#yusuke fluff
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TW/CW: nudity of minors (not sexual!), all characters (except the teacher) are in high school
KEY TAGS: spoiler-free/pre-canon, female reader (afab and themes of womanhood), second pov (reader's pov), meet-cute, fluff, strangers to ???
WORD COUNT: 6202
CROSS POST: ao3
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SUMMARY: "'So…' you trail off, shutting the door behind you, 'How should I do this? Do you have a certain pose in mind or…?'
The blue-haired painter (painter-in-training?) turns to you, 'Well, in order to start, it would be best if you began taking off your clothes.'
'E-excuse me!?'"
Or where Kitagawa Yusuke needs a nude model, and you unknowingly sign up.
“Why don’t you just get a job?” your friend, Yanai Toshiko, points out the most obvious solution to your money problem while chewing in one side of her mouth, “It’s pretty easy these days. All you have to do is take a magazine from the job stand in Shibuya Station, look for a job that interests you, and call them up.”
“Right, and,” your other friend, Akagawa Yokkako, takes a moment to swallow her food before continuing, “if you tell them you’re a Kosei High student, they will most definitely hire you.”
“But that’s so much work!” you groan loudly, burying your head in your arms on the table and then lifting your head up high enough to be able to see your friends, “Besides, my brother’s birthday is in a week. I wouldn’t get the money in time even if I got the job.”
“That’s your fault for leaving it to the last minute,” Yanai clicks open the next tier in her bento box, “I don’t understand how you’re still at Kosei with all your procrastination.”
You perk up at this, “Uh, just because I don’t do my work weeks ahead of time like everyone else here doesn’t mean I don’t do well, thank you very much.”
“What’re you even getting your brother that costs so much anyways?” Yokkako finishes the last of the bun she bought from the school store, crumpling the transparent wrapper in between her hands.
“Limited-edition action figure set of this anime he watches,” you drag your chopsticks absentmindedly across your school lunch, depressed from just remembering the price tag.
Yanai admires her octopus hotdogs, her chopsticks holding one in midair, before eating it whole, “Can’t you get him, like, crayons or something?”
You stop swiveling your chopsticks across the pile of rice on your tray at her suggestion, “He’s not six. He’s turning twelve!”
“What’s the difference?” Yokkako snickers behind her hand, earning one smack on the shoulder from you.
“Seriously, guys,” you now resort to hopelessly picking up singular grains of rice with your chopstick, “Do any of you know how I can get cash quick and easy?”
“Well—”
“And legally.”
Yokkako wilters at the last part, her eagerness to tell you to be a cam girl or start selling drugs vanishing in a flash. While she isn’t involved in stuff like that, you knew she would suggest such a thing anyways, which would have annoyed you more.
Yanai nimbles on her chopsticks in thought, “Y’know, on my way to the teacher’s office—I had to drop something off—, I overheard one of the art students asking around for a model. He said he was willing to pay in cash.”
“Really!?” you straighten up from your slumped position, eyes sparkling at the prospect of possibly getting enough money for your brother, “Who? Do you know how much he’s paying? Did anyone say yes?”
“Hmm,” Yanai places her chopsticks down, “I only heard his voice, so I don’t know who he is, sorry. I didn’t stick around long enough to hear everything, so...”
“Ask one of the art teachers!” Yokkako chirps up, “They might know who it is. I think their office is on the…third floor?”
You turn to Yanai for an answer, who nods silently as she focuses on packing up her lunch, and, with her confirmation, you immediately stand up from your chair, “I’m going to go now then! Can’t have anyone taking my precious money! I’ll see you guys later!”
Dashing off, you try not to bump into unsuspecting students, spitting sorries when you do. You’re going to find this art student no matter what!
“Oh, right, I heard Kitagawa asking one of my other students to be his model yesterday,” the first art teacher you encountered answers, “She said she was too busy.”
Still catching your breath from sprinting up three flights of stairs, you stare blankly at her. Her answer as to who was asking for a model was hardly an answer. For all you know, there could be tens of Kitagawas in this school (it would be funny if they were all in the same art class too). Also, why did she talk more about the person he asked? She isn’t your main concern.
She returns to her work, so you press the subject further, “Kitagawa…?”
“You don’t know?” she makes the effort to turn her chair to face you completely, “Kitagawa Yusuke? He’s one of Madarame’s students.”
“Who?”
“Madarame, the artist?”
When you shake your head, she gapes at you but immediately pulls herself together, “Never mind. What do you need Kitagawa for anyways?”
“I was hoping to ask him if I could be his model,” you don’t bother to explain all the itty bitty details about how you desperately need the cash; she doesn’t need to know that.
The teacher squints at the grid paper taped on the wall in front of her, “I have him next, so I can ask for you. I’ll email you what he says. What’s your name? Include your first name as well, so I know what email to use.”
After telling her your name, she writes it down on a blank notepad, and you thank her for the help before leaving. At least you don’t have to track down this Kitagawa Yusuke.
You slide the door open and then close. Checking your watch, you yelp at the time. Class on the fifth floor is starting in three minutes, and you don’t even have your bag!
“Crap, crap, crap!” you repeat under your breath and push your legs to move faster, brisk walk accelerating to a full-out run.
As you make an abrupt turn around the corner to the downstairs, you harshly crash into someone. You shut your eyes, groaning when you make contact with the ground. Still reeling from the fall, you see the obstacle you bumped into, who is somehow gracefully sitting upon the linoleum floor.
“Pretty boy…” the words flow out of your mouth without a second thought, and your hand slaps itself over your mouth.
But really, is there anyone who wouldn’t have the same reaction? Navy blue hair framing the boy’s cheeks so perfectly and shining like it belongs in a shampoo commercial. The lack of blazer all students have to wear with their uniform revealing his lissome frame. The longest eyelashes you’ve ever seen. The most luscious lips—.
“Are you okay?”
At his words, you cease your shameless ogling, “Y-yes! S-sorry, are you okay? I should have been watching where I was going!”
“I’m quite alright, thank you,” he gets up from the floor, brushing one stray hair away from his face, “Do be careful though. It would not be safe to bump into anyone else like that.”
Before you can retort, you remember why you were in such a rush earlier and rise to your feet, “Oh god, I’m really going to be late now! Again, sorry, but gotta blast!”
You abandon him and take off at the same speed as before. Screw getting your bag; you can just ask Yukkako for paper and a pencil.
Your mind races back to the slender guy you bumped into as you scurry up the stairs. You’ve never met him before. However, you don’t think your paths will cross any time soon. It’s been a month since school started, but you haven’t seen him in any of your classes. Besides, he’s too…graceful. And pretty! Definitely not your crowd.
The bell rings once you reach the fifth floor, and you frantically scramble to the classroom door. You practically fall through the back door. Somehow, no one but Yukkako notices your tumble in and waves her hand rapidly. The teacher strides in the front door the moment you sit down, and you breathe out a sigh of relief.
The moment you step foot in your dorm room, you toss your bag to a corner of the room and launch yourself into the comfort of your bed. Thank god your roommate isn’t here right now. As always, a day spent at the illustrious Kosei High deserves a nap.
Too exhausted to take off your uniform, you snuggle on the top of your bed (also too exhausted to get inside the blankets). Closing your eyes, you feel yourself hazing out of reality and into the wondrous land of slumber.
Ding!
Your eyes snap open, tranquility gone and irritation kicked in. When you reach down into one of your pockets, you pull out the rectangular device. The brightness burns, and you don’t hesitate to lower it.
When you read the subject, “Art Model Information”, you sit up from your bed like a vampire from their coffin. Unlocking your phone, you hastily scan the message.
“‘I asked Kitagawa…need to go to Madarame’s studio tomorrow…might let you model!?’ I’m not even hired!?”
You almost throw the phone down on the mattress out of frustration, sleep disturbed for this. You have to travel to his place and aren’t even guaranteed the job? What if you travel for nothing? That would be a waste of a good subway fee!
To calm yourself, you take a deep breath and release it with most of your annoyance. There aren’t any better options, so what choice do you have?
Scrolling down the email, you find the address of this “Madarame’s studio”—you still don’t know who Madarame is—and copy it to paste into your navigation app.
Your finger repeatedly jams the doorbell as you cower underneath the veranda too small to properly cover anyone. Even though the forecast reported no rain, it began to downpour mere minutes ago with no relent in sight. Fortunately, you had a jacket to drape over your head, but it’s not going to hold for much longer at this rate.
“Oh, come on, answer the door already!” you whine.
You pressed the button just once when you first arrived, but, the longer you went on without a response, the more fervent your pressing became. Maybe you should be more patient. However, how good would a drenched model be? You need to get in soon, or else.
Before you resort to holding down the buzzer, a voice slices through the heavy rainfall, “Who is it? If it’s Sensei you want, he’s not here.”
You pause briefly at the strange familiarity of the voice before answering, “Hi, I’m from Kosei High! I don’t know her name, but one of your teachers told you about me? It’s raining pretty heavy out here, so, if you could let me in, that’d be great!”
“One moment.”
The transceiver disconnects. Footsteps approach behind the door, and the voice’s speaker unlocks it. You can’t help but gasp when the door opens to reveal who was talking to you.
The pretty boy you bumped into yesterday!
“It’s you!”
“It’s you…”
You’re too stunned to move, despite the rain pouring (partially) on you. So, this is Kitagawa Yusuke? You even said yesterday that your paths wouldn’t cross any time soon! What’re the odds?!
“...Will you be coming inside or…?” Pretty Boy, now identified as Kitagawa Yusuke, raises an elegant brow while stepping to the side to let you through.
“Oh! Yeah, sorry!” you step inside and take off the jacket on your head, “I just didn’t think that you’re Kitagawa! Crazy coincidence, right?”
“Indeed, this truly is a trick of fate…”
“‘Trick?’”
What did he mean by that?
Kitagawa doesn’t answer you and immediately begins to circle around you. He mumbles to himself, too incoherent for you to understand. The longer this goes on, the antsier you get. It’s as if you’re being picked apart with his eyes punctuated by those sharp lashes.
It’s not exactly the most comfortable experience.
Before you can ask him if something is wrong, he returns in front of you, done observing you like an abstract work of art, “I suppose you will do for now. Normally, I would try to find a more inspiring subject, but I cannot afford to on such time constraints. Do not worry about taking your shoes off, and, please, follow me.”
Your eye twitches at his slightly objectifying attitude, but you follow him anyway. Before leaving, though, you wring out your soaked jacket directly over the poor excuse of a doormat. Seeing the water permeate fills you with mischievous satisfaction. Seeing how far away he was, you run over to catch up.
It doesn’t take long for you two to enter a small studio room. Towards the backend of the room there’s a window to let natural light in. However, there isn’t exactly a lot of “natural light” shining through due to the storm. The ceiling light seems to provide just enough lighting, some darkness accumulating in the corner.
Various painting and sketching supplies are shelved in the back of the room as well. Three stools are pushed to the side. One stool sits in the middle, and an easel without its canvas in front of it.
Kitagawa goes ahead of you to set up, and you stand awkwardly by the doorway with your jacket over your arms.
“So…” you trail off, shutting the door behind you, “How should I do this? Do you have a certain pose in mind or…?”
The blue-haired painter (painter-in-training?) turns to you, “Well, in order to start, it would be best if you began taking off your clothes.”
“E-excuse me!?” you almost drop the jacket onto the wooden floor from pure shock.
No…is this a nude modeling gig!? Even though themes of nudity happen to make up a majority of famous paintings, you never even considered this would be the case. You’re also a high school student, just like him! Is this even legal?
“Were you unaware that you would be modeling nude?” he strokes his chin, clearly confused, “I made sure to specify that to the teacher though…”
You gulp. Maybe you should have read the email entirely…
“You are more than welcome to leave if you do not wish to do this anymore,” Kitagawa already makes moves to clear up shop, disappointed and…annoyed(?) at this turn of events, “However, if it comforts you, I have absolutely no interest in your naked figure. I am purely doing this for art. I assure you I have no ulterior motives other than painting another piece of work for Sensei.”
“Uh, w-well,” you fidget about, not completely unswayed by his words (even though you should be!), “h-how much will you be paying?”
“Did the teacher not tell you that either?” his brows furrow even more (you really should have read the email entirely), “It might not be much, but, when we finish, I will pay you about one hundred and fifty thousand yen.”
One hundred and fifty thousand!? That would cover your brother’s birthday gift and still leave you some cash to spend! All of that for modeling? Granted, you’ll be naked, but it would totally be worth it!
