#and how much momo-chan sees

[rozaceous]

idk that it fits anywhere within my existing tcba fics, really, since it's not an extra or an au? but here, have my original ending to tcba's wave arc before i decided that i actually take serious injury seriously

The bridge is in its last stages of construction and Mariko has convinced Kakashi that she's well enough to at least watch the bridge be finished. She is, too, because the headaches are all but gone and the tinnitus had stopped four days previous, but also she'd been going stir-crazy in the house, especially since she'd had trouble focusing on her embroidery long enough for it to function properly as a distraction and Tsunami had refused to let her help with the housework.

But she's perched on one of the bridge’s support beams with a warm, if humid, wind in her face, and Kakashi's stitches--just as neat as hers, but he'd used the last of her blue embroidery thread because she was out of her surgical thread, and she isn't sure she's forgiven him for it because blue is one of the only colors she can see properly--itch a little and the area will probably scar. But it doesn't hurt much any longer and the muscles underneath have mostly healed and there aren't any signs of infection. In fact, she should be able to remove the stitches later tonight.

So she's feeling pretty good, all things considered.

Zabuza and Haku show up mid-morning, the former conferring with Kakashi and the latter offering a small wave to her in her high-up resting place. Mariko wastes no time in sliding down the nearest column with a controlled glide of chakra coating her hands and feet. Sasuke and Naruto also take a pause in helping the construction crew to come over from their position further down the bridge.

"I'm not so sure you should be moving," is her greeting to him.

Haku just smiles. "Shouhei-sensei cleared me for travel so long as I don't exert myself, Mariko-san. And how are your own injuries?"

"Yeah, I'm good," she says dismissively, right hand already glowing green. "And no offense to Shouhei-sensei, but he doesn't have jutsu to back him."

Haku lets her fish her hand through the front of his kimono top and lay it over his shirt, one eyebrow up and seeming dreadfully amused. "I don't need to worry about my intestines, do I? I promise I'm type O, and Shouhei-sensei cleared me of any blood borne illnesses."

Mariko falters and has the horrible sensation of heat creeping into her cheeks.

Naruto and Sasuke choose this prime moment to arrive, with Mariko blushing and with her hand in a smirking Haku's shirt. Naruto comes up short, and Sasuke narrows his eyes.

"I thought you'd passed out by that point," Mariko says, forcefully returning her attention to Haku's neatly bandaged side.

"Oh, not quite yet," Haku says pleasantly. "It was such a graphic threat, I would've been afraid to fail to hear the end of it."

"Threat?" Zabuza pipes up, because apparently he and Kakashi are finished talking and the universe hates her.

"Mariko-chan," Kakashi says warningly. "What did I say about iryouninjutsu before we got you checked out at the hospital?"

"It's just a diagnostic," she retorts. But she drops the jutsu anyways and retrieves her hand. She takes a half-step back because she'd definitely invaded Haku's personal space and, wow, it's a warm day. She clears her throat. "Well, your ribs are fragile as all hell, and I don't know if your nerves will ever fully regenerate there. It's not too far from the spine, so there's at least a chance you won't have a permanent numb spot. But you really need to see a proper medic soon to check out your heart and kidney and to bolster all the work I did reconstructing your ribs and muscle. No jutsu, no jumping, no throwing, nothing faster than a leisurely walk, don't lift anything heavier than a spoonful of soup, and drink plenty of water but not all at once. Your kidney's this close to giving up, you still might go into cardiac arrest, and I didn't spend all that chakra just for you to die because you thought you were well enough to move with more speed and agility than a geriatric sloth."

Haku smiles at her again. "Thank you for the advice, Mariko-san. And for your assistance that day. I owe you in more ways than one."

Faster than he can blink, she has a hand and a scowl pinning him in place. "I know you weren't just about to try to bow, Haku-san."

Haku's eyes go a little wide.

To her right, Naruto snickers.

"It wasn't advice," she says, retracting her hand from his shoulder. "They were medic's orders. And you don't owe me anything. Just paying you back for those herbs you gave to Naruto for me."

"I didn't realize I charged such a high rate of interest."

"Good thing I never plan to let you loan me money, then."

He laughs and covers his mouth with a hand demurely. Haku moves on to thank Naruto as well, but all Mariko really registers is the flaming hellscape which is her face and the intensely judgmental look Sasuke is giving her.

"Shut up," she tells him.

He scoffs.

Zabuza's voice, when it comes, is a low rumble.

"I owe you one, little girl."

Mariko looks back at him, a little startled, but then her eyes narrow. "You owe me two, Momo-chan," she replies firmly, because an inability to haggle is something that would cause her parents actual disappointment. "And my name's Shiko Mariko, not 'little girl.' Get it right."

It's generally held wisdom amongst shinobi not to share your family name if it isn't the sort of thing to help you, but Mariko has a powerful feeling that this isn't the last she'll see of Zabuza or Haku, and if one of the Seven Swordsmen of the Mist owes her, he'd better know who he's owing.

Zabuza hasn't re-bandaged his face--probably because he needs those bandages everywhere else--so she sees the razor points of his teeth when he grins at her.

"Two, huh?"

"Two," she confirms.

He doesn't challenge her count which means he's just as aware as she is that if she were any less skilled at iryouninjutsu and had died from his blow during their initial meeting, not only would Haku be dead because she wouldn't have been there to save him, but Zabuza himself would be dead because Kakashi would have made sure of it. And that was assuming that Naruto wouldn't have freaked out, lost his handle on the Kyuubi, and done it himself.

But Zabuza didn't need to worry about that last part.

His grin widens. "Am I not pretty enough to get a bye?"

Mariko sniffs, cheeks that had cooled coloring again. "I don't know what you're talking about. I am both just and merciful."

"Whatever you say, Shiko Mariko."

"Glad you're catching on."

[hunieday]

Momo - 16PRODUCERS Rabbit Chat

Please note that I am not a professional translator and I'm only doing this to share the side materials to those who cannot access them, if you notice any mistakes please let me know nicely. Enjoy!

Yuki: Thanks for your hard work

Yuki: Anyone here?

Okazaki Rinto: You’re early, Yuki-kun!? I’m here!

Yuki: Okarin, you’re online. Yuki here

Okazaki Rinto: Yeah, I know. There’s still time before the interview though...

Yuki: That’s true, but today’s an important interview day and I finished composing, so I thought I’d camp here early.

Okazaki Rinto: How wonderful. Momo-kun will be thrilled when he reads this!

Yuki: Yeah, who’s the star of the show today after all? Are you at the recording booth with him?

Okazaki Rinto: Actually, the recording ran longer than scheduled so Momo-kun should be back to the dressing room right around the interview time!

Yuki: Is that so. So it’s just the two of us for now.

Yuki: So what should we talk about until he’s back. Shall we have a competition to list what we find the cutest about Momo?

Okazaki Rinto: There’s no way I’m winning that. Let’s talk about what we like about you instead!

Yuki: Are you doing a bit

Okazaki Rinto: Momo-kun himself actually suggested it. He said "There’s a chance I’m gonna be late, you two can just talk about how super handsome Yuki is!"

Yuki: We thought the same thing.

Okazaki Rinto: I’ll start with my opinion! You used to say you weren’t good with people, but now you’re so approachable it’s amazing!

Yuki: Thanks. Do I have to say something too?

Yuki: I can write music

Okazaki Rinto: Next! I also think you’re an incredible actor. I feel so proud seeing you soar even beyond the idol world!

Yuki: Thank you. More new rivals keep popping up, so I can’t slack off anymore.

Yuki: Now’s my turn

Yuki: Now I’m out

Okazaki Rinto: That’s it!?

Yuki: That’s it

Momo: You barely scratched the surface!?!?!?

Yuki: Here comes Momo

Momo: Here comes Momo-chan!! Sorry for making you two wait 🥺🥺 I couldn’t stop smiling reading all the rabbichat notifications 🥰

Momo: But really, just three or four points don’t even compare in the sea of Yuki’s charm!?!?!?!? Like, his beauty mark is beyond handsome, the way he looks at me with such intensity makes me fall in love all over again. He’s so beautiful from the tip of his fingers to every strand of his hair?!?!?!?

Momo: And the way he calls me his “precious partner” is just too handsome…!!!

Yuki: You type really fast, Momo.

Momo: Lightning fast!!!!!

Yuki: I appreciate you saying all that, but today is all about you, Momo.

Momo: That’s trueee~

Momo: You’re gonna share,,,, what feelings you poured into producing my project right,,,,,,,,

Momo: aaaaaaaaaghhh can my heart even handle this ‼ Yuki, Okarin, please take it easy on me ‼

Yuki: I’ll be gentle.

Okazaki Rinto: Let’s get started! As requested, we’re aiming for a casual, relaxed vibe for this interview, as if you’re not even working. So we decided to do it over rabbichat!

Okazaki Rinto: First off, Momo-kun! Please tell us how you felt when you found out Yuki-kun’s gonna produce your song!

Momo: Hmm...he usually composes for Re:vale as a whole, but he did it just for me this time. To think that he created not just the song but also the lyrics, costumes, and the whole concept...I feel so lucky it’s almost too much to believe.

Momo: The person I’ve admired for so long brings me so much happiness now. I want to take that a hundred, a thousand times and deliver it back to all my fans.

Momo: Wait a sec is this real? I’m not dreaming, right?

Okazaki Rinto: Don’t pinch your cheeks so hard, Momo-kun!

Yuki: It’s real, Momo.

Momo: It is...

Momo: This is so special to me that it always felt like a dream! I mean, just singing with Yuki already makes me so happy, but I didn’t know there was even a possibility to ascend to another level of happiness.

Yuki: I’m just as grateful for the opportunity to focus on a project entirely for you, Momo.

Momo: Yukiiiiii~

Momo: Wait a sec, how come my darling is the most handsome guy in the world !?!? 😭😭😭

Yuki: I know. So what did you think when you heard the song?

Momo: It was so cool... I thought it’d be more cutesy

Momo: But it was completely different! And it has this super stylish dance number, I could picture us dancing together the moment I listened to the airy melody.

Momo: Even though we sing in a high pitch, the deep bass was so powerful, I love it soooooooo much…

Yuki: I’m happy

Yuki: I wanted to capture all your different sides

Okazaki Rinto: Interesting…! I’d love to hear more about your creative process!

Yuki: You could say it’s about Momo’s “switches”, in a way. A switch for when he’s singing, when he’s performing.

Yuki: A switch for when he’s pressing close to my side, thinking about lyrics to write. Working earnestly and wholeheartedly.

Yuki: They’re all different switches within Momo. It all shifts. The gap between them all is intriguing.

Momo: My “switches” huh... So that’s how you see me. 

Momo: You’re right though, I do change depending on the person or situation without even realizing. The gap between the melody and the high pitch reflect that.

Momo: And the electronic sounds are supposed to represent little switches, right? That’s just like you, it’s fascinating!!!!

Yuki: Thank you. It was challenging since I wasn’t allowed to compose the entire thing myself, but it was worth it.

Momo: And the lyrics moved me deeply. I could feel your message of wanting to face the future together, and to keep singing for an eternity and beyond.

Yuki: That’s right. This song is for you, who pulled me forward and shone your light upon me that day.

Momo: That’s because

Momo: Yuki’s music gave me the push I needed back then

Momo: So that’s why I

Yuki: Momo. You always say you’re thankful to me but

Yuki: "Beneath the countless stars, I can reach anywhere as long as I’m with you." Being with you lets me sing anywhere, Momo.

Yuki: Just like that day we sang together on the sandy beach of a deserted island, the place where you and I sing, the place where Re:vale is, will always be the best stage ever. (1)

Okazaki Rinto: Momo-kun’s crying.

Yuki: Don’t shed tears when I can’t be with you to wipe them.

Momo: Wh

Momo: Whoa stop stop stop stop hold up wasn’t that way too smooth?!?! That line was so hot my tears stopped on their own!?

Yuki: Hello, it’s me, the handsome Yuki.

Momo: Kyaaaa!! Please look my wayyy!! 🤩✨

Yuki: Yep. I’m looking straight at my phone.

Momo: lolololol thanks! I totally feel your eyes on me 🤩✨

Okazaki Rinto: Alright, I’m sorry but let’s get back on track. I’d love to hear about the concept behind your outfits and promo shoots!

Momo: I’m so excited to hear about it! I was hyped the moment I walked into the room for the photoshoot! It looked exactly like a gaming room 🎮

Yuki: The song doesn’t fit an outdoor setting. I felt like even indoors would still be too bright, so I went for a moody, neon-lit setup the moment I found out something like that existed.

Yuki: It was perfect for Momo since he loves gaming, but the gentle neon light reflecting in the dark felt especially very Momo-like to me

Momo: I’m so happy!!!! I really do love those kinds of lights toooo~~ I see how it is, hehe~~~~

Okazaki Rinto: Yuki-kun, your idea of what “feels Momo-like” is always very diverse.

Yuki: Is it? I think it’s normal

Momo: And don’t forget the outfits, I loved them so much >u< Yuki doesn’t usually wear clothes in that style so I snapped a ton of photos of him!

Yuki: I thought we might as well embrace the Momo vibe for this shoot too. We even took tons of pictures together.

Momo: Yup! We were dressed like Player 1 and Player 2! 🪄

Yuki: It's been fun trying a style I don’t normally wear

Momo: You looked amazing!! 😍 💚 Why don’t you start wearing clothes like that more often?!

Yuki: Then how about we try some different combinations next time? (2) 

Momo: Huh?! W-w-ww-w-ww-we don’t have to go that far!!!!!!!!!???

Yuki: Why not? Matching outfits always have a wide variety

Momo: Huh!!!!!!!!!! Okarin !!!!!!!! What do I do !!!!!!!! Work is one thing, but a private setting is totally different?!?!?!?!?!

Okazaki Rinto: I find it funny that you’re typing what you’re muttering in real life, LOL.

Yuki: How nice. I wanna be there too

Momo: You have work after this right? so Momo-chan will wait for you to finish!!

Yuki: Yeah. Thank you

Okazaki Rinto: The request was to make this a more relaxed conversation, but you might be a bit too relaxed right now, or maybe you’re just acting like you always are….

Yuki: Is that a problem? It’s fine, right, Momo?

Momo: Right, Yuki! 🫶

Okazaki Rinto: That’s right! It’s totally fine! And finally, please share a message for the fans!

Yuki: This new direction may surprise some fans, but from where I stand, Momo is strong, gentle, and full of warmth. Just like a sunrise that blends the dark and light, he’s a mix of many wonderful qualities.

Yuki: That’s why the song plays tricks with a variety of rhythms, melodies and singing tones. They reflect Momo’s ever-changing expressions. I hope you enjoy “Get in the Groove.”

Momo: I always spend every day thinking about how happy I am ever since Yuki and I became Re:vale. Sometimes so much so that I wish time could stop.

Momo: But you know, listening to “Get in the Groove” made me feel even happier! I know this project was born all thanks to our fans’ unwavering support. Thank you so much!!! I feel like the happiest person alive right now!

Momo: And that’s why I want everyone who supports us to feel as happy as I do, always and forever! I hope that you never get your feelings hurt! And if sadness ever comes your way, I hope our songs will be able to heal you!

Momo: Re:vale will always be a warm light, shining on everyone like the sun that rises each morning. Now and forever, with Yuki by my side!

Momo: That’s all I got!

Okazaki Rinto: Thank you both! This was Re:vale in full force!

Momo: Yup! I feel Yuki’s love overflowing more than usual 🥹❤

Yuki: Really? I’m not really good with words

Momo: Well no, you’ve gotten dangerously much better at that recently!!??!!!

Okazaki Rinto: It’s hard to believe you once had to practice saying stuff like this.

Yuki: Yeah, that sure did happen.

Yuki: Momo, promise me you’ll keep smiling by my side now and forever

Momo: Yeah. I promise!!

For those who are confused, the sandy beach of a deserted island refers to a specific plot point in part 5 of the main story.

I. am frankly not entirely sure how to interpret this. Because judging by Momo’s reaction I believe Yuki was Most Definitely Not insinuating an actual change of color combinations but. A Different Kind of “combinations”. 

[athynathens]

this burning sensation

“This type of love has inflicted you pain so many times yet why you still looking for love?”

PAIRING. Bakugo Katsuki x You/Reader

ALTERNATIVE UNIVERSE. This takes place in the Boku No Hero Academia universe. No quirks have been stated here. This is purely a oneshot about Bakugo being a firefighter.

SYNOPSIS. Bakugo Katsuki is a firefighter who captured the hearts of many with his burning gaze. He does not sugarcoat his playboy demeanor, choosing to play around girls like a boy playing with matchsticks. He is quite skilled in maintaining the fire he needs. However, meeting you triggered his own fire to grow hotter and stronger. For the first time in his life, he does not know how to handle this very burning sensation.

WARNINGS. Minors dni, kinda angsty such as bakugo being a redflag and a dick (but a happy ending)

AUTHOR’S NOTES. Hiiii im back from university frl. Srry for not updatingggg!! Balancing my med life with this was rlly not possible so i had to wait for break. I’ll try my best to update as much as a i can before my second sem starts!! Thank you for your patience!!

TAGS. @professionalreblogger @ch3rryjampi3 @yaygerist @dragonscribble. Comment down if you wish to be tagged!

FIREFIGHTERS aid to those who have been in a fire accident. That was their primary purpose. However, you do not recall that their other objective was placing a burning sensation on your cheeks. Those rugged and buffy men be flexing them muscles while saving shit.

Before saving lives, they should learn how to save hearts, for real.

These desireable feelings began with Bakugo Katsuki. This man became the reason of the burning sensation on your cheeks.

You met this man in a rather unexpected way.

Uraraka, a friend from one of your part time jobs, had a get together with her highschool friends on an Ocean Park. It’s quite funny since one of your part time jobs is in this park. However, she’s clueless whether or not you’re working today.

— But it turns out you are.

“A mermaid show?” Kaminari reads. “Wait! There are mermaids here?!?”

Uraraka giggles and nods, “Yep!! One of my friends works as a mermaid who swims inside the tanks with the fishes!! Although, I am not sure if she’s on duty right now…that woman has other jobs after all!!”

“Does she swim with sharks?” Kaminari had to ask, but ended up getting hit in the head by Jiro.

“I heard she does!! She was trained after all!!” Uraraka replied.

“Damn, mama. Ya for real?” Sero asked, placing both hands on his pockets as he watched fishes swam from the glass.

The brunette nods her head again. “Yep!! I watched her once!! You know, she even had to dye her hair white-ish silver for this role since the color reflects better when she’s in water!!”

“Aye? Ya heard that Bakugo? A mermaid! Here in this Ocean Park! Can you believe that?” Kirishima called out his friend from a far.

Bakugo Katsuki walked towards them with his hands on his pockets. His compression shirt hugged his pecs and small waist perfectly, emphasizing his veiny arms as he flexed them. The scars and bruises on his arms added to his intimidatingly hot demeanor.

Bakugo scoffed, “I ‘ont get the damn hype. It’s a damn human with tails — a fake fucking tail.”

Kirishima chuckled, placing his buffed arm around his shoulder. He joked how uptight his friend can be. Kaminari and Sero joined in this joke. It ended up a loud explosion of anger from the blond.

“Ochako-chan,” Asui spoke with her index finger near her mouth. “Where should we go next before Bakugo attracts more people with his shouting?”

Uraraka looked behind Asui to only see the boys crowding one another, laughing and joking about boy stuff. Then, the girls looked to their side to see a bunch of girls giggling and smiling at the boys.

Momo sighed, “Tsuyu-chan, I don’t think it’s Bakugo’s shouting is what’s attracting them…”

“Yep. It’s their damn good looks that’s attracting those girls. Is this what it means to be a firefighter?” Jiro jokes, taking a bite of a fry from Momo’s hand.

“Boi. Can’t blame them! Have you seen my man?” Mina creates love simp eyes on her boyfriend, Kirishima. She stared at his huge biceps and thick thighs.

“Ew! Stop undressing your boyfriend in front of us!” Uraraka retorts, creating fake gagging noises.

“Shut yo ass up! I know you are drooling over your broccoli over there!” Mina teases, gesturing at a certain green-haired who is calming down an intense-looking Bakugo at the moment.

