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loud in the way celebrations always are when too many people are happy in one place. plates clink, laughter overlaps, voices rise over each other until it all blends into something warm and chaotic.
isagi is at the center of it.
“it’s MY birthday,” he’s saying, pointing at bachira who’s halfway through stealing food off his plate. “why are YOU eating more than me?”
anri laughs, leaning into you slightly as she watches them. “this is exactly why i said we should’ve gotten separate plates.”
“you knew this would happen,” reo adds, smiling as he takes a sip of his drink. “you just wanted to see it.”
shidou is already halfway out of his seat, trying to convince the server to bring a spanish dish that’s “spicier, like actually spicy, not fake spicy,” while bunny sits beside him, casually correcting his pronunciation under his breath.
“you’re going to get us kicked out,” bunny mutters.
“worth it,” shidou grins.
you laugh, your attention drifting across the table. and landing on rin.
he’s there. present. but quieter than the rest. watching, listening, occasionally responding when someone pulls him into the conversation, but you can tell. the noise, the constant energy, the overlapping voices – it’s starting to wear on him.
you notice the moment it tips. it’s subtle. the way his shoulders shift, the way his gaze drifts toward the exit for half a second too long. then as predicted, he stands.
“i’ll be back,” he says simply.
no one questions it. except isagi. he watches rin move through the crowd, slipping out of the restaurant like it’s second nature. and after a beat, he stands, too.
“i’ll be back,” he says, grabbing his jacket.
“where are you going?” anri asks.
“checking on him.”
you glance up. your chest tightens slightly. but you don’t say anything. you just watch isagi leave.
outside, the air is cooler. quieter. the noise from inside muffled behind closed doors and glass. rin is leaning against the wall, head tilted back slightly, eyes half-lidded as he breathes in slowly, letting the calm settle into him.
“too much?” isagi’s voice cuts in.
rin opens one eye. “yeah. something like that.”
isagi steps beside him, leaning against the wall, too. “figured.”
a small pause.
“you’re doing better than i expected though,” isagi adds.
rin huffs lightly. “what does that mean.”
“you didn’t disappear completely.”
“i’m outside though.”
“you’re still here.”
rin doesn’t respond to that.
isagi glances at him, a small smile tugging at his lips. “you’re getting used to it.”
“i’m tolerating it.”
“hey, that’s progress.”
rin shakes his head slightly.
a quiet beat passes between them. then isagi nudges him lightly with his shoulder.
“so.”
rin already knows. “what.”
“you and her.”
rin exhales slowly. “what about it.”
isagi tilts his head. “you’re better.”
rin glances at him.
“than before,” isagi clarifies. “you’re actually… talking. existing. not looking like you’re about to… implode every five seconds.”
rin looks away. “... i’m trying.”
“i can tell.”
another pause. then–
“you like her,” isagi says.
rin’s jaw tightens slightly. he can’t even deny it. “yeah… i do.”
“no,” isagi shakes his head. “not like that. let me reword it.”
rin frowns. “huh.”
isagi studies him for a second. then smiles. “you love her.”
the four-letter word lands heavier than anything else said so far.
rin doesn’t deflect. doesn’t deny it. “yeah… i do…”
isagi lets out a quiet breath, almost like a laugh. “man. that’s a strong word.”
“i know.”
isagi shakes his head, still smiling slightly. “i could tell though.”
rin’s brows knit faintly. “when.”
“early,” isagi says. “like… really early.”
rin looks at him, skeptical. “you didn’t even know me.”
“i didn’t need to.” isagi shrugs lightly. “the way you looked at her? obvious.”
rin exhales through his nose. “it wasn’t obvious.”
“it was, bro.”
a small pause.
“you don’t look at anything else like that,” isagi adds.
rin doesn’t argue. because he knows that he’s right.
isagi pushes off the wall slightly, turning to face him more directly. “so don’t mess it up again.”
rin meets his gaze. “i won’t.”
isagi studies him for a second. then nods.
“good.” a pause. “and don’t let anything stop you this time.”
rin’s expression shifts slightly. “… like what.”
isagi shrugs. “yourself.”
rin looks away briefly, thinking. then back. “i won’t.”
isagi smiles. he turns toward the door, already heading back inside.
“because if you do,” he adds over his shoulder, “i’m not cleaning up your mess again.”
rin huffs a quiet laugh.
isagi pushes the door open, noise spilling out again as he steps back into the chaos.
rin lingers for a second longer. breathing in the quiet. grounding himself.
then he follows.
by the end of the night, you are gone.
not so messy in a disastrous way, like falling over tables or forgetting your own name. but warm and glowing and far too honest for your own good. your laugh comes easier, your cheeks hurt from smiling, and every thought that crosses your mind suddenly feels acceptable to say out loud.
it’s the alcohol. at least, that’s what you blame.
you did think about it beforehand. briefly. very briefly actually. there was a moment when bunny slid another drink toward you and you remembered the last time you got drunk around rin – the confessions, the clinginess, the way your brain had apparently decided shame no longer existed after a certain blood alcohol percentage.
you should’ve stopped there.
yet instead, you accepted the drink anyway because everyone was having too much fun. bachira was loudly singing a birthday song remix that made absolutely no sense, shidou was arguing with the staff about whether sparklers should legally be allowed on desserts, and isagi was laughing so hard he almost spilled his drink into reo’s lap and nearly ruined his 1.5 million yen beige trousers.
and somewhere in the middle of all that chaos, you looked over at rin.
he was smiling. actually smiling. soft around the edges in a way he only ever seemed to be around people he trusted. around you.
so you drank the stupid drink. and now here you are, walking home beside him while your body feels like it’s been astrally projected and your thoughts feel dangerously unfiltered.
“you’re drunk again,” rin says quietly, one hand steadying you as you nearly step off the sidewalk wrong.
“i’m not that drunk.”
“you just apologized to a vending machine because you thought you bumped into it.”
“it was dark.”
rin huffs out the smallest laugh under his breath, and your heart immediately betrays you by squeezing painfully at the sound.
god. you missed him.
not just having him around. not just talking to him. you missed this. the tiny reactions. the low voice beside you at night. the way he instinctively keeps pace with your steps. the way being near him still makes your chest feel too full.
the city is quieting around you as the two of you continue down the street, neon signs glowing softly against the dark sky. you’re halfway through rambling about how birthday desserts should legally count as full meals when the first raindrop lands on your cheek.
you blink. another raindrop follows. then suddenly, rain crashes down all at once. not a drizzle or light rain. a full downpour.
“oh my gosh!” you yelp, laughing immediately as the cold water hits your face.
rin stops short, staring upward in disbelief. “are you serious?”
within seconds, both of you are getting soaked.
“you said it wasn’t supposed to rain tonight!” you accuse, pointing at him dramatically like this is somehow his fault.
“i looked at the forecast!”
“well clearly your forecast sucks!”
rin clicks his tongue in annoyance, already pulling his jacket off before lifting it over your head like a shield. you laugh harder at the sight of him trying to cover you while the loud rain drenches him instead.
“rin, now you’re the one getting wet!”
“you’re smaller!”
“that’s your argument?!”
“it makes sense!”
“it literally doesn’t!”
the two of you hurry down the sidewalk, squeezed close together beneath the pathetic excuse of shelter his jacket provides. water splashes around your shoes, rain sticking your hair to your face while rin looks increasingly irritated at the weather, at himself, at the universe apparently.
“you forgot your umbrella, too?” you ask between laughs.
he looks offended. “how was i supposed to know this would happen?”
“you live in tokyo!”
“and?”
“it rains here!”
“for goodness sake, you’re annoying.”
“you love me though.”
the words slip out before you can stop them.
the air changes instantly. your laughter softens first. then his expression does, too. rain pours around the two of you in heavy sheets, but it seemingly gets quieter, the city blurring behind the water and neon light until it almost feels like the rest of the world disappeared.
“… sorry,” you mumble, swallowing and suddenly more aware of yourself.
rin’s gaze stays fixed on you.
“you miss me?” you ask quietly, trying to recover from your own embarrassment with humor.
his jaw tightens slightly. “yeah.”
your heart stumbles. you weren’t expecting such a fast, straightforward reply. so you look away first.
rain drips from the edge of his jacket above your head, your shoulders brushing as the two of you slow beneath the glow of a streetlamp.
“i missed you, too,” you admit softly. “like… everything.”
rin goes still.
you laugh weakly, nerves suddenly flooding in now that you’ve started talking.
“i missed your voice. and your apartment. and your stupid quiet staring problem.” you glance up at him through damp lashes. “and your lips.”
that one hangs in the air. your chest tightens immediately after saying it, but the alcohol keeps you from retreating fully.
rin’s eyes darken slightly. “don’t say things like that.”
“why?”
“because.”
“that’s not an answer, rin.”
rainwater drips from his hair onto his jaw as he exhales slowly, visibly trying to stay composed while you stand there looking at him like that.
“i want to kiss you again, too,” he admits quietly.
your breath catches.
“but not like this,” he continues, voice lower now. “i want it to be somewhere special.”
you blink up at him.
“and when you’re sober.”
you groan softly, head falling against his shoulder for a second. “you’re too responsible now.”
“you’re drunk.”
“i’m functional, thank you very much.”
“you tried to pet a traffic cone earlier.”
“it looked friendly.”
rin laughs despite himself, and the rare sound makes your stomach flip. you tilt your head back to look at him again, rain still falling around the two of you.
“… nothing’s ever gonna beat our first kiss anyway,” you murmur. “the upside down one was unfairly romantic.”
rin’s gaze lingers on your lips.
you continue rambling softly, warmth spilling from you easier than it should.
“and i’m honestly not even THAT drunk, so technically–”
he kisses you before you can finish the sentence. completely interrupting you. one second you’re talking, the next his hand is cupping your jaw and his mouth is on yours, warm and desperate and familiar enough to knock the breath out of you instantly.
you melt into him immediately.
rain soaks through both of your clothes while he kisses you like he’s been holding himself back for weeks and finally got tired of pretending he could keep doing it. your fingers clutch at the front of his shirt, laughing softly against his lips because finally, finally, he’s kissing you again.
and god, you missed this. you missed him.
rin pulls back just enough to breathe, nose brushing against yours while rain drips down both your faces.
“i missed everything,” he admits quietly, voice rougher now. “the way you talk. the way you laugh at your own jokes before anyone else does. the way you make every place feel…” he exhales shakily. “alive.”
your chest aches. you touch his face carefully, thumb brushing rainwater – or maybe tears, you honestly can’t tell anymore – from beneath his eyes.
“i missed how safe you feel,” you whisper back. “i missed your hands. your voice. i missed being able to look at something and immediately want to tell you about it. and i could go on and on, but then we’d stay here for days at the very least.”
rin closes his eyes for a second like the confession physically hurts him.
then he kisses you again. softer this time. slower. like he’s relearning something precious he thought he lost.
by the time the two of you reach your apartment building, you’re both soaked.
your shoes squeak faintly against the floor of the hallway, rainwater dripping from your sleeves and hair while rin walks beside you carrying your bag because “you’ll drop it” apparently.
“i would not drop it,” you mumble.
“did you already forget that you dropped it earlier? i caught it in time before all your makeup products spilled on the ground.”
“that was different.”
“how.”
“... it just was.”
rin snorts softly under his breath, and the sound sends warmth rushing through your chest all over again.
damn, you really did miss him so badly.
you stop in front of your apartment door, fumbling slightly with your keys while rin stands beside you, still holding his jacket over your head despite the fact that you’re already drenched beyond saving.
“you know we’re under a roof now,” you point out.
“… habit.”
your chest tightens at that.
the lock clicks open. you push the door inward. and then you hesitate. because suddenly the idea of him leaving feels unbearable. you glance back at him.
his hair is damp, dark strands sticking slightly to his forehead, his shirt clinging to his body from the rain. his cheeks are faintly flushed from the cold air, but his eyes stay fixed on you with that same quiet intensity that always makes your heartbeat feel uneven.
before you can overthink it, you grab his wrist. and pull him inside.
rin stumbles slightly from surprise, blinking at you as the door shuts behind him.
