#specifically at haru’s smile

[eleanorenchanted]

You really swim free like a miracle

That was the best relay

You showed me an amazing sight

It’s because you were all here.

[stunie]

“OH? NEED SOME HELP?”

WIND BREAKER + “HELPING” YOU OUT. ft. choji tomiyama, hayato suo, kaji ren, kiryu mitsuki, sakura haruka, togame jo, umemiya hajime, & sugishita kyotaro x f!reader

filled request: “Bofurin + Shishitoren guys with a gf who has a minor temporary injury that leaves her a little helpless and them realizing they find her helplessness kinda hot.”

mdni - suggestive; 3.1K wc. thank you for sending this in :> it’s been a while since i did lil hcs like this !! hope u enjoy nonnie <3

TOGAME JO.

Togame’s eyes are locked on your mouth.

Or more specifically, the way your pretty lips are currently wrapped around his ramune bottle, throat moving up and down with each gulp of soda that you swallow. It had been your idea to have him feed it to you like this, hold the bottle up to your lips as you sip, eyes gently fluttering shut to better savor the taste.

“I can’t really do anything with my hands in my current state.” He remembers you giggling before gesturing to his unopened ramune bottle. It was only 2 PM when you had asked this, but his entire day has been… challenging, to say the least. He’s spent nearly every minute helping you like this, never really realizing just how much you need your hands until you were back at his side every five minutes to ask for another favor.

And as if the world wanted to spite him, it started off with you asking him to brush your teeth. He had you seated on a stool, your mouth falling open in a lewd ‘o’ as he tilted your head and brushed them for you, but the thought of prying around inside your mouth already had him breathing hot and heavy. Not to the mention you had asked him to brush your tongue only a moment after, lolling it out with an ‘ahhh’ so he could apparently “reach it better.”

The ramune bottle was just the incident that happened to tip him right over the edge.

He’s suddenly hyper-aware of just how nice your lips look when they're pressed against the glass, and as soon you swallowed your first sip— confused and clueless eyes flickering to him when you noticed him staring— he felt himself gulp as well.

It doesn’t take him much longer to get carried away, his mind racing with all kinds of.. thoughts. He wonders if your lips would look any different if they were pressed against his dick instead of the glass. Or how’d your mouth would feel around him if he shot a load down your throat with your head hanging off the edge of the bed.

And you can’t use your hands…. so what’ll you do if he takes you against the wall? Would you just drape your arms over his shoulder and let him bully his cock into you over and over? You wouldn’t be able to clench your fists or even claw at his back. You’d just have to hang on and take it, wouldn’t you?

Choji’s words finally start to make sense to him.

It’s been nagging at him for a while now. He’d always get pulled out of his trance with a rough jab to his cheek, followed by Choji’s face emerging in front of him, grumbling something about “the way you look at her! You’re such a weirdo.”

He hadn’t really understood what he meant by that at first. He was just looking at his girl, wasn’t he? But when he’s watching the way you’re licking at the corners of your lips, whining about how some soda has started to drip down your chin, he thinks he gets what Choji meant now.

SAKURA HARUKA. cw food

“Thanks for helping me, Haru.”

You’re leaning forward with a little smile before your mouth parts open in a cheerful “ahhh,” watching the way Sakura’s shaky hand comes to feed you another spoonful of Lucky Charms. “O-of course. I said it was no problem.” He scoffs, a light dusting of red across his cheeks as soon as you’re taking a bite with a hum.

A part of him feels guilty for having these types of thoughts when he’s only feeding you some cereal. He’s been trying to get it all out of his head, trying to think of everything and anything that’ll get him soft, but it’s not working. It’s not leaving his mind. And as if his luck couldn’t get any worse, a bit of milk dribbles from the side of your mouth and you gasp loudly.

“Ah! Can you get that?”

You’re leaning in closer, and wait- was it even possible for you to be any closer? Your face is just a couple inches in front of his as you angle your head, gesturing for him to help. You’re way too close, way way too close for comfort, and oh- fuck.

There’s no napkin.

His thumb comes to swipe at your mouth before his mind even processes what he’s doing, finger pressing into your lip as you stare up at him with an unfamiliar look in your eyes. And oh… suddenly he’s keenly aware of how how you feel under his fingertip, how soft your lips feel against him, and the way you’re practically on your knees peering up at him like this..

It has his mind racing.

This sight of you— all helpless and confused, not a clue in the world about what he’s thinking about is just too much for him to handle. The thoughts he was so desperately trying to get rid of are storming back in his head with a newfound intensity the next second, and he knows it’s all over for him.

CHOJI TOMIYAMA.

“This is easy.” Choji smiles, bumping his back up into you with a huff to get a better grip on your thighs as he carries you home. He has you draped over his back, your arms wrapped around his neck as you try to hold back your sniffles. Probably twisted it, he had said, but he wasn’t gonna let something like this ruin your date night. He’s got your shoes in his bag, and.. it’s actually quite nice to have you this close to him.

It’s only about halfway home when he starts to notice it. particularly, the sound of your breathing against his ear.

Very sharp inhales and very shaky exhales.

It hurts, doesn’t it? he can tell just with one look at you. You’ve been biting your lip, tears brimming along your lashes as you try to ignore the pain. It’s a little hard for him to think of anything else with the way this feeling’s bubbling up inside him each time your breath fans right against the outer shell of his ear.

They sound so familiar, and he’s thinking hard. What was it again?

Was this how you sounded when he forces one last orgasm out of you? It’s close, he thinks, but not quite. Your chest is heaving up and down by that point. So maybe it’s when he teases you a little too much? Slowing down right before you reach your high? Yeah, that’s better. That’s when you start sniffling like this.

Choji’s suddenly much more aware of your presence- your body— he can vividly feel the way your tits are pressing up against his back, and he knows exactly how’d they look right now. Just this feeling against his back is enough to have him squeezing your thigh a little harder, jaw clenching just enough for you to not notice a thing.

Such a pretty girl can only rely on him to take you home, right? No one else?

He’s absolutely ecstatic at the fact.

HAYATO SUO.

You haven’t noticed him just yet.

Suo keeps his distance, watching the way you struggle to reach into your cabinet, groaning as you try and stretch just a couple more inches to grab that bowl. On a normal day, you could just go onto the tips of your toes and reach them, but with the way your right foot is all wrapped up, you can’t go much further than this.

He has to stifle a laugh when he hears a dramatic sigh followed a muttered curse under your breath, and he watches in amusement as you take a step back to just glare at the assortment of bowls lining your cabinet, hand coming to angrily rest on your hip as you shift your weight back on your good foot.

“So fuckin’ annoying,” he hears you grumble. “Why’s it so high in the first place?”

This would probably be a good time to help, suo thinks.

“You know, you could have asked me for help, love.” He whispers straight into your ear, hovering over your shoulder as his tassel earrings tickle the skin, and you violently jolt forward at the presence, head whipping around in a flash. “Hayato!? Y-you scared me..!”

He takes a step forward with a lighthearted chuckle, observant eyes immediately noticing the way your lips press into a nervous line when his arms fall beside you, caging you flush against the counter as you stumble backwards on your good foot. “You didn’t tell me you got hurt. What happened?”

You’re not looking at him anymore.

“Oh..” you mumble. “It’s kinda embarrassing, so I didn’t tell you.”

He’s silent, but his eyes are glued to your foot until you finally continue, voice coming out unsteady with how intense his gaze feels. “But since you’re here… that bowl,” you shyly point above you. “Can you get it? … Please?”

The silence has your heart racing. He has you pressed up close against the counter with nowhere to go, and he’s so awfully close. Staring too, and you can’t quite pinpoint the emotion in his eyes. Or eye.

It makes it even harder to tell what he’s thinking.

“Course I can help,” and you’re narrowing your eyes at the all too innocent smile that’s coming back to his face a second after, as if he didn’t just spent a good ten seconds staring at your foot with a weirdly stern look on his face.

You know Suo better than this, though. There’s usually a ‘but’ that’ll follow.

“But…” and there it is. “I’m a little curious. Let me take a look first.”

“You don’t need t—ah! Hayato?!” You squeal when he’s hooking his hand under your knee, your arms immediately slamming onto the countertop to catch yourself as he lifts your leg up. “—The hell are you doing?”

Suo kneels down with a soft smile, a stark contrast to the firm grip he’s got around your leg as he lifts it up even higher, content with the way the back of your hand has come to nervously cover your mouth.

“Just taking a look at your injury, love.” He peers up at you through half lidded eyes, watching your every reaction— and the way you’re looking at him with those shocked eyes is just endearing.

“Why? Are you having other ideas?”

UMEMIYA HAJIME. reader described as having soft skin, also asks ume once if you’re heavy (you’re not).

“Carry you? Of course I can! How do you want it?”

Umemiya’s practically bouncing up and down at the request, eager to hear that you’re finally ready to be moving around the house again. You’ve barely been up since your injury, only movement being the occasional stumble to use the restroom, and he’s been worried sick over it.

“Um...” your voice trails off a bit, eyebrows deeply furrowed in embarrassment. “You have to carry me over your shoulder. It’ll put less strain on it.”

He’s nodding right away, leaning down with an enthusiastic smile as he hoists you over his shoulder the next instant— laughter erupting from his chest when he hears you gasp, but he doesn't miss the way your ass jiggles a bit when you wiggle in his hold.

Actually...his eyes widen a bit. Are those shorts new? He’s never seen them before. They’re really.. short.

So short that he can see about a quarter of your ass like this, the skin peeking out from underneath the fabric, even more so because they’ve hiked further up when he tossed you over his shoulder.

His gaze shifts down a bit, and he starts to notice how good your thighs look when they’re flush against his chest like this. He can tell they're soft, but that’s not really a surprise to him. Your skin has always always soft— he knows this because he's used your lotions now and then. They always make him feel ten times softer himself.

Not that you need to know.

“A-am i heavy? Why aren't you moving?” The unsteadiness in your voice doesn't help his situation much. There’s a little noise of exertion, one too close to a moan that slips from your mouth when you try to push at his shoulders to crane your neck and see what's wrong. “..Haji?”

“You’re not heavy at all, silly.” He laughs, ignoring the way his pants suddenly feel tight. “Don’t worry about it.”

SUGISHITA KYOTARO.

“Glaring at it won’t make it go away, Kyo.” You giggle, hands coming to gently pat at Sugishita’s head. He’s got you propped up on your bathroom counter, one of his knees on the floor as he rests your injured ankle on top of it.

There’s a huff from your boyfriend, scowl deeper than ever as he focuses on squeezing some of your cooling gel onto his finger, making undoubtedly sure he’s only squeezing the exact amount you needed. “Stay still.”

He’s gentle when he applies the gel, scowl contorting to display a hint of sadness and worry when you flinch at the contact, but you’re relaxing into his touch as soon as the gel starts to numb your skin, sighing at the feather-light touches running up and down your ankle.

Sugishita’s gaze flickers to you as soon as he sees that your eyes have flutter shut, head tilting back to sigh at his touch. It makes him think. he’s rubbing at your skin, situated right between your legs, and you’re…breathing loudly. Very loudly. With your head tilted back.

And if you just glanced back down at him… your mouth would be parted in a little ‘o’ right? The same way you look at him just before he’s about to eat you out?

Oh.

“…Kyo?” the sound soft of your voice pulls him right out of his thoughts, and his head is jerking back to you. You are, as a matter of fact, glancing right down at him with those innocent eyes of yours. He can tell you don’t have a single clue about the thoughts whirling around in his head, even though you’ve got a 6’3 man sitting right between your legs staring at you with the hungriest look you’ve ever seen in your life.

KIRYU MITSUKI.

“Suki..?” Your voice comes out as a shaky whisper, and your boyfriend stirs a bit from where he’s seated on his bed, arms wrapped loosely around your waist as you rest your head on his shoulder. “Mm….yes, pretty?”

“‘M scared.” You tighten your embrace around him. “I don’t wanna fall asleep and move … and accidentally fuck up my back even more. It hurts.”

You exhale shakily when his hand comes to massage gentle circles along your back, skipping over the area you’ve strained earlier that week. “Aww,” he coos, tired eyes locking with yours before he’s leaning forward to pepper kisses along your shoulder. “Hmmm…”

“Let’s see….” he humming in thought, gentle vibrations of his voice soothing your nerves a bit. “Then let’s do this. Don’t make any sudden movements, ‘kay?”

You nod.

He’s shifting the next second, laying his head on his pillow with a soft grunt as he pulls you on top of him, your thighs straddling his hips as you move to hug him again. Kiryu’s careful, gentle when he adjusts a bit so you can better wrap your arms around his body and get comfortable without your back flaring up again.

“Better? Hug me just like this.” His arms wrap around your waist, cautious of the area you’ve hurt. “And you won’t be budging in your sleep. Right? We’re stuck together.”

“Now close your eyes, love. I’m right here.”

KAJI REN.

“S-sorry for making you carry me back,” you stammer, both hands holding a fistful of kaji’s shirt as he carries you bridal style. You can hear his teeth nervously biting down on the hard candy, and you can hear the sound of his music blasting in his ears even clearer.

He seems to have noticed you speaking regardless, eyebrows furrowing a bit as he tries to read your lips. It was something he’s improved on since meeting you, but he can only read your lips. He’s only tried reading yours, anyways. There would be no point in his headphones if he could understand other people’s words.

You were the sole exception.

There’s no response from him, but you’re not surprised, because Kaji never talks to you when his headphones are in. Not again, never again after Kusumi showed him a video of just how loud his voice gets when he yells over his music.

he wouldn’t want to risk scaring you with the sound.

A quick nod is all he gives you, eyes shifting to the side to mask the heat spreading up his cheeks. You’re already too damn cute for your own good, and it’s not helping with the way you’re not looking away from him.

Why are you staring so hard in the first place?

He wants to tell you to quit doing that, maybe quiet you down with a lollipop because he can still see your mouth moving in his peripheral vision… but he won’t.

Because he doesn’t have an excuse to why he’s blushing so hard. It was obvious. He has you right in his arms, completely helpless and depending on him to get you home… how else would he act in this state? Kaji wonders for a moment if you can hear the wild thumping of his heart, or maybe hear the unsteadiness in his breathing.. god, he sure hoped not.

Your eyes widen a bit when you notice his face suddenly contorting to a scowl, your words fading into a confused hum. Did you do something?

You’re immediately whipping out your phone from your front pocket, ignoring the way Kaji’s glare is still burning a hole into the street beside him, scowl worsening with each passing second.

“Kusumi…” you type out. “He looks really mad all of a sudden.”

