#gekikara

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when japanese high schoolers go mad

matsui rena as gekikara in majisuka gakuen (2010-2011) // chiaki kuriyama as gogo yubari in kill bill vol. 1 (2003)

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Izana with Gekikara!reader

•At first he didn't know how crazy you were and he was wondering how you got the scars under your eye.

•You acted like an ordinary normal person in his presence.

•But after some time in your relationship, he saw you with a broken nose and abrasions on your face. He was angry. Who dared beat his girlfriend?!

•Of course, he began to demand the names of your offenders and you had to tell him the truth.

•He didn't believe you. How can his precious, beloved Y/N beat and fight with someone? As a result, you brutally beat the nearest passers-by so that Izana would believe you.

•To your surprise, he “liked” your cruelty. He was so excited when you broke that passerby's arm.

•You have become part of Tenjiku and occupy the position of Heavenly Queen. The other gang members wondered why the boss's girlfriend had joined their gang, but they didn't dare say anything to Izana, with the exception of Kakucho.

•After you proved yourself in battle, many began to fear you. Mochi and Shion wondered how a girl could be strong and crazy, and the Haitani brothers and Mucho began to respect and admire your cruelty.

•Izana finds it strange that you solve umbrellas and break pencils.

•Asks you not to beat up your opponent so much when you once again find yourself in a juvenile detention center.

[nauratwily]

I can hear her laugh tho 😂😂

I’m having so much fun on killing people !! Gekikara. Four Heavenly Queen. Rappappa.

[moodr1ng]

i gotta rewatch majisuka gakuen..

[soimort]

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TXT CHOI LINE AS . . . MY CURRENT FAV RAMENS !!

🍜 ミ⁠●⁠﹏ ͘ ࣭⸰ SPICYSPICYSPICYSPICYSPICY!!!!

p — NONE | g — crack, slight fluff, j choi line headcanons | w — mentions of food, overall p bad bc this was just a random headcanon in my mind

a/n — yippie 😋😋 I love these ramens pls and this was a pure shower thought type headcanon lmfaoo 😭 there's no planning 4 this I hope you enjoy

YEONJUN — GEKIKARA RAMEN (EXTRA HOT)

starting off strong w/ my boy yeonjun 💪💪 look, if any of you haven't tried gekikara ramen, UMMMMMM. it's so good like.

it comes w two seasoning packets, a chili oil &a sugar and sesame seed type packet? I guess that's what makes it slightly sweet as well. you're supposed to combine everything in a bowl and throw the cooked noodles on top and mix, and the whole ramen and it's components reminded me sm of yeonjun 😭 because he's such a sweetheart, kind of like the sugary sesame seasoning, but then the occasional chili oil that slaps you in the face and you're like, “damn. yeonjun is fine asf.”

the overall taste isn't too spicy, there's a balance of everything and it's really delicious. which also reminds me sm when yeonjun performs on stage. he so flawlessly executes the entire choreography, you can tell this guy knows his shit, the way he distributes his energy throughout his entire body and knows how to captivate the audience at the same time ✋✋ jeogiyo noona yeonjun 🫦

shameless promo go try this ramen. (and try yeonjun if u can. ok I'll stop sorry.)

SOOBIN — ORIGINAL SAMYANG RAMEN

this one's got a soup base, and it says a lot that soobin is the only one out of these three who gets associated with a soupy ramen.

when you think soupy, you think comfort, you think relaxing, like a warm bowl on a cold day. the flavoring isn't anything that hits you and you're crying and reaching for a cold glass of water, but instead it's like, “wow, I could get used to this.” it's slightly salty, but you won't taste that unless you've boiled the soup down to a certain consistency where the seasoning is concentrated.

the veggies really add to the flavor too— like they have a certain aroma that they bring to the ramen. every clip I've seen of soobin when he's not performing is always something that makes me feel so happy, I'm always smiling at the screen until my mom looks at me like 🤨❓he's got such a cheerful aura to him, where he's super soft and cuddly, despite being like 6'1 ‼️‼️‼️ (😵‍💫😵‍💫)

there's this one clip of him where they're playing the headphone screaming game (LMFAO IDK WHAT ITS CALLED), and the word was “i love you” in korean, and he was so happy when he figured it out that he was screaming “I LOVE YOU? I LOVE YOU !!” like so happily n’ pouty, and I couldn't stop giggling and feeling so nice inside. and that's why I paired him with a soupy ramen 😋😋

try it, it's yummy yum yum

BEOMGYU — BULDAK (2X)

finally we have buldak. last but OH HO HO (🎅❓) DEFINITELY NOT THE FUCKING LEAST 😭😭 a dipshit. an asswipe. can you see that I love beomgyu.

