It's Just Not For You| Soshiro Hoshina

It's just not for you| Soshiro Hoshina

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Hoshina heard the door to the training room opened. He smiled and turned around to look at you. "back here again, eh?" You smiled back and walked up to him.

"Don't want me here? I can just leave, you know."

"Putting words in my mouth now?" He leans down to your height. "You're supposed to keep the bed warm for me tonight."

"And you're supposed to be cuddling me right about now." You put your hands on your hips. Hoshina laughed and backed away from you.

"It's the other way around for me!" He laughed. You looked down at his hands and stared at his swords.

"Are those real or fake?" You asked him, he stopped laughing and his lips break out into a smirk.

"Wanna find out?"

"Not in your way, gimme one." You held your hand out.

"I don't know, it could be too heavy for ya and you can hurt yourself."

"Just give it here!" You took one and you immediately lowered down, making the tip of the sword touch the ground. "It is heavy.." you huffed out. All you can hear is Hoshina's laughter. You tried to raise it up from the ground but you can only raise it a little and for a short period of time.

"I don't think killing Kaijuus is for you, stay with what you're doing now!" He laughed out loud. You pout and try to throw the sword at him but you only just throw it at a small distance.

"shut up! Why do you have such a heavy weapon anyway!" You glared at him.

"because I just like the weight of it and puts more power into my swings." He explained. He picked up the sword with ease and smiled. "It's late so we should just head home."

"After our midnight snack!" You smiled and could hear your stomach growling.

"Alright but I'm not paying~"

"Soshiro!"

"ok, maybe half~"

Thank you for reading!

The Tattoo (part one)

After scarabias overblot, and seeing what ace and Deuce were willikg to do for you, you were so touched that you decided ro get them tattooed on your body as a small heart and a spade. After that chaos ensues-

I'd you wanna read the while prolouge, then it's

Ace is oh so smug! What's this? You chose him?? Of course you would@ he wad your first friend here in twisted wonderland, and ge will continue to be your first in everything else... <3

He cant stop bragging about the tattoo, landing him in several collars from an enraged riddle and in frights with equally enraged students, but they can't do anything because you chose him of course! (Keep speaking like that delulu man and you will end up seriously hurt).

He cant stop thinking of the tattoo, loving how it matches his red heart on the eye to a T. As soon as he has enough money he's getting a tattoo of you, he promises himself that. He might ad well also get you a wedding ring right here right now-

He wants you to fill in the heart, as to show you chose him and not that goody two shoes Deuce! Pleaee please please do...

Deuce wants to cry out of happiness. You, the most beautiful and amazing and awesome and loveable and most godlike (crush) friend he could have, you have a tattoo of something referring to him..? He cant believe it. He feels his eyes well up in tears, it's too good to be true.

But he sees the tattoo etched into your skin, and he cant help bur he of so mesmerised with it. He cant stop staring, stop touching, stop csressing the scarfed skin where the ink is. He truly is Lucky isn't He...

He has already called his mom and told her EVERYHTING (well, everything this he has "seen" (delusional boy)) that has happened, and started taking about ehat wedding ring to give you with her. She is so exited her little boy is having such a beautiful relationship, you cant break her heart now can you..

Like Ace, he wants you to fill in the spade, to show that you chose him! Not that meany yucky Ace! He will always be the better option after all- he knows how to take care of you (and how to beat up the others!)

Cater feels awful. He wants to cry, he wants to sob, he wants to go lie in a hole and pass away. He thought you two were such great friends (he wants that friends to lovers arc)... why, why did you only get Ace and Deuce?? Is he not goof enough for you? He will change, he promises! Just please love him, chose him...

He will plant small hints. Oh this cute trend about matching tattoos, oh look this design looks amazing, yada yada yada... he will have a matching tattoo with you, and he will pull any strings to make it happen.

Trey feels off. He knows he isn't too close to you like those two Ace and Deuce, bur he knows you value him. Why did you only chose those two then? You csnt just get half the deck like that, its all or nothing. He tills you this only to have a chance of you getting his symbol on you. He would do anything for it.

He decides to do it himself, to show you how good it would look on you. You would look simply divine with that clover on you, you both know it. Please, please chose him, he will take care of you oh so well...

Riddle is furious. Red on the face, voice pitched up a notch, his hand reaching for his pen. This is unacceptable!! How DARE you marr your beautiful skin with these RULEBREAKERS symbols??!?!? He has to tlak some sense into you.

