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hellooo, welcome backkk!!! I FUCKING MISSED YOU LIKE SOOO MUCHHHHH. Girl, I thought you left tumblr because honestly the majority of the best writers I also know left:( You're my fav writer so I was really sad AND GIRL WHEN I SAW!! WHEN I SAW THAT YOU WERE ACTIVE 3 HOURS AGO??? MAN I CREAMED. I CAME. I ORGASMED-
I also have a request!! Do you write incest? It includes it, but ofc if you're uncomfortable with it you can ignore mee~ it can be stepcest or ykkk anything you're comfortable with!! the story goes with mikey's cute little sister that's rebellious (both him and the reader ain't in good terms ever since the whole bonten happened)emo mikey finally snapped and decided to punish her when she did something VEEERRYYY unforgivable. He and his men (bonten) brutally like bruuutallly punished her. it can be smut or anything you want. whatever it is I'LL EAT IT UP MHMMMM SCRUM DILLY YUM YUM MY PUR PUR POOKIE WOOKIEEEEEEE
I appreciate the love and support!! ts had me dying LMAO
i do not write biologically related incest nor half siblings but iâm fine with writing stepcest (depending on the plot) and like a foster or adoption situation (all 18+)
i kinda sort of followed the timeline so there might be scenes that are not accurate to the manga/anime, tho i did it that way to fit it in better with the plot so the scenes arenât as long <3
ALSOOOO!!! i couldâve made this waayyy more brutal but when i was imagining different scenarios i literally made myself sick đđđ
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Oneshot - Yandere Bonten Au
âŠWas it worth it?âŠ
Sano Manjiro, Hanemiya Kazutora, Sanzu Haruchiyo, & Haitani Brothers x Reader
(Mostly Mikey, Kazu, and Sanzu x Reader but read to catch the vibes :)
âŁïžAll of Bonten are included in this story except MochiâŁïž
Not fully proofread
MY TR FANDOM WORKS ARE ONLY ON TUMBLR & AO3 UNDER EETHEREALGODDESS! REPORT IF YOU SEE IT POSTED UNDER ANYONE ELSE BUT ME!!!
I apologize if I get any Japanese etiquette or culture wrong, I literally have to research the culture for some of my fandom stories so if anything is wrong, please excuse my ignorance.
Notice:
â©Y/n is 18+. I picture her as a black female but you can see her however.
â©Some parts of the story may not be realistic or factual. After all, this is a work of fiction.
â©Although it's a dark 'romance,' I do not condone any of the behavior displayed.
â©Dark content such as: gore, violence, triggering topics, graphic scenes, vulgar language, explicit sexual content, etc.
â©There may be scenes that involve non con and/ or dubcon so donât read if that makes you uncomfortable
â©That being said, this story is for 18+ only.
Enjoy!
Rebel
You were never one to follow rules blindly. You always questioned what you were told no matter who fed the information. How could you not when you spend most of your childhood shipped from family to family like a worn out package that's been sent to the wrong destination repeatedly? It wasnât until you aged eight years that you were finally adopted by a man who asked you to call him âGrandpa Sano.â
You were unprepared for the generosity you received from the Sanos, having been in situations where your foster family wanted nothing to do with you. Your negative experiences caused you to form a barrier, an outer shell that shields you from the vulnerability your brain wanted to protect you from. You were cautious, unknown as to why you were chosen. When you first arrived, you were greeted by the oldest sibling, Shinichiro. He was kind, sort of silly as he displayed his quirkiness whenever you would spend quality time together after you had grown to see him as a proper big brother.
Emma beamed when she saw you, excited that another girl would finally be around to become her companion in a house full of boys. When you were comfortable, you gained a sense of sisterhood you never thought youâd have the privilege to experience. The last Sano you had met was none other than Sano Manjiro, otherwise known as Mikey. The first contact was interesting as you both gave blank expressions to one another. After growing alongside the boy, you could tell the kid had a sense of cockiness, though rightfully so as you learn about his incredible strength.
Watching Mikey and Baji fight when they would practice their skills made you want to become as strong as them. You would observe their moves every chance you got, failing in your attempts until you would eventually succeed, resulting in you declaring a battle against Mikey. The boy gazed at your stern appearance before releasing a light hearted laugh. You didnât dislike him, in fact you both grew closer as time went on. If anything, you were inspired by him, even if you came off as a bratty little sister who wanted to follow him around with all his friends.
Even at a young age you could tell that he would grow to be a good person. You felt safe in his presence, knowing that he counted you as family. Knowing that he grew to love you as well as you to the Sano family. You knew that Mikey would never hurt anyone, his soul radiating a warmth you have never seen before. That is, until the day came where all you heard was Bajiâs begging for Mikey to stop as you watch in horror, the blood seeping from the corners of another one of his childhood friends, Haruchiyoâs mouth.
Your hands trembled as you eye the onyx orbs that bore into the boy on his knees, a cold expression laced with nothing but a shadow of darkness. Your own eyebrows were furrowed as tears streamed down your face while you switched gazes between the two boys.
âM-MikeyâŠâ You whispered, listening to Senju as she cried in the background. He either didnât hear you or ignored you. Whichever was the case didnât matter as you heard him finally speak.
âSmile, Haruchiyo.â
His voice was deep, almost as if it wasnât his own. You covered your own mouth as Haru began laughing hysterically as his tears mixed with the blood. You knew at that moment that something had switched. You didnât know what exactly the change was, but you knew that absolutely nothing would feel the same.
Time passed as you all hit your pre - teen years and Mikey had formed his own gang, Toman. It was early in the making though you thought it was the coolest thing. You had let go of the negative image your mind had formed when the incident with Haruchiyo happened after Mikey had given a heartfelt apology to everyone, including the boy in the hospital bed. When you visited Haruchiyo, the young boy had confirmed his forgiveness and encouraged you to give Mikey some leeway. He was once again your inspiration as you reasoned with yourself that he just had a âmoment.â
Everything was going normally for a while, Shinichiro teaching you how to ride a motorbike as well as Mikey allowing you to hang out with him and his friends occasionally. Kazutora and Baji pulled you along to search for a gift considering Mikeyâs birthday is coming up. Having had a small crush on Kazutora for a while, you followed them, sitting behind the tiger tattooed boy with your arms wrapped around his waist.
It wasnât until the mischievous delinquent explained his plan, in which you and Baji reacted with hesitation. He waved off your worries and claimed that the best way to obtain Mikeyâs gift would be to steal from the store that holds his most ideal bike. When you arrived, you couldnât shake the familiarity. Itâs as if you have seen this place before but you donât remember stepping foot into a bike shop ever in your life. As you stand to the side while Baji tries to move the bike, a presence causes you both to look up.
âWhoâs shop do you think youâre breaking intoâŠ?â
âY/n?â Your eyes widen at Shinichiro as the realization hits you.
Although youâve lived with the Sanos for a few years now, youâve never once stepped foot into Shinichiroâs bike shop. Youâve only come across pictures which is why there is familiarity. It completely slipped your mind that Shinichiro owns a place that just so happened to be this one.
âShini⊠IâŠâ He turned his head to meet his orbs with Bajiâs.
âYou look familiar, are you Keisuke?â Baji stutters as he attempts to respond. Just as he said his name, you both gasp as you watch Kazutora come from behind with a large tool, raising his arms before slamming them down. A resounding crack echoed througout the room as the weapon made contact with Shinichiroâs head.
Your breath hitched as you watched his body fall to the ground, landing with a thud. The same trembling you felt from your hands when you watched Mikey tear Haruchiyoâs face appeared as you stared down at Shinichiroâs lifeless body, the blood seeping under his head as it stained the floor. Baji drops to his knees as he hovers above the corpse, explaining to Kazutora who the victim was. The golden eyed boy could only respond by hyperventilating.
âWhat do we do? What do we do?â Baji croaks out, hand meeting his forehead as Kazutoraâs fingers reach his own mouth, biting them as he stares in place with wide eyes.
âI didnât do it⊠I didnât kill him.â His voice trembled. You watch in fear as you eye the hysterical boys, falling to your own knees before sitting on the floor, arms wrapped around your knees as you whimper before the tears stream freely. Your bottom lip quivers as you gaze at your oldest brotherâs form. You couldnât help but take part of the blame considering you are a witness that couldâve done something to stop this madness before it occurred.
You listen to Kazutoraâs ramblings as Baji attempts to call an ambulance. It was horrific to see them so distressed, a feeling of impending doom coming on as you realize thereâs no coming back from this. Your mind ran through different scenarios on what would happen once the Sano family found out about everything.
âLetâs get outta here!â Baji says to you both though you couldnât move, watching as Kazutora seems to lose his mind by the second.
âItâs all⊠Mikeyâs fault.â Your eyes widen as you gaze at him with concern. âI need to kill Mikey.â He claimed with a distorted smile, tears threatening to fall. You could only stare in disbelief as the cops were heard outside the building.
When you all walked out, everyone except you binded, a head of blonde hair appeared in front of you with a surprised expression.
You watched as Mikey questioned Baji, in which he cried out an apology as Kazutora chants âKill⊠killâŠâ
You were there for it all. You were there when Kazutora spent two years in juvenile, only to come back with a vengeance. You were there when Kisaki became involved as well as this random Takemichi kid who seemed to have appeared out of nowhere. You were there for Valhalla's battle, witnessing Bajiâs death as you held his head on your lap before Kazutora was arrested once more. You were there for the Christmas battle. You were there for the Tenjiku battle and you were there when Mikey disbanded Toman before he disappeared, followed by a few other people you had met.
There was even a time in your early adulthood when you went to visit Kazutora in jail only to find out he had been released a few years earlier than the ten years he was sentenced, seeming to have disappeared along with Sanzu and Mikey. For a while you blame yourself for not keeping in touch when everyone was initially ghosted by your brother. You wanted to give him the space you knew he needed considering he hadnât been the same since you had first met.
Finally exhausted with your passive ways you decided to seek him out, figuring that you might be able to track the other members that disappeared as well. Although you kept in touch with Emma, Draken, Mitsuya, Chifuyu, and etc., you couldnât ignore the yearning you felt to find your brother and friends. You missed them dearly. Unfortunately, nobody seemed to have known anything until you repeatedly bothered the dragon tattooed man to tell you the truth about Mikeyâs whereabouts.
