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akira kurusu x fem. reader

12 months to fall

general notes: unedited; both akira and the reader are in their 20s; the story takes place in roughly the south-eastern part of the united states (think north carolina, tennessee, virginia, etc)

{ caught in a river of records and dreams | oh, will you keep up with me? | everyone's looking for someone to hold | but i can't let you go... }

{ 2019 }

september

the fresh scent of autumn was in the air, and there was an excitement felt coursing through your veins. you were eager to start your first milestone here, your university life at the ripe age of 20.

your university was well-known, despite it being in the middle of a small town. it accepted thousands upon thousands of students each year, and you were proud to be one of them. the campus was gorgeous, and you found yourself being distracted by the various trees planted throughout it and they way the leaves changed colors. as you looked around, your breath was immediately taken away at the sight of a grand oak tree settled a few feet away.

it was as though you were drawn to it, the colors reminding you of a fiery sunset as you seemed to gravitate toward it without even a second thought. the moment you stood beneath it, you allowed your hands to gently touch at the orange leaves, not realizing such beauty could exist.

you were stuck admiring the tree for an unknown amount of time, becoming aware of someone who stood in your periphery. you said nothing to the stranger, just continued to admire the branches of the oak tree when a soft voice was heard.

"i did not realize it would be so beautiful here."

what caught you off guard was the faint traces of an accent beneath his tone. being filled with a curiosity, you look to your right to see what had to be the most beautiful young man you had ever laid eyes on.

he had wavy, ebony locks of hair and wore a pair of glasses that covered his stormy, grey eyes. he was tall and lanky, but you had a hunch that he was much stronger than he looked as you trailed your eyes down his form before looking back at his eyes. his full lips were halfway parted as he met your gaze, not once breaking eye contact with you, and the intensity of his stare was enough to make your cheeks heat up in response.

your heart was pounding, and you felt shy suddenly, unable to hold his gaze as you looked away from him. "y-yes, i've seen the leaves changing colors before, but not with such bright intensity."

you wanted to talk to this perfect stranger some more, but was cut off when your alarm went off from the confines of your bag. with a gasp, you hastily take your phone out to see the time read 9:00am, meaning you had fifteen minutes to get to your first class of the day.

letting out a tiny curse, you were about to say your goodbyes to this perfect stranger when he stops you, placing his hand on your wrist. "w-wait, don't go, i-i'm a bit lost and am unsure of where to go for my first class of the day."

you ask him what class he had, and when he says the same name of your first class of the morning, you gave him a wide smile and take a hold of his hand.

"that's perfect, we share the first class together then. come with me, i'll take you."

without giving it a second thought, you take a hold of his hand and interlock your fingertips together with his, unaware of the way the slightest dust of pink was seen settled against his cheek.

october

akira kurusu was his name, and you found out that he had come to your university as an exchange student, where he would spend a year learning about what being a student was like here in the u.s. he tells you about how he spent most of his life growing up in a small town and how due to certain circumstances, he had to spend his second year of high school in the big city.

when you asked him why he had to move at such an odd place in time, a strange look of discomfort fell over him, with akira telling you it was just something he had to do. his tone was closed off, and it was clear that he didn't wish to talk about it.

wanting to change the subject for his sake, you asked about his desire to come here to the states and was relieved when you heard him perk up once more. you spent some time enjoying a warm cup of coffee at your university's café, wishing to get to know akira better as he spoke about his interests. you felt awkward, trying to determine how akira wanted you to address him as, since you knew that in japan, many people referred to there peers by their last name. for the past couple of weeks, you have been referring to akira by his surname, but the strange glint in his eyes each time you called him kurusu made him feel too distant from you.

when you told akira about this concern, akira simply smiled at you, "you may call me akira, since i see you as a friend... well, my only friend here, really."

he was truly such a sweet and intelligent young man, telling you about how he held an interest in learning and taught himself english when he was a teenager.

you compliment him on his drive and how flawlessly he spoke. "seriously, english is a really tough language to learn, so i'm so proud of you and your hard work ku- i-i mean, a-akira."

you found yourself stuttering when you said his name, tasting it on the tip your tongue for the first time. akira's eyes widen the moment he hears you say his name, and you could have sworn you say a light tinge of pink against his cheeks.

seemingly embarrassed, akira lets out a cough before holding his cup of coffee, taking a sip of it so as to distract himself. he was acting a bit...strange- flustered was more like it. and with akira being so flustered, it made your own cheeks heat up in response.

"i-i'm so sorry, did you prefer me to call you kurusu instead-"

"no!" akira begins to vehemently shake his head, setting down his cup of coffee as a genuine smile paints his soft features. "i-i actually like how my name sounds against your lips..."

akira keeps his grey eyes on you while murmuring your own name in response, the syllables being enough to make your heart pound in response, not quite getting used to the sound of his smooth voice saying your name.

and it was in that moment that you realized you liked how your name sounded against akira's lips as well.

november

"akira sounds like such a wonderful friend, sweetheart. you should invite him over for thanksgiving!"

"m-mom!" something about her suggestion makes your entire face heat up in embarrassment.

you were nearly done with the semester, and thanksgiving break was only a few days away. after you completed your exam, you would be free to return home and enjoy the holiday with your family. but your mother's suggestion made you consider inviting akira along.

"you said that your best friend is originally from japan, right? so it doesn't seem likely that he'll go back home for just a few days. me and your father would not mind if you invited him over."

the offer was truly tempting for you as you chewed on your bottom lip, considering it. it didn't feel right to leave akira all alone when at least 90% of the school would be leaving to go back home to their families. just picturing akira all alone in his dorm room made your heart ache, and with your mother's permission, you figured having akira join you for thanksgiving would be needed.

you spend a few more minutes talking to your mother before hanging up the phone. going through your messages, you click on akira's name, the pad of your thumbs poised over the keyboard as you thought of what to say to him. as if akira himself had read your mind, you see a new text pop up from him that reads:

akira 🤓 📖 : [ hey, are you free right now? i just bought some hot cocoa for us! can i come over? ]

you 🌅 : [ YES! my roomie just left yesterday since she didn't have to take any exams. i'm all alone rn and it's kinda freaky here 😭 ]

akira 🤓 📖 : [ alright, i'll be over in a minute ❤️ ]

you felt butterflies erupt all across your abdomen upon seeing his little heart at the end, with you seeming to read his text over and over again.

you would be lying if you said that you hadn't developed a slight crush on akira kurusu. after all, he was just so soft and sweet. he gave off the aura of being the classic boy-next-door, and you wondered why he wasn't seeing anyone or was already taken.

recalling the moment you had studied with him just a few weeks ago, you brought up his relationship status out of pure curiosity (ignoring the fact that you were beginning to catch feelings for him) and was shocked to find out that he was still single.

"i was seeing someone when i was 16 and at shujin, but when i had to move back home, we had to end it. we're still on good terms though, and i consider them to be a great friend to this day!"

the familiar sensation of butterflies was felt coursing through you at the thought of akira being single, making you feel like you truly had a chance with him. however, a part of you was reluctant to truly tell him how you feel, not wishing to destroy this perfect friendship you had already developed with him.

so despite how you felt, you held back your feelings for him, wanting to cherish what you already had with such a sweet guy like akira.

a sudden knock at your door breaks you out of your prior reveries pertaining to akira, with you alerting your guest that you were coming. with an excited bounce in your step, you unlock your door to see your goofy and cheerful best friend holding up two warm cups of hot cocoa with a warm smile on his face before coming in.

"hey tr- i-i mean..." akira coughs, clearing his throat before referring you to your name. the strangeness of it all was enough to make your head tilt in question, but you ultimately decided against it. with a smile on your face, you take the hot cocoa from akira's hands while taking a sip of it. with you sighing dreamily at the taste, you beckon akira to follow you before settling yourself on the couch.

you fall into easy conversation when akira joins you, being so comfortable around each other that you had no reason to hide your true self from him. as you listened to akira speak, you felt the burning sensation creeping up against your throat.

you really wanted to ask akira if he would join you for thanksgiving, but you weren't sure if he would accept. he seemed like a very reserved person, and you didn't wish to scare him off with the plethora of family members that were bound to be in your home. but at the same time, you didn't particularly enjoy the thought of akira being all alone, either.

a soft voice calling your name coupled along with a hand being waved in front of you breaks you out of your thoughts as you see akira looking at you with concern. "are you okay? you seem out of it. is something bothering you? you know you can always talk to me about it."

the reassuring smile on akira's face was what finally gave you the courage to ask him. so, taking a deep breath, you clenched your eyes shut and told him, "m-my parents said that this was okay, but, if you can, would you like to come back home with me and spend thanksgiving with me and my family?"

the silence seemed deafening, and you were still feeling too anxious to open your eyes and meet his gaze. only when you heard the melodious sound of his laughter did you open your eyes.

the expression akira was giving you was making your heart race, with his eyes looking at you with such fondness that you found it harder to breathe. his gentle chuckle continues on for a few more seconds before he leans forward, reaching out a hand to softly grace at your cheek with the back of his hand.

"are you sure i won't intrude on your time with your family?"

you shake your head in response, feeling as though the air was sapped from your lungs the moment you witness his smile once more.

"then... if you'll have me, i don't mind spending thanksgiving break surrounded by you and your loved ones..."

december

letting akira experience thanksgiving at your household was a bit chaotic, yet so much fun at the same time. during the entire day, your parents and extended family welcomed your friend with open arms, and they had a blast learning about his culture with akira doing the same.

you were incredibly happy that akira enjoyed a lot of the foods that were piled high upon his plate, and the amount of leftovers that were still available the next day. it was so refreshing to see akira smiling so much while genuinely having such a great time.

after your finals were completed during the second week of december, you were shocked to find how quickly time was passing by, with your first semester already completed and christmas just a few days away. your parents had decided to spend the holidays up north where your grandparents resided, and you decided to stay back and spend it with akira.

when you broke the news to your mother over the phone, she seemed to understand why you wished to spend some time with akira and not leave him all alone on christmas day. she tells you how sweet he was and that she was happy for you, which in turn made you break out into a wide grin when you told her that you were only just friends with him.

yet the slight trill heard in her laughter let you know that she did not believe a single word that you said.

but truth be told, you didn't believe yourself, either.

when you told akira that you would be staying on campus, too, he gave you the brightest smile while giving you an unexpected hug. you could feel your eyes widen, taking in the scent of his cologne mixed in with coffee and something slightly spicy and sweet, like cinnamon, while returning his hug.

after a few seconds, he lets go of you while placing his hands on your shoulders. "that means we can spend christmas in my dorm. when midnight hits on the 24, come on over and we can celebrate together."

akira's excitement was palatable, and you found yourself smiling along with him while giving him an eager nod. "yes, i'll come over when midnight hits. should i make anything, or...?"

akira shakes his head before giving you a tiny smile. "there's no need, i've got everything covered. all you need to do is come by my dorm at midnight, got it?"

"got it."

you and akira still spent some time together up until the day before christmas. because he wanted to 'surprise' you, you did not get a chance to see him today, which gave you some time to wrap your present for him.

for some odd reason, akira had a deep fascination and love for arséne lupin, the gentleman thief. he often told you that his interest in learning english was to read the translated works of maurice leblanc, and that the surname leblanc held a deep meaning for him. so before finals began, you explored your local bookstore and was excited to find a leather bound copy arséne lupin, gentleman burglar.

knowing that this was the perfect gift for akira, you began wrapping the novel with a wide smile on your face. as you continued to wrap his gift, you slowly began to realize just how deeply you felt for akira, and the feelings you harbored for him were beginning to morph into something stronger than just a mere crush.

you were beginning to fall for him... hard.

once the present was completely wrapped, you looked at the time on your phone to see a text from akira:

akira 🤓 📖 : [ hey, so good news! i already completed my preparations. do you want to come over right now? ]

you found yourself smiling as you looked at the time on your phone.

you 🌅 : [ it's only 8pm. isn't it a bit too early?? ]

akira 🤓 📖 : [ yeah, i know lol but i really want to see you right now... ]

your heart was felt palpitating again, filling you with a warmth after seeing akira's text. as you chewed on your bottom lip, you began to grin before replying:

you 🌅 : [ i'll be there in 10 minutes. ]

akira 🤓 📖 liked your message.

since it was a bit cold outside, you threw on some tight fitting sweats along with a shirt and your favorite sweater, completing the look with your worn converses as you grabbed your bag and akira's present. placing the present within the confines of your bag, you fix your hair and grabbed your keys before making your way towards his dorm.

arriving in just a few minutes, you knock on akira's door, hearing some shuffling from behind as it opens just a few seconds later, revealing akira himself.

his face seemed flushed as he let out a breathless sigh of your name, welcoming you inside as he quickly beckons you to come closer. "here, come in and warm up. i've already got some dinner ready, too."

"oh wow, did you make me some curry? or omurice?" you giggle, taking off your shoes as you admired the cute cut out snowflakes hanging from the ceiling and the string of christmas lights strewn throughout the apartment.

as you admired the decorations, your eyes trail down towards the dining room table to find a bucket of fried chicken and a pure white cake settled on top of it. "what? fried chicken and cake?" you begin to giggle as you set your bag on the couch before following akira into the kitchen as he grabbed some plates.

although you knew that both of these foods were delicious, you wouldn't say that this was your typical christmas eve / christmas day meal. yet akira seemed excited all the same, "oh trust me, back home, when me and my old friends are able to spend christmas together, we would eat this and just have a good time."

the eagerness heard in his voice makes you smile, and you take one of the plates before settling yourself across from him on the table. you take some pieces of chicken while akira does the same, biting into it as you moaned at how good it tasted. "hmm, maybe you're on to something, akira. having fried chicken on christmas eve is pretty tasty."

"right? truly, i can't get enough of this."

you spoke to akira about his friends and family, and despite how he seemed to share so many fond memories with them, you could sense that he was keeping something hidden from you, something that would make his stories feel a bit more complete.

even though you held some suspicions about what akira was telling you, you allowed it to slide again since you were certain that if he wanted to tell you more, then he would do so when he was ready. you weren't going to be a bad friend and demand things from him that he wasn't ready to give.

after your delicious dinner of fried chicken, akira shares a thick slice of cake with you as you enjoyed how soft and fluffy it was. the frosting was addicting, and you were filled with so much happiness that you wanted akira to feel the same.

"hey aki?"

"hm?" akira looks away from his cake to see you getting up to take your bag. as you rummage through it, you brought out akira's gift. the two of you were completely silent as you sat back down and slid the gift across the table for him to take.

