#yoon0

⋆★ ! ADAM

surprisingly a good dad, (even though he prob got you pregnant on accident)

very attentive to both you and your child’s needs

sometimes shoos you away so he can spend time with “his offspring”

cosmo is DEFINITELY the Godfather, argue with a wall

GIRL DAD that swears he wanted a boy (he's lying)

literally cannot take anything serious as a dad and makes everything a joke

fun but kind of an irresponsible dad but it's ok!

as soon as you opened the door to your humble pent house, you were met with babbling sounds and squeals from the living room. you slightly chuckled to your self, already knowing what you were walking unto.

"im home!" you yelled out, alerting your husband of your presence.

not a minute after, you heard loud, quick foot steps coming your way and suddenly you saw the appearance of your husband and your 7 month old. upon seeing you, the baby burst out in squeals and laughter, kicking her feet up and down rapidly in her father's arms.

"awhh! hi there honey! did daddy take good care of you? yeah?" you said in a high pitched voice, slowly taking the baby from your husband's arms.

once the baby was secure on your hip, you decided to look up at your husband's face, expecting to see the hardened facial expression that only softened for you, the small stubble slowly forming around your husband's chin, and the quiet but alerting baby blue eyes that your child had inherited.

instead of seeing any of these qualities, you unfortunately saw a low quality photo of your face taped poorly unto the face of who you assumed was adam's. you stared at his face for a good minute, trying to figure out why the hell he has a photo of you on his face and as if he read your mind, he started to speak up.

"the kid wouldn't listen to me without this thing on me. 'hope you know that you corrupted her."

you couldn't help but burst out in laughter, partially silencing your baby's babbles. you noticed the slight twitch of your "loving" husband's face, causing you to cover your giggles.

"im - pffth - im so sorry that my kid actually loves me.."

"keep talking and im gonna render you immobile."

⋆★ ! AKOYA

kinda unavailable as a dad

like he will be there for his child physically but emotionally? yeah no

claims that he "does everything" (even though you're the one that teaches, feeds, and clothes them)

baby trapped you. (yall this man is NOT A GOOD PERSON)

boy dad. he will be DAMNED if you give birth to a girl (but secretly loves her SO MUCH bc that's his baby girl)

you had finally entered the school grounds of your child, rushing to the principals office due to the call you had gotten earlier.

once you had finally reached the principals office, you took a deep breathe and fixed your clothing before entering, not expecting to see the face of your lover, currently giving your daughter's principal the meanest stare that he wouldn't even give you.

"what do you mean my daughter was being disrespectful to teachers? are you questioning my parenting?"

you cringed at the word 'my', knowing damn well he didn't do anything to help you and your daughter, just throwing money around and going on his way to wherever.

"sir, I never said anything of the sort. all I am saying is that a punishment is due for all of her rudeness on school grounds. i mentioned maybe a 5 day suspension so maybe thats-"

"definitely not. again, why are you persecuting her? my daughter would not do anything of the sort and you are despicable for even saying that she would."

you decided to not make any noise to not alert the two, who were obviously in a heated argument. instead, you decided to step back and close the door a bit to watch the scence unfold. the way he acts toward you and your daughter seemed like he hated the two of you but here he was, defending her!

the principal and your husband went on and argued for a bit more, leading to the principal leaving the room and "expelling" your daughter from your husband's lack of compliance.

your daughter and your husband sat there for what seemed like a long time before he patted your daughter's head.

"it's okay sweetheart, that vile woman will be dealt with for carrying out the will of evil. how about instead of dwelling on her wrongdoings, we go out?"

you daughter looked up at akoya's face, smiling a jumping up to hug him.

"thank you daddy! can we get ice cream too?"

"of course we can love."

you smiled softly at the scene, your heart bursting at the seems from the adorable scene. though you wondered, when did your angry, mean, and justice-obsessed husband become so..soft?

⋆★ ! HAYAMI

#mymanmymanmyman

litterally everything you could ask for in a dad

PERFECT mix of strict and fun, litterally second best dad (kaolang is first)

you wouldn't have to do anything during the pregnancy; he's got it don't worry

PROBABLY got you pregnant on accident (he was lost in the sauce)

him and his kid are BEST FRIENDS

probably a boy dad but wouldn't mind a girl

stresses more than a mothafucker when you go into labor

there you were, huffing and puffing from being in the scorching pain of child bearing. if actions could speak, you'd be screaming louder than sound itself from all of the hitting and smacking you were doing to the hospital bed. you really were trying to refrain from yelling so that you don't manage to lose your voice but the dammed baby in your stomach was as stubborn as you.

suddenly, your vagina felt like it was on fire and your breathing became more prolonged. you were tuning out the calls from the doctors telling you to "push" and to "keep going" from the intense pain.

you were holding back the angry and sad mix of yells you were about to let out. with heavy breathes, you decided to let out your anger on your fiancé, who was covered in hospital attire next to you. your soft and manicured hands were holding his rough and large hands kindly before you inputted a large amount of pain and anger into the hold.

it seemed like you even took your husband off guard because of how intensely he was looking at your hand that was now squeezing the life out of his. he was about to speak from behind his hospital mask before you sent him a glare that shut him up immediately.

"i don't want hear a SINGLE word from you right now."

you shut him up faster than a punch could, which could be called an achievement if you think about it.

once your baby boy, who took every bit of strength out of you, was finally born, it seemed like your fiancé couldn't get his hands off of him.

"hey there little guy... im gonna be your dad ok? I hope you'll take me."

you smiled at him softly cradling the pretty baby in his hands with gentleness that he hadn't even touched you with. the baby's soft coos could be heard from inside your fiancé's arms, warming your heart even further.

maybe the childbirth was worth it.

⋆★ ! HATSUMI

super duper fun dad

ngl he would do either TOO MUCH with his kid or not enough.

either way he's the best with his kid

another one who would be bffs with his child

probably didn't want kids UNTILL he got you pregnant (accidentally)

girl dad. no questions whatsoever

it was a traditional thing that you and your family had made to always surprise someone whenever they went out and came back. this time, your husband was due to being surprised this time.

as your husband came back from another one of his fighting tournaments, your daughter had a great idea on how to surprise him today.

"im home!" he called out as he walked inside of your warm home, contrary to the cold weather outside.

..no response.

to his surprise, he wasn't being scared as soon as he walked in or greeted back in silly costumes. instead he was greeted with the same silence he always desired. but now, this same silence made him feel uneasy.

where was his daughter and wife? did they go out? are they hiding?

with a new found determination, he decided to push those thoughts away and instead look for an answer.

hatsumi tore the place down, top to bottom and found no one, just himself. with his heart slowly forming a sense of fear he started to become more agitated, calling your phone repeatedly and shouting for the two of you. hatsumi was about to search outside of the house before he released he hadn't checked on place. your daughters old nursey.

the nursery was long forgotten but it was still there, with all of the toys and your daughters old crib in order to honor her baby self. he reluctantly went closer to the door, slowly pushing it open to find you and your daughter dressed up as loraxes, dancing around a fake thneed tree to no music. all of the fear and worry hatsumi had before had now been replace with confusion and annoyance as he stared at the two of you.

"what is this."

as if on cue, the two of you handed him a oncler outfit and told him to change.

if this was family bonding, hatsumi wasn't sure he liked it very much.

⋆★ ! HIMURO

when he settles down, he settles DOWN

amazing dad, probably just is a bit too strict for your liking

probably baby traps the WHOLE house and says that it's to protect your baby

super overprotective over his child and you can't change his mind unfortunately

boy dad but wanted a girl.

he is the best dad (top 3)

you had left for the night shift of your job and had instructed himuro to feed your son before putting him to sleep and so that was what himuro was going to do.

well, it was what he attempted to do.

"no!"

himuro let out a huff of defeat as he slowly lowered the fork full of spinach down from his son's face. it had been 30 minutes now of begging the little boy to eat his veggies but he wouldn't let up.

"cmon hitori. if you wanna be strong like me, you gotta eat your vegetables!"

the little boy pouted his lips and shook his head vigorously, refusing to eat again. himuro was lost. he never cared for a child before and now this one was complaining and huffing over vegetables. he then sighed again, knowing that he would have to use his secret weapon.

your voice.

himuro had previously instructed you to record a voice message and to send it to him in case your shared son was feeling grumpy and uncompliant with certain demands.

as himuro pulled out his phone and turned on the voice recording, it seemed like the little boy was now intently looking at the phone until he heard your voice.

