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Hello! I'm a new follower of yours~ I may not know how much are you in the manga, so this might be a lil spoiler for you (sorry). Suo actually knows the language of flowers! Maybe this could be a req of him courting fem!reader owo

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Flowers for you

Suo x Fem!Reader

TW: assault, reader being used as a hostage, implied bullying? (PLease tell me if I missed a TW!!)

The first time it happens is on a random Monday. A bouquet of different colored camelias being given to you by Suo, a sly smile and unearthly attractive smile on his face as he hands them over. His uncovered eye squinting as he watches you blush at the situation.

"For you, my lady," he says, confirming the main question that was swimming in your brain.

"But... Why?" You ask, genuinely wondering about the reason of the sudden gift. Suo chuckles as you grab the flowers in your hands and hold them closer. "Well..." He starts, turning to walk beside you, hands behind his back as usual, he looks at forward, ignoring your eyes that were intensely looking at him. "They reminded me of you, and there was a special on them, so I decided to try and make your day start in a good way."

That was a lie. Well, part of it was a lie. The beautiful, multicolored camelias did remind him of you, but the bouquet was going to be a lot more expensive if he wasn't recognized by the flower shop owner for saving his daughter from some perverted gang members. Not only was the bouquet free as a payback for saving his daughter, but as a thanks for helping around the town.

"Well then..." You pout, looking away as you arrive at the bridge that connects you to the gates of your school. You genuinely didn't want to leave him there, but you had cleaning duty to go to and if you're one minute late, your class would chew you up, especially now that you had a bouquet of flowers in your hands.

That day you started your day with a smile, and ended it with that same smile.

Suo was right, these flowers did make your day start, and stay, a good way.

The second time was the day after he, and his group, fought a group of drunken, old, perverts decided to take you and your girlfriends from your class as hostages. The glare that Suo sported that day before he quickly beat up the guys that were between him and the guy holding you was still burned into the front of your memories.

His eye seemed to glow under the street lights of the town, movements swifter than a cat but stronger than a bear. The drunken man holding you faltered at the sight of his men being beaten down, quickly seeing the disadvantage he's at. Due to that, he quickly pushes you away, having you land harshly on the ground and enraging Suo further.

After the fight, Suo was silent, too silent for your comfort as he walked you home. His arms weren't behind him, now one was wrapped around your waist and the other in his pocket.

The day after, there were flowers on your door step. Another bouquet and a plush of a fluffy puppy holding it.

The flowers were in a beautiful arrangement of white gardenias, daffodils, primrose primulas, and white heather flowers, a red ribbon tied around the bottom of the stems to keep them together. Under the plush, there is a note from Suo.

His hand writing is gorgeous, letters smooth and readable, sentences arranged in such grace it was shocking to think that this was written by a teenager in a delinquent school.

The letter said: Dear [Name],

I hope this letter finds you well and recovered from what happened yesterday night. I can only imagine how hollow you might feel...

And the rest was history, as tears bubbled up in your eyes and dribbled down your cheeks, the flowers tight in your embrace as your tears soaked into the paper and the top of the plush.

The third and last time was at the end of the day, two months after the incident, and a week before your birthday. You had been talking to some girls, who were gushing and blushing about their crushes while you stayed quiet. Walking out of the school and over the bridge, you see him.

Suo was standing at the other end of the bridge, another bouquet in his hand, a small gift box in his other hand. You paused as the girls beside you start fawning over Suo, talking about how attractive he is, and wondering who those flowers were for, and what about that box?

You were internally sweating, starting to walk behind the girls again, who were giggling and bumping into each other before you.

"So?" One of the prettier girls walks forward, having the guts to confront the delinquent. "Is that for me?" she asks, bottom lip bitten seductively.

Suo smiles at her, "Definitely..." He pauses and looks around the group. "Not," his smile drops before he walks forward and breaks apart the group, until he was in front of you.

"[Name]?" Suo smiles, eye closing with a light blush on his face.

He looked ethereal, better than any mythical, historical, or fictional character you've ever seen in your life. The sun was the perfect shade, hitting his face in every attractive way it could.

"I'm here to give you these," He speaks, his voice soft and nearly musical. He holds out the flowers towards you to take as your cheeks flush a beautiful pink as the situation registers in your mind.

"For me?" You whisper in shock.

"Yes," He nods "for you gorgeous."

In her hands was a large bouquet, filled with white gardenias, red roses, white camelias, baby's breath, and a multitude of gloxinias. "Those white gardenias represent your purity and how lovely you are, the roses represent my love for you, the white camelias describe how adorable and perfect you are, the baby's breath are a symbol of-"

You cut him off, putting the flowers into one arm as you grab him by the cheek and slot your lips onto his.

The show of affection makes the girls around swear and leave, while, somewhere in the bushes, there is a sensor going off, smoking even.

That wasn't the last time he brought you flowers, and it definitely was not the last time he described them, since every time he did, it would lead to something more.

[readerism]

parents

and their child

[softcenteregg]

Suo from memory, I apparently did not remember how his bangs give him a huge forehead lmao.

[h8ani]

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Attack on Titan - Levi Ackerman, Eren Yeager, Zeke Yeager, Armin Arlert, Reiner Braun, Bertholdt Hoover, Erwin Smith, Jean Kirstein, Connie Springer, Porco Galliard

Hunter x Hunter - Chrollo, Feitan, Shalnark, Kurapika, Leorio, Hisoka, Ging, Illumi, Wing, Kite, Pokkle

Naruto - Naruto Uzumaki, Sasuke Uchiha, Itachi Uchiha, Obito Uchiha, Shisui Uchiha, Kakashi Hatake, Minato Namikaze, Shikamaru Nara, Gaara, Neji Hyuga, Kiba Inuzuka, Deidara, Sasori, Pain/Yahiko, Iruka Umino, Shino Aburame, Hidan, Kankuro, Sai, Genma Shiranui, Izumo Kamizuki, Kotetsu Hagane, Hayate Gekko

Tokyo Revengers - Takemichi Hanagaki, Manjiro Sano, Chifuyu Matsuno, Shuji Hanma, Takashi Mitsuya, Kazutora Hanemiya, Tetta Kisaki, Atsushi Sendo, Nahoya Kawata, Souya Kawata, Ken Ryuguji, Shinichiro Sano, Ran Haitani, Rindou Haitani, Naoto Tachibana, Izana Kurokawa, Inui Seishu

Tokyo Ghoul - Ken Kaneki, Hideyoshi Nagachika, Uta, Ayato Kirishima, Nishio Nishiki, Koutarou Amon

Ouran Highschool Host Club - Kyoya Ootori, Tamaki Suoh, Takashi Morinozuka, Hitachiin Hikaru, Hitachiin Kaoru,

Wind Breaker - Haruka Sakura, Akihiko Nirei, Kyotaro Sugashita, Hayato Suo, Mitsuki Kiryuu, Ren Kaji, Hajime Umemiya, Toma Hiragi, Choji Tomiyama, Jo Togame, Kota Sako

Haikyuu - Shoyo Hinata, Tobio Kageyama, Kei Tsukishima, Tadashi Yamaguchi, Daichi Sawamura, Koshi Sugawara, Asahi Azumane, Yu Nishinoya, Ryunosuke Tanaka, Keishin Ukai, Tooru Oikawa, Hajime Iwaizumi, Tetsuroo Kuroo, Kenma Kozume, Kentaro Kyotani, Kotaro Bokuto, Keiji Akaashi, Eita Semi, Wakatoshi Ushijima, Yuji Terushima, Naoyasu Kuguri, Shinsuke Kita, Atsumu Miya, Rintaro Suna, Osamu Miya

Fruits Basket - Shigure Sohma, Kyo Sohma, Kureno Sohma, Yuki Sohma, Hatori Sohma, Hatsuharu Sohma, Momiji Sohma

Demon Slayer - Tanjiro Kamado, Zenitsu Agatsuma, Inosuke Hashibira, Genya Shinazugawa, Sanemi Shinazugawa, Gyomei Himejima, Muichiro Tokito, Kyojuro Rengoku, Giyu Tomioka, Tengen Uzui, Obanai Iguro, Muzan Kibutsuji, Doma, Akaza

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[itsuki-minamy]

"LOST SMALL WORLD" (NOVEL)

TRANSLATION & RAWS: NARU-KUN

PERIOD 3: 16-17 YEARS OLD

MISSION 1 (PAGES 258-269)

With a snap, he unconsciously thrust the knife in and out with his fist. The western-style building, which was seen on the opposite side of the lane on the way, will soon be visible on the left this time. He wondered if there were humans living there, every window was plunged into darkness like ruins. A building next to the street passed him, as if it were intimidating.