âNow that Iâve told you, forget about Mikey. Forget about the rest of em. Itâs too dangerous, Y/n.â
Knowing that Draken is right, you listen. For a while you stopped your search and continued to live your life, working a 9 to 5 and coming home to your decent sized apartment. It wasnât until you received a letter signed by the person you had been searching for. Once you reach the day that he wrote in the letter, you rush to meet him at the destination, speeding down the streets on your motorcycle.
Reaching the place, you eye the closed nightclub in awe. You wondered why he decided to meet you at this particular setting. You felt a rush of anxiety as you near the door, opening it before walking into the empty space. You walk through the dark room using the flash on your phone as you walk to the staircase, following Mikeyâs instructions.
When you reach upstairs, you walk into the door he ordered. Your footsteps echo through the dark room, the sun outside illuminating through the open windows as a breeze flies across the room. Your eyes meet a head of platinum hair, indicating the back of someoneâs head. The male who wears a black long sleeve shirt and pants sits with his back bent forward, arms on his lap as his head hangs low. The symbol on his neck stood out to you, reminding you of Izanaâs earrings. Your eyes widen when realization finally clicks.
âMikey?â You say, gaining momentum as you rush over to your brother. Before you could make it, a grip on your arm causes you to halt, as well as a firm pressure against the back of your head. You stare ahead as your breath hitches.
âMove at my pace.â The voice behind you demands. Having no other choice but to listen or risk an early death, you ignore your accelerated heart beat and follow alongside the body that shifted slightly to the side of you. Your eyes switch from the short man ahead to the person beside you, immediately catching the scar on the corner of the personâs mouth.
Sharp blue eyes suddenly meet yours during the observation, pink bangs swaying as his head faces you. His lips curve into a toothy smirk, eyebrows furrowing as he gives you a mischievous expression.
âTâs been a while, Y/n.â You turn away from him as you both walk closer to Mikey.
âI guess long enough to where you feel the need to have a gun against my head. As if we never knew each other.â You respond, irritation adding to your fear as youâre led to the chair in front of Mikey.
He only ignored you as his grin grew wider, guiding you to sit facing away from your brother. When your bottom meets the seat, Sanzu stood next to you with the barrel of the gun placed to your temple.
âLeave us, Sanzu.â
âGot it.â He responds before dropping his arm and walking towards the exit. âIâll be downstairs.â
After giving you one more side glance, the pink haired man closed the door behind him as he walked out of the room.
âI heard you wanted to find me.â He says softly. Your fingers fidget in your lap as your knees are pressed together, feet spread apart. You chew on your bottom lip as you sit with a tense body, realizing the gravity of your situation and how dangerous it was to meet him with no sort of back up.
âThis isnât you. This isnât how it was supposed to beâŠâ You begin, shaking your head as you continue, ââŠI get it, Mikey. Everything that happened hurt like hell. Just because you went through something doesnât mean you become the leader to a fucking criminal organization and kill lots of innocent people.â
When he didnât respond, all you heard was your own breathing as you fought the tears that threatened to escape.
âYou act like youâre the only one that went through anything. As if I wasnât there experiencing as much pain as you! I didnât run off and disappear and cause more harm to the streets, because there just wasnât enough blood splattered!â
You had the understanding that you could be digging your own grave. The sorrow and anger hitting you all at once had your words slipping out fast. You missed him, who he was before. How could he have abandoned you like that?
âY-you couldâve come to me. We couldâve been there and experienced it all together, Mikey. I-I know youâre just in pain, but Iâm here. Iâve always been there.â You say the last sentence softly as your vision blurred from the moisture.
You listened as you heard rustling behind you, followed by footsteps leading towards your sitting figure. Your sobs went silent as a figure shadowed over you. The cold impact of the gun against your head causes goosebumps to run across your arms, a chill running up your back as you make eye contact with the man holding a weapon against your forehead.
Anyone could lose themselves in the void of his orbs. They bore into you coldly as he gazed down at you with a blank yet intense expression. Your bottom lip quivered as your eyebrows furrow angrily. His arm follows as you stand from your seat slowly.
âIs this all you know how to do now?â You almost growl, exhausted by the behavior your brother displays when you know he clearly has a hard time communicating his emotions. âShoot whoever questions you. Murder instead of speaking on how you feel. When are you gonna grow up, Mikey?â
âShut up.â He hissed. âYou know nothing.â You only stare back in response, glaring at him as the gun cocks.
âLeave.â He states before lowering his arm. You watch the male as he makes his way to the exit. Before he walks out of the opened door, he turns his head to the side slightly, gaze still ahead.
âIf we ever see each other again⊠Iâll kill you.â You chew the skin on the inside of your cheek as a nervous habit when he walks out, leaving you to allow the words to sink in.
In that moment, you determined that you would find a way to bring back the real Mikey. You couldnât accept this. You would never accept this reality. You would do whatever it takes, even if that means going against your better judgment and acting on emotion, something you had a habit of doing. You donât care what Mikey says nor have you ever listened when he told you not to do something. You donât care that youâre risking your life by getting involved. You snatch the phone from your pocket before dialing a number.
âNaoto, I need your help.â
You didnât know what to expect but it surely wasnât almost succeeding in the take down of Bonten. Unfortunately, both you and Naoto missed a key detail to your plans which resulted in Bonten being free of the attention from the police. It didnât help that some of the government officials involved were traitors to the force, having helped the criminal organization in secret.
Thick smoke polluted the building as a radiating heat caused you to sweat. You cough as your arm covers your mouth and nose, eyes squint as you see through the burning room. The alarms screeched as a warning to anyone near that a fire had been started. You heard the impact of whatever caused the flames, knowing a bomb had been planted somewhere inside which caused an explosion. Youâre surprised that youâre still alive, along with some of the others who crawl and struggle towards the nearest exit, maneuvering through the limp bodies lying on the ground.
You search for your partner as you walk past broken furniture and office equipment, passing the body parts separated from the corpses who suffered the worst from the eruption. Unfortunately, you were hurt considering your limp, and the ringing in your ears definitely didnât help. Your hearing has been out since you woke up. You search the police department, watching out for anyone familiar as you yell out, âNaoto!â
You continue through the damage, dodging any object that falls as you walk around the flames. An abrupt pressure on your back caused you to fall to the ground with a grunt, your hearing coming back just as you made impact with the floor. The platform of the bottom of someoneâs shoe pushes you back to the ground when you try to pick yourself up.
The man behind you grabs a carton from out of his pocket, lifting the top before pulling a cigarette out. He set the box back in his suitâs jacket pocket before using a nearby flame to light it as he stretched his arm out. He brought the butt of the stick to his lips and sucked in as the remaining flame went out on the end of the cigarette. The man rubs the sweat off of his forehead using the sleeve of his suit, a strand of blonde hair swaying over his face as he drops the arm. He blew the smoke out as he gazed at your figure.
âI warned him about letting you go.â You could recognize that voice anywhere.
âKazutora?â He takes another hit of his cigarette, holding his breath as he ashed it before blowing the smoke out of his mouth once more. A smirk grew on his face.
âYou know, Y/n⊠I never took you for a snitch.â
âI never took you as a coward, but here we are. You kill people to feel a sense of control yet youâre always following someone elseâs orders, seeking approval by anyone whoâll give it to you.â You state, irritated by the heat and the foot on your back.
The grin on his lips fell as he took another hit before leaning over and pressing the burning end of the cigarette against your neck. You gasp before releasing a shriek of pain, tears burning at the corners of your eyes. He holds it there for a moment as he stares down at you with a blank expression. He lifts himself back to a normal position once he removes the cigarette from your skin. A fresh bruise formed in the abused spot.
âWhy did you guys become such fucking assholes?â You cry out.
âCome on, donât start crying on me now DollâŠâ He chuckled, ââŠgotta save that for later when Mikey gets his hands on you.â
Before you could fight him off, his fingers squeezed firm against your pressure point. Your vision blurs before your head drops as you sink into darkness.
Your eyes flutter open as a spotlight shines on you. Attempting to lick your lips, you find yourself with a gag secured around your mouth. The red ball stretches your lips uncomfortably as they yearn to be moisturized. Your arms are cuffed above your head as your body is spread out completely nude on the bed. Your shrieks are muffled as the light dims, your knees pressed together as you attempt to cover yourself when you look down and eye the seven figures sitting out on a slightly lower platform, as if youâre on a small stage.
Marijuana and alcohol fills the air, along with the smell of tobacco as you watch the smoke fumes form above a few of the men. Your eyebrows furrow as your toes curl, embarrassment causing a warm face as you shut your eyes tightly, wishing to escape this moment as youâre sprawled out for a bunch of dangerous men. You hear footsteps in the quiet room, someone walking towards the bed.
Mikey appears in your vision as he looks down at you from the side. Your eyes water as you glare at him, disbelief from the fact that your own brother set you up like this. The boy you grew up with who inspired you to go past your own limits. The boy who wanted to make a new era for delinquents. No, you couldnât believe this.
His fingers slowly traced over your stomach as they moved towards your chest, grazing around the outlining of your breasts. You couldnât help the whimper of desperation spilling out through the gag, your body beginning to tremble as you realized the gravity of this vulnerable situation. You wanted this to stop. You wanted it all to stop before thereâs no return.
âI left you aloneâŠâ His fingers dragged themselves across the middle of your breasts, slow and delicate with his touch. ââŠI warned you, Y/n.â
He slightly leans over as his hand moves to your lower stomach, rubbing the lining nearest to your pubis. Your breath hitched as you gaze at him with wide teary eyes.
âYouâve never been one to listen, have you?â The small smile that formed as he said the statement vanished as quickly as it came. Your stomach sucked in as he used his fingers to lightly glide back up to your chest before circling his hand around your neck, his index finger tapping your face twice. He leaned forward until he hovered right over your face.
âYouâll learn.â You release a shriek as your eyes shut tight, his fingers digging into the burnt skin against your neck, adding a painful pressure to the wound as the tears streamed down your face. When you open your eyes to a squint, his gaze is relaxed. His eyes made him look dead. He released you before walking to the end of the stage and turning to face the crowd, his hands behind his back.
âFrom now on you belong to me.â He turns his upper body to face you. âYouâll only get to eat, sleep, and breathe because of me. You will do as I say.â A taller figure began to walk on the stage, a familiar pair of purple eyes gazing down at your figure with his signature sly smile. The tall short haired man held a baton that rests on his shoulder as he stops next to the bed, closer to your lower body.
