#hayate x reader

[winteringdream]

hayate &audition w "get inside before you freeze to death.." !! and congrats!!!

──────── hot cocoa winter ⋆｡˚

“get inside before you freeze to death.”

p. hayate x gn!reader g. fluff n. omg i found this at the bottom of my drafts, it’s spring now but i hope you’ll still enjoy this anon

it's a bitterly cold winter evening, and you're walking home from work, bundled up in your warmest coat and gloves. the wind is hurting your cheeks, and you can feel the cold weather through your shoes. you shiver involuntarily as you slowly walk down the street.

as you turn a corner, you suddenly see a figure approaching you. it's hayate, your friend from school. he's wearing a thick coat and a beanie, and he looks like he's been out in the cold for a while.

"hey, what are you doing out here?" he asks with a small smile on his face.

"just walking home," you reply through chattering teeth. "i'm almost there, don't worry."

hayate laughs and shakes his head. "no way, you're going to freeze to death out here. let’s go into this café.”

you hesitate for a moment, but the thought of stopping for a moment is too tempting. "okay, let’s go." you say, following him into the cafe.

as you take a seat, hayate starts to chat about the dance club he is in. you can't help but smile at his enthusiasm.

“we’d like two hot cocoa, please." he says casually, before turning back to you. you don’t even get a chance to tell him that you don’t want anything.

“i will pay for it, it’s no big deal.” hayate tells you when he sees the look on your face. you nod gratefully, sinking into the soft cushions of the chair.

a few minutes later, the waiter comes back with two mugs of steaming cocoa.

"here you go," hayate says, handing one to you. "drink up before it gets cold."

“it’s super hot,” you scrunch your face at the temperature. hayate chuckles, and apologises for making you drink it immediately.

after a little bit of chatting, hayate looks outside of the window. the sun is beginning to set and the street lights are on.

"hey, it's getting late," hayate says, glancing at the clock. "you should probably head back before it gets too late."

you nod, realizing that you've lost track of time. "yeah, i should. thanks again, hayate."

"it’s no problem" he says, standing up as well. "get inside soon before you freeze to death out there."

you laugh, feeling a warmth in your heart that has nothing to do with the hot cocoa. as you step out into the cold night once again, you know that you'll always remember this winter evening with hayate.

[bluediva]

Weird/Fun Dream from July 29, 2024

When you have a dream about something you haven't thought about in years, and it goes sad (angst) quick.

Anyone remember Prétear?

Dream appeared to be post-story/kind of in epilogue, but Hayate and Himeno weren't dating. They were spending A LOT of time together though.

Enter random character that Hayate was apparently in a relationship with. If anyone wants to take this and use it, they can make it an OC or reader insert. 🤷🏼‍♀️ She had been waiting for Hayate for a while, but he had forgotten they were supposed to meet up. And this had been happening a lot lately.

She heads off and later sees Hayate with Himeno in a park, sitting on a bench together. They're talking and smiling, and he's completely lost track of time and forgotten he had plans (again).

She does "confront" him at that point, but it's more she steps into view. He sees her and asks what she's doing there, and she tells him she had been waiting for him for their date but he didn't show up or answer his phone when she tried to text or call him.

He thinks she's exaggerating for a second as he pulls his phone out, but then he sees the time, the messages/missed call(s), and the amount of battery life his phone still has.

Hayate apologizes and tells her he lost track of time. Himeno may join in, or she may not feel it's her place to get (more) in the middle. Hayate's phone then dies, and Himeno offers to help because she has a charger. They get a bit distracted with that, so they don't notice OC/reader quietly approaching and leaving the ring Hayate gave her beside him before hurrying away. She feels hurt/ heartbroken.

Hayate does look back up and notices she's gone. He looks around, and his hand brushes against the ring. He feels some dread and pockets it as he tries to locate her. Himeno does try to help.

Eventually, she breaks and becomes either something like the Princess of Disaster, some new kind of enemy, or a source of power for a new foe. The new enemy then goes off to gather new allies/henchmen/etc.

Later, Himeno and the Leafe Knights witness the "birth" of a new villain/general, and this general vows loyalty to their new queen. They have no idea who this new queen is. I think at some point that she is revealed, which leads Hayate into depression/more angst.

(Also had a minor crossover with other characters in other media being controlled/taken over/convinced somehow to join her (new villain). And one of these was Wally West? Which then lead to some of the Bats appearing, including Nightwing, and Wally snapping for the "Joker" to back off before he transformed.

This little crossover bit can be deleted/skipped entirely.)

I think the dream ended around this point, but it would be nice if it ended happily somehow?

*If anyone wants to use this, please let me know first.

[milaisreading]

can u do its our girlfriend (ryusei shidou version)?? 🙏🏽🙏🏽 w/ sub20 time? 👀

Author: Here it is! I hope u like this one and thank u for the request🩷

Warnings ⚠️: Reader uses she/her. Requests are open

⚽️Blue Lock belongs to: Muneyuki Kaneshiro and Yusuke Nomura⚽️

The U-20 team felt a pretty huge shift in the dynamic when 2 certain players joined the team. One of them being Shidou Ryusei and the other one being Itoshi Sae. Now, Oliver as the captain did try and was somewhat successful with getting along with Sae, meanwhile Shidou... well he is a great player but really hard to get along with. But one thing Oliver noticed was that there was a rift and tension between Sae and Shidou, who were by all accounts always the closest to each other. The issue started a month ago when Oliver, and later on the team would notice how much bossier Sae was with Shidou, and the boy was in return a lot snappier with him. It was really getting out of hand and Oliver was ready to rip his hair out. Japan's U-20 team had an image to uphold and the last thing Oliver needed was their manager yelling at him to get them in line.

"You dumbass antena man, focus on the goal!"

"Under eyelashes senior is now the boss around here, huh?"

"Can someone shut them up?" Sendou pointed, tired from all the yelling.

"Why are they even arguing?" Teru questioned.

"God knows." Hayate shrugged his shoulders, watching as Oliver and Niou walked over to the bickering duo and pulled them away from each other.

"Alright! Enough!" The team flinched at Oliver's yell, but kept quiet.

"What's the issue you two? You have been acting like you killed each other's families!" Oliver started as Niou sighed and continued after the captain.

"We are just worried. Not only is this giving an issue to us as a team, but also to you two as a duo on the field." The long-haired boy explained as Sae and Shidou sent each other a side glare. The rest of the team kept quiet and watched the two as the huffed and looked away from each other. Oliver was pretty much speechless, he expected this from Shidou... but never from Sae of all people.

"This must be quite serious, Sae would act more mature otherwise." Teppei whispered to his friends and Miroku told them to be quiet.

"Spit it out." Oliver demanded and it seemed like Shidou finally broke.

"Under eyelashes senior here is butthurt his crush likes me more."

"I am not! All I said was that (Y/n) picking you as her boyfriend will come to bite her." Sae said back, shocking the team even more now.

'Shidou...Shidou has a girlfriend?!'

"Did I just hear correctly?" Hayate questioned with wide eyes and looked at his friends. Miroku and Teru slowly nodded their heads as Teppei and Sendou kept quiet, but were equally wondering how truthful that statement was.

'No way... he got a girlfriend before me?' Sendou thought with a huff.

'Ehh? I can't imagine Shidou with anyone.'

"What?" Niou raised an eyebrow as he closed Oliver's open mouth.

"Shidou basically got a girlfriend, way above his league if I may add." Sae repeated.

"Shut the hell up!"

"You know I am right. She literally could have had anyone, why you?" Sae said as his anger raised again, causing Shidou to smirk.

"Turns out my personality is more appear to her."

"Wait... Shidou has a girlfriend?" Oliver blurted out, causing the two to look at him.

"Yeah, they have been going out for a month." Sae rolled his eyes.

"Something you will never experience, might I add." Shidou chimed in.

"You two...are joking with us? Right?" Sendou suddenly spoke up as they raised their eyebrows.

"No?"

"You sure? Sae that was a good joke." Miroku let out a laugh as Hayate and Teppei held back their laughters too. Niou tried to calm them down while Oliver tried to stop Shidou from yelling.

"What's that supposed to mean?!" The blonde asked, taking offense at their reactions.

"It's just...you don't seem dateable..." Teppei answered, earning a nod from Hayate.

"You are too loud."

"And you say weird stuff at times."

"Sorry, but there is no way someone is dating you." The statements caused Shidou's anger to rise even more, but along with that also came the insecurities. He could handle Sae saying those things, since he is pretty jealous of his relationship, but hearing people who are pretty much strangers to him say those things... it really stung.

"I think you are capping."

"Yeah... Sae and Shidou stop joking around-"

"Wait Sendou... who is your girlfriend?" Oliver asked, trying to wrap his head around this whole concept. Shidou wanted to answer the question, he did. He wanted to show off his cute, beautiful and funny girlfriend to everyone. But one part of him wanted to keep that part quiet, private. Sae knowing about her was enough as it is, he didn't need them to know it too.

'Especially when they don't seem to believe it anyways.' Shidou said nothing as he walked off towards the locker room, sending a warning glare as Niou and Teppei tried to get the name out of him.

"Enough joking... let's just get changed. Our training session is over." Hayate said as he pointed at the clock.

"Sae, can you please tell us who the girlfriend is?" Teru wondered.