“what are you doing???”
you don’t answer. you just step closer and kiss him. immediately.
his breath catches against your lips. for half a second, he freezes in genuine surprise, like his brain needs time to catch up to the fact that you’re the one initiating this now. then his hands find your waist and suddenly he’s kissing you back like he’s starving.
the rain, the walk home, the unresolved tension of the last few months – it all crashes together at once. your fingers slide into his damp hair as his mouth moves against yours deeper by the second, slower at first before something in both of you snaps completely.
you pull away just enough to breathe.
“a week ago,” you whisper against his lips, already pulling him back in for another kiss, “we were in opposite positions.”
rin exhales shakily. you kiss him again before continuing.
“i was taking care of drunk you,” you murmur between kisses. “and you were the one pulling me into your apartment.”
his hands tighten slightly at your waist. “yeah… i remember.”
“now look at us.”
rin lets out the softest laugh against your mouth before kissing you harder.
the two of you stumble toward the couch almost blindly, coats slipping off somewhere onto the floor without either of you caring where they land. your fingers tug at his shirt desperately, needing him closer, needing less space between the two of you after spending so long pretending distance was survivable.
you end up in his lap almost without realizing it, knees pressing into the couch cushions on either side of him as his hands slide beneath your top. the touch makes you shiver instantly.
his palms are warm against your skin, fingers tracing upward carefully until they reach the straps of your bra. one slips down your shoulder slowly beneath his touch, exposing warm skin that immediately earns another kiss from him near your collarbone.
your breathing falters. but he only kisses your shoulder again, slower this time, and you swear your entire body melts.
your hands move to his shirt next, pushing it upward impatiently until he helps pull it over his head completely. the second your palms meet bare skin, your head spins a little.
he’s warm. solid. your fingertips trace the muscles in his arms curiously before your nails drag lightly along the dips of them, and the reaction you get from him is immediate. rin’s head drops forward against your shoulder with a quiet curse under his breath.
“… wait.”
his hands tighten against your waist.
“don’t do that.”
you stare at him innocently. “do what?”
“that.”
you do it again just to watch his reaction.
rin exhales sharply through his nose, eyes closing for a second like he’s trying to maintain the last scraps of self-control left in his body.
“you’re enjoying this too much.”
“how’d you know?”
his gaze lifts back to yours. dark. wrecked. completely gone for you. the look on his face almost makes you lose your mind entirely.
you lean down to kiss him again, slower now, your fingers still roaming across his arms and shoulders while his hands drift dangerously lower against your waist.
the air between you grows heavier by the second. warmer. your heartbeat feels out of control. so does his.
and then rin suddenly pulls back. hard. not away from you completely, but enough to create space.
both of you breathe heavily for a second, staring at each other while trying to regain some form of coherent thought.
“… we should stop,” he says finally, voice rough.
you blink, still dazed. “… what?”
rin runs a hand through his damp hair, visibly struggling to focus. “before this turns into something else.”
your cheeks flush harder immediately. “… oh.”
“i don’t have protection with me,” he admits, clearly frustrated at himself for it. “and i don’t trust myself to stop later if we keep going now.”
he says it honestly and directly. but you also catch the slight tension in his shoulders afterward, like he’s bracing for disappointment. for you to get upset. for you to think he’s rejecting you after everything that just happened. instead, you nod.
“yeah,” you say softly. “you’re right.”
rin blinks. “… i am?”
“yes?”
he stares at you like he expected literally any other response. you laugh softly at the expression on his face before climbing off his lap and sitting beside him instead, fixing your shirt while trying to slow your breathing.
“sorry,” you murmur after a second. “i got carried away.”
rin immediately shakes his head. “don’t apologize.”
“i kind of attacked you.”
“i liked it.”
you laugh harder at how fast he says it.
his face flushes slightly once he realizes how desperate that sounded. “i just mean–”
“rin.”
“what.”
“don’t. you’ll make it worse.”
he groans quietly, dropping his head into his hands for a second while you continue laughing beside him.
and then, without thinking, he grabs one of your couch pillows and presses it directly against his own face.
you stare. “did you just hide from me in my own apartment?”
his muffled voice comes through the pillow. “this is one of those moments i wish i could mute you.”
you laugh so hard your stomach hurts.
and rin, despite being horrifically embarrassed, starts laughing, too.
the laughter eventually fades slowly, like it always does, leaving behind something softer in its place. the room feels warmer now, quieter after everything that just happened, the air still carrying traces of your breathless giggles and his embarrassed muttering into your couch pillow.
rin lowers the pillow from his face, peeking at you cautiously. “… are you done.”
you wipe at your eyes, still smiling. “no. that was actually really funny.”
“well i’m glad my suffering entertained you.”
“it did.”
he exhales, shaking his head, but there’s no real irritation behind it. if anything, he looks lighter and looser. like he’s not carrying everything all at once for once. you shift slightly beside him, tucking one leg under you as you lean back into the couch.
for a second, neither of you says anything. but you break the silence.
“my dad died.”
the words come out so casually it almost doesn’t register. rin, of course, is caught off guard completely.
“... i’m sorry? did i hear that right…?”
you stare ahead, not looking at him, like you’re still deciding how you feel about saying it out loud.
“my biological dad,” you clarify after a moment, voice quieter now. “the one i told you about.”
you shrug lightly, but it doesn’t reach your eyes.
“i didn’t even know until someone called me. like, some random number. and then suddenly they’re talking about life insurance and paperwork and–” you let out a small, disbelieving laugh. “they keep calling me. every day. different people. different numbers.”
rin’s jaw clenches slightly.
“i blocked one and then another one called like two hours later,” you continue, rubbing your temple faintly. “it’s just… constant.”
he doesn’t interrupt. he just listens.
“i don’t even know what i’m supposed to feel about it,” you admit, softer now. “like… i don’t miss him. i don’t feel sad. but i don’t feel… nothing either.”
you glance down at your hands.
“it’s just weird.”
the word doesn’t quite capture it. but it’s the closest one you have.
rin shifts beside you, turning slightly so he’s facing you more fully now.
“you don’t have to feel anything specific,” he says quietly. “there’s no right reaction to something like that.”
you nod faintly. “i know.”
a pause.
“it’s just annoying more than anything,” you add, trying to lighten it. “like, can they at least text me instead of calling? i hate answering unknown numbers.”
rin huffs softly. “you shouldn’t answer them at all.”
“i tried that.”
“change your number.”
you laugh quietly, leaning your head back against the couch. “that feels a little extreme.”
“it’s effective.”
you smile faintly, the tension easing just a little. then without really thinking, you lean into him. your head resting against his shoulder.
rin goes still for a second. then relaxes. his arm shifts slightly behind you, almost fully wrapping around you, but close enough that you can feel the warmth of him beside you.
“you’re okay,” he murmurs after a moment, voice softer now.
you hum quietly in response.
“i mean it,” he adds. “you handled worse than this.”
your eyes start to feel heavy. the alcohol. the rain. the emotional whiplash of the night finally catching up to you all at once. “… i know.”
rin glances down at you. your eyes are half-lidded now, your breathing slowing just slightly. and something about the way you’re leaning on him like this, trusting him like this, makes his chest tighten.
“you’re stronger than you think,” he says quietly, more to himself than to you. “but you don’t always have to be.”
you don’t respond. he keeps going anyway. because now that he’s started, he can’t really stop.
“you don’t have to handle everything on your own,” he murmurs. “not with stuff like that. not when it’s… messy.”
his gaze softens slightly as he looks down at you.
“you’re allowed to take breaks. even from things you think you should be able to handle.”
your breathing evens out. slower. quieter. he doesn’t notice. he’s too focused on the words spilling out of him – different from earlier, softer, less desperate, more steady, like he’s found a good rhythm.
“and you don’t have to prove anything to anyone anymore,” he continues. “you already did enough. more than enough.”
a pause.
“you don’t owe him anything.”
there’s only silence. so he waits. just for a second. then another.
“… hey.”
no response.
rin blinks. he tilts his head slightly, looking down at you more carefully. your eyes are fully closed now. your face relaxed. your breathing steady. completely asleep.
“… oh.”
the realization hits all at once. he exhales softly through his nose, a faint smile pulling at his lips despite himself.
“you didn’t hear any of that.”
he shakes his head slightly, adjusting his position so you don’t slide off his shoulder.
“unbelievable.”
but his hand comes up anyway. resting lightly against your arm. staying there. just in case you wake up.
a month and a half passes in a way that almost feels deceptive.
time moves forward without forcing anything, without breaking anything. days turn into weeks, weeks fold into routine, and somewhere in the middle of all of it, things between you and rin begin to settle into something softer.
you see each other often. sometimes planned, sometimes not. sometimes it’s a date, sometimes it’s just sitting side by side doing your own things. sometimes it’s nothing more than a quiet walk home. and yet, all of it matters.
so when his message comes through, it stands out immediately.
rin:
don’t go on social media today.
you frown at your phone. but, before you can respond, another message appears.
rin:
shibuya crossing. 19:30.
your heart gives a small, uncertain beat.
[name]:
and just what are you planning?
a minute passes. then–
rin:
just trust me.
another minute.
rin:
you’ll understand when you see it.
you try to ignore your phone for the rest of the day. you really do. but it’s impossible not to notice the shift.
notifications pile up faster than usual. messages from friends. group chats exploding. even people in your classes are whispering about something happening downtown. at one point, you overhear someone say “did you see what spider man did?” and your stomach flips so hard you almost drop your pen. it doesn’t help that even anri texts you twice with a simple: ARE YOU SEEING THIS???????
you don’t check. you don’t open anything. because he told you not to.
and for some reason, that matters more than your curiosity.
eventually, by the time you reach shibuya, the city feels… different. alive in a sharper way.
crowds have gathered thicker than usual, people clustering in pockets instead of flowing smoothly through the crossing. phones are raised. conversations overlap in hushed excitement and disbelief, like everyone is reacting to the same thing at once, but no one can fully process it.
you slow down instinctively. your heart starting to race without your permission.
“what the hell did you do, rin…” you murmur under your breath.
you move through the crowd, weaving between shoulders and half-turned bodies until you reach the center of the crossing.
people aren’t looking at each other. they’re looking up.
you follow their gaze. and then everything inside you stills.
it stretches across the side of a building so large it almost doesn’t feel real. webbing – thick, deliberate, layered in a way that makes it impossible to mistake for anything accidental – spelled out in bold, unmistakable words:
HOME > HERO
your breath leaves you all at once. not a gasp, nor a sound. just… gone.
because you understand it immediately. there’s no hesitation. no confusion. no part of you that questions what he meant.
home.
not a place. not a location.
you.
your chest tightens so suddenly it almost hurts. because you remember. you remember the rooftop. the nights he spent alone above the city. the way he carried everything by himself because he thought that’s what being a “hero” meant. the way he chose distance, chose sacrifice, chose responsibility, even when it meant losing you.
and now – this. this is his answer. not whispered. not hidden. rather, written across the sky in a way that forces the entire city to witness it, but meant for only one person. for you.
your vision blurs slightly, and you don’t even realize you’re smiling until your cheeks start to ache.
no one else here knows. to them, it’s a message. a statement. something bold and chaotic and very spider man. but to you, it’s a confession. it’s him standing in the center of everything he once prioritized and saying, without hesitation, without fear – you come first.
not the city. not the responsibility. not the identity that once controlled every part of him.
you.
your heart pounds harder with every passing second, something warm and overwhelming flooding your chest until you don’t know what to do with it.
this isn’t small. this isn’t casual. this isn’t something you can brush off or misunderstand. this is him choosing you in the absolutely loudest way he possibly can.
you shake your head slightly, a breathless laugh escaping you as you look up at the message again.
“you’re fucking insane, rin.”
but your voice is soft. fond. completely undone.
your phone buzzes in your hand. you don’t even have to look. you already know. still, you glance down.
rin:
look up.
your heart stutters again.
