#mina suzuki
Explore tagged Tumblr posts
Text
Btw, those aren't the only Knitwear Club characters I've picrewed, and I'm fully open to sharing *headcanons for some of them.
*In this context, "headcanon" just means details that in all likelihood won't make it into the canon work but which I still find meaningful to their character and journey.
#Knitwear Club#original fiction#Michael Suzuki#Nate Doane#Blair Wright#Bettina Suzuki#Johann Suzuki#Akira Suzuki#Mina Suzuki#Anastasia Khenbish#Theories and Headcanons
0 notes
Text
My OC's MBTI
I decided to take the MBTI test to find out the MBTI of the few characters, imagining myself in their place. And here are the results I got (for older and young generation)
Old gen:
Nanami: ENFJ
Nobuko: ENFP
Lena: ENFJ
Akemi: ENFJ
Hana: ISTJ
Hina: INFJ
Young gen:
Nayeon: ESFP Arisa: ENTJ Riko: ENFP Mina: INFJ Lili: ESFP
#my ocs#mbti#nanami watanabe#nobuko tsurumaki#lena miyawaki#akemi yamato#hana myoui#hina takami#kim nayeon#arisa minatozaki#riko aida#mina suzuki#lili
1 note
·
View note
Text
this show is going to slap
#stardom#mayu iwatani#mina shirakawa#tam nakano#maika#natsupoi#natsuko tora#aja kong#sareee#momo watanabe#saori anou#hanan#lady c#yuna mizumori#kaoro itu#saki kashima#saya kamitani#saya iida#fukigen death#suzu suzuki#mei seira#azm#help i put so much effort into getting all the names in the alt text and then the tags. and then it deleted half of them lmao#this is what you get. sorry#anyway i shuffled the match cards in the order of which matches im most excited about
20 notes
·
View notes
Text
Who is your favorite recurring (guest) wrestler on AEW?
If you have any more recurring wrestler suggestions, let me know, and I will add 'em to the next poll. The wrestler must be non-AEW/All Elite but appear in AEW /ROH shows/PPV
#Minoru Suzuki#Matt Cardona#Hechicero#Zack Sabre Jr#Mistico#Mina Shirakawa#Zack Sabre Jr.#ZSJ#CMLL#STARDOM#NJPW#New Japan Pro Wrestling#NJPW World#AEW#All Elite Wrestling#All Elite#ROH#AEW Dynamite#AEW Rampage#AEW Collision#Ring of Honor#poll
24 notes
·
View notes
Text
I can't do it dude I quit. I don't wanna follow wrestling any more it's too much
7 notes
·
View notes
Text
Mina Shirakawa: "You think Nakano is ugly, right? How about Shirakawa?"
Suzu Suzuki: "Shirakawa? Um… your boobs are big."
Mina Shirakawa: "Ha! That's all?!"
#mina shirakawa#shirakawa mina#白川未奈#voluptuous venus#the venus#we want mina#wewantmina#exv#e nexus v#world wonder ring stardom#stardom#スターダム 女子プロレス#neo genesis#suzu suzuki#suzuki suzu#鈴季すず#joshi#joshi puroresu#pro wrestling#wrestling#japan#japanese
4 notes
·
View notes
Text
i hope queen got her belts back.
1 note
·
View note
Text
READY OR KNOT | 2 | TODOROKI SHOUTO x READER
SUMMARY: Todoroki Shouto is so unsettlingly beautiful, you’re certain he has to be an omega. That is, until a chance encounter with a pushy alpha reveals you were incredibly mistaken—and the surprises don’t stop there. Shouto's suddenly mystifying behavior adds another layer of complexity to an already confusing inter-agency investigation. It would be so much easier to figure things out—and suppress your growing feelings—if only Shouto would stop being so strangely attentive to you... TAGS/WARNINGS: pro hero au, fem + afab reader, omegaverse, alpha shouto, beta reader, misunderstandings, courting behavior, slightly case fic-y, undertones of sexual violence (not between main pairing), aged-up characters, eventual smut, 18+ minors please dni! LENGTH: 4.9k, 2nd of 7 chapters
It turned out it was not so easy to forget what had happened with Shouto. Especially when Monday morning rolled around, and with it, some very pressing questions about the party.
Mina found you first thing in the morning, already up to your eyeballs in the case file at your desk. A frown marred her pretty mouth as she rounded the corner into the case analyst area. She neatly dodged your deskmate’s ginormous stack of paperwork, nearly as tall as she was, eyes homing in on you like dark little missiles.
“I heard about what happened with Suzuki,” she said, looking you over with uncharacteristic concern. Her eyebrows were drawn, her features pinched. It was an expression that didn’t overtake her cheerful visage all too often. “Are you okay?”
You blinked up at her, the name escaping you for a moment, until you matched it up with the support alpha from the party on Friday. Your lips downturned in reflexive distaste.
“I’m fine. You must have heard that Shouto scared him off,” you answered. “All he really managed to do was imply some stuff.”
Mina’s eyebrow twitched, like she had more questions on that, but she dutifully adhered to the matter at hand first. “I did hear that and we are going to be discussing that in a second. But that doesn’t mean you’d still be okay with everything that did happen. I’ve got a meeting with HR about Suzuki this afternoon, and I’m thinking of firing him.”
You jolted, a quick pang of guilt striking through you. Firing him. That seemed a very intense option.
You thought Suzuki was an asshole, sure, and you remembered all too well the horror that had overtaken you as he’d reached for his belt. But you also knew he had been drunk out of his mind—drunk enough that he thought you were an omega of all things, somehow perceiving things that weren’t even there.
