#and ramuda now that i’m thinking about it????

[akkivee]

bonds are necessary for the true hypnosis mic to be used according to rei!!!! so bonds not only negate the effects on the target, but also on the user as well!!!!!

[stella-posse]

Might live up to my name sake and draw stella!fp

[discotenny]

SASARAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

SASARAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

this ask got me in a Sasara mood. Have a Sasara drabble courtesy of anon. Continuation of 3 years cause I be in an angsty mood ehehe. No one asked for this I’m just playing with png anime boys in my head.

TLDR: you see your ex fiancé for the first time after 3 years. Best friend Samatoki is by your side cooking a potroast.

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Ex Fiancé Sasara Nurude who you haven’t seen in three years.

You reside in Yokohama- staying close friends with Samatoki who was able to get you an apartment there for cheap. Both of you are still reeling from the effects of three years past. Both of you find relative comfort that your pain is so similar.

Your daily routine is more simple than your past. Go to work and come home. Sometimes you stop by Samatoki’s place to make sure he hasn’t killed himself dabbling with the yakuza. Today was one of those days.

“Huh. So you really did it,” you say, looking at the local news broadcast on Samatoki’s TV.

It was a pre recorded interview of him, now leader of the team representing Yokohama in the new division rap battle. He was being asked questions fans sent in. After you heard him gag once asked what his favorite bug was- you let the audio fade to the background as you turned to him- fixing dinner for the two of you.

“Did’ya ever doubt me?” He called from the kitchen. You made your way over, the broadcast still playing.

“Just didn’t expect you to want to participate, y’nno? I thought you would’ve left that whole rap battle stuff behind after-“

“You don’t have to bring it up.” His reply is quick and he doesn’t meet your eyes.

“Sorry.” You turn away, not meaning to bring up the past. Both of you knew that nothing good came from reminiscing.

“But y’nno, you should really come with us one time. You’re always worrying over me- gotta show you I’m not some defenseless little pansy right?” He snickers to himself as he bends down to open the oven- checking on the roast. “We could sneak ya in as our manager or something. It could be fun.”

“Mmmmm, maybe,” you give the idea some thought, “do you know any of the other division leaders?”

“I’m sure that poser tried to reach for the title of Ikebukuro,” Samatoki tsked, “But no… there’s four divisions from Tokyo and two from the southern parts I think… wonder what kind of country punks will show their faces here.”

Almost on cue, a flash of light from the TV catches both of your attention. A musical sting punctuates the broadcasters words, saying how the other divisions were ready to announce their representing teams and leaders.

“How convenient…” Samatoki mutters, trying to hide his curiosity at the announcements.

Names and pictures fired up on screen.

Ichiro and his brothers represented Ikebukuro. Despite he and Samatoki’s rivalry, it comforted you to know he was taking care of himself these days. You could hear Samatoki growl from beside you.

Ramuda and two individuals represented Shibuya. It’d been a while since you stepped foot in the area, being put off ever since you first met the pink haired fellow. Something about him just… felt weird.

Jakurai represented Shinjuku with two guys- one of which looked like he hadn’t slept in weeks. “I wonder how far they’re gonna go…” you wondered out loud.

The next division came up on screen. “Holy shit,” muttered Samatoki. Kuko, Ichiro’s red haired friend from years past, was on screen. His name was listed under the Nagoya division. “I didn’t know that punk was still kicking…”

Then the last division appeared, those who represented Osaka. And your heart stopped.

After three years you finally saw him. And it was like nothing changed.

It was Sasara. He wore a different suit. His hair seemed longer. And it seemed fluffier. And he was… smiling. Smiling with some older man and Rosho beside him. You wondered when they had made up.

It hurt to see him smiling after all he put you through.

You turned to Samatoki, whose face mirrored the confusion, hurt, and anger in yours.

The broadcast moved on like it didn’t just shatter the world view of the two people standing in the room.

You were on track to finally move on after three, long years of reeling from the sudden abandonment from Sasara. From the supposed love of your life. From all the horrible and cruel words he said to you before he broke it off. Before he asked you to leave.

You had to sit down to stop yourself from falling over.

“You- you okay?” Samatoki swallows his own surprise to put a hand on your shoulder. His eyes still haven’t left the TV broadcast, now playing a pre recorded speech from the prime minister.

It’s hard to find the words to reply. But as you look at your friend an immeasurable guilt passes over you. In three months time… he’d have to see Sasara. Face to face. And he’d be alone. The turbulent look in his eyes show he’s thinking the same.

Your hand finds its way to his and you give it a small squeeze. He turns over to you with furred brows.

“I’ll come with you to the DRB, Samatoki.”

“W-What?!”

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Lowk I didn’t know how to end it LOL. Sorry for the abruptness

I’m so enamored with the ex fiancé Sasara concept I’m sorry guys.

Next time I promise I’ll have smthn y’all actually asked for LOLoL

[lake-archive]

A Fool For His Birthday

AO3 Link - A Shared Love Between Our Posse (Masterlist)

Fandom: Hypnosis Mic

Characters: Gentaro Yumeno, Ann Wolff (OC)

Pairing: Genann (Gentaro/Ann) (Developing)

Synposis: April Fool's Day but also the birthday of Gentaro Yumeno. And having both of those days overlap can be causing more trouble than expected. At least it is all in good fun~

Words: 3,659

Being greeted with this sight was something Ann had not necessarily expected. Especially not at his home, Gentaro’s home. They had somewhat announced it, not wanting to barge in from one moment to the next.

“Hey, Gentaro. Is it ok if I come to visit you after lectures today?”

“Visiting me? What gives me the honor on such a day? Wouldn’t you prefer to avoid me~?”

Given it was the first of April as well as his nature, maybe… But he just so happened to be born on that day. So they really couldn’t… “Oh c’mon! I don’t see a reason to! Can I come over or not?”

“Very well. But don’t make it too long. Ramuda and Dice pushed me into some plans for that evening.”

“I know. Ramuda is also making me attend…”

“Of course he would. What a troublesome boy.”

“It’s just how he is.” Though their first boyfriend had insisted more than usual… What was up with that? They could only wonder… 

Even the argument ‘How about you three have some ‘bro time?’ did not work. Because all Ramuda answered there was ‘Oh we’re getting plenty of bro time! Plus, it's Gentaro’s birthday! Pleeeaaase!?’. … He himself did have a fair argument though… 

“Then I assume we could head to his studio together later.”

“Sure, I don’t mind.”

“I’ll look forward to it then. See you later, Ann.”

So regardless of anything, Ann still had plans to see Gentaro one on one, mainly to not be hit with a wave of embarrassment when handing him their gift… Which was difficult to pick out. Then again, in the end they didn’t necessarily pick something out. 

Or… Well, they did but that was just a notebook, really, fitting in a small story within its pages. And they sadly had to admit that this was their emergency solution. All because they just couldn’t think of anything else… Outside of watermelon slices but… Firstly, it’s not summer. Secondly, that’s boring. At least the chocolate on Ramuda’s birthday required effort. And they didn’t want to slack off in Gentaro’s case either.

So they recalled one of the things he seemed to really enjoy and concluded that it might be a fun idea to write a short story, dedicated to his eyes only. Not just that but… Perhaps try themself on a doodle here and there. But that was also the thing, it was impossible to hand it over when Ramuda and Dice were around. Especially if the two saw the poor attempts of their illustrations. They already wanted to sink into the ground knowing that Gentaro would see them while reading the story sometime… Ah, the entire thought was embarrassing! Not just that but he was going to see their handwriting as well! Maybe they had gotten a little too ahead with this. Besides, what if he doesn’t like it!? That was perhaps their biggest fear at the end of the day, one which would make their stomach turn.

And that was why they had been pacing back and forth in front of his apartment door, unsure if they should even enter. Maybe they should just drop the notebook and run. Run as fast as possible and say that they only had enough time to drop their gift. But no, that’d be inappropriate! They should give him their gift to him in person. Yeah, in person! Besides, they had already agreed to pay him a visit so it would be impossible to back out now!

Alright, deep breath… And just get this over with! Yeah, just get it over with! It’ll be fine. It’ll be just fine…

So, a quick knock. “Hello! Gentaro!”  They began, knocking once more. “It’s me, Ann! I’m here!”

“Oh!? Wait wait wait Ann!?” They heard him say surprisingly… Panicked? That was a first and unusual. “Ah, what terrible timing!”

Terrible timing? “Is something wrong? Do you need help with something?”

“Ahaha… W… Well… You could say that but—”

“Then go on, open the door. I’ll help out however I can!”

“It’s not exactly that but…”

“You don’t want me to come in?”

“It’s not…” A quick break, a short moment of silence before he continued after a short sigh. “Listen, you may come in. But promise me one thing.”

Promise something? What is he scheming now? That’s what they were wondering. “What is it?”

“Don’t freak out when you enter…”

“Don’t freak out? Why?”

“You’ll see! Just promise me that first!”

“Ok fine fine! I promise!”

“Thank you. Now, you may open the door. It is open.”

