After All

After All

Reiner Braun x reader

Requested by @lilshades “Helloo!!Hello!!! So I've got a Reiner request. What if Reiner and the Reader are exes and meet up again at the wedding of Jean and Mikasa (or any of your fav couple) Reader being the Maid of Honor and Reiner being the Best Man....BUT neither one of them know about the other presence UNTIL it's time to go to the altar and start their friends wedding???? 😀 The rest I leave to your awesome and brilliant mind....”

Warning- FLUFF, mention of alcohol use and Armin x Annie in case some of y’all don’t like that.

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Couldn’t say the dress you’re wearing is the most comfortable thing, but it’s Annie’s wedding, and you are her maid of honor, so you had to suck it up and wear it for just today.

All day….

“Why are you taking longer than I am?” Annie asks behind the door.

You open the door and let it open slowly to reveal you in the long tight light pink dress, and light makeup on your face.

Annie immediately smiles upon looking at you with a frown on your face—“you look nice,” she compliments you genuinely, “what’s the big deal?”

You walk over to the mirror at the end of the room to look at yourself in the dress. Annie follows behind you and stays behind you to watch you until you turn to face her to answer her a bit uneasy to your appearance. “I’m just not used to wearing dresses, that's all.”

You don't further the conversation about yourself and instead you study her in her white dress again, and can’t help but smile widely. “You look amazing.”

Annie hides her bright red blush by turning her head since she couldn’t hide her reaction behind her hair today, but she can’t help but smile too. “You’ve said that already.”

You huff in a lighthearted manner and walk to grab her bouquet of flowers. “Yeah well it’s true. How are you feeling?”

“Nervous,” she admits and takes the bouquet from you. “Very nervous. I’ve never felt this nervous in my life.”

“It's normal,” you reassure her softly. “I bet Armin might be more nervous than you though. He doesn’t do well in situations like these, but for his sake he better toughen up.”

Annie exhales deeply and begins to follow behind you as you walk out the room to finally head to the chapel across the street.

“Wait,” Annie blurts before she could turn the hall to enter the main room. “I need another minute.”

You stop and turn to wait for her, seeing that she took a moment to sit down to do a few breathing exercises to calm herself down. You sit beside her and take her hand, smiling very faintly as you both look out at the chapel across the street, seeing that the doors were open, and only Mikasa waited outside for the sign to give the choir that Annie was coming to start the music.

“This is the moment…” you pause and sigh. “Your life is going to change forever. In the best way possible.”

“Maybe,” she adds out of nerves.

You scoff and giggle at her comment withlist you look over at her to counter her comment. “No, it is going to be good. You have a positive attitude about it. Besides Armin’s a good man, you’ll make each other happy.”

Annie drops her head and smiles at her bouquet of flowers in her hands. “Thanks,” she whispers before lifting her head and sharing a sweet lingering gaze. “Thank you for being here with me too.”

“Anytime,” you grin and stand up. “Now let’s go get you married.”

——

There was no need to feel so nervous because you weren’t the one getting married, but knowing that people were going to watch you while you walked down the aisle to reach your spot behind Annie, made you feel like you could throw up and then run away to wait for it all to be over.

You wish you could honestly, but you were holding strong for her.

“Ready everyone?” Mikasa asks you and the other girls standing behind you.

You meet her gaze and then glance back at Annie standing behind the line to then answer Mikasa. “Only if Annie is.”

There was a second of silence before a whisper. “I’m ready.”

Mikasa smiles slightly before opening the two large wooden doors, letting the music that played and the choir that sang sound louder now that the wooden barrier wasn’t there to block the noise. You’re told to wait a moment before you can begin walking down, but it was a mistake since now that the door opened, people stood up to see Annie, meaning they were watching you now too; you could feel your stomach turning and the spit rising to your throat.

“Go,” Mikasa whispers.

You draw in a small breath and proceed to exhale slowly before you put one foot forward to slowly make your way down first.

