Some Drawings I Made For Tomuras Birthday ☺️☺️ Happy Birthday Princess ❤️‍🩹

mutuals i am politely asking you what color i remind you of

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remembering that tomura was just a 21 year old kid with a strong sense of justice who loved gaming and hanging out with his friends 🚬🚬🚬

omg i neeed him baadd 😮‍💨

𝜗𝜚˚⋆ thoughts on roommate!touya

synopsis: collection of thoughts about what it would be like to live with touya kinda suggestive at the end

✩ roommate!touya, who’s in and out of your shared apartment more than anything. he comes and goes without warning and at the most random times. you know for a fact, that he has a job, but you could never guess what it was, based on his daily schedule, that seemed to be ever-changing.

✩ roommate!touya who is so freakishly quiet, that you never know if he’s home or not, if you don’t immediately see him or his beat up combat boots, that he likes to leave in the entry way. once he figures out, that you startle pretty easy, he makes it a game to catch you off guard when you are home. he will watch you prepare food in the kitchen or clean up in the living room with your music on full blast and sneak up behind you. he will just stand about a foot behind you and wait for you to notice, laughing his ass off when you shriek and jump back – the look of absolute bewilderment on your face is just oh so delicious to him.

✩ roommate!touya who is also just so observant, that you wonder sometimes, whether he does it professionally. he doesn’t even do it on purpose, really, but he very quickly notices things about you – little quirks and habits. like how you always make coffee in the morning before brushing your teeth, because the toothpaste makes the coffee taste weird. or how you always need to find the perfect song to reflect your current mood before starting your chores.

✩ roommate!touya who is so observant, that he will replace the things you are out of before you even notice that you had run out. it doesn’t matter if it’s food for the both of you, or your favourite snacks, that you had eaten the last of the night prior. he will just restock without a word and just claim, that it was on the way, whenever you question him about it.

✩ roommate!touya who will randomly linger around you doing nothing, when you watch your show in the living room. he will just lounge next to you, without as much as a sound. his presence is pretty hard to ignore. he is tall with pitch black hair, tattoos and piercings, but you don’t mind it. his presence quickly became a comfort to you and you wouldn’t admit it, but it’s missed whenever he’s out at night. 

✩ roommate!touya who you’re pretty sure could not care less about you, except every now and then he will show affection in the strangest ways. he will never outright tell you or do anything to show you, that he cares about you, but he just leaves random things around for you every now and then. basically like a cat bringing their favourite person things to show they care about them. if you’re having a bad day, he will put your favourite chocolates in your bedside table, so you’ll find them, when you pull out your phone charger to rot in bed. or when he knows you had a busy work day and hadn’t gotten to eat yet, you will always, without fail, find your favourite door dash order in the fridge. whenever you call him out on it, he will just shrug and make up some kind of excuse like „chocolate was on sale at the store.“ or „ordered it for me, but i’m not really hungry right now.“ you don’t press any further and yet you can’t help, but blush at the thought of him doing these little things for you. 

✩ roommate!touya who isn’t very social and always keeps to himself when you have company over, he will show his face once or twice in the living room, but usually stays within the confines of his own room. he barely had people over and if he does, it’s the same two guys. they stay in his room, only coming out to greet the door dash delivery person at the door. 

✩ roommate!touya who will always, without fail, order something for you too. it doesn’t matter, if he’s ordering for himself or for him and his friends – you will always be factored in. you could be in the kitchen cooking yourself dinner, but if him and his two friends feel like ordering pizza, he will order you one, because he knows if you don’t feel like eating it then, you will be happy not to have to cook lunch the next day. he will however deny it, whenever you mention it and claim, that they just ordered too much and that you could just have the leftovers, if you wanted.

✩ roommate!touya who doesn’t talk much about himself – he doesn’t talk much at all, to be honest. but he will randomly drop lore, without warning. like, you would just be in the kitchen one morning and he comes in with his pants a little lower than usual. he absentmindedly hikes up his shirt to dry off any excess water from his face, that he just washed and you see it. a new tattoo right next to his very defined v-line. you don’t have to say anything, he’s already noticed your eyes wandering to his exposed skin. roommate!touya who just grins at you, running a finger along the fresh ink. 

