#something something 'fine I'll like pink AND be able to kick your fuckin ass'
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byan got expelled from elementary school for severely beating and injuring a boy who was constantly tormenting and bullying them.
while they've always had anger issues, they haven't always expressed it as easily and openly as they do now. they'd bottle it up in the past, still trying to earn the acceptance and love of the families who took them in. as a kid who often didn't get the attention and care they needed, however, who struggled in class without getting the support they needed, their frustration and anger would build steadily over their years they were in that school. add on to the fact that they were a pretty small, soft looking kid who couldn't seem to keep any friends and liked pink and other "girly" things despite being seen as a boy... they were a prime target for bullying. tormented for years by boys who used them as a punching bag, it was inevitable that one day their anger would get the better of them.
and it did. one day, they hit their limit with the things they could handle and, when one of their main tormentors came at them to make things even more miserable for them... they lost it on him. they went all out, attacked him like a cornered, feral animal, all teeth and fists, just letting out all the anger they'd been holding onto for years. by the time someone pulled byan off of him, he had to go to the hospital, and they were swiftly taken to the principal's office to await their punishment.
#he didn't get in any trouble of course (:#meanwhile byan was expelled and forced into counselling#and got in even more trouble for all the work it would take to put them in another school (((:#...i had this thought and it was supposed to be a short lil paragraph idk what happened#anyway something something all that torment was the reason they were determined to get stronger#something something 'fine I'll like pink AND be able to kick your fuckin ass'#and then eventually they just gave up trying to be what everyone wanted them to be#and started letting their anger out as violently as they damn well pleased#which.... resulted in a few more expulsions. a couple of which did indeed come from beating the shit out of someone who was harassing them#I'm losing my train of thought I hope all of this makes sense ahdgjsg#━━ ˟ ⊰ ✰ headcanon ⋮ danger in the fabric of this thing i made.
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FIRST TIME —
Chapter three
Israel and Erik sat on the patio
Chairs, nodding their heads to the mumbled beat of the music playing inside. The way he stared at her and the way he touched her...god it was driving her crazy. "You look chill as hell." Erik chuckled taking a sip from his cup.
"Whatever you give me got me feeling myself," she replied with a loud laugh following behind finally feeling the Hennessy hit her slowly but surely. She was tippy and felt a bit hazy with her motions. She actually like being tippy it made her feel free and mellow.
Erik licked his lips slowly as he stared at her legs. He swiftly scooted closer to her brushing his thigh against her exposed one, playfully. She smiled and nudged his knee back. Giggling as she did so. "You cute as hell girl." Erik confessed drooping his arms over her bare shoulders. She blushed, turning her head the other way so he couldn't see, even though he wouldn't be able to see her flash red because of the dark pigment of her skin. She let out a quick 'thank you' glancing at him for a spit second. Her heart felt like it was about to beat out of her chest with how close he was to her. "Why you so shy? It's like one second you confident as hell then the next you look like you wanna hide under a rock." He said nudging her again. Israel shrugged taking her bottom lip into her mouth.
Erik straighten his leg out to the last step so he could dig in his front pocket, he pulled out a tiny bag of weed, a lighter and blunt papers.
Israel eyebrows raised as she intensity watch him put the green crummy substance in the middle of the brown floppy paper and rolling licking and running the flame over the blunt to keep it together. He felt her eyes stare holes into his head but, he ignored her as he put the blunt into his mouth. lighting it and taking a drag from it. The smoke fulled his lungs and he became more relaxed.
He almost forgot the young girl was even there until his heard her sniffing the air. He choked out a laugh that made his shoulders bounce as he watched her, with her nose in the air sniffing the smoke almost as if her life depended on it. "Why are you laughing? It smells so good..." She hummed while she closed her eyes, letting the smoke hug around her as he blow it in her face. "You might wanna slow down baby, or you gon' be high as hell and I ain't finna Carry yo ass to the car and shit." He chuckled softly rubbing the ashes from the blunt on the side of the wooden bar. She laughed along with him. "What's it like being high?" She asked innocently, looking at him through her eyelashes. He smiled at that and asked "You never been high? Damn how old are you?" She was slightly taken back by his tone but nonetheless answered. "What does that how to do with my age? You can be 45 and still never smoked weed before." She argued back.
He leaned back onto the chair making it hit the house. "You never answered my question...how old are you again?" He asked yet again wanting to make sure she wasn't underage.
"You never answered mine but...I'm 18..." she said looking down at her feet. That's damn near underage he thought. But She on the other hand obviously knew that he was way older then her because he looked grown, grown. He had a Mustache and a beard, he was very muscular, bulky and tall. He just didn't look 'boyish' and his attitude was very mature.
"Shit I thought a nigga was bout to catch a case wit' the way yo ass was talking." He shook his head letting out yet another chuckle. She mumbled a Ha before saying "knowing my dad he wouldn't even go to the police, he'll probably kill You himself," he Raised his eyebrows telling her to elaborate a little.
"my dad is very overprotective plus he was in the military so he a little crazy now- which just isn't a good mix..."
