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No wait this is SUCH a banger

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Jinu X fem. reader

a/n: I'm obsessed with writing for this man, I swear to god it's not funny anymore, also just a small idea that popped into my mind.

Synopsis:

╰┈➤You were once a feared demon of the underworld—until you turned your back on that life. Branded a traitor, you escaped to the human world and lived quietly in the shadows, blending in among mortals for years. Peace became your new normal. Routine. Safe.

That is, until fate stepped in.

A single encounter with Jinu—the sharp-eyed, silver-tongued leader of the rising idol group Saja Boys—shattered your calm existence.

〃✦ ┆You had everything others could only dream of—fame, wealth, influence. On stage, you were untouchable. Off stage, you were a legend wrapped in mystery. But even with everything, there was one thing you could never truly claim:

Humanity.

Because you weren’t human. Not even close. You were a demon—and not just any demon.

You were Gwi Ma’s daughter, the feared and merciless Demon King who ruled the underworld with blood and shadow.

Since your childhood, you served as his spy—sent through the cracks of the Honmoon, infiltrating the human world to gather intelligence and prepare for invasion. It was meant to be temporary, just another mission. But the longer you stayed, the more you saw.

Humanity was nothing like the wastelands of the demon realm. Where your world thrived on pain, theirs held warmth. Where demons tore each other apart, humans sang, cried, danced, and dreamed.

For the first time, you felt something—curiosity, wonder… guilt.

So you turned your back on the underworld.

You became a traitor.

Quietly, carefully, you aided the hunters from the shadows—feeding them information, sabotaging your father's forces. And when the day came, you were there among them, cloaked and unseen, helping to seal the Honmoon and trap your kind behind it.

No one knew.

No one ever could.

You fled. You ran from your father’s wrath, scouring every shady shaman’s store in the country, collecting protection charms, sealing talismans—anything that could shield you. And somehow, through luck or fate, you survived.

Five lives. Five hundred years. Each life, quieter than the last—until this one.

Now, you were Y/N—a rising soloist, known for her fierce performances and a haunting stage presence that no one could explain. People whispered that you were descended from a 90s screen legend—not knowing that legend was just one of your old lives.

And for once, you were at peace.

You watched from a distance as the Huntrix, the newest generation of demon hunters, proudly took up the mantle. They didn’t need your help. The Honmoon stayed sealed. The world was safe. You were safe.

Or so you thought…

Until he showed up.

Until that damned boy walked into your life with a smirk, a wink, and smile that somehow defied the laws of shame.

Jinu.

Of all the people… it had to be Jinu of the Saja Boys.

You knew something was off from the beginning. The moment their debut track “Soda Pop” exploded online, your gut screamed that it wasn’t just another rookie group rising through the ranks.

That stupid, sugar-coated song had the internet wrapped around its finger in hours. Every scroll through social media was torture—fan edits, dance challenges, streaming parties. Their bubblegum anthem was everywhere.

“Motherfuckers had it easy,” you muttered under your breath, eye twitching as you sat in your penthouse suite, high above the city. Your jaw clenched tighter with every swipe of your phone. That cursed chorus echoed over and over like a broken record.

With a sharp snap, the screen cracked beneath your grip—your superhuman strength getting the best of you again. You let out a heavy sigh and pressed your fingers against the bridge of your nose, trying to calm your fraying nerves.

It only got worse.

You had the misfortune of crossing paths with them at the “Play Games With Us” variety show. You were just backstage, minding your business, your manager trailing behind you and raving about the episode’s record-breaking views.

“Your segment went viral, again! The fans are loving it—especially that part when you snapped the controller in half!” your manager beamed, oblivious to the storm brewing inside you.

And then—you saw them.

The Saja Boys. Walking straight in your direction, faces glowing under the stage lights, laughter echoing like they didn’t have a care in the world. You stood taller, lifting your chin with unshakable pride, refusing to let them rattle you.

But just as you passed their leader, Jinu, something happened.

Your fingers brushed for a split second—barely a touch.

And your blood turned to ice.

A sharp sting burned up your arm as your demon mark responded instantly, crawling from your skin like it had been awoken. You froze mid-step.

So did Jinu.

His body stiffened. His eyes widened. There was no mistaking it. He felt it too.

Your mark flared beneath your sleeve before dulling to a low pulse, as if unsure whether to attack or retreat. Panic surged in your chest, but you kept your face blank, eyes forward, breaths shallow.

“No…” you whispered, so quiet it was almost soundless.

You didn’t dare turn around.

You knew—without question—Jinu was staring at your back with the same haunted look you wore now.

Your manager kept walking, still rambling. But your heartbeat was loud enough to drown everything else out. The mark faded… but the damage was done.

Something ancient had just awakened.

And you knew, deep down— This wasn’t over.

You let out a weary sigh as you sat perched on the edge of a quiet rooftop in the outskirts of the city, where the old hanok-style houses still stood. The moon hung high, casting a cold silver light over the curved roofs and narrow alleys. It was deep into the night—no footsteps, no noise. Just silence. Peace.

Peace… at least for now.

Far from the crowded districts, away from the suffocating presence of human souls—the very essence your demon self constantly hungered for—you could finally breathe without temptation gnawing at your will.

“A demon playing idol in the human world… how poetic,” a voice murmured behind you, smooth and laced with dry amusement. You heard the soft thud of footsteps land gently on the tiled roof behind you.

You didn’t bother to turn around. “Says the one doing the same thing,” you replied, your tone flat.

The voice chuckled lowly. “True. But unlike you, I haven’t stayed this long.”

You stiffened. Just those words were enough to hint at his purpose.

So... it was finally time.

You clenched your fists, jaw tightening. “If he sent you to bring me back to that hellhole,” you muttered, “tell Gwi Ma I'd rather die on this rooftop than crawl back to him.”

Your eyes flicked to the side, and there he was—Jinu. Standing there with his hands tucked into the pockets of a black and gray hoodie, his expression unreadable. One eyebrow raised, clearly thrown off by your sudden declaration.

You exhaled through your nose, pushing yourself up to stand, brushing dust from your pants. “Don’t play dumb,” you said, facing him properly now. “You’re here on Gwi Ma’s orders, aren’t you? To take more souls for his pathetic little collection.”

A scoff escaped your lips. “That old fart just doesn’t know when to quit.”

Jinu blinked, visibly stunned—not just by what you said, but by the fact you said it so openly. No fear. No hesitation. As if speaking about the demon king was no different than mocking some washed-up manager.

“You—” he started, then hesitated, eyes narrowing. “You really aren’t scared of him anymore.”

You looked him dead in the eye. “I stopped fearing him the day I tasted freedom.”

You turned slightly, eyes locked on the distant city lights glittering below the rooftop. The cold wind brushed against your face, but it was nothing compared to the bitterness in your voice.

"He's been trying that for years," you muttered. "And look where it got him—still trapped in that rotting world. What makes him think this time will be any different?"

Jinu shifted behind you, about to speak. You didn’t even turn.

"Don't even think for one damn second that I'll help you," you cut in coldly.

Jinu closed his mouth, jaw tightening. Silence hung between you before he finally asked in a quiet voice, "H-How... how have you lived this long?"

You let out a sharp laugh, the sound laced with exhaustion and mockery.

"Like hell I’d tell you."

Then, in a blink, your scythe was unsheathed—its blackened blade gleaming in the moonlight, already hovering near Jinu’s throat. Your eyes narrowed as you stepped closer, weapon steady.

"I should kill you right now," you said lowly. "Save the hunters the trouble."

Jinu's lips twitched into a bitter grin. "A demon... siding with hunters? That’s new."

You pressed the blade closer, enough for him to feel the chill of death breathing down his neck.

"I don’t side with anyone," you said, voice sharp as steel. "I work for myself."

Another step forward. You loomed over him now, gaze burning with centuries of fury and grief.

"I've watched this world rise and fall for hundreds of years. You think I'll let you tear it all down just so my corpse of a father can claw his way out and devour everything that still breathes?"

You shook your head, disgust flickering across your face.

"What did he promise you, huh? Power? Freedom?" Your voice dropped, dangerous now. "You really think he’ll give you what you want?"

You tilted your head slowly, voice venomous with finality.

"You're nothing but a pawn, Jinu. And if you keep playing his game... you'll die like one."

"Your father… is Gwi Ma," he said, voice low—almost afraid to say it aloud.

Your heart skipped. Eyes widened. You stiffened in place, cursing yourself internally for letting the truth slip. But it didn’t matter now. The damage was done. The truth was out.