âYou deemed yourself a traitor so you will be held accountable. Sister or not.â
You fidget with discomfort as you eye the weapon Ran holds with a concerned expression. He only gives you a mischievous smile in return as he drops his arm, awaiting instructions from his boss.
âIf you disobey meâŠâ His eyes switch to Ran before the taller man brings his other hand to the object, fingers adjusting as he lifts his arms. Your eyes widen once more as you hysterically pull against your restraints, legs moving as you attempt to move your body to the side to no avail.
You release a blood curdling scream as your eyes shut tight, the impact causing a loud smack to echo in the room as the end of the baton makes contact with the skin on your thigh. The pain is broad, big. So intense that your whole leg numbs out as your body attempts to protect you. Blood immediately makes its way through your skin as an ugly bruise begins formation. You sob in agony as your head falls back on the bed. You shake your head as you bite the gag.
A cold chill is brought to your body as heat overcomes you, sweat dripping down your forehead as Mikey walks closer to you, staring down at you with the same blank expression. Sanzu watches the display with gleaming eyes, a wide smile on his face as he licks his bottom lip, biting it after as heâs mesmerized by the show in front of him. It was a gorgeous sight, you sprawled out on the bed naked in front of them under Mikeyâs control. Your face is so wet with tears and an expression of fear and distress. So vulnerable and fragile. Your skin breaking with ease as the blood dripping down made him want to lick it up. He couldnât wait to get a hold of you. After all, heâs waited for so long under Mikeyâs command. His failed attempt at protecting you. Someone so resilient and yet so weak.
Kazutora is leaned back in his seat with a leg crossed over, his hair pulled back in a messy ponytail as he eyes you with no emotion. He ignored the erection forming in his pants as youâre forced into submission, bound by the cuffs as your beautiful voice blesses the room with your cries. A red hue forms on his face as he watches Ran hit you again in a different spot on the same thigh. His cock twitched when he heard your loud scream, the gag doing you no justice. He crossed his arms as he shifted in his seat to a more comfortable position.
Takeomi sat with a cigarette hanging from the corner of his mouth as he glared at the scene. He never really knew you so he couldnât care less of your position. He just finds it hilarious to watch the rest of the men simp over Mikeyâs infamous cute, bratty little sister. Heâs surprised you hadnât been killed on the spot for becoming a traitor. The leeway his boss is giving you is impeccable. Otherwise youâd be torn apart limb from limb, slaughtered and violated from the inside out. Long gone. This is nothing. Heâll admit that seeing your bitchy ass getting it in is a very sweet sight to see.
Kokonoi sighed as he turned away from the scene. Having remembered you from their delinquent days made this situation all the more sickening. He still couldnât deny the view of you laid out the way you are having an effect on the cock sitting in his pants. It was uncomfortable, especially since he deems himself as sick as someone like Sanzu or the Haitani brothers for getting turned on by this in the first place.
Kakuchoâs eyes followed Ranâs fingers, swiping some of the blood off of your leg before bringing it to his lips. You lay there, sobbing as Mikey caressed both sides of your face. He knew something like this would occur as soon as he began gaining information from the dirty cops about you involving yourself. Although he felt bad for you, he knew that you had it coming. You were warned and now you must deal with the consequences. He palmed himself before squeezing slightly to ease himself as he shifts in his seat, rock hard as he chews on his lip.
âShould I hit the other thigh, boss?â Ranâs smooth voice filled the room as he gently rubbed his thumb along the untouched thigh. You shook your head as you pleaded through the ball gag. You were so focused on switching your gaze between Mikey and Ran that you completely missed the third presence making his way to the foot of the bed.
Drool accidentally fell out of your mouth as you continued to cry and beg for Mikey to let you go and to not hurt you again. It was humiliating but you were in too much pain to care. You had to get out of there. You regret not listening. You regret not leaving him alone. You just want to escape. You just want to go home and hug yourself while you cry. You wanted to see your friends again, your sister Emma. You missed Shinichiro, Baji, your grandpa, Draken, Mitsuya, and everyone else. You missed them all and you wanted a big hug from them.
You wanted to feel safe, to feel loved again. You didnât like this cold darkness thatâs dragging you to a hell you never thought youâd experience. You wish you hadnât been so stubborn. You just missed your brother, your friends who disappeared. Thumbs drape under your eyes as the tears are wiped away only for more to stream down your cheeks. You feel the ball gag unhook around your mouth as your chapped lips connect, licking them desperately as you continue to sob and pant.
âP-please let me go! Iâm sorry! Iâm so sorry Mikey I-Iâll listen! Iâll leave you alone just pleaseâŠ!â You rambled your apologies as he continued to gaze at you with the onyx orbs that felt as though they were forcing you to drown in his own darkness. Dragging you under with him into the void everyone so desperately tries to fill or escape from.
âI-I just wanted my big brother! I-I needed you to be who you were! I was wrongâŠâ You sob, ââŠso fucking wrong. Youâre too far gone!â Your hands turned to fists as your breath hitched as he climbed on top of you.
âYouâre right. I am no longer your Mikey.â
Your hands tremble as you watch him reach into his pants to pull out his throbbing cock.
âNo⊠no, no, no! Y-you canât!â You plead as you realize whatâs about to happen.
The younger Haitani grabs your ankle as he picks your leg up, along with the older brother who holds up your bruised leg. Mikey adjusts himself in between your legs as he spreads his own knees against the mattress.
âM-Mikey this is so fucked up! P-please! You fucking asshole!â You could only feel rage and despair as you watched him spit in his hand and rub his cock, moisturizing it nowhere near enough for it to easily slip through you.
âOh shit.â Sanzu breathes out in excitement as the rest of the executives mentally sit on the edge of their seats. They watched the display, some with arousal and excitement while others with slight guilt and arousal. The air was thick in the room as Rinâs grip tightened on your ankle while moving his other hand to the bottom of your foot.
âYouâll learn.â Mikey whispers near your ear before he finally pushes in slowly. Your head falls back with your mouth wide open, nails digging in your own palms as the girth stretches you painfully. Your eyebrows furrow as you clench your teeth. He released a breathy moan as his mouth hangs open, head falling to your shoulder as your pussy squeezed him tightly. You both grunt when he finally bottoms out, base and testicles pressed firmly against you as he shifts his arms under you to hold the back of your neck with both hands.
He eyed the girl with a blank expression as she stood with her hand wrapped in Grandpa Sanoâs. Even at his young age he could tell that she had been through quite a lot by the look in her eyes.
âItâs okay, Y/n.â He says as he pats your eight year old head. You sat with tears streaming down your face with your arms crossed as you pouted angrily at the fact that you lost against your fight with Baji who would help you practice your skills along with Mikey.
âYouâll learn.â He said with a smile as he gazed down at you.
You gasp as you feel his thick length pulling out of you, rubbing against the lining of your walls before he bucks his hips against you with a firmer thrust causing you to grunt in pain.
âYou belong to me.â The teen growled.
âKazutora is my friend! Iâm gonna visit him whether you like it or not.â You glare at your brother before stomping away from the shrine.
Truth be told he didnât like the way you made him feel. So out of control. So out of the loop. He knows that heâs your inspiration. He loves how worthy you deem him to be. He loves that you follow him around all the time like you're his little companion. His little sister. His.
If only you knew how hard it was to allow you on your own. To allow you to make your own decisions. To have abandoned you when he knew you were still vulnerable from everything you both went through. You donât know how hard it is being the big brother of someone whoâs just so fucking stubborn. He was afraid that he would lose you in the midst of his corruption, the dark impulse taking over day by day, so he left you.
âFuck.â He breathes out as his pace accelerates, hips pulled back before thrusting against you as his grip tightens. His cock slides in and out of your pussy as the juice slickens the erection, making it easier to access as he presses deeper and deeper. The bed rocks as the thrusts become faster and firmer, the smacking echoing throughout the room as it becomes harder to hold back your grunts and moans.
You whimpered as you felt a pressure form against the ankle held by Rin. You make eye contact with him as his lips curl into a mischievous smile. You felt goosebumps form as the butterflies in your stomach fluttered, an impending sense of doom coming over you just as Mikeyâs cock aimed for your erogenous zone, pounding your g-spot once you reacted with a shriek.
Mikey walks to the car sitting outside the club he had you meet him at after your conversation was finished. Five of his executives stood outside as he turned his attention to Kakucho.
âWatch her every move.â
He had a feeling youâd try something though he didnât expect for you to involve the cops. Especially the detective thatâs always on his ass.
âYou. *Thrust* Belong. *Thrust* To me.â Mikey uses a hand to squeeze your chin, forcing your eyes to meet as you pant and sob.
All of the executives watch with dazed expressions as Mikey bitched you out. Some biting their own lips while others palmed their covered erections. Mikey eyed your face as it morphed while the pit in your stomach builds, indicating the nearing of your orgasm. He used one hand to balance himself against the headboard as he grabbed the leg Ran was holding to gain better access. He thrusts against you as his cock rubbed the inner lining of your vaginal walls, slick oozing out of your hole, a mixture of his semen and your juices forming.
The pain in your leg throbs as he pushes your leg up, causing you to whimper. You tried to hold in your moans, the feeling of the head of his cock hitting your cervix was overwhelming. Instead, grunts replaced the moans with each firm thrust against your ass. The hand on your leg tightens as you watch his eyes narrow down at you with his lips apart.
âThis pussy is mine. Your cum is mine. Everything about youâŠâ a thrust with a loud smack against your ass caused a moan to slip through his throat. ââŠis mine.â
Your head is pressed against the mattress as you feel the pit in your stomach release, the chemical reaction causing your mouth to open as a silent scream leaves your throat, eyes rolled back as he continues to beat into your pussy.
âAhâŠâ Mikey breathes, ââŠthatâs fucking right, cum on this cock.â He said before using his fingers to press onto your wound made by the baton. You scream out in agony. The chains jingle as you pull against the restraints.
âYouâll learn. Youâre gonna learn to listen to me.â He breathes out before switching his eyes to Rin.
âM-Mikey pl-!â You whimper, pleading for him to stop as youâre overstimulated, though his cock keeps its pace, assaulting your pussy as it slides through harder. Blood runs down your wrists, coming from the split skin caused by your nails. You accidentally glance at Ran who stares down at you hungrily. You could see the lust in his intense gaze, causing you to turn away.
