#wait... how about kyones

[fisheito]

yeah..................

[strwbryien]

｢ ᝰ.ᐟ entry 05: ARE YOU BLUSHING? ⭑.ᐟ ｣

“what's wrong with you, man?” heizou sat beside him and slung an arm around scaramouche’s shoulder. “you messaged me out of nowhere. you good?” he asked.

“tch, it’s nothing serious. i just don’t have anyone to talk to about this, and unfortunately for me, you’re the only one who will understand,” the indigo-haired one scowled.

“it’s about [name], isn’t it?” he smirked. he had a hunch about what scaramouche would talk about, and he was 99.9% sure that it was about [name].

“WHA- HOW DID YOU KNOW THAT?!” he shouted. caught red-handed, huh? heizou isn’t called the “best detective of teyvat university” for nothing.

“HAH, i knew it! what about her, hmm? did you finally reveal yourself to her?” heizou wiggled his brows.

“as if! i-it’s more about kumi, actually.”

“did you just fucking stutter? what the heck?”

“SHUT UP!”

“me and kumi are having a collab stream,” he muttered.

“what? i didn’t quite get that,” heizou leaned closer to the male.

“i said we’re having a collab stream, moron,” he spat.

“SERIOUSLY?! that’s great, ma— WAIT, ARE YOU BLUSHING RIGHT NOW?!”

“GET OUT OF MY FACE, SHIKANOIN HEIZOU!”

“HAHAHA, YOU REALLY ARE BLUSHING! THIS IS AMAZING!”

“say goodbye to your family and friends because you're not getting out of this dorm alive.”

“SCARA WAIT-”

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synopsis:

IN WHICH—you, although faceless, are a very famous streamer known as KUMI. you were streaming as usual, playing games and interacting with fans. but when you're about to exit the stream, you accidentally pressed the wrong button that led to you opening your cam and showing your whole face to your audience. this wasn't supposed to happen, no ! so you panicked and quickly ended the stream. numerous screenshots circulated on twitter, which broke both the fans and the internet. this reached a certain someone, SCARAMOUCHE, your rival in streaming. when the said boy saw the trending photo, he almost fell off his gaming chair. because—lo and behold! KUMI was actually [name]?! now who is this [name] in his life, if you may ask? she's the girl that scaramouche has been admiring from afar in real life! quite shocking, right? have i told you that he’s also been sending you anonymous love letters? oh well...

notes ᝰ.ᐟ

— i'll explain the 2-play game mechanics in the next update! — and have you guys noticed that i'm totally (not) in love with childe... so i've been including him whenever i can... haha.... — also, 200 followers is insane, I LOVE YOU GUYS SM, THANK YOU!!! 🩷

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[floylia]

ELYSIAN ♫

22. Thriving, like always ✎

“Write your name.”

Scara looks at you with a bewildered expression, brows raised, but he does what he’s told. He grabs your small pocket knife and carves his name, Kuni, next to yours. He admires his handwriting before looking back at you, “This is vandalism.”

“When did you start being obedient?” You ask while writing a large heart around your names, before pulling out a camera to take a picture of the willow tree, “Besides, lots of other couples do this. Have you looked around the forest?”

Scara rolls his eyes and crosses his arms–a playful smile on his face, “I thought I was your best friend.”

“You agreed with it!”

“You took it way too far,” He looks away, sounding hurt. You almost feel bad, until a small smirk appears on his face.

Liar. He should consider acting full-time.

You play along anyway, “Then how should I make it up to you?”

“Walk with me.”

That’s simple enough. Suspiciously simple.

“Are you plotting something?” You ask, “You’re not that petty, right?”

He doesn’t respond, but offers his hand, waiting for you to hold it, “Didn’t you want to make it up with me?”

You grabbed his hand and he kissed yours, leaving you flustered.

“Grant me a promise,” His tone is serious but gaze soft.

You nod.

“Promise me you won’t listen to what people say. That you won’t waste your energy on Inez–I’ll worry about that. I want you to focus on yourself, including your happiness. That no matter what happens you’ll live a fulfilled life.

“That’s a lot to ask.”

“Do you promise?”

“If you stay by my side forever.:

He chuckles, “As if I’ll ever leave you.”

“Then your wish is granted.”

Notes:

i accidentally deleted the first draft of this, so i had to redo everything

Synopsis: After 7 years of enduring the media’s relentless pursuit of painting you as a villain, you’re forced to go on an indefinite hiatus with a tainted reputation on your head. However, just when you thought your career was over, a certain 5WIRL member wants you to feature on his solo album. Surely, this won’t affect your reputation once more, would it?

Scaramouche x fem!reader

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[shanieveh]

REVERSE 07↺: this isn’t the end

wriothesley x fem!reader

Now playing: From the start — Laufey

“Dear Wriothesley,”

The letter was in his hand, like it was in yours before.

Your hand.

One that he used to touch, to feel, to hold.

“I’m leaving, I recently got the scholarship and I dont want anything to disturb me, not even you.”

At that time, he was filled with life, but he understood now. That life was always something he had to sacrifice so much for.

“Thank you for introducing me to your silly tea parties, as we delude ourselves to be the seven deadly sins.”

A breath, a tear, a memory.

“I know you’ll fill that party, the three of us will turn to seven. I would dearly miss being lust, and trying to kiss you.”

He continued reading it.

“So take risks okay! I know you wanted that basketball spot, so practice. Not to much tea now, will you.”

He looks back at his trophy room, one where you once lay with him as he tells you his dreams and aspirations.

“Election is coming up though, how about you start from the bottom and work your way up to the top! Maybe you can get representative of the batch now, oh I can’t wait to see you president!”

Laufey was always your favorite artist, he remembered memorizing a whole song to sing to you. He courted you for months, he loved you for years.

“But I reject you Rio, after all the flowers and songs, I realized this relationship was worthless.”

He was worthless.

He remembered being mad about everything, how can he not when he was the used to being alone in everything. He begged for you to notice him months prior, to just be in the same room as him.

Just a few months later, you came back a new person, a person he never knew. It was like you lost everything, with the brand new friends. But he will always keep his promise.

After all he knew why you had to leave, it was all his fault.

He rejected you, he ignored you, a bit of him loathe your whole existence. Wriothesley couldn’t bear even drinking tea, not until a purple haired girl told him he was allowed to be happy.

And that purple haired, turns to a whole circle of friends, one of his own.

But the duke remembers the clear words he said, running after you, the moment he read the whole letter.

“One day, if we no longer have burdens to deal with, can you finally pick me?”

One day, this isn’t the end.

Even if it meant just being friends, just seeing you from afar, he would do it all for your happiness.

He never understood why you changed, and he never understood why he still loved you anyway.

“So I’ll take my goodbyes. Thank you for the memories and I’m sorry for my rejection, I hope you find someone better.”

——————————[ 06 —↺— 08 ]——————————

the whole campus knows about your 3 year crush on the student body president and basketball captain wriothesley. you were fine with his constant ignoring and rejections until something happened, until you stopped, and a reverse took place... now he won't leave you alone.

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[zoropookie]

HOW HATERS ARE BORN (HHAB)

♡ chapter twenty-one — oh no, he’s hot! (💋)

You can’t believe you agreed to this.

Oh wait, actually you can. Your mind keeps deciding what’s good for you, but was your mind even in the right place anyway? It’s really hard to come to terms with this right now while you’re sitting in Scaramouche’s passenger seat.

Was the Inazuma party that great for him to offer on his own to pick you up? If it weren’t for your absolute mastermind of a plan, you’d definitely say no. Hopefully?

But the both of you nestling in the straw bed of silence wasn’t on your bucket list for said plan. “How much longer?” You asked, breaking the awkward silence that had settled between you two like a thick fog.

“Thirty minutes.” Scaramouche’s dull tone was a true testament to the silence that encompassed them moments ago. It was kind of sad.

“And…how long was it when you started..?” You hesitantly drawled.

“Thirty-two minutes.”

“Oh my god,” You muttered, sinking into your seat. You should have never agreed for him to give you a ride, it’s like his brooding broodiness was plaguing your lungs.

