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I am SO sorry for the late reply, but tysm for this ask I absolutely love it🫶🫶 If I had to choose my fav five fics I've written, I think it'd be these:
call my name (ongoing, wc 353k, 60/65)
✰ tags: Levi/reader, canonverse, slow burn, hurt/comfort, angst, Ackerman lore, smut
✰ summary: You are wanted. So is Levi, but nobody's stupid enough to mess with Humanity's Strongest. Little do they know that you're not one to be messed with either. And to be messing with you also means to be messing with him.
As if having to worry about the titans wasn't enough.
Or: You have enlisted in the military to join the Survey Corps, all to protect Eren. But when you meet a certain Captain, you discover that maybe, there is more to life than just worrying about that little brat.
✰ why it's one of my favs: it's my very first fic and it's my baby lol. it's not perfect and there are things I'd change if I'd started writing it today, but it holds a special place in my heart.
where you go, I'll go (completed, wc 3.2k, one-shot)
✰ tags: Levi/reader, canonverse, hurt/comfort, angst, no smut but Levi thinks dirty thoughts, unplanned pregnancy
✰ summary: Just before the Battle of Heaven and Earth, you discover something which might prevent both you and Levi from participating in the final war.
✰ why it's one of my favs: it's a spin-off of call my name and I had so much fun writing it!
the stars don't glow, the moon can't shine (ongoing, wc 9.8k, 1/2)
✰ tags: Levi/reader, royalty au, former thug!Levi turned knight!Levi, angst, smut
✰ summary: When Levi sees you for the first time, he immediately knows you don’t belong here, in the slums where the alleys are too dark for light to reach them and too light for stars to be seen.
You’re elusive and bright and wonderful, like the sun and the moon and the stars he’s been starved for, for as long as he can remember. But then one day, you’re gone, as abruptly as you appeared into his life.
Now, years later, he’s no longer a street rat but an anointed Knight in the Royal Guard. About to be married off to a faceless princess as reward for his prowess on the battlefield.
And all he can think about is that he never got to learn your name.
✰ why it's one of my favs: I wrote it on a whim, but I ended up adoring Levi and reader in this one! also, I love royalty AUs XD
✰ tags: Levi/Reader, tooth-rotting fluff, childhood friends to lovers
✰ why it's one of my favs: I just really love the idea that Levi acts so different towards you that everyone immediately knows that you're taken, even if you're technically not dating lmao.
"Defy" (ongoing, wc 146.5k, 36/?)
✰ tags: Sakura/reader, Suo/reader, Nirei/reader, Kiryu/reader, Kaji/reader, Togame/reader, Endo/reader, reverse-harem (if you hadn't already guessed that from the tags lol), canonverse, gender bend, secret identity, fluff, angst, T+ rated
✰ summary: Your goal is to protect as many people as possible, and what better way to do that than to join Bofurin, the defenders of the town?
There's only one problem: You’re a girl.
Which is why you decide to enrol in Furin High disguised as a boy and using your brother’s name.
Meanwhile, all the Furin boys wonder what it is about the new boy that makes them think and do all kinds of things they wouldn’t normally do…
✰ why it's one of my favs: my second fic ever! it's very different from my aot fics, much lighter and with a lot of fluffy and fun moments. it's been such a joy to write this as a break from all the violence and angst in my aot fics lol.
Tags: Fluff, crack, shenanigans, reverse-harem, teen romance, secret identity.
Summary: You're a girl disguised as a boy, with the alias ‘Ryo’, in order to join Bofurin. You got hurt after your fight with KEEL, but luckily, no one discovered your secret. Now, however, you're all having a sleepover at Kiryu's and he wants to play truth or dare.
You think you might have a heart attack.
And you’re only in your mid-teens, for God’s sake. Aren’t heart attacks supposed to be something old people get?
But then again, how else would you explain your racing heart and the feeling of your skin being on fire?
You’re currently siting on Kiryu’s bed, hands slapped over your face and eyes closed so tightly that the muscles around them are beginning to hurt, wishing that you could erase the images burned into your retinas.
But alas, you don’t think that’s possible. Oh gosh, you’re gonna die. Die from embarrassment.
Because as soon as you had all settled into Kiryu’s room, all the boys had proceeded to strip, right in front of you.
Forget that thing about not being embarrassed about sleeping in the same room as all your guy friends. You severely underestimated yourself because there’s no denying it: You’re way beyond embarrassed.
“Are you alright, Ryo-san?” Nirei asks anxiously. “Does it hurt somewhere? Should we go back to the hospital?”
“No no,” you reassure him, although your voice still sounds way too high-pitched to be natural. “I’m fine. All good.”