âI donât care how close you were or even the little crush you have on her. You will ask before touching her, got it?â
âYes, boss.â Both Kazutora and Sanzu respond with stern expressions.
âN-No! What are youâŠ?!â A loud crack fills the air amongst the sound of the rocking bed as your eyes shut tight, a monstrous scream escaped your lips as the pressure on your ankle created a numbing yet sharp pain that swam up your leg to your knee. You shakily look down to see your limp leg in Rinâs hand, ankle bent out of place as your foot hangs there. A swelling started to form as the skin tingled. It was surely broken.
âGET OFF OF ME! GET OFF OF ME RIGHT NOW!â Youâre hysterical. The pain, overstimulation, and heat. The betrayal, sickness, and depression. The sorrow, despair, and downright filthy situation. All of the eyes on you. It was all just too much.
âI HATE YOU! I HATE YOU SO FUCKING MUCH!â His forehead meets yours as his hands grab the sides of your face. His eyes shut as he thrusts hard, accelerating his speed before a breathy, drawn out moan escapes his mouth, just as Rin grabbed your other ankle.
Kazutora and Sanzu sit with discomfort as they angrily eye the Haitani brothers, realizing it shouldâve been them holding your legs and punishing you. After all, theyâve known you the longest. They were closer to you. They were there for everything. Their erections become tighter as you thrash around and scream. Your rage fulfills them in an unexplainable way. They never knew why your rebellion always struck them in the heart. Who knew theyâd be this stuck over their friendâs little bratty sister.
âIâm cumming.â Mikey whispers with his head against yours as he breathes out a moan. He grinds out his orgasm just as another crack fills the room, followed by an appalling scream from you. You cry as he pulls himself out of you. The swelling from both legs tingle as you lie there in terrible pain. Agony comes from your neck and both of your legs. As well as your vagina. You couldnât believe what your own brother just did.
âI hate you.â You sob. You wanted to curl into yourself but the restraints made it impossible.
âAwe donât cry so much, cookie.â A thumb caressed your forehead as Ran stared you down. âAll ya gotta do is be good, now.â
âOr elseâŠâ Rin chuckled as he slightly dangled one of your broken ankles. You only sob in response, ignoring them as you try to refrain from making eye contact. You wanted to disappear.
Before he climbs off of you, Mikey leans over to plant a kiss on your lips. You donât push him back nor respond to the peck. He pulls his pants up as he walks toward the other executives.
âDo what you will, just have her cleaned and brought to my room after.â
âIâll always be the one to protect you, Y/n. You belong to me.â
You look into the eyes of your older brother, tears in your own as you hug him tight. You both sat on the ground in front of Shinichiroâs grave.
âYouâll learn.â
#yandere x reader#yandere#tokyo revengers#tokyo rev x reader#yandere tokyo revengers#bonten#yandere bonten#bonten au#bonten x reader#bonten x you#bonten trio#sano mikey manjiro#sano manjiro x reader#manjiro x you#kazutora hanemiya#kazutora x reader#kazutora x you#sanzu haruchiyo#sanzu x reader#sanzu x you#ran haitani#ran x reader#ran x you#rin haitani#rin x reader#rin x you#tokyo rev smut#tokyo rev x you#big brother au#big brother
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Kazetsuyo Novel Translation: Excerpt from Chapter 4: Track Meet
(Pages 170-173):
As the Tokyo Sports U track meet drew close, Kakeruâs mood was steadily rising in anticipation.
Itâs been a while since he had competed in a real race. But even though Kakeru was confident he had covered his training very thoroughly, his mind would start to wander every night before falling asleep: Would running into a former acquaintance unsettle him and affect his concentration during the race? Had his race instincts gotten dull that heâd miscalculate his strategies? Could his time record which had gained him much attention back on his high school track team even pass for a college-level standard?
As soon as he closed his eyes, negative thoughts would surface one after another. Restless, Kakeru threw his blanket aside and sat up on his futon.Â
Suppressing his urge to immediately get out of bed to go jogging, he adjusted his breathing in the darkness of his room.
âBe patient⊠be patientâŠâ Kakeru told himself.
Donât think about anything else. Just picture yourself running. Feel the movement of your muscles throughout your body. Keep moving forwardâŠÂ
Rekindling that fire, his doubts evaporated into thin air. Like Nira waiting to be taken for its walks, Kakeru was feeling eager again.
Aside from practice, Kakeru was also properly attending his lectures at the university. Kiyose had rationalised that âone cannot possibly produce results in running if they canât even fulfil their creditsâ, but because Kakeru was fully committed to his training, he had been repeatedly turning down invites to mixers and gatherings. As for Chikusei-soâs other occupants, they were making a concerted effort to hit the qualifying time as well; as soon as school was done for the day, they would all head back to the apartment without delay to work on their runs.
So it didnât take long before word of their activity started to spreadânot only was the shopping street abuzz with chatter, even the students at the university got to talking: âIt seems that those guys from that run-down apartment are training very hard for a race.â
The day before the Tokyo Sports U track meet, Kakeru had asked a favour of a friend who was in the same foreign language studies class to answer roll call on his behalf.Â
âWhat, youâre taking a break tomorrow, Kurahara?â
"Iâll be running in the track meet, soâŠâ
âAh⊠speaking of that, I hear youâre aiming for the marathon, right?â
âItâs not a marathonâŠâ
The ekiden is what Iâm aiming for, and tomorrowâs track meet is the 5000-metre run, Kakeru thought to himself, but did not bother to clarify.Â
Kakeru had come to realise a fact when he started university, that those who have no ties to track and field wouldnât know the difference between a marathon and an ekiden. And when it came to the track meet, some would even look surprised and laugh it off as a joke. â5000 metres? Isnât that just running in circles around the track?â theyâd tease, as if it were some sort of bizarre ritual.
To Kakeru, track is life. To most others, however, a track meet is just another boring race.
The truth was a harsh reality, but at the same time, he couldnât help but feel a little complacent.
I guess not everyone can understand how big a deal it is and why weâve been training so hard every dayâŠ
Hence with the present conversation, Kakeru was able to smile and casually gloss over the details.Â
âWell⊠think of it as a condensed version of a marathon. Anyway, Iâm counting on you, thanks.âÂ
âJust leave it to me! Go get âem, champ!â
His friend had the sincerest expression on his face. Even though he might not understand Kakeruâs ambitions, Kakeru could tell he was cheering him on from the bottom of his heart.
That night, Kakeru could barely fall asleep. His rest was shallow, and his mind, sharp and alert. This is fine, Kakeru thought as he drifted in and out of sleep, sensing the last of his lingering doubts dissipating. After tonight, his transformation will be complete, and his body and mind will be in a state that is ready to run.Â
He was feeling itâthat feeling he had pretended heâd forgotten all this timeâhis fighting spirit before a race.Â
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Footnotes:
- And Kakeruâs uni friend makes his cameo! Iâve mentioned in this post before, I was really quite heartened to read that Kakeru seems to have other friends aside from the Aotake squad (he does get invited along to mixers and parties after all), so I do read novel Kakeru as someone whoâs less emo than anime! Kakeru, and radiates a kind of âsports jockâ vibe that draws people to him even if heâs not exactly proactive at making friends. Besides, he was asking this friend to help him tell a white lie, so I guess that takes a certain level of established trust?
The exact word they used in the original was âYuujinâ (ćæ
), which is a formal word for âfriendâ, but even though this friend isnât written as a âNakamaâ (ä»Čé) or even has a name to his credit, I do feel the choice of words over âclassmateâ( ăŻă©ăčăĄă€ă ) or âacquaintanceâïŒç„ăćă⊠which, btw, was the word used in this excerpt in reference to Sakaki), hints that this guy could still be a good friend despite them not being on a first-name basis. I am reminded of the âYuujinâ in Natsume Yuujinchou and I draw the impression from Takashiâs close friendships with his normie friends, despite all of them still addressing one another by their family names. So let me just have this nice little headcanon that Kakeru sees this friend the same way as well, okay? :*) Â
-Â Iâm also pretty delighted to learn that Kakeru takes a class in foreign language studies! Since heâs in the Sociology department, I would assume the guy could be taking (cross-faculty?) modules from the linguistics department that are relevant to his area of study, maybe Language & Culture? The question is, are we talking foreign languages in general, or is his module more focused on a particular language? If itâs the latter, my headcanon would default to the English language, since that seems like the most âusefulâ language for a Japanese to study, and Kakeru feels like the type who would opt for practical subjects that would be more applicable to the working world, compared to say, maybe Haiji or Akane, who might have deeper appreciation for languages as lit majors (or maybe Kakeru does appreciate them to a small extent, but they are secondary compared to his overwhelming love for track, idk.) But anyway, Iâm getting ahead of myself here cuz the modules you take as a first-year are mostly introduction modules and are pretty rudimentary, lol. Freshman year is still the honeymoon period, you know.
- p.s: Haiji says to attend your lectures properly so you can win all the races, mâkay? #ThisHasBeenAPSAÂ
#kaze novel translations#Kaze novel things#Kazetsuyo#Kaze ga tsuyoku fuiteiru#Run with the wind#Kakeru Kurahara#Woke up this morning and screamed at my grammar#Finally some *quality content* lololol#One backlog down and sdfghjk to go#I may or may not be just a tad bit over-invested in my imaginary son's education
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Hitori-Escape Tour 2019 concert reports 14-18
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14 Hitorieâs Hitori-Escape Tour, 11/10/2019 at Takamatsu DIME Takamatsu prefecture
âThe road was flocked with cosplayers on their way to the venue. Yuma recognized the Azur Lane cosplays, while SND recognized the Street Fighter and the Touhou. âLike Reimu and Youmu~â Yuma was face to face with a Miku across the street while waiting at a crosswalk, which amused him also..
SND âHey! Was anyone in the crowd here who was out there cosplaying today, raise your hand! Come on be honest, tell sensei. Everybody close your eyes so you canât judge each other, so only sensei can see câmon.â Yuma âThereâs people still opening their eyes lol.â
âTakamatsu really is full of events. There was a strange pungent smell eating away at Yu until he sought out the origin. It was a cheese event going on right nearby. âThese sort of things bother you until you find! Once you find the origin then it stops smelling, itâs an enigma.â âA cat was spotted caught up in the cosplayer crowd too, which SND found adorable.
