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seangelfish · 9 months

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would it be possible to request buster bros and what they would be like with a younger sister reader !! im not sure if this breaks any of the rules with like multiple characters im sorry 😭

Yes!! I love Buster Bros sooo much so I’m really excited to receive this request! And don’t worry, you haven’t broken any of the rules. I do allow multiple characters in headcanon/platonic fics, hehe! I hope you enjoy reading!!

Buster Bros w/ a younger sister

Featured characters: Ichiro Yamada, Jiro Yamada and Saburo Yamada (separate)

Genres/types: Headcanons

Word count: 2,006

A/N: For this, I decided to write the younger sister reader as a year or two younger than Saburo (age 12/13). I prefer the older sister trope when it comes to the baby bros, but this is actually a really cute fic request and I had a blast writing it!

Saburo's section was the hardest to write for, I'm not sure how it's longer than Ichiro's and Jiro's lmao I wrote this really quickly because I love them so so much, and I was honestly waiting for someone to request these three haha

ICHIRO YAMADA

- He doesn’t like picking favourites out of all his siblings, but Jiro and Saburo knows for sure that you’re his favourite.

- Is very kind towards you — of course he is kind to his brothers too — but even if you make a big mistake, he’ll just laugh at you, ruffle your hair, and tell you not to do it again. However, just because he's like this to you, doesn't mean he won't be stern. You need to learn that things have its consequences!

- You’re his cute little sister! All he wants to do is spoil you. Whenever he’s out and about in the streets of Ikebukuro, and something cute catches his eye, he’ll buy it for you. You’re always appreciative of it. Unfortunately, he won’t buy you snacks even when you beg for it.

“Nope, no snacks for you, (Y/N). It’ll ruin your teeth.”

“But onii-chan!”

“No means no.”

- Is very overprotective since he’s well known for his past delinquency and now for his role as leader for the Buster Bros. He’ll usually say no when you want to hang out with your friends from school. You understand why he’s doing this, but it’s still going to be annoying.

“Why can’t I just live a normal life?!” you cry one day.

Ichiro tenses up at this. “H-Hey, I’m trying my best, (Y/N)… Why don’t we do this? You can hang out with your friends this weekend if you let one of us keep an eye out for you?”

You take a while to answer.

“Okay… as long as you don’t make yourself seen by my friends.”

“Haha, deal.”

- Despite that, you’re able to hang out with all your brothers together whether it’s just to eat outside for lunch! Ichiro let’s you ride on his shoulders or hold hands with you. Even when you’re just 6/7 years younger than him, he still thinks of you as a baby.

- If you want a bite of his lunch, he'll easily give you some.

- Reads you a story when it's time to go to bed because he's been doing it since you were a toddler. He treasures this time so much because he knows that once you grow up, you won't want him to read you a bedtime story anymore.

- Sometimes you'll ask him to tell you a story of what he does with your brothers as the Buster Bros. He won't give you too many details, so you never know the full story of his adventures. Won't tell you much about his delinquent days. In fact, he may never mention it at all.

- Gives you a little goodnight kiss once you fall asleep, but will also kiss your forehead when you're about to drift to sleep.

- Is the first person to introduce you to his favourite animes and manga. You'd watch it together sometimes although your tastes may differ. If you like shonen, well good for both of you. If you like shojou, Ichiro will still watch it with you, and may even develop his tastes for it.

- Whilst watching anime together, you would rest your head on his lap. He'll stroke your hair like a cat.

- When you catch him taking a nap, you'd get on top of him like a blanket to take a nap on him. You're only doing this for the giggles because once he wakes up due to the heavy weight on his back, he gets super confused.

- Probably the brother that you hug the most out of. He's big and gives you the best hugs. Would lift you up in the air when the occasion is right.

- Your big brother that you respect. The first person you would go to whenever you need help. You find him to be the most reliable (which isn't surprising).

JIRO YAMADA

- You title him the more fun brother. Despite getting into arguments with Saburo all the time, he’s very sweet towards you. Why wouldn’t he be though? Look at you! You’re his cute little sister!

- However, if you were to make a mistake, he will get a bit angry with you, but not to a point where he’ll make you cry. He's just stern with you. Would probably pinch your cheeks and pull on them, laughing at how funny your face would look.

- Probably the brother that makes fun of you (but only as a joke)!

- Wants to spoil you too. Is willing to buy you your favourite snacks! Whenever he goes to hang out with his friends and he's at a shop, he texts you what snacks you want.

"Just don't tell nii-chan, alright?" he whispers with his index finger to his lips.

"Mmm!!" you agree happily.

- Is probably the brother that keeps an eye on you when you hang out with your friends from school. Weirdly enough, he's quite good at making himself not be seen by your friends AND you. It really feels like you're not even being followed by him. He also has friends that are willing to watch out for you too.

- He isn't really reliable when you need help on your homework though. Everyone in the family knows that Jiro isn't really smart when it comes to academics. You don't really mind it though because you still respect him nonetheless. You know he's trying, and you could actually relate to him in a way. He appreciates how understanding you are.

- So he's the only brother you would trust with when your grades aren't as good as you hoped they'd be. Sometimes you're just too scared to confront Ichiro about it, so Jiro would be your first option when you need to tell him about your failures. He would cheer you up and tell you that you can do better next time, encouraging you to tell Ichiro when you're ready.

"Jiro nii-chan, I didn't do well on my science test..." you whimper. "Onii-chan is going to be mad at me..."

"It's okay, (Y/N). It was probably just a bad day. You'll do well next time, so don't be sad! Do you want me to be there for you when you tell nii-chan?"

"Yes, please..."

- Likes to give you piggybacks, and is also willing to hold your hand too — only if you want to though, he doesn't usually initiate it.

- Unlike Ichiro, if you want a bite of his lunch, he'll refuse (only jokingly though). He ends up giving you a bit if you really wanted it.

- Likes to make you laugh by either telling you stupid jokes, making fun of Saburo, or just tickling you.

- Sometimes you hang out with him to play soccer. He really enjoys the sport, and you were always curious as to why. You may grow to like it too or maybe it's because you're just spending time with your big brother.

- Along with Saburo, he is the brother who picks you up from school. Ichiro is sometimes busy to do so. If he comes along with Saburo, you would link arms with both of them, you being in the middle.

- When Ichiro can't read you a bedtime story, Jiro tells you stories of what he has done instead, or the stories he hears from his friends. They are always so interesting.

- Usually gives you side hugs more than actual hugs. Ruffles your hair a lot. Gives you forehead kisses, but is pretty rare.

- Your big brother that you respect. He may not be reliable when it comes to school work, but you trust him with everything else.

SABURO YAMADA

- Since you're only a year or two younger than him, your relationship with Saburo is kind of... 50/50? A best friend kind of relationship more than an older brother one.

- The brother you actually get into mild arguments with, but since it's you, he'll actually apologise first. He won't ever apologise to Jiro, but you're his only sister, so he'll suck it up and try to fix things with you.

- Therefore, if you were to make mistake, he WILL be mad at you.

- Makes fun of you more than Jiro does. Of course, he's just joking though. He's not as harsh to you as he is with Jiro. All three brothers love you too much.

- If you ever start crying because of him, he'll immediately backtrack. Will start comforting you, rocking you like a baby although this is something anyone would rarely see him do. If he doesn't do this (which is rare), you'll threaten him with the 'I'm telling onii-chan' phrase.

- Will eat the snacks with you that Jiro had bought.

"But Jiro nii-chan bought me those!"

"Yeah? Let's go tell him to buy some more then."

"Saburo nii-chan!!!"

- Won't spoil you, but will do whatever you ask of him if it's reasonable.

- You title him the smart, but kind-of-mean brother. Probably scolds you the most out of all your brothers.

"(Y/N), what did I tell you?! It's your turn to wash the dishes today!”

"I'm sorry, Saburo nii-chan! I forgot!"

- Will help you on your homework even if you don't ask him for it. He's very reliable, so if you did need help, you'll always ask him for it. Surprisingly, he's happy to help you, and you bond with him every time you study together.

- You admire how smart he is, and you're always complimenting him on his high grades (and his hacking skills). This makes him realise how much he wants to keep getting better for you, so you could look up to him more than Jiro. After all, Saburo's the smart one, and your role model should be smart too.

He giggles to himself as he is finally given his test papers back to him, knowing he has full marks yet again. "I've got to show this to Ichi-nii and (Y/N)! They'll be so proud."

- Saburo doesn't have that many friends, so he's always appreciative of you that you'll accompany him around town to do errands or something mundane like that.

"Saburo nii-chan, let's go to the arcade today!"

"Eh, alright. Is there something you want to win?"

"Yes, that plushie over there!"

"Alright, here goes...!"

He actually ends up getting the plushie you want to your surprise.

- Cares a lot about you. Is always happy to see you come out of school as he picks you up. Asks about your day, and is always listening to you on whatever you have to say.

- If you want a piece of his lunch, he’ll immediately say no though. He’ll just buy you your own lunch.

- Is probably the brother that doesn't hug you as much or show too much affection. However, if you're deeply upset about something, he'll hug you without hesitation. And if he's extremely worried about you, and hasn't seen you all day, he will run up to you for a tight hug, then flick your head hard.

- Yet he won't say no if you want a piggyback from him. So most of the affection comes from your side.

- When it's time to go to bed, he acts like the annoying brother. He opens the door to your room, stare at you for a bit before leaving the door open.

"Saburo nii-chan! Close the door!"

"Nah."

- He's just joking though, so he ends up coming back to close it. He'll say goodnight to you and you'll say it back.

- Even when the two of you are close in age, you still call him 'nii-chan'. He finds it cute, and he hopes you won't stop calling him your big brother.

- Your big brother that you admire and respect despite his annoyingness. You can trust him with a lot of things and you appreciate how he is always willing to help you out.

Ultimately, you love your three older brothers very much, and you can never live without them.