"i-it's not much, but today has been so much fun that i...i wanted to do something for y-you, too."

you watch with bated breath as akira takes the gift and carefully unwraps his. his fingertips work meticulously, and it was as though he didn't wish to tear apart the wrapping as he slowly revealed the leather bound copy of arséne lupin, gentleman burglar.

his grey eyes displayed no emotion, and you were afraid that he hated your gift. your heart was torn now, reaching out to him when he suddenly stands to walk away from you.

an iciness was felt coursing through your veins, and you felt the contents of your food swirling within your stomach, making you nauseous. your breathing became labored and you swore that you wanted to do nothing more than to get out of here, to run far away as you possible could-

yet that impulsive sensation dissipates into thin air when akira comes back with his own wrapped gift in his hands. he says nothing, simply returning to his seat settled across from you before sliding the present towards you.

all you could hear was the blushing rushing through your head as your shaky hands take the present. with careful movements, you unwrap the gift to see a slender velvet box settled on the palm of your hand. as you open up the box, you gasp upon seeing a glittering silver necklace with a snowflake pendant glimmering beneath the light.

"a treasure for my treasure." akira's voice was suddenly heard directly beside you, and you watch as his slender hands take the necklace out of the confines of its box.

you tried to keep your breathing even, yet you couldn't stop your heart from racing within your chest. you were becoming flustered, and when akira finished fastening the necklace around your neck did you finally turn around to look at him.

he wore a wide smile before leaning down closer to you. "c-can i kiss you?"

you could only manage a nod, sliding your eyes shut when you felt akira's soft lips press against yours in an achingly gentle, but sweet kiss. your first kiss with him wasn't demanding or forceful, but something that was soft and oh so giving.

after sharing a few more kisses with him did akira finally rest his forehead against yours.

while shakily saying your name, he asks, "will you be... mine?"

you would be a fool not to accept his confession.

january

time truly does go by so fast when you're having fun-

or when you're in love.

the moment you and akira became a couple on christmas eve was the best moment of your life. you had been so drawn to akira from the start and you were truly floating on cloud 9.

despite his departure looming above you, you decided to ignore such feelings of dread the moment akira must return back to japan in august. all you wanted to do was bask in the moment and spend as much time as you could with akira.

it was the evening after your first day of classes, the start of your spring semester when akira came over to your dorm to watch some movies with you on your laptop. you had a quick meal of instant ramen and put on a light, comedic film to enjoy.

you could feel akira cuddling you from behind, playing with your strands of hair briefly before softly calling your name.

"do you still want to know why i spent a year at a different school?"

you furrow your eyes a bit, reaching over towards your laptop to pause the movie. wanting to give akira your full attention, you turn around so that you were facing him, eyes glimmering with love while giving him a nod.

"yes, of course. if you trust me enough to talk about it, then yes."

he sighs before placing a kiss against your forehead. "i was sent to a different school because i was put on probation for a year, and my old school had kicked me out due to my then... criminal record."

your eyes were wide at this point, not believing that someone like akira could ever have a criminal record. akira knew what you were thinking and decided to hold you even closer to him. "i know i know. it's crazy, right? but all i wanted was to help her."

he then tells you the reasoning for his arrest, which involved a corrupt politician forcing a woman to go home with him. he didn't want the woman to do something that made her uncomfortable, and when he tried to move the man away from her, he fell due to his inebriated state.

because he was so powerful, no one believed akira when he told the cops the man had fallen by himself and was promptly arrested on the scene. you hear the way akira's voice cracked, knowing how traumatic it must have been for him as you slowly reached out to comfort him.

"oh, akira... i'm so sorry. it must have been so hard on you..."

you feel akira embrace you tightly while letting out a humorless laugh, "trust me, treasure, i've been through so much worse."

not wanting akira to be in pain, you gently frame at his face, making him face you as you could see the tears glimmering within his grey eyes. not saying a word, you leaned in to kiss him, tasting the saltiness of his tears against your lips, allowing akira to cling to you for comfort.

february

you never believed in celebrating valentine's day...

that is, until now.

you knew that it was customary in japan to make chocolates to display your romantic interest in a boy, but would it hold the same meaning if you were already in a relationship with akira?

in the end, you decided that it didn't matter, that as long as it made him happy, then you'd do something as ridiculous as making homemade chocolates for the first time just for him.

after sending akira a text that you were busy doing a project with one of your classmates (a complete lie), you spent the whole day gathering ingredients to make some chocolates for akira on this special day. while everyone else was spending it by going out to a dinner and a movie, you wanted to give akira a more traditional experience.

he told you valentine's day was kind of a big deal back where he was from and that there were many ways to celebrate it. anyone could celebrate valentine's day in either a platonic or romantic manner.

when you teased akira, asking if he got a lot of confession chocolates back when he was younger and you saw the way his face lit up in a blush was when you began laughing before kissing his cheek, commenting on how cute he was when he suddenly tackled you to the couch and began littering your face with kisses.

with the memory of that day fueling you, you put your entire heart and soul into the chocolates, following the recipe you found to the best of your abilities. a few hours later, you were able to make a decent amount of chocolate squares before individually wrapping them in cellophane and ribbons.

"whew." by the end of it all, you were sweating a bit, looking down at your basket of chocolates wrapped in a variety of different colors. it sure looked pretty, and you just hoped that it tasted even a little decent.

wishing to surprise akira, you take your basket and begin making your trek towards akira's dorm. with your heart pounding in anticipation, you knock on his door, hoping that his roommate was out and that you could spend some time with akira.

within a few seconds, you saw the door unlock with akira giving you a shocked expression. "i thought you had to do a project?"

you shake your head while holding up the basket of chocolates for him to take. "happy valentine's day, akira!"

he takes the basket of chocolates with an awed expression on his face, and you were in the midst of explaining, "now normally, i don't celebrate valentine's day at all, but i figured this would make you really happy. so, i tried to make some homemade chocolate and-"

you were cut off when akira takes a hold of your hand and crashes his lips into yours, kissing you with such fervor that it takes your breath away.

even if your chocolates may not be as sweet as you wanted it to be, akira's kisses made up for it by far.

march

akira 🤓 📖 ❤️ : [ meet me at our usual cafe, i have a surprise for you. ]

today was march 14, and you had just got out of your last class for the day when akira texted you. excited to see him again, you tell him that you were on your way and began walking toward the café with a bounce in your step.

upon entering the café, you saw akira settled on one of the tables in the corner and immediately went over to greet him. he sees you and takes you in his arms, giving you a quick kiss before gesturing at you to take a seat.

"i've got a surprise for you." he slides your favorite drink over to you, and you took a sip while basking in the warm flavor of your favorite coffee.

"mhmm, go on."

"you know the planetarium exhibit that just opened recently? well, i got us some tickets for it." akira was brimming with excitement now, completely and utterly excited for your date.

"wha- no way! that's so amazing aki! i've been dying to see it, too!" you talk about the rest of your plans for the night before akira quickly ushers you out of the café, "come on, let's get ready together, and we can enjoy our date."

with one last kiss, you tell akira that you'd meet him in the next couple of hours before heading back into your dorm to get ready. deciding to take a quick shower, you do so and make sure to clean yourself thoroughly, wanting to feel refreshed during your date with akira.

when you were done with your shower, you kept the towel wrapped around your body as you rummaged through your drawers and closet for something cute to wear. your roommate heard you pacing back and forth in your room and decides to check on you.

she knocks on your wall, catching your attention while smiling at you. "hey there, what's gotten you so jittery?"

"akira just planned the cutest and most thoughtful date for us, and i'm having trouble deciding what to wear."

you listen as your roommate lets out a hum, looking through your closet before picking out a single article of clothing. one by one, she settles the pieces on your bed before gesturing her hand out, "there we go, i think if you go with this style, it would suit you extremely well."

she gives you a wink before heading out of your room, "have fun on your date, and you can thank me later!"

you look down at all the clothes your roommate had chosen for you, only to realize that she was right-

this style was perfect for your date tonight.

you would definitely need to find a way to thank her someday.

{ ... }

when it was time for your date with akira, you met him outside of the café while dressed in the outfit your roommate had picked out for you. he seemed stunned upon seeing you for a brief moment before snapping out of it. "you look ravishing, my love."

akira meets you halfway to press a kiss against your lips, earning the widest smile from you. you wrap your arms together with his, remaining close to him as you both made your way towards the planetarium.

the walk was uneventful, but calm, with a small crowd forming outside of the building. you stood in line with akira, remaining close by his side as you rested your head against his shoulders, ready to enjoy this night with your beloved by your side.

{ ... }

after exploring the planetarium exhibit, you were left in a dreamlike state, completely mesmerized by all the beauty the universe had to offer. it was incredible to be surrounded by a sea of stars, and you were so happy akira shared this experience with you.

before you left the exhibit, akira told you to wait for him and that he'll be back in a moment. you give him a nod while standing off to the side of the exit, not questioning where akira needed to go as you browsed through your phone to pass the time.

about ten minutes later, you saw akira approach you, and that's when you lifted you head while letting out a gasp.

settled within akira's arms was a grand bouquet of roses that held a plethora of colors as its petals. a wave of emotion goes through you upon seeing the bouquet of rainbow roses, the sight so lovely that your heart ached.

"a-akira..."

"happy white day, treasure. you've made me so happy on valentine's day that i knew i had to do something equally amazing, just to show you how much i love you."

you gasp upon hearing those three special words, hands shaking as you reached out to take the bouquet or roses from his grasps. with tears streaming down your face, you grip akira from the collar of his shirt, pulling him closer as you shared yet another kiss to celebrate this amazing night.

when the need for air proved to be too much for you, akira pulls away while gently caressing at your cheek. he places one final kiss against your forehead before taking a hold of your hand. "come on, let's enjoy our night together and have some dinner. i reserved a place and would really like to try it..."

you were so incredibly happy, hugging your bouquet or roses close to you while praying that this night would never end.

april

the semester seemed to take a turn for the worst as you began to feel even more stressed out than usual with your upcoming finals as you struggled to stay afloat while amidst all the assignments.

it felt as though you were drowning, becoming so overwhelmed with everything you had to do before your spring semester ended.

and this afternoon was no better for you.

as you tried to look through your notes while typing out your study guide for one of your classes, you felt a sharp pain at the front of your head. you could feel the pinpricks of a migraine beginning to form, and you were so tired and stressed- but you needed to get this done.

letting out a shaky sigh, your hands were poised against the keyboard of your laptop once more, ready to continue typing when a sudden presence standing in front of you stops you.

"akira? what are you doing here?"

he says nothing, simply closes your laptop shut as words or protests begin forming against your lips. before you could say a word, akira ends up taking you away from your laptop and textbooks, leading you back to your room and on top of your twin sized bed.

it was a tight fit, but akira manages to lay in bed with you, holding you against his chest while gently playing with the strands of your hair. "your roommate texted me, telling me how much you were practically killing yourself with your studying."

"ugh, she's being dramatic." you groan while burying your face within his chest. "i just... have so much to do and so little time. i can't afford to-"

"you need to rest, love." akira brushes his lips against your hair, "and i will not take no as an answer."

"but-"

akira then pulls away from you, placing his lips on yours, successfully silencing you with a kiss.

"no buts, either. this is the plan... you are going to take a much needed nap with me, and when we wake up, i'll order some takeout, then we'll study together, okay?"

"okay..." was your weak reply, letting out a yawn as you fell against him, allowing your heavy eyelids to finally close. with the exhaustion felt coursing through your veins, you shut your eyes and bask in akira's warmth, feeling all of your stress melting away whilst in his arms.

may

akira's birthday was coming up, and you wanted to surprise him with a scrapbook of some sort, one that contained all of his beloved memories.

akira had no idea what your plans were, and he was currently away from his dorm to work on a group project at the library. he trusts you enough to leave you alone in his room, and you were happy for that fact.

but you wanted to make something as a type of memento for him. you had already printed out most of the pictures you had saved on your phone, but wanted to include some pictures he had of him in his hometown, if at all possible.

as you were rummaging through his room, your eyes fell onto his desk as you opened a random drawer. in it, you were surprised to find what looked like a diary with a bunch of pictures and online articles settled beneath it.

you open the diary, but could not make sense of anything that was written due to the fact that it was entirely in japanese. with a shake of your head, you place the diary to the side and look through the stack of papers beneath it.

in it, you could see a few printed pages of what appears to be an online forum called the PHAN-SITE. you caught a few other english phrases here and there, but the vast majority of it was in japanese. fueled by curiosity now, you continue rummaging through before coming across a few pictures that depicted the same group of people.

upon seeing akira standing amidst what you assumed to be his friends, you pick up the picture to admire it. they seemed to be standing in the middle of the city, and a black cat was seen settled on akira's shoulders as they were all smiling at the camera.

keeping the picture to the side, you saw something else that catches your attention. it was another article that you couldn't make out and read, yet it was the grainy, black and white photo that caught your attention.

picking up the article to get a better glimpse of the man in the picture, you saw the familiar waves of messy, black hair with a bird-like domino mask that covered his eyes. your heart was racing as goosebumps were felt all across your skin.

your hands were shaking now as you trailed your eyes over to the bolded letters settled at the top of the page.

THE PHANTOM THIEVES OF HEART STRIKES AGAIN!

the headline was enough to make you feel a bit unsteady, landing on akira's bed as you stared blankly at the online article. you were well aware of this strange phenomenon, of corrupted adults in japan having their lives changed because of this strange group of thieves.

you always found it odd that this phenomenon only occurred in japan, and was even becoming excited at the thought of the phantom thieves coming here. they were all everyone was talking about, even yourself.

so, why did akira have so many articles pertaining to them? was he once an avid fan like you were?

or could he possibly be-

that was when an epiphany hits you, with you realizing that perhaps, akira was once part of the phantom thieves of heart. you did a double take and look back at the picture featured on the article, and it was no denying of the fact that this had to be akira back in his youth.

why else would he hold on to these articles?

"hey treasure, i'm home. sorry if i kept you...waiting?"

the moment akira sees you holding on to one of the articles pertaining to the phantom thieves, he takes quick strides and rips the page out of your hand, nearly giving you a paper cut in response.

akira does not meet your gaze, and you could feel the guilt coursing through your veins at upsetting him. "i-i'm sorry, i was just trying to find hints on what to get you for your birthday and i got... carried away."

your boyfriend appeared to be close to breaking down, unable to meet your gaze as he bites down on his bottom lip.