“Are you sure?” Suo asks, voice laced with worry. You dare to peek through your fingers, but regret it immediately afterwards when you see Suo nonchalantly pulling off his shirt, revealing a very…toned stomach.
Seriously, you think you might just die now.
You thought this would be the same as when you have sleepovers with your brother. But no. For some reason, this is very different.
“Ryo-kun, are you sure you’re alright?” Suo places a hand on your shoulder, and you want to slap yourself for not being able to get even a single word out. “Maybe, you’ll feel better after changing into pyjamas and lying down for a bit.”
“Ryo-san, you have to tell us if you’re feeling unwell!” Nirei says sternly.
“Yeah, cut the bullshit,” Sakura – who, bless him, still has his clothes on since he’ll be going home later – growls from beside you.
“Yes, even if your virtue is to be strong for your comrades, it’s also important to admit when you’re hurt!” Tsugeura bellows as he places his hands on his hips, standing before you in nothing but his boxers.
Oh, why can’t he just put on some God damn clothes, you think desperately as you try to control your breathing.
“Oh shit, he’s hyperventilating!”
“Do we have a bag somewhere?”
“What, that’s actually a thing?!”
“Yeah, it’s because you’re exhaling all of your CO2 which causes cerebral vasoconstriction, so if you breathe in a bag, it helps with--”
“Please spare us the lengthy details Nire-kun.”
Shortly after, a plastic bag is shoved into your hands.
Well, might as well give it a try, you think as you begin breathing into the bag.
In, out, in out, in out.
And lo and behold, it does help with the growing dizziness and tingling in your fingertips.
“It’s perfectly normal to feel like this after everything that happened,” Suo tells you as he rubs soothing circles on your back.
You don’t correct the assumption that you’re having a panic attack because of the fight with KEEL, and not because you’re in a room full of half-naked boys.
And just as you’ve finally gotten some control over your breathing, Kiryu just has to ruin it all for you again by coming out of the showers…in nothing but a towel.
Really, what happened to modesty?
But then again, you guess it’s not that uncommon for boys to be able to be naked together without being weird about it. Like, didn’t you do that kind of stuff when you went to onsens and such?
Not that you’ve ever tried it. And you beg to whatever Gods are out there that your friends will never, ever get the idea to organize a hangout at an onsen.
When you’re all in pyjamas (you fled to Kiryu’s bathroom to change once he had finished up), you sit down in a circle, per Kiryu’s request.
“So, what’s the point of this, Kiryu-kun?” Tsugeura asks curiously, looking around the room as if he’s waiting for something to happen.
“Now,” Kiryu says excitedly, clapping his hands together, “we play a game!”
“A game?!”
“Hm,” Kiryu nods confirmatively, “we’re gonna play ‘Truth or dare’!”
“Huh?!”
“Isn’t that a game for kids? Or like, teenage girls?” Suo asks, frowning slightly.
“Who says boys can’t do what girls do? Or vice versa?” Kiryu lifts his eyebrows, challenging someone to disagree with this statement.
Nobody does.
“Well, it’s settled then! I’ll start by spinning this bottle,” he fishes out an empty Ramune glass bottle from his bag and places it in the centre of your circle. “And whoever it lands on must either answer one of my questions truthfully or do a dare that I decide.”
“Alright, that sounds simple enough,” Tsugeura shrugs.
“Sounds stupid,” Sakura mumbles, glaring at the bottle as if it’s containing an explosive instead of the sticky remains of blue soda.
“Can I add a rule?” Nirei says, hand raised. “No unreasonable questions or dares. And if there’s something you reallydon’t want to answer or do, you don’t have to.”
“Hm, I guess that would be fair,” Kiryu admits, although he pouts disappointedly when he says it.
“Is something wrong, Ryo-kun?” Suo asks. He’s noticed that you’ve been awfully quiet ever since Kiryu suggested that you play this game.
“Well, I just don’t really like this game,” you mumble. “Last time I played with some kids from the orphanage, they asked me to eat dirt. And jump out the window from fourth floor. And hold my hand over the stove for as long as--”
“Okay, we promise that we won’t ask you to hurt yourself!” Nirei hurries to reassure you. Your four friends are all looking at each other, then at you, stricken. They didn’t expect you to suddenly trauma dump them.
“Okay, we could also play ‘Never have I ever’?” Kiryu suggests, but you shake your head.
“No no, it’s alright. I want to try this.”
“Okay. But we can stop anytime you want.”
And with that, Kiryu spins the bottle. You all watch, mesmerized, as the bottle spins and spins and spins before finally slowing down and landing on…
“Nire-chan!”
