#high and low doubt

[darknight02]

I hate you, I love you and I hate that I love you

(These men makes me question things about my self)

[faelapis]

journey to bethlehem SLAPS. it is so fucking extra. its so "high school musical but 5% more religious" that i genuinely had to double-check to make sure kenny ortega had nothing to do with it.

[hyugaruma]

H&L SMAU: When You Tease Them

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re: when you tease them via text message (mild NSFWish - under the cut)

featuring: ranmaru, jesse, nakagoshi, and yuken

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Ranmaru

He takes to ignoring most people who text him (including you), but one sure fire way to get him to respond fast is by sending him some spicy pictures. He’s got each and every one of them saved to his camera roll. In fact, that’s all that’s in his camera roll.

Jesse

Catch him knocking at your door in five minutes tops. The idea of you in a piece that matches his signature jacket? Actually, scratch that, because you’ll be wearing your new set and his jacket. And he will be asking to take some pictures of you in your new outfit. Don’t worry, the pictures are for him and him only. He’d kill anyone else who caught even a glimpse.

Yuken

Trying to tease your boyfriend? Good luck with that. Yuken seemingly always finds a way to flip the script and have you be the one blushing at your phone screen. He’s good at it, and he knows it too. Keep it up, because it’s a game he loves to play.

Nakagoshi

He’s too sweet, and much too oblivious. It usually takes him a minute to catch up to your flirting (not that he doesn’t like it, man he really loves it). Give him a second to realize what exactly you’re saying; he might get a tad shy, but he’ll show you he can give the teasing back just as easily.

[absquatulatexyaryan]

︵‿୨♡ Ｈｉｇａｎｂａｎａ ♡୧‿︵

Paring: Hyuga Norisha x OC

Genre: Fluff, Romance, Friendship, Action, Tragedy, Slice of Life, Light Mature(mention of blood, fight scenes and swearing) {P.S No Smut}

COTTON CANDY:

FIREWORKS:

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Chapter 5 :

The dawn had finally fallen as the festive vibe kicked in. The booth had officially been closed for business after the long day. While Makio was outside, Seira carefully washed her palette and set it aside to dry, then began packing the dryer paintbrushes and other supplies into her bag. It had been a long and eventful day for her. She had met three of the five leaders of SWORD, as well as her cousin Chi and then there was her encounter with Hyuga Norihisa - not the most pleasant interaction, but surprisingly, it didn't leave the worst first impression on Seira. While she found Hyuga to be a bit stubborn, she was taken aback by how quickly he backed off once she made it clear she wasn't going to sell her displayed paintings. This made Seira wonder, perhaps the stories she had heard about Hyuga from Makio, Shin and Kian didn't tell the actual reality. Her first encounter may not have been ideal, but it seemed there could be more to him than met the eye. Maybe there was more to him than the stubbornness and single-mindedness she had been expecting which couldn't help but make her curiosity rise. Deep in her thoughts, Seira was about to put away the palette she had left on the table when suddenly it slipped from her hand. Her hand remained motionless as she watched the palette fall to the floor. Immediately, a piercing ringing sound echoed in her head, causing her to wince in pain and clutch her throbbing temples. Seira tried to close her fingers, but her right hand refused to budge. The shrill, agonizing ringing made her feel dizzy and short of breath as if she might collapse any second. Steadying herself against the table, she reached into her bag with her other hand and managed to pull out her pills and painkillers. After taking them with some water, she leaned against the table, hoping at least the medication would give her some relief.

This was every other day thing for Seira. But now these debilitating headaches and freezing of her hands were becoming more and more frequent. She longed for the days when she could get through a day without needing to rely on the painkillers, but she knew deep down that those days were not coming back. As she was trying to navigate through the chaos of her body, she could hear faint voices of Shin and Kian, from outside, telling Makio they'd be back soon to help close the booth and gather the paintings. She felt utterly helpless, but she knew that there was nothing she could do but wait for the medications to work their way. Once the pain subsided, Seira tried to move her still-numb hand. It was moving but not freely. Finally, when she felt her breath a bit steady, she reached for her bag and zipped it closed, and that's when she locked eyes with her reflection in the mirror. Her eyes looked heavy, her lips cracked and chapped, her complexion pale. She felt utterly exhausted. " I really should eat something or else I might pass out any minute." Seira murmured to herself as she reapplied her red tint to hide her pale lips. Her appetite had dropped significantly compared to before and she knew this was just the start of a terrifying ordeal that lay ahead. Nevertheless, she needed to eat something even if it meant forcing herself. Despite being prepared for what was to come, Seira felt a sense of fear and uncertainty about how long she could hold out until she could fulfil the dream that brought her to S.W.O.R.D. in the first place.

