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Me crying after reading some fan analysis saying that kokichi is gay so now i cant mentally date him

Came across this fun new blog and decided to make a request, from one beginner writer to another :3 So so sooo perhaps headcanons for Kazuichi x a fem!Ultimate Tailor!Reader ,,, If you don't do that kinda stuff then jst regular fem or gn reader will be alright :D I am unfortunately such a simp for that ugly man sighs

Here are some headcanons for Kazuichi Soda w fem! Ultimate Tailor reader!

Kazuichi:

Initial Meeting: Kazuichi would be incredibly flustered. He'd probably try to play it cool, leaning against a wall with his arms crossed (and failing miserably), but his face would be bright red and he'd be stuttering a lot. He'd be simultaneously intimidated by your talent and completely captivated by your presence.

Compliments: He'd be shy about complimenting your work directly at first, maybe muttering something like, "That's...pretty good," but his eyes would betray his true feelings. He'd be much more comfortable complimenting your designs or the fabrics you use. He'd especially love it if you made something for him, even something small like a custom bandana.

Loves making you things: He's surprisingly handy with tools and, inspired by your talent, he tries his hand at making little accessories for your creations. They're often a bit clunky or mismatched, but he's so proud of them and you always wear them with a smile, which makes his heart soar. He secretly dreams of one day being able to make something truly worthy of your designs.

Nervous wreck around your talent: He's absolutely fascinated by your ability to create beautiful garments from scratch. He gets incredibly flustered whenever he watches you work, tripping over his words and blushing furiously. He's terrified of accidentally ruining anything, so he usually keeps a respectful distance, but he's always secretly observing and admiring.

Protective and supportive: Hes most likely a coward in situations, but when it comes to you and your work, he's fiercely protective. If anyone dares to criticize your designs or try to steal your ideas, he'll be the first one to defend you, even if he's shaking in his boots while doing it. He's also your biggest cheerleader, always encouraging you and celebrating your successes.

Secretly a romantic: Beneath his sometimes awkward exterior, Kazuichi is a hopeless romantic. He dreams of taking you on fancy dates and showering you with gifts, but he's too shy to actually do it. Instead, he expresses his affection through small gestures, like bringing you your favorite snacks while you're working or leaving little notes with compliments on your designs.

Loves the "process" with you: He's fascinated by the entire process of tailoring, from sketching designs to choosing fabrics to the final fitting. He loves being involved in any way you'll allow, even if it's just holding pins or organizing your materials. He sees it as a way to be close to you and share in your passion.

Blushes easily: He's a constant shade of pink around you, especially if you compliment him or touch him accidentally. A simple brush of your hand against his arm can send him into a stammering mess. He tries to play it cool, but his blushing betrays him every time.

Jealousy: If other guys are admiring your work or flirting with you, Kazuichi would get super insecure. He'd try to hide it with his usual bravado, maybe making some snide remarks, but it would be clear he's bothered. He'd probably try to one-up them with some over-the-top gesture, like offering to fix their car or something.

Dates: Kazuichi would try to plan elaborate, romantic dates, but they'd often go hilariously wrong. He'd be so nervous he'd mess things up, like forgetting reservations or accidentally setting something on fire. But he'd always try his best to make it up to you, and his genuine effort would be incredibly endearing. He'd also love simple dates, like going to the arcade or just hanging out in his room tinkering with something while you work on a project.

Worries constantly: He worries about you constantly, from the small things (like if you've eaten enough) to the big things (or if your designs will be well-received). He just wants you to be happy and successful, and he frets over every little detail.

You'd design outfits for him: This is a given! You'd love creating unique and stylish outfits for him, and he'd be thrilled to wear them. He'd probably have a lot of input too, even if his ideas are a little…out there. He'd especially love it if you incorporated his shark-tooth motif into your designs

Admires your confidence: He's often insecure about himself, so he's incredibly impressed by your confidence in your talent and your ability to express yourself through your creations. He secretly wishes he could be more like you.

You'd teach him about fashion: He'd be a willing student, even if he doesn't always understand the finer points. He'd trust your judgment completely and would be happy to let you style him.