"......?"

He involuntarily looked back at the building that he hadn't even looked at.

He saw a small light in the window of the room on the second floor…it was the window of his original room. He could see a slim figure in the light.

"Hmm? What's wrong? Fushimi!"

Kusanagi let out an upset voice and slammed on the brakes, just as Fushimi spun the safety latch, flung open the door, and jumped out of the moving car.

He tried to run in the direction he had come from, but momentum pushed him back. He took momentum, but rolled backwards about three times. He landed on his foot and immediately used his ability to reverse jet the sole, somehow killing the speed. The soles of his shoes scraped against the asphalt, giving off a burning smell.

He crouched down and looked out the window, but the light had already gone out. He couldn't see a person's shadow on the pitch-black window.

As he breathed lightly, he couldn't take his eyes off the window for a while.

He felt him look into his eyes. Watching him from the window, he rolled his eyes and smiled.

"Fushimi! How dare you jump out of a moving car, you, idiot!"

Kusanagi parked the car at the side of the road and ran back.

"Are you okay? Here, hold on."

"I'm fine."

Without borrowing Kusanagi's hand, he caught his breath and stood up on his own. It looked as if he had been scraped with asphalt, and small stones were poked into his palms. He turned his expression off and shook his hand.

"Damn, what the hell are you doing? Come to think of it, you used to live in this area."

"It's nothing. Excuse me. Let's go home."

He started to head back to the car, but looked up at the second floor of the building for the last time. The lights from the cars on the street were incessantly illuminating the red brick outer wall and passing by, but the lights in the windows were definitely off.

He couldn't be there. The man who died two years ago in the winter. If he was, wouldn't he be a ghost? A spirit bound to the earth? A man who just came home when he felt like it, but why would he be grounded in that house? It was stupid.

He heard it had been sold, but it was soon put up for sale again and still had no buyers. Land prices should be high out there, so owning it as an asset costs money.

"Okay. It's nothing... huh?"

He could hear Kusanagi muttering with a sigh.

Fushimi tilted his head and looked at Kusanagi. Kusanagi only showed a weak smile that he hadn't seen before, as if he had given up on something.

"You're hurt. Let's go home and I'll heal you." He said as he walked back to the car.

Uncomfortable, Fushimi sat quietly in the passenger seat.

As he leaned forward to close the door, which had been left wide open, his gaze once more focused on the building.

The front door of the mansion, in which he thought no one lived, opened. A small white light slipped through the crack in the door. He floated up and down like he was swimming in the dark, and disappeared in the direction the car was driving away.

++++++++++

When he returned to the bar, there was only Suoh. Totsuka and Anna who are the executive level members and the others had been sent home. Hayato, who was deeply injured, was taken to a room on the second floor of the store. It seems that Akito never left Hayato's side. Suoh and Anna live on the second floor, but Kusanagi said that he would take Anna to his apartment while the twins were still there.

He put his easily sterilized hand in his pocket, and walked back to his room, feeling somewhat disinterested.

Two years ago in the winter, Yata and Fushimi built a hideout on the first floor of that multi-tenant building. However, the first PC he installed and the Internet line were not connected to each other. Collecting dust in the corner of the attic.

Should he talk about what he saw today, or what should he do? He couldn't make up his mind until he stopped in front of the door. Thoughts were swept away by the smell of food emanating from inside. Now that he thought about it, when he was about to have lunch, he was dispatched for the sake of the twins, so he ended up not having anything in his stomach for the whole day.

"Oh, how was it, Saruhiko?"

Yata, who was eating curry at the kotatsu table, looked up. It stands in the middle of the room, regardless of the season, and the two of them picked it up in the late winter of their first year living there.

The concrete floor is covered with tatami mats. Compared to when there was nothing in the beginning, life had become a bit more chaotic.

Fushimi took off his shoes and stepped onto the mat. His shoe hit the door that closed behind him.

"Nothing, no progress. We're going to be carrying those twins around for a while."

"Have you eaten? Why don't you eat it? While you and Kusanagi-san were out, Totsuka-san told me to cook rice for Akito. He started throwing away the shark fin that Kusanagi-san had saved and the wine extremely expensive. If Kusanagi-san finds it, he'll be struck by lightning, so Kamamoto and I split up and we were forced to bring it home to destroy the evidence, but I'm sure he'll find out tomorrow anyway."

He twirled the spoon in his hand, spewed out grains of rice, and started talking like a machine gun. Curry was on the menu so why did they make more curry? Are they stupid? That was stupid.

"I don't need it."

It was also troublesome to grasp the utensil. He tried to head to his territory, the loft, without even making eye contact.

"But you don't like shark fins or anything fancy, right? That's why I told you it only contains meat, so you can eat it."

Yata didn't seem to care, he stood up with a spoon in his mouth and hurried back to the kitchen with a small pot.

"Sit down."

"......"

He stood there silently, but he suddenly sat down in front of Yata. There is also an electric rice cooker on top of the kotatsu. "Oh, it's still there. You're a cat-tongued person, so this is perfect." Fushimi reached under the kotatsu and stared at the plate for a while, then reached out a hand and began stirring the curry and rice with a spoon.

(Don't think that just worrying about food will cause you a lot of trouble.)

"You can't eat it without spoiling it, as usual."

While he was scolding him, Yata also started to put curry in his mouth again.

"Have you met the "Blue King"? Have you talked to him? He has a bad personality. First of all, the glasses seem to be insidious."

"Don't lump everyone with glasses together. I wear them too. That blue clothes isn't necessarily a villain, right? He is one of the Seven Kings, just like Suoh Mikoto."

"Idiot, he's completely different from Mikoto-san."

"In what?"

Fushimi looked up from his plate and asked, seriously questioning the immediate denial. Yata looked dumbfounded, as if he didn't expect to be asked, and then he began to speak vigorously.

"In what, you say? Mikoto-san has a man's way of life. They are clansmen who came together for their coldness. But being there, isn't it like getting a job? It's completely different, right?"

"We entered because we admire Mikoto-san."

"Huh? It's obvious, did you forget?"

He was really angry at Yata, who spoke with a simple face.

(You're the one who forgot. stupid. Bird head.)

"I want power... Saruhiko."

Even though he was saved by "Homra", if he could receive power, anyone would have been fine. Even if it wasn't Suoh Mikoto, if the person he knew at that time was the "Blue King", he would be fine.

"The "Blue King" said that he wants a concealed weapon user as a member of his clan."

He shoved the stirred curry into his mouth, puffed out his cheeks and muttered (It's strangely bitter! You guys are really stupid putting this up.). Munakata said "I wouldn't mind having", he didn't say "I want it", but he probably wanted Yata to feel danger so he overdid it.

"I cannot believe it!"

Yata immediately expressed his anger.

"Ah, a concealed weapon user, is that about you?!"

"That's right." He answered as directly as possible.

"Hey, the "Blue King", he's smaller than I thought since he's envious of people. Well, even if he imitates us and looks for him somewhere, it won't be a big deal. As Homra members, Saruhiko, we're not going to lose to someone like that."

"Eh?"

He didn't understand how the story ended that way, and he went blank.

What happened? Something was terribly wrong. As he scooped the curry into his mouth, Yata was yelling incomprehensible complaints, laughing, but Fushimi couldn't understand what he was laughing at all.

It was boring. So he thought. He didn't remember having an interesting conversation with Yata recently. What did they talk about in the past? They used to talk endlessly about things like trying to shock the world. Thinking about it, now that he knows firsthand a world where there are "kings", he couldn't help but wonder where that omnipotence comes from... but, if he didn't like it, it had the power to destroy it, because there was such a thing, well, he had come to think that it was okay to live that way.

Yata's voice sounded like a dog's barking and it hurt his ears. A dog that lifts its nose wagging its tail, showing tricks and stroking it. He was completely satisfied with that kind of thing.

At that time, he had nothing he wanted to destroy.

It was boring.

"I'm sleepy."

He put a spoon in his mouth and stood up.

"Huh? You haven't eaten anything, right?"

"I don't want it. It's really bad."

"Hey, Saruhiko, don't say things like what everyone did is bad."