ironically, buldak is my fav ramen out of these three. my family's banned me from consuming it like thrice (before they conveniently forget ab said ban &the cycle starts again) because it's SO unhealthy for you— and even I agree. me, certified buldak lover. and beomgyu biaser.

it's just so spicy but I've had it sm, I'm used to it so it doesn't burn my bootyhole anymore— and the characteristic of “spicy until you're crying and screaming pain” is so beomgyu. countless clips of this boy where he's annoying the fuck out of everyone, and I want to be like on the side of everyone being annoyed and be like “so true he's so annoying UGH 🙄” but I can't help but giggle because I find it cute.

he's such a little shit, I love watching it on screen. that's also another reason I put out so many cocky!beomgyu fics because I can't get enough of this boy being the biggest, hottest douchebag anyone's ever seen.

and I know it's been like 3 years since blue hour era but I still have NOT gotten over beomgyu mocking yeonjun's line— it was esp hilarious 4 me because I started doing that right before I saw the clip too 😭 so maybe I'm beomgyu coded, who knows.

but anyway, beomgyu, buldak, delicious but painful, don't eat it if you have a weak stomach 🤧🤧

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#5

i have this like one hc that pro-hero work involves a lot of traveling, especially in the beginning. they move here for six months and then there for four and then here for 14 and so on, just to get experience out in the field.

so it only makes sense you and bakugou end things, right at the start of his career.

and it's okay. it is. bc you both love each other and you know that, know that it's not ending bc of any huge, terrible fight that makes you enemies of one another. all the memories you'll carry can stay gold, not tarnished by anything other than the bittersweet distance.

getting used to it takes a little time, that's all; before he was your boyfriend, he was your friend, first and foremost. someone you had inside jokes with and had similar interests you could talk to about for hours, things that you only did with him and no one else. things only he knew. and not getting to tell him exciting news about college or ask if he saw the limited edition, golden age all might nendoroid they're releasing at the end of the year...sucks. it feels wrong, like these are things he's supposed to know, no matter what. things you're supposed to talk about.

you call him five months into his eight month nagoya contract and he doesn't answer. you think maybe he changed his number and didn't tell you, bc he doesn't actually have to anymore. bakugou has always been good about self control, keeping to himself, and it wouldn't surprise you if he's written you off without a second thought—bc this is how it's supposed to be when you break up with someone.

it's not until the next day that you get a text, late in the evening.

[9:26 PM] did you mean to call me

of course you did, but maybe you shouldn't have. hearing the line ring over and over again—it's cemented the realization that he's not thinking about you anymore. that he's moved on and you should too and he probably doesn't want to hear whatever if is you want to talk about. he'll probably just think you're weird. clingy.

yeah, but it's nothing important [9:32 PM]

he reads it immediately and—nothing happens. and you think that's it. hopefully you didn't come off too passive aggressive and now he thinks you're mad that he didn't answer. maybe you should have put an emoji, the little smiling one with the hands to show no biggie ! maybe you should have just said that, or that you couldn't remember the name of that hiking trail you did together two summers ago, but then you googled it and didn't need him anymore. or something.

he calls at 10:03.

your heart is in your throat when you pick up, beating like crazy bc you haven't heard his voice in a while. "uh, hello?"

and he hesitates too; his drawn out inhale doesn’t go unnoticed. "hey."

there's a brief period of silence on the line, some light shuffling on his end. sounds of cars passing, the rare honk of what traffic lingers this late at night. the wind scratches by, audible, and you shiver despite being in your own bed. you imagine him under a dim streetlight, fully outfitted.

bakugou huffs, "you called me?"

"yeah," you blink and sit up, though you don't know why. maybe because this needs your full attention, or because you don't want your voice to get muffled by your pillow. "i was just, uh—my roommate. she asked me if i've ever been to gekikara gourmet festival—"

"oh my god."

it's the exasperation in his voice that makes you laugh, so vivid, exactly as you remember it, and you can picture the face he must be making. "i know, i was like 'oh boy, have i'."

"d'you tell her you puked—"

"—with my head between my knees while sitting on that kiddie slide, yes i did."

he snorts, just the way he did as he patted the back of your head that night, awkwardly, standing beside you with a fist at his side. "told you not to try those fucking noodles."

you agree. "they were making even you sweat, i don't know what i was thinking."

it had been one of your first official dates, and you think all the spicy food didn't help with your restless nerves. it always felt stupid, looking back on it, to be so afraid; you'd known bakugou forever, and the only difference between that night and the many you'd spent before as friends was that he'd kissed your temple, lips red from spice and all. it was just bakugou, you thought. what was there to be anxious about?

and now the silence is making your stomach turn.

