ᯓ if he isn’t waking you up, it’s because he’s still asleep beside you or in his office with piles of clothes beside him.
ᯓ you always stop by his workshop at least five times a day unless you’re on a mission, and by the time you’re back there’s always a new outfit waiting in your room.
ᯓ people always knew you’re together, and it’s weird to some since a lot of people were used to walking past him, but Eisha was happy to see someone stand beside him!
⟢ How he’s different with you..
ᯓ if you’re overwhelmed, then for a rare moment— he’s quiet. Not silent, but quieter, a lot more concise with his words.
ᯓ the clothes he makes for you aren’t his usual style, they’re made to match yours.
ᯓ you get previews of all his designs, before and while he’s making them, giving you free samples of fabrics to test for him.
⟢ When he defends you..
ᯓ if you’re out on a date and someone says something insulting about you, he turns like he’s possessed and starts yapping like crazy, you can hardly even decipher what he’s saying but you can make out a few things.
ᯓ “no drip” - “better than you” - “you’re ridiculous”
ᯓ then he tugs you to his bike, leaving that person both shocked and confused, and when you ask him what he said? He just cackled and moves on from the topic.
⟢ Holding his hand..
ᯓ his gloves are almost as callous and rough as you’d think his hands underneath them are, you rarely hold his hands without them.
ᯓ but you’ve grown used to the way his work gloves feel, it doesn’t feel like they’re disconnecting you from him, they’re as comforting as they’d be without it.
ᯓ and while you love holding his hand without his gloves, your favourite thing to do is rubbing the inside of his wrist— his pulse point, with your thumb while the rest of your hand rests on his glove.
ᯓ that’s also his favourite, though his favourite is really anything that lets you hold him.
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⟢ just a cute short post! a lot of people seem to like my August works and I wanted to make an August specific post for a while, so this is it!
hi i’m not good with describing smut but follo with a “cocky” partner that rides him until he can’t take it anymore??
𑣲⋆Just a little too much..?｡˚
⤷ S/O!Follo x cocky!reader (following the request!) (˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶) .ᐟ.ᐟ
⟢ headcanons - very suggestive / MDNI!! - OOC!
⟢ warnings! Explicit / suggestive!
a/n’s! I wasn’t originally planning on writing anything explicit like this, but I thought about it, and since I want to write and help people feel seen and comforted, leaving out people who might find comfort in sexual activities didn’t really feel right since I know there are people out there who do like it, so I tried my best!! I’m sorry if it’s not very well written!
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⟢ When you start..
ᯓ Follo.. who can’t help but tense up when he’s laid on his back, muscle tensing against the sheets as they scrunch up underneath him.
ᯓ also gets distracted admiring you when you’re above him, your face dangling above his, part of him hope you’re let him kiss you, but you’re in the mood to be a bit of a tease.
ᯓ and gets embarrassed when you pull away to straddle him, your hands gently resting on the sides of his torso, rubbing the skin with your thumbs as tenderly as you can as his stomach and chest rise with shaky breaths.
⟢ Getting breathless…
ᯓ when you decide to stop teasing him and let yourself take him in the way he wanted,
ᯓ you can hear the short and brief sounds of muffled groans stifled by his bitten lips as he’s made to feel everything, the warmth and the way your hips eventually meet his when full lowered.
ᯓ letting your hand move away from where it was planted on the bedsheets, you raise it to gently caress his jaw before using your thumb to part his lips.
ᯓ his eyes— half lidded— look up at you as you move, you watch his irises follow you as you lift yourself up and sink yourself back down, his now unlocked jaw letting out sweeter sounds than you’d thought were allowed.
ᯓ there’s a short and shocked breath that huffed out from his lungs as you constrained around him, loosening before cinching him once again.
⟢ Desperation..
ᯓ Follo, who starts to whine when you move yourself faster than before, he feels like he’s being struck by waves as you go on and on.
ᯓ the way his mouth salivated at the sight of you, sweat dripping onto his and mixing into the sheets as he felt his eyes water.
ᯓ starting to beg, you roll your hips down to meet his, the contact jolting his as his hands wrapping around your waist, fingers resting on your lower back.
ᯓ his palms needed into your sides as he became more desperate, you slowed your pace, becoming more concentrated and stalled, his legs began to shake as the feeling built but did overflow like how he wanted it to.
ᯓ buckling his hips against yours but you drag your hands down to push them back to the base of the mattress to continue the slow, ribbing build up and motion.
⟢ Giving into his pleas..
ᯓ Follo, who practically worships you with the way his hands cradle your upper body, lips quivering as he speaks— “please..” you heard, the shiver of his body proving he needed the edge.
ᯓ you lean down to press yourselves together, your chest against his as his arms fully wrapped around you, your knees digging into the bed as you sped up your hips, the sounds of skin against skin together as your breath reached his ears, and his reached yours.
ᯓ the warmth tickled the corners of it, and as you finally gave into his begging you contracted around him once more, with a final few movements, engulfing and releasing him, the release felt like relief.
ᯓ it culminated together as you relaxed against him, his body bearing your weight— not that he cared, as he finally managed to kiss you like he wanted.
ᯓ his lips were salty from the whiny tears, slightly chapped but still stops as you chuckled against his lips with a breath and kissed him back.
⟢ Aftercare..
ᯓ Follo, who first and foremost, lets you collapse beside him to cuddle you, the duvet blanket tangling between your legs as he rubbed your shoulder softly and kissed it.
ᯓ “you were so mean..” he joked while you gently pinched the bridge of his nose, rubbing the tip of it with your thumb before pecking his cheeks.
ᯓ if your legs were too cramped from the earlier movement, he’d clean you up without complaint, if they weren’t then you’d both shower together before dressing.
ᯓ either way, the night always ends with cuddling.
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⟢ it’s Addie here! There’s so much about this that I’m not a fan of.. I’ve never actually written anything explicit, and so I tried my best, but I’m not used to writing anything beyond something suggestive so I hope it’s okay! ₍ᐢ. .ᐢ₎
⤷ jjk characters x reader! - when you’re watching a horror movie with them and get a bit scared (꒪ᗜ꒪‧̣̥̇)
⟢ headcanons - OOC! - fluff / crack - dating!au
⟢ a/n’s ! Might make a Gachiakuta version of this!
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⟢ SATORU GOJO
ᯓ sorry but he’s cackling the minute you get scared, you jump once at a jumpscare and he’s laughing depending on how hard you got scared.
ᯓ if you only flinched a little he teases you, whispering in your ear slightly making you flinch again.
ᯓ spends the rest of the movie scaring you, either ticking your neck during the worst scenes, or blowing into your ear.
ᯓ makes it up to you with cuddles afterwards.
⟢ SUGURU GETO
ᯓ you’re a sorcerer, you’ve seen curses worse than this, how are you scared?
ᯓ if you’re a non-sorcerer then it’s simply expected.
ᯓ both times though, he pulls you into his side as his robe engulfs around you as his hand rubs the crook of your neck.
⟢ SHOKO IEIRI
ᯓ she’s hardly paying attention to the movie, more likely she’s off to the side of the sofa, smoking out a window if one is close by.
ᯓ when you get scared, squealing or straight screaming she taps her cigarette on the windowsill or ashtray before talking clearly.
ᯓ “Darling, it’s not real” she’d say, slightly less monotone than usual, and rubbing your back being going back to smoke. She keeps doing that until you feel comfy.
⟢ NANAMI KENTO
ᯓ if you’re in a theatre he gently holds your hand and rubs it with his thumb, letting you rest against him.
ᯓ when you’re home, he’ll pause the movie and hug you, humming quietly before turning it off entirely and either putting something softer on or going to be early with you.
⟢ HIROMI HIGURUMA
ᯓ “I did say you were going to be frightened..” he’d say before passing a blanket over to you and putting something else on, turning on the lights so you weren’t as scared.
