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Porridge

MASH X READER! Fluff!

“Mash you don't look too good,” I said worriedly. “What do you- ACHOO!” He sneezed. “That’s what I mean,” I said. “No, must be the weath-CHOO!” He sneeze again. “Weath-choo? Yeah I don’t think so. Come on, let’s take you to bed,” I said and began dragging him. “But I still gotta workout,” he shuffled. “The longer you’re sick, the more I’ll babysit you so you can’t workout,” I scolded him. “Why are you babying him so much (Y/N)?” Dot cried as he and the rest of the gang walked up. “Maybe she’s in love with him?” Lance asked. “H-Huh? I can’t just c-care for my f-friend?” I stuttered, avoiding their eyes. Is it really that noticeable??? “Anyways, I’m just saying he’s been sneezing for 4 days now, and I don’t know about you guys but I’m tired of him sneezing everywhere…” I groaned. “That is true… during potions class he blew up our project because his sneeze blew our pot off the table…” Finn sighed. “Exactly, I’m tired of snot rockets this guys throws. He also sneezed my sandwich out of my hands,” I cried. “You said you forgave me for that,” Mash sniffed. “Doesn’t mean it’s erased from my memories!” I huffed. “How dare you do that to my dear (Y/N)’s sandwich?!” Dot glared and grasped Madh’s shoulder tightly. “It was an- ACHOO!” He sneezed on Dot’s face. Leaving Dot speechless and Mash asking for tissues. “You really wanna die don’t ya pal?” Dot said darkly, as he began squeezing Mash’s skull. “Ow. Ow. Ow. (Y/N). Save me,” Mash said, monotoned. “Come on Dot, I’ll treat you to a nice coffee. Please let go of Mash?” I asked, placing a hand on Dot’s arm. “Ok!” Dot smiled and began swooning, while Finn watched astonished at the sudden change in moods. “Alright come on Mash, time for bed. Everyone’s tired of you sneezing everywhere,” you sighed and began dragging him once again to his room. “Ahh. Save me. I want to workout,” Mash said very monotonously to the guys as I dragged him away.

I forced Mash into bed and tucked him in. “Good, now I’ll make you some porridge,” I smiled and began walking towards the door. “And cream puffs!” He called out. “Or- nevermind…” he said softly. “You remembered I can’t bake didn’t you?” I sighed. “Noo…” Mash said as he avoided my eyes. “Sorry, I wish I could make you a whole plate of cream puffs, but I can’t bake like you,” I frowned. “It’s fine, porridge is fine…” Mash said, obviously disappointed. “Ok…” I sighed. “Now don’t get out of bed, or else…” I glared darkly. “Scary,” he said before I closed the door shut and headed towards the kitchen.

I quickly finished making the porridge and began cleaning up. “I wish I could make him some cream puffs… he seemed so disappointed,” I said softly as I washed my dishes. “Oh hey (Y/N), I thought you would be here,” Finn said as he walked into the kitchen. “Hey Finn! Just finished making some porridge for Mash,” I smiled as I finished washing the remaining dishes. “You know you didn’t have to. You really gotta stop spoiling Mash, or else it’ll go to his head,” Finn sighed. “It’s fine, plus I want to do this. It makes me happy that I could do things like this for him,” I blushed. “Hmmm… (Y/N can I ask you something?” He asked. “What’s up?” I replied as I grabbed the packaged porridge. “Do you have feelings for Mash?” He asked. I felt my heart begin to face, “I-I-I don’t k-know what y-you’re talking about,” I stuttered. “Just as bad as Mash…” he laughed. “Is it that noticeable?” I asked nervously. “Sort of? Well your reaction to the question gave it away, but your actions can come off as friendly. Especially to someone like Mash, I’m sure he doesn’t know when someone’s actions have ulterior motives behind them,” He explained. “Yeah that makes sense,” I said. “So, planning on confessing to him?” He asked, as we continued walking back to his room. “I don’t think so, Mash has his mind on other stuff. Plus, I’m scared if he rejects me it’d be too awkward for us to hang out. I might as well just leave things as they are,” I softly smiled. “Are you sure that’s healthy?” Finn asks. “No… I’m certain it’s not, but trust me I don’t want to mess up what we have now,” I said, trying to cover my true feelings with a soft smile. “Well, whenever you feel overwhelmed you can talk to me. I don’t mind hearing you rant,” Finn said as he smiled back. “Thanks Finn, that means a lot,” I said. “Anyways! I gotta rush back to Mash before this gets cold!” I said and ran off.

I knocked before slowly entering the room, and noticed a sleeping Mash. I walked in slowly and shut the door trying to not make too much noise. I placed the still warm porridge on Mash’s desk and walked over to him. I slowly sat beside him on the bed and checked his temperature, a little warm. I slowly moved my hand to his cheek, and Mash quickly nuzzled into it. “You’re so cute,” I said softly. “You think so?” He asked, causing me to freeze. “S-Sorry,” I said as I tried pulling my hand back before Mash shook his head. “Keep it there, I like it,” he said and nuzzled into my hand again. “I didn’t know you were awake,” I laughed nervously. “I was just resting my eyes, but your hand feels nice and soft,” he said as he slowly opened his eyes to my flustered, beet face. “Did I get you sick?” He asked as he slowly sat up and placed his hand on my cheek. “N-No I-I just…” I said as I tried to get up. “Oh- hold on,” Mash said as he grabbed onto my hand. I yelped as I fell forward, landing over Mash. We stared at each other for a few seconds before Mash cupped my face again. “Why are you leaving?” He asked. “N-No I wasn’t,” I blushed. “Are you sure you’re ok?” He asked again. “N-No…” I sighed. “Oh no. I got you sick?” He asked. “No, you didn’t… I just… I’m just making it hard on myself,” I sighed as I got up and sat down on the edge of his bed. He quickly sat up and sat next to me. “Mash, there’s something I-I need to tell you,” I said slowly. “What’s wrong?” He asked. “Well… it’s just that-“ I cut myself off. Why is it so hard? Should I? Maybe this is a sign to not go through with it… He’ll reject me, I know it… “Nevermind… I should go,” I said as I quickly stood up and headed towards the door. “The porridge is right-“ I felt a hand grab my arm. “(Y/N) stop,” he said. “What’s wrong?” He asked. “Nothing! I’m just being weird,” I groaned and began rubbing my temples. “I’m not letting you leave until you tell me what’s wrong,” Mash said and quickly repositioned himself in front of the door. “Mash… you’re not being fair!” I said. “(Y/N) please,” he pleaded. “I like you ok?!” I yelled. “Do you know how hard it is to keep that secret? To be around someone you like and pretend that you only like them as a friend and no more?! I didn’t want it to be weird between us! I was gonna pretend these feelings didn’t exist! But you- you just had… you-“ I fell to the floor, feeling defeated. “I just didn’t want you to end up treating me differently,” my voice cracked as I stared at the floor. “Why would I?” He asked. I looked up at him dumbfounded, “Because I just said I like you!” I yelled, feeling my tears seep out. “I know… and… I think I like that,” he said softly. “H-Huh?” I asked in between my tears. “I like how nice you are and how you spoil me,” he said and dropped down to the floor. “Finn asked me the other day how would I feel if you treated someone else like that and… I didn’t like it… I didn’t like the idea of you doing all that for someone else, and he made me realize that I should do the same for you,” he said and wiped away my tears with his thumb. “Spoil you and make you feel happy too,” he said. “Y-You do?” I hiccuped. “Yeah,” he smiled. “So please stop crying, cause Kevin is getting mad at me for making you cry,” he said pointing to his left pec. I laughed and wiped my tears. “That’s better," he said and helped me up. “Now, time for porridge?” He asked. “Yeah! I hope you like it,” I smiled. “If you made it, then I’ll make sure to eat all of it. Good calories,” he said and began eating. I smiled and watched Mash eat the porr- “ACHOO!” He sneezed, causing a lot of the porridge to plop around the room and… on me. “Sorry (Y/N),” he sulked. “You’re lucky I like you, or else I would’ve killed you,” I smiled and began cleaning up. “Scary…” Mash said softly and began helping.

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kyat-kyat · 9 days

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Cream Puff Hero

Mash Burnedead x Reader

As a second year in the Adler dorm as well as the Divine Visionary candidate for last year, you had a sense of responsibility (or was it obligation?) to watch over the newbie first years and apparently, your dorm’s prefect was busy with his works and thus asking you to take over his role in the dorm for a while.

Not that you hate it, but having lost to the one and only Rayne Ames, then having to work for him made you a little irritated.

“Stupid Rayne, stupid him and his dual colored hair-” you ranted while stomping back to your room, turning by the corridor then-

Accidentally bumping into a wall of rock.