The typing bubble under his name pops up only a second later, and you tilt your phone a bit to hide your screen in the rare chance that Kaji does finally look back at you.

your eyes scan over the text that follows.

Kusumi: He’s probably just blushing. We made him carry you for a reason. Wrap your arms around his neck and see for yourself !!

[eevees-hobbies]

Hello! 1. your writing is AMAZING and 2. Sorry for this long request.

Can I request experienced!Reader x virgin!Sakura smut (or you can make it that he doesn't have that much experience as the reader). Sakura and the reader have always done things like heavy makeout sessions and him receiving bjs. He starts to feel bad because he hasn't eaten her out yet and he doesn't want to disappoint her, she always tells him to take things at his pace and that she will always be there for him when he's ready to take things further. So he asks the guys for advice on how to eat her out and then during movie date night at her place he's acting more flustered/nervous than usual and she notices. He then confesses that he wants her to feel pleasure to and that the reason why he hasn't done it yet is because he doesn't want to disappoint her but he wants to try and eat her out. You can have them go all the way after or just leave it at that. I'll be happy either way😊😊. Thank you in advance!!!

Author’s Note: Thank you so much for your kind words! This was fun to write and I hope you enjoy this. I’ll always enjoy writing for Haru, so this request was very much appreciated.

Synopsis: Sakura loves the fuck out of you, so maybe that’s why he’s asking his friend, Hayato Suo, to help him get better at initiating oral sex. Totally normal things happen to an orange, but it’s all worth it in the end, right?

Content Warning:  experienced!FemReader x inexperienced!Sakura. defiling of fruit, sexual education in a public place, pray (and perform a wellness check) for Suo’s girlfriend, dirty talk, insecure Sakura, harmless teasing, use of pet name baby girl, cocky Sakura makes an appearance at the end (because I can’t help myself), I curse a lot in my writing, cunnilingus, fingering, brief p in v. I’m on my usual bullshit, but at least the writers block is gone! Minors Do Not Interact.

Word Count: 3.1K

Story banner by me. Dividers by Firefly Graphics. As always, likes, reblogs, and comments are always appreciated!

“The first time we held hands, I thought my head would explode.”

“I see. Go on…”

“The first time we made out, I….” Sakura looks away, a crimson blush making its way past the collar of his white tee and up his neck. “I could hear my heart beating in my ears or somethin’ cliche like that.”

Suo couldn’t help but feel the corner of his mouth twitch upward at his inexperienced friend’s confession. Still, he knew better than to poke at Sakura. He was attempting to be supportive, and supportive friends don’t tease their friends during bouts of insecurity—much. When Suo had received a text message from Sakura the night before indicating that he had an urgent request, he knew he had to temper his usual faux-cheerful demeanor and provide his friend with whatever he needed.

But he wasn’t expecting this conversation.

Sakura shifts uncomfortably in the booth across from Hayato, his eyes now darting down to his knuckles, which always seem permanently purple and red with bruises and fresh knicks. “And the first time she….you know…”

Suo’s eyebrow quirks up, expecting Sakura to elaborate further, but he doesn’t. To prompt Sakura to continue, Suo clears his throat and carefully navigates the next sentence, “I don’t really know what you mean, Sakura. Care to be a bit more specific?”

Sakura lets out a frustrated scoff, but he knows that if he wants Suo to help him, he’s going to need to give him details—details that he had fully intended to always go to the grave with.

“The first time she gave me head…”

The cup of tea that Suo was bringing up to his lips shakes ever so slightly, but he offers a smile that doesn’t quite reach his eyes and provides a supportive nod. 

“Oh?”

Sakura sighs, figuring it’s too late to hold back now; he dives into the issue, ready to be judged at best, and laughed out of the restaurant at worst. “The first time she gave me head, I swear to fuckin’ god, if there is a god, I fell in love. But she’s always….doing stuff to me, and I haven’t done much for her.”

Suo nods, places his cup of tea down, and looks thoughtfully at his friend. “Sounds like you’d like to return her…kind gestures.”

Sakura runs a hand through his hair and nods, “Yeah, that’s it. I want to do stuff to her instead of her doing stuff to me, but I don’t know how to-”

“Initiate?”

“Sure.”

The silence that settles between the two is deafening. Sakura shifts uncomfortably in his seat, and Suo can’t help but look at his friend with sympathetic eyes. Usually, he’s the first one to tease Sakura, especially involving his relationship with you, but this feels different. Suo’s eyes wandered to an orange currently serving as a garnish on the small plate of untouched Omi Rice Sakura had ordered. “May I?’

Sakura shrugs, unsure what he plans to do with a piece of fruit. Doesn’t he see that he’s in crisis and Vitamin C can wait?

Suo grabs a knife and cuts the citrus down the middle, exposing the soft center. Discarding one half, he holds up the other to curious, dual-colored eyes. “Do we need to go over the basics of female anatomy? Like the labia and clitoris?”

Sakura sputters as he hears his friend say words he’s only heard you—his girlfriend—say. His eyes dart to the nearest escape route, but Suo's firm kick under the table brings his attention back to the scene in front of him. Sakura looks away in frustration and gives a curt nod, indicating that, at the very least, he could point to certain parts of your body and identify them.

He wasn’t THAT far gone. 

Suo nods, “Well, I’d say the battle is half-won, then. Let’s talk about what women like, shall we?”

Suo brings a finger up to the center of the orange where the small opening glistens with droplets of juice that are now dripping languidly down his fingers. The scene before Sakura is practically obscene, and the irony of Suo using fruit for his sexual education lesson that looks similar to your intimate area does not fly over his head, even though he wishes it did. 

As Suo points to the plump center, his finger gently strokes the small hole. “Some people immediately think it’s a good idea to force their fingers in with little thought to foreplay, but that’s crude, hostile, and not the trait of a good partner. In fact, bullying your fingers in could very well hurt her, so I personally like to take a few hours to get my girlfriend aroused.”

Hours?! Sakura doesn’t think he can come near being the type of libido-beast that Suo is. He briefly gives a silent prayer for his friend's partner but leans in nonetheless to listen intently.

“Now, the tip of your tongue can be rather overstimulating at first, so remember that the clitoris deserves to be kissed, too. Your lips are your ally.”

Sakura swallows thickly as he tunes in and watches his friend defile an orange in Cafe Pothos. As his cheeks burn, his fingers twitch, and his cock hardens as Suo goes into great detail about how much pressure the clitoris can take. Sakura can’t help but think that he must be absolutely, horrendously down bad for you to deal with this shit.

“I can’t BELIEVE she was Lady Whistledown this entire time!” 

You reach for the remote to select the next episode of Bridgerton, but a lack of response from Sakura, who is sitting on the couch next to you, causes you to look over. You can sense that what you just said didn’t register because he seems lost in thought, his thumb placed between his upper and lower canines as he chews on the skin aggressively.

“Kitten?” You turn your entire body to face him, worry already etching across your face. 

His eyes look up at you, and the faraway look quickly dissipates as he gives you a grunt.

“You’ve been distracted all night. Should we head to bed, or can we talk about it?” You offer him a gentle smile, hoping the bond you share will be stronger than any secret he may be keeping from you. You watch as he visibly swallows, his adam’s able bobbing as he turns to you, and he lowers his now mangled thumb to rest in his lap. The way he avoids eye contact, the way the air now feels somewhat stale with unspoken words, has your breathing slowing and you preparing to hear the worst. 

“Let me…eat you out.”

You blink once, twice, and then several more times as you stare at each other. You place a gentle hand on his knee, and your confused eyes meet his vulnerable ones. “Sakura, what the absolute fuck?”

He rolls his eyes and crosses his arms over his chest. You can see a pout practically form on his lips as he fights the urge to end the conversation. But Sakura is a man on a mission, and he continues. You have to lean in to hear what he mumbles but as his mouth moves, you realize you heard him clearly the first time. “You give me head almost every day. I’m tired of not reciprocating.”

Everyday, Sakura? Let’s be real. Sure, you like giving your boyfriend head but your jaw isn’t permanently attached to his cock. You give him a blank stare before responding and trying to keep your voice light and without a hint of sarcasm–and god, you REALLY want to be sarcastic right now but you’re a good girlfriend.

“Sakura, our relationship isnt about keeping score, especially in regards to our intimacy. I don’t count how many blowjobs I give you,” you pause as you realize you just spoke a lie. “Well, maybe I do count, but only because I have an ego, and I’m trying to beat a number I set in my head.”

Sakura’s eyes squint and he holds back the urge to ask further questions about your perverted personal goals. “That’s so weird. Anyway, it isn’t about any of that. I want to do it. I think about doing it a lot.”

You tilt your head to the side, your ear facing him a bit more because did your boyfriend, the one who was emotionally stunted when you met him, admit to fantasizing about you? “You think about eating me out? Say more, please.”

“Fuuuuuck, why are you so-. Fine! I think about it when you’re on the couch with your legs spread–I mean, sure, it isn’t lady-like–but it’s hot and I think about just getting on my knees and…”

“I might pop you for the lady-like comment but I’ll refrain because you made me tingle.”

“Shut up and…spread your legs.”

You purse your lips, stifling a giddy giggle at your boyfriend using his stern voice. You shimmy out of your sleep shorts and throw them haphazardly to a corner to be forgotten about until who-knows-when. 

Putting on a brave front, and as though he’s done this many times before, Sakura rises from the couch and perches himself between your legs with his knees firmly placed on the plush rug on the floor.

You bite your lip—his gaze is unyielding and smoldering. You aren’t surprised at how hot your face is getting under his stare; it’s almost enough to make you clamp your legs shut and call the whole thing off, but you couldn’t if you wanted to as his hands, which are placed firmly against your inner thighs, grip you like you’re being held open in stirrups. 

“It's nothing like an orange…”

“A what!?”

Before you can say anything and before you can back out, Sakura is leaning forward, his breath is hot and fanning against your labia. For some reason, you need to look anywhere but at the top of his head as his tongue slips past your folds and swirls small circles around your clit. His hesitancy is palpable, making you a bit insecure until he pulls back, an earnest but determined look in his eyes, “Am I doing ok? Does this feel…right? I’m trying to imagine an orange, but it’s completely different.”

Weird recurring comments about oranges aside, you realize he’s not hesitant because of you. He’s hesitant because he’s worried that he isn’t doing a good job. He’s hesitant because, above all else, Haruka will always desire to impress and please you, and anything less is unacceptable to him. His inexperience has always been a non-issue for you, but to him, it’s a crutch and another way he feels like he doesn’t deserve you. 

Your gaze softens and you give him an encouraging smile. “You’re doing amazing, Kitten.”

The corner of his mouth twitches upward and with a dignified nod, he dives back between your thighs. Your praise fuels his desire to please you—and that fire burns bright, and the cautious licks before are replaced with suckles and tongue swipes that are far more confident. 

Your head falls back to rest against the cushiony headrest of the couch. Your hand finds the back of his head and pushes him in further, encouraging him to get lost in you and risk drowning. Sakura doesn’t mind the threat of suffocation as he considers it a worthy way to go. Still, he thinks you’re getting a little too cocky, and humbling you is his favorite pastime, so the gesture earns a playful nip to your thigh from Haruka, which in turn makes you giggle.

“Can’t you be serious for once? I’m trying to eat you out down here.”

“Don’t talk with your mouth full, Kitten.” Despite your snarky come-back, you give him an encouraging moan that’s brought upon by open-mouthed kisses against your clit. Sakura willingly entwines his long fingers with yours, his thumb tenderly stroking the inside of your palm.

His other hands grips the plush of one of your thighs and pushes them forward, pressing them against your stomach and allowing himself the unbridled access he craves to get as deep as his tongue will reach. His licks become far more aggressive as he takes the time to map out your cunt through eager exploration. He commits every one of your sinful moans and gasps to his memory and revels in the way in which you get increasingly louder for him. 

Each one of your cries makes his cock twitch, and he finds himself having to adjust himself in his jeans. The scent of you, the sound of you, is simply intoxicating. You, to Haruka Sakura, are everything and then some. Your pleasure is his pleasure and he’s going to take that fact out on your cunt which is growing increasingly more sloppy just for him. 

Something that felt intimidating only hours ago now feels natural to Sakura as he drags his tongue across your clit, smirking as he feels it swell and twitch under the assault of his muscle. 

“You’re dripping for me. We might need a new couch after I’m done with you.” 

You can’t help but roll your eyes because fuck, why is he so-oh! Yeah, that’s the spot. You nod in agreement as you spread your legs wider to give him better access. “Y-yeah, a trip to IKEA is definitely in the future, I think.” Without little to no warning, he pushes two fingers into you so deeply that his knuckles kiss your entrance. Haruka’s fingers curl, and the sound of him twisting them inside you makes a lewd, wet sound, the kind that would make anyone blush. 

The pads of his fingers rub against the bundle of nerves deep within your aching sex. Sakura lets out a satisfied grunt as he strokes the spongy bundle of ridges. He doesn’t need an orange to see that this is what you like, all he needs to do is look down at the way your toes curl or watch as your eyes roll back and you bite into the plush of your bottom lip.

“Holy fuckin’…just relax for me. Don’t act like we haven’t been here before, at least.”

You let out a pathetic whimper, the sensation of being filled up almost threatening to push you over the edge, and he fucking knows it. He’s doing this on purpose, stroking you like this, making you more sensitive than you already are as you drip into the palm of his hand.

You look down to give him a glare, but you can’t help the squeak that leaves your lips—his intense gaze is set on you and threatening to light you ablaze. He stands up so that he’s kneeling over you, his face mere inches from yours, as he continues to push and pull his fingers in and out of your fluttering sex. 

“Look at you….a fuckin’ mess. Look me in my eyes while you use my fingers to get off.” His eyes are scanning your face in predatory reverence, they flicker down to your lips as you let out a low guttural moan. “That’s it, baby girl. Cum for me.”

Your heart palpitates dangerously as he uses a pet name that feels so intimate you want to melt into the couch. Your bottom lip quivers as you begin to buck your hips to meet the motion of his fingers, but it’s hard to keep up when he’s finger fucking you like he owns every inch of your cunt.

“Tch, what are you trying to prove by holding out?” His lips ghost against the sensitive skin of your earlobe, his tongue darting out to lick and suckle at the sensitive flesh. 

“You’re practically milking my fingers right now. You like every single inch that I give you, don’t you? You get so hungry for just a touch.” His voice is husky, his words only making you ache and arch more as the cocky, ex-Bofurin leader goads you on.

His mouth finds its way to the curve of your neck as he presses his lips against your quickened pulse. The proximity and gesture feels tender until you feel his teeth sinking into your skin, sending a delicious, searing pain shooting through your very being. “Cum like a good girl so I can bend you over this fuckin’ couch.” His voice is hoarse and coursing with his desire for you, and he’s not asking you to let go for him, he’s demanding it.

