I’VE BEEN SUMMONED DID I HEAR KARASU?? Pls He’s So Precious To Me 🥺🫶 He’s Such A Little Shit

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natsume sakasaki x reader smau

warning(s) : cussing; “i hope u die”, kys, HA GAY & rei gets called an old man once (1 time)

╰┈➤ 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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rises from my deathbed cutely

SoumaPs I think I can post smth today

The Sixth Eccentric | The Five Eccentrics x Reader (Platonic)

ohohoho officially breaking into ensemble stars territory now~ Inspired Eccentric Party Night!!, the song I've been listening to on repeat for an entire day 😌

Counting down the hours until you perform - and inevitably lose - against fine in front of all of Yumenosaki Academy, you take solace in knowing you're not alone. Genre: Bittersweet, Hurt/Comfort (?), Set During the War Word Count: 2k Warning: A little canon divergent? Probably OOC? Constructive criticism is always appreciated~

On the empty stage you went through your routine yet again. Drilling every movement of the limbs down into your DNA, your muscles already moving before you could consciously think of the next move. Your voice sounded otherworldly, as if it was no longer yours as it resounded off the walls and back to you. The music of the speakers couldn’t drown out your voice, no matter how loud you turned up the volume. You needed to be loud, you needed to make sure your voice would carry. You wanted to make sure everyone heard you, even if they hated you.

Even in your last stand.

You struck your final pose in time with the ending of the music. As the bass slowly faded into silence, in its place was slow applause. Squinting through the stage lights, you could make out a figure in the darkness of the audience seats. You couldn’t tell who they were, but since they weren’t booing at you, mocking you and telling you to not waste your breath, you figured they were friend rather than foe. Walking to the front of the stage, you sat down, letting your legs dangle over the stage as you grabbed a towel to wipe the sweat off your brow.

“Are you just going to stay in the darkness?” you asked the ominous figure.

“I’ve always preferred it over the light.”

“Rei,” your lips instinctively curved up. He walked closer to you, where the lights spilled off the stage and onto his features. “Back from your travels already?”

“I’d never miss a performance of yours,” he replied. “I’m surprised to see you practising here so late, though.”

“I want to do a performance I’m proud of,” you shrugged, words muffled as you let your towel drape over your face.

“Even though you know you’re going to lose.”

You peeked at Rei through the folds of your towel.

“I prefer not to think about that.”

Rei hummed in acknowledgement. Staying in comfortable silence, it was pleasantly disturbed as the door opened, Kanata trudging towards you, snacks and a large water bottle in hand.

“I heard you were practising, I thought you might like some refreshments, puka…” Kanata drawled as he placed the items in your lap.

“Thanks, Kanata,” you chuckled. “How are you holding up?”

“Even if everyone is against me, I have you… and I have the ocean, so I’ll be okay,” Kanata smiled fondly before it slowly turned upside down as he regarded you with sorrowful eyes. “But you… will you be okay?”

Tomorrow night will be the night your unit performs against fine for all of Yumenosaki Academy to see. It was the destiny Eichi Tenshouin thrust onto you once the Student Council labelled you as an ‘Eccentric’. Your destiny to be hated and humiliated by the whole student body, to be ‘executed’ in front of them all, much to their joy. You saw it with Shu, even Rei himself. And once you’re suitably shunned by the entire academy, Wataru will be following you. Speaking of which…

“My, Rei and Kanata, you are full of surprises!” Wataru exclaimed as he strolled into the theatre. “And here I was, thinking that I’d get to our dear (Y/N) first.”

Wataru turned to you with a pout. “Did I miss your final rehearsal? Do practise again, your performances are simply amazing!”

“Wait until tomorrow with all the lights and fancy costumes,” you chuckled.

“Ah, but the performance will be sullied by the audience,” Wataru tutted. “I want to see your performance with all its raw passion and wonderful oddities.”

“Oddities, eh?” You said quietly.

“I know, being thought of as odd leaves a rather sour taste in the mouth now, doesn’t it?” Rei sighed as he took a seat beside you.

“Yeah…” you looked down at the snacks in your lap. “Has anyone heard from Shu? I tried to get him out of his room but if even Mika can’t do that…”

“Ah, it’s safe to say that Shu will be needing a hiatus from this play,” Wataru frowned. “Such a performance as disastrous as his would have surely traumatised him.”

