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5 ODDLY SPECIFIC ROMANTIC THINGS YOU GOT TO EXPERIENCE WITH HIM !

chifuyu matsuno x fem!reader.

the tiktok trend but it’s just a dump of my headcanons with him. separate headcanons with a scenario about it.

themes. fluff. crack. mentions of swearing.

soundtrack. click the headcanons to see the song that suits the scene !

tagging. @keimisan @notsocoolnana @mqnjiro @n6hoya @01-20-1992 @lila-skies @8kh @blondbirb

notes . . . look, i went overboard with the scenarios and literally made quite a drabble for each headcanon (it was unintentional i swear). so please read every single bit of it and sorry for grammatical errors i was too excited to write this. my favorite is the first and last one that i wrote, let me know which one is yours <3

“oddly romantic things that i get to experience with him? well…”

sharing earphones while you walk together

you both have a habit of sharing your earphones with each other, whether in class, on the train, or even in packed hallways.

if you're too far behind him, chifuyu will exclaim, "oi, you're walking so slowly. the more you stay behind, and the cord will snap.”

to be honest, it was just a poor excuse to put you right beside of him, just so you both can walk along with each other, side by side. simply so he could have a better feel for your embrace. despite this, chifuyu lacks the courage to tell you about it, so he believes that few subtle tactics will do.

in any case, in the event that you actually haven't swiftly hurried your steps up to his pace, the boy will stop his means, turned around towards you. "hey, c'mon." while he briskly pulled your hands and interlaced his fingers onto yours. "dont make me wait longer than this."

“is this all just a ploy to get closer to me, chifuyu?” your brows wrinkled and you flashed a cheeky grin, which was followed by a loud giggle, even some several people on the streets may have heard it.

chifuyu has been attempting to get closer to you all week, getting closer in the sense of physically near to you, enveloped by your warm touch, but he got caught in the act.

face was hot crimson, concealing the fact that he was all flustered by appearing to be oblivious to the fact that you had suspected his intents all along. “shut up, you were just walking so slow and so far behind that my earplugs may rip—“ “fine, if that’s what you said. but what about this?”

your other hand was pointing towards his hand, which had been squeezing you for the past minute. “however, could you explain this?”

for a short second, chifuyu mistook you for being furious cause he was grabbing your hand in that manner; he described it as a selfish gesture. but, for the time being—hearing your words, seeing your smile, and especially feeling your hand—if you were angry with him for grabbing your hand in the first place, you would have yanked it out.

but you didn’t.

chifuyu stared down at his other interlaced hand before returning his gaze to your pupils. he stole one of the earbuds from you and inserted it into his left ear after a brief hesitation.

“maybe cause i thought you might like it.”

he buries his face behind your shoulder out of embarrassment after a kiss

it was your first time, you two, both inexperienced hopeless romantics attempting to do the big K word. a kiss on the cheeks or on the forehead is a common thing between you two. but what about a kiss on the lips?

they say the first kiss is amazing. this is a time when emotions run wild, when two people's eye contact signals desire, and when the personal experience about to unfold is full with sensation as if time has stopped at the moment.

and none of you expected your firsts to be a spontaneous affair.

not every moment is ideal for a kiss, at least that's how chifuyu sees it. everything has to be perfect, just right, and spotless. how the warmth of your intimacy and the synchrony of your breathing and how both partners build up the moment. every little aspect was important for him.

all of this was taught in the usual shoujo manga he frequently bought.

but all of those months of studying the case of "kissing your partner 101" were for naught when you switched to a different lip balm one day. your lips were the same, but they appear plumper and more luscious. chifuyu can't stand it; all he wants is a taste of you.

despite this, he refuses to change his "ideal" vision for his first kiss. you subconsciously sucked your lips and reapplied your lip balm as he was looking at your plump mouth. that's all there is to it. it was the final straw for him.