What had Gentaro been up to today, on his birthday nonetheless? But honestly, they should not even be surprised. It was April Fool’s as well, it may as well be a holiday for him or something like that. So they opened the door cautiously. 

A quick gaze up, as if checking for anything up there. They wanted to believe that he would not step that low but you could never be sure with him, so they rather double checked. But nothing. A few glances to the side… Nothing seemed to be amiss. Alright, the coast was clear.

So they entered, one step inside, just in case, slow and steady. Was something on the ground they didn’t see? They didn’t know yet but were cautious nonetheless… But nothing. It was safe to walk on it. 

So they soon were standing in the hall, looking around for a moment though a little puzzled. “Gentaro? Where are you?” Maybe he was stuck somewhere?

“Ahaha… W… Well… You might want to go into the living room to find out.” Ann heard him chuckle, though sounding very nervous, more than usual. Something was off here… Very… 

“Why?”

“It’s best to see it instead of me explaining it all to you.”

They only shrugged at this point yet knew that discussing it was futile. So they may as well. Just what was going on here? They couldn’t really tell…

And yet, they would figure it out soon enough. Because they were heading straight to the first room on the left lacking a door, taking a glance into the living room. They saw nothing off at first. Everything seemed in place, literally. Nothing off here, at all. None. Na—

That was until they took a look at the couch seeing… A tiny rabbit on the sofa!? Light brown fur and green eyes, sitting there, sniffing around. They were staring a little in disbelief, almost dropping the notebook yet managed to catch it at the very last second. What… Was a rabbit doing here!? Why!? How!? 

“Uhm… Did someone gift you a pet?” They asked, looking back into the hall, hoping that he was in another room. Someone gifted him a pet, right? That had to be it. It just had to! And yet—

“Firstly, it’s rude to not look at someone while they’re talking to you!” They heard his voice say very sternly, making them turn back. Wait, the voice was coming from the living room after all!? Where— “Secondly, I’m not a pet. It’s me, Gentaro. And someone apparently thought that it was funny to turn me into a fluffy creature!”

Hold on, what!? “W… Wait… You are saying…” Ann stuttered as they took a few steps closer, to the sofa. Carefully to not scare the little bunny on it. And once they were close enough they kneeled down, to come face to face with said bunny, staring at it and only seeing how it was moving its head around while moving its nose. Actually… From up close, it was an adorable little fella. If Gentaro would stay like that then maybe— Ah no! What were they even thinking!?  “You’re messing with me, right?”

“Me!? Do I sound like I’m lying!?” Was the only thing they heard as a response, as if he was offended.

“I mean, you love to lie…”

“Hah, alright. That is a fair argument. However, I’m not joking in this instance. Sure, this body is warm and I do not feel uncomfortable but I cannot stay like this.”

He… Was serious? He was being serious… No, this was almost like some fairytale. No way. “Mhm… Right…”

“I mean it! I cannot work as a bunny, can I?”

“Well, you could work at a petting zoo. The kids would love you~” They decided to tease, even if just for this moment. They may as well. 

“Ann, don’t even joke about things like that…” He said however, sounding surprisingly deadpan. “I would just bite every kid in sight trying to touch me.”

“Oh come on, don’t make them cry. Not even Ole does that.” Yeah, instead he recently liked to sleep at the end of their bed and bite into their toes when he saw the feet peeking out… Ole is an old man but still a cat, and that was a rather painful reminder. Anyways… 

“I’m stating facts…”

“Besides, you could have an easier life. Think of all—”

“Stop joking around and help me turn back!” He interrupted, sounding desperate, perhaps a little embarrassed. That was a first. 

And yet, she chuckled. It was a sight they would never get to hear again after all. “Alright alright. Let’s find a way to turn you back into the same old guy.”

They were about to get up, wanting to discuss this and yet– “Actually, I might have a plan.”

They got curious, raising an eyebrow. “Like what?”

“You are accustomed to fairytales, aren’t you?”

Fairytales? What was this going to turn into? “Yeah, my parents read me some all the time.”

“Does that include The Frog Prince?”

“That’s basically a classic where I’m from. What’s up with—”

“Try kissing me.” Gentaro interrupted, sounding blunt, cold and saying this with no hesitation. This made Ann nearly trip over, shocked with wide eyes.

“Wait… What? Hold on!” She nearly shouted yet kept calm the moment they still noticed the tiny bunny. Right, they couldn’t startle him now… 

“Is that not how the princess breaks the frog’s spell?”

“Wha– No! Well… Ok yes but in the original not. She threw him against the wall.”

“Huh… That will hurt but… Alright, go on. I’m ready.”

“ Are you crazy!? I’m not throwing a bunny against the wall!”

“Not even if—”

“Not even then!” This sounded insane. They’re not going to do that! What was going on in his mind, agreeing to this so easily!? Seriously… 

“Fine! I’ll try a—” And yet, they had risen their voice all of a sudden, noticing the moment they saw the bunny hop down, away from the sofa. Instead of waiting they had reacted right away, dashing right after it for a few seconds after having placed the notebook onto the table. “Wha— Stay here! This isn’t funny!”

“Ah, apologies! But you were loud, my ears!”

“I’m sorry but what you suggested was crazy! Now get ba—” Though before they could say anything further, or rather wanted to finish their words, they noticed something when running right past the sofa. Something stuck out there… Something black. It was as if these were parts of some clothing, a fabric they were all too familiar with. They only stared at it for a short moment before their expression turned from worried to blank… Literally. Of course… Yeah, that checks out.

So they took a few steps closer, right behind the sofa themself and spotting someone all too well, having his back pressed against the sofa and sitting there, not looking up. At least not yet. And when he was about to speak again they interrupted him fairly quickly with their own words, anything but impressed.

“You really think this is funny, don’t you?”

Though instead of a quick gasp they only heard a chuckle. “Looks like I’ve finally been caught.” He commented before turning towards them, looking up to face them with his usual smirk, shrugging. “Though I’m surprised that you didn’t try to check sooner Ann~”

“Ah— That—”

“Did you really believe my little lie here~?”

“N… No! I… Er… Just wanted to play along!” 

“Of course, play along.”

“It’s true! Nothing more!”

“Right, right. I believe you.” And yet, it sounded as if he didn’t.

“Ugh… Sh… Shut it!” This was embarrassing in the end…

A few minutes forward, the bunny had been placed somewhere where it could be getting some rest after all this running, away from the two who were about to converse. When Ann had asked Gentaro where he got it from he said that he took it in for a few days. Someone had asked him to take care of it and would pick it up later. He owed that person a favor so he could hardly decline. Plus, the little fella was adorable, no denying. And that is also why he had been home for now, awaiting the person to arrive and pick their little friend up. 

“You could have warned me beforehand…” They sighed, both having decided to sit down on the sofa, right next to each other. Ann had decided to lean a little backwards, arms crossed. This was just… A lot. That guy…

“Haha, forgive me. But I couldn’t resist. Today is April Fool’s Day after all.” He reminded them with his usual smile, much to their own dismay. “And you fell for it.”

“I said tha–” They were about to protest again, yet that proved useless. They knew. “Nevermind.”

“Now, may I ask what even brings you here? I did not expect you to announce your visit so suddenly.”

Right, their visit… As to why they were here. They had almost forgotten to be honest. And once they remembered they were about to grow red from all said embarrassment. Because once reality kicks in that this will be in Gentaro’s hands right this second… They became a little hesitant again. And yet, they couldn’t just back out now. 

Though they did not say a thing, not at first at least. They were looking around, stuttering for a moment before eyeing the notebook on the table for a few seconds. They were looking back at Gentaro for a moment, seeing him waiting ever so patiently for their answer. Then again, he might have a clue now… There was no use hiding it from him, was there? Yeah, no use at all.

“I… Well… You know what day it is, right?” They began slowly, their voice shivering a little. “And I don’t mean April Fool’s…”

“Oh yes, of course I know. You are speaking of my birthday, aren’t you?”

They nodded. “Yeah.”

“Oh, have you decided to grant me a wish in private?”

“Wha— Wait, that—”

“Then we should certainly talk about that kiss from earlier.” He said with no shame, teasing. And yet… It sounded so serious. Wait no, that was just his way of playing games in the end, wasn’t it!? He even leaned a little forward, to make matters worse.

It led to them trying to back away yet knowing they would just fall over if they did, being cornered. So they weren’t even trying. Besides, he was only close enough yet had not touched their lips with his own. It should be fine… He’s just messing with them a little. “It’s not like that! I mean it is related to your birthday but—”

“Oya? Are you denying me a wish on my very own birthday? You’re a cruel one~” He sounded hurt, the fake kind.

“Tha— I just… Guh… I wanted to give you something!” They said when suddenly grabbing the notebook, pulling it in front of their face. They just couldn’t look at his face, not like this. This was getting more and more embarrassing by the second. In fact, they had to make sure now that he was not seeing their face whatsoever. Really,  this guy… Things have changed between the two but also not really, haven’t they?

