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Furin boys I think would have participated in the Stonewall riots:

3: all of them.

2: also all of Shishitoren

1: Tsubaki

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“𝙹𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞…

…𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚍𝚘 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚎”

ᴡɪɴᴅʙʀᴇᴀᴋᴇʀ ʙᴏʏꜱ ft. Kaji Ren, Umemiya Hajime

Warnings: Emotional Breakdowns

A/N: Very self indulgent for a first full write, but this week was hell at my job and I needed an outlet so here we go. I was gonna also add Kiryu or Togame but ended up just doing Ume and Kaji. Maybe I’ll do the others later.

I know one (1) person and they don’t enjoy fanfiction so I don’t have a proof reader

KAJI REN

You had never been so utterly drained. Your body felt like lead, and your eyes would barely stay open for you as you trudged slowly to your door. Your head leaned against the door as you haphazardly shoved the key in to get it unlocked. You didn’t even bother kicking your shoes off as the door slammed a bit harder than you intended behind you, moving over to your couch to flop into it and doom scroll until you inevitably pass out from exhaustion.

But your boyfriend carefully sit up from his spot where he waited for you on your couch, knowing there was clearly something wrong since he could hear your door shut through his headphones. His eyes linger over you as you sit on the cushion, furthest from him, curling up and pulling out your phone, aimlessly scrolling through content you weren’t even actually looking at. Sharp blue inspects your face, a silent storm brewing behind your eyes despite the outwardly blank expression you had. Like you had been upset, angry even, but were just too tired to even show it on your face let alone talk about it. He wasn’t exactly sure what the best thing to do would be, especially since you didn’t even look at him when you first sat down. But he knew he wanted to help you somehow.

You were basically not even looking at your phone. Just staring off into nothing as your thumb moved on its own to slowly scroll through content, barely noticing when Kaji had moved off the couch. So it did startle you just a little when his headphones clamped over your ears, becoming very alert as your eyes flicked around for the source. You made eye contact with Kaji standing in front of you as the sound of a familiar melody registered in your ears and the bulb of a lollipop pressed against your lips. As you finally opened your mouth, slowly taking the flavor of the sweet candy in as he knelt in front of you to carefully pull your shoes off before shifting your legs to be stretched over the couch.

Peach.

You could feel your lips quiver as your eyes began to sting when Kaji finally stood, silently turning to grab the weighted blanket set just a foot away. Though as he went to step toward it your hand carefully grabbed the loose sleeve of his hoodie, catching his full attention as he turned to you again. He watched as your arms outstretched to him, your eyes becoming wet with shed tears but finally alert. His eyes flicked over you a moment, before carefully moving onto the couch, shifting himself between your legs as his upper body layed against yours, his head landing on your shoulder tilted just enough to look at your face.

The sight broke his heart in two.

As your arms wrapped around him, fingers instantly raking through the slightly coarse hair as you leaned your head into his. Tears began falling down your face in steady streams almost as soon as his body touched yours. You were silent other than the occasional soft sniffles, but watching you he could see the way you tried and failed to blink them away so they wouldn’t fall down your face to his. Of course, it wasn’t working. After a moment the tears slipped down past your chin, a droplet landing on his forehead. His brows furrowed slightly, a mixture of frustration and sadness welling up knowing there was nothing he could do to ease your pain right now. So for now he just lays with you, letting you pet through his hair as you let all of the frustration out tear by salty tear.

Eventually, they dried up and your breathing began to even out, your eyes drifting closed occasionally before opening again a moment or so later to peak at him, placing a kiss against his head after a couple moments. Kaji finally slowly begins to sit up, careful not to accidentally crush you in the process, allowing you time to move your legs so he could sit beside you. It was like he moved at your pace, letting you decide when to take the headphones off your ears, allowing them to sit around your neck as the music played through them, and finally pulling the empty stick out of your mouth. After a beat of silence, he spoke.

“Do you…. Need to talk about it?”

You couldn’t help but give the smallest tired smile. Your voice a bit quiet and shaky as you shook your head.

“Not tonight... Can we talk about it tomorrow?”

You really didn’t have to ask, you knew he’d always give you the time to talk when you were ready, and be silent when you weren’t. He gives you a nod, before his arms hooked under you legs, pulling your bottom half into his lap before pulling the rest of you to him. A small giggle slipped out through the tiredness at how careless he seemed, but you knew how hard he tried to be gentle with you. How much effort he put into making sure you never got hurt, and especially not by him.

You cuddled up into him, feeling warmth creep into your chest as you let out a satisfied sigh, your eyes resting closed as you finally allow yourself to drift off. Anything else could wait until tomorrow, for now, you reelt content.

You were late. Umemiya knew that you took your work seriously, you tried your best to stay organized and complete all the work for the day in one sitting. So being late? That wasn’t the problem. What was the problem is that you had went in early that morning, three hours early, to avoid staying late and in hopes of maybe leaving a little early too. Yours and Ume’s 1 year anniversary of dating was today, and you both planned out together what you wanted to do and when so it wouldn’t interfere with your work. The location Umemiya had chosen for dinner was by reservation only, and they only had one opening for dinner that night at 5. Usually, that’s what time you’d be leaving. Hence why you went in early today. Then, the movie would be at 6:30. It was a movie you really liked, but remastered with better visuals and you were thrilled to find out your beautiful boyfriend was the one to snatch up the last two tickets.