[name]:
i am.
rin:
no. really look.
you swallow. and then you turn. your eyes scan the rooftops this time, not the message, not the crowd, just the skyline, searching instinctively until you find him. perched high above the chaos, balanced effortlessly like he belongs there, the city stretched out behind him.
he’s not looking at the message. he’s not looking at the crowd. he’s looking at you. only you. even from this distance, you can feel it. that same focus. that same unwavering attention that’s always made you feel like the rest of the world disappears when he looks at you like that.
your breath catches again. suddenly, the message feels even bigger. not just something he wrote. something he meant. something he’s standing by, right now, watching your reaction like it matters more than anything else happening below him.
your fingers tighten slightly around your phone. you don’t look away. you can’t.
and for a moment, the entire city fades into the background. all the noise. all the movement. all the people. gone.
because it’s just you, and him, and the words he left behind like a promise. a promise that doesn’t need to be spoken out loud. because he’s already said it in the only way that matters.
he chose you.
and this time, he made sure you knew.
the city doesn’t stay quiet about it for long. it can’t.
by the time you get home, the message has already spread far beyond shibuya. it’s everywhere – screens, headlines, group chats, whispered conversations between strangers who suddenly feel like they’re part of something bigger than themselves.
no one agrees on what it means.
but everyone agrees it means something.
your phone is impossible to ignore now. notifications stack on top of each other, your screen lighting up every few seconds like it’s trying to keep up with something moving too fast to process.
you finally open it.
and the internet is… completely losing its mind.
#HOME>HERO
#SPIDERMANCONFESSION
#TOKYOWEBMESSAGE
all trending. all at once.
your message app is worse.
anri: WHAT DID YOU DO.
bachira: THIS IS SO COOL????
reo: this is… A LOT.
shidou: YO CHECK THIS OUT SPIDEY MAN IS DOWN BADDD.
isagi: … you should probably call him.
you stare at the messages. at the tweets. at the chaos unfolding over something that was never meant for any of them.
because that’s the part that makes your chest ache the most – they’re all trying to understand it. to label it. to assign meaning to it in a way that fits their perspective.
but none of them – not a single person – guesses the truth. no one says your name. no one connects it to you. no one realizes that the message towering over the busiest crossing in tokyo wasn’t meant for the city at all.
it wasn’t for headlines. or theories. or attention.
it was for one person. just one. you.
and somehow, that makes it feel even bigger, even more intimate. in the middle of all this noise, all this speculation, all these people trying to decode something that was never theirs to understand, you’re the only one who already knows.
you don’t need theories. or explanations. or confirmation. because when you saw it, you felt it. clear. undeniable.
home.
you press your phone to your chest for a second, your heart still racing in a way that hasn’t settled since you left shibuya. and somewhere out there, he’s probably still watching.
not the reactions. not the trends. not the chaos. just waiting for one person’s answer.
yours.
blue hour settles in like a held breath.
the sky is washed in that soft in-between color – deepening indigo, edges of the city glowing faintly as lights flicker on one by one. from your balcony, everything feels distant in a way it usually doesn’t. quieter. like the world is pausing just long enough for something important to happen.
you’re still thinking about it – the message. the way your chest tightened when you saw it. the way it hasn’t fully settled even now.
HOME > HERO.
your fingers rest lightly against the railing as you stare out at the skyline, lost somewhere between disbelief and something warmer, something deeper that you haven’t quite named yet.
the door behind you slides open. you don’t turn immediately. you already know.
“you’re avoiding me.”
rin’s voice is quiet, but there’s something under it – something that almost sounds like nerves, which is rare enough to make your heart stutter.
you glance back over your shoulder. “’m not.”
he steps out onto the balcony anyway, letting the door close behind him. he doesn’t stand too far. doesn’t crowd you either.
“you left pretty fast,” he says.
you huff softly. “you wrote something across shibuya,” you reply. “and it’s still there. so i think i’m allowed to take a minute.”
his lips twitch slightly and a small pause settles between you.
you turn fully now, leaning back against the railing, arms loosely folded. “you’re insane, you know that?”
“i’ve heard.”
“that was… too much.”
“i know.”
“you couldn’t have just… talked to me? told me that in-person?”
he shakes his head once. “no.”
you narrow your eyes. “why not?”
rin exhales slowly, glancing out at the city for a second before looking back at you.
“because talking is where i messed up before.”
that catches you off guard.
“i said the wrong things,” he continues. “or i didn’t say anything at all. and either way, it ended the same.”
your chest tightens slightly. he steps closer, not to overwhelm you, but so his voice doesn’t have to carry.
“so i wanted to do something i couldn’t take back,” he says. “something i couldn’t explain away later.”
your heart starts beating faster.
“you don’t write something like that unless you mean it,” he adds. “and i needed you to know that i’m not guessing anymore.”
you swallow. “guessing what…?”
his gaze holds yours. unwavering.
“what matters more.”
the words land heavier than anything else he’s said.
“i used to think i had to be everything for everyone,” he continues, quieter now. “that if i had the ability to help, then i didn’t get to choose when or how.”
a pause.
“but that kind of thinking cost me you.”
your breath catches. he doesn’t look away though.
“and i kept telling myself it was worth it,” he admits. “that losing you was part of doing the right thing. but i wasn’t being a hero. i was just… alone. isolating myself.”
silence settles for a second. then he reaches into his pocket. you watch carefully this time. he pulls something out and holds it between his fingers before offering it to you.
“take it.”
you hesitate before reaching out. when you look down, your breath catches. a spider man pen. not the exact same one you already own. but close enough that it feels like a thread being tied back together. the same black and teal colors decorate the outer coating with just a different design wrapped around the plastic.
“oh, you found another one.”
“i didn’t find it,” he says. “i went looking for it.”
you look up. his expression doesn’t change.
“you left your old one behind,” he continues. “and i kept it.”
a beat.
“longer than i should’ve.”
your grip tightens slightly around the pen and you feel your chest tighten. because this… this is so small. and somehow so big.
“why give me a new one…” you ask softly.
rin steps closer again. this time, there’s almost no space left between you.
“because i don’t want us to pick up where we left off,” he says. “i want to do it right.”
your heart stumbles.
“not half of something,” he continues. “not something that depends on timing or circumstances.”
his voice lowers slightly. more intentional.
“something i choose. every time.”
only one word can describe the tone in his voice: decided. like he’s already lived with the answer long enough to be sure of it.
“i don’t want to lose you again,” he says. “not because i messed up. not because i hesitated. not because i thought something else was more important. so i’m not going to make you guess how i feel.”
a pause.
“and i don’t want to keep doing this in between space where we both know what this is, but don’t say it out loud,” he continues. “i don’t want to act like we’re something without actually choosing it.”
his gaze softens just slightly.
“so i’m asking you properly.”
your heart is racing again.
“be my girlfriend.”
no hesitation. no room for interpretation. only him standing in front of you, choosing you without holding anything back.
you stare at him for a second. then another. your mind tries to catch up, but your heart already has.
“oh wow, you’re serious,” you murmur, trying to free yourself from the heat crawling up your face. it’s not working.
“i’ve never been more serious.”
a small breath leaves you, something close to a laugh. “you… wrote something across the entire city and then followed it up with a… a pen.”
“it made sense.”
you shake your head, smiling despite yourself. “you’re not alright in the head.”
“you said that already.”
“i mean it more now.”
he almost smiles. and that – that’s what does it. you step closer, closing the last bit of space between you, your fingers still wrapped around the pen he gave you.
“yeah…” you say softly.
for a split second, he doesn’t move. like the word has to land completely. like he needs to hear it again to believe it.
“yeah,” you repeat, quieter this time, but firmer. “i’ll be your girlfriend.”
his arms wrap around you suddenly, pulling you into him so tight it knocks the breath out of you, and before you can even react, your feet leave the ground.
“rin–!”
you laugh, surprised, your hands instinctively grabbing onto him as he lifts you and spins you once, twice, like he doesn’t care about anything except the fact that you said yes.
you’ve never seen him like this. not this open. not this happy.
he sets you down, but doesn’t let go, arms still wrapped around you, pulling you close again like he’s afraid if he loosens his grip even a little, the moment might disappear. your face is pressed against his shoulder, and you can feel it – his heartbeat. it sounds like he just sprinted an entire marathon without stopping.
“okay,” he exhales quietly, almost to himself, like he’s grounding himself in it. “okay.”
you laugh softly against him, your arms sliding around his back.
“you’re really happy about this, huh.”
he pulls back just enough to look at you, his hands still resting at your waist.
“yeah. of course.”
there’s no hesitation in it. no hiding. and somehow, that makes your chest feel even fuller.
because this isn’t something he’s holding back anymore. this is him all in.
While courting, moray eels will begin with the eels gaping widely at each other over a long period of time, before entwining their bodies around each other for hours.
Floyd Leech! Who had started acting even stranger than usual recently, if it was even possible - mismatched eyes widening with a stupidly awestruck lovestruck? look on his face, giggling like a schoolgirl and similarly gaping his mouth open too, before skipping away, in a good enough mood for the entire day to attend his classes and work his shifts at Monstro Lounge - weird, but it was probably nothing… right? Cue to him happily opening his mouth around you more and more, pouting and growing impatient at your very apparent confusion about what he was doing, endlessly complaining about how “You started it first, squishy ~” and that you were “just as dense as a sea rock”, despite his own failed attempts at understanding that you had no clue to what he was doing. Nearly throwing in the towel and giving up telling you that he reciprocated your feeling when he caught you mid-yawn, eagerly perking up and mirroring your open mouth, face spilt in a wide grin as you left your mouth open to stare at him in mild confusion Scooping you up in his arms and twirling you around mid-air like a madman, and any student walking by would think so too, judging by how positively giddy he was acting right now (with his stupidly cute sharp-toothed grin and his annoyingly adorable laugh -) Things going back to normal for a little while, if not for the Floyd now permanently hanging over your shoulder, but it wasn’t like you minded that much… up until Jade approached the both of you one day in the canteen, Floyd’s arm swung over your shoulder as per usual, smile a little too sharp - “My, my, so I finally get to meet the ‘Squishy’ Floyd keeps mentioning - you really are quite bold, courting my brother like that -“ What? The eel in question groaning and pulling you to his chest, shooing his brother away. "Bleh. Get away from my squishy, Jade. They chose me, anyway, right?" ;))
Jade Leech! Whose usually pale face flushed an odd shade of pink when you opened your mouth to ask him about something, though nothing did come out as you decided that ogling his face in a rare moment of actual humanity would be more worth it - a poor decision, on your end, because now Jade had suddenly decided to follow you around school like some pink-faced, politely smiling shadow, mouth always ajar whenever you turned to look at him(staring at him for too long would result in him turning slightly despondent at your lack of response, for some reason). Helping you out with whatever task or errand you had, with seemingly no repercussions, apart from vouchers for half-off meals at the Monstro Lounge and a promise to have him as your server… but he probably just wanted you to owe him something, correct? (Ignore how he always ended up putting all his attention on your table, even if the Lounge was packed…) Blushing a rare shade of crimson that one time you’d decided to mirror his peculiar action and open your mouth as well, only managing a soft yelp as he dragged you away to an empty storeroom in the Monstro Lounge, face squished into the crook of your neck, long arms wrapped around your middle and legs entwined with yours, clinging onto you for dear life, even missing a shift due to you… oh well, it wasn’t like he particularly minded. Floyd himself coming to your dorm a while after you and Jade’s encounter, clearly upset - “Hey, I don’t care what you and Jade do together, but can you keep him in your dorm? He’s been acting all smiley and giggly after you started courting him… it’s gross.” The man in question only smiled when you finally confronted him, tucking a strand of your hair back as he grinned mischievously, “Oya? Weren’t you the one that started courting me? I merely returned your affections, that’s all.” ;)
While courting, male octopuses will typically use body language and colour changes to communicate his intentions, as well as to impress their potential mate.