There was a sombre silence. You were there to watch Shu’s latest performance. Every move executed with pinpoint precision, every angle of every joint calculated and purposely done. Every note sung being more beautiful than the last until no notes could be heard. Until the audio system was cut off and Shu, along with his unit mates were left in silence. Until all that was left was shame, his mirage of perfection evaporating into thin air.

The thought of performing only for your own inevitable humiliation was no longer one you could handle. As your heart dropped, pounding in the depths of your stomach, your mouth felt dry but your arms felt too heavy to move to get the bottle lying on your lap. You had been harassed by the majority of students in Yumenosaki already with your title of Eccentric. Day in, day out was a new game of hide and seek where you prayed to never be found. You thought you could handle it, you figured you might as well humour fine and the Student Council in a final performance. But could you really?

The theatre doors burst open with a desperate call of your name. Your head snapped up.

“Natsume-”

“You don’t have to perform!” Natsume stated as he stormed down the theatre aisle with papers in hand. “I talked to Tsumugi. He said he could cancel your performance.”

“What?” Your eyes widened.

“Hm… the Student Council is hard to understand,” Kanata whispered.

Wataru laughed heartily. “The Student Council aren’t all monsters! And the most questionable one of them is focused on me. Do not fret, (Y/N), you are free to exit the stage.”

“Please,” Natsume insisted. "Just sign the papers."

He held the papers out to you expectantly. The golden opportunity to get out of the humiliation, to quietly leave your reputation as an Eccentric. And yet, as you looked into Natsume’s golden orbs, orbs that sparkled with determination, you couldn't bring yourself to relent. He didn't owe you anything, he went above and beyond to try and get your performance cancelled purely out of the bond you shared. And that strengthened your resolve more than anything.

With the tips of your fingers, you gently pushed the papers back to him, maintaining eye contact as his face fell.

“It’ll be alright,” your voice was quiet. “I have to do this. Not for the Student Council but for myself.”

Rei placed a reassuring hand on your shoulder as Kanata nodded in encouragement. But Natsume tensed, muscles so taut he was shaking.

“It’s not fair,” he muttered. “What did we do?”

“We were ourselves,” you stated simply.

Wataru clapped his hands to grab everyone’s attention. “Well, if that’s decided, I say you should rehearse once more, (Y/N)!”

“I’d like to see your song, puka puka,” Kanata chirped.

Rei hopped off of the stage as he and Wataru guided the others to take seats in the front row. Once everyone has settled, you let the music guide you once again. You had done the moves hundreds of times by now, yet you strived to make each performance unique. As your routine came to an end, the four students below you erupted into applause.

“Simply, amazing!” Wataru praised. His eyes were trained on you but he projected his voice. “You can come out now, Shu~”

You took a step back in surprise, the others stopped their applause and twisted in their seats to see Shu slowly walking towards you. His expression was blank, unreadable as his hands remained clasped together. He had applauded you as well.

“Any constructive criticism?” You asked. You tried to imitate his calm demeanour but you couldn't help but let a smile climb onto your face. Despite his skin losing its colour, eyebags heavy under his eyes, Shu was just as poised as ever.

“Your moves averaged forty-three milliseconds off the beat,” Shu stated. “Often times you were rushing, other times it was too slow. The performance was, frankly, chaotic.”

“I don’t even know why I asked,” you grumbled, rubbing the back of your neck.

“The performance was, also, yours,” he admitted. “It harnessed your strengths and minimised your weaknesses.”

“So you liked it?” you beamed. Shu cleared his throat with a light fist to his mouth.

“What I mean to say is, if one were to attend a performance of yours to see what made you unique… a routine like that would leave them satisfied.”

“He liked it,” Kanata cooed.

"I'm surprised to see you out of your room," you observed.

“You were there for me in my last performance,” Shu huffed as he adjusted his cravat. “I suppose it is only fair that I am there for yours.”

“Will you watch me perform tomorrow night?”

Shu hesitated for a moment before nodding.

“As much as I can’t bear to look at Tenshouin’s face, it would simply be wrong of me not to attend.”

“Thank you.”

Shu looked at you, blinking, as if he were a robot who had just malfunctioned. But he eventually sighed, smiling softly.

