#hound roar

[impish-crow]

[TRANSLATION] DIG-ROCK HOUND ROAR vol. 1 - Masterlist

DIG-ROCK HOUND ROAR vol. 1

Track 01: Things I can’t do

Track 02: Things I don’t know.

Track 03: Things I don’t want to admit

Track 04: Things I don't want to forgive.

Track 05: A matter of course

Track 06: Until now and in the future Please DO NOT repost this translation elsewhere without credit!

[momorin-translations]

DIG-ROCK Official Guidebook: Character Profiles

Character profiles translated from the DIG-ROCK Official Guidebook in 2022!

Impish Crow

Tsugumi Nonoka

Vocal  CV. Yuuma Uchida

Vocalist of Impish Crow. Not only does he have overwhelming singing abilities, but his cheerful and honest character is also popular. He’s a genius who can calm down a situation, but is also fearless. Anyway, he loves singing and getting involved in singing. 

Birthday: 6/9 Age: 21 Height: 177cm

Toki Mizukawa 

Guitar  CV. Eguchi Takuya

Guitarist of Impish Crow. A leader who pays attention to his surroundings and loves the band more than anyone else. He has a straightforward personality and can’t stand when things get awry, but when it comes to the band, he doesn’t like to lose. Tsugumi’s childhood friend. He’s also in charge of writing lyrics.

Birthday: 5/30 Age: 21 Height: 180cm

Mitsuru Hayama

Bass  CV. Wataru Hatano

Bassist of Impish Crow. He often absent-minded and goes at his own pace with low blood pressure. Although he tends to look cool, he is calm and doesn’t talk much. Hibari and he have known each other for a long time since they were students. 

Birthday: 5/2 Age: 22 Height: 178cm

Hibari Shibasaki

Drum  CV. Shinnosuke Tachibana

Drummer of Impish Crow. A prince with a put-together face and good-natured mind. He often comments on issues and activities within the band. He’s known for his appearance and friendliness, but he doesn’t hold back his words.

Birthday: 6/6 Age: 22 Height: 178cm

RUBIA Leopard

Akane Higurashi

Vocal  CV. Furukawa Makoto

Vocalist of RUBIA Leopard. He’s known for his overwhelming singing ability and songs with honest lyrics that are powerful and straightforward. Because his mother is half-British, he is fluent in many languages. Besides his singing, there are many fans of his visuals. 

Birthday: 12/6 Age: 24 Height: 180cm

Kurono Tokitou

Guitar  CV. Ishikawa Kaito

Guitarist of RUBIA Leopard. His ultimate principle is to be loyal to Akane and take care of him an extraordinary amount. He’s always competing with Mashiro, who is the same age as him and also knows Akane. 

Birthday: 2/22 Age: 25 Height: 182cm

Mashiro Fuyuki 

Bass  CV. Sato Takuya

Bassist of RUBIA Leopard. He likes women, alcohol, and cigarettes, but he’s also light-hearted and friendly. At heart, he is serious and unyielding. Kurono knows his true personality and they’re close to each other, but Mashiro enjoys quarreling with him.

Birthday: 11/11 Age: 25 Height: 182cm

Haiji Sumizome

Drum  CV. Hanae Natsuki

Drummer of RUBIA Leopard. As the youngest member, he helps organize the band and bring together the other members. He’s good at reading the atmosphere based on words and facial expressions, especially for the members with strong personalities. 

Birthday: 10/10 Age: 23 Height: 176cm

HOUND ROAR

Hibiki Kouno

Vocal  CV. Toshiyuki Toyonaga

Vocalist of HOUND ROAR. He has a slightly small presence, and is popular for his cool features and mysterious atmosphere. He doesn’t realize that he’s an overwhelming genius. Although he’s passive in making decisions, he’s practical when he speaks.

Birthday: 8/17 Age: 23 Height: 177cm

Shouma Endou

Guitar  CV. Ryohei Kimura

Guitarist of HOUND ROAR. Although he has great visuals and no issue with his performance skills, he makes all his judgements based on instinct. He isn’t very cooperative, and could break up a band immediately after joining.

Birthday: 9/20 Age: 23 Height: 178cm

Touya Hayama

Bass  CV. Hikaru Midorikawa

Bassist of HOUND ROAR. Older brother of Impish Crow’s Mitsuru. His personality doesn’t resemble Mitsuru’s at all. He always observes people, thinks ahead, and doesn’t reveal his feelings to others.

Birthday: 10/11 Age: 26 Height: 180cm

Shion Onozato

Keyboard  CV. Yuichiro Umehara

Keyboardist of HOUND RAOR. He tends to care about details and is a bit of a music nerd. Since he grew up playing the keyboard, he has extraordinary passion for playing and towards musical instruments. He’s truly happy when he’s involved in music.

Birthday: 1/4 Age: 24 Height: 178cm

Sougo Kido

Drum  CV. Takashi Kondo

Drummer of HOUND ROAR. As the oldest member along with Touya, he offers the members various advice and scolds them when they do something wrong.