"yeah," you continue lamely, "nothing important, it just—made me think of you."

he doesn't say anything. if it weren't for the distant slam of something—a trash can lid or car door—you would think he hung up. he's always had a hard time with his words and you don't really even understand why he called instead of texting. if there was something he wanted to say to you, you aren't sure he could.

"so, i guess i'll let you—"

"y'got a roommate now?"

"uh, yeah." something ugly in your stomach wants there to be jealousy in his tone, and you shake your head to be rid of the thought. because it shouldn't matter. "she's in a couple of my classes. big fan of, like, kpop and stuff."

he snorts again and you can imagine the roll of his eyes, bright with amusement despite the frown on his lips. you love that look on him; so content that it felt out of his character, something he wanted to hide. being the cause of it has always been so sweet. "different apartment?"

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909 notes - Posted June 18, 2022

#4

today i am thinking about. like. soulmate/arranged marriage au with bakugou.

it's common to get married once you find your pre-destined other half, bc there isn't anyone else out there for you, anyway, and it takes a little while for you and him to come across one another. late twenties even, and by this time, you're both so sure you're defective and that it will never happen and have given up completely on ever knowing what love is.

(you — a painfully average human being — having to be pried from your car after a minor accident. by pro-hero dynamight. and he touches you and you touch him and an oven timer goes off in your head. some box is checked deep inside your heart. both of you, at the exact same time, think: oh. it's you.

and then you're left standing at an intersection, awkwardly staring at one another as you're swarmed by media and fans and the other driver of the car, who is demanding all your insurance information.)

your wedding night is — boring; you sleep with your back to one another and don't say much beyond half-hearted conversation. he looks angry or deep in thought 99% of the time, frowning, and even though you knew that from seeing him on tv for years, it's more intimidating up close and in your face.

dynamight — bakugou — is gone a lot of the time, with work, leaving you alone in his nice three-bedroom more often than not. it's comforting almost, because you don't particularly feel anything for this man and you're allowed to expand in his space without being under his metallic gaze, making it your own as you please.

it's not unusual for you to fall asleep without him in a big, empty bed, untouched and unbothered — though he doesn't do either even when he's in it. he keeps his distance and you want him to, for now at least; you kissed once during the ceremony and a handful of times after that, when it felt right: after he made you dinner, two weeks into your marriage; when he got in from dubai after being gone for 12 days; you met kirishima and ashido recently — finally, they said — and he'd surprised you in the garage afterwards, leaning a little more into it than he typically does, though you think his two, small glasses of something amber and sweet at dinner might have helped with that.

not this morning though. because you'd been more than half asleep and hadn't even noticed him all night and therefore weren't even prepared to say goodbye. a hand at on your shoulder, maybe, before he left and then —

and then mina called. to tell you what happened. what hospital. how bad it was.

"he's uh—" you're blank, voice lost under the chatter of the emergency room, blinking at the receptionist in surprise. all the beeping and the squeak of shoes across the linoleum, the hurried instruction and calls for clear! are making you — "bakugou, he's uh—katsuki is—"

you're feeling a lot of things, and nothing, all at once. mostly regret, furious with yourself at the simple fact that you didn't even wake up properly to tell him goodbye, to have a nice day, that you never do. it's been almost half a year and you haven't even called him by his first name to his face, haven't given him permission to call you by yours. he's never seen you naked and you've been too scared to know if you even wanted him to.

you've been complacent in the distance and now it's getting further and further, as a machine flatlines just down the hall.

"my wife,"

when you turn, katsuki's standing across the lobby, peeking out from a room that's much quieter, that looks less intense. half of his face is bandaged up and his arm is in a sling, but — he looks —

"she's my wife," he croaks again, and mina appears, too, cringing under the heated glare he gives her. "told you 'm fine."

you feel a lot of things, all at once, but when he fixes you with his sleepy, half-lidded gaze, blinking soft and slow and gentle, you think: oh. of course it's you.

919 notes - Posted September 6, 2022

#3

oh me, oh my, the cowboy bakugou brainrot that i have HAD. i've decided he's perfect for it. 100% has it down pat. whew doggy. can you IMAGINE him in his levi's and his soft cotton tee and his square-toed work boots hello??? HELLO???? and a HAT goodbye

he's like. okay so he's this guy from your teeny home town, right. someone you knew in high-school, maybe weren't friends with but had classes together and had friends of friends of each other. and he was always kind of an asshole and had a truck by the time he was like 16 and never could go out on the weekends or stay out late bc he was always helping his dad. and he never left -- but you did.