Your face, despite being contorted into pleasure, heats up because who the fuck talks like that? 

Haruka Sakura does. 

You groan, pressing the palm of your hand against the nape of his neck and pull him forward so you can give him the physical and verbal praise he seeks–your moans fill his mouth and your hips grind against his hand to roll out your orgasm in desperation. He eagerly presses his palm against your clit, adding more pressure to the sensitive bud that takes your breath away as he continues his curling, pushing, and pulling of his fingers.

You let out a final moan into his mouth and the smirk that forms on his lips as they press against yours does not go unnoticed. You haven’t realized it, or maybe you have, but at that moment, you created a monster. He now knows you better than he ever did and will use it against you every chance he can. He may be unable to commit to hours of foreplay, but he can guarantee that every second in which he’ll have you spread open for him will have you looking at him exactly as you’re looking at him right now. He’s committed to your pleasure moving forward and makes absolutely no apologies for it. 

“Theeeeere she goes. Now was that so hard?” Your half-lidded gaze meets his arrogant and pleased one as he pulls away, his hands already moving to unbutton his jeans. “Guess I’ll start to keep a number in my head to beat now, too.” 

You don’t have time to react before he’s turning you around and positioning so that you're offering yourself up to him and he’s adjusting himself between your spread legs.

And Sakura is truly pleased with himself as he places a hand on your lower back to steady you as he slides into your welcoming warmth. His eyes roll back because you fit him sooooo fucking well. Like a goddamn glove, and fuck, you feel even better with his saliva dripping out of you. 

Who the fuck needs store-bought lubricant when you could just produce your own with spit? Moving forward, Sakura fully intends to put Astroglide out of business. 

As the loud squelches and airy sounds of his cock spreading you in half fills the air, Sakura reflects on how he got here. 

He can’t help but give a mental thanks to the orange that made this all possible–and he guesses, also Suo, but mostly the orange.

[octopus-punching-union]

Tokyo Debunker characters + MC who talks to cats

(specifically, praising the campus cats for being cute hard workers)

Jin: Obviously he's not giving you enough work if you have time to waste with the cats. (But secretly, he's cranky that you're too nervous to be like that with him. He doesn't get much genuine praise and has been telling himself that he doesn't need it... but hearing you so freely praising the cats makes him feel things that aren't entirely pleasant.)

Tohma: "They have jobs, you know." If you're so bored that you're distracting others from their work, he has plenty for you to do. (He actually finds it really amusing.)

Luca: "You're right, they really do work hard." He's not the type to fawn over animals, but he doesn't find it at all unusual when you do. He very earnestly thanks them for all their hard work.

Kaito: Sits down and joins you petting and praising the cats. It's a rare moment in which he's not feeling self-conscious or worrying about impressing you, until you accidentally bump hands and he starts freaking out.

Alan: He backs off as soon as he notices what's going on — he doesn't want to ruin the moment. Later, he makes sure to tell you that you're doing a good job (but without context, it feels like it's coming out of nowhere).

Leo: "It's just a cat. You know it doesn't understand what you're saying, right?" He starts to say something rude in a sugary-sweet tone. "Don't listen to him," you say, covering the cat's ears so that it won't hear. (The cat, disgruntled by all the movement, hops out of your lap and trots away.)

Sho: "You're so weird, senpai," he says, not even trying to hide his smirk, but you can tell he's not serious. He pretends to be reluctant to join you, but he really just wants to hear you ask for him again.

Haru: He stops briefly to say hi, but doesn't have much time to spare. He'll take care of some of your tasks, though, so that you can have a peaceful moment without worrying about anything. (If you want him to take a break with you, you'll have to sit on him or something.)

Towa: A sudden burst of rain scares the cat away. Towa appears moments later with flowers for you, and the weather has turned sunny and warm — perfect to dry out your damp clothes. He lies down in the grass next to you as you relax.

Ren: "Gross. You don't know where that's been." He grumbles about how people lose their minds over cats just because they're cute (he definitely doesn't want to hear you say that he's cute) and makes you wash your hands after the cat leaves.

Taiga: He either wants to eat it or wants to chase it out of his room with gunfire — you have to distract him while the cat makes a hasty escape. He pins you to the wall, musing about how he'll punish you... He runs a finger down your cheek just to feel you tremble. You're his favorite toy.

Romeo: He hasn't given the cats a second thought until this exact moment. They do their jobs competently and he can't exploit them, so what else is there to care about? He has never in his life praised someone for doing a good job, and he thinks you're excessively soft for doing so... but that's not the real reason it bothers him. You've always refused to call him Fico or stroke his ego, yet you're heaping praise on a cat? Ludicrous.

Ritsu: Initially not interested, as cats aren't subject to labor laws and standards. When you wonder out loud if Sinostra could get in trouble for animal abuse, he immediately goes off to investigate.

Subaru: He enjoys the moment with a smile. You're sweet and encouraging and way cuter than any cat, and he counts himself lucky that he gets to spend time with you.

Haku: He ruffles your hair and, mimicking your tone, says that you're cute and hardworking and doing a great job. "Don't make fun of me," you protest, pouting. "I'm not," he replies.

Zenji: Joins you, far more eloquently. After the cat leaves, it's your turn to be praised! He makes sure that you know exactly how important and admired you are.

Rui: Feels really silly for being so envious of a cat. (He's cute, too! He works hard and has great hair, and he wants to cuddle up to you while you praise him and run your fingers through his hair...) But, as long as he's cursed, he can't have what he wants. It's better to keep things lighthearted so that he can see you smile. (Maybe someday, when both of your curses are broken...)

Lyca: Growls. The cat is not intimidated; it escaped Sinostra unscathed, after all. Lyca's not sure what to make of it, but he settles next to you, wary. If it makes a move, he'll be ready.

Yuri: He's so busy and deals with so much weird stuff that it doesn't even register. If he needs you for something, he'll just grab you regardless of what you're doing. You protest as the cat tumbles out of your lap, but he's already three steps ahead.

Jiro: Observes carefully, as he would with any experiment. Are Darkwick's cats smarter than normal cats? You're making it sound like they are, but he doesn't have any other memories of cats as a comparison. Later, he watches some cat videos. For science.

[itsruki]

The Drug in me is you

Dom!Abusive!Sanzu x Sub!Abused!Younger!reader

MDNI! MINORS DO NOT READ!

Masterlist:

a/n: Here is the surprise..It kind of just came to me. I personally love it.

synopsis: Haruchiyo and you are a couple and have been together for 3 years. It's not a good relationship. It's toxic and very unhealthy. On the night of your 3rd anniversary, he came home late again. He missed the date. So you finally decided to confront him and potentially leave him

Trigger warnings: afab-reader , mentions of unprotected sex, domestic abuse, guns, fingering, petnames: good girl, baby, girl, angel

word count:  1,925

You were wearing his favorite dress, made your makeup look just the way he liked it, and cooked his favorite dinner.

You sat on the couch, waiting for him to come home, and that's when you began to think.

It's your anniversary. 3 years.

3 years of him putting you second. 3 years of him coming home late and doing everything that Mikey wants from him. 3 years of emotional outbursts, of anger, of rage, of despair, violence, drugs and parties. You knew what you got yourself into when you started talking to Haruchiyo. He was always known to be unstable. The drug of the day determined his mental state. Physical violence was normal, but it's not like you could speak yourself clear of that yourself. It's like you bring out the worst in each other, yet you just can't be without each other, and it's not like everything is bad. They call him the mad dog, but he can be quite a timid puppy at times. When the drugs are affecting him in just that very specific way, his emotions swing in the opposite direction. He turns into a whimpering mess….someone who you can't help but wanting to be protected. 

Images flash in front of your eyes of all the nights where he just begged for you to stay, begged for you to hold him because he felt like he would fall apart on the spot if you didn't.

Your head snapped back when you heard the keys in the door. You check the time.….3 am….at this point, the food is cold, and so is your heart.

Haru steps into the shared apartment, his motions a little wobbly due to the drugs that are probably in his system.

You almost dreaded the next question you had to ask.

"Where were you?...it's 3 am?"

His head snapped up, and he stared at you, through his emerald green eyes.

"What do you think, woman?! I was working my ass off!" you flinched. This was normal. Haruchiyo wasn't to be questioned.

"We were supposed to have a date night, Haru….you promised…"

He laughed. "And? Plans change. Besides, Mikey needed me."

You flinched again, your shoulders shaking.

"Could you please call next time?.... I was waiting. " You really were pushing it today. You just wanted to spend time with him.

"Why should I? It's not like you did anything special. Whatever. Did you make food? I'm starving."

"....Haru I..." you stuttered. You promised yourself you would finally stand up for yourself. "We need to talk." you said firmly.

He scoffed, "Okay. Talk."

He gave you that knowing smirk. This wasn't the first time you try to pull something like this. "Why are you like this?...why is it always me that has to wait?..." he laughed again. "Because you are just a girl, I keep around. You aren't my king. Nothing important. Just property." that stung.

Anger boiling in your stomach. You clench your first. "I am….not …. Mikey…" his eyes turn from lighthearted and soft to sharp, and his smile vanishes.

"Don't say his name like that. He is my lord. My king. Have some respect."

"It's not fair, Haru. I give you my everything, and I get NOTHING!" he growled. "And?! It's to be expected of you to give yourself up for me!" You stood up and looked at him, facing his eyes.

"You never do what you promised! You are always on drugs, and you always put me second! I deserve more! I deserve love!"

"Stop being such a spoiled brat! I give you a life of luxury, and that's how you pay me back?!"

You flinched. "I don't need all this, Haru! I don't! What I need is your love! What I need is you here! You became such an asshole! You don't even care about me!"

Haruchiyo came closer, only a few inches away.

"Watch your mouth. I won't let you disrespect me; understood? You are to follow me. You are to submit." At this point, you were fed up. He reeked of drugs and alcohol.

"Fuck you and fuck Mikey! I am done! I'm done with all of this!" He grabbed you by the arm. His grip was tight, and his nails dug into your flesh.

"Don't you dare say his name like that, and don't you DARE speak of him in this way, or I will kill you right here and now. I will kill you on the spot and leave no trace behind. You don't know who you are dealing with." You trembled in fear.

"You are scaring me, Haru…." he smirked, his diamond scares moving with his lips to a grotesque smile. "Good. Maybe that would make you learn." He let go of you and slowly stepped away from you. You took a deep breath; you weren't done yet. "Mikey is the sole reason we are breaking apart! Don't tell me you don't see that! You are ALWAYS high, and leave the SECOND he calls for you, regardless of the occasion!"

He turned his head and looked at you. "You really wanna go there? Baby girl, you are playing with fire right now."

He yanked you by the arm and grabbed your throat. "I won't let you disrespect me or my lord. Mikey is my everything. He is my world and my heart. You will never reach his level. You will never be him." You gasped when you felt the cold metal of his gun against your throat. Tears begin to stream down your cheeks. "Haru please. Please don't..." Haruchiyo was always unpredictable. There was no knowing when and if he would do something to you that's more than some slaps or some hits. 

He saw you sob and cry, tears streaming down your face. He looked almost satisfied. He grabbed you off the wall and pushed you onto the ground, placing his gun in the drawer next to him. "Look at you….that's why you will never be him...you are weak and pathetic…" You kept crying until you got a hold of your purse. You throw it in his direction. "I HATE YOU, HARUCHIYO!" you screamed at the top of your lungs. "I WILL LEAVE YOU. I'M DONE. I'M LEAVING!" Your whole body was on fire. He stepped closer to you and kneeled down on one knee before yanking your head back on your hair, so you had to look at him; your mascara was ruined. "You pathetic excuse of a woman...shut your mouth before I make you...and if I do...I will do it forever." He slapped you across the face before he got up and sat down on the sofa, legs spread out, a big smirk on his face as you were still sitting on the ground crying. 

"Go on. Leave. I don't need you. I know you have nowhere to go. Your family disowned you. You have no friends and nobody to go back to. So go on."

He untied his tie and filled himself a glass of wine that was on the little table next to the sofa. 

You couldn't see anymore. Everything was blurry from all the tears you were shedding. 

"What happened to you, Haru?….why is Mikey everything for you?…..he isn't doing anything for you, Haru…." He looked down at you, ready to go back and hit you again, but you kept talking. "I was always here….why are you like this to me?….I gave you everything, Haru…..I am always here." Something in his eyes moved. "I am always here…..every bad trip….every depressive episode….every rage...every time you can't sleep….every panic attack...I'm always here….I'm the one holding you...not Mikey."

"Don't speak his na-"

"It's not fair, Haru!" he faltered.

"It's not fair…." he seemed conflicted.

"What did I do to deserve this, Haru?... why do I not deserve your love?" You began to shake as the tears just kept streaming down your cheeks

"Am I not good enough, Haru?? Am I not worthy of love? Am I not doing enough? Please tell me so I can fix it...I don't know what I did….."

His face contracted, and his fists clenched.

"Please Haru…..I love you so much…..I just want you to stop hurting me….please stop hurting me…."

"I'm not hurting you...I…..I….I don't…"

A few individuals tears run down his cheeks.

".....I'm not...I…..I give you everything I have."

"Today was our anniversary…..Haru…"

His eyes widened. He forgot. You saw that in his face: "M-mikey needed me, I...I…"

More and more tears run down his cheeks

"I'm sorry...I….I just….I didn't…...I…"

He started shaking. His hand grabbed his face, fingers running through his hair. "I didn't mean to..." There is that face that always drew you back…..the vulnerable little boy.

You got up and went over to his sofa. He was shaking, his eyes not focusing on you. He was looking past you. His breath has irregular…..panic attack….

You wrapped your arms around him, his face in your chest, and your hand on his head. You began to run your hand through his hair. "It's okay, Haru...breath...I'm here…"

You held him close and rocked him back and forth as he started to wrap his arms around you. He began to grasp his arms around you and cling to you like a lifeline as he was furiously sobbing. Desperate and filled with pain and hurt.

"I'm so sorry...I'm so stupid...I can't live without you…I need you...i….I can't...please...I…."

He sobbed, hiccuping and unable to breath properly. You kept cradling him in your arms and whispering to him, "It's okay, Haru….I'm here for you...I won't leave you." He pulled you even closer, his face buried in your chest. "I don't deserve you...I never do, yet you always stay….you always stay…..please never leave...I love you so much."

You kept cradling him. Kissing the top of his head until he slowly calmed down. 