It was going okay, all things considered, you were avoiding looking at the few guests they had, instead you looked down at Armin who seemed to be sweating like crazy but trying to cover that up by wiping it off his face with a cloth. You looked at the pink bouquet of flowers that were hanging on the side of the benches, and the white carpet rolled down the aisle for the special event. You peeked at the well dressed man that was going to marry them, and thr further you got down the more you saw of the guests, and then saw Reiner behind Armin.

He had been hidden behind the heads and bodies of the guests who stood up to watch Annie, but now that you were making your way to your own spot, you caught sight of him and he instantly saw you.

You didn’t even know he was going to be here. Yeah Reiner and Annie were comrades, but Annie tolerated so much of him, and he thinks he’s caused too much pain to everyone in Paradis, so you didn’t think he’d be here. You especially didn’t think he’d be so close behind Armin, Reiner seemed to be his best man….

Which wasn’t surprising considering how Armin is, he probably didn’t want to choose between Connie or Jean so he went with the safer option so neither man could get offended. It’s understandable.

Nevertheless, Reiner was there, in a black suit that was well fitted on his body, but not around his biceps; the material fit him too tight, you could see how he flexed his muscle upon seeing you. But it wasn’t a bad look, he didn’t look bad in a suit at all actually, he looked very handsome, very elegant. Then again not a day has gone by where you didn’t think he looked nice and handsome.

It’s been five years since you’ve seen him. It’s been five years since you broke up because you didn’t desire to be in Marley anymore, and couldn’t handle all those political meetings you all needed to attend to discuss peace after the war ended. He came to Paradis when your friends returned home, but you didn’t see him, the moment you were close he had left for the boat just five minutes before.

It’s been so long, yet, not a year has gone by where you stopped loving him. You missed him, your heart ached for him every single day.

You wonder did he feel the same?

Yes, you saw how baffled he looked when you locked eyes, but that could mean anything really.

Maybe he never wanted to speak to you, or he just felt nothing but platonic feelings for you now after five years. Maybe he has a partner at home.

Annie, nor Pieck have mentioned anything about him having a partner, but then again why would they? They knew your feelings for him never died, so they probably were saving you from the pain.

Then again Annie would’ve said something after reading it on a letter from someone from her home town after these two years that have passed. She wouldn't keep that to herself, she’s too straightword, and you are her dearest friend, so she wouldn't keep such news a secret.

So maybe he didn’t have anyone. But still, did he still feel the same love for you like how you felt for him? You need to know because as you saw him on that altar, in that suit, with those sweet golden eyes of his, and that soft look he carried, it felt like you could melt. whatever nerves you felt for being seen and judged, disappeared since his presence alone still brought you comfort. Now all the nerves you felt were butterflies in your stomach and the rapid beating of your heart that beat solely for him.

Now your eagerness to leave this chapel was to talk to him and figure everything out in hopes there was a sign that he felt a spark of something. You hoped with your whole heart that he still felt something.

And that’s all you could think about throughout the entire ceremony, Reiner and your hope. Everytime you met each other’s gaze, or stole glances at each other when neither was looking throughout the ceremony, your hope intensified.

That fear also let fear begin to sneak itself in your heart too though. Fear that he woudlnt feel a thing and you’d just be heart broken.

Maybe it was your fault for getting your hopes and being delusional, but you couldn’t help it. You loved Reiner. Now you know that more than ever.

Hopefully it’s not too late.

——

“A refill please,” you tell the bartender as you push your cup towards him.

He reaches before he speaks. “Of course.” He turns away and does as he’s told, letting you wait at the bar.

“I remember a time where you couldn’t even smell alcohol.” You hear Reiner say behind you, making your body stiffen where you stood so he had to stop beside you so you could see him. “Now, it seems you’re—”

“You can’t judge me,” you cut him with a faint smirk as you turn your head to meet his gaze. “We’ve been through a lot. If alcohol is an acquaintance of mine, you can’t judge me.”

