I LOVE THIS HELLO???????

JEALOUS MAO ?!? I CAN SEE MAO LIKING YN TBH ..

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natsume sakasaki x reader smau

warning(s) : cussing, affectionate bullying, gingers, the word “sexy” used one (1) time, kaoru hakaze is a menace, koga jumps out a window

╰┈➤ 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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"I can fix him" not in a "I can make him into a better person" way but in a "if he was my character I would've handled his story better" way

imagine...

dating nagi seishiro!♡

drew a horribly inaccurate ritsu on the whiteboard but wasn't able to finish it bc the teacher was coming😓

“i was made for lovin’ you, baby” — karasu tabito,

minor ep nagi / karasu backstory spoilers

‘Do ya still love me?’

The words left Karasu’s mouth before he could even think or arrange his depressing questions properly and once they were let out, Karasu immediately regretted them.

He’s no stranger to such thoughts—in fact, they’re more common in his mind than he’d like to admit. Almost every hour of every day, he’d be plagued with these unpleasant thoughts and more. If he didn’t put a stopper on it, if he didn’t bottle them up then he’d fall down a spiral and that’s the last thing he ever wanted.

The last thing he ever wanted was for someone to see him as weak, as mediocre.

And he’d do just about anything to prevent that from happening.

‘Hmm? What did you say?’ you mumbled, tearing your eyes away from the tv screen and towards him.

Oh. You heard him.

‘Nothin’ babe, don’t worry,’ he replied, he looked down at you, trying to smirk but his muscles failed him.

He looked—felt—defeated.

‘Everything okay?’ you asked, your attention towards the tv was long gone—all now directed towards his blue and purple stained eyes.

God, the way you looked at him made him weak. He just couldn’t lie to you—not after the fact that out of everyone, you chose him. Him, a mediocre-at-best soccer player. Him, even with his sharp and degrading tongue.

‘Why… why me?’ he whispered. He wished you didn’t hear these words, he wished you couldn’t see him in such a pathetic state.

‘Whatever do you mean?’

You heard him, again.

He closed his eyes and took a breath in—he couldn’t believe that he was opening up to you. What if you left him afterwards? What if you thought he was too… clingy and desperate for reassure? What if? What if? What if?

‘Why did ya choose me out of everyone? Lots of guys were pinnin’ after ya so… why me?’

He was so mediocre and you were Aphrodite wrapped in human flesh.

‘Why wouldn’t I date you?’

What? That’s the last thing he expected you to say.

‘You’re just… perfect,’ you mumbled against his ear, moving upwards to kiss his mole. His mole always got too much attention from you but he could never get used to the feeling of your soft lips against his skin. God, the sensation made him feel like he’d burst into a thousand flames.

‘…so perfect.’

‘You’re smart too, very smart. I haven’t seen anyone explain chemistry to me like how you explained it to me.’

He reminisced back to the multiple tutoring sessions you had with him back in the early days of your relationship. ‘When you rambled about Transition Metals to me, that was when I realised I liked you.’

‘You’re pretty… did I ever call you pretty? Well, you’re really pretty to me, the prettiest if you will.’

No one ever called him that before. Sure he’d gotten his fair share of compliments but no one ever called him pretty of all things. He never believed he could blush this hard but you proved him wrong—he knew his face was a deep crimson right now.

‘And above all else, I love you, Tabito.’

Oh. You said it, you said you loved him.

To mask his surprise, he attempted to cover his emotions with his classic smirk and cocky-ness: ‘I know ya do, babe. I know you love me.’

Bit by bit, a small part of his wall had broken—he had opened the walls for you slightly and for the first time, he didn’t regret letting someone in.

He was no stranger to insecurities but at least now, he had your reassurance to build him back up.

bf texts with rin !

character/s: rin

warnings/notes: this is the first smau i'm posting so pls be nice >:(((

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Hello!! I was about to sleep but a tumblr notif popped up and i was ecstatic to see your requests open, so can i request Rei, leo, and mao picking up their s/o who studies at a different academy but when the reader sees them they scramble away from their sight because they don't want to ruin the idol's reputation with their relationship? Thx and have a nice day!

hello anon, thank you for sending in your request and it was very fun to write :D sorry if leo's part was slightly longer than the rest because i'm biased towards him- anyways, enjoy reading <3

REI SAKUMA

lmao poor man’s gonna be confused and a little hurt to see you running away from him at the speed of light. when he arrived at the main entrance of the academy you were in, he sent a quick and simple text to notify you he was waiting by the usual spot. it has been a few months since he graduated but to him, the memories of him and his fellow idol mates and peers graduating was still crystal clear in his mind. 

rei ignored the curious and awed gazes he received from the students around him. unlike kaoru, he wasn’t a flirter and he was very loyal to his significant other; you of course. his crimson orbs scanned the sea of people, managing to spot you with ease. the leader of undead pushed himself off the wall, ready to greet you and was utterly confused when you turned and fled, as if someone was chasing you. 

rei didn’t made any movement to follow you, since he doesn’t have the stamina to do (lmao he’s old now). instead, he called you and you sheepishly answered on the second beep. 