"hi there honey! i know im not there right now but be a good boy for mommy and eat your food okay?"

the boy quickly started to smile and cheer at hearing your voice immediately, causing a ruckus from the joy he was in. at seeing this, your husband started to pick up the fork full of veggies and push them to the mouth of the boy. instead of throwing the fork on the floor and complaining like the previous times, your toddler happily accepted the food, gulping it down in the matter of seconds.

damn, my son is really a mama's boy. himuro thought with a smile.

⋆★ ! COSMO

I can't see him as a dad but a cool uncle but I digress,

litterally SO FUN AS A DAD?

probably uses dad jokes everyday and he's dead serious in saying a joke everyday

he's that one dad you'd be embarrassed to bring to meet your friends bcs he's so awkward and corny

can and will be strict when needed—otherwise he is just a kind soul

honestly he is both a girl and boy dad but leaning towards boy

I'm sorry but he caves to anything his child asks of him

you want to go to Paris? okay sure!

you wanna own Paris? not sure he can do that but he'll try!

"daddy daddy! can I come with you to your job?"

your fiancé was one step outside the door when your three year old son decided to bring up his terrible fighting job he was in the middle of going to. he slowly turned to see him, grabbing tightly unto his sweat pants looking up at him with the most pleading eyes he has ever seen. cosmo quickly looked around for you to shut down your toddler's request until he realized that you were fast asleep in your shared room. he then quickly looked back to to make eye contact with his child.

"oh well buddy..you can't! daddy's job is very dangerous and serious and it's not made a cutie like you!"

your son's face slowly faded into a sad one, his lips now pouting and his eyes watering up. cosmo swore that his heart broke into millions of piece just looking at the poor baby.

although he didn't really want to, he couldn't exactly resist the sad, doggy eyes he was getting from his son.

so he caved.

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walking to the abandoned warehouse with a stroller was absolutely stupid of him, why didn't he just carry the boy on his shoulders?!

whatever, he was already here and his adorable baby was in the stroller on his tablet watching some lousy kids shows.

cosmo could've sworn that his heart dropped when he finally entered to see a match already going on with so many business men surrounding the event. he was now rethinking everything. he should've just said no! now it's gonna be a pain having to fight and watch your son..

as he entered, he was immediately approached by adam and kureshi.

"hey cosmo!"

the two didn't seem to notice the stroller immediately until small baby sounds came from it. adam was the first on to speak, noticing the child almost immediately.

"-what do we have here?"

cosmo knew he was screwed. you and adam were great friends so he probably wouldn't hesitate to you where your child currently was!

before kureshi could ask a question of his own, cosmo bent down into a bow.

"i beg of both of you! please don't tell [name] i brought him here, they'll kill me!"

the two laughed as cosmo was begging, his voice starting to shake in fear of what would happen to him if you were to find out. adam sharply put his arms on cosmos shoulders before talking to him again.

"ahh don't worry cos! we won't tell them, but one condition.."

cosmo looked up at adam, subtle fear in his eye of what Adam was about to suggest.

"what is it?"

"you've gotta leave the child in our care while you fight."

cosmo sighed a loud sigh before he finally realized that that the two were just playing with him to make him scared. he chuckled a dry laugh before saying,

"yeah, i was planning on it"

⋆★ ! INABA

little dad with little daughter <3

SO CUTE AS A DAD

litterally cradles his child in his hair and make like a little woven basket to hold them in 😭❤️

SO protective over you and the child

your daughter DEFINITELY got all of her hair from him, no questions asked

GIRL DAD COMPLETELY, DIDNT WANT A BOY

you had 'accidently' walked in on you husband's 'daddy and daughter time' that they had told you not to interrupt but you were just a girl and curious on what they were doing but the heart warming sight in front of you was the thing you expected to see.

your daughter was getting her hair braided by your husband into a long french braid while she was in a pretty mulan kimono that you are sure inaba bought for her. she was humming the words to "Be A Man" from the Mulan movie while making the sounds effect too.

your husband, who was behind her, focused on brading right, was dressed in a formal yukata with black and gray Chinese warrior armor that resembles a Genji armor with gold trim with his hair in a neat bun, obviously replicating li shang. it was adorable seeing the two bond so eagerly, you decided to not bother them.

as you went back into the living room, you wondered if they were going to watch the movie which in turn made you want to make Mulan inspired snacks for them. you quickly texted your husband, telling him not start tge movie until you come. almost immediately, you got to work.

you made a bunch of the snacks, some looked prettier than others and some tasted better than others but you tried your best for not having recipes for all of them. you plated all of them, making them look as presentable as possible before you walked to the bedroom where the two were before.

on cue, as you opened the door, both your husband and daughter surprised you with their outfits. your daughter now had chinese inspired makeup on and she was ranting about how good it looked on her. your husband on the other hand, stared at you, captivated by you before speaking up.

"you didn't have to my love but thank you."

a small smile showed up on his face as your heart warmed up even more at his words of gratitude.

the night went on with you and your family, chowing down your homemade snacks and falling asleep to the quiet mulan soundtrack in the background.

yall im backkk 🤭🤭

The skies seemed darker, you noted.

Staring up into the clouds, you counted each and every star you could see mentally, which served as a short lived distraction. You weren't supposed to zone out like this but you had no choice; you were alone with the boy that had your heart, even though it was clear that there were no relations between you two.

The old memories rushed into your mind of all the dark skies you'd seen when on dates with Baki and every memory made your heart hurt more and more. Dwelling on the past was the only cure you knew to heal a wound that was already too deep.

“[Name]? You okay?”

You snapped your head to meet eyes with the brunette. His eyes gleaming in the moon and his wavy hair flowing in the soft wind. The boy you loved was now a distant friend, always smiling as if the pain didn’t affect him.

“I’m fine Baki. Really.”

The boy sighed softly.

“ ‘Was just making sure.”

You looked away for a second, back at the dark starry night before you heard Baki speak up again. You turned your head to look at him, seeing how glossy his eyes looked now.

“I know this is kinda, taboo, to ask but..”

He turned his head to make eye contact with you.

“Are we okay [Name]?”

The question had taken you off guard, making your breath hitched before you forced yourself to answer.

“Of course we are Baki.”

The fake cheery tone you had used made Baki squint his eyes sadly. He knew that the talks that you two shared were excuses to be able to talk, to hear each other again. The smiles you would share were never reach your eyes, holding back emotions that you both wouldn’t dare share.

The quiet that fell between you two wasn’t insufferable but it was heavy. The lack of clarity between you two making you feel heavy like lead. The same lies you had told yourselves seemed to crumble down into dust. You were okay being friends.

You both chose distance not because you stopped loving each other but because you loved each other too much to survive it. It wasn’t wrong and didn’t hurt either of you. It kept you both at an arms distance so the hurt wouldn’t reach both of you.

But the truth was that a dark sky had fallen on both of you, and none of you could lighten it up again. And neither of you dared to try.

^ྀི𝐊𝐀𝐈𝐎𝐇 𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐔

ughhh Mr. RESTU 💔☹️

he would pretend that he was okay but really isn’t (nobody can tell)

for his own honor, he will simply leave you alone

he would agree to be friends and will greet you but do NOT expect this man to talk to you.

he will try to avoid conversation with you because he doesn’t want the both of you to hurt any more then you already do

if anyone asks him about you he will play it off respectfully (he will not defame your name) but trust that they accidentally just pushed the knife deeper into his heart

probably the best cope - r out of all the Baki boys (besides sukune)

You were walking through the Shin-ShinKai dojo just trying to get to your next class, already rushing through the halls with training bag in hand.

Of course, in the midst of your rush you had to see the person you wanted to see last. Sea King Restu. You stopped in place watching him walk through the halls, his presence once comforting now suffocating. Your eyes scanned how he was focused on the scenery of the city outside the large glass window.

You saw his face, the sharp jawline that you would kiss over and over again. You started to smile slightly until you realized you can be fawning over a man who was now indifferent to your presence.

Quickly, you snapped out of it and looked at how close he was getting to you. Seeing how he was approaching you quickly, you moved to the side. Your abrupt move seemed to alert him of your presence, making him lock eyes with you and stop in shock, taking a slight pause of surprise before giving a perfect bow.

“Good morning, [ Last Name].”

You stared at the man bowing without a smile or emotion, wishing he would treat you like he did before. After his greeting, he gave you a slight nod before he started to move past you. You couldn’t just let him treat you like you were some acquaintance. He barely showed any signs of the hurt you were feeling and you were reaping the carcasses of his ignorance.

With all the confidence and fervor you had, you turned around and addressed him.

