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[rsventhesecondd]

help me, I'm ovulating!

nagi seishiro x ovulating gamer f!reader ᰔ

description . whereas you're gaming w your bf, but something feels off ! reblogs appreciated. warnings . mentions of sexual themes such as riding , doing it raw , more . Unproof-read for now , all characters used is aged up

You and Nagi feel the same way when it comes to games. You often pick playing games together rather than going out on dates — they say we should go on a double date together? oh, but valorant just released an update, no thanks! 

—

You and Nagi were playing video games together on shared bed as per usual, but somehow you seemed a bit different. 

"Mm, you okay?" nagi asks, following with you letting out a gruff as you die for the 5th time. "Yeah, this is the controls fault. " you reply, pressing the controls, " If you say so :x " he said, tone with the slightest hint of sarcasm

Sure, Nagi has seen times where you're not in the mood to play games, or when you genuinely suck— after all, he was the one that introduced you to different types of them. But today, something feels off; but he just brushed it off.

 The final level hits, and of course– you died after the first few minutes, leaving Nagi alone to finish it. You sigh, putting your phone down. Oh, you promised to finish this game with him, but you're ovulating, and your patience is starting to run thin. You silently swallowed as you observed at his focused expression, eyes darting from his face to his fingers as it moved in swift motion. As if you had taken an asprodisiac, you couldn't help but think on some indecent thoughts as you felt a slight fuzz all around you.

You silently crept up closer to him, slightly lifting his shirt up as you drew circles on his abdomen with your fingers, earning a 'oh?-like reaction from him, he glanced at you briefly, still focused on his game– his breathing going slightly heavy. You slowly tugged on the hem of his boxer shorts, not completely pulling it as if asking for permission. "Now? but 'm almost done.", he says breathily " 'can't wait, 'tis will be quick" you reason, before tugging off his shorts completely, taking his balls on your palm as you began to roll your tongue around his tip just to tease him, then taking him in— stroking the rest of him that you couldn't take in with your free hand, earning a breathy groan from him. " but i- was almost done.. " he says, putting his phone down as he throws his head back, gripping your hair for support. You continue bobbing your head up and down as you feel him unconciously thrust his hip up your mouth with his release, causing you to gag, tasting his bitter-sweet cum. You pull away from his cock, licking your lips. 

" Can you ride me? " nagi says in a monotone. 

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 Oh how he loved seeing you in control, man handling him like that— swaying your hips up and slaming it down his thighs as he fondles with your breast, teething with one of your nippes, bruising it in the process.

But as much as he loves this side of you, once you hand over control even just the slightest, he can't help but take control. 

Once your positions switch, he doesn't waste any second to push in his cock in and out in a steady pace. If theres a thing that requires alot of work that he likes the most, then it's you. 

" so s'good" he breathes out, as he draws lazy circles on your clit with his index fingers, earning a moan from you. 

"Look at me, baby" he said, removing his grip from your now bruised hip to your cheek. You arch your back and let out a moan as he fastened his pace, pulling you into a kiss. "ks me back" he says, moving his tongue against yours. You wish you could, but you were too focused on the knot building up inside your stomach. "Sei, 'm close" you whimper out after pulling away.  After a few more thrusts, the two of you reached your release together. Nagi, groaning as he pulls out from you.

" 'nother round, please?" ,

he huffs " m'kay.. but you're doing all the work this time "

—

well, technically when you promised him you'd finish the game with him— you didn't specify when. :3

note . this was kinda rushed, so sorry! I had to submit a 1 page essay about why studying helps me ( it doesn't, it makes my brain into shit. )

[kazumist]

nandito lang, nag aabang

sabi ko nga gagawa na ulit ako ng twitter account para tapusin at irepost ang iba kong au 😿

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˗ˏˋ ꒰ YOU ARE A LIGHT OF EYES OF MINE꒱ ˎˊ˗ ballader / wanderer

you are a ray of light in his impenetrable darkness..

