an: IM SUCH A LAZY ASS OMD, THIS POOR THING WAS SITTING IN MY DRAFTS FOR SO LONG NOW💔🥀
♡ my baby is trying his best to be the best boyfriend!!
♡ like Makoto, he will take you on café dates and DEFINITELY buy you flowers or chocolates. (he lowk just asked google on what to do with girlfriends/boyfriends😭)
♡ sometimes he wont interact with you or talk to you due to his job as a hall monitor. But man oh man will he apologize multiple times when he gets the chance to!
"[name]! I am deeply sorry for not acknowledging you earlier!"
him n his apologetic ass🥹
♡ super easily flustered, for sure!!
♡ compliment him on his cleanliness? Hes gonna become a stuttering red mess.
♡ GUARANTEED tutoring lessons! Especially if your struggling in classes.
♡ he loves it when you gift him notes where you pour your heart out!!!
"How thoughtful of them!"
(n then that one sprite of him where his hands are extended and he's smiling like a sweet 5 year old guy🤤)
♡ Mondo is definitely gon' tease ya both, and Taka gets super flustered from it. He's prob gonna say sum'n like 'dude, stop.' but in his professional little way.
"Mondo! That is extremely inappropriate! Please, stop!"
♡ remember that sauna scene between Taka and Mondo?? Yeah, that one?? Your gonna be the witness. Even if Makoto did come, theyre both gonna be draggin you there.
♡ please dont unbutton your polo around him, even if it is just halfway, bcuz oh my GOSH hes gonna faint from just seein ya.
♡ he really appreciates 'formal' kisses! — ... or whatever those mean.
♡ PLEAAASSEE INTRODUCE HIM INTO NEW STUFF! Hes gonna be jumping up and down happily like a toddler who just got a lollipop!!
♡ hes fascinated by the simplest of things! Even just pouring the milk into cereal without spilling it!
♡ egg lover🤤
♡ seriously dont be suggestive with him, dont even joke lad😭
♡ he cant handle it, hes gonna panic frfr‼‼
"W-what does that mean...?! A-a-are you trying to seduce me?!"
♡ he isnt gonna 'protect you' from anyone, just defend you.
♡ bro is literally the definition of Gentle Giant😭
♡ dude is so scared to accidentally hurt you, so whenever he feels like he applies too much pressure while helping you out, hes gonna ask if your ok like the fine gentleman he is.
"Oi, [name]. I didnt hurt ya.. did I?"
♡ he gets mad so easily its lowk kinda funny. Even if someone looks at you wrong, hes gonna be standing in front of you protectively, cracking his knuckles while threatening... whoever looked at you like you had grown three heads.
"You got a problem, punk?!"
♡ my guy is a tsundere around you, i think we ALL know that.
♡ if he spots you shivering, hes gonna rip off his jacket and shove it in your hands (not too aggressively) or sling it around your shoulders while INSISTING he doesnt need it.
"J-just take the fuckin' jacket! I dont need it anyway!"
♡ PICNIC DATES FROM HIMM🥹❤ i totally see him taking you to a nearby park, and help you set down the food you two made together!!
♡ like Makoto, bro is gonna 'protect you' from Byakuya, idk man i just feel like thats so him😭
♡ he loves it when you nuzzle into his chest or smth when yall are alone.
♡ he WILL let you mess up his hair, he'll even encourage you to do it sometimes when he notices somethings wrong with ya!!
♡ ouu shi, he loves to take you on motorcycle rides and feeling your hands around his waist!
♡ if yall are going to a theme park/carnival or whatever, expect him to try and win you some prizes in the games.
♡ your gonna be walking home full-handed with plushes that he won for you.
♡ Leon is gonna tease you two all night long, causing you and Mondo to prank him while giggling like a bunch of little kids.
bro i LOVE writing for Mondo
thanks to the sweet person that asked me to remind them when this comes out!!
it was like 10pm while writing this, Drain You on full blast🤤
♡ IN the killing game, he would most likely 'protect you' or whatever from Mondo.. And Byakuya.
♡ he would let you hang out in his dorm time to time!! but sometimes, my boy gotta to rest on his own, so hes gonna ask you to leave/not come in the most POLITEST way possible.
"U-uh.. [name]? Can you.. go? I-Its not like I dont want you here! I-I just need some alone time!.. Thats all! I enjoy having you over! I do!"
