#gaku: blush

[nitunio]

ITS SO UNEXPECTED EVERY TIMEE I LISTEN TO TRG'S "TREASURE" WHEN GAKU HALF-YELLS GROWLS AND . UGHHGGHHGGH HFFHHFHFHFFFFHHHHH

[gakups4]

teasing them (hcs)

includes : osaragi, uzuki kei, shin asakura & gaku (x gn!reader)

cw. suggestive

- osaragi isn’t the most expressive, but the faint blush and small smile doesn’t goes unnoticed by you.

- when she notices you being touchy towards her—grabbing her waist and stroking her body gently, she’ll hug you and hide her face on your shoulders, trying to calm down her beating heart. if she has enough courage, she would leave kisses on your skin

- make outs would be rare, but osaragi would love french kissing you. she prefers to either be on top of you or you pinning her down, she just loves the feeling of each other’s bodies being close. your lips having a glossy look after a session is endearing to her

- but when you both do make out, she’ll put a piece of candy in her mouth for you both to fight over! she’ll eat a minty one if she’s feeling more playful

- leaving kisses on her legs and thighs really does it for her, bite them and leave hickeys too when you can. osaragi would be breathing heavily from your teasing

- she’s a lovergirl at heart, so please give her all of your affection ♡

- kei is very not used to affection, so teasing him would be very fun (for you). wouldn’t push you away because of your antics, but if he was snail, he’d definitely hide in his shell

- holding his face and staring intently to his eyes would fluster him a lot. your faces are so close to each other, he could almost feel your lips. if you do it for too long, he’ll start to look around everywhere but you. but if you won’t let go at all, he’ll start muttering “please stop…” (he doesn’t want you to, but he’s just way too shy). how could he not blush when your pretty face is directly in front of him, he will never forget that view

- another way to tease kei is to whisper sweet or even dirty things to his ears. he’ll turn stiff and grip his clothes, trying to regain his composure.

- want to overstep the line a little more? kiss, bite or lick his ears and the oh so powerful assassin would start heavily panting. he’s so flustered he doesn’t know what to do with himself, if you roughen your actions a little more, he would start whimpering

- aside from that, you should tug his hair and bite or suck his Adam’s apple. at this point he’s nothing but a puddle. he’s thankful to wear turtlenecks to hide the hickeys you gave him

- uzuki kei may be a dangerous person, if not the most. but only you know how weak his heart is

- since shin can read minds, you don’t even have to lift a finger to get his knees buckling (and you should take advantage of it). stare at him intently while he’s exercising, he’s trying so hard to keep his cool but your thoughts of undressing him in your head is making it harder for him (hah).

- you can think the most dirtiest things ever while having a stoic expression or sweet smile. shin is always in a hard time because of you

- he could be talking to sakamoto and suddenly he sees an image of you about pinning him to the bed. he can’t even scold you without looking suspicious to mr sakamoto

- straddling him is another way to fluster him, no matter how many times you do it, it’ll always make him go shy.

- you should feel up his abs and biceps! he doesn’t have those for no reason. you could also put your mouth to good use and kiss them. at this point, shin should just give up on pushing you away and let you play with him

- it’s fun to tease shin with how reactive he is with his feelings, especially with that clairvoyance he has! bully him all you want

- gaku definitely has a thing for biting.

- cover him with bite marks, he’ll shudder from how sharp your teeth are on his skin. if you bite down on anywhere that is more sensitive, he’ll whine and pant

- bite him until his skin bleeds, he’ll never get over how good the feeling is (and probably get turnt on.)

- I really think he likes you roughing him up, so push and shove him whenever you can. hold his jaw harshly, or even his throat, and maybe tightly to the point he can barely breathe. and if you’re strong enough, manhandle him.

- he gets off to your praises too, he doesn’t hear them often before meeting you. “you’re so strong, gaku”, “you’re really good at playing that game”, “you’re amazing at this gaku” and whatever else. gaku would want to hear them more and get desperate to impress you all the time

- if you send more than enough praises to him, he might just bow down to you and breathe heavily due to the intense adrenaline he’s getting from your loving words

- if he’s in a really submissive mood, even kissing you would turn him whiney. leave teasing kisses on his face while having a loving gaze towards him just makes him soo giddy and needy.

- gaku is deep down still childish, similar to an abandoned puppy. he’s happy to receive whatever affection you’ll give to him

[tenns-secret-night]

Sweet Services

Headcanons on some displays of intimacy.

Genre: Fluff

Characters: Gentaro Yumeno x reader, Ramuda Amemura x reader (hypmic), Kujo Tenn x reader, Momo x reader(Idolish7) (all seperate)

Warnings: none

A/N: G/N! Reader!

Gentaro Yumeno

Anything really that involves with you both being physically close.

Usually involving some form of self care between the two of you

A lot of hair care and skincare

You’re feeling sad/in need of comfort? Wait one moment while Gentaro grabs the brush.

Please do the same to him too.

“I think I may quit writing and become a beautician”

“That was but a lie”

Despite him saying this both of your hair and skin never looked better.

Alongside this, he also likes to read to you.

If he needs your ideas on a manuscript or if he just found and interesting novel while out

He will hold you gently against his chest and read you a story until you fall asleep

Ramuda Amemura

It’s a bit obvious but modeling!

He finishes work with the prototype of a new accessory he designed and he wants to see it on you now

When you try on things like necklaces and earrings he always makes sure to place a playful kiss to your jaw/cheek

He tells you that you look amazing, but he’d say that for anything you wore.

If you go over to a mirror to see you can bet he’s attached to you, arms wrapped around you, head places on your shoulder.

“You’re so cute in this you should just keep it for yourself!”

He can always make more for his shop. That particular accessory is now specially your own.

Whatever collection of accessories and clothes you had before the relationship has tripled.

Tenn Kujo

He can get pretty sore from working long hours as an idol so please

Cuddles and massages

Started out with him complaining about his shoulders being stiff after a long rehearsal and turned into a nightly routine.

Pays you back with cuddles

Will absentmindedly run his hands through your hair as he reviews his schedule for the next day

It’s very hard for him to turn off his work brain so it’s good to remind him that he needs to rest as well

“When you make that face I can’t help but rest”

Gaku and Ryu found out about his routine at some point and won’t him live it down.

It’s all playful though, they truly are happy that Tenn is getting the rest he needs.

Momo

Cooking together!

He may not be the best at it but oh my gosh will he try his hardest.

You both tried to make karaage together once and he burnt the oil.

He can learn though, once he was shown how to fry in oil, he has never messed up again.

Has gone to Yuki’s house before to learn how to cook a dish you mentioned wanting to make with him.

When you both cook together, he rests his head on top of your own as you demonstrate what you want him to do.

When it’s time to eat he will insist on feeding you.

It’s a complete K.O. if you feed him back, he’s a blushing mess.

[pillow-anime-talk]

music & vocaloids month ; eighth day.

synopsis: Nobu fell in love with an angel who surprised him every day.

# tags: scenario; current relationship; slice of life; romance; fluff; soft!nobu; playing guitar together; kiss; sfw

includes: gender neutral reader ft. nobuo terashima {nana}

autor’s note: i miss him :( my boy deserves the best.

You and Nobuo were lying in bed that evening, talking about the future and your dreams; you have been in a relationship for over a year and have been slowly thinking about living together. Of course, somewhere close to the studio, so that your boyfriend can easily meet his friends at band rehearsals, but also in a place where you are close to your work in the cafe. Your relationship was full of joy and intimacy, you loved spending time with each other, going on dates, and developing your passions together. Even if you didn’t know much about music, you loved listening to your boyfriend, and even if he didn’t understand your hobbies, he also wanted to participate in them, even buying you small gifts or going with you wherever you asked.

This weekend you decided to spend together in your flat; you decided to cook something good and wanted to encourage your partner to watch ���Pokémon’. Nobuo always carried a guitar and a notebook to write down notes or lyrics, so when you were making food in the kitchen, he would play calm melodies on the chair next to you, tuning the instrument.

“Do you want it spicier or not?” You asked while frying noodles with vegetables, and the fair-haired man looked up at you.

“You can add a bit of chili, but not too much.” He smiled, continuing to tune his guitar, and you nodded.

While adding more ingredients to the dish, various thoughts and uncertainties swirled in your head all the time. The twenty-year-old seemed to be calm and watched you and his beloved instrument carefully all the time, but you were still thinking. Even as you put your tasty dinner on the deep plates, you bit your lip and jumped from foot to foot, not knowing what to do.

“...Will you teach me to play your guitar, Nobu?” You asked suddenly what made the instrument go silent. The brown-eyed man looked at you with great surprise, but after a few seconds a huge smile appeared on his pale face and a sincere sparkle in his eyes.

“On... my guitar?” He repeated in surprise, and you nodded slowly, feeling unimaginably embarrassed.