"Yeah, otherwise we will think this is a joke." Oliver added in but the redhead just shrugged his shoulders.

"Believe whatever you want. I am not saying anything out of my respect for her. When she feels like meeting you guys, you will know."

While everything was going on outside, Shidou was in the locker room enjoying how quiet it was. He somewhat cooled down from the fight and his mind kept wandering off to (Y/n).

'Ahh~ just her cute face could make any of my bad days good. She is so kind and sweet, the World really doesn't deserve her. I wonder what she is up to.' Shidou thought, growing a little agitated.

'I didn't see her at all in the past 3 weeks, stupid Blue Lock and Ego... keeping her away from me like that.' Shidou pouted. He really missed her and hoped to get the chance to see her before that match with her team.

'Seems like it's just wishful thinking.'

Teru yawned as he walked down the hallway from the bathroom. After such an eventful day he just wanted to get dressed and go home to sleep.

'Maybe a good dinner and some movies would be a good idea.'

"Excuse me, do you know if Shidou Ryusei is still here?" The boy jumped up at the sound of a unfamiliar feminine voice from behind him. Turning around, Teru was surprised to find none other than Blue Lock's manager, (L/n) (Y/n). The boy's face turned beet red and slowly nodded his head.

"Y-yeah... why do you need him?" Teru asked shyly as the girl grinned at his answer.

'She is even prettier than on TV!'

"I need to see him, can you please call him or bring me to him?" She asked and Teru quickly nodded his head, laughing nervously.

"Of course! Follow me, sorry if I am jumpy a little."

'She will think I am weird now...' Teru thought nervously, internally facepalming at his own behavior.

"It's fine, my team is the same right now. Probably excited for the match coming up?" (Y/n) asked in a reassuring manner as Teru slowly nodded his head.

"Y-yeah..."

'Her voice is so soft...'

"Shidou!" The group turned to look at Teru as he ran into the changing room.

"What?" The blonde asked in annoyance, still mad at the way they spoke to him earlier. Teru took a few deep breaths as he tried to calm the redness on his face down.

"The...the manager fo Blhe Lock wants to see you..." Teru panted out. The blonde's frown turned into a grin as he quickly packed his things.

"What?! (Y/n) is outside?" Teppei and Miroku asked with wide eyes as Oliver grinned at the news. Niou and Hayate kept quiet along with Sae. The older Itoshi became restless at the mention of (Y/n)'s name while the other 2 grew a lot more nervous.

"Later, losers." Shidou chuckled and ran out with his bag.

"Hold it- Why is she even here?" Niou wondered as Teru spoke up again.

"It turns out the girlfriend Sae and Shidou talked about was (Y/n)."

The room grew quiet as Sae quietly left the room, hoping to catch up to the duo before they left.

'Shidou...'

'Is dating...'

'(Y/n)...' Sendou, Hayate and Miroku thought as Oliver's eye twitched.

"What do you mean?! No way did that guy get to her first!" Oliver yelled as Niou nodded his head.

"She was probably blackmailed into dating him."

"True. (Y/n) seems so sweet and kind..." Teppei started.

"And beautiful, she puts all the idols I know to shame." Sendou sighed dreamily.

"I also heard she is so considerate. I heard she always makes snacks for her team." Hayate chimed in.

"Forget that! Did you see the way she holds herself when talking to the reporters?!" Oliver added in with a blush.

"Yeah...she has to be blackmailed." Miroku concluded as silence fell among the group.

They looked between each other and at the door as Niou cleared his throat.

"I need to go to the toilet."

"Hold it! Why did you take your bag-" Before Hayate could finish his sentence, Niou was already outside the locker room.

"Hey!" Oliver yelled, running after his teammate and the rest joining in.

"I hope you like it! It's like a good luck charm for the upcoming matches!" (Y/n) grinned as Shidou held the necklace she bought him a few days back. It was a simple, 4 leaf clover pendant on a gold chain, but it did make Shidou's heart race a little and his face turned red from the attention.

"Thanks, th-this means a lot. I didn't get anything for you." Shidou said, getting a little shy from the sudden gift and (Y/n) shook her head.

"I am happy and fulfilled as long as you are, Ryu."

'So adorable! And all mine!'Shidou thought as his cheeks started heating up and he coughed.

"Want to eat something? There is a good restaurant-"

"Are we eating somewhere?" Shidou felt like all the rage he previously felt came rushing back as Sae appeared put of nowhere, putting his arms around (Y/n)'s shoulders.

"Sae-san?! Where did you come from?" The girl wondered, a little startled by his appearance. Shidou watched with a snarl as Sae turned his stone cold look to a much softer one as he glanced at (Y/n).

"Good to see you, (Y/n). You look just as pretty as the last time I saw you." The girl blushed a little at the comment as Shidou pulled her our of his grip and glared even harder at Sae.

"We, as in (Y/n) and I will go and eat now. You can go somewhere else." Shidou said as he started pushing (Y/n) in front of himself.

"Ryu, you don't have to push me.... but I feel a little bad..." (Y/n) admitted in embarrassment as the two stopped and looked back at Sae. Shidou raised his eyebrow, wondering what she actually meant.

"What do you mean?"

"Well, Sae is your friend, maybe we could invite him along. He probably wants to eat with us too." (Y/n) smiled softly as Shidou felt his heart crack a little.

'She is so considerate! That Itoshi doesn't deserve this level of kindness! My cute, little girl.' Shidou thought as he poked her cheeks.

"Ryu~" She pouted as the boy chuckled.

"You are so adorable... Fine, we could invite Sae along." Shidou sighed, as he really couldn't say 'no' to (Y/n).

"Ahh~ Shidou? Is that your lovely girlfriend?" The blonde boy flinched as he heard Niou's voice and the two turned to look at the group. The blonde tightly grabbed onto (Y/n)'s hand as they observed the group. Shidou watched in horror and anger as he noted all their expressions as (Y/n) waved at them.

"Hello!" She exclaimed.

Niou, Hayate and Miroku had the most normal expression, just a small blush on their cheeks. Teppei hid behind a blushing Miroku as he sent (Y/n) a few glances here and there.

'So cute~ she is even more adorable in real life.' Teru, Oliver and Sendou where meanwhile blushing messes as they stared at (Y/n) and waved at her.

"It's so lovely to see you, (Y/n)-san. We weren't aware you and Shidou were dating." Niou spoke up as he walked closer to them.

"Yeah! Congratulations." Miroku added in as Teppei followed them.

"Can I get a picture with you?"

"Me?!" (Y/n) asked the boy in confusion as Sendou and Oliver chirped in.

"Yes, it would be lovely."

"You look even lovelier than a kpop or jpop idol."

"A-ah... Thank you, Sendou-san." The girl blushed a little as Teru and Hayate chimed in.

"Move a little, Shidou- Can I get a picture with you too?"

"Can you please be our manager? The old man is annoying." Hayate groaned, earning a hit on the head from Oliver.

Shidou watched in disbelief as his teammates tried to chat up his girlfriend, his jealousy close to reach its limit.

"Told you that (Y/n) is a real eye catcher." Sae snorted, equally annoyed at the scene.

"Shut it! I know...it's my (Y/n)... my girl we are talking about."

[bubbblesss000]

ANTIMONY

Antimony represents the wild and animalistic parts of human nature~

an Edward Elric x reader fanfiction.

~01~

Ed, Al, and Y/N arrived in Reole after hearing rumours about a philosopher's stone being used there. They were determined to locate the stone. The air was filled with the aroma of spices and the sound of people talking as they made their way towards the city centre. They noticed that every radio they passed played a recording of an unfamiliar religious sermon. They came upon a cosy cafe bar, the three friends were greeted by the inviting smell of freshly brewed coffee and the lively conversations of the patrons. Edward, Alphonse, and Y/N found a table and settled down. They soon engaged in a friendly conversation with a group of locals who introduced themselves as followers of Letoism, a unique religion that worshipped the sun and nature. The Letoists shared their beliefs and how it influenced their lives in Reole. Suddenly, a young woman named Rose joined the group. She emanated a quiet strength and determination that caught the attention of Edward, Alphonse, and Y/N. Rose shared her own personal journey and how Letoism had empowered her to overcome the loss of her fiancé and rebuild her life.

As they neared the majestic cathedral situated in the heart of the city, they were met with the incredible sight of a vast gathering outside, eagerly anticipating the arrival of Father Cornello. The locals had always spoken of him with utmost respect, praising his remarkable ability to perform extraordinary feats and cure the ailing. Intrigued by the tales, the trio made the decision to join the multitude of devoted followers and listen to one of Father Cornello's captivating sermons. During his performance, he astounded everyone with his seemingly miraculous acts, defying the principles of alchemy by conjuring objects out of thin air, thus providing undeniable evidence of possessing the coveted philosopher's stone. One such astonishing display involved him crafting exquisite crystal flowers from fallen petals, leaving the audience in awe. The cathedral was buzzing with excitement, as Father Cornello took the stage. His strong presence and captivating voice held everyone's attention as he passionately spoke about the wonders of their god, Leto, and the incredible abilities of the philosopher's stone. Edward, Alphonse, and Y/N exchanged meaningful looks, fully aware of the immense danger that this alchemical artefact could pose if it fell into the wrong hands.