But now, looking at the time, it was 6:45 pm. It’s not like he was angry about it, but it was worrying considering how excited you were the day before. He had gotten ready a bit earlier, that way you wouldn’t have to wait on him once you got home. But as the time passed and he’d begun nervously pacing your shared apartment, his hair had begun falling a bit and he’d loosened the collar of his shirt, tossing the blazer off on the couch.

Finally, he heard the tell tale jingle of keys in the door. You could almost see puppy ears perking up on his head and a tail wagging behind him, though that all vanished the moment you walked in the door.

You looked utterly exhausted, your eyes heavy and your lips turned down into an unsatisfied frown. Your bag hung from your hand, almost dragging against the ground as if you barely had the strength to lift it. Your whole body was tense from whatever shit-show you’d experienced at your job.

You and Umemiya stared at each other for a second, before your eyes widened, your bag hitting the ground as your hands flew up to your mouth a shaky whisper coming from behind them.

“Oh my god, Haji, our anniversary-“

You couldn’t get another word out before a choked sob interrupted you, almost startling you before you realized it came from yourself. Then it all broke. The tears began pouring and you couldn’t help another pitiful sound escaping your mouth even as your hands tried to suppress them. Ume could feel his chest squeezing at the sight in front of him, quickly moving forward and pulling you into his chest, his arms tight around you but not crushing as he gently strokes your head. He could feel your breathing get more erratic, beginning to be more like hyperventilating as your hands clutched against his shirt. He didn’t move yet, placing a gentle kiss against your head as he spoke.

“Can you breathe with me? Just like this, that’s it…”

He carefully began bringing you back down, waiting until your breath seemed at least a little more even before carefully crouching just enough to lift you, pulling your thighs up on either side of his waist allowing you to wrap your arms around his neck as he turned to carry you. Your face remained buried in his shoulder, sniffles and muffled hiccups could still be heard as he brought you into your shared room. He couldn’t help but frown as he felt the dampness on his shoulder, hating how upset you were but even more how he couldn’t do anything to help right now.

He carefully sits on the bed, your knees sitting on either side of his hips now as you sit in his lap. His arms wrap tightly around you as you both sit in silence, an occasional kiss landing on your head until you were able to speak again, turning your head just enough not to be muffled by his shirt.

“I’m so sorry, Haji, I ruined our one year Anniversary…”

“What are you talking about? As long as we get to be together then that’s what matters.”

You could hear the sugary sweet smile in his voice. His love for you knew no bounds and even you couldn’t deny it. Even if you didn’t understand why, he’d always remind you in any way possible how much he loved you.

“Wanna talk about what happened?”

“…. Can we get takeout first?”

He laughed lightly, seeing you finally sit up with the smallest peak of a smile. Even with your face wet from tears and maybe a little snot, he found you beautiful. He nods as he fishes for his phone in his back pocket, letting you continue to lay on his shoulder and slowly begin letting out all of your frustrations from the day.

He didn’t mind staying home and relaxing today. The ring in his pocket could always wait until tomorrow.

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I was making bracelets with my Partner and we were cackling at each other for the stupid ass “argument” (not really) we had and of course I have windbreaker brainrot and realized while making my windbreaker themed bracelet this would literally be a conversation between Suo and Sakura…

So here is

Part 2 of shit my partner and I say to each other that is so windbreaker coded

Or perhaps it’s just the brain rot

The Furin trio working together on making something

Suo: I can probably cut it here and it’ll fit.

Nerei: Don’t you need scissors?

Suo:No, it’s fine, I can use this. Pulls out pocket knife

Sakura: just use this. Hands him newly opened never used exacto knife

Suo: no, this is fine. Proceeds to start cutting with pocket knife

Sakura: just use this one damn it!

Suo: Ive already got it, that one’s yours.

Sakura: I got it so it could be used just take it!

Suo: I thought you got it for yourself-

Sakura: I GOT IT FOR US!

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Part 1 of shit my partner and I say that is actually windbreaker coded

Or maybe I have brain rot

Group chat after teaching Sakura how to play animal crossing

Kiryu: girl since when the FUCK did u have to pay for nookphones in game.

Kiryu: i don't remember having to pay for shit when i landed on my first island. this mf wringing me of bells i don't even have 😭😭😭

Suo: Tom nook , The creator of capitalism

Nerei: i didn't know we had fireflies in animal crossing

Sakura: i bought a net with my hard earned bells. time to catch some fireflies

Sakura: now imma sell it

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Sakura: fireflies aren't worth shit

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I'm obsessed with how they've been using shadows in Wind Breaker for symbolism and storytelling. This particular scene where KEEL leader Natori is standing over Anzai's friend Nagato, and he doesn't take a single step forward, but as he's subtly sinking his claws into Nagato (as we know, but Nagato doesn't), Natori's shadow just grows and grows across the ground until it falls over Nagato at the end where he invites him to go to their hideout.