„you want one?“  a startled „huh“ is all you manage in response. he laughs, looking back at you staring; eyes wide and mouth agape. „yea, i have a tattoo gun in my room.“ he explains. like it’s not brand-new information, that your roommate apparently owns a tattoo gun.

and that’s how the two of you end up in his room, slightly tipsy from randomly deciding to finish up the ladder half of the wine bottle, you had opened two weeks ago, when your girlfriends had come over. touya handed you a few sketch books of his to browse through and let himself fall onto his bed. you joined him after two minutes, your fingers pointing to a barbed wire heart. you show him the placement you were thinking of – the back of your thigh; while he gathers everything he needs. he gives you a quick rundown of all the important stuff – like proper aftercare, no swimming and tanning during the healing process. the irony of him slurring every other word, as he gives you the ‚professional‘ advice and the fact that you are not in a studio, but in fact laying on your chest in his bedroom, is not at all lost on you. you rest your face against his pillow, anxiously waiting for the needle to pierce your skin. touya’s gloved hands make contact first. the cold immediately makes all the hairs on your arms stand up. you don’t see it, but touya can’t help but grin at the effect his touch has on you. he is gentle as he positions himself and the tattoo gun. his fingers pull at the plush of your thighs to tighten the skin. the needle stings upon impact, but the pain is a lot more bearable than you thought it would be. at this point you don’t know, if it’s just the alcohol, though. touya works quickly, but carefully. he is laser-focused on getting every line perfect and even more laser-focused not to stare at your ass in those cute shorts you always wear. he can’t help but steal glances, every now and again, though. whenever he notices you tense up, he will immediately lift off the needle and turn to your face. „you doing good, over there?“ his voice is laced with a tone, you can’t quite place. it’s teasing, that much you know, but it’s different from how he usually talks to you. „need a break?“ warmth rises to your face faster than you can control, when you register, that his hand was still comfortably resting pretty high up on your thigh. he was barely inches away from having his hand fully on your ass and a part of you wants him to move his fingers up, just slightly. you just nod, giving him a quiet signal to continue. „that’s not how it works.“ your head turns back to look at him, confused. „you’re gonna have to use your words, doll.“ your eyes widen, realizing what he had just said. he seems to have missed the implications or rather, he seems to not care. no, touya knows exactly what his words mean. he revels in the redness of your cheeks and how you muffle out a quiet „you can keep going.“ before hiding your face in his pillow. it doesn’t help either, that it smells exactly like him. touya continues like before. well, not exactly. you are so sure, that he is purposefully touching you more now. he is more conscious about the way you react, when your skin is pulled tight. his pinky grazes the little crease between your ass and the top of your thighs, almost too faintly to not be deliberate. the worst part is undoubtedly, though, when he finishes up the top of the heart and has to rest his arm right on top of your shorts. his bare arm is halfway atop the soft fabric and halfway on your skin, that is burning hotter every second that his strangely cold arm is pressing into the soft flesh. touya takes his time with that particular section of the tattoo, making sure to press into the flesh, oh so accidentally. „thank you, so much!“ his eyes glance away from you twisting your body, so you can see the tattoo, to look into your eyes. his thoughts are racing with endless possibilities of what he wanted to do to you. when he watched you skip out of his room, smiling at him one last time, before the door shut behind you, his eyes glanced at the finished product. he decides that for now, the image of you on his bed, fully at his mercy and the permanent mark he had left on your skin were enough. that and the image that he definitely deleted.

tags: @seijuroww @rueclfer

Chapter 05.

♡ twenty three

♡ rivals to lovers / fake dating

♡ cw / tw : Drinking. Mentions of alcohol. Violence. Reader is hit on by someone.

Kaminari grinned as he pushed the door to the bar open. His hand tightly gripping that of his girlfriends he meets your gaze. “You and Bakugo go sit wherever you want. I’ll take this one-” He motions to the brunette standing next to him - who giggles at his antics, a soft pink flushing against her cheeks. “To get us some drinks.” Denki muses happily, nudging the girl closer to him with a quiet, “C’mon babe, let’s leave the lovebirds alone.”