Reiner chuckles and watches you receive your drink whilst he responds. “Well as long as you can’t live without one another then it’s okay.”

You take a sip of your drink and hum when you put it down.

Reiner sighs and turns on his side to lean his body on the bar before he continues to change the subject in a different tone of voice. “You look very beautiful.”

Your eyes shift to him and you feel your entire face burn and your heart skip a beat as the butterflies in your stomach intensified, mixing the alcohol in your system. “Uh,” you try to respond as if unaffected. “Thank you.” You turn your body to face him with a faint smile. “I remember a time when you couldn’t even compliment me without turning bright red. Times have changed.” You lift your drink in your hand as if making a toast with him. “Cheers to that.”

Reiner looks down for a split second to smile wider and then returns his gaze to you to go along with you. “Cheers to the good change.”

Your smile widens and your eyes drift to your drink. You would’ve brought up the subject about the feelings that hadn’t changed, but you were too afraid to bring it up and risk being rejected because at least right now you’re friends. Who knows, maybe telling him that you still loved him would just change things in a bad way.

However….

“About change,” he cautiously brings up as he keep his eyes on you. “One thing that hasn’t changed is…” he pauses and exhales deeply before continuing. “My feelings for you.”

Once again your body stiffens, this time it feels as if your heart is frozen in place too. And the feelings in your stomach also seem to mix a lot more.

“Uh,” you mutter and set your drink down. “Really?”

Reiner scoffs lightheartedly and pushes himself to stand straight up to motion out to where you could speak in peace without any background noise from the party.

You leave your drink behind and follow him out, taking a peek at Annie who caught you in that instant but didn’t try to question a thing.

“I know it’s been five years since we last talked but,” he pauses again and makes sure to stop under a large tree that was a bit far from the party so his voice could be heard clearly by you, so you wouldn’t miss a thing he could confess. “I want to tell you that nothing has changed.” He sees that you had stopped a bit far from him and slowly steps towards you with a very sweet assuring look on his face. “You may have moved on but if there’s a possibility of you still feeling at least a fraction of what you felt then I will fight for you. For us, because I haven’t stopped loving you for a single minute, hour, day or year that has gone by.” He smiles softly and when he’s close enough he grabs your cheeks.

His hands were a bit cold and rough, but none of that mattered, all you cared about were his words. That confession you were afraid you’d only hear in your dreams.

“So tell me, y/n,” Reiner continued in a soft whisper since he didn’t need to project his voice loud since he stood so close to you. “Do you feel the same? Do you want to try and be happy together? It doesn’t have to be forever if you don’t want to, but if we can try for as long as you want.”

His words leave you completely speechless, so all you manage is tears, a huff of air and a nod with a grin on your face.

Reiner beams at you and leans forward to take you in for a soft and passionate kiss. You melt in his arms and can’t help but wrap your arms around his neck to push him as close as you possibly can.

He doesn’t complain and just smiles at you when you pull away for a second. He didn’t need to hear a verbal answer, he knew what you felt with that shared kiss under that green tree that stood far from the party.

After all he knows you more than anyone else ever could.

I’m adding Erwin to my AOT masterlist. 😵‍💫😍

So I’m here now

I’ve been reading some stuff off of Tumblr for a while now and I decided to join. ;/

Wait, you're not dating?! | KiriBaku x GN!Reader

Content: Polyam relationship, mutual pining

Warnings: If you don't like poly, then leave me alone. Don't comment anything negative on it, please.

Notes: I'd so be in a polyam relationship with these two. I'm also kinda iffy on how this came out, but oh well. It's my first time writing polyam, so for my first time writing polyam I think it's good! Also please note that I haven't seen MHA/BNHA in a long time. This is just how I remember these guys.

~*~*~*

(Y/n) watched the two boys playfully argue over something in the study hall. Sitting almost shoulder to shoulder, (Y/n) felt envy and sorrow bubble up in their chest. Both boys captured their heart and held it hostage, but anyone could see plain as day, that the two boys were a couple and weren't interested in them.

