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vixensbrainrotts · 3 months

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hiii i just discovered ur blog and I love it and was thinking if you could write for smiley/Baji and reader that plays sports(volleyball maybe) and maybe they meet when she hits them accidentally... Feel free to ignore my request💝

Lovestruck — Nahoya <Smiley> Katawa

Content: ask-based

Tropes: Volleyball player! Reader, (kind of) loser! Nahoya (he is a loser you cant tell me otherwise)

Warnings: brief mention of fainting, cursing, (slight disrespect towards the end but idk?)

Summary: Nahoya isn’t an easy match, especially not easy to take down, but against your mighty float-serve he stands no chance.

Vixen‘s two cents: Hello! I got a new keyboard so writing feels like butter right now :) smooth. Yeah anyway sorry this took forever to write but i LOVE this request, i love playing Volleyball so im so happy that i could write about it as one of my passions. Anyway, i hope you enjoy this cause i enjoyed writing this! (Also tell me why whenever i write for Smiley he‘s always getting beat the fuck up? Lol)

Bouncing the ball on the court a few times, you smiled, hearing your teammates cheer for you, calls of „Float serve!“ and „Serve it up Girl!“ echoing through the hall. Fulfilling your little pre-serve ritual you bent your knees and crouched a little, batting the ball towards the floor with one hand three times before chucking the ball upwards. Overcome in a rush of confidence thanks to your mates, you took a short run-up, jumping and stretching in the air, swinging your arm in one powerful motion to reel up for a nearly perfect serve.

The ball cut through the air, soaring over the net. The opposing Libero sizes up, readying herself for a receive but at the last moment she decided that it must be falling into the out, leaving it be as she hears her teammates suspicion. Shouts of „Out!“ and „Leave it“ made you falter a little as all eyes were on your ball, watching it meet the ground, right inside the upper right corner of the court.

The whistle blows and the Referee gestured to your half of the court. „In!“ He gestured with his hands sticking up and you and your team, along with a few onlookers erupted into cheers. „ACE!!!“ your teammates chanted shortly, celebrating the point before returning to positions. The ball gets tossed back to you, and the whistle counting eight seconds in which you have to serve blew.

Pounding the ball on the floor, you completed your ritual again, your teammates calling „Again!“ and „Get‘em!“, and you threw the ball into the air again, winding up for another powerful blow. You hit the ball, sure that this would be another point when the referee blew the whistle unexpectedly, mid-serve. Confusion hit you, afraid you had served a foul ball, or waited too long, but when you looked towards where the ball was flying, you noticed why the whistle sounded.

There was someone on the court. Seemingly in his own world he cut the corner of the court, unaware of his surroundings, most of it shrouded by his hair. The ball was barreling towards him at top speeds, and despite the collective calls of „Watch out!“ and „Ball!“, he barely had enough time to respond when your ball hit him, violently smashing against his head and ricocheting off, rolling towards somewhere in the distance as he‘s knocked off his feet.

Guilty, you stood still in shock for a second, the hall quiet as nobody makes a sound as people looked between you, him and the ball. In a haste moment you jolted alight and broke into a quick jog over to him to see if he was alive.

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Nahoya had simply been tasked to grab a mop from the storage room in the gym to clean up some of the mess one of his pranks had caused. Nothing more nothing less. When he entered the gym hall , his mission was clear: in, mop, out. Glancing into the hall he noticed that there was a game of volleyball going on, but decided that he could just quickly cross the court to reach his destination.

He regretted that decision now, lying on the floor, clutching the side of his head where he fell. His world was spinning, and not in the way it did when he got hit during fights. This was a wider surface area, and he felt himself get queasy as he swore that his brain was rattling from the impact.

„A— ou—o- ay??“ a voice faded in and out of his ears, eyes cracking open to look at a pair of gym shoes. „Huh?“ he grunted, trying to figure out speech again. „Oh—- od—- he— as- a—con- usion!“ his ears picked up, but the cut off words dont register fully. Instead, his eyes traced up the legs that stood before him, a pair of kneepads catching his gaze shortly before it moved further up. Entranced, he let his eyes map out a pair of (rather wonderful) thighs before the angle he was lying in forced him to look at the face of his saving grace.

