[gohara]

“ dew-kissed, a rare symphony of dawn ” adora — she〳her, seventeen. not spoiler-free, sfw multi-fandom & personal blog!

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[ydotome]

Zanka Nijiku (ザンカ・ニジク) - Gachiakuta - Episode 3

[a-njel]

kiss me

pairing(s) enjin, zanka, gris, follo, corvus, august & tamsy x cleaner! reader and jabber & zodyl x raider! reader

desc. sharing a kiss with them. (possible manga spoilers for tamsy, food tw for zodyl and body image tw for august)

wc 3019 (each fic is varying in length)

enjin smelling the familiar acrid scent of a recently lit cigarette, you let out a huff of frustration and went off in search of the culprit. it was only several days ago that he had promised to at least make an attempt on cutting back on his habit, especially if he was indeed serious about pursuing you as he had claimed.

finding him seated on a barstool chair that had surely seen better days, you watch his relaxed expression contort into one of horror as he notices the situation he’s gotten himself into. blurting out your name and starting to sound off excuses, you grab the cigarette that was hanging loosely out of the side of his mouth and silenced him with a kiss, causing him to lean back in surprise. before he had the chance to kiss back and place a hand on your waist to pull you closer, you step back and wave the cigarette between the two of your faces, silently reveling in his disgruntled features.

“if you’re serious about me, you’re going to have to give these up.” although you felt a pang of guilt at his disheartened expression, you were standing your ground-his health was far more important. “it’s either me or these.”

catching you off guard, he suddenly snatched the cigarette from your grasp, right before, to your surprise: extinguishing it in the small ash tray on the counter. settling his tattooed hands on your waist and pulling you closer so you were standing in between his legs, he leaned down towards you with lowered eye lids and a smirk resting easily on his lips.

“a guy would have to be crazy to even think of picking cigarettes over you.”

zanka having awaited this day with much anticipation, you shuffle in your seat as you attempt to busy yourself with your novel instead of staring expectantly at the lobby doors, as if that was going to make them come back any faster. “you know, gawking at the door isn’t going to make them get here any faster right?” semiu spoke as if she were reading your mind, not even bothering to look up from her magazines from her seat at the reference desk. “and I already told you they would be back within the hour.” as if you needed reminding again.

“I know that.” you responded to her, actually making an attempt this time to regain interest in the book you had barely made a dent in.

“if you know, then why do you have that ‘lost puppy searching for it’s owner look on your face.’” she teased, now looking up at you over the rim’s of her glasses with a knowing look on her face. “if you don’t quit it I’m going to be forced to tell your boyfriend you waited here for hours for him to return from his mission. it’s honestly cute you missed him so much… even though it’s only been a week.”

“you wouldn’t dare.” entirely embarrassed by the truth in her words, you didn’t bother trying to refute her accusations this time, instead opting to watch the cars pass by. the relationship was still new and this was the longest time you had been apart, but it was something you would have to grow used to eventually.

initially, just to save face and prove semiu wrong, you had intended to wait until the crowd of cleaners and supporters returning from the mission had dispersed to approach him, but that flew out the window as soon as you caught sight of them. in a last strive to preserve what little dignity that remained, you didn’t out right tackle him but the force of you jumping to give him a kiss on his cheek sent him backwards a few inches, causing him to catch you so the both of you weren’t sent tumbling onto the ground. “missed you.” you stated quietly, sliding your arms from around his neck to his shoulders.

he readjusted his hands on your hips before giving you a rare genuine smile. “I missed ya too.”

gris it was no secret to the rest of the cleaners that you and gris had some sort of ‘thing’ going on, but neither of you had ever admitted to anything aloud despite others consistently prying for information. it was obvious to you both that there was a spark there as well, but with the nature of your jobs you never had the chance to act on it… or at least that was the case until recently.

despite never stupidly inserting himself into any dangerous situations, when it came to your safety or anyone else’s he wouldn’t hesitate to jump in or block the attack since with his strength he could block more weight than the average cleaner. this led him to saving you from a trash beast that had snuck up behind you, leaving him to shoulder the brunt of the attack. thankfully, it wasn’t fatal, but he sure got an earful from you on the way back to the cleaners’ headquarters.

on your next mission though, you happened to be seated with him in the front seat (he was driving as usual), and while everyone else filtered out of the car, you stayed back and stared at him. noticing your eyes and that you had yet to leave the car, he turned to face you and was about to ask if everything was okay before you abruptly cut him off.

grabbing a fistful of his uniform, you pulled him downwards and placed your lips on his. while it effectively caught him off guard for a moment, it didn’t take him long to kiss you back, even leaning forward to deepen it. to his disappointment, just as soon as it started it was over.

pulling back and releasing his jacket, you sighed and gave him a once over. “do me a favor and don’t get yourself killed alright?” If there was anytime that gris was going to be careful it was definitely going to be today.

follo the papers scattering every inch of the table before you and the constant quarreling from your coworkers only added to your impending headache. semiu was going to be out on official business for the boss for the next few weeks, so there was much dispute over who was going to carry out her duties in her absence. at this point you were beginning to regret your decision to offer your assistance in exchange from being excluded from the next few missions.

hearing your name be called, you were suddenly snapped out of your thoughts when you noticed several eyes looking at you expectantly. tomme sighed before repeating what she had asked you originally, pointing her finger to a location on the map before you in pursuit to regain your attention that was currently elsewhere.

despite your seemingly lackluster focus to the situation at hand, you honestly weren’t intending to not pay attention, your thoughts were simply occupied elsewhere-or more specifically with someone else… who happened to be walking through the doors right at that moment.

raising his hand in greeting as he approached, he took his cap off and tried to lessen the beaming smile that had begun to take hold on his lips that closely mirrored your own.

