#wind breaker drabbles

[kaq3yma]

BEEP BEEP! sakura haruka.

syn: it is your first date with him, how did it go? it was alright... but did you expect it to buzz? no.

୨୧ qeena's brief note: elloo, anouncing a (kinda) new theme with a sakura haruka scribble yippieee >w< i know the theme lowk similar to my old one as it still a pink&green theme but hey, can't help the fact im a hardcore soft pink and pale green girlie (•؎ •) i have this idea based off this one tweet meme i saw couple months prior (⁠╥⁠﹏⁠╥⁠) sorrryyy but i can't remember the exact account but i think yall know shskssks anyway, let me know what you guys think about this scribble & the new theme, will appreciate all ur kind words <3 that's all, thank you, i love you, reblogs and comments are very much appreciated and happy reading xoxo 🍡

. . . imagine you're on a date, on your very, very first date with a guy you're oh-so in love with, Sakura Haruka. The date went smoothly, he pick you up at your meeting spot, Kotoha's diner, and after that you two ate together. You get to browse all over town, trying dishes and stroll around. It's indeed a fun day.

However, the dual-colored hair boy still can't help but shy away to your touch. You don't mind that he don't want to hug, heck, even pecks, but you wish at least he don't mind holding hands, cling your arm around him or even be at a close proximity.

The date turn sour almost drastically when you subconsciously pull his arm out of excitement because you saw a familiar ice cream van stall, one you'd used to buy but he pull his hand away, and instead tucking it in his pocket.

The entire hour after the incident was a confused Sakura (try to) cheer you up but failed miserably and the date happened to end quickly as time flies. Sakura walk you home, taking short strides behind your almost-slouched figure upfront. His face burn in embarrassment and confusion, not knowing how to act, what to do and what to say.

"... I—"

"We're here." The sudden spoke of words cause him to halt his words into half, poor boy is bewildered because he thought he have more time with you until you both arrived at your home, well, you both did arrived quicker than his (pea) brain can comprehend.

"I'll see you tomorrow, good bye—" Someone can ask previous Sakura if he ever expect this Sakura to do something unexpected, so unexpected he shocked both himself and you and he'd say no but yes, it somehow is happening.

He lean down, almost uncharacteristically to close the gap between you two and seal the night with a kiss, short enough yet still manage to pull your breath away.

"I—"

"Beep, beep. Abnormal heart rate detected." His face almost explode into thousands (millions) shades of red.

[revasserium]

₊‧⁺ WELCOME TO THE NEXT DECADE — and... here we are! the masterlist of my 30 under 30(0) drabble event! thank you everyone for your requests! pls do continue to send them in!!! and i will continue to add more drabbles to this list as i write them! but without further ado, the fics —

baking w/ ume; umemiya, req-ed by @ambiguouslady42

a series of firsts; haruka sakura, req-ed by @peachsukii

hold on tight (and don't let go); kageyama, req-ed by @yogurtkags

cooking w/ kuroo; kuroo, req-ed by @awkwardchick87

sweet nothings; akaashi, req-ed by @fuckinglevi

sugar rush; zayne, req-ed by @skiagrafia

rainy day romance; rafayel, req-ed by @purpleqilinwrites

feeling green; suo hayato, req-ed by @hayatoseyepatch

sleep-less; kuroo, req-ed by anon

a study of hands; kageyama, req-ed by anon

play, fight; zoro, req-ed by @babygurlenthusiast

forever calling; kageyama, req-ed by @mcdonaldsnumberone

— requests still to write: 8

as i said, the event is still far from over, so please, please don't be shy and send in a request, or three!! ٩(ˊᗜˋ*)و ♡

[hxnbi]

⸻ ❀°。❝ SHORT STACK ❞

requested by @kuppuru: furin boys + togame with short reader

pairings. hajime umemiya, hayato suo, haruka sakura, ren kaji, kyotaro sugishita, jo togame x gn. reader (separate)

note: tysm for your request! sorry if it took so long to write, i was suffering with exams but im finally free now. this goes to all my fellow short ppl out there 🫡 i also just wanted an excuse to find these goofy photos of my boys lmao

𝄞 ─ HAJIME UMEMIYA ♪♩ ₊⁺ 𐫱

What do you mean by that? You’re his significant other and that's all that matters! If anything, that only makes you even more adorable!

UMEMIYA's natural inclination to be clingy and protective intensifies tenfold when he's around you. As you often find yourself enveloped in his arms, whether it's at home, out for a walk, or even at a crowded event. He towers over you, using his height—and admittedly effective intimidation tactics, thanks to him being the leader of Furin—to shield you from the world’s troubles. 

"Up we go!" he jokes, effortlessly picking you up from out of nowhere and spinning you around like a merry-go-round carousel.

“Ume?!” you yelp in surprise.

Without realizing it, his face lights up like a neon sign, and he lets out a loud, joyful laugh. You’re so sweet! How could he not adore you?

Umemiya goes into press his lips against your cheek and buries his face in your neck. "You’re my perfect little charm." His laughter and love are almost infectious. 

Umemiya’s protectiveness doesn’t just stop at physical proximity, but extends to every aspect of your life. He’s always looking out for you, making sure no one dares to mess with you (not that anyone with a half-functioning nervous system would, anyway). Your height didn’t matter and will never matter to him, not when he sees you as his perfect partner and his other half, just the way you are.

𝄞 ─ HAYATO SUO ♪♩ ₊⁺ 𐫱

Without a doubt in my mind, SUO's a person who's all for teasing you. In fact, he revels in it. Even after calling the relationship official, Suo’s playfulness doesn’t stop. Rather, it only increases with time. Suo is all for teasing you about your height, flaunting his own height difference with that characteristic closed-eye smirk of his.

“Oh dear, do you perhaps need help?” he teases, pointing at something on a high shelf with one hand while the other resting at his back. “Would you like me to get you a ladder?” he asks 'kindly,' making you deadpan.

Suo finds your petite stature irresistibly cute, and he never misses a chance to remind you of it. But, to the surprise of nobody, like everything else in his life, he’s not as shamelessly open about it in public as opposed to in private. Rather, I see Suo bringing your height up when you least expect it, in hopes of getting a reaction from you recorded in his mind.

Though his teasing is always good-natured, Suo knows your boundaries well. He can tell when you're uncomfortable, especially around others. That alone is enough to make Suo's usual mischievous brows furrow, and he stares down whoever dares to cross the line, especially when he's around. His protective instincts kick in without hesitation. That, despite his constant banter, it’s clear that he adores you deeply, his eyes filled with warmth and affection so unlike his public persona that he discloses to the world.

𝄞 ─ HARUKA SAKURA ♪♩ ₊⁺ 𐫱

Okay, and? What about it? Who the fuck cares? He’ll just deal with anyone if they even dare to give you shit about it. SAKURA's nonchalant attitude towards your height is evident. He couldn't care less what others think, and he's ready to put anyone in their place if they dare to give you any trouble about it.

"If anyone has a problem with your height, they’ll have to deal with me," he barked, a protective arm around your shoulders. "And trust me, they won't like it.”

Nirei and Suo could only deadpan in unison seeing this. ‘He’s just a big softie…’ they both thought.

Regardless, his feelings for you don’t change. Sakura has also been through a lot. The people who berated and made fun of him due to things he didn’t have control over—his unconventional appearance—why do they care? Why should someone ever care? He understands how it feels to be judged for superficial reasons and is fiercely protective of you because of it. As for you? You felt warm, knowing he always has your back. 

Your height has nothing to do with who you are as a person, and he’s learning that, step by step. He’s always ready to defend you, ensuring you never have to go through the pain and ridicule he did, and not just because of your height, something you never had a peace or sovereignty over. Perhaps, he sees a bit of himself in you.

𝄞 ─ REN KAJI ♪♩ ₊⁺ 𐫱

Doesn't treat you any differently. And why should he? Is there some kind of top-secret reason that he's unaware of? Why should such a thing as height matter in his relationship? Dude grills his vice-captain Kusumi to get the full story, until he realizes that there is none. Tch, do you think he cares about bullcrap like that? Well suck it up, you shouldn't and never have to worry about such an outrageous thing.

