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I wanted to request the four idiots (love them to death) in a poly with female reader who has no control over their facial expressions.
I mean won´t smile just for politeness and has the famous RBF (resting bitch face) pretty much all the time.
I seem to have this problem where people think I´m angry when I´m really just in default mode :,)
As always, you can ignore if you wish and I hope you have a great day and are healthy!
ps: i love your writting :)
Wrote a mix of general poly dating headcanons and more specific ones in accordance with the request. I think I definitely went off topic, but I hope it's to your liking!
Is it ok if I tag you if I use this prompt for a drabble/oneshot?
*resting bitch face | header by me, art from the manga | actually beta read!
Requested by @writtenmelody:
I wanted to request the four idiots (love them to death) in a poly with female reader who has no control over their facial expressions. I mean won´t smile just for politeness and has the famous RBF (resting bitch face) pretty much all the time.
A/N: Yeeee, my first Kengan Request (o´・∀・)o coming up with those fake headlines made me cringe (can you tell I hate celebrity culture? lol). Also HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY!
Warnings: Sexual implications (the word 'cucked' and 'harem' used once); mentions of nudes; mentioned misunderstanding of polyamory; mentions of absent parents; possibly OOC characters.
Words: 1505 overall, ~300 per sections
General:
SO many gym dates. It's a given, considering these guys' career choices, but it is one of the activities that they all like to do together.
Kaneda is usually the one to tell the others to rein it in a bit.
If you aren't a fighter or martial artist, they're insistent that you watch them train/spar (they want to show off). If you are a fighter, then they want you to spar with them (also to show off, but in a different way).
Other dates include karaoke and drinking—often together. Good luck when they get drunk; there are literally endless possibilities for how the night could end.
Movie marathons are also common, where each person gets to choose one movie (no vetoes).
There's some speculation as to the nature of your relationship within the Kengan Association. Lihito and Okubo are quick to clarify if asked, but Kaneda and Himuro are more private about the matter. Anywhere you fall on the spectrum works for them. The assumptions range from "She's quadruple-timing them, and those guys have no idea"/ "That woman has a harem of fighters" to "Kaneda just secretly has insane game, trust" and of course "Somebody's getting cucked. Not sure who, but it's one of them."
The group chat is quite chaotic. Okubo keeps sending fight highlights. Kaneda keeps doing this [link is to Pinterest post and shows a person replying to a serious message with the Let's Play 8 Ball! thing]. Himuro and Lihito keep sending nudes at inopportune times (you're the admin and have to keep deleting them).
Okubo Naoya:
When the well of insane things he says post-match or on talk shows temporarily runs dry, tabloid magazines and similar blogs like to pick at your relationship.
The clickbait varies from "Okubo Naoya Worst Boyfriend EVER: Look At Her Face!" / "Okubo Naoya's Girlfriend Is Way Out of His League" to "Naoya and his Girl: Couple Goals!"/ "Controversial MMA Star Appears Smitten in New Leaked Photos".
The articles themselves are filled with insane reaches and assumptions about your relationship (purely based on paparazzi photos, of course). Either you've 'got him on a leash', or he's 'so obviously love-bombing'.
He was holding you a bit too much while in the audience at a public match.
Oddly, the tabloids never mention your name, nor do they mention his relationship with the others.
Okubo is quite used to the guesswork that comes from being close to people who don't…wear their heart on their sleeve, so to speak.
He's learnt not to make assumptions, but when he does, he's often wrong. Will, however, ask you how you're feeling if he isn't certain.
In social situations, he finds himself trying to speak for you if he notices you might be struggling. He catches on to this habit and corrects it quickly enough. Ultimately, he does respect your independence.
His schedule is pretty busy, filled with public fights, training, and press appearances. He tries his best to make time for group dates, but most of the time has to call a rain check and reschedule or miss out and send gifts to apologise.
He can't pretend that he isn't sad if you don't laugh at the jokes he cracks sometimes, but when he does manage to make you laugh, he knows it was a good one.
Lihito:
Genuinely believe he would be the type to go "What's manlier than dating three other dudes?" he just has that energy. Also uses the term "boyfriend-in-law" to refer to the others occasionally (also might call you "girlfriend-in-law" from time to time as well).
Moving on—
We all know he's not the most observant person, so when it comes to what you're feeling, he's definitely going to need to be told directly. And repeatedly.
Always doing his best to get you to laugh. He's a jovial and care-free person in general, so he wants his girlfriend to be happy as well. Also very touchy, usually has an arm around your shoulder or waist. If you tell him to back off, he'll oblige, if with a little 'sad dog' aura about him.