He looked up at you and stared into your eyes. He looked so desperate. You cupped his face in your hands and leaned down, giving him a soothing and soft kiss on his lips. He slowly kisses back, as if you could break with any wrong move, so gentle and soft. 

"I love you so much" he whispered

"I love you too, Haru…" 

You kissed again, the kiss hungry and desperate. Needy for love. 

"Please forgive me...I promise this is the last time…."

You knew it was a lie...it always was.

You kissed him again, and again. All you two wanted was love.

He pulled you in his lap, hugging you tightly.

"I forgive you, Haru...I'm yours…" you whispered. You two are unable to be without each other. 

After a few moments of cuddling and looking at each other, he began to kiss your neck. His hands were drawing circles on your thighs. "That's my favorite dress…" you nodded. "I wanted to look pretty for you" you whispered back to him. He gently caressed your cheek. "I'm sorry that I ruined your makeup" you shock your head no….

You leaned down, kissing his lips again. The kiss was soft and sweet until you tried to pull back. When you tried to pull back, his hand grabbed firmly in your neck and pulled you back into the kiss. His tongue playfully licked on your bottom lick, asking for entrance. 

Your cheeks heated up, and a soft moan left your lips before opening them for him. 

His tongue slid into your mouth. The kiss turned from gentle and sweet more and more to sloppy and messy. He held you close and began to rub his hand up and down on your calve. "Haru~" you moaned against his lips when you felt his touch. 

"Never let go…" you whispered before his hand began to give your ass some firm squeezes.

His other hand grabs your chin and tilts your head back. "you're mine….only mine…"

Another kiss. You felt him harden under you and began to grind against him, causing him to groan. 

His hand moved your skirt higher and higher until his fingers were properly under the fabric, gracing your panties. "You sound like such a good girl...so fucking perfect."

His fingers were running over your covered folds, you were moaning and throwing your head back. "You are so wet, my sweet baby….did you miss Daddy so much?"

He kept rubbing circles around your clit through the fabric of your panties. "Haruuuu~" you whimpered.

"What do you want, baby?" he teased

"need you….please…" You were just too weak for him. He pulled your panties to the side and began to run his fingers through your lips, collecting slick. 

When he finally pushed a finger in you, you moaned out loudly and long.

He began with a slow and steady pace, in and out, your walls stretching around his finger. His thumb rubbing your clit. A smirk over his face. Your cheeks turning more and more red. 

You closed your eyes, savoring the feeling of his finger, penetrating your small hole. 

As you closed your eyes and finally adjusted to the feeling, he slowly pushed a second finger into you, causing you to yelp out. Drool spilled out of your mouth as he kept pumping into you. You were getting closer and closer to that sweet, sweet release….almost there...until he stopped the motion.

You whined out in frustration.

"Aww, was my baby close?....I'm sorry, baby, but you have to work for it….common angel… Fuck yourself with my fingers. Be a good girl~" he continued to rub your clit through that exchange. You slowly raised your hips before sinking back down, letting out a needy moan. You continued to ride his fingers. The sensation and slight embarrassment make it so much more intense. 

He held your face by the chin, holding your face up for him to look at while you keep riding his fingers.

You felt the knot in your stomach build up again. When he felt you tighten again, he began to move again. An aggressive and past pace that took your breath away and made you claw into his shoulders. He caused you an orgasm that felt earth shaking. Your entire body felt like it was on fire. You shouted, and tears were running down your cheeks. "Who do you belong to, baby?" he asked with a satisfied smile.

"You, Haru...only you." you stammered out. 

He chuckled before he stood up. His elbows hooked under your knees. You were too out of it to even realize that he unzipped his pants and pulled down his boxers, same as pulling your panties to your left ankle. It only registered when you felt his tip rubbing against your entrance. 

"I feel you drooling all over me, baby"

He rubbed the head of his cock between your folds, back and forth, back and forth, making it nice and wet. 

You held onto his shoulders, scared of falling if he wouldn't hold you.

"Haru please..." you begged for him. He gave a guttural and deep chuckle before slowly pushing into your drooling cunt. 

Your eyes widened, as he pushed in, your toes curling. You swore you could feel him in the back of your throat….it's so unbelievably deep.

Just as you finally adjusted to the feeling of having him inside of you, he began to thrust upwards. 

Your whole body was shaking, your eyes wide open, almost as if they would pop out at any minutes. Incohesive babbling was the only thing you mustered out as he kept ravishing your hole midair.

Your nails dug into his back and began to scratch him. 

Your cheeks were red; your makeup a mess; tears kept on running down your cheeks, your mouth open, tongue hanging out and drool spilling down your chin.

Your eyes were half closed, as your brain was just unresponsive.

"I love when you are fucked stupid, baby….makes me want to fuck my load right into you"

You felt the familiar knot in your stomach build up. Frantic whining left your throat the closer you got, which only fueled him more and more to thrust harder and faster.

When your release hit you, your toes curled, and you chanted out his name over and over again. "atta girl...fuck...you squeeze me so tight."

He kept on thrusting into you. His movement dragged out your climax until he gave you one last final hard thrust, spilling his hot cum deep inside your womb. 

Your body felt numb as he gave you a few more lazy pumps to fuck his cum into you.

He pressed his face into your neck as he slowly sat back down onto the sofa, still inside your pussy.

He slowly lifts you so he would slide out.

"Such a good girl…" he huffed out while leaning back.

"Be a doll and light me a cigarette, angel"

While still being completely out of it, you lean over to the little coffee table and grab the box of cigarettes and the lighter.

You fumble one out and place it between his lips. With shaky hands, you lit the cigarette for him and then place the lighter back. 

He kissed your temple before leaning back and smoking. "Thanks doll."

You leaned your head against his chest and tried to calm your breath.

The room went quiet. Both of you were not speaking a word. 

For him, this is a sweet moment of tenderness, and for you…..it's the realization that this whole circle will continue once more.

Again, you were not able to leave.

Again, you were just too weak for him….but….can anyone blame you?

Haruchiyo was just that—a drug. You can't stop….your drug….

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[spooky-bunnys]

Haitani Baby Brother

Part 2

Sanzu couldn't believe his eyes. He raised the picture of the ultrasound up. He could tell it was real. He looked at the picture of the Omega and back to the ultrasounds. He got an Omega pregnant? Kokonoi who was on the other side groaned.

"Okay so I don't have to have my guys keep looking for the Omega. But now I have to give the brothers more money so they can help their brother. Nice going druggie." Kokonoi glared at the pink haired male who was still staring at the folder of pictures. Takeomi shook his head and snatched the picture from his brother and grinned widely. He was gonna be an uncle!

"Thank you Haru!" Sanzu snapped his head at Takeomi growling. "Why the fuck are you thanking me?!" Takeomi smiled softly staring at the ultrasound. "Cause I'm gonna be an uncle." Sanzu snatched the picture back. "Absolutely not. There's no way it's mine. I always wrap it before my dick goes anywhere." Kokonoi raised a brow. "Then explain the ultrasound. Cause if it's from our doctor then it's real."

Sanzu growled louder. "Then he slept with another Alpha after me. Cause I wore a condom with him." Takeomi stared at him. "It wasn't a condom you got from one of the girls who throw themselves at you was it?" Sanzu froze looking at him. Takeomi sighed and held out a hand. "Got anymore?" Sanzu immediately emptied his pockets. The members all picked up a wrapped condom.

Kakucho and Mochi walked in with a now calm Ran and Rindou. Mochi raised an eyebrow at the members holding condoms. Sanzu answered him quickly. "I wore a condom I got from one of the girls when I slept with their brother. But I swear it isn't mine!" The brother glared at him before one specific condom caught Ran's eye. He picked it up noticing the holes poked through it.

"Was it perhaps one wrapped like this one?" Sanzu snatched it before grinning widely. "Yeah it was!" Ran frowned. "It has holes poked in it dumbass." Sanzu slowly lifted the condom towards the lights. Before unwrapping it and pouring his drink in it. Watching the liquid hid the table. Takeomi quickly grabbed the folder with the pictures.

He didn't want the ultrasound of his future niece or nephew getting ruined. He was happy he was getting family again. After all losing Senju hit him extremely hard and how Haru turned out was his fault. He lost both his siblings. But he was gonna stay by Haru's side. Cause he was still alive and quite literally kicking. Sanzu threw the condom down kicking over his chair.

"DAMMIT!" Sanzu then looked at the brothers. "Where is he?" They straightened up glaring at their cow-worker. "Don't even think about it." Rindou growled at him. Ran stared at Sanzu. "Why do you even want to know?" Sanzu threw his hands up. "Because there's the smallest possibility he's carrying my fucking pup???" The brothers looked at one another.

The others could tell they were communicating without speaking. They always did that when they didn't want others to know what they were talking about. Ran shook his head turning to Mikey. "I don't want him around (Name) right now." Sanzu tried jumping the table but Mikey raised a hand making him freeze. "Why not? You both came in here ready to kill him over it. Now you don't want him near him? Explain."

Rindou sighed patting Ran's shoulder. "(Name) is honestly not in a good mental space to deal with Sanzu questioning him. He just found out he was impregnated by an Alpha he doesn't even know the name of. Much less who he is. Literally he almost broke down just trying to describe him." Mikey nodded. That was understandable. Sanzu scoffed. "What makes you so sure it was me then?"

Ran lifted a brow. "Pink hair." He lifted a finger. "'Beautiful blue eyes'". Another finger. "Matching Diamond mouth scars." Another finger up. Kokonoi shook his head laughing. "That's him alright. But beautiful blue eyes? Really?" Sanzu growled at him. Mikey snapped at Sanzu. "I need all of you to calm the fuck down. Now Sanzu. What do you plan on doing if the pup is yours?"

The brothers quickly interrupted. "If it is? It is! Since their hookup (Name) has been at home "sick"! There's no doubt who else it could be cause your the last person he slept with!" Ran quickly yelled. Rindou nodded along. Sanzu quickly defended himself. "What if he went out when you both were gone?" That's when Kakucho shook his head. "That couldn't happen since either one of them were with him or they asked me to look after him."

Sanzu stared at the picture in his hand. Could this really be his pup? Could he really be a dad? Sanzu shook his head. "I'm not fit to be a dad." Both brothers scoffed talking in union. "I know." Sanzu glared at them. Mikey quickly stood up raising his arms. "Well since our monthly meeting turned into a bunch of drama I'm going back to my office to get actual work done. I expect you all to do the same and Sanzu."

Sanzu looked at his king. Paying absolute attention to him. "Give him some time. Also take responsibility. Or else." Sanzu stared at his king surprised. Everyone started leaving the room. Takeomi handed the folder to him slightly smiling. "Congrats Haru." Sanzu growled snatching the folder from him marching to his office. Once inside he quickly threw the folder on his desk and slumped into his chair. Thinking deeply.

How is he supposed to take responsibility of a pup that isn't even born yet? What it isn't his pup? Would he still have to take responsibility? Sanzu groaned loudly yanking at his hair. He needed to do something to distract him from this whole "You might be a dad" situation. He grabbed the folder and opened his top drawer placing the folder there before locking said drawer.

He didn't need anyone else finding out about this. Sanzu quickly got to work dealing with the paper work on his desk. While the Haitani brothers were discussing what to do in Ran's office. "Don't you get it Ran? Even if it is Sanzu's he's gonna deny it. Even with proof." Ran leaned back spinning his drink around. He already knew that. But he was prepared for that.

He was getting tests done. With both Sanzu's and (Name)'s DNA. He hasn't told Rindou yet cause he knows how Rindou will react. Not too well if he was being honest. Ran sighed looking at the bookshelf where (Name) was resting behind. The brothers were worried about their baby brother. Sanzu wasn't a guy that liked commitment.

So they knew Sanzu wasn't gonna be committed to (Name) and the pup. Rindou was worried about how (Name) would react to how Sanzu really is. But what the bothers are more worried for. Is how (Name) will react to actually meeting the Alpha that got him pregnant. It's not gonna be pretty.

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[cmdrfupa]

Felicity #2

Second chances were for regular people. Fourth chances were designed specifically for Toji. A chance meeting of having the same mark turned into a whirlwind romance and now here he was settled into the calm monotony of fatherhood and marriage. The worst has already happened so it can only go up from here, right?

~~please refer to *this* post for potential content warning~~

SAHD!Toji x fem!reader

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“Lady. I have two children with me. Do you have not an ounce of shame?”

“I don’t discriminate. I think it’s hot seeing such an active father.”

Toji sucked his teeth. The baby was strapped to his chest, cooing while Megumi stared at yet another woman hitting on his father.

“Ma’am. I have a stepmom. My dad is trying to be nice.” stepping in front of his father, the tall teen gave a somewhat polite nod before reaching for the box of infant cookies.

“Dad, she’s been eating this brand. Maybe we should get a new flavor.”

The woman stood there, unwilling to accept the truth.

“Stepmother shouldn’t have you here picking up groceries with your father.” She looks back up to Toji, the thinning patience evident in his eyes. “Could always show you what a wife is supposed to do.”

Toji looks at the box Megumi holds before tossing it in the buggy. “Lady. You have 3 seconds to turn around and get out of my face before I call my wife. She will mop the floor with your tears. So, please.”

“Mah!” The baby smiled, grabbing her father’s face as he lowered his brow, gently kissing the infant's palm.

Now concerned, the woman walked past the trio, Megumi shaking his head as he pushed the cart.

“I’m not coming with you next time unless you wear a looser T-shirt. These run-ins are exhausting..”

“I know. But your help is appreciated. Tsumiki used to love coming to the grocery store with me.” Toji proceeded to cross something off the list, walking next to Megumi.

“Yeah, well, she’s off at uni, and I’m tired. So, can we wrap this up soon? I made plans with Itadori.”

Toji smiled, ruffling the boy's hair before throwing more necessities into the buggy.

“Go ahead and grab those ginger cookies you like, and meet me at the register.” Toji watched his look-alike walk off. “I’m gonna crack your big brother’s hard shell one of these days. Isn’t that right, Emiko?” The chubby-faced baby showed her gummy smile, leaning in to gnaw on Toji’s shirt.

Toji took on the role of stay-at-home Dad much easier than you expected. However, it took more time to convince Shiu, a man who wanted no acquaintanceship initially, that it was the right decision.

(almost 2 years ago)

“Fushiguro, what the hell do you mean she wants to expand the family? They haven’t brought it up to me!” Shiu lit another cigarette before finishing the one between his lips. “You can still do that?”

“Ouch, Kong. I thought we were friends.” Toji sat back on the leather couch, smiling as the new contract envelope sat on the table before him. “Megumi has brought up wanting a sibling. And the missus isn't against it. We've been together for 6 years, and I’m not getting younger.”