“my dear, why did you ran away? you’re hurting this old man’s heart,” he asked, amused. 

“ah... sorry about that, rei. i didn’t want to ruin your reputation since you’ve become a idol now, and i didn’t want any rumors to be spread around,” you replied, embarrassed. 

needless to say, he was touched by how sincere you sound and how selfless you were by putting him above yourself. on the other hand, rei was even more amused, since he finds that selfless personality of yours adorable. 

“don’t worry, it doesn’t matter whether what the public thinks. it doesn’t matter how it would affect my reputation too. all that matters is being with you, my dear. so would you be so kind to come out now, before i get burnt from the harsh rays of sun.” 

ISARA MAO. 

isara thought he had seen it all. he thought after dealing with his idol mates and childhood friend, he had seen it all and would never be surprised again. what he didn’t except is to see you running away the moment you spotted him waiting by the gates of your academy. his first thought was maybe you had forgotten something and simply went back to retrieve them.

when ten minutes passed and you were nowhere to be found, isara starts to get worried. he sent you a few texts, wondering where you went and asked if you had gotten lost in your ridiculously large and grand campus. the idol nearly laughed out loud when you texted back within the next few seconds.

it turns out with him being a proper idol now, you didn’t want to ruin his reputation and caused a bunch of wild rumors to spread around the industry. isara knows how greedy people could be, willing to do anything to make trickstar topple when they were considered a brand-new idol group.

he gave on texting and proceeds to call you instead. it didn’t took you long to answer and you greet him with a meek hello. isara could visualized the flustered expression in his mind and the thought made him smiled.

“you don’t have to do that, you know? who cares what they think? none of those matters because you’re more important than them.”

LEO TSUKINAGA. 

as compared to the mentioned two, leo won’t remained still and watched you running away like a maniac. he does what a normal person would do (he’s insane actually): chase after you. frankly, if anyone from knights were there and see their leader chasing after his significant other without caring how they were gaining weird stares, they would consider leaving on the spot and kick him out (they can’t do that).

“(name), why are you running from me!? i’ve returned after so long and this is how you treat me? not even sena runs at the mere sight of seeing my face!” his loud voice boomed across the campus and it was expected when he easily caught up with you.

the composer grabbed your wrist, forcibly tugging you towards him and captured you in his arms with a tight grip, not tight enough to hurt you. leo was unfazed with how much you struggled and flapped your arms like a wild chicken. he ignored how the students were steering clear of the two of you. what matters more right now was how he finally gets to see you.

“wahaha, i caught you! tell me why you ran away, or i won’t let you go and hold onto you forever!” he declared, using his ex-status as a king. although, that doesn’t work in your relationship since you weren’t a knight.

it didn’t took you long to surrender and accept your fate. you went limp in his grip and sighed, looking everywhere else expect him.

“well... with how your becoming popular after graduating, i didn’t want to ruin your reputation and caused any stupid rumors from spreading. it might impact your life and i don’t want that to happen-”

you were interrupted by a loud round of laughter. you huffed your cheeks, reaching out to pinch and stretch out his cheeks. his laughter were then replaced by cries of pain, and how you were going to pinch away his inspiration at this rate.

“what’s so funny?” you asked, stopping your action.

“i didn’t know you were the type to think about those things! but well, who cares? i don’t know why you said the thing about impacting my life, when it won’t. without you, i won’t be able to compose any songs and i don’t want a furious sena chasing me around with a knife! besides, i need you by my side or i’ll refuse to compose anymore songs!” leo exclaimed, now holding you by your shoulders and staring straight into your soul.

you rolled your eyes, acting exasperated but the smile on your face said otherwise. you give him a peck on the cheek, chuckling at how his cheeks turned pink. it was amusing to see despite how you have been together for nearly three months.

“all right, i’ll listen to you. shall we get going then?”

“oh, wait! inspiration has arrived, i need to write this down!”

“huh? leo wait, you can’t write on the walls- LEO!” 