“Ooofff!!” No, it wasn’t a rock but-! “Hiyapp!!” you barely reached out to the falling cream puff, gravity pulling you backwards and you closed your eyes for the impact.

But it never came.

Instead, an arm had slithered around your waist, securing you from a possible concussion and being unable to fulfill your duties.

“Sorry, that was embarrassing of me-” you apologized to the person in front of you after backing away while blushing profusely. Not only your internal rambling costed you your pride, you even disrespected him by thinking of him as a wall! “Hello…?” you voiced out, realizing the boy didn’t say anything.

Instead, he grabbed your hand with a sparkle in his eyes, and though his face was impassive, you can tell the boy looked happy for some reason.

“Thank you for saving my cream puff!” he said, with his face an inch too closer for your liking.

You blinked owlishly at him. “O-okay?”

“Um, I think I got a little lost here. Can you tell me where dorm 302 is?”

‘He doesn’t sound like a bad kid though?’ you coughed to snap out of your thoughts. “So you’re in Adler dorm? I can take you there since I’m your senior,” smiling you gestured to the direction of the said dorm.

“Oh, thanks then.”

‘First day of school, and there’s already a weird kid,’ you sighed, but still smiled anyway. ‘Well, it doesn’t seem like my school days will get anymore boring!’

Little did you know while Mash Burnedead was following you, he was looking at your back with full of your admiration and respect. ‘My cream puff hero…’

Your not-so-boring days were then filled with a musclehead always yearning for your attention, a very jealous Lemon (and Dot), a normal kid (Lance) and the nicer Ames.

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kyat-kyat · 10 days

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Hi hi are the requests closed?

If not can I have a headcanonn for Mashle and Rayne how they treat their s/o that is exhausted

They are still open!

Mashle and Rayne with an overworking s/o

Hope this is to your liking!

Sfw|Romantic

Mash

If his s/o is overworking he would help them out with their work no matter what.

Creampuffs and hugs are the way he helps his s/o as well!

If you are sleepy he will offer you to sleep with him and cuddle.

Headpats!

Rayne <3

He grabs you by the collar of your shirt and pulls you away from whatever it is that is making you overwork yourself.

If you are sleepy he will take you to his bed and throw you on it.

He holds you close so you can't get out of bed.

Sleeping with him is the best.He smells like a nice shampoo.

Ever since then he always helps you with any kind of work you have so you don't overwork yourself!

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kyat-kyat · 10 days

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(I know your requests are closed, but if I don't write it down right this second I'll forget within the hour, so please, ignore this for now!! So sorry for sending one in while they're closed, I wouldn't have sent it in if not for the fact I have the memory of a goldfish)

Imagining Dot with a triple-liner elder sister who cannot take anything seriously for the life of her is so... so silly to me.

Dot with an elder-sister in general, to be honest. You know how Jake & Finn act with Ice king whenever he's... weird... towards women? I can imagine the two being like that.

"Lemon, please marry-"

**THWACK**

"Your constant harassment of the female gender makes me siiickkk...."

now i know dot already has a big sister, but for the sake of this one, she won't exist (i'm sorry malta ilysm)

reader is fem! reader

ᵗʰⁱⁿᵍ ¹, ᵗʰⁱⁿᵍ ² !!

being dot's big sister includes...

you laugh at dot's misery of having zero rizz every day. not a day goes by where you don't tease him about how all of his friends are hella attractive but he can't have bitches

mash, the literal dumbest person in the friend group unintentionally got lemon wrapped around his finger, and he has an IQ of a child. the only thing he really knows is how to bake and throw hands.

lance and finn are attractive in their own rights, meanwhile your brother is a bit... desperate.

and it's funnier because you're on the attractive side too, and it's like he got all the bad genes or something. but even that's a lie because it's his stupid hairstyle that's the problem.

you forced him to put away his headband for one day, and there were girls gawking at him in the hallway first thing in the morning, which brought you to a conclusion.

"hide your big ass forehead, it's revolting."

you can imagine the look on his face for visual comedy.

dot can say all the shit he wants, but he's hotter when he has his hair down, and for some reason, no one knows why he keeps that goofy hairstyle (you gave him the headband when you were kids and he's kept it on his head ever since)

and while you're in the orca dorm, a third-year student, and a third-liner, you're not going around boasting about your greatness. in fact, you openly complain about how the mere sight of your textbooks makes you want to catapult yourself out your dorm room window.

and yes, margarette is your bestie because who the hell does what to be friends with them?

in fact, they were your first friend in easton and have kept diligently by your side ever since.

you're pretty keen on abel and abyss too, if they weren't so adamant about keeping you at arms length for whatever reason.

you and rayne didn't really know each other that well until you learned that finn was his brother, and you've tried befriending him ever since.

surprisingly enough, the two of you bonded well by talking about how it felt taking care of your individual siblings, where you mostly complain about how stubborn dot is and wish that finn was your brother instead.

rayne didn't think dot was that bad until he found dot trying woo lemon, and now he's wondering how you don't have a head of white hair from dealing with someone like that for years.

as annoying as dot is, you would be caught dead lying if you said you didn't care about him. you literally beat up a few students from lang, demanding to know why your brother was in a full body cast.

the moment two students stepped up, you gave them a thrashing and a half.

abel and abyss were mildly terrified at the power you had in your hands, because while abel is a third-liner, he obtained it through artificial means.

you, on the other hand, earned it via hard work, and was able to maintain your third-liner state, which even rayne or wahlberg couldn't do.

to say your strength in magic was high above your peers was an understatement. if it weren't for the fact you weren't interested, you would've been one of the strongest divine visionaries out there.

it's almost unfair to some students how strong you and dot are, because you're a third-liner and he has the ira kreuz. there's been talk about how you were like abel and got it through something that wasn't hard work, but with the amount of time you spend studying and experimenting with your magic, there's no way it was artificial.

it's actually sickening to margarette to hear people talk down how much effort you've put into your skill because they've witnessed your desire for strength many times.

the main reason you wanted to be strong was not to be a divine visionary, but to own and defend an orphanage where parentless children or magicless kids could go to and seek shelter.

you knew the bureau of magic would have a problem with that, so you trained an awful lot to preparing to deal with divine visionaries should things come down to it.

rayne actually looks up to you a lot for your plans in the future, and he eventually made plans to aid you in your future orphanage because it does follow up with his goal to not have orphans go through the same thing he and finn did.

dot doesn't know about the plan obviously, but he knows you have something big planned for the future, and he's willing to support you every step of the way. especially since he claims that making sure you get to your goal in life is his role as a little brother.

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kyat-kyat · 11 days

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a/n : this man. knows how to drive one crazy hj ------------------------------------------------------

[ m. orter x fem reader ]

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" mind if I take that seat? " a voice you know all too well says beside you, you look up from stirring your drink to see orter.

" sure, " you said and a veil of awkward silence pours. orter took this as an opportunity to order a drink and another bottle for both of you. thanking him as he pushes up his spectacles.

" you approve of that mash kid? " orter takes a sip of his drink as he awaits your answer.

" he did play my game... as a divine visionary I guess its only fair I keep my end of the bet ? I suppose you can say I've given my full support in that non magic guy. " you cheekily smile.

" I can't believe you made him play hide and seek. were you even trying to make it hard? no less the toy plush you're using is the size of a child. " he points to your bear companion, sitting by your side.

" it had murderous intentions... nearly killed that freckle kid. " you can't help but try not to laugh at the memory, even making your bear turn to face orter.

he wasn't faze, only rubbing his head. ryoh, rayne and kaldo already approve of the boy. with you, that's almost half of the divine visionary approving the boy. maybe he should assassinate him in secret? would that make you cry? you do have a soft spot for people younger than you. sometimes putting shows and playing with random children on the streets whenever he and you are on patrol duty.

" I still can't believe you. " he extends his hand with his wand, pushing your bear away. it fell to the ground and disappeared. your magic probably made it disappear when it touched the ground.

you lean in close, close to kissing orter but you can't help but giggle. he's such a child. was he mad at your approval to mash?

instead of a kiss, you were met with a headbutt.

" what the heck? " you rub both your hands at the wound.

" you're a betrayer. why would I kiss a betrayer of my heart? " he says it so calmly, it did tick you off.

" oh come on, he won... not really fair since the first round, my bear was the hider and he nearly got beaten to a pulp the moment he was found by the red hair and mushroom hair. there wasn't any rules so my bear was allowed to shrink... " you mumbled the last part as orter can't help but remember the first time you made him and the rest of the visionary play your hide and seek game.

everyone was easily found but the second it was your turn to hide your bear. you shrunk it to the size of a coin, hiding it in kaldo's honey. they only found it when kaldo nearly choke at the feeling of something. thank goodness the bear was just illusion like, it disappeared the moment kaldo starts coughing. you summon it in your palm as you present to the rest, the size of the bear and how they've won since no one surrendered. everyone nearly killed you that day.