"i... i really was going to tell you... i didn't want you to find out like this."

you stand back to your full height while brushing back his strands of hair, revealing his grey eyes to you. "you can trust me; you can tell me anything, and i'll still love you."

akira clenches his eyes shut before bringing you into his arms. he crushes you against him before laying down in bed with you. it was then that he spent the next several hours telling you everything, how his unjust arrest lead him and his friends to start a revolution of sorts in order to change the corrupt world around them.

the moment akira finishes telling his story, you felt your heart grow, filled with an unconditional love for him. kissing his own forehead in response, you tell him how proud you are of him for remaining so strong and for fighting for what he believed in.

akira remains silent with tears running down his face, holding you close to him as he buries your face within the curve of your neck, finding comfort in your warmth and mere presence.

june

it was finally summer break and today was akira's birthday, the day you were looking forward to celebrating the most with your beloved boyfriend.

you decided to keep this day simple and sweet, with akira staying in the dorms for a few more months before he had to go back home.

you didn't want to think about his homecoming, knowing that you would be in tears the moment he had to leave.

so instead, you focused on making this the perfect day for akira, baking him a small cake mixed in with some sprinkles in the batter. because you wanted this to be a relaxing and intimate birthday, you already had plans to order his favorite food and have it delivered around dinnertime.

with his cake finished, you spent the day spoiling him, singing happy birthday to akira while watching him make a wish before blowing out the candles.

"so what did you wish for?" you ask him with a teasing smile on your face. akira responds with his signature laugh, bringing you closer to him as he presses a kiss against your lips.

"sorry treasure, that i cannot tell you, for if i told you, then it wouldn't come true."

you roll your eyes at him, but relent, giving the tip of his nose a kiss before spoiling him even more with cuddles.

when evening came, you and akira were in the middle of enjoying your dinner. you had given him his first gift earlier, another journal and a sleek looking watch that he was currently wearing. you hadn't given him your last gift yet, wanting to wait for the perfect moment to do so.

and now, you finally had the perfect chance to give him your last gift.

as akira places all the empty takeout cartons in the bin, you called out to him, holding the last present behind your back.

"aki, can you come here?"

"of course, love."

he wipes his hand on a towel, placing it to the side before stepping closer to you. "what is it?"

not daring to speak for fear of bursting into tears, you slowly reveal the last present to him. akira's eyes were wide and he tries to tell you, "babe, the journal and watch was more than enough-"

you shake your head, silently beckoning akira to take the final gift and open it. with a nod, he does so, accepting your final gift. as he carefully unwraps it, he unveils the scrapbook you had taken some time to make for him.

as if mesmerized by the captured memories, he sees on the very first page the group picture of he and his friends that you had seen within his desk. and as he flipped the pages, that's when he saw all of the pictures you had taken together with him ever since you first started dating.

while akira flips through the pages was when you finally gathered the courage to speak,

"i made you this album consisting off all the pictures we took together... it took some time to extract them from my phone and print, b-but i truly wanted to give you something in hopes that you won't... that you won't ever forget about me."

when akira looks away from the scrapbook, he meets your gaze, and you could see the unshed tears glimmering within his steel grey eyes. he says your name, filled with emotion as he hugs you closer to him. "i could never forget you. i thought i had already felt love before, but that... that feeling is nothing to how i feel for you now."

he sets the scrapbook off to the side, framing your face with his two hands as you both began to cry. not caring about the tears that streamed down both of your faces, akira begins to kiss you deeply, crushing your body to his while holding you so tightly.

"whatever the future brings, it doesn't matter to me. because deep down in my heart, i know that i'll only love you and you alone."

akira begins to smile through his tears, using the pad of his thumb to wipe away at the moisture that streams down your eyes. "i promise you, i promise you that i'll never forget you, and that i'll always come back to you- always."

july

there were tears streaming down your face when you realized that akira had to return back to japan soon.

even though akira did everything he could to distract you from the inevitable, you still harbored such deep feelings of hurt.

you spent every day together, never once growing tired of each other. akira still cherished your gifts for him, making new memories with you as he filled the pages of his journal with details about you.

and despite how happy you felt, spending so much time with akira-

you were also feeling so hurt and miserable as well.

it was one of those nights where you began to feel sad once more, crying in akira's arms as he gently comforted you throughout the night.

"ssh, it's going to be alright. we'll see each other again, and i promise i'll text you and call you every day."

"i k-know that, aki, it's j-just." you could feel the tears brimming against your eyes again, "i can't let you go."

that was the final straw as you cried again, clinging to akira as a defeated sigh escapes from his parted lips.

"i can't let you go, either, treasure. ever since i met you, i feel as though my life has become so much brighter."

he whispers your name, catching your attention when your eyes met with his. wanting to do all he could to make you happy, he leans in and kisses you, not stopping as he wraps his arms around you, becoming a tangle of limbs in response.

you spent the whole night kissing and cuddling, basking in his whispers as you talked yourself into believing his promises of forever-

that what you had with akira was real, and that he would always come back to you.

august

you had no idea how you functioned without akira.

he had gone home on the exact date he was meant to leave, before the new semester began, and you did not wish to spend these final few weeks of summer alone. so, you went back home while trying to pretend that akira's absence didn't absolutely devastate you.

you hated the thousands of miles that stood between you and akira, and despite everything, you were glad that akira kept his end of the promise. even though there was also a huge difference in timezones, you did your best to make things work.

he would send you pictures in the middle of the night, and you could see how bright everything looked back at his hometown. he seemed happy in those pictures, being back with family and friends, yet even you could tell that his smile never could quite reach his eyes, always remaining tiny with the same glimmer of sadness in his gaze.

today, you woke up feeling groggy and admittedly, a bit upset. you texted akira first thing in the morning-

and had yet to get a reply back.

now, normally, you were able to brush it off, thinking he was busy doing some things with his family or friends. when this happens, akira always made sure to text you back within the next few hours, telling you about his day as you both fell back into an easy conversation.

so you waited...

and waited...

but there was still no reply from akira.

around dinner, once he finished eating, your father suddenly excused himself, telling you and your mother that he had a quick errand to run, and that he'll return in the next hour or so. you barely heard him, still picking at your scarcely eaten dinner. you weren't even aware of how your father had just left, making your mother worry a bit.

"sweetheart, is everything alright? you've barely eaten today, and it's so clear that something is upsetting you."

you trail your eyes towards your phone currently settled on the counter, still with no text from akira. "it's stupid, you probably might get mad at me for feeling upset."

"i won't get mad, honey. you can tell me what's bothering you."

you felt your mother reach out a hand to you, placing it on top of yours as you sighed and relented. "it's about akira. i texted him a few times, and he still hasn't replied to me. and i just- i'm worried that i may have done something to upset him."

your mother gives you a sympathetic expression, bringing you closer to her as she embraces you fully. "don't worry, my dear. i'm sure he'll get back to you soon. just think positive, okay?"

feeling pathetic, you refuse to allow the tears to fall as you angrily began to wipe the dampness away from your eyes. heeding her words, you follow her into the living room to take your mind off of your boyfriend, putting on a random show to pass time as you both waited for your father to come home.

roughly an hour later, you hear the sound of the door unlocking as your father enters your home with what looks like some luggage. you were frowning with confusion now, "dad, what's with the luggage? who's here?"

he merely smiles at you before gesturing outside. "it's your surprise, that's who's here."

you could feel the feelings of hope coursing through your veins, making you stand from your seat on the couch as you ran barefoot out into your driveway-

only to see akira standing there, smiling brightly at you.

letting out a sob of his name, you ran towards him and threw your arms around his neck, feeling the tears of joy streaming down your face as you embraced him tightly.

"y-you idiot! i was so worried about you..."

you listen to his soft laughter once more, feeling his lips press against your hair, "i'm sorry, i'm sorry, but i wanted to surprise you."

you pull away from him with a pout painted against your lips. "b-but, how? how are you here?"

akira continues to smile at you, leaning down to press a kiss against your lips before explaining, "i had your parents help me prepare for this surprise. despite how arduous the process was, i'm able to continue going to university with you."

"b-but-"

he cuts you off with another kiss, "no buts, and honestly, didn't i already tell you?"

akira basks in your presence, closing his eyes while keeping you in his arms, "i will always come back to you."

epilogue - present day

you were the first to awaken when you heard the sounds of your baby crying in the next room. filled with a panic only a mother would feel for her newborn child, you throw back your blankets and quickly rush towards her room.

you call out your daughter's name, only to see that her cries had become quieter the moment akira held her whilst rocking her back and forth. his tired grey eyes meets your gaze, and he manages to send you a tiny smile all while comforting your daughter.

the sight of akira pressing gentle kisses against his daughter's dark curls was enough to make your heart melt as you tiptoed into the room. you bask in the beauty of your husband and child cuddled together all while playfully frowning at the sight.

"i'm so jealous, our princess prefers you over me."

as if reacting to the sound of your voice, you watch as your daughter lets out a soft whine, her legs and tiny arms kicking as they desperately reached out to you. not wanting to upset her, you lean down to give her your finger, watching as she automatically relaxes within her father's embrace.

"don't be ridiculous, it's so obvious that she loves both of us equally."

akira lets out a soft chuckle, beckoning you to come closer to him. when you lean down is when akira gives you another kiss, making your heart flutter with excitement as you found yourself falling in love with him all over again.

after pulling away from akira, you both look down at your precious daughter, who was already asleep now that she was in the comfort and warmth of her father's arms, a sensation that you knew of all too well.

"akira kurusu, i am so happy to have met you all those years ago. you have been my soulmate from the start, and i will never take what we have for granted."

akira's eyes were seen becoming brighter, filled with a love and adoration that you were so used to seeing as he beckons you closer to kiss you once more.

"you took the words right out of my mouth, mrs. kurusu. you have given me the greatest treasure i could ever ask for, and for that, i am eternally yours."

a.n. - it has been so long since i have written a story for akira, and i really wanted to try this new oneshot format with the best boy in the entire world. this story was truly a labor of love, taking me around 8 hours and 9k+ words to complete this entire story. please forgive me for any mistakes, as it is still unedited 🥹 and please, do enjoy the long read ❤️

all stories are written by rei; reposts, translations, and plagiarism are not allowed.

#akira kurusu x reader #akira kurusu fluff #akira kurusu x you #akira kurusu imagine #akira kurusu #kurusu akira x reader #akira x reader #joker x reader #ren amamiya x reader #.stories

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vampi-fixx · 2 months

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akira fudo [devilman crybaby]

fluffy headcanons

—Akira is the biggest simp. He has several romantic notions about what a relationship should be like, and he’s excited to finally have someone to shower with love. Between his teenage years, when people would rarely glance his way romantically, and the years he spent adjusting to life as a devilman, when he was more focused on stopping the impeding apocalypse and holding onto his unrequited crush on Miki, he hasn't had much time to indulge in these sentiments. If you two are in a serious relationship, he is such a gentleman. He kneels down to tie your shoes for you, carries you on his back when you're too tired or drunk to do so yourself, and dotes on you when you're sick.

—That's not to say Akira is boring and predictable though. Akira brings a (shall we say) devilish character into any relationship. He's hyperactive (partly due to his demon side), and always suggesting you two go on motorcycle rides, or skinny dipping, or hiking, or camping. One of his favorites is: transforming into his devilman form and carrying you around in the skies. He's certainly not a man for the faint of heart.

—If you're more of a homebody, Akira can (begrudgingly) stay at home, but he will be competing with your phone or the TV for your attention. He's also not someone you can trust to sit still while you're taking selfies. The amount of times he's photobombed your photos is criminal (and for a handsome guy, Akira is 10/10 at making the most stupid faces).

—The biggest cuddle bug. This man acts like he'll die if he goes a day without touching you. He cuddles up to you anywhere, in any position. In public, he tones it down a bit, but he's still touchy—he has his arm flung over your shoulder loosely or his hand on your thigh under the table. In private, he enjoys being the big spoon, being able to slip behind you and hold you and remind himself that you're very much present in his arms. He's an absolute menace as an overnight cuddler though. He flings his arms over you and latches onto you, and you have to pry yourself out of his grasp if you need to move (it turns out devilmen also have unnatural strength in their sleep.) Not to mention he snores like crazy.

—Of course Akira notices that you borrow his hoodies, but rather than fuss about it, he lets you have them. He likes the way his clothes look on you. It also feeds into his possessive nature as a devilman. That is, until all his hoodies have mysteriously disappeared, and by then he has to confront you—not because he's mad, but because he finds it adorable.

"Is that mine?" he asks, knowing full well the answer as he curls an arm around you. The two of you are watching some mindless movie on the couch. "Maybe." "It's black." He points out. "I have black clothes, too." He raises a brow, grinning. "Doesn't look like your size." "I sized up. It's comfier." "I think..." He narrows his gaze. "I can still see the tag on it. Only Ryo spends that much on clothes. You sure that's not the sweater he gave me?" You bat your eyelashes at him innocently. Akira laughs, a full-bodied sound, as he hugs you to him. "It's not like I care. It looks good on you. You can keep it."

—You ask to use his phone one day and are surprised to see his lock screen—the most unflattering candid of you that you can fathom. You may or may not even be asleep in the photo, clearly drooling a bit. You pester him to change it, but he shrugs it off. It's not even a good quality picture, because when has Akira ever had the patience to take a good photo. But to your surprise he pockets his phone with a grin, shrugs casually and says. "But it's you. So it's perfect." (Still the sheer thought of how many people have seen his lock screen with you on it? Horrifying.)

—A very protective boyfriend, but it's honestly because he's aware of the dangers out there, whether that's other demons or humans with ill intentions. He doesn't demand to know where you are, but he will ask who you're going with, just to make sure you'll be safe. And honestly if he wanted to figure out where you are, Ryo tracks your phone so it would be a simple favor. He checks in on you throughout the night. Akira seems to have a sixth sense for knowing just when you need him the most, whether that's him showing up to stave off the advances of some weirdo or showing up as your designated driver. When it comes to demon hunting though, he can be obstinate. You're the last person he wants to put in danger, therefore you're sitting your ass at home.

—Speaking of.... as much as he’s drawn to the thrill of danger, you on the other hand will not be in any danger. He definitely doesn't let you walk home at night. He's offers to drive you everywhere, even though it involves his motorcycle. With you, it's not an option—he shoves the motorcycle helmet onto you despite your protests. What about Ryo? you ask. Ryo doesn't matter, a concussion wouldn't stop him from being the world's biggest smartass. You on other hand? He's all too aware of how much more fragile you are, how easily you bleed or bruise. And he'll be damned if he loses you.