After the sermon, they went to find Rose, who was known for being very trusting, in order to arrange a meeting with Father Cornello. Rose had attended the sermon and her eyes were filled with a strong faith in Father Cornello's words. As they walked up to her, she gazed at them with curiosity, but soon became friendly when they asked about her religion and expressed their wish to talk to Father Cornello. Despite their false claim of being interested in Letoism, she trusted them without hesitation.

She guided them through the maze-like hallways of the cathedral, showing them the way to Father Cornello's personal chambers. Standing in front of the grand doors, they prepared themselves for the upcoming confrontation, understanding that their journey to uncover the truth was just starting.

Father Cornello looked up in surprise as Alphonse, Edward and Y/N entered the room, the clanking of metal footsteps echoing through the chamber. The priest's eyes widened as he took in the sight of the towering suit of armour, his gaze flickering to the other two stood either side of him. Edward's voice boomed from beside the armour, his tone resolute and unwavering.

"Father Cornello, we know the truth about the philosopher's stone and the deception you've been perpetrating in the name of miracles," He declared, his hands clenched into fists. Rose peered out from the safety of the armour, her eyes filled with determination and a hint of fear.

Father Cornello's expression twisted into a sneer as he regarded the trio before him. "Ah, so the truth has finally come to light, has it? But what can the three of you hope to achieve against the power of the philosopher's stone?" he taunted, a smug confidence emanating from his every word.

Ed spoke with unwavering confidence, refusing to be intimidated by the priest's condescending attitude. "Just hand over the stone and we’ll be on our way" he stated firmly, his determination evident in his gaze. The other two companions silently agreed, feeling a mix of anxiety and resolve pulsing through their hearts.

Rose climbed out of Alphonse's armour, her heart heavy with the weight of the truth she had just learned about Father Cornello. She couldn't believe that she had been deceived by the man she had trusted and admired. Her mind was filled with a mix of anger, betrayal, and sadness as she stood in the dimly lit room.

Father Cornello shouted to her, his voice smooth and persuasive as he tried to convince her that he could still bring her fiancé back with the Philosopher's Stone. Rose's emotions were in turmoil, and she struggled to make sense of the situation. On one hand, she was desperate to see her beloved again, but on the other, she couldn't ignore the feeling of unease that gnawed at her.

As Father Cornello continued to weave his promises and assurances, Rose found herself torn between hope and doubt. She wanted to believe that there was a way to bring back what she had lost, but a part of her couldn't shake the feeling that there was something sinister lurking beneath the surface. With a heavy heart, she made a decision that would set her on a path filled with danger, sacrifice, and unexpected revelations.

As Rose ascended the stairs, her heart pounded with a mixture of fear and hope. She desperately wanted to believe that Father Cornello could bring her beloved back, but a nagging doubt lingered in the back of her mind. The sight of the Philosopher's Stone, pulsating with an otherworldly glow, filled her with both awe and trepidation.

Father Cornello's eyes gleamed with a fanatical fervour as he extended his arm, which transformed into a menacing machine gun. The metallic clinks and whirs echoed through the chamber, and Rose's breath caught in her throat. She realised with a sinking feeling that she had been deceived.

As the machine gun whirred to life, Edward swiftly transmuted the ground beneath them, creating a solid wall of metal just in time to shield them from Father Cornello's barrage of bullets. The clang of the bullets hitting the metal echoed through the chamber, and Y/N couldn't help the adderaline coursing through her veins.

As the dust settled, Alphonse stepped forward, his armour clanking with each step. "We need to take him down, brother," he said, determination shining in his eyes. Y/N nodded in agreement, her heart pounding. They had come too far to leave without the stone.

Edward's eyes narrowed as he surveyed the situation, his mind racing with possibilities. "I have an idea," he said, his voice steady and resolute. "Alphonse, you distract him. Y/N, be ready to move in when the opportunity arises." With a nod, Alphonse charged forward, drawing Father Cornello's attention, while Y/N readied herself for the perfect moment to strike. When suddenly the wall closest to edward opens up and a beast steps out.

The chimera, a grotesque fusion of man and beast, lunged at the two alchemists with a guttural growl. With a swift movement, Edward transmuted the ground beneath them, creating a barrier of stone to shield them from the chimera's attack. As it continued its relentless assault, Edward clapped his hands together, the alchemical symbols on his gloves glowing with a fierce intensity. With a surge of power, he transmuted the air around the chimera, creating a spear to attack the beast with.

Meanwhile, the chimera seized the opportunity to strike, its teeth sinking into his arm and ripping his sleeve as Ed tried to shake it off, it then latching on to his leg, now revealing both automail limbs.

Y/N focused her energy, drawing on the power of water alchemy. With a swift motion, she manipulated the moisture in the air, forming a powerful torrent that surged towards the chimera. The creature recoiled, its fur bristling as it struggled against the force of the water. The creature flinched back, its fur standing on end as it fought against the powerful rush of water. Y/N's alchemy clashed with the chimera's wildness, causing a chaotic scene inside Father Cornello's church.

As the fight continued, Edward sprang into action, transforming his automail arm into a sword and confronting the chimera in hand-to-hand combat. The beast growled and pounced, its wild nature pushing it to dominate its enemies. Y/N's water alchemy kept flowing, forming a protective barrier that defended them from the chimera's unyielding assaults. The atmosphere buzzed with alchemical power, and the church reverberated with the clash of different elements.

Despite the ferocity of the chimera, Edward and Y/N fought with unwavering determination.With a final surge of alchemical power, Y/N unleashed a torrent of water that engulfed the chimera, subduing its wild nature and bringing the intense battle to a dramatic conclusion. As the church fell silent, the triumphant duo caught their breath, their eyes meeting in a shared moment of relief and accomplishment.

Just as the fight came to a close, Al grabbed Rose threw her into his metal arms, Edward quickly transmuted a door for them to escape through. As they ran through the church, the sound of gunfire echoed around them, sending shivers down their spines. Alphonse held Rose tightly in his arms, his heart pounding with fear for her safety. Edward and Y/N ran ahead, their determination driving them forward despite the danger. The air was thick with tension, and every step felt like a battle against time itself.

Bullets whizzed past them, narrowly missing their heads as they ducked and weaved through the pews. The stained glass windows shattered around them, casting colourful shards across the floor. Y/N could feel the adrenaline coursing through her veins, her mind focused on one thing and one thing only - getting out of this alive.

As they reached the exit, a blinding light filled the room, and the sound of gunfire ceased. They stumbled out into the open, gasping for breath as they looked around in disbelief. The sun was setting, casting a warm glow over the landscape.

Y/N and Edward carefully made their way back into the church, their footsteps echoing softly in the empty halls. The moonlight filtered through the stained glass windows, casting colourful patterns on the stone floor. They reached Father Cornello's office and Edward skillfully picked the lock, allowing them to slip inside. “If he comes before we’re ready you know we're dead, right?” Y/N said jokingly. “Stop being dramatic,” Edward laughed.

Y/N set up the hidden microphone in a discreet location, ensuring that it wouldn't be easily discovered. Edward kept watch, his sharp eyes scanning the room for any signs of movement. Once the microphone was in place, they waited for Father Cornello to return.

He soon came back to his office to see the two teens standing waiting for him. “If you just give us the stone we’ll leave, we ain’t too big on following procedure.” Ed spoke confidently.

Father Cornello's eyes glinted with a sinister light as he revealed his true intentions to Edward and Y/N. The air in the room grew heavy with the weight of his words. "You see, the philosopher's stone is the key to unlocking the true potential of our followers. With its power, we can create an army of unstoppable soldiers, ready to carry out my vision for this world," he explained with a chilling smile.

They couldn't allow Father Cornello to use the philosopher's stone for such nefarious purposes. "You're a madman," Edward spat, his voice filled with contempt. Father Cornello chuckled darkly, his eyes glimmering with malice. "Oh, but you won't be able to stop me. The philosopher's stone is within my grasp, and soon, nothing will stand in the way of my grand design," he declared with a sense of triumph.

Suddenly his face drops as he sees the microphone by his feet. “What have you done!” Cornello shouted. His eyes widened in shock as he realised that his carefully laid out plan had been broadcasted to the entire city of Reole. Panic surged through him as he frantically looked around, trying to find a way to salvage the situation. The people of Reole had been under his control, believing in his false miracles and following his every word. But now, the truth was out in the open, and his facade was crumbling before his very eyes.

The once adoring crowd began to murmur and whisper among themselves, their eyes filled with disbelief and anger. Father Cornello's heart pounded in his chest as he struggled to come up with a plan. He couldn't let this revelation destroy everything he had worked so hard to achieve. With a forced smile, he tried to regain control, but the people were no longer listening to his words.

As chaos erupted just outside the church, Father Cornello knew that he had to act quickly. He couldn't let the people turn against him, not after everything he had done to manipulate them.

Edward and Y/N barely had time to react as Father Cornello lunged at them with a fierce battle cry. The sound of metal clashing against metal filled the air as Edward swiftly clapped his hands and summoned a blade from the ground to defend himself and Y/N. Father Cornello's eyes blazed with a fanatical fervour as he relentlessly attacked, his movements fueled by a dark and twisted determination.

Y/N stood by Edward's side, her eyes narrowed in concentration as she assessed the situation. She knew that they were facing a formidable opponent, one who was not to be underestimated. "Edward, cover me!" Y/N shouted, her voice cutting through the chaos of battle. With a swift nod, Edward positioned himself in front of Y/N, deflecting Father Cornello's blows with his own blade. Seizing the opportunity, Y/N swiftly drew a transmutation circle of her own, her hands moving with practised precision. With a surge of alchemical energy, she unleashed a powerful wave from her sweat, sending Father Cornello staggering backward.