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hypmicdaydreams · 1 year

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valentine’s day 💕 pt. 1 (buster bros and mad trigger crew)

-pairings: buster bros x gn!reader, mad trigger crew x gn!reader (individual)

-genre: fluff

a/n: i wanted to post something short yet sweet for valentine's day, so i decided to write some headcanons about gifting the boys chocolates!! this is kinda based off the tradition in japan where girls usually give the guys obligatory (as the name suggests) or homemade (suggests that you have feelings for them) chocolate and they return the favor on march 14 or white day. reader is gender neutral, ofc. and i decided to split this up into three parts to make it easier to read, but every boy will be given a chance nonetheless! hope everyone enjoys 💕

ichiro

it comes as a welcome surprise, but ichiro is taken aback more than anything and definitely a little flustered

it’s been quite a while since he’s been gifted valentine’s chocolate, from what he can remember. it’s a bit shocking though, receiving chocolates from you. he doesn’t know what to feel exactly

he’s a little shy when you give him the chocolates, perhaps speechless for a second or two. he doesn’t quite know what to say or how to react, besides a sheepish thanks. it’s been a while after all

was this obligatory or homemade chocolate? ichiro couldn’t tell, not that it entirely mattered. it still made him feel butterflies, as sheepish as he is to admit

either way, his chest and mind felt all muddled. his heart beat resounds in his ears, and his face flushes, but ichiro still doesn’t entirely get it. mm, everything was too confusing

he’ll have to get you something more for white day. and perhaps get his feelings sorted out as well

jiro

flustered as fuckk

i mean, he for sure gets stashes of chocolates from others on valentine’s (and he has a lot of obligatory chocolate shopping to do next month); but from you?? yeah, jiro gets shy

mm, maybe he did have a little crush, who knows. but even as awkward as he gets when the others give him chocolates, he only seems to blush and stumble upon his words around you

jiro doesn’t know what to say or how to say them. the words get stuck in his throat, and he’s kinda left looking dumbfounded. and red

he’s already thinking of what to get you for white day next month, perhaps a bit too excited

homemade chocolate? he thinks he’s going to burst right then and there. he’s malfunctioning, his face too warm and heart beating too fast

he tastes your chocolate right away, unable to hold off ‘till after school. it’s sweet, of course, but more so than usual. yet, it’s still his favorite he’s ever tasted

saburo

doesn’t know how to receive it, really, because he’s so surprised and taken aback by the entire occurrence

saburo’s a bit popular, but he’s never thought of this happening. so right away, he’s stuck in a strange position

he’s all awkward i suppose, and stiff. he’s never been too well with others, of course, so saburo simply doesn’t know what to say or even how to physically react (maybe it’s a little cute). this was way beyond his capabilities

if it’s homemade, he kinda just…overloads? malfunctions maybe. it’s the thought and effort of it all really, no matter who it was. he’s never really had anyone that’d show him that much appreciation

he tries a bite, trying to suppress how strange he feels and how weird this entire ordeal was. it melts so smoothly in his mouth; he’s left a warm mess

ah, his feelings for you were definitely going to be a mess and so unreadable afterward

samatoki

confused, bewildered, surprised? more or less. i mean, he’s not exactly the type of person that’d be receiving chocolates to be honest

it could only mean one thing, really, if samatoki was getting chocolates from you, obligatory or not. but it probably doesn’t hit him until later, much later

mm, he does think it’s cute though. nemu used to give him obligatory chocolate back then, and i guess it is a bit of a soft spot for him. perhaps his heart skipped one beat afterward

he’s not exactly like giddy or anything, but he does seem less..irritated? than usual. actually, he feels pretty good that day. it’s subtle, but it’s there and very much noticeable

it’s sweet, perhaps too much for his liking, but you bet he’s going to devour it all regardless. it was you who gave it to him after all, and that meant everything. he couldn’t let your thoughts go to waste

jyuto

more amused than anything, mostly because he hadn’t entirely expected anything from you

it could be obligatory or homemade chocolate; either way, he’s probably going to tease you to some degree, especially if you guys were close to some extent

but really, this man is probably flustered internally. i mean, he hadn’t expected this gift; it had thrown him off. and jyuto usually likes to remain cool and composed, so it’s not a feeling he all too likes

but it’s the only thing his stupid mind can think of that day, always trailing back to the chocolates even amidst work. ugh, he’s unsure why he feels less well than usual that day, all warm and knots in the chest

it tastes better than all the obligatory chocolate he’s received from his coworkers at the station, that’s for sure. it melts in his mouth, a sickly feeling

it was definitely amusing, both the chocolates and himself

rio

definitely grateful!! but also a bit confused? he’s not entirely well versed

rio is aware of the tradition and holiday to some extent, but it’s never really been on his mind. but, he does think it’s super sweet of you to make the trip and gift him chocolates, even stay a little, even if he’s a little confused

he’s content in your presence, and you can tell how happy he seems, probably more than usual. rio has that soft look in his eyes, and his smile is sweet

the chocolates taste good! they’re delightful, he tells you. rio isn’t sure why, but he feels something fluttery in his chest, though it feels all too good

he’s definitely going to make it up to you, probably cook the two of you lunch at his site or whatnot or perhaps make his own chocolates for you as well

#hypmic #fluff #gender neutral reader #headcanons #ichiro yamada #ichiro x reader #jiro yamada #jiro x reader #saburo x reader #saburo yamada #samatoki x reader #samatoki aohitsugi #jyuto x reader #jyuto iruma #rio x reader #rio busujima #hope these were alright TT #other parts will be out in the coming days!!#didn’t wanna overwhelm it by posting them all at once

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teriuss · 2 years

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Buster Bros!!! and their pet names for you

Ichiro

Baby, babe, babygirl/babyboy

"My little waifu" (what a loser)

Hottie

Honey

Love of My Life

I think he would call you Sugartits as a joke

Jiro

Lovely

Sweetie

Chibi

Honeybun

Mine

He would probably call you something incredibly inappropriate in private

Saburo

Love

Darling (said it once. immediately turned red and never used it again because of how embarrassing it was)

Baby

he only says these. he cringes at himself. he prefers to use your name, he thinks it's more intimate that way.

#hypnosis mic #hypmic #buster bros!!!#yamada ichiro #yamada jiro #yamada saburo #hypmic x reader #ichiro x reader #jiro x reader #saburo x reader

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milkey-pdf · 2 years

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hellolololololol

I have decided to do some hypmic prompts/fanfics, I'm currently taking requests now.

(insert character) + (prompt that you want me to write)

character x reader is also allowed!

thank you for reading this!

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eve-lullabye · 1 year

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Ichiro Yamada

(None)

Jiro Yamada

(None)

Saburo Yamada

(None)

#hypnosis microphone #hypnosis mic #hypmic x reader #buster bros #buster bros x reader #ichiro yamada #ichiro x reader #jiro yamada #jiro x reader #saburo yamada #saburo x reader

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discotenny · 6 months

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Sleeping Positions (hypmic)

Their favorite ways to fall asleep with you <3

Everyone (-Rei) x reader, fluff, mentions of nightmares in some drabbles

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Buster Bros

Ichiro

Ichi likes feeling like he’s protecting you. He loves being the big spoon, holding you from behind with his arms wrapped around you tightly. And he’s so strong too so just dndnmmmmdmn. His arms are sturdy and secure- while his face is squishy and soft. When you nap on the couch together, he’ll zip up his jacket with both if you inside so you’re nice and snuggly, together.

On a cold winters day, this was his favorite. His brothers were out for the evening and it was just you and him alone- cuddling sleepily on his sofa. The two of you huddled into his jacket, a silly yet familiar position. Like a sack of potatoes, there’s little the two of you can do other than flop down sideways.

His head finds its natural place on top of your head as he starts to doze off. Ichiro mumbles words of love in his cozy delirium and kisses your head all around to the best of his ability.

“Ah…” Ichi lets out a loving sigh, “perfect. You’re perfect. I love you.”

Jiro

Jiro loves laying down in your lap. It’s the optimal position to be in when procrastinating on work, trying to cool down on hot days, and to stare at you of course! He sneaks in admiral peeks while pretending to be asleep. He’s not very subtle about it, not that you mind though. Please play with his hair though, he’d fall asleep immediately if you started doing that while he was in your lap.

A hot summer day warranted this situation, Jiro justified. “Babe please I just need a break!!” He whined as he wiggled his head into your lap- desperate to escape the study session you surprised him with(you told him it was a date).

Also hot and exhausted, you reluctantly sighed and brought a hand to his hair, ruffling it slightly as you looked down at your notebook. “Just ten minutes though, ‘kay baby?”

Nodding enthusiastically Jiro closed his eyes and relaxed, “Yep, yep, just fifteen~”

He would end up napping for twenty.

Saburo

Saburo loves sleepovers! Through video calls, of course. He’d never let anyone know this, but he falls asleep with you on call basically every night. He props his phone to face himself and feels giddy every time he gets to sleep looking at you. Saburo’s already on video call with you practically the entire day, so why not the entire night too?

Saburo fixes his sheets as he places his phone on his desk, facing the camera towards his form. “Are you ready to sleep yet?” He calls from behind him. From the phone you give a light hum in acknowledgment. Already snuggled in your bed, you wait for your boyfriend to finish his tasks.

Once he is done the lights turn off and he brings his phone closer to his face. Sleep lines his voice as he speaks through a yawn, “Make sure to set your alarm for tomorrow y/n.”

He’s only met with your snores as a reply. Smiling to himself, he fights the tiredness and sets an alarm on his phone for the both of you.

Mad Trigger Crew

Samatoki

Samatoki’s favorite sleeping position isn’t something he goes to subconsciously. Going to bed he swears up and down he needs his space cause he overheats. But through the night, a hand finds its way to yours. An arm finds a comfortable place under your head. And slowly but surely, Samatoki unknowingly nudges you closer and closer to his chest. Maybe it’s remnants of the desperation not to lose another one important to him, but who really knows.

He wakes up and there’s something on his chest. Opening his eyes, he's confused because he doesn't remember getting a cat. Patting around, his hand accidentally smacks your face and you awake with a jolt. "What the-" You roll off his chest unceremoniously and glare at him. "What was that for Toki?"

"H-HUH?!" Samatoki scoots away at your angry glare. "What were you one me for- ow?!"

You smack him in the chest for that. "You bring me to you every night asshole! Why are you surprised?!" His only reply is an annoyed grumble at a truth he can't deny.

Jyuto

Jyuto adores being able to fall asleep on your shoulder. Being the type of person he is, he tends to have his guard up a lot. But falling asleep on you, giving up his defenses and showing off pure vulnerability- it’s an expression of his trust to you. It shows just how much of himself he’s willing to show you just because he loves you so much more.

You and Jyuto sit in the back of Rio's car, driving to a far away destination unbeknownst to you. Jyuto said he needed you to come for emotional support- but maybe it was just so he could have a comfortable pillow to sleep on during the ride.

Already fully asleep on your shoulder, drool threatens to drip from his lips and onto your clothes. He lets out loud snores that tests everyone's patience each time.

After one particularly loud SNNRRRRRR, Samatoki has enough and screams in frustration. Through your fits of laughter, Jyuto wakes up, letting out a delirious "what" at the glares of his teammate.

Rio

Rio prefers it when you sleep on him. He feels the most comfortable when he’s protecting you. The most relaxed when he knows you’re safe. And when you’re sleeping, when you’re at your most vulnerable, he likes keeping an eye out for you in those moments. He may not be sleeping then but keeping you safe will always be his favorite thing ever.

You’re drooling on him but he doesn’t mind. An arm wraps around your shoulder, keeping you pressed tight against him in slumber.

There’s a warm feeling that finds itself comfortably in his chest as he watches you. Your chest rises up and down with each breath, your head bobs slowly with every soft sound you make, Rio can’t help himself but give you a little kiss on your head.

“AH-“ you awake at the startling contact, clocking your boyfriend in the jaw with your head, causing him to let out a monotone “ow-“

Fling Posse

Ramuda

Ramuda sleeps in the fetal position. Curled up into a ball. He feels the safest when you’re surrounding him though. Holding him through the night, keeping him grounded, securing him to your love. Alas, Ramuda is a little spoon. When you hold him at night he’ll cuddle into your chest, loving the way your touch is all he senses, your scent is all he smells, your face is all he sees, and your love is all he feels.