Azul Ashengrotto! Who had started to invite you over to the Monstro Lounge more and more often than usual, citing taste tests for new items on the menu, free half-off vouchers and help for schoolwork, all with his eyes darting away from yours every single time, face tinted a pale pink all the while. Face now always semi-buried in body language books, clearly attempting to copy whatever he’d learnt, and failing miserably every. Single. Time. Much too skittish to maintain eye contact without faltering and making an absolute fool of himself(he’d gotten lost in your eyes and forgot what he’d wanted to say), too shy to initiate even a little bit of skinship(shrieking and fleeing the scene after you’d accidentally brushed your hand against his), too anxious to properly pull off a pick-up-line(mixing up his lines so horrendously you couldn’t help but laugh, further fueling the fact that he was sure he would never be able to win your affections). Nearly impulsively dying his hair red and stopped only by the fact that it would bring Floyd and Jade joy, which he did not wish to give them. At least not for something beneficial. Randomly asking you to join him in his VIP room one day, arms awkwardly hugging you from behind, eyes widening in surprise when you didn’t shove him off or tried to eat him, hiding his face in the crook your neck, presumably to bury his bright red face away from your curious gaze, weakly asking if you could “Just stay like this for a while. I-I’ll give you vouchers, just let me… just let me have this.” Pressing open-mouthed kisses everywhere but your mouth, beaming at the successful mount, face flushing a fascinating shade of crimson when you kissed him square of his lips - you…you liked him enough to let him stay? Really? Drafting out a proposal contract for you the minute he figured out a way to hold onto you while retaining semi-readable handwriting, holding it out to you with his chest puffed out, reading you the many causes. “You, the contractee, shall visit the contractor’s family every holiday, to properly meet the contractor’s family to ensure blessings for marriage - what’s with that look? You did accept my courtship, after all.” ;))))
hey, if you liked this… check out Heartslabyul's, Savannaclaw’s or Diasomnia’s versions?
alternatively; check out the Octavinelle masterlist?
&&. jade x reader. floyd x reader. your best friend is dead. you watched it happen. the campus is in hysterics. someone is picking students off one by one, and you're certain you're next. thankfully, jade and floyd refuse to leave your side, but you, even after such a long-standing friendship, know better than to trust them.
𝗖𝗢𝗡𝗧𝗘𝗡𝗧 𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚𝗦. based off of scream (1996). 1980s au. graphic violence / murder / death. implied idia x reader. suggestive themes. obsessive behaviour. stalking. canon-typical horror themes. gender neutral reader. dacryphilia.
various!bllk, with a reader that has BALL knowledge.
⤷ crackfic, fluff, separate characters, smau, bllk! pro players (not involved in blue lock, but using their nel teams) au, established relationships, reader is a (toxic) football nerd, they do not know about this high intelligence knowledge of you, shidou, sae finding his actual soulmate in his soulmate.
first years + Silver x reader, in where the reader is sleeping over on their room without their housewarden knowing and have to hide em (bonus points if the housewarden gets jealous plsss)
FIRST YEARS + SILVER X READER
Where you hide when the housewarden almost catches you in his room
I'm sorry but I couldn't do anything about the housewarden's jealousy, hope u like it anyways!
You really should’ve said no.
Should’ve gone back to Ramshackle like a responsible prefect. Should’ve listened to Grim’s grumbling and gone to bed at a normal hour.
Haha no.
You let Ace smirk at you with that shit eating grin, throw his arm over your shoulder, and mutter “C’mon, just for tonight. I’ll make it fun~”
Now you’re under Ace's bed.
Like. Literally under. With your knees cramped up to your chest and your nose pressed against a suspicious sock, and Ace is sitting up top, fake-snoring so loud you’re gonna scream.
Riddle’s voice floats in from the hallway. “Lights off, Ace. And if I catch you playing games at this hour again—”
Ace cuts him off, all chipper: “No games, housewarden! Just sleeping like a good little rosebud~”
You nearly wheeze. This clown.
There’s a long silence. Then, finally, the sound of retreating footsteps. You hear Deuce mutter, “You’re gonna get us all killed,” and Ace grins.
Once the coast is clear, Ace throws his blanket off and hops down to crouch beside you.
“Hey, babe,” he whispers. “Still alive down there?”
You swat at his arm. “I’m gonna kill you.”“I love when you talk dirty.”“ACE.”
He laughs and pulls you out from under the bed. And honestly? You’re pissed, you’re disheveled, but the way he beams at you when you’re safe in his bed again, curled up against his side?
…You’d do it all over again.
So listen.
This was your idea.
Epel’s whole room smells like apple shampoo and you thought hey, a little snuggle time with my farm boy bf wouldn’t hurt anyone!
Wrong.
Because Vil just so happened to come back early from his late-night spa treatment and you two were in the middle of a cuddle so aggressive it could be labeled a wrestling match. You rolled on top of each other, grabbed each other's wrists, played to see who could give the most kisses while you put your hands on each other's faces, laughing, and tangled up.
"GET IN THE CLOSET," Epel whispers, scrambling to throw a blanket over the scene of the crime.
"But—!""THE. CLOSET."
You slam the door shut just as Vil glides in, expression sharp.
“Epel. What is this? Your bed looks like it’s been ravaged by a particularly vicious boar.”
“Heheh. I toss and turn a lot?”
Vil’s eyes narrow.
He begins straightening Epel’s bed, tutting at the state of it, one step away from opening the closet.
You’re inside holding your breath and gripping Epel’s hoodie. Through the crack in the door, you can see Vil’s manicured fingers reaching for the handle.
Death is nigh. Life flashes before your eyes.
But then—
“WAIT!” Epel blurts out. “Don’t open that!”
Vil pauses. Slowly turns.
“…Why not?”
“Because,” Epel says, brain lagging, “I have Neige LeBlanche posters that Rook gave me there."
Silence.
“Excuse me?”“He said he wanted me to observe the real beauty and he had so many posters...’”
“…”
Vil pinches the bridge of his nose, mutters something about freakish weirdos and leaves.
You tumble out five seconds later, gasping. Epel helps you up looking proud and horrified at the same time.
“That was the worst thing I’ve ever said.”
“You’re so messed up.”
You both cackle like lunatics into the night.
Silver is… a problem.
Not because he doesn’t want you there. No, Silver loves having you around. It’s just—
He forgot. Literally.
You’re waking up in his bed, tangled in the sheets, and Silver blinks awake next to you looking around like he just respawned.
“Yuu...?” he mumbles, voice still sleepy. “Did we… did I…”“You invited me over last night.”
“I did?”
“You said ‘the moon’s lonely tonight. Come warm me up.’ It was poetic and kinda hot.”
“Oh. I do remember that.”
He curls back into you like a sleepy kitten, arms around your waist. You start dozing off again—until a very distinctive knock rattles the door.
Lilia.
"Oh no. I forgot he’s on patrol.”
You scramble to hide under the covers while Silver stumbles to the door. Lilia peeks inside smile already too knowing.
“Morning, my little dreamer. Sleep well?”
“Yeah.”
“Alone?”
“...Yes.”
Lilia’s eyes flick to the suspiciously lumpy bed. He says nothing. He simply nods.
“Tell Yuu under the sheets I said hi,” he says, and disappears into the hallway.
Silver turns to you under the blankets.
“I’m never going to survive him.”
You peek out and kiss his nose. “He ships us.”“I know. That’s what scares me.”
You both fall back into the bed again, resigned to your fate.
Jack is the worst at sneaking you in.
He’s too tall and too honest, and WAY too nervous. He acts guilty before you even do anything.
Tonight’s no different.
You’re in his room, cozy in his oversized hoodie (it’s so soft help), both of you curled up together on the floor with a blanket and your legs tangled. The dorm is mostly asleep, and Jack is doing his best to stay calm.
And then… the doorknob rattles.
Jack’s ears go straight up. He stands like he’s been electrocuted, grabs the blanket, and throws it over your head like that’s going to make you disappear.
“Jack. Why’s your door locked?”
“Just—! Working out!”
“…At midnight?”
“UH. YEAH.”
You nearly choke trying not to laugh under the blanket. You feel Jack’s foot nudge you, a silent pls don’t expose me tap.
Leona finally walks away, yawning and muttering something about hormonal teenagers and their dumb secrets.
Once he’s gone, Jack collapses beside you, covering his face with both hands.
“I hate lying. I’m gonna get grey fur from this.”
You kiss his cheek. “You’re lucky you’re cute.”“You’re lucky I love you.”
“Aw~ you love me?”
“Shut up.”
You fall asleep that night wrapped in a burrito, safe in his arms, and even if he complains the next morning, the way he keeps sneaking glances at you says he’d risk it again in a heartbeat.
Now Sebek tries to be stealthy.
Tries really hard. Puts up his walls and declares he will not succumb to such foolish disobedience! But he already has. Because you’re in his room.
Curled up in his bed. Wearing his oversized shirt.
It’s a disaster.
It’s wonderful.
Malleus has NO IDEA.
Which, honestly? Makes Sebek more anxious than fighting blindfolded.
You, meanwhile, are delighted.
“Babe. Youre nervous.”
“THAT IS A LIE.”
“Your voice is louder than-.”
“THEN PERHAPS YOU SHOULD—"
You clamp a hand over his mouth and hiss, “Shhh!”
Cue dramatic pacing. Cue Sebek swearing on his honor that if the Young Master walks in, you are to jump out the window and never look back.
Of course that’s when the knock comes.
“Sebek. I sensed unrest. Is everything alright?”
“YOUNG MASTER! I—ALL IS WELL. DO NOT WORRY YOUR—YOUR HEAD.”
You literally stuffing your face into the pillows to keep from laughing
Malleus, meanwhile, raises an eyebrow outside the door. He can feel another presence. One that makes Sebek’s aura thrum with warmth.
He’s quiet. Then speaks.
“…Be careful, Sebek.”
And walks away.
Sebek freezes.
You peek up at him. “He knows, doesn’t he.”“I AM DOOMED, HUMAN.”
You snort and wrap your arms around him anyway.
Doomed or not this is your favorite place to be.
So Deuce was totally against this at first.
“Yuu, what if we get caught?” he’d whispered sweating. “I’m still on thin ice with Riddle! I can’t get another demerit—I’ll die.”
And like. Yeah. Fair.
But also? You pouted. You tugged on his sleeve. You gave him the eyes.
What was he supposed to do, say no??
So here you are, tucked into Deuce’s bed, while he lies on top of the blanket next to you, eyes darting to the door every time the floor creaks.
And of course. OF COURSE.
Riddle knocks.
“Spade. I’m conducting a room inspection.”
Your souls leave your bodies.
Deuce leaps up, whisper-yelling “HIDE!” and you barely dive into the tiny closet before the door opens. You nearly trip over his boots, clutching his uniform jacket, heart hammering so loud you’re sure Riddle can hear it.
Meanwhile, Deuce is doing his best impression: standing at attention, sweating bullets, and praying Riddle doesn’t notice the two cups on his nightstand.
“Why are there two cups?” “Hydration, sir. I get double-thirsty.”
Riddle suspiciously squint. You choke silently on a laugh
Miraculously Riddle moves on. After what feels like three years and a full background check he finally leaves.
Deuce sprints to the closet, throws the door open, and you fall into his arms like a ragdoll.
“I hate this,” he wheezes. “I hate how much I love this.”“So… tomorrow night too?”
