#ibimiya

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sorry for my lack of existence on this website here's ibimiya to make up for it i love them sm ❤❤

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Talkin shit

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long time no ibimiya

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18 or 27 on the sarcasm prompts for IbiMiya if you’re still doing them?? (It’s so hard to find Ibitani fans in the fandom nowadays omg how ya doin)

I’m so sorry it took me so long!!! I’m a super slow writer orz

But, anyway, this got super long (it’s like almost 2k words wtf I so can’t write short stuff), and it’s pre-slash, but I hope you’ll like it! 

27: “I am one of the few people in the world who can murder you and leave no forensic evidence behind.”

Ibitani was angry.Incredibly, absolutely, completely angry. So angry that he couldbarely think straight, so angry that if someone would have looked athim the wrong way he wasn’t sure if he would have been able to stophimself from punching them right in the face.

It had been a while sincehe had felt like that. Admittedly, in the past year it had happened rarely – sure, he had felt angry, but not so much that he couldn’tthink of anything else but that pressing feeling. No, since he hadjoined the bicycle club, he had felt calmer, more in control ofhimself and his anger, he hadn’t felt the sudden urge to just beatsomeone up to make himself feel better.

It hadn’t happened sincehe had joined the club – since he had met Miya.

But today, today Ibitaniwas feeling exactly like he had felt almost every single of his lifebefore that, like he had somehow regressed to how he was before theclub – before Miya.

He wasangry, he wanted to punch something, someone, and release like thatall the pent up anger and frustration that seemed to run through hisveins instead of blood.

Hehad seen Banba on the street, while going to school; he had seen himand ignored him, but the damn asshole had looked at him, his stupid, annoying, presumptuous eyes fixed on Ibitani, and had had the guts tosnicker. He had snickered,he had dared to deride Ibitani like that again, knowing full well,again, that Ibitani couldn’t respond in any way.

Ibitanihad wanted nothing more than to punch him, one, two, three times, hehad wanted to just punch away his damn smile. He wanted to punch himbecause he was a coward who had taken advantage of the fact that heand Miya couldn’t respond to his provocations and had used them aspunching bags; he wanted to beat him up until he couldn’t evenremember his own name.

But hecouldn’t, because it would mess everything up, because he probablywouldn’t be the only one who would get in trouble, because he couldend up bringing Miya into his mess, too.

So, hewas angry, and he was doing his best to try and keep it inside.

Mostof all, though, he was angry for the same fact that he was angry. Hehad thought he had moved past that, he had thought that somethingthat had happened more than a year before couldn’t affect him thatmuch – honestly, he had thought he was better than that.

Asfocused as he was on himself and his own thoughts, he didn’t hear hisname being called nor the footsteps following him, until Miya grabbedhis wrist to make him stop.

“Oi,dipshit, don’t you just ignore me!”

“Letme go, Miya, I’m not in the mood”, Ibitani all but growled back,freeing himself from the hold and starting walking again. Briefly, hethought he was thankful that there was no one else in the corridor.

Heonly stopped when he felt the pressure of a hand on his shoulderholding him back. “What the hell is your problem, Ibitani?”, Miyasaid, when Ibitani turned around, looking at him with his eyebrowsraised and annoyance – and maybe concern –in his eyes.

“Noneof your business, leave me alone”.

Ibitaniwanted to punch him, he wanted to punch him because it was Miya’sfault that he couldn’t just beat up Banba when he wanted, it was hisfault for making him care so much about the club, so much about him.

It wasMiya’s fault, and Ibitani wanted nothing more than to punch himsquare in the face.

But hedidn’t, not only because he couldn’t, but because Miya was stilllooking at him with concern, and Ibitani felt so exposed under thatgaze that he felt the sudden need to flee as far away as possible.

“Comeon, let’s go”, Miya said and, this time, when he started walking,it was Ibitani who followed him, without really thinking about what he was doing.

“Eh?Where? We have to go to class, Miya”.

Miyastopped, and looked back at him shrugging. “Let’s skip”, he said.

“Ah!?We can’t!”

“Oh,come one, it’s no big deal. And, besides”, he added, “you looklike you’re about to kill someone, Ibitani”.

Theystood there, staring at each other for a few moments. Ibitani feltcalled out – he hadn’t been trying to hide how he was feeling, butthe fact that Miya had understood so quickly and was doing this forhim made him at the same time annoyed and pleased. He got the feelingthat he couldn’t hide anything from Miya even if he tried to – notthat he really wanted to, he suddenly realized.

