Hello! Can I perhaps ask for no. 28. “Make me” from your prompt list for my beloved Imayoshi? It's so nice seeing him here on your theme and avatar and that pERFECT url, it feels like I finally found my people.
HELLO HELLO, and YES I WAS SO SURPRISED THAT NO ONE TOOK THIS URL... considering that it was just an alternative spelling of shoichi and its a rlly short handle too mwehe // im sort of a particular person when it comes to how something looks, whether itd be outfits, drawings, coloring, and the UI of a blog, u name it.... i may have spent hours trying to have the perfect colors for this theme PLEASEEEE, but without further ado here is our man, our little shit, Imayoshi
@knb-kreations howdy! another new work posted here!
Imayoshi x Reader
28. “Make me”
Word Count: 2331
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Imayoshi doesn’t exactly know how he feels about you.
Scratch that, he does know. He’s quite amused at the shenanigans you pull on others around you, and a lot of times, you actually elicit a few dry laughs out of the guy. Other times though, he’d wish that you would just shut the fuck up, especially when all he hears amidst his studying was your loud “whispering” and “hushed” jokes. How you were always nearby no matter where he is was still a mystery that he casually ponders about from time to time. Perhaps your natural tendency to project your voice creates the illusion that you were near when you really weren’t?
No matter, such trivial thoughts can’t occupy his mind when college entrance exams loom closer. Then again, they weren’t particularly difficult; they were simply a hassle to secure near-perfect scores, especially when his chances of admittance rely critically on how well he does.
“That’s an awful drawing of a samurai,” Susa comments, snapping Imayoshi out of idle thought.
“Ho? Is it really terrible if you were able to tell what it is?” Imayoshi chuckles. “The point of a drawing is to convey the right idea or emotion. It seems that my drawing skills hit a bulls-eye with this sketch, no?” He playfully spins his pencil around, patiently waiting for his reply to goad him.
All Susa does in response is to roll his eyes before he turns his full attention back to his notes. He knows better than to try a comeback against Imayoshi, who can easily make it backfire against the person with a pleasant close-eyed smile. Imayoshi, seeing Susa’s nonverbal resign from engaging further banter, also looks down back to his book of scribbled notes and chicken-scratch drawings before he exhales an inaudible sigh.
School just doesn’t cut out to be mentally stimulating for him. It’s a little too repetitive and mundane for his taste.
“Argh!! Oh no!” your voice rang out, despite your poor attempt to be reasonably quiet. “I forgot applications for the Coca-Cola scholarship are due today!”
Coca-Cola… what?
Everyone looks up to warily eye you, and your few friends, who are currently rushing to pull you down and slap their hands over your mouth to mute you, were panicking at the new attention you managed to garner. Even still, your mind seems more fixated on whatever was on the laptop’s screen, rather than what they were doing to you.
Imayoshi can’t help but stifle his audible mirth from how you manage to change the mood of the entire library within seconds.
“How do you even forget something as important as a huge scholarship like that?” Susa says in dismay. “Makes me kind of wonder how (l/n) would handle life after graduation, to be honest.”
“Well,” Imayoshi begins. “I wouldn’t worry too much. It’s best not to underestimate (l/n)-san. Surely we’ve learned our lesson with Seirin?” He toys with the pencil grip before he sporadically draws some lines loosely resembling another sketch.
“Drawing again?” Susa raises a brow. “Have you even been studying?”
“Well,” he replies. “There’s still plenty of time before exams—months to be exact. Could you even study with the current distractions in here?” At his own words, he nudges his chin in your direction.
“It’s not just any exams though, it’s—”
“Whether they have more importance or not doesn’t really concern me. After all, standardized testing isn’t worth stressing out for when we’ve taken essentially the same thing all our lives.”
“What most are worried about is the content inside the exams, Imayoshi,” he said, carefully treading into dangerous waters with Imayoshi’s tendency to take all replies as mind-game challenges for his own amusement.
“‘If you have been paying attention consistently throughout the year, you wouldn’t be having much trouble…’ that’s what you once oh-so-wisely said to Wakamatsu yesterday, hmm?” His mimicking tone drips a hint of arrogance. “Unless you mean to tell me my ears do not work? But by all means, please feel free to correct me.”
“That’s different,” he sighed, his face clearly evident that he was done with Imayoshi’s shit. “That exam only tested content for the past year, not your entire academic repertoire over the courses of middle and high school.”
“I’d like to think that the logic still applies the same way.”
“Well,” Susa heaves with a languid stretch. “You generally score better on the exams than me, so you’re probably right. Still, don’t neglect your studying.”
“Right, right, Susa-senpai~”
“... Please don’t call me that again.”
“... If you say so,” he said, but his smile blatantly showed his real intentions of never stopping his irritable quips. Susa gets ready to pack up his book bag before he heads out the door with a friendly wave. Imayoshi half-heartedly returns the gesture with a casual wave of his own. He immediately notices you also packed up and about to leave with a worried frown, and of course, while audibly mumbling your concerns and makeshift schedules to accommodate time for last-minute essay writing. By now, all of your friends have left for home.
“Ah, biology lab due next week, kanji worksheets due tomorrow, hmm, um, how would I finish this on time… ah, calculus test is tomorrow too, ah shit… should I ask someone to tutor?—ah, but it’s super last minute, and there’s still that scholarship… argh, fuck!” Your voice peaked in volume at the end, and the librarian immediately shot daggers at you.
“Shhhhh!”
“A-Ah! S-Sorry, sorry!”
Imayoshi was watching you with his chin on his arm propped up on the desk, unable to control the smile that escaped his lips. You really were entertaining to watch, and you never cease to bore him.