“Restu!”

Catching attention from the mention of his name, he turned to look at you with no emotion present on his stern face. You looked at him with determination ridden on your face before speaking with a large inhale.

“Why didn’t you fight for us?”

His eyes widened slightly, surprised that you would confront him so upfront. Returning to his neutral face, he spoke.

“This isn’t a conversation we should be having here, [Name].”

“Then when will we talk? I’m tired of pretending like I’m okay and being hurt by your indifference.”

“…We will talk another time.”

Restu stared to walk away again, slowly turning back to his path before you dropped your gym bag and gripped his wrist with all the strength you had. His head snapped to your close touch and then to your face.

“Why didn’t you ask to stay?”

Then he remembered. His oolong tea going cold because he forgot to drink it, his stance faltering for a split second, his grip getting tighter on his sleeve when he heard your laugh directed at someone else. He realized the emotion he hid deep inside him was there, just hidden.

His eyes softened, and for the first time in what felt like months, you saw something unguarded there. Not indifference. Not distance. Something fragile.

The kind of hurt no one else ever noticed. All the hurt he was feeling being disguised as indifference.

His jaw tightened almost immediately, composure snapping back into place. His fingers twitched at his side before curling into a fist, as if resisting something he refused to allow himself.

He looked at you for a long, steady moment. Not angry. Not cold.

“If I asked you to stay,” he said quietly, each word measured, “I would be asking you to endure the very thing I am trying to protect you from.”

His gaze faltered for half a second before hardening again.

“It would dishonor us both to ask you to stay.”

^ྀི𝐊𝐀𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐈 𝐎𝐑𝐎𝐂𝐇𝐈

worlds biggest yearner.

doesn’t pretend that he’s okay, every one knows he’s not okay

would it be overkill if I said this man might go a little insane w/o you

he’s NOT okay with being friends only and makes it incredibly clear

he loves you so much it’s depressing

I fully believe this man will try to win you back and fail

let someone mentions your name and he’s SNAPPING his neck

eventually he gets the hint and ignores you for his own sanity (which doesnt work btw)

he would try and give you space but after a while he can’t take it and he caves

The dojo was too quiet. Not peaceful. Not calm. Just hollow.

Katsumi stood across from you with his hands at his sides instead of being ready for battle. That alone felt wrong. He had always met you ready, like love was another sparring match he could win if he tried hard enough. Tonight, he looked like a fighter who had finally realized this wasn’t a match he could out-train.

You had stopped him earlier on for a much needed private talk. You need to address the problem the two of you had; this friendship isn’t working.

“You’ve been avoiding me,” you said, keeping your voice steady with a small will.

He exhaled through his nose, almost smiling. “Avoiding is a strong word.”

“You haven’t looked at me in days. You walk past me and don’t like talking to others about me.”

That made him look. And that was the mistake.

Because the second his eyes met yours, something unguarded flickered there. Not arrogance. Not charm. Just ache. It was the kind of expression he usually buried under confidence and easy laughter.

“You think this is easy for me?” he asked quietly.

You swallowed. “Is it?”

He let out a breath that sounded like it hurt.

“There were nights I almost came to you,” he admitted. “I stood outside your building once. I told myself I’d just knock. Just ask. Just fight for it.”

His hands curled into fists, knuckles pale.

“But I didn’t.”

Silence thickened between you.

“Why?” you whispered.

He laughed softly, and it cracked down the middle.

“Because I know myself.” His gaze dropped to the floor for a second before lifting again, fierce and painfully honest. “If I fought for you, I wouldn’t stop. I don’t do anything halfway.”

Your chest tightened.

“I would’ve convinced you,” he continued. “I would’ve given you every reason to stay. I would’ve made promises I’d carve into stone.”

He stepped closer before he could stop himself.

“And if one day you looked at me and realized you gave something up to be here… I’d never forgive myself.”

“I would choose you,” he said, voice lower now, steadier in its vulnerability than it ever was in bravado. “In every lifetime. In every version of me. Even the broken ones.”

Your breath hitched. He noticed. Of course he did. His jaw tightened, like he was physically restraining himself from reaching out.

“I let you go,” he said slowly, “because if I loved you any harder… I would’ve started asking you to choose me over yourself.”

The words didn’t echo. They sank.

And for the first time, Katsumi Orochi looked like a man who had won every fight except the one that mattered.

genuinely crying and throwing up ☹️

𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙤𝙣! 𝘿𝙤 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙖𝙡, 𝙘𝙤𝙥𝙮 𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙨𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙢𝙮 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙠.

˚꩜ .ᐟ˙ you gotta be one damn cool and special person to even grab the attention of raian in a romantic sense. you have to be careful and very cautious - someone that doesn’t deal with bullshit and is quick to shut things down. basically someone that is stronger than him mentally but not physically. even with all of your strong points, raian will always somehow be more dominant.

˚꩜ .ᐟ˙ raian is surprisingly awkward. its the first time he has felt love in a romantic sense and the way it is so intense it takes him off guard which is surprising. obviously his type of awkward isn’t the same as a normal awkward person - it’s wayy more aggressive.

˚꩜ .ᐟ˙ because raian is so awkward, he doesn’t even know how to go along with his feelings - he most likely doesn’t even realize that he’s in love. he probably treats you like everyone else - insulting, annoying, and more. but he puts a strict ‘no’ at threatening you. he, for some reason, doesn’t want to see you hurt in any type of way and definitely avoids even play fighting with you.

˚꩜ .ᐟ˙ trust me, if raian has a crush on you, he will pick on you more than he does for anyone else. honestly i feel like that’s why he wants such a mentally strong person, someone that will snap back if they’re insulted because its so much more fun that way!

˚꩜ .ᐟ˙ contrary to popular belief, i feel like he shows concern but to an extent. when he has a crush on someone, he will definitely notice new things - whether they are bad or good.

“oi!”

you rolled your eyes and let a loud exhale, obviously irritated by the voice you registered as the man you despised. you don’t know why he was intent on bothering you when your just trying to survive without him being at every corner. you slowly turned around to see the man looking at you with his classic smirk, obviously ready to give you hell.

“hi. what do you want?”

his shit eating grin slowly faded when he looked you up and down before locking on to your broken arm.

“hey. what happened?”

the both of you looked down to your broken arm and prayed he wasn’t going to bring it up but who were you kidding? he always does and you always want to punt him 30 yards.

he slowly started chuckling before breaking into a loud cackle.

“hey! you’re weak as hell! do your bones break when you pick a 5 pound dumbbell or some shit?”

your face obviously scrunched in anger and with a glare that even the birds around you noticed, you went up to him and grabbed his collar.

“shut the hell up. only reason I have this broken arm is because i was busy beating up bitches that wanted you gone.”

he raised an eyebrow before softly chuckling before leaning so close you could feel his hot breath on your eye lashes.

“oh really? what do you want as a reward? maybe a kiss? maybe you want me to get on my knees and thank you, kissing your feet and slowly going up to you thighs and-“

your hand immediately moved from his collar to his face before you gave him a hard slap with your non-broken hand which obviously didn’t even phase him.

“shut up you loser! ugh, i can’t fucking stand you!”

you immediately turned away and walked away, trying to make it seem like you didn’t want to get the hell out of there as soon as possible.

unknown to you, raian was behind you chuckling some words while rubbing the slap on his cheek.

˚꩜ .ᐟ˙ everyone in Kure family can obviously tell that raian’s feelings for you are different than most people around him. it probably became a joke in kure family that you and him were dating because of how obvious it was.

˚꩜ .ᐟ˙ the person to tell raian that he is very much in love with you is no one other than his own sister, fusui. this probably happened when he was having one of his yearly meetings with her.

˚꩜ .ᐟ˙ he most likely thinks that she’s just being a dumbass 😭

˚꩜ .ᐟ˙ he would have to get near you one more time after fusui telling him that he’s in love to really believe her words.

˚꩜ .ᐟ˙ i won’t even lie, he would either never tell you he likes you or he would tell you as soon as he realizes. of course when he does tell you, its not a normal confession.

˚꩜ .ᐟ˙ he def asks fusui for some advice that he tries to take. keyword: tries.

you were so confused right now. there was raian kure, asking you to train with him, knowing damn well that he was so much stronger than you.

“hell no. i know you hate me but i never knew you wanted to kill me.”

he seemed to take a deep breath before looking at you, dead in the eye. he seemed to be looking for something in your eyes. if you hadn’t moved you head slightly, you two would have probably been standing there staring at each other.

