#furuya fluff

[amurotoorudesu]

presence

amuro tooru/rei furuya x gn!reader

fluff, maybe hurt/comfort amuro/rei being soft dan caring bf, late night comforts, forehead kiss, amuro is scared of being lonely, domestic fluff, written in rush

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rei furuya had always felt lonely.

even with so many people admiring and caring for him, was it wrong for him to feel...

that there was an empty space deep within his heart?

a void he couldn’t quite name, nor understand what it longed for.

when tragedies struck his life over and over, he often found himself asking—

'why me?'

the tragedy that took his friends.

the tragedy that took the kind-hearted doctor from his childhood.

was it wrong for him to fear forging close bonds with someone again?

—

rei returned to his apartment after another mission for the PSB, exhaling softly as he closed the door behind him.

he didn’t see you anywhere—perhaps because it was already past 1 a.m. there was no way you’d still be awake waiting for him, not with all the college assignments that had been eating away your sleep schedule.

he hung up his coat and made his way to the bathroom, brushing his teeth and washing his face, preparing to rest his body—even if only for a short while.

but as he slid his bedroom door open, he saw you, fast asleep at your desk, your laptop still on, lights glowing faintly.

"ah… youre accidentally fell asleep while working on assignments again, huh?" the blond murmured with a quiet chuckle.

rei gently brushed back the strands of hair that had fallen over your forehead, tucking them behind your ear as he admired your sleeping face.

'cute,' he thought.

your expression was peaceful, your breathing steady, though traces of exhaustion lingered on your features.

and somehow, that sight alone was enough to comfort him.

like home.

he shut your laptop before crouching beside you, carefully slipping one arm behind your neck and the other beneath your knees.

once he was sure of his grip, he slowly lifted you into his arms, cradling you against his chest.

his blue eyes lingered on your face, watching over you in the stillness of the night.

your gentle breaths, the warmth of your body nestled in his embrace—it was soothing, grounding him in a way nothing else could.

just having your presence here in his arms was enough.

more than enough.

for once, he didn’t feel so alone.

rei adjusted his hold, ensuring you were comfortable.

"a whole bed, and you still choose to sleep at your desk," he muttered playfully, knowing full well you wouldn’t hear him.

with utmost care, he carried you over to the bed just a few steps away, laying you down as if you were a delicate porcelain doll.

once you were settled, he sat beside you, brushing another strand of hair from your face, his fingers grazing your cheek as he took in the peacefulness of your expression.

your presence alone was enough to ease the tightness in his heart.

the fear. the loneliness.

he gazed at you in silence, his chest tightening with emotions he could never quite put into words.

slowly, he leaned down, pressing a soft, lingering kiss to your forehead.

just a few seconds—yet it was enough to convey everything he couldn’t say aloud.

oh, how he wished this moment could last forever.

if he could freeze time, this would be the warmth he’d willingly stay trapped in forever.

"sleep well, you dummy" he whispered with a fond smile, brushing his thumb over your cheek one last time before finally slipping under the covers beside you, pulling you into his arms.

your presence, your warmth—it was all he needed.

just stay here, by his side.

would you vow to always remain with him? to color his monotonous life with your presence?

to rei furuya, your presence was more than enough.

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a/n : this is my entrance ticket to write amuro x reader, written in rush, but yeah. indonesian ver posted on my ao3

[blenderfullasarcasm]

"tell me what happened" + "wake up, come on, there's something i wanna show you"

Something pokes Furuya in the cheek and one hand is wrapping around the weapon under his pillow and pointing it at the culprit before his eyes snap open.

He comes face-to-face with Edogawa Conan, looking incredibly unimpressed. "Come on, wake up," he demands, for once sounding like a child his age should.

"Ah, so it's just you, Conan-kun..." Furuya says, painting an amicable smile across his face as he slips into his Amuro Tooru persona as easily as he silently slides his weapon back under his pillow. "You should be careful if you wake someone up like that. You don't know how they'll react."

Conan rolls his eyes. "Sure thing, Amuro-niichan!" he chirps, playing along with Amuro even though it's clear he doesn't see the reason for it.

Furuya is grateful for it, because he knows for a fact that his apartment has been bugged by the Black Organization. It seems he's on thin ice with them at the moment, and he would really rather not have deal with the repercussions of whatever Conan's about to tell him.

(He does not know how Conan knows where Amuro Tooru lives, and Furuya can't ask him right now, when anyone listening might discover that a six-year-old had managed to find his safe house. He doesn't think Bourbon's reputation could take the ding.)

(He makes a note to investigate later, though.)

"So, why are you here, Conan-kun?" Amuro prompts, still smiling genially. "Does Mouri-sensei need me for a case?" he adds, to provide the bugs with a reason that Conan would know his address. Furuya makes his eyes go hard and flat, pouring some of Bourbon into his gaze so that Conan knows he needs to agree.

Conan gets the message. "Yup! Oji-san says you gotta come right away, or he's leaving without you!" he chirps, even as his brow furrows, glancing around Amuro's apartment like the Black Org is made up of amateurs who would leave bugs in plain sight. "There's something I wanna show you first, though!"

Conan's eyes narrow, his gaze piercing and bright, and Furuya knows that this part of their conversation, at least, is not a charade at all.

"Is it the ice cream shop on the corner, I wonder?" Amuro asks dryly, even as he inclines his head slightly in acknowledgement.

Conan forces a giggle that manages to sound mostly natural. "Maaaaaaaaybe..."

"Let me get dressed first," Amuro says, ushering Conan out of his room and into the kitchen. He quickly changes into some of Amuro Tooru's light pastels, ignoring the darker clothing at the other end of his closet, then heads back into the kitchen.

Conan is standing more or less where Amuro left him, and that's how Furuya knows that he's snooped around approximately half of his living space in the five minutes he had taken to change.

(Furuya isn't particularly worried about that, though. There's nothing in this apartment that isn't Amuro's or Bourbon's.)

"Ready to go?" he asks Conan, who nods and scampers over to the door. Amuro follows him at a more sedate pace, which Conan seems to think isn't fast enough.

"Come onnnnnn, Amuro-niichan! We're going to be late!" he hollers from halfway down the hallway as Amuro pauses to lock the door behind him. Amuro frowns slightly, then hurries after him.

"Tell me what happened," Furuya demands, once they're a block away from his building. Something must have happened, if Conan had felt it necessary to invade his apartment so early in the morning.