Bakugo scoffs and rolls his eyes at one of his friend’s antics. It was irritating enough that Denki and the rest of his friends were all trying to play cupid with the both of you but the looks you were giving him during the whole car ride here wasn’t helping with their, “Shipping fuel.” Bakugo swore if he had to read more fanfiction of you both - courtesy of Mina - he might commit first degree murder.

And then there was Denki’s fucking questions during the trip to the bar.

“So [Name], what do you think about Bakugo?”

“Fake dating must be so hard. Why don’t you both - oh I dunno, start dating for real! Then you won’t struggle with keeping the act up!”

Shut up dunce face oh my god shut up.

And it really wasn’t helping that you were conveniently wearing the same perfume tonight - that you were wearing on the night of the gala. 

The one that made him feel like he was drowning in you. 

In your presence.

“Why are you just standing there?” Your voice broke Bakugo out of his train of thought, “You were the one that wanted to make our relationship seem more ‘realistic’ and decided it would be a good idea to accept Kaminari’s invitation to go on a double date.” You crossed your arms over your chest and Bakugo rolled his eyes at your sass.

“Yea, I did. And you know as well as I do, that this shit will help us in the fucking hero ranks. So maybe you should stop acting like such a fucking brat and let me take you out on this…” He caught himself before he could say the word.

A date.

“...day out.” 

Bakugo finished, a soft red creeping up his neck as he averted his eyes.

You snorted and shook your head. “Nice save.” You grinned, punching him lightly on the chest. “C’mon. Where do you wanna sit?” You pulled the door open for him. “Oh excuse my manners.” You bowed at him and hummed. “Ladies first.” 

Bakugo rolled his eyes and stepped inside, looking around at the bar as you followed at his heels. “Over there.” He pointed to a corner which looked secluded enough, he just prayed that nobody would disturb any of you. 

It was annoying enough dealing with crazy fans while he was on duty, but it was even more annoying when he had to deal with them in public. 

At least when he was working he could deflect the clingy fuckers under the guise that he was on the clock - which by any means wasn’t wrong. He was on the shift! People should know better than to bother a hero that was working.

But here?

It was fair game. He couldn’t push them away unless he wanted to drop in the ranks even further, and seeing that Bakugo was doing this whole fake dating shtick to keep himself from falling in the ranks in the first place - if he yelled at his fans he wouldn’t hear the end of it from his PR manager. 

“You’re thinking again.” Your voice sounded bored as the both of you sat down facing each other.

Bakugo met your eyes and his eyebrows furrowed. “What am I supposed to do? Stop thinking?” 

You rolled your eyes with a snort.

“Honestly? That sounds like a dream to be honest.” 

“Ha ha. Very funny.”

Silence stretched between the both of you. But it wasn’t unwelcomed. It was actually kind of nice.

“I’m going to the bathroom. Dunce face and his girl should be back soon. Don’t do anything stupid while I’m gone.” Bakugo muttered, pushing himself out of his seat and walking to the otherside of the bar, disappearing in the mob of people.

Now, by yourself you decided to take in your surroundings and listen in onto a group of three girls sitting from a table across you.

“So Kenzie. It’s a Friday night, any plans for the weekend?” The first girl looked at the other with a grin.

“I dunno Ari… Sammie and her boyfriend were planning on taking me to see him soon so maybe that?” The second girl looked at the third who shrugged.

“When Keigo isn’t so busy I think that would be a good idea. Your man does get a little lonely by himself all day don’t you think?” The third girl - Sammie spoke up before turning her attention to Ari.

“So… what about you and your man?”

The first girl grew clearly embarrassed at this mention of her ‘man’, a bright red blush flushing up her neck as she stammered out excuses about how she was unable to meet her “number one hero” that week.

A smile tugged at your lips.

So she’s Deku’s mystery girl. Maybe I should talk to him about her some time.

“Hey there, pretty thing.”

A sleazy voice calls out from your side and you look up. The man standing over you must be at least fifteen - maybe twenty years older than you? He was clearly drunk too, sporting a bright red blush and an obvious stumble in his steps.

“Leave me alone.” You mumbled, looking away.

“Awe c'mon babe! Don’t be a buzzkill.” He slurred, tipping his head forehead as he reached for your hand.

You slapped it away and glared. “I said I’m not interested. Piss off. Do you not know who the fuck I am?” You shot back, sure using your quirk on civilians was definitely not allowed, surely you could have done something here. Maybe scare the freak off or something.