„Wow..“ he whispered as he studied your features, the world behind your face blurry as you leaned down towards him, kneeling as a hand came up to his neck to check his pulse. You wove your free hand towards something, somewhere, and then he felt the world slip from underneath him, his hearing muffling as a vignette closed in around the corners of his vision. From one second to another, he went slack on the floor, everything turning black.

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Completely panicked, you wove over some of the bystanders, asking for assistance to get him over to the sidelines for some immediate attention. In a rush, his body was lifted onto one of the spare equipment room at the side, the referee calling for your team to get back onto the field and play on, trusting you to treat the fallen boy. You were team captain after all.

His pulse was stable, you decided after a minute or two of counting and feeling the thumping on the side of his neck. Slightly relieved that you didn’t just commit murder you rolled him onto his side, shifting into stable position that aimed for him not to choke on his own tongue. You kneeled beside him, holding a damp wash cloth in one hand, a waterbottle clutched in the other.. Slowly and carefully you got closer to his face and whispered “please don’t flinch” as a quiet warning before pushing his hair out of his face to drape the cloth over his forehead.

Once the task was done, you remained sitting beside him, monitoring him for any movement or potential issues. There were a few moments of pure silence between you two which you spent just kind of observing him. You didnt think that you’d seen him before, not recognizing a haircolor as bold as orange to be very familiar to you. Your eyes traced his neat curls as they laid over his head, the coils shining slightly. The slope of his nose was oddly pretty, and you found yourself envious of the little gem that sat precious on his left nostril. His lips were full and lush, the same flushed shade as his cheeks, and judging by the twitch of his eyebrow he might be waking up soon.

His shallow breathing picked up, his nose twitching as his eyelids started to flutter, a soft noise falling from his lips. You readied yourself with the bottle of water you had picked up earlier and shuffled closer to him to ensure that he doesn’t panic too hard when waking up in the foreign space of the storage room.

„Hi…“ you carefully called out to him, hoping that your voice would serve as a smooth transition between conscious and unconscious. „please don’t scare, you’re alright…“ you continued, tapping the bottle nervously as he groaned again, eyelids fluttering open but screwing shut again due to the bright lights.

„Mmmh, what?“ He mumbled, voice gravely as he spoke. „Hi there, you’re currently in the open storage room connected to the gym so dont be confused.“ you said softly and watched his eyelids slowly crack open, now receptive to the bright overhead lights.

„Why am I on the floor though?“ The boy mumbled, raising one of his arms to swipe a hand across his face, pulling the washcloth off his forehead as he regained his bodily sensations. You cringed a little before you answered, a tad embarrassed. „Youre laying on the floor because you briefly lost consciousness-“ you were about to elaborate, but his confused grunt cut you off.

„What? Who did I lose to? Lemme- lemme rematch!“ he sounded distressed, now moving to get up- something he clearly shouldn’t do- so you stopped him before he could sit up fully. Planting a palm on his chest you pushed him back down, to which there was little to no resistance. „You lost to my serve, no rematching to be made.“ you clarified, leaning over him with the water bottle in your free hand.

„What? To you?“ he opened his eyes all the way, having adjusted somewhat well to the bright lights as he got a good look at you for the first time. His eyes widened, albeit still a little drowsy „Oh… damn Mama…no wonder I lost to ya, you could lay me down any day..“ You both gasped in synchronization as you flinched back from him, hand retreating from his chest as you stared down at him. He, likewise just as bewildered as you stared back up at you, a hand slapped over his mouth as his face transitioned into a darker, redder shade.

„Oh my god. I didnt mean- it‘s- Im so sorry.“ He stuttered out as he tried to scoot away from you to give you both some space to breathe. „Yeah, its ok, I mean its my fault really, I knocked you out, its clear that you have a little bit of a hazy mind…“ You utter down at him bashfully, a small smile wavering on your lips as you think about the absurdity of the situation.

„No no no I mean thats really inappropriate and I really shouldn’t have said that at all, I promise I don’t mean to be disrespectful but you’re so… you know? And maybe I should just shut up actually cause I think the more im talking the worse im making this all..“ He trails off as he comes to sit up fully, eyes filled with guilt as his focus darts around the room.