He expects a 10k word essay on how you were wrong and that you're sorry, along with a tart or two and a matching tattoo with him (that is bigger than both Ace and Deuce's tattoos combined-)

Jack is conflicted. He is in your close circle of friends. He hangs our with you everyday, he takes care of you (unlike those two dumbass cards), why did you chose them over him? It's unfair.

He will be way more protective of you. He has to show you he's the best for you, your one true mate, for life.. it can only be him, no one else. He would scent you as well, just like ruggie.

Ruggie wants to sob right in front of you. Why would you chose someone over him? He knows he isn't the smartest, the richest, bur he sure loves you the most! He will fight tooth and nail for that title!-

He will show it to you, he will show how he is the nest husband for you that there is, the most attentive! He will show you...

He also cannot afford to get you a tattoo, so instead he scents you, be that with his clothes, his cologne, anything that works he sure will do- for you, for your relationship..

Leona feels sick. You, chose someone over him? He is supposed to be your number one, you only.. just like how he is to you! This is unfair, he feels himself ger angrier and angrier the longer he thinks about it. He WILL have you and he for sure will have matching tattoos with your..

He is incredibly protective of you even after the chaos dies down, curling his tail around any of your available limbs and holding his hand right over the tattoo you have of those two dumbasses..

He even gives you some super expensive bracelets out of pure gold just to cover up that damn tattoo (he doesn't wanna hurt you but he still wants to rip that thing off of your body, only he gets to mark you)

I am incredibly sorry for the long wait, I got sick and have been so busy with everything else I couldn't get it done until now, bur I hope you all like the first part of the tattoo!!

Ily all and I wanna especially thank @yanknowalready for their beautiful writing in my comments, i would've made this post sm smaller if it weren't for your amazing ideas!- if anyone has ideas for tattoos for the other charas, ro tell in the comments I would love to hear them! <3

The Legend of the Prefect of NRC

Legend has it there was once a Prefect at NRC.

The Prefect appeared one day with chaos at their heels.

Not much is known about them as an individual, but they are known for their achievements.

They stopped great calamities that befell the Island of Sage.

At times, even stopped Twisted Wonderland from unraveling.

Not much is known about what happened to them.

Some say they returned from whence they came.

Some say they chose to stay.

Some say they even found romance or traveled the world.

But there is one aspect everyone agrees on.

They were cherished by all who knew them.

And they, in return, loved them just as much.

It is no wonder the Great Seven became the Great Eight in homage to the Prefect and those who lived in Ramshackle Dorm.

A statue of three ghosts, a chimera, and a hooded figure made of marble commemorates the newly established dorm at the Main Street of NRC.

Now you may wonder, what does this dorm represent?

It is based on the spirit of the Prefect of Legend, the one known to tame even the mightiest.

The Ramshackle Dorm is for those who do not belong. Those who have the potential for greatness beyond any normal means.

Now take the hand before you, for you have been chosen.

The Ramshackle Dorm welcomes you.

An old Hoshi sketch (that I updated recently) totally forgot about it 🤭💜

My Girl{T.S}

Part 2 of ?(UNEDITED)

Where a young, innocent woman moves to Small Heath unaware of the dangerous men lurking about the city.

The day after Adeline arrived she went out in search of a job in order to support herself. She had brought her life saving to Small Heath but she quickly realized that would only last about a month.

She arrived at a small shop called “Lesa’s Tailoring” before popping inside to see if she could find the owner of the establishment. Based on the name she assumed she should be looking for a woman when she spotted a middle aged man sorting through the racks of high end looking clothing.

“Excuse me sir, do you happen to know where the owner might be?” Adeline softly asked the man before he looked up at her.

“I own this place. What’ya need darling?” The man said in a thick Birmingham accent.

“Oh! I was just wondering if you were currently employing people, I just moved here and I’m really good at sewing all sorts of things I’ve gots lots of practice.” Adeline spoke not entirely properly due to not having schooling whilst growing up.

“Well you seem nice enough. I’ll let you work for a couple of days if I like what’cha do then I’ll hire ya” The man said as he studied her face for a reaction.

“Thank you! Oh thank you mister! My names Adeline Levine and I can really whenever you like.” The girl said white a bright smile that took up most her face.

“Tomorrow be here at 8. I’ll walk you through all the procedures of how to deal with the costumers and stuff. My names Fred Brown by the way.” The man said as he stood up from he’s kneeling position and then put his hand out for the girl to shake.