Sighing to themselves, they set their stuff down at a table some ways away from the two. Both were so loud that no matter where they went, they were always within earshot. Taking out their book to try and study, slowly the boys' commotion was being drowned out by their own thoughts.

The words on the pages, at first, were comprehensively taken in, but soon they began to blur as their mind wandered. Wandered to how dating each boy would be. How good of a kisser each boy would be. How each boy would hold them at night, how each boy...

"Oh, hey (Y/n)!" Izuku broke them out of their thoughts. "Mind if I sit with you?"

(Y/n) blinked themselves back to reality and looked up. "Huh? Oh, sure."

Izuku sat himself across from them. "I don't know how you've managed to study, what with Kacchan's and Kirishima's yelling..."

"Oh, studying, yeah..." (Y/n) looked down at their book.

Izuku was silent for a moment before chuckling. "You weren't, were you?"

"Ah!" (Y/n) snapped their gaze up. "I was! I just..."

They glanced over their shoulder at the boys, who had gotten suspiciously quiet all of a sudden. "Got a little carried away..."

Izuku laughed. "Sure you did! Hey, I can help you, if you'd like?"

"Uh, yeah, sure." (Y/n) went to spin their book around to let Izuku see, but a third, firm hand planted on it.

"That wont be needed, Deku." Bakugou growled.

"O-Oh! Kacchan...!"

Bakugou growled, but (Y/n) stepped in before a fight could break out. "Bakugou, what is it?"

"Just came to see if you needed help." Bakugou's tone softened when he turned to them.

"Ah, Izuku already offered-"

"Well now I'm offering!" Bakugou yelled, getting glares from other students around the three.

"Alright, alright, if it'll make you quiet down then fine..." (Y/n) gave Izuku an apologetic look.

Bakugou huffed, then sat down next to (Y/n) and glared at Izuku. "Scram, Deku."

"Sorry, Izuku..." (Y/n) mumbled.

"Ah, it's okay! Call me later, alright?" Izuku didn't seem too bothered.

(Y/n) nodded with a smile, watching their friend walk away. They then turned to Bakugou, who was sitting close to them. Their face grew heated, and they turned their gaze to the table. "R-right...let's just get this over with..."

~*~*~*

After a few hours, the pair had decided to stop their studying for the day. They left the school together, side by side and pretty much shoulder to shoulder. Bakugou finished the punchline of a joke to which (Y/n) laughed at. Bakugou let a smirk take over his lips, his crimson gaze lingering on their form.

Once their laughter died down, Bakugou glanced over at the sky. "Ah, hey, it's the golden hour."

"Woah, we stayed really late. Will Kirishima be upset that you spent so much one-on-one time with me?"

Bakugou grunted. "I dunno. You tell me."

"What? But...but aren't you two...dating?" (Y/n) looked at Bakugou in confusion.

Bakugou's gaze snapped to them. "Huh? No! I thought you and shitty hair were a thing! Don't think I haven't noticed how close you two have gotten, giggling and whispering in class and shit."

"Wha- but- so...so you're not dating him?"

"No! I thought you were dating him!" Bakugou yelled in frustration.

"No, but I wish!" (Y/n) yelled back.

Bakugou stopped and stared at them. He looked hurt. (Y/n) then spoke again.

"But I...I also want to date you."

"You...you want to date both of us?" Bakugou spoke with a rare soft tone. "As in...like...a polyamorous relationship?"

(Y/n) nods. "I guess something like that, yeah. O-only if you'll have me."

"Of course I would! Are you fucking kidding me?! I've liked you for a while!" Bakugou went back to yelling.

Both of them looked at each other for a moment before (Y/n) spoke up. "...I need to talk to Kiri."

"I'm coming with."

~*~*~*

(Y/n) knocked on Kirishima's door frantically, Bakugou standing really close behind them. It didn't take long for the red head to open the door.