" what's so funny? " you pout at the sandman when he starts laughing at the memory. he's getting tipsy from the drinks too.

" nothing. I love you so much, betrayer of my heart. " he leans to plant a kiss on your head.

" don't call me that, if you said to kill him. I would've done it. " you kick his leg as he sighs.

" you won't. you won't do things without reasons. you fail to follow rules too, " he flicks your forehead.

he was right, having met him when he was newly announced as a visionary. he knew you quite well. too well sometimes. it's only fair since he's your lover. you sigh before grabbing his cup and putting it away from him.

" well, no matter what, I'd still listen to you. just maybe I do wish this mash kid make a change. the magicless and magic living together doesn't sound all too bad. we're all humans, after all. the status quo doesn't matter to me when life is involved. I've seen my share of bloodshed. change isn't all too bad either, orter. " he can't help but flush a little at your reprimand.

in his head, you were right and wrong. he loves you dearly and would support you. the status quo is something he cherishes to an extent. he feels a kiss to his cheek as he meets your eyes after, one so full of love.

" let's go home, this talk won't change my mind and I won't force it upon you to approve of mash. just don't make things hard for the poor guy, " your words obviously went in and out the other ear. orter was set on ending mash. even the words of his dearest may not be important at the moment.

" you're such a child, " he stirs to which you narrow your eyes at him, one close to a glare.

" says the big baby, I can literally beat you in a fight if I take down your weakness first. " you raise a fist.

" oh yeah, what's the weakness? " he had his hand prompting his face, tilting it to the side as he smiles uncharacteristically.

" your glasses. once it's out of the way, you're done for. " you smile back as your fisted hand made impact to his face, not physically and painfully punching him. just a light tap.

" I thought you'd say you're my weakness. " he was really getting drunk as he giggles to himself.

" what, you're my weakness. " you playfully pout as orter grabs you to give you a hug.

" go home, idiots. " the bartender sighs at your antics. giving him a soft chuckle as you feel orter's weight on you.

he had fallen asleep. you summon one of your plush toys to help pay the bill from your wallet and then a few more to help you carry the man. how you hope he'd forgotten half of what happened tonight and the fact you paid instead of him. he'll definitely make a fuss if he knew, but what's the point of being rich as a divine visionary if you can't spend. he loves you to death just like you love him too. complicated relationship but there's so much love in it. orter enjoys your company and he's forever thankful for your existence.

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kyat-kyat · 11 days

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MASH BURNEDEAD, FINN AMES, LANCE CROWN, DOT BARRETT, RAYNE AMES, ABEL WALKER, ABYSS RAZOR, WIRTH MADL, CARPACCIO LUO-YANG, ORTER MADL (SEPARATE) ⍣ GENDER-NEUTRAL READER

synopsis. his reaction to you asking him, “what if i suddenly disappeared one day?”

author's note. reader's relationship with the boys is up to your interpretation! but reader is implied to be orter's betrothed here c;

as a blank look crosses his face, MASH almost drops the cream puff he was eating upon registering your question. he stops for a moment to think what exactly made you ask him that, but when he can't come up with any reason he decides to ask you a question of his own. "did something happen?"

when you don't answer him, he clenches a fist beside his head. someone must be threatening you - why else would you ask him that out of nowhere? "tell me his name. i'll punch the stuffing out of him so he doesn't bother you again."

mash is puzzled when you wave your hands around frantically, claiming that nobody is bothering you. "i was just curious!" you exclaim, "don't think about it too deeply. i just wanna know how you'd feel and what you'd do if it happens."

he hums thoughtfully as he continues eating his cream puff. the thought of you suddenly disappearing makes his chest feel heavy. losing you is like losing his pops - but ten times worse. he visibly deflates and stops eating, which worries you. when you place a hand on his shoulder, mash grabs that same hand and pulls you towards him.

"if you suddenly disappeared one day... i'll be sad. but i'll find you," he says, cupping your cheek which grows warm under his touch, "and i'll keep trying until i do."

FINN would stare at you like you've just told the entire world his deepest and darkest secret. a few seconds pass, and the freckled first-year then clings to your sleeve as if he's a child about to be left behind by his mother. "wh-what? why would you ask that? where would you go? why would you go? is... is everything okay...?"

you could tell that he's becoming more anxious with every second that ticks by from the way he's clenching his fists against your robe. you reassure him that everything is okay and he relaxes a little, but he's still bothered by your question.

"then why are you asking me...?" he asks, trailing off. he's starting to think that you're actually hiding something from him and becomes jittery again. he grips your arm tightly, afraid that you'll disappear into thin air if he doesn't, and you wince; you swear that he's cutting off the blood circulation in your arm.

when you tell him that you're only asking for fun, that does little to ease his nerves. "but i can't get it out of my head! i'm scared- i don't want you to disappear without a trace!"

for the next few days, finn would become extra clingy and glue himself to your side whenever he can. lance and dot would cast judging looks his way, but he couldn't care less. as long as he's with you, there's no way you'd suddenly disappear, right?

LANCE rolls his eyes at your question. "like that'll ever happen. you don't even know how to cast the transportation spell properly." despite his words, he's a bit concerned that something might be happening to you behind his back or you're sick, and you're not telling him about it.

"oh come on, you know that's not what i meant!" you exclaim, "just answer my question!" he lets out a quiet sigh. folding his arms over his chest, he stares straight ahead and thinks about what he'd do if you were suddenly gone from the academy one day.

"there's not much to do except to ask your friends and teachers where you went. if they don't know, then i'll search for you myself." there's a pause, and you tilt your head curiously as he looks down, his bangs casting a shadow over his eyes. "i'll keep looking until i find you." after that, lance doesn't talk to you for the rest of the day.

the following morning, your friends tell you that lance was borderline interrogating them about your private life last night, making you internally question his intentions. you can feel someone's gaze on your back as you go about your day, making you scared of the prospect of someone stalking you.

you also notice that lance has been overly attentive towards your activities over the course of the week, asking questions such as, "where's your next class? which friend are you going to sit with? what class do you have after that?"

DOT doesn't think much about it at first and just laughs. "disappear? where are you even planning to go?" with a beam, he slings an arm over your shoulder. "don't think of going anywhere without me! wherever you go, i'll follow!"

you laugh along, unable to continue the conversation with how much of a cheery fellow he is.

later on, dot's mind would drift back to your question. he knits his eyebrows together, wondering why you would even ask him that. is someone bullying you? or maybe... he stands up abruptly and slams his hands on his desk, disrupting the class as he shouts, "I OFFENDED THEM WITHOUT KNOWING?!"

even when he's told to stand outside of the classroom until the class ends as punishment, he couldn't stop thinking about it. he's itching to barge into your classroom to ask you, but holds himself back from getting into further trouble.

during one of your breaks, dot would pull you aside and hold your shoulders firmly as he stares into your wide eyes. "look, i'm sorry for whatever i did. i'll apologise a thousand times if i have to," he says, and after a brief pause he adds, "just don't go anywhere i can't follow."

RAYNE is immediately alarmed by your question, and he turns to face you with his usual frown deepening. he then grabs your arm to prevent you from leaving and asks, "what do you mean? spit it out. what happened?"

he won't let you go until you tell him everything. he doesn't even bother hiding the fact that he's worried, and the worst case scenario keeps surfacing in his mind. this is why he didn't want people knowing that you're close to him; you might be used against him, or even worse, hurt because of him.

"please, (y/n). tell me if something's wrong," he implores. he can't bear the thought you disappearing right before his eyes, and he really thinks that your life is in danger. even when you say that you're asking the question in a general sense, he's not about to take any chances.

rayne would ask max to look after you in his place and to keep tabs on your activities, as well as the people you'd frequently interact with. max thinks that he's overthinking but does it all anyway because he understands rayne's concern for your safety and well-being.

rayne would also make an effort to spend more time with you outside of classes so that he can guard you himself. you'll have to give him plenty of reassurance to convince him that nobody is out to get you.

ABEL drops his doll; that's how shocked he feels when you asked him that haunting question. why would you ask him that, knowing that he had lost his mother when he was a child? do you want to torture him by disappearing without a single trace of your existence?

you immediately regret asking him that and try to apologise. before any words could leave your mouth, abel pulls you into a tight hug with one arm wrapped around your waist and the other around your shoulders. his gesture catches you off-guard, rendering you speechless.