„Hey, hey, its alright! I mean, yeah ok maybe that was not what I was expecting but uh… you know… maybe take me out beforehand?“ you giggle as you scoot closer, taking the wet washcloth from where it lay forgotten beside him. Chuckling, you fold the cloth and set it, along with the water bottle, down next to him. „You‘re kinda cute, you know?“ you smile down at him as you stand up completely, boldly winking at him before turning on your heel to leave.

„Wait you serious? Hold on-“ he called out after snapping out of his daze, and you felt your smile widen across your face, cheeks tingling in a warming sensation. „Rest. Stay there until you feel better, they need me on the court, I’m the captain after all.“ you walk out of the open storage room, briefly throwing the boy a look over your shoulders.

„Im Nahoya by the way!“ he called out to you when he noticed your attention, and in smooth response you pulled your hair over your shoulder, revealing the lettering of your name on your jersey as you took your spot on the field. Your teammates noticed, immediately, and started giggling and whispering, teasing you about Nahoya who was now setting down at the side of the court, next to a line-judge he seemed semi-familiar with.

„Dang…“ Baji muttered and shook his head. „Knocked out clean with a Proxi-slap…“ he pondered, a hand on his chin as his eyebrows furrowed. „Baji-San i dint think that that‘s-„ Chifuyu was going to correct him, but Baji kept talking „That chick must have one hell of a punch then...“. Nahoya nodded, almost proud as he recounted it. „Yeah! It was so forceful i thought i was being hit by a train! You know what, it‘s sorta comparable to one of Hanma‘s hooks…“ the crowd of captains and vice captains ah-d and ooh-ed at the comparison.

„And you stayed there? Watching? They allowed you?“ Souya questioned, in slight disbelief. „Yeah! Oh my goodness you wish you could have seen…“ Nahoya swooned, fanning himself with one hand at the very thought. The surrounding members of Toman grumbled and snickered, some giving encouraging whoops to the twin.

„So a Volleyball-player…“ Pah-chin coughed, „She got—?“ „Thighs! Thighs for days oh my lord you wont believe it! And her smile! The way her hair falls, when she cheers and celebrates…“ Nahoya cut him off, a dreamy smile streatching across his face as he started to recount every thought he had when watching you.

The others shared a knowing glance and Mitsuya snickered „Damn, she‘s got you bad, huh?“ Nahoya stopped and looked at him, eyes blank as he thought for a second. „Yeahn… I guess…“ he trailed off to which Draken burst out into a loud laugh.

„She done ‘nd tamed one of the wildest guys I know, damn! You said she knocked you clean out? With a serve? You know damn well that shawty could beat ya ass!“ Draken went on, leaning onto Mistuya for support who joined the laughter.

„Hey listen! You‘ll shut ya mouths once you see all she brings! Full package I tell ya!“ Nahoya scrambles to defend his dignity (or yours, he wasnt quite sure).

„Right Romeo. You‘ve got her number then?“ Mitsuya quizzed, to which Nahoya fell silent.

„Shit.“

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10jo10ge · 9 months

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sketchdump

#tokyo revengers #ryuuguji ken #sanzu haruchiyo #kawata nahoya #haitani ran #shiba taiju #matsuno chifuyu

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lilypatchkins · 3 months

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Inspiration struck and I had to draw it (if you know what this is from ily)

Extended conversation:

Smiley: I thought a bird would be cool

Chifuyu: THIS ONE DOESN’T EVEN FLY?!?!?

Takemichi: THAT’S NOT THE PROBLEM!!

#Tokyo revengers #tokrev #tokrev fanart #kawata nahoya #kawata Souya #tr smiley #tr angry #Matsuno chifuyu #hanagaki Takemichi #San draws #San-draws #he would and you can’t convince me otherwise #kawata twins

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shizukais · 7 months

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Tokyo Revengers Brilliant Full Color Edition [Volumes 1-20]

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virtue-and-beneviolence · 11 months

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Can you do a tokyo revengers aftercare thing??? (Btw I'm talking about after uhm the devils tango)

Random characters as chosen by a few lovely moots.