Ramuda's ahoge seemingly targets your nose with tickles. Back and forth movements, it doesn’t seem to keep still. Almost like it has a mind of its own, you scrunch up your nose but never manage to get away.

Sentient ahoge aside, Ramuda himself is curled into you. It’s so innocent the way he does it, you could cry. Soft breathing can be heard coming from his nose. Sometime during the night a piece of your pajama shirt found its way into his mouth, and he chews on it slowly. His drool makes a wet spot on your shirt but the way his lips purse out alongside his chubby cheeks just make you want to squish him.

And so you do, and that wakes him up with a whine. Kneading his cheeks and kissing his face, his complaints turn into gasps and his gasps turn into him doing the same.

“I have such a sweet partner, don’t I?” Ramuda says before climbing on top of you, sentient ahoge tickling your ear as he snuggled into your neck.

Gentaro

Gentaro loves to be snuggled up next to you. All over you in fact. He naturally runs cold and especially in his sleep he subconsciously searches out the most comforting source of warmth. Gentaro’s almost overwhelming in how much cuddling he wants to do. Tangling legs together, cold hands up your back and on your stomach, and he teases you all the while!! He’s super annoying with it SMH

A cold finger swipes itself down your spine and you have to hold yourself back from throwing your boyfriend off you. “Gen! Why would you do that!” you whine at his giggles to your shock.

With a kiss to your neck, you feel him smirk. “Why, I didn’t do anything darling. Maybe it was the ghost that haunts the Yumeno residence halls. Do not worry! I will protect you dear~” He presses himself closer to you before allowing another cold finger to tickle your stomach.

“Keep that up and you’re gonna be the next ghost to haunt these halls, Gen,” your threat makes him pout as he sighs against your neck in defeat.

“My darling threatens me even in the face of the absurd and paranormal, life is cruel in many many ways I’m afraid….” Pinch his cheeks, will you? It’s the only way to get him to stop.

Dice

Dice is used to falling asleep in any position he finds himself in at the night. He's not particularly picky nor does he really have favorites. Feel free to maneuver his body anyway that you like for your comfort. He’s like a rag doll that you can move any which way. He sleeps like a log and won't even wake up if you kick him in the face LOL

You wake up to use the bathroom and almost scream at the feeling of your leg behind held in someone’s arms. Scared half to death, you kick the source but receive no response. In a familiar sense of deja vu, your mind is barely there to check under the sheets for the source of the hold. Of course, you find it.

For some reason, your wonderful partner Dice managed to maneuver himself to be upside down in the middle of the night. With his feet at your pillows, Dice found himself cuddling the closest source of you to him, your leg.

You rub his face a bit to make sure you didn’t hurt him. He leans into your warm touch uncontrollably, a smile falling upon his cheeks. A pleased sound leaves his chest as he snuggles up to your hand.

Then, you’re left with two options. One, go upside down as well to cuddle with your partner. Or two, let Dice continue cuddling with your foot. The choice is up to you~~~

Matenrou

Jakurai

Jakurai loves holding your hand in your sleep. He’ll let you cuddle into him if you’d prefer so, of course, but something about being connected through your hands makes him feel warm. He often stays up later than you do so he likes to squeeze your hand while you sleep. His heart feels funny when you subconsciously sleeps back. Bonus! He likes your natural expression as you fall asleep and doesn’t want to disturb that by whatever movement close contact brings.

Jakurai’s slender fingers tap along your knuckles in a rhythm. Tip tap tip tap. As he reads his book, a title focused on the human psychology, you stay beside him, snoring into a pillow already fast asleep. Tip tap tip tap.

The clock ticks away as the seconds pass by. Tick tock tick tock. As he gets to the last page, a satisfied smile comes onto his face, pleased at finishing his book. Tick tock tick tock.

However- the silence of tips and ticks and taps and tocks is interrupted by a gasp in your sleep, Jakurai immediately alerting at the sound. You grasp his hand tightly in your sleep and lean into the touch. Jakurai brings his free hand to your cheek, stroking it with the softest touch a human could muster.

Your face morphs into a smile, and the room again fills with the sounds of tip taps and tick tocks. “Good night, angel,” Jakurai says with a whisper.

Hifumi

Hifumi sleeps on top of you. Like legit on top of you. He subconsciously rolls over on you in his sleep and there’s nothing you can do about it. He’s heavy and you can’t push him off- but with the smile on his face and the way he smells so good- do you really wanna move? Yes. You do. Cause you’re desperately thirsty and Hifumi refuses to move until morning.

It’s 3 AM and you’re not sleepy at all. You woke up earlier from a dream and was incredibly thirsty. Lucky for you- your partner always keeps two glasses of water, one for each of you, beside the bed for situations just like this.

If only you could reach it.

Hifumi lays starfished on top of you. His cheek presses to your neck, his arm encapsulates yours, and his legs are twisted to be one with yours. Overall- he’s immovable. Desperate for a sip of what sounds like the most refreshing drink in the world, you try to pry your partner off of you bit by bit.

And it works, surprisingly. Your arm manages to roll his off of you. You somehow get his legs to swing to the side. However, once you try and move your head, trying to propel your body sideways- Hifumi’s unconscious body stumbles back onto yours unceremoniously.

And it’s even heavier this time! Your hand motions for the water, so, so needy but to no avail.

If you’re desperate enough, call Doppo in to help you. He’s definitely still awake.

Doppo

An arm under your back or one over your shoulder- Doppo loves cuddling to sleep. With him there is no big spoon or little spoon, it’s just whatever position gets the two of you in as much skin to skin contact as possible. He loves indulging in everything you have to offer- whether it be your warmth or all your love. Doppo loves kissing whatever space he can access- wanting to show just how much he missed you during his workday.

Tears stream down his face and sniffles fill the quietness of the room. His arms are curled around you, and yours do the same to him. Doppo tries his best not to let the tears fall onto you, but all worries of that are whisked away as you bring his head to rest in the crook of your neck.

The stress of his work day culminated to a bed time breakdown- where the one moment he had to rest and relax was taken over by all the shit piling up from the day.

He’s regretful, guilty that you’re taking time out of your night to comfort him like this. Quiet “shhhs” and soft pats to his back soothe him ever so slowly- the guilt being overtaken by his focus on your presence.

Doppo tries to wipe his tears but you beat him to it- kissing his under eyes to his shock and awe.

“It’s gonna be alright baby,” you muse, “just go to sleep.”

Your words make him feel 100% better and make him squeeze you 100% tighter.

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Kuko

Kuko will ALWAYS sleep on your chest no matter what. Not in any perverted way- but he loves listening to your heartbeat and refuses to fall asleep without it. He calls it his personal white noise (yuck!!). Kuko holds you tight as he rests on you- not allowing you to escape or push him off lol. It gets really annoying when he tries to take a nap on you cause he’s just dragging you down with him. AND HE DROOLS TOO!!!

“Kuko get off me I have to piss,” you say, your palms moving to his cheeks as you try to shove him off your chest.

The action only makes him burrow his head deeper into you, hair moving wildly with the movements. “Nope, I’m sleepy baby, so ya’ gotta stay here,”

“Well I have to piss so you have to move!” You start to squirm, moving your body every which way as an attempt to get your clingy partner off.

Through your wiggles, Kuko lets out an obnoxiously loud snore, muffled by your clothes. Your further attempts to shove him off are to no avail as his grip remains unmoving. With a sigh, you turn to your final choice.

“Kuko if you don’t get off I’m dragging you to the toilet with me.”

With no grumble let our, Kuko lets you go almost immediately.

Jyushi

Jyushi’s too cute guys 😭😭😭 HE KOALA HUGS!!! He clings to you like a koala at night, arms and legs wrapped around you. His head is on your chest and he lets out the softest noises it’s kndjdnfkfndkkdk. Be warned, if you decide you need to get up for whatever reason he’ll let you go but start subconsciously pat around the bed looking for you

Coming home late due to being forced to work (unpaid) overtime, you expected your partner to fall asleep without you.

What you didn’t expect was to see him squirming around, snoring while his arms pat down your side of the bed, twisting turning and somehow frowning when he reaches an empty spot of mattress.

A nightmare? You’d rather not entertain the thought, but the small whimpers he lets out indicate otherwise. With a frown of your own you place a hand on his head, patting it to hopefully calm him in his slumber.

What you also didn’t expect was for Jyushi to throw his unconscious body into your lap, snuggling up to you with concealed strength. His whimpers turn to happy hums- and part of you is left to wonder if he was even fully asleep at all…

Hitoya

Arm around your shoulder holding you tight- what a classic guy! lol. He's not the type to initiate cuddling but he does like having you close at night. Throw an arm around his chest why don't you- it'll make him flustered ehehe. Hitoya snores LOUD though guys, be careful!

“Mmmm, you smell good ‘Toya,” you say, cuddling into his broad chest.

You feel the vibrations of fluster rise up, hearing your partner stammer as his hands raise in defense and surprise. “W-why’d you say that huh?”

The reaction only causes you to snuggle deeper, and to hold his hand to bring it back to your shoulder (where it belongs). “Cuz it’s true,” you say with smugness lacing your tone.

You don’t even need to hear the mumbles that come from his mouth, the rising heartbeat from his chest says everything about his reaction and more.

Dotsuitare Hompo

Sasara

Sasara loves cuddling at night ugh! He's a big spoon, holding you with strong arms and burying his head in your hair. He has nightmares at night and he swears cuddling you is the only way to make them go away. Buuuut, Sasara is a bit annoying because he tries to tickle you sometimes. A quick jab to his stomach puts a stop to that though LOL.

It’s a stormy night and Sasara Nurude cannot sleep. Every flash of lightning brings back painful memories and cruel “what ifs.” Every clap of thunder makes him hold you tighter in his arms.

Unlike him, you were fast asleep. He preferred it this way, at the very least he knew you were safe and that you couldn’t go anywhere. Your soft snores are his only lifeline as he winces at the shadows of trees knocking at the window.

It’s hard to breathe but he tries to slowly sync his panicked breaths with your relaxed ones. It’s hard to think but he focuses his mind on the amazing memories the two of you shared. He starts to feel disconnected from his body and all of a sudden it feels like you aren’t in his arms anymore.

His eyes open and he can’t see anything. His breath picks up. His mind starts to race. He starts to squeeze his arms around himself until he can feel anything but just him.

“Mnhmmm, Sasara,” through tired deliriousness you go to pinch your lover’s cheek.

“H-huh?”

“Yer squeezing the life out of me baby,” you let go of his face and move to hold his hands, already dozing back off to the dream you had prior. “It’s gonna be alright, just focus on me.”

“R-right, it’s gonna be alright.” He turns his gaze away from the window, he closes his ears off from the storm, and his body focuses back on protecting you. At least, as long as he’s with you, he can start to feel like everything’s alright in the world.