“Fine,let’s go”.

Theywent to the roof. Maybe it was the fresh air, or maybe it was justMiya’s somewhat calming presence, but Ibitani felt better. Stillangry, still wanting to release the anger by punching someone, butstill better.

Hemoved near the wall and set on the ground and, after a moment, Miyajoined him.

Ibitaniwasn’t sure why they were there. Sure, he had to admit that Miya wasprobably right and he had indeed been on the verge of doing somethingreally stupid like picking a fight with some random person, but hedidn’t understand why they were there, why Miya was willing to skipclass and risking to get in trouble with the club, all because of him.

“So,you’re gonna tell me what’s gotten into you today?”, Miya suddenlysaid, after some long minutes of silence, snatching Ibitani away fromhis thoughts.

Thetruth was that Ibitani didn’t want to talk about it – he feltstupid for having let something so stupid gotten to him that much, hefelt even more stupid because he could still feel the anger runningthrough him, because he knew that if he had had to possibility hewould have beaten up Banba right then and there without thinkingtwice about it.

Miyaknew him – hell, Miya probably knew him better than anyone else;and yet, Ibitani didn’t want to tell him, didn’t want to let him knowhow little he had changed over the past year. So he didn’t, he justkept staring right ahead of him, eyes fixed on the sky.

Heheard Miya sighing, frustrated.

“Ayear ago, you tried to throw me off this roof”.

And,really, of all the things he could have imagined Miya would say, thatdefinitely wasn’t one.

"Ah!?Are you trying to piss me off even more, Miya?”, Ibitani said,finally turning towards Miya and meeting his eyes.

Hedidn’t really need to be reminded of that, especially not in thatmoment.

“Maybe”,Miya smirked, and the sight of that smile made Ibitani’s heart flip,everything else forgotten for a moment. “What are you gonna do,throw me off the roof again?”

“Oh,fuck you, Miya”, Ibitani replied, lowering his eyes – in partbecause he felt ashamed, and in part simply because it was hard tomaintain eye contact when Miya was looking at him like that, all softand teasing. “You were annoying as hell, of course I tried to killyou”, he murmured, knowing full well that there wasn’t a realreason for what he had tried to do, and feeling incredibly stupid foreven trying to actually doing it. He suddenly realized that he hadnever apologized to Miya for it.

Butit didn’t seem that Miya really cared about that, because he justlaughed, his head thrown back, his arms around his stomach. “Whatkind of reasoning is that!?”, he said between laughter. “Whatwould you have done after that?”

“Idon’t know! Hide your corpse?”

“Ibitani,you’d be the worst murderer ever”.

“Oh,come on, as if you could do any better!”

Miyawas still laughing, and, with every second that passed, Ibitani wasfinding it harder and harder to keep basking in his self pity – itwas hard, not to join Miya and forget everything else when they werelike that, when he was looking at Ibitani like that, like nothingelse really mattered in the world.

“Sure,Iam one of the few people in the world who can murder you and leave noforensic evidence behind”,Miya said, trying – and epically failing in suppressing hislaughter and keeping a straight face. “I already have a plan”.

“Yeah?And what would that be?”, Ibitani asked, a smile raising to hislips.

“It’seasy, killin’ you in the middle of the ocean and throwin’ your bodyin the water so no one would ever find you”, Miya said, as it wasthe most obvious thing ever – as if that whole conversation madeany sense at all.

Now,Ibitani couldn’t really hold his laughter in anymore. It took him along minute to be able to finally calm down and catch his breath.When he did, and looked back at Miya, he found him already looking athim, smile still on his lips, eyes still shining with hilarity.Ibitani allowed himself to get lost in them for a couple of momentsbefore looking away, hiding the blush on his cheeks behind his hair.

Suddenly,he realized that all the anger he had felt only minutes before wascompletely gone, lost in the laughter and the somehow weird intimacyof the moment.

Healmost laughed again. It was amazing, how Miya could help him calmdown by talking about killing each other – it was absolutelyridiculous, but Ibitani wouldn’t have it any other way.

“Youknow, Ibitani”, Miya started saying, “it’s okay to be angrysometimes. Just come to me when it happens, okay?”.