Wait. Jeez, are you really that desperate for money that you’ll strip for some guy you just met? …No, no, that isn’t the case here! You’re contributing to the art world! So what if you’re in the nude? If this painting is a hit, you’ll be famous, have money, and make your brother happy for this birthday. Well, secretly famous. You don’t want this spreading around, especially to your parents.
“I’ll do it,” you declare despite your heart beating wildly at what you’re committing to, “B-but on one condition! I won’t be officially associated with this. I don’t want people to know that you painted me…naked. So, I don’t want to see my name anywhere near this, got it?!”
“You have my word, thank you,” he softens his curt tone in gratitude, and his lips even curve into a small, pleasant smile.
Your heart stutters for a moment at the unexpected nicety. While Kitagawa hasn’t been outright scornful, you couldn’t help but feel iced out at first.
“Do not mind me as you undress,” his back faces you out of consideration, “I will prepare in the meanwhile. Let me know when you are ready.”
“Okay, thanks.”
Even though his back is already turned to you, you turn your back to him as well for added protection. Well, it would only be your rear side instead of your front side he would see if he turned around (if he does, you’re leaving without a second thought!). When getting ready for today, you opted for a comfortable but still nice outfit rather than your uniform. Had you known you would be modeling naked, you would have just come in sweatpants and a hoodie.
Sitting on the stool, you first remove your shoes. You strip out of your clothes one by one, stacking them into a messy pile on the stool closest to you. Your hands pause at your undergarments. As the room’s chill travels across your skin, goosebumps prickle your skin.
You take a deep breath.
One.
Two.
Three!
You unclasp your bra.
Another deep breath.
One.
Two.
Three!
You push down your underwear.
Adding the two articles to the unorganized mountain of clothes, which had somehow not collapsed yet, you turn around to face Kitagawa. Your hands wrap around your torso, insecurity trickling in like water from a sōzu. Now that you’re actually naked, you don’t feel as confident as you did before when you agreed.
Still, you don’t want to back out now, not after you’ve gone through the process of taking off your clothes. Ugh, you better like that gift, Hanzu!
“Is everything all right?” Kitagawa asks, back still to you.
“Y-yep!” you breathe deeply again to steel your nerves, “I-I’m all ready now!”
He turns around, seeing your naked body for the first time. Despite that, his insouciant expression doesn’t change. He merely clutches his chin between his fingers again; you could almost see the cogwheels turning inside his mind. His ever-observant gaze causes you to cover yourself up even more, your hands sliding up more and legs gradually crossing over each other.
“Stop right there,” he commands with such purpose it freezes you into submission, “This heightened vulnerability and bareness… It perfectly encapsulates both innocence and womanhood at the same time! To think that you would be able to deliver such a concept… Yes, I can work with this. How foolish of me to doubt fate earlier.”
“Th-thanks?” you’re not sure whether you should be pleased or creeped out or if that even sounded like you.
“Please, remain still for now,” he sits at the easel, pencil in hand.
“Sure thing…” you search for an interesting crack in the wall to distract yourself with. With the state of the place, there are plenty of cracks to choose from, which means plenty of story material.
You’re unsure how much time has passed. All has been quiet save for your breathing and Kitagawa’s sketching. Since the session started, you’ve gotten more comfortable. Not completely, but definitely better than before!
However, you now face a new dilemma.
As you learned in psychology class, your brain requires stimulation. When it’s not getting stimulated, like right now, the urge to do something eats away at you like an annoying parasite. And it’s definitely not helping that you’ve been standing the entire time! But Kitagawa told you to stay still. You may have just met him today, but you feel that disobeying an artist’s orders, especially one as passionate as Kitagawa—that’s the impression you get anyway—is just as bad as waking a sleepwalker.
If you can’t move your body, you can at least move something else.
“So, how’s the drawing going?”
His hand falters in the line he was sketching out. With a sigh, he quickly erases it before redrawing. You quietly wince, not intending to irritate him. Maybe you should have realized that talking to him would have snapped him out of his artistic mojo.
He continues to sketch your figure, eyes flickering to you and then the canvas. The silence is even louder, and you’re too ashamed to ask again. Is there perhaps another crack you already didn’t make a story for?
“The sketch is almost finished,” he finally speaks, and you almost relax completely at an answer despite not wearing any clothes, “Sorry, I understand modeling for a painting can be difficult. Would you like to take a short break? I completed the part I was working on and can afford to pause now.”
A break? You thought he would reprimand you for speaking, but that was oddly considerate of him. Well, not like he hasn’t been, but…
“How close are you to finishing? Because, if it’s not too long, then I can handle it.”
He surveys his drawing, “Fifteen minutes should be sufficient enough.”
“Then we can continue, no worries,” you adjust your position to its original state.
“You have my thanks,” he nods and even flashes a gentle smile before resuming the sketch.
After a few more soft pencil scratchings and a few more riveting narratives of the Cracken terrorizing the town with no end in sight, Kitagawa picks up the small, deformed eraser and rubs it strongly against the canvas. His effaces become more and more frequent until he slumps over completely. Despair and hopelessness radiates from him.
“Uh, Kitagawa? Everything all right?” you make it your best effort to not move while also straining to get a better look at him from behind the easel.
“Something’s not right,” he lifts only his head to meet your eyes, “For some unknown reason, I cannot properly draw this last piece. Perhaps it’s the angle of your legs? Or maybe your arms?”
“I swear I didn’t move at all! Not even an inch!” you prepare yourself for a scolding, even though you are one hundred percent certain you didn’t move your legs at all no matter how badly you wanted to.
“I never said you did,” his expression shows no irritation, but his words still cut into you like the crack in the wall, “Allow me to think on this for a moment.”
Mumbling unintelligibly to himself, he pinches his chin between his fingers as his eyes scrutinize you once more like they had in the beginning. You immediately avert your gaze to the other side of the wall. Is it like an artist thing, or does he have this innate ability to pick you apart with his eyes alone?
“That’s it!” he sits up again with such a fervency it almost inspires you to do the same, “Please cross your left leg thirty degrees more inward.”
“D-degrees?”
With hesitant estimation—what exactly is thirty degrees?—you slowly slide your left leg.
“No, apologies, I meant your right leg.”
At his new orders, you, silent and compliant, move your right leg back to where it was originally and repeat what you did earlier to your left leg this time.
“A bit more, please, and point your right foot as well.”
You struggle to maintain your balance at the new position. Praying he doesn't make you do this for much longer, you attempt to keep the shaking to a minimum.
He tuts his disapproval, and your obedience slowly transitions into annoyance.
“Could you curve your foot a little more?”
“Please lower your right leg a little.”
“...Try moving your left leg outward.”
“No, move it back.”
“Why don’t you just do it for me then!?” you practically yell out, frustrated from having to adjust your already-sore limbs every second.
“Good idea, it would save us precious time,” he stands up straight from his seat with such poise and grace, it sends shivers down your spine.
“W-wait a minute, you’re coming over here?” your arms hug you tighter as an unsettling realization crawls on your back.
Not only is Kitagawa going to be extremely up close and personal, but he’s also going to put his hands all over your arms and legs and bend them at impossible angles!
He pauses in his steps with confusion scrawled all over his features, “Yes? Is that not what you asked?”
“W-well, it is, but…but I’m naked!” you state as if it’s the obvious reason (because it is the obvious reason).
“But you have been for the past hour or so,” he raises an eyebrow in even deeper confusion, “What makes now so different?”
“I’m naked,” you strongly emphasize the word “naked” as if Kitagawa somehow did not see an issue in the concept, “I don’t know about you, Kitagawa, but I am not comfortable with you putting your grubby mitts on me as you spread my legs and whatnot. It’s already enough that I’m modeling naked for you!”
“Spread your legs? Why would I ever—?” he stops mid-sentence, finally understanding what you were trying to get at, and his pale cheeks flush red, as if dragged from the center to the red side of the color wheel, “O-oh, I-I see…”
With a clearing of his throat, he continues, “My apologies for being so oblivious to your concerns. However, you currently seem to be incapable of properly executing what I envision for this painting. What to do…?”
Ain’t no way is he touching you! There has to be another way!
“M-maybe!” you interject before he decides that A) you’re not a fit model for him anymore and thus denied the pay you were promised or B) there is no other choice but for him to treat you as if you are nothing more than a wooden lay figure, “Maybe you can…pose like how you want me to? And then I can…mirror it? Yeah? How’s that?”
He stares blankly at you, and, as if a three-second timer went off, he livens back up, “What a splendid idea! Please do your best to imitate me.”
After adjusting his stance to better match yours, he first, as asked of you before, moves his left leg slightly higher to the crux where his legs crossed over. Oh, so that’s what thirty degrees are. Then, with a shift of his torso, he freezes with his eyes intently on you, silently commanding you to imitate him. You immediately follow suit, dumbfounded at how easy it was to copy him when you had failed multiple times.
“Perfect, now please stay like that for just a moment more,” he returns to his stool behind the canvas, pencil already in hand.
You sigh with relief, having successfully escaped any more torment, and focus back on doing what you were hired to do.
This time, instead of continuing to mentally write fanfiction between the crack on the left side of the wall and the crack on the right side of the wall—a true Shakespearean tragedy split by the great schism in the middle—, you find yourself staring at Kitagawa. Since you’re barely a meter away from him, you can see him up close for much longer than yesterday.
He’s so focused. His dark-blue eyes would unblinkingly scan across the canvas as his pencil dragged across the surface. Somehow, a mere glimpse to you can provide enough material to last him minutes of drawing. While his extremely hunched-over posture is left to be desired, his zeal clearly shows with how much he’s leaning in. Any further, and his nose would be touching the canvas!
You also take the time to comment (mentally, of course) on the strange seventy-thirty hair split he has going on. When it comes to parting hair, most go for a twenty-eighty or thirty-seventy split. However, he went the other way and managed to make it look as charming as ever. Even now, side parts aren’t the latest in style, but anyone who saw him would strongly disagree. Somehow, the right side of his hair perfectly frames his cheek. Yes, he has to push a strand or two out of the way every now and then. But, for the majority, it stays perfectly still, coiffed with enough curvature to not appear so limp.
Urgh, he’s a pretty boy in every sense of the word!
After some back and forth from behind the easel to you, the saccades shorter and shorter each time, his eyes then shift to your own. At the sudden eye contact, you flinch, caught red-handed.
“Is something the matter? You’ve been staring at me for quite some time,” he asks with a raised eyebrow.
“O-oh, it’s nothing!” you laugh awkwardly, trying to act as if you weren’t staring at him for the past couple of minutes, “I-I was just zoning out, haha! Don’t mind me!”
He accepts your excuse without a second thought (is he really that gullible?), “Well, I am just about done with the sketch. All that is left is to paint it. I greatly appreciate your service and—.”
“Ooo! Can I see?” you jump up from the wooden stool and bounce over to see what he was drawing for the past hour.
Kitagawa immediately stiffens at your close proximity, but you’re too enraptured with what’s before you.
When people meet you, there are some words that easily come to mind: rambunctious, tomboyish, immature, incorrigible. However, you don’t see any hint of that in Kitagawa's depiction of you. You see exactly what he raved about earlier: vulnerability, innocence, and womanhood. How was he able to illustrate you in such a way so different from how most characterize you despite only formally meeting you today?
You also can’t imagine how striking the painting will be when finished. Will he use pop, bright colors to imply your teenage youth? Or will he use muted mature shades to highlight a sense of coming-of-age?
A stammered yelp of your last name draws you back into reality.
“Sorry, sorry! This is just so amazing!” you practically squeal while covering your mouth with your hands, “I can’t believe someone so talented is my age! Can I take a picture? Whoa, this is so cool!”
“I-I thank you for your kind words,” he avoids your gaze, finding the floor most intriguing, “You can take a picture. Please be sure not to post it anywhere should someone come across it and choose to plagiarize my work.”
“Got it!” you hum all happy, ego also inflated from being drawn so well and so beautifully.
Instead of answering, he fully turns his body away from you. You move to his side to find a faint dusting of pink across his nose and the top of his cheeks.
“Hey, are you feeling okay? Your face is kind of red, and—.”
“I’m f-fine,” he clears his throat and shakes his head, all while still concentrating on the weathered floor, “I-I would greatly appreciate it if you can get dressed, though, so I can pay you for your services.”
You look down at yourself, suddenly remembering that you were indeed not wearing clothes, and feel your body heat up from embarrassment, the slightly-cold draft in the room be damned. Your face is as red as a tomato, and your ears are tipped in a similar shade. Squeaking out an apology, you hastily move to the pile of clothes on the chair and fumble through putting them on, too flustered to do so calmly.
