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good-beanswrites · 4 months

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Haruka clenched his fists. “Y-you would be surprised if you woke up and -- and -- and your cell was full of ice cream!

I was just thinking of this line from your last Mikoto drabble and wondered… Can you make this happen?

I certainly can >:3 I tried for a while to frame this as straight-up comedy, but it actually worked so much better as something sweet, with silly lines here and there :) Thank you so much for the request, it was so fun!! (Also, I wrote John using Mikoto's name for ease, but in my mind he's switching between first person pronouns.)

There was someone unexpected in cell 009.

No, no, it’s not like that. Everyone was very aware that there were two distinct residents of that cell. John himself was very aware of his position in that cell.

The thing was, someone else ended up in there, too.

John kept his eyes shut, feigning sleep. The other person was here on a mission. They’d slipped in without creaking the metal door. Their footsteps were nearly inaudible against the floor. He would have thought it was Kotoko, with skills like that, but she would have leapt to an attack. This person was busy doing… something.

He strained his ears. It was impossible to tell their goal. They were going in and out, moving things around. Was it a trap? There weren’t enough materials in the prison to set a trap. Were they stealing things from around the room? He had nothing of value. Plus, he was sure Mikoto would have given anything to anyone who asked. What, then?

Unable to come to any conclusion, he readied himself. He’d protect himself. He always did.

In one fluid motion, he rolled out of the bed and pinned the other to the ground. The perpetrator let out a high-pitched squeak. Impossibly wide and frightened eyes looked up at him.

“Haruka…?” That was the last person he was expecting. John squinted around the room. “What the --”

Ice cream. He didn’t know what it meant, but that’s what Haruka had been arranging. Dishes and dishes of ice cream. Everywhere. Plates stacked on the desk. Bowls strewn across the floor. All vanilla. There was a scattering of toppings; some with colorful sprinkles and others dripping with chocolate sauce. When he’d tackled the poor boy, he sent another dish of it clattering across the ground.

“I’m sorry! Ah, I-I, ah, I’m sorry!” Haruka squeezed his eyes shut. “It-it’s a, it was a surprise, for you! For M-m-mikoto…!”

“A surprise?”

“The other d-day he said, we were, we were talking ab-bout --”

“He asked for this?”

“Uh, no, but --”

“He didn’t know about it?” John’s eyes narrowed. “It’s some kinda prank?”

“NO! No, n-no I’m not being m-mean. It was f-fun. A fun surprise.” Haruka held his palms up, unable to make his smile anything but panicked. “...Surprise!”

John stared.

Despite how nonsensical the whole situation was, there didn’t seem to be any danger. He rose. Haruka scrambled to his feet.

John gestured to the extensive supply of sweets around them. “How did you get all this together, anyway?”

“O-oh!” Haruka wrung his hands. “I was, uh, planning it for a while. I requested ice cream three times in a row. And I n-never ate mine for dessert. I’ve been saving it. Es asked why, b-but they still let me keep it.”

“And why did you? Why do all this for Mikoto?”

“I t-told you, it was sup-supposed to be fun...”

John braced himself against the desk. He was just wondering how long it would take to take care of this mess. He mused, “it’s all going to melt.”

He might as well have thrown a punch, the way Haruka’s expression shifted. “I’m sorry! I’m -- I… I didn’t think of that…”

“Eh? You don’t need to apologize or anything. It’s fine.”

They fell into silence. Haruka shifted on his feet.

“Y-you… can have it, if you want. The ice cream. I didn’t let anyone else have it but-but, you can, I think. ”

“I don’t want the ice cream.” He wanted to be left alone. He wanted the cell clean so Mikoto didn't stress out about cleaning it. He wanted to avoid being bothered by bizarre ‘surprises’ first thing in the morning.

His stomach disagreed, apparently. It let out a loud grumble. Both prisoners looked over.

He muttered a curse. With a huff, he picked up one of the bowls.

“Alright. But even if I did eat this, or Mikoto did, there’s no way I could finish it all.” He shoved it into Haruka’s hands. “You made this mess, you’re gonna help me deal with it.”

The boy nodded frantically.

“Come on, you can sit here. Pass me that one, with the syrup. And hurry it up.”

#milgram #mikoto kayano #john milgram #haruka sakurai #(they hardly make a dent in it)#john makes sure haruka doesnt get a stomachache but now hes left with a cell full of dessert ;--;#maybe hed enlist the others to help...#john doesnt quite Get It - he still thinks somethings suspicious #hes never done anything just for the fun of it before #but haruka is so genuine he eases up after a bit #and ends up enjoying the ice cream at least :3 #i dont think i mentioned which trial it was for the first drabble but this is definitely after john has started appearing #mikoto himself may not be ready to accept john but in my mind every other prisoner is very familiar with him #though they dont necessarily Expect him a lot of the time #es is dealing with so much t2 shit they dont really care if haruka keeps an elaborate stash of ice cream in the milgram smart fridge...#thank you so much for the request haha! this was a ton of fun :D #theyd have interesting interactions... i kept this one simple and sweet but theres a lot going on there....#drabbles

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maskyish · 9 months

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Haruka Isumi Idol Star Live 2023

Please note: I am NOT a professional and my level of JP is very, very basic. I do this for practice and to share with other fans for fun. Please take my translations with a grain of salt as there may be mistakes. If you see any, please let me know and I can correct them. If anyone else has this card and wants to translate this at any time then please feel free to do so!

Touma: Yo, Haru!

Touma: How’s school going?

Haruka:

Touma:

Haruka: You’re already so intense and it’s only noon

Touma: And you’re using such low energy stamps even though it’s already noon!

Touma: Is there something in class you didn’t understand? If so, make sure to ask your teacher!

Haruka: Stop acting like my guardian! 😒 I’m doing fine in school!!

Haruka: So, what’s up?

Haruka: Didn’t you rabbitchat for something?

Touma: Well, I just finished my Idol Stage lessons so now I’m eating lunch

Touma: But you had school today, so I was just wondering how you were doing! 😄

Haruka: I see

Haruka: So you were just bored?

Touma: I mean, I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t bored lol

Touma: It’s about lunch time now, right? So I just wondered if you were also bored by yourself!

Haruka: Uh

Haruka: How did you know I was by myself?

Touma: I remembered the other day while looking at the schedule, you whispered “Izumi and Yotsuba won’t be there on the next day of school”

Touma: I thought you might feel lonely without the two of them, so if you’d like you can rabbitchat with me 😆

Haruka: I’m not lonely!!! Don’t treat me like a kid!!

Haruka: And you don’t have to remember each and every little thing I say!!!

Touma: My bad 😅 Then, what if you made friends other than Izumi and Yotsuba?

Haruka: I don’t need to

Haruka: I don’t need someone to hang out with

Haruka: Besides, if I suddenly talk to them, they’d just get nervous

I’d also be wary if it was the other way around 😒

Touma: You’re really cautious 🤔

Touma: When a costar you’re not well-acquainted with talks to you, you become meek as a lamb(1) and hide behind Mina’s back!

Haruka: I’m keeping an appropriate distance!

Haruka: Actually, aren’t you too close with others!?

Touma: Me?! I’m normal!

Haruka: Not normal at all!

Haruka: You already call them a friend after costaring for just a bit! I’m pretty sure your sense of distance is totally messed up

Haruka: They might seem happy but you don’t know what they’re saying behind your back, and not everyone is a good person.

You should have a bit more awareness

Touma: Hmm, well yeah.

Touma: Maybe you’re right and I should be more self-aware..

Haruka: Yeah

Haruka: I was expecting you to say “if you chat some more, you’ll realize they’re a good person!” so I was kind of disappointed

Haruka: Wait, did something already happen? Like something you can’t tell us? Are you alright?

Haruka: Have you told Utsugi-san?

Touma: Ahhh!!! Sorry Haru!!!! That’s not what I meant!!

Haruka: Then what?

Touma: Yesterday, while walking around the station, I saw a guy who I definitely thought was Riku even though he was wearing a hat! I was like, “Long time, no see!” and wrapped my arms around his shoulder from behind

Touma: But then

Touma: It was Kujo!!!!!!!

Touma: He smiled at me and said “long time no see”!!!!! I apologized profusely!!!!

Touma:

Haruka: Hey

Haruka: I was so disappointed I dropped my smartphone and got weird looks from my classmates!! 💥

Touma: No, I was scared too!!

Touma: I should be more aware of my distance and not wrap my arms around shoulders so easily 😭😭

Haruka: That’s not exactly what I was getting at, but if it makes you more aware then whatever….

Touma: Thanks for worrying about me, Haru! I was kind of touched ✨

Haruka: Worried for nothing 😤

Haruka: But, thanks for rabbitchatting

Haruka: Because of that, I wasn’t bored during lunch

Haruka:

Touma: Haruuuu!!

Touma: You gonna be alright on your own after school? Should I pick you up?

Haruka: Absoluuuuutely not!!!!!

Haruka:

Touma:

[End of Rabbitchat}

TL Notes:

1. "Meek as a lamb" - The phrase used here is literally “borrowed cat” and is a Japanese idiom for someone who becomes quieter than usual, so I just used an English equivalent

#idolish7 translation #idolish7 #i7 #haruka isumi #touma inumaru #rabbichat

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celestewritesstuff · 1 year

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You write for blue period?! Yes! Thank you your feeding me. Can I request Haruka Hashida finding his muse stalking her and eventually somehow leading to sex with her, if that's too specific a smut scenario with him is fine

Muse - Haruka Hashida

In which Haruka sees you walking past the studio he paints at, and can't take his eyes off of you. He 'hires' you to be his model, but he can't take his hands off of you.

CW smut! contains praise, possession, and body worship. afab reader and i believe female pronouns. no actual p in v but fingering an: so sorry this took so long sweetie :) life gets busy doesnt it? also im sorry hunnybun but the stalking was more-so dropped, it didnt fit his personality. :< im sure youll still love this work though :)

Haruka considered himself a pretty calm young man. He never carried a temper, never got frustrated, and certainly never got violent. His emotions were laid back and was, generally, very cheerful. Not much affected him. His art however, sometimes changed this, and today happened to be one of those days.