You never dreamed of playing an instrument, but the passion your boyfriend put into the game was amazing. So you wanted to know why he loved the guitar and music so much.

“Yes... If that’s not a problem. I just thought about this question for a long time and asked it out of curiosity... You don’t have to do it if it’s too much for you, baby!” You said a little more stressed this time, but the man immediately got up from the high, black chair and then walked over to you. A quick kiss on the lips made you blush.

“Of course I will teach you!” He spoke a little louder, excited by the situation. Literally half a second later, he grabbed your warm hand and pulled you into the bedroom, making you both completely forget about the warm meal you had prepared; about noodles with vegetables and tofu.

For the next few hours, without the slightest hunger but full of love, you talked about playing the guitar, about your general desire to learn the instrument. You talked about Nobuo’s passion for music, about the Black Stones, about everything and nothing. In the next two hours you learned the basics; about a few finger positions that did not cause you any difficulties at the moment.

Your boyfriend was delighted, and seeing your smile and curiosity in your eyes, he knew that he couldn’t find a better partner. Every day you surprised him with something new, something unusual. Nobuo really thought you were an angel sent to him after all the heartbreak and pain he had before he met you.

previous day ; momotaro onzai from moons ♡ next day ; gaku youtome from trigger

[ilikecutecat]

How I think the ARR boys would react if you throw a cake at them

before we start, i haven't read much about the lore/ i forget most of them now. So some characters might be off character sorry.

reader/mc is gender neutral

Koga Kitamikado

Uh pretty good 6/10 Definitely would say he enjoys the fun and challenge (?) 100% would laugh at it. -1000000 points if you throw a peach cake at him

Kuya

Ehh… 5/10 This could end in 2 ways Bro definitely fly up if you throw it or he not was enough ( idk if he have a fast reflex) The second outcome and the more likely. Wouldn't even care. He definitely would like the cream of his face then just fall asleep -1 point cuz koga won't like the floor/ bed dirty

Aoi

-10/10 Mad as hell, you might get the silent treatment Definitely made you clean up or help you clean up a bit. +1 if he like you he will try to be kindish more and won't yell at you that much Keyword: try

Ginnojo

4/10 Might be confused about what u doing I say depends on your relationship, if you 2 close he might laugh it off (?) if not uh yeah. Might blushes if you clean up his face ( if you a woman ) i say he would

( Idk how to write him)

Yura

100/10 Would very like it His brother don't so mins 10 points Yura would say something like: " this cake is yummy or thou art a teaseing woman or something" ( I'm not good with old language ) 100% would like the cream. All the cream of his face. Might ask for some more.

Toichiro Yuri

-1/10 not good. Mad definitely mad. But I think he might smile and laugh at it. Not sure if he think this might be childish but ehhh.. maybe. Gonna be a little shit about it. +5 point if you help him pranks koga with peach. 100% would get revenge on you. Watch your back.

Shizuki

0/10 yeh Might swap the tochiro point and shizuki point together idk.

Toichiro could like bring him booze and lock him and you togethers He either have a good reflex and freeze the cake before it gets to him. Or he fail. Would say he pretty disappointed and will told you that you are imatured (?)

-100000 points if you tell that he fail to kagemaru.

Kuro

10000000/10 I love him Would laugh at it like koga ( love his silly smile ) 100% would lick the cream and taste it. 99% put some creams on your face as revenge. 1% stand for he no wanna hurt your pretty face <3 Enjoy the fun and might make a cake war with everyone ( Good luck ) He could like make a cake theme circus like some of the event and invite you guys in. +100000000000 point cuz he is kuro and I love him part

Oji

7/10

"Young people/ youngster these days… " Or "I'm too old for this" He definitely said something related to that. You can't change my mind, I will take it down with my grave. +1 point if you help clean the mess and his mess. He would rewards you with the Rice Omelet. if not i will say poor Aoi...

he might escape the cake war if he ran out and smoke before it stared.

Gaku

2/10 no. Really don't. More no if you throw one at his brother. Even if yura like it. He doesn't tho. -2 point if the cake is sweet. Unless yura calm him down he will be hella mad. Don't tell toichiro about this.

(idk what else)

Nachi

8/10 meow I'm not sure if he like cake or not but it's you… Soo I suppose he doesn't mind much? You better apologize with sardines. Many many many many sardines Don't tell anyone tho. Who does not want to be the "butt of everyone's joke" Get it? :3

Kagemaru

Oh dear… You have guts 5/10 I say it's a 50/50 thing. In his profile he does like the strong.. idk if being bold like that is considered strong but.. you do you. Um would ask a fight about it. Idk if geisha allowed to make new ideas in the way to "seduce" customer but would add cake fight for the fun of it. Like tochiro+10 points if you do it to shizuki.

Well he have 2 persona before the event and after so… ( Spoiler)

Aki ( before the event)

6/10 Say something like "a-ah! Oh it's you! Haha.. I never knew.! Don't do it again pls.. I hate being scared (?" Uh yeah idk if he does say something like that I forgot but close to it. Would be shy about it tho

All now for the evi one.

Akiyasu Kurahashi

0/10 yeah I think it kinda self explain. But would ignore it. Or like uh used some onmyoij art to make it miss or something. But imagine if it does hit him. Wouldn't care. Would get annoyed tho.

Tatsuomi Oyama

6/10 if you are like futuba not so bad. But even if you are not. I say he still haddle it well. Not gonna yell or be mad he would be like normal. +1 point if you give him some apologize gift like nachi.

Yakumo Koizumi

8/10 "My doll you are so interesting…" Something like that. Not so sure if he hate cake or sweet or anything like that but yeah. I say he wouldn't mind cuz it's.. you after all. Maybe tiny bit minded that he have to change his clothes ( does he hate being dirty?? Idk) Make him high cuz he like you better then anyone. If it's something else? Oh they be dead.

Kyonosuke Aizen

?/10 idk tbh but -1 point cuz his name is long as hell and I have a difficult time writing it. I say he have good reflex and dodge it.

might called you childish Yeah. Sorry. Idk tbh. But would say he haddle it calm and collected. (maybe)

Mototaka Saotome 

8/10 would only work if you see the reader as futaba or you see him as your father yourself. Cuz he best dad. But would like some father and daughter/son( if you oc is a boy) moment I don't think he would be mad at you. If you look at how he gone to business so much he would think it nice to got some moment like mentioned above.

[youuuimeanmee]

RWTGI 35.1 - 35.2 Thoughts

I forgot chapter 35.2 is already out WAAAHH

I say Kirishima's name a lot this time, maybe I should call him Kiri.

Okay, this chapter confirms my suspicion. So his family really did neglect him.

Uhh I don't think the diary is meant to prove himself as a victim. I bet it's to keep record of what makes him happy 😅

BAHHAHAH Gaddamit.

I thought he was mourning, or at least self-reflecting. Who knew he was playing soccer 🤣 (where is your sympathy kid, tf) At least he knew not to play in the middle of people mourning, lol

Oh yeah, I just remember, Sumire (Kiri's great-aunt) did say his parents tried to get him to talk after that incident, but no matter how much they tried, he never answered them. Maybe it's because he's aware he's too different from them, they wouldn't understand him anyway? If that's the case, that's kinda amazing of Kiri for being able to (kinda) open up to Gaku even though he never met him, because just from a short meeting he knows his great-uncle is not normal like himself.

(If Kiri is your average kid, even if Sumire dropped some hints that Gaku is similar to him, he wouldn't be able to take the hint because he's too clouded with "no one understands me" prejudice. But no. Our Kiri here uses his brainn, bro)

Aww baby 🥺

Turns out his "friend" is more normal than he thought, his plan failed, he got into trouble. He did so much, yet, didn't get anything in the end lolol

I'm surprised Kiri is the first one who asked to be adopted. I don't think Sumire or his parents ever told him that the man in front of him is a yakuza. He must've put two & two together and concluded it himself.

If I could guess why Gaku accepted a brat like Kiri, it's may be because he saw his potential. I'm sure he never heard about Kiri until his sister introduced him, but the fact that she asked for his help is enough prove that his family couldn't handle him anymore. He never introduced himself as a yakuza but Kiri, with limited informations and short time, knew right away. He's not scared or nervous like normal people. In fact, he just focus on getting what he wants, and willing to do anything to get what he wants. Talented. Abnormal. Obsessed. Unhinged. Gaku could really use those traits. Even if he couldn't become his grandchild, at least he could become a reliable subordinate. Maybe that's why he accepted him so quick 😂

(Turns out there's another reason in the next chapter tho, so I'll save my thoughts for later.)

This is just a reminder to myself: Gaku barely provided Kiri with the neccessity needed, probably because he needs to test his worth if he wants to earn that "yakuza's grandchild" title. Or at least that's my theory. Maybe Gaku is just naturally apathetic. Maybe both.