Baji cleans up minimally and enters cat mode immediately neither of you are moving now. But at least he brought a water bottle to split.

Kazutora needs the aftercare more. God he nutted his soul into you okay. please hold his hand. He's gonna say he can do it and he wants to take care of you but trust me. Just stroke his hair and tell him you love him please.

Hanma falls asleep so fast. It's not that he CAN'T do after care its jus like,,,he's eepy. He can clean up, get yall to a preferred state of dress, but you KNOW he's gonna be drooling on your chest right after. It's okay, he said all the soft stuff while he was railing you.

Sanzu surprising to some, an aftercare pro. He's deeply sentimental and now knows how to recover from various...states of being, to put it diplomatically. He's going to insist on a quick bath and wash your hair for you. Water and snacks are a given.

Mitsuya was built for aftercare. His aftercare starts before the main act istg. Wines and dines you right for sure. I feel like we all know he know exactly what to say, what to do, how to hold you, how to clean up and make sure you don't have to lift a finger.

Nahoya could very easily be one of those guys that tries to be a pat ya on the ass on your way out baddie boy but he caves and lets you stay. He's gonna be weird about it though.

Draken is the most communicative of this bunch. You get the feeling that whatever he does it specific for you and what you need in the moment. You want a shower? A bath? a snack? Water? tell him how you're feeling and he will care for you in the moment.

Bonus:

Ryusei? You want Ryusei? For Ryusei to take care of you after sex, he needs to not be napping at all times.

#sanzu haruchiyo #kazutora hanemiya #baji keisuke #ryuguji ken #kawata nahoya #hanma shuji #mitsuya takashi #chu canons #sanzu x reader #draken x reader #hanma x reader #mitsuya x reader #kazutora x reader

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severelystrangewriter · 6 months

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Only One Bed (Flufftober 2023 Day 13)

Pairing: nahoya kawata x reader x souya kawata

WC: 1195

Warnings: none

Summary: a horror movie makes you too scared to sleep alone

Note: just some platonic snuggles

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Souya and Nahoya were no strangers to staying the night at your house growing up. Whether it be spending time watching movies or playing games, by the end of the night you all would be passed out in sleeping bags in the living room. The sleepovers remained consistent well into your adulthood.

In fact, you three were so close that when Nahoya had the idea of opening up a ramen shop, he and Souya came to you to let you in on the partnership of owning the restaurant. The three of you became roommates on top of that, seeing how splitting the rent meant you could afford a better place. You each had your own room to sleep in, but you still spent the majority of your time together in the living room.

Tonight was movie night in the household. You were sitting on the couch in between the Kawata twins watching some horror film that Nahoya insisted on picking. And it was terrifying. The jumpscares were crazy good, the eerie soundtrack set the pace for tense scenes, and by the time it was over, you and Souya were clinging to each other out of sheer fright. Nahoya, on the other hand, looked less than impressed, even outright laughing at moments he found ridiculous.

“You two gonna be okay?” The eldest twin asked when the end credits started to play.

You reluctantly parted from Souya with a nervous chuckle, “Uh… yeah, of course.”

“It wasn’t that bad,” Souya tried to play it off too.

Nahoya stretched before standing up from the couch, “Well, in that case, I’m ready for bed. That movie was so boring it almost put me to sleep.”

“Already?” You asked, eyes widening at the thought of having to go to bed right after watching something scary.

Nahoya smiled knowingly, “Yeah. You guys should go to bed too, we still have work tomorrow.”

Just at that moment, an after-credit jumpscare popped up on the screen with a loud scream, causing you and Souya to scream as well. Nahoya roared with laughter at your reactions.

“Not funny, Nahoya,” You glared at him, crossing your arms.

He quieted down, but still had a cheesy grin on his face as he shook his head. Then he bid you and his brother good night before disappearing down the hall to his room, leaving you and Souya to sit in silence, staring at the tv apprehensively.

“Just one cartoon,” You finally decided, picking up the remote, “Then we’ll go to bed.”

Souya nodded quickly in agreement.