and you come back on a random night, for whatever reason, and your old friends take you out to some local bar that you can't believe is still up and open and running and. he's there. little drunk and loud and so fucking handsome. tan from working outside, fit from lifting hay and roping horses and his hands are rough and maybe a little dirty and he's just in a shirt and jeans but god. he looks so good.

and he's so smooth too. all "fancy seein' you here" and "looks like someone grew up right", smells like fresh cut grass and sharp aftershave. pats your hips to get your attention. oh yeah, you're going home with him. no doubt. he still drives that fucking truck, single cab, and before he even can get out of the parking lot, he's got a hand up your shirt and his mouth on yours and he's got to physically strap himself in so he can drive back to his house.

and he's great and rough and you can't believe the best sex of your life is from this country boy from back home. wild.

but. he's still kind of an asshole. and by the morning, he's grouchy and not as smooth and leavin' by the crack of dawn bc he's got shit to do. the little chickens in his yard are talking outside his window while you get dressed, maneuvering around his home as carefully as you can. being in there alone, knowing he's probably ready to be rid of you -- makes you feel like you're doing something wrong. so you call your friend to come get you, sitting on his porch -- that he built himself, by the way -- and just. watching him. out in the field, sheepdog running behind him and the horse he's riding. he's got his hat on bc the sun is fully out by now and beating down on the back of his neck and you can tell he's already sweating.

he lives a little further out of town than you or your friend realized, so you're just waiting when he comes back to sit beside you on the porch, all quiet. his dog comes up too, relishing in all the attention you give him until bakugou pushes him away, telling him to get on.

he doesn't smile as much now that he's sober, just frowns at you. "didn't think i'd see you 'round here again."

the dog comes back and you don't care. you scratch at his fluffy ears anyway. "didn't think you'd notice i was even gone."

he snorts, boots scuffing in his gravel drive as he shifts. "don't be dumb, 'course i noticed."

and you two weren't friends in high-school, hardly ever spoke to one another. maybe saw him in the hallway or thanked him when he opened doors for you. sat in front of him in class or next to him on those rare friday night football games he got to go to, when it was starting to get cold and he would give you the carhart off his own back just 'cause you were shivering and he ran hot anyway.

and he still does, beside you on the porch. when you look up from his dog, he's peering at you with all that heat, tipping his hat up a little to see you better.

"got eggs 'n shit, if you're hungry. if you wanna --" he lifts the bottom of his shirt to wipe at sweat on his brow and yeah. yes. whatever he's gonna say. yes. "if you wanna stay and eat."

good thing you got no phone signal out there, bc you didn't really wanna leave anyway.

1,184 notes - Posted May 16, 2022

#2

look. i just. want to talk about bakugou after your first big fight. bc i think he eventually becomes the type of person that knows when he's being too mean but he still can't stop. like you say one thing in defense to him and he takes it a step too far and immediately thinks, why the fuck did i say that—and then you get angrier and so he gets angrier and his inner monologue is just like shut up shut up shut up shut up before you say something you don't mean literally stop.

and so maybe he leaves, just to cool off.

not in the middle of the fight, but it's not resolved either. there's a lull between the little back and forth quips, all the "well i'm not saying that you—" and the "no, you're fuckin' saying—", the "don't cuss at me, katsuki—" and the "then don't talk to me like 'm—" and then it's silent. he's got more to say and so do you—but at the same time, he's just. over it. whatever started the argument in the first place has been left behind, anger moreso stemming from what's happened since the first shot was taken (by him, of fucking course), and he doesn't want to fight with you of all people. not you.

and the longer he's gone, the more it just spins around and around in his head. everything he said and the way he said it and why he said it, why the fuck did he say it. bakugou is—he's too used to fighting, too good at it bc that's all anyone has ever done with him. that's all anyone has ever shown him, that irritation, that push-back, that quick judgement and eventual avoidance. fed up with it. with him.

by the time he comes home—if he can call it that anymore—he knows it's over. he knows this is the part with the "i just don't think it's working out—" and the "really can't handle this right now—", the "you're an asshole—" and the—

and the worst of all is just the abandonment. the worst of all is when he'll come back to that apartment and you'll just be gone. you'll come and get your things over time, stuffing it all into cardboard until there aren't any traces left. until all that's there is the walls and the carpet and the frame and just. bakugou. alone. again.

but he walks through the door and you're just—there. washing some dishes, folding the laundry, poking at your phone because you can't sit still. and you frown at him with a little crease between your eyebrows, bc you're still mad and he knows this is it, this is when you look him in the eye and you tell him—

"i can't find the tv remote."

".......y'always lose the—the freakin' thing. did you check under the couch?"

