tara.ᐣ

TARA

born in a star she music is life

⌞ ❝ the moon was on our side, once upon a time ❞ ⌝



 ᖰ phantom siita, t-ara, kikuohana, akugetsu ᖳ

reqs are open .ᐟ

fandoms : bllk ༝ sakadays ༝ jjk ༝ wind breaker ༝ gokurakugai ༝ phantom busters ༝ return of the crazy demon ༝ aslfua ༝ jjba ༝ kaiju no. 8 ༝ the great pretender ༝ all saints street ༝ mp 100 ༝ whc ༝ jjba ༝ + more ༝ mainly an anime watcher.

where i draw the line : big/large age gaps, incest (including step siblings), abusive relationships, taking advantage of reader/character when they haven’t verbalised consent, dads bsf type things.

live life to the fullest

you deserve it

featuring : uni student!karasu tabito x gender neutral reader

synopsis : it’s easier to get a one bedroom apartment and share a bed. but why is he feeling this way..?

a/n : thank you guys for all the support, you’re all so so so sweet! i finally made a carrd, so happy that’s done with. I need a job. anyways enjoy guys love you all. listening to purple rain as im writing this, it makes me so nostalgic.. and i watched dps and OH MY BABY NEIL TODD NUWANDA KNOX MEEKS PITTS I LOVE YOU ALL. cameron was a cunt.

as longterm friends, you both felt comfortable with each other. comfortable enough in fact that when you both reached university, you decided to rent an apartment together. however with both your lack of funds, it seemed practically impossible to find a place that was in your budget, near your university and also was a two bedroom apartment. both of you went out of your way to even look at some places, but alas, no hope.

“fuck.. this seems impossible. i wonder how people did it back in the old days.” you bring up thoughtfully, an exhausted sigh leaving you as you bite into a pocky stick. the air was cold around you, a given in these freezing winter times.. it was alright though, the cold could be worse. luckily for you however, karasu’s sharp eyes were immediately locked onto the fact you were cold. he could see it clearly. the way your arms were tightly crossed against your chest, the twitch in your jaw, the way you jolted slightly every now and again. with a hum, he takes off his scarf and wraps it around your neck, before going back to acting aloof.

“well it was cheaper, weren’t it?” karasu leans back against the bench you both sat on in the park, his eyes drifting to the pocky between your lips before looking straight ahead. “besides, if it was that easy, you’d be whinin’ ‘bout somethin’ already. this is buildin’ character.” he smirks and nudges your arm with his elbow.

you roll your eyes in faux annoyance and frown, yet your body leans into him instinctively. “shut it, tabi.. this is hardly anything but soul sucking. pisses me off.. the last guy we went to kept hiding all the broken furniture. unbelievable, right??”

karasu nodded in response, letting his head tilt back as a cloud of his cold breath departs from his lips. you both sit in silence for a while before he speaks.

“.. should we get a one bedroom place?”

another moment of silence passes by. you look at him and he looks at you, a softer grin on his lips. “you look like saw a ghost. cat got yer tongue?” he muses.

“i.. no, i.. look if we did hypothetically get a one bedroom, where would we sleep?”

“same bed obviously.”

and that’s when you both wounded up looking at a one bedroom apartment near your uni the very next day. it was cosy, obviously smaller but that was to be expected. the living room was large enough for you both, and had a kitchen connected to it.. there was also a small balcony attached.

the man touring you was a elderly man. he smiled at both of you whilst gently patting karasu’s arm. “together, hm? very nice couple you both make..” he chuckled, before going off to another part of the room. you both were stunned into silence, both looking away from each other to act like he hadn’t said anything. when it finally came to an end, the old man sat down on a stool and let out a groan.

“you’re gonna take it?” he presumed, a knowing on his face, to which karasu nods.

“that’s right.. when can we move in?”

“hm.. tomorrow, and throughout the week. first month is free.”

you both graciously took the offer and moved in the very next day, the cold once again greeting you as it email itted from the open balcony. a huff leaves your lips as you haul your belongings through the door. “damn— i’m so tired.. i barely slept..!” you groaned and laid on the sofa as karasu brings in his own things.

“we’ve barely been in for a minute, and you already wanna sleep? lazyass.” he teased, stretching his arms over his head. the way his zipped coat slid up over his abs didn’t escape you, but it made you focus on something else. “what, you were too excited to sleep?”

“.. somethin’ like that.” you mumble.

eventually you both pack away your things, eat soba, relax.. until it was the fateful time. the bedding situation. after brushing your teeth, you lay in bed beside karasu, the tension thick enough to cut through. another plume of cold air brushes past you, making you shiver. of course, he notices this, and tugs you closer, wrapping his arms around you and pressing his face in your chest. your eyes drift down at him. he did this with too much ease, as if this meant nothing.

but you knew him better. every action was carefully thought through, and so was this. without any reluctance, you press your face into his hair, now soft without his usual gel. you inhale lightly, already feeling warmer than before from his embrace. your eyes close from the heavy lifting of the day, drowsiness taking over your body at once. as you slowly slipped into a state of sleep, karasu speaks up, a more vulnerable hint in his voice.