"I remember when I was younger I lived next to this cute little boy name Tyler, I used to play with him all day every day until my dad found out, he scared the little boy by showing him his gun and telling him that "if you play with my little girl again, I'll kill you." The little boy cried his eyes out and never spoke to me again." She chuckled softly while kicking a pebble off the stair.
"yo dad sound like a crazy ass nigga damn, low key Sound like some shit I would do, I actually not to many years ago I beat my ex- hoe side nigga unconscious" He evilly grin at her before Continuing his rent.
"Ion play around wit that shit if you my bitch you ain't finna have a thousands of other niggas in yo phone ion care if they just your friends. If I'm fuckin' you then I'm the only nigga fucking You. Period. Ain't no side niggas." He hissed at her almost like they was fucking and he found her 'side niggas' in her contacts.
She stared at him while taking her lip in between her teeth. He grinned, showing off the golden caps he had on his bottom set of teeth. They shined in the moon light almost making her melt into her seat.
He so fine. She thought as she examined his Whole body from head to toe. "You like being spoken to like that don't you?" She raised her eyebrows. "I saw the way you bite your lip when I spoke to you harshly, you like that shit don't you?" He asked her, taking her chin in his hand, Pulling her face to his, their lips just almost touching.
She rolled her eyes pushing his head away from her slightly. "No, get out my face boy." She mumbled feeling herself get really shy and awkward all of a sudden. She was doing so good with not doing that, but of course he had to fuck it up for her.
"Nah don't pretend, you like that shit." he whispered against her lips with humor but she couldn't figure out what was so funny.
her eyes moved up to his with nothing but pare innocence in them. He moved in closer to her face pressing his lips against hers. She gasped but didn't pull away. "follow my lead princess," she melted at the pet name and tried to do exactly what he was doing. His lips moved in a slow pace so she could keep up, his hands ran up her back and right back down to her ass.
He smacked it making she gasped. he added his tongue in the mix while His other hand gripped her neck slightly applying pressure. She moaned and throw her head back and he quickly traveled his slow wet kisses down to her neck, he bit, suck and licked her coco butter scented skin while gripping her thighs and ass tightly in his rough, vain covered hands. She squealed when he found her sweet-spot and he sucked leaving a red-ish mark on the Front of her neck.
Her core wept and screamed for him to touch her but Israel was to afraid to tell him or even hint at him that she was tingling down there. It was starting to become wet and uncomfortable in her underwear so she squirmed in her seat letting out a another Soft "oh my gosh Erik-" he smirked against her neck and peck her lips a few times before backing away from her. She could still feel his lips on her and the taste of his tongue Lingered in her mouth. "You so fucking pretty you know that?" He asked pulling her up onto his lap so she was straddling his legs. her dress raised up and her light pink panties showed from underneath. "Yeah I know but thank you." She said giving him a teasingly smile. She wasn't nervous anymore, she was too far gone to care and far to lost in his lustful eyes. Erik grabbed her drink that sat on the side of her and brought it to her lips. "chug it," he demanded and she did as she was told. Chugging the rest of the dark sweetness that hide inside her cup.
"Good girl," He pecked her lips taking a liking to the taste of Hennessy and pineapple on them. She blushed at the praise. "That's gonna get you loosened up, I can tell you ain't done nun like this you all awkward and shit." She bite her lip as Her cheeks grow hot. Embarrassment washed over her and she screamed at herself to 'act normal'.
He chuckled to himself taking a drag from his blunt. "It's alright baby girl don't start overthinking shit." He said as if reading her mind, He stared into the dark sky only glaring at her for a second before going back to the blunt that was almost gone. His eyes hung low, his breathing calm and his dick hard from the Hennessy. "You trying to leave? I ain't really feeling this whole party thing, to be honest one of my niggas made me come, and a nigga hungry as fuck." she nodded. Just wanting to be around him for as long as she could. she felt desperate for male attention from someone other then her brothers and father, this was different, this was something she has never had before. All in one night she's gotten tippy, kissed and let a grown man grip and grind on her. She was excited for what was going to happen next. it was like she was in a crazy teen flick. "Yeah i wasn't really ether, my cousin dragged me here."
Erik grabbed her hand and pulled her back in the house and towards the front door but she stopped him once she realized that she came here with her cousin. "Wait I gotta tell my cousin I'm leaving." She said pulling away from him to walk towards jasmine who was now sitting on the dark-skinned-bright-white-smile man's lap.
Israel smiled knowingly at her cousin before bending down to whispered in her ear. "Is it ok if I leave? I'm gonna go with Erik." she beamed pointing at him from across the room. He nodded at them before walking over to them. Erik shook up with his friend Byron that jasmine was sitting on. "Wassup bro," he mumbled to the man that was now leaning against the wall. He replied with a noting much.
"Yeah it's ok, I know him plus-" Jasmine leaned in Israel's ear and whispered "I think he trying to dick me down tonight" she squealed and Israel laughed and rolled her eyes. "Ok call me tomorrow and tell how that goes." Israel wink as Erik said his good byes to his friend and started pulling her towards the front door. She stumbled a few times trying to keep up with Erik but it was a little hard with the tall heels she had on. He stopped and looked back at her, he could tell by the look of her face her feet Hurt. He didn't think twice before lifting the girl up bridal style,and resting her arms around his neck. She gasped and hit his chest while giggling. "Oh my gosh put me down, you don't have to carry me!" He chuckled. She hide in the crack of his neck as he unlocked the door to the passenger seat. She finally took her head from his neck when he sat her down on his black lather seat. She didn't noticed until now that the whole car was a shiny golden Jeep.