Kiri might've liked Gaku to a certain degree because he's one of his few family who accepts him as who he is, but I'm pretty sure growing up with a man like him in a yakuza household has worsen his mental condition, until he meet Yoshino.

Wow. Turns out it's not the first time he waits for hours in the rain 🤣

AUGH. beautiful. Beautiful. I'm crying 😭😭😭

That's smart of the author. We wouldn't know if he really blushed because of her or if it's just the rain, lol

Yoshino saw a wolf. Renji saw a a guard dog 🤣

I don't like how Aoi kicked my son, but I have to agree with him here. Don't lick your blood on the floor, yuck.

Daww look at his happy lil feet seeing his obsession crush 🥺🤭

We know that Kiri used to date older women to leech, but seeing it with my own eyes disgust me. Not just Kirishima, but that grown-ass woman too; having sex with a minor, what the fuck. That's what I like from the author tho, just bc the ML did it, it doesn't mean it's romanticized.

OOHHH the day when Kirishima is appointed to be Yoshino's guard dog. Never thought I'd see this day come so fast, I thought we gonna have to wait for ch 80 or smth.

Hmm? The guy who killed Kyousuke? Do we know him? Is it Suo Azami? Nah, if he's around the same age as Kiri, he's practically a baby at that time. Wait, didn't he change his face tho? How old is he again? Or myb it's not Azami at all, myb it's his boss, Akime Hishibe? Oh I forgot Shouma said he's already dead, but I highly doubt it. Maybe the mastermind is still alive.

Um, if Kirishima is owned by Gaku, and Gaku leaves him under Renji's care, does it mean he's now owned by Renji? He doesn't have to obey Gaku anymore?

I'm confused with this whole ownership thing now.

Wait. A month? You gotta go big??

Wait wait wait.

Wow, oh wow. I need to recalibrate everything.

This panel gives chapter 2 a whole new layer. Wow.

So like. He told her to sell her body not only because he was tired of her, but also because Renji told him he could make Yoshino go back to Osaka if he didn't feel like up to the task?

Though I don't think Kiri did that because he values his life; he did that merely because he thought she's boring and not worth his time. But then everything change 😂

Yo Renji. You're the one who said it's okay for Kiri to make Yoshino go back to Osaka. You said you'd take care of the rest, you even said he can be creative. He was doing such a great job at making her feel like she wanna leave, yet, you won't let him have his way?

Was Renji intentionlly flaming them both? Is this his plan all along; to have both children go screw each other in Tokyo and forget about Osaka for a year?

(Istg Renji's death flag has been up for a while now, I'm scared for Yoshino)

Oh wow, Kiri really did not lie. Their interest really do align perfectly.

To continue my point above about why would Gaku accept Kiri into his house, it seems like he wanted to use Kiri's talent and obsessiveness towards Yoshino to make him protect her, because he feel indebted/guilty towards Renji? Was he feeling responsible for what happen to Kyousuke? If that's the case, this makes Akime seem even more sus bc he used to be Gaku and Renji's close friend.

Seeing Kirishima's reminiscence sure brings tears to my eyes. From obsession to genuine love and affection. He really does come a loong, long way, huh. Maybe I should make a meta about this particular scene but idk, let's see if I feel like it.

But I don't think he would've feel this way if Yoshino didn't acknowledge his quirks and treat him "normally." She really is amazing.

The way he's so scared when Yoshino didn't move for literally 1 second he decided to check her pulse, like she could just drop dead in a blink. Even though he has seen how strong she is up until now. That irrational fear of losing someone, he finally understand 🥺🥺

I'm really REALLY surprised Yoshino relented and agreed to eat parfait 🤣 Kirishima you always win huh 🤣

Aww, he returned to the same place when he first entered the yakuza household, eat the same parfait he used to eat, but now he's together with a friend/lover he treasures for life, enjoying the life he found boring at the beginning 🥺😭💞

These past chapters have been a treat. Even after he declares he loves Yoshino multiple times, we never stop doubting him because the fear he instilled at the beginning is too strong to dismiss. Just like Yoshino, we have this lingering doubt that he doesn't really love her, he's just obsessed. These flashbacks managed to shed some lights into his character, making him seem even more human. Kiri really HAS been trying to show how genuine he is -- in his own awkward way -- and it shows 🥹

Just 2 more chapters until we catch up to the raws, I can't wait. I've seen it, and all I can say is, it's beautiful. And Kirishima says some crazy stuff while sober. I just can't with him. I love him, I hate it.

See you next time 👋

[rabbitenn]

CRESCENT RISE.

Beneath the pale smile of a rising moon, an unlikely savior comes to your aid.

ft. vampire Yaotome Gaku x gn! reader.

cw/genre: halloween special, fantasy au, meet cute (kinda?).

the second installment for the halloween series based on spooky night is here ! I hope everyone enjoys <3

Behind you, yells and hurried steps close in.

Every other sound of the outside world is swallowed up by your labored breathing and the muddy snow crunching under your feet.

Run. Run, run, run, is the word resonating inside your mind.

You should’ve run sooner.

Maybe then you could have avoided this predicament.

Why did you even try to befriend a vampire in the first place? Of course, you don’t agree on them being hunted but you should have figured it wouldn’t all be smooth sailing.

Now you’ve been bitten.

And the hunters are out for blood.

The frigid night air is searing with every breath, a metallic tang coating your tongue with each exhale.

You have to keep running, no matter where, just away from them.

Alas, fate had other plans for you.

Before you can react, you stumble, your ankle spraining as you collide with the cold hard ground.

At the end of the lane, you can already clearly see the horde of vampire hunters speeding towards you.

You’re done for.

You’re going to die here.

Then, in a sudden gale of moonlight and snowy air, the breath is knocked out of you.

You find yourself staring at the place where you had been lying a second ago from a distance, a small hill between you and your pursuers.

Then you register your situation.

Strong arms are holding your waist, pulling you downwards to keep you hidden.

You turn around in the stranger’s embrace to thank your savior.

And your eyes widen in shock.

Before you can say anything, however, pale hands ending in crimson claws cover your mouth.

The man looks at you with a serious expression, his slate hued eyes piercing, almost pinning you to the spot.

His free hand signals to his lips with a finger, an indication for you to stop squirming and be quiet.

Silvery locks of hair fall over one of his shoulders, catching the moonrays that filter through the decaying trees.

Then you notice the pale tips of his pointy ears.

A vampire.

And he has saved you.

“Let’s go, guys. They’re not here!” You hear the men that were chasing you turn tail, the sound of their ominous steps receding out of the forest.

Your savior carefully retracts his hand from your lips, those sharp eyes of his not quite leaving you.

“You should be more careful.” He utters, pulling the collar of your coat slightly to the side, inspecting the swelling of the reddened bite.

You pull away.

“How did you even…? Who are you? Why did you save me? I mean, thank you, but… Well, unless you’re going to use me as… you know, your personal blood supply.”

He lets out a laugh, to your astonishment.

When he next sets his gaze on you, you can’t help but think his expression looks… kind, soft, even.

“You humans have some funny ideas.” He lets out, chuckling.

“Can you blame me?” You shoot back. “One of your kind just bit me, that’s why I got into that mess to begin with.”

He regards you for a moment, his expression pensive.

“Well, as you can see, not all of us are like that.” He stands up. “And to answer your question, my name is Gaku. I saved you because I don’t think it’s fair for anyone to be chased like that.”

You get up from your crouching position too.

“Thank you…”

“Don’t thank me.” He scuffs his boot on the moonlit snow. “By the way… Do you have anywhere to go now?”

Your eyes widen, cheeks heating up in shame.

No, you have nowhere to go now. It’s not like you can show up at your village again so casually after the altercation that just took place.

“I do not…” You mumble, averting your eyes.

“Then would you… Is it okay to…” Is it you or is he blushing? It’s cute, you think. “Would you like to come to my place?”

You ponder it for a second. What harm is there at this point?

“Okay.” You agree, shrugging.

—

His place.

He should have said his palace.

Beneath the moonlit midnight, a fortress of dark stone stands.

Bushes brimming with bright carmine roses surround its inner walls, the sweet scent scattering with the petals swaying in the nocturnal breeze. A carpet of soft viridian grass bends under your steps when you enter the grounds.

How this place remains untouched by the unforgiving winter is beyond you. As far as you were aware, vampires didn’t possess this kind of magic.

Was really all your knowledge based on misconceptions?

If you had paid more attention to your companion, instead of your surroundings, you would have realized he hasn’t taken his eyes off of you.

“I take it you like it?” Is the question he whispers beneath the edge of a moon speckled in carmine.

You start, too lost admiring the garden to notice his presence.

“It’s beautiful…” You confess, fingertips brushing against the garnet petals.

A tender smile. Then:

“You can stay for as long as you want to, or need to.”

You tilt your head to the side, your gaze focused on his tall figure and the way the ruby accents of his attire compliment him perfectly.