“…oh no.”
“Truth or dare?”
“Uhm, uhm, uhm…”
“No need to overthink it!”
“Right, right…uhm, I’m gonna go with truth.”
“Did you actually think that horrible purple shirt you wore on our first day of school was cool?”
“…”
“Pffft!”
“That’s what you wanted to ask me?” Nirei splutters while the rest you snicker.
“Well, did you?” Kiryu persists. He looks genuinely curious.
“Well, no. Actually, I don’t really like those loud colours…”
“That wasn’t so hard now, was it?” Kiryu winks. “Okay, now it’s your turn to spin the bottle, Nire-chan!”
Nirei spins the bottle, and it lands on you.
“T-t-truth or d-dare?” he stutters (it seems like he’s back to his usual self, to your relief).
“Truth?”
“Alright, uhm…right, I need to ask you a question,” Nirei mutters to himself while you patiently wait for him to tear down your dignity with whatever he’s going to ask you next.
“Right, uhm…”
There’re tons of thinks Nirei wants to ask you. He wants to ask you why you wear make-up. He wants to ask what the bandages are for. He wants to ask what it is that you hide – because he knows that you’re hiding something.
But despite the curiosity burning within him, he doesn’t ask you any of those things. All those questions seem too…personal. He knows that that’s what this game is about, but he also wants to respect your privacy.
So, instead, he decides to ask a rather dull, but hopefully safe, question,
“What’s your favourite colour?”
“Why’re you so boooring?” Kiryu complains. But you take Nirei’s question seriously and mull over it for a bit before telling him what your favourite colour is.
Then, it’s your turn to spin the bottle.
The game goes on like this for quite some time and you have to admit that you’re having fun learning more about your friends.
You learn that Suo likes teacakes and that he’s wearing an eyepatch because of an accident from when he was a child and not to seal in an ancient Chinese spirit like he claimed the first time you met him. You learn what type of protein powder Tsugeura prefers (Sakas Protein) and that it’s one of his virtues always to let his opponent get the first hit when he’s in a fight. You learn that Kiryu once accidentally dyed his hair orange instead of pink, and that his pet peeve is people who underestimate girls. You learn that Nirei has more clothes than can fit in his closet and that he loves hats and sunglasses, while Sakura only has one type of t-shirt in his closet and that he hates hats and sunglasses.
The first one to choose “dare” is Kiryu himself, and Suo asks him to show you the most embarrassing photo on his phone.
Reluctantly, Kiryu pulls out his phone and begins flipping through his absurdly many photos. The rest of you can’t see what he’s looking at, but at some point, he turns bright red in the face.
“I think I’m gonna choose truth instead,” he says, hastily turning off his phone.
Or well, he would have turned off his phone if not Sakura had snatched it from right under his nose.
Sakura looks down at the picture Kiryu tried to hide from you and scrunches up his nose.
“What is it, Sakura-kun?” Suo asks. Sakura scoffs and throws the phone to Suo, too high for Kiryu to reach it. Instead, the pink-haired boy opts to hide his face in his hands in embarrassment.
You, Nirei, and Tsugeura look over Suo’s shoulder to get a look at the photo too – because although you do feel a bit guilty for invading Kiryu’s privacy like this, then you also have to admit that you’re rather curious.
Because what could possibly make Kiryu, who usually never gets flustered like this, blush so hard that he could be put in the same league as Sakura?
Well, it turns out that it’s a photo of you. Or well, not only you. It also has Sakura, Suo, and Nirei in it, but you are still the one in focus while the other boys are slightly blurry, half out of the frame. You’re laughing at something, sitting on a table in your classroom at Furin High, and the sun is filtering in through the window, hitting you at an angle that makes it look a bit like you’re glowing.
“What’s embarrassing about that?” Tsugeura asks, bewildered.
“Well, it’s taken from before you even spoke to Ryo-kun the first time,” Suo grits out accusingly, eye darting between the phone and its owner as if he can’t decide which one deserves his ire more at the moment.
“Creep.” Sakura mumbles, glaring daggers at Kiryu.
“I wasn’t trying to be a pervert or anything!” Kiryu hurries to defend himself. “I was just-- well, it was just-- I mean…”
“I don’t mind,” you reassure him because really, you don’t. You know Kiryu didn’t mean any harm, and besides, it is a rather flattering photo of you.
“You’re too nice, Ryo-kun,” Suo mumbles, features softening as he looks at you.