Jinu's gaze dropped to his trembling hands. As your weapon shimmered and faded into the shadows, his fingers began to glow with a familiar, ominous hue—those same violet markings you had seen too many times before.

"He said... he’d take them away," Jinu whispered, eyes fixated on the marks. "The memories."

You let out a long, tired breath, pressing your fingers against the bridge of your nose.

"And you believed him?" you muttered, the weight of exhaustion and disappointment heavy in your tone.

A silence hung between you, thick with unspoken things. Then, with reluctance weighing every step, you moved closer to him.

Jinu’s brows furrowed in confusion. His body tensed instinctively, unsure of your intentions.

You raised your hands halfway to his face, then paused.

"Can I?" you asked softly, voice quieter now—gentler.

He hesitated, gaze searching yours for a moment before he gave a small nod.

You took it as permission.

Your palms cupped his face. Slowly, you leaned forward until your forehead rested against his. You closed your eyes. A familiar tingling crept into your hands as your power activated—dark purple mist curling from your skin, winding its way into Jinu's.

He inhaled sharply, but didn’t pull away.

You exhaled shakily, then drew back, turning away from him as the mist dissipated.

"There," you said, voice low. "He won’t bother you—for a few hours, at least."

A beat passed. Then:

"Did you just... seal him?" Jinu asked, stunned.

You didn’t turn around.

“Temporarily,” you said, your voice dropping lower, the word hanging in the air like a reluctant farewell.

There was a pause. A beat of silence filled with things you couldn’t bring yourself to say. When you finally spoke again, it was softer—strained, like it hurt to admit.

“…It’s the best I can do right now.”

You didn’t look back.

Your figure melted into the shadows, leaving behind only the echo of your presence and the cold wind brushing across the rooftop.

Jinu stood there, unmoving. His brows furrowed, heart pounding, mind reeling.

a/n: I really need more of him pleaseeeeee

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‼️SPOILER‼️CAREFUL

THERE IS NO FUCKING WAY HE JUST DID THAT!!!! WHAT A MAN OMG ME NEXT PLEASE

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— in a world of boys, he's a gentleman | their love language towards you pt. 1

ׂ╰┈➤ ft. Kokushibo, Yoriichi Tsugikuni, Muichiro Tokito

— just like a movie scene, table for two | their love language towards you pt. 2

ׂ╰┈➤ ft. Obanai Iguro, Giyuu Tomioka, & Sanemi Shinazugawa

— a comforting notice

ׂ╰┈➤ Obanai Iguro x gn!reader

— eye candy | coincidence? | valentine's special | ...rizz? | distractions | familiarity

ׂ╰┈➤ Muichiro Tokito x gn!reader

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— maybe, perhaps? | if people mistook you as his lover

ׂ╰┈➤ ft. Sylus, Dante Sparda, Rin Itoshi, Ren Kaji

— for you, I would | things they would do for tou

ׂ╰┈➤ ft. Ren Kaji, Hajime Umemiya, Haruka Sakura, Hayato Suo, Jo Togame, Mitsuki Kiryu, Akihiko Nirei, Tasuku Tsubakino, Toma Hiragi, Yamato Endo, Chika Takiishi

— didn't see that coming? | kissing them unexpectedly

ׂ╰┈➤ ft. Haruka Sakura, Hayato Suo, Hajime Umemiya, Ren Kaji, Jo Togame, Akihiko Nirei, Chika Takiishi, & Mitsuki Kiryu

— the way I love you | their love languages w/you

ׂ╰┈➤ ft. Haruka Sakura, Hayato Suo, Hajime Umemiya, & Ren Kaji

— engines 'n caffeine | biker!Kaji & barista!Suo AU hc

ׂ╰┈➤ ft. Ren Kaji & Haruka Sakura

— lover | random things they do w/you

ׂ╰┈➤ ft. Haruka Sakura, Hajime Umemiya, Ren Kaji, Jo Togame, Mitsuki Kiryu, & Hayato Suo

— no better than a man | shirtless Kaji.

ׂ╰┈➤ Ren Kaji x gn!reader

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My man

absolutely AMAZING Sylus fan made video on rednote

Credit to Ling Ling Yi

http://xhslink.com/a/qV5ZMbxAuUvab

my god he's so handsome🫶🏻🫶🏻

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─────〃★ maybe, perhaps? ೃ⁀➷˚ ♡ ⋆｡˚

✧ summary: if people mistook you as his lover ft. Sylus, Dante Sparda, Rin Itoshi, Ren Kaji

✧ content: fluff, use of "girlfriend" in Dante's and Rin's but overall gn!reader, "let's all have light colored hair and not tell Rin" ahh, most likely OOC, Netflix Dante in use

✦ a/n: hi so yeah this is random🥰 wanted to try getting back into writing and just *dumps characters I recently found interesting and does whatever* if anyone has ideas pls hmu I'm open to anything as long as they're appropriate <3

— SYLUS | ★ Would neither deny nor confirm but goes along with it.

The both of you entered a jewelry store, in search for a certain type of protocore adornment. Mindlessly looking around, the saleswoman went up to him with a polite smile offering. “Is there anything we can help with, Sir?” she asked as her eyes trailed to you before returning to him. His gaze traveled from one gem to another, a look of contemplation reflected before giving a response, “Not at the moment.”

“Are you perhaps looking for a ring? We have a wide variety to choose from. Including promise rings, engagement rings, and even for weddings.”

He took a quick glance at you, the subtle smirk tugging his lips just widening oh-so slightly.

“Oh, we're not-” before you could correct her, the leader of Onychinus decided to speak up.

“I'd like to take a look at all of them.”

— DANTE | ★ Is definitely and most absolutely approving it.

After a long day of demon hunting, you both went to treat yourselves to some nice sweet treats. Seeing the half-demon hunter's deep love for his usual sundae, you decided to try it as well to see if it was worth the hype. But before either of you could make your order, the waitress that was standing by your table promoted an offer.

“Would you like to try our deluxe sundae? The portion is quite large, so it suits two people. Currently there's also 50% off for couples.”

“For couples? We're-”

“We'll take it. Me and my girlfriend here happened to have a sweet tooth ourselves,” he cut you off with a tone so prideful and confident, and that damn smirk plastered on his face, leaving you flabbergasted with confusion as the waitress left to prepare your orders.

— RIN ITOSHI | ★ Bluntly denies it.

Coincidentally, you were at the convenience store that was nearby the soccer field. Coincidentally, Rin was currently playing in that soccer field. After getting some snacks, you decided to take a look at the game, unaware of your buddy being out there on the field. You saw a glimpse from afar, but figured it was probably someone else who had the same hair as his. But boy was fate playing with you.

*Thump*

The ball's rubber recoiled, causing you to abruptly look up from your phone as you saw a hand in front of you, holding the ball just inches away from your face.

“Be more aware of your surroundings,” a familiar deep voice chided, his gaze giving a slight glare at whoever directed the ball towards you before trailing down to lock with yours. Before you could say anything, one of his friends came up with a knowing smirk at the two of you, “That your girlfriend?”

Rin's brows narrowed at the comment, immediately correcting firmly, “No.”

He was just stating the facts, no intention of offense. Yet somehow that previous question seems to make his heart feel light.

— REN KAJI | ★ Straight up flustered and aggressively denies it.

You were just visiting him at his house like the good friend you are, considering his condition after the rough fight he had which led to his current fever. Despite his complaints, you stood your ground and made yourself at home anyway. Checking his temperature, cleaning his house, helping him do chores, cooking him some food – totally what friends do. Right? “Kaji, how are you feeling!?” a sudden loud yet cheerful voice broke through the peaceful silence. Right at the doorway, there he stood; Bofurin's leader, along with Sakura and a few familiar faces with him, standing in silence at the sight they were met with.

Kaji, a fever patch on his forehead, and his mouth open mid way of taking in a spoonful of soup that you were feeding him.

“I think we might be interrupting something,” Suo chirps calmly with that innocent yet devious smile of his, subtly insinuating the others to leave you and Kaji alone. The group quickly placed the things they bought for him before rushing outside, but just before Ume left, he kneeled down to you with a smile and placed a hand on your shoulder, suddenly whispering – “Make sure to take good care of him.”

Safe to say Kaji's fever went higher that night and until the next day.