Birthday: 8/26 Age: 26 Height: 182cm

Managers

Sora Tobikura

Manager  CV. Kent Ito

Manager of Impish Crow. He’s new to the company. He’s soft-mannered and kind to his talent, but very scary when he loses his temper. His nickname is Tobi-chan.

Birthday: 5/5 Age: 27 Height: 177cm

Shiki Iwahara

Manager  CV. Wataru Komaeda

Manager of RUBIA Leopard. He’s a senior of Tobikura, who recently joined the company. His friendliness durign business hours is well-known in the industry and many find him reliable. His nickname is Gan-chan.

Birthday: 10/10 Age: 29 Height: 183cm

Takaaki Kasuga

Manager  CV. Tarusuke Shingaki

Manager of HOUND ROAR. He’s somewhat famous in the industry with a laid-back attitude and loose expression. Though he doesn’t seem to think much, he’s always conscious of how to best sell his artists. His nickname is Haru-chan.

Birthday: 3/24 Age: 37 Height: 180cm

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And that’s all for now! Please let me know if there are any issues with the translations, I really appreciate it <33 More drama track translations are coming soon, so stay tuned! ;D also i’m laughing at the last two tiny pics ajskdjafs 

[hadukilina]

[sinful-liesel]

DIG-ROCK -alive- Series

Release Date: December 28, 2022

DIG-ROCK -alive- Type：IC

Tsugumi Nonaka (CV: Yuma Uchida)

Toki Mizukawa (CV: Takuya Eguchi)

Mitsuru Hayama (CV: Wataru Hatano)

Hibari Shibasaki (CV: Shinnosuke Tachibana)

Sora Tobikura (CV: Kent Ito)

DIG-ROCK -alive- Type：RL

Akane Higurashi (CV: Makoto Furukawa)

Kurono Tokitou (CV: Kaito Ishikawa)

Mashiro Fuyuki (CV: Takuya Sato)

Haiji Sumizome (CV: Natsuki Hanae)

Shiki Iwahara (CV: Wataru Komada)

DIG-ROCK -alive- Type：HR

Hibiki Kouno (CV: Toshiyuki Toyonaga)

Shoma Endou (CV: Ryohei Kimura)

Toya Hayama (CV: Hikaru Midorikawa)

Shion Onozato (CV: Yuuichirou Umehara)

Sogo Kido (CV: Takashi Kondo)

Takaki Kasuga (CV: Tarusuke Shingaki)

[asksakura1125td]

I made a video showing off Toshiyuki Toyonaga's range because Holy shit this man is talented

[erikacousland]

Chinese Chongqing Dog Facts - Wisdom Panel™ Dog Breeds

The East Sichuan Hound / Chuandong Hound (川东猎犬), commonly known as Chongqing Dog (重庆犬).

They are looks like a tiny Mabari.

[kaoharu]

OH MY GOD

[tempestforged]

--- LUNAETIS ( THE ABYSSAL PRINCESS ): DAZE [ abyss lumi & wriothesley ! ]

IT BEGAN LIKE IT ALWAYS DID, a dream of a kingdom ruled by malice and cursed by the gods, creatures with fur as black as midnight and armour made of bones circling around his feet as he walked through ruined streets towards that throne that presided over all. Never would he forget the sight of the woman who sat atop it, that sorrow as no tears fell from her eyes and malice chained her to a throne it felt like she never wanted.

The hound never understood before why he always dreamt of the hounds circling his feet until the night they howled, rushing forward to snap those chains with teeth that felt more like condensed starlight than carapace. They had bowed to their Mistress that night, and so the him that was not him knelt at her feet, her eternal guard that awaited her orders as he always had and always would.

The first time he'd told the Iudex of the dreams, of the constellation imprinted upon his side, he was sworn to secrecy, charges fabricated to send him down into depths where the gateway between Abyss and reality lurked. His friend, his mentor, had warned him to tell no one the origin of his constellation, that his mission was to stand guard over the seal that his Queen had pleaded with them to create before her exodus into that decaying land.

How he'd tried and tried to ask her name, watching her lips move before being violently rejected from the memory, as if some great buffer existed to keep that knowledge from him. Overtime, he rose from the dark, assuming the position of administrator at the Iudex's behest, finally understanding just why he was the sole person fit to assume the role upon seeing the intricate secret that was kept in the deep.

She'd become clearer to him then, her form appearing to stalk the halls like a ghost in the dead of night. Only Once did he follow her, through the winding pipes to a workshop that the exiles claimed to be haunted, watching his Queen move back and forth like she was looking for something that he couldn't attempt to perceive amidst the metals and intricate weaponry that seemingly floated into her hand.

How easily it was to drift to sleep in her presence, dreams like memories showing him companions he'd forgotten somehow. Showing the princess standing above him with a crystal made of starlight and as cold as ice in her hands, beckoning him, beckoning her CERBERUS to take it, to forge a weapon fitting of his station from her blessing. He knew her, he knew her name, so why couldn't he hear it?