(rate my Makoto impression 😼)
♡ trust me with this twin, he WILL buy you flowers and chocolates!! he'll also take you on dates in cafés!! (recommended by Hina)
♡ while on dates, Big Mac finna be the MOST flustered and shy person, while still tryna look good and presentable.
"Y-you look.. nice, [name]."
♡ Hina will tease the both of you whenever she gets the chance to! you can NEVER escape the donut queen.. 😈😈
♡ ok, but hear me out.. Kyoko would help Hina (along with Komaru ofc) make banners sayin something like "WELCOME BACK LOVEBIRDS!" covered in glitter, and show it to the both of you when yall come back from a trip together or smth.
♡ cuddly. Thats literally him. Cuddly. He LOVES it when you scratch his head, pat it, or just hug him in general.
♡ my dude does NOT like it when you get a little bit TOO comfortable with other people, like.. sharing clothes with them, shoes, somethin like that. so hes prob gonna text you sayin:
"hey dear! how r u? ☺ so uh.. you know your friend, right? the yakuza one with golden hair and golden eyes? could you maybe tell him to... back off? im sorry if that sounds too possessive!"
then just send crying or 'worried-looking' emojis afterwards lol.
♡ mm.. kisses.. 🤤 He loves them too!! Especially on the cheek, or hand!
♡ DUUDE, DONT TEXT HIM SOMETHING LIKE: "hey, miss you.. and your lips." YOU FINNA TURN HIM INTO THE NEXT BLOOD MOON BCUZ OF HOW RED HE IS😭😭
this sucks ass ngl — ngh..! nngh.. ~ s-so close..! mmh.. k-keep going.. ~!
hi! its my second time requesting, so sorry if its crappy! ive noticed your new here, and i really enjoyed your mondo hcs! and i also saw your doing fuyuhiko dating hcs too!! i was wondering if you could do a fuyuhiko x fem!quiet!reader? i would love that! :)
🗡💕 | Flustered Yakuza ~ Kuzuryu Fuyuhiko
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Fuyuhiko Kuzuryu x fem!quiet!reader
an: omgjskssgsjk tysm for requesting, anon!! its not crappy, dont worry!! bru, i cant believe im gettin requests when i only started writing on here a few days ago!(´^ω^`) (also thanks for giving baby gangsta some recognition😼)
ft. Peko Pekoyama (as the Wingwoman)
red text – Peko
orange text – Fuyuhiko
pink text – reader
Fuyuhiko has never felt this way about anyone. Nobody at all. He though love was 'overrated'. He never thought he would find himself falling for one of the most quiet and contained person on Jabberwock Island.
At first, he couldn't believe it. Just thinking about you made his face turn into a light shade of pink. He tried his best to hide it, to keep up his usual foul-mouthed intimidating self.
But someone noticed. Who was that someone you ask? Well, no other than The Ultimate Swordswoman, Peko Pekoyama.
She was basically a translater for you.
Like.. this one time where he gave you food and said:
"Tch.. It was just an extra. Dont get used to it. Its not 'sweet' or whatever."
"He means to say he got it for you, he noticed you didnt eat this morning."
Peko simply stated from behind him.
Fuyuhiko would then turn a deep shade of red and shoot her a warning glare.
This started happening more often, except it was Peko giving you the food.
"[name], Young Master asked me to deliver this to you."
You would nod your head or mutter a simple "Thank you." before taking it.
FAST FORWARD TO TODAY!
Everything was normal — Hiyoko teasing Mikan, Kazuichi swooning over Sonia, Akane 'training' with Nekomaru.. Nothing too out of the ordinary.
Since it was so peaceful, Fuyuhiko was planning to confess to you today. Wow, that sounds wrong because its Fuyuhiko.
He was practicing and rehearsing in front of his mirror, Peko right behind him.
"Peko.. Do I look okay? Is my suit tidy?"
"Yes, Young Master. You look fine."
She paused for a moment before adding:
"[name] also asked me to give you this."
She pulled out a neatly folded paper from her pocket, handing it to him.
Inside the note, there was elegant cursive handwriting.
"Meet me at Titty Typhoon. – [name]".
"Wh-what...?!"
Fuyuhiko almost bumped into the mirror as he read it.
"Now my whole plan is fucked up!"
"Not entirely. Who knows, she might confess to you too."
"P-Peko!–"
She cut him off.
"You will never know."
