Alright so I have not been able to work on any fics this week sadly because I have been slapped in the face with life once again BUT I have been cooking up my plans for flufftober because I know for a fact that if I dont start writing those soon I will not finish them on time.
I will not ever write fem reader duo to the fact I am trans masc and insert myself into every fic I write with a reader insert so i am just not comfortable writing fem reader because of that.
I will still write the thing you requested if you asked for fem reader but I will use gn pronouns for it while making it explicit that the reader presents more feminine but that is the most i will do.
Hey i was wondering what characters you do for one piece cause i wanted to request some headcanons
I write for all of them! No matter how little screen time/time in the manga they have as long as they have some type of known personality (be it canon or fanon) I will write for them!
Ace x Younger sibling reader, Thatch x Younger sibling reader, whitebeard pirates x child reader
Tw: Major character death, hurt no comfort, no dialogue, child reader, gn reader, no use of y/n, spelling mistakes
Request: Y/N
Summary: One dead, killed by someone he thought was his crewmate, his friend, his brother. The other running to his death, so blinded by rage and self-loathing that he doesn't realize the damage he is doing to the family he still has. To you especially
An: this was written on 1 hour of sleep and 4 cans of ghost energy drinks while I am having a depressive episode. Enjoy ♡. Also my requests are open so feel free to request what ever you would like!
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Life was nothing but a blur of passing days and repressed memories.
The same things repeating day after day masquerading normalcy as a way to stop the truth from destroying you all. There were still laughs and good times between your family but they all felt dulled and performative by the pressing weight of the two missing commanders.
One dead, killed by someone he thought was his crewmate, his friend, his brother.
The other running to his death, so blinded by rage and self-loathing that he doesn't realize the damage he is doing to the family he still has.
To you especially.
Despite Ace having joined relatively recently in comparison to a majority of the other members of the crew including yourself, he was able to worm his way into your heart quicker than anyone else was able to. You’re not sure what drew you to the flaming idiot but ever since the first day he showed up on the Moby desperate to kill Pop’s you knew that he was going to be your big brother whether he liked it or not.
And that's what you did, much to the rest of your siblings dismay. It's not that they thought Ace was going to hurt you, they just didn’t want you around such a “bad influence”. You would have argued because a big portion of them were just as bad or worse than Ace when they first got on the ship but you were too sted fast in your goal to waste your time with that.
Everyday you would go up to him when he was having one of his moping episodes on the deck or some place else on the ship and you would just talk about everything you can think of.
The weather, the ship, a book you read, music, the sea, anything that you think might catch his interest. Most days Thatch would join you in this effort bouncing a conversation back and forth as Ace sits between the two of you looking like a mad puppy. The other commanders and members of the crew would sometimes join as well but they never talked to Ace as much as you and Thatch did.
Slowly but surely Ace started actually talking back, holding an actual conversation inside of just telling you to leave him alone in the nicest way he could. He told you to fuck off once and that almost led to Marco letting him drown in the sea after throwing him overboard so he leant his lesson very quickly to not be mean to you unless he wants to be abandoned in the sea. Ace was never planning on it anyway, you're just a little kid and it was a heat of the moment thing that he regretted but was to up his own ass to actually apologize for.
His responses were still dull and dismissive but the two or three word responses that weren't related to his confusing goal was a win in your book. Soon he was talking about the things he liked to you and even started to talk about his younger brother who sounded like someone you would love to meet especially with how cool his devil fruit was.
Ace was still trying to kill Pops and was either passive aggressive or straight up aggressive with a big portion of the crew but he was softening to you and Thatch.
It continues like that for two months.
You chipped away his walls bit by bit with some help from the rest of your family and eventually he finally gave in and let Pops’ adoption bug win.
The next two years were some of the most fun you have experienced. Your family finally felt right, it felt complete, it was like nothing could go wrong in your mind because how could it?