"Today we truly made a huge income here Seira-chan!" Makio exclaimed cheerfully as she emerged through the curtain, interrupting Seira's thoughts as she handed Seira an envelope, her eyes sparkling excitedly. " Did we?" Seira asked sweetly as she looked at Makio, who eagerly nodded. Looking through the envelope, they had made quite a bit. "Of course we did!" Makio gushed. "So many people came to get their portraits done by you today. You've got magic in your hands, and they couldn't resist!" She plopped down in a chair, using a small electric fan to cool herself off. "And you must be completely worn out, right?" Makio said with a soft pout "But don't worry, Shin and Kian have gone to get your favourite udon for you." she spun in the chair like an excited child making Seira chuckle. Looking back on the day, Seira couldn't help but feel a sense of pride and gratitude. After carefully counting the money, Seira divided it, taking out Makio's share and handing it to her. 

Makio looked at the money, utterly confused. "But Seira-chan, what is this for?" Seira chuckled, placing a bundle of cash in Makio's hand. "Makio-chan, this is for you." she said, gently closing Makio's fingers around the money. "You've worked so hard and deserve to be paid fairly." Seira then returned to her bag and pulled out a thick envelope. "And this," she said, walking towards Makio and handing it to her, "is my contribution for the month. Please, use it to help those in need, as you always do." Makio's eyes widened, and her lips quivered. "Seira-chan, don't you need this money? How will you manage your expenses?" To this Seira smiled warmly, patting Makio's cheek affectionately. "My dear, I have more than enough to last me a lifetime. Please use it well for the people who need it the most as you always do." It was true. Seira had earned too much from being the famous anonymous painter for the past six years. She was only eighteen when she started it. Her mentor who was a famous painter got her to display her first-ever gallery which piqued a lot of interest from rich people. They wanted to buy and get more custom-made paintings from her. She had asked her teacher that she had no intention of revealing herself or her details and that she would work taking the stage name Higanbana. And till today she had no plan to tell the world about herself.

Hearing Seira, Makio's eyes were filled with tears, as she got up and lunged forward, wrapping Seira in a tight embrace. "You truly are an angel, Seira-chan!" she cried, her voice thick with emotion. While Makio was embracing Seira she felt her heart drop. Seira was getting thinner by the day. Breaking the hug she held Seira's cheeks and looked at her face with concern. She could see the dark circles and the visible paleness. "You haven't been eating well, have you?" Makio asked sternly, as Seira's nervous expression gave her away. Makio sighed, remembering the effects of Seira's illness that Dr. Leora talked about when Seira had the first fainting scare in front of her. She had asked Dr. Leora about all the treatments, precautions, and effects that would arise in the future. All the effects of the illness were gut-wrenching, and appetite loss was one of them. "Have you been experiencing any other difficulties?" Makio asked, her voice laced with worry. Seira gave Makio a small, reassuring smile and squeezed her hand. "It's bearable, Makio-chan, and you know I'll tell you if it gets worse. I promised, didn't I?" But in her heart, Seira had made a different promise – to face this illness alone, without burdening Makio, Shin, Kian, Chiharu, her brother, or Deamin about it. She had made up her mind that she would go through this all by herself and that leaving this world without being a burden on them was her top priority.