“Toji, I can't lose both my top hirelings because you fell in love and now trying to populate the city with a litter of kids. Just get this last one under your belt, and I’ll make sure to wipe your slate clean. Nothing leading back to you or your past, I promise.”

Curious, Toji opened the envelope, reading over the contents until something specifically grabbed his attention. “Haru Zenin? Shiu, what the hell is this.”

“They want to hire you. Simple.” The death stare Toji gave him pushed him to say more. “Not you in particular. They don't know it's you. They just want the best, so they came to me, not knowing that one of the best is their blood. Wild coincidence, right?”

He read the contract. The rival family attacked the child of Haru Zenin, who was his cousin. They wanted to retaliate. In reality, they just wanted to end the issue if they went the route of an assassin.

“I'm not doing it. I've got way too much to lose now. Especially with having Megumi back home full-time with us. Give it to my wife.”

“That's not how this works. You won't be compromised and there isn't a time frame-”

Toji hugged Shiu, holding his shoulders and proceeding to flick the cigarette from his mouth.

“I'm cooking smoked duck curry and cheese tteokbokki tonight. Megs has been asking about his uncle, and we'd love to have you there, yeah?”

Toji sat with a face of defeat, Emiko wailing in her high chair after tossing another spoonful of mashed cauliflower on the floor.

“Oh, sweetpea. Come on. Just one little spoon for Dada? See how tasty it is to me?” Reluctantly, Toji put the now cold mush in his mouth, fighting off the immediate recoil of disgust. “Mmm… so so good,” he coughed down a gag, shivering after he swallowed. Emiko laughed. The sound of her sweet giggle helped ease the tension on his shoulders. “Okay, sweet girl. Let’s get you cleaned up.”

Gentleness wasn't lost on Toji. Years of killing didn't make him an insensitive monster. But being here every moment with his baby girl was altering his brain. He was actively involved in how she was being raised, choosing outfits, handling every diaper, and even implementing tummy time with the sensory toys he found, thanks to Pinterest. He was fully embracing this new chapter. However, the chapter included being a father to a teen who spoke 13 words maximum. Toji was willing to work with it.

Megumi would die if his dad knew he appreciated the effort he'd been putting in. Making sure Megumi had his own room for when he was home, letting him be a big brother, and doing family things together. Toji had become the father Megumi both wanted and needed, even before baby Emiko. He knew you were a big part of the dramatic change and it meant he should probably try to show his appreciation outwardly. So he offered to help Toji while he was home from school.

“Want me to clean the kitchen?” Megumi stood in the doorway of the bathroom.

“Yea, that’d be great. Thanks, Megs.”

“K.” Toji watched as Megumi walked back to the kitchen before turning his attention back to the infant.

“I told Mama about these long trips. We miss her a lot, don't we.” he began to tenderly bathe the baby. The shallow water swayed over her chubby legs. “But Mama is tough and so are you. She'll be home soon. Til then, you've got the old man and big brother.” the burbly infant smiled as the soapy suds disappeared from her hands.

Wasn't long before Megumi was done. The dishes dried and put away, the floor was spotless and the baby's highchair was disassembled, disinfected, and put back together. He mosied back to his room but stopped at the sound of a familiar snore. “Old man. ‘Tch” Toji sat snoring with the baby on his chest in the rocking chair. The baby wasn't sleeping, just accepting her fate as her father at least got her dressed for bed.

“Oi. Come on Emi. Lets get you a bottle.” Megumi gently cradled the baby to his chest, walking with a bounce as he grabbed a bottle from the fridge and sat it in the bottle warner.

“You know, Dad's doing his best.” he held the nipple of the warm bottle of milk to the baby's mouth before she took it immediately. “He is trying and even Uncle Gojo is shocked. Mom.. she's gonna be back to us soon.”

The curly dark hair of the baby brought a fond smile to Megumi’s face. “You look like me when I was a baby. Minus the curls. And the smile.” her lids began to slowly close as her grip on the bottle loosened.

Megumi had seen you burp the baby and figured that would be the next step. “Okay. I've seen mom do this. Uh. So I'll just sit you here, hold you up here, aaaaand” After a few moments of light back pats, 2 healthy belches come out. “Nice.” Emiko clings back to Megumi, holding onto the neck of his shirt as she closes her eyes.

Toji watched from the doorway, watching his only son display the most emotion he'd ever seen him exhibit. This was your doing. Making him an in-shape father. Fit for trying and doing. ’Did he just call you Mom? Oh fuck.’

“You alright kid? Want me to get her to bed?” Megumi looked over as Toji approached.

“It's cool, I can lay her down.” He stood carefully, holding the baby’s head and back as he rose. “And you were sleeping. Figured I could feed her seeing how tired you were.”

“Megs. Thank you.”

“You already said that.”

“Yeah but, not just just helping with the baby. But for um, everything..”

Megumi sucked in a breath. “I know. And thank-you. For everything.”

“Of course. Anytime. Anything.”

“Cool.”

Megumi walked past Toji to the baby's room, lying her down and turning on the night light before heading back to the living room.

“Dad. Can we talk?”

Toji walked to the kitchen, baby bottle in hand as he went to clean it in the sink.

“Yea. Everything good? What's up?”

“How can you tell if someone likes you?”

Baffled, Toji grabbed the scrub daddy and cleaned the few dishes in the sink. “Like… Likes you like you?”

“What the hell do two likes mean?” jumping up, Megumi sat on the counter. “I guess yes. Likes me likes me. We’re always hanging out and doing stuff together… But the vibe feels different than just friends.”

Internally, Toji was having the freakout every mother would have about their baby growing up. His only son, came to him, about dating and girls. *‘I'm definitely rubbing this in Satoru's face’*

“Whose the person? Is it the Kugisaki girl? She's always around you and that Itadori kid.” Toji leaned up against the island counter.

Megumi cleared his throat before shaking his head. “No… not her.”

“Well you only hangout with those two so if it isn't her then is there another girl-” drying his hands, he glances at his long haired double. A gentle smile found itself sprouting on his face. “Do you like him back?”

There was a hesitant, gentle nod from Megumi that gave Toji his answer. A moment of silence fell over the kitchen as Toji tried to give Megumi space to do this how he wanted.

“Is that okay? To like him like this?”

“Of course. I want you to be happy. And if the pink haired kid who eats all the Taiyaki when he's over is who you have interest in.. I'm all for it.” He went to stand next to his son, throwing the dish rag over his shoulder. “Now. I think you should invite him over for dinner sometime.”

“Really?”

“Yeah. I can grill em. Gotta make sure he's good enough for my kid. I’ll race him then we can have a strong man challenge.”

With a heavy sigh and roll of the eyes, Megumi hopped off the counter mumbling as he made his way to his room.

“Love you too Megs!”

Reunited At Last

You'd finally returned from your mission after three weeks of travel and minimal contact home.

After a week back of catching up and enjoying time with the kids, date night rolled around. Gojo graciously took Emiko while you and Toji spent time in one of Gojos’ penthouses.

“So you mean to tell me, I missed all of that?” A small bit of fomo settled as Toji shared the big and small strides made in your absence. But you relished knowing how amazingly your partner handled everything. “You weren't too much with Megs, were you? Coming out can be profound, even for someone so reserved.”

“Mama. Of course not. It just felt really good to have him trust me in that way.” Toji laid his head on your chest, his large frame providing a blanket of comfort as you ran your fingers through his silky hair.

“You’ve been doing remarkable as a dad. Megumi sees the effort and I think you should be proud of yourself.”

Years of not-so-great fatherly actions would beg to differ, and those moments crept back. Toji sat up on his elbow, the silk sheet shifting, now bunching up over his waist as he looked down at your face.

As the moonlight filters into the bedroom, it casts a soft, silvery glow over the room. The curtains softly dance in the gentle breeze, sheets tousled and wrinkled, a testament to the intimacy shared just a few moments prior. Your angelic face brought him out of the doubt that attempted to take over a sweet moment. You were his saving grace.

“I wouldn't be this remarkable without you.”

“‘Tch. I just added a little refinement. You were getting your shit together when we met.”

“Barely. I got it all the way together when you told me you'd walk away from me after backsliding and seeing how pissed megs was when you went back to your place for a week.”

“I don't know. Sounds like you're whipped to me.”

“Yeah. No shit baby.” Sliding his arms around you, Toji pulled you on top of him, skimming his fingers over the curvature of your dimpled hips as you settled into his embrace. “Im a fucking simp.”

“Oh my God. Simp?? You are too old to say that shit old man.”

“You're literally only 4 years younger than me. Shut the hell up, respectfully.”

Tired giggles filled the room as you nestled into his familiar embrace. Another night of rest and contentment.

Life gave another chance.

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thank you for reading <3

[eponadolls]

BJD Sales

Hi everyone! I will have several big expenses over the summer (wisdom tooth removal, newer car, potential ADHD and pcos evals/diagnoses, etc) and I want to make sure they are as... least-impacting as possible on my savings, especially since most are medical and I have no idea how much my insurance is actually going to cover... so any reblogs and shares are always appreciated!

Most things will be cross-posted on Den of Angels, Instagram, and Facebook. Additional information will be under the cut. I ship from the USA and due to postal concerns, I can only send the large, high-value packages within the USA right now.

Allergen warning: I live in a pet-friendly, non-smoking household near a corn mill.

Harucasting Smile Maji head: She’s some kind of tan resin, but I don’t 100% remember which one. Her previous owner split the head and body so the coa went with the body. I remember her previous owners name & email, but I don’t recall their instagram handle. Maji has thankfully NOT been recasted so I do not worry about her legitimacy, but I wanted to be upfront about that detail. Her magnets need to be reglued and she still has faceup residue. As with any of my Harucasting dolls, in respect to Haru’s wishes, I will only sell his dolls to pro-artist/anti-recast individuals.

$100 + shipping

5stardoll Elf Elaine: She was painted by her previous owner and given a mani-pedi which is chipping as well as pretty purple body shimmer. Her face still has faceup residue on it. She’s really cute but I need to make room — I am willing to sell her head separately, though. According to her card of authenticity she was produced in late 2018. I believe she is in normal pink skin.

$170 + shipping

Latidoll Blue Yern:

Yern is a slim MSD sized doll and the Blue (MSD) line has been long discontinued. Yern still has her coa and Latidoll manual, as well as the emblem in and outside of her head. I am not sure of the specifics but her torso has had some kind of mod job for mobility reasons?

Yern is from early 2009 and has certainly yellowed, but her yellowing appears to be consistent. Yern would probably benefit from a restringing with thicker elastics but I can get her to pose and stand just fine. Her s hooks were replaced and she has traditional/standard bjd s hooks in her wrists and ankles. For whatever reason one elbow likes to stay slightly bent. Yern will be shipped UNSTRUNG so that would be a good opportunity for her elastics to be changed; she still has an o hook for her head.

Her faceup is holding up really well considering it is quite old but please be aware that it is old, has some wear, and it is not factored into the price I am selling Yern at. The biggest sign of wear I noticed as a small dark streak near her temple.

She has some damage near her foot/ankle. Considering her age I think she has been holding up really well.

$100 + shipping

Dollzone MSD Girl Body: normal pink resin. Arrived from Alice collections in late 2022, spent most of its time in the box. Asking $200 + shipping.

Harucasting Big Geuru: She is in neul medium tan. She has a face up by @tonocha331. She has an extra pair of hands and comes with her box and card of authenticity. She will come without clothes or eyes.

She has some small s hook scratches in one wrist from a previous owner and several small scratches on her belly. Her face up seems to be in overall good condition other than three shiny spots on the side of her head. $550 + shipping

Logandolls Primrose: Primrose in light tan (coffee) with additional heel feet (strung) and an extra pair of hands. She does not come with a company box but she has a card of authenticity and comes with a blanket that I believe logandolls made for her. Received in a trade from my friend @groovyblueworld! She will NOT come with a pair of eyes. If desired, I can ship her in an old Dollzone company box for extra protection. Ordinarily she would cost $480 new but I am asking $440 + shipping - you basically get the extra hands and feet for free and an extra $10 discount. I can also sell a Flower Primrose faceplate in Resinsoul normal for an additional $40.

$440 + shipping

[istharoth]

24/7, 365 [Haku Kusanagi]

Synopsis: Drinking the previous night of midterms is a bad idea, but is it really so bad when the guy you like is with you? Will the memories of last night stay or will they be forgotten? [As how Towa forgets exams are a thing.]

Part-timing at Rui's bar often meant seeing the ghouls. More often than not meant seeing the same familiar faces that were Haru and Romeo. On the days her luck was failing, she was met with Kurosagi Leo. 

Her and Lyca are planning a campaign for him to be banned from all public spaces, Rui's bar specifically. Subaru signed it, and so did the Frostheim Chaos Combo. 

But enough of that, she doesn't know why Rui trusted her enough to lead the bar on her own today. He had a mission to take care of while Lyca was studying for his midterm tomorrow. She's done most of her studies, though the revision she was doing on her phone during work couldn't hurt anyone. 

"Are you prepared, Fico-Senpai?" She tilts her head, watching him angrily write down something while chugging a drink she'd made not so long ago. Time for a refill, she supposes. "I am," he huffs, nodding in thanks, she's assuming, for the refill. She wouldn't have expected Romeo Lucci to be studying in a bar, he was really the last person she'd expect to see studying. 

Though it's likely he's doing so because Sinsostra's captain just happened to be a nut-case who sent them into probation every so often. While washing the glasses, the bell rings and she finds herself facing none other than Haku carrying a sleeping Rui. She's surprised Rui could even sleep with how much energy he had. 

"Good day at work," She nods in thanks, her eyes falling on the plastic bag in his hands. Before she could ask about it, he goes through the door leading to the dorm, probably to let Rui sleep on his bed. "I'm about done cleaning anyway," She mumbles, sanitizing the table and putting the towels in the wash in the corner room of the bar. 

 When she returned from the room, Haku was already there. "Ready to go?" He tilts his head, offering his hand. She won't lie, she's a bit dumbfounded. In all her days working, she'd not once seen Haku in Rui's bar. Taking his hand, she intertwines his fingers with hers. His hand is cold, but she likes how it feels on her skin. 

The walk from Obscuary to the Cathedral is quite a short walk, it's a bit disappointing she can't spend more time with Haku. "Planning on getting wasted after exams?" She asks, pointing at the plastic bag in his hand. He hums, smiling at her warmly. 

"That was the plan, don't think I can wait that long though," 

"Want to drink right now then? You can spend the night, I can wake you up in the morning," She rummages through her pockets to find the keys to the Cathedral. "Drink with me?" She drops the keys, blinking in surprise.