Your entire family was some of the strongest people in the world so even if someone got captured by the marines or hit by some weird devil fruit you knew it would be fine, they would be saved in no time because everyone on the crew cared for each other and would never let anything bad happen.
Of course that was just the naive thought of a sheltered child.
Evil is hiding everywhere and even the most trained and experienced eye can miss it.
Teach proved that the day he killed Thatch.
The day he made your entire world start to cave in on itself.
Your bubbly brother who would always sneak you as many extra snacks you wanted no matter what Marco says about it lay dead on the floor of the kitchen.
The kitchen you, him, and Ace would spend hours talking when you couldn't sleep for one reason or another.
The kitchen that used to bring joy every time you entered made you feel sick at the thought of even going near it now.
Its baffling how quickly something so sweet can be distorted and malformed by one person's actions.
Teach was one of your brothers that you never truly got close to. Not from the lack of you trying, no he just didn't seem to enjoy being around kids as much as your other older sibling did.
But you still thought you knew him enough that you could read what type of person he was.
It really wasn't the case and you despise yourself for not noticing.
But, the thing you truly don't and never will understand is why he didn't just ask Thatch for the devil fruit. If he knew Teach wanted it you have no doubt inside your mind that Thatch would have handed it right on over no questions asked.
He is was just that kind of person.
Your world was shattering around you when Thatch died and the only thing you wanted was to be held by Ace, to be told that this was all fake and just another one of your nasty nightmares and that Thatch was awake in the kitchen making cookies.
But that didn't happen.
Because he left.
He left just like Thatch.
And he's gonna die like him too.
You don't understand why this is happening.
You don't understand why he would just leave like that to find Teach himself.
You don't understand why he wouldn't stay with your family so you can track the bastard down together.
Did he not want you anymore? Was he mad at you? What did you do wrong?
Nothing.
Nothing is what so many of your siblings told you but you know they're lying.
This is all your fault.
You grew up surrounded by all your siblings and father you're meant to notice when one of them is acting odd.
You always do.
Always.
And they know this.
They know you see every little change in their mood and do your best to figure out what's wrong.
So they have to blame you.
It's your fault any of this happened.
That's why Ace left without saying goodbye.
He knows it's your fault.
You keep yourself locked in your room only coming out to eat, use the bathroom.
It's the only thing you can do to shelter yourself from the resentment and blame they would send your way.
All actual conversations you have with them are just you asking for information on Ace.
They don't tell you of course.
Haruta says you shouldn't be worried about it. That they can handle it and you should focus on yourself.
They try to get you to talk about anything and everything but you don't.
You don't deserve to talk and laugh with your family while one of your brothers is dead and the other one is going to get himself killed.
You don't know how much time has passed, it's all one big blur when the new finally comes.
You were right.
Hes gonna die
Hes gonna die and its your fault.
For the first time since Thatch died you are fully aware of what's going on around you. Everyone is scrambling to prepare.
You're gonna help save him!
You can make up for all of this if you do that!
They leave you on sphinx.
They leave you.
On sphinx.
Why did you think anything else would happen?
They all blame you.
Why would they let you help?
You'd just mess it all up.
You would get in their way.
You would be the reason Ace dies.
It's for the best to leave you here. Out of the way, not causing them any problems.
They'll save him.
They'll save him and come back here and you will be able to apologize to all of them for not being smart enough to realize what Teach was going to do, you can apologize for letting Thatch die, you can apologize for all of this.
Your family can be whole again as soon as they get back.
My requests are open currently so you are free to request any fic you would like just make sure to check my intro post for the fandoms I write for and my rules
Undivided attention
Whitebeard pirates x child reader
Reader feels like they are being ignored by everyone on the ship so when they dock on a island they run away and hide so they will finally pay attention to them
No hard feelings
Whitebeard pirates x teen male reader
Whitebeard tries to deny that reader is his favorite son but everyone knows its true and really don't care since he is everyone's favorite
Older brother Buggy, Kidd, and Law hc
What these characters would be like as older brothers to a non specific reader
Older brother Shachi and Penguin hc
What these characters would be like as older brothers a non specific reader
I Don't Like It, Don't You? Chapter 6
Continuation of my current one piece long fic that you can find here
For I Don't Like It, Don't You? I dont really have an idea of how many chapters I want it to be.
