#first attempt at drawing Hikaru

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Updated Mikitama info post

her new design!:D

Family (biological)

Mother: Unnamed (dead)

Father: Unnamed (dead)

Aunt: Unnamed (dead)

Aunt: Aika Shineeza (alive) (father’s and Haruki’s sister) @uponthefantasy

Uncle: Haruki Suzuki (alive) (husband of unnamed aunt and father’s brother)

Brother: Michio Suzuki (alive)

Great great etc. grandmother: Hana Tsugikuni (demon) (married to Kokushibo)

Great great etc. grandmother: Kana Suzumi (Hana’s and Kokushibo’s daughter)

Great great etc. grandfather: Kokushibo

Family (adoptive)

Mother: Yuna Handa (alive) (dies in an au) @kimetsu-chan

Father: Giyuu Tomioka (alive)

Cousin: Shiina Suzuki (alive) (dies in an au) @nothingtoseehere1-2-3

Bother: Zeno Arakawa (alive) (not actually adoptive, they act like siblings tho) @kimetsu-chan

Uncle: Tengen Uzui

Aunt: Hinatsuru Uzui

Aunt: Makio Uzui

Aunt: Suma Uzui

Sister: Ames @donkeybro

Sister: Hikari Sano @ta-ni-ya

Brother: Hikaru Sano @ta-ni-ya

Father: Hiroto Ichiga @night-mince0

Brother: Jun’ichi Ubuyashiki @blueberrypie20

Backstory

tw: abuse, murder, attempted murder

Mikitama and Michio were raised by Haruki since he killed their parents after Mikitama was born.

One day, when Mikitama was 3 and Michio was 6, their aunt Aika tried to take both of them in, but Haruki only let Aika take Michio.

Before leaving, Michio gave Mikitama her purple bow that she’s always wearing.

Haruki is very abusive towards Mikitama, and only Mikitama.

This is because of Mikitama being a yokai.

When Mikitama was about 6 years old Haruki attempted to drown Mikitama which led to her fear of water.

Shiina was adopted by Haruki when Mikitama was 9 years old and Shiina did everything she could to keep Mikitama safe.

Also, Mikitama was forced to live in poverty despite her uncle being rich since he wouldn’t spend any of his money on her.

One day, when Mikitama was 10 she was digging around in a closet and found various scrolls and letters from her father, who was the starlight hashira when he was alive.

She used those to teach herself the starlight breathing style and how to do total concentration breathing constantly.

She did the final selection with her future adoptive mother, Muichiro, and Aoi at 11 years old then became the starlight hashira at 12 years old.

Personality

Mikitama is a very kind and selfless girl.

She’s very shy and sweet.

She’ll do anything to protect the people around her no matter the consequences.

She’s very introverted and submissive.

If someone is being rude to her she’s not going to do anything about it.

She’s always willing to help anyone.

Random facts

Her favorite food is chicken udon.

The first time she met someone who didn’t mistreat her she was stunned to tears.

In Kimetsu academy her best subject is chemistry.

She doesn’t think she deserves to be treated with kindness.

She’s deathly allergic to garlic.

She made her arm warmers and painted her sword sheathe herself!

She loves cooking and sewing.

She often has really bad nightmares.

(TW: S/A) Her uncle has s/aed her before.

When she and Michio reunited they both cried together for an hour and they hugged the whole time.

Mikitama’s birthday is February 3rd and she’s 14! (14 in the show and 15 irl-)

She doesn’t like peppermint.

She’s also deathly allergic to onions.

She has 3 powers: Turning into a cat, shrinking, and healing.

In her small form she is about 2’2.

She wraps her tail around her leg when nervous or scared.

She’s very good at drawing.

She’s 4’8

She’s extremely light for her age, only weighing 94 pounds!

Tagging: @kimetsu-chan @demonslayerdoodles

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So, I got bored and decided to try and put together my thoughts on every prisoner’s crimes as of the end of Trial 1. Since this is gonna be insanely long, I’m splitting it into five parts. So we’re starting with the reputation duo!

Prisoner 001: Akio Miyagawa

Okay, so a lot of this has pretty much been laid out already, but I might as well recap and add in what I think.

So, Akio used to be the most popular kid in his school. Presumably this was in the alpha bitch sense, and not because people actually liked him.

Then some other kid (who I’ll call Hikaru because typing “the victim” will drive me nuts) came along and usurped Akio’s popularity by not having a shit personality. Akio took this about as well as you’d expect (read: not at all), and began plotting revenge with the help of another student who had a crush on him. (I’ll just call this student “the accomplice”.)

The two then kidnapped Hikaru and took him to a basement, where he was either hung or strangled to death with a rope. Either way, the accomplice is the one who actually did the deed, so Akio insists it’s the accomplice who’s responsible and not him, despite the fact the whole thing was his idea.

Now we’re getting into speculation, but I suspect they dumped the body somewhere it would be found: executions are usually public, after all. Regardless of whether Hikaru’s body was found or not, Akio still hasn’t gotten his status back: either the school’s too busy mourning Hikaru to give a shit about Akio’s ego, or they’re too busy worrying about Hikaru being missing.

Also, Akio’s accomplice seems to have drifted away from him after the murder: maybe he feels guilty about the murder, or maybe he’s mad he didn’t get what he wanted from Akio even after he killed someone for him, or maybe it’s a secret third thing. Who knows.

Prisoner 002: Aimi Hanasaki

Okay, I am a lot less confident about this one. Let’s go over everything we know about Aimi’s murder:

Aimi was bullied and generally disliked among her classmates, but didn’t really notice up until she did.

The Undercover murder pic shows Aimi dancing with Miki and laughing whole holding a knife to her throat.

Her murder took place at an amusement park.

She claims that her victim wasn’t “one of [her] classmates”.

Aimi probably had an accomplice, who told her “that it would be nice if they all just died”.

Her Undercover lyric is “I have everything I want, but why do I want to cry so much? If you're not my friend, you don't deserve to even breathe”.

Murder is her only crime, but she changes the topic whenever somebody asks how many people she killed.

So, I think we can infer she killed multiple of her classmates at an amusement park with the help of an accomplice, who gave her the idea to go that far in the first place. That’d also draw a nice parallel with Akio re: use of an accomplice - Akio came up with the idea and got an accomplice to do the bulk of the work, while Aimi probably did the bulk of the work but had an accomplice who gave her the idea.

Motive was probably the realization her classmates disliked her: we see her realize it over the course of her MV, up until a particularly cruel prank leaves her drenched in red paint and laughing louder than everyone else. This probably got pushed further when her accomplice suggested murder. Judging by the Undercover kill screen, the murder weapon was a knife, and she’s laughing and dancing with her victim: maybe it was some sort of attempt at a hostage situation to force them to be friends with her?

For the ending of the MV: I was initially thinking it could represent Aimi waking up in MILGRAM after her murder, but with Miki saying she thinks she recognizes the place, it definitely isn’t anywhere in MILGRAM, or both would have pegged it immediately. My guess is that it’s part of the amusement park on her placard (the card she’d be holding in Undercover)?

Also, re: the Halloween mask: this is a bit out-there, but maybe Aimi and/or her accomplice used it as a disguise? Most amusement parks have haunted house attractions, so maybe they used a mask to look like a staff member, or just to hide their face(s) in case any of the victims ended up surviving.

(Coming back to this to add on a new bit from the latest post: Aimi seems to believe she is in fact guilty, or at least that the guards would vote her guilty if they had the full story. She outright says her video must not have shown that much if the guards think she was the victim, and Eiji said she seemed confused after hearing her verdict. So whatever she did, it was probably pretty messed up.)

Anyways, tune in next time for the expectations duo, Shun Ishizu and Naomi Chiba! (Freaking Shun, putting together a theory on his crime took me like all weekend.)

ohh, thank you sm for sending this! :D i love reading people's theories about my prisoners' crimes, it's very fun!

akio's crime really is one of the easiest ones to solve, i think the hardest part to understand is like.. little, but important details, like his relationship with his accomplice (how did they meet, why was akio so important to him, what happened to their relationship after the murder, etc), what happened after the murder and how exactly did the murder go, since akio's undercover scene actually does show the murder method, but.. his murder actually didn't go as planned.

also i should say that even though akio, of course, is still guilty for coming up with the whole plan, his accomplice really was the one who did everything. so when he says that, he's actually not lying.

and yes, akio's accomplice really did leave him after they were done with that boy 😔 right now i can't tell you why, but the reason will be mentioned in akio's t2 trailer voiceline and there will be more information about their relationship (and what happened after the murder) in akio's t2 video.

OH GOD AIMI'S MURDER.. it's somehow both one of the easiest and hardest crimes to understand and i think it's because it depends on who exactly you would consider to be her victim. is it someone she killed herself, without anyone's help? or is it someone she killed with someone's help? is it someone who was killed for her?

akio and aimi's crimes are very fun to think about if you, like, try to solve them at the same time and try to find the similarities (other prisoners' crimes are kinda similar too and not just because of their themes). both of them had accomplices, both of them are in high school, their crimes also have to do something with how they were treated by other students.. however, aimi's murder is much harder to understand because if akio's follower is basically one of the most important side characters, there's almost no information about her accomplice. like, who would even help her with killing her classmates? and when i say that there's almost no information about them, i mean that aimi actually did mention them before. she just did it in such a "normal" way, it would be hard to believe that they were somehow involved.

ohh, now that i think about it, the ending of her mv actually can represent her waking up in milgram! :O though it was supposed to mean something else. and yes, that is actually the amusement park where aimi's murder took place! that's also why miki recognizes it: that park was pretty popular and she knows that place well. and the mask is actually something her accomplice had to wear in case some victims were still alive and they had to "finish the job". their murder method was scary, but there still was a chance of someone surviving.

i'm very excited to hear your theories about other prisoners!

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I was in the mood for some boys, and of course, megane-fucker me was like, shouldnt I watch that anime that was all about glasses boys.

Anyway, episode 1 was absolute trash. I thought I was promised a bunch of pure boys in glasses doing silly and fun things, not perverted miscreants under the guise of bespectacled youths attempting to create a pair of x-ray glasses to look through women’s clothes. Okay, maybe that was just episode 1 and they do other stupid shit later, I guess. 

Unfortunately I really like the visual vibe of it, it’s very bright and the use of mob characters reminds me of Sarazanmai. The soundtrack almost too? Gives me the same Osomatsu-san/Sarazanmai feel. Unfortunately it’s not the same music composer. I actually don’t know these people very well. The character designer did Otona Pre, and Studio Deen isn’t unfamiliar with BL. Though Meganebu was apparently based off drama CDs by Deen, so I don’t actually know who the target audience for the series is. I’m not saying Meganebu is BL, but I thought if they’d want to draw a more female oriented cast, they’d either tone down on perverted boys and up male friendships. 

I did chuckle a couple of times in episode 1 (Akira literally face in the eye test chart because he can’t see shit, Minabe stripping to reduce wind tension???) but the overall scenario of the first ep just wasn’t for me. 

I was so ready to drop it but I had time I guess, so I went on to episode 2. I was still ready to drop it because making one character the butt of the joke (Hayato), is already uncool and not fun. Akira is also not that fun, because he’s the leader making these dudes create perverted glasses (how dare you besmirch glasses this way). I don’t have big opinions on Mitsuki (little shit simp) and Takuma (choux cream guy) but of course my bias was already Minabe. (the most generic sharp eyed cool looking megane guy and ikebo Suwabe)

So yeah, ep2 B really said here you stuck around for all the stupid shit so here’s some fucking food. It’s probably mud covered moldy bread but I’m eating it. Anyway, sleeping Minabe glasses moe moment, I’m eating that. (I’m ?? why it was with sensei but ok.) Minabe falling into the river 3 times and geting smacked in the face Tom & Jerry style, I’m eating that. Minabe sad childhood backstory and present day reflection of him running to his friend’s house, eating that. Him being stupid all for Akira, I’m eating that. I’m still leaving Akira in a dumpster but maybe his brother(?) Hikaru will save him.

So yeah unfortunately I guess I’m sticking around, if just for Minabe (not like this is the first time I’m stuck around a bad anime for a guy alone) then the curiosity surrounding Hikaru. I don’t expect it to be anything mind blowing, but I guess it depends on my tolerance for bullshit. 

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pairing : ohshc x gn reader summary : perhaps no one at ouran is more qualified to deal with a broken heart than the host club. with a student’s heartbreak painfully obvious to everyone but themself, the host club takes it upon themselves to remedy that. all against that student’s better judgement. notes : multi-chapter fic, sfw, doesn’t follow canon plot word count : 2.8k+

You thought it would be best to avoid the Host Club today, especially considering your failed attempt at hero yesterday and Haruhi’s groundbreaking revelation at lunch. You couldn’t deal with them today, so you would just spend your afternoon with people who didn’t make you think about relationships and your love life.

“You’re hella sloppy, Captain,” your libero said as yet another one of your serves went off court.

“It’s not like I’m doing it on purpose,” you groused. Your libero tossed up a ball and you tried to serve that one with even less success. Seeing it go in the exact opposite direction you’d intended was a physical wound.

“Coach is going to kick you off the team at this rate,” your libero said. The words didn't even hurt because you knew they were true. In fact, it was lucky today was only an informal practice or the coach would be giving you an earful right now. 

Actual practice started next week and your first game was a month and a half from now. You'd have to pick up your slack and pick it up soon.

“I just want to play a game,” you said, moving to the back of the relay line. “It's been way too long.”