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ni hao fine shyts

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─────〃★ for you, I wouldೃ⁀➷˚ ♡ ⋆｡˚

✧ summary: things they would do for you ft. Ren Kaji, Hajime Umemiya, Haruka Sakura, Hayato Suo, Jo Togame, Mitsuki Kiryu, Akihiko Nirei, Tasuku Tsubakino, Toma Hiragi, Yamato Endo, Chika Takiishi

✧ content: fluff, gn!reader (I think), OOC most likely, established!relationship, not proofread I'm sorry, tsubakino's pronouns are confirmed he/him ✦ a/n: HAAAAPPPYYYYY NNNNNEEEWWW YYYYEEAAARRR BBBBIITTCHHESSSSS😝😝😝😝 six months since I last posted omg-! I'm still alive! 😍 tysm for the support while I'm gone ily'all <33

—REN KAJI would turn off his music and pull down his headphones to listen to you ramble. Though he had his attention to his phone, he'd give silent nods and hums here and there to let you know that he was listening. Occasionally, he'd throw in little comments and questions regarding the topic you were telling. Little to your knowledge, your rambles to him were like taking notes. He'd mentally highlight things that he thought were important, and would keep it in mind in the future. He's the type to look nonchalant, but deep down, he cares more than he lets on. “... What's wrong?” he asked as he heard you abruptly stop talking. “Forget it.. You're not even listening.” You looked away in disappointment, letting out a quiet sigh. “But I have been listening,” he tried to reassure, feeling slightly guilty for making you feel neglected. “Really? Then repeat all the things I've been saying.” He, in fact, did repeat most things you've mentioned and justified his word.

—HAJIME UMEMIYA would gift you random bouquets every week, as if he hasn't gifted you enough already. What's special about his bouquets is that you can never guess the theme for the week. First, he started off classic – flowers, with the consideration of them being fake so that you'd be able to keep them forever. Then, he brought you a bouquet of snacks and sweets that he knew were your favorite. Next thing you knew, he's giving you a bouquet of money he's been secretly saving up on. You felt guilty; guilty for the effort he's been putting, just for you to return it with some unprofessional homemade baked goods. It felt unfair. But does he sail on the same boat? No. He's going to reassure you that he expects nothing in return, and that you being there for him and loving him was what all he ever wanted and needed.

—HARUKA SAKURA would spend his free time struggling to assemble a Lego flower bouquet set after learning about White Day. He wanted to return your gesture of gifting him during Valentine's, despite himself denying such intention. It took a lot of effort, in both figuring out what to get while fearing you wouldn't like it –to the point that he would even call over Nirei and Suo for help – and in building the tiny pieces of bricks after settling on a final decision for the gift. He persisted to build it himself, no matter how much his friends offered to help. He wanted to make sure it was his work purely, done with his own hands. The whole process was frustrating, infuriating, and was basically a test of patience. But after seeing how you kept the received bouquet in a glass vase – delicately treasuring it on your bedroom display – he has never felt so proud yet flustered his whole life.

—HAYATO SUO would waltz into the café without a care in the world while having scattered lipstick stains decorating his face. Moreover, it wasn't your idea in the first place– it was his. Your relationship wasn't out yet, and he thought, what better way to publish it than announcing it wordlessly but gives double the impact? “Hm? Oh, this? It's my beloved’s artwork. Do you like it?” he'll innocently ask when someone questions the visible lip prints. Sakura was a blushing mess, and Suo was very much enjoying the look of bewilderment from others as they received the unspoken news. This was the reaction he wanted. This was what boosted his pride furthermore in being your boyfriend, and he'd shamelessly do it again to show off his love for you to the world.

—JO TOGAME would be your personal walking object holder. He'd take your bag and sling it over his shoulder with you needless to say; he'd keep hair bands around his wrist in case you decided to tie your hair up; he'd hold your shopping bags throughout your journey at the mall. Never were you the one to request his aid first, and never has he complained about being tired. He'd even go barefoot just to lend you his footwear when your feet start to hurt in heels. Moreover, he'd carry you bridal along the way. Despite you worrying over him tiring himself, he persisted to keep ahold of you. He loves seeing you enjoy life without a care in the world, and he'd do anything to carry burdens that dare to get in the way of that enjoyment.

—MITSUKI KIRYU would deliberately lose in a game of UNO and let you take the victory when he could've won decades ago. The whole time the both of you were playing, he's been holding a Wild and Draw 4 but refrained from using them. Instead, he kept drawing cards and just went yolo to buy time. Though he always played fair, seeing your dejected expression after losing many rounds this time was a little too unbearable for him. He promised himself for once, just this once will he let himself take a loss. He knew it wouldn't be fair, but if it meant that he'll get to see you smile in victory, then he doesn't find any problem with that.

—AKIHIKO NIREI would write down even the littlest of details about you that were thrown at him. You'd be casually mentioning a trivial preference as a ramble, but never had he pulled out his notebook and pen so quickly. During his early stages of getting to know you, he made sure to memorize everything you told him about yourself; your favorite color, favorite food, dream place to go, he even looked up your zodiac sign after knowing your birth date. He doesn't mean it in a creepy way. In fact, it was his way to know how to get closer to you. Despite already having the skill to remember it all, he likes to write it down to make sure as well as for keepsake. Thanks to that, now he has a cheat sheet on how to make you smile.

—TASUKU TSUBAKINO would wear himself a nail polish color that reminds him of you. Or, moreover, your favorite color. He loved being stylish, and what better way to do it than having at least a part of you involved in it? He'd walk proudly in his heels that you got him as a gift, and was even more ecstatic if someone complimented them, proud that your taste in fashion was appreciated by others. He'd ask to trade manicures with you for a date, where the both of you choose a nail look for each other. But if you weren't into painting nails, he'll ask you to choose a look for him instead. On special or fancy occasions, he'd often wear your fav lip combo or makeup look, as he treasures your choices and views them as something precious and only to be used when necessary.

—TOMA HIRAGI would pull up to the function wearing either a Hello Kitty or Kuromi tee under his gakuran jacket. Was it his personal choice to do it? Clearly not. Was it his choice to willingly wear it for the sake of his beloved significant other? Very much so. After many attempts of pleading, he caved in and (begrudgingly) agreed to your whole ‘matching outfits’ idea. He ate a pill or two when he saw how he looked in the mirror. Then ate two more when he finally appeared in public, especially at how much Umemiya and the others teased him for it. It was embarrassing, but was it worth it? No questions needed. The beaming smile you immediately wore when seeing him agree to your shenanigans, was enough proof that it was all – undoubtedly – worth it.

—YAMATO ENDO would revel in the feeling of being the center of your attention as you placed stickers and colored in his tattoos or drew silly doodles along his body. He liked the feeling of flexing himself while having you express your inner artist onto him. He'd think of himself as your muse; the art and the artist. Once you were done, he'd be extremely careful with doing activities, afraid of your artwork smudging off at the slightest touch. Even during the shower, he makes sure not to wipe it with full pressure. He considered turning it into an actual tattoo, really. Because it would mean that he'd get to keep something of yours to be a part of him, eternally.

—CHIKA TAKIISHI would let you do his hair as you please. He was one to outright reject the idea of someone touching him, but you – you had the privilege to do as you please to him without him raising a finger to stop you. You had him wrapped around your delicate fingers, his head leaning into your touch as you smoothly ran your hands through his long locks of red that met its ends with yellow. When he saw that you did your hair the same way as his, a flicker of surprise reflected on his eyes. Though he tried to come off as indifferent, he was secretly pleased to acknowledge the fact that the both of you were matching. He'd spend the whole day with you while wearing those matching hairstyles, not caring about how others would think of him. All he could focus on was how ethereal you looked in your current look. In fact, he always thought you looked beautiful in any shape and form of physical aspects.

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#. REASONS WHY I AM YOURS

featuring 𝘄𝗶𝗻𝗱𝗯𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗸𝗲𝗿 𝘅 𝗳𝗲𝗺!𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿

fluff. headcanons about your relationship with him and the little things that became reasons for you to be in love.

SAKURA HARUKA gets super shy when you hold his hand or kiss/peck his lips in public, and despite his shyness, he is very protective of you as he always makes sure you're safe and comfortable doesn't matter if it's out or indoors, because he will always do his best to see that sweet smile of yours.

SUO HAYATO only eats your food, never minding his diet, he doesn't want to make you feel sad as you always cook to his liking and he is your little food critic, though he gives you bonus points because you add to the sweetness of the dish.

UMEMIYA HAJIME is your number one hype man, your biggest cheerleader, he supports your dreams and encourages you to pursue them as he loves to be involved in your interests, always eager to learn more about what you love.

