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i got another ask similar to this and will add those characters here since most were the same

when you’re depressed

bf bllk x gn!reader. contains themes that may be triggering. angst with a lot of comfort <3 ooc

-> sae isn’t the biggest guy, so when you steal his sweaters, they usually fit decently well. when sae comes home after a business trip to find you swimming in one of his favorites, he can’t help but be concerned

-> “hey. what did you eat while i was gone? try any new recipes?” he tries to be as casual as possible, but you simply hum. “sure, i guess.” your reluctance to answer properly makes his heart beat harder with anxiety

-> “like what?” “why are you asking me all of a sudden?” “just curious. wanna make something new for dinner.” “i’m not hungry.” he frowns at the indignation in your voice

-> he thinks for a moment before heading into the kitchen. “what if i cook?” “i said—“ “i know. but you might change your mind and want to eat later.” you grumble something under your breath but don’t fight him

-> sae doesn’t tell you that he took time off of work for the rest of the month, feigning that the entire team was given vacation time. it’s not that he doesn’t trust you to be on your own, he can tell how lonely you get by yourself

-> after a week of being home, sae sees you smile for the first time since his business trip. he tries not to make a big deal out of it; he knows you’ll talk to him when you’re ready

-> you stop coming to his games, and rin hates that that’s what it takes for him to finally realize something’s off with you

-> he starts paying more attention to you, realizing how you’re just not… you. your energy is constantly depleted, your words curt, your expression blank and eyes tired

-> “y/n,” he tries one day, catching you as you flip mindlessly through a book you’re barely paying attention to. “is everything okay with you?”

-> you wanted to blow him off and pretend everything is fine, but when you see the genuine concern in his teal eyes, tears start dripping uncontrollably. you feel hollow as rin sits by your side, frantically trying to wipe the wetness away

-> “i’m not good for you.” “stop talking.” “i’m not good. you’ll worry, and it’ll affect your playing. i’m not good. you should do better.”

-> rin’s hands still on your face, forcing you to meet his sharp gaze. “stop. you’re good, don’t worry about me. there isn’t ‘better’, y/n, i just want you to feel better. that’s all.”

-> you don’t argue. you couldn’t even if you wanted to, as rin tugs you forward and into his chest, hand gently pressing your face into his shoulder for you to cry

-> you and isagi don’t have any college classes together, so you often leave at different times. he didn’t realize how much class you were missing until one of your friends cornered him demanding proof of life from you

-> “babe, i thought your friend was gonna murder me on my way here.” “hm. who?” “the one who always wears one of those scary claw clips..” “oh. lol. tell her i’m fine.”

-> that confuses him. “tell her yourself in your class tomorrow..?” “oh, right. yeah, i’ll tell her.” “… y/n?” “hm?” “how much class have you skipped recently?”

-> your lack of reply makes his chest ache a bit. “y/n? are you okay?” “fine.” “do you want to leave together tomorrow? i need to meet with some advisors, anyway.” “no, i’ll be fine here.”

-> isagi isn’t stupid, it’s clear that something’s wrong, but he doesn’t know the best way to approach this without freaking you out. after much mental debate, he sits next to you after class one day and lays out a confirmation for an advising meeting he made for you

-> “yoichi, wh—“ “if it’s all too much right now, too overwhelming, you still have time to drop without consequences. forcing yourself isn’t good for you, y/n.”

-> you don’t remember crying and flinch when isagi wipes your tears away. “i’ll help you any way i can, okay?” “i don’t want to be a burden…” “it’s not being a burden when i’m offering my help. i want to help. i want to see you being yourself again. let me.” “okay… we can go together?” “i wouldn’t miss it.”

-> it used to be that you’d always text kaiser after your lectures ended so you could meet up for lunch. now he’s the one asking you to hang out, and your replies are either rejections or leaving him on delivered for hours

-> when he confronts you, you snap at him. “i’m just busy, okay? leave me alone!” you don’t mean it, he knows that, but it still triggers something in him to see you give in so easily to anger like that

-> you’re like an empty shell after that, no matter how many times he attempt to make conversation with you. you’re back to your one-word replies, and he doesn’t last long before finally snapping, too

-> “i can’t save you, y/n. i don’t know how. i’m not leaving, i’m not going anywhere, but the only one who can save you is yourself.” it wasn’t what you wanted to hear, but it was what you needed. you didn’t want kaiser to save you, but even if you did, you knew helping you would only hurt him

-> so you hug yourself until he steps forward and replaces your arms with his. “i don’t know what to do. how to help you. tell me what to do and i’ll do it.”