“ABSOLUTELY NOT.” (you’ll be back tomorrow night.)
it's a bit funny how I've read a number of your works (which are super super cute and very in-character btw!!!!) without realizing they were written by the same person
may I request something of jack, sebek, floyd, idia, rook, deuce, & silver (separate) reacting to/having a crush on the prefect who loves singing and is singing or humming almost all the time 🥺🥺 sort of like a disney princess
no pressure and no rush; you don't have to do this if you don't want to of course
tags: lighthearted fluff, the boys be pinning, reader is prefect
a/n: i really want disney+ to watch the anime and old disney movies. i think rewatching some of the classics might stir up some of my creativity again. i miss consistently writing.
deuce
He didn't really notice your habit at first, to preoccupied with 1) how cute you were and 2) his inability to talk to you like a normal person. Bless the stars that he had Ace with him because he doesn't know how he'd be able to hangout with you otherwise. Speaking of, Ace teases the hell out of him, always nudging his shoulder and making snide comments. It drives Deuce up the wall. One day Ace offhandedly says something along the lines of, "Hey! Maybe they're thinking of you when they hum all those cheesy lovey lovey songs." That makes Deuce pause and look at Ace all weird like he grew an extra head or something. "Have you seriously not noticed man? They're always like, singing under their breath while they're doing stuff." The fact that Ace noticed this before him makes Deuce want to bury himself 7 feet under. Now he's hyperaware whenever you do it. He really tries to act nonchalant when you start doing it, however he just has this really bad staring problem. Can you blame him? When you hum, you look so relaxed and adorable! That's not his fault. You can practically see the hearts in his eyes as he listens to you. Now every tune on the radio reminds him of you. His playlist shifts into whatever songs you hum the most since those put him in such a good mood. If you find this out? It's totally just a coincidence that you two like the same songs. Deuce doesn't mean to lie, he just doesn't want to come off as creepy. "Oh, you like that song too? No way, that's crazy..." As if he wasn't listening to the song and thinking of your humming. Boy is down bad.
jack
He's not incredibly crazy about music. He has his workout playlist, sure, but it's more so just for background noise. One day you're sitting around him as he's going through his ab routine, and just mindlessly begin to sing. His ears shoot up, but he doesn't say anything. Maybe just shooting you a curious glance, but that's that. In his mind, he's much more reactive. Your voice just reminds him of those fairytale songs his little siblings would listen to when they were younger. Soothing, relaxing, pretty... he ends the workout early. His mind isn't fully in it, too distracted by you. Right before you two part, he mumbles, "...I like your singing," and bolts. If you looked close enough, his tail was swishing faster than normal. Adorable. Although you were invited to his workouts beforehand, now he asks you to come specifically to sing. He claims that it helps him focus which is just a blatant lie. It's very distracting. He just likes it. Sometimes he'll ask if you can sing certain songs that he thinks will sound nice with your voice. Like Deuce, the songs you sing quickly become his favorite songs in general, but he's much more blunt about it. "Mm? Oh, yeah. I started listening to that song after you sung it. It's good." He thinks that your renditions are better, but he's not going to say that aloud.
sebek
First time he catches you, he interrupts you. He's very loud to the surprise of no one. "WHAT IS THAT? WHAT ARE YOU DOING? WHY ARE YOU DOING THAT?" Like bro, you're just singing. He acts like he's never heard a song ever. He's incredibly confused as he doesn't understand why you do it without a direct purpose. Ends up calling your self control weak since you do it mindlessly and out of habit. How romantic. Despite his harsh words, you end up giving him the same quirk. He'll be guarding Malleus and abruptly begin humming a tune you did earlier in the day. It definitely catches the Draconia's attention. "What song is that?" Sebek, always eager to talk to the prince, ends up rambling about you. How light and pretty your voice songs when you're singing. The way your lips move with each sound. Your small. elegant sways as you sing. Malleus is quiet as Sebek dumps all this information on him. "... You seem quite infatuated with the Prefect." Infatuated?? Him?? Ridiculous! He soon shakes his head, stating, "The only person I'd ever be infatuated with is you, Wakasama!" The prince is right though. No one who is paying close attention would notice the things he does. Sebek doesn't know how to process this crush and demands you stop singing. If you do stop, he ends up actually humming. Then loses his mind. "YOU! YOU'RE INFECTING ME! STOP!" It's actually pretty funny. He's a train wreck.
floyd
Singing? Fun, he's in. He'll immediately start singing with you, very loudly, and very poorly. Floyd isn't an awful singer, he just finds it more fun to scream than actually try. If he's feeling more hyper than usual, he'll grab your hand and waltz you around while singing. You've got to be mindful whenever you start humming or singing around him because he starts a scene every time. After one song, he'll laugh and want to do it over and over again. Doing this with you gives him such an energy boost, he just loves it! He does get mad though if you hum or sing around anyone else though. It's weird, he'll say things like, "Ha! You should hear Shrimpy's singing! Talk about a siren call! You're missing out!" to people like Jade, but if you actually sing around them he'll get all sulky and in a sour mood. Goes into a don't-talk-to-me-and-stop-singing mood. Not fun to be around. Even if you two aren't dating, it just feels like a betrayal. That's your guys's thing! Your siren call is for his ears only, why're just letting anyone else listen all willy nilly!? He never says all this out loud though, you just kinda have to pick up on this dislike through experience. "Shrimpy, Shrimpy! Do that song about the lovebirds again! I've got an idea I wanna try!" Famous last words before he tries to dip you and drops you mid song.
silver
Your singing puts him to sleep. It's a double-edged sword. It's just so relaxing and airy that he can't help but shut his eyes. It's actually problematic and he asks you to stop singing around him. This breaks his heart a little since he does like listening to you, but his curse just makes it too difficult. The situation lingers in his mind much longer than it should. The way you deflated when he asked you to stop made his throat run dry. In these thoughts, an idea began to grow. You feel a tug on your sleeve and Silver stands behind you. "How do you feel about rock music?" He's completely serious and it's kinda funny. Instead of the pretty, airy hums that you were used to, he took you out to a karaoke bar to sing pop-punk, rock, pop-rock, and really anything that's loud and will keep him awake. If you convince him enough, he'll end up singing with you. His voice does not at all fit these genres but he's trying his best and it's adorable. Now, if you sing or hum around him, it's within these genres and he's able to listen without falling asleep. He's got that lovesick grin on his face whenever he listens to you. Lilia is astounded when he finds these songs on Silver's training playlist. He thanks you for improving Silver's taste in music.
rook
Picks up on your habit alarmingly fast. He knows when and what you're about to sing before you do it. With this information, he happily harmonizes with you. Rook can sing and he utilizes these abilities to the max with you. He's got this big ole smile on his face as he sings with you. Calls it the, "Exchanging of hearts!" because he's dramatic. Rook is also very vocal about how much he likes your voice. He will sing your praises both to your face and to everyone around. Epel is annoyed. Vil to corners you and wants to hear it for himself. The housewarden is much more critical than Rook and it's incredibly intimidating. Rook is around anytime you sing. ANY TIME. It's like he has a sixth sense specifically for this. You're just singing at Ramshackle? He's at the door. In class under your breath while he's in another classroom? Suddenly he left his magic pen wherever you are. In the bathroom? Guess who's outside the stall! Yeah no, it's actually creepy. There's levels to ts. He encourages you to record your singing since he likes it better than any one on the radio. You're now his favorite singer. He can't think of music without thinking of you. Looking past all the red flags, he's your biggest supporter. You have him truly entranced.
idia
Whenever you start, he goes super quiet and red. It's not fair how pretty your voice is, it makes him so shy. If you ask why he's blushing he'll get so defensive. He never brings up your habit. Never compliments you nor tells you to stop. He just stares and listens. Thinks of you as a main character whenever you sing. Only a main character could have such a beautiful voice. That's part of the reason he never says anything. The side character isn't supposed to interrupt a cutscene like this. So instead, he just admires from afar. He's got such a longing look in his eyes. D1 yearner without even realizing he's yearning. Your voice just genuinely makes his heart flutter and he can't pull his eyes away from you if he tried. But you're not going to hear any of this until you guys are actually dating. At least not from him. Oh, Ortho! His little brother low-key exposes him. After you finish singing, the tiny Shroud will just state, "Heart rate increase. Dilated eyes. Sweat glands—" "ORTHO!" But honestly? You don't even need Ortho to tell you that Idia loves your singing. Anyone could tell just by looking at him. It's like you're the only person in the world to him whenever you start singing.
gn!reader, lots of crack lolol, established relationship
Yoichi Isagi
Meguru Bachira
Rin Itoshi
Sae Itoshi
Seishiro Nagi
Reo Mikage
Hyoma Chigiri
Ryusei Shidou
Michael Kaiser
Alexis Ness
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a/n: long awaited request that took me the longest to dooo but i like this sm hehe i have recovered from yesterday's fevers so i am well now! gonna try to do pt.2 to this ASAP
⊲ II ⊳ ılı.ıllı… : that’s my kind of night by luke bryan
asdfghjk I'm so glad your requests are open again! Your writing is always amazing :]
Could I request headcanons of twst characters with a silly, kinda flirty male reader? Preferably with one of the characters being Silver, the rest can be up to you with whoever would be most fun to write for!
【❝Show Me Your Rizz❞】
【Synopsis: In which the boys find themselves subjected to your endless attempts at flirting with them】
【Featuring: Silver, Jade Leech, and Cater Diamond】
【Tags: implied male reader (I don’t directly use any pronouns or masculine terms), fluff, a little bit of crack, some light angst in Cater’s, uhhh yeah that’s it, let me know if I missed tagging anything】
【Word count: Silver (315) Jade (339) Cater (309) Total (963)】
【a/n: yayyy!! I’m so glad you’ve been likening my work and I hope you like this too! I haven’t gotten too many requests for Silver in the past, so I always look forward to writing him! He’s one of the characters I honestly used to overlook, but he’s grown on me a lot recently! I added Jade and Cater just because they’re some of my faves and I think they’d have a fun dynamic with a flirty reader! Anyway, tysm for the kind words and I hope you enjoy! <333333】
‧₊˚ ┊ You'd have an easier time flirting with a rock tbh
‧₊˚ ┊ Silver don't know the first thing about flirting and it shows lol
‧₊˚ ┊ Lilia was out here teaching his boy how to swing a sword, not about the art of seducing the object of his desires (poor Silver definitely doesn't want to hear that sort of thing from his father anyway lol)
‧₊˚ ┊ When you do flirt with Silver, it goes right over his head — that boy is as oblivious as they come lol (to be fair, he's typically half-asleep when you're flirting with him, so he might not be lucid enough to comprehend the deeper meaning of your words lol)
‧₊˚ ┊ He just interprets your flirting as mere friendly compliments, like it somehow doesn't click in his mind that friends don't usually compliment the hue of each other's eyes and described them in vivid detail (if your friend has done this to you, then I have some news for you lol)
‧₊˚ ┊ Silver will unintentionally flirt back with you, but again, he interprets this as simple compliments amongst friends
‧₊˚ ┊ He'll deadass fall asleep in your lap just to wake up and say some shit like 'Oh, you're such a lovely sight to wake up to' and mean in and a strictly platonic way (he'll also do stuff like carrying your bag for you or brushing you hair out of your face, but that's just him being a gentleman lol)
‧₊˚ ┊ Lilia watches all this happen and subtly tries to get Silver to realize that you're flirting with him, but the poor old bat has just as much success in that area as you do in yours lol (he does find it hilarious watching you try and fail over and over again, but he feels bad for you more than anything lol)
‧₊˚ ┊ You will absolutely have to be blatant about what intentions here, otherwise Silver will never take the hint
‧₊˚ ┊ Why in the name of all that is good in this world would you ever flirt with this mf?
‧₊˚ ┊ Like, genuinely, why would you torture yourself like this?
‧₊˚ ┊ Jade finds your human manners of courtship to be oh so silly, but he'll humor your attempts to flirt with him nonetheless ('when on land, do as the land-folk do')
‧₊˚ ┊ You're going to he one of two versions of Jade when you flirt with him 1) the polite and gentlemanly version or 2) the hall of fame menace version
‧₊˚ ┊ Version one will smile and giggle and bat his eyes at you while he humbly soaks up every flirtation and compliment you give him (you might think your flirtations are actually working, but this is all just an elaborate scheme on the eel's behalf)
‧₊˚ ┊ When Jade is like this, he'll covertly try to spur you on and get you to keep flirting with him until you run out of things to say (he likes seeing you get all tongue-tied lol)
‧₊˚ ┊ Now, hall of fame menace Jade will up the ante by a million
‧₊˚ ┊ He'll actually flirt back instead of letting you just lavish him with compliment after compliment, but be warned, he doesn't not hold back when it comes to flirting with you
‧₊˚ ┊ Jade is pretty suave when he wants to be, so prepare to have the sockets charmed right off of you
‧₊˚ ┊ He's got that sort of classic, gentlemanly style of flirting, but on occasion he'll get bold and press a chaste kiss on the back of your hand or your cheek (he might gently graze a gloved hand along you cheek, or playfully whisper something in your ear if he really wants to see you squirm — he can't help it tho! your reactions are just so interesting!)