She flinched, a sudden redness arose from her cheeks and stuttered, “Shut u—”

She stopped talking when Uraraka heard the glass behind her tapping. The brunette looked behind to see you smiling at her. You had your mermaid outfit on, it was complete with sea shells and pearls.

Uraraka’s eyes brightened in excitement and screamed your name, gaining the attention of her highschool friends. The brunette jumped and waved upon seeing your figure in the water.

“Guys! This is the friend I told you about!!” Uraraka introduced happily.

You looked over to see side to see a lot of people. You heard of Uraraka’s high school friends, she loved talking about them during breaks. You never anticipated that you’ll meet them right here and right now while you’re in water. Most of them were smiling and waving at you. Therefore, you returned their kind gesture with gratitude.

Bakugo Katsuki thought you look ethereal. He thought he saw a goddess in the waters of chlorine. The way your hair is spread out in the water, the way your tail compliments the silver hair you have, the way the light reflects beautifully on your hair, the way your skin looks so exquisite like ambrosia.

His eyes travelled up to your face, analyzing it like a math problem. The smile plastered on your face made his stomach feel things, which was a weird feeling for him.

He had a history of flings here and there, but never did he had this tingling feeling on his stomach.

“Gettin’ attracted to this beautiful woman, I see?” Sero teases, siding his eyes to see his composure.

“Mind your own damn business,” He retorted, clicking his tongue.

Sero only grinned, loving this new side of his friend. It’s legit not like everyday someone as proud and cocky like Bakugo to get infatuated by a girl in fake tails.

Uraraka did charades with her body, trying to ask your time out. You placed 10 fingers out, illustrating that you’ll be done at 10am then you’re free. Today’s not hectic for her actually. This mermaid show is the only job she has for the day.

The brunette clapped her hands while jumping, and she pointed at the area where the jelly fishes are, indicating that they’ll be exploring that place first. You gave her a thumbs up then breathe out, causing bubbles to form and created a heart.

She giggled, waving you a goodbye as you swam to the opposite side to greet other guests through the glass.

“Damn, Uraraka! You’ve got a hot friend! If I wasn’t dating Eijiro, sure as hell will I date her!” Mina giggled, causing Kirishima to pout at her comment. The pink-haired noticed and console her beloved with kisses and hugs, causing Bakugo to roll his eyes at this lovestruck moment.

The group walked across the jellyfish section, admiring each sea creature. The couples in the group were laughing and holding each other while pointing at the jellyfishes. The only single ones are Iida, Sero and Bakugo. This trio stuck together, being third wheels with the couples.

At first, Bakugo wanted to leave, but after seeing such an ethereal creature before his eyes; that gave him a reason to stay.

“So,” Sero began talking. “You and Miss Mermaid, aye?”

The blond rolled his eyes, “What about her?”

Iida karate-chop his arm towards Bakugo, pointing at him completely. “We saw how you looked at her!! There’s nothing wrong with being attracted to someone of the opposite sex! You should ask her out!”

“I don’t do relationships, and yall know that shit,” Bakugo scoffed, pushing Iida’s hand away.

Sero leaned forward a bit to punch his chest and said, “That’s what that red hunk said too,” He gestured at Kirishima, who has his buffy arms around Mina’s shoulders. “Yet, he’s such a simp for Mina right now.”

The blond was about to mention something till he heard such an alluring voice coming from behind. He snapped his head back to see you running towards them with a smile. His stomach dropped, seeing you in such a big jacket that emphasized your small frame. Your legs were bare in front of him, and he doesn’t even notice you have shorts thanks to the length of this jacket.

“Goodness! Your hair is still wet!!” Uraraka ran towards you with concern.

“Nah! That’s fine!!” You replied, reassuring her that this is fine.

The brunette grabbed your wrists, bringing you closer to the group. She introduced her boyfriend first, Midoriya Izuku. Then, she introduced her girl friends, who excitedly commented about how pretty you looked in the water. Lastly are the boys. She introduced these tall and intimidating-looking men to you.

You were a bit scared since their height can make your neck hurt — or maybe you were just really tiny…

Uraraka then brought you to the last person in the group. You looked up to see sharp eyes staring down at you. Your body flinched a bit with his gaze. As the brunette was introducing you to this blond, you had to fondle your fingers together while looking at the ground.

“Name’s Bakugo Katsuki,” He suddenly spoke, beating Uraraka to his introduction.

You bowed slightly, acknowledging his presence while keeping your head down. He isn’t exactly a new person to you. Him and his friends are pretty famous in the neighborhood.

Uraraka stared at you then at him then at you again. The latter got the picture so she giggled teasingly, catching your attention.

“What?” You asked, curious to why she’s suddenly laughing.

“Nothing,” She shook her head while giggling.

You were about to speak when she wrapped her arms around your arm, tugging you closer to her. You had a feeling she’s trying to change the subject, but she just keeps giggling and pulling you around.

You managed to look behind to only see the boys swarming around Bakugo, giving him a high-five and such. Your heart fluttered when his mouth turned into a sexy grin, such cockiness would usually turn you off, but with him? It makes your cheeks have that burning sensation.

His eyes suddenly snapped towards you. Holy shit. He caught you staring. You immediately snapped your head forward, trying to walk faster and away from him.

As the day goes by, the group toured around the Ocean Park. Some even got to tryout the scuba diving section in this park while others got to pet penguins and such. They did all the fun things presented by the park.

It was all fun and games to those people, but to you? It was a tiring experience.

The reason? Well, it’s simple really…it’s Bakugo frickin’ Katsuki.

Everywhere you go, his eyes follows. You can see his red orbs just staring at you through the glass while you watch fishes swim around. You would also side glance to see him gazing at you again.

As the sun begins to disappear from the sky, the group had to separate their ways. However, the funny thing is that Uraraka was supposed to bring you home, but she excused herself quite quickly and asked Bakugo to bring you home. This seemed way planned since she giggled loudly, almost as if she’s teasing me with something that not yet happened.

D-Did she just leave me with this hottie? You sweat, seeing her figure getting smaller and smaller from the distance.

“U-Um…you don’t have to bring me home…I can just take the train…” You stuttered, still not looking at him due to shyness.

He finally spoke. “You have a habit of not looking at people or sumthing, Shrimpy?”

You gulped, “U-Um…sorry…i-it’s just..umm…” How the fuck do you say that the reason why you can’t look at him is cause he’s too fucking hot for you. His presence alone is already making you shy.

Bakugo chuckled, “Got it, Shrimpy. C’mon my ride’s just here.”

He began walking while twirling his keys with his index finger and his other hand on his pocket. You followed him till he reached his car. As soon as he unlocked his car, he opened the door for you. This small action made your heart flutter once more.

His large frame suddenly leaned forward to put your seatbelt on. Your heart dropped, seeing how close he is to your own body.

As he retracted from your body, his fingers traced your thighs. You flinched, not knowing if he’s doing this on purpose or by accident. Your throat released a big gulp, subconsciously crossing your legs and holding the strap of belt.

When he entered the car, he began driving to the destination. Holy fucking fuck. He’s driving with one hand while the other’s in the hand gear shift. You fondled with the strap again as you gazed upon his hand on the wheel. Each time he turns, you watched the veins on his hands just popped out.

“Nice digs…” You complimented his car, trying to strike a conversation to get rid of this awkward fucking silence. And well to be honest, you just want to hear his sexy voice.

He grinned, switching the position of his hands on the wheels. “You sure know how to fucking compliment a man.” His reply made you blush once more, reddening your cheeks more.

“So where ‘m taking ya, Shrimpy?”

“U-Umm…to XXX-XXX…please.”

His eyebrow arched, remembering that area recently got into a fire accident. He was a part of that mission, and he vaguely recalled that experience. It was pretty hectic and dangerous, the most dangerous he has ever experienced. He even thought he was gonna die while saving the citizens inside.

“You ought to be careful there. I recently rescued people from a fire accident around your area, ya hear me?”

Your head snapped towards him, he finally caught your attention. “Rescue..? You’re a firefighter, right?”

He scoffed playfully, “What gave that shit away?”

“I actually saw you once in action! The building was literally collapsing yet you managed to carried out 5 people on your back!!” You replied with such amazement, recalling how brave and heroic he looked when he exited the building.

Now this piqued his interest. “Ho? You saw me once, huh?”

You can only nod excitingly. You rambled — well more on praised his heroic performance since you only saw that type of shit in TV. Experiencing an event like that in real life just makes the experience a whole lot better. Your respect for firefighters just deepened since it must be very hard walking onto those flames to save people.

“How do you do it?” You had to ask, curious with his lifestyle as a firefighter. He only stayed silent, not sure what you were implying.

“Like…how do you just walk into fire to save them? It takes a lot of mental strength to do that, you know? And is your job just running inside the burning house? Are there other jobs? Are you required to learn stuff from the medical field? What happens if—” You stopped talking when he laughed loudly.

You tilted your head in confusion, trying to recall if you said anything funny. “What’s so funny?”

He shook his head, trying to catch his breath. “Nothing! The conversation I usually have with girls are about getting my phone number and sex. But you?” He looked at you for a brief moment then back at the road. “You asked about my job?”

“Not everything’s about sex!” You retorted. “Besides, I was just really curious about it, you know? It still really amazes me how you managed to save people in a collapsing building…”

Batump…

Bakugo stared at the road blankly, not expecting this type of conversation with a girl. It was no lie when he mentioned that girls are only after his number and sex. This was the first time someone asked him about…well…him.

The blond knew he’s self-worth. He knows that he can attract ladies with his charms and looks. All he had to do is glance to their direction as he flex his muscles, and the girls come to him.

You tilted your head when he chuckled, perplexed with what he’s laughing on. You were about to ask till he began explaining the basics and strategies. He elucidated everything so well, that it felt like a lecture at this point. This alone indicates how he loves his job.

You smiled at his rambling, and you continued asking questions. He answered them quickly, trying to contain his excitement which ended up as a fail to be honest.

This went on till he finally drove you home.

Bakugo parked his car, veering the gear shift to its parking mode. You removed your seatbelt and fixed the strap of your bag on your shoulders. You were about to open the door when he did it for you.

As soon as the door opened, your heart skipped a beat from this gesture.

“Ya comin’ or what?” He rasped, placing his palm in front of you.

You nodded, colliding your fingers with his fingers first. Then, you slowly guided your fingers to his palm. The blond reacted by slowly closing his hand while you reacted the same way.

You giggled a bit, “Didn’t depict you to be a gentleman.”

He scoffed, closing the door and lock his car. “Was that supposed to be an insult, dumbass?”

“Take it how you want it…”

He arched his brow, holding your hand a bit tighter. The goosebumps traveled up your body, not expecting the sudden aggression from him.

Holy ravioli cheesecake macaroni….The burning sensation is back on your cheeks. It’s only know you realized how rough and calloused his hands are. Moreover, they were warm which made you feel cozy. And goodness, his hands were fucking big. You can’t even almost see your hands anymore, just the tip of your fingers.

“U-Um…thanks for bringing me home, Bakugo-kun…” You broke the silence.

“No problem.”

You slowly loosen the grip on his hand, indicating that you need to leave. He got the idea and slowly loosened his grip as well. You were a bit — no, you were really sad that the warmth on your hand is gone.

“Uhh. Hey,” He suddenly spoke, placing one hand on his hips while the other is scratching the back of his neck.

“I ‘ont usually ask this type of shit, but wanna grab coffee with me or something?” He asked, looking away from your eyes with a mild blush.

You giggled. “What time and when?”

“Uhhh…tomorrow? After our shift?”

Your eyes went wide, not expecting to be that quick. You intentionally let out a huge smile, “That eager to see me?”

Bakugo flinched, getting irritated since he isn’t used to be teased on. “If you ain’t free then we can fucking just—” He stoped exploding when he heard you laughing.

Batump…

There it goes again.

Batump…

It’s the same beat and sound he heard while in the car.

Batump…

And suddenly, the world around him moved slowly. Background was blurry, but you were emphasized on his eyes. He clicked his tongue in annoyance, not understanding this new feeling. However, it’s a feeling he would want to feel again with only you.

“I would love to have coffee with you!!” You stopped laughing, wiping a happy tear from your eye.

Fucking shit. His heart skipped a damn beat again.

Many months has passed since your first meeting with Bakugo. Your cheeks still burn as ever when you see him while his heart beats faster and faster when he sees you.

The blond knew what the damn feeling was — love.

It took him months of declining, denying and refusing his feelings for you. He wanted to slap and choke his past self for waiting that damn long to be truthful with his feelings. As he mentioned, he doesn’t commit to a relationship because it’s tiring and time consuming. Hence why it was hard for him to conclude his end game with you.

Months ago, the blond had to consult with about Kirishima Eijiro, a former playboy, about his feelings. The redhead happily guided and counseled him about his concerns and worries. Though it was a painful moment for Kirishima since Bakugo kept denying it even further.

Mina was so close into smacking her blond friend for being so stupid, but Kirishima held his girlfriend back. He kinda wish he did not though….

Soon, it became too much to bear so Kirishima asked help from the rest of his friends to hopefully smack talk Bakugo through this.

“You’re complicated, you know that right?” Kirishima groaned loudly, putting on his firefighter suit.

Bakugo clicked his tongue in irritation, placing some equipment needed ok his suit. Iida shook his head in disapproval, “When will you finally come true with your feelings, Bakugo-kun?”

“I AM TRUE WITH MY FEELINGS!” He retorted, slamming his locker loudly.

“Really now? Denying your feelings for [Name] is your true feelings?” Kaminari sighed, removing his jacket and placing it inside his locker.

“I ain’t denying shit!”

Sero shook his head in disapproval. “C’mon, dude! I’ve seen the way you look at her. You have those twinkle twinkle stars on your eyes!”

“I fucking do not!”

“Hm. Leading [Name] on, Taking advantage of [Name], Cursing at [Name] out of no where, Does not apologize at first, Tries to win her back by apologizing, Plays around with girls, and cycle repeats,” Todoroki spoke, holding his chin with his slender fingers.

“….I believe that’s called a—” He continued speaking.

“—Red flag.” He snapped his fingers while looking at Bakugo.

Bakugo’s vein popped out on his forehead. “I AIN’T NO RED FLAG, ICYHOT!”

Todoroki tilted his head in confusion. “But according to this generation slang, you fit into the red flag category more rather than the green flag category.”

“You wanna fucking die, Half ‘n Half?”

Midoriya sweats, going in between an enraged Bakugo and a genuinely confused Todoroki. “Now! Now! Now! No need to get violent, Kacchan. I think what Todoroki-kun means is that you not being true with your feelings also breaks [Name]’s heart.”

The green-haired continued, “It’s obvious that [Name] likes you too yet you keep pushing her away with your mood swings. First, you were kind and gentle with her and next, you were cussing at her while making out with another girl. It’s a surprise that [Name] even stuck with you for so long. Kacchan, if you continue acting like this, you won’t even realize that she’s gone…”

“He’s right, bro…” Kirishima agreed. “Listen. Before Mina and I started dating, I didn’t realize that I love her so much till she stopped chasing after me. I’ve spent months having breakdowns and regrets when I didn’t choose to follow my heart to be with her. Don’t you remember what you told me during those months?”

Kirishima placed his finger tip on his chest. “Stop delaying shit. Just ask her out so I won’t have to worry for your dumbass.” The latter repeated the words Bakugo told him before.

Bakugo’s eyes only quivered, gulping down his throat as his fist clenched while thinking of you out of his reach.

A sweat dripped from Sero’s forehead so he sighed, “Alright then. Since you don’t like [Name], can I have her?”

The blond’s eyes went wild, grabbing Sero’s collar and pining him against the locker. “You wanna fucking die, Tape Face?”

Sero chuckled since he expected this reaction from him. “Seems like you found your answer, ain’t that right dumbass?”

He slowly loosen his grip on his collar, realizing his actual feelings with you. He fucking likes you. He began thinking why he keeps denying it — was it really his ego and pride to not date? If that’s the damn answer, he wanted to blast himself for being so stupid.

However, it was frustrating that it took a jealousy moment for him to realize. What’s even more annoying is that it was the one of his friends that riled him up.

“Yer fuckin’ annoying, damn it…” Bakugo cussed, glaring at Sero who’s grinning.

“To clear shit out, I ain’t after your girl. She’s yours. And it’s thanks to me your dumbass knows what you’re actually feeling.”

The blond rolled his eyes, “Shut up…”

Kirishima smiled, almost tearing up like a proud parent since his dumbass of a friend finally accept his feelings. He lunged at Bakugo, wrapping an arm on his shoulders with a smile. He laughed and ruffled through his hair, praising him which eventually made Bakugo annoyed.

Suddenly, the emergency alarm made a loud sound.

This signals that there has been a fire accident near by. It was their cue to roll out and get the job done. All of them got what they need from their lockers before slamming them shut. As they ran to their truck, Midoriya called for his friends.

“Guys…this fire emergency is actually happening in [Name]’s workplace….” He showed his messages of Uraraka spamming him to get his ass there and distinguish the fire.

Bakugo’s world stopped.

His pupils shrunk in fear, he can feel his body paling up as cold sweat dripped from his body. His body shivered slowly, feeling his gaze getting blurry. He clenched his fists as he practically sprinted to the truck.

His friends followed behind, jumping into their truck. Kaminari, their driver, stepped into the gas as the gate of their department opened. The rest began readying their equipment needed.

While doing so, Bakugo’s paranoia kept increasing. The negative thoughts of you in the fire is making him lose his mind. He even began thinking that he might not make it. An unfamiliar wetness began to form on his eyes, he was unsure what it is, but it was not a pleasant feeling.

As soon as they arrive, number of people were in the sidelines. The policemen were blocking their way, guarding the citizens while aiding the people who managed to get away from the fire.

Bakugo’s stomach dropped when he sees you not outside. He immediately saw Uraraka, crying and shivering with burns on her skin. The blond ran towards her and screamed, “ROUNDFACE! WHERE’S [NAME]!?!”

Uraraka faced him with lifeless eyes and pointed at burning flower shop.

He did not hesitate. He ran inside even with his crew mates yelling and trying to stop him. The blond ran through the blazing fire, rummaging through the debris. He sank deeper into the fire, the ashes covering his sight a bit. However, he soon saw a body lying down on the floor with wood crushing its body.

His eyes lit up in hope so he ran to that body. He began removing the heavy wood crushing the body. Soon, he cried in relief when he saw it was you.

Bakugo bent down, carrying your upper body against this thigh. His fingers removed the hair on your face, analyzing for injuries and others. When he confirmed you’re still breathing, he wanted to cry out of happiness. He lifted you up bridal style, carrying you out with caution.

Uraraka collapsed on the floor in relief when she saw you in Bakugo’s arms. The blond immediately brought you to their medic. He immediately removed his helmet to look at you properly. The latter held your cheeks with caution, shaking you a bit to wake up.

“HEY! Wake up! Oi! Wake up!” He yelled, still holding your cheeks.

“Bakugo! Move back!” Iida screamed, slamming the first aid down, and he moved closer to examine your condition.

The blond moved back, his eyes getting blurry again as that water sensation is back on his eyes. His hands found its way on his hair, gripping them like there’s no tomorrow. He watched as more people surround you, trying to stabilize your breathing and checking your pulse.

Kacchan, if you continue acting like this, you won’t even realize that she’s gone…

Bakugo can’t lose you. He just finally came true with his feelings. The blond began to shiver while a cold sweat surrounded his body. Everything was already a blur even sounds, it was only your body that was emphasized on his eyes.

Stop delaying shit. Just ask her out so I won’t have to worry for your dumbass.

Once again, he wanted to fucking blast himself for being so damn stupid. It took him months to realize that shit. Bakugo began regretting every pain he inflicted on you — the times when he got mad at you randomly, the times when he would degrade her in front of his flings, and the times when his mood swings got the best of him.

Tears dropped from his eyes, praying to God that he won’t take you. His tears didn’t stop when he saw no movement from you. With his blur gaze, he watched his friends run towards him in concern. They shook him, trying to snap him back to reality.

Soon, everything literally turned into a blur.