He was studying the human figure. The private studio he was in, over the summer until he started university, was fairly spacious. He was on the top floor so a skylight he was blessed with and the natural light did tend to lift his spirits. The windows along the side, reaching from floor to ceiling, gave him a beautiful view of the people going about their daily lives. More than once, a few would catch his eye, and he would try to incorporate them into his studies, but they never interested him enough that he really found himself following through with these goals. He couldn't get it right, and he almost lost hope, until he saw you exiting the corner store.

His eyes visibly widened when they laid upon you. His paintbrush, which was previously in his hand, dropped to the group with a shallow clatter. His lips parted in a gasp that anyone would blush at if they knew it came from him, but he paid no attention to anything else in that moment but you and your figure. You were blissfully unaware of the violet-haired man watching you walk down the street, minding your own business. It was only after you rounded the nearest block that he realized he must have you for his work.

His footsteps echoed down the stairwell as he ran as fast as he could. The doors to the building banged open, granting concerned glances from passerby. He looked almost like a madman. But he cared nothing for what he looked like in that moment. He only cared to know your body for his art, no matter the means.

His eyes locked with yours on the other side of the crosswalk, and you, being friendly, granted him a small smile. He smiled back, and took a moment to calm his appearance before the "walk" sign turned, and you crossed. As you came closer he began to speak to you.

"Hello, there. I'm Hashida Haruka, it's very nice to meet you," He began, his voice commanding your attention. Now that he was this close to you, he began to get nervous for arguably the first time in his life. Your beautiful eyes looked up at him and ur hair flowed gently in the breeze of the city. You had a gentle blue sundress on accented by a white cardigan and your purse over your shoulder. He couldn't stop staring at you and how those clothes were hiding your beauty. He wanted to see you.

"Hi! I'm (y/n)." You offered shyly, walking past him awkwardly. Yes, he was beautiful, but it was strange that he suddenly introduced himself to you. "Sorry, (y/n), I just... are you in school? I thought I've seen you before and wanted to introduce myself."

"Uh, no, I'm not, I'm attending next year."

"Might I ask what you're doing all alone, then?"

"I'm looking for a job right now, to keep myself occupied until then." You admitted. He was being nice after all, so you might as well be nice back.

"Oh! Actually, that's wonderful, because that's what I wanted to speak to you about." He paused. This was divine intervention, he was sure. You needed a job and he had one to give. He was sure you wouldn't mind the job, no matter the... provocativity of it. He gently put his arm around you and led you two to the front of his building, a ways off the sidewalk.

"Oh? Do you have one for me?" You asked. "It's a bit odd to offer a job to a random woman on the street, I must admit."

He turned you to face him. "Yes, I know, but it's so specific and I've been looking for someone to take it every day. You see I work up there-" He pointed to his studio in the sky, "And I watch for people like you every day. Truly beautiful people, whom I know have a beautiful figure under all of this." His hands, slowly, grabbed at the fabric around your hips, and you blushed at the proximity of him and his intentions.

"I promise it will be worth your time, and you'll be payed well. I just need you as my... muse. It will be very simple (y/n)." His breath was right on your lips as he leaned close in his intensity. He didn't want to lose a beautiful opportunity such as this.

Your head raced as your lips answered before your mind could reason.

"Yes,"

The moments after were a blur. You were rushed upstairs, into his studio, given a robe and told to change, until you found yourself on a pedestal. Haruka was behind his canvas, and words that told you to remove the robe flowed through your ears. You paused. He got up from his canvas and strode toward you. It didn't matter the height of the pedestal, he was still taller than you.

"Come on, this needs to come off," He breathed. His proximity made the cold room feel hot, your skin burning in the wake of his gentle hands pulling the robe off of your shoulders. You let him. The fabric went down, exposing your bosom, then your waist, then your hips, and suddenly it was on the floor and his eyes widened once more.

"You're a goddess," He whispered, taking a small step back. Your arms clasped behind you for fear that he would be mad if you covered yourself. A deep red blush decorated your cheeks. You looked like an angel to him. So much more divine than all the other people he'd seen. Nobody could ever compare to you. It didn't matter the amount of body fat you had, it didn't matter because it framed you. It was you. He was in love, in lust, and didn't want to waste the moment. But despite what you thought he would do, quickly return to his canvas, he took another step forward till he was so close to your face.

"Art can wait. It would be a sin against you to not relish in the body you've been blessed with," And with that his lips met yours.

It was electric. His soft lips decorated yours with gentle love and you melted into him. His arms gently made their way to your shoulders again, one hand straying down to the small of your back. He pressed you closer into him. He groaned into the kiss and you involuntarily moaned in response.

"Please..." You broke the kiss, not sure what you're asking for. His eyes bore into yours as he began to take off his coat. As he peeled his layers off, he haphazardly reconnected your lips and your hands joined his in removing his top until hands were everywhere, bodies exposed to one another. Only his boxers remained and he was getting impatient to pleasure you.

His hands went to your legs and he pulled you onto him, carrying you to one of the clean countertops of his studio. The coldness stung your thighs as he set you down, but your focus was reassigned to his hand getting dangerously close to your cunt. And suddenly his fingers were on your intimate parts, drawing moans out of you and onto his lips. He worked your clit, doing wonders to you, before his fingers entered your hole. His unoccupied hand grabbed your breast and began to fondle it.

"Oh, sweet thing, I know," He whispered onto your lips after he curled his fingers. Your eyes were screwed shut as you were sent places you could never have taken yourself. His fingers reached so deep inside you anyone would consider it unholy. He didn't care, neither did you. Those digits made you a puddle and he relished in it. It was bliss, and he knew what he was doing. His eyes didn't leave your face. Such an angel as you deserved to be treated to the most glorious of pleasures, he thought, and he sped up his movements so you could feel yourself a climax you'd never had before.

You finally came crashing with a moan. Eyes popping open and rolling back, his other hand went to cage your side in as he leaned closer to you as your back arched. Waves rolled through your body as the bright lights above you shined down on you. Haruka watched your every move, captivated, and knew that he wanted to see you climax again and again and again, until you were spent.

As you started to come down slowly, pulsing around his fingers, your head realigned, and his eyes met yours and a gentle smile graced his lips.

"My beauty, you are magnificent,"

You turned more red, but didn't have time to dwell on his words before his fingers started to move again and you grasped his wrist.

"W-what are you doing?"

"Oh darling, can't you give me another? You deserve to feel good once more," he smirked.

#blue period smut #haruka hashida smut #haruka smut #haruka x reader #haruka hashida x reader #e mads smut #bp smut #blue period hashida smut #blue period haruka hasida smut #blue period haruda hasida x reader #blue period haruka x reader

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shiningwonderland · 2 months

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Ai Mikaze (All Star)

Translator: Nadie (twitter: NmoniaG)

Proofreader: Raz (twitter: agnadance)

Editor: Emily (twitter: magicalmeily)

Love End: Winter Blossom

I’m waiting in the hallway when Senpai leaves the dressing room in his costume.

Overall, the outfit is white and adorned with fluttery feathers that fit our song's theme.

Haruka Nanami: Oh, you look like a prince!

Ai Mikaze: Really? If you say that even I might get bashful.

He tilts his head and the feathers in his hair sway with the motion.

Haruka Nanami: … Senpai….

As I watch him, I have a feeling that he might just quietly disappear, so I grab hold of his sleeve.

The hand underneath his sleeve is burning hot.

I look up and see his troubled expression.

It's not just his hand, his arm and cheeks are also emitting a fiery heat.

I recall Shinomiya-san’s reluctant face from earlier.

Haruka Nanami: How much time is… left?

Silence.

Ai Mikaze: … So you found out. In that case I’ll tell you.

He pounds on his own chest.

Ai Mikaze: Honestly, it might be any moment now. Aside from some trivial information, quite a big amount of my memory is already gone.

However, before my memory gets erased my system might actually reach its limit first.

Haruka Nanami: You mean your… body?

Ai Mikaze: Mhm…. I thought it would be the last to break so I didn't expect this. How troublesome. In any case, it’s only a matter of time until I can’t sing.

I keep resisting, but the damage has reached the point where standing is already… pretty tough.

And just like that, the moment we’ve worried about is here.

Senpai sways and tilts over, but I go to hold him up.

Haruka Nanami: Should I call the professor? Or maybe—

I consider taking him back to the dressing room but he grabs me by my arm.

Ai Mikaze: Hah… I’m fine so stay with me until the show starts. No matter if it’s for one minute or one second… Right now, I want to stay with you.

His breath is ragged. I've never seen him in so much pain.

I nod and support him as we head backstage where there is no one around.

We’re hiding in the back as he leans on a wall to catch his breath.

In this gloomy and empty place, we can hear the other contestants through a monitor.

He grasps my hand and although the heat remains, at least his breathing calmed down.

Ai Mikaze: I’m sorry. I’m worrying you until the end.

The end….

Those words pierce my heart.

Nevertheless, I remember our promise so I bring myself to smile.

Haruka Nanami: That’s not true. I know that you’ll perform the song well, so there’s nothing to worry about.

Ai Mikaze: Of course I will. I'll do all that I can to deliver this song—your feelings—to everyone properly….

With those tender words he gently lifts my hand.

Ai Mikaze: I'll be singing with all my strength, which means I may not be able to be with you for your debut.

But if it’s you, it’ll be fine. I’m sure you’ll be able to do it.

I want to sing your song and I also want to let you debut. These are the first dreams I ever had. And today I'm finally going to make those dreams come true.

I’ll open the future for you. That’s why… you have to do your best.

I cannot hold my tears back anymore—they start flowing down my face.

Haruka Nanami: I’m sorry… I can’t… keep my promise anymore!

Ai Mikaze: It’s alright. Whether you laugh or cry, I still love you.

Mikaze-senpai wipes my tears away with his finger.

Ai Mikaze: I really love you.

His lips softly touch mine.

Ai Mikaze: Nh… I love you…. Haruka…. I really… loved you….

He kisses me on my forehead, my eyelid, my cheek, and once more on my lips.

Lovingly showering me in tender kisses.

Without realizing it, his warmth already reaches me through our entangled fingers.

Ai Mikaze: I don’t want to disappear…. I really don’t want to disappear! I want to stay with you forever and ever.

But… as long as I can leave even a few memories behind, that's enough. I’ll leave the proof of my existence in you.