"please don't," he whispers, "i feel the safest with you. if anyone or anything tries to take you from my side, i swear i'll take you back." without you, abel would truly be a lost child searching endlessly for the warmth that had left him.

the following day, you'd find abel and abyss as your scary dog privilege on campus.

"... are you actually scared of me?" ABYSS gives you a melancholy smile as he asks you a question of his own. he had always dreaded the day that you would admit your fear of him because of his evil eye; although he knew that you would never leave him simply because of that, he still can't help but be scared of the slightest possibility that you might.

he slowly reaches for your face and gingerly cups your cheek, as if he's scared that you might reject him and pull away from his touch. he lets out the bated breath he didn't know he had been holding when you don't, and caresses the soft skin with his thumb.

"i know it's selfish of me to say this... but please don't leave me. you're all that i have, and life is only worth fighting for when you're there," he admits. abyss had a rough past where he was unloved even by his own parents, so when you approached him with a smile that shines like the light of dawn, he found himself unable to let go of your outstretched hand.

however, if the situation ever calls for it, he's willing to learn to let go. "if there ever comes a time when you're no longer by my side... then i'll accept it. but if anyone tries to take you against your will..." there's a pause as his left eye glints. "then i'll make sure that they're the ones who disappear."

WIRTH lets out a loud laugh before leaning towards your face with a smirk. "And who would dare to take you away from me?" he'll gladly challenge anyone who attempts to do so, and he's confident that he'll win. "you've always been bad at hide and seek too, so how would you even hide from me?"

"just answer the damn question," you say with a huff, "it's not that deep. it's only a 'what if'." propping his chin on the palm of his hand, he mulls over what you had asked. if you disappeared because someone took you away...

"well, i'll simply find you and make the perpetrator suffer," he replies, "by the time i notice your disappearance, you wouldn't have gone far anyway." then, there's a long, awkward pause as wirth averts his gaze, like he wants to say something else but is reluctant to.

after a moment, he adds in a more serious tone, "if you need any protection, don't hesitate to find me. i promise i'll keep you safe." you can't help but feel a bit shy hearing those words come from him.

CARPACCIO is eerily silent. he doesn't even look at you. he could only try to think of what his life would be like in your absence… and decides that he doesn't want to consider the possibility.

"disappear where?" he asks as he finally meets your nervous gaze, "would you disappear unwillingly? or of your own accord?" cupping his chin, he thinks about your question more thoroughly and tries to apply it in the different situations he could come up with.

"if you were taken against your will, then the most logical thing to do is rescue you," he answers, spinning his knife around his fingers, "and of course, i'll make sure that whoever kidnapped you will be in so much pain that they wish they're dead." a slight shiver went down your spine; you could actually see carpaccio doing that.

"but if you left on your own, then..." carpaccio trails off for a moment, unsure of how to vocalise his thoughts. "... i'd still find you, i guess. and try to figure out why you left."

carpaccio knows that the question you asked is merely hypothetical... but he can't stop himself from thinking that he may have done something to make you consider disappearing from his life. he'd try to figure out what instigated those thoughts of yours before finally asking you.

"i have ways of looking for missing people. just finding you would be child's play," ORTER answers, pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose, "is that all you'd like to discuss with me? please stop wasting my time with your nonsensical questions. if you're that unhappy with our engagement, take it up with my father."

he doesn't want to admit it, but he's actually thinking about your question far too much to the point that it's affecting his daily life. he gets visibly agitated whenever he's not in your presence, which doesn't go unnoticed by kaldo, who proceeds to tease him. "what got you so nervous, hm? worried that your future spouse won't be happy with you once you're married?"

if renatus happens to be passing by, he'd join in by saying, "he brought it upon himself. who asked him to be an ass fiance? i wouldn't be surprised if they plan on disappearing from his sight."

renatus' words would get orter thinking. after pondering your question more, he'd come to the conclusion that you feel neglected and are planning to leave him soon. the mere thought makes his chest feel painfully tight, and he'd drop whatever he's doing to search for you.

the longer he takes to find you, the more anxious he feels inside. the moment he sees you, he'd grab your shoulder and roughly turn you around to confirm that it's really you. you're surprised to see the dread on his countenance, which gradually dissipates once he's sure that he has found you.

there's a flash of guilt in his eyes, and as he gently takes your hand in his, he quietly says, "i'm sorry. please... don't ever leave my side."

(you can read kaldo's part here)

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LOVER ACTS. mashle headcanon 𞥙୧

˖ 𐙚 ˖ ݁𖥔 ݁˖ being your lover and being in love comes with a habit, sprung from the ground and grows like a flower. MASHLE VARIOUS CHARS have a habit of . . .

ᥫ᭡ MASH BURNEDEAD

. . . resting his chin on your palm at any chance he sees. this guy is so tenderly and quietly affectionate especially in the physical aspect. you might say he’s a bit of a touch starved. he won’t say it, though if you ask him he won’t lie to you either. so whenever you’re both alone and doing insignificant things, you offer your hand for him to plant a small kiss and he’ll just keep his lips on your palm, or rest his chin, looking into your eyes with intensity that tells you so much. you need not ask the gods if he’s meant for you or you’re meant for him. he only has eyes for you, only you.

ᥫ᭡ LANCE CROWN.

. . . playing with your hair. or simply making it a routine to tend to your hair: comb, trim (if it gets too long), braid, and if he’s in the mood to dive more intimate: he’ll wash your hair. he’s like your personal hairdresser, he might as well be, with how good he is at taking care of them. when outside or at class, he’ll absentmindedly brush a few strands off your face or slightly ruffle them. but sometimes it gets annoying for you, and when you try to pry off his hands you’ll have yourself blessed by the airy chuckle you hear from lance. mind you, getting this kind of reaction from your boyfriend occurs once in a blue moon, so, you’ll say nothing. instead, you’ll savor every breath of it and how his hands can be so good to you (and your hair.)

ᥫ᭡ FINN AMES

. . . sending small trinkets. handmade letters, doodles from only half spending his attention to his lecturers, paper cranes, stickers, you know it. you’re pretty sure your room is going to be full with his little stuffs, and he’s not going to hide the sheer happiness he feels whenever he visits you. he’ll ask you where you put them or if he sees it displayed out in the open, he’s going to get all misty about it. and he would want to create more for you for this purpose: to show the contents of his love for you.

ᥫ᭡ DOT BARRETT.

. . . singing you crappy & cheesy love songs. oh i know this man is going to be super annoying and loud but but but— you can tolerate it. why? this guy can sing like he’s destined to step on the stage. it can also be the sole reason why you fell for him, he’s not afraid to express himself. not to you or anyone, whether you’re out in public or private, he will sing to you all the love songs he knows. and from the way you playfully shut him up with light jabs (or if you’re feeling confident in yourself, a quick kiss to his lips), it will be the key that gives way to your feelings. and well, its okay, you’re not afraid to express yourself, either.

ᥫ᭡ LEMON IRVINE

. . . recommending songs & films. even better, you both could listen/watch to it! she’ll be over the moon, painted by glistening stars of happiness, bonus points if you tell her in a novel detailed way on your thoughts after, does it remind you of something? a memory? a feeling? how and why so? you could ramble until the sun comes shining, she’ll never get tired of it, never of you.

ᥫ᭡ RAYNE AMES.

. . . spoiling/treating you with gifts. he’ll come home and there’s not an ounce of surprise written off your face as you see literal shopping bags and what’s funny is that he won’t look at you in the eye, he’s just going to shove it to you and walk away. you could go shopping together and, granted that he is perceptive, he will buy anything that catches your eye for a minute longer. never say no. you will regret it. he’s going to sulk, he’s going to ignore you until you apologize. (in the form of taking and accepting his gifts so yeah, he still wins in the end.) also uh, he also has a habit of nuzzling his head on the crook of your neck hehe :3

ᥫ᭡ ABYSS RAZOR.

. . . gazing at your eyes and complimenting them. i’m pretty sure he’ll also slip a few flowery words on every part of your face, but i will emphasize on the eyes. they’re so captivating to him, they tell a story about a kind soul such as yours, and it reminds him how he’s so loved and seen. and when you tell him he’s the reason the sparkle in your eyes exist? how it softens whenever it connects with his? the world will never know the feeling that abyss has in his heart, and it’s immense—but never heavy, its full, its floating, its beautiful. you’re beautiful, inside and out.

ᥫ᭡ ABEL WALKER.

. . . taking you to a romantic and fancy dinner on a very well-known restaurant with candle lits and everything because he is the absolute elegant of a man and he will treat you the way you deserve to be treated. like the goddamn queen/king that you are. like the goddamn your highness that you are. and when he takes you home, let the moonlight grace your face but let him kiss your lips like the world is about to end. i cannot imagine him acting otherwise. take this hc or leave it.