He turns away to crack his neck and roll it around before methodically packing up his writing utensils and notebooks. Soft shuffling filled the air as he rearranged the items inside his bag. As he turns to pack the last thing on the table, which happened to be the notebook filled with his idle doodling, his face slightly softens at the drawing he did after the samurai. Yes, the one Susa chastised him for when he could’ve been studying. Yes, perhaps he was right when he was terrible at drawing after all; your panicked face and wild hand gestures didn’t really translate well into paper, and it looked a little too much like a horror comic and less than a sketch of you. Still, he’s oddly proud of it.
Imayoshi promptly pushes the chair in and leaves the library, but when he rounds the corner of the adjacent hallway, he bumps into you.
“Er—hi! I mean, please, uhhh… if it isn’t too much to ask—canyoupleasetutormeforthecalculustesttomorrowbecausemyfinalgradedependsonthat?”
Imayoshi winces at the sheer volume of your voice and plugs his ears in out of habit to block out some of the decibels. Wakamatsu was eerily similar to you in that regard. Only difference between the two of you was that you were deceptively intelligent. Extremely so.
“My, my, if it isn’t (l/n)-senpai!” He fakes a surprised look, earning him an eye roll on your end. “You need someone like me to teach you the works?”
“I—what? We’re literally in the same calc class, Imayoshi,” you retort. “Besides, drop the ‘senpai’ honorific. It feels so slimy when you say it so disingenuously… Aren’t we both 3rd years too?”
“I’m so hurt,” he mocks. “What if I was really genuine with you?”
“Look, right now, no remarks from you, Evil Glasses,” you say. “It’s really, really urgent and I don’t know how to grasp the material for the class lately, plus my essay, ugh…” You rub your fingers against your temples in an attempt to make the stressful headaches disappear while Imayoshi simply watches with his eyes slightly open.
“... You usually do well on all your exams, no? Unless my eyes and memory fail me.” It was true; even though you were as loud-mouthed as Wakamatsu, you would often shock a lot of people when your name always appeared in the higher percentiles of exam results. Apparently most students and teachers associate your rowdy personality with an expected subpar academic performance. He has you to thank for when your score reports always cause reactions of utter disbelief from the teachers. You really do liven up the school and make it a lot more unorthodox.
“I guess…” you mumble. “But I really wanna do especially well for this one because math is my weakest subject, and you always score the highest for these types of exams, so…”
“It may be my best subject,” he says, leaning slightly closer to your face. “But I’m not the one with the highest scores in any math subjects throughout these years, and we both know that quite well, don’t we, (l/n)? Why don’t you come clean about the real reason why you’re here?”
“Oh my literal fuck—Imayoshi, you’re one of the best students in calc right now regardless of exam results,” you petulantly huffed, not backing down from his intimidation. Imayoshi notes your cheeks reddening, and he figured it was either because of the close proximity between your faces or the fact you were frustrated… perhaps both. “And you’re the only one around here on campus who I could ask!”
“Really now,” he chimes, moving closer to whisper in your ear. “Are you sure?” With incoherent stammers, you backed away from him, slapping your hands against both of your ears to protect them.
“W-W-What the fuck are you doing?!”
“Looks like I won this one, (l/n)-san,” he purrs, relishing the fact that only he could render you this quiet. “Ho? What’s wrong? Cat got your tongue?”
“I—Shut up!” you lamely shoot back. “You can just say no if you really don’t wanna do this—urgh, I’m leaving, I’m not gonna waste any more time—”
“How hurtful,” he dryly remarks, standing up straight again after leaning for a quite a while. “It’s almost as if you’re rejecting me~” He knew you would always take his bait and quip back (unlike Susa), regardless of whether or not you tell him that you weren’t going to engage further.
“As if,” you snorted, making another exaggerated eye roll. “You’re the last person who would ever be hurt from this.”
“Dear me!” he exclaims. “Have you ever considered that perhaps I don’t help out people for free? Did you think I would be a gracious, selfless person who would help you like a saint?”
“Okay, fine! Perhaps I didn’t think that far ahead, okay? You just were the first person that came to mind, and I thought asking you wouldn’t hurt.” His smirk widens almost maliciously at your words, lips already opening to deliver another irritating quip before you immediately spoke again to stop him. “Okay, Imayoshi, you little shit, just shut up—I don’t wanna hear anything from your mouth right now.”
“I don’t see any reason why I should listen to you at all,” he muses. “Why don’t you make me?” He has a shit-eating grin plastered across his face, eagerly eyeing your next move, and as he expected, you let out a frustrated noise that prompted passerby students to shoot pointed looks towards the both of you.
What he didn’t expect was for you to take a huge step towards him, unceremoniously pull him down to your level, and press a reverberating smack on his lips. His eyes are immediately blown wide open to look at your embarrassed, but determined face. His fingers unconsciously move to touch his warmed lips.
“... That was quite romantic, wasn’t it, (l/n)?” he dryly says, recovering almost immediately from the shock. All the other students fled from the blatantly bold scene to save face. Not that Imayoshi really cared.
“Okay, you know what? Bye, I’m not gonna play anymore mind games with you,” you grumble. “Essays and studying aren’t gonna be done by themselves—wah!”
Imayoshi gently tugs you back to reciprocate back a kiss, meticulously slipping his hands behind your head and on your waist to accommodate you. Your eyes are completely open from the shock that the Imayoshi Shoichi was actually kissing you. You don’t close your eyes from the sensation, completely entranced when you make eye contact with his half-lidded eyes watching your every reaction closely. The kiss ended all too soon, and Imayoshi separates himself from you, secretly admiring your dazed look.
“That was quite a strong reaction to just a simple kiss.”
“I—that was not just a ‘simple kiss!’”
“Now would you like to tell me the true reason why you approached me?”
“You’re… insinuating that you know something.”
“Well we wouldn’t know unless you come clean,” Imayoshi purrs. “I can sometimes be wrong too.”
“Ugh, what the hell—fine, I am quite enamored by you, and uh, I… find it infuriating to be with you, but it also gives me butterflies… so I thought I could be with you more… if I asked you—don’t get it twisted, though! I still need your help to study!...” He covers his mouth to suppress a laugh at your honesty.
