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Why is Hiori so hot here dammit

the first thing you say when kaiser picks up your call is, “were you asleep?”

your clock currently reads 2:03 a.m., but with the blinds of your window fully shut, you’re barely able to see your hands in the glow of the digital surface. it’s been a long time since you last had trouble sleeping but you’ve been tossing and turning for hours now, lying on your back and staring at the ceiling, willing the sun to rise.

“uh… no,” kaiser says, voice still groggy. the yawn that escapes into the receiver tells you otherwise though (and your heart softens at the fact that he picked up your call regardless). “what’s wrong, baby?”

“hm, nothing. i just can’t sleep.”

“nightmare?”

“yeah, i dreamt of you.”

“you’re so mean.”

“i’m kidding,” you giggle, turning to your side, imagining him laying right next to you. “i haven’t been able to sleep at all.”

kaiser sighs, his voice then drowned out by some sort of rustling on his end before it’s quiet again. “why don’t you imagine your darling boyfriend holding you close in bed?”

kaiser is criminally good at reading your thoughts actually, but you’ve never once expressed it to keep from fueling his ever-growing ego. letting him know too often would certainly give him an unneeded confidence boost and you’d be the one to suffer the consequences the most—but you figure you can let it slip this one time.

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imagine...

dating itoshi rin! ♡

woah mama!!!

bullies to lovers with kaiser?? yes please

anyways i think i should stop writing about kaiser at this point 💀💀

bully kaiser! who would always snicker at you whenever you answer a question and turns out your answer was wrong.

bully kaiser! who pretends to bump into your shoulder everytime you past each other in the hallway, making you drop your notes to the floor.

bully kaiser! who would stick his leg out and making you trip in the cafeteria, laughing at your clumsy self along with his group of friends.

bully kaiser! who slowly becomes attached to you, disturbing your peace is a must for him and when you seem to ignore him, his heart will feel uneasy because deep down, he wants your attention.

bully kaiser! who came to rescue you when he saw that you were actually being picked on by girls who envy you because you caught his attention and not theirs.

bully kaiser! finds himself getting closer to you day by day by asking you to sit with him at lunch and accompanying you back home after school.

bully kaiser! has his head full of you and you only when his group of friends teased him for having a crush on you.

bully kaiser! finally admits and as he was walking you home, he stopped in front of your door and asked you to go to the soccer match this weekend to support him which you gladly accept his offer (your answer made him wide awake that night btw).

bully kaiser! who saw you in the crowd, smiling and cheering for him during the match as he scored the final goal for you.

bully kaiser! who hugs you after the match, whispering "thank you for coming" in your ear as you quizzically hug him back.

bully kaiser! who holds both of your hands in his and finally confesses to you about how much he likes you and explained how all the stuff he did to you back then was unintentional because all he wanted was your attention (you chuckled at his rambling on this one).

love struck kaiser! who felt sparks flying around him when you kissed him for the first time. you told him that you liked him back and accepted his apology with a smile. thus, that marks his very first relationship journey with you. he doesn't tell this to anyone but he hopes for you both to grow old and even start a family together. god thinking about that just makes him feel all warm and fuzzy inside.

━━━━━━━━ 𝘀𝗮𝗻𝗰𝘁𝘂𝗮𝗿𝘆

❝ 𝗜𝗡 𝗪𝗛𝗜𝗖𝗛 𝗡𝗔𝗚𝗜 does not get off, so you threaten to bite him. ❞ — 0.631k words, fluff, established relationship!au. i hope you enjoy this, @mosviqu beloved i have so many more in mind <3 he is on his way to becoming my number one muse, i must say :>

"what will it take to make you move?" 

limbs thrown haphazardly over your torso, dozing off after a long and arduous game is nagi, who all but ignores your exasperated pleas. the comparably overgrown boy does not budge when you attempt to get out from under him, only locking you even more in place with a disguised, pleased smile. he is perfectly at ease, so your minor suffering is none of his real concern, suffice to say.

"i will bite you, sei." you threaten him (you know that you are stuck under him for at least another hour and you know that you will, realistically, never be able to push him off, be it out of your lack of strength or lack of ability to resist his pretty face so, so close to your own), though his response is more than clear enough, "no."

it's not like this is an uncomfortable position— even going as far as to say that this feels, in fact, very cozy. however, if you hear the growl of an empty stomach fill the room again, you will lose the last piece of your mind. it wouldn't have killed him if he'd just gone and made himself a sandwich (or even let you make him one) before he plopped down on you as soon as he'd come home. you should have locked him out of the bedroom. 

nagi is perfectly aware of you (oh, god, he is so exceedingly aware of you— every breath you take and every twitch of your muscles, he is so awfully and horribly aware of your every move and it is disorienting) and your annoyed expression, but the sweetest little grunts you let out trying to wiggle your way out sound too adorable for him not to milk every second of this moment.