"What's wrong with saying it's bad? It doesn't matter who did it."

"You're a child?"

"Wait, what?"

Who said that he wanted to be an adult?

He hated even yelling and arguing. He clicked his tongue as Yata looked up with a puzzled look on his face and turned around.

As he put his foot on the attic ladder, "Ah, Saruhiko, Your PDA. Isn't that an email?" A vibrator hit the top of the kotatsu. Leaping down the ladder, grabbing the PDA with the momentum that made Yata jerk back, he went up to the loft.

The loft ceiling was too low for a bed, so he placed the rug directly on the floor and used it as a bed. Without changing his clothes, he turned to face the wall and climbed into the futon.

He looked at the PDA on the futon. In the dark, an email notification appeared on the standby screen, emitting a white light through his eyes. It looks like it's from someone who hasn't registered, so it's just a simple address, but it's an address he had an idea about.

Maybe it was because he was stuck in his head about what happened that day, so he somehow got excited and opened the content of the email.

Static electricity ran through his fingers, and for a moment he almost slipped the PDA.

The text was blank. There was no evidence that there was an attachment.

"That's how it is."

He cursed and deleted it.

"Hey, Saruhiko."

The stairs creaked behind him and he heard Yata's voice from the same height as the floor.

Fushimi decided to ignore him as he stared at the wall. He had come early. It has been like this for a long time. Even when he wants he to leave him alone, he talks to him without reading the background. No matter how many times he pushed him, he didn't back down.

"Come on. Turn this way, Saru."

He touched his shoulder and shook him. It was getting boring to keep getting angry, so he muffled his voice from inside the futon.

"Misaki, today..."

"Huh? Huh, what's up?" Yata's voice grew closer as he leaned forward with his elbows on the ground.

"I saw the front of that house."

"That house?"

What was he talking about? After hesitating...

"...I saw a ghost."

The coldness of that time returned faintly to the center of his body and he stiffened on the futon.

Yata swallowed hard. After a tense silence, Yata began to speak in an accelerated manner: "Ah... Is that house?! When Totsuka-san helped me pick mushrooms and went to the mountains, Kamamoto saw something in the house of the mountain we passed over and started making a fuss."

He clicked his tongue with all his might. Yata had not understood anything. "Eh? Sorry, are you talking about something else?" Yata said, but Fushimi lost the will to continue.

[deadmanscity-writing]

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My Hero academia

Tamaki Amajiki

Mirio Togata

Shota Aizawa

Hawks/Keigo

Hitoshi Shinso

Deku/Izuku Midoriya

Hanta Sero

Mezu Shoji

Tsuyu Asui

Kyoka Jiro

Mina Ashido

Eijiro Kirishima

FatGum

Haikyuu

Shoyo Hinata

Kenma Kozume

Testurou Kuro

Coach Ukai

Koushi Sagawara

Yū Nishinoya

Asahi Azumane

Keiji Akaashi

Yaku Morisuke

No Guns Life

Juzo Inui

Magi: the labyrinth of magic

Alibaba

Margiana/Marg

Sinbad

Ja'far

Masrur

Sharkkan

Judal

Spartos

Magi: The Adventures of Sinbad

Sinbad

Mystras Leoxses

Vittel

Yunan

Helluva boss

Blitzø

Loona

Stolas

Octavia

Verosika

Stranger things (specify season)

Robin Buckley

Gareth Emerson

Eddie Munson

Steve Harrington

Hunter X Hunter

Gon Freecs

Killua Zoldyck

Illumi Zoldyck

Shalnark

Chrollo Lucifer

Kurapika

Leorio

Kite

Ging

K Project

Misaki Yata

Mikoto Suoh

Yashiro Isana

Oshi no ko

Aqua/Aquamarine Hoshino

MushiShi

Ginko

The Case Study of Vanitas

Vanitas

Noé

Roland

The Great Pretender

Makoto Edamura

Laurent Theirry

Abby/Abigail

Vinland saga

Canute (season one and two)

Thofinn (season one and two)

Enar

Snake

BNA: brand new animal

Shirou Ogami

Soul Eater

Black Star

Soul

Death the Kid

Demon Slayer

Tanjiro Kamado Inosuke Hashibira Genya Shinazugawa Giyu Tomioka Kyōjurō Rengoku Tengen Uzui

Hotaru Haganezuka

Zom 100: Bucket List of the Dead

Akira Tendo Kenichiro Ryuzaki Higurashi Kanta Shizuka Mikazuki

Wind Breaker

Jo Togame Haruka Sakura Hajime Umemiya Hayato Suō Kyōtarō Sugishita Akihiko Nirei

Death Note

L Lawliet Light Yagami Touta Matsuda

Delicious in Dungeon/Dungeon Meshi

Namari Laios Marcille Shenshi Chilchuck Kabru

Jujutsu Kaisen

Gojo Satoru

Geto Sugurh

Kento Nanami

Megumi Fushiguro

Nabara Kugisaki

Yuji Itadori

Maki Zenin

Toge Inunaki

Yuta Okkostu

Ino Takuma

[hostagine]

Who is the shittiest dad in Ouran though

Yes. I love the dads. Lets goo.

I don't want to say who the shittiest is, because none of them are a terrible dad to their kids, but I will rank them because some are better than others. I also take constructive criticism. I'd like to know other's opinions!

Ranked worst dad to best dad.

6: Yoshio Ootori. He isn't a bad dad. His children have a lot of respect for him and he's constantly pushing them only so that they can be the best and most successful versions of themselves. He's strict and it makes sense that all of his children are doctors or work in the medical field (the business part of it at least), and he's never not supported any of his kids. Despite Kyoya joining an obnoxious club, he never told him he had to stop, and he never forced Kyoya to be Tamaki's friend. He just asked him to be friendly. He fails in showing them his love though and I never liked how he pushed Fumiko away from the family after she got married. Yoshio is just so old school and it affects his relationship with them.

A good provider, but wasn't very present.

5: Yuzuru Suoh: I think if his relationship with his mother was a better one, he would have been a better dad, but Yuzuru let his relationship with his mother affect his relationship with Tamaki. Yuzuru hated his mom for forcing him into a loveless marriage and then not accepting his marriage with Anne Sophie. He obviously did not respect her but he let her trample all over Tamaki, for 18 years, and didn't say a word just because "she's the chairman". Yuzuru only visited Tamaki when he was a child probably only on holidays and his birthday, and maybe a few days during the summer. Tamaki's grandmother made him come to Japan and leave his mother behind, and Yuzuru let her do it, but when Yuzuru finds medicine to cure Anne, he's suddenly like "I'm going to force my mother into retirement" showing that he's had the power to overthrow her for a long time. Making Tamaki mend the loose strings.

Yuzuru loves Tamaki but he's been too obsessed with rebelling against his own mother rather than thinking what's best for Tamaki.

Even Tamaki thinks his dad is a "lousy old man."

4: Ryoji 'Ranka' Fujioka: He loves Haruhi, obviously. That little girl is his entire world, and he really does do his best, but he was so young when he became a dad, and after Kotoko died he just became so irresponsible that his 4 year old was taking care of him. She was 5 when he was being carried home by his boss after getting drunk at work, and Haruhi probably learned how to cook because he wouldn't and probably brought home junk college student food when he went shopping. And whenever Haruhi went shopping, he'd follow behind her and watch her shop instead of - i dunno - helping. I understand being raised the way she was made her into a badass, and he worked a lot, and did provide for her, but there was a lot of things Ryoji could have helped when raising her.

3: Yorihisa Haninozuka: I don't know much about how Yorihisa is with his kids. From the little bit we see, Yori's only fault being that maybe he forces his family's traditions on them and doesn't support their individual views or hobbies in life, but Yorihisa always comes to see his kids during school events and festivities and always speaks about them with love. I believe he probably has really great relationships with his sons in their adult life too.

He's the kind of dad who will throw a knife at Mitsukuni at the dinner table, and would cry if his son doesn't dodge, and ends up getting stabbed. But would proudly pat him on the back if Mitsukuni does dodge, and stabs him instead.

Overall, a loving dad. But probably terrified his wife constantly because he was a little unsafe around the kids when they were babies.

2: Hayato Hitachiin: Second, for the most unbiased reasons as possible. Hayato was so quiet and soft spoken and mature And is probably one of the very few people in the world that Hikaru and Kaoru actually respected as children because of his cool demeanor and the fact that he's probably the only one beside the twins aunt who discipline them, when he's home. He and Yazuha have a great, loving marriage and when they are home, they're spending that time with their kids, and visiting them during school festivals. He's a very loving father and at least understands that his uninvolvement because of work is what made the twins so lonely and dependant on each other.