Looking at where I am in the story, and knowing how many plot points I want to include i think it might end up being around 100 chapters? Maybe a little more.
Which is a lot lmao
But i might end up splitting the fic into two different fics to remedy that I'll just have to wait and see who everything goes.
Opening my eyes slowly I groan out into the pillow burying my face into it trying to block the sun that was shining through the small window from reaching my eyes. If that noise was something actually important I'm sure Marco will come get me.
I adjust myself under the blanket trying to get more comfortable so I can try to fall back to sleep, hopefully I can get back to that dream.
BANG
Alright what the hell was that noise?
Sighing I sit up slowly and reach up to rub the sleep from my eyes. I hear some noise from outside the door that I can't quite make out so with a loud groan I move the blanket off myself and get off the bed.
I stumble slightly as I stand a little thrown off from the rocking of the ship but I'm quickly able to balance myself and stretch. I felt less sour than I have in a long time but I guess that's what actually sleeping in a bed will do.
Sluggishly I move over to the dresser grabbing my jacket and throwing it on before grabbing my boots from the ground and clumsily putting them on.
BANG
“I swear if we’re getting attacked I'm going to lose it” I mumble as I make my way to the door and open it only enough for me to be able to see out of it. Peaking out the small opening I glance around I don't see anything different from last night but the sounds get louder.
It sounds like talking, so hopefully that means we aren't getting attacked.
Opening the door fully, I glance around just to be sure there isn't anything out of place or anyone down here. Thankfully everything is the same as it was last night so I walk out and up the short set of stairs. When I reach the top of the stairs after a few short steps I press myself against it so I can hear whatever is going on more clearly.
“Oh come on birdy just a few drinks! It's been forever since we last saw each other!" a man's voice that I don't recognize said, sounding carefree and cheerful.
Alright good we aren't getting attacked then.
“How many times am I going to have to say no? I have shit I need to do yoi” Marco says irritation with whoever he was talking to extremely clear in his voice and I can't help but snicker quietly at that fact. He deserves to be annoyed like that after last night's shit show.
“I'm sure that can wait a little while” a different voice says, sounding a lot more casual than the other man.
How many people are on the deck? Four counting Marco maybe? That would explain the three bangs, it could have been them jumping onto the deck but those bangs were really loud so im not sure.
“It really can't,” Marco grumbles as he sighs.
“Just give it up boss you know he wont give in” and there's the third, he sounds almost as done with this entire thing as Marco is.
“You don’t know that!” the first guy says in a whiney tone.
“What's so important that you can't stop for a few minutes to have a drink or two with us?” the first man asks, focusing back on Marco.
“Thats none of your concern”
Well going out now would be perfect comedic timing!
God, I'm so funny.
Opening the door, the first thing I see is a very irritated Marco and I have to hold in a laugh at the look on his face. Looking past him I see exactly who Marco was talking to.
Holy shit.
Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit!
Sitting on a barel near the railing of the ship is Red Hair fucking Shanks and to the left of him is his first mate and sniper of his crew.
I thought the only Yonko I was going to meet was going to be Whitebeard, at least for a while. But low and behold there he is. I usually never paid any mind to the pirates in the newspaper but Shanks and his crew were the exception due to Suminari’s obsession with them.
He would be so jealous of me right now!
