warning: unedited so grammar errors can be for sure seen :p
amihan's note: saw a tiktok and suddenly had the urge to braid pretty boys' hair :') up to you if you view this as platonic or romatic, for me it's more of a platonic relationship ^-^ happy reading!
**kazutora is definitely longer than the others haha also sorry had to pull out takuya bcs of writer's block T-T
-sanzu haruchiyo
toman!sanzu is generally a calm and composed person. it is rare to catch him off-guard but as soon as your fingertips comes in contact with his scalp, he can't help but feel his eyes get droopy immediately relaxes under your touch. "done!" you announce in pure triumph, proud of the beautiful double dutch braid you've done to his beautiful bleach blond locks.
"huh?" his voice hoarse and raspy after falling asleep the entire time you've been weaving his hair. "you look pretty, love" you compliment him while showcasing the two braids in front of his shoulder, "hmm, i wanna sleep more," haruchiyo mumbles, chasing your touch that left his hair. "you're that tired?" you chuckle while cradling his face closer to your chest, his arms loosely wrapped around your waist. all you get is a drowsy hum from him as he snuggles closer to you.
-haitani ran
tenjiku!ran is not particularly new to other people braiding his hair. well, the only ones who have the permission to touch them is limited to you and his brother only. ran have his back turned to you while he's going over with what seems to be a gang-related matter with rindou, though one thing is off, he's oddly wearing his hair down today. without thinking of the consequence, you approach him without any precaution which resulted to you pointed with his baton in a swift motion.
"oh it's you, babu" ran's stance loosens and retracts his baton. ran later added, "don't sneak up on me like that," he grumbles and turns back to his brother, "can i braid your hair?" you ask him before he can resume with whatever they're talking about. the older looks back at you, you smile back at him with your hands clasped together. after contemplating with his choices, he nods at you, "fine but braid it like usual, no other ones like that one time" he says with a sigh of defeat. rindou snickers at his brother and mumbles under his breath, "pushover."
-ryuguji ken
similar to ran's situation, toman!ken is not new to braids. it's basically his signature along with the dragon tattoo he have on the side of his shaved head. although, compared to all of the scenario, ken himself asks you to braid his hair for him. "please?" he looks at you with a small elastic hair tie in one hand, the other holding a small comb. "sure, sit here," you make a space for him in between your legs. deciding against on having the usual banter with him after seeing the faint dark circles under his eyes.
obliging your instructions, ken settled in between your legs, arms instinctively resting on top of your knees. chills runs down his spine when the pad of your finger grazes his scalp while untangling his hair, "you stayed up late?" you try to hold a conversation while prepping his hair. instead of an answer, you feel his head leaning back on you with his eyes closed. you chuckle at him and stop your ministration, "i can't braid your hair if you're gonna lean back ken," he merely hums, not processing any of your words, hand reaching out to return where your hand was before.
-hanemiya kazutora
valhalla!kazutora is someone you would like to keep a distance from. though unlike others, you are weirdly gravitated towards him just like how keisuke stood by his side the entire time. kazutora feels your intense gaze causing him to shift from one foot to the other, "something wrong?" his voice strangely quiet and small today.
"don't you get annoyed with your bangs basically hindering one of your eyesight?" you genuinely ask the boy. he is taken aback by your question and how you hold significance to it as if it's a crucial situation. he breaks eye contact and chuckles, brings a hand up to toy with his bangs, "well, it does get annoying once in a while."
kazutora looks back at you with a genuine fond smile, a rare sight that is preserved for his loved ones only. "you have any solution in mind?" your eyes lit up at his question and instantly give him an answer, "can i braid your hair?" at the very least, he did not expect that answer from you nevertheless he shrugs it off, curious on how he would look like with his hair up. after the agreement and you struggling on his unexpected unruly hair, "there we go," you cheered and mentally give yourself a pat on the back.
kazutora enthusiastically takes the hand mirror from you inspecting the great waterfall braid you did to him which is complimented with his blond locks. he looks back at you with wide eyes, "i love it!" after exclaiming his excitement, he looks back at the mirror craning his neck side to side, occasionally rocking his head to see the braid rocks with his movements.
better ready yourself because kazutora would go to you after liking the first time you braided his hair. the valhalla gang will never get used to seeing one of their strongest in different pretty hairstyles every other day.
amihan's note: who hurt me? gege, isayama, & wakui no one. not a song inspo though i did listen to it on repeat while writing, happy reading!