But later that night while you lay in bed, your blanket covering your face as you curled up in a fetal position, you realized that not even a light-hearted cartoon could save your mind from wandering back to that horrific film. You squeezed your eyes shut as you could hear the wind howl outside your window.

‘There’s nothing there, it’s just your imagination. There’s nothing there, it’s just your imagination’ was the mantra running through your head. But as time ticked by, you were getting more and more anxious. You needed to get some sleep, you had to be at work by nine.

Swallowing your pride and picking up your pillow, you tiptoed down the hall to Nahoya’s room. Despite the late hour, you could see the light was still on so you carefully opened his door and peeked your head inside. Your friend was lying in bed, scrolling through his phone with the lamp on his bedside table illuminating the room in a warm glow.

“Nahoya?” You whispered, getting his attention as he looked over at you questioningly. You stepped further into the room and shut his door before walking to the side of his bed. Your cheeks warmed up in embarrassment as you asked, “Can I sleep in here tonight?”

“Aw, are you too scared to sleep alone?” Nahoya teased, causing you to become even more flustered as you hugged your pillow to your chest.

“Just shut up and move over,” You muttered. With that stupid annoying smile, he did as you said and lifted the blankets so you could join him in bed. He plugged in his phone and put it away as you lay on your side, putting your pillow down before resting your head on it, already feeling comforted by the second presence.

“Better?” Nahoya asked, flipping the lamp off and shifting until he was facing you.

“Mhm,” You nodded, letting your eyes flutter shut, “Thanks Nahoya.”

“Anything for you,” He replied easily, making you smile softly to yourself.

It wasn’t long after that when you fell into a peaceful slumber.

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You woke up feeling incredibly warm, vaguely aware of the two bodies sandwiching you in between them. Peeking your eye open, you realized that your cheek was smushed up against Nahoya’s chest, your arm draped over his middle and your leg was hooked high around his waist. You remembered crawling into bed with Nahoya early on in the night, but what surprised you was how Souya was pressed up against your back, latching onto you like a koala. His arms snuck between your and his brother’s bodies to hold you with his leg thrown over your other leg that wasn’t wrapped around Nahoya. You figured he must’ve gotten freaked out too and had the same idea to seek comfort.

It was a little odd. Sure, you’ve cuddled the twins before as you all lounged on the couch, but waking up in the same bed as them was a whole different situation. You weren’t going to lie though, it was still just as comfortable.

“It’s about time you woke up. I’ve been trying to figure out how to get out of your death grip for ten minutes,” Nahoya’s soft voice made you snap your eyes to his, seeing the gentle smile on his face despite his complaint.

“What time is it?” You mumbled quietly, not wanting to disturb Souya.

“Like, 6:30.”

You whined and buried your face deeper into Nahoya’s chest, “I don’t wanna get up. I’m cozy.”

Nahoya exhaled sharply in amusement, his grin only growing. He brought his free hand that wasn’t underneath you to rest on your arm that was on his stomach. He traced light patterns into your skin.

“I really do need to get up though, I gotta go really bad.”

With a reluctant sigh, you released the oldest twin from your grasp. He let out a quiet “yay” and escaped the bed. Souya’s hold on you tightened, groaning as the mattress moved. Giggling lightly, you tried to roll over, but the task was basically impossible with how he was embracing you. This must’ve been how Nahoya felt when you were holding him captive.

“Souya~” You attempted to wake him up, “Can I turn around?”

“Mhm,” He murmured sleepily, finally giving you enough room to maneuver yourself until you were facing him. You snuggled into his chest now, this time throwing your arm over his side as he slotted one of his legs between yours with his arms still wrapped around you. Sighing with content, your eyes slid shut again basking in the warmth for as long as you could.

#tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo revengers fluff #nahoya kawata #souya kawata #nahoya kawata x reader #souya kawata x reader #kawata nahoya #kawata souya #kawata twins #tokrev #fluff #x reader #fanfiction #flufftober #kace writes

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yanderederee · 6 days

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OMG! I was getting a slurpee from 7/11 and it made me wonder what slurpee flavor or flavors do you think each of the Tokyo Revengers boys would bring you as a treat?