Right as you slip on the last of your shoes, you snatch your phone out of your pocket to take a quick snapshot of Kitagawa’s drawing. Up from his stool but still with his back turned to you, he busies himself with something in the furthest corner.
With the press of a button, his sketch is saved on your phone. You observe it on the digital screen, but, even then, it doesn’t even compare to the actual artwork. Well, digital copies never amount to the original anyways.
Pinching in and out of the photo to pick out the finer details, Kitagawa approaches you with a thick, money envelope in his hand, “Here is one hundred and fifty thousand yen, as previously agreed upon. I once again thank you for being my model. You truly brought the perspective I needed for this painting. Don’t worry, I intend to bring this painting the beauty it wholly deserves.”
“Oh, thanks…” your heart skips a beat at his words, moved at his dedication.
With two hands and a slight bow, you accept the money from Kitagawa, who then moves to clean up his supplies. As you stare at it in your hand, unease settles in your stomach.
Was this really going to be the last time you saw him? You don’t share any classes with him. Hell, you never even knew the guy existed until yesterday!
You can’t place your finger on why, but you want to get to know him more. Was it because of his formal speaking mannerisms? His talent? His creativity? His pretty boy appearance (you most certainly didn’t forget that)?
Clutching the envelope tightly, you stride up to Kitagawa with a surge of unknown need, “H-hey!”
Great start.
He turns around from putting his pencils away with utmost confusion, “...Is something the matter?”
“W-well,” you gulp and spit out your first coherent thought, “I-I wouldn’t mind modeling for you again!”
“...Excuse me?” he looks even more confused, and you panic on how to explain yourself.
“Wh-what I mean is,” you clear your throat to stall for time, “I-I really want to see how you paint this and make sure it’s good! It is a painting of me after all, a-and I can be there as a real-life reference! I can even model again, i-if that’s what you need!”
Stupid, of course it’s going to be good. He already drew you perfectly. Actually painting it shouldn’t prove a problem, especially since he’s taught by Madarame, who you found out last night is actually a super famous artist.
Still, despite your floundering attempts, he appears to strongly consider this proposition, “It would be extremely beneficial if I had my subject with me as I painted… However, I wouldn’t be able to pay you again. Unfortunately, I’m a little low on funds this month.”
“That’s fine!”
“Then, it’s a deal,” he takes out his own phone from his pocket, “Let’s exchange contact information, so I can message you when I begin the painting process. It will most likely be in the next day or so, so please keep your schedule open.”
You mentally do a fist pump, “All righty, do you have LINE or something? I have social media too, if that’s better.”
“I must confess I am not all that interested in what the online world has to offer,” he pulls out his phone from his back pocket, “I also don’t have any messaging apps outside of the one already on your phone, so your phone number would be best.”
Nodding, you exchange phones and open his contacts. You’re astonished at the names that flood his screen. Arita Takemi, Mihara Kurumi, Natsuhiko Nakanohara���wow, both his names start with “N!” That’s kind of cool—, Yoshihisa Haru… The list goes on and on! How does he know this many people? Or keep up with them? You don’t even think you have this many classmates!
Choosing not to ask him about it, you put in your number as a new contact. With the addition of your name, you raise his phone in the air to take a selfie of yourself (with a peace sign, obviously). Handing it back, you take your phone to find his contact only with his full name and phone number.
Well, you didn’t really expect much more than that from him.
“Hmm, it appears the rain has yet to stop,” he checks the time on his phone, “and it’s quite late. My sincere apologies for keeping you here for so long. I would walk you to the station myself, but I need to prepare for Sensei’s return.”
Surely it can’t be that late; you got here around noontime. Checking your phone as well, you quirk a brow at his definition of late.
You jam your phone back into your back pocket, “Um, it’s only a little past 5:30, Kitagawa. I’ll be okay on my own, but I appreciate the thought.”
He doesn’t look convinced and leaves the room, “At least let me get you an umbrella. I won’t be long.”
True to his word, he comes back as quickly as he left with an umbrella too big for only one person.
“Oh, thanks!” you blink at it in your hands, surprised at his offer, before back at him, “Well, I’ll be on my way now, but I’ll return it next time I see you!”
“Farewell,” he waves you off, and you do the same.
Leaving the room and out the front door, you notice how the rain isn’t coming down as hard as before. In fact, it’s such a light drizzle, using an umbrella would be superfluous. Still, you open it up before walking out from underneath the extremely narrow veranda.
Kitagawa Yusuke.
He’s so strange and perhaps a little blunt.
But he’s also far more polite than the rest of your male peers.
You put a little more pep in your step and smile with anticipation for the next time you see him, hopefully sooner rather than later.
ENDING NOTE: i present to you a project months in the making with a huge hiatus in between completion! i thought this would be ready to release to the world a month ago but. i was wrong LOL!
so, for a little context, i have always wanted to play persona 5 ever since it came out six years ago. however, i never got a ps4. THEN! p5royal got announced for switch and other devices, and i pre-ordered it almost immediately. now, it hasn’t been long since it came out, but i just finished up makoto’s palace.
playing this game also reignited my love and worship for the man that is yusuke kitagawa. the amount of screenshots and videos i took during his arc is embarrassing. then, i read a yusuke x reader oneshot at like 2 am (it’s on ao3 titled “Emperor” by deareststars! so good, the friends to lovers in me enjoyed it so much!). i sat up from my bed with such urgency at the lightning strike of inspiration and starting writing this.
this wasn’t written all in one sitting; this took about...3 months, and, with college apps, my progress was quite stifled! i originally wanted to do this sunshine, tomboyish, easygoing reader with a begrudging, “i need you to do my painting (for madarame)” yusuke. so, yes, an enemies to lovers. however, i don’t think it was that enemies. i think it was quite normal LOL. there isn’t a lot of romance in this either. i was rlly struggling on what to tag this because there isn’t romance; this is just like. the start of it all! miniseries? no…probably not LOL. right before i was going to post this, i realized i forgot to include the posing scene. my original thought was for yusuke to actually move your legs to how he desired, but i was like reader wouldn’t like that, and yusuke wouldn’t do it if reader expressed discomfort (and she did so). so. you got that teehee.
tl;dr: this was self-indulgent 101%.
#kitagawa yusuke#kitagawa yusuke x reader#yusuke x reader#yusuke fluff#yusuke oneshot#persona 5 fanfiction#persona 5#persona 5 royal#《angel writes》#《med shot》
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Akiren, Ryuji, Yusuke, Goro with S/O who wants a kiss
Note: This was mainly done out of boredom and need for fluff Ahwwksos I did this in my phone so if it looks weird, I apologize! I will fix it once I get to my computer.
Akiren
"I want a kiss."
The both of you were hanging out at Leblanc. Well, more like you. He was busy washing the dishes while watching over the store. Although, at the moment it was empty, save for the two of you.
When he heard your request, he smiles. He proceeds to dry his hands, and go to your side of the counter.
"Where, treasure?"
You thought of it for a moment, and pointed at your lips, "Here?"
He smiles even wider this time. He closes his eyes and gave you a quick peck. Before he could pull away, you wrap your arms around his neck in an attempt to ask for more, but the sound of the door opening made you retrieve your hands. He cleared his throat, "Welcome!"
Maybe when he wasn't so busy, you could continue...
He looks at you apologetically and mouths, "Later."
Ryuji
"I want a kiss."
The sound of the various videogame sound effects, children cheering and laughing, and the grunts of your boyfriend on this certain fighting game he has been playing for almost thirty minutes fills your senses. You love watching him play, but man do you also want some affection.
"Wait a minute babe."
You pout, though he cannot see it. The match ended after almost a minute though, and then he quickly turned to you.
"What did'cha want, babe?"
"Kiss please."
"Oh!" And for a second he felt sheepish, but seeing that you were in a slightly secluded part of the arcade, he decided to be a little more bold. He gave you a quick kiss on your cheek, and pulled you closer to him to give another kiss on your forehead.
"Do you want to get something to eat?"
Yusuke
"I want a kiss."
The both of you were at Inokashira Park, as Yusuke wanted to find inspiration for his next artwork. It was a nice slightly cloudy day, so it wasn't too hot out. Having an impromptu picnic with your boyfriend outside was definitely a good change of pace.
He has just started cleaning up his landscape sketches, but looked up upon hearing your request.
"Certainly, my darling."
He places his sketchpad beside him, and reached out to give you a quick kiss on your lips. He reached out for your hand and placed a kiss on your knuckles. You smiled at his actions, and then suddenly he stops for a brief second.
"Yusuke, are you o-"
"Hold that pose!"
Goro
"I want a kiss."
The both of you were at his apartment. He was catching up with the Featherman episodes he missed because of work, and you were doing homework. Upon hearing your request, Goro smirked.
"Why?"
Your eyebrows furrowed, "What do you mean 'why'? What if I'm just craving attention from my boyfriend?"
"Hmm..." Goro put his hand under his chin, as if he is considering your very serious request.
You rolled your eyes at his antics. You scooted over to his side until there was no more space between the two of you, "Kiss please!"
He complied and gave you a quick kiss on your nose. You smiled and was about to back away when he held on to your arm.
"What about me? Where's my kiss?"
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[7/24] In which Sakurai the birthday boy goes to Mobblebee’s, and experiences for the first time the unfathomable joys of receiving a Birthday Song from the waiters.
#(waves my hands) rejoice. silly 7th division fluff be upon ye#hmmm i wonder who told the waiters it was sakurai's birthday. big think.#mob psycho 100#mp100#sakurai yuusuke#sakurai yusuke#koyama megumu#mp100 mukai#claw 7th division#sakuyama#tagging that from koyama's gaze alone#marbleart
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hey so how do you think Hiei, Yusuke and Kurama would deal with a crush who thinks the boys are really funny. Like Hiei sarcastic comments has crush giggling in the back all the time. Kurama being a bit of a troll sometimes. Yusuke snark gets them easily¿
Yu Yu Hakusho ~With a reader who thinks they're funny~
Manga/anime: Yu Yu Hakusho
Warnings: nothing
(Y/N): your name
U. Yusuke
The first few times you laughed at his jokes or sarcastic comments, even if they weren't funny, he was weirded out; then, he understood you just thought he was really funny, and he liked it when you laughed
In fact, currently he makes a lot of jokes to keep you entertained
When you laugh at his comments, he acts like Kazuma while he talks to Yukina: he blushes deeply, stutters slightly and starts acting a little stupid and strange
However, he tries not to let you know how much he likes your laugh but he doesn't succeed too much
Know he'll get offended if you don't laugh at his jokes
Kurama
He knew he loved you when he first heard you laugh at one of his comments: he understood he wanted you to keep laughing forever
In fact, he turned the same color as his hair the first time he saw you like that
However, he never thought of himself as a funny person, so your laughter confused him at first too
Unlike Yusuke, he don't make more jokes or sarcastic comments, because he's afraid you might find him excessive
Now he blushes slightly and smiles softly when you laugh and when he sees you are amused by him
Hiei
That woman is so strange...
He always thinks so when you laugh at his sarcastic comments
At first, he thought you were either crazy or you didn't understand his comments, but then he realized you just found him funny
Every time you laughed at his comments, he got a strange pleasant feeling, so he asked Kurama what this was
Currently he blushes a little every time you laugh because he remembers Kurama's response: "Hiei, you love (Y/N), and therefore you also like to see her having fun."
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Phantom theif boys x GN! Reader
Dating headcannons!
N: Adding comfort headcannons to knock two asks in one stone, they got changed to just comforting headcannons mostly. Ur not escaping pastel*pallette with this.
He's ready to fully wake up as soon as he hears your voice downstairs or just your footsteps. Morgana is not a fan of suddenly feeling his leg pulled out of bed.
Super ready to tease you. The guys smiling hard before he responds with something stupid. "I dare you" trying to hold off his chucking, he places his hand ontop of yours and spins you, stopping when you face him. "Are you a cheeseburger?" "no"
Let's you brush his hair, in fact you should. Curls are hard, ya know. His wrist can use a break, plus you're the one brushing it he sees it as a win. Ignoring the times you decided to give him pigtails
He can be super romantic at times, especially the most random, "I'm sorry I took so long, your beauty distracted me" he smirked twiddling a bit of his hair, you sigh, after a pause beginning to chuckle "I don't like you" "you love me" kissing your cheek he goes behind the counter "anything you wanna eat?"