Conan levels another unimpressed look at him. "You forgot, didn't you?"

Furuya frowns, running through his three mental calendars, only to come up blank. He doesn't have a shift at Poirot today; he isn't meeting Kazami until this evening; and his only current orders are to investigate Mouri Kogoro, who is more than likely planning on spending today watching TV until a new case happens upon him.

(Honestly, Furuya had been planning on spending today catching up on paperwork and laundry.)

Conan sighs, with more exasperation than Furuya thinks is called for. "Mitsuhiko's birthday, remember? You said you were going to take us camping, since the professor has that conference this weekend and Okiya-san's car is too small for all of us."

Furuya's frown deepens. "Mitsuhiko-kun's birthday is next week." He knows this for a fact, because even though Amuro had volunteered to drive the Detective Boys to the campsite on Mitsuhiko's birthday, none of them had seen fit to tell him what day it was. Furuya had asked Kazami to look up Mitsuhiko's birth certificate, and that had taken care of it, or so he had thought.

Conan frowns right back at him. "Yeah? But his parents and his sister are taking him out for dinner that day, so we're going camping the weekend before his actual birthday." Suddenly, his body language turns sheepish. "We...may have forgotten to actually tell you that, though..."

Furuya sighs. There goes his quiet day of doing laundry and paperwork.

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[sawamiyukiss]

🌸 Daiya no Ace x Reader ✨

🌸 Headcanon: You’re a Team Manager! ✨

✨ Photo version here. Tiktok version here. ✨

If they see you struggle to carry stuff they'll run over to help you

You're no longer allowed to do their laundry because you ONCE accidentally turned their white uniform pink

Ryosuke was the most upset but Miyuki thought it was the most hilarious thing ever

They find your terrible cooking endearing. You're so sweet and earnest about it that they feel bad saying no to you

Some of the players make you so flustered you forget what you were doing

Sawamura and Haruichi love gossiping with you. Furuya likes to pretend like he's not interested but he knows all the drama

You started taking terrible low quality photos of the team and like to print them out on posters for team motivation. They jokingly whine about it but they love seeing low quality memes of the other players

On your first day as manager Tanba accidentally glared at you because of the sun and you freaked out so bad. Kuramochi laughed so hard

You often stay late to help clean up after practice so the third years take turns walking you back to the bus station

They LOVE to playfully fight over stuff you're handing out. "She meant to give it to me!". Especially Sawamura - "I got the FIRST water bottle from y/n"

🌷✨ More characters and stories coming soon! Thank you for reading! 🌸💌 Requests are Open! 💌🌸 Feel free to send in headcanon ideas, drabble requests, etc! 🎀✨

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[potahun]

i like that with furukaza, their character setting in canon means you can make them go through everything like the big explosions and the guns, and the secret missions, the disguise, the kidnapping and whump, the spying, the adventure and mystery, but you can also make them go through the day-to-day office job grind, the all-nighters at the office, the office politics, the drinking after work in an izakaya with the hangover the next day, and you can also shove them into a domestic setting, with the dog-raising together, cooking bentous, the chill mornings in a cozy and tiny apartment, clothes shopping and bringing the car for repairs... and that's all connected to their canon setting and to what they do in canon!

they just contain multitudes! you don't even have to dabble into AUs and they're already Like That!!!

[heaven-s-black-box]

Notes- All Stars Walk Up; Sawamura & more

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Recovery date: July 13th, 2024

Description:  The Daiya characters walk up to bat with their kids(s) inspired by the clip of the kbo all stars players going up to bat with their kids, liberties taken

Notes: I want to do more of these but have no idea where to start, so you can send in asks or comment with characters you'd like to see (and what kid(s) they have if you want)

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Sawamura

Is getting his helmet on, and his son just sprints out of the dug out

He’s running after him, trying to get his helmet on with his bat under his arm

The audience and everyone else get a good laugh

Sawamura’s son is basically an exact clone of him, Miyuki and Kuramochi call it karma

The kid is disappointed when he realizes he can’t bat (he was told beforehand but was not paying attention)

All is well when Sawamura bunts, bunts are so uncool

Haruichi

His kid is shy, just like him when he was young

Can’t decide if he has a son or daughter, but either way the kid is shy

He ends up carrying them out

Once he gets to the plate he manages to coax them into looking at a camera and waving

To be clear, the kid did want to participate, just got a bit scared

Once they’re off the field though they’re so excited to tell their other parent about the experience

Furuya

His daughter almost doesn’t participate

But Sawamura and Haruichi’s kids are participating so she goes too

Ends up really enjoying it, it’s a small thing but getting to join her dad at work is nice

Furuya is a bit nervous and he has no idea why, it’s just the public eye– he’s not a big fan

But the big grin on her face as they walk up together and her words of encouragement make it all worth it

He hits a run on the first ball

Kuramochi

Anticipates his daughter trying to run ahead, grabs her by the back of her jersey before she can get out of the dugout

Once he’s got his helmet on he races her to the plate, he definitely doesn’t let her win

The catcher makes a joking comment about him not being in top form today and it’ll be easy to strike him out

His daughter claims he’ll get a run

He doesn’t get a run, but he does get on base

Miyuki

I think this man deserves double trouble, he’s got twins, a boy and girl

He lets them help him get ready, they hand him his gloves and hold his bat while he puts his helmet on

The bat almost becomes a sword for a sibling spat, his helmet knocks his glasses off when he reaches to grab it from them

It becomes a parenting meme (“when you hear your kids say '___’ ”)

He tucks his bat under his arm and holds one of their hands in each of his

Miyuki hitting with empty bases?! These kids work miracles

[cyellolemon]

Furukaza (make it pink..) i like them a normal amount

[magiczero1412]

Started writing a DCMK fic... It's called Silver Bullets (-> AO3)

Pairing: Furuya Rei/Akai Shuuichi (and some KaiShin further down the road...)

Rating: Mature

Tags and themes: Denial of feelings, angst, hurt/comfort, fluff, canon divergence, Black Organization takedown, Furuya Rei & Kuroba Kaito & Kudo Shinichi (& Vermouth)

Summary: 

As Bourbon’s cover wears thin, Rei finally understands why Hiro went up on that rooftop, and his entire world is turned upside down in an instant. That Gin and Vermouth are onto him at least makes a great excuse to finally drop out of the Tea Party Pact and stay away from Akai Shuuichi for good... Too bad that Rei suddenly feels drawn to that man more than ever before, just like a moth to a flame.