ENDO YAMATO absolutely adores physical intimacy and he loves it when you cuddle up to him, especially when you lay on top of him, tracing his tattoos and feeling your fingers running over the designs on his arm and neck, as he caresses your hair, one of his favorite things in the world.

TAKIISHI CHIKA thinks you are cute when you talk about your favorite movie, as you explain the story plot and how your favorite character shouldn't have died meanwhile sitting on his lap he hugs you tight and smiles softly, but he won't tell you that.

KAJI REN doesn't like it when he is mad and takes it on you by accident and then doesn't know how to apologize properly, but later you can find lollipops, candy, chocolate and so many snacks with a sweet note saying how he is sorry with written address and hour for you to go.

TOGAME JO's kisses are reserved only for you, as he especially loves to give you ones when he sees how tired and stressed you are from school/work knowing how hard you try to be the best, so as they say kiss it better.

KIRYU MITSUKI gets competitive during video game dates, he always makes you lose focus, whether it's with another story, kiss or a touch, but he lets you win, every once in a while, though he thinks he claimed his bonus for a lifetime with you.

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tell me when you’re ready.

₊˚⊹ featuring: kaji ren x gn! reader

₊˚⊹ summary: kaji doesn’t like you to see him like this — his animalistic urges taking over him as he fights. but, when the time comes that you catch sight of him in that state, kaji thinks you’re better off without him.

₊˚⊹ word count: 0.9k

₊˚⊹ warnings: mentions of blood and violence! (nothing too explicit though), grammar errors (not proofread!)

₊˚⊹ author’s note: live laugh love kaji ren <333 this is my contribution to the windbreaker fandom 😝i’m still trying to practice writing him so feedbacks r welcome !

this was a side of kaji that you had mostly heard about in stories of his past, passed from one bofurin member to another. his gray pupils dilated, ends of his platinum blonde hair tainted with crimson red from trickling blood on his forehead cuts, his furin high school jacket and headphones carefully discarded across the warehouse, and a multitude of unconscious bodies and pools of blood surrounding your boyfriend, as he heaved heavily from the fight.

kaji had long suppressed these animalistic urges to take over him, not wanting you to see him like this. he does everything within his capabilities, but the both of you stand motionless at your positions, staring at the unfolding scene.

kusumi and enomoto's rapid footsteps echoed towards you, snapping your head in their direction. they were breathless due to fighting and probably running, as they were trying to shield you from seeing kaji in this state.

you were afraid. you had never seen your boyfriend fight like this like this before, as you mostly detested violence and tried to avoid it as much as possible. but, you felt kaji's gray eyes bore into yours. his hands dropped to his sides, almost dreadfully, and opened his mouth to speak, "so, what do you think?"

you tilted your head in confusion, "huh?"

kaji continuously looked at you, eyes hovering over your entire body to check if you had accumulated some scratches or such, "you're afraid, aren't you?"

you didn’t answer him, because he was right. you avoided his gaze and looked down towards the floor, tainted with rough marks and splatters of blood. he scoffed at your silence, perceiving it as an answer to his question, "i expected as much. if you can't handle this, maybe we should stop this now. i don't want you to see me like this."

your eyes widened at his statement.

you hesitantly walked towards him, feeling your shoes step into blood, staining them. once you stood in front of kaji, you placed your hand on his tensed shoulder, which relaxed under your touch. you pulled out a handkerchief and began wiping his bloodied face. "i know that we both are aware that i have always hated violence like this,” you began, dabbing at some of the blood.

"then, you don't hafta do this," he tried to pry your hand away from his blood. kaji thought he’s dirty, too disgusting for someone like you to touch. but, you still continued wiping his battered face despite his resistance.

"but, i want you to know that i would never break up over something like this. there are secrets that you have yet to tell me, and perhaps this experience was one of those secrets. which is why, i would patiently wait for you to open up to me, kaji." you said, as you felt his gaze onto your eyes. he, then, felt guilty as he could see them turning red, alongside your wavering voice.

"so, please..." the moment you tried to speak, it came out as a desperate whisper. your tears started to cascade downwards your cheeks. "do not ask me to leave you." you pulled your hand away from his face, finishing up on cleaning him.

your tear-stained eyes locked with his widened gray ones. this was the feeling he hated the most — seeing you cry, seeing that he's nothing but a failure of a boyfriend once again. he wanted to hold your hands, interlace them with his calloused ones, but, he felt as if he would only sully your clean hands if he became selfish with his desires.

as kaji hesitated, he felt your hands move to cup his face. you closed the distance between your faces, and gently pecked him in the lips. the corners of your mouth turned upward as you gazed at your boyfriend's softened features. "you know that i love you, 'kay?" you said, smoothing out random strands of his bangs.

kaji, then, gave into his desires and pulls you into a tight hug. you squeaked at the suddenness of his tight arms wrapped around you. he hummed a quiet ‘sorry’ as he rested his head on your shoulder and delighted himself with your scent. you smiled, as you equally wrapped your hands around his neck and carefully tugged and played with his hair.

"ahem!" while enomoto did not want to interrupt the both of you, patrol hours were coming to an end. kusumi, on the other hand, seemed to grin as he kept taking photos of the scene unfolding in front of him — a rare moment of their usually stoic grade captain being soft.

you could hear kaji rumble in annoyance, as he clicked his tongue. you pressed your lips on the edge of his earlobe, "my apartment?" you offered, as you intended to properly clean his cuts.

he simply hummed in agreement to your offer, reluctantly breaking the hug. kaji preferred to spend his time with you, basking in your scent at your apartment. and like a protective and obedient kitten, he laced his hand with yours and took his headphones and jacket, following your footsteps.

you could hear kusumi and enomoto snickering and laughing, respectively, at their captain's tender gestures — making kaji growl at them. you giggle at your boyfriend as you watch him bid farewell to his vice-captains.

"i didn’t get to say it earlier, but i love ya too. and, uh… thank you for loving me." he mumbled, feeling himself cringe with his words, since expressing himself was one of the things he struggled with. you giggled at him and squeezed his hand, as his face slightly flushed in a light shade of red.

oh, how much you love him.

[that-one-p00k1e]

Is that a fucking smile I see

Chat he's fucking smiling

I'm gonna kiss him then squeeze him to death mark my words

[that-one-p00k1e]

Orange Theory

Bofurin Edition

concept: The Orange Peel Theory is from a viral trend where you ask your partner to bring you an orange. If they bring it to you peeled and ready to eat, it indicates that they're thoughtful and caring. If they bring it to you with the rind still on, it could indicate a lack of consideration.

a/n:I tried sticking as closely to their character colors as I could٩( ᐛ )و I also tried including as many characters as I could, even lesser written characters like Tsubakino/Taiga/Kiryu/lowkey Kaji too lol… I hope you like and agree!♡

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Sakura Haruka

Poor boy would be so lost.

“I’m really craving an orange…” you mumbled to yourself.

“There’s some in the kitchen.” Sakura would reply casually, popping another grape in his mouth.

You’re silent for a while. Eventually he picks up on it and looks at you with a raised brow. “What’s up?” He’d ask.

“Can… you bring it to me please?” You’d ask. Sakura wouldn’t mind. He’d simply nod and hoist himself up, walk into the kitchen, and return with two unpeeled oranges. “I kinda want one too…”

He hands you one, distracted by the group chat on his phone as he began to peel the orange in his hand.

You were beginning to give up on the test, looking down at the unpeeled orange solemnly. “You haven’t touched your orange, you okay?” He’d ask, cluelessly.

“Im fine..” you’d reply, feeling silly for feeling so distant.

Sakura knows something’s up, so instead, he leans over, and takes the orange from your hand, replacing it with orange he had just peeled from his other hand. “If you wanted me to peel it for you, ya couldn’a said somethin’.”

Overall; 4/10. He sees you as a person who can do simple things for themselves, and may only feel the need to act more considerate if he notices you having a hard time.

Suou Hayato

The two of you decided on having a movie night at your place, and Suou thought it’d be courteous to bring a bag of oranges with him as a gift.

“You know what they say, oranges being good luck and prosperity.” (I was the one who wrote this and I still expected to proof-read ‘an orange a day keeps the doctor away.’)

Before you even had the chance to ask for one, he’s asking to use your kitchen to fix one up for you.

You agree, trying to watch him from the kitchen entrance. He smiles sweetly at you and politely asks you to wait for him in the movie viewing area.

It’s curious, but you do as he says.