“hi.”

“hey. I just wanted to say goodbye before we head out on the next mission.” your shared love struck gaze was shortened when a gloved hand waved in between your face and his own, again snapping you out of it. tomme whined before placing her hands on her hips in frustration.

“how are we supposed to get anything done if you two won’t stop making goo goo eyes at each other?” suddenly flustered, you crossed your arms over your chest, growing defensive even though deep down you knew she was right and didn’t mean anything negative by it… you obviously hadn’t been paying attention and follo’s presence was only making it worse.

“she’s not wrong you know, you haven’t paid attention to a word either of us has said this entire time.” riyo chimed in with a giggle. as if he sensed that you were about to retort something follo interrupts before it’s too late.

“I’ll see you when I get back.” he cuts in before gently tilting your chin upwards, capturing your lips in a kiss that’s a few seconds too short for your liking, before walking away and placing his hat in its rightful position on top of his head.

ignoring what just happened, tomme runs her hand across her face before asking “do you recall anything we just went over?” a beat passes and riyo bursted out in laughter at the absurdity of the situation playing out before her.

“…no.”

corvus hearing nothing after knocking on the door, you let yourself into the boss’ office and were somewhat surprised at the sight you saw before you. instead of in his usual seat at his desk, you find him over to the left of the room, reclined backwards so the length of his body covered the entirety of the couch while seemingly in conversation with someone over a choker.

not wanting to interrupt what could be official business, you begin to turn back before a beckoning gloved finger stops you in your tracks. closing the door, you pad over the carpet before he slides one of his legs off of the couch and onto the floor-effectively giving you enough room to lie down next to him (although it would still be cramped). you guessed the call must’ve not been that important if he didn’t mind you listening in on it unintentionally, but it was a well known fact that he had a soft spot for you despite being kind and fair to everyone.

taking a seat next to him in the already confined space you were trying to fit into, you rest your legs so they’re partially lying over one of his and your feet resting on the arm of the chair, while your head rested on his bicep. shifting to get comfortable, you eventually move so your head so it’s facing him, contentedly watching the intense concentration on his face as he continued the conversation yet moving his free arm around your shoulder to pull you impossibly closer.

grabbing your gloved hand from where it currently cradled his face, he gently brought it up to his face and place a chaste kiss on the inside of your wrist, not breaking eye contact as he did so. at the moment, you weren’t sure what this was, but you liked the direction it was going in.

august despite going through some rigorous training in your tenure as a cleaner, doing your best to stand completely still for over an hour while your boyfriend hovered around making adjustments to his latest creation may have been your hardest job yet. “august,” you complained, settling down on the stool you had been standing on, being mindful to not accidentally stab yourself with one of the various pin’s holding the garment together. “why can’t you use one of your mannequins? I’m sure they’ve got better proportions than I do anyway.”

“babe? are you serious?” he said incredulously, looking at you over the rim’s of his shades with a shocked expression. “you’re perfect. why do you think I reference you when sketching the majority of my designs? you’re literally my muse?!” now it was your turn to be shocked, previously you had assumed that he just used you as a model because no one else was willing to pose or deal with his “eccentric” personality for longer than a few minutes.

“and besides,” he began to correct your previous statement, diligent fingers adjusting a band that ran around your midsection, leaving butterflies looming under the areas his hands brushed. “I’m only altering now, do you need a break.” unable to speak, you simply shook your head ‘no’ and were forced to reconcile with what your just learned, which became more difficult as he continued to work.

as his girlfriend, you obviously thought he was attractive but that aspect was doubled when you watched him work, with his hair pulled back into a high pony tail giving you a full view on the uncharacteristically concentrated look on his face. it didn’t help that as he went back and forth from you to the sewing machine, the bulk of the work he had left was adjusting the sleeves and collar, which did nothing but add to your currently flustered state.

by this point he had removed all of the pins, sewed everything together and had picked you up (not that he needed to but the gesture was appreciated nonetheless) off of the stool to set you on the floor, leaving you to admire his craftsmanship in the mirror.

“wow, you’ve really outdone yourself this time.” you praised genuinely, twirling and admiring your reflection in the mirror, catching his unreadable expression as he stroked his chin in thought. “what’s wrong?” he tilted his head, before sighing.

“something still isn’t right.” he claimed, playing with the hem of your blouse, leading you to believe he was going to do some further alterations. instead of doing that and taking you completely by surprise, he leaned down and placed a firm kiss on your lips, the force of which sends you back a bit, leaving you to rest your hands on his shoulders and for him to rest his own on your hips.