-> he comes to therapy with you for moral support, keeping a hand on you thigh on rubbing circles along your knuckles. “thank you,” you tell him on the way home, and he kisses the back of your hand. “i just want you to be okay.”

-> bachira isn’t used to seeing you without your smile. his friends tease that you’re a sunshine couple, since you’re always laughing and having so much fun together

-> but no days turn into weeks, and suddenly bachira can’t remember the last time you looked happy

-> “honey?” “…” “you know you can talk to me, right? if you wanted to?” you didn’t want to talk, you wanted to run into his arms and fall apart. but instead you turned away from him, refusing to so much as meet his eyes

-> bachira isn’t deterred and continues trying to make you smile. one evening he hears you sniffle, and before he can ask, you throw yourself into his arms and cry. “i’m sad. i’m so sad all the time, and i don’t know how to feel better.”

-> he just holds you tight, keeping you together to the best of his abilities. “we’ll get through this,” he smiles into your hair. “i won’t go anywhere. promise!”

-> he’s been there, and since he wasn’t able to pull himself from that state on his own, he doesn’t know how to help you. it hurts

-> you’ve been laying motionless in bed for hours when nagi finally arrives to check on you. he doesn’t say anything before crawling beneath the covers and burying his face between your shoulder blades. they’re thinner than they were the last time he visited you

-> “this isn’t helping.” “i know.” “i don’t feel anything.” “i know.” you’re quiet for a moment, and your voice breaks when you say “nagi…” he places a ghost of a kiss against your back. “i know.”

-> you agree to see someone after sobbing in his arms for hours. it isn’t perfect, and it doesn’t always help, but it’s better than nothing

-> though nagi claims he’s no help to you, having him around lifts your spirits. he makes you feel safe and loved, even when he’s killing you in prop hunt. you can tell he notices your shift, because he’ll come up with more excuses than usual to spend time with you

-> “you’re not slick, you know.” “i know.” “you must love me a lot to ditch reo for me.” “i know. i do.” “.. i love you a lot, too.”

TYTY this took way too long sorry ml I HOPE U ENJOY 🫶

when your parents walk in on you pt 3

bf bllk x gn!reader. 16+ cw: suggestive!! aiku’s and barou’s are nsfr, slight nudity in aiku’s (nothing graphic)

-> you’re all over each other before you’ve even entered your apartment. so caught up in the moment, you completely forget it’s friday: game night with your parents. the night you’re supposed to introduce your new boyfriend to your family

-> your hands slide up hiori’s hoodie as you kick your shoes off and stumble into your apartment, lips still pressed together, when you hear someone clearing their throat

-> breaking apart, you nearly scream when you spot your parents sitting on the couch, a board game laid out in front of them. they stare at you and hiori as you hurriedly pull apart, both flaming in embarrassment

-> “it’s friday,” your dad deadpans, and you clear your throat before slowly grabbing hiori’s hand. he doesn’t seem nearly as freaked out as you, which helps to keep you grounded. “right. this is hiori, my boyfriend.”

-> it takes several minutes for the tension to become manageable, and your parents finally stand to greet him. “hiori. we heard so much about you.” “y/n’s told me so much about you, as well. congrats on your promotion, mrs. y/l/n.”

-> that’s enough to win your mother over, because she clings to hiori’s side for the rest of the night, showering him with compliments and advice. while you can tell your father still isn’t pleased at seeing his kid making out in front of him, he keeps his comments to a minimum for the rest of the night

-> you told him your parents were coming over to meet him for dinner at 6. it’s 4:45. his response? “i can have you satisfied and cleaned up before then.”

-> you take his word for it, sprawled out across your bed as aiku smirks down at you from above. his hands trail shamelessly over your body, familiar with the feel of it beneath his fingers

-> he’s successfully unclothed you, ready to finish you off when you hear your front door open and shoot upright. “are we expecting guests?” “not yet? it’s not even 5..” you stare at each other before stumbling off the bed and reaching for something to defend yourselves

-> your pants are completely forgotten as you grab your lamp, and a shirtless aiku holds your hairbrush like a sword as he positions himself in front of you

-> you both scream, ready to charge when he door opens, causing your startled parents to scream in return. you instantly grab oliver’s shoulder to stop him from whacking your dad with a hairbrush. “dad, mom! what are you doing here? we said 6!”