KAJI continues to be his calm and composed self (when he isn’t blasting music until his ears bled), offering you the same level of respect and affection as always. Because, after all, "Why would your height change anything about how I feel?" he scoffed, putting back his headphones and closing the conversation right there, making you crack a smile at how matter-of-fact he was. 

Kaji’s grounded nature makes you feel secure. Height, weight, appearance, all those superficial aspects of a person doesn’t matter to him. It never did, because you never judged him for how he was. All he's doing is returning the favour to the one he one he loves, nothing more.

…So why are you looking at him with those sparkling eyes like he just found a cure for cancer?

𝄞 ─ KYOTARO SUGISHITA ♪♩ ₊⁺ 𐫱

SUGISHITA is in the same boat as Kaji, and, in actuality, it’s even more pronounced, as, while Sugishita doesn’t say a word, he’s quietly observant. Your height is just another characteristic to him that he loves in you, nothing that affects his feelings or how he treats you.

He is but a silent trooper that stands at your side.  Admittedly, it gets funny at times, seeing the difference in height between you and Sugishita, apparently especially when walking side by side. But he doesn’t mind. To him, your height is just another thing that makes you uniquely you. And all with a stoic grunt and a subtle smile that he tries to hide, but the hearts in his eyes don’t disappear with such that. 

“They’re so cute, aren’t they? You just have to show it!!” Umemiya says. And show it, he does.

The way Sugishita pats your head and cheeks, similar to how Umemiya would to the same to him, is his way of expressing affection—all in the most awkward way possible, as Sakura would scoff while the trio of Suo, Nirei, and him would from a distance. 

“...The hell is he doing? Does he treat them like a puppy or something?"

“S-Sakura-san!! Y-You might want to—”

All Sugishita would see was red, and it wasn't just from Suo's hair. "YOU—"

But don’t let that fool you. The end was anything but pleasant, as yet another chair became a victim of Sugishita’s wrath, and was broken that exact day, much to the dismay of Umemiya. 

𝄞 ─ JO TOGAME ♪♩ ₊⁺ 𐫱

TOGAME's initial reaction to your height is one of surprise, with the way he would stare and drill holes into your skull, genuinely amazed at how someone could be so short and yet so oblivious, like you didn’t have a care in the world. But his curious stare quickly transforms into admiration. At first, you really thought that he was judging you, from the way his eyes would stare down at you for seemingly uncomfortable amounts of time, but to Togame, it was nothing more than fascination. You were so petite (to him), to the point of being even adorable… 

Togame ran his fingers through his locks of hair. Shit, if you ever knew.

His best friend Choji is a bit on the shorter side, sure, but you? You were like some kind of tiny sprite. Unbeknownst to you, he finds your petite stature almost endearing in a way. And unintentionally or not, takes it as an opportunity to be even more attentive and caring over you. Togame’s affection is shown through his actions, whether it's reaching for items you can’t, or holding your hand protectively in crowded places. Whether it’s out of a sense of curiosity or if he truly loves you, one thing is clear, he can't help but show his affection in every little gesture.

©hxnbi. comments, reblogs, and likes are always appreciated ♡

[piichuu]

♡ SAY IT BACK - WIND BREAKER

WHEN YOU DON’T SAY “I LOVE YOU” BACK

FEATURING: umemiya hajime, suo hayato, togame jo

WARNINGS: fluff, gn!reader

UMEMIYA HAJIME

“bye baby, i love you!” he yells all the way from the hallway as he opens the door to leave, giving you the best opportunity to joke around with him. “bye!” you yell back, aware of those three words that you skipped, knowing it will most likely cause him to stay home for a few more minutes, just to hear them.

it’s difficult to hold back laughter when he walks into the living room with furrowed eyebrows and a pout on his lips. he drops his bag onto the wooden floor and sits down beside you on the couch. “you forgot to say something,” he mutters, staring straight into your eyes. but you only shrug your shoulders. “what? i said everything i want to say.”

he sighs and cups your cheeks, never ending the staring contest between you two. “say it back, say that you love me or i won’t be able to function for the rest of the day. i will literally die if you don’t say it,” umemiya doesn’t hold back and this causes the giggles you’ve been holding in to fill the room before you put your hands over his and smile softly. “i’m sorry, i love you so so so much ume, and i hope you have the best day at work.”

hearing this immediately causes a large smile to spread over the majority of his face. he peppers a few kisses onto your lips before jumping off the couch and grabbing his bag as he is now almost late for work. “i love you most, baby!”

SUO HAYATO

“you should sleep now, we have to wake up early if we want to go on that trip tomorrow,” suo mumbles while brushing his fingers through your hair. your leg is resting over his hip while the hand of his that isn’t working on your hair, lies perfectly around your waist to keep you even closer. “but i want to talk to you more,” you mutter with your face pressed against his chest.

he chuckles lightly and hums. “we can talk all day tomorrow, but i don’t want you to be sleep deprived, so at least try to sleep,” you sigh but eventually nod your head, closing your eyes in the process. “goodnight darling, i love you,” he says while placing a kiss to the crown of your head.

“goodnight,” his eyes grow wider for each second that passes and he doesn’t hear those three lovely words leave your mouth. the two of you are used to exchanging those words right before sleep, but what is suddenly so different today? “are you mad at me?” suo asks, growing slightly worried that he might have said the wrong thing earlier.

you open your eyes at that and look at him, not being able to keep the prank going when he seems so worried that he might have done something. “i love you,” he smiles when finally hearing it and pulls you impossibly closer. “good…”

TOGAME JO

“what’s wrong?” he asks when you stay quiet after hearing him say “i love you.” it’s not uncommon for him to say it every once in a while, but your heart certainly beats a few miles an hour when he says it to you while holding you close in the kitchen where the two of you have been busy cooking dinner for the past half an hour.

“hm? nothings wrong, jo,” you smile softly while leaning your cheek against his chest. but he doesn’t let you get away that easy as he continues pressing. “then why aren’t you saying it back, hm? are you trying to leave me hanging?” you giggle at that, hearing how almost desperate he is to hear you say it back.

“i love you, jo,” you finally say it and he visibly breathes out a sigh of relief, almost as if he was worried about the fact that he didn’t get to hear those words immediately. but he quickly recovers and ends up doing the finishing touches to the food before ruffling your hair. “you’re a piece of shit sometimes, i hope you know that,” jo says. “you love me though.” “yes i do.”

[heartkaji]

★ REN KAJI + BOYFRIEND TEXTS ?!

synopsis ꣑ৎ : random texts with kaji as your boyfriend ⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩

notes ꣑ৎ : had to make my own kaji smau cuz yall don’t understand him like i do 😣 enjoy my nonchalant king kaji ‧₊ ᵎᵎ

© ─ heartkaji ; do not steal, copy, edit, translate or reupload

[iid-smile]

bedtime , kaji ren

x fem!girlfriend!reader ! kaji affectionately calls you an idiot, plus him making the reader sleep. secret kissy??! :O

author's note: idek what to put here ngl but this is just cute! i feel like kaji is the kind of guy who would enjoy watching you sleep. not in a weird way, but it makes him feel like you're safe around him yk??? enjoy!

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it's midnight. friday, transitioning to saturday.

you and kaji are just laying in his bed, facing each other. not touching, just facing each other.

his headphones were on, and you could hear the beats of the music, obviously turned down in consideration for your own ears. his eyes were closed but he's not asleep, giving you the perfect opportunity to trace your own all over his face, admiring all of his features. even though he doesn't, you've always found kaji extremely attractive. he's so pretty...

his eyes, always so sharp. his eyebrows, always furrowed at you, especially when you say something weird. and his mouth, oh, his mouth. his lips and teeth combined is the best. the way his lips get all sticky when you smear his lollipop all over before you kiss him, and the way his canines would peak out every time he puts a new sucker in his mouth... he just looks like a puppy in your eyes.

"ren?" you quietly call out to him. he couldn't hear you, but he felt your breath on his face.

he hums as a response, letting you know he was listening. you see how his eyes open slightly, gaze fixed on you. every couple of seconds, he would slightly move his jaw in a way to silently ask if you were going to say something, or if you were just going to say his name again. he was patiently waiting for you to speak.

"take these off.." you say gently, pointing at his headphones.

he takes a second or two to process the request in his mind, before raising his eyebrows in question. he was wondering why he needed to remove them. but he does love you, and if you wanted him to hear you, then he'd do just that. after another second or two, he slowly reaches a hand up and pulls the headphones from his ears, letting them fall around his neck. "why?"