“august?” you asked quietly, your biting tone betraying the unnerved look on your face since he was now only a few inches away, your fingers fidgeting in anticipation. “I thought you wanted to do more work on the garment?”

taking a hand to remove his sunglasses and rest them on the his head, he tilts his head and leans impossibly closer so your lips brush when he speaks, lacking his usual exuberant charm and completely serious this time. “yeah, I do. but right now making out with you is more important.”

tamsy feeling a familiar weight rest it’s presence on your pajama clad shoulder, you leaned over to the side to allow him to rest his chin more comfortably. despite this becoming an almost nightly occurrence at this point, you hadn’t the slightest idea what drew the duo toned male to seeking you out of the rest of the cleaners. usually only keeping to himself outside of sarcastic quips and “helpful” suggestions with an underside of passive aggressiveness.

here though, he was different. that shell of dignity and feigned refinement had cracked, and he had both figuratively and literally let his hair down. maybe you should be grateful for his vulnerability. maybe you should be concerned that he’s chosen you to spend time with outside of everyone else. as you both recline against your headboard, seated comfortably between his legs reading your favorite book-you try to not dwell on that too much.

“what are you reading today?” he questions rhetorically, his hands already traveling to cover your own and turn the novel over so he can view the title. “are you going to read it to me?” he whispers in your ear sending a shiver down your spine. unable to form any words, you nod before opening to the page you left off on.

seemingly content with your response, he places a peck on the side of your neck before settling his chin on your shoulder again. you were starting to look forward to this every evening.

jabber despite appearances and his well, interesting behavior and habits jabber could actually be quite the affectionate and doting boyfriend. sure, he’s looking at you with literal hearts in his eyes leading you to be slightly concerned about what he may do next but you love him anyway. this had been going on for about three minutes before you finally decided to turn to him and question him on his odd behavior.

“why are you staring at me?” he tilts his head and his smile widens.

“you’re so hot.” he responds, giggling and causing you to roll your eyes good heartedly, his bluntness causing your heartbeat to quicken.

“thanks.” sighing in content, he gathered you in his arms and began to lay an assault of pecks on your cheek, causing you to erupt in a fit of laughter.

“stop it that tickles!” you eventually get out, playfully shoving him away before you feel a set of teeth bite down and squealing. “oh you are so weird.”

pulling back, he places a genuine kiss on your cheek before snuggling his head into your shoulder.

zodyl taking a bite into your turkey sandwich, you did your best to ignore your boyfriends intense gaze as he sat next to you, his head reclining against the trunk of the tree you were both seated under. to the untrained eye it may appear that he was resting or even slumbering but you knew better. he wasn’t hungry, so you yourself weren’t even sure what he was staring at.

ignoring him as usual when you couldn’t understand what was going on in that brain of his, you continued to enjoy your sandwich before washing it down with some tea. it was a rare day when he wasn’t spending a day toiling around in the lair where the raiders usually resided, and you were intent on enjoying every second of it.

just as you placed the sandwich wrapper in the metal lunch box, you felt him move closer and place his hand at the back of your neck before pulling your faces in closer together until you were kissing. zodyl was nothing if not intense, so it would be a surprise if his kisses were anything but that. placing a hand on the side of his head, you felt the warmth of his cheek underneath your palm.

when he finally pulled away, you watched in fascination with a dash of slight horror as familiar yet unique eye markings appeared on his complexion and his hand began to shift as he held it up, his nails beginning to sharpen.

“interesting.” he commented before pulling you into yet another kiss.

[gohara]

send me suggestions or something or something i’m kinda bored

[wondeurland]

grocery lists | a blue lock smau - part i — feat. itoshi sae

synopsis — when the empty number you've been using to list your groceries finally gets a recipient, your territory gets disturbed in an unusual way. cw : gn!reader, no pronouns used, smau, mentions of food, a sorry attempt at crack, fluff, sae is a lightmode user, short writing portion at the end a/n : baby's first smau! plz be nice or ill cry very hard thankyuo... this is also inspired by this meme < PREV NEXT > series taglist

"'Mango'... how stupid," you mutter under your breath, eyes glaring with irritation burning as you stare at the given contact name the stranger has given you.

Your roommate scoffs out a laugh, "Yeah, like Re Al's Itoshi Sae was a much better option."

The click of your tongue resonates through your shared living room.

"Shut up. It's not my fault—I blanked out and his poster was right in front of me," you mutter as you glance at the large framed poster of said player, where it sits almost intimidatingly on the wall near the TV in a row filled with other framed players of your roommate's admiration. "I thought I told you to take that down and put it in your room. He's not even your favorite player."

Yoichi shrugs and scoops himself up another piece of your cheesecake despite your protests, a piece of mango juice dribbling down his chin. "Yeah, I know. But I need to get to his level, so I put that there as motivation."

You frown, pulling the plastic casing of the cake away from him before he can steal another bite. "It's ugly. He's ugly, put it somewhere else."

"You and I both know that last bit is a lie," he grins and wiggles his brows. "I saw the way you were staring at him when we watched the Barcha versus Re Al match. You only paid attention when he was on screen."

"Because who has a hairstyle like that!?" you squawk, your body betraying you and sneaking a heat upon your cheeks.

"Hm," Yoichi studies you with his intentful eyes, his smile only growing with intrigue. That peeved you about your roommate—how he was able to know people before they even knew themselves—and you were not an outlier to such a habit. "Alright. Say what you will."