-> they stare at you and your boyfriend, taking several seconds to calm down before blowing up. “y/n?! you were going to throw a lamp at your own mother?!” “i didn’t know you were my mother when you broke into my house!” “the door was unlocked!” “that doesn’t make it legal?!”

-> as you and your mom argue, oliver slowly stands beside your dad with his hands shyly covering his bare chest. “so. it’s nice to meet you, mr. y/l/n.” “yep. you drink beer?” “hell yes.”

-> you locked your front door before locking lips with your boyfriend, who was still slightly sweaty from a very intense day of soccer practice

-> “y/n,” he managed between feverish kisses. you hummed, distracted as you ran your fingers through and gently tugged on his damp two-toned hair. “i think.. someone’s.. at the door.”

-> you groan against his lips and tell him to ignore it, reveling in the feeling of his hands gliding up your shirt. bachira nods against your neck before moving up to reconnect your lips when the lock clicks and your door flies open

-> “hello!” your mother greets, and you can see your spare key in her outstretched hand before the rest of her body turns the corner. it gives you enough time to separate from bachira, who is frantically straightening your shirt as you try to flatten down his hair

-> by the time your mom locks eyes on you, you and your boyfriend are standing on opposite sides of the kitchen counters. “mom, what have i said about using my emergency key to break in?!” “i brought churros, though!” any wrongdoings are immediately forgotten

-> “oh, right. mom, this is bachira. meguru, this is my mom.” he beams at her, eyes closed as he waves in greeting. “hello, y/n’s mom!”

-> she chuckles and places the churros down for the two of you to enjoy. “please, y/m/n is fine!”

-> kaiser won a game, and you were waiting for him in your brand new house

-> you’d just moved in together, so you didn’t have any furniture yet. since he had a game relatively early, you decided to move some stuff from your separate apartments to your combined one after. that didn’t mean you couldn’t have a little fun beforehand

-> you were seated on the center island, kaiser standing between your legs as he kissed you breathless. you’d already lost your shirts, and you could tell it would be long before he worked your sweats off next

-> before you can get that far, the door slams open, thumping against the wall and startling you apart. you’re able to pull your shirt over your head just in time, as the pile of boxes in your mother’s arms block you from her view

-> “boyfriend, do you mind helping this old lady out?” your mom asks kaiser in a strained voice, and he shakes out of his shock before jumping up and grabbing the top boxes to reveal your mother’s flushed face. “ah, there you two are! it’s a pleasure to finally meet you..?”

-> “michael,” kaiser fills in the blank for her as your father makes his way into your living room. he huffs as he does a little spin. “you two better be using protection.”

-> and the color drains from your face. “dad! we don’t even have any furniture yet!” “didn’t stop your mother and me. you do remember the story of how you were conceived, don’t—“ “oh god, please stop talking or i’m gonna throw myself off the balcony.”

-> he was too on edge to lay a finger on you after you told him your parents wanted to meet him. barou’s a nice guy, but he can come off a bit strong at times, and he didn’t want to accidentally intimidate your parents

-> however, just because he didn’t want to touch you didn’t mean you would follow suit

-> barou’s fiddling with his tie, clearly frustrated with the damn thing, so you offer a helping hand. and once you give his tie a satisfied tug, you drop down to your knees before him

-> “y/n, your parents—“ “aren’t here yet. we’ve got plenty of time.” how can he say no when you’re in front of him looking like that?

-> but before your fingers can loop around his belt, your door is thrown open. “y/n! who’s car is parked out—oh!”

-> you fall flat on your ass before jumping to your feet with barou’s help. “mom! knocking?” “we said we’d be here early!” you may have been a bit preoccupied to check your texts

-> barou, red in the face, tightens his grip on your hand as he gulps in your parents presence. “hello.” your mother, still slightly flustered, chuckles her awkwardness away and step forward to embrace him. “it’s a pleasure to finally meet you, shouei!”

sorry for the wait 🤍🤍

when you have a strained relationship with your parents

bf bllk x gn!reader. angst, cursing in rin’s (used once)

-> you didn’t want hiori to meet your parents, but it wasn’t only for selfish reasons. you knew he had a difficult relationship with his parents as well, and you didn’t want your family to set him off or cause him any unnecessary problems

-> when he mentions meeting your parents, you get so anxious you actually throw up. “okay, no parent talk,” he tries to get you to smile after calming you down, and you huff a disheartened laugh in return. “no, please. they’re a lot. too much.”