"sei," your eyes gleam as an idea forms in your head, to which he carefully opens his eyes to meet yours, "yes, dear?"

gaining a boost of confidence, you press a chaste kiss on his soft lips (every night you apply a hydrating mask on his face and put on chapstick for him as he blissfully lies down on your lap, enjoying the jade roller gliding over the cooling mask, further relaxing him. it's one of your favorite things to do together, a sort of before-bed-ritual that consists of just you, him, an assortment of creams and peaceful silence) with a gleeful grin, feeling him go rigid. his lashes look unfairly pretty brushing over his cheeks every time he slowly blinks. seishiro nagi is so unbelievably breathtaking and it is you who gets to be the last and first person to see him every new day.

"i love you, sei, so get up or i will do it again." 

the bastard of a boy has the nerve to snap out of it and hold your chin with a curious, blank gaze. his eyes have the uncanny ability to make you forget and feel. nagi does move— he pushes himself off of you, strikingly attentive, never moving his eyes from yours and now, now you're absolutely screwed. trapped between his hands and legs caging you, you do the only logical thing that comes to your mind, reaching out your neck and kissing him again.

his eyes blow wide open, so caught off guard by the second time again, that he accidentally leaves an opening for you to escape from, (your overjoyed laughter sounds like music to his ears) now safely behind the kitchen counter, merrily making him a packet (or two, or three, actually) of instant ramen. your sanity depends on his stomach being full and keeping quiet.

(your sanity also depends on you doing everything you can to forget about the way he had looked at you just then.)

© 𝗞𝗢𝗜𝗖𝗛𝗜𝗥𝗔 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟯, 𝗔𝗟𝗟 𝗥𝗜𝗚𝗛𝗧𝗦 𝗥𝗘𝗦𝗘𝗥𝗩𝗘𝗗. | 𝗥𝗘𝗕𝗟𝗢𝗚 , 𝗙𝗘𝗘𝗗𝗕𝗔𝗖𝗞 .

¡ ! ❝ REDAMANCY . . ❞

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natsume sakasaki x reader smau

warning(s) : cussing, death mention, sakasaki natsume is a simp, rip mao im sorry ill write a mao fic as an apology for what i put him through one day i promise

w/c : 1.1k

wataru hibiki has, in his time at yumenosaki academy, seen many dreams crumble. he's witnessed many dreamers fall apart, give up and leave, become a shell of who they once used to be. he's familiar with this particular feeling of loss, of not remembering who you once were; who you wished to be. 

it's a common experience and he has long accepted it strikes when least expected, to the ones you least expect it to happen to, because their dreams are simply too precious– too pure, yet they're still thrown into such a distressing situation.

he wishes he could keep that view, keep looking at the world in black and white, see the evil in the good and the purity in the bad. perhaps it would be easier, less taxing on the mind.

and yet, he hesitates, finds himself looking for an exception; a fault in his theory. he feels his gaze wandering around the ballroom– black and white, filled with fraudulent faces– only to be met with the smiling face of the one who so dearly refers to him as his 'master'.

he protected natsume once, he can do it again, and yet as he truly focuses on his expression, wataru finds there is nothing to protect the boy from.

he's smiling– truly smiling, with his entire being, because natsume has found his safe place.

wataru thinks he is okay with that. as his gaze slides to the person natsume is looking at so fondly, he finds himself relieved she's looking at him the exact same way, like he himself hung the stars and the moon in the night sky. 

perhaps, perhaps some dreams won't crumble

contrary to the flourish in natsumes speech and movements, he hates social events that include the higher classes. he’s been trained for them, taught how to behave, move, interact, stand, lift a glass,.. he knows it all. he has always, always hated these. so then why does he find himself so at ease at this specific event?

because it celebrates his mother? his friends are here? the color scheme makes him feel at ease? no.

you laugh at something kohaku says and suddenly he has the answer to all the questions running through the back of his mind, and he knows it’s you and it’s always been you and it always will be you.

because natsume sakasaki gazes down at you like you are his sun and his world revolves around you; he wants to be yours– he is yours, but only if you want him to be. he thinks he would continue being yours even if you didn't desire it to be so, he simply couldn't stop following the predetermined route he is meant to take; following the course mapped out for him, much like the planets you hold so dear orbit the sun (and he hopes you hold him dear, too).

he finds himself desperately wishing soulmates were real because then his feelings would make sense because now he just feels and he doesn’t understand why.

and yet as you turn his way when you notice him walking towards you with that breathtaking smile of yours and something akin to sparkles in your eyes, his heart starts racing a mile a minute and he’s not even sure he can walk properly anymore. is this a curse? is he dying? what have you done to him?