This has been sitting in my askbox for like 9 months I’m so sorry

there are also endless Slurpee flavors???? I literally only ever have gotten Cherry my whole life? Sorry for the random flavor choices, these are the only ones im familiar with

Thank you for interacting this is a very cute ask!

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Cherry - A true classic! These characters aren’t much for trying new things. If they like it, no need to try anything else, right? It may also be just because the other flavors sound weird too, or are broken. Cherry is a tried and true, always up and running delightful treat.

— Mikey, Kazutora, Rindou, Izana

Blue Raspberry - Also pretty tame in what flavor they will actually try. ‘Slushies only come in two genders, red and blue, and I’m blue damnit!’ - kind of vibe about it. Very fun characters though, confident in what they do and don’t like.

— Draken, Baji, Smiley, Inui, Wakasa, Senju

Mountain Dew - um. It’s easy to like, it’s easy to love. It’s a good flavor, and no one can really deny it. But when is this flavor ever available, what with the machine always busted? When they can get their hands on it, it’s like they’ve never had a slushee before. They go nuts. Crazies, but cuties.

— Chifuyu, Peh, Kakucho, Shinichiro

Cola - It just satisfies a part of you that desires a treat, but don’t really want to commit to drinking a cola-soda. After all, they can be overly syrupy, and bad for your health. Making this a great alternative!

— Takemitchi, Pah, Naoto, Benkei

Pina-Colada - A delight! These characters have probably circle through what flavors they normally get pretty often. Never getting two of the same flavor in consecutive trips, this is a good pick for a hot summer day.

— Emma, Mitsuya, Hakkai (always just gets what Mitsuya gets), Yuzuha, Ran, Ryusei

Peach - perhaps the least sought after flavor. It’s usually okay, if perhaps not very flavorful. But that’s the appeal, not too heavy on one flavor, light and delightful. Nothing against it, but they don’t think too much about getting this flavor.

— Sanzu, Angry, Hina, Kokonoi

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nanaosaki3940 · 21 days

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Attention!! I got this important news for y'all, bitches!!!

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tokyo-daaaamn-ji-gang · 26 days

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It's him!

#tokyo revengers #love the way he looks so happy while casually beating people up lmao #tokrev #tokyo rev #nahoya kawata #kawata nahoya

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intheafterall · 9 days

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Because now we know his eyes are orange.

#tokyo revengers #tokrev #nahoya kawata #kawata nahoya #smiley #Nahoya is a god #I made his nose to pointy #he's sooo pretty #itaa's art

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vixensbrainrotts · 3 months

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Hi anonymous here! Can congrats on your milestone🍾🎊🎉 i was wondering if you could do a smiley or if you don’t do smiley baji with a sukeban (female delinquent) reader with the her beating them in a fight

Rock your world - Nahoya Katawa

Content: ask- based

Warnings: a fight scene (obviously)

Summary: Oh how wrong Nahoya was when he thought that you were a weak opponent...

Vixen's two cents: Omg yes theres way too little Katawa content out there it pains me! Also sorry for responding to this so late I just really couldn't decide on how to frame this one ughhh. fight scenes are hard to write comprehensively... Anyway thank you so much for requesting and I hope you enjoy!

Smiley thought that this would have been a quick little situation.

He'd thought that he could play and tease you a little too much and then get away with it: as he always does. Why wouldn't he? You caught his eye and he was in a good mood. What would stop him? But when you challenged him to a fight, his smile faltered a little. You kept up with him and his sarcastic jabs, even dishing out your own without batting an eyelash.

He denied the fight at first, thinking of the moral that Mikey had set up and was fiercely loyal to. If he were to go against his leader's words, it was sure to warrant repercussions. You noticed his reluctance and pointed it out, calling out to both his division and your friends who were standing beside, watching.

Elicited by your silver-tongued taunts and encouraging hollers from the by-standing audience, he rid himself of his jacket and took off his rings. Then it began. He wasn't all too serious at first, giving you some leeway as he weaved your advances, staying defensive. He had to hand it to you: despite being a girl, you were among the best opponents he's had so far, judging by your sharp, controlled movements, and your almost perfect form.