"hey,” chifuyu paused before continuing, “could you stay still for a moment for me?”. following then, he simply stand in front of you with no statements made, he didn't even move an inch. you felt like he was examining your face, so you said involuntarily, “is there anything on my face?”

is it possible for me to get a taste of you? is the response he would give you, but the problem is that his lips feel stuck, as if they were zipped. all his mouth can do at that point is to brush up against your moistened lips.

and then he unleashed it all on you.

he doesn't anticipate the golden moment to come exactly when he wants it to since the kiss was as spontaneous as a lightning strike. nonetheless, he had a slew of strange sensations in his body during the initial kiss. it felt like his adrenaline is pumping. chifuyu's pulse rate increased significantly, as did his breathing pattern.

in retrospect, it was way nicer than he had expected. better than he had hoped for. it was ideal. it was perfect.

but he didn't realize he'd done it until your warm and soft lips brushed across further into his. for a split second, chifuyu's face glows crimson all the way up his neck to the tip of his ear. he yearned for it to stay longer, for the clock to stop ticking. you get a sense of what it must be like to be in paradise at that time.

and as he came out of the kiss, he didn't say anything. the boy would simply move closer to you, but this time it wouldn't be with his lips. he buries his face in your shoulder, trying to hide the terribly embarrassing situation he has put himself and you in.

"i'm sorry," he muttered beneath your collar. you could feel your crook growing warmer, not because of your own, but because of his cheeks, which were getting hotter by the second.

showing up at your house on the spur of the moment to say something inconvenient

after so many months of dating, you and chifuyu have formed a separate set of behaviors. one of them has a peculiar quirk that you could notice occasionally. and what exactly are we talking about here? let's say your lover has a tendency to appear at your door seemingly out of nowhere.

and what happens when he sees you? the boy would just say something that makes no sense. it's a really unusual manner that you don't often see on people, so when he does it, a mixture of uncertainty and joy rushes through your body.

“chifuyu what are you doing here?” — “oh, your home was near to where toman had a meeting, so i figured why not stop by for a minute?” (a lie, it’s actually 30 minutes away from your house)

“and what is it again today?” — “i saw this claw machine that reminded me of you, so i tried it and got the prize out of it” — “chifuyu it’s 10 p.m. and you know you can give it to me tomorrow at school.”

nothing can stop him from continuing to perform this strange act. no matter how bad things were between you two, chifuyu would still come to your place merely to say anything random.

you noticed him kicking pebbles in front of your house the other day, attempting to draw your attention to the fact that he's still here to play pranks on you, and you called him out on it. "what?" you demanded in the coldest voice you'd ever spoke, hands forming a cross in the air and a sigh filling the room. "aren't we still mad at each other? what brought you here in the first place?"

“i’m not in the mood to talk to you, but there’s a message from peke j,” he stopped kicking and picked up one of the rocks, throwing it far away, "my cat said he missed you.”

“pfft, chifuyu, what a pathetic excuse. so your cat actually miss me? only your cat?"

“ah, i forgot to say it, but he said that the owner might miss you too.”

take you out for the night just for you to run around the empty streets and play tag

01.45. it was precisely at quarter to two a.m when you heard something hitting your window. prung! one. you didn't give it much thought at first. prung! prung! two. three. but as you ignored it, the sound increased louder. all you could see as you switched your gaze to your window were small rocks tossed by a peculiar someone.

took no time to figure out who was responsible for the obnoxious sounds of your window being busted. you had a hunch, that one specific passerby—matsuno chifuyu, at the back of your mind.

as you opened the window, you let out a scream, but not loud enough to wake up your parents. "what the hell are you doing? if one day my windows are going to break, then you're money will be listed in my dollar bills." chifuyu didn't respond to your outburst, instead staring at you oddly. "would you like to run around the streets with me?"

"are you out of your mind?" you fumed while keeping your voice low as possible, "it's literally 2 am in the morning, and why aren't you asleep yet?"

chifuyu drew nearer to your fence, frantically climbing it to get closer to you. "well, look who's the one talking. why are you not asleep?"

this felt somehow similar to you. yeah, it's like those knights in shining armor attempting to rescue their princess from a fortified tower. chifuyu will be the knight, and you will be his princess. "oh my! look who's attempting to save me from my evil stepmother. my chivalrous knight-in-shining-armor!”

instead of being perplexed by your strange retort, he just goes with the flow. "oh, my lady, i’ve been looking for you all along. i’ll rescue you from the misery that your cruel stepmother has placed you in." he extended his hand, much like the characters in a victorian era film, but you didn’t continue the act with the next reply. “chifuyu, put an end to this. so corny that i’m tempted to jab your cheek with my index finger.”

chifuyu motioned for you to take his hand again. "you were the one who started it. by the way, my hands are getting a little tired from holding out in anticipation of being taken in by someone." you faked a gasp to imply that you'd forgotten about it, and chifuyu merely rolled his eyes at you.

then you immediately descend to the ground from your window, with chifuyu close following. "if my parents find out, they'll murder me." you took a risk as you and your boyfriend fled your home fast. "relax, it's not the first time you snuck out of your house just to meet me," chifuyu grinned and took your hand as he sprinted even faster.

