#c: tri mimi

[inkshadow]

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[iiryoku]

Might do a follower clean up later. I feel like I follow a couple of people, who I don't really interact with. No hard feelings.

[koushirouizumi]

{With the L i g h t} (E d i t) ~ S p e c i a l I n t e r e s t s + H I K A R U Azuma

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[dumplingsfordays]

the phone call

pairing - Megumi x fem!reader

genre - smut

summary - you call Megumi one night in hopes of changing your relationship from being best friends to lovers and it ends very unexpectedly.

cw!: nsfw (sexual themes), mutual masturbation, pet names (sweetheart, baby), bffs to lovers, reader has female genitalia, swearing, timeskip to all characters 18+, one (1) mention of voyeurism + hair pulling + tummy bulge

note - back (sorta?) from my hiatus but I won't post content as frequently. sorry to all you beautiful people who submitted asks 😭😭 I'll make sure to do those fics asap b/c y'all are honestly lovely and overall really respectful and I appreciate it! thank you sm for being patient w/ little old me <33

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and as always, thank you for reading :))

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Quiet sighs escaped Megumi's lips in tandem with the soft breeze outside, whistling against the glass windowpanes. Moonlight drifted across his fair cheek like a silvery veil, making his pale skin glow slightly, and his long eyelashes, a trait that wasn't his favorite but one that almost every girl constantly pointed out with jealousy, fluttered when they met the edge of the light. And then, in the peaceful summer night-

Bzzt. Bzzt.

The raven-haired man sat up in his bed with sudden urgency, hand moving quickly to his phone on the nightstand and picking up.

"Hey, 'Mimi," your sleepy, half-awake voice came from the speaker. "Sorry to bother you but it's kinda important."

Upon hearing your voice, he relaxes - he lays back down and stares at the blank, white ceiling. "Yeah?"

"Uhm, I just wanted to talk to you about something..."

God, your sleep-laced voice was so gentle, sweet, alluring, even. He couldn't help but sneak a hand towards his abdomen to lay it on his stomach.

"Hey, 'Mimi, you there?" You ask all of a sudden.

"Oh, uh, yeah, I'm listening, don't worry."

You must be at your desk working, then, he thought, since you're up this late. Wait, no -- he heard the shuffling of bedsheets or something similar a moment ago. That was you, right? Were you also in bed? Did you also have the ghost of a smile dancing on your lips? Was your hand also laid down on your abdomen? Was it slowly creeping further and further down, until-

He shakes his head, rousing himself from his thoughts.

God, Megumi, what the hell are you thinking? They're your best friend, nobody thinks about their best friend getting off!

...Well, something about that scene was... arousing, almost, to him. The mere thought of you, laying on silk bedsheets and rubbing your clit to his voice, sent a shiver up his spine and he snaked his hand under his boxers. Well, guess he was doing this.

"So, um..." you continued, sighing, "I was thinking. I know that it's probably too late into the night to even be discussing this, but..."

"Yeah?"

He lets out a small grunt afterwards as his fingers come into contact with the sensitive skin of the tip of his semi-erect length.

"...are you okay, 'Mimi? Are you working out or something?"

"Ah, no, I'm just..."

Just, you know, casually touching myself to the sound of your voice. Nothing wrong with that at all. There's definitely nothing wrong with jacking off to your best friend's voice.

"Just, um. Moving my, uh..." His eyes glance around the room and lock onto the bedside table. "My table."

There's a small lilt to your voice as you laugh softly and clear your throat before speaking, and Megumi swears that he just got lightheaded from the rush of blood to his nether region.

"Okay... I was just thinking about, well... this. Our friendship."

He tries not to sound too strained and breathy when he replies, starting to slowly move his fist up and down his leaking cock. "What about it?"

"Well, I think that, um.. you're a really nice person. And I really like you. And recently, I was thinking about what it would be like if we, um..."

You pause, biting your lip. Should you really finish your sentence? What if he takes it the wrong way?

"You can say it. I won't judge, y/n."

"Thank you..." you laugh briefly and breathlessly, fidgeting with the skin on your torso. His words were innocent, but it was the tone in which he was speaking that made your thighs twitch slightly and your mouth dry up. Christ, Megumi always made you feel things that you knew you shouldn't be feeling towards a friend who probably only liked you as one. "I, well... I was thinking that it would be nice if we hung out at some point. Maybe, like... go out on a date, or something... I understand if you don't like me in that way, or if you're too sleepy to decide yet, but I just wanted to put that out there..."

His eyes widen a bit as he hears the word "date", and he subconsciously tightens his grip around himself, Adam's apple bobbing up and down as he swallows. So you were interested in him, too.

"I'd... I'd love to."

He forces down a quiet groan as he hears the pitch of your voice rise slightly in excitement. Unbeknownst to him, your hand slides down your lower abdomen, gliding across your upper thigh.

"R-really? You're not kidding or anything, right? I mean, like... please don't worry about making me feel good about myself or anything, just..."

You hear him laugh softly on the other end, which makes that spot between your legs throb even more intensely.

"Of course," Megumi replies, trying to sound as put-together as he can. "I won't lie to you about stuff like that."

Smiling, you sigh in relief and your hand comes into contact with your inner thigh. After a brief pause, he speaks up again, his voice a little deeper.

"So.. anything fun happen recently in your life? Any new books you've read, or interesting gossip you've heard?"

Your head tilts to the side as a scenario pops into your head at his words. Him, laying next to you, whispering into your ear as his fingers caress your--

"Nope..." you laugh, a little shakily due to the intrusive thought. "But there was this one thi--"

He makes a quiet noise of pleasure and you choke, your fingers finally touching your slick cunny and rubbing it gently.

"...M-Mimi, did you... are you...?"

"Christ, I'm sorry, I-- fuck. I'm sorry, y/n, I didn't-- God, I..." he sighs, regret clear in his tone as he apologizes. "You probably think I'm some creep or something now. Feel free to cancel the date, I don't deserve it anyway after all this."

You swallow and you feel your face redden in embarrassment before answering, whispering.

"Actually, I... I, um, I'm not mad. I-I'm doing the same."

"What?"

His reply is instantaneous, his voice a mix of nervousness, shock, surprise, with the undeniable tinge of arousal. You were going to be the death of him someday.

"I-I'm doing the same. I know it's weird, I..." you trail off, sighing. "I'm sorry too."

"Can we..."

Megumi's trembling all over now, his cock unfathomably hard and standing up at attention in his fist, which begins to pump up and down a little more rapidly. You can hear it very faintly from your phone and you practically gush at the sound.

"...can we, um... keep doing this? And talking? I just... I think that since you're interested in me and I in you, we can satisfy our urges, I guess..."

"Please," you shiver, voice getting softer and more desperate as he talks.

"Fu-uck..." he groans out, biting his lip and looking down at himself. He decides to finally remove his boxers and strokes himself under the blanket, leaning into his phone's microphone as he pants softly.

You, in your own bed, whimper at the expletive -- you knew his voice was attractive, but this? Him swearing, and in that rough yet pleading tone, too, made you unimaginably wet.

"Can you... can you describe it? Please?" you choke out, toes curling as your fingers press against your clit slightly.

You hear him groan at your words again before he replies.

"I-It's standing up real tall 'n warm, sweetheart... it's fucking throbbing, all for you... God, I just wanna bend you over and... shit... just shove my cock into your tight pussy..."

You moan quietly as you imagine the absolute filth of the scenario, how deep his thick cock'll reach inside you... he'll probably be thrusting into you so hard that people on the street will hear the rhythmic slaps of skin on skin from the window of your bedroom all the way up on the fifth floor. And, oh, God, what if he grabs your hair and pulls on it, twisting your back and pulling his face closer to yours to meet you in an intense kiss, teeth clacking and tongues intertwining in this passionate dance for control?

"You're gonna feel so good around me, baby... maybe clench as I play with your clit and press my hand to your stomach to feel that little dent of my cock... you're gonna feel so fucking warm and wet around me..." Megumi groans loudly as his hand does a particularly satisfying stroke around his length, smearing slightly sticky precum in his fist. "Christ, I can already imagine it... I'm so fucking close..."

"Me too," you cry out, rubbing tight circles around the sensitive skin and thighs quivering from the electrifying pleasure. "I'll feel so good, 'Mimi, so full..."

His fist travels up to his tip, continuing the up-and-down motion as he moans shakily. "y/n-- I-I'm gonna-- fuck, think I'm gonna come--"

You whimper in reply, toes curling and forearm flexing. At long last, that wave of heat crashes down on you both, him groaning shamelessly as thick cum spurts from the red tip and onto his fist, and you gasping for air, moaning as you reach your respective peaks. Your body trembles as you're thrown around mercilessly by your orgasm and he can tell very clearly by your voice -- it's high-pitched, desperate, and borderline wanton.

As you both calm down from your highs, the movements of your hands and arms gradually slowing down, you giggle breathlessly.

"This was... ah, certainly something..."

You hear his voice, deep and comforting as he chuckles, through your phone speaker.

"Indeed it was."

"...But we're still going on that date, right?"

Megumi laughs. "Obviously."

[fallinforerling]

mimi i can’t stop thinking about when y/n comes and visit sthe bellinghams and y/n and jobe hug for too long n jude is just so very… pouty the whole night lmfaooooo then when he drops you off at home he’s so clingy and whiny :c

- bora <3

ps. this used to be erensfavgirly just so you know 😭 you can tag me as roses-arerosies for all ur new fics <3

but you love me more, right? - jb

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Jude was ecstatic once he found out you were able to come with him to England. Visiting his family already had him in a fantastic mood, but now that he knew you were accompanying him, he was over the moon. He knew how well you got along with his family, so once he let everyone know on the group chat, he confirmed all the affection his family had for you with every new text popped up on the screen. 

✉️ Mum ❤: Yay! That’s such great news! 

✉️ Mum ❤: Tell her I’m making her favorite 

✉️ Hey! What about my favorite?

✉️ Jobe: Oh, please. She’s the apple of mum’s eyes, don’t act like you didn’t knew

✉️ Dad: Tell her that I bought new tea flavors for us to try

✉️ I’m starting to think I’m not the main attraction of this visit, am I?