“I must ask,” Rei started. “How did you even manage to find people to perform with you?”

“If there’s one thing I learned from Eichi Tenshouin, it’s that money can get you anywhere,” you grimaced. “I paid a classmate to perform with me anonymously. I doubt he’s even learnt the choreo, though.”

You noticed Natsume’s balled up fists.

“I can perform with you.”

“No,” you said firmly, your gaze softening at you looked at him. “You’ve managed to get by this war relatively unscathed, I’m not letting anyone hurt you.”

“Then I’ll just wear a mask,” he retorted.

“I’m not willing to take that risk.”

“It’s not fair,” Natsume took a step away from you. Rei slowly rose from his seat, watching Natsume carefully as he regarded all of you with frantic eyes. “Where’s our happy ending? Why aren’t you fighting this cruel fate?”

“You can’t fight the tides,” Kanata said simply as he leaned to the side, resting his head on your shoulder as he yawned.

“Ah, my dear Natsume,” Wataru sighed as he put his hands on the younger’s shoulders. “You are mistaken. This isn’t the end of the play, merely the end of an act! Our happy end shall come one day, but only when a suitable complication has arisen for all of the main cast; a typical hero's journey. Our (Y/N) must perform, and then I must as well. Only then may we rise from the ashes.”

Natsume looked away, uncertain.

“Do you trust me?” Wataru asked, his voice soft. Natsume kept his gaze averted from Wataru but ended up meeting yours. You offered him a reassuring smile.

“Yes.”

“Excellent.”

“Let me help you all take your mind off these melancholy matters and off of tomorrow's performance,” Rei offered. “Shall we have dinner together? On me, of course.”

“Is that alright?” Natsume asked.

“Ah! Ever the charitable one!” Wataru clapped.

“Thank you, Rei,” Kanata smiled.

“What?” Shu asked, appalled. “Public areas are absolutely filthy, unkempt and-”

You shot him a glare.

“... tolerable. The offer is greatly appreciated.”

Natsume and Shu started to walk off, bickering as Kanata trailed behind. Rei and Wataru waited for you as you packed up, Rei watching the other three fondly.

"That's the one thing, isn't it?" Rei murmured.

"What?" You asked as you turned to him, bag zipped up and ready to go.

"The one thing we always had against Eichi Tenshouin, the Student Council, fine in general," Rei mused.

You followed Rei's gaze, Natsume and Kanata now laughing at an annoyed Shu. Your voice was quiet as you responded.

"We had each other."

"A wonderful premise for a tragicomedy," Wataru laughed heartily. "May it end well."

And so, the six of you left the theatre. You didn’t know back then it would be the last time all of you would be together on such good terms. The next act of this tragicomedy determined that the Eccentrics would go their separate ways, but no matter how you would individually rise from the ashes, you will always cherish the beautiful night before your downfall.

Ensemble Stars!! Masterlist

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natsume sakasaki x reader smau

warning(s) : nothing i hope!

w/c : 631

upon entering the ballroom, you were quite literally starstruck.

the hall was gorgeously decorated with maroons and whites (natsume's colors, you noted); there were roses everywhere, cold white lighting for the entire hall, but you did spot some stage lights and an actual smaller stage in a corner. 

you were so busy admiring the decor and ambience you never noticed the redhead admiring you, or his mother slowly sauntering over in your direction. 

“hello dears, i hope you’re enjoying the party so far?”

you snapped out of your daze to notice an older woman who looked strikingly similar to the boy standing next to you, and your eyes widened a faction. “mrs. sakasaki! yes, the venue looks gorgeous!” you turned to her and bowed deeply in respect, “it’s a pleasure to meet you, i’m y/n l/n!”

the woman giggled and reached for your shoulders, pushing you to stand up, “i know, dear. my natsume talks about you all the time. i’m very happy to know you’re as lovely as he makes you out to be.”

“okay, that would be enough– don’t you have a speech to make?” the redhead steps in then, embarrassed his mother outed him like that. 

“oh dear, you’re quite right. i must go now, but i do hope we can continue our conversation later. please, excuse me,” and she walks off towards the stage, where she taps the mic to grab everyone's attention.

