𝕂𝕒𝕚𝕤𝕖𝕣 𝕒𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕕 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕔𝕣𝕦𝕤𝕙

Could I request 6 from the Christmas prompts for Kaoru?

A/N: I would also like to cuddle with Kaoru Hakaze

*ೃ༄ Kaoru Hakaze + 6: “Go to sleep, it’s Christmas soon.”

Oh, how easy it was to lose track of time while cuddling with your boyfriend. The two of you could lie there forever, talking about everything and nothing, close as can be. It was a long day for you both, spending most of your day at a Christmas Eve party packed full. When you’re in a place like Ensemble Square, that was really to be expected. You had fun, but it was nice to leave and relish in the peace and quiet again.

The only light came from the moon outside Kaoru’s window, providing just enough to let you see your boyfriends face. His eyes were shut, a relaxed smile on his face as he stroked lightly up and down your back. God, he really was handsome. You’d check the time if you weren’t so comfortable. For now, you’d just assume it was nearing midnight. You wanted to keep the conversation going, but your own body betrayed you, growing drowsy, words becoming incoherent.

Kaoru chuckled at your plight, shifting and gently pulling you onto his chest, guiding your head to rest in the nape of his neck. He kissed your cheek tenderly, bringing a hand up to lightly scratch at your scalp. “Shh… Go to sleep. It’ll be Christmas soon.” He mumbled, tired himself. You huffed at his words, though you knew he was right. You nuzzled into his warmth, letting your eyelids begin to drift. Truly, there was no place you’d rather be than here, resting in Kaoru’s arms.

bodies should never ever hurt when i’m trying to sleep. like girl literally just turn off. that’s enough

baked with love ! ₊˚⊹♡

cw : michael kaiser, established relationship, tooth rotting fluff, typos (probably)

you set down the ingredients you needed for your cookies on the counter as you heard footsteps nearing the kitchen.

“what are you doing?” kaiser asked as he attempted to fix his hair, you glanced over at him “i'm making cookies.” he tilted his head, “for me?” he smiled smugly.

“no.”

“so mean!”

you tried to stifle your giggles, getting a bowl from one of the cabinets for mixing. “i’ll only give you cookies if you help.” kaiser immediately coming up to you, “your wish is my command, m’lady.”

you gave him the bowl and pointed at the ingredients, “i need you to mix flour, baking powd-” getting interrupted cause of the flour that just got sprinkled all over your nose.

“dammit, i missed.”

you glared at him, “uh oh, i’ve angered the beast.” he added. putting some flour on your hand, you smeared it on both his cheeks. he gasped dramatically and stumbled back, “how could you do this to me?!?!” you burst out laughing.

“we didn’t even start making the cookies!”

“not my fault! plus you look so adorable with flour on your face.” kaiser replied.

you felt butterflies in your stomach, how does he manage to fluster you even though you've been dating for so long. you felt your face heating up, "you're so adorable" kaiser said as he pinched your cheeks like a grandmother would. "shut up" you said sheepishly, he chuckled at your flustered state.

the two of you continued baking again. engaging in banter with kaiser as you worked. it was going well, you only had to put the cookies in the oven. it was all going smoothly until you got a chocolate chip flung on your cheek.

"aaand he scores !! wooo !!" he cheered, "kaiser i am going to kill you one day, i swear" you said, making kaiser laugh.

"i'll be happy as long as it's you who's killing me."

"i don't think that'll be happening soon, what would i do without my prince charming?" you replied, pecking his lips.

"fair point" he grinned.

you put the cookies in the oven and set the timer, "what should we do as we wait?". "lets go watch a movie." he replied

"ooh! let's watch the menu, i've been wanting to watch it for awhile" you beamed.

"alright, may i offer you my hand in takingyoutothelivingroom" he said, being quick in the last part. you held his hand and giggled, "lead the way, my prince".

as you made yourselves comfortable on the couch, "kaiser?" you called. "hmm?" he replied, reaching for the remote.