The rush to the hospital, the doctors inserting a needle inside you, the nurses checking your regulation was all a blur. Bakugo just went with the flow — wherever you went, he was there.

It’s been a whole day since the fire incident. You were sleeping on the hospital bed with IV fluid flowing inside your veins. The blond stayed by your side till the end, his knees popping up and down aggressively while his face is buried on his hands.

He prayed every second that you would wake up. He begged whatever God was up there to hear his prayers right now. He pleaded for a miracle to happen.

“B-Bakugo…?”

His head snapped forward to see your eyes open. His own eyes shone in joy, practically jumping from his seat. The blond tripped a bit, colliding his knee on the floor but didn’t seemed to care. He immediately tended to you first, holding your hand then your cheek.

“H-How are you..?” He asked, caressing your cheeks.

“I-I should be asking that…did you even sleep?” You chuckled, trying a bit harder to open your eyes more.

“I’m fine, don’t worry. Are you okay? Do you need anything?”

“Just thirsty…is there any water? Being in that fire got me so damn parched…” You joked, trying to lift his sad and mood. However in all honesty, it’s freaking you out a bit to see how sad and miserable he looks.

It’s not a bad thing or anything, but you were so used to see Bakugo so prideful and cocky. Seeing him in this state was a legit new thing for you.

With a lot of care and caution, he lifted your head a bit while bringing a glass of water near your mouth. A satisfied gulp engulfed you when you feel the wet sensation relieving your parched throat. You expressed your gratitude with the blond as he slowly placed your head down in the pillow.

“How bad was it?” You had to ask.

“Burnt to the ground. The Department even discussed that people living in that area should stay with someone else first. They decided that they should scout the area to investigate the cause. That fire accident was the 4th time this week.”

“I-Is that so?” You stuttered and uttered again. “Can you pass my phone? I’ll ask Uraraka if I can stay with her…”

Bakugo crossed his arms. “Um. About that…you’ll be staying with me…”

“I-Is that alright? I don’t want to intrude, especially if you’re bringing girls over…”

His eye twitched, cursing at you for being too kind. Not to mention, he finally became true with his feelings so the thought of other girls touching him became an unpleasant idea.

“It’s fine, you’re no—never a hinderance…I’ll consult with the nurse with your discharge…” He sighed, walking to the door to exit the room.

“W-Wait! At least tell me the price of the—” You didn’t finish your sentence since he closed the door already.

When he closed the door, Bakugo noticed Todoroki leaning on the opposite side of the door. His arms were crossed to his chest while his one foot is up in the wall, propping his knee out.

“You lied about the Department declaring that the people living in the area should stay with someone else…” He pointed out, grinning a bit to tease him.

The blond clicked his tongue, jaw clenched in annoyance as he looked away with a deep blush. “Shut the fuck up, Icy Hot…”

Afterwards, Bakugo finalized your bills and papers. The blond paid for everything already which annoyed you a bit. You were grateful that he took care of everything, but a heads up would be fucking nice. Throughout the day, he helped you with legit everything — from getting up from the bed to walking to his apartment.

As soon he settled you down on the sofa. He grabbed the remote to his smart TV, allowing you to pick any movie you want to watch. You shyly got the remote from his hand, but while getting it, his fingers traced your hand. With a gulp, you immediately retracted your hand from his.

He notified that he will be making dinner so he made his way to the kitchen. You can hear the sounds of knives across the kitchen. You can even smell the food he was making. It smelled really good which was no surprise since Bakugo was a good cook.

Later, he prepared the food on a plate and gave it to you on the sofa. You expressed your gratitude and began eating.

Bakugo took care of you for 3 days, attending to your needs. You didn’t ask for much though, you mostly sat on the sofa while watching movies. The blond did not let you do a single thing, he used your discharge from the hospital as an excuse.

“Bakugo, I’m feeling a lot better now…I think I should at least do something…” You said, feeling guilty that you are basically not doing anything.

“Not happening. You’re still—Stop using that as an excuse. I’m pretty sure I know when my own body is feeling fine. I missed work for 3 days since then! When will the Departement allow me to go back to my home?” You just had to ask.

“I lied about the Department…” He bluntly exclaimed, wanting to clarify that a long time ago.

Your eyes went wide. “W-What?”

“I-I lied about it because I became d-desperate…”

You took a deep breath, holding onto your sanity. “Desperate about what?” You questioned, trying to understand why he kinda kidnapped you for his own benefit.

“To be with you…”

You arched your brow. “To be with me?” You raised your voice a bit, crossing your arms to your chest.

“Y-Yes..fuck, I ain’t good with this, but I-I like you so I lied and some shit…” He confessed, looking down to the floor with a definite blush.

I like you. Those are the words you desired to hear. It’s no shock that you became the victims of love of Bakugo. The man has this charisma that you can’t avoid so you fell for him too. However, loving him was also your downfall.

The amount of times he has hurt you is never ending. All the sorries, the hope, the love became too much for you at some point. But, you were so lovesick for him so you forgave his sorry ass no matter what. You don’t care, you’ll do it over and over, even if he’s not a prince in your list.

This type of love has inflicted you pain so many times yet why you still looking for love?

“Bakugo, I get that you did this because you like me. I like you too, but…” You paused when you saw the light on his eyes.

“…I-I’m not sure if I want to be with you…”

His eyes widen as his shoulders tensed up in fear. He was about to speak, but you spoke first, “I like you, I really do, but I can never forget all the times you’ve hurt me. But, what really hurts me is when you kissed that girl in the party, what’s worse is when she degraded me, you did not do anything. How can I stay with a guy who wouldn’t put down his pride? How can you ensure that you’ll make me happy..”

Bakugo snapped, grabbing your forearms tightly and yelled, “I can make you happy!”

You chuckled, and a tear dropped from your eye. “Really? Because you’ve given me a lot of sad memories rather than happy ones.”

His face paled up, realizing the amount of times he has hurt you due to his ego. All those memories are finally getting back to him, it all flashed through him like the wind.

“I-I…” He stuttered, loosening his grip on your forearms. His hand slowly traveled down to your hands. He slightly touches your fingers, his head looking down in remorse.

“I’m sorry…” Those two words were short, but it held a greater context behind it. You can feel the sincerity with his words, it felt like every pain he has given you vanished. You shut your eyes for a moment, trying to decide an answer to his apology.

Should you listen to your brain and say that it’s over? It’s clearly a huge sign that he is a red flag in many aspects.

Or should you listen to your heart and give him another chance? It’s already a huge risk that you’re even speaking with him. Will he be worth it? Can attitudes and personality change?

You opened your eyes, already done deciding. So you spoke, “Bakugo.”

His breath hitched, holding your fingers tighter.

“It’s stupid, but I’ll give you another chance. However, you must work for it. I do like you, but I want to see effort first. I’m quite traditional so forgive me for asking such, but I need to see if you truly like me or this is just a fling of yours,” You confessed which gave him a spark of hope.

He smiled, his fingers holding your entire hands and bringing it up to your chest. “I’ll take it!!” He yelled enthusiastically.

You arched your brow, a chuckle left your mouth. “Just to let you know, I won’t make it easy for you. I’ll show you my flaws, my bratty attitude, and my own red flags. Let’s see how you’ll handle that, just like how I handled yours. Now, don’t look so relief just because you know I like you.”

He looked surprised for a moment, but his expression turned into an excited look. “That’s fucking fine. Ya can be as mean as you want to be, but ‘m fucking winning ya back.”

You scoffed playfully, “Please. I’m sure you won’t even last a damn day with my attitude.”

Bakugo grinned, his eyes burned with sensation, “Game fuckin’ on.”

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ possible continuation? or leave it as an open-ending for all?

[fanfiction4sooya]

Mornings with you (G!P Momo x F!Reader)

Nothing much, just some sweet love making with Ms. Hirai.

Hope you enjoy! 💖💖💖

tw: g!p momo, nipple sucking, porn without plot, smut, slight somnophilia, cockwarming, unprotected sex

Your wife got home from her job as a firefighter in the middle of the night. As always, you heard her get on the shower very faintly, kind of in the back of your mind and continued with your eyes closed, drifting off once again as she took a few minutes on her little nightly routine.

You opened your eyes as you felt the bed dip and Momo get on it, immediately opening your arms for her to snuggle close, her body naked and a bit cold from the shower.

"Hi, baby" she pecked your lips and you happily smiled with your eyes closed.

"Hi momo-chan" She placed her hand on your belly as always, massaging in circles because she knew you literally loved belly rubs. "You smell so good..." You breathed out, trying to keep yourself awake.

"So do you, sweetheart" She whispered as you lightly played with her short hair, both of you falling asleep tangled on each other's arms.

-🌸

You woke up before your alarm went off, as the sun started to shine between the morning fog; your eyes slowly opening to see that beautiful sight beside you. Her hair messy from bed tossed to the side on her pillow as her face pressed against it, her muscled back on display for your eyes to bask on all it's glory as the bed sheets hid the rest of her body just enough to get you on edge.

You sighed, starting to feel aroused.

You loved te way she was strong, stronger than you and all of the other women you went to bed with before meeting her. That strength was arousing, such as her day to day gentleness with you. Such contrast made you fall in love even more as you felt safety on her strength, never any negative emotion.

You lightly grazed one finger on her back, contorting those beautiful muscles; you got closer to her body, snuggling and placing one leg over her butt, kissing her shoulder. She loved making love in the morning, right before you went to work.

Kissing the skin of her neck, you felt her stir a bit, her hand instinctively looking for you, wanting to pull you in closer.

"Mommy, I need you" You whispered, your nails lightly scratching her left shoulder as her face was still to the other side. "Help me, please" You kept whispering, now closer to her ear. You felt her waking up.

"I'm tired this morning, baby" She sleepily said and you smiled.

"Just turn around and let me do the rest" You whispered, kissing the back of her neck. You knew that would make her cock hard and you didn't mind doing whatever it took for that to happen. "You don't even have to open your eyes, please" You said getting on her back, lightly pressing your cunt on her ass.

She laughed a bit, groaning when she slowly turned her body towards you, her cock semi hard on your bare pussy. Sleeping naked was something both of you loved, watching each other's bodies move so freely was arousing for both.

"I won't do anything then" she smiled, closing her eyes once again and you pecked her lips, then kissed her neck, smiling against her skin.

You looked at her boobs, so full and beautiful and whimpered. You loved to suck on them, make her cum just by the touch of your tongue on her nipples.

"Have I ever said how much I love your boobs?" You pressed your face between them, making her lightly giggle with her eyes closed.

"I'm sleeping" She simply said.

You smiled, taking one of her nipples between your lips and lightly sucking; her right hand immediately went to your hair, her breath hitched. You felt her cock hardening under your body, slowly dry humping it. Well, not actually dry humping since your pussy was really, really wet.

"Fuck, you feel so good" You told her still squeezing her hard cock between your body and hers, creating a mess of pre cum and your wetness and spreading it on her hard abs.

Sucking a bit harder you felt her tense under you, both her hands going to your hips as they moved, your clit deliciously grazing over the tip of her hard member. You peeked a bit, looking down to it and it was painfully red already, glistening with your juices.

"Baby" She moaned, bucking her hips. "Inside baby, please" She whined and you smiled against her nipple, switching from one to another as your fingers lightly pinched the one you had just finished sucking.

It was entrancing how that woman who could literally lift twice your body weight would become this whiny mess whenever you simply decided to suck on her breasts, delicately asking you to put her dick inside.

"I thought you were asleep" You mumbled, guiding her leaking tip to your entrance, clenching when you felt how warm her cock was.

"I'm wide awake baby, please" You peeked up to see her mouth slightly open and her face puffy from a good night of sleep and god, you loved her so much.

Slowly sinking, you bit her nipple when your hips went flush against each other's, pulsing hard as your heart beat quickened inside your chest.

"Just like that..." She breathed out, holding your head against her breasts and smooching your face on them. Planting her feet on the bed, she started to fuck you as she bounced you on her lap, not really moving a lot, only bucking slightly into your wet pussy just like she knew you loved.

You started shaking violently, all that pent up sexual energy being released in less than two minutes of her shallowly thrusting her hips into you. You didn't let go of her breasts, lazily sucking as your hips continued moving back and forth.

"Ye-yes baby, I'm gonna cum" Momo cried out, spilling her seed into you, pulling your face for the sweetest kiss.

She held you by the waist, wanting to fuck her cum into you so you would feel it deep and warm in your womb.

"Good morning Momo-chan" You playfully said as she kissed the tip of your nose after a while.

"Good morning, sweetheart" You laid on her chest, still cockwarming her big length when your alarm finally went off.

[imthepunchlord]

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At times, Okarun has felt that his life has just gone bizarre.

Well, it truly has. 

Getting cursed by a yokai.

Getting confirmation about aliens. 

Discovering a super powerful girl who loves him just as much as he adores her?

It's wild.

But despite it all, one thing that has remained to be strange to him was Miss Ayase swooning every time she heard his name. And it was swooning not for him, but another man. An actor she adores, and Okarun doesn't quite know how to deal with it. 

There’s some odd glee to the effect his name can have on her, and then there’s the jealousy that it’s not him. 

A part of him wonders if she would one day swoon for him— 

His thoughts were lost as her fingers weaved through his hair, pulling at the strands and tickling his scalp. 

Okarun relaxed back, leaning into her touch and settling himself on her, her stomach acting as his pillow. Normally he'd be too flustered and self conscious to do so, but how can he help himself when her touch feels so good , and she smells delightful , and is so warm …

Miss Ayase shifted and shuffled, uttering nonsense with her mouth full of food, throwing a fist with her free hand about as she got into the movie. There was some sort of action sequence happening, but Okarun couldn’t bring himself to watch, just caught up in being surrounded by her and how comfy he was. 

And when her nails lightly scratched at his scalp, a hum rumbled out of him. Gosh, he was about ready to just fall asleep.

Until there was a prickle on his skin, unpleasant enough to jar him out of his comfort. His eyes snapped open, blazing red and alert. His nose twitched like he could smell the disturbance past Momo, which he couldn’t, being so close, everything about her was too strong. 

But he could feel it . 

And there was a rumble of ire for the audacity of its appearance. 

Quiet and fluidly, he withdrew from Momo, startling her. 

“Huh, what’s up, Okarun?” Momo asked, reaching for him as if she wanted to pull him back. 

As tempted as he was, and as much as he wanted to sink back down into her, the prickle on his skin was stronger, and the agitation running through his veins felt like a fire that called to go. Not turning to her to show off his eyes, he said as evenly as he could, “I just need to use the bathroom real quick, Momo-chan.” 

Caught up in these sensations, it didn’t click for Okarun that he wasn’t transformed yet, and had used her name as he was. 

He missed Momo’s gawk after him. 

No, he was more caught up in what was outside, lingering around the torii gate. He fully shifted then, his anger manifesting at the arrogant sight. He leapt forth, landing on top of the torii gate, startling the yokai below by the intense bloodlust coming from above. 

A six tailed fox looked up at him with sharp yellow eyes. 

“The hells are you?” the kitsune questioned, backing away slightly, not liking the haunting shine of the big round glasses locked on him, a head a big mass of flaming shadows. 

“The hells you doing here?” Okarun echoed back, his maw opening up with an angry hiss. 

The wary kitsune took a step back, a little unnerved. “There’s a delightful smell of peach around here, I wanted it.” Just the thought had the kitsune lick his lips. “Is that your peach? Think you can share? I’ll just take a little bite…” 

Okarun’s answer was to dive down, biting into one of the long, streaming tails. The kitsune shrieked in pain and an alarm, racing away, now five tails. The lost tail wiggled and squirmed in Okarun’s maw before it went limp. Spitting it out, Okarun raced after the fox, the hunt was on. 

Caught up in said hunt, he didn’t realize Momo had followed him outside, seeing him chase after a kitsune. 

“Okarun!” she cried out, but her call fell on deaf ears. She was about to go race after them when Turbo Granny grumbled behind her. 

“If he’s going to have some silly territory dispute, he can have the decency to kill that kitsune quietly !” 

Momo turned, seeing her grandmother come join her outside, Turbo Granny on her shoulder. 

“Territory dispute?” Momo asked. 

“Yokai like to claim territory,” Seiko revealed, “often it’s a place where what's important to them resides.” Seiko grimaced. “I wondered if he was going to try and make this his turf.” 

“Egotistical of him,” Turbo Granny spat, “clearly this is my turf as I’m the bigshot around here, and I actually live here!” 

“Okarun literally has all of your power right now,” Momo pointed out. 

“Shut up!” 

Seiko sighed. “I’ll put some wards up to discourage yokai visits. Last thing I want is to tempt Okarun to haunt our home trying to scare off yokai.”

“...He wouldn’t do that, would he?” Momo asked. 

“Of course he would!” Turbo Granny proclaimed. “He’s not a human right now, he’s a yokai. He’s been spilling his own ki around here, yucking it up, making him sensitive to what comes and goes!” 

Seiko confirmed, “If enough yokai come by, then yes, he will want to stay here all the time.” 

Well, that didn’t sound that bad to Momo. Technically Okarun would be one of their better housemates. And she wouldn’t mind spending more time with him… 

Seiko saw that thought process start to roll. 

“Absolutely not,” Seiko shot down. “That’s going to feed into the yokai nature, make him less human, and make it harder to turn him back. We need to put a stop to this now.”

Momo winced. Yeah, that wouldn’t be good. 

Sharply, Seiko yelled, “Four Eyes! You better not be dragging some dead kitsune’s tails into my home!” 

Momo looked, seeing Okarun pause near the torii gate, indeed having a few tails in his maw. He quickly dropped them at Seiko’s shout. 

Momo squinted at Okarun, confused on why he was bringing bits of yokai back. 

Turbo Granny scoffed. “He wanted to present his prize to you.” 

…Yeah, Momo didn’t need that. 

Okarun lumbered in, his red eyes gliding over all of them before settling on Momo. 

Only for Seiko’s sharp clearing of the throat to draw his gaze to her. “I’m going to start putting in a curfew for you, Four Eyes.” 

“What?!” Momo cried out in protest. 

“Bummer,” Okarun drawled, slouching in defeat. 

“I don’t need two teenagers spending most of the night together!” Seiko declared. 

“We’re just watching a movie together, you hag!” Momo snapped. 

“I saw you cuddling!” 

“We’re dating!” 

“Exactly my point! It can escalate!” 

“And this isn’t your territory to defend!” Turbo Granny shouted, not caring for the squabble between grandmother and granddaughter. 

“It kinda is my turf though, yo,” Okarun insisted, a dangerous edge in his voice as he settled a glare on Turbo Granny. 

“You don’t even live here, you brat!” 

“Well I was here before you,” Okarun replied. “I have a better claim here than you do.” 

Turbo Granny launched at Okarun, ready to claw at his face. As an agitated yokai, Okarun for once was ready to literally bite back. Seeing that he was about to bite Turbo Granny and uncertain if she’d be able to take it, Momo quickly grabbed them both and separated them. 

Okarun immediately went limp as Momo held him by the back of his shirt. 

Turbo Granny thrashed and spat in Momo’s hold. 

“Curfew starts tonight!” Seiko declared with firm authority. 

“But our movie!” Momo protested. 

“You can finish it without him! And you! You get yourself home, Four Eyes.” 

“Man,” Okarun sighed. 

“Hahaha!” Turbo Granny cackled, “Getting kicked out of your own territory, Brat? Told ya it was mine!” 

Okarun growled back at her, much to her smug glee. 

“Turbo Granny! This isn’t your turf either,” Seiko snapped, making a point to bring her bat down on the front porch, drawing both yokai eyes to her. “This is mine.” 

Neither yokai could deny that. Both, rather nervously, agreed to Seiko’s official claim. 

[queenendless]

🍂🍁💝Thankful (Adult!SatoSugu x Adult!Fem!Reader ft Various JJK)💝🍁🍂

A/n: Spontaneous short fiction.

Sequel to Spooky Lovin'.

Happy Thanksgiving to those who celebrate. To those who don't, well do whatever makes you happy.

Lots of characters/pairings, pure cavity esque fluff, with a twist!

All credit for JJK goes to Gege ... despite what happens canon wise.