Thank you for everything.

Haruka Nanami: No, I should be thanking you…!

Ai Mikaze: Even if I’m reborn as another being… I’ll find you again, no matter what.

Haruka Nanami: … I’ll be waiting.

He nods, narrowing his eyes.

Ai Mikaze: I love you so much….

He gives me one last gentle kiss.

We hear cheering from the monitor. It's Mikaze-senpai’s turn next.

Ai Mikaze: … I have to go now.

Our lips, bodies, and hands part.

Senpai’s warmth is fading away.

Still, there’ll surely be warmth in his singing.

Senpai is heading to the stage.

His cheeks are paler than usual and gently glow under the stage lights.

His posture is perfect. Looking at him now, it’s as if his condition earlier was a lie.

Ai Mikaze: Bye-bye, Haruka.

Amidst the cheering, Senpai whispers these words into my ear and heads straight for the stage.

The stage is sparkling in blue lights and the person who is heading towards it looks just like a mermaid returning to the ocean.

As Senpai walks up to the microphone and begins to speak, the audience falls silent as the deep sea around him.

Ai Mikaze: I’m going to sing with all my feelings. Please listen to it: “Winter Blossom”.

Tomochika Shibuya: Mh~ You’re right, this is really delicious!

Haruka Nanami: Hehe, right? It’s called “Marine Jelly”!

I see Tomo-chan mumbling as she holds her spoon, so I eat one of the sugar shells as well.

The sun shines softly through the window on this beautiful spring day.

Tomo-chan holds the transparent jelly towards the light.

Tomochika Shibuya: So, did Mikaze-senpai contact you afterwards? He’s studying abroad now, right?

Haruka Nanami: He seems to be very busy at the moment so he hasn’t contacted me yet…. But I’m sure he’s doing well!

Tomochika Shibuya: I see. Well, since he seems to be really busy it makes sense that he can’t even contact his own partner.

After the Song Festival I’ve returned to my usual daily life.

About what’s happened…

Mikaze-senpai finished singing and returned backstage, where he collapsed in my arms.

As time passed, all of Senpai’s functions stopped.

He managed to sing my song at his very limit.

The professor came running to us. Because of Senpai's bad physical condition, he was immediately carried away.

At the Song Festival, our song won the first prize.

I successfully managed to become an employee of the agency and debuted as a composer.

According to the official statement "Mikaze-senpai is studying abroad" was what I stuck to. Whether he would return was still uncertain.

Everyone at the Agency was surprised by the sudden news.

Only Shinomiya-san and Syo-kun seemed to have realized what happened and cried with me.

With Senpai, the professor and Aine-san vanished as well. We searched for them in the lab but they were nowhere to be found.

I still don’t know where Mikaze-senpai is.

The president came to me after the Song Festival and only apologized to me with a single “I’m sorry”.

He made an exception and permitted us to become partners without canceling Mikaze-senpai’s contract.

His apology was surely the president’s way of atoning for his failure to prevent so many things from happening.

Fortunately, I received a lot more job offers after my debut. So I tried my best to act normally.

Tomochika Shibuya: I’m glad you seem to be doing fine! I was worried you might feel lonely after Mikaze-senpai’s disappearance.

Haruka Nanami: I’m okay! There's so much to do. Everything's getting serious now that I've debuted.

Tomochika Shibuya: Oh! Spoken like a real adult! My, my, you’ve grown, haven’t you?

Haruka Nanami: I became a professional composer after all! So don’t treat me like a child!

I retort back, but I can’t help but smile at how much Tomo-chan cares for me.

Tomochika Shibuya: Speaking of which, isn’t Mikaze-senpai’s movie about to get released?

Haruka Nanami: Right! I heard they’re doing final editing right now, so it should be done soon!

Tomochika Shibuya: Oh, I’m looking forward to it! I’ll watch it for sure!

Haruka Nanami: Really? Thank you! In that case I’ll send you a ticket!

Mikaze-senpai might be gone, but time kept flowing surely and steadily.

When I went outside, Mikaze-senpai’s song was broadcasted everywhere throughout town.

Senior High School Girl A: Ah! I love this song!

Senior High School Girl B: Me too! You know, I wonder when we’ll get a new song~ It’s about time he releases an album or something.

Matching alongside the melody, those girls started humming the lyrics.

Tomochika Shibuya: Wow, it’s so well received by everyone! That’s great, Haruka!

Tomo-chan chuckles, watching the girls gush about Mikaze-senpai.

Haruka Nanami: Right….

“I’ll watch over you, even when I’m gone.”

Mikaze-senpai’s words ring in my head, realizing that this might be what he meant….

I listen to his voice with these thoughts and a happy heart.

My phone rings.

Haruka Nanami: A call. Wait—it’s from the president!?

W-What could he want?

Shining Saotome: Yeees! This is ME asking YOU for a work related request!!

His voice blasts through the speaker.

Haruka Nanami: O-okay, what is it about??

Shining Saotome: A first version of the movie was finished~

The movie “The Mermaid’s Tears” has been completed and for some reason they’re showing the preview screening today.

Haruka Nanami: Uhm, so it’s today?

As always, that’s too sudden, President.

Shining Saotome: YES! It’s fresh out of the oven! Go and check it out!! YO, better not take your eyes off it until the last minute!

Haruka Nanami: Yes!! Understood!

So the movie is already done but what do I do? I’m not mentally prepared for it yet!

Haruka Nanami: Wha-wha-wha-what should I do, Tomo-chan?? He said the movie’s done so there’s a preview screening and since I was part of the staff I have to go watch it today….

Watching me panic, Tomo-chan shows me a wry smile.

Tomochika Shibuya: Okay, okay! Hurry up and go!

Haruka Nanami: But I really wanted to watch it with you…. Ah, I gotta go!

Tomochika Shibuya: Be careful on your way and watch your step!

Haruka Nanami: I will! Thank you!

I wave behind me as I rush to the train station.

I barely managed to arrive at the screening location on time.

Haruka Nanami: Ah, it has been some time, I’m Nanami.

I saw a familiar staff member and composer so I sat next to them.

Staff A: Yeah, it has been a while. Seems like the movie turned out great.

Haruka Nanami: I see…. I’m excited.

The movie begins.

On that evening, a girl meets a boy singing on the beach.

He is an excellent singer. A boy with eyes the same blue shade as the sea.

That boy is, in reality, the mermaid prince.

He and the girl gets along well. So much, that he often visits her and sing for her.

When the girl talk about her dreams, she mentions that she wants to become a music teacher.

The prince falls in love with the girl, and she also feels the same in return.

As I watch Mikaze-senpai on the big screen, I recall the memories we had together.

The time when we had just met.

The taste of the jelly we ate.

The somewhat funny udon he cooked while taking care of me. Our accidental kiss.

The happening on the Ferris wheel.

Memories of the Christmas Live.

His sparkling eyes while looking at the aquarium.

The day when he told me that he wanted to sing my song, even though it hurt him.

And finally our kiss on the Ferris wheel….

As the time inside the movie passes, the girl grows up to become a woman.

Due to an accident, she loses her sight. She loves to play the piano, but she is unable to do so anymore. Even her dream of becoming a music teacher can't be fulfilled.

In order to recuperate, she returns to her hometown near the ocean.

The mermaid prince and the woman reunite at the beach where they first met.

“I have very fond memories of this ocean. Those days were the happiest of my life,” she says.

“I want to hear that song again” she adds.

Haruka Nanami: And that’s how it’ll end.

If the mermaid prince lets out his voice, the curse of the ocean will turn him into seafoam.

Mermaid Prince: … May you keep smiling and find happiness.

Those are his last words.

He sinks into the ocean, vanishing into countless bubbles, as if melting away.

Mikaze-senpai once mentioned that they don’t show what happens next.

No one knows what happens afterwards.

… At least that’s what I thought.

The ocean appears on screen once again, but this time with no colors—it’s all gray.

Haruka Nanami: The movie… isn’t over?

People start muttering all around me.

Most of the people involved in this film are present—

—yet no one seems to know where this footage came from.

It simply shows a gray ocean on screen.

“Is the projector broken?” someone whispers.

I can hear the sounds of the waves.

Gradually, the gray ocean starts to gain back its color.

The blue of the sky and the blue of the ocean.

Are those white flower petals?

Fluttering like snow, the petals dance over the screen.

That’s when someone dear to me appears in the center.

???: Where could you be? I’m right here.

I dash out of there.

I follow my instincts. My heart is so impatient that I stumble over my own feet.

This hill from which one can see the ocean—this time I’ll pass it down alone.

There he is, facing the sea, singing by himself.

Standing there, singing in front of the sparkling waves, he looks like a prince.

His voice is clear, and echoing like the rippling waves.

I calm my rapid breathing and call out to that person.

Haruka Nanami: …I am here!

He stops singing, slowly turns around, and whispers something to himself.

The ocean breeze is strong.

The loud wind drowns out his answer, but then—

—he stretches out his arms towards me.

A silver bangle sways on his arm.

Those falling flower petals, as fleeting and white as snow, will never disappear again.

I take a firm step on the sandy beach and leap into his arms.

With his comforting arms he catches me firmly.

“I’m home”.

#utapri #all star ai #ai mikaze

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milgram-writin · 4 months

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Ahhhhh, a new milgram blog?! I absolutely love it, the layout is so so pretty, I’m drooling, lmao ❤️

If it’s not too much, can I request Haruka and Mikoto headcanons (separately ofc) taking care of their sick significant other?

Thank you and take your time, darling!

AWWWW TY !! and ofc, i hope u like this ! <3

SICK - Haruka Sakurai and Mikoto Kayano x Reader

Haruka:

Haruka is going to be worrying so much. He's a nervous wreck the entire time he's tending to you

He can't bare to see you sick, it makes him feel terrible...He's going to be working overtime to make sure you're better asap

He's constantly hovering near you, asking if you need anything and making sure you're comfortable

He's not the most knowledgeable on how to properly help, but his overattentiveness will compensate for it

He struggles his way through it, and is close to you a lot to make sure you're getting better. This does mean he gets sick afterwards

He doesn't really care if he gets sick though. As long as you're alright, everything's great in his world <3

Mikoto:

Mikoto is also worried, but he puts his energy towards helping you more than stressing out about everything

He's taking as many days off from work as he needs to, and he's not taking any protests you might have towards it

He ensures you're comfortable before he gives you space to rest. He's always at your beck and call though

He's a bit more skilled in taking care of others, so he knows what to do and is actually pretty good at it

He knows to keep his distance so he doesn't get sick, but he does have to hold back from cuddling and kissing you...