“Really…?” You let out, breath hitching when you feel those long claws cold against the side of your neck.

“Yes.” He delicately pulls your hair aside. “Your wound… It’s infected…”

You flinch, a sharp pain sending jolts down your spine from the spot where you were bitten.

“Please, stay until it heals, at the very least.” Gaku pleads.

And you don’t know if it’s the softness of his voice or the earnest look in his eyes, but you just can’t say no to him.

“Alright.” Comes your reply, as you put a reassuring hand on his arm.

“So… uh-I…” The vampire begins, a dusting of cerise, not unlike the garden surrounding you two, definitely on his cheeks now. “You- I… should bandage the bite for you.”

You laugh. Here you are, at some hot vampire’s castle while he looks absolutely flustered asking if he can help you dress your wound.

“You’re adorable.” You sigh, as your laughter dies down.

Now it’s yourself who covers your mouth with your hands, as you stare into Gaku’s widened gaze that reflects the arched moon above.

Did you really just blurt that out loud?

“I- I’m sorr-“

“Hh... Thank you…”

You both say in unison.

A giggle leaves your lips again, yours and Gaku’s eyes meeting below the crescent’s gaze.

In the balmy rose scented night, your savior offers you another one of his gentle smiles, his sharp fangs catching the light of the starry firmament above.

Yes, you’ll definitely be staying for a while.

[kingkuru]

Got any nsfw Office AU interactions?

Gordon held onto the leashes in his hand as he followed behind Akielah and Gaku, watching as they crawled through the halls of his flat. The form-fitting fox and dog outfits left little to the imagination, and made the sway of their hips and bottoms even more appealing than they already were. He reached inside of his pocket, clicking the button of the remote he had in it. 

“Mmph!” 

“Mmm!” 

The two both flinched as the tails were turned on, their cheeks blushing and faces scrunching up in surprise. “Keep moving,” Gordon said firmly. “If you stop again without being told, you’ll be punished.” 

Akielah and Gaku both took a moment before they began moving again, still blushing heavily as they tried to push past the vibrating of the tails. Gordon grunted. Unlike Stacie T, the two had yet to be formally broken in and trained. But that wouldn’t be the case for much longer…  

~~~~

CRACK! 

“Tch…” 

CRACK! 

“Nn…” 

CRACK!

“Mm…”

Franny held onto the desk as tightly as she could. Beat had been swinging the paddle for a while now, and her butt felt like it had been broken in two. After a few more swats he finally lowered it, and though Franny tried not to show it she couldn’t help but tremble slightly at the lingering sting. “Get up,” Beat ordered firmly. 

The blonde did so, wincing as she reached back to rub her bottom. “This is bullshit… how come I always get more swats than the Stacies…?” she complained. 

He walked up to her, cupping her chin. “Because you got a hard head and a smart ass mouth,” he said. A much better ass to boot, but he kept that to himself. “Now get in the corner, and don’t you dare move.” 

Franny grumbled as she made her way to the corner of the room. Beat could be such a dick sometimes. Found any reason he could to tan her ass… but something about him taking charge of her was just as exciting as it was annoying. 

~~~~

THWACK!

Stacie B grit her teeth as the cane bit into her backside, struggling to keep her fingers to the tips of her toes. “Don’t move,” Mach said, smirking as he flicked the cane through the air. 

She frowned. “I didn’t…” she complained. THWACK! “Guh…!” Mach landed another, and then tapped it a little lower. Stacie reeled, but then realized where he was tapping. “Hey, that’s too low! My skirt won’t cover it!” 

“Gordon says he wants punishments to start showing for the rest of the office. Encourage the other to behave and all that,” Mach explained. 

“Seriously? That is such bull-” 

THACK! 