A haggard groan leaves you, this meld of frustration and annoyance boiling over in your mind. You snatch the cheesecake container from the table despite Yoichi's protests with a huff, going to glare at Itoshi Sae's poster once again before you excuse yourself to the isolation of your room.

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a/n : part one of what i think is most likely a three part mini series? idk i didn't want to cram everything into one singular post and also,,, this was a pain in my ass to do bc also a lot of smau-maker interfaces were frustrating to work thru lol so i resorted to the og method

but regardless, thank you so much for reading and i hope you enjoyed (☆▽☆) ! reblogs and comments are always appreciated and never unnoticed <3!

(also sorry if u dont like mango cheesecake …. but i rly like it so… heh)

[chevxyn]

just saw a dad that lets his daughter throw water balloons at him and im ab to cry as a daughter that’s dad would do the same -> anyways, here’s family guy sae for you. (f!reader)

thinking of.. husband & girl dad! sae when his wife is out of the house.

when you told sae you were pregnant, he had hoped for a son to continue his legacy as a football player. but when the gender revealed that the baby was a girl, his emotions was mixed.

he wasn’t sure what he felt, all his plans was for a son— but once he learned that he was having a daughter, he suddenly felt lost and empty.

not because he didn’t want her, but because he felt unprepared, he was so sure it was gonna be a boy that he’s scared he’ll be a terrible father when it’s a girl.

so when the baby arrived— his first look at her changed his life, she was so small, so delicate. yet when they gave him her little body wrapped in a blanket, all of his facade of coldness turned into warmth.

and so here they are— “papa,” your daughter muttered as she went to her father’s office as he is currently watching the last game’s highlights on his laptop.

she climbed onto his lap and looked up at him— sae paused the video and raised his eyebrow at her, “hm?”

“miya can’t sleep.” she blinked a few times, “mama isn’t here— miya wanna watch and stay with papa.” she mumbled and sae let out a small chuckle.

his darling four year old girl is supposed to be asleep by now, and you were out to buy some groceries and necessities for them— but he couldn’t say no to a face like that.

he had always spoiled his daughter, everything she wants— what she requests, he will get; that is how much he loves her.

“what do you wanna watch?” his tone was softer to the child, as she took the mouse and keyboard— before typing nonsense, “uh..”

seeing that when she entered it took her to random videos, she looks up to her father with her big eyes, "papa's videos."

"you like papa's videos that much?" he asked and the child nodded, "mama likes papa, therefore miya likes papa." his heart swore it melt.

"so if mama doesn't like papa, miya won't like papa too?" he asked and miya frowned, realizing what she said, "no.. that's not what miya said."

seeing the frown on his daughter's face, sae kissed her forehead and held her closer in his arms, "papa knows, just joking.”

he opened the youtube tab and searched his name, after a while— miya clicked on a video and watched it.

seeing how serious her father was, she would giggle when he said something that could come out as rude, “why was papa like that?”

“papa wasn’t with your mama yet.” he simply said and miya blinked, “papa is super evil,” she said, as sae let out a chuckle.

they watched a couple of other videos with eachother until the creak of the door opened, and you were standing there.

“so this is where the two of you went.” you said and went to them, hugging them close from behind. “and little lady, aren’t you supposed to be in bed?”

“mama! miya can’t sleep.” she frowned, whining— sae looking up at you, “just let her stay up for a while.” he said and grabbed onto your hand and kissed the top of it.

seeing that, you couldn’t help but let out a small giggle— taking the other seat and sitting down next to him, as miya went to your hold.

“i guess i can let you off the afternoon bedtime.” you smiled and miya gave a excited look and a kiss on your cheek. “is this both of your ways persuasion?”

“nuh uh!” she innocently said as your husband shrugged, “yeah right.” sae let out a small chuckle at the three of you— and the small bantering you created.

“i got some snacks in the living room by the way.” you said and miya’s eyes lights up before wriggling away out of your arms, “miya wants some! can i? can i?”

you raised your eyebrow and smirked, “go there and find out yourself.” and almost instantly she goes out of the room to find the snacks.

you stood up the same time as your husband did, “you let off the afternoon sleep?” you looked at sae and he just held you from behind by the waist and kisses your jawline. “it’s just one day, besides— sooner or later she won’t have that bedtime anymore.”

you playfully rolled your eyes at that and he just chuckled, “she grows up so fast doesn’t she?” you muttered as he held you closer, “she does.”

how he wouldn’t trade this family for the world.

last post before i go to sleep -> tmrw im releasing another part of “fortunate meetings” | istg i miss my dad sm now | wrote this in 40 mins & not proofread (this prolly sucks tbh)

©chevxyn

[peaktora]

“if i was a ball, would you kick me?”

the slow turn of sae itoshi’s head nearly pulls a giggle from your lips, but you catch it just in time. you can’t let your act slip up—atleast, not this early.

“why would you even say something that sil—“

“well y’know, your whole career revolves around a ball, so i’m asking.. if your life depended on it—well, your career—sorry. if your career depended on it, would you kick me if i were a ball?”

he sighs from his spot across from you at the dining table, and runs a hand through his hair. “where did that question even come from?”

you roll your eyes, “so would you?”

“what? kick you if you were a ball?”

“yes.”

“what a dumb question.”

“one that you wont answer.”

a hint of a smirk twitches at his lips. “no, i wouldn’t kick you. you’d probably roll off crying or something.”