mentioned charas: sano manjiro, kokonoi hajime, sanzu haruchiyo [that timeskip where mikey ended up in ph, bonten!koko&sanzu]
-sano manjiro
you stare at manjiro with no emotion, the rain pouring down as if nature sympathizes with you. meanwhile, the man in front of you simply smiles back at you, a smile that never reaches his eyes. the same damned smile you oh-so-despise.
a void behind his black eyes that's been staring back at yours ever since the day started, "don't smile like that," you say while clenching your jaw and diverting your gaze to anywhere but him. "tell me this is all a joke and we can go on with our day," you say in denial.
manjiro steps closer to you and cups your cheeks, he knows you too well, he knows what buttons to push, and what exactly he needs to do.
you have an inner struggle trying your best not to lean to his touch, failing not even seconds later, "ba- y/n, you have to accept it. it's not like how it used to be," he softly mutters, his thumb caressing your cheek on instinct.
you shake your head to him finally meeting eye to eye, "no, this is a cruel joke. baby, please tell me it is," he heaves a sigh, closing his eyes while leaning in, your foreheads touching, "i don't love you anymore, y/n."
the loud crackling sound of thunder accompanies your harsh shove of the raven-haired, the two of you not flinching even if it sounds petrifyingly nearby. with a trembling voice, you yell out, "liar!"
your other hand clenching by your side, manjiro fails to notice your tears that blended well with the rain if not for your chest heaving and soft sniffles. "that's not the real reason... say that again while looking at me in the eyes," you gulp the lump in your throat.
"or was it all a lie to begin with?" your question coming out barely above whisper, leaving a bad aftertaste.
-kokonoi hajime
hajime looks out the window. it's wet outside, puddles gather in parts of the street, the soft pitter-patter of the rain hitting the glass window sends the platinum-haired into a trance.
a sudden flash of memory brings him back. hajime spaces out while he mindlessly taps his fingers against the glass table, unaware of the glares thrown his way. it’s not like he gives a damn to his co-executives anyway.
"let's end it here," you say as soon as you two meet. hajime chuckles and reaches out for you, "come on now, don't joke around like that. haha you got me, come out now inu-" he halts his movements when he sees you dodging his touch.
"are you... are you really.." his breath hitching while pulling back his hand in fear of making you uncomfortable. "we're through, haji- kokonoi" you utter loud and clear, your sweet voice that he always craves now feels distant and cold.
hajime remains frozen in place, eyes wide in shock, "why?" is the only word he manages to whisper out, unable to let the situation sink in. instead of getting an answer, he's faced with your retreating back, leaving him behind with a lot of unanswered questions.
the universe seems to pity him as water starts pouring down the moment you fade out of his sight. kind of cliché, don't you think? well, hajime does.
his knees begin to give up and drop on the ground with his knees first. ignoring the dull pain, he looks up at the sky, the harsh drop of water blurring his vision together with his tears.
hajime brings his hands up to grip his shirt and let out a yell that echoes through the empty streets. scream where you can feel his pain and anguish.
a humorless laugh bubbles inside him. he leans forward, his hand hot on his eyes desperately trying to stop his tears from streaming down. with his forehead in contact with the ground, hajime's laughter soon turns into sobs.
a crumpled paper brings him back to present causing his head to whip in the direction it was thrown, there, he's greeted with ran's deep scowl. "stop that before i hit you myself," ran rolls his eyes and goes back to his paperwork.
hajime leans back on his swivel chair and merely mocks the man, spinning around to hide the tear that falls down his cheeks. the memory is still fresh in his mind as if it happened yesterday.
he did everything to reach out and get back in contact with you. in hopes to answer at least one of the many questions that left a heavy baggage on him.
-sanzu haruchiyo
you can see it. you can feel it. you're not a fool to ignore and not point out the obvious. haruchiyo jogs over the passenger seat, holding the door open for you. the whole date passed by as if it was a routine, both of you moving on auto-pilot instead of having a pleasant time.
the pink-haired leans in to kiss you a goodbye, you give him a tight smile while he raises a brow at you. haruchiyo shrugs it off and breaks the silence by saying, "i love you-" his words are cut off by your 'stop' signal.
"don't lie," you release a deep sigh, crossing your arms over your chest. that's the thing with haru, he easily declares words that should carry importance in them. the man shoves his hands inside his dress pants pockets, his eyes lingering on you.
opting to be straightforward, you continue, "i'm not blind. you know what i'm pertaining to," you hug yourself as the chilly wind bites your exposed skin. "i wanna make it work," the pink-haired's words barely above whisper.
nature seems to have another plan for the two of you, big blobs of water start going down on top of your heads. "i know.. but haru, if.." you take a deep breath, gathering all your courage to voice out your mind.