✉️ Jobe: No way! Seriously?

✉️ Jobe: She’s also my favorite

✉️ Dad: Jobe, donʼt be hurtful towards your brother 

✉️ Mum ❤: Canʼt wait to see you both 💕

✉️ Jobe: Tell her I miss her 

He couldn’t help but smile at his brother’s text. It was obvious he had a crush on you; Jude found it funny since it was a little bit cliché, the little brother having a crush on the older brother’s stunning girlfriend. Oldest joke in the books. It wasn’t a big deal anyways. 

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He didn’t consider himself a jealous person. At least, not the type of person that would go as far as considering his own brother a menace to his relationship. It was stupid to even consider it anything more than something to joke about. There wasn't a real chance of something actually happening, not only because he was his brother but also because he was younger than both of you. You considered him a little brother, for the love of God.

Nonetheless, it was hard to ignore how long the hug between you two lasted. His brother seemed to be in heaven while holding you tightly, his head basically on your neck, refusing to let you go after a couple of minutes. It was almost funny to see if it weren’t for the unnerving feeling he was getting from it. He didn’t want to sound crazy, but... Was he smelling your hair?

“It’s so great to finally see you!” You said once Jobe let you go. He looked down at you with the biggest of smiles. “And you got so tall! How did this happen?” You pinched his cheeks, treating him as you always did, with care. 

However, Jude’s brain started to overthink, and he was feeling nauseous. Why was he jealous of his own brother? He was being ridiculous, and he knew that. But some things were hard to avoid, and his jealousy was one of them. He tried to fight it as you all moved to the living room, where his mom had prepared a big tray of snacks. 

“So, did you had a good flight?” His dad asked once you were all sitting on different points of the large sofa. You nodded with a smile, receiving a tiny bowl full of your favorite snacks from Jobe, who only had eyes for you. 

“Thank you, honey!” You said to Jobe, who nodded with a slight blush on his cheeks before getting a bowl of his own. “It wasn’t as terrible as I thought. I actually really liked the food they gave us; it was a tasty chicken sandwich. Right, babe?” Your voice woke him up from his daydreaming, making him sigh with guilt for the direction that his thoughts were taking. “Are you tired?” You asked once he didn’t answer right away, rubbing his leg. 

“No, no. I was just distracted for a little bit. But yes, it was a surprisingly good sandwich. She had to talk me into eating it at first, though.” 

You smiled at him, and he couldn’t help but hold you closer to his frame, suddenly hungry for your touch. He didn’t let his mind slip to any other ridiculous thought about jealousy and his brother’s stupid crush on you. He gave his full attention to one of his dad’s stories, making sure to always have you close to him while listening. He knew you were giving him weird looks because this wasn’t his usual behavior around his family, but he didn’t care, he needed to have you next to him for a moment. 

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Okay, forget about leaving his jealousy thoughts behind. 

Jobe was stepping over an imaginary line that he didn’t know he had marked down since you all entered the kitchen. He was all over your space, but the worst thing was that you didn’t seem to mind. He hugged you by the shoulders, talking about God knows what while giving you the smile he knew very well since he was the one who taught him the smile trick. Was he openly flirting with you, or was he seeing things? Why would he do that in front of him? Why would he do that in general?

When he decided that enough was enough, and that he was going to do something about the situation, Jobe left your side. He saw how you nodded with a tiny smile at whatever he said, still sipping the cup of blueberry tea his dad gave you not too long ago. He saw it as the perfect opportunity to take you away from his brother’s hands. 

“Hello, pretty.” He said once he was near enough to whisper in your ear. You giggled, as every time he startled you, but you immediately turned around to hug him. “I missed you.” Jude returned the hug, closing his eyes once he felt your warmth around him. 

He didn’t know why, but he was feeling the need to be as close as possible to you. Why was he feeling so clingy all of the sudden? 

“Are you okay, babe? You were acting a bit weird earlier.” You said against his neck while rubbing his back distractedly. 

“Yeah, I’m okay.” He wanted to stop there and just enjoy the hug, but his brain had other plans. “Seems like Jobe missed you a lot.” 

“Right?” You were apparently naive about what he meant by it, since you just smiled. “He’s such a sweetheart, I love him a lot.” 

Okay? Ouch, no need to rub it on his face. 

“But you love me more, right?” He bit his lip, surprised by his own stupidity. Why would he ask something like that? What was wrong with him?

“Are you guys ready for dinner?” His mom interrupted whatever dumb thing he was about to say after what just came out of his mouth. 

“Just a minute, Denise.” You didn’t let him go, hugging his waist a little bit tighter while smiling apologetically at her. He saw the expression on your face, and he knew you noticed what was wrong. 

“That’s alright, I’ll hold your plates for a minute, come when you’re ready.” His mother said, finally leaving you alone. It appears like you weren’t the only one who noticed something strange going on. 

“Baby, are you jealous of Jobe?” You asked it in a serious manner, but your eyes were filled with such amusement that he felt like a little kid that just said something very stupid but very funny as well. 

“No…” You knew him very well, so there was no point in lying, but he did it anyway because admitting something so ridiculous was very embarrassing. 

“You’re so adorable.” You laughed after a moment, taking his face in your hands. “Don’t be silly; why would you be jealous of him? He’s like a little brother to me.” 

“I dunno.” He simply answered, knowing he was being irrational. “He has a crush on you…” 

“He’s your brother, Jude.” You giggled again, kissing his lips shortly. “That’s why you’ve been hugging me all night long?”

“Mmmh.” He felt mortified, so he went for the safest option and hugged you again, trying to avoid your face. You were having too much fun with this new information. “Don’t tell anyone.” 

“Of course I won’t.” You whispered back, silently laughing at his antics. He could actually feel how hard you were trying to hold your laugh. “I really love you a lot, silly jealousy included and everything.” 

“But more than you love Jobe, right?” He asked with hope, still refusing to retrieve his head from your neck. 

“Yes, Jude. More than Jobe.” You laughed loudly, not being able to keep it down anymore. 

“What’s up with me?” Jobe said, entering the kitchen, clueless about the subject of your chat. 

“Nothing!” He quickly said, not letting you give away anything that happened seconds ago. If it was bad that you already knew about the jealousy thing, it would be hell if his brother found out. “Dinner’s ready.” 

“Okay? Well, let’s go eat it then? Stop asphyxiating her with your love, she’s got enough of that already.” He knew Jobe was just messing with him, but he had to bite his tongue and resist the urge to say something along the lines of “Well, she’s my girlfriend, not yours!” but that would be too childish, even for him. 

So he just stayed silent and followed his brother into the living room, still giving him annoyed looks that were received with pure confusion. You just rolled your eyes and whispered to him to keep it down. 

Needless to say, even though he acted normally, refusing to let his childish side win, he still felt like he needed to create some space between you and Jobe. He insisted on sitting between both of you, keeping a hand on your tight at all moments, which resulted on you casually laughing or giving him loving looks that just made sense to him, the rest of the family weirdly looking at each other. He made up an excuse after an hour or so, saying you two were so tired from the flight and you needed to head to the hotel, but in reality, he just wanted to cuddle with you and have you all to himself for the rest of the night. You just let him be, still messing around while giving him head scratches to help him fall asleep. 

He guessed that jealousy just turned him into a clingy mess, but you seemed very okay with it, so what was the matter? 

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[j0elmill3r]

joel having a babygirl a few years after the apocalypse started after a one night stand and shes like 5/6 when they meet ellie, ellie's like really protective over her and sees her as a little sister or just like ellie meeting her😭

(Tess is claimed as baby girl's mom here!)

You crouched at the side of the front door to yours, your mom and your dad's apartment - Holding the shiv your dad had given you tightly in your hands as you heard footsteps coming up the stairs, tightly shutting your eyes as you awaited the arrival of whoever it was that was coming.

If there was one thing that Tess and Joel tried to teach you in your short 5 years of living, it was that you had to do anything to survive, meaning that sometimes you would need to hurt people. As he reached the apartment door, Joel advised Ellie to stand back, anticipating that you would come charging out with your small, makeshift knife in hand, ready to attack. His suspicions were confirmed when you ran out of the door, quickly being stopped by your mom as he swooped in and picked you up.

"Huh? Mama!" You greeted her excitedly, smiling at the sight of your mother's face as she held you at her waist. Tess smiled as she kissed your cheek, looking at you and then Joel, who looked at you and then Ellie. You followed your father's gaze to the girl who stood by the stairs, more interested in the zip of her red hoodie than she was in your parents. "Who that?" You asked your mom quietly, looking at her and then at the girl. Ellie looked up from her zipper and looked at you as your mother held you, neither Joel nor Tess had mentioned anything about transporting another kid?

"Who's that?" Ellie asked, looking at Joel as she pointed at you. Joel's gaze softened slightly as he looked at you, your head on Tess's shoulder as she ran a hand up and down your back.

"She's our daughter, Y/N," He told Ellie, who smiled at you as you hid your face. "Say hi to...Ellie, baby girl." Joel told you softly, taking you from Tess and holding you.

"Hi Ellie," You greeted her quietly, looking over at her as your dad held you. "I Y/N." You introduced yourself to the girl.

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Ellie sat on the old couch in your apartment, watching as you sat on the floor playing with some old alphabet blocks that Tess and Joel had sourced through trading.

"El," You had given her the nickname, you didn't quite the rest of her name, so had opted for something easier for you to say. She looked down as you held your A, B, and C blocks up to her, a smile on your face as she smiled back at you. "Play?" You asked her. She nodded and slid down from the couch and onto the floor beside you, taking the block that you held out to her.

"You're learning your ABCs?" Ellie asked you, watching as you happily nodded and recited them to her, Joel and Tess listening as they tried to prepare a somewhat healthy dinner for you. Joel watched with a sad smile as you and Ellie continued interacting, thinking that if you had known her, you would have had the same relationship with Sarah.

"It looks like they're getting along," Tess said, smiling at Joel as she looked in on Ellie spelling out your name with your blocks. As much as your conception was very much accidental, it didn't mean that your mom and dad didn't love you - if anything, you provided them with some necessary serotonin in a world that was voided of it.