If he were home more often, I think he and the twins would have had a great relationship. I like to think they bond during the twins adult life and is very doting on his baby daughter.

1: Akira Morinozuka: The best dad. His work allows him to be very involved in his son's life. He was older when he became a father with Takashi so he was very mature and responsible and so doting when he and Satoshi was younger. I suspect his children were planned because he genuinely wanted to be a father, not just for an heir. I mean overall he's a fantastic father. You just have to look at him to think"wow that's a dad right there." He even looks like a dad.

He actually looks more like a grandpa but he would also be a fantastic grandpa.

[endless-season]

KoR C5 4/6

Warning: 0% quality translation. Bold = -100% quality.

†

The red king.

Those words were stuck in Totsuka’s mind.

Kurayama Mitsuha was serious. He was serious about becoming the red king. And as a fact, Kurayama and his bunch really did have strange powers. In that case... in that case, wasn’t it possible that the Red King really did exist?

“King, do you know about the Red King?”

Totsuka asked yesterday after bumping into Suoh, after leaving Kurayama’s place, as they returned to the bar.

“The urban legend?”

Suoh showed a puzzled expression. On his cheek was a red cut and his whole body reeked of blood. It was reasonable for him to think it strange that Totsuka was bringing up urban legends at a time like this.

“Human, but not human. Something like the personification of flames.”

…… idk who said that but im guessing totsuka.

“A bit like King, don’t you think?”

Suoh snorted with an exasperated face.

“That kind of stuff is all fairy tales. What are you, a kid?”

A fairy tale. That’s what Totsuka also thought up until now.

But after meeting Kurayama and coming to the conclusion there are mysterious powers involved, he had no reason to deny the existence of the red king.

There were all kinds of theories about the red king, but there were no inconsistencies about when he existed and until when he existed. Eight years ago, the Southern Kantou Crater incident. It was at the time of the event that changed Japan’s topography. In other words, the red king died in crater incident. That was also the reason why there were rumors that the red king caused that crater.

A man, an outlaw with incomprehensible strength and attracted many. Someone that the delinquent youth would yearn for, but didn’t take the urban legend seriously.

But what about those aside from the youth?

At the sudden thought, Totsuka wanted to hear from people who were already adults at the time.

Pulling up the scarf Kusanagi lent him over his mouth, Totsuka quickly walked. His long hair fluttered in the wind. Totsuka placed a hand gently on his head so that the cheap wig would not fly away. Up ahead he saw three familiar deliquent looking guys walking in his direction. He guessed they were probably from the gangs opposing Homra, but Totsuka puffed up his chest and continued walking without paying them any mind. Whether it was because they weren’t paying attention, or it was due  to Totsuka’s wig, the guys didn’t even notice Totsuka and they simply passed each other.

Without any tension, Totsuka’s heart thumped excitedly thinking he was like a spy as he peacefully strutted through Shizume-cho.

Totsuka was heading to his own home.

Seeing the cheap apartment, which looked just like how one might draw one but you wouldn’t see nowadays, even though he only hadn’t come home one or two nights he felt a strangely nostalgic feeling.

Turning the doorknob, the door opened without him needing to use a key. ‘Thank goodness’, Totsuka sighed in relief.

“Ah, welcome ba- Woah!”

Totsuka’s adoptive father, Ishigami Mikio, turned around while welcoming him home but widened his eyes in shock when he saw him.

“… And, who might you be…?”

Even though they weren’t related by blood, Ishigami asked that to who you could call his son that he lived with for fourteen years.

Even though his face and clothes were still the same, with just a wig for his sloppy crossdressing, it was an unexpectedly suitable response since he didn’t want others to recognise him, thought Totsuka.

“It’s your son, Tatara.”

Ishigami scrutinized him and let out a “Oh…”

“So what’s going on? You’re into crossdressing now? Or a new job?”

“Both wrong. I’m in disguise. I’ve got people aiming for me right now.”

“Debt?”

Ishigami put on a serious expression. Totsuka shook his head exasperatedly.

“I’m not you, Occhan. But debt collectors won’t suddenly attack people, so the situation’s probably worse. They might come to attack here so you be careful too, Occhan.”

“Trouble with some deliquents?

“Once upon a time when I was raising you I thought you wouldn’t stray from the right path but somehow you’ve managed to turn delinquent even with that gentle personality of yours. “

“Ahaha, sorry,” laughed Totsuka as he sat down at the table, “by the way, I have something to ask you.”

“Really, how rare.”

“Just now we mentioned debt…”

“Sorry, but I don’t have any money I can lend.”

Ishigami interrupted with an apologetic expression.

“Not that. You have a debt collector you’ve been familiar with for a long time right? Arata-san, I think?”

.-. tldr Since he gambled he borrowed money so obvs hes got plenty of debt collectors hes familiar with.

The one named Arata who was over thirty, did not run a yakuza business, but was frequently used by yakuza underlings and thus had a position which could be counted as a small time yakuza. He easily got mad and yelled, but was also an unexpected softhearted person. When he came over to collect debt, if Ishigami wasn’t around and Totsuka was by himself he’d huff, “He really is a scumbag dad, huh,” treat him to 60yen icecream and chat with him about whatever before heading back.

He called himself a halfway small time yakuza. I gave up translating this sentence but it probably involved Arata comparing himself to a stray cat looking for food in other people’s trash. Totsuka replied with the comment “Stray cats are cute, don’t you think?” “I see. They’re cute, huh,” Arata rubbed under his nose feeling a bit better, “but really it’s because I’m small fry that I’m alive. All the real deal yakuza died that time.”

“Occhan, have you ever heard Arata-san talk about the red king?”

Ishigami blinked and tilted his head.

“The red king?”

“Oh, you don’t know? It’s an urban legend…”

“No, I know. Or rather, that’s still being passed on to your generation too, Tatara?” he said, surprised.

Totsuka leaned forward, also surprised.

“You knew?”

The legend of the red king ended eight years ago. He was interested to know what it was like for Ishigami’s generation who had experienced it before that in real time.

“How did you hear of the legend, Occhan?”

“He was the Don of a super yakuza right? He burned all the yakuza he didn’t like.”

“Well, there’s a difference in the wording, but the legend being passed down is similar.”

“Also there was an unfolding three way conflict between him, the masterminds behind the police’s, the super police’s chief, as well a a church of a new religion that had miracle powers.”

“That I didn’t know. It kinda has the mood of a monster battle.”

Totsuka laughed and tilted his neck at the story becoming even more unbelievable. Ishigami waved his hand in front of his face, “No, no.”

“It really is a ridiculous story, but at the time, half the people believed it. Well… half.”

Totsuka’s smile stiffened.

“… One time when I talked Arata-san, the topic of the red king came up. That time, Arata-san said it himself, ‘People these days think the red king was just an urban legend, huh’. He looked kinda surprised.”

At the time, Totsuka just assumed he was the type to believe in urban legends. “I believe kappas exist, I even went searching for them,” he spouted. Arata just replied with “I see, I see,” and then left.

“Now Totsuka wanted to hear the rest of it.

“You want to meet Arata-san to ask him about the red king?”

Ishigami had a surprised childish look. Totsuka worried over how to explain himself, but Ishigami simply searched through his PDA for Arata’s number.

-

As someone who wasn’t interested in meeting up with debt collectors, Ishigami gave Totsuka the contact details and then immediately fled. Arata immediately picked up the call and arranged to meet up.  At the juice stand in front of the station where they planned to meet, Arata clicked his tongue impatiently wondering why the other party hadn’t come yet.

Totsuka repeated poked his arm.

“Ah?”

“Hello. Thank you for coming.”

After staring at Totsuka with his wig suspiciously for a few seconds, he jumped in shock.

“You.. have you finally been sold by that scumbag dad?!? You’re doing that kind of work?!?”

“Occhan also asked me if I got a new job but it’s not. It’s just my disguise.”

“Why…”

Halfway through his question, he narrowed his eyes as if he’d guessed.

“… You’ve gotten into trouble with the brats going crazy around Shizume-cho right now?”

Totsuka silently nodded.

Arata who loitered around in the edges of Shizume-cho’s underworld would also know about it. Arata sighed and turned to face the juice stand.