"Oh, hey (Y/n)! Bakubro, you're here too? What's up guy-"

"Cut the shit, Kiri." Bakugou leaned over (Y/n) and rested his arm on the door frame. "Are you dating anyone?"

"Ah, no. Why?"

"Good. We need to talk to you." Bakugou pushed past (Y/n) and Kirishima and walked into his house.

Kirishima and (Y/n) shared a glance before the red head let them in. "So...what's this about?"

"We wanna date you." Bakugou spoke bluntly, crossing his arms.

"Ah-! Katsuki! I was gonna ease him into it!" (Y/n) fumbled at the spiky ash blonde.

"Well you shoulda beat me to it!" Bakugou yelled at them.

"W-wait, wait...you guys wanna let me in your relationship?"

Both Bakugou and (Y/n) stopped and stared at him. Kirishima blinked innocently.

"We're not dating." (Y/n) spoke.

"Yet." Bakugou closed his eyes and sighed through his nose.

"What?! I thought you were!" Kirishima exclaimed.

"I thought you and Bakugou were dating!" (Y/n) laughed.

"And I thought you two were a thing." Bakugou growled. "Anyways, Kiri, do you wanna date us or not? Like a polyamorous thing or some shit."

"Ye-yeah! I'd be honored!" Kirishima blushed. "I...I never thought this would happen...I'll be the manliest partner you two will ever have!"

"Alright don't get all emotional on us." Bakugou deadpanned.

"Aw Bakugou, leave him be. I'm getting a little emotional myself..." (Y/N) smiled sweetly up at Bakugou.

Bakugou blushed slightly and looked away. "Tch. Dumbass..."

Kirishima stepped closer to his new partners. "You...you guys are serious, right? It's not a dream, right?! (Y/n), pinch me!"

(Y/n) chuckled as they pinched Kiri. "It's not a dream."

"If it is a dream...I never wanna wake up..." Bakugou mumbled the last bit, still looking away.

"Huh? What was that?" (Y/n) looked up with Kiri.

"I said I...I never wanna wake up." Bakugou refused to look at his new partners.

Tears welled in Kiri's eyes, and he wiped them. "S-so, should we...should we plan a date? The three of us?"

(Y/n) grinned. "Yeah! Katsuki, what're you thinking?"

"Tch. Of course you'd choose the most superior planner." Bakugou gained his confident smirk back. "A dinner tonight. 8 pm. We all meet up at this noodle place tonight."

"Oh! Matsutake? That just opened! I've been wanting to go." Kirishima flashed his sharp teeth.

"Yeah." Bakugou nodded. "(Y/n)?"

"I'm game." (Y/n) grinned themselves.

"Good. I'll meet you both at the doors at 8pm sharp." Bakugou then kissed both Kirishima's and (Y/n)'s foreheads. "And don't be late, dumbasses!"

Then, he left his new partners dumbfounded. (Y/n) was the one to break the silence.

"S-sorry this was all so sudden, Kiri..."

"No no it's okay! I'm just as surprised as you are."

"Yeah, Katsuki sure has a way of surprising everyone..." (Y/n) covered their red face with their hands.

Kirishima chuckled. "Yeah, only Katsuki can make the first kisses then leave like nothing...anyway, you should probably head home so you can get ready for our date! Unless, you want me to dress you up in my clothes?"

(Y/n) laughed. "While very tempting, I'm not sure Katsu would like that very much. I'll see you there, Kiri."

(Y/n) then kissed Kirishima's cheek and left without another word. From outside, they could hear Kirishima losing his mind. It made them laugh.

Hawks falling in love for a mysterious motorcycle chick! ((Who's also an underground pro hero cuz why not)) (She/her or they/them which one you're most comfortable with)

((Got this idea from that one episode from steven universe where Pearl has a crush on this pink haired girl who rides a motorcycle lmao))

Ooooo I like this one, nonnie! I was driving home from work yesterday and saw a mysterious biker guy, actually. So it’s pretty ironic that I saw this in my inbox today lol. Also thank you for being my first request 🥺

Content: Reader is supposed to be gender neutral for this, so they/them. I wrote this whole thing in class under my desk though, and it’s not proofread, so let me know if you find any she/her. :)

Warnings: Some profanity, mild violence.