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[aeaesabella-hyv]

(⁠◕⁠ᴗ⁠◕⁠✿⁠) C. 2

Act 1: 𝘐𝘤𝘦𝘥 𝘊𝘰𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘦 𝘗𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦!

The breeze flew in the windows and the curtain flowing made it look more lively. The sun seeping in the room which made the temperature a bit hotter.

On the bed, lied Y/N who was fast asleep in the bed. Blanket no where to be seen (which was on the floor) and the pillow not on her head, she still slept like a baby under their mother's love.

Thaaat was until her alarm rang.

Her eyes snapped open and lazily tried to close her alarm, causing her to fall on the floor with a loud thud. She groaned and stood up properly and closed the alarm normally. She looked at the flowing curtain and decided to open it fully, letting the warm sunshine tick her skin.

With a yawn, she went ahead and cleaned up her bed. Patting down the pillow and folding the blanket nicely on top.

She went over to the kitchen and prepared herself some instant coffee to wake her mind up. Hopefully getting ready for the day once again.

She got her outfit prepared and layed nicely on the bed before stepping in the bathroom. The warm water steaming the room and immediately made her drowsy again but had to scrub herself clean.

After an exact five minutes, she went out the bathroom with a satisfied sigh. Her hair was still wet but nevertheless cleaned thoroughly. She patted her body dry and went ahead to wear the outfit she had prepared earlier and went to look at herself in the mirror.

She wasn't a big fan of her body image but still kept it up to make herself presentable. She grabbed a few clip-on ribbons and clicked them in her hair. She liked how it was a bit too much, she didn't know why she was into these types of cute things but she still loved them.

Grabbing her keys and bag, checking if she forgot anything else and went out. Locking the door and flipping the sign on the door with 'No one is home, please guard! -Tenant'

It was a small joke by the landlord but soon got into a short tradition in the apartment. Everyone in the apartment would guard that room with their life, especially the only grandma who was always on the chair outside her door.

She went down the stairs and made sure not to trip and fall down. The last time she tripped she almost broke her ankle, but thankfully it didnt. Stairs in the apartment we're small so chances are always at a high.

She survived the climb down and went down to the sidewalk. Remembering what happened last night with the accidentally bump with the man, shaking her head and went back to focusing on her walk.

Gazes on her over accessorized hair was something she could feel, but she didn't really care. It was her hair not theirs.

She arrived on the shop with a few minutes left before clock in. Her friend was on opening normally the shop was open but not open to the public yet.

"Mimi~ Are you there?" Y/N asked, placing her bag on one of the empty chairs that the customers usually use. The keys on the table as well.

"Yep! im just checking out if the rats ate any of the food!" Another voice yelled back, accompanied with metal clangs. Y/N found herself amused and giggled. "Alright, don't take too long! The cafe is opening soon~"

"Yeah yeah, im not a child Y/N!" "You act like one!" "Shut!"

Y/N went over to the receptionist and checked for any stolen money, which was none. Then she turned and began starting up the machines to prepare them. Doing a few mini drinks to check if they do work properly.

She placed the mini drinks on the table where her and her co-workers bag we're and placed two leftover sandwiches on the table. Making sure they atleast get breakfast before the work starts.

Mimi comes out of the back and gives a slight smile at the drinks and sandwich. "Come come, eat these before Xinshi comes" Y/N giggles, taking one and giving it to her beloved friend.

It's not that they hated their other co-worker, they just loved pulling secrets and pranks on eachother. Y/N was sure they even did something before she went to work.

9:00.

Xinshi flipped the sign outside so people knew it was open. Their café was not that popular but guessing from the reviews and feedbacks they got, they seemed to run things pretty well despite being the only three of them.

Y/N dusted the counters while Mimi went ahead and prepared the ingredients in the back just in case anyone orders for a food with their coffee.

— Rushed post, End of Chapter 2.

[tonkatsubowl]

false love v.

jing yuan x fem!reader

nsfw themes (cursing and stuff i think. mentions of domestic abuse and self harm. mentions of suicide. no, jing yuan aint hurting u bb girl). read at your own risk.

english isn’t my first language, so please don’t mind the grammatical errors. (っ◞‸◟ c)

⪩ arranged marriage. the reader and jing yuan have an arranged marriage and she is stuck, disliking every moment of it, until…

TERM DIRECTORY

◖y/n: your name

◖e/c: eye color

◖h/c: hair color

◖l/n: last name

part one. ꕤ part two. ꕤ part three. ꕤ part four. ꕤ part six. ꕤ part seven.

➽ requested tags: @krowjet @beidousbubz @its-astrotea-love @5sos-wdw

ever since that incident had occurred, general jing yuan had decided to enforce security measures around the residential and city parts of xianzhou luofu. no woman should go through the terrors that you've been through, and never shall you ever suffer through those traumatizing events ever again.

the one thing that was definitely different though was how you stood up for yourself. you never once did, in fear that your father would scold you... or really, it was your brain that was so accustomed to fear, you were deathly afraid of standing up to it.

but you finally did. and you didn't know why—but the reason for it all was the man that stood in front of you several times, carrying a basket of fresh fruit and a small cutting knife in his free hand.

doctor's orders—you remained in the infirmary room for a couple of weeks now, and life had been strangely... well, unsurprisingly enough, peaceful. you were taken care of, and your husband had frequented the infirmary to visit you every day. he brought you a fresh plate of neatly cut fruit, some stories to tell, and he often brought mimi (sometimes the nurse hated how much she shed in the room) to purr and snuggle against you.

a day didn't pass without jing yuan visiting you, and you definitely expected his presence at least twice a day... or thrice, even.

...until today.

"huh? you're... you're going somewhere?" your eyes avert towards the general, confusion evident as he looked at you with his usual, loving and soft gaze. "where to? are... will you be busy?"

the marriage between you and jing yuan had definitely enabled some sort of separation anxiety behavior from you. he had always been by your side no matter what, especially during your days of recovering in the infirmary room.

"yes, y/n," he reached out to your countenance, his index finger brushing against your bangs, moving them behind your ear, "you will always be my priority. however, today must be different, for i must tend to my personal duties. i assure you that i will return safely, and the nurses will make sure that your needs are met during my absence."

...gone? was this a lie? a lie to get rid of you? no, no. stop, don't think like that. if he wanted to get rid of you, he would've done so already. you shake your head from your negative thoughts, fighting every bit of doubt and anxiety that plagued your mind.

"...okay." you nod, your gaze lowering to your bare hands, eyeing a piece of freshly cut strawberry in the palm of your hand, "please be safe... please come back home safely."

that was several hours ago.

to be specific, almost an entire day had passed since jing yuan left to his unknown expedition. for whatever reason, you didn't know. lieutenant yan qing wasn't around either, so you could only assume that his right hand man had accompanied him.

now, you were alone in your infirmary, sitting on your bed as you stared out into the moonlight. you could see the aurum alley from here, watching as the streets were bustling with joy, drunkards and happy children. you thought back to when jing yuan had taken you there, too. you had fun, up until you were abducted that same night.

nothing but your thoughts accompanied you, and you definitely were... tense. tense, anxious, nervous... and worried, even if you tried not to be worried.

you had missed jing yuan, and every time you had heard distant footsteps outside your door, you'd always expect and hope that it belonged to the military general. unfortunately, it wasn't exactly him, and it would be mere nurses who wandered around outside, even entering your room which gave you the false hope that your husband returned.

... but where did he go? he didn't tell you where, and wasn't being specific either. his personal... affairs? what did he mean by that?

you sighed silently to yourself as you got up from your bed, knowing you weren't supposed to be getting up. you grit your teeth, bearing through the pain as you wanted to know more information about his whereabouts... why he was being secretive. why he suddenly disappeared...

you knew you shouldn't be doing this but also... you missed the fresh breath of air. so you decided to sneak out, rip the medical monitor lines taped to your body and make your way outside whilst sneaking around the nurses and avoiding their gazes.

you were in pain, but you were losing your mind as you were stuck in that room for gods know how long? the moment you got out, you felt a fresh wave of freedom brushing over you... the same feeling where you left your home for the first time to move towards the sanctum.

you looked towards the sky, eyeing at the moon as it gazed upon you with his full glory, as though expecting you to return to it's brightening embrace. you inhale, taking in the fresh scent of air, missing the distant scent of herbal tea and nature that twirled within the air...

... ah, how you miss jing yuan. you wondered how he was doing...

"are you sure you want to do this?" yan qing frowned. "i mean, i'm not questioning your commands at all, sir. but it's just... do you suspect the l/n family is associated with the xianzhou black market of some kind?"

jing yuan nodded slowly. "notice the patterns of the past abductions. it's becoming quite obvious, even especially after what had happened with y/n. all women, all near her age, and all... hailing from troublesome families."

yan qing pondered for a moment, placing his knuckles underneath his chin as he closed his eyes.

"...general. what theories do you have then? for the reasoning of her abduction?"

"i'm assuming it'd have to do something with the disciples of sanctus medicus." jing yuan pursed his lips. "although, y/n's family did not have any history pertaining to... well, the cult itself. the father seemed too arrogant for any religious beliefs whatsoever, only wanting power."

"he didn't seem he was interested in eternal life, but money instead." yan qing added, looking towards the household that belonged to the l/n family.

it was a massive structure, built off of wealth itself. there were several floors to it, and each room was probably filled with a grand amount of fortune. both yan qing and jing yuan stood before the structure, with a singular cloud knight that stood behind the two.

"does miss y/n know... that we're here?" yan qing looked towards his leader, who responded with a shake of his head.

"i do not want her to be troubled by her family anymore... i doubt 'family' is a fitting term for what they are to her. i believe this part of her deserves to be torn away from who she is. after all, if these abductions are related to her father, then we might as well try to find evidence and stop them before something else occurs."

yan qing nodded. "yes, general."

the lieutenant glances back to the cloud knight, nodding towards him. "as we planned before, you will be coming with me. while the general speaks to the family."

the cloud knight saluted, "yes sir!"

when jing yuan, yan qing and the cloud knight entered the building, they were greeted by the servants of the l/n family. the head of the l/n family, y/n's father, had shown a false façade of a wonderful and kind father. he approaches the general, holding his hands with glee as yan qing and the cloud knight discreetly separated from the general, leaving him alone with the family.