"i love you."

his eyes widened and he blushed, "i love you too."

you admired him, making him look as red as a tomato. "god, stop being so cute, you're gonna make me explode" he said.

"my badd" you giggled.

The Sixth Eccentric | The Five Eccentrics x Reader (Platonic)

ohohoho officially breaking into ensemble stars territory now~ Inspired Eccentric Party Night!!, the song I've been listening to on repeat for an entire day 😌

Counting down the hours until you perform - and inevitably lose - against fine in front of all of Yumenosaki Academy, you take solace in knowing you're not alone. Genre: Bittersweet, Hurt/Comfort (?), Set During the War Word Count: 2k Warning: A little canon divergent? Probably OOC? Constructive criticism is always appreciated~

On the empty stage you went through your routine yet again. Drilling every movement of the limbs down into your DNA, your muscles already moving before you could consciously think of the next move. Your voice sounded otherworldly, as if it was no longer yours as it resounded off the walls and back to you. The music of the speakers couldn’t drown out your voice, no matter how loud you turned up the volume. You needed to be loud, you needed to make sure your voice would carry. You wanted to make sure everyone heard you, even if they hated you.

Even in your last stand.

You struck your final pose in time with the ending of the music. As the bass slowly faded into silence, in its place was slow applause. Squinting through the stage lights, you could make out a figure in the darkness of the audience seats. You couldn’t tell who they were, but since they weren’t booing at you, mocking you and telling you to not waste your breath, you figured they were friend rather than foe. Walking to the front of the stage, you sat down, letting your legs dangle over the stage as you grabbed a towel to wipe the sweat off your brow.

“Are you just going to stay in the darkness?” you asked the ominous figure.

“I’ve always preferred it over the light.”

“Rei,” your lips instinctively curved up. He walked closer to you, where the lights spilled off the stage and onto his features. “Back from your travels already?”

“I’d never miss a performance of yours,” he replied. “I’m surprised to see you practising here so late, though.”

“I want to do a performance I’m proud of,” you shrugged, words muffled as you let your towel drape over your face.

“Even though you know you’re going to lose.”

You peeked at Rei through the folds of your towel.

“I prefer not to think about that.”

Rei hummed in acknowledgement. Staying in comfortable silence, it was pleasantly disturbed as the door opened, Kanata trudging towards you, snacks and a large water bottle in hand.

“I heard you were practising, I thought you might like some refreshments, puka…” Kanata drawled as he placed the items in your lap.

“Thanks, Kanata,” you chuckled. “How are you holding up?”

“Even if everyone is against me, I have you… and I have the ocean, so I’ll be okay,” Kanata smiled fondly before it slowly turned upside down as he regarded you with sorrowful eyes. “But you… will you be okay?”

Tomorrow night will be the night your unit performs against fine for all of Yumenosaki Academy to see. It was the destiny Eichi Tenshouin thrust onto you once the Student Council labelled you as an ‘Eccentric’. Your destiny to be hated and humiliated by the whole student body, to be ‘executed’ in front of them all, much to their joy. You saw it with Shu, even Rei himself. And once you’re suitably shunned by the entire academy, Wataru will be following you. Speaking of which…

“My, Rei and Kanata, you are full of surprises!” Wataru exclaimed as he strolled into the theatre. “And here I was, thinking that I’d get to our dear (Y/N) first.”

Wataru turned to you with a pout. “Did I miss your final rehearsal? Do practise again, your performances are simply amazing!”

“Wait until tomorrow with all the lights and fancy costumes,” you chuckled.

“Ah, but the performance will be sullied by the audience,” Wataru tutted. “I want to see your performance with all its raw passion and wonderful oddities.”

“Oddities, eh?” You said quietly.

“I know, being thought of as odd leaves a rather sour taste in the mouth now, doesn’t it?” Rei sighed as he took a seat beside you.