"Where are those two idiots!? How long will it take them!" Makio said angrily as she quickly wiped the tears away, changing the subject because the whole mood was turning gloomy. Seira too shook the tears away as she looked at Makio with a smile thankful that the subject was changed. " Here we are!!" Shin's cheerful voice comes in holding two bowls of Seira's favourite udon as Kian comes from behind holding the other two bags of food and smiling. The two quickly set the bowls on the table as Kian went out to bring two more chairs and placed them near the table. Once settled down the four of them started to eat. Seria took a small bite of it. It tasted bland for her. Lately, she had been losing her taste buds which was making her disheartened because she truly loved them. She knew very well she had to force herself to eat them even if she might have multiple puking episodes later. Shin, Kian and Makio looked at Seira who was now swirling her chopsticks through the udon but not eating them absently. The three exchanged looks as Kian nodded. "Neh-san I heard you sold out well today! How did it feel to paint for crowd work after a long time? Will you continue doing this in future?" Kian asked with curiosity as the other two looked at Seira waiting for her answer. " It felt good Kian-chan. I haven't done crowd work since I came back from New York. I will paint but I won't sell them, not anymore. Today was the last time." Seira said with a smile that conveyed many emotions. "Eat up quickly the fireworks are about to begin." Shin said trying to change the subject as they all started slurping quickly while Seira tried force-feeding herself. "Ah, I almost forgot to tell you Seira-chan. Today I got a call from Yui who's overlooking the project of renovation of Kausmi House in Tourou City. She said the renovation has been completed and the new pieces of furniture have been set. The kids and the staff members who were staying in your family mansion will move in tomorrow morning. Also, Rao called up saying your phone was unreachable. He said that he wanted to talk to you." Makio chimed in slurping up the noodles quickly. " Give him my landline number. I accidentally dropped it from my balcony when I was talking to my brother this morning. It's destroyed." Seira said with a sheepish smile making Makio's jaw drops. " Seira-chan that phone had real diamonds embedded on its back! How did this happen!!!!" Makio yelped and choked on the food as Shin gave her water hurriedly and tapped on her back once she was done drinking water. " Hahaha yes, that's the one I broke. I am thinking of going to buy one from Shannon tomorrow evening." Seira said sheepishly as she ate her udon. " I'll accompany you Neh-san." Kian said giving her a cute smile his mouth full of food making Seira laugh at his cuteness as she patted his head nodding.

" Say Neh-san, you are not wearing the broach you always wear?" Shin asked after he was done drinking water. Seira's eyes went wide as she looked down at her kimono jacket - the brooch was gone! " I did wear it! Where could it go!" Seira quickly stood up and started searching for it frantically. That brooch meant so much to her. After all, her brother-in-law Deamin had given it to her as a birthday gift last year. "I am sure it must be here. We'll find it don't stress yourself Seira-chan." Makio said as they all joined the search. But Seira was panicking, and she could feel it physically - her breathing was laboured, and her hands were trembling as she rummaged through her bag. She had been forgetting things lately, but never this bad where she wouldn't remember at all. That brooch was something she never went without wearing since Deamin gave it to her. She would wear it every day without missing a heartbeat. Seeing how distressed she was, Shin reached out and gently guided Seira to sit down. Crouching in front of her, he looked her in the eyes"Neh-san, listen to me. We will definitely find that broach for you. I promise. So just take some deep breaths with me, okay? Breathe in...and out..." he said soothingly, placing his firm hands on her knees to reassure her as Seira tears didn't slow down. Kian and Makio who were looking for it outside came in to see Seira in cold sweats and heavily breathing, making the two extremely worried for her. " Neh-san it's not outside. But don't worry once the fireworks are over we will go to the Lost and Found booth. I am sure we will find there." Kian said crouching down holding Seira's other hand running soothing circles as Makio pulled the tissues out and gently patted Seira's tears away.

Seira's eyes were a little swollen and her nose was a tad red. She had calmed down, but she still felt heartbroken. The heartbreak was still weighing heavily on her. All four of them had gathered to see where the fireworks would go off. They all decided to stand under the tree far from the crowd since Seira had just gotten a bit steady after the panic attack. To cheer up Seria, Shin had bought her favourite cotton candy in the shape of a funny-looking duck. When Seria saw the cotton candy, she couldn't help but snort smiling while she was almost calmed down. As the countdown to the fireworks began, the crowd around them grew more and more excited. And soon, the night sky erupted in a dazzling display of colourful fireworks. Shin, Kian and Makio stood together at the back, awestruck by the beautiful scene above them. But Seira, standing between them, gazed up with a mixture of melancholy and wistfulness. The thought of saying goodbye to her loved ones was already weighing her heart now the worry of losing her precious broach had added up.