"ah, general jing yuan! i am honored to see you again," y/n's father said as he held the man's hands, shaking them firmly, "why, i heard about the recent injury that my daughter has been inflicted by. that is such terrible news, i'm saddened by the fact i am unable to see my precious daughter, as i have been troubled by my work and..."

as he went off, jing yuan's kind smile never left him. he read through this man easily — what a liar.

"ah, it's alright that you can't visit her, my father," jing yuan speaks in a formal voice, bowing his head with his kind smile, "i understand your duties, for i am the general of xianzhou luofu, after all. i can relate to your priorities and the tasks you must face." jing yuan laughed with your father. "i apologize for showing up while you are busy with your tasks."

"oh, no no no! not at all," your father shook his head, "why, you actually came in perfect timing! i had prepared some lavender tea. my dearest wife had ordered some a while back and they actually came today."

jing yuan nodded. "i see. i would love to have some."

while jing yuan was occupied with your father, yan qing and the cloud knight were handling their own mission. they tracked down where the office was that belonged to your father while hiding from the wandering servants and your relatives before reaching to the door of the office. they entered, greeted by the smell of fresh, lavender tea.

"search his cabinets," yan qing said, "i'll search his desk."

"yes, sir."

yan qing proceeded make his way towards the office desk, looking through his paperwork. some of it wasn't even relevant to the mission as some paperwork was related to money, something about hiring new servants and...

"...?"

his eyes laid upon a letter that caught his eye, terms of it catching his attention immediately.

┈┈┈

...head of the l/n family. we will accept your beautiful daughter as a vessel to our beloved yaoshi. please do the following for us:

the vessel of yaoshi must be lifeless, unfortunately. yaoshi must not accompany a body with a soul already residing within. the body must be beheaded, or dead.

we look forward to your delivery,

disciples of the sanctus medicus.

┈┈┈

"lieutenant, sir! i have found something." the cloud knight speaks up, holding up several documents. each one were well hidden in between a bookshelf, and each one were labeled with "disciples of sanctus medicus".

yan qing pocketed the letter he found before approaching the cloud knight, grabbing the papers he held before looking towards his ally's discovery. more information about y/n... her weight, height, age, birthday... there was a look of disgust on yan qing's face as he pocketed it.

"... disgusting." he murmured. "we'll take these and report back to the general. let's leave, quickly."

"yes, sir!"

"it was so nice seeing you, jing yuan! please, visit us again." y/n's mother stated as she embraced her husband's arm, watching as the general waved goodbye, leaving on his own.

it didn't take long for the general to return to his headquarters, where he was greeted by the discovery of the connection of yaoshi's cult and y/n.

his hand was placed underneath his chin, eyes gazing upon each piece of evidence found.

"...sir." yan qing said to jing yuan. "you're hiding this from lady y/n... yes?"

"that is the plan. there is too much trauma she has already faced. we don't need to torment her more by bringing up her past... and its discoveries."

"even so," the lieutenant frowned, "i feel as if this is information that she needs to hear."

"...hm. for now, we hide this from her. later on when we arrest her father, we'll reveal the evidence and... tell her."

"yes, general."

[imabeautifulbutterfly]

Mimi

Y o u ‘ r e a M A C H I N E

Pumping these bangers after bangers!!… You’re gunna need a whole Dewey Decimal system for all these masterpieces!! Your expressiveness and emotions inspire me, it’s contagious.

I’m gunna have to ask for mah Murdertoothpick Danger noodle of a nope rope , Crosshair.

I was absolutely FLOORED at the fics you’ve been spewing out.

So IF you would be ever so kind to indulge me or yourself —I present to you with a “choose your own dealer’s choice”

(Crosshair x F!Medic) or you can insert my OC

(Kave) 🦊 whatever strikes you right.

Any combinations of these:

18. “You shouldn’t be out here by yourself.”

38. “You dumbass. Don’t do that. Ever agian. “

20. “I can’t leave you alone for one second without hurting yourself, can I?”

36. “How many fingers am I holding up?…I don’t have six fingers.”

44. “Do as I say not as I do. For real though, You don’t want to do what I do. I don’t want to do what I do.”

2. “I will always be there for you.”

Your choice I give you free range — you can make it hurt so good or bad / or add some whump or fluff / add as much drama as you desire…where ever in the timeline — The floor is yours Queen!❤️❤️❤️

@kavecika What a fantastic request, especially for my 20th request. I loved it. I did end up using your OC, so I hope I did Kave justice.

So I hope you enjoy what I came up with, love oo.

Promise

Warning: Medical injuries (somewhat graphic), burns, medical procedures, angst, hurt, comfort, kiss, fear of medical staff, feelings of being alone, I think that's it. If I miss any, please let me know.

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Crosshair sat in the medbay waiting for Kave to show up, after everything, after having his brothers abandon him for a kid, after having them nearly cook him alive, after them walking away, the one thing he could actually count on was Kave. 

She was the only bright spot left in his life. 

“I can’t leave you alone for one second without you hurting yourself, can I?” She giggled as she walked in seeing him injured. She knew better than trying to coddle him, or worry about him to an extreme. She’d be able to do that in the privacy of their quarters later on that night. 

He only let out a strained chortle as the pain meds were slowly ebbing away.

“Okay, my beautiful murdertoothpick, I’m gonna have to take this bandages off, and see the extent of the damage, okay?”

He nodded, not able to find the strength to answer her.

“Pain meds wearing off?”

Nod.

“Okay, sweetie… hold on.” Kave reached over and grabbed another pain med, using the hyperspray and injecting it into his arm, “There you, sweetie. You’ll start feeling better soon. Just calming breaths. Okay. Use your sniper breathing for me.”

Nod. He tried his best to calm his breathing imagining he was lining up a target.

“Okay, here we go.” She slowly cut away the gauze, careful not to pull too quickly. Biting back the tears and worries she felt for the pain and injury he sustained. His hair was burned away, his skin bubbled and melted away from the heat. Some of it came off on the gauze she peeled away. She wanted to press a kiss to his lips, to hold him close to take away his pain. However, she needed to remain professional. 

“Alright, I’m going to need you to open your eyes for me, I’m going to pull away the eyepatch and then we’re going to test to see how much damage there is, okay?”

Nod.

She took in a deep breath, and prepared herself for what she’d find under the patch. She let out a sigh of relief that the damage wasn’t too bad. The eye was red, a little inflamed, which was understandable. The pupil was reacting to the light, which was fantastic. His eyes were tearing up as tears slid down his cheek. 

“Okay, How many fingers am I holding up?”

Crosshair took a second, his vision was blurred, and somewhat fogging from the tears forming. He couldn’t stop blinking for a while, “Um … six.”

Kave looked from him to her fingers, “Okay, well first, I don't have six fingers. I’m going to try and wash out your eye again. I know the medics on site already did that, but I’m trying again okay.”

“Yeah.”

After Kave dealt with the injured, she covered and protected it with a cool compress. Once she finished with his eye, she moved on to the more serious injury, she’d need to put bacta on the injury and keep him in the med bay for the next two days. To keep reapplying the treatment. She wasn’t looking forward to the argument that was about to ensue, she dismissed everyone from the room, leaving her and Cross alone. 

“Sweetheart, I’m going to need to keep you here for at least two days.”

“No.”

“Cross…”

“I said NO!”

She let out a sigh, “Baby,” she hated using that term but it was the only one that usually calmed him down enough to listen to her, “you need a sterile environment. This is your health, please, for me.” He was about ready to start arguing again, she held his hand and pressed it against her chest, “Listen to me, please. I’ll set you up in the ICU room, it’ll just be the two of us. No one else. I know you hate the med bay. I know you hate being poked and prodded, but I’ll be the only one taking care of you. I’ll treat you every time, and won’t let anyone else in. I’ll protect you and care for you. So please, for me… listen to me and stay here.”

Cross let out a trembling breath, he hated the med bay, he hated the memories that came from the training he and his brothers underwent when they were children… he hated that his brothers weren’t here anymore to stay with him. He hated that Wrecker wasn’t here to stay by his side when he got scared. He hated that Hunter wasn’t here to fight with him, to make him feel he had a brother. He hated that he couldn’t hear Tech’s hum in understanding as he read some new fact or understood some new principle or formula. He hated that he was alone. 

He squeezed her hand, “You promise?”

“I promise,” she pressed a kiss to his knuckles, “it’ll just be me and you. You know, I will always be there for you."

He nodded, “Okay. I’ll stay here for two days…”

“At least.”

“At least.”

“Thank you, my beautiful murdertoothpick.”

He let out a huff, “You know I hate that nickname.”

“No, you don’t,” she smirked. 

A small smile creeped onto his lips, “No. I don’t.”

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[shihalyfie]

Why do people like Saban dubbing digimon but really hate 4kids for dubbing anime?

To be honest, I don't think that's quite the case. I think most people who tend to have apologia-level worship of the Saban Digimon dubs also have similar sentiments towards 4Kids dubs. It's "my childhood", so it's sacred and you're not allowed to say anything bad about it.

That said, it is true that 4Kids is the one usually thrown under the bus to blame for radical dub changes while Saban is treated as "comparatively loyal (for the time)". This is misleading at best. If it's loyal for the time, it's by a very small margin, and certainly not enough to claim that it's "practically the same" as the Japanese version as many do.

Saban's Digimon dub looks closer to the original because all of the surface elements supposedly look closer:

They kept almost all of the names in Japanese and only gave them "nicknames", unlike other dubs that changed the names radically! (Except they functionally never mentioned those "nicknames" again after the first time, and no matter how many letters each name may share in common with their Japanese versions, that doesn't change the fact they treated most Japanese names like hot potatoes because they sound too Japanese.)

They left the setting in Japan instead of making it a fictional American city! (Except they tried to do that until the number of Tokyo landmarks made it too recognizable, and it's still something they were able to get away with because the Digital World is prominent enough in the narrative for them to not worry about it too much.)