"i can't keep on holding onto something that's not there..." your voice cracking in the process, heart shattering into pieces as your mind wanders at endless possibilities of how the pink-haired man does not return your feelings.
the rain begin to pour down, leaving you two drenching wet moments later. you and haruchiyo remains still, not daring to move a single muscle. the man tries to reach out for you and parts his lips.
the same lips that have lies after lies slipping past it.
your hoarse voice cuts him off, haruchiyo feels a pang inside his chest while staring at your fragile frame, "haru, you can't expect me to continue a relationship where my significant other doesn't see me." you shake your head to him, "as much as it hurts to say it.. you don't love me. you don't, haru."
to which he shakes his head to, eyes soft and glassy, once again reaching out for you. to his dismay, you keep on backing away from his touch, "there was.." silent sobs give a brief interruption to your speech.
"i won't be denying that there were fireworks and sparks that surrounded the two of us.. but it faded as quickly as it surrounded us," you clench your fist, tears flowing freely down your cheeks. "let's end it, haru."
bonten's number 2 releases a sigh and clenches his jaw, upset by the outcome of this day and mostly to himself. "okay," his voice was uncharacteristically quiet and small. his quick agreement makes you look up.
you two may have broken up today but for haruchiyo, this wouldn’t mean it's the end of your story rather it’s just the beginning. the universe will surely find a way to make your paths cross each other again. he’s sure of it.
amihan's note: oh to have a mitsuya irl, happy reading!
pre-timeskip!takashi & timeskip!takashi
-feeding you food
whenever he pulls out a snack or he would have food in front of him, takashi would turn to you and feed you his food. the first taste/bite would always be yours.
you two are hanging out by manjiro's house, going over the gang's schedule for the week and the updates within the divisions. the group is fond of you, not minding the way you're there for their meeting. takashi nods along their vice-president's voice before reaching out for a packet of bread that emma sets down in the middle of the table. settling back down to his seat, he made sure to open the packaging as quietly as possible. successfully doing so, his eyes remained on manjiro while his hand holding the food automatically makes its way in front of you, glancing to make sure he didn't accidentally shove it on your face. you give him a quick glance, putting down your phone, you take a small bite of the bread and hum in delight while nodding. takashi softly smiles at you before taking his own taste of the snack. he leans back to his chair as his other hand pats the top of your head. fake gag sounds fills the room, getting both your attention, "get a room!" chifuyu hollered.
-pulling out a seat for you
i think we had established that mitsuya takashi is a real gentleman. thus, pulling out a seat for you wouldn't be any new information. in addition, if there's only a seat left, he would deliberately stand up to let you have the seat.
takashi rests his hand at the small of you back, guiding you inside the venue. you two are invited to a ball his company organized. the guards smiles at the two of you while holding the doors open, "thank you," you mutter at the same time causing for both of you to giggle. "mr. mitsuya!" one of the sponsors calls out while gesturing at the table. takashi smiles and nods before looking at you, "you sure you're okay with this event?" he asks in concern, knowing how you don't do well in big crowds. you nod at him, "i'm sure," you reassure him while lightly patting his arm. arriving at the table, takashi pulls out the chair for you, helping you as you take the seat. "what did i tell you? a true gentlemen," the sponsor bragged to the other sponsors as if advertising takashi to them, "ah, thank you" he sheepishly smile while bowing his head in gratitude.
-stopping whenever you're getting left behind
isn't it heavy on your chest and a bit frustrating when someone doesn't notice how you're not in the same pace as them? well, with takashi on your side, you won't need to worry getting left behind anymore.
the gang just finished having a night out. of course, like any other group, the talk would flow naturally as they go on what happened and laugh at the events that occured, which leads to their unawareness of surroundings. this was the time that takashi made you feel extra special, even if you're just a friend at the time. "hey, you good?" his gentle voice snapping you back to reality, looking up from your lowered head. you hum, forcing a tight smile, "yeah, no, i'm good. fine, fine." he raises a brow and looks back at the group, he chuckles, "don't worry, i'll always be here by your side." his simple words struck you like lightning, the same phrase that was engraved on your mind since the very day.