But for some reason! You kept trying. “So! Uh…what made you want to pick me up anyway? We’ve got…some interesting history for you to be making this kind of effort right now!”

“I don’t do small talk.”

“Look, you gotta give me something. I’m dying here.” You pleaded with your eyes, probably the only sort of manipulation tactic you could try and use on him.

He let out a long, drawn out sigh. His violet eyes briefly flickering to meet yours before returning to the road. “It was either that, or bartend.”

“Wait, seriously? That’s it?” You raised an eyebrow, cheeks puffed from your fight to keep a laugh in. “You didn’t just want to be a good Samaritan, or what?”

“Do I look like I’d do something out of the goodness of my heart?” Scaramouche’s expression turned sour.

“I don’t know! You’re alright, I guess.” You caught yourself staring for a lot longer than expected, “Uhh, in the way that a clown at kids birthday parties has an extensive knife paraphernalia…kind of…alright?”

You cringed. This is a horrible conversation, even more so now that Scaramouche was willing to ignore what you said.

But the quieter it got, the better it was to hear a small laugh come out of his mouth. Even if you could barely hear the humor he got out of it. You looked at him, catching a glimpse of his mouth turned upwards.

There it was. The butterflies roaming in your stomach, vicariously reminding you of your own carefree mind. A faint glimmer of his amusement was enough to make you nervous, even when he barely made an effort to keep the small smile.

The crack in his demeanor returned to normal, once again unreadable. "Is that all you got?"

You felt a pang of disappointment at his lack of response, shoulder slumping. The awkward feeling was pretty much gone, but at what cost to your dignity? "Yeah, I guess so."

“You’re alright too, (Y/N).”

“Huh? I am..?" Oh no, he’s hot!

“Yeah. It’s unfortunate.”

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YOU ARE on your way to being one of the hottest streamer in your nation at the moment, racking a monthly average of 10 million viewers, but something specific bothers you about it. you know that a lot of people hate you, but there's this one account. one account that's been following you since the early days of your career. they leave a flood of rude comments in your stream, your moderators banned each account they made, but they keep making more. you are at the end of your tether. but you are yet to find out that this persistent cockroach is none other than your friend's friend (and the only other streamer that's bigger than you), scaramouche.

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[akehoshimystar]

Chapter 3

Negotiation Dept.

By Misora (@alcmisoyou on X)

“Negotiation!”

Secret to Becoming Adult Man

Roka: (Huh!? What about the countless desktop PCs……!? ……Woah, since when I’m in front of the station?)

<TL Notes: This line is only found if you get the order of Watchdog Dept. -> Negotiation Dept.>

Roka: (Ah, Kiho, Riku, and Kyon-kyon! Why are they walking so fast?)

Riku: Y’know, there’s something I want to talk with Shido about~

Kyoya: My name is “✝Abyss Sympathizer✝”—

Riku: Right~ My bad, my bad~ Anyway, Abyss whatever you are.

What do you think an “adult man” is?

Kyoya: ……That’s a difficult question. What does Riku-dono think?

Riku: *kiss*

Guys who do that, I guess?

Kyoya: Ugh, so sha–……

If it wasn’t me, someone could’ve died—

Kiho: Heeey, you guys are so annoying, is that really important to talk about right noow?

Kihorin gotta catch the next train tho?

Kyoya: Fuh, I’m still moving my legs even when I talk.

\ (^w^)/== 

    (ヘ)三三

     <三三 Look at these jet black wings (fast legs)!

Kiho: Is that so. Then here’s some advice from Kihorin for the little lost lamb bastard.

Adult men are “composed men”. Keep that in mind.

— Station —

Riku: Kuh……!

Kyoya: What, is it a surprise attack from Lucifer!?

Riku: Yeah……

Kihorin, how many minutes before the train departs!?

Kiho: One.

Riku: Let me go to the toilet!

My “pe—” is!!

Kiho: Ew.

Kyoya: ＿人人人人人人人人人人＿

            ＞ 　Leave it to me!　 ＜

             ￣Y^Y^Y^Y^Y^Y^Y^Y^Y￣

15 seconds to the nearest toilet, 8 seconds to enter the cubicle and pull down your pants.

12 seconds to hold and let it out, then wipe your butt……

Approximately 42 seconds. You will make it.

Riku: Heh, as expected from my comrade!

I will be going for a bit, you guys better not get on first!

Kyoya & Kiho: ……

Kiho: Composure— is totes important.

“The door will be closing. Please be careful as the door closes.”

“Negotiation!”

A Coffee Please

Riku: —What are you guys ordering?

Kyoya: I’ve decided……

Kiho: Uh!? Woah, pri–

Riku: You shouldn’t say that it’s expensive out loud!

Kiho: So loud~

Kyoya: To think that a cup of coffee in the store we happened to enter is 1,000 yen. Is this a trial from god?

Riku: We messed up. I only have one Hideyo right now.

Kiho: Oh no, what about Shibasaburo?

Riku: Two.

Kyoya: I have one Soseki ^^

Kiho: Three generations is so feels~

Like, anyway, enough of this, I’m calling the waiter, ‘kay?

Kyoya: Wait!

……Um, why don’t we practice first?

How to say café au lait……

Is it simply “café au lait” or “café” “au” “lait”?

Kiho: Separated sounds totes cooler~

Kyoya: One café-au-lait.

Kiho: Nice~

Kyoya: ( -`ω-)☆ﾄﾞﾔｯ

Riku: You guys are so childish. What you need to order here is coffee.

Kyoya: Absolutely.

……However!!

Which coffee will make us sound cool……? There are too many kinds……

Kiho: Like how about the most pricey one~?

Riku: Right. Saying “the most expensive menu in this store” sounds cool.

Kyoya: Oh!

Kiho: Even more so by adding finger snap~

Kyoya: Oh!!

Sounds good, let’s do so. ……Alright.

Excuse me.

Waitress: Yes.

Kyoya: Give me the most—

—Expensive coffee in the store. *finger snap*

Kiho & Riku: Oooh!!! He did it!

Waitress: ……

Please order through the QR code.

Kyoya & Kiho & Riku: …………

kwawsedrftgybujsklp

What’s coming to the next “Negotiation!”?

Two episodes of “Wanting to be a Cat Day” and “Kihorin Cooking with Hammer”. Look forward to it ☆

TL Notes: The people featured in 1,000 bank notes in order were Natsume Soseki (1984~), Hideyo Noguchi (2004~), and the latest one Kitasato Shibasaburo (2024~)

Chapter 4

[tobiasdrake]

The Disappearance of Nagato Yuki-chan, Episode 14 - Her Confusion

This is going to be twenty straight minutes of Kyon trying to explain the plot of the last three episodes to Yuki. The title should explain how well that will go.

OH HI THERE FACTORY SETTINGS

After mourning you last episode, I legit didn't think we'd ever see you again.

Oh. Shit. We're seeing Factory Settings's disappearance from Escapist Yuki's perspective.

Oh. Wow. I hadn't even considered that, yeah. Of course Ryoko was freaked out when Yuki, rather than going home, finished her book on a park bench and then called Kyon.

It's like 3 AM right now.

This is so bittersweet it hurts.

Factory Settings stated last episode that she wasn't going to tell Ryoko what was going to happen. She figured it'd be a burden on her, and that Ryoko'd be rooting for Escapist Yuki to come back anyway.

She wasn't entirely correct. It still hurts that Factory Settings got reassimilated like that, and you can see it in Ryoko's eyes, but at the same time, you can feel Ryoko's relief at having her friend back.

"You are in the process of involuntarily eating me. I am allowed a modicum of spite." ~Factory Settings probably

"I existed for like four days and managed to take the plunge you've been putting off all season. Have fun dealing with the fallout of that." ~Factory Settings probably

Boy, I love it when my doppelganger reveals my most deeply held secrets to the people around me and then vanishes like a magnificent poof. This is what Venom should be doing to Spider-Man.

What about the one that deleted you? Is that Nagato-san your--

Oh, wait, you stabbed Kyon to defend her without a moment's hesitation. Okay. Yeah. Hat Trick of Yuki friendships.