Underneath the sky that was painted with red fireworks now in different parts of the crowd were members of SWORD who were looking at the fireworks with their cherished ones. Seira pulled out her camera and captured the moment - young families, affectionate couples, groups of friends. The transience of nature and the fleeting beauty of a life filled with hope, unity, and resilience were visibly overflowing throughout the crowd. Seira felt a bittersweet sense of satisfaction with the life she had lived so far, which had melancholic feelings running through it. Turning to glance at Makio, Shin and Kian, Seira couldn't help but smile softly, her heart filled with affection for them as she clicked their candid pictures. Their goofy excitement at the fireworks display drew a laugh from Seira, which in turn caught their attention. Kian took Seira's camera as he clicked their group pictures and Seira's solo pictures. Despite Seira's best efforts to conceal her sadness, they could still feel it. But they knew just like how Seira was trying to keep it hidden from them they had to do the same and replace it with happy memories so that when the days of uncertainty that lay ahead of them arrived, they could lean on these memories.

The fireworks had faded into the night sky, leaving a bittersweet feeling in Seira's heart. Seira along with Makio, Shin and Kian had gone to the Lost&Found Booth but her cherished ruby broach wasn't there. The staff there had taken down her contact details and the photo of the brooch, promising to reach out if it was found. Makio had to leave early as she had to go to Kaumi's House tomorrow so she bid her farewell to the three and told Seira not to worry and that her broach will be found. Seira told Shin and Kian that she wanted to stay behind for some time and told them to go back home. The two after continuously making sure that Seira was okay with being left alone went back taking all her display paintings with them. Seira had a glum look on her face as she strolled around aimlessly. That's when a small girl bumped into her falling on her feet. "Oh my! Kiddo are you okay?" Seira asked as she helped the little girl up. The girl's knees were scraped, and her eyes welled with tears. "Neh-san! Help me!" she signed frantically, gripping Seira's kimono sleeve with desperation. Seira, who was fluent in sign language due to her mother's hearing disability, worriedly held the child's hands, bending down on one knee. With a gentle touch, she carefully brushed the sweat-dampened hair from the girl's forehead, her own heart aching at the sight of the child's distress.

Before the Seira could sign anything further, numerous footsteps were heard coming from behind them. Seira looked up to find around five men in black suits and white full-face masks holding metal pipes and baseball bats with nails engraved in their hands. Seira immediately stood up as the little girl hid behind Seira, eyes closed while her shaky hands held the kimono jacket tightly. "Give us the kid quickly!" one of the thugs roared pointing the sharp knife trying to imitate Seira who couldn't help but scoff as she turned around slowly, meeting the terrified eyes of the little girl hiding behind her. Bending a little at the little girl's level "Kiddo," she signed gently, bending a little to meet her in the eyes. "Stand by the tree and keep an eye on my bag for me. Can you do that for this Neh-san?" A sweet smile broke through the tension, and though the little girl couldn't help but tremble in fear, she nodded, her faith in Seira shining through her tears. "You're brave, sweetheart." Seira whispered, her heart aching while giving her a reassuring soft smile. Giving the little girl's shoulder a reassuring squeeze, she wiped the little girl's tears away as the little girl quickly went by the tree nearby where Seira's bag was kept. Seira's gaze shifted to the night sky which was dark and twinkling with millions of stars, as the chaos in front of her was brewing. She began stretching her arms and waist, centring herself as she felt the adrenaline rise within her. " You are messing with the wrong people, young lady! So, I suggest you back off and give us the kid!" the bulky man said swinging the nailed baseball bat once with a threatening tone. A sudden breeze tousled her loose strands of hair, and as she opened her eyes, a fierce smirk crept across her face. Her gaze was icy cold, and the bloodthirst was evident on her face making the thugs in front of her feel the goosebumps rise. She might have been outnumbered but things were about to go down that was for sure, and this was somehow waking up the thrill she had been missing for a long time. With a dramatic flair, she dropped into a fighting stance, ready to unleash everything she had even if she knew that this would take a huge toll on her health. She was ready to risk it. 