“.. hey.” karasu looks up at you, his calculating eyes now softened.

“mmh..?”

“why did you agree so quickly to sleepin’ in a bed together?..”

“dunno. spur of the moment, you could say.”

“alright.” he pauses. “.. why didn’t you correct that old guy?”

“why didn’t you?”

karasu’s expression blanks slightly, before he sighs and presses his lips against your neck, your breath faltering in response. your tired, drowsy voice was was soothing him and making him even clingier. “touché.”

“.. i tried to convince myself that it was out of convenience, but..” another kiss presses against the column of your throat. “i like this. i like bein’ next to yer dumbass. makes me not miss home so much.”

you bite your lip, to which he swipes with his thumb.

“you’re so stupid.. just go to sleep. i’ll be here when you wake up, ‘kay?” you press his face back onto your chest, making him smirk.

“this mean we’re..?”

“.. we can talk about that in the morning.” you kiss the top of his head.

“alright.” karasu bites his tongue to not say anything else, but he relents.

“.. love ya.”

he could practically hear your eyes bulge out of its sockets, making him chuckle, a noise that made you even more at ease.

“love you too.”

was it really out of convenience? you fall asleep with the thought lingering. it didn’t matter, though.

since you both were together. maybe not as a couple yet, but intertwined like one.

OF COURSEEEEEE!!! ALSO CONGRATS ON BEING MY FIRST REQ ANON WOOOOOOO!!!

any characters you specifically want? i don’t mind !!

featuring : zantetsu tsurugi x gender neutral reader

synopsis : zantetsu asked you for help on his homework, but now he’s feeling a little distracted..

a/n : thank you so much for the support on the other ff guys, you’re all so sweet !! 😳 my baby zantetsu doesn’t get enough love, so i’m taking matters into my own hands, sorry if this is ooc. have a good day/afternoon/night !

“you carry the x over nine, see here?”

your voice was gentle as you taught zantetsu the content he needed help with, which was a standard thing for you both. he always confided in you, since you were one of the only people, aside from his family, to treat him not as an idiot, but just as.. him. that’s how your bond grew; the softness you gave him made him feel at ease, all his worries just dispersed whenever he was with you, but he couldn’t understand why. why his heart would flutter around you, why he instinctively looks for you in class, and why his steps became slower when he was with you. zantetsu prided himself on his speediness, because it distracted from the fact that he wasn’t exactly the most knowledgeable.. but with you? things could finally slow down, just not his heart.

a small feeling of regret begins to form in the back of his head, because, to whatever deity was watching, he could not focus on the words you were spouting— it all blurred into the background as he stared longingly at you, his eyes tracing each minuscule feature on your face, your jawline, the way your lashes flutter with every slow blink, giving away your tiredness. he eventually catches himself and looks away, cheeks flushing as he attempts to focus on the work. after all, he’s the one that asked you to go out of your way and help him after school. you had no reason to. you could’ve declined, spend your day doing whatever you do when you’re at home and sleep in ‘til the weekend, which was tomorrow. but you chose to walk with him back to his house, and tutor him.

“tsurugiiii..” you drawled softly, leaning in to get his attention.

“uh- y-yes?” zantetsu immediately straightens, clearing his throat as he tries to act like the hairs at the back of his neck aren’t standing from the way you said his name so.. enticingly.

“what did i just say, hm?”

at that, his mind truly blanked. with a sigh, he looks back at you with his rosy red cheeks and a slight pout on his lips. “i dunno. i wasn’t looking at the work..”

before you can even ask about what he was looking at, zantetsu answers for you.

“you. i was looking at you.” he replies bluntly, staring at you with his steely yet tender grey eyes.

a brief silence followed from his words, your slightly widened eyes making him feel even more anxious. did he say something wrong?

you swallow your thoughts, and lean in slightly closer, which makes zantetsu’s breath hitch. you could practically hear the poor boys heartbeat pounding through his shirt.

“you were focused on me?..” you huffed, gently squeezing his nose, making him let out a soft noise of faux annoyance. “you should’ve been focused on the work. there’s a test next week, y’know.”

zantetsu frowns. “i knowww.. but you’re..!” he becomes at a loss for words when he gets a clear view of your face, forcing him to look away.

“i’m what?”

“…” his eyes roam over you as he gulps.

