ppl that Kiss Kiss Fall In Love in HD!!!

by Cl0wnc0re101

Summary:

this is just oneshots for ships I like!!!

Notes:

TW // BRIEF MENTIONS OF KIDNAPPING + BRIEF DESCRIPTIONS OF GORE

POV The madness of duke vermonia is just a movie bc ow it hurts sm ouchie also semi-songfic ig if you really wanna get into it

Also this is all gacks pov i forgor to say anything while i was writing lmao

FIC TYPE: Fix-It / AU / Fluff

 

sup bbgs i am living i posted read it pls also i had no idea how to end this im sorry

Chapter 1: Gakukai kiss kiss fall in love!!! as actors too!!!

As the music played, a woman entered the ballroom. Welcoming her, I extended my hand. An invitation to dance that she took, smiling weakly. She looked nervous about something, yet that's common in the women who come looking for me, so I pay it no mind. She shakily held onto me as we danced.

I twirl a strand of her hair as we dance. It was so soft there was no way it was natural. I was sure it smelled incredible, but it would have looked unusual if I tried to prove that, so I left her hair be. Her grip on me tightened, but she kept smiling so I assumed it was merely her nerves getting the best of her.

Suddenly, I felt a poke in my stomach. It was so light I almost didn't notice it, and I don't think I would have until I lost feeling in my legs and fell face-first to the floor. The bang of my body hitting the hollow wooden floor was so loud. My clothes were soaked with purple and red as I looked up at her in horror. My maiden took off her "hair" to reveal herself.

A man. The maiden had been a traitorous, cruel, murderous man.

Shaking feverishly , I reached for him, as if begging for his hand. As if reaching for something to hold me in my final moments, as my clothes turned purple with poison and blood and filth. Watching the women run away as my talents drained from me with my blood, I looked up to watch her leave. My childhood beloved laughed in my face and kicked me. She ran off still laughing to join the other women I had taken, as if the world felt the need to be more cruel.

"I haven't even got to say I love you yet." I whispered as she ran off into the night.

As I finally feel the weight of my eyes come down and feel my life leave me, I hear yelling coming from somewhere.

"Alright, that was our final take everybody!"

He couldn't have taken longer. The scene had been over at least ten minutes ago. Why the director decided to leave me laying there for all that time is something I don't think I need to understand. I get up and throw off the wet jacket in disgust. Wine without alcohol is just grape juice, and god it tastes awful. Fun fact, It smells worse. After washing up, I search the studio for Kaito. Eventually, after searching for a while, I find him in his dressing room sucking on a popsicle seemingly upset.

"Knock knock fair maiden, your duke has arrived!" I say as I walk in. He throws what little was left of the popsicle at me and stares. "You sure took your time. I thought you'd forgotten about me!" He says. The stick missed me by an inch. He looks tired, so I ruffle his hair a bit. He was a bit like a puppy in the sense he needs attention or he gets grouchy. We'd been filming all day, so I didn't expect anything else.

"I apologize, your highness. For you see, I was in search of you ever since the lights of my castle had dimmed." I say teasingly, in an attempt to cheer him up. It works. Kaito giggles a bit.

"You're such an idiot." he says, reaching out his hand.

"Takes one to know one." I retort, taking it.

I knew when I first heard him laugh I wouldn't be able to bring myself to trade the sound for the world. He was perfect. We finally got into the car. We sit in silence for a while, until Kaito breaks off the silence.

"Remember that time I got to pretend to stab you?" Kaito says, starting the car and interrupting my train of thought.

"Kaito, that was a half hour ago. Of course I remember it." I respond, worried.

"Good, I just want you to know I would do it again in a heartbeat because watching you pretend to fall was hilarious." He smiles.

I punch him in the arm jokingly. "I didn't know you were into knives. I'll keep that in mind. Now the question is, is there a specific knife you'd like or...?" I joke.

He grips the steering wheel harder and blushes. "Shut up you pervert. I'm driving. God, you're so gross." He stops for a minute and loosens up. "I love you."

"I love you too dear." I say smiling.

I know nothing has happened today, but just flirting with Kaito while he drives and gets more and more flustered and maybe possibly slightly mad and jokes about stabbing me is the perfect way to get home.

I wouldn't trade him for the world.

Chapter 2: POLY WxS REAL!!!!

Notes:

OMFG i deadn’t to bring you this trash also this is very ooc bc this is a cringy fanfic i just finished at 4:09AM not an in-depth character analysis anyways enjoyyyy

Nene wasn’t sure where she went wrong. Was it when she had joined and confessed to everyone in her troupe, and because the reason they all held hands? Was it when tsukasa invited everyone to his house after their most tiring show yet? No. It all went wrong, she decided, when she brought up game theory. Casually mentioning a new video or whatever, she didn’t remember. Now, in the living room were the three most important people to her, all fighting about… a video game. What absolute losers.