“Which do you want? I’ll treat you.”

“Yay~ Thank you very much~” said Totsuka in a falsetto voice.

“Stop that!” shouted Arata.

He was wearing tldr hoodlum looking stuff so when he shouted the young lady at the juice stand jumped.

He bought a strawberry juice for him, and a perilla juice which was apparently good for health and the two leant on the wall and drank.

“I haven’t been to collect debt at your dad’s place recently, so it’s been a while since I last saw you, huh.”

“That’s true. But either way, I haven’t been at home much recently too. Back then there were a lot of troublesome times where you’d come over to collect debt and Occhan wasn’t around so only I was home.”

“Even if I pressed you for it, you wouldn’t know where he’d be anyway. I seriously wondered if he already sold this brat off.”

“Speaking of which, there was that one time when I helped Occhan escape by getting you guys angry and chasing after me. I escaped with a bike. … I think I was in middle school at the time?”

That was the first time he met Suoh.

It was quite a while back so Totsuka smiled at the nostalgic memory.

Arata glanced at him from the side, but it wasn’t a particularly memorable moment in his past so he sourly continued to sip his juice.

“… Anyway, from your current appearance, it seems like you can’t be seen walking around outside right? Especially since yesterday, I’ve heard a lot about how the kids have been strangely causing a lot of trouble. I don’t know if it’s related, but as for me, the higher ups seem to have some conflict going on so it’s no time to be doing my debt collector job.”

Rather than a tense information exchange, Arata said it in a tone like they were casually gossiping. Totsuka also tried to reply in a loose tone.

“By higher ups, you mean the yakuza?”

“Yeah, since my place is kinda like subcontractoring for the yakuza. They don’t pass down the important stuff to small fry like me, but it seems the important one got murdered. The yakuza and mafia fighting, the kids running wild at the same time, what on earth is going on?”

Totsuka looked at Arata’s profile as he sipped on his juice. The strawberry juice Arata bought him was a vivid red, and sweet and sour. The cold juice slid down his throat.

After sipping his juice silently for a bit, Totsuka let go of his straw.

“There’s someone who wants to become the red king.”

Arata widened his eyes and faced Totsuka.

Would he be surprised? Would he be puzzled? Totsuka watched him carefully wondering what his reaction would be but it was clearly surprise shown on his face. As expected, he truly believed in the legend of the red king.

“The red king …”

Tldr Arata showed an at loss expression.

“That’s not something you can become just because you want to, right?”

“As expected, Arata-san doesn’t think the red king is just an urban legend, right?”

At Totsuka’s prepared question, Arata put back his usual grim and serious expression.

“… I’ve been a thug around here for a long time.”

With a mixed expression Arata finished the rest of his perilla juice, put the empty cup at his feet and took out a cigarette and lit it.

“Right now, probably all the yakuza in the Kantou area only emerged from after that incident.”

“That incident?”

“The Southern Kantou crater incident. All the Kantou yakuza were annihilated in that incident. Even the Tokuseikai, the biggest power in Shizume-cho right now, came to Shizume-cho from the west only after the crater incident when they heard it wasn’t occupied. The yakuza here now are either outsiders, young ones, or small-fry like me.”

Totsuka thought back to the crater incident eight years ago. Even in Shizume-cho, he saw a scene like the apocaplse from far off in the south. So all the people who lived in the kantou underworld society died in that?

“That day, I didn’t know what happened in South Kantou but, everyone followed the red king to hell.”

Totsuka also knew bout the rumors that the red king caused the crater incident. Of course he didn’t believe it before, but now talking to someone who was there when it happened, it felt strangely real and he couldn’t just laugh it away like a joke anymore.

“So there really was a red king?”

Totsuka asked straight to the point, Arata laughed. A bit of cigarette smoke came out from his nose.

“hm not sure how to read this… that young kid doesn’t seriously want to become? Idk tbh”

“That’s not true,” Totsuka replied seriously.

Arata looked a bit daunted.

“What exactly is the red king?”

Arata scratched his head troubled.

“… well, I don’t exactly know either. I’ve never met him… I’ve heard many stories about acquaintences whose acquainetnces is subourdinate of the red king but… well that’s how urban legends usually are anyway.”

“That’s fine.”

Probably because Totsuka’s expression was so serious, Arata grumbled “Seriously, what?”He dropped his cigarette and put it out with his shoe and then stared at it as if the past was written there.

“If I remember correctly his name was ‘Kagutsu Genji’,” he simply muttered in a low tone that seemed to hide itself in the noisy bustling in front of the station.

The red king. Now that he had a real person’s name to it, it suddenly felt more real and relevant.

“That Kagutsu red king, it’s said he was like a human flamethrower and could manipulate flames.”

“You mean he had superpowers?”

At Totsuka’s direct question, Arata gave an embarrassed smile.

“Hard to believe right?”

“No, no, I believe you.”

Right now the ones targeting Totsuka and them had superpowers.

cbb

“Personally I’m only half convinced about the manipulating flames bit. But the people who talked about it had a serious look in their eyes. But regardless, a person called the red king definitely existed. He had unimaginable strength. A coward like me had no intention of getting any closer.”

Arata who usually had a threating face as a debt collector now showed a youthful expression. Perhaps when people talk about the past, their heart returns to the past.

“He was a scary person, huh.”

“Well. The red king of course, …… tldr and related yakuza. Rumors has it, as a ritual for being affiliated with the red king, you had to get a part of your body burned off. That’s why all his followers would be missing a part of their body.”

Totsuka immediately thought of Kurayama’s right ear. The ear that was missing its upper half. But that wound did not show any traces of being burnt. For one, he was around the same age as Kusanagi. When the red king was active, he would’ve just been a kid.

“Also that Kagutsu wasn’t a king since he was born. The red king suddenly appeared on day, and then disappeared with the crater incident.”

Arata looked at Totsuka, and slowly said…

“Kagutsu… One day he was suddenly chosen to be king.”

Totsuka’s heart jumped.

“That’s what I heard. I don’t know who or what he was chosen by. Whether he was chosen by god, or chosen by something more tangible… either way, if that was the case for Kagutsu, there’s no reason why there can’t be a next. The guy you mentioned who wants to become the Red King probably wants to become the next.”

Usually Arata would think he’s just an airhead but in reality, the atmosphere in Shizume-cho right now was not unlike the mood during when Kagutsu was around, so mumbled the last bit half to himself.

Totsuka’s heart pounded faster than before. Something

It wasn’t because he was afraid that Kurayama was serious about becoming the Red King. Tldr, even tho he came to ask about the red king, right now he wasn’t thinking about Kurayama, but rather Suoh Mikoto.

“Oi. … Oi, is something wrong?”

Puzzled, Arata asked Totsuka who had gone silent, but Totsuka’s mind was far elsewhere.

Totsuka wasn’t sure himself whether the feelings whirling around him was dread or anticipation, but simply listened to his heart that thumped wildly as if he was running.

--“You’ll one day meet your king.”

The words of the strange kimono wearing man he once met, floated up in his mind.

“Arata-san.”

“Ah?”

Totsuka put the wig he was wearing onto Arata’s clean shaven head.

“Whatta ya doing!”

“You can have this. It’ll slide off if I run. It’d be less conspicuous if I ran like this rather than had a wig sliding off me.”

“I don’t want it! And what’s with you all of a sudden!”

Listening to his own racing heartbeat and breaking out in cold sweat, he looked directly at Arata. Arata slightly winced at Totsuka’s unsmiling face.

“I’m running back. Somehow, I have a strange hunch.”

†

Kurayama was in a battlefield.

It wasn’t a sneaky assassination, or a small scuffle it was a scene that could be appropriately be called a battlefield.

Leading his army of strains, armed mafia, and delinquent youth, he clashed with the superpowered people wearing blue clothes, Scepter 4.

Kurayama at the front, leapted. A nice rhythm echoed in his head.

Two of the blue clothes wearing people, twins just in their teenage years, made a pincer attack at him.

Two sabers clad in blue slashed at Kurayama. The twins worked as if they were one, coordinating their movements perfectly attacking from his left and right. There was nowhere to escape.

But Kurayama had no intention of avoiding it from the start.

He released the heat from within his body, flames gushed out around him like water.

Abandoning all control, he entrusted it to his flames making it pure chaos. The twins clentched their teeths as they blocked it with their swords. Normally faced with that kind of raging fire, sword wouln’t be much of a shield, however these swords literally created shields.