“Ow!” 

~~~~

Helmut inspected the two bottoms in front of him. He had done quite a thorough job going over them with the strap. But he knew better than most just how much damage a bottom could take. Even if the owners of said bottoms disagreed.. 

Stacie Q and A both trembled as they bent over with their hands on the wall in front of them, tears in their eyes. He gave them both a pinch, making them suck in a breath. “Hmm… maintain those positions for now. If you can actually follow instructions I’ll let you off at the end of the day with six strokes of the cane.” 

“Yes sir…” 

“Yes.” 

The Stacies both hung their heads. Helmut was a sadistic little ass. Even more than his brother sometimes. But they knew better than to disobey his instructions.

[tahdashi]

just got caught up w museru kurai no ai o ageru .. .. . . i'm blushing so hard this is so embarrassing

[SPOILERS BELOW]

first of all this guy is so hot.

GAKU IS SO CAREFUL W HER i'm gonna sob. the way he doesn't touch her more bc of what he did before.

GAKU MARKING HER ????DF?WE?$?? i know this mf is into freaky shit i want him so bad .

THIS WHOLE PART WHERE HE BRINGS HER TO THE FRONT OF HIS SHOW .

[squidpro-quo]

Dakaretai Otoko No. 1

AN: Forgot I could post on tumblr too for a bit, whoops! Couldn't sleep because of this fic, enjoy

Ryuu had never thought to ask, but then it would never have occurred to him that it could be a possibility. Even knowing his experience with the President over the years, and with apologizing to Sougo-kun about his thoughtless comments on family before, he’d never expected to miss something else so glaringly close to him. If they hadn’t all moved in together, how long would it have taken him to notice? To realize and put the pieces together, to see the pattern that had been repeating beside him all this time? 

They’d settled into something of a routine once they moved into his place, with regards to navigating each other’s things and laundry, all the mundanity of everyday life lived together. There had been a few surprises, Tenn’s collection of houseplants being one, and a few arguments about the air conditioning and the heater and methods for loading the dishwasher, but he knew those squabbles between the other two were simply the equivalent of play-fighting amongst lion cubs. He’d heard the same gripes from his brothers a dozen times if ever and they were all growing so much closer in the process that the noise was worth it all. 

The washing machine was yet another point of contention, the fact that they could not combine their loads quickly became apparent. Ryuu’s own sweaty sports club clothes required a certain setting, Tenn followed a rigid regimen towards keeping his colors vibrant, and Gaku…That Gaku had so many clothes that required handwashing perhaps shouldn’t have surprised Ryuu by this point, but the world of designer brands and their upkeep was still newer to him than to the other two. He was no stranger to the chore of it, had helped his mother out back home with their festival wear, and he knew their costumes usually necessitated the same class of care, but for his own leisure and personal choice, the option wasn’t one he would’ve picked. And considering the stray garment that had wound up in his basket, he didn’t know if Gaku had picked it either.

It was sheer silk, smooth and so diaphanous that Ryuu felt as if he were holding a wisp of mist, billowing even in the stagnant air of the bathroom. Turning it over, he finally understood that it was a top, the sleeves slitted and the neckline so wide that he’d almost mistaken it for a skirt. Unbidden, the image of Gaku wearing it rose in his mind’s eye, the silk brushing his fingers just like now, but already warm from its wearer. His imagination provided plenty of detail, despite the fact that he’d never seen Gaku wear it before—

He’d never seen Gaku wear it, though it was clearly expensive and well-made… Ryuu blushed, realizing the truth, folding it on the counter as carefully as a gift deserved. With all that had happened, the last he’d heard was that Tsumugi accepted and understood the strictures on them both now and they’d kept their distance, but this might be a reunion present of some sort. Going indie had its perks, certainly. 

Turning back to his own laundry, Ryuu ignored the tightness in his chest and buried the image under a list of what else they needed to fit into their meager budget and just how they were going to make ends meet. 

~*~

Amidst chasing missed chances and fading opportunities across the city, Ryuu forgot about tidying up at home for a few days. With the crushing weight of every closed door and refusal they’d faced, he fell back on doing something that he could control and would leave him in a better place by the end, regardless of the rest of their predicament. Cleaning was a way to wipe his mind free of worry for a while, to find the joy in a spotless surface and the ache after a thorough scrubbing, creating a small corner of order in an otherwise uncaring city. 

Vacuuming was the last order of business, the satisfying sound of all the grit and little irritants being removed lulling him into a trance, until a glitter in the carpet behind the entry table caught his eye. He’d moved the vacuum over it before the sight of it had fully sunk in: the gem-bright shine of jewelry. Fumbling to turn the vacuum off before it was sucked in, he heard the rattle and winced. He crouched, hoping to salvage whatever might be left, and found it still lodged in the carpet, an earring. 

Despite the attack by the vacuum, it looked undamaged, sparkling as he twisted it free of the rug. It was a waterfall of pearls, cascading delicately over his palm, their various sizes creating an illusion of foam amidst the silver wires. It belonged at a gala, paired with a dress and necklace to match. He recognized the present for what it was this time, no distractions or delusions getting in the way. 

Knowing that Gaku had headed in to shower as soon as he’d returned, Ryuu tried the door to his room, earring in hand ready to slip onto the dresser discreetly. Ryuu was aware of Gaku’s predilection towards big gestures, ever the dramatic romantic at heart, and how openly he wore that heart on his sleeve; if he had decided to keep this courtship a secret then Ryuu wouldn’t pry. He knew what it was to yearn, to feel the spark and yet be kept from fanning it into a flame, to hope for something that might be within reach and still be scared to grasp. It was a vulnerability he didn’t know how Gaku could bear so often, as freely falling into love as if it were a soft bed and not the terrifying uncertainty of sky-diving, but that courage was just another reason why he—

Gaku looked up from his bed, out of the shower and already dressed, brows rising at Ryuu’s sudden entrance. Laid out across the covers were several outfits, some revealing while others left a little more to the imagination but all as provoking as the next. A jumble of jewels was spread beside him, necklaces dripping with diamonds, crystal aigrettes, and rings of all styles, a treasure trove in the making. 

Ryuu’s mind ground to a halt, taking in the array of finery on display, and the pieces on Gaku himself. He’d been in the middle of pinning back a strand of hair, evidently almost ready to leave. 

“Where’d you find it? I thought I’d looked everywhere,” Gaku said, spying the earring in his open hand and crossing the room with a wide grin. “Trust you to be the savior of the hour, Ryuu!” 

Taking it, Gaku quickly scooped up its pair and put them in, already turning back to the bed when Ryuu found his voice. 

“They’re yours?” 

“Yeah?” Gaku didn’t look up from where he was sorting through the rest of the jewelry. “It’s certainly not Tenn’s.”

“But…not Tsumugi’s?” He’d thought he knew the full picture, but the pieces he’d assumed immovable were falling apart. 

“Why would it be hers?” 

“It’s so nice, an expensive gift like that is…”

“Ryuu, these are all fake,” Gaku said, finally finding what he’d been searching for and straightening up again. The confusion on Ryuu’s face seemed to reach him through the rush of getting ready and he stopped in place, looking Ryuu steadily in the eye. “Sure, they glitter and shine, but none of them is worth what they would have you believe. But the clients like them, so I wear them.” 

“At the soba shop?” Ryuu feels leagues behind, trying to connect this to what he knows of Gaku. 

“No, not at the soba shop!” The laugh that breaks through Gaku pulls Ryuu from his thoughts, roots him in the moment. He admires the way the shirt is cinched tight at Gaku’s waist, a desire to feel with his hands surfacing before Gaku’s next words slam him back into reality. “My escort clients.” 

Ryuu’s been in the city long enough to know what that means, what that entails. The only word that leaves him is, “Why?”

“We need the money. Other people may turn their noses up at us, but that kind of snobbery doesn’t bother the ones who pay me. It’s mostly the same ones from before Trigger anyway, so they’re actually happy that I have the time again.” He scowls at the last, irritated at the schadenfreude.

“Before Trigger?” Ryuu knows he’s just repeating, but Gaku doesn’t seem to notice the echo, words spilling out of him as easily as ever. 

“Longer than we’ve been Trigger actually, now that I count back.” 

“When did it start?” He can do the comparative math, but he naively hopes Gaku will have an answer that doesn’t make his heart squeeze with grief. 

“When my father got custody. There was a whole court battle over it, my mom went down fighting, and the legal fees were hefty on both sides. I didn’t have anyone to debut with and a solo career would’ve been too big of a gamble for the company, so being an escort was how my father got back his ‘investment’. Technically, I was paying off both sides since I just gave my mom my cut, but they didn’t need to know that.” Gaku shrugs, the story old news of an era past, tracing the last piece he’d picked up from the bed. It’s a thick band, studded so densely with gems—like their capes from Treasure!, comes the unbidden comparison—that he can barely see the black velvet of the backing, and when Gaku raises it to his neck, Ryuu breaks his restraint and reaches out, catching hold of Gaku’s hand. 

“You’re not alone anymore,”—his voice breaks—”you don’t answer to him anymore. You don’t have to…” He’s never been the best with words, when the silence falls all he can do is run a thumb along the back of Gaku’s fingers in a slow circle, avoiding the jeweled collar’s edge. He’s been witness to the President’s disregard for years, has had the words ‘it doesn’t matter if you’re my son’ resonate in his head until he saw red and snapped, and known how Gaku, who could never stand silent in the face of others’ injustice, had silently endured his own. In someone who encouraged self-confidence, in Ryuu and Mitsuki and others, to still be chained to the search for any hint of approval, the smallest crumb of blatant pride, or acknowledgement of his efforts from his father had broken Ryuu’s heart more thoroughly than any rejection could. Gaku deserved all the praise that could ever be spoken, but Ryuu knew all his words would pale in comparison to just one from President Yaotome. 