“Was it really so hard to say that in the beginning, (l/n)-san?”
“Ho? Just a minute, darling~” he tuts, reaching to hold your hand. “Perhaps if you offer more kisses as an incentive, I’d be more inclined to offer my expertise.”
“How quaint,” you dryly reply. “It’s almost as if we’re in a relationship.”
Imayoshi can’t help but bark out a genuine laugh. You even managed to pick up some of his mannerisms so quickly.
“That’s an interesting proposal, (l/n),” he murmurs. “Should we try that?” You tut at him irritatedly as you tug your interlocked hands while speed-walking ahead.
“Hurry up, or I’ll consider breaking up with you right now.”
“Ah ha!~” he chuckles at your attitude. “How mean, (l/n)-san! Too bad that we both know that’s not going to happen anytime soon.”
For the sleepy/cozy prompts, could I ask for Thorin and 36. “This is embarrassing but I had a bad dream and back home when this happens I normally just crawl into bed with my mom or sister but since they’re not here anymore can I sleep with you?” 🌹
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You stood by the window of Beorn’s barn, looking out across the rolling hills. The moon was high in the sky, beaming its gentle rays down on the land below. The images of the bad dream you had just had still kept appearing suddenly in your mind, and for a second, you had to place your hand on to the window frame to steady yourself.
“Are you alright?” a deep, gentle voice came from behind you.
“Oh,” you said, turning on your heel. “Umm, yes....”
“Why are you up? We have to leave early in the morning and you need rest,” Thorin told you.
“I could ask you the same question,” you giggled.
“That is true,” Thorin chuckled. This was the first time you had ever heard him laugh or chuckle, and it was a beautiful sound. It lifted your heavy heart and you couldn’t help but smile. “You should smile more often. It suits you.”
“You are trying to distract me now,” Thorin said, his smile fading. “Why are you up?”
“This is embarrassing, but I had a bad dream,” you began. Then you turned your gaze towards Thorin. His fur pelt looked so warm and inviting. “Back home, I normally crawl into bed with my mom or my sister, but since they’re not here, can I sleep with you?”
May I ask for the scenario with Sebastian and his lover having a meaningful pillow talk in the night? Something etheral and melancholic for my hopelessly romantic soul, if you could. Thank you a lot ♥
oh man, I hope I captured this mood the right way! it’s something I’m very weak for myself
For a moment, SEBASTIAN thinks that (Name) may have fallen asleep. That’s something that often does happen with the two of them after sex; she cuddles up to him and simply closes her eyes. The next thing he knows, she’s giving off that easy, deep breathing that means she’s drifted off.
He concerns himself with staring out the window at the nearly-full moon and clouds passing by it. As he does, he strokes his lover’s hair, only all too happy to keep her comfortable. A part of him thinks he’s lucky to have her. Another part is haughty enough to think that she’s lucky to have him. Perhaps, he eventually decides, those statements aren’t mutually exclusive. They might both be lucky.
As a demon doesn’t technically require sleep, Sebastian is more than content to lie here all night, shifting his gaze between her and the night sky. That is, until his fingers pause, and he receives a syrupy, “Mmmh… why did you stop?”
He glances down with one eyebrow arched, clearly amused. “Feeling awfully entitled to my touch, aren’t we?”
“Please,” she laughs, “after what you just did to me, you should be happy I’m settling for you playing with my hair instead of asking for another go.”
The favor is returned with a low chuckle rumbling up from his chest. “Would you rather I just played with your hair, or would you like to go again?”
She offers a thoughtful hum in reply. “― No, I really like you stroking my hair after we make love.”
“‘Make love’ is an incredibly soft phrase for what we did tonight,” he smirks.
“Oh, hush.” (Name) presses herself against his side, twining one of her legs around one of his and slipping a hand under the blanket to lay on his bare chest. “You know, I do love you, though, Sebastian. Sometimes I wish you would sleep so I could be the one to watch you for a change.”
Sebastian resumes combing his fingers through her hair as he thinks about that. It makes him wonder if she might prefer someone human like she is, but then again, she did just say that she loved him, that she just wished he slept. If she would like someone human, she likely would have said she wished he were human. “Well, I could certainly try.”
“Noooo, you don’t have to.” Her fingers glide gently over his skin, rubbing back and forth between his pecs. “We could just talk.”
He gives a kiss to the top of her head. “Of course. I like talking to you. What’s on your mind?”
He can feel her shrug in his arms. “I mean… nothing much. I’ve just been thinking lately how much I love being here. How fortunate I am to be serving Ciel, able to spend so much time with you, and to have such good friends. There was a time I wasn’t sure I’d have any of this… and now I do.”
“I can’t say I don’t understand the feeling. To be honest, though it may not surprise you, there’s ― not much accounting for positive relationships among demons.” His fingers tangle up her hair, taking satisfaction in the way it curls around them before being allowed to fall back down. “You’re probably the first good thing I’ve ever had. The first good romance, anyway.”
“And the others?”
“There are certainly worse masters than Ciel, and I’ve served some of them,” he admits. “Mey Rin, Bard, and Finny… they’re not the best at their jobs, but overall they’re not so bad.”
“Mmh,” she sighs. Her eyes fall closed. “Soma and Agni?”
“They’re good people. You know,” he muses, “I’m still surprised Agni considers me a friend. In all my years, I don’t think I’ve ever truly had a friend.”
“Never?”
“Alliances, maybe, between other demons.” It’s his turn to shrug. “Tenuous at best, harmful at worst. But that’s how demons are.”
(Name) shifts around to rest her head on his collarbone. The look on her face, when he steals a glimpse down, is so blatant he can practically hear the gears turning in her mind. “What about your parents? Your mother and father? Surely demons have families.”