The blue light around their swords intensified at expanded into something like a glass wall. Kurayama’s flames couldn’t get through that wall and it was like there was a barrier between them.

‘I see, this must be what is called their ‘probability singularity field’.’

Remembering the technical term he learnt online, Kurayama gave bared his teeth and smiled.

Anyway kurayama backed them into a corner. + description effect of fire powers on his body

“Ahh, doesn’t this feel good? Breaking free.”

Anyway Kuryama concentrated his power into his fists and broke through the barrier. The twins were pissed off. But they were stubborn and glared at him. Can you tell im lazy.

“Don’t push your luck-”

“- Strain!”

The peaceful looking blue flame flared up like a fire when they spoke. Kurayama grinned.

“Good, good, just like that! This is the power of the blue clothed… the clansmen that received powers from a King.”

His flames also flared up and ~ two dancing flames wooo~ burned the building beside them ayeeeeeeee. Also there was the sound of all the window glass breaking at once. SO HOT. HOT DAMN!

“Hayato! Akito!”

A bitter man’s voice snapped through the air like a whip.

I think they dispelled their shield and jumped away. Kurayama looked in the direction of the voice.

The man looked like he was in his forties, but from his expression alone, you’d think it was an old man. “Withdraw!”

“Acting commander!”

Their voice seemed to blame him.

“Let’s bring him down here and now!”

“No. There’s going to be too much damage to the surroundings,” rejected the acting commander.

Kurayama looked around. The battle intensified and the surrounds were a wreck, people were injured everywhere, it wouldn’t be surprising if a few were dead. Not just strains but even normal people were caught up in the mess.

“Withdraw!” the acting commander ordered once again.

The other blues withdrew while protecting their injured.

The two young twins glared at Kurayama but in the end followed.

Like a child who got interrupted while having fun, Kurayama debated whether to chase after them or let them go. Even though he was in the middle of playing with the twins, this so called acting commander was now standing before him and tho he gave off an empty mood he looked skilled.

He wanted to fight him all out. He wanted to break free to his heart’s content.

He suddenly thought that Tsurumi would get angry at him seeing like this, but then he remembered Tsurumi had lost.

Tsurumi Touya had lost. The smart guy he’d known for three years, who had initially given him all his knowledge about this world and he had told that he would become the red king to. He lost. On the day they were going to found their nation.

“Che.”

Kurayama had both anger and frustration as well as anticipation mixed in his heart.

Suoh Mikoto was still a normal human, yet he beat Tsurumi, a Strain with an almost invincible power.

Ever since he first met him, he thought he was something special and he wasn’t wrong.

“Mitsuha-san! A report on the injuries!”

A young man rushed up to Kurayama like a war messenger kneeled on one knee. He announced in a clear voice the number of people injured, and the number of people who couldn’t move. Im lazyyyyy. Tldr ppl are INSPIRED AND CHARMED by mitsuha

The army of Strains, and the force of the deliquents. The police couldn’t handle them, and if they did they would die with no powers. The Blues, and the Golds behind them probably thought it through. In the current situation, with all the Strains gathered, normal civilians would get caught up so they had to minimize damage but also avoid powers being known? Idkzzz

“How are we any different to a Clan?” Tsurumi once said, “We’re not. We’ve got people with superpowers gathered together, we’ve got a king like existence, and we’re governing our own country. Whoever tries to invade out territory we wage war on. And as long as we show off our powers enough, people will recognise it. We’re a Clan. You’re a King.”

That was Tsurumi’s plan.

Kurayama didn’t mind either way. He knew Tsurumi wanted Strains to be able to self govern, but for Kurayama that wasn’t a particularly important point.

Regardless of whether they gained recognition or not, he’d just fight wherever he goes.

He took out his PDA as he glanced at the injured ppl and reporting ppl, and opened the site he went on quite a lot lately. The <<jungle>> logo shone green. It was also due to this site that he managed to gather so many Strain subourdinates.

It was a high anonymity social networking site rumoured to be run by the mysterious green clan.

Just a while ago someone with the handle name H.N. posted.

“A Strain found unconscious in a train at Shizume-cho Station was just taken to Nanakamado Chemotherapy Research Centre.”

When he read that, Kurayama was a bit shaken.

This H.N. character knew an abnormal amount of information. But as long as he could use the information, Kurayama didn’t particularly care who the source was. But this time he gave details on Tsurumi’s current whereabouts, and normal Strains wouldn’t care at all about this information, so for the first time Kurayama wondered what their motive was.

It was as if it was written directly for him.

Kurayama thought for a moment, and then clicked to reply to H.N. Kurayama usually used the app for reading messages from his subordinates and rarely wrote much himself, so his typing was slow.

“What are you?”

He sent a short message.

“Someone interested in you.”

Kurayama stared at the reply.

Even though ‘jungle’ was a high anonymity social network, coming up with a handle name was annoying so he just used his real name. blah blah

“Why?”

“I want to see where your ambitions lead you. Taking control and pursuing your dreams, it is admirable.”

Again the reply came immediately after he sent the message. Something.

This person was probably… the Green King.

Kurayama was somewhat interested in this King who left the stage and moved secretly behind the scenes.

Perhaps they knew of Kurayama beforehand, and went out of their way to pass him information.

Feeling like he was being watched, Kurayama looked around his surroundings. Obviously he didn’t see anyone suspicious around him, but he could feel H.N. smiling from the other side of the PDA.

Whatever. Kurayama didn’t really care since they’d left the stage. They were still just someone he could make use of. If Tsurumi was at the centre, then he’d go over and find him after things calmed down.

As he was about to press his home button to close the app, H.N. sent another message.

“If you achieve your ambitions, perhaps we will meet again some day.”

Kurayama paused. But before he could react, he received another message from one of his subourdinates.

He switches chats and widened his eyes. After looking his phone for a few seconds… he smiled.

‘We’ve found Suoh Mikoto. He’s hiding in an abandoned building.’

Blahblah. There was also photo of Mikoto not in disguise or anything just calming walking up the emergency stairs of a building with a cigarette in his mouth.

So you’re finally here. The fight with the blues left him unsatisfied but he felt new anticipation rising.

All thoughts of H.N. disappeared from his mind. He put his PDA in his pocket and started to leave.

“Mitsuha-san, where are you going?” asked a subordinate.

“To kill Suoh Mikoto,” he replied in good humor.

The subordinate made a puzzled expression with ‘At a time like this…?’ written all over his face.

‘It’s exactly because it’s a time like this’ Kurayama’s heart hummed in response.

Killing Suoh Mikoto would be the finishing touches to him becoming the Red King is what he felt.

†

“What… is this…”

Kusanagi was frozen at the sight before him.

Did they believe in supernatural powers or not? Even though they only just talked about it, now it seemed like a distant memory. Right now before his eyes, it was no longer about whether or not to believe in supernatural powers, but simply an overwhelming reality.

Tldr he went to spy on the situation around town and wandered into a police barriered off for civilians bc yolo sounds like a good place to find stuff.

Slipping through a dirt narrow alley way that only seemed to fit one person at a time, Kusanagi stumbled upon a battle. Not a fight, but most definitely a ‘battle’.

The man wearing blue uniform, in otherwords a Blue was battling with a young man in a black parka.

It was like a well scripted performance.

The sabre shone blue and …. Tldr visibly left a trail of blueness as it cut through the air. The other party jumped up high, maybe even 5 metres, to avoid it. The blue light lashed at the building behind them and scarred the concrete wall.

The man in the parka swung his fist while still in midair and aimed at the Blue from above. The Blue was already prepared and blocked the attack with his sabre. The fist and sabre struck each other.

“Absurd…” said Kusanagi in disbelief.

He thought the man in the parka would’ve been killed, but what he heard wasn’t the sound of flesh being torn, but the clang of two hard objects colliding as if his fist was made from metal. It seemed their strength could rival one another.

But, in the next moment the Blue swung his sabre, and the man in the parka was sent flying towards the alley where Kusanagi was hiding. He panicked and shrunk back into the alley, hiding his face. The man in the parka struck the building next to him creating a dent as if a solid iron ball had hit the building.

The man in the parka merely clicked his tongue and then jumped back up charging back towards the Blue.

Tldr He punched at the Blue and then escaped in the moment he faltered.

The Blue was going to chase after him but the brooch looking intercom on his collar lit up and a voice came through.