Still weirds me out that she sits there. I keep forgetting that Ryoko is in Haruhi's seat.

Like. She's there because the movie put her there. And the movie put her there because they wanted to maximize the WTF. It's not enough that someone else has Haruhi's seat. It's specifically the girl who tried to knife Kyon and now has a perfect shot at his back all day.

For the purposes of Disappearance's plot, this served the story well and raised tension.

...

But for an ongoing universe largely divorced from main continuity, it's weird that she sits there. Like. It's super weird, for reasons other than the Haruhi thing. Because she's Class President, and she's sitting in the designated Delinquent Seat. The spot that gets the least attention in class so you can get away with doing whatever, but that also has the hardest time seeing the board or getting the teacher's attention so no hard-working student would ever want it.

It made sense when Haruhi was there. She's a violent misanthrope who doesn't give a shit about class. But it's weird for Ryoko to be back there.

And technically it makes sense here too, because they didn't get to pick their seating assignments. The teacher assigned them. So Ryoko got screwed by luck of the draw, I guess. But it still. Feels. Weird. Ryoko is not the vibe for the Delinquent Seat.

At this point, I'm half-convinced that Haruhi's making it up whenever she says she told Yuki ahead of time. Yuki's neurodivergence is so strong she legit can't remember if Haruhi did or didn't, so she decides that must be true and goes along with it.

Of course, it's equally likely that Haruhi does consult her. But every time she talks, Yuki tunes her out and eagerly anticipates the moment when she can hang up and go back to her game.

In the Love Triangle, Haruhi is now in third place behind Yuki. It's mathematically impossible for this contest to even have a bronze medal and yet there it is, resting in her hands. She is not happy about it.

Oh good, we get to participate in the Tanabata theft this time around. Crime is always better when it's a group activity.

And now we know why Haruhi didn't go snatch up the bamboo tree by herself this time around. Not being God means she's subject to the whims of nature now. Fortunately, minions are an effective workaround.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

Ryoko whole-ass stealing Haruhi's thunder is the worst possible thing you can do to a narcissist.

How did you even know that, Ryoko? You're smart but I would not have expected you to be the type to follow Haruhi Logic like that. You were right there with that explanation as if the Distance To Deities equation is a belief system that you share.

GODDAMMIT

Love Triangle between Yuki -> Kyon -> Factory Settings (Deceased)

Fucking called it. And I'm mad about it. And now I'm going to throw things at the next person who passes under my balcony. Empty the whole-ass bookcase right on top of them.

It's funny how Mikuru and Tsuruya being attached at the hip means Mikuru has effectively been demoted to a glorified cameo in this series. And yet the same amount of screentime and stuff to do constitutes a huge increase in importance for Tsuruya.

The end of this episode features Haruhi unpacking her feelings about John Smith and their dynamic from three now four years ago, as we are well past where the first anime ended chronologically. (I think the light novels go all the way to college though?)

To be honest, I find Haruhi's maturity here unconvincing. Her perspective is basically, "Thank you for feeding my delusions while I made the journey of growing into a reasonable and well-adjusted human being." But it doesn't sound like Haruhi. Five minutes ago she was trying to give the Tanabata Speech from the show.

Rather, it feels like the show is coming to an end and Haruhi needs a consolation prize since she's the romantic rival destined to become a loose end, so she's being abruptly gifted with character growth.

There are a few common ways of ending the triangle. One of them is for the spare to undergo last-second character growth and turn into a self-martyring cheerleader for the Official Pair, which is what this feels like. But peacefully surrendering with dignity and grace doesn't feel right for Haruhi Suzumiya. She is a sore loser. She would scorch this earth. So it comes off feeling like they're doing the trope without regard to the Individual Character.

[aparticularbandit]

i've had this thought for a while and i think i put it on a post somewhere but it's not in my haruhi tag, so i'm gonna assume i didn't and just like. here have thoughts, sorry if you've seen them already, here are thoughts anyway.

haruhi doesn't actually want to find all of the things. she doesn't know what she'd do if she did find them, and we're well away from melancholy that if that's what haruhi really wanted, she could make a world where that was true. (just her and kyon and monsters. have fun.)

what haruhi wants is a group of people who will do things with her.

we know from kyon's friend that haruhi got mocked probably mercilessly throughout middle school for not only holding onto the belief that all these things are real but also for looking for them. we have no reason to believe that haruhi had any friends at all. sure, guys asked her out because she was pretty, but the important thing here is that haruhi said yes to all of them, maybe because she thought they were actually interested in her as a person and not just because she was pretty. (she subsequently broke up with all of them because they don't care about her or her interests; kyon's friend is a prime example of yeah, she's pretty, so i asked her out, but she's still crazy, you know, which likely implies that they would have expected haruhi to tone down her natural haruhiness to be something more palatable, which isn't what she wants.)

three years ago, haruhi met a boy from this specific high school who maybe didn't agree with her, but he definitely went along with her while she did her highly illegal thing. she had someone with her for the first time in who knows how long. and we know from disappearance that haruhi searched for him. she went to that high school and waited for him to show up so that she could find him so that she wouldn't have to be alone. he might be a high school student, but at least he would be a friend.

haruhi chose to go to this average public high school (we know from endless eight that she finished all of her homework pretty much immediately and from disappearance that if she wanted to go to a better high school, she could have) because this is the high school the guy who was her friend went and then subsequently went through all of the clubs available because one of them has to be full of people like her - or, just as likely, like him, which means she'll find more of her people, except she doesn't find her people.

and kyon, sitting in front of her, engages with haruhi on her level. haruhi recognizes him. and then haruhi makes her own club because that will draw people to be friends with her if nothing else does.

like - look at endless eight. haruhi doesn't lock them into an infinite loop of chasing monsters. she chases them into an infinite loop of doing normal friend things over the summer break. the loop is broken because they did homework together and haruhi didn't realize that was a thing she wanted to do, but it was.

haruhi is a little spitfire determined to be herself always and forever, but haruhi is lonely and she wants people to be with her and on her side. she wants to do normal things with her friends, but she wants friends who like her for her and don't expect her to be anything other than what she is.

and haruhi has spent so long refusing to wash herself down, no matter how alone she feels, that she doesn't know what it's like to people. these are her friends, which means they want to do the things she wants to do all the time, because they are the same as her, which means they want to do those things, too. which is the conflict of disappearance - you can have people who are on your side and love you who don't always want to do what you want. and that's okay, too. but haruhi has never had to learn this because she's never had a friend, just people who want her to be anyone other than herself.

haruhi says she wants all this stuff, and the world bends to bring it to her, but haruhi doesn't actually want all that stuff. she wants the chase.

and she wants friends who will chase after it with her.

[pidayforpi]

[Written on Monday/15th. Feeling slightly better now, but the facts still hold true.]

(So...for the past few days, I have been browsing Netflix for...children's cartoon animation movies to (re-)watch.

Today, I came across something called..."Paws of Fury: The Legend of Hank"?

(which, by the way, I thought was a comic/cartoon-adapted movie, but apparently it's an original one)

[This thing. Don't know what image to attach, so here is the thumbnail of the trailer.]

Like a mature adult, I decided to watch it.

And, like a definitely non-weeb (and because it's available, otherwise it would be very hard to find), I decided to watch it in Japanese.

The first voice I 100% recognised was Jimbo's: Tesshō Genda （玄田哲章） [Younger Toguro, Sengoku Basara's Takeda, City Hunter's Umibozu] (Samuel L Jackson in the original voice, by the way). Which...okay, I know Genda-san does dubs. He's the voice of Foghorn Leghorn, after all. His voice is very iconic, too. You can't miss it when he does a "battle cry" thingie (maybe it's because I first knew him as Toguro).

But the second one I kinda recognised was Ika Chu's (yes that's the character's name apparently), and I was like:

"Wait, is that Tomokazu Sugita （杉田智和）???" [Gintoki Sakata, Kyon, Escanor, Joseph Joestar and much more]

And I immediately thought: "No way, Sugita doesn't do dubs..."

"But I also cannot not recognise that voice, his voice is very iconic too (and I have known him for a considerable number of roles, starting from Gintoki)."