Suminari had an entire collection of newspaper clippings, wanted posters, and other things dedicated to the Red Hair Pirates that he kept secret from our Mother. He would spend hours telling me everything he knew about them and how he wants to be just like Shanks when he is older. I never cared that much about Shanks but talking about him was a way to spend time with Suminari so I was fine listening to him go on for however long he wanted. Juniper never understood his fixation on them and she didn’t care to listen to him rant most of the time but she would still give him any newspapers that had anything to do with the Red Hair Pirates.
“Finch, go back to your room please” Marco says exasperatedly, snapping me out of my stunned state.
I open my mouth to tell him he can go fuck himself and there is no way im going to do that when a crew so cool is right here but Shanks interrupts me.
“Hey now wait a second birdy! Aren't you going to introduce us to the kid?” Shanks says as he quickly moves over to me so Marco can’t stop him “so Finch right? You one of Newgate's brats?” he asks as he wraps his arm around my shoulder and pulls me away from the door.
I don’t know if I should be worried or excited that someone so strong and feared is being so nice to me right now. I know Suminari’s portrayal of him wasn't one hundred percent accurate due to his idolization of him but how he is portrayed by the world government is definitely inaccurate as well since they love to demonize anyone who they don’t like. So im really not sure how to feel but he is a Yanko, there is no way he got that title from being this happy unintimidating guy all the time.
“Uh yeah I guess so” I can’t help but sound awkward and unsure when answering him since im not really sure of the answer myself.
Shanks doesn't seem to notice or just doesn't care as he unhooks himself from my shoulder and plops back down onto the barrel he was sitting on moments before.
“You want a drink, kid? Marco’s obviously not going to have it” the sniper, Yasopp I think, says, picking up the mug of bear that was sitting next to him and holding it out in my direction.
“He’s fourteen he doesn't need to be drinking" Marco introduces before I can even think of an answer.
“I started drinking when I was fourteen, it's fine!” Shanks said matter of factly with a wave of his hand.
“And look how you turned out” Marco mumbles under his breath just loud enough that we can hear. I couldn't help but laugh at that and I muffled it behind my hand.
“Wha- what’s that supposed to mean?!” he says with an offended scoff as he points an accusatory finger at Marco.
“How about you both let him answer for himself” Beckman (I remember that's his name because Suminari was even more obsessed with him then he was Shanks) interrupts flatly stopping that before it could turn into any type of argument.
“Id rather not, thanks for the offer though” I definitely wouldn't mind drinking but i havent had anything else to drink or eat today so that really isn't a good idea besides Marco would never let me even if i did say yes.
“Suit yourself” Yasopp says with a shrug.
“Now that that's sorted we really need to be on our way” Marco says so passive aggressively that it catches me off guard but with the red force quite literally blocking the way of our ship moving forward I get why he is so irritated about this whole thing.
Completely ignoring Marco, Shanks turns to me “You know why Birdy here in such a rush to get back to the old man's ship?” he asks, a sly grin spreading on his face.
“You don’t need to tell him anything Finch yoi” Marco says walking up to us.
“Yeah i know Marco you dont need to tell me that” I roll my eyes with a huff “I don’t have all my vaccinations up to date so Marco’s being paranoid and trying to get us there as quick as possible so I can get them" I omit the part of me having never gotten any of my vaccinations since they really don’t need to know that.
“I’m not being paranoid Finch if anything I’m under reacting to this situation”
Shanks blinks at me and Marco for a few moments with a bit of a dumbfounded look on his face before turning to look over at his two crew mates “I'm sure we have that stuff on board, right Ben?” It's more so a statement than a question.
“Maybe, you’ll have to ask Hugo if he has the ones the kid needs,” the first mate answers as he takes a long drag from his cigar.
“He needs all of them” Marco states flatly while rubbing his hand over his face.
That makes all three of the men stare at us in silence. The few moments that they sit there not speaking just staring the more a pit forms in my stomach just like it did when I first told Marco about this.
“All… of them?” Shanks questions looking between the two of us with raised eyebrows.