After Kiryu chose dare, your other friends become more adventurous too. Tsugeura dares Suo to do twenty push-ups, and you have to avert your eyes to stop staring at the way Suo’s arms flex every time he does a push-up. You dare Nirei to shout out the window “I’M NOT LIKE A REGULAR MOM I’M A COOL MOM!!!” and Nirei dares Tsugeura to sing the Japanese national anthem backwards. Suo dares Sakura to say something nice about each of you, which makes Sakura turn red in the face and splutter as if the words are choking him on their way out.
“Y-y-y-y-our…you’re not as annoying when you aren’t shouting,” Sakura tells Tsugeura without looking at him.
“Wow, thanks, Sakura-kun, that’s really nice of you to say!” Tsugeura shouts, making Sakura’s eye twitch.
“Okay, that was one, Sakura-kun,” Suo says cheerfully, “now, what about me?”
“Uhh…”
“That’s not very reassuring,” Suo pouts.
“Just wait a moment, godammit!”
After a moment, Sakura finally says,
“Nirei isn’t as lame as I thought he’d be when I met him.”
“Well, you already told me that once,” Nirei points out, “but thank you, Sakura-san.”
“A-a-and I guess...” Sakura continues, looking like he’d rather go at it with KEEL again than saying what he’s going to say next, “I guess Kiryu’s got some pretty cool moves when he fights…”
“Awww, thank you!” Kiryu coos, batting his eyelashes at Sakura.
“And, uhh…” Sakura makes eye contact with you, his face going from bright red to burning-hot-red in an instant before averting his gaze again.
“I guess Ryo’s pretty cool too…and strong. And fast. ‘s got good reflexes,” Sakura mumbles to the clenched fists in his lap.
“Sakura-kun, you still haven’t said anything nice about me,” Suo reminds him.
“But Ryo-kun got a whole four compliments, so I think we’re moving on!” Kiryu declares and Sakura doesn’t hesitate to spin the bottle again before Suo can make any more unreasonable demands.
At some point, it’s Kiryu’s turn to spin the bottle, and the flask ends up pointing at you. And because you’re finally feeling safe enough, you choose ‘dare’
…only to immediately regret your decision when you see the smirk on Kiryu’s face. You’re just about to bury yourself underneath the covers when he says,
“Kiss me.”
Chaos ensues.
Nirei lets out a shrill shriek, Tsugeura kicks a chair, making it topple over him, Suo begins shouting profanities at Kiryu (you’ve never, ever heard Suo swear before), while Sakura turns even more red in the face than you do (poor boy’s gotta take care not to get an aneurism). Kiryu just giggles maniacally at their reactions.
“I thought we agreed on no unreasonable dares,” Suo hisses through gritted teeth.
“You really are a creep,” Sakura scowls.
“Well, he’s free to say no if he doesn’t want to,” Kiryu points out.
“Of course he doesn’t want to!” Suo seethes, eye twitching as he glares at Kiryu.
At this point, you’re not sure if you’re more shocked about Kiryu’s dare or the others’ reactions – especially Suo’s. Maybe, he’s still on edge after the fight with KEEL and that’s why he’s so overprotective of you.
Although, you don’t really see a reason for him to be. This is just Kiryu, after all.
“You don’t mind, do you, Ryo-chan?” Kiryu asks, and suddenly, all attention is on you.
“Well…”
Honestly, you’re a bit unsure of what to say. Because it’s not like you mind kissing Kiryu, but the murderous glare Suo sends him kind of deters you a bit. It’s not like you want to be responsible for one of your friends murdering your other friend.
“You don’t have to if you really don’t want to,” Kiryu says, but you can’t help but notice the slight wavering of his voice. There’s really no way to make all of them happy, is there?
In the end, you make up your mind.
“I’ll just give you a small peck on the cheek, alright?”
Immediately, Kiryu’s eyes lighten up, and he nods enthusiastically at your suggestion. He scoots over to you and you lean in, closing your eyes.
When your lips hit his cheek, you can’t help but think that this isn’t at all what a cheek should feel like. It’s soft and smooth, yes, but also oddly bony and uneven.
You open your eyes. And are met with the sight of Suo’s fingers.
“Eh?”
It turns out that the moment both you and Kiryu closed your eyes, Suo had placed his hand in between your lips and Kiryu’s cheek.
“What did you do that for?” Kiryu whines, swatting Suo’s hand away from his face.
Suo just looks awfully smug as he cradles the hand you just kissed as if it’s something precious, while he continues to smile sweetly at the extremely disappointed Kiryu.
Sakura also can’t help but feel relieved that you didn’t actually kiss Kiryu, although he isn’t gloating openly the way Suo is.
“Ehem.” You clear your throat. “It’s my turn to spin the bottle, right?”