And as if his emotional turmoil isn’t already enough to deal with, Vermouth has assigned Rei to babysit a rookie who turns out to be utterly unfit for the business of a powerful criminal syndicate...and who seems eerily familiar.

A story about Rei’s uphill battle against the Black Organization and, most of all, against his own demons. Will he be able to swallow his pride and team up with an FBI Dog, a shrunken freeloader, and a dubious Phantom Thief?

Also a story about four professional full-time liars who happen to moonlight as Silver Bullets.

Notes:

Although this fic is mostly based on canon up until file 1140 (spoiler alert!), I took the liberty to fill in some blanks, especially about Rei’s past. It’s set towards the end of the DCMK saga.

This was originally supposed to be a story about Rei and his screwed-up complex relationship with Shuuichi, but it has already turned into so much more in my mind. Because if I write a story about DC, I can’t simply leave out KaiShin...

Here's a taste:

“Why did you hate him so much anyway?” Vermouth asks in a condescending tone.

“Pfft,” Rei huffs, avoiding the question. “Present tense. I still hate him. His ashes included.”

“Oh, come on. Unlike Gin, you don’t have the emotional maturity of a toddler,” Vermouth scoffs. “You don’t hate Akai because he was better than you. There’s gotta be more to it. My money is on...Scotch.”

Rei is incredibly thankful that it’s dark in the car now because, once again, his poker face has fallen off like a mask.

No. This can’t be true. 

After everything he’s been through, they can’t have found out about Scotch. About Scotch’s true identity. About his true identity. What they were to each other. After all, the only reason why Rei is still able to soldier on is his iron will to finish what they started together so that Hiro didn’t die for nothing. It can’t be over now...can it?

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[simpforchuchu]

Good for you | Yosuke Todoroki x Murayama’s sister reader

Summary: Todoroki did not expect that his little hunting adventure would not go well and that his worst rival's sister would change his entire life...

a/n: Hello, you know how much I love enemies to lovers trope…I hope you like it 🌸💕

Sorry for the grammer or spelling mistakes.English is not my main language so...

Thank you and love you 🥰

Warnings: mostly angst but fluff at the end, fights, injuries, swearing, blood, hatred, usual hnl warnings

When Todoroki stepped into Oya high school, he thought that everything would be the same as before. Little did he know that his fun little hunt would continue after defeating Tsuji and Shibaman, or even that challenging the king would change everything.

He was quite confident when the duo, who would be the first friends he will have made in a long time - even though he didn't want to admit it - told him that nothing was over and that he had to defeat Murayama, the real king of Oya. He hadn't felt the feeling of defeat in a long time.

When he entered the large room where the partime students were and tried to persuade Murayama to join the game, he saw how the tigress became angry who he had not noticed even though she had been in the room for a while but was not afraid to show her sharp teeth when the king was threatened.

Y/n Murayama couldn't stand the arrogant young man threatening her brother any longer. When she stood up and faced the taller boy, she saw eyes as dark as her own.

Even though Yoshiki Murayama knew how calm his little sister was, he also knew that she was overprotective when it came to her older brother. That's why the two young people's constant looks full of hatred and arrogance was interrupted by his warning to y/n.

Todoroki knew that this girl with cold eyes like him would become his new hunt if things went bad. But he never thought that he would be the hunt while going hunting.

Tsuji and Shibaman did not think that there was anyone in the school they had been ruling over for a while who did not know the young girl. And the fact that she was acting outside her usual calm, warm personality seemed more frightening to them than older Murayama.

Even though Y/n listened to her brother and stepped aside, she couldn't ignore the darkness she felt. She could feel that this boy would be a big trouble, and this made her uneasy.

~

The young girl had a calm personality, but she hated being quiet around her. This eerie feeling she felt when her brother was not at school was strengthened by the sounds she heard from outside.

Y/n couldn't believe what she saw that day. She knew the new boy was different, but she didn't expect him to beat up her brother's friends just so they could fight.

Todoroki wanted to find the young girl before finding Furuya and Seki. And he could guess that she would not stand just there and watch whatsoever happening.

Tsuji and Shibaman were sure it wasn't a good idea when Todoroki asked them to find the young girl. They knew that Murayama would burn this school down if they touched her. And they didn't want to fight an innocent girl.

But Todoroki was curious. He wondered if the young girl could fight. He wanted to see if her cold and threatening gaze was in vain.

When the two of them came face to face, there was no expression of fear on y/n's face. Even though she wanted to fight Todoroki, she knew that the young boy was stronger than her and looked down on her.

Todoroki, on the other hand, understood that the kick that he received to his arm was quite strong and that the young girl was not just being over confident.

~

When Murayama returned, Todoroki sent one of the students to get y/n out of the room where they had locked her. He didn't want her to miss the fight. He was sure he would win.

Murayama had put aside his pensive mood for a while. He saw his old self in front of him and he wasn't going to lose to him. Not again.

When Y/n returned, she watched the fight silently for a while. When she saw that the new boy was almost as strong as her older brother, she couldn't help but worry. She hated him and was afraid of him, even though she wouldn't admit it to anyone.

Murayama wasn't going to lose. He knew that this fight was not with a kid, but with himself. And when he threw the last punch, he knew he had won as the boy fell to the ground.

When Murayama got off Seki's back, Y/n ran to him and hugged, praying that he wouldn't understand that she was scared. If she got scared, Yoshiki would destroy his mental strength and self-confidence again.

Tsuji and Shibaman didn't think it was important to win or lose. What they were watching was a spectacular fight and they didn't believe there was a loser. They admired Todoroki and were going to follow him no matter what happens.

While Todoroki was being lifted off the ground by his new friends, his eyes fell on the girl who ran to her brother and hugged him. He was the one who would being look down on now, wasn't he?

~

The effects of the fight were still ongoing. Todoroki was criticized and sometimes made fun of by many people. He didn't care, he had admitted defeat and was going to try again. But when he thought about what happened, he realized that he only cared about what one person thought.

As he was walking down the stairs with Tsuji and Shibaman, he stopped when he saw the girl coming towards him in the hallway. He didn't even know if he should say anything to her, or why he was stopping now.