"You have a way of getting people speechless," She mumbles, looking at the ground, bending to pick up the keys, "Only you," She isn't sure what to make of that.

Here they were, sitting on the floorboards of the cathedral, empty canned beers around them. She promised herself she'd only drink one can, but it turned into three. 

Haku had a high tolerance, she wondered if it was because he was a ghoul. Maybe they find it easier to start something and not get addicted. Oh well, that's a conversation for another day. There's a comfortable silence after their previous conversation about the last mission they've been on. 

A murky feeling settles in her, she isn't sure why. Or what it is. She glances at him, a soft expression on his face as he stares at her. She doesn't like this. 

"I get it!!" She clenches his jacket, shaking him frantically forcing him to put the can of beer down. "You have a roster and several girlfriends," Where she's getting that from, he doesn't know but he has to admit, she was quite adorable when angry. 

"and I'm not first on the roster...heck I'm not even on the roster!!" She cries, letting go of his jacket to stand up though she ends up slipping, landing on his chest. 

"I'm not dating anyone and I don't have a roster," He wraps his hand around her waist, unwilling to let her go. "You're lying," She mumbles, digging her face into his neck. Her warm breath on his neck makes his skin shudder. 

"I'm not," He chuckles, his free hand patting her head softly. "You're too nice, so nice that I'm sure I'm deluding myself into thinking you like me." She slurs, his hand loosening around her waist staring at her curiously. 

She drags herself to a wall, resting her back against it, her eyes cloudy, face flushed as she stares back at him. "Please love me," She begs, her head in her hands, refusing to even glance at him. She hears footsteps, the creaking of the wooden floor makes her anxious. He's leaving. She's blown it. 

The floorboards creak once again and she hears his groan as he crouches down in front of her. Gently prying her hands off her face, he sees tears prickling at the corner of her eyes. "I do. Until death and after, I will love you." 

His hand intertwined with hers in the room devoid of bright lighting, his lips hovered over hers for a moment, "Can I?" He whispers,

"Please," His lips meet hers, it's bitter. Pulling her body close, his hand on her hip, his tongue slips between her lips, deepening the kiss before letting go. 

"Sorry, should I stop?" He whispers, his breath choppy. "You," She jabs her finger at his chest, glaring at him. 

"...Can I take this seriously?" He chuckles, a bit dumbfounded at her drunkness. "You can, but, let's get you to bed first," He plants a kiss on her forehead before carrying her in his arms, and walking to her bedroom. He's been here a couple of times, sometimes with the other ghouls, most times to work on the case files. 

He hopes she won't forget what happened this night. 

"You alright, senpai?" Sho chuckles at her massaging her temples, a frown on her face, "More or less. Drank a bit too much yesterday," she sighed, packing her bag after the ridiculously long study cramming with Sho. 

"On the job, tsk, tsk," He shakes his head in faux disappointment making her elbow him, "No, after work. Haku-San somehow got his hands on real liquor. I think he left after putting me to bed." He stops in his tracks, a teasing grin on his face. 

She already knows where this is going. During one of their sessions, where he cooked while she baked, they found out about either's crush on the Hotarubi ghouls. 

That was one long week where Sho was under the impression she liked Subaru, and she was under the impression he liked Haku. They avoided each other to the point Leo had to lock them in a room until they figured out things.

'So...Haku-San, huh,' He scowls at the mention of Hotarubi's vice-captain, 'Subaru-Senpai for you,' She stares at him in confusion until something clicks in both their brains. 

'I'm jealous of Kusanagi, don't like him,' Sure, she understands why he could potentially be jealous of Haku. He's always teasing Subaru, though Sho is always doing that too. 

'Oh my god, I'm stupid. You like Subaru-Senpai and not Haku-San?' She confirms and he nods, scratching his neck awkwardly, 'You're madly in love with Kusanagi and not Subaru-Senpai?'

'...You say it as if you don't look at Subaru-Senpai like he's your whole world. Closing your truck to deliver him forks? Simp behaviour, down bad behaviour.' She teases him, snickering while he glares at her lightheartedly. 

'Kusanagi-San probably has a roster and 5 girlfriends,' He points making her scratch her head in irritation, 'Do you think I'm first on the roster?' She receives a blank stare, giving her all the answers she needs. 

'Where's your self-respect?' 

'Lost it the minute I stared into his eyes,' At least it gets a laugh out of Sho. 

"Don't say anything," She growls, smacking his arm playfully. 

"You were quite literally dying until the day your study session with Subaru-Senpai came," He shrugs, fully embracing the texts he sent her during that day. He didn't need help, but he enjoyed Subaru's company. 

"Hopefully you get in the Top 10, you'll have an excuse to go on a date with him." If only she were as bold as Sho. Seriously, who goes to their tutor with a cheeky smile and says: 'If I get on the Top 10, go on a date with me.' Subaru agreed to it too! 

Seriously, if they both like one another, why they aren't dating is beyond her. 

"Not too late to ask Kusanagi-Senpai the same," she blinks in surprise before giving it a dismissive wave. It's okay, she doesn't remember what happened last night but she's pretty sure she confessed and he rejected her. She very briefly remembers her asking him to love her...that's embarrassing! She hopes she doesn't remember more than that moment. 

Taking her silence as a stop to the conversation, he changes the conversation to the exams. "I have Economics in an hour, then Mathematics right after," He cringes at the back-to-back midterms. 

"Seriously? I've got them laid out like a normal schedule. Three today, an hour-long break between each." She huffs at his more laid-back schedule.

"I've got two soon, then my third one at 7 to 9. Till 11, if he decides to do a last-minute lab." She yawns and upon the mention of the lab, he instantly takes it as Hyde's subject, Anomalous Biology. Hyde sure loved torturing his students, Sho still doesn't know how they're related. Hyde has to be adopted, or their parents made him in a lab. He'd rather it be the latter. 

As she walks with Sho to his examination room, she's stopped by someone calling for her. "It's your loverboy, see you later, senpai," He grins at her teasingly before jogging off to the examination room. Wishing him luck, she turns around to see Haku, a book in his hand. He likely also had an exam on this floor. 

"A friend?" He tilts his head making her nod in confirmation, "You've probably seen him around Hotarubi with Subaru-Senpai," He thinks for a while before snapping his fingers in recognition. 

"Ah! Haizono?" She hasn't heard someone say his last name in so long, it feels a bit weird. "Yup, him." She's a bit hesitant to ask if she did something yesterday. 

"By the way, do you remember anything from yesterday?" He beat it to her. She frowns at the blank memory in her head, "Did I do something I shouldn't have?" She thinks she sees a flutter of sadness on his face before the smile. He shakes his head, offering her a lollipop much to her confusion. 

"You said they bring you luck when buying concert tickets, maybe they'll work for exams too." She hates him. His stupid charming face, his laugh, his kindness. She hates how he works so hard only to dismiss it so casually. She hates how easy it is to love him.

She bites her lip as he turns around. It's now or never. Grabbing his wrist, he turns around, smiling at her warmly, tilting his head. "If I get a Top 10, no, Top 50 ranking on the exams, please go on a date with me!" She's using the same tactics as Sho, but in his words, it's not too late. 

She looks up at him only to find him hiding his face with his book. "You can't do this to me, Y/N," He relaxes his arm, falling to his side. She lets go of his wrist, apologizing for grabbing it which he chuckles at. 

"Don't worry too much," He ruffles her hair, retracing his hand realizing he messed her hair up. Fixing it to the best of his ability, he smiles at her, "So, when and where is our date?" She wonders if this conversation took place last night when she was drunk. She purses her lips, thinking of a place and time for their date. Off the top of her head, she thinks Mystery Diner but that's the last place she'd want to take Haku to. 

Before she could say anything, an announcement rings, 'All students taking the Anomalous Chemistry exam, please be seated in Class 167 B in the next five minutes.' 

"Oh, that's mine," Haku offhandedly says, looking at the intercom. "Good luck, you'll do great," She smiles at him making him hum. 

"Can I get a kiss from my good luck charm?" Spluttering, unable to make heads or tails of what to say or what to focus on. Should she focus on him asking her to kiss him or calling her a good luck charm?! Pulling his hand towards her lips, she plants a kiss on his wrist. He blinks in surprise before chuckling at the action. 

"I'll kiss you on the third date and when I'm first on the roster!!" She exclaims, running away from him. He positions his wrist near his lips, smiling softly. 

Now, who's going to tell her they've already kissed and she's the only one on the roster? 

Her math exam went horribly, though she's lying. It went well for the most part until her head started aching and the memories from last night came rushing in. 'This is so embarrassing, why did I tell him I kiss on the third date when I've already kissed him!?' Groaning into her book, she makes her way to the library to meet with Yuri and Jiro to study for their biology exam. 

If she remembers correctly, Luca and Kaito were currently taking their language exam, she hopes it goes well for them. Meeting Yuri sitting in the ending pathway of the library, she waves at him to which he nods in acknowledgement. 

"Okay, but you know," She points her pen at Yuri while he is reading over her notes as he didn't bring his, "Medical question, my heart races every time I come across this one person," He looks at the textbook beside her notebook, sighing at her. 

"Isn't it anxiety? Nicolas-Sensei diagnosed you with you not long ago," Jiro sits beside Yuri, a bottle of water in hand as he swipes away her notes from the table. At least her note-taking is beneficial to the second-year ghouls...

"He did?" Yuri asks making the two nod in confirmation.

"Anything else apart from your heart racing?" She hums in thought at the question. Well, there are a few. She's sure it's just her liking him but if it's something else, she won't be so mad. 

"I feel butterflies in my stomach, my body gets warm" Her serious response makes Yuri choke on his spit, "and, I think my face flares up whenever I speak to him. I want to hold hands with him," Yuri slams his hands on the table, a flustered expression on his face. 

"You worm!" Heard that one before, "Who is that person?" Jiro tilts his head, not particularly interested but he is curious why Yuri was so embarrassed. 

"Kusanagi Haku," She only receives a blank expression from the two. Yuri lets out a deep sigh, his face still embarrassed for reasons she doesn't know. Maybe he's just shy about talking about crushes? 

"You're a lost cause, Y/N." He shakes his head like a disappointed father making her chuckle. Putting her hand on her cheek, silently studying around one another, occasionally asking questions Yuri is glad to answer. But of course, asking Yuri things means you'll get called an insult before you get the answer. 

Twirling her pen, her eyes shift to the corner of the library, a figure looking through the shelves of books. She drops her pen making the two ghouls follow her line of sight. Upon seeing none other than Kusanagi Haku, the Hotarubi vice-captain, they look at her, her hands on her face. Yuri sighs, done with her pining over Kusanagi. 

"Would you like to call him over?" Jiro's question leaves her shaking her head frantically, "If you don't want him here, then study!" She pouts, glancing at Haku one final time, him already looking at her with a smile before he moves to the front of the library to check out the book. 

'...Yeah, I'm screwed.' An announcement rings calling for the Anomalous Biology students taking the test. "Gotta go, good luck on your Physics test," She waves them goodbye, packing her stuff before rushing out of the library, a book in hand as she crams the last few topics in her head. 

"Y/N!" She stops, turning to see Haku running towards her, "Hey, Haku-San, what's up?" She has to go but it's okay, the exam can wait, Haku is more important. He smiles mischievously as he lifts her chin with his hand. 

"I love you, good luck on your exam." He leaves a swift kiss on her lips, ruffling her hair and leaving her a blushing mess before he jogs the other way. 'There's no way I can focus on the exam now??' Putting her hand over her gaping mouth, she groans as the intercom announces about the exam again. 

She's going to get him back after the exam and, of course, tell Sho everything that happened. The universe is unfair, she's born to call Haku her husband but is forced to call him a friend.  

Walking with Luca and Kaito to the bulletin board where their results were posted, they hide behind Luca, unwilling to look at their scores. Sho texted her not so long ago, telling her he was third and Subaru-Senpai said okay to the date when he asked again. He seriously works so fast it's insane. 

"I have to get the Top 50," She hugs Luca from behind, Kaito hugging her, forming a train of sorts. "You think Kamurai-Senpai would see us like this and call us disappointments of Frostheim?" Kaito pouts, their conversation soon stopping when they come face to face with the bulletin board. 

"I spoke to Towa and he said he was first even though he didn't study...life is unfair," Kaito cries upon seeing Towa ranked first on the bulletin. 

"...I can't do this Y/N-Chan!!" Kaito cries harder, shaking the Honour student's shoulders frantically. "I can't either Kaito!! I need to get in the Top 50 or else I'll die!" She's exaggerating, they both know she is but at the same time, they're curious why she suddenly wanted to get in the Top 50s amongst three hundred or more second-year students. 

"Oh! I'm ranked 25," Luca grins at them dashingly and the two fall to the ground. Looking at one another with determined gazes, they start from the bottom of the list. 

"Kaito, you're ranked 127," Luca informs, pointing at the mid-150s. Kaito follows his gaze, his mouth gaping in surprise, "Luca!!! It's because you helped me study! Lucaaaaa" He drags on, hugging Luca with tears in his eyes. 

"You worked hard, nice job!" She ruffles his hair before the three look for her name on the board. Finding her name, she gulps before looking at the rank. "It's the bare minimum 48 but let's go!! I passed!" She's going to ask him out this time!

While she walks with the Frostheim Chaos Combo, turning a corner, she collides with someone. "Oh, sorry, I didn't see where I was going," She apologised, bowing slightly but the person simply chuckled, telling her it was okay. 

"Oh Haku-San!" She smiles at him, introducing him to Luca and Kaito. "Kusanagi Haku, Hotarubi's Vice Captain. This is Kaito Fuji and Lucas Errant," Luca shakes Haku's hand, already treating him like a friend but Kaito is pretty on the fence about it. Not to say he doesn't like Haku but the Hotarubi vice-captain is just, off? 

"So? Top 50?" He cocks his neck, his hands in his pockets. "So this is why Y/N-Chan was dying moments ago," Kaito ushers to Luca, saluting Y/N and running away with his other half. 

"Bare minimum really, 48." She scratches her neck awkwardly and he hums, pushing a stray hair out her face and behind her ear. "You did well, balancing missions, studies and part-timing at Rui-San's bar isn't easy." Oh. That's. Why did he always know what to say? 

"Thank you, that means a lot,"

"I'll pick you up tomorrow." He gives her an R&R permit, she's slightly wondering how fast he got it approved, unless he'd already planned to go on a date? 

"Haku-San, I remember what happened that day I got drunk. Can I take this seriously?" She needs the reassurance, she needs to know she isn't making a mistake. 

"You can," He'll give her all the reassurance she needs. "You can take this seriously and can have all of me," He leaves a chaste kiss on her lips, once again, leaving her a flustered mess. 