You continue your game for a little while longer, although no one chooses ‘dare’ again. Not that you’re complaining – you also prefer ‘truth’ anyways because that way, you get to know your friends better.
“Alright,” Suo declares, bringing you out of your thoughts, “Ryo-kun, truth or dare?”
You hadn’t even noticed the bottle pointing at you.
“Uhm, truth, I guess.”
“Hm…” Suo hums thoughtfully. He suddenly looks serious – way too serious for a silly game like this.
“Ryo-kun, you know that we’re your friends, right? And that you can tell us everything?”
You freeze.
Your first thought is that somehow, Suo has figured out that you’re a girl. It wouldn’t surprise you if he had – he’s awfully perceptive and it’s just a matter of time before he sees right through you.
But you know you also can’t just jump to conclusions. Because you’re not 100 percent sure that Suo knows yet, and if you barf out your secret now, not only will Suo with 100 percent certainty know, but the rest of your friends will too.
So, you try to play it cool…
“W-w-what d-d-do you mean, S-Suo-kun?”
…and fail miserably.
“I mean, why didn’t you tell us that you were in a fight this weekend?”
You blink.
“Huh?”
“The marks. On your neck,” Suo clarifies, jaw clenching as he gestures at your bandaged neck.
“We didn’t mean to eavesdrop,” Nirei adds, looking crestfallen, “but we…we couldn’t help but overhear the doctor mentioning those marks. Those that looks like strangulation marks.”
Oh.
So that’s what Suo meant.
You can’t say that you’re as relieved as you thought you would be to find out that Suo has not, in fact, figured you out (yet). Because this is just another one of your secrets that has to remain just that – a secret.
But then again, if your friends just think that you were in a fight, which technically isn’t entirely untrue…
“Yeah, I was in a fight,” you shrug. You’ve always been a terrible liar – you don’t believe in lying (except about your gender, but that you deem a necessary evil in the name of the greater good), so you’re trying to mix in a bit of truth in the story you’re about to tell your friends.
“Just some random thug I bumped into on my way home from work.”
“Why didn’t you tell us?” Sakura asks angrily, although you know that his anger isn’t directed at you.
“Uhm well, it’s just that I didn’t think it was that important.”
Your friends exchange glances for the second time tonight.
“Ryo-kun,” Suo says sternly, “Everything that happens to you is important to us.” The rest of your friends nod in agreement. “And if anyone as much as touches a hair on your head…” The temperature in your apartment suddenly seems to drop several degrees.
“They’ll have us to answer to,” Kiryu finishes for him.
“Did you at least beat the guy to a pulp?” Sakura asks after a moment of silence.
“I wouldn’t call it that,” you wince, “But really, it’s no prob!”
Suo hums again. He trusts that you can take care of yourself from common thugs and random nobodies but still…he wishes that he knew who had laid his grubby hands on you so that he could make sure that the guy never got the use of them again.
“It’s getting rather late guys, maybe we should just call it a day?” Tsugeura asks because even though he might be a bit dense, even he can sense the tension that has sprouted between his friends.
As if on cue, you yawn.
Sakura immediately gets to his feet, mumbles a half-hearted “G’night,” and unceremoniously proceeds to stomp out of the annex.
“Wait!”
You shoot to your feet to follow Sakura out the door. Your head begins to spin and your vision blackens, but you still tumble out after Sakura, looking like a drunkard while ignoring the cries of alarm from your friends.
“Sakura-kun!”
He turns around just in time to see you stumble over your own feet and, before he can think, he’s at your side, catching you before you fall into the pond or something.
This gives him a strange sense of déjà-vu.
“Watch where you’re going, will ya?” he grumbles as he steadies you. “And what do you want?”
You fiddle a bit with your pyjamas and glance around the garden, gathering your thoughts. You think you catch a glimpse of a girl, observing you from the main house, smiling and winking at you. But she disappears again so suddenly that you think you might have imagined it.
“Well?”
Sakura’s voice snaps you back to the present. You clear your throat.
“Well, I just wanted to say…thank you.”
Sakura’s eyes widen in surprise. You take a deep breath before continuing,
“Thank you, Sakura-kun. For taking care of us, I mean. You only just became Grade Captain, and you’re already leading everyone. And this might sound presumptuous, but I also want to say that…I’m proud of you. Of course, I knew you would make a great leader – ever since I saw how you protected Kotoha-chan that day we met – but still. I’m proud of you.”
To no one’s surprise, Sakura is blushing by the time you’ve finished your little speech and despite himself, he can’t help but feel happy that you think that about him.
