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not a glory hole! - chapter 19

an | wahhh we've finally reached the end!! thank you for following along this silly series, it was such a dumb idea in the beginning but somehow i've wrung out 19 chapters of content... i realised in the end that i didn't want this to end on a romantic note :x i hope it reads ok!! look forward to the epilogue soon too! / mlist cw | hangover mention, ageless/mdni (18+)

ushijima returns home at half past three, as he usually does on saturdays. he carries a plastic bag full of hangover drinks and an extra bento from the convenience store.

the apartment is still as he pushes open the front door and places his shoes neatly by the genkan, then puts his court shoes in the cabinet and ventures further into the apartment.

if he listens carefully, he can hear the train whistle on the tracks of the station a five minute walk away, and the laughter of someone playing with their pet dog downstairs. for some reason, ushijima skips switching on the living room lights. 

he walks closer to the window overlooking his balcony. a stream of sunlight cuts through the curtains, illuminating the dust particles that float through it like bits of gold leaf. it almost feels like time has slowed to a standstill, each second lasting twice as long. 

he pauses. 

“wakatoshi-kun?”

the clock starts ticking again.  

you part the curtain and slip through the wall. “what are you doing, just standing there?” 

ushijima turns. 

“are you okay?” your face softens. “did something happen?”

“no, no. i’m fine.”

you laugh lightly and he thinks that fate is a funny, funny thing. if he hadn’t fallen through that wall two months ago (all because he was trying to dust the top of his shelves), he wouldn’t have met you like this.

there’s a special sort of intimacy that occurs when two strangers meet under unorthodox circumstances. ushijima finds you floating in quiet waters. the sky and sea stretch further than what he can see and he wants to stay there forever, trapped in time and space.

“i bought you lunch, if you’re hungry,” he says. 

“aw, thank you! you didn’t have to.” you peer at the plastic bag in ushijima’s hand. 

he wants to learn which brand of detergent you like the best, the minor differences in your expressions when you’re annoyed or deep in thought, all the embarrassing childhood stories you can bear to tell him – ushijima wants to know everything there is to know about you. 

“let’s eat together.”

“okay! i’ll make some tea.” you smile, and disappear into his kitchen.

ushijima moves to switch the lights on. it’s peaceful here, too. there’s the sound of you filling his kettle with water from the sink, humming a song he doesn't know the lyrics to just yet.

he wants to stay here forever.

[ninapi]

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Premise: When you like the guy who likes the guy that likes you, things get a little out of hand, when a triangle becomes a circle not just one gets hurt.

Word Count: 2266

Note/warning: in this series I'm going for a bit of punk Yamaguchi, even if it isn't cannon is just my personal favorite, lol. Also he's bi here, so you've been warned, while this is not full blown yaoi or anything of the sort it does have mention of feelings for the same sex. Nothing hardcore, reader is female.

Chapter 1: Midnight Kisses

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College wasn’t easy, your time off was basically non-existent, if you had any it was mostly to complete your assignments or study for a test, that of course plus the time you had to spend in your part-time at a local coffee shop.

So when your classmate, friend and crush, asked you for help doing his hair, you had to call in sick and forgo sleeping the night before to finish an assignment just so you could hang out with him at his dorm, of course, he doesn’t know any of this.

Yamaguchi Tadashi sits beside you every Thursday in finance class. 

For a while, that was all there was to say about him being in your life, however, his shy demeanor and cool appearance managed to captivate your heart from day one.

The transition from classmates to friends was fairly painless, he was funny and smart, you enjoyed his company a lot and he did as well, you were caring, helpful and smarter than him, meaning you could help him study. Great foundations for a friendship, if it wasn’t for his stupidly good looking face and those cute freckles that don’t even let you go a night without dreaming of them.

Thinking of confessing was pretty much not an option though, as when you became friends you got to learn he’s had an all time one sided crush on his best friend since high school and that friend happened to be his own roommate.

And a guy.

While it did break your heart for a while, you noticed he did like girls after all, he was open minded and gender was not one of his concerns when choosing a partner. So it wasn’t all lost, at least not for you, one sided crushes get old, and if the right person for you comes to your life they can turn to dust. Or that’s what you told yourself at least, to find motivation.

Yamaguchi had invited you over to his dorm a couple of times already and you met this other guy before, while you could appreciate his good looks and how tall he was, he didn’t seem at all like the most lovable guy out there, they barely had a conversation and it was mostly one sided as well, just like their entire relationship. It did make you feel bad for him, but it also made your heart shine with hope. He didn’t seem so hard to defeat and Yamaguchi certainly deserved better than that.

You arrived earlier than expected to his apartment, ended up taking a taxi afraid of being late and Yamaguchi was still on his way back from school; his roommate opening the door for you.

“Um, hi! I’m Yamaguchi-kun’s friend, is he back already? I’m supposed to help him with something today.” the tall blonde just moved to the side of the door letting you into their shared small home.

“He’ll be home soon, stuck in traffic.” he just nodded towards the couch motioning for you to just sit there and wait like a good girl, quietly. But where’s the fun in that?

“Tsukishima-san right?” unwillingly he just nodded once more, unplugging the kettle from the wall.

“Tea?”

“Thank you, that would be lovely.” Tsukki wasn’t used to this type of sunny smiles, while he does have women chasing his every step, he manages to kick them all away as fast as possible; none of them ever caught his eye nor made him want to even chat with them.

But this time was different. He’s heard a lot about you from Yamaguchi and he feels like he already knows you, as weird as that sounds, he didn’t feel uncomfortable around you and that was definitely new.

“I have some fancy fruit tea my mom brought the other day, would you like to try that or green tea is fine?” why was he even bringing this out? He hasn’t even thought of this damn tea for weeks, but now he was suddenly very aware of all the snacks around the house that girls might enjoy.

“Oh I love fruity tea!” a small smile crept over his face, one that could creep someone out if seen up close, but thankfully you didn’t notice. 

“It’s a berry one…is that fine?”

“Yeah that’s lovely, thank you! You’re nicer than I thought you were.” chuckling, you nervously played with the tips of your hair, while you knew you’d be safe with him, this was pretty much the first time you talked to one another and were completely alone in the house just the two of you at the moment.

“Oh? Nah, you got it right, I’m not nice…” sighing, Tsukki shook his head while preparing your tea, then he brought out a tin with cute looking cookies which were not his in the slightest, yet he set a few on a small plate and handed it over to you along with a steaming mug of delicious smelling goodness.

“I mean…just look at those cookies and fancy tea! If you weren’t nice you would have left me here on my own and stay in your room eating all this goodness by yourself.” you were so delightful, he didn’t even think it was possible for a girl to be this nice to be around. No obnoxious questions or loud laughter, no flirting. Your smiles seemed real, you were truly enjoying his treats and company, no insults were needed, he could get used to this even if that on its own was a terrifying thought.

“Alright you got me, just don’t tell anyone…would hurt my reputation...” he laughed quietly and this made you smile even more. He wasn’t as bad as you thought and that was an understatement, he was actually nice and you didn’t mind one bit sharing some of your time with him.

A little under thirty minutes passed before Yamaguchi finally arrived home. He came in panting heavily, his face red with excertion as he kicked his shoes off and ran inside. “(Y/N)?”

“Yams! I’m here in your kitchen!” confused, he walked over to where your voiced echoed from, and was welcomed by a rare sight, Tsukki was sitting next to you on the other stool, both of you holding a mug in between your hands and eating some cookies while talking about turtles. Why turtles though? What did he miss? Was Tsukki smiling just now? He had so many questions.

