The Osomatsu-san brothers dominated the latest Character Best 10 ranking in Marchās Animage Magazine (Amazon US | JP), taking the top six spots and displacing Gintoki Sakata for the first time in a while! Ichimatsuās #1!
gaen kyoya + gn!reader. heavy religion mention. for buddyfight week [day three]!
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A multitude of dolorous beats inundated the dour atmosphere, each flit compress of the white-washed keys adeptly stringing the melancholic tune into the air, and as you gawkily shifted in your spot behind him, you fluttered your eyes shut to revel in the haunting melody.
"Even if this world is reborn, your being will remain quintessentially pulchritudinous."
Those evocative words resonating along with his refrain involuntarily caused your hands to tautly grip the cross adorning your cervix, desperately iterating prayers within your sagacity.
The deplorable congruence of quietus would bestow the prepossessing earth - only leaving vestiges of the incandescent vigor previously ambling the cavernous grounds - and a new lord would ascend from the ruins, that very person chosen by God himself: Gaen Kyoya. Father accorded him personally, whispering upon your ear to follow this indelible, debonair entity until your own existence vanquished.
For the sake of this beautiful world, you'd sacrifice everything you retained; but was this the correct path? Did God truly covet for the earth he malformed himself to be eradicated for the potent will of a child?
evil!kodo noboru [tiger]/fem!reader. for buddyfight week [day two]!
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Euphonious laughter amongst vivacious jests resonated through his heart as his childhood friend and lover capered ahead of him, that cherished and prepossessing smile curving on your ample lips; and Noboru could vividly recollect every instance he scrutinized that bluster of rapture caused solely by him alone.
Ever since he was young, he'd somehow always been able to bestow you with a scintillating smile...
From absconding your ensnarement from nefarious villains (Maihama) to oleaginous dragons (Niitani), everything appeared to be straight out of fairy tale; he knew they weren't real, but with you, he coveted them to be. And maybe they were.
But even the most chivalrous of knights can transform into diabolical bandits.
Iridescent skeins coruscated contiguous of you, an opulent staff manifesting amongst the inundating luminescence, and you tautly gripped the shaft with quavering hands, the heft of the weapon light but heavy due to the opponent you'd be wielding it against.
Unable to articulate a coherent rejoinder to the bellows emitting from Kiri, who stood beside you, and Tiger, who stood before you, you quivered in your fixed position. Until Tiger hastily lunged forward towards you, his mirroring blades adeptly barricading you, and you found yourself reciprocating his malevolent actions provisionally.
The reverberating clamor of metal against metal splintered your eardrums deplorably, the tremors rattling your ribcage and imbuing odious terror at the verity of your situation. "Noboru, I don't want to fight you!" you shrilled upon dodging another onslaught of sadistic attacks, the swift spates of his lances against your singular staff perturbing.
"Well, that's too bad!" Tiger taunted with orotundity, his guttural voice exacerbating the egregious emotions gyrating in the pit of your stomach. Striking you adroitly again, he added, "I have no intentions of backing out!"
The jaded debris nestled underneath the soles of your feet dug execrably into your heel as he drove you back, his strapping strength protruding into you, and you cringed whilst gawkily attempting to cloister yourself from being overpowered by him. "I know you don't want to hurt me, as I do you...!" you soothed, attempting to placate his ire and your own harrow.
Yet the mollifying edge your tone retained heaving no effect on him, he was impervious to your words.
The consternation you possessed unremittingly churning the blood in your wrists, suffusing white-hot sensations throughout every fissure of your entity, and rather then pin you down, it amplified your own potency with every incessant attack.
Tiger attempted to jab you again, thrusting both his lances in your direction, but you shrewdly caught on and brought your staff up to block - once you successfully managed that, you were able to hold your ground and push roughly against him. In a matter of moments, you were able to shove him back, and with a flick of your wrist, you removed the conspicuous cap marring his head.
Everything froze for an ephemeral second as you dropped your weapon and cupped his cheeks, and time ticked again as your lips vehemently met his.
ryuenji tasuku/fem!reader; platonic. for buddyfight week [day one]!
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Confined within the capacious impounds of their discreet base, Tasuku cursorily reveled in the absence of nefarious activity; it was precarious to allow his guard down for a moment, yet when he felt the tension alleviate from his taut muscles, he couldn't have of been more ebulliently surprised.
However, that inertia wouldn't last for him, and the second the cacophonous shrill of his cellphone suspended into the air, he hastily picked it up after reviewing who was calling him. "[Name]-chan...?" he softly questioned, his mellifluous voice brimful of incredulity. You'd never retain the audacity to perturb him during work unless it was a complete emergency, he knew that, so he couldn't help but grip his phone as anticipation pounded unremittingly against his gut.
An ephemeral length of silence passed, before he heard a tincture sob emit from you. "T-Tasuku-kun, I'm so, so sorry for calling you--" you ululated despairingly, the patent tribulation of emotions gyrating within your enunciation abhorring the aforementioned male. "I need someone with me right now, and I don't have anyone else; you're my only friend."
A plethora of feelings pelted his palpitating heart at your articulations as a white-hot sensation of desperateness thrummed along his searing axons; he had to go by your side right now, he had to. "I'll be there soon, [Name]-chan. You're not alone," he affirmed you earnestly before hanging up, pivoting his attention to Count Dawn, and imploring for permission to leave base to be by your side.
Discerning the pensiveness swimming in the depths of Tasuku's cavernous orbs, Count Dawn conceded and bestowed authorization to Tasuku - who decorously bowed in response before gliding through the gelid air to your abode.
You were his cherished friend as well - there's no possible way he could ruminate even being separated by your side in such a dire time - and Tasuku would abandon everything for the opportunity to attenuate your harrow. When his pallid knuckles rapped against the window in your bedroom, the translucent pane reverberating underneath his touch, he found a fervent flush sweep through him. Ahh, he wanted to see you.
Shifting rapidly out of bed, you scampered with flit steps over to your window, prying it open, and allowing Tasuku to come inside your room.
You were garbing nothing more than a thin shirt and a pair of lacy panties, exhibiting your heartfelt trust in the male, and you congregated your hands around your quavering figure, the subtle breeze blustering into your room from the adjacent window prickling your exposed skin.
"Th-Thanks for coming," you anemically conveyed your gratitude, a vestige of blithe springing patently from your insipid proclamation.
Vigorously shaking his head, Tasuku settled a hand firmly on your shoulder. "It's okay; you know I'm here for you whenever you need me," he reassured you altruistically.
Heaving an indolent sigh, the noise wispy and protracted, you inched closer to him until an enthralling propinquity was possessed, until his warmth coalesced with yours.
Wordlessly expressing how much you appreciated his words through a chaste kiss on his cheek, you finally uncoiled your arms from around yourself and wrapped them tightly around his frame.
This is what friends are for. Comfort, safety, and protection; three things only he could provide you.
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