#zantetsu

tabieita says it’s not gay if you keep ur socks on

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Featuring: Isagi, Rin, Bachira, Zantetsu, Nagi & Reo

Tropes: Fluff, boyfriend!bluelockcharacter

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Isagi Yoichi

Stammers, blushes, gets flustered. Tries to deny it but fails miserably.

"What? No, I'm not." Isagi crossed his arms, looking away petulantly.

"Oh, you so are!" Bachira exclaimed, poking his reddened cheek.

"Shut up!"

"Deny it all ya want, but anyone can look through that act." Hiori snickered.

"Okay then, name one example." Isagi crossed his arms.

"Remember the time you ran out in the rain, because Y/n forgot to bring her umbrella. Without jacket, too!"

Isagi went bright red. "That... that was just because..."

Bachira brightened, "You guys remember when he went all sulking because Y/n couldn't make it to his game?"

"What? No! I wasn't sulking!" Isagi disconcurred, but even to him his voice seemed weak.

"And remember when--"

"Okay, okay, that's enough!" Isagi slapped his hand over Hiori's mouth, face bright red.

"Maybe... maybe I'm a little bit of a simp--"

Bachira let out a burst of devilish laughs, pressing the off button of his phone.

"I RECORDED IT!"

"I'm showing this to Y/n."

"YOU TRAITORS--"

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Itoshi Rin

Vehemently refutes the argument like a lashed out cat, but anyone can tell he's lying through his teeth.

Rin's phone pinged, signalling an incoming text message. Rin spared it a cursory glance before huffing, the corners of his lips twitching upwards ever so slightly.

"Wait a second... Rin, are you smiling?" Isagi said, disbelievingly.

"What? No." Rin immediately denies.

"You are." Isagi stated, a grin of his own forming on his lips. "You were totally smiling at your phone just now. Were you texting someone? Wait... is it..."

Rin's neck blossomed into a red hue.

From anger, obviously.

"Shut the fuck up, you don't know what you're talking about." Rin hissed, his lips pulled back into a snarl.

"Okay. Then show me your phone." Isagi deadpanned.

"...no."

Isagi raised an eyebrow. "If you've got nothing to hide, then why are you getting so nervous? Or is it because of Y/--"

Rin threw a football against Isagi's face, effectively cutting him off.

"Shut the fuck up, you goddamn immature NPC. Don't you have anything else to do? Like train for example? Instead, you're here dwelling on my love life, like some goddamn idiot." Rin snapped, eyes narrowed and fists balled.

He then stormed out of the room, but not before throwing a dead glare over his shoulder.

Isagi was left behind, stunned and with a bruised face.

Despite that, he was smiling knowingly.

Love life, huh?

Rin had actually acknowledged it.

And he hadn't even noticed.

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Bachira Meguru

Owns up to it, like its a Nobel Prize.

"You're such a goddamn simp, it's actually annoying. Am I the only normal person here?" Rin grumbled.

"Me? A simp?" Bachira pointed at himself, flummoxed.

Rin threw him a disgusted look. "Yes, you. Now get out of my face, you're going to make me puke."

Bachira looked at Isagi, a questioning look in his eyes.

Isagi shrugged in return. "I mean... he has a point."

Eyes lighting up, Bachira stalked up to Rin, undeterred by the withering look Rin shot him.

"You mean it? Really?"

"Get out of my face, blunt bangs." Rin snarled.

Bouncing away from Rin, before Rin would actually singlehandedly strangle him, Bachira singsang, "Rin-chan's just jealous I have a beautiful girlfriend whom I love very much."

Rin eyed him, disparagingly, "You're actually revolting."

"No, I'm a simp!" Bachira laughed delightedly.

"If you won't stop screeching like a damned banshee, you'll be dead."

"Simp, simp, simp!"

"Now he's asking for it, lukewarm NPC."

Isagi's eyes widened, concern flitting over his expression.

"Wait Rin... what are you doing? Wait... Why are you picking up that chair? Wait... no, don't throw it--"

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Zantetsu Tsurugi

Absolutely clueless. He doesn't have the faintest clues as to what it entails.

"I'm a... dimp?" Zantetsu echoed, blinking owlishly.

Reo rolled his eyes. "A simp, dumbass."

Nagi rolled over, his eyes bleary. "Reo, why are you trying to explain it to him? It's such a hassle. He won't understand anyway."