They didn't cut any episodes! (Probably the only one that does hold legitimate water in comparison to 4Kids actually cutting entire episodes at times, but one also has to consider that Digimon is a heavily serialized narrative where dropping an episode would create serious problems for the story, whereas you could get away with a dropped episode from 4Kids' longer properties with filler episodes since more of their shows were based on manga.)

They didn't make any huge changes to the overall plot! (Almost nobody watched Adventure or 02 for the plot alone, and it's only natural that slowly changing every single line to suggest completely different characterizations from their Japanese counterparts would have a massive effect, especially on 02 where it didn't have an extremely linear in-your-face plot that offset that to some degree -- and even then, Adventure wasn't completely immune, because it didn't stop Koushirou and Mimi's Japanese characterization changes from still remaining relatively unknown in the English-speaking fandom.)

"The Digimon (American) English dub didn't change that much" is the biggest lie the fandom will ever feed you, yet it still persists to this day because people will look at these surface factors and call it a day (and even worse, because this myth persists, fewer people will be inclined to check it out in Japanese and confirm whether this is actually true or not). It's never been about how many actual changes there were; it's about how many were noticeable. Few people talk about how there's actually a significant difference in how dub changes were handled the moment Disney took over (late Tamers to Savers), because it's hard to notice unless you actually have seen the Japanese version. Fusion gets treated like a laughingstock dub just because people were actually able to watch it in Japanese first and see how much got changed later; in terms of actual changes, it's not that much worse than Adventure or 02, it's just that it happened during a time it was less socially acceptable to do that.

So because of that, Saban is seen in the lens of a localization company that did its best to be "loyal" in a market where the 4Kids method of drastic changes were more dominant, when in fact they were aggressive about it in different ways (and you can see a very fair share of derogatory, dangerously-racist-leaning comments about Japanese media, writing style, and content from people who were involved in Digimon localization, so it's frankly kind of absurd to imagine they were doing all of this because they cared so much about loyalty to the origin). On the flip side, it is on record that a lot of 4Kids' radical changes were actually requested by the Japanese side itself, because they themselves wanted to push something that would be appealing to the American market, and 4Kids would sometimes go as aggressive as they did specifically because they got the Japanese licensor's blessing to go as hard as they wanted.

(I actually personally prefer 4Kids' original music and theme songs to the Digimon ones -- they come off to me as feeling like they have a lot more genuine spirit put into them -- but that's just my personal subjective opinion, and everyone has their own music tastes. Anyway, that's a digression.)

I personally don't think it's productive to be mad at the dubs themselves. This was all more than 20 years ago, the market was very different, the attitude towards localization was different, Japanese companies had their own varying stakes in the situation, and most importantly, what happened happened and I'm not going to blame kids for watching the only thing that was accessible to them at the time and developing an attachment to it. I don't think there's any point to speculating how Digimon would have been accepted in the US/UK/etc. if it hadn't been changed so radically, because the fact is, we don't live in that alternate timeline, so we won't get anything useful out of fixating on that idea too much.

The only thing I have negative feelings about regarding the American English Digimon dub is, simply, the way the fandom still talks about it. With things like Pokémon or One Piece or Yu-Gi-Oh, where everyone already understands that 4Kids made super drastic changes, if you say you're talking about the Japanese version because what you're discussing wasn't in the dub, people will easily believe you and acknowledge you're talking about something different, but if you try to claim the Adventure or 02 dub was different enough to merit a distinction, you get called nitpicky or accused of being delusional. This is what I really wish would stop. The dub was different! I know localization discourse loves to conflate "different" with "bad", so people don't want to admit that their childhood dub changed a lot, but it did! That's reality! Please don't make this more frustrating to talk about than it needs to be!

[justfriendsbestthings]

Okay Mimi, I know you asked like... ages ago for stuff to entertain you and I only just now thought of something. But in case you're still bored today or tomorrow: do you wanna do a ranking of your top 10 favorite Omar outfits??? Maybe even favorite summer outfits and another one with favorite winter outfits??? I'd be very interested in knowing your answer to this. Have a good night or day, depending on when you read this! 😌🥰💜🫂

Simoooonn you are the kindest person honestly 🥺💕

Ok here’s the thing. I do not have a favourite outfit because I truly enjoy most of them. I’m really easy when it comes to clothes, I enjoy high fashion most of the time and love colours and patterns and Omar really truly delivers usually. I tried to sort his outfits into winter and summer clothes but then he goes to Paris‘ ~1°C in shorts and wears sunglasses inside so I gave up on that.

I’ll list you ten of my favourite outfits in no particular order tho, if that’s ok :>

You will also realise that it’s not so much that it’s whole outfits but mostly specific jumpers ehehe also my choices might seem boring to most people probably.

Left: The Lyko outfit will always be iconic. It fit him so PERFECTLY and the colour is also PERFECT I will never be over it

Right: I loose turquoise cardigan so much. He looked absolutely stunning.

Left: Love this jumper, mostly because this is my favourite favourite hair and performance and picture and he the whole event he was just sooo lovely

Right: pink pink pink pink

Left: I adore this pwf outfit mostly because of the trousers. Flower pattern yesssssss god their gorgeous on him

Right: the off grid jumper is so lovely I want it for myself

Left: this is my favourite jumper of all time. A different picture from this shoot has been my phone backround since it’s been first posted

Right: the whole gay time shooting is lovely but I especially adore this outfit. The colour of the shirt and trousers the tie the pose the whole fit is perfect

Left: FLOWERS

Right: amarni jumper my beloved I just want to touch it I bet it’s fuzzy in a not nice way and I would hate to feel it on my skin.

Ok this truly turned into a ‚list your favourite Omar jumpers post‘ sorryyyyy. Might do a post about just stage and event outfits?

[princess-of-the-corner]

So I have more Ojiro thoughts! You can take or leave whatever, just thought I’d share!

So, the last thing I shared was my and Mimi’s version of his backstory, which is that he was raised mostly by his grandparents, with assistance from an aunt and uncle, cause his mom just dropped him off one day and didn’t come back. The grandparents are his primary guardians, cause the aunt travels a lot for work, and the uncle is married with 8 kids, so while they were both willing to take him, and are very involved, they thought the grandparents would give him a more stable childhood. Uncle (name TBD), runs a martial arts dojo with his wife, and was where Ojiro spent a lot of his childhood. Aunt works for some kind of finance company, and spends at least a week every month or so travelling. Mom is flighty, likes living fast and fancy, and hasn’t tried to contact any of them since she dropped Ojiro off at age 5. None of them know who Ojiro’s dad is, and the grandparents in particular are very angry over this.

just be aware, all new Info assumes the above is, for lack of a better phrase, canon, so bear that in mind.

Most of Ojiro’s family (baring one or two members, if anyone wants to play around) has a Quirk called “Stubborn”, or at least a variation. It basically lets the user “plant” themselves in a solid stance, and they promptly become completely immovable. They cannot be shoved, pushed, or otherwise forced to move from their chosen spot. They even have some enhanced durability, making hurting them while they do this EXTREMELY hard. This Quirk was inherited solely through the grandfather.

Mom is called (tentatively) Masumi. Her Quirk is not related to Ojiro’s at all, in fact, she’s the only kid who got Grans Quirk, called “Bounce”. It’s A combination of kinetic force manipulation and durability, basically allowing Masumi to jump extremely high, control the force of her descent, and allow her to “bounce” off things instead of smashing into the ground. She has spent the past decade or so travelling the world, visiting various places, “having adventures”. However, she Was funding most of this through gambling, and while she is actually VERY good at it, a combination of factors has put her in an awkward situation. This when she sees Ojiro competing in the UA Sports Festival on TV, and decides NOW is the time to go see her kid that “she missed SOOOOOO much!" 

(Yeah, everyone is side-eyeing her right now)

Ojiro’s dad (name TBD) is actually a fairly good sidekick/minor hero of a hero agency near where Ojiro grew up. Hero Name Scorpio, his Quirk "Scorpion Tail” literally gives him a tail (similar to Ojiro’s), with a scorpion-like stinger on the end. The stinger injects a non-fatal venom that can cause temporary paralysis. The guy had a one-night stand with Masumi years ago, and has no idea she got pregnant or had his kid. He is now married with 2 kids of his own, a third on the way, and if/when he finds out about Ojiro, he’s going to be devastated that a) he didn’t know about him, b) that Masumi never told him, c) that he’s missed so much of Ojiro’s life, and D) will also be kicking himself, because given he lives and works in the same town Ojiro grew up in, he’s absolutely seen the kid before and never realized the kid looks like him (buddy, while I headcanon Ojiro grew up in the sort of small town “everyone knows everyone” kind of place, I doubt it was THAT small, I’m putting a successful hero agency there).

The way I see this working, Masumi starts calling up her sister (she correctly assumes her brother or parents will be more willing to yell at her for dumping Ojiro off and leaving), saying she wants to reconnect. Auntie is sceptical, but at least willing to hear her sister out, so they meet up a few times, and Auntie acts as a bit of a go between to the rest of the family. The others are suspicious of the fact that Masumi’s choosing NOW to start trying to get back in contact - they’ve probably had a bit of sucking up from neighbours and slightly more distant family members, who saw Ojiro compete - but eventually decide it’s up to Ojiro if he wants to see his mom. Ojiro himself is … mixed. The big thing is, he doesn’t actually remember his mom super well, so while he kind of WANTS to see her again, most of his impressions of the woman were formed from listening to his uncle, aunt, and grandparents disparage her for “abandoning” him (not to his face, they tried not to do that, but he overheard plenty of conversations he wasn’t supposed to). So, Ojiro decides “k, I’ll agree to see you if you tell us who my dad is”. Like, he honestly expects her to NOT KNOW, he’s figured he was a one-night stand baby, but the one thing his grandparents are really mad about, the thing they HAVE insulted her for infront of him, was not saying who Ojiro’s dad is. He figures, solve a mystery, hopefully make the eventual meeting less awkward (like, he doesn’t BLAME her or think less of her if he was a one-night stand baby. No judgement on that front, but he knows his grandparents will be angry about him wanting to meet her anyway, might as well see if he can ease the tension a little). The fact she can give them a NAME, a PICTURE, a freaking PHONE NUMBER, the fact that Ojiro’s PASSED HIM IN THE STREET, had this guy on a POSTER IN HIS ROOM, makes him blue screen a little.