“i..don’t hate you.“

he said the sentence so quietly, which was so sudden and surprising, you almost didn’t hear him.

“what did you say? speak up.”

“ugh, you fuckin’ complain too much. cmon, you don’t have a choice. i said i want to train with you. what more of a reason do you want?”

“why? so you can break all of my bones?”

you started getting closer and closer to him, as if to mock or intimidate him.

“huh? what’s wrong? come on say something!”

you stopped right in front of him, now looking up into his eyes. you couldn’t decipher what he was thinking about, what was bugging him. you thought that maybe he was finally going soft on you so you started smirking.

“wipe that fuckin smirk off your face you crazed bitch. making me feel all types of ways, you did this on purpose right?”

your smile faded as raian’s smile came into your sight. he started slowly approaching you while you stepped back, little by little.

“all you want is my validation right? what a whore. well, you got what you want so don’t pussy out now.”

˚꩜ .ᐟ when your relationship with raian finally starts, he doesn’t know what to do. this is most likely his first rodeo and he probably think relationships only consist of fucking and kissing so it’ll be a little hard to teach him that relationships are more than that.

˚꩜ .ᐟ raian is terrible at anything romantic. not that he can’t be romantic, but it’s more of him just doing his own thing.

˚꩜ .ᐟ once a blue moon raian will get you flowers and invite you to train with him because that is his idea of spending time together.

˚꩜ .ᐟ i dont think raian reminds you that he loves you unless you are in a really messed up mental situation but even then he’s hesitant.

not because he doesn’t love you, he just thinks that you already know this. like you being with him isn’t already enough?

˚꩜ .ᐟ i’ll be honest, if you thought that raian would be mentally available; you’re wrong. if you feel like you guys aren’t communicating enough, you’re gonna have to force him to sit and listen to you and and what the two of you should do.

˚꩜ .ᐟ you don’t even suspect raian to be cheating. like not only because of his terrible behavior, he just doesn’t show any interest in people other than you.

˚꩜ .ᐟ you two do get in fights. more than normal. mainly because raian refuses to cooperate and/or communicate with you. he also kinda disrespects and disregards your feelings in fights because he is kind of a dick.

˚꩜ .ᐟ don’t think that he’s like akoya, he definitely notices his wrongs and he always apologizes, even if the apology is just not really him saying sorry. he’s trying okay?

˚꩜ .ᐟ you will NEVER catch him in a submissive way outside of your relationship. but inside the house, he is kinda of a piece of mold. insufferably clingy.

˚꩜ .ᐟ he’s never home. but he always asks to call you and send texts which is adorable in a way. sometimes when he’s feeling extra lonely and romantic, which is rare, he’ll write you a letter that has spots of blood on them. and people say that romance is dead.

˚꩜ .ᐟ no body knows you exist and are in a relationship it’s raian if they haven’t been in the kure village until you two get married. he keeps you secret because he knows how many enemies he has so he doesn’t want you hurt.

˚꩜ .ᐟ does raian want kids? no. does he end up getting them anyway because he doesn’t pull out? yes! but don’t worry, he does love them even if it doesn’t seem like it.

˚꩜ .ᐟ doesn’t like matching things but has a photo of you in his wallet that he FORBIDS people to look at.

˚꩜ .ᐟ will and would buy you whatever you please, just don’t ask him much or it’ll irritate him.

dividers from both @plutism and @aquazero 🥰

𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙤𝙣! 𝘿𝙤 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙖𝙡 𝙤𝙧 𝙘𝙤𝙥𝙮 𝙢𝙮 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙠.

Oh my GOSHHHHH RIP TO MY CHINESE MAN

this was NOT how I was supposed to start my lunar new year bru

Like no more 4000 year old martial art...

Seeing Tokugawa crying just made it worse and seeing RESTU crying

Yeah bru i was GONE

Im blocking Gracie Abrams

YES i have read the manga before the anime and was well aware he was dead, his death being animated made it hit harder ok 💔

and YES I know there’s a spin off but it isn’t the same 💔🕊

No but genuine question why the hell did everyone (except musashi and tokugawa) just not show any emotion bru

Like i get they were comending him silently but bru

Not even KATSUMI cried and thats crazy considering restu was kinda important to him

Like a single tear or grunt of sadness would’ve been okay but NOOOOO

Meanwhile you put me in that room with restu dead on the table looking peaceful asf??? Yeah im TEARING that bitch up

They would have had to drag me out

I would have been acting like a woman on Maury I PROMISE YOU

Like yall dont understand that was my NIGGA and hes gone just like that bro

Its two am and im crashing out about his death...ntm on me

Lowk even after musashi killed restu I don’t hate him but I am still glad that man got sent back to the universe

Like no way you KILL restu, harm hanayama, and traumatize pickle and think you finna stay alive

HELL NO that man needed to get gone

And i feel so bad for Katsumi

Like bro your friend is now dead

But lowk i dont think it affected him as much since he took his dead friend in question's arm….ALL shade

LLR 🕊💔💔💔

Now that THAT parts done

Can we talk about how GOOD katsumi looks this season??

LIKEEE 🫦🫦

Now i would put a photo for refrence but Netflixs a bitch so if you know you know

Also the augmented cursing in this season really tickles my fancy

Baki(my dada man) also looks really good but KATSUMI? yeah that good 😌

I have no words on musashi though. At first i liked him but genuinely he can go in a ditch somewhere

Anyway! I am enjoying the new season and I would like to hear y’all’s opinions on it 😗

𓂃۶ৎ LIHITO

well this is alr established in the anime and manga but this man has literally nothing holding him back.

and its worse when he's with okubo too

def slurs all of his words and genuinely doesn't make coherent words

only okubo can understand him

has NO self respect when he's drunk btw

"LIHITO! WHAT THE- WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!"

you watched in horror as the man you surprisingly acquainted yourself with was stripping slowly in the middle of the party you two were attending at mr. yamashita's office. so he wasn't saying anything but knowing him for as long as you have, he was definitely already in lala land. you were about to stop him yourself to spare everyone from a tantalizing sight before someone cut you to it.

"bro. you're gonna scare all the ladies away! can't you find somewhere else to finish what ever.....this is?"

you slowly tilted your head to see an obviously irritated himuro ryo scolding lihito on his recklessness. you turned your head even more to look at lihitos reaction to only see a confused expression which shocked you.

"huuuuuuuuh? wadoyamean? moveouttathewaywillya?! igortaclimbthatthinglikerighnoo!"

as if it was on cue, the two of your faces scrunched up in an emotion that could only be explained as disturbed. was this guy seriously trying to speak any language? besides that, why the hell was he currently pointing at the walls of poor mr. yamashita's office?

"the hell are you saying? hey, your way too drunk to be here anymore dude. go home will you?"

you decided to leave the two men bicker among themselves. there was plenty of hot food and frunk sprawled on the table you had walked to. you had seen a guy with his hair buzzed standing in front of said table so you decided to make small talk hoping to make a friend.

the man, whos name you learned to be okubo, was drinking a lot as well and you were scared for both his health and his mental health. okubo was pressuring you to drink as well so that you both would end up drunk together.

as you took a drink that obviously had alcohol in it, you were so close to taking a sip before hearing the shouts of most males there, most of them being 'what the hell are you doing' and more.

when you decided to look up you not only saw lihito on the ceiling, he had no clothes on either.

what the hell.

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𓂃۶ৎ MEGURO

i can't see him drinking.

let alone drinking - I can't see him holding a cup.

but I digress

hallucinations everywhere in his mind

literally talks to himself and swears it's his dad

also says things that are so random

but he does that anyway

"hey dad, your judo was amazing y'know? but ive met guys even stronger than you - do you think i could beat them?"

you were not even the slightest bit phased as the man in front of kept talking to air - or other known as his 'dad'. this happened many times before when the man had somehow drank even when you forbade him to due to his incredible hallucinating skills.

you were currently in the kitchen making some tea with some tylenol on the side so that the man could take quickly.

"hey megs! are you done talking to your dad yet?"

at the sound of your chripy voice, the man slowly tilted his head in your direction with his tongue still hanging out of his mouth before getting on his legs to slowly waddle to your side in the kitchen. he didn't say anything, but he continued to stare at you with his large eyes.

"your so attractive."

you looked at him, scanning his face for any emotion or sign of him trying to get a reaction out of you but all you saw was sincerity.

"thank you megs, now take your medicine okay?" you said with a gleeful sigh.