"just wanna enjoy the silence with you." is your reply, and you shift a little closer to him. "and see your pretty face in full."

kaji slowly lifts up a hand and gently smacks your cheek. actually, it wasn't a smack, more like aggressive patting if anything. it was kind of a way of telling you that your statement was stupid, in the most caring way possible. "don't be weird." he mumbles.

"i'm being serious." you pout. he slowly lifts his other hand up to also pat your other cheek. for some reason, you willingly lift your head off the pillow a bit to let it happen.

"well seriously, quit bein' freakin' weird." he says softly. "don't want you to get tired because you're stayin' up all night. i'm not some kind of damn art exhibit."

"could be."

you could see how his face was threatening to turn into a scowl, but it doesn't. "seriously. go to bed. i don't care that you want to look at me or whatever, but i'm not gonna let the idiot i love stay up all night." he says quietly, his eyes narrowing just a fraction more.

somehow, your brain seems to have removed what he said on the start, and specifically focused on those last words. what a way to subtly say "i love you".

"mm..."

"sleep."

"'kay."

kaji very slowly lets go of your cheeks. once he's sure you've listened, he pats your cheek lightly one more time before his hand falls to his pillow once again. "there. that wasn't that hard, was it?" he starts to mumble again, his eyes tiredly watching you. a sigh exits through your nose, and you succumb to your fatigue.

you slept quite well that night, knowing that there's somebody right by your side to protect you, even if it was just nightmares. or did you imagine the part where something pressed against your lips?

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[yueliie]

🎐.お茶 — don't ignore me ft kaji ren

୨ৎ — ↻ SYNOPSIS : how your boyfriend, kaji do to get you to pay more attention to him and not your book?

୨ৎ — ♯ GENRE : fluff, fem!reader, short fic

୨ৎ — ↠ NOTE : this fic is dedicated to my friend, mii @kajibunny I know that I'm really late but I found out that a few days ago was your birthday unless my eyes were tripping me so I wrote this fic with you in mind <33 it's pretty short but next time, it will be longer when it's your birthday again!! no proofread cuz I wrote this is like 30 minutes or so. my first time writing kaji ayee, hope he isn't too ooc? ANYWAYS HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY MII, HOPE YOU ENJOY THIS FIC 🫶

୨ৎ — ♪ REMINDER : reblogs & likes are appreciated, its help to motivate me, thanks for your support~

୨ৎ — ♭ ⁿᵒʷ ᶜᵃˡˡⁱⁿᵍ... : don't ignore me ft kaji ren

It was in the evening when you were staying at home that day, no one was home for the night so it was just you and your boyfriend, Kaji who stayed over to keep you company.

Though he did got your parents' permission but deep down, you know him; he was worried about leaving you on your own at home where there is no one to defend you but of course he won't admit that out loud. You appreciate his thoughtfulness though, it was more than enough to just have him by your side. He always makes you feel safe when he is around.

Ater having some dinner, you soon found yourself sitting down on the couch with a book in hand. You started reading this bl book that you bought a while back and didn't have the time to read it until now, flipping through page to page as you lean your back on the cushions.

That was when Kaji joined you, he was wearing some t-shirt and some loose pants.

"Hey, (name)"

"Mmm...?"

"Is that book interesting?"

"Yeah, pretty interesting"

"Hmm..." He leaned on your shoulder, pressing you against the sofa which you didn't question and keep on reading the book anyways. You were glad that he wasn't one to judge when it's come to your personal interests but after a few minutes passed, he spoke again "Hey, (name)"

"Yeees?"

"Mind if I switch on the TV?"

"Oh, sure, go ahead"

He grabbed the remote control and switched the TV on. You couldn't help noticing him flipping back and forth between music shows and sport shows to which you were confused, nothing really catching his interest?

But then, without a warning, he put his head on your lap.

"What's up?" You turned to look at him, puzzled by his reaction.

He grumbled, averting his eyes from making eye contact with your (colour) ones "Nothing but you're ignoring me..."

Oh lord almighty, is he... what you're thinking he is doing...?

"Kaji..." He immediately put his headphones on to which you bursted out giggling, brushing your fingers through his hair "Aww, baby I'm sorry"

"Shut up" He cursed with his ears turning that familiar shade of light pink.

"Alright alright...I won't ignore you from now on, you have my full attention starting now...yeah?"

"...mhm"

Your boyfriend is still very reluctant on asking for attention openly since it's so embarrassing to do so...please pay more attention to him especially when he is trying his best to express his affection for his sweet girlfriend.

© yueliie 2024. do not steal, copy, repost, edit, translate or use my works.

[stunie]

UMEMIYA’S SHAZAM! — sfw ﾉ fluff ﾉ umemiya hajime x f!reader ﾉ entry for @melon-fodder / bofurin brothel’s music collab!! ﾉ in which a certain white haired stranger comes to you for some help…

Your routine has stayed the same from the day you moved to Makochi. You’d say good morning to Kotoha at 7:30 AM. Eat breakfast at Pothos and enjoy a quick cup of coffee. And by 8:30, you’re already out the door and heading to work.

It’s not every day that a stranger startles you the way this one did. Your headphones are dangling around your neck now, hands lingering over them as you stare back at him. Wide-eyed and taken aback. Your music continues playing, and you can still hear it.

Maybe that’s why you didn’t hear him approach you.

“I really, really need your help!” He sits beside you, hands clasping together to plead. “You heard it, right?”

“Y-you scared me.” Your brows furrow. “My heart’s racing— you shouldn’t run up to people with headphones in and yell for help! I thought you were hurt.”

It seems to dawn on him suddenly. “Oh, you do have headphones in! No wonder you didn’t hear me earlier.” He lets out a sheepish laugh and rubs the back of his neck. “Sorry! I didn’t notice. You look so pretty— I completely missed it.”

You blink. “Me? Pretty?”

“Yeah.” He tilts his head a bit and looks at you. “Pretty.”

He says it so matter-of-factly that you’re not even sure how to respond. “O-oh. Thank you.”

The man in front of you gives you a bright smile at this. A little too wide— as if he’s confused as to what you’re even thanking him for.

“So..” you fiddle with your headphones. “What did you need help with? It sounded urgent.”

“Ah!” He perks up again. “I almost forgot. I really liked the last song that was playing. Did you hear it? I can’t find it..”

“Oh,” you almost laugh at how he’s already forgotten that you had headphones in for the second time that morning. “Sorry. I didn’t hear it. Did you catch any of the lyrics? I can try to guess.. if you want.”

“Eh? You can do that?”

You nod.

“I’ll sing it!” He’s much closer to you now. If he notices, he doesn’t seem to acknowledge it. You start to think he’s just a really oblivious guy, but it’s not a bad thing.

You think he’s cute.

You watch him with a small smile when he clears his throat, humming in thought as he tries to recall the lyrics of the song he heard. “Hm.. okay, okay. I remember.”

“Listen closely,” he smiles. “It goes like… mmmm. mmmm mmm… and I’ll sacrifice!”

Sacrifice? That doesn’t sound like Kotoha’s playlist.

The laugh slips past your lips before you even realize it. It catches you off guard— and the confused look he gives you only makes you laugh even harder. “Sorry, sorry, ah!” You cover your mouth with the back of your hand when it comes back ten times worse.

You’re forced to hunch over the table now. Completely oblivious to the way his eyes widen at how cute you sound. You look even prettier when you’re like this. But he doesn’t need to tell you that, does he?

It’s so obvious. That’s why he was confused earlier. You already know all this, don’t you? Warmth starts creeping up his cheeks the longer you laugh at him, and his lips feel a little wobbly now.

“Hey…” a crooked smile tugs at his lips when you try to apologize through a giggle again. “How mean. And here I was asking for help!”

You weakly slide your phone in his direction. “I think this should be the song…otherwise,” your voice cracks and you take in a sharp inhale to resist the urge to laugh again. “Otherwise I really have no idea.”

“Ah, so you do know! Old Love? By… hm… Putri Dahlia and Yuji. Okay. Old Love. Old Love!” He nods before standing up abruptly. “You’re the best, you know that? Thank you!”