Rosho

Rosho wants to fall asleep holding your face. His hands hold you so gently it's like another pillow in of itself. You're the light of his life, the shining star in his world, everything that makes waking up worth it. He likes knowing you’re going to be the first thing he sees when he wakes up and vice versa.

His hands are dirty, you note to yourself. There’s graphite stains that outline his fingerprints, pen ink under his nails, and you’re pretty sure that paper cut next to his wedding ring is going to get infected if you don’t put a bandage on it soon.

You have to stop his hand from touching your cheeks and the devastated look he gives you makes you want to die.

“You need to clean your hands before we go to bed.”

The blank look of confusion he gives you would almost be funny if it wasn’t about something so serious. “My hands aren’t dirty-“

“Have you looked at them?!” You start to rub the places that have marks, pointing them out and rambling about needing to take care of himself even after grading so many papers.

“And look right here! Why is there green pen ink on the side of your nail? We don’t even own green pens- seriously you’re going to get color all over me and the sheets- are you even listening to me?”

There’s a light fluster on his cheeks as he stares down at your hand touching his. The way your soft fingers rub against his own, how your chiding voice contrasts against the tenderness of your actions. The question you ask makes him cough and light up even more.

“Ah- I- Sorry- I-“ Yeah no. He can’t really give a good excuse to the blush on his face.

Rei

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Beefy post yet again!!! Please give me your thoughts on this I worked real hard >,<

Some of the drabbles gave me more trouble than others, like I was really stuck on Doppo’s for like a week LOL. I hope you enjoyed it though, imagining all these sweet soft moments makes me feel warm.

Currently also working on Akechi’s part to “lost you once” and it’s looking to be one of the longer fics I’ve written 😳😳😳

N E WAYS!!! I’ll see you guys later! Have a good day/night/afternoon, W HT EVER ‼️🥶🫵

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demonichikikomori · 3 months

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Peel My Orange?: Buster Bros!!

(Fem!Reader)

You ask him to peel an orange for you.

Mad Trigger Crew - Fling Posse - Matenro - Bad Ass Temple - Doitsutarehompo

Ichiro Yamada

You ask him during an anime marathon with him. Ichiro would do it no questions asked.

Ichiro used to peel oranges for Jiro and Saburo when they were younger so it’s not suspicious when you ask him

He assumes you don’t like the rind getting under your nails or maybe the smell sticking isn't something you like

When he's finished, Ichiro hands the orange back to you with a big smile!

You watched in silent awe as he got up from his spot beside you to instead crouch beside his trash can. "Do you want me to pause the show?" You were already reaching for the remote with a frown.

"Nah, it's fine. I already watched the episode before you came over. I just wanted to watch it again with you." He assured you with a shake of his head as he peeled back the hard outer layer of the orange bit by bit. There were stringy remnants of the rind making its way under his nails and eventually he was finished. He returned to his seat beside you on the couch and held out the orange in the large palm of his hand. “Here, sorry it’s a little messy.” He apologized with a warm smile, appearing proud of his handy work. You accepted the orange and curled a finger for him to come closer. When he did, you rewarded him with a kiss to the cheek.

Jiro Yamada

You ask him during lunch at school and he looked confused by the request. You don't honestly expect someone as rough as Jiro Yamada to peel an orange for anyone.

Girls are weird like that, coming up with these kinds of games to see the reactions they'll get from others.

He's not upset by it. Jiro assumes its one of those personality games he's seen online.

And why not just peel it? He doesn't mind, only because it's you.

Jiro stared at you with a frown as you made the request, holding the orange out to him with a hopeful look in your eyes. "Gimmie." He took the orange from you, the two of you sitting on the roof of the school as you watched him mutilate the rind of the orange. Pulling it apart roughly, nearly tearing away some of the outer white skin. "This is all you're eating today? You're gonna waste away..." He clicked his tongue sounding agitated as he continued to peel, haphazardly tossing the remains beside him. Before you knew it, Jiro dropped the orange back into your hand. He watched patiently with a blush forming on his cheeks as you sat with him and ate your orange, giving him a small thank you. You didn't actually expect him to peel it for you. "I bet it tastes better since I'm the one who peeled it!" He spoke proudly, and you nodded in response. He wasn't expecting you to agree...

The two of you ate together quietly, enjoying one another's company.

Saburo Yamada

You wanted to see how he would react! Hopefully he'll grow into a respectable adult like his older brother... But Saburo wonders if maybe… This is a test from Ichiro?!

There’s some hesitation since he doesn’t want to get the peel all over his keyboard so he opts to get up and crouch beside a garbage can to peel your orange.

He likes knowing that you wanted him to do it. It makes him feel reliable!

After this, he will be letting Jiro know that you asked HIM to peel your orange.

“You couldn’t peel this yourself? You’re so hopeless…” He comments under his breath, fighting back a smile. Saburo felt a swell of pride in his chest knowing you came to him instead of Jiro or Ichiro for such a mundane task. He takes your orange, and similarly to his older brother, crouches in front of a trash can to peel away the orange. But instead of peeling bit by bit, Saburo found an efficient way to peel the orange in an unusually neat spiral. "Is there a reason why you asked me to do this?" Saburo hasn't seen the trend, so he's genuinely curious. You respond by just saying you wanted him to do it. This seemed to make him happy! "Is that so? I see." He was happy he was facing the trash can. His smile was huge knowing that you wanted him to do it. Being the youngest of his brothers, he doesn't usually have many responsibilities from others. Since, they assume that he can't handle them. When he finished, he held the orange carefully and brought it to you in the palms of his hands. "I think I did a pretty good job." He beamed and you took the orange with a smile. Saburo needs to tell Jiro and rub it in his face. But first, he wants to admire you enjoying the orange.

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guiraguira · 11 months

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The hypmic guys sleeping with you.

💜 They hug you all night without moving an inch, with their chest on your back and burying their nose in your hair: Rio, Jakurai, Gentaro, Ichiro, Rosho

💜 They sleep on their backs and it is you who rests your head on his chest, feeling his heartbeat: Samatoki, Jyuto, Kuko, Rei, Hitoya

❤️ They need you to hold them all night and pat them gently on the back until they fall asleep on your chest: Doppo, Dice, Jyushi, (Saburo)

💜 It's impossible for them to stay still, they both change positions all the time and end up awkwardly with their arms and legs mixed together: Hifumi, Ramuda, Sasara, (Jiro)

Regardless of where I put them, I think Ichiro, Rosho, and Hifumi also really enjoy it if you let them sleep on your chest while you pat them gently.

(Actually, I feel a strong need to serve as a pillow to any of the hypmic guys)

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nian-7 · 3 months

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Hypnosis Mic x gn!reader

✧February 11th - For you, My love (valentines day gifts for you)

��valentines event, (all divisions + chuohku)

Something sweet and simple, probably a box of chocolates or a bouquet of flowers that they picked out for you specifically. They're not a big fan of Valentines Day but, to bring a smile to your face, they'll do anything. It might not be much but, they did put a lot of thought into which flowers to put in the bouquet or what kind of chocolates you'd like best.

-Jiro, Samatoki, Kuko, Hitoya, Otome, Ichijiku

They enjoy Valentines Day and get you something really cute! They get you flowers, some chocolate, and possible a little plushie they found! They likely slip some sort of gift card to your favorite cafe in as well. You mean a lot to them so might as well go all out right? They're also the type to make you those little paper 'coupons' that say stuff like "free one hour cuddle session" and put it in.

-Ichiro, Hifumi, Sasara, Jyushi, Nemu

He thinks Valentines Day is stupid and boring. He does not want to see all these lovey-dovey couples everywhere and it's honestly so annoying! That is until he realizes he has you. He still thinks the whole holiday is stupid but, he does buy you some chocolate and say Happy Valentines Day, just to make you smile. He might not like the day but he sure does love your smile.

-Saburo, Ramuda

Makes you something homemade that took them a lot of thought and time. They wanted the day to be special for you rather than simply giving what felt like no thought by buying simple flowers or chocolates. Their homemade creation could be chocolates they made themselves or it could be something they learned how to make just for you to enjoy. It might not be perfect but they're glad that you're happy with it.

-Rio, Gentaro, Dice, Doppo, Rosho

Very simple and honestly it doesn't seem like much thought was put it but, there was. He probably went to many shops just to find what he was looking for. It had to be the exact thing or else he wasn't buying it. He will eventually find what it is he's been searching for and present it to you. Hopefully you're happy with it because although it's a simple gift, he picked it out with you in mind the whole time.

-Jyuto, Jakurai, Rei

please do not repost any of my work without my permission, thank you for reading.

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hypnomicimagines · 8 months

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Hello hello! I absolutely love your blog and all your fics are amazing 💖 with that being said, I'd like to send a request if it's not too much trouble. Can I please request hcs of Saburo, Gentaro, Jyushi, and Sasara reacting to somehow accidentally kissing their crush? Thank you for your time!! 😘

Aimono Jyushi:

Jyushi could actually scream. He had romantic daydreams floating around his head for hours at a time, he had always thought his first kiss with you would be perfectly thought out... Not this travesty! He wants to declare a re-do but he knows that might sound too dramatic and you might think it’s simply because he didn’t want to kiss you when nothing could be less true than that. He mumbled out a weak apology, begging for your forgiveness and hoping you could both just forget this happened so he can replace a much sweeter first kiss when the time was right.

Nurude Sasara:

Sasara’s life had always been a set of hilarious events, more adventures meant more content for his comedy routines so he always encouraged the unexpected. He could have gone without this though, his long, almost gangly limbs moving without him even thinking about it. When you had swooped in to save him like the superhero you were he had looked up to sheepishly thank you, the joke dying on his lips when they brushed against yours. You both just stared at each other, blinking in time with each other before you started to giggle; the sound put him at ease, finally opening his mouth as he said he hit a new prideful milestone, able to make you laugh without having to say a word.

Yamada Saburo:

Saburo breaks out into a cold sweat. He hadn’t even been thinking about kissing you, not in that moment at least. He couldn’t lie and say that the thought had never crossed his mind but his little heart wasn’t prepared for the reality of that feeling. It’s even worse that you don’t say anything after the accidental kiss, just staring at him with wide eyes before touching your lips; he mirrored your movements, not sure if that moment was even real, only having the illusion shattered when Jiro called out for him to hurry up. He doesn’t say another word but he’s already drafting the apology text as he turned away from you, hoping his brothers can’t see his embarrassment written all over his face.

Yumeno Gentaro:

Gentaro had always maintained a careful distance. His interest in you was a secret, as far as he was concerned, even if you could assume he liked you from the fact he requested you each time he came into the restaurant you worked at. Seeing you outside of work had been enough of a surprise, but having to hide from rabid fans was the next, pulling you along with him without considering it might be easier to leave you be. Cramming into a tiny space with you was about his fifth mistake of the day, but when he turned to ask if you were alright he realized he had sorely misjudged the distance left between you.