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{A.N: Chapter 5 is finally out!! I am soooo sorry for such a delay in uploading this chapter! >~< I hope you all enjoyed reading it! As for the schedule of uploading chapters will remain unprecedented until further notice. But I assure you that I haven’t dropped this fanfiction. Please support this fanfiction a lot! Notes, Comments and Reblogs are appreciated! I'll see you in the next chapter. Until then stay healthy and happy!}

Copyright: All Rights Reserved @𝚊𝚋𝚜𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚡𝚢𝚊𝚛𝚢𝚊𝚗

[ NOTE: The plot, picture edits and the original characters in this fanfiction belong to me. All the credit for the high and low characters and other reference pictures goes to the original owner.]

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[katkalis-the-fanartist]

A few headcanons I have for the Tides...

(Assuming they like you and you're a nice person)

🌊Ever feel like when you're at the shore, the waves splash playfully? As if the rushing water gives you teasing taps and nudges?

🌊You swear you sometimes hear voices when you dunk your head or at least ears underwater.

🌊Sometimes when you leave the water in favor of the sand, the waves seem to extend to your feet and almost stay there as if they dont want you to leave their boundaries.

🌊You swear the water can grab you when you're right on the shore edge. Your wrists, hair, legs. Not hard, but again, playfully.

🌊You have fun feeling the waves pull you back and forth, making your body move in almost a swinging sensation.

🌊Sometimes random gifts of sorts are washed ashore next to you, from pristine shells to cool rocks to seaweed if you so enjoy it to sand dollars and clams and objects that had been lost in the water-

🌊Though they usually take form of the tides, if they do appear in their physical form, they often appear out of nowhere from the water, rising up to stand upon it as if it were solid ground, and then walk to the shore.

🌊Sometimes sea creatures with garbage hindering them are nudged up onto the sand for you so that you can remove the litter from the poor animal. Assuming its something that the twins have trouble removing on their own. Sometimes tools they lack are needed.

🌊Meanwhile those that litter have their trash blown into their faces by sudden winds produced by waves crashing violently.

🌊If someone with ill intent or a generally bad heart enter the ocean, riptides become more of a threat to them.

🌊If you become pulled underwater, you seem to conveniently either have bubbles lingering around your face and nose or have a large pocket of air around your head. It feels like cheating at swimming.

[quirkychaoticraptor]

I'm starting to wonder if the "HiGH & LOW" fandom has died, which makes me believe that...as per usual...I am way, way, way late to the party 🥲. At least, on Tumblr...or, I don't know, maybe in general?

I haven't seen the movies, yet, but I'm working on it. Slowly...very slowly...but surely. In the meantime, I'm still working through season 2 of "The Story of S.W.O.R.D." 🙃.

Uh...Team Rude Boys and Daruma Ikka 🤷🏻‍♀️? Oh, and slightly Team Doubt...but only slightly! And only because Kohei Takeda plays Hirai 😳....

[invinciblerodent]

making the decision on who to back for Archon is...

ngl, it feels a little different now, from the way they perhaps intended when they were writing that quest

[zaptap]

you know youd think after getting to 278 the matchmaking would improve a bit but. i just had one where everyone was constantly dying. after getting 35 on the mothership i was so tempted to throw (i had the opportunity when i was the one player left a few times) but i kept going because im not going to ruin anyone else's experience if 35 on w2 was maybe an actually good number for them. 162 total. ok

[hyugaruma]

Apples and Oranges (Ranmaru x Reader)

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His favorite thing about you was your skin. Soft, unmarred, a sweet expanse for his callused fingertips to explore, to pinch, to squeeze. Smooth like silk beneath his palm, unsullied by no one but him. The lines of indentation left behind from your clothes, like dunes for his fingers to travel between. The way your flesh seemed to mold so perfectly within his none-so-gentle grip, like you were made to be melded with him, for him.

“Ranmaru,” you mewled, halfheartedly pushing away his hands as they found themselves being roughly shoved under your shirt, pads of his fingertips digging into the softness of your belly.