✧ warnings — mention of angst, fem ! reader, doomed relationship, mention of organs. ✧ a/n — sorry for the absence, i was busy writing part 3 of the fic with yandere scara) but for now enjoy a little angst ( BRUUH I will delete this shii tomorrow 💀)

must listen with .. A Little Death – The Neighbourhood

Scaramouche had been stabbed in the back three times, but only after the third time had he finally learned not to expose her to the blow, but to strike first. It was easy to hate people - easier than he had initially thought. Vicious, petty, deceitful and infinitely selfless in their desire to prolong life at any cost, even when it was devoid of the slightest sense… They worshiped the Gods with the most sincere faces, and then sinned with selfless rapture. They smiled kindly, showered pleasantries as if they were gold coins, but each time they began to swear as soon as they realized that there was no longer any need for pretense.

And that made it even more disgusting to realize that some part of his non-existent puppet soul continued to stubbornly strive to acquire this very notorious "humanity". The emptiness where the ribs should have been itched and burned - and he hoped to fill this hole with someone else's blood, pain and suffering.

Killing people is also simple - simpler than he initially thought. They have fragile bones, soft skin and hot hearts that beat in his palms in the last dying fit with quivering clots of bloody flesh.

But the Balladeer did not see beauty in human hearts - slippery, disgusting to the touch and foul-smelling. Disgusting even from an aesthetic point of view. He sincerely tried to discern something in them that would arouse at least a bit of interest in him, but stubbornly did not find it. Or he simply desperately did not want to notice anything, in order to finally convince himself that imitation of people is a waste of time, effort, not worth its cost.

The Electro Archon puppet is created to be the perfect vessel for the Deity. He is above people by right of his birth, by any other right that exists. Electro Gnosis alone will be more than enough to replace some pathetic piece of flesh that drives blood through the veins.

The divine doll Electro Archon was hardly interested in the human body in such a… vicious and obscene aspect.

If he had no need for food, water, or banal rest, then for bed games - and even more so! And did Raiden think about such functions of the puppet organism, creating it…

But when he found such an innocent and bright creature as you, somehow managed to change his opinion about the human race. Hah.. In all his 500 years, he could not even imagine that a creature like him would so tenderly embrace, so passionately kiss and speak such sickeningly sweet words to some human maiden…; he always considered human feelings so alien and forgotten for him, Its uch an unearthly and alien feeling for him… so wrong, but so pleasant… It's as if you're dispelling his bitterness with your sweet taste.

He had no idea how he allowed some girl like you to cross the dangerous line and get so close to him.. Although he does not regret anything. But sometimes he thinks that it was better to kill you then than to break your fragile, like crystal soul into a thousand pieces… He initially understood that your attachment to him was a mistake. A terrible mistake.

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[rsventhesecondd]

GENSHIN MEN WHO ,

featuring . scaramouche and kazuha ! part 1

warnings . kind of cliché, heavily rushed — so sorry!

note . yes, this was edited incase some of you notice :3

kaedehara kazuha ! interviewing— now..

kazuha. who always watches your favorites show(s) , series, with you. Despite being tired from work, when he comes home— that smile of yours is enough to soothe him.

what's something that you haven't told your lover?      

" One of [name]'s favorite thing to do while watching is munching on something with me, specially sour punch bites. They always takes all the red ones because I don't like them.  They always say how lucky it is that it turned out that way since it was their favorite, and it reminded them of me. " kazuha says in a soft tone. 

" The red ones are also my favorite, but they can have them. " he said with a genuine smile.

I think he's the type of person that would genuinely look like this ' :) ' because he can't help himself from smiling too much when he talks about you.

— 🍁

raiden kunikuzushi ! interviewing— refused?

scaramouche. who always curses at you over small things and acts like he hates you, but he doesn't actually mean it. He just genuinely has a sharp tongue as effect from all the trauma and abandonment he has experienced. 

But at the end of the day, he is there when you need him the most. Even though it might seem like the opposite, he just hasn't felt this type of affection from anyone at all in a long time, so he feels confused as on what to do with genuine love.

what's something you haven't told your lover?

" Who are you to ask me such questions? " — " Um, your interviewer?"

" Whatever! I'm leaving, this show isn't shit anyways" , well that's how the interview goes. cannon because I say so, but I'll tell you in his place for the sake of the show.

something he doesn't tell you .  despite acting all uninterested with what you feel or other opinions , he actually tends to be considerate. He just doesn't know how to show it the usual way, so he shows it in his own. You don't like ' —— ' ? Okay, he'll keep that in mind. You like ' ——— ' ? Okay, he'll keep that in mind aswell.

he's like your grandpa that when you say something like for example " This bread tastes good. " then the next day, you literally have a whole box of them. And when you question him why there's so much, he reasons 'he bought it along the way'. 