But at the same time, he also hates that your words make him happy because he doesn’t deserve your praise. Sakura knows Nirei blames himself for what happened to you, but really, he shouldn’t.
Because if it’s anyone’s fault that you got hurt, it’s Sakura’s.
“As I told the others, I didn’t do shit,” he scowls. “We were losing that brawl big time before the second years showed up, and that was only thanks to you and Nirei…”
“Nire-kun?” you ask, confused.
“Yeah, he wrote to Kaji-san before everything went to shit.”
“Huh. Well, anyways, if it weren’t for you, Sakura-kun, then we probably wouldn’t even have gone to KEEL in the first place, and then, who knows what would have happened to Anzai-kun and Nagato-kun?” you say rhetorically.
“You ran after Anzai when he got that photo too!” Sakura protests, and just then, you’ve just about had enough.
“Why can’t you just take a fucking compliment god dammit?!” you yell.
“…”
Sakura looks taken aback. He’s never heard you raise your voice once, let alone swear before – at least not when speaking to a…friend (for some reason he can’t explain, when that word applies to you, it doesn’t trigger the same warmth spreading in his chest as when Nirei asked him if they were friends earlier today. A bit like food just about to go bad, but not as spoiled yet that his tastebuds can detect it – it just tastes off…).
And then, you do something that makes him yelp in surprise.
The two of you are already standing pretty close, but you just slung your arms around him and are now hugging him, your still damp hair tickling his face.
Now, normally, Sakura’s first instinct would be to push anyone away who tried to initiate intimate contact with him like this. But for some reason, he can’t bring himself to push you away – no, scratch that. He doesn’t want to push you away. Even if he’s just standing there, stiff as a board, heart hammering in his chest and his cheeks so hot that you could fry eggs on them while you have your arms around him in this very one-way hug.
He screams at himself to just return your hug, but when he tries to lift his arms, they won’t move.
Then, after what seems like forever, but still not enough time, you pull away.
“Good night, Sakura-kun.”
And with that, you stumble back into Kiryu’s private shed.
Meanwhile, Sakura just stands there. His heart is racing, and his cheeks are burning, and he’s still just standing there like some God damn idiot.
Hello, Bee (can I call you that?)! I have a question about Defy: if Ryo started calling all the boys by their first names, who would be the most affected (as in, over the moon)?
Of course, you can call me Bee!🫶🫶
Hm, actually, that's a good question because they're all so down bad lol.
Of course, you already call Kaji by his first name, but as for the others...
Then I think Sakura and Nirei would be the ones who'd most openly freak out about it. Sakura would go tomato-red in the face (of course) and Nirei would get all teary-eyed and start stuttering some kind of gibberish. And no doubt they'd both be over the moon about it, even if (cough, Sakura) wouldn't admit it.
The other boys wouldn't be less affected, but they probably wouldn't be as obvious and vocal about it as Sakura and Nirei.
It would definitely put Suo on cloud nine – he'd smile and get that very intense look in his eye that to others might be on the verge of a little creepy, but he wouldn't be able to help himself. And you, of course, would just return his smile and give Suo heart palpitations.
Kiryu would try to play it off cool, but inside, he'd be ecstatic. He already flirts shamelessly, but he'd probably turn his advances up a notch and smile smugly every time he thinks no one is looking (people would totally notice though because he keeps smiling like a fool out of nowhere).
Togame would, like Kiryu, try to be chill about it, but hearing you say his name would make his heart soar and melt his spine to a puddle (yk, because he already can't deny you anything but this would really push him over the edge). Also, I said he'd try to play it cool, but of course Choji and Wanijima and the rest of Shishitoren would see right through him and tease him endlessly about it.
Endo, I honestly don't think would care a lot about that. Because he's spent so much time following you and observing you (cough, stalking you), he feels like he already knows you. Or maybe, he would be affected – maybe, it'd stir some odd feeling inside him that he can't recognise and doesn't know what to do with. I haven't expanded much upon their relationship in the fic yet, so I can't really decide which one it'd be. Ig you guys can decide what you most believe in?
Thank you for the question, anon, that was a fun little exercise! And now ig I already know how I'm going to write their reactions when Reader starts calling them by their first names in the fic (bc she will, at some point).
Just wanted to officially state in here that I'm on a hiatus until late June because of exams, so there won't be any new content or fic updates until then at the earliest.
Tags and warnings: Various/Reader, reverse-harem, blood, injury, KEEL arc spoilers
Summary: You're a girl disguised as a boy in order to enrol in Furin High and join Bofurin, defenders of the town. Naturally, you also join when your class goes to Senkan Shipyard to help Anzai. But this time, it isn't Nirei getting hurt. No, it's you.