“Are those…my cookies…?” he let out a loud gasp, an evil looking smirk covering Tsukki’s face immediately. “Can’t give her just tea, you know…I don’t own cute food….” he wasn’t mad at him for giving away his cookies, not at all, in fact he was enjoying how cute you looked with that bunny shaped cookie pressed to your rosy lips, a great use of the cookies he won at the convenience store lottery. What threw him off a bit was that Tsukki had just taken them without asking first, is something he’s never done before at least not with things like that.

“I’m leaving, have practice.” he got up from the stool, though not without giving you a soft smile and a nod before doing so, a rare sight indeed.

“Yeah….um (Y/N) is staying for the night. I think I told you already, but that’s fine right?” a part of him wished he’d get angry, jealous even, he wanted him to look his way, to feel threatened by the lovely girl spending the night with him; and he unexpectedly did look jealous, quite a lot I would say, but not for the same reason he wanted to.

“Yeah it’s fine, I left the air mattress on the couch so she can sleep better there.” when Yamaguchi looked towards the couch the front door could be heard being closed shut as Tsukki left the apartment, startling you, yet what startled Yamaguchi wasn’t the  loud bang but the fact that Tsukki hadn’t just pulled out the air mattress for you, but also set up two pillows, sheets and a fluffy blanket, his fluffy warm beloved blanket, one not even Yamaguchi has gotten to touch before. Just what on earth did he miss?

Deciding on ignoring his friend’s confusing behavior he went back to you who immediately fed him a bunny cookie as to distract him from the entire ordeal, which earned a smile and a giggle from him.

“Thanks, I needed that. Sorry I came home so late I tried getting here faster but the traffic was awful..”

“Don’t worry, I didn’t have to wait for long and that tea was lovely~

So what did you need my help with?”

Yamaguchi’s hair has been getting longer and he wanted to do something fun with it before he had to cut it all off for his internship next year, “Oh yeah! Can you help me bleach the underside of my hair? I suck at it…”

“Sure! Just bleach? Or are you going to color it too?” Yamaguchi truly enjoyed the simplicity of this conversation. It was always like this with you, everything was so warm and cozy, lots of laughs and lingering looks, it felt different for some reason, like the entire opposite of the way how Tsukki is with him, he felt wanted.

“Just bleach for now. I think it’ll look cool. I also have been browsing online for tattoo artists, wanted your opinion with that too.” It’s been in his mind lately how he wanted to do something liberating, something that would mark a milestone, the day he decides to move on from Tsukki, to finally confront reality and be with someone who truly appreciates him and wants to be by his side, romantically, hopefully that person would be you.

“Oh show me, show me! Do you have an idea of what you want already?” scooting closer to him, you looked like a cute little girl trying to look at his screen, it was endearing, made him want to squish your face and made his heart skip a beat or two at the closeness.

“Just some lettering…though still not sure what I want it to say…maybe on my wrist, something I could cover if I wear long sleeves.”

“Oh this one looks nice!” the picture featured stylized lettering with butterflies on top of some letters of the word to accentuate the fancy turns and swishes, making it look like a fairytale title in some book. “Shall we get matching tattoos? It’s such a pretty style!”

This made Yamaguchi blush, his heart fluttering, while he hated the idea of matching tattoos within couples, it was such a pure hearted request it made him smile at the thought of sharing something like this with you.

“You mean like the very same phrase or like you have one half and I have the other?” 

“I was thinking of the first one but I must admit the second one sounds even more cute.” you were blushing too, both of you were sporting a lovely pinkish skin tone, as you both smiled at each other like fools.

“Then lets do it! How about the lyrics of a song we both like? Would be more meaningful and only us two would know what is it about.” this was exciting, you honestly didn’t think he’d say yes, that’s usually reserved for couples, but you weren’t going to complain, is what you wanted after all.

You spent the entire night listening to your favorite bands and taking notes on phrases you both would find meaningful or interesting, eating some pizza and laughing at each other’s silliness until both ended up falling asleep on top of each other on the couch after his hair was done. 

Yamaguchi opened his eyes first and noticed how you were dozing off on his shoulder. Your hand was fisting the side of his shirt while you nuzzled his arm like a cute tiny kitten. Made him want to kiss you, and that wasn’t normal for him. Since he remembers he’s only liked Tsukki, only wanted to kiss him, only wanted him. But you were making his heart burst every few seconds and you made him feel excited about the littlest things, life was brighter, happier, it was something he didn’t want to loose next semester if you end up in different classes. He wanted to move on with his life, to bring you as much happiness as you brought for him.

Unconsciously, he leaned closer and closer until your faces were only inches away, his nose pressed to yours, as he glanced down at you with a loving gaze.

His nose tickled yours and made you stir, though having him this close meant this was certainly a dream right? Why else would he be at a kissing distance? For sure a dream, so why not enjoy it…?...closing the short distance, you pressed your lips to his and he kissed you back right away without hesitating. It was a soft kiss, loving, tender, yet quite intense; lips molding with each other, hands gripping clothing and hair, cute mewls and little moans leaving each other’s lips every few seconds. In all truth you have no idea how long this kiss was, but as soon as the kitchen clock announced midnight, a loud horrified gasp and the front door slamming shut could be heard, Tsukki had come back from practice a bit latter than expected tonight and had witnessed the tail end of the passionate encounter.

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Our Love Story: Don’t Lift A Finger, Love

Nanami Kento x Reader

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(Song Inspiration: Love Someone by Jason Mraz)

Nanami decided to go to your place after his shift. He was glad that he was able to leave early. He has been very grateful to Gojo and Geto since they offer to finish missions for him so he can return to you on time.

You and Nanami go back and forth to each other’s places. It started off slow, keeping a toothbrush in each other’s places after you fell asleep at his apartment after studying one night. He even bought you clothes, facial and specific hair products, toiletries, and even make up to keep at his place. And when Nanami finished his shift, he slowly brought his things over to keep at yours.

He did his normal thing when he came back. Shoes were off, blunt sword against the wall, glasses on the table, sleeves rolled up halfway, top buttons undone, and tie hanging loosely around his neck. He found you in your kitchen, studying intensely for your final.

You were busy this past month. In a few days, you will take your final and your ceremony was a couple of weeks later. You’ve been going to reviews for your NCLEX and tutoring for your sessions. Along with that, you still worked your full time hours at the hospital. He made sure he came back home to you. He made sure you ate, either bringing home food or cooking something he planned for you throughout the day. He did more than you needed him to do. But you knew that he would be stubborn to listen to you when you were swamped to take care of yourself. You always tell them you were alright before he starts doing what he was going to do anyway. You were slowly getting used to him doing anything and everything for you.

“Sweetheart?” You didn’t react. And when he walked closer to you, he could hear the music blasting from your head phones. He pulled it them off your head, making you jump. When you turned around, you smiled widely.

“Kento-kun! Did you just get back?” you asked. Nanami nodded. “How was work?”

“Good,” he answered and took a seat next to you. “Gojo-san and Geto-san took over my last mission.”

“They’re too good to you,” you said and kissed his lips.

“Are you working tonight?” he asked. You shook your head.

“I took vacation for two weeks.” Nanami smiled and you can see that he was relieved. He leaned in and kissed your forehead tenderly.

“Good,” he said. “You have been nonstop. As much as I want you to take a break, I love that your hard work is paying off. I’m so proud of you, sweetheart.” You just want to cry happily from his words.

“You really mean it?” you asked. Nanami nodded. “Okay, let me be for a bit. I’m almost done with these practice questions.”