He's always gonna be there to comfort you. Holding you close as you cry into his chest over something that had been bothering you, hearing you out while he cooks or staying by your side while you rant. "And then she was like," Oh well you need to go to extra help TO HELL WITH THAT!" You rub your temple "sorry she's just been getting on my nerves" "have you tried dropping or switching classes?" "She would request the request everytime" you'd wonder why she suddenly accepted the following day. Maybe she finally thought you were just bad at chemistry
Will tell you he's a phantom theif trying to rizz you up. "So like we use these things called personas to fight these shadows" "woah, that's cool, Ryuji." You didn't believe him, but you let him cook, he's trying his best
Embodiment of the YIPPE sound. He loves seeing you. Could be walking to class, and he'd stop midway. "Yo!" "Hey Ryuji" great now he's gonna repeat that 3 more times a day, won't even start a conversation, sometimes, just likes hearing you say hi to him
He's super cuddly when sleepy. "Where are you going" "I told you I'm going home" "nooo" he wraps his arms around your waist "you aren't allowed to leave" trying to slip out he tightens his grip. You had to call your parents to tell them you had no choice but to stay longer
He'd get so excited when anything sport related comes along. "I wanna watch the track team compete this weekend. You should come" "do you need me to bring snacks?" "You bring them every time, though! I'll bring them this time" He'd get super hyped up about someone from the school taking the lead he almost fell off the bleachers at times.
He would buy you snacks, and you two would talk about it on a bench. "He's so annoyingggg" "I know, right!" "Like he can't shut up everything's quiet and this mf 'I HAVE A BUISNESS' shut up" "like at the end of the day he's still an incel" "EXACTLY" you two would end up ranting with eatchother so much you end up calming eatchother down, this would also translate into you just being too sad to even make funny comments. "He's just so draining, kinda makes me wish someone just told him to be quiet" "for real I almost cried at his voice" "it's too squeaky right" "totally" laying your head on his lap you look up at him just thinking. "You're staring into my soul here." he strokes your hair with a nervous expression "good" In the end, he still comforts you the same way
"Oh, it's you" turned to "it's you.." REAL quick, as soon as you started dating, he got shy
He's gonna ask you to help him with art. "Y/n do you mind posing?" "With what?" "These live lobsters I found" ".... no thank you" "but!" "I'm gonna buy you those little wooden dolls just for that" "you're better than any piece of wood!" It turns more into a praise sesson he forgets about the lobsters he's basically keeping as pets at this point
You tried to teach him how to cook, or atlesst follow the recipe. "OK so we have the custard" you grab his hand, holding it up. "Don't use that we need it for later." "My Appologies" "it's alright it's your first time making this" He's fine the first time but gets way better with practice. He'd make you jealous with how nice he'd make his food look
Tried pick up lines they were good, but the execution could use work. "Y/n! Do you have a map? " "For what?" He pauses, looking down as if thinking for the next line "because i can't help but get lost in your eyes" you smirk, watching him get more bashful than you from his own line. "Are you a painting?" You cup his face making him look at you "because I can't take my eyes off you"
He isn't very good in this field...but he has spirit! You'd sigh while watching him paint after a few eye rolls, vacant stares,leaning on him. He's gonna sense it even if you don't do all that. "Is there something on your mind?" You look down to his paints before answering "a friend of mine moved away, and I found out recently she used to steal stuff from others" crossing your arms you continue "I kinda get why some of my stuff went missing now but just to think" "that does seem rather unfortunate" "she's lucky the stuff she took was all under 10 bucks or I would have asked the phantom theives to do something" he pauses his brush for a secound before continuing on "via the website?" "Yea! They'll probably handle her if it genuinely gets outta hand" he smiles as he puts down his paint and brush. "How about we go for a walk for you to let out some steam?" "sounds great"
"I'm alone. Would you like to join me?" "Do you realize how that sounds?" "Do you realize how dirty your mind is?"
He'll be resistant to cuddling at first but then slowly realize he likes it. Won't ask for it tho but he will be a little peeved when they aren't given. Subconsciously learn the way he stares at your arms, how he grips his own, and the way he tries to get a bit closer to you, you've learned the secrets to a touch starved akechi
Would be a bit annoyed when you bring up another dude. "And then Ryuji was shaking the vending machine and the guard thought we were trying to steal snacks" "I see" "I ended up getting em though" "mhm" "you're so aggressively disinterested" "yes I am" You pause before letting the smirk take over your face "so then akechi rubbed my face and asked for a kiss" "I should" he stops typing to press his lips softly on your cheek.
He'd take you everywhere with him. Not a choice, it's only when he's at his job that he's away from you, everywhere else? Same class right next to you. Eating lunch with you, would ask you to play darts with him after school. He'd wonder why you'd look so tired when you two finally got home after school, atleast he helps with homework.
"Akechi" you move hair from his face. "What is it?" You continue touching his face as he watches as your hands move around his face. "Is there something on your mind" "is it that obvious" you pull your hand away, but he takes his into yours. There's a short pause before you decide to speak again. "A person close to me stopped coming to school after an argument we had. I'm pretty worried" "you didn't try contacting them?" "I have, but I think they'll just get more annoyed" you sigh "I just don't know what to do" "let them have their momment they'll contact you when they feel like it, in the meantime" he covers you in the blanket he shared with you momments ago "you could stay here until it leaves your mind"
"So what is skibbity toilet?" "Zen no"
He'd always order for you at places, unless you changed your order he'd get you everytime. "You gotta stop doing that" "Why you jealous I know you better than you know yourself?" "Yes"
He tries to ask you for advice on Akane. "She got upset she couldn't play and eat" "did you try making it a tea party" he scoffs, giggling a bit at the suggestion. "I'm serious. Do you have any tiny tea cups?"
He's definitely touch starved when he gets home. Barely awake, he'd cling onto you, mumbling into your ear. He's fallen asleep for a few seconds on your shoulder. "Let's get you to bed, Zen." "it's comfortable here though." "it'll be more comfortable in bed." "ugghhhhh"
He's gentle when it comes to you, especially when you get home more upset than usual. "So how was work" in a slightly annoyed tone you respond "draining they tried to give me unpaid overtime again" you sigh "hmm" without much words he lays down with you hugging you "do you want anything?" "Sleep" he smiles fondly "this house will be so quiet it's like it was haunted" The next day, do expect most of your chores to be done already, as well as breakfast. It was made with love, not with skill
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First Kisses | Persona 5 Boys
Featuring: Ren Amamiya, Ryuji, Yusuke, Akechi, and Maruki x reader separate
Genre: Fluff slightly suggestive because kissing
Notes: You all seemed to like Take your Heart, so I wrote another hc with the boys this time of first kisses. Not proofread!!
Joker/Ren Amamiya
The thought of a super sweet and intimate kiss behind the school after class or when you meet up at the phantom den before everyone else does and Joker kisses you sounds memorable and sweet
No doubt he will be the one to kiss you first…with your permission of course!
He’ll take your chin in between his slender fingers and press his lips to yours, then coercing your lips apart with his tongue, he’ll nibble your lower lip teasingly
Might chuckle low under his breath when you gasp for breath lightly
MIght even ask you how the kiss was to gauge how good he made you feel
When you start squirming in your seat, he might hold your arm before embracing you, pulling in for another kiss as he strokes and swirls the inside of your mouth with his tongue
Even when you’ve taken each other’s first kiss, don’t expect him to stop there. He’ll want you, your attention, everything about you. That’s how intrigued and smitten he is with you
When he sees your blushing, he’ll caress your hair and give your forehead and cheek a chaste kiss <3
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Yusuke
He’ll want your first kiss you share with each other to be somewhere beautiful and he will go out of his way to make your first kiss special.
It might be after your first date together after he’s shown you his favorite place to sketch, a quiet spot above the city or garden where there's plenty of wildlife
He might even be sketching you before he makes the move. He’ll have a sketchpad in his lap. You love the look of concentration he has while sketching but once he glances up to look at you, his model he’ll be too tempted he won’t be able to stay away
He’ll notice either a stray hair or petal on your cheek. He’s brushes it away with a thumb, caressing your skin so carefully like you’re a painting at a museum he wants to touch but can’t (does anyway :))
His thumb slides down your neck, his eyes following where her hand goes. When he looks at your lips he swallows
He asks if he can kiss you and when you agree, his movements are slow so as not to scare you. He brushes your hair away from your cheek before holding the back of your head as you lean close to each other. His lips captures your languidly. He sighs sweetly as he kisses you
He swallows again and hopes the kiss was to your liking
Ryuji
MIght kiss you during the heat of a moment - after you both get good scores on your tests, after a track meet and your school’s team wins, or any sort of good news that happened to you
He’ll throw his arms up and talk about how excited his is for you and tell you that you deserved a good score on your test after studying so hard, or whatever good thing that happened to you :D
Will take you in his arms and swing you around before setting you down then holding your face with both hands and kissing you. The kiss is hot and passionate, he sweeps his tongue in your mouth left then right, licking your lips then sucking on them
WHen he pulls away, seeing your slightly brushed lips and your messy hair, he’ll realize what he’s done
Will definitely feel shy after the fact and sincerely apologize if you didn’t expect it
When you you tell him that you liked it, he’ll want to know if he can kiss you again, this time being more gentle with the kiss, but loves to bite and make you whine and squirm
Akechi
I think he’ll be meticulous about where and how he will kiss you.
He wants to make it memorable for you, so all of his actions you’ll know he’s building up to that moment when you two kiss
Might also be after a date because he’ll want to make the whole day about you and having fun with you
Might not even have to be a date. You told him about how you completed a very important school/work project, so Akechi suggested that he reward you by taking you out to your favorite places and restaurant.
You’re ending the night listening to some wonderful jazz music as you spent many hours just talking about all the things you’re interested in, all the things you both want to achieve during your lifetimes
During the closing act of the band, Akechi will take the opportunity to tell you how much he’s seen your growth as a person and someone he cares about. He’ll tell you how impressed and proud he is to know you and how much he admires your ability to help a friend in need, how you can put attention and focus on projects or people you care about, and how everything you put your mind to you’ve always achieved
However he will acknowledge that humans have a lot to learn and he is no exception and asks if you would like to learn everything about the world together with him
You take hold of his face and pressing your lips against his, he seals your lips with his
Maruki
Man is super shy even though he was in a really intimate relationship with someone he cared about before
Your efforts to get to know him and his past, you’ve found a place in his heart
And it’s obvious he starts to have feelings for you when he smiles each time you visit him after school and when he sees you listening so intently to him while he talks about his research
And he will always make it a habit to hear about your day and your troubles first before you listen to his. When you visit, he’ll have a stash of all your favorite snacks and drinks
Your first kiss with Maruki might be one such time when he’s made some progress on his research and you praise him about how much of a good job he’s doing and you tell him his research has serious and hopefully beneficial effects in the future
He’ll be really humble about it, but will feel so loved and supported by someone who believe understands him.
He’ll gently take your hand in his, caressing your knuckles with his thumbs. He’s not without praises and will sing his heart out about how all you’ve been is patient and supportive of him and his ideas, even when there’s times he knows not all his ideas are good.
He’ll also compliment the bentos you’ve made for him and all the times when you’ve shown how much you care about him.
Will almost sound like a confession as he lists all the ways he appreciates you
He might even bring up his previous relationship since it was so important to him, he wants you to know that he’s serious about his feelings towards you
Will interlace your fingers as he presses his lips against yours with just enough force and gentleness that has your mind dizzy with pleasure
Since he hasn’t kissed in along time, his kiss will be slightly awkward, and he’ll apologize for it briefly before he asks if he can kiss you again
but slowly he’ll remember how to kiss again and you’ll be moaning at the heat of his kiss
You end the kiss with your foreheads kissing while he’s blushing - so cute
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i can feel you dreaming of me
pairing: yusuke kitagawa x gn!reader
summary: you fall asleep on top of yusuke and your boyfriend can't take his eyes off you...
"you look… so pretty… and peaceful…"
yusuke couldn't take his eyes off you.
you had fallen asleep on top of him while the two had been cuddling and watching one of those artsy movies he's so interested in. yusuke had only noticed that you had drifted off to sleep after the movie was already over and now that you were already asleep, he couldn't slip away anymore or he'd risk waking you up.
"so pretty… if i could just…"
his eyes wandered towards his desk, where a notebook and some pens lied. yusuke would've loved to take a quick sketch of you in this position, but he knew he couldn't move and even if he could, he wouldn't be able to return to his original position and the perspective would be different.
"i'll just… have to remember this view…"
he swore to himself, before slowly drifting off to sleep as well…
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To Be More Human (Yu Yu Hakusho)
*runs into the room and slaps this down* I DID IT! :D Lee!Hiei for the world cause we need it! :) Listen, I adore Kurama- he's my number one- but Hiei's my number 2 (Kuwabara's sister is number 3 shhh) And now I get to share this with y'all! :D
@duckymcdoorknob Take that hehe >:3
Summary: Hiei doesn't know what tickling is much to the delight of Team Urameshi. Their sparring match quickly turns silly as Kurama and Kuwabara decide to teach him the basics.