“Yes all of them, now either call Hugo over or let us leave” Marco says giving Shanks an impatient look.
From the railing of the Red Force a man leans over the side and looks down at us
“Someone say my name?” he questions with raised eyebrows.
“Do we have all of the basic vaccinations on the ship?” Beckman asks before Marco can.
“Sure do” Hugo replies as he looks directly at me with an odd look that makes me shrink back closer to Marco. Its like he has some weird doctor sense that there is something wrong with me, or well he knows everyone else here so it's kinda obvious that I'm the one that would need them.
“Great, can you bring one of each here?”
He doesn't lift his gaze from me as he nods his head and pushes off the railing to go retrieve the necessary things.
“There now you can relax and drink with us while Hugo is giving the kid his vaccinations or whatever!” Shanks says excitedly as a massive grin spreads across his face.
“No, I'm going to be giving them to Finch.” I feel a small sense of relief when Marcos says that. I may not like him very much but I sure as hell trust him more than I trust any of these guys despite the mountains of praise Suminari gave them and them being nothing but kind to me so far.
“Oh come on! Can’t you-”
“Shanks drop it” Beckman says, stopping his Captain before he can start.
“Fine…” Shanks mumbles as he pouts dramatically and lets out a loud sigh that makes me scoff.
Makes sense why he's the First mate Shanks seems to listen to him why he tells him to stop.
Now that that is dealt with Marco turns towards me and I quickly take a few steps back trying to play it off like I wasn't just standing so close to him.
“Finch you go down into the bedroom alright? I'll be down there in a minute” I can tell that it was more of an order than a question as he gives me a look that reminds me of the ones Juniper would give me and Suminari when she wanted us to do chores around the house.
“Ok whatever” I say with a roll of my eyes as I go do exactly what I was told to do.
My arms are hurting so bad. What the fuck is wrong with these things i thought they were ment to keep you from hurting and getting sick not make you hurt. Marco under-exaggerated when he said these would only hurt a bit, it feels like my arms are burning.
And I didn't even get all of the one I needed apparently since some I have to wait a while so the other vaccines can kick in. I think that's a lie so Marco can see me suffer more.
“See that wasn't so bad” Marco says giving me a soft smile as he walks back into the room after going back up to the deck to hand the used supplies back over to Hugo.
“Go fuck yourself” i grumble while floping onto my back and whincing when a spike of pain shoots through my arms.
Marco laughs as he moves over to me and sits down on the bed. I stare at the ceiling purposefully ignoring the fact he is staring at my aching arms.
“Here give me one of your arms” he says suddenly catching me a little off guard as he holds out his hand.
I hesitate only for a moment before sitting back up and placing my arm in his hand. As much as I would love to deny this prick's help right now the pain in my arms are too much for me to be petty. It only takes a split second for blue fire to erupt from his palm making me flinch back slightly before instantly relaxing moments later as a warm comforting feeling spreads through my arm. The feeling is so intense yet gentle at the same time as he runs his hand up and down my arm a few times until he is sure there isn't any leftover pain in it and he repeats the process again with my other arm. I feel disappointed when he does finally pull away from my arms and extinguishes the flames from his hand, missing the warm feeling already.
“Thanks…” I murmured quietly as embarrassment from how much I enjoyed the feeling creeps up me and makes my cheeks redden.
“No problem” he replies with the same soft smile from when he entered on his face.
We sit in a nice silence as I beat my embarrassment back down so hopefully he doesn't see the red tint to my cheeks.
“Finch, can I ask you a question about your mother?”
And there it is. I was wondering how long it would take him to ask that, it was my fault for mentioning her in the first place. I really need to learn how to keep my mouth shut. But I might as well answer his question now so I don't have to do it later. Hopefully talking about her doesn't make me spiral like it did before.
“Go for it” I say as I lay back onto the bed.
“Do you know why she was so against doctors?” he asks and I can’t help but sigh.