Yuma âIâm a dog lover and⊠I donât really get the feelings of cats!! If you annoy a dog then youâre their enemy for the rest of the day but, with cats theyâll only hate you on the spur of a moment, based on mood. Yet then you spend the rest of the day depressed...!â
SND brings the flow of the conversation over to ygaâs (cat-like) feelings, where Yumao dubs him the âExpressionless emoâ. Yuma âHeâs stoic but, mid-show he will turn around and smile at me! Sometimes heâll be saying something too but, because itâs indecipherable Iâll just do my best to convey âUhh, that seems good!!â to him.â SND â... He looks at me a lot too but he never smiles.â Yu âWell cause the crowd could see his face then, but when he's turned around the crowd canât see him!â
âSND âWell then. Umm.. It's uh⊠today...â *Unable to piece anything together while yga stares at him stifled and raring to go* âUmmm..â  ygarsh >>*BWOON*<< SND tweet "Takamatsu concert: complete, Takamatsu is the greatest place every time I come, Iâm happy I got to perform in a city I love. Thank you, weâll probs be back. Tomorrow weâll be in Osaka y'hear"
15 Hitorieâs Hitori-Escape Tour, 11/11/2019 at Takamatsu DIME in Takamatsu prefecture
âDuring the handheld mic song SND went over to ygâs side and wrapped his arm around ygâs shoulders. Contrary to yesterdayâs slip and slide yg did to dodge himâ
âSND was late getting to the venue, due to countless self-destructive forces at bay. Yumao joked that heâs truly living the rockstar life. Truly a ârock musicianâ. At first he questioned âSensei~ Were you busy drawing your manga~?â Because SND is an artistic person, and artistâs concept of time tends to be wonky. âBoth of my parents are artists so I know this well,â he said..! SND âI drank for 12 hours straight... Until 10 AM... When the meet-up was at 12. I just had to group up with the crew to get all our gear together and hop in the car to drive down, so I told myself I would nap for 1 hour, then wake up, take a shower, get ready and go... But I ended up sleeping overtime. When I woke up even a miracle wouldnât be able to get me there on time. So I called manager-san and told her the situationâ.
Yumao âI didnât care if manager-san gets angry at you~!â Though manager didnât get angry at SND, she just made sure he had everything and could play okay. SND âThough I lied and said I had some stuff ready when I didnât... Why is it that we tell useless lies when weâre scared of getting in trouble.â
FInally in the car driving there, SND reeked of alcohol.. Yumao tells the story of how yga, in the backseat, burst out saying âThis smell... It isnât beer.. Itâs... Highball. This is Kakubin, Highball whisky.. The beer was Kinmugi.. So... Torikizoku (the name of a bar chain).â Actually hitting the mark on what SND drank yesterday. SND âWTF.â
ygarshy is now the self-proclaimed âHighball detectiveâ. âBack to the show....! SND âEverybody itâs 11/11, what does that mean!â Crowd âItâs bass day!â SND âWell then ygarshy, do your thing!â yga *>>BWOON<<*
The date 1111 resembles the 4 bass strings, thus the excuse for celebration! ygarshy also did a seminar for a bass week if that may pique your interest..: Here. SND tweet "Osaka concert: complete, thank you kindly. I'll see y'all next week then."
16 Hitorieâs Hitori-Escape Tour, 11/14/2019 at LIQUIDROOM in Tokyo prefecture
Iâll make a separate special post including all of Nishimakiâs photos etc., but for now itâs all mostly on my twitter... https://twitter.com/boat_manju/status/1195265416249139200
17 Hitorieâs Hitori-Escape Tour, 11/17/2019 at SPADE BOX in Nagoya prefecture
To dodge redundancy Iâll omit some of the happenings, as they reflected on the tour again and many topics were recycled from Tokyo. MC time! âYumao picked on SND again for saying âI have to sing and havenât played a show in a forever unlike you hustlers, I have it a million times worse than you guys, Iâm on a different level~~.â back when he was nervous on the first day of the tour. Yu âBut... didnât you once sing in a SOPHIA cover band?â
SND âWe only were up for like 30 minutes, and we did just a bunch of L'Arc ăen ăCiel or LUNA SEA or Visual kei kinda stuff.â Yu âVisual kei.. did you wear makeup!?â SND *laughs it off* âI pretended to be Mitsuru Matsuoka for 2 shows and that was the end of it.âŠâ âWhen they were at the vacation cottage watching historical drama on TV... Despite yg seemingly not-watching and playing bass, to their surprise after he told them âThat was funnyâ.  SND âyga never stops practicing huhâ Yu âI could never watch TV and play drums." SND âGuitar might work huh.â Yu âLast show I had told everybody to feel free to ask me on Twitter about how to use the mobile battery weâre selling as merch, and someone did!â SND "I questioned how many interactions he got and.. It was a whopping one. One! *laughing*â Yu âThey even told me âI canât believe you replied!ââ âSND story time. He talked about how he first came to this city of Nagoya back when he was 17 or 18. He was born in Ishikawa prefecture and he passed the regional teem music tournament there, so he came for the south-east coast tournament. It was only his voice and acoustic guitar up on the loft, and he went home with no prizes but. After some thought he realized that was the beginning of his music career. What he felt up on that stage is still burned into his mind, and has kept him going all this. So being back in Nagoya, singing up on stage, feels like fate. âOur journey is ending for now but, weâll be back. As long as weâre alive, weâll be back.â And he sounds like Leader at the end.. Leader would say that..
âSND âItâs time ygarshy-kun! The Kirin Challenge Cup, it was Columbia VS Japan right, give us a comment on Japanâs smashing defeat of 0:2!â Â yg *>>>angry BWOOON<<<* SND tweet âNagoya concert complete, thank you. We performed footloose and enthusiastic, I hope nobody got hurt. See ya next time.â
18 Hitorieâs Hitori-Escape Tour, 11/18/2019 at Umeda Club Quattro in Osaka prefecture
The finale! Ahh the 18th show. What a long journey, but somehow it felt short.
âYu âThis show was an add-on, so it sorta feels like a bonus stage yâknow. Normally I put a lot of attention into keeping my performance, my feelings as flat and stable as possible but, today.. I just scattered emo around.â SND âI feel ya haha.â Yu âConcerts are tricky!â
âSND âWhen weâre traveling the country, we see people smiling, people crying, people who have a face like they have no idea what to do with themselves, thereâs just⊠so many different people, and every one is so beautiful. Every time a show ended I would go name-searching on the internet because I wanted to know what everybody thought, and just. Seriously, thank you. Thank you for mustering up the courage to come see us. With 18 concerts on our backs, we managed to shape this into something real. Weâve come so far andâ Yuma, pops in like heâs feeling embarrassed or nervous or something, âUhmm-â SND âOiâŠ.!?â *collapses to the floor* âCâmooon I was just in the middle of something!!!â
Yuma âIâm sorry, I didnât mean to butt in-â
SND âItâs fine hahaha Youâre always like this, Iâm used to it hahahaaaâ SND *on the verge of tears*â Yumao *does his Yumao thing*â Everyone  :') ââšYuma âAfter all this time we figured out the trick to ygarshy too, even though heâs always stoic, right! But when heâs doing something bad or bullying, he has a HUGE smile! Especially when heâs bullying Shinoda, heâll grin from ear to ear.â SND âPiece of shit I wonât forget what youâve done to me. This bastard smiles the most when heâs the assailantâ.  yga *Takes out his camera and begins to record SND*
Yu âSee, he has fun in his own way!â
*Records Yumao twice, Yumao poses with both hands making the peace sign*
*Records the crowd* Yu âSND and I are always chatting it up about something right, but sometimes an hour or so later after we talk, yg will come over to me when Iâm alone and tell me his opinion. âI think this I think that. Yumao you said it well earlier, you did wellâ⊠But... Itâs, itâs okay to join in on the conversation too ygarshy..!â âOnto merchandise chat!
Merch is currently available online now!!! The English site is here, but as most items are out of stock there, the original Japanese site is an option if you have access to proxy shipping, here! http://shopping.deli-a.jp/artist/hitorie.php Beware that the mobile battery cannot make it over the border due to restrictions, so even if you order it from the JP site, a problem will most likely emerge...
*Yumao poses to show off his hoodie, flops the hood up and down to show how the letters on the back appear.* *Points at ygarshy wearing the black shirt*
Yumao âThe friction highlighters, if they get put in the drying machine or make contact with heat the ink will disappear! But if you put them in the refrigerator then it will come back! Itâs a mystery~â Yu âThen also the pouch... Ah whereâd it go whereâd it go..â Staff ïżœïżœïżœBehind your drums!â Yu âI found it! I put my little drum supplies in here, itâs great, I never lose anything. The tote bag is convenient too! Throughout the tour Iâve been using it to carry my change of clothes and things.â SND âThe bleach acid-washed denim was such a good idea, it looks adorable.â *Yu heads back to his drums* *yg picks up his bass* SND âAre we playinâ?â Yu âAre we still talkinâ? SND âWe have the choice to just not do encore, right?â *yg on standby* *Yuma walks back to the microphone *yg puts his bass down* SND âAhhhhh, thatâs heavy to keep isnât it, just keep it down.â Yu âLetâs goo!â SND âAlright ygarshy-kun.. Once this tour is over letâs drink some good beer!â yg ââŠ?â *The lighting goes red* SND â?!â *Staring at each other doing nothing, yga puts his finger on his bass string* SND âWait, what?!â yg *>>>BWOOON<<<*
ygarshy: â18 concerts. Thank you for mustering up the courage to come all the way out and see us. Being able to perform Hitorieâs music up on stage, was my pride and joy yet again today."
 SND: âThank you.â
 Rieâs manager: âThanks. Iâm so proud of them.â
Yumao: Really by virtue of every one who came were we able to marathon this tour.Â
I was on the same page as you when this started: totally unsure of how to present myself for these concerts. But halfway through somewhere I started to have fun, the number of smiles increased, and now that itâs over I feel like I lost something, the burdens and something special both.
Iâm bad with expressing myself in text so this is all Iâll say.
~~Fin.~~
#special thanks to Tamagotoji!!!#hitorie#also SND's blog posts here https://privatter.net/u/boat_manju#Tumblr let me post high quality pics
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50 Questions Tag
I was tagged by @janarine - thank you đheheh.