ᯓ while he’s standing up, he’ll walk behind where you’re sitting on the couch and hug you from behind, “Dear, it’s a movie, you’re okay.”
ᯓ kisses the back of your ear softly before sitting beside you again.
⟢ YUJI ITADORI
ᯓ he chose the movie, what do you mean you didn’t like human earth warm two?! It’s a classic!
ᯓ part way through the movie he realises you were just scared.
ᯓ feels a little bad but he still wants to share the movie he really likes, instead he turns on the lights, lets the movie play in the background and pulls out a board game or something to distract you.
ᯓ that way both of you can spend time together still.
⟢ MEGUMI FUSHIGURO
ᯓ if you jump and curl into him, he’ll blush and let you sit there.
ᯓ but if you’re trying to hide the fact you’re scared, he’ll summon his shikigami, letting you cuddle with the divine dogs as they sit between you two.
⟢ KUGISAKI NOBARA
ᯓ her nails are digging into the armrest beside her, doubtful in fear, but more in disgust if the movie is more gory.
ᯓ watching you be scared only further cements it, she leans over and says— “can we watch something else?”
ᯓ if you let her pick, then you’re spending the rest of the night cuddling while watching reality dramas.
⟢ MAKI ZENIN
ᯓ she watched you flinch out of the corner of her eye and sighed as if she was annoyed— though she wasn’t.
ᯓ she blushed and outstretched her arm before clearing her throat, “ahem…” as she pulls you into her side.
ᯓ doesn’t pay much attention to the movie after that, only you.
⟢ YUTA OKKOTSU
ᯓ “was that too scary? we can put something else on!” he’d say, holding your hand.
ᯓ if you want to keep watching, he sits closer and lets you squeeze his hand when you get scared, and helps you hide your face in his shoulder.
⟢ TOGE INUMAKI
ᯓ he doesn’t get scared from the movie, but when you jump or scream, then he panics before realising you were just a little afraid.
ᯓ then he giggles behind his mask while you slap his shoulder.
ᯓ surely plays pranks on you for the next month. (Lovingly of course.)
⟢ MAI ZENIN
ᯓ she coos and plays with your ear, rubbing the outer rim of it teasingly, “Scared, hun?”
ᯓ she’s teasing, but she holds your hand the entire time.
ᯓ if you’re in a group, she immediately tells whoever is making fun of you to cut it out, before reassuring you.
⟢ AOI TODO
ᯓ you scream and immediately he wraps you in his arms, yapping on about how a real man wouldn’t leave his partner scared.
ᯓ he keeps the movie on, but you’re stuck in his arms the entire time so you can hide behind them if another scary scene is.
⟢ CHOSO KAMO
ᯓ given that he knows you’ve seen worse, it’s a little strange to him how this frightens you so much.
ᯓ “are you okay?” He’ll ask while you’re shaking and instinctively lets you cuddle with him.
ᯓ the movie is now forgotten, only you two spending time cuddling.
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⟢ this was fun to write, love some cute fluff! (⸝⸝•ᴗ•⸝⸝)
⟢ I’m not too informed about how polyamory works, nor identifying as polyamorous, if anyone is, please tell me so my future stories are better and more accurate! In this it’s more all three of them are in a relationship, but it’s only romantic between reader and august, and reader and Tamsy with Tamsy and august being more platonic than anything else.
⟢ if anyone wants a story where they’re all romantically involved, tell me, and please help me understand more, thank you!
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Meeting them…
ᯓ you were a new cleaner and scheduled to be with Team Eager to start, your vital instrument was apparently best with them and that’s how you met both Tamsy and Delmon.
ᯓ meeting August was a easier thanks to Tamsy, during a mission your clothes got teared and he showed you where to find the artisan of the base.
ᯓ they weren’t too friendly so to say, not mean but the two weren’t all that close, Tamsy and August didn’t seem like the type to be friends but both were nice.
ᯓ if you were shy, August helped you out of your comfort zone while Tamsy reeled you back when it became too much.
ᯓ if you were chaotic it was Tamsy who’d help you angle that energy to something— or someone else, to August, letting you be with someone who’d get it because he didn’t. Still he’d linger in the room, not leaving you alone.
ᯓ overtime you got closer with both of them, to the point where your feelings became more romantic than anything— but it was difficult to gauge whether you should tell them or not since they weren’t all that close.
ᯓ but Tamsy, he knew, no clue how but during a hangout with you and August, it was something he slipped into the conversation, much to your shock
ᯓ you looked at August, eyes wide and scared before he started to cackle, “SOUNDS GREAT!” He shouted, before tackling you into his arms and shaking you around.
ᯓ pulling yourself away, you looked at Tamsy for his opinion, he smiled and tilted his head before opening his arms for you, it was soft, calm.
ᯓ soon finding yourself squashed between the two.
ᯓ that’s the night you three started dating.
Tamsy with you…
ᯓ there was always something behind his eyes you couldn’t see, it wasn’t that he never shared anything with you but it was all curated.
ᯓ yet he always reassured you that it wasn’t something you needed to worry about, as he held you tighter.
ᯓ if he was going to be on a mission for longer than a day, he’d make sure you’re settled with August before leaving so you weren’t alone.
ᯓ he didn’t ever tell you about his secrets, did he love you? Mhm, nothing he said to you was ever a lie, but to everyone else? It was.
August with you..
ᯓ he’d let you in on his workstation, giving you the opportunity to help him out, when it came to styles and talking to others.
ᯓ he’d pepper kisses all over your faces before running away to his work.
ᯓ making gifts for you and Tamsy, said that outfits were easier to make it groups than singularly.
ᯓ hangs out around you and Tamsy whenever you’re both in the medbay when somehow only ever applied to you..
Together with you.. manga spoilers ahead!
ᯓ whenever you three hung out it was always fun, you’d cuddle with one or both of them while talking, you’d pick movies, sharing your options while you watched them.
ᯓ if you were ever upset? Tamsy and August came together and made you feel twice as much love as usual, squeezed between them, Tamsy would whisper sweetness into your ears, and August kept you from wallowing in your tears.
ᯓ when Tamsy eventually leaves, his plans needing to be made and enacted, there was a bitterness in you and August, the betrayal, the loss of a friend and lover.
ᯓ you’d be there for everyone else, you’d be there for Rudo, and Eisha, and everyone who was also betrayed by Tamsy.
ᯓ on nights you’d cry about losing a part of your heart, it was August who took over the role of holding you close without a word.
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⟢ I got this request awhile ago, this is more of a headcanon as opposed to my oneshot stories, if anyone wants a scenario and one-shot with these three, please tell me! („• ֊ •„)੭
ᯓ you can be either chaotically loud, or skilfully quiet.
ᯓ your hands are always stained with something, clean for a minute at most before getting paint or resin on them!
ᯓ you painted— spray paint, water colours.
ᯓ you crafted— decorations, clothes, bags and shoes.
ᯓ you didn’t stop creating, it was hectic, and sometimes overwhelming, but the best moment was stepping back and enjoying what you created.
ᯓ you never needed to make too much for others thanks to the man himself, you always focused on your own work, taking constant visits to Canvas Town,
ᯓ never taking the time to get to know him much because you were both busy, not until you began to run out of raw material for your work, of course you could get it anywhere but you specifically needed fabric for this one..
ᯓ Cue wingman Enjin, “hey, y’know you could always stop by August and see if he’s got anything to borrow, sure he does.”
ᯓ “who’s August?” You asked, Enjin huffed out a breath of laughter and tilted his head, jolting it in the direction down the hall as he began to walk, you followed while he explained.
ᯓ “Right, you never met August! He makes all our drip— ‘cept yours I guess.” He said, it made sense then, no need to visit someone you never knew and never had to meet.
ᯓ As you approached the door, there was a sense of chaos behind it, familiar to you, the feeling of someone working behind it with passion, and then you opened the door.