Fuyuhiko found him dragging himself to Titty Typhoon, like his feet had a mind of their own.
There you were, sitting on one of the chairs. To him, you looked like a goddess. The most beautiful person alive.
Fuyuhiko immediately turned a bright red and started stuttering mess while fidgeting with his collar.
Peko took a step forward and bowed slightly.
"Good afternoon, [name]. Fuyuhiko missed you."
"P-PEKO! WHAT THE FUCK'RE YOU DOING?!"
The red-faced Yakuza mouthed to her, but she ignored it. Obviously.
Peko gestured for him to come closer with her hands, and yet again, Fuyuhiko's feet were dragging him over to you.
"H-hey.."
"Hello, Fuyuhiko."
"L-listen.. Im not good with these fuckin' emotions.. alright?!..."
He sighed, running a hand through his golden buzz cut.
"I.. I like you. Like a shit ton, okay...?!"
You turned red, matching Peko's eyes but stayed contained.
"You're brave for saying that."
"S-so..?!"
"Fuyuhiko."
"W-what?!..."
KISS!
Fuyuhiko turned even redder — if that was possible — as your lips met his.
"M-mh..?!"
He muttered against your lips, yet he made no real move to go away.
Once you pulled back, Peko simply gave Fuyuhiko an 'I told you so.' look while smirking slightly.
WOOHOO HAPPY ENDING!!
again, thanks so much for requesting! it was getting rlly late so i had to cut this one short.
Im gonna LICCKKK YOU /POS expect me to be a regular here cuz you're cool asf and i love your writing 🥹🥹🥹
WAITER WAITER! GET ME SOME MORE RYOMA HOSHI PLEASE! /silly
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🎾🐱🩷 | Our Time ~ Hoshi Ryoma
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Ryoma x fem!reader
an: EY WHAT 😨 —hi again!! (´-ω-`) i really appreciate you requesting daily, and uuh.. when i write for Ryoma its pretty long bcuz im lowk scared to mis characterize him😓 ahem.. er.. kitty mention
the alleyway behind the school gym was usually completely deserted by 6:00 PM, which was exactly why you walked through it. But tonight, you weren't alone.
crouched beside a stack of old wooden pallets was a familiar, small figure in a leather jacket. Ryoma was on his knees in the dirt, his deep voice reduced to a surprisingly soft, gravelly murmur as he held out a tiny piece of dried fish.
"There you go, little miss," he muttered, his thumb gently stroking the ears of a scrawny, patched-up calico cat. "You're a survivor, aren't you? Living off scraps... heh. I know the feeling."
you stepped forward, a stray twig snapping loudly under your sneaker. Ryoma froze instantly. In a flash, his soft expression vanished, his shoulders tensing up as he stood straight up and shoved his hands deep into his pockets. He pulled his beanie down over his eyes, refusing to look at you as the stray cat scurried under the pallets.
"You shouldn't be sneaking up on a convict like that, miss," Ryoma mumbled softly, his voice dropping back down to its usual heavy, tired weight. "A naive kid like you could get hurt. You've still got a ways to go."
"I wasn't sneaking," you replied, walking closer until you were standing just a foot away from him. "I just didn't expect the Ultimate Tennis Pro to be a total softie for stray cats."
a faint, deep red immediately dusted the tips of his ears, though his face remained hidden beneath his hat. He let out a low, humorless huff, kicking a loose pebble with the toe of his shoe. "Softie? Don't misunderstand. That cat and I are the same. We're both discarded things that belong in the dark. A bright, normal girl like you shouldn't be wasting her breath on either of us."
instead of backing away from his warning, you dropped to your knees right where he had been standing, looking under the pallets. "Then I guess I'll just sit in the dark with you guys," you said softly, looking back up at him with a fearless, stubborn smile. "The cat doesn't seem to mind your shadow. And neither do I."
Ryoma's breath caught in his throat, his fingers twitching inside his jacket pockets. He stared down at you, completely disarmed by how effortlessly a normal girl could shatter his defenses.