‧₊˚ ┊ Jade is not gonna make this easy for you — in fact, he is going out of his way to play hard to get just to watch you make a fool of yourself until he finally takes pity on you and accepts your advances
‧₊˚ ┊ Now, you'd think this twink would be able to maybe you're freak, but you are sorely mistaken — well, kinda mistaken
‧₊˚ ┊ It's the Cay-Cay persona of his that's the upbeat flirty one, but the real Cater as actually pretty awkward when it comes to being flirted with (ah, the duality of man)
‧₊˚ ┊ Cay-Cay can always comes up with charming one-liners punctuated perfectly with a blown kiss or a cheeky wink that never fails to make his followers swoon (there are literal compilations of him being flirty on livestreams and stuff — they all have a couple million views and thousands of likes lol)
‧₊˚ ┊ Cater himself doesn't really know how to respond to being flirted with
‧₊˚ ┊ Most of the lavish praise and compliments he receives online feel pretty hollow — especially the ones focused on his looks (whatever you do, please don't call him cute)
‧₊˚ ┊ You'll mostly get a Cay-Cay type of response when flirting with him, but the real Cater will peek out on occasion
‧₊˚ ┊ Complimenting him on anything other than his looks will get the Cay-Cay mask to fall
‧₊˚ ┊ Cater responds to your flirting by either awkwardly stumbling over his words and paying you a compliment in return, or brushing your flirtations while he tries his best not to get too flustered in front of you
‧₊˚ ┊ Like, he'll just sort of awkwardly shrug your flirting off and try to make it seem like your words aren't effecting him as much as they truly are, but he gets red in the face (and on the tips of his ears) really easily so it's not too hard to tell when he's feeling all flustered lol
‧₊˚ ┊ Heartfelt and meaningful flirtation is the way to go with Cater — tell him you think he plays guitar really well, or that you think his skateboarding skills are really cool and you'll make him swoon in no time
hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii (人´▽`*)♪ can I request a couple of hcs with a reader who kisses on the cheek for greetings and goodbyes? like it doesn't matter if she met them for the first time or they're acquaintances, she does it as a courtesy (it is from where I am from, it's considered rude not to) the only character I ask for is kalim, the other two you can decide or he could be alone, thank you in advance and also thank you so much for your hardwork ﾟ+(人・∀・*)+｡♪
【❝Pleasantries Sealed With A Kiss❞】
【Synopsis: In which a tradition from your home in another world leaves the boys cheeks a rosy hue】
【Featuring: Jade Leech, Kalim al Asim, and Silver】
【Tags: fem reader, reader is prefect/yuu, can be read as romantic or platonic, very fluffy and cute, yeah that’s about it lol, let me know if I missed anything】
【Word count: Jade (237) Kalim (216) Silver (267) Total (720)】
【a/n: hehehe hiii anon! Tysm for all the love! As much as I love writing angst, I do enjoy getting cute requests like this one! I haven’t gotten too many requests for Kalim, so I’m still working on how I want to write him. Please forgive me if he’s occ — I promise I’ll try to improve on writing him in the future lol! Anyway, I hope you enjoy and tysm for the support! <3333】
‧₊˚ ┊ Fufufufu~ what a brave little human you are kissing Jade so casually (you must have a death wish approaching a big, bad eel like him so casually)
‧₊˚ ┊ The first and only time you've ever saw Jade shocked was when you first planted a simple peck on his cheeks as a greeting (the eel was too stunned to speak lolol)
‧₊˚ ┊ His eyes went wide and his usually polite and reserved smile disappeared and the a moment, you thought he was about to strangle you or something (which may or may not be a good thing if you're into that kind of thing lol)
‧₊˚ ┊ Much to your surprise, Jade is actually quite amused by the gesture and your silly little human customs (ah, you land creatures are so endlessly fascinating)
‧₊˚ ┊ Once you tell him that it's just something you do as a courtesy in your world, then he's all for the kisses
‧₊˚ ┊ In fact, Jade will start to return greeting and goodbye kisses — but only because it the polite thing to do (not for any other reason…)
‧₊˚ ┊ This guy will absolutely lean in like he's about to press a kiss to your cheek, only to either A) whisper something in your ear just to mess with you or B) deadass bite your ear or cheek (it's not his fault that you have such interesting reactions to his teasing)
‧₊˚ ┊ You only have yourself to blame for the monster you've created
‧₊˚ ┊ Bro, you got Kalim over here blushing and shit lolol (like, literally)
‧₊˚ ┊ He's definitely giggles every time you kiss his cheeks to say 'hello' or 'goodbye'
‧₊˚ ┊ He honestly thinks it's a very cute gesture and it makes him all smiley and stuff (like, he'll literally smile for the rest of the day after getting some kisses from you)
‧₊˚ ┊ Kalim will, of course, return the gesture as well which only makes him more smiley and giggly lolol (he will full-on laugh against your cheek mid-kiss — he might even blow a raspberry there too if he's feeling playful enough lolol)
‧₊˚ ┊ He might try to greet and say goodbye to others like this, but he quickly realizes that not everyone is down with being kissed and that's okay (we love a boundary respecting king)
‧₊˚ ┊ Jamil nearly overblotted again when Kalim tried to plant a kiss on his cheeks, luckily you were there to explain that it's a courtesy from your home — disaster was very nearly avoided that day (that last thing either of you need is another Jamil crashout lol)
‧₊˚ ┊ Kalim will probably ask you more about your world and about other traditions from your homeland — it's not everyday you get to talk to someone from another world, so he's gotta learn as much as he can, you know?
‧₊˚ ┊ Silver's probably half-asleep the first time you kiss his cheeks, but the feeling of your lips on his skin very quickly wakes him up (kinda poetic that you kissing him is what wakes him up… interesting…)
‧₊˚ ┊ He definitely doesn't mind getting kissed on the cheeks — Lilia used to do it all the time when he was younger (the old bat still does from time to time lol) — so he's used to getting cheek kisses, just not in the context you're giving them
‧₊˚ ┊ He kinda just lets you kiss his cheek as you please — don't matter if you're saying hello or goodbye or just doing it for whatever other reason (my nonchalant king lol)
‧₊˚ ┊ Silver's the kind of guy that will kiss you on the back of the hand rather than the cheeks — it's a more knightly thing to do, plus it's a little less embarrassing for him to do that than to kiss your cheeks in return (he jus wants to be polite and gentlemanly, so he refrains from kissing your cheeks out of respect for you)
‧₊˚ ┊ Unfortunately, you've now inspired Lilia to start kissing cheeks too, so now Silver has to deal with his old man smooching and pinching his cheeks like he did when he was a kid (to be fair, Silver was a very adorable child with very squishy cheeks lol)
‧₊˚ ┊ On occasion, if Silver's feeling bold, then he'll return your kisses (he will be red in the face after, but that only makes you want to kiss his cheeks even more)
‧₊˚ ┊ Poor Silver can never escape the endless cycle of cheek kisses lol
hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii (人´▽`*)♪ can I request a couple of hcs with a reader who kisses on the cheek for greetings and goodbyes? like it doesn't matter if she met them for the first time or they're acquaintances, she does it as a courtesy (it is from where I am from, it's considered rude not to) the only character I ask for is kalim, the other two you can decide or he could be alone, thank you in advance and also thank you so much for your hardwork ﾟ+(人・∀・*)+｡♪
【❝Pleasantries Sealed With A Kiss❞】
【Synopsis: In which a tradition from your home in another world leaves the boys cheeks a rosy hue】
【Featuring: Jade Leech, Kalim al Asim, and Silver】
【Tags: fem reader, reader is prefect/yuu, can be read as romantic or platonic, very fluffy and cute, yeah that’s about it lol, let me know if I missed anything】
【Word count: Jade (237) Kalim (216) Silver (267) Total (720)】
【a/n: hehehe hiii anon! Tysm for all the love! As much as I love writing angst, I do enjoy getting cute requests like this one! I haven’t gotten too many requests for Kalim, so I’m still working on how I want to write him. Please forgive me if he’s occ — I promise I’ll try to improve on writing him in the future lol! Anyway, I hope you enjoy and tysm for the support! <3333】
‧₊˚ ┊ Fufufufu~ what a brave little human you are kissing Jade so casually (you must have a death wish approaching a big, bad eel like him so casually)
‧₊˚ ┊ The first and only time you've ever saw Jade shocked was when you first planted a simple peck on his cheeks as a greeting (the eel was too stunned to speak lolol)
‧₊˚ ┊ His eyes went wide and his usually polite and reserved smile disappeared and the a moment, you thought he was about to strangle you or something (which may or may not be a good thing if you're into that kind of thing lol)
‧₊˚ ┊ Much to your surprise, Jade is actually quite amused by the gesture and your silly little human customs (ah, you land creatures are so endlessly fascinating)
‧₊˚ ┊ Once you tell him that it's just something you do as a courtesy in your world, then he's all for the kisses
‧₊˚ ┊ In fact, Jade will start to return greeting and goodbye kisses — but only because it the polite thing to do (not for any other reason…)
‧₊˚ ┊ This guy will absolutely lean in like he's about to press a kiss to your cheek, only to either A) whisper something in your ear just to mess with you or B) deadass bite your ear or cheek (it's not his fault that you have such interesting reactions to his teasing)
‧₊˚ ┊ You only have yourself to blame for the monster you've created
‧₊˚ ┊ Bro, you got Kalim over here blushing and shit lolol (like, literally)
‧₊˚ ┊ He's definitely giggles every time you kiss his cheeks to say 'hello' or 'goodbye'
‧₊˚ ┊ He honestly thinks it's a very cute gesture and it makes him all smiley and stuff (like, he'll literally smile for the rest of the day after getting some kisses from you)
‧₊˚ ┊ Kalim will, of course, return the gesture as well which only makes him more smiley and giggly lolol (he will full-on laugh against your cheek mid-kiss — he might even blow a raspberry there too if he's feeling playful enough lolol)
‧₊˚ ┊ He might try to greet and say goodbye to others like this, but he quickly realizes that not everyone is down with being kissed and that's okay (we love a boundary respecting king)
‧₊˚ ┊ Jamil nearly overblotted again when Kalim tried to plant a kiss on his cheeks, luckily you were there to explain that it's a courtesy from your home — disaster was very nearly avoided that day (that last thing either of you need is another Jamil crashout lol)
‧₊˚ ┊ Kalim will probably ask you more about your world and about other traditions from your homeland — it's not everyday you get to talk to someone from another world, so he's gotta learn as much as he can, you know?
‧₊˚ ┊ Silver's probably half-asleep the first time you kiss his cheeks, but the feeling of your lips on his skin very quickly wakes him up (kinda poetic that you kissing him is what wakes him up… interesting…)
‧₊˚ ┊ He definitely doesn't mind getting kissed on the cheeks — Lilia used to do it all the time when he was younger (the old bat still does from time to time lol) — so he's used to getting cheek kisses, just not in the context you're giving them
‧₊˚ ┊ He kinda just lets you kiss his cheek as you please — don't matter if you're saying hello or goodbye or just doing it for whatever other reason (my nonchalant king lol)
‧₊˚ ┊ Silver's the kind of guy that will kiss you on the back of the hand rather than the cheeks — it's a more knightly thing to do, plus it's a little less embarrassing for him to do that than to kiss your cheeks in return (he jus wants to be polite and gentlemanly, so he refrains from kissing your cheeks out of respect for you)
‧₊˚ ┊ Unfortunately, you've now inspired Lilia to start kissing cheeks too, so now Silver has to deal with his old man smooching and pinching his cheeks like he did when he was a kid (to be fair, Silver was a very adorable child with very squishy cheeks lol)
‧₊˚ ┊ On occasion, if Silver's feeling bold, then he'll return your kisses (he will be red in the face after, but that only makes you want to kiss his cheeks even more)
‧₊˚ ┊ Poor Silver can never escape the endless cycle of cheek kisses lol
Can we have Trey, Riddle and Jade with a gn reader who always suggests something completely out of pocket first as a joke when they’re complaining about a minor problem. Like if they’re out of an ingredient reader suggests murder or arson. (I do this it can usually get a snicker out of whoever I’m talking to)
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【❝Out Of Pocket❞】
【Synopsis: In which the boys must suffer through your very concerning comments whenever a minor inconvenience arises】
【Featuring: Riddle Rosehearts, Trey Clover, and Jade Leech】
【Tags: gn reader, can be read as romantic or platonic, reader is a hall of fame crashout (just like me fr), TW for mentions of violence (all made in a joking/unserious manner), TW mention of death/murder (again, all made in a joking/unserious manner), TW Jade being Jade (freak), uhhhhh that’s it I think, let me know if I missed anything】
【Word count: Riddle (173) Trey (151) Jade (170) Total (494)】
【a/n: hiiii welcome back 🎈anon!! I had so much fun with this request — mostly because I do exactly this irl too lol! I hope you like it and I’ll get to your other requests posted in the near future! Enjoy! <33333】
‧₊˚ ┊ "I'm gonna fuckin' kill Ace, I swear. That little shit-head is gonna learn not to borrow my notes and not give them back."