The impact of Y/N's alchemical attack created a momentary opening, and Edward seized the opportunity, launching a swift and decisive counterattack. With a flurry of expertly executed strikes, he forced Father Cornello onto the defensive, his determination unwavering. As the battle raged on, Edward and Y/N fought side by side, their skills complementing each other as they faced the formidable foe before them. Ed slapped the nearby statue causing the air to fill with smoke.

As the dust settled, Edward stood panting, his automail arm aching from the force of the transmutation. Y/N lay on the ground, struggling to get up, her eyes filled with a mix of anger and disbelief. Father Cornello, trapped under the colossal statue of the false god Leto, struggled to free himself, but it was futile. The once grandiose priest now looked small and helpless, his plans of using the Philosopher's Stone to deceive the people crumbling around him.

Edward turned to Y/N, his golden eyes filled with a mix of determination and concern. "Y/N, are you okay?" he asked, extending a hand to help her up. She hesitated for a moment, but then accepted his help, her eyes softening slightly as she looked at him. "I'm fine," she replied, her voice barely above a whisper. "Thank you, Edward."

As they stood together, the sound of approaching footsteps echoed through the chamber. They quickly bent down to retrieve the stone from Cornello while he was trapped, when it suddenly lost its colours and shattered. As the Philosopher's Stone shattered into countless pieces, a wave of shock and disbelief washed over Edward and Y/N. The resounding crack echoed through the underground chamber, and for a moment, time seemed to stand still. Father Cornello's triumphant laughter filled the air as he gloated over his apparent victory.

Edward and Y/N left the church, the weight of their encounter with the priest still heavy on their minds. As they walked through the rioting locals, Y/N couldn't shake off the feeling of unease that had settled in her chest. Edward, too, was lost in thought, his golden eyes reflecting the turmoil within him.

Suddenly, they spotted Rose and Alphonse up ahead, waiting for them. Alphonse's towering figure and gentle demeanour provided a sense of comfort, while Rose was sat hunched on the steps. As they approached, Alphonse greeted them, his armour clinking softly with each movement. Rose sat unmoving as she took in the troubled expressions on Edward and Y/N's faces.

"Is everything alright?" Al asked, his voice filled with genuine worry at their disheleved apperances. Edward hesitated for a moment before speaking “The stone was a fake.���. Before Al had time to respond, Rose sprung up up from her seat on the steps za gun nestled in her hands, trembling she spoke” Liar! Give me the stone. You just want it for yourselves!”. “We don't have it!” She broke down crying, “All I want is my fiance back… How am I supposed to carry on now”. “You need to figure that out, you have two strong legs , you can move forward on your own.”

The train station was pretty much empty due to the riots outside, Edward, Y/N, and Alphonse made their way on the platform. The sun was setting, casting a warm golden glow over the platform. Y/N couldn't help but feel a sense of sadness for the boys, another dead end; they prepared to board the train back to Central. It had been a long and eventful day, and the thought of returning to the familiar comforts of the city was a welcome one.

[karolinswritings]

Hello there ^^ this may be a bit specific. However May I ask for headcanons of Mustang x reader who has a lot of scars across their body and face? I have some, and I happen to be insecure of some and have even been shamed of them lol. Thanks so much. <3

Hello, thank you so much for the request! I really don't think you should be insecure of your scars. They are a part of you and you should love all parts of yourself. They are what makes you you and being yourself is important. Don't let other people put you down no matter what! I hope I did well with the headcanons, I have never done Mustang ones before. TT

Fullmetal Alchemist Headcnaons: Roy Mustang X Reader who has scars across their body and face

So, since Mustang is a soldier and works for the military, where people risk their lives for the sake of their country, he would not have anything bad in mind about reader's scars, as he sees many people with scars daily. To him they mean bravery.

In fact, he would never really mention the scars as they are not a part of his business at all. He would listen if reader decides to tell him about them, but he wouldn't ask himself.

If he notices anyone making comments about reader's scars, or of them in general, he would have a good talk with the person. He is a man of justice, and would not let anyone bring somebody else down, especially if that person happens to be his s/o.

If reader tells him that they are insecure and that people have shamed them because of their scars, that would be the moment when he would become serious.

The usual flirty demeanor would disappear in a blink and be replaced by a serious but compassionate look, followed by a soft, reassuring tone of voice.

"Listen, Reader. You know what my profession is, right? I work in the military, where me and all of my commerades are ready to risk our lives for the sake of others, for the sake of peace, at any moment. Me, Riza, Alex. We are all people who have been at the battlefield. At work, I see people who have scars everyday, some have them on their bodies, some on their faces. Some are big, some are small. But they are there. And to us, scars mean bravery. A scar is the memorial of a healed wound. This means that someone was strong enough to go through the pain and keep living. No matter what the reason for you to have scars is, my beloved, they are just another part of you, just like your hair, your eyes, your lips. They aren't something to be ashasmed of, they are normal. And to me, you look just fine, you always will. I don't think anybody else's opinion should matter, if you and me think you look fine, right, Reader? If something else bothers you, tell me. I am here to listen, always."

[bendeliyimhanimefendi]

Gel artık gelmemeyegidenadam,sana çok ihtiyacım var...

[hayatimolukplotonik]

Aslında biz birbirimizi çok iyi tanıyan bir yabancı olduk

[devilishlycute]

Hear me out, fem reader giving Hayate a reassurance smooch

A little reverse comfort huh? Love it and love everything about it! 💕🥰

"Y/n... Please don't laugh at me..."

Boyfriend!Hayate Ichikura x Girlfriend!Reader

Summary: You and Hayate have been together for nearly a whole month! So your relationship is still very much new, so you soon come to realize that your boyfriend can be.. A little shy when it comes to his self image. Let's go pay him a surprise visit!

Typing away on my laptop, indenting, paraphrasing, reading over what I just typed. Just a typical night for a college student. Feeling my eyes strain from the laptop's glare, I decide that now would be a great time to take a good five-to-ten minute break for a mental cool down. My stomach suddenly rumbled, "Yeah... Me too buddy." I pat my stomach while standing from my chair, getting ready to leave my room.

A familiar ringtone blares from my phone, "A text? From who??" Unlocking the screen I see that it was Hayate! The cute little blue bear icon I have for him, pops up again.

"Hey."

"Umm.."

"Do you have time to talk??"

"I just.."

"..."

"If you're busy I can text you later."

He sends a sticker of the blue bear in a dogeza pose.

"Oh.. Geez! At least give me time to answer you goof!" I whine as I pull up my keyboard quickly typing back a response.

I sent a sticker of a f/c bear shaking their head.

"No!"

"I'm not busy! I was just about to take a break anyway ^^"

"What's wrong Hayate? Are you olay?"

I smacked my lips and huff in irritation, correcting my text.

"* Okay?"

The loading bubbles appeared, then disappeared, then reappear again. Making me giggle under my breath. "He's overthinking again.." I say softly, as I imagined Hayate's cute face all scrunched up trying to type-

"Is it okay to call you?"

The message he sent pops up, causing my heart to ache. "It must have been something serious.." Grabbing a jacket, gathering my keys, wallet and mini backpack (as well as a means to defend yourself). "I'll talk to him on my way to the convenient store.."

I expertly typed with one hand as I locked my door and head out.

"Sure! Voice or Video?"

"... Voice please."

Soon my screen goes black, then lights up showing the picture of Hayate looking absolutely smitten at the dog park you happened to pass while on one of your past dates. Sliding to answer, I moved my phone towards my ear.

"Hayate, is everything okay?"

I hear nothing from his side, for one solid minute.

"Haya-"

"Is it true that women's clothes have tops without straps to hold them?"

...

I hold back a choked laugh, I could just see Hayate squirm.

"P-Please don't laugh.. I'm seriously asking. I think... I think I embarrassed myself in front of people." His voice wavers at the end, making my heart squeeze.

"I understand. And to answer the question: Yes. Some people like that style, they feel comfortable and confident. But I would say you didn't embarrassed yourself, you just didn't know. No harm, no foul." I reassure him.

Walking into the store, I collect my favorites. Making sure to talk in a volume where it doesn't disturb anyone. "It was really embarrassing.. I thought I was being courteous, I asked if she knew that her shirt was in danger of slipping of her shoulder. But my friend just told me that it was supposed to be like that- I thought I was gonna die on the spot."

Softly giggling, I notice one of the fridges had Hayate's favorite ice cream. Grabbing it, I went to the counter to pay for my items.

"Not only that, I made a wrong move at the Izakaya I work at and got scolded." The worker bagged my items and wished me a "Good night.", I place the items in my mini-backpack, and hoist it back over me. I asked Hayate to elaborate what happened, and he explained that he tried to be more "chummy" and "refreshing" and the manager immediately chewed him out.

Feeling laughter begin to bubble, I cover my mouth. "I-I see.." I stop at the crosswalk, waiting for the lights to change. "But you shouldn't try so hard to be someone different, you're perfect as you are." The light changes signaling me to cross, I make sure I'm heading to Hayate's by looking at the street names.