He has to smile at her innocence. She has such a big heart and such hope for the world; it’s a pity he has to shatter it with his honesty. “Not like humans do. I only ever knew my mother. And she… taught me everything I know, but I feel she would also be thoroughly disgusted with me for my current situation.”
His lover frowns a little, though to her credit, she doesn’t look broken up beyond belief. It’s almost as if she expected that answer. “That’s a bit sad.”
“Maybe. Again, it’s just how demons are. We’re often very solitary creatures who don’t have the same values as humans do. Very few of us understand the concept of morals as humans know them. We have our own sort of moral code, but it’s… different to humans’.” He wraps an arm around her, pulling her close. “I’m surprised I enjoy the company of humans as much as I’ve learned to. Mother would be disappointed.”
The way he says that makes (Name) think that his mother’s disappointment is something Sebastian revels in. It’s only because of such a tone that she snorts, though she instantly puts her hands over her face. “Sebastian!”
“What?” he murmurs as if he has no idea what he’s said that might earn himthat reaction. “It’s true. Besides, when I have you, what do I need anyone else for? The only one I might like other than you is Ciel, and that’s only because his soul is―”
“― Delicious, I know,” she groans. “Do we have to talk about that right now? No matter what you want him for, Ciel is my friend and master. I care about him.”
He leans down for a kiss, running his tongue lightly between her lips. “Yes, I know, my dear.” And he smiles against the edge of her mouth… a sure sign that he’s about to tease her. “You needn’t be jealous, you know. I harbor no feelings for the young master the way I do for you, and it’s not like your soul wouldn’t make a fine meal. It’s just that I would need quite a bitter wine to go with your soul; it’s far too sweet on its own.”
It’s a wonder she doesn’t shove him away, though she’s laughing at his remarks. Of course she isn’t the least bit jealous of Ciel ― she adores him, and he only wants Sebastian in the context of getting revenge, and Sebastian only wants him in the context of dinner. Adding in all the commentary about her soul being sweet? Oh, he’s terrible. “Sebastian!”
That he laughs at her while pulling her close suggests he knows exactly what he’s done wrong and simply doesn’t care. “Yes, my lady?”
“You are incorrigible.” She lavishes a string of kisses to his jaw before snuggling in tucked under it. “It’s good for you that I happen to like incorrigible.”
Both of them are quiet for a long minute, while she traces patterns on his chest and he twirls her hair around his fingers. Finally, she speaks up again, barely above a whisper: “Sebastian?”
“Yes?” He matches her volume almost effortlessly.
“… I said a moment ago that I love you. Do… you love me?”
More silence blankets the room. At long last, when Sebastian speaks, it’s slow and deliberate. “― As much as a demon can love anyone.”
(Name) tightens her grip on him. “And… how much is that?”
He can smell insecurity and curiosity a mile away, and so he holds her as close as he’s physically able to, and presses a kiss to her head that is both fierce and gentle, to reassure her.
“Quite a bit,” he whispers. “I have never been so happy to call someone mine.”
It's not a request per se, but since you're always portraying him so well I was wondering about your opinion on the subject... What do you think, how would Imayoshi handle receiving compliments? 🤔
It depends on who Imayoshi receives the compliments from, but the one thing in common in how he reacts is that he turns this into a way to get a reaction out of them. He knows they want SOME type of reaction out of him when they give compliments, whether it’s a good one, embarrassed one, or irritated. So, he likes to pull the “no you” Uno reverse card in getting back a reaction through various ways: deflecting it to another subject, agreeing with them and complimenting himself really dryly, or complimenting them back in such a way that they don’t know if it’s sarcastic or not.
If it’s from someone he’s close/cares about, they’re not exempt from his irritating quips LOL, and he’ll still do one of the above options at them. But his intentions would be slightly different in which he actually just wants to see them in a state of flusters in good-natured fun. However, when he does do the mentioned options, it’d be slightly different: when he deflects to a different subject, he slightly averts his gaze elsewhere before he returns it back to the person he’s speaking to; when he agrees and compliments himself to goad them, he keeps the self-complimenting to a minimum and a little more vague (“of course I’m intelligent” versus “I know my capacity for knowledge has been blessed by genetics, you don’t have to tell me something I already know~”); when he compliments them back it’s done with a more serious tone but there’s still a hint of sarcasm, but it’s more phrased in a way to show that he’s genuine.
The only time he’d ever be embarrassed or caught off guard is if the person he talks to/knows about subverts his expectations of them from how they’d normally behave/act. But once they catch him off guard, it wouldn’t happen again twice, because now he’ll be ready to expect a possibility of unpredictability from that same person. Think of Imayoshi going against perfect-copy Kise, zone-Kagami, and Kuroko’s Misdirection Overflow, all of these took him by surprise for the first time, but he immediately readjusts himself accordingly and is mentally prepared for such things from them in the future. Therefore, handling unexpected compliments is no exception for Imayoshi in how he usually adapts.
Good morning, hopefully I’m not too late to ask for a matchup!
Pronouns: she/her
Sexual orientation: 2D men ✌️😔
MBTI: INTJ (I checked which KNB characters have the same personality type and it turns out it’s fitting either for Akashi or Nash Gold Jr bYE)
Astrology sign: Aries
Hobbies: I’m a hobbyist writer but I’m also very passionate about collecting old stuff and antiques (especially photographs), books, art, anything old what touches ‘the soul’.
Skills: I suppose I’m good at my writing hobby, I can also paint a little with watercolor and I quickly learn new languages. I’m also good at remembering random facts.
Strengths: I consider myself a very brave person, strong-willed, highly compassionate and caring about everything and everyone. I’ll always help everyone in need, regardless of their intentions–that’s how I got robbed of a significant amount of money one day. I’m a very good listener and great at giving advices I personally don’t follow.