By the time he awoke, she was gone, the only indicator of her presence a core for the gauntlets he'd painstakingly created. He knew not to use it, that it was designed to stem the tide of the world's origin. So he hid it, wrapping it in cloth and allowing it to pass from his memory until that dial reached its pinnacle, the clock striking twelve and calling him to fulfil the duty he swore to uphold to his QUEEN so long ago

The sleight of hand had been far too easy, swapping the cores with each other and invoking that which had once been his. The awareness is almost exhilarating, the familiar howls echoing around his mind as the core integrated itself into the machinery. He was almost tempted to laugh at the hilarity of the situation, of his constellation being so familiar but so wrongly named, he was the Abyssal Queen's loyal guard after all, but for his constellation to be so wrongly named was far too funny for him to not find joy in the situation.

One punch turns to two, two turns to four, in the same way she'd taught him to create that seal so long ago. It was almost as if he was declaring to the world, to her, that the KNIGHT OF CERBERUS had returned to fulfil his oaths to the woman who walked beneath like his reflection.

"To you, I do return my Queen, my LUMINE."

[@lunaetis]

[kimwarris]

One of my headcanons is that when Sokka goes searching for his space sword (and finds it) at some point he hears some branches crack and a loud roar behind him. Instead of running he turns around very slowly and finds himself looking up to a huge and terrifying Saber Tooth Moose Lion. He thinks: Okay, that's it. I'm done.

They stare at each other and then the STML goes down on his front legs and wriggles his tail, obviously excited to have met him and it reminds Sokka of someone.

"Foo Foo Cuddly Poops?!"

It starts to jump around excitedly, stops before Sokka and licks him (he's afraid the saber teeth might slice him and its breath stinks horribly). But Sokka is also super excited.

He gets back to the Fire Nation riding on Foo Foo's back and everybody is like: WTF Sokka? You can't have a Saber Tooth Moose Lion as a pet!

Sokka: So Aang has a Sky Bison, Suki has a Giant Eel-Hound, Zuko gets to have a freaking Dragon, but me keeping Foo Foo is a problem? Hypocrites!

[littlenightma]

Run, Rabbit, Run | Thomas Hewitt x Female!Reader (NSFW)

Author’s Note: *slams post button* Here you go, sluts *evil cackle*

Warning tags: Primal kink, chase kink, breeding kink, lots o’ smut.

The Texas sun kissed your sweat-soaked skin with a harsh pressure of a thousand blow torches. His heavy breathing and roaring of his chainsaw pushed you forward, to keep going no matter what stood before you, but the persistent throbbing between your legs teased the resilience of your rapidly depleting willpower.

Miles separated you from the farm house and separated you from the rest of civilization. Oceans upon oceans of rocky dirt, dying grass, and the occasional road kill were all that could be seen.

The radiating sun, which had been sitting proudly in the sky to the East, now sat lamely in the West beginning to hide beyond the horizon. The ivory moon would force away its suffocating heat, providing the barest of illumination, increasing your chances at escaping.

A small part of you wished the sun would stay out and light up the world just a little while longer.

“You’re so polite for someone your age. You remind me so much of my boy Thomas.”

“If he’s anything like you, ma’am, he has to be the sweetest boy around.”

He was a six foot tall mountain of muscle and power, running with the determination of a blood hound tracking the scent of a wounded animal. When you thought you had successfully outsmarted him by suddenly changing directions within the tall, golden thickets at the last second, he’d still be barreling after you, unphased, no further than he was before.

There were moments, fleeting as they were, but impressionable nonetheless, where he had been so close to getting a hold of you. So close, the slight breeze from his hand attempting to grab your hair raised your skin, sucking the breath from your chest as you narrowly dodge him.

And that made things even more thrilling.

His grunts of frustration were muffled by his mask and the tight curve of his bottom lip. The lip jutted out awkwardly and looked as if it had been stung by a bee the way it was swollen.

Deformed.

And this deformed man was coming after you.

To him you were an outsider. A pest that needed eradicating. Even though his Mama willingly invited you into their home, he made you feel as if you were trespassing anyway. He wanted to kill you then and you were sure as shit he wanted to now, probably more than ever seeing how you keep escaping him.

She’d had asked him to keep you alive so assuming that he’d follow through with her request, your life would be spared, but for what sick reason? Would death be more lenient than what they had planned for you?

Of all days for your tire to blow out…

“Here he comes now,” said the woman, smiling expectantly as the basement door opened and out from the darkened staircase came Thomas.

The boy, no man, stood protectively behind the older woman. He placed his hands on her shoulders, watching you with narrowed eyes that were partially covered by a curtain of black, curly hair. To you, they looked like snakes ready to strike, and so did he.

His nose and lower half of his face was covered by a worn, leather mask that wrapped around the base of his head with thick straps. It looked uncomfortable to wear as it was was to look at.

He was not pleased to see a stranger sitting in his living room and you wanted to sink deeper into the faded couch and disappear. Maybe if you pushed against the cushions hard enough.