"Come on, you're not scared of me, are ya?" You started teasing him when you noticed how passive he had been throughout the fight. Bouncing on your heels a little you spurred him on, taking an upper had in the dynamic present.

"Listen, I don't hit girls." Smiley's voice was, whilst still teasing, a bit sharper, a bit deeper, loyal to the codex that Mikey had set up which he had devoted himself to (for the most part).

"Neither do I." you answered, without missing a beat.

That's when the codex flew out the window and Smiley decided he had to lock in. The signature smile widened and he rolled his shoulders back and stretched his fingers out before clutching them into tight fists again.

"Alright. Your choice." he said under his breath, just about loud enough for you to hear.

He moved towards you quick, fists aiming straight for your head, forcing you to take a more defensive stance. Miraculously you dodged and weaved all of his punches, and the only time he managed to snag you was a weak roundhouse punch that you blocked with your forearm.

Smiley was growing frustrated with you and your snake-like agility, the way you seemed to be falling into his patterns all too easily. He had to break out of his usual style to throw you off, somehow. He feinted a left jab and pulled through with the right fist, shifting his body to throw his weight into the punch, a sure strike, but nothing hit.

In a split second, you stood next to him on his open side, having dodged his hit. Nahoya's smile dropped as there was a brief moment of eye contact between you two, his hair being tousled by all the action, no longer shrouding his sight.

For the first time, he got a proper look at you up close and realized that next to being one of the strongest opponents he's ever had, you've got to be the prettiest of them all. The way your eyelashes curled, the small specks of color in your iris, the blush that spears across your cheeks from the activity... Nahoya felt his head spin just a little, and he lost focus.

You saw the opportunity and took it. The proximity and the height difference between you two allowed you to reel up for an uppercut, fist coming flying up towards his chin, aiming to deck him upside the jaw for a potential knockout, but Smiley snapped out of his daze faster than you anticipated, flipping his guarding arm down to block your punch.

You falter for a moment, stunned at his reaction time, but manage to regain your fever as you grab his blocking arm and hook your other hand underneath his armpit. Your hand comes to circle his back, digging into his shoulder blade as you step forth, pushing your body to his and shifting your feet to face parallel to your shoulders.

You exhale hard and yank his hand you're holding down, pushing his back, bending him over almost entirely, and with a quick hoist upwards, and support through your legs, you spun him inside down mid-air, pushing onto his chest and smashing him into the floor.

Nahoya can't move, or breathe, or do much of anything right now. He's splayed across the floor like a limp doll, eyes squeezed shut in pain, heaving gasps trying to regain the oxygen he was robbed.

what the fuck was that

He remembers looking at you, and then the next moment the world spinning, which was followed by pain. Never, ever had he engaged in a dual this short, and never, ever had he lost. Nahoya tries hard to move any muscle, but he lies there as if his body isn't his his own.

The small crowd around you two erupts into precarious cheers and whoops, and you indulge the attention. Victoriously, almost provocatively you swing one leg over his body and look down at him, your teeth glinting pretty as you speak. "What happened Devil-boy? I thought you were one of the best? Guess Toman ain't all that, huh?" There was a playful lilt in your voice that made his head spin even harder than it already was.

Nahoya cracks an eye open to look up at you and feels his breath get stuck in his throat again. His friends wolf-whistle as you begin to lower yourself, bending forward to come closer to his face.

"And here I thought we were gonna have some real fun... what a shame..." you sounded almost disappointed as you straightened up and stepped away from him, turning to face your friends again and walking in their direction as they cheered for your victory.

Nahoya's eyes fall shut again and he curses himself for not being able to do anything as he hears one of his squad-members rush next to him.

You spare a last glance over your shoulder, looking at his form once more before turning to leave again. "Come fight me again when you think you can take me properly... I think you were a little out of it today, no?"

Your words echoed in his head, as you left him defeated, pissed, and determined to take you on again. You might have K.O.'ed him today with that batshit move he's never seen before, but he'll get you back. Right then and there he decided that next time, he'll give you his all and fight, and then maybe take you out on a date afterward too?

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