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"orter having a slightly dumb house wife" is stuck in my mind for DAYZZ!!!!

this was stuck in my head the moment i got it because if i am not a simp for this man, who am i?

reader is fem! reader

ˡⁱᵗᵗˡᵉ ᵈᵘᵐᵇ ᵇᵘᵗ ˢᵗⁱˡˡ ˢʷᵉᵉᵗ !!

being orter madl's wife includes...

imma say the two of you knew each other from two things: high society gatherings and police academy. from what i read in his wiki, orter attended the police academy that's also a part of easton, so he knew you as his classmate.

you've begged him many times and bought him many meals just to pass your exams. orter knew that you were FAR from being the sharpest tool in the shed, yet he couldn't help what his heart wants.

his feelings grow exponentially when you comfort him and make sure he's doing okay while he grieved the passing of his friend, and while it takes a long time for him to get back on his feet, you were with him all the way. he can't remember a day you didn't show up at his dorm room with a book, blanket, and a cup of hot chocolate.

even when he told you to leave and nearly attacked you because he thought he wanted to be alone, you didn't leave him alone. you were more scared for him that he was going to hurt himself or do something he regretted.

you're not book smart, but you have a sense for making people feel better.

which is why the moment he receives his title as the divine visionary, the first thing he does is confess all his feelings to you. everything from how he hated you for being so stupid to how he found you strangely cute all the down to how you were the only reason he was able to become a visionary.

if orter didn't have you, he doubted he would've overcome his grief no matter how much time passed. having you with him was like he was given a second chance to protect someone he cared about, and orter didn't let it pass.

from the moment you started dating, orter makes it clear that if he ever came home mad or in bad mood, it's not because of you. often times it's going to be his pain-in-the-neck coworkers, because as silly and dumb as you are, orter refuses to believe you could do any wrong.

sure, you might break a plate while washing dishes or burn the food because you were so focused on the bird outside the window, but he doesn't mind.

for someone as boring and rule-abiding as he was, it was a nice change of pace to have someone who didn't always color inside the lines.

he acts like he hates how spontaneous you are with your visits to his office, but the way he looks at you as he brings your hand to his lips says otherwise.

you're his breath of fresh air because unlike some people, you listened to him well. only to learn it was because you knew you weren't smart like he was, so you thought his decisions were the best course of action.

he doesn't feel a little bad when you admit you knew you were dumb compared to him, thinking it was because he called you dumb two months ago, but you literally forgot it even happened.

sometimes you ask him such a weird question he has to sit there and let his brain buffer.

what you lack in brains you make up with your adorable nature. sometimes he gets cuteness aggression waking up in the same bed as you because it's not fair to wake up and see his girlfriend sleeping and holding him like he's her lifeline.

has 100% bit your cheek while you were sleeping and was kicking his feet like a school girl in his office just thinking about how squishy you are.

remember what i said about you having a knack for making people feel better? well, it actually hits orter like a truck you're an expert when you gave him a shoulder massage after he came back from a mission.

best believe man paid you back with one sleepless night and many many hickeys on your body.

this wasn't really going to be too nsfw, but i feel like orter would prefer eating you out rather than actually doing the deed. mostly because he's too tired, and all he really needs to satisfy you at least is have you on his face and ride it until you're happy.

more often than not it does end up with the two of you doing the deed, but only because you're too tempting for him.

thinks you're bad for his health when he realizes how dependent he is on you at home.

literally follows you around the house like a lost puppy, even when you're running around the kitchen preparing dinner, he's right behind you (you've stepped on him many times, but he doesn't care)

eats all the food you make for him regardless of how burnt or undercooked it is. even if he got food poisoning, he wouldn't regret it because he ate the food you put your heart into making FOR HIM

why wouldn't he eat it all? not eating it would just make him an ungrateful boyfriend, and he's not planning on acting up towards you.

this man knows better than to bite the hand that feeds him. and if there's anyone else who says he's not going to respect you because you're not as smart, they're a big fat liar.

if orter truly loves someone, i doubt he'd care about their flaws.

you have qualities he severely lacks, and he's more an appreciative of how you help him deal with his emotions. disrespecting you is simply not something he can do.

sure he may playfully call you dumb every once in a while, but if anyone else does it, they're literally asking for it.

he's even worse if it's your family that's calling you dumb and acting all condescending towards you because you're not book smart like he is.

orter isn't all bark and no bite, because when he bites, he BITES

he will verbally chew up your entire family, spit them back out, and stomp them until they have no more ego to look down on you. no one gets away with calling you dumb except him, but if he does hurt your feelings by calling you dumb, best believe he'll never say it again.

doesn't like the fact people try to take advantage of you because of your lack of common sense.

in fact, the one demand he makes to you in your entire relationship (dating and marriage) is that you bring him with you when you go shopping.

man's not about to let his wifey get scammed just because she trusts the vendors.

he'll punish them for fraud himself, of course, while you treat yourself to some sweets in a nearby cafe.

he looks emotionless and doesn't look like he wants to be seen with you ever, but really most of your dates are at home because man's too tired to go outside (relateable)

and by the time y'all are married, most people in the high society KNOW he cares a little too much about you with the way he glares at any disrespectful man or woman that tries to talk to you. of course, when you look at him, he's not glaring. in fact, he might even give you a small smile.

the moment you turn back around, however, his glare is so cold one might wonder if he has ice magic somewhere up his sleeves.

did i mention he will spoil you?

when the two of you go on your weekly shopping trips, orter makes sure to get whatever catches your eye, no matter how silly it is. though, he doesn't mind since most of the things you do look at are plushies and trinkets to decorate your home with.

he's grown too accustomed to living in a house with decorations he and wirth weren't allowed to play with, so having fun and playful things around the house was a welcomed change.

he also has a tendency to "forget" his lunch at home so you can bring it to him, and he ends up having lunch with you <3 the staff members at the bureau have seen you so often, they don't even bother to check you in properly anymore.

i mean, what are you going to do? your head is admittedly empty, no thoughts inside, just darling husband.

it's even funnier when ryoh sees you prancing around the bureau and questions who you are to be so carefree until he sees orter trailing after you like a dog.

is so proud of orter for being a good husband because he thought orter was going to grow old alone. (didn't know y'all were married for years)

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in honor of mashle: magic and muscles season 2 debut:

ᵗⁱⁿʸ ᵖᵘⁿᶜʰᵉˢ !!

being mash's little sister includes...

as airheaded and ridiculously expressionless as he is, mash would kill everyone and himself for you.

you're the only person he'd allow to steal cream puffs from him, even though he flinches out of surprise when you do. he doesn't stop you from doing it, since you obviously like cream puffs as much as he does.

he noticed that you like sweet things in general, and not just cream puffs, so he's gotten into a habit of baking all sorts of sweet treats with you whenever he has time.

despite the fact you're not blood-related, mash is still comforted by the fact you can't use magic either.

he's very protective of you, even more than he is with your dad. primarily because you're still so young to be fighting like he can, and mash doesn't want you to do dirty work that he can do perfectly fine.

there was one time you had traveled all the way to easton academy just to give him a letter from you and your dad because the owl that usually does it got sick, and dad was busy taking care of it at home.

mash literally had a life crisis then and there. he got pulled out of class because you had started sobbing your heart out after being denied entrance to the school, but the guards noticed you were crying for mash, so they asked for him to go to the gates.

and as a good brother should, mash was quick to shove the rude guards away and hold you up to his chest, patting your back while you cried your heart out.

surely, it must be terrifying to see a bunch of ugly, grown men sneering at your face, and he certainly isn't pleased with how shaken up you were.

you were hardly one to throw a fuss over something small. you were like him, having a carefree attitude and brush off things most of the time. whatever the guards said or did obviously was too much for a little girl like you to handle.

mash would've punched the daylights out of them if he wasn't so busy making sure you weren't hurt.

upon further inspection, however, the guards at torn up the letter from your dad and your drawing that was also in the envelope.

while mash insists you can draw him a better one later, you were still upset over it after spending a long time working on it, so mash was quick to take you to his dorm room and draw whatever you wanted with you.

classes be damned, his little sister takes priority!

when finn, dot, lance, and lemon show up at his dorm room and find the two of you drawing together and eating cream puffs... they're a little more than shocked.

lance was quick to pull himself together and introduce himself, being used to the presence of a younger girl like you, though you were a little younger than anna.

he was surprised someone like mash was an older brother, but the more he looked at the two of you, it just made sense. your mannerisms were really similar to mash, so it may have been the fact mash rubbed off on you a lot that made you easier to take care of.

finn is the next one to nervously introduce himself as mash's friend and roommate, and for some miraculous reason, you got really attached to him specifically.