A muffled scream came from the basement. Luda Mae glanced up at her son then back to you. Your back straightened.

“What was that?”

She smiled, yet it didn’t quite reach her eyes, “Nothing, dear.”

Again, the basement door opened, and out came a man in a Sheriff’s uniform. Fresh blood splattered across his chest and arms, trickling down as he sauntered his way into the room.

“Who in the hell is this pretty thing?”

Time slowed down and so did your breathing. All three had you pinned with various stares ranging from curiosity, understanding, and searing contempt. You weren’t going to risk it. You jumped from the couch and hauled ass out the door, leaving a trail of dust behind.

“Son of a bitch,” said Hoyt. “Boy, go get her before she causes us any trouble.”

Luda Mae grabbed Thomas’ hand. “Keep this one alive, baby. She’ll be good one to have around.”

Thomas wanted to argue his Mama’s odd request, but the sweet smile she gave him and the gentle way she held his hand made him reconsider. He didn’t want her, that’s for damn sure, but whatever his Mama wanted, she’d get.

In the midst of your recollection you realized it was ominously quiet behind you. Peering back, he was no longer running after you. I’m fact, he wasn’t there at all.

You spun around, eyes frantically searching the desolate landscape. He didn’t just vanish into thin air, not a man of his size, yet he had. The weeds danced and suddenly parted, revealing him on all fours as he pushed himself off the ground, propelling into you with a gut-wrenching force, knocking you onto your back.

His full body weight had you pinned, flattening the dry brush beneath you. His barrel-chest heaved and his hand wrapped around your neck, squeezing. As frightened as you were, a strange sense of relief washed over and the instinct to raise your hips overtook you.

He tried moving away, but your legs locked him in. You awkwardly shimmied your shorts down and he watched you. His anger dissipated, replaced by hunger the more of your thighs he saw.

You captured his curious gaze, “Look how wet you made me.”

Your hand reached down and massaged your aching pussy through your sodden underwear. You were a mess, physically and mentally, and if you didn’t get fucked soon you were going to go rabid.

“Thomas, please. Don’t make me beg for it. You know what I want.”

Hearing his name revved him up like an engine. He could practically smell you through his mask. Your pussy glistened beneath the moonlight and he was more than willing to comply. With one hand still around your throat, he used the other to hastily unbuckle his belt and unzip his pants.

He roughly pushed your soaked panties aside and thrusted roughly inside you with a loud grunt. It was swift and had you not been as wet as you were you knew it would have hurt more than it did. You gasped and cried out, pounding your fist to the ground. He fucked you like an animal. It was exactly what you’d been yearning for and if felt so fucking good to finally get it.

His hips bucked with a mighty strength, sending you backwards every time. It made it hard for him to keep himself inside you without having to adjust his position. He scooped you up like a rag doll and pinned you against a tree, folding you between it and his body. The change in position was too much as the angle allowed him to reach new depths inside you, hitting spots you never knew you had, sending you over the edge.

Your climax arrived so suddenly that it left you silently shaking and clinging to Thomas. Your pussy clamped down like the jaws of a lion and he growled, spilling his seed inside you from the tightness.

He laid you both down on the ground with your back to him. You took the time to catch your breath and settle down, but Thomas had other plans. He raised your top leg in the air, spreading you wide and began pumping again.

“Slow, Thomas. I’m really sore.”

Not thinking he’d actually do as you asked, you were surprised at the gradual way he eased his thick cock back into your pussy, keeping a close eye on your face. Although you were too spent to cum again, you nestled back against his chest and idly enjoyed his thrusts.

“Just like that, Thomas. Oh…”

His head was right there and the temptation to kiss him was too good to pass up. Soft lips met his through the mask and he jerked back, stopping his movements altogether.

“God, don’t you stop, Thomas. Your cock is too good. Come back here.”

You wrapped an arm around his head and he let you bring him back down. This time he kissed back, licking and sucking your lips like they were made of chocolate. You were in absolute bliss, not thinking clearly, lost in a haze of euphoria.

With his mouth full of you and you full of him, he groaned a guttural sound that didn’t sound quite human. Your pussy took his second load with open arms, milking every last bit of him he had left to offer. You broke the sloppy kiss to watch his cock pulse and his balls twitch, finding it super erotic.

His cock left you open and wide. You clenched your walls and streams of his fresh cum gushed out. You swiped some and brought it to your lips with Thomas watching in clear fascination. You then offered your finger to him.

He titled his head and inspected the leftover fluid. After some time of pondering his tongue tentatively flicked out, considering the taste, then placed your entire finger in his mouth. He sucked until there was nothing left to suck except the saltiness of your skin.

Using the tree as a support, you carefully maneuvered up. Everything was sore, from your head down to your hips and the simple task of bending down seemed impossible. In an oddly sweet gesture, Thomas gathered your shorts and helped you put them back on.

“You know,” you began, eyes twinkling mischievously, “It’s a long way back to the house. Who knows what could happen on the way there.”