"that's the first place i looked."

and you stand up to prove you're not sitting on it and he shakes out the throw blanket you were using and sticks his hand between the couch cushions and he finds a bunch of coins, a sock, that pair of underwear he took off of you the last time he had a night off—and the f—reakin' tv remote.

and you rest your forehead on his chest and you're pouting and you mumble out a, "thanks," even though you probably don't want to. you probably do a lot of things you don't want to do, with him. because of him. things you probably don't want to do anymore because you're fed up. and this is it. this is it.

"i love you, jerk."

when you wrap your arms limply around him, he doesn't say anything. because he can't. he can't shut up when he wants to, and he can't speak up when he wants to, and it's something you're probably tired of, maybe, he's not actually sure, but you let him bury his face into your hair and you pretend you don't notice that he's trembling just a little and that you can feel his racing heartbeat through his back.

bakugou doesn't say anything, because he can't, so you just lean into him a little more and you say,

"still love you."

and you pretend not to hear the deep inhale that he takes or the little groan he lets out, and you pretend not to feel the clench of his jaw or the barely-there wobble of his chin. and you say,

"still gonna choose to love you."

because you don't love him by accident. even with his irritation and his push-back, his smart-ass quips and his angry language. you see it all and you see him and you still say,

"always gonna love you."

and that's how bakugou knows where his home is. what it is. that's how he knows it's you, of all people.

2,514 notes - Posted April 15, 2022

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i keep going back to this thought of like adult, pro-hero, brick-wall-of-a-man bakugou still being just so insecure. like he works hard for his body and he's not stupid, he knows that it's strong and is what it needs to be for his line of work, for being a pro, for protecting those that he loves—but he's always had an issue with...people.

yeah, as an older man, that's fallen away some and he's learned to let go of all the little battles he wants to start, how to ignore challenges that aren't there, but he's still bakugou, and people have this perception of him and his personality and attitude and he knows it's not unfounded, but...what good is there to say about him, really? that he's got a fit body? big fucking whoop.

a hot body isn't what's gonna keep you around.

and it's frustrating, because you smile at him and laugh at the shitty things he says and you forgive him, even when he can't apologize, and you understand the space he just needs sometimes. there are days when he wants to sleep alone because he'd done it all of his life, until you came around, and there are days he doesn't want to speak—to you or anybody—because every little thing is grating on his nerves, there are days when he wants to get out of the house and fuck off to hike, somewhere far without cell service, and only come back once he's sweaty and tired and in need of a shower.

and that's—he's not stupid. who wants to put up with that? him, and all that he entails? all you have to just accept, because he doesn't know how to change it.

it's not as if he doesn't want to spend time with you; some days that's all he wants. your attention, your touch, your little affections, your approval. a reminder that you do still love him, even after everything, and yeah, you say it every night and every morning and before you hang up the phone, but—what about all the times in between? even when he wants to be alone, he still thinks about you, too much maybe, for how much space he's willingly created for himself.

the face you make when you eat something too soon from the oven or when you pretend not to cry at some stupid movie. the shirt you wore last thursday and how well the color looked against your skin. how warm you are first thing in the morning, when he rolls over to make sure you're still there. what you smell like right out of the shower—do you smell like him, on the days you wear his shirts out of the house? does it make you think about him, too, all day? do you even like the way he smells or the way he dresses? how he cuts his hair or the shoes he wears on casual days, when he doesn't have to go work and he's not having dinner with his witch of a mother?

you're...attracted to him. right? gotta be, because if you aren't then all you have is his personality and that—there's just no fucking way. you've gotta be, because you kiss him and touch him and bother him in the shower and sometimes he looks at you across the table and you're giving him this look that drives him fucking crazy and—he's just bad at asking for things, for anything. 'specially for you.

sometimes you make him feel like a virgin fucking schoolboy, that doesn't know how to touch or be touched and so he does petty shit, little things that are supposed to drive you crazy, too. not like he really knows for sure, because the minute you look too long when he's shirtless, he wants to launch his own embarrassing ass off a cliff. he'll never admit to it, but yeah, he eats strawberries that way on purpose, messy while watching you, and he stands at the edge of your bed in a low-slung towel until he's nearly dry, just furthering some mindless conversation so that you'll stay awake and looking at him. when he's at the gym, he'll send a snapchat he took way too long posing for, just to respond with a "yeah", or he'll pretend he doesn't know why it's a big deal that he decided to forgo boxer briefs under his sweatpants.

bakugou wants to be wanted, but he doesn't know how to make himself worth wanting, and doesn't know how to ask either—but he's learning; placing his face between your shoulderblades when he wants you to turn to him in bed, resting his forehead on your knee when he's sorry and can't say why, drawing a heart on a sticky note, quick and shitty, before he has time to get embarrassed, nipping at the skin under your earlobe when he wants you, the blush on his cheeks probably searing into the skin of your neck.

insecure but trying, trusting. isn't that what love is anyway?