He just wants you to feel better at the end of the day, and does everything in his power to make sure he can <3

taglist ! ; @asherenjoysart

#mod mahiru writes !#milgram x reader #haruka sakurai x reader #sakurai haruka x reader #mikoto kayano x reader #kayano mikoto x reader

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yuukei-yikes · 9 months

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takane's awesome for a million reasons but one of them is that she's the only one to basically... condition?? morph?? her own power as she pleases. opening eyes is technically the eye power version of a "teleportation" power. it projects your spirit somewhere else without PHYSICALLY taking u there. takane just uses it... exclusively through technology?? for some damn reason??? this is so funny bc it also exists within conditions bc she cant go anywhere with no internet and can't feel where her body is😭

azami and mary used opening to be in other places at once through projecting their spirits there (including technology), but they don't lose consciousness when they do it. we could say since takane's 100% human she can't do so much at once like them but... no other eye power has that sorta thing? everyone's able to do everything. haruka's snake can REGENERATE HIS BODY if he gets hurt like i think takane should be able to get a pass to be facetiming everywhere at once. sorry haruka and takane are fucking creatures. everyone else's eye powers don't require that much physical involvement at all. it's almost as if haruka and takane's whole thing was particularly their physical bodies getting involved as a price to pay..🤨..... the came back wrong of it all... ok sorry im getting sidetracked i was talking abt takane

BASICALLY. i truly do believe takane doesnt even know how to use opening eyes. she never read the nonexistent instructions so she made up her own way of doing it and after she gets her body back she's just been doing it that way for so long she just..yeah❤️

and also takanes the only one who had their power in Constant Activity. with that i mean takane existed through opening eyes alone for TWO YEARS. she had that shit On all the time. she had no choice bc she didn't know where her body was, she is a little stupid but this was mostly out of making the most of her situation. i think post str she should learn how to use it❤️ but can't. so she gets frustrated she can't ❤️ erm erm erm. something something haruka and takane are the only ones who cant entirely master their powers. takane uses it with these conditions (loses consciousness/exclusively online) and for haruka awakening is keeping his heart healthy but Doesnt provide Any extra strength.

anyways. all of that so i could say: au where azami lives post str and she sees the way takane uses opening and she's like. Wtf. and tries to coach her on how to use it properly but they can't understand each other and keep clashing. sorry for being cringe i like azami she should live. erm. whoa when did i write all this.

#kagevinnie #takane enomoto #kagepro #kagenalysis #me trying to fall asleep and getting a thought: ill write this in one sentence.#15 min later:

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terrovaniadorm · 6 months

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“[ Never forget that justice is what love looks like in public. ]”

ʚ♡ɞ ✑ General Information

Full Name — Noriko Dolion

↳ [ Name meaning ]

Noriko -> Law; Rule; Order; Ceremony; Child.

Dolion -> Deceitful; Treacherous; Crafty.

Japanese Ver. — ノリコ・ドライオン

Romaji Ver. — Noriko doraion

Tarot Card: The Justice — XI

Age: 19

V/A(日本語): Shinichiro Miki

V/A(英語/EN): Daman Mills

Species: Human

Height: 190cm/6'3

Hair color: Royal blue with light blue tips

Eye Color: Amber

Tarot Rank: XI/11

Gender/Pronouns: Transmasc Nonbinary (They/He)

Dominant Hand: Left

Sexuality: Bisexual

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ʚ♡ɞ ✑ Extra Information

Dormitory: Etteilla (@rosietrace)

Class: A

School Year: Third year

Best class(es): Physical education, Magical History

Worst class(es): Alchemy

Likes: Winter, fencing, taking care of horses, Scrapbooking

Dislikes: Anything with Roses, Spring, Injustice

Hobbies: Keeping diaries, listening to people talk

Talent(s): Sword fighting, poetry

Flaw(s): Blind Loyalty, Too serious, humor less, boring (in Elara's words), Can't let go of the past, jealousy (Specifically towards the mistress)... Socially awkward.

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ʚ♡ɞ ✑ Personality

Noriko Dolion is a just and fair person to all, they have a strong sense of justice and moral code. Or at least that's how they used to be. Noriko is loyal to a fault to his master, their word is his law, his justice and sword is within their their judgment. They are ridden with guilt of past and current actions yet they can't disappoint those around them. They'll put themselves second to their masters wants, their mission.

They are serious to the point it could be considered comedic, they don't do well with comedy and jokes, yet they are polite (for the most part) and open minded.

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ʚ♡ɞ Unique Magic: [Justice Aveugle] (盲目的な正義/Mōmokutekina seigi)

With his blade, Noriko can disable the use of a specific limb by magically severing it. It's painful but it's temporary, no limb is truly lost.

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ʚ【 ♛ 】ɞ Mistress Alliette's Thoughts on them

“Nori is a most devoted man, and in my opinion, I'd say they're the most proficient when it comes to doing their job. However, at the same time, I worry for them — as they seem to prioritize my needs over their own... Hm? Why do I call them ‘Nori’?.... That's none of your concern.”

— Mistress Alliette

ʚ♡ɞ Their thoughts on Mistress Alliette and fellow Arcana

“She's my master and i am loyal to her, i serve justice with her judgment. Mistress Alliette comes first for me, i will protect and defend her. No matter what who she stands against. Even if it means turning a blind eye to her faults.”

— Mistress Alliette

“She is- Chaotic, i don't understand her, she seems to be enjoying my...Misery. Strange but talented at what she does, as long as she's loyal to our mistress i don't care.”

— Elara, The Moon

“If it wasn't for my lady I wouldn't even stand in the same room as him. That man is a headache. He thinks he's being funny but he's not even a real person. Pathetic.”

— Haruka, The Sun

“... An oddity.”

— El, The Fool

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ʚ♡ɞ — Additional Trivia!

— Recognizes Lilia VanRouge from the war, doesn't say anything but the disdain towards Prince Malleus Draconia and General Lilia VanRouge is there.

— Being a knight they have fought, got scars. Most of them are on their back, defending fellow knights.

— Gladly takes up any offer to spar with others but they won't go easy on any of them...Unless it's his mistress much to her displeasure.

— If Noriko was in Night Raven, he'd be in Heartslabyul dorm. (AU)

— Enjoys the snow, it was rare in his homeland, such a different scenery compared to the springs...

— Noriko's birthday is January 1st, making them a capricorn.

✑ Main Theme: Take me to church - Hozier

✑ Backstory: 『 Knight of Roses 』 (SOON)

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#HERE WE GOO #THEY ARE ABOUT TO BE REAL #Heartslabyul version is the one I'll use for interactions etc!!!#Twisted wonderland #Twisted wonderland oc #Twst oc #Noriko Dolion #⚖️ - Disgraced Knight #etteilla twst #「 etteilla ♢」#etteilla oc #My art #Oc bios

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enassbraid · 1 year

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HII im request this, because i love ur writing sm<333

but what if akito x f!reader

but the readers a idol and shes kinda popular, so shes has a lot of boys hitting on her in school and akito gets jealous.

-> “𝐖𝐡𝐨 𝐝𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞?”

He knew this would be a common occurrence when he started dating you… but do these guys seriously not see him holding your hand while they flirt?

With Akito Shinonome | Genre - fluff

Cw) cursing, mean jealous people boooo, jealous akito is not one of them

Akito knew what he was getting himself into. He had to after all. You- a popular idol known all around the country, who can be recognized from a mile away, with him, an average guy. You both went over it several times before it was made official, though you refused to let him refer to himself as “an average guy.”

You and Akito attempted to keep it on the low, but the paparazzi sees everything apparently. No amount of disguises and wigs could keep you hidden from at least one skeptical eye, even at an underground live house. But today the simple wig and glasses seemed to do the trick.

It took every ounce of self control in you to avoid cheering, not wanting your voice to get recognized. But when your boyfriend hit a perfect high note- you couldn’t help the loud cheer of enthusiasm and excitement you let out. A few heads turned, but they didn’t pay any mind until…

“Hey- you sound a lot like (Full Name), and now that I look at you-“ a random crowd member said. You couldn’t bear to keep listening, hoping if you ignored him he’d leave it be.

While he might have left it be in that moment, he was certainly determined to find out whether it was really you or not, even after the event ended. Going as far as to follow you backstage…

You immediately jumped on Akito once you saw him, praising him and how well he did on stage tonight. Of course praising his fellow group members, but mainly Akito. Giggles erupted from An as everyone watched the ginger go beet red. Assuming no one was around to see this, he tugged your wig off along with the net.

Your real locks fell into place like dominoes. ‘That’s better’ he thinks, preferring your natural self over any disguise you have.

The other members of Vivid Bad Squad already knew who you were, and found it less odd due to An’s connection with Haruka Kiritani. It felt a little surreal at first, but they’ve become accustomed to your presence over a short period of time. So of course you and Akito were okay with being open about your relationship around them.

As long as no other witnesses are around… which unfortunately wasn’t the case this time. The man’s camera snapped a bit, taking off before any of you could notice.

The next day was absolute hell.

All eyes were on you in the halls of Kamiyama High School. But not the same stares you usually got, no no no. These stares were full of… disgust. Did you do something that didn’t fit their image of you? Everything was normal yesterday, what happened since then?

Whispers grew louder the closer you got to a certain green eyed male. Louder… louder… louder… and louder.

“Was the idol status seriously not enough for them? They just have to have a boyfriend as well?”

“He’s gonna drag their reputation through the mud, just watch..”

“I bet I’m a better match for them.”

“They’re getting too spoiled…”

You kept your head low until you reached the one you were looking for, the only person you wanted to look for.

“We need to talk.” He said, keeping his head low just like you while still trying to look at you.

You followed him to an empty classroom, silently praying in your head this isn’t going to end up with a heart split in half. Dread filled your stomach the longer he took to talk.

He finally broke the silence. “People- no, someone saw us, last night. Took a picture and everything.”