“I’m not doing it for him.” Gaku’s voice is soft, as if concerned he’ll spook Ryuu with anything louder. The velvet is crushed against Ryuu’s skin as he takes Ryuu’s hand in both of his own, the softness at odds with the sharp edges of the jewels. “I’m doing it for us. I want us to rise back up to the top, and if this is a way I can help jumpstart that, then I’ll do it gladly. I’m not the Dakaretai Otoko No. 1 for nothing, am I?” 

Gaku’s smile has always been one that Ryuu can’t resist mirroring, even if his is fainter and smaller this time. 

“But I’m No. 2, then I should—”

“Ryuu, leave it to me. It’ll just be a little longer, just until we get our foot in the door again. We’re close, that’s the direction you should focus on.” Gaku lets go, fiddling with the clasps of the collar. “Help me with this, will you?”

Ryuu hesitates, staring at the gems and knowing that the question is twofold. He might wish he could barge back into the President’s office and give him a big enough piece of his mind that the man will choke on it, but right here, right now, he knows what will do the most good is being a support where needed, when asked. 

He steps behind Gaku, pulling the collar flush with pale skin, and clips it into place. It truly is the last piece, the crown jewels of the whole look, and as Gaku hurries to slip on his coat while hissing at the time, Ryuu bites his lip and lets it slip out, “You look stunning.” 

Gaku pauses on the threshold, looking back from the cusp of the night, a dangerous glint in his eye. He smiles, sharp, and instead of saying goodbye, he says, “When I get back, help me take it all off, will you?” 

Ryuu swallows and nods, a shiver climbing up his spine. He’ll find his voice and speak the words until Gaku forgets he ever wanted to hear them from someone else.

[houjichaya]

YOU REBLOGGED IT SO I'M TAKING THAT AS OPEN INVITATION

51 + 99 you know the pairing

You would, wouldn't you?

Tbh, I had a sneaking suspicion that you'd see it on your dash at some point, but I didn't expect it to happen quite so soon. (My mental preparation wasn't enough, it seems.)

Anyway, 51 (Accidentally Married) + 99 (Magical Accidents). It's too late to pretend that I have no idea what pairing it is, huh?

"I now pronounce you wife and wife," the priest says, smiling as he looks upon the almost-newlyweds with a kind look in his eyes. Unfortunately for him and everyone else involved in the ceremony, he only makes it partway through his next line before disaster strikes.

He manages three words -- "you may now" -- before promptly disappearing in a rush of ominous black smoke that fills the cathedral almost as quickly as the screams of the almost-newlyweds as well as their guests.

A loud explosion and two identical yelps courtesy of Rise and Aya later, black smoke begins to fill the first floor of their headquarters at an alarming rate. The four occupants of the main hall cough to clear their lungs. Ryuunosuke and Aya rush to open the windows. Rise, likely having the same thought, attempts to do the same, but only manages to trip over something and fall flat on her face.

Aya doesn't fair much better. It's hard to say what happens, exactly, but she walks into something hard and sturdy -- the wall maybe? -- and squeaks when she feels something grab her shoulders. In her surprise, she takes a step back, which is clearly the wrong move, because somehow it ends up with her falling.

"--kiss the bride," the priest finishes as the smoke finally clears, and Rise and Gaku turn towards him in surprise. But before either of them can say anything like ask him who he is and how he got inside their guild's HQ, something else catches their attention: their two friends are sprawled on the ground, locked at the lips.

"Aya-tan!" Rise exclaims, scrambling to run over to them, but Gaku quickly reaches out to stop her. At the same time, Ryuunosuke jumps away, blushing furiously up to the tips of his ears, apologizing over and over, while Aya just waves her hands in an attempt to reassure him. Her cheeks are roughly ten times redder. Both of them, for whatever reason, seem to be emitting a faint golden aura.

"Oh, it looks like the two of you are married now," the priest says, in the same tone that one might use to talk about the weather.

Naoya chooses this exact moment to poke her head into the room, her glasses slightly askew. "Oh, good. I seem to have caused a bit of a mess while attempting a new recipe for beef stew, but everyone looks fine." She pauses, tilting her head to the side. "You didn't mention to expect a guest."

[collarful-clover]

OH MY GOD IM so late to seeing the asked response </3 anyways do you haz more pjsk gaku :>? of the other sekais maybe? whats his role in mmj if we wanna go in order

-🦇

MORE MORE JUMP !!!!!!!!!! I love sitting down in my empty room and staring at a wall while I think about him,,,

General role you guessed it, he’s a newbie idol just like Minori and is stoked to just be part of the crew. He’s always the first to find the girls once they come back into the sekai from a big event and bombards them with questions. He’s Minori’s biggest fan and bestest friend tee hee, though he gets along with the other three just as well

He’s incredibly passionate about preforming but has no technique according to the others. He’s done interviews he’s done performances and meet & greets, he’s just never had to do them in an idol-like style. Gakupo pretty frequently makes mistakes during his performances, the biggest ones are where he spots a VS in the crowd and completely forgets what he’s doing. He’s a HUGE fan of Kaito and is always checking the reserved times on the stages to see if he has a performance coming up. If he’s not bouncing around the stages or talking to the girls, he’s typically in his room getting ready for a performance or just hangin out in general. Stage sekai Gakupo wears the most makeup of all of the others, which sounds about right. He also likes styling his hair differently whenever he can :3

GakuKai dynamics are pretty simple. Gakupo helps out Kaito whenever he can which is mostly just an excuse to hang out. Kaito isn’t very outwardly affectionate but Gakupo 100000000% percent is, Kaito spends like 10 minutes wiping off foundation and blush and lipstick off of his face, he has no clue why it’s so hard to clean off god FORBID it ends up on his uniform. He’s done all he can to keep rumors of them two being together from spreading around because technically it’s not official, but Meiko and Luka absolutely whisper about it to each other. Meeks + the Kagamines thing it’s just simple idol appreciation, I mean who doesn’t love Kaito, but Meiko and Luka Know. Gakupo is very careful when it comes to his makeup, he wouldn’t walk around with smudged lipstick so carelessly.

In his room he’s got his booth with a mirror surrounded by lights, and stuck underneath the frame of the lights are a bunch of pictures he’s taken of him with the other virtual singers + MMJ. He’s also got various sticky notes with dates of when MMJ have important events and times of when a VS will have a show, other sticky notes are of things like picking up outfits for future performances and words of encouragement from others. He’s got one of those big makeup boxes with a million compartments to hold all his things lol

[minorisato]

with this, your heart is now mine- you won't be able to love anyone but me

vocaloid / flowreml / wc: 553 / warnings: implied past s-ic attempt / notes: i project onto reml a lot to be honest, you will learn this quickly

Reml sighed, staring at her phone screen in complete adoration. "Gaku-kun is so handsome," she smiled, as the purple-haired idol moved on stage. "Flower, you met him, didn't you?"

Flower shrugged. "I lived across the street from him for a bit," she explained. "We didn't really talk, but he was pretty nice the few times we exchanged words." She thought for a moment. "Gumi always spoke pretty highly of him, I guess, but they're cousins or something, so I don't really know if that's accurate. He seemed to mostly keep to himself."

Again, Reml sighed, this time with a bit of a dreamy air. "That totally makes sense. In all his concerts, he really gives off that vibe of being, like, polite but distant."

Flower blinked, turning to the other. "You think Dancing Samurai gives off a polite but distant vibe?"

Reml blushed. "His songs don't necessarily reflect his personality!" She proclaimed, "In all his in-between-song banter, he's very... hm..." She paused, trying to think of a good word for it. "He's very kuudere-ish? Or maybe a dandere?"

"You are the only person who uses those terms anymore," Flower sighed, exasperated.

"Nonsense!" Reml smiled, "Tons of people use them online!"

"I'm sure." Flower looked over Reml's shoulder at her phone screen. "I can't believe he can handle concerts, honestly. They drove me crazy when I worked for Vocaloid."

"Did they?" Reml asked. She loved attending concerts, but had never been in one. (Rime had once commented that all of them were doomed to YouTube and NicoNico covers for the rest of time. She seemed pretty upset at the prospect, but overall, no one in the complex particularly minded the idea.)

"Oh, absolutely," Flower responded, resting her chin in her hand. "Me and Yukari and Ia talked about it a few times. Ia was pretty fine with them- y'know, she's not super anxious about most things- but me and Yukari always thought they were more trouble than they're worth. Both of us ended up in the hospital over them at least once."

Reml took a second to process her jealousy of Flower and Yukari being so close, and then let it go. It only made sense- both of them had worked for Vocaloid for a while before joining CeVIO. (Of course, Yukari had gotten off easy, in Reml's opinion. Yukari had cut ties quietly, but when Flower announced her resignation, she was dogpiled, constantly harassed online. Only Reml knew just how badly that effected her. That was something Yukari would never have.)

(Anyway.)

More prominent in her mind, Reml wondered if Gakupo had to go to the hospital after each concert. She wondered if he worried himself sick with anxiety every single time. She wondered if Gumi did, if Luka did, if Rin and Len did. Did Hatsune Miku herself get nervous?

"Do you ever miss it?" Reml found herself asking, though she figured she already knew the answer.

"Not at all," Flower replied, confirming her thoughts. "Resigning was awful, but overall, I'm happier now. The anxiety just wasn't worth it. Doing covers everyday isn't that bad." She paused. "Besides, if I was still there, I never would have met you."

Reml blushed, staring at Flower, forgetting the concert she was watching even existed.

How could she pay attention when Flower was right there?

[nitunio]

ahhh gaku looks so cute when he blushes... its a rare occurence and it makes me cherish these moments even moree

thinking of the ways to make him blush i think about sneaking up with a hug or a peck on the cheek. he will be soooo caught off guard!

[alilrainboo2030]

GENERAL

Name/Aliases: Yandel Yellow, Yandelo (annoying) Yellow Boy (His neighbor's) Lemon cake (His mom)

Age: 14

Birthday: June 19

Gender: Male ♂️

Place of Birth: Athens or Santorini

Species: Neon Human

Sexuality: Bisexual

Nationality: Greek

Country: Greece

Ethnicity: Caucasian "White"

Color: Yellow "FFFF00"

Language: Greek/English

Object/Weapon: Lightning Gun and the Remote Controller

Personality Type: ISFP

Alignment: Good

Food/Drink: Lemonade, Cookies, Banana, Chips, Pudding, Eggs, Fish, Lemon, Apple juice (Sometimes) Water, and Cake