4,197 notes - Posted March 23, 2022

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Kataomoi Wazurai (Unrequited Love Sickness) - CY8ER lyrics and translation

ᵁˢᵘᵃˡ ᵈᶦˢᶜˡᵃᶦᵐᵉʳ: ᴵ’ᵐ ᵃ ᴶᴾ ˢᵗᵘᵈᵉⁿᵗ, ⁿᵒᵗ ᶠˡᵘᵉⁿᵗ, ˢᵗᶦˡˡ ˡᵉᵃʳⁿᶦⁿᵍ. ᴵ ᵃˡˢᵒ ᵗʳʸ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵗᵒ ᵈᵒ ˡᶦᵗᵉʳᵃˡ ᵗʳᵃⁿˢˡᵃᵗᶦᵒⁿˢ ᵇᵉᶜᵃᵘˢᵉ ᶦᵗ ᶜᵃⁿ ᶠᵉᵉˡ ˢᵗᵃˡᵉ. ᴵᵗ’ˢ ᵐᵒʳᵉ ᶦᵐᵖᵒʳᵗᵃⁿᵗ ᵗᵒ ᵐᵉ ᵗᵒ ᵖʳᵉˢᵉʳᵛᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ᶠᵉᵉˡᶦⁿᵍ ᵗʰᵃⁿ ᵗᵒ ᵍᶦᵛᵉ ʸᵒᵘ ᵃ ᵇᵒʳᶦⁿᵍ ᵈᶦʳᵉᶜᵗ ᵗʳᵃⁿˢˡᵃᵗᶦᵒⁿ. A song for Valentine's Day about trying to work up the courage to confess to your crush during the rainy season, promising yourself that when the sky clears, you'll finally do it! Preview here Full fansub here Gifsets will be in my gifs tag More translations Like my J-Pop translations? Donate to my ko-fi or become a Patron.

Translation, romaji, and kana below ˖⁺‧₊˚♡˚₊‧⁺˖♡︎˖⁺‧₊˚♡˚₊‧⁺˖

My chest is squeezin’ tight like I’m in love Drip-dripping like endlessly pouring rain I’m startled by my own pounding feelings Even today you’re moving on while I’m stuck in place The gap that feels close enough yet so far I can’t reach Hey, wait, wait, wait up! Unrequited Love Sickness I like, like, like, like you! Oh, the agony of puppy love I like, like, like, like you! I wanna tell you I like, like, like, like you… Crush Confession Choke! I like, like, like, like you But I can’t say it out loud! I’ve got it bad for you I like, like, like, like you! Oh, the agony of puppy love I like, like, like sukiyaki, grilled mochi jealousy I wanna eat it up Eat it before it gets cold! My pulse overlaps with the endlessly drip-dripping rain I’m startled by my own pounding feelings Maybe if the rain stops, I’ll tell you I couldn’t say it, I’m such a wimp I hope my feelings reach you Hey, wait, wait, wait up! Unrequited Love Sickness I like, like, like, like you! Oh, the agony of puppy love I like, like, like, like you! I wanna tell you I like, like, like, like you… Crush Confession Choke! Will it reach you? Rainy season of love, clouds scattered above the Yamanote Line Cumulonimbus Momentum enhancing my love luck on the Saikyou Line If you think about tomorrow’s weather, it’ll surely be sunny The weather report predicts love These bursting feelings are a hurricane You see, life is non-stop, there’s always one more thing to play and learn I’m in a daze dreaming of you while I mix spices, Super Spicy Sobbing 15Q Every time I can’t be open with you, I cry like a baby and say bye-bye to who I was yesterday I wanna see you soon Look, look! I saw a rainbow, so I’m on my way to you now It’ll take me a little bit, but please keep waiting for me ˖⁺‧₊˚♡˚₊‧⁺˖♡︎˖⁺‧₊˚♡˚₊‧⁺˖ mune ga kyun te suru koishiteru mitai potsuri potsuri furisosogu ame dokiri dokiri takanaru kimochi

kyou mo susumu kimi tachidomaru watashi chikaku tooku kanjiru kyori wa todokisou na noni todokanai

nee matte matte matte matte yo kataomoi wazurai suki suki suki suki su no koiomoi wazurai suki suki suki suki desu kimi ni tsutaetai na suki suki suki suki su no kokuha kyu…

suki suki suki suki desu nante ne ienai kedo!