"okay, i thought it was just a one-time thing. i didn't think you'd take me out again during these hours." your legs stopped moving as you became worried about the thought of you getting caught.

"i mean, if you really miss me that much then just say it."

chifuyu scurried away from you after that teasingly response. he tried to divert your attention, and it worked. "i was serious, you fucking little prick! GET YOUR ASS HERE, I'M GOING TO SLAP YOU THIS TIME FOR REAL!”

it wasn't planned, but you're now playing tag and chasing chifuyu in the middle of the streets at midnight. "tag! chifuyu, you're it!" you raced away as fast as you can before he catches up with you at lightning speed.

"shit!” an curse word was muttered under his breath, ”be on the lookout ‘cause i’m coming at you!” the air was freezing cold when the boy sprinted through the deserted streets and in a matter of seconds he was standing in front of you.

“anddd, ta—" he tried to grab you by your arm, but he fell and rolled about the ground. you took a few extra steps slowly and then turned around to watch the situation unfolded. seeing him failed miserably to tag you was hilarious.

it was far too amusing for you not to laugh at his shameful tragedy, and you ended up falling to the ground as a result of your uncontrollable laughter. "OH, OH, UH, OH—that’s, that's awful, but a really—UH, OH—good one chifuyu,” your loud chuckle snuffed out every word of yours. “FUCK. chifuyu, i. i. i CANNOT STOP!”. you can feel tears are starting to gather due to your unstoppable laughter.

"DAMN, YOU SHOULD'VE SEEN IT FOR YOURSELF. IT ACTUALLY WAS—WELL, IT WAS JUST SO—HAHAHA,” and for the third time, your phrase was shortened because to your snicker. “AAAHH! quit talking about it! my fucking foot slipped on something." chifuyu let out a frustration in his tone with a tint of red that starts spreading on his face—which made you think that it's even funnier.

your boyfriend was probably angry with you laughing your ass off at him. however, he had a nice giggle as well after seeing you laughing so freely at his stupid acts due to his own foolishness.

even better, you weren't discovered sneaking away by your parents. truly making it the best night of your life.

coming into your room at midnight and sleeping next to you when you're deep asleep

"oi! you still awake?"

a ringing shout pierced your window opening, but it didn't wake you up because you were already deep in your slumber.

usually when he'd wake you up at midnight, you'd normally just lock him out of your sight. but not this time. today was different, since you had already fallen asleep when he rang your doorbells, alerting you to his presence.

your boyfriend has been waiting for you to arrive at your normal spot to welcome him, and his legs have been going in circles for the past two minutes, but you have yet to come down. what a surprise, she's already dozing off?

because he didn't want to bother you any longer, chifuyu turned around and took a couple of steps away from your house. it was pointless to bother you if you were already sleeping. if only he'd arrived faster than planned, he might have snapped a picture of your irritated expression.

he swiveled his gaze back to your second-floor bedroom, where the window was still open, allowing him to catch a glimpse of you as you lay in bed. DING! a lightbulb goes off in his head right then and there. right! that's it!

as his quick body looped over the fence, chifuyu gently began to scale your window, taking care not to make any ominous noises that could startle you or your parents who were in the other room.

when he finally made it up there, he landed aggressively on your carpet at the entrance. bruk! it produced a loud noise that might have knocked you over. his body was remained frozen to the ground as he muttered under his breath, "crap," in an attempt to make no audible disturbance. possibly 20 seconds had elapsed since he held his legs in a rock-like position in order to remain silent.

chifuyu gently shifted his weight to the right side of the bed, which appeared to be free for him to lie down there. knowing you'd detest it if he came into your bedroom wearing unclean clothing, he quickly undressed and threw his garments on the ground. in his eagerness to be there alongside you, hugging and caring for his adored girlfriend, he didn't bother to clean it up first.

hands slid over bed sheets, making them lower and giving him room to slither straight under it. he does it very slowly and gently in the hopes that you won't wake up.

then he simply stared at you, admiringly. chifuyu was enamored with your entire features, from your eyes to your lips to your nose. it's a little unnerving, but he was also paying attention to the rhythm of your breathing as you were dozing off.

while this isn't the first time he's examined you in this manner, it never ceases to amaze him that he's so lucky to have someone like his lover, who is currently napping off in his arms. all of the romantic mangas he read did not prepare him for the real thing, merely some counterfeit scenarios in his brain.

well that's what happened: chifuyu lowered his head to kiss your forehead and kept it there for a few seconds before pulling his lips away. with the most coveted of eyes, chifuyu hushed as he watched your slumber.