“There’s been an order to withdraw. Cease fighting.”

The Blue who was about to chase after the man in the parka, immedidately stopped.

“What!? … Damnit!”

The Blue cursed in frustration. He glared at the retreating back of the man in the parka but put away his sabre as ordered and ran off in the opposite direction. Hiding in the alleyway, Kusanagi put his hand to his chest as if calming his wildly thumping heart. ‘What on earth was that just now” he whispered.

Even encountering such a fight, he was not shaken?? Was this what Mikoto meant when he mentioned the guy having strange powers? Imlazyandthisisntimportant. Theres a lot of ppl like that and Kurayama is leading them and obsessed with Mikoto etc etc.

A renewed chill swept over Kusanagi. How could they prepare for this? He couldn’t even begin to imagine. As he started weakly took a step forward, he noticed a PDA that had dropped in front of him.  

Mostly it belonged to the Blue or the guy he was fighting. It probably fell out when he blown against the wall.

Kusanagi picked up the PDA and examined it. There wasn’t a lock, and it showed the screen the owner last had open. He could tell at a glance that it was a page from the ‘jungle’ app. Kusanagi didn’t use the app, but he’d seen other people use it before. It was popular amongst middle schoolers. The screen seemed to be ‘jungle’s noticeboard.

Kusanagi looked at the notices, his expression gradually stiffening.

“What… is this…”

At first, he couldn’t understand the information that people were posting. But as he kept reading, he got the impression that this is where the “people with strange powers” exchanged information.

“So ’Strain’ refers to the people with strange powers? Scepter 4… would be the Blues? So they really are an organisation that manages Strains…”

The people on the board used their own technical jargon and Kusanagi tried to guess the meanings based on context.

Information like the Blues’ combat styles and tricks on how to escape from them were being exchanged. It seemed to be a knowledge base on how to live without being caught by the Blues. Based on the dates of the posts, it seemed that recently there was a shift from how to “escape” from the Blues to how to “fight” the Blues.

‘Right now, there is no Blue King. They are no different from us. They can’t control us.’

Kusanagi paused at that line.

Blue King.

King.

“Hey, Kusanagi-san, do you know the legend of the red king?”

Totsuka’s words echoed in his mind. He gulped, and decided to try his best to figure out the information written on the notice board. He slid his finger across the screen.

At that moment, *ting* a message popped up on the screen.

‘Gathering information from someone else’s PDA?’ was the message.

Kusanagi shivered. That message was not addressed to the PDA’s owner, but to Kusanagi. He looked around him, confused.

But no one was there. Insert atmosphere description. Perhaps due to the previous conflict, there wasn’t even a cat in sight.

“How…” muttered Kusanagi, surprised.

A second message appeared.

“The young man who wants to become the red king is currently heading towards your friend. It will be a sight to behold.”

Kusanagi widened his eyes and felt uneasy.

The young man that wants to become the red king? Kurayama Mitsuha? Kurayama knows where Suoh is hiding? Now, when he hadn’t even come up with a plan yet, when things were looking more and more hopeless. Even in this situation Suoh would probably simply take on the fight. And what lied ahead was…

Kusanagi broke into a run. He didn’t care anymore about the sender of the message who seemed as if they were watching him.

Running. Rushing. What on earth do they do?

He could only continue running without a plan.

†

[therainroguefanfiction]

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[the-original-skipps]

|| Won’t you believe me? || Suo Hayato x Reader || Wind Breaker ||

▶︎ •၊၊||၊|။||||| 0:10

PLAY!

I won’t lie writers block is getting to me but for suo I must persevere

: fem!reader. fluff. established relationship. suo being a tease.

“I l-love you.”

“Thanks. I love you too.”

Suo says nonchalantly with his signature closed eye smile. Oh, that wasn’t the reaction you were expecting which leaves you at a loss of words of what to say next. Sure you weren’t expecting a fully tear eyed, heartfelt response but it just seemed like it’s lacking something. You pout at Suo who looks at you questionably. “ I think your definition of love is different from mine.” You say with a pout on your face, your cheeks lightly dusted pink.

“Different…?”

Suo looks at you confused for a moment before a smile stretches on his face, his eye reflecting mischief. He then leans in closer to your face, causing you to yelp at the sudden proximity. “ Then in what way do you love me?” Suo asks, leaning even closer till you could almost see your own reflection in his maroon eye. “Tell me how your love is different from mine.” He stares deeply into your eyes awaiting an answer. You gulp as you look away from his intense gaze, thoughts running trying to think of an answer. “Umm w-well it’s like you k-know I….” You know you’re blushing hard now because Suo’s smile only gets wider before it disappears in an instant as he leans away.

“That’s mean. It’s like you don’t believe in my words.” The smile that used to be on his face is now gone as he lets out a sigh looking dejected. You briefly inwardly panic for a moment before answering him. “It’s because you s-say it so casually, I don’t know if you actually mean it like I do” You feel his strong gaze on you again causing you to fidget, avoiding his gaze.

“That’s not true I do mean it, even now when I’m standing next to you my heart is beating like crazy.” Suo murmurs to you. You look up, surprised at his words. You also can’t help but think that he looks cute, dejected. You just want to squish his cheeks. Has Suo's sadism rubbed off on you? “It doesn’t seem like it.” You nervously giggled in response.

“Then why don’t you feel it for yourself?”

Suddenly, Suo grabs your hand causing you to look at him surprised wondering what he will do. He then pulls your hand close, urging you to place your hand on his chest. “Here, feel it…” His hand is warm on your skin and when did his face get so close again?! You thought to yourself as you couldn’t form any words to reply. With his guidance you slowly place your hand on his chest where his heart lies, the smooth silk of his skirt on your palm. Your eyes widened, just as he said you could feel a rapid rhythm against your hand.

“Do you feel it?” You look up to realize that his face is close to yours now -that you can catch a whiff of his cologne. Suo leans his head against yours placing his own hand on top of yours. “Do you feel the same?” He whispers, which almost sounds like a plea. You could feel your own heart accelerating to match his, feeling mesmerized by his magnetic stare. Your heartbeat echoing loudly in your head as you try to maintain your composure. His soft lips look so kissable right now. You could just lean in and…

You feel your thoughts going into dangerous waters, as if he's hypnotizing you. With the realization, you immediately jerk away from him-face so red that there might be steam coming from it.

“Okay okay, I get it…!” You exclaimed, unable to take the pressure from being so close to him. Suo blinks at you until he lets out a soft laugh at your reaction. You could feel yourself staring at him in awe, your blush growing darker because who laughs this adorably even if it’s at your expense. You huff, this man could be the death of you someday. 

extra:

(Y/N): Stop teasing me!!!

Suo: You just wouldn’t believe me :((

[hancfubuki]

alrighty so i was legit only add like two muses but i ended up adding A FUCKING TON so here’s the new muses:

BUNGOU STRAY DOGS

akutagawa ryunosuke

edogawa ranpo

nakahara chuuya

ozaki koyo

tanizaki naomi

yosano akiko

CATHERINE

erica anderson

CORALINE

coraline jones

DC INK: TEEN TITANS (kami garcia&gabriel piccolo)

garfield logan (beast boy)

rachel roth (raven)

DEADMAN WONDERLAND

shiro

DISNEY

kuzco

DONTEN NI WARAU

kinjou shirasu

kumo tenka

DRAMATICAL MURDER

sei

HAIKYUU

kuroo tetsurou

KARNEVAL

gareki

kiichi

nai muhinyi

yogi

LOVE STAGE

sena shougo

MAGI: THE LABYRINTH OF MAGIC

judar

ren hakuryuu

ren kouha

ren kougyoku

sharrkan

sphintus carmen

sinbad

yamuraiha

MAKAI OUJI: DEVILS AND REALIST

dantalion stetovid

kevin cecil

sytry cartwright

NO.6

nezumi

OURAN HIGH SCHOOL HOST CLUB

tamaki suoh

SCOTT PILGRIM

envy adams

SHOW BY ROCK!!!

crow

daru dayu

moa

rom

rosia

shuzo

YOWAMUSHI PEDAL

shinkai hayato

[awkward-yatamisaki-blog]

Awkward-K Masterlist

All characters that are bolded have been taken. URLs will be added as available.