“Okay, my love. I’ll make us dinner.”

He kissed your lips, yet your body felt frozen. You couldn’t help but let his new pet name for you repeat in your head. It was usually sweetheart, darling, or sometimes dear. Never had he said love. As you placed your headphones back on, you couldn’t help but wonder if there was more meaning to the name. It almost made it hard for you to concentrate.

You couldn’t stop smiling as you were studying. Nanami couldn’t help but do the same thing whenever he looked up at you. He feels at peace when you smile. Your smile is his favorite sight.

“Break time!”

“Food is almost done. I made katsudon,” he said. Your mouth watered. You’ve been craving it for a while now. You put your school supplies away in your living room. You entered the kitchen and started to quickly wash the dishes, but when Nanami saw what you were doing, he immediately wrapped an arm around your waist and pulled you away. You laughed. “Do not lift a finger, my love. I want you to relax.”

You blushed as he brought you to the chair. You sat down and watched him prepare the dish. You watched his back as he was by the stove finishing dinner. You watched him turn on the electric kettle and setting up two tea cups and two teabags. You watched him set up two bowls and he walked over to you with a smile. The smell of dinner made your stomach rumble.

“Thank you, Kento-kun! You are seriously the best.”

“Anything for my girl,” he said and turned back around to grab the two tea cups. You patiently waited for him. Once he sat down, the two of you grabbed your chopsticks and ate. “Is it good, love?” You nodded.

“It’s amazing,” you said. “You make the best meals.”

“Is it missing anything?” he asked curiously. He takes your criticisms seriously. He wanted to make the meals perfect just for you.

“Not this one,” you said. “Maybe more onions but I also loooove onions with this dish.” Nanami took a mental note of it for next time. You looked at him. “But you don’t have to.”

“I want you to have the best,” he said. Your heart wanted to leap out of your chest.

“I love you,” you said.

You and Nanami froze. You quickly turned back around and took a sip of your tea. Nanami watched you, letting those three words sink in. He couldn’t help but smile. He placed his hand on your thigh which got you to turn around and look at him. Nanami stood up and cupped your face.

“I love you too, sweetheart.” You smiled widely. You grabbed his tie and pulled him in to kiss him. The kiss was long, tongues battling each other, with Nanami gently nibbling and sucking on your bottom lip. Once he heard your soft moan, he pulled away. He gazed at your dazed and soft eyes before kissing your forehead. “I love you so much.”

After dinner was finished, Nanami quickly took the bowls to the sink before you could clean up. He held your hand and lead you to the couch, telling you to relax.

“I’m not disabled,” you said, slightly teasingly. Nanami kissed your forehead.

“I know. I just don’t want you to lift a finger tonight,” he said, face stoic yet voice so soft it makes your heart leap with joy.

“Then in that case, I will shower and get ready for the night.” Nanami let out a small smile and kissed your lips. “You’re very kissy tonight.”

“You’re just very kissable,” he said. “Go shower. I’ll go right after you, love.” You nodded, skipping your way to the bathroom.

He found you in bed, laptop on your lap and your iPad filled with notes in your hand. He awed at the sight while leaning against the doorway after his shower. His towel remained around his waist. You looked up and turned to look at him. Your eyes widened and you blushed as you turned your attention back to your computer.

“Studying hard again?” he asked. You gave him a high-pitched hum in response. Nanami picked out his clothes and walked back to the bathroom to change. Your hand was on your racing heart. You let dirty thoughts consume your mind.

“Love, do you want tea?” he asked.

“I’m good for now,” you answered flustered. Nanami nodded and joined you in bed. He took his book from the nightstand and started reading. “So…what is it that you love about me?” Nanami placed a book mark in his book and closed it, putting it back on the night table.

“You being you,” he answered nonchalantly. He watched you react irritably with his reaction. He quietly chuckled to himself before pulling you closer to him, your laptop slipping off your lap and falling to the side of the bed.

“Now is not the time to be cliche with that short answer,” you said with pouty lips. Nanami kissed the top of your head.

"You're smart and beautiful. You prefer to be independent and I love that you let me in your life and allow me to help you. Unlike me, you like to go with the flow of things. You don't exactly plan things out and usually I hate that, but I love it with you. I never planned to keep you close in my life. I was just going to keep it at that after you bought me coffee and bread.”

“I honestly thought the same thing. Then you called me. Checked up on me. Why’d you do that?” Nanami shrugged.

“I felt like I had to. I knew I didn’t have to. With me being a sorcerer, I couldn’t let you in my life. But since I kept letting you in, I at least had to give you an option, right?” You nodded. “You make me happy. When I see you, I feel the tiredness go away the moment I see you smile. When I see you work hard, it makes me want to become a better sorcerer, that way I can protect you. I love everything about you.” You smiled. You held his hand tightly and rested your head on his shoulder.

“You don’t find me like I’m some kind of child right?”

“Not at all. Why? You think a five year age gap is too much?”

“I-I was just curious.” Nanami chuckled and kissed the top of your head.

“Your turn.”

“You’re a serious and stoic man with the biggest heart in the world,” you said. “When I talk to Gojo-san and Geto-san, they love talking about you to me. You’re so caring to the young sorcerers. You make me proud that you are one. You get to be their mentor and they get to fight in battle like you. And I know I never seen you fight, but I don’t have to see to know that you’re one of the best.” Nanami felt a burst of happiness when you said that. “And I love that you’re true to word and actions. You’re honest and loyal. Everything about you is just amazing.” You couldn’t keep his eyes off of him. Something about them sparkled. Nanami rested his forehead on yours, gently caressing your one cheek.

“Thank you,” he said and kissed you softly.

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hii!! since you were looking for some drabbles heres an idea!! R taking care of a sick natasha using the prompts "I thought you said that you were feeling better?" and "I sneezed twice, is that a crime?"

Lemon Tea

〚 Notes - I still have a few drabbles to do yet! This is short but sweet - get it? - lemons are sweet? Yknow whatever. Let's ignore that. Enjoy ;) 〛

〚 Pairing- Natasha Romanoff x Reader 〛

〚 Summary - Nat says she's feeling better but you're not so sure. 〛

〚 Wordcount - > 500 〛

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“Natasha?” You gave the redhead a questioning look from the table when she began pouring the freshly boiled kettle into a cup along with a lemon teabag which had caught your attention immediately. 

“What?” She paused, looking over her shoulder to be met with you folding your arms as you looked her over. 

“I thought you said you were feeling better?” You questioned, continuing to study her whilst she finished making her drink. 

She sipped it slowly, holding the cup with both hands, “What do you mean? I do feel better.” She insisted, but the way the corner of her lip smirked was eagerly giving away her bluff. 

“You only drink tea when you don’t feel well.” You pressed her further, shaking your head a little as you came over to press the back of your palm to her cheek. 

It was lucky you did because it meant you were quickly able to grab the steaming cup of tea from her when her nose suddenly itched. 

“Hh’iishoo! hHeh’ktshhiiew!” 

“Bless you.” You sighed a little, wanting nothing more to wrap her up in a cosy blanket and cart her back off to bed but you knew it wasn’t going to be that easy, “Do you see what I mean now?” 

“I sneezed twice is that a crime?” Nat groaned, rubbing at her running with the corner of her sleeve. 

“No. But you sneezed loudly. Something you only do when you really don’t feel good. Meaning…” You trailed off, eyes staring at her in hopes she’d finish your sentence. 

“Fine, maybe I still feel a little si- Hh’tshiuew! - sick, but it’s fine.” Nat argued weakly, sniffling as she tried to get her nose back under control. 