—It takes awhile for your friends to come around to Akira due to his intimidating appearance. Not to mention the rumors that surround him due to his unique acquaintances ("That guy in all white he hangs out with... Is he part of the yakuza? Why does he carry guns around?" is one you often hear.) But Akira is a very much a Rottweiler boyfriend--scary on the outside, and an absolute sweetheart on the inside. After seeing him dote on you and show up to drive you home after work and after crazy nights out, they warm up to him. It helps that once you get to know Akira, he's really a dork.

—He namedrops you so many times in casual conversation that all his friends and family know about you before you’ve even met them. Before you’re even together honestly. When Akira has a crush, it's painfully obvious to everyone around him. You'll even catch Miki's parents asking if you're the person Akira keeps talking about, to which he replies with an embarrassed, "I-It's not like that at all!"

—The trauma of losing his parents has made him a bit paranoid about how quickly things can go south. When he's going somewhere he always makes sure to give you a goodbye hug and tell you how much he loves you. You never know.

—He wants to be the first to hear about your achievements and your successes. Honestly, he wished he had someone growing up to talk to about those things—the Makimuras were the closest he had, and of course he's thankful for their support and care, but it's not quite the same. He's your #1 fan.

—He literally hates having fights. The type of guy who starts tearing up if y'all have a real dispute. When things get too heated, Akira disengages, goes into a different room to calm down. The last thing he wants to do is fling hurtful words at you when he doesn't mean it. It also helps to calm down his tears.

—He would love to start a family with you. While he wouldn't want to pressure you to have one, he's ready. He's been ready. He's always wanted a family of his own. While the Makimuras practically raised him, the absence of his parents in his life really made him crave a stable family. Even just adopting a dog that the two of you can raise would bring Akira joy.

—He's a sentimental guy. He holds onto materialistic things that you give him--a sweater that's already started showing holes, a bracelet that's missing half its beads. Part of it stems from the fact that he struggles to let go. Even the shoes his mom would gift him every year, Akira tried holding onto them as long as he could.

—Akira attaches places to people. He doesn't remember things by their actual names, but refers to them as "our song," or "our restaurant," or “the first place we met” etc. It's quite endearing; it shows how often you are on his mind.

#akira fudo x reader #devilman crybaby x reader #dmcb x reader #akira x reader #tati writes

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randoimago · 10 months

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Hihi I lived/loved your Yosuke Hanamura and Akira Kurusu drabbles!! Could I can request a prompt of “i’ve been flirting with you for the last six months, thanks for noticing.” with either Akira Kurusu(p5( or Yosuke Hanamura [pick the easiest one to write no worries!] With a very dense reader who like their best friend?

“i’ve been flirting with you for the last six months, thanks for noticing.”

Fandom: Persona 5

Character(s): Akira Kurusu, Yosuke Hanamura

Type of Request: Headcanons

Note(s): Akira's social rank with you is just glitching because of the obliviousness 😂

I also love them both so why not both.

Yosuke

It's so obvious to everyone how much he likes you. Like he stopped flirting and commenting on other people because he wants you to finally notice the words he's been saying to you. His patience is wearing thin and he's honestly kind of afraid that you aren't saying anything about his flirting because you don't feel the same and are trying to save his feelings.

Eventually he just flat out says "I've been flirting with you for the last six months, thanks for noticing" with some sarcasm but also exasperation because S/O how can you be so oblivious? Feels like a huge weight was taken off of him when you say you like him too.

Honestly, he's just on cloud nine when you do finally become his S/O and start dating. He does his best to be the absolute loving boyfriend to you. He still makes comments and flirts, but he gets a bit shyer now that you two are actually dating. Still, he likes seeing the smile on your face when you actually understand he's flirting.

Akira

He's not subtle with his flirting. Constantly drops hints and tells you how cute you look even if you think you look like a slob (you're his slob). You get all kinds of presents from him and lots of winks and cheeky compliments. Yet you still haven't figured it out, it's kind of amusing to him.

One day you suddenly realize a pick-up line or something and ask him if it was a flirt, which causes him to chuckle and say "I've been flirting with you for the last six months, thanks for noticing" with a grin as you start putting the pieces together.

While he acts amused but is relieved that you did notice and you two can start dating because he was ready to just tell you his feelings straight up. Gladly pulls you into a hug (if you let him) and says that he'll flirt even more just so you don't miss out on anything else.

#persona 5 x reader #persona 4 x reader #akira kurusu x reader #akira x reader #yosuke x reader #yosuke hanamura x reader

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mystcirrus · 10 months

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hii! may i request akira kurusu x female reader where the reader wears akira’s clothing or shirt and he catches her wearing them? ( romantic ) :D have a good day 💓

It is criminal how long this has been in the drafts :( I apologise anon yet I hope you enjoy

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⭐️ akira x reader

Despite being the leader of the most renowned group of thieves in the world, Akira arguably had the most humble dress sense out of all the members. Only rocking his designer glasses, the rest of his attire remained honest and simple, perhaps out of habit to avoid standing out so much.

You had desperately tried to convince him to give you some of his clothing yet you were only met with a dismissive “next time”, or “they’re dirty”. Ascending the stairs of Leblanc’s attic, you scanned the familiar space for Akira’s presence to give him the pastries he so eagerly asked for on your way to the cafe.

Setting the goods on his organised crafting table, a flash of blue caught your attention amongst the bleakness of his room; at the edge of his bed sat an unfolded collared shirt practically calling your name.

You peeked your head down the stairs, double-checking the boy was nowhere to be seen and that Sojiro was still busy dealing with the strangely high volume of customers that seemed to be making a whole lot of noise over something.

“I mean, he’ll never know right?” you affirmed, holding onto the collar of the shirt. You layer it on over your already light vest top, covering up the printed design as you button up the seemingly inexpensive attire. Was he going somewhere tonight? It was quite unbecoming of him to leave his things about; perhaps he was in a rush. Your ruminations came to an end when you crossed the room to the mirror and admired your impromptu costume change.

You twisted your torso in the mirror, ogling the back side of the pressed shirt. “Well I’ll be damned. Boy’s got style I’ll give it to him.”

“Thank… you?”

Your head snapped towards the staircase, face slack jawed and dancing between horror and disbelief. Lo and behold, there Akira stood, barely moving himself as he takes in the scene before him.

“Welcome back?” Perhaps if you don’t mention it he won’t either. His previous dismissive nature on the subject admittedly made the situation more anxiety-inducing. But even in your shocked state you still notice the blush settling on his cheeks as he gives you a once-over.

Clearing his throat he walks deeper into his room. “I see someone’s gotten comfy already.”

His unrelenting gaze is not helping. At all. He’s just standing there with a stupid expression on his face that makes your heart rate do things it should be. You’re finding it hard to string a response together but manage to muster enough composure to bring explaining.

“I was just dropping off the stuff you asked for, and then I saw this on the bed and I kinda felt compelled to try it on.. sorry? I’ll take it off right now-“

“That won’t be necessary,” he begins, closing the distance between you two. “It looks great. You look great.” You raise your head to meet his eyes as he places a hand to the side of your face, the heat radiating from it making you feel slightly less embarrassed as his temperature was definitely higher than it usually is.

“Thanks…” you say. His surprise is replaced by warmth that circulates throughout his body, cradling your face like his life depended on it. As you lean into his touch, you feel a gentle kiss placed on your forehead, revelling in the wave of affection.

“So, does this mean we share a wardrobe now?” Pulling back from his touch, you try your luck for a more permanent access to his apparel.

He scoffs, adjusting his glasses. “Oh you can wear them whenever you want. So long as you drop one of those by every time.” He gestures to the desk.

You consider his offer.

“Deal.”

⭐️ eventually the pastry requirement fizzled out, the thief’s heart weighing heavy after countless payments of sweet delicacies. Just seeing you enjoy yourself was payment enough.

Cross-posted on A03 @mystcirrus !

#persona 5 #akira kurusu x reader #akira x reader #persona 5 royal #x reader #akira kurusu #ren amamiya #persona 5 protagonist #persona series

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sorroute · 5 months

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Falling back into my 2018 Devilman crybaby era should I start writing for it....

#devilman crybaby #x reader #devilman crybaby x reader #akira fudo #akira x ryo #ryo x akira #ryo x reader #akira x reader #akira fudo x reader #matchup event #matchups #ryo asuka #ryo asuka x reader #dmcb #dmcb x reader #silly gays #tragic gay men

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fandomnerd9602 · 1 year

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Fate Intervenes

Akira x Wick!Reader

For @morbiusmarauder

The Osaka Continental was under siege. You and your father John Wick, in one of the rare instances, were in the same place at the same time. You were just hoping for a moment of peace with your father but of course, there's no peace with being a Wick.

You and John separated during the fight. You stayed with Akira and Shimazu. You shared little looks of concern with Akira as Shimazu hobbled along.

You exchanged fire with a couple more thugs from the High Table. Akira pulled along her father, "Father we must go"

Shimazu, a man who had been like family to you, clutched his side and shown red on his palm. Akira's eyes locked with yours, pleading.

"We'll get you out of here, sir" you promised as you began the trek down the back way of the Continental.

"Where did he go?" the blind assassin asks the three of you as he blocks the way.

"Caine" you huff, "Shimazu's wounded. Let us pass"

"I can't do that" Caine answers back, "do you know the price of family?"

"They threaten your daughter?" You ask. Akira looks to you and then to Caine in shock.

"Yes." Caine remarks, tapping his sword on the ground. "The one good thing in my life."

"Such is life" you huff. Shizamu takes a stand and readies his sword.

"Let the young ones pass" the older man begs his former friend. "I only speak as a father to another father"

"Please don't do this" Caine's mouth shows a deep frown, one that's bathed in regret as he readies his own sword.

"Sir" you approach Shizamu, "please we'll find another-"

"Protect your family...and mine" Shizamu looks to you, begging you to guide Akira to safety. A little more blood leaks from his wound.

"I am" you answer back before raising your side arm and shooting Caine in the neck. A small dart hits him a split second later.

"They can't hold that against your daughter, Caine." you smirk.

"Be seeing you" Caine smiles as he collapses to the asphalt.

'Be seeing you" you answer back as you grab ahold of Shizamu and limp past the knocked out Caine.

"You keep tranquilizer darts on you?" Akira looks at you concerned.

"Figured they send Caine after my Dad," you admit, "always be prepared for little to no collateral damage"

You load Shizamu into a jeep, Akira jumps in the passenger seat, "I owe you"

"You owe me nothing." you state as you speed out of the Continental. "Gotta get your father some place safe."

"Not that I am not grateful, young Wick" Shizamu winces from the pain, "but that was not exactly honorable."

"I don't think the Marquis de Gramont cares about honor, sir" you answer back as you hold up one of his goon's pins.

"High Table?" Akira readies her own gun

"Some french stooge trying to make a name for himself within the ranks of it." you retort.

"Your father will need your aid." Shizamu speaks up, "both of you" he gestures to you and Akira.

"What do you say, ma'am?" you smile at Akira, "truce?"

"Truce" she smiles back. A small smile made it's way across Shizamu's face.

You'd eventually get Shizamu to the medical attention that he needed. As for you and Akira, the two of you set out to locate Jonathan Wick. The Baba Yaga was going to need all the help he could get.

#john wick chapter 4 #john wick #john wick imagine #john wick x reader #akira x reader #akira imagine #keanu reeves x reader #keanu reeves imagine #keanu reeves #rina sawayama #the continental #assassin #assassin reader #john wick akira #shizamu #hiroyuki sanada #caine #caine john wick #donnie yen

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akirasarchives · 1 year

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[ʜᴄ] 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐰 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐫𝐚 𝐤𝐮𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐮

sʏɴᴏᴘsɪs: what having akira as your boyfriend is like!

⤷ ᴀ/ɴ: gn reader // this is old like pre-royal old..

— RELATIONSHIP OVERVIEW

listen..max charm akira? you’re gone. poof. so smooth

akira is so thoughtful and i mean it! he spends a lot of his money on you instead of buying things from the clinic to go the palaces and such

pls he was gonna give you the luck stone from the fortune teller then he got scammed

hopeless romantic! morgana can’t help but poke fun at him for it

BONUS! sojiro adores you! he’s constantly giving you things on the house

he will literally heal you / throw himself in front of you if you’re about to get hit with a critical attack he does NOT care

(morgana then proceeds to throw himself in front of akira)

— BEFORE THE RELATIONSHIP

LISTENNN!!! he buys so much gifts for you but when he gets the guts to actually give them to you..you’re getting gifts all of the time

like..akira?? we’re still friends here!!

tbh when the guys (yusuke, ryuji and akira) were in the bathhouse he mentioned how he liked you and they’ve forever been teasing him since

mostly ryuji

with the odd comment from yusuke

especially if you’re in the monabus and he sits next to you!!

you didn’t even know he liked you! since akira is so quiet himself it just seemed normal for him to be quiet around you,, and when he did speak you just figured it was how he naturally spoke to you

when you text him to hangout..he’s dropping everything. like finding the treasure? it can wait a day! (if it can)

— ASKING YOU OUT

definitely read a lot of things to increase his charm before he asked you out! you only deserve the most romantic “courting” (as morgana and yusuke would describe it as)

he definitely splashes out on gifts from the underground mall! chocolates, bracelets, lipsticks, perfumes, cd’s etc.!

he read some books too! although it was a literal embarrassing to purchase a book called “asking out the person of your dreams 101!”...it helped him a little even if he had to cover the name on the train

but even so he was sweating buckets when he invited you to a popular date spot for couples he’s read about in a magazine

he set up such an adorable picnic (with what he could afford) and although morgana was shoved into the basket he made the best of what he could

of course you said yes! not only was the weird mixture of his nervousness and charm prompting you to say yes but you’ve already pined after the messy haired boy for a few months now

— IN THE RELATIONSHIP

he can fluctuate between super-attentive, nerdy bf to charming, go with the flow kinda bf

esp with morgana whispering ideas into his ear .5 seconds of the day

akira deffo is such a sucker for video games/manga’s so i’d imagine a lot of arcade and cafe dates where you two are chilling reading manga’s or doing hw

the rest of the group adore your relationship esp the girls

they love asking the two of you about your dates!! ann esp loves capturing candids of the two of you to send to the gc and fawn over

ann: look at these cuties!!

futaba: shame ryuji’s face ruins the photo

haru: wah… true love ❤️

ryuji… he’s asking akira some unhinged shit ngl

yusuke deffo asks to follow you and akira on a date so he can capture the feeling of love irl… turns out it’s kinda weird to have someone follow you and ur bf around

like… he doesn’t even speak to yous… just a shadow

n e way!!!

sojiro… he gives akira some pocket money sometimes 😭😭 (like £10 but shhh)

“go buy [y/n] something nice, kid” BROO

free coffee is normal for you, esp when you’re waiting for akira to get his bag together at the cafe

wins arcade plushies for you when he’s busy with shinya! if it weren’t for shinya helping his phantom thievery then he’d solely be there to win plushies

when he learns how to make curry and coffee, that’s all your eating when you’re over

and honestly…

now you’re a curry and coffee connoisseur

#persona 5 headcanons #persona 5 fanfiction #persona5 x reader #persona 5 x reader #p5 x reader #akira kusuru x reader #akira x reader #ren amiyama x reader #p5 headcanons

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arlestial · 7 months

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Hi! :D do you think you could do a fluff akira x reader or a soma x reader? either is fine and the plots up to you! ☺️

❝a little taste of heaven❞

synopsis : They had no clue they’d concentrate on something else than cooking by joining Tōtsuki Culinary Academy, but here you are..

pairing : Akira Hayama, Soma Yukihira x genderneutral!reader •— Food Wars

tw : None, simple fluff

word count : 2980~ words

author-note : The fact that I haven’t received any notification for this request.. and many others. I’m so, so sorry. I have like 8 requests in my ask box that I’ve never been aware of ? Thank you Tumblr 💀 I did both, in a sort of pitiful excuse 😭 Thank you for requesting, I hope you’re doing okay 💗 (first time writing for Food Wars I’m so excited !! Not proofread tho, sorry for the mistakes in advance !!) take care of yourself ♡

AKIRA HOYOMA has always been faithful to cooking. To Jun’s orders and advices. To people’s boundaries. He never crossed a line, always being focused. One day, as usual, he went into Erina’s office. His brows completly furrowed when he saw your form, fingertips grazing against the spines of the library old books. Who were you ? You weren't supposed to be here. Didn’t Hisako tell you that this office was private ? He opened his mouth to question you, but you turned to face him before he could even form words. His jaw tightened, fists clenching, but unfortunately, much to his own disbelief, no sound erupted from his mouth - and the sweet, polite smile adorning your face was nearly making him feel dizzy. Uneasy. An uncomfortable silence filled the room, so you broke the silence with a fake cough.