*Please don't plagiarize, translate, or repost my FANFIC work. Like, reblog and follow instead, thank you.

The enriching enthusiasm boomed out throughout your private abode.

You watched in beaming amusement through the open archway at the packed company.

Yuji laughed at what Megumi had to say which made the other smile; both close together on one end of the couch.

Nobara gushed over showing Maki upcoming winter attire releasing on her phone, to which the latter was intrigued, both also bundled closely on the other end of the couch.

Kento and Yu leaning against the wall, drinking apple cider as the latter rambled enthusiastically on their latest endeavor, while Ino popped in, praising a blushing Nanami on his caliber as his sorcerer icon.

Aoi clapping and weeping all up in the big TV showing Takada-chan's live performance in the themed parade happening down South.

Panda and Toge jumping in the leaf piles, a beaming Yuta swinging a giggling Rika around through the whisking leaves. Kamo sipped tea on the front patio as he watched the sunset.

Down the way, a car crossed by, with Shiu at the wheel and Toji eyeing the house with sharp ambivalence. Part of him missing his kids but accepting long ago that this is where they truly belong, nodding for Shiu to drive off.

A tipsy Shoko cuddling up with a blushing smiling Utahime in the hot tub on one end and Mei lounging and sipping on cider on the other end with Ui holding her bagged gear and waiting on her outside the tub, on standby, cause he's just that devoted.

Mai and Momo taking selfies together in the backyard garden before teasing a flustered Kasumi after Kokichi gifted her a flower in her hair.

Yuki and Choso; also in the backyard, napped together on the bench under the tallest looming tree, cozy smiles on their faces.

Kusakabe excused himself just to sneak into the bathroom to try out the jacuzzi.

Nanako and Mimiko braided Tsumiki's hair as they sat at the katsudon, smack dabbed in the center of their spacious living room.

Junpei blushing from Tsumiki noticing him gazing at her, smiling widely in return, to which a flushed Junpei jumped from Megumi's stern-faced warning to which his sister complained for him not to scare him so much and a nervously laughing Yuji consoled his horror buddy by hugging him and patting his back, simultaneously trying to calm down his boyfriend going all overprotective brother mode.

Masamichi made some festive themed cursed corpse dolls that were taking up space on the other couch.

Kiyotaka fumbled with his drink as Akari's beaming smile had him and Arata covering their flushed faces from how pure she looked.

Riko and Misato assist Suguru in the kitchen as they prepare the food.

Suguru, knowing you were still unwell, insisted you take it easy and let them handle the feast.

You had been feeling unwell the past few days.

You called in sick today when you felt something change.

You had to see for yourself.

And when you did, you felt inspired to message everyone you know for an impromptu get together at your place. The word spread via group chats, texts, and calls.

Watching everyone enjoying themselves at your impromptu get together heightened your spirits.

Just not for the festive touch.

But to be surrounded by all their beaming warm faces when —

Satoru warped right before barging through the front door with dramatic flair, exciting a few, scaring some, and annoying the rest.

“Honey, I'm home~!” Dropping the bag of pies on the counter, Satoru smooched Suguru fully on the lips.

The moment he noticed you practically glowing, the Six Eyes told him all that there is and will soon be, straight down to the first traces.

In that moment, everyone inside and outside felt the shifts in the cursed force as Gojo warped right before you, startling you out of your hidden viewing spot, his arms wrapping around your figure to catch you. You imagined his eyes trained on the right spot.

“You … you're …”

You couldn't suppress your smile. “I found out this morning. But I didn't know how to tell you both. I had a feeling your Six Eyes would show you the truth – AAH~!” Your yelp as he lifted you up in the air reverberated throughout the house, grabbing everyone's attention.

“Gojo-sensei?!” His students exclaimed in a jumbled mess.

“Satoru! Be careful – !” Suguru's concerns were cut short when he watched as you tugged down that blindfold just to see Satoru's awestruck eyes with your own.

Tears made his eyes sparkling that much beautifully, sniffling softly, beaming with that lovestruck smile as he lowered you down to embrace you, swinging side to side gently, laughing as he smooched your face with so many kisses.

“Y/n … thank you.”

As he sets you down; keeping you wrapped up in one arm, his other arm waving you two's partner over before intertwining their hands together to pull him in quickly. “Suguru~ We've got the hottest scoop of the year!”

Pressing himself right by your side, Suguru leaned down as you got up on your tiptoes to whisper your secret right in his ear. His stunned face was all you could read as he replayed your words in his mind, but he wanted to be certain. “Are you sure?”

Satoru's closed eyed smile and thumbs up added to the buildup. “These eyes don't lie!”

Burning wetness swelled up in those beautiful almond eyes as Suguru kissed you lovingly, smiling at you in the same smitten manner. “Best news ever.”

“Everyone!” Satoru hollered as his arms became yours and Suguru's thrones, lifting you both up, as he floated for literal joy. “We're having a baby!”

“And yes, it's all true!” You exclaimed boldly, knowing the people would take your word more easily than Satoru's.

First stunned silence. Which immediately erupted into cheers and applause of congratulations.

The twins, Tsumiki and Megumi were the first to get up and hurry on over to embrace you, shedding tears of joy.

Yuji and Haibara high-fiving Satoru who was over the moon.

Nanami shook hands to congratulate Suguru, warning him to make sure Satoru took extra caution with taking care of you and your little bundle before embracing you himself. You personally wanted to deem him as the godfather, just a side note.

As those from out front and out back swarmed in as the announcement shot straight through the roof from the loud groundbreaking importance.

After all the girls in the house fussed over you with hugs, advice and offers to help you through this new adventure, your husbands were in the same boat with almost everyone.

Except Kusakabe who was stuck in the bathroom for a while since the hallway was filled with the rest of your guests.

After embracing and congratulating you themselves, Riko and Kuroi announced the feast was ready.

Exchanging kisses with both your loves, you gave a toast.

Toasting to the new addition to your growing unique family.

Now that is cause to celebrate.

[quirkwizard]

What Christmas gift would each student ask for?

Izuku: A PS Vita. Look, I know the joke was obvious, but I couldn't resist the opportunity.

Bakugo: A new drum set. Now he he can practice more often, much to everyone else's dismay.

Uraraka: New clothes. It was that or a cruise, but she knew she was getting that this year.

Iida: Ingenium brand shoes. Discontinued after his brother's retirement and he grew out of his old ones.

Momo: Matryoshka doll with her friends in it. Something sweet that she can't just buy or make.

Denki: A new game console. Ended up frying his last one trying to see if he could use himself to charge it.

Kirishima: High durability trainings clothes. Can't keeping shredding if he's shredding his clothes.

Tokoyami: An overly large, anime sword with LEDs install. The perfect tool to punish Dark Shadow.

Sero: Spider Man costume. Sorry, "unnamed arachnid hero from New York City." costume.

Jiro: Soundproofing. She says it's for when she makes music, but it's just to block out everyone else in the dorm.

Koda: A rabbit buddy for Yuwai-chan. Unfortunately, it was a female rabbit, resulting in twenty rabbits.

Ojiro: A new marital arts gi. That's right, even his gifts are bland and uninteresting.

Shoji: Some posters. People said his room was "bland and lifeless" too many times.

Ashido: An acid proof rug. Which she can then cut with her dance moves.

Mineta: Stilts. Just so he could know what it feels like to be tall and he heard girls like tall guys.

Sato: Hero Feast Volume II. A rare cookbook made by Lunch Rush during his "experimental" phase.

Shoto: A self help book. This one's on how to talk to people, make friends, and not sound like a dork.

Hagakure: A make up kit. She wanted something to make her nonexistent features pop.

Tsuyu: A giant frog themed onesie. Just so she can stay awake enough to enjoy the holiday.

Aoyama: An imported cape from France. Now with fifty percent more sparkles with which to dazzle others.

[katnisspeetaprim]

Bully Part.1

Bang Chan/Reader, Platonic!Felix/Reader

Summary: You loved your life and career, but the new stylist at JYP brings up some memories you would rather forget.

Warnings: angst, bullying, panic attacks, crying, arguments, flinching during argument.

Word Count: 2481 M.list

Your life was pretty much perfect at this moment in time, at least according to yourself. You had your own house and car, even landed your dream job which you had spent years studying and apprenticing for.

The day you became one of the head stylists at JYP, was one of the best days of your life, having worked you way up from lowly intern. You mainly worked with the Twice girls these days, but you originally started out with Stray Kids, which is how you met Chan.

The two of you immediately hit it off, quickly realising that there was something more than friendship going on. The two of you dated secretly for quite a while, but as soon as the dating ban was removed from their contracts, you both went straight to JYP, thinking it would be better to be truthful in the long run.

The older man looked at the two of you like a disappointed father looking down at his children, who had been caught doing something naughty. JYP was understandably upset that the two of you were dating but he wasn’t about to stop you, especially since you’ve already proved you can work without distraction.

Romance between idols and the staff wasn’t banned after all, just strongly discouraged.

It was after going public with the relationship did you think it would be better to move to one of the other groups style teams, this way you could both avoid unsavoury rumours  floating around, but also prove that you could still maintain a professional relationship whilst at work. This is how you came to be a head stylist for Twice.

Your departure from the Stray Kids team had left your position open, and tis is what lead to your current predicament......

It had been a few weeks since your move, so you and Chan would usually be waiting a little while for the other to finish for the day, since your rode home together. Today though, you had been waiting for nearly an hour for him in the parking lot. Annoyed by his lateness, you shot off a text to him. Within moments, you got a reply.

You groaned in annoyance. You had no problem with him going out, but a heads up would have been nice. In all honesty, you’d been so busy recently, you’d forgotten that they’d already hired your replacement. At least you were the one to drive that morning so you weren’t stranded.

Just as you were about to start the car, a knock on your window startled you. You looked over to see the smiling faces of Momo and Jeongyeon. You rolled down your window with a smile.

‘Y/N! We thought it was your car. You left over and hour ago, why are you still here?’

‘Oh, I was waiting for Chan, but I forgot that he had plans tonight.’ You explained sheepishly, feeling only a little embarrassed that you’d waited over an hour for a guy. Momo and Jeongyeon shared a look.

‘Well we were planning on getting food together. If you’re free, why don’t you join us?’

‘Why not?’ You found yourself smiling as you exited the car. This wouldn’t be the first time you’d hung out with the girls outside of work, so at least you knew you would still have a good night, with or without Chan.

It was late when you got home. Knowing you had to be up early the next morning, you wanted to get in bed asap.

When you opened the door, you were surprised to find all the lights off and the home eerily quiet. You were confused as you toed off your shoes. Chan wasn’t usually one to sleep early but just in case, you tip toed to the bedroom to check on him, only to find it empty.

You tried to stay calm, but worry began to wash through you. It wasn’t like Chan to stay out this late and not even send so much as a text. You pulled out your phone and hit the call button, your anxiety only sky rocketing when he didn’t answer. Finally, on the fourth call did he answer you.

‘Chan!’

‘Babe! We’re gonna be late! Don’t wait up!’ ‘click’ You stared at your phone in disbelief. There was loud music and shouting in the background so he was obviously out at some kind of club. Sigh. At least you knew he was safe...

When you awoke the next morning, you rolled over, only to collide with a fully clothed Chan. He was laid out on his back, on top of the sheets and still in his clothes from the night before.

Now Chan doesn’t drink so you knew he wasn’t hungover, but if he got in and just flopped down in bed, then it must have been late or early. Your alarm hadn’t gone off yet, so you quickly reached for it and turned off your 6am alarm, not wanting to wake him just yet.

‘You worried me last night.’ You whispered to yourself and gently stroked his hair, causing him to stir slightly. Not wanting to wake him, you pulled away and got up.

Just as you were getting on your shoes to leave, Chan wondered into the main room, rubbing the sleep from his tired eyes.

‘Hey, if you wanted a lift you should get dressed, we’ll be late otherwise.’ You were a little annoyed at his tardiness, but decided it could wait till later.

‘I don’t ned to be in till later. I might go sleep a while longer.’ He was almost falling asleep at the kitchen counter. Cute. You smiled and strolled over to him.

‘Did you have a good time last night?’ You stroked across his broad shoulders as he hunched over the table. ‘With the new stylist?’ He perked up at the mention of the new staff member.

‘Oh she’s great! If you’re free today at some point, you should come by and I’ll introduce you! I think you’ll get on great!’ You laughed at his enthusiasm, glad that JYP had hired friendly staff.

‘I’m glad! And I’ll definitely make time to come by, but now I really have to go.’ You leaned down and kissed him goodbye.  ‘I’ll see you later, love you!’

You’d had a particularly busy day, what with the new Twice comeback happening soon, you didn’t get to visit the Stray Kids studio till late in the day.

When you entered the room, the first person to notice you was Han.

‘Noona!’ He yelled, causing the other boys heads to shoot up.

‘Hi guys!’ They all ran up to you, hugging you in greeting. You didn’t get to see the guys that much these days, only getting updates from Chan, so this was a real treat to see them all again.

‘Alright boys, calm down.’ You giggled.

‘Y/N, I didn’t think you were going to show up.’ Chan pushed through the rowdy boys and hugged you.

‘I said I’d be here, didn’t I?’

‘Come on, I’ll introduce you.’

‘Oh are you here to meet Jia-noona?’ Hyunjin asked with a smile. A chorus of compliments for the woman came from all the boys as Chan lead you across the room.

‘Jia! Meet my girlfriend Y/N!’ When the woman stood and spun round, your breath hitched in your throat and you suddenly felt like you couldn’t breathe. Stood in front of you was Park Jia, the girl who had made your whole school life miserable. She had been the typical mean girl, while you were more of a hermit, preferring to keep yourself to yourself.  Naturally she saw you as easy target and basically tortured you daily.

‘Y/N, nice to meet you! Chan’s told me so much about you already!’  She reached out her perfectly manicured hand for you to shake. You couldn’t stop yourself from flinching when she reached out for you, casing Chan to look over to you, shocked by your actions. Your mouth was so dry you couldn’t speak. She didn’t recognise you. After the hell she put you through, how could she not recognise you!?

Now you definitely changed a lot since your school years, but did your life really mean so little to this woman that she’d forgotten you?

‘Y/N? You ok?’ Chan suddenly called out, gently stroking your back and bringing you back to reality. ‘You spaced out there.’

‘Um yeah uh-umm yeah sorry. I-I have to go.’ You stuttered, not knowing what to do but knowing that you couldn’t stay in that room any longer. You basically pushed your way out of the room, running down the hallway, all while trying to not have a panic attack.

Back in the room, everyone stood with confused faces.

‘Did I do something wrong?’ Jia asked Chan with a frown, his eyebrows furrowed.

‘No. No. Y/N can just be a little weird sometimes.’ Chan’s answer caused the other SKZ members to cast questioning looks to each other. They may not see you as much as they used to, but during your time with them you had all gotten pretty close. None of them had every seen you react to a situation quite like you had just done.

‘Are you sure she’s ok? She seemed upset..’ Felix asked, concerned for you.

‘I hope I didn’t do anything to upset her.’ Jia’s sickeningly sweet voice floated across the room.

‘Nah she’s just emotional, her period is probably coming. I’ll deal with it later.’ Felix frowned deeply at his leader. Why was Chan dismissing you like that when something had clearly upset you.

Whilst everyone was distracted by Jia, Felix silently slipped out of the room and went to find you.

He found you, sitting alone in a small office, quietly sobbing to yourself.

‘Y/N!’ He rushed over to you and put his arm around your shoulders. In an attempt to hide your tears, you wiped at your face to no avail.

‘Felix. Is everything ok?’ He looked at you quizzically.

‘I should be asking you that! You ran out of the room!’ You looked down in defeat, knowing you couldn’t keep this from your friend.

‘I couldn’t stay in there one second longer because of her.’ You said with shaky breath.

‘Yeah I gathered that.’ Felix let out a humourless chuckle. ‘But why though?’ He pressed you for an answer. You looked up to him with sad eyes, before taking a deep breath.

‘She bullied me in school.’ Felix’ face morphed into shock, but he let you continue speaking.

‘But it wasn’t normal bullying. She and her minions would do awful things to me, make me do things... And I thought I was free when I left for college.’ You started sobbing again as you explained, unable to hold back the tears any longer. Felix swallowed a lump in his throat, but he had to ask.

‘What do you mean, not normal bullying? What did they make you do?’ You looked down and shook your head vigorously. You weren’t ready to talk and Felix wasn’t going to force you.

‘I don’t know what to do. Coming to work everyday knowing she’s here, and Chan seems to love her...’ Felix winced at your words. You weren’t wrong about that, the guy seemed smitten with her. He wasn’t even going to tell you how Chan spoke about you once you left the room.

‘He needs to know Y/N. We can tell him together and he’ll speak to the company. JYP will back you I know it.’ You licked your dry lips and nodded.

‘I’ll tell him at home. I just need to think about what to say.’ You sniffled.

‘You sure you don’t need me there with you?’ You nodded with a sniff. Felix nodded and pulled you into a tight hug.

‘I’m here if you need me.’ You were grateful to have such a caring friend like Felix.

‘You should get back.’ You nudged him away lightly. He sighed, not really wanting to leave you alone, but knowing you were right.

‘Ok, but remember what I said.’

Just as your day was ending, you spotted Chan walking towards you from down the hall. Your smile faltered a little when you noticed the expression on his face. He didn’t look happy.

‘Hey. You ready to go?’ You asked nervously as he all but bumped your shoulder as he passed.

‘I got a lift in so you need to drive.’ Is all he said to you, no ounce of warmth in his voice after the long day. You stared after him, mouth agape and not believing how he just brushed you off like that. When you caught up to him, he was already standing by your car and he was practically dripping with irritation.

‘Hurry up.’ He spat. Without a word, you unlocked the car and got in, followed by the slam of the door as he did the same.

‘What are you waiting for? He groaned when you just sat there.

‘Why are you treating me like this?’ You mumbled, eyes cast down.

‘Why do you think?’ Chan scoffed. You didn’t answer, but looked at him with sad eyes.

‘You fucking embarrassed me today Y/N! Acting like that with Jia? Unbelievable.’ He exploded on you, hitting the dashboard hard with his hand. You stared at him, shocked at his outburst.

‘Do you have nothing to say for yourself?’ You flinched away at his harsh words and honestly you were a little scared after he hit the dash. You knew Chan would never lay a finger on you in that way, but right now, this didn’t seem like the man you fell in love with...

‘I didn’t act like that for no reason...’ You trailed off, not really in the mood to talk anymore.

‘You know what? I’m gonna stay at the dorms tonight. I can’t be around you right now.’ And with that he was gone, once again slamming your poor car door.

‘Wait...’ You tried meekly, but it was too late. You broke down for the second time that day.

You remembered Felix’ words from earlier and not feeling good about being alone, you text him.

You breathed a sigh of relief when he agreed to meet you, but the relief was short lived when your phone pinged once again. It was Chan and your heart absolutely shattered when you saw his messages.

You locked your phone and threw in in the backseat. You knew you should have just ignored his messages and give him a chance to calm down, but you felt your blood boil when he defended her again.

The phone was vibrating continuously behind you. Probably Chan trying to call you to chastise you, but you couldn’t bring yourself to look.

Even after all these years, why was she still ruining your life...?

[honeyflower15]

HitsuHina Week Day 12: Birthday / Delinquent AU

Rating: K

Summary: Everyone assumes Hitsugaya is a delinquent based on how he looks. But not Hinamori. She sees the real him and helps make his birthday a good one.

“Bastard!”

Hitsugaya ducked as a punch was thrown his way. He swore people never learned. If you’re going to attack someone, don’t shout out your attack or yell at them. It defeats the purpose and only ends with you getting your ass kicked instead of your opponent. This was a lesson Hitsugaya had learned the hard way.

He grunted softly as he dodged the next attack and delivered a kick to his attacker’s chest. He had been surrounded by a group consisting of six boys. The day was only halfway over, and he had been trying to relax on the roof when these idiots decided to challenge him to a fight.

He’d been snoozing on the school roof. It didn’t matter that it was the end of December, and it had been threatening to snow all day. To him, this was the perfect weather, and he had wanted to enjoy some peace.