“We'll be getting to that,” your setter said, sending a ball in a perfect arc to your middle blocker. “Just waiting up for the other team.”

“Really?” It was a little early in the season to be calling other schools over to practice. Sometimes the basketball team was willing to play a game or two but they could hardly be considered practice.

“Sorry we're late! Hope you weren't waiting for too long.”

You turned eagerly to the door of the gym only to draw up short. 

“No problem,” your setter said. “Just dump your stuff by the corner over there and we can get started.”

You waited for someone to burst out laughing, but your team just chucked the practice balls into a basket, talking easily among themselves.

Was this for real? What the hell was the Host Club doing here? Why was everyone acting like they knew even the first thing about volleyball?

You shuffled over to where the Host Club was depositing their things. Whatever lie they had concocted to get in here, you doubted your volleyball team would have thought to check up on them. They probably would have no idea what the Host Club even was besides the ludicrous stories that sometimes floated around. Certainly not any club willing to help with practice.

“What are you doing here?” you asked Tamaki. You tried your best to make your tone curious instead of accusatory.

“One of our club members is practicing volleyball, so I figured we could stop by to help,” Tamaki said with a sweet smile. Your stomach swooped, trying to read if the expression was a flirtation or just kindness.

“You guys know how to play?”

“No, but it can’t be that hard to learn,” Hikaru said from your left.

“Yeah, how hard could it be?” Kaoru added.

You took in all of the hosts, wondering where they had managed to find coordinated tracksuits. It wasn’t like any of the actual volleyball team were in their jerseys. You yourself had thrown on the first pair of shorts and t-shirt you’d found in your closet.

“If they ask, we’re part of the track team,” Kaoru said, noticing you studying him.

“Kyoya really let you guys come? He’s not worried about you all losing money?”

“We aren’t losing money,” the Shadow King said, because even indirectly mentioning him summoned his presence. “We’ve invited our usual guests to watch today’s practice.”

“Wait, you guys shouldn’t—”

It was too late. You hadn’t noticed Renge by the door, but now she threw open the gymnasium doors, waving the crowd of guests who had been waiting outside to take their place on the benchers. Your team looked up, surprised at the sudden burst of activity.

“I didn’t know we were going to have an audience,” your middle blocker remarked, his neck starting to get red.

“That won’t be a problem, will it?” Kyoya asked.

“I guess not,” your setter said. “It’s not like these practices are private.”

You sighed. “Hey, do you mind if I talk to the track team for a second?”

He shrugged. You looped one arm around Tamaki’s and the other around Kyoya and pulled them to the corner of the gym. Sure enough, the rest of the hosts followed a beat later.

“Look, I don’t know what you guys are doing here but I just wanted to tell you that I’m sorry about yesterday,” you said. “I get that I was reckless and that I should have been paying more attention to club instructions. If things didn’t turn out the way they did, a lot more people than just me could have gotten hurt.” You took in a breath. “But at the same time, I still think I deserve some credit for at least trying to help Tamaki, even if I didn’t know what the hell was going on.”

Tamaki, Kyoya and Mori looked at each other.

“We should apologize too,” Tamaki said. He bowed his head. “I appreciated that you weren’t willing to let me get trampled by a horse.”

“I lost my temper. I apologize,” Kyoya said deliberately. “I was afraid that something had happened to you. That’s the last thing I wanted.”

Mori was silent for a beat. “I thought you were being stubborn on purpose, but what you did yesterday was quite honourable. I probably would have done the same in your position.”

You nodded and smiled ruefully. “I think we should all just be glad that no one got hurt.”

“Agreed.”

The hosts kept looking at you. Tamaki was sheepish; Kyoya was expectant; Mori was thoughtful. It was impossible not to read into the silence; to wonder if there was some ulterior motive to the way they were looking at you now.

“Let’s get playing then,” you said, forcing yourself to look away. “If you’re here to play volleyball, you better do it.”

Because your team weren’t total sadists, you split in two and added the Host Club to either team to make things more fair. Honey was relegated to the scoreboard, where the guests cooed at how adorable he looked perched up on the stool. Kyoya could not stand to be undignified in any way, and so had taken up the coach’s station. Kaoru and Tamaki were on the other side with the majority of your team. Hikaru, Haruhi, and Mori ended up on your team with your libero. Renge took it upon herself to stir the guests’ into a frenzy with her impromptu chants and banner-waving.

The Host Club was predictably terrible at volleyball. To their credit, what they lacked in skill they more than made up for in enthusiasm. They didn’t shy away from the ball and even if their form was abysmal, they were at least able to get the ball up over the night. More often than not though, your team just ended up playing around the hosts.

Although your team was at the disadvantage, you were surprised at how well Haruhi was able to keep up. For someone with no prior volleyball experience, she wasn’t half bad. And Mori was tall enough to make a semi-decent blocker no matter what he did. Hikaru, if nothing else, could be relied on to make that first contact with the ball after it was served to keep it up in the air, after which you would set to your libero to return to the other team or vice versa.

Throughout the game, you had a nagging suspicion that Kyoya had played volleyball before, or at least had some rudimentary knowledge of it. He was able to call a point each time one was earned and even without anyone prompting, could call out fouls when they happened. Of course he would feign inexperience only to turn out to be a pretty good referee.

Of course.

For a while, you could almost imagine it was a real game you were playing in. The cheers every time a point was earned definitely helped. Everything else fled your head and there was only the ball in the air, the shuffle of feet, and leaping up to meet the ball.

And then your team reached set point. Surprising, but like it always did, seeing Honey flip the scoreboard from 23 to 24 was like lighting a fire under your ass. A burst of red-hot energy coursed through you.

“Only one point left,” you yelled, more for the hosts’ benefit than any of the volleyball team. “We can do this, guys, come on!”

Everyone was breathing hard, sweat darkening the neck of their shirts and dripping down their faces. You didn’t  think you had ever seen the hosts physically exert themselves before, but judging from the fanatic cheering and screaming from the bleachers, the guests were eating the sight right up.

You internally cheered that it was your libero’s turn to serve. Their serves were erratic but explosive. If they were smart, they would aim at either Kaoru or Tamaki, forcing the other team to return a weak ball. From there, you’d dart forward, set the ball and your libero would score the point.

You shot a glance at your libero, hoping they would catch all of your thoughts. They grinned in response, and you took that to mean they understood.

Kyoya blew the whistle. Your libero sent the ball across the court in a high-speed arc. 

Yes! You grinned, watching it sail directly into Tamaki’s path. He looked up, surprised, and threw up his hands to keep it from smashing into his face.

The ball went even further back on their side. “Oh hell,” your setter growled, scrambling to get under the ball and give your outside hitter a proper set. 

“Mine!” your libero called, already in position to receive the ball. Your outside hitter returned the ball a little harder than expected, though, and it went over your libero’s head.

“Haruhi!” you shouted, already running over. You didn’t think she’d be able to get the ball, but she sank into a crouch and bumped the ball perfectly.

“Nice receive!” you crowed. You switched directions, repositioning yourself to set the ball.

You heard someone’s foot slip and they went down hard. Oh hell. Was that your libero? You were already in the air, fingers on the ball. You didn’t have time to redirect—

All of a sudden, Mori was there, making eye contact with you. You let the ball fly, your heart in your throat as you watched Mori propel himself upward, his arm drawn back.

The ball landed on the opposite end of the court so quickly no one even registered it. They only heard the resounding boom! as the ball ricocheted off the floor.

The cheers were loud, but you were deafening.

“LET’S GO!!” you screamed, pumping your fist. You rushed to swing your arm around Haruhi’s shoulders, nearly knocking her off her feet. “Did you see that receive? Beautiful! Gorgeous! That was amazing, Haruhi!”

“Oh, uh, thanks,” she said, rubbing her now-pink forearms.

“And Mori! My guy!” you threw open your arms in his direction. “You were born to be a middle blocker! And that spike, holy! Quit the Host Club right now and join the volleyball team, you faker!”

Mori looked overwhelmed. “I’m glad I was able to score.”

“Damn right you were able to score!” 

You reached down to swing your libero to their feet. They were more used to your post-game hollering than the Host Club and gladly let you tackle them into a hug and swing them around. As you dragged your libero along with you to gloat to your teammates, the hosts gathered together, similar expressions of surprise and confusion on their faces. Honey passed around towels and bottles of water.

“Geez, what’s wrong with Y/N? Do you think they’re going to burst a blood vessel or something?” Kaoru said, wiping his face.

“I nearly went deaf when they started screaming,” Hikaru said, wincing. “I’ve never heard them that loud.”

Haruhi’s smile was bashful.  “I didn’t know they liked hugs so much.”

“That look of concentration on their face was terrifying,” Tamaki said faintly, his hair sticking up in all directions. “I thought they were going to murder me with the ball.”

“Athletes are invariably competitive,” Kyoya said. “You shouldn’t be surprised that Y/N has a different personality on and off the court.”

“Their physical ability is quite impressive,” Mori said, more to the floor than any of the hosts. “I was not expecting it.”

“I’m so glad Y/N-chan won!” Honey exclaimed, swinging his legs on the stool. “It was so exciting! Even though Hikaru, Haruhi and Mori were dragging Y/N behind, they still managed to win!”

The aforementioned hosts winced. 

“You say it how it is, huh, Honey?” Hikaru said dryly.

“I had no idea volleyball was such a demanding sport,” Tamaki huffed. “And it’s so violent! I nearly had my nose broken on multiple occasions!”

“That’s because you kept staring at the ball instead of moving out of the way,” Kaoru quipped.

Kyoya pushed up his glasses. “All in all, I’d say today’s game was a success. Calculating the Host Club’s revenue today by charging for tickets at the door, we were able to make about a quarter more than we usually do.”

“You were charging people to watch?” Haruhi asked.

“Of course. Why else would I invite our guests here? We’ll split the revenue with the volleyball team forty-sixty.”

Haruhi narrowed her eyes at him. 

Kyoya blinked. “Oh, my mistake. Thirty-seventy.”

“I just hope this doesn’t ruin the guests’ perception of Y/N’s tragic type,” Kaoru said, gulping down a bottle of water.

“On the contrary, this is just what Y/N needs,” Renge said, strolling toward the hosts. She nodded in Y/N’s direction, and everyone turned to watch Y/N being swarmed by guests, sheepishly accepting bottles of water and autograph requests. There was a glow about them, an ease to way they flicked sweat from their forehead and settled into a tired but happy haze. The hosts couldn’t deny the appeal of watching someone perform at their best and then be terribly humble about it afterwards.

“The tragic host has just revealed a new facet of themself,” Renge said smugly. “They are gentle and anxious around other people’s hearts, but they are ruthless on the court. Such clashing personalities, all contained in one person. How intriguing. Perhaps volleyball is an outlet for their anguish.”

Pointedly over the hosts’ shoulders, someone said, “You don’t know Y/N at all if that’s what you think.”

Mayako. She strode toward them, her long ponytail swinging behind her. It was hard to read the expression on her face.

Tamaki laughed lightly. “Well, we know that’s not how Y/N really is, we’re just saying—” but Mayako didn’t let him finish. 

“The Y/N you’re seeing right now? That’s the real Y/N.” She threw a hand in Y/N’s direction. “ Loud. Impulsive. Bursting with energy. They’re not meek. They’re not reserved. They’re not miserable. If that’s the role you’ve cast for Y/N, I don’t know why they’re still playing along with it. It’s so opposite to who they are that it's almost laughable.”

Mayako’s words were pointed but she wasn’t angry. She was defensive. Protective.

Of Y/N. 

Kyoya kept his voice steady. “We’re aware of that, Mayako-san. Still, you are aware a part of the Host Club is intentionally keyed up for the guests’ sake.”

“But Y/N isn’t keying anything up,” Mayako said sharply. “They’re just lying. The host type they’re going for isn’t anywhere close to who they really are. I thought that was supposed to be important for all of you? Authenticity?”

Honey seemed a little confused when he said, “Of course we know this is how Y/N really is. We’re their friends, after all. We’re not surprised because we weren’t expecting it. We’re surprised because it’s been a while since they’ve been like this.”

A line appeared between Mayako’s eyebrows.

“If you say so. How you want to act around Y/N is none of my concern, only, I know I wouldn’t forget who Y/N really is after all of the acting.”

She walked away then, approaching Y/N and tapping on their shoulder with a gentle smile. Y/N’s face lit up when they saw her, then dimmed, maybe a little embarrassed. Mayako said something to them and they laughed. All of the hosts tensed when Y/N leaned down to whisper something privately into Mayako’s ear.

“She’s just making a big deal out of nothing, isn’t she?” Haruhi hesitantly asked.

No one replied.

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[king-there0f]

tell us more about ur original character!! their design is so pretty

Omg THANKS ;0;

I uhh, hope you’re ready for a small info dump cuz this character has existed in some form or fashion for 15+ years!

She is a character I made when I was around 10? Mayyybe 12? Ish? Basically I had a lot of dolls as a child but one favorite in particular cuz she had a lot of articulation. Elbows and knees, which was kind of rare for barbies at the time. My brother and I would combine our toys and play out these grand stories and this doll in particular was always a central character. At the time she was nameless but after I read Angelic Layer for the first time Hikaru was the name I immediately gravitated to.

As I got more into anime and manga and those kinds of stories I started developing some sort of character for her. I never really worked out what her exact story was, since the games my brother and I would play were different every time haha. But I was heavily influenced by things like Angelic Layer, Sailor Moon, Cardcaptors, Rayearth, Sakura Wars and other magical girl/cool girls that fight with big weapons media. Heavy 90s and early 2000 era anime inspo.