Getting to know him..
ᯓ three weeks after knowing August, and you became closer than anyone had expected, even wingman Enjin!
ᯓ he practically threw you whatever spare materials you needed, shoving his designs in your face and sharing every little detail behind every little threat of it all.
ᯓ anyone else would have walked away and ignored him, but you were intrigued, you liked it when he talked, how he never let the room get too quiet, if he didn’t talk then he’d blast his music.
ᯓ he grew to love your company as much as he loved working, soon it went from just having you beside him to sitting closer to you.
ᯓ in late nights, you’d collect a few scraps from the cafeteria before finding somewhere to eat, you’d sit and talk, and you learned more about him, and him about you.
ᯓ you’d talk passions, past, present, and future, family, and friends.
ᯓ and at some point, those passions grew for each other.
Getting together..
ᯓ “Eisha! Where’s August, he’s not in his workplace?” You said, running up to her with something clutched in your pocket, she looked nervous, slight blush on her cheeks.
ᯓ “He’s outside on his bike..! He hasn’t left yet” she replied, you smiled and thanked her before running outside, hand still in your pocket holding the gift you made for him.
ᯓ you saw him, leaning against his bike with the same grin he always wore, except he looked to be waiting— until he looked at you, “About time! C’mon!”
ᯓ “August, I don’t have a helmet-” he cackled and threw one over to you, the feel of the smooth surface caught on your hand as you looked over it before raising your brow and smiling.
ᯓ pieces of fabric and paint on it, and inside the rim? Your initials + his, you couldn’t help smiling as you looked up at him, he clicked his tongue and got onto his bike, “comin?!”
ᯓ you chuckled and quickly clicked on the helmet, it was a perfect fit, so was you sitting on the back of his bike with your arms wrapped around his torso.
ᯓ his hand grabbed yours, pulling a little closer to your opposite one to tighten your grip around him with a grin you could only see a smidge of from behind him on his cheek.
ᯓ the path went from smooth, to rocky as you headed beyond the outskirts of the city, driving by the cliffs nearby with the sun setting, feeling the fabric of your outfit against the wind, rustling and folding against his own.
ᯓ still, you were cautious about the gift in your pocket, the weight flowed with the wind, floating up and down as he accelerated further, you leaned against him more, feeling his chest reverberate with a suppressed chuckle.
ᯓ when you finally stopped, the bike drilling into the dirt ground, he flipped the support down and stepped off, offering you a hand, letting you take it when you wanted. He hummed loudly while walking away, and you followed, patting your pocket with the gift.
ᯓ his eyes glanced to it, but in the dim lighting of the sun behind the clouds, his gaze was shrouded with they orange from his visors, though you felt his view on you, he smiled, mouth stretching wide while he waited.
ᯓ you looked up before stopping, he stoped with you, shoes kicking up dust as you paused.
ᯓ “August?” You said, looking up at him as strands of his hair painted the sky like the starry night painting, swirling against the colours of the it all.
ᯓ he pointedly turned more to you, “Hmm, yes?” He replied, dragging out the yes longer than usual.
ᯓ you pulled the gift out of your pocket, it was folded up, you handed it over to him while his smile grew wider than you’d ever seen it, the skin around his mouth stretching to adjust.
ᯓ “Oooh!? What’s this?!” He shouted, grabbing the corners and pulling it open, the cloth whipping against the breeze as his breath caught.
ᯓ It was a picture, made of paint, fabric, melted down materials, you’d made it together, it was specific, it was kind of abstract, but there was a more distinct figure in the middle of it.
ᯓ It was him, the long strands of his hair melted into the colours around him while he was looking at the items around him, an artisan surrounded by art.
ᯓ Made by his favourite artist.
ᯓ That night didn’t need a massive announcement, he cheered and cackled, echoing in the cliffs around while you couldn’t hold back your smile, he ran up to you and hugged you, the mural cloth wrapping around you and him.
ᯓ his face nuzzled against yours while his laughter and cheers filled your ears, the wind was loud, he was louder.
ᯓ the cliffs were cold, he was warmth incarnate.
ᯓ And the only thing warmer than that, was the kiss he graced you with, behind the mural, hidden from anything that didn’t matter.
When you’re together…
ᯓ when you’re working together, he asks for your opinion, and you ask for his, when you’re painting, designing, if you don’t know how to make something work, he’ll hold your hand and help you.
ᯓ he likes to drape himself over your shoulder, or roll around on your side whenever he gets too hyper which is more often than not..
ᯓ loves playing with your paint stained hands when you’re lying or sitting beside one another, playing with your fingers individually and looking over every colour like it’s a masterful painting on your person.
ᯓ when you work outside to avoid a mess, spray painting, building, he stands close by, taking a rare outing from his own workspace to join yours.
ᯓ you can’t help but play around with his hair, mess around with his visors and he lets you while he works, you’re not an interruption, you’re a part of his chaos and he loves it.
ᯓ the paint on your hands would stain the pieces he already worked on, but even when you apologised all he said was ‘it’s the finishing touch.’
When you’re apart…
ᯓ he thinks about you every second he works, if you weren’t also an artisan it wouldn’t happen as often but you are, and he does.
ᯓ takes a little bit of your style into inspiration often.
ᯓ sometimes there’s a piece of cloth he needs your opinion on, he’ll put it aside and wait in anticipation for you to come back.
ᯓ whines to Eisha about how much he loves you, and then to his grandma— but she then kicks him out or scolds him for shouting around her patients, so he runs back to Eisha and continues his spiel.
ᯓ he laughs to himself, more than usual, louder too.
How he loves you..
ᯓ when you can’t make something work, you’ve drawn it but can’t bring it to life the way you want to, he’ll do it, if it’s complex he’ll take all night, either finishing all his current projects quicker than before or pushing them aside!
ᯓ gives you nicknames— masterpiece, work of art, muse, gem, magnifico/magnifica, or even something classic like sweetheart.
ᯓ like to think if your name is something like Quini, Quincy, he names you ‘quin’ short for mannequin because he loves you to wear what he makes.
ᯓ gives you scraps of clothes for you to use in your projects and gets proud when he sees a part of himself on your masterpieces.
ᯓ your gifts are perfectly made for you, he takes a note from your work and makes something with a little bit of him and you to keep your relationship close to your heart.
⟢ a/n’s ! I’m back, sorry for being very inactive! I’m now getting back to working on the requests I’ve gotten, so if you requested something I’ve already replied to, don’t worry, I am working on it! This part is for more details on your vital instrument, how it works, and a little more for the characters and how they’ll adjust to you given your standoffish personality.
This is a part two, the first part is here!
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ᯓ your vital instrument being yourself means you can do two things. Endure damage, and deal out damage!
ᯓ your senses can become heightened when your vital instrument comes into use, you can become stronger or have more endurance, but only one at a time, lest you overwork yourself too much.
ᯓ so unfortunately you’re usually stuck between defence or offence. Either get a massive power up which lets you break down walls, or endurance that lets you handle getting trapped under rubble.
ᯓ you’d think the two would go hand in hand but that’s not that case. You tried it once, a massive surge of pain hit you instead when you attempted it, since then it’s been training to try both later in the future.
ᯓ in the first part it’s more of when you’re standoffish, narcissist and rude because of a self-defensive mentality, I think needing to trust people, let alone having physical affection, it becomes difficult to trust those, especially since the cleaners are more than eccentric!
ᯓ but after Corvus settles you into a team that makes you become more receptive to being around others, it’s easier to trust and train with them, this team can be relatively open, but I think team Akuta or team Child would help, at least temporarily.
ᯓ In terms of who’s best people to help you in training my opinion be Enjin, because of his extensive history with other Vital Instrument owners, Eisha because she can help you gauge your limits more since it’s very much more physical than just using an item, Corvus because of his extensive knowledge of many things, and Riyo because of how she moves with her body, the flexibility and swiftness she has with her scissors helps you to become much more conscious of your steps!