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hifuminnn · 1 year

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hugs !

wanted to make hugs hcs to make up for all the inactivity :,))

ichiro - bear hugs 100% and side hugs when cuddling

jiro - bear hug as well, but more reserved than ichiro. loves to pick you up

saburo - quick hug but prefers holding hands

samatoki - arm around the shoulder to greet you, hugs you from behind in public and would hug you at the waist, resting his chin on the top of your head

jyuto - hugs you from behind ALL the time. loves it when you squeak at the sudden contact

riou - does not initiate hugs. usually calls your name to get your attention. however, if you hug him, he will wrap his arms around your shoulders to hug you back.

ramuda - runs and jumps at you in a catcher hug. does NOT care if he pushes you over as a result of the hug. he just wants to get close to you

gentaro - short hug as a greeting. prefers intertwining his fingers with yours as compared to hugging

dice - catcher hug. he would catch you but probably not all the time. doesn't care if the two of you topple and you crash on top of him either. he loves you too much

jakurai - unlikely to hug but if you initiate the hug, he will do a respectful hug where he wraps his arms around your shoulders. likes it when you hug him around his ribs.

hifumi - shocked when you hug him but would happily return the hug in a bear hug. smiles and giggles a lot when you do. would also do a catcher hug when you come home after a long day outside

doppo - one armed hug probably because he's an awkward man...would probably stand there shocked if you try to hug him, resulting in an unreciprocated hug (would probably apologise for being sweaty)

sasara - bear hug 100% as well. he loves you a whole whole lot and would immediately tell you all about his day while still having his arms wrapped around your waist. would also put his arm around your shoulders while talking

rosho - hug at the waist, he especially likes having his hands on your hips (although he may not admit it)

rei - loops his arm around to hook you in closer to him via your waist. loves it when you squeak from the contact as well and WILL grin at you as a result of that. would carry you like a princess. patting hug sometimes

kuko - almost yells at you when you first try to hug him but he slowly opens up to it. unlikely to initiate hugs as well but will wrap his arms around your waist/hips when you do hug him

jyushi - gets flustered when you hug him and exclaims out loud. hates sudden hugs and would prefer it if you asked him for a hug. would awkwardly wrap his arms around your shoulder

hitoya - wraps his arms around your waist and would lean his forehead against yours while hugging. loves slow dancing this way as well

#hypmic imagines #ヒプノシスマイク #hypmic x reader #dice arisugawa #jinguji jakurai #jyuto iruma #ichiro yamada #samatoki aohitsugi #saburo yamada #doppo kannonzaka

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matenrou-fan · 1 year

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Could I request Saburo and Jiro's reactions to Ichiro announcing his engagement to his girlfriend?

Saburo and Jiro view her as a big sister.

Saburo and Jiro's reactions to Ichiro announcing his engagement to his girlfriend

femreader, fluff, just wholesome stuff;;

Despite Ichiro always trying to be strict with his youngest brothers, he hears their perspectives in all things and values their opinions very much. So when he started dating you, it was such a relief that both Jiro and Saburo surprisingly quickly adapted to your presence in their lives and didn't try to ruin your relationship with their big bro, as he doesn't want to choose between you and them.

After some time as he carefully watches how you treat his brothers and the opposite, Ichiro finally makes a decision. His feelings for you are almost at their peak now, and he was sure your soul was burning with passion no less than his own.. So today, he got ready to announce his engagement with you to his brothers..

-"Ni-san, are you for real?! There's no way..!"

-He doesn't want to sound annoyed or angry, Jiro just can't believe it! His big bro is old enough to marry someone now, and he has no idea how to react..

-Like, of course he's happy that his brother's bride is not someone but you, who's Jiro seems almost like a sister. Now he's sure Ichiro is in good hands..!

-Yet he can't help but feel a little worried. You wouldn't move away with him now, are you? Jiro would prefer to live all together, as a big family.. You already stay overnight a few times here and he's too ashamed to admit it but he actually was very happy to eat your cooking for breakfast or being met with your soft smile when he got back from school.

-He's a pretty sensitive boy who values his older brother very much, so please don't laugh at him for being a little bit clingy to Ichiro after this announcement.

-"Ni-san, even if you will be married soon, you wouldn't have children, are you..? Y-you know, you still have me and Saburo.."

-Jiro is just so afraid that a new, closer life with you will make Ichiro forget about him as he would be too busy raising his own kids. So there's no way he would let his big bro move out of this house in the next few years!

-"Huh? Well, what does it matter to me? I don't mind.."

-Well, it's actually a big matter for him, yet Saburo doesn't want to show it. With his arrogant attitude it was already hard to realize he's actually really like your presence here, and now this..!

-Don't get me wrong, he's actually happy. Saburo wouldn't respect someone who's not deserve it and sometimes it's very noticeable, even if he's trying to hide it, so he does see you as a good match to his brother.

-Also, thoughts about seeing your kind smile as you praise him for good grades on a daily basis sound so great.. Sometimes he feels like he loves to brag in front of you about his new achievements even more than in front of his big bro. (and you're not scolding him that harsh for how much time he spends hacking something..)

-"Ichi-ni, just don't forget about us too..! You're not building a new family, you're expanding our, okay..?!"

-One of rarest occasions where Saburo agrees with Jiro about keeping you both under their attentive gaze, as he also gets quite jealous of you spending more time with their big bro now. Yes, he sees you like a big sis, yet don't get cocky about it, okay?!

"It's seems like they both still not really ready to let you go.." - you giggle, playing with your lover's hair as you two sit together in his room.

"Ahh, don't think about it too much. It's just their way to get over it.." - A small sigh escapes Ichiro's lips as he embraces you, throwing you on his bed. - "You know, it's actually a pretty soft reaction.. Most of the time they don't even let anyone talk with me properly.."

"It's pretty cute you have such defenders.." - another laugh bursts out of your chest, and then you kiss him on the forehead.

"You said it's because you didn't see them that often. Now when they become quite attached to you too, expect that they both would cling to you the same way they annoy me.." - Ichiro mumble yet you can see the corners of his lips lifted up, as he enjoys the warmth of your lips.

"Ahh, decided to scare me away after I already got engaged with you? Don't worry, I love to spend my time over them.."

Ichiro smirks, kissing you back in the nose too, before looking right into your eyes with a soft loving gaze.

"Well, maybe that's the reason they liked you that much now.." - his lips finally meet yours in a quick soft kiss. - "And the reason why I fell for you so bad.. Cause you're always so attentive and kind, s/o, to everyone around you.."

"Ah, no, Ichiro, stop it.." - you can't help but blush, giggling shyly from his words before luring him into another kiss.

"I'm serious, s/o… my bride, my wife, my love.. I love you.."

#hypmic x reader #hypmic imagines #hypmic #hypnosis mic #hypmic ichiro #ichiro yamada #ichiro yamada x reader #ichiro x reader #hypnosis mic ichiro #buster bros #hypnosis mic jiro #hypmic jiro #jiro yamada #hypmic saburo #saburo yamada #hypnosis mic Saburo

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hypmicdaydreams · 2 years

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you’re down sick w/ buster bros

-pairings: ichiro yamada x gn!reader, jiro yamada x gn!reader, saburo yamada x gn!reader

-genre: fluff

-overall word count: 1.65k

-a/n: i came down with the flu and have been utterly sick the past few days 😷 i wrote this amidst all my delirium and pain with my fav boys lol, and you can def tell that i was ranting a bit lmao. word count ended up uneven between the three of them buttt hope you guys don’t mind 😓 anywayy hope you guys enjoy, and remember to stay safe, esp during cold and flu season 💕

ichiro (432 words)

“here, take this.”

“but ichiro-”

your boyfriend shoves a spoonful of disgusting medicine down your throat the moment you open your mouth and give him the chance. it tastes like shit, despite the overwhelming artificial strawberry (cherry? whatever it was red) flavor. it was so bitter, so gross. it should’ve at least been bubblegum.

and it’s the third or fourth spoonful you’ve taken that day, and also the third or fourth time you were close to gagging. ‘it’ll be good for you’ ichiro yearns, with a cute smile and gentle pat on the head. but he’s not the one who’s sick and definitely not the one who has to deal with shit-tasting medicine.

ah fuck, you really miss not being sick.

“that wasn’t bad now,” ichiro chuckles when you give him a disgruntled look and cute pout. he’s enjoying himself a little, perhaps, happy to nurse you back to health. he’s done this many times; ichiro is practically a pro by now, a licensed nurse or whatever. he definitely carries himself as so, with the demands and spoon feeding you medicine, like a child. but he’s a cute nurse, at the very least. or you think so, looking from your lashes as he takes your temperature with his hand. his smile is cute, after all, when he finds you to be just fine.

“how’s your throat by the way?” you can’t speak that loud, as much as you try, because you’re in pain and your throat is irritating the everliving fuck out of you. you just want to rest it but also take all the disgusting cough drops in the world to numb the sensation.

he laughs again at your defeated look, having succumbed to this no good, rotten flu. but at least you feel the tiniest bit better when he rubs his thumb across your hand, the comfort and warmth putting you at ease. “i’ll go prepare some soup for you, alright?” you nod, content as can be (while sick that is) as he ruffles your hair. you were somewhat sick of soup, but ichiro had told you that the sensei told him fluids were the best, and it definitely did soothe your throat (and burn your tongue but that was neither here nor there), so you had no room to complain really.

“alright babe. you’ll get better in no time.” your boyfriend/nurse is so cute, you think, happy to know that you had such a loving guy to look over you. a bit of luck in these trying times, you contentedly sigh.

but you’d still rather not be sick.

jiro (611 words)

“trust me babe. i do this all the time and i get better right away!!”

you had no energy to argue with jiro, nor the capacity to given your strained throat. how pitiful a state you were in, throat sore and sinuses inflamed (or so it felt). but the last thing you needed was some bullshit homeopathic medicine that your boyfriend had just made up on that very spot, if only to give you a slimmer of false hope.

“you said that the last three times jiro,” you groan out quietly, and all three hadn’t worked, not one bit. you were sick and tired of taking different medications, of which neither you nor jiro knew what the fuck they even did. and honestly, you were a tiny bit worried that the concoctions within you would somehow kill you on the spot. they had allergies, headaches, or sinuses on the label and jiro just gave you them, whether they’re intended to be mixed or abused or not. bless his dumb little soul.