As of now her very loose narrative is that she’s a high school monster hunting magical girl of some variety. I imagine she’s the stoic type who you’d assume was all work and no play until you found out she’s really into rhythm games.

Speaking of rhythm games, this is how I imagine she uses her weapon!

I actually found my old original doll when I was back at my parents’ cleaning out some old stuff after college and decided to give her a faceup and try to make her into more of the character I envisioned her being when I was a kid! Here are some other images of her!

This drawing also features a character belonging to @rintheyordle, Ady. Hikaru is the character on the left.

Heres an earlier iteration (2018ish)

Here a picture of the original doll as well as a drawing of how I dressed her up when I was a kid. I basically salvaged all my other dolls for parts if I thought they had cool clothes and gave them all to this doll lol. Drawings in this one are from when I started getting into watching doll customizing videos around 2017.

And the refurbished doll! (Pls dont judge my poor doll customizing skills haha, it was the first one I’d ever done! And the terrible colors of her outfit are the result of testing a pattern with scrap fabric lol) I ended up having to give her a whole new body cuz the joints and elastic in the old one were completely unsalvageable. Also she was covered in red nail polish from a childhood attempt to give her cool battle scars.

I hope you enjoy her! I’ll definitely be drawing more of her! And thanks for asking about her that means a lot 🥰🥹💛

[ginanosakka]

The Mind of a Monster

Masterlist

I’m Sorry | Next

“Daddy, why does everyone look like that?” Your young and bright eyes stared up at your father’s, his own having no light or warmth in them, not even as he looked at you.

The smile that crept onto his face scared you, but you smiled back nonetheless like the naive little girl you were, just wanting to return your father’s love. In truth, you had been scared the moment you entered his company office, the automatic shift in energy when he walked in the room from all his employees had you fiddling with your fingers and doing your best to avoid eye contact. It was confusing to you why he wanted you to come with him today to introduce you to his work, but he never greeted anyone or even acknowledged their existence.

You wished you had paid closer attention and broken from his leash sooner.

“My dear, you’ll learn soon enough that these are inferior beings, and how they feel mean nothing when it comes to success.”

Sitting in a conference room filled with heroes was one thing, but sitting in a conference room full of heroes being debriefed on your secret criminal business father was another. Seeing all of these familiar faces made your palms sweaty and an anxious shiver go down your spine. They were all the former class 1-A students who met your father —whether that was by coincidence of scheduling, or these were the ones who couldn’t believe the case at hand, you didn’t know. None of them were as close as Mina and Katsuki so this truthfully had nothing to do with the past, but everything to do with the present news that came out not too long ago.

They were helping to protect their old friend’s child, and his now speculated ‘wife’.

“. . . I can’t give you any more information than that, the old bastard has all of his dirty work under security, but there’s someone who can.” Katsuki said, and you looked up at him from your spot next to Ashido and Kirishima, vacating your thoughts to meet his eyes that had landed on you. “Y/N.” He called, and you stood up from your seat.

You glanced at them all again, taking note of their very clear interest while finding the words to help them understand what you knew. It wasn’t just the ones who you had just seen again for the first time in years, this was also information and a plan that you had not run through with Katsuki, Mina, or Eijirou who had discussed this meeting with you beforehand. Whether it was because all three of them looked so concerned with your safety that your plan would positively not be received well, or simply because you yourself weren’t prepared to put everything at stake wasn’t abundantly clear.

A warm and soft hand grabbed hold of yours from where you stood, and you glanced at Mina to see her smiling with encouragement. “Don’t worry, I’ll have your back, ‘kay?” She said, and you squeezed her hand.

“Okay then. First things first, I want you all to know that I haven’t had contact with him since the last year you have all seen me, not even money related. When I was in close contact with him, I was unaware of any illegal actions he’d done until I was kicked out. Are there any questions on that?” You began, doing your best to get the most obvious questions out of the way first.

The eight heroes in the room — Tokoyami, Sero, Kaminari, Todoroki, Uraraka, Ashido, Kirishima, and Bakugou — all glanced at each other for a moment, and two hands went up: Todoroki, Kaminari. You looked to Todoroki first, his dual colored eyes piercing into yours like he knew you. From what you remembered from all that hero news Ryu loved, he had his own personal family issues that ended up public information. Honestly, you didn’t know if he was looking at you like that because he related to you, or was greatly suspicious of you. Either way, you nodded at him to voice his questions first.

“Did your father use you to fulfill his own goals?”

“Todoroki, let’s stick to questions that have something to do with the crimes and just her father.” Kirishima sweatdropped, and you could see Katsuki’s expression from the corner of your eye that looked like he wanted to send an AP shot right through his left side.

‘Never let him ask me anything, good to know.’

“Kami- Chargebolt, you had a question.” You redirected the attention to Denki who looked as done with Todoroki as the rest of the group, but once you called on him he refocused on you.

“If you knew he was doing illegal stuff at some point, why didn’t you say anything to the police before?” He asked.

The air became thick in the room, and all of them looked at you with their full attention once again, and that’s how you needed it to answer that. What they were about to take on may not be physically exhausting as a villain, but the mental toll this could take would be something they’d never forget. Their images will forever be changed in the media, and they’ll never look at those who run this world the same when you expose to them the man that they’d only met as a hopeful teenager. This was a man who would stop at nothing to stay on top, even going as far as to threaten his own blood’s life to ensure silence.

“When I got kicked out of my home, pregnant and a disgrace to him, he realized that I may not have known much about how the underground business he did, but I could easily stain his image by telling my story. About a month after I was kicked out, when I was two months pregnant, a man showed up at the hotel I was staying at and attempted to kill my baby. I survived with bruises and a stab wound that entered just between my rib cage instead of directly into my stomach. That man was hired by my father to kill me. . my mother had come to the hospital to break that news to me. She is the reason another attempt hadn’t been made on my life, but it was at the cost of me disappearing and never returning again.” You laid out the full story, sparing gruesome details but not leaving any room for confusion or continued suspicion.

Denki looked horrified as he tried to apologize, “I didn’t think he did something like that to you. I’m-“

You cut him off with a raised hand, “that’s why you’re here now. No one knows how evil Eito L/N is, because he’s a wolf in sheep’s clothing to the public. This isn’t your routine evidence and arrest case, and if you think there’s a low that my dear old father won’t reach to make me disappear, you’re going to end up dead, or so far in the gutter of negative media attention that your career will be over in days. You’re going to find out information that will destroy the relationship between you and the men that have made you heroes. As we speak, he is most likely ten steps ahead of us all and expecting us to move as quietly as we can for the sake of your licenses and my business.” You explained, and Uraraka stood up in distress.

“Then we should be looking for evidence! Doesn’t this mean you could be being followed right now? Why are we sitting here discussing it?” She asked, and you nodded in agreement at her words.

“You’re right, but there’s a quick end to this that only I can do at the risk of my own life. . I didn’t go over this with any of you, and I deeply apologize for the trouble I will soon be causing, but I can’t let all of you save my life while I lay down and cower with my son.”

You whipped out your phone and searched up the first news outlet that came to mind, and just as you expected, your video was being played as you spoke. You laid it out on the table after turning the sound up, watching the video you had recorded last night played to the public.

“I am Y/N L/N, the daughter of a very well known man, Eito L/N. Six years ago, he told the public that I went overseas in search of a different life, but that couldn’t be further from the truth. In actuality, six years ago, Eito kicked me out of his home after finding out I was pregnant and used that story to cover up my disappearance. I have since been living on my own with no help or contact from my father, and I urge all of you to look closer at those in power and wealth. You have no idea what they could be doing behind closed doors. Thank you.” You turned your phone off and slipped in back in your pocket as they all took in what you had done, and it was of course Katsuki who spoke up first.

“What the hell did you do?!” He growled, and you met his concerned and angry eyes with frightening intent.

“I’m making this a media circus, Dyanmight,” you smiled.

“You’re drawing him out, but why? Won’t that make this worst?” Tokoyami asked, but you weren’t the one to answer.

“He doesn’t know what she’s going to do. . she’s making it impossible to keep his tracks covered.” Todoroki looked at you, and you both nodded at each other in complete understanding. “Y/N just made this a lot easier for us.”

A/N: I was gonna keep dad’s name neutral, but it just didn’t make sense that they all would constantly refer to him as her father. So evil dad’s name is Eito! This is pretty much a small filler before we reach our real drama and end. I can’t promise a soon update and the hiatus is still very much in motion, but I wanted to get this out to you. I hope you enjoy!

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Kazuna Masunaga SSR

2019 ー Latte Art [ラテアート]

“Agreed ♪. Well then, let us open “Café Kazuna”!”

『Event: Gift of Thanks for White Day (28th Feb. - 7th March 2019)』

Part 1

ーIn the waiting room.ー

Kazuna: ‘ “Café Kazuna”?’

Tsubasa: ‘Yes. We received a proposal for a new project, called “Pretty Boy Intelligence Agency”. I heard that Masunaga-san will, in the setting as a café owner, give advice about love matters coming from the audience.’ 

Kazuna: ‘That sounds like an interesting project. Though I’m a bit worried about me as the lead…..’

Mikado: ‘What are you saying! If you need advice, there is no one better suited for this role than you, leader!’

Momotaro: ‘Leader as the owner….. They definitely are a match.’

Kazuna: ‘I hope you’re right.’

Tsubasa: ‘There also seems to be a direction where you give out a latte accompanied with a brief comment at the end of the segment….. I wonder if you will be fine, because you will have to challenge to make art on a latte?’

Kazuna: ‘I heard that latte art is difficult. I don’t know if I can do it well, but I want to try it out.’

Tatsuhiro: ‘….. Are you sure? Leader’s art skill isーー’

Tatsuhiro: ‘Hngh.’

Mikado: ‘Psst! Don’t say any more, Tatsu-dono!’

Kazuna: ‘What’s wrong? Tatsuhiro seems to be in pain…..’

Mikado: ‘No, no! There is nothing.’

Kazuna: ‘I-Is that so…..?’

Momotaro: ‘Latte art seems to be quite a bit of work, but the project itself is simple and I think it will make the fans happy.’

Kazuna: ‘You’re right. The smell of coffee can’t reach the outside of the screen, but….. I hope I can create an atmosphere where the people who are watching feel warm and soft.’

Hikaru: ‘I’m sure leader can do it! And then it will become a popular segment. A café with a handsome owner who listens to your worries with a delicious latte is the best! You usually want to go to such a place!’

Mikado (excited): ‘I will also come eight times a week!’

Kazuna: ‘Ahaha, there are also days where one comes twice a day, huh.’

Tsubasa: ‘Fufu, then I will reply to them that it is fine for you.’ 

Kazuna: ‘Yeah. Please do so, Sumisora-san.

Kazuna: ‘If possible I want to practice doing latte art before the actual performance…..’

Tsubasa: ‘Understandable. I will arrange it so that you will be teached by a professional.’ 

Kazuna: ‘Thanks, that’s a big help.’

Kazuna: ‘Though, it’s rude if I don’t know the basics. Should I look them up on the Internet…..’

Mikado: ‘It would be best to look up videos.’

Kazuna: ‘Video, video….. Aah, some look interesting.’

Kazuna: Hee….. There sure are various types of latte art. I need to properly study them before I have the lessons.’

Part 2

ーIn a café, during lesson.ー

Owner: ‘ーーIn this way, drawing something by pouring milk in is a technique called free pour. Let’s try this as a sample.’

Kazuna: ‘Yes, I will try it. First I turn the pitcher to make the milk glossy….. Like this?’

Owner: ‘Yes, that’s good.’

Kazuna: ‘Then, from a high position I pour in the milk…..’

Kazuna: ‘Oh!’

Kazuna: ‘….. I am sorry. I used too much force and it spilled over.’ 

Owner: ‘It’s fine, everyone is like this at the beginning. Come on, let’s try one more time.’

Kazuna: ‘Yes…..!’

Kazuna (concentrated): ‘Pour from a high place…..’

Owner: ‘That’s good, please gradually bring the cup closer.’

Kazuna: ‘Huh….. I can’t make a milk circle?’

Owner: ‘When the pitcher is in a high position, it will cause momentum and the milk mixes with the espresso, unfortunately.’ 

Kazuna: ‘It’s better to bring the cup closer at the last moment….. One more time, please!’

Owner: ‘Of course.’

Kazuna (very concentrated): ‘Pour from a high position….. Bring it closer until the last moment.’

(He was able to make a milk circle in the middle of the cup…..!)

Owner: ‘Great, let’s do a heart shape next.’

Kazuna (smiles): ‘Yes. Cross the center of the circle….. And push your hand through…..!’

Owner: ‘….. Yes, the procedure is correct.’ 

Kazuna: ‘Thank you very much. But….. you can’t say it’s a heart.’ 

Owner: ‘I think the strength you used to cross the milk was too weak. It’s important to use boldness and delicacy properly in each process.’ 

Kazuna: ‘Boldness and delicacy…..’

Kazuna: ‘Can I try it one more time from the start?’

Owner: ‘Of course. Let’s keep trying.’

Kazuna: ‘Yes!’ _________

Owner: ‘Now, please carefully shake the pitcher to create a layer.’

Kazuna: ‘Carefully, but without stopping the flow…..’

(That’s the 20th attempt….. I hope this time it works.)

Kazuna: ‘At the end, push through….. With great force!’