Iâve never done anything like this before, so I hope Iâm doing it right! Sorry if I mess up somehow.
1. What takes too much of your time?
Animal Crossing (New Leaf). I think Iâm spending too much time on my town right now...
2. What makes your day better?
Talking to my best friend, she always cheers me up heheh. Writing, listening to music, and doing something music related too.
3. Whatâs the best thing that happened to you today?
I havenïżœïżœt done much today, but my sister just baked a cake and let me try some, so that was pretty sweet.
4. What fictional place would you like to go to?
Yumenosaki. Itâs really the only fictional place I can think of that Iâd like to go to tbh. Thereâs this kid I go to school with thatâs basically Tori anyway.
5. Are you good at giving advice?
Eh, sometimes (I think). People say I am, but sometimes I donât think anything I say makes any sense. I do like to help people out though!
6. Do you have any mental illness?
Anxiety.
7. Have you ever experienced sleep paralysis?
I donât think so. But I do have a lot of very dark and vivid dreams.
8. What musician inspired you the most?
Definitely Stray Kids. Not only their music and lyrics inspire me and help me get through things, but also them themselves - idk I look up to them a lot.
Bolbbalgan4/BOL4 and SHISHAMO influence me a lot musically as well.
9. Have you ever fallen in love?
Nope. I mean, Iâve had a crush before, but I wouldnât call it love.
10. Whatâs your dream date?
Iâm not sure, but maybe either something at home where it feels cozy, or maybe at a cafe? Idk I just really like cafes.
11. What do others notice about you?
Maybe my height? I used to have teeth that stuck out, but now Iâm just pretty average.
12. What is an annoying habit you have?
Biting my lips. I really hate that I do this.
13. Do you still talk to your first love?
Referring to the person I used to have a little crush on - yes, weâre pretty good friends.
Iâm pretty sure anyway.
14. How many exâs do you have?
None. I donât think much about dating.
15. How many songs are in your playlist?
There are around 3500 on my main playlist. Iâm always listening to music, and Iâm always adding more.
16. What instruments can you play?
Iâm learning to play ukulele. I really like playing it heheh, and Iâm going to start writing my own stuff soon I think.
I was learning guitar, but I lost interest and had no patience for it.
17. Who do you have the most pictures of?
I have more memes and reaction images saved on my phone than anything else (whoops). But putting those aside, I have a lot of pictures of Mika Kagehira. But if weâre talking about real people, Iâd say Stray Kids - Hyunjin, Felix and Chan to narrow it down.
18. Where would you like to go before you die?
I definitely want to visit Italy and see where my family comes from! I really want to learn more about my family and Italy.
19. What is your zodiac?
Libra! âïž
20. Do you relate to it?
Yeah? Sometimes I guess.
21. What is happiness to you?
Iâm not very good with words or my thoughts, but happiness to me is enjoying and embracing what you have, whether it be people, objects, or anything else, and accepting yourself? Enjoying the nice moments you have with people maybe. I guess thatâs basically my take on true happiness.
22. Are you going through anything right now?
Hmm, maybe a little bit right now. But Iâm trying to stay positive for those around me.
23. Whatâs the worst decision youâve ever made?
I had this really good friend a couple of years ago. She always looked out for me, made sure I wasnât alone in class, etc etc. it was a bit hard for me to sit with her sometime though, seeing as she was in that more âpopularâ group of people. I started sitting with other people after a bit because I thought that itâd be easier on her, but I still regret not talking to her about it first. Iâm not very good with communication. We donât talk anymore and that kind of makes me a bit sad, but thatâs my fault, and I know that. Iâm trying to become a bit better now, and itâs taught me to take other peopleâs feelings into consideration (I believe that people are in your lives sometimes to reach you something, so I guess this is one of the things that she has taught me).
24. Whatâs your favourite store?
In general, Big W đ because I always find myself wanting to go there for some strange reason. Either that or Temt or QBD Books.
25. Whatâs your opinion on abortion?
I guess it depends on the situation, but ultimately itâs a personâs own choice whether or not they want it, itâs not my position to tell them yes or no.
26. Do you keep a bucket list?
Yes! Iâve always had an idea of what I wanted to be on it, but recently Iâve started to write one :)
27. Do you have a favourite album?
I donât really have a favourite album, but to name a few that I really like are any of Stray Kidsâ albums, MCRâs The Black Parade, and Broken Irisâ âThe Eyes of Tomorrowâ (sorry it takes me back to my âemoâ days).
28. What do you want for your birthday?
I donât really want anything in the aspect of presents, but Iâd really like to have dinner with my family. I really like to spend time with my family.
29. What are most peopleâs first impression of you?
A lot of people think Iâm the shy nice girl, which I guess is true-
Until I get comfortable with you, then Iâm really hyper and loud heheh.
30. What age do you seem according to most people?
Well, Iâll be turning 16 this year. I donât know what age I seem like to people right now, but I know that when I was younger I looked a lot older than what I was.
I was always really tall for my age, but I think now Iâm not that tall in comparison to some girls in my grade.
31. Where do you keep your phone while your sleeping?
I usually keep in one of my drawers next to my bed. I donât like to keep it right next to my head while Iâm sleeping, but I like to have it close to me incase I need to write something down, especially if I get an idea for something Iâm writing.
32. What word do you say the most?
Definitely âlikeâ. I always say âlike, uhâ a lot, and also âyou know?â, although thatâs two words.
33. Whatâs the oldest age you would date?
As of right now, maybe 17, maybe 18? I think Iâm still a bit too young to date anyone older than that, but when Iâm a bit older, a 3-4 year age gap would be fine I guess.
34. Whatâs the youngest age you would date?
Iâm not sure. Maybe 15? I donât think Iâm really ready for dating anyway... lmao.
35. What job/career do most people say would suit you?
My family and friends when I was younger used to say that I should be a model? But I think they were just being nice. I also think it was because of how tall I am.
I also was told once or twice that I should be a nurse, since I care a lot for people I guess. I donât think I have a real interest in the medical field though, I think all of my interests lie in the creative sort of field.
With that being said, my dream job is actually to be a florist :)
36. Whatâs your favourite music genre?
I donât really have a favourite genre, or a specific genre I listen to. I listen to lots of different genres in lots of different languages, as I like to keep an open mind- Iâm really interested in other cultures and countries, especially their languages as I find many languages very pretty.
But if I had to narrow it down, then maybe indie and punk rock?
37. If you could live in any country in the world, where would it be?
Iâm going to be 100% honest-
Hands down, Iâd stay in Australia. Iâm sorry, I just really love my country. Itâs my home after all.
But if I had to choose another country, then maybe Italy or Japan?
38. What is your current favourite song?
There are too many songs that I absolutely love.
But my absolute favourite song is Awkward Silence by Stray Kids. It always makes me happy somehow whenever I listen to it.
39. How long have you had this blog for?
I started this blog almost a year ago to try and make friends that are into the same things as me, but unfortunately due to my anxiety and nonexistent social skills I could never bring myself up to speak to anyone.
I started posting and reblogging things on here not too long ago though, so I guess thatâs when I finally started using this blog.
40. What are you excited for?
Iâm going to America in a couple of months. Although it makes me extremely anxious, Iâm kind of excited for it still.
41. Are you a better talker or listener?
Iâm 50/50. Sometimes I chat peopleâs ears off, but then sometimes I like to listen to people and people always say that Iâm a good listener. I guess it all depends.
42. What is the last productive thing you did?
I did some unfinished homework. Iâm on school break right now so Iâm trying not to be lazy for once.
43. What do you want for Christmas?
I literally just want to spend time with my family heheh, I donât ever really have anything to ask for for Christmas or my birthday.
44. What classes do you get the best grades in?
Japanese. Itâs the only class that calms me and gives me sanity (usually), so Iâm actually able to focus for once.
45. On a scale of 1-10, how are you feeling right now?
8. Iâm feeling pretty all right, since school holidays just started, but for some reason I constantly feel stressed and worried, and Iâm always tired since I get hardly any sleep. But my plan is to
46. What can you see yourself doing in 10 years?
Hopefully Iâm a florist heheh.
47. When did you first get your heartbreak?
Iâve never had a love related heartbreak, but the first time I ever felt my heart shatter was in year 4 when I was told my great grandmother passed away. I was really close with her and I still miss her a lot.
48. At what age do you want to get married?
Iâve never really thought about this. Should I be? Whoopsie.
Maybe late twenties? Iâm not sure.
49. What career did you want to have as a child?
There were MANY things I wanted to be when I was little.
I wanted to be a figure skater, ballerina, model, preschool teacher, nurse, police officer, artist of some kind, writer, singer, actor, dancer, and the list goes on. But I really regret not working towards being a figure skater when I was younger, I really wish I was one heheh.
50. What do you crave right now?
Proper sleep.
Iâm tagging @kyoko-yuuki :)
I only have one person to tag, donât have many mutuals lol.
Sorry it took me a bit to finish it, Iâm not really good with a lot of things :P
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Katsuhira Yuuta+Shuuta
Hi, I thought Iâd make a post about my Tokyo Ghoul oc, Katsukira Yuuta, and his dynamics with Tsukiyama Shuu!