A scream tears through the shipyard, the sound echoing eerily in the sudden silence that follows as both Bofurin and KEEL members alike stop what they’re doing to look in the direction of the sound.
Because it’s a scream the likes of a wild, cornered, enraged, and frightened animal who has nothing left to lose. A scream that makes your blood run cold and sends shivers down your spine.
And when they turn their heads to see who let out such a horrible sound, they see one of Bofurin’s six strongest fighters on the ground in an alarmingly large pool of blood and a blond boy clinging to the body as if his life depends on it.
Suo sees red. Because even though he can’t make out the exact features of the person lying on the ground, he knows that you were fighting in that exact corner of the shipyard, and that you were fighting one of KEEL’s VIPs while protecting Nirei. And that right now, that VIP has a shit-eating grin on his face as he raises a piece of lumber wrapped in razor wire, ready to bring it down on you and Nirei again.
Something within him snaps, and Suo moves. But it it’s like one of those bad dreams where your feet seem like they’re glued to the ground, and your movements are sluggish and slow. Too slow, he thinks desperately as the weapon is brought closer and closer to hitting you and Nirei.
He’s too slow.
A bit further away, Kiryu is standing frozen in place. He can’t help but stare. He can feel his heart thumping loudly in his chest – not because of adrenaline from the fight, but from shear and utter panic.
You look even smaller than you usually do as you lie there on the ground, your too large Furin jacket tangled around you and your hair falling out of its bun and spreading out, surrounding your head like a halo.
It almost looks like you’re…
No, he thinks to himself. You can’t be. You’re too strong. Too lively.
He hasn’t even gotten the chance to ask you where you got that new turtleneck you wore yesterday. He hasn’t even gotten the chance to show you all the new cat memes he has saved on his phone just for you. He hasn’t even gotten the chance to take you out to his favourite café which is nothing like the rowdy places your other classmates favour.
He hasn’t even gotten the chance to tell you that he-- that he--
No. Don’t think like that. There’ll be plenty of time to tell you later – because Kiryu just knows. He knows that you’ll soon be on your feet again. He refuses to believe anything else.
In the meantime, he has a bone to pick with KEEL. Specifically, one specific VIP swinging around a piece of lumber wrapped in razor wire.
And Kiryu is positive that at least a couple of particular boys from your class will be more than happy to help him beat whoever hurt you to a pulp.
Suo and Kiryu are not the only ones about to completely lose it. Sakura’s been fighting not too far from you and already knows that you were struggling a bit to both hold off the KEEL VIP and protect Nirei at the same time.
But still, it didn’t seem like you couldn’t handle it. And then, he was just looking away for what felt like a split second, but that split second was enough for everything to go seriously wrong.
And now, he’s staring down at your unconscious form sprawled on the ground in a pool of blood. Where did all that blood come from? Surely, it’s not all yours? And surely, you didn’t get knocked out from a measly piece of lumber?
But then, Sakura notices the razor wire wrapped around said piece of lumber, and he feels bile rise at the back of his throat.
He doesn’t know exactly how, but he knows that somehow, this is his fault. He was supposed to protect you all. To protect you. He even told you that he could take on KEEL all by himself.
But yet again, he failed.
He failed.
Another one of your friends who feels impossibly even worse than Sakura does right now is Nirei. Because if it’s anyone’s fault that you got hurt, it’s his. He was the one who ran off by himself, for once to try and make a difference, but all he managed to do was to get you hurt.
Which is why the only thing he can think of right now is to try to shield your body with his own, to take the blows bound to come for you.
That’s not to say Nirei isn’t afraid to get hurt too. He is. But he wants to protect you anyways because right now, that is infinitely more important to him than his own fear. However, he still can’t help but close his eyes when he sees the KEEL VIP raise his weapon again.
Kaji knew there was something seriously wrong when you wrote to him this morning. Now he knows why the location Senkan Shipyard sent shivers down his spine.
It’s because it’s the headquarters of fucking KEEL.
How could he have forgotten that? And why didn’t you write to him why you were going? If he had just known that you were going out to fight with one of the most unhinged delinquent gangs in the neighbourhood…
He should never have waited as you told him to. No, he should have headed out as soon he got your message so that he could stop you from going, or at least so that he could have gone with you.
All these thoughts are running rampant in his mind as he and his Vice Captains are sprinting for the harbour.
When they arrive, the sight of your whole class receiving a one-sided pummelling meets them as they skid to a halt in front of the wide-open doors to KEEL’s headquarters.