Tsubasa: ‘!’

Kazuna: ‘….. Did it work…..?’

Tsubasa: ‘You did it, Masunaga-san! It is such a beautiful heart…..!’

Owner: ‘I agree, the layer, as well, is clean, how wonderful. A result that can be served to the customers.’ 

Kazuna: ‘Thank you very much…..!’

Owner: ‘If you master the basics of the heart shape, then you can apply them to other patterns. Let’s practice making a stable heart after a short break.’

Kazuna: ‘Yes, I look forward to it.’

Kazuna: ‘Fuu…..’

Kazuna (shocked): ‘….. Oh.’

Tsubasa: ‘Masunaga-san?’

Part 3

Tsubasa: ‘Did something happen?’

Kazuna: ‘No…. I didn’t think my failures were like this, so I was shocked just now. I was too focused to notice.’ 

Kazuna: ‘I am sorry, owner. I was being wasteful….’ 

Owner: ‘No, don’t worry about them. That’s something you can’t avoid.’ 

Kazuna: ‘Thank you. But…. Is it fine to drink them, since I have already made them? All of them may not be possible, but I feel sorry for throwing them away.’ 

Owner: ‘Yes, of course. Please don’t overdo it.’

Tsubasa: ‘May I also join you?’

Kazuna: ‘Sumisora-san…. Thanks.’

Owner: ‘Well, then I shall join as well.’

Kazuna: ‘Yes, please.’

Kazuna: ‘…. Hm. This latte is…. Really delicious….’

Tsubasa: ‘It really is! I do not mind that the latte is already cold.’

Kazuna: ‘You’re right. It’s not only the taste, but also the smell of it is really great…. I was distracted by the technique of the latte art, but I can understand very well why the owner is so particular about the taste.’ 

Owner: ‘Haha, it makes me happy, when you can say that. Especially this time, as we are using beans of the best quality.’

Kazuna: ‘Is it fine to use such high-quality beans during practice?’

Owner: ‘That’s because it’s practice. I always do that so that one doesn’t feel like it’s okay to waste them.’ 

Kazuna: ‘I understand….’

Kazuna: ‘Huh? But this is the first time that I am told this….’

Owner: ‘I didn’t say something, because I thought it was unnecessary in your case. Masunaga-san surely is a person that doesn’t waste beans for nothing, no matter what quality.’ 

Kazuna (surprised): ‘Owner….’

Owner: ‘As someone who handles food and drinks, this is an important quality. You can become a great owner yourself.’ 

Kazuna: ‘Thank you very much. This time I am going to play the role of “the owner” for work, but….  I firmly face my feelings as if I were a real owner. I wish to serve the person asking for advice a delicious and beautiful latte with a feeling of relief.’ 

Owner: ‘Indeed. I will do my best to help you.’

Kazuna: ‘Thank you, I appreciate it.’

(It looks like Masunaga-san’s honest feelings were conveyed…. I really think he can become a great owner.) 

Part 4

Hikaru: ‘I’m coming in!’

Kazuna: ‘Hello. A table for five?’

Mikado: ‘Tunk! We’re greeted by a handsome owner ♪.’

Hikaru: ‘Leader is a superb owner! Is this here the rumoured “Café Kazuna”!?’

Tatsuhiro: ‘My bad, leader. Even though you’re practicing, it’s so noisy.’

Kazuna: ‘No, I’m sorry to have you come with me. Since today will be the last practice, I wanted to hear everyone’s thoughts.’  

Mikado: ‘That much is no problem! Right, Momotasu?’

Momotaro: ‘Yeah. I came looking forward to a delicious latte.’

Kazuna: ‘Then I will prepare the cups without much delay. Sumisora-san, take a seat as well.’ 

Tsubasa: ‘Thank you very much.’

Kazuna: ‘At first, from the basic heart….’

Kazuna: ‘Here it is, enjoy.’ 

Hikaru: ‘Ooh~! It’s really a heart!’

Momotaro (smiles): ‘There are so many layers of milk. It’s delicious….’

Kazuna: ‘Yes, that’s the leaf shape.’

Mikado: ‘Eeh! You are able to do such a difficult shape!?’

Tatsuhiro: ‘Even though you only poured in the milk, that’s amazing….’

Kazuna: ‘Fufu, thanks. It’s all thanks to the guidance of this store’s owner.’

Hikaru: ‘Say, say, can you also do things like animals or characters?’

Kazuna: ‘That’s etching. We practiced that, too, more or less, but….’

Mikado (excited): ‘Yes, yes! I request Mamirin!’

Momotaro: ‘Mika, that’s probably difficult to do. There are many parts as well.’

Mikado: ‘Hhm, it does seem so….’

Hikaru: ‘Here, here! Then I want to request a cute dog!’

Kazuna: ‘A cute dog, huh. Of course.’

Tatsuhiro: ‘Oh, very owner-like….’

Kazuna: ‘Here you have it. A latte with a small dog.’

Hikaru: ‘Ooh~!’

Hikaru: ‘…. O-Ooh~!?’

(A, A latte with a mysterious life-form….)

Tatsuhiro: ‘Ooh…. It’s as you imagine it, in a way….’

Momotaro: ‘It’s fine, it has eyes, a nose and ears. It’s unmistakably a dog.’

Kazuna (smiles): ‘The point I’m particular about is the laughing mouth.’

Hikaru: ‘Eh, that’s a mouth!?’

Mikado: ‘Cough, cough!’

Mikado: ‘Eh, this is a wonderful workmanship, but the level of art is too high that it may not reach the audience.’

Kazuna: ‘I see…. It’s something I’m proud of, but that’s difficult.’

Tatsuhiro: ‘The recording of the program should be soon, isn’t it? The latte seems to be no problem, but how about the part with giving advice?’

Momotaro: ‘It was love counseling, if I’m not wrong. That sounds quite hard.’

Kazuna (shocked): ‘Ah…. Indeed, you’re right. I didn’t think to this point. I don’t know the content of the consultation until the actual day, but it may be better to do a simulation of it.’

Hikaru: ‘Why do it now! We’re here after all!’

Mikado: ‘Agreed ♪. Well then, let us open “Café Kazuna”!’

Part 5

Hikaru: ‘Owner, listen, listen~.’

Kazuna: ‘Yes, if you are fine with me.’ 

Hikaru: ‘I have someone I’m interested in, but what should I do to make myself appealing?’

Kazuna: ‘Hm, let me see….’

Kazuna: ‘I am sorry that I can not say anything concrete, but is it not fine to meet them as you are now? If you force something, then it will be painful. You will not be able to continue for long.’

Kazuna: ‘…. But, if you decide to act with the person you like in mind, that’s very wonderful I think. I will support you.’

Hikaru: ‘Kyaah! Thanks, leaー, no, owner!’

Mikado (excited): ‘Owner, please listen! The person I like is sending me JOIN messages every day, does that mean they have an interest in me!?’

Hikaru: ‘Ooh, what a somewhat realistic matter….!’

Kazuna (smiles): ‘I see…. If the messages have some simple content, there might be some interest on their end. I would be happy if I could exchange a good morning with the person I like.’

Mikado: ‘Then he also likes me….!?’

Tatsuhiro: ‘Are you in a girl setting, or what.’

Hikaru: ‘Mikako, confess already~!’

Momotaro (surprised): ‘Hikaru as well….?’

Kazuna: ‘…. However, if the content is about work or something practical, then it may be better to think about it calmly one more time.’

Hikaru & Mikado: ‘Ooh~.’

Hikaru: ‘That feels kind of correct!’

Mikado: ‘In reality I do not have to worry about this, but I feel relieved…. For the time being, there is no such interest!’

Momotaro: ‘About that, I wonder if the JOIN messages were business ones.’

Tatsuhiro: ‘I’m glad you cooled off, Sekimura….’

Hikaru: ‘Here, here! I also want to try out the role of the owner! Tatsu, ask me for advice!’

Tatsuhiro: ‘What!? Impossible, absolutely impossible.’

Mikado: ‘It is fictional, so isn’t it fine? Come on, set your feelings free, Tatsumi-san!’

Tatsuhiro: ‘Who’s Tatsumi!!’

Hikaru: ‘Hahaha! Tatsumi - that sounds nice!’

Momotaro (smiles): ‘Tatsumi is a shy person, isn’t she. It can’t be helped then.’

Tatsuhiro: ‘Hey, Onzai, are you against me, too….!?’

Tsubasa: ‘Fufu.’

Kazuna: ‘Sumisora-san.’

Tsubasa: ‘Yes?’

Kazuna: ‘Here, please.’

Tsubasa: ‘Waah. A latte with a heart flower…. How cute. I feel like I am seeing this pattern for the first time.’

Kazuna: ‘It’s a tulip. To be honest, I practiced, so that I could show it to Sumisora-san.’

Tsubasa: ‘Eh, to me?’

Kazuna: ‘You were busy, yet you came with me to many practices. I wanted to give you the most beautiful art I can manage.’

Tsubasa: ‘Thank you. It somehow is a waste to drink….’ 

Kazuna: ‘Don’t hold back. When I get better in the future I want to try making an original character for Sumisora-san.’

END

[eurydicees]

theatre club au time!!! i’m back with the romeo and juliet edition of “eurydicees just write the fucking fic instead of daydreaming about it” 

theatre club au hcs are also here: part one and part two!! 

disclaimer: there was absolutely no editing nor proofreading here, i’m watching romeo + juliet and haven’t read the real script in years, and i really don’t know what i’m talking about

so. for the fall show, one year, they decide to do romeo and juliet, because obviously, you know? 

renge directs, kyoya is her stage manager

hikaru is romeo, haruhi is juliet; tamaki is mercutio, kaoru is benvolio; idk about the rest of the cast, let’s pretend they don’t matter for the sake of this list (filing the rest of the cast list under: problems for when i actually write this stupid fic) 

honey is on lighting, mori is on set and stage combat, mei is on props and costumes, kasanoda is on sound 

so in the ouran theatre club, there’s not really a big rivalry between techies and actors because there’s only a few of them, so they all switch between roles so often (ex. kaoru is 50% actor and 50% costumes; tamaki is 50% actor, 50% director) 

HOWEVER. then, right before the fall production of r&j, hikaru says some dumbass comment about actors having more work to do than techies, and being more important, etc. etc. some bullshit like that

and this causes a HUGE rift in between the techies and the actors for this show specifically— they’re all mad at each other bc of this comment; kaoru is pissed at his brother, kyoya thinks that tamaki endorsed said comment, hikaru isn’t sure why he said it in the first place, haruhi thinks this is all ridiculous but kaoru is being an asshole about it and so they’re mad at him; etc. etc. 

so this show is uh. not coming together very well, because no half wants to work with the other half, and none of them are talking to each other 

then. THEN. THEN. THEN. 

tamaki and kyoya fall in love. 

they start a secret affair together, telling no one, because they know that everyone in the club is mad at everyone else, and saying that they’re dating is just gonna add fuel to the fire, especially bc it’s an actor/sm relationship, which is a bit weird (it’s high school, though, so whatever. once this all blows over, they’ll be a #powercouple) 

things come to a head during one rehearsal, where they’re doing mercutio’s death scene 

so tamaki is acting. he’s going all out. like. he’s giving this speech as if it’s the last performance he’ll ever give. it’s brilliant. beautiful. stan. 

and when he’s done, mei makes some comment about it “needing lights to make it look any good,” as if he can’t make it good on his own, and tamaki is so hurt by this. like. so hurt. 

renge calls for the end of rehearsal, bc hikaru is abt to like. go to war in defense of tamaki’s acting, and kaoru is just mad at hikaru, so he’s also ready to argue (bc they’re at a good enough place in their relationship to do that!!!) 

kyoya, in an attempt to cheer him up, brings tamaki out for dinner, but they have to be discreet, so they go to some commoner place. this is where all the pining Hits. then they finally, finally, actually start dating. 

as we go through the rehearsal and production meeting process, the scenes that they rehearse are interspersed with fluffy scenes of tamakyo falling in love, idk how all that would get worked in right, but it would make it in there because fuck it, yk? 

the rivalry was kind of simmering for a while, but then they doing their stop and go rehearsal, which is always an rip, but here it’s the first time in a hot sec that the entire production team and the actors are in the same room 

the actors keep goofing off and moving around, so honey can’t get things quite where he needs them; the actors are talking loudly, so kasanoda is fucked (but too shy to say something abt it, until mori tells honey, who tells renge, who stands up for them all)

and a (verbal) fight breaks out— kyoya, the eversuffering sm is losing his mind over here. 

he is done with this shit 

so he calls hold, and renge gives a speech about cooperation, and then everyone kind of shuts down. no on is having fun with being in theatre anymore. kasanoda is two insults away from quitting. mei is two broken seams away from physically fighting someone. 

things are not going well 

after rehearsal, tamaki and kyoya have their standing secret date night at some commoner’s place, idk where yet, we’ll figure that out when this actually gets written as a fic, and then. that’s when they get caught. 

it’s renge who finds them— and she’s angry. she goes on this whole rant about professionalism. the stage manager cannot be dating an actor. it’s a conflict of interest. it’s unprofessional. it’s scandalous. she will not have it in her theatre. 

then tamaki points out. that she is here on a date with haruhi. 

fuckin’ hypocrite. 

the four of them have a cute double date bc fuck it. i make the rules now. and they realize that this is bullshit and they’re never going to pull together a show if they keep on arguing like this

but they don’t really know how to fix it???? 

it eventually kind resolves itself when renge, who cannot keep a secret for the life of her, accidentally reveals that she and haruhi are dating— they’re in the dressing room, and renge just kisses them, not realizing that kaoru and mei are arguing over kaoru’s costume in there

everyone is very upset for a moment, until they crack because kaoru and mei are both kinda hopeless romantics, and a star-crossed love is exactly what they needed to make the show come together

meanwhile, tamaki and hikaru are practicing mercutio’s queen mab monologue (for the #drama of the moment), and kyoya is taking notes or w/e, and when they pause, hikaru asks abt tamaki’s inspiration for his acting and what feelings he’s drawing on 

and tamaki is just like *looks at kyoya* “i have my own love” 

i’m gonna be honest i super worked myself into a hole here and i have absolutely no idea how to end this

unlike shakespeare, i cannot kill off all the characters in order to have a resolution to my work 

taking suggestions for an ending i guess. anything would be better than whatever this mess is rn

[luxekook]

bangtan host club ❯ part i

❯ pairing: ot7 x reader

❯ genre: ouran au, college au, crack, smut

❯ summary: when you had decided to take summer lessons at your college, you hadn’t factored in the impending presence of seven insufferably attractive and arrogant boys… the bangtan host club. 