“WILLIAM AFTON CANONICALLY PULLED BITCHES. ITS FIVE NIGHTS AT FREDDYS LORE 101 DUMBASS, READ THE BOOK!” Yelled a blonde, shaking a book titled “The Freddy Files” in his hands.

“IF YOU KNEW JACK SHIT YOU’D KNOW YOU’RE WRONG. LOOK AT HIM , YOU SIMPLETON. HE’S UGLY AS HELL. WHO THE HELL WOULD WANT HIM?” Yelled a purple haired freak of nature.

“HE LITERALLY HAS CHILDREN. ITS THE ENTIRE LORE, AND YOU’RE REALLY GONNA LOOK AT ME AND TELL ME THAT I’M WRONG?” the blonde yelled.

“YEA, I AM ACTUALLY, BECAUSE YOU ARE.” was the response he got.

“This is such a stupid argument you two. Hey Rui, have you ever used twitter?” asked Nene.

“I have zero intentions of such a thing.” he answered, perfectly still, as if he wasn’t screaming his lungs out a second ago.

Nene sighed. His refusal to get twitter was one she was used to, so she pulled out her phone. “Almost every hashtag different teenager these days is down disgustingly bad for him. It’s gross. There’s this one art-“

Suddenly, a shaky emu walked through the door, boxes of pizza in hand. “Food’s here everyone!” She cheered. Pizza boxes were dumped onto tables, and all previous arguments were paused until further notice.

“Hey Rui, sorry for yelling at you about this. It’s stupid.” said tsukasa, offering him the final slice of pizza.

“It’s fine. You’re stupid. It’s good you realise it though.” He said, messing with the others hair teasingly before taking mentioned slice. “Geez, you two never stop fighting. Save some love for the rest of us.” groaned a tired nene.

Tsukasa didn’t really know what to say. He just offered his hand to the other, who took it.

“OOOH TSUKASA’S OFFERING HAND HOLDING!! I WANT A TURN!“ Emu jumped onto the very frail man. Seriously, she could’ve killed him, he is made of sticks. Hugging him, she kissed his forehead. She did it again, and again, gaining giggles from the rest of the troupe as tsukasa struggled underneath her. Soon, the entire trio was on him, showering him in affection.

“WHAT PART OF THIS IS HAND HOLDING TO YOU PEOPLE?” He yelled.

“Is that your way of asking us to stop?” Asked nene.

“…no. I love you all.”

Notes:

They r so cute good for them anyways fixed shipping disputes they all hold hands

Chapter 3: interesting.

Summary:

interesting
/ˈɪntrɪstɪŋ,ˈɪnt(ə)rɛstɪŋ/
adjective
arousing curiosity or interest; holding or catching the attention.
"an interesting debate"

Notes:

if anything is ooc or weird shut the fuck up no it isn’t anyway I spent way too long on this but I think it turned out well enough to post!! I’ve been wanting to post them forever soooo slay!!

Kunikida had always considered himself a moral enough person. He had his flaws, but that was practically every human on earth. Casually, he sipped wine as he looked at partygoers, wondering if he could find anybody he’d recognize. Attempting to blend in, he looked at his watch. It was 10:30PM, as he expected. Just a little bit longer until he can go home. Honestly, when do these people sleep? He was only here because the agency needed actually skilled people to guard this event, a job Kunikida was doing his very best to take seriously. It’s a job that’s very hard to take seriously when his partner was practicing stupid, over exaggerated, not-funny-in-the-slightest faces. The last descriptor may have been a lie. What he knew was, his partner for this job was Dazai Ozamu, was the biggest pain in the ass he knew. He walked over to the buffet, his partner following right behind him.

 

“Hey Ku-ni-ki-da! I have a really important question for you!” Dazai sang , poking him in a different spot every time he spoke. “Woah you look so out of place here. Anyway, when was the last time you went to a party? Before you answer, school dances and pizza parties don’t count!” He asked, sipping his own respective wine.

 

Kunikida took a deep breath. He tried to think rationally. After all, he was going to be on duty for another half hour. It wasn’t like he had anything better to do. He responded, “I don’t remember. Unlike some people, I have a sense of responsibility. It’s not like you’re supposed to be going out every night either birdbrain!”. He pushed Dazai’s hand out of the way of the shrimp. Suddenly his utensils went straight to the floor as Dazai grabbed his hands tightly, smiling like a maniac.