(How the actual meeting with his mom goes is up in the air at the moment. The meeting with Scorpio will be a mess of feelings, but mostly positive, and Ojiro’s new half siblings are going to think he’s impossibly cool. Scorpio’s wife will think Ojiro is lovely, and will Have to restrain herself from trying to parent him, she has to keep reminding herself he isn’t TECHNICALLY her kid, he has guardians. Scorpio, his wife and kids are all quickly going to get adopted by the Ojiro’s as a whole, it will be REALLY chaotic, between them they’ll end up with 12 kids [Ojiro, his eight cousins, his two current half sibs, the third one on the way] and then the Aunt finally settles down and starts planning to adopt-)

Mimi and I also posit this could all potentially happen in 1-A’s second year, or at least after the “war”, to give everyone more time to breathe, and so there aren’t too many story lines being juggled.

Other thought! Possible Kendou/Ojiro ship beginning!

Because literally EVERY OTHER KID in 1-A seems to be involved in their own kind of tv drama, Mimi and I want to give at least ONE of them an easy high school romance, so Kendou and Ojiro are literally the most bland, cliche romance compared to their peers. They started chatting after a few shared classes, found out both of them come from families of martial artists, and decided to spar together. They start doing it regularly, eventually develop feelings, and Ojiro asks Kendou out after one of their spars. She says yes, they go out for a movie and milkshakes, and proceed to be the calmest, most stable couple for the rest of high school. They get married two years after graduating, and eventually have four kids (one was unplanned) who all have variations of tail Quirk, mixed with Kendou’s. One kid could size-change as a whole, ala Mount Lady, but probably control which size they are easier (has more settings than “normal” and “giant”). Another kid has multiple tails, which can stretch to at least a dozen feet long or more (give'em nine tails, becomes a hero called Kitsune). When Ojiro and Kendou retire, they’ll probably take over their families dojos, end up merging them, maybe start a chain or something.

Thoughts, feelings, opinions?

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I love ALL OF THIS and I need to slam dunk it into CC right now lmao.

Also

Ojiro 🤝 Izuku

“parent who abandoned me showing back up because they think they can use me after seeing me on the Sports Festival(also no idea who dad is but hey we’re gonna find that out eventually and oh boy is it someone more important than ‘some rando’!’).

[trolagygirl2022]

Guys, my math teacher is a teacher from HELL. To start, we had a very important exam. The teacher said is was worth like 5-10% of our grade. I was like "ok, so even if I don't do well, my culminating assignment will carry me because I have almost everything right" turns out.... IT WAS A BAD IDEA!!

FIRST OF ALL!

Most of what I studied for wasn't even on the exam 💀 like at least 3 other students said the same thing!! Like 70% of what I studied for was non existent and was full of new stuff that we did (even one unit that took like 2 days to get through). I did well for the 1st, 2nd and 4th part but I got a bit cooked around the second.

So imagine my shock when I looked at my score just to see a big, fat, LEVEL 2????? (That's like a C 💀). Rest assured that I was absolutely DUMBFOUNDED at this!!! Imagine studying for HOURS nonstop just to get a horrific C?? The fact that I went through pretty much everything as well?? That wasn't even the worst part, the part that sucked the life out of me was my grade... LEVEL 1???? I'M AT A LITERAL 56%??? (I went from a 62% to a 56 all because of a stupid exam).

"Well maybe you didn't study enough Mimi" well I've spoken with a ton of kids in my class and the average is a 2 as well! Even a really smart kid that's my friend, his grade dropped to a 74 (keep in mind he has NEVER dropped that low, he's always been in the 90s). One girl studied hard and she got a 2. (The lowest kid I know is at a 40% 💀💀).

I don't know what hurts more, barely passing something when you FINALLY start to try or knowing that most of this is due to your incompetent teacher :/

Before the exam, our average was literally a 62% 💀 That's a level 2 (or a C in American terms). I know I didn't start the year on a good foot but I tried so hard, I really did. It frustrates me that our teacher couldn't care less. It's so obvious in his behavior. You can just tell that he could care less, and that REALLY pisses me off. Like why waste all those years getting a teaching degree just not to do your job properly!?? Do you even care about the students or do you care about affording to buy your unreasonably expensive goofily pointed shoes??

I've had my share of not so good teachers, but he I won't forget. Don't wanna be overreacting but I've never despised a teacher like him 💀 I'm just praying (and manifesting) that my culminating assignment SAVES MY GRADE because I don't want to repeat math or barely pass.

I'm so tired ://

[themaladaptivewriter12]

Mirai Yuhara and Diasomnia

Mirai | Ramshackle | Heartslabyul | Savanaclaw | Octavinelle | Scarabia | Pomefiore | Ignihyde | Diasomnia | Staff |

c/w: Mentions of loss in Malleus' part. (Mirai's mother and Malleus' mother) Nothing graphic, just mentioned.

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Sebek Zigvolt

One sided relationship

Sebek cannot stand Mimi

whereas Mirai likes Sebek and always tries to include him in things

but then again, Mimi's a menace

Mirai likes to mess with Sebek

his reactions are some of the best

Mimi also likes to play harmless tricks on Sebek

He's just so gullible

Mirai: "Did you know there's some illness going around the school? Four of the guys in my Homeroom have already caught it." Sebek: "There is?! We must warn the Young Master immediately! What's this wickled evil called?! I must know!" Mirai: "Deez." (≖ ͜ʖ≖) Sebek: "Deez? What's Deez?" Σ(°△°|||)︴ Mirai: "DEEZ NUTZ!" Sebek: ٩(╬ʘ益ʘ╬)۶ Mirai: ☆ﾐ(o*･ω･)ﾉ

Sebek Zigvolt - Dating Mirai Yuhara

Sebek is another I cannot see dating Mirai as he is

there are too many differences between them that I think make them incompatible

But F!Mirai maybe

Sebek is infatuated

He's the first to fall

And he falls harder

He thinks he's been cursed

but even he knows that's impossible for someone like Mirai

She's magicless after all

He tells Lilia first

He can't let the Young Master know of his plight

That would be so unprofessional

But Lilia just sighs happily

Talking about "young love" or something like that

It's Silver who tells Sebek to act upon his crush

And when he does, he doesn't turn back

He starts off with small gestures

Try to carry Mimi's books, or get her lunch, or help with her homework

Sometimes it works, but sometimes it doesn't

Then Sebek tries compliments

Key word, tries

but he flusters so easily that he just ends up screaming so called compliments at her

Sebek: "You look nice today! But not as nice as the Young Master!" Mirai: (ᓀ ᓀ)

And when Sebek thinks he's failed, Lilia suggests the old Brair Valley custom, gifting rocks

Sebek doubts it will work but tries anyways

Sebek searches for the shiniest, prettiest rocks for Mirai

They have to be the best!

They have to capture her beauty!

And when he gives them to her, she lights up like the stars

Sebek is glowing for the rest of the day

And when Mimi gifts him a pile of bright green rocks

Sebek feels as if he just might burst

Mirai doesn't even realize Sebek is courting her

She just likes the rocks

But when the Fae start to ask when the wedding is, does she realize something is wrong

So she asks Lilia

and she def wasn't expecting the answer he gave her

Mirai: "Sebek?" ｡ﾟ･ (>﹏<) ･ﾟ｡ Sebek: "Please leave me be." (ಥ﹏ಥ) Mirai: "I'm sorry, I didn't know. I thought you just liked rocks." Sebek: "No, no. I should have had the forethought that you wouldn't understand. Being human, and not being from here and all." Mirai: "Will you come out from there?" 。゜゜(´Ｏ`) ゜゜。 Sebek: "Nuh, uh." (ಡ‸ಡ) Mirai: "Sebek." SebeK: "No." Mirai: "Come on Sebek!" SebeK: *Emerges from his hiding place* "Oh, can't a man try to preserve his pri-" *Mirai presses a soft kiss to Sebek's flushed cheek* (*¯ ³¯*)♡ Sebek: (⊙_⊙) Mirai: (*˘︶˘*).｡.:*♡ Sebek: "Wha-" Mirai: "I like you too. Maybe we can go for lunch sometime?" Sebek: "O-Oh. Ok-kay." (ノ*°▽°*) Mirai: ( ´ ꒳ ` )

Silver

Mimi doesn't know much about Silver

And it's not like they don't get along or anything

they just don't interact much

and if they do

it's in passing

Oh? Malleus is missing again? Silver is with Lilia and Sebek searching for the Young Master.

Sebek is causing a bit of trouble again? Silver is there to soothe things over.

You get the picture.

Mirai has seen the guy at Kalim's parties before

But the guy was in too deep a sleep to make conversation

But other than that, Mirai thinks Silver a nice guy

He's soft spoken and always willing to help

If he's awake that is

He makes a great nap buddy, and Mirai would never let harm come to Silver while he sleeps (( _ _ ))..zzzZZ

much like Mirai does for Leona

even if the Beastman doesn't need it

So if he has to keep watch for an hour or two ٩(ˊ〇ˋ*)و

so be it

Lilia Vanrouge

Prank buddy number whatever

I'm not keeping track

Seriously, I'm not

The campus fears them when they are together

and don't let Ortho or Ace join in on the fun

because if they do

it's over for you

Their schemes are elaborate

they take weeks to pull off

but the ending is worth it

they once had then entire freshman class think one of the stairways was haunted

that some nights a woman in a white dress would cry out for her missing child in the sports field on Thursday nights

they've planted stink bombs that would go off simultaneously at noon

and so on and so forth

they've alos gotten detention multiple times for it

Crewel: "Do you still think it was worth it?" *Mirai and Lilia stop scrubbing cauldrons and look at each other* Mirai/Lilia: "Yeah." Ψ( `∀)(∀´ )Ψ Crewel: *Sighs irritatedly* (≖､≖╬)

Other than that, Mirai thinks Lilia is a cool dude

Yeah he's kinda weird, but weird is good

weird is cool

Mirai just refuses to eat his cooking tho

that's never going to happen

Malleus Draconia

Mirai likes Malleus

He was one of the first that Mirai met that didn't attack, or insult him when he was dropped into their world