Silver Clan/Hakumaitou

Isana Yashiro/Adolf K. Weissman

Yatogami Kuroh

Neko (Miyabi Ameno)

Ashinaka High School

Yukizome Kukuri

Inaba Sumika

Mishina Souta

Hyūga Chiho

Asama Sakura

Hieda Tōru

Gold Clan/Timeless Palace

Kokujōji Daikaku

Mizuchi Kōshi

Red Clan/HOMRA

Suoh Mikoto

Kushina Anna - @awkward-annakushina

Kagutsu Genji

Kusanagi Izumo

Totsuka Tatara

Yata Misaki - @awkward-yatamisaki

Kamamoto Rikio

Akagi Shohei

Bandō Saburōta

Chitose Yō

Dewa Masaomi

Sōlt Eric

Fujishima Kōsuke

Kurayama Mitsuha

Blue Clan/Scepter 4

Munakata Reisi

Habari Jin

Awashima Seri

Fushimi Saruhiko - @awkward-fushimisaruhiko

Akiyama Himori

Benzai Yūjirō

Kamo Ryūhō

Dōmyōji Andy

Enomoto Tatsuya

Fuse Daiki

Gotō Ren

Hidaka Akira

Zenjō Gōki

Yoshino Yayoi

Kusuhara Takeru

Shiotsu Gen

Minato Akito

Minato Hayato

Green Clan/<<jungle>>

Nagare Hisui - @awkward-nagare

Mishakuji Yukari

Gojo Sukuna

Hirasaka Douhan

Kotosaka

Grey Clan/Cathedral

Iwafune Tenkei/Ootori Seigō

Colourless Clan

Miwa Ichigen

Fox Mask

Miscellaneous

Klaudia Weissman

Kushina Honami

Nunohashi Ayumi

Oogai Aya

Fushimi Niki

Fushimi Kisa

Yata Minoru

Yata Megumi

Yubikiri Maria

Tanaka Youji

[emibaarashi]

ART VS ARTIST 2017 

AYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY

[chilly-territory]

K Fan Clan: GoRA answer fans’ questions

From time to time, GoRA answer questions about the setting and the world of K on their K fan clan site. Thanks to  blueseraphima providing the original text, these should be up to date.

Q. How many spare glasses does Captain Munakata have? A. He has a stock of them enough to fill one drawer to the brim.

Q. Since when has Munakata-san been wearing glasses? A. He's been wearing them for as long as he can remember.

Q. Does Munakata smoke? A. Normally, no. But on rare occasions when he feels like breathing in poison, he does smoke on a whim.

Q. I'd like to broaden my repertory of midnight snacks for keeping late hours. What doesn’t Captain Munakata snack on when he's hungry? Please tell me one thing from his menu. A. Ready-made boil-in-the-bag foods work better for him than cooking himself because you can order pretty delicious things online. He's into foods like frozen pasta these days.

Q. Who among the Scepter 4 members has the biggest sweet tooth after Awashima? A. That'd be Hidaka.

Q. How are the sabers of the Scepter 4 members managed outside of working hours? A. The procedure is similar to the police regulations applied to firearms: when clocking out, the members leave their weapons for safekeeping in a reinforced locker with a lock, and when reporting for work, they unlock it and equip it.

Q. What is Saruhiko and Totsuka's preferred type of girl? A. Totsuka doesn't have a specific type, so a girl he has fun being with. Fushimi didn't give a thought to things like types of women, but he'll stay away from annoying women and women with weird palate. [T/N: that last one must be the effect of Awashima and her anko... what have you done, Lieutenant? XD]

Q. What do Saruhiko and Misaki do when they hang out after their reconciliation? A. Sometimes they go for a drink, other times they play video games.

Q. Is Yata-chan's room on the clean and orderly side? Or disorderly, with things lying all around? A. We believe it looks like a guy's room, with things scattered all around.

Q. Does Yata-chan normally settle for a shower? Or is he one for soaking in a bath? A. He does both, but if he had to choose one, he'd pick a quick bath, crow-style. Since he's Yatagarasu. [T/N: karasu (garasu) means crow]

Q. Does Totsuka-san normally work? A. He's jumping from one occupation to another. His income is relatively decent.

Q. What is Totsuka's specialty dish? A. If one had to be named, it would be tom yum goong. However, he can make pretty much anything.

Q. What cocktail is Izumo-san's favorite? if possible, I also want to know what snacks go with that cocktail! A. Dry martini with salted nuts.

Q. Did Yukari attend Miwa Ichigen's funeral? A. We believe that out of consideration for Kuroh, he didn't, only observing the funeral procession from afar. He vanished immediately after laying flowers on the grave.

Q. What was Weissmann's favorite dish when he was still Weissmann? A. Sauerkraut.

Q. Hisui Nagare takes frequent naps, is it because he doesn't sleep at night? Or he just gets sleepy easily despite sleeping at night? This question's been bothering me. A. Hisui is the type to go sleep when he wants to sleep and stay awake when he feels like it, so his sleeping schedule isn't dependent on the time of day.

Q. Please tell me what Hisui Nagare's preferred type is! A. Someone quick to make decisions and quick to act.

Q. What is Iwa-san's preferred type of woman? A. Someone who can make delicious miso soup.

Q. What does Douhan-chan do on her days off? A. She holes up at home and plays single player online games (like shogi). As a rule, she mostly lazes about.

Q. Did the Minato brothers find jobs after what happened to them? A. The older brother, Hayato, entered college. And the younger brother, Akito, got a job as a police officer. It appears that Hayato, too, plans to join the police after graduating from college.

Q. If a Strain becomes a clansman, like the case with Anna and Neko, can they still use their strain power? It's been on my mind forever. A. The strain power and clansman power can coexist. It is possible to use both of them.

Q. Did foreign countries know about the existence of the Slate? A. Some of the top leaders knew. In America, among other countries, there even was a Slate research team.

Q. What character did you create first? A. Shiro and Kuroh. Munakata and Suoh were also created at the beginning. That is, the protagonists.

Q. How did you decide on characters' birthdays? A. We decided based on their zodiac sign. First, we determined their zodiac sign through fortune-telling, and from there gleaned the general image of their personality and such, choosing a suitable birthday then.

Q. I heard the reason behind your group's name, GoRA, is that you wanted to go to Goura hot springs all together in case of K project's success, so now that K even has a big fan clan, I wanted to know: have you done what you had wanted and gone there? Please tell us. A. No, we haven't (lol). But we've visited the Izumo Grand Shrine. And we decided we'd go to Goura hot springs when we disband. But that's even farther away.

Q. Is engaging in romantic relationships forbidden in the world of Idol K? Or does each agency have their own policy regarding that? Please answer! A. The stance on the issue depends on the agency. But only Promotion Scepter 4 advocates the ban on romantic relationships for the greater cause.

Q. It may be sudden, but I have a question! Are characters like Kurayama Mitsuha or Tsurumi active as idols in the world of Idol K? I'm so haunted by this question I can only sleep at night. A. It is unclear if they're active as idols or not, but we believe they probably work as managers or trouble shooters.

[itsuki-minamy]

"OFFICIAL K PROFILES" (KFCN) // COMPLETE

Hakumaitou -  Isana Yashiro / Yatogami Kuroh / Neko

Homura - Suoh Mikoto / Kushina Anna / Kusanagi Izumo / Yata Misaki / Totsuka Tatara / Kamamoto Rikio / Akagi Shohei / Bando Saburota / Chitose Yo / Dewa Masaomi / Eric Surt / Fujishima Kousuke / Yamada Daichi

Scepter 4 - Munakata Reisi / Awashima Seri / Fushimi Saruhiko / Zenjou Gouki / Akiyama Himori / Benzai Yujiro / Kamo Ryuho / Domyoji Andy / Enomoto Tatsuya / Fuse Daiki / Goto Ren / Hidaka Akira / Kusuhara Takeru / Habari Jin / Shiotsu Gen / Minato Akito & Hayato

Jungle - Hisui Nagare / Mishakuji Yukari / Gojou Sukuna / Iwafune Tenkei / Hirasaka Douhan / Kotosaka / Hikotaro Kue

Others - Yukizome Kukuri / Inaba Sumika / Mishina Sota / Hyuga Chiho / Asama Sakura / Kokujoji Daikaku / Usagi / Miwa Ichigen / Man with the Fox Mask / Klaudia Weismann / Tsukumo 99 / Fushimi Niki / Fushimi Kisa / Oogai Aya / Hieda Toru / Samukawa Kanichi / Kurayama Mitsuha / Tsurumi Toya / Preces