Ibitanioften felt like Miya could read him with too much ease, like he wasan open book to him – and now, now was one of those times, whenIbitani felt like Miya could literally read his mind, understandinghim with nothing more than a glance. He was looking at Ibitani likehe knew exactly what had been the cause of his bad mood.

Dumbfounded,his heart beating way faster than normal, Ibitani couldn’t do muchmore than nodding.

“We’vecome a long way from then”.

“Uh?”

“Fromlast year”, Miya clarified. “We’ve come a long way”.

Andsuddenly, sitting on the roof where he had tried to kill the guy nowsitting close next to him, the guy who had, in such a short span oftime, become one of the most important people in his life –suddenly, Ibitani felt calmer than he had felt in a long while, andrealized that Miya was really right.

“Yeah,Miya, I guess you’re right”.

This was way longer than I intended, sorry, I got carried away lol I hope you liked it!!

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Delinquent week

👹  Day 2: Canon / Headcanon / Couple(s)

These kinda fit all three prompts :”) 

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Ibimiya B]

Thank you for giving me tha chance to talk about my kids!!!! <33

Who is a night owl: Definitely Miya, but Ibi usually tries to stay up with him (he fails and always end up falling asleep on him)

Who is a morning person: None of them, really, they’re both very grumpy in the morning, but they kinda had to get used to it, because of morning practice

Are they cuddlers: Hell yes they are, especially Ibi, he’s kinda touch starved, poor boy

Who is the big spoon: It depends, but it’s usually Miya

Who is the little spoon:  Again, it depends, but Ibi absolutely loves being the little spoon because there are few things that he loves more than having Miya’s arms around himself

What is their favourite sleeping position: They usually fall asleep spooning, but the always end up with their limbs all tangled together lol

Who steals all the blankets: Miya is the worst blankets hogger ever

What they wear to bed: hmmm, I think both of them would sleep in only their pj pants

Who likes seeing the other wearing their t-shirt: Both of them, and they always steal each other’s shirt, so much that they’re not even sure who they belongs to anymore. But Miya always dies a little every time he realizes that Ibi is wearing something of his

Who falls asleep mid-conversation: Ibi, especially when the night before he has stayed up til late to keep Miya company 

Who wakes up in the middle of the night with nightmares: None of them, thankfully (no angst here lol)

Who accidentally punched the other in their sleep: Miya lol and Ibi keeps bringing it back at every chance, and Miya usual answer is “well you tried to throw me off a roof, so I guess we’re even now” lol

Who can’t keep their hands to themself: As I said, Ibi is incredibly touch starved and he’s always touching Miya, like always. It’s not like Miya is much better, tbh, but he has a better autocontrol than Ibi does

Who said “I love you” first: Probably Ibi. He blurted it out without even noticing, like “damn, Miya, I’m so in love with you”

Who would have the other’s picture as their phone background: Both of them have a picture of the two of them, because they’re sap

Who leaves notes written in fog on the bathroom mirror: Both of them, but it’s not usually lovey sappy messages, because they’re both lil shits lol

Who buys the other cheesy gifts: Miya does! The first time, he does it as a joke, but Ibitani loves it so much (even if he doesn’t really admit it, Miya just knows he does) that he he keeps doing it

Who initiated the first kiss: Hmm, I can see it happening both ways, tbh

Who kisses the other awake in the morning: It’s usually Miya, because he tends to waking up earlier than Ibi does. Waking Ibi up this way is the only way to make him less grumpy in the morning

Who starts tickle fights: Ibi, because he’s a lil shit lol

Who asks who if they can join the other in the shower: they don’t even ask a this point, because both of them get too embarassed when trying to do it, so in the end they just join the other in the shower without saying anything

Who surprises the other in the middle of the day at work with lunch: they both do, but it’s mostly Miya. He took this habit when he still wasn’t working and Ibi was, and it never really went away. And everytime it happens, Ibi falls in love with him all over again 

Who was nervous and shy on the first date: Ibi, he was an emotional anxious mess

Who kills/takes out the spiders: Lol I can see both of them being damn scared of spiders, and just desperately going ask their neighbours for help 

Who loudly proclaims their love when they’re drunk: Definitely Ibi, he has the lowest tolerance to alcohol lol

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👹 Day 4: Child / Hightschool / Adult

Older Ibimiya and first year in Hakogaku Arakita and Shinkai (yankee-kun is my absolute favorite thing Shinkai says in the stage play)