Notes: The Kawasaki Ninja is my favorite bike, btw. I might get one when I get older. Tron was kind of an inspo for this, at least the motorcycle part.

~*~*~*

Keigo stood rigid on top of a building, his wings slightly curling around him from behind. The wind ruffled through his feathers and hair, and slightly obscured his jacket. Glancing over the city lights as they bore a contrast to the night sky, he tried to spot any kind of abnormal activity.

Somebody had been riding around at night, being quite loud and disruptive. The press didn’t know if they were friend or foe, and blurred pictures were the only thing Keigo could go off of. He at least knew they rode some kind of motorcycle, if Keigo had to guess, he’d say it was a Kawasaki Ninja.

The person was in an all-black leather jumpsuit made for riding, and a full helmet to cover their face. It was Keigo’s job to find out who they were, and if they intended to do harm or save.

Every single rev of a motorcycle in the area made him perk up, but none of them were the one he was looking for. His wings fell in defeat as another passed him, once again not the one he was looking for.

“Maybe they changed bikes and outfits…?” Keigo muttered to himself.

As soon as he said that though, the familiar figure and bike raced past him, and towards another cyclist. Keigo grinned and flipped his visor down over his eyes. “Bingo.”

Taking off after them in the air, Keigo kept close to their trail. Obviously they were following the other biker with a purpose, a dangerous, high-speed chase beginning.

The bikers raced through the city, weaving between multiple cars. Keigo grit his teeth together, glancing at the involuntary witnesses to this chase. The biker in front of the mysterious one seemed innocent enough, so Keigo had pretty much answered his own question.

He was about to swoop down and grab the mysterious biker when they made a sharp right turn, following the biker in front of them. Keigo growled to himself before following close behind. This was now a one-way street that they were in, two lanes now. The mysterious biker merged into the next lane, and began to lean towards the innocent biker.

The innocent biker freaked out and turned into an alleyway, stopping before he could hit a wall at the end. The mysterious biker trapped him in and got off their bike. Keigo then fired off several feather plums, making a line between the mysterious biker and the innocent one. He descended from the air, glare on the one he just caught.

“Mind telling me what’s going on, here?”

“This man just robbed a house. I was trying to stop him.” The mysterious biker growled under their mask.

“And you have evidence of this how?”

“Got a tip and hid around the area for a little while, then I saw him walk in with empty pockets, and leave with full ones.”

Keigo paused and glanced at the man behind them. He was shaking, and his pockets did look full…

“Sir, empty those pockets.”

“E-excuse me?!” The male biker screamed. “That bastard just chased me a good ten blocks and you have the audacity to even believe one word they say?!”

“Please, it’s just a precaution, sir. Just doing my job.” Keigo put his hands up in mock surrender.

The guy quickly glanced around for any form of exit. Thats when Keigo knew this man wasn’t exactly innocent like he thought. He ran and tried to jump onto a fire escape, but Keigo’s feather plums rose and pointed at the man.

“Sorry sir, but it seems I was wrong. You’re gonna have to come with me.” Keigo glared at the man, then down at the mysterious biker.

Except, they were gone.

“Wha-?! Dammit, how did I miss them leaving…? Fuck it, at least I got this guy…”

~*~*~*

Keigo didn’t see them again for another week. Although, the press were happy to hear that this mysterious biker wasn’t a threat. Instead, now they praised them as some kind of “underground pro hero.”

However, he still got orders to keep an eye on them, and see if he could catch them again. He didn’t get very much information out of them the first time.

When they raced past his post, Keigo let a little smile slip before taking off after them. This was a different part of the city, so there would possibly be no small crime going on. Or, maybe none at all. He hadn’t received any word of anything going on, so he wondered what they could possibly be up to.