BLLK WRITER??? YOOOOOO DOING GOD‘S WORK KEEP IT UP!! anyways lol could i request karasu and a rivals to lovers scenario with gn!reader please and thank youuuuu

heyyy tysm ♡ i hope i can keep writing for bllk for as long as i can, because they bring me sm joy skahksjs i hope you enjoy this and tysm for requesting! also, this looks a lil more like an enemies to lovers but i hope u will accept it hehe

warnings: swearing, nothing else i think? not proofread + requests open!

karasu is someone you managed to easily hate.

every since you moved to kyoto, tabito made your life a living hell. you end up being his neighbor, your window was right across his and your mothers end up instant friends. the first time you saw him, you thought he was very attractive. the way his tall built slightly loomed over you and his skin was dripping with sweat from – you assumed – practicing. he was very attractive. but, right after you said a timid 'hello' and bowed, everything you felt for the boy went down the drain.

"ya ma', who ta fuck is this? 'm i s'posed to interact with someone this mediocre? sheesh." he yelled to his mother, pointing a finger at you. after he heard you murmur a angry 'huh?', he flicked your forehead and walked away, not even bothering to look your way again. "tch, 'm goin' back to practice."

after that, you two were always bickering. on the way to school, you would always try to push him into the street, claiming that him getting hit by a car would be a favor to society – he was stronger than you, so you only managed to gain some chuckles of pity from him. during your shared classes, sometimes he would sit behind you and poke you softly with his pens, making you swear loudly and get reprimanded by your teacher. his smirk as you got yelled at always made you want to slap him.

the perfect moment to get back at him came with a soccer match in your school.

it was a classic. your school against their biggest rival, a match that everyone would go and watch, liking soccer or not. during the whole week, tabito seemed to be relaxed. even if he wasn't bothering you that much because of his pratice, he still seemed to be taking that match lightly, as if he already won.

when the day came, you didn't even wanted to go watch the teams play. you knew that if he saw you in the crowd, karasu wouldn't let you hear the end of it and you rsther just not go through that torture. unfortunately, your friend dragged you to the field, claiming that you two had to support the team. you thought it was bullshit, but just decided to follow, what if it ends up being fun?

you two sat on the benches that were close to the field. your friend was already screaming and the players were just warming up. you were watching them with an uninterested stare, your chin resting on your palm. your eyes accidentally always end up looking at karasu and you didn't even know why. it made you scoff at yourself.

"hey." a voice next to you said and you looked at them. it was one of the "enemy" players. he smirked at you and kept on talking. "if i win this match, would'ja give me your number?"

you chuckled at the audacity of the boy standing next to you. while you were glancing at your friend – who seemed to be wanting to tell the guy to leave –, you accidentally noticed that tabito was looking your way with furrowed eyebrows and a big scowl in his face. you turned to the guy again and nodded.

"sure." you smiled sweetly. "only if you win thought!"

the boy nodded and walked away, a confident smile on his face. almost immediately after he left, a loud voice that you knew very well called out your name.

"what ta fuck did he wanted?" karasu asked, not even bothering to lower his voice.

"he asked if he could get my number if he wins." you bluntly answered, making your friend giggle a little at the small bickering that was forming between you and the boy.

to your surprise, he just clicked his tongue and walked away, mumbling something under his breath. you tried to ignore the weird feeling that started to build up on your chest as you stared at karasu. his expression seemed to get more focused now, as if he was actually motivated to win. and well... he was motivated to win. karasu seemed like a whole another guy during the match. he was ruthless and strong, he practically did all the goals in the match and he would always do a goal and look at you. everytime your eyes met, his jaw would clench softly and you could see his nostrils flare a little before he looked away. he looked almost... jealous?

after the match ended, the olayer that previously wanted your number was walking towards you, but karasu beat him to it and grabbed your wrist, dragging you away. you started to complain and struggle, but karasu ignored you, just kept on pulling you inside one of the empty halls of your school. after he made sure you two were alone, he let you go and cornered you against the wall.

"ya won't flirt with anyone else, ya hear me?" he murmured, his usual smirk wasn't on his lips. "tch, that guy pissed 'ta shit out of me."

"why?" you asked, scoffing softly. you tried to push him away, but he didn't move. "why you won't let me do whatever i want to?"

"i like ya." your eyes went wide at his sudden confession. "i like more to bother you, but i still have feelings for ya."

you were speechless. did he bothered you all this time, did he made you hate him because he liked you? you wanted to laugh at his face, but you couldn't say anything over the noise of your heart beating fastly on your heart. after you kept quiet, just staring at him with wide eyes, karasu smirked. he pressed a kiss on the tip of your nose and started to walk in the direction of the showers.