Y/n looked at the boy she hadn't seen face to face in a while and gave a wry smile. The eyes that looked at her with arrogance that day had not changed even after all that had happened. But when she smiled at him, he could see the darkness in his eyes grow darker.

Todoroki wasn't going to show her that he was bothered by the young girl teasing him. She was going to say something like everyone else and leave. Or maybe she was right to look at him with hatred like everyone else. But he couldn't help her last words affecting him.

“You know what, Todoroki? You will never be the leader. Even if you can defeat my brother, nobody will follow you. And you guys..” She turned to the duo. “You are better than this.”

Although Tsuji and Shibaman often thought about it, it was their own decision to follow Todoroki. That's why they didn't care about what was said, but Todoroki was afraid that even the only people around him - his friends - would think that about him.

~

Todoroki could sense that after the conflicts within the factions and what was going on in Sword, after Murayama banned full-time students from getting involved in Sword matters many things had changed in the school. He noticed that even Junior Murayama had become quieter, and that the already calm young girl was staying away from everyone.

Y/n spent most of her time playing games on her phone or reading manga. She was not interested in the stupid competition among boys. Some days, she would hang out at the roof with Tsukasa, who was also staying away from all these shits.

Even though Tsukasa wanted to live in his own world, he knew that it was not possible. When the attacks started to increase after a while, he could not prevent himself from finding himself in the middle of the events.

This was Oya high school, no one could retreat into their shell and watch the things silently. Trouble always finds a way to find you.

~

Todoroki was injured after his second loss to Murayama. While the rumors were increasing day by day, he didn't even care what anyone thought about him. He would try again, he wouldn't stop trying. He didn't care about anyone. Nobody but one person.

When he stood up holding his eyes, there was only one other person in the hall looking at him, apart from Tsuji and Shibaman.

He hated her. He hated her every time she stared at him from the sidelines, every time she belittled him.

Moreover, as if these were not enough, he was not happy with the new boy coming to school and impressing everyone. But what he didn't want to admit was he hated him having her around.

He knew that the young girl got along well with Tsukasa. He thought he didn't like her because he only saw her as a threat. But when he saw the new boy making her smile, he remembered what y/n had said to him with hatred all those months ago.

“You will never be the leader.”

So, was it not being a leader that bothered him so much? Or was it because Fujio was seen as the leader even in y/n's eyes?

~

Oya students were not even aware of the approaching danger. The first spark was lit when a few students and Yasushi were attacked after the drug issue. Even though Y/n wanted to stay out of all these things, she was a student of this high school.

Murayama knew that they were stupid. They were not even aware of the trap set for them. That's why when he learned about the fight from his sister, he couldn't help but intervene.

A fight worse than the one with Housen was waiting for them. None of them were aware of the risk they were taking and how dangerous it was. And they certainly didn't care.

Everyone was surprised when Y/n said she would join them as a student of Oya. When Fujio asked if she was sure, Todoroki responded harshly.

Oya students could not understand what was going on. Even Tsuji and Shibaman had seen him react like this for the first time. Although Y/n looked at him in surprise at first, she became angry at this boy who underestimated her.

Todoroki was worried. But he would never say he was worried. Worse, he would tell the young girl that a girl would be a burden to them.

Everyone was surprised. They knew the young girl could fight. And that she is strong. Y/n was angry. They shouted at each other for a while.

When Todoroki finally said he was worried about her, it didn't mean anything.

“I don't need you to worry about me. We are not fucking friends!”

“Who said I wanted to be friends?!”

It was Fujio who stopped them. When they both left in anger and went in opposite directions, no one could understand what had just happened.

~

Y/n couldn't understand Todoroki. But what was worse was that even Todoroki couldn't understand himself. Why was he worried about her? Weren't they rivals ? Did he really hate her?

Y/n didn't know. She didn't know why the boy who was yelling at her yesterday was now covering herself with his body and protecting her. Or why he was looking at her like that. But there was something she knew. Todoroki was a strange person. He was so strange that he walked away without even giving her a chance to thank him.

~

Months later, when she left the house to walk in the park, y/n was thinking about the things she thought she shouldn't be thinking about. Just before the summer break, her brother graduated and she was not sure about whether to continue Oya or not.

As the light wind touched her face, she speeded up her steps. Her thoughts were making the young girl dizzy. Does she want to return? Was there a reason for her to return?

She was so distracted that even when she tripped and fell to the ground, she couldn't understand what was happening for a few seconds. She sighed and hissed in pain.

She looked at her injured hands because she had fallen on them and cursed.

As she was about to get up, she tilted her head to see the shadow standing in front of her. She was in front of the face of someone she never expected to see and she didn't know how to react.

Todoroki, like her, went for a walk with thousands of thoughts in his mind. He didn't expect to see the young girl. However, he was quite close to her street, hadn't he come to see her?

They hadn't spoken since he helped the young girl up from the ground and they arrived at the park. Maybe they didn't know how to communicate other than yelling at each other and making sarcastic comments for two years.

When they sat under a tree, y/n looked at the boy who was looking everywhere but at her and she smiled.

This was the first time Todoroki had seen her smile when he was around her. He would never forgive himself for missing such a beautiful feeling until now.

“Thank you,” y/n said. There was no sarcasm in her voice, she was sincere.

Todoroki nodded slightly. He apologized later, he apologized for the things he said before the fight that day, and there was no sarcasm in his voice, he was sincere too.

Y/n looked at him confused for a moment and smiled. "You've changed," she said with a smile. “My brother changed you.” Todoroki nodded silently. “Many things made this happen. I think I've matured." he smiled.

Y/n wasn't sure if she'd ever seen him smile other than making fun of her, but she loved it.

They both watched around silently for a while. Todoroki got scared and asked the question he had been wanting to ask for a long time.

"Will you come back?"

Y/n didn't know what to say when she faced with a question she didn't know the answer to. She shook her head.

"I don't know. I don't think I can find a good reason."

Todoroki nodded. He didn't know how long he clenched his fist, but when it started to hurt, he relaxed.

Should he? How would she react? Was this something wrong? Hadn't he been thinking about this for weeks? “Fuck it,” he said and turned to the young girl.

“You want a good reason, right?”

Y/n looked at him in surprise. She couldn't react to the lips that touched her right after she nodded.

When Todoroki pulled back a few seconds later, the young girl was frozen.

Her heart was beating so fast she thought she was going to die. She was now thinking about everything she didn't want to think about for months. She should have hated him. So why didn't she feel that way?