Overall: Kazuichi would be a loving and devoted boyfriend. He might be awkward and insecure at times, but his heart is always in the right place. He'd cherish you and your talent, and he'd do anything to make you happy. He'd be a surprisingly sweet and romantic partner, once he gets over his initial nervousness.

Hinaegi (hajime and makoto) fluff 🥺 maybe valentines stuff? Or just post neo program recovery fluff ❤️

The Perfect Blend

The scent of chocolate and anticipation hung heavy in the air, a stark contrast to the usual sterile atmosphere of Hope's Peak Academy. Valentine's Day had descended upon the once-dreary halls, transforming them into a pastel-colored battlefield of sugary treats and nervous confessions. Hajime Hinata, despite his proclaimed disinterest in such frivolous occasions, found himself inexplicably caught in its undertow. He fidgeted with the small, meticulously wrapped box in his pocket, a swirl of anxiety and something akin to excitement bubbling in his chest.

He’d spent the better part of the week agonizing over what to get Makoto Naegi. Chocolates felt cliché, flowers too flamboyant. He’d even considered a set of high-quality tools, a nod to Makoto’s surprising talent for fixing anything mechanical, but ultimately decided against it. He’d finally settled on a collection of rare coffee beans, knowing Makoto’s love for a good brew. He just hoped it was… enough.

He spotted Makoto near the courtyard’s cherry blossom tree, a splash of vibrant green amidst the pale pink petals. He was surrounded by a small group of girls, each vying for his attention with brightly wrapped gifts and blushing smiles. Hajime sighed internally. Of course. Makoto, with his earnest charm and unwavering optimism, was a magnet for affection. Hajime felt a pang of something akin to jealousy, a feeling he quickly shoved down. He wasn’t entitled to Makoto’s attention, not really. They were friends, close friends, but nothing more. Or at least, that’s what Hajime told himself.

He watched as Makoto politely accepted the gifts, his face flushed and a little overwhelmed. He navigated the situation with his usual grace, thanking each girl profusely and making sure everyone felt appreciated. Hajime admired that about him. Makoto had a way of making everyone feel seen, valued. It was one of the many things Hajime admired, and maybe, just maybe, one of the things that made his heart flutter a little faster.

As the group dispersed, Makoto turned, his eyes landing on Hajime. A wide, genuine smile spread across his face, chasing away the slight tension from the earlier interaction.

“Hinata perfect timing!” Makoto called out, waving him over. “I was just thinking about you.”

Hajime’s heart did a little flip. He forced himself to walk casually towards Makoto, trying to suppress the nervous flutter in his stomach.

“Hey,” he mumbled, shoving his hands into his pockets. “What’s up?”

“I just got a mountain of chocolates,” Makoto chuckled, gesturing to the overflowing bag at his feet. “I’m going to be sugared up for weeks! I was hoping I could share some with you later.”

“Sure,” Hajime replied, trying to sound nonchalant. He shifted his weight from one foot to the other, suddenly feeling incredibly awkward. He pulled the small box from his pocket, holding it out to Makoto.

“Happy Valentine’s Day,” he said, his voice a little rough.

Makoto’s eyes widened in surprise. He took the box, his fingers brushing against Hajime’s. A jolt of electricity shot through Hajime, making him jump slightly.

“Wow, Hinata! You got me something?” Makoto’s eyes sparkled with excitement. He carefully unwrapped the box, revealing the collection of coffee beans nestled inside. “These look amazing! Where did you even find these?”

“A little specialty shop downtown,” Hajime explained, feeling a wave of relief wash over him. He was glad Makoto liked them. “I know you’re a coffee fanatic.”

Makoto’s smile widened. “This is perfect, Hajime! Thank you so much. You really shouldn’t have.”

“It’s nothing,” Hajime mumbled, his cheeks flushing slightly.

“It’s not nothing,” Makoto insisted. “It’s really thoughtful. I really appreciate it.”

He held the box close to his chest, his eyes filled with warmth. Hajime’s heart did another somersault. He couldn’t help but stare at Makoto’s smile, the way it lit up his entire face.

“I… I wanted to get you something you’d actually use,” Hajime stammered. “Something you’d enjoy.”

“I will,” Makoto assured him. “I’ll think of you every time I brew a cup.”