100% japanese, 27 years old, born 17th june, full ghoul, ukaku
wavy brown hair (see Harry Styles 2017), dark brown eyes, full lips, earrings (tiny and black/silver, nothing too flashy), 1,90m tall (6â2â i think??)
pretty fit but not over the top, likes football and sometimes roller skating for fun
small heart shaped mole under his right ear, Shuu loves it
bisexual, realized it when he was 18 but has always been pretty chill about it
backstory: relatively normal/happy childhood, his father died when he was 16 because of the CCG, thatâs why he accepts to join GOAT so easily
his mom died when he was 22, she was a very positive female figure in his lifeÂ
got along well with both his parents, especially his mom
mommaâs boy
dropped out after 2 years of university to help his mom, studied Biology
likes animals and plants
keeps a âbad boyâ appearance to seem tough but heâs just really sweet and has a lot of love to give
likes books, most of them are similar to Shuuâs tastes
fav tv shows: the walking dead, naruto, game of thrones, sailor moon
fav animal is polar bear, fav color is blue
he often wears his dadâs leather jacket
considers his motorcycle as his child and calls her Baby
usually cheerful and flirty, especially with someone he likes
has had 2 girlfriends and 1 boyfriend, but it was never something serious
he doesnât cry often, except with the lion king, the last Indiana Jones movie, the wizard of oz and armageddon
has had an emo phase at 13-15
he doesnât mind studying, as long as itâs not too much
before joining GOAT he worked at a genius bar in an apple store, he likes computers, phones and tech in general
what he feels for Shuu kinda scares him at first bc he has never felt something like this for anyone, but he quickly accepts his feelings and learn to love him, and he promises to himself that he will help him in any way he can bc he loves this boy so much
knows like 2 words in French but wants shuu to teach him
he just wants shuu to wear glasses and a sweater vest, giving him the professor vibe
doesnât mind kaneki but he kinda doesnât like him at the same time for what he did to Shuu
nihsiki and banjou are his bros
has never rly built a relationship with touka
has instantly fell in love with Hinami and after a while he begins to consider her sort of like his lil sister, they bond over disney movies
is a pretty skilled fighter but still needs some polishing, so sometimes he spars with nishiki, naki or someone else, but mostly Shuu
who wouldnât mind flirting if they werenât currently fighting
Now Iâll list some headcanons I talked about with @sandypenguin6 !!!
sometimes Shuu wears Yuutaâs leather jacket and Yuuta adores it
after a while Shuu gets more comfortable and initiates physical contact gives Yuuta kisses and sits in his lap
Shuu loves holding hands
heâs never had much physical contact so he glues himself to Yuuta
pirate!Yuuta and mermaid!Shuu is a thing
Shuu would lure him in with singing but heâs too cute to kill so he drags him back to the shore
Yuuta wakes up and sees something disappearing, he wants to know what saved him so he comes back to the shore every day until he meets Shuu
sometimes he goes mailing alone and Shuu follows him in the water
Yuuta:Â âdid you clean your pants with windex bc i can see myself in themâ Shuu:Â âiâm leaving youâ
Yuuta uses terrible pick-up lines and Shuu looks at him with murder in his eyes but at the same time he thinks âoh god i canât not fuck himâ
during the first days of their relationship Yuuta is pretty sure itâs not gonna be anyhting too serious, then he wakes up one morning, looks at this beautiful sleeping angel in his arms and thinks âuh ohâ
theyâd do anything to protect each other
during a fight a dove has Shuu cornered and says âyour friend wonât save you nowâ and Shuu just decks him and yells âheâs my boyfriend you dumb slutâ
Mirumo would be so happy his son got over that âgoth young manâ
heâd be so supportive, even after Shuu tells him Yuuta has a motorcycle
heâd come back a day later with condoms and lube and tell Shuu âyouâe now an adult, be responsibleâ bc heâs not a regular dad, heâs a cool dad
Yuuta would be a little intimidated by him at first but theyâd get along really well
heâd show him Shuuâs baby and teenage pictures while Shuu screams in the background
Shuu has told Yuuta some adventures of his Gourmet days, like that time he ore off and ate a councilmanâs balls, and Yuuta is impressed
âi also tried to eat kaneki-kun while he ate someone elseâ âyou didnât tell me you were this kinkyâ
Shuu feels undeserving at first bc heâs still not over Kaneki and Yuuta deserves someone who can love him unconditionally, but Yuuta shushes him, holds him and kisses his worries away
sometimes Shuu doesnât cry but he looks for Yuuta, pulls him in bed and climbs onto him like a koala without a word
Shuu is confused because heâs not used to receiving this kind of affection, or affection at all, but he loves it
when Yuuta finds out he makes sure to kiss him and touch him all over to assume him that heâs there
Shuu would be the first one to say i love you! Yuuta has known for a while but didnât tell him because he didnât wanna pressure him, but one day Shuu blurts it out and Yuuta pushes him against the walls and repeats âi love you, i love youâ between kisses
Shuu manager to get over Kaneki in 2/3 months but heâs still sensitive when heâs around him so Yuuta holds his hand to remino him that heâs there
if they could theyâd elope to get married bc Shuu thinks itâs romantic
Kaneki is a little disappointed and he thinks of Shuu as âthe one who got awayâ but heâs happy that Shuu is finally happy
Kaneki is still super important to Shuu and heâs very attached to him, just not romantically anymore
Yuuta feels a little threatened not by the actual Kaneki, but the image of him Shuu has created in his mind, but he gets over that quickly and Shuu has eyes only for Yuuta
Shuu is late for a meeting and when he comes in he looks at Yuuta first and Yuuta knows thereâs nothing to be worried about
sometimes Yuuta smokes but he eventually stops for Shuu
Shuu is weak every time Yuuta wakes up with light stubble and begs him not to shave
if Yuuta gets sick he insists that he isnât and tries to seduce Shuu by seductively rubbing Vaporub on his chest and making noises, and of course Shuu gives in
if Shuu were sick Yuuta would become a super mom
Shuu is a cuddle monster
Yuuta knows that heâs Shuu first boyfriend and he tries to make every experience the best heâll ever have
âiâm happy iâm your firstâ âand hopefully the last too!â
as of marriage proposals, Yuuta would think of something super elaborate and romantic but heâd just blurt it ut during a makeout session and tries to ignors but Shuu tackles him and accepts his proposal
the ring is silver with a small diamond in the center
Mirammo would be crying tears of joy, Hinami is super excited and Nishiki jokingly asks Yuuta if heâs really sure, Yuuta looks at Shuu adoringly and says âyes, 100% sureâ
a few days later Kaneki calls Shuu and gives him a handmade black yarn bracelet bc he wants to congratulate Shuu and indirectly tell him that heâs sorry
Shuu thanks him and tells him that he has to move on but Kaneki will still be a huge part of his life and they hug tightly
one day when theyâre not together yet Yuuta walks in a room while Shuu is working out and doing the splits and Yuuta has an aneurysm
Yuuta tries to play it cool and starts doing lift but heâs showing off for Shuu and even adds groans that sound like sex noises before taking off his shirt and splashing water all over his chest
Shuu starts salivating and he has to get up to wrap his sweatshirt around his waist bc of a âlittleâ problem
the next workout Shuu wears a pair of booty shorts so tiny they might as well be slips and bends over right in front of Yuuta who combusts
heyâd start a seduction contest, seeing whoâll break first
one time Shuu arrived late for a meeting, there were no seats left and sat down in Yuutaâs lap, who canât concentrate at all
NSFW headcanons!
Shuu is inexperienced so Yuuta always takes it slow and makes sure Shuu is super comfortable
if only Shuu gets to finish and heâs tired, Yuuta would go to the bathroom to finish himself off and come back for cuddles
Shuu loves hickeys
Shuu is loud during sex bc heâs not used to it and it feels so good, so Yuuta is always shushing or kissing him but it doesnât work and if thereâs someone in the rooms next to theirs they hear everything
when Yuuta is behind him Shuu mons louder just so that Yuuta would cover his mouth with a hand and be a little rougher
when he tops for the first time Shuu is always asking Yuuta if heâs okay, if it feels good and Yuuta praises him the whole time
afterwards Shuu complains that itâs too tiring and collapses on Yuuta, who just chuckles and kisses his forehead
Shuuâs flexibility comes in handy
they love leasing the fuck out of each other, both during sex and also with things like making bedroom eyes at each other in public and playing footsie under a table/touching each other's thighs/ass
Yuuta has an unhealthy obsession with Shuuâs ass and more often than heâd like to admit Shuu finds himself with bite marks on his asscheeks
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A lot happened since my last post, so hereâs a quick recap.
August: Official start of the long 3-month holiday. I spent most of it tutoring students in the village. I taught a group of primary school students who really tested my patience. I also taught two high school boys as well as two high school girls. I even taught the local bank staff. I cooked for myself every day this month. I would bike to the market early in the morning to beat the rush and to make it in time for my favorite fried rice cakes with bean paste. I became really comfortable with the market and the sellers. So comfortable that they were all slapping my butt at one point and telling me how my boobs were nonexistent. Oh, I forgot to mention that my counterpart and I made a commitment to âexerciseâ daily with students which really just meant going on a walk to the pagoda at 6AM. With my days filled to brim, the month really flew by.
September: Mid-service training. We had three full days of training at the PC office where we learned a lot more advanced/useful language. This was also the month I visited home! The journey there didnât even feel that long because I was just so excited. My mom and I kept this a secret from everyone for about three months. Surprising my family and friends was seriously one of the best parts. During my time home, I was reminded how much I am loved and cared for and thought about. I was reminded the importance of community and the value of having somewhere I can call home. Goodbyes werenât as difficult this time because somehow saying âsee you in a yearâ made it so much better than âsee you in two yearsâ.
October: I came back to the last month of school holiday rejuvenated and ready for my final year into service. This time coincided with a Khmer festival known as Pchum Ben which is a festival to respect ancestors and those who have passed. My host family and I visited the same pagoda as the one we visited when I first met them. It was a lot of mixed feelings knowing that so much has happened since that time. Transition back to the village life and back to Cambodia in general was a lot smoother than I thought it would be. I even attended my first Khmer wedding with my host family! This was huge for me because while all other PCVs went to weddings in their first year of service, I went to my first one with my host fam in my second year, lol. ~*~*PC clout~*~*
November: The first day of school ceremony took place on the first day of the month. I went to the ceremony expecting a fairly big ceremony similar to last year but when I arrived, it was two times the size as last year with a fancy elevated stage with a massive sound system. It was a Coachella main stage in the middle of the schoolyard. School commenced the day after and I didnât know my schedule for a good week. I also started working with two new counterparts - both females! My previous counterpart went to Phnom Penh to study some more. This month I also had the best burger of my life in Phnom Penh. Shout out to Cousinâs Burger. Yâall doinâ it right. I also also had two Japanese friends visit me from Japan!! I prepped myself by binge watching Terrace House and talking to myself in Japanese as much as I could, but wowâŠwhen the day finally came, I really felt like I was malfunctioning. I literally had four languages in my brain all trying to come out. I kept imagining that episode of SpongeBob when millions of SpongeBobs in his brain are shuffling through the different drawers in his brain and end up going crazy. Yeah, that was me. But thanks to them, I got to practice my Japanese as well as reaffirm my Khmer and I finally visited Angkor Wat.