“Nice to meet you, uh..”, you said, in a weak attempt to get him to introduce himself. His piercing gaze was enough of an answer, and you gulped. “I’m looking for Erina, perhaps you’ve seen her ?”

“No.”

“Oh. Okay”. You’re immediately confronted by a loud and weird silence again. He seemed.. rather friendly - ironically, of course. After some minutes, Erina walked into the office, raising two suspicious eyebrows at the, well, kind of cringe atmosphere of the room.

“Akira, what did you do to my guest ? Y/N, I’m sorry, did he make you uncomfortable by any chance ?”, she asked, walking towards your form.

“No, don’t worry. He’s nice,” you lied, teeth clenched together. You flashed her a bright smile, that Erina reciprocated fondly; she glared at Akira, fully aware of his cold demeanor, especially to strangers. His intimidating tendencies were definitely not working right now, especially not on Erina.

“I have some things to discuss with Y/N, Akira. Can you leave us alone for a moment ?”

“Yeah, right. Sorry.”

AKIRA HOYOMA quickly left the office, feeling a bit nauseous - he didn’t know why, but he had a weird feeling in his stomach, and he felt like his head was burning. He wandered in the corridors until he crossed Soma’s path. He smirked, a teasing glint in his eyes as he watched his white-haired rival with amusement.

“Wow, Akira. Are you sick ? You’ve never been this red.”

Akira tsk-ed, hurrying to the bathroom. He stared at his reflection in the mirror, completely taken-aback. He was, indeed, a bit red. Cheeks flushed, the tip of his ears were blazing, his breathe hitched at his own view; what was happening ? He was sure he was okay this morning. Perhaps it was you. He scoffed at the thought, washing his face with cold and refreshing water before leaving the bathroom. He never saw you before. Were you from here ? He found himself looking for you in the corridors all day, sighing at the end of the day when he realized he haven’t seen you. He was still embarrassed of the awkward silence that filled the room earlier - and he blamed himself for it. He should’ve been more welcoming.

AKIRA HOYOMA, 5 or 6 days after the incident, noticed strands of hair walking past him; they were looking similar to yours, so he turned around. You were walking alongside Hisako, laughing at one of her comments. Hisako looked at Akira and waved.

“Oh, hey ! I was searching for you. Erina needs my help, could you show Y/N the different classrooms in the other building ? I’m coming back as fast as I can !”

She didn’t let him answer as she walked away already. You sighed. It could’ve been anybody, but no, it was this guy. It wasn’t like you hated him - he was just straight-off rude.

“If you don’t want to, I don’t blame you. I can-”

“Come on, we don’t have all day.”, he added, cutting you off without even looking at you. You rolled your eyes, giving him a small smile, hoping it’ll help to ease the atmosphere. Spoiler alert, it didn’t.

The walk inside the cooking classes building was awfully quiet. Not a word was shared - except the little presentation he did of each room, his tone as cold as ice. You nearly shivered.

“Are you always this rude ?”, you asked with a sincere curiosity, "I mean. I’m not telling you to be the friendliest guy but..”

“I’m not rude.”

“You literally refused to give me your name earlier.”

“Akira Hoyoma. That’s all you need to know about me.”

And after this small interaction, Hisako came back. A small feeling of warm in his chest quickly regretted his lack of sympathy towards your person, and he felt like a douchebag for not even apologizing properly. He stopped in his tracks, opening his mouth to call you, but you were already gone with Hisako.

AKIRA HOYOMA was fully conscious of the “issue”. Time passed, and days after days, he grew more open to you. Not completely of course - but he was slowly accepting your presence in his group of "friends"; actually, enjoying a lot more your alone time together in class. He was secretly happy you two had been paired together. You tried to crack some jokes to make him laugh or at least, to make him smile, but it failed every single time. When you finally did it, a slight smile on his face and a “you’re the dumbest person I’ve ever seen in this school, I’m trying to concentrate, stop distracting me”, you beamed. He never saw a smile so radiant, so ethereal and yet so delicious to look at. A true bundle of sunshine at its finest. His cheeks heated up and he forthwithly focused on the plate you two were supposed to prepare. He would die to see this smile again - he wanted to be the reason you were smiling that way in the first place.

AKIRA HOYOMA was fully conscious of the situation. Time passed, and months after months, he grew more fond of you. So when he saw you eating one of Soma’s plates again, smiling at him with all your teeth and laughing at his antics - he was mad, as per say. His jaw tightened, fists clenching, but unfortunately, much to his own disbelief, no sound erupted from his mouth; it felt like the first time he ever saw you. A fiery and fervent emotion bubbling in his chest as he made his way to you. He grabbed your wrist and dragged you outside the kitchen, closing the door to have some “privacy” (in a empty corridor of Tōtsuki High, though). You were completely unfazed by his behavior usually, since you were used to his (sometimes) weird demeanor for the several months you two spent together as friends, but right now, his silence grew quieter, and you were worried. And for this only one time, he broke the stillness.

“You’re a distraction. I meant it. I’m hoping everyday to see you, to feel you near me. Is it out-of-place to say that ? You brought me a warmth that I never experienced - and I don’t want to let that go. Don’t eat this idiot’s food, you know you deserve well better than that. Let me show you how you should be treated, Y/N. Please. Let me show you how I feel about you.”

AKIRA HOYOMA’s words couldn’t describe the high spirits that invaded his heart when he realized you were wearing your signature warm smile, just for him. You took the hand that was grabbing your wrist in yours, intertwining your fingers.

“Here. Maybe you’re not as rude as I thought you were.”

SOMA YUKIHIRA tried to give you hints. But you weren’t getting it. Teasing you all the time, small compliments here and there, spending quality time with you. Unfortunately, you were always running away from him, a small pout on his lips as he chased after you. It wasn’t because of his awful mixes; when you two were together, in a somewhat romantic moment, and he was ready to confess to you, there was, no matter what, a disturbance. Whatever actually, a teacher coming in the classroom, Ikumi or Megumi; and you immediately backed off. He couldn’t help but sigh, his efforts ruined, but could he really blame you ? His yellowish eyes drowned so easily into yours, so he just smiled and bit back his disappointment, glaring at the disturbance with a vague hatred, that was rather scary, to be honest.

“Don’t chop it that way, it takes too much time.”

“Then show me, sir,”, you answered with a slight smirk, knife in your hand.

“Anything for you, ma’am.”

His devilish grin was addictive, really; you loved the small moments spent together in the classroom kitchen, but insecurity was always catching up with you, pulling you into abysses you prayed you'd never see again. Your worries faded away when you felt him behind you, caging you between his toned body and the kitchen countertop. His hands slided on top of yours, gently gesturing you how to cut the vegetables in a “more efficient way”; truly, it was an excuse to touch you. A comfortable silence filled the room, the sound of sliced and chopped foodstuffs echoing on the sunbathed walls. He kept his teasing to himself, deciding to enjoy this small moment of shared intimacy; he felt his head heating up at your warm breath fanning on his neck. He stopped his movements, locking eyes with you. The world seemed like it stopped itself; he leaned downwards to kiss you, his hands still on yours, your head turned to face his-

Until someone snapped him out of it. Erina opened the doors of the kitchen brutally without even knocking - he cursed under his breath, blaming her for this ruined opportunity to finally show you what he truly felt.

“Look who’s there. Giving lessons to average students, now, Yukihira ? I didn’t think you were into charity-stuff.”, Erina smirked, not even shooting you a glance. You backed off from Soma, already fed-up by her condescending behavior.

“Erina.. what a pleasure. Always coming in due course,” Soma answered with a forced smile, anger running through his veins.

“I was searching for you, actually, Yukihira. Well, not me, but Takumi was. He wants to have a contest with you again, and I’ll be the judge.”

“Uh. Sure. Can Y/N come too ? I-”

“It’s a private contest.”, she immediately urged to add, “Between the three of us. Now, come on, I have other things to attend to.”

Erina walked off, and Soma followed her with a sigh, giving you an apologizing, awkward chuckle. You knew better, but you just smiled, murmuring a small “good luck”, as you saw him leave.

Her little crush on Soma was unbelievable; you wanted to tear the stupid grin plastered on her features so bad. Technically, yes, you were jealous. She was always shattering his plates with critics, giving prideful advices, even if he didn’t need it. And he was still cooking for her, working all the goddamn time to satisfy her “god’s tongue” and her insatiable appetite. For him, ironically. And Soma was terribly clueless; not noticing her taking a liking in this little game. Or maybe he was not ? Maybe you were a second choice - and Erina was first. She was always first. You weren’t the type to envy others, but right now.. you sat down next to the window frame, staring at her proximity with Soma from afar. It was eating you alive; the abyss you were so afraid of was most likely, a warm embrace in comparison of your sinking heart.

SOMA YUKIHIRA felt that something was off. You were ignoring him like a plague, switching seats and changing class pairings. He knew he fucked up, but what did he do exactly ? Oh right. You were jealous. Because last time, he left you alone to join Erina and Takumi in a contest that he obviously won. Now, he was facing the cold-shoulder treatment, and his teasing wasn’t helping anymore. Yet, he’d still try to talk to you, but you were walking past him without a word; your eyes filled with sorrow. Or you were faking a smile, trying to make up an excuse and leaving. He wanted to beat himself up; because he was the one who put you in that state in the first place. It was his mistake, and he knew it. But why were you feeling that way ? He tried to talk about it to Takumi - he was a gentleman after all, he’d definitely know.

“You did what ?”

“I mean- I didn’t know it’d be an issue. I always did that and they never said anything about it.”

“Soma, are you seriously this dumb ? You’re leaving them to hang out with the Nakiri Erina and you’re seriously thinking that they won’t be insecure ?”

“Why would they be ? They’re literally the most beautiful and caring person ever. There’s nothing to envy in Erina.. Plus, I’m not hanging out with her. She’s the one who’s coming at the worst times.”, he stated, genuinely dumbfounded by his friend’s words. It was the truth, though; she interrupted you two when Soma was nearly kissing you.

“Soma. Think about it just for a moment- you told me you liked them, yeah ? And when you’re with them, and Erina walks in, you leave to follow her. They must think they’re a second choice or something. Please, you can’t be this oblivious.”

And then, he realized. Realizing the hints he gave you were nothing compared to his acts. His face in his hands as his elbows rested on the countertop, what should he do now ? Apologizing, yeah, but it wasn’t enough. He longed for your touch, and craved for your pardon. The next day, he searched for you in the Polar Star Dormitory, everywhere. When he finally spotted you, he opened the door of your bedroom without even asking. You yelped in surprise.

“What the hell ? Soma-”

“You’re the only one I want to be with. The one I want to dedicate my cooking to. I thought I made it clear. I’m sorry for my behavior. Erina is nothing for me, and she’s not even coming close to your ankle- look, I fucked up, I know. But I promise, you mean everything to me.”, he bluntly said, not giving you a second to breathe.

“And what are you gonna do the next time she’s gonna walk into us ? Hide me shamefully ? I-”

But he cut you off again, one hand stroking your cheek. He lifted your chin, in order to make you look at him.

“I’ll simply say that I’m taken by the prettiest and smartest person around. How does that sound ?”

He leaned, and this time, he wasn’t going to back off, with or without somebody walking in.

“Maybe I can show you who I’m talking of, baby,”

He smirked, your worries vanishing instantly in his yellow orbs. A kiss sounded good after all.

#food wars #food wars x reader #soma #soma yukihira #shokugeki no soma #soma yukihira x reader #soma x reader #akira hoyoma x reader #akira hoyoma #akira x reader #hoyoma x reader #food wars soma #food wars akira

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hornyanimegirl · 2 years

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Hi! Do you think you could do a fluff of soma x reader or an akira x reader from food wars? Everything else is up to you! ☺️

FOOD WARS MEN REACTING TO YOU BUYING FAST FOOD

featuring . . . SOMA YUKIHIRA, AKIRA HAYAMA, RYO KUROKIBA

includes . . . just a bunch of fluff

notes . . . im sorry this took so long, it took me forever to come up with this. i really like the way it turned out, and I hope you do too. please enjoy <3

Soma Yukihira

You had a long day at school, which included you waking up late and rushing to get ready for the day. And, when your day finally seemed to get better, you had an argument with your teacher that caused you to stay after class and arrive late to the dorm.

You were exhausted, and didn’t want to cook yourself dinner, so you ordered some of your favorite food. Knowing that this was less work for you, so as you waited for the delivery to arrive, you could take a shower and relax.

When you heard knocks on the door, you calmly walked to get your food. But, to your surprise, someone was already down there. Soma, a boy that stole your heart and vice versa, was standing by the closed door with the bag in his hands looking at it confused.