❯ word count: 2.1k

❯ warnings: 18+, cursing, suggestive language, terrible pet names, excessive dramatics

❯ banner by: maggie @kimtaehyunq​

a/n: while this fic is loosely based off of the anime version of ouran highschool host club, it is set in university - meaning that all of the boys are of age (at least 21 years old)

host club members

❯ Kim Namjoon as “Kyoya Ootori” ❯ Kim Seokjin as “Tamaki Suoh” ❯ Min Yoongi as “Takashi ‘Mori’ Morinozuka” ❯ Jung Hoseok as “Mitsukuni ‘Honey’ Haninozuka” ❯ Park Jimin as “Hikaru Hitachiin” ❯ Kim Taehyung as “Kaoru Hitachiin” ❯ Jung Jungkook as “Haruhi Fujioka”

Taking summer classes had never been on my agenda, my studies having been mapped out in detail since the day I arrived on campus three years ago. And then the university’s president suddenly has this utterly groundbreaking epiphany and adjusts the curriculum to “ensure that all students will leave Bangtan University well-rounded”. 

Screw that. My ass is already well-rounded enough, thank you very much.

But despite my best efforts (i.e. begging President Kim to make an exception followed by crafting a petition that gained over ten thousand signatures), I have found that there is no avoiding the dastardly new physical education requirement. And since my schedule for my upcoming senior year has been planned and set for literal years, I’ve been forced to enroll in the sole summer physical education class offered at Bangtan University - Introduction to Weight Lifting.

I wish I was kidding.

To say that I am dreading the start of class tomorrow would be an extreme understatement. I’ll be lucky to escape this summer without physical injury or the loss of my dignity. Athletics have never been my strong suit, and I’ve only entered our campus gym to go to the smoothie bar.

Groaning at just the mere thought of working out and being graded for it, I trek down the streets of outer campus towards the library, swearing under my breath and sweating profusely.

It’s a blazing hot, blue-skied Sunday in July. Typically, I would be lying on a beach somewhere with a drink in my hand, soaking in the warmth of the sun with joy. But instead, here I am, sweltering and desperate for air conditioning after my ancient window unit wheezed its final breath last night. The comfortable chill of the library is my only hope aside from my landlord who promised to fix my air conditioning by tomorrow.

My frustration builds as I turn onto the block lined with imposing and picturesque estates in which the upper echelon of Bangtan University resides. I’d bet the very last ice-pack in my freezer that these houses have unfailing central air.

I pick up my pace, worn Doc Marten platform sandals slapping against the hot pavement. The pristine mansions seem to mock my distress as they exude the coolness of unbothered wealth. Despite there being no Greek life here at Bangtan University, the lack of letters emblazoned on the numerous estates I pass does not symbolize a lack of status. 

This block is home to the athletic teams who throw massive parties whenever they happen to be in the off-season. It’s also home to the legacy clubs - the exclusive groups of current students who are relatives of past alumni.

And last but not least, this block is home to the infamous Bangtan Host Club, a small group of idle rich boys with exceptionally good looks and a penchant for entertaining. 

The aforementioned group’s house comes into view as I draw nearer to campus. The host club’s mansion sits on the corner lot right across the street from campus. Typically, students are wary of such proximity - but not those boys. No, they’re un-phased, throwing massive parties every weekend without fail and without repercussion.

During my first semester, I had been confused as to why their parties had never been shut down; but now I know better. The host club’s president Kim Seokjin is the son of none other than the fucking president of the university - the very same man who damned me to my weight lifting fate.

In fact, almost the entire host club is related to someone with influence - either at the university or within the surrounding community. The only exception to the wealth factor is Jeon Jungkook, who attends Bangtan University on a scholarship not unlike myself.

About 99% of the university are host club stans. As for me? I don’t subscribe to that bullshit. And I do mean literally ‘subscribe’. They have newsletters, merch and everything. I would say I don’t understand it at all, but a small part of me does.

They’re fucking gorgeous. Like I’m talking Tom Ford at New York Fashion Week gorgeous. Armani catalogue centerfold gorgeous. Goddamn Sports Illustrated Men’s Swimsuit Edition gorgeous. 

In fact, I’m pretty sure Kim Seokjin actually does model in his spare time. With his long limbs, broad shoulders and pillowy lips, Seokjin certainly has the features for it. My freshman year roommate bought so many posters of Seokjin from the host club’s merch website I think I could identify him from a hundred yards away in the dark. 

“Hey!” The bellow emanates from the porch of the host club’s house and jolts me from my memories, “Hey, princess!”

I let out a snort. Whoever that pet name is directed at needs to shut that down immediately. I mean, ‘princess’? In this economy? Please. I need off this block ASAP.

“Hello? I’m talking to you, angel!” 

The voice sounds closer now, and my eyes squeeze shut. Oh god, this person cannot be talking to me, can they?

Princess? Angel?

The sheer absurdity pushes me onward, and I do not spare a single glance in the direction where the inane greetings originated. Alas, I barely make it two feet before a tall figure screeches to a halt in front of me, panting like he had just run a marathon. 

I blink as I take in the very boy who just crossed my mind a minute earlier. Kim Seokjin looms over me, chest heaving and smile gleaming.

“Cupcake, hello!” his smile grows wider, “Why didn’t you answer me? I was talking to you.”

My brain is trying to wrap itself around the unfathomable phenomenon I’m currently witnessing. The host club president is beaming down at me like I’m the last custom Rolex ever made. His white t-shirt that probably costs more than my rent stretches across his shoulders in a way that has to be illegal. 

A bead of sweat drips down my back between my shoulder blades. I don’t have time for this attractive detour; I only have time for a long sip of iced water and a seat under an air conditioning vent somewhere deep within the recesses of the quiet library.

“Were you?” I shrug, looking over his illegally broad shoulder and plotting my escape, “I didn’t realize, considering my name isn’t princess, angel or cupcake.”

I inwardly cringe at my tone. I have a tendency to be irritable when the weather is hot, and it seems like today is no exception.

Seokjin stares down at me, his cocky expression wavering for a split second before snapping back into place. “Well, tell me your name then, sunshine, so that I may cordially invite you to the host club’s latest summer extravaganza!” His dark brown eyes sparkle as he remains seemingly impervious to my building ire, beaming down at me.

“No, thank you,” I shake my head decisively and attempt to sidestep around him. 

None of my friends are on campus for the summer, and there is no way I'm going alone to a party full of strangers. That just screams bad decisions, just like the time I willingly ate the dining hall’s “Mystery Meat Special” during my second semester.

Seokjin cuts off my path yet again, and my scowl intensifies as I glare up at him, “Could you move, please?”

Seokjin gapes back at me, “D-don’t you want to come to our party?” I stare at him with eyebrows raised. He continues at a higher decibel, “Don’t you know who I am?”

The nerve of this boy. My eyes scrunch shut as I send a quick plea to anyone out there in the universe to send me patience and then internally count backwards from ten. 

“Yes, I know who you are, Kim,” I finally say, completely exasperated, “And no, I still don’t want to go to your party.”

Seokjin is gobsmacked, looking like he’s seen a ghost as he stands before me open-mouthed. For a second, I allow myself to indulge one more time in his attractiveness, my eyes wandering along his toned torso, his muscular arms, his high cheekbones, his messy brown hair. 

And then he bounces back, snapping his fingers, “Aha! I know what this is. You’re playing hard to get! Okay, I can play along with you, sunshine.”

It’s my turn to gape at him this time, watching as he mumbles to himself about how I must want him to beg for me and how he would just love to do so. I’m about to put a stop to this madness when he spreads his arms wide and announces loud enough for the entire block to hear, “Sunshine, please, attend our party! My heart longs for your presence, and I will only be happy if I can have your arm in mine next Friday night...”

I’m honestly beginning to worry about the boy in front of me. Is he completely unhinged? Am I being Punk’d right now? 

Seokjin prattles on, “So, my sun, my moon, my stars, will you please do me the honor of joining me for a night of fun courtesy of the host club? No guest has yet to be disappointed and—!”

I finally just reach up and cover his mouth with my palm, steadfastly ignoring how plush his lips feel against my skin. “Kim Seokjin!” I hiss, “I promise I am not playing hard to get. I simply do not want to go to your party. Now, please, for the love of god, let me walk by you in peace.”

Loud bursts of laughter sound immediately after I finish speaking, and I whip around to locate the source. Two boys jog over to where Seokjin and I are standing on the pavement. Their laughter doesn’t subside with their approach. If anything, it grows louder.

“Oh, come on, pres,” the pink-haired boy who I know to be Park Jimin jeers, his melodic giggles punctuating each word. “Is this how you plan on handling your first rejection?”

My eyebrows pull together in confusion as I turn to face Seokjin, only to find him lying dramatically on the lawn in front of his house with one arm throw over his face.

“Go away, Jimin,” Seokjin groans, ripping out a handful of grass and throwing it at the other boy. Obviously, he doesn't calculate for the wind and sputters when the grass blows back in his face.

“Boss, you’ve really hit a new low,” the blue-haired boy - Kim Taehyung - grins as he looks back and forth between me and the over-the-top performance happening on the lawn. All Seokjin does in return is flip Taehyung off, seeming to have learned from his grass-throwing lesson.

Well, there’s no need for me to stay a second longer within this realm of crazy.

I turn on my heel and head off towards the library, renewed in my desperation for the relief of blissfully cold air.

Alas, I don’t get too far before the two boys with colorful hair are in front of me - each with an arm thrown over the other’s shoulders. 

“Well, well, well… I must say,” Taehyung drawls.

“You’re quite an intriguing little thing,” Jimin cocks his head, looking me up and down. I try in vain to steel myself against the heated assessments both boys are giving me.

I’d heard a lot about these two - most of it being completely outlandish and borderline unbelievable. Do they really do everything together?

It’s as if that thought is written all over my face as the smirks grow on the faces of Jimin and Taehyung. “If you don’t want to come to our party for Jin-hyung…”

“Will you come for us?” Taehyung finishes Jimin’s thought, and I am almost certain that he intended for that question to be as suggestive as it sounded.

Before I can even attempt to answer, Seokjin launches up from the ground and barges in between the two boys. “Yah! That is no way to speak to a lady! Have I taught you nothing? Don’t you fools remember lesson number fifty-two on being a good host?”

“We didn’t say anything inappropriate, pres,” Taehyung shrugs, looking pleased with how riled up the older boy is growing. His pink-haired counterpart grins, “If anything, you’re the one with the dirty mind, twisting our innocent words into such filth.”

It’s as if Seokjin is struck by lightning - his shock turning him pale as a ghost before the redness overtakes him. I cannot tell if it’s due to embarrassment or anger. All I know is that I need to bounce.

When Mt. Seokjin finally erupts, I slink away and practically jog across the street to campus. Ah, free at last...

a/n: this is part one in my host club series! originally i was going to make this a giant one-shot but i figured i would just break it up into smaller pieces so that i could get some content out uwu

© luxekook do not repost, edit or translate

[loser-writings]

HC || Fandoms they were in

This is pretty much just a crack drabble since I am currently attempting to catch up to all of the requests! Thank you for being Patient with me!

Dabi

This gremlin knows what Homestuck is and can’t stand the fact that he understands the references Toga makes to it. Also possibly one of the few who has actually read homestuck on this list, and won’t hesitate to correct Toga or Shigaraki if they fuck up a fact.

He also really is into The Walking Dead. You can’t tell me that Kurogiri doesn’t have a TV set up somewhere in the bar so he and Shigaraki can sit and watch. This does end up with the majority of the league having a once a week get together where Jin gets Pizza, Toga gets several boxes of soda for them, and Shigaraki sets up everything. 

Denki Kaminari

This bitch was into homestuck. Like he wasn’t just into homestuck, he was INTO homestuck. Most likely one of those kids that used to jump on Omegle in a shitty cosplay for those homestuck Omegle cosplay meets the fandom used to do. He also totally has a genderbent Nepeta cosplay, a Dave strider cosplay, and a Jake cosplay SOMEWHERE. Most likely to accidentally wear a homestuck shirt to class.