Y/n approached the young boy and kissed him this time. It was a slightly longer kiss than the one before. When they both pulled back, they looked away in embarrassment.

Todoroki leaned his forehead against the young girl's and closed his eyes again.

“You changed me, not your brother.”

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[donna-wants-to-be-an-alien]

Egg on the head

So, this is inspired by me watching Movie 26 and the fact that when he is Furuya Rei, instead of a persona, he constantly behaves like a L'Oréal model xD

Also watching to many Reddit videos ^^°

This is also in the same story-verse as “Comfort in the rain” and I'm playing with the idea of just writing short One Shots out of order, cause a full story is kinda daunting xD

Maybe the collection needs a name, tho...

Anyway, onto the story:

I was cleaning the flat and putting away all my crafting supplies, since Rei and Haro would be over soon. It had been a while since Amuro Tooru disappeared, only for Rei to show up and introducing himself to Azusa and everyone he knew from the café. And to me.

I wasn't sure what to feel at first, but we kinda had an afternoon, where everyone, Azusa, Ran and other assorted acquaintances sat at a table and worked through it. After all, he had been undercover and for a good reason, so we tried to go from there.

While he wasn't completely different, Rei was... certainly distinguishable from his Amuro persona.

He tended to be more brash, open about his opinion in a heated manner and VAIN. My lord, but he knew his looks and he knew he was cool!

Funnily enough, though, once he was himself and dropped the customer service act, I really started to like him more.

Hours on skin and hair care routines and all.

After I finished making the flat puppy safe and just freshening up a bit, I thought I would quickly make my way to the corner store and buy some treats for us, maybe some nice dinner, a tasty juice, stuff like that.

This wasn't our first date, or the first time Rei came over, but he'd been on a longer case and we hadn't had much time to ourselves, lately.

I grabbed some things that looked appealing, until I came to the fresh cuts of fish in the cooler area. A nice big piece of salmon was tempting me, especially since it was on sale and I seemed lucky enough to get the last package. I put it in my basket and walked about a meter away, when I heard a shrill voice calling out:

“Excuse me?!”

I turned back to the cooler and an older woman, who looked well dressed, with a sour expression, stood at the empty sales area.

“Yes?”

“You took the last salmon, right? Give it to me, I need it for dinner!”

I was taken aback by the rude demeanour and looked into the basket and back to her.

“I'm sorry, but I came first and I want this as a dinner for my partner.”

I didn't know how to end this further in any kind of polite farewell, so I bowed and turned around, ready to go to the check- out.

The woman grunted and began to follow me, muttering under her breath and then spoke to me:

“Really, young people today! I want this fish and you should give it to me and stop being so rude! Have some respect and just look for some cheap cuts, like you should!”

Astonished by her behaviour, I just stood there, not sure how to respond, when I heard someone come up behind me, putting his arm around my waist.

A few seconds before he moved into my space, a small white ball of fluff had sprung up my legs to be greeted, so I knew it was Rei, I smiled down at Haro and cooed:

“Hi, baby, how was your day?”

I didn't feel comfortable, dealing with the shrieking lady, so I was quite happy to occupy myself with the dog, glad that I had texted Rei my plans of getting groceries. (Even tho this was another timely safe, did he have a sixth sense for needing to rescue people?!)

He huffed and said under his breath:

“I can deal with her. Are you okay?”

I nodded and he stepped up, but he didn't take two steps, before she started to berate him.

“Who are you, now? Another disrespectful hooligan, trying to make my day worse?!”

He took a deep breath, put on a calm demeanour and tried to placate the woman.

“Ma'am, please lower your voice and let's talk about this situation calmly.”

The customer eyed him up and down and huffed:

“This situation can be solved by giving me the salmon that is rightfully mine, so hand it over!”

Rei's expression turned stony and he shrugged his shoulders.

“My partner was first and got the last piece, you have no right to it and we are going to leave now, I hope that you can be reasonable!”

He turned to me and Haro, his back to the hag, who grabbed something in her basket and before I could warn him, she chucked and hit him in the back of his head with something going 'splat'.

As it dripped down, I hysterically giggled:

“Did she just throw an egg at you?!”

Looking up and seeing the look of pure murder on his face, turning around to glare at his assailant, giving me an excellent view of his blond hair, sticky with egg and shell, I couldn't suppress the helpless laughter at the absurdity of this situation.

The local Police was called, the woman arrested and Rei was sulking the whole time and way home.

Grinning at this toddler-age behaving man, I kissed him on the cheek and promised:

“When we're home, Ill help my hero clean up, yeah?”

He tried to stay grumpy, but grinned at me.

In the end we spend over an hour, Rei relaxing in the tub, me washing his hair and just glad that he was back, with more time for us.

And without egg all over him.

[rainisawriter]

I saw your requests are open and I have a request for murayama🐥 If Murayama's girlfriend prefers her love language to him by writing poetry for him and giving small gifts (like a simple drawing,painted stone,necklace and etc.) A girlfriend who is a little afraid of contact in a relationship What would he be like in this relationship? What would he think of this love language Headcanon or oneshot is not important to me, can you write something about it＼ʕ •ᴥ•ʔ／

Genre: Fluff, slice of life

Word Count: 2,461

A/N: Let me just say that this is the best banner I’ve made in a while lol I really like it. Also, I realized halfway through this request that you wanted them to be dating already but I was in too deep to fix it T_T)/ I hope you don’t mind and I hope you still enjoy this~

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The first time you met Murayama Yoshiki, you knew that he would become an important person in your life. Maybe you didn’t realize that he would become the love of your life, but you knew he would be important. There was just something about him that drew you in, like a fish unable to escape a whirlpool. Though, part of you wasn’t so sure you wanted to escape.

In the beginning, you weren’t sure how to get his attention but you knew you wanted it. You couldn’t just come out and say that you thought he was cute, so you did what you do best – you wrote him a poem and made him a bracelet to go along with it. Neither were anything fancy, but they had come from your heart and you hoped he would be able to sense that.

You couldn’t just waltz up to him and give it to him, though. He was the leader of Oya Koukou, always surrounded by guys who would lay their lives down for him. You didn’t feel quite so comfortable stepping into Oya, either, so you took a less direct route.

“Can you please give this to Murayama-san?” you smiled brightly, holding out the small box containing the two items, along with some cookies you had bought from the store. It was secured with a blue ribbon so the contents wouldn’t spill out.