Weaknesses: Definitely caring about everything and everyone, I suffer for the everlasting existential crisis, constantly overthink and worry, and I tend to get stressed and anxious easily. Still, I’m highly competitive, stubborn, with a short temper and easily provoked, like a typical Aries. One of my biggest weaknesses is probably my resting bitch face, I look undescribably mean for the strangers.
Anything else: 100% introverted, I need to be left alone after some time of interacting with people, not to mention that I rarely ever speak unless I’m very comfortable around somebody. I have a strong intuition, can read between the lines easily, guess people’s emotions and detect lies in a blink of an eye (people may fool me but I kNOW when they’re doing it and still allow it because I’m a dumbass idiot). Due to the overthinking ability it’s hard to surprise me because whatever you’re planning to do, I’ve already thought about at least one hundred possibilities as such. Your plan B? I’ve thought about it too. I’m a hopeless romantic, I think about love all the time it’s not even funny anymore. You can be sure that if I spot a snail on the road I’ll stop to pick it up and place on the grass even if it means being late. I’m serious 90% of the time, you know, the kind of person who has a stick up their ass all the time.
Physique: I’m pretty average (5'6") when it comes to height, I’m very thin and so flat from every angle that if you put me on the water I’ll float like one of those foam boards for swimming. But not being fake humble, I have a pretty face with strong jawline, long dark hair and a whole bunch of tattoos–including a whole sleeve, some big ones on the other arm and legs. I also have some piercing.
It took me much longer to write it than I hoped for (but I had to overthink it lol). Whether I made it on time or not, I wish you a good day and a lot of motivation 😌
Originally I don’t speak English, I’m European and a Slav but don’t let it fool you–I have a very low alcohol tolerance and sometimes one beer is enough to get me wasted. Which I like to call being economical, duh. Still I’m always either sad or aggressive drunk so I’m no fun and that’s why I’m very reserved when it comes to partying. This and the fact that I can’t dance and don’t know how to chill out for a single second.
I really love snow and winter! Colder places are definitely my favourite, although I can enjoy all seasons. Maybe with a little bit less love for summer since I’m prone to sunburn and I can’t go out of the house without using the strongest baby sunscreen I could purchase, otherwise I’ll be all red and suffering. But I’m ready to risk it all if I can swim either in the pool or sea or lake, I enjoy it a lot and I’m quite a good swimmer.
I’m not really fond of horror movies; blood, gore and screams is a big 'no’ for me but I love some good psychological horror or thriller, the one which makes you stay awake at night and think over and over again about the plot twist. I’m a huge fan of Stephen King’s literature, after all. I’m also guilty of liking those Poetic Cinema movies with like two dialogue lines and neon lights 😔
My secret superpower is that I make no noise while walking and everyone is always startled because I just appear in one place or another without approaching. I try to step louder but it doesn’t help much so I tend to be called vampire because of 'looming’ inaudibly through the corridors. Speaking of which, I have slightly crooked teeth which give a little vampiric look; my friends consider it as cute, original and fitting so eventually I grow fond of it too.
I don’t think I have any particular complexes, everyone is different so no need to beat myself up because of that. Perhaps gaining some weight would help me look less like Jonny’s only friend from that Ed, Edd n Eddy cartoon but I can’t do much about it due to fast metabolism. Even though, I try to pay attention to what I eat because this fact itself doesn’t mean I should be eating whatever gets in my hands. I’m a vegetarian but I’m pretty chill about it and won’t lecture anyone unless asked to. Still, I’m literally the worst cook, I have no taste and zero creativity in the kitchen.
Listen, physically I’m hella w e a k, you can manhandle me all around. And it’s not because of the diet, I’ve always been like that, that’s why I do work out–so I can open jars by myself. I do yoga mostly so it’s not really strength enhancing but this is what relaxes me the most. I used to do martial arts too, kickboxing seemed the most fun!
I’d like to add a word or two about my collecting passion, since it truly gets me going. The oldest book I own comes from year 1787, I also have handwritten journal from 1904 and some other books with dedications or autographs–those are the most valuable for me because, you know, they still hold their previous owner’s signs. I like to take a peek into those people’s minds, not from the history books but from the point of everyday life and struggles. It can be surprising how similar we are. It’s a small collection because obviously I’m no millionaire so I just keep scrolling through the internet looking for some good opportunities to get another addition and not bankrupt while doing so. Flea markets, charity and vintage shops are where I’m myself the most, I easily get distracted for hours in places like this. Also bookstores! This is where my money goes; aside from surrounding myself with old stuff, I’m also actively enhancing my tiny library. It doesn’t mean I read that much, I just like to have them and my to-read list just keeps growing 🤡
Aside from winter when it’s really cold, I like to dress like a lady! I often wear dresses and longer skirts, heels, I wear red lipstick and do my hair. It’s only in my home where I look like a gremlin in leggins and sweaters, otherwise I pay a lot of attention to the way I look. Jewelry has to mach, perfumes too.
I try to appreciate all living creatures, even the ones like the mentioned snail or spiders. I never kill them but catch in the cup and take outside. I’m especially fond of snakes (🤡🤡🤡) though!
I’m really fucking terrible when it comes to sports, honestly, the only reason I managed to graduate PE in high school was because the teacher had mercy and allowed me to write an ESSAY BYEEE. I can’t do anything in groups (both in sport and in life), I’m weak and generally lack any skills on that field. But, as I said, I like doing yoga by myself, swimming, taking nice rides on the bike and recently I’ve grown fond of arching.
Tbh I don’t enjoy travelling a lot. I like it when I’m back home after travelling, then it’s perfect but the journey itself often stresses me a lot. Still, I love seeing new places, listening to people talk in different languages and getting to know their cultures. But I’m old-fashioned–spot me in the middle of London carrying a paper map with the places I want to visit signed with colourful pens. Every single thing has to be planned beforehand if I want to have a good time, spontaneity is terrifying.
I don’t really have any phobias, I don’t like the same stuff other people do, like loneliness or death of my closest ones but that would be it. Otherwise I’m rather brave and can handle a lot of things if necessary, especially if the person with me seems to be more scared, then I feel obligated to be the tough one and help them.