Adeline quickly put her much smaller hand onto his before shaking it and excusing herself out the shop.

Once on the street she began briskly walking back to her apartment with a Sargent smile still lingering on her face.

•••

The next day at the shop went well she learned how to take orders and measure customers for their clothes. She quickly learned that she enjoyed being around the man she worked for he was hard working and kind to her.

Fred and Adeline made small talk as he counted money and she swept the floors at closing time before he called her over and handed her a portion of the money from the register.

“I thought I wasn’t getting paid not till I was officially hired at least.” She said while glancing between him and the money in her hand with confusion.

“Well, I’ve decided you’re hired. You’ll work everyday but Wednesdays and Sundays- the shops closed on those days.” He said while holding the door open while she scurried out and watched him lock it.

“I’ll be here to work then.” The much shorter girl stated as she smiled up at him.

She wished him a good night before walking back to her apartment pridefully.

•••

The first official day of her working came quickly and she headed to the shop. As she was walking she took her time, having left early, observing her the city that somehow gave her hope at a change in life.

The walk was short to the shop and as she got there she noticed Fred was already in the shop getting ready to open.

“Morning Mr. Brown!” Adeline said to him before hanging up her coat and squatting down to get out the sewing material she would need for the day.

“Morning kid.” He said to her as he nodded his head to acknowledge her.

It was growing closer to closing time for the shop so Adeline began sweeping the floor as she hummed a song when the bell on the door rang, signaling that a customer walked in.

“Hello, what would you be needing today?” Adeline asked while still sweeping the floor not looking at the customer yet.

“Pickup for a suit.” The man stated in a monotone voice as she put the broom against the wall and dusted her hands on her skirt before glancing up at the distinguished man.

“Alright. What’s the name the suit is under and i find it for you.” Adeline said while sending a bright smile to the attractive man.

“The names Shelby.” The man told her as he glanced at his pocket watch before sighing and watching her walk to the corner and softly grabbing a suit from the crowded rack.

“Okay, Mr. Shelby that’ll be a pound for the tailoring.

He raised a questioning eyebrow at the gleaming girl due to him not used to being asked to pay for things because of his status in Small Heath.

“Do ya’ know who I am love?” He asked her as he continued to analyze her facial expressions.

“I know that you’re a Shelby as you told me that the name your suit is under. I am not sure exactly who you are I just moved here a week ago I’m not yet familiar with many people here.” The girl stated confused and upset with the tone he spoke to her in.

“Well that’s alright love, I’ll pay for the tailorings then.” He told her as he pulled out a wad of money from his coat pocket.

Just as the man was about to hand her a pound Fred walked in from the back of the store and rushed to the counter as soon as he noticed Thomas Shelby paying for his tailoring.

“Oi’ Mr. Shelby” Fred said as he swiftly pushed Adeline softly away from the counter.

“I apologize for the inconvenience you can keep your money she is new she doesn’t know people from the town yet.” Mr.Brown quickly spoke in a worried tone.

“Adeline anyone by the name Shelby doesn’t pay for tailorings remember that.” He softly scolded the girl behind him.

“It’s alright Mr. brown, the suit looks good she can keep the pound as a tip.” The Shelby man stated as he put the money on the counter and briskly walked away leaving Adeline slightly embarrassed and startled by the interaction.

•••

@mamawiggers1980 @perfectwinnermoon

[ too much energy ] "kaji..."

"what?!"

"did you seriously just walk into my shop, before class, and already injured?" you scowled back, rolling your eyes as you regarded his relaxed figure in the doorway. a part of you marvelled how he looked perturbed by your disbelief than he was of the blood freshly running down his arm. "you have way too much energy this early in the morning, dude."

"look, clown me all you want, but let's get one thing straight," he grit out. he jabbed a finger vindictively at you, followed by the insanely loud clacking of his stupid lollipop against his teeth. "i didn't get into a fight."

"colour me impressed," you couldn't help but quip sarcastically, though you motioned him to come closer to where you were rummaging under the counter. you were grateful that being so early, no one had come into buy flowers yet, since it would be a bit of a jump scare to find a man bleeding out.

"shut up," he hissed, glaring perpetually while he took a seat behind your counter, and sticking his arm out. it was amusing, how someone could look annoyed yet so charming in the same action. you almost wanted to comment on the his childish appearance, but you had a feeling he'd slap his headphones on and dash out if you did.