"i still find myself falling asleep with you on my mind, you know? even though you're right beside me now."

"how did i manage to get you? maybe i'm just lucky."

"and because of that, i promise to love you forever."

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© MQTSUNO. 2021

oh my god😭 oh jesus😭

a young man in pictures - kazutora x reader

for @mommysano​

cw: artist!kazutora is a simp. that’s it. that’s the tweet. 

It’s the first time you’ve seen Kazutora’s room.

It’s cliched to say it’s not what you expected, but it really isn’t. Kazutora is gentle to you always, but there’s a bit of wildness in his eyes, in the large tattoo that adorns his neck and in the locks of his hair. 

So you don’t expect it. 

There’s something calming about being in his bedroom. It’s much cleaner than you anticipated and there’s organized clutter in the corners, of brushes, paints, pens and inks. A well-loved plant (or dying, maybe you’re optimistic) sits on the windowsill and is exposed to sunlight. The beige tones of his wall and the soft brown of his curtains somehow offset the hideous leopard duvet on his bedspread. 

There’s a candle burning, one that smells like maple and fragrant wood, and you’re shocked that he’s the type of man who burns candles.

You spend a moment to take it all in and you can feel Kazutora’s hesitancy, as though he’s waiting for an assessment. He’s almost holding his breath. 

You smile.

“Did you clean up for me?”

He laughs and the tension breaks.

“Yes and no.”

There are two scrolls on the wall that are well spaced and murmur something about perseverance despite adversity and learning how to forgive oneself. When he sees you focus on them, reading the script carefully, he tries desperately to avert your attention as though he’s embarrassed.

“Did you write those yourself?” You ask.

He stammers very slightly before nodding yes instead. 

“Your handwriting is so beautiful,” you compliment him, letting your fingertips graze the soft fabric. You wonder if he chose it himself. 

There’s something about being in this space that makes you fall a little bit more in love with him. 

You still haven’t sat down and he tries to direct you to the chair at his desk - the bed would be too suggestive. You smile to yourself because you aren’t children, and yet he is as awkward as a teenage boy interacting with a girl for the very first time.

And then you see it. 

There’s a large sketchbook closed on top of his desk with two pencils atop it. Your eyes are immediately drawn to it and so are your hands. 

You glance at him for permission, of course. An artist’s sketchbook bears more of their soul than anything else - you know this very well from your own younger sister whose creative passion has only ameliorated your life. 

“Can I?”

He nods. 

You take a seat finally and leaf through the pages carefully, making note of every single line and splash of color. The drawings are of places and of people, portraits and scenes, and every person is drawn with such exquisite detail and connection to their environment that before he even tells you that they’re pictures of people he loves, you already know.

You move to his bed and he sits beside you, as you curl up, turning page after page. He tells you about everyone in his life, some you’ve already met like Chifuyu and Baji, his parents (the feelings towards which are muddled and complicated), and many others. It’s a fun experience, especially when he gives you a little story about each person.

Even though you are still getting to know him, he’s turning into an old friend.

And then you find yourself. 

There’s a small gasp that leaves your throat the first time.

The people he loves,  you think. 

There are more of you, at the park, smiling, thinking, and there’s one of you and him, where you hold hands like you are starting to do now, sitting side by side, your head on his shoulder.

Maybe he’s a prophet. Or maybe he’s willed you two as you are now into existence. 

Either way, he’s put your relationship to paper.

And art imitates life.

I LOVED THISSSSSS AAAAAA

guys just read this, i guarantee it's going to heal y'all dark souls

the way i can literally picture this asshole going kaboom💀kachaw💀 kskdksksk he so stupid i love him to pieces i want to cry

C. MATSUNO﹕୨ʚĭɞ୧﹕LAME DELINQUENT

“remember that i’ll wait for you, and will always be here to look after you, chifuyu.”

chifuyu matsuno x fem!reader.

in which chifuyu seeks your comfort while you treat his wounds from a fight he was in earlier. bonus scenario included. 1.6k words

themes. literal fluff and COMFORT. crack.

soundtrack. what once was!her’s

tagging. @mqnjiro @notsocoolnana as my hypeman <3

notes . . . finished this 2 weeks ago but at that time i haven't write the bonus scenario yet. hope you enjoy with this comfort cliche chifuyu fic i made :)

being one’s delinquent girlfriend was a challenging thing to do. at the very least, it was for you—chifuyu matsuno’s much-loved girlfriend.

dating a delinquent doesn't guarantee you'll be excellent at fighting anyhow, so 'challenging' doesn't entail you have to join him if he gets into a fight.

it’s actually the opposite of it.