Those who worry the most…
ᯓ Gris, he worries whenever you push yourself too hard. Helps you train whenever you need it, though he does encourage you to take breaks. Though he knows you can handle yourself.
ᯓ Rudo, the self-destructiveness of his own vital instruments and how his items can only be used once makes him relate to you. The over exertion, part of him was scared that you’d disintegrate like his items after use, but Enjin assured him that you would be okay.
ᯓ Tomme, mother figure extraordinaire who forces you to take a back seat on missions when you’re swaying on your legs. And later lectures you about take the bulk of the hits for them, even if you can technically handle it, she prefers you not.
ᯓ Fu, you’re bleeding, you’re writhing on the floor, and your eyes at unfocused?! You’re dying! That’s the only— oh, Enjin tells him you’re fine, just the result of over exertion. He still panics everytime it happens, thankfully he’s newly around when you’ve become more comfortable with the others instead of being standoffish.
ᯓ Guita, she’s used to being able to take heavy hits like you because of her Kaiju, but because you are still just you, it can graze your skin, pierce you, and burn you to a more severe level than hers. Carries you in the middle of battles if you pass out, and then wakes you up while poking you gently with her claw.
ᯓ Eisha, she sees you after every single mission, one of her first patients every time, if not its only because someone is literally dying in the bed beside you!
ᯓ Bro Santa, holds you back when you’re over the edge and lets Dear take over, always lets you hang out with team child because they’re the easiest team to be around (arguably.)
ᯓ Follo, takes extra care when you’re around to support you so you don’t do too much, it’s his job and he won’t let you carry the bulk of it because that’s not what you’re supposed to do. Let him help!
Those who worry the least…
ᯓ Enjin, he helps you understand your limits and oversees your training whenever you ask him, no stranger to seeing people go too hard all at once. He’s not worried, but he’ll get annoyed if you purposely go over your limit without proper preparation.
ᯓ Zanka, if anything he does take it slightly easier on you when you’re obviously on your last leg. He prefers to fight full force, not when you’re close to passing out, it’s not that he doesn’t care, but it’s just training. Don’t tell anyone though, but he does worry a lot more when you don’t get back up immediately.
ᯓ August, in fact I’m sure he’s ecstatic whenever you need a new outfit from him because yours is wrecked, even if it’s simple repairs, he gets way too into it. Might joke for you to cool it though, Eisha is worried and that’s his sister.
ᯓ Tamsy, for clear reasons, those reasons? Well he knows you’ll be okay, thanks to Eisha and your own power ups, if anything he’s slightly disappointed there isn’t more backtracks to it all.
ᯓ Semiu, depends on how you’re feeling that’s day, if you’re obviously mad at the world she knows you’ll over exert yourself, if you aren’t then you won’t. Regardless, she warns you before you go out.
ᯓ Dear Santa, not that Dear doesn’t care, but compared to the others? Dear will give you a hard slap on the back before sitting beside you, in an affectionate way— sometimes.
ᯓ Corvus, he’s much more methodical when it comes to dealing with you, from your personality, to your skills and how you use your instrument. Worrying doesn’t do much, he orders you to take a day off when you need to, and pairs you up with people he thinks you’ll take well to.
ᯓ Riyo, she cares of course, but she doesn’t hover too much like the others do, it’s just comparatively, that to the others she’s not as much of a worry wart over you. But she is going to be by yourself and check on you when you’re stuck in bed.
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⟢ Thank you for reading! It’s nice to get back to writing things like this, again, I will work on already pending requests! To be clear, all the characters do care, well, minus Tamsy. But it’s just a matter of if they worry, hover, everything, characters like Riyo or Enjin don’t inherently do that unless it’s life or death because that’s when they really need to step in, like when Riyo gave up fighting ‘fair’ and used her firearm, or when Enjin in the latest manga did something really important and last resort for the situation.
⟢ If that makes sense, and thank you again! ( ˃` ⩌ ´˂ )
short - fluff / crack - OOC! - friends/platonic - manga spoilers!!
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╰┈➤ RUDO SUREBREC
❥・’okay… what does that mean..’ listen, they probably don’t have lessons on queer people on the sphere, especially given where Rudo lives, give him a break
❥・Enjin, the others and you if you’re comfortable with it explain to him and he just nods slowly as he understands
❥・’oh, alright’ and that’s it! He doesn’t realise why it’s a big deal until someone causes issues with you over it
❥・yeah, now there’s trouble. Not with you, with whoever is starting it!
╰┈➤ ENJIN
❥・”Ah, gotcha! You oughta talk to Zanka, I think that kid’s in the closet or something” he’s kidding I swear
❥・but yeah, he supports you it’s just not a massive deal, if you’re younger then he’s a bit more soft over it
╰┈➤ RIYO REAPER
❥・if you’re coming out as trans and want a new look she’s wants to help, whether it’s getting you new clothes from August or cutting your hair, she’s got you
╰┈➤ ZANKA NIJUKU
❥・”.. so?” Yeah, square up bro he doesn’t care, it’s time for training
❥・ You make jokes about how he’s homophobic if he hits you, and he pretends he doesn’t care but later that night in bed he really wonders about it..
╰┈➤ ARKHA CORVUS
❥・He’s busy so you probably couldn’t tell him directly, probably heard it through the grapevine but he’s obviously cool with it
❥・If you tell him directly depending on if you’re younger than him he’ll likely give you words of encouragement and a pat on the head (or shoulder)
╰┈➤ FOLLO TUNITO
❥・Has a few questions but he won’t ask them if you’re only acquaintances, but he’s supportive dw
╰┈➤ GRIS
❥・Supportive dad, him and Tomme make you feel the most comfortable lowkey
❥・Changing your pronouns? Not an issue, name switch? Alright, wanna go out someone? Hey, now you better be back before ten alright?
╰┈➤ TOMME
❥・gives you the warmest hug and a gentle smile, she’s insanely supportive
❥・ Really understanding and sweet overall, definitely knows you can handle your own but steps in if she needs to during confrontations.
╰┈➤ TAMSY CAINES
❥・’mhm, congratulations!’ (He doesn’t care)
╰┈➤ AUGUST STILZA
❥・”YOO?? ALRIGHT ALRIGHT I SEE YA’!”
❥・he’s like riyo, except you don’t even have to ask because he can just tell judging by how you wear the clothes,
❥・if you look uncomfy in your older stuff? Great. LETS CHANGE IT! Does he care you’re queer? Should he?? Nah, he doesn’t!
╰┈➤ EISHA STILZA
❥・Is much more careful when taking care of you around others in case you’re trans or just any kind of gender-nonconforming for your comfort
❥・her hands are just a gentle as they were before you came out, you’re still someone she wants to help, nothing changes that
╰┈➤ SEMIU GRIER
❥・Her too, did you miss what she was reading when we first met her at the reception desk?
❥・Genuinely wonder if her glasses could see your queer-ness at first glance.. Is that something she could see in the first place??
╰┈➤ BRO SANTA
❥・”no worries about it! Thanks for telling me!” He said, probably explains what it is to dear and guita if they don’t know.
╰┈➤ DEAR SANTA
❥・doesn’t care, congrats though
╰┈➤ GUITA HEBBY FANTASIA
❥・"WHATTT, COOL!!” I think she already knows about being queer from the people she’s around
❥・but coming out to her was pretty easy, just a casual “oh by the way..” and that’s it,
╰┈➤ AMO EMPOOL
❥・”oh?” Is that why you didn’t want a princess/prince? She’s just okay with it, might take her a little because she grew up with ykw but of course she’s kind
╰┈➤ and that’s it!! These are very rushed but it’s for pride month, happy pride everyone! This is also the first time I’m using pictures in my post like this so I hope it’s okay!
short - fluff/crack - OOC! - friends au! - minor spoilers
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╰┈➤ SATORU GOJO
❥・So annoying about it, like: “I’M the first person you came out to? Aha, I’m honoured!” (He isn’t btw, he’s probably the last)
❥・teases you by plastering rainbows everywhere, it’s just a thing don’t question it, Megumi probably took them all down after June
╰┈➤ SUGURU GETO
❥・”by.. choice?” He’d ask, no he’s not homophobic, he’s just also had a little.. situation in highschool.