Furuya and Seki exchanged a look, clearly unsure of how to feel about this situation. No one had ever been brave enough to come up to them unless they were looking for a fight and you were looking at them without fear. Rather, you were looking at them with kindness which caught them off guard. Oya students were never looked upon with kindness.

“Um…” Furuya cleared his throat, glancing at his friend before slowly taking the box from your hand. “Sure…”

“Thank you very much!” You smiled brightly, bowing to them before turning and rushing away.

The two men watched you blankly until you turned the corner.

“What if it’s a bomb?” questioned Seki, taking a step back.

Furuya scoffed, smacking him atop his bald head. “Don’t be an idiot.”

When Furuya finally presented the box to Murayama, the younger male wasn’t entirely sure how to feel. He assumed it was just a challenge letter or another glitter bomb. The latter made him pause in opening it, dark eyes shifting to the couch he sat upon. He was still finding glitter stuck to the fabric after the last one he had received and that was over two months ago.

With a scowl, he decided to head outside in order to open it, not wanting to have to clean up the mess again if it really was a glitter bomb. Not that he had actually put in any work the last time – it was mostly Furuya and the lower ranking among the part-timers.

Safely outside, he tugged the ribbon, letting it fall to the ground. When he lifted the lid, he could only blink at the contents, clearly confused. He reached for the neatly folded paper first, convinced that it just had to be a challenge letter, but it wasn’t. 

He certainly wasn’t the brightest kid at Oya, so the poem left him scratching his head, though he’d be lying if he said it didn’t elicit a warm reaction from within him. The bracelet was made of brown rope with a baseball charm in the center, surrounded by two blue beads on either side of it. 

The bag of cookies was snatched from the box by a grinning Seki but they were quickly taken back by the younger male, a scowl on his lips. His dark eyes fell on Furuya. “Oi, where did you get this?”

The tall man shrugged a shoulder. “Someone asked me to give it to you.”

“Who?”

“I didn’t get their name…”

Murayama exhaled in annoyance, his eyes returning to the poem. He wasn’t sure why, but every time his gaze slid across the words, it awoke a fluttering feeling in his chest. Though the full meaning was lost on him, he could understand a part of it. Whoever had written this clearly felt strongly about him, he could feel it in every stroke of the pen.

“Find them,” muttered Murayama, making the two older men exchange a look of surprise.

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“There, it’s done!” you grinned brightly, setting the paint brush down onto the table. Your hands and apron were covered in various colored paints but you didn’t mind – it was part of the creative process, after all! Sitting before you was the completed canvas, the colors vibrant and warm.

“Woah, that looks amazing,” commented your best friend. “Who is he?”

“Murayama Yoshiki.” The name felt nice on your tongue and you smiled warmly, admiring his silhouette in front of the school he adored so much. “Do you think he’ll like it?”

“He better,” she scoffed, folding her arms over her chest. “Any guy would be lucky to receive this as a gift.”

“Thank you,” you nodded proudly. “I think it’s my best work!”

“When are you going to -”

The doors of the art room were thrown open, causing both of you to whip around in surprise. Your friend looked terrified, her body tensing up as she slowly backed away.

You slowly stood up from the stool, blinking at Furuya and Seki. “What are you two doing here? How did you even find me?”

Your friend looked at you in shock, leaning toward you and hissing, “You know these two?!”

“Not personally, no,” you replied nonchalantly, shifting to the side so they wouldn’t see the painting.

Furuya stepped farther into the room, glancing around and wrinkling his nose. When was the last time he had been inside a classroom that wasn’t destroyed? Elementary school, perhaps? It felt strange to him.

“Murayama sent us to get you.”

Your eyes widened, heart skipping a beat. “W-What for?”

Your friend’s voice shook as she stepped toward you, fingers curling around your arm. “Y-You can’t just… just walk in here and kidnap people!”

“Hah?” His eyes narrowed at her, his tone enough to make her flinch.

“It’s okay,” you told her softly, offering her a reassuring smile and a pat on the hand. “They won’t hurt me.” ‘I hope,’ you found yourself thinking.

“Are you sure…?”

“Yes.”

“Come on, we don’t have all day,” scowled Furuya, though his voice lacked its usual bite. “We’ve been looking for you for hours and we’re hungry.”

“Sorry for the trouble,” you apologized. “Just one moment, okay?”

He watched you closely as you gathered your things and he didn’t miss how you hid the canvas from him, carefully wrapping it up with brown paper. You felt nervous as you followed the two large men from the school, hyper aware of the strange and terrified looks of your classmates. 

The worst your school ever saw was someone kicking the vending machine because their snack got stuck, so seeing these two obvious delinquents had everyone on edge, especially since you were following them. You kept your head high, though, smiling brightly to let everyone know you were okay. You hoped they wouldn’t sense your nervousness.

Arriving at Oya put you even more on edge because everyone was watching you, sizing you up to see if you were a fit challenge for them. You had no doubt in your mind that if Furuya and Seki hadn’t been with you, they wouldn’t have hesitated to attack you. As someone who couldn’t fight to save your life, you found yourself walking closer to Furuya for comfort.

The boys led you into the gym where Murayama was waiting, lying across the couch and tossing a ball into the air before catching it. Several groups of guys were scattered throughout the gym, all of whom looked at you with suspicion and confusion as you were led to the stage.

“We’re back!” announced Seki with a grin.

Murayama caught the ball, moving his head to the side. His eyes locked with yours and you felt your breath catch in your throat. You had seen him so many times before this, but it was always from a distance and never up close. Had he always been this pretty?

He slowly sat up, his feet pressing against the floor as he watched you. He lifted his hand, motioning for you to come closer but you were rooted to the spot, unable to tear your gaze away from those dark pools.

Furuya gave your shoulder a gentle shove, knocking you from your daze.

You clutched the painting to your chest as you slowly stepped closer, gaze on the ground in front of you.

“Oi,” called Murayama, his tone softer than you had expected. “Why did you give me these?”

Glancing up, you saw him holding the poem you had written. The bracelet was secured around his wrist, bringing a bright grin to your lips. “You’re wearing it!”

He tilted his head to the side. “That’s usually what people do with bracelets, yeah?”

“Yes, I just… I thought you might have thrown it away,” you admitted sheepishly, rubbing the back of your neck. “I’m really happy you kept it.”