There was so much Hiei didn’t know about the human world.
Discoveries such as the taste of Cola that he hated at first but slowly got addicted to, buying one every time he came to the realm. The feeling of warm sand beneath his feet on the beach, holding seashells that weren’t discovered and harboring deadly crustaceans within. The sound of children laughing as they raced one another, shrill and sweet and a far cry from the awful screeching the demonic beings of his world made.
He hated admitting to not knowing things; to him, it meant weakness. To the other’s though, it was a game of how many things they could introduce Hiei to, laughing in idiotic joy whenever he reacted a certain way.
Today was no different.
“Whoa, almost got me!” Yusuke laughed as he avoided another attack, easily swiveling out of Hiei’s reach. They were sparring, keeping their reflexes fresh for any future attacks and enemies. “Come on Hiei, don’t tell me your reflexes are gone!”
“Silence, I’m just warming up-” Hiei charged, swiping at Yusuke again with another vain attempt. It would have been easier if he had his sword, but Kurama was firm he went without. “It’s a sparring match, not a death sentence.”
Damn fox demon-
“Gotcha!” Yusuke charged without any warning, taking advantage of Hiei’s brief train of thought. He was without his spirit gun; another weapon banned in their game. Instead, he opted to jab his fingers into whatever part of Hiei he came across to act as an attack.
In this case, his ribs.
“AH!” Hiei yelped, stumbling backwards so fast he put at least 10 feet of space between them. His hand gripped the spot where he was struck, heart racing as he rubbed the skin.
“Whoa, you good?” Yusuke called out, seemingly taken aback by the reaction. A few feet away, Kurama and Kuwabara blinked in surprise, equally shocked. “Did I break a rib?”
“What…” Hiei was stunned, moving his hand with slight hesitation to look at his side. There wasn’t a bruise, and he would have known if he broke something. No- the feeling wasn’t painful, but it was…strange. New. “What did you just do?”
“Huh? What do you mean? I just jabbed you!” Yusuke was on the immediate defense, his tough guy front coming on like a mask. Still, it did nothing to hide the beginnings of worry in his tone. “Are you hurt or something?”
“Calm. Hiei, let me see.” Kurama raised a hand, easing the human’s edge. He walked over to Hiei, kneeling so he could inspect. “I don’t see a wound..”
“You don’t need to kneel. I’m not a child-” The brunette growled, only to snap his mouth shut when Kurama began prodding along the skin, gently gliding his fingers across the area. That weird feeling was back. “W-What it!”
“Hm, that’s odd. I don’t feel any injury, and there’s no spirit wounds..” Kurama looked back at him, green eyes widening some when he saw Hiei’s strain. “Hiei?”
There was a beat of silence, then…
“OH!” Kuwabara yelled, slapping his hands together. “I figured it out!”
“Did you now?” Yusuke raised a brow, not impressed. Kurama gave him a look before smiling gently at Kuwabara, encouraging him. “Fine, what is it?”
“He’s ticklish!”
Another beat of silence. Yusuke and Kurama blinked simultaneously.
“Huh?” Yusuke began.
“How do you-” Kurama inquired.
“What’s that?” Hiei’s final question earned three pairs of shocked looks. “Don’t look at me like that- what’s that?”
“You…you don’t know what tickling is?” Yusuke spoke slowly, as if in awe. He likely was. The sound of his voice only further grated Hiei’s mood.
“Of course not! Is it a disease? A curse?” His snappish tone didn’t have the effect he was looking for. The questions seem to make Yusuke smile, as did Kuwabara.
“Depending on who you ask, it can be.” The human snickered, nodding at Kuwabara. “Right, big guy?”
“Hehe, yeah! Yusuke hates it, or so he claims-” The other was silenced by a punch to the shoulder ala red faced Yusuke, only making him laugh harder. “See! See!”
“What’s so funny- you too?” Hiei glared down at Kurama, who was laughing in his hand. “What?”
“Nothing- it’s nothing bad, Hiei. I assure you.” The redhead grinned, seeming to relax. “Tickling is a…well, I’d say it’s a human thing but it seems even us demons can be affected. It’s erm…” He looked for the words, finding none. “Well, why don’t I show you?”
Hiei stared at him, suspicious. In the background, Yusuke and Kuwabara seemed to be holding their breath in anticipation. “Fine. But make it quick.”
“Don’t worry, I will..” That sly grin of his told Hiei otherwise. He watched Kurama place both hands on his sides, posed and ready. He then looked at Hiei, waiting. Upon receiving Hiei’s nod, he pressed in.
Hiei all about jumped out of his skin. The strange feeling was back, stronger than ever. It washed across his skin, spreading across his nervous system and creeped up his throat. For some reason, he felt the urge to laugh.
“Feel ticklish?” Kurama asked, eyes twinkling. Oh no, he would not give him the satisfaction! Shaking his head, Hiei flattened his mouth into a thin line, clenching his jaw and looking everywhere but the fox demon. “Come on, I can feel you tensing up, Hiei.”
Son of a- no. No way, he refused to give in! Crossing his arms over his chest- having them in his pockets didn’t feel secure enough- he glared into the sun, telling himself it was the light hitting his face that made it feel so warm. His body felt bow-tight; he couldn’t relax even if he tried.
“Heh, look at him! He’s trying so hard not to laugh!” Yusuke pointed out with a grin, giggling. Kuwabara looked like a little kid, bouncing on his heels as he pointed.
“He’s starting to smile! Get him good, Kurama! Tickle him!”
“I’m trying- he’s awfully stubborn.” Kurama didn’t seem phased though. He moved his hands upward to Hiei’s higher ribs, scratching at the skin with quick fingers. Hiei twitched but didn’t respond, but his body began to shake. “Kuwabara…”
“On it!” With that simple request, the human ran over to join the fray. He tried grabbing Hiei’s wrists but the demon was too strong. “He’s not budging!”
“We’ll have to make him then.” Kurama winked. Kuwabara grinned.
“No-” Hiei choked out, feeling fingers wiggle into the space beneath his arms. The muscle shirt he wore protected his ribs from the fox’s antics, but it did nothing against Kuwabara’s touch. He nearly doubled over at the feeling, squeezing his eyes shut. “D-Don’t!”
“We’re breaking him down!” Kuwabara cheered. He leaned in real close so he was near Hiei’s ear. “Tickle tickle tickle! Ah tickle tickle tickle tickle tickle! Hehehe!”
It was utter nonsense! And yet- Hiei felt his defenses weaken tenfold. Before he could stop himself, a laugh escaped. Then another. Before long he was giggling like a child, pressing his arms against his torso as tightly as possible to block them out. “Ehahhahaha! Hehahahhaahahha!”
“Oh my god, he’s laughing!” Kuwabara was practically floating, utterly delighted. Kurama seemed equally dazed, his surprise expression melting into one of warmth as he carried on gently tickling the smaller demon. “He’s laughing so much, geahahhaha!”
“Shuhuhuhuhut the hehehehell uhuhuhuhp, yohoohohu big ohoohohoaf! Kuhuuhhurahahhama, quihihihit it!” Hiei twisted this way and that, trying to block his more sensitive spots with little success. “Gehehheht ohohohohoff!”
“My my, aren’t you a tad sensitive?” Kurama teased in a sticky sweet voice. His hands found Hiei’s knees faster than he could react, squeezing rapidly and earning a proper shout of mirth. “Is this a bad spot? Maybe we should investigate further…”
Stupid red fox and his stupid voice and stupidly pretty eyes and- wait what-
“He’s laughing so much he’s blushing!” Kuawabara cooed, delighted at the red painted on Hiei’s ears and cheeks. “He’s so cute!”
“He very much is, isn’t he?”
Hiei was sure he was going to die. A demon- dying of tickling! Who would have imagined?
Then he remembered he was a demon and he could have easily broken away at any given time.
..Tch.
With a burst of strength, Hiei was away from them both, landing a solid few feet away. He changed poses quickly, hands fisted and crouched just low enough to throw hands if needed. His lungs hurt, and his face felt warm, but he was…
…strangely fine. Huh.
“Whoa!” Kuwabara lost his footing altogether and landing into Kurama’s arms, sending them both tumbling into the grass. A small scuffle commenced when Kuwabara decided this would be the perfect opportunity to see if Kurama was ticklish.
“He’s going to lose.” Hiei shook his head just as Kurama flipped the other onto his back, drilling into his waist and making Kuwabara cackle and howl in mirth.
“Heh, you took awhile to get out of there.” Yusuke, who had been watching from the sidelines this entire time, walked up to the small demon with a cheeky grin. “Bet you were enjoying yourself, weren’t you?”
Hiei didn’t bother responding, the only indication Yusuke’s words got to him was the slightest narrowing of his eyes.
“Heh.” Yusuke turned back to the pair, watching his friend get wrecked. “Sucks to be him…you know, there’s nothing wrong with being ticklish, you know that right?”
Hiei cut eyes at him before staring ahead, pink tinting his ears once more. “I know that.”
“Or if you like it. That’s not a bad thing either.”
“...” Despite the lack of response, Yusuke could see the tension releasing from Hiei’s shoulders, something like a soft hum followed.
Of course, Yusuke wasn’t the type to end things by being sentimental. “Though it was kinda funny when you screamed. Your knees are that ticklish?”
“You know, Yusuke. I’ve learned something just now.” Hiei turned to him, eyes glittering with danger. “I now know what tickling is, but I haven’t had the experience of tickling someone else…”
“Oh? Well, go get Kuwabara, he’s soooo ticklish.” Yusuke grinned awkwardly as he backed away, raising his hands in weak defense as Hiei began his approach. “Hiei- Hiei, let’s talk about this-”
“Too late.”
Before long, both humans of Team Urameshi were squealing with laughter as the sun began to set.
Thanks for reading!
#YYH#hiei#kurama#shizuru kuwabara#yusuke urameshi#team urameshi#fluff#tickle#tickle fic#Lee!Hiei forthe soul#I love him your honor#Almost as much as I love Kurama hehe
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hey koko!!! (I hope you don't mind that it's just really cute hehe)
this is really niche but I was wondering if you have played any persona series?
I'm playing persona 5 at the moment!! and really want reload...but its expensive 😵💫😵💫 who is your favourite person?
(sorry if my English is bad im not english...)
hey anon!! <3
I LOVEEEEE THAT NICKNAME ITS SOOO CUTE!!! IMMA USE IT FROM NOW ON THANK YOU MY LOVE
and....I LOVEEEEEE THE PERSONA SERIES!!!
persona 5 is so good, I've played persona 5 and persona 5 royal ANDDD PERSONA 5 STRIKERS and persona 4 and I've played persona 3 and I got persona 3 reload the day it came out AND IF YOU LOVE PERSONA 5 YOU WILL CONVULSE AND SCREAM PLAYING IT LIKE I LOVE IT SO MUCH
but I will forever be a persona 5 royal girlie ✨️
my favourite character is probably yusuke and futaba, I just find him so elegant and I love him so so much, plus...men who do art>>>>> and futaba is lich me but like not me she's soooo cute
thank you for the ask dearest!! (plus your English is amazing I had to look up what niche meant lol xx)
#persona 5#persona 3#persona 3 reload#persona 4#persona series#yusuke kitagawa#futaba sakura#persona gang ARISE#anime fluff#fyp#anime#persona 5 royal#persona 5 strikers#yusuke is my mans!!!
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Mini Fanfic #1160: Arrival of Team Dark (And Knuckles) Pt. 2 (Sonic X SSBU)
Meanwhile at The Sidewalks of New Donk City......
Shadow: (Sighs While Walking and Scrolling Through the Christmas Parade Pictures with Omega) I swear. The one time I missed out on a parade this year and it's my float that gets featured.
Omega: It is well-crafted parade float in retrospect.
Shadow: (Simply Nodded in Agreement) It is. Amd it doesn't look like it was tampered with thankfully.
Omega: (Turns to Shadow) If another version of your parade float is given another opportunity to be shown in the public, would you allow me to be it's personal bodyguard?
Shadow: I doubt the general would be generous enough to give my float another go anytime soon, but if I'm wrong, then I say go for it. Just try not to go overboard, especially if you know who somehow gets involve.
Omega: Fear not. I will try to restrain myself from eliminating Eggman for Sage's sake. (Squints his Eyes a Bit) Keyword being "Try".
Shadow: (Chuckles Lightly) Look at you having a soft side.
Omega: (Angrily Points at Shadow) Do NOT twist my words and motives, Shadow the Hedgehog! I am only doing this to refrain Sage from ever being emotionally distress.