❥・Just be cautious and responsible he supposed, and make sure it’s a sorcerer, not a non-jujutsu user.. look it doesn’t matter WHO you date just what they can do, as in jujutsu for example..
╰┈➤ SHOKO IEIRI
❥・Congratulations, you have a light?
❥・Helps you look into options for transitioning if you’re trans, it’s not a big deal
╰┈➤ KENTO NANAMI
❥・Very understanding, if you’re transitioning then he’ll adjust to your preferred pronouns and terms.
❥・just a respectful human being I mean it’s Nanami, hello?
╰┈➤ YUJI ITADORI
❥・”I’ve never had a gay friend before!” “Stupidori you can’t say that!” Nobara had to smack him over the head!
❥・I don’t think he actually cares that much, he’s just happy you trusted him enough to come out to him!
╰┈➤ MEGUMI FUSHIGURO
❥・”and?” No seriously why are you telling him? I mean, thank you for trusting him with this but does it change anything?
❥・the answer is also no, but yeah he supports you
╰┈➤ KUGISAKI NOBARA
❥・shopping, any occasions calls for it!
❥・you are getting outfits that either match your flag or make you feel more comfortable if you’re under the trans umbrella
❥・also very protective over you when someone’s homophobic
╰┈➤ MAKI ZENIN
❥・”oh, that’s cool. Not going to help with your training though” she’s kidding but yeah, she’s an ally
❥・she’s friend with nobara there’d issues if she wasn’t
╰┈➤ YUTA OKKOTSU
❥・”ah! I’m so glad you trusted me with this! Thank you, is it a secret? I don’t mind keeping it quiet if that’s what you want, but I’m here for you!”
❥・gets threatening asf when someone is rude to you because of it like Nobara
╰┈➤ INUMAKI TOGE
❥・”SALMON!” He pokes at you while asking (or rather gesturing) questions
❥・really silly about it, gets a shirt that says ‘my friend is gay and that’s a slay’ with your face on it to make you embarrassed
╰┈➤ MAI ZENIN
❥・Doesn’t say much, just smirks (it’s a normal smile for her) and pats your arm (or head if you’re that close)
❥・”Have you told the others?” Just basic questions, she’ll drop the news for you if you want,
❥・she’s as protective as before
╰┈➤ AOI TODO
❥・ADMIRABLE! But you now know he’s going to ask you what your type is again thanks to this development right?
❥・we ALL know he’s an ally, don’t play
╰┈➤ HIROMI HIGURUMA
❥・"I see, thank you for informing me.” He’s a lawyer with a sense of justice why would he even be homophobic
❥・is definitely willing to take anyone who’s homophobic to court over their hate crimes
╰┈➤ UTAHIME IORI
❥・makes her students adjust to you, you’re her friend and she cares deeply about those she’s close to
❥・just hugs you and says “thank you for telling me” before treating you as usual
╰┈➤ CHOSO KAMO
❥・okay.. is surprised this is usually a problem because out of all the people he’s being queer doesn’t seem to be as being straight to him?
❥・people don’t take it well? That doesn’t make sense, what’s wrong with them?
❥・you know he’s so polite about it even if it takes him a minute to wrap his head around it, he’s how many years old? Just give him a little time to adjust
╰┈➤ and that’s all! This is pretty rushed sorry!, but anyways— I’m thinking of making a crushes version where they realise they have a chance now because you’re not straight, but I’m not sure!
I read (I think, though if I missed any, I’m going to binge those too) all of your August fics and they’re AMAZINGGGGG. Like, literal masterpieces, I love him.
I was wondering if I could possibly request an August x reader oneshot where the reader is also really into fashion but tends to be (to their own dismay sometimes lol) a jack of all trades rather than a master of one. And maybe the reader is a tiny bit the type who will start working on a fashion piece while still having drying paint on their hands?
Thank you thank you thank you!!!
(੭ˊᵕˋ)੭ Happy pride month!! It seems that my August works are getting pretty popular and I appreciate you reading them!
That and thank you for the request, I’d love to write it! Might take a while since I have pride themed headcanons I’d like to make first, but then I’ll definitely write this! ⩩♥︎₊˚
So all three? I’ve never written a romantic headcanon / oneshot with three characters in one story, but that’s cool! Done and done, thank you for clarifying! ♥︎
happy pride month! could you do any tamsy x august x reader hcs/fics? i am in love with the way u write! ^3^
I’d love to write that! Just to specify, do mean tamsy x reader or August x reader? Or both ? (๑ᵔ⤙ᵔ๑) feel free to dm if you don’t want to comment or you can send another question!
⸝⸝⸝ who has many scars. (Both mentally and physically.) ❞ ˗ˏˋ — REQUESTED!
+ * short - fluff / minor angst - OOC! - pre dating! minor spoilers!! Includes a bit more backstory!﹥*:
(╥﹏╥) based on these hcs -> here!
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╰┈➤ FIRST ARRIVING AT THE CLEANERS..
❥・ it was scary to say the least. You were recruited by Delmon— a fellow cleaner and member of the team titled ‘Team Eager’! You also met his teammate Tamsy Caines who was a bit.. odd, but you didn’t push too much about it given that you were apparently set to join different team with another newcomer.
Said newcomer was apparently a spherite but it didn’t matter, as much as you despised the sphere like everyone else, he isn’t the one who gave you all your scars— you don’t even want to think about that person anymore.
Joining team Akuta was easier than expected, no one asked too many questions about your scars which they saw through your disheveled clothing upon arrival. It was clear that they either understood it, or knew they had no place to try. Regardless they respected your privacy, a nice change of pace.
Of course the person you were most dreading on the regular was him, August Stilza— you were great friends with Eisha, she was quieter, kind, took care of others without being asked to. August on the other hand was.. loud, to say the least.
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❥・“Sorry Enjin.. where are we going again?”
“To get you some new clothes, no offense but your tattered rags don’t exactly cut it.”
You shrugged, it was true and it didn’t really matter, anything probably would’ve been better anyways, so it’s a win you suppose. Enjin led you to a room down a hallway, it was lone, and it didn’t seem to be occupied by anyone just by the presence alone.
Until the door slammed open, hitting the wall behind it as the hinges shook. You halted your steps and retreated behind Enjin— he probably thought it was because you wanted him to protect you, but that was wrong. You just wanted protection, period, and if he took the hit it’s not a worry to you..!
A guy rolled out of the room, on the floor.
“HEYYYY! You here for the new fit?!” He cackled, jumping up off the ground, “YOU!” a gloved hand raised and pointed at Enjin though it’s obvious that the action was for you.
He stepped out of the way, letting August see you, leaning in to whisper under his breath, “this is normal!”
“This is normal..??”
“YEAH IT IS!” August replied before running back into the room before coming back out with a bag in hand. “FOR YOU!”
You stared at the bag and hesitantly took it, the man was so energetic he might as well have been vibrating in place, it’s a wonder the bag wasn’t shaking like an earthquake hit. “This is August, resident artisan! Ever need any alters, just put in a request and he’s got you, capiche?” You looked awkwardly between Enjin and August, nodding as if you really didn’t get it, but that was enough for him.
Before you knew it August had disappeared with the slam of a door behind him, Enjin took you up to your room and told you to get comfy, “your first mission will likely be tomorrow with Rudo and Riyo, so rest up and get something to eat later!” he said, then leaving.