“Ah, a gift. That is what you meant.” They heard him say, hearing the sofa making some noise, him most likely backing away, somewhat. 

They lowered the notebook a little as a result, sighing before handing it over to him, no questions asked. “Yeah. I wasn’t sure what so I thought of… Well… Writing something. Hand written that is.”

“Hand written? For… Me?” He asked as they felt him taking the notebook, then hearing it open. No, they saw it actually, him skimming through the pages. Witnessing it first hand made them feel even more embarrassed than before now, to the point their thoughts were racing… Goddamnit. 

“Yeah, for you. I… Hope it will be al—”

“Oya? And you can draw too.” He interrupted, sounding fascinated. Ah— He’s seeing the drawings, isn’t he!?

“I just… Thought maybe… Ok listen I’m not that good at it but I was thinking of… Giving it a personal touch! Go on ahead and laugh or something! I—”

“Oh no, it’s not bad at all. I was just surprised that you can even visualize what you’re thinking.” He interrupted, chuckling, then closing the notebook finally, placing it back onto the table. “Allow me to read it in peace later. Unless—”

“Please, take your time reading it!” They didn’t need to hear him reading their writing out loud. That was the last thing they needed to hear! 

“Still, going through so much effort… It is not a giant special occasion.” 

“A… Are you kidding? Of course it is. Besides… It’s only fair, isn’t it? Putting effort into a gift I mean…”

“If you say so. But really, you didn’t have to do that.” He assured them, or tried to.

“It’s fine, really. No trouble at all. I did it because I wanted to!” They insisted. 

“Alright, I will not argue. I thank you all the same.” 

And then a moment of silence between the two again… Ah, this was really something else… The two of them, alone right now. And there was still a bit of time left before they would head to the studio Ramuda owned. Not like they could go anyway thanks to the rabbit anyway bu—

“Although, back to the kiss…” Ann suddenly heard Gentaro bring up, facing them directly yet again. Hearing him say that made them squeal in place for a short moment, staring at him intensely. 

“P… Please don’t joke like that!” They tried to reason with him, only to see him leaning forward yet again. 

“Joke? Who said I was joking?” He countered, all too serious sounding. That had them look at him with wide eyes, feeling just how they warmed up by then. Wait a second— 

“Hah!? It has to be! Not funny!” 

“But what if I’m not?” And he only got closer.

“That…”

“Say, would you not grant me that one wish?” He asked, his voice in a sudden whisper. He… Was he serious? Was he? Wasn’t he? What was he getting at!?

Though… The argument… It was tempting. And he had been asking earlier. It’s just a kiss right? Ah wait, should they even consider? But he was close and— Ah, why were they even thinking about it? The two had kissed before. One time in the bookstore, the other time at the train station. It should be fine… Right? Was it? They would lie if they said that the urge had not overcome them… And they could use his reasoning as an excuse… Maybe? 

Oh they should just admit that they wanted to kiss him… 

So they suddenly did. Just when they saw him, his mouth opening, about to say something to them they suddenly leaned a little forward, right in to press their lips against his own. 

It was short, though more than a mere peck. His lips were soft, the taste exactly what they remember. It was hard to pull back honestly, hence why they may as well be almost glued onto his lips. But they pulled back shortly after, not wanting to make this too long. And needless to say… His reaction had been unexpected.

He was staring at them, as if in disbelief, and they could see him all red. It was a first, not something they had seen before. Ever. And moments later he even put his hand over his mouth before making one of his fingers trace over his own lips. He didn’t say anything, only staring at them for a moment before suddenly leaning away from them and turning his face into the opposite direction, as if trying to hide his face.

And it left them… Confused. “Gentaro? Is something wrong?” They asked him, a little worried. This reaction was unusual, even for him. Just what was he—

“N… No. No no no! Nothing is wrong!” He responded, as if trying to keep his cool, though failing miserably. Why was he getting so worked up all of a sudden?

“You sure? That—”

“Just… Uhm… I… Being so bold.”

“Bold? What do you mean?”

“Ah— It’s… Nothing! Just thinking aloud!”

The first time they had seen him like this. “W… Wasn’t that your birthday wish?”

No response, only silence on his end. Though he turned back soon enough, eyeing them with… Still an intense redness? Yeah, he was red beyond belief here, redder than red even. 

“I… I know what I said but it was a—” He wanted to say yet he didn’t finish it. In the end he just didn’t finish it. No, he kept silent for a moment before they spotted him with a different face altogether. A smile? Was that what they saw?

“No, nevermind. I won’t complain. I think I got pretty lucky.” 

“Lucky?”

“Please, do not question it.” He said, turning back with his face in their full view once more. A smile so gentle yet genuine, one of the most genuine they had seen of him. Perhaps he was just really happy at the moment. They could only guess and yet… Even if only for this very moment… 

“Thank you for granting my birthday wish.”

[fairestwriting]

title: coffee break affogato

summary: Ichiro and Itsuki finally have time to go on a date together— with the teams they have, though, of course it could never go exactly as it planned… But deep down, it's not that much of a problem, is it?

word count: 4,706 commissioned by @muni-is-never-ready ! tysm for the support <3 if you’re interested in my commissions too, guidelines are here!

Real days off were so rare during Itsuki’s time as an idol that even now, they registered like a distant afterthought. Ramuda was actually pretty generous with them, and scheduling was generally flexible, but there was just… some sort of programming going on in the back of her mind. And it was just too well established, by now. 

Basically, even after being excited for the free time on the day before, after she woke up on the very day she was thinking about, it’d usually take her a while to notice she was actually… free. Mostly just enough time to be halfway through getting ready until she realized. If her brother Izumi was still home, he’d poke fun at it sometimes. 

And it didn’t even feel fully unwarranted, really. It felt almost weird to already know there was no rush when she first sat up on her bed that morning. 

The thought kind of bobs around while the sleepiness makes its way out of her system as she gets dressed. Her hands linger over a fancier looking blouse for a moment, even. She does end up laughing it off. Izumi is right that it is sort of ridiculous.

It takes just the bedroom door shutting behind her and a few steps towards the kitchen until she sees him by the counter, turning his head to look at her with a wry smile.  “Oh. Huh. You’re up pretty early… Are you forgetting something again?”

She chuckles, shaking her head as she makes her way to the table. “Not this time.” She sits down with a huff, but still smiling in amusement. “And I’m used to waking up around this tome anyway. Are you making toast?”

He shrugs. “Yeah. I was expecting you’d be up early. So, no need to worry about it getting cold.” There are a few pronounced clinks as he gets out plates and mugs. The smell of fresh bread pleasantly colors the air.

“See? It’s not all that bad.” She smiles at him as he sets her plate in front of her at the table, taking a seat on the other side. “And I mean, it’s still… idol schedule timing. That’s more sleep than I got in high school, I’m pretty sure.”

(read the rest is on ao3 here!)

[slugtranslation-hypmic]

Hi Slug! I know you are very, very busy so idk if you have any time for it, but if/whenever you get the chance, I was wondering what your thoughts were on the new Hypmic wardrobe (winter style!). I thought your comments on the last one (spring/summer) were really funny.

Oh heck yes, I love doing these. There's nothing like speaking with confidence on something I know absolutely nothing about.

Here's the approximately 3 pixels we'll be scrutinizing.

And for those interested, here are my thoughts on the last wardrobe.

Under a cut for length

Ichirou: Even though this man has perhaps the most stereotypical Japanese name on Earth and is in every other respect completely, 100% not white, I have never once understood the meaning of the phrase “white boy swag” until I saw him. Now I understand everything.

Jirou: This is a pallette swap of Holden Caulfield. Saburou’s a phony confirmed.

Saburou: The way he’s doing his bangs makes him look like he’s got a trust fund, a 30% share in his father’s Fortune 500 company, and a pony. He looks like his name should be Lucius. The rest of his outfit is just... idk, it’s cold outside. He’s being practical. I like it. Simple is good. It’s probably going to be better than the rest of this set.

Samatoki: Apart from him being blasted in the face with a wind machine, I can dig whatever’s going on here. It’s simple and nice. That sort of skinny, all black look is dope. He looks if David Bowie was about 40 years younger and modeled for men’s sportwear magazines.

Juuto: I would really like more than 2.7 pixels to tell what’s going on here, but my initial thought is that he’s trying to cosplay as the little German boy people on Tumblr are always talking about. You know, I could see Juuto in lederhose. I’m not saying it’d be a good look on him, but it sure would be something! It’s either that or he’s some Skyrim NPC.

Riou: Every time I see Riou not in military uniform, I am thrust back into the year 2003, whereupon he is my older cousin playing the PS2 and teaching me how to play Pokemon Silver. I’m not sure why, especially considering that I never saw my cousin do either of those things and Riou doesn’t look anything like my cousin, but I see him and I immediately know that this is an Older Lad who is at all times only seconds away from racing you in Mario Kart or taking you outside to throw a football around. I don’t think Riou is a dad, per se, but in about 20 years he’ll somehow skip straight to prime uncle stage.