Never once picked up a Harry Potter book or watched the movie, but you know this kid has a hufflepuff robe in his closet and some hufflepuff merch. He doesn’t know shit about the actual canon since he is just there to vibe

Really into Kpop. BTS, Blackpink, ITZY, EXO, Ikon, BlockB, BigBang minus Seungri cause he is icky, SuperJunior, NCT, WINNER, Got7, Red Velvet, (F)x, and more. Like you can’t tell me this guy doesn’t listen to girl groups and shit like BTS. (His bias has to be J-hope) He also bops with Mina the most. These two also most likely post dance covers of the songs to instagram and TikTok, so they have quite the following. (But their best video was their “Boy In love” cover they did with Kirishima, Deku, Shoto,Jirou, Momo, and Bakugo.)

This kid was also into Five nights at Freddy. He owns all of the games and will still play them with the Bakusquad, but he is pretty quiet about this fandom just because of how BULLIED he was for enjoying it. 

LOVES Danganronpa too. Bakusquad do a weekly game night and they all went through all of the games. Let’s just say Denki cried a LOT at the deaths. Like a lot. (He may have a few cosplays of his own too)

Eijiro Kirishima

Kirishima liked Supernatural just because of how manly Sam and Dean are. Like fuck yeah, he wants a chevy impala too cause it is a beautiful car and wants to know how to protect yourself from shit like demons and angels. He never did much besides watch the show, cry a lot, and try to draw the characters. (Also he had a crush on Dean just cause of how badass and manly he is, but nobody can blame him)

He totally sat and watched Denki play Undertale, so he knows all about it. His favorite character is Undyne and he actually cried when they beat her in Genocide mode cause holy shit dude. That sucked. Oh and Sans. Fuck Sans.

He enjoys Kpop and will listen to it with the Bakusquad. He really admires BTS for how much of an impact they have made not only on his friends, but also the world itself and you can’t tell me that this guy doesn’t think the world of Kim Namjoon. Like he listens to Mono on repeat and is such a big RM fanboy. Also really likes Bigbang (He thinks Daesungs voice is so nice and will sleep to his singing if he could), and Kyungsoo is his favorite in Exo. Cried when Bigbang started coming back from the Military, and cried harder when Kyungsoo had to leave.

Danganronpa is a game he really enjoyed with his friends and will even replay from time to time. He gravitates towards the really manly characters, but some others have spots in his heart. Mondo, Sakura, Gundham, Nekomaru, Kaito, and Gonta were his favorites. Let’s just say the game didn’t treat him well.

Fumikage Tokoyami

He ended up picking up the Harry Potter books and fell in love with the world itself. You can’t tell me this guy doesn't have a limited edition trunk set of the books hidden in plain sight. Like everyone thinks that the trunk holds something like crystals or some bones or knives but nah. It’s just his Harry potter books. Oh and Midnight totally gave him a Ravenclaw scarf around the holidays. You can’t tell me otherwise.

Death note? Death note. Only to episode 25 though. 25 happened and he just hasn’t continued watching cause it isn’t the fucking same.

Hitoshi Shinsou

Shinsou liked Supernatural for a while, but he eventually lost interest. He did his best to also never get involved with much of the fandom since it honestly scared him a bit, but his fear didn’t stop him from posting some theories into discussion boards.

He listens to Kpop a bit since he hangs out with Denki a lot and found out he really enjoys Ikon, BlockB, BTS, 

Bitch was in the Creepypasta Fandom. Like not even the good ones, he was into Jeff the killer and Eyeless jack and all of those ones. Sure, he would listen to the others and read the crappy ones, but he had a phase he is mildly ashamed of now.

This kid loves everything relating to Stephen King. He will have conversations with Aizawa and Hizashi about the books, and they all agree that Kings writing can rather be extremely amazing, or be the equivalent of a 13 year old attempting to write smut for the first time. It’s so damn funny to him

Hizashi Yamada

He has read all of the harry potter books and actually enjoys them quite a bit, but he tries not to let that show too much. He does have a Slytherin lanyard that holds his keys though that Denki had mentioned. It managed to get Mic off track for the class period when he started discussing the books with the students (Mainly Izuku, Tokoyami, and Denki)

He watches The walking dead with Aizawa 

Actually bops to Kpop after the Bakusquad introduces it to him. Massive RM fanboy so he and Kirishima will occasionally go off about how admirable and badass he is. Like RM taught himself english just from watching Friends??? And Hizashi admires that so much. He also loves diving deeper into their lyrics since they normally have such good meanings.

Izuku Midoriya

Oh he loves Harry potter so damn much. He has the books on his shelf, a Gryffindor robe in his closet, a full uniform, and several wands. He is such a nerd so you can’t tell me he doesn’t have a special notebook that has notes on the spells, character analysis, and a variety of different facts.

Really enjoys listening to BTS! He doesn’t know much about other kpop groups, but he really enjoys dancing with Mina and Denki (even if Izuku has 2 left feet and struggles with dancing)

Had a Dragonball phase. Like this kid loVEs Dragonball. It’s actually one of the reasons why he and Katsuki grew to be friends since they both watched the show. They would talk about how they would beat Frieza or the Ginyu squad all of the time.

Katsuki Bakugo

This bastard finds himself actually enjoying Kpop after Mina and Denki go off about their favorite bands, and he really finds himself enjoying BTS, Day6, and SHINee. 

Danganronpa was a game he experienced with his friends and FUCK was it an adventure for him. He got really invested with the story and for a while, the Bakusquad chat was active as hell because of all of the theories he had. He fucking HATED Byakuya, actually shed some tears for Fuyuhikos’ character development and Gundhams death, and was about to throw hands during the 4th chapter of V3. It was a Rollercoaster of emotions, but he loved every moment of it.

This kid had a Dragonball Z phase. No shit he would wake up, watch an episode of Goku screaming, and then go out to play. Honestly this routine started when he was 5 and he will still occasionally watch it. He still loves Dragonball, and he totally has a collection of dragonballs somewhere.

After Shoto and Momo watch Rupauls Drag race in the Common room, He gets hooked. His dad is a fashion designer, so he finds himself really enjoying the fashion aspect of the show as well as the makeup part of it all. He actually does Minas’ makeup occasionally and once people start finding out, he becomes their makeup artist. The girls makeup, and occasionally he will do drag makeup on the guys if they ask. Sometimes the Drag viewing parties start by Bakugo doing everyones makeup and then ordering Pizza.

Mina Ashido

Mina fucking loves to dance and everybody knows that, so it’s no surprise that she manages to nail every damn Kpop she does. She really loves the variety of dances and she can match every vibe. A dance in heels? Shes got it. Hip hop? Oh hell yeah. Cute? Sure! Badass? Shes got this. She is really just a bop.

Danganronpa was an EXPERIENCE for her. She absolutely adored the cases that needed to be solved, cried at the characters, and adored the game. She totally cosplayed Tsumugi with Cospox once or twice with Denki just for giggles sake.

Totally was heads over heels for Ouran Highschool Host club. She thought the anime was so damn precious (She adores Hikaru) and was so sad that there hasn’t been a 2nd season, so she bought all of the manga.

Momo Yaoyorozu

She is a Kpop fan! She totally could be an idol since she can sing pretty well, has the face for it, can dance pretty well! Her favorite thing is rapping though. You can’t say that Momo wouldn’t be able to write some bad bitch raps and pull them off with ease. With her, Mina, Jirou, and Ochaco, they make one HELL of a Girl Group. They love to do covers of Blackpink, Red Velvet, CherryBullet, ITZY, and Mamamoo covers. Her biases have to be Jennie, Irene and Moonbyul.

Tamaki Amajiki

Flipped through homestuck when it started, really never got into it but admired the work people put into their cosplays. Knows basic character names and that buckets should be feared.

He actually used to really like My little Pony! He would NEVER call himself a brony, but he really enjoyed the show. He only watched a couple of seasons, but the show itself was pretty relaxing and managed to calm him down when he was feeling anxious. If anybody ever knew he had a my little pony phase though (And still actually will watch it from time to time) he might just die from embarrassment.

Want to play Legend of Zelda? Well Tamaki is your guy to talk to about it. He might start rambling and will completely forget about his anxiety for a moment before realizing how nerdy he sounds. He has a gamecube in his dorm to play Twilight princess and Ocarina of time, He has a Wii for Skyward sword, and god did this kid lock himself in his room when breath of the wild came out. He can speedrun it like none other (Seriously, if he let’s you watch him, you will be fucking surprised by how amazing he is.)

Gotta throw in Teen Titans. Seeing Beast boy use his power in so many badass ways gave him some pretty cool ideas for his own quirk.

Oh and Rupauls Drag race. Nobody would expect him to be a fan of drag race, but he actually does enjoy watching the goofy drama. If you’re dating, you better expect weekly Drag race with him. It’s pretty funny to watch him enjoy the show. Sometimes he gasps, laughs or bites his lip, eyes hooked to the screen.

Shoto Todoroki

Another motherfucker who could EASILY be an Idol if he wanted to be. He actually really enjoys Kpop after Momo introduced it to him. They both often bop to it together when they study or hang out. He is also most likely to be the one recording the dancing videos or editing them too since he really enjoys helping out the girls. 

Want to watch him nerd out? Watch the classic Godzilla movies with him. Like HOLY SHIT does this man love the 50s-70s Godzilla movies. Bring him a box set and he will rather hug you really tight or run to grab blankets from his room cause this dude ADORES these movies. (Especially the mothra one. Like he will cling to you, thank you over and over again, and watch them with almost childlike glee.)

This bitch bops with Rupauls Drag race. He really enjoys makeup and has debated on trying drag himself (Not that anybody would know that) but it’s kind of shocking to see that he is the one that started the Weekly Rupauls Drag Race viewing in the UA Dorms. 

Yugi Aoyama

His mother used to read Harry Potter to him to help him sleep when he was a child so he naturally knows a lot about it. He knows he is a Slytherin and when Izuku thought about it, it made sense. He is pretty arrogant and wants to impress with his upbringing and french lineage. He also makes it pretty hard to get to know him personally, so Izuku makes a note that he is a Slytherin.

Likes Kpop, but isn’t SUPER into it like Denki or Mina. He likes listening to BTS and Exo and his Biases are Seokjin and Chanyeol.

[villainessbian]

It's not the 5th of may here any more but I took the time to dig out this picture from my old defunct Twitter account after going through several old backups

happy hikaru no go day everyone

this picture was my first serious attempt at drawing a hand and let me tell you

NEVERMORE

[samuraitastic]

↪ twitter link ↩

It’s been a long long time since the last outfit switch art I did, so here is one with my first attempt at Nodoka. (Though, her design is very easy to draw on the onset.)

Kinda interesting that both Hikaru’s and Nodoka’s initial coords are blue, pink, one prominent spot of white, and with one pop of yellow. (Also a belt-like element.) Granted, they’re different hues of those colors, but still. Kind of a neat thing to notice.

[rose-demica]

A guest shows up at your house drunk. (Prompt)

Fandom: Ouran High Host Club

Series: Unnamed WIP,

Pairings: Kyoya Ootori / Violetta Tatsuya (OFC)

Warnings: Underage Drinking

Tags: @evilskank-inthemegacoven

This is a little old, and doesn’t fit in with the current direction the story is heading, but it was fun to write. 

Violetta Tatsuya didn't know what she was expecting from a lazy night in, she had completed all the paperwork the White Lily League had pressed upon her earlier. She had just settled down in front of the huge flat screen television in her private drawing room when a butler barged in. Her requested glass of Red wine sloshed over the sides of the silver tray it had been delicately placed atop a few moments earlier. "A guest, my lady, for you." He announced, Violetta reached for the nearest item of clothing, shrugging it around her shoulders, covering up the low cut tank top she would wear to sleep in later that night. She nodded at the butler as her arms slipped through the sleeves, wrapping around her waist to hold the shirt closed until she found the time to make herself more presentable. "Lady Tatsuya." A man called, stumbling through the door, it took a moment for Violetta to recognize the normally perfectly composed male. "Kyoya?" The light reflected off of his glasses as bloodshot and glazed over eyes attempted to focus on her.