“excuse me?” you manage to choke out, practically reeling from his audacity. “i’d be a strong, durable ball, thank you very much.”

he snorts. “you’d be a deflated one.”

you gasp, flying a hand to your mouth. “just say you hate me. c’mon spit it out, i can take it.”

sae sighs again, only this time is softer than before. “i wouldn’t kick you. i’d pick you up and keep you somewhere safe.”

“…aw. baby, that’s actually kinda sweet.”

he shrugs. “besides, if i did kick you, you’d roll right back to me anyway.”

“what makes you think that?”

“guess you’re just that obsessed with me.”

“you’re so full of yourself. with how hard you kick? i’d self-deflate myself if i saw you run up to me.”

he opens his mouth to say something, but you’re quick to cut him off, “do you even think about the harm you cause the soccer balls you kick? they could get a ball concussion! suffer from a uh—oh, a case of kick-lash!”

sae groans, and slides a hand down his face.

[pennim4]

Undercut Isagi for the crowd ✨

Inspired from his beta design

[yujisdreamgirl]

✧˖°. bf!itoshi rin who no one understands how you managed to date him. everyone thinks he’s this cool, reserved guy who’d like to focus more on soccer than a relationship, but really…

“bed, now.” you chuckle and hesitantly get up from your comfortable position on the couch. “well hello to you too?”

it was one of those days again where rin didn’t want to do anything but feel you.

you enter his bedroom, only to see him hurriedly take his shirt off whilst whispering under his breath. you cross your arms and lean against the door frame, biting your bottom lip and eyeing him up and down.

he turns around to look for you, unamused at your lack of eagerness to cuddle with him.

“is this funny to you?” god, his english accent is so…

“no, silly. i think it’s hot you need my touch 24/7.” he rolls his eyes and gets settled in bed, patting the spot beside him. he looks you dead in the eyes as if you’d wronged him so badly.

you chuckle and lay under the covers with him, gasping as he suddenly pulled you by the waist and buried his nose into your shoulder.

“i’ve been waiting for this all day,” your breath hitches as he breathes heavily, sliding his hand up under your shirt.

“awh poor you…” you mock his clinginess which only resulted in a soft bite to your neck. “stop that.” as if he isn’t having a hard time controlling himself already, you just had to make it even harder, huh?

“i missed you, and this is how you repay me?” he mumbles into your skin, voice thick with that low, teasing frustration. you can feel the curve of his smirk even though you’re not looking at him.

you shift a little under him, your heart palpitating at the intimate sensation. “repay you? for what, being needy?” you tease, feigning innocence.

he grunts softly, the sound more playful than threatening, and you barely have time to respond before he flips you gently onto your back, hovering himself above you.

“for missing you…” he presses a rough but gentle kiss to your lips. “maybe you should say sorry for being on my mind all the time.”

your breath catches again, softly giggling at your boyfriend. “i guess i’ll find a way to make it up to you.” he hums, nuzzling his face into your neck.

“please.”

[gohara]

wussup guys the alpha’s back 🐺 so much happened and i wanna tell u guys EVERYTHING but idk if i should type it out or make a voice note (?)

[kxsagi]

wait I dreamt ab this and you're the first person I thought of that should write this (ily)

ok semi weird request,, but bear w me ok..

being at the beach (or pool whatever you prefer) w everyone and deciding to play chicken fight,, reader is on Isagis shoulders while reader is fighting for her life against (whoever you choose lol) while he's enjoying being crushed by readers thighs LMFAOO

I've been having way too many bllk dreams lately and I'm not complaining 🙏🏻🙏🏻

“𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐡𝐨𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐫 𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐦𝐞?”

a/n: I LITERALLY JUST WENT TO THE BEACH TODAY AND SUNBURNED MY SHOULDERS A LITTLE LMAO THIS REQUEST IS PERFECT I LOVE U 

wish i had dreams like this iam so jelly :x

the waves crash lazily along the shore, sun glittering like diamonds across the ocean as beach towels flutter, cold drinks sweat in their bottles, and half the boys are already screaming about who cheated in beach volleyball. 

you’re stretched out under a big striped umbrella, sunglasses on, legs tanned and sand-dusted, when bachira suddenly sprints past with a maniacal laugh and yells, “CHICKEN FIGHT! OCEAN EDITION!” 

shidou, fully shirtless and absolutely chaotic, follows, already flexing. “you’re on, freak.” 

from the water, isagi turns back with a sheepish smile, as if asking are we joining this disaster? 

you grin, hop up, and jog toward the shallows. “isagi. you’re my ride.” 

“huh?” 

“your shoulders. now.” you poke his chest like this is a military order. 

he’s immediately flustered, splashing backward and waving his arms like a fool. “w-wait wait, are you serious?! like, i carry you?!” 

you tilt your head with a smirk. “what, you can’t handle a little thigh chokehold, captain?” 

his face is scarlet. but he kneels in the water anyway, and you straddle his neck like you were born to be carried into battle. he’s gripping your thighs like they’re lifelines, and he is definitely not thinking about the fight anymore. he’s trying to maintain eye contact with god. 

“you okay down there?” you ask sweetly, squeezing your legs just a little tighter. 