Ramuda: Up in some top-floor suite of the King Records office building, the big hotshot, Mr. Records himself, is smoking a fat cigar. A nervous young assistant tentatively steps into the room, bent double under the weight of a stack of reports almost as big as she is. “Sir,” says the assistant, “Hypnosis Mic is cornering the otome market and making billions of yen a day. We’re rich beyond our wildest dreams! But...” Mr. Records takes a long draw on his cigar. “But?” The assistant can’t quite meet his eyes. “There’s just...” She falters before screwing up her courage and taking the plunge. “There’s just one demographic we’re not... maximizing our profits with.” Mr. Records leans forward, shifting his impressive weight in the chair. He looms like a mountain, the monolith of the Japanese entertainment industry that he is. “And what’s that?” he asks, in a voice so low it’s almost a growl. The assistant gulps but, to her credit, doesn’t flinch. There’s barely a hint of a waver in her voice as she says, “The... the straight men, sir.” “Bah!” Mr. Records snaps. Bits of tobacco-stained spit flies from his meaty jowls, mercifully missing the assistant by a hairs’ breadth. “What’s that all about? Why, we’ve got... what’s the word... woo-men aplenty, don’t we? Come on, isn’t there that one broad with them big ol’ titties? The boys should be eating her up like hot cakes! What’s the damn idea?” “Yes,” the assistant says, “you’re right, sir. You always are. It’s just that... well... Our straight, male audience is hoping to see a bit more of a... moe touch, sir.” Mr. Records eyes gleam. “Moe?” he repeats. “Oh, they want moe, do they? I’ll give them moe! Just you wait, boys! You’re about to get so much moe you won’t know what to do with it!” Anyway, that’s roughly what I think happened here.

Gentarou: I can’t even joke about this. This is just a priest’s cassock. You can literally buy something almost identical on fucking The Catholic Company.com. Everyone else is trying to serve looks, and Gentarou is serving communion.

Dice: Every time one of these rolls around, I always say, “Yeah, I’d wear that.” But this is always a lie. I would not wear that; I am only trying to give in and meet Hypmic halfway in the hopes that they won’t offend my sensibilities as hard next time. Yet this time, I would actually probably wear this. There is no personality in this whatsoever. The only reason Dice is wearing it is because Ramuda and Gentarou were too preoccupied (with bamboozling potential new viewers and leading mass, respectively) to stuff him into something fashionable.

Jakurai: Half the time Jakurai shows up in these, he gives off such a strong MSLF feeling. What’s a MSLF? A mother someone would like to fuck. I’m not about to do it, but I’m sure someone will take one for the team and go nuts over this art.

Hifumi: Love the faux fur stole thing going on here. He looks like a Disney stepmother. He’s got Cruella de Vil on speed dial.

Doppo: ?? Is it just me, or does this not look like Doppo? He looks like he wandered in out of EnStars or something. Sir, are you sure you’re in the right series?

Sasara: Probably the most normal-ass thing Sasara’s ever worn in his life. He just looks like an anime Columbo with ear muffs.

Roshou: You can play chess on this bitch. He looks like the shy girl librarian character who’s the tsundere love interest in a beloved 90′s anime with 300 episodes. By episode 287, she and her love interest (probably Columbara up there) have their first kiss, leading to wild, vitriolic ship wars on message boards between fans who have been waiting since episode 1 (which aired in 1983) for the two get married and the kind of dudes who take “If she breathes, she’s a thot” literally.

Rei: Man, take this bitch to the bank! Gold bar-looking ass.

Kuukou: I actually have a slightly better image of BAT, so this final part may be more coherent. (Emphasis on the “may”) First off, I hope we can all agree this is a bath robe. You can’t tell in the image above, but there are chains on these glasses (???) making him look like a grandmother. I think the general vibe is supposed to be ninja...ish... but it’s like if a ninja was crossed with the spirit of Miles Edgeworth. Also, what the actual hell is that white thing at his waist? Does anyone know?

Juushi: HELL YES, I can fuck w/ that hair. I do not know what is going on with the rest of the outfit. He and Hifumi are both responsible for slaying some poor faux fur beast. I feel like, if Hifumi is a Disney stepmom, then Juushi is the protagonist who’s a witchcraft practicing teen girl that must navigate her parents’ divorce and remarriages, fight off the forces of evil with magical powers, and navigate her life as an ordinary high schooler and teen gymnast in this 2010s Disney Channel show. Call it Hex and Balances.

Hitoya: Love the fact that he and Juushi are both wearing heels to flex on Kuukou. It’s a good thing no one in BAT owns a cat, or they’d be having a field day with the drawstring that goes almost all the way to his knees. Honestly, I really don’t know what to say here. I have less of an issue with the designer potato sack he’s wearing (looks comfy af tbh) as opposed to the face he’s making. He looks like he rolled out of bed and isn’t entirely conscious yet. I think someone should be more awake if they’re in such close proximity of Kuukou, so I wish him the best of luck in surviving this encounter.

[nug-chuohku]

Don’t Venti at Me! - EB VS SZ Drama Track

Part 1

~ Don’t be Suspicious ~

【 Outside Chuohku City Hotel 】

Jack: ...And this will be the end of our arrangement.

Jack Verrill roughly shoves the envelope into the tiny detective’s chest. With a pout, Shuu looks up at him.

Shuu: Really? I barely did anything! I thought that despite our situation, I could still work with you.

Jack: There’s been a change of plans.

Shuu: But I can-

Without another word, the butler strides away. All Shuu could do was hopelessly watch and sigh.

Shuu: At least he was nice enough to pay for what I did do… But I guess its only fair. Still, why did he bother hiring me? He acts like he didn’t even need me.

Peeking inside the envelope, Shuu’s disappointment vanished and was replaced with hope.

Shuu: Whatever! I hope he comes back. He paid me so well ehehe~!

Tucking the envelope into his pink trenchcoat’s inner pockets, Shuu took in a deep breath and sighed to ease his mind just the slightest. Then with a twirl and a skip, Shuu started to make his way back to the hotel. Passing by an alleyway, the detective paused when he detected a familiar head of pink hair talking with another, taller man. As the blonde man let out a mischievous grin, he slowly crept over to the unsuspecting man. Slowly, slowly, until…

Shuu: Ra! Mu! Da~! I gotcha!!

As Shuu Edogawa leaps into the air, he tackles the unsuspecting Ramuda along with the man whom he is talking with. Two screams echoed into the night before Shuu shoots up and shouts out.

Shuu: I’m sorry Ramu-chan! I didn’t think you’d topple over like a domino…

His words trailed off when he saw who was underneath their pile. A sniveling Yano Ietsuna, wriggling for an escape from the weight of two people on top of him.

Shuu: …Yano?

Yano: T-That hurt! What are you doing, idiot?!

Shuu: S-Sorry, sorry! Come on, both of you guys…

Helping the two stand up again, Shuu brushed the dirt off from Yano, before turning to Ramuda and tidying up his clothes.

Shuu: Usually you’re strong enough to hold me up Ramu-chan. What’s up with you?

Ramuda: Sorry~ You surprised me.

Shuu: I-

Shuu paused, finding Ramuda’s response a little… Odd. Not only that, his behavior was off as well. Normally Ramuda would return the abundance of affection equally or overdramatize how hurt he is by the fall. This time, Ramuda seemed hollow. Like the tone and everything was there, only he didn’t really mean it. Still, he shrugged it off and stepped away once he deemed Ramuda’s appearance as fit again.

Shuu: Nevermind. So, what’cha two talking about? I didn’t know you knew each other!

Ramuda: Aw, of course~! Yano used to be really close with one of my team members so I wanted to say hi to him!

Yano: Hmph, emphasis on used to. 

Ramuda: Ahahaha! But you like me still, right? 

Strangely, Yano got quiet at Ramuda’s question, his cerulean hues boring into Ramuda’s close-eyed smile. But before anyone could dwell on it any longer, Ramuda chirped again.

Ramuda: I just wanted to meet up with Yano and wish him good luck on the D.R.B.

Immediately, Shuu cries out dramatically playing out as if he’s hurt.

Shuu: Eh? What about me?

Ramuda: You’ll do fine! Yano is a weakling who needs praise to do anything right. Right?

As Ramuda said that, he flashed Yano a sinister smirk which elicited a protest from said man.

Yano: I can do shit on my own, asshole!

Shuu: Don’t be so mean to Ramuda, Yano…

Ramuda: Shuu is right! You’re being a mean bully Yano!

Yano: H-Hey! Don’t twist this onto me!

Ramuda: Wah! Shuu-chan, help me!

Yano: Come here, you…!

Dashing behind Shuu, Ramuda hid behind him and stuck his tongue out at Yano who appeared to step forward but quickly took the action back. Deciding whatever discussion they were having is now over, Yano turns away wordlessly.

Ramuda: Bye bye Yano~!

Cheerfully waving him away, Shuu watched as Yano flipped the bird before he vanished around the corner of the alleyway. Their interaction definitely made it clear they weren’t exactly friendly. Shuu may have only met with Yano when he was crying, but it was obvious he didn’t like Ramuda one bit.