daisuki desu

suki suki suki suki su no koiomoi wazurai suki suki suki sukiyaki yakimochi yai chaushi tabetai na samechau mae ni tabete ne watashi no kodou to kasanaru amaoto potsuri potsuri furitsudzuku ame dokiri dokiri takanaru kimochi

ame ga agattara kimi ni tsutaetai na ienakatta okubyouna watashi no kimochi kimi ni todoku to ii na tte

nee matte matte matte matte yo kataomoi wazurai suki suki suki suki su no koiomoi wazurai suki suki suki suki desu kimi ni tsutaetai na suki suki suki suki su no koku hakyu… todoku kana

koi no baiyu zensen kechirasu amagumo yamanotesen sekiranun renaiun koujou no kiun sou saikyousen ashita tenki ni nare tte omoeba zettai hare tenkeyohou wa renai moyou hajikeru kimochi wa HARIKEEN

hora jinsei madamada NONSUTOPPU da shi asobi ni benkyou ni mou hitotsu SUPAISU mazetara kimi ni muchuu da yo gekikara goukyuu 15 Q sunao ni narenai maikai nakimushi kinou no jibun ni BAIBAI ima sugu ni aitai

hora hora niji ga mieta kimi ni ai ni yuku yo chotto ne jikan kakaru kedo zuutto zuutto matte ne

˖⁺‧₊˚♡˚₊‧⁺˖♡︎˖⁺‧₊˚♡˚₊‧⁺˖ 胸がきゅんてする 恋してるみたい ぽつりぽつり 降り注ぐ雨 どきりどきり 高鸣るキモチ 今日も进むキミ 立ち止まるワタシ 近く远く感じる距离は 届きそうなのに届かない ね��まってまってまってまってよ カタオモイ ワズライ スキスキスキスキスの コイオモイ ワズライ スキスキスキスキです キミに伝えたいな スキスキスキスキスのこくはきゅっ… スキスキスキスキです なんてね言えないけど！ ダイスキです スキスキスキスキスの コイオモイ ワズライ スキスキスキスキヤキ ヤキモチ 妬いちゃうし 食べたいな 冷めちゃう前に食べてね ワタシの鼓动と 重なる雨音 ぽつりぽつり 降り注ぐ雨 どきりどきり 高鸣るキモチ 雨があがったら キミに伝えたいな 言えな��った 臆病なワタシの キモチ キミに届くといいな って ねぇまってまってまってまってよ カタオモイ ワズライ スキスキスキスキスの コイオモイ ワズライ スキスキスキスキです キミに伝えたいな スキスキスキスキスのこくはきゅっ 届くかな 恋の梅雨前线 蹴散らす雨云 山手线 积乱云 恋爱运 向上の机运 そう埼京线 明日天気になれって思えば绝対晴れ 天気予报は恋爱模様 はじける気持ちはハリケーン ほら人生まだまだノンストップだし 游びに勉强にもうひとつ スパイス混ぜたらキミに梦中だよ 激辛号泣 15Q 素直になれない毎回 泣き虫 昨日の自分にバイバイ 今すぐに会いたい ほらほら虹が见えた キミにあいにゆくよ ちょっとね时间かかるけどずーっとっずーっと待ってね

[richardsondavis]

Yakuza Date Night by Gekikara

I am quite peeved by this work at the moment. It's that scene of distrust where you and her gets ambushed by the Feds but she warmed up when she saw that you work for a company that is owned by a friend of hers.

It's just that moment irks me. Scenes where people start to distrust other characters in fiction just feels off to me. I get it but it's not necessarily great for me. I'm more used to seeing the consequences of the betrayal rather than get suspected of betrayal.

[thetoamaster]

Wha huh I totally didn't forgot I used tumblr

Anyways here's a comic studies assignment.

Renenet is an oc by @gekikara please support them they are really cool

[senseisy]

You're still beautiful sweetie. Gekikara's face ohh god !!

[littleeyesofpallas]

GEKIKARA Bunkakouryuu[ゲキカラ文化交流]: Extremely Spicy Cultural Exchange

[ruka-eru]

AKBChibies (Christmas Special Pick-up lines)

During Christmas Eve...

After Dinner, Around 10 PM...

It seems that all of them are preparing to celebrate Christmas as Takamina will stay overnight at Acchan’s place because their families will celebrate Christmas together. Similar with KojiYuu, SaeYuki and MariMii. While on the other side, Rena will stay at Jurina’s place for the whole Christmas week because her parent will be outstation for a while.

AtsuMina Not So Cute Pick-up Lines

It seems that their parents are still at the dining table and having a conversation while AtsuMina is sitting near the Christmas tree.

Acchan: “Nee, Minami...”

Takamina: “Nani?” *look at Acchan*

Acchan: “What do you want for Christmas present?” *smile at Takamina*

Takamina: “Umm... I want a big bowl of Chicken Katsudon!” *said with excited face + while moving both of her hands*

Acchan: “Oohh~ You really like that food that much nee..?”