He returns soon with a plate, neatly peeled and decorated.

Also asks if you would prefer a fork, if you didn’t want to risk getting your fingers sticky. It’s a little over the top, but he’s only trying to be considerate.

Overall: 11/10, He even saves the peels for Umemiya to use as compost. Encourages you to eat the entire plate, but will indulge in one if you insist.

Nirei Akihiko

Nirei asked if you’d like to binge your favorite show that night. As you both stopped by the store to pick up snacks for the binge, you remembered a couples trend, centered around the oranges in front of you.

You bought a couple, the excuse for them being one of your snacks for the night. Sweet Nirei praises you for making such a healthy snack choice, and even inspires him to put back some of his own snacks to live up to your example.

Just as you were about to begin the binge, you got very comfortable on the couch, and batted your eyelashes at your sweet boyfriend. “Can you bring me an orange please? I forgot them in the kitchen..”

Immediately agrees and hops up from beside you and to the kitchen.

He’s very happily humming to himself as he’s concentrating on the orange, walking back to the couch trying to get a good peel started.

Poor Nirei is so bad at it though, only able to peel off little bits of rind at a time. Half way through the first episode, the orange is crudely peeled, and he’s holding a slice out to you for you to eat.

Overall: 9/10, while its poor, he peels the orange with no indication you need him to, and feeds it to you one by one. ♡

Sugishita Kyotaro

Oh no.

Umemiya led you to Furin’s back yard area, eager to show you and Sugishita the fruits(haha) of his labor; a freshly grown baby orange tree.

Sugishita is immensely proud of his senior, and praises him for his hard work. Umemiya sends you two off with only one orange, since he needs to share the few he did receive from this harvest with the others.

At first, Sugishita doesn’t want to eat it. He wants to preserve it for as long as he can because it was something his previous Umemiya grew.

After a few comments like “It’ll go bad soon, you wouldn’t want Umemiya-san’s efforts to go to waste, would you?”

No way in hell would Sugishita allow that.

Sugishita hands you the orange, perhaps too nervous of accidentally crushing the fruit with his immense strength.

If you’re too slow on the take to peel it, he will accept the task. However, his worries are warranted, you discover, when he shares a slightly soft and dripping orange with you.

Overall: 5/10. He’ll initially wait for you to peel the orange, but he’s too impatient and will offer to do it instead. It’s slightly crushed, but that’s okay.

Hiragi Toma

You asked Hiragi to come over and help you with some yard work. Of course he’s happy to help.

During a break from the work, you lazily asked him to bring you an orange while sitting in front of the box fan.

He chuckles, kisses your sweaty cheek, and walks off to fulfill your request.

It takes him a minute, until he asks from the door way, “Can I go ahead and make some juice outta these?”

You blink wide at him, unexpectedly. “If… if you want to.” You mumble in response.

He nods, hustling back into the kitchen, before he begins peeling multiple oranges, and blending them up and straining them to make a fresh orange juice.

He returns with two full glasses and a half pitcher resting in your fridge. “You’ve worked hard today, hopefully this helps.”

Overall: 11/10, one of Hiragi’s love languages is acts of service, and of service he is to you all the time. Mr. “You want it? I got it.”

Kiryu Mitsuki

Sweeet sweet baby.

The two of you are just hanging out in his room, listening to whatever bedroom-pop song he put on while you both scrolled on your phones.

You come across the orange theory while on a social media app; and grin.

“Mitsuu~ I’d like an orange~.” You singsong to your boyfriend.

Kiryu looks up from his phone, and lazily hums. “Good idea~ can you bring me up one too?” He asks.

Your mouth almost hits the floor at his casual tone, but it ends when you see him hoist himself up from the bed, laughing “Just kidding angel~ I’ll be right back.”

Holding one of his many plushies close to your side, you wait for your boyfriend.

Kiryu returns with an unpeeled orange and a knife. The knife takes you by surprise at first, but once he sits at his little table and begins working on the orange, you realize he’s cutting it into sections with the rind on.

He offers you a slice with a lazy smile. Once you take it, he quickly pops a slice into his own mouth, making a cute wide orange smile.

The unexpected action sends you into a fit of laughter, your adorable boyfriend only grinning wider and blushing at how cute you are.

Overall: 10/10 I guess? He loves seeing you smile and actively does things to make you do so.

Kaji Ren

Oop

The two of you will be chilling on the Furin rooftop, enjoying the cool breeze and quiet hours, now that everyone was finally gone.

The only sound coursing through the air was the music escaping from his headphones, which lay carefully by his side, instead of his neck, so you could both enjoy the tune.

A bag of snacks lay between the two of you. You felt a bit peckish, so you glanced over at the bag and spotted an orange. Quickly, you get the idea to test the orange theory.

“Re~n, could you give me the orange?” You ask, feigning your inability to get it yourself as he was closer to the bag than you were.

Kaji looked over and spotted the orange from the bag. He reached over with ease and made a gesture like he was preparing to underhand throw it at you.

You quickly crossed your arms to show you did Not want him to throw it. He considered his options for a second, before huffing, sitting up, and leaning over so the orange was just a few inches from your reach.

‘Damn.’ You frowned. ‘Maybe this wasn’t the right opportunity to ask?’

Kaji noticed the disappointment on your face, but even after staring at you and trying to figure out what was causing your sour mood, he couldn’t imagine why. He gave you the orange just like you asked, and didn’t throw it.

“What?” He asks bluntly, causing you to flinch. “Nothing.” You replied back, closing your eyes to enjoy the evening breeze once again.

However, your answer was unsatisfactory, and your orange was left untouched. He really had no idea what he did wrong.

Kaji walks over to you, and squats to glare at you. “Quit lyin’ ‘n just spit it out.” He’d press. If you kept being stubborn, he’d just tickle you ruthlessly until he got his answer.

“T-the orange..! Aha—it, ehe… it w-was a test!” You yelped. Once you came clean, Kaji would stop just for a second to let you explain further.

Once you explained it clearly for him, his expression only soured further, tickling you even more sternly. You screamed for him to stop but he refused.

“That’s so dumb, of course I care about you. If you want me to peel a damn orange just say so, ‘n I’ll do it.” He huffed, finally releasing you and sitting by your side.

Overall, 1/10. Kaji is extremely caring and indeed will do anything for you, as long as he knows what’s expected of him. He’s doesn’t much appreciate his affections being tested in such a lame way though.

Taiga Tsugeura

Sweet angel child

You agreed to come over to his house and spot him as he did his usual muscle training routine.

Once he’s finally tired himself out, he begins talking about wanting a healthy snack. He’s going through the options he has while raiding through his cabinets.

As he does this, you notice a load of fruit in his fruit bowl. “You should eat a banana Taiga. Would you mind getting me an orange while you’re there, please?” You’d ask him nicely.

He grins as bright as the sun at your suggestion. “Great thinkin’ Y/n!!” He’s quick to grab both the banana and orange from the bowl. Before he can hand you the orange, his grin becomes more mischievous.

“Check this out,” he says with pride, holding the fruit in both hands. Then, with a quick snap, he rips the orange in half.

You’re BAFFLED. mouth agape and simply, STUNNED. Your shocked expression is all he wanted. He laughs hard, and displays the two halves face up, his own face in the middle.

“Cool huh!” He asks, before doing the same thing with the banana. “Want me to break the rest up for ya?”

Honestly, you aren’t sure what to say.

Overall: 7/10. He… does? It? But it’s more because he wants to show off a cool skill of his than he’s doing it for your sake. He also always asks you if you want him to peel your oranges, so… the thought is there.

Tsubakino Tasuku

Aaaaahh! (Post edited to use he/him pronouns)

You were cuddled up with Tsubaki in his bed after a long day. After a well deserved nap, you woke up when Tsubaki gently slid out from under you, assumingely to use the bathroom or something necessary.

Groggily, you reached out your hand, and whined. “Dar~ling~ ‘so snacky… can.. you bring me back… an orange… pleeeeasssse…”

Tsubaki thought you were the absolute cutest. “Of course my dove~” he would kiss your forehead and pat your hair down sweetly. “I’ll be right back.”

You fell back asleep, but when you did wake up, you saw Tsubaki only a few feet away painting his nails. “Ah! You fell asleep before I got back, you know!” He pouted.

You giggled an apology, and looked around for the orange you’d asked for. “On the nightstand darling.” Tsubaki helped direct you.