These fools somehow got wind of his favorite spot and surprised him. He managed to jump out of the way just as a bat nearly smashed open his skull. He had been thrown off slightly and ended with a punch to the face, but he’d been on guard since then. Two had already fallen to the ground and were knocked unconscious.

“Take this!” The one who tried attacking him before with the baseball bat had attempted another hit. Too bad for him; Hitsugaya was prepared for this. With a leg kick, he knocked the bat out of the other’s hand and managed to grab it himself.

Using his thumb to wipe the bit of blood that ran from his lip, he sneered at the group and pointed the bat in their direction. “Back off,”

His warning was enough to scare them off. They scattered, dragging the two unconscious as they fled the scene. “Cowards,” he scoffed, chucking the bat off to the side of the roof.

Sighing to himself, he sat down on the cold floor. To others, it would be too cold to sit on the icy concrete, but it felt good to him. It helped his body relax.

Running a hand through his now messy locks, he sighed again. This hadn’t been the first time he was attacked, and he doubted it would be the last. Since middle school, it seemed like the whole world was out to get him. Other kids avoided him, put off by his snow-white hair and cold teal eyes. He’s heard them whispering, saying how it felt like he had an icy presence. That seemed reason enough for others to avoid him and those who didn’t try to fight him.

It seems he’s got a nasty look on his face, to boot, so he’s been stuck with idiots picking fight him.

His appearance didn’t help much with the adults either. They seemed to avoid eye contact altogether with him. His teachers and classmates all assumed he was a delinquent based on his looks and the numerous fights he’d been in. He scoffs, already growing annoyed at this problem that never seems to disappear.

It’s not his fault that others just assumed things. He didn’t ask to be born with this hair color, nor the way his eyes look. Even if he tried to be friendly, everyone assumed he was bad news, so they avoided him like the plague.

“Shiro-chan!”

Well, not everyone.

Hinamori Momo is the only person in his life who isn’t afraid of him, besides his grandmother. They met when they were little kids. While their other classmates were too scared to approach him, she happily asked him to play with her. She was his best friend and the most important person in his life.

“I told you to stop calling me that, bed wetter.” He stuck his tongue out at her. That cursed nickname has been with him all the way back since kindergarten when she tried to pronounce his name, deemed it too difficult and gave him that nickname. Sometimes, he has nightmares that that’s what his tombstone will say.

Hinamori puffed out her cheeks, annoyed by his childish behavior. “That’s not nice, Shiro.” She was dressed in her winter coat and had a small blanket in her arms. Spreading out the light blue fabric, she sat beside him, her bento box between the two. “And don’t try and distract me. You got into another fight again.”

He rolled his eyes, “Not like I started it.” He grumbled, grabbing the plastic bag that hadn’t gotten destroyed in the fight. He had been waiting for her to join him on the roof when he decided to take a quick cat nap. He hadn’t been expecting the group of boys to try and jump him on their lunch hour.

He was startled when he felt her warm fingers brush against his bruised cheek. “I wish they’d stopped trying to hurt you,” a bandaid was carefully applied over the tiny cut. “If only they saw you the way I did.” She whispered, her words so soft he wondered if he dreamt them.

He gulped, his face growing hot at how close she was to him. He swore she could hear how fast his heart was beating. “It’s fine,” he gently pushed her hand away and took a big bite of the sandwich he bought. “It doesn’t bother me.” He grumbled between bites, washing it down with some milk.

Honestly, he didn’t care if others viewed him differently. So long as she was by his side, he didn’t need anybody else.

Frowning to herself, Hinamori picked at her lunch. She knew he didn’t like to have these talks, but she wished there was more that they could do. She’s tried talking to her classmates and even some teachers, but they all thought she was the crazy one for hanging out with him. They were judging Hitsugaya based on his appearance instead of trying to get to know him better. If only they could see he was super sweet, kind, and fun.

Although, now might not be the best example. She watched in awe as he devoured his sandwich, finishing one carton of milk before opening a fresh one. “I didn’t realize you’d like milk so much.” It seemed like she startled him by the way his shoulders tensed, and he looked intently at his beverage. “You know, if you drink too much, you’re going to give yourself a stomachache.”

“Shut up,” he huffed, gulping down more of the cool liquid. He wouldn’t say it out loud, but he hoped he might grow taller if he drank enough.

Part of his problem was that he was short. When others first see him, many often mistook him for an elementary school student. Hinamori was at least a foot taller than him, and many assumed they were siblings. He always corrected them when they said that. Hinamori was not his sister; she was his best friend.

He just wished she was more than that.

Casting a glance to his side, he watched her briefly. She was munching away at her lunch, a canister of hot chocolate now opened. She often complained about the cold on their morning commute but never said a word when they ate lunch outside. She would come bundled up and join him, seemingly so happy. He’s tried eating inside for her sake, but the others try to pick fights with him anytime, so eating on the roof was the safest. Or at least, it had been until those guys found him. They would have to move spots again. Maybe something more private and enclosed.

They could always try the equipment shed. He could clean it up for them to enjoy. It would keep the actual delinquents off his ass, and he could spend some alone time with Hinamori. Maybe if the mood is right she might start seeing him as a man.

Crushing the second empty milk carton, he tossed it in the plastic bag and sighed. That was the whole point of his meal. He was trying to gain the nutrients to grow taller. If he’s bigger, the others may leave him alone, and he’ll be better prepared to defend against them and protect Hinamori. Those bastards had tried more than once to get to him by using her. When they did that, he had no qualms about holding back. He swore to protect her, and that was not a promise he would never break.

Plus, if he was finally taller than her, she may start looking at him as a man and no longer that little kid who used to spit watermelon seeds at her.

“Ohh, that’s right!” Her sudden exclamation jolted him out of his thoughts. She rummaged through her bag and pulled out a small blue gift bag. “Happy Birthday, Hitsugaya-kun!”

And there it was. That wonderful and beautiful smile of hers. It was that smile that made him take her hand when she first offered it to him. That smile was what made him feel reassured when he got into his first fight because someone didn’t like how he looked. Her smile was the first thing he fell in love with.

“Thank you,” he smiled right back, happily accepting her gift.

“Open it!” She urged him, putting away her half-eaten lunch so she could focus on him.

Chuckling at her cute behavior, he opened the gift. She could give him a rock, and he would love it because he knew she spent hours trying to find something special for him. That process alone made him feel special.

Reaching inside, he pulled out a small white and blue charm. It was a bit different from the ones you buy at the shrine. For starters, this looked more handmade; the stitch work on the fabric wasn’t bad, but not that of a professional. The look was of an icy print with a dragon design.

“I hope you like it,” a nimble finger of hers came up to twirl a dark lock of hair. “I know it’s not the nicest looking, but I tried my best.” Her smile was gentle, and her brown eyes lighting up her face as she looked into his bewildered teal-colored eyes. “I made it to protect you and wished for you to have a peaceful and happy life!”

He had to turn his whole body away to cover up his reaction. The goofy smile he wore practically took up his whole face, but that couldn’t hide his rosy cheeks. The feelings he was hiding away always picked the worst time to surface.

“Stupid Hinamori,” he thought, bringing one knee up to rest his cheek so he could hide his face more. “Why do you have to be so cute!?” He groaned softly. He brought the charm up to his heart, willing it to calm down so he could properly look at the girl.

“Do you not like it?” Her words seemed uncertain, and it made his whole body tense up.

“No!” Spinning back around, he faced her. Hoping that the lovestruck look he had was not so obvious. “Thank you very much,” he spoke softly, carefully holding the precious item in his hand. He already knew he would never leave the house without it. “I love it.” He loved her.

He felt like Cupid had struck him with another arrow at the look of pure joy on her face. He didn’t think it was possible for him to fall more in love, but it seemed so.

“Shiro-chan, you need to make a wish.” It may seem silly, but he went along with it. Besides, today was his birthday, and if he wanted to be silly today, he could.

Bringing the charm to hover over his heart, he made a silent wish. “I wish to grow stronger to protect Hinamori.”

Others may find it strange that he used his wish for her sake, but her happiness was his happiness. He never wanted her to be without that smile. He supposed he could’ve wished for her to return his feelings, but that’s not how he wanted it to happen. If…no, when she falls in love with him, it’ll be because of him and not some magical item. Until that happens, he’s happy to spend his days with her.

One day, he will tell her how he really feels, but for now, he is happy to spend another year with her.

[rxxltzu]

Two Worlds Apart

ִֶָ࣪☾. Jihyo x Fem! Reader

☘︎ Genre: Angst

☘︎ Summary: Feelings for someone you can never call yours.

☘︎ W.C: 1.7k

☘︎ A/n: Hi everyone! This is my first one-shot here:) You can call me Rixl! I’ll do a more formal introduction later on, for now I hope you enjoy reading!

Minatozoki Y/n, that’s who you were, you were Sana’s younger sister. You were simply accompanying her since she wanted you to meet her friends. Twice, that’s what she said their group name was. You were a famous guitarist, having been invited to countless concerts and shows as the star guest. Having to play an electric guitar was your dream since you were a little kid, well it was a dream come true, wasn’t it?

Back to the present, Sana was introducing you to everyone. Having to know them from Eldest to youngest, not that you mind of course. You met Nayeon, Momo, Dahyun, Chaeyoung and Tzuyu. Sana explained that you’ll meet Jeongyeon and Jihyo later on as they went out to buy some drinks and snacks. You didn’t mind of course as Dahyun started to compliment how you look so similar to Sana.

“You look so much like Sana-Unnie!” Dahyun said as you shyly rubbed your nape as you felt flustered, smiling softly as you thanked her. You immediately connected with the members as you sat down with your sister.

“Y/n-Unnie, how old are you?” The youngest asked, you know of as Tzuyu, you chuckled before stating that you recently turned 25, everyone was shocked of how much younger you were from Sana, stating that you looked much older than your age. You laughed at this before shaking your head lightly.

“Sana-Chan is old” You teased as Sana feigned a gasp, the other members laughing as you joined in the laughter along with them. As everyone laughed, the door softly opened, resounding the room with a soft creaked, indicating someone has entered the room. Nayeon greeted whoever was at the door as everyone turned to look at who had arrived. Everyone greeted Jeongyeon and Jihyo, but you were in awe.

You already knew who Jeongyeon was due to your sister bringing her over a couple of times over at your shared apartment, but you never knew Jihyo was the one you caught your breath on your throat. Dahyun snapped you out of your trance as you greeted your elders, Jeongyeon patting your head softly. “It’s good to see you again, Y/n” Jeongyeon said as her and Jihyo placed the drinks and snacks in the middle before finding their spot to sit, Jeongyeon sitting beside Jihyo as Jihyo sat down beside you. You felt butterflies swarming your stomach as she sat so closely to you.

“You must be Sana’s sister, right?” Jihyo asked, you only nodded, not trusting your voice at the moment. She looked so perfect, so beautiful. Sana offered you some food which you gratefully accepted as you were now getting hungry. “If I remember, Your name is Y/n. You’re that famous guitarist everyone is head over heels for.” You looked over at Jihyo, she knew you. You almost screamed out of excitement but held back. You nodded as you chuckled softly.

“Indeed I am, I’m surprised you were able to recognize who I am” You said softly, Jihyo chuckled. You were falling in love as you spent time with her. “Of course I know, I’m not that old, unlike Nayeon-Unnie over here” Jihyo teased as Nayeon gasped at her “Excuse me?? I am not that old!” Nayeon exclaimed as you laughed.

You laid in your bed with a smile on your face as you recall your memories with the group, Sana smirked at you and your goofy smile “What’s got you smilin, little sister?” She asked teasingly, your smile only grew wider as you recall your memories with her “Unnie.. She’s so pretty..” You say in a daze, Sana only chuckled at this “Who’s pretty?” She asked, you sigh as you sat up and faced her “Jihyo-Unnie, she made me feel things I never felt before! It’s like—” You explained but got cut off by Sana “Like butterflies in your stomach? Like fireworks exploding inside your chest?” She asked and you nodded as your eyes shone “Exactly! It’s so new to me.. That I’m scared.” You admitted, looking away.

Sana smiled softly as she pushed herself off your door frame and sat beside you on your bed, she held your hand and caressed it softly “It is huh? But my advice for you, is that you step forward, despite being scared. But don’t lose yourself in the process. I don’t want to lose my little sister due to love.” Sana said softly as she continued “This is also what I felt with Tzuyu, before we dated. But I took the risk and now I’m spending my life with her. It’s crazy how love changes you.” She explained, she looked at you and kissed your forehead softly “Head to sleep now, and think about it, alright?” You nodded as you finally laid down and sighed.

That was 8 months ago, 8 months ago you met the person who made your heart jump every single time you were with her, your feelings still lingered as you sat down near Jihyo, enjoying their conversation. You had the urge to confess, to show her how much she means to you. How every little thing she does makes your heart jump. Only a few people knew about your feelings, aside from Sana. Jeongyeon, Dahyun and Tzuyu also know about your crush on their leader. You smiled softly as you listened to her rant. She looked so pretty as she explained random things to you, you never minded. Lost track of time dozens, countless times you were with her.

“What do you feel about love, Y/n?” Jihyo asked out of the blue as she smiled dreamily, you were taken aback but quickly composed yourself. This is it, you thought. If this turns out the right way, you might finally call Jihyo yours. “I feel like love is something that is complicated to figure out but beautiful if treated right. Love is an emotion where you feel at peace with someone, feel comfortable and content.. And you just wish to stay there forever.” You said softly as Jihyo listened before opening her phone “Well, I haven’t said this to the members yet, but that’s how I feel.. With my new boyfriend ” She said as she showed you a pic of her and her boyfriend, you felt your heart shatter as you silently squealed at her and whispered congratulations, Jihyo had a cheeky grin as she thanked you. That wasn’t supposed to happen. You thought as you decided to excuse yourself to go to the washroom and then left the room.

You splashed water onto your face as you looked at yourself in the mirror before you felt a rush of emotions you thought you’d never feel again. You leaned onto the sink as your lips quivered, you wanted to leave, to deal with your emotions, but you couldn’t. You sighed as you rolled up your sleeves before washing your hands, fixing yourself as if you never had broken down in the restroom. Sighing, you opened the door to face reality once more.

You went back to the room before sitting down beside Jihyo as she continued to ramble with the rest of the group. The world fell silent to your ears, the noise in the practice room drowning out as you zoned out into your mind, your thoughts. Sana noticed this before she regained composure and acted as if there was nothing going on, but you knew she was gonna ask for this later on when you two arrive home. You opened your phone as you mindlessly scrolled through your socials. Jihyo snapped you out of your trance and asked if you were okay.

Her hazel brown eyes swirled with concern as the other members started to ask if you were okay too, you smiled softly before nodding and just stating you were bored hence why you were zoning out into your phone. Sana knew better, you were good at lying she’ll admit that, but she knew there was more than just being bored. You zoned out once more as you decided to close your eyes and just forget reality.

That was two months ago

You became distant, making up excuses that you were busy with schedules and upcoming concerts. You were though, you kept yourself busy and busy to drown out what you felt. You distracted yourself from the pain that you seemed to only have gotten worse day by day. You told Sana the moment you two got home as you knew won’t drop the topic until you told her what was happening with you. Life suddenly became dull, you zone out more, you were distant, even to Sana.

You were sitting on your couch as Sana came home from practice, you greeted her before going back to whatever you were doing. Sana sighed before walking over to you “Jihyo.. She said she wants you to come tomorrow, even for a short while. Saying she has a surprise for everyone and she wants you to be there.” Sana explained softly, you look at her with knowing eyes that she’s going to bring her boyfriend over to meet everyone “Can I not go? Please..?” You asked softly but Sana only sighed “I’m sorry, Y/n-chan, but she wants you to be there..” Sana said softly, you lean back onto the couch before mumbling a soft ‘Fine’.

Sana sighed as she hugged you, muttering a sorry before heading to her room to change. You closed your eyes as you prayed your emotions aren’t going to get the best of you.

Finally, the next day came, you sighed as you mentally prepared yourself to enter their practice room. From the outside, you can already hear the girls’ noise, Sana smiled at you before entering the room, you followed behind, everyone greeting you. You greeted everyone back as you sat beside Sana, your eyes landed at Jihyo and… her new boyfriend. He looks sweet, nice and caring.. You felt your heart shatter as you zoned out onto the floor, Sana noticing before diverting everyone’s attention away from you. You excused yourself from everyone as you decided to leave, you whispered to Sana that your emotions are starting to get the better of you. You just can’t help seeing her with someone else, you just can’t.

Maybe in another life, you can hold her, comfort her, love her. But in this one, you just have to move on from the pain she left on you.

[rays-of-fire-and-ice]

I Have You

Two Weeks of Hitsuhina 2024 - Day 11: I’ll Carry You / Fashion

Rating: Teen/T for mild violence and mentions of injuries

Setting: starts in their childhood and goes through to Thousand Year Blood War arc

Synopsis: three instances of them carry one another, and one of them carrying each other.

AN: this ended up being multiple ideas that I came up with for this theme but didn’t take off into a full blown story so I just smacked them together and called it a day. A two notes before we begin:

The rats Hitsugaya mentions are the Ryukyu long-tailed giant rat. It’s a rodent native to Japan, specifically the Ryukyu Islands and it has long hairs that look like spikes. He also mentioned them in Returnal: Summer, which isn’t linked to this fic.

I took some liberties with Momo’s condition at the end of the Thousand Year Blood War arc. She’s able to walk without issue it seems in the manga, but here, she was injured at some point before or during Gerard vs the BLEACH Comedy Hour -- Hosted by Byakuya Kuchiki and Toshiro Hitsugaya and Guest Starring Kenpachi.

I hope you all enjoy this one!

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The ruined shoe bobs against Toshiro’s collarbone with every step he takes. He considers asking Momo to put it away into her sleeve, but then she whimpers for the umpteenth time.

“Does it really hurt that much?” Toshiro asks.

Momo nods into the back of his neck and shoulder. “Y-Yeah.”

Toshiro sighs as he trudges through the foliage, his house coming into sight in the far distance through the thicket. He’s worried, though it comes across as being more irritable.

He glances down at her bare foot again dangling at his side. There’s bruising blooming across her ankle, but at least there’s not cuts. He’s not sure how he would’ve reacted if there’d been blood.

“Baa-chan will fix it.” He isn’t sure that’s true. The old woman had been able to make him feel better whenever he injured himself, whether it was soothing words of comfort or cleaning and dressing a wound. He’d never suffered a sprained an ankle before

She reels back. “I didn’t know what it was, Shiro-chan!”

“Oi! What have I said about that nickname, bed-wetter?”

“I’ve never wet the bed!”

“Yeah, well you could’ve fooled me with how calmly you reacted to the spiky rat.”

She leans back even further. “It has spikes! How else was I --?”

“Hey!” He can feel himself tipping back with her. Before his weight shifts completely to his heels and rounds forward. With a yelp, she smacks into his back and he nearly falls to his knees and lets her topples head over heels. Quick thinking leads him to stepping a foot out, catching himself.

He stays like that for several hartbeats, gasping along with Momo, before he snaps his gaze over his shoulder. “Don’t lean back like that! You’re gonna make us both fall.”

Her eyes widen at his tone. “I’m sorry.” She looks away, ashamed. “I’m really sorry, Shi – Hitsugaya-chan.”

What annoyance had gripped him drains away. He's not used to seeing her like this. Although she's the younger one of the two of them, he's so used to her taking charge and being confident.

He huffs. “Just don’t do it again.” He resets, heft her knees higher before standing. “We’re almost there.”

Her arms are tight around his shoulder and neck when she starts again towards his house. “Thank you.” She lays her chin on his shoulder. “I’m lucky I have you.”

He ignores the fluttering of his heart and blames the way his cheeks heat up on the lack of shades from the sun.

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The world comes back to him in streaking colors. Sound is muffled, smell is distant. Breathing is hard. Pain radiates from his torso and the back of his head. There’s a block of black to his left. Has he gone partially blind?

He blinks rapidly, fearfully. Other senses come back first, hitting him like a ball in the chest. The wind passes through his hair and brushes against his uniform. He jostling around, but he can’t do anything to stop it. Something is pressing hard into his arm and the joint between his knee and thigh, forcing him to be pressed up against the black. Something is braced against his back and underneath his knees. There’s a strange taste in mouth, coppery and thick.