'challenging' it's when you just have to meet him at your front door every time, and chifuyu has to greet you with the largest sheepish smile you've ever seen. when it comes to his condition, he pretends as though he is not guilty that they are covered in huge wounds, that his lips are bleeding from cuts, or that there is a dark purple bruise under his eye. he can't help himself; he can't help but laugh at you, as much as he doesn't want to. your reaction to it, no matter when gets him.

your boyfriend has a knack for steering the subject as if you aren't plainly concerned about his current situation. while strolling around your room like he was looking for something (although he wasn't, he simply wants to escape the impending scolding), he says, "oh it's nothing." it's nothing your ass, then why did you come to me in the first place if it's not about treating to your wounds—you wondered in the back of your mind.

woah! i didn’t remember this shoujo manga before here. is this new to your collection?

please chifuyu, just sit down and let me—

babe, isn’t this the standee you were talking about a few days ago?

oh my god chifuyu, please.

it'll take a good amount of time to shut him up and simply follow your order to sit on your bed. his hands formed a straight line in the opposite of his face, imagining like he was being detained by the police, he would respond alright, alright repeatedly as he gently sat on the bed.

chifuyu pondered for a while, waiting for you to finish whatever you were doing at the time. however, the boy will get up again and begin to trail you around the room. he kept an eye on you as you turned to face him.

'fuyu, why are you following me around? didn’t i tell you to sit so i can take after your wounds?

what are you doing?

chifuyu acts nonchalant about your words and the fact that you're going through your medical supplies to care for him. he hasn't let down his guard in the last 15 minutes since arriving here and still kept trying to divert your attention about him, but who wouldn't notice when your partner was battered half to death by someone else?

you had had enough of his antics, so you weren't shocked. although the tough attitude isn't necessary when you know perfectly well that the boy came to you for help with his fresh wounds, it still rubs on your nerves.

once he settled in with the situation—letting his guard down—he would be seemingly quiet. silence loomed over the both of you before you dared to speak something in front of him pertaining to his current affliction.

my view looks very awful here, you know.

ouch, your words hurts a bit, babe.

but which one hurts more? my words or your wounds i’m tending right now.

your ruthless rebuke caused him to clench his teeth. now, he can't deny your planned fuss over the next few minutes because that was the first thing you spoke following that extended pause.

chifuyu was 99 percent certain that you'd go into a series of never-ending ramblings about why he got into another fight; it was a regular thing you'd do anytime he got himself hurt. as for his answer, it is usually either toman-related stuff or someone annoyed me so i gave them a solid whipping but they turned out to be stronger and giggled afterwards. regardless of how absurd his arguments may sound, you accept them anyway.

both of you would be embracing every intimate moment as you cared for him, loving each other with a huge hug and a soft peck on the forehead after you'd finished taping the bandages into his skin. not to mention the complaints he'll hear from you.

he is aware of your complaints about his injury since you were concerned about him. chifuyu is never upset; on the contrary, he allows you to chastise him on a regular basis. even if you were constantly reprimanding him, he finds it adorable and it distracts him from the pain.

maybe chifuyu gets into fights on purpose simply to see you like this.

but he wasn't seeing it today.

you didn't chastise him while tending to his bruises, which was opposite to his expectations. he wants to question you about it, but he feels as though an invisible barrier is preventing him from doing so. is she, for once, really mad at me? no, she isn't. oh, she is. she's madder than usual.

babe, can you lift up your bangs for me?

one. chifuyu was absentmindedly spacing out.

babe? chifuyu?

two. he sees you wavering your hands in front of him but still, it wasn't able to shake him off.

matsuno chifuyu.

three. it was when you addressed him by his full name that he snapped out of his gaze.