After the movie, I checked the (Japanese) Wikipedia page, and literally did Joseph's "Naisu!" pose:

It really is Tomokazu Sugita.

And, to add on Sugita's role as Joseph Joestar: Apparently Hank's voice is Yū Hayashi （林勇）, who voices Smokey Brown.

Not gonna lie, I somehow found that very funny.

"NIGERUNDAYO, SMOKEY!!!!!"

There are also apparently other (JoJo) casts, like Tomokazu Seki （関智一） [Enrico Pucci] and Junichi Suwabe （諏訪部順一） [Leone Abbacchio/Younger D'Arby], who voice Chuck and Ichirou respectively. But I couldn't recognise them while I was watching (probably because they are using some silly voices, instead of the ones you hear shouting "Whitesnake!!!" or "Moody Blues!!!")

And of course, Tesshō Genda voices Impostor Captain Tennille/Dark Blue Moon from Stardust Crusaders...if you remember who that is.

(the "Onii-chan!" guy if that helps)

Also also, I may write another entry about this later on...but I would like to meet whoever decided to hire Akio fucking Ōtsuka （大塚明夫） [Wamuu, All For One, Uvogin, Saint Seiya's Hades] to voice Jimmy Crystal.)

[Shits and giggles end here. Much more personal stuff below.]

Maybe because I am still a student, I divide periods of my life into school years (instead of...you know, "real years").

Truth be told: This school year has been very bad for me.

Not because something bad happened (not something sudden and catastrophic), but because...nothing happened. I did nothing...outside school.

(Well, I had an internship interview during my very bad time in January, which was my first "job interview", and which was also my first unsuccessful "job interview").

And school is so super damn busy and stressful, that it is hard to do anything outside school.

I mentioned in my last...personal post, that I have been feeling mood swings. Some days are better (which are the days you see me liking and sharing posts, such as mid-February to early-March), and some days are absolutely bad (which are the days you don't see me at all).

Such as now. The reason why I am watching random stupid shit on Netflix is because, otherwise, I would be lying on my bed doing nothing. So I might as well be lying on my bed doing something. I can't sleep, because I have been sleeping too much already. I did try reading too, but I guess my mind is a bit too exhausted/overwhelmed to do that.

(I know I also should be spending at least some time socialising (a massive sorry to all my Discord server-mate seeing this), which is a "how to feel better" self-help tip I see in every single article. But whenever I am feeling bad, I just tend to...disappear. I know I should stop doing that, and I have been saying I will stop doing that. Sorry.)

Honestly, I shouldn't even be watching something on a Monday (it's my day off, but it's still a weekday, and I still have homework to do). I did go to school (to get out of home, at least), but I really had no energy to work today.

Okay, I actually have no energy nor interest to do...anything at all. I know it's waterfowl breeding season soon, and I haven't been to a park in...months. Which is definitely a sign that something is wrong with me.

This "on-and-off but constantly feeling bad on average" pattern reminds me of another past school year. A year I still dread and regret whenever I think about it.

Moreover, now that the Undertale cringe is one-year-old, I have successfully failed to create anything for a year.

Which is not ideal, and I have been saying this since last summer vacation. Because things have not been okay since then. My WIPs are becoming four years old.

I also didn't do any "active" stuff at all since school started, like gaming. My Brok the InvestiGator progress is still around 50%, so I have been dodging spoilers like mad. I tried to mod and play Skyrim a bit, but no big progress whatsoever (Vilja is still waiting for me to complete her quest). I know DD2 just dropped last month, but I haven't even bought it yet.

The only things I have done were "passive" things like watching shows/movies and reading fics. And sometimes even those stopped, when I am feeling really bad.

The reason why I am writing this is because "writing your feelings down" is another "how to feel better" self-help tip I see in every single article. I used to keep a diary where I did exactly this every day, but the habit sort of...faded away (during the aforementioned bad past school year, probably because I was too sad to write down how sad I was every day).

I don't have a cool/motivational ending to this, so I will just end it abruptly here.

(15-4-2024)

[ridley-was-a-cat]

What I Watched This Week – 7/9-7/15

Initial D First Stage - I am not very knowledgeable about cars or particularly interested in racing, so I really only added this to my watchlist because one of my cousins loves it, and because it's so often referenced by other anime. Imagine my surprise, then, when it totally got its hooks into me and I had a great time watching it. I was the same age as Takumi when this aired in 1998, and the janky CG, the Eurobeat soundtrack, the fashions, the lack of cellphones, and everything else was just nostalgic af, taking me right back to the summer after high school graduation, and doing dumb shit with my friends. The way Takumi casually falls into the role of street racing phenom, his dad's quiet enabling, and Itsuki's high energy cheerleading all charmed the pants off me. I can't wait to watch more. 8/10

The Disappearance of Haruhi Suzumiya - I liked, but didn't love, the previous series, but this movie sequel worked really well for me. It undoubtedly helped that the titular character was absent for most of it, as she is a difficult character to watch, and the focus was instead on Kyon as he desperately ran around trying to figure out what the hell happened, and if he even wanted to go back to how it was. I liked the way the forked timeline situation showed how comfortable he was with his crazy situation despite his protests otherwise, and forced him to own up to it to himself. In a weird way, seeing Kyon admit out loud that he has fun being part of Haruhi's nonsense made her more palatable to me as the viewer. All in all, a fun adventure to watch, and a good conclusion for the series. 8/10

[smilingangel582]

Finally, victory?

Hello!! So I noticed I made a few grammer mistakes. Also, it's not because english is my second language, buuuut its because I'm too excited to write these, and I just wanted u guys to see them. Anyhow! I'll be careful, OK? Also, this one is for my dear rat baby yuki! I love him from fruits basket, and he needs love and tickles. Also, poor kyon kyon needs to win at least once, right?

Warning spoilers may be there so watch the series and familiarised

Enjoyyy~♡

It's finally going to happen. Hatsuharu, Ayame, Shigure and Tohru watched as the battle continued to take place.

Yuki's delicate features concentrated harder on the chess pieces, waiting for his opponent to make his move. Swiftly lifting his gaze back to Kyo, he patiently stared at the car zodiac.

Kyo's frustrated expressions were hilarious to haru and Shigure who snickered together about this absurd look he had. Yet Kyo disregarded with a grunt. Finally he moved forward but victorious grinning "I got your other Bishop too rat boy! Prepare to die!"

Tohru in the background prayed that no one was going kill anyone. Though it was unheard. Yuki raised an eyebrow, and he sighed coolly. "Baka neko (stupid cat), do you think chess is something you can play without a strategy?"

"Huh???!!" Rage flooded in the ginger's face, Yuki's blank features examined Kyo before speaking."So I guess I'll have to claim your king now,"

"YOU CAN'T-!"

Barely able to finish, Kyo watched as Yuki gracefully eased the rook closer to his king. Panic flushed, he forgot about thar sneaky rook of his. Kyo looked back and forth, realising none of his pawns were active. Not even his Knight was allowed to move when Yuki's pawns pinned him.

Afterwards with a futile attempt to cut off Yuki's Knight, Yuki smirked "Checkmate"

Between a growl and a snarl, Kyo staggered back with defeat.

Haru smiled now seeing how things will never change especially with Kyo and Yuki's rivalry.

However. He wanted to see Yuki falter for once.

"My dear brother! I am so proud of you!" Ayame's expressions sparked with happiness and Yuki stared at him "Who invited him?"

Shigure grinned and that itself answered him. Before anyone could say anything more, Kyo snapped abruptly, startling Yuki a little.

"Fight me again, this time properly! I learned the grappling technique from master! No objections baka nezumi (stupid rat)!"

Yuki felt fatigues mentally, but he sighed instead. Rolling his shoulder to flex himself and prepare for this sparring session, Yuki mentally wished Kyo could give up for once.

"Fine, but remember I'm not paying for your bandages in future,"

"You!" With that Kyo lunged. Tohru squeaked in fear as they began to roughhouse in the middle of the living room "please be careful..."