-ties your shoelaces for you
i just have to add this, i can see him doing this the most for sure. there'll be no arguments with this claim. takashi would do it. may it be a friend or partner. especially his partner, he doesn't care if he makes a crease on his shoes just to crouch down and tie your shoelaces.
you're in the busy streets of tokyo. takashi asked you out on a date, spoiling you with clothes he deemed good and suits you best. you two are having a conversation when takashi takes notice of your shoelace being undone, he puts a hand in front of you, halting both your talking and walking. "something wrong?" you ask in concern. takashi sets down the shopping bags beside you and immediately crouches down in front of you. your eyes widen at his actions making you notice the undone shoelace, "i'll do it, darling" you insist, about to crouch down but takashi waves his hand up to you and do it himself. you feel your cheeks heat up at his gestures. "oh, sorry" a stranger bumps to him as soon as he finishes causing him to fall down on his butt. he looks up at the stranger and waves a dismissive hand, a kind smile on his lips, "i'm fine, don't worry."
after the shoelace incident, you can't help but stare at him with basically heart eyes for the rest of the date. "i love you," you blurt out of nowhere, takashi looks back at you with wide eyes, "you mean that?" was the first thing that comes out of his mouth, you look away and slowly nod your head. "i love you more, to the moon and back" he cheekily added the end.
QUICK ESCAPE WITH SANO MANJIRO AND MATSUNO CHIFUYU
warning: reader's action is not advised if ur a back rider on a motorcycle! also unedited.
amihan's note: a self-indulge comfort fic, ahh this will be the second and last in this blog :'') happy reading!
**up to you if you want it as platonic or romantic
midnight drives. you love having those especially with people you cherish most. the cool breeze that softly hits your face, the gentle humming of the bike's engine along with it's occasional loud noises it makes. it's an ideal escape from reality.
you lean back on your seat, arms spreading as if freed from imprisonment. "careful now, don't want you to fall off," chifuyu's voice invades the once serene atmosphere around you, "well, aren't you kind today?" you reply to him in a teasing manner.
failing to notice that manjiro reduces in speed. you feel his warm hand giving your cold one a gentle squeeze. "you should listen to us once in a while, y/n" manjiro's warmth left you quickly to go back on gripping his motor's handle. you just mock him in return which he stick his tongue out at you resulting to a childish banter.
"we're almost there," once again, chifuyu interfered. "race 'ya there," manjiro says after speeding up in obvious head start for him.
arriving by the beach, you close your eyes while taking a deep breath, the calm waves of the ocean accompanying your ears while you intake the mix smell of the ocean and trees surrounding it.
manjiro looks over his shoulder and beams to the both of you. he pats the space next to him before uttering, "took you long enough." both you and chifuyu merely groans at his statement, begrudgingly walking to his side, "anything you want, your highness?" a hint of playfulness can be heard from your tone.
"for you to be happy," his serious response causes you to momentarily freeze in place, chifuyu's lips twitches up to a smile. after recovering, you shake your head to him while chuckling, "don't go sappy on me now, manjiro."
the man in question shrugs, eyes fixated on the ocean ahead, "just saying." chifuyu audibly breathes out, smile still present on his pretty face. "want to talk about it or would you like to play your playlist while we sit here in comfort of each other?" he looks back at you with a brow raised, it's as if he read what's on your mind.
"playlist please," as soon as you picked your choice, chifuyu pulls out his phone to play what he knows you like to listen when it comes to situation like this. you hug your knees close to your chest when suddenly, manjiro pulls you by his side, letting you rest your head on his shoulder.
"everything will be fine, i promise" his soothing words makes your heart swell, eyes blurring from how easily moved you feel today. you opted on nodding knowing well that your voice will most likely crack.
you see chifuyu offering his hand for you after he settles his phone between you three. you glance to him and mouth a quick "thank you" while threading your fingers in between his.
the three of you remain silent with the music playing in the background, no one dares to say a word. this... this is the perfect escape from reality. smiling to your own thoughts, you flutter your eyes shut basking in joy and contentment.
"happy birthday!" you greet him as soon as he step foot outside of the shop. kazutora stares at you in bewilderment before pointing to himself, "it's.. it's my birthday?" he says, confused by all of your actions.
you internally gasp, "you forgot your own birthday?" kazutora sheepishly smile and rubs the back of his neck with your question as your eyes scrutinize every movement of his. "apparently, yes..?" he release a sigh, tucking his hair behind his ear.
"when's my birthday?" you ask out of the blue, kazutora's eyebrows meeting together while looking at you in the eyes as if asking if you're serious. "well?" you raise a brow at him, "[your birthday]" he mutters.