“Yeah…” you looked down at the snacks in your lap. “Has anyone heard from Shu? I tried to get him out of his room but if even Mika can’t do that…”

“Ah, it’s safe to say that Shu will be needing a hiatus from this play,” Wataru frowned. “Such a performance as disastrous as his would have surely traumatised him.”

There was a sombre silence. You were there to watch Shu’s latest performance. Every move executed with pinpoint precision, every angle of every joint calculated and purposely done. Every note sung being more beautiful than the last until no notes could be heard. Until the audio system was cut off and Shu, along with his unit mates were left in silence. Until all that was left was shame, his mirage of perfection evaporating into thin air.

The thought of performing only for your own inevitable humiliation was no longer one you could handle. As your heart dropped, pounding in the depths of your stomach, your mouth felt dry but your arms felt too heavy to move to get the bottle lying on your lap. You had been harassed by the majority of students in Yumenosaki already with your title of Eccentric. Day in, day out was a new game of hide and seek where you prayed to never be found. You thought you could handle it, you figured you might as well humour fine and the Student Council in a final performance. But could you really?

The theatre doors burst open with a desperate call of your name. Your head snapped up.

“Natsume-”

“You don’t have to perform!” Natsume stated as he stormed down the theatre aisle with papers in hand. “I talked to Tsumugi. He said he could cancel your performance.”

“What?” Your eyes widened.

“Hm… the Student Council is hard to understand,” Kanata whispered.

Wataru laughed heartily. “The Student Council aren’t all monsters! And the most questionable one of them is focused on me. Do not fret, (Y/N), you are free to exit the stage.”

“Please,” Natsume insisted. "Just sign the papers."

He held the papers out to you expectantly. The golden opportunity to get out of the humiliation, to quietly leave your reputation as an Eccentric. And yet, as you looked into Natsume’s golden orbs, orbs that sparkled with determination, you couldn't bring yourself to relent. He didn't owe you anything, he went above and beyond to try and get your performance cancelled purely out of the bond you shared. And that strengthened your resolve more than anything.

With the tips of your fingers, you gently pushed the papers back to him, maintaining eye contact as his face fell.

“It’ll be alright,” your voice was quiet. “I have to do this. Not for the Student Council but for myself.”

Rei placed a reassuring hand on your shoulder as Kanata nodded in encouragement. But Natsume tensed, muscles so taut he was shaking.

“It’s not fair,” he muttered. “What did we do?”

“We were ourselves,” you stated simply.

Wataru clapped his hands to grab everyone’s attention. “Well, if that’s decided, I say you should rehearse once more, (Y/N)!”

“I’d like to see your song, puka puka,” Kanata chirped.

Rei hopped off of the stage as he and Wataru guided the others to take seats in the front row. Once everyone has settled, you let the music guide you once again. You had done the moves hundreds of times by now, yet you strived to make each performance unique. As your routine came to an end, the four students below you erupted into applause.

“Simply, amazing!” Wataru praised. His eyes were trained on you but he projected his voice. “You can come out now, Shu~”

You took a step back in surprise, the others stopped their applause and twisted in their seats to see Shu slowly walking towards you. His expression was blank, unreadable as his hands remained clasped together. He had applauded you as well.

“Any constructive criticism?” You asked. You tried to imitate his calm demeanour but you couldn't help but let a smile climb onto your face. Despite his skin losing its colour, eyebags heavy under his eyes, Shu was just as poised as ever.

“Your moves averaged forty-three milliseconds off the beat,” Shu stated. “Often times you were rushing, other times it was too slow. The performance was, frankly, chaotic.”

“I don’t even know why I asked,” you grumbled, rubbing the back of your neck.

“The performance was, also, yours,” he admitted. “It harnessed your strengths and minimised your weaknesses.”

“So you liked it?” you beamed. Shu cleared his throat with a light fist to his mouth.

“What I mean to say is, if one were to attend a performance of yours to see what made you unique… a routine like that would leave them satisfied.”

“He liked it,” Kanata cooed.