“Soma that’s mine, you can give it to me”

Soma turned in your direction, and upon seeing you his lips turned into a bright smile. He completely disregarded the bag in his hands, throwing it on the floor so he could go and hug you.

“SOMA, MY FOOD”

You didn’t think he was listening to you as he smothered your face in kisses. But, once the word “food” slipped from your mouth, he stopped his movement.

“What food” He asked tilting his head like a lost puppy, making you let out a chuckle.

“The bag you just dropped is full of food sweetheart”

Soma needed a few seconds to process the situation before his face scrunched up in confusion.

“Why didn’t you just ask me to cook you some food”

The small pout set on his lips caused your face to soften at his adorable expression.

“I didn’t know where you were, and I was very hungry, so I just ordered some”

Honestly, you hadn’t even thought of asking Soma to cook you dinner. Your mind fogged with exhaustion; you just did the first thing that came to mind.

“Oh, okay then”

Soma looked pleased with your answer, as he went to grab your food that thankfully landed up right.

“Just come to me next time you don’t want to cook, ok? Oh, and you have to share your food now”

His beaming smile melted your heart, and of course you agreed. How could you say no to him?

Akira Hayama

You were helping Jun out with the things she had forgotten to do, like watering the plants and overseeing spices with her. Since Akira had wandered off to who knows where.

You and Akira had been dating for a couple of months now. And, although he never told you, he loved to cook for you. He loved your reactions to his cooking and the praise you would give him once you were finished eating.

You and Jun decided to order some food, too busy to cook for yourselves at the moment. The food took longer than necessary, and you and Jun were starving by the time you heard the knock on the door. Instead of seeing a delivery man, it was Akira holding you bag of food while waving the delivery man off.

“Hi Akira”

You greeted him with a small smile and leaned up to give him a kiss on the cheek.

After your greeting –that warmed his heart- he just walked past you. Confused, you walked after him, wondering what had him in such a rush.

Akira turned into the room you and Jun were working in, to find Jun on the floor in a ball –due to her hunger- but completely ignored her.

“Akira, what are you doing”

Your voice rang through the room as you watched Akira walk towards the trashcan.

It all happened in the blink of an eye; Akira threw away your food.

Your mouth was agape, and your eyes wide.

“Why did you do that”

Your voice was calm, but inside you were fuming. You and Jun had waited forever for that food, and he had the audacity to throw it away.

As if finally snapping out of his trance, he looked at you with shock in his eyes. After realizing what he did his cheeks burned red, too embarrassed to explain why he did it.

But, knowing you, you wouldn’t let this go. So, mustering up the courage he finally explained.

“I don’t like you eating other people’s food”

You watched as Akira scratched the back of his head and turned away from you so you wouldn’t see the blush on his cheeks.

“AWWWWWWWWWWW AKIRA”

You quite literally ran and jumped on him, as you both collapsed to the ground you were filled with uncontrollable giggles, and Akira had an unwavering smile.

“Akira you’re really cute you know that”

You said it with the brightest smile on your face.

“Whatever”

Was his response as he stared at you on top of his chest with love in his eyes.

“But seriously we're starving, get up and cook us something”

You continuously hit his chest while telling him to never throw your food away again, and Akira just cooked you more food while you did it.

Ryō Kurokiba

“Hey Alice, I'm hungry”

You had originally come to visit your boyfriend, but since he wasn’t here, you and Alice were just talking while playing cards.

“Oh, then I'll call Ryo to cook us some food”

She responded while tilting her head and placing a finger on her chin.

“Alice he’s not here remember”

“OHHH right, I forgot, then why don’t we just order some food”

“Yeah, that’s perfect!”

You had asked Alice what she wanted and then placed the order online. You guys continued your talking, the atmosphere calming.

When the food had finally arrived, you thanked the kind man who delivered it and ate at the dining table with Alice.

“Alice, I'm back”

You heard Ryo’s voice as he approached the dining room. Quickly jumping from your chair and wrapping your arms around Ryo giving him a quick peck on the lips, you greeted with a smile.

“Welcome back”

“I didn’t know you were visiting”

His voice was calm as he wrapped an arm around your waist.

“It was a surprise!”

“Can you guys stop with the lovey dovey stuff, I'm still here you know”

Upon hearing Alice’s voice, Ryo’s gaze shifted away from you, and he noticed the food on the table that was placed in to-go boxes.

“What is that”

He was glaring at the food on the table, being uncharacteristically angry without his bandana on.

“It’s food?”

You were confused by the question but answered, nonetheless.

Ryo let go of his hold on you and decided to try your plate of food.

He wasn’t impressed by what he was tasting at all.

“I could make this so much better”

He was quick to get out ingredients to make the same dish, but with added flavor.

“Don’t eat that, it’s a disappointment”

You laughed as you watched your boyfriend cook for you. You knew he loved cooking for you but didn’t think he would be so angry over you eating fast food.

“Here, taste it”

It was delicious, and way better than the food you ordered.

“It's amazing love, way better than the other food”

You patted his head lovingly while smiling at him. His mouth upturned into one of the rare smiles you loved.

Ryo watched as you ate, enjoying the way you talked nonstop to him.

“Hey Ryo, what about my food”

Alice was still waiting on her plate of Ryo’s food so she could try it.

“Go make your own”

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akiology · 7 months

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Phantom Thieves who has a favorite gacha character (it's you)

Summary: What if you were a character in a gacha game that the Phantom Thieves are currently raving about? Note: Got this idea since I am getting back into gacha games after a month-long hiatus from them. I was like... what if its THEM spending their time on thinking about a fictional character... Also this includes Sumire!

Futaba has been hearing about the talks of a new gacha game, and realized it had a fun multiplayer aspect to it. The game didn't demand much time in their daily quests, and can be played casually. She sent an invite to the Phantom Thieves, since there's a reward if a friend starts playing the game.

Akiren

He decided to check out the game after a busy day. He did not feel like doing anything productive, and thus proceeded to click download. He went through the introduction and through the list of characters available in-game. He landed on your page, and found you really adorable and interesting.

It was currently your banner, so he decided to try his luck on pulling for you. Unfortunately, he is very unlucky but he proceeded to grind through the game's content to get you. He got you at hard pity, and proceeded to spoil you with the best gears he could get his hands on. He really likes the story and finds the other characters interesting. However, he is at full focus when you are on the screen and only uses you during combat.

If you have a favorite food/signature dish, he would most likely try to recreate it. Futaba and Mona (if its safe for them) are his taste testers. He also has a figurine of you placed on the shelf with the rest of the souvenirs he got from his friends.

Ryuji

Sadly, he also wanted to send out invites for pulls but was bested by Futaba. He actually heard of the game before, and he already had a favorite character: you. Before the game was released, he was closely following updates, teasers, and trailers. He probably found you very cool either because of your role in the story or your move set/skills.

If your character is not a healer/shielder, he will almost always play you with one of those. Makes sure you are well-protected, and if you are near fainting, he will exit the area right away. Also, his plans to acquire new characters revolves around you now. When a new character comes out, he will be thinking if said character could benefit you somehow.

Most definitely has posters of you in his bedroom, and a keychain of you in his phone. If ever there's a plushie/gachapon of you near the arcade he hangs out at, best believe he will be there!

Ann

A bit of a gamer herself, she was actually familiar with the game and only got around to downloading it when Futaba sent the invite. As she goes around and explore the world, she met your character. Either you remind her of one of the heroines she admired, or she finds your strength inspiring, (maybe even both!) you quickly became one of her favorites. She really loves your story and always pays attention when you are in the spotlight!

Ann's luck is... alright. She's not blessed like Yusuke, but not so unlucky like Akira. Even so, she managed to get you and your weapon pretty quickly! Since the game is not that challenging, no matter what your role is, she will bring you with her in the journey. Even if the team had no synergy whatsoever.

She likes thinking up of clothes/accessories inspired by you. She incorporates some of this in her daily life. Like maybe you have a unique headpiece, then maybe she will find an equivalent and start wearing it daily.

Yusuke

He got dragged into it, and decided to give it a chance. He greatly appreciates the game design, and environmental feel. As he meets all sorts of characters, he gets inspirations for each and every one. When he meets you, however, he admired your design for a moment before continuing. He really likes your overall aesthetic, and he can either relate to your experiences/or find you fascinating.

When he pulls for you, it was pure luck because he got both you and your weapon in one 10 pull. Futaba was jealous, Ryuji was stunned, Ann wished it was her, and Haru congratulated him. "This is not normal?" He asked, and it got mixed reactions from the crowd.

He rarely picks up the game, but when he does he always makes sure to set you as the character to greet him. He sometimes find inspiration/ideas after playing, and you have been the subject in a few art pieces of his. He realizes that whenever he is stuck in an impasse, sketching you or playing the game helps him get back on track. He also liked seeing fanart of you that were made by other fans.

Makoto

Also got dragged into it, and decided to check it out for Futaba. Might ask for help for the terminologies used in game, and the group chat gladly supplies information. She liked the storytelling of the game, and then she met your character. You quickly became a favorite because you were admirable.

In terms of merch collection, she goes for the ones that are useful like her Buchimaru-kun pencil case. If you have merch like a coffee mug or binder, she will go for that instead of a huge plushie or poster. She cherishes it just like she does with Buchimaru-kun.

Even if she does not drop the game because of her responsibilities, she still rarely plays it. Despite that, she might login if you have an event or role in the current story. Keyword is might.

Futaba

Truthfully, she only sent the invites out to get more of the currency used for pulling. While she already had you, she wanted to get more copies to make you stronger, or wanted to pull for a weapon that will greatly benefit you. Although, before that she made multiple accounts just so she can get you on the first ten pulls. It was quite an arduous progress.

She is very active in the fandom, and is probably a well-known figure within various social media. Most definitely runs an account dedicated to you, and also posts various headcanon/character interpretations of yours. She also gives the best advice on how to gear you up, and could be good with advising on how to build others when asked.

She has a lot of your merchandise, and is one the reasons she sometimes goes out. If you have a favorite food/signature dish, she might ask Sojiro or Joker to have it made for her. She also tends to talk about you a lot, either with Sumire or Joker. They start liking you through osmosis as well.

Haru

She was already playing the game when Futaba sent the invite. You were her favorite character because of your view on justice and/or you feel like someone she would get along with! She is cheering for you when you fight, her heart aches when you're sad, and she smiles when you triumph!

Safe to say that you are already maxed leveled, and fully built with the best gears. She also has quite the collection when it comes to your merchandise. She is a lurker in the fandom, she likes leaving likes or a few short comments on certain fan arts of you. Sometimes when she feels sad or feels like she needs that extra push, she will login the game quickly just to hear your encouragements.

Even when she's no longer as interested on the game as she was before, she still logins every once in a while just to see you. It was as if she was checking in on a friend; you hold a very special place in her heart.

Goro

Futaba accidentally sent him an invite, but he decided to check the contents anyways. He was mindlessly exploring the game's mechanics and storyline when you caught his eyes. Your character probably had a compelling philosophy, or your outfit/moves reminded him of Featherman.

He doesn't have time to grind through the content, so he probably spent money to obtain your character and all the gears you need. You are severely overpowered compared to his other characters. He does not have the time every day to login, but usually when he does it's mainly to listen to you. He really likes hearing your voice.

Outside of the game, he collects your merchandise diligently and displays them next to his Featherman figures. He also has some of your more 'discreet' merchandise on him at all times. He has a coffee mug with your symbol on it, and/or a keychain of an iconic part of your outfit connected to his phone.

Sumire

Futaba finally convinced her to play, so she decided to check it out! She heard a lot about your character through Futaba, so you were the one she was most interested in. When she finally sees you in-game, she was smiling. You became a favorite because of your kind nature, and/or your talents are similar to hers.

She plays the game casually, so when she finally got you, she does not bother getting the limited gears. She just enjoys exploring the world with you, and sometimes with Futaba and Joker.

It is unclear whether she continues playing the game, but she likes hearing updates about your character development, and your overall progression through the story from Futaba. She is cheering you on, from a far!

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frickingnerd · 1 month

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throw away your mask

pairing: ren amamiya / joker x gn!reader

summary: after finding out about the deal your boyfriend made with the god of control, you confront him! but ren has since changed...

tags: evil joker, kinda yandere joker too, established relationship, angst, spoilers for persona 5's bad ending, implied corruption

a/n: i replayed persona 5 and went for a bad ending this time! after seeing evil joker, i had to write this immediately! <3

“w-who are you…?”

the man in front of you wore your boyfriend's face, but there wasn't a single trace of the boy you once loved. ren amamiya was a good guy, who wanted to help people! never would he have made a deal with a god, that only brought suffering upon people!

“you know me.”

ren's eyes were covered by his glasses, making his expression impossible to read. only the hint of a smile on the corner of his lips was there to show any sort of emotion.

“you're not the boy i fell in love with! the ren amamiya that i know would've never sided with a god, much less the god of control! how could you betray everything the phantom thieves stood against!?”

ren took a step towards you, his lips parting, as he was ready to talk back at you. but you quickly stepped back and cried out:

“don't come any closer!”

ren adjusted his glasses, finally allowing you to get a glimpse of his eyes. they were staring at you uncomfortably from behind those glasses, almost as if they were piercing right through you. could this really be the same boy you once fell in love with? could those same kind eyes that made you feel all warm and fuzzy now scare you like this?

“i didn't betray the phantom thieves. i saved us! we can continue our work and finally get the recognition we deserve! the public loves us, just like they should! isn't that what we all wanted? we are heroes!”

he sounded insane! with each word that left his lips, you felt more disgusted with him. is this truly how he viewed the world? how he viewed the phantom thieves?

“heroes? don't make me laugh!” you yelled at ren. “you are not a hero! you are the villain of this story! you enslaved the whole world for your selfish wants! you are no better than those we took down! you are… just like them…”

for a split second, ren's face distorted. your words seemed to wound him, but the anger quickly faded from his face again. slowly, he stepped forward. even as you took steps backwards, it was impossible for you to escape him. soon, he had you cornered, his hand resting on your cheek.

“i am not like the palace rulers we disposed of. they were weak fools, but me? i am on the same level as a god now! the people worship and adore me! all of us, all phantom thieves, can be as gods! we can forever continue this way of life! we never have to change! we can simply live as heroes, worshiped like gods, for eternity!”

a twisted smile had spread over ren's face.