Shadow: (Smirks a Bit) Cause you care about her?
Omega: (Stares at Shadow For a Few Seconds Before Sighing in Defeat).....To some extent. (Glares at Shadow) Mark my words, if any word on this comes out in any form of transportation, I WILL eliminate you.
Shadow: (Snickers a Bit) We both know Rouge would never let you go through with that in the long run. But I'll pretend this conversation never even happened. (Place his Hand on his Chest) You have my word.
Omega: (Pulls Out his Pinky) Seal of Kept Promises?
Shadow: It's called a Pinky Promise, Omega. And sure. (Wrap Around his Pinky Around Omega's For a Brief Second Before Letting Go) So speaking of Sage, do you have any ideas on what we should get her for Christmas this year? I was thinking about getting some books, but I don't think I have the slightest clue on what she reads to begin with.
Omega: Futuba-Chan has informed me of these VR headsets everyone of all ages playthrough in their daily schedules. Maybe we could give her that instead.
Shadow: (Starts Nodding to the Idea) Yeah, I think that might be something she'll enjoy too. Let's just hope they aren't too expensive to buy.
Omega: From what I've heard, the prices range from $60-$200 depending on which brand you want to purchase.
Shadow: (Grabs his Chin While Thinking) Is that so? Then how about we try and get the one with the lower price? It'll save us more money and we have a plenty of other people to get gifts for in the meantime.
Omega: Does the select few involves Eggman as well?
Shadow: ('Sigh') Unfortunately. Believe me, I'm not a fan of doing this as much as you are right now, but given that Sage sees us as part of her family as well, it's only fair that we give him something for the occasion.
Omega: I say we order a box filled with stone cold coal and have it delivered directly towards his doorstep. It's what the fatman in a messy mustache truly deserves.
Shadow: (Turns to Omega witha Raised Eyebrow) People sell COAL on the internet?
Omega: The world of the cyberspace is truly an unusual specimen to behold.
Shadow: (Rolls his Eyes) Unusual is putting it lightly........
Omega: (Suddenly Stops Walking Before Tapping Shadow on the Shoulder) Shadow. (Points Shadow to What is Above the Two of Them) It appears we have reach our potential stopping stopping point.
Shadow: (Looks Up at the Large Sign that Reads "New Donk Glorious Hotel & Suite" Before Looking Down at the Plave in Front of Him) Hm. We finally found ourselves a hotel around here. (Grabs his Chin While Thinking and Making his Way to the Door) But is this the same one everyone else has been staying at?
Shadow was about to open the entrance door for himself until......
'DOOR OPENS'
Younger Smash Crew: (Suddenly Rushes Out of the Door) SHADOW!~ (....And Hug Tackles the Ultimate Lifeform into the Ground)
'THUD'
Omega: (Looks Down at Shadow) Does that answer your question?
Shadow: (Groans a Bit in Pain) One way or other....(Glares at the Giggling Huggers) Who's idea was it to hug tackle me?
Hat Kid: (Happily Pops Herself Up Close to Shadow) Guilty!~
Shadow: (Chuckles Lightly the Moment He Sees his Little Sister's Face) The Little Gremlin herself. Should've known.
Hat Kid: (Gives Shadow a Big Kiss on the Cheek Before Hugging Him)
Sonic: (Looks Down at Shadow with a Welcoming Smirk on his Face While Putting his Hand Out For Him) Took you long enough to get here, Faker.
Shadow: You thank G.U.N. for that. (Grabs onto Sonic's Hand as It Help Him Get Back Up On his Feet While Carrying Hat Kid with One Arm) It's a miracle we were able to finish those paperworks in time.
Sonic: Again with that? Don't you guys have accountants to do that sort of stuff or something?
Shadow: We used to, but the last accountant we had quit a while ago, so position has been open ever since. (Forms a Bit of a PlayfulSmirk on his Face) 'Less you want to take the job yourself.
Sonic: (Chuckles Lightly) And waste my time and energy cooped up in the office all day? No thanks.
The sound of soft grunts catches Omega's hearing sensors behind him as he turns around to see Futuba Sakura stretching both her arms out in her tippy toes before her eyes starts to widen as she quickly hides one behind her back, awkwardly giggling and waving hello to her robot friend.
Lavenza: (Smiles Sheepishly at Omega) Please do not mind our simple minded Oracle there, Omega-kun.
Morgana: (Already Has a Deadpinned Look on his Face) She thought it would be a swell idea to try and play the "Guess Who" game with a bulky robot.
Futuba: (Comically Glares at the Young Couple Behind Her) Well, excuse me for being a tad bit playful here, you little twerps!
Yusuke: (Grabs his Chin) You do know there are other ways to properly greet him, yes?
Futuba: Oh don't join in on this crap too, Inari! Get off my back already!! (Suddenly Hears a Mechanical Like Sound) Hm? (Turns to See Omega Bending his Knees Down) Whatcha doing there, big guy?
Omega: i am lowering my stance in order to give you the opportunity of covering my visual functions.
Futuba: (Stares at Omega For a Brief Second Before Giggling Softly and Hugging Him) You big goof!~ You don't have to do that for me. I really appreciate the thought though~
Lavenza: Is Ms. Rouge here as well?
Omega: She is currently shopping at a well known mall center, dragging Knuckles along with her.
Sonic: (Eyes Widened in Genuine Surprise) No way. You guys actually got Knucklehead to leave Angel Island for once?
Shadow: No, he actually asked to come along with us. Says he wanted to get out and explore the world more without any worries at the moment.
Sonic: Exactly what he told me a year ago back the desert. (Forms a Genuine Grin on his Face) Good for him.
Shadow: Yeah. Omega and I are planning on doing the same tomorrow after we get everything settled here.
Omega: In the meantime,, we are also planning on ordering a present box filled with solid sets of coal and have delivered to Eggman for Christmas this year.
Morgana: Wait, people are selling literal COAL on the internet nowadays!?
Shadow: (Shrugs) I'm just as surprised about it as you are.
Sonic: (Chuckles Lightly) Shoot, if that's the case, you mind adding my name on the Receivers List too?
Futuba: (Happily Raising her Hand Up) Ooh! Add me there too! That way I won't have to feel bad about not getting him anything!~
Yusuke: I would also like to be included in this exchange.
Hat kid: Me too!~
The Gang: (Raises Their Habds As Well) Us three!~
Lavenza: (Raise her Hand Up as Well) Me forth!~
Morgana: (Turns to His Girlfriend Next to Him) You too, Lavenza?
Lavenza: (Smiles Brightly at her Boyfriend) I don't see why not. It'd be quite funny even.
Morgana: Pretty sure he would try and destroy everything if he sees a box of coal laying around on his doorstep.
Futuba: I wouldn't worry too much about that. Sage could easily make him not go through with it if we convince her beforehand.
Lavenza: Being Daddy's Little Girl does have it's benefits after all, especially in a younger age.
Omega: If that doesn't work, I could always annihilate him.
Shadow: Omega.
Omega: (Quickly Turns to Shadow) ONLY if the first option proves unsuccessful in the end!......Hopefully.
Shadow: What was thar?
Omega: Nothing.
Morgana: ('Sigh') Well, if you two are certain, then count me in too I guess.
Shadow: Then it's settled. Here's hoping this doesn't cost too much.
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#sonic series#super smash ultimate#shadow the hedgehog#e 123 omega#hat kid#sonic the hedgehog#futaba sakura#lavenza#morgana#yusuke kitagawa#sage (mentioned)#eggman (mentioned)#takes place after rouge and knuckles webt off shopping#reunion#sweet family moment#humor#fluff#new donk city adventures#team dark arrival (and knuckles) two parter
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I want to finish paper mario before going into my gl vn backlog, so after paper mario I’ll play butterfly soup 2 (I can’t believe I haven’t played it yet) and then I’ll play the moon is beautiful and then I’ll play that other one by the same person (?) because a friend rec’d it. I think I also need to replace some of my 1 hr reading manga before bed with writing in bed, and I need to play the timeloop full game… stars and something. and soulsov. I think I’ll go in the order of mario -> yuri -> soulsov -> time prison -> strikers, and sprinkled throughout I’ll backseat game pentiment with sister. maybe I’ll make sister play timeloop with me… or make her stream it for me…
#notes to future self#also your beloved wonderful friend got you a model kit so you HAVE to build it and write the fic#envision it in your mind’s eye. isn’t it a beautiful 800 words. you don’t even need to write that much it’ll be pure fluff#nothing deep whatsoever#… don’t these drabbles… perhaps… link…?#RYUJI TRIES TO GIVE YUSUKE MORE HOBBIES THAN JUST ART#FUCK!!!!!
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The Place Where The Lost Things Go
A/N: Alto writes fluff, ten dead, six injured
AO3
Over a decade ago, Tsuru Kitagwa could only lie down on the floor dying as her mentor smiled and refused to get her medication.
Then she woke up in the body of a fox in a small town called Inaba.
Over the years she’s watched people come and go, worked to restore the shrine, had some kits of her own, got a teenager to do various odd jobs for her by offering a discount on magic healing leaves when he and his friends entered an alternate reality inside the TV, and ceded watching over the shrine to her daughter while the other kits left home.
She can’t help but feel disconnected from it all, like something is still missing.
She’s doing her usual tour of the shopping district, when she hears a familiar name.
“Kitagawa!”
Huh? Why would someone call her name? She trots over to Tatsumi Textiles where Kanji is addressing a group of students she doesn’t recognize. Kanji’s a very nice boy despite his face, and she remembers hearing something about a cultural exchange program with Yasogami and some school in Tokyo, where art students could come to Inaba for a weekend to learn about pottery and textiles that Inaba made famous.
A slender young man trots over to the group, and Tsuru tenses.
She’d recognize her Little Da Vinci anywhere. Yusuke! That’s her Yusuke!
“Sorry Tatsumi-sensei,” Yusule says. “I was simply distracted…”
“You’ll get a chance to see everything soon, just stay with the group. Don’t want you getting lost.”
Her little boy! Her baby! Her son! He’s here in Inaba! Is he too thin? He looks a little too thin. Naturally Tsuru follows him around. He keeps making very good and insightful comments about what Kanji shows off, but the other students seem to ignore him.
The group disperses to let the kids explore on their own. Yusuke quickly begins buying various things that seem a little random, then his stomach rumbles. Aww he’s just like he was as a kid. Getting so wrapped up in his business that he doesn’t realize it’s dinner time. She remembers having to promise him that he could finish coloring when he was done, but a growing boy needs to eat.
Yusuke heads over to the steak stand, then stops and frowns.
“Oh, I seem to have spent all my money…” he mutters.
What? He didn’t budget for food?
Shit. Her son is bad with money.
Yusuke frowns and starts to head towards Amagi Inn, where they’re naturally staying. Oh no, no way is she letting her Little Da Vinci go to bed hungry! She has to get his attention somehow.
She spots a scrap of fabric hanging out of his bag, and leaps forward to grab it.
“Hey! That’s for my friend!” Yusuke shouts, and he follows her.
She leaps up and hits the bell of the Dojima residence with her tail, and Nanako-chan opens. Tsuru bolts inside before she can react.
“Wha?” Nanako-chan gasps, and Yu comes down in the commotion.
“I’m sorry, that fox stole my scarf!” Yusuke says.
Tsuru’s patiently waiting in the living room and as Yu looks between them. “Ok, what are you trying to get at?”
Feed my son! Tsuru tries to say, but of course all anyone hears is “yip, yip, yip!”
“Uh, do you need something?” Yu asks. “That fox is pretty smart, she’s probably trying to help you.”
“By stealing a gift for my friend?” Yusuke says.
“I promise she’s really kind.”
Suddenly, Yusuke’s stomach rumbles again.
“...do you need something to eat?” Nanako-chan asks.
Yusuke’s eyes widen. “The fox did jump out at me when I realized I didn’t have money for food.”
“Yeah, that sounds about right,” Yu says. “Well, come in.”
“Really? You’d do that?” Yusuke gasps.
“The fox is a good judge of character, even if she’s… roundabout sometimes.”
If you could understand me, I wouldn’t have to be, Tsuru thinks.
“So, are you one of the Tokyo students?” Yu asks as he pulls something out of the fridge and heats it up.
“Yes! Inaba’s lovely! There’s so much culture here!” Yusuke announces, pulling things out of his bag. “I have a friend who grows plants so I got her this jar, there was this man by the steak shop selling models that would look really nice in another friend’s room—“
“Who’d you get the sword for?” Nanako-chan asks, pulling a wakizashi out of Yusuke’s bag.