"I'm surprised to see you out of your room," you observed.

“You were there for me in my last performance,” Shu huffed as he adjusted his cravat. “I suppose it is only fair that I am there for yours.”

“Will you watch me perform tomorrow night?”

Shu hesitated for a moment before nodding.

“As much as I can’t bear to look at Tenshouin’s face, it would simply be wrong of me not to attend.”

“Thank you.”

Shu looked at you, blinking, as if he were a robot who had just malfunctioned. But he eventually sighed, smiling softly.

“I must ask,” Rei started. “How did you even manage to find people to perform with you?”

“If there’s one thing I learned from Eichi Tenshouin, it’s that money can get you anywhere,” you grimaced. “I paid a classmate to perform with me anonymously. I doubt he’s even learnt the choreo, though.”

You noticed Natsume’s balled up fists.

“I can perform with you.”

“No,” you said firmly, your gaze softening at you looked at him. “You’ve managed to get by this war relatively unscathed, I’m not letting anyone hurt you.”

“Then I’ll just wear a mask,” he retorted.

“I’m not willing to take that risk.”

“It’s not fair,” Natsume took a step away from you. Rei slowly rose from his seat, watching Natsume carefully as he regarded all of you with frantic eyes. “Where’s our happy ending? Why aren’t you fighting this cruel fate?”

“You can’t fight the tides,” Kanata said simply as he leaned to the side, resting his head on your shoulder as he yawned.

“Ah, my dear Natsume,” Wataru sighed as he put his hands on the younger’s shoulders. “You are mistaken. This isn’t the end of the play, merely the end of an act! Our happy end shall come one day, but only when a suitable complication has arisen for all of the main cast; a typical hero's journey. Our (Y/N) must perform, and then I must as well. Only then may we rise from the ashes.”

Natsume looked away, uncertain.

“Do you trust me?” Wataru asked, his voice soft. Natsume kept his gaze averted from Wataru but ended up meeting yours. You offered him a reassuring smile.

“Yes.”

“Excellent.”

“Let me help you all take your mind off these melancholy matters and off of tomorrow's performance,” Rei offered. “Shall we have dinner together? On me, of course.”

“Is that alright?” Natsume asked.

“Ah! Ever the charitable one!” Wataru clapped.

“Thank you, Rei,” Kanata smiled.

“What?” Shu asked, appalled. “Public areas are absolutely filthy, unkempt and-”

You shot him a glare.

“... tolerable. The offer is greatly appreciated.”

Natsume and Shu started to walk off, bickering as Kanata trailed behind. Rei and Wataru waited for you as you packed up, Rei watching the other three fondly.

"That's the one thing, isn't it?" Rei murmured.

"What?" You asked as you turned to him, bag zipped up and ready to go.

"The one thing we always had against Eichi Tenshouin, the Student Council, fine in general," Rei mused.

You followed Rei's gaze, Natsume and Kanata now laughing at an annoyed Shu. Your voice was quiet as you responded.

"We had each other."

"A wonderful premise for a tragicomedy," Wataru laughed heartily. "May it end well."

And so, the six of you left the theatre. You didn’t know back then it would be the last time all of you would be together on such good terms. The next act of this tragicomedy determined that the Eccentrics would go their separate ways, but no matter how you would individually rise from the ashes, you will always cherish the beautiful night before your downfall.

Ensemble Stars!! Masterlist

LIFE IS SO DRAMATIC!!

[ ibara saegusa x gn!reader — socmed au ]

04: because love melts easily

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A/N 𖦹 i almost forgot to update this actually… school is a pain in the ass..

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“teach me”

“no”

“why not?!”