you kept holding his hand, asking for his approval on your rough sketches of you, mash, and your dad, and even splitting up your cream puff so he could have some as well.

finn did ask why you were so nice to him, much more than you were with lance and the others, when you said that any friend of mash is your big brother too, so you only found it fair to treat finn like you did mash.

the boy's heart melted instantly.

dot had a hard time controlling his... vulgar vocabulary for a while, but after the constant glares from mash and lance, he managed to hold his tongue.

he had no idea how to behave around a tiny little girl like you, so he just followed what lance did.

patting your head, sneakily looking over your shoulder at your doodles, and making little compliments.

lemon was probably the last one to open up to you properly because she forgot to introduce herself.

why?

well, she was simply observing what her future sister-in-law was going to be like, so she just stared at you from the other side of the room until you were visibly uncomfortable.

you were a little wary of her, though she can't blame you after she watched you like a hawk for no reason for a long time. it did break her heart a little when you frowned shook your head when she asked if you could share your cream puff with her.

was hellbent on getting on your good side soon after.

i imagine this to take place after the big fight between mash and abel, so abel and abyss might get to see you too.

in the case that you do, abel is probably going to be frozen from pure shock.

not that abyss is any better, but considering that he's slightly on better terms with mash than abel, he might open up a little quicker.

both of them cannot deny the similarity between the two of you. from the attachment to cream puffs, the air of nonchalant innocence, a rather expressionless face, to the way you both stutter heavily when lying, there were a lot of things that were adorably the same.

the major difference between the two of you would be strength. considering you had only recently started training, you weren't anywhere close to mash's level, but he still treated your punches like they REALLY hurt.

realistically your tiny punches wouldn't do anything, but mash isn't one to let you down so harshly. so he flops to the ground with a "ow" when you playfully punch him.

i might be taking this a little far, but in the case mash brought you to his court meeting where he meets all the divine visionaries, i don't think a lot of them will be very welcoming to you.

not only do you not have magic like mash, but your presence wasn't even a requirement for the court.

hell, orter tried to punish you to death for "deceiving" people with your fake mark, but you didn't understand what was going on. understandably so, because these random people in uniforms and lines on their faces just showed up and started harassing your brother.

it's not until orter grabs you by the collar like a dog and looks like he's going to attack you that mash throws a real punch at orter.

everyone's shocked and bamboozled at mash's face that only screams anger and rage while he calmly tells orter to let his little sister go.

as anyone would expect from a child, you start crying after realizing you could've gotten seriously hurt by the random guy with glasses.

and mash is quick to carry you and make sure you're not actually hurt because all hell would break loose if you were.

your presence in the whole event does play in mash's favor because headmaster claims that it's too cruel for a young child to have their older sibling torn away from them so quickly on top of all the reasons.

actually, on top of that, headmaster gives orter a little verbal thrashing for trying to hurt a child... because that's obviously so wrong in many ways.

even if you lacked magic, killing a child like you on the spot would be... well. unprofessional.

and the whole headmaster is talking, rayne is observing you and mash whisper amongst yourselves. his heart melts a little when mash finally gets you to break a smile from crying.

headmaster actually liked you from the moment you met because you called orter "meanie with stupid glasses" on the way out with mash. he found it hilarious and thinks you're a great kiddo. 10/10 had a good laugh when he got home.

it's not like your words are false, though, because orter was DEFINITELY a mean and aggressive person with glasses from the second y'all met.

all in all, mash is a pro at being a big brother as much as he is at throwing hands.

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oh my lord— mash burnedead, known for his supernatural strength and plain face, would absolutely just stammer whilst holding his cream puff and reaching it towards you and is clearly shaking under the weight of his ardor feelings and as if proposing his love, he says "w-will you please go out with me...???"

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MASHLE Incorrect quotes#9 Facts

Dot: Once I overheard Y/n and Orter having a fight that went like this-

flashback

Orter: Anything that comes out of your mouth is stupid

Yuu: Orter Mádl

End Flashback

Dot: To this day I still laugh out loud in inappropriate settings because I randomly think about it-

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4:05pm — haitani rindou

ran could say that other than the times where he’s fighting or dominating over the gang life, he could say that his home life was pretty quiet…

is what he’d wish to say if rindou just shuts the fuck up.

ran can vaguely remember the dream he had minutes ago before his younger brother barges in the door of their home, making ran go into defensive mode as his senses were on hyperalert.

the older haitani calmed down once he realized that it was just rindou who entered their abode but he still couldn’t help but lecture the younger.

“rind–” he was cut off by rindou who lets out a yell as he runs to his room and shuts it with his entire weight.

the older haitani, now concerned by his brother’s behavior, groggily trudged towards rindou’s room. he was about to knock but he was interrupted by the sounds behind his door.

“you’ve got to be fucking kidding me! you’re so dumb!” ran finally knocks. “rindou, dude, you okay?” ran hears his younger brother’s muffled yell, he assumes that the blonde has his face smashed against a pillow.

“rindou, come on. reply, or i’m going inside.” ran warns and it seemed like rindou couldn’t hear because the next thing ran hears is rindou telling himself off.

“really? ‘you have pretty eyes, they…’ that’s the best pick up line you can think of??? why are you still alive?!” rindou yells at himself and ran can vaguely hear thuds against the pillow, either rindou was punching it or hitting his face with it, the older doesn’t know.

“i’m coming in.” ran declares and before rindou can respond, the door opens and ran sees his younger brother sitting on his bed, knees tucked into his chest as he stared at the ground.

“what happened here?” ran asked rhetorically as he took in the unsightly scene of scattered sheets and thrown pillows.

“nothing. i fucked up now i can’t come back down from it.” rindou sighs as ran sits a good foot away from him.

“alright, tell me what happened.” ran immediately went into his ‘supportive older brother mode’ as he likes to call it as he cooed at his younger brother to confide in him.

rindou lets out a sigh as he fixes his glasses. “so… there’s this person i like–” “oh, you mean (y/n)– ” “aniki, shut up!” ran lets out a snort at his emotionally constipated younger brother.

“okay, fine, continue.” “so we were hanging out… and (y/n) was just so…” rindou let out another sigh, but ran could tell it was due to him being lovestruck.

“(y/n) was just so pretty i couldn’t help but stare.” ran nodded, listening more, rindou goes on, venting about how the two of you spent time together and how he subtly tried giving out hints that he was interested in you.

“but then i stared again, and (y/n) caught on…” rindou winces, reliving the memory.

“so (y/n) asked, ‘why are you staring at me?’ and i was so flustered that the only response i managed to give was ‘i like your eyes, they look like circles with dots’ fucking circles and dots! that’s the response my brain gave, i should kill myself at this point.“ rindou groaned and ran couldn’t help the laughter that escaped his chest as he pats his younger brother’s back.

“okay, how about we don’t do that.” ran tried comforting the sulky rindou but to no avail.

“aniki, you can handle roppongi on your own, right?” ran quirks a brow at the sudden question.

“i think i’m better off leaving japan and changing my name, how does rinku sound?” ran rolls his eyes at his brother’s dramatics. “look, you’re fine. (y/n)’s probably really flattered that you gave her a compliment.” rindou bemoans a response.

“but aniki, this is so embarrassing.” he plants his face into a pillow and wails, and if ran was any crueler than he usually is, he’d laugh out loud. but he wasn’t as he reassures his brother, “that’s just what happens when you have a crush on someone.”

“you make it sound so childish.” “with the way you’re acting, it already is, rin.”

before rindou could reply more, there was a knock on the door and ran is already pushing rindou to get it.

“maybe if you converse with someone else, the embarrassment will die down.” ran says as rindou walks towards the door.

rindou absentmindedly replies as he opens the door, not paying attention to who was in front of him.

“i don’t think so, aniki. this will give me nightmares for sure, i don’t know how i’ll face— (y/n)?”

as if the situation couldn’t get any worse, you stood there with your usual adorable self, eyes sparkly as you looked at rindou with a smile.

“ah, rindou! hey.” you smile and rindou feels like his world is stopping, he could pick up on his brother letting out discreet giggles from behind him but he paid him no attention as he was rendered speechless by the very sight of you.

“uh.. you forgot your coat in the field. thought you might get in trouble if you went to a meeting without it.” well weren’t you the sweetest? rindou thinks to himself as he nods and takes the jacket in his hands, blushing slightly as his hand brushes against yours.

“t-thank you.” rindou curses himself as he feels his voice crack.

“uh… is there anything else?” he hopes that he didn’t sound rude, but your mere presence is overstimulating him and he doesn’t know how long he could go without embarrassing himself further so it was probably the best option for you to turn your pretty self around and leave him to overthink everything he’s ever done in the same vicinity as you.