Keigo followed the biker until eventually they stopped at a bar. Parking in the back, they got off their bike while Keigo landed behind them.

“I knew you’d follow me.”

“Oh? How come?”

“Cause I know you’ve been tailing me for a while now.” The biker turned to look at the pro hero, helmet visor obscuring any view of their eyes. “Why?”

“Orders. Press wanted to know if you were friend or foe.”

“Oh, yeah, been seeing that shit all over my news feed lately. Honestly people just need to chill the fuck out.” The biker shrugged.

“Well now that they know you’re a friend, they’ll begin to calm down more.”

“Who said I was a friend?” The biker leaned slightly against their black bike.

Keigo narrowed his eyes through his own visor. The bikers shoulders bounced with laughter.

“I’m just kidding, don’t get your feathers ruffled.”

Keigo felt his heart tug at the bird pun.

“Besides, if I didn’t know you were following me, I would’ve just gone to the shitty bar down the street from my house. But, I’m nice, so I dragged you here.” The biker shrugged.

“I’m not sure if I can have drinks on the job.”

“Oh, I’m sure you can’t, Hawks. But you can at least have fun.”

His feathers shuddered at the way they said his hero name. “I have plenty of fun.”

“Sure. Being No. 2 hero leaves lots of room for fun, I bet.” The biker crossed their arms. “Well fine, if you wont go into the bar with me, then let me get your number.”

“Are you flirting with me?” Keigo asked.

“Maybe. It all depends on your response.”

“…I’d like to know what you look like first.”

“So you will give me your number?”

“Only if you take off your helmet.” Keigo narrowed his eyes.

The biker sighed and popped off their helmet. Shaking their head for their hair to reform, they opened up their eyes to give Hawks a narrowed stare.

Keigo thought their (color) eyes were stunning - they stopped him in his place. The biker gave him a small smile, which tugged at his heart.

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing, nothing, I uh…what’s your name?”

“(Y/n).” They then held their hand out expectantly.

“What, you wanna handshake? You already know-“

“No!” (Y/n) laughed. “Your number.”

Keigo smiled and chuckled himself. “Right, right.”

Writing his number on a piece of paper and handing it to them, (Y/n) read it over before pocketing the paper.

“Are you sure you don’t wanna come with?” (Y/n) motioned to the bar behind them.

“Sorry champ. Not tonight. But hey, give me call, yeah?”

(Y/n) nodded. “Yeah.”

Keigo then flew off. He felt like he got enough information to satisfy him, but maybe not his agency. However, he knew that over time he’d gather the correct information. Just, for now, he was more focused on that call he was going to receive from the mysterious biker, (Y/n).

random hcs about poly!thomas x reader x vincent

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

⁺. ⊹ the butcher and the artist

—both quiet and reserved

⁺. ⊹ the sweetest boys —they would treat you so well

⁺. ⊹ vincent loves you both!! so much!!!

—love language is gift giving & acts of service

—would gift you and tommy wax sculptures.

—he's made tommy a miniature chainsaw

⁺. ⊹ takes care of both of you

—makes sure you both are eating (will cook you lunch if needed; we love a chef)

⁺. ⊹ thomas adores you both

—love language is physical touch

⁺. ⊹ always caressing your faces whenever he gets the chance

—his way of letting you know he loves you. eyes staring into yours with so much adoration.

⁺. ⊹ both can & WILL kill for you (theyre just romantic like that)

⁺. ⊹ you and vincent teach thomas sign language

⁺. ⊹ vincent and thomas would have a deeper understanding for each other —it's a very rare chance/occurrence of you seeing them without their masks. it would take a lot of trust and comfort

⁺. ⊹ you'd be treated with so much love and care

⁺. ⊹ cheek kisses. forehead kisses. shoulder kisses. temple kisses. lots & lots & lots of kisses omfg holy fuckgin hhgdgsjsk