“because i don’t want to”

sae stares blanky at your frustrated face (he thinks it’s cute but he’d rather be buried alive than to admit it out loud) through his phone screen. you were asking him to teach you some spanish just for funsies but sae being sae, he doesn’t want to cooperate

“then, let me at least hear you speak some sentences, please?” you try to bargain, pulling the puppy eyes on him. you’ve watched multiple clips of his interviews in the past where he spoke a little bit of spanish and you wanted to hear it when he’s talking to you.

to your surprise (not) sae just rolls his eyes as his response, earning a little huff from you

“you know what sae, nevermind” you say in defeat. putting your hands up in front of the camera to show that you’ve surrendered into trying to make sae say something in spanish. your attention is no longer at the stoic boy, but on twitter, tiktok, instagram, you name it, your attention was probably there. if he’s not gonna cooperate then fine. two can play this game

sae noticed that you suddenly went quiet on him. he calls out your name but you don’t budge. that only meant one thing. you were ignoring him.

you hear sae sigh at the other end. before you can ask him what his problem was, he clears his throat,

“te amo cada día más y te amare pase lo que pase”

you swear you felt like you just entered the gates of heaven with the way the words smoothly rolls out of his tongue like honey.

“happy now?” you can hear the bluntness in his voice. “and open your camera, tch” he clicks his tongue in annoyance. you hurriedly opened your camera once again to see sae’s face once again but with a faint blush on his cheeks. you instantly took a screenshot which sent a notification on sae’s end causing the latter to raise his brows in confusion.

“what’s with the big smile on your face?” sae asks, adjusting his pillow behind him, watching you smile like an idiot. (his idiot)

“because you spoke in spanish” you gush, smiling uncontrollably at your boyfriend. sae snickers before gazing at you lovingly.

“did you even understand what i just said?”

“nope, but i know it was probably something romantic” you wiggle your eyebrows at sae who only smiles at your reaction. you can see his whisker dimples poking through, a tell tale sign that he was genuinely smiling. a rare sight to see.

“so, are you gonna tell me what you just said?”

“no”

“sae!”

¡! ❝ REDAMANCY .. ❞

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warning(s) : cussing; “die”, “i hope u die”, “kys” & “whore” used once (1 time); murder implications twice (2 times)

╰┈➤ synopsis ❝after yumenosaki academy resident magician and eccentric sakasaki natsume asks you to “go out with him”, you immediately shut him down. so why is he dedicating a song to you at a switch concert? and why are people whispering about you being the cutest couple?❞

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WHAT’S THAT MELODY? #leo x reader smau

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chapter ii—suo~ you spoilsport!

notes!

reze txt im sooo unfunny sorry guys. hopefully this chapter was coherent (minus leo ofc). i swear leoy/n will meet soon. probably. again idfk where im going w this…

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HAPPY INCREDIBLY LATE VALENTINES!! 💛💛💛

you who is so dear

-> itoshi sae x gn!reader

[ synopsis. ] with so much on your plate, your health was the last thing on your mind. and even when you started feeling unwell, you decided to push through. however, your boyfriend wasn’t so okay with this problem solving method of yours

[ content warnings. ] none. (can you believe it??)

[ word count. ] to be counted

[ author’s note. ] (new layout!) wow. my first non-angst fic. this is such a huge milestone honestly :x this was also super self-indulgent. i’ve been getting sick a lot recently though it’s nothing unusual (i have a terrible immune system) so this just kinda made me feel better i suppose.

“i’m home!”

you groan a bit, both as a response to your boyfriend’s greeting and as something to convey your current state.

you can almost hear the furrow of his eyebrows when he speaks, “what’s wrong?”

you’re hyper focused on the laptop in front of you, and in the dim light, the white light spreads across your face, painting your face a sickly shade. you keep typing on the keyboard and hear the soft footsteps of your boyfriend approach you slowly. yet you still don’t turn around or pause the work on your hands.

sae stands beside you and leans down a bit to stare at your screen, only to find that you’ve been cranking out an incredibly long essay for class. the crease between his eyebrows deepens as he captures your hands that continued to dance across the keyboard in an attempt to stop you. however, you only whine and slip your hands out of his larger ones to continue typing.

sae obviously did not like this behavior of yours. he grabs the back of your laptop and closes it slowly, giving you a bit of time to react and pull your hands away. it was this motion that finally allowed him to see your beautiful, yet distraught features, as you look up at him.