Finally his vision clears. He’s rushing through a street, trees and buildings and people all becoming blurs. The black block is actually a Shinigami uniform, it’s coarse material chaffing against his cheek. The final sense to return is sound, and it’s only then he recognises Momo’s voice.

“Stay with me, Shiro-chan!”

He’s never heard her so worried. With a groan and wince, he tips his head upward. She looks ahead, brow pinched painfully into a fearful frown and sweat forming a sheen over her dirt smudged face. Somewhere behind them, a Hollows roars. With a gasp, it comes back to him.

She looks down then. “You’re awake!”

He can only say her name, stunned that she was carrying him away. When had she come to battlefield? Was it going so badly they needed reinforcements?

“I’m taking you to Fourth Division medics! They’re stationed not far from here. Just hold on! I’ve got you!”

He should focus on the pain, but for some reason, he feels indignant. He’s just become a third seat, and of all people, Hinamori is carrying him. It’s not because he looks down on her – far form it, he thinks she’s incredible with how far she has come and what she has achieved – but because it shouldn’t be like this. She shouldn’t have to do this. She wouldn’t have to be this worried. He should be the one carrying her away from danger, protecting her from all threats.

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He’s never carried her like this. In some of his worst nightmares he has, where she was so badly injured she couldn’t walk or she wasn’t fast enough outrun a threat he couldn’t kill.

He views holding her like this to be a tool, something he could use to get her to safety, unlike those who depict it as a sweeping, romantic gesture.

He can’t see why it would be the latter, not when she’s like this. Not when their world is breaking apart.

He doesn’t really look where he’s going, half relying on Rangiku to lead the way back to Tenth Division, and half just knowing from his periphery where he is. His gaze remains mostly on her, on the dried blood on her hands in particular. He tries to keep his step quick but light to avoid jostling her around but also get to Tenth Division quickly.

“Sir, are you sure about this?”

He raises his head to his lieutenant, who looks over her shoulder at him.

“Given her wounds, shouldn’t we take her to Fourth?” she asks. “It might be safer for her there too.”

Toshiro had briefly considered it, and there’s voice within him that practically screams it’s where he should take her, but he followed the orders of another. One he’s known for longer, that she can evoke. “Our enemy might have no regard for those in Fourth Division,” he reasons. “If we take her back to ours, at least we can keep an eye on her better and cast our own kido barrier to protect her from intruders.”

It sounds weak even to his ears, and it doesn’t help that his lieutenant’s eyes soften. He can tell she wants to protest, but whether it was because he outranks her or because of sympathy, she doesn’t. “Understood, sir.”

They walk into a courtyard with the next exit they need just ahead. To his left is an alleyway which would take them on a direct path to Fourth Division.

Go! A part of him demands.

He focuses back on Momo. Her head rests on his shoulder, her eyes closed and furrow in her brow. Tobiume is sheathed back at her hip, the hilt also smeared with dried blood. Her wounded hands rest loosely on her abdomen. If he makes a sudden turn or stop, they’ll topple out and dnalge at her sides. The thought of that, for some reason, strikes at his heart

I can’t predict the movements of everyone, he reason, but I at least want to protect her from her enemies.

He passes the turn off to Fourth Division without a second thought.

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The ruins loom around them and rubble crumbles beneath their feet. Hinamori bites the inside of her cheek against the sting in her ankle. Of all the injuries she could’ve sustained from this conflict, she never would’ve guessed it’d be a sprained ankle.

Still, she reminds herself sombrely, it could’ve been worse.

Toshiro’s arm around her back reinforces that fact. They’re arm in arm, with him able to walk where she can’t, and she more alert where he was weary. She looks at him. A moment ago, he’d been in his Completed Form, but had changed back. His clothes hang looser off him, and sweat beads on every part of his exposed skin. He glares at the ground, but not from pain she suspects.

She squeezes the wrist she has a hold over her shoulder, getting his attention. “What’s wrong?”

He doesn’t answer right away, and when he does, it comes out as a mutter. “I should be stronger than this.”

Momo shakes her head slowly. “It’s okay.”

“It isn’t. It’s never meant to be like this.”

“Like what?”

“I’m not…you’re supposed…” Toshiro lets out a frustrated sigh. “You’re not supposed to get hurt like this!”

“Well neither are you!”

That stuns both of them to silence. She hadn’t meant to let it slip, but she’d meant it.

She straightens a bit to rigidly, and her lip curls up into a pout. “There, now we’re even.”

He blinks, and at the first burbles of his laughter, she caves too. It's a strange sound to here in such a place, echoing off the debris and across the open air that's thick with the smells of battle.

“What was that?!” he chortles.

“I – I don’t know!” she admits with an embarrassed grin. “I’m a little…tired I guess.” She slumps, her grin lowering into a sad smile. “It’s been a long time since I laughed like that. I must be getting hysterical from everything that’s happened.”

He let’s out a quiet, long breath, a small smile shaping his lips. “It’s over now.”

The sentence suddenly makes her throat tight and her eyes blur with tears. “Y-Yeah.”

“Hinamori?”

She doesn’t try to hide like usual. She looks at him, starring into those bewildered, concerned eyes. “It’s really over, isn’t it?”

He only nods. There’s too many thoughts running through her head; ones of the dead in the Seireitei, others for the destruction of their barracks and the homes of Souls in the Soul Society, and a few for the uncertainty that lies ahead of them. Selfishly perhaps, she chooses to focus on the one that makes her press her forehead into his temple. I still have you.

“Thank goodness,” she marvels. “We're still..."

He lets out a shuddering breath. He’s lost for words for a long while before he lets out a weak chuckle. "Don't go getting emotional on me, Hinamori. We've gotta find the others."

[idolish7imagines]

Uhm sorry Im a little embarrassed but can I request a Tenn and Momo x shy reader who is also VERY clingy and easily emotional (both when overly happy and upset)?👉👈 thank you.

Tenn and Momo x shy reader who is also VERY clingy and easily emotional

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Kujo Tenn

Tenn being more gentle with you than others was already a given, you were his s\o after all

However, it is a bit of a learning curve dealing with both your clinginess and rapidly changing emotions

He loves you with all his heart though, so for you he's willing to deal with it; using less harsh words so he won't sound too critical and making sure there's not any other sources around you that would cause you discomfort (he's learned how to manage that well from his experience with his twin brother)

He doesn't mind your shyness, its actually refreshing after being around his fellow groupmates that can tend to get loud from time to time

It's actually kind of a relief since that means you won't ever draw attention to the two of you

Sometimes he isn't aware how much of your shyness applies to him though. In private, the two of you have your passionate moments, with him cupping your cheeks and whispering sweet nothings into your ear

A slow blink is his response to you getting flustered..before slowly realizing he enjoys the effect he has on you and wants to push it even further, a smirk playing on his features.

Your cheerfulness does tend to be infectious, usually even making him sport a small smile when he's had a hard day

Sometimes he wishes you would be less clingy in front of others though, he hates the teases being thrown his way if you so much as wrap your arm around his, resting your head on his shoulder

He hates leaving you on read due to work because he doesn't want you to be sad. Tenn tries to make it up to you by spending most if not all of his off days with you

When you have moments where you're easily upset, sometimes he isn't sure what to say to make you calm down (especially if he doesn't see what you're upset over as a big deal) but he doesn't invalidate your feelings and does his best to get you feeling happy again, offering to share sweets with you

"What am I going to do with you?" The angelic idol gave you one of his smiles that'd make even his most stoic of fans hearts melt, petting your head as your arms clung around his waist not wanting him to leave your side.

Momo

Honestly Momo is the exact same as you

He isn't shy in general but when it comes to people he greatly admires he'll turn stiff as a board at the notion of getting closer to them

so if youre clingy and easily emotional, he completely understands, even returning the feelings

Unfortunately one con might be that if you two were to ever argue (which would probably be over something extremely serious like Tsukumo or overworking himself since Momo is relatively easygoing otherwise) both of you would probably start acting out and need a third party Yuki or Okarin to be a voice of reason

The bright side though is Momo is quick to apologize and even get you flowers

If he needs someone to hype him up he knows he can always come to you and he always does the same vice versa

If you text him a lot when you miss him while he's working, he makes sure to respond as soon as he can so you feel less lonely

The cheery idol also doesn't mind PDA (while disguised of course so he gives you lots of kisses and hugs and holds your hand

his favorite is swinging your hands back and forth while walking

He's used to dealing with shy people so if you need him to speak for you he'll always do it

Though don't think that means you're exempt from his impish tendencies

Momo will still tease you sometimes. If you cover your blushing face with your hands, he'll grab them away and press a kiss on your nose

"Ehehe, (Y/N)-chan~ I'm already thinking about what I wanna do with you. Now that I finally have you to myself, you'll never escape as long as possible!" Your boyfriend playfully nibbles your neck. You're in for a nice cuddle session since both of you feel its been far too long since the last one.

[hunieday]

TEA Take - Shuffle unit Event Story Translation

Please note that I am not a professional translator and I'm only doing this to share the side materials to those who cannot access them, if you notice any mistakes please let me know nicely. Enjoy!

Nanase Riku: Everyone watching the video, good evening! Ready... set...

TEA Take: It's "TEA take"!

Yaotome Gaku: "8th Anniversary! Four Thanks Project"!

Momo: Celebrating the formation of our limited time unit! The "Ask this and that!?" edition!

Mido Torao: "TEA take"’s version! Let’s get it started!

TEA Take: Yay!

Mido Torao: Well then, let’s start off by the questions we received from the staff members.

Mido Torao: "TEA take" members, are you getting along well?

Mido Torao: ...is our first question. What do you think?

Momo: Do we?

Nanase Riku: Do we get along?

Yaotome Gaku: Do we now?

Mido Torao: Why are you all pointing at me?

Yaotome Gaku: We had many opportunities to work with IDOLiSH7 and Re:vale.

Nanase Riku: Oh, that’s why! Mido-san, you're being polite because you’re the MC!

Mido Torao: You’re right. I told you I definitely shouldn’t be the MC.

Yaotome Gaku: And we told you it’s fine. You’re getting quite used to it.

Nanase Riku: Your polite speech is refreshing~!

Mido Torao: But you know that Momo-san is right here.

Momo: I want to see my juniors shine as well! But as you can see, it's kinda chaotic here.

Nanase Riku: I get it! It's fun! It feels different from IDOLiSH7, but it's comfortable.

Mido Torao: Yeah. It’s relaxing in a good way.

Momo: By the way, Tora-chan. You were shutting yourself out pretty hard at the start! Or the door to your heart at least!

Mido Torao: No, that's not it. How do I say it…I was just observing the situation…

Yaotome Gaku: You were nervous, weren’t you?

Mido Torao: No, not really...

Nanase Riku: I was nervous too! About Mido-san!

Mido Torao: Seriously!?

Nanase Riku: I was! Because there's no one like you in IDOLiSH7.

Nanase Riku: What do you call it again? The "Orya Orya" type?

Momo: You mean the “Ora ora” type?

Nanase Riku: Yes! The domineering type...

Yaotome Gaku: Nanase, didn't you call me something similar beforehand?

Nanase Riku: The "Orya Orya" type?

Yaotome Gaku: Like a domineering kinda guy. You were scared of me at first, right?

Nanase Riku: Rather than scared, I thought of you as an enemy.

Yaotome Gaku: An enemy?

Nanase Riku: Well you know, because I had the image of someone who took Tenn-nii...Kujo-san away from me...

—PLEASE WAIT A MOMENT—

Mido Torao: Uhhh...

Mido Torao: Well then, let’s start off by the questions we received from the staff members!

Nanase Riku: Please do!!

Mido Torao: The question is, "TEA take" members, are you getting along well? What do you guys think?

Momo: We’re getting along very well.

Yaotome Gaku: We very much are. What about you, Mido?

Mido Torao: I feel like we do. I was a little nervous at first.

Momo: I heard that Riku was also nervous about Torao?

Nanase Riku: Ah, that’s right... there’s really no “orya orya” type of guy in IDOLiSH7.

Mido Torao: ...w...why "rya" specifically…

Nanase Riku: ...W-What’s wrong?! You suddenly covered your face! Are you crying?!

Momo: He’s not crying, don’t worry. Tora-chan is shaking from laughter.

Yaotome Gaku: Ah, it’s the “orya orya”.

Momo: Because he said “orya orya”.

Nanase Riku: Ah…I’m glad you’re okay…

Mido Torao: …heh…heh...ha…

Momo: He’s holding back his laughter.

Yaotome Gaku: He’s quite earnest.

Momo: So he has an earnest side too.

Nanase Riku: Even though he’s an orya orya guy.

Momo: Oh. It’s so over.

—PLEASE WAIT A MOMENT—

Momo: Well then, the great senior Momo-chan from Re:vale will take the lead!

Yaotome Gaku & Nanase Riku & Mido Torao: Please…!!

Momo: In order to get to know each other better, let’s take this opportunity to ask each other questions! 

Momo: Let’s start off by the questions we received from the staff members~

Yaotome Gaku & Nanase Riku & Mido Torao: Yay!

Momo: The question is, "TEA take" members, are you getting along well…

Momo: Who here thinks we’re getting along well!

Nanase Riku: Me!

Yaotome Gaku: Me!

Mido Torao: Me!

Momo: We’re all really good friends! Next question!

Yaotome Gaku: Wait a sec. Aren’t we going too fast?

Momo: This question is causing a lot of accidents. Let’s just move on from it as quick as possible…

Mido Torao: I'm sorry, seriously...

Nanase Riku: Don't worry about it, Mido-san!

Mido Torao: Wait a damn minute, one of them was YOUR fault!

Momo: The friendly atmosphere will be compromised if we fight!? People might think we're feigning it for business!?

Momo: In that case, quickly share stories about our friendship, Gaku!

Yaotome Gaku: What!? Out of nowhere...!?

Yaotome Gaku: ...

Yaotome Gaku: Oh right, so I was naked during the costume fitting…

—PLEASE WAIT A MOMENT—

Momo: Let the great senior Momo-chan of Re:vale take over!

Yaotome Gaku & Nanase Riku & Mido Torao: Yay!

Momo: Leading with a partition of love and courage!

Yaotome Gaku & Nanase Riku & Mido Torao: Yay!

Momo: We're going to ask everyone some questions!

Yaotome Gaku & Nanase Riku & Mido Torao: We’ll be in your care…!!

Momo: In order to get to know each other better, let’s take this opportunity to ask each other questions! 

Momo: Uh…Let’s start off by the questions we received from the staff members, are you getting along well?

Nanase Riku: We’ve become good friends! I love you all!

Yaotome Gaku: Yes, we have. I've worked with Momo-san and Nanase before.

Yaotome Gaku: But I’ve become especially friendly with Mido, I think I got to know his personality and work attitude through this job.

Mido Torao: Thank you very much. I feel the same way.

Momo: But it was fun, right? We enjoyed spending our time together. You’re comfortable to be around.

Nanase Riku: I think so too! Everyone is so kind and easygoing.

Yaotome Gaku: We didn't have to worry too much.

Mido Torao: You could say that.

Momo: Fufufu... There's a reason for that. And Momo-chan knows it.

Yaotome Gaku: Ohh! What is it?

Momo: It's a surprise! I’ll reveal it as we go through everyone’s questions!

Nanase Riku: I'm curious!

Yaotome Gaku: I’m looking forward to it.

Momo: Alright, shall we start with Riku? Do you have a question you wanna ask us?

Nanase Riku: Yes! My question for everyone is...

Nanase Riku: How can I become cooler?

Momo: You’re asking now!? 

Yaotome Gaku: Nanase is asking that!?

Mido Torao: I was born this way...

Nanase Riku: Somehow the three of you here specifically are the coolest!

Momo: Specifically!? Momo-chan is the coolest in Re:vale!?

Nanase Riku: That's right. Yuki-san is cool too, of course.

Nanase Riku: But the more you get to know him, the fluffier he gets…

Yaotome Gaku: Oh, I get it. The cool part is seriously cool though.

Nanase Riku: Yes! Both of them are cool though!

Nanase Riku: The more I get to know Momo-san, the cooler I think you are.

Momo: Huh, I'm so happy! I’m flustered!

Nanase Riku: Yaotome-san, Mido-san! You two are cool in a straightforward way!

Yaotome Gaku: Thank you.

Mido Torao: Thanks.

Yaotome Gaku: Nanase is cool too, though. I feel like we had a similar conversation before.

Nanase Riku: Oh, right. I think we did! It's not that I’m insecure, but the song...

Yaotome Gaku: The song?

Nanase Riku: Our song for "TEA take" sounds like something you’d escort your guest with style while playing it, doesn’t it?

Nanase Riku: That's right! maybe that's why I thought of Momo-san and not Yuki-san.

Momo: Ah! An escort!

Mido Torao: Ah... that guy doesn’t seem like he’d be good at it...

Yaotome Gaku: No, but he's very hospitable. He's a great cook as well.

Momo: Yup! Darling is super hospitable!

Momo: But I get what Riku and Torao mean. You mean a stylish escort like we see in movies, right?

Nanase Riku: That's right! Someone like our group’s Nagi.

Momo: That guy is cool isn’t he!

Nanase Riku: I think Yaotome-san and Mido-san fit the job as well.

Yaotome Gaku: Well, we're manly.

Mido Torao: You just gotta be put together, right?

Momo: That's not true. You gotta take the lead with more consideration...wait a minute, Tora-chan, you’re the youngest brother right?!

Mido Torao: Y-Yes.

Momo: I totally see it! You give off strong little brother vibes!

Mido Torao: Wuh, really...?

Momo: I get it because I’m also the youngest brother. This is what I was trying to say earlier! Riku is also the younger brother, right?

Nanase Riku: That's right! Oh, wait a minute... so everyone here except for Yaotome-san is a younger brother?

Mido Torao: Ohh?

Momo: That's right!

Yaotome Gaku: Now that I think about it, the three of you somehow have similar vibes.

Mido Torao: Seriously? Where...?

Yaotome Gaku: ...You kinda...

Yaotome Gaku: You have that charm.

Nanase Riku & Momo & Mido Torao: Charm...

Yaotome Gaku: You act like spoiled children.

Momo: Spoiled children...

Nanase Riku: Spoiled children, huh...

Mido Torao: Spoiled children...?

Yaotome Gaku: Today, before this recording. We all probably received the same script right?

Nanase Riku: Yes, probably…

Yaotome Gaku: Did you read through it beforehand or did you just stuff it in your bag?

Mido Torao: Well I stuffed it. 

Yaotome Gaku: You sure did.

Yaotome Gaku: The three of you asked me to show it to you.

Nanase Riku: I did…!

Momo: So did I! Since you’re so diligent…!

Mido Torao: Me too… my bad. I just happened to see you hold one….

Yaotome Gaku: It's okay. Don't worry about it. I’m not complaining about it, just thought that you guys are similar in that regard.

Momo: I do everything perfectly when Yuki is around…! Otherwise I’m a pretty big slacker?!

Momo: So, when TRIGGER is around, I ask for TRIGGER’s help with everything…

Nanase Riku: I know how you feel! TRIGGER feels like that kinda group, right?

Mido Torao: What kinda group is that…

Momo: Don't worry, Torao. Nowadays ZOOL feels like that kind of group to me as well.

Mido Torao: What do you mean!?

Nanase Riku: Natsume-san does everything, right? I'm always grateful to him.

Mido Torao: What and how does he help you normally…?

Momo: In my case, even though I’m reliable, I like to rely on Iori as well. It’s impressive since he’s still a minor too…

Nanase Riku: I'm sure Iori would be very sarcastic even with a senior. He doesn’t care about whether or not they’re older than him.

Yaotome Gaku: Re:vale is also really strong during performances. They are also amazing at ad-libbing.

Yaotome Gaku: On our end, all three of us are the type who can’t be satisfied until we prepare well.

Momo: Here comes a question from Momo-chan!

Nanase Riku: Oh! Please go ahead!

Momo: Among the members of "TEA take", who would you choose as your little sister?

Yaotome Gaku & Nanase Riku & Mido Torao: Little sister...!?