Her innocence made Haru assure her "relax they aren't trying to murder each other for real"

She nodded hopefully, and Haru continued to observe with her. Meanwhile, Ayame and Shigure lost interest in it and were discussing things to themselves of god-knows-what?

Yuki was gaining the upper hand as usual. He hooked his feet under Kyo's ankles, which sent him stumble backwards, with thst he grabbed on to Yuki's waist for support something unintentional.

Yuki yelped loud, which is so rare for the normally composed student council president.

Kyo noticed it but was wondering if he hurt him. He backed away a little and lowered his attempts to try it again. Haru, on the other hand, had to ask, "What's up, Yuki?"

Yuki's face flushed to a lovely pink colour, which made Kyo suspicious now. "Oi. What's wrong with you?

"What...?" Yuki played dumb, still keeping his defences high. He had his back to Haru when he was distancing himself from Kyo. "I'm fine... why did you stop idiot cat,"

Haru reached to poke his waist, "When Kyo touched you here, you were stiff as a log,"

By this, Yuki cried out, "Oi, stiff cheating!"

Kyo noticed the slight quivering of Yuki's lips and then tackled him rapidly. Before Yuki could turn the tables, Kyo dug his fingers on to the delicate sides of the prince.

Yuki arched his back, squeaking like a mouse, which dragged even Shigure's attention.

"Ohh? Is the little mouse sensitive?" Haru teased first. This made Yuki blush even more, "nohoho! It does nohot!"

It's was Kyo's turn to grin like a maniac. "Well, well, finally, victory?" He added with additional wiggles to his ribs, and that made his laughter kick higher and louder. "OhohoOHOHOI! STOHOHP THAHAHAT! NOHOHO!"

Tohru had no clue how to react, for seem reason, Yuki's giggles are so cute. She felt blushing with endearment. She smiled "Yuki Is adorable..."

"AHhahaha noho fair hohohondahaha sahahan!" He whined now. Suddenly, Kyo just pinned his wrists to the side, letting him catch his breath, knowing the bronchial issue at hand.

"Adorable...? Yeah, right, it's fucking funny how unprincely he is!" Kyo mocked him and now Yuki having recovered glared back at him.

"Well, if cheating makes you triumphed, I dare say go for it! I'm not yielding such a stupid method!"

Kyo narrowed his eyes. "Cheating? I just found a weakness, and you think I'm cheating?"

Shigure joined in out of nowhere now leaning in between haru and ayame "also Yuki, laughter is the best medicine,"

"Shut uhuhup!" A surprised giggle escaped when Kyo hand magically released his wrists now tickling his tummy. He squeaked even more loudly and curled front, then twisted to the side.

This made Kyo shock a little. He was surprisingly cute for some reason, but he couldn't let that stop him "ill tickle you to submission Yuki..."

"NohohoOHOHO! PLEHEHEHEASE MAHAHAHAKE IHIHIT STAHAHAHAHAP!"

"He's begging..." Haru stated amusedly "keep going Kyo you're winning after the seven hundred and-"

"I get it, kid!" Kyo snapped at Haru but didn't stop his assault. He dug into his hips, and Yuki burst into another melody of loud cackles and giggly snorts. Kyo heard him at last.

"YOHOHOHOU WIHIHIN! CUHUHUT IHIHIT OUT NOHOHOW KYOHOHOHO!"

Stopping slowly, Kyo watched those long lashes tear stained, yuki was beautiful, and Kyo blushed a little at thst "you lost... remember?"

He was silent, breathing with giggles, but then they shrilld when Kyo poked his waist. "Ohohokay juhuhust stop! You wihin!"

Kyo cried out in triumph and now danced in enthusiasm. Yuki sighed now, relaxing a little as he watched Kyocelebrating like a child. With a huff, Haru helped him to his feet. "Never thought you'd be ticklish yun yun... huh?"

Fear seized him the moment that nickname arosed, "Please... don't tell Kakeru... that's the last thing I want!"

He smiled and nodded "I won't, I promise,"

Yuki sighed in relief and joind with tohru meanwhile hatsuharu internally began thinking...

Because he's the one who told me you're ticklish.

Grinning excitedly, they all began to tease Yuki's behaviour today, as adorable, funny, and hilarious. Yuki still denied the fact that he squeaked like a mouse and giggled like a girl until Shigure said round two was necessary.

Still, Yuki can't say he's unhappy.

Hope it's good! I just finished this at midnight, so it's sleepy, byeeee!

[floylia]

ELYSIAN ♫

05. Time is a bargaining tool

Time is a bargaining tool.

Scara knew that.

“You want me to feature on your album?” You repeated Scara’s words, beginning to doubt your ability to hear, “Do you realize how risky that is?”

Scara bobbed his head with pleased a expression etched on his face as if his words weren’t weighted with worry, “That’s why I asked you if you were ready to take a risk.”

You stood up, unable to sit still, now pacing across the room. Bambi must have sensed your unease, because he too, started following you while rubbing himself against your legs, “On a normal occasion, I wouldn’t mind. But you’re playing with two careers here. I might sound frustrating, refusing your offer, but don’t blame me for being realistic.”

“When have I ever cared about reputations?”

You fought the urge to smack him back into his senses.

“Never, but you’re in an industry where the public’s opinion can change the trajectory of the career you’ve established for years.”

And I don’t want you to go through that as well.

“We’re not puppets.”

“That’s debatable.”

Scara sighed, tousling his hair once again—his nervous habit, “We shouldn’t let them control us.”

It’s easier said than done.

But you understood where he was coming from.

You faced him, offering your utmost sincerity, “I don’t want to drag you in my mess. Nor do I want to cause more trouble than necessary.”

Silence engulfed the room. You glanced over at your friend. He’s deep in thought, gaze intense, expression unreadable. But you knew he was scheming, thinking of ways to persuade you—anything to assure you that all’s well, ends well.

Because what Scara wants, Scara gets.

“How long is your hiatus?”

You shrugged your shoulder and decided to sit back down. Bambi trailed you as he leaped up the bed and onto your lap. Clingy cats are the best, “I don’t know, but they’ll probably kick me out before it’s over. I have less than three months left, anyway.”

“What if we use this opportunity?”

“What do you mean?”

He crossed his arms, “Tell your story. Your silence leaves for more assumptions to grow.”

“I would if they let me use my voice. I was planning to wait until my contract is up to take legal actions.”

He tilted his head, “Why can’t you now?”

“Because they’re silencing me. Especially since my accuser is from the same company,” You deadpanned, stating the obvious, a detail he may have forgotten.

Scaramouche scoffed in disbelief, eyebrows furrowed as he shook his head in disapproval, “But they’re willing to throw you under the bus and take her side over you?”

“Which is why I don’t want to be responsible for ruining the career you’ve built for years. Even my friends are receiving unnecessary hate just because they’re connected to me.”

“So it’s a lost cause?”

You nodded.

“Can you…” Scara hesitated, wondering if he should continue, “Can you think it over some more? At least until your hiatus is up?”

You crossed your arms, failing to hide the faint smile creeping across your lips, “You sound desperate.”

“Enjoying my misery?”

“Absolutely.”

“I’ll win you over, just wait.”

Time is a bargaining tool.

You realized that.

Notes:

“We’re not puppets.” Haha so about that

another update cause i feel bad for ghosting 🫡

hope you all enjoy :))

i’m sorry if i couldn’t tag you (bolded = couldn’t tag)

Synopsis: After 7 years of enduring the media’s relentless pursuit of painting you as a villain, you’re forced to go through an indefinite hiatus with a tainted reputation on your head. However, just when you thought your career was over, a certain 5WIRL member wants you to feature on his solo career. Surely, this won’t affect your reputation once more, would it?

Scaramouche x fem!reader

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[shanieveh]

REVERSE 02↺: you belong with me

wriothesley x fem!reader smau

now playing: down bad — taylor swift

Banter was heavy as you await the game. Everyone was on the edge of their seats, everyone was on their waiting game. With Inazuma, being on the lead the situation looked rough.

You looked at Scaramouche being happy and you didn't like that. Men below 5'0 should never laugh!