“but this time for sure.” yeah sure, whatever; you roll your eyes, and jiro sighs, running a hand through his hair. “listen babe, listen! when i have the flu like you, i always take this and it works like a charm!!”

he puts out some weird juice, the likes of which you haven’t seen much before. well, not entirely true; you did see jiro take it once a while back when he himself was sick, except that he gagged and threw up his entire guts after, which wasn’t entirely helpful nor comforting i presume. “this got rid of my flu in like a half hour or so!”

doubt. or maybe his immune system is just that strong. he was an athlete, right? maybe you should’ve practiced soccer with jiro much more, now that you think back on it.

but you can’t say no to him, not when he gives you that pleasing look that makes him look like a cute (yet troublesome) puppy. he just wants to take care of you, to be that strong boyfriend you can rely on. it’s cute, you have to admit, even as strangely excited as he was to take care of you when you texted him that you were down with the bothersome flu. he had shown up at your door in five minutes flat (despite living ten minutes away what the fuck-) with a whole bunch of medicines and shit.

but you’re just glad you have a caretaker i guess, aside from your mom. you have to let your boyfriend have this, to let him know that he’s doing a good job (as terrible of a job as it probably was, but he was good in morale and kisses, sick and delirious kisses). so you take the drink, cursing your heart for doing a flip when he gives you that puppy beam.

and it tastes like shit. complete and utter garbage, so bitter and disgusting.

“ack, fuck! jiro what-!”

“just drink it,” he shoves the drink towards you, as awful tasting as it is, and you take another awful sip. gosh how you just want to gag. “yeah yeah, it tastes like shit, but it works! i promise!”

and as much as you love your boyfriend, jiro is also such a big fat liar, or so you feel that way at the moment, glaring at him. you just feel and look worse afterwards.

“um, on second thought,” he rubs the nape of his neck, too embarrassed to look you in the eye. “i’ll just make ichi-nii’s special soup for your throat.”

yeah, that sounded much better. ah well, at least he was cute.

saburo (606 words)

“saburoo, this tastes gross.”

your boyfriend just seems to roll his eyes at your whining and complaining, perhaps finding your strained voice and quiet groans a bit amusing. you want to slap him for that — you’re the one going through hell and back after all, not that he’d understand — but you can’t; he’s the one nursing you back to health, despite his complaints. and you’re definitely not going to let go of your own personal nurse, especially when it’s your boyfriend.

you have the urge to gag up the bitter medicine he just shoved in your mouth, even more so when you swallow it out of force. ugh why did it taste like that?! it was (supposedly) supposed to help with your cough and congestion, but all the medicines and pills you took and that was simply untrue.

you were uncurable, much to your dismay and pain.

“you need to take it,” saburo scolds, emphasizing the ‘need’ as if you were a child not understanding. “why did you even go to school today if you felt so bad?”

“my mom forced me too.” well, it’s more like she forced you to take some disgusting medicine, the worst you’ve ever tasted, and then sent you off to school when you didn’t seem to have a fever. there was no way you were missing a day of school, not on her watch. just wear a mask and take some cough drops or whatever, she advised, handing you a bunch of gross honey-lemon ones (they weren’t even your favorite! the absolute worst of the bunch) then throwing you out.

at least saburo could tell that you looked of death. and bless his soul for forcing you to leave early, dragging you to the office despite your protests as you were too tired to fight back, especially against his monolith.

“can i get headache medicinee,” you whine in your raspy voice, again. ibuprofen was your savior, especially against your pounding headache and eyeache. it didn’t help that whenever your nose wasn’t congested, your sinuses were on fire as well.

“no.” you pout at his firm stance. it was the fourth time you’ve asked, and fourth time he’s said no. how cruel..did he like seeing you in pain? “you just took one a few hours ago,” he sighs, not even immune to your puppy eyes.

and he had a point, as much as you didn’t care. sure you’d probably be actively destroying your liver and body by taking so many — and i really mean so many — concoctions, but at the moment, you’d take that chance. you just wanna feel better man.

well, it’s cute how worried saburo was for your health i suppose, even as he insisted that it’s because he knows you can’t take care of yourself whatsoever. and we can’t have you dying on him, can we? as i said, it’s cute that he cares.

“can i at least get soup?” you give him the puppy eyes again. at least soup made you feel a bit better, especially good at soothing your throat for a few.

and he obviously can’t say no to that request, as much as he seems to reluctantly agree.

“alright,” saburo sighs, “but don’t take anymore medicine when i’m gone.” typical saburo, doesn’t trust you not to destroy yourself.

but you don’t entirely mind right now, at least. you know your boyfriend well, and you know he’s going to make your favorite soup, “accidentally” of course.

sigh, saburo simply being there sure did make you feel a tiny bit better. you relished in his affection, and perhaps you should appear sick more often (not).

#hypmic #fluff #gender neutral reader #fic #ichiro yamada #ichiro x reader #jiro yamada #jiro x reader #saburo x reader #saburo yamada

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teriuss · 10 months

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hello, i love ur writing so muchh! do u mind if i request about buster bros with reader that easily flustered? thank you!

thank you, love! that sounds so cute 🥺🥺🩵

Buster Bros!!! x Easily Flustered Reader

cw: slightly suggestive in jiro's part

Ichiro

It's what attracted him to you. He loved how easy it was to turn you red from something as simple as him running his hand through your hair.

Calls you Anpan-chan when you blush, because of how red your cheeks and nose get. (damn otaku)

He loves PDA, but understands it can sometimes be difficult with how embarrassing it is for you. That won't stop him from innocently holding your hand to make you trip over yourself hehe.

He writes music for you. It's always so sappy and cute, it makes you turn into a puddle of emotions.

The time he was as flustered as you was your first kiss. He took you on a date to a small cafe, one that had your favourite pastries. He had called beforehand to ask the staff to draw a heart on your food, and when it was brought out, Ichiro was covering half his face in embarrassment. You sat there in awe, not knowing what to do but stare at him. Your face felt so hot and no words could form.

"I, um, wanted to take you out today to tell you that I love you..."

He reaches over and kisses you softly. You're quietly screaming in the kiss, it was so cute, so romantic. But everyone who was in the cafe was watching!! It felt like a cloud of steam was about to come out of you. You pulled away to see he was the same.

Jiro

Does anything and everything to embarrass you.

Hand holding, sneaky kisses, laying an arm around you. All in public, by the way. You punched him when he brought you home.

"Haha, but you're so cute when you're shy..!"

He's very romantic in private, much to your torture. He kisses the knuckles on your hands with a tenderness you can tell he only reserves for you.

When this happens, it's so hard to look him in the eye. It's almost unbelievable that someone from Buster Bros! holds so much love in his heart for you! You hide your face in your hands.

He's still holding your hands, though. He's able to easily move them away and plant a sweet kiss on your face.

One time, you walked in on him watching an ero anime. You couldn't look him in the eye for days. What is up with that!

He ended up doing things to make you unable to talk to him without stuttering.

Saburo

Oh you think you're easily flustered? Check this out.

Who confessed first? Probably you.

You two barely spoke, so when you left a letter asking to meet after school in his desk, he had no idea it was going to be you.

The confession was an absolute disaster. No one could look each other in the eyes, someone tripped. Lots of uh's and um's. But it was perfect anyways. He accepted.

You two text more than you call, which works for both of you. Everything is new and embarrassing.

The first time he held your hand was when he walked you home for the first time. Your hand was sweaty, his was cold. So, so gross. But it was magical.

He began to hold your hand more often, which had your face a tomato the whole time. You so badly wanted to kiss him, but you were so flustered just having his hand touch yours. What would happen if his lips did? You might die!

Well, you didn't die. It was awkward, though. Your first kiss had too much teeth. But it was so you. You both were identical in redness and stammering madly.

#hypnosis mic #buster bros #hypnosis mic x reader #hypmic x reader #ichiro yamada #ichiro yamada x reader #jiro yamada #jiro yamada x reader #saburo yamada #saburo yamada x reader

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chickensoup-4-mysoul · 1 year

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herculean(drrr x f!reader) - chapter 1

chapter 1 - Warm Welcome

synopsis: (Y/N) Brigall. An aspiring fashion student far from home, visiting the rousing Ikebukuro to study the distinguished styles that the city has to offer. It's clear to those around her that she most definitely came to the wrong place.

But unbeknownst to even herself, she's exactly where she's meant to be.

word count: 4,158

A/N: hello! this is actually a story that i have on ao3 under chickensoup4mysoul, i wanted to transfer it to this blog :) i’ll be posting individual/lumped chapters here, but you can find the rest over there!

warnings: minor violence, attempted kidnapping

"i got a taste of the good life, i was feelin' alright and i was in the backseat, it was a long day i was in a taxi on the cross island parkway,, good life - sammy rae & the friends

Despite it being well into the night, the subway was still pretty full. Many men and women returning from a tiring day at work, some preparing for a grueling night shift, others getting ready for a night on the town. Your grip on the pole tightens as everything suddenly skids to a stop, the doors of the small space opening. You are one of the first to leave, itching to free yourself from the tight confines of the train car. After all, you had been crammed into nothing but tight spaces for the past numerous hours; a plane, taxi, busses, and a couple of subway stations. While there had to be a quicker way to complete the journey to Ikebukuro, you didn't mind gaining experience in traveling. If you were going to be living here for a year, you needed to know how to get around!

On the other hand, the presence of just as many people in the station didn't give you much more room to breathe. You know what? You'll get used to it. This is a city! An excited buzz seemed to overtake you at the reminder of where exactly you were.

Ikebukuro. A big city as city-like as cities could get, yet still so underrated where you were from. You had only been familiar with the exact location for a short while before you actually moved there.

Weaving through the labyrinth of individuals, you became increasingly aware of how everyone seemed to blend together. A blur of beige skin tones varying in darkness and lightness, arrays of wardrobes combined into a muted color scheme. You briefly wondered how much you, a visitor, stood out. Perhaps your choice of dress didn't do much to help.

Your platform sandals clicked against the tile of the subway station as you made a beeline for the exit. Of course, comfort was important when traveling, but not at the expense of style. A pair of striped culottes and an adorably lettuce-trimmed tank-top did the trick. A classic juxtaposition of a simply styled intricate pattern and an intricately styled, solid color. With some cute chunky jewelry as accessories, you had put together quite the ensemble for your first night in the bustling city.

Despite the independent course of study you had taken, you couldn't doubt that you had quite the knack for fashion. A knack that you were sure could lead to a wonderful career. The plan was to attend university, solidify your studies, and gain some connections that would kickstart your profession as perhaps a consultant? Designer? However, you decided that before that, you should take a gap year to expand your horizons. After all, you had only explored the world of fashion available at your fingertips through magazines and the internet. Even with your affluence, your father had never found much use in petty vacationing.

Ah, father.

A smile of adoration overtook your face. Your beloved father. A wealthy man who took you under his wing when you were an infant and raised you singlehandedly. Even though his scientific studies greatly pre-occupied him, he always ensured that you were well-taken care of. Even now, as you are so far away, he's providing abundant financial support for your pursuit of your dreams.

So loving, so generous. Your heart swells at the thought.

A pleasant chill racks your body as your skin meets the cool night air. Now this was the feeling that you were looking forward to. While still crowded with life, you now had the beautiful night sky, accentuated by the towering skyline.

The journey to your apartment was a bit of a walk from the subway station. However, you'd be damned if you were going to run straight inside after being couped up for so many hours. Looking at the directions on your phone, you walk away from where it instructs, opting to follow the cluster of light that you hoped was some sort of shopping center.