"Is that my shirt?" He blurted out, hand covering his mouth as he realised he had spoken his thoughts. "Leave us." Violetta ordered the butler, who fled from the room, eager to tell the others of whom had drunkenly showed up at her door. "Kyoya." She moved with years of trained grace to his side, wrapping one arm around his waist, the other tugged his arm over her shoulders, holding it there as she navigated him towards the couch. "Excuse me, my lady, shall I send for a car to take Master Ootori home?" A much more competent butler knocked on the door, calling out softly. Violetta glanced at the man she was supporting, before making up her mind. "No, Master Ootori can remain here. Have a guest room prepared, make sure painkillers and water are readily available, and be sure that competent staff are on hand when he awakes." "Of course my lady, can I get you anything now?" Violetta forced Kyoya down onto the couch, using one hand on his chest to hold him still when he tried to get up once more. "Just water." She replied, eyes flicking back down to the man when she felt a gentle tug on her hair. "Such a beautiful colour." He murmured to himself, letting the strands of dark red weave through his fingers playfully. "Kyoya." Violetta whispered, his eyes flicked to her, then to the hand holding him down. "My shirt." A smile tugged at his lips, his fingers tracing the skin just below the folds of the sleeves. Violetta rolled her eyes, of course it was his shirt, only he was so pedantic about the sleeves being folded, folded not rolled, a certain way. "How do you have my shirt?" Kyoya voiced her thoughts, she definitely hadn't taken it from his room, nor the Ouran host halls. "I am unsure." She responded, realising he was waiting for her to answer his musing. "Perhaps it was Sylvia and Haruhi, they did take the club's cosplay clothes to that commoner's washing house." Kyoya sighed, letting his hand fall to rest on top of hers. "You're beautiful." The sincerity in his voice astounded her, it could not have been true, she was in her worst night time wear, makeup removed and hair no doubt a mess from all the times she ran her fingers through it while calculating budgets. A nervous habit her father had not managed to break. Heavy breathing cut off Violetta's chance to reply, Kyoya falling asleep. Slowly she retracted her hand from under his, removing his glasses and placing them on the nearest solid surface. A hand ran through his raven locks, easily tussling out the knots. "Sweet dreams Master Ootori." she whispered, kissing his forehead before breezing from the room. ~~~ Kyoya awoke with a groan, limbs strangled by sheets and blankets too silky and far too soft to be his own. His back sunk into the mattress, lacking the firmness he was so used to. Slowly he opened his eyes, blurry images only half coming into view, there was a distinct lack of quality lighting in the room. Only a small lamp seemed to illuminate a small corner of the huge room; more specifically it lit up a table that held two small pills, a large jug of water, and his glasses. Pushing aside the sweltering blankets, Kyoya forced himself into an upright position, hand holding his head as it decided to make its presence known. An army of drum playing monkeys, hurling and screeching while being horribly off key assaulted his senses. "Master Ootori? We had not expected you awake so soon. I apologise for our mistake. Here." A silver tray made its way into his watery view, he took his glasses first, putting them on so he could make out the two small white capsules before him. "For your hangover sir. I shall have a meal brought up immediately. Is there anything in particular you wish for?" Kyoya shook his head slightly, taking the full glass, and downing the pills with ease. The soft shutting of the door sounded like a clap of thunder in his head. With a groan he covered his ears, laying back down. Kyoya could remember very little of the night before. He remembered suits, ball gowns, and a large hall filled to the brim with people, dancing and mingling. He remembered being proud, watching it all go off without a hitch. So it must have been a host party. The twins? They were always up to no good, they must have spiked his drink, Had they gotten to anyone else? What was supposed to be a soft knock startled him out of his thoughts. Light flooding into the room as the door opened, hitting his eyes as though someone was shining a spotlight directly into them. He squeezed them tightly shut, listening for the sound of the door shutting before he would dare attempt to open them once more. "His father searches for him, my lady, what shall I say?" A soft spoken female questioned, "Call Tamaki Suoh, he will cover for his friend. No one is to know of Ootori's whereabouts nor the state in which he arrived at my door, understood?" He recognized the female voice that spoke the second time. Lady Violetta of the Tatsuya family? How had he ended up at her place? This had to be her family's estate, right? "Help! Kyoya." Tamaki raced towards him, Sylvia hot on his heels, the younger woman clearly furious with the club president. Kyoya remembered the sight, and accepting a drink from Hikaru. Easily smoothing out whatever it was his best friend had managed to do to anger the newest transfer. He had been busy overseeing the proceeding ball and ensuring all the hosts - and hostess played their respective parts, keeping the guests happy and coming back. Never realising the drink he had never emptied, no matter how much he drank from it. Kaoru and Hikaru were especially nice, odd, how did he not notice this sooner? The twins were really that nice unless they had something planned. How many others had they tricked into consuming alcohol? It could ruin the club's pristine image. The bed shifted, dipping as a weight settled itself on his left hand side. A gentle hand rested on the side of his face, sweeping a few strands of hair back into place. Lips as soft and smooth as silk lingered on his forehead, long hair brushed over his neck and chest, tickling him ever so slightly as Lady Violetta pulled away. What had he said to her in his drunken state? What words of truth had she pulled from his unwitting lips. "Relax Kyoya, I did nothing to take advantage of you. You were asleep before I got the chance. Try to get some more rest, you can hide out here until you feel better, or ready to face the world again." The hand pulled away from the side of his face, his skin tingling where it had been resting. "Excuse me, my lady. Breakfast is ready, where would you like it served?" A male voice whispered, clearly cautious around Kyoya's half drunk, half hungover state. "I shall have mine in my study, Master Ootori can have his here if he so chooses. Please have the staff obey him as they would me." Kyoya was startled as the weight on his bed shifted, sinking even further down, something pressing against his left hand side. "Etoile, behave, get off the bed." Violetta scolded, trying to contain her laughter. Kyoya's eyes flew open as something licked his face, a long pink tongue startled him into squeezing his eyes shut again, hands coming up to try stop the onslaught. "Etoile!" Violetta shrieked with laughter as the dog turned its affections to her. Kyoya opened his eyes to see Violetta half heartedly fight the husky off. A smile crept over his face as he saw the younger woman with her guard down. "Settle down girl." Violetta rested a hand on the pup's nape, instantly the dog was settled, laying down against Kyoya's side. Nudging him with her head until he relented and petted her. His long fingers smoothing out the huskies grey and black fur. "I prefer cats." He grumbled, as his arm was made subject to a huge lick. Etoile didn't seem to care for his insult, her tail whacking him repeatedly in the leg. "My Lady, Master Ootori, I apologise for the interruption, but Master's Hitachiin are demanding to see you. Apparently they're certain he is here." A elderly man half knocked on the door as he spoke. "Kyoya-sempai!!" Kyoya whimpered slightly at the exceedingly loud yells of the two young men. Violetta smiled, before motioning for the twins to keep quiet. They ignored her, barrelling onto the bed to wrap themselves around a furious Kyoya. "I believe you owe Master Ootori an apology. I shall have breakfast sent up for you. Etoile, come." Both woman and dog gracefully got up and left the three men alone in the large guest room. "What-" Kyoya growled, eyes flickering between the two boys as they stumbled over one another in an attempt to explain. "We only meant for you to have one or two Kyoya-Senpai." "We just wanted you to have a little fun." "We didn't realise how much you had until-" "We're sorry Kyoya-senpai!" Kaoru cut his elder brother off, nudging him to stay silent. "Until what?" Both twins refused to meet his gaze, suddenly finding various other things around the room interesting. Kyoya knew he had no need to speak, glaring at both of them until one finally caved. "Well Kyoya-" Hikaru started to speak, Kaoru sighed, laying back on the bed and staring at the ceiling. "You see-" He spoke softly, "It's my fault really." Both boys spoke in unison, looking guiltily at one another as they began to recall the night before. "I don't know guys, this can't be smart." Haruhi cautioned the twins, watching as they tried to pick a bottle of alcohol they hoped Kyoya wouldn't be able to taste. Haruhi was supposed to be helping the torn twins to decide. "It'll be good for him Haruhi, he needs to loosen up and have fun." The boys chorused, reiterating the exact reason behind their evil-genius plan.

"If you say so." Haruhi reluctantly pointed at Kaoru, who held his bottle of vodka up victoriously. Hikaru scowled as he placed the gin back on the shelf. "Do I want to know how you were able to purchase alcohol? You aren't yet 20."  Kyoya interrupted the twins flashback with a sigh. "The butler is." Hikaru announced with a smirk, "We told him it was a present for a older friend." Kaoru added, "Technically not a lie, he just failed to ask how old you were." "Anyway-" Hikaru and Kaoru both smiled at each other, a perfect opportunity to finally spike the uptight shadow King's drink. They slipped a glass into his hand as he dealt with Tamaki and Sylvia. Sharing yet another sly smirk as Kyoya drank deeply, not noticing the vodka that accompanied the punch. After that, the twins found it easier and easier to top up his glass, the alcohol getting stronger and stronger each time, the twins trying to one up each other with each refill. They didn't realise how much the older man had drunk until it was too late. Kyoya was stumbling slightly, taking advantage of the well placed tables and support pillars around the room to remain standing, His hair was dishevelled for what may have been the first time in his life. Top few dress shirt buttons undone, much to the female population's amusement, his tie was loosened around his neck, flirting with a young red haired woman. 

Sylvia and Haruhi seemed to notice the impending disaster, Sylvia sweeping the Shadow King out onto the dancefloor as he made as though to kiss the student. The guests thoroughly enjoyed what they assumed was a performance. Tamaki expertly distracted the females so Haruhi and Sylvia could sneak Kyoya out and into a nearby limo.

"No one realised. We're sorry Kyoya-Senpai." Both twins chorused, ending their tale of the night before.

"Breakfast." A butler announced, three trays laden with food handed to each young boy. Kyoya smiled to himself, eyes on the young woman in the doorway. It seemed not everything had gone entirely awful after all. 

[iohourtime]

Hey!Say!JUMP 2019 in Taipei - Reports from various newspapers

Notes:

I was going to do this back in October when it was more timely but I was going nuts trying to organize all the articles in some semblance of order. Why now then? The concert DVD’s will be released on August 5! A digest version of the Taipei concert will be included in LE 1. According to the fans, they only cut 3 songs (and probably a lot if not all of the MC). 

This article was translated mainly from the Apple Daily article, but I filled in the details from other articles, con reports, and news clips.

Johnny's group Hey!Say!JUMP held their first concert in Taiwan in 7 years. The 9 members of Hey!Say!JUMP are Yabu Kota, Takaki Yuya, Inoo Kei, Yaotome Hikaru, Arioka Daiki, Okamoto Keito (studying abroad), Yamada Ryosuke, Nakajima Yuto, and Chinen Yuri. For two days, they took over the Taipei Arena and were greeted with great enthusiasm: the 22,000 tickets sold out immediately, with the 2 performances grossing 58M TWD in ticket sales.

The concert was not just attended by local Taiwanese fans, the Japanese fans also formed their own tour groups to go to the concert, and you could find fans from many countries like China, Thailand, etc… Wu Chun, who co-starred with Yamada Ryosuke and Arioka Daiki, sent flowers to congratulate them on opening night. They also arranged a lot of "Taiwan limited events" for the local fans, such as opening a pop up shop, releasing 2 songs on streaming services, as well as a collaboration with Line Poko Poko.

2 minute digest video here.

Opening Introduction

As the LED sign of Hey!Say!JUMP's name rose to the top, the 8 members appeared on stage donned in sparkling suits in their own members' colour. The 11,000 fans switched on their penlights to their biases’ colour and turned the arena into a spectacle of lights.

Yamada shouted "Are you ready!!!!" Takaki* (or Arioka & Chinen) said in Mandarin, "Are you having fun? OK, we are having fun too. Taiwan! Welcome to our concert!" The other members didn't want to lose to each other and they all chimed in with their newly learned Chinese phrases like "you guys are super cute", "sing along with us" , "please sit" or “let me hear you scream”. They started with a performance of “Arigatou~ Sekai no doko ni itemo”, a song that included lyrics in many languages, such as “Thank you” in Manadarin.

* The Taiwanese media could not tell some of the members apart, so certain quotes were attributed to multiple members. I used 1 and put the other possibilities in brackets. I suppose we will find out when we watch the DVD.

When it was time to introduce themselves, they did not forget to flirt with and charm their fans in Mandarin. Yabu Kota started by saying “We’ve learned a bit* of Chinese. Please bear with us as we are not very good. How are you, I am Yabu Kota. We’ve let you wait for too long. Friends in the back, I can see you clearly!”

* Another article said we’ve spent a year learning Chinese. That’s what I heard from the news clips too, but either is possible because of his pronunciation. 😅 我們學了一點 (yī diǎn)中文 vs. 我們學了一年 (yī nián) 中文.

Hikaru Yaotome continued, “I remember the last time we came here. Let us melt your hearts.” 

Takaki Yuya also shouted, “I really really missed you guys.” 

Inoo Kei, who wasted no time telling the fans they were cute made a “shocking” declaration. “You are all our girlfriends. Can my girlfriends on the left hear me? How about my girlfriends on the right? ” Then he put his arms around Chinen Yuri and said, “But my real girlfriend is…” and trailed off, leaving the fans to draw their own conclusions.

Chinen Yuri was worried that the fans did not recognize him, so he kept asking “Do you know me? Do you know me? Really?” When he heard the affirmative responses, he said, “I like you very much! Thank you.”

Meanwhile Yamada Ryosuke tried a different strategy and used Taiwanese to tell everyone in the audience that they were cute*. However, his pronunciation was quite off so nobody understood what he said and the response was very tentative. He panicked and kept repeating the phrase*, when Chinen finally asked him to clarify. Yamada said “You’re cute” in Japanese and that was met with kyaa’s. Nevertheless, his failed attempt brought a lot of joy to the audience.

* Cute in Taiwanese is 古錐 (Actual pronunciation). 😅

Finally, Nakajima Yuto used both Mandarin and English to address the audience. “It’s been a long time. We are so happy to see you again. We’ve been waiting to see you again for 7 years since we came here last time. For 7 years. Our dream to come back here has finally come true. We are so glad.” (Source: a clip from a Taiwan TV entertainment show.)

You can watch some of the exchanges here.

There were many familiar songs on the set list but with a Taiwanese twist. For example, in Kimi Attraction, the members mugged the camera and acted cool as usual. At the end, Chinen said “As expected, Taiwan is No. 1.” Inoo added in Mandarin, “So cute!” 

They also brought back the "flying circle" from the stage show “SUMMARY”, which was something they had not performed for years. Dressed in white, they quickly hooked each other up to the harnesses and held each others’ hands as they flew, their capes flowing gracefully as they twirled to the music while they sang “Born in the EARTH”, the audience went wild. The rest of the concert was filled with effects like confetti, smoke, dry ice, and gin tape. It was a spectacle.