“n-never better,” he squeaks. “doing fantastic. absolutely thriving.” 

in front of you, reo with bachira on his shoulders floats into the ring like it’s a wrestling match. reo’s sunglasses are still on. bachira is grinning with an evil glint in his eye like he’s about to end you. 

“this is war,” he says, sticking his tongue out. 

you barely have time to brace yourself before bachira lunges and chaos erupts. 

the waves are not on your side. reo’s got swimmer strength and balance like a gymnast, and bachira’s flailing like a wild raccoon on caffeine. he tries to grab your hands, misses, and slaps your face. you retaliate by yanking his bandana down over his eyes. 

below, isagi is howling with laughter, half-drowning in your thighs while trying to stay upright. 

“don’t kill him!” 

“he started it!!” 

meanwhile, the peanut gallery is screaming on the sidelines. 

“USE THE LEGS, GIRL!!” shidou bellows, perched on karasu’s shoulders like a gremlin. 

“ISAGI, YOU’RE BLUSHING, FOCUS UP!” chigiri yells without moving from his beach chair. 

you eventually manage to shove bachira off-balance, and with a satisfying splash, he plummets into the water, flailing and cackling. victory is yours. 

“YESSSS!” you pump your fists, dripping and proud. “undefeated champion of thigh-fueled warfare!” 

isagi wheezes under you. “worth every second.” 

you look down at him with a smirk, hair clinging to your cheeks and eyes glinting. “you like being crushed that much, huh?” 

he gulps. “... should we go again?” 

you grin wickedly. “that’s what i thought.” 

he doesn’t even protest as you tighten your grip and shout, “NEXT CHALLENGER!!” while the boys groan in terror. 

this summer, you're not just the queen of chicken fights – you’re the reaper, and your thighs are the scythe. and isagi? yeah, he’s happy to die like this. 

© 𝐤𝐱𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐢

[gohara]

#needTHAT

[xoxojisu]

thinking abt nagi being an undercover menace..

people think that nagi seishiro is this cool, effortless, nonchalant guy. he's sort of emotionless and apathetic in a way that leaves everyone wondering. everything he does is easy for him, and he's just so cool and uncaring. he would never do something stupid like messing with his partner.

they're WRONG.

– he picks you up randomly whenever he wants. he's super tall and muscular, so it's really no hassle for him. brushing your teeth, doing dishes, on a phone call, reaching into the fridge. he just scoops you up like it's nothing and walks off with you. when you squeal like “nagi???” he just goes:

“what? you looked like you wanted to be moved.”

– he hides your phone but only when he wants attention. and it’s always nearby, but in the dumbest spot. like under his leg or in his pocket. he'll watch you turn over every pillow and look under every table with this nonchalant "i don't know, don't ask me" look, but when you catch on, he gets this stupid little smirk and goes:

“guess you gotta come get it.”

getting you to cuddle and pay attention to him was always the objective.

– he texts you from across the room while literally staring at you, and when you look up confused, he just blinks real slow like:

“check your phone.” ‘hi :x u look cute'

– he keeps “accidentally” messing with your settings and it's so fucking stupid and frusturating. he sets your phone’s language to something random like french, or makes his contact name something stupid like “i should pay more attention to my bf” or reo's as "free money" just for fun and to see your reaction.

– and when you’re trying to concentrate, he’ll invade your personal space. he does not give a fuck that you're working on a very important presentation due tomorrow. wraps his arms around you, chin resting on your shoulder or head as he whispers:

“you’re so serious. pay attention to me.” and you’re like PLEASE let me finish this task “mmm. no.”

– likes to tickle you all the time. when you're focused, when he's just passing by, when he wants attention, when you're in a quiet place you should not be making noise in, or just because. he thinks your reactions and giggles are so cute and likes watching you get annoyed at him.

"nagi! stoppit!" "that squeal was cute. like a mouse. do it again." "nagi, i said- HEY!" (he does not stop)

– takes your belongings as if they're his. takes your blankets, your snacks, your phone as you're using it. and this egotistical motherfucker sees nothing wrong with it and just does it as if it's his god-given right.

"awe, my phone died. gimme yours." *snatches it out of your hands* "wha- nagi! i was doing something!" "don't care. my charger's too far."

– falls on top of you whenever he wants as if he's not over 180 cm. it's like a trust fall except he gave you no warning beforehand and it's not because he wants a trust fall, he just got tired of standing and felt like messing with you.

"catch me." "wha- AHH! nagi! you're so fucking heavy! get off! we're gonna fall!" "mmm noo. you can do it. i believe in you." "well, don't!"

– doesn't let you get out of bed when he's sleepy. this actual motherfucker i swear to god. it doesn't matter whether you have to be up in 5 minutes or 5 hours, he will keep you in bed. uses his unfairly long limbs and traps you until he feels awake enough to get out of bed.

"hmm? nooo don't go yet. 'm still sleepy." "i am too, but i'm meeting up with a friend in an hour." "you can be late. they'll understand." "GET OFF OF ME."

– takes all of your snacks except for one. this is oddly specific, but he'll do this thing where he'll take your entire bag of chips or all of your fries, and when you protest, he'll act all gracious and generous and give you one.