"...I hate you," She mumbles, holding onto his sleeve, "I love you too,"

[shslskaterboy]

I often time find myself thinking about missed opportunities in persona 5 and the many writing blunders it makes, but I think probably the most baffling one that still plagues me to this day is the complete lack of proper resolution for Ryuji and Morgana’s arc. It seems like such a classic use of the “two characters who are always bickering” trope, just an ongoing bit that they have, but the writers actually take it in kind of a different way by having it become too real. Things become actually tense as the story progresses, and the benign banter stops being so benign and becomes a lot more pointed, until we get to the point that they’re pretty much taking very personal jabs at each other’s specific insecurities, and it’s really not playful anymore. This of course results in the whole Morgana running of don his own thing, and the first time I was playing through the game I thought the obvious way the arc would go would be: Track him down, maybe a botched apology to build tension further, have some sort of breaking point where everything overflows, and then much the way it does in canon, there is some sort of event (ie Ryuji standing up for him against Haru’s fiancé) that demonstrates the actual care they have and allows for them to smooth things out juuuuust enough to get to the point where they can talk as a group and resolve things. So okay, at this point we’re almost in line with what I expected, so clearly the only thing left to do is have the heartfelt scene where Ryuji and Morgana apologize to each other, right? “I’m sorry I let the fame go to my head,” and “I’m sorry I lashed out bc of my insecurities,” at the very least, then they reconcile and agree that they are really friends and this whole fight was stupid, and they’re sorry, they make up, and the banter can resume but in a more lighthearted manner that clearly displays the growth they both made along the way.

And yet.

We get absolutely nothing of the sort, and I was absolutely fucking flabbergasted by it. It seemed so obvious for that to be the direction they took, because why else would they do all that set up? Why would they make a point of demonstrating that Ryuji was being such a fuckin asshole about it? Why would they double down on Morgana’s bitchiness? It all seemed like the perfect lead into a really good character arc for both of them, and instead they just gloss over it and go “don’t worry they’re fine now” like HELLO?? Are you sure??? Bc that shit got pretty damn personal at the peak there, and you’re telling me they just smile and nod and work together without ever addressing it? Like. Boy atlus what on fucking earth are you doing at this point, just padding for time in a 130+ hour game? What was the point? Truly I will never get over it because it could have been so good for both of them, but instead we get nothing but a half assed apology that doesn’t even land, and I think that is sucks and I’ll never get over it

[partrin]

so i missed rinharu but had no time to rewatch the franchise or final stroke movies.

luckily for my depraved ass, someone compiled all the rinharu scenes from both the final stroke movies and i watched it, only to notice so much shit that i didn't notice the first time i watched the last two movies.

so many of rin's—yes, specifically rin's—lines in the movies point at something brewing deeper than the surface.

him constantly pointing out that his relationship with haru "isn't that simple" when asked about it by ikuya or anyone else,

him fighting with azuma and azuma practically screaming in his face to get his shit together if he really cares about haru that much,

both haru and rin constantly thinking back on how they both needed each other to get to where they are,

all the scenes of rin's reflection in haru's eyes,

haru looking so depressed while sousuke is driving him around in his car (and haru's weak "i hope so" after sousuke tells him he and rin will be fine),

rin being so worried about his relationship with haru and asking asahi if haru really would ask about him if haru knew rin was hurting like this,

rin's monologue where he goes, "that's right. i'm always selfish. i pretend i don't notice how you feel. i took advantage of your strength" as he runs through the city desperately searching for haru (where there's also rinharu-centric flashbacks, in particular that scene from the special ES episode where both the samezuka and iwatobi teams are drying their clothes over a bonfire, rin is laughing and haru looks at him gently, smiling—yes, this confirms that it was rin haru had been looking at; not anyone else like people were insisting)

...and so much more.

what does all of this insinuate? you be the judge.

[askew-d]

Can I ask, who are your top favorite romantic couples (can be canon or non canon) of all time from any media? Why you love them? Thx :D

here i go with another grand list that i was very happy to write! i’m in love with these asks, really. i’ll mention all of them, but at first i was in doubt if i could include one that isn’t ‘canon’, but rather rpf. either way, i added bonus couples for good reasoning! let’s go.

1. wangxian (lan wangji x wei wuxian), from mo dao zu shi — they are THE moment, they are THE couple, they are THE goals. who ever could have imagined someone would come up and write a troublemaker who falls into demonic arts and gets reincarnated to fight together with a sucker-for-rules expressionless man and make it work? they fit into any au as well, this fandom rocks. my lovely cultivators!

2. kagehina (kageyama tobio x hinata shouyou), from haikyuu!! — i dont even play volleyball. i dont even like sports! why do i love this anime and this duo specifically so much? they are so passionate about their hobbies, the rivalry and frenemy relationship? the POTENTIAL. the STORY they have. the "someone better will come and find you" promise. sheer beauty. they are silly and fresh and cute and i dont think i'll ever get tired of it.

3. yizhan (wang yibo x xiao zhan), from the untamed cast rpf — i know all the problematics about writing real person fiction. i KNOW, okay?? but people, let me like them and support them in peace?? 😔 i have so much love for these men, and its overall hella fun following their life unfold, even if they are not working together anymore. nonetheless, they are my dose of serotonin when i need it.

4. daiharu (kambe daisuke x katou haru), from fugou keiji: balance unlimited — i will not scream for a seson 2 here. i will scream for more FICS of them here! there ain't enough! its not even about the 'sugar daddy' appeal, its more about the 'partners in (solving) crime' appeal. oh and also the 'i hate you you arrogant prick but i WILL do anything for you' part. everything and every detail of this show.... seriously though: gold.

5. hilson (gregory house x james wilson), from house m.d — oh, my sweet stupid and repressed doctors, i would do unspeakable things for you. wilson has been through every hard moment of house's life. you can name them, he's been there. through every ridiculous situation of his too. it is overwhelming, honestly. the ending couldn't have been more reasonable and fitting for them, in my opinion.

6. hannigram (hannibal lecter x will graham), from hannibal — this gif alone of them with scratches and smiling conspiratorily to each other sums up their entire dynamic. they're toxic and no one's doing it like them. like, yeah, no shit, who would even dare, right? murder husbands can do anything and eat the rude as much as they want, i will be sipping on my drink and watching intently. (man truly looked at this detective he framed for murder and said he would remember their moment together forever??? just dont throw him in jail then???)

7. shiguang (lu guang x cheng xiaoshi), from link click — these pretty boys traveling through time invented the concept of yearning, and i will not explain more to not give season 2 spoilers. i fell in love with them as soon as i saw the first shot of the anime. it doesnt help that they have the same dynamic as wangxian, too. cheng xiaoshi, my beloved, you would never do anything to harm anyone (not purposefully) and i (as well as lu guang) worship you 🙏

8. renga (hasegawa langa x kyan reki), from sk8: the infinity — let's be true tho, can they never do a sports anime without pulling up homosexuals?? not that im complaining at all. please continue, in fact. every couple in this story is valid (adam does not exist), and i love this spirited, young concept of redescovering the beauty of a hobbie. lovely, all of them, but most specially my langa and his admiration for reki. their dynamic has no complications, its just so sweet.

9. moshang (mobei jun x shang qinghua), from the scum villain self-saving system — i will not share a pic of moshang official art because i find shang qinghua appearence too much childlike and annoying, meanwhile i find him much more interesting in the book and fanarts. in any case, i love this couple more than the main couple simply because our airplane-bro can make everything so hilarious. there are fics of them out there which are peak entertainment (check this one!). mobei's tsundere attitude and shang qinghua's shamelessness are a great combo.

10. hualing (hua cheng x xie lian), from heaven official’s blessing — the longing is unbearable. hua cheng loves this man so much, for real. waiting 800 fucking years?? being his most devoted believer? can you believe the audacity?? my man, though he has low self-steem, does anything to protect his god. he doesnt care about any realm. he only cares for xie lian, his dear god. they are the cutest couple.

bonus: aziracrow, johnlock, tododeku, victuuri, blackbonnet, mafuyama, redblue (from this is how you lose the time war).

these are my favorite ships ever! they are what i scream about alternatively, and when i say so, i'm not joking. one week i'm freaking out over new link click content and in the other one i'm reviewing house m.d episodes. my life's a circle with my favorite ships in it and i ain't regretting anything.

thank you for asking, by the way! big hugs! 🤍

[yuri-is-online]

re: Towa getting mad, I think he's generally sensitive towards anything concerning Haru tbh.

More theory time based on vibes but honestly I would not be surprised if Towa was indeed an anomalous creature that wished to be human, for Haru possibly. Can't help but think that he might've been responsible for Haru losing his arm... Although he cares about Haru a lot, it feels more territorial/possessive because he shows a lack of understanding on how humans are fragile (how he just drops Haru, his favorite person, with a mangled leg, right onto the floor lol) and its like thank god ghouls are sturdier because that boy should've died like 3 times this chapter alone?? (also why is Haru so ready to keep sacrificing himself, I want to know his backstory)

Anyways, I wonder if Towa is curious about romance because he's not certain of what exactly he's feeling towards Haru? Would make sense for him to want to hear about love stories to see what makes sense, and the fact that he says he wants to believe in the concept of soulmates (I totally blushed when he said "Cute" with that smile of his when you pick yes to that question)

Haru is also aware of how Towa's powers work, and the fact that he can communicate with anomalous creatures... This chapter raised way more questions than it gave answers. I really hope we see a lot of the Jabberwock boys next chapter to learn more about them. And considering the fact that Sinostra kidnapped poor baby Peekaboo... seems likely.

Very good point about him just being territorial of Haru in general tbh. Did I miss something or was it absolutely confirmed that Haru is missing an arm? Because I don't have his SR card so if he talks about it there I will not have seen it and just him wearing one glove in some outfits isn't enough for me to think he has a prosthetic...

Haru, Zenji (he calls him an old friend), Hyde, and Nicholas all seem to know what is up with Towa so I don't think we will be without answers forever. Like I said I think these first few chapters are going to set up the Dorms before we revisit other plot points, or hell we might learn more about it in Hotarubi's chapter since he's friends with Zenji. Who knows, but I also really hope we see more of the Jabberwock boys. I love them so much ;-;

I think Towa's interest in romance isn't necessarily tied to his relationship with Haru so much as it is his questionable relationship with his own humanity; I do think it does also work if specifically about Haru though, especially if you ship them. Animals who seek to become human so they can marry one are extremely common trope in folklore, such stories appear all over the world, so to have an anomalous animal who wished himself into a human wanting to understand romance seems like a natural concept for a character in a game like this. If you think about it in purely animalistic terms, animals don't exactly have what humans would consider romance or soulmates. They don't have the same concept of emotions that humans do, so in becoming human Towa probably wants to understand what humans consider to be romantic because it is a genuinely new concept to him. He seems to find it very cute and funny, if his reaction to MC believing in soul mates is any reaction (i also blushed so bad when he said that, his va does such a good job with him)

I think Towa loves Haru a lot, but I don't think he knows that's the emotion that he feels. Love is different than pack instincts, or territorial protection, or anything else that Towa might have felt before, so he doesn't have the exact words to describe how he feels. I'm also curious about his relationship with Zenji, he also seems to get along really well with him. Haru and MC seem to be two of his favorite people as of right now, I wonder if there's anyone else he gets along with on campus?

[pretentiousgayguyidk]

Heyy can i request a sanzu x reader who doesn’t like their bday fluff where they sit on the balcony and smoke together in the middle of the night sorry if this is like rly specific😭

Perfect- honestly perfect. We love soft Sanzu here.

ANYWAYS IM BACK BITCHES!!!

Slamming the door behind him, tears streaking his face as he fumed. It was his birthday. The worst birthday he had ever had. To start off he still had work, unable to take leave due to the works urgency. The constant nagging and scolding of Takeomi along with his mother's... Lack of input was enough to tip him over the boiling point.

He threw his bag to the side and his phone across the room, it's constant buzzing irritating him more and more. "'Happy birthday' my ass. Nothing 'happy' about it." He grumbled, sniffling a little. Being apart of Bonten was nothing short of horrible, the only manageable thing there was his boyfriend, Sanzu Haruchiyo. Even then, Sanzu's drug addiction was hard to deal with, it was almost weekly he would come home to Sanzu half dead on the floor from overdosing on something.

"Baby? You alright?" Sanzu called out from somewhere deeper in the apartment. (Name) choked on a sob, wiping his face as he wobbled through the living room and into the kitchen. He splashed a handful of water on his face, cleaning off the tears only for more to come.

Sanzu took note of the bag and shattered phone. Who pissed him off? Shit isn't it his birthday? Is he mad at me for forgetting? Sanzu shivered at the thought of (Name) being that pissed at him. Sanzo approached his boyfriend carefully, watching as he smacked himself muttering nonsense. "(Name)... Baby what's wrong?" The younger jumped a little, spinning around to see his pink haired boyfriend.

Sanzu's hair was sticking every which-a-way, and his eyes were tired - like he had just woken up. He hummed a little before stepping closer, gently taking his boyfriend's hand into his. "Haru..." Sanzu hummed, tilting his head to the side. He was unusually docile, like a sleepy puppy. (Name) let out a tired sigh, hugging his boyfriend tightly. The drug addict tensed a little before reciprocating, gently running his fingers through the other's slightly dirty hair.

"Bad birthday?" Sanzu whispered. (Name) nodded, taking a deep uneven breath. He sighed, enjoying the scent of cologne, smoke, and detergent. Sanzu hummed quietly, blinking away his grogginess. "Come on... Let's go baby."

"What?" (Name) mumbled, glancing up at his boyfriend earning a soft, lazy smile. He didn't respond, silently guiding his boyfriend out to the balcony. (Name) gave him a confused look until he reached into his pocket and pulled out a pack of cigarettes.

"Take your mind off it?" He asked, taking one out and offering it to the (h/c) haired man. (Name) gave him a loving smile, laughing a little as he accepts the cancer stick. Sanzu took his own and quickly lit it, turning to (Name) and pressing the burning tobacco against his unlit cigarette. Sanzu puffed out a bit of smoke as he pulled away, smiling at his lover who took a long drag.

They gazed down at the city, observing the blue, pink, and red lights. It was therapeutic... Watching the nights bustling activity from above. Seeing the night so alive with life, it felt fictional. Unreal. It was almost like a fever dream. "This is nice..."

"Yeah... It is." The pink haired man smiled mindlessly, taking another slow an sling drag of his cigarette and blowing it out slowly through his nose. The nicotine clouded the two's brains with a thin layer of fog, making them feel relaxed. (Name) sighed, smoke drifting from his lips as he rested his head on Sanzu's shoulder. He lazily intertwined their fingers, pressing his face into Sanzu's soft hoodie's fabric.