He also finds his presence comforting

They liked to go on walks some nights

sometimes they are full of chatter

Mirai: "Back home, I had a job, and me and my co workers would cut up all the time" Malleus: "Cut up? Like food?" Mirai: "It means like fool around, and stuff. Like we'd tell funny stories and jokes all day and halfway do our jobs." Malleus: "Oh. Well did you get a scolding?" Mirai: "Oh yeah." Malleus: "Then why do it? Surely it is better to do your job than getting a scolding?" Mirai: "Well aren't the memories we've made more valuable in the end? So what's the harm in a talkin' to, or a few rules broken? You only live once, ya'know?" ╮(︶▽︶)╭ Malleus: σ(￣、￣〃)

or sometimes they are filled with a pleasant silence

other times they stay indoors

and when one, and or both of them were in a mood

their talks are either solemn silence

or a vent session

Malleus: What's the matter, Son of Man?" Mirai: "Had a nightmare." Malleus: "Oh. Would you like to talk about it?" Mirai: *Had a dream my mother was here, that she was alive and happy. It was a good dream, but waking up and realizing it wasn't true was the nightmare all in itself." Malleus: "I am truly sorry, Mirai." Mirai: "Don't be. Ain't nothin' can change a thing. Cryin' about it won't bring her back." Malleus: "I'm not sure if I'd be any help, but I too have lost my mother." Mirai: "Mal, I'm sorry. I didn't know, and here I am running my stupid mouth." Malleus: "It's okay, Mirai." ~~~~~~*silence*~~~~~~ Malleus: "I'm not confident in my skills in comforting someone, that area is more of Lilia and Sliver's expertise. But I can be a shoulder to cry on, if you need it." Mirai: *sobs into Malleus' shoulder* "I miss her so much." *Malleus doesn't say anything, but his presence is enough*

Either way Mirai looks forward to their time spent together

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AAAAAANNND, I'M DONE! (o´▽`o) This one actually stumped me, hence the huuuuge gap between updates. And I honestly thought this one would be the shortest part out of the dorms since I don't favor this dorm too much. But it actually ended up being one of my longer ones. (￣▽￣*)ゞ

The rock part in Sebek's part was really a random idea I threw in. I think I read before in some work that Fae give rocks as courting gifts, but then again I might be mixing that up with another humaniod being. ┐('～`;)┌ But I like it, so I used it lolol. (o^ ^o)

This series is coming to a close, with the staff being the last part. If you all would like a part two, or have any more ideas for me to write on Mirai and the Twst cast, let me know! I'll be happy to write some, just pay attention to my rules on my pinned post. Also, feel free to leave some feedback! It makes he happy to read your thoughts on Mimi and the guys! (≧◡≦) ♡

On a side note, I've been trying to flush out all my other series, but I've had too many ideas in my head to get on paper. I'm also drawing some fanart, but that too has been taking my time. All in all, I'm happy to finally get this part out! See yall soon! ヽ(´ー` )┌

[peachsayshi]

Sweet peach could u give us ur thoughts about Papa Getou with his children? I love this man sm :( <3

Of course! I want to talk about papa getou all the time tbh :c I feel like he is such a great dad, and he learned a lot having to raise mimi and nana on his own for a while, but it's a whole new experience when he has kids with you.

He's a very patient parent, rarely ever loses his temper and tries to keep a level head on all situations. He is adamant about preserving his children's innocence, but not at the expense of talking down to them in any way. He's the kind of dad who knows that his children have a deep connection with you, but that's why he works even harder on establishing one of his own. He makes it a habit to spend quality time with them, listening or just watching them as they exist in his world. He knows them all like they are extensions of himself - every little detail from their evolving likes and dislikes.

He is so protective of his little family. The love he feels for every single one of his children is so immeasurable. You see it in his eyes when he talks about them, and it's truly the sweetest thing :c

[shiningwonderland]

Ren Jinguji (Repeat)

Translator: Mimi (Twitter: _mimisaurora)

August - A Midsummer Tango

I think only of Jinguji-san.

My thoughts are utterly consumed by him.

His voice was what first attracted me to him.

It has an overwhelming presence and a natural charisma.

Not to mention, his musical talent.

I was shaken to my core when I first heard the sound of his saxophone back in April.

I feel he is taking "music" seriously....

At least that's my impression.

The air he usually has about him when he interacts with his typical girls feels synthetic...

The lonely look he sometimes displays leaves me with a strong impression.

He is kind and treats everyone equally. 

He will gently caution those who want to be special and keep them away.

He is passionate when it comes to competition, but is willing and ready to drop out to help someone going through a tough time.

He flees when you chase him, and will make sure you look at him when you turn away.

He is a mysterious, dangerous, and fascinating person.

... I still can't figure him out even after thinking about it like this….

Haruka: It’s… already 8.

I’ll go home for today and try again tomorrow.

And with that, I left the recording room.

Haruka: Sigh... I failed to do well again today. I wonder what I should do….

Writing a song that Jinguji-san wants to sing… is super difficult. But I have to make it happen.

Otherwise, Jinguji-san wouldn't be willing to do it.

I gazed up at the starry sky, which was so beautiful that it nearly brought me to tears.

Cat: Meow…

I suddenly hear the meow of a cat.

And in the next moment.

A whoosh.

A strong gust of wind shook the trees and blew away the clouds hanging over the moon.

A stranger abruptly appeared in front of me.

Dark skin. 

A chiseled face. 

Clear eyes.

There was something foreign about this mysterious man.

???: You have lost your way. The "music" within you is stagnant.

Haruka: Huh…? Who are you…?

Cecil: Please call me Cecil, my princess.

Haruka: U-Um….

Cecil: You are a child of music. Daughter of the Muses…. I do not wish to see you stop your journey.

Your music is yours, but not only yours…. Please do not suffer alone….

The answer resides in both of your hearts. This song will show you the way. Please speak with the one you believe in…

A whoosh.

The wind picks up again, and when I glance away for a second, Cecil is gone.

Haruka: What just happened…?

The following morning.

I woke up at sunrise and pondered to myself as I sat in front of the keyboard in my room.

I tried to play a variety of melodies, but none of them sounded right.

I would have talked to someone for advice, but my roommate Tomo-chan left for her parents' house yesterday, and Jinguji-san was probably busy on a date….

Haruka: One more time, from the top.

Ren: Are you in, Lady?

Haruka: Ah, y-yes!

Huh? Jinguji-san’s here?

W-What for?

I-I didn't know how to prepare myself.... 

B-But since he's here….

Select the phrase!

Well, um… (+10 Love)

Ren: Did I startle you by turning up out of the blue?

Haruka: Ah, i-it’s fine. I was just thinking of seeing you.

Ren: Really? That's nice to hear. Who knows, maybe your wish found its way into my heart.

Haruka: C-Come in.

Ah, my voice is cracking.

I need to calm down.

Hang in there.

Ren: Did you mind me dropping in unannounced?

Haruka: N-No, seriously! I-I said it’s fine!!

Ugh… I’m stuttering….

It was then that Jinguji-san laughed at me again.

Ren: I have no idea what you're so uptight about... Relax a little more. I thought this was your room.

Haruka: I’m sorry….

Ren: You really don’t have to apologize. But anyway. I was sure you'd be in the recording room, but you were in your room instead today.

I was looking everywhere for you.

Haruka: Ah, s-sorry about that.

Ren: What a timid princess; like I said, there’s no need to be sorry... Well... Let's go, then.

Haruka: Uh, g-go where?

Ren: On a date.

Haruka: A date!?

Select the phrase!

B-But this is so sudden…. (+10 Love)

Ren: Did you have something else planned?

Haruka: T-That’s not it…. I figured you were already on one.

Ren: That was the plan. However, the girl I was supposed to go out with had an emergency come up.

It would be absurd to spend a beautiful day like this alone.

Haruka: So you came here…

Surely Jinguji-san has plenty of other wonderful people in his life.

Ren: Yep, I thought that spending time with your partner every once in a while isn't a bad idea. Outside of practice, of course.

Haruka: Thank you so much.

Oh dear, I feel a little like crying.

The fact Jinguji-san remembers me is an incredible step in the right direction!

I would be happiest if we could practice together, but I am also delighted to be able to hang out with him apart from that.

Having Jinguji-san's precious time is such a luxury.

Oh, I'm so thrilled!

Ren: Now, I'll be waiting outside, so get ready and come join me. If possible, it’d be great if you could put on your finest dress.

Haruka: A-Alright.

I was then brought along by Jinguji-san. 

The place was as gorgeous as a castle.

Red carpets.

Marble pillars.

And chandeliers.

Haruka: Ah. I-I think I’m out of place….

I came all dressed up....

But I have a feeling this is not the kind of place you can enter in such ordinary attire.

Ren: Don’t worry about that. I use this place often and know the people here, so when I book a reservation, they give me a private room.

Forgive me for putting you on edge, but it'll be just the two of us.

Don't worry about where we are. For starters, this is also the venue used for the Christmas dance party that students can attend.

It’s not a place they can normally go to. Plus, you’re looking positively adorable today, lady. Keep your chin up.

Select the phrase!

T-Thank you. (+20 love)

Ren: I should be the one thanking you. I now have such a pretty girl all to myself. You can forget all about the music and think only of me today.

Haruka: This all feels like a dream. Bringing me to a place like this….

Ren: We won't be seen by other girls here. You can indulge yourself as much as you like, since I don't normally give you much attention.

Haruka: …Is it because all the girls are looking at you that you act so indifferent in class?

Ren: Yeah. It’s why I can't afford to give you special treatment. I don't want to see the girls fighting each other, and I don't want to get you involved in that kind of thing either.

Haruka: Oh…. I’m sorry I never realized. And um…. Thank you!

Ren: Sigh. You really don't need to thank me for that.

Haruka: But it makes me happy to know…. Ah, if Tomo-chan were here at a time like this, I would have reported it to her immediately. 

Ren: Reporting sounds a bit much. Tomo-chan is the girl you’re roomed with… what? Is she not there now?

Haruka: Well, she went back to her parents' house for summer vacation. I debated whether I should go home, too, but... I wanted to devote my time to composing….

That reminds me, aren't you going home for the summer too?