Your eyes went wide with shock. You could have sworn no one was around, no one else but Akito and his teammates. Someone was there that whole time? Or just long enough to get a picture as evidence you and the street singer had a thing?

“And everyone saw it?” You asked.

Akito nodded his head, avoiding eye contact. He felt ashamed of himself. Everything he’s heard today revolved around your reputation- how he’s going to ruin it. Others going as far as to say you’re too good to even be in his presence. He can’t help but wonder now if these things are true.

You however, seem to notice his distress. You gently rubbed his cheek in a reassuring way. If there’s one good thing that’s come out of all this, it’s that you don’t need to be as wary about PDA anymore.

“Whatever happens next, we have each other, yeah?” You say, not needing any response from Akito to know he agrees.

You two give a look of reassurance to each other before walking out the classroom door, hand in hand. The whispers got louder, but neither of you cared. After all, in days time this will all be forgotten about. Hopefully.

For some reason, Akito felt more dread while he held your hand. Your touch was the most comforting thing in the world to him- but he couldn’t help but feel as if someone was plotting something. It was unnerving.

He’s grown used to the whispers, the stares, and even the direct remarks over the past few days. But today felt different. People were eyeing him more than they were eyeing you, and the whispers included his name more than usual.

“Is something wrong, ‘Kito?” You asked, concern written all over your face.

“Not really, just a bit annoyed. Wish these guys would just… shut up. You know?” Of course you knew. You probably knew more than him anyways, dealing with rumors for so many years.

You chuckled softly, distracting you enough for you to not notice a new presence approaching.

The guy looked like he was up to no good. His hands in his pockets and a smug look on his face set alarms off in Akito’s mind immediately. What could he possibly want with you, or him?

You seemed to finally notice him, turning your head and raising a brow. “Can I help you?” You asked with your typical idol facade.

“Actually, you can. You see there’s a party going on at my place tonight, and it’d be great if you came. I already told some people you’d be there with me, so I kinda need you to.”

‘Hell no’ Akito thought. It was wrong enough he told people you’d be there when you lost certainly weren’t, but the nerve to ask just you to this party in front of him? Your boyfriend? He knew what this guy was up to, and he didn’t like it.

“I don’t think I should be at any parties, especially with-“ Akito cut you off.

“They can’t go man, fuck off.” His tone was harsher than normal, emphasizing his point even more.

“Who do you think your telling to fuck off, Shinonome? Surely you don’t think they’re better off spending the evening with you?” The guy’s posture straightened even more, his stance seemingly gettin defensive.

“Actually I do think that. I don’t think they should go to any party of yours, especially without me. So if you’ll excuse us…” Akito tugged your hand, pulling you away from the commotion. It didn’t take a genius to know he was frustrated.

He didn’t care if it was the middle of the school day, you and him were going home. You two could use a break after the week you’ve had.

Quietly opening the front door to avoid alerting Ena, he made his way inside the house alongside you. Throwing off your shoes and hanging his bag, you made your way to the living room.

“I… I heard things about that guy… it took me a bit to realize it was him, but I knew it was as soon as he went on about that party.” Akito sighed and took a breath before continuing. “He messes with other guys by getting close to their partners… I know Someone in my class who’s girl cheated on him with that dude.”

You understood now, he wasn‘r frustrated cause the guy was trying to use you for a party, he was frustrated cause he was trying to take you from him. You took Akito’s hand for the nth time that day, rubbing small circles on the back with your thumb.

“I didn’t have any intentions on going with him, especially without you. I also have no intentions in ever leaving you, for anyone. You got that?” Akito nodded and let his head fall on your shoulder. He wasn’t sure what he was so jealous for, but he felt better now that his mind is clear.

“We had a long week, why don’t we take a nap here?”

“That sounds nice.” Akito replied. Already pulling you down with him on the couch before shutting his eyes. He didn’t seem to care you and guys were still in school uniform, and honestly that seemed to be the last of his concerns.

He couldn’t care less if he was sleeping in his school uniform. As long as you were next to him, it was okay.

#project sekai #prsk #pjsk #pjsekai #prosekai #project sekai x reader #prsk x reader #pjsk x reader #pjsekai x reader #akito shinonome #akito #akito shinonome x reader #akito x reader #dor writes

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practickles · 19 days

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HarukAiri Tickle Headcanons

Some of these got LONG. Maybe potential fic ideas.

Tickle fights with these two get REAL.

They are both competitive, stubborn and have ridiculously good physical stamina.

Even panting and teary-eyed, they just. keep. going.

Giving up and admitting defeat doesn't even cross their minds until their voices are hoarse and even the slightest touch has them giggly.

Usually they both either claim to win and “agree to disagree” because they don't want to admit how tired they are OR call it a draw and have a rematch a couple hours later.

There is somehow not EVER a decisive winner.

Anyone who didn't know them might find it moderately concerning.

One of the rare soft forms of competition is typically during movie night/any scenario where they’re holding each other on the couch. One of them will be relaxing and idol-ly (ha) stroking the other’s back before she gets the twitch which is all but a declaration of war.The game then begins and is operated on a set of unwritten rules because to write them would mean admitting they exist. They sit there and geeeently trace each other’s back/shoulders until someone giggles and then has to get absolutely WRECKED. Neither of them have ever acknowledged it to the other.

They don't tickle each other often enough to really consider it something significant in their relationship. Just another form of affection.

Airi ends up ler more often than not purely because she just happens to lean more ler. She very rarely actively craves tickles, at least not in the way Haruka does.

Airi also gives KILLER tickle bites. Haruka is very sensitive to mouth tickles on her stomach and Airi is consequently very good at making her girlfriend’s life hard.

*Can* do raspberries but prefers acting like she’s going to and instead nibbles to her heart’s content.

Tickling is one of Airi’s favorite approaches to Haruka’s body image issues, assuming she’s not in the mood to be serious about them.

Airi generally uses tickling as a way to get Haruka out of her own head.

She also does not hesitate to do it in front of other people too, which Haruka finds flustering to no end. Especially in front of Minori and Shizuku who are two separate flavors of “awwwww!”

Minori does it in an adoring “my idol is so cute right now! She should smile like that all the time!” way.

Shizuku is more of a “what a cute moment between my two dear friends!”

Either way Haruka just wants them to stop cooing at her. (no she doesn’t)

When Haruka is in a lee mood, conceptually, asking Airi is no big deal until she’s in front of her. Something about her big eyes and smug look reduce her to absolute rubble.

Airi, of course, NEVER helps fill in the words. Haruka isn’t getting what she wants until she CLEARLY utters the EXACT words.

“Aw, c’mon Haru! You can be clearer than those mumbles! You do it on stage all the time! In fact maybe we should practice your projection right now too…”

She likes to tease as if tickling is just training. “Oh you’re babbling a lot, aren’t you? A good idol can talk through any amount of strain” And then she doubles down, making her tasks downright impossible.

They are complete opposites on the “scary ler” spectrum.

While Airi is more “everything all at once” and goes for worst spots and stays there before switching up out of nowhere, Haruka tends to be more meticulous, taking the time to find out exactly what the best approach is.

They both have a “ler voice”, I'm not sure how to describe it, but sometimes they'll switch randomly into a tease-y flirty voice and the other knows they’re done for.

I know I’ve talked about precise ler Haruka on here before so I won’t say more than that but I cannot emphasize enough just how bad that is.

One of my favorite pjsk tkl headcanons EVER is that Airi’s stomach isn’t at all ticklish so people will poke once or twice then give up in favor of somewhere different. The actual death spot, however, is in her belly button. No reaction anywhere else on her stomach EXCEPT for there.

Haruka was the first one to figure this out (including Airi herself) and frequently uses it when Airi’s being grouchy.

Haruka uses a lot of “cheer up” tickles. This basically translates to “Airi please take a deep breath and calm down before I have to tickle you to bits just to see you smile.”

Airi doesn’t feel fear often, preferring to deal with her problems head on instead of running away. Haruka in a full tickle monster mood though? She becomes a COWARD (totally justified) It doesn’t happen often, so a lot of energy gets built up at once and then explodes out all at once.

Sometimes she’s just wound up and fidgety, sometimes Airi needs to be knocked down from her podium, really anything can trigger it and it’s sometimes as much a surprise to Haruka as it is to Airi when it happens.

The primary problem is that Haruka both A: Knows EXACTLY how to get to Airi and B: Knows she can take it.

The fact that Airi lers more is more than made up for in pure intensity.

Haruka also, language-wise, has a scarily good memory and likes to throw Airi’s word right back into her face.

“Look how strong I’ve gotten! It’s not fair unless you get the same training.” “What’s that? I thought a good idol was supposed to talk through anything”

Airi is a screamer and Haruka will never admit the self satisfaction that she feels if she can get silent laughter from her.

Same goes for giggly Airi. Just not something that happens.

I made them both seem super mean throughout most of this and maybe they are… a little bit. But it’s out of love! They’re each confident in each other’s ability to withstand it and both know the other (especially Airi to Haruka) needs to let some fun into their life, even if it has to be forced.

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Ignore the date ignore the date guys just ignore the date ignore th-

#project sekai tickles #tickling #sfw tickling community #airi momoi #haruka kiritani #pjsk tickle hcs #tickle hcs #lee!airi #ler!airi #lee!haruka #ler!haruka #practickles 2.24

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fancyfeathers · 5 months

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Society of Protection (Yandere Bungo Stray Dogs x reader x original characters) (normalized yandere au)

Chapter Three

Roses

Prologue and oc intro

Chapter one

Chapter two

After breakfast and drinks with Gaston you made your way back to the flower shop with haste in your step and you felt your shoulder collide with that of a man, he was in his late thirties, early forties, dressed like that of a doctor. You spun around to face him with a worried expression. “I didn’t hurt you, did I sir?”

He gripped his shoulder for a moment, in shock and nothing more. He turned with a smile, shaken up if anything and he shook his head no to your question. “I’m alright miss, no need to worry about me.”

You took note of the shaken up expression he wore on his face. Tilting your head you asked. “Are you alright sir, you seem shaken up?”