"nagi! those are my fries!" "mine now. 'm hungry." "i dont care! go get your own fries! give mine back!" he sighs heavily, like you're the hassle here. "fine. here you go." "..this is one fry." "and? be grateful. go buy more fries if you want them that bad." "THOSE ARE MY FRIES!"

– makes himself at home in your home. this isn't necessarily a menace problem, but you thought it was kind of funny how the first time he came over, he immediately settled down in your bed as if it was his.

"'m tired. you wanna take a nap?" "..this is my bed." "mhm. it's comfy. and?"

and because he's a real menace, when you're at your wit's end, face flushed from frustration despite your smile, and you yell an "I HATE YOU" at him, slapping him angrily, he'll just pat your head gently and give you a slight smile.

"no, you don't."

he says it with this confidence, like he knows he's right, hands down. and as much as you "hate" to admit it, he's right. despite how annoying he can be, you know damn well you wouldn't trade him for the world.

masterlist

[gohara]

I ONLY WANT TO BE WITH YOU !

feat. sakura haruka, suo hayato, kiryu mitsuki & and sugishita kyotaro x gender neutral reader contains. established relationships, sfw〳fluff [ please reblog if you enjoyed it helps me so much + masterlist ]

SAKURA HARUKA.

the room is quiet, save for the soft hum of the evening air drifting in through the half open window. your breathing is slow, even, deep in sleep, completely unaware of the figure standing just a few feet away.

sakura shifts his weight from one foot to the other, eyes flicking down to you, then away, like he’s caught himself staring too long. his black and gold eyes are unreadable in the dim light, but there’s something restless about him, like he’s debating something with himself.

he glances at the blanket crumpled at the edge of the couch, then back at you again.

“tch… seriously,” sakura mutters under his breath, barely audible, but his tone lacks any real bite. it’s rough, sure, but softer than usual. like the words are just a cover, something to fill the silence so he doesn’t have to admit what he’s actually feeling.

sakura crouches down and picks up the blanket, giving it a half hearted shake like he’s annoyed it even exists. then, with a kind of awkward gentleness that doesn’t suit his usual rough edges, he drapes it over you. carefully. like he’s trying not to wake you.

his fingers brush against your arm for a second, just barely, and he freezes.

“…you’re seriously out cold, huh.”

there’s a pause. sakura doesn’t move right away. he just looks at you, mouth twitching like he wants to say something but doesn’t know how. something about the way your face looks in sleep, unguarded, peaceful, makes him feel weird.

warm. nervous.

he huffs quietly, standing up and immediately stuffing his hands deep into his jacket pockets like they might help him shove the feeling down.

“don’t get the wrong idea,” sakura mumbles, eyes averted as he starts toward the door. “it’s just cold in here. that’s all.”

but before he leaves, he glances back once. just once.

and the smallest ghost of a smile tugs at the corner of sakura’s mouth before he disappears down the hall.

SUO HAYATO.

your breath hitches the moment suo leans in, so close you can feel the faint brush of his exhale against your lips. his presence is always calm, unreadable, but right now it feels suffocating in the gentlest way. like the air between you has thickened, slowed. like your heartbeat forgot its rhythm and had to start over.

his eyes, half lidded and unreadable, flick down for a second. your gaze follows instinctively, landing on his lips. you don’t mean to. you just… do.

and then, delicately, suo presses the tip of his nose against yours. slow. soft. it sends a spark up your spine, a shiver that you try and fail to hide.

you’re not sure what he’s doing, not entirely, but your body knows before your brain catches up. your lips part, breath shallow, chest tight with the feeling that this could be something. that if you just leaned in a little more, you’d close the distance.

you almost do.

but just as you’re tilting forward, barely, maybe a breath away from closing the gap, suo pulls back.

too soon.

too smooth.

like he planned it. like he knew.

“mm,” suo hums, his voice amused, almost fond. “so eager.”

he doesn’t say it cruelly. it’s playful, velvety, but your cheeks still burn. your heart still aches a little at the absence of what almost was.

and that smile of suo’s, still soft, still impossible to read, lingers like a ghost long after he’s stepped back.

you can feel him watching you, like he’s still toying with the idea of what might’ve happened if he’d let it. if he’d let you. if he’d let himself.

KIRYU MITSUKI.

you’re standing in front of the mirror, fingers fumbling with the clasp of your necklace when kiryu steps into view behind you, soft and soundless, like he always is.

“here, let me,” kiryu says gently, his voice as smooth as silk and low enough to stir the air against the back of your neck.

you pause, hands dropping, and he moves in closer. not too close, never enough to crowd, but just enough for you to feel the warmth of him behind you. his fingertips graze yours as he takes the necklace, and for a second, it’s like everything slows.

his hands are steady, practiced, as he fastens the clasp with ease.

“you’ve got delicate fingers, but that thing can be stubborn,” he murmurs, a hint of amusement lacing his tone.

you catch kiryu’s eyes in the mirror, soft, green, and impossibly warm. he’s smiling, just barely, like this moment is something quiet he wants to keep.

then, without a word, kiryu leans in.

his lips brush the curve of your neck, feather light and lingering, so soft it almost feels imagined. your breath catches instantly, the touch sending heat up the back of your neck and down your spine.

“there,” kiryu whispers, his mouth barely a hair’s width from your skin. “perfect.”

he pulls back slowly, fingers ghosting along your shoulders as if reluctant to let go. his reflection meets yours again, same gentle expression, same unreadable glint behind his lashes.