Pushing his glasses against his face, Zantetsu tilted an eyebrow. "So I'm a "simp". That must mean that I can make things with much easity."

Reo facepalmed. "You mean, you can handle things with much ease."

None the wiser, Zantetsu responded. "That's what I just spoken."

Nagi sighed.

Shaking his head, Reo snickered.

"He's not only a simp, he's dumb, too."

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Nagi Seishiro

Shrugs it off. He's really casual about it. He doesn't really care. (Internally, he's smiling)

"Lazy slug? Are you actually... moving?" Barou watched him with an incredulous look on his face.

Nagi blinked at him. "What does it look like I'm doing?"

Bachira chimed in, "It looks like you've been possessed. What happened with "everything being a hassle"?"

Nagi trudged on. "I need to get something from the grocery store for Y/n, that's all. It's not a hassle."

It's not a hassle.

It's not a hassle.

I t s n o t a h a s s l e

"Wow..." Bachira said, awe-struck.

"What a goddamn simp." Barou shook his head. "If he even put as much effort in his football as he does in that relationship, he might actually be a decent player."

"Hey now... I beat you in a one-on-one." Nagi retorted. "Anyway, I'm off now. Speaking with you is such a bother."

Then Nagi walked off.

"Hey! Come back here! Pick up your dirty socks!"

"You're closer, do it for me, King." Nagi called back.

"What?!" A vein bulged on Barou's forehead.

"Tch. Can't even do something as simple as picking up the laundry."

"But he's actually going all the way to the grocery store, huh?"

Well yeah. Nagi Seishiro was a slug through and through, but when he was actually motivated to do something, he would set his mind to it.

And well, maybe doing these things once in a while wasn't really a hassle.

Especially if it was for you.

If that made him a simp, well, it wasn't necessarily an insult, was it?

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Mikage Reo

Flustered, but covers it up with confidence. (He's thinking about it afterwards).

Reo softly glanced at the hairtie you'd given him before his game, spinning it around his finger as he smiled slightly.

"You've been staring at that raggedy thing for over five minutes now." Chigiri asserted flippantly.

Flinching as he was startled out of his revery, Reo coughed, attempting to cover up his momentarily zoning-out.

"Have I? Ha, I must be tired then."

"Are you now?" Chigiri fixed him with a pointed stare.

"You don't look tired. In fact, you look pathetic. I thought you had hit rock bottom when you lost Nagi, but when you're separated from your girlfriend, you turn even more untolerable. Staring at that... thing."

"Hey!" Reo sat up, an indignant expression on his countenance. "I'm not untolerable. See," He threw away the hairpiece.

A beat passed.

"You want to pick it up, don't you."

"...yeah."

"God, you're such a simp." Chigiri shook his head dismayfully, his opulent red locks swishing elegantly with the motion of his head.

Reo's eyes shot open, and the tips of his ears turned red. "Wah-- me? I mean... pfft. You have to treat your partner right, right? That includes the gifts they give you, too."

Chigiri gave him an impassionate glance. "Even when it has already outlived its purpose?"

Scoffing, Reo pivoted on his spot. "I can still use it."

Chigiri raised his arms in the air in a disarming manner. "Sure. Alright. But don't go lending my elastics when yours break."

The redhead shuffled out of the room, his hair swaying behind him, as if taunting Reo.

Scowling, Reo sat down.

He chanced a look at the hairpiece in his hand.

Should I throw it away?

His hand reached the bin can, but he couldn't let go of the object.

Sighing, he wrenched the tie around his wrist.

For good luck. No other reason.

His cheeks flushed.

Reo groaned, burying his head in his arms.

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.

Dont ask what's happening in the background pls

[AU IF SHIRO/WHITE HAS HIS OWN BODY]

karasu gets zantetsu and literally gifts him a dictionary😭😭

nanase prob gets karasu the most normal thing ever like a soccer ball… but charles oh charles

charles gets loki of all people and gifts loki a jersey of a pxg jersey that has charles name on the back 😭😭

and shidou then gets rin so hes out to make it rins worst christmas… and decides to wrap the gift in so many boxes to the point where its literally his height… and the gift? a singular coal rock. 😭

No new Chapter this Sunday as it is a convention weekend, but here's a new special art cover featuring Zantetsu Tsurugi!

Thank you all for the patience and support!!!! 😋

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