Shuu: Ramuda, what-

Ramuda: Hey, hey Shuu?

Shuu: Y-Yeah?

Pulling Shuu to turn around and face him, Ramuda stared into his eyes with a big grin.

Ramuda: Let’s chat for a second. I have something to ask you…

【 Chuohku City Hotel Hallway 】

Softly, Yano makes his way to his hotel room. Looking to the left, then the right, he fumbles out his keycard and attempts to quietly unlock his door. But much to his disappointment, the lock system lets out a loud beep followed by a click, which seems to summon the neighboring door. Swinging open, his third teammate steps out of his respective hotel room, quickly catching Yano in his sights.

Kensaku: Hm? Oh, Yano-kun!

Kensaku's cheery voice shouts as his door slams behind him loudly.

Yano (mumbling): So much for being quiet…

Slumping his shoulders, Yano is aggressively slapped back into a straight posture by a cheery bluenette roughly patting his back.

Kensaku: You trying to sneak out? Let me tag along! I can’t seem to sleep so I figured I could grab a snack to eat.

Yano: I wasn’t… Sneaking out. I just didn’t want to wake you guys.

Kensaku: Hm… I’m pretty sure that’s still considered sneaking.

Yano rolls his eyes, brushing off Kensaku’s words.

Yano: Whatever. If you’re gonna drag me along, at least spare me some of the dad jokes.

 Kensaku: No promises kiddo!

【 Chuohku City Hotel Hallway (Elsewhere) 】

Ding!

Metallic doors slid open, meeting together with the long luxurious hallways of the Chuohku City Hotel. Shuu, wearing a pensive expression slowly walked out, letting the elevator close behind him.

Ramuda’s questions about Jack Verrill were strange. Despite the fact it was well known they weren’t going to be facing each other yet, the pinkette pressed for details about Jack and his relationship with Shuu. And the specificity of the questions made it seem like he knew about Shuu’s work. The work he did for the butler, the specifics… It felt like the pinkette knew even more than what the detective uncovered alone. And that unnerved him greatly. Not to mention the last thing Ramuda decided to tell him.

Shuu (muttering): Don’t get tangled in the strings? Is Jack and Iwao a part of something bigger?

Before he could mull it further, Shuu’s eyes darted up to the sound of Maki at the end of the hall, seemingly arguing with a group of officers blocking Ryuko’s door. Paling at the fact both brothers seemed to have gotten into some trouble, Shuu quickly ran up to the group.

Shuu: Sensei! What happened?

The group looks to the young man, their fight taking pause at his arrival.

Party of Words Official: Are you with this man?

Shuu: Yes ma'am. He isn’t causing you problems, is he?

At those words, Maki glared at Shuu harshly.

Maki: What? Are you here to side with them?

Party of Words Official: Sir, please calm down.

Maki: Is that all you have to say when my brother is being held in his room unjustly? You can’t do this!

Shuu: Maki, calm down now.

Shuu dropping the cutesy nickname seemed to give Maki pause. His eyes darted back and forth between the officers and Shuu before he effectively let out a scoff and stormed off. Shuu could only apologetically bow at the women before he chased after the professor.

Shuu: Maki, please tell me what’s wrong.

No response. Shuu, struggling to keep up with the long strides of Maki was getting frustrated with his attitude. Despite them not knowing each other well, it didn’t feel right. So to get Maki to stop, Shuu sprints after Maki and clings to his arm.

Shuu: Come on! Quit being so cold and talk to me!

Freezing in place, Maki stood silently before letting out a sigh.

Maki: Ryuko got caught.

Shuu: Caught? Like, did he…?

Maki: No! The imbecile just snuck out alone and got caught and...

Maki struggled to put his thoughts into words. All his frustration, anger, and stress felt quite overwhelming.

Maki: I…I don’t know. There’s so much happening now that we are in the same city as her and you know Ryuko. I want to sneak out and start searching too! I just… Just…

Shuu couldn’t help but feel pity for the man. Despite only knowing the basics of the brother’s situation, he knew this tournament was a lot for the both of them to deal with. Hell, it was a lot for Shuu as well. As Maki stood there with clenched fists, Shuu could do nothing but offer a temporary distraction for the teacher.

Shuu: Hey, hey, breathe okay? The hotel has a bunch of shops down the street. Maybe we can get a drink at the cafe? They have some outdoor seating too, so we can get some fresh air…

Maki seemed to hesitate, but the offer seemed like just what he needed. It wasn’t like him to be so tense. And to lash out at Shuu, who really didn't do anything wrong…

Maki: That does sound nice…

Watching Maki’s posture relax just the slightest made Shuu smile.

Shuu: Then that settles it. Let’s go together sensei. And if you’re feeling up to it, you can tell me what sort of trouble Ryu-chan got into. Maybe even make fun of him a little for being such an idiot, huh?

That seemed to make Maki chuckle just the slightest as he nodded. Shuu laughed aloud at Maki’s response, before he grabbed Maki’s hand, doing his best to come up with idle chatter as they made their way back to the elevator.

To be continued…

[partyofwords]

Crash ~ *Dice Arisugawa*

Summary: Dice keeps losing and it’s starting to worry you, Perhaps you could lend him some help?

Pairing: Arisugawa Dice X G/N!Reader

Genre: Fluffy Drabble

Word Count: 491

Warning: N/A

Masterlist

“You lost again, didn’t you?” You asked, trying to keep the smile off of your face.

Dice gave a sheepish chuckle, scratching the back of his neck. “Maybe…”

Sighing, you shake your head. “What am I going to do with you?”

“Let me crash here for the night?”

You nodded, letting him in. However, before he could get any further than the foyer, you grabbed the back of his coat. “Not so fast. Before you make yourself at home, you need to bathe. You reek of alcohol and the streets. The bathroom is all yours. I’ll get you a spare change of clothes.”

Dice was about to whine but swallowed his protests seeing your sharp glare. “A-alright, okay. I’ll go.”

When he was in the bathroom cleaning up, you went into the back of your closet where you kept spare clothes for him. This wasn’t the first time he has come to your door, asking to spend the night. It’s not that you were upset he wasn’t there. You were actually glad he came here instead of sleeping outside. At least you could feed him and give him a warm place to rest. He was kind of like a stray that way.

But it was starting to weigh on you. You couldn’t keep doing this. You worried about him too much. There needed to be a better way to take care of him. And your mind wandered back to an idea you’ve been thinking about a lot lately. Maybe now it was time to put the plan into action.

As soon as Dice was out of the bathroom, he changed in your room while you set out some reheated food from your own dinner. He sat at the kitchen table, still drying his hair, and thanked you for the food. You gave a soft sigh before drying his hair for him as he ate.

“Dice, I’ve been thinking.”

“That’s dangerous.”

You couldn’t help but chuckle. “I’m serious. I’ve been thinking about how when you lose, you lose big. And I don’t like the idea of you sleeping on the streets.”

“I haven’t in a while. Gentaro and Ramuda let me stay with them sometime and so does Rio on rare occasions.” He paused before adding quietly, “And so do you.”

Nodding, you ignored the heat in your cheeks. “I know. But I was thinking you need a permanent place to stay-”

“There is no way I’ll have enough money to afford a place.”

“Here.”

Dice froze. “H-h-here?”

You nodded again. “Yeah, right here. You don’t have to pay for anything. Just stay here when you need to. Consider this homebase where you can crash anytime.”

He was silent for a long time. You were afraid he was angry at you for thinking he couldn’t take care of himself. Maybe you shouldn’t have brought this up. Maybe-

“Okay.” He breathed with a soft chuckle. “I would love to crash here more often.”

[flingpoly]

i think a fun part about ramuda’s character is how differently he was perceived pre-marionette track and how it makes all his actions look different retrospectively

sometimes i’ll pick up fp fan comics and think “man why is ramuda so… heartless?” then notice it’s from 2019 and think “ok yeah that felt accurate at the time”

i guess for example i saw someone on twitter once saying “what happened to fling posse why isn’t ramuda edgy and evil anymore” and i think the point is ramuda’s “morally gray” aspects were never parts of his personality persay, he was doing everything out of survival and we haven’t been able to really see his true moral alignments because he’d never really made a decision of his own.

all we had was his reaction to jakurai being over emotional and aggressive, but we’ve since seen that it has nothing to do with his “guilt” with yotsutsuji since it’s since been confirmed that was a different clone who did that. the one thing that’s remained about ramuda is that he’s incredibly emotional, which is part of why he was discarded in the first place.

funnily enough, i feel like pre-2020 ramuda was seen as “emotionless” because he seemed to not have any remorse for anything he’d done in the past (which was, at the time, assumed to be All His Fault). turns out his problem is actually having too many emotions

i don’t know i’m kinda rambling now, but i feel like ramuda was never super “edgy” in hindsight knowing what we do now. even in his “scary anime moment” it’s misdirected rage at feeling betrayed by chuuoku wanting to replace him

idk it’s like rabbits. they’re quick to bite because they’re prey animals and scared.