You looked around the room, it wasn’t pretty, but it was better than the streets or crappy motels. Nearby was a desk that you placed the bag on, taking out your new clothing— and it was fine until you saw that some of your fits didn’t have sleeves. Which was fine under any normal circumstances, but this wasn’t that! Instead of asking for alters because you didn’t wanna explain, you relied on your hoodies, jackets and sweaters over them.
A rather fair selection given that you were recruited not even three days ago. But not enough.
For the next two weeks you managed to wear the same rotation of clothes, but of course you missed one day of laundry after passing out during a mission and had nothing else to cover up with.
Looking into the mirror, the short t-shirt sleeves showed the scars you’d been hiding, everyone did know about them, still didn’t make it less apparent that you wanted them hidden. “Stupid..” you tapped against the desk before sucking it up and walking out of your room with your clothes in the same bag you received them with.
“Yo Rudo.” Walking down the hall you saw him lingering by the window, watching Zanka and Riyo training outside. He looked at you and nodded as a greeting, “Need something?”
“Uh, know where August is? Need some alterations.” He looked to the familiar bag in your hand before nodding again, “Yeah..” his eyes glanced over your scars unintentionally.
He turned his back and began walking, you followed, free hand absentmindedly rubbing the textured scars against your upper arm. It was uncomfortable to feel the wind on your skin, an unusual feeling. It took not even five minutes for you two to approach the door, without a word Rudo excused himself and ran away.
You huffed in amusement before knocking on the door, almost immediately it swings open and you have to step back to avoid being hit. “Hey-"
“I REMEMBER YOU!!” August said, eyes looking at your hands, “Unhappy with your fits!?” he added, not angrily, more just as a fact.
“No! Not unhappy- but, uh, do you take request or anything..?”
A smile stretched across his face, “YOU GOT A REQUEST?”
You stiffly nodded, he took the bag and immediately began to rummage through it, “Well?” He raised a hand and gestured for you to speak.
“Just, I prefer long sleeved stuff, things that cover more up, you got any leggings, stockings or sleeves I can wear?” August swayed his head side to side as if unsteady on his neck while grabbing through things.
“ALRIGHTY! Give me the hour stranger!” He said before running to his desk, moving so quick that it was hard to see, his chair spun around before his hand slammed on the edge of the wooden platform to securely tuck himself into the space.
You left without saying goodbye, just slowly stepping out of the room and shutting the door. For the rest of your day you decided to just lock yourself in your room and wait until you had something to cover up with, that or wear your bed sheet and parade around as a ghost.
Enjin came around and knocked on your door, telling you to come out and eat lunch with them but you just grumbled and said ‘no thanks..’
He didn’t push, just whistled and walked away.
The room grew colder as the hours passed, wrapping yourself up in the sheets of your bed to stay warm given the lack of clothes.
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❥・“Stupid, dammit..” your hands rubbed at the cold skin of your upper arms. The contrast of warmth was immediate, goosebumps prickled your skin uncomfortably as your head dug itself deeper into your pillow.
Your head wouldn’t shut up, sleep wasn’t an option, not that it was going to be anyways. Writhing in place while your sheets crinkled and folded, the constrained feeling you held boiling up just when—
“HEY!” A loud knock sounded at your door, followed by even more, it really sounded like someone was playing the drums with your door at this point. But you recognised the voice, quickly you stood up, stumbling over your own feet and catching yourself on the doorknob before falling. “August?”
You opened the door and lo and behold there he was, the typical manic smile on his face with two bags of clothing is his hands, wait two?
“Why’re you here, isn’t it like two am?”
“Why aren’t YOU asleep, it’s like two am!?” He said matching your tone playfully while shoving the bags into your arms, you grabbed them, one of which slipping from your grasp which you caught with your knee before securing it in place. “Uh, couldn’t sleep.. I’m sorry, why two bags?”
August eyed you for a moment before shrugging, “Looked like you needed more than what I gave you!”
“Uh, okay, can I check these, are you gonna wait or-"
“I’LL STAY! See if you like ‘em!” His words echoed in the empty hallway, somewhere in the building someone screamed ‘SHUT UP AUGUST!’ But he seemed unbothered by it.
You took the bags, laying them on your bed before taking out the fabric one by one, it was more than just a few leggings and long sleeved tops. There were specially designed pants, not too stiff but not loose enough for them to accidentally roll up. There were layered tops so you could still wear t-shirts with long sleeves under them, and of course you did in fact get leggings to cover up.
Hesitantly you looked back to him who laid on the floor staring up at the decrepit ceiling while humming. “August? I appreciate it, but did you make all of this just today?” you felt bad for making him work so much.
Not that he cared, “YEAH!”
“Damn.. sorry, I didn’t mean to rush you or anything, I’m sure you got a ton of work.” You replied, fingers curling into the textiles you held.
“SORRY!?” He sat up quickly, almost shooting up, neck turning to you just as fast, “Why sorry?? You’re soundin’ a lot like Eisha!” he cackled again receiving a loud bang against the wall from somewhere by someone.
He hand reached up, wiping away a barely fallen tear while glancing at you, his shades slumped down to reveal his eyes while the took you in. It was the first time you’d seen them unobstructed by the orange clear shield, they looked different than what you expected, not to say you expected anything but y’know.. different.
Reading the uncertainty on your features he let out a dramatic sigh before rolling over to you from on the ground still, you took a step back to prevent him from bumping into you, looking up he continued to speak—
“You needed them, right? So I made em’ for you.”
Slowly, you shook your head in agreement, he smiled again, “Exactly, come by if you ever need anything else!!” remaking before shooting out your room and down the hall to presumably his workplace.
In a stunned state you remained standing, still feeling the soft texture in your hands. “Hah, Christ that guy was a lot..”— ‘but not in a bad way’ you thought before shutting your door and hanging your bag of newly acquired clothes on the doorknob like a hanger.
Lying in bed you felt a little more assured knowing you’d be a bit more protected from the eyes of the un-watching.
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❥・“Hey, good to see you up! That a new shirt?” Enjin said while shoving a piece of toast into his mouth, Rudo beside him didn’t do anything better with at least three pieces. “Yeah, August sorted it out for me, he’s cool.”
Riyo smiled where she sat, “yeah, he’s pretty cool. And you look pretty cool with that on, new style?” her eyes drove over your new outfit, none of your visible scarring so clearly she meant it.
Proud in your new clothes, you took a seat, “thanks Riyo!” she playfully held your shoulder before pulling away and returning to teasing Rudo.
Everyday from then and onward you were thankful for every alteration made in consideration for you, sleeves that wouldn’t ride up, same with pants. Thinner layers that you could style on top of each other so your outfits weren’t too plain if that’s what you wanted.
Evidently you owed a thanks to the one person who gave you all of the security.
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“August? You here?” You asked, pushing open the door revealing the man on the ground toying with a variety of fabrics. His neck craned to look at you with a manic smile as per usual, hand not stopping it’s rummaging, “OH HELLO! It’s you! Need a new set again!?”
You smiled and waved it away, “No, not here to overwork you again, just here to thank you for it.”
“Overwork? You’re soundin’ like Eisha again! It’s my job, and you look rockin’ in those!? My pleasure.” He replied before cackling again and standing, patting the sides of his thighs while standing.
But obviously he didn’t know what it meant to you, he’s right, it’s his job— but his work helped so you really did need to thank him.
“Yeah, I got the spiel that night remember?” He hummed in consideration with your words before nodding, hair bouncing behind him wildly with his smile still stretched. “GOTCHA!”
“Right, just.. wanted to thank you, been a while since I could wear something because it looks good and not just cause’ it covers up.” A smile reached across your cheeks, “I know it probably didn’t mean much to you but, still.”
His visors let a short strip of light reflect over them, hiding the ruminating look in his eyes. Without missing a beat he ran to his desk, hair whipping around and hitting you briefly before pulling away as he began etching something onto paper.