Don’t know why I thought he would ask anything other than that. I hate talking about the bad parts of my mother, it feels like I’m disrespecting her in some way. That's why I reacted like I did yesterday. At least I think it is I don’t understand my mind most of the time.
But it might be nice to actually talk about it even if it is with Marco.
“She was scared. She was convinced that they would take me and my siblings away from her so she kept us as far away from the village as she could. I'm not sure why she thought that she never really told us her reasoning for anything, she just wanted us to do exactly what she told us to do with no argument” I don’t think I've ever said that out loud before.
Juniper and Suminari talked about our mother with each other all the time but they never let me join the conversation, always saying I was too young to be worrying about that stuff. I think they just thought I was too young to understand anything they were talking about but I wasn’t. I heard and saw all the same things they did. I just didn’t process it the same way as them.
“You have siblings?”
…
Fuck.
I didn’t even realise I mentioned them. Now he's going to have questions about them like where they are and why they aren't with me and I really am not ready to unpack all that.
“I don’t wanna talk about them” I say so quickly that my words come out jumbled.
“Alright you don’t have to”
What.
I- I didn’t think it would be so easy to get him to drop it, I thought I would have to argue with him or something.
I can’t help but give him a bewildered look, this guy make zero fucking sense to me. It would make sense if he wanted me to tell him everything he asked as repayment for all the things he is helping me with but no, he doesn't seem to want anything and that confuses me so badly. Almost everyone I have met since I was forced to leave home has wanted something in return for helping me so why doesn't he? I just can’t make sense of him.
“Have you eaten anything yet?” Marco asks, breaking my train of thought.
“No” I mumble, looking away from him and reaching up and grabbing my necklace.
Marco nods and stands from the bed walking to the door.
“I’ll go get you something to eat, you can stay here or go back on the deck if you want” he says looking back and giving me a soft smile before turning back and leaving the room before I could answer him.
As soon as he closes the door behind him I let out a deep long sigh.
I can’t seem to have one day without something negative happening. At least I don’t feel the need to start crying because I just mentioned my family, that's a good thing I guess.
Sitting up, I reach beside me and grab my jacket and put it back on. I really don’t feel like being alone right now and on top of that I don’t want to miss the opportunity to ask Shanks about the stories I remember Suminari telling me about.
Platonic Haruta x gn!teen reader, whitebeard pirates x gn!teen reader
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“We should do Vista next” You reply a little hesitantly, still unsure if there was a right or wrong answer.
Haruta grin spreads so wide it looks like it hurts “Alright! Off to Vista's room we go!” he said as he practically skips to the door of the bathroom and throws it open.
The hall is still completely empty
Following after him you both only have to walk a short distance to Vistas door reaching it there is for some reason a mustache that looks just like Vistas painted right smack dab in the middle of it.
“Why is that there?” you question as you title your head and blink at the door extremely confused as to why something like that is on his door since Vista definitely wouldn't do that himself as much as he does love his mustache.
“I did that awhile ago with Rakuyo when we were bored and Vista didn’t care enough to wash it off and now it's been there so long that it would feel wrong if it got washed off now” he replies with a small shrug as he reaches for the door handle and pushes the door open.
You look down the hall one last time just to make sure no one is coming before stepping in after him and slowly shutting the door behind you so it wouldn't make any noise out of pure habit.
Vista's room looks exactly how you expected it to. There were a few of his old swords hung up on the wall for display, his desk that was placed right under the swords had stacks of books, many of them mainly being romance and thrillers. Almost everything in the room that had any color to it was either purple, magenta, or pink with some pops of yellow and blue and unsurprisingly his closet that was halfway open had so many different types and styles of top hats.
As you scan your eyes over the room, something sitting on his bed catches your eye and makes you walk over to it as Haruta walks in the opposite direction towards the desk. A strange feeling rises up in your chest as you pick up a teddy bear with a big top hat and a cute little suit that you had given him last month.