Thomas made a sound caught between a chuckle and a scuff. He watched you strut away, eyes glued to your bouncing ass.

His Mama was right. You were worth keeping around.

[impish-crow]

[TRANSLATION] SHOMA BIRTHDAY CELEBRATION SHORT STORY(SS)🎉🎂

"Endo, do you want anything?" "Money."

Without a moment's hesitation, I answered, and Kouno let out a "ehh..." and visibly lost interest.

"What's with that dreamless answer?" "I thought about a guitar, but I gave up. If I have money, I can buy it." "How much do you plan to extort from me? And by the way, are you happy to get money from me?" "Is there anyone who isn't happy about that?" "I don't want money that falls from the sky for no reason, though."

Oh. I see, that's what he means.

(...Well, I guess that makes sense.) Certainly, I want to earn my own money. Or rather, I plan to buy everything with the substantial earnings from my genius guitar skills... in the future. Absolutely.

"But you, you have a reason for asking me that, right?" "Huh? You're sharp today." "Huh? Are you making fun of me?" "No, no. Endo always has a strangely good sense." "What's 'strangely'? Just give me the money without saying unnecessary things." "Is 100 yen enough?" "Too cheap!"

It's obvious that I would notice. Because, last month, we drank together twice with all the Hauro members.

(For Kouno and Sogo-san's birthdays.)

And, both times, the one who said "let's get together and drink" first was me. Of course. I want to drink all the time for any reason. That's why I said it. But, (no one ever brings it up.)

I suck on the straw with force and a loud noise rings out. The plastic cup that was supposed to have frappe in it was empty before I knew it. Damn it, when did that happen. I bite the straw in frustration and taste the paper.

I may be childish, but

I made my major debut, sold quite well, and did moderately well (right?).

Lately, I spend more time with them (than with my family, that’s for sure).

If they told me to disband now, everyone would be in trouble (right??).

(Then)

A little more like this, huh.

"Ah! I can't take it anymore!" "What's with the sudden outburst?" ".........It's September, but it's so hot every single day." "Do I need to be scolded for that? I don't, right?"

No, but it's annoying!

(I'm pissed off!)

Isn't it okay to celebrate birthdays with band members since we're friends? Am I the only one thinking that?

(Do you even understand the meaning of birthdays? It's the day you guys were born, screaming and all!)

Family, friends, band members.

(If even one of them was missing, my life would be completely different by now.) The genius named "me" wouldn't have been born, wouldn't have encountered guitar. Even if we did meet, everyone around would be lousy, irritating me every day, and I'd never reach the point of playing music properly no matter how much time passed.

"Ah... I see. Don't worry, you don't have to hurry, there's still time, so take it easy. Yeah, see you later." "Megane, what happened to him?" "He woke up feeling dizzy, and he finally calmed down, so he hurried to get ready and leave." "So, he's not coming for a while. ... Alright!" I made a rude noise with a crushed straw and then pushed an empty plastic cup in front of Kouno..

"Buy me another one of these, will you?" "Is that all you want? Anything else?" "I'll let you off with this much."

I said smugly, and then added, "Today's drink money is separate, by the way. Celebrate me and drink with all your might!"

Because I don't want to say a cheesy line like "The thing I want the most, I already bought it a long time ago." even if I die.

[momorin-translations]

DIG-ROCK Impish Crow Vol. 1 Part 3: Foreshadowing

Track 03 前兆 Foreshadowing (9:53)

Listen along here: https://open.spotify.com/track/3EkrlNMbBLkdo6XtqnWMV1?si=103f7d33bbb747ca

Toki: Hmm, Mitsuru and Hibari aren’t here. Ah, just got a message from them. Looks like they’ll make it on time. 

Toki: “Getting hamburgers in front of the train station,” and send. 

Tsugumi: Ahh, I’m hungry~

Toki: You’re already going to eat that much? You have the bentos, don’t you? 

Tsugumi: I’ve decided that’s going in a different stomach.

Toki: You’re going to get fat.

Tsugumi: Unfortunately for you, I don’t get fat no matter how much I eat~ See? 

Toki: Idiot! Pull that thing down!

Tsugumi: And with that, it’s time to dig in!

Tsugumi: What about Mitsuru and Hibari?

Toki: Eat or talk, pick one or the other. I got a message from Hibari, the two of them are heading here now. Mitsuru’s work ran a bit late. 

Tsugumi: Hmmm… Mmm…

Toki: Hm? What’s up? 

Tsugumi: Studio musicians always end up playing with different people each time, right?

Toki: That’s true. 

Tsugumi: I wonder if it’s fun.

Toki: Well, Mitsuru seems to be having fun, right? Or he would’ve quit a long time ago. 

Tsugumi: I see, that’s true… It’s music after all, just making sounds would be fun. Besides…

Reporter (on TV): Next week, RUBIA Leopard will be releasing a new album! How far will RUBIA Leopard take us along? Look forward to it! (TL: couldn’t pick this up from the background but the reporter’s talking about rubileo here :”))

Toki: RUBIA Leopard… 

Tsugumi: Hm? Did you say something? 