Wondering if you should leave, your leg lifted to take a single step back when he rushed over to you again and shoved the paper into your hands. Instinctively you held it before looking over it, “My.. measurements?”
“They haven’t change right?”
Your brows furrowed but you replied, “Yeah..?”
The smile you’d gotten used to stretched even further, cheeks straining, “PERFECT! Come by later tonight!”
“Uh—" you were about to ask why but he immediately began to explore his textiles again, so you finally stepped away and looked at the sheet of paper, confused. It was likely about some new clothes, but didn’t you just say you didn’t need any..??
Shrugging it off you headed back to your room, ready to change into your cleaners uniform for a new mission.
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❥・“Ugh..” you groaned, leaning back into your bed rubbing your fresh bruises, Gris looked over from your doorway with a frown, “You alright?”
“Yeah, getting hit in the side by a trash beast is alright..” trying to sound light hearted, you clicked your tongue at the end to try and relax Gris and his worrying. “Good, you should probably rest anyways, I’ll get Follo to bring you something to eat in an hour.”
You nodded and let him shut your door, curling into yourself as you relaxed into the mattress. ‘Stupid trash best..’ the thought rode through your mind before dissipating along with your consciousness.
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❥・“HEY..!” A whisper shout entered your ears but you just grabbed your pillow and covered them with it. Wasn’t the first time someone was so loud it reached your room, this would be the first time someone pinched your cheek though.
“The hell-" opening your eyes little by little, the first thing you saw as, August?? “Alright August what the fu-"
“You didn’t come by, so I came to you, I also ate your food, sorry!!” Except he didn’t sound sorry, you sat up and stretched before letting your legs swing over the side of the bed to touch the ground, “Seriously? You’re getting me more.”
Rubbing your eyes, you couldn’t see him nod but you did hear him hum while standing. “Whatever August, tell me why you needed me.”
Your eyes shot open when something landed against your chest, looking down it was— “More clothes?”
“YUP!” The vibration orange of his shades contrasted with the dull colours of your rooms walls, “Check em’ out!”
Tilting your head with a questioning motion you parted the bag and pulled out the clothing, the fabric was unfamiliar and you pulled out it quicker because of it.
Leaning towards your open, you let the moonlight illuminate the cloth, and the first thing to catch your eyes was the clear sleeves.
“Uh, August what is this?” You lifted it up to emphasise your point, his appearance blearily visible through the mesh.
“You said you liked to cover up, so I got you new styles!”
“Yeah, cover up, as in to hide stuff, this is great and all but I don’t think I’ll wear it sorry, maybe give it to someone else.” You replied, putting it back into the bag not bothering to check the rest of the contents.
Yet August shook his head side to side while a dramatic sigh, “I made it for YOU, not anyone else!”
“But I don’t like things that show stuff.”
“Why not?”
“Why- August you’ve seen my,” you hesitated, before simply gesturing to your arms and legs, “Y’know, no one wants these things shown.”
And for the first time since you’ve met him, his stretched smile faltered, before falling flat entirely. It made you unsettled, the sudden shift.
“Who don’t want them shown??”
“Me, August, I don’t want them to be visible.” That wasn’t the only reason though, it was the way surfaces felt colder than they usually would against the more sensitive parts of your skin, how heat met you more than before you had them. The feelings too that reminded you of the aches you’d suffered.
His brows furrowed as he crouched in front of you, eyes roaming up and down your figure while still frowning, lingering on your arms and legs, after a minute of you standing awkwardly while he watched, he stood up to meet you eye to eye.
“Alright, no need to wear em’ then! But keep em’, never know when you’re gonna want them!” He said before dashing out of your room.
“AUGUST??” He moved far too quick for you to catch up to him so giving up, you shut your door and tossed the bag aside, groaning as you passed out into your bed.
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❥・ The light from your window hit your face thanks to your lack of curtains, stirring you awake you sighed and sat up with difficulty, rubbing your face before standing and walking to your dresser to change for the day. As you were doing so, the sight of the abandoned bag, on its side in the corner caught your attention, a pang of guilt entered your chest— you should at least look at the clothes he gave you, right?
Wearily approaching the back, you hooked your fingers around the handles and picked it up before dumping its insides on the bed, picking through them one by one, all of which something about them stood out.
They were technically covered, but would still make your scars be visible, mesh or clear cloth, shorter skirts with layers that got thinner as they went on. Styled and crafted in a way that made you sort’ve want to wear them.
Eventually, you picked up one of the tops and played around with it, tugging at the sleeves, pulling the helm, stretching it between your fingers. And before you knew it, you tossed it on.
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❥・ Upon seeing you, Enjin smirked, “New fit? August never does stop does he?” He chuckled before throwing you a protein bar, “We’re going out for lunch so don’t stuff yourself.”
He didn’t say a thing about your scars, not that you expected him to. But as the morning went on, even if people looked at them, they didn’t say anything, only mentioning your new style. Even Rudo said something nice, and he’s usually too emotionally awkward to say hello!
And going out for lunch didn’t make much of a difference, no one said anything. Not like you weren’t there, but like they didn’t care if there was anything to look at, and laying your forearm across the table to intently listen to one of Enjin’s stupid stories again, later made you realise something you didn’t at the time.
The cold feeling didn’t reach, the rough wood of the table didn’t, nothing threatened the threshold of your skin.
And for weeks after that, it still didn’t.
For the first time, you were able to feel safe without hiding.
╰──╮
❥・ After a particularly tough mission you were getting patched up by Eisha, cradling your layered injuries softly while she bandaged them. “I wish you all wouldn’t get hurt so much..”
“Hah- sorry Eisha, promise not to make you work too much next time.” You jested, making her panic, “No! That’s not what I meant..! I- just don’t want you guys getting hurt.." she stumbled over her words, bandages shaking in her palms.
“NO- I’m sorry, I didn’t meant it like that I was just kidding!”
“YEAH EISHEY-WEISHEY, JUST JOKING AROUND!”
You and Eisha simultaneously screamed from the sudden third voice, turning to see August standing by behind you both with his usual grin.
“August! What’re you doing here-?"
“CAN’T I VISIT MY SISTER!?”
“You two are related??” You said, only now seeing the similarities between them, Eisha tried to hastily explain their family, while August just hummed louder and louder.
It took five minutes of that noise before Zanka ran into the room and told everyone to ‘SHUT UP!’ Which surprisingly worked, he huffed before stomping away angrily, grumbling under his breath.
Eisha apologised quietly, bandaging your forearm once more, tightening the bandages before tearing it and tucking it away. “There, sorry..”
“Eisha you don’t have to apologise, I was kidding earlier I swear!” Both of you apologised back and forth before August placed a hand on her and your shoulder shaking you two out of your stupor. “THAT’S ENOUGH!”
An awkward silence washes into the room, you side-eye his hand sitting in the corner of your eye. After maybe a minute or less, you cleared your throat and stood up, “Uh, thanks again Eisha.” She smiled shyly at you, nodding her head downward before watching you leave, your hand dragging behind you to shut its door on the way out.
A smile crawled across your face, your hands pressed against your cheeks trying to force it down. The fond feeling you get whenever that insane, manic, weirdly sweet man is around.
Your body ran to your room, ready to pass out from your mission and cool your face down from its joy.
╰┈➤ FROM THE OTHER SIDE..
❥・“August, what are you doing here..?” Eisha questioned, opening a drawer to place the bandages back into it, from behind her the bed squeaked, the metal base creaking. She glanced back, seeing her brother lean heavily into it, “August?”
“Can’t I just see you Eishey babe?”
“Of course-! But, not usually around this time.. not during my work hours? I just mean you’re usually working now too.” Her hand hovered over the drawer before pushing it shut.
August flopped onto the bed, another piercing screech of metal sounded while he rolled around in it. “Hmm, the new person..”