But Kaji doesn’t see the fighting going on. No, all he sees is a blond boy screaming while he uses his own body to shield an unconscious person, lying in alarmingly large pool of blood on the floor from a KEEL member holding a piece of lumber wrapped in razor wire, of all things.
Kaji is just able to glimpse some strands of long hair and a delicate hand sticking out from underneath Nirei.
Your hair.
Your hand.
Because that blood-stained, unconscious person on the floor underneath Nirei, is you.
Hey, hey, Bee! I got a question about Ryo: if her answer to "What's your type" was something super vague and random like, "someone like a cactus" or "someone like a sweet potato," who do you think is most likely to take it seriously?
Lol I love this that’s so funny XD
Hm I think maybe Suo and Kaji would be the most likely to take it seriously.
With regards to Suo, then it’s NOT because he’s oblivious or dense or anything that he’d take you seriously, far from it, but because he’d take that tiny piece of information and study it furiously, analysing the heck out of it. Like, what does it say about your subconsciousness that your type is someone like sweet potatoes? Does it just mean that your type has to be sweet? Do sweet potatoes have some kind of symbolism that he’s unaware of — either an official one or one that’s just uniquely specific to your own experience with sweet potatoes? And he’d somehow try to make sense of it in a new scheme to woo you (and you’d be entirely oblivious to that too lmao).
And I mean with Kaji — do you guys recall his metaphor about green tea and coffee and cats and dogs and whatnot after the fight with KEEL?? Like, he’d think you were doing the same, giving them some kind of metaphor for what your type is. But I don’t think he’d know what it means to be like a sweet potato, and ofc he’s desperate to know so he asks you to clarify. And (also ofc) all the others are listening raptly, because Kaji’s not the only one desperate to know XD
Then, I think that Sakura would be the next most likely to take you seriously. Because at first, he’d blurt, “so, someone sweet?” before realising that being like a sweet potato doesn’t really make any sense. So although he’d at first get all scowly and blushy because of the question, he’d immediately turn one-eighty once he heard your answer and get annoyed but in that tsundere-way of his, thinking that even he knows what “having a type” means. And he’s actually dying to know the answer but won’t admit it so instead he just quietly implodes while the others tease him about his allergic reaction to romance.
Nirei would maybe be the third most likely, but that’s only because it’d take some time for your reply to sink in. Again, not because he’s dense, but because he’d hurry to whip out his notebook to write down your answer. And he’d get all in the zone and super focused and concentrated, tongue sticking out and nose almost touching his notebook - so much so that he at first doesn’t realise what you just said. He goes as far as to write it down, “Ryo’s type: Sweet potatoes—“ before he realises that your answer doesn’t make sense at all, stopping dead in his tracks, looking down at his notes, then up at you, then back at his notes, then at you again. And he’d probably say something like, “Ryo-kun, I’m n-not entirely sure that’s what they meant by ‘what’s your type’…” And if it was an anime, he’d totally sweat-drop too.
Kiryu wouldn’t really take you seriously, but maybe he’d second-guess himself after a moment? I mean, he’d at first laugh at you (like, not meanly or anything), but he’d also be silently cursing because damn he’d really really REALLY like to know what your type is, and he doesn’t really know what it means to be like a sweet potato. But it’d also remind him of your love for sweet potatoes and next time he comes across one of those vendors selling oven-roasted sweet potatoes, he’s definitely getting you one. In fact, he’ll buy you as many sweet potatoes as you want — that has to count for something, right?
Togame would totally laugh at you — so, not take you seriously at all. He’d laugh and sling and arm around your shoulders, ruffling your hair affectionately and looking at you through crinkling eyes because you’re just too damn cute and no wonder everyone literally falls in love with you at first sight (Togame’s not one of them, he’s really not — or at least, that’s what he keeps telling himself whenever you make his heart flip in his chest and his cheeks feel all warm and his brain all fuzzy from your bright smiles). And then, he’d patiently explain to you what “having a type” means. He’d even come with examples to help you along, like “so, are you into boys? Girls? Both? Tall or short dudes? Do you like them buff or skinny? Hair and eye colour? What hobbies should they have? Do you care if they know how to fight?”
And meanwhile, the others would all listen attentively but also pretend not to really care about your answer lmao.
In the background, I’m sure Tsubakino would pinch the bridge of his nose in exasperation, Umemiya would start cooing about his underclassmen’s pining and young love while Hiragi would desperately try to shut him up just to spare his underclassmen the embarrassment.
(And then we have Endo, the wildcard. He’d probably smirk or smile some kind of ominous smile, murmuring to himself that that’s why he’s so fascinated by you — you never do or say what he expects, and that keeps him entertained. Of course, that’s the only reason why he’s interested in you.)