“distracting. you’re too distracting, okay?..”

another silence falls upon you both. zantetsu sighs and rests his head against his desk out of pure embarrassment. why did he say that.. now you’re definitely going to know what he feels about you. he feels a hand land on top of his head, in turn making him lift his head. “what?..”

“can i do something?”

he lifts his head fully, a perplexed expression on his face when hearing your question. nonetheless, he nods and waits patiently for whatever action you’re about to do.

smooch!

his eyes widen expeditiously immediately after feeling your soft lips press against his cheek. his mouth opens like a guppy, before closing again out of fear from saying something stupid.

“i’ll give you a kiss every time you get a question right.”

and of course, zantetsu began to write like his life depended on it. there were some times he needed some help on a few questions, but you didn’t care, seeing as that he was properly doing his work to get best of his ability, and you got to kiss him as a reward. by the time he finished, there were some errors, but most of it was correct.

later on, you both laid in his bed, his face buried in your hair and your legs intertwined like messy cables. he refused to let you go, mainly because he was flustered, but also, he finally got ahold of his feelings and properly understood them. the way you were kissing his face.. he wanted that permanently. he craved it. he tilts your head up and glances down at your lips. noticing this, you smiled and nodded. “go ahead.”

zantetsu didn’t need to be asked twice. his lips pressed against yours lightly, scared of potentially hurting you. his hands moved to your waist, pulling you as close as humanly possible against his body whilst his lips dance with yours. when you part, he kisses your forehead, then cheeks, then nose.

featuring: r. itoshi, s. barou, t. karasu, t. zantetsu x gender neutral reader.

synopsis: you got into a fight at school, and now need the softness of them.

a/n: hello guys this is my FIRST fanfic please be nice if you’re reading 😅😅😅 self indulgent in the way that these are a few of my fav boys. in barous one i said plaster because yes im a brit.. can you tell whos my fav lol. what’s your guys fav song atm? hope you’re having a good morning/afternoon/night ! ☆

r. itoshi —

upon finding out you had gotten into a fight from that singular text that appeared in your chat, rin immediately dropped everything and aimlessly wandered around until he finally found your location. you were sitting on a bench, not crying, but not exactly happy either. his normally stone heart cracked ever so slightly, at the sight of seeing you so.. dejected. so neutral, with a few of bruises on your face and across your knuckles that you didn’t seem to really care about.

rin walked over and stood in front of you, momentarily at a loss for words due to the unfamiliarity of the situation. people were supposed to not like him, not you— the light in his life, his salvation when things went awry. he crouched down in front of you and took out a handkerchief, before gently patting whatever blood was on your body with it tenderly. he knew getting angry over someone’s ass you already kicked was pointless, but he couldn’t help feel a pit of rage bubbling in his stomach.

“.. it’s okay.” rin mumbled as he sits beside you, taking your hand in his. “do.. do you wanna sit here or go to the nurse?”

when you chose the former, rin nodded, and let you lean against him. his arm went around your waist as he inhaled the fragrance of your hair. that text, “i got into a fight” scared the hell out of him. his grip on you tightened by a fraction, because the thought of you helpless made him feel so.. lukewarm. he was meant to have your back, protect you and be there for you, not have a repeat of sae where he left him alone.. but that wasn’t important. it wasn’t about him.

lingering on past things was meaningless, because the main concern was on you. he briefly raised his head to see if anyone was around, before gently kissing your cheek, and looking away with reddening ears. the adorable, familiar ones that managed to cheer you up after any occasion of distress.

“.. call me immediately if it happens again. i would’ve kicked their ass for you.”

s. barou —

“WHAT.” barou’s voice raised instantly upon being told by your friends that you was injured, and was currently sitting on a bench outside. without another word spoken, his large frame beelined through the halls, a permanent scowl on his face to deflect from the worry he felt surrounding you. what if you were badly injured? or worse, needed to go to the hospital, all because he wasn’t there to protect you? his teeth clenched, a vein popping on his forehead the longer he thought about you getting seriously hurt by peasants.

but all thoughts about potentially beating other students up ceased when he saw you, sitting there by yourself, your chest rising with each slow breath you take. barou immediately walks over to you and takes your hand, before pulling you back inside the building. no words were exchanged throughout the whole walk to the nurses office. he opened it, yet finds no-one inside the room.. how annoying. he closes the door behind him as you take a seat on the bed, your gaze downwards. the sight of your normally bright self affected him more than he had realised. it was as if he was dependent on your smile, your happiness, and the love you emitted, since it was a clear contrast to his usual brashness. a good contrast, that he deeply treasured, to other people’s dismay.

his head shakes the thoughts out of his head and focuses on the task at hand— help you. barou looks around for supplies and eventually begins to clean your wounds with a tenderness that was only present with the people he cared about. his sisters, and you. his hands were larger compared to yours, something you noticed but never verbalised. you pressed your palm against his before letting out a quiet huff of laughter and weakly smiling.