“hello and welcome, i’m so glad everyone could make it on this special occasion,” the woman continues her welcome speech while you unintentionally zone out. you were never quite good at paying attention during speeches– though you wish this one time you could have. then, suddenly, one of the five eccentrics saunters by in front of you, shortly followed by another with a bounce in his step.

kanata and rei, you noted.

shu follows soon enough, and inevitably wataru comes after him– the difference being wataru snatching natsume away from you with a cheeky wink and grin.

it appears you’re not the only one confused as natsume looks equally, if not more, flabbergasted as you.

with those events you finally zone back into the speech, only to suddenly see not only mrs. sakasaki standing on the podium, but also the five eccentrics, “now, please welcome these talented young men, known as the five eccentrics, to the stage to perform a song in honor of our achievements throughout the years. thank you for coming and please enjoy the rest of the night!”

natsume no longer looks as flabbergasted as before when rei tosses him a mic and the instrumental to ‘eccentric party night’ starts playing, yet you can still clearly tell nobody bothered to inform him of this happening.

the eccentrics came together in a wonderful show of flashing lights, strong vocals, fluid movements and joyous grins. clearly, they missed performing and just having fun together. the audience also enjoyed the show– how could they not, the radiant smiles of the eccentrics were, quite literally, infectious. 

that was, until the music faded and the colors of the lights changed to purple and blue. the instrumental of eccentric party night slowly merged into the instrumental of romancing cruise and the four eccentrics jumped off the podium only to switch places with sora and tsumugi and bring on another wave of joy with the newest switch song, giving the place a more romantic ambience.

just like at the concert you were invited to a while ago, natsume's winks were directed at you. 

the lyrics too, but you didn’t need to know that just yet.

the starstruck gaze you were giving natsume didn’t go unnoticed by your companions. kohaku and tsukasa shared knowing looks, while mao just stared– something akin to heartbreak in his own eyes.

╰┈➤ 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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-;. bachira meguru as your boyfriend!

; fluff headcanons, wc: 1.3k ; warnings: a lil hurt/comfort but not much! ; author's notes: i love u bachira fr + lmk who u want to see hcs with next!

‣ bachira meguru is OBSESSED with you ‣ from the moment he met you, he knew he wanted to be close to you ‣ so he made it happen! ‣ he spoke to you as often as he could, whether it be texting or calling or in person ‣ he is infatuated with everything you do fr ‣ like, u could hiccup on a call, and bachira will be giggling and kicking his feet like 'teehee my s/o hiccupped' ‣ he gets SO GIGGLY when u do anything like ‣ if you guys are on a walk and u purposefully bump his shoulder he's fr twirling his hair and giggling like a schoolgirl ‣ his love language is 100000% physical touch ‣ and he's not shy about it, not even at the start of your relationship ‣ he's always got to be close to you

‣ holding hands & swingin them while you walk kinda thing ‣ he's into playful, fleeting touches ‣ the type to randomly pepper u with kisses ‣ he also bites???? like not in a hostile or sexual way it just ‣ he likes u sm so he bites u ‣ just.. chomp! every now and then ‣ he loves loves loves seeing you ‣ when he does he calls your name and literally SPRINTS his ass out to wherever you are and gives u the biggest hug ever <3

you jump at the sound of a familiar voice calling out your name. whipping around, you see a blur of black and yellow hair hurtling toward you at the speed of light.

before you know it, you're pulled into a tight hug, stumbling back a few paces as you laugh into bachira's hair. you wrap your arms around his head like you're trying to keep him there, grinning into the crook of your neck.

when he finally pulls away, arms still trailing on your waist. his eyes glitter with affection as they look into yours. "i missed you."

you smile. "you saw me yesterday."

bachira shoots you another starry smile and shrugs animatedly: "felt like sooo much longer without you, y'know!"

your heart flutters in your chest and you press your face into his collarbone briefly, before you pull away. his hand finds its place in your own- it fits like it was made for you.

"so," he says, "what are we doing today?"

"ice cream on the pier?"

"you know me so well!"