“Are we having a fucking problem here.” 

Bakugo’s voice came out strained as his ruby eyes glared at you and the man looming over you. He stared at the way the man tried grabbing your hand and how uncomfortable you looked.

“And who the fuck might you be?” The man stared at Bakugo, it was so obvious he was out of it. The whole bar had gone silent as the crackle and pop of Dynamight’s quirk in his palms echoed around the establishment.

“I’m their fucking boyfriend.” He hissed. People had begun to pull out their phones and record the whole ordeal. You yanked your hand out of his grip and practically scrambled to Bakugo’s side - seeking comfort against his warmth.

A familiar and warm hand was placed on your shoulder.

I’ve got you.

“Beat it bitch. Before I tear you a new fucking asshole.”

The man decided the hassle would be too much as he mumbled a half-assed apology under his breath and slinked away. The small crowd disperses, going back to doing what they were before the whole scuffle.

“Are you okay?” Bakugo whispered as you sighed.

“Yea… I got it under control though. You didn’t have to save me y'know?” You grumbled. Sure you were grateful for his help but he didn’t need to know that.

Bakugo snorted and shook his head. “Right. Under control.” 

“I did!” You protested, a grin on your face. Bakugo chuckled. "Just... sit down. Idiot." he sighed, shaking his head.

"So rude." You huffed, sitting back down. "When is Kaminari getting back?" You asked, looking around for the other blond. 

Bakugo turned his head and jutted his thumb out to a slightly buzzed Kaminari draped over his girlfriend's shoulder.

"Speak of the devil." 

Bakugo grinned.

You grinned back.

-

The city lights melded and meshed together in a whirl of colour. You stared longingly out of the sports car's window.

You had fun tonight. With Bakugo.

It was strange, that was for sure, you never thought that you would be enjoying the presence of the Katsuki Bakugo in your life like ever.

But you had fun tonight, sure most of it was to just make the headlines and show off to the press but at one point, the thought of your ranking had slipped from your mind and you began enjoying yourself. 

“Where to from here?” Bakugo’s voice was soft, and you snapped out of your train of thought, observing your surroundings. 

“Uhhh… next left and it should be the third one on the right.” You mumbled as Bakugo pulled the car to a slow stop at the red light.

He drummed his fingers against the steering wheel, clearly deep in thought.

“What are you thinking about?”

Your voice broke him out of his train of thought and Bakugo shrugged. “Stuff.” He mumbled. “Did you have a good time?”

You nodded, looking back out at the window. “Yea. Did you?”

“I did.”

Silence.

“I’m sorry. For what I said.” You mumbled as Bakugo stepped on the gas, his brows furrowed. “What do you mean?”

“The night of the gala. I said I hated you? That was a lie.” 

Bakugo’s grip on the steering wheel tightened.

“I don’t hate you. Hate is too much of a strong word. I’d say dislike is too strong of a word too. There are some things you do that piss me off but I wouldn’t say I hate you… y’know?” You shrugged.

Bakugo nodded, swallowing.

“I never hated you either.” He mumbled under his breath, pulling up to your driveway.

You paused, before turning your head to meet his gaze. “You didn’t?”

He shook his head. “Nah. You were annoying as fuck but I never hated you.”

A small smile creeped onto your face and Bakugo silently thanked his lucky stars that it was dark out, lest you see the blush that would creep onto his cheeks.

“Well then. Truce?” You stuck your hand out.

Bakugo rolled his eyes and sighed, reaching out for your hand. “Truce.” 

You grinned.

Bakugo grinned back.

-

“You do have a bit of an ego though. Might wanna get that checked out if you wanna be the number one.” You shrugged, sliding your key into your door.

Bakugo stared at you and frowned. “You’ve got an ego too bitch. Don’t fuckin’ play with me.”

“Bitch??”

“Do you wanna go? Right here?”

“I’ll fuckin’ body you even in this outfit.”

“You’re so on.”