You’d thought about it a lot this weekend, running over the events in your mind, and while the whole incident left a sour taste in your mouth, you thought Suzuki probably had been close to alcohol poisoning considering how strongly he smelled of Tetsutetsu’s horrible drink. He wasn’t exactly sound of mind, the lines a little blurry.
You’d never waylaid anyone like that while intoxicated, but you had done and said your fair share of things you regretted when you’d sobered up. You didn’t know what to think.
You looked up at Mina, finding her watching you consideringly. “No?” she asked.
You scrubbed a hand over your face, unclear what the right thing was. “I saw him and he was like, really not all there, Mina. I think he should be punished for sure, but what if you gave him a warning that if this happens at all again, he’s gone?”
One of Mina’s eyebrows arched. “Shouto said he was holding you against the wall even after you said no.”
You could feel your nostrils flare in anger at the memory, the feeling of that hand against the wet patch on your shoulder, unbudging.
“He did, but he also thought I was an omega, Mina,” you said. “I think he was close to alcohol poisoning, actually. He hasn’t caused any other trouble like this, has he?”
Mina shook that head of wild pink curls. “No, he’s been a model employee thus far. But I still don’t like it. That’s not what the Pink Riot agency is.”
A sigh filled your lungs. The support of Mina and Kirishima was enough for now. “I don’t like it either. But he was drunk, and nothing did actually happen, thanks to Shouto. Give him a warning that any other tiny slip up means firing, and I will be satisfied.”
Mina looked hesitant, dark eyes searching over your face, but eventually she sighed, shrugging her shoulders. “Fine. Once and only because you’ll need an accurate record from support in your investigation and it will be harder to get if he’s gone. But he will be fired if I hear even a whiff of a rumor again.” She paused. “And you’ll have to talk to Eiji, because he’s going to like this even less than I do.”
That wrung a smile out of you.
Kirishima was a good alpha and seemed to think of the agency almost like his pack. As easygoing as he was, he guarded his people resolutely, like a farm dog patrolling a chicken coop. You could almost imagine him standing at attention, head forward and tail pointed like an arrow.
As heartwarming as that image was, that didn’t mean you wanted to be the one to tell him though. You shook your head, throwing out your hands. “Oh no. Your alpha, your problem. The one privilege of my secondary gender is I’m not part of this shit.”
Mina clucked, sighing. “He is my problem.”
You laughed, knowing very well she’d know how to solve it. But her expression shifted, suddenly looking sly, and you realized she was about to saddle you with another problem.
“You’ll have to tell Shouto then,” she said, her voice deceptively light.
You blinked, eyebrows raising. Shouto…? “Why the heck would I need to tell Shouto?”
A grin slowly crept over Mina’s mouth, and she leaned in conspiratorially, looking altogether too pleased. Her hot pink nails settled on the edge of your desk, tapping delightedly. “Because he’s your assigned supervising hero. And you’ll be seeing him again in just a few minutes.”
A sudden flurry of butterflies erupted in your stomach, your mind flashing through the feeling of Shouto over you, tall and strong and warm, pressing you carefully to the wall. You could all but feel the whisper of those pretty eyelashes on your skin, feel his careful exhale, the brush of his mouth against your throat.
Your ears prickled with heat, and you could feel your face go slack in shock. He would be here—? In front of you again?
“He’s—what?” you garbled out, trying to dispel the phantom feeling of Shouto against you.
Mina looked downright smug. “He asked to be assigned right after I spoke to him at the party on Friday. Interesting, don’t you think?”
Heat licked at your cheeks. “Is it,” you managed tightly. “That’s… nice of him.”
“Very,” Mina agreed. “Especially since I heard about what happened after Suzuki left.”
You hated her.
“I’m a beta,” you reminded her, not liking the implication.
Mina’s dark eyes rolled. “Eiji liked me even when he thought I might present as a beta.”
“That’s different,” you told her, floored that you’d sidetracked into this so quickly. “I’m actually a beta. Also what the hell are we even talking about. This is a work case.”
Mina flapped a hand at you. “I’m sure you’ll both work it very hard, very thoroughly,” she said with no small amount of relish.
You seized the case file in question, holding it up between you like a shield, flapping it at her in turn. The manila folder flopped stiffly, the pages making a sort of wobbly sound. “Why are you like this,” you hissed.
Mina’s eyes glittered, and she opened her mouth to respond, when the soft tread of a boot in the hall made her perk up. Her grin went unholy. “Speak of the devil,” she said.
Shouto certainly did not look like the devil, as he rounded the corner. The fluorescent lighting made a sort of soft halo off the glossy strands of his distinct two-toned hair, and his features were just as angelic as you remembered—finely-wrought and almost deliberately formed, as though he were sculpture from the hands of a master. He was almost too beautiful to look at this early in the morning, and you felt your breath draw up short in your lungs.
He blinked when he saw you, those heterochromatic eyes widening nearly imperceptibly as he approached.
“Morning, Shouto-kun,” she purred. You hated her.
“Good morning,” he said, his tone low and soft. Your fingers tightened on the file folder, bracing yourself against the loveliness of the sound.
A flush rose to your cheeks as you did so, and Shouto’s eyes followed you curiously. Beneath the high collar of his hero uniform, you could just glimpse a flash of his scent patches, neatly placed as usual. You wondered absently what he would smell like if you peeled them back and leaned in close. As a beta, your nose was not as good as the other genders, but if you got in close enough, and if Shouto’s scent was strong enough, you’d probably be able to tell.
He looked like he’d smell delicious.
A cackle from Mina alerted you to the horrifying fact that you’d just been staring at Shouto as he approached, mouth open and expression vacant.
“Uh… good morning,” you managed.
The corner of Shouto’s mouth quirked up, and something beneath your skin tingled in response.
“I