He shook his head with a grim expression and a heavy sigh. “I’m afraid I’m not, my daughter Elise disappeared and now I can’t find her.” He took out a photo from his coat pocket and handed it you you. It was a young blond girl in a lovely little red dress, she looked about eight maybe nine by a glimpse of it. “She’s my little angel and I have no idea what to do with myself if I lost her.”

You paused for a second and thought on it, you had work, but you do work at a flower shop so it wasn’t unusual for a little girl to end up there, mesmerized by the flowers that grew there. “Say, I work at a flower shop, I could keep a look out for you. Sometimes kids run off from their parents to places like my work, I could watch her if she shows up there.”

“Oh thank you, miss. You don’t know how much this means to me.” He said, a smile coming across his face along with a look of slight relief. When you go to give the photo back he shakes his head and pushes it back to you. “Hold onto it, just in case you need it.”

You smiled and nodded before running off back to the shop for your shift… but you can’t feel his eyes stuck on the back of your head.

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You returned to work like nothing had happened, dawning your apron you got to work, weeding the flower beds, watering the flowers, looking after seedlings, poking your broom at any birds who got near, and so on. Ms. Haruka took the day off for a doctor’s appointment so it was just you running the shop today. Throughout the day no little blond girl came, no kids at all really, due to school that is, mostly old women and their husbands who they drag along, couples from the old days. You swept the porch, keeping it clean for customers when out of the corner of your eye you saw the doctor from before across the road, with a little blond girl. You smiled and you watched them but they never saw you… and they turned into an ally…

What? That’s strange…

It was a slow day and your curiosity got the better of you. You set your broom against the wall and followed behind from a distance, hiding behind trash cans and what not when they turned around to see if anyone was fallowing and they never saw you. Then they reached the end of the ally, a dead end from what you knew,p. You tucked yourself behind a trash can and took a peak out and what you saw almost made you scream.

A dead body, shot down.

You saw a few other people there, definitely people you wouldn’t associate with, people you have been told to stay away from, you recognized only a few from what word on the street was. You have seen them picking up money from a few business owners on the street so it didn’t take long for you to piece together who they were…

The Port Mafia.

You watched as soon as the people saw the doctor they kneeled before him,myou knew right then something was horribly wrong. You tucked your head back behind the trash can so you couldn’t see what going on anymore, but they couldn’t see you anymore either, but you listened.

“Is this an assassin from The Guild?” It was the doctor’s voice, but there was something much darker about it…

“Yes sir.”

You heard a sigh from the doctor. “First the detective agency, and now The Guild. We’re stuck in another difficult situation. I’d better look for the most suitable solution. Be it The Guild or the detective agency, enemies have to be thoroughly beaten and killed.”

Something about that made you realize something, he wasn’t a doctor, he was the leader of the Port Mafia. At this realization you let you a small squeak and that did not go unnoticed. There was a dead silence after before you heard the doctor’s voice again. “Chuuya.”

“Yes sir.”

You could hear footsteps approaching where you hid, no rush in the steps as they approached you. Suddenly you feel yourself being pulled to your feet by a hand yanking you up by the arm. It was a younger man, red hair, dressed in a suit, and a fedora set atop his head. His other hand slammed over your mouth to keep you from screaming as he pulled you over to the doctor. Once you were only about a yard from the man the doctor waved his head and “Chuuya” let you go. You were shaking like a leaf and scared for your life. The doctor grinned at you and shook his head. “What am I to do with you?”

He looked up up and down, an expression on his face that you couldn’t quite place but terrified you none the less. His grin changed into a smirk that made you think you’re about to die and he spoke. “You were willing to help me find Elise earlier, I suppose I should repay kindness with kindness. You can go…”

Your heart skipped a beat when you heard that but of course that made everyone think what he was up to.

“…but if you tell anyone what you saw here I’ll make sure you never see the light of day again. Am I clear?”

His voice was that if he was speaking to a child but you were clearly a grown adult. You could only nod to his question because you had lost your voice in fear. He smiled at you and turned to the red head named Chuuya again. “Please escort Miss (Name) back to her shop, she has flowers to tend to.” Then he turned to you once more. “Remember not a word, we’ll know.”

You nodded once more as Chuuya grabbed you by the arm again and dragged you out of the ally and back into a busy street. He walked you back to the shop, keeping an eye on you till you got behind the counter again and still sticking around awhile after. You watched as he looked through the plants you grew, both on the porch and inside, it looked like he was just an ordinary customer. You started to daze off after awhile, resting your head on your arms as your eyes shut for a brief moment and then a slam of a hand on the counter woke you up. You quickly readjusted yourself and saw Chuuya standing there, one of the bouquets of flowers in hand, roses. “Just theses.”

“Um… A-alright just let me ring you up.” You said before punching a few numbers on the cash register. “That will be fourteen dollars and twenty seven cents.”

As soon as you finished he took out a black credit card from his pocket and handed it to you, you quickly swiped it and handed it back to him along with his receipt. “Have a good day, sir.”

“Ya, whatever.” He responded tucking that card away in his back pocket again. He looked at you for a long moment that slightly unsettled you and before you could ask he spoke up. “Your arm it still red from where I grabbed you, it’s gonna bruise.”

“Oh… um thank you?” That sounded more like a question than an answer and you weren’t even sure how to respond to something like that.

“It looks to tough for you, I would cover it up, you look to delicate for being roughed up.”

You stopped as he spoke, something didn’t sound right. He didn’t know you, he was the one who put it there, he had no ground to stand on… but then again he was a member of the Port Mafia…

“I have to get back to work please excuse me.” You stood up from your spot at the counter and made your way to the back room of the shop, pretending to work when in reality you were crying. You were terrified after today, why did you have to be born into this cruel world where if you disappeared no one would care, where strangers you don’t know can make comments on your body and expect you to obey, where you don’t have a voice and are seen as some little delicate thing, where threats will be tossed at you and you just have to obey them. Why? Why? Why?

You sat in the back for a long while before getting up. You decided to close shop early after today’s event, you were to shaken up. You made your way back to your apartment, but when you go to unlock the door it was already cracked open. You stepped inside cautiously, a hand on the pocket knife in your pocket. The lights were on, the table was set for dinner for one, for you, a vase of red roses sat in the center of the table, and a gift box sat nearby as well along with a note. It took you a second to process but those flowers were the same purchased from your shop earlier that day. Without a second thought you rushed into the bathroom and locked the door and pulled out your phone and dialed someone up, someone you had just met and the moment he answered you spoke.

“Gaston, the mafia broke into my apartment.”

#yandere bungo stray dogs x reader #yandere bungou stray dogs #yandere bsd #original character x reader #bungou stray dogs oc #bungou stray dogs #bungou stray dogs x reader #yandere dazai #yandere chuuya #yandere mark twain #yandere mori ougai #yandere Fukuzawa #Yandere Edgar Allan Poe #Yandere John Steinbeck

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yakuzacanons · 9 months

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I gotta be honest, I haven't played Ishin yet but I've seen some things about it and I'm absolutely in LOVE with the whole concept.

So! Since most of the asks are about the modern day characters, would you be willing to make some general dating headcanons for the Ishin babes? <3

OMG HI yes sorry this took so long, I am finally back in town so posting is resuming as normal. If you get a chance to play Ishin, I would recommend it! I had a lot of fun. I'll be covering my typical boys for this one but if there are other Ishin characters you'd like to see, just shoot me another ask. Anyways, thanks again for your patience and headcanons are below da cut!

MINOR SPOILERS, mostly for alternate names used in Ishin. I'll note which character is which so those who haven't played Ishin can still read this.

Sakamoto Ryoma (Kazuma Kiryu)

Ryoma grew up extremely poor so don't expect particularly lavish dates. It's also very typical of him to value quality time with you over anything else. His dating go-to is getting something to eat with you. He relishes enjoying a good meal with someone he cares about.

The most protective boy. Would shield you from any and everything and is extremely stoic. Not much of a conversationalist but a great listener. Wants nothing more than to be able to provide for a spouse and have his own family someday.

If the relationship is particularly serious, he would eventually ask you to move into his house with Haruka. Should you accept, you'd end up living a very comfortable life. Ryoma would have you taste test everything he makes.

Okada Izo (Nishikiyama Akira)

His menacing demeanor means he doesn't have a lot of close friends, let alone lovers, so it actually softens him a lot to have a romantic partner. He's much more chivalrous in your presence and tries to avoid engaging in any type of business-related if he knows he's going to spend time with you. Very much a home-life and work-life are separated type of man.

Surprisingly fashion conscious despite the era. Would love to pick out some matching yukatas for the two of you or gift you a luxurious kimono.

Okada can be a little clingy, almost obsessive. He doesn't have a whole lot and lives pretty plainly, with the exception of his clothes, so he places a lot of value on your relationship. Tries to hide his clinginess but is very bad at masking it.

Niibori Matsusuke (Akiyama Shun)

It takes a while to get to know him but he's actually a warm and generous person. He tends to be extremely secretive so if you're in a romantic relationship with him, he must trust you a LOT.

Spends most of his time at work or at home, so he doesn't go out for dates much. Most likely to take you out for drinks than anything. It's not that he's lazy necessarily, he's just usually too exhausted to do much else. Would rather you just come over and hang out, although many others consider that a little taboo for the time period.

Expect some pushback from Ikumatsu, as she's known Niibori for a long time and has her own personal feelings and attachments to the man. You may find it difficult to actively pursue a relationship with Niibori because of how busy he is and because of Ikumatsu. However, if you're as go-with-the-flow as Niibori is, things will work out just fine.

Saigo Kichinosuke (Ryuji Goda)

As a military commander, he holds a lot of power and is not afraid to show it. He's the most likely to lavish you with gifts or expensive meals. Loves dogs, so hopefully you do too as he does own one.

One of the most appealing things to him when looking for a romantic partner is someone who is not intimidated by his appearance or interested solely in his power or wealth. He's actually very down to earth on the inside and quite smart, so don't try to fool him.

Would take care of your every need and whim. He tries to keep you isolated from all his work as he doesn't want the bustle of it to put any strain on you. However, he's pretty liberal for his time and wouldn't tell you no if you expressed interest in helping or participating in his business.

Hijikata Toshizo (Mine Yoshitaka)

As the second highest ranking member of the Shinsengumi, he is a VERY busy man. He is calculating and objective, rarely showing emotion, so most people won't believe he is even capable of romance. However, in total privacy with you, he's actually extremely caring and doting.