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY BELOVED TOMURA 💕

In Another Life

dear rue, don’t hate me 🥺 @rueclfer full fic to the angst drabble i wrote the other day, which can be found here; angst drabble

synopsis; he’d never be yours in this life, but maybe in another he could be. (dabi/touya x reader)

cw; angst, allusions and mentions of character death, fem!reader imagined but not exclusively stated can be read as gn!reader, quirkless reader, mentions of endeavor (yes i consider this man a warning), i think that’s all

word count; 1.7k

please don’t use, copy, or steal my writings thank you and enjoy 😊

“fuyumi invited me to dinner this weekend. she says everybody will be there. your mom, natsuo, and shoto. i think he might also be there, she didn’t say but i could tell by the look on her face. i told her i’d think about it,” you sit on the uncomfortable plastic chair in the bland white room.

the only sounds are the beeping and the raspy shutters of the life support machine that is keeping touya alive.

“do you think i should go?” you're silent as you wait for him to answer. fuyumi had told you that you would be the only one to visit him today, meaning he’d be able to answer you if he wanted.

“that’s up to you.” his voice is raspier than you’ve ever heard it before, you know it’s because he’s burned his vocal cords beyond repair.

“i don’t think he likes me very much. he always glares at me,” you explain and watch the roll of his eyes as he lets out a scoff.

“i’m serious, he never liked me as a kid because i’m quirkless. i’m pretty sure it’s still the same. i know he only puts up with me because your mom forces him to since i’m friends with all of you four.” you assume the garbled sound that leaves him is a laugh and it makes you chuckle in turn.

“i miss those days,” he sighs and you smile nostalgically, as a kid you’d go to his house after school some days and nearly every weekend to play with him, fuyumi and natsuo. 

you were their neighbor and the same age as fuyumi who you quickly became friends with, and grew incredibly close to touya. so close that you developed a crush on him at five years old, though you’d never admit to it.

“yeah,” you sigh while looking over to the machine encasing him, “me too.”

it’s been almost two weeks since you last went to visit touya, work has been keeping you busy lately and you’re finding it hard to make time for him.

you have tomorrow off and have made the plans to go see him, fuyumi already knows and is making sure nobody else will go see him so that you can have the whole day with him.

it’ll be nice, you think, to see him and spend an entire day without having to worry about leaving if his family shows up.

you love them you do, but sometimes it’s nice to just be with touya. 

“you should tell him how you feel,” fuyumi’s voice sounds from your phone as you make your way into the facility where touya is.

“does everybody know?” you groan out, stepping to the check in desk and writing your name down.

“everybody except him,” fuyumi laughs, “you’ve been in love with him since we were five it’s not hard to miss.”

you scoff, of course it isn’t. it’s not like you hid it, but admitting it isn’t as easy as it seems. you have no idea whether he feels the same, and the fear that he might not make it out of the facility is what keeps you from telling him.

“i’m just scared yumi, what if he doesn’t feel the same?” you pause to take a breath as you enter the elevator.

“what if he does?” she responds,

“ok well what if he doesn’t get better? i don’t want to get my heartbroken,” you explain through a heavy sigh.

“and what if this is the push he needs to get better?” she’s always been the logical one.

“i’ll think about it, but i’m here. i’ll talk with you later,” you say your goodbyes as you approach his room.

you smile as his eyes flicker towards you when you enter the room.

“i know you can’t have any but i brought soba to eat. figured it might cheer you up a bit since it is the day before your birthday.” he rolls his eyes and scoffs as you sit in the uncomfortable plastic chair.

“i’m sorry i haven’t come to see you, works been keeping me busy.” you sigh and take a bite of the soba you brought.

he only grunts in return and you sit in silence for a while.

“will you be here tomorrow?” his voice startles you out of your thoughts.

“i might come after your family, i don’t want to be around your father.” you explain and he makes a humming sound.

the silence stretches another few minutes before he coughs violently, you’re by his side immediately to check if he’s alright.

“are you okay? i mean obviously you aren’t but i fuck i’m bad at this.” you ramble on and he chuckles deeply, or at least he tries to.

“i’m as good as i can be.” his eyes meet yours and you feel your knees weaken. his eyes were always your favorite.

“do you want me to go?” you ask, he gives a slight shake of his head.

“just sit with me for a while.” he whispers and you do. 

you spend the rest of your visit rambling to him about the last two weeks and he listens in silence, giving an answer here and there.

he’s asleep by the time your visit is over and you smile softly at his sleeping form.

you stand to leave, leaning over the machine to get a look at his face.