"then, how come you know mine and you don't know your own birthday?" you cross your arms over your chest, kazutora gulps the lump on his throat while turning his head to the side.
"just because.." he replies with a shrug, just when you're about to put kazutora in a hot seat, chifuyu's voice interrupts the two of you.
"oh come on! you have feelings for him, they have feelings for you! just get together and kiss already!" the raven-haired shouts in frustration, revealing himself from one of the bushes.
"chifuyu you nosy-" kazutora's words are cut-off short after realizing what he just heard. silence dawned upon you two, "you have feelings for me?" you break the silence, trying to make sure you heard his friend right. "hypothetically, would you say yes if i ask you out?" his eyes looking anywhere but you.
"well, why don't you ask and we'll see," you bite back a smile, eyes meeting with his widened ones. "will.. will you go out with me?" kazutora stumbles with his words, not believing the current event. you nod your head to his question, "i will be more than willing to do so."
warning: lil' suggestive, unedited, and of course yet another self-indulge drabble
amihan's note: a really short drabble bcs i lowkey lost motivation and it sounded way better in my head T^T happy reading!
tattoo artist!kazutora x fem!reader
tattoo artist!kazutora who can't take his eyes off you the moment you become visible in his field of view, the fake tattoo perfectly placed on your thighs, accentuating one of your body parts he adores oh-so-much. gawking with the way your hips sways side to side, gaze glued on your thighs that moves in sync with your movements.
"stop seducing me, woman" his tone laced with humor while openly staring your way. you turn around and face him, giving him a full view of the fake tattoo in all its glory.
you merely giggle at the way you got him wrapped around your finger effortlessly, "oh it's working then?" you feign innocence while striding closer to him.
kazutora's hand immediately made contact with your body as if they’re magnets being attracted, resting on the curves of your waist while his thumb caressed your sides fondly, "it is."
you lazily drape your arms on his shoulder and pretend to think, "was it perhaps the cute shorts?" you ask, knowing well how you specifically wore the same shorts that he gave you.
the very same shorts that frame your body perfectly, hanging low on your hips and covering just the right amount to not flash anyone. of course, it displays the fake tattoo fully. “i gotta say you have great eyes for tattoos…” he says while admiring the art that you deliberately put with his help.
deciding to let him know the recent conclusion you’ve made, you play with his hair for a bit, tucking it behind his ear before uttering the words he had been waiting for so long, “how about you go and ink me then?”
your response results on kazutora's adorable surprised face looking at you, “don’t joke around like that, doll.”
you simply nod at him and gesture at your thigh, “‘s all yours, might as well throw your name in there perhaps?”
the man is left speechless, eyes scrutinizing your every move, unsure whether he’s dreaming as everything happening is too good to be true. “no, your teasing me,” he says while letting you go, head shaking side to side.
“how about you get your kit and start marking me up huh, pretty boy?” you look at him with half lidded eyes in a seductive manner, “and maybe… just maybe you would like to mark me up in a different way after?”
your sultry tone erupts a low groan from your partner who’s grip returns to your side, “i’ll make sure that you’ll ask me to ink you more.”
mitsuya takashi would speed walk towards you with a smile reaching from ear to ear. he would give your wrist a gentle tug or he would tap your shoulder to get your attention. after doing so, he would shower you with compliments while looping an arm around your waist to pull you closer.
sanzu haruchiyo grins widely while striding closer to your side. he will either scoop you off your feet or he would startle you via whispering next to your ear, there is no in between. don't worry, haruchiyo comfort you by holding your face still so he could leave a kiss on your forehead, the tip of your nose, both your cheeks, and of course your lips matching it with a compliment of your chosen fit for the date.
inui seishu would hold both your hands once he closes the distance between you two. he would gently wrap your arms around his neck and pull you by your waist, his lips lingering on top of your head. seishu would then lean down and whisper his compliment to you, spoiling you rotten with his affection before going on with your day.
sano shinichiro has two younger siblings he lives under the same roof with, in addition, he found out that he has yet another younger brother. no wonder he developed a baby fever. he's been longing to have a child but before doing so, he wanted to have a partner. he got desperate on doing so which he sadly got turned down at least twenty times.
then you appear in the picture, making him see life in rainbows and butterflies. besides the fact that he now has a partner to grow old with, this would also mean that he can now sate his baby fever, may it be through adoption or naturally. he doesn't want to raise a child on his own therefore when you came to his life, he couldn't ask for anything more.