She gasped and ran her hands across the nice dash bored and seats. "Wow this car is so nice can I have it?" She joked playfully at him. He smirked at her before tossing the keys her way. "Sure if you really want it, I don't drive this one that much," he shrugged. "But In all honestly I would rather like to see yo sexy ass in my all black Lamborghini with the red detailing." He grinned showing off his gold caps.
She rolled her eyes and hummed a 'Mmhm'. She tossed him back his keys and put her seat belt on. He chuckled at her and shut her door before getting in the drivers seat.
"You hungry?" She nodded, Not really listening to what he just said because she was to busy playing with the thingy that she found on the side of her seat. He glanced over to her and grabbed it from her hands. "Why you touching shit?" She pouted but still asked "what is that?"
"You love asking questions huh?" She nodded and as seconds passed she was still looking at the side of his face. "What?" He growled at her. "What is that? A electric pen?" He chuckled.
"That's basically what it is. It's CBD you wanna try it?" He said playfully with a big grin spread across his face. She shook her head, now looking around the ear trying to find something new to mess with.
Erik raised his eyebrow as he watched her go through his stuff on the side of her seat. "Aye cut that shit out ma, damn sit still." He hissed. He grabbed her hands and sat them on her lap and she sat still, doing as she was told. "You seem like the boring meanie type." She snorted. He shrugged while taking a hit from his pen. "And you seem like the bratty 'gets whatever she wants' type." She pouted and crossed her arms very definitely And huffed out a "I'm not but go off." Under her breath, looking out of her window. He heard but decided to ignore her, for her own sake.
They pulled up to a house that looked old and beaten down. Her face scrunch up as her belly growled. "I thought we were going to get something to eat?"
"We are. But imma get my weed first then we came go get whatever you want." He stated before shutting and locking her inside the car for safety reasons. Erik was in and out in less than 10 minutes With a big bag pf weed. Israel was shocked at how much he had chuckled at her and put the bag in his back seat.
"Alright what what you trying to eat?" He asked once they were back in the car and on the road, the radio was on blast with drakes album scorpio, and it was a whole vibe to say the less. The smoke that flow through the air made them both smooth and mellowed out. "Let's get Wendy's! They got the spicy chicken nuggets back." He nodded and turn into the dive through to Wendy's. "What you want? Just the nuggets or a foe for foe?" He asked making her chuckling at the way he said it. "Yeah I want a four for four." She said playfully teasing him. He crack a smile at her before ordering her food.
He grabbed the bag and immediately dug in it grabbed a hand full of fries.
"Hey those are mine you have two burgers." Israel whines trying to reach for the bag that was in his lap. "I bought them tho." He mumbled with a mouth full of fries. Israel rolled her eyes, giggling before snatching the bag of food out of his lap and stuffing the burger in her mouth. "Damn you that hungry?"
"Shut up I told you I was that hungry." He snickered at her before relighting his blunt and taking a drag. "You mean as hell when you hungry you know that? You not you when you're hungry neckass." He said making her spit out her food a little from laughing. "Oh my gush Shut up!" He turn into a Hotel parking lot that was filled with empty cars so that they could eat, twenty minutes after they got done eating they were just talking, Erik sat with a blunt in his hand while he leaned all the back in his seat and Israel sat cross legged with her dress rising a bit up her thighs. Erik couldn't help but to wonder what juiciness laid in between her legs. The weed and sexual music that played In the background was definitely getting to him and he was ready to risk it all.
"Oh my gosh this is my song!" She squealed turning up the radio when one of her favorite artist voice ring through the speaker of Erik's car. BMO by ari Lennox. She began move her hips in a sensual manner while closing her eyes, lip singing along to the song. She couldn't help but to move with the smooth beat.
Erik's hungry eyes couldn't stop watching her in Amazement, he loved the way her brown skin glow from the moon light and the thick shea butter that costed her skin. She turned to face him and sang the words to him softly, with a big goofy smile on her face.
"That bodies on fire
Ooh love me long, 'til you get tired
Ooh baby you got what I (want)
You's a real one, I'm inspired"
Erik shook his head at her before laughing while She kept singing and dancing to the song, paying him no attention.
He dug his phone out of his pocket to check the time.
3:45
"Your parents don't be tripping when you out this late?" She shook her head curling up in her seat. "They don't know I'm out, they really strict And don't be letting me out the house so I snuck out."
"What if you get caught?" She shrugged eating a cold fry from her Wendy's bag. "My dad probably going to beat my ass." His eyebrows raised. "Hell nah you to damn old to still be getting ass whoopings."
"You should tell my dad that." She mumbled. Erik's mind went to the worst but he didn't ask any questions.
"Well we should get you home then."
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"When can I see you again?" She asked pouting slightly, not wanting to leave him so soon.
"Ion know but imma text you, alright princess?" She nodded. "Alright go get yo pretty ass in the house before yo daddy come out here swinging." He said jokingly, smacking her ass.