Type of guy to give you a kiss and leave out some tea for you before he goes out to take care of business. Comes home very late at night and just wants to rest his head in your lap while listening to you talk about your day as he falls asleep.

Shockingly domestic and likes to keep a clean household. Good at decorating and will ask for your opinions on things, like what wood looks best for a new desk or what color fabric looks best for a new pillow, things like that.

Nagakura Shinpachi (Saejima Taiga)

Easily the most approachable of all the boys. He's always virtuous, kind, and fair and that carries over into his relationships. Will always look out for you, make sure you're doing well, and the like. Despite being quite busy working with the Shinsengumi, he will go out of his way to try to see you once a day, even if only briefly.

Loves things like festivals and holidays and will always ask you rather shyly if you'd like to go to a festival with him. Even if you have been in a long term relationship with him, he likes the formality of asking you on a date.

Gets super excited to go on walks with you, as he finds it relaxing and he loves the way the town looks at sunset, with the lanterns slowly coming to light. The type of guy to walk around with his arm gently around your shoulder or to carry and umbrella over you when it rains.

Okita Soji (Majima Goro)

As the wild card of the Shinsengumi, he's really not predictable when it comes to love. He can be very closed off at first, although really he craves affection more than anyone. He's very nontraditional in general, which can actually be of great benefit if you're a spontaneous person. Loves to surprise you with dates and gifts and is known to pop by your place just to say hi briefly while he's out on his patrols.

Would totally sneak you into the barracks on nights when he's busy so he can cuddle with or get frisky with you. He doesn't care if people find out or start rumors, as he would always value his romantic life over his work life.

Likes to go singing or dancing on his days off and will totally invite you. If that's not your thing though, he'd like to just sit on one of the docks or bridges and share some food with you, all while swinging his legs back in forth over the water.

Tokugawa Yoshinobu (Daigo Dojima)

As the last shogun, he's very stressed and preoccupied with work. His family has likely tried at some point to arrange romantic relationships with him so choosing a romantic partner is actually very important to him as it's one of the few choices he's made in his life solely for himself and not for the country. If he's picked you as a romantic partner, you are very special to him indeed.

Very courageous and would defend you with his life. Whether it's an actual physical threat or just some gossip from politicians about him choosing you, he will always put you on a pedestal. The only thing he values more than his country is you.

What he needs most is a person to support him. You don't have to politically skilled, he just needs someone in his corner. He's good at standing strong on his own but behind closed doors he's quite drained from his job so be sure to give him a good hug or wash his back for him every now and then.

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good-beanswrites · 8 months

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Hello hello! It's me again! (That one Anon who requested Lies with Kazui & Yuno, but I've set up my account now so no need to ask anonymously again lol) Thank you for satisfying my previous request, it was such a delight to read. I keep rereading it every now and then and I'm still always left in awe with it like jesus christ you didn't have to go all in on that im sobbing with the 0207 friendship dynamic.

I've also seen your latest post and drabble asks. I'd like to request from the Drabble List#1 - #5 “Idiots. They are all idiots.” with Es themselves!

Let the prisoners have fun and Es just stares at them nonchalantly, silently judging their idiocy from afar, hell, maybe even let Yuno/Mikoto convince them to join. You can do anything as long as you think it'll fit, they're all just a little silly (minus the fact they're in prison lol).

With all that said, take your time and no rush! I can always wait. Thanks a lot! ...now back to rereading my previous request for the nth time,, i love it so much,, thankyouagain

Ah thank you so much, that means so much!! I'm so glad you liked it, that one was really nice to write :'D And yesss thank you for the request -- this was such a blast to do as well! (though I also made myself emotional over Es' lost childhood, that was less fun ;___;) I debated on several activities within the prison but thought this was plausible and fun for some mid-T1 shenanigans

Es had a job to do. They had many eyes watching them. They had several lives in their hands. They had heavy responsibilities. They didn’t have time for something as silly as ‘video game night’, regardless of the laughter that bubbled up from the common room as they passed by. They were not way tempted to join, regardless of how much fun the group seemed to be having when they peered their head in.

Fuuta had whined that Es had replaced all his requests with completely outdated consoles and games, confirming they had been successful in choosing things without any access to the internet or outside world. Plus, they thought, this gave the older prisoners a fighting chance with some of the games.

Not that they cared whether or not the prisoners had a good time. That wasn’t any concern of theirs. Even in these long periods of rest between their more eventful duties, they must remain focused.

The laughter crescendoed into delighted screaming.

Es figured one more look inside wouldn’t hurt. They were supposed to be keeping an eye on everyone, after all.

The prisoners had gathered various chairs and bedding material, creating makeshift couches. Some piled onto the new seating, some splayed out on the ground, others stood in excitement. The television was so small, the two players needed to lean all the way forward to see.

Mahiru bounced in her seat as Yuno whipped around her remote. Fuuta was demanding Kazui play better, gesturing wildly at the screen. Shidou chucked to himself as the others grew more intense. Haruka kept asking questions about the game, receiving an answer only about half the time.

As the match got closer, Yuno leapt to her feet. She tried to shimmy in front of Kazui and block his view. He stood to prod her out of the way. Muu called foul play, though she said it with a thrill rather than accusation. Fuuta repeated it -- with quite a lot of accusation -- and tried to push Yuno out of the way. Mikoto tried to hold him back, voicing his support of Yuno’s methods.

The others got caught up in the yelling. Amane’s eyes were wide in anticipation. Kotoko pumped her fist as the battle got even closer. The room erupted in movement and shoving and tripping and remote pulling -- until they yanked the tiny television forward.

The thick cord came free, and the screen went black just before a winner was announced. Ten voices chorused their outrage.

Es shook their head. “Idiots. They are all idiots.”

They turned away as the prisoners hurried to set everything up again. They were just about to turn the corner into the panopticon when Yuno’s voice called from behind.

“Hey!” She ran up, taking advantage of their brief pause. “I saw you passing by. Why don’t you come join us?”

Not for the first time, Es wished they had enough height to look down on all the prisoners. “I’m your warden. I’m not some child here to play games with you all.”

She pursed her lips. “I’m not a kid either. But I’m still down for a night to unwind.”

“You’re lucky to have the luxury to relax. I, on the other hand, am busy right now.”

Yuno made a show of looking left, then right, across the empty hallway. “And what exactly are you doing right now?”

“I’m working.”

She frowned. “Uh-huh…”

“I am!” They fumbled for more, coming up blank. They should have known the moment she came skipping over to them that it would be impossible to fool her. There was no need for this routine check of the prison; everyone was gathered in the common room except them. Yuno had known this before uttering a single word.

Her hands fluttered in a dismissive gesture. “Too much work is never good for you. It doesn’t matter how mature you are -- if you get too caught up in your job it’ll drive you to some crazy things.” She smirked. “Just look at Shidou. Or Mikoto!”

“I could look at you…”

Though surprise flickered across her face, she kept grinning. “Exactly! So let’s get you in here.” She tugged on their arm. Prisoners couldn’t physically move Es against their will.

They huffed as they found themselves inching closer and closer to the entryway.

“I suppose I can come and watch,” they muttered, “and still keep an eye on you all.”

“No! No more working!” She managed to get them into the room. “Here, you can take my spot in the next round.”

Kazui looked over. “Who said you were getting the next spot?”

“Oh come on, I was clearly going to win that one.”

“Clearly? I'm pretty sure was seconds away from beating you.”

“Well then, I guess Es can take your spot.”

“Es is playing?” Haruka looked up excitedly.

“I haven’t agreed to anything yet.”

It was as if they hadn’t said anything at all. The others launched into a discussion of who would give their remote to Es? Who would they’d face off against? Were they resetting the bracket they’d begun? Which game would they return to? The ten argued in circles for a while. For a group of murderers, they were insistent on a fair tournament. After breaking up some bickering that could have become physical, Es once again wondered how they ended up watching over a mess like this.

At length the game was chosen, and a rematch was slated for Yuno and Kazui later in the night. To save themself time and sanity, Es went ahead and picked their opponent.

“I’ll play Fuuta.”

He had been the obvious choice: he could supply enough chatter for the both of them, so Es could remain silent. Also, he was guaranteed to win and free them from an obligation to play more than one round. They flashed a look at some of the more observant prisoners, hoping they didn’t tip them off.

However, no one was really watching them too keenly. Mahiru clapped in joy. Yuno beamed. Mikoto shoved a remote into their hands. Haruka started rapidly explaining the rules to them. Shidou directed Es to their seat in the center. Kotoko gave them an encouraging nod. As expected, Fuuta was already deep into trash talk as he sat next to them.

They really were simple-minded people, more focused on this silly game than the fact their warden had just sat amongst them. It was dangerous to let one’s guard down in a place like this, Es reminded themself.

With a little jingle, the match began.

Their fingers flew across the controls. Though they had a rocky start, some sort of muscle memory kicked in. Surely this game had come out before they were born, and there was no way they’d played it regularly. None of that mattered much. Their little avatar was obviously gaining the lead.

Their eyes stayed fixed on the screen as they received slaps on the back and nudges. Their guard's cap was knocked off in the shuffling, but they couldn't risk picking it up. Voices called all around them.

“Aw, don’t just let the kid win!” Mikoto said.

“I’m not!” Fuuta was desperate. “They fucking tricked me! They’re a pro!”

Es felt energy run through their entire body. Their original plan already slipping away, they wondered if they could actually beat Fuuta. It would be fun to see… They leaned forward, holding their breath. The audience continued cheering the pair on. Once again, the room was swept up in shouts.

The match ended. A little banner flashed across the screen to name Es victorious. They jumped up, a small whoop escaping them.

They would’ve melted in shame right then and there, if the sound weren’t already drowned out by the surrounding chaos. The others laughed and shook Es in amazement. Fuuta let out a string of colorful language.

“That was incredible!”

“Holy shit!”

“How’d you do that?”

Es placed the cap back on their head, pulling it over their eyes. “I don’t know. And it doesn’t matter. I’m done for the night.” They tried to pass off the remote, but Mikoto pushed it back into their hands.

“Nuh-uh. I want to see this for myself.” He grabbed the other one from a dejected Fuuta. “Same game. Same characters. Lemme see what you’ve got.”