"well?" you prompted, pulling out a first aid kit and setting it on the counter. "what happened to your arm then?"

you could feel his hawkish gaze trail after your every move, scrutinizing each action with such intensity, you couldn't tell if he was pissed off or if he was under an enchantment.

"that granny lost her cat again," kaji said simply.

this boy, you cursed internally as you pulled out disinfectant and bandages. "and?"

"what do you think happened?" he scowled, canines flashing as he grit his teeth at the sting of the ointment. "it fucking scratched me when i caught it." he shook his fringe out of the way, perhaps to properly express his annoyance.

"you look much more handsome when you're angry," you blurted out, reaching up to push his hair back without thinking too much– after all, he was your boyfriend. but more importantly, it was much to his incredibly visible chagrin– by habit, he flinched, automatically trying to grab at his headphones, but he couldn't shake off your grip on his arm, leaving him to clutch one side like a damsel in distress, eyes wide and horrified.

but he calmed down quickly enough when you didn't pay him mind, too accustomed to his shenanigans, humming lightly as you focused on the bandages and keeping the heat from dancing up your spine. there was a simmering tension between you; unspoken, though his eyes were dead set on your nimble movements, the distinct weight of his gaze telling you he wouldn't look away, or more properly, he couldn't.

once you finally looked up from your finished work, you noted his eyebrows were knit together, the permanent glare on his face still written in stone, but his tone was somehow gentler than he let on. "look me in the eyes if you're gonna say stuff like that."

silence ensued, of course, your eyebrows quirking up as the obvious dangled from your tongue.

"kaji, you just looked like you were about to bolt outta here,"

"well, yeah, how else am i supposed to act when you say that?"

"i- i don't know," you stammered, suddenly hyperaware of how he wasn't looking away, how his eyes were practically tracing over every contour of your face with the intensity that could burn. "maybe- maybe act a bit more touched?"

"touched?" he echoed, a bit of incredulous sneer in his voice as he hopped off his seat. the abruptness of it all startled you as your back unwittingly hit the counter, and before you could make your own grand escape, he placed an arm on each side of you, effectively caging you in.

the sudden change up from the incredibly flustered kaji to this steamrolling behaviour made your head spin as you gaze up at him with wide eyes that were only met with a grey, smouldering gaze with the intensity of a storm.

"here," kaji swiftly popped out the lollipop from his mouth, holding it to you. you hesitantly took it from his hand, the question of "what the hell, dude?" bubbling at your lips when without a warning, he grabbed your face and kissed you.

short and sweet, but somehow still awfully fierce for that early in the day– you expected nothing less from ren kaji.

"now what was about?" you giggled as you pulled back, dotingly reaching up to smear your lip gloss onto his chapped lips. an act of giving and receiving, one could even say, since he'd left you with the sickeningly sweet taste of caramel on your tongue. "do you like it when i call you handsome?" you teasingly chimed.

"shut up," kaji grumbled once again, pushing his hair back and pressing his forehead against yours. "you looked cute and i just felt like it, that's all." maybe to someone else, that wasn't a fulfilling response, but you knew how straightforward kaji was, and that he wouldn't lie about something like that.

"well, if you're feeling like it then," you whispered, your lips bumping into his as you spoke, "you should kiss me again."

"demanding," kaji huffed out, though he hoisted you up onto the counter anyways without breaking a sweat, a small, but cocky smile on his face when you grabbed onto his shoulders for dear life.

"oh my god, at least warn me!" you complained. maybe you really should have kept an eye on the door, but with his figure before you, and slotted between your legs and the his hand gently coaxing you forward by the nape of your neck, it was hard to care.

"you have way too much energy to yap in the morning," he chided indignantly, but the way he was already leaning up suggested otherwise.

"hey, you're the one who–!"

"morning, (name)! did kaji already pop by– oh,"

"w-w-we'll just– uh– s-see you at school, k-kaji!?" enomoto managed to croak out before they both scurried away with mildly red faces, reminding you less of the teenage gang members they were and more of children.

you almost fell off the counter, had it not been for kaji's reflexes, but the damage had been done, and the lollipop he'd entrusted you with fell to the floor with a dull thud as enomoto and kusumi blinked at the two of you with horrified expressions.

"hey boys," you greeted casually with a wave.

"oh my, we've made a scandal, darling," you joked– regrettably, or so you thought later in the day when the rest of the tamon team's second years started cooing at at poor kaji. perhaps it was a lesson to not be so energetic in the mornings from then on.