“Nope.” You smirked in subtle triumph, popping the ‘p’ at the end of your word, “we’re going to go get cosy back under the duvet in our room and you are going to rest. No arguing. I want you to actually feel better.” 

Nat dropped her shoulders in defeat, sheepishly reaching out to take her tea back whilst your arm fell comfortably round her waist, “Okay…” 

“Good! Now let’s go get you feeling better, yeah?"

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11/20-21 akechi deep dive

The body language on Akechi’s model in the 11/21 Shido exposition cutscene is interesting.

When he walks in, he sees Joker’s death certificate on the desk...

... and folds his arms. That’s a defensive move. Maybe he’s in trouble.

As soon as they move on to the next topic—the much-deserved death of the creepy SIU director—his arms drop to their customary position at his side, where they stay for the rest of the scene. (Apart from an evil little dance when he talks about how he’s going to be viewed as a hero who took down monsters now—this is something he is genuinely into, and you can see it when he gets so worked up later on TV.)

Also, he keeps the puppy-dog eyes up all scene. That’s a bit of a tell too, because he does have a more interesting array of expressions he can use with his mask off—he actually seems to be quite consistent about the mask around Shido.

The fact that he’s using creepyfaces on the 20th and is back to his usual mask on the 21st is probably significant. Because there’s a pattern here of defensive behaviour around Joker’s murder.

[lots more images and flailing under the cut]

Let’s have a look at the phone call immediately after the murder:

Hello, hello. Straight out of the interrogation room and straight into a procedure fuckup. Something wrong, Akechi-kun? (He sounds different too—kind of robotic and stilted; compare him giggling about getting to kill the SIU Director at the end of this phone call.)

There’s only one other time Akechi lapses like this, and that is very near the end, when Shido tells him to bump off their customers and he understands the walls are falling down:

And, of course, that lapse, on top of questioning Shido for what seems an inexplicable decision, is what pulls down more Shido rage on him:

“Don’t use my fucking name on the phone!” Of course, Shido wants to get everyone he can dead ASAP, because the plan is actually to take Akechi out. It’s tempting to think this is what Akechi understands at the end of this scene, but it can’t be—he’s too shocked when Cognitive Akechi reveals it later.

back to the 11/20 post-interrogation room phone call

You can trace Akechi’s thought process here through the sprites:

Here’s the empty-faced sprite. “We don’t need to kill them. At least, not yet. Let’s put that on the back burner.” This is Akechi manipulating Shido.

Now here’s the smug sprite: Akechi is enjoying this bit. He genuinely has no liking or respect for the surviving Phantom Thieves, and likely means at least his sentiment here—but, again, he doesn’t seem to want them dead.

And we’re back to the empty-faced sprite, for the big lie to Shido. “I'll do that, when I find it. But really, it’s only a cat.” Another manipulation, because if he tells Shido about Morgana, that order—”Don’t forget to kill that weird cat”—is immediately going to become “Find it and kill it”.

And what happens next? We’re bringing Joker’s “suicide” back up. And Akechi drops back against the wall.

Lastly, here’s the smug sprite again. Killing the SIU Director is a totally different kettle of fish to killing the rest of the Phantom Thieves—it’s something Akechi can and will do immediately, with pleasure. Because by “After School”, the SIU Director is dead.

Something tells me the SIU Director’s shadow didn’t have a very good time.

what does all this mean?

Fucked if I know, y’all. Do what you like with it. What I find particularly interesting here is that there is an obvious range of motives and activities going on. Some of what Akechi is up to here is obviously evil, but some of it is not. There is a lot going on here.

Also, don’t lose sight in all of this that, probably before the day is out on the day of the “Um... Shido-san” phone call, Akechi will try to kill Joker and the rest of the Phantom Thieves, and he’ll put everything on the line to do so. But Joker returning from the dead appears to be the trigger that makes him not only bother with the rest of them, but view them as needing killing.

He’s not going to kill them because he dislikes them, or for fun. They are collateral damage in his war with Joker. Just like all the other people he’s murdered were collateral damage in his war with Shido.

Kids, eh?

omake

Here’s Futaba on how they found out Shido was the mastermind: Akechi gave it away on that 11/20 phone call after the murder. He got to be instrumental in taking down his father after all.

[stelliestell]

if people are going to just screenshot the first image from the japanese honorific Wikipedia, they should really read the whole article. You know, instead of just taking what they see for granted.

(btw i still think concerns about -kun being used to misgender Hibari are valid, since a male identity is more common for -kun and the author seems to view her as a cis male, but claiming that -kun is ONLY used for men is blatantly incorrect. You claim "weebs" are undereducated and yet only read one sentence of a Wikipedia article. Literally the pot calling the kettle black.)

[kaurwreck]

For the numbered writing ask- 22: that is so blissfully self-indulgent?

[ask game: send me a number and i'll share an excerpt of my writing.]

since most of my followers are in the bsd fandom, I'll offer you an excerpt from the kunichuzai wip that I began after the end of s5, with the file title "airport shenangians:"

Kettling his embarrassment into irritation, Kunikida lurched east from the atrium and dialed another number for the second time within— not within nine minutes, but close enough. The phone rang several times. Kunikida turned left at the clocktower and blanched upon realizing Ranpo directed him to… a nursery. For women with children.  The ringing cut short.  “Kunikida-kuuun,” Dazai crooned, syrupy sweet voice curling into a lascivious sigh.  Kunikida glanced about himself, confirmed there was no one to see him (as Ranpo had promised, he thought with a grimace), and slipped into the spacious nursery, locking the door behind himself. He then squandered the space by cramming all 189 centimeters of himself into a nursing booth, sliding the folding door shut as he fell heavily into the padded, low-backed chair. His knees jutted awkwardly, the room too cramped to stretch his legs, but at the very least, there was a table on which to toss his notebook and a snug quietude in which to unzip his slacks.  “Kuniki—?” There was shuffling on the other end of the line, Dazai hissed, in pain rather than pleasure, “Sharp-elbowed chibikko—” and then a charmingly raucous voice sliced through Dazai’s honeyed tone to crow, “Oh, shit, he decided to stay on after all?”  “Not for Chu-uya,” Dazai taunted, sensuality still seeping even into his obnoxious gloating. “Kunikida-kun missed me after all, didn’t he?” Kunikida didn’t need to share a continent with him to see Dazai’s burnished amber eyes and coquettish, lithesome smirk.  “Hardly,” Kunikida groused, roughly unfastening his slacks. “You insufferable, insensate, intransigent, ingrate.”

the actually most self indulgent thing I've ever written is a 9k mdzs fic posted on ao3, an excerpt of which I've offered below the cut.

from stuck in the middle with you (e), summary: 10 years post-canon, Jin Ling decides the best way to let his friends know he loves them is to emulate the pornography he found buried where Lan Wangji keeps his bunnies