‣ and for dates: bachira isn't big on casual dates ‣ however, there's this ice cream shop that you're both regulars at! ‣ at least once a week, usually more, in the evenings the two of you meet to grab something sweet and just chill ‣ the two of you sit with your feet swinging off the edge above the water ‣ you each have a new flavor because the place has a rotating menu- you take turns chattering & letting each other try spoonfuls of your ice cream ‣ because of the nature of blue lock & his life path, he's busier than he'd like to be ‣ but trust that he is ALWAYSSSS messaging you ‣ man never leaves u alone ‣ like actually ‣ he ABUSES the 'notify anyway' option when you're on do not disturb ‣ calls you at stupid late hours of night just to prattle on about some stuff that doesn't matter ‣ he's a talker- he loves loves loves speaking with you ‣ his favorite thing about talking to you specifically is that you really seem to listen ‣ his friends nod their heads and play along but they don't get it ‣ you do, and you care- that's one of many things he loves about you ‣ bachira doesn't tell you he loves you often, even though he does ‣ he's got some deep-seated issues highkey LMFAO ‣ you always know he does, though ! it shines through in his little actions and the phrases of adoration he tells you ‣ all his friends/teammates know how much he loves you too ‣ like i said he is OBSESSED ‣ and he lets everyone know ‣ you send him a picture of you doing the most mundane thing? he's shoving his phone in isagi's face saying 'look how cute they are! look! now! here! you're not looking!' ‣ EVERYYYYONEEE is sick of him ‣ 'yes bachira we get it' ‣ but he KEEPS doing it ‣ (his friends are only mildly annoyed- they know how happy u make him so they don't care too much :,) ) ‣ when you're upset: bachira isn't much help ‣ he doesn't really know what to do with your feelings and he's not sure how to help ‣ he really, really wants to but he's at a loss ‣ so he just sits next to you and lets you cling on to him if that's what you want ‣ he'd stay there for as long as you want him, and if it helps, he'll talk to you about inane things that don't matter ‣ he'll talk about the weather and his games today, about isagi and rin's antics, about how dolphins are really good animals, anything that might take your mind off it ‣ he is! perfect! ‣ actually i take it back because ‣ if we're talking domesticity: this man is the best/worst roommate you'll have ‣ does the dishes only if you nag ‣ walks around (almost) naked because he doesn't really care LMFAO ‣ and worst of all he sticks to you like GLUE

"meguru," you scold, "we've gotta go. we're gonna be late."

"but you have to change," he wheedles, arms tethered around your neck as he lets his weight drop to the floor, pulling you down with him.

"and why is that a problem?"

"if you change, then you won't want to come back to bed!"

"yeah. that's the point."

"5 more minutes?" you're basically dragging him along the floor like a mop at this point. you'd kick him if you weren't in love with him.

"bachira meguru." you kick him anyways. he sprawls across the floors like a puddle of water, glaring up at you.

"fine," he sighs, pushing himself up, "fine, fine, fine!"

you extend a hand to pull him up. "c'mon, it'd be rude to be late to kunigami's birthday dinner."

he takes your hand, but tugs sharply- you tumble down onto the bedroom floor on top of him with a huff of air rushing out of your lungs.

"meguru!" he laughs and snakes an arm around you.

"i'm sure kunigami won't mind!"

‣ don't even get me STARTEDDDD on how this guy sleeps. ‣ he fr takes the WHOLE BED ‣ his arms are splayed out in every way possible, his legs too- absolutely starfished as far as he can go ‣ and he's a mfing blanket hog too. ‣ this piece of GARBAGE ‣ you'll have to get your own, but only pull it out once he's asleep- otherwise, he'll take that too ‣ big on c*ddling with you though ‣ he's gotta be touching you in SOME way ‣ typically one of you sleeps with your head on the other's chest, and you swap between positions every so often ‣ he likes it when you mess with his hair <3 ‣ try to put it in braids or pigtails and he'll fall in love ‣ will request you do that regularly LMFAO ‣ this becomes a kind of ritual- on quiet mornings, you'll sit on the edge of your shared bed and he'll be right below you ‣ you brush through his hair and deftly put little braids into it, before sweeping it into whatever style he decides ‣ it's the quiet mornings he shares with you that his love really shines thru- because he can talk to anyone, but it takes a lot of trust for him to let his guard down and be quiet ‣ anyways <3 bachira meguru u are the love of my life!

caved in and redrew her fs2 too (open the pic for better quality)

my smart-and-doesn't-need-to-review classmates b speedrunning sumeru explorations rn while i am speedrunning the writing of my subject notes <\3 how to stop being grouped w smart kids and being in section a !?!