-> he can relate. you know he can, but there isn’t any need for a game of “whose relationship with their parents is more strained,” so you happily keep your promise and focus your efforts on each other instead of worrying about your parents

-> you could tell that ness really wanted a good relationship with his family, and sucked that he didn’t have that. you wished so badly that your family could be that for him, but yours weren’t any better. it’s why you change the topic any time your parents come up

-> “they’re like mine, right?” ness quietly asked after you avoided talking about your parents again. you reached over and gave his shoulder a squeeze. “i don’t need them. i have you, and you have me.”

-> ness’s heart swells. “yeah. we don’t need them. we have each other!” “exactly. we don’t need anybody else… maybe a cat one day.” “you just read my mind.”

-> you absolutely love chigiri’s sister and mom, but you can never stand to be with them for too long. it’s painful, knowing your parents will never like or support you the way his family supports him

-> when he brings it up one day, you can’t help but tense up. “so, when can i meet your parents?” “um.. i don’t know. they’re really busy…”

-> he takes your avoidance and discomfort as a problem with himself. “do they have an issue with guys who wear their hair long or something?” you panic. “no, no! i mean, i don’t know how they feel about that sort of stuff, but i love your hair.” “then why can’t i meet them?” “it’s not you. it’s.. them. me. i don’t know. our relationship isn’t like the one you have with your mom.”

-> you tell him a story from your past with your parents, and he drops it. “if it’s any consolation, my family loves you. they’ll gladly be there for you in all ways that matter if you want.” “maybe one day. i think that’d be nice.”

-> shidou doesn’t talk about his family and doesn’t ever push you to talk about yours in return. you don’t have to say anything for him to know that your relationship with your parents is strained

-> you decide to sit with him one day to discuss it. “is me introducing you to my parents something important to you? like, do you care about that sort of thing?”

-> “no. i don’t want to meet anyone you don’t want or feel comfortable with me meeting. and honestly, i’d prefer to keep you as far away from my family as possible, if that’s okay with you..” it is, 100%

-> “then that’s it,” you settle with a smile. “no family talk. just you and me.” “you and me. i like the sound of that.”

-> when you were still hesitant to talk about ever introducing rin to your parents, even after he told you about his relationship with his brother, rin realized just how strained your relationship

-> “y/n, if… i mean, i don’t really… if you don’t want to be around your family, i don’t want to meet them.” his words shock you a bit, but the relief you feel after is so immense it almost brings tears to your eyes

-> “that doesn’t bother you? that my side is all fucked up?” “you aren’t your parents. they made you, but you shaped yourself. i think.. you did a decent job..” “was that a compliment?” “.. shut up <3” “<3”

off topic but i predicted sophie baek’s name change months in advance and will never live it down. ty for the req!

diamond of his eye

bridgerton!hiori x gn!reader. brother’s best friend, fluff. no pronouns but reader is implied female

bridgerton!hiori knew you’d be handpicked as the queen’s diamond before you did

your brother held a small gentleman’s gathering to celebrate your success, inviting his best friend bridgerton!hiori first

“hiori, did you hear?!” you squealed in excitement, eager to throw your arms around bridgerton!hiori, but stopping short when you realize how inappropriate that’d be

bridgerton!hiori’s eyes were soft as he looked down at you, and after making sure no one was looking, slipped his hand into yours. “i did. i am not surprised, though. i’ve always suspected you’d be a diamond.”

your blush came naturally and so suddenly that you had to tear your gaze from bridgerton!hiori. “you always say such kind things to me…”

“y/n, yo!” you jump away from bridgerton!hiori when your brother’s booming voice reaches your ears, and he laughs heartily as he throws his arms over both your shoulders. “sneaking away again, i see?”

you duck your head and slap your hand against your giggling brother’s chest, avoiding bridgerton!hiori at all costs. “whatever it is you’re implying, i pray you hold your tongue.”

“oh, my dear sibling, i only tease. though, the entire court knows you two shall be engaged before the end of the season—ow!” your brother cries when bridgerton!hiori stomps on his foot

you spin away, ignoring the burn of bridgerton!hiori’s stare as he follows your departure

only by the end of the evening, when most guests have left, do you seek bridgerton!hiori once more. “hiori? may i steal you away for a moment..?”

bridgerton!hiori offers you his arm as you lead him to a balcony overlooking the gardens. it’s improper to be seen alone together, but in front of the giant windows, you’re clearly in sight and unafraid

“about what my brother said… about us—“ your words falter when you feel bridgerton!hiori’s finger graze the back of your palm. “he was not entirely wrong, was he?”

you don’t have to explain; you can tell by the sudden glimmer in bridgerton!hiori’s blue eyes that he understands. “no, he is not wrong. i plan to propose within the month. it is up to you whether or not you accept or not.”

you’re thankful for bridgerton!hiori’s gentle hold, as without it, you fear you might float away

he must have seen it on your face, because bridgerton!hiori’s free hand is suddenly ghosting over your lips. “would you accept?”