MC

Just before the end of the first half, the 8 members were chatting with fans and each other on stage. When they found out a lot of them attended their concert at Nangang 101* 7 years ago, they immediately said “Thank you” in Chinese. They then asked each other (in Mandarin), “Do you have a smartphone?” Nakajima also asked the audience, “What kind of group is Hey!Say!JUMP?” 

* Nangang 101 was a small concert hall that has since been demolished. From what I heard, it was actually a pretty bad location. Supposedly, Taipei Arena is a much nicer space.

At this time, it looked like Yamada was going to introduce each member, but all he did was point at each one and said “他很帥! (He is handsome)”. When it was Arioka’s turn, Yamada pointed at him and said, “他是笨蛋! (He is an idiot)”. Arioka, who didn’t know the Mandarin for “idiot”, immediately asked, “Hey, the word you used to describe me is different from the others!” The audience roared.

After Yamada introduced everybody, Chinen introduced Yamada* with “他是...我的錢包. (He is my... wallet.)” Yamada clarified, “不是,我是...銀行! (No, I am... the bank!)”

*This is not in any of the news articles, but the Taiwanese fans won’t shut up about it, so I’ll add it here. Either the whole thing was in Mandarin or it’s a mix of Japanese and Mandarin. I have no clue but at least “wallet” and “bank” were in Manadrin.

Meanwhile, out of nowhere, Chinen showed off the line he learned and said, “I will not make the same mistake next time”*. The members were completely baffled by that. 

* When Yabu, Yuto, and Chi went to Taipei for the press conference, they appeared on a number of TW entertainment shows and were taught a bunch of “useful” Mandarin phrases. I think this was one of the lines.

They also remembered to advertise the pop-up shop. Since the members arrived a day earlier in Taipei, they secretly visited the pop up shop to check it out and signed the poster. The members teased Yamada, the spokesperson for Lachesca cleansing product, and said “The shop is filled with Yamada.” At this time, Yamada brought out all the products and promoted them to the audience. Nakajima added, “If you use this, you will have the same soft skin as Yamada!” Yabu said, “I heard a lot of items that were sold out will be restocked tomorrow. Please go check them out.” 

They also promoted the Line Poko Poko game they were repping. Takaki jokingly said, “Yesterday, I went to the sauna. Just when I was very relaxed, I suddenly saw our ad on TV. It was a bit embarrassing.” They also revealed that the stickers were designed by Yaotome Hikaru and even used Mandarin to say “Go download it.” Indeed, they were good spokespersons.

Second Half

After a short intermission, the second half of the concert began. The members changed into purple Japanese outfits for the “Wa” corner, with Nakajima on taiko and Yaotome playing shamisen. The “Wa” corner was reminiscent of senpai Domoto Koichi’s musical, “SHOCK”. Each member performed a series of fan dance and ribbon dance, set to a rearranged version of “Over” and “Give Me Love”, etc. The background also changed throughout the set into various Japanese motifs. During “Give Me Love”, Yamada and Chinen grabbed the white ribbons and started flying on stage with no safety harnesses. The audience was shocked and awed.

As the main part of the concert came to an end, the audience was treated to a highlight video of HSJ’s last Taipei concert 7 years ago, giving them a chance to reminisce. They changed into sparkly gold outfits and sang a 12-song medley of their hit singles, including their debut song “Ultra Music Power”, “Mayonaka no Shadow Boy”, “Mae wo muke”, etc., while… you guessed it… flying through the air again! They finished with “White Love”, their single from the previous year, but to the audience’s surprise, they sang the last half of the song in Taiwanese (correctly pronounced apparently)! The audience completely lost it with excitement at this point.

「White Love」（台語版）：

若有一天會實現

咱兩人永遠做伙的彼個夢

妳就是唯一願望

妳是我的從今以後的未來

最後一擺的戀愛

我的愛乎妳一個

獻予妳全心全意的一個人

我的心愛妳到底

我愛妳　遮愛妳

全世界只有妳一人

我愛妳 遮愛你

妳是我永遠註定的命運

上愛的故事

“White Love” (Taiwanese version)

If it comes true one day,

That dream where we are together forever,

Then I only wish for you,

You are my future from now on.

My last love story,

I give my love only to you,

To you, who love me wholeheartedly.

In my heart, I will love you till the end.

I love you, I love you very much,

There’s only you in the whole world.

I love you, I love you very much,

You are my destiny,

The best love story.

You can watch the video here

Encore

After the thunderous shouts of encore from the audience, the members appeared on stage again and sang “Fanfare!”” and “You & I”. They promised their Taiwanese fans to “not let them wait this long for the next time”. However, since this was the last night, the 11K fans shouted for a second encore and the members appeared on stage again.  Chinen said with a smile, “We see each other again so soon!” Yabu used Mandarin to ask the fans, “What do you want to hear? What do you want us to sing?” They then performed “Ultra Music Power again, and rang around the stage. Nakajima Yuto said in pretty fluent English, “Thank you everyone for coming. We are so happy. We will not forget tonight when you are here with us in Taiwan together!” Chinen also said in Mandarin that “We will come again!”. The members wistfully said goodbye to their fans.

Fan stories and fan service

Hey!Say!JUMP’s concert was like a grand entertainment show. In addition to the members’ hard work, the fans also brought a lot of enthusiasm. In Johnny’s tradition, fans communicate to their idols through homemade uchiwa, which was a sight to behold for [those unfamiliar with Johnny’s concerts]. Fan messages included “Wink at me”, “Blow me a kiss”, “Point at me” etc., and the fans could quickly switch to different uchiwas depending on the member who appeared in their sights.

A 30 year old OL fan, Sen, brought a Yamada Ryosuke and Nakajima Yuto uchiwa as well as 2 message ones that said “Give me a kiss” and “Did you drink bubble tea?” She said the handmade ones were actually borrowed from a fan, who successfully got a kiss from Yaotome Hikaru the day before, so she hoped the luck would rub off on her.

Apple Daily’s reporter even saw a Japanese fan who brought 8 uchiwa, and she even joined forces with her seat mates, all holding up that members’ uchiwa together to catch the attention of their idols who appeared in front of them.  During the encore, Nakajima Yuto immediately started running around the stage to look for fans. When he found a fan from Singapore and he asked this fan directly, “Did you fly here from Singapore?” He also compiled with all the fan service: blowing kisses, giving them thumbs up, heart signs, the fans were super excited. [I guess you can say his service is excellent.]

Sources (in addition to news clips and twitter / weibo):

Apple Daily

https://tw.appledaily.com/new/realtime/20191006/1644575/

China Daily

https://www.chinatimes.com/amp/realtimenews/20191006002555-260404

Liberty Time News

https://ent.ltn.com.tw/news/breakingnews/2938402

https://stars.udn.com/star/story/10092/4089578

Now News

https://www.nownews.com/news/20191006/3674832/

https://www.nownews.com/news/20191006/3674976/   (White Love lyrics)

Star UDN

https://stars.udn.com/star/story/10092/4089727?from=udnamp-referralnews_ch1022artbottom

[maidofstars]

KBTBB: Game Night HCs

and well, these games sure don’t involve the casino~ (this is prolly the longest hc post i’ve had in a while lol)  • Twister is never a good idea with this amount of people. Neither is playing Twister drunk. Does that stop them, though? Absolutely not. - Luke usually flops down early on in the game, causing everyone else to fall.  - No matter how graceful one bidder may be, no one looks refined. Everyone ends up looking pretty goofy.  - You’d think they’d stop playing by now, but they’re oddly competitive about it. The last person standing is usually pretty smug. (Though, most of the time, it’s Baba! He’s incredibly flexible. Everyone stares at MC when she plays, though, so she ends up second most of the time.) 

• There’s been a game of Monopoly going on for years. They’ve restarted it each time a new member came in, so they've never really finished a game. They also get way too worked up at times, so they stop before things get too overheated.  - There have been too many times where the board has been flipped.  - The rooms in Tres Spades are soundproof, but MC swears she’s heard them outside.

• Soryu has a self-policy of never cheating during a game. Ota, on the other hand, cheats at almost every game possible. It’s almost as if he has a sleeve pocket perfect for hiding cards or game pieces.  - The others are pretty neutral when it comes to cheating. They may or may not do it, depending on the game. That being said, Hikaru is excellent at cheating as well.  - Eisuke rarely cheats as well, claiming he has no need for it. 

• Luke is incredibly good at trivia games! While he struggles with ones regarding pop culture, he’s oddly good at memorizing scientific facts. While Ota prefers more exciting games, hes surprisingly good at trivia as well.  - When it comes to pop culture trivia, though? MC slays them all. 

• There’s always a punishment for the person who’s won the least amount of games that night. Meanwhile, the person who’s won the most games of that night gets a reward. The rewards/punishment usually depend on the person.  - For the winner, everyone else has to pitch in when it comes to rewarding them. - For the loser, everyone else has to come up with a punishment for them. It ranges from embarrassing acts to just paying everyone else for week. 

• Shuichi and Eisuke are the best when it comes to managing money in games. Shuichi is stricter when it comes to his money while Eisuke isn’t afraid to take more risks. (Though, sometimes they take their in-game currency a bit too seriously! It can be their downfall sometimes.) 

• They’ll often have adult twists on games, like Dare Jenga or Truth or Dare. Everyone sees and knows much more than they ever wanted to by the end of it. - Everyone thought MC was pretty innocent, but they were proved wrong after their game of Cards against Humanity.   - Baba always knows exactly what questions to ask or what to dare to make everything uncomfortable. - After the amount of game nights they’ve had, they know oddly too much about each other’s personal/sex lives. No one thought they were going to know each other’s beauty marks, but they do now. 

• While they do play more adult games, they also have times where they’ll play simple board games. They’ve played stuff like Snakes and Ladders, Apples to Apples, and Candy Land. Somehow, these are some of the games they’ve gotten most worked up about.  • MC once brought in Just Dance. Everyone was pretty hesitant about it until MC taunted them, saying “how they probably couldn’t dance anyway.” Needless to say, MC’s never seen them move so passionately.  - Ota, Baba, and MC are really good at it! They know how to just have fun with it and were pretty good dancers in the first place. - Luke...tries his best. He has a hard time keeping up with everything. He’s completely exhausted by the end of it. Mamo gets a bit embarrassed when playing, so he doesn’t put much effort into it. He gets pretty worked up when dancing against Soryu, though.  - Soryu and Hikaru are honestly a bit awkward when it comes to it, but they do try! Soryu’s never danced like that before, and Hikaru is surprisingly clumsy when it comes to stuff like this.  - Shuichi and Eisuke seem like they’d be too stiff for it, but they’re way better than they should be. Once they take the outer layers off of their heavy suits, they copy and perfect the moves wonderfully. (They secretly buy game for themselves and practice in secret.) 

• Aside from Just Dance, though, they try to avoid anything too physical. There are many things that have gone wrong.  - One example is when they tried playing duck, duck, goose. It was mainly out of boredom, but they quickly had to stop the moment Soryu brought his gun out. Soryu has to go through a metal detector for game night now. 

• Their rivalries and alliances are especially prominent during game night. Some particular dynamics include:  - Shuichi / Eisuke: Rivalry, for sure. Nothing else applies.  - Soryu / Eisuke: They attempt an alliance often, but one usually gets fed up at the other.   - Shuichi / Hikaru: Shuichi and Hikaru team up incredibly well with each other! They can read each other without even talking. - Ota / Baba: Ota and Baba work well with each other for sure. Though, one may jokingly betray the other.  - Soryu / Mamoru: No matter the game, they get heated up. They never work well with each other.  - Baba / Mamo: They work oddly well together. It’s just natural.  - Luke / Eisuke / MC / Soryu: Eisuke, MC, and Soryu have such a soft spot for Luke. They can never bring out their all against him..  - Ota / Hikaru: They work really well together when scheming!  - Hikaru / MC: Rivalry, for sure! If they were to team up, they could be great, but they bicker way too much. It’s all in good taste, though. 

- Ota is automatically the best at drawing games, like Pictionary or Drawful. When it’s his turn to choose the games for the day, he’ll include them so he can have a better chance of being that day’s winner.  - He LOVES seeing Eisuke, Shuichi, and Mamoru’s goofy drawings though. They’re super funny to him.  - Ota is automatically the loser for the day when there’s a singing related game. He’s the absolute worst at those, despising them as well.  • There’s lots of games where everyone gets overheated, but the top three games everyone gets most mad about are: Mario Party, Mario Kart, and Super Smash brothers. Furniture gets destroyed. Friendships have been temporarily strained. Grudges have been held.  - Everyone’s threatened to leave the auctions/group at least once over them.  - It only causes chaos, but everyone still plays them anyway, each time.  - MC is horrible at the luck related games in Mario Party.  - Shuichi is the best at Super Smash Bros. Though, it doesn’t help that the others play dirty, like blocking his eyes or unplugging the TV.  - Mamoru is the best at Mario Kart! Everyone spams blue shells, though, so first place changes all the time.

• Everything is already pretty chaotic by itself, but the moment they include drinking games is when true pain arrives. Everyone makes many more bad decisions while many also just pass out. No one even dares to mess with drunk MC. They...stopped drinking after the first alcohol related game night. (The newer boys still have no idea why.) 

• They all once spent a night watching MC play different otome games. MC had no idea why they wanted to watch, since it was nothing like their usual game nights. If anything, it was pretty uncomfortable for her (especially when they made background comments.)  Despite how much they teased her, they were a bit too focused on which boy was MC’s favorite from each game (and what she liked about them. Wonder why?)