“goodnight touya, i love you.” you whisper and gather your stuff to leave.

you miss the twitch of his eyelids as you walk out.

you see him the next day for his birthday, surrounded by his family. and although his father is there too, you’re able to manage being around him for touya.

it’ll be another week before you can see him again, so you enjoy the time you have today.

the night of his birthday, you dream of another life.

in the dark of the night, when the people sleep and the city is quiet, on a rooftop under the clear sky, two figures sit and watch the stars.

“if you had the chance to go back and redo things, would you change anything or keep it all the same?” a whispered voice carries in the wind, a chill running through his veins.

there’s a soft humming sound that filters in the air, an acknowledgment of the question and his head tilts as he processes your words. the stars blink at him in anticipation, silently awaiting his answer.

“i don’t know.”

his voice is meager, afraid to speak any louder and scare you away again. but it’s clearer than you’ve ever heard it before.

“do you?”

such a simple question yet the answer is anything but.

he draws in a breath at your silence.

“i think i would change one thing.”

a pause, he turns to look at you.

“i’d fighter harder not to lose you.”

he smiles softly and gently tucks a strand of hair behind your ear. you continue to stare at the sky, afraid it’ll all disappear if you move.

“y/n… you lose me no matter what you do.”

you sigh and his touch is gone just as quickly as you felt it.

glancing to where he sits, you choke back a sob, he’s already fading as the light from the sun starts to rise.

“i know.” you feel like you can’t breathe as the words force their way past your lips.

he smiles. it’s broken.

“i’m sorry.” your heart breaks as he speaks, you’re starting to forget what he sounds like, it’s been so long.

“i love you.” you reach for him, hoping, no praying, that you can touch him, feel him one last time before he slips from your grasp again.

“i know.” he never says it back and you know it’s because your brain can’t imagine what the words sound like on his lips, never having heard them before, even if you confessed while he was alive.

not even your dreams can bring you solace as you watch him fade completely, your body jolting upright in the sweat soaked sheets you lay.

the tears are steadily streaming down your face, you do nothing to stop them as the sun crests over the horizon and the light sneaks into your room.

“why’d you have to go?”

there’s no answer. there’s never been one, but you’ve always known his motivations.

“i had another dream of you last night,” you sit cross legged on the grass, the wind blowing softly in response to your words. as if filling the silence in place of an answer.

“this time we sat on the roof watching the stars, like we did when we were kids,” you sigh, the tombstone across from you reading touya’s name.

‘dabi’ is written in smaller letters beneath, your idea as you knew he would’ve liked that over touya but his father insisted on using his given name.

it had taken fuyumi, natsuo, and shoto just to get him to agree, but you knew touya would be happy wherever he was.

“i told you i loved you in this one, before it ended the same as the others. with you fading away as the sun rose, and me jolting awake with tears streaming down my face.” it’s just you visiting him today, and somehow it feels better than visiting him in the facility.

he passed away after his birthday, a couple days before you had the chance to see him again. you got the call from shoto, fuyumi too distraught to be able to tell you.

hearing the words from shoto’s monotone voice made it hurt worse than you imagine hearing it from fuyumi’s voice would’ve.

“i still can’t believe you’re gone. it’s been a year now, it feels like just yesterday you were turning twenty-four,” your voice shakes as your arms wrap around yourself.

“i never thought there’d be a time where i was older than you,” the tears don’t come as quickly anymore but they still come.

“i miss you so much touya. why’d you have to do it?” you plead as if the stone would provide an answer.

you sigh heavily and stand, dusting yourself off to leave.

“i love you,” the wind that blows is warm, a gentle caress around your body and you imagine it as his arms wrapping you in a hug. a silent i love you too, his final comfort to you.

your eyes blur as you leave, you don’t visit him again after that.

Bllk boys reaction when you give them a bracelet bur its actually a bra strap (i wanna give ideas hehe but you don't really need to write it btw , and love your writings keep it up 💗💗💗!!)