“yes,” you say too quick, playfully glaring at bridgerton!hiori when he laughs. “i would accept. i would accept if it meant spending the rest of my life with you, my hiori.”

and when bridgerton!hiori kisses you, you barely hear your brother’s over-the-top cheering. “now make me an uncle!”

ashamed to say i had to look up what a tycoon is but YES ty for your req!

second time’s a charm

business tycoon!reo x gn!reader. second chance romance, hurt-comfort

you first met business tycoon!reo in your intro to business class, and sparks immediately flew

a month and a half later, you and business tycoon!reo were dating. four months after that, you were single again

it wasn’t a bad break-up, but it still hurt. you got busy with work, and business tycoon!reo got busy with his family’s business

you’d never forget about business tycoon!reo, but he certainly wasn’t present in your mind when you applied for an internship at mikage corp

you couldn’t place why the owner’s name, reo mikage, sounded so familiar until your tour of the office, where you spotted a framed photo of none other than business tycoon!reo

the building suddenly felt too small, and you thought you blew it by asking to wrap the tour up early. apparently not, because a week later, you’re seated at your desk.. directly across the hall from business tycoon!reo

your plan was to avoid business tycoon!reo at all costs. it’d been years since you dated, and if he didn’t remember you, you’d be crushed

on the second day of your internship, you were greeted with a vase of purple lilies with a note that read “to new beginnings.” you searched for business tycoon!reo, but never spotted into him until your fifth day

“reo,” you greeted after chasing him across the parking lot. business tycoon!reo spun on his heel when he heard your voice, violet eyes wide before a slow smile worked its way across his lips. “i hoped it was you, y/n.”

business tycoon!reo agrees to meet with you over dinner to catch up, and you’re surprised by how naturally the conversation flows between you. it was never this easy in college, and you can’t help but feel like there’s an ice pick with his name chipping away at your frigid heart

“i want to take you out again,” business tycoon!reo announced as he walks you back to your car, and your light smile surprises you. “i want that, too. but… you’re my boss now.“

business tycoon!reo’s fingertips graze yours. “not entirely. it’s only an internship, and technically you work under chigiri.” “who works under you.” “…”

you laugh at business tycoon!reo’s flustered expression before placing a quick parting kiss to his flushed cheek. “second time’s a charm, right? i’ll see you tomorrow.”

ofc <3

when you cry over your ex

bf bllk x gn!reader. angst. mentions of depression, sh. some of these (oliver & kaiser) are toxic :/ ooc

-> he doesn’t understand why you’d be upset over someone, your ex nonetheless, when you’ve already moved on with him. so what if he got into an accident? it’s not like he died—he walked away with a fractured wrist

-> “why are you still crying?” “why can’t you be more sensitive? i can cry over something without having deep, emotional attachment to it.” “i just don’t get it. you’re with me now, you shouldn’t cry over someone you used to sleep with.” “that’s because i have one ex, and you can’t even remember the names of all yours.”

-> you didn’t mean it, but oliver had been making comments about you and your ex all day. how he’s been injured worse in practices, how you wouldn’t be this upset if you didn’t still have feelings for your ex, etc. you hated the little trust he had in you

-> “fine. you’re in love with your ex and i’m a whore. got it.” “ol—“ “why don’t you stay with him, instead?” “.. are you serious right now?” “very.”