‧₊˚ ┊ Riddle can understand you're frustration, but he's definitely giving you a side eye lol
‧₊˚ ┊ "There's no need to resort to such violence, my rose. Perhaps I can talk to Ace and sort things out? I would hate for you to face any sort of prosecution for killing him, not to mention all the paperwork I'd have to fill out as his Housewarden."
‧₊˚ ┊ Riddle does not totally pick up on sarcasm or hyperbole (he didn't socialize enough as a kid to be able to pick up on those cues)
‧₊˚ ┊ He will take you seriously every time you threaten someone over some minor inconvenience and honestly, he's quite concerned with your behavior
‧₊˚ ┊ It's kinda ironic, bc Riddle used to crashout over less before he chose peace after his overblot (well, peace might be an overstatement, but at least he doesn't go completely ballistic when enforcing the Queen of Hearts' rules anymore lol)
‧₊˚ ┊ "Ughhhhh I can't beleive I failed my Potionology test. I'm just gonna drop out and work at C&D Diner until I die."
‧₊˚ ┊ Is everything okay, buddy? Do you wanna talk about what's wrong? (He lowkey has school guidance counselor energy lol)
‧₊˚ ┊ Trey is another one that's giving you the side eye
‧₊˚ ┊ Now, he doesn't take you seriously like Riddle does, but he will be concerned about your remarks nonetheless (he's just got that protective instinct in him)
‧₊˚ ┊ "Hey, it's just one bad grade, it's not the end of the world. If you want, I can help you study for your next one and, if you pass, I'll bake you something as a reward. How does that sound?"
‧₊˚ ┊ In typical Trey fashion, he'll do his best to support you and diffuse whatever situation is stressing you out (he's still gonna look at you funny when you say something wild tho lol)
‧₊˚ ┊ "Octopus is gonna be on the menu tonight once I get my hands on Azul. I told him I couldn't work in the lounge tonight, and he scheduled me anyway. Now I have to beg Ace and Deuce to watch Grim for me."
‧₊˚ ┊ Fufufufufu… oh how unfortunate… perhaps you need some assistance in dealing with your little problem
‧₊˚ ┊ Jade takes you seriously and will either 1) manipulate you into some predatory deal or 2) match your freak and try to… alleviate your problem through some less-than-legal means
‧₊˚ ┊ "Oh, how terrible. I'm truly so sorry such a tragedy has befallen you, but I might be able to lend a hand. I have a bit of a bone to pick with Azul as well, you see. I may or may not have a way to… get rid of him, so to speak, if you're interested."
‧₊˚ ┊ Yes, Jade just asked you to help him commit first degree murder (you can't tell if he's serious about this or not, but you're concerned either way)
Ajdhdfjhshd I loved your “sink your teeth in” with Savanaclaw omg. Could u do one with Octavinelle, Sebek, and Jamil. No pressure if you don’t want to.
【❝Sink Your Teeth In pt. 2❞】
【Synopsis: In which your boyfriend becomes your own personal chew toy】
【Featuring: Azul Ashengrotto, Jade Leech, and Floyd Leech】
【Tags: gn reader, established relationship, biting/marking, fluffy, some crack, TW blood (Jade and Floyd), TW negative body image and insecurities (Azul), let me know if I missed anything】
【Word count: Azul (458) Jade (513) Floyd (393) Total (1.3k)】
【a/n: hey hey anon! I’m super glad you liked part 1 and I hope you like this too!! I only did the October since I have a limit for three characters per request — hope you don’t mind! They were super fun to write (I love them sm) and I hope you enjoy :3】
‧₊˚ ┊ Poor, unfortunate Azul never fails to be startled by the the grazing of your teeth against his skin
‧₊˚ ┊ Coming from the coral sea, he's used to having to keep his head on a swivel, but he never manages to notice you creeping up on him (poor boy lol)
‧₊˚ ┊ He always yelps and screams and practically jumps out of his shoes when you sneak up on him (his vertical is lowkey crazy, like he's gets some really good air lol)
‧₊˚ ┊ Azul leaves the biting to you for the most part, but he'll nip or lightly chomp on you if the urge arises (he always flushes this pretty lilac color — bc I hc him as being cold blooded — and hides out of embarrassment afterwards lol)
‧₊˚ ┊ You are absolutely not allowed to leave marks anywhere visible — Azul has a reputation to uphold and he's not gonna compromise any potential business deals bc of a few marks (you can pout and complain all you want, but he's not gonna change his mind)
‧₊˚ ┊ You're allowed to leave marks under his clothes, but he will be incredibly flustered when you do
‧₊˚ ┊ Please, please, please, kiss and bite and mark up his stomach — he's still insecure about it and his lingering stretch marks (you gotta drill it into his head that there's nothing wrong with his body and this is the perfect way to get your point across)
‧₊˚ ┊ His thighs are also a sore spot for him — he thinks they're too big and jiggle too much and he hates that they rub together when he walks (oh, my steak is too juicy and my lobster is too buttery /ref) so be sure to give them some love too
‧₊˚ ┊ He always squirms and wiggles when you lay him down and mark him up, but he keeps his eyes on you the whole time (he just can't bring himself to look away even if he's about two seconds away from running off to his in his octopot)
‧₊˚ ┊ This is your perfect chance to compliment him and lavish him with praise bc he's too flustered to even speak (finally, this mf has nothing to say lol)
‧₊˚ ┊ Azul will admire and gently trace over the marks when he's alone, and he'll never admit it, but it really does help his self confidence to know that you don't see his body as negatively as he does (you gotta make him see himself the way you see him — you've got your work cut out for you, but you and Azul are making great strides)
‧₊˚ ┊ Azul is a very good chew toy — while you get to satiate your need to bite something, he gets to heal his negative self image through your love and affection
‧₊˚ ┊ oh ho, you must be naive to think Jade is just gonna let you bite him without him getting you back
‧₊˚ ┊ Jade is quite fascinated by your nerve and blatant disregard for your own safety, it's actually quite cute
‧₊˚ ┊ Being from the depths of the coral sea, Jade is used to having his guard up at all times — something that persists even on land — so he always knows then you're approaching him with some evil intent (you swear he has eyes in the back of his head)
‧₊˚ ┊ He lets you jump on him and sink your teeth into his skin, letting out an obviously fake "Oh, no!" (He's so dramatic lol)
‧₊˚ ┊ He'll pretend that you bit him harm enough to hurt his poor, fragile skin and will insist that you let him bite you as payback
‧₊˚ ┊ You're obviously hesitant to let him bc of his very sharp teeth, but he's to good and making you think he's harmless and innocent that you let him anyway (master manipulator lol)
‧₊˚ ┊ Ohohohohoho, you really should have known better
‧₊˚ ┊ Jade makes a show of carefully dragging the tips of his teeth along your skin, grinning with delight when it sends a shiver down your spine (freak)
‧₊˚ ┊ When he does finally bite you, he bites hard enough to leave a mark and draw just a little bit of blood that remakes sure to lap up as he soothes the mark with a kiss (he's very gentle when he wants to be despite his allusions to harming you lol)
‧₊˚ ┊ He likes biting your neck the most (you're starting to think he's a vampire, not an eel lol)
‧₊˚ ┊ There's something intoxicating about you allowing him so close to such a vulnerable spot — he could easily bring you harm, yet you trust him enough to mare your throat to him (he's honored, really, even tho he has a weird way of showing it)
‧₊˚ ┊ Also, Jade quite likes the feeling of your heartbeat beneath his lips, and the hitch in your breath when he finally bites down on your flesh (freak)
‧₊˚ ┊ He doesn't leave obviously visible marks, but he strategically places them so they just barely peek out from under your collar (if you're uncomfortable with them being visible at all, then he'll keep things under your clothes)
‧₊˚ ┊ Jade doesn't hide any of the marks you leave on him — in fact, he likes showing them off (Floyd and Azul think yall are disgusting lol)
‧₊˚ ┊ This mf giggles like a schoolgirl when you bite him — no matter how hard you bite Jade, he'll claim it tickles lol (your human teeth aren't sharp at all, so your bites are like little pinpricks to him)
‧₊˚ ┊ It takes a lot for Jade to let his guard down and be vulnerable with you bc of how harsh the coral sea is, so you should consider yourself very lucky that he lets you bite him as you please (he finds it very cute)
‧₊˚ ┊ Jade matches your freak a little too well lol, but you've come to accept that you're his chew toy and not the other way around
‧₊˚ ┊ Heheheh, little shrimpy is getting bold
‧₊˚ ┊ Floyd most definitely bites you before you get the chance to bite him
‧₊˚ ┊ Besides squeezing you, biting you is his love language (he's got a rather… violent way of showing affection lol)
‧₊˚ ┊ Floyd knows his own strength, and he tries his best to be gentle with you, but he often ends up forgetting himself when he's excited
‧₊˚ ┊ Floyd had an almost deadly cuteness aggression, like, full on squeezing you so tight you think you heard your ribs crack and biting you so hard that he's drawing blood (he's just enthusiastic lol, he loves you a lot and he just can't contain it)
‧₊˚ ┊ Floyd will bite you anywhere and everywhere, but he'll be mindful about where you want him to leave marks (he'll pour and grumble a bit, but he'll avoid spots you don't want him to mark up)
‧₊˚ ┊ He does like leaving very obvious bites bc he likes watching you panic and try to cover them up lol
‧₊˚ ┊ Don't worry tho, bc he'll let you get your revenge — he has no issue wearing your marks loud and proud (he's flexing on everyone without a partner lol)
‧₊˚ ┊ He thinks it's soo funny when you try to bite him (like, this mf full on bursts into a fit of laughter so hard that he starts crying lol)
‧₊˚ ┊ Like, you're biting him as hard as you can and he's barely batting an eye (your human teeth are nothing to a big, strong eel like him — his words exactly lol)
‧₊˚ ┊ He like to tease you and try to coax you to bite harder (freak)
‧₊˚ ┊ Floyd makes sure to take care of you and patch you up when he bites too hard (he's surprisingly good as patching you up, who would have thought he'd be good at first aid?)
‧₊˚ ┊ He always makes sure to kiss any particularly painful marks he leaves bc kisses make them heal faster (at least, that's what he's heard lol)
‧₊˚ ┊ When he wants to be gentle with you, he'll just playfully nip at your skin — specifically your ears bc you make such cute little squeals when he does lol (he's just so whimsical and playful lol)
‧₊˚ ┊ You really chose the perfect boyfriend to match your love for biting — just be prepared to buy a lot of concealer to cover up all the marks he's gonna decorate you with
Wassup 🥹 I'd like to request hcs for Leona, Jack, Kalim and maybe even Idia (if you have enough time) with Yuu who just. Doesn't sleep in bed. At first he js thought that Yuu didn't like beds for some odd reason, but it was truly because when Yuu was young, their parents didn't give them a bed- only like a mattress that was almost as good as the floor. And Yuu can't sleep in a bed because it feels like millions of needles pricking into their back- and maybe he tries to help Yuu get used to sleeping in a bed?
Them with a Yuu who just.. doesn't sleep in bed.
Featuring: Leona Kingscholar, Jack Howl, Kalim Al Asim, Idia Shroud
A/N: ok so im stealing that Jamil image it's mine now. wait a second—KALIM AL ASIM IRL???