If you don't get a joke (or, let's be honest, even if you do but don't show it), he'll explain it to you as best as he can—which is not very good. He is trying his best.
Absolutely tries to start fights with anyone who gives you trouble. At the slightest provocation, he will jump anyone, any time, any place. If they have a problem with your tone or expression, they can and will take it up with him.
He can be serious when he absolutely needs to, so if you need to have a serious conversation with him, he will listen. He doesn't really understand boundaries beyond a surface level, but he'll do his best to keep everyone comfortable.
Everyone he works with is sick and tired of hearing him brag about you guys.
Himuro Ryo:
Oh, dear.
A large part of Himuro's 'strategy' when it comes to interacting with others relies on reacting and adapting based on the reactions he gets. He can usually tell how well someone takes his advances (or threats) depending on their expression, body language, and tone. This, of course, immediately goes out the window when he talks to you.
It's almost freeing for him, in a way. He's a bit stiff in the beginning as he's used to putting on a bit of a performance with people, but the more time he spends around you, the more he 'opens up' so to speak.
He isn't someone who dwells on the past, though he does—on occasion—share parts of what life was like growing up on the Inside. He doesn't expect any big reactions from you; he's perfectly fine relying on your actions after the fact to determine how to go forward.
Himuro is quite a good listener. Usually, he's the one who sorts out any communication problems. With that being said, he himself has a hard time being completely open and honest with you all (due to a lingering fear of being seen as 'weak').
Also, like Okubo, fully willing to back you up. No, he doesn't care if your tone came across as 'rude', nor does he care that your expression made it seem like you were scolding someone; that isn't how you meant it, and the other person is going to have to take your word for it.
He's a bit more hesitant to speak about the nature of the relationship with others. This usually manifests as him being playfully vague, which often exacerbates the rumours going around. This isn't to say he isn't physically affectionate with everyone—because he is.
He's a bartender by trade, so if you're a drinker, then he's happy to make you whatever you want (in exchange for a kiss, of course).
Kaneda Suekichi:
He's definitely the initiator when it comes to affection. Unfortunately, despite the fact that he's a massive cuddler and wants to have group cuddle sessions, he also gets sweaty very fast. If you're willing to tough it out, he will be eternally grateful.
Kaneda has three older sisters, so he isn't the slightest bit embarrassed when it comes to things like periods.
Like Okubo, he often estimates what you're feeling regardless of your facial expression. Unlike Okubo, he is actually correct most of the time. For lack of less creepy terminology, he watches you a lot (though he would prefer the term 'observes'; really, he's just staring). He picks up on any subtle tells you might have—even ones you don't even know about.
He knows quite a bit about medications and injury treatment, so if you or any of the others are in rough shape, he'll usually be able to help. If you need to more serious treatment, he also knows of several good hospitals (he keeps a tierlist of them in his head).
Out of all of them, Kaneda is the most serious about the meeting of families. He understands that not everyone is on good terms with their parents, and that not everyone has them to begin with (the other members of the polycule being a prime example). That said, he'd really like to introduce you all to his siblings. Though for a while he does refrain from mentioning the romantic aspects, they are very understanding when he eventually explains it.
There are several boardgames banned from play. One being strip poker, mainly because instead of the intended outcome, it ended with everyone but him in their underwear. Another being three-person chess—no reason needed.
He's quite good at dealing with confrontation, so if there's ever an interpersonal issue that needs to be sorted out (without the use of violence), he's an incredibly reliable guy.
Teaches you how to play a lot of different boardgames, and he does actually manage to make the learning process fun. Though he can get a little strict about the rules. (Yes, he does argue about stacking plus cards during UNO, and yes, he does get outnumbered every time.)
Things that I used as inspiration: This type of Japanese magazine cover | These Kengan 4-komas |
Flufftober Day 20: Fake Relationship [Kaede Akiyama]
A/N: Wrote some of this with a milkshake voucher right on my desk, so that definitely influenced parts of this.
Tags that apply: fake dating but not really? ('free meal is a free meal' type of fake dating); first dates; fluff
Kaede looks a lot meaner than she actually is. She's more forgiving than people give her credit for, too, at least she is with you. The leniency she gives to you alone is enough to make those who know her gawk. It's almost embarrassing some days—how gently she treats you in comparison to others.
"You have to be joking." You are very much not.