There was a small carnival on one of the smaller islands the crew stopped on and you had won this because it reminded you of Vista and you wanted to get it for him but you were too embarrassed to actually give it to him yourself so you just left it in the spot on the ship deep in the unused storage area he usually goes to train when he wants to be alone.
You had gone back after a few days to see if it was still there and it wasn’t so you thought he probably took it but you never thought that he would actually keep it on his bed.
“Hes been bragging about that since you gave it to him you know” Haruta said right next to your ear suddenly making you jump and throw the teddy bear back on the bed as he lets out a loud laugh at your reaction.
“All of us are a little jealous that he got something. Especially Thatch since he was convinced that he was your favorite” he said it so casually and matter of factly that it made your cheeks redden.
You still weren't used to the whole family aspect of the crew so to think any of them actually care what you think of them and are fighting over who is your favorite out of all of them makes you feel a strange sense of both happiness and embarrassment.
“What I- I never gave him anything I don't know what you’re talking about!” you sputter out defensively and pointlessly as you raise your arm to cover your face to hide the rapid reddening of your cheeks.
“But I'm being serious! Vista literally can’t stop talking about how happy he is because of it! And he wants to thank you but he wasn’t sure how you would react so he hasn’t” he says as he pats your head ruffling your hair.
“Yeah whatever not like I care” you mumble while swatting his hand away, you turn and shoot him a glare that's meant to deter him from continuing but all it does is make him laugh and walk back over to Vista's desk. Which you notice now has a few new things on top of it.
Huffing out an annoyed breath you follow after him.
Sitting on the desk there's a container of mustache gel, an unlabeled thing of some strange powder that you can smell from here, and a bottle with some liquid in it right next to the container of powder.
“What's up with this?” You ask, talking a lot more calmly and level toned now that you aren't being put on the spot with all the talk of them all caring about what you think of them.
“That” he says as he points to the bottle and container of powder “is bleach powder and a bottle of developer for it that we are going to mix with the mustache gel”
“Why wasn't the gel in the bathroom?”
“Rakuyo kept on stealing it so now Vista keeps it in here instead”
That makes you snort out a laugh as a ghost of a grin crosses your face. You’re not surprised in the slightest about that.
“Here you can mix that together just be careful not to get any on your hands” Haruta hums as he moves the container of powder and bottle There is also a small stick he also pushes to you that you assume is what you are going to be mixing it with.
There are small instructions on the bottle as to how much you're meant to put into the powder and you follow it as best as you can.
While you are working away at that Haruta moves over to the closet pulling out a small container of glitter that he starts to sprinkle into every pocket on every shirt Vista owns giggling mischievously to himself as he does so.
As you start mixing a question pops into your head “So are all the pranks we do going to be hair related?” you doubt that will be the case but still you think it's good to ask.
“Fuck no! Izou would kill us if we fucked with his hair” he says with a small nervus laugh like Izou was going to materialize from thin air at even the slightest mention of messing with his hair.
You just snicker under your breath and let a silence fall over the two of you as you both quietly work away on your separate tasks.
Right as you finish mixing the powder into a paste Haruta saunters back over while closing the cap of the glitter.
“Perfect!” Haruta practically snatches the container away from you as he pulls open the gel and pours the paste in.
The gel and the paste mix surprisingly well together and the strong smell of the bleach powder is completely muted by the surprisingly pungent smell of the gel.
After that Haruta closes the container as before carefully placing it back where it was originally.
“Izou now?” you ask as you start to walk over to the door while Haruta picks up the things he brought in.
“Yep! Just let me put this stuff back in my room”
Opening the door for him he practically skips through the door over to his room which happens to be right across from Vista’s.
He's in there for such a short time that you barely have time to shut the door before he's already back out and grabbing you by the arm, practically dragging you for a few moments before you get your footing again.
Him dragging you everywhere is going to get old very quickly.