Toki: Ah no, it’s nothing. 

Reporter (on TV): (???) You won’t be able to look away! That’s all for now, see you next week! (TL: couldn’t get this either wahhh T T)

Tsugumi: Hey Toki, give me a sip of your oolong tea.

Tsugumi: Toki?

Toki: A-ah, sure.

Tsugumi: What’s up?

Toki: Mm… Tsugu, you still don’t want to make a pro debut? 

Tsugumi: Not at all. What, you want to go pro?

Toki: Not me, but you-

Mitsuru: Ah, there they are.

Tsugumi: Mitsuru, Hibari, over here!

Mitsuru: Sorry we’re late. 

Toki: Don’t sweat it, you’re right on time for when we planned to meet.

Mitsuru: It’s just like Hibari said.

Hibari: It’s Toki we’re talking about, I figured he wouldn’t say anything about us coming at the last minute.

Toki: You’re not very reliable…

Hibari: I know that~

Mitsuru: Hey, if we’re okay on time is it okay if I grab a bite?

Toki: That’s fine, but Tsugu got bentos from work for us too. 

Mitsuru: I’ll eat that, but I also want french fries. I’m also buying a vanilla shake for Hibari. 

Hibari: Haha, thank you. 

Toki: We can’t rest for too long, got it? 

Mitsuru: Got it.

Tsugumi: Ah Mitsuru, could you get chicken nuggets too? 

Toki: You’re still going to eat more?

Tsugumi: It’s fine, isn’t it?

Toki: Hey, you-! You said you’d only take a sip!

Tsugumi: Ah, I’ve been caught. But it’s just a little oolong tea~

Toki: If you wanted to drink it then buy it for yourself in the first place. 

Tsugumi: Fine, fine, I got it~ Can’t be helped, I’ll buy you another one so cheer up! ‘Kay?

Toki: Tch, why does it sound like I’m the one being selfish… 

Hibari: Hey, Toki-kun. 

Toki: Huh?

Hibari: What were you talking about with Tsugu-chan? When Mitsuru and I first got here, you had a troubled expression. 

Toki: Ah, you must’ve imagined it. 

Hibari: Hmm… 

Toki: What is it?

Hibari: Hmm, it’s nothing~ It was my imagination, right? 

Toki: Hrgh… 

Hibari: Someone’s getting a call. This is Tsugu-chan’s, isn’t it?

Toki: That guy forgot his phone again… I always tell him to keep it on him because of stuff like this. 

Hibari: Ah, it’s from Tobi-chan! He won’t end the call, huh… Maybe it’s something urgent?

Toki: Mm… Well, whatever. Hello, Tobikura-san? It’s Mizukawa. Tsugu just stepped away, so you can talk to me if you’d like. Ah, that… In that case, I have something to ask. Is that alright? Ah, but we’re about to start practice. Ah yes, I’ll talk to you again tonight. Thank you. 

Hibari: You really are overprotective when it comes to Tsugu-chan aren’t you, Toki-kun? 

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Hibari: Yup, right on time.

Hibari: Toki-kun, wake up.

Toki: Mm… Morning, Hibari. 

Hibari: Morning. I have a class first thing in the morning today, so I’m heading out. I’ll leave the key here. Leave it by the post as always. 

Toki: Got it. Ah, did you eat?

Hibari: I’ll eat out. The snacks we got from the convenience store on our way back from practice yesterday, they’re in the kitchen, alright?

Toki: Thanks. Sorry for intruding like this every time. 

Hibari: Don’t worry about it. It’s easier for all four of us to gather in a wide place like this, right? 

Toki: There’s no way you did, but is that why you got such a spacious room… 

Hibari: Hmm, correct~ It was just Mitsuru and me in our first year, but I knew that by the next year you and Tsugu-chan would be stopping by. Four guys settling down in a student’s one-room apartment would be way too cramped and narrow, I just couldn’t do that.

Toki: Did you tell your parents that?

Hibari: Of course not. I just said this is a good place. The rent for this place being 8,000 or 10,000 yen is just a calculation error, just an error~

Toki: An error that’s almost twice the amount…

Hibari: Toki-kun, you’re so serious~ Since they’re my parents, it’s okay to rely on them while I can, right?

Hibari: You also want to head off by 2, right? You’ll be late if you keep laying around like that. See you later.

Toki: Even with everything he says, that guy always goes to school right on time, huh. 

Tsugumi: Mm… The smell of food.

Toki: You’re finally up! Your food is ready. 

Tsugumi: Eh, for real? A ready meal as soon as you wake up is the best~ I’m going to live here from now on. 

Toki: Just saying, this is Hibari’s place and I’m a guest. 

Tsugumi: Let’s live here as the four of us~ Huh, where’s Hibari?

Toki: He went to school a while ago. Besides that, Tsugu, go wake up Mitsuru. 