Momo: To be honest was thinking of asking who would be the older or the younger brother.

Momo: But then I realized you might decide based on age, with me as the older brother and Riku as the younger one.

Yaotome Gaku: Oh, you might be right…

Momo: So, little sister it is! Well then, Tora-chan, you answer first!

Mido Torao: A little... a little sister…? Ah, I really wanted a little sister though...

Mido Torao: ...From within this group, right?

Momo: That's right, big brother!

Nanase Riku: Tora-nii!

Yaotome Gaku: Yo, big bro.

Mido Torao: Don’t “yo big bro” me.

Yaotome Gaku: No good?

Mido Torao: …

Mido Torao: Nanase, maybe...

Nanase Riku: Yaaay!

Momo: Awww, I've been rejected! Can you tell us why?

Mido Torao: The way he said Tora-nii… was kinda cute.

Nanase Riku: Thank you, Tora-nii!

Momo: Alright, next! What about you, Gaku?

Yaotome Gaku: I think it would be Momo-san.

Momo: I’m happy to hear that! Gaku-niichan…!

Mido Torao: You decided on that quickly and with no hesitation. Why’s that?

Yaotome Gaku: It's not like that, Mido.

Mido Torao: Huh?

Yaotome Gaku: Actually, I was torn between you two.

Mido Torao: Huh... I felt oddly giddy...

Nanase Riku: I felt oddly rejected...

Momo: This is TRIGGER's Yaotome Gaku. Even if you think you're used to him, he surprises you with a head-on attack.

Yaotome Gaku: Ahaha. What are you even saying?

Momo: Why did you pick me?

Yaotome Gaku: I feel like I’d be very worried if Nanase were my little sister.

Momo: Ah, that’s how it is!

Yaotome Gaku: But I don't like it when my parents interfere with me too much.

Yaotome Gaku: If I were to be worried about a little sister, I wouldn’t know what to do.

Yaotome Gaku: So, I wanted a little sister like Momo-san who’s strong and well-behaved enough for me not to worry about.

Mido Torao: Don’t make it sound like I’d have behavioral issues.

Nanase Riku: Though I feel like Momo-san as a little sister would definitely be popular. Is that fine by you?

Yaotome Gaku: Even if you were extremely popular, you'd still choose Yuki-san, right? So I’ll rest assured. I’m sure you’d still have a good eye.

Momo: Big brother, you're so wonderful…

Momo: If Gaku had a little sister, finding a boyfriend who’d be better than him would be tough.

Yaotome Gaku: What about you, Nanase? Who would you want as a little sister?

Nanase Riku: Huh!? I wonder who... it's hard to decide...

Nanase Riku: ...Maybe Haruka-kun...?

Momo: I thought we were picking someone from our group?

Mido Torao: You mean Haruka from ŹOOḼ? What’s your reasoning?

Nanase Riku: He’s the same age as Iori and Tamaki. Even though they feel older than me sometimes…

Nanase Riku: But Haruka-kun doesn't feel that way, so I'd like him as a little sister.

Mido Torao: Isn't it impossible for him to be a little sister? That guy’s really cool.

Nanase Riku: Is that so?

Mido Torao: He's totally amazing. The type that drags you along forcefully.

Mido Torao: Right now he's still just a kid, but eventually, nobody might be able to resist him, right?

Yaotome Gaku: Wow! I’m looking forward to seeing what his future looks like!

Momo: That kid has charisma! I felt the same when Tenn-chan appeared too.

Nanase Riku: Tenn... Having Kujo Tenn-san as a little sister would be nice too.

Mido Torao: Please don't dodge the topic so blatantly.

Nanase Riku: Though because I rely on both Momo-san and Yaotome-san too much, it's hard  for me to think of them as little sisters...

Nanase Riku: I guess that leaves me with Mido-san...

Mido Torao: Sorry for not taking care of you.

Nanase Riku: Just kidding, Tora-nii!

Mido Torao: This is bad... I’m starting to find him a bit cute now...

Momo: You’re way too cute Tora-chan, you’re so easy to sway.

Yaotome Gaku: Nobody chose me as a little sister at all.

Yaotome Gaku: Next time, I'll do my best to get my sisterly points.

Mido Torao: If I had such a handsome little sister, I wouldn't stand a chance as an older brother.

Momo: How about we go to our next question? Are you ready, Gaku? Or Torao?

Mido Torao: A…About what?

Yaotome Gaku: Then, I'll go first.

Yaotome Gaku: So about our groups…mine is TRIGGER.

Yaotome Gaku: What's the difference between your groups and this unit? Of course, they're totally different, but what’s the difference in your perspective?

Nanase Riku: The difference from IDOLiSH7...

Mido Torao: Ah, my question might be similar. That’s sort of what I was thinking.

Mido Torao: I was going to ask how you'd describe your experience doing "TEA take" to the members of your group. If you were asked, how would you describe it?

Momo: Interesting! Let's combine the elements from both questions and answer them at once.

Momo: Who's going first?

Nanase Riku: I'll think about it for a moment!

Momo: Sure, that’s fine! If you two aren't ready either, should I go first?

Mido Torao: Please.

Yaotome Gaku: Go ahead.

Momo: First of all, the biggest difference is that it's not Yuki's song.

Yaotome Gaku & Nanase Riku & Mido Torao: Ah...

Momo: I'm a huge HUGE fan of Yuki, so when it comes to Yuki's song, I absolutely, DEFINITELY want to deliver it to the fans in the best possible way!!!

Momo: I get so fired up I feel like I’m participating in a national competition. That’s how I feel every single time actually.

Yaotome Gaku: You're a great partner, Momo-san. Yuki-san would be happy to hear that.

Momo: I wonder... Yuki seems happier when we're on the same page.

Momo: I know that, but my darling is way too handsome, so I can’t help it...

Mido Torao: Um...

Momo: Hm?

Mido Torao: Um... Nevermind, I’m sure it’s nothing.

Momo: What’s on your mind? Don’t hesitate to ask~!

Mido Torao: Is it alright if I ask in front of the cameras?

Momo: If not I’ll just cut it off and start from the beginning again!

Mido Torao: That’s tough.

Yaotome Gaku: You’ve already made it this far, just ask.

Nanase Riku: Hey, I hear that a lot too!

Nanase Riku: They tell me this a lot, Mido-san!

Mido Torao: Fine, I get it! Then listen carefully.

Mido Torao: Um…

Momo: Mhm! Go ahead!

Mido Torao: About Re:vale’s married couple bit...

Mido Torao: How much of it is true...?

Momo: Oh! That's a good question!

Mido Torao: Oh, thank goodness..

Momo: Torao.

Mido Torao: Yes.

Momo: Let's talk about it later in the dressing room!

Mido Torao: Yes... Wait what…!?

Yaotome Gaku: Is it out?

Nanase Riku: It’s safe!

Mido Torao: Huuuh!? Was that dangerous after all!? Are Re:vale really...

Momo: Let's get back to the topic!

Nanase Riku: It's okay, Mido-san! I often do that kind of thing too!

Mido Torao: Really!? Thank goodness!?

Yaotome Gaku: Come on, let's get back to the topic.

Nanase Riku & Mido Torao: Yes!

Momo: Thanks, Gaku!

Momo: So, that’s how I feel when I’m working as Re:vale.

Momo: It's not that I neglect my solo work or anything, it's just that passion naturally flows through me and bursts.

Momo: In that sense, projects like this one where we can relax and enjoy ourselves are great.

Momo: Everyone is cute, the songs and costumes are great, it's amazing! It's fun! That’s how I feel!

Yaotome Gaku: I kinda understand where you’re coming from. Everyone here is relaxed, aren’t we?

Momo: That's right! I feel like we won’t have any problems in this group, and if we do, we can handle them pretty well!

Nanase Riku: I feel the opposite about Yuki-san. He seems relaxed when he’s around Momo-san, but when he’s alone he turns into a cool senior…

Momo: Huh! That's nice! I want to be Yuki’s junior and have him take care of me as well!

Nanase Riku: Ah, but he can be a bit of a weirdo, you know!

Momo: What do you mean by weirdo? My darling is always handsome, right!?

Nanase Riku: He is handsome!

Yaotome Gaku: I think Yuki-san probably wants to rely on you as well. What would you tell Yuki-san?

Yaotome Gaku: This is Mido's question, if you want to tell him about our unit.

Momo: I’d say that it was fun! Everyone was nice and cute!

Momo: At first, I wondered how it would turn out. Especially if Gaku and Torao would get along.

Momo: Look! Both of you are good kids at heart, but you seem like you’d get into fights!

Momo: But Torao turned out to be more mature and considerate than I thought.

Mido Torao: Actually... um, can I say this? Ah, I did it again.

Momo: Say it, say it!

Mido Torao: Around the time the limited-time unit was decided, Ryuunosuke... I got a call from TRIGGER's Tsunashi-san.

Yaotome Gaku: From Ryuu?

Mido Torao: He said that Gaku is a top-notch idol he respects, but also a really good guy... or something like that. He thought it would be a learning experience for me.

Mido Torao: He wasn't as condescending, but that’s the general idea…

Yaotome Gaku: Ryuu said something like that huh. He talked to me about you too.

Mido Torao: Seriously!? What did he say?

Yaotome Gaku: He may look mature, but on the inside he's an inexperienced boy who’s not used to this world. A clumsy guy if you will.

Mido Torao: ...I…Is that so...

Nanase Riku: Are you okay?

Mido Torao: No, I'm happy and moved... to be cared for like that...

Yaotome Gaku: Ryuu is a very caring guy. And because Ryuu told me that, every time I talked to you I felt like I was talking to Yotsuba.

Mido Torao: I’m not as childish as Sougo's partner...

Nanase Riku: Tamaki is quite mature. There are times when he seems more mature than Yamato-san.

Momo: That kid's been through a lot. But this recent development is good. Feels like a secret story about the formation of this group.

Mido Torao: Ah, that's good.

Momo: So what’s next? Who will answer?

Yaotome Gaku: I can go.

Momo: Oh. Then, Gaku-kun, please!

Yaotome Gaku: Yes.

Yaotome Gaku: The difference between TRIGGER and this unit is that our group meticulously practices until everyone is satisfied...

Nanase Riku: I understand...!

Momo: That's true…! Honestly, you guys are really great…

Yaotome Gaku: Yeah. To be frank, there were a few things I wasn’t fully satisfied with.

Momo: Ahahaha! Like dance rehearsals, right? It sounds like you wanted to practice more!

Yaotome Gaku: I’d have loved to. But of course, I can't ask for too much with everyone's schedules.

Nanase Riku: If we have free time, let's do it again!

Yaotome Gaku: Nanase, aren't you busy?

Nanase Riku: I’m not sure... If I'm not busy! I'll contact you again!

Momo: I'll contact you if I suddenly have free time as well!

Yaotome Gaku: Thank you very much.

Mido Torao: ...

Mido Torao: Ah... Well, I also...

Yaotome Gaku: Thanks. But you don't have to force yourself to match. Your dance moves were perfect.

Mido Torao: No, it's okay. I’m done filming the drama, so I have some free time to spare.

Momo: That's great! Let's all come together when our schedules align!

Yaotome Gaku & Nanase Riku & Mido Torao: Yes!

Momo: Alright, Gaku! Lastly, what would you tell TRIGGER about us?

Yaotome Gaku: Well, I think I’d say we had a great journey.

Nanase Riku: A journey! That sounds great!

Yaotome Gaku: Right? Because TRIGGER is a place where we can go on a journey with new companions.

Yaotome Gaku: Seeing different scenery, experiencing new things with different companions.

Yaotome Gaku: The final destination of the journey… will probably be the live event.

Yaotome Gaku: Although we haven't reached there yet, we’ve already promised the best journey. We’ll create lots of wonderful memories.

Yaotome Gaku: So, I'm looking forward to it.

Momo: A fantastic journey with fantastic memories. What an amazing thing to say, Gaku!

Nanase Riku: How nice would it be to bring back lots of memories when we say we’re home!

Yaotome Gaku: Exactly! That's right! How about you, Mido? What's the difference between here and ŹOOḼ?

Mido Torao: It might be similar to Momo-san’s answer.

Mido Torao: I'm the oldest in ZOOL.

Yaotome Gaku & Nanase Riku & Momo: Yeah!

Mido Torao: Even though I say oldest, maybe Touma is more reliable. But I'm still technically the oldest there

Mido Torao: But I’m the third oldest here, right?

Momo: Yeah!

Mido Torao: It feels kind of peaceful...

Nanase Riku: Ahaha! You sound like Yamato-san! Even though he’s the oldest, he wants to be pampered quite often!

Yaotome Gaku: Is that so? I don’t see him acting spoiled all that much. How does he act?

Nanase Riku: When he's drunk, he says things like "I dun like this!" (1)

Yaotome Gaku: Seriously!? Does he hold back when he’s drinking with me?

Momo: Yamato, don’t scream when you watch this broadcast, okay? Are you watching right now?

Mido Torao: Is IDOLiSH7 gonna reveal everyone’s truth so carelessly…? It's like a survival game...

Mido Torao: But I'm relieved. So even if you're the oldest, you don't have to act all cool all the time.

Yaotome Gaku: Being natural is the coolest. Ryuu is like that.

Momo: Torao, when you return to ZOOL, you should act like this as a souvenir!

Mido Torao: Well... I was like this at my parents’ house, so I’m not afraid to act like it.

Nanase Riku: Neither am I !

Momo: Momo-chan doesn't resist either~!

Yaotome Gaku: I see, so that side of Nikaido might come out in front of the older Izumi.

Mido Torao: What about Sougo?

Nanase Riku: Sougo-san?

Mido Torao: He’s so clingy when he’s drunk, isn’t he? Not in a bad way, but like a cute clingy, or something?

Nanase Riku: He is!

Mido Torao: He totally is!

Nanase Riku: It's hard to read him, but when he's in a good mood and not sluggish he’ll listen to almost all your requests!

Mido Torao: Why would he be sluggish?

Nanase Riku: Um, so the tea caddy...

Mido Torao: Tea caddy?

Momo: Riku! Let's save that story for when we’re backstage! Okay, last one!

Momo: How about you? What’s the difference between IDOLiSH7 and “TEA take”?

Nanase Riku: Well, when you say it's different, then everything is really different! This is my first time working in a four units group.

Nanase Riku: And because of that, I feel like our song and choreography is unique to us four.

Nanase Riku: When the members of IDOLiSH7 ask me, "How was it?" I’m certain I’ll say, "It was great!”

Nanase Riku: Because I got to work with Momo-san, Yaotome-san, and Mido-san! I wanna brag about how good it felt a whole lot!

Momo: That makes me so happy!

Yaotome Gaku: I’m gonna work hard so that Nanase can brag about me.

Mido Torao: I'll brag too. That I’ve chatted a lot with Re:vale's Momo-san, TRIGGER's Yaotome, and IDOLiSH7's Nanase.

Nanase Riku: Yes! Let's chat a lot and sing a lot!

Momo: That's right!

Momo: Now, did everyone answer? Oh, we asked a lot of questions didn’t we!

Nanase Riku: We did! It was really fun to get everyone’s answers to all kinds of questions!

Yaotome Gaku: I’m glad we had an opportunity like this.

Mido Torao: Yeah. Time flew in the blink of an eye.

Momo: Well then! That's it! The “8th Anniversary! Four Thanks Project”!

Momo: Celebrating the formation of the temporary unit! This was “Ask this and that!?”, “TEA take” edition!

TEA Take: Please drink! TEA take!

Audience: Kyaaaaaaa!

Nanase Riku: Hello, everyone!

Nanase Riku: I'm Nanase Riku from TEA take!

Audience: Kyaaaaaaa!

Yaotome Gaku: TEA take, Yaotome Gaku!

Audience: Kyaaaaaaa!

Mido Torao: TEA take, Mido Torao!

Audience: Kyaaaaaaa!

Momo: TEA take, Momo!

Audience: Kyaaaaaaa!

Nanase Riku: Thank you for participating in the “8th Anniversary! Four Thanks Project” campaign!

Yaotome Gaku: To the 1000 winners selected by lottery!

Mido Torao: And to the special ones here with us!

Momo: Let’s start the “Miracle Limited-Time 4 Unit Thanks Live”!

Audience: Kyaaaaaaa!

Nanase Riku: Now, please listen to our unit song, which is also the CM song for 'TEA take'!

Nanase Riku: Ready...!

TEA Take: “Take my rose”! 

The end.

1- in like a spoiled brat tone, he says “嫌だニャ” (iyada nya) instead of “嫌だな” (iyada na) so he’s basically meowing while drunk. 

[momoyukirin]

Momo's "An Idol's Daily Life" Rabbitchat Part 4

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5

A parent's treasure

Momo: Maneko-chan, help me!* \"(о°Д°о)/"

Tsumugi: Thank you for your hard work, Momo-san!

Tsumugi: Is something wrong!?

Momo: Well, I'm looking for a restaurant to have healthy but tasty lunch, you wouldn't have any recommendations, would you?

Tsumugi: In that case, there are a lot to choose from!

Momo: 。*:◦ ☆\(*'∀'*)/☆◦ :。*。

Momo: That's our* Maneko-chan! I knew I could rely on you! \"(*゜∀゜*)ノ

Tsumugi:

Tsumugi: For reference, can I ask what kind of atmosphere you're looking for?

Momo: Something that girls would like I guess? My sis and I planned to go buy a present for our parents' wedding anniversary, so we've been talking about getting lunch while we're at it!

Momo: She's been conscious of calories since her wedding's coming up and all, so she's looking for a healthy place to eat (; •`～ • ΄ )

Tsumugi: I see! Then, I shall gather a few restaurant recommendations where you won't risk getting recognised and send them to you!

Momo: Thanks! \(* ΄ ∀ `)/\( ΄ ∀ ` *)ノ

Option 1:

Tsumugi: What gift do you plan to get for your parents?

Momo: Our parents are very close and like using matching things, so a couple outfit would be nice!( 。•_•。)人( 。•_•。) My sis and I have a few options in mind, but we mostly circle back to 'well, they already have that', so it's really difficult.

Option 2:

Tsumugi: Do you often go out with your sister?

Momo: It's been a while since the last time! Our schedules don't really match (;∀;) Though it doesn't feel like it, since we rabbitchat a lot! Yuki often tells me how nice it is that we're so close \(•΄ε`•)ノ

Option 3:

Tsumugi: Do you celebrate your parents' anniversary every year?

Momo: Momo-chan's the type who cherishes anniversaries after all ☆*:.｡.o(≧▽≦)o...:*☆ It'd be hard to get the whole family together without opportunities like these!

Momo: We have to give it our all since it's such an important day (。+•`ω•΄)stern✩

Tsumugi: I hope your parents like the present!

Tsumugi:

Momo: I'm also thinking of writing a letter this year, for the first time in a long while.

Tsumugi: Wow! That's nice!

Tsumugi: I remember that a long time ago, when I gave my father a "Thank you for everything" letter on Father's day, he was also really happy!

Momo: Parents will really treasure anything you give them when you're little, you know?

Momo:

Tsumugi: However, it seems that when he gets drunk at drinking parties, he talks about the letter even to this day, to the point where Banri-san can recite the contents by heart.. ＞＜

Momo: That's so embarrassing www

Tsumugi:

Momo: But it made Otoharu-san so happy, he can't help bragging about it (*΄艸`)

Momo: Our parents have kept the drawings and origami we gave them when we were little too!

Momo: Even though they were just messy crayon drawings at the back of some leaflet and the colors are all mixed up too ww

Tsumugi: Despite being embarrassing, it's nice knowing that they treasure them so much.

Momo: Right? (P∀`q*)sparkle

Momo says this in English (ヘルプミー!）which doesn't change much but I just thought it's adorable lol

Momo uses "sasuga"(as expected"). The "our" bit adds extra nuance, but all else sounded too stiff so i decided to go with it and just explain it here

Momo uses キリッ and テル next to the emoticons to describe the way they look/feel.

[imthepunchlord]

Moon Day

Read more here.

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As Momo got ready for the day, she absently had noted that the full moon was still out in the bright blue sky, lingering despite the passing dawn. For the early morning, she hadn’t thought much about it. Sometimes the moon lingered in the day. That’s just what the moon does. 