Body Type: Triangle or Pear

Occupation: Game Developer

Weakness: Earth

Status: Alive

Element/Power: Lightning

Animals: Cat, Owl, Anaconda, Salamander, Butterflyfish, and the Bee

Emblem Shape: Pentagram "Star"

Emotion: Happy

Super Abilities: Throw, Back or Frontflip, Running, Smash, Punch, Kick, Swing, Climb, Levitate, Shoot, and Jump.

Height: N/A soon

Weight: N/A soon

EXTRAS

Like: Gaming, Creating, Developing, Crossovers, Travel, Dating with his Friends, Helping, Friendship, Petting, Anime, Cartoons, Dancing, and Animals

Dislike: Stealing, Shoplifting, Hurting, Narcissistic, Irrelevant, Pedophiles, Stalking, Diseases, Using, And taking someone away from him.

Hobbies: Gaming, Crafting, 2D and 3D Modeling, J-Pop, Musics, Exploring, and Adventures.

Club/Group: Neon Wonders 01

Spouse: Yadira Yellow (Mom) Yana Yellow (Young Sister) Yash Yellow (Older Brother) Yasin Yellow (Dad)

Pronouns: He/Him/His

Physical Strength: 1.15xBW

Friends/Allies: Priscilla Purple, Gaku Green, Oscar Orange, Penny Pink, and Rafael Red

Enemies/Rivals: Ben-zi Black and Willow White

Love Interest/Crush: Brody Blue (91%) Cindy Cyan (96%)

Flower Sign: Sunflower

Gemstone Sign: Citrine

Zodiac: Gemini

VOICE SOUNDED TONE:

Young, Cute, and Rich

APPEARANCE:

Yandel is closely like a Decora Kei in the culture. He has a dark bronze top with a yellow star with faded dark yellow outline on it's torso. His jacket is yellow with bright orange stripes on it and the star shaped with "Y" on the slider in his zipper and the white wooly collar. His DNA is Yellow. Including the hair, fingernails, toenails, blood, body fluids, mouth, blush, and Yellow eyes with a Pentagram highlight. He has a dark yellow beanie with the yellow outlined like white star. His shorts are yellow with white star. He had a cutted Pentagram Shape Citrine on it's dark yellow belt. He wears a yellow snickers that's had slidable star on it's dark yellow shoelaces and foot protectors are dark yellow and the white stars are marking on the both sides.

DESCRIPTION:

Yandel Yellow is born in Athens when his parents start meet each other. when the years go by, Yandel his parents start moving to Santorini because the Athen is a extremely valuable place. Including the ancient history's. When his parents are started to feel happy, Yandel was 9 year's old when he starts feeling happy by looking at the beach. His ideas cames up, He start beginning to do a creating. the years go by. He's now 12 year old if the creative modeling apps are compatible and it is. He think it's fun to do things everyday and after school. He's now homeschooling because his teachers are so entitled and rushing Yandel. So that why his parents help him. Including his siblings. Later today, he's already been practiced by using a developing app called "Unity" and with Blender, and AI illustrator. He's see's something shiny at the end. It was a Citrine is cut like a Pentagram. and see's something under his bed. it was a unique box or package. It's start flying up as soon he was going to opening it. Instead, the Shapeshifter now appears. His name is Starellow.

Yandel Yellow is becoming a magical person after the story ends.

PERSONALITY:

Happy, Optimistic, Cute, Cheeky, Friendly,

Naive, Caring, Nice, Protective, Respectful, and Smart.

TRIVIA/STORY:

Yandel Yellow is a particularly based little bit on Weslie from Pleasant Goat and Big Big Wolf is a Chinese Animated series. Back in 2021, I start making Yandel Yellow including my characters Neon Wonder Crews by giving him Lightning, shapeshift, and transform into animals. So I was pretty inspire for making him this way. Also, I willing want to make Brody Blue to see how to get along with Yandel Yellow. Cindy Cyan I particularly persuading some other genders like boys and girls. I guess the color Yellow is greatly fitting on him.

GALLERY:

N/A soon

[rabbitenn]

Tenn, Yuki, Momo, and Gaku with an s/o that asks to live with them for a few weeks because of a situation out of their control? And how they would treat their new roommate lol

HEAVENLY VISITOR.

As much as he’d rather you didn’t have to forcefully move out of your house, he has to admit his home wouldn’t feel like one anymore without you in it.

ft. Kujo Tenn, Orikasa Yukito, Sunohara Momose, Yaotome Gaku x gn! reader.

cw/genre: fluff with some angst.

hey, hey nonnie ! here is your request ! I hope this is according to what you wanted, forgive me for the long wait…

♡ KUJO TENN

— Your landlord had made it clear in the lease: no pets allowed.

— And no, he is not making any exceptions, no matter how polite the pet in question looks.

— But can you really be blamed, for taking pity on a small white cat that was left alone in a particularly bad storm, his fur all stained in mud, his body so thin after who knows how many days of starving?

— So, of course, you adopted the little one, taking him into your arms with no second thought, consequences be damned.

— And well, the kitten’s meows were not exactly totally silent, nor were the hairs he left around completely invisible either.

— So it was just a matter of time before your landlord found out.

— He was not pleased. He made it clear that either the kitten goes or you lose the apartment.

— Well, you can start packing your bags already, because there is no way you’re abandoning your fluffy companion.

— Sighing heavily, you pick up the little one in your arms, as you haul a big backpack plus a wheeled briefcase into the elevator, descending it for the last time.

— Snowflakes are beginning to flutter around, as if fallen from the stars themselves. It seems you will have no choice but to ask your boyfriend to stay with him, if only for tonight.

♡

A few seconds pass, the ringing on the other end, the tether that isolated you from the rowdy world outside.

“[Y/n], hello?” His voice greets you.

You take a few moments to close your eyes, a relieved smile curling your lips, Tenn’s voice always made you believe things would be alright.

You grip your phone tighter, hands going numb at the cold.

“Tenn…” You practically breathe, holding in tears at the solace of hearing him. “I… uh… Wanted to ask you something…”

“What is it, my love?” His tone sounds a little worried now.

“Please don’t worry, Tenn. It’s just… Can I stay at your place? Only for tonight, I kind of… ran into some issues… and I’m with someone who can’t stay in the cold for long.”

As if in acknowledgement, the kitten nestled in your free arm meows.

“Is that a cat?” Your boyfriend questions. You can imagine the warm smile on his pretty face.

“Yeah… I just… well, it’s a little long to explain…”

“Don’t worry now, [Y/n].” He soothes. “Come home. Where are you? I’ll meet you halfway.”

♡

— And so, that is how that night, you end up walking hand in hand with your lover (he made sure to disguise himself, somehow. You think he looks so cute with his glasses) under snowy city lights.

— Tenn insisted on carrying your suitcase, claiming you already have the kitten (who, by the way, seems to have taken a liking to your partner) and your backpack

— When you arrive at his apartment shared with his two friends, a wave of comfort wraps around you. Nice lighting, a cozy and homey atmosphere, and the company of his groupmates.

— Not wanting to be teased and reduced to a blushing mess in front of you, though, Tenn ushers you into his room, the kitten instantly jumping from your arms and into his bed.

— You thought Tenn would be mad at you for losing your house just to save a cat. Turns out that couldn’t be farther from the truth.

— “You did the right thing.” He tells you, playing with the little friend, holding his paws in his hands delicately. A melancholy shadow passes over his rosy autumn tinted gaze, and you know too well how he’s abandoned something important just to save who needed it most.

— Tonight, you cuddle together under his soft covers, his arms around you, the home you had lost, freezing compared to Tenn’s loving embrace.

— As it turns out, that wouldn’t be the last night you would spend together.

— You had been looking for new apartments that allowed pets and that were rented for a reasonable price. And yet, it seemed your boyfriend didn’t really want you to leave.

♡

“Why must you go?” Tenn asks, as he hugs you from behind, starlit lashes fluttering closed, as his face rests on the crook of your neck, his nose delicately brushing against your skin.

“Tenn…” You smile sadly, turning around in his hold. You want nothing more than to hug him tightly right here and now, relishing in the care of his embrace, the softness of his black turtleneck sweater, his subtle sweet scent. “You know I can’t stay here forever… I’ve imposed enough…”

“No, you haven’t.” He levels you with a pleading gaze, reminding you of a certain kitten that’s currently popping up from behind his legs. “Stay. Please.” Your boyfriend begs, his forehead leaning against yours.

As if to remark on the idol’s point, the white cat meows, pawing at your legs, then circling around you and Tenn.

And for the second time, you just can’t say no to such cute eyes (your boyfriend’s this time).

“Are you sure, my angel?” You ask, cupping his cheeks with your hands.

“More than anything I’ve ever been certain of.” Your angel promises, with a kiss to your palm.

“Alright.” You whisper, softly, your lips delicately pecking his.

This home feels complete now.

♡ YUKI

— You knew renting an old apartment came with its cons. Occasional chipped paint here and there, no air conditioning, humidities…

— But it was cozy, its vintage feel, nice. The cracked white paint of the wooden furniture had a certain charm to it, as if it had stories on yellowing pages waiting to be found inside its drawers.

— And the old lady who rented it to you was lovely. She often brought you homemade cake, you listened to her stories in exchange, and brought her chocolates sometimes.

— And then one day, the ominous announcement came: the building was too ancient, and it was to be demolished. That’s what they claimed, but offices from a multinational company were to be built in its place.

— Outrageous. You were thankful the old lady had a family to stay with and care for her, as her own flat was the one above yours.

— Now only one problem remains: where will you be staying while you look for a new place?

— With a last sad look at what’s been your home for the last few years, you take off, bags in hand, to the one place you know you can temporarily take shelter.

♡

Evening has just settled the moment his doorbell rings.

Looking up from the vegetables he was cutting up, he notices his phone vibrating too.

The notification popping up when he unlocks the device shows your name:

[Y/n] 19:24: Yuki, it’s me at your door right now.

He smiles, you always warned him when you showed up unannounced, lest it be some stalker or crazy fan.

When he opens the door, however, he observes your disheveled hair, how you’re panting and the amount of luggage you’re carrying.

“Dearest, you know I’m not fond of the outdoors, so I’d rather not go camping…”

“It’s- not like that…” You manage. “Can I stay here tonight?”

“Sure, but what’s with all the bags?”

“I kind of… got kicked out of my apartment… yeah…” You bashfully reply, scratching the back of your neck.

“What?” The usually calm and cool idol lets out, his gaze like a crystalline stream, widening in horror at the prospect of you being left without a place to stay.