In terms of cities that never sleep, Ikebukuro gave New York a run for its money. The plaza buzzed with the chatter of numerous conversations. Unlike the subway station, there was thankfully a bit more space as people passed you in different directions. You treat yourself to a short walk, figuring you deserved it. Peeking at different storefronts as you pass, you take note of the places that interest you. A cute bakery, a pet store, a gift shop, and--oooo you would definitely need to explore that clothing store!!

You catch a glimpse of one of the mannequins and your heart has been won. You can already picture a million ways to style those pieces. Although, your wardrobe was extensive enough and you shouldn't waste father's funds...

Aw, what the heck. It was for your studies after all!

You are face to face with what feels like a wall of stone, scarcely cushioned by draping fabric.

"E-excuse me, I'm sorry!" You back up from the wall, looking up to profusely apologize to your victim.

"Is no problem! Place is full of people, best to watch where you are going." He smiles down at you. Far, far down.

Even with such a friendly disposition, there is an obvious aura of power surrounding him. However, any fear you would feel towards him is stifled by his adorable accent. Seems like you weren't the only foreigner after all.

"Of course, you're right. May I ask, would you happen to have been...er... born somewhere else?"

The dark-skinned man beams, seeming proud to answer such an awkward question. "Yes! I come from Russia. You are new face. Not from here either, I am correct?"

You laugh bashfully, discomforted by how seemingly obvious it was. "You caught me! This is my first time in Japan and I'm checking out the area."

"Ah, could not tell! Your Japanese, it is very good. Better than mine."

A sense of pride and relief washes over you. As part of the preparation process to move here, you obviously had to pick up some Japanese lessons. Luckily, you were assigned a great teacher that helped you understand the language. It was one of your main anxieties that you wouldn't be able to communicate with people, but it seems like you're doing better than you had anticipated! You beam gratefully at the man.

He catches you eyeing the flyers he's holding and immediately pushes one into your face. You take it from him, immediately taking note of the words "Russia's Sushi" written crudely in Japanese.

"You are by yourself, yes? I can assure that Russia's Sushi is the best place in town! Good when you are hungry, or when you need help with anything," his demeanor suddenly shifts, his gaze sobering in a matter of seconds, "Anything at all."

"O-oh, thank you! I will definitely visit the next time I'm in the area." You're put off by the abrupt change in atmosphere.

"Soon, da?" Uuuuh, you feel threatened.

"Da! Soon, very soon!" You begin walking, deciding now was the time to continue on your way. "It was nice meeting you!"

It was only after you turned away from his kind smile and wave that you realized you didn't get his name, nor did you give him yours. You shrug it off, deciding not to worry about it. He's always gonna be at the sushi place, isn't he? You could find him later, no problem.

Just a couple more minutes, you promise yourself, as you walk past one last strip of storefronts. As you approach the window of a comic book store, you're startled when the door swings open. Two walking stacks of manga emerge in front of you.

Wait, not manga. Their faces are obscured, but you can identify a woman in a long black dress and a man in a blue hoodie. They each seem to have put too many eggs in one basket, teetering back and forth to handle the weight of towers of books.

"You sure this is all of them, Erika? We had to search every aisle of this place!" the presumed male asks.

"Of course, Yumacchi! All 50 copies of Super Tragic High School Life. Can't believe they tried to hide them."

You feel faintly guilty for eavesdropping on their conversation, but they're walking just ahead of you as you all head in the same direction. As they continue their chatter--sounded like there was some sort of special edition hidden in this series of books and they were deadset on finding it--you notice that their loads are becoming gradually harder to carry, swaying and tilting. Suddenly, the boy moves too sharply, upsetting the balance and causing his stack to tumble over.

Only a few steps behind, you scurry ahead to his side, reaching up and pushing the stack back into place before the damage is done.

"Woah, thanks! That was a close one." The boy's face is still obscured as the he expresses his gratitude.

"No problem, it'd be painful to see so many books in mint-condition be ruined-woah!" You push back another unsteady book with your fingertips, barely reacting in time to catch it. "You wouldn't need help carrying those by any chance, would you?"

Even with their faces covered, the pair turn to each other and seem to engage in some sort of silent communication. After a moment, they turn back to you.

You follow them through the streets of Ikebukuro, having lightened a third of each of their loads. It was a wonder how they were able to find their way around; even with you helping, the stacks still reached the top of their heads.

"Took you guys long enough! And what are you doing with all that crap?"

The presence of a new voice startles you. It was laidback and reminded you of a teenager's, not too different from the youthfulness of your companions'. You must have reached your destination. As Erika(?) explains how hard their escapade was, you hear the sound of a trunk opening before your stack is suddenly taken out of your hands. It was the man (Yumacchi?), who placed it next to the other two stacks they had stored in the back of a van.

Without any books in the way, you see that the man is blonde. It's hard to place how old he really is, his face carrying a youthful gleam, but not completely absent of mischief. His eyes are slanted and there seems to be a mystery as to what color they really are.

"Wha-? Woah!!" As he turned back to face you, his face seemed to light up in surprise.

Nevermind, they are a lovely shade of amber. In a flash, you are face-to-face with the energetic duo. The girl, you notice, wore a black cap over dark, braided hair. Her dark eyes shined with the same excitement as her partner's. They were both cuties, you did admit, but you were more occupied with the invasion of your personal space.

"You're a foreigner!" they exclaim in unison. WOW OKAY was it THAT big of a deal?

"Hey hey, Yumacch! Doesn't she totally give off Michiko vibes?"

"You're absolutely right, Erika! Definitely the same exotic, fashionable vibe..."

You're not sure how you feel about being called "exotic", nor do you have any idea who this "Michiko" character is. Unsure of how to respond to their aggressive advances, you smile bashfully. Their faces are suddenly pulled away from you, a pair of heavy hands yanking them back by the shoulders.

"Hey, knock it off! Quit scarin' people with your crazy talk." Another new voice joins the fray. Gravelly and masculine, and honestly making you feel some type of way.

Your savior is a taller, tan-skinned man. He's dressed unobtrusively, his dark green jacket and jeans doing very little to catch the eye. A beanie cuts off some of his face, but you can still make out intense, dark eyes and a stern expression. Erika immediately whines at him for being no fun. Your ears perk at the name "Dotachin" and you wonder if it's some sort of nickname. A small distance behind him is another man, possibly the owner of the teenager's voice. His brown hair is long in length and he dons a swanky vest on top of a button-up. You muster up a sort of appreciation for his rustic sense of style.

"Sorry about those two. Judging from their pestering, doesn't seem like you’re a friend of theirs."

“Nope! Just a random stranger off of the streets,” you jest, and relish in his apparent amusement at the statement, “I’m (Y/N)! If it hasn’t been made clear, I am visiting from out-of-town. Just arrived in Ikebukuro tonight. You’re...Dotachin, right?”

You are proud of yourself for not bursting out into laughter at the way his face contorts in a matter of seconds. The others do not extend the same courtesy, snickering at his annoyance. You can’t help but notice the glare that he sends Erika.

“Uh...no. Please. Never call me that. Kyohei‘s fine.” His eye seems to twitch for a moment and you feel a little bad. A little. “The two idiots are Walker and Erika. Guy over there is Saburo.”

Ah, so Yumacchi was a nickname as well. The two offenders are currently flipping through the manga, obviously too impatient to hold off their search. Sparing a glance at the blonde, you ponder the Western nature of his name. Erika, seeming to have calmed down, addresses you with a smile.

“So, it’s your first night here, huh? You’ve gotta be crazy to be walking around by yourself,” Erika comments, oblivious to the offensive implication of her words. You shrug, not really blaming her.

“I mean, it’s a big city, so I understand some risks but surely nothing could be any worse than what we deal with back home!” You intend to laugh it off, but the others don’t seem to share the same sentiment.

“You got color gangs back home? Kidnappings down the street?” Saburo remarks from his place against the van.

“A vicious slasher?” Erika chimes in.

“Full-out brawls in the plaza? Oooo, how about a headless rider?” Walker.

Nothing strikes you more than pure bewilderment. Of course, there was a fair share of activity where you grew up, but you were admittedly sheltered from all of it. Seems like there was a lot more to this city than you had initially thought.

“You seem like the kind of person that avoids trouble.” You feel a strong, warm hand on your shoulder and realize that it’s Kyohei’s. He seems to pull it away upon eye contact and you miss it immediately. “As long as you’re smart, you can probably steer clear of all of that.”

You smile and thank him, inwardly relieved that you had found people to tell you all of this.

“Well, I guess I should head home in that case. Wouldn’t wanna run into anything!”

“Where are you staying?” Kyohei asks. You unlock your phone to pull up the location of your apartment. However, you curse at the realization that you had gone very far off-route. Erika and Kyohei peek over your shoulder and notice your dilemma.

“We’ll give you a ride back!” Erika wasn’t offering, but outward stating. Kyohei nodded in agreement and Saburo was already starting the van up again, seemingly unbothered by the task. Welp, no reason to refuse at this point. Not like you were eager to trek back on your own, either.

“Let’s go then, and get out of this damn cold.” Kyohei gestures to the corduroy jacket you had tucked under your arm, “Don’t understand how you can just walk around carrying that jacket like an accessory. How are you not freezing your ass off?”

Compared to the van gang(that’s what you're calling them now, you’ve decided) you’re definitely more scarcely covered in your tank top and sandals. The weather had no bearing on you though, and whatever excruciating cold Kyohei was talking about was just a pleasant chill to you.

Walker and Erika squeeze into the back, reaching back from their seats to search through more copies of the manga. You squeeze in with them, right behind Saburo in the driver's seat. The two otakus are preoccupied, leaving you to engage in small talk with the men in the front.

Kyohei is polite, asking you simple questions about how your traveling went, if you had made any other friends (You hide your grin at the word "other"), and what had brought you to Ikebukuro. You appreciate the effort, answering accordingly and avoiding oversharing. Saburo and Kyohei chuckle at the mention of a really burly, dark-skinned Russian man who, despite his open demeanor, couldn't help but be intimidating.

"Sounds like Simon, alright," Saburo comments.

"No need to worry about him. Dude hates violence. If anything, you'll want him on your side," Kyohei explains.

You hum, fiddling with the folded flier in your pocket. "Is the sushi any good?"

A huff. Probably his attempt at stifling a laugh, whatever it was, you're kind of charmed by it. "It's...good for what you pay for it."

Not exactly the most promising answer, but you'll take it. Price isn't necessarily something you need to worry about, but it seems like the place holds sentimental value. You decide that you would visit, especially if this group seems to frequent the place.

You continue giving Kyohei your life story, explaining your passion for fashion and how you came to Ikebukuro to explore the bold, nuanced styles of the city. You notice Kyohei quirk a brow at this and he even glances back at you.

"'Nuanced', huh? Why not somewhere cozier, like France? That's, like, a capital, right?"

A simper overtakes your lips at his attempt at understanding the topic. "France is overrated. I wanted somewhere where the fashion wasn't necessarily for the sake of fashion, y'know? Like, Saburo didn't wake up this morning and say: 'I'm gonna wear this snazzy vest today, because that's what Sedgwick would have wanted.' He probably just wore it because it was the first thing he spotted in his closet--and that's candid, and that's valid."