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𓂃۶ৎ MIKAZUCHI

will AT MOST take a shot of whiskey. anymore is an ABSOLUTE NO.

i can't see him getting drunk because once again - he's probably too responsible to do that

but if he did get drunk

so clingy

I know he alr is without being drunk but imagine that clingy-ness x2

won't even LOOK anywhere that isn't your face.

being absolutely tackled by your boyfriend as soon as you picked him up from the bar was an understatement. you expected today to be a good day - calmly boring one.

but obviously not.

you were currently trying to convince your boyfriend to get the hell off of you but he stayed persistent. so there you were with a big mass of boyfriend suffocating you with his body weight alone on your shared bed.

"babe please-"

you were shut up with a finger on your lips.

"do you not want my love anymore? i thought we were solemates.."

the look he gave you was one you had never seen before. he was..pouting at you?

"well of course we are, it's just that i don't want a professional fighter to be laying on my body right now."

"am I hurting you?"

"well no but-"

"so why can't i be on you?"

"because it's uncomfortable as hell."

mikazuchi's pouting face slowly chilled down as he rolled over to your side while pulling you closer to him.

"okay, we can sleep like this then."

you rolled your eyes but you didnt protest because you knew that this was the best you were gonna get so you decided to drift into sleep in your loving boyfriend's arms.

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𓂃۶ৎ MUTEBA

life of the party or however that saying goes

PLEASE bring hin to any party your hosting bc when this guy is drunk he can lit a party tf up

he kinda seems like he would be the one pushing everyone to have a drink

also he is most definitely either hitting on or sleeping with all the woman at that party

"cmon dear, have drink with me!"

"im not having a drink with a complete rando so go find another person to sleep with."

the hunk of man seemed absolutely baffled by your denial of his request. he had full heartedly believed that any person who he wanted would be his but that delusion was shut down almost immediately.

but unfortunately for you, this man wasn't going down so easily.

"who said I wanted to sleep with you? is it forbidden to have a drink with someone your interested in?"

"it's more like I don't trust you at all because a man who somehow made this whole party alive again is someone that I should fear. you get what I'm saying?"

the man furrowed his brows. although he couldn't see your face due to his inability to see, he could tell that you were talking with a sense of humor in your voice. what about this was funny?

"hmm, i guess you do have a point. then, if i may, how could i convince you to share your time with me?"

"how about you work for me?"

"...work?"

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𓂃۶ৎ OKUBO

lihitos partner in crime

basically just lihito but a little more reserved

only a little bit

"oh my goodness."

as if looking for verification, you pointed up at lihito, who was currently both naked and on the ceiling to get the attention of the friend you had made earlier. little did you know, that was NOT a friend you should gone to for any reason.

as he looked up, he started to burst out laughing. you were not amused at all because everyone there was being consistently flashed by the man on the ceiling. as you were trying to calm him down, he suddenly began to start stripping at well before cheering lihito on.

so now there was two naked men, one of them hovering above everyone in the office and the other cheering. obviously, the one cheering was somewhat tackled down to the floor before being forced to put some clothes back on.

aborting your previous mission, you decided to try and find someone that knew these two so that they could be taken home. as you were looking around, you had found two men, one of them being himuro himself, who didn't seem the slightest bit phased on the disturbance happening. in matter of fact, they seemed somewhat expecting of all of this stuff to happen. the man standing next to himuro was a bit shorter and had a bob while wearing some type of traditional japanese attire.

as you approached the duo, the commotion seemed to had gotten louder and louder so you turned around to see an even more bizarre sight.

all the other drunk men had also stripped so there was a ball of naked men dancing and laughing.

what the hell.

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𓂃۶ৎ SAWADA

well my girlboss is obviously gonna slay while drunk.

he might just turn the bar table into a runway and start dancing

idk he just slays when he's drunk! he's just like that yknow?

"you sure you don't wanna dance with someone as talented as me?"

"sawada you know i would love too but i can't dance to save my life."

the man in front of you raised an eyebrow and scoffed, as if he already knew that.

"well im aware of that but i don't care! do you want to dance or not?"

"will you teach me if i say yes?"

"i.."

the man paused before continuing on, thinking about what he should say.

you sighed before giving him the best puppy eyes you could, pleading so that he would teach you at least one dance move that you could continously spam.

"ugh fine! you better match my moves well or ill never teach you again!"

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𓂃۶ৎ SEKIBAYASHI

10/10 actor here

pretends that the alcohol doesn't do anything to him but as soon as he's behind closed doors he collapses

literally is sweating bullets a stumbles and when someone asks if he's okay he responds so confidently

"IM FINE!" while his legs are threatening to let go 😭

"CHUG, CHUG, CHUG!"

a loud slam on the table from sekibayashi's big jar of beer was heard around the bar.

"COME ON! ALL OF YOU ASLEEP OR SOMETHING? BRING ME A TRUE CHALLENGE, OKAY?"

you watched seki with no emotion. the act he was putting on was kinda pitying to look at and you almost wanted to laugh at how desperately he was trying to put the tough guy act on. surprisingly enough, he had no more opponents. it seemed like everyone there had gotten the memo that none of them were gonna be able to out drink THE sekibayashi.

as seki was slowly walking down from his bar stool and up to you, he seemed to be looking around with a scowl on his face.

"damn, all of them pussied out! i was hoping to find a real man here!"

"yeah im glad that didn't happen. your legs are shaking, see?"

you pointed your hand to the legs of the man in front of you who didn't even notice how much his legs were shaking currently.

"hey! th-thats just because i have been standing for a while!"

"you were sitting but okay. let's go already, the smell in here is suffocating."

you lead seki to the car, you obviously getting into the drivers seat. as soon as you were seated, you looked at the passenger seat to see sekibayashi completely passed out. you chuckled lightly under your breath.

"what a dumbass."

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𓂃۶ৎ OHMA

forgets everything

as soon as the alcohol gets in his system he forgets everything; including you

lowkey funny though because he doesn't know anyone anymore

might slur his words but it is rare

his face gets red but in a blush typa way

"hey, who the hell are you?"

you were taken aback. who the hell were you? your girlfriend, soon-to-be wife!

"hah, funny. now you need leave that alcohol alone before you get even drunker."

you put your hand on his shoulder before he shrugged it off before giving you a stank face.

"don't touch me, i have a wife."

"yeah? im your wife idiot."

"you wish, my wife is both boautiful and amazing all in one person."

your eyebrows rose and your lips shifted into a smug smirk as you realized what was happening. somehow someway, your boyfriend had lost his memory from being drunk.

and of course you weren't gonna pass up this opportunity to see how he truly felt about you.

"hmm, you don't say? but your wife must be weak - i mean, look at you!"

he looked at you, obviously trying to give his most serious face but failing miserably with red coating his face.

"if she was here, she'd kick your ass."

"really? how do you know that?"

"i don't date, let alone marry, weak people."

you smiled, feeling content with your boyfriends responses before dismissing yourself from the conversation. of course you didn't actually leave, you just turned around the corner to the bathroom to turn right back around back out into the bar. and to no surprise, your boyfriend had seen you and called you over.

yeah, you'd be taking him out more after this.

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𓂃۶ৎ TAKAYAMA

gets flustered very easily and face gets red when he's drunk

prefers not getting drunk because of the fact he's a whole BODYGUARD

but sometimes one drink comes after the other and keeps going.

"hey, what's on your mind? you've been drinking like a mad man and you dragged me here too."

you looked at your fiancé in worry as he kept downing drink after drink. obviously, he was stressing out about something but what? you put you hand on his shoulder while he was in the middle of his 4th drink. he looked at you in surprise before slowly putting the half way done drink down.

you studied his features carefully, noting that his face was soft red and that he looked almost embarrassed to look you in the eye.

he looked down at his hands before taking yours with a soft smile.

"im okay dear, you being here is enough to get me through my worries."

"are you sure? you know you can tell me anything."

"of course, you'd be the first person id tell love."

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𓂃۶ৎ SHEN

doesn't get drunk

literally is just incapable of getting drunk

drinks as much as he wants

there were only two questions on your mind as you were seated next to the weird guy you started hanging out with who's name was 'jackie lee'.

1. why were you here in the first place?

and

2. what the hell is this guy made of?

the guy was completely odd to say the most and he definitely also had a thing for getting dead drunk - or so you thought.

here was the man jackie lee in all of his glory, downing drink after drink, most of them being beer, and having absolutely no reaction.

not even a stutter or shade of red was on him, just pure tomfoolery as he put on a nonchalant face while drinking drink after drink.

you were questioning on whether you should talk or not but you kept getting discouraged by the way he just kept drinking.

while many questions were going through your mind, you had unknowingly put on a disgusted face while looking at him and obviously, he noticed.