The street looking more and more familiar with each passing block. "I'm thinking about quiting the Izakaya job and trying to find somewhere a little closer." I hummed and saw Hayate's apartment complex, "If it's what you want to do Hayate, I'm there for you." Walking up towards the door, you typed in Hayate's code,

"Hmm? Hey, I'll be back. Someone's at my door."

"Yeah, it's me! I have snacks!!"

...

"HUH?!" Hayate shouts over the phone, the red light soon flashes green and the sound of the lock unlocking let's me know it's okay to walk in.

"H-How did you get here so fast?! Did you seriously walk over here at night?!" He asks, his worried voice amplified from the phone. As I walked upstairs and down the hall, " Yup! I got here while talking with you. You know how I said I was about to take a break? I was gonna go on a late dinner-slash-snack run before you texted me. Hurry up and let me in you goof, I got your favorite ice cream and another surprise for you."

I hear some muffled footsteps and shuffling inside, "B-But it's messy inside." His voice whispers through, causing me to pout. "Then I guess you get no ice cream and no surprise!"

He goes quiet, the drops the call. The door unlocks and Hayate opens the door a smidge, "W-Welcome.. Come in." He moves to open the door, his minimalist apartment wasn't as messy as he made it out to be. Just a couple of JUMPs scattered about, but that's it, pulling out the bag I hand it over to Hayate. "It's mostly my favorites, but I made sure to get the ice cream and chips you like." I set my mini-backpack on the hook attached to his door, I turn around to see that he's setting the bag down on his coffee table.

Hayate opens his ice cream and eats it with the wooden paddle it comes with, sitting down across from him. Watching him, more specifically his lips.

"I did say I had a "surprise".. It's appropriate to start kissing right?? We've hugged, h-held hands... Even walked to University together! It's been a half a month... Surely he wouldn't mind.." I debate with myself, not noticing the Hayate's turning red. He moved the spoon away from his lips, "Did you want some- mmp!" I leaned over the table and gave his lips a soft peck, my cheeks resonate heat.

Pouring my feelings for Hayate in that one single peck, I pull away and give him a bashful smile. "That's the surprise, a little pick me up for the nerve-racking day you had.. Sorry that happened to you, Hayate." I watched as his face exploded in red, he covers his mouth and turns away.. "Not.. Fair... I wanted to be the one to.. Ki-ki-ki..." He mumbles.

I let out a cheeky laugh and go to open my bag of chips, "Sorry for making the move first Haya'~" His blush worsens, "..You can stay as long as y-you want.. Just let me walk you home though. It's dangerous to walk alone at night." I felt my heart race and my smile widened, popping a chip in my mouth. "You got yourself a deal! Be prepared Hayate- I love cuddles."

" "Cu-Cuddles"?!" I laughed out loud, placing my clean palm under my chin. Staring lovingly at my shy boyfriend resume eating his ice cream

" Hayate Ichikura, the easily embarrassed and highly introspective.. How cute." I mentally coo. You can't help but plan more kisses for him in the future.

A/n: Whoop! Whoop!! Another fluffy drabble down, Hayate's very adorbs and deserves reassuring vibes and comfort every time he feels embarrassed!

[ventithedrunkbardehe]

Hayate with a caring and sweet gender neutral reader

Hello hello I'm back again 😎

So let's get started shall we?

Hayate with a sweet and caring g\n!reader

He's really glad that he has you on his side

Everytime he thinks he lost something you remind him where that item is

He knows that he's akward sometimes so he's very glad that he got you

On dates he would take you to pet cafés but if you don't like pets or you're allergic to them he has a backup plan which is the libary but if you don't like reading then he's doomed nad has to ask his friend for advice

But the two of you still enjoy it

When he introduced you to his friends he was really happy that you all got on well so you sometimes join the little clumsy squad for their hangout

If you're a fan of Motoharu and he gets to know it he wants to marry you on the spot and just talk about his works non-stop so you're just there standing or sitting or laying down looking at him talking passionately about Motoharu's works like a little puppy who got the toy that they wanted really bad

When he realizes that he's been talking about him now for almost over 10 mins he just blushes very hard, loses eyecontact and apologizes which you laugh at and tell him that it's okay, giving a peck on his cheek causing him to blush even more

He loves it when you kisd him or just hug him in general

I feel like he's very touch-starved in general so he wants every hug and kiss not to end

He loves cuddling I think he's most likely to be the small spoon, but he loves hugging you back tho so you guys usually cuddle with his head burried into the crook of your neck or just in your chest and he's just hugging you back close to him

He's not a big fan of PDA tho he's just too shy for it

Maybe holding hands or just interwining your pinkies is just enough for him

He gets really shy if the two of you are on a vechile and you put your head on his shoulder

He's just sitting there frozen in one place

Blushing like crazy starring at the floor

So when you guys get home give him lots of cuddles please

Hope you guys enjoyed this

Have a nice day byeeeee!

[vrmxlho]

i made a blue lock quiz

do it rn 😡

[milaisreading]

SIR GIMME TODDLER MANAGER PT.4

Author: impacted the literature more than Romeo and Juliette ever could😭 here u go and thank u for the request🩷

Warnings ⚠️: Reader uses she/her. Requests are open

⚽️Blue lock belongs to:Muneyuki Kaneshiro and Yusuke Nomura⚽️

Pt1 Pt2 Pt3

"Come here (Y/n), your favorite person ever wants to carry you!" Oliver laughed as he picked the reluctant girl up. Niou and Sendo shook their heads at the way he was holding her and how uncomfortable she looked while being held.

"Oliver, I don't think you are doing it the proper way." Sendo added as Niou nodded along. The black haired boy looked at the two in confusion and then down at (Y/n), who looked like she was about to burst out crying.

"I don't get it, I watched children being held like this on movies. You must just be picky then, huh?" Oliver teased the girl as she looked up at him. It was silent for a moment and Niou sighed in relief, thinking that maybe this was (Y/n)'s way of acting out, but all that was chucked out of the window as Oliver put her in the same position and the girl burst out crying. Panicking Sendo ran over and grabbed the girl while Niou pulled on Oliver's ear.

"Ouch!" The player yelled as the long-haired boy glared at him.

"I told you she was uncomfortable!"

"But that was how babies were held in movies!"

"Yes, movies! Not real life!" Niou said as he looked over at Sendo, who was rocking the sobbing toddler back and forth.

"She calmed down?"

"A little."

Oliver watched in weird awe at how well Sendo handled it.

"How do you know to calm down kids?"

"I used to babysit from time to time." Sendo shrugged his shoulder as Teppei and Hayate ran into the room.

"What happened?!"

"We heard crying!"

"Is everyone alright?" Miroku and Teru poked their heads inside.

"Yeah, it's just that Oliver doesn't know how to hold kids." Niou explained as Hayate took the girl out of Sendo's arms.

"Hey!" The blonde protested, earning a shrug from the taller.

"You all had the chance to hold her, I didn't." Hayate argued and got no response, as the rest knew he was right with that part. Oliver sighed in defeat and sat on the floor as Niou let his ear go.

"You alright, captain?" Miroku asked as Teru ran to where Hayate was.

"No... (Y/n) is so comfortable with all of you and just cries when she is with me. Am I that bad with kids?!" Oliver wondered as Sendo, Niou and him paid attention to what he said. Hayate, Teppei and Teru were meanwhile busy entertaining the toddler, the laughter she let out from Teru's funny faces hurt Oliver even more.

"I see... maybe we can practice with you?" Miroku suggested.

"What do you mean?" Sendo raised an eyebrow.

"Easy, we can help Oliver meanwhile the others can play and take care of (Y/n)." Miroku said calmly as Niou looked over at the rest.

"I don't really think those three will mind that idea." Niou added, pointing at the group. Teppei was holding (Y/n) now on his shoulder while she was patting Hayate's head, meanwhile Teru was taking pictures of the scene.

"So, Oliver the first lesson you need to learn is how to approach a toddler!" Sendo exclaimed as Niou wrote down on the board something. Oliver nodded his head and told the blonde to continue.

"Alright, shoot!"

"The first mistake you make is the tone of your voice, well... more specifically the volume." Miroku said.

"Children, especially those of (Y/n)'s size can get easily scared, so you yelling might be more off-putting than you seem to think."

"Children need a level of calmness, especially when picked up. You saw how I did it the first time, right?" Oliver nodded at Niou's question, remembering how calm and collected he was when they saw her first.

"Just act like that. Let's practice then!" Sendo announced.

"Here comes the train~" Teru exclaimed as he fed (Y/n) her lunch. The girl happily opened her mouth and ate the food while Teppei wiped the excess food off of her face.

"Aww~ this is really adorable!" Teru said as Hayate nodded his head and put it on top of hers.

"How do you think Oliver is doing in those classes?" The white-haired boy asked as the other two chuckled a little.

"I don't know, but just the image of Oliver taking classes on baby care is funny." Teppei commented as (Y/n) looked up at him, wondering what was funny.

"Let's just hope be learns a thing or two." Teru said as Hayater removed his head from hers and started ruffling (Y/n)'s hair.

"Alright! After an hour and 45 minutes, you are finally a lot calmer, this is what we need!" Sendo said as Oliver flopped on the couch. Miroku smiled fondly at the captain and watched as Noui wrote down the 2nd lesson.

"Alright! Next lesson is feeding a toddler! Babies need to eat, and knowing how to properly feed them is very essential for you." Noui started as Oliver sighed.