Es wasn’t meant to play one round, much less get caught up in their ridiculous tournament.

Don’t be an idiot, they told themself.

“Bring it on,” they told Mikoto.

#milgram #es #yuno kashiki #fuuta kajiyama #mikoto kayano #and everyone else #i always worry it gets too busy with too many characters but i think this works 👍#thank you for all your kind words!!! i feel like a broken record but it really means so much to me --#im so happy youre enjoying these as much as i am >:3 #my next one is going to be a bit more serious but it was really fun doing these lighter ones :')#they deserve a night of relaxation and fun! im absolutely obsessed with es' insistence on their duty and solemn attitude #because theyre just a kid! they need a break! theyd get excited and competitive just like anyone else! they should be allowed to!#UGH #i think es and amane are a bit too similar with their struggles with age and being controlled by adults where its harder to get along #but yuno also understands what its like to want to be seen as a responsible mature person despite a younger age #and shed know how best to say things lightly but still meaningfully <3 #yeah i thought about them doing sports or cooking or karaoke but this worked the best #haruka and amane dont have much experience with video games but i think theyd catch on quick #shidou has a lot of fun but he sucks ass LMAO #mahiru also isnt great but even if she was doing good shed let everyone else win to make sure their spirits stay up #im a sucker for writing where a character says something over and over and you just know theyre trying to convince themselves 😂#someone tell me to stop rambling in the tags and just make a new post for gods sake asdfsdfds #i hope you enjoy!#im late by now but woo happy getting your account set up 👏 welcome to the hellsite...#drabbles

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harukadrawsthings · 3 months

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Hello there, Haruka, it’s me again. Got some story making questions for you if you don’t mind.

1)Is it hard to keep the character’s personalities/qualities from the show and incorporate them into your stories? How do you do it? Are there any notes or guidelines you follow?

2)Going back to one of my previously asked questions, about using your characters in my stories, do you mind if I make any crossovers involving anyone of your created characters?

3)When I have a story or an art piece involving any of your characters involved, before I publish it to the public, can I send it to you for a review? I’d rather be safe than sorry.

Hello, again!

The Ash Ketchum arc is over 1200 episodes long plus 23 movies and spin-off content so there's a countless amount of characters that we've seen and it's impossible to remember all of them. I often double-check character profiles on Bulbapedia or even rewatch clips or episodes if necessary whenever I want to clear some doubts. I can take notes too, such as a character's catchphrase or body language they convey when they either feel awkward or shy for example. Both for my OCs and AU versions of canon characters have written notes of their personality traits that can be consulted in my Toyhouse page; it's even helpful for me since Soul(mate)s begun to dive on depth and how consistency matters to me, or else I would have potentially forgotten about certain details!

As long I'm credited about the corresponding characters it should be ok (And I really mean it because unfortunately it has happened in the past not being credited despite of my request). Please let me know when it's done for I can check it out, I'll be curious to read!

Yeah, absolutely, I thank for the thought!

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mycoolwritingcorner · 11 months

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Merry Christmas Hotaru

Written for Sailor Moon LGTBQ+ Week.

Day 1: Morning.

The Outer Guardians celebrate their first Christmas morning together as a family.

@smlgbtqweek

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“Haruka-Papa! Michiru-Mama! C’mon! Get up!” Hotaru shouted at her parents' bedside.

Haruka slowly sat up, rubbing her eyes, “What…?”

“It’s Christmas! Santa came!” The black-haired girl said excitedly, grabbing her papa’s arm and trying to pull her out of bed, “C’mon c’mon c’mon!”

“Alright, alright, settle down dear.” Michiru said, sitting up as well, her elegance shining through her exhaustion, “How about you head downstairs and wait for us? We’ll be down in just a minute.”

“Aw, okay. Don’t take too long though! Setsuna-Mama is waiting downstairs too!” Hotaru informed.

“Of course she is.” Haruka said, rubbing her eyes again, “Alright, alright, we’re coming. Just give us a sec.”

With that, Hotaru took her leave, excitedly bounding down the stairs. Michiru turned to her lover with a smile, “Well, she’s certainly excited.”

“A little too much for 5:42 in the morning if you ask me…” Haruka said, fighting the urge to lay down and go back to sleep.

“Well, this is our first Christmas together as a family, it only makes sense.” Michiru reasoned, getting up and putting on her robe.

“And basically her first Christmas period from what I gathered. Kid didn’t even know who Santa was before I told her.” Haruka said, also getting out of bed.

“Yes, I suppose that’s true… that poor girl…” Michiru said sadly, brushing her hair in the mirror.

It was true that Hotaru had not celebrated the holidays before the Outers took her in. It seemed the Death Busters hadn’t felt much need to encourage their Messiah of Silence to leave out milk and cookies or stuff stockings. As such, the whole experience had been dazzlingly new to the girl, Haruka, Michiru and Setsuna all wanting to make sure their little girl’s first Christmas was a good one… no matter how early they had to get up to make that happen.

“Yeah… but, guess that just means we have to make all her Christmases with us extra special to make up for it.” Haruka said, holding her partner from behind and looking at her in the mirror.

“Hmm… yes, I suppose it does.” Michiru said with a smile, turning around and going in for a kiss, until,

“HARUKA-PAPA! MICHIRU-MAMA! C’MON!” Hotaru called up to them.

“Heh, well, let’s not keep her waiting any longer then.” Haruka said, throwing on her robe and grabbing her camcorder before they made their way down the stairs, to find Hotaru and Setsuna sitting on the floor together by the tree.

“... so is he a time traveler too? I just don’t understand how he can get around the whole world in one night.” Hotaru asked Setsuna.

“Of course he is.” Setsuna said confidently.

“Really?!”

“Yep. I see him at the Door of Space and Time every year. He usually has trouble fitting his whole sleigh through it, but he somehow always makes it work.” Setsuna explained with a smile.

“Wow…” Hotaru said, wide-eyed, before finally noticing her other parents had arrived, “Finally! You’re here!”

“Yep, we sure are.” Haruka said, still a little groggy, but she’d be lying if she said Hotaru’s energy wasn’t a little contagious.

“Well, go ahead dear, which one do you want to open first?” Michiru asked.

“Hey! No! Not yet! If we’re doing Christmas we’re doing Christmas right!” Haruka said, pulling out her camcorder, “Now if I can just figure out… how to work this thing…”

“Have you never used a camcorder before?” Michiru asked, tilting her head.

“When would I have ever needed to use one before now? I bought this thing, like, last week.” Haruka explained, still looking it over.

“Well do you have a tape in there?” Michiru questioned.

“Yes of course I have a tape in there! I know that much! I just-”

“Oh for crying out loud just give me the damn thing!” Setsuna said, standing up and swiping it from Haruka, before turning it on and pointing it at the little girl, “Alright Hotaru, whenever you’re ready.” She said with a smile.

“Yay!” Hotaru exclaimed, immediately going for the biggest present and tearing it open, “No way! I got a Nintendo 64!” She shouted excitedly, holding it up for the camera to see.

“That’s wonderful sweetheart.” Michiru said, before leaning over to Haruka and whispering, “I get the funny feeling she’s not the only one who’ll be playing that.”

“... Look I just wanna play Mario Kart, okay?” Haruka whispered back, defensively.

“Alright. You’d better let her win a couple times, though. She told me about what happened with God Driving at the arcade.” Michiru said.

“Look, the kid’s gotta learn-”

“Haruka.”

“... yes ma’am.”

…

Once the presents had been exhausted, Haruka looked down at her little girl with a smile, “So, you like everything you got?”

“I LOVE IT!” Hotaru exclaimed.

“Heh, well, that’s good. Anyway Setsuna you can probably stop-” Haruka began to say, before Hotaru sprung up to cut her off.

“No, wait! We’re not done yet!” The little girl insisted.

“Uh… we’re not?” Haruka asked, scratching her head.

“Nope! We haven’t gotten to the best part yet!” Hotaru said, and before anyone could ask her to elaborate, the black-haired girl disappeared up the stairs to her room.

“Uh… Hey Sets, you got any idea what she’s talking about?” Haruka asked, leaning over to her.

“Hmm… maybe.” The Guardian of Time said with a smirk, cryptic as ever.

Hotaru soon returned, running back down the stairs with a flat, square present in her hands, and handing it to Haruka, “This is for you.”

“Oh… for us?” Haruka asked, taking the present as Hotaru snatched the camcorder from Setsuna.

“Mmhm! Now c’mon! Open it!” Hotaru said, excited to see their reactions.

Haruka did as she was told and tore open the present, revealing a framed drawing of the four of them holding hands on a hill. Hotaru was very talented for her age, having been instructed in many of the fine arts by Michiru. Despite that, the drawing still had a childish charm to it. Above the four of them Hotaru had written two simple words: ‘My Family’.

“Oh, sweetheart, it’s lovely.” Michiru said, looking down at the drawing.

“Yes, I think so as well. What do you think, Haruka?” Setsuna asked, looking over at Haruka, who seemed almost entranced by the drawing, “Haruka?”

“Do… do you like it, Haruka-Papa?” Hotaru asked, seeming a bit worried, “I worked really hard on- oh!” Was all the little girl could get out before her papa dropped down and pulled her into a hug.

“... I love it. Thank you, Hotaru.” Haruka said in a voice that betrayed that she was definitely holding back tears. Hotaru’s two mamas quickly joined the hug as well, Michiru patting Haruka’s back in support, “Merry Christmas, Hotaru.”

“Merry Christmas, Haruka-Papa.”

…

Later in the day, Haruka found a nice wall in their house and hung the picture up. Once she had successfully done so she took a step back, looking at the picture and tearing up once again. Sure, their family wasn’t what most would consider a ‘normal’ one but… it was hers. And Haruka wouldn’t trade it for the world.

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And that’s it for day one! In case anyone’s curious, my participation in this event will mean that the next chapter of my ongoing fic, Sailor Moon: Reignstorm will be pushed back to next week.

Please come back tomorrow for Day 2: Argument (I think the UsaRei fans are gonna be pretty happy for the fic I’ve got cooked up for that one ;) )

But until then, please let me know what you thought! Comments, reblogs, likes, etc. are much appreciated!

And until next time, take care everyone!

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