They use it again when he finally springs his trap and closes the warehouse doors on Nagato, cutting off all his sun.

I was actually reminded of noticing it when watching last night's episode.

At the end, where Sakura, Suo and Nirei have been called up to the roof to talk about Endo with Ume-chan and his Kings, the three first years start by standing in the sun, because although some of them MAY have heard of Endo, they don't know the story yet, whereas the four Kings and their Seconds are all sat in the shade, where Umemiya joins them. That's because as far as they're concerned Endo (and by extension Takiishi) IS the shadow still hanging over Furin.

To choose to listen Sakura and the other first years have to step into the shade, because by listening, and knowing, Furin's shadow becomes the shadow hanging over them too.

I just love the symbolism of it all, it's such a multilayered story told so well.

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my babi

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big fan of stories that, while undoubtedly being about the power of friendship, acknowledge that the power of incredible violence is just as important

the love was there. the love changed everything. the crowbar helped also

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Yes this and it’s even more moving in windbreaker because of the meaning of eating a meal together after a fight.

So its like this character is literally starving and this probably is the best tasting meal because who knows when they had their last one and they couldn’t possibly stop eating it now but also

This character has been so hurt for so long they can’t remember a time when they weren’t and now that someone is finally giving them relief, love, and friendship they can’t possibly imagine going back

UGHHHH THIS ANIME WILL KILL ME

There's nothing as moving in anime as a scene where a character who has been starving gets emotional over their first real meal

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Fighting Styles in WIND BREAKER

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#suosakuweek2025

Day 6 alt universe (given) + day 7 sing

#suohayato #sakuraharuka #windbreaker #suosaku

#fanart #coloredsketch

@suosakuweek

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@suosakuweek Day 2: Childhood Friends

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Thank you for the food 🙏

Suosaku Week Day 2: Adulthood

@suosakuweek

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I saw some really good childhood friends AU with the Furin trio and now I’m just craving it….

If someone has any fic recommendations (or wants to write one)

Maybe he meets Suo and Nerei when he’s 5-8. Sakura is deeply surprised when neither of them treat him like any of his family or peers have. He actually, for just a moment, gets to be a kid. Then maybe once he meets them again in Furin he sort of leans on them a little more because he reminds them of these two kids he met when he was little but he just can’t remember their names, his good memories so clouded with darkness from everything else. And Suo slowly drags out their childhood memories together having known all along, and Nerei almost blurted it out one time but Suo stopped him.

Maybe for a little pain and suffering, the last time they see little Sakura they’re all playing together, but his parents or an adult somewhere accuses him of hurting his friends and the poor little Suo and Nerei are being ignored as they protest, and they have to watch as they’re sweet, pure hearted friend gets dragged off with jeers and nasty names spat at him, a hold tight enough to bruise his skin. And maybe, Sakura’s memory becomes slighting warped of that incident and he actually believes he accidentally hurt those two kids he was playing with. And then Nerei and Suo both have to leave and don’t see Sakura again until they’re in high school together.

And I also would literally cut off my fingers for someone to write where Bofurin or Suo/Nerei get transported to the past and find little Sakura. And they quickly realize it’s their precious first year grade captain just as a small child, but who’s so obviously being neglected and abused. And they have to watch how everyone around him treats him even as just a child. His own parents chastising for him just existing, looking at him like he’s washed up sewage. And no matter how much the guys in Furin or Nerei and Suo try to insist and convince the people around them that Sakura wasn’t doing anything bad, that they enjoy his company, that he’s just a little kid and he didn’t do anything wrong, they all already have it stuck in their head how they feel about the two toned child. And when they come back to the present, they all can’t help but remind Sakura how much they love him and are so glad he’s with them.

Or Sakura could somehow just get poofed back into a child and doesn’t remember anything about Furin, and Bofurin all eagerly take up the challenge of warming up to little Sakura and earning his trust, before giving him the childhood he never had while they figure out how to fix him. Maybe there’s a moment where this little baby accidentally breaks one or Big Bro Ume’s plants while he’s playing, and he starts having a full blown panic attack and when Ume tries to comfort him he flinches away so hard that he almost fell over. Ume has to hold him to him and calm him down, reminding him over and over that it’s okay, accidents happen, he’s not mad, he still loves him. And then when Sakura finally does wake up one morning back to his normal teen self, he gets to school (he probably spent the night with Hiragi or Ume, but I also think it would be really cute if he stayed with Kaji for some reason) and all the memories of his friends, his real family taking care of him the way his so-called parents never did, he couldn’t help but end up crying. But no one said anything about that.

I neeeeeeed it

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GOING FERAL OMG

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a writing competition i was going to participate in again this year has announced that they now allow AI generated content to be submitted

their reasoning being that "we couldn't ban it even if we wanted to, every writer already uses it anyway"

"Every writer"?

come on