'This is exhausting... and people have kids willingly?!'

"Come back here!" Teppei yelled as he chased (Y/n) around the empty field. After eating her lunch, the three players decided to let her play before it's her nap time.

"Make sure (Y/n) doesn't fall down." Hayate warned as he observed the duo closely.

"Shhh... I need to have this on video." Teru whispered with his phone out and following (Y/n) with it.

"Yoh are obsessed with taking pictures and videos." Hayate commented.

"Well yes, but it's of (Y/n) as a toddler, you don't see that everyday."

"...fair enough." Hayate nodded his head and took his own phone out.

"Alright! This one took us like...2 hours but you got the hang of it!" Niou sighed as Oliver rolled his eyes.

"You guys are really counting?"

"Yes, yes we are. Now off to the 3rd and most important lesson!"

They looked at Sendo as he wrote something down.

"And that lesson is holding and picking up a toddler, which you lack in the most. That's why we found some videos that show you those." Sendo said as Miroku opened his laptop.

"Shhh! Teru!" Teppei whisper/yelled at the boy as (Y/n) slept on top of Hayate.

"Sorry, I forgot." The boy apologized as they looked at the door.

"Ahh? How did the classes go?" Teru teased as Oliver sent him a glare while Sendo and Miroku snickered.

"Did (Y/n) eat?" Niou asked the other two, who nodded their heads.

"Yeah, she fell asleep like two hours ago too." Teru told them as Oliver walked past them and towards Hayate and (Y/n). The white-haired boy raised his eyebrow at the captain and nodded his head.

"Be quiet, she is still asleep. Anyways, how did your lessons go?"

"Pretty much ready to be (Y/n)'s new favorite." Oliver smirked as Hayate rolled his eyes.

"Sure..."

"He did it... I am so proud." Sendo sobbed as Miroku patted his back and Niou rolled his eyes at the dramatic acting. Teru, Teppei and Hayate were staring at Oliver in disbelief as he held (Y/n), who seemed calm and content in his hold.

"Good job, you two. I never expected him to work this out." Teru chuckled as Hayate took a few pictures.

"It's kind of adorable to look at it." He said calmly as Sendo and Teppei nodded their heads.

"So, am I your new favorite?" Oliver asked excitedly as (Y/n) looked up at him for a moment.

"Boooo...." She said back and Oliver cooed at the sound.

"I'll take it as a yes!" The captain chuckled. Then suddenly the door opened and in walked Rin with Hiori following him.

"What did you two need?" Sendo asked as he walked over to the two. Hiori ignored him and walked straight to grab (Y/n), but was stopped by Hayate and Teppei.

"Hey!"

"Hands off!" They warned as Hiori and Rin glared at them.

"We came to pick up (Y/n), your babysitting duty is over. Now hand her over to Hiori, Aiku." Rin said as he glared at the fellow captain.

"No." Oliver answered back, earning looks of disbelief from their rival team members.

"What do you mean with no? That's our manager, give her back."

"Calm down Rin, we just want to babysit her a little more." Noui added.

"Besides, she doesn't mind staying with us." Miroku said, pointing at the girl.

"Like a give a shit, hand her over." Rin demanded as he started an argument with the the team, meanwhile Hiori tried to bribe (Y/n) into coming with them.

[galaksininucunda0]

[bubbblesss000]

ANTIMONY

Antimony represents the wild and animalistic parts of human nature~

an Edward Elric x reader fanfiction.

~Prologue~

In the lively city of Central, where the sound of metal clashing and the buzz of alchemy could be heard everywhere, a young girl named Y/N Mustang found herself on the brink of a new beginning. Despite being only fourteen years old, she carried the weight of her father's reputation as the Flame Alchemist and the memory of her late mother, who had always hoped Y/N would choose a different path than becoming a State Alchemist. It had been four years since her mother's passing, leaving behind a void that seemed to grow larger each day. Y/N's mother had been her guiding light, a source of warmth and wisdom, and her absence left a noticeable emptiness in the young girl's heart.

Despite her mother's reservations, fate had woven a different tapestry for Y/N. The allure of alchemy had beckoned to her, whispering promises of power and purpose. With a resolute spirit, she had embraced the path of a State Alchemist, determined to carve her own destiny amidst the swirling currents of her father's world. Her chosen field of expertise lay in the enigmatic realm of water alchemy, where the fluidity of her craft mirrored the depths of her own emotions. Through the ebb and flow of her transmutations, Y/N sought to weave a legacy that honoured both her parents, a testament to her resilience and unwavering spirit.

In the bustling streets of Central, Y/N discovered comfort in the presence of her loyal friends, Edward and Alphonse Elric. Their bond went beyond mere friendship, strengthened by their shared goals and unwavering determination. Together, they faced the challenges of their intertwined fates, each carrying their own burdens and dreams. Y/N connected with Edward's fiery determination, reflecting her own, while Alphonse's calm wisdom brought peace to her restless spirit. As they pursued truth and redemption together, they created a strong bond that surpassed the chaos of their world.

As Y/N delved deeper into the enigmatic world of alchemy, she grappled with the weight of her newfound responsibilities and the echoes of her mother's unspoken wishes. The shadows of doubt and longing danced at the periphery of her consciousness, threading a delicate tapestry of hope and uncertainty. Yet, amidst the swirling tempest of her emotions, a flicker of hope burned bright within her. It was a beacon that illuminated the path ahead, a testament to her resilience and unyielding spirit. With each fluid transmutation and every step she took alongside her steadfast companions, Y/N embraced the promise of a new dawn, where the waters of her destiny flowed with untold possibilities.

As Y/N ventured further into the mysterious realm of alchemy, she struggled with the burden of her newfound duties and the whispers of her mother's unspoken desires. Doubt and yearning lingered on the edge of her mind, weaving a fragile web of optimism and doubt. However, in the midst of her swirling emotions, a glimmer of hope shone brightly within her. It served as a guiding light, showing her the way forward and proving her strength and determination. With each seamless transformation and every stride she took with her loyal friends, Y/N embraced the potential of a fresh start, where her fate held endless opportunities.

[solaarbeeam]

NEW KIDS ON THE BLOCK

windbreaker x gn!reader

warnings/cw: no warning, usage of Y/N and L/N

syn. - a new school and gang has come to town, the boys all have their respective opinions on it.

characters :: haruka sakura, hayate suo, umemiya hajime, togame jo

a/n:: been obsessed with this anime for a minute now but this is my first work in the fandom sooo lemme know if yall like it!! if i forgot a character or you wanna see more just lemme know what character you’d wanna see <33

side note, this fic is completely self indulgent because i know the usual shtick is ‘oh they protect you’ which of course nothing is wrong with that, but i also like it more when reader is also badass and can fight, so here we are!! pls enjoy 😊

HARUKA SAKURA

He had been sent to your home grounds on Umemiya’s orders, as a way to get to know the new gang in town. Rumors has it that this new gang is strong, and had a hand in orchestrating a raid on Zinc which has now left Zinc in a horrible position.

You already know how he feels about strength and what it means to be strong, so he would’ve checked it out by himself, but Umemiya had said to go with Suo and Nirei, and so here they are, about to cross over into your territory.

Once they pass the overhead bridge, he’s met with a school building, not all that bigger than Bofurin, with graffiti in some spots. On the front, there was a flag, a soft blue color with a sun, its rays moving in a spiral.

Sanshedo. Sun Shade. Interesting name, he thinks.

“Are you sure we can just waltz in here? Aren’t we gonna get in trouble if we just come in with no warning?” Asks Nirei, obviously shaking from the unfamiliar surroundings.

In Sakura’s opinion, who the hell cares? If it’s such a big issue, then this new gang can deal with it-

“Your friend is right, yknow? I could’ve said you were intruding and have our Head send a couple guys to deal with you three.”

He whisks around, taking in your features. From the style of boots you’re wearing to the look you’re giving him, Nirei, and Suo.

The very first thing he thinks, is pretty.

He blushes as soon as the thought comes to his mind.

“However, seeing the jackets you three have on, I’m not worried about starting problems. You guys are members of Bofurin, right? Windbreaker?”

He nods frantically, unsure as to why he’s so nervous. He’s not in a fight, and even when he is, all he feels is anticipation, only hints of nervousness, and excitement. Why is it different now?

Why is it so different with you?

He can feel Suo’s stare at his back, and he’d been inclined to look at him if it wasn’t for the way you just trapped him in place, unable to move.

“Cool hair, by the way. Also, Blondie, I like the clip and I like the earrings, eyepatch.”

“It’s Haruka Sakura, not just cool hair.”

But why did it feel so nice to hear that you think his hair is cool instead of weird or scary. What the hell is going on?

“Well, Haruka Sakura, the name’s L/N Y/N. Bofurin, welcome to Sanshedo.”

You throw your hands up to showcase the school behind you, the symbol of Sanshedo, god he needs to remember the name, shown on the back of your jacket.

“Also, I hear you’re strong, Sakura. Care for a friendly fight?” A sly grin makes its way on your face, and he can feel his lips curl up into a smile.

“You’re on, L/N.”

Somehow, this new gang doesn’t seem to be half bad after all.

HAYATO SUO

Hayato Suo has always been the type to play with his food. Not in a literal sense per se, but when it comes to fights.