Takamina: “What about you, Acchan?” 

Acchan: “Umm.... I think I already received a very special Christmas present this year!” *smile widely to Takamina*

Takamina: “Really?!” *shocked* “And what is that?” *suddenly feeling curious*

Acchan: “Well....it may be Jesus’s birthday, but I’m the one receiving the gift of your presence. You are the one that a very special Christmas present for me this year!” *said in happy tone + suddenly hugs Takamina tightly*

Takamina: *Blush heavily + move down her head*

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KojiYuu Not So Cute Pick-up Lines

Yuko: “Nyan-nyan~ Can I take your picture?”

Haruna: “Umm? For what you wanna take my picture?” *curious face + tilted her head*

Yuko: “Because I wanna show this to Santa what exactly I want for Christmas~”

Haruna: “......” *Blush + redden ears*

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SaeYuki Not So Cute Pick-up Teasing Lines

At Kashiwagi’s place, it seems that the boyish girl keeps teasing the black aura girl without stopping.

Yuki-chan: “Sae-chan!! Gimme back my present!” *chasing Sae all over the house*

Sae: “Catch me if you can~ Yuki-chan~~” *keep running with full energy*

Yuki-chan: “You will be on the naughty list you know if you keep being like this!” *keep chasing Sae*

Sae: “You know what Yuki-chann..?” *suddenly stop and looking at Yuki*

Yuki-chan: “What?” *also stop when saw Sae stop*

Sae: “Let’s both be naughty this year and save Santa the trip!” *give mischievous smile to Yuki + continue running with her present*

Yuki-chan: “NO WAY!!” *starts throwing Christmas ornaments to Sae*

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MariMii Not So Cute Pick-up Lines

Mariko: “Miichan, what are you staring at? I noticed that you have been staring at the tree for 10 minutes now...” *curious + gets closer to Miichan*

Miichan: “I think.... there has something missing on the top of the tree...” *hold chin + pointed at the top of the tree*

Mariko: “Umm? Nani?” *confused + look at the tree*

Miichan: “Shouldn’t you be on top of the tree, Angel?” *grin*

Mariko: “Mou~!” *blush + slap on Miichan’s arm*

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wMatsui GekiCenter Not So Cute Pick-up Lines

As usual, Rena turns into Gekikara without reason again. It seems that Jurina’s parents are busy cleaning dishes in the kitchen, while Rena and Jurina are in the living room at the moment.

Geki: “Hihihi~ Nee...neeee.... Okotteru~? Hihihihi~” *biting nails + give creepy smile to Jurina*

Center: “Please stop Ren-chan. I’m very tired today... I won’t entertain you right now...” *keep helping to decorate the Christmas tree*

Geki: “Hihihi~~~ Neeee~~!!! Me, Geki!!! Hihihihi~Hahahahahah~~~” *start to become crazier + grab candy cane and break it*

*Prakkk!!*

Center: “NO!!” *quickly stops Gekikara*

Geki: “Hihihihi~~~Hahahaha~~~ Nee....neee... Okot—teru~?” *suddenly take one of candy cane again + starts suck it*

Center: “Geki! Stop it! I need to finish this decoration now! You should help me! Enough breaking the candies already!” *getting mad + keep decorating the tree*

Geki: “Hihihihih~ Okotteru nee~~?” *slowly sit on the couch + keep sucking the candy cane*

Center: “Yes! I am mad if you keep breaking the candy!”

Geki: “Neee~ neee~~ Jurina-chan~” *suddenly calls Center by her first name*

Center: “Eehhh?!! Nani?” *shock + suddenly stop what she’s doing now + look at Gekikara*

Geki: “Come and sit on my lap because..... I’ve got a special gift just for you... Hihihi~~~ Hahahahaha~” *give creepier smile + shows a sharp Candy cane to Jurina*

Center: “Oh my God... you are so creepy now Rena-chan! I don’t think I will survive until Christmas time if I follow your command...” *shiver all over body + slowly move her body far away from Gekikara*

Geki: “Nee~ Nee~ Where you wanna go~?” *starts biting nails again*

Center: “Ta-da!” *shows melon-pan to Gekikara*

Ren-chan: “Melon pan~~!! ❤” *happily snatch melon-pan from Jurina + eat it*

Center: “Nee... Rena-chan~~ You know what..?” *slowly sits beside Rena*

Ren-chan: “Umm?“ *tilted head + curious face*

Center: “Like candy canes and Christmas...” *shows candy cane to Rena* “You and me were mint for each other~” *chuppp~! + kiss Rena on her cheek*

Ren-chan: “.........” *blush heavily*

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TBC