—👾

[rsventhesecondd]

↖︎ featuring itoshi sae + itoshi rin ┆best in mobile

sypnosis . whereas— you're blood related to two famous football players world wide. In other words, siblings. 01 ◠ next – masterlist

You sat down on your chair, opening an old cardboard box filled with medals and old trophies.

Nothing really seemed out of the ordinary, just football trophies, and.. an old photo book.

You flipped through the pages of it, remembering those fond moments of you and your siblings, unbeknownst to yourself that you were smiling as a burst of memories flood in. Although the memories that came with the rest of the pictures are rather a hazy blur, you stumbled upon the last photo of the book as you flipped through the pages.

It was a photo of you three together.

An actual photo that atleast looked presentable.

Well, aside from that really big smile you have and the two of your brothers in a frown— you'd say this is the most presentable one yet. Your smile grows, replaying the clear memory of that moment, one that you promised to yourself you'd never forget.

You were on the 3rd grade, same as Rin, while Sae was on the 5th. It was the junior championships, second phase of the sports festival. You were ecstatic, after all what proud sister wouldn't? You watched as Sae swiftly passing the ball to Rin, followed by Sae precisely kicking the ball towards the Goal— finishing the game. 

" Smile for the picture ! " the camera man said. 

Sae is in the middle of his team holding a trophy, with a face that says 'It's only natural to win' , and a bored look. Next to him  was you smiling, proud. And to the other side, he notices Rin, with a noticable frown. He goes in thought for a moment, then handing Rin his trophy while looking away, slightly embarrassed since he wasn't used to showing affection so openly to his brother, or anyone really. And finally, the photo was taken. Rin on the other hand, was still mesmerized by the trophy, it being the first one he's ever held. You notice their small interaction and couldn't help but give a grin. You know that Sae wasn't the type to show such affection, given the tall walls he put up at such young age. Sometimes, you even wonder if he considers you and rin siblings or just, some distant relative that is blood related. But that one small moment was just enough reassurance that what you have put countless thoughts on was fortunately wrong. 

You look at the photo, still fresh. Bowing to never forget this moment.

"If I win, our dreams over"  Sae states, his feet hovering over the ball. "I.. I don't want to" Rin mutters out, "I don't want to play a game like this."  

"You Ready Rin?" he says, in that same blank tone. "This is a one shot match." 

"Why?.." 

"Rin, in the four years I was away from here..."

" What have you been doing? "

along with the fond memory of a moment that you vow will never disappear, another comes along, one you'll never forget, the day Sae left.

There you were, watching them as you dropped the small stuff toy Sae has given you for your 12th birthday. You wanted to say something, get in the middle of this, stop this. But somehow, something was stopping you, you wanted go, but at the moment, your instinct told you that this wasn't the right moment. This was their moment.

Sae was walking towards the airport, until you come rushing to him– trying to stop him. Not atleast without an actual conversation.

"Sae, please.. don't leave. Don't leave us." You plead, tears running down eyes.

Sae stops, not even turning around. " Maybe you see me as someone special to you." he says, in that same blank tone. "But to me," his breath hitches ever so slightly. It's almost unnoticeable, but you know. "You're just an eyesore of an annoying little sister."

" You don't mean that." you say, letting out a sniffle. "We're siblings. You don't.. mean that." you say, trying to holding back more tears.

"Don't be so full of yourself just by being born as my sister. If you can't play football, you're not worth anything at all." , he says "You're not necessary in my life anymore"

"Get lost, [name]" his final words before leaving.

note . yes, some of these happened cannonly . Omf I accidentally deleted this post, so I had to rewrite a bunch of stuff. But hey, atleast I got it done! anyways, I got the translations from netflix, + here's where I got inspo from

upd : hi, i've recently noticed I havent made a masterlist for this since this was my first ff.. so i made one and changed the fonts a bit !!