“w-wait, okay, it’s my fault, i was pissed off from bunch of other thugs saying toman was some ratty gang. i knew they intentionally made fun toman to piss me off, i couldn’t help it and—“

the words sprang out of the boy's mouth like lightning. followed by exhalation and a brief break in his speech before continuing. "im, im sorry."

with that stated, he raises his look, locks onto your eyes, but then quickly shifts his focus to the bookcase across from you. chifuyu shouted it all out of frustration—it wasn't even directed at anyone—but he felt bad for really making you upset.

a quiet moment was created yet again, but this time you cracked it with a cackle. you laughed heartily as chifuyu looked at you with skepticism. what if he was overthinking things all along? however, this does not explain your silent treatment. or is this another snarky retort since you're still upset?

his imagination wandered to another round of dramatization.

even though he's in his own brain, he can still hear you chuckling in the back of his head. he has no idea why you are laughing right now. is it possible that this is a joke? an overly analytical joke on him would be unforgivable.

why are you laughing so loudly? is there anything funny here? and aren’t you mad at me?

he heard your giggles quieten after he asked you the question that has been on his mind for a long time now. it takes a great deal of guts to speak that out loud. you thought his anxiousness had simmered down? no. waiting for your response made him even more sweaty.

but why would i be mad?

then you cradled his face in your arms, his gaze returned to you. his nose is hurting from the alcohol odor emanating from your fingertips, but what's more interesting is the extremely odd response. this wasn't on the list of 10 replies he was anticipating.

because i got into a fight, again. didn’t you say you hate me getting into one?

though happy that you were not outraged, chifuyu still hasn't grasped the reality that you were not displeased with him. the way you used to scold him, you should be infuriated with him today—but you're not. that side of you that takes care of him when he's misbehaving, he wants to see more of.

i never said i’ll hate you for that.

apart from that, i doubt that you'd listen to me anyways, even if i told you not to get into fights. everything depends on what you want to do and it's not because i care nothing about it.

“i warned you about getting yourself injured for nearly one hundred times now but,” you said as your hands slid away from his cheeks and held his calloused hands securely—holding them tightly and locked your eyes into his with deep mesmerization, “but if you happen to get into one, just remember one thing.”

“remember that i’ll wait for you, and will always be here to look after you, chifuyu. aside from that, i like it when you knock my door in the middle of the night."

after that, no words were left unsaid. the whole time, chifuyu was thinking about all the things that were pointless in the first place, thinking about all the conceivable outcomes. you provided him with reassurance and comfort after all of his contemplation.

chifuyu promptly grabbed your arm in an embrace after feeling a burning in his eye. your boyfriend whispered under his breath, "man, im so lame..." tilting his head and hiding in the crook of your neck so that you wouldn't see the tears streaming down his cheeks. "because i got myself engaged again, and lost the fight when i expected to win, i felt you were furious, simply so i could be scolded again as usual."

you happen to enforce the cuddle. comforting him once again, "you're hilarious, 'fuyu." so you'd rather have me scold you for this?” the child did not respond, instead tilting his head so you could see his face. “right? i'm such a lame-ass that i expected you to annoy me and worried when you didn't.”

“yeah, you are one. you’re my really lame delinquent. and i love you for that.”

bonus little scenario !

"still, i don't think it's fair that i lost that fight. can you image me almost winning if i just punched that fool a couple times until he pass out? that motherfucker, on the other hand, opted to call his—AAAHH" when you decided to massage more alcohol into his wounds, making them sting even more, his words were cut short.

chifuyu abruptly stopped you from polishing his skin with another cotton that was moist from the alcohol. he gave the most adorable puppy eyes which meant please don't rub it again, it hurts like crap, have mercy on me. but did it prevent you from handing it to him? no.

"AAHHH, FUCK IT HURTS SO BAD, WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME?"

"you dramatic ass, you did this to yourself. i'm just treating the wounds that you got from the fight."

despite the dramatic vision of him screaming at the top of his lungs from the agony caused by the alcohol. chifuyu is still unable to shut the fuck up. really.

and you know? i went kaboom, kachaw on him! after 2 punches he went flying!

chifuyu, babe. stop moving your hands please, can you see im trying to plaster your upper arm now?

oh okay, sorry babe.

but he didn't stop the hand movements.

they went boom boom! paw paw! on me but i still managed to keep my composure and didn't—

for the love of god chifuyu, stop moving your hands or i'll pour alcohol on you again.

HEYYY! THAT'S NOT FAIR!