 

“SO YOU’VE NEVER GONE TO A PARTY BEFORE?!” Dazai practically yelled, startling the blonde. It was all just so fast, and he fell backwards, and was grateful he left his plate on the table because he was was sure it would’ve fallen on his head. Furious, he got up as fast as he could, and slammed the other to the floor. “WHAT THE HELL! NOT SO LOUD DUMBASS!” he yelled, stepping on him like a bug. Kunikida went back to filling his plate, assuming it would’ve shut him up for a while. Dazai almost immediately got up, completely unfazed, and still giggling. “Luckily, Yosano updated me on everybody here before I left. Let me tell you, these guys are sleezy! Now, who do we talk about first?” Dazai said, scanning the room.

 

“Hey! Who said I wanted to gossip? I’m not a teenage schoolgirl, and we have a job to do. Honestly Dazai! You should know better than that. Gossip is for those with poor taste anyway.” He started filling his plate again, and almost didn’t notice an incredibly short man in a suit walk by. Kunikida was aware that he himself was tall, but he was sure the man was at least a foot shorter than him. He watched the man try and blend into the crowd and talk to people, but his orange hair separated him from the crowd.

 

“That’s Chuuya, in case you forgot. I think he’s just here for the fuck of it. You know, to see if anybody notices he doesn’t belong. It’s a dangerous game, because most people try and kill mice on sight.” Dazai said, giggling at his own joke. “Did you hear he’s going soft? I remember when he used to go out of his way to try and out-drink me. Now, as soon as he sees me, he claims he’s not going to not drink at this event. What a pussy!” He ranted, also watching the man. Far away, Chuuya laughed at some unheard joke, seemingly unaware of what was being said about him.

 

“LANGUAGE DAZAI!” He said, hitting the back of his head. Now, Kunikida knew that what Dazai was doing was bad. He had been raised to have pitch perfect manners. However, he was a grown up now, he can make his own decisions.

 

“That’s also probably because that competition will send you both to the ER. However, Have you seen Ranpo lately? All he does is talk about this stupid guy. I think his name was Poe. What I do know though, is the man tried to kill him over some seven year old squabble that Ranpo didn’t even remember! Yet, all he says is “Oooh Poe this, oooh Poe that!”! He’s like a broken record, and even though I hold him in the highest respect, I have to exert so much self control not to throw him across the room.” Kunikida said, shaking his glass of wine with him as he spoke.

 

“ Ooooh Kunikida being rude AND coming out of his shell, a rare occurrence! They say this only happens once every decade!“ Dazai said teasingly. “You’re Right, by the way. I swear if I listen to his re-explain Poe’s special ability one more time, I WILL go insane. Y’know though, who are we to judge?” He asked, tipping his glass to the other detective.

 

“Agreed. Who are we to judge his happiness?” Affirmed the blonde, clinking their drinks together. He checked the time, 10:59PM. He thought of telling Dazai their shift was over, but reconsidered. After all, what he didn’t know couldn’t hurt him.

 

Dazai was interesting, and he wanted to see where tonight would go.

___________

The rest of the night was a blur to Kunikida. He remembered that Dazai had said scandalous things about a majority of the guests, and he wanted to know how could Yosano possibly have all this information, yet knew it was most likely a less-you-know-the-better situation. He remembered laughing at a joke Dazai had made, and how it may or may not have been filthy. He also knew he had gotten drunk enough to need to be carried, his glasses ultimately useless against the power of alcohol. What he couldn’t remember, was how he woke up in Dazai’s bed.

 

He had woken up because of the snoring in his ear. It took him a minute to process he was warm. Very warm. Very, wonderfully warm. Feeling arms around him, he finally understood. He was in his partners bed, and his partner was holding him like a child would hold a plush toy. He groggily checked the time on his watch. 4:00AM, he considered. He turned to face Dazai, and leaned into the touch. He closed his eyes, and smiled the slightest smile.

A little while longer wouldn’t hurt anyone.

Notes:

IM BACK IN THE FUCKING BUILDING AGAIN SOMEONE LET ME OUT IM TIRED OF THE KNDZ BRAINROT

Chapter 4

Summary:

What do you do when your coworker pulls up w/ that w rizz⁉️⁉️⁉️

Notes:

I am 110% gonna hate myself in the morning AND i had no idea how to end this. HOWEVER!! its better to post it as a itty bitty oneshot instead of letting it rot in my drafts anyways HEYYYYY GAYS N THEYS HOW ARE WE

Another squelch. The sound came from Dazai’s laptop, who was watching intently. Other than the lewd noises coming from the brunettes device, the office was silent. It made the noises feel even louder. Kunikida sighed, putting his head in his hands. When he started hearing voices come from the device, he sighed. Honestly, what a pervert.