[fukuokanodivision]

Mai’s Thoughts On 2nd Members

Jiro Yamada

“Jiro-san, He gives me the image of Eko when we were younger. Laughing without a care in the world and didn’t bother what others think of him, Those days…He honestly still gives off those memories. Sometimes thick headed, But is always coming in for the team in the end. Yuno-chin does have a soft spot for him, So I’ll suggest asking him if you want to learn more on the 2nd bro of Ikebukuro’s Buster Bros!!!”

Jyuto Iruma

“Iruma, The cop with the red glasses. He’s similarly like Onii-san in some ways. Both act 1 way on the outside and another way on the inside, Both are in some form guilty for bringing their teams down and have a side only their closest friends see of them, To name a few. I haven’t made much interactions with Iruma or M.T.C, But that’s Onii-san’s forte. But, I actually think I might ask him if I can someday meet them in person…It would be interesting to know Iruma more as a person than just a cop in Yokohama, To me anyways.”

Gentaro Yumeno

“The brunette author from Fling Posse, Yumeno was his name? Yeah, That’s him. Much like Ramuda, Yumeno is definitely also a mystery, A total enigma if you will. I discovered he has a few similarities with Yuno-chin too, Both like writing, act collected majority of the time…That kinda stuff. Fling Posse I should say are all a huge mystery for me, That totally brings back some ‘unpleasant’ memories back in a place called ‘Chuohku.’ But who cares, One day I swear I’m gonna use my mic to amplify my power by 120%. That’ll give those ‘ladies’ a taste of my world, Not theirs, Mine.”

Hifumi Izanami

“Moteru-chin, What to say here…Kidding! He’s a great guy, What can I say? While our first interaction wasn’t the “smoothest” I thought it would be, We’ve gotten used to each other now. I like being around him whenever I go visit Shinjuku, With all his positive energy it’s comforting to be with him. Sure, many Shinjuku locals are sometimes jealous when I’m there, I can’t blame them. I’m not trying to steal their #1 host from them at all, But I enjoy keeping Hifumi-san company on occasions whenever I’m in town…”

Rosho Tsutsujimori

“Tsutsujimori? The name, It maybe rings a bell…? Kidding, I’m lost for words here. I honestly don’t know much on who he is. I mean, He’s a teacher and that’s all I can figure out. But, I do know that Onii-san has some sort of connection with Tsutsujimori’s partner, So the next time I see him, I’ll just ask about him then and see what he’ll say about it. Who knows, Maybe teachers can be ‘very interesting’ characters.”

Jyushi Aimono

“Jyushi-san. Yep, The visual kei musician in Nagoya. While I was talking about his team’s leader, I may have gone a bit too overboard on dissing the team a bit too hard (not that I’m sorry, of course.) Anyways, Jyushi-san is the only exception here. Yeah, We don’t really “interact” often per se, But I still often listen to his music, So I’d say that counts? He seems okay for a guy, I just haven’t wrapped my head too much on him yet I guess…”

[hydranomago]

“Is that okay, Onii-san?”

-- Iwasaki (Sasara) to AsaShin (Samatoki) 

Classroom Seat Battle 

Q: Which seat would best suit your characters? Please choose, and if someone else chooses the same seat, you’ll have to duke it out with your reasoning. Other leaders will vote whether you get the seat or not. 

Translation under cut!

——

Subaru: (picks seat 4 for Ichiro) Since he is “Ichiro”, of course I’ll pick the “first” seat. He’s also a very determined and competent man, so I think he’ll be sitting front and centre paying attention to lessons. 

MC: Is there anyone who disagrees? 

Everyone: (silent) 

Subaru: (jokingly throws down board) Seriously? Is it okay for this choice to be settled so quickly?  

AsaShin: Our battle starts only from now [for the other seats]. 

Shirai: Ahh, I thought you’d pick seat 1 because of the “1”, but you didn’t. 

Subaru: No, no, no. Seat 4 is the “first” seat in front. 

MC: Did no one consider seat 4? 

Everyone: Not even once. 

——

AsaShin: (picks seat 2 for Samatoki)

Hayama: (very cute) Wait a minute! (also picks 2)

MC: Let’s hear your reasons please. 

AsaShin: This is something Showa era people would be more familiar with I think; Heisei era kids might not get it. In the Showa era school, ALL THE BAD KIDS SIT AROUND THERE. 

Everyone: (laughing) 

AsaShin: Ichijiku, she’s a bit bad right? And Amayado Rei (laughs) he’s bad too. So Samatoki in seat 2 would sit like this with his feet up; and if he hears someone say something meaningful in class he’d go (slow claps)

Then everyone in class will also follow his lead. Therefore, it’s seat 2 for him. 

Hayama: When you say it like that, I [Kuko’s ‘sessou’] am also quite the bad child. I [sessou] would keep his feet up while chewing gum. Plus, Ichijiku would probably be in charge of class discipline, whereas Kuko is a person who begrudgingly acknowledges the rules, while Rei is a person whom rules have no meaning; they form a really interesting triangle combo there. 

AsaShin: I feel like Kuko should take seat 3 actually, since he can be close to Jyushi and Hitoya. It’s also a triangle. 

Hayama: (catching on to the ploy) No, no, no. 

AsaShin: I’m even giving seat 3 to you. 

Hayama: (pushing seat 3) Well Rio is there at seat 3. 

AsaShin: (pushing back) Rio is a … solitary person. 

Iwasaki: (booming laugh) 

MC made them vote, result: (immediate all Samatoki for 2) 

Hayama: (precious child is shook) EH WHY? WAIT A MINUTE! HEY! 

AsaShin: (does the Samatoki clapping pose) Thank you very much! 

Hayama: (disappointed) The seat I wanted the most has been taken… [protect him pls] 

Subaru: (trying to patch things up) Shinta-san mentioned just now about seat 3, what would Kuko think of it? 

Hayama: (sulky) I only thought of seat 2. 

Everyone: (laughing) 

MC: Hayama-san, please pick again for the next round. 

——

Shirai: (picks 5 for Ramuda)  

Hayama: (Osakan dialect) NANDEYANE?! (picked 5 for Kuko) 

Iwasaki: (sasashook) Someone non-Osakan said ‘nandeyane’!  

Hayami: (also picked 5 for Jakurai) 

Shirai: It’s the seat closest to FP members. Plus it’s right at the back; Ramuda is already short, in front of him is Jyuto, and Jyuto acts as the wall which shields Ramuda.  Ramuda can hide behind this wall and focus on his designs during class without being detected. But the main reason really is that he can be close to his Posse. [I’m going to cry from FP feels help] 

AsaShin: Ramuda would never pick 3. 

Shirai: Never! Old lady Ichijiku is there! 

Hayami: I don’t wish to disturb everyone.  Anyway, Jakurai is the smartest of the lot [so he can sit at the back]. He’s almost 2 metres tall, and his long hair would fly into everyone’s faces during a strong breeze; so I think if he sits at the back he won’t bother anyone. Sitting there, it also feels like he’s protecting everyone; so the lessons would proceed smoothly. 

Hayama: Ah. I’ll just pick 3 then. 

Everyone: Oi, are you okay? 

Hayama: I have my reasons! Cause 5 is the closest to the exit, so if Kuko is late he won’t be discovered by the teacher. 

AsaShin: I thought you said he would follow the rules just now? How could he be late? 

Hayama: Kuko has some bothersome aspects to him too. So he can easily enter and exit without being noticed. 

AsaShin: (immediate tsukkomi) Don’t skip class! 

Vote: Iwasaki vote for Ramuda; Subaru, AsaShin vote for Jakurai; no one voted for Kuko

Hayama: WHY THIS AGAIN?! 

MC: I’m sorry Hayama-san, but you’ll have to pick again. 

——

Iwasaki: (picks seat 6) 

Everyone: (not surprised, no one picked 6) 

Iwasaki: Isn’t this going too smoothly?! 

MC: What’s your reason for seat 6? 

Iwasaki: Well of course, Rosho is in front. (quoting Rosho’s line) “I still need him by my side”— [we get it, you love Rosho] 

AsaShin:(tsukkomi)  But the seat is at the back! 

Iwasaki: Ah but if you call out to the person in front, they’ll usually turn sideways in their seat to talk to you right? So Sasara will be at Rosho’s left side! And! Coincidentally! Nemu is right beside them. 

Subaru: Ah true! 

Iwasaki: (seriously to AsaShin) Is that okay, Onii-san? 

Hayami: What are you asking permission for? 

AsaShin: (shook, processing) 

Iwasaki: Sasara will properly look out for Nemu too! (hastily tying up) So that’s why I chose 6. 

Subaru: Well if no one else opposes… 

Iwasaki: (max confidence) Even if anyone did, I would beat you! 

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Hayama: (defeated, picks 3)  Because Jyushi and Hitoya are close to Kuko. 

AsaShin: That’s what I said from the start! 

Hayama: I didn’t want to admit it at first, but it really turned out this way. 

Subaru: Do you think Kuko will study properly? 