“why should we waste our time worrying about humans? humanity is enslaved by the god of control? well, this isn't our problem! you and i, we stand above them! so, join me! you and i, we can become as gods! you only have to join me and give up your foolish rebellion against me…”

ren took a step back, yet reached out his hand towards you. he didn't force you to take it, but whether you'd accept his hand or reject him would change your life forever. there were only two options; either you were with him or against him!

“what do you say, darling? will you choose humanity over me? or will you come to your senses and realize you belong by my side?”

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jinwoosungs · 2 years

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the hauntingly beautiful phantom.

akira kurusu x fem.reader

10 stages of love

1 - first sight

it was the start of the new year for you at shujin academy, and you were becoming curious with all the whispers about this new transfer student.

akira kurusu.

that was the name you heard being whispered throughout the hallways of shujin, everyone appearing wide eyed and nervous at the thought of meeting someone so "dangerous."

according to the rumors, he was on probation for violently beating up a grown man. that his actions were somehow connected to the mafia and that everyone should stay away from him lest they wanted to face his so-called "wrath."

foolishly enough, you almost fell for their rumors and believed your peers hadn't it been for the fact that you had already seen akira in the flesh. your friends suddenly stopped you, keeping you pinned against the walls when they whispered your name and pointed an accusing finger at the lanky boy steadily approaching.

"that's him. kurusu, the madman that's on probation for a year."

more whispered murmurs came forth from your friends' mouths, and as they spoke with fear, all you could do was stare at the boy that walked with his head down and his hands shoved deep into the pocket of his pants.

only when he met with your curious gaze did you finally get a good look at him.

with locks of messy hair the shade of a deep moonless night and eyes that appeared to hide some deep emotion within its silvery depths-

and he was beautiful, achingly beautiful with the loneliness that exuded from his form.

for a few seconds, it seemed that he was going to stop and speak to you-

yet that possibility was ripped away when your friend takes a protective hold of your arm. "back off, freak. she doesn't want anything to do with you."

you only caught a glimpse of the sudden flash in his eyes, taking note of how hurt he looked all while you were dragged away from him.

it was then that you decided you needed better and new friends.

2 - introduction

you were stalling, and you knew you were.

but really, what could you even say to him?

hey, you may not remember me, but during the first day of school, you saw me staring until my friend dragged me away. but no worries! i dropped her ass and stopped being her friend just so i could get a chance to talk to you!

nope, there was no way in hell you were doing that, even though you had ultimately decided to ghost your ex friend for being so rude to him. you knew his name, but some part of you wanted him to know your name and who you were.

something about akira captivated you, and you wanted to tear down his walls and solve all the mysteries he had to offer.

you were barely paying attention in class when your gaze landed on ryuji's form. it was strange, he was always angry and a bit jittery when he suddenly quit track, but something about him today seemed restless.

his legs kept on jumping up and down, as if desperate to get out of class and run-

but to where, you couldn't say for sure.

when class finally ended for the day, ryuji was close to bolting out of the classroom, only to be stopped by the teacher's stern voice, "sakamoto, may i have a word with you."

"dammit." you hear him whisper beneath his breath, running a hand across his hair as he slouched toward the teacher, "yeah yeah, what is it now?"

with your books collected and your bag slung over your shoulder, you ease out of the classroom only to be met with grey eyes looking deeply into you.

akira's sudden appearance in front of your classroom makes you do a double take. you awkwardly bow to him, stuttering out your name before apologizing. "back then, i'm sorry for how my friend- well, ex friend behaved when she pulled me away from you. i just wanted to tell you that i don't believe the rumors and i'd love to be your friend."

you still weren't brave enough to fully face him, but when you heard a rich chuckle coming from the hauntingly beautiful boy, you couldn't help but lift your gaze-

only to lose your breath upon seeing him smile.

he comes closer to you, almost lifting up a hand to touch at your face, only to decide against it seconds later. he drops a hand back to his side and gives you a soft smile.

"thank you, that means a lot to me."

by now, your heart was racing, becoming warm with a familiar emotion you weren't brave enough to name just yet.

however, the moment was quickly interrupted when ryuji bursts back into the scene, all too eager for something when he traps akira in a headlock. "come on man, let's go to the usual place and plan."

paying no attention to you, it was now akira who was being dragged away from you by ryuji. you could only watch and raise your hand in a wave when akira looks back to flash you an apologetic expression until you were left all alone with your thoughts.

3 - interaction

throughout the following days, you wanted to believe that you were somewhat friends with akira-

but the way he kept disappearing on you was making it difficult for you to keep up.

not only that, but it seemed as though akira's friend group was steadily increasing. you could tell that something powerful tied them all together, making akira happier as he smiled more often now.

a part of you was sad about how hard it was to get closer to akira. despite how much you wanted to, it just seemed impossible.

so imagine your surprise when it was akira that came to you.

you were about to head home for the day when akira stops you, calling out your name when he beckons you to follow him towards the school's vending machines.

"do you want to see something neat?" his eyes were alight with happiness and an eagerness you had never seen before. feeling the tiniest bit enamored with his smile, you could only nod in response when he places his shujin bag on top of the table.

widening its zipper, you gasp upon seeing a black and white colored cat appear from the bag. he had startling blue eyes and kept meowing at akira, sometimes even swatting away at his hand when he tried to pet him.

"he's so cute, i bet he's such a sweet boy." you reach out your hand to pet the cat, earning a purr from him as you scratched behind his ears, "what's his name?"

being distracted with the cat, you didn't catch akira's smile, or the way his cheeks seemed to take on a hint of pink against his pale skin the more he kept on staring at you. "his name's morgana, and he likes you."

you spent some time in akira's company, petting morgana and spoiling him with your gentle scratches in a comfortable silence.

4 - attraction

you were falling for akira.

despite how you've only known him for a handful of weeks, you couldn't deny your feeling for him any longer. your heart was aching for him, and you wanted nothing more than to get even closer to him.

one afternoon, during lunch, you decided to head over to his classroom, hoping he was still there. in your hands was a homemade bento you had made for him this morning, filled with rice and side dishes you hoped he would like.

your heart was felt thrumming against your throat, getting closer and closer to the classroom as you peeked inside-

to see akira and ann takamaki holding hands.

the sight of it makes your heart drop down to your stomach, its weight heavy as a wave of heartbreak and nausea washes over you.

akira was clearly flustered as ann said some things to him, appearing so achingly beautiful that you couldn't help but feel like such a wallflower in comparison.

you knew about ann takamaki, the gorgeous blond who actually had a modeling gig at such a young age. sure, girls badmouthed her a lot, but really you knew it was because they were so jealous of her.

and you were feeling pretty green with envy as well.

before you could witness them potentially sharing secret kisses with each other, you clutch the bento box close to your chest and turn away from them.

you refused to let any tears fall.

what right did you have, believing akira was ever yours to begin with?

5 - date

something weird was going on, and it all started spiraling when kamoshida actually interrupted the school assembly. he was a wreck, absolutely in tears when he told the whole school about his abuse to students on the volleyball team.

his admission makes you shiver, and you wondered if all the rumors were true after all.

a few weeks after akira's appearance, there have been talk about this group of vigilantes known as the phantom thieves of heart. apparently, they were able to change the hearts of their targets based off of their calling card posted on the school's bulletin boards.

the card had called out kamoshida specifically, and you thought nothing of it. believing it to be a prank as there was no way scum like kamoshida would ever change. hell, kamoshida was the sole reason why you never joined any sports and did any extracurricular activities. you were fearful that his slimy hands would somehow find a way to ruin it-

but now, the man was actually turning himself in?

did that mean the phantom thieves were real after all?

these questions kept plaguing your mind, and admittedly, you weren't paying attention when someone was calling out your name with desperation.

you were about to exit the school when a hand was felt pulling you back. your wrist was suddenly gripped by this stranger, and you were forced to turn around and face the person that had stopped you.

"akira."

he appeared out of breath, his face turning a light shade of pink when he calls out your name. "h-hey, it's been a while."

you try to shake him off of you, earning a frown from akira when you begin to lightly shove against his chest.

"stop, just let me go. wouldn't takamaki get the wrong idea if she sees you with me?"

akira's frown deepens. "what does ann have to do with this?"

it was now your turn to give him a puzzled expression, "isn't she your girlfriend? i-i mean, i saw you holding hands with her not too long ago!"

the realization that dawned on akira's face made him all the more beautiful to you, and he laughs once more. stepping closer to you, he gently runs a hand across your cheek before saying, "silly, she's not my girlfriend. uhm, that day was just practice."

he appeared sheepish then, moving his hand away from you to run them across his unruly locks. "i really wanted to make sure my hands weren't too sweaty in case i wanted to hold yours during our first date together."

the relief you felt was staggering, and you had to fight back the urge to kiss him right then and there when you accepted his offer for a date.

6 - holding hands

he takes you to a classic dinner and a movie date.

during dinner, your conversations were kept lighthearted, the subject matter being solely on you alone as you told akira all about yourself.

yet when you tried to find out anything about akira, he kept his answers clipped short, never quite meeting your gaze as he distracted himself with taking casual sips of his drink.

you figured that he was just being shy, since this was your first date together and all.

with dinner finished, akira takes care of the bill and leads you outside of the restaurant. you figured he would simply walk beside you, carrying on with the conversation casually.

so when you felt the night air hit at your skin, you weren't expecting akira to suddenly reach out to you. the touch was brief at first, his pinky simply linking together with yours as his gaze appeared shy.

you squeeze your pinky together with his for a few seconds before pulling away. akira was about to protest until he felt the palm of your hand meet with his, your fingertips lightly caressing at his skin before intertwining them together.

both of your hands were now interlocked, earning a shy smile from akira as he squeezes your hand before proceeding to walk toward the movie theater.

7 - first kiss

why did akira have to pick a horror movie?

let's just say you weren't a big fan of horror. each time something horrifying popped up on the screen, you found yourself hiding within akira's shoulder. you refused to allow such horrid imagery to haunt your daydreams and leak into your nightmares when you fell asleep at night.

akira kept holding hands with you, squeezing them here and there each time you got scared. when he leans in to whisper in your ear, he sounded genuinely apologetic. "i'm so sorry. if i had known how much you hated horror, i would have asked if you wanted to watch something different before buying the tickets."

in hindsight, yes, you should have said something to akira to prevent this from happening. but you payed no mind to the movie, solely feeling happy that you got to spend more time with him.

but now, you figured you should have said something after all.

a blood curdling scream was heard, and you were left whimpering, hiding yourself even deeper within akira's shoulder. you felt him trembling a bit before letting out a sigh.

he brushes his lips against your ear and whispers your name, "would you like me to do something to distract you?"

you cling to the front of his shirt, desperate for anything to keep you away from the scenes the movie was playing. looking at akira, you take a moment to admire his handsome face being lit up by the movie screen behind him.

he whispers your name once more before leaning in to press his lips against yours.

they were slightly chapped, but still so soft when his lips slanted against yours. you were breathless, practically drinking him in as you both tentavively tasted each other.

he tasted like coffee and the dessert you shared at dinner, making you moan when you suddenly cry out to him.

"excuse me, but if you could refrain from making out on the seats, some people are actually trying to watch this movie."

you heard someone whisper harshly from beside you, causing you and akira to break away from each other almost immediately. your cheeks felt heated as akira's own face began to light up with his own blush.

despite how embarrassed you were, you felt grateful for akira's kiss since it was all you could think about all while the horror movie continued to play.

8 - relationship

there was a sudden rift growing between you and akira.

lately, it seemed as though he were spending less and less time with you. his days were spent with catching up on schoolwork, yet every time you went to meet with him, he would either avoid you or tell you he was too busy for a date.

"i'm sorry, treasure, maybe some other time, yeah?"

when he blew you off the first few times, you thought nothing of it. it was getting close to midterms and he was probably busy with his studies.

yet when your brief weekend came, and you texted him, asking him if he wanted to meet you at your favorite cafe, he would leave you on read and not even bother to reply.

while the distance seemed to be increasing, it seemed as though akira gained even more friends, which included other girls.

nijima and okumura were suddenly added to his growing crew, both of them incredibly intelligent and lovely in their own ways that you felt your self esteem shrinking considerably.

weren't relationships supposed to be something wonderful? a compromise made between the two parties involved solely because they wanted to be together?

so why did it suddenly feel like akira wanted nothing to do with you anymore?

despite his nickname for you, with akira often referring you as his treasure, you felt as though the nickname was filled with irony.

you didn't feel cherished by akira at all.

perhaps it was due to your loneliness that you visited the phantom aficionado website, posting on their own forums with your information along with this angsty title and phrase:

completely left broken-hearted by my boyfriend. i love him so much, but i don't think he feels the same way anymore. please, if the phantom thieves of heart do exist, can they steal away my feelings for him?

9 - love

you ended up deleting your forum post the next day, berating yourself for being so stupid.

there's no way in hell they'd even recognize your pleas. in comparison to how they wanted to change the world for the better, your feelings amounted to something extremely trivial and didn't warrant their so called services.

just how selfish could you be?

you sigh, laying back in bed and looking at the ceiling. the air was still warm, and you left the window open in hopes of having some fresh air to clear your mind.

with your eyes closed, you thought about what you could do when it came to your relationship with akira. a part of you wanted to just end this heartache and break it off with him-

but the part that still loved him refused.

you were probably stupid for this, but truly you wanted to stay with him. your memories together of all the dates you shared kept repeating, painting a beautiful mesh of emotions that stemmed from your heart.

you loved akira kurusu-

even if he didn't love you.

the breeze suddenly felt stronger to you when you felt a presence in your room, causing you to sit up with a gasp.

standing in the middle of your carpeted floor was a phantom thief you had seen captured in the blurry images posted on the internet. he appeared absolutely dashing, with a beauty that displayed his playful nature.

a bird-like domino mask covers his eyes, and it was strange, but you swore that the phantom thief simply known as joker was looking at you with fondness. the ends of his cape kept rustling with his every step, coming closer to you as he held out a hand for you to take.

"w-what are you doing here?" still caught up in your heartache over akira, you could only gaze up at him in confusion, earning a rich chuckle from him-

the sound being achingly familiar to you as you shivered in response.

"is it wrong of me to want to comfort a maiden in distress?"

his deep voice oozed with confidence, and you found yourself becoming mesmerized with him. without even thinking about it, you allow joker to take your hand. yet instead of holding it, he uses it to bring you into his arms as he carried you bridal style toward your open window.

"w-wait! put me down! just where are you taking me?!"

"somewhere fun." joker simply winks at you before jumping out of your window.

you had to hold on to him for dear life, your hair whipping in the wind as he moved lithely from rooftop to rooftop. only when he reached the rooftop of the tallest building did he stop.

still refusing to let you go, joker tells you to look up, and you do so.

you were blown away, completely in awe of the night sky with the full moon shining against the darkness. it was so beautiful that you slowly felt your prior heartache and loneliness melt away.

