears from your face, his smiling eyes now looking on with empathy. Seeing your desolate face, tinged with red; it didn't sit right with him.

He understood what you meant. Craving the touch of someone, no matter what kind.. He'd ask for it, beg for it.. cry for it. He took comfort in people's bodies back then, but the ache in his heart never once lifted.

To be surrounded by so many people, but still feel cold and alone.. it truly was a curse.

To lose everything, to gain something, but not once feel the change in your heart— of course you'd question your feelings. Your mind was scrambled, you were hopping from place to place; you had no time to take a break and indulge yourself with something or someone.

You felt lonely as everyone else did their own thing.

But here Azuma was, offering you his time and his bed to help, and you couldn't be any more grateful.

"That's what I wanted to hear." He sighed softly, removing his hand from your face to curl his arm around the middle of your back. He pulled you in closer until your face was a few inches away from his chest, and his hand came back to affectionately rub your cheek.

"I was hoping you'd say something like that.. You've been shrinking in on yourself lately." He whispered and let his head lift from his hand to dip down and kiss your forehead, lips like a butterfly's wings against your skin.

"You were hugging yourself every time I saw you this past week." He chuckled next, letting you throw your arm around his waist while your nose pressed into the spot between his collarbones, your tears staining his skin and his shirt.

Another sigh. He slipped his arm under your neck to hold your shoulders, his hand combing through the hair at the back of your head while the other curled around your back, his hand cupping your waist.

"I'm tired.." You whispered against his collarbone as he brought the duvet up and covered your bodies in the cloud that it was.

His hum was low, nodding as he held you tighter to his chest. Your breathing was coming to a slow as he murmured about the things that he appreciated about you, his mouth tickling the crown of your head while he kissed your hair.

"It's okay. Go to sleep now.." He crooned, the tips of his fingers massaging your scalp as your eyelids finally fell shut.

And you slept in the comfort of his arms as he watched for hours, making sure no nightmares plagued you until the sun came to rise.