You cheered for Wriothesley harder than ever, he most likely heard it, the whole stadium was about to get an ear drum infection because of you. Being the only Fontainian fan in these Sumerian idiots had made you develop somewhat of a superiority complex.

And with Wriothesley hitting that shot, the crowd goes wild, but you, you went absolutely feral. This was the sight of every game, no matter how many activities you had to cram it was all worth it, just to see him with a smile of victory with his team.

"Take that losers!" Scaramouche and the rest of the gang roll their eyes, it was your victory.

Like always, after all, the duke never lost.

You continue screeching at the whole game and as you see them going to the after party, you turned to the gang and followed. But with that they nodded.

Charlotte was probably there for the interview, Dehya was there for Candace Kaveh was there for Alhaitham, Cyno was there to bully Kaveh, and Scaramouche was there to bully everyone. But you, you know your role.

But seeing Clorinde with him smiling, you remember the happenings, not really. You still loved him.

———————————[ 01 —↺— 03 ]————————————

the whole campus knows about your 3 year crush on the student body president and basketball captain wriothesley. you were fine with his constant ignoring and rejections until something happened, until you stopped, and a reverse took place... now he won't leave you alone.

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[rosayounan]

You Will Be My Better Half- Part 3

It was mid-morning when Ram woke. Taking in his surroundings he smiled softly, feeling the heavy weight of Bheem on his lap. The man was snoring softly, arm curled around Ram’s leg securely. Ram guessed he must’ve stayed like the for the rest of the night. It didn’t bother him, as long as they were able to get some sleep. He didn’t remember waking again in the night, so Ram guessed that both he and Bheem has slept soundly after. 

Stretching out a bit, Ram leaned fully against the tree trunk, enjoying the quiet of the morning in the forest. The sun had come out and their fire had died back. Gone was the blazing fire from last night, only cooling embers took its place. The officer thought about getting up and rekindling it some to get food ready. It would do them both no good to go hungry. However, the thought of disturbing his brother from sleep was enough to keep him seated in place a while longer. 

After a few minutes, Bheem flinched slightly. Ram frowned in concern, hoping another nightmare wasn’t starting up. Bheem seemed to be having a particularly violently one last night and didn’t need another so soon. 

He ran a palm over the frown forming on Bheem’s face. It seemed to work as Bheem calmed instantly. Ram couldn’t help smiling. In so many ways, Bheem reminded him of his own brother, long gone now. The way he smiled, ate food with his left hand, his innocence. 

But Bheem was also strong. A fierce tiger sworn to protection. That protection Ram also found himself carrying. For his family, his fiancé , his tribe…

And for his brother.

Bheem chose that moment to sigh out and his eyes fluttered opened. He looked up at the sky, most probably taking in his surroundings too. His roaming eyes found Ram’s and a smile appeared on his face. 

“Good morning,” Ram grinned ruffling his hair. 

“Mmm,” Bheem stretched out sleepily, “I was dreaming.”

“Good things I hope.” Ram replied fearing that another nightmare had happened after all.

Bheem looked at him and faltered, “I-I don’t remember. Someone called my name and I was looking for them. I couldn’t find them.”

“Mali perhaps?” Ram was curious a well, “She had been waiting for you for some time.”

“I don’t think so,” Bheem pulled a hand behind his head, “She always calls me anna…” A look of realization came over his face. 

“Bheem?” Ram prompted when his brother remained silent. 

“You!” He squeezed Ram’s hand, “It was you. I was looking for you, calling for you. You answered me but I couldn’t find you. I kept looking and you kept calling. But I couldn’t see you. Only hear you.”

“Easy, easy,” Ram laid a hand on his chest trying to calm him, “It’s alright. I’m here.”

It seemed to have been the right thing to say. Bheem nodded and squeezed the hand on his chest. 

“I’m here.” Ram repeated softly using his other hand to stroke the curls back from Bheem’s face,“You found me.”

They were both quiet for a moment, holding each other’s hands. “

Bhaee?” Bheem spoke in a whisper, “Mujhe dar lag raha hai.”

 For some reason, the words made Ram’s throat feel tight. He knew Bheem was a fearless warrior, protector, wild but just to the very core. But this was not the warrior Bheem speaking to him. This was Bheem, his brother. 

His Tam’mudu. 

“Kyon?” Ram asked, “Kya hai?”

“The English,” Bheem explained, “People like those British. Men like Scott, women like his wife. They may have been destroyed. But how many will come after? Are we safe ever? You were an officer, bhaee. They will come looking for you.”

Ram thought about the truth behind Bheem’s words. It was true, men like Scott never ceased. They were always more coming. He had seen it as a child. He would see it now as well. 

“I’m afraid for you, anna,” Bheem squeezed his hand, “You will be in danger. They may send more men to try and arrest you. Or to hurt Seetha. You need someone with you. By yourself it’s dangerous.”

“I’ve never avoided danger, Bheem,” Ram replied, “Nor have you. It’s who we are and we can’t change that.”

“But alone bhaee, you might-“

“I’m not alone, Bheem.” Ram insisted, “I have Seetha, my people, the tribe, my uncle. And you.”

Bheem stared almost as if he was surprised that Ram had mentioned him at all. He sat up quickly, still gripping tightly onto their joined hands. 

“Bhaee?” He frowned as if not understanding. He spoke slowly. It reminded Ram of the days where Bheem tried to speak English for the first time. “You want me with you?” 

Ram felt his chest get heavy. He knew of course the damage he had done to them both. However, he had hoped that they were making progress. He blinked back some tears.

“Bhaee?” Bheem asked again, seeming upset at the sight of tears.

“I’m sorry, Bheem,” Ram kept his gaze fixed on his brother’s hoping his eyes could convey the sincerity behind his words.“

Anna, I forgive you,” Bheem squeezed his shoulder, “There is nothing more to forgive. It’s behind us now.”

“Then you must know,” Ram couldn’t stop a lone tear that escaped, “You must know. You are my friend, my brother. I lost that gift once because of my own foolishness, but I don’t want to lose it a second time. You are my family.” He shook their joined hands fervently.

Bheem had a warm smile that grew on his face. 

“You are my family,” Ram repeated so Bheem knew. He had to know, “You showed me what happiness was after I thought I’d lost it forever. I’m not losing you again, Bheem.”

Bheem was crying now as well, “Anna,” His voice shook, “I learned so much from you. You have given me so much. I have no family, but you…. you are my family also. Main tumase door nahin hona chaahata, anna.”  

Ram held his face in his hands. It tore him inside to see Bheem openly crying now. 

“Then stay, Bheem,” He whispered, “Come home with me.”

Bheem wiped his eyes and nodded, “Thank you, bhaee.”

Ram pulled him close to shush him. There was no gratitude in this. This was also Ram’s own selfish desire to keep his brother close. He had lost enough of his family. 

“Mujhe tumase pyaar hai, Bheem,” Ram couldn’t stop the shake in his voice.

“Bhaee, main aapako pyaar karata hoon.” Bheem embraced him back tightly.

Ram wasn’t sure where the fresh tears were coming from. Perhaps it was all the emotion from the last few days. Ram knew deep inside though, that he hadn’t dared to utter those words to anyone since his family. He even had a difficult time expressing his love to Seetha. She always knew what was in his heart though, but Ram hated that he couldn’t get the words out. How guilty he often felt for not telling her what she meant to him.

Bheem however broke those walls built up inside of him. While he normally kept to himself and worked, silently trying to fulfill his mission, he often felt empty inside. With Bheem, he wants to laugh, to joke, to talk, to dance. This simple man had filled something deep in his heart that Ram just couldn’t express. Until now. 

He was finally able to say those simple words that seemed to small, but meant so much. 

Bheem broke away first but he held Ram’s jaw, smiling brightly. Ram looked into his eyes and only saw love and understanding. It was like he was being read like an open book. So many words but there was no need to say anything. It was understood.

They could both feel it.

Bheem wiped Ram’s tears away with his thumb.“I’m here,” He repeated the same words Ram had soothed him with earlier, “I’m right here.”

“Alright, enough!” Ram laughed, “You’re making me into a blubbering idiot!” 