My instinct is to avoid conflict and my response is often simply ignoring it. I won’t be putting any sarcastic remarks if someone insults me, I’ll just stay quiet like🧍♀️And then regret not being well spoken earlier and think about it for the next 15 years. I’m definitely no silver-tongue and additionally I’m a terrible liar so in general, I’m BAD with words spoken and writing them is way easier for me. I’m generally awkward around people and I don’t mean it in cute way. I just don’t know what to say and I always think I’m making an idiot of myself. I try to be kind and nice hoping it’ll suffice ✌😔 But boi, can I be a mean bitch when I’m not in a mood or if my introvert battery is low, I aim to kill then and regret it afterwards 😶
Phew, I hope it’s not too much! Now I’m nervous it might be too much but in that case I apologize and feel free to ignore most of it. Otherwise, thank you again for letting me add something 😌❤
I AM SINCERELY SORRY IT TOOK THIS LONG, SCHOOL JUST KEPT PILING UP AND SO, I REALLY HOPE I DID THIS MATCHUP JUSTICE… I hope you’re doing great though narn! <3 without further ado…
Best Matchup. . .
Kuroko Tetsuya
this isn’t really too much of a surprise, considering that he is an INFJ that can easily compliment an INTJ like you
you two also have complimentary hobbies too!! Kuroko will GLADLY read anything you write, and as a sentimental person, he’s on board right away to help you collect photographs or any antiques that catch your eye
to be honest, you might influence him to take up your hobbies as his own, and he’d be SO, SO interested in learning about people from the past, in addition to learning about the people present around him
when he finds out what sort of things you managed to collect over the years, he gives you these “puppy eyes” (whatever that would entail for… Kuroko’s blank stares) in eyeing your collection and hoping you would allow him to thumb through the old journals, and he LOVES to have long, in-depth discussions with you in hypothesizing what sort of lives these past owners could have had
KUROKO IS PROBABLY JUST AS POOR AS YOU, but whatever money he can spare, he’d invite you to all the bookstores and markets he can think of to try to find a “jackpot” in any antiques… but when he finds out that you love bookstores to read as much as he does, he is OVER the moon (suddenly, he believes in soulmates after getting to know you)
WHAT I’M SAYING IS THAT HE IS ALSO A HOPELESS ROMANTIC LIKE YOU
SO ARE YOU JUST KUROKO??? he loves how you share the same values as he does, trying to care and help out anyone you can and giving everyone the benefit of the doubt… but uh… he’s probably the more likely one between the two of you who would hesitate to help those he’d sense with malicious intent
“Hey,” he would say, slightly pulling your arm towards himself as he addressed the said stranger. “Do you need something from (y/n)-san?” and after shooing the person away, he would turn back to look at you:
“(y/n)-san,” he would sigh, “you knew more than anyone else what they were trying to do with you.”
“But… well….”
“Well,” he would pat your head softly before smiling. “It’s okay… if you can’t bring yourself to turn them away, please let me know. I’ll always be by your side.”
but even though he genuinely meant what he said, when you told him how you got robbed of a shit ton of money because of the way you are, he had to subtly bite back a cheek to stop any signs of laughing
oh, but you knew he wanted to laugh
both of you are great listeners and give good advice to each other (though, Kuroko makes sure for you to follow your own advice LOL), and he finds your appreciation for living creatures SO PRECIOUS (he inwardly dies of wholesomeness when he sees you petting Nigou… and then the next moment you’re ushering out some bugs to the sidewalk)
when he first experienced your short temper, he was… surprised, but this isn’t a new thing for him to deal with (have you seen how he deals with Kagami??? I think he will know how to handle this side of you just fine)
ARE YOU JUST KUROKO PART 2?? both of you would have little cute games occasionally trying to “scare” the other with the silent walks and random appearances… sometimes Kuroko would suggest scaring others with the power you guys hold together, but you’d probably tell him that scaring others is the last thing you’d do
Kuroko likes to stare at you… a lot.
he finds your tattoos and strong facial features (with some striking piercings too!) so pretty to look at, and when you dress up sometimes, the air knocks out of him and his eyes shine a bit; you tend to have a HUGE presence in contrast to his low presence, so he’d sometimes wonders how he’d managed to be so lucky in meeting you
he’s quite entertained that everyone is so off-put by your resting bitch face, because he knows you so much more than your surface expression (and there’s a small part of him that feels smug happy that he knows how sweet you really are)
SO… ARE YOU KUROKO PART 3?? both of you would get manhandled so much by your respective friends, and these friends would wonder how you two haven’t become easy targets for any tempted criminals at the sidewalks yet… and in protest, both of you would insist that you work out PLENTY (which is the truth) but the genes aren’t helping either of you one bit
it’s comical to see the two of you dying on the track fields or anywhere you two are required to sprint… both of you damn near collapse together at the end of every single run
though, you have your own moments of amusement and concern when you learn that Kuroko cannot swim to save his LIFE… *cue you trying to desperately teach him so he doesn’t end up drowning in the future*
both of you avoid conflicts, and while that can lead to a very harmonious life together, it can be problematic if neither of you talk it out; though, if I’m being honest, Kuroko is very blunt when he really needs to be, so I don’t see communication as much of an issue
both of you are also introverts, so you two both give each other space during the appropriate times
and even more similarities, you’re both very serious people, so now both of you have sticks up your asses
he’d totally make idle, random compliments to your face
“(y/n)-san, you’re very beautiful.”
“?????? I am LITERALLY in my sweats, Tetsuya.”
“Well, I like seeing you in whatever you’re in. Every outfit you wear always highlights a different beauty you have.”