“You’re welcome.” It’s the calmest your voice has sounded in the last two minutes. “Don’t scare other people on your way out.”

He gives you an eager nod before leaving, and you slip your headphones back on. He never even gave you his name, did he? You’re also not entirely certain if he would be taking your advice, but at least this time it wouldn’t be you getting jumpscar—

“Hey!” You almost spit out your food. “No way. I scared you again? You scare pretty easily, huh?”

This time, it’s his turn to start laughing, and you note that this is the third time he’s forgotten about your headphones in the span of fifteen minutes. Not that telling him again would help.

“This is for you. I almost forgot.” He drops a folded piece of paper into your hands. “My number! Oh- you can call me Umemiya.”

He points to the paper. “So you can help me find more songs. I’ll text you the lyrics this time.”

So now he’s expecting you to know what he’s singing over text too. It sounds impossible, but it wouldn’t hurt to try. It’s not like it you would get jumpscared over text, anyway.

[lzlxmuse]

Just a Kiss

sakura haruka × f!reader ▪︎ the way he gets all shy with a kiss makes you want to tease him even more.

contain: suggestive work, shy sakura, reader is a tease.

It started with a simple kiss. Just a peck to his lips when you saw how adorable Sakura was as he grumbled over another loss from the game against you.

A grin emerged as you saw how he still goes all red up to his ears when you kiss him. Just like the first time when you took his first kiss. Still as shy and adorable as ever. Your boyfriend, your Haru.

Seeing him like that made a thought wander into your mind. How red could he get if I pushed him? And so you did it again. You gave him another peck to his lips. This time, your lips stayed flush against his for a while. You felt the heat on his lips transferring to yours before you backed off. Lashes fluttering open, you glanced up to see him even redder than before. Wow!

“Wh–what was that for?” Sakura turned his head away in embarrassment. One of his hands covering his own lips. The other gripped the controller so hard you heard it creaking.

You easily pried it off his hand and placed it down. It would be bad if he actually broke it. It's not cheap at all! The fleeting thought then went away, and your focus came back to him.

“Do I need a reason to kiss my boyfriend?” You tilted your head in an innocent manner, but the curve of your lips betrayed the facade.

You looked at him in silence as he pretended to cough and tried to compose himself. Once he finally managed to meet your eyes and said, “Well, I guess it's fine. But! You gotta tell me about it before! Or else–”

“Or else what?” You parroted back.

“Ugh! Or else… I–I…” Sakura's face started going all red once more.

“Hm?” You waited for his reply.

“Or else I'm gonna get all shy and wouldn't know what to do! Damn it!” Sakura squeezed his eyes shut and finally vomited his embarrassing words out. He had even panted at the end as if he had lost all his breath.

“...Oh, I see.” You replied in a calm manner. Well, as calm as you could fake it. It may be embarrassing for him, but to you, it was basically like a declaration of love. It was his sincere feeling.

You felt your heart going all excited from his sincere words. Well, not just your heart actually. Somewhere down there was also getting excited. You felt it squeezed at nothing before a wet trickle seemed to seep out. Whether it got all excited because of Sakura's sincere words or because of how embarrassed he looks, you weren't sure. Maybe it was due to both.

Taking a deep breath, you leaned closer to him and traced your fingers over his clenched fists. You could feel the raised veins over the back of his skin. You tilted your head a bit to the side and looked up at him. “Then, can I kiss you now, Haru?”

You felt the shiver rising over his skin as your fingers now traced over his tense arms. He knew you only called him Haru when you were excited.

He got all quiet before finally answering with a, “...yes.”

A smile bloomed over your face, and then you closed the distance.

[rae-writes]

Gold #FFD700 — Haruka Sakura

I love him sm, he's so cute || 0.3k || m.list

One could argue that Sakura should be used to acceptance and kindness and friendship since he’s been in Makochi for a few years now. But Sakura would argue back that he doesn’t think he’ll ever get entirely used to it.

And he sure as hell won’t ever get used to the weird, yet…pleasant, fuzzy feeling you make wash over him anytime he simply thinks about you or hears your name— the feeling that only gets worse when you’re actually in front of him (that has made him look like a bumbling idiot on multiple occasions). 

What’s usually a warm fuzziness turns into a buzzing boiling inferno when you get hurt. A blinding screen of red as he absolutely pummeled a guy into the concrete for daring to lay a finger on you— for daring to make you bleed. 

So Sakura made the slimy loser bleed ten fold, completely controlled by his anger until a single word had him coming back. To you.

“Haruka.”

Mismatched eyes snapped to yours, his body moving involuntarily until he was on his knees by your side, checking you over. The sight of red trickling down your temple almost makes him angry again until Sakura catches the smile on your face. “Wh…what’re you smiling for? Don’t tell me your dumbass is concussed…”

Your smile only got bigger as you brushed away hair that had fallen in front of his eyes. “I told you.” 

“Huh?! Told me what?! A-and don’t touch me!” 

“Told you I’d be the closest one to your heart.”

Sakura huffed, arms crossed as he (very reluctantly and red faced) let you patch him up. He was insistent on not needing anyone to care for him, but he couldn’t stop thinking that it was…nice. And you…

“I’m gonna be the one who’s closest to your heart Haruka Sakura. Just watch.” you whispered, like a secret promise. 

His eyes widened, recognizing the words you’d spoken all those years ago, only a few months after he’d arrived in town. That day, hearing it had made him shout out flustered denials and grievances, face flaming red as he waved you off with a ‘yeah, right!’.

Now, though…while his face was very much matching the color of the blood staining both of you, he couldn’t help but let out a disbelieving laugh. “Yeah…you did..”

And maybe..maybe he was finally okay with that.

[voidcat]

togame jo cannot find it in him to refuse when you ask him to accompany you to your friend's city. just as their city is known for the violence and suspicious activity surrounding it; the one you’re currently in shines in contrast— infamously known for inhabiting so many students, the night never comes there, all the places and activities are for those with a young blood.

and you look so happy! giggly and giddy, rushing left and right after your friend as if pulled by them, and dragged by your hand thightly latched onto his, he follows in cue.

it's only the second day and already three in the morning, the streets have gotten quiter but there are still people here and there, he notices. you and your friend shout a bunch of letters in unision, the name of a club? perhaps. he has lost track a while ago already, his attention solely on you.

"come on, jou–" you drag your words, "it'll be fun! just a couple a' drinks an' moving around." "i could really do some moving around." one of your friends interrupts and he can hear it in the poor bastard's noise, they mean it literally, body aching for a good stretch after an entire day of exploring, eating and drinking.

The city is too loud and fast for his preferences but he manages alright, your arm pressed to his side, grounding him before overwhelming sensations can take over.

he obliges without a word, your assurance silent yet clear in your eyes already. when it gets too loud, the lights burning up or the people a bit too much, the two of you just can excuse yourselves and dip out for a bit. it doesn't help his case that all the songs are somewhat dirty, and you are dancing right behind him, so close yet so far away, body barely brushing his. In your element, in your own bubble, unbeknownst to anything else surrounding you; be it the others dancing together, eyes of strangers’ watching the lot of you or how you’re slowly driving his resolve up to a wall.

you mumble something about going to the bathroom and he follows in tow. what self restraint he barely had left is all bu vanished by the time the clear night air hits– early morning? the nights have been of lighter color for the past weeks, and all he can focus on is the chill air and your warm body pressed against his.

"quite the interesting songs you were dancing to." he leans in with a loopsided smile when you look a bit better to stand on your own, balancing himself with one arm against the wall and you right before him.

"really?" your voice comes low, "haven't noticed." you lie with a smile, leaning further into the wall.

"if the offer still stands, i'd like to take my chance." togame says, slowly dragging his free hand by your waist. he really hopes he heard the lyrics right in the midst of all that, else, well, it's not like you'd poke fun at him forever for it, but the embarrassment would stick with him for weeks.

letting your eyes close at the sension his hand creates for you, you focus on his touch– soft, faint and burning. when you meet his gaze, you are smiling, looking at him in a way he can only describe as sultry.

"for you? always."

as soon as the words leave your mouth, he closes the distance in an instant, lips latched onto yours, body pressing you further into the wall until there is no space left.

[kaq3yma]

𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐎𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐄 ft sakura haruka

syn: in which you spend a day in his home, taking care of your sick-boyfriend.