"imma take ya out later, m'kay? ya better be ready."

yeah, you still hated him, but... he could become bearable.

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Hello taps on mic,, I think you know who this is hehees 🐳 May I request for keito kissing headcanons? Thank you march dear and take care ! Lots of hearts (*˘︶˘*).｡.:*♡

A/N: hi friend. giggles. I hope you likeeeee

*ೃ༄ Keito Hasumi kissing hc’s

⤷ Keito’s kisses feel familiar — warm, soft, infused with all the love and tenderness that the man can possibly muster. They feel like a thank you, an appreciative gesture. Thanking you for loving him, thanking you for sticking by him through thick and thin. They’re kind, enticing, and always end much too soon for Keito’s liking.

⤷ No one would think Keito Hasumi to be clingy and needy for the affection of his lover, but he is. His eyes are always wandering to your lips, pondering how soft and wonderful they’d feel against his own, wondering if your lips felt just as drawn to his, as his felt to yours… It’s a bad habit, perhaps, but one that he just can’t help. Humor him, maybe?

⤷ His hands always find your cheeks when you’re sharing in a kiss. Even if his fingertips only briefly brush against the skin of your face, it’s a tendency of his that you find to be adorably endearing. He holds your face closer to his, his head tilting only slightly in order to deepen the kiss. He sighs, long and somewhat hushed, into your mouth.

⤷ Keito will often present himself for a kiss, lips only slightly pursed and head tilted towards you, pupils widening — wordlessly begging for you to place your lips upon his. Blatantly asking for a kiss is much too flustering for him, and he doesn’t want to overstep by going in for himself — so this is how he settles, and he finds that it amuses you immensely.

⤷ The kisses that Keito gives you are gentle and endearing, his lips carefully placed over your own, holding you against him and expressing all of his feelings for you in one soft, sweet, simple gesture. His kisses are plentiful and full of life, and when his lips are on yours, you feel like you could conquer anything.

✦ — 18. CLOSURE

dream flashbacks have always irritated you. because waking up after having one typically leaves you with the same exact feeling of pain as when you initially had it. the pain you felt when he chose to let go, in this circumstance.

heaving as you sit upright with dried tears staining your cheeks, you wake up in your all too familiar bedroom, alone.

then, the hangover kicks in.

"ah!" you hunch over and hold your forehead in pain. you feel nauseated, but it's bearable.

you spend the next few minutes whimpering to yourself as you feel your head spin inside your skull.

you don't hear the bedroom door open or the footsteps approaching.

"drink this." slim hands place a tray of water and some meds on the bedside table.

your head snaps up almost immediately after hearing the voice. this causes your head to throb more.

a sigh. "take it easy."

while trying to recover from the pain, you speak meekly, "ano ginagawa mo rito?"

he took a while to respond, "i drove you home after the party," he says. "and before you start jumping to conclusions, walang nangyari," he adds quickly.

ah, right. nag-inuman nga pala kagabi.

you hide a scoff. you hate how well he still knows you after all this time.

bits and pieces of last night come back to you. the disco lights, music, dance floor, kazuha's stunt, the confrontation, passing out... after that, you have no recollection of anything.

"that doesn't answer my question. bakit ka nandito?" in front of me, is what you implied.

as he looks at you, he has an indescribable expression on his face.

“drink first," he says, gesturing towards the tray.

as much as it infuriates you that he's bossing you around in your own house, you really need to do something about the headache, so you silently take the medicine.

as you drink down the water, several things go through your mind. your pulse beats quicker as you consider all the things he may say in the next few minutes. it’s most likely the one thing you’ve been asking him for the past year.

placing the tray back on the bedside table, you take a deep breath and look him in the eye. he's been observing you carefully ever since he entered the room.

"feel better?" he asks.

"get to the point, de vera," you command.

"right." he sucks in a breath, as if nervous, but it doesn't show on his face. "an explanation," he mutters.

you let out a humorless laugh, waiting for him to say anything. you try your hardest to make it seem like you're uninterested in what he has to say, making a show of not caring anymore, but you know deep inside that it's all in vain. you do care, and it shows.

he looks at you straight in the eye, serious and determined. he takes his time thinking of the proper words to say and where to start. you keep your silence the whole time.

"last year," he begins. "my sister was diagnosed with a severe vascular condition that needed operation. a high risk one," he reveals.

audibly gasping at this revelation, you reflexively inch closer to him in surprise.