“What brought this on, anyways?”
and he’d probably give that small smile he’d always show and say: “Nothing.”
sometimes, you’d try to turn the tables on him by genuinely complimenting his bedhead, because let’s face it, it’s very cute
he may or may not try things to get you to smile so he can see your unique fangs
you’re not allowed to be in the kitchen… let’s leave the cooking to himself or Kagami… you and Riko can patiently wait in the living room together
Runner-Up Matchup. . .
Imayoshi Shoichi
okay, stop, before you clown me and my decision-making in why I picked him, I SWEAR LET ME EXPLAIN…
your physical appearances would definitely grab his attention
Oh? You look quite interesting… and what's this? You have quite a mean expression on your face…
*cue smirk*
TLDR; you look like the prime material for him to tease and get a reaction out of
BUT WHEN HE SAUNTERS OVER AND SAYS HIS THING TO PROVOKE YOU, YOU STAY ZIP-SILENT AND MOVE ON… and he’s caught off guard SO MUCH
he anticipated for you to respond to him, or at the VERY LEAST look pissed, but the fact that you tried to shuffle away in silence threw him in for a loop
INTJ x ENTJ shenanigans bring SUCH an interesting dynamic
meanwhile in your mind, you’re kicking yourself over for not having any comeback ready for him, and Imayoshi is just on your mind forever for the entire week, like you were SO PROVOKED BUT YOU JUST DIDN’T KNOW HOW TO RESPOND
you probably wouldn’t meet up with him again until one day a random guy tried to advertise a product to swindle you out of your money
here you were, knowing that he was probably scamming you, but a part of you believed that maybe he’s short on money or that he’s desperate to make a living...
“To think that you were actually a good girl type of pushover… my, my.”
Imayoshi’s presence alone would’ve made the scammer scram from your sight
you’d be just standing there like 🧍♀️ and he’s just raising brows at why you would let anyone walk over you like that
you awkwardly thanked him before leaving
it would probably take a few more “coincidental” meetups before you would try to initiate anything with Imayoshi… probably
and this one meetup would be the one to snowball your relationship:
you were at the local flea market, looking for any potential journals that would date back centuries (even if it’s super unlikely) when Imayoshi was also there (by actual coincidence this time) evaluating various fishing rods and other gear the seller was pitching to him
he would obviously notice you first; after all, who wouldn’t notice a woman with such a striking appearance of tattoos and piercings with the meanest face yet peacefully thumbing through various pages and sifting through countless books?
have I mentioned that his type of girl is a “kikubari (attentive/considerate/respectful) girl”?
😏
COUGH, that being said, Imayoshi does most of the relationship progress; he’s genuinely intrigued by you! even if the infuriating things he says don’t hint much initially…
but you’re equally sharp (or probably sharper), and pretty soon, you easily understand the real meanings of his “polite” snarks and one-liner comments… you would’ve probably ran from him if it weren’t for your strong intuition telling you that he’s not the bad person that he seems to be
if your idea of romance and love language is 24/7 teasing, then congrats, Imayoshi will fulfill your romantic hopes and fantasies to the fullest… 🤡
when you grow comfortable enough to talk to him about what’s on your mind, depending on how serious you are at the moment, he’s actually a VERY good listener and will shut up for once
when you overthink and worry, when you get stressed out and anxious, he’s always there at your beck and call, and he then runs through pragmatic solutions and advice to stop the source of worries/stress… and if he can’t do that, then he’ll be there by your side
but if you’re trying to lament about achieving your romantic fantasies and do all the cute stuff couples do, I sincerely apologize, but you’re never gonna hear the END OF HIM making fun of your “naive view” on romance
though, when you least expect it, he does unexpected acts of gentleman-like behavior JUST TO GET A REACTION FROM YOU and all with that small stupid smirk on his face that only you can see but no one else
so to everyone else, it looks like Imayoshi is the “total sweetheart,” but here you were standing there knowing better that Imayoshi has an ulterior motive that’s mostly harmless
shall I list all the possible things he’ll do to get under your skin?
the fact that you’re such a “serious” person already gives him SO MANY ideas in how to tease you and rile you up
when you stop randomly to try to save a snail or a bug, he threatens to “accidentally” step on them and go “oopsies” with his hands raised up (but when he knows you’re not looking, he keeps his eyes peeled for any more nearby critters to bring to safety)
when he learns how much of a lightweight you are, he MAY HAVE TRIED to get you drunk (within the safety of the house, of course) just to see how entertaining you can be as a drunk… he was NOT disappointed
when he learns of your great dislike of horror… oh boy. Oh boy. unless you tell him that your fears of blood, gore, and screams are very serious, he’s going to try to scare you by popping out of nowhere or roping you into watching these movies with bets and dares
that being said, he’d enjoy psychological horror with you VERY much… just two mind readers trying to process all those plot twists… though you inwardly groan when Imayoshi roasts + criticizes THE fuck out of bad psychological thrillers (whether it’s the books he ended up procuring with you in the bookstores or the movies he picked up)
when you unintentionally sneak up on him because of your quiet footsteps and tap on his shoulder, he’s always turning around and feigning being scared: hands up, eyebrows raised, and a weirdly-exaggerated, “ahhh, (y/n)-chan! you sure scared me!”