Hajime’s blush deepened. He didn’t know what to say. He was suddenly acutely aware of how close they were standing, the scent of Makoto’s shampoo – a subtle blend of citrus and something warm and comforting – filling his senses.

“Hey,” Makoto said softly, breaking the silence. He reached into his own bag, pulling out a small, clumsily wrapped package. “I got you something too.”

Hajime’s eyes widened in surprise. He hadn’t expected anything in return. He took the gift, his fingers trembling slightly.

“I… you didn’t have to,” he said.

“I wanted to,” Makoto replied, his smile gentle. “Open it.”

Hajime carefully unwrapped the gift, revealing a small, hand-painted ceramic mug. It was a simple design, a pale blue background with a single, stylized sunflower in the center.

“I saw it and it reminded me of you,” Makoto explained, his voice a little shy. “Sunflowers always seem so… hopeful.”

Hajime’s heart swelled. He stared at the mug, a wave of emotion washing over him. He didn’t know what to say. He was touched, deeply touched, by Makoto’s thoughtfulness.

“It’s… it’s perfect,” he finally managed to say, his voice thick with emotion. He looked up at Makoto, his eyes meeting his. “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome,” Makoto whispered, his gaze lingering on Hajime’s.

The air between them crackled with unspoken feelings. The cherry blossoms fluttered around them, a gentle snowfall of pink petals. For a moment, the world seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of them, standing beneath the cherry blossom tree, surrounded by the sweet scent of spring and the quiet hum of unspoken love.

Hajime took a deep breath, gathering his courage. He knew he had to say something, anything. He couldn’t let this moment pass by.

“Makoto,” he began, his voice barely a whisper. “There’s something I… something I’ve been wanting to tell you for a while now.”

Makoto’s eyes widened, his breath catching in his throat. He waited, his gaze fixed on Hajime’s.

Hajime’s heart pounded in his chest. He took another deep breath, trying to calm his nerves.

“I…” he started, then hesitated. He looked at Makoto’s gentle eyes, his earnest expression. He knew he couldn’t mess this up.

“I really like you, Makoto,” he blurted out, the words tumbling out in a rush. “More than a friend. I… I think I’m in love with you.”

A moment of silence hung in the air, thick with anticipation. Hajime’s heart pounded in his ears, he could barely breathe. He waited, his eyes searching Makoto’s face for any sign of his reaction.

Makoto’s eyes widened, his cheeks flushing a delicate pink. He opened his mouth to speak, then closed it again, as if searching for the right words.

Finally, he spoke, his voice soft and hesitant.

“Hinata,” he began, “I… I like you too.”

Hajime’s breath hitched. He stared at Makoto, his eyes filled with disbelief.

“You… you do?” he whispered.

Makoto nodded, his cheeks flushing even brighter. “Yes,” he said softly. “I do.”

A wave of relief washed over Hajime, so intense it almost made him weak. He couldn’t stop the smile that spread across his face.

“I… I don’t know what to say,” he stammered.

“You don’t have to say anything,” Makoto replied, his smile warm and genuine. He reached out, his hand gently taking Hajime’s. “Just… be with me.”

Hajime squeezed Makoto’s hand, his heart overflowing with happiness. He looked at Makoto, his eyes filled with love and affection.

“I will,” he whispered. “I promise.”

They stood there, hand in hand, beneath the cherry blossom tree, the gentle breeze carrying the sweet scent of spring. The world around them seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of them, bathed in the soft glow of the afternoon sun. It was a perfect Valentine’s Day, a day that Hajime would never forget. A day that marked the beginning of something beautiful, something special, something that Hajime knew would last a lifetime. He had found his hope, not in some grand, world-saving event, but in the gentle smile of the boy standing beside him, his hand warm in his.

word count for this fic is about 1900 words

i hope u enjoyed reading it i dont mind adding more to it!!

hi there! im kinda new to tumblr and im a beginning writer so I want to start off with request rules/stuff i will write for

Stuff I'll write:

Fluff

Smut will depend on the character

Angst

Stuff I will not write:

Scat/Piss Kink

Pedophelia

Rape

Incest

Fandoms i will write for:

Danganronpa

Divergent

Grotesquerie

And pretty much any other ones!!

anyways tho im excited to begin writing and lmk if u have any requests! :3