[rsventhesecondd]

bitter , Nagi Seishiro ! — self request

sypnosis stating red flags 

note ⧽ some parts may seem rushed or ooc in other peoples opinion. english isn't our first language, so please bare with oncoming vocabulary or grammatic mistakes. (๑°⌓°๑) authors note . this idea suddenly popped up my mind. I feel like as a friend or not, Nagi can be considered a red flag 🤔 ( before i get cancelled i love him ok... ) + rushed, not proof read

nagi seishiro who , was always a red flag— even with you.

— people always assume the best in NAGI seishiro , but realistically how do you think he would actually act like if put in same situation people has deluded themself in but with non mutual communication ?

ིྀnagi seishiro who , absolutely does not give a shit about people in general. non platonic – nor platonic. At the end of the day he'll just go to what benefits him more.

"And then I don't know what to do, I feel like everythings just pointless and—"

                              " I dunno, get a therapist or sum.. "

ིྀnagi seishiro who , slouches all day and does NOTHING at all but play games and sleep. 

you wanna go out? absolutely not. that's too much of a hassle. If you want you can go out by yourself for all he cares. 

ིྀnagi seishiro who , completely loses interest  once he doesn't get what he wants.

what do you mean you won't pass him the controller because it's right beside him? the nerve? he'll literally pay no attention to you all day unless you do him something as a peace offering

ིྀnagi seishiro who , as I said does NOT give a fuck. 

This man will be visibly online but not even seening your messages until 1 WHOLE week then hit you up with "can u come over and bring food to my house" + " im hungry :x "

SHAMELESSLY + would guilt trip you into saying "reo would do it , —just saying..." almost EVERYTIME you don't oblige to his requests.

ིྀnagi seishiro who , again as I said will and will only go to what makes him happy and whats less of a hassle. 

so expect the possibility of him being all around. Hundreds wo(men) fawning over him = spoiling him and less work.

who's that girl he's talking to on vc? oh, nobody. Just someone who promised to give him the new rare skin that released today in exchange of being friends. ( 'JUST ' friends, totally good intention. trust!! )

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insecurities , — Nagi Seishiro ! anon request :3

sypnosis whereas reader is feeling insecure about her body weight.

warnings . mentions of slight trauma, vulgar words, fluff, angst, nsfw, not proof read yet , all characters used are aged up. note ⧽ some parts may seem rushed or ooc in other peoples opinion. english isn't my first language, so please bare with oncoming vocabulary or grammatic mistakes. (๑°⌓°๑) authors note . the ending was kinda rushed, and sorry this was late. But hey, please enjoy reading !

You nervously stood on the scale, watching the numbers go up as your manager stood ahead of you. Your eyes widening slightly as the numbers went up from the usual limit. 

" Ms. [ last name ] , we've talked about this. Have you not been doing the... diet that we've told you to do? " She then said, stopping in the midst of the sentence to look at the scale, then to you.  

"I- " You stuttered to defend yourself , voice almost visibly breaking. You were embarrassed. Yes, you were nervous about checking your weight, yes you had doubts about your body; but there was a small glint that wanted you to atleast hope that you weren't doing anything wrong. 

" I think not. " Your manager said, raising a brow. " You will not be walking on the runway, and Miss Mikage will be taking your place " 

"But I worked hard for that position! I spent nights prac-" 

" You are dismissed. " Said your manager, cutting you off. 

You walk away in defeat, sadness washing all over you. You worked hard to be in this position, you've gotten rejected multiple times, cried over this multiple times, and the year you finally have gotten chosen to show the talent you've been working hard for— this is what you get? 

"She finally got woken up to reality." , 

"She thinks she's all better than us when the reason she got in here was because of her connections." , 

"I heard the only reason the company accepted her because she's the wife of a famous football player."

The people surrounding you murmured in a secretive tone, despite you hearing them loud and clear. 

Instead of lashing out your anger, you wouldn't want to risk your job even further. So you chose to be the 'bigger person' and walk away. 

You reached your house, opening the door as you found a pair of mens shoes placed hastily on the floor. You sigh, fixing them up as you took yours off and placed it beside neatly. 

You went to the sofa, not bothering to greet your now husband– Nagi since you were too stressed with all the things going on. 

I mean, you couldn't understand. Sure, you were the wife of a famous football player. But you worked hard for this position, you went through those interviews, questions, and so what if you were only accepted because of your 'connections' ? 

Is it so wrong that you eat like a normal human being? 