He is very much intrigued when he sees you, very much multiple knuckles deep in a fight. The way you fought them was so mesmerizing to him, how you moved was so fluid and graceful.

Alas, he was on town patrol with Sakura and Nirei, so all good things must come to an end. Nirei shouts the word ‘intruder’, and in that same breath, you had finished the group of thugs.

“Oh shit, it’s Bofurin!”

The three of three stop, not knowing what to do. Kiryuu and Tsugeura fall in step behind them, all brandished on Sakura’s opposite sides.

Suo pauses, noticing the light blue color of your jacket. The pin on the jacket has a spiral, and from the side view, he can see glimpses of a design on the back of the jacket, not unlike their enemy-turned-friend Shishitoren.

He eyes you up and down, nothing that seems threatening in your stance or posture. How interesting.

Hayato Suo has always been a curious child.

“Yes, that would be us, and you are?”

Nirei looks up at him in exasperation. He pointedly ignores it.

“L/N Y/N of Sanshedo. We’re a new faction in town. Say, you’re Hayato Suo, right? Fancy a spar?”

Well, he has always been the curious type, and Umemiya has always told them that fights are conversations, so why not?

“Sure.”

Sakura splutters. He’s been trying to get a fight out of Suo for ages!

What can he say? You’re very pretty and very interesting, is there anything else he needs in order to make a connection?

HAJIME UMEMIYA

As the leader of Bofurin, he has a responsibility to all of the people, his family, under his jurisdiction. He has a duty to the townspeople as well.

Quite frankly, he’s had a lot of foresight, especially when it comes to a certain two-toned first year, but he could’ve never predicted this.

A new gang, thats apparently been in existence for a while now, only two years younger than the founding of Bofurin, and he sees this as his responsibility to go and check it out.

A poor oversight on his part, in his opinion.

He shrugs on his coat, making sure to let Tsubakino that him and Hiragi are heading out, and exists the Furin premises.

The minute he gets there, he sees a whole abandoned school building, but looks big enough to be mistaken for a mini-airport.

Outside, he sees a couple people wearing identical jackets. A light blue colored varsity jacket, with spirals etched into the buttons and a sun branded into the back of the jackets.

A sun? Interesting choice of mascots.

Hiragi taps his shoulder, pointing to the windows of the building.

When Umemiya looks to the building, he sees the windows lined with nothing but people looking at them, all branded with the same light blue jackets, boys and girls mixed and alike.

Okay, he admits it. Walking into another gang’s territory without prompting is his fault, but he was curious!

“You work for Bofurin? Come with me.”

They’re both taken to an office. It has the same logo on the jackets on the wall, with the kanji for the gang in the middle.

Sanshedo. Sun Shade.

“Boss? I brought two people that wanna meet you-“

“Look! I got some new gemstones! I have topaz to add to the collection now- Oh!”

You snap your head to attention, to which Umemiya is looking at the collection of jewels with sparkling eyes. You look back at him with sparkling eyes as well.

You both share a hyperfixation. What is there not to like?

He can feel Hiragi’s deadpan stare behind him.

“Oooh! What do you like?”

“Plants!”

“Cool! Hey, you lead Bofurin, right? What’s your name?”

“Umemiya Hajime, you?”

“L/N Y/N, leader of Sanshedo. Care for a chat?”

Sure, he originally came to see what was up, discuss territory and make a possible alliance, but hey! This is cool too.

And you’re very cute. Like, very very cute.

TOGAME JO

Well, here’s the thing about Togame and his relationship with Shishitoren thus far.

He’s changed, him and Choji, that doesn’t mean they aren’t still just as vigilant with protecting and managing their territory as they were before the Bofurin Tournament.

So, when he hears there’s a big ass brawl in between two different gangs in his and Choji’s territory, he puts himself into action immediately.

He slings on his jacket, the embroidered lion’s head contrasting with the monk-like garb he had on the daily. Glasses catching sunlight, running with Choji.

Only to come to the scene to find you, minor cuts and scrapes along your face, and blood on your knuckles that really didn’t seem to belong to you.

Then he looks down to see the other guys, and finally thinks, yes, you whooped ass.

However, that doesn’t mean that you get off scot free. This is his territory after all, and if it went unchecked, it would be worse for Shishitoren’s already bad reputation.

“And who might you be, beating up people in our territory.”

“I honestly couldn’t care less. I’ve seen those jackets, you’re Shishitoren. I have no business listening to people who prey on the weak for fun.”

“I don’t care what you think of us, you’re still in our territory. Also? You talk too much.”

“You beat up middle schoolers, I really don’t want to hear it. I just helped you out with Zinc, give me a break.”

His eye twitches. It’s too damn early for this.

And you’re quite the looker. It’s a shame you’re enemies as of right now.

Damn you’re cute. Fuck, maybe he can try to redirect the conversation?

“How about we start with your name and who you’re under then we can chat.”

Hopefully over some ice tea and your number in his phone by the end of today. Can he pull it off? Shit, he’ll certainly try.

“Y/N L/N. Right hand to Sanshedo’s leader. You? I’ve heard of Tomiyama over there, but not you.”

You are so lucky you’re drop dead gorgeous or else he would’ve drop kicked you into next week.

“Togame Jo. Right hand to Shishitoren’s leader. Care for a chat over a drink?”

You look at him some type of way, but agree in the end.

Now if only he can get your number, today will be perfect.

© solaarbeeam 2024. do not repost or translate to any site.

[hana-no-seiiki]

☁️ . . . ⇢ ˗ˏˋ FIVE STAGES OF YANDERE ࿐: IDOL EDITION

“ 𝐘𝐎𝐔’𝐋𝐋 𝐆𝐑𝐎𝐖 𝐓𝐎 𝐀𝐂𝐂𝐄𝐏𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒, 𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐈 𝐃𝐈𝐃. “

⟣┄─ ˑ 𝐈. ✧ yandere! idol! oc (jisoo han) x superfan/manager! reader

✧ tw/cw: yandere themes, reader is also yandere at the start, mentions of anxiety and self harm, honestly idol life is its own tw

HAPPY HANA NO SEIIKI ANNIVERSARY YA’LL!!

[ series masterlist ]

⟣┄─ ˑ STAGE ONE. ✧ DENIAL

“Oh gosh (oh gosh) this is so crazy. I’ve fallen in love again.

I trip so easily.

Adore new things, they sparkle.”

“Why are you so obsessed with him?”

“Dunno, just am.”

Your entire life revolved around Yesterday’s Dawn’s ace, Eve. The idol who had been in everyone’s lips. Whose name had been heard throughout nations you’ve never even heard of.

He was your sun, the reason you had the energy to wake up every single day, the light of your life.

Every waking moment you spent it either thinking of him or offering your services for name.

It was normal for you to spend hours looking at his schedule, knowing where he was, being around him most times, or staring at media of him.

Somehow, you were able to land a job as his manager.

You were finally closer to your god.

But you swiftly find out that no man should be likened to one for only disappointment can be found in such a path.

Eve was a lot more . . . burnt out than you expected. A lot less passionate and energetic than he was in camera if not irritable.

It was normal for him to harass workers when they didn’t meet a standard he imposed, as such, after the first few weeks of your employment everyone that you were with have already been fired, quit, and/or paid to keep their silence on the matter.

Yet your feelings for him only stayed; as your employment with the company. Your meticulous and proactive nature as a fan site owner allowed you to take much of the workload he threw at you.

The little admiration you have left for the man kept you standing.

And if only you were a little less stressed you’d notice his scarlet eyes providing stares of amusement, bewilderment, and growing affection.

You never complained (at least, in a place where he could hear you).

Whenever he asked for impossible items or schedules you’ll simply grin and work things out in your little way.

You adjusted to his turbulent temperament as quickly as an experienced pilot in a stormy sky, a sailor of uncharted, dangerous waters.

You were brilliant. Reminiscent of his times as a trainee.

Bit by bit he started lessening your workload. Allowing you to rest. Hell, even giving you his coffee if he didn’t want it. He never gives away his coffee.

You acquiesced to many of his whims but were never a pushover. Always doing your job perfectly. Keeping him in line.

He would have fallen for you already, had he not been in love with someone else.

⟣┄─ ˑ STAGE TWO. ✧ ANGER

“Peek-a-boo! It’s only love when my heart quivers.

All my friends yell at me, they say I have a problem.

I’m fine fine fine fine fine fine!”

“ For this comeback period, [L/N] will be assigned to Hayate instead. Eve will have his senior’s manager work with him instead.”

“Understood.”

You were assigned to another member around Spring.

Yesterday Dawn’s most hectic time of the year aside from fall as the group’s concept was as the name suggested, focused more on nostalgia and times of youth.

You were relieved.

You never thought you would have been able to say that after being separated from Eve, but now it was the only thing you had on your mind.

No more late night calls about wanting coffee but throwing the leftovers at you the moment he was sick of the taste, no more work being thrown at you and taken away at random moments, no more working around his schedule so that he’ll have time to meet that dear senior of his in private.

You were free.

Hayate was known to be the harsher one in the fandom, but much like Eve his image was a bit different from his actual self.

Sure he was demanding, but he was fair. He wasn’t controlled by whims and impulse. You were finally able to do your job properly til the end, and you didn’t always feel a judging stare from him like Jisoo would always throw at you.

You were finally able to smile.

However, you see, being a manager for another member did not mean you would completely be free of your original client.