⸻ contains: very slight hurt to comfort.

qeena's brief note: can you tell? that im really bad with synopsis TvT i need to improve everything including my synopsis so help me huweeeeee and YESSSS i change my gifs lol idk why i did this but hm i think i'll change it back if i prefer the old ones ৻( •̀ ᗜ •́ ৻) BEHSBSKSHSJS ANYWAY.... this time, a good ole fic for my koochie koo baby sakura haruka 👅 that's all everyone, thank you, i love you, reblogs and comments are very much appreciated and happy reading xoxo 🩷💚

"He's a monster." Sakura was used to this, getting picked on, belittled, and criticised for something he didn't ask to born with. Well, at least he thought he was used to this but no, because if so, why does this stinging pain aching inside his heart hurt so much? The pain was a heavy weight on his shoulder making it impossible for him to stand up straight. He keep on looking down, not bothered to look up, even if he didn't, he's sure all eyes on him, on his weird hair.

"̸͉̭̎̇Ḩ̸̡̙̜̞̱͎̘̻́̃̔̓͐͂͑̑͘͠ế̴͇̽͆͊͑͑̈́͠'̸͕͇͍̺̗̭̱̠̘̬̀̋̂̅̚͝ş̷̜̹̺̜̀̋̒͊͘͝ ̶̬͉͎̮̯̩̿̀a̶̟̹̰̩̘͋̄͆͑͋̈́̅̕̚ ̴̨̦̖̗̦̓̃̔͐̀́́̆̒f̵̡̢̛͇͕̮̤̳̱͌̊̚͜ŗ̶̢̪̠͉̳͕͔͍̾͌͊̊̉̈́̓͘ḙ̶̢̡͖̯͈͇̹͖̇ͅą̵̨̫̠̳̮̞͈̀́͑̌͐͒͂̍͗̑k̷̹̟̫̗̐̊́́͗̋̈́̈͂̍.̵̧̧̩̖͚̟̋̈͐̉̾̉͜ͅ"̴̟̽́̈́̿̉̌̓̒̔͠

̷̴̡̡̨̘̝͈͉̦̼̳͎͎͇̣̑̂̂͆̃̃̈̉̌̔͠"̷̧͗̂͋̑̔̎G̴̡̫̪̣̳͙̘̫͔̈͛̆̐͘ó̴̲̇̽̓́̾͐͠͝ ̵̧̪͙̝̣̰̘͉̪̦̐̔͆̽̿̒̉̈́̓̚a̵̞̝͍̮̬͙̗̿̓͋̅͐̈̋̽̌ẅ̶̤̠̱́̓̏̇͛̄̇͘ͅa̷̯̻̥̰̯̍̃͋̓̏̃̋ÿ̵̩ ̸̜̏̅́̽̓̈̈̈́͘͠m̴̻͚̉̓̽͆̾ǫ̴̛̘̇́̑̂͜n̶̻̤̖̞̯̗͎̣̺͒͂̂̑̽̑͝ś̵̥̹̮͎̫̜̣̈́̆̒͘t̶̥͈̩́̎̈́̍̿͋̀̆̕͝e̸̡̢̪̎̿r̴̨̯͈͖͎̻̦̃͋̂̾̃̃̀͘͠,̷̫̳̭̄̄̀ ̷̻̹̖̟͉͎͔͛̚ļ̵̟̯̱̜͙̜̹͈̽̂͋̓e̴̦̻̳͂͐̒̈́̄̉͘a̵̻̙͓͙̐̓̿͛̎͋̽̓͝ͅv̴̩̜̠̅͆́̑̊̏͑́͘e̶̦̫̻̞̦͖̩͈͖̎͛̇͒̀̄̀̿ͅ ̸̢̛͓̼̣̻s̶͖̙͈͐̽̐̎͆̚c̸̩̱̠̝̤̣̻̿̈̂ḩ̵̧̧̥̯́̔͌̾̕ͅo̴̟̘̻̫̟̰̪̹̬̊̀͆͂̄́͒̓͠͝o̴̞̩͌̕͜l̸̖̝̹̤̮̮̋̄̍͌̚!̸̰̻́"̴͇̩̟̗͖̭͓͓̅̿͋͆̄͆̆̑͜͜͝

̷̸̗̥̜͎̖̹̝̬̔̿̃͐̔̏͑̎̑͑́̐̍̚̕͝"̵̨̢̯̠͉͉͚̳̖͍̎̿̋̓͆̽̈͠Y̵̧͇̳̤͙̗̪͚͍͓̅̀͘o̵̫̫̊͐ų̸̡̮̹̣̮̱̔̇̓͘ͅ'̸̳̻͍́̆̉͌̉̒̕̕ȓ̸̡̢̰̰̭̫̗̐̽͜e̶̹̥͒͌̌́̾̿̓͋͝ ̴̼̝̈́̌̽̂́́͠ṃ̶̩̖̲͓̊̿̃ã̴̱͇͈̠̲̖̣ķ̴̡̼̜̘̞̘̤̎̎̿̾͂̆̀̈́̌į̴̢̡͍̦̭̜̰̮͌̈́͆͐͌̿̿̔̾͜͝n̴̡̧̩̼̖̣̣̚͜͠g̵̛̮͓͈̯̪̞̍̿͒̆͆͜͝ͅ ̷̧͓̮͔͙̗̈͝p̸̐̾̀̾͋̃̓͐͜é̵̥̞̦̞̒̔̅ͅo̴̤̯̮͚̝̝̦̦͉̳̊̓̆͆͝p̶̧͖̫͍̥̹̊͒́̋̃l̵̡͚͚̘̥͈̜̭̒́e̷̢̦̻̒͂͝ ̷̦̣̪̖̍͑̅̅̃̚͘u̵̞̣͈̲̭̗͛̏̑n̴͙͇̪̩̥̻̙̜͆̋̔͂̓̈̒̕ͅͅc̷̛̤̪̯̠̻̔͂͂̊͘͘o̴̙̘̦͇̘̞͗̎̂͆̽̕͜͠͝ṃ̴̣̟̘̣͓͛͂̓͆͠f̵̡̝̖̬͖̟̣̼̻̈́̓̕o̶̡̩̣̙̟̬̤͇͈̽͊̒͂̑͐̑͜͝r̸̡̺̲̼̬̻̰̹̹̬̊̿̉̾͊̍̽͠t̶̲͒̑͝a̶̧̛͙̾̇̐̈́͝͝b̴̧̪̳̔̈̉̐͗͋͠͝͠ĺ̴̡̨͚̳̂̍̈́́̏͒̋ḙ̶̪̮̗͕̺̻͋̈́̿̾̕͝ͅ,̵̨̯̒́͌̽́͊̋ ̸̝̂͂͒̆̚͝Ṡ̶̥͈͔̺͈̎̐͒́a̷̡̰̤̪͚̟͇͇̟̍́͒͊̇̚͘͝ͅk̴̛̙̭̙̳͍͕̺̋́̃͛u̶̺̔̽̀̍̇̇̑͝r̴̢̢̭͖̗̝̣̳̬͛̓̉͛ą̶̢̛̯̖͎̙͕̹͆̓̂̒̃̚

"̴̢̛̋̀̇L̴̺̚ḝ̵͔͔͋̓̍͐͜ͅȁ̶̧̘̜͍̯̖̼̪̟̀͐̇̅̏̿̎̉v̶̧̟̻̭̙̭̬̜̺͕̓̃̀͝͠ę̴̫̙̰͇̦̱̝̯̀͑́̄͘͝ͅ ̴̧̛̛̙̺͎͈̄o̷̤̒̈͠u̸̧̫̥̲͕͊͌͂̌͌͊̚̕͠r̸̨͉̪̩̲̙͉̞̂̽͜͝ ̸̨̪̹͎͚̩͉̹͂̄̔͛̍̈̽̍͘͜t̷̘̯̟͙̰̗͇̩̃̂́͛ơ̷̲͋̃̃̆̓w̴̢͔͍͙̩̜̹͓̪̆̏̋̋̅͆n̵̝̯͊͊͝,̵̜͈̭͍̳̖̾̐ ̸̼̠̬͎͈̩̻̓̆̔͐̌͋m̴̛̪̬̲̙͓̪̝̃̾̓̅̄͘͘o̸̠̪͚̫̤̺̬̿̈́n̶̢̹̹͓̞͓͊͋̉͋̾s̸̡̼͚̣̫͎̘͓͋̂̎͛̓̌̓t̴̛̘͙͓̝̦͈͙̪̣͗͒̉̆̅̽͗͝é̸̳̲͔̹̤̳͈͛̆̈̋͜͠͠ṙ̶̡̙̜͔̬͉͎̦͑́́̐̀̂̀͊!̴͈̘̻̹̮̱̘͎̺̾͗́̒̌̍̾̄̓͠"̸̧̯̩̮̠̬́̃̆́̿̏

The words plague in his mind was like a swarm of dark thoughts, multiplying and buzzing in his head, infecting every thought and feeling, turning the world into a twisted and distorted version of reality. He tries to bring his feet further from them but he can't. His feet brought to a sudden halt, he try to run, to pace away from them but he's unable to. Alas, his knees buckle beneath him and he fell down. He's in a void, pitched-black and mute. He can't make out any sound and it's suffocating.