“i uh…” you start, face feeling a bit warm.

“i like your eyes too, it reminds me of lilacs. my favorite.” you say before giving him a shy smile and bowing in exit, turning around and walking away, not looking back in fear that he’d see the flustered expression on your face.

rindou was stuck with a blush on his face and his coat hanging on one arm. he was brought back to earth as ran smacks the back of his neck.

“so, you still feel embarrassed?”

“aniki, shut up.”

note: another installment of my loser!loverboy!rindou agenda, he's so hopeless it's pathetic and i love him that way <33 this was mostly a sneak-peek into the life of the haitanis, but who's complaining, really? special thanks to pibby for letting me yap this out at like... 5am a while ago hope u never get tired of me fr

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❝ I LIKE YOU... / I KNOW. ❞ your confession doesn't shock 'em one bit

with mikey, ran, rindou + very nervous!reader (toman timeline)

notes just a wholesome confession scene lol mikey's just as much as a nervous idiot as you are, ran is ... ran, and rindou is also an idiot . also i promise im working on requests i have like seven to work through sobs

it's not like it was hard.

he always felt your eyes on him: passing you in a hallway, in class (which he barely attended, but found himself showing up just to watch you suffer), randomly bumping into each other while out with friends... at first, he didn't care. he had a lot of attention going for him and he thought of you as another drop in the bucket.

but then he found himself paying attention to you.

when you weren't not-so-secretly pining over him, you were looking out the classroom window, a peaceful expression on your face that told him that you were about to fall asleep. or maybe you were with your friends, smiling widely as you exchanged snacks. or maybe you were giggling, your face on fire as your friends helped you craft some kind of candygram.

whatever he caught you doing, he found it endearing. and he couldn't escape it. but for reputation's sake, he tried to hide his adoration and amusement underneath his tough guy exterior. that quickly broke when you finally approached him.

your friends peeking from the hallway behind you both, you gently tapped his arm and your heart almost stopped functioning from nerves.

he cast an uninterested look over his shoulder, eyebrows raised. it was you. "hm?" internally, he was intrigued; he never thought you'd actually come up to him.

"i, uh..." you bit your lip, trying to shock yourself into calming down, but your heart still echoed in your chest.

"did you need something?"

"i'm sorry!" you exclaim suddenly, squeezing your eyes shut as you thrust the snack into his hand. "i like you!"

MIKEY

mikey's heart skipped a beat. "i know."

"uhm..." you whined softly, your body on fire. this was so embarrassing. "okay, bye!" you quickly spun around, hoping that he'd forget it the moment you disappeared around the corridor. he knew?! he KNEW? the fuck did that mean?? WHY DID YOU LEAVE SO FAST?

"wait," mikey's hand gripped your wrist. you squeaked and tried to pull away, but that only caused you to drift closer to him. his own face was dusted pink. "thanks for the snack."

you cast your eyes to the ground. "yeah, i know you're always eating it, so..."

mikey smiled, his grip softening into a delicate hold. he would never dream of giving up a chance to be with the one he'd been yearning for ever since he noticed your starry eyes on him. "wanna ride around with me?"

your eyes lit up and you sent a excited look to your friends. turning back to him as you both walked to his bike, you nervously asked, "so, you said you knew?" you asked, dreading the answer.

mikey smirked, his eyes lidded as he teased you. "yeah, s'not like you were good at hiding it."

"ugh, seriously?" you cringed, hiding your face in your hands. mikey's chuckle brought your eyes to peek over your fingers.

"it's okay, it was... cute." his voice grew quieter, like he was a little embarrassed to admit it.

you blinked at him before you truly processed his words, your heart bursting. "what?!"

mikey looked everywhere except you. "you—you heard what i said! just—come on." he grabbed your hand and ran over to his bike. his hand gripped the top of your head and you were so confused until he pulled a helmet out and slotted it over you. he clasped the buckle under your chin.

he stared at you for a moment before smiling with adoration. your face felt warm as butterflies filled your stomach.

"heh." he giggled, holding the sides of the helmet so that you couldn't hide your face from him. "cute."

as time went on, mikey wasn't so bashful when expressing his love for you.

RAN

he grinned. "ohhhh, i know." he dragged out his triumphant proclamation. "i know."

your face burned and you didn't know what to say to that. so, you bailed. "uh... okay? see you around!" you quickly turned. he knew? why'd he have to say it like that?

it took a moment to realize he was following you.

"so, where are we going?" he asked, tossing the snack package up in the air and catching it. "s'okay if it's far, i got a ride."

you stopped dead in your tracks, bewildered. "what?"

he cocked his head to the side, a calm smile on his face. "aren't we going out?"

you nearly screamed at the suggestion, not expecting this from him at all. "i—no??" you shoved your face into your hands. "i don't know!"

he laughed, captivated by how flustered you were. ran was a guy who liked to sweet talk and see his effect on others, and your reactions were just too good. "come on, i know you've been wanting some time alone with me for a while. you're not so secretive."

you groan and shy away from him. peeking from behind your hands, you meekly asked "was it that obvious?"

he grinned. "yeah. but all the better for me, right?" he put an arm around your shoulders, pulling you close to his side and leading you out the school. "knowing i got a pretty thing like you thinking about me all day."

you rolled your eyes, finally starting to come down from the high of your confession. "it wasn't all day."

ran smiled, so tempted to respond with well, that was the case for me, but he figured you'd probably faint. he'd save that for the next time.

RINDOU

"i know." he blurted out before he could think of something better to say. for all the bones he broke, rindou's resolve was weak. but he was good at faking it.

he could tell you were confused, not expecting his response.

you fidgeted with your fingers before you finally spoke up, your face burning. "uh... okay..?" how the hell is anyone supposed to respond to that.

rindou panicked internally, rubbing the back of his neck as he sighed. "are you free right now, or what?"

your eyes lit up as your downcast gaze snapped to look at him. "i am."

a smile cracked on rindou's face as he chuckled with amusement. "then, let me take you out."

"really?!" sure, it wasn't the most glamorous thing to say, but you couldn't help it. you were excited.

"yeah. i mean, you did buy me a snack, so." he held up the package proudly. "gotta return the favor, right? come on, i got a ride."

you tried to hide how triumphant you felt as you followed him diligently. he was awkward, not possessing the same level of finesse his older brother did. like, what does he say to you??

"so..." you started, taking the lead.

oh, thank god. he let out the breath he didn't know he was holding.

"you said you knew?" you mumbled, making a point to avoid his stare. "was it obvious?"

he smirked. "yeah, it was very obvious." you winced, but he continued. "don't worry. it was interesting."

you twisted up your lips in a cringe. "interesting as in a good way, or...?"

rindou racked his brain. ran was always good at thinking on the spot—what would he say? his lips moved before he could stop them. "interesting as in i couldn't stop thinking about you."

you both stared at each other—rindou in absolute shock of what just left his lips and you, completely flustered. your heads whipped away from looking at each other, lips pressed in a tight line as a million different thoughts ran through them. rindou was sure he creeped you out, but then he heard you giggle.

he looked back at you, reading every inch of your expression. you smiled softly. "that was so cheesy."

you kept on laughing to yourself, somehow enamored by his stupid line and he knew he was flying off the deep end.

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kyat-kyat · 14 days

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they're friends your honour

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kyat-kyat · 14 days

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yeaaaghhg

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kyat-kyat · 14 days

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he’s just emotionally constipated.

pairings: rindou x gn!reader

synopsis: in which ran convinces you to tone down on wanting rindou's attention

warnings: none!

wc: 2.02k

note/s: this was so fun to write i wanna write more (i probably will)

“good morning, rindou!” you cheerily greeted as the younger haitani walks by you, he gives you a side glance before facing front and walking away from you, not even saying anything.

the smile on your face drops as you look at the writings engraved on his retreating back.

“you good there, (y/n)?” you jolt once you hear kakucho’s deep voice say from beside you.

“huh? oh. yeah.” you agree absentmindedly, walking over to where rindou was headed. you hear kakucho sigh from behind you but you paid no mind as you tapped rindou on his shoulder.

“what do you want?” rindou turns his head to face you, a glare on his face as he raises his brow at you. if you were anyone else, you would’ve cowered under his gaze but you weren’t scared of the younger haitani. you don’t think you’d ever be.

“do you… do you wanna get lunch with me today?” you say quietly, feeling a bit embarrassed over the eyes of his underlings and the smirk of his older brother as they listened in to your conversation.

you looked straight into rindou’s gaze, awaiting for his answer but it didn’t seem like you were the only one waiting as you could feel all eyes on you and rindou.

you felt your heart drop a little as rindou rolls his eyes.