Lan Sizhui broke the excruciating silence, “Jin-zongzhu, wh—” “I’m stuck,” Jin Ling interjected, wiggling in place to demonstrate despite the hole being far too wide around his waist. He realized belatedly they likely couldn’t see his hair was caught from where they hovered, baffled, by the door, an unfortunate oversight. “Oh,” Lan Zizhui said, tone perplexed. “Do… you need help getting out?” Ouyang Zizhen asked. Jin Ling began to panic; in the scrolls he’d skimmed, no one had asked the trapped protagonist if he’d needed help. His sworn brother had simply arrived and ravished him, and Jin Ling’s entire plan more-or-less hinged on that expectation. “Young Master, what game are you playing? You’re obviously not actually stuck,” Lan Jingyi interrupted Jin Ling’s frenzied reevaluations. “My hair,” Jin Ling blurted. “My hair is—it’s caught in the lattice. I’m stuck.” “Oh!” Ouyang Zizhen declared, sounding surer than before. Jin Ling wasn’t relieved; he’d given them an actionable explanation for his predicament, but if they extricated him, it’d all be for naught, and they’d continue fondling each other without him. Jin Ling heard footsteps, and then Ouyang Zizhen poked his head around the divider, his brows furrowed in such palpable concern that Jin Ling nearly felt bad about his ruse. Nearly. “Oh, it’s really knotted in there.” “How?” Lan Jingyi demanded, punctuated by his lighter steps as he approached. “What were you doing crawling through the screen?” He rounded the divider and his eyes widened at the state of Jin Ling’s hair. “Seriously, how?!” “Your hair is so beautiful too,” Ouyang Zizhen lamented, crouching down to gently lift the slack of Jin Ling’s ponytail. “We’ll need to be careful untangling it; if it were damaged, my heart would break.” Jin Ling reeled, a fresh wave of panic tightening his throat, “You don’t think it’ll have to be cut, do you?” He hadn’t considered that at all. “We’ll break the lattice before we cut your hair,” Lan Sizhui promised, appearing beside them without having made any sound at all. “It’s already ruined anyway,” Lan Jingyi said, gesturing to the hole. “Did you make that hole?” “No!” Jin Ling retorted defensively. “We were here this morning, and there wasn’t a hole there then,” Lan Jingyi said, fists on his hips. “What could have happened since we left? I thought you were going to walk Fairy while we were gone.” Jingyi glanced around. “Where is Fairy? Did she go to get help?” “…Yes,” Jin Ling lied. Lan Sizhui opened his mouth to speak, but something outside of Jin Ling’s periphery snagged his attention. He cocked his head curiously and walked back around the divider towards the bed. Ouyang Zizhen’s watched him through the latticework and squinted. “Oh, that’s pretty,” Ouyang Zizhen commented lightly. “At least, from what I can see.” That’s when Jin Ling realized with trickling horror that he’d left the camphor box and its scattered contents on the bed. “En,” Lan Sizhui said. “But… is this from the Chief Cultivator? And what’s all—” “Don’t look—!” Jin Ling started, but Lan Sizhui inhaled sharply, followed by an emphatic, “Oh!” Jin Ling would have cursed the entire Nie bloodline if it weren’t already so blighted.

[setagaya-division]

Yorii's Thoughts on Division Leaders

Ichiro Yamada

"Ah, the Big Brother! Man, if you could hear how much Jiro and Saburo sing this guy's praises on a daily basis. I swear, it's like they worship the guy! I mean, yeah, Ichiro-kun is a pretty good guy, but come on! He's not the be-all, end-all, guys! I love my older siblings too, but you don't see me worshiping them 24/7!"

Samatoki Aohitsugi

"Mr. Hardcore, a.k.a. Yokohama's Bad Boy. Ha, are you kidding me? Buddy, it's okay to have a big head, but be careful not to let it get too big. I know that's probably 'the pot calling the kettle black', but I have my siblings to bring me back down to earth when I start thinking I'm the best guy around, which I know that I'm not. But besides that, you may want to cool off on the 'angry at everything' shtick, pal. It makes you seem like an angry chihuahua than a pitbull."

Ramuda Amemura

"..."

Yorii says nothing as he stares at the photo of the fashion designer with his goofy grin on his face. As he stares at the photo, the singer's appearance changes, with his hair becoming pink and his eyes red. He growls and furiously rips the photo in half, still glaring at it as lets it fall to the floor.

Jakurai Jinguji

"Hey, Mr. ill-Doc! I gotta say I was surprised to see his team actually win in the first D.R.B. I mean, who'd have thought a doctor would manage to lead a gynophobic host and a depressed office worker to victory? Besides that, I don't know much about him. Elliot seems to like the guy, but then again, he likes anyone who can impart in him some knowledge."

Sasara Nurude

"Ha, Tragic Comedy! I've seen some of this guy's shows on the Internet, and I'll admit, he's definitely funny! I wonder what it would take to get him to come here to Setagaya..."

Kuko Harai

"And finally, we Mr. Evil Monk, himself. I gotta say, the name certainly fits him, but I have to imagine his fellow priests aren't exactly thrilled with his MC name. Not that I really care. I mean, I rarely visit the temples as it is, so... yeah."

[twilightmalachite]

Machina - Prologue

Author: Kino Seitaro (with Akira)

Characters: Mika, Shu, Ritsu

Translator: Mika Enstars

"My winter break’s already in tatters from the combo technique of the kotatsu and mandarin oranges…"

Season: Winter

Location: Sky Garden

Shu: Why did you make such a thing, Kagehira? Is our current state of affairs that unsatisfying?

Mika: No, that’s not it, Oshi-san…

I was just makin’ my own art. ‘M not tryna deny your art, Oshi-san.

Didn’tcha say you were lookin’ forward to my work…?

But the moment ya saw my work, you got angry. What’s wrong with what I did? I don’t understand, could ya tell me where I went wrong with my work…?

Shu: ……

Don’t disappoint me any further.

Mika: Huh…?

Shu: Kagehira. Even if I cannot convince you…

It must be destroyed. And everything else in this world.

No matter how absurd this end by Dues Ex Machina[1] may be…

I don’t want you to choose the wrong path, okay, Kagehira?

Location: Starmony Dorms Room (Ritsu, Mika's Room)

Going back one week ago. In early January—

Starmony Dorms, in Mika and Ritsu’s dorm room…

Ritsu: … *chew chew*

Ah, mandarin oranges are so delicious. ♪ How are mandarin oranges eaten on a kotatsu in winter just so delicious…?

Do you want some, Mikarin? They’re sweet and delicious~! ♪

Mika: …Hey, Ritsu-kun, about that…

Hm, huh? My smartphone’s goin’ off, its from Oshi-san.

Mika: Hello, Oshi-san?

Yes, I��m doin’ good. After SS I took a break, an’ now I’m devotin’ myself to my next work.

Like ya said Oshi-san, you won’t have t’worry about me gettin’ caught up in the New Years!

So, I’ll be seein’ you next week then. I’m lookin forward t’finishin by the time yer back, Oshi-san! Alright, seeya~♪

……

Nn~ …… Nnnnnn~……!

Nnaah, ‘s no good! I can’t even think of any ideas!

What do I do, Ritsu-kun? Oshi-san will be back from Paris soon, but I haven’t been able to make a thing!

Uu, I lied ‘cuz I didn’t want him to be disappointed in me. Otherwise, he’d be angry at this all…!

Ritsu-kun, won’t ya help me come up with an idea for my work?!

Ritsu: Don’t rush, don’t rush. The entire world is on break for the holiday, so why don’tcha take a break too, Mikarin?

Don’t they say rushing is a waste of time? If you can’t come up with ideas, why work on nothing?

C’mere, warm up at the kotatsu~! ♪ If you join me in enjoying these seasonal delights I brought, you’ll stop caring about being productive… ♪

Mika: Th-There’s no way I could join ya in the kotatsu today! Ever since ya brought it into the room, my time to focus on my art has dropped like a rock…!

My winter break’s already in tatters from the combo technique of the kotatsu and mandarin oranges…

I gotta hold out until the end of break at this point…

Ritsu: Eh~, how gloomy…

Ah well, if I get in the way too much, then you’ll end up getting a new room. I understand Mikarin’s having a tough time, so good luck~.