The blonde glares at you from under her glasses, and then shifts her gaze to the piece of paper in your hands. 'Two For One Couple's Special!' It reads.
"Where did you even find that?" She asks.
"Magazine," comes your simple answer. She lets out a disgruntled sigh."I thought we could go together, for the discount, you know? I'll pay if you're worried about the cost."
She doesn't reprimand you, so you count the situation as a win.
"Well, if you're paying, then I guess there's no reason for me to say no," she clears her throat, "It's a date then." She pauses, before sputtering out clarifications about how it's 'not a date-date' and ultimately falls into a red-faced silence.
—
Despite the special discount, the café isn't all too busy. You wait outside, close enough that you can see people approaching the building, but simultaneously far enough that no workers think of inviting you inside. Kaede often seems the type to look good in whatever she wears, but in actuality, she's just picky when it comes to her clothes. You hear her healed boots before you see her come into view, and the rest of her outfit is just as casually chic. The tip of her nose—as well as the apples of her cheeks—is covered in a rosy pink, making her face look almost water coloured. It's very likely to be nothing more than a result of the cold weather, but the idea of her being shy is a cute one.
"I hope you remembered to bring that stupid thing," her tone is nowhere near as harsh as her words want to be.
"Of course I did," you respond playfully, "I'm not stupid."
The crimson that comes over her is most definitely not from the cold.
"I didn't say—whatever," she links her arm with yours, which does nothing to help her own flustered state and your nervous heart, "We should get going, I don't want to waste time on my day off."
You try to keep the conversation going as you two are being seated, "I know. We—um—work the same hours." The last sentence sounds more like a question than a statement.
Kaede awkwardly clears her throat.
The waiter leads you to an area near the window. Kaede takes a seat across from you, unlinking your arms in the process, but she quickly takes your hand in hers across the table. As you're left with the menus, you nervously glance between your connected hands and her face.
"Um—you know we don't have to act like a couple to get the discount, right?"
She huffs and looks down at the menu in front of her, but doesn't let go of your hand.
"I'd rather not do this sloppily. It'll save us both a lot of embarrassment down the line." Kaede seems to be trying to convince herself of this fact, as her palm begins to sweat. She only pulls away when the waiter approaches and asks for your orders, and you hand the waiter the coupon.
You discuss many things during the wait, mainly to do with the Kengan matches and the things Nogi expects from them.
"It's really difficult to schedule around," she complains. You'd never really thought about that part of it. You're under Kaede in the implied hierarchy of the Nogi Group— a personal assistant's personal assistant.
The waiter brings your food, with an additional surprise.
"Excuse me," Kaede speaks with the confidence she usually displays among the fighters, "We didn't order this."
"It's part of the discount," the man says with a practiced smile.
You look across at the large milkshake in the middle of the table and then at Kaede. Her face regains its red hue that had disappeared up until now. There are two straws that rest against either side of the glass, sticking out of the whipped cream on the top of the sugary drink.
"We don't—"
"It's fine," she interrupts despite the flush in her cheeks and crack in her voice.
She leans forward and begins to drink. You wait until she's done before you go in for a sip of your own. It's your favourite flavour, and it isn't mixed so thick that it's difficult to get it up the straw.
"So," you begin, "What do you think of the food here?" She'd been taking bites of food in between sips of the milkshake.
"It's nice," she clears her throat, "I've never been here, so, thank you—I guess—for introducing me."
A warm feeling settles in your chest. It feels good to know that someone you know enjoys the same things you do.
The rest of the meal passes quickly, with your conversation occasionally interrupted by distractions from the café's TV.
As you walk through the door into the cold outside, she grabs your hand again, and warmth covers your palm. "I'll walk you home," she spits out quickly, like she's trying to get the words out before she has time enough to second-guess herself.
"Oh—thanks," her definitive tone doesn't give you much room for a response. "You don't have to walk with me. I'm sure I'll be fine on my own."
"I insist," her tone is firm, but her grip on your hand is still soft, "It's common courtesy."
So you let her walk you home. It isn't much of a walk in actuality—you spend most of the time sitting on the train, knees brushing against each other.
Outside your humble house, she places a quick kiss on your cheek.
"B-bye then. I'll see you at work!" She bashfully turns around and speeds back towards the train station.
I have this idea that I really want to write/experiment with [if I ever get the motivation] about Kazuo presenting as a father figure to the reader-insert character in a Kegan x reader fic and it has manifested as these shitty MS Paint memes
The myth of "consensual" dating:
Kazuo is gathering all of his confidence for this btw wish him luck