Slowly, he reached up, yanking the brim of his beanie straight down over his nose to hide the massive blush spreading across his cheeks. "Do whatever you want," he muttered into his collar, his voice a rough, breathless whisper. "But don't blame me if you get your hands dirty."
ok so uuh.. i had no ideas so i inspired it on my other work bru🥹
im dead serious he is super fun to write, no joke lad
OH HELP. RYOMA HOSHI FROM DRV3 .. sorry i just relogged into this account j didn't get the notification for your post
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🎾💓 | Between Us ~ Hoshi Ryoma
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Ryoma x fem!reader
an: LMAOO ITS ALL FINE, I WAS ACTUALLY WRITING DOWN THE DRAFT ALREADY BUT I REMEMBERED THERES TWO RYOMAS, I JUST NEEDED TO MAKE SURE😭😭
ps: i lowk gave up halfway through, can ya tell?? sorry my bro😞
the steady hum of rain hitting the concrete porch was the only sound cutting through the afternoon quiet. Ryoma sat on the edge of the stone bench, the collar of his leather jacket flipped up against the chill as he mindlessly spun an unlit candy cigarette between his fingers. He didn't look up when footsteps approached, already knowing who they belonged to.
"You're gonna catch a cold standing out here, miss," Ryoma rumbled, his deep voice carrying a heavy, tired weight that felt far too big for his small frame.
You didn't leave. Instead, you just sat down on the bench right next to him, offering a quiet shrug as you pulled one side of your wired earphones out. "It's peaceful out here. Plus, you looked lonely."
he let out a low, humorless huff, finallytilting his head up just enough for the brim of his beanie to clear his eyes. "Lonely? Heh. A guy like me is used to the dark. You're a naive kid if you think a convicted felon needs company. You've still got a ways to go."
"Maybe," you replied softly, leaning in just a fraction closer. "But I'm staying anyway."
For a long moment, he didn't say a word. He just stared at the rain, his thumb tracing the edge of his candy cigarette. But he didn't move away from you, either. Slowly, almost imperceptibly, he reached up and yanked the edge of his beanie straight down over his eyes, completely hiding his face from view.
"Do whatever you want," he muttered into his collar, his voice a quiet, gravelly whisper. But beneath the dark fabric of his hat, a faint, light pink warmth was spreading across his cheeks—a tiny crack in the armor of a man who had forgotten what it felt like to have someone choose to stay.
he kept his gaze locked onto the gray horizon, refusing to look at you, but he didn't pull away when your shoulder lightly brushed against his leather jacket.
Instead, he reached into his pocket, pulled out a fresh candy cigarette, and popped it between his lips with a quiet sigh. "You’re a stubborn one, miss. Most people look at these prison rags and run the other way. I’ve got blood on these hands, and a shadow like me doesn't bringbanything but trouble."
you didn't flinch. Instead, you reached down, gently took the unlit candy cigarette right out of his mouth, and held it up between your fingers. "Then it's a good thing I'm not most people," you murmured, offering him a small, fearless smile that threatened to crack his heavy defense armor. "And you aren't a shadow to me, Ryoma. You're just you."
The sudden use of his first name made him freeze entirely, his breath catching in his throat. For a guy who had resigned himself to a death sentence, having someone look at him with so much warmth felt like a shock to his entire system. His fingers twitched against his knees, completely unsure of how to handle a normal girl treating him like he actually mattered.
the silence between you stretched, heavy and thick with the sound of the downpour.
Ryoma still had his beanie pulled down, but he hadn't moved an inch away. The warmth radiating from his shoulder through his leather jacket was the only thing keeping the damp chill at bay.
"You're reckless, miss," he finally grumbled, his deep voice muffled by his collar. "Taking things right out of a felon's mouth... you don't have a single drop of fear in you, do you?"
instead of answering, you shifted on the stone bench, turning your body fully toward him.
Slowly, deliberately, you reached out and gently placed your hand right over his twitching fingers resting on his knee.
His hand was rough, scarred from years of gripping a tennis racket and surviving death row, and it instantly froze solid beneath your touch.
"I told you, I'm not scared of you," you said softly, your thumb tracing a gentle, slow circle against the back of his hand.
a low, sharp breath hitched in Ryoma's chest. He didn't pull his hand away. Slowly, he tilted his head back up, yanking his beanie just high enough for his dark, wide eyes to lock onto yours.
the tough-guy facade was completely gone, replaced by a raw, flustered panic that made his chest rise and fall rapidly. He looked entirely overwhelmed by how close you were, his grip tightening instinctively against your palm as if he were a drowning man finally catching a breath of air.
"You really... have a ways to go," he whispered, his gravelly voice dropping to a rough, breathless undertone that sent a shiver straight down your spine. "If you keep looking at me like that... I might actually start believing I'm allowed to hold onto you."