“you wear it well,” kiryu adds, a little playful now, voice dipping sweet and low. “but then again… you’d look good in anything.”

you’re left standing there, heart fluttering and skin still tingling, as kiryu turns and walks off like he hadn’t just turned a quiet moment into something that’ll stay with you for hours. maybe longer.

SUGISHITA KYOTARO.

you hadn’t expected sugishita to say anything—you rarely do—but when you finish explaining your decision, your plans, the thing that’s been sitting heavy in your chest for days… he looks at you.

really looks at you.

his expression doesn’t change much, still that unreadable calm, but there’s something in his eyes that makes you pause. a stillness. a focus.

then, slow and deliberate, sugishita gives you a single nod.

and then another.

reassuring. steady. like he’s telling you without words, yeah. that makes sense. yeah. i get it.

he doesn’t try to interrupt. doesn’t offer fake encouragement or meaningless advice. he just stays where he is, arms loosely crossed, gaze fixed on you like you’ve earned his full attention.

“…sounds like you thought it through,” sugishita says after a while, voice low, barely above a murmur. “so… do it.”

he nods again, a bit firmer this time.

you hadn’t realized how much tension you were holding until that moment. until the weight in his silence turned into something solid, something supportive.

sugishita shifts slightly, like he wants to say more but isn’t sure how.

“i mean… if that’s what you want,” he adds, awkwardly scratching at the back of his neck. “then… yeah. it’s good.”

he looks away after that, eyes drifting to some invisible spot on the wall like he didn’t just say something that mattered.

but you feel it.

and from someone like sugishita, who rarely speaks, who barely reacts, who holds everything in, those simple nods, that quiet support… it means more than any loud cheer ever could.

sugishita doesn’t need to say much. he never does. but just knowing he’s behind you—even in his quiet, awkward way—makes it all a little easier to believe in yourself.

[gohara]

ABOUT THE UNFLATTERING ANGLES for me i interpret that enjin scene as a twisted ver of him?? Since his eyes dont go that high and it would be considered not canon so maybe idk to me he doesnt seem like THE enjin but at the same time hes full of memes i would love to see him say a serious ass speech with that expression LMFAOOO as for jabber the more they draw him fycked up the more its closer to canon LOLLLLLL hes so princess coded >____< but yeah i think the actual thing is gonna be beyond good like the sfx when rudo hit the trash beast with that metal pipe was such an eargasm oohhrhheeeeuuee also the ost and character themes are gonna go crazy considering there was electric instruments in the trailerrrr BUT OVERRAL animate my wife tasmy. Give him a fuckass lazy voice like togame from wind breaker (sub).

was it a twisted version of enjin? cause to me it looked like a random scene they pulled from one of the episodes with the ‘gachiakuta’ title edited over it with some other filters 🤐 idk

TAMSY YES!! he is my guilty pleasure unfortunately </3 he’s just too pretty i’m sorry!! i pray they don’t mess up his voice i’d be so sad ; - ;

[gohara]

oki new writing coming in an hour :D

[gohara]

(I do not know if the first ask got sent my fuckass tumblr browser keeps glitching) scrolls through you pinned post OKAY HEADS UP 2 of my favourite characters are shidou and jabber i think thats all you need to know about me LOLLLL (though tell me if your uncomfy wuth the freakiness 😈) OKAY my main question was WHATS UR OPINION ON THE GACHIAKUTA ANIME???? Like the overrall animation voice acting and specially the crumbs we got from the opening because OMG. I LOVE ME SOME ROCK YAY it scratches that spot in my brain so goooooododiueuww

OMG SOMEONE FINALLY ASKS ME ABOUT THIS!! i have sm to say about this HOLY—

ahem, i think the anime’s going in a very great direction so far! my only issue is that some of the characters look…not so good in certain angles

case and point jabber and enjin 🧍‍♀️then again, this is JUST the trailer so it might look better on the official release. BUT THIS IS JUST MY OPINION!!! i think they looks sm better in the manga. anyways anyways

as for the voice acting my favorite part I THINK THEY SOUND REALLY FREAKING GOOD!!!! i normally don’t watch shows in sub but i will for this ! ever since my friend recommended i read this like, 2 months ago i just fell in love. ITS SO GOOD i had to start rereading it to see all the things i missed the first time around. i was so geeked when i found out it was getting animated next month. and since we haven’t had an announcement for the english dub cast I DECIDED TO MAKE MY OWN! i only have a few characters done since editing is…hard. but i enjoy every second of it <3 i plan on posting that once it’s done

idk if you saw my post from a week (?) ago where i specifically said i needed wanted jill harris to voice riyo because i think she’d be an amazing fit for a character like her (it was a whole yap fest, so if you find it let me know what you think!!!) I THOUGHT THE OPENING WAS GREAT TOO i can’t wait for the full version to be released so i can listen to it for weeks until i get tired of it 😛

[gohara]

HAIIIII LETS BE MOOTIESSSS ><><><><>< thank you for carrying the tumblr gachiakuta fandom we are STARVING wjeheuuehueh7

AHHH YES YES YES!!! ofc i’ll be motives with you 🥹

and thank you for the compliment!! i try 🙂‍↕️