hes the cat

lena-lady  asked:

A mikosaru scenario where mikoto saved fushimi pls (can be either before or after he left homra whichever to your liking)

So maybe go for pre-betrayal here, where Homra goes out to fight some guys making trouble in their territory and Fushimi gets in trouble. Like say it’s winter and there’s been issues with this new gang that showed up and is causing all kinds of trouble on Homra’s turf, like they’ve even beaten up a few weaker Homra members and of course everyone’s all hyped up to find these guys and teach them a lesson. Yata’s probably especially ready to just go kick some ass and show them what happens when you mess with Homra. Fushimi rolls his eyes and doesn’t see the point to it, sulking in the corner of the bar. As everyone’s discussing the situation Kusanagi gets a call that the bad guys have been spotted like near a park and they figure this is a good time to go after them, it’s late at night and the place should be pretty empty, plus it’s a wide open space which makes it easier for Homra to surround them and take them down. Mikoto himself gets up to go, Yata cheers because Mikoto-san will show those guys and Fushimi just slides off his stool all sulkily as he follows the rest of the clan outside.

They all end up in this big brawl in the park, the bad guys actually trying to separate as many of the Homra members from their King as possible, probably figuring that maybe they can ring Mikoto and take him down by sheer numbers, not realizing the true power of a King. Fushimi’s mostly staying near Yata but maybe he’s sticking kinda close to Mikoto too, just keeping an eye on him, because unlike Yata he doesn’t think Mikoto is invincible and Fushimi always likes to keep full control of the situation. But then maybe Mikoto’s Sword manifests and the power released makes Fushimi’s knees a little weak, his opponent takes advantage of the slip to try and escape. Fushimi clicks his tongue, annoyed, and follows the guy. The guy decides to take a shortcut across a frozen pond and with some irritation Fushimi follows, not wanting to be the failure who lets his own opponent escape. He manages to pin the guy with his knives but then maybe as he’s going to retrieve his knives from the other side of the lake the ice cracks beneath him and he abruptly falls into the frozen water beneath.

Yata catches up to Fushimi just in time to see him fall and yells his name, that gets Mikoto’s attention and without even looking at the guys surrounding him Mikoto uses his power to just scatter them and runs past Yata, diving into the water after Fushimi. Yata’s super panicking now, since Saruhiko and Mikoto-san have disappeared, Kusanagi comes up behind him all tense asking what happened and where Mikoto went. That’s when the Red Sword of Damocles manifests again above the lake and everyone stares as the entire surface of the lake melts and the water is nearly boiling. Mikoto’s head breaches the surface, expression totally flat but still breathing noticeably harder as he climbs out of the lake with Fushimi in his arms. Despite Mikoto boiling the lake Fushimi’s still freezing, shivering in Mikoto’s arms, and Kusanagi worriedly notes that they need to warm him up. Mikoto looks around at the rest of the group, noting that most of the bad guys have been defeated, and tells Kusanagi to take care of the rest and that he’s going back to the bar. Yata’s still staring at Fushimi in concern and Mikoto puts a hand on his head, telling him Fushimi will be fine before walking off still holding Fushimi close.

Mikoto gets back to the bar and he just sits down on the couch like usual except he’s got Fushimi wrapped up in his arms. Fushimi’s unconscious and breathing a little slowly, his face paler than usual, and Mikoto sighs as his own body starts to glow red. He adjusts his position so that Fushimi’s like wrapped in his arms almost and just sits there rubbing Fushimi’s back and letting the red power warm Fushimi back up. Eventually Fushimi stirs, raising his head and there’s Mikoto right there in front of him, arms still around him and Fushimi’s eyes probably open wider, wondering what the hell is going on as he tries to pull away but somehow his limbs still feel really heavy. Mikoto just sighs and is like ‘rest, kid.’ Part of Fushimi is terrified being so close to Mikoto but he’s also warm, so warm, like he feels comfortable in a way he can’t quite explain and his eyes slide closed again, body relaxing noticeably as he falls asleep in Mikoto’s arms.

He’s Just a Friend (Part 2)

When you realize you have been pulling an Adrien and were repressing your feelings but only after getting drunk and shouting those feelings out to your roommates. 

Originally posted by inklizard

when sanae was ten years old, his parents were usually always working. they were very busy all the time- extremely work oriented and usually when they came home they would ignore him. to his mother and father, sanae was just an added expense to the family they weren’t ready for. they were not shy to let him know that. essential things like clothes were bought for him sparingly, often times leading to him getting reprimanded for wearing them out (even if he simply outgrew them).

a lot of the time he saved up any yen he got for special occasions and he’d buy new clothes for himself. because his parents were never home, they wouldn’t bother cooking for him often. he also wasn’t able to go get haircuts because other things came first- but his hair would usually get him in trouble at school for being over the male hair length from being shaggy. if he got in trouble at school; his parents would scold him at home for him taking them away from work (it was usually his father dealing with him). 

as he got older he started cutting it himself which is why he has so many split ends. it only got harder to do as he got older due to his vision was getting progressiely worse. he was getting very bad near sighted and was too scared to speak up on terms that his parents would yell at him for yet another expense to the family. eventually they would get him glasses but he would continue to cut his hair even if he got bad remarks from them for being ‘disheveled’. when they had a guest come over, he would be sent to a spare room to work on his homework to avoid being seen and cause his parents embarrassment.

in order to vent his frustrations and avoid being at home- sanae joined artclub and found his passion of art. it wasn’t tull he was older than graffiti really spoke to him and it got him started. every time something bad happened at home- sanae would turn to art to escape his unsupportive parents.