✧ you’re thriving in academia. meanwhile, they're googling "how to protect yourself from a chemistry-psychology double major" ― isagi yoichi + karasu tabito + nagi seishiro + itoshi rin x reader (all spearate) ⋆ incl. fluff, crack, reader is a double major in chem and psych 𝜗ৎ i'm coping because i have to go in later today to do a 4 hour titration (ᗒᗣᗕ)՞
𐔌 𝐈𝐒𝐀𝐆𝐈 𝐘𝐎𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐈꒱
“Chem and psych?!” Isagi almost drops his water bottle. “Bro, why don’t you just major in ‘world domination’ and get it over with?”
You deadpan. “That’s my minor.”
He stares. Horrified. “You’re joking.”
You make him think you're not.
Suddenly he’s sweating buckets whenever you so much as jot something in a notebook. “What was that? Did you just analyze me?? Did you just write down I’m insecure??”
“Yes,” you say, clicking your pen, “and needy.”
He flushes so hard that you know you're spot on.
Later, he tries to argue with you but can’t stop himself from blurting. “WAIT. Are you, like, cooking chemicals and then gaslighting us into thinking it’s psychology??”
You tilt your head. “Do you feel gaslit right now?”
He feels a chill go down his spine.
You haunt his dreams.
𐔌 𝐊𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐒𝐔 𝐓𝐀𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐎꒱
When you mention you’re a double major in chemistry and psychology, Karasu actually sits back like you just threatened him with a knife.
“...So you can make explosives and diagnose me with three personality disorders?”
You shrug. “Four, if you count the one you’re clearly hiding.”
Karasu clutches his chest like you just shot him. “Baby, I already live in fear of my grandma’s side-eye, don’t add yourself to the list.”
A few days later he’s telling people you’re basically the Joker with student debt. He starts calling you “genius” like it’s a slur. When you tell him your psych labs involve rat behavior, he deadpans. “Congrats, I’m volunteering as tribute. No need for rats. I am the rat. Your mental analysis worked on me.”
𐔌 𝐍𝐀𝐆𝐈 𝐒𝐄𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐎꒱
You’re explaining your workload when Nagi blinks at you slowly, like a sleepy cat.
“Chemistry… and psychology?”
“Yeah,” you say, sipping your coffee.
He stares for a full thirty seconds, then, “…That’s cheating.”
“What?”
“You’re, like… building bombs and reading minds. That’s hacks.”
You laugh. “It’s not like that—”
“No,” he interrupts, yawning. “You’re literally a supervillain origin story. Bet you’ve got, like, three monologues ready.”
The next day he refuses to nap near you, mumbling something about not wanting to wake up in a beaker. When you point out you don’t even own a beaker, he just squints and says, “That’s exactly what a future lab cult leader would say.”
𐔌 𝐈𝐓𝐎𝐒𝐇𝐈 𝐑𝐈𝐍 ꒱
You casually drop that you’re double majoring. Rin squints at you like you’re personally offending his bloodline.
“Why the hell would you do that to yourself?”
“I like science. And brains.”
“Yeah? I like soccer and sleep, but you don’t see me doing both.”
You raise an eyebrow. “Rin, you do both.”
He stares, processing his words. Then he flushes hard and glares at you like he's ready to commit a felony for his pride. “…Shut up.”
Later that week he walks past your desk, sees you scribbling chemical equations next to a case study on serial killers, and mutters,
“You’re one bad day away from becoming the villain in my life story.”
The craziest part is that he finds it kinda hot. You suggest doing a dissection on his brain to figure out why, and he stutters when he says no. Which only convinces you further that he’d let you if you asked twice. Nicely.
nagi didn't get excited about much. football? a mild interest. food? only when it was easy to eat. but video games... video games were almost interesting. and his new girlfriend, was almost interesting, too.
both of you had been dating for a week. a week of quiet smiles, shared snacks, and the occasional, almost hesitant, hand-holding. you were... cute. shy. obsessed with sanrio. nagi found it all mildly amusing, in a way that didn't require much effort.
"want to... play valorant?" he'd asked, the suggestion feeling almost strenuous.