Ren: I… wouldn't want to go back to that place even if they begged me to.

Jinguji-san spits out coldly. 

...The mood changes into something different from usual.

Haruka: Um… Did you have a fight with someone at home?

Ren: There wasn't a fight, and there never would have been in the first place. I don’t matter to them.

I am merely a puppet to be handled. I never wanted to come to Saotome Academy.

They brought me here against my will for the sole purpose of turning me into a poster child for the family.

I remember that Jinguji-san once mentioned he came here for his family's sake.

And that's why he doesn't want to be an idol.

Ren: I got into a school I didn't want to go to, and sing songs I don't want to sing.

And after graduation, I'll be appearing in a lot of Jinguji-affiliated corporate commercials as an idol.

I guess the sudden surge in TV and magazine appearances prior to admission was part of the scheme.

Everyone here came with a dream.

I imagine it must be lonely not to be able to share in those dreams.

If it wasn't his own decision, but rather for the benefit of his family, I can see why he wouldn't be that committed to becoming an idol.

But…

Jinguji-san was so radiant when he played the saxophone or sang.

I didn't believe he'd shine like that if he truly hated this. 

Perhaps it was just a selfish assumption on my part to think so.

Haruka: …You don't like to sing?...

It would be so sad if that were the case.

I would be forcing Jinguji-san to do something he doesn't want to do, if he doesn't like to sing.

I don't want to do that.

I want him to sing from his heart.

The song will never be good if he’s unwilling to do so.

Ren: …I don’t hate the singing itself…. I simply don’t want to comply with my family’s bidding and be forced into singing.

Jinguji-san….

Haruka: If you really don’t want to… then don’t.

Ren: Huh…?

Haruka: If not that, then sing a song that is just for you. One your family has nothing to do with.

Ren: One my family… has nothing to do with?

Haruka: Yes, because you are you.

Ren: You’re the second person to have told me that, lady.

Though, I never meant to share these things with anyone. I dragged you here with the intention to work some magic on you.

Was I the one who was bewitched? Every time I'm with you, lady, I tend to reveal the things I've been hiding deep inside of me.

Haruka: Magic…?

Ren: Well, the magic talk is a figurative expression, but you do possess an air of mystery about you.

Haruka: Well, you said I was the second person. Is the other person someone who leaves that kind of impression as well?

Ren: Hm? No, that's not what I meant. The situation back then was different than it is now. The first person was… Masato Hijirikawa… you see.

Haruka: Hijirikawa-sama?

Ren: …That was a long time ago.

With a huff, a nostalgic expression appears on Jinguji-san's face.

Haruka: May I ask you more about it?

Ren: Are you really that interested in the guy?

Haruka: No, this is about you.

You’re super friendly and kind to everyone, but when it comes to Hijirikawa-sama… you get a little defensive.

I wanted to know why…. I've always been curious about what happened.

I worried a little about whether it was appropriate to ask such a question....

But I decided that it was now or never if I was going to.

Ren: I mean, it's nothing that serious, but... Yeah, it sure does get on my nerves to see the guy.

All right. Let's take a quick trip down memory lane.

It was around the time when our families started to be at odds with each other, and since I was close in age, I was constantly being compared.

It drove me crazy as a kid. I was being compared to someone younger than me, someone I'd never met, and they'd get mad at me, they'd scold me.

My father was a scary man. I never once saw him smile. He was always angry.

“Defeat Hijirikawa. It's the least you can do as the third son.”

“I will not have anyone in this house who can be beaten by the Hijirikawa son.”

“We only need a second son, the third is an extra.”

“I wish you'd never been born at all.”

I was despised and criticized for being the third son. In contrast, he is the heir to the family and respected within the Hijirikawa family. Why is there such a difference?

I spent my days feeling like nothing will ever be good enough.

Then one day, I met him at a party. I immediately went over to him and began to complain.

You know why? Because if it weren't for him, I wouldn't be getting so much grief.

Haruka: I see….

Ren: But he turned to me and said, “It doesn’t matter where you come from. You are you.”

He even said the feud between our families was of "no interest" to him. That was quite a shocker.

In those days, all I cared about was being useful to my family and being accepted by my father.

As I recall, you said something similar at first. How you’re not interested in anything but music.

Haruka: Oh, E-Excuse me. I didn’t mean to…

Ren: You're fine, it was quite remarkable.

Haruka: I’m sorry.

Ren: Don't be sorry. I was rather glad.

Anyway, enough about that for now.... After that, we kinda started talking. We were… friends.

In hindsight, I suppose we had what you might call a good friendship.

Haruka: You're not friends now? You’re roommates.

Ren: Us? No way. He's not my friend. He and I are very different.

We are no longer children capable of abandoning our family ties and getting involved with each other. We can never go back to those honest days.

Haruka: But you're both on the road to becoming an idol.

Ren: …Sure. But he’s the eldest Hijirikawa son and I’m irrelevant. That's a huge difference.

He was the one who sat at the table during conferences between the conglomerates, where I was told not to come. He was younger than me.

I couldn’t forgive him. I couldn’t get a place at the table no matter how hard I tried, and he got a seat without doing a thing.

In spite of how well I excelled in academics and sports, my father only ever loved my older brother. 

It didn't matter what I could do, I would never be the eldest son. The only thing I truly desired was fated to be beyond my reach from the moment I was born.

Jinguji-san clenches his fist tightly.

Ren: But not him. He was born with everything. A family, a fortune, and the love of his parents.

His tone grew heated, and it gradually became more impassioned.

Ren: And yet, he left it all behind and came to the academy. I felt it was "fate" that reunited us here.

This is my chance. I may be in a different position and grade, but it's the perfect opportunity for me to beat him.

I want to defeat him. I want to win and prove that I'm worthy too….

I can support the business. That I’m part of a respectable family.

He’s on fire.

It was a passion that knows no bounds.

I had no idea he could look like this.

Haruka: Then let’s win.

Ren: Huh…?

Haruka: I will write a song that will make you shine brighter than anyone else. And then, we'll prove just how amazing you are.

We'll show you off at the graduation audition.

I am dedicating myself to achieving this goal. I will now write a song just for you, and no one else.

A song not for you as a member of the Jinguji family, but for you, Ren Jinguji, as an individual.

Now, if you like what you hear... Will you sing for me?

Ren: A song just for me….

Haruka: Yes. Everything that’s happened up to this point has nothing to do with it.

Ren: I get it. Our efforts going forward will be put to the test, and we'll only be as good as what we're currently capable of.

That sounds like fun. Alright. I'll sing it for you if I like the song enough.

Select the phrase!

R-Really? (+20 love, +10 music)

Haruka: That’d make me really happy. Thank you!

Ren: Heh. You surely exaggerate.

Haruka: …?

Ren: Oh, it's nothing. I was just thinking how you must really like music.

Haruka: I do! I love it!

Ren: … You… love it?

Haruka: Yes! I'll finish the song as soon as I can.

A few days later.

I finish composing a song just for Jinguji-san.

Haruka: Do you… like it…?

I hope it will be ok this time…

But you never can be 100% sure.

Ren: I see…. So this is the song you made for me….

Select the phrase!

Yes. (+20 love, +5 music)

Ren: Hm. Alright… So this… is it.

Oh my god, is it still no good…?

My heart is about to burst out of my chest.

Ren: Well, alright, you pass.

Haruka: Huh…?

Ren: What I’m saying is that I’ll sing it for you, lady.

Haruka: A-Are you serious!!

Ren: Very. I think I can beat the guy with this.

Haruka: T-Thank you!

I’m over the moon. 

Ah, I’m so glad it all worked out!

Ren: Can I have the file for this song? It won't hurt to practice once in a while.

Haruka: O-Of course. I burned it on a CD.

That’s right! If you’re going to be singing my song, that means I won the bet!

Ren: That’s also true. I guess you've cleared the first stage, huh?

Haruka: I cleared the first stage…. Ah, I’m so happy.… Now we can also practice together!

Ren: You're such a... I can't figure out how you keep letting yourself inside of my head so easily.

Jinguji-san takes my hand and gazes intently at my fingers.

Ren: Without so much as a knock, you enter, and before I even realize, you're already sitting there. Curiously, though, I don't hate it.

You're generally a quiet, inconspicuous, ordinary girl, but from time to time you can be very daring… I guess, in this case, selflessness prevails?

A-Ah, I’m sorry….

I do sometimes overstep my boundaries....

Forgive me.

Ren: However, the real battle is yet to come. If we don't pass the graduation audition, none of this will mean anything.

Haruka: Yes! Ah… Which leads me to wonder, what would have happened if I had lost the bet?

Ren: You really want to know?

Haruka: Yes, I’m a little curious.

Ren: Then my lips are sealed. I’ll let you know only if you can pass the graduation audition. If you really want to find out, you'll have to work even harder than you are now.

Haruka: Deal!

Ren: Now… I've only just arrived but... I'll be leaving soon enough for today.

Haruka: Huh…?

Jinguji-san kisses the back of my hand.

Ren: If I stick around here any longer, I might turn into a wolf. I'll listen to this song in my room.

That being said, Jinguji-san heads back to his dorm room.

Haruka: Ah! W-What’s with him today? He’s always…

My heart was racing.

He's always so cool, but also more than that....

Besides, he said he would sing my song…

Ah, finally! The day has finally come!

But as Jinguji-san said, the battle is yet to come.

This song is not in its final form. 

I will put all of my heart and soul into it, so that we can pass the graduation audition for sure!

Mini Game

Ryuya: Today we will be trying for a more advanced level of performance. I will teach you firsthand the techniques for playing a real instrument.

Learn as much as you can from me!

Although the melody remains the same, depending on the method, the quality of the music will improve. Stay on your toes and do your best!

Okay, let's get started!

Let the music begin!

S RANK

Ren: You are a wonder. Your performance is so sincere that it touches my heart. I've never heard music like this before. I wish I could listen to it all the time.

Haruka: Ah… Thank you. But… I am always happy to play for you. Please don't hesitate to ask….

It would be a great pleasure to have Jinguji-san sing along to my performance. 

Jinguji-san’s singing….

I wish I could listen to it all the time.

Chapter End