-> none of his exes ever showed any emotion over their exes, so when he comes home to find you crying over yours, he’s shocked

-> in a strange way, he’s a bit relieved. sae knew you were a kind person when you met, but for you to shed tears over someone who hurt you makes him want to shield you from all things bad

-> “he’s just going through a hard time right now,” you confessed to sae when he found you texting your ex. you showed him all the messages, and as expected, they were innocent. “he doesn’t have anyone in his corner. if this makes you uncomfortable—“

-> “no, y/n, it’s okay. i trust you. if you feel this is something you need to do, i want you to do it.” you blinked your tears away and snuggled into sae’s chest, relishing in the feeling of love you know you never had and will never have with anyone but him

-> rin likes for you to think he’s nonchalant, but he’s jealous. when you confessed to him that you ex reached out in an attempt for you to help talk him off the ledge, he silently simmers with envy while encouraging you to do what you feel is best

-> when rin finds you crying over the fact that your ex was admitted to a mental health hospital, he doesn’t know how to comfort you

-> “are you.. um.. okay?” you hurriedly wipe your tears. “i’m fine! sorry, i didn’t mean to cry.” “i-is your ex okay?” “he’s.. no, he’s not okay. i’m sorry, rin.”

-> his envy and jealousy quickly turn into confusion. “why are you sorry?” “for crying over another guy when i’m with you. i know it bothers you, so i’m sorry—“ “don’t apologize. he’s… part of your life. i know you’re with me because you chose me.” “i did. i do. i love you, rin.” “i know. i love you too, y/n.”

-> immediately doubting himself and his relationship with you. you cried over someone you used to love, therefore you must still have feelings for him

-> “i hate that he’s still doing this to himself,” you admit after hearing that your ex was back in rehab. his drinking addiction was the reason you broke up in the first place, and you sincerely hoped he’d better himself after you left

-> kaiser doesn’t get it. “why? if he miraculously got better, if he healed himself, would you take him back?” “what? michael, no.” “the way you talk about him makes me think maybe you would.”

-> you know he’s just being jealous and insecure, but you can’t. “i’m not with him. i’m with you. because i’m in love with you. excuse me for having feelings like a normal human being.” you don’t give him the chance to argue back before grabbing your bag and slamming the door behind you

-> it doesn’t feel good to watch you cry over someone else when you’re with him now, but what’s chigiri gonna do? yell at you for being human?

-> your ex was in a bad accident, and the two of you ended on decent terms. while you weren’t in love with him anymore, you still had love in your heart for him

-> you hated crying in front of chigiri over someone else, and you could tell it made him uncomfortable, but he comforted you nonetheless

-> “do you want to visit him?” chigiri asked, trying to keep the emotion from his voice. he doesn’t sag in relief the way he does internally when you violently shake your head. “no. i’m sad for him, i am, but he’s not my problem anymore. me showing up wouldn’t do either of us any good.”

-> nagi’s slightly confused, but he isn’t at all threatened. despite the tears you shed over your ex, he knows there’s no way in hell you’d ever go back to them

-> you feel so guilty, as hearing about your ex’s accident brought back memories of when you were together. there were more bad ones than good, but the good brought unwanted tears to your eyes, and you found yourself hoping they’d be okay

-> “i’m sorry. i should be crying over someone else when i’m with you.” “it’s okay.” “you don’t have to say that..” “you can cry. i don’t mind.”

-> you sniffled and tried for a smile. “what, it’s not too much of a hassle to see me cry?” “it’d be more of a hassle for you to hold it in and blow up on me one day.” “blow up?!”

🥹 THANK YOU SM i’m sorry for taking so long <33

when you ask to split the bills

bf bllk x fem!reader. fluff

-> he’s genuinely confused when you show him the little spreadsheet you made, revealing how you split the costs of everything from rent to living expenses

-> “that’s cool, y/n, but what’s it for?” “i’m gonna start paying for my half of the bills.” “… your half?” “yeah? i live here half the time you do.”

-> he knows you’re being genuine, but isagi can’t help but laugh a bit at how cute you’re being. “why are you laughing? i’m serious!” “i know! that makes you so much cuter.” “😑”

-> once he’s settled, isagi slowly closes your laptop and gives your hand a kiss. “i don’t want you to have to worry about things like rent. you’ve got enough on your plate; i can handle the bills. okay?” your shoulders slump. “okay..” “what if you buy us dinner?” “okay!”

-> “don’t even think about it,” sae said the second he saw you reach for your wallet

-> you give him a look. “we’re splitting the bills 50/50 from now on. i saw the payments, sae. let me chip in—“ he responds by folding your fingers over the card you’re trying to get him to take. “i’m not taking your money, y/n. that’s your money. i make enough to provide for us.”

-> you hate the thought of owing anyone anything, and even though you and sae are in a relationship, you don’t like feeling helpless. “but i want to help.”

-> the conviction in your voice confuses him, but sae knows better than to argue with you. “you want to help?” “yes.” “what if we get a fish?” “.. a fish?” “yeah. it’ll need a place to live, food to eat—“ “i’ve got it covered! get your shoes, babe, we’re getting a fish!”