You are not expecting to look over and see a dazzling fruit assortment waiting for you. Halved grapes, thinly sliced strawberries, heart shaped banana slices, and bite sized mandarin oranges, all neatly assorted in a bowl…. With a sprinkle of sugar making the entire display shine.

You’re stunned, gasping at the beautiful display. “It’s so cute!! All for me?” You asked, glazed eyes seeking your partner out. He giggled back. “Of course all for you~ enjoy!” And blew you a kiss.♡

Overall: ∞/10. Are you kidding me? Tsubaki ABSOLUTELY would go ABOVE and BEYOND for the ones he loves, ESPECIALLY his partner. PUT SOME RESPECT ON BABE’S NAME RIGHT NOW OR SO HELP ME!!!

Umemiya Hajime

As much as your boyfriend wishes he could grow a fruit tree of his own, he knows that they take time. So, he settles for easy to grow vine fruits like Strawberries and blueberries.

He loves making you an assortment of berries, and presenting them to you with love. It’s so so very sweet.

ALWAYS encourages you to eat vegetables and fruits, even if you’re not in the mood for them. “They’re super good for your health y/n!”

So you indulge him.

When it’s you who’s asking instead, “Can you bring me an orange please?” He’s elated.

“YES MA’AM!” He all but yells, rushing to get you just that.

Umemiya returns with two imperfectly peeled oranges. He’s a little clumsy with it, but he’s just excited.

Loves sharing food with you and will hand feed you them like a goddess.

Overall, 12/10. The assignment is to gauge one’s thoughtfulness, and Umemiya blows it out of the water. He wants nothing but the best for you and aims to give it to you tenfold.

[that-one-p00k1e]

───〃★ didn't see that coming? ೃ⁀➷˚ ♡ ⋆｡

✧ summary: kissing them unexpectedly ft. Haruka Sakura, Hajime Umemiya, Hayato Suo, Ren Kaji, Mitsuki Kiryu, Akihiko Nirei, Chika Takiishi, & Jo Togame

✧ content: fluff, gn!reader, OOC (especially w/Chika's since I haven't read the whole manga yet), lots of pure kisses, established!relationship

✦ a/n: no more screen time of my beloveds till next year 😢

— HARUKA SAKURA | You were at his house, feeding him food and medicine to tend to his fever. He kept insisting that he was fine and was able to take care of himself, but you wouldn't budge no matter how much he argued back. Due to his sickened condition, his energy to complain was quickly drained out. In the end, he let you do your thing and even tuck him to bed. You watched him close his eyes, cool cloth placed on his forehead as his brows let loose and his breathing calming down. The sight made you feel slightly more at ease. Before deciding to leave, you placed a quick peck on his forehead and whispered, “Get well soon, sweetheart.” His fever rose higher the next day.

— HAYATO SUO | He was always the one to initiate something unexpected, which made you determined to get back at him for once. You walked home with him holding an umbrella under the rain, and you saw how he was focused on the road. Seeing the clear opportunity, you went on your tippy toes and squeezed your eyes shut, kissing his cheek before looking away flustered. His eyes went wide for a moment, before smiling and retorting, “My, my. I see you've gotten quite bold, my dear.” Although he was smooth with it, he internally admitted your attempt in catching him off guard was successful.

— REN KAJI | A pout has been tugging his lips all morning. Ever since you came along with him on patrol, you felt the grumpy aura he emitted despite him acting all nonchalant with it. Little did you know that he was sulking. When he came to pick you up this morning, he reached out a hand to hold yours when you turned back to retrieve something; when he considered to lend you his headphones, you bumped into Sakura and the gang; when he reattempted to hold your hand, Lisa came jumping into your arms. He was fuming. Thankfully, at the end of the day, you realized. “Ren?” He looked at you silently, waiting for you to continue as he rolled the sucker in his mouth. “Can you take the candy out real quick, please?” He was confused, but complied either way. With that, you leaned in and pressed a chaste kiss on his lips, before pulling back with a fond smile. He was confused yet again, but this time, he wrapped his arms around your waist and nuzzled into the crook of your neck, relishing in the feeling of finally being able to hold you.

— HAJIME UMEMIYA | Today was a gardening date, where you'd help him out with his garden at the rooftop. Like usual, he proudly exclaims how the plants have grown fast and healthy. It was like seeing a proud father boasting about his children. His smile when he held up two pots of tomatoes was brighter than the sun that was shining upon the both of you, and it was endearing to the point where you couldn't help it anymore. You quickly cupped his face and pressed your lips against his before pulling back and saying, “My sweet, gardener boyfriend.” He immediately placed down the pots, almost dropping them before swooping you up in his arms and twirling you in the air.

— JO TOGAME | You looked up at the sky, hearing cracks of fire as it bloomed into colorful sparks. After strolling through stalls and winning prizes, the festival's main occasion finally made its arrival. Turning to your boyfriend next to you, you tugged at his sleeve and called out to him quietly, “Jo…” gesturing that you had something to say. Just as he leaned down to listen, you gently pulled his face and connected your lips to his. He didn't see that coming, but he wasn't going to complain as he wasted no time and melted into the kiss– pulling you closer by the waist and savoring this sweet moment under the flashing fireworks that lit up the sky above.

— MITSUKI KIRYU | Nothing wrong with taking a break from your small screen gadgets and entertain yourself with something slightly more traditional. Other than the games on his phone, Kiryu was surprisingly good at the ones at the arcade as well. From basketball toss to Pac-Man, you both competed on who could earn the most tickets. Of course, he was taking the lead. He was currently focused on the spinning light, calculating the right moment to press the button and hit the jackpot. When suddenly you leaned over and kissed him on the cheek, causing him to lose focus and accidentally push down the button, missing the awaited jackpot. “Hey, that was cheating.” He still won in the end, but gave his tickets to you anyway.

— CHIKA TAKIISHI | He always looked so aloof– like there were no literal fucks he'd seriously give, and everything others say were just a broken TV's buzzing. Oddly enough, you found that trait to be adorable. Sometimes, you find yourself gazing and staring at his majestic self as he looks off into somewhere or nowhere, holding the familiar empty gaze you've grown used to. He was like an innocent, introverted child during a family gathering– the ones who choose to space off and act cold to those who tried to approach or tease him. The sight was so irresistibly cute, you couldn't help yourself but to squeeze his cheeks between your palms and press a quick kiss on his cheek. “You're so CUTE!” He remained unfazed and gave no reaction, but slithered an arm around your waist and pulled you closer.

— AKIHIKO NIREI | Seeing and hearing him yap about the things he took interest in has always been a trait of his that you found endearing. And right now, you couldn't help but marvel at the way he was so passionate about something to the point of writing it down in his notebook. You listened to it all– nodding and throwing in responses here and there to keep the conversation going. In the middle of his babbling, you leaned forward and gave a quick peck on his forehead. “And then what happened?” you asked innocently afterwards like it was nothing. Meanwhile he was left a stuttering, blushing, and questioning mess of a nerd.

[that-one-p00k1e]

Using Sakura to get a local creep off your back would be a wild way to meet him.

It all happens so fast. You’re minding your business while waiting for your girlfriends outside of the convenience store, scrolling on your phone when a random man approaches you. You’ve never seen him around town, he’s not wearing any type of uniform - he’s just a random nobody.

He begins the whole “hey baby” script that every lame guy tries. You’re praying your girlfriends wrap up their shopping quickly, but time seems to be crawling while this guy inches closer into your space. Looking at your surroundings, you spot a group of guys in Bofurin jackets.

Jackpot.

Suddenly, you blank on any of their names. They’re the protectors of the town, you’ve seen them numerous times, but the moment has you struggling with their actual names. The one with headphones and a lollipop, the pink haired pretty boy, and…oh.

The one with the black and white split hair.

Taking a chance, you shove past the creepy guy and shout at him. “There you are, babe! I’ve been waiting for you!”

Sakura turns around, confusion written all over his face. He’s about to wave you off when you come running to his side, latching onto his arm and squeezing his bicep. The other two immediately catch on and keep their guards up, too.

“Please,” you whisper, trying to explain before he freaks out and has a conniption over your sudden touch. “That guy won’t leave me alone. Act like you know me for a minute and I’ll leave you be.”

He sighs, nodding silently as his eyes narrow back on the guy behind you.

“Sorry to keep you waiting. Let’s get goin’,” Sakura announces, loud enough for the guy to hear him.

“You gonna run off with this loser? Come on, he’s garbage.”

Your grip tightens around Sakura’s arm, the fear building in your veins on how this man is about to react. When he feels you squeeze, that’s when he does what he knows how to do best.