"thank you, joker, for taking me here. it's beautiful."

"not as beautiful as you are, my treasure."

you stiffen upon hearing the familiar nickname, looking at joker to see his teeth biting at his bottom lip. you saw a light sheen of tears against his silvery grey eyes and reach out at him to push back his mask-

and be met with the face of akira kurusu.

he lets out a sob of your name, suddenly kneeling against the rooftop as he buries his face into your neck. "i'm so sorry. i didn't mean to make you feel unwanted or unloved, not when i adore you so much."

slowly, things began to click into place. like how akira and joker were one and the same, and the fact that joker was notoriously known to be the leader of the phantom thieves.

it was because of him that the world was changing, and the mere thought had you reeling with just how intense your love was for him.

delving your hands into his soft hair, you pull him away from you. you were both crying, becoming filled with emotion when you lean in to kiss one another, finally coming together after spending so much time apart.

you catch bits and pieces of akira's confession, mainly telling you how much he wanted to keep you safe and away from his double life as a phantom thief.

"but when i saw your post on the phansite forum, i knew i had been neglecting you and decided to do something about it." he frames at your face and presses a kiss against your forehead.

"i love you, my treasure. and i swear to you, i will make this right again."

10 - commitment

the days leading up to akira's arrest was filled with dread, and you were happy that he was finally safe and sound and in your arms once more.

when he had been betrayed by one of his teammates, akira had saw it coming and had a plan to escape if only for a brief moment, until they could finally put an end to shido.

by some twisted fate, it was thanks to a corrupt politician known as shido masayoshi that akira was arrested. akira had simply protected a woman from being assaulted by shido, and in his drunken state he fell against some steel beams.

in his anger, he called the cops and had akira wrongly arrested for assault.

just hearing akira's story made you upset all over again. you hated what the police did to akira and wanted desperately to protect him.

here, he lay in bed, covered up in his hoodie and a pair of sweats. despite everyone's best efforts to help with healing the cuts and bruises on his face, he still looked awful. his lip was still cut, and fresh bruises were still seen blossoming all across his form.

tears dot your vision when you lean into him, pressing butterfly kisses all across the darkened skin seen on his face. while you continued kissing away at his bruises in hopes of easing his pain, you felt akira lift up a hand to lightly brush against your back.

he had woken up upon feeling your tears land against his skin. with his hand on your face, he gently pulls you away, looking into your eyes with love.

"is my treasure crying for me?" he caresses at your skin, making you close your eyes in response as you lean into him.

"they're monsters for doing this to you, and i hate every single one of them."

akira sits up, welcoming you into his arms as he held on to you. you whisper words of love to each other and seal it with several kisses.

when you pull away, you realize akira was searching his pockets for something, appearing troubled and nervous for a few seconds before he pulled something out.

he quietly tells you to close your eyes, so he could properly give you your surprise gift. with a nod, you do so, waiting with anticipation when you feel akira take a hold of your left hand. you feel something cool slide against your ring finger and hesitantly open your eyes to see what akira had given you.

your eyes widen when you saw a lovely ring with your favorite gemstone attached to the middle. you had never received something so beautiful before in your life and was practically left breathless when akira leans in to kiss at the ring.

"we're too young for marriage, b-but still, i wanted to give you something to signify my promise to you. i love you so much, treasure, and i can't imagine spending my life with anyone else but you. my best friend, and the one person who truly gave me a chance."

you smile at akira, feeling overwhelmed with the amount of love and joy you had for him. you come together in a tangle of limbs, falling back in bed with whispered promises of forever, not caring about what the future may bring as long as you were together.

epilogue

the morning had finally came and was currently shining its rays on a pair of lovers still sleeping comfortably in bed. the sun was felt shining directly in your eyes, causing you to moan as you hid your face within your lover's bare chest.

you wanted to sleep some more, but it seemed as though he had other plans when you felt his hand gently stroke at your bare back.

"why're you up so early?"

his voice was raspy, making you shiver as you smile against his skin. letting out a yawn, you shove yourself off of him and decide that it would be much better and more fun to do this instead.

you were now straddling your husband, settling yourself across his lap as you admired his lithe and muscular body.

akira opens one eye to look at you, its silvery hues still managing to make your heart race even after all these years. crawling on top of him, you eagerly kiss him, not caring that it was morning and you had both just woken up.

you feel akira smile against your kiss, suddenly switching your positions so that you were now pressed into the bed with him hovering over you. he smiles down at you, and you felt your heart become stolen all over again as your beloved phantom thief peppered your face with sweet kisses.

it was clear now that your heart would forever be within your beloved thief's clutches-

but lucky for you, you had long stolen his heart. from the moment akira first locked gazes with yours, he knew that becoming your forever was inevitable.

a.n. - i'm so happy, i'm finally able to write a full 10 stages of love story with the boy i love the most. i love you akira kurusu, and i hope this story does justice in painting you as the soft and kind boy you always were ♡

this is currently unedited, but i hope you readers enjoy reading this as much as i enjoyed writing it ♡ i'll fix any mistakes throughout the day once this story is posted ♡

all stories are written by rei; reposts, translations, and plagiarism are not allowed.

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festivities

devilman crybaby | akira fudo x reader

summary: never trust a devilman during the holidays.

word count: 1.8k

tw/cw: 18+ only, akira is aged up to 21+, mentions of weight gain, phone sex (kind of??), unintentional voyeurism, miki is on the phone talking to you while y’all fuck, so many innuendos, akira is relentlessly horny and a simp

--author’s note: lmao i wrote this last year for christmas and never published it. here u go

“I have an idea,” Akira starts.

You spare him an over the-shoulder-glance. You’re bent over the bathroom sink, applying mascara, when he makes his presence known. Sauntering over to you, he cages you to the counter, his hips pressing against your back, his handd curling around your waist. “Fuck the party--let’s celebrate here instead.”

You send Akira an admonishing look in the mirror, and he meets your gaze with a cocky brow. “Seriously? You’re the one who said we’d go. Not to mention we haven’t seen the Makimuras in forever. It’d be rude if you didn’t show up.”

“You can hardly blame me,” he mutters. “What kind of number is this?” His fingers graze your thigh, where your the slip of your dress ends. Truly, it’s hardly enough fabric to be called a proper outfit. Miki was the one who suggested the two of you dress up, and even offered to buy the matching dresses. But you had to do a triple take once the package arrived.

Maybe it’s the extra pounds you packed on during the holidays, or Miki underestimating your measurements. Whatever it is, you’re certain the dress isn’t supposed to look this revealing on you. It hides nothing from the imagination, the red velvet fabric displaying your assets in such a way that you’re a certain you’d make their Christmas party a massive scandal just for showing up in it. You were planning on wearing tights beneath it, and perhaps a cardigan in an attempt to pretend you were somewhat modest in front of your soon-to-be in-laws.

“It’s… an outfit. Is it too much, you think?” you say distractedly, looking for your eyeliner.

Akira’s ever-wandering hand is not distracted, dipping beneath your dress between your thighs, and you hear him let out a low curse once he feels the thin strap of fabric you decided to wear underneath. You half-heartedly shoo his hand away, mumbling a not now, Akira.

In the mirror, you see him pout.

“I think it’s fine. But instead of us going... How about I be your Grinch and steal away Christmas instead?”

You snort, turning around to give him a wry look.

“You can hardly steal something I’m willing to give to you,” you tease.

His gaze darkens. He bites down on his lip, and you have to resist the urge to laugh. Akira is always so easy to rile up, to excite.

“What else would you be willing to give to me? Right now?” he asks. His hips grind into yours, and you jolt at the feeling of his burgeoning excitement.

You raise a brow. “Are you planning on letting me finish getting ready at least?”

His mouth crashing onto yours is his answer. It’s a greedy kiss, the kind Akira excels at, the kind that demands every measure of your attention. You melt against him, your hands curling into the wild locks of his hair, dislodging the silly Santa hat you’d asked him to wear.

“All I want for Christmas is you,” he groans once he breaks the kiss, close enough that you can see very clearly the desire written plainly on his face. “On every damn surface of this place.”

“Akira--”

“Preferably naked but…” He bites down on his lip, grinning smugly. Trailing a glance over you. “Red suits you, too.”

In the next moment, Akira hoists you onto the bathroom counter, sending your makeup and various products scattering. You have a half a mind to complain, but then his lips are on yours again, and every thought flies out the window. You whimper into the kiss, and he growls.

He departs from you suddenly, his gaze thick. “Tell me you want this,” he says hoarsely, swallowing rough. “If you don’t, we can still--the party--”

You wrap your legs around his back, drawing him closer. “Little too late for that, don’t you think,” you say breathlessly, feeling very much how much he wants to continue himself. He’s about to protest, when you place your finger on his lips. “If you make it quick, we can still make it on time.”

Akira raises a brow. “I will.” Akira’s hand undos his fly, dragging his already-hard cock from his pants. He angles your hips up, caging you into the space of your sink, his cock prodding your entrance, before he pauses. He reaches down, grabbing a bottle of lube from the cabinet, before drizzling a generous amount over his length before thinking better of it, and working some into you with his finger.

You bite your lip, tilting your head back. Dimly, you’re thankful that you’d restocked. While your makeout session left a damp spot between your thighs, Akira is certainly not a modest size, and you appreciated any ease that taking him could come with. When he inserts a second finger, scissoring slightly, and you say in a rush, just put it in already, Fudo, he lets out a short laugh.

But just as the tip of his cock breeches your entrance, your phone rings. The both of you still.

Akira glances down. “It’s Miki.”

You share a mutual expression of muted horror.

“Are you going to,” he stutters out. “What if it’s about the--”

“I… I’m a bit preoccupied right now,” you squeak out.

Or truly, about to be occupied, you think.

“Answer it.” Akira says finally, glancing back at the phone when it rings a second time. “It’s rude to leave your best friend in the dark.”

It takes you a few tries of fumbling with the phone, but you finally press answer.

“Hey, I hope it’s a good time to call!”

“N-Never better,” you say, attempting to keep your voice even, all too aware of the way Akira’s shoulders are shaking in his attempt to hold in his laughter. You smack his shoulder.

“Sorry for being so last minute. I know I told you you didn’t need to bring anything to the party, but Taro kind of burnt the cake! Do you think you could pick up dessert on the way here?”

“Yeah, no problem—f-fuck!” You yelp, the breath rushing out of you in a rush once Akira surges forward, sheathing himself inside you fully. He snickers, and you bite down on your lip to prevent any other sounds out of you at being filled with his hard, thick, throbbing length.

“Are you okay?” Miki asks worriedly.

“Y-yeah it’s just...” You shoot him a glare, daring him to continue. You swallow hard, blurting out the first excuse you can think of. “I-I hurt my back yesterday. I bent it weird.”

While that actually has happened before, you fail to mention that it occurred because Akira got a little too eager with positioning you. To this day, your coffee table is still wobbly.

“Oh no! I hope it’s not too bad.”

“Y-Yeah, it’s just--ah!--kind of sore, still. I’ve tried heat, b-but--mm--no dice.”

He’s trying to kill you, you swear. Akira’s gaze is trained intently on your reactions. His cock ruts against you, sliding out of you with a pop before he eases his way in. It’s already a struggle not to whine at the feel of how he stretches you to your absolute limit. You hope to god that Miki can’t hear the slight squelch of his cock entering you, aided by his lube and your slick.

“Be sure to try ice, too! Sometimes a combination of both helps. But huh… If your back is that bad, maybe you shouldn’t come?

“N-no that’s not what I meant—”

“It’s okay! To be honest, today isn’t the best day for the party anyways. Mom and Dad are stressing over a huge catering order that was just placed! Maybe sometime closer to Christmas would work better.”

“Yeah,” Akira interrupts. “I think that might work better for us, too.”

“Akira! I didn’t know you were there. You better take good care of them and their back.”

Akira’s eyes lock onto yours. He drags his cock out of you fully, and you have to bite back a moan. “I am. You know how (Y/N) is, Miki—they never know when to stop. I keep telling them they need rest—“ He slams back into you, and you inhale sharply. “And relaxation—“ he says, grinding his hips against yours. At this point your legs are shaking. “But...” he chuckles, the sound masking his breathlessness. Even he pauses to catch his breath a few beats too long.

“You know how stubborn they are. It’s like I have to pound it into them.” He grins wickedly at you. You smack his chest, your other hand clasped over your mouth, desperate not to make any noise that would arouse Miki’s suspicion.

“Well I’m glad they have you there, Akira. And (Y/N) please don’t feel bad! We can have a mini get-together another day,” she says, completely unaware of your predicament.

“S-Sounds good,” is all you can say, because Akira’s started doing a rocking motion with his hips and it’s taking all you can not to cry out. Even he seems to be struggling to muffle his voice, a few grunts slipping out of him. You hope to god your phone’s mic isn’t picking up on the smack of his balls against your ass, which are growing louder and louder.

When the call ends, Akira places your phone to the side, before lifting one of your legs over his shoulder. You yelp, but he leans forward, nearly bending you in half to pound into you. You grip the countertop, moaning shamelessly as Akira curses.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck—do you think she noticed?” He grits out.

“Oh g-god, please don’t ask that right now.”

“Ha,” Akira laughs. His fingers slip between your bodies, rubbing your clit furiously. You mewl out his name, trembling around him, and he pinches your nub. You jolt, your head falling back. Akira grunts, his head lowering to grunt into your neck, “Fuck, why are you so tight?”

His hand comes up to squeeze your breast, his hips near brutal in the way they smacking against yours. “I-I’m close,” he finally grunts out, “Where do you want it?”

“N-Not inside, please... the last thing I need is your cum dripping out of me after I’ve gotten ready.” You shiver at the thought. Whether it’s due to his Devilman physiology or not, Akira always cums a ridiculous amount. You’ll find remnants of it inside you hours after your last session.

It takes one more thrust before he pulls out of you, groaning out your name as he cums all over your dress, white streaks generously painting the velvet fabric. Then Akira’s slumping forward, catching himself from falling atop you. He’s panting heavily, his cheeks flushed.

“I... wow, you really went for it, huh,” you say breathlessly, glancing down at the mess he’s made of you. Akira chuckles, swiping a finger through one of the streaks of his spend, spreading it around.

“I don’t think we’re done yet. You could use more of that falling snow look,” he says, gesturing towards your ruined outfit.

By the end of it, Santa’s Sexy Helper is looking more like they made the naughty list.

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