-> “here,” you said, sliding a check across the kitchen table. barou stared at it for only a moment before sliding it back to you. “no.”

-> you raised a brow. “no?” “no. i’m not accepting that.” “but the rent—“ “i said no, y/n. rent isn’t something i want you to worry about, not with me. let me take care of you.”

-> honestly, you were hoping he’d say that, because bills are expensive. still, the soft emotion in his eyes made your chest swell to the point of ache. “i wanted to help..”

-> barou stood from his chair and cupped your face between his hands. “you are helping. you motivate me to play, and my performance makes the money to pay for all this. without you, we’d have none of it.”

-> you wanted to call bs, but boy did you melt like butter in his grasp. “okay. no more bills talk.” “no more bills talk.”

-> he stares at you blankly as you type your card detail into the automatic rent payment system. “that’s wrong.”

-> you glance back at him with a raised brow. “wrong?” “that’s not my card number.” “i know. it’s mine.” “why.” “so we can split the bills?” “hmm, no, that’s okay.”

-> you almost laugh. “that’s okay?” you mimicked, and nagi shrugged. “i got it.”

-> you hate how his mindless declaration makes you smile. you do want to help with rent, you’d gladly split the bills with him if he asked. but nagi slips the laptop from your grasp and enters his details like it’s a habit, and you’re willing to accept defeat this once

I RLLY TRIED

when they fall for their manager (you’re les)

blue lock & lesbian manager!reader. platonic (obvs)

-> he’s tearing his shirt, tears streaming down his face, as he slides down the wall dramatically when you show up to practice holding hands with your girlfriend

-> “manager.. i thought we had something!” “i’m sorry..?”

-> absolutely loves hitting on you, even though you show no interest in him

-> when your girlfriend shows up to surprise you at work, she happens to run into aiku. he’s so obviously flirting with her, flexing through his jersey and everything, and you can’t help but laugh as you approach

-> “thanks for finding her, oliver!” “oh, you two know each other? ;)” then you kiss her and oliver leaves to find a sink to bury his head in

-> he’s terrible with girls, so since you’re the only female around him all the time, it’s inevitable for him to develop feelings for you

-> he decides to confess, sweaty and shaking with nerves, when you get a phone call. “hey, babe, what’s up?” “babe..?” “oh, sorry, yoichi. it’s my girlfriend.” “GIRLFRIEND?!”

-> you flirt back with ryusei, because you both know the other has more serious sights set on someone else

-> “so, when sae finally accepts my advances, we should have a threesome.” “that’s so hot. i actually have a girlfriend, though.” “foursome?” “bet.”

YES OFCC THANK YOU sorry for the wait!! it’s been a longgg time since i’ve seen a kdrama so hopefully you still enjoy!

reverse kdrama romance with them

broke bf bllk x “tsundere” ceo fem!reader

-> you make enough money to throw around, but you’re very conscious with your savings. the only time you spend money in excess is during work events or when you’re trying to prove a point to an ignorant man

-> or when your cute little boyfriend has a soccer game

-> you aren’t one of those girlfriends who goes all out. you don’t need to jump up like a lunatic every time he touches the ball, but when he scores, the corner of your mouth will raise just enough to break through your stoic expression

-> “which one’s your… wait, you’re dating isagi yoichi?” you keep your face blank as another well-off fan approaches your private booth. “but he’s so… and you’re so… how?”

-> the man’s voice annoys you, and your brows convey that. “he asked. now if you’ll excuse me, i’m being a supportive girlfriend.”

-> he is sunshine incarnate, and everyone you introduce him to gives you the same look. you? the always cold always business woman and bachira? you really take black cat gf and golden retriever bf to a whole new level

-> you love spoiling bachira, especially by taking him out to restaurants and watching his face light up when you tell him to order whatever he wants

-> “does it bother you when i smile a lot, y/n?” he asked you before climbing into the car, you holding the door for him. “why would it bother me, love?” “i don’t know.. you’re so blank. you aren’t scared of smile lines, are you?”

-> you can’t tell if his question is serious or meant to tease you, but you laugh, and he beams. “see! you’re so pretty when you laugh. i like making you happy.” “you make me happy regardless of what i convey on my face. trust me when i say that, alright?”