Mika: R-Right! I’mma do my best and not give into temptation…!

Watch me, Oshi-san! Startin’ now, I’m a recoverin’ artist!

Ritsu: …He headed out in high spirits.

It’s cold out, wouldn’t it be best to think of ideas somewhere warm at least… In terms of art, doesn’t “nothing beats speed” not usually apply?

Though, hopefully experiencing things outside will help Mikarin’s desire to create…

Ah, my water’s boiling.

What poor timing. I wish Mikarin could’ve at least been able to make me a cup of tea before he left.

What’s done is done… It’s a pain, but guess I’ll fetch the electric kettle myself… Oh.

……

I can’t get out of the kotatsu…!

Oh no. I underestimated the magical power of the kotatsu! Mikarin~, come back and take care of me~! At least for the rest of winter break…!

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Dues ex machina, lit. god from the machine; a plot device where a seemingly unsolvable point of conflict is suddenly resolved by an unexpected and often contrived occurrence.

[aeoki]

Machina - Prologue

Location: ES Sky Garden Characters: Mika, Shuu & Ritsu Season: Winter Writer: Seitarou Kino & Akira

TL Note:

A kotatsu (炬燵) is a low heated table with a blanket over the top.

Shuu: Why did you make that, Kagehira? Were you dissatisfied with our current situation?

Mika: No. Don’t misunderstand, Oshi-san.

I was just pursuin’ my own art. I’m not denyin’ yer art, Oshi-san. 

You told me you were lookin’ forward to seein’ it, right…?

And yet, you got angry the moment you laid eyes on it. What’s wrong with it? I can’t understand if you don’t tell me, y’know…?

Shuu: …………

Don’t disappoint me any more than you already have

Mika: Huh…?

Shuu: Kagehira. If you’re still not convinced…

I’m going to destroy it all. I’ll destroy everything in this world.

It doesn’t matter if the end the Deus Ex Machina brings is an unreasonable one.

Kagehira, I don’t want you to choose the wrong path.

< One week earlier. Early January. >

< Seisou Hall. Ritsu and Mika’s room. >

Ritsu: *...Munch munch*

Ahh, mandarins are so delicious ♪ Why are mandarins eaten in a kotatsu[*] in winter so delicious…?

Do you want one? They’re nice and sweet~♪

Mika: …Hey, Ritsu-kun. I wanna ask you somethin’ about that…

Wait. My phone’s ringin’. It’s from Oshi-san.

Hello, Oshi-san?

Yeah. I’m doin’ okay. We got to have a long break after “SS” finished so I’m focused on creatin’ my next work. 

I’m out of the New Year mood, so don’t worry. 

Then, let’s meet up next week in Japan. I’ll be sure to have it all ready by the time you’re back, so look forward to it. Alright, see ya~♪

…………

Hm~... Hmmmmm~...!

Ugh! Nothin’ is comin’ to me!

What do I do, Ritsu-kun~? Oshi-san will be comin’ over from Paris soon but I haven’t made anythin’!

Uuu. I didn’t want Oshi-san to be disappointed in me, so I ended up lyin’ to him. He’ll get angry with me at this rate…!

Ritsu-kun, could ya help me come up with somethin’!?

Ritsu: Don’t worry, don’t worry. The rest of the world is still on holiday because of the New Year, so why don’t you take it easy too, Mikarin?

They say “Haste makes waste”. If nothing’s coming to you, then you don’t have to force yourself to do something.

Come on. Warm up in the kotatsu~♪ If you hop into the winter item I brought in that's only available for a limited time, you won’t have to worry about being productive…♪

Mika: I-I won’t hop into the kotatsu today! Ever since you brought it into our room, it’s made me waste so much time and I could’ve used that time for my art…!

My winter holidays are a mess ‘cause of the kotatsu and the mandarins. I’m not gonna give in to them now that it’s the first day after the holidays!

Ritsu: Ehh~? You’re no fun.

Oh, well. You might feel like moving out if I keep bothering you. I know you’re having a hard time, but do your best~

Mika: R-Right. I’ll do my best not to give in to those temptations…!

Watch me, Oshi-san! I’ll make a comeback as an artist today!

Ritsu: …He sure left enthusiastically.

It’s cold so it shouldn’t be an issue to come up with ideas someplace warm. Telling him it’s better to be rough and ready than slow and elaborate is kinda hard when it comes to making art, though.

It would be nice if the outside gives him some ideas and connects to his creative ambitions, though…

Oh, the water’s done boiling.

What bad timing. Mikarin could’ve poured me a cup of tea before leaving.

Looks like I’ve got no choice. It’s a pain but I’ll get the electric kettle myself…

…………

I-I can’t get out of the kotatsu…!

Dang it. I underestimated the kotatsu’s magic! Mikarin~ Come back and help me~ At least for the winter holidays~

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[panpanicatmha]

ask game -

it's pyjama day at ua. bkdk show up wearing the same subtly nerdy all might pyjamas. all might forces them to take a picture together at the end of the day, eventually becoming both of their lockscreens

OOOOOOOOO, interesting interesting

Pajama day for Class 1-A isn't anything unusual. After all, they see each other in the dorms wearing pajamas all the time. So, as per Mina's suggestion, they all show up to school in pajama day in hero-inspired pajamas.

Todoroki misunderstood the instructions and showed up to class wearing the Shoto pajamas that had come out earlier that summer. Kaminari showed up in Present Mic-inspired pajamas, even going as far as styling his hair similarly and poorly drawing on a mustache. Kirishima, naturally, showed up in Crimson Riot pajamas, giving everyone in class a Crimson Riot sticker. Where did he get them from (seeing as they're not official Crimson Riot merchandise)? Why does he have so many? How did they all fit in his pockets? Nobody knows. Shinso unknowingly matched with Kaminari in a way, showing up to class in Eraserhead-themed pajamas (a black turtleneck pajama and black sweatpants) and the dorm coffee kettle. When Katsuki walked into class, there was a collective sigh of defeat. Mina scolds him for not wearing a hero-inspired pajama, to which Katsuki responds with a "fuck off, Pinky." His pajama was one the class has seen every now and then: a black sleeveless tank top with striped pants, colored black, white, yellow, red, and blue. "Good morning everyone!" Everyone recognizes the voice instantly, heads snapping towards the door, wondering how far Izuku went with the-- The class collectively blinks twice. Izuku was wearing...Katsuki's pajama? "Deku-kun," Uraraka starts, breaking the silence. "Didn't you get the message in the group chat?" Izuku blinks twice, clearly confused. "Uh, yeah, I think so. It was about pajama day, right?" he asks, pulling out his phone. "Guys, I have a great idea. For pajama day tomorrow, how bout we all wear hero-inspired pajamas?" He glances up from his phone. "And then there's a bunch of people agreeing. Did I miss something?" Mina frowns. Izuku didn't miss anything in the group chat. "No, you didn't," Uraraka says. "I guess we're all just surprised that you didn't wear something that...stands out more." "Oh!" Izuku's eyes light up the way they usually do when he's about to talk about heroes. "This is official All Might merchandise, actually! It came out as a limited edition set last summer. There were only 25,000 of these sold in Japan. I almost wasn't able to get them!" Mina's eyes widen and snap towards Katsuki, whose face was glued to his phone, ears sporting a bright crimson flush. "Blasty! I didn't know you were such an All Might fanboy like Mido," she teases, wiggling her eyebrows when he makes eye contact with her. "You have it too, Kacchan?!" Izuku exclaims, rushing over towards him. "That's so cool, we're matching!" Katsuki doesn't meet Izuku's eyes for long. "Yeah, I guess," he mumbles out, fingers absently tapping at his desk. Before Izuku could say anything else, Aizawa walks into class and they all take their seats. Mina doesn't miss the way Katsuki's ears and neck remain a rosy hue for the rest of class, while Izuku keeps glancing over from the chalkboard to Katsuki's back, a soft, fond smile on his face.