Hayate and Eve worked quite closely, and as such, you’d often help with Jisoo’s requests even if you weren’t obligated to.

Eve immediately saw the change in you.

You were, a lot more bright. Less haggard. Your voice less hoarse. Relaxed.

You were already getting along better with his group member than you ever did with him.

Eve wasn’t really the type to show his anger actively. He was always more, passive.

The senior he was head over heels for was slowly forgotten as he’d spent countless of hours pouring his feelings into his music. What was supposed to be a bittersweet spring album turned out to be one of sour regret and frustration.

Of course, it was still a hit. It even scored him a collaboration with the senior he oh so wanted to have their eyes on him. But all he could think of as he went to bed early in the morning was the way you’d laugh whenever Hayate spoke to you.

Hmph, the guy wasn’t even funny.

⟣┄─ ˑ STAGE THREE. ✧ BARGAINING

“Hey you, do you wanna play a game? I already know what you want.

Close your eyes and count to 10. Don’t matter anyways

Cause I am going to find you.”

“Did you hear? Jisoo got his first scandal. Apparently he bullied a bunch of students during high-school.”

“Wasn’t he . . . homeschooled?”

Causing scandals was easy. Dealing with scandals was not.

All Eve had to do was talk to some people, had a few pictures edited and voila, chaos.

It was amusing really, his company superiors would ply him with reassurances and sweet words; telling him that everything will be fine and dealt with while his pr managers dropped down like flies trying to prevent the flames of hatred from spreading too far.

All of them, hopelessly unaware.

All but his stupid senior.

“Why are you doing this now, Ji?”

They always looked down at him almost. Like he was a petulant child that needed to be coddled or scolded depending on their mood.

“We should focus on the track.”

And like he expected, you were brought right back to him. As you should be.

The heads figured out that you were the only one capable of handling the shitstorm without falling into the hands of alcohol or other substances in grief.

And as they expected you did.

After all, you had a timeline of his entire life in a canva document. Even if it was only mentioned once in a concert interview before they went famous. You were an Eve superfan.

All you did was confirm the fact that Jisoo got homeschooled by contacting his parents and teachers, and the rest was easy. You even reactivated your fansite for such an occasion.

If only you hadn’t.

Maybe then Jisoo wouldn’t have a definite reason to pursue you.

⟣┄─ ˑ STAGE FOUR. ✧ DEPRESSION

“You’ll never get this concept, you might as well forget it

Just play again, bet it all, roll the dice

BLANCA”

Eve thought he was doing well in terms of romancing you.

Ever since he found out about your fansite instead of feeling disgust and horror he felt . . . great, amazing even. A high the stage could never give him.

Of course, you two were destined.

It was only his duty to protect you as your partner, to spoil you, dote on you.

Even if you don’t realize your intertwined fates yet.

. . .

Eve always hovered over you.

Usually managers took shifts with watching over the idols. Half of your time was supposed to be spent planning rather than overseeing his activities.

Yet you seemed to have a never ending babysitting responsibility.

Your past self would have committed several war crimes for the sake of this opportunity. But after a year or so under his ‘care’ you found yourself slowly veering off into the type of insanity you didn’t like falling in.

You felt a bit like Andy from the original Devil Wears Prada book, only that your resentment simmered slowly. Forming into a hideous red sludge of exasperation whenever he randomly wanted to take a vacation. Forcing only you to come with him. Which meant an even bigger workload, and even more people to talk to for flights, schedule conflicts, reservations and all that.

You snapped.

It was a calm afternoon.

The sun was burning you alive as Eve insisted you two would go on a ‘beach date’ for some summer fun.

He shoved a drink in your hand.

And you just broke down.

Tears fell from your eyes, your breath shallow.

You asked him if this amused him. If your suffering was funny to him. If making you fall over just to get his demands on time made him feel fulfilled as a person.

And before he could answer you ran.

A week after that your schedule was finally normal.

Eve kept his distance. Not just from you but from everyone.

You knew of his anxiety attacks and depression before. But seeing those up close and personal scared you.

Things only get worse from here.

⟣┄─ ˑ STAGE FIVE. ✧ ACCEPTANCE

“So it’s too late you’re in the game now. If you keep up might not lose it.

The jungle gym of fun, like hell yeah

Makin the moon fall down down down.”

Eve spent most of his ‘hiatus’ watching your posts of him. Edits, fanfictions, photography, fancams.

Of course, it wasn’t to see himself perform again. He already did that on a regular basis to make sure he kept himself up to the standards of an idol.

It was to see your captions.

Your fanatic raving made him feel . . . loved.

Your previous thoughts on his performances made him feel complete. Like he found a missing piece of a puzzle he kept trying to put something else to fill it in.

Another part of his hiatus was spent preparing for his graduation. The termination of his contract.

It was clear you didn’t love him as an idol anymore. It was his fault really. He couldn’t see how he was hurting you with his work and desires.

If there was another thing he can thank his idol work for was the amount of money he had saved.

Now, he had a new home built far away from civilization. It was completely soundproof. The bed he ordered was custom made, tailored to your preferences this time rather than his. Food stocked to the nines. A few instruments here and there so he could compose even while retired.

He can always make a new song, a new life for you two to enjoy together.

“My voice, my body, my soul. It had always been yours. I just didn’t realize it.”

✧ [AUTHOR’S NOTE]:

For more EVE content check out the #hns.eve tag 🩵

Lyrics are a mix of translations from the og song and Mitch Joseph’s cover.

OFFICIAL EVE CHARACTER AI

©️ hana.no.seiiki - yun | 2024

[aphroditesmoon]

cool about it

gwen stacy x afab!reader

summary: she's always been able to catch you when you fall, and this time she's not letting go.

warnings: hurt/comfort, angst, fluff ending, allusions to abuse, anxiety, dissociation, coping fic.

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Gwen can't tell if she was being paranoid. She rethinks everything she's done for the past week, trying to figure out which moment exactly she could've hurt you.

You still hold her at night, still cook her eggs in the morning and kiss her goodbye before you leave for your work, still leaves pasta for her to reheat when she comes home. And yet your touch feels more empty, a habit more than a show of affection. The way you turn your head away from her when you think she's fallen asleep and cover your whole body under the suffocating blanket hurts her more than she should.

You don't meet her eyes when she's talking, rarely interrupting her daily rants about her day, the interrupting was her favourite parts of talking with you. Sometimes she cant even tellbif youre listening, she watches you, staring down at your fiddling fingers, but even at that, you didn't seem to be focusing on, your eyes was distant, away from anything present.

So she goes quiet, and her eyes remain trying to read you, trying to if it'll speak in some way, a hint of what's dragging you away from her.

Today wasn't an eventful day for the ghost-spider. Miguel had her off early, not without belittling her for something stupid again. She comes home to a quiet apartment, you had been to bed early it seems.

Opening the door to yours and her room, she finds you in a position she'd already expect, under the covers, not even your head visible.

She takes her suit off quietly before changing into one of your sweatshirts, small spider engraved on the shoulder. Despite climbing up slowly, you still flinch when the bed shifts. You pull the blanket off under your chin immediately, groggily saying her name.

Gwen mumbles an apology before gently pulling you into her arms, she feels like she's dragging a dead body towards herself, the way you succumb into her touch. Like you would've let her do anything to you at the moment.

You found your head placed on her chest, her heartbeat so clear to you, thump, thump, thump. "I missed you." You whispered, she heard you still.

"You saw me this morning babe." You could hear the small smile in her voice. "Missed you anyways." Gwen releases a slow, relieved breath, holding onto that small assurance you've handed out to her, a lifeboat floating miles away while she's drowning, but it's there, and she still have enough fight in her to keep swimming.

The comfortable silence was calming, but her eyes were still wide and awake as she looks down at yoi, combing her fingers through your hair. Your face was buried to her chest, she couldn't see your face, but she heard you when you spoke; "I saw my brother last week."

Gwen feels her heart pulls at your words, an uncomfortable foreign topic you always avoided throughout your relationship with her, was your brother. You had told her of course, of your past, and all the demons from them that still haunts you till now, but you never brought him up again after.

"Where?" She finally finds courage in herself to respond. "The shop. He was, looking...for a- a new blazer." You recall, stumbling on certain words.

"Did you talk to him?" She asks. She feels you shake your head. "I hid in the back, Hayat assisted him until he left." You explained. Relief swarms Gwen's heart again. "Fucking pri-" "It's fine. I'm fine." You assure her immediately.

"No, you're not." She snaps, immediately regretting her tone after. She pulls away from you slightly, making you tilt your head up at her. You let out a forced laugh at that. "No, I'm not."

It was only them, she noticed how sunken your eyes were, and how wet your cheeks and her shirt was. "I know, I should be over it at this point, over all of it, but I-" your voice cracks, and your sentence dies at your throat as the tears burst out, a choked sob. Gwen pulls you back into her, squeezing you tight, her own eyes watering.

She hated how you're trembling and crying, because of him. He didn't deserve to be cried over. And you didn't deserve any of this. Your hands fists the sides of her fuzzy sweatshirt, your whole body shaking.

And Gwen lets you, as she kisses the top of your head repeatedly, gently swaying you like a crying infant. Her grip on you doesn't lessen. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry I didn't know." She whispers to you. And over and over, she repeats that she loves you, and that she's got you.