He tries to get up, in search of light, but he fall back down. Terrified, he close his eyes and uncharacteristically, he feel tears prickling beneath his sockets "Help..." He muttered, planting his face down to himself.

"...Ru, Haru." He stir awake, heavy pants in between his rapid exhales and inhales. He look around the room, relieved to realized that it was all a dream. Turning his head down from looking at the leaked ceiling, he saw you, sitting beside him with food and basin with cloth. That's right, he's sick...

You put both the basin and the food down, settling them beside him and sat down in front of him "Are you alright? Are you having a bad dream." The dual-colored hair male turn away, face flushed in embarrassment "As if, bad dreams are childish." You chortle lightly at his remark, knowing it was nothing but a prideful bluff.

"I got you food, would you like to eat it?" Sakura is never one to be comfortable with 'help'. He thought it'd be an absolute burden for a person to take care of someone but after meeting you, he had learnt how to lean onto people, to find solace, especially in you.

He let you place the plate of food on his covered lap, getting him a clean set of utensil and a can of drink "I also got you medicine, make sure you take them, alright?" He kept a poker face but he internally freak out. Why does he have to consume medications? Won't he be just fine with sleeping and enough food to eat? He would never consume it-

"Open your mouth, Haru. It's just one pill." He purse his lips tight, sealing them so you cannot put the pill inside his cavern "Never-" You pop the pill and you watch him pace around the room, acting like he's choked. He grab his drink and drank everything in a go.

"Are you trying to get me kill?!" His eyes widen, bed hair sprung out and face red in humiliation. You stare at him, eyes wide and mouth gape "You're funny!" You laughs, and he can't help but blush even harder. Be glad he's wearing a shirt or else you can see his frustration down his neck to his upper back.

The situation died down after a few moments, Somehow, Sakura managed to cool down his flustered face before taking his place back under his futon to lie down and rest. All whilst you're sitting beside him, accompanying him throughout the day.

"You're still hot so I'm gonna need to put wet cloth on your head." He agreed to it, reluctantly, still a bit skeptical for some reason. But he closes his eyes, letting you take care of him as you please until he feel cold water dripping down to his hair.

He jerk up, body shuddering like a startled cat "Hey, what are you doing?!" He hissed, running his hand through his hair aggressively to get the water access out "That will help subside the cold, Haru!" You pull him down, forcing him to lie down while you wet his hair "Just, stay still." You fold the wet cloth after dipping it inside the lukewarm contained basin and drape it over his head "Done." He opens one eye, squint in to look at you.

You look down, eyes meeting with his yellow and blue grey-like irises. You didn't say anything, just simply staring at him and he can feel his eyes soften beneath your overwhelming gazes "T-Thanks..." He finally said, look away to avoid your eyes.

"I'm always here, Haru." Your hand clasp with him at that moment and he tensed up, startled by your sudden affection but not that he mind, he close his eyes, quietly hoping this time he'd dream of you instead.

𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓 is open. all rights reserved goes to @kaq3yma on tumblr.

[hsakuras]

GLIMPSE | H. SAKURA

cw: possessive(yandere?) sakura, soulmate au, cunnilinugs, cream pie, fingering, kinda yandere towards the end, ooc sakura, bubbles give you a blurry glimpse into your soulmate’s world, fem! reader, mentions of male masturbation

a/n: this is extremely self indulgent.

Sakura thinks that the world must hate him. He was already an outcast in his previous town, pushed away by people without being given a fair chance but when he moved to Makochi he would get a new start, a guarded one, but new nonetheless. 

He believes the world has to hate him because the first time he saw bubbles floating by with glimpses of someone else’s life, your life, he thought he was officially going crazy. 

His first year, his friends explained the concepts of soulmates and the bubbles that would float in your mind or would float by if children were playing with them to catch small glimpses of other people’s soulmates. It would make the kids gush and laugh, blushes growing on their cheeks as they continued to run. 

The second bubble floated by on his way to school. He saw you, well– more like he heard you. 

The bubble floating by contained your laughter, so uplifting and sweet it caused him distress. He popped it, heart aching because he didn’t think that he would already have a soulmate so young. 

He meets up with Suo and Nirei later that day, explaining the bubble. When he looks up at both his friends they are giving him soft smiles, congratulating him on seeing the very first glimpse of his very own soulmate. 

“It’s not something everyone gets at our age, usually we’ll get teasing glimpses as children but nothing concrete enough to remember” Nirei says. 

For the first time he wanted something more than just to live in peace, he wanted to share his time with you, he hadn’t even met you yet but he knew he had to have you, keep you close to him so no one could steal you away. 

He deserves this. 

He’s gone through so much. 

He deserves you. 

His face would go beet red when images would float by in bubble in his mind of your walk, your bedroom, your shopping spree, your fucking morning routine for crying outloud! 

He didn’t know how to handle it, surely the universe made a mistake. You seem so put together and social, easily trusting and like a light no matter where you go. The complete opposite of someone like him who has difficulty trusting even those who have proven themselves to be trustworthy. 

He mentions this to Kotoha once, after getting teased to no end she tells him that soulmates aren’t a mistake. 

“Sometimes they’re exactly the people we need so we learn to be a little bit more like them.” Her voice is gentle as she pours Sakura’s coffee. 

He doesn’t mention you to her after that 

-

During his second year, the most memorable glimpse of you for him would be the bubble that floated by of you laughing, twirling in your room in your new dress. It woke him up out of a dead sleep, face flushing furiously reaching his ears because he thought that you were beautiful. 

That same year, he got to see your face. It was unclear, moving in the bubble passing by from one of the neighborhood kids playing, he followed it for a moment, heart aching when it slowly sank in front of him. Your blurry smile in the bubble, his eyes widening before it pops. 

-

His third year, he gets the most heartbreaking glimpses of you possible. He sees your anger, your frustration and ultimately can hear the cry of a betrayal over some asshole that led you on.It fills him up with so much hatred and an overwhelming urge to protect you, it makes him more determined to find you. 

A few weeks later, he gets another scene in a bubble, he can hear you and your parents arguing. You’re explaining you’d like to move to Makochi, it’s a great town, and cozy. You could start a business. You’re raising your voice the louder that your parents get, standing firm in your argument that your parents do not paint the path of your future for you. 

He can hear your father calling you delusional and your mother talking you down. It breaks his own heart and for the first time in a long time, Sakura cries. 

-

The next year he doesn’t get very many bubbles, he thinks that you might have fallen in love with someone else, Nirei’s explanation of the decreasing bubbles echoing in his mind. 

“It’s just speculation though,” Nirei reassured, “You’ll probably meet her soon.”

He’s too scared to get his hopes up again, he wonders if the argument with your parents eventually won you over and you chose the path that they had laid out for you. He’s used to this, the disappoint, when he dares to want something or to get curious about something it’s ripped out of his hands before he can really enjoy it. 

He decides this is fine, it wouldn’t stop him from living his life the way he wants. 

-

He’s out late at night during a random summer day, walking back towards his little apartment ignoring the commotion going on at a bar down behind him when he hears your laugh. 

He whips his head around only to see you, the real you, laughing at some drunkard that fell. 