----

When All Might shows up at the dorms to join the class for dinner (an almost weekly occurrence for the class), he asks to take pictures of everyone in their hero-inspired attire. Once he notices Izuku and Katsuki's unplanned coordination of outfits, he insists that they take a photo together (despite Izuku's flustered "there's no need!" and Katsuki's grumbles of "no fucking way" and "die"). Once All Might is about to leave, Izuku quietly approaches him and mumbles something to him. All Might smiles and nods, giving him a thumbs up. After All Might has started down the path to the faculty living quarters, he hears his name being called out. To his surprise, he finds Katsuki, whose hands are shoved deep into his pockets, shifting nervously back and forth. "How can I help you, young Bakugo?" he asks. After a moment of silence, Katsuki mumbles out his request. For a moment, it takes All Might by surprise, but he quickly flashes a grin and another thumbs up. "I'll be sure to have that sent to you tonight." Katsuki mutters out a "thank you" before hurrying back to the dorms. Ah, All Might muses. Young love.

----

That night, Izuku and Katsuki go to bed with new phone lockscreens, a warm fluttering filling both their chests as they drift off into sleep.

[renewedmotionforjudgment]

Fic Preview: Pot, Meet Kettle (of Vinegar)

The Princess Royal & Story of Kunning Palace Crossover

(Aka me procrastinating on doc review at work)

(No real plot, just vinegary vibes)

(Making up fake Chinese history and norms up as I type)

For @dreamyklutzsblog

In which the junior preceptor of Da Qian makes a visit to Da Xia. “Greeting to your majesty from the junior preceptor of Qian.” Li Rong heard Xie Wei before she had a chance to see his face.  This was, of course, nothing unusual.  Being a woman of rather petite stature, she was used to cranking her head upwards to converse with men.  Unless they were, of course, kneeling. (Pei Wenxuan, once in a fit of pettiness, had placed her favorite book on the top shelf of his study.) From her vantage point, she saw her father momentarily squinting his eyes, as if seeing double, and a rustle of whisper from her uncle to Su Rongqing’s father.   “Zhen is confident that Xie Daren will find Da Xia most hospitable.  Taizi!” “Erchen zai” “You will show Xie daren what this country has to offer.” Li Rong wondered what trap her father is trying to set for her brother now.  Perhaps “conspiring with official from a foreign nation” might finally be an excuse enough to strip her brother of his title. Maybe she should meet this Xie Daren.  

[cross-armageddon]

Kaii Kotebiki's Birthday 2023 Special Lines

Hayato: Hey, hey, it's finally the day!! You're still our youngest Prince, but you get to be the same age as Maru and Ikuo now! ...For the next few months, of course.

Ranmaru: You've definitely made some progress since we've met you, Kotebiki. Keep it up, hm?

Ikuo: You've been complaining about the cold weather since November, so we thought of a gift together. It should be perfect for you.

Hatsune Miku (Prima Vista): Stay... Everyone is staying behind for longer... Stay with us, please..?

Ichika: Kaii, I bought you a gift... Huh? W-Why are you looking at me like that..? Is the "Complete Virtual Singer Compendium" a bad gift..? Who knows, maybe you'll need it when you mee- W-When you go to a Miku concert...

Saki: Ichi really isn't taking any tips on how to be the older one with Kaii-kun... Well, I can do that for her then! I've learned enough from Tsukasa, hahaha!!

Honami: Oh, so Kaii-kun doesn't like coffee as a drink... But this tiramisu I baked should be fine, right?

Shiho: Saki keeps saying she wants to dazzle Kaii with her presence and... I feel like that would just intimidate him instead of make him happy... Not everyone can follow up on Tsukasa's antics, Saki... Don't pretend to be him...

Kaii: The guys had given me a nice tea mug set with a bunch of warming tea flavors... The issue is that I don't have an electric kettle in my room, so I'll have to buy my own to enjoy them.

[blazeoflife]

@autonomousxselves sent: “You must be really bored if this is how you chose to spend your night.” -Ken

ABSOLUTELY UNHINGED COMEDIC RELIEF / accepting

"...It isn't my fault that I am craving hot chocolate." Junpei turned to look down at the youngest member of SEES. He had a mug ready to go, with whipped cream on the side, and waiting for the water to boil in the kettle on the stove. "At least I'm not out doing bad things. Though, Ken-kun, I don't see you spending time in your room. Did you want a cup?" Junpei asked, knowing that it was very rare for him to actually see Ken and be able to talk to him for more than a minute or two.

"I think we have enough cocoa for a couple more cups." Junpei looked inside the big container and tried to deduce if there truly was enough for them.

[ittetsuspecs]

My first ukatake drafts in my notes! :D

Written on 23 Sept 2020

Edited 2 Nov 2023

Lips stain (implied sexual things?)

They had been together for a while now.

Their first time having sex was at Takeda's apartment, away from the school and Ukai's parents. It was mild; frotting, fingering, lots of kiss here and there, no penetration but still good.

The first time they did penetration sex, at a hotel a bit further from Miyagi, Takeda can only go for one round. He was exhausted as soon as he came and can't go on anymore that he almost fainted. Ukai cleaned him when he was asleep, tossed the condom in the bin, and joined Takeda to sleep.

Ukai was scared too to be honest, he never done it with a guy. He had one or two experience with girl, but that's it. He never had any serious relationship before. Mostly it's just a highschool crush things, when they needed to focus on exam or anything school related, they'll broke up, usually it's something like that. They probably just want to make memories of their third years.

But this is Takeda Ittetsu.. the one he truly love and cherish; this gentle, kind and supportive man, helping him through and through despite their differences. He wanted to cherished him in every way he could. Helping him coach the Karasuno team is one thing, but Ukai had never been absolute serious in a relationship before.

He never felt a burst of butterfly in his stomach when he sees Takeda's bright smile when he provide him coffee whenever he came across the shop, he never felt so agitated waiting for the man to walk in front of the shop every morning, when he felt a brush of touch on the shoulder when he gets too close in drunken stupor, never felt his cheek flaming when he bent down to pick up the ball, his shirt loosely revealed his lean stomach, after the training was over.

Ukai is helpless.

Takeda is undoubtedly straightforward. He noticed how Ukai is different from the first month he coach the kids; he gradually changes. Sometimes it's fluctuate, but it's still there; the slight change in him.

Takeda asked him if any of the kids ever makes him uncomfortable (even he highly doubted it because they were all good kids, even Tanaka or Nishinoya who acted a bit like thugs but they're not!) Ukai laughed.

“What're you sayin' sensei? The kids are okay. They never dare to cause problem with me. Even if they did, Sawamura will take care of em.” he said.

“Oh,” he said, relieved. “I've probably overreacted,” he laughed along with Ukai.

How domestic, Ukai thought.

Takeda took off his glasses, to sip his served tea. Chapped lips on the brim of the cup, sipping silently, then apart, a breath escaped his now wet lips. He noticed Ukai's stare, yet his vision is a bit blurry. He lifted his glasses, the clinked sound seems to snap Ukai out, he flinched a bit.