"Ok bye Erik." She whined before walking up to the tree to climb up to her bedroom window. Erik chuckled as he watched her struggle climbing to the tree. When she finally made it up and fall inside to her room she quickly popped up and waved at him. He chucked the deuces up before pulling off.
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sooooo this is my first request here so I spent 737484647 hours thinking on what would be a good start but I think I'll settle for something simple,, may I request first date headcannons for the boyes?
I APOLOGIZE FOR THE WAIT TUMBLR RLLY LET ME HAVE IT!!! blease accept these qwq (im breaking them up by division so the post wont be so cluttered :0)
💫 Allstars on a First Date Pt. 1💫
♡Buster Bros♡ :
Ichiro:
-He wants to take you to the movies! He’s not picky at all about what you guys go to see because he’s the kinda guy to enjoy the experience no matter what kinda movie it was! He’d love to talk about it afterwards with you if the movie was trash or if it was really good! (when he saw Into the Spider-verse with his bros he raved about it for days)
-(his fav spidey person is Peni cuz he’s a slut for mecha anime)
-If you wanted to pick the movie that’d be totally fine with him! (unless theres a new movie adaption of an anime he wants to see- he’d agree with your choice but you can see the Longing in his eyes as he walks past the poster and you just might hafta give in lmao)
-Definitely pays for your snacks and drinks even if you protest because he’s a huge sweetheart (need me a MANS)
-He’s no scrub either he goes for the large drink, the large popcorn. AND king size m&ms??? Do you even deserve him????? No baby I’ll hold the food tray you’ve done enough 😤
-He finds y’all good seats and takes the tray so you can get comfortable before doing so himself and immediately going to demolish the popcorn before the previews end because he’ll always be a rebel at heart
-During the movie he (subtly but not Really) shifts closer to you and occasionally leans over or puts his hand on your shoulder lightly to whisper a joke or a thought he has about the movie in your ear (stay calm Reader-chan)
-You sorta spend the rest of the movie whispering jokes and making witty comments and giggling to yourselves like adult children and Ichiro thinks your laugh when your trying not to laugh is cute
-If something funny happens during the movie he’ll laugh loudly, if something sad happens you’ll hear him sniffling into his jacket sleeve and if something scary happens he’d keep that to himself but the way the his voice wavers when he asks if you’re okay kind of gives him away (he will Jump at the opportunity to hold your hand if you ask)
-He asks to stay after the credits because he cannot miss any after credits scenes its not in his blood, that’s not the kinda man he is
-After the movie is officially over he beats you to throwing away the trash and putting the tray back
-Would also immediately fire off about what stuck out to him in the movie and what he thought it lacked and ask your thoughts about it with a glimmer in his eyes
-He set a curfew for himself that he told his brothers he’d be back by but you both have a few more hours to kill so he asks if you wanted to grab dinner somewhere
-The place he takes you too isn’t fancy or high class, it’s just a nice, warm family diner he takes Jiro and Saburo to sometimes- he promises you’ll like it! (the place is also very special to him yknow)
-”If you don’t like it you never hafta go out with me again!” he joked but when you told him in all seriousness that you wouldn’t do that to him, some sort of tension fell away from his demeanor and he laughed warmly (relieved even) and said how that was real sweet of you
-Ichiro makes good conversation over dinner- he treats you like that he would an old friend or someone close to him and makes sure you stay engaged in the conversation just as much as he is
-After dinner (he pays of course- he was quick to whip out his wallet) you both make your way outside of the restaurant and you notice how he starts to fidget by rubbing the back of his neck and shifting his weight from each leg
-He asks if you had a good time and when you tell him you did (you Better) he visibly lights up, all traces of nervousness leaving him and his smile is big and its adorable
-(If you tell him that he wouldn’t know what to do other than stutter out a shocked thank you as his cheeks color)
-He says maybe you guys could go out again sometime? If you want? It’s totally chill if you don’t tho.
-When you say yes you didn’t think his smile could get any brighter and you realize how nice it makes you feel. How fuzzy.
-”Okay cool! That’s awesome! I’ll talk to you later alright? Be careful on your way home!”
-When you respond he starts fidgeting again like he wants to say something else and when you’re about to ask him what was up he quickly pecks your cheek before you could even register how close he had gotten. If his face wasn’t red before it definitely is now
-”I’ll call you okay? G’night!” he waves as he’s leaving and his big smile never leaves his face
Jiro:
-It’s arcade time! That would definitely be his first choice on where to take you
-Ichiro insists Jiro bring you over before y’all leave and although Jiro would love for his Niichan to meet you he can’t say the same for that little rugrat he’s forced to share a home with
-Of course he brings you anyway because Ichiro really wanted to meet you and Jiro can’t just say no to his older brother like that (Ichiro made Saburo promise to behave and he did so while wrinkling his nose and shooting Jiro a look behind Ichiro’s back and Jiro shot him a smug look in kind- Ichiro caught that one though and flicked his ear)
-When you reach the front door of the Yamada residence the door swings open before you could even knock
-Ichiro greets you warmly and eagerly ushers you inside telling you how much he’s wanted to meet you because “Jiro talks about you a whole lot yknow!” (Jiro makes a strangled noise of betrayal and his face goes red)
-You get an excited introduction from Ichiro and a less excited more being polite out of obligation introduction from Saburo (who’s about to make a quip at how Jiro even got someone to go on a date with to which Ichiro pushes Jiro towards you and says how you both ought to be going- “Also don’t forget about curfew got it? Have fun!”)