“ano? si ate ei? bakit wala akong narinig tungkol dito? walang sinabi si miko?" you search his eyes for signs of lying or mirth, but you see none.

he sighs, "it was something we agreed not to disclose to anyone except close family."

ah. that hurts. “eh si jax?”

kuni nods silently, guilt flashing in his eyes.

he told jax but not you.

"seems like people love to keep things from me," you dryly state.

"don't be mad at them. ako nagpilit sa kanila na itago sa'yo."

"bakit?"

"...we'll get to that," he says.

"kamusta na si ate?" his sister was usually busy, so you weren't as close to ei as you are to miko, but she accepted you warmly when he introduced you to her and has even offered assistance in the past. you genuinely regret not being there to support her when she needed it.

"there were some complications during the surgery, pero okay na siya ngayon. she fully healed and is back to work," he explains.

you sigh in relief, "that's good." he hums in agreement.

with the initial worry and surprise gone, questions flood your head. "ano kinalaman ng lahat na 'to sa ginawa mo?"

so his sister got sick and decided that you weren’t a priority anymore and discarded you with no explanation whatsoever?

"you know our situation, don't you? we have no parents, si ate lang nagtratrabaho para sa'ming dalawa. then, she suddenly got sick."

"and?”

kuni swipes his hair back and lets out a breath, "we struggled financially trying to pay the hospital bills, along with other expenses. tumulong si ate miko, pero kulang. i had to catch all the responsibility and took on multiple jobs."

late replies, missed calls, cancelled plans, stood up dates— "that's why i saw you less."

"that's why you saw me less," he repeats regretfully.

it still doesn't make sense to you. "why would you keep something like that from me?" you could've supported him. you would've supported him.

you'd have understood where he came from.

did he not trust you?

"i..." kuni falls silent. hesitant. he had an honest reason for everything that had transpired then. but he's done. he no longer has a clear justification for doing those things and leaving you hanging. it was all due of his cowardice.

"i didn't want you to see me in such a state," he admits.

you suck in a breath, feeling your eyes burn. "that’s stupid. that doesn't make sense."

"i know," he agrees. "i know, [name]. pero alam kong 'pag nakita mo akong ganon, gagawin mo ring problema 'yon—"

"of course i would’ve! nag-iisip ka ba? kuni, i loved you. sino ba'ng 'di tutulong 'pag nakikita mong naghihirap yung taong mahal mo?" you reason out. tears start to well up in your eyes.

"i didn't want you to get caught up in my problems. you already had many of your own then, [name]."

bullshit.

"yet you added to it? even with your reason, you still could've told me!” you throw your arms up in frustration. “at least i would've understood what happened. hindi yung ako lang naiiwan na walang alam! was i not that important to you?" you sniff, aggressively, wiping your tears away.

kuni gently holds your arm to prevent you from hurting yourself. "that's not it. you are important. hindi ko alam anong iniisip ko noon."

are.

you scoff.

"that's why i'm sorry, [name]," he apologizes. he keeps your hand in place and draws circles on it with his thumb. "my reasons are stupid, i know. i had multiple opportunities to tell you the truth pero naduwag ako. in every single one."

silent tears continue to stream down your face. you scold yourself internally for letting down your guard in front of him.

you stay quiet.

"it's not that easy to forgive, i know that more than anyone. and i don't expect you to," he admits. "but i want to make it up to you, even if you don't want me to."

you stare at your bed sheets, silently contemplating on his words. if there's one word to describe your current state of mind, it's confused. it takes you a moment to respond.

"hindi ko pa alam kung ano ba dapat isipin ko." you sniff and glare at him through tearful eyes. "right now, i just don't want to see your face."

"…understood," kuni nods. he lets go of your hand and stands up from his seat. before he starts walking out of the door, he turns to you, pursing his lips. "may pagkain sa hapag. eat it before it gets cold, alright?"

he doesn't wait for your answer and exits out of the bedroom door. leaving you all alone, still clutching your healing heart.

you got the explanation that you wanted, the closure that was way overdue.

but why is it that it only made you yearn for him more?

✦ MAYBE, MAYBE — PREV / MASTERLIST / NEXT

A break up with no proper closure. So many words left unsaid. He did you so wrong, but you can’t bring yourself to hate him. One year na, siya pa rin. Maybe it’s time to move on?

NOTE long time no update haha i apologize we were bombarded with tasks for the past two weeks, kahit ngayon nga T--T i got stuck with this chapter lang coz it's a written one and i didn't have time to finish it. i hate that this chapter’s quality is a little bit ehh since it’s rushed but it’ll do. i’m burnt out rn so it’s gonna take me a while to recover. since the next few chaps are gonna be socmed lang, hopefully updates will be more frequent 🤞

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