Bheem laughed wiping his own tears, “All this crying, I’m starting to get hungry!”

Ram shook his head smirking, “Only you can always be ready for food.”

Bheem laughed again and pushed himself up, “I’ll see what I can find for us.” 

He went to his bag and took out a hunting knife. Ram followed, getting the fire roaring again so they could use it to cook something.

“You have to warn Seetha, Ram.” Bheem spoke as he sharpened his knife on a rock.

“Warn her about what?” Ram asked as he stoked the fire.

Bheem grinned, “She has a new brother.”

Ram through a stick at him in jest and tried to hide the smile that it really gave him.

“Alright, I’m going!” Bheem laughed getting up and heading further from their camp.

“Bheem,” Ram called.

Bheem turned back to his brother just in time to catch the rifle that had come sailing in the air. He caught it with one fluid motion and gave Ram a questioning look.

Ram stared back, “Be careful.” He ordered. 

Bheem nodded in understanding and went off quickly and silently through the forest. 

Ram watched him until he disappeared. After all, he only had one brother.

Ram was ready to do anything to protect him. 

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Alright there’s part 3! Enjoy guys! Feel free to comment any ideas!  Let’s see...will I allow Bheem to have an easy trip hunting and return safely? When is anything that simple with our boys? Stay tuned for more!

Hindi translations below! Apologies if these are not accurate.

Mujhe dar lag raha hai = I am scared. 

Kyon? = Why?  

Kya ha? = What is it?  

Main tumase door nahin hona chaahata, anna. = I don’t want to be away from you, brother.

Mujhe tumase pyaar hai, Bheem = I love you, Bheem. 

Bhaee, main aapako pyaar karata hoon = I love you too, brother. 

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I tagged other fellow RRR fanfic authors whose work I’ve enjoyed and my followers. Please let me know if you would like me to tag you in the future or if you don’t want to be tagged as well. Thanks!  

[pa-stella]

Ok. I’m still recovering from BAT’s awesomeness in the no ticket live show and I can’t bring myself to write down what I had in mind for Day 3 of Hitoya Amaguni’s Week 2022 since it was full of sad emotions. I will try to write it before his birthday, but in the meantime… I don’t like the ending that much, to be honest.

The previous entries can be found here!

Day 4 - Nya Ni Nyu Nye Nyon

Hitoya had just left his bike in the private parking of his condo, when he noticed a big cardboard box near the entrance. It was pouring and he just wanted to go back home, have a shower and start his well deserved summer vacation in peace; however a weird sound coming from the carton made him stop on his tracks. Maybe he had just misheard that, but it was better just to check it out.

There were two things he hated. The first was people leaving random junk in front of his apartment complex.

He opened the box with extreme caution and he was met with the sight of five small fluffy kittens.

The second was assholes abandoning pet animals in need.

Hitoya sighed. He knew he would probably regret it in the future, but he took the box anyway (making the small felines cry a little) and went up to his apartment. The first thing he did after settling the box in his living room was take a picture of the kittens and send it to the groupchat of Bad Ass Temple. Hopefully Kuko and Jyushi would be able to help find them a proper home while he’d search for the bastard that had abandoned those creatures. 

Jyushi was the first to reply with a few messages full of those strange kaomojis he liked to use. He compared the kittens to Sanrio characters and ended up complaining about how he wouldn’t be able to adopt even one since his roommates were both allergic.

Maybe Kuko-san can keep them at the temple?, the visual kei singer suggested (adding ⊹⋛⋋( ●´⌓`●)⋌⋚⊹, whatever it might mean).

Hitoya let out another sigh and sunk a little into the leather sofa. He closed his eyes. What a way to start his holidays. The kittens were still meowing, but they had calmed down as soon as they realized they were not under the rain anymore. They became a little noisier when Hitoya’s phone rang.

“Shitty lawyer.” Kuko was on the other end of the call.

“Don’t call me that.” Hitoya scolded him and reached out to pet one of the little cats. It was the only one with dark fur in the group.

“My old man prohibited me from bringing more cats to the temple.” Straight to the point. Typical of Kuko. “But they are still young cats. It’ll be easier to find them a new home.”

“I don’t have the time to…”

“Leave it to me. I think a lot of families that come to the temple would be happy to have a small kitten in their life.” He chuckled. “Try not to get too attached to them in the meantime!”

The call ended and Hitoya snorted. As if that could be a possibility!

That same evening, Jyushi had come to help him. Knowing that Hitoya didn’t probably have milk at home, he had brought plenty with other useful products. He occupied himself with the task of washing the kittens and gave the lawyer time to ask the neighbors if they had seen anyone suspicious that day. Nobody saw anything. Hitoya made a formal request to check the security cameras footage but he knew that would have to wait a few days.

A week passed; then another; then a month. Hitoya got used to the little guests in his apartment faster than expected. They were… good cats. Small, needy but also quiet. Except for a single unfortunate accident with Kyon (also nicknamed Kuko 2.0) and the leather sofa, they all started to use the many scratching posts Hitoya had bought.  After the first week they chose to sleep in the lawyer’s bed instead of their designated spots. It was scary to wake up with five pairs of eyes watching him, but Hitoya had to admit it was forgettable compared to the nice feeling he got whenever the cats welcomed him back home every evening.

Kuko had found many families that were interested in adopting them, but every time Hitoya had found many excuses to delay the relocation of the cats. At some point, the monk just asked, “Are you sure you still want to give them away?” and the lawyer had found himself shaking his head.

The truth was… they were a nice addition to his life and he was sure the cats couldn’t ask for a better owner. He had enough money to pay for their regular visits to the vet, to change ruined furniture, to have a cleaning lady, to hire a cat sitter whenever he was away for work for too long… and to keep all of them together without separating them.

“You have more than enough love for all of them, Hitoya-san.” Jyushi had said once while adjusting Nye’s pink collar. “Destiny sent them to you because that’s what you needed.”

He had expected Kuko to make some kind of joke that time, but he had just nodded in a knowing way. 

So, maybe they were right. 

[coldflame96]

Wrapped up in you

Summary: Sharing a scarf with your girl when you don’t like things around your neck is something that can be so personal..

Rating: T

Also found on AO3 and FF.net

Based off that picture in the very last scene with Kyoru sharing a scarf <3

“Wow!" He heard her gasp. "It's snowing!" But then she furrowed her brow. "But it was so mild this morning."

Neither of them had brought coats with them, but Tohru brought her scarf with the pom poms. She really loved that thing and it was cute.

"Kyo-kun," she grabbed his hand. "Are you cold?"

He didn't think he could ever truly be cold as long as she was around.

But he did shiver a bit. "A little. The temperature really dropped."

"Well here!" She took her scarf off, handing it to him. "Maybe this will help."

He knocked her head gently. "Then you'll get cold, dummy."

"I'll be okay!" She waved her arms. "I don't want you to get sick!"

He could tell this was gonna go nowhere fast. He rolled his eyes fondly and grabbed the scarf. She looked at him expectantly and he got an idea. It was cheesy, but knowing her, she'd probably love it.

He pulled her in closer, wrapping one end of the scarf around her neck, and the other end very loosely around his own.

"There." He said triumphantly, breath visible, "now neither of us have to be cold." He punctuated with a gentle whack with one of the poms and she giggled. He paused and then whacked her again. "Huh, this is kinda fun."

He was met with a whack on his own cheek with his girlfriend grinning impishly. "You're right, it is."

He gently whacked her again, this time pressing the pom right on top of her nose, shaking it as she tried to bat it away.

She tried to do a little twirl but the scarf wasnt quite long enough for that so she just did an awkward twist. The temperature was dropping by a lot and her nose was starting to turn red.

He leaned over to kiss it and she gave a questioning look.

He shrugged. "It looked cold."

She grabbed his hand, peeking at him from under her lashes. "I think my lips are cold too."

Subtle. He cradled her face and kissed her gently. "Better?"

"Still feels pretty cold."

He hummed, kissing her again. It was something he never really got tired of doing. She fisted her hands in his uniform jacket as he just kissed her slowly, careful to keep it chaste.