“your hands are huge.”

your abrupt interruption caught him off guard, the groove of applying rubbing alcohol then a plaster onto cuts broken. he bites his lip and lets out a “tch”, before going back to cleaning the wounds, your expression falling once more.

“.. well of course they’re big.” barou grumbles. a few seconds of silence passes through when suddenly, as an act of impulse, his lips press against yours. without time to process, he pulls away and cups your cheek, looking at you with his intense, ruby eyes, now soft with love.

“forget about the peasants. i’m here now, idiot.”

t. karasu —

you were practically nowhere to be found, which worried karasu, much to his denial. he wandered around aimlessly, sharp eyes darting to each room around the school with a stoic face, his expression giving off nothing but aloofness as he tried to find you. typically you were sitting in your classroom with your friends, but you weren’t even there. an exhale leaves him as he brings out his phone and finally calls you.

one ring. then another. then another, until you finally answered your phone.

“hello..?” karasu could hear the exhaustion in your voice straightaway, a stark difference to your normal personality.

“where are you? what happened?”

“.. i’m beneath one of the trees.”

he didn’t need to be told anything else, his long legs taking him outside and looking beneath every tree in the school, until he eventually found you quietly sitting there, your knees brought up to your chin as she stared into the nothingness of the atmosphere. karasu plops down beside you with a sigh, leaning back on his hands as you two sat there in silence. what was he meant to say? he had no clue, so he opted for bringing you closer and make your head rest on his shoulder, his hand trailing up and down your arm to try and soothe you.

“dumbass..” karasu whispers, his eyes finally darting to your bruised cheeks and arms. they narrowed in response, his voice becoming sharper, but not towards you. never towards you, but towards whoever laid hands on you. the thought made him tense, but he soon relaxed upon looking at your glossy eyes. he cups your cheeks, thumbs brushing over small tears that rolled down your skin without permission. karasu’s forehead presses against yours. “you coulda told me somethin’ happened.” his lips press against your eyes. “woulda kicked their ass for ya..”

“i know you would’ve..” you rub your eyes to get rid of the tears, before letting out a soft huff. “sorry.”

karasu’s expression became affectionate almost immediately upon hearing that small apology. his arms encase you, hands holding onto your waist like a vice as he presses his cheek against yours.

“don’t apologise like ’s yer fault. they’re just mediocre, yeah?”

t. zantetsu —

his lips were pulled into a frown as he walked around attempting to find you, the maths book in his arms forgotten whilst he peeks into different classrooms. zantetsu leans against the wall and shuts his eyes tightly, trying to think intently about where your whereabouts could potentially be. he always knew where you were, he had memorised the places you normally went since he, most of the time, needed your help when it came to class work. other times.. he just wanted to see you. you comforted him when he was berated for being less intelligent than others, and you focused on his other good qualities. it was something he adored about you. his fingers pushed his glasses up out of habit, and out of concern.

zantetsu hummed to himself, before overhearing a conversation between two girls.

“why would y/n even wanna fight in the first place, she’s probably gonna be suspended..!” one girl huffed.

“i’d fight too if they said that about the person i’m with.” the other girl replied passively.

.. a partner? since when did you even have one? whatever, that wasn’t the main focus. the main focus was you, wherever you were. he sprints around the school, looking in every crevice of the building for you as anxiety eats away at him with every step that he took. the words of those two girls lingered in his head. partner? and what’d they say about them? it was weird, because you’d normally tell him anything and everything about your life. why’d you keep this a secret?

after looking everywhere, zantetsu decides to take a break, and walk up to the roof to eat his lunch- the usual pep in his step now glum by not seeing you. he walks out, the cold air brushing against his cheeks and sending a chill down his spine while he continues to walk towards the very opposite end of the rooftop, a place where you both sat every now and again. he was expecting to be alone for his peace of mind, but his eyes landed on you. listening to music alone, no lunch in front of you. it squeezed his soul.

without a word, he sits opposite you, both your legs touching. no words were exchanged, but he kept feeding you some of his food, and giving you a drink of his small carton of milk. the act continues, until he suddenly speaks.

“.. why’d you.. y’know, fight?” zantetsu’s voice was gentle, but his thoughts became a mess once more. “and who are you dating..?

your eyes narrowed in confusion for a moment, eventually widening in recognition. “oh, that.. some.. a guy called you a stupid bastard. i wasn’t about to let him insult you like that.”

“as for the other thing.. people think we’re dating— w-which, is fine! you can clear it up if you want to—“ your words were cut short when zantetsu leaned in and kissed your lips. it was clumsy, awkward, but you could feel the adoration coming from him as you both settled into it. when you part, he leans his forehead against yours, his breath hitching.