“pass. i have plans with nii-san.” from the corner of your eye, you can see ran raising a brow at his younger brother’s reasoning, seeing as they had nothing planned for the day– but you didn’t know that. your heart dropped at the rejection yet you gave him a small smile and said that you understood.

“well, maybe another time, then.” you say before turning on your heel and leaving the area, not wanting to embarrass yourself further.

a sigh leaves your lips as you sit down on the grass, recalling the events prior, a wince leaves your lips as you shut your eyes in cringe.

“trouble in paradise?” your eyes open as you see the older haitani sitting further up on the small hill.

“eh? ran?” “that’s the name, sweetheart, don’t wear it out.” ran playfully winks at you and lets out a laugh as you roll your eyes at him.

“i thought you and rindou had things to do?” you asked, ran shakes his head as he lies down on the grass.

“nope, i’m not in the mood to cover his ass today.”

“so he lied?” “yep.” you looked down, feeling a bit sad at the revelation and it didn’t help on how nonchalant ran was being.

“he could’ve rejected me like a normal person, am i that repulsive to be around with, haha.” ran clicked his tongue at your self-deprecation.

“on the contrary, i would say my brother likes you.” you whip your head to where the older haitani was lying down and give him an unimpressed stare.

“i don’t think you know how to read the room but obviously i’m not in the mood for jokes, ran.”

ran chuckles as he sat up. “oh i’m not joking. you should’ve seen how red my otouto went when you left.”

“then why does it seem like he doesn’t like me?” “he’s just emotionally constipated.” ran laughs off your concern.

“do you want him to want your attention?” ran asks as he sat up, a smirk on his face.

“i’m not interested in playing your games, ran.” “don’t worry. you won’t be doing anything, literally.”

now you were curious.

“what do you mean by that?” ran’s smirk widens at your inquisitive tone before it turns into a full on mischievous grin.

“do you trust me on this, (y/n).” “no.” “oka– hey! come on, i’m not that bad.” ran whines and you couldn’t help but let out a short laugh before relenting.

“fine, i trust you… somewhat.” ran pretends to not hear the last bit before he clicks his tongue teasingly once more.

“it’s simple. ignore him.”

“and here i thought you’d actually give me a decent idea.” “hey! you didn’t let me explain yet.”

“fine. go on.” “you want to get rindou’s attention right? play hard to get, see how he comes running after you. trust me on this.”

“and you’re sure about this because…?”

ran sighs.

“just trust me on this. ignore him and see what happens.”

rindou couldn’t help but feel like something was missing. he ate breakfast, had a full eight–well eleven hour sleep, won the fights his gang was involved in so why does he feel incomplete?

“good morning, everyone.” you greet as you enter the warehouse, ah. that’s why. rindou thinks. you haven’t greeted him good morning yet.

he watches with secret glances as you walk towards his direction, he puffs out his chest just a bit and awaits your greeting.

but it didn’t come.

rindou hides his confusion with a blank look as you walk past him with a neutral face, not even acknowledging that he was there before your face breaks out into a smile.

“kakucho, hey, good morning!” your back was turned on him and rindou couldn’t help but stare daggers at his colleague because that good morning was supposed to be for him.

his brows furrow at the uncharacteristic behavior you showed but didn’t speak up about it, you probably didn’t see him. it’s fine, you’ll probably ask him out to lunch again later.

“why are you looking so gloomy, otouto?” ran slides right beside him as he sat by the container terminals. rindou remained silent, and you could practically feel his burning stare from the back of your head but you paid him no mind, not even glancing behind even though you really wanted to see the expression on his face.

“ah?” rindou, once again ignores ran’s teasing tone. “i get it. your lil crush hasn’t greeted you good morning yet.”

rindou clicks his tongue, shoving his brother’s shoulder. “fuck off.” he says as he stands up and walks away, trying to busy himself, trying to not make it obvious that he’s waiting for you.

ran bites back a laugh the entire day, he swears if laughter was tangible, he would be able to fill up a jar– maybe two, due to the way rindou was acting.

if you weren’t in the vicinity, rindou would take it easy, barking out orders to the other members of tenjiku, not wanting to move his ass. but if you were even in his peripherals, best believe that rindou would be flexing how strong he was and how much work he’s done.

yet still, nothing.

you did not spare him a glance at all, not that he cared, why would he? that’s ridiculous. why would he bother caring that you didn’t greet him a good morning, it shouldn’t matter because in a few minutes, you’ll be asking him out to lunch and he’d maybe agree… after a bit of persuasion, of course. everything is fine.

he’s fine.

until a few days later passed and you still didn't bother glancing at him. it was like he didn’t exist in your orbit anymore and no amount of subtle flexing, glances or short amount of words exchanged could fix that.

rindou hates feeling this way.

but what can he do? you weren’t his— even if he thinks otherwise. he had no idea how to make things right because is this the punishment he gets for trying to play the mouse game? for making you chase him? if so, he wants to injure himself the way he injures the other gang members if they don’t act right.

he hates that he took your attention for granted because all he wants now is for you to even glance at his general direction and give him your stupidly annoyingly cute smile.

“hey shion, do you wanna get lunch with me?”

he was not fine.

you didn’t even get to hear shion’s reply before you feel yourself getting whisked away by a strong hand.

you let out an eek! as you were forced to your feet, both you and shion looking confused, you can hear ran let out a laugh as if what he was witnessing was the funniest thing ever.

finally, you looked in front and saw the back of rindou’s iconic blonde and blue hair.

“rindou?” the aforementioned did not say anything, only pulling you out of the warehouse.

“what’s up with you?” you try asking, but he still says nothing.

not liking the lack of interactions, you pull your hand away from his and stop in your tracks, causing him to stop as well.

“where are you taking me?” you asked, rindou looks at you with a blank expression, he says nothing, trying to take your hand once more but you don’t let him. “where?” you ask again.

“lunch.” rindou replies. you tilt your head to the side, confused. “i was about to have lunch with shion. you should have joined us.” rindou clicked his tongue in response, brows furrowing at the thought of having to share your attention with shion of all people.

you knew what you were doing, you should know what you were doing because rindou would never act out like this.

he doesn’t even know if he’s feeling jealousy, possessiveness or longing… or all three.

“rindou?” you snapped him out of his thoughts, pressing him on about how the two of you should head back and invite the other tenjiku members to lunch with the both of you.

“no.” he cuts off your rambling. fuck kakucho, fuck shion, fuck tenjiku. this is his time with you. no other tenjiku member should interfere.

“no?” you parrot back, not understanding why he’s acting like a petulant brat.

“no.” he confirms. “i don’t want anyone else to come to lunch with us.” you blinked in confusion.

“eh? why?” rindou thinks you’re doing this on purpose. you have to be.

“just… eat lunch with me.” “you’re acting weird, rindou.”

the thread to rindou’s sanity snapped.

“no. you’re being weird! you’re so… you–” rindou began spluttering. “you began ignoring me for a week for no reason and i didn’t know what else to do! i… fuck. why did you even stop talking to me?” rindou rants, not even giving you time to answer his questions.

“why does it even matter?” you ask in the middle of his ranting. rindou looks at you as if you were dumb, as if he couldn’t believe that you even asked that.

“because i like you, you dumbass!” the both of you stood in silence as you processed rindou’s words.

god you can’t believe ran’s advice actually worked. maybe you’ll get him a mont blanc in thanks.

rindou’s face was bright red, from his frustration or from the fact he confessed. you don’t know. you purse your lips, trying to keep the smile that was threatening to make an entrance.

“you’re so cute, rin.” you say, and you swear, you can see rindou’s cheeks turn a darker shade of red.

“shut up. pretend you didn’t hear anything.” rindou says as he turns on his heel. “you can go back to the warehouse, i’ll have lunch by myself.”

“no, rindou, wait–” you reach for his hand, pulling him back to you as you give him a smile.

the stupidly annoyingly cute smile that he missed.

“i like you, too.” rindou’s heart felt like it was going to leap out of his chest because what the fuck. he was not expecting that. at the very most, he’d expect to just never show his face whenever you were around but this was turning out way better than he expected.

he was so caught up in his thoughts that he almost didn’t feel the pair of soft lips that stamped against his cheek. he felt himself freeze for a second before his hands automatically grabbed at your waist, his eyes closing as he pulls you close.

you pull away with a smile on your face and rindou swears his face feels like he’s running a fever by how warm it is.

“so, lunch?” you ask, intertwining his hands with yours and pulling him into the direction where various diners lay.

“s-sure.” god he hates the way his voice just cracked, but unbeknownst to him, you found it quite endearing.

if you knew ignoring him would make him confess, you would’ve done it sooner.

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