-When y’all make it to the arcade and get your game cards (they’re still tokens in my Heart) Jiro asks what game you wanna hit first and then y’all just sorta take turns dragging each other around
-His personal favorite games are 1v1 fighting games, racing games and dancing games- he loves the competition they bring and if you challenge him it’ll totally pump him up “You’re gonna regret it when I kick your ass!”
-You guys go around the arcade with a new fighting spirit and try to kick each other asses at almost every game. Basketball, air hockey, hell even wack-a-mole- theres no holding back on any of them
-After you guys’ 3 round long dance battle you announce that you need a Break and he agrees (his jock ass could go for a few more rounds but he don’t wanna leave you out)
-He buys you a drink of your choice because he was informed that that was the Manly thing to do (”gentlemanly” was the word used but technicalities, technicalities) and asked if you’re down to get some food
-Y’all both go for pizza (unless dear Reader is lack toes of taller ants then he wouldn’t mind letting you pick)
-You guys just share a big platter because Jiro’s funds are limited but he’d still like to treat you
-You guys laugh more often than you chew and take silly videos of each other eating to post on social media until you both decide that it was time to make more rounds around the arcade
-When it’s time to exchange game points for prizes Jiro loses his impulse control (read: non-existent) and picks out a bunch of dumbass shit
-”Bro I’ve wanted a kazoo for so fuckin’ long it ain’t even funny”
-If you want something a little higher on the points list but don’t have enough for he’d put back some of his shit (goodbye Creeper plushie) and say y’all could try combining points
-When its about time to leave Jiro clumsily says that he could walk you home- if you want! It comes out rougher than he intended and he can feel his face heating up but he’s determined to hold eye contact with you until you give him an answer
-He walks home with you until you both reach the front door of your place (also like how he was informed) and says he had a real good time and that y’all should definitely go again…y’know if you want…or whatever…
-You tell him you do and his face is Priceless (shock turning into something more like joy until he schools his features to look less like an excited puppy)
-Now unsure of how to end the conversation without being awkward he settles for the Bro Clap on your shoulder (totally not awkwa r d) and promises to get at you later
-”I’ll dm you later ok? See ya!” he turns leaving you with a cool wave over his shoulder but he has the biggest grin on his face
Saburo:
-Oh god Saburo’s first date
-It’s his first date
-”Baby’s first date haha” “Shut up, maggot”
-He’s so nervous please help him
-He doesn’t have a clue how he was able to invite you out for the weekend let alone get away with calling it a date
-He’d be stroking his big fat ego if he didn’t feel like he was going to collapse- but he’ll be fine he has to be
-After all it’s just the aquarium! He actually likes the aquarium unlike the idiotic suggestions The Lesser One gave him (he would never go to the mall by choice). But he found the specimens kept at the aquarium to be interesting.
-Also Ichiro said he’d “chaperone” as his support (which Saburo would have never asked his Ichinii to do so in any other situation but…it’s a date. This is not his area of expertise. No matter how much research he had done on what to do and what not to do his anxiety never went away.)
-The plan was to meet the Yamada brothers at the aquarium and sure enough you couldn’t miss the two freakishly tall boys (one waving with both hands and the other meekly raising one hand in greeting)
-Ichiro took the lead, introducing himself on the way in and thanking you for taking care of Saburo (Saburo’s cheeks may have tinged a light pink at that)
-After making your way in Ichiro said he’d get out of y’alls hair and to text him if you needed anything
-Then you were both alone
-Saburo squashes the feeling of unease settling in his stomach and whips out a map of the building, asking if there was an exhibit you’d like to see first and then set off when you’ve made your pick
-At the exhibit he finds himself wanting to tell you what he knows about this particular species but he doesn’t want to annoy you or seem like he’s bragging about his knowledge (thats what kids at school usually assume- and although he Is known to brag he also like to share facts for fun)
-He starts slowly, “You know these animals are actually very interesting..”
-When you turn away from the exhibit to look at him and prompt him to speak more he’s actually startled and stutters a bit before continuing
-You tell him that what he said was interesting and these animals were cooler than you thought!
-Oh. Oh.
-Saburo’s face feels warm as he opens the map again
-You guys laugh at the otters, marvel at the jellyfish and pet the little stingrays (Saburo was honestly a little reluctant at first but you coax him into it easily and the smile he wears when he touched one is a sweet little thing)
-He was becoming more eager to share his random information with you and you were just as entertained to listen
-He also laughs with you if you point out something funny the animals are doing
-”Hehe T-Pose crab.” “T-Pose cr a b” (these r what kids b talkin about dont @ me)
-He found himself loosening up around you qwq
-You guys eventually reach the gift shop and Saburo’s immediately drawn to these little sting ray plushies (they remind him of Mantyke from pokemon hehe) and he really wants one but…should he? In front of you?