You DONT understand. Is this what you've been dreaming of? Is this the dream that you wanted so badly, is this the feeling of achieving the dream that you've worked your ass off? 

You started to overthink, you started to wonder— am I not enough? Is this what everyone thinks of me? Do I even deserve this life? Do I even deserve Na- 

"Baby?" A familiar voice questioned, his tone more of a hum. 

You know, Nagi really cares about his games. He'd choose to slump all day if he could. Actually, if you were to describe him– hell he'd probably care about nothing at all. 

But the moment he hears the front door creek, the sound of your shoes tapping as you place it  on the floor— even though your usual 'Nagi, I'm home' wasn't heard, he was sure it was you. 

His eyes perk up ever so slightly, still, he focused on his game; but this time, with the thought of you coming to greet him in his mind. He waited, and waited, but to no avail. And once he fully takes his headphones off, he hears– muffled sobs? 

Ah, that's it. It was your voice. But, why does it make him feel so.. so hurt? Getting up is a nuisance, greeting you is a nuisance, but what's this? The moment he opened the bedroom door to see your crying state, it was automatic. 

He walked towards you, sitting down the couch as he sees your heartbreaking state. "[Name] ? .." he asked, pausing– it was his first time seeing you like this. "Huh? What happened?" He said, reaching out his hand

As much as you wanted to bawl out crying into his arms, you couldn't shake the worry that echoed through your brain. "Go away." You retorted, voice almost breaking. 

'huh?' 

Was what Nagi thought at the moment. What'd he do wrong? Why are you being like this? Why are you acting like this? Why why why why? 

"I don't deserve you." You muttered out. 

"Huh? t're you talking about?" He said, in actual confusion — head tilting slightly to the side.

"I don't deserve you. Let's end this." You said, getting up.

Then a hand pulling you back down. 

"What are you—" 

Your eyes soften as he cuts you off with a kiss. 

You wish you could've resisted, but your body just reacted. The way his tongue slowly slid in your mouth, kissing you in that same lazy pattern. How could someone resist such thing?

"Ah, what a hassle." Nagi says, pulling away. 

" You don't have to console me if I'm such a hassle " You retort , looking away.  

"Mmm, you being sad is a hassle. I don't like it." He says, head snuggling to your chest. He stays silent for a quick second, thinking of a a way to have you feel better. "You can tell me what happened if you want, I don't think of it as a hassle when it comes to listening to you." 

Unknowingly once again, tears welled up your eyes from hearing his words. Do you really deserve someone like him? And when your tears stream, so did your feelings. You unconsciously let your mouth run about how shitty your boss was and your surroundings, how you felt, and everything else that bothered you. 

And there was Nagi. 

Nagi who would've fallen asleep if it were someone else speaking

Nagi who would've chosen to play his games and put on his headphones rather than to listen to some girl crying 

You know, ultimately — Nagi never thought he would be the type of person to really care. But when he saw you crying, talking about the things that bothered you; it bothered him too. 

Just as you thought he fell asleep listening your rants as you muttered 'what'd I expect' , you see him suddenly look up. "I'll tell reo to transfer you to a different company tomorrow.. but first, I need to remind you something, 'kay?"

He leans in once more, his lips lazily moving against yours as he almost effortlessly changed your positions, his slim hands holding your thighs as you wrapped your arms around his neck. 

He suddenly stood up, a slight gasp leaving your lips as you felt him move. Nagi interrupts your attempt to speak once again with a following kiss as he made ilis way to your joint bedroom, carefully placing you down on the bed. 

He pulls away, finding you already unbottoning your blouse as he removes his shirt. And when you do take off your clothes, he stares at your body for a while— the thoughts of insecurity in your mind growing as you see his lips move to speak. 

" s' pretty.." He said, hands giving a quick run on your waist down your thighs as he spreads them. "Mm, I think you shouldn't listen to what they say. They haven't seen how pretty you are." 

Nagi added, his fingers slipping down your underwear as he puts two digits inside of you. You let out a strained moan, hand quickly covering your mouth as he  curled up his fingers, pushing them in and out swiftly. 

He takes your hand off your mouth, snuggling his face onto it slightly. " wanna hear you moan out my name " 

He says, removing his fingers as he pushes his tip against your entrance— then almost slamming it all in, causing you to jolt. "Sei—" You moan out, followed by another as he went on to steady his pace. 