“please, sae,” you softly groan, “i have to finish this.”

he ignores your comment, and the tension between his eyebrows doesn’t let up as he looks at you. “you don’t look well.”

you run a hand through your hair, “uh,” now that you have a bit of a breather, you realize that you were indeed not feeling that good, “maybe i don’t feel the best. but it’s not a big deal.”

he brings an arm up and presses the back of his hand against your forehead softly. you notice how concern and worry fill his eyes as he retracts his hand.

“you’re burning, y/n.”

you raise a hand of your own to confirm his words, and when your hand comes into contact with your forehead, your eyes widen in surprise.

“whoa. i am hot. i thought that warm feeling was just a headache. i didn’t expect it to be my actual body temperature.”

“i can’t believe you got sick again. you’re such a dumbass, you know? who gets sick every week?”

your figure grows impossibly smaller, sinking into the couch even more as you listen to him scold you. “me,” you respond quietly.

“yes, you. only someone as irresponsible as you,” sae stands straight and heads for the medicine cabinet, “have you been taking your pills?”

“what pills?”

you hear the irritation in his voice as he replies. he’s probably filled with annoyance right now. he always hated it when you don’t take care of yourself.

“what do you mean what pills?” sae scoffs, shocked that you don’t remember, “the supplements the doctor gave you last time. you know, to help with your immune system?”

“ohh…i don’t remember if i did, if i’m honest.”

you hear sae counting something in the back, probably trying to figure out if you have taken your pills or not. “well, you haven’t. you forgot two doses.”

he pours a glass of warm water and grabs your supplements. walking over to the cabinet, he reached for the bottle of fever medicine before walking back towards you. “i seriously don’t understand how you survived this long. with your character, i wouldn’t be surprised if you died three years ago.”

“hey, i take care of myself just fine.” sae gives you a pointed look and your confidence decreases a bit. “well, that’s why i have you,” you joke, hoping to soothe his irritation a bit. you look up at sae as he stands over you, giving him a loving smile.

he passes you the bottles of pills and you take them. he sets the glass of water on the table in front of you.

“you’re such a nuisance,” he responds. and although his words are harsh, you know he doesn’t mean it genuinely.

“oh, but you love me.”

a slight tint appears on the tips of his ears, and even though that’s enough to give him away, you still play ignorant when he opens his mouth to deny your statement.

“just eat your medicine,” sae responds. after he watches you down pills after pills, he grabs your laptop. “come on now, go to sleep. it’s late.”

“but i didn’t finish yet. this thing-”

“i’ll finish it for you. get your rest. it’s more important right now.”

“but-”

before you can finish your sentence, sae grabs your wrist before gently dragging you after him as he heads for your bedroom. as you trail behind him, you smell the clean scent of his soap and you automatically start feeling better already. after all, you’re in the company of someone who loves you so much.

sae ushers you into the comfort of your shared bed, and he proceeds to tuck you in. “i’ll work in bed right next to you, so you don’t have to worry. just go to sleep first. i’ll finish pretty quickly.”

he climbs into the bed next to you, and you move over a bit so you can lean into his body heat. he moves closer to you in response as well. he begins typing on your keyboard and speaks without breaking his focus. “your only job right now is to get better, okay? can’t have my s/o getting sick all the time, now, can i?”

you pull the blanket underneath your eyes and you stare at his profile. “i love you,” you say.

and even if you always wish for him to say it back, you know he wouldn’t. he’s just like that. he turns to look down at you and replies with his usual, “i know,” reaching a hand to comb through your hair. the corners of his lips tug up slightly, smiling at your confession as if it was the first.

you feel your eyes droop as they struggle to stay open. and eventually, you fall asleep to the sound of sae typing on the keyboard.

a sound that proves he loves you too.

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