-You catch him staring at them and then get a crazy idea: you both get one
-His cheeks flush immediately and before he can protest with something stupid you pick one up and give it to him while taking one for yourself.
-Saburo was so caught off guard that he almost forgot to offer to pay (its Gentlemanly, Jiro, not Manly you fucking imbecile-)
-(Regardless MC BB taught them well)
-After you both snap a pic of your matching pokemon plushies, Saburo texts Ichiro asking if he could take you guys to McDonalds and Ichiro is fucking on it bro
-You all leave to get some McNuggies and make fun of the new Lion King toys because that shit is nasty (i know Hypmic is set in the near future but have you considered: i do what i please)
-It’s sundown by the time you all finish eating so Ichiro insists they accompany you home
-When you all reach your place Ichiro fakes a phone call and leaves you kids to be anxious alone
-Saburo says he hopes you had a good time and that if you’re ever free on the weekend again maybe you could hang out? If you’d like to…. (Ichiro fist pumps from behind the corner)
-You tell him of course you would and his cheeks grow warm again and he stutters out an “O-Okay!” and that he’ll keep in touch and he smiles and you smile and its cute bro
-He leaves you with a “I’ll see you at school” and a small wave
-He tries to keep his face neutral when Ichiro asks him how it went (and that his Mantyke plush is cute) but he fails horribly, a slow smile creeping onto his features
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WOO finally finished these for a second time! i still had a lotta fun writing them though!! the rest of the divisions will be up shortly ;3c thanks for requesting!! 💖💗💕
#Anonymous#hypmic#hypnosis mic#hypmic headcanons#hypmic scenarios#ichiro yamada#jiro yamada#saburo yamada#buster bros#i realized i used warm to describe ichiro a lot but he i s warm and just a big softie i love him QAQ
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i’ll follow you into the dark
after a long session of training with bakubro and tsuyu- tsu, I mean, we all went back to the dorms to study. bakugou was helping me learn our Italian vocabulary. well, more like help me even focus in the first place. i may have been a little... distracted by a fact midoriya had told me earlier. he had explained to me how the star beetlegeuse would appear extra bright tonight. “im gonna say it one. more. damn. time, shitty hair. if by the end of tonight you don’t know how to say your birthday in Italian , I WILL be the one to swan dive out the fucking window.” he looked at me with his fake angry face. at this point in our friendship, i know ALL his poker faces. this was one of them. he furrowed his eyebrows in an attempt to portray Mr. Tough Guy, but he just looked silly. of course with his massive ego, i would never tell him that. “im sorry, bro! i can’t control the hyper fixation! midoriya told me about a super bright star that’s visible tonight, and i can’t focus clearly.” he just looked at me for a minute, but with an actually genuine emotion this time. but i have no clue what. “tell you what. if you can say your entire birth date and how old you are by 11:00 pm, we will go outside and look at the fucking stars. deal?” “YES! DEAL!!”
shitty hair doesn’t know how to fucking learn. im beginning to be convinced he ACTUALLY has hair for brains. it took him six tries just to say his favorite food. each time he answered with car brands. the only way I could get him to comprehend what I was saying was to literally draw it out as a villain battle. and so as soon as I did that, the dumbass finally got it. “HA! i did it! and it’s only-“ he looked at the clock and unhappily cut his sentence short. “it’s past curfew, dang it! ah well, guess we’ll have to wait til the next astronomical anomaly.” he had a horribly sad face on, and tried to hide it with a toothy smile. i couldn’t stand to look at him like that, so I looked away and spoke without thinking; “we can sneak out...” As soon as the words came out of my mouth, his face lit up. i could tell that kirishima had never been the kind to sneak out and do things slyly. and honestly, neither am I. but I have a reputation to withhold and a dumbass to please.
bakugou grabbed my arm and pulled me out to his deck. “uh, why are we out here? hello? bakugou??? bro????” he stood there with a stupid grin lit up by the lamp next to him. “just... hold on tight.” “dude what are you-“ the blonde moved behind me and stuck his arm around my waist in one swift motion. before i knew it, we were in the air. he had his left arm around me and his right arm being used as a motor wit his quirk, Iron Man style. I turned my head to look at him. His hair was being moved about by the wind, and he had an actual, genuine smile on his face. i may or may not have been staring, and immediately blushed and turned when he looked at me. our faces were inches apart... close enough to- no. stop thinking like that. just enjoy the- “HOLY SHIT! WE’ERE IN THE FUCKIN SKY!” “you just realized that?? right now???” i meant to tell him i was busy thinking about other things, but I ended up bursting his eardrums by letting out an unholy scream. “Calm down, hair for brains! Just a little further” he said, with a scarily calm tone of voice. I couldn’t help but notice he had a slight pink tint to his cheeks.
i could feel his eyes on me, and couldn’t help but turn red as a fucking Apple. as soon as we got near some random grass field, i lowered us down. when we finally hit earth again, shitty hair started laughing. at me. “What’s so fucking funny, shitty hair?” “HA! I’m sorry it’s just- HAHEHDFJCJ your- AA just look PFFGAHAHAHA!!!!” he pulled his phone out of his pocket and opened the camera, handing it to me. My hair was fucking fluffed up like a dog. I let out a string of curse words and tried to fix it. I knew I easily could with my quirk, but hair for brains was so,,, entertained. Any decent person wouldn’t want to wipe that dumbass smile off his face, right? right???