“I admired the craftsmanship. In fact I had a wonderful discussion with Diadara-san about metalworking.” Yusuke sighs. “Ah if only I could take it up in Tokyo, it might be useful…”
“It’s always nice seeing someone from the big city who likes Inaba,” Yu says, putting a plate in front of Yusuke who digs in.
“It’s wonderful!” Yusuke says between mouthfuls. “I don’t think I could live here though, it’d be too far from my friends.”
Yusuke’s smile drops.
“It’s already hard enough with some of them in different cities or countries, and who knows what’ll happen when we go off to college.”
Tsuru heads over and tries to put a comforting paw on Yusuke’s lap.
“I think things will work out,” Yu says. “Seems like you and your friends have strong bonds. A little thing like distance won’t break them.”
“Thank you,” Yusuke says. “Goodness, how crass of me, you’ve done all this for me and I haven’t even asked your name!”
Yu laughs. “I’m Yu Narukami, and this is my cousin Nanako Dojima.”
“Nice to meet you. I’m Yusuke Kitagawa.”
Yusuke cleans off his plate.
“Thank you so much for your hospitality, Narukami-san.”
“Well you should thank the fox too,” Yu says. “I think she likes you.”
“Futaba would have something to say about that,” Yusuke says under his breath. “Thank you.”
Tsuru wags her tail and runs circles around him. At least she was able to help her Little Da Vinci somewhat.
“Wow, she really likes you,” Nanako-chan says. “Maybe even more than big bro!”
Yu frowns. “After all I’ve done for you?” he says.
Sorry! You can’t blame a mother for being biased towards her son.
Yusuke stands up and stretches, and at that moment there’s a bright flash of lighting and roar of thunder. It normally wouldn’t be a problem, except Yusuke’s caught off guard and trips.
Into the TV.
Tsuru has enough time to hear Yu say “shit” before she jumps in after him.
Did Tsuru fully understand the TV World when she first started following Yu in? No. Did anyone feel the need to stop and explain it to her? Also no.
But she died and reincarnated as a fox so it’s not like she has room to question it.
She understands enough to know that Yusuke falling in might still be dangerous even if it’s less pressing than it was when the murders were ongoing.
Upon landing, she scampers over to Yusuke who is sprawled on the ground and has a conspicuous bruise on his forehead.
Oh poor thing, he must have landed headfirst. Of course he inherited her tendency to bruise easily so she also can’t tell how bad it is.
“Yusuke,” she says patting his face with her paws, “wake up.”
“Hmnnnn five more minutes mother…” Yusuke murmurs before turning over.
“Yusuke! Wake up! It’s not safe.”
“Uggghh…” Yusuke finally sits up. “What happened?”
“I wish I could explain sweetie,” Tsuru says. She sniffs out where the exit is and makes sure Yusuke is watching so he’ll follow her.
“The atmosphere here,” Yusuke mutters, “it’s just like— oh. There it is.”
Tsuru turns around and suddenly Yusuke is wearing… a fox costume? Well it’s probably meant to be a kitsune costume given the mask.
“WHAT THE HELL?” Tsuru gasps. Her baby is a magical girl?
“Look out!”
Tsuru turns and sees one of those shadows about to attack but then Yusuke summons a Persona and blasts it away.
Her baby is a magical girl with a Persona?!
Yusuke picks Tsuru up and zips her into the front of his outfit. “Can we just keep heading this direction?”
Tsuru nods and Yusuke takes off.
It must have started raining the way the shadows are agitated, but thank goodness there isn’t more fog.
Soon enough, they run into Yu fending off some shadows alongside with Kanji and Teddie.
“Uh, Kitagawa-kun?” Yu asks.
“Narukami-san!” Yusuke pants, clearly getting tired.
“He’s not a shadow,” Teddie says.
“I can see that, but then why did his outfit change?” Kanji asks.
“This just sort of happens when I need to fight,” Yusuke explains. “I’m shocked you all are summoning Personas without masks.”
“Oh good, you already know about Personas,” Kanji sighs in relief. “I was worried we had a lot more to explain.”
“The shadows here are weird looking but really the thing that confuses me is how I got here and why your fox sounds like my mother.”
“This is the TV World—“
“WAIT, YOU CAN UNDERSTAND ME?” Tsuru gasps, cutting off Kanji.
“THE FOX CAN TALK?!” Yu gasps.
“NOW YOU CAN UNDERSTAND ME?!?”
Yusuke blinks and gently removes Tsuru from his suit and sets her down. “Um, yes I can understand you? This is someplace in the Metaverse, right? A place made of human cognition?”
Teddie nods. “Yeah, we don’t call it the Metaverse but it’s a place made from the thoughts and feelings of everyone in Inaba!”
“Right, and being here changes your cognition so you can understand…” Yusuke frowns. “I can’t call you Fox-san, I’m Fox. Sorry, is there something else I can call you?”
“Mother or mom or mama, whatever.”
“You can’t adopt him just because he has a fox costume,” Yu says.
“No, literally. My name is Tsuru Kitagawa, I died and woke up in the body of this fox around 14 years ago.”
“M-mom?” Yusuke gasps. “Is it really you?”
“Of course Little Da Vinci, why did you think I was looking out for you earlier?”
Yusuke looks about to cry. “M-mom”
“Hey sorry to interrupt but can we do the reunion stuff when there aren’t as many shadows around!” Teddie yells.
“Right,” Yu says. “Come on the exit is this way.”
Once they’re back in reality, they all settle on the roof of Junes.
“Are you still hungry dear?” Tsuru asks. “Do you need something to eat? Yu can you buy him some steak skewers?”
“I’m still not over you talking,” Yu says, going to order.
“Ok so you’re sure the fox is talking,” Yosuke, who’s gotten off of work and joined them, says.
“Yeah man, the fox talks,” Kanji says.
“Then how come I can’t understand her?” Yosuke asks. “I mean, I’ve been to the TV World.”
“Well being in the Metaverse, or TV World in your case wouldn’t be enough,” Yusuke muses. “I know someone who’s been there but still can’t understand Morgana because she never heard him in the Metaverse.”
“Is Morgana a cat?” Yu asks, coming back with the steak skewers.
“Yes, how did you know?”
“Something about this just feels familiar,” Yu says.
“How’d you mean, partner?” Yosuke asks.
“It’s like a vague sense of deja vu. I can’t really explain it.”
“Weird,” Teddie says. “But I’m still confused about Ms. Fox. We’ve been to the TV World with her before but she only talked now?”
“Well it’s all cognition,” Yusuke says. “So I suppose the most likely explanation is mother didn’t expect you to understand her.”
“That’d make sense,” Tsuru says. “I’ve been a fox for a long time, I gave up on other humans understanding me years ago. I suppose deep down I want Yusuke to understand me, so my cognition changed.”
“Awww,” Kanji says.
“Man are you tearing up?” Yosuke sighs.
“Shuddup! If my ma died and I reunited with her after years I’d be sobbing.”
“I’m very happy to see you again, mother,” Yusuke says, petting her head. “Would you like some steak?”
“No! You need it more, you’re skin and bones!” Tsuru says. “Who’s in charge of feeding you, anyway?”
“Myself, mostly,” Yusuke says. “I live in the school dorms.”
Tsuru frowns.
“You know, mother, I was thinking,” Yusuke says. “Would you like to come back to Tokyo with me?”
“Really?”
“Of course!”
“But surely you can’t have pets in the dorms!”
“We can keep it secret,” Yusuke insists. “You can just come around in my bag like Morgana does with Ren! Or I’ll move out!”
Tsuru isn’t sure whether to laugh or cry. “You know most sons can’t wait to move out of their mother’s house.”
“I don’t want to force you or anything, I’m sure you’ve built a life here in Inaba,” Yusuke says, “it’s just, I’ve missed out on so much time with you, mom.”
Tsuru nuzzles his chest. “Oh Yusuke, I’d love to go back to Tokyo with you.”
The next day, Tsuru is back at the shrine roughly explaining the situation to her kits. Despite being born after Yusuke, they’re all grown up, and the boys have gone off to find their own dens, but the girls are perfectly capable of taking over the shrine.
Sofoxnisba is the oldest and she’s resolute when Tsuru explains that she’s in charge now. Foxes and other animals don’t communicate the way humans do, so Tsuru can’t give all the details, but she promises to visit when she can and reminds Sofoxnisba to watch over the others, and Sofoxnisba takes the responsibility within pride.
As Tsuru leaves, she passes by some people going to offer their prayers. The shrine has been her home for a long time now, and it’s taken her as much as she’s taken care of it.
But there’s a new chapter of her life ahead of her now, and it’s with her son, waiting down the road.
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Phantom Thieves who has a favorite gacha character (it's you)
Summary: What if you were a character in a gacha game that the Phantom Thieves are currently raving about?
Note: Got this idea since I am getting back into gacha games after a month-long hiatus from them. I was like... what if its THEM spending their time on thinking about a fictional character... Also this includes Sumire!
Futaba has been hearing about the talks of a new gacha game, and realized it had a fun multiplayer aspect to it. The game didn't demand much time in their daily quests, and can be played casually. She sent an invite to the Phantom Thieves, since there's a reward if a friend starts playing the game.
Akiren
He decided to check out the game after a busy day. He did not feel like doing anything productive, and thus proceeded to click download. He went through the introduction and through the list of characters available in-game. He landed on your page, and found you really adorable and interesting.
It was currently your banner, so he decided to try his luck on pulling for you. Unfortunately, he is very unlucky but he proceeded to grind through the game's content to get you. He got you at hard pity, and proceeded to spoil you with the best gears he could get his hands on. He really likes the story and finds the other characters interesting. However, he is at full focus when you are on the screen and only uses you during combat.
If you have a favorite food/signature dish, he would most likely try to recreate it. Futaba and Mona (if its safe for them) are his taste testers. He also has a figurine of you placed on the shelf with the rest of the souvenirs he got from his friends.
Ryuji
Sadly, he also wanted to send out invites for pulls but was bested by Futaba. He actually heard of the game before, and he already had a favorite character: you. Before the game was released, he was closely following updates, teasers, and trailers. He probably found you very cool either because of your role in the story or your move set/skills.
If your character is not a healer/shielder, he will almost always play you with one of those. Makes sure you are well-protected, and if you are near fainting, he will exit the area right away. Also, his plans to acquire new characters revolves around you now. When a new character comes out, he will be thinking if said character could benefit you somehow.
Most definitely has posters of you in his bedroom, and a keychain of you in his phone. If ever there's a plushie/gachapon of you near the arcade he hangs out at, best believe he will be there!
Ann
A bit of a gamer herself, she was actually familiar with the game and only got around to downloading it when Futaba sent the invite. As she goes around and explore the world, she met your character. Either you remind her of one of the heroines she admired, or she finds your strength inspiring, (maybe even both!) you quickly became one of her favorites. She really loves your story and always pays attention when you are in the spotlight!
Ann's luck is... alright. She's not blessed like Yusuke, but not so unlucky like Akira. Even so, she managed to get you and your weapon pretty quickly! Since the game is not that challenging, no matter what your role is, she will bring you with her in the journey. Even if the team had no synergy whatsoever.
She likes thinking up of clothes/accessories inspired by you. She incorporates some of this in her daily life. Like maybe you have a unique headpiece, then maybe she will find an equivalent and start wearing it daily.
Yusuke
He got dragged into it, and decided to give it a chance. He greatly appreciates the game design, and environmental feel. As he meets all sorts of characters, he gets inspirations for each and every one. When he meets you, however, he admired your design for a moment before continuing. He really likes your overall aesthetic, and he can either relate to your experiences/or find you fascinating.
When he pulls for you, it was pure luck because he got both you and your weapon in one 10 pull. Futaba was jealous, Ryuji was stunned, Ann wished it was her, and Haru congratulated him. "This is not normal?" He asked, and it got mixed reactions from the crowd.
He rarely picks up the game, but when he does he always makes sure to set you as the character to greet him. He sometimes find inspiration/ideas after playing, and you have been the subject in a few art pieces of his. He realizes that whenever he is stuck in an impasse, sketching you or playing the game helps him get back on track. He also liked seeing fanart of you that were made by other fans.
Makoto
Also got dragged into it, and decided to check it out for Futaba. Might ask for help for the terminologies used in game, and the group chat gladly supplies information. She liked the storytelling of the game, and then she met your character. You quickly became a favorite because you were admirable.
In terms of merch collection, she goes for the ones that are useful like her Buchimaru-kun pencil case. If you have merch like a coffee mug or binder, she will go for that instead of a huge plushie or poster. She cherishes it just like she does with Buchimaru-kun.