"Need to remind you how perfect you are" He mumbled, lips on your neck as he leaves a mark, his free hand spreading your other thigh slightly further to angle his hips up to that spot. 

"Fuck. Y' feel so good." Nagi added, ramming into you continuously, his grip on your thigh. "Sei, 'm close!" You whimper out in response your head moving back as you gripped on the sheets. 

After a few final thrusts, you both reached your high as you lie restless. 

"I love you." You mumble out as Nagi basically collapses on you.

"Again."

"I love you."

"Again" 

"I love you."

And the cycle repeats until he falls asleep.

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sypnosis –  whereas [name]  is a hopeless romantic that had a few unpleasant relationships in the past. Renting boyfriends have been booming, considering the fact that her friends saw videos about renting a boyfriend in Japan. And well, her friends push her to trying it— in hopes of bringing back the past feelings of love she felt before. 

𐙚⋆.˚₊ ... RENT A BOYFRIEND ! masterlist .˚₊ — sincerely , @rsventhesecondd . Rebloggs are highly appreciated :3

chapter one . unexpected company

chapter two . mission failed successfully

chapter three . new student

chapter four . friendly spar

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sypnosis. whereas — you're blood related to two famous football players worldwide. In other words, ' siblings ' 03 ◠ masterlist , previous – next

[ point of view ]

I stood my ground, staying calm. Cameras all around, lights flashing me ever so often. My eyes stray and dart as people go wild. One hand after the other, a reporter after reporter they ask me questions– and I stay still trying not to be conquered. 

"Miss Itoshi. We were told by co-director Sir Ego Jinpanchi, that the two Itoshi brothers were participating.  — So why is it that it is announced that he has been kicked out?"  A reporter spoke out, followed by cheers of the crowd. 

I sigh. How'd it end up from being interviewed about bluelocks sucess to being interviewed about it's downhill like the rest? 

The door opens, and a familiar  emerald eyed man walks in. 

"Oh, if it isn't Itoshi sae kun." 

You watched as your brother makes an.. interesting appearance, sighing as you roll your eyes. You and the manager made it clear that there was NO way you'd go and talk to him. Well, in their logic maybe seeing me would make him 'soften' up? to hell that that man would. You could bring him to the netherlands, or straight hell— and he'd stay the same. 

And there you were in the background, blending in with the.. plants? as you crossed your arms with a frown– ( surprisingly ) being quiet as you analyze the conversation. 

Well, same old– same old. Your brother infact DID throw one of his childish fits. The two? They're still intact after those insults, well composed atleast. But not you.

"You can't be talking!" I said, erupting the conversation. 

"You act soo high and mighty, walking around like you're on top of the world since you're 'itoshi sae-kun the king of football' or whatever the fuck they call you! If you're so good at it then stop complaining over a bunch of teammates and prove that you can handle yourself!"  — "It's not like you're scared of a bunch of 'bluelock football amateurs' right?" You added, panting from all the words that came out your mouth. 

Never in his life has he seen you act like that. 

During the times you've played together? you were sore loser.

Whenever you found small misfortunate things, you'd cry. Whenever you and Rin would fight, you'd cry. Whenever you were mad, you'd cry. But this?.. It's not that he was offended by your choice of words. Instead of disappointment, or anger, whatsoever— he found himself trying to hold back a small grin. He was amused at this.

He finally faces you for once in years, muttering some.. words that you couldn't make out.

"Whatever.. just let me pick one. There's an idiot I wanna team up with." 

"What type of security openly lets in a reporter in the headquarters!?" You said, headpalming. 

A video was leaked of you and Itoshi Saes conversation, some parts visibly cut off and edited— causing the results to be misleading.  

"Calm down, everyone!" You said with a bright smile. "It was all just a misunderstanding — so .."

 "And you expect us to believe THAT? We want Itoshi Sae himself to prove it" The crowd boos at you.

"Yes. I can confirm that what she is saying is true." A familiar voice beside you says, while you flinching in reflex.

Your eyes light up, your nervous smile now beaming with confidence. "Funny. Thought you wouldn't come. Guess you do still care for me- or our reputation atleast." You whispered

"Huh? Don't delude yourself. My manager forced me to go."  Sae says in a blunt tone. Surely it wasn't because he was worried of you or anything..