She was, rather literally, hit with Turbo Granny being more riled up than she usually was. She leapt at the passing Momo from a bookcase, yowling that Momo’s breakfast was going to be her’s! The ignited squabble was only broken up by Vamola rushing over and getting a hold of the antsy cat, chiding the grouchy Turbo Granny for starting a fight.

And for once, Turbo Granny was thrashing in Vamola’s grasp, far more restless than she normally was. Normally she was complacent in Vamola’s grasp, so it was… odd to see.

And despite seeing the full moon in the blue sky and Turbo Granny being extra rowdy, it didn’t cross Momo’s mind what this could all mean. 

She was far more crossed and focused on the sudden rough housing and messing up her attire. Her clothes all rumbled. Her hair was askew. She looked terrible. 

Momo inhaled breakfast as quickly as she could, ignoring Grandma’s frustration at her not taking time to enjoy it, and hurriedly tried to fix the mess Turbo Granny caused. She couldn’t do much for her hair, having so little time, and accepted that she’d have to attend school with a bad bedhead. 

Only to pause at the entryway of her home, seeing a familiar white haired yokai boyfriend awaiting her by the torii gate. 

“Okarun?” she proclaimed surprise. 

“Momo-chan, I missed you,” he greeted easily, hand coming up to adjust his glasses. “Did you wake up on the wrong side of the bed?” 

Momo gasped in full offense, rushing up to start pounding him with her fist. “How dare you! That is so rude! I didn’t need to hear that this morning!” 

“But I like it,” Okarun protested, leaning back and taking the half-hearted blows to the chest, honestly, barely feeling them. He did coo aloud, “It’s cute.” 

“But not at school,” Momo bemoaned, slouching against him. 

“Bummer,” Okarun agreed, his hand coming up and reaching for her.  

Momo shot up, bouncing away from Okarun and pacing about in her upset, dodging the reaching hand that wanted to comfort and hold her. “It’s Turbo Granny’s fault! She just attacked me this morning, wanting to fight me for breakfast!” Before Okarun could reply, Momo continued, “Which is so weird. She’s just been so antsy this morning, and you’re here and transformed!” 

“I missed you,” he repeated. 

“Yeah, I know. But why are you transformed—”

Momo then saw the bit of white in the sky, turning to focus on the distant, full moon. 

“Oh,” she uttered, feeling dumb. That’s right, the moon empowers yokai, meaning Okarun was transformed for today… Momo turned to him warily. “Are you going to school today?” 

“Yes. I ran over to see if you wanted a lift to school.” 

“I’ll take it,” Momo said, “but maybe you should skip.” 

“But I want to spend the day with you, Momo-chan,” he replied, leaning forward to nuzzle her with his big black mouth. 

Momo pushed it back, she refused to be swayed by nuzzles. “You can’t go to school like this!” 

“Then we could skip today, yo,” Okarun suggested, making it clear he was set to spend time with her today. 

Momo hummed at that. That was kinda tempting… 

“No skipping school!” Grandma shouted at the door, glaring at them. “If you do, I'm holding your Ken Takakura dvds hostage!” 

“Hag!” Momo snarled. 

“Bummer,” Okarun mumbled. 

“Uh, let’s just get to school,” Momo grouched, climbing onto Okarun’s back. “Vamola!” she shouted. “Let’s go!” 

“Takakura!” Vamola cried in greeting, running up to join them. She beamed as she was greeted with a gruff, “Yo,” and hopped on behind Momo, wrapping her arms around Momo’s waist, at the ready. 

Okarun took off, racing all the way towards Kami High. As they neared it, Momo cried out, “Stop!” 

He did as bid, skidding to a stop, nearly sending them past the road straight to school. 

Momo hopped off, helping Vamola down. “We’ll walk from here,” she declared. “I don’t want anyone seeing you give us a piggyback ride.” 

“That wouldn’t be the worst thing anyone’s seen from us, yo,” Okarun replied. 

“Uuuuh, don’t remind me of that!” Momo snapped, giving that big black maw a shove. 

“My bad,” Okarun offered. Then tensed. 

Momo and Vamola both squeaked as Okarun grabbed them and leapt away, narrowly dodging the fist that was aiming at them. Looking over, Momo proclaimed, “Evil Eye!” 

“Hi, Jiji!” Vamola greeted with an excited wave. 

The Evil Eye stood, peering at them with a mad smile. “We’re going to play, Okarun?” 

“Yo, it’s Monday,” Okarun said. 

“But I’m out.” 

“But it’s Monday.” 

“But we’re both here.” 

“It’s a school day, yo.”

“Tuesday is also a school day you know,” Momo pointed out. 

“Momo-chan you’re bumming me out.” 

“I’m just pointing out that you picked a school day for your fights.” 

“It was just the first day that came to my mind,” Okarun reasoned, pleading slightly for Momo to let it go. 

Pink hair rushed forward, wrapping around Evil Eye’s wrist, catching his attention. They all looked over to see Aira glaring at them, drawing near to join them. “Evil Eye, you’re not picking a fight with Takakura-kun, are you?!”

“We both out,” Evil Eye stated, like it was obvious. 

“As the leader I forbid it!” 

Evil Eye narrowed his eyes. “You’re not the boss of me.” 

“If you come at me, we’re going to skip the fight this week,” Okarun stated, his maw clacking teeth to stress the point. 

“What?!” Evil Eye cried out in outrage. 

“Ok, while you two sort this out, Vamola and I are going to head to school,” Momo said, taking Vamola’s hand. “Morning, Aira!” 

“Nice bedhead, Momo,” Aira teased, her maw mashing teeth in amusement. 

“Shut it!”

“Messy,” Vamola agreed, poking at a loose strand. 

“Momo-chan, I want to go to school holding your hand,” Okarun pleaded, reaching for her. 

Momo quickly dodged him, snapping, “No way! You’re not going to let go!” 

“WHAAAT!”

Momo had a start as the air whipped around her, Aira suddenly in her face, clashing her teeth. “You and Takakura-kun held hands?!” 

“Aira, we’re dating!” Momo stressed, waving her hands about. 

“And I refused it!” 

“You literally have no say in this!” 

“If I start a fight with you, you have to fight me anyway!” Evil Eye snapped, rushing at Okarun. 

“No way, yo,” Okarun drawled, leaping away.

“Hey, I said no fighting!” Aira snapped, turning to the two. 

“Come on, Vamola! If we hurry we can escape!” Momo exclaimed, taking Vamola's hand and running away. Vamola just smiled, enjoying the chaos of this morning. Made it a very festive Monday.

. . .

It was only ten minutes into the first period and Momo was already exhausted. 

And it was the two yokai youths near her.

Okarun managed to bring Evil Eye to her class, and then tried to stay, wanting to go so far to sit on the ground and try to rest his head on her lap. Flustered, Momo “grabbed” Okarun and booted him out, face red at the few students that got to see him.

But Okarun didn't leave.

He stood outside the classroom window, staring at her and occasionally glaring at the Evil Eye for the audacity to be in Momo’s class. 

She glanced at the other yokai youth, finding he was sticking his tongue, drawing odd doodles on his notes. She mentally noted she'll have to share her notes with Jiji later, if she can focus in class.

Cause it was hard when your boyfriend was being so openly desperate. 

And the whole class could see it. 

To quote her boyfriend, she wanted to go home. 

“Is he really going to skip class waiting for you?” Miko wondered, sparing Okarun a glance. 

“He should be taking notes for us to copy,” Muko grumbled half heartedly. She then teased, “But I guess it's worth it seeing how much he looooves you.” 

“Shut up,” Momo grumbled, glancing over, seeing Okarun now slouching against the glass, staring at her. 

She could hear the girls in class whispering and gushing while the guys snickered. This did not help. What was Okarun even doing? He should be going to his own class!

Finally, the teacher spotted her boyfriend leaning against the class window. After a moment of gawking, she went out, snapping, “Mister Takakura!” 

Momo couldn’t stop the elated jolt she felt at the surname. 

Okarun slowly turned to her, giving the teacher a lazy eyeball. 

“Head to your own class this instant!” 

“But Momo-chan—” Okarun started to protest. 

“Is in class as you should be!”

Momo reached out, her “hand” going out and pushing Okarun to his class. 

“OK, OK, I'll go,” Okarun grumbled. 

But he went slowly .

Momo wasn't sure if it was out of reluctance or spite. Not in the mood for either, she pushed him along to hurry him up, ignoring his grumbles as he was ushered along. 

In Okarun's class, he ignored the chastising teacher to go and immediately slump at his desk, feeling so tired now that Momo was out of sight. He didn’t want to be here, he would rather go home. Or just be with Momo. It was agonizing knowing she was just down the hall from him. If he really wanted to, he could throw his weight around, he could be in there or carry Momo out. They could skip school and spend the whole day together, lounging, eating, kissing… 

“Ew, you’re drooling.” 

Was he? 

Okarun sat up, finding he was salivating a little from his black maw. A big tongue slid out to flick over his maw. 

“Disgusting,” Mai declared, turning to a blushing Rin. “You find this attractive?” 

“Vampire,” Rin mumbled, moving to bite at her pencil, still not quite able to deal with Okarun’s cursed form. 

Mai sneered, turning to him in a jealous fit. “You’re gloomier than usual today. Couldn't leave it at home, could you?” 

“Mai,” Rin hissed, “leave him alone.” Glancing at the teacher, Rin whispered, “I’m sorry, Takakura-san, I don’t know why, but she’s been a little… mean-spirited today.” 

“It’s good, yo,” Okarun eased, slouching back on his desk, sighing out clouds of smoke. “The full moon’s out today, that means all yokai get a boost of power.” 

“Power!” Vamola parroting. 

“Is that why you’re transformed?” 

“Yeah.” 

“A-are you going to be ok?” 

“Maybe,” he drawled.

Rin sent a frantic look over at the teacher before she leaned over, asking, “What’s wrong.” 

“I miss Momo-chan,” Okarun bemoaned. 

Mai rolled her eyes. 

Rin reached over, awkwardly giving him a few pats. “It’ll be break time before you know it?” 

“That’s going to take forever…” 

“There, there,” Vamola said, mimicking Rin's patting.

. . .

Momo had barely stepped out of class when a big, black maw pressed against her in a needy nuzzle. 

“Okarun!” Momo protested, pushing back on him. 

“But I missed you, Momo-chan.” 

“Aaaw,” Miko and Muko cooed. 

“Shush!” Momo hissed. 

“Okarun! Can we play now?” Evil Eye asked, coming to loom behind the two girls. 

“No, I want to spend lunch with Momo-chan,” Okarun stated, near growling in his impatient irritation.

“Okarun?” Momo asked, surprised by the tone. She’s never heard him to agitated in this form. 

Okarun's reply was picking the startled Momo up and dashing away, leaving her friends and Evil Eye in his wake.

“Wha! Okarun!” Momo protested, “Who's going to watch Evil Eye?!”

“Aira,” Okarun answered immediately.

Well, she was most likely going to. She wasn't going to tolerate him being unsupervised. And that's what Okarun was counting on. 

Okarun didn't stop until they were in a secluded section of the school garden. A place he found he could work out in privacy. And now he can settle here with Momo in privacy. He perched himself on a log, settled Momo in his lap and sighed. Now this was what he wanted for today.

“You do realize neither of us have food, right?” Momo voiced immediately, not settling down to cuddle like he wanted.

Okarun hummed at that, feeling a twinge of hunger, but not enough to want to move. His maw deteriorated, letting him deliver an affectionate kiss on her cheek. “Are you hungry?” he asked.

“Yes.” She got up, offering her hand. “How about we get something from the cafeteria to split?”

Okarun immediately latched onto her hand, and Momo noted to try and find something that wouldn't require two hands. She's accepted the reality that she’d get her hand back when Okarun was ready to give it back. 

This was just her life now. 

Her hands were not her own anymore. 

They barely reached the cafeteria when Okarun suddenly pulled Momo back towards him, narrowly avoiding the pink hair that lashed at the air where Momo was. 

“Aira!” Momo exclaimed. 

“This!” Aira pointed at them, “Needs to stop!” 

Okarun huffed in rare annoyance. “Aira, this needs to stop. I’m in love with Momo-chan, not you.” 

Momo gawked flustered, giving him a slight whack. “Don’t say that so casually! I wasn’t ready for it!” 

“Sorry, Babe,” he mumbled.

Aira in turn screeched her own. “Noooo! It’ cannot be so! I refuse!” 

“Haaaaaah,” Okarun sighed, spewing black smoke. “Too noisy,” he grumbled. It wasn’t worth it coming here. 

In the distance, they heard Evil Eye, “THAT’S MY BALL!” 

Aira looked over to the chaos, Okarun took the chance to dart away, Momo still in his arms. Aira turned at the movement, seeing Okarun taking the chance to flee. “Hey!” Aira snapped, “No fair leaving me to watch Evil Eye!” 

Torn between pursuing them or going after Evil Eye, with an exasperated growl, she went after Evil Eye. “That is not your ball! Leave it! No! Drop it!” 

Meanwhile, Okarun wasn’t having an easier time as Momo was having a fit in his arms, tugging at his hair and pushing at his maw. “Okarun! I’m hungry! Food is the other way!” 

With the patience of a saint, the yokai boyfriend took it like a champ, commenting evenly, “I didn’t want our time together interrupted, yo.” He hopped up, perching on top of a chain link fence, turning to Momo with big sad red eyes. “You’re going back to class soon and I’m going to miss you.” 

While Momo would typically coo and swoon at the sweet words of affection, a hangry Momo knew no such adoration.

“Hah?! I gotta starve then?! No way!” She pushed at his maw once more, wiggling to get out of his grasp. 

“Momo-chan,” Okarun weakly protested, quickly dropping down from the fence. He did set her down, watching glumly as she immediately started to walk away. 

“I’m going to go eat! And you’re not going to stop me!” 

“I want to go home,” Okarun drawled, sagging sadly. Still, he followed Momo, unable to just let her go on her own. 

A compromise was made once Momo had food and was content, happily munching on her sandwich. Okarun in turn had his head set in her lap, happy to just be cuddling up. When it was all eaten, Momo slouched back with a satisfied sigh. “That was just what I needed,” she declared. She looked down at the yokai using her lap as a pillow, his eyes closed as he relaxed. She poked his forehead, asking, “You sure you don’t want to eat?” 

“I’m not hungry.” 

“I bet you’re going to get hungry later.” 

One red eye opened, full of playful mirth that was rare to see in this form. “I bet if I’m not, we get to spend an hour cuddling in your bed.” 

Momo raised a brow. “You really want to make a bet about this?” 

That red eye narrowed. “I’m very serious about this.” 

“Ok, ok,” Momo relented, humming to herself as she thought about what to do for her own reward when she won. “I bet if you are, we go to a cafe, my pick.”

“ That’s your prize?” he raised a brow at her, scoffing affectionately. “You just want to feed me.” 

“Well, you’re always feeding me,” she replied, running a hand through his white hair, watching him close his eyes. “Besides, you always squirm when I do and it’s cute.” 

The bell sounded off and Okarun sighed sadly, pressing against Momo, not wanting to leave just yet. He did comment, “Alright, get out your fluffiest blanket when we get home.”

“You better bring your appetite!” Momo shot back.

This time, Okarun did let Momo attend class with no issue, and he himself joined the others. 

Hours went by, and the moon finally faded out, hiding away from the day. By the time school was over, Momo watched in amusement as Okarun approached her, clutching his stomach. 

“Miss Ayase,” he mumbled, “I’m so hungry…” 

“Thought so,” she teased, wrapping an arm around his shoulder, not minding him leaning into her. “Head on home, Vamola! I’ll see you later.” 

“Bye! Bye!” Vamola waved. 

“Come on, Okaruuuun,” she called teasingly, her grin growing as his cheeks flushed. “I have just the place in mind. And you have to accept every bite.” 

“Yes, ma’am,” he murmured, blushing as she led the way.

[weeb-polls-with-pip]

Here is an updated list of competitors in need of fresh pieces of propaganda for their next round.

Remember, you can submit propaganda for any character still in the competition—these just happen to be the ones who only have 1 or 2 submissions currently, and I’d like to avoid reusing propaganda as much as I can (though I know I won’t be able to do this for everyone).

I’ll order them according to how soon propaganda is needed and bold the ones I feel are especially lacking currently.

Edit: I've crossed out characters who have since received propaganda. You can still send more for them if you'd like though. Full list and link to form are below the cut.

(Group 1 – currently competing)

Ayumu Kasuga (Azumanga Daioh)

Constanze Amalie von Braunschbank-Albrechtsberger (Little Witch Academia)

Athena Cykes (Ace Attorney)

(Group 2 – will be the week after above^)

Nico Niiyama (Kiznaiver)

Nagisa Furukawa (Clannad)

Nagisa Momoe (Madoka Magica: Rebellion)

Yellow (Pokémon Adventures)

Kuriko Saiki (The Disastrous Life of Saiki K)

Himiko Yumeno (Danganronpa)

Yuuko Aioi (Nichijou)

Tsubomi Takane (Mob Psycho 100) (her current propaganda is really strong lol, but she just has the one piece)

Maya Fey (Ace Attorney)

Usagi Tsukino (Sailor Moon)

Don Quixote (Limbus Company)

Miho Nosaka (Yugioh)

Ringo Andou (Puyo Puyo)

Alluka Zoldyck (Hunter x Hunter)

Izutsumi (Dungeon Meshi)

Sorawo Kamikoshi (Otherside Picnic)

Satsuki Minazuki (Liar Satsuki Can See Death)

Anri Sonohara (Durarara!!)

Nico Yazawa (Love Live!)

Ahiru Arima/Duck (Princess Tutu)

Miriel (Fire Emblem Awakening) (also has strong current propaganda, just needs more of it)

Yuri (Doki Doki Literature Club)

Biscuit Krueger (Hunter x Hunter)

Maria Inomata (School Babysitters)

Mai Minakami (Nichijou)

Ai Mie (The Girl I Like Forgot Her Glasses)

Nausicaä (Nausicaä of the Valley of the Wind)

Sumireko Usami (Touhou Project)

Shizuku Murasaki (Hunter x Hunter)

Marcille Donato (Dungeon Meshi)

Anisphia Wynn Palletia (The Magical Revolution Of The Reincarnated Princess and The Genius Young Lady)

(Group 3 – will be the week after above^)

Kaoru Seta (BanG Dream! Girls Band Party!)

Kanna Makino (Tamako Market)

Chouko Shizuhata (Oddman 11)

Hikari Kagura (Revue Starlight)

Nafra Ampsey (Welcome to Demon School! Iruma-kun)

Sana Futaba (Magia Record)

Valerie (Pokémon)

Akashi (The Tatami Galaxy)

Miku Hatsune (Vocaloid)

Sayaka Kanamori (Keep Your Hands Off Eizouken!)

Richeh (Witch Hat Atelier)

Saki Hanajima (Fruits Basket)

Konata Izumi (Lucky Star)

Ran-Mao (Black Butler)

Tsubame Mizusaki (Keep Your Hands Off Eizouken!)

Franziska von Karma (Ace Attorney) (currently has 1 piece of strong propaganda)

Nico Robin (One Piece)

Penny (Pokémon Scarlet and Violet)

Sora Kajiwara (Sketchbook: Full Color’s)

Sucy Manbavaran (Little Witch Academia)

Kiyoko Shimizu (Haikyuu!!)

Mai Mishou/Cure Egret/Cure Windy (Futari wa Pretty Cure Splash Star)

Omoharu Nakanaka (Komi Can’t Communicate)

Yor Forger (Spy x Family)

Kirie Motoba (Himouto! Umaru-chan) (currently has 1 piece of strong propaganda)

Riza Hawkeye (Fullmetal Alchemist)

Miae Hwang (After School Lessons For Unripe Apples)

Lotte Jansson (Little Witch Academia)

Bulma (Dragon Ball) (currently has 1 piece of strong propaganda)

Power (Chainsaw Man)

Tooru Taki (Natsume’s Book of Friends)

Suzuno Kamazuki/Crestia Bell (The Devil is a Part-Timer!)

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