Tsugumi: Don’t make such a hard request, you should do it!

Toki: He didn’t wake up when I tried so I’m leaving it up to you. 

Tsugumi: There’s no way, he definitely won’t get up. Mitsuru won’t get mad if the food gets cold anyway, let’s give it up. 

Toki: It can’t be helped, I’ll try again later. 

Tsugumi: Ahh, I’m starving… What’d I even eat yesterday? A hamburger, bento, and…

Toki: Your stomach really burns through food, huh.

Tsugumi: Even if you ask me, it’s a mystery to me too. Thank you for the meal!

Tsugumi: Ah, instant miso soup. 

Toki: If you’re going to complain you don’t have to eat it. 

Tsugumi: I’m not complaining. I meant that miso soup right when you wake up instantly gives you energy~

Toki: Is that right? 

Tsugumi: Besides that, the thing we were thinking about yesterday, let’s try to make it work before the next live. 

Toki: The live’s next week, right? If we rehearse after thinking about it more, we’ll barely make it. If you’re really serious about making it happen…

Tsugumi: I am serious. Toki: Easier said than done.

Tsugumi: Eh? Toki, are you giving up? 

Toki: Don’t talk like that.

Tsugumi: If you love me, shouldn’t you give it your all ‘til you drop dead? Toki: Such bad tastes…

Toki: Thanks for the meal.

Tsugumi: Time for school?

Toki: I’m a student after all. Ah that’s right, you work until the evening, right? Come with me to go out with Tobikura-san tonight. He went out of his way to invite us after all. 

Tsugumi: Ah that’s right, I got a message from him yesterday, I totally forgot. But what does he want to show us? 

Toki: Who knows? 

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hi hi!! after a long while, track 3 is finally finished~ thank you so much for bearing with me :”) <33 summer break is approaching at my uni, so please look forward to more TLs soon! as always, please let me know if you catch any mistakes and i’ll be sure to fix those asap (i’m still determined to catch what that reporter said...). in the meantime, please enjoy and see you next time ;D <3

[hadukilina]

[semisolidmind]

In your survivor au, what do you think DogDay's reaction would be anytime he found y/n with CatNap? (That includes mostly when catnap snags y/n for cuddles)

just curious lol I wanna hear your thoughts

rage.

dogday has very little tolerance for catnap's tomfoolery, especially in the first few days of their attempt at coexistence. he keeps a close eye on both catnap and y/n, just to make sure the cat doesn't try anything.

of course, he can't be with y/n all the time. so perhaps there's an instance where he, poppy, and kissy are out on a walk while y/n is in town; he doesn't expect them back for a while.

however, y/n gets home a bit early. catnap, noticing the lack of opposition, sees an opportunity.

he watches. he waits for the right moment. then he pounces.

with a small dosage of red smoke (not enough to fully knock them out, but enough to make them slow and groggy), catnap steals y/n away to the barn, picking them up by the back of their coat. they struggle weakly as he saunters into the barn, heaving himself and his quarry up into the loft in one jump.

he gently deposits y/n into his nest before curling up around them. he settles, ignoring their slurred admonishing in favor of rubbing his face against their hair. he purrs. he's just taking the attention he believes he's owed, after all. they're so doting on the other toys...it's only fair he get some of his savior's attention, too.

as the effects of the red smoke slowly wear off, y/n sighs and seems to accept their fate of being cuddled. they can't exactly move the heavy, powerful limbs holding them close.

so, they talk to catnap. they try to convince him that kidnapping them isn't the way to go about getting attention, but the feline simply gazes at y/n through lazily lidded eyes. when their pleas for freedom go unheard, y/n resigns themself to their fate; instead, they tell him about whatever it is they got done that day. at least the occasional twitch of a large purple ear lets them know that he's listening.

meanwhile, dogday and the girls are returning from their walk, flowers and a few foraged mushrooms in hand. dogday sees y/n's vehicle in front of the garage, and assumes they're in the house. except, when he goes inside, calling for them, there's no answer. poppy yells for them too, checking the rooms upstairs.

"they're not here!" she calls back to dogday.

a chill goes down his spine and his hackles immediately raise.

catnap.

dogday is out the front door in a flash, snagging his axe (it's a normal size, but it looks smaller in his hands) from the side of the house on the way.

he runs towards the barn, knowing that's where that thing took his angel.

dogday kicks the weathered double doors in, head snapping in the direction of the loft. just as he suspected, catnap has y/n trapped between his deadly claws, prone and vulnerable.