.ᐟ(bra)celet ♡ multiple

.ᐟcw: none

"𝐴𝑛𝑑 𝐼'𝑚 𝑤𝑎𝑖𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑏𝑦 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑛𝑑𝑜𝑤, 𝑦𝑒𝑎ℎ" - 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑦 4 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑏𝑦 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑟𝑙𝑖𝑒 𝑥𝑐𝑥

･･ꕀ𖧷

SHIDOU 

You’re sitting beside him watching tv together. You grab his hand that was resting on your thigh, dropping a pink strap on his palm. He eyes you, quirking an eyebrow in confusion. “What’s this?” he asks, bringing the strap closer to his face.

You wait for it to hit him, 

“Wait-” there it is. “Is this your bra strap? What the hell baby” he laughs, not that it was funny but anything’s amusing to him. 

“Wear it, on your wrist” you said, grinning. He laughs under his breath before tying it around his wrist. 

“Just wondering…” he trails off, eyes wandering. “If you took the strap off your bra.. Are you still wearing one right now or…” 

“Shut the hell up, ryu” 

REO 

Immediately clocked what it was. Teases you a little—“Did you really just gift me your bra strap?” But melts inside and wears it anyway. Might get it turned into an actual bracelet to make it more permanent. It might not be designer but he wears it like it is (technically it is because he buys all your undergarments and they’re all designer) 

And shows it off to everyone cause why not. It’s his prized possession, similar to his gf

RIN 

His face would instantly heat up. He would get mad at you for giving him such a.. Odd surprise but he doesn’t decline.

“W-what the hell, yn” 

“You’re being so cute, rinnie” He takes the strap and shoves it into his pocket. Too embarrassed to even say anything about it. The next day you’d see him wearing it. And if anyone asked him about him, he’d just scowl at them until they apologize and leave.

SAE

He looks down at the red strap you wrapped around his wrist and then looks up at you, face unamused while you’re giggling like a child. “Are you serious” he sighs. You catch the corners of his lips upturn slightly, before he sighs again. 

“You’re so dumb” he mutters but throughout the day you catch him playing with it or very intently staring at his wrist 

ISAGI 

Takes it thinking it’s just a cool strap... until you tell him what it actually is. Then chokes on air. “W-Wait, are you serious?” He goes bright red and laughs nervously. 

“Baby, i..”

“Shh, just wear it, you big baby” eventually ends up wearing it but you can see that he’s very flustered. 

Eventually gets so used to it that he feels weird when it’s not wrapped around his wrist. Clutches it before games for “good luck.”

CHIGIRI 

He quirks a brow at you, taking the band from your hand. “Bold but okay, i don’t mind” 

He says before letting you wrap it around his wrist. He would eventually take it off his wrist and put it around his ankle instead. And if anyone asks him what it is, he just looks at them with a lazy smirk, saying “wouldn’t you like to know” before going back to doing whatever he was doing. 

KAISER 

He absolutely loses his shit. He pulls you in by your waist, smirking at you. He shoves his wrist in your face and asks you to put it on him. He can’t stop smirking like an idiot. Saying that you’re sooo obsessed with him. 

“Just admit you’re head over heels for me, baby” 

“Maybe i am, then what?” he laughs and pulls you in for a kiss. He hasn’t taken it off ever since you put it on his wrist. When he takes it off to shower, he comes up to you and asks you to put it on, saying it won’t be the same if he puts it on himself. He makes every excuse to show it off, saying it’s “limited edition. Only one in the world. Custom made for him” he treats it like it’s designer but in reality it’s such a part of his sweet girlfriend. 

NAGI 

You disturb him when he’s gaming to show what you got him. He takes off his headphones and stares down at it, tying it around his wrist. “Cool bracelet, thanks babe” 

You giggle, “it’s a bra strap, sei” 

He pauses for a second like he’s still processing it before hitting you with “that’s sick” before going back to gaming. He leaves it on, playing around with it whenever he gets bored and there is nothing to do. 

KARASU 

He stares at it for a second before laughing, throwing his head back. He kisses your hands cause you’re too sweet for him. He teases you by saying stuff like “anymore lingerie you wanna accessorize me with?”

He keeps it on his wrist, sometimes even around his ankle as a lucky charm when he’s playing. 

When you ask him why he would wear it around his ankle, he’ll just shrug but in reality he would think of it as you’re the reason behind each of goals. 

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A/n: this was so different to write. i've never written a fic with this many characters, it was so new but i didn't hate it. maybe i'll write more things like this in the future

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