Leona Kingscholar
leona notices it pretty quickly because, despite what people think, he's actually very observant when it comes to people he cares about. at first he just assumes you're weird. every time he finds you asleep, it's on a couch, on the floor, in a chair, against a wall, basically anywhere except an actual bed. he'll make comments about it too. "you know beds exist for a reason, right herbivore?" the thing is, every time he tries to get you to sleep on one, you look genuinely uncomfortable. not stubborn. not annoyed. uncomfortable. eventually he asks why, and when you awkwardly explain that you never really had a proper bed growing up and now mattresses feel wrong—painful, even—leona goes completely silent. suddenly all those little habits make sense. after that, he stops teasing you about it. instead, he starts helping in his own way. he'd drag extra blankets into a pile, make makeshift sleeping nests, and slowly encourage you to use softer surfaces. he never pushes. never forces. he just makes things a little more comfortable every time. some nights he might even let you curl up beside him while he pretends not to notice how much easier it is for you to sleep when someone's there. it takes a long time before you're comfortable enough to sleep in a proper bed (if you ever do that is), but leona doesn't mind. to him, the goal isn't getting you into a bed. it's making sure you can actually rest.
Jack Howl
jack is concerned immediately. the first time he finds you asleep on the floor, he assumes something happened. the second time, he's confused. by the fifth time, he's convinced you have some kind of health issue. when he finally asks about it and learns the truth, his heart absolutely breaks. jack grew up in a loving family. the idea that a child wouldn't even have a proper bed is horrifying to him. he tries very hard not to show how upset he is because he doesn't want to make you uncomfortable, but afterward he becomes incredibly protective. if anyone makes fun of your sleeping habits, they're getting glared at immediately. when it comes to helping you, jack is patient. very patient. he treats it almost like physical training. small steps. maybe sitting on a mattress for a little while each day. maybe lying down for a few minutes before moving back to the floor if it becomes too much. he praises every bit of progress without making a huge deal out of it. the first time you accidentally fall asleep on a bed for even half an hour, jack is secretly so proud he could cry. he doesn't say that, obviously. but the smile he gives you afterward says enough. i'm not a dere tsun sun dere. i have a jello heart, i'm not that mean. i'm not blushing. i was just rushing and, i forgot my sunscreen.
Kalim Al-asim
kalim genuinely doesn't understand at first. why would someone choose the floor when beds are so comfortable? every time he visits ramshackle and finds you asleep somewhere random, he becomes increasingly baffled. then one day you explain. the moment the words leave your mouth, kalim's expression crumples. absolutely crumples. he's had every comfort imaginable growing up, so hearing that you never even had a proper bed as a child hits him hard. his immediate response is wanting to buy you the fanciest mattress in existence. this does not help. at all. you explain that expensive beds are actually worse because they're even softer. kalim is devastated. "wait, so the really nice beds hurt?" poor guy looks personally offended on your behalf. after that, he starts helping by experimenting with you. different blankets. different pillows. different sleeping setups. he treats it like a fun project while always being careful not to pressure you. and if you wake up from a nightmare or can't sleep, kalim is absolutely the type to sit with you and talk until you feel calm again. he just wants you to be comfortable. that's all he cares about.
Idia Shroud
idia doesn't notice at first because his own sleeping habits are already questionable. this is a man who has absolutely fallen asleep at his desk before. however, once he realizes you genuinely avoid beds, he becomes curious. he starts asking questions, mostly because he assumes it's some kind of sensory issue. then you explain. and suddenly it isn't funny anymore. idia goes very quiet. he knows what it's like to have things that other people consider normal feel wrong. not the exact same situation, obviously, but enough to understand that "just sleep in the bed" isn't actually helpful advice. after that, he becomes surprisingly supportive. instead of trying to force you into a traditional bed setup, he starts researching alternatives. futons. floor mattresses. different firmness levels. ergonomic sleeping arrangements. he'll spend hours reading reviews because if anyone understands hyper-fixating on a problem until you find a solution, it's idia. what helps the most, though, is that he never makes you feel weird about it. no judgment. no pressure. just a quiet, "hey, if sleeping there works better for you, that's okay." and honestly? hearing someone say that after years of feeling strange for it might be what helps you the most. over time, with enough patience and enough experimentation, sleeping on a bed becomes a little easier. not because anyone forced you to change, but because for the first time, you had people helping instead of judging.
Okay, how do you think Cater, Idia, Riddle and/or Epel would be like with an s/o who blushes red? Like, maybe they’re saying something nice to them, and they start getting all blushy up to their ears and immediately cover up their face.. What do you think it’d be like? 🤭
A/N: kinda trying a new uhh uhhhhhhh layout style???? Yeseaahhhhh teehee HOPE THIS SUITS YOUR LIKING ANONNN!!
Cater Diamond
cater would notice it almost immediately. the first time it happens, he probably pauses mid-sentence because he genuinely wasn't expecting that reaction. he compliments your outfit, you immediately turn bright red, and suddenly he's staring at you like he's discovered a new species. "wait... was that because of me?" the second he realizes he's the cause, it's over. not in a malicious way—he's not trying to embarrass you—but he'd find your reactions unbearably cute. the thing is, cater spends so much time being charming that he's used to people laughing, rolling their eyes, or flirting back. seeing someone become genuinely flustered because of something he said makes his heart do a weird little flip. at first he teases you relentlessly. "aww, look at you! you're all red!" unfortunately for him, the teasing usually backfires because seeing you cover your face only makes you even cuter. eventually he starts softening up. sometimes he'll lean over and quietly tell you something sweet just to see that familiar blush spread across your cheeks. not because he's making fun of you, but because there's something reassuring about knowing his words affect you that much. every time you hide your face, he'll be sitting there with the biggest smile, wondering how someone can be so adorable.
Riddle Rosehearts
riddle completely short-circuits the first time it happens. he'll say something sincere without thinking—perhaps thanking you for always supporting him or telling you how much he appreciates your company—and suddenly you're blushing all the way up to your ears. immediately, he assumes he's done something wrong. did he say something strange? were his words inappropriate? is your face red because you're upset? poor riddle is internally panicking while you're desperately trying to hide your face. once he realizes you're embarrassed because of the compliment, however, he becomes flustered too. congratulations. you've created a feedback loop. now both of you are red. the funniest part is that riddle is naturally very sincere when he cares about someone. he genuinely means every compliment he gives. so every time he says something sweet and watches you melt into a blushing mess, he finds himself getting embarrassed afterward because now he's hyper-aware of how romantic he sounded. over time, though, he grows strangely fond of it. there's something comforting about seeing such an honest reaction. it makes him feel like his feelings are reaching you. even if he ends up blushing almost as much as you are.
Idia Shroud
idia is not surviving this. at all. the first time he notices, his brain immediately blue-screens. imagine him awkwardly mumbling something nice, expecting the conversation to move on normally, only for you to turn bright red and hide your face. he'd stare for a solid five seconds before internally screaming. "there's no way. there's actually no way my rizz levels are that high!!" the poor guy would spend the rest of the day replaying the moment in his head. the thing is, idia already struggles with expressing affection. every compliment feels like he's putting himself in emotional danger. so when he sees you react that strongly, part of him is delighted and another part wants to launch himself into orbit. after he recovers, though, he absolutely starts noticing patterns. if he calls you cute? tomato. if he tells you he missed you? tomato. if he accidentally says something genuinely romantic? fucking tomato. he'd never admit it out loud, but those reactions become one of his favorite things. whenever you're blushing and trying to hide your face, idia feels a little less insecure because it's proof that his feelings matter to you. the only downside is that every time it happens, he gets flustered right alongside you. neither of you can function properly.
Epel Felmier
epel thinks it's adorable. absolutely, undeniably adorable. the first time he sees you blush that hard because of something he said, he almost forgets what he was talking about. one second he's complimenting you, the next you're hiding your face and refusing to make eye contact. his immediate reaction is confusion. his second reaction is realizing what's happening. his third reaction is grinning like an idiot. unlike a certain someone— cough— cater— epel doesn't tease much. mostly because he finds himself getting flustered too. there's something about seeing someone react so strongly to his affection that makes his heart race. growing up, epel always hated being treated as cute. yet somehow when you're being cute, it's a completely different story. sometimes he'll gently try to move your hands away from your face because he wants to see your expression. "c'mon, don't hide." the moment he sees how red you are, however, he ends up blushing himself. it's a disaster. the two of you just end up staring at each other while steadily becoming redder. vil would probably walk in, witness the scene, and immediately leave because neither of you are capable of having a normal conversation anymore.
Okay, how do you think Cater, Idia, Riddle and/or Epel would be like with an s/o who blushes red? Like, maybe they’re saying something nice to them, and they start getting all blushy up to their ears and immediately cover up their face.. What do you think it’d be like? 🤭
A/N: kinda trying a new uhh uhhhhhhh layout style???? Yeseaahhhhh teehee HOPE THIS SUITS YOUR LIKING ANONNN!!
Cater Diamond
cater would notice it almost immediately. the first time it happens, he probably pauses mid-sentence because he genuinely wasn't expecting that reaction. he compliments your outfit, you immediately turn bright red, and suddenly he's staring at you like he's discovered a new species. "wait... was that because of me?" the second he realizes he's the cause, it's over. not in a malicious way—he's not trying to embarrass you—but he'd find your reactions unbearably cute. the thing is, cater spends so much time being charming that he's used to people laughing, rolling their eyes, or flirting back. seeing someone become genuinely flustered because of something he said makes his heart do a weird little flip. at first he teases you relentlessly. "aww, look at you! you're all red!" unfortunately for him, the teasing usually backfires because seeing you cover your face only makes you even cuter. eventually he starts softening up. sometimes he'll lean over and quietly tell you something sweet just to see that familiar blush spread across your cheeks. not because he's making fun of you, but because there's something reassuring about knowing his words affect you that much. every time you hide your face, he'll be sitting there with the biggest smile, wondering how someone can be so adorable.
Riddle Rosehearts
riddle completely short-circuits the first time it happens. he'll say something sincere without thinking—perhaps thanking you for always supporting him or telling you how much he appreciates your company—and suddenly you're blushing all the way up to your ears. immediately, he assumes he's done something wrong. did he say something strange? were his words inappropriate? is your face red because you're upset? poor riddle is internally panicking while you're desperately trying to hide your face. once he realizes you're embarrassed because of the compliment, however, he becomes flustered too. congratulations. you've created a feedback loop. now both of you are red. the funniest part is that riddle is naturally very sincere when he cares about someone. he genuinely means every compliment he gives. so every time he says something sweet and watches you melt into a blushing mess, he finds himself getting embarrassed afterward because now he's hyper-aware of how romantic he sounded. over time, though, he grows strangely fond of it. there's something comforting about seeing such an honest reaction. it makes him feel like his feelings are reaching you. even if he ends up blushing almost as much as you are.
Idia Shroud
idia is not surviving this. at all. the first time he notices, his brain immediately blue-screens. imagine him awkwardly mumbling something nice, expecting the conversation to move on normally, only for you to turn bright red and hide your face. he'd stare for a solid five seconds before internally screaming. "there's no way. there's actually no way my rizz levels are that high!!" the poor guy would spend the rest of the day replaying the moment in his head. the thing is, idia already struggles with expressing affection. every compliment feels like he's putting himself in emotional danger. so when he sees you react that strongly, part of him is delighted and another part wants to launch himself into orbit. after he recovers, though, he absolutely starts noticing patterns. if he calls you cute? tomato. if he tells you he missed you? tomato. if he accidentally says something genuinely romantic? fucking tomato. he'd never admit it out loud, but those reactions become one of his favorite things. whenever you're blushing and trying to hide your face, idia feels a little less insecure because it's proof that his feelings matter to you. the only downside is that every time it happens, he gets flustered right alongside you. neither of you can function properly.
Epel Felmier
epel thinks it's adorable. absolutely, undeniably adorable. the first time he sees you blush that hard because of something he said, he almost forgets what he was talking about. one second he's complimenting you, the next you're hiding your face and refusing to make eye contact. his immediate reaction is confusion. his second reaction is realizing what's happening. his third reaction is grinning like an idiot. unlike a certain someone— cough— cater— epel doesn't tease much. mostly because he finds himself getting flustered too. there's something about seeing someone react so strongly to his affection that makes his heart race. growing up, epel always hated being treated as cute. yet somehow when you're being cute, it's a completely different story. sometimes he'll gently try to move your hands away from your face because he wants to see your expression. "c'mon, don't hide." the moment he sees how red you are, however, he ends up blushing himself. it's a disaster. the two of you just end up staring at each other while steadily becoming redder. vil would probably walk in, witness the scene, and immediately leave because neither of you are capable of having a normal conversation anymore.