Why was his heart picking up speed? He wasn’t sure, but it made him feel vulnerable and he didn’t like feeling that way. His eyes flickered to the brown package held protectively against your chest. “What’s that?”

You felt warmth flood your cheeks, grip tightening around the painting. Yes, you were quite proud of what you had created but… were you read to show it to him? Giving him the poem was easy because you weren’t there to see his reaction. If you showed him the painting now, you wouldn’t be able to avoid it if he didn’t like it. 

“It’s, um… it’s nothing! Just a school project,” you lied, laughing nervously.

Furuya scoffed, folding his arms over his chest. “It’s a painting.”

“You saw it?!” Your wide eyes snapped to him and he smirked.

Murayama’s eyes narrowed at the two of you, feeling jealous that Furuya knew what it was when you refused to show it to him. Clicking his tongue, he stood up and jumped down from the stage, closing the distance in just a few strides. He reached toward you without thinking and you winced, taking a step back.

His brow furrowed, hand falling back to his side. “Are you afraid of me?”

“No!” You replied quickly, shaking your head. “Sorry, I’m just not very good with being touched.”

“Oh.”

You nodded, biting your lower lip in thought. After a moment of silence, you slowly held out the painting. “I made this for you, Murayama-san. I hope you like it.”

His heart skipped a beat at how cute you are and he’d be lying if he said he wasn’t happy to be receiving a gift from you. He took the package, careful not to touch your fingers as he did so. He tugged away the brown paper, dark eyes scanning the canvas.

You watched his expression carefully, but he remained stoic, causing you to bite your lip again. “You probably don’t like paintings, huh? I didn’t really think about it, I’m sorry.”

Though his face remained blank, there was a war zone going on inside of him. He was absolutely touched by the painting you had done of him. He was touched by the bracelet and the poem. He couldn’t remember a time he had felt happier, though he knew taking over Oya was a close second.

“I love it,” he breathed out, eyes shimmering with sincerity as he stepped closer to you.

A bright smile came to your lips and he was sure it had just brightened the room. “I’m so glad!”

“Why are you giving me these things?” Murayama was dumb, but he wasn’t that dumb. He had a good idea of the answer, but he wanted to hear you say it. He wanted to be sure.

“Ah, well…” you rubbed the back of your head, cheeks warming. “I really like you, Murayama-san.”

“Yoshiki. Call me Yoshiki.”

You felt like you were going to burst with happiness. “Yoshiki-san, then.”

He adored the way his name sounded coming from you and he wanted to hear it again. His mind was racing as he tried to grasp onto the words he wanted to say. He just wanted to ask you out on a date, it couldn’t be that hard! Yet the words continued to escape him, much to his frustration.

“Yoshiki-san?”

“What?”

You hesitated for a moment. “Will you…”

His heart skipped a beat. Were you about to ask him out?

“…look at the painting tonight? In the dark, I mean.”

His heart dropped, a frown tugging at his lips. “Why?”

“Please?” You pressed your hands together, giving him a pleading look that he couldn’t being himself to say no to.

“Fine.”

“Thank you!” You glanced at your watch and clicked your tongue. “I have to go, but don’t forget, okay?”

Before he could utter a word, you turned on your heel and rushed away. Murayama’s frown deepened as he looked at the painting. What was so special about looking at it at night? It made no sense.

Then again, nothing about this situation made any sense to him.

That night, he waited for the sky to darken before he slipped away from the gym, painting in hand. He headed into an empty classroom, not turning on the light and nearly tripping over a desk lying on the floor. He clicked his tongue in annoyance, kicking it out of the way.

It was then that something caught his eye. Something was glowing a faint green in the darkness. He slowly lifted the painting, squinting at the words. Painted in the bottom corner with glow in the dark paint were the words, will you go out with me?

He scoffed in disbelief, the corners of his lips sliding upward. What a cheeky little thing you were! 

To him, you were strange. He didn’t understand poetry or painting or making bracelets. He didn’t understand why you liked him or how you had come to do so, but he admired the fact that you had approached Furuya and Seki without fear. 

You didn’t look at any of them with disgust or fear, just kindness. People were always quick to judge those at Oya, and rightfully so, but they were rarely ever given a chance. You were willing to give them one.

Murayama smiled as he leaned against the window sill, the cool night air ruffling his hair. He could definitely picture you as the queen of Oya, as his queen. 

“I hope you’re ready,” he hummed softly. “Tomorrow, I make you mine~”

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[yushirosblog]

Furuya Rei x female! Reader

"What is love?"

(Tad bit of angst??)(wholesome)(fluff)

Warnings= mention of bullying and neglect + mention of bloody and slightly graphic scenes

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He hates it. He hates his life, this world. Almost everything. Ever since he was a child, he had no parents, no friends, no one to support him except Elena. Always being bullied, tormented for being "half japanese". He never felt love before. No one really thought of him like that, at all. And things only got tougher when he graduated the police academy. His friends died, left alone out there in the cruel world without anyone to comfort him. He never understood the reason to love someone. Getting attached will just hurt him in the end, his life's just a game. A sick, twisted game the criminal black organisation made. Seeing everyone die, had become a bit... normal to him. Being an agent was dangerous. The only thing he had sworn to protect was his country.

Until... he met you. You were kind and welcoming to him. Not bothering to care if he was a "half japanese" or anything. You saw him as a human being, nothing less. You were warmth, and you were safety. And when you two started dating... he couldn't help but grow protective and attached to you. Seeing you smile and laugh with him. Those light-hearted moments brought him joy. So much joy. You made him feel like the luckiest man alive... the woman of his dreams he thought he'd never have.

He swears to protect you and his country. You were everything after all. And you, were his darling girlfriend.

[valkyr7e]

Working and cuddles

Character : Rei furuya x gn! reader

Genre: fluff

Warnings: cursing

Authors Note :Its my first time writing and it might not be the best so please stay nice ! 😅

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„You 're really a pain in the ass Sometimes"

„I 'm Not!"

„yes you are ,now please let me Work"

„You can contine to Work i dont mind "

He sighed, kind of annoyed by youre behavier at the Moment. He was trying to finish his Work paper late in the night when you sneaky Thing decided to mess with him by laying youre head on his lap while working.

„love please , i really need to finish this today and you need to rest too , but youre really Not a big Help right now."

You just cuddled even closer to him, not wanting to move from where you are.You could see his beautiful face AND sleep.Ever since you sleeped the first time next to him ,you sleeped less good without him.