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© MQTSUNO. 2021

THIS

my favorite part about tokyo revengers is the baggy pants they wear

those black pants are of great importance to me

WHY is this so perfectly written?????@&$&@

my mind is blowing

SLEEPING HCS

— contains. most of toman me thinks

— content/tags. fluff, just literally .. nothing but fluff yeah

— a/n. sorry for not posting again! this is super rushed so there’s so many typos!!

baji runs warm no matter what. personal heater. literally just radiating heat. sleep fighter, heavy snorer, like you know the dad snore that shakes the house? those. he likes to cuddle but you end up all sweaty and gross because he’s just so hot. kicks the covers a lot bc he gets hot and pulls you close to his chest when you start shivering. the type to let you warm your cold feet on his leg. mumbles your name and cute little phrases in his sleep, although a lot of the time he kicks and you get pushed off pls.

kazutora runs cold. ice cold toes, always presses them up on your leg and it’s so annoying bc he giggles and it’s cute but STOP SIR! sleeps curled up in your side like a kitten, fingers clutching at your shirt - please hold him, he just wants to be touching you in any way possible. if you move away, he starts whining and tugging you back, it’s so cute please. DROOLER. he drools in his sleep but it’s endearing because it’s him. has to sleep with like 5 extra blankets, it’s so cute, snuggles under them and yeah. love him <3

chifuyu does not care how you wanna sleep. he’s up to be big or little spoon, cool with holding you to his chest or him on yours. he’s easy to sleep with. cuddle bug and a sleep talker. his sleep talk is always about work, he’s arguing with kazutora or asking baji about what he should do next - so cute. only snores if he’s really, really tired, but they’re cute little light snores, like barely there. he sleeps with his mouth parted in a little ‘o’ and he constantly scrunches his nose too. overall, best sleeping partner.

i think draken is perfect in every aspect, he’s huge and lanky he’s not the best big spoon if you’re smaller than him - but he thinks you clinging to his back with you little body is so cute. warm but doesn’t make you sweaty, he’s just that perfect temperature, also great at giving hugs, not too tight, it’s just right. he’s pretty quiet, but sometimes he snores really fucking loud and it’ll literally jolt you out of your slumber 💀.

izana my love, he’s sometimes a sleepwalker and it’s fucking terrifying. he’ll bolt up and start talking about some random ass shit and it’s so scary 😭 you’re like ‘babe?? ARE U OK??’ he’ll stop within a few minutes and just slump back down against the pillows. mumbles a lot, sometimes says ‘i love you’, can be warm or cold, usually pretty cool. likes to be held and snuggled into your chest. cutest ever.

i just know mikey is annoying to sleep with. blanket stealer, drools, kicks sometimes. also such a heavy sleeper that you could punch him and this mfer would not WAKE THE FUCK UP!!!! someone could be breaking in and making the most noise possible and you turn to him and he’s knocked out still. cutest yawns ever, like a little cat, also cute snores, tiny and barely there <33 little spoon and also sleeps on your chest.

mitsuya is silent to the point where it’s scary. you think he’s dead half the time, if he falls asleep in a position he’ll wake up in that position. holds you tight and keeps you warm, makes sure there’s an even amount of duvet for both of you. if you say his name or make a noise that indicates distress or something, he’s up and awake, calming you down and asking you what’s wrong.

takemichi little spoon agenda. malewife fr. he literally sucks his thumb sometimes if he’s tired enough. ADORABLE. he’s a drooler, but apart from that he’s pretty chill. curls up into a ball and asks you to hold him from behind and just passes out so easy. an occasional mumbler, normally talking about his friends or you. if you have a pet you bet it’s snuggled up in his arms and the three of you make lil spooning train <33

omg naoto loves when you sleep on his chest. the weight makes him feel so sleepy and happy, it calms him down. the feeling of your breath against his neck always lulls him to sleep and he loves listening to you talk about your day as he winds down. a light sleeper, wakes up at the simplest movement or sound and he’s super attentive to you throughout the entire night.

inui little spoon preference but he’s happy with whatever you want. he just wants to feel all warm and loved and happy in your arms :(( loves when you press little kisses to his neck and jaw from behind. quiet, sleeps with a little pout on his face and furrowed brows. has that occasional like… idk how to explain it huffy breath, it’s so cute and he startles during his sleep sometimes.

Junji Ito x Odio 首吊り気球 (The Hanging Balloons)  c o l o r f u l from the collected stories (Shiver)