“Let go a’sec,” he mumbles before turning to face the guy in the street, removing himself from your grasp.

“That any way to talk to my girlfriend, jackass?”

You can’t help but adore the blush that floods his cheeks and up to the tips of his ears. Of course you’d somehow pick the guy that is flustered over a woman’s touch.

Before you could register what was happening, Sakura had a fistful of the guy’s shirt, ready to knock his lights out in a second. You can’t hear what Sakura says to the guy, but it leaves him trembling and running down the road. He turns to face you, and it’s cruel that the wind picks up to ruffle his hair over his gorgeous face, slate and amber eyes fixated on you.

Now you’re the one blushing like a maniac.

[that-one-p00k1e]

‘ Dating Headcanons ; KAJI REN

Pairing: Kaji Ren x GN!Reader

Summary: Just my personal thoughts and headcanons on how Kaji is like as a boyfriend.

Notes: Pure fluff & English is not my native language, apologies.

KAJI REN, who shares his playlists with you. It doesn’t matter if you like other music genres, he will insist that you two share playlists. Once the two of you share playlists, there are times where you see that one of the songs that you added in the playlist is now suddenly in his favorites. And you subconsciously find yourself listening to the songs that he likes whenever you miss him.

KAJI REN, who shows his love through actions more than words. He is a bit more self conscious when he speaks towards you, since he doesn’t want you to get the wrong idea and take it to heart. Which is why every time that you are together in silence, he always makes up to it with his hand in yours, cuddling, sharing earbuds and even simply kissing. Awkward silences suddenly doesn’t exist in your relationship, only comforting ones.

KAJI REN, who finds himself zoning out to the thought of you. He could be sitting on his seat, blasting music on his earphones and simply stare at the wall or ceiling— his thoughts full of you. He’s always thinking about how you’re doing, if you’re okay and all that. Sometimes, he literally just thinks about your smile. His classmates, namely both his vice captains, always know who’s on his mind whenever they see him stare at the ceiling one day. They say one word about it and they are met with a spine-chilling glare.

KAJI REN, who always notices the little things. The way your eyes light up whenever you hear a topic you’re well-versed about, the way that you stare at him from afar, the way you smile whenever you see him, and simply the way that you love him. These things that you do for him, makes his heart swell about you. It’s always the fact that you also notice the little things about him as well, and the fact that you try your best to give him those things— it makes him fall harder. Of course, he does everything that he can to repay that love back, for his special treasure.

KAJI REN, who’s always glad to have you by his side. The whole world could be against him, but not you. Every time that he shows up at your doorstep, all bloody and silent, you always let him in. The way he shares hushed whispers of thanks to you each time that you patch him up, and each time makes you fall in love with him. He knows that every time that he’s in low, you’ll be there to pull him back up. You’re always and will forever be his number one supporter.

KAJI REN, who grows soft whenever you’re around. Because it’s you. He may not admit that he has grown a soft spot for you, but everyone around the both of you knows. The way that one part of his headphones are tilted, so that you know that he’s listening, the way that his eyes is always turned to you, looking at you as if you hung up the sun and stars. The way that he turns to you, and links your pinkies together. Just so you know that he’s there.

KAJI REN, who is your overprotective lover. Every time he’s with you, he always stands behind you— making sure that your back is safe and sound. He’s got your back, quite literally. Every time that he senses danger, he’s pulling you closer to him. He feels relief if he senses and feels you close to him, since it says that you’re there and safe with him. Wherever you go, you know that you’re gonna be okay, since Kaji could be there, or he could simply be one call away. Since he’ll always reply if it’s you (even if the way he texts is kinda mean).

KAJI REN, who struggles with words. The way he speaks is quite brash, but you know him better enough to know that he means well. Essentially, you become his translator when it comes to situations like these. He scolds someone harshly for not taking care of their things, you translate it to them as that he’s just worried about them and doesn’t want them losing their things. He shouts at his classmates for being reckless? You translate to them that he does not want to see them severely hurt.

KAJI REN, who’s also grown a soft spot for your pets (if you have any). Whenever he stops by, your pets are simply drawn to him. You find him playing with them and cuddling with them as he scrolls through his phone. Sometimes, he even stops by with treats and food for them, the way he makes time for them as well since he knows that you deeply care for them makes you swoon.

KAJI REN, who loves you so much, you don’t even know how much he does. Because every time that you whisper I love you to him before you go to sleep, he whispers an ‘I love you so much more’ once he knows that you’ve dozed off.

[that-one-p00k1e]

bofurin and romance tropes . wind breaker

just as the title says, bofurin and romance tropes.

featuring : umemiya, sakura, kaji

cw : fluff, gn!reader, probably ooc

a/n : since there isn't many wind breaker fics right now, i'm gonna make one since im obsessed with the characters! if this goes well, maybe i'll make a second part:D

UMEMIYA HAJIME . friends to lovers !

the two of you first met in café pothos, when you were helping out kotoha since it was pretty busy that day. he was the one that noticed you first and came up to you with a huge smile on his face. he didn't say anything and only stared at you for a while, which makes you think that the leader of bofurin is a freak. but you talked to him anyway.

and that leads you to being friends with him somehow. and because of that, he won't stop bothering you whenever he got the chance to. "name, look! my plants are looking so beautiful under the moon today, hahaha!" he showed them off proudly at you. you only nod your head with a smile on your face. "that's great. but, why are you taking me to furin at night? surely this isn't because you want to have a bbq party with me."

"do you want to?!"

"just tell me what you want, ume."

he chuckled and looks over at you with sincere eyes that makes you feel weirded out. not because you're disgusted by him, but because he usually looks at you that way whenever he has something serious to say. "say, are you alone right now?" you tilt your head to the side at his question. "what do you mean? i'm with you right now."

"haha, sorry. i should've been more specific. i mean, are you single?"

SAKURA HARUKA . clueless and flustered !

"stop doing that!" sakura glares at you while his whole face glows bright red. suou and nirei only watches from the side as the interaction between you and him goes on. "doing what? i'm not doing anything!" you put the bandage on his injury. the three of them had just gotten back from a fight in the town. and apparently, sakura jumped way too early into the fight and got injured because of that. which is why you're trying to put bandages on his arms right now. keyword, trying.

"could you please stop moving?" you grab his wrist with your hand to make him stop running away from you, but it only makes it worse. he's now screaming like a crazy guy. "hey! get them away from me!" he stares at suou who only smiles at him.

"i-i think we should help him before he passed out from the amount of affection name is giving him." nirei whispers to suou, which earns a hum from him. "hmm, you're right. but this is way too amusing to watch. i say we wait a few more minutes."

KAJI REN . talkative and quiet !

kaji is known for being a person who's easily angry. well, he might look calm, but the second someone or something pisses him off, he's really scary. which is why people often run away from him. not the people in furin though, including you, who came from a different high school. of course people think you're weird, acting all smiley besides him while he's 'ignoring' you and listening to his music.

but, in reality, he actually hears whatever you're currently saying. "kaji, did you hear? apparently that new coffee shop is closing because they didn't sell well!" you crossed your arms together as you looked at kaji with a dissappointed face. "how sad, i really liked how their coffee taste!" kaji only nod at what you said, and didn't say anything back.

you noticed that he didn't say anything and decided to just shut your mouth, since you think that you're bothering him a little and you don't want him to get mad at you. but then, he suddenly stops walking. "what's wrong, kaji?" you noticed he stopped at the coffee shop you were talking about. he took off his headphone and opened his mouth to speak,

"do you..want to buy coffee?"

naomi-nana. do NOT repost, do not use,(with or without permission), do not reccommend or talk about my works outside of tumblr.

[that-one-p00k1e]

my sunshine

kaji ren's biggest weakness? you.

kaji ren ♡ gn!reader

warnings: physical touch (holding hands, hugging, etc.), not proofread (beware), manga spoilers

note: I LOVE U KAJI REN

requested by: anon

"that one second year dude's a freak," sakura states, leaning his back against the school chair. "he was ruthless against keel. and still, he manages to just shrug it off."

"you mean kaji-senpai?" nirei asks, genuinely confused. "he's notorious for his behavior back in junior high—he'd beat everyone and anything up if he was even the tiniest bit upset."

"huh? why's he not like that anymore?" sakura sits up, his elbow resting atop the desk. "he seemed to be talking 'bout something with the head. not like i was paying attention, anyway..." sakura trails off, turning away. his ears are bright red.

for what reason, anyway? everyone seems to think. still, they opt to remain silence. for sakura's own good.