"oh. sure. i... i play sometimes." you meekly replied.
sometimes turned out to be a gross understatement.
thirty minutes into your first-ever gaming session at nagi's place, nagi was frozen. petrified. utterly and completely dumbfounded.
you, his sweet, timid, sanrio-loving girlfriend, was not the same person.
your voice, usually a soft murmur, was now a roaring, guttural shout. words nagi hadn't even heard rin use were flying out of your mouth, aimed at your unfortunate opponents.
"GET F***ING REKT, YOU MOUTHBREATHER! ARE YOU BLIND? OPEN YOUR EYES, YOU PIECE OF SH**!"
your fingers, usually delicate and hesitant when you held his hand, were now a blur, a whirlwind of furious clicking and mousing. your face, normally flushed with shy blushes, was contorted in a mask of intense, bloodthirsty concentration.
nagi stared, slack-jawed, at the transformation. the gentle, pastel-colored room, filled with your plushies, seemed to vibrate with the sheer intensity of your…. rage.
he watched, horrified, as you clutched your headset, your face inches from the screen, screaming obscenities that would make rin blush. every kill was met with a triumphant roar, every death with a string of curses that nagi didn't even know existed.
he'd expected... well, he hadn't really expected anything. but certainly not this. not this... berserker mode.
he felt a cold sweat break out on his forehead. this was the same girl who had squeaked in delight when he'd won her a hello kitty keychain at the arcade. this was the same girl who had blushed crimson when he'd accidentally brushed her hand.
who was this person?
the match ended. you ripped off her headset, chest heaving, a wild, triumphant grin spreading across her face.
"yes! we f***ing won! that's what you get, asshat!"
you turned to nagi, eyes still blazing with adrenaline. and then, your expression softened, the wildness fading, replaced by a sheepish smile.
"oh. nagi. sorry. did i... did i get a little loud?"
nagi could only stare, his mind blank. he was pretty sure his brain had just short-circuited.
"loud...?" he croaked, his voice barely a whisper.
you giggled, the sound almost... normal
"yeah. i get a little... competitive. when i play. sorry if i scared you."
scared him? scared him was an understatement. he was traumatized. he was questioning his entire reality. he was wondering if he'd accidentally wandered into some kind of alternate dimension.
he finally managed a weak, "it's... fine."
but it wasn't fine. it was terrifying. and fascinating. and... maybe, just a little bit... interesting.
nagi seishiro, the boy who found almost everything tedious, had just discovered that his girlfriend was a terrifying, foul-mouthed, gaming goddess.
and he had absolutely no idea what to do about it.
a/n: some fluff/crack after all that nagi depression bs in the manga
can…. Can…. Can we get reader who works at mcdonalds and they meet Nagi there and its just a crack fic basically i would gigfle GIFGLE FGIGGLE KILL ME??!!! giggle oh my god
- rin anon
HELP I LOVE THIS. YES.
fries in the bag
nagi seishiro x gn!reader. crack. platonic?? with a little smth at the end?? cussing!
“alright, gang! this is nagi. he’ll be on drive-thru with you, y/n.”
you groaned. the last three people they hired were shit, and you’d just gotten a scolding for “training them so poorly” when it was never your job to train in the first place.
rather than talk back to your boss (again. you were on thin ice, apparently), you forced a tight smile and said, “great. welcome to the team.”
the boy with white hair didn’t smile back. “thanks.”
rude, you thought to yourself, and after sharing a look with a few of your more reliable co-workers, you knew they were thinking the same.
you almost laughed when one mouthed, “okay, but why is he actually fine as fuck?”
though it wasn’t your job, you took pity on the new guy when you found him fumbling while adjusting his headset. “here,” you began, silently holding your hand out for the headset. nagi gave it to you with a defeated sigh, and you smirked before adjusting it and placing it over his hat. “it’s gotta click, otherwise the notches aren’t in place, and it’ll come loose.”
“thanks,” nagi said when you took a step back, and it sounded more genuine this time.
as you walked him through opening duties and showed him where everything was, you decided to strike up some casual conversation. “so, what do you do? besides this, i mean.”
nagi shrugged. “soccer.”
“soccer. cool.” you pursed your lips, giving him three seconds to elaborate before moving on. “the others and i in our age group are only here to make money for tuition. it’s not easy, and the customers can be complete assholes, but the pay is surprisingly good. you get a lot of tips and overtime, too.”
nagi nodded as he brushed some crumbs off the counter and onto the floor. your brow twitched. you’d have to sweep them up later.