"ugh"

"I dont want to" You pout.

"You know i cant sleep without you!"

"Well you could at least try tho" You werent going to Stop ,so he gave up in trying to make you move by youreself.

-I guess i have to wait Till theyre asleep -

After a while He could hear you breath peacefully.

-Finally ,that took Long engough-

Slowly and very quite he got Up and moved you into The bed himself .He still had a lot to do which is going to take a while to finish.He really could'nt let you sleep like that in his lap,you would only complain about back Problems in the next morning!

Tho he had to admit he Lives for those moments where you refuse to leave him Alone.

[cafe-mysa]

welcome to 'cafe mysa', a small cafe where you can find detective conan and genshin impact related content, can i get you anything?

i'm pix, and i'll be taking your order today~ here, take a seat while i bring you a menu. if you have any requests, i'll see what i can do, but please make sure you follow the rules before you do so!

if you look around you, you'll find fluff and comfort. not to worry, this space is safe for minors, but please be noted that i am an adult!

that being said:

about mod-san:

name: pix pronouns: she/they age: 20 main yumes are: - lyney (genshin // romantic // non-sharing) - lynette (genshin // younger sister // non-sharing) - freminet (genshin // younger brother // non-sharing) - soshi okita (detco // romantic // non-sharing) - jinpei matsuda (detco // older brother // non-sharing) - shinichi kudo (detco // older brother // non-sharing) - rei furuya (detco // father figure // non-sharing) - kansuke yamato (detco // father figure // non-sharing)

currently preparing...

- how they treat being in a secret relationship with you (detco drabbles) - secret relationship with lyney (genshin oneshot)

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[sawamiyukiss]

Friendship! Daiya No Ace Headcanons

✨ First Year Trio x Reader ✨ Art by aiaipoponta0605 on X

✨ Photo Version coming soon. Tiktok version coming soon ✨

🌸 Sawamura Eijun 🌸

You became friends with him because he saw you reading one of the shoujo manga he really likes and he just started up a conversation

You now share shoujo manga recommendations

You like to share snacks together in between classes

He made you go see them play and you fell in love with the Seido baseball team and now you often visit during practice

Friends with Eijun? Now you're friends with all of the baseball team

🌸 Furuya Satoru 🌸

You became friends with him through Sawamura and he lowkey intimidated you at first because he's so quiet

He's kind of a dry texter but he will reply right away to you

He often texts you random photos of things he's seen so you can continue the conversation

He always silently offers you his snacks, holds them out to you without a word

He pretends he doesn’t need help during study sessions for exams but he'll sit beside you at every session and lowkey copy your notes.

🌸 Kominato Haruichi 🌸

You became friends randomly because he happened to be standing by the vending machine the one time you were short on cash and he had just enough to help you

The next day you repaid him by bringing him homemade cookies and a sweet note he still has the note in his pencil case

He always lets you borrow his pens and erasers when you forget yours

🌷✨ More characters and stories coming soon! Thank you for reading! 🌸💌 Requests are Open! 💌🌸 Feel free to send in headcanon ideas, drabble requests, etc! 🎀✨

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[potahun]

furukaza sick day... furuya making kazami soup🥹🥹

WHO?S COMING HERE TO ATTACK ME IN MY OWN HOUSE (thank you so much)

HELP

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TT WAIT. i drew this (almost)?!!!! i forgot i drew this ;;; well, i drew congee instead of soup, and (as usual) it's more on the silly side than on the sweet/cute side, but the continuation of this was meant to be soft, with furuya wiping the sweat off the forehead of a delirious kazami ...

TT aaaaa furuya spoonfeeds him and catches the flu from the proximity so they take turns being sick...then kazami sits by his bedside, and furuya is delirious, begging for kissies, so kazami goes from thinking "*sigh, making unreasonable demands even when he's sick" to yielding and giving him a little smoochie on his brow, near the temple, because "sorry for contaminating you..." and furuya's fever shoots up 3 degrees

[heaven-s-black-box]

Notes- Brother's Rival's... sibling?; multiple & fem!Reader

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Recovery date: April 8th, 2025

Description: YOUR REQUESTS ARE OPEN AGAINNNN!!! Can I request the daiya boys (your pick) reacting to their sister dating their rival's sibling

Notes: Recovered in conjunction with an anonymous researcher, we thank them for their contributions. Yesss, hiiii! So, I did Miyuki and Mei, Sawamura and Furuya, and Yuki and Masatoshi (Masa-san). Pretty short and sweet to start off.

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Miyuki and Mei

Mei has sisters, and I’m pretty sure they’re all significantly older than him

So as Miyuki’s sister, you’re around one of their ages

Are Miyuki and Mei even rivals? Sure.

Miyuki is just glad you’re happy

You’ve always looked out for him, stepping in like a parent while your dad worked

He’s just glad you’re focusing on your life and finding your own happiness without worrying about him

Does wish he wasn’t stuck hanging out with Mei when you guys visit your future in-laws

Oh ya, he calls them your future in-laws but hates when Mei says they’re going to be brothers-in-law

Sawamura and Furuya

Both canonically only children, but Sawmaura is such a younger brother

Giving them both older siblings just kinda makes sense, baby brother squad unite

Furuya’s sibling totally lives in hokkaido, so you only meet when they come to visit Furuya

Pure coincidence that you run into each other and Furuya’s sibling is lost

You realized you were going to the same place so you arrived together

Sawamura is on guard as soon as he realizes that’s Furuya’s sibling

When you start dating there is a lot of grumbling from Sawamura, but you win Furuya’s approval instantly because if you’re even half the person Eijun is you’re good in his book

Sawamura is performatively against the relationship, but hates when you get sad about your long distance relationship

Him and Furuya make excuses for you two to end up in Tokyo at the same time

Masatoshi and Yuki

Masa’s little sister dating Masashi? 

The two brothers don’t really care beyond the usual brotherly protectiveness

Their rivalry isn’t really serious, they don’t have anything against each other

The biggest scandal is that you go to Inashiro, and everyone else thinks this is a huge deal while your brothers just care that you respect each other

Masa does sometimes tease Yuki about not going pro, but he also gives your boyfriend advice when he asks

They’re both super supportive of your relationship, but also make sure you don’t make any dumb decisions regarding your futures

Masa definitely teases you, but that’s normal