“natsu! you were so great! i wish you would’ve seen yourself! err, well, i suppose performing was better but- not the point! ahhhh, i wish i had recorded it.. actually i think tsukasa said–”

you went on animatedly explaining whatever it is you were saying while he just stared. he wishes he could listen but he’s gonna be absolutely, brutally honest, he can’t bring himself to. his ears are ringing and his palms are suddenly sweating and holy shit has it always been so hot in here? where’s all the air from his lungs gone? why is his throat so dry? oh god you’re looking at him and what were you even saying oh go-

“natsu? are you okay? would you like to sit down for a bit? i’m sorry, i should’ve known you were tired– come, i’ll go get you some water,” you grab onto his elbow and pull him along with you universe knows where and he just lets you. 

suddenly he’s sitting in a chair and you’re fawning all over him; checking his temperature because apparently his ’forehead is too warm’ and sending mao to get some water (which he, to everyones surprise, does) while kohaku and tsukasa keep the other guests away from your unsuspecting corner and natsume just dazedly stares up at you while you gently push his bangs back with a look of genuine concern for him.

suddenly, air re-enters his lungs and his throat opens up, but the ringing and the fuzz in his brain remain. he doesn’t think you’ve ever been so close to each other before and frankly, it’s making him lightheaded. his amber eyes trace the curves of your face and he’s late to realize he could probably count your lashes if he really wanted to (he does, god does he want to) and, makeup be damned, even without it you put all beauty standards and so-proclaimed “most beautiful women in the world” to shame. 

despite the fuzz there is a singular coherent thought swirling in his brain, he thinks you’re beautiful. no, gorgeous. no, that’s not quite good either.

“you’re ethereal..”

and yet, that still doesn’t fully capture your essence. heavenly might be close. breathtaking? heartstopping? not quite.. they need to come up with a new word for you specifically because whatever high natsume is riding on, he can’t find a word good enough for you.

you’re looking at him in the eyes with an adorably flustered face and your hands are no longer messing with his bangs or touching his forehead and he’s a little slow to realize he accidentally voiced his thoughts when he sees you give him the softest of smiles; his face now feels 10 times warmer than before.

“thank you, i would say the same about you. ethereal, breathtakingly so,” your hand slides from his forehead to cup his cheek and natsume sakasaki thinks he might short circuit.

“i think i’m in love with you..”

your hand freezes and natsume begins to regret every life decision that’s led him up to this point but then he feels the soft press of your lips against his and, perhaps, he should give himself a pat on the back instead.

mao isara, however, regrets agreeing to come along the moment he walks past the curtain separating you from the rest of the guests just to see you kissing his “arch nemesis” and he’s forced to accept there is nothing, no deal, no faking; you love natsume sakasaki and he can’t do anything but watch. he turns on his heel and walks away, leaving the glass of water with kohaku and with the excuse of needing some fresh air, he exits the ballroom.

╰┈➤ synopsis ❝after yumenosaki academy resident magician and eccentric sakasaki natsume asks you to “go out with him”, you immediately shut him down. so why is he dedicating a song to you at a switch concert? and why are people whispering about you being the cutest couple?❞

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Light

cw: angst, checkmate references, implied character death, wrong capitalization but bare with me

word count: 347 words

author note: this is from leo’s pov and it might be ooc help

written by: mod ritsu❄️

the day I met you…it’s like the sun finally shined its light on me…

we were similar in nature, too similar in fact.

your smile brought light into my day as if reaching out your hand to me so that we could run together on the bright sunny day.

you’ve always said the same thing about me, how me and my songs “saved” you.

I really didn’t understand what you meant then, and I don’t think I ever will understand what you mean now, or ever actually.

but back then it didn’t matter-you gave me warmth, and I returned it.

but since we’re so similar…we were bound to dig each other’s graves.

I was so focused on myself and how I hurt everyone that I deprived you of your light.

yet you never stopped giving me your warmth.

you kept giving and giving even though there was nothing to receive back.

you kept giving and giving until you burned yourself out.

you kept giving and giving until your light disappeared completely.

I couldn’t save you.

pathetic isn’t it? a knight unable to save someone he swore his loyalty to.

I wonder, would you be ashamed to look at me now?

hey! tell me how i “saved” you? unlike Sena or Tenshi I’m stupid, you see!

so tell me! I know it’s selfish to ask since, in the end, I couldn’t save you or anyone, but how do I make someone smile for just a bit longer?

what can I do to see you smile again?

but no matter how much I ask you won’t ever respond to me ever again, will you?

it’s cruel you know, giving me so much light then depriving me of it forever!

wahaha! this is all your fault!

…who am I kidding. it’s my fault. I couldn’t save you. I couldn’t save anyone.

I wish I wasn’t also the sun…maybe if I was the moon I could have reflected the light back to you.

but if it’s even possible…if we meet again, could you please shine your light upon me once more?

officially ended my enstars phase ,, 2021-2023 🙏