anyway. kinning this song rn

newfound dad and adopted son being deranged bitches together, more at 11

Hello!! I was about to sleep but a tumblr notif popped up and i was ecstatic to see your requests open, so can i request Rei, leo, and mao picking up their s/o who studies at a different academy but when the reader sees them they scramble away from their sight because they don't want to ruin the idol's reputation with their relationship? Thx and have a nice day!

hello anon, thank you for sending in your request and it was very fun to write :D sorry if leo's part was slightly longer than the rest because i'm biased towards him- anyways, enjoy reading <3

REI SAKUMA

lmao poor man’s gonna be confused and a little hurt to see you running away from him at the speed of light. when he arrived at the main entrance of the academy you were in, he sent a quick and simple text to notify you he was waiting by the usual spot. it has been a few months since he graduated but to him, the memories of him and his fellow idol mates and peers graduating was still crystal clear in his mind. 

rei ignored the curious and awed gazes he received from the students around him. unlike kaoru, he wasn’t a flirter and he was very loyal to his significant other; you of course. his crimson orbs scanned the sea of people, managing to spot you with ease. the leader of undead pushed himself off the wall, ready to greet you and was utterly confused when you turned and fled, as if someone was chasing you. 

rei didn’t made any movement to follow you, since he doesn’t have the stamina to do (lmao he’s old now). instead, he called you and you sheepishly answered on the second beep. 

“my dear, why did you ran away? you’re hurting this old man’s heart,” he asked, amused. 

“ah... sorry about that, rei. i didn’t want to ruin your reputation since you’ve become a idol now, and i didn’t want any rumors to be spread around,” you replied, embarrassed. 

needless to say, he was touched by how sincere you sound and how selfless you were by putting him above yourself. on the other hand, rei was even more amused, since he finds that selfless personality of yours adorable. 

“don’t worry, it doesn’t matter whether what the public thinks. it doesn’t matter how it would affect my reputation too. all that matters is being with you, my dear. so would you be so kind to come out now, before i get burnt from the harsh rays of sun.” 

ISARA MAO. 

isara thought he had seen it all. he thought after dealing with his idol mates and childhood friend, he had seen it all and would never be surprised again. what he didn’t except is to see you running away the moment you spotted him waiting by the gates of your academy. his first thought was maybe you had forgotten something and simply went back to retrieve them.

when ten minutes passed and you were nowhere to be found, isara starts to get worried. he sent you a few texts, wondering where you went and asked if you had gotten lost in your ridiculously large and grand campus. the idol nearly laughed out loud when you texted back within the next few seconds.

it turns out with him being a proper idol now, you didn’t want to ruin his reputation and caused a bunch of wild rumors to spread around the industry. isara knows how greedy people could be, willing to do anything to make trickstar topple when they were considered a brand-new idol group.

he gave on texting and proceeds to call you instead. it didn’t took you long to answer and you greet him with a meek hello. isara could visualized the flustered expression in his mind and the thought made him smiled.

“you don’t have to do that, you know? who cares what they think? none of those matters because you’re more important than them.”

LEO TSUKINAGA. 

as compared to the mentioned two, leo won’t remained still and watched you running away like a maniac. he does what a normal person would do (he’s insane actually): chase after you. frankly, if anyone from knights were there and see their leader chasing after his significant other without caring how they were gaining weird stares, they would consider leaving on the spot and kick him out (they can’t do that).

“(name), why are you running from me!? i’ve returned after so long and this is how you treat me? not even sena runs at the mere sight of seeing my face!” his loud voice boomed across the campus and it was expected when he easily caught up with you.

the composer grabbed your wrist, forcibly tugging you towards him and captured you in his arms with a tight grip, not tight enough to hurt you. leo was unfazed with how much you struggled and flapped your arms like a wild chicken. he ignored how the students were steering clear of the two of you. what matters more right now was how he finally gets to see you.

“wahaha, i caught you! tell me why you ran away, or i won’t let you go and hold onto you forever!” he declared, using his ex-status as a king. although, that doesn’t work in your relationship since you weren’t a knight.

it didn’t took you long to surrender and accept your fate. you went limp in his grip and sighed, looking everywhere else expect him.