"catnap!" he roars in outrage. "i swear if you've hurt them in any way, i'll—!"

y/n calls his name, and he stops. through his rage, he sees them. they're...they're not hurt. though he's glad to see them unharmed, he won't be happy until they're safely away from his enemy. he hears y/n sigh tiredly.

this isn't the first time this has happened, and it won't be the last.

they sluggishly pull themselves from between catnap's paws, and though the cat grumbles his discontent, he's obviously not looking to start a fight with the pissed off dog still brandishing an axe down below. the look y/n gives him cows him even more. he looks away, and allows y/n the space to stand. as much as he wishes he could keep them, their ever-so-loyal hound won't allow it.

he'll have to be sneakier next time.

y/n shakily stands up. they've built up some tolerance to the red smoke, but... it can still knock them off their feet if they're not expecting it. they make their way to the lofts' rickety ladder, only taking a few steps down before dogday is there, gathering them into one arm (the other still holding his axe, eyes never leaving catnap and ready to swing the moment the feline moves).

y/n sighs again. they rest their head on dogday's shoulder, slumping down as he quickly gets them out of the barn. they hear more than see dogday slam the barns' doors shut. they can feel how his breathing slows from its angry seethe, calmer now that they're with him.

y/n can feel how the large canine presses his head to theirs, giving an affectionate nuzzle that earns a little laugh from them. he huffs a bit, still upset that he wasn't able to stop them from being nabbed in the first place.

on their way back into the house, dogday leaves his axe on the porch, closing and locking the front door behind them.

poppy and kissy are in the living room, and they watch dogday carry y/n upstairs. poppy shakes her head and sighs. she's really not sure why y/n won't just let dogday kill catnap, especially since the feline keeps doing stuff like this. she puts that thought to the side as she and kissy decide on a movie.

dogday takes y/n into their shared room. he lays them gently on the bed, helping them remove their shoes and coat. y/n groans and pulls themself under the covers. the smokes' effects will fully wear off in a couple of hours, but for now it feels like serious jetlag. y/n closes their eyes.

as they settle in, they hear dogday sigh. as expected, he begins to settle himself next to them, curling up and holding them close. one large hand rests on their back, gently stroking their shoulder. y/n nuzzles into the soft fur of his chest.

as they fall asleep under the watchful eye of their guard dog, y/n hopes they can maintain some semblance of peace between their family and the stray in the barn.

[jaehymrk]

after her father.

jude bellingham x fem!reader + mini daughter bellingham. fluff. jude who became a star for his daughter.

Your daughter giggled loudly, clapping her hand aggressively as Jude scored a goal for Real Madrid, his team. In your arms, your daughter jumped up and down showing off her growing teeth. You smiled widely, eyes twinkling in adoration to see your daughter being merry and joy at the loud cheer for her father. 

Jude ran in front of the crowd, his eyes eagerly dancing through the crowd to find his girls to meet the gaze of his little one clapping hands like everyone else. As the whole stadium of Bernabéu roared for Jude Bellingham, his heart soared high seeing his daughter in the midst of the crowd clapping and smiling just for him. 

He smiled, blowing a few kisses repeatedly toward your direction, your daughter excitedly nodded trying to catch his kisses. "Mommy, blow papa kiss." She mumbled, holding your cheeks tight with her small hand. With her order, you jokingly nodded following her action. 

As the players gathered to cheer Jude, the billboard on the stadium captured your daughter with her doe eyes sparkling bright and her big smile. "Do the pose you prepared for papa." You whispered in her ears, as she giggled to your words tingling in her ears. 

Jude is a superstar in her eyes. As he is away for matches or training, all she would watch is more contents of her father uploaded on social media. The constant giggles of Jude scoring a goal or making a scene with the referee. Your daughter learnt quickly about her father through youtube, regardless if it were some cuss words or some facial expression, she followed through.

Jude squinted his eyes gazing at his little girl as she swung her arm open wide just like her father as you strengthen your hold onto your baby protectively. People stood up from the benches cheering and applauding for Jude’s daughter. He stood in admiration to see how quickly his daughter is becoming like him. 

"That's my baby taking after me, innit." Jude chuckled, going back to his position with the rest of his teammates laughing with him. This win is an absolute must, considering his daughter being in one of the benches where he has to still be the superstar that he is for his daughter. 

You walked through the tunnel to meet Jude as your daughter waddled her way with her tiny little feet to meet her father. After the billboard incident, there were numerous people waving at your daughter with their phone hounding and recording her. 

She paused, you bent down to meet her eye level, she wrapped her arm around your neck. “Mommy, can I go to papa?” She whispered as she twirled onto her hair playfully messing up the hairstyle you made for her. You smiled slowly letting go of her hand, seeing as a sign, she jumped before pacing forward to her father who had been waiting for her in the field. 

You glanced worriedly but Jude had been on both of his knees opening his arm open for his little one to run into his embrace. All your worries vanished as she had landed on his arm safely. "I got you, i got you, i got you." Jude mumbled under his breath. You gently walked toward the father-daughter duo that were having their own moment. Jude glanced at the side to see you approaching before he motioned you to come faster.

"Hi" You whispered softly, wrapping your hand around his forearm. Jude smiled down, leaning in for a peck. Your daughter covered her eyes, "Papa, me first." Your daughter pulled Jude away from you, holding his cheeks tight.

In that moment, you were burning with love.

[kaoharu]

listening to the previews again ^–^ why is halation so good