Hayama: I don’t think he will study. 

Subaru: Gentaro is next to him, so maybe during tests Kuko can peek at his answers. 

Shirai: But Gentaro lies in his answers. 

Hayama: And Ichijiku is there; she’ll be so strict. 

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Shirai: (picks 1) I chose the “butt”! [the way he drew it looks like one] From the teacher’s position, 1 is a blind spot. 

AsaShin: Why are you so concerned about not being seen by the teacher? 

Subaru: Do you think he can get along with the people around him? 

Shirai: For Sabu-chan, I think they’ll probably acknowledge each other’s respective capabilities. 

Subaru: (going off into big bro world) Maybe Sabu-chan looks over one day and sees Ramuda’s designs, and he goes ‘Wow that’s cool!’ 

Shirai: Sabu-chan would be able to learn designing in a flash. 

Subaru: (talks about how usually that seat is right in front of the stove during winter, very convenient but Ramuda would have to be in charge of changing the water in the stove) 

AsaShin: That’s a Showa era thing! They have electric heaters in the air-conditioning these days! 

Subaru: (shook) AH! But Samatoki in seat 2 would be in charge of feeding the class fish. 

AsaShin: Well…. he is nice towards animals. 

Shirai: He’d even name all the fishes! 

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[akkivee]

once again thinking about my ideal 3rd drb match up and how it’d stack up with plot beats and so far all i got is

🔴💥⚪️: true hypnosis mic opponents, maybe jakurai ends up on a side for further development to save yotsutsuji and that’s against ichiro’s current goal

🔵💥🟠: haven’t quite figured out why, but rei vs samatoki is the angle i’m thinking about

🟡💥🟣: all plot stakes division vs no stakes division lol idk really but i’m leaning towards a bonds angle or if hypmic wants to be real freaky, the side effects angle 🤔

[legthief]

so i was talking about how rosho is like samatoki and jyushi is like ichiro and i finally realized that 2gumi are set up to directly parallel their division leader’s former partner(s). i feel stupid for not realizing this sooner but i guess it’s time to longpost again. i’m going to be nice and put a break here this time.

jiro: so you know how jiro is the blue brother? well, kuko and samatoki are also associated with the color blue. beyond that, they are also associated with the color red (red hair and red eyes respectively).

kuko and jiro are both sheltered to an extent, with kuko raised to be a monk and jiro heavily protected by ichiro, so they both go through an arc of learning that they have their own autonomy. they also have the same strong sense of justice and desire to help people, much like ichiro. jiro also constantly reminds ichiro that they really aren’t far apart in age, and that ichiro can act like a kid with him. you know who also reminds ichiro of this? kuko and nemu.

i wrote this section last so i’m just now realizing that jiro and samatoki’s connection is slightly different from being parallel. but basically samatoki and ichiro are the same as ichiro and jiro. it’s like a cycle. jiro is actually parallel to tdd era ichiro (+ nemu too), which in turn makes ichiro worry about turning into samatoki. they are all brothers, and that is my take. again, i wrote this section last so it doesn’t flow well and it doesn’t make sense.

jyuto: “what does jyuto have in common with ichiro and sasara??” i hear you and i would like to preface this by clarifying that this one is a bit of a stretch. just hear me out. jyuto’s associated colors are black and red, much like ichiro, which is just one example. but jyuto also has an almost childlike sense of justice (think of his stance on drug dealers), despite working with a yakuza and doing a hell of a lot of illegal things. remember that ichiro also has this same sense of justice and used to work with shady people in order to protect and provide for his brothers.

i believe someone already said something like this (i don’t remember who. ayadoesart maybe? i’m afraid of tagging the wrong person again. if this is the right person let me know), but jyuto and sasara both wear suits all the time and have/had some small level of control over samatoki and are older than him. but i want to add that jyuto is pretty much the exact opposite of sasara besides that; he’s serious, he’s very much an introverted loser, and he’s not hiding so much of his thoughts while speaking to people. this sets up an inverse relationship of sasara and samatoki, where instead samatoki is the one who gets to be childish and annoying and jyuto is the one who gets pestered endlessly, though sometimes he likes to flip the script and bother samatoki too. this is more perpendicular than parallel i’m aware but please bear with me.

gentaro: this one is less obvious i think, but think back to the part where gentaro tried to inquire about ramuda’s origins. gentaro, much like jakurai, took an interest in ramuda because of how odd he was to them, and they were curious. both jakurai and gentaro also have deep ties to chuoku, and have family in comatose because of it. “kujaku” comes from ramuda and jakurai’s names, and gentaro also created “ameyume” for himself and ramuda (see the hypmic radio). gentaro and jakurai also hide a massive part of themselves from ramuda. gentaro is much like a younger and more eccentric version of jakurai, but instead of seeing people as cases to cure, he sees them as stories to write.

hifumi: who has a double-edged personality and a complicated relationship with women and femininity, got jakurai to open up more to the world, is friends with rio, and loves fashion? if you guessed ramuda amemura, you would be correct! if you guessed hifumi izanami, you would also be correct! i would jokingly say samatoki is a correct answer as well, but he’s not relevant here. the day i found out hifumi and ramuda were going to be in a shuffle division together i was crying tears of joy. one crucial shared detail between hifumi and ramuda is how they coped with being abused by women (chuoku women, no less). ramuda became a lesbian and hifumi became gay. i’m joking, but both of them became womanizers, albeit for different reasons. one wanted to overcome his fear of women, the other wanted to reclaim his attraction to women and gain the validation he never got from chuoku. also, jakurai likes both of them because they are little weirdos.

jyushi: as i said before, jyushi bears strong physical resemblance to ichiro, and he’s 6’1 and strong enough to throw kuko over his shoulder and run off (see that one manga panel). additionally, he’s like nemu! he has lots of self-doubt but learning to wield a hypnosis mic has actually made him realize how strong his is.

rosho: this is the most obvious one. rosho looks identical to samatoki, and this forms the basis of sasara and samatoki’s relationship as mad comic dialogue. rosho’s tendency to get very annoyed with sasara quickly also contributed to sasara’s ability to use samatoki as a replacement. really i don’t have anything to say beyond what’s stated in canon.

2gumi are also meant to be exactly what each division leader needs in their life. this is so off topic but this is a 2gumi post. 3gumi is like this too but this is a 2gumi post.

ichiro needs someone to remind him that he’s not alone, and he also needs jiro to remind him that he can’t shelter his brothers the way samatoki sheltered nemu. saburo is important for this too by the way.

samatoki needs someone who is older and more responsible than him so he can stop relying on just himself, and someone who can protect him instead of him protecting them. jyuto may be a pathetic little loser sometimes but he is always there for samatoki (keeping him out of jail, making sure he’s keeping himself alive, etc.), and so is rio.

ramuda needs someone who can understand whatever the hell is going on inside his brain and love him for who he is instead of trying to fix him. the shared identity crisis experience gentaro has also makes their relationship so much better and i will stop myself before this becomes an ameyume post. dice also has emotional intelligence beyond anybody else in the entire

jakurai needs normalcy. where ramuda needs someone who is also batshit insane, jakurai needs someone to ground him. hifumi is really good at this and so is doppo. i will stop myself before this becomes matenrot3.

kuko needs someone his age to just be silly with, and also someone who can introduce him to new things! he’s also sheltered in a different way from nemu, and you can see the influence both jyushi and ichiro have had on his life.

sasara needs a normal guy to ground himself too, but he also needs someone who can keep up with his humor and insane behavior. rosho checks all of these boxes which is why he couldn’t let go of rosho even when he was so far away.

you got through the whole post??? i am sorry for making a long post, it will happen again. yes i am aware it became incoherent at the end, that part i will try to prevent from happening again. thank you for reading my nonsense. this isn’t self-bullying, my words just don’t make sense together i think

[discotenny]

I woke up this morning thinking about how,we don't truly know ramuda's lifespan... his metabolism is clearly differdnt than ours because, at this point, eating mostly vandy would get to him in some way. I know health is not always observed in hypmic (i.e. hifumi never realistically having time to sleep, required drinking habits as a host, or how often dostuhon goes out drinking) but with ramuda, it's important, it's aknowledged to some degree

If his body was only meant to sustain itself until he had fulfilled his mission, what would come next? they really wouldn't need him, if the party of words had their way, entirely, if the divisions had torn each other apart and ramuda never diverged from the path they set for him...

So what now? Has loving you really become his purpose?

If he falls in love with somebody, anybody, truly falls in love and let's himself be vulnerable with them... protecting them at all costs would certainly be on his mind. So is this is new mission?

What happens when you die, safely in his arms, maybe of old age. You walked through life hand in hand and he saw to it that you were always safe, always happy. and now you're gone, and now his mission is complete, Maybe he passes away as well.

IS THIS TOO SAD I DON'T KNOW. IS IT EVEN SAD AT ALL IDK. I AM ALSO REALLY NOT VERY ELOQUENT SO SORRY LMAO

NOOOOO THIS IS SO GOOD ANON THIS IS SOOOO GOOOD!!! kicking my feet at the “has loving you really become his purpose” that was so hard ommgmgmgmgmgmggggg. Anon ur brain is so big ur brain is so eloquent I love this.