After laughing my ass off from bakugous unintentional makeover, we walked over to my favorite spot in the park. ...wait. i showed him a picture of me here as a kid. did he... recognize it? no- no! no way. I’m just overthinking, it’s a coincidence. has to be. I plopped down on the grass and sat with criss-crossed legs. “You look like a fuckin five year old, shitty hair.” He said this in his meanboyvoice, but his slight grin contradicted his words. I like when things I do make him happy. But like- that’s normal. I think. I casually look up at the sky, and I’m instantly captivated. I must have been looking up for a while, because I was weaned back into reality by bakubro half-yelling “sHiTtY hAiR!1!1” “oh sorry, bro! it’s just- the sky is so pretty tonight! Look, that one really bright star is called beetlegeuse! Like that American movie!”
after looking up at the fucking gas balls for a few minutes, shitty hair laid down to avoid craning his neck. He layed down his sweatshirt behind his head to act as a pillow. He put his head close to one side of it, so I took that as an invitation to lay on the other side of the sweatshirt, upside down. I had to admit, to myself at least, that the sky did seem different than usual. Maybe it’s because of the whole “astronomical anomaly” shit. Or maybe because I didn’t have another pair of eyes to guide mine to see the beauty of it.
“It’s scary, isn’t it? Knowing there’s an infinite amount of like, stuff. Out there.” I said this after noticing how peaceful bakugou had seemed. It was nice to see him like this for once. “I’m not afraid of anything, dumbass. It’s just some balls of gas and shit.” We were silent for a few minutes after that. It was a comfortable silence, though. Just having eachother there. “Are you like... scared of anything? You always seem so ‘let’s do this’ and ‘let’s try that’. makes me wonder if your brain has a fuckin filter on your actions sometimes.” That remark made me laugh. He was right, I suppose. “I try to do as much as I can while I can. I don’t like to think about it, but living the hero course of life, you never really know what could happen. besides, I’m not some like-fearless god!” This made him laugh. I love his laugh. It’s so full, and you can tell he’s smiling while doing so without even looking at him. “Well then what are you afraid of, smartass?” He says casually, in between laughter. I was quiet for a minute, and he seemed to notice. He turned over on his side to investigate my silence. I assumed that my face was red, because he started to laugh again. “What’s wrong, shitty hair? Embarrassed? Fine. You don’t have to tell me, but be ready for an extra ass kick at training...” “FINE! It’s just.. ha ha ha.” I trailed off into the type of laugh that one does alone. “I’ve always been... scared of like, the dark. I guess.” He stares at me for a few seconds, assuming I was joking. I tried to keep a straight face to show I wasn’t lying, but we both started chuckling at my statement. “It’s called nyctophobia, dumbass. You’re actually afraid of the dark? That’s funny, so is my three year old niece!” This made our chuckles turn into full out hysterics. “That... is not... fair!!!” I managed to say, through my laughter. We sat there, laughing for a while. Eventually I was able to try to get my point across. “I’m not kidding! And it’s not ‘nyctophobia’, either!” “Oh yeah? Then, what is it?” “Well I’m not sure! But phobia means it’s an irrational fear. Being scared of the dark is NOT irrational. Plenty of bad things can happen in the dark.” It seemed as if he was gonna say something, but cut himself off.
His hair was moving around in the wind, slowly losing its gelled up form. “Yeah. Well, a lot of good things can happen in the dark, too.” He turned to me, ready to hit me with a ‘that’s what she said’ joke, wiggling his eyebrows. “Oh come on, that’s not what I meant!” I tried to conceal my laughter with seriousness. But I find that extra hard to do around kirishima. shitty hair, I mean. He’s easier to... this sounds cliche. but it’s easier to break down the wall in my head that I built, the wall that blocks out any vulnerability. So i let myself laugh, and I let myself enjoy this moment. As kirishima says, I deserve it. If he says so, then it must be true. I took a deep breath. In, and out. It was strangely calming, being outside with nature and shit. “I know what you mean, bro. Like the stars! They live in a dark universe, but they’re still pretty fucking cool.” Yeah. pretty fucking cool.
I couldn’t help but notice a star that seemed to have an orange tint to it. “Hey bro, that star looks like you!” I tried pointing at it, but that obviously didn’t work out. “The hell is that supposed to mean?” Without thinking , I took his hand and put my head right next to his, to get an accurate answer for him. I formed his hand with his pointer finger out, and guided it to be directly under the baku-star. “Do you see it?” He nodded, with a serene expression. “It’s orange, like your hero suit!” All of a sudden, he sat up. Did I mess something up? Did that upset him? I didn’t mean to offend him. Great going kirishima, now he’s-
I could tell that he though my sudden movements were out of anger, so I grabbed his upper arm and pulled him into a sitting position, too. “I need to tell you something, kirishima. I- if you tell any of this to the other dufuses, you’re dead. Got it?” He looked at me, puzzled. His eyebrows were furrowed and his head was tilted. His actions like this often reminded me of a puppy. All energetic and shit. “Uh.. sure! Got it.” I opened my mouth, but no words came out. I shouldn’t have started this conversation. But it’s too late now.