“It’s what you get for following me!” You yell, turning back to continue your walk. Pretty dress on and heels in your hands when you stop mid walk, eyes widening and silence between you both before you smile at him. 

You take a few steps forward, closing the distance between the two of you until you’re so close you can feel the heat of his body against yours. 

“Hi Haru” you say, your voice gentle and so sweet when he hears you say his nickname. It’s like a punch in the gut and he’s so fucking dizzy he can’t see straight, it’s really you. 

“H-hi,” the words are stuck in his throat, “you’re uhm–you’re here.”

No, those aren’t the words he wants to use, he wants to call you breathtaking, wants to hug you, and keep you all to himself because this is the only thing that life has given him and has actually kept its promise. 

“Yes, I’m here.” you confirm, he doesn’t know what comes over him. He’s cupping your face so gently like you’re one of the bubbles that will pop if he touches you a little too rough. You lean into his touch. 

“I saw you when my siblings would play with bubbles and in my dreams,” you say, wrapping your arms around him, eyes shutting when you make contact with him and relaxing when you feel him wrap his arms around you back. 

“I’m sorry it was so hard for you, Haruka. I saw– I saw everything,” he feels like there’s a lump in his throat and he swallows harshly, “I’m so happy I found you.” You say, not pointing out how you can hear the small sniffles coming from him. 

“Yeah,” he breathes, “I’m so happy I found you too”

-

He leads you back to his apartment, quick to finally kiss you. It’s sloppy and overwhelming his tongue and teeth clashing against yours at a desperate attempt for him to mold his soul with yours.

When he pulls away from you, you’re both panting and spit covers your lips with a string of saliva still connecting the two of you before he goes in for another kiss. He cradles your skull in his hold, tongue slipping into your mouth with a little more finesse this time. 

He kisses you against the wall of the entryway of his apartment, slotting his knee in between your legs and he has to breathe to not cum in his pants at the feeling of your warm, wet pussy on his leg, the only thing in the way is your panties.  

“Fuck” he pants into your mouth, hands finding the hem of your dress and traveling up your legs to cup your ass before he’s picking you up and carrying your to his bedroom. He’s gentle when he lays you down, pulling his shirt over his head before delving back to claim your mouth. 

“Haru-” you breathe, unable to get another word in because being with Sakura meant that you had to accept all of him. It was a lot, the years of pent up loneliness and need to feel loved surfacing in that moment. His mouth was on your neck, kissing, biting and sucking into all of your sweet spots as if he’s done this his whole life. 

He sits up, looking down at your disheveled state from just kissing him. 

“I heard that sometimes you can control what your soulmates see,” his voice low and gravely, “mind telling me why I would see how you’d touch yourself?” 

He pushed the hem of your dress up and the top pulling it down to reveal your tits to him. His mouth automatically watering at the sight before taking one of your nipples into his mouth, fingers hooking into the waistband of your panties when he releases your nipple with a pop. 

“I saw it before they stopped showing up more frequently. I could hear how fucking desperate you sounded, how needy you were.”

He pulls your panties down your legs, flinging them into the corner of the room somewhere. His fingers make quick work of his belt, slowly unbuttoning and unzipping his pants to reveal his cock, hard and leaky. 

“It was the last one I saw, you know.” He pushes his pants down further, his socks coming off as well before he adjusts you on the bed and helps you out of your dress, leaving you completely naked under him. 

“I thought you found someone else, I got so fucking angry I wanted to find you and lock you away.” he laughs, watching your reaction as he takes your hand and wraps it around his cock. 

“I never sent you ones like these because I didn’t know that I could.” he squeezes your hand in his, showing you the pace he likes and covering his shaft in his own precum. 

“I used– fuck–I used that image of you to fuck my fist to you over and over again and it was never enough.” his voice is lower, face flushes a furious red that spreads down to his chest and ears. 

“See how you got me, baby?” He smirks, leaning back down to kiss you, it’s slow this time sensual when he uses his tongue and has your thighs clenching. He kisses down your neck, nipping and biting at the area of your collar bone and sucking a hickey on your tits before he’s face to face with your pussy. 

“She needs me.” his voice is stern, you wonder if the glimpses of him where he was so shy and overwhelmed were just fragments of who he used to be, it’s hard to imagine him being that way now. 

He takes to fingers to spread your folds, cooing at how wet you are. 

“She wants a kiss” he says it so quick you barely register it before his lips or sucking at your clit, your back arching and shifting your weight into his mouth, he releases your clit, finger finding it and playing with it, drawing small circles that have you twitching in his hold. 

He flattens his tongue, licking a stripe up your cunt before delving inside tongue in your whole and he groans, deep and primal bucking his hips into the bed and dripping more pre. 

“Haruka,” you sigh, fingers finding his hair and tongue, eyes so intense looking at the way you pout and struggle. 

He comes up, smirking at you, “yeah, baby?” 

He inserts a finger, mouth back on your clit as he crooks his finger upwards finding the spot that has your moans changing in pitch and really writhing against his face. He works up a good pace, muscles in his arm going taut and how he finger fucks you. 

He comes up, not losing his pace as he kisses you again forcing you to taste yourself on his tongue. 

Your eyes are glazed over and you really truly wonder if you have the right guy but who else has his hair or eyes colors? He has you seeing stars when he speeds up his pace, inserting another finger and laughing, actually laughing when he feels the spot he’s been looking for. 

“Want to see her cum, baby.” He coos, pace unrelenting as you weekly grab onto his wrist and protest that the feeling is too much and that something else is coming. You warn him, voice trailing up an octave as he takes you over the edge, vision tunneling when you squirt all over his arm. You’re panting when he pulls his fingers out of you, adjusting you so that he’s between your legs. 

He takes his arm covered in your arousal and brings it up to his mouth licking up to his wrist before lining his cock up with your entrance. 

“Did you let anyone in here raw?” he asks, tapping the head of his cock waiting for your answer. 

It’s hard to keep up with him when his demeanor can change so quickly, you nod your head no feeling the head of his cock tease at your entrance, his hands taking hold of your thighs to push them against your chest, your legs hooking on his shoulders. 

“Good. I’m the only one, you hear me?”

He’s inching himself forward, groaning at the feeling of your tight cunt wrapped around his dick. 

“Fuck– relax, yeah? I’m here, baby.” He draws soothing circles on the back of one of your thighs, bringing his hips back and forward working himself in slowly. 

“Haruka, you’re so long,” you pant, trying to make sense of the feeling of his cock head against your cervix and how he stretches you out. 

He doesn’t comment but it makes him groan, his weight shifting on your as he brings his hips down against yours, he gets harder when he hears skin slapping against skin and when his balls touch your ass. 

“Has anyone ever cum in you?” 

Your eyes widen and that’s all the answer he needs. 

“I’ll be the first then. I’ll fill you up and paint your insides so everyone knows your mine. You hear me?” 

His pace speeds up, eyes not knowing where to focus as he fucks you, losing himself in your pussy because, god, this is the best feeling ever. Your warmth around him and arousal dripping down his balls is what he was missing. 

For the first time in his life he’s thankful for whatever higher being is out there, he’s thankful he found you. 

He leans back a bit, seeing a base of white around the base of his dick and you moan when his thumb finds your clit. 

“Sorry, you’re so hot, I won’t last long. I need you to cum with me, okay?” 

You nod your head, dumbly too lost in the pleasure of his cock and the friction of his thumb against your clit. 

It doesn’t take long for the two of you to reach your climax, he fills your insides with his cum and your comment about how warm it is sends him reeling and twitching against you. He collapses on the bed next to you, pulling you close to him. 

“Between you and I, I would lock you up where no one but me could see you and no one would know.” He says it so casually you think it’s a joke, so you laugh.

He’s not kidding. He smiles back at you though, pressing a kiss to your temple.

As he’s cleaning you up he does think about taking you away for real. If he could get away with it, he would. He can’t afford to lose something so precious.