Even if she does not drop the game because of her responsibilities, she still rarely plays it. Despite that, she might login if you have an event or role in the current story. Keyword is might.
Futaba
Truthfully, she only sent the invites out to get more of the currency used for pulling. While she already had you, she wanted to get more copies to make you stronger, or wanted to pull for a weapon that will greatly benefit you. Although, before that she made multiple accounts just so she can get you on the first ten pulls. It was quite an arduous progress.
She is very active in the fandom, and is probably a well-known figure within various social media. Most definitely runs an account dedicated to you, and also posts various headcanon/character interpretations of yours. She also gives the best advice on how to gear you up, and could be good with advising on how to build others when asked.
She has a lot of your merchandise, and is one the reasons she sometimes goes out. If you have a favorite food/signature dish, she might ask Sojiro or Joker to have it made for her. She also tends to talk about you a lot, either with Sumire or Joker. They start liking you through osmosis as well.
Haru
She was already playing the game when Futaba sent the invite. You were her favorite character because of your view on justice and/or you feel like someone she would get along with! She is cheering for you when you fight, her heart aches when you're sad, and she smiles when you triumph!
Safe to say that you are already maxed leveled, and fully built with the best gears. She also has quite the collection when it comes to your merchandise. She is a lurker in the fandom, she likes leaving likes or a few short comments on certain fan arts of you. Sometimes when she feels sad or feels like she needs that extra push, she will login the game quickly just to hear your encouragements.
Even when she's no longer as interested on the game as she was before, she still logins every once in a while just to see you. It was as if she was checking in on a friend; you hold a very special place in her heart.
Goro
Futaba accidentally sent him an invite, but he decided to check the contents anyways. He was mindlessly exploring the game's mechanics and storyline when you caught his eyes. Your character probably had a compelling philosophy, or your outfit/moves reminded him of Featherman.
He doesn't have time to grind through the content, so he probably spent money to obtain your character and all the gears you need. You are severely overpowered compared to his other characters. He does not have the time every day to login, but usually when he does it's mainly to listen to you. He really likes hearing your voice.
Outside of the game, he collects your merchandise diligently and displays them next to his Featherman figures. He also has some of your more 'discreet' merchandise on him at all times. He has a coffee mug with your symbol on it, and/or a keychain of an iconic part of your outfit connected to his phone.
Sumire
Futaba finally convinced her to play, so she decided to check it out! She heard a lot about your character through Futaba, so you were the one she was most interested in. When she finally sees you in-game, she was smiling. You became a favorite because of your kind nature, and/or your talents are similar to hers.
She plays the game casually, so when she finally got you, she does not bother getting the limited gears. She just enjoys exploring the world with you, and sometimes with Futaba and Joker.
It is unclear whether she continues playing the game, but she likes hearing updates about your character development, and your overall progression through the story from Futaba. She is cheering you on, from a far!
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thanks for confirming you're okay with it, I just like general fluff between Yusuke and Ryuji, maybe things about confessions. Smut wise, they both seem like they'd be switches and I enjoy frottage between them
This took a good amount of time to work out, but I hope it’s good and fluffy! I don’t write a lot of Yusuke or Ryuji, so forgive me if they aren’t very fitting. But, I hope you enjoyed regardless, it was a lot of fun to write <3
“Yuuuuuuusuuke!” Ryuji Sakamoto called as he burst out of the dreary grey and through the door of Le Blanc. Yet, his entrance was only met with the empty silence of the unoccupied cafe. The only sign of life within the warm-colored, coffee-scented walls a thick, paint-dotted book that had been left on one of the tables. “Yusuke? Are you around, dude? You better not have stood me up after I put this money away to get you lunch!” He called again as he approached the abandoned book and tried to somehow peer through the floorboards above his head.
Yet, no matter how he squinted and strained, he couldn’t see through the boards, even if Yusuke and Akira were hidden above him. So, with a heavy sigh, he looked back to the table he stood by. Where a sketchbook sat alone.
Decorated with specks of differently colored paints, scratches, and charcoal stains, Yusuke’s sketchbook was well loved and obviously precious to the lanky, blue-haired man. So, Ryuji plopped down at the table with a sigh.
“Guess I just have to wait for you. What a girly thing to do.” The blonde joked to the richly scented air, a small smile on his face as he sat by the book in the quiet cafe. Left to sit and watch the cloudy sky close in on the streets outside with little else to do but watch time tick by around him.
Yusuke’s beloved sketchbook his only form of company in the homely cafe’s silence. His only form of potential entertainment, too…
“I mean…” Ryuji hummed to himself, “I doubt he’d particularly care, right? He shows off his artwork at those competitions, so he’s surely okay if I take a peek.” With that, the blonde flicked open Yusuke’s sketchbook to stroll through the pages of artwork.
And, of course, there was plenty of life studies and thumbnail sketches and doodles. Some pages were nothing but careful studies of phones, or people on the subway, others were filled with scribbles, flowers, joke conversations between chibi versions of the phantom thieves. But, as Ryuji continued to turn pages, he began to come across more finished sketches of Akira, Futaba, or Ann, before he reached a similar, yet different section of the pages. And while the others had their fair share of pages of studies for their faces or expressions, after those, there was an extensive swatch of pages that. Only had Ryuji.
And, unlike Yusuke’s other friends, the sketches and drawings of these pages weren’t simple studies of practice, but entire drawings of just. Ryuji. Skull with captain kidd, Skull half out of the mona bus’ window, plenty of expressions, and just, drawings of the blonde doing random things. All drawn with care and great detail for Ryuji’s mannerisms and costume details.
“Wow, this is-” As he spoke, the ambiance of the quiet coffee shop was broken with the soft jingle of the bell above the door that announced the return of the artist. Only a split second before his indignant squawk did.
“Ryuji?! What the hell are you doing here so early?!” Yusuke yelled as he barreled over to the blonde to snatch his sketch book off of the table.
“I was coming to get you for lunch, remember? We agreed to meet up here by noon.”
“You’re too early though!” Yusuke declared, his grey eyes fixed on Ryuji angrily, only off-set by the healthy dust of crimson across his pale cheeks. Well, that answers that for me, huh?
“Inari, it’s 1 pm.” Was the simple counter to that point, said with a smile that tried to fight its way onto the man’s face as he watched the blue-haired artist check his phone.
“Oh. It is.” He said, the anger in his words gone for a bit of indignance and embarrassment.
And, with that shift came an awkward silence between them. As if Akira wasn’t off to the side, left to politely wait for the silence to break.
“Anyways, you ready to go get some of that lunch? Or did you and Joker already do that?” Ryuji asked as he got to his feet, and just like that, the tension was broken.
“O-oh, no. I’m sorry about that by the way, I-I was at the bath house,” Yusuke explained, the awkwardness that clung to his words the artist’s natural weirdness.
“Great! Let’s go then!”
And, just like that, the snooped-through sketchbook had been forgotten in favor of lighter conversation as the pair made their way outside. Though, the gentle pitter patter of the drizzle on Ryuji’s umbrella didn’t wash the experience away entirely. The blonde may not have mentioned it, but those lovingly detailed drawings of him were on his mind. And, he couldread between those lines.
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hey! i saw the headcanon of kny characters' reactions when you say they're handsome. can you also do it for the yu yu hakusho main quartet? Thanks
Yu Yu Hakusho ~You call them 'handsome'~
Manga/anime: Yu Yu Hakusho
Warnings: nothing
(Y/N): your name
U. Yusuke
A small smile will grow on his face and a very light and adorable blush will spread across his cheeks
His self-esteem will grow significantly
He'll tease you a little at first ("Oh? I didn't get it right: did you say I'm handsome? Can you say that again?"), but then he'll return the compliment
"You are beautiful too, (Y/N)."
However, if you remind him later, he'll pretend nothing happened
K. Kazuma
He'll literally pass out: Kazuma.exe has stopped working; press a button to restart
After he recovers, he'll probably think about your words, and he'll faint again
After he recovers for real this time, he'll pick you up and spin you around
"My beautiful (Y/N)! I love you so much, we'll be together forever!"
For the next few days, your compliment will keep repeating in his head
Kurama
He'll be surprised, and he'll probably blush a little; moreover, Youko will stir inside him Youko is very possessive and hearing you say that agitated him
Afterwards, he'll smile sweetly, and he'll create a rose and give it to you
"To thank you for your compliment, I give you this rose. It will wither when your beauty and my love for you fade."
After telling you this, he'll hug you gently and kiss you
Know that rose, since it's created with Kurama's powers, will never wither
Hiei
He'll deny your compliment immediately
"I'm not handsome." "Instead you are, Hiei, you just don't notice it." "Shut up."
You won't notice, but he'll be really embarrassed: your compliment will make him feel warm, and he'll stare at you for a few minutes
After that, he'll leave, but, before disappearing from your sight, he'll turn slightly and look at you
"After all, you aren't that ugly either."
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Making breakfast for you | Persona 5 men
Featuring: Joker/Ren, Ryuji, Yusuke, Akechi, Maruki x reader separate
Genre: Fluff
Notes: I was so happy to see some many notes on First Kisses, I wanted to write more fluff. 🫠
Joker
He makes curry for you since it’s all he’s good at
Just kidding
He’s interested in cooking, but doesn’t have much experience that his cooking is not as good as it could be
However anything he makes, even he can make normal food look enticing
Will give you a bowl of rice with side of miso soup, single serving of meat or seafood plated generously and aesthetically with thinly sliced vegetables
Honestly I think he could also make you a delicious Japanese breakfast rice bowl - everything in a bowl arranged neatly
Or rice omelet I think he would be so good at making that like it’s so simple but somehow he makes the dish his own and you don’t know what ingredient he used that you can’t seem to replicate his dish
Neither of of you have much cooking skills but if you do know how to cook, he would love to try all the foods you know how to make
He’ll definitely do all the dishes if you make him food for the rest of his life 😆
Ryuji
He would sincerely try his hand at making a homemade breakfast for you
Especially foods that are good for keeping up your energy since that’s how he usually prepared his meals when he was on the track team
I can imagine something like sausage and egg with pancakes and fresh squeezed orange juice - something simple and with protein???
I think he would prefer if you made food not because he doesn’t want to make food but because he thinks your food tastes so much better than his
He loves to see you cooking in an apron and thinks that you are really just good at whatever it is that you put your mind to and what you’re good at
Also really just wants to eat your cooking 24/7
He will definitely make you food on holidays like birthdays, anniversaries, etc.
Yusuke
Would 100% make you a homemade meal of traditional Japanese foods
He’s really gained an appreciation for his cooking skills jr jsjt for himself but be as he can be sure to make you jutrkojsal folds he knows will help you physical and well being
Interested in different ways food can be made like the purposes for the different pasta types
Will make things like tempura and daikon carrot salad for you
Would have even prepared a desert for you; egg custard seems light enough while being fluffy and sweet
Loves to eat together with you and loves to hear you say itadakimasu and gochisousama deshta for the food
When you surprise him by making a meal for him, for each dish he’ll compliment all the ways that you used an ingredient really well and how you were artistic with the food🫠
Loves to see that you’re interested in cooking but of course wouldn’t want you cooking alone so oftentimes he will join you and he thinks it’s a nice exercise in relationship building
Akechi
Since he’s really popular as idol detective and working cases with the police he hardly has time to eat often taking short meals and vitamins to make up
But he understands and appreciates the importance of enjoying a home cooked meal
Likes to think about how different parts of a dish complement each other
Really just likes to have company and maybe some good music to enjoy food
Other times if he’s not so busy with work he’ll meal prep over the weekend
I think he would really strong flavored foods or foods with subtle taste since they take advantage of deep flavors and seasonings
He would loved to make you a simple breakfast of toast with herb butter and fresh preserves with steamed egg something light since neither of you eat much in the mornings
Also don’t forget the glass of water and tea with your neals
No matter what kind of cook you were he would appreciate what you make no matter what and will always eating everything even if it was one of your “failed experiments”🤣
Will try to guess/name all the spices and ingredients your food in the end saying your food is delicious
Maruki
I don’t want to say he has lots of time to make a meal
But as someone who spends a workday in the councilors room during school he has plenty of time after school or during the weekend to do grocery shopping and he’s very diligent about it too
Loves to think about reactions that take place in the food and likes to use wine to cook and other ingredients
Sees the benefit for meal prepping but won’t do it so much
Loves to have a whole feast almost trying to get foods of all colors while also having nutritional value like fried eggplant and chestnut rice!
Honestly he would appreciate it if you cook for him but he does it for himself so often he doesn’t mind and actually prefers to be the one cooking
Wouldn’t mind if you sat and watched him 🫠
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