he seemed very serious now. what could he want to tell me that he wouldn’t tell the rest of our friends? im nothing special. minas better at advice, sero can pay attention longer, denki- my thoughts were cut off by his words. “that one time when we were attacked, i guess I... didn’t hate fighting the villains with you.” is that... a compliment??? he seemed to be getting upset, and I wanted to see his smile again. hell, I needed to. “there’s been plenty of attacks bro, you’ll have to be specific!” luckily, this made him chuckle. “the USJ incident, dumbass. And you’re like, more tolerable than the others. They all pry to know how I’m feeling, and it gets fucking annoying as hell. But you don’t do that. Because somehow you can tell what I’m feeling, even when I can’t. And that’s, nice. I guess. How do you do that?” “You seem to have yourself... shielded? In a way? But they don’t know you the way I do. Wait! That sounds creepy. It’s just...” i tried thinking of the right way to convey my thoughts. eventually, i figured it out and subconsciously grabbed his hand. “They don’t see how much friend-tential you have!” Bakugou seemed confused by that statement, to say the least. “Friend-tential? The hell is that?” “You really are a good friend, bakubro! The other guys just don’t see that right away. I had to like, convince them so. But now they know! I’ve known all along, though. Katsuki bakugou has a soft spot!” I said that last part in a fake mocking tone, which made him angry yet happy again. “Shut up, shitty hair! But... thanks. Or whatever.” Did he just???? Thank??? Me?????
right after I let those words leave my mouth, I realized the grave mistake I made. He started smiling like an idiot and let out an exaggerated gasp. “No way! Did you really just say that?? To me?? My ears must be deceiving me!!!” He laughed for a few more seconds, then his face turned sincere again. “Well, you’re welcome, bakugo!” He then stood up, putting a hand out to help me up. I ignored his help, of course, and got up on my own. As soon as I did, he wrapped his arms around me in a tight bear hug. I was taken off guard, but eventually, loosely hugged him back. “You know, if you ever get tired of calling me shitty hair 24/7, you can call me eijiro!” This surprised me. I was touched by him saying that, but again, couldn’t let that be known. “I’ll stop calling you shitty hair when you stop building a mountain of hair atop your head!” He pulled away from the hug, laughing. Come back. Hug me again. No. Stop thinking about that, he can’t hug you forever. “If you want, you can call me katsuki. it’s an annoying ass name though, so I would get it if you didn’t want to.” This made his smile somehow even brighter than it was before. “Sure! Let’s see.... how about Kat! Like the candy, Kit Kat’s!” Hm. No one has ever called me that before. “I guess that works. Don’t wear it out though, or I’ll have to kill you.” He started backing up, arms thrown up in the air in a way of celebratory victory. “Oh, really? I’d like to see you try!” In one instance, he was standing in front of me in the grass, and a spilt second later he was darting in the opposite direction. “Get back here, shitty hair!” I screamed, as a started to chase him. The lil fucker was fast! He ran across the field, eventually going in circles. I was able to catch up to him with speed. Enough speed that when I caught up to him, I ended up tackling him to the ground. We layed there for god knows how long, just laughing our asses off. And fucking enjoying life.
after finally recovering from our fierce battle, i realized I had my arm around kats shoulder the whole time.
It’s finally the fucking weekend. The day after shitty hair and my “super adventure star bro time” (take a wild guess at who decided to call if that) we were both unhealthily tired during our classes. kirishima played it off well, as to not reveal we had left after curfew. He still had that bright-as-the-fucking-sun smile plastered on his face, but his eyes seemed groggy and tired. But still, no one noticed. Me on the other hand, was fucking dying. This caused me to accidentally say good morning back to deku. FUCKING. DEKU. he stuttered for a good ten seconds before passing out into half-and-half’s back, who turned around and caught him. even I can see how icyhot talks to deku differently. damn nerd is to oblivious for his own good.
Kat, Mina, sero, denki and i were sitting in the common room playing Mario kart, our usual Saturday activity. Denki was sitting Indian style on the couch, next to sero and I. Mina was laying across all of our laps, and kat was intensely perched on the arm rest. ready to pounce at any moment onto anyone who dared throw a green shell at him. The race ended with much screaming and even more shoving, displaying the score board: 1st: Princess Peach (mina) 2nd: Yoshi (kirishima) 3rd: Waluigi (sero) 4th: Bowser (denki) 5th: Baby Peach (Bakugou)
“HOW??? THE??? FUCK???” HOW DID I LOSE??? EVEN TO FUCKING DUNCE FACE?? “HA! I win again! Take that, you buffoons!” Mina shouted, beaming with annoying pride. I looked over to the three boys sitting on the couch, exchanging a mutual look of determination. All at once, they pushed Bug Eyes off of themselves, leaving her rolling off the couch. Ha. That’s what you get, ya fucking martian.
#kiribaku#bakushima#bakugou katsuki#kirishima eijirou#red riot#ground zero#mha#bnha#i love kirishima with my entire being#bakugou is bad at feelings#bakugou is iron man confirmed#guys stop gay panicking#guys seriously#just confess already dumbasses
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