-> you don’t know why, but from the moment you laid eyes on alexis ness, you knew you wanted to spoil him

-> ness wants to watch a movie? you rent out the theater. he wants a snack? you buy everything in the entire convenience store. and you do it all without breaking your cold exterior, despite how melty you are on the inside

-> people will approach you all the time on dates and ask ness how he managed to pull you. the questions disgust you, and you never try to hide it. “this is a private matter. take your stink elsewhere.”

-> ness always grins when you defend him, despite himself. “you shouldn’t be so mean to people. they might cancel you..” “let them try. i’d find their efforts amusing.”

-> sae thought he had the whole nonchalant thing down until he met you. never in his life has he blushed so much around someone, someone who barely lets themself smile at all

-> despite your blank, stoic demeanor, you want nothing more than to wrap yourself around itoshi sae and keep him with you forever

-> the internet dubs you the ice couple due to your cold expressions whenever you’re in public together

-> people love to try and steal your attention away from your boyfriend, and you’re always sure to shoot icy glares in their directions. meanwhile, anytime sae is asked how he managed to convince you to give him a chance, he just grins and says, “they stalked and bribed me.”

-> he’s the only person who challenges you. with a status like yours, it’s not every day that someone openly questions your authority or the way you live your life, so when michael kaiser doesn’t seem intimidated in the slightest by you, you’re intrigued

-> you hum one day when kaiser steps into the elevator with you, the doors closing and locking the two of you together for only a few seconds

-> “you’re quite pretty,” you tell him, and though kaiser doesn’t look at you, you can see his blush in the wall of mirrors. “what is it about me that you feel the need to constantly challenge? or do all people in power piss you off.”

-> to your surprise, kaiser spins around and smirks at you. “i have an issue with authority figures.” “good think i’m just rich, then.”

-> after that, you make sure kaiser knows that you aren’t there to abuse your position of power. you enjoy taking him shopping and purchasing anything he looks at for more than 5 seconds, not that kaiser has any objections

thank you sm!! + more specific is perfect <3

secret admirer

childhood best friend!yukimiya x gn!reader. fluff, slight crack

when you first found a heart-shaped letter in your locker, you immediately reported to childhood best friend!yukimiya

“bruh, look!” you shoved the letter in his face, beaming as he blushed at the sweet-sounding words written all for you. childhood best friend!yukimiya gently pushed your hand away with a laugh and asked why you felt the need to tell him everything that happened in your life

you ignored him. childhood best friend!yukimiya adjusted his glasses before fixing you with a look. “any ideas who it’s from?”

you didn’t really care. you already had feelings for someone and had to look away from childhood best friend!yukimiya to hide your blushing face. “i don’t care.”

childhood best friend!yukimiya deflated behind your back. “you don’t? is the writing bad or something?”

no, you wanted to say, but you didn’t want childhood best friend!yukimiya to think you were developing feelings for this secret admirer. he’d back off and help you find them if he thought you did like a gentleman

so, you shrugged and finally met childhood best friend!yukimiya’s eyes. “i have feelings for someone, already.”

you were trying to hint with your brows that he was the someone else you were referring to, but you watched as childhood best friend!yukimiya’s shoulders sagged. “oh. okay.”

“wait, why okay? h—wait, come back here, mister!” you called after childhood best friend!yukimiya as he grumbled something about romantic rhymes being stupid and outdated

it hit you so suddenly that your shoes squeaked with your abrupt halt. “wait,” you called, causing childhood best friend!yukimiya to stop as well. “did you write the letter?”

“well, i was hoping you wouldn’t hate it so much—“ childhood best friend!yukimiya’s words cut off when you slammed into his chest, arms wrapping him in a tight hug

childhood best friend!yukimiya blinked for a moment before hugging you back. “dummy!” you scolded. “why the theatrics? you’re supposed to be the practical one and just confess!”

“what if you rejected me?” was childhood best friend!yukimiya’s response, to which you pinched his arm and pulled away. “we’ve been married since kindergarten, stupid. there’s no rejecting you after that.”

childhood best friend!yukimiya tugged your back in for a hug, laughing gently. “you’re right. i should have been planning for our ten-year anniversary, not writing cheesy love letters. my bad, spousey.”

you glared at childhood best friend!yukimiya. “terrible nickname. 2/10. how about, o’ lovely y/n, the apple of my eye and ruler of my heart?”

“o’ lovely y/n, the apple of my eye and ruler of my heart. yep, it’s got a ring to it. we have a winner,” childhood best friend!yukimiya played along, ruffling your hair once before happily following you to your next class