"why are you looking at me like that? did I do something?"

you quickly fixed your face before blurting out something you really shouldn't have.

"how can you drink so much?"

"how can you barely drink 2 beers?"

"touché."

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𓂃۶ৎ WAKATSUKI

another "i only drink when I'm stressed" er

not surprisingly i don't think he gets drunk

too responsible

coming back to this so I don't mischaracter the hell outta him

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𓂃۶ৎ SAW PAING

well i mean yells somehow even louder than he usually does

also is very energetic like he usually is but this also means that he might do crazy shit.

also yaps about nonsense

his hangovers ARE CRAZY

little sad puppy the whole next day bc his head is killing him, as well as his vocal chords

"saw please shut up, your killing me right now."

"HUUUUUUUUUH? CMON, CMON, CMON! [name], YOU CANT BE JUST LOUNGING AROUND! YOU GOTTA PUMP YOURSELF UP LIKE ME!"

you rolled your eyes lovingly. saw paing wasn't an easy guy to have a crush on but you still loved him that way. you currently were sitting by him while he was yelling his heart out about pumping yourself up and being the best out there.

"saw, you should really stop before you come complaining that your head hurts to me again."

saw whipped his head in your direction before opening his mouth wide again to yell nonsense once more. that was a habit you really needed him to stop.

you stood up from the stone ledge you were sitting on to slight tap his shoulder so that you could give him the sternest look you possibly could without laughing.

"don't come crying to me if your head hurts, 'kay?"

"WHAT?! A MAN NEVER CRIES, EVEN IF HES IN PAIN!"

"yeah, we'll see about that."

SORRY, SAW PAINGS PART WAS A BIT RUSHED!

𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙤𝙣! 𝘿𝙤 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙖𝙡 𝙤𝙧 𝙘𝙤𝙥𝙮 𝙢𝙮 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙠.

⭑.ᐟ JULIUS

nothing changes??

bro has a great alcohol tolerance and can drink as much as he needs and won’t get drunk to the point where he is acting a fool

couldn’t be hayami lol

you were regretting your decision of challenging your big mass of a boyfriend to a drinking match. you were already 3 drinks down and you felt like throwing up while the man beside you was just calmly ordering his fourth.

“are you okay? you’re going to lose if you don’t hurry up and order your fourth.”

you slowly cranked your neck to make eye contact with julius while he spoke. it seemed like he could tell you were out for the count based on your eyes widening in disbelief. the sight made him chuckle and unfortunately, you weren’t gonna let that slide. he’s not only gonna hurt your pride but also laugh in your face? now you gotta get your get back.

“please get me three more drinks!”

your abrupt declaration of war made the man next to you stare in confusion - an emotion that you don’t usually see on his monotone face. you stared back at him with a smug grin on your face, somewhat provoking him.

“i don’t get it, why are you so put up with beating me in this? you know as well as I do that you can’t win.”

“well if i get too drunk you’ll take care of me so either way it’s a win-win situation for me whether i win or lose!”

“you’re more of a idiot than i thought.”

“hey what’s that supposed to mean!”

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⭑.ᐟ KANEDA

tries his best to stay composed but don’t blame him if he starts acting up

either way I don’t think he’s the type to do something so outrageous without Lihito or Okubo convincing him to

slurs his words but tries to cover it up

you were walking into the surprisingly busy bar with the intent to drink a bit and go home but that was ruined when you saw a certainly familiar face. kaneda suekichi, your crush for God knows how long. not noticing the mayhem happening in front of him, you decided to talk to him.

“oh hey kaneda! i didn’t expect you to be here!”

he turned away while giving you one of his usual small smiles.

“well i didn’t expect yu to be her as well [reader]!”

anyone with some type of hearing could notice the prevalent slur in his words.

“kaneda are you drunk?”

“n-no! i had a drink or two but im not drunk!”

the man waved his hands in front of him as if to deny the claim but once you decided to take a closer look at what was happening behind you knew that you couldn’t be so wrong.

it didn’t take you long to identify the three men that lurked around kaneda that were now singing a terribly off tune flyday chinatown. it seemed that it wasn’t only them, there was definitely more drunk men joking them while jumping and holding bottles of all types alcohol up in the air.

you deadpanned.

“those guys convinced you to get drunk right?”

"n-no.."

you raised an eyebrow.

“yeah..”

you decided to sit down on one of the bar table stools, dragging kaneda with you.

“uhh, i hob your not planning to get drunk too!!”

“well, a little bit of fun never hurt anybody right?”

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⭑.ᐟ KANOH

i wouldn’t say he is sensitive to alcohol but i wouldn’t say he isn’t so he’s in the middle

anyway, when he’s drunk he is much more smiley (uncanny valley smile btw) and i mean even in the worst moments

will smile when you mention ANYTHING. your dog dying, you getting promoted, etc.

doesn’t speak at all because he holding back the urge to puke so don’t tell to him to talk plz

you had gone to the bar because your husband was texting you about how much he had drunken and that he “definitely needed assistance” or in other words: he wanted to see you.

when you walked in, you hadn’t been so scared before. i mean, a man that is perceived to be mostly nonchalant was here smiling more than a baby.

“kanoh…how much did you drink?”

his soft smile got wider but he didn’t give you an answer.

“are you okay?”

no answer, just a soft smile.

you had decided to take the initiative and get him home as soon as possible because he most likely was already on the verge of throwing up everywhere. i guess he really needed that assistance.

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⭑.ᐟ KAOLONG

realistically speaking he DOESNT get drunk - he’s way too responsible for that

but if hypothetically speaking, i don’t think much would change - maybe a slight slur in his words that only you can catch because you have heard his voice a million times

maybe his cheeks would be redder/heat up

but i don’t think it would ever happen

a strange sight indeed,

your husband and his best friend doing karaoke with bottles everywhere so you obviously assumed that at least one of them had to be wasted.

now standing in the karaoke booth's doorway, you had noticed that your husband was now looking at you with a soft smile that he always gave you. since you were his significant other you could obviously see the slight redness on his cheeks. you slowly puffed out your chest to make yourself look more intimidating before starting to scold to two grown men.

“you guys completely left me out! going to karaoke while im at home and lonely!”

you sharply turned around to point a finger at the man who was shouting greetings to you before sending him a directed insult.

"and you! how do you think your girlfriend would feel seeing you out here completely gone because of your absurd ways of drinking!"

as if on command, the boy immediately quit shouting and instead sat down next to your husband with a frown on his face, as if preparing for more insults.

your husband was now looking at you with regret and guilt in his eyes, as if begging you to forgive him.

"im sorry dear, this whole thing was unexpected. if saw paing here had notified me beforehand I would absolutely ask you if you would like to come along."

you sighed loudly before taking one of the empty microphones one the table filled with bottles before beckoning with of the boys to come sing, in which you got confused faces.

"well cmon! i dont want you two to have all the fun without me!"

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⭑.ᐟ KIOZAN

dead silent when he drinks as well

I know that there a lot of the 'silent types' but this one is the best imo

he drinks like he is on a MISSION.

don't talk to him whiles he's downing all of these glasses of alcohol because he won't hesitate to death stare you untill you leave him alone

and if you dont, well

he won't do anything because he most likely is already too drunk to do anything

"hey, don't you feel sick?"

you had asked the man in front of you about his current condition because everything was giving you red flags. the man wouldnt say a peep to anyone and his face continually got redder and redder. he kept drinking like he was being forced to or something. you were just a sole bartender and it was probably not the best idea to even talk to him but it seemed like he was about to explode!

after meeting nothing but silence, you decided to speak up once more.

"uhm sir? im pretty sure this amount of alcohol is really bad for you and you should stop!"

this time you seemed to provoke a reaction out of him. he slowly looked up before giving you one of the nastiest glares you have ever received. you swore that you had killed his family or something by the way he was looking at you. eventually after maybe 3 or 4 minutes of death staring you, he continued to drink up his beer.

you stood there in shock while dead panning to yourself. you didn't get paid enough for this shit, why should you even bother?

but on the other hand, helping a cute boy might work in your favor.

so there you stood and spoke. persisting that said man should put the drinks down and go home. obviously he wasn't listening to you so you had no other choice but to keep going back and forth with him.

this had to be worth it in the end, right?