“well... with how your becoming popular after graduating, i didn’t want to ruin your reputation and caused any stupid rumors from spreading. it might impact your life and i don’t want that to happen-”

you were interrupted by a loud round of laughter. you huffed your cheeks, reaching out to pinch and stretch out his cheeks. his laughter were then replaced by cries of pain, and how you were going to pinch away his inspiration at this rate.

“what’s so funny?” you asked, stopping your action.

“i didn’t know you were the type to think about those things! but well, who cares? i don’t know why you said the thing about impacting my life, when it won’t. without you, i won’t be able to compose any songs and i don’t want a furious sena chasing me around with a knife! besides, i need you by my side or i’ll refuse to compose anymore songs!” leo exclaimed, now holding you by your shoulders and staring straight into your soul.

you rolled your eyes, acting exasperated but the smile on your face said otherwise. you give him a peck on the cheek, chuckling at how his cheeks turned pink. it was amusing to see despite how you have been together for nearly three months.

“all right, i’ll listen to you. shall we get going then?”

“oh, wait! inspiration has arrived, i need to write this down!”

“huh? leo wait, you can’t write on the walls- LEO!” 

valentines，↷ mikage reo.

summary: both parties are completely oblivious about their love for each other. when reo rants about hating valentines, y/n decides to back off…or did they? (gn!reader)

category: fluff, maybe a sprinkle of angst w reo’s rant???

warnings: gn!reader, oblivious ppl, ooc characters? reo ranting, idk what else i don’t think there anything more

a/n: HELLPPO i love blue lock sm, but its my first time so sorry if they’re ooc! hope you guys enjoy HAHA, a lil valentines day month special

reo never liked valentines day. was it the constant pestering of students to accept their gifts and for him to be their valentines? was it the knowledge that they were just after his money and fame?

every time during valentines day, he would either reject or throw away gifts offered to him by others. he didn’t want his partner to just use him for their own benefit, after all.

“ahh…really? they stuffed gifts in your locker again?” you chuckled, eating some of your food as you listened to reo rant.

yes, today was the fated valentines day. the both of you, and nagi, escaped to the rooftop to avoid the students swarming towards reo to ask him to be their valentines.

nagi was beside you all, mindlessly playing his games.

“yes, and i hate it.” reo grit his teeth, while your eyes widened. “h-huh…why?” you asked, giving him a small smile of comfort.

“because i know that they’re all using me for my money, or my fame.” he clenched and unclenched his fist, looking up at the sky. “i want someone to see me for who i am.” he looked directly in your eyes, maintaning eye contact till nagi spoke.

“ugh, what a pain. you dumbass, y/n literally-“ clasping a hand over nagi’s mouth before he could talk any further, you gave reo another smile. “ah, i see. must be pretty bad for you, huh?”

reo nodded his head, and your grip on the box of chocolates hidden behind you tightened.

soon enough, the day came to an end. sighing and running a hand through his hair, reo sighed once again in disappointment. taking out the expensive box of chocolates which he meant to give to you but chickened out, he smiled sadly at the unopened brand new box.

he wanted you to be his valentines, because he could tell that when he offered for you to be friends with him, you didn’t want his money, nor his fame. you liked his personality, his jokes, playing soccer together with him and nagi- even though you sucked ass.

but, guess lady luck wasn’t on his side this time.

reo rummaged through his bag, but then stopped at the sight of a box of chocolates. taking it out, he raised a brow- recalling he either threw or refused all goods offered to him.

but that was when he read the post-it note pasted on the box.

‘hi, it’s me mario y/n. wanted to give this to you during recess, but after i heard what you said, i changed my mind. so i snuck it into your bag! hopefully you didn’t throw them away, they’re homemade bro, even asked my mom for help 😭‘

blinking his eyes in surprise, he continued reading.

‘i like you. not your money, not your fame, but you. you, mikage reo. your laugh, your personality, your smile. if you reject this, it’s ok! let’s just remain as friends, then.’

why would he ever reject this?

‘will you be my valentines, mikage reo?’

grabbing his own box of expensive chocolates, he quickly ran out of his house and got onto his bike- ignoring his butlers and maids yells of “young sire, wait!”. riding off into the direction of your home with a grin on his face and his box of chocolates in hand,

he was going to make you his.

© kyannae