December: Six days into December, my umma came to this side of the world!! We visited my love on her little island called Singapore, met her family and friends, and lived my Crazy Rich Asian fantasy out. Not really, because the most exciting things were Donki and mazesoba LOL. Only half kidding. We then came back to Cambodia to officially show my umma where I currently call home. Thinking back now, maybe it wasnât such a good idea going from the cleanest and most developed SEA country to one of the less developed countriesâŠBut I guess it helped with the dramatic effect. Out of everything, though, showing my umma my village and introducing her to my community was such a unique experience and feeling. The one thing everyone kept saying was âyour mom is prettier than you!!!!â Why, yes, yes she is. Was that a compliment or a back-handed comment? ⊠Iâll leave that up to you the reader. Itâs also really fun now when I talk to my umma on the phone because she actually met these people and she knows what everything looks like. Honestly my appa was more excited than her and he didnât even come, lol. We also went to Korea for a couple days. The experiences there and the feelings I felt there are too much to describe here, so I might have to save that for another post. But a major highlight was going to Guckkastenâs concert with my fangirl of a mother, hahah. Idk why but I wanted to cry the whole time watching her fangirl. It was just a lot for me to see her finally be able to do what she enjoyed rather than doing something just for our familyâs wellbeing. And plot twist, I became a fan. (Omg so much happened in DecemberâŠIâm only half-way through the month.) Around Christmas time, I got a phone call from medical staff that one of my closest friends was sick with dengue fever and currently in the hospital. They asked me to come keep her company at the hospital if possible, and I told them that Iâd be there the next day. Seeing my friend so sick and fatigue in a hospital bed was honestly a huge wake up call. Being sick in this country with no one by our side is probably one of the loneliest things ever. I was able to see her get a bit better before leaving back to the village. Then came NYE which I spent on the islands of Cambodia. Koh Rong was the paradise I never thought I needed. Iâve always been a mountain girl but that was probably because thatâs all I ever had in good olâ landlocked Colorado. Now itâs hard for me to say if I am a mountain person or beach person. It was just that beautiful and relaxing.
January: 2019! The year that seemed light years away has finally arrived. Itâs nearing the end of this month and there were just a few things that stuck out. My close friend went back home to America due to her health, and man, that hit hard. I didnât know how sad and how empty it feels to have a close volunteer go home like that. I couldnât even say a proper goodbye irl. It put me in a weird thought cycle for sure. This thought cycle also put me in a weird placeâŠI wouldnât say itâs a bad place. Iâm not sure if itâs good either. Iâm still trying to figure it out. I even deactivated Instagram because of it. Who do I think I am?! But for now, I think I like where I am now. (Lol, am I Tumblr emo yet?) Iâve been writing random thoughts out since this weird thought cycle so when I feel that I can gather my thoughts on one of these âwritingsâ and actually make sense of it, Iâll try and post it.
But for now, thatâs it. Thatâs where Iâve been and thatâs where I am now.
From a weird place,
Sreymin
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Saturday, May 13~
Today was the first official day of doing exciting things!! We woke up bright and early to meet at 8:45. It was the first day that we got to eat the hotelâs buffet breakfast, and it was very good today. I had bread with strawberry jam, eggs and sausage, a strange type of yogurt that tasted curiously like cottage cheese???, coffee with gum syrup (I wish we had gum syrup back in the States, it makes coffee taste so good with just a little bit in it), and some beef curry with rice. I noticed that everything about eating is smaller--the servings, the plates and bowls, the cups, the silverware, everything! Itâs quite interesting to see since we have such massive servings of everything in the US. I also thought it was interesting that they had beef curry out so early in the morning, but I greatly enjoyed having it for breakfast! I hope that they have it in the buffet again tomorrow. The hotel staff is also very friendly and chatted briefly with us about the breakfast options.
After eating breakfast, I finished getting ready for the day and headed down to the lobby. It was forecasted to rain today, but I thought I would be okay with a light cardigan. It turns out that it was actually raining fairly heavily! So that sucked a little bit! Dr. Overall, one of the professors on the trip, let me borrow his umbrella, though.
We walked through the rain to Tama University (ăăŸć€§ćŠ), a local school with a global studies program that we are interacting with during our stay in ă”ăăă. On the way, we ended up bumping into a couple of girls who were part of the group that we were meeting with! They were super nice and took pictures with us before we went into the school.
To be honest, I wasnât sure what to expect with our trip to ăăŸć€§ćŠ. I only really knew that a couple of their students would be giving us a presentation in English (ăăèȘ). One of the other students, Kyrah, and I were also going to be giving a presentation in Japanese (æ„æŹèȘ), so everyone was going to be practicing their language skills. For my æ„æŹèȘ class, I also needed to interview some of the students, but we did not have enough time, so I ended up becoming Facebook friends with some of them to finish their interviews later. All of the ăăŸ students (性ćŠç) were incredibly welcoming and excited to meet us! Their dean gave us a presentation on what ăăŸ was doing to help out with the sailing portion of the upcoming Olympics. It sounds like the students will all be super busy with helping to run the preliminary events and help host the events over the next few years! When he was finished, four 性ćŠç gave us presentations on website projects that they have been working on. All of these sites will in some way help to make ă”ăăă more accessible to tourists from all over the world. One of them was working on an online website for local restaurants to post menus, another was working on a website with places to visit--they all obviously had been working really hard and were proud of their products.
When they had finished, Kyrah and I got ready to present. Kyrahâs presentation was really good, and she had sounded great! I was super intimidated to go after her. I was also worried that my project hadnât saved correctly to my flash drive (which, spoiler alert, it hadnât). That ended up not being too much of an issue, though, because I was able to quickly pull up an older version of my presentation that I had saved. The ăăŸć€§ćŠç were all pleased with both of our presentations, as they told us after we had finished!
We got to talk to the 性ćŠç a little bit afterwards, and they gave us a tour of their school! I loved getting to experience a little bit of a Japanese university. Their particular college, which focuses on global studies, has only about 200 people in the programs, but this is a large class size for the school! I thought that was insane. I thought Belmont was fairly small, but ăăŸć€§ćŠ proved me wrong!
Super cool side story: whenever we were coming back from the tour, one of the students who had presented from the school came to chat briefly with me. I had put in a short blurb about my girlfriend, complete with pictures of us with a rainbow flag, into my presentation. This nice guy (whose name was George) asked me if I was LGBT because he had seen the rainbow in one of the pictures. I, of course, told him yes, that I am pansexual, and he excitedly told me that his girlfriend is bisexual! I was so excited to meet another queer person--albeit vicariously through her boyfriend lol. I know that the community in Japan is not quite as vocal as it is in the United States, which is interesting to me due to the traditional reverence for transgender people in theatre. I was really glad that George had told me about his girlfriend, and I told him to give her a big gay hug from me. I friend-requested him on Facebook, so hopefully he and I become pals. I would love to talk to his girlfriend about her coming out experiences in a country that isnât the United States (not to insinuate that coming out in America is easy!! bc Trump seems to be making sure that it isnât!!!). This short exchange was honestly one of my favorite parts of the day, though.
When we got settled in, I got some of the 性ćŠç to help me out with an interview project that I have to do for my language course. One of them, whose name was Fumito, had mentioned that he too likes Green Day, so he asked if he could hang out with us later today! Those plans ended up working out well--see further down in this post~
But once we made it back to our hotel, with the companionship of a few of the ăăŸć€§ćŠç, we headed out to get yakiniku (ăăă«ă). This was another highlight of my day! I really enjoyed getting ăăă«ăon my first trip, so I knew that I would enjoy it. We started out with servings of beef tongues, which were incredibly good! They were a little chewy, but otherwise I enjoyed them a lot. We then ordered some servings of pork and beef, which were also great. Everything was seasoned so well, it was incredible. Our table, which was comprised of myself, Kyrah, David, and Dr. Overall, ended up getting three or four more servings of the beef. It was so good and I had no regrets a few regrets. The first time that we were ordering more beef, though I accidentally asked for gyuunyuu (ăă
ăă«ă
ă), which is milk, instead of gyuuniku (ăă
ăă«ă), which is beef! The waiter was very confused initially, but after some clarification between myself and our tour guide Darren, I realized what I had said and corrected myself.
The rest of the afternoon got weird and confusing because of the rain. We were supposed to visit the home of the author Shimazaki Tozon, but those plans were cancelled because of the rain. We were in the area of Enoshima, though, where the sailing portion of the 2020 Olympics will be held, so we tried to visit there! Again, though, because of the weather, those plans had to be cancelled. I think the ferries werenât operating, or we would have had to wait a while for one--something to that effect. So we decided to just go back to the hotel, and I was not disappointed with that. It had been a long day of walking.
That evening, we ended up meeting Fumito to hang out and go to karaoke (ă«ă©ăȘă±). We went to one of the places near Shonandai Station (ăăăȘăă ăé§
), where we had met up with him. He was incredibly helpful with setting us up for ă«ă©ăȘă±. Basically, what happens at real ă«ă©ăȘă± is that your group is given a room where there are a few couches and tables and a television equipped with the ă«ă©ăȘă± machine. You have to buy a package with drinks (alcoholic or non-alcoholic) for each person in each room. We didnât realize this going into the ă«ă©ăȘă± experience, so Fumito acted as our translator during that process. He was so helpful, and he really went out of his way to do everything that he could for us. It was like he was acting as a host, even though we werenât in his home. Iâve gotten the same feelings from most of the people we have talked to, that they are acting as gracious hosts while in their country, particularly the 性ćŠç. We had a really fun time once we got started with the actual ă«ă©ăȘă± fun times! We were there for quite some time, and we all really enjoyed ourselves. I felt a little bad for Fumito because he was the newest member of our friend group. He had wanted to bring some friends, but it was too last minute for them to join. I tried to include him in some songs and sang some emo classics with him, as did some of the other kiddos in the groups, and he did seem to have a really good time. He must have, at least, because he wanted to make plans with us again before we left for Hiroshima!
All in all, being the first full day of our excursions, I havenât really yet experienced culture shock, and Iâm very honored by the way that we have been received by the people in Fujisawa. Iâm really looking forward to our next day in Fujisawa and our subsequent days in the rest of Honshu!!
Day Two complete đŻđ”
#journals#japan#fujisawa#tama university#karaoke#later post#yeeeeee#what an exciting time#day two#pictures to come!
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