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⭑.ᐟ KIRYU

imma be SOO HONEST

reason this part came out so late was because this dude was the hardest to decipher

I literally don't think he would drink

and not because he's responsible or anything

literally just because he doesn't?

if he were to get drunk not much would change bcs it's....kiryu

im gonna have to come back to this one so ill keep thinking abt it

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⭑.ᐟ RAIAN

raian is my spirit animal

shouts curses EVERYWHERE

i mean he does that without being drunk but he slurs his words HORRIBLY

literally you will need a translator for this bcs HUH?

honestly mean, wrong, and loud

"HEY! YEAB YU GILY GIRL! WHAS TAKIN SO FUCKIN LONG WIT MY DAMN DRINK?"

you could see it in the eyes of your co-worker; she was absolutely terrified. you could tell the man was calling her shook her to her core and you could tell he was so close to running in the back. you sighed while rolling your eyes before finishing the customer you were on before going to your co-worker's trembling to attempt at comforting her. you stood in front of the man's red but terrifying face before pointing behind you; right into the man's face.

"hey, if you dont wanna take this scumbags order you can go out into the back for a break. we're almost done anyway and i dont want to stay here a minute longer."

your co-worker's eyes lighted up as her chest slowly deflating: as if holding some type of weight.

"th-thank you [name]! i promise ill repay you for this!"

you smiled a small smile while waving her off before returning to the man of the hour. he seemed to be chuckling instead of his usually yelling and insulting.

"hey, so yu hab the damn nerve to fuckin call meh a scumbag righ?"

you pout the side of lip up before giving him a disgusted face.

"listen. right now i could give less of damn of whatever is bothering you. tell me what you want to drink so that the both of us can be on our ways."

as if in a flash, the man suddenly disappeared and when you finally saw him again he was super close to your face, practically breathing on you. you pushed him back but he wouldn't budge, he would just continue to laugh sadistically and edge you on even more.

"ugh, leave me alone you fucker! i dont want you fucking nasty hands on me you dick!"

"hey now, don't be suh a stranga! you've got hella balls talking to me like that so i took a likin to ya! yu shoul be honored ya know?"

you swiftly furrowed your eye brows before taking a deep breath. you were gonna lose your temper because that's what his crazy ass wanted so you were stay like this untill he deemed you unfun-

"wouh! hey! where the fuck are you dragging me you hoe!"

"oh cmon! I won't do anythin to ya sweetheart! just wanna let gramps kno that I found my typa woman!"

"your type of WHAT?"

2025 will be sm different, my new years resolution is to not be gone for more then two day at a time. im gonna grind. also made this a 2:35 am so I'm TIREDDD gn or gm if you see this

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⋆𐙚₊˚⊹ ADAM

literally starts speaking straight English

cusses out anyone in the premises.

like even Cosmo is getting hated on but not you bc your his bbg 😝

slurs his words

“adam? you sure you haven’t had enough to drink yet?”

“of course I fuckin’ didn’t hab enouf! hey bartenda, pour me another fuckin’ gass will ya?”

you deadpanned while you were staring at the clearly drunk man who was now asking for more drinks. if he kept this up, sooner or later he would end up passing out somewhere.

“don’t pour him that drink, for his own good”

the bartender stopped in his tracks, the bottle of drink hovering the cup he was about to fill. he stared back at you and and gave you a slight nod before putting the bottle down before walking away from the counter where your boyfriend and you were currently sat.

“oi! whadda hell? don’t intervene in thibngs that doesn’t hab anythin’ to do with yu!”

“actually it does something to do with me since your drunk as hell and apparently I’m the only person available to care for you while your in this state. c’mon, we’re going home.”

adam looked at you dumbfounded, not budging a bit.

“now.”

“whaaaateverrr”

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⋆𐙚₊˚⊹ AKOYA

oh my GOSHH.

this man doesn’t drink that much but when he actually gets drunk it’s dreadful.

like he starts acting more mean and does the weirdest shit ever. Death stares anyone that tries coming near him.

like you could be a damn waiter and he’s already giving MAD attitude like insulting you and everything while you there like “what the hell I do..?” 🙁

“woman. get over here. now.”

you were looking for akoya, your “loving” husband until you heard his voice, obviously directed to you. you turned your head, a blissful smile now on your face.

you rush towards him, not knowing what territory you just walked into. before you could even let a word out, your were being tugged by your wrist by said man outside.

you were pushed into a empty alleyway before feeling sharp sting on your face and a metallic taste in your mouth. your face now scrunched up in horror. you look back up at the man to see a face equivalent to a angry dinosaur. he was obviously mad, but why?

“haven’t I told you time after time not to come to my locations before letting me know before hand?”

you open your mouth to speak before you saw him raise an eyebrow, as if daring you to say something. you slowly shut your mouth back up not trying to provoke the already mad man. you avoided his gaze choking back tears, feeling ashamed of yourself.

the man sighed loudly before lifting your face and slowly rubbing your cheek.

“i know you’re simply worried for me but my job is too dangerous for you to show up unannounced. try and let me know before you come. alright?”

you nodded slowly a small smile creeping into your face.

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⋆𐙚₊˚⊹ HAYAMI

passes out.

can’t handle alcohol as much as he would like to and it’s funny as hell

you guys could be having a good conversation about whatever and he just passes out and you are left stunned 😧

“and honestly i think that koga is a nice guy, i just feel that sometimes he gets a little too...touchy?”

“mhm, totally..!”

you stared at the wide eye man with confusion plastered on your face.

“hayami? are you okay?”

“huh? yeah, why do you ask?”

you squinted in disbelief before pointing a finger at him.

“your face. it’s totally red and you look like your about to explode. maybe give the alcohol a rest?”

“yeah yeah totally…”

famous last words.

the man then came plunging towards you, head now on your chest while he was seemingly unconscious.

“hayami? hayami - oh my gosh.”

your face that’s was plastered with confusion was now concern as the man would reply to any of your desperate calls out to him.

you tried everything, tapping, calling, pinching, and even slapping.

it seemed like the man went into a deep slumber as soon as he passed out since you were now hearing light snores. you were glad he was okay but the only question now was how were you gonna get the giant of a man home?

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⋆𐙚₊˚⊹ HATSUMI

he’s most definitely the type of person to do some dumb shit when he’s drunk

like hit on a man or something

i can’t even tell you what he would do because that man is unpredictable, just know that it will be the dumbest shit you ever seen 😪

“hey pretty, wanna watch me do something cool?”

“hey ugly, your drunk so im scared of what this ‘cool’ thing is..”

“im not ugly! i mean, you’re engaged to me so im definitely not that ugly riiiight?”

hatsumi then proceeded to wink at you while you rolled your eyes before getting on-top of the bar table and getting on his hands, doing a handstand.

“oh my gosh…hatsumi! what- what are you even doing?!”

“hold on beautiful! im not done yet!”

you face palmed internally while hatsumi now bended his knees to form a scorpion tail before using his toes to grab the water bottle in front of you and flip it. surprisingly, the bottle landed upright, making it a successful bottle flip.

you were about to scold hatsumi before a whole bunch of other drunk men started to applaud your dumb fiancé and his antics. hatsumi then back flipped and took a dramatic bow before making eye contact with you - smirking.

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⋆𐙚₊˚⊹ HIMURO

drunk himuro is a rare but adorable sight.

definitely tries not to hit on other women in order not to betray you which is cute but the more women that try and get his number - the more he would falter..

is happier than usual when he sees you; almost like a dog

slurs his words but not as much as lihito

here you were, the sworn lover of the man in front of you who was avoiding a woman who was obviously infatuated with your boyfriend.

honestly you had caught your boyfriend in the act of infidelity many times before so something as simple as this wasn’t a shock to you. the thing that was shocking was the way that said boyfriend was avoiding contact with the woman.

“c’mon hottie, exchange numbers with me! i promise i won’t play you, wouldn’t even dreaaam ‘bout it!”

“sorry i have a girlfriend - matter of fact ‘m pretty sure she’s here riiiight now..”

he was desperate to get this woman off of him because at the end of the day, he knew his limitations and he was trying his hardest not to go past them in order to keep his relationship.

while himuro was busy fending off the woman, you were busy admiring how considerate he was being even though he was drunk as hell. you’d be lying if you said your heart didn’t skip a beat.

finally you decided to get the woman off of your boyfriends back before it started getting messy.