Ranmaru was never one to take to your, or anyone’s, resistance, his unforgiving palms making their way right back up your shirt. You knew better than to reject him, to defy him, to be anything other than compliant and pliable for him. Like putty for him to mold between his hands. Pinned to the couch beneath him, it was as if you were completely and utterly under his control. It was always like that. And you wouldn’t have had it any other way.

Ranmaru nuzzled his face into the crook of your neck, the gentlest of gestures that you could have received from him, but you knew that his intentions were anything but. Goosebumps prickled across your skin as his cool breath ghosted against your sensitive neck. For a brief moment, you imagined him tearing into your throat like a vicious animal. The thought made you shudder, from fear or excitement you were uncertain.

His teeth nipped at the skin just above your carotid; he could faintly feel the quickening thrum of your pulse against his lips. He’d never let it be known, but this made him shudder, too.

His second favorite thing about you was your naivety. Always the one to believe the best in him, make excuses for any and all of his actions, the first one to be waiting for him in the wake of all his cruelty and deceit. Always with that sweet, innocent, pathetic look on your face. So ready to accept him for all that he was, and all that he ever would be.

Members of Doubt were surprised when you made your debut by Ranmaru’s side. Like the rabbit in the clutches of the wolf, except they assumed you the prey so ignorant to your plight that you didn’t even realize the beast that was ready to consume you. Ever obedient, by his side, as if someday your loyalty would pay off. It never would. Everyone knew it. They didn’t realize it, but you knew it too. And yet, it was a dark plunge you were willing to endure for even a moment within Ranmaru’s grasp.

There could be no greater difference in the world than the two of you. And neither you nor Ranmaru would have had it any other way.

[glitchfang]

i hope the one art teacher who protected me in high school but was otherwise despised by everyone else is doing ok

[absquatulatexyaryan]

︵‿୨♡ Ｈｉｇａｎｂａｎａ ♡୧‿︵

Paring: Hyuga Norisha x OC

Genre: Fluff, Romance, Friendship, Action, Tragedy, Slice of Life, Light Mature(mention of blood, fight scenes and swearing) {P.S No Smut}

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Chapter 6 (Part 2):

Madoka helped Harumi get up as she gently laid Seira's head in her lap. " Why did you let go of my hand? Do you know how worried I was!" Torodoki signed while talking trying not to yell worried and agitated as he looked at Harumi's knees that were bleeding. Madoka handed Shibaman her water bottle, disinfecting ointment and bandages from her bag as he handed the water bottle to Torodoki who poured water on it Jinkawa handed his clean handkerchief to him as he wiped it gently. Shibaman crouched down as he applied the bandage to the wounds. " Who are these men?" Tsuji said looking at the men who were knocked out on the ground. " They were trying to catch me! This kind Ni-chan there saved me." Harumi signed to Torodoki pointing at where Seira was. Torodoki told them what Harumi said as they all looked at Seira who was semi-conscious. Fujio and Sachio walked up to where Madako and the girl were" Miss? Are you okay?" Fujio asked concerned crouching down as he tried to look at her face in the darkness. Seira was breathing hard as she looked at Fujio and then at Sachio who was holding his phone with the flashlight on, their eyes widened at the amount of blood coming out of her mouth. Arata who was just behind him recognised Seria immediately. " Seira-san!?" Arata exclaimed taken aback and concerned as he stood there looking at Seira. Seira looked at Arata and smiled her bloody teeth showing a bit." Oh? Arata? Good, you're here. My bike keys are in my bag. Get me home not anywhere else because I am about to pass out." Seira said as she felt her eyes closed and fainted." Arata, you know her?" Tsuji asked as the rest looked at him " Yes. She is the main founder of the HOPE organisation I work for."Arata revealed to the group as they all looked at him wide-eyed. " Masaya, isn't that the girl whose flower studio we completed yesterday?" Shinya said softly to his brother who had a serious face as he nodded in agreement. " We have her address so I think we should leave at once without any delay." said Madoka, her eyes filled with worry looking at everyone holding on to the handkerchief on Seria's bleeding forehead. Fujio nodded in agreement "Yes let's not waste any more time." he said as he picked up Seira's bag "Shoji, find out who these guys are and why they were after Harumi." he commanded, his words soft but laced with intensity. Shoji nodded solemnly and dragged one of the unconscious men away, determined to uncover the truth. Sachio turned to the others, "I'll drive the car. Let's take her in that." he said, fishing the car keys out of his pocket. Masaya carefully scooped up Seira, cradling her in his arms like a bride. "Who'll take her bike?" Odajimia asked who had picked Harumi up in his arms. "I'll take it, along with Shida, and follow you guys." Jinkawa replied, already moving to retrieve the bike. With a shared sense of purpose, the group quickly departed the Daruma territory, leaving the night's revelry behind. Little did they know, this was just the beginning of the chaos that would soon engulf the lives of SWORD and the entire town of Toarushi, forever altering the course of their destinies.