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Ramuda, a being born to deceive turning into a man living to love. His whole purpose, his reason for existence turning into making you happy for the rest of your days.

Ramuda wakes up with a smile every morning because it’s a sign he’s doing his job right. He sees you by his side and nothing more than love and relief shapes his smile. Every day he sees the sun is another day he’s going to love you right.

Following the end of Chuoku’s reign, Ramuda takes on a more domestic role. He wakes up first, and after convincing himself to stop staring and get up, he makes breakfast for you to share in bed ;_; Being a fashion designer he spends most of the day at home and in his studio, so he has a lot of time to do whatever errands or chores you ask of him!!

If you’re a homebody too, he’ll make most of the money for your household, don’t worry about it!! If you’re working, Ramuda will send you off with a kiss and greet you back with a hug.

Your routine is perfect, he thinks. Every day he makes it a point to make you smile at least once and he always succeeds. Even if you fight, even if you have a bad day, he’ll always be sure to put a smile on your face at least once.

He thanks you every night before you go to sleep. “Why do you thank me all the time?” you asked him once.

“It’s cause you truly saved me,” he says, kissing your nose before snuggling closer to you.

When it comes time to spend your last day with you, Ramuda asks for more time. After days, months, years of loving you right, Ramuda can’t help but ask for more. He’s greedy and desperate, not wanting to be alone again for the first time since he was made.

But you do pass and he can’t do anything to stop it. But be doesn’t have any regrets, he doesn’t regret anything leading up to this, from his creation to your meeting to the years and years of loving you- he’d do it all over again if it meant another day in your arms.

He may pass, just as you say anon, but maybe he’ll wake up to another sunrise. Maybe he’ll get another lifetime to love you right.

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;_;

Hypmic plot spoilers under cut so I can talk abt Ramu more KANDKDBDKJS

I was always under the impression that the candies were the actual thing keeping him alive, which is where that whole plot beat of him almost dying (?) and confessing to GenDice and Dice going to his mom to beg for more came from. She says no and I’m unsure of where they got more (maybe from Rei???) but he’s still kicking!!

HUT UGH !!! It’s portrayed that the battle with his clones was LITERALLY life or death for Ramu cause he was so weakened trying to portion out his candies. Like it’s implied he wouldn’t have made it if Dice and Gen didn’t pop in and just ekenkfnkmlmkmk I love him I love Ramu sm my baby

Also I never realized Hifu probably never sleeps LMAO. Maybe Doppo absorbed all the tired energy so Hifu can survive the day.

[lake-archive]

An Unfair Game

AO3 Link - A Shared Love Between Our Posse (Masterlist)

Fandom: Hypnosis Mic

Characters: Ramuda Amemura , Ann Wolff (OC)

Synposis: Ramuda and Ann were playing a board game. However, someone just keeps on winning and Ramuda doesn't seem to like it.

Words: 612

“This isn’t fair! You’re cheating Ann–Chan!” Ramuda would complain with a huff, crossing his arms. And all Ann could do was look at the guy, letting out a sigh. They should have seen it coming… 

“No. I’m not.” They said and they really weren’t. And yet… 

“Liar liar pants on fire!” He was acting like a child about this, wasn’t he? And honestly, it wasn’t even that serious. And yet, it is exactly like Ramuda in the end… Or something like that. But why would he even act like this? 

To keep a long story short, it was about a board game. Honestly, it had caught Ann a little off guard, having had Ramuda suggest it out of nowhere. “ Let’s play to pass the time~ ” and with them not having anything better to do, they agreed. 

And since then, hours had passed, one after the other, and thus also each round of said board game. And with each round Ramuda was only puffing up his cheeks more and more, letting out his more childish side… Or something like that. Why? Because with each round he was the one losing and they just kept on winning. And it seems after a few more rounds he has had it and was now at the peak of his kid–like behavior. One may as well call him a sore loser… Who knew Ramuda had such a side as well.

“No, seriously. I didn’t–”

“Nah–ah! You can be very unfair!” 

Was this seriously going to turn into an argument? The thought of it only made them roll their eyes on the spot. ‘ This again… ’ It was the only thing which had gone through their head for this moment. And not to mention that they were expecting a tangent anytime now. A non stop tangent on how Ann could be a ‘mean cheater’. Maybe he really was just a sore loser. That or… Was he hoping for something? If anyone knew how to play dirty of the two, it would be Ramuda. Hmm… Hard to say… 

And so as their boyfriend was complaining and whining while sitting on the sofa they got up, right out of the armchair. Did he notice? Probably not, given how busy he was talking. 

So they just walked over, right to the sofa and got seated. His complaints were now right in one of their ears yet not for long. “Hey, Ramuda. Can you be quiet for a moment?” They suddenly interrupted him while turning their head to him, seeing his confused and baffled expression right close up. 

“But I’m not even done!” He tried to tell them.

“Just for a moment, it won’t take long.”

“Hah… Alright, what is it? But don’t think this–”

Yet before he could see it coming they grabbed both of his cheeks with their hands, tilting his head up as their own shot down. It was a short lived moment, a quick kiss. And it was over before anyone knew, Ann pulling back almost as quickly as they had kissed him at that moment. They then let go of his face, their hands dropping down and then they just stared at him.

He sat there, face all red and eyes wide. His body was swaying from one side to the other, as if just having been overwhelmed… Before suddenly dropping down on his back, right onto the sofa. 

D… Did that seriously knock him out? Ramuda should be used to this… Right? And yet, Ann let out a shrug shortly after. In the end it got him all quiet, didn’t it? And besides… It was a little amusing.

“I should do this more often~”

[highoncaffeineheadcanons]

Headcanons: HypMic shuffle divisions

My spontaneous thoughts on the shuffle divisions and how I headcanon they will work out.

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Rosho, Jyushi and Ichiro. Not gonna lie, I think they’re a pretty balanced combo in my eyes. But I can’t help but feel like Rosho will literally be bullied by two people who are incredibly enthusiastic about stuff: a weeb and a V-kei lover. He. Will. Suffer. Not to mention that, while he’s really good with all his students in manga canon, he’s not at all assertive enough to serve as a parental figure here. Besides that, I feel like Ichiro would be more than welcome to take Jyushi under his wings and adopt him as a brother. Overall, I think it’s a team that will get shit done eventually if they figure it out.

Rei, Samatoki and Doppo. Rei and Samatoki will smoke their lungs out together. They might also brew up some mafia schemes because they’re both material girls and people in positions of relative power in the underworld. Doppo… poor Doppo is probably afraid. However, it has also been brought to my attention that, as soon as Samatoki finds out Rei is Ichiro’s dad, their potential would-be business relationship will fall apart within a second as Samatoki would beat the living daylights out of Rei for leaving his child.

Hifumi, Riou and Ramuda… what a combination. Party Wo Tomenaide, literally. It will NEVER stop. Hifumi and Ramuda will continuously hype each other up until one of them passes out. Apart from that, these two will gossip and talk all night while potentially wearing matching face masks and painting each other’s nails. Faithful to manga/drama track content, Hifumi won’t stop questioning Ramuda about his past, present and future with Jakurai while Ramuda will ask about the latest tea on HifuDo. Riou will be there to provide food, lots of it. He’s the proud dad surveilling his children at a never-ending sleepover.

Hitoya, Saburo and Jakurai. Oh boy, the brainpower of those three must be invincible. Still, I feel like throwing one of the oldest and the youngest characters together will cause some generational disaster sooner or later. Jakurai has good parenting instincts (RIP Yotsutsuji), but he might dote on Saburo a little too much. Why do I feel like Saburo will start calling him grandpa at some point… Hitoya is watching from the sidelines, probably drinking for entertainment. Maybe he’s glad to catch a break from Kuko’s and Jyushi’s antics for once – the ‘alcoholic uncle’, as a friend of mine titled him (thank you for that, I think it’s incredibly fitting).

Gentaro, Jiro and Sasara. Now that’s gonna be comedy at its finest (no pun intended). Sasara and Jiro will spew nonsense and Gentaro will write it all down. Spoiler: It’s going to be the best novel mankind has ever seen. Too bad that those three will get absolutely nothing done, because I don’t know how anyone would be able to focus with these three inside the same room. Maybe it’s their hidden strategy. Who knows? Definitely not them.

Last but not least – Kuko, Dice and Jyuto. Man, I’m praying for our favorite cop here. Dice’s and Kuko’s lifestyles may clash terribly (materialistic and always out for money/food VS. monk beliefs). However, I think they can make it work with how they’d be an invincible chaos duo. Two people with too much youthful enthusiasm and energy who have the power to uproot the entire city. Maybe Jyuto will go insane enough that he’ll join them in unhinged mode, but I feel like he’ll have his hands full busting them out of jail after an hour.

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I already added a few things and I’m still not done. Maybe I’ll say more once their actual dynamics are revealed.