Eisha turned around in her chair, “.. right?”
He angled his visors down to look at her without the orange filter, “Nothin’! Just, interesting to me!”
“Interesting? In the same way as everyone is, or differently?” She asked, moving her chair closer to the side of the bed. August expanded his smile once more.
“Definitely interesting in a different way.”
That surprised Eisha, not that it was unusual for him to take interest in everyone because it meant he could make new clothes for them. But different meant that it wasn’t just about the clothes, it was..
Her cheeks reddened a light colour imbedded into her skin, “Oh..— August really..!?” She gasped and seized his arm cautiously.
August shot up, “YESSIR EISHEY-WEISHEY!” He manically began laughing, kicking his legs up and down while letting his arm be held to the surface by Eisha who wore a soft smile.
“I’m glad..” she whispered tenderly, knowing August would hear her. His crazed smile lessened into something more satisfied, more subdued, “Crazy..”
His cheeks continued to twitch into a smile, humming lowly while his chest stirred with something. Not excitement for a new project, or intrigue for some style, but contemplation, and a mild anticipation for when he’d next see you.
╰──╮
❥・“Alright, hands on the table.” Riyo said, leaning into the lunch table with the others around her, “I know I’m not imagining this when I say our newcomer and resident stylist are getting— closer.”
Enjin donned a knavish grin, “Oh-ho ho, I’m GLAD you noticed, thought I was going crazy!” Gris respired.
“You two.. leave it alone, if the two are happy then leave it!” Rudo looked between the older members confusedly, Zanka across from him began biting the inside of his cheek, his foot tapping impatiently on the ground.
Tomme tilted forward, “Come on Gris, you see it too!”
She teased, tapping at his hand, his mouth tensed into a strained line, “I see it, that’s why I know I can ignore it!”
“What are we talking about??” Rudo said, the adults at the table glanced around to each other, Riyo giggling as she pat his hair, “Oh Rudo, it’s just the season of love.”
“… Love..??”
“That’s right kid.” Enjin blurted out, smirk tilting onto one side of his face, jacket sleeve crinkling as he leaned it onto the table. “The romantic kind,” He added.
His face flushed, “WHAT..?! BETWEEN THEM?! NO WAY..!” He screamed, striking the table with his hands and standing up instantly, Tomme chuckled, covering her mouth with her hand.
The crowd of people grew, people teasing Rudo, adding their own input— save for the exceptions who didn’t get involved with trivial gossip.
And yet no one noticed from the other side of the room, the exit occupied by two people standing in it.
“Hear that August, they’re talking about us.”
“Sounds like it my poser, should we tell em’ yet?!”
You grabbed his hand before he could step into the room, loudly announcing your two week old relationship. “No, let them think about it, it’ll die down eventually, also didn’t you say you had something new to show me?”
He beamed, the typical robust energy coming from his as he promptly directed himself in the opposite direction away from the canteen, “YES. Just for you! I made a few more adjustments to that top you wanted, made the hem a bit shorter like you asked-"
“Show me, don’t tell me.”
His tongue clicked, pushing a brief kiss to your cheek, “ALRIGHT! As you wish my soubrette!”
Dragging you along behind him, you both left behind the gossiping flock. Your hands intertwined, pulling you two to the one place you can both call yours— apparently that’s what August calls his workshop now, it’s yours not just his, given how much time you spend there.
And whilst you approached the door, his arm extended, opening it for you, “Go on, you’ll always be in first if I can help it!”
You kissed him tersely, walking in without seeing his grin, you were used to it. Behind you he followed, shutting the door, ready to keep the room to the things he loved— minus Eisha who was currently busy.
His clothes, designs, and you.
Everything a starving man like himself needs, or so he’s say <3
╰┈➤ THAT’S ALL!
❥・ Wooo! It’s always so fun to write things like these, I have an urge to write the confession part since I cut it for time given that this request took longer than I wanted.. so if that’s something anyone wants, please tell me!
There’s a reason why there isn’t so much of August yearning,loudly to say the least, it’s more internal so there is writing to be written! I’m sorry!
Also important to note this isn’t proofread as is none of my work, so if there’s mistakes I’m sorry! But if that’s everything— and I think it is, I, thank you for reading!
╰┈➤ headcanons about appearance, actions, and overall character! ❞ — REQUESTED! ⚠︎·˚
｡★ semi-short - may unintentionally be OOC! - minor spoilers! - a lot of yapping, sorry in advance.
POSSIBLE TW: topics of misogyny & sexism !!
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╰┈➤ NOTES
❥・The thing about making a character the opposite gender is that when they’re very deeply rooted in how they were raised, their ideals, and surroundings it’s important to think about how they would be differently treated and raised with/without that stepping stone.
❥・ example— a man born in a man’s world will thrive, a woman in a woman’s world will thrive, but a woman in a man’s world ? Naoya is the former, to put him in the latter it’ll be very different but I’ll try stay close to the character irregardless.
╰┈➤ FEM!NAOYA ZENIN
❥・Unfortunately, I think Naoya would still be misogynistic, more in the internalised misogyny way.
❥・Unlike Maki who managed to somewhat pull away from the misogynistic and sexist household she was in, I don’t think Naoya would be privy to that having born earlier and being older where leniency was much less available.
❥・Trying to keep in theme with his obvious narcissism, I think he’d instead of taking pride in upholding his status, he’d have to instead switch his ideals to upholding the customs he’s grown used to.
❥・Now he has to follow the rules that he originally set in place, following behind and being punished for a small mistake.
❥・About his appearance.. I think it’s obvious that he’d look a lot different than he previously does, probably wouldn’t be allowed piercings— or at least not the amount he has now, and definitely no dyed hair.
❥・I don’t think he’d be timid, not at all, still confident, but not more so than the men around him because when he’s a she, that isn’t allowed.
❥・She would likely mock anyone who doesn’t take the same steps in fitting the mould as she would, her narcissism stems from following the rules set like her original male counterpart, except of course it’s flipped!
❥・Would 100% enjoy taking the special status /roles he’d get from following the rules, can’t deny it. Still Naoya at the end of the day.
❥・I wanna believe that he wouldn’t be like that, but I’m trying to be realistic, considering that Maki left though.. let’s see the alternative—
╰┈➤ ALTERNATIVELY
❥・Theres a chance that Naoya still being narcissistic could lead him (or rather her in this scenario) to being like Maki, refusing to take less than earned.
❥・This would only really work if his narcissism didn’t stem from his misogynistic ideals though they at least partly do which is why this ‘alternatively’ as opposed to an add on to my original points.
❥・But if this was the case, he’d surely still have dyed hair, piercings, and I’d headcanon a lot more jewellery!
❥・Still would be insufferable, but not sexist, our bar is low but for someone like Naoya that’s the standard I guess.
❥・This version I prefer much more, the still overly cocky and narcissistic version, who places more value on their self-worth than they probably should, but not in a sexist way. ‘I’m not better than men or women, I’m better than both.’
❥・Just a little thing to think about I guess!
╰┈➤ To be clear, I’m not saying this would be canon of course, just my headcanons that I was asked for! It’s pretty interesting to think about these things, especially since a character like Naoya always had a stepping stone in his life because of being more a guy, taking that away forces you to think of how a character would struggle with things they’ve never even thought of! This was interesting to write, apologies it’s so short, but thank you to the person who requested it!
could you do an august x reader fic related to your gachi hcs where reader has scars please? i also love your hcs! specifically the august ones, they're so sweeet qwq
YES! I’d love to write that, and I’m so glad you love my headcanons, it means a lot to me that people enjoy and appreciate my writing so thank you! ♥︎
As per usual, it’ll be in my usual format! Please send a DM if that’s not what you want but otherwise please wait patiently! Thank you yet again anon! (๑ᵔ⤙ᵔ๑)
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