[hxnbi]

⸻ ꗃ dreaming you

₊˚❀ synopsis: their reaction to you falling asleep on them ₊˚❀ pairings: choji tomiyama, umemiya hajime, hayato suo, haruka sakura, jo togame, akihiko nirei x gn. reader (separate)

CHOJI TOMIYAMA | 兎耳山 丁子 ─ ❀ °.⁺ ♡

Oh? You’re sleeping? On him? Well, that’s all the invitation CHOJI needs to snuggle up right beside you and sleep with you, cuddling up as close to your side as possible. But that nap of yours would eventually come to a stubborn halt as you later found yourself opening your eyes and left fully awake with a teenage boy clinging onto you akin to a koala latching to a tree for dear life. His warmth and closeness might be startling at first—scratch that, always startling, that unpredictable oaf—but there's something endearing about his unabashed, shameless affection that you can't help but smile at his innocent, childlike need for closeness. 

Choji is a master at acting innocent and harmless, whether intentional or not. Regardless, he can and he will make sure you're wrapped up snugly in his embrace, even if it means you become his personal pillow for the night. But you were already just as smitten, even if it meant you occasionally lost sleep over his enthusiastic cuddling.

HAJIME UMEMIYA | 梅宮 一 ─ ❀ °. ⁺ ♡

Meet clingy boy part two, Hajime UMEMIYA. Similar to that of the likes of Choji, his affection knows no bounds, and he’s not shy about showing it. Your relationship with Umemiya was already very affectionate to the likes of practically any passerby who was unfortunate enough to see Umemiya’s shameless PDA, but seeing you asleep brought out a whole new side of him. Umemiya would immediately whip out a cellphone and snap a quick picture before gently tucking a strand of hair behind your ear and watching you sleep the rest of the time you dreamt. His clinginess reaches new heights as he spends the entire day replaying the moment in his mind, cherishing the memory of your peaceful slumber.

The next day, you would glance at your boyfriend's screen and see the most unflattering picture of you asleep from the day before; capturing your drooling face and bed hair in all its glory, now immortalized as his damn wallpaper. 

"How romantic," you mutter to yourself, rolling your eyes and plotting your revenge with a particularly embarrassing photo of him in mind.

HAYATO SUO | 蘇枋 隼飛  ─ ❀ °. ⁺ ♡

SUO might come off as aloof on the outside, but behind closed doors, he’s a fountain, nay, a geyser of affection. He may not act like it, but he enjoys and revels in the trust you place in him, enough to be able to put down your guard to such an extent that you were able to fall asleep right on his shoulder. His calm exterior melts away almost instantaneously in private, revealing a man who takes immense pleasure in your comfort and happiness.

Suo has sharper eyes than most. His keen gaze caught the subtle shift in the rhythm of your conversation with your fingers entwined with his. He saw that you were on the verge of drifting off. Feeling the gentle slackening of your grip on his hand, he redirected his attention to you, observing as your eyelids drooped with drowsiness, beginning to have nodded off. With a chuckle and soft and gentle smile, right before you fully dozed off, Suo took off his Furin jacket and placed it over you, ensuring you were warm and cozy.

Your subconscious self then cuddled close to it, burying your face in its familiar scent. No one would or could ever lay their hands on that same jacket again. Mark his words. 

HARUKA SAKURA | 桜 遥 ─ ❀ °. ⁺ ♡

The second SAKURA realizes your head is on his shoulder—or heaven forbid his lap—he explodes, both figuratively and quite literally. His face flushes a deep red, and his heart races as if he’s just run a marathon. But in all his frantic, blushing mess, his pride prevents him from moving and disturbing your sleep. In his eyes, nothing is more important than your comfort. So, instead, Sakura sits still and stiff as a statue as he waits for you to wake up. The effort it takes for him to remain motionless is comical to any passerby who has the chance to see the seemingly constipated expression on Sakura’s face. Still, he does it for you and only you, and he is not against anyone who dares to disturb this peace.

“S-Sakura-san! What are you—”

“Be quiet right now or I’ll snap your neck and sew your mouth shut.”

“Ahah… right.”

JO TOGAME | 十亀 条 ─ ❀ °. ⁺ ♡

TOGAME is genuinely shocked when you show him even an ounce of affection, so to have you, locked hands, sitting alone and peacefully on the bench, resting your head on his shoulder, leaves him utterly speechless. Togame nails the intimidating exterior yet is incredibly sensitive, kind, and loving on the inside. His heart races as he slowly takes your body in his calloused, bigger hands and gently places your head on his lap, careful not to wake you. Your body was hardly even moving, and yet he felt warmer than ever when at his side. Perhaps this was what true love felt like…

And so, he sits there, his heart pounding, cherishing the moment of having you so close to him. It didn’t matter if he would feel sore later. All he was concerned about at that moment was you being peacefully asleep right there at his side and no one elses.

AKIHIKO NIREI | 楡井秋彦 ─ ❀ °. ⁺ ♡

NIREI is the polar opposite of Togame when it comes to handling affection, frantic both inside and out when he sees your head resting on his shoulder. If, at that moment, there were an Olympic event for internal freakouts, then Nirei would win first prize in a landslide. His mind races, wondering what he did to deserve such a divine being, choosing him of all people as your significant other. Nirei’s flustered reactions are a mix of disbelief and overwhelming joy. Thus, still in his panic, Nirei remained tense and blushing furiously, afraid to move a muscle in case he woke you, but in his mind, he was running laps of pure happiness and disbelief, wishing that this moment would last forever. 

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[piichuu]

♡ PRETTY FLOWERS - UMEMIYA HAJIME

WARNINGS: fluff, gn!reader

WORD COUNT: 313

“you got them for me?”

umemiya nods his head eagerly as he hands you the bouquet of flowers he bought in the nearest store. “i was going to just buy seeds and plant them in the garden, but it would take so long and i wanted you to have the flowers now, so you’ll have to wait for the best version of them,” his teeth shine bright as he smiles widely, watching as you hold the flowers in your hands.

his own hands are a little bruised from a previous fight during the day, but in his mind, that is long forgotten. now he gets to be home with the love of his life and watch them receive flowers from him. could there be anything better than that?

“did you get into a fight today?”

for only a second, his smile falters, but he’s quick to pick it up. “i did, but it’s fine baby, i’m okay. it’s just a few bruises, nothing more, i swear,” his smile is a little softer now, just like his tone as he tries to reassure you, knowing that you will probably worry until night unless he does so.

he kisses your forehead and ruffles your hair. “don’t worry about it, baby. i made sure not to look too bad when i was gonna come home to you, can’t have you needing to put bandages all over me,” umemiya chuckles, watching as you smile at his joking words, still holding the flowers he spent ages to pick out, wanting the perfect bunch.

“i look forward to seeing the flowers you’ll plant, ume. i’m sure they’ll look even prettier,” you say and hearing that, umemiya can’t help but pull you in for the warmest hug he could ever give. he peppers kisses all over your face, almost losing his breath while doing so. “i love you so much.”

[heartkaji]

ren kaji likes sharks.

it was a shocking discovery you made the day you visited his home. he had photo albums from his childhood hidden away in his bedroom drawers, and when you stumbled upon them he fished the books out of your hands and shut the drawer immediately. when kaji slips away for his nightly shower however, you’re quick to reopen his drawer, phone in hand and more than ready to take as many pictures as possible.

baby kaji is always dressed head to toe in shark patterned clothing.

the first page of the album is a polaroid of four year old kaji in a shark onesie. the second is him playing in the rain with a great white umbrella and hammerhead rain boots. the third is a collage of different moments of seven year old kaji leading up to his eighth birthday, each polaroid decorated with shark stickers and the occasional stingray. you keep flipping and flipping, and you soon make it to a page dedicated to kaji’s tenth birthday : a polaroid of ten year old kaji blowing out candles from a jaws cake with a silly, oversized shark fin hat resting on his smaller head, the front of the cap drooping over his eyes.

“the fuck are you doing ?”

you drop the photo book with a thud. you’re caught red handed and fuck you should’ve been more careful and kaji’s gonna fucking kill you and-

is that a great white shark towel ?

“you like sharks.”

kaji’s cheeks are blood drenched. “the hell are you on about—“

you point to his towel, “you like sharks. oh my god, kaji you like sharks.”

the blood on his cheeks creep up to his ears and it takes everything inside you not to burst out laughing. who would’ve thought big bad wolf ren kaji would be a great white enthusiast ?

“if anyone at furin hears about this you’re done.”

“don’t worry ren, your secret’s safe with me.”

( your secret was in fact not safe with him, and kusumi and umemiya had quite the field day with the new information. )

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a/n : based on a personal hc i have that kaji is a shark fan <3