“Yeah… They’re building some offices from a big firm there… I need to start looking for a new home starting tomorrow.”

“You have a home here. You can stay for as long as you need to or want.” He blurts out, with a straight face.

“Yuki? I can’t do that… this is your place, I can’t just walk in and not leave…”

“What if that’s exactly what I want?” He retorts, mischief dancing in those icy eyes of his.

“Wha- I- You- What do you…”

He chuckles, picking up the bags you had left on the floor.

“Welcome home, [Y/n]. Dinner will be ready soon. Geleé vegetable soup, my specialty.”

♡

— From then onwards, you two are practically like a married couple.

— You cook together, you, making sure no sharp knives are on sight when he’s around; him, hugging you from behind as you chop vegetables, gently swaying to the background music you have on.

— Nights are young when you’re by his side, not having to worry about returning home afterwards, you’re already at the best one you could ever imagine.

— You stay up with him when he writes songs well into the night, bringing him coffee or any snack he could want, combing through his hair to help him relax when he struggles with a part in particular.

— Moments of comfortable silence are also a frequent pastime you enjoy together. Just you and him, cozy blankets around your frames, as you cuddle on his couch, admiring the scenery through the window before drifting off into sweet dreams.

— You certainly did have a home here. In him, in the warmth of shared intimacy and small moments, in the lingering touches and little gestures.

— And neither of you would ever trade it for the world.

♡ MOMO

— At this point, you were used to people being unreliable.

— What you did not expect was for your roommate to leave the apartment you were renting together. Just like that. They were going to live with a group of friends from now on, in another part of town.

— How are you supposed to pay the full rent now? It was pricey enough splitting it in half… but this… They could have at least warned you sooner…

— Well, no use moping about it now, you better start packing your things and looking for somewhere more affordable to live at from now on.

— For this evening, however, you’ll ask your cute boyfriend if you can rest at his place. Your apartment feels too empty with half of the stuff gone, plus all your things are packed. You’ll text Momo.

♡

Momo’s phone screen lights up at the same time a vibration resonates through his headphones, currently blaring some j-rock’s band's last single.

Now, Momo always replies almost instantly to texts, but seeing it’s from you, he pauses his music, vibrant rose eyes sparkling at the fact you just texted him, even if you’ve been together for some years by now.

[Y/n]-chan 💓: Momo, can I come over, please? <3

Pink tints his cheeks, with a dopey smile to match. It didn’t matter how many times you had already stayed or slept at his place, your visits always made the idol’s heart flutter.

Excitedly, he texts back:

Momo 🩷🍑: ofc you can, baby ପ(๑•ᴗ•๑)ଓ I can’t wait! >///<

You chuckle to yourself, he was always so cute when texting.

Typing back a response, you exit your now former home. While this isn’t good, at least you get to spend some time with your lover today. You’ll look at that bright side.

♡

— And well, if you were stressed because of your situation earlier, your nerves certainly ease once shiny hibiscus hued eyes greet you, comforting arms wrapping around you before you’ve even had the time to cross the threshold.

— When you explain the problem, Momo is obviously worried about you, but he also adores the fact you’ll be staying with him until you find a place for yourself, to be able to spend practically every moment with you… He’s just very very happy on that part.

— And you realize living with him is a delight.

— You smile more, feel happier and more energized. You help him stay organized and do laundry; he cooks his favorite meat for you (if you like/eat meat); and because he’s more of a morning person, your sleep schedule is healthier than it used to.

— Days turn into weeks that merge into months, and before you know it, your clothes have made its way into his closet; both your favorite ingredients are mixed in the fridge; and you always end up borrowing each other’s shampoo.

— But like all things, the time comes when you look back at these halcyon days with a sad smile. You’ve found an apartment that looks good and is affordable enough.

— And Momo knows, he knows he should be happy for you, but instead, he finds his hand catching your wrist, stopping you the day you had planned to go see your new to be home.

♡

“Momo?” You ask, a little taken aback, adjusting your bag on your shoulder. His grip is not strong enough that you can’t pull away if you so wish, but he’s trembling, his manicured fingernails digging onto the fabric of your sleeve.

“Don’t go. Not yet…” He utters, head hung low, two-toned bangs falling in front of his teary magenta eyes. “This… When you’re here… It feels like home…” Your boyfriend averts his stare to the side, letting go of you, his voice cracking a little at the last words.

You bunch your hands in your chest. It is true that in the time you’ve been staying here, you’ve truly learnt the meaning of the word ‘home’ as well… And still, why can’t you stop the guilt hovering above you at the thought that you’ve been living with your partner rent free?

“But Momo… I just… I feel like I’m taking advantage of your kindness if I stay any longer…”

“Not at all! I want you here. I want to wake up next to you for the rest of my days! So, please…” Momo trails off, his gaze glossy with tears he will shed if you go.

You fully turn towards him, catching one of his hands in yours.

“Is this okay, Momo? Is it okay for me to stay here?” You question, squeezing his hand.

“More than okay, my [Y/n]-chan…” He assures, squeezing back.

“I have one condition, though…” You begin. “Let me pay half the bills at least? I have a job too, you know, it’s the least I can do…”

A tender smile draws on your idol’s face, his sharp canines peeking adorably.

“You’re stubborn, huh…” Your boyfriend utters, wrapping you up in a hug. “We’ll figure it out later… Now let me stay like this for a bit longer.” Are his words as you hug him back.

♡ YAOTOME GAKU

— Of course, to you, this turn of events didn’t come as a surprise at all.

— You knew your family never liked you, often belittling your interests and trying to monitor your every action, berating you on how this or that is not acceptable or respectable.

— You were done. You are an adult, and they still treat you like a child, never supporting any of your decisions.

— You had had enough. You tried for so long to be what they wanted, but now you were suffocating in this household.

— And well, it eventually happened. You were kicked out of the house.

— Your parents simply informed you they were not covering for any of your expenses anymore, since if you had time to support those idols and dedicate your college life to studying music and arts, you might as well have time to provide for yourself, including finding a home on your own.

— Tears of rage and hurt roll down your eyes once the door of what once had been your house, never a home, separates you from your parents.

— You were literally homeless right now. Jobless. With college fees to pay. You could perhaps afford that if you got a part-time job, but how are you going to make enough money to cover for your daily necessities and an apartment?

— Not having anywhere else to go, you find yourself retracing the steps towards your boyfriend’s (who, obviously your parents didn’t even know you had) shared house with his two groupmates.

♡

Carrying your belongings, you finally reach TRIGGER’s residence, ringing on the doorbell and attempting not to drop anything while doing so.

A voice that’s not your lover’s answers you. It’s gentle, like sunny days at the beach.

Ryu.

“Hi…” You hesitate, “Is Gaku at home?” You ask.

“Ah, hello, [Y/n].” Gaku’s friend greets. “Yes, he’s here, come in, please.”

As the door opens, you are greeted with Ryunosuke’s warm eyes and smile.

You try to return it, him and Tenn were always very kind to you, and you considered them part of your true family… except your smile comes off like more of a grimace, the hurt in your soul still very much lingering.

Then you spot Gaku already making his way to you upon hearing you’ve come to visit.

And you’re not sure why, and you hate that you can’t control your emotions, but you run to him, your face buried in his chest, as you hug him tightly, tears flowing down your cheeks.

“[Y/n], what happened?” He asks, concern laced through his tone. He runs one of his hands through your hair, smoothing it over, the other tracing soothing patterns along your back.

Then, his eyes land on all your luggage. His stare hardens, he knew of your family situation.

“[Y/n], did your family…?”

You nod, your sobs dying down, as you just rest your cheek against Gaku’s heartbeat, now quickened, he’s livid.

“Yeah… they just… kicked me out…”

The idol’s hold on you tightens, teeth clenching; he hated those who didn’t cherish their family, and what your parents had done to you was just inexcusable.

“My dear,” Gaku begins, “Stay here with me, with us.” He suggests. “You deserve a home with people who love and appreciate you.” A kiss to your temple. “And you’ll always have that here.”

You look up at him, tears clinging to your lashes like dying stars.

Gaku didn’t like to see you cry, even less when it was your own family who caused you this pain.

“Can I really do that?” You breathe out. On one hand, you’re happy to be with your boyfriend; him and his friends were your real family; on the other, you don’t want to be a burden.

“I insist.” He tells you, softly, his face level with yours. “And I’m sure Ryu and Tenn will agree with me.”

“I’m always happy to have you here, [Y/n].” Ryu smiles, warmly.

“Hey, guys, what’s- Oh, hello, [Y/n].” Tenn greets with that angelic smile of his. “It’s good to see you. Did anything happen?” The center of TRIGGER questions, head tilted to the side.

“You guys,” You rub at your eyes, in an attempt to wipe away your tears, that just keep coming. “Thank you so much.” You say, with a grateful smile parapeted by a rainfall of fading teardrops.

That night, for the first time since you have memory, you felt truly warm.

♡

— From here onwards, things start looking brighter for you: you find a part-time job at a CD and vinyls shop, compatible with your interests and that allows you to cover for your college expenses.

— Because you have knowledge in music and are studying it, you often watch TRIGGER practise, making mental notes of all the things you can learn.

— And the best thing: you get to spend most, if not all of your free time, with Gaku.

— From watching movies, to going around for drives, to helping him when he works at his grandfather’s soba shop… You do so many things together!

— Not only that, but you find the siblings you never had in Ryu and Tenn. Helping Ryu cook, making sure Tenn is not overworking… You enjoy the memories you’re creating with them too.

— And well, Gaku can’t help but look at you with a smitten expression. It warms his heart to see you get along so well with his closest friends.

— Perhaps destiny was on your side, for all the events to lead to this present.