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sypnosis. whereas you're blood related to teo famous football players worldwide. In other words, 'siblings' . playlist – warnings

part one. distant memories

part two. interviewing the interviewer

part three. distaster strikes

part four. to be continued

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chapter one .  friendly visit

chapter two .  unspoken words

chapter three.  explanation 

chapter four.  last goodbye — ending ):

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introducing — the furin rbf workers ! :3

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mitsuki kiryu, " ah, I can't believe it's our final year here in furin " (*´д`*) — " What do you mean side dates? We're only having some fun "

→ was well known even before working at @/rabf , so automatically the company gained more money since who wouldn't want to rent someone like him?

• Tries to keep things 'professional' , but has almost every client following him to his house

"I thought we talked about having side dates that aren't included in your contract with your clients?"

hayato suo , " time flies by so fast, doesn't it? " — " Ah, I think you should look at our contract "

→ joined @/rabf with kiryu for 'fun' , despite keeping things professional without anyone noticing given his unreadable actions — he's one of the most highly requested by clients

He never really intended to use social media this much since he'd rather focus on other stuff

"Oh , but I thought I already told you that I only give out my number for professional purposes only"

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chapter one — friendly visit ! @rsventhesecondd

note . english is not my first language, some parts may seem rushed or ooc in other peoples opinion. (๑´·.̫ · `๑) authors note . I'm gen gonna explode, my tumblr has been malfunctioning again and this isn't the first time it deleted my work. I've lost the other chapters and now I have to rewrite it again ): I didn't notice until I checked my inbox , so this is rushed and not proof read, so sorry !! (*´д`*)

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"Come here you bastard!" Sakura shouts as he runs towards Sugushita, throwing a punch that was then blocked. 

"Suo, do something!" One of the students said.

"Why don't you stop them?" He says with his signature smile, whilst the other two rambled. 

"HELLO EVERYONEE!" The same high pitched ring echoed throughout the room — a familiar voice speaking as the students bowed. The fight between the two then immediately stopping. 

"Huh? How does this work?" 

"You're pushing the wrong button idiot, the mic is working!" A second voice shouted behind the speakers

"Oh" 

"Well anyways! All of you gather at the rooftop tommorrow at 8:20am. we're celebrating a very important day today, okay? I hope you get along, I'm sure you guys wouldn't fight in broad daylight— right? Well, take care!" Said Umemiya, before finally turning of the speakers, a sigh of relief coming from everyone as the ear deafening pitch finally stopped. 

Sugishita on the other hand, tried to wipe the blood off his nose that was resulted by Sakura punching him earlier. 

"Wiping your nose won't help, everyone saw you two fighting, you know" Said Suo who was then shotted by a glare. 

What a normal day in furin Highschool!

The day finally came, and of course, every furin student gathered at the rooftop in anticipation. After all, word has it that all of the four kings will be present. 

"Thank you for gathering everyone," Umemiya said, familiar faces right behind him. Which of course people noticed, right after they gave a bow. 

"As you all know, today is a very special day." He says with a serious face. "Today is.." 

He cuts off, leaving everybody looking at him as their anticipation grew higher. Was another gang coming at them? Was there a new king? 

"Somebody's birthday!!" 

'Huh?' 

Was what the students wondered. 

Who was so important that everyone was gathered? Who was so important that finally, Umemiya was early? 

Was what kept repeating all around the 'silent' murmers of each student. And of course, one student, being the person he is, he didn't hesitate to speak. 

"What the hell—" Shouted Sakura before quickly leaning back at the door suddenly barging open. 

"Whoops. Sorry, I didn't mean it to be that loud." Said a feminine voice before walking in. 

Now, there was one thing on the young boys mind. Which, once again, he didn't hesitate to let out. 

"Huh? Who the hell are you?" He said in his usual aggressive tone. Well, the usual was done and he was cut off, this time by Nirei as he forced Sakura to bow. 

"Of course you don't know. That's one of the furin kings!" Nirei said, quickly taking out his notebook. 

"She's also Umemiya's sister, and see that katana behind her back? That's—" Nirei rambled on.