“what’re the hours again?”
you blew out an irritated breath and waved nagi over as you walked to the weekly schedule. he followed your finger as you dragged it across the calendar. “tsukino makes the schedule. here, give me your number so i can add you to the group chat if you ever need to drop or pick up a shift.”
nagi handed his phone over. you ignored how boring it looked as you typed your number in and sent a text from his phone.
you: shared a new contact!
you: nagi’s number. say hi
a flurry of texts came in, which seemed to slightly startle the white-haired boy. you dropped his phone back into his hand, fingertips slightly grazing his palm. it surprised you how warm he was. “there. you’re set.”
"thanks," nagi replied boredly, shoulders hunched as he followed your boss when he was called over. you watched them leave, intrigued by your new co-worker.
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nagi wasn't half bad at the job.
he was a little slow and zoned out at times, but he didn’t complain. he listened when you explained something to him, and most importantly, he was good with customers and racked up an insane amount of tips.
“hi. welcome to mcdonald’s. can i take your order?”
“no worries. take your time.”
“nah, it’s cool. sauce is free if you ask.”
"you want the fries in the bag?"
since you were both on drive-thru duty, your headsets were connected. hearing him converse with customers was… oddly sweet. you hated to admit it, but he was the best addition to the team you'd had in a long time.
you were on your break one evening when you found him slumped against the back wall of the storage room, scrolling lazily through his phone. his fingers moved slowly, so you guessed he wasn’t doing anything too important. brushing any nerves aside, you plopped down beside him and held out your packet of fries. nagi looked at you, turned to the fries, and took one without question.
“you’re not the worst new hire we’ve had,” you said after a moment, raising your voice just slightly to be heard over the ice cream machine.
nagi took another one of your fries and chewed. “thanks.”
his reaction made your brows scrunch. is that the only word he knows how to say to me? so much for complimenting him. “the bar was pretty low, just so you know.”
“still. thanks,” he said with a shrug.
you didn't realize until later, while you were both leaning over the fryer basket watching nuggets sizzle, that you kind of liked him. he was quiet, sure, but easy to be around. funny without trying. best of all, nagi made those long, tiring shifts pass by quicker than when you worked with anyone else.
when your shift ended, nagi waited for you to grab your things and held the door open for you. his lip lifted, but just slightly. “see you tomorrow.”
your chest fluttered in a way you did not appreciate. “yeah,” you said, brushing past him lightly. “see you, fry boy.”
nagi w/ an s/o who's a lot like him (yes this rq is bc im a lot like nagi what ab it)
## — “𝐋𝐀𝐙𝐘 𝐅𝐔𝐂𝐊𝐒”
𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 ! 𝘯𝘢𝘨𝘪 𝘹 𝘭𝘢𝘻𝘺 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳
𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘴 ! 𝘴𝘪𝘨𝘩 𝘪 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘴𝘮 𝘳𝘦𝘲𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘯𝘦 😞 , mb this is short 😞
𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 ! 𝘯𝘰𝘯𝘦
— ★ seishiro and you are the same exact kind of person
— ★ thats why you guys are so well together !
— ★ like if hes super tired (as always) and your super tired (as always), youll slump your weight on his shoulder and he’ll sleep on your head
— ★ when reos around? yeah he suddenly does NOT want to be there
“reo how come you treat nagi like a princess but not me”
“y/n… i dont have enough BACK STRENGTH to carry both of you”
“you suck balls, reo”
— ★ if you also love games then its a win win bc youll never feel neglected bc of his games or anything— you just have to PLAY WITH HIM
— ★ lets you sleep on his lap when hes gaming
— ★ cuddles. a LOT of them
— ★ he loves to lay his head on your chest, or when you lay your head on his
— ★ man is GIANT. so you best believe his posture is ass from all that slumping
— ★ your posture is probably ass too ngl..
— ★ has a bunch of pictures of you sleeping in his camera roll (not in a weird way)
— ★ pouts when he sees u sleeping without him
— ★ if u sleep with a stuffed animal consider that shit gone because when he saw u cuddling it he SAW RED…. mans threw it in the garbage bc he got jealous of it..