"Oi, lovebirds," he jumped when he felt a hand slap his back and saw Uotani to his side. She smirked. "When you're done being gross, you might wanna actually head home before you turn into snowmen." She put her arm over her head like a visor. "It's supposed to snow all night."

"Oh really?" Tohru asked. "I had work tonight."

She grunted. "So did I. But I called off. You should too."

She frowned. "I wouldn't wanna trouble them-"

He'd heard enough. "You're not walking to work in a blizzard. If you don't wanna call off, then just have Momiji do it for you. His dad owns the place."

She bit her lip. "I suppose…"

"Momiji Sohma is quite fond of you," Hanajima came out of nowhere. "I would imagine he wouldn't expect you to risk yourself in such weather."

"C'mon, we should go." Uotani said, wrapping an arm around Tohru's neck. "It's already cold and it’s only supposed to get worse."

She relented and he followed behind her closely, the scarf still hanging off his neck.

"Apparently we're supposed to get 15 cm," he heard Uotani say vaguely.

Tohru clapped her hands in excitement. "Really? Wow. We could play in the snow!"

"We could have a snowball fight." And then Uotani smirked. "Betcha I could beat Kyon."

He rolled his eyes. "Don't start a fight you can't finish, Yankee."

She snorted. "Yeah okay. You know your ‘bad boy’ image is ruined with that scarf around your neck."

He shrugged. It wasn't like he had anything to be embarrassed about.

Tohru was talking to Hanajima now about something, her face lit up. He smiled softly. She was happy and that's all he cared about.

The wind was really picking up and everyone in the group did a full-body shudder. It really was getting freezing and the snow was sinking into his clothes uncomfortably. Tohru was trying to hide it, but she was shivering. How did she manage to wear skirts in this kind of weather?

They parted ways with Uotani and Hanajima and no sooner than they rounded the corner, he wrapped his arms around Tohru's waist from behind.

"Are you cold?" He whispered.

She nodded. "Only a little."

He kissed her temple. "C'mon, let's get home."

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By the time they got into the doorway, her teeth were chattering and he rubbed her arms to try and warm her up.

"My, my, my," he heard Shigure say from the kitchen door and he looked up to see him standing there, looking way too amused. "I understand you kids are in love, but there is a time and place."

"Piss off," he snapped. "It's snowing and freezing outside."

"Well, that's why coats exist." He said smugly. "Honestly, Kyo-kun, do you not ever check the weather forecasts?

He was gonna punch this asshole. He felt a light tug on his shirt and he brought his attention back to his currently shivering girlfriend.

"D-do y-you m-m-m-mind if I shower first? I...c-can w-wait if you w-want to."

He pushed her back gently towards the bathroom. "Go shower before you get sick."

"O-okay."

It was once he heard the bathwater running that Shigure turned back to him, smirking. "Nice scarf." He gave him a flat look in response, which he took as a cue to continue talking. "Tsk, tsk, you made a rookie mistake just now."

"What are you talking about?" He asked on impulse, and then came to the conclusion that maybe he shouldn't have.

Shigure's grin only grew wider. "When a beautiful woman you're with is going to the shower, it's only natural you offer to join her."

Kyo grabbed him by the collar, growling, "Don’t talk about her like that, you fucking creep. I’ll kill you!”

"Scary~" And then something else seemed to come to him. "Where's Yuki-kun? Don't tell me you left him out there."

"How should I know? He was never even with us."

And that was when the phone rang. Shigure waved, saying "I'll let you handle that” and then went back to his own room, hopefully to die.

He scoffed. He didn't usually answer the phone but he had a good idea who it was.

"Hello?" He sighed out.

"Kyo?" Yuki's voice came through the speaker. He sounded surprised, which was fair.

"Yeah?"

"Where’s Honda-san?"

"In the shower.

"I see. when she gets out, tell her not to save me any dinner. The weather's getting bad so I went home with Kakeru."

"Fine. That it?"

"Yeah."

"Great. See ya."

"Wait."

"What?"

"You and Honda-san are alone...don't do anything stupid."

His face heated up. "Shigure's here, you jackass." He gritted. And probably eavesdropping. "And that's none of your business."

"Oh, he's actually home?"

"Yeah."

"My condolences."

"Whatever. Anything else?"

"No. You can hang up now."

And he was about to do just that but something paused him. "Oi."

"What?"

"You too," he mumbled through gritted teeth because he really didn't wanna think about Yuki doing anything like that. "Don’t do anything stupid."

A pause and then a "Thanks" before the line went dead.

"Oh, was that Yuki-kun?" He heard Tohru behind him, her skin flushed from the steam and her hair still damp. “Is he alright?”

He grunted in affirmation, trying not to look at how a stray water droplet ran down her neck. "He's fine. He's at Manabe's, so don't wait up for him on dinner."

She made to hug him, but then reeled back. "Kyo-kun, you need to get out of those wet clothes! You'll get sick."

If it were just them, he would suggest she help him with that, but Shigure was here and he was not gonna give him the satisfaction of that.

He patted her head. "I'm going."

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Without work to go to, her and Kyo-kun took the night in. She had already changed into her sleepwear (which consisted of one of his shirts that was way too big on her and a pair of flannel pants).  

He had changed too, in a loose long-sleeve and a pair of sweatpants.

With Shigure-san here, they couldn't exactly do anything more than kiss, so they'd just ended up watching a movie.

He'd fallen asleep halfway through and was currently clinging to her, head on her chest.

She could really admire him without being questioned when he was asleep, how his nose wasn’t set completely straight, the smattering of light freckles on the bridge that were more pronounced in the summer.

She lightly stroked his strong jawline and his arms tightened around her waist.

She smiled to herself. He was such a cute sleeper. She lightly threaded her fingers through his fiery hair, noting how it curled around his ears now.

It's getting so long..

She heard her phone vibrate from the nightstand and strained to reach it without disturbing her sleeping boyfriend.

She saw the message was from Uo-chan and then shot up in alarm at the attachment.

She heard a light groan and saw Kyo-kun blearily blinking his eyes open and she felt a little guilty.

"Wha's goin' on?" He mumbled.

"Uo-chan just sent me something."

He hummed. "'Splains why you woke me up."

She was pretty sure he was being sarcastic based off the grumpy look on his face but paired with the messy hair, it didn't have much of an effect.

"Look at this." She shoved the phone under his nose and watched him squint as he put his own hand over hers.

It was a picture of them, sharing the scarf with snow falling around them. Neither of them were looking at the camera but she was chatting with Hana-chan, though the angle of the photo cut her poor friend off, and Kyo-kun just watched her, looking content.

He normally hated getting pictures taken so it was rare to see him so relaxed in one.

"Was this from today?" He asked.

"Yep! Uo-chan took it." Then she cocked her head. "I wonder how she managed to do it without us noticing."

He stretched, his shirt riding above his waist, which she attempted to steadfastly ignore for her own sanity.  

"Probably because I wasn't looking at her."

He always said things like that so easily and it was a marvel each time.

"I know you hate pictures," she started hesitantly, "but do you mind if I keep this one?"

"I don't mind pictures," he said softly. "Not with you, anyway."

She blushed, smiling to herself. "Right." She put one foot down on the carpet. "I'll go ask Shigure-san if I can borrow his printer."

A warm hand grabbed her wrist. "Do it tomorrow," he said. "It's late." And then he slumped on top of her. "I want my pillow back."

He was actually pouting and it was quite possibly one of the most adorable things she’d ever seen.  

She just stared at the picture of them, smiling softly, Kyo-kun’s chin on her shoulder.

"You look cute," he murmured.

"I look the same as always, don't I?"

"Yeah."

He was warm. Like a steady heater on her back. It made her feel sleepy.

At some point, she’d been gently coaxed on her back again, eyes heavy and her boyfriend a comforting weight on her chest. She managed to text Uo-chan a 'Thank you' through bleary eyes before letting sleep take her.

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The next day, she bought a frame and added the picture to her shelf next to her mother and Kyo-kun’s beads.

“You’re such a sap,” he’d said when he walked in and saw it.

But he couldn’t hide how his eyes kept softening when they landed on it.

Not from her.