Well, coming back to you,

You quickly made your way onto your older brother, flashing the same bright smile that he always had on his face. 

"[Na-me]!" Umemiya exaggeratedly said being the person he is. 

As much as you missed your brother, there was something that still lingered in your mind. Your eyes wandering off just for a moment until it lands on a familiar face. You found your brothers usual dramatic antics coming out from your ear to the other as you focused your gaze on the man behind him. 

"I thought you would be late, [Name]"  Said Hiragi, moving slightly towards you. 

You felt your eyes lighten up more, as you spoke with your usual tone. "Huh? What're you talking about?" You spoke. "I'm never late." 

—

"Woah, Hiragi-san — are you smiling?" Asked one of the students. 

"Get back to work with the preparations!" 

—

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chapter two — unspoken words

note . english is not my first language, some parts may seem rushed or ooc in other peoples opinion. (๑´·.̫ · `๑) + unproofread authors note . haha hi guys... I'm back. Well, I'm still on hiatus— i'm soso sorry ive been gone for like more than days even. I've been super busy, so please bare with me (*´д`*)

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Finally the party goes on, Sakura surprisingly being good at grilling things — and well, Umemiya being him.

"[first name] , here taste this!" The white haired man said energetically, shoving a kebab on your hand. Your mouth was full of food. 

"Woah, it tastes good!" You said, munching on it "Did you make this?" 

"Yeah, I grew them myself! I'm glad you asked—" Umemiya said, rambling on and on about his plants , showing pictures of them as little seedlings even. 

You smile, matching his energy; rambling on with him. 

point of view ; backstory incoming 

 I couldn't care less about vedgetables or fruits. 

Behind the joyous laughter and smiles I gave, my intentions remain unscathed. 

" Ume , " 

"Oh, also– look at these pictures of my new plants!" 

, said him with a bright smile. How.. nostalgic 

"Ah, what were you saying [name]?" —

      — " nothing! now, um.. tell me about the plants! "

I couldn't tell him. 

What was the word I used again? Right. Nostalgic 

Nostalgic was the first thing that came to mind when I saw his smile. His smile that never changed, his smile that was once a frown— whilst I have tried and tried to bring it back like a clown. 

—

"Come on, atleast eat somethinggg!" Umemiya insisted with a smile, pushing the plate closer to you. 

Still, your eyes gloom— expression remaining as if words that was said were going through your ear and the other. 

"Yeah, go eat [Name]! you haven't even touched your plate!" One of the other orphans said. Orphans like you. 

Truth to be told, seeing you like this, made his heart shatter.

the situation you were in, not just you, but the situation you both were in. 

he wanted to crash out, cry and bawl like a little kid to his mother. 

But what else could he do? The one whom consoled him everytime he cried, wiping his tears away and any sadness in a fly — was now in a pitful state that he never could have imagine. 

Was that really you? 

" Don't worry mom, i'll make sure to take reaally reaally good care of ume! " You said with a bright smile. 

how he wished he could see that smile once again. 

—

"I knew I could count on you, thank you [name]" , said your mom– followed by your dads voice.

" We'll stop by the icecream shop to get you two your favorite flavors, okay? "  

" Really? You promise? " You said, eyes brightening. 

"Pinky promise"

—

And then, there I was. Standing at their grave. 

I looked to the side, seeing my older brother cry. His hair even started to change in colour from the emotions he's been feeling.

Its my fault, isn't it? I'm the reason they died, I'm the reason they crashed on their way to the store. If not for me, they would've gone straight home from that.. meeting they had. I was should've told them that I didn't want any, I— it's my fault.

or is it?

no, its that rotten corporates fault. 

We were supposed to be happy, it was family day. It was their day off, we were gonna celebrate and stay home play games and watch movies for hours. 

But no. 

They called. And now it was as if they were sending my parents off. 

why? 

 Why? Why my parents? Arent you a big company? Why? Why do you choose the underprivileged people to do the rotten work? Why don't you higher ups do it yourselves? 

Oh wait, I know. 

Because humans are rotten. All of them are trash, they said they would help us, give us a source of income and make our lives better. 

But what'd they do? They took my parents lives instead, took them away from us. Fuck that if this is what they meant by what they said.

Fuck them, fuck everyone else. I'll never forgive them. Ill never believe in what anyone else says.