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{A.N: Whole Chapter 6 is finally out!! I am soooo sorry for such a delay in uploading this chapter! >~< I hope you all enjoyed reading it! As for the schedule of uploading chapters will remain unprecedented until further notice. But I assure you that I haven’t dropped this fanfiction. Please support this fanfiction a lot! Notes, Comments and Reblogs are appreciated! I'll see you in the next chapter. Until then stay healthy and happy!}

Copyright: All Rights Reserved @𝚊𝚋𝚜𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚡𝚢𝚊𝚛𝚢𝚊𝚗

[ NOTE: The plot, picture edits and the original characters in this fanfiction belong to me. All the credit for the high and low characters and other reference pictures goes to the original owner.]

{ P.S: Thank you for Notes, Reblogs and Follow even when I wasn't posting! >~< P.S.S: If you'd like to be tagged under the post for the update of the new chapter. Kindly comment below this post and I'll tag you in further chapters.}

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[hey-cringelord]

not only did silver from knb: last game calling kise a cocksucker feel like a fever dream; when i first watched kurobas it was s1 on netflix some four(?) years ago, to which i then did what every other anifreak does and pirated the rest

now pirate sites don’t censor much, that much is true. which means that when kagami runs back and forth on the beach for drinks per riko’s coaching, there is, in fact, a stark-naked kagami version of him trying to get to the baths before closing (and ultimately failing)

however rewatching s2 on netflix the censorship, well, censorshipped. i spent maybe three years thinking i imagined kagami’s asscheeks on my phone screen until my recent rewatch in november where i was once again flashed by this sixteen year old

moral of the story: thank god for swim trunks?

[quirkychaoticraptor]

I may have a small rant, but this is partially because I'm now incredibly tired, and therefore, need ✨sleep✨ 🙃.

I have spoiled myself on the OG S.W.O.R.D gangs + leaders, and now feel that they have become sadly overlooked by all the newer characters from the newer movies (not saying that's a bad thing! I am well aware that everybody's got their somethin'...or someone *cough*!)

The Rude Boys have stolen my heart, now...and Pi, Takeshi, and Yu are fighting over it. Oh, and Hyuga is, too, but he's silently fighting from afar. Meanwhile, Smokey is currently trying to look after my lost soul and is nagging at me to get some sleep...and the leaders of Doubt are pouting and glaring because I'm not stopping the Rude Boys from fighting over my heart.

I am, for whatever reason, aching for any kind of Halloween fic with the OG HiGH&LOW x reader, and there is very sadly nothing! And I can't write it because my brain is already focused on the first HiGH & LOW fanfic that I'm working on...and I never considered myself good at writing headcanons/imagines/scenarios, anyway...except for that one I wrote for Hyuga if he had a little sister who got exhausted and hangry over chores because she didn't want to do them. Fun fact: I also wrote that when I was lacking so much sleep and I was beyond tired.

Pi, Takeshi, Yu, and Shion don't seem to get enough attention.

That is all.

[msburgundy]

is 9:30 too early to go to bed?

[deathemayor]

just submitted an application for a collab project i have been WAITINGG to come across and participate in and now looking at my art and presented portfolio tbh my art looks like ass all of a sudden.

[von-eldritch]

"Once when you're gone, and I wanna do it backwards Just like the song, we're addicted to the L word~"

She's in a really, really good mood, it looks like.