"Um...thanks?"

"And that's what makes Ikebukuro such a fashion hotspot!!"

Your rant doesn't stop there, but Kyohei respectfully listens. It's nothing he hasn't experienced with Erika and Walker's manga obsessions or Saburo's Ruri Hijiribe fixation. Still, there was something about your sense of wonder, the many things you seemed to be looking forward to--in Ikebukuro, of all places--that rubbed him the wrong way.

...

"You seem smart, you can probably steer clear of all that." Kyohei grimaces at Erika's embarrassing attempt at an imitation of his voice.

"How macho of you, Kyohei! Sounds like something the wounded warrior hero says to the girl that he secretly harbors feelings for, but doesn’t reveal them to keep her safe!” Even in the small space, Walker still finds a way to gesture in excitement, definitely almost hitting Erika in the face.

“Right?? Dotachin saw a lovely young damsel in distress and knew he had to protect her!”

“Shut up, willya?”

As they drove away from (Y/N)’s dropoff point, the new visitor was still a topic of conversation. Mainly, how “macho hero” Kyohei was towards her. Granted, it wasn't unusual behavior for the man, but the pair of Otakus would not just ignore his acts of chivalry, towards a young woman, no less.

“Hey, Saburo.”

The driver hums, joining Kyohei in blatantly ignoring the foolishness occurring in the seats behind them.

“I’ve heard a lot of things about Ikebukuro, but nothing about it being a fashion hotspot.”

“Yeah, me neither. Sounds like bullshit to me.”

Kyohei stares at the rapidly moving passerby, deep in thought. Whatever this girl was here for, she certainly did not come to the right place. The idea of people so naive walking straight into the ticking time bomb that is Ikebukuro troubled him, and that wasn’t just regarding (Y/N).

He heaved a sigh, dismissing the unnecessarily convoluted thoughts about someone he had just met. It would be fine, he decided. It was just another random citizen, one who didn’t seem like the type to get wrapped up in the sort of trouble that plagues the city.

What’s the worst a fashion student could get sucked into?

...

Besides being stylish, your platform sandals were also the perfect level of comfort for a long day of travel. Even when you were walking for such a long time through the plaza, not once were you complaining about your feet being sore or tired.

Yeah, walking was great! Running? Not so much.

That was the main thought spiraling through your head as you all but sprinted through different alleyways.

You thanked your new friends one last time before sliding out of the vehicle. After they drove off, you turned to look up at your apartment building. However, you immediately noticed something strange.

The structure in front of you was not nearly tall enough to be any sort of apartment. You checked the GPS on your phone and realized that you had gotten off on the wrong side of the street. Looking closer, you could catch a glimpse of a much taller building, a small distance behind the building in front of you. You heave a sigh as you realize how long it would take to reach it.

As you walk down the sidewalk, you notice an opening between two of the buildings. It turns out to be an alleyway, most likely leading to the other side of the street. You turn without hesitation or second-thought, distracted by the c onvenience of the shortcut.

You quickly realize that the alley isn't a straight shoot to the other side and have to turn in a different direction. In an attempt to return to your intended route you turn again. And again. and again.

So it turns out it wasn't just one building standing between you and sweet, sweet relaxation, but actually 2 or 3. Frustration begins to build as you only seem to get more and more lost.

"This is ridiculous, I should be in bed by now! Just how late is it?" You think to yourself, taking a quick break to check the time on your phone.

"Not very smart to be wandering this late at night, is it, young lady?"

It was a wonder how you were able to dodge the bat that was swung in your direction. After that lucky break, you immediately tumbled in another direction, desperate to avoid your assailant. However, as soon as you thought you could shake him off, another man appeared in pursuit of you as well.

"Dammit, she's fast!" You hear from behind you, and you realize that a third has joined the fray.

Your sandals aren't comfortable, no, but they don't deter your speed. The different walls and turns become a blur to you as you sprint past, desperately trying to find a way out of the apparent labyrinth you've walked into.

As you round another corner, you collide with someone else; one of the men that were chasing you. He crumbles to the ground as you stagger backwards, nursing the sting of your forehead. Your back comes in contact with another, small body and a pair of weak arms wrap around you.

"H-Here! She's here!"

The third musketeer appears and your victim, a stout, unkempt man, sluggishly picks himself up from the ground. They are all terribly out of breath, and its pretty obvious that they're out of shape. A tall, lanky man with glasses approaches you, the bat in his hand indicates that he was the one who threw the first blow.

He's seething, infuriated by the chase, his teeth grinding and eyes on fire. He raises the bat and your breath is caught in your throat. The weapon remains suspended in the air, ready to deal damage. After a moment, he deflates, a sinister chuckle seeming to rise from the deepest parts of him.

"You've caused us a lot of trouble, you know that?" The bat falls to his side, he holds out his other hand to the chubby man beside him. You twitch, noticing the quivering frailness of the arms that were locking you in place. The boy holding you couldn't have been much older than you were, of college age.

"Unluckily for you, we're not gonna end it for you so easily." He's been handed a cloth. After watching his friend douse it in liquid from a bottle, you don't want it anywhere near you. "With where you're going? You're gonna wish you'd died here..."

It's so dark now, you can't imagine how late it's gotten. All you can see now are the glints in his glasses, and the cloth descending upon you.

The glints of glasses. The feeling of helplessness. Shrinking under the eyes of someone who has no sympathy for you. Whatever happened to you, it didn't matter to them.

The corner of your mouth twitches. It feels familiar.

That's funny.

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A nervous Sun/Moon/Eclipse (your choice) and you guide them through their first time.

Because I love how you write and I want to see more

Reader x Eclipse. Specifically the Eclipse that exists in my Rebranded AU.

Obviously nsfw. 1100+ words under the cut.

For as eager as he’s been to do this, he’s surprisingly nervous now that the opportunity has arrived.

With you here on top of him, he’s become so utterly aware of how small and frail you are compared to him.

Compared to the monster.

He can’t help but hesitantly retreat from your touch. Unpleasant memories return to plague him.

Memories of screams. Of shouting. Of rejection.

He’s wanted nothing more than to be accepted. Than to be loved and treasured as they have been. Sun and Moon. The separate aspects which had been used to make him.

He was made bigger. Stronger. Smarter. Greater in every possible way. At least physically.

Yet no amount of careful design could make up for the flaws in his unnatural programming. He was an AI that should not have come to be. Born from a glitch. Strengthened by siphoning information off of Sun and Moon. Made more dangerous by the virus.

Constantly alone.

Always unwanted.

But always craving some level of emotional connection.

Words cannot describe how much you mean to him. He could never find the words to thank you for trusting him.

For loving him.

For wanting him as he has wanted you.

But those horrible memories refuse to leave him be. Memories of the blood he’s spilt. Of the people he’s hurt...

Of how once upon a time, he hurt you. He hurt you bad and you were almost gone.

He almost didn’t have this happiness that you’ve given him. He’s oh, so scared of losing you now.

He’s so hesitant to touch you now as you lay atop him.

Your flesh is so easy to destroy. Your bones, so easy to snap.

He’s done it once before. He’s afraid he’ll do it again. Afraid he’ll become the monster that everyone claimed him to be.

But you ease those fears away.

With your touch.

With your voice. With the sweet, calm beating of your heart. He leans his head against your chest when you hold him.

There’s no word you could ever utter that could comfort him more than this. The proof of your trust sings so pleasantly with each beat of your heart.

You aren’t afraid of him. He can tell by the rhythm of your heartbeat. He can tell by how steady your hands are as they brush against his face.

He is the Beast. You are his Beauty.

He eagerly accepts your kiss when you offer it.

All he wants to do is make you happy. He wants to keep you safe and make you feel good.

You guide him through the process. You show him where to touch you.

His large, metallic hands wrap around your breasts so easily. He’s a massive creature compared to you. Compared to most people. Compared to most of the other animatronics, even. A Slenderman of the robotic world, made to hunt and to destroy.

But he knows how to be gentle. He’s practiced. He’s learned to control his strength, if only for the sake of you.

When he cannot trust his clawed hands, he trusts his tongues. When you arch against his mouth, he suckles on your breast.

Carefully. No teeth. He uses his tongues and his silicone lips to please you.

You in turn show him what pleasure is.

His size makes him intimidating. More so when you uncover the secret upgrade that hides between his legs. All the more so when you discover that he’s more well endowed than you anticipated.

Not because he’s big. You expected the size.

You’re intimidated because he has two.

Two strange, beautiful tendrils that exist only for the sake of finding pleasure. Yellow and blue with a purple splotch between.

He groans when you touch him.

His hands fall off of you. He’s afraid of his claws. He’s afraid that he might hurt you as he gets lost in the moment.

His submission only adds to the intimacy of the moment. A literal killing machine lays beneath your body, making strangely sweet sounds as you show him the full extent of physical power.

He relaxes as you touch him. His only movements being the aimless twitching of his hands as he searches for anything to hold that isn’t you.

Strong, clawed fingers sink into the ground with ease as you fondle him. You massage his arousal. Long, fluid strokes.

For as hard and rough as his exterior is, this part of him is soft and slick and bendy.

After having spent so long knowing only pain and fear, the touch of pleasure sends a rush through him that he never could have anticipated. His inexperience cuts down his endurance.

Your hands and chest are painted in the proof of his orgasm. Slick and warm and sticky.

With him so relaxed, you take the reins.

He wants to make you feel good. You want to feel good with him. You show him how to make it happen.

A loud, almost strangled moan resonates from him as your body swallows him up. One in each hole. You fill yourself with him and do your best to stifle your voice.

It feels good. It feels good to be with him. He feels the same. You coax his hands to your hips. He helps you rise and fall as you ride out the pleasure with him. Slow and steady.

“Eclipse~”

His name slips past your lips. Soft and sweet and broken from the pleasure. He whispers your name in turn; his voice low like a hiss as he speaks.

Up and down. In and out. Stretching and relaxing. He slips into your body and you readily accept him. An inch at a time. More and more with each rise and fall of your body.

You’ve taken in so much of him by the time he orgasms again.

He fills your insides with his artificial seed. So much so that your stomach bulges faintly from the fluid trapped inside. The extra tightness only adds to the throbbing between your legs. He’s filled you up so much.

But there’s still so much more of him to take. So much more for him to give.

You coax him into lifting you up, up, up.

The proof of his orgasm gushes out of you once your holes are emptied of his length.

Then you rest upon him again. A tremble rolls through you and you bite your lip, feeling him slide in so much easier now that you’ve been lubricated by his essence.

You aren’t done yet. Neither of you are. But now he’s feeling more confident.

He takes control, and you’re content to go along for the ride.

He’s bigger than you. He’s stronger than you. The pleasure he can give you is a pleasure only he can give, and he’s eager to give it. And you’re eager to accept it.

All of it.

#ask #saburo kyoto #not osha approved #Eclipse #Eclipse x Reader

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