“Ukai-kun?”

“W - What?”

“Why are you looking at me like that?”

“I wasn't.”

Takeda smirked. It's fun teasing Ukai in public. He goes all bashful and red but in private, he'd tease back and ravish him with stupor over a simple wink. Takeda knew. He knew how dangerous yet exciting it is to tease him. He wanted to explore everything. He wanted to see what he will do if Takeda were to stole a kiss in public.

But they both know better; to be caught in a homosexual act in a small town could forever shattered Ukai's name and threatened his position here. Takeda lowered his lashes, somber, reaching for the kettle instead.

“Here,”

He refilled the cup.

“Have a drink.”

The warm cup pushed towards Ukai, subtly shifted where his lips has been directly facing the other man. Ukai knew. That spot where Takeda's lips has been. He brushed the cup briefly, taking it with two hands, a sip; a drip, trailing down his chin; to his nape.

“Shouldn't have drink too fast.” he chuckled lowering his voice.

And his thumb brushed the edge of his lips, down, to his bare nape; tracing the sweet tea; but his eyes never leaving Ittetsu, he dipped his eyes lower, lashes almost brush his cheek. He caught the little shift in Ittetsu: the glint in his eyes; his thigh drawn tighter and the way he bit his lips.

“You must be thirsty, Ukai-kun.”

It is not the tea he craves.

“Very.”

End?

[moonlight404-translates]

A3! Izumida Azami | R - Vitamin Fruits Ice Cream | Translation

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Disclaimer: Neither English nor Japanese is my native language, but I did my best with the translation. If you find any mistakes, feel free to tell me. By  the way, Director’s name will be Izumi.

Sunburn Police / 1

Omi: Would you like some barley tea, Director? It’s pretty cold.  Izumi: Wow, thanks! It’s like barley tea was made for summer~.  Omi: The ones from bottles are good, but they are different from those boiled in a kettle.  Azami: … Omi: Oh, Azami. Do you want to drink barley tea?  Azami: Yes, thank you.  Azami: …There’s intense sunlight today as well.  Izumi: Do you have to go outside?  Azami: I’ll go shopping with Yuki-san in the afternoon.  Izumi: Oh, okay. Be careful with the heat.  Omi: The temperature might be this high for our futsal game next week.  Izumi: Ah, right. The soccer club will have a match.  Azami: Yeah. That’s why I bought this to prevent sunburns.  Izumi: Is that the new sunblock that came out?  Azami: It’s the one with the best ratings on #CosmeticReview.  Azami: They say it’s lightweight despite being an SPF 50, and you can get it for a good price. That got me very interested.  Izumi: It sounds good! I might buy one too. Azami: In that case, would you like to put some sunblock on after this? I wanted to try it as soon as possible.  Izumi: Thanks!  Azami: You have to put some on you, too, Omi-san. No ifs or buts.  Omi: Roger.  Izumi: Putting on sunblock is quite a big deal. I forgot to put some on me yesterday and got sunburned when I went outside for a little while.  Azami: Say that again? You can’t forget to do that.  Izumi: I-I did put some on my face, though!  Muku: After all, it feels cooler indoors!  Hisoka: I’m melting…  Omi: Would you two like to drink some cold barley tea? Muku: Yes, please!  Hisoka: Thanks.  Izumi: Were you two exercising outside?  Muku: Hisoka and I were hanging out in the courtyard until now.  Hisoka: Only me and Muku at first, then… the cats joined.  Muku: We were running in circles with them. And before we knew it, we were already sweating!  Izumi: It’s nice you were playing, but don’t forget to hydrate yourselves.  Omi: It seems to be very hot today. So here is your promised barley tea. Muku: Thank you! Hisoka: Glug, glug… Aaah. Azami: By the way, you two put on sunblock, right?  Muku: Ah, now that you mention it… Hisoka: …We didn’t. Azami: Are you kidding me?! You have to put on sunblock when you go outside in this season!  Muku: W-We’re sorry!  Hisoka: …But we weren’t outside for so long.  Azami: It doesn’t matter if it's just a short time. You have to put some on.  Azami: You two must be careful because your skin is quite fair.  Hisoka: …What a problem.  Omi: Aw, come on. Don’t say that.  Muku: Uugh... Someone like me who forgets to put on sunblock should just get sunburned like a burned toast and crumble away...! Izumi: Muku-kun, you don’t have to worry about it that much! Look, I forgot to put some on me yesterday too! Azami: Geez… 

Sunburn Police / 2

Tasuku: …Huff.  Izumi: Ah, Tasuku-san took the ball!  Kumon: And he send it to Tsuzuru-san. Nice pass!  Tsuzuru: Fushimi-san! Omi: Got it. Azami, I leave the rest to you!  Azami: ‘K.  Kumon: Go, Azami! Get in dribbling!  Izumi: You can do it! 

Izumi: Well done, guys! Here, some drinks.  Tasuku: Thanks. Tsuzuru: Thanks for coming to cheer us on. Banri: It’s a good thing that we won.  Kumon: Banri was surprisingly good today! I’ll give you some praise! Banri: What do you mean by surprisingly? Also, you're strangely smug. Omi: Then, what about joining us for the next? Tasuku: Baseball and soccer are both games played with a ball.  Tsuzuru: Yeah, but no. There’s a clear difference between those two.  Azami: Hey, make sure to put on sunblock today.  Banri: Yeah, yeah.  Omi: Oh, right.  Tasuku: Look, I have it here.  Izumi: Ah, that sunblock…  Azami: It’s the same as before. I bought many of them and gave one to everyone.  Izumi: That’s just wow…  Tsuzuru: That’s how very thorough he’s on everything.  Omi: I wouldn’t put on sunblock if it weren’t for Azami.  Tasuku: I get that. Izumi: I bought the same, and it feels so nice to put it on.  Azami: That’s why it only has good reviews.  Azami: …Kumon, did you put some on, too, right? Don’t take it easy just because you’re cheering.  Kumon: Yep! I put it on in my face and arms and legs too!  Tsuzuru: …But Kumon, don’t you have the back of your neck a bit red? Kumon: What? Izumi: Ah, don’t tell me… Kumon: Woah, this is bad! I forgot to put some on my neck!  Azami: Hey… You have to put it on your whole body—.  Banri: Well, there’s nothing he can do now.  Izumi: Everyone can get careless, you know!  Omi: It’s easy to forget the neck. Use ice packs to cool it when we’re back.  Kumon: I’m terribly sorry, Azami~! I swear I won’t forget it ever again!  Azami: … 

Azami: Geez, all these guys… don’t care enough about sunburns.  Taichi: Aw, come on. Don’t worry that much about it!  Banri: Yeah, not many guys care about gettin’ sunburns in the first place.  Azami: There are many of those here, even if they’re actors. I wish they would at least be careful with sunburns.  Azami: There should be sunblocks all over the dorms to get that—.  Taichi: Hey guys, look. This came out when I searched for sunblock.  Banri: “A machine that sprays sunblock on all your body in 10 seconds”? Heh, that sounds like a mist shower.  Taichi: That has some innovative high-tech!  Azami: …This is it.  Banri: What? Azami: If you use this, you won’t leave a part without sunblock…!  Banri: Hah? Dude, just think how much this might cost.  Taichi: There’s no way Sakyo-nii would approve this amount!  Azami: Maybe Tasuku-san and Chikage-san can make a similar one. I’m asking them!  Banri: Is he serious?  Taichi: I want to believe this is something that even the repair club can’t make.  Banri: …Please.