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⋆𐙚₊˚⊹ IMAI

starting ranting about the most randomest things ever

might vent outta no where and start off normal and slowly progress to bawling his damn eyes out

super sensitive - might slur his words

bonus points if you’re drunk too

"and y'know, me being me, I went and threatened those wannabe yakuza! but it didn't really end up in my favor.."

you didn't know how you got into this situation. you were already having a rough day; nothing was working in your favor so you were both stressed and pissed off. you came to your local bar to drink some of your worries off but by fate itself: you were sitting next to the rambling man who's name was como. or camo? maybe bolos. hell, you were too drunk to remember. all you knew was that you were being forced to listen to this man ramblings since you were apparently the only ear that was open to listen.

"i ended up getting jumped by a couple of those lanky yakuza.. i was only 14 by the way but those dickheads didn't even try and hold back!"

he slowly started to look down at his half empty bottle before speaking again.

"i was on the brink of death. practically crossing the bridge but before i could close my eyes, someone saved me."

you were already very invested in this guy's life story but you couldn't even open your mouth to ask what happened after before seeing the drunk man break out in tears.

"and *sniff* he beat the - the shit out of them! and then asked me to ugh- train under *sniff* him! my master is such a good guuuy!"

the drunk man was breaking down completely. and you being drunk as well somehow resonated with him. it wasn't long before you wrapped your hands on his other shoulder and leaning into his neck before crying as well.

"he *hiccup* sounds like a good guy.. *sniff* where did you find himmm? *hiccup*"

"i don't knowww!"

the man then turned around to face you before hugging you back and making the both of you tumble to the floor - crying even more than before.

the whole bar was looking at you two crying on the floor hiccuping and venting to each other about all of your worries.

a man who obviously just walked in turned around to leave while murming something before the man you were crying with called out to him.

"adam *hiccup* you're here?"

"I DONT KNOW YOU!"

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⋆𐙚₊˚⊹ INABA

IF HE EVEN DRINKS?

i have a head canon that he detests alcohol but if somehow he drinks let alone gets drunk I think he would be just a little more carefree

probably acting like those weed heads that don’t gaf about anything (hatsumi)

doesn’t have any sense of balance whatsoever

“and goodness urita, the guy is wasted! i thought you told me that he didn’t drink!”

poor you, you hadn’t known about the scene that was unfolding in front of you with the man named inaba. in all honesty, you hadn’t known never really seen the introverted man act this way - in matter of fact, you assumed that he couldn’t get drunk!

but the man now in front of you was starting to crawl on all fours while continuously stumbling and sometimes tripping over his own feet. he was obviously out of it.

now you were currently on the phone with inaba’s best friend hoping to find some closure on the scene you just walked on. preferably getting answers onto how and why is he even there! it didn’t help to see inaba basically so out of it that he was stumbling and practically just trying not to pass out.

it was cute because he had a small smile he kept on his face, as if thanking you for going through all of this to make sure that he, a very drunk inaba, was safe and unharmed.

heh.. trying a new style. btw there will be more parts so be on the lookout!!

katsumi sat near the far end of the room, his back against one of the support pillars, legs stretched out in front of him. one sleeve of his gi hung loose around his arm, the fabric cut open so the bandages underneath wouldn’t be too tight. the white was already stained faintly pink where the bleeding had been seeping through earlier. he hadn’t bothered changing.

he hadn’t bothered going home either.

the match had ended hours ago, but his body still felt like it was in the middle of it. every movement pulled at something sore, something bruised. he flexed his fingers slowly, testing the stiffness in his hand.

they still worked.

and that was good enough.

across the room, the lights buzzed overhead, one of them flickering every few seconds. the sound filled the silence in a way that made the whole dojo feel emptier than it actually was. most of it’s students had left already.

even his father had went home, but katsumi stayed. he always did.

he stayed after fights. not because he had to. not because anyone told him to. it was just easier to sit with the quiet than it was to deal with the looks people gave him when they thought he wasn’t paying attention.

expectation.

it felt heavier than the injuries.

suddenly, footsteps echoed faintly from the hallway. he didn’t move at first, but his eyes shifted toward the doorway anyway. he knew that rhythm.slow, careful, like the person walking didn’t want to interrupt something.

you stopped at the entrance, leaning lightly against the frame.

“you’re still here.”

katsumi let out a breath through his nose.

“obviously.”

“you were supposed to leave an hour ago.”

“so were you.”

you pushed yourself off the frame and walked in, the sound of your shoes soft against the floor. the closer you got, the more obvious the damage looked. bruising along his shoulder, the tight wrap around his ribs, the way he kept his left arm a little too still.

“you should be resting,” you said.

“i am resting.”

you raised your eyebrow and scoffed.

“sitting on the floor isn’t resting.”

“it is if I don’t move.”

you stopped a few feet in front of him, crossing your arms. he didn’t look up right away. his gaze stayed on the floorboards, following the lines in the wood like they were more interesting than the conversation.

“you went too far again,” you said.

katsumi reacted. not big. just a small shift in his expression, the corner of his mouth tightening for a second before he looked up at you.

“that’s the point.”

“you say that every time.”

“and it’s true every time.”

his voice wasn’t angry. it never was after a fight. if anything, he sounded calmer than usual, like all the energy had burned out of him already. you glanced down at the bandages.

“they said your shoulder almost dislocated.”

“it didn’t.”

“almost.”

he shrugged slightly, then winced when the movement pulled at his ribs.

“still didn’t.”

silence settled between you for a moment, thick and familiar. the kind that only happened when neither of you felt like pretending the conversation was normal. katsumi looked away first, resting his head back against the pillar.

“…did it look bad?” he asked.

you blinked at him.

“what?”

“the fight.”

his eyes stayed on the ceiling, voice quieter now, like the question wasn’t meant to carry very far.

“…did it look bad?”

“you won.”

“that not what I asked.”

his jaw tightened just a little, fingers curling against his knee. the movement was small, but you’d seen it enough times to know what it meant. he was holding something back. He always did. you took a step closer, then another, until you were close enough to see the faint treamor in his hand when he flexed it again.

“you pushed too hard,” you said.

he let out a short breath.

“if I don’t, someone else will.”

“that’s not an answer.”

“it’s the only one that matters.”

you crouched down in front of him, your breathing mixing together. for a second he froze, like he hadn’t expected you to get that close. his eyes flicked toward yours, then down, then back up again, unsure where to settle.

“you want to know how it looked?” you asked.

he didn’t answer. just waited.

“it looked like you were trying to prove something,” you said.

his expression changed at that. not much, just a slight furrow in his brow, like the words hit closer than he wanted them to.

“i was,” he said quietly.

“to who?”

there was a strained silence between you two. katsumi’s eyebrows were knitted together, as if he was trying to justify something.

he was hesitating. that almost never happened.

katsumi orochi didn’t hesitate when he talked about fighting. he didn’t hesitate when he talked about strength. he didn’t even hestitate in front of yujiro hanma. but now his gaze dropped to the floor again, fingers tightening against the fabric of his gi.

“…does it matter?” he muttered.

you watched him for a moment, then shook your head slightly.

“no,” you said. “i guess not.”

the light above flickered again, buzzing louder for a second before settling. katsumi shifted his arm carefully, adjusting the bandage like it bothered him more than he wanted to admit.

“…was it enough?” he asked.

the words were so quiet you almost missed them. you stared at him.

“what?”

his eyes stayed on the floor.

“the fight,” he said, voice barely above a whisper now. “was it… enough?”

for a second you didn’t know what to say.

not because you didn’t have an answer, because you knew what he was actually asking.

not about the fght.

not about winning.

not about the opponent.

enough to be worth it.

enough to mean something.

enough to be seen.

you reached out before you could think about it, your hand stopping just short of his shoulder before resting lightly against his sleeve instead. he went completely still.

“you did well,” you said.

nothing big, just the truth. his fingers twitched slightly against his knee. you kept your hand there.

“you pushed harder than anyone else in that room,” you added. “you always do.”

his throat moved like he swallowed something he wasn’t sure how to react to.

“…yeah?” he said.

“yeah.”

another long silence filled the dojo, the kind that didn’t feel uncomfortable this time. katsumi leaned his head back against the pillar again, eyes closing for a second like he was letting the words settle somewhere deep where no one else could see them. his shoulders dropped a fraction. not enough for most people to notice. enough for you.

“…good,” he muttered.

you pulled your hand back slowly, standing up.

“you should go home,” you said.

he opened one eye, looking up at you.

“…in a minute.”

“you said that an hour ago.”

“and I meant it this time.”

rolling your eyes playfully, you huffed softly, turning toward the door.halfway there, you heard his voice again, quieter than before.

“…hey, thanks for that.”

I recommend listening to session 32 on repeat while reading bc that what I did while writing it and yeah….it hit the spot