"I love moments like this... It's calming." (Name) mumbled, flicking some ash from his cigarette. Sanzu hummed absentmindedly in response, gazing up at the nights sky. It being Tokyo, almost none of the stars were visible, other than the north star which shown brightly compared to the opaque specks of white around it. The moon was golden in colour and thin streaky clouds glowing orange framed the skyline nicely.

"Oh! I also forgot, I got you something." Sanzu mumbled, taking one last puff of his cigarette before sniffing it out on the railing and running off inside. (Name) glanced back at the door curiously, finishing off his cigarette before following. He found Sanzu in their room, digging through the closet grumbling quiet curses as he searched.

Eventually, after almost half an hour of him searching through the house, he found the gift. It was a little stuffed (fav/animal) that he got (Name) for his last birthday, in the span of a year and an argument the little critter got ripped - and that's when (Name) noticed the little bruised pin pricks and tiny cuts all over Sandy's hands. (Name) smiled great fully, gently taking the little stuffed animal, noticing a tiny little stain near where the tear was.

"I felt bad..." Sandy mumbled, (name) laughed aloud and hugged his boyfriend.

"I love you, you idiot."

[sanhaswife]

Bakugo Angst part 3:

Time skip- BAD ending <3

It's been a couple years since you last saw Bakugo, your baby now five years old, and he looked so much like his dad. From the hair to his eyes, your son was an exact copy. Some days you found yourself wondering what it would be like if you had told Bakugo.

Would he have been happy? Excited? Maybe you two would've stayed together, and maybe-

"Mama?" You snapped back to reality at your son's call, smiling down at the little boy that stood in front of you. Haru, you named your son. He always had a smile on his face and was always a bright, happy boy, his personality the complete opposite of Bakugo.

After leaving, you moved three towns over in hopes of putting enough distance between you and Bakugo, moving into a tiny apartment that looked nothing like your old one. You took Haru to the park that morning to get some fresh air and watched him play at the playground while sitting on a bench across from it. "Yes, sweetie?"

Haru climbed onto the bench sitting right next to you and grabbed your hand to start playing with your fingers. "Mama...you're making that sad face again." You couldn't help but laugh at his words; you could never hide anything from your son. He grew up smart and could read you like an open book. Looking down at him, you wrapped him up in a hug and settled Haru in your lap. "Sweetie..."

"I'm not sad, I promise."

Haru didn't believe you at all, and his face showed it, but he didn't say anything as he gave you a hug nuzzling into your chest. You two sat in silence for a while, just enjoying the hug and the quietness of the park. After a while, he climbed off your lap and motioned for you to grab his hand. "Let's go home mama." You stood up with a smile on your face and grabbed your son's hand, walking hand in hand out of the park.

It was a short walk back to your apartment, only needing to walk about five minutes before getting home. At some point, you both stopped before a road waiting to cross to the other side of the street. It was a Saturday, so there were many people also waiting around you to cross to the other side.

You had walked across this specific road before, probably a hundred times, but when the light turned green, it felt like everything was going in slow motion. You found yourself thinking about him again and got so lost in your thoughts that it wasn't until you reached the other side that you realized that Haru was no longer holding your hand. You didn't feel his hand slip out of yours, didn't hear him telling you to wait as he saw his shoes untied, and didn't hear him call for you to stop.

Panic spread through you. You desperately looked back at the street you just crossed to see another large crowd of people waiting to cross, Haru nowhere in sight. You felt the stinging feeling of tears in your eyes, your heart beating like crazy, your hands shaking. You desperately pressed the button on the thing that would allow you to cross back to the other side of the street. Back to where you left Haru.

You left Haru.

You left Bakugo.

What was wrong with you? Why did you keep leaving everyone behind? Why were you such a-

"Y/n!"

A large hand grabbed your shoulder, making you turn around to face the one person who was always on your mind since that day. He looked older now, more grown and mature-looking; he was taller too, looking down at you with a worried look. His very presence and older appearance stunned you enough to not notice the giggling boy in Bakugo's arms. The second Haru's little arms reached out to you, the tears that you were holding back ran down your face, and you couldn't help but hug your son very close. "I t-thought I lost you baby; I'm so sorry. It's all my fault; it's mama's fault for not noticing baby. I'm so sorry."

Clearly affected by his mother's tears, Haru began to cry too, wailing into your arms as Bakugo stood in front of you both.

Bakugo-

Suddenly remembering the person who was holding your son in the first place, you whipped your head up, making direct eye contact with Bakugo. You felt mixed emotions bubbling inside of you. Should you be happy? Angry? He did find Haru and brought him back to you, but all your efforts to separate your family from him-

"Thank you, but we have to go." You didn't waste any time gathering yourself and quickly began the walk home. Quiet footsteps from behind followed your fast pace, but it didn't stop you; ignoring the father of your child, you continued on. Finally arriving at your apartment complex, you stopped right in front of the stairs leading to your floor. Turning carefully with Haru now fast asleep in your arms, you faced him once again.

He said nothing as you glared at him. With a calm face, he reached into the back pocket of his jeans and pulled out a folded photo holding it out to you. With a shaky hand, you took the photo from him, opening it, and to your surprise, it was one of the photos your mom took of you and Haru on Haru's second birthday. In the photo, you both had wide smiles, Haru's cheeks smeared with cake while you had some on your nose. "Why do you have this?" You felt embarrassed. Embarrassed to have kept the father of your child away, to have him miss the important milestones and memories.

He smiled, and when he did, it seemed like you were looking at a completely different person. Not only did he look older and more mature, but he felt like it. "I'm his dad; your mother wanted me to know about him, even if it was only through pictures."

Those first three words were enough to have you bawling. They made you feel worse, and they broke you down. Not only that, but your crying made Haru jump awake, and he wrapped his arms around you in a hug. "Mama! Don't cry; it's okay! I'm back because daddy helped me."

Bakugo's laughs sounded like heaven, and for once, you got to see him genuinely smile.

Using your free hand to wipe your tears away with your sleeve, you forced yourself to calm down. He changed. He's grown. Surely he's here to stay? Here to fix everything between you two and ready to be family, ready to be a father to Haru...right? Your thoughts were jumbled all together; you couldn't help but see all the negatives, all of the terrible reasons why Bakugo would show up only now after all these years.

Money? Blackmail? Maybe to take Haru away?

Your insides felt like they were burning up, and your heart was tight, like someone was squeezing it. You didn't want to believe that there was a chance to fix what you had done; after all, you were the one who left him in the first place.

And you knew deeply that even if you accepted him back, even if he became a real father to Haru, and even if he had changed and came back to truly love you, you would never let go of the fact that you left him behind and ran away with his child.

"Get out."

Immediately Bakugo's smile dropped, a shocked expression replacing it. "What?" His voice was soft and quiet now, genuine confusion and sadness showing on his beautiful face. It hurt seeing it, it hurt that you were pushing him away, but you continued.

"I said, get out; you're not welcome here. I left for a reason! Get out!" Your voice was growing louder now, and your arms tightened around a scared Haru.

"Y/n? I'm his father! I changed baby please, please believe me. I came back for you! For Haru! He's my son, and I want to be here! Because I love you, and I love Haru... I love you." Bakugo's pleads stung hard. God, it burned, feeling his genuine love radiate off of him, seeing his face in pain. Pain that you were causing but couldn't stop because of your own selfishness.

"Bakugo..."

He looked up with hope, hoping that this was the moment. The moment where you would take him back, where you would forgive and forget, where you both could reconnect and become a true and complete family. Where you both could reconnect and love Haru together. He had dreamed of this moment. Staying up countless nights thinking about all the things he could've done differently and thinking about the moment when you accepted him for the improved person he had worked so hard to become. Thinking about how you would be so happy, happy to see how much he had changed, how much he had matured, and happy to see how ready he was to fulfill his responsibility of being a dad.

A dad.

"You're not his fucking father, and you will never ever be his father, nor will you ever be a part of his life."

"I hate you."

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That day you left. Again. Left behind a changed man without seeing his reaction, his face, and packed everything in your apartment once more. Locking your feelings away and running away from everything again. But this time, you didn't tell anyone; you simply disappeared with Haru. The both of you leaving behind a peaceful life you once knew and leaving behind a beautiful future that could've been yours.

Bad habits really are hard to break, huh?

[yuzurujenn]

[2024.09.15] Yuzuru Hanyu’s Thoughts on the Noto Reconstruction Support Show: “Delivering a wave of energy from this place”

On the 15th, a charity performance titled "Challenge" to support the reconstruction of the Noto Peninsula was held in Kanazawa City, Ishikawa Prefecture. The event featured Yuzuru Hanyu (29), two-time Olympic gold medalist in men's figure skating, along with other skaters such as Takahito Mura, Akiko Suzuki, and Satoko Miyahara. They collaborated with the traditional Japanese drum group Taiko Toranosuke and the calligraphy club of Noto High School to create a performance aimed at supporting those affected by the severe damage from the January Noto Peninsula earthquake. Due to venue constraints, the show was livestreamed, and the proceeds from both the live and on-demand streams will be donated to Ishikawa Prefecture.

After the performance, the four skaters spoke with the media. Here are their comments:

- Can each of you share your thoughts on what you wanted to convey through your performance?

Mura: It is not easy to hold a charity event, even if it is just once, but we were able to hold the event with the help of Yuzu-kun. I feel that it was very meaningful for me to skate here, and I hope that I could convey the message of “It's going to be OK,” which is in the lyrics of the song “San San” that I skated, to the audience and many others who watched the stream this time. I participated in this event with the hope that the audience would find the energy to face tomorrow and move on to the next step.

Hanyu: I know there are people from all walks of life who are watching the event, some who are suffering and others who are doing okay. I skated with the hope that, even just a little, it could spread smiles among those watching.

Miyahara: I am happy that I was able to participate in this charity show, an opportunity that does not come along very often. I performed with the hope that my skating could be of some help to people.

Suzuki: Every time an earthquake like this happens, I feel so powerless. However, I hoped that we could convey something meaningful through this opportunity. With that feeling in my heart, I skated with all my might today. Thank you for this opportunity.

- I’d like to ask Hanyu-san. Since becoming a professional, have there been any changes in how you approach disaster-stricken areas or what you feel you can do?

Hanyu: For me, one of the major goals I had, alongside winning two Olympic gold medals, was to start supporting and caring for disaster-stricken areas from here on out, so I've always worked hard at my sport. Now that I’ve finally turned professional, I’m gradually beginning to focus my heart on disaster areas and various calamities. I am a skater first and foremost, so I thought I would like to support people, to help them emotionally, through my performance. For example, "Notte Stellata" is about various disasters that occur from time to time, including the 3.11 earthquake. This time, we specifically did it as a charity for the earthquake in the Noto region.

- I don't think Hanyu has had many opportunities to perform "Haru yo, Koi" with such bright lighting.

Hanyu: First of all, the reason why we considered to perform without lighting (spotlight) was to minimise the budget and donate as much money as possible to the charity. The primary goal was to keep the scale as small as possible. Ultimately, we decided to go without show lighting to reduce production costs, which gave the performance a different look. I’m happy that regular viewers could experience a different perspective, and for us, performing for charity also brought a completely different emotional experience, and we performed with a clear intention directed specifically towards the people of the Noto region.

Suzuki: It’s been a while since we performed without show lighting. I felt like I was being watched as I made my entrance, but it was also very refreshing to skate today.

- Please tell us about the finale, "Que Sera Sera".

Hanyu: Personally, I really like Mrs. GREEN APPLE. The song itself has a kind of Okinawan "nankurunaisa" spirit (T/N: “everything will be alright in the end”). Akiko Suzuki-san choreographed it with the feeling of telling yourself to move forward no matter what happens. I feel that we all really cherished the vocals and each note of the song, and skated with hope in our hearts.

- When you skated to "Haru yo, Koi," it seemed like you lowered your upper body into the ice more than usual.

It's a technique called hydroblading, and it is originally intended at that level in the program, so there's nothing particularly profound about it, but even though this site, and the surrounding area itself, wasn't an area that suffered major damage, the region as a whole suffered particularly severe damage; or to put it more broadly, the ground around here shook violently, so I felt like I wanted things to calm down.

- The memory of the Noto earthquake is fading. I think it was meaningful for Hanyu to skate. Please tell us your thoughts on this again.

Hanyu: Just like with the 3.11 disaster, the farther we are from the capital, the less coverage it receives, and progress tends to make the news only occasionally. It's an area where reconstruction is slow and the road restrictions are much greater than in normal places, so I think it must be really tough, both when I saw the news and when I went there in person. It's difficult for us to do much about the fading memory of the disaster, but as I said earlier, I wanted to support disaster relief and achieve back-to-back Olympic titles, to use this achievement in a positive way, to use this fame to contribute, and the same goes for those who bought tickets to the stream this time, I hope to be of some help, even if just a little, whether through money or attention.

- I heard that you actually visited the disaster area and interacted with the junior high school students. What did you say to them during that time?

Hanyu: I've had many opportunities to see the current situation on the news and in the newspapers, but when I actually saw it in person, I was very shocked to see how much of it was left as it was. I can’t make any deep comments on whether it’s making progress or not, but I felt that the scars were still very raw. The local people also said that time had stopped, and that they still remember "this happened here" every time they go there, or that "this place was destroyed." I also heard them say "I don't want to go back there." That really struck me deeply, and it was painful.

When I met the children, I told them that no matter how difficult things may be, eventually, you have to do something when the time comes. No matter how much they don't want to do it, no matter how much they fail to make progress, when the deadline comes, they still have to move forward. I said this to them. It’s been more than six months since the disaster, and I think people are thinking about what they can do and what progress is being made. Sometimes things will come in their own time, and if they don’t, there’s nothing you can do but accept it. However, I hope that within that acceptance, there are still plenty of smiles and hard work put into it at that time.

- Please tell us why it was important to you to skate in Ishikawa even in the form of a live stream.

Hanyu: When we first decided to do this broadcast format, we could have skated in other regions, and I think we could have done a lot of different things if we had wanted to. However, I wanted to skate as close as possible to those who have suffered, those who are currently struggling, and those who are facing various difficulties. We really feel the power of the region and the atmosphere on site while we skate, so I wanted to honour the importance of that atmosphere and hoped that, even a little, the energy from this place would resonate and reach everyone through the broadcast.

Source: https://www.nikkansports.com/sports/news/202409150001171.html Info: https://www.tvkanazawa.co.jp/event/notocharity