expect nicknames… always
you’re officially his little “vampire” (god, do you wanna punch him with the martial art skills you have or….?) and his “damsel in distress” (because you always end up in shady situations with your unconditional kindness and the fact that you’re physically weak, too)
but it’s Imayoshi’s duty to make sure NO ONE else gets to pick on you or makes you genuinely uncomfortable; he’s scaring them away without hesitation, no remorse
if you’re the angel in disguise, he’s pretty much the demon in disguise (I find this contrast very cute)
you show him how to be a lot more altruistic and that there’s some merits in being nice to people
god forbid you from the kitchen, he will NOT let you step ANYWHERE near the place… he’s already had trauma from Momoi’s inhumane cooking
he’s a very introverted extrovert, if you can understand what I’m saying; he has no problem interacting with others and speaking his mind, but he keeps to himself a lot, so whenever you need your personal space, say less, he’s already packing up to go fishing alone to leave you alone
he hates spontaneity as much as you do (it’s canon), so you won’t have any worries of being overwhelmed by sudden plans
though, I feel that even with your overthinking, Imayoshi is the ONLY one who can manage to surprise you (if he really tries); example: maybe he wants to do a small surprise gift (and maybe entertain your romantic views for once because he wants to see you happy, even if he finds this unbelievably sappy)
when you dress up, his heart races a bit faster (admitting that is a different story though), because then it reminds him of the contrast you have (with the tattoos and piercings and dark hair with your soft silhouette in dresses and skirts) that he knows other (judgmental) people would be scared of
“Well, you certainly look like a lady today, hmm?” he would crack open an eye before extending a hand (just to be a “gentleman”). “Hurry now, I hear that sunlight is horrible for creatures of the night. That wouldn’t be good for our cute little vampire here, am I right?”
this is why he’s an alternative matchup and not your best one… unless you can toughen yourself up to handle his little comments…
omg, dates where he’s fishing and you’re doing watercolor painting, and it’s just comfortable silence between the two of you >>>>
Alert! Honorable Mention!
Midorima Shintarou
him as an ISTP and you as an INTJ could be potential MBTI complements, but I chose him for an honorable mention because of what you wrote for your descriptions
it’ll be pretty difficult for him to open up to you at first, since he may be one of those people that are initially wary of you because of your outward appearances
it’s only after you lend him a hand in helping to find his missing lucky charm that he reluctantly accepts your help (R.I.P. Takao), and would eventually see just how… normal you were
you even reminded him of Kuroko… very much so
he’d actually be the most down to go to shops and markets with you, because while you’d be searching for any antiques and journals, he’s keeping his own eyes peeled open for any potential lucky items
a lot of the times, he gets you various antiques and figures under the guise of, “it’s your lucky item,” and you know he’s lying to save face and to not die of embarrassment
due to your overthinking + keen observation skills, you can read Midorima like an open book and know what he’s thinking 98% of the time
he’d be the most outwardly protective one out of all the matchups; he makes it very clear that he won’t let anyone try to mess with you with his scary, stoic aura
if we’re going to be honest, he finds your unconditional kindness really irritating, because he cannot wrap his head around why you would do this (and he thinks that not even Kuroko was kind to this extreme extent), but he knows that you’re not dense about it and that you really try not to let things happen the way they do
this man is just as old-fashioned as you LOL you think you’re the only one with a paper map and colorful pens to navigate?? this man would literally go out of his way to look for the town map board displays to figure out where he was going
there was one occasion where you showed him your mini-library collection and he’s in awe because your collection size rivaled his own lucky item hoardings:
“You… you had all of these stored?”
“Uh… yeah, they’re supposed to be on my ‘to-read’ list… but it keeps… growing…”
“And you’re still looking to buy more? Isn’t that wasteful, nanodayo?”
“I’ll read them all eventually!”
dates now include him insisting you two to sit together to read those books one by one to reduce that “to-read” list
both of you have the scariest resting bitch faces around, and Takao can’t HELP but tease the both of you how you both look so similar sometimes LOL
if I haven’t made it obvious before, Midorima’s love language is gift-giving, so even though he’d complain about you getting more books even though you’re never reading them, he’d still buy the books you want without you knowing… oh Midorima, you sweet man
especially in the colder seasons, he’ll gift you a wrapped box with the reddest cheeks and averted gaze and it’s either beautiful scarves or jewelry that are inside
he doesn’t mind when you save all those insects and stuff to keep them alive, but he’ll be staying away from you… he can’t handle them, his reasoning is that they bring terrible luck
don’t even THINK ABOUT BRINGING A SNAKE NEAR HIM, HE’LL FAINT
if he finds out how you got robbed of money before, he’s scolding you so much that you feel your ears might fall off, but he means well
“How the hell did this happen? You let the man steal your money?!”
welp, you two can be pretty stubborn and hot-headed, and without Takao to calm the both of you down, it can be challenging to see eye-to-eye sometimes
he’s always scared out of his wits when you approach to him out of seemingly nowhere
How would Thorin react if he found out that you were avoiding him because you considered him as really intimidating, especially since he's the king and you've never spoken to any before and didn't want to commit any faux pas?
I think this really depends on how much Thorin has noticed you and his thoughts towards you. If he doesn’t know you and isn’t interested in you, then I can’t see it really mattering to him that much. He may get a little irritated when he notices that you avoid him and he needs to talk to you about something, but other than that I can’t see him being that concerned about it.
Alternatively, if he’s shown an interest in you, then yes, he would be bothered by it. I can see him approaching you and asking why you avoid him as Thorin is very bold in that way. He will directly say what he thinks and ask questions if he has them. Thorin Oakenshield is not a Dwarf to mince his words or hide behind a facade.
If he found this out once you’d established a relationship, I think he would apologise to you. That wasn’t what he wanted you to think of him at all. However, you’d chuckle and shrug it off. “Well, I have you now, don’t I?” you’d whisper, bopping his nose with yours.
How would Thorin react if you accidentally fell asleep on his shoulder? The journey is so exhausting, after all, and you really wanted to listen to the stories said by the campfire but your eyelids were growing unbearably heavy...
Thorin wouldn’t know what to do at first and he’d be worried about waking you up. He’d tell everyone to quieten down as their begin getting louder. You need your sleep. And then as all the Dwarves scatter for their own sleep, Thorin very gently picks you up in his arms and takes you towards your turned out bed roll. You mumble a little and snuggle more towards his pelt, making Thorin smile.
As Thorin lowers you to the ground he can’t help but watch you for a moment. He places a blanket over you, which you clutch immediately and roll over. He thinks on how beautiful you look, and wonders what you dream of. Maybe, could it be? Really...is it him?