“Dazai, you have a job to do. What in the ever-living fuck are you watching?” Kunikida said, pinching the bridge of his nose before leaning over to see the others screen. Dazai flinched, shutting his computer off as fast as he could.

“And why do you wanna know, huh kunikida-kuuuun?” He asked, batting his eyelashes innocently. Holding his own face, he smiled as he watched the other sigh. “Because you’ve been watching what I have to assume is porn for the past two hours now. It’s loud and absolutely not work appropriate. If it’s not for work, I have to reprimand you.” Kunikida said, shuddering.

Dazai just giggled. Technically, Kunikida was right, he was watching porn, but he wasn’t watching it for pleasure. Well, not that kind of pleasure. He did feel pretty good when Kunikida scolded him for it though. Dazai had been doing this all week now. Could you blame him? After all, Kunikida was really hot when he was angry.

“And what exactly are you smiling about, shit-for-brains? I’m being serious, this is public indecency!” He said, frowning, snapping the brunette back to reality.

“Nothing, just the fact that you want to kiss me so bad you look stupid.” Dazai retorted with a shit-eating smile. “You look like a mindless puppy, an absolute lovefo-!“

A fist punched his desk, cutting him off.

“So what if I do? It doesnt change the fact you’re incapable of taking your job seriously!”

Kunikida didn’t realize what he had said until it left his mouth, and he rushed to cover it. The blonde blushed, insanely humiliated. Dazai meanwhile, was snorting with laughter. He was truly a piece of shit. Kunikida adjusted himself, trying to hide his face as he ignored the others snickering. “Forget this, get back to work! Or at least, don’t watch that trash here!”

That was the first time he had heard Dazai use such a response. Now, nearly every time he breathed, spoke, worked, did anything at all, Dazai was there to flirt with him. Every time he tried to be serious, Dazai had some smart-ass or lewd comment. He buried his face in his hands.

Why was he enjoying this?

Notes:

kndz burned my house down they r so gay so soft and for what

Chapter 5

Notes:

I am 110% gonna hate myself in the morning BUT i had no idea how to end this and its better to post it as a itty bitty oneshot instead of letting it rot in my drafts anyways HEYYYYY GAYS N THEYS HOW ARE WE

Another squelch. The sound came from Dazai’s laptop, who was watching intently. Other than the lewd noises coming from the brunettes device, the office was silent. It made the noises feel even louder. Kunikida sighed, putting his head in his hands. When he started hearing voices come from the device, he sighed. Honestly, what a pervert.

“Dazai, you have a job to do. What in the ever-living fuck are you watching?” Kunikida said, pinching the bridge of his nose before leaning over to see the others screen. Dazai flinched, shutting his computer off as fast as he could.

“And why do you wanna know, huh kunikida-kuuuun?” He asked, batting his eyelashes innocently. Holding his own face, he smiled as he watched the other sigh. “Because you’ve been watching what assume is porn for the past two hours now. It’s loud and not work appropriate. If it’s not for work, I have to reprimand you.” Kunikida said, shuddering.

Dazai just giggled. Technically, Kunikida was right, he was watching porn, but he wasn’t watching it for pleasure. Well, not that kind of pleasure. He did feel pretty good when Kunikida scolded him for it though. Dazai had been doing this all week now. Could you blame him? After all, Kunikida was really pretty when he was angry.

“And what exactly are you smiling about, shit-for-brains? I’m being serious, this is public indecency!” He said, frowning, snapping the brunette back to reality.

“Nothing, just the fact that you want to kiss me so bad you look stupid.” Dazai retorted with a shit-eating smile. “You look like a mindless idiot, an absolute-!“

A fist punched his desk, cutting him off.

“So what if I do? It doesnt change the fact you’re incapable of taking your job seriously!”

Kunikida didn’t realize what he had said until it left his mouth, and he rushed to cover it. Dazai meanwhile, was snorting with laughter. He was truly a piece of shit. Kunikida adjusted himself, ignoring the other. “Forget this, get back to work! Or at least, don’t watch that trash here!”

That was the first time he had heard Dazai use that response. Now, nearly every time he said anything, Dazai was there to flirt with him. Every time he tried to be serious, Dazai had some smart-ass or lewd comment. He buried his face in his hands.

Why was he enjoying this?

Notes:

kndz burned my house down they r so gay so soft and for what

Notes:

im also on wattpad @kokoro202 if this is anywhere else thats not me + tell me pls!!