"it was partially because of hiragi-senpai, who took kaji under his wing. but it was mostly because of [surname]-senpai."

sakura perks up. "who?"

"who are you confused about? hiragi-senpai or [surname]-senpai?" suo chimes in, a pleasant grin on his face. sakura stands up, his face bright red.

"[surname], duh! i know who hiragi is, okay?!"

"oh, that's a surprise... one thing about sakura-kun is that he sucks with names," kiryu suddenly says, feigning ignorance to the way sakura yells various profanities at him.

"[surname]-senpai is..." nirei looks around, as if afraid kaji will suddenly appear to silence him. "... kaji-senpai's lover. at least, that's what everyone thinks."

sakura turns bright red, his limbs becoming stiff as a tree. "huh?!"

"i've heard that, too," suo agrees. "apparently, kaji-senpai becomes a different person around them."

nirei nods. "i haven't seen it for myself, but kaji-senpai even takes his headphones off when they're around! isn't that crazy?!" his voice is still just barely above a whisper, his hands coming to cup around his mouth out of fear that kaji is lurking around the corner, ready to strike.

but sakura is still hung up over one thing:

"l-l-lover?!" he stutters out, fanning his face. "lover?!"

"so, kaji!" umemiya exclaims, wrapping his arm around the boy's shoulder. "i heard [surname]'s comin' back from tokyo! you must be excited, huh?"

kaji's eyes go wide with shock, his mouth hanging slightly agape out of utter shock that umemiya knows you, who doesn't even go to bofurin. you, who doesn't even live in makochi anymore—you moved to tokyo for high school.

he shudders. how did he find out?!

"sorry, it slipped..." hiragi says regretfully, one hand up in apology. kaji ducks away from umemiya's grip—resisting the urge to punch him (it's in his dna)—while his hands reach instinctively for his headphones before checking the time on his phone.

you're almost here. he glances over at hiragi, who seems to already know what he's about to ask.

"go ahead, kaji." hiragi pats him on the back before lowering his voice, his tone becoming lighthearted. "remember to get them flowers, too."

he huffs before glancing away, his ears becoming red.

"whatever."

rather than flowers, kaji knows you'd prefer a couple candies and his headphones. being your childhood friend comes with the perks of knowing you, after all.

he runs to the subway (even though walking will get him there in time) and waits at the station that you'll get dropped off at (even though you haven't told him which one, yet), because kaji knows you.

he knows that you always book the afternoon bus, so the ride always gets off at this specific station. he knows that you like to sit in the back, so he waits at the far end of the platform, his hands stuffed into his pockets while fiddling with the lollipops inside.

the bus arrives, and kaji can see the back of your head in the window. you stand up, dusting yourself off before tugging your bag over your shoulders.

kaji knows you; so he takes a couple steps back from the bus door—that just so coincidentally stopped right in front of him—and trusts you to find him. crowds of people come in and out of the subway, and as you filter out, your gaze immediately locks with kaji's.

he can't hide the smile that forms on his face, his lips tugging with irrevocable joy.

"ren!" you exclaim, and oh, kaji feels his heart ricochet against his ribs, its yearning spilling from its vessels. you crash into him like a meteorite—bright, radiant, wild, and kaji catches you without a second thought, his arms wrapped around your back, tugging you closer towards him.

you enter his atmosphere, and everything burns. his heart constricts, stuttering manically, while kaji feels his face become impossibly warm.

"you're so dramatic," kaji mutters, still refusing to let you go. he cages you in his arms for a couple seconds more before, reluctantly, allowing you to wiggle out of his grip.

"well, you look like a maiden waiting for a soldier to return home from war," you reply, grinning. "i'm the soldier, by the way."

kaji scoffs before grabbing your bag, swinging it over his shoulder before taking his headphones off, his touch gentle as he rests it over your head. already, your favorite songs are blasting from the muffs, as if kaji was listening to them long before picking you up.

(he was, in fact, listening to them long before picking you up. he often listens to your favorite songs—it soothes the reality of your absence. just a little.)

"gimme one of your lollipops, too," you say, despite not being able to hear the sound of your own voice; kaji can tell by the way you speak a little louder than usual.

he hands you a lime-flavored lollipop, and you blink at him owlishly, dumbfounded.

"how'd you know i wanted lime?"

he shrugs. "you're the only one who likes that one."

"now, that's not possible!"

you're right. it isn't possible—because kaji likes lime, too. but he doesn't know if he likes lime because you like it, or if he genuinely enjoys it.

because he's always trying to incorporate parts of yourself into his mannerisms, kaji can't tell if he likes lime because of its flavor, or because it's you. you're lime, and he likes lime.

still, it doesn't matter. he always saves the lime flavor for when you return, and when you're with him, and when you eye his pockets with that look of yours. you don't have to ask, because kaji always knows when you're craving a lollipop.

it just comes naturally to him, he supposes.

while you enjoy the lollipop and music, kaji takes your hand in his, feigning ignorance to the heat rushing to his face and the queasy feeling in his gut. he spares you a brief glance, relishing in your existence, before forcing himself to look away. he doesn't want to get caught.

kaji doesn't really know when these feelings started. did he always like you, from the moment you came into his life, piercing through his atmosphere? or did he like you in junior high, when you were the only one who saw him as a person, when you were the only one who wasn't afraid?

maybe it was when you left, and kaji realized the sheer impact you made on him. maybe it was when you left, and kaji felt the outline of your existence engraved onto his bones, trickling down to his marrow.

it's hollow.

"hah?! we have to replace kaji's spot on patrol just 'cause he wants to go off for no reason?!" sakura yells, furious. "why didn't he tell us earlier, huh?! and that's so damn irresponsible—"

"hey, this isn't for no reason!" nirei tries to explain, flailing his arms around the air for emphasis. "he's off with... with..."

"[surname]-senpai," suo interjects, finishing nirei's sentence. sakura stiffens up immediately—his love sensors are going off the rails—while his face reddens, his two-toned eyes growing wide.

"w-with [surname]-senpai?! ugh, whatever!" sakura stomps out the room, his steps harsh and unforgiving as his hands reach up to his ears, covering them in an attempt to hide their color.

when sakura, nirei, and suo head out for patrol, the last people they are expecting are the infamous [surname] and kaji. just as sakura's about to confront kaji for giving up his patrol last minute, nirei holds a hand out, as if trying to stop sakura from interrupting such a quiet moment.

immediately, sakura's face blooms red. again, his love detector is going wild.

although the trio can't hear what kaji is saying, they can see the way he tugs the headphones on your head—his headphones—down to neck level, his brows furrowed slightly.

"he's mad they're not listening to him," nirei interprets, squinting. sakura and suo exchange glances, wondering how he can tell.

you open your mouth to say something, a teasing grin on your face. and that's all that takes for kaji's expression to ease, his brows beginning to relax whilst a hefty sigh escapes his lips, as if he's tired.

but kaji could never be tired of you, and even when you add a couple remarks afterwards, he smiles a little, his finger coming up to your forehead before giving it a flick.

"tch. that was weak," is all sakura says. it's odd, how kaji ren—the crazy fighter, the one who singlehandedly took down keel's leader—can be so gentle, so tender with his touch.

how is it possible for him to treat you so delicately, so lovingly, when he's a naturally rough person? he's jaded, his features hardened with his expereinces and yet, when he looks at you, everything melts away. kaji looks different, like he's a whole other person in your presence.

you rub your forehead sorely, a frown etched onto your lips. although it's obvious you're just pulling his leg—to the trio, at least—kaji seems to fall for it. his eyes widen whilst his hand comes to your head, anxious.

again, all you do is say a word or two, and kaji's expression relaxes instantly. he crosses his arms, unimpressed with your jokes, before trailing after you. even when staring at the back of your head, there's a look of adoration dripping from his irises, illuminating them like the moon.

(the moon can only ever shine because of the sun.)

kaji is a reflection of you, a mirror of all your mannerisms, all your traits. kaji is a reflection of you, he takes everything he loves about you—everything—and makes it his own, engraved into his very bones.

"fine," is all sakura says, shoving his hands into his pockets harshly. "we'll take over his patrol or whatever."

"i thought we were already doing that?" nirei asks.

"well, this time, for sure! ugh, i guess we'll let him spend time with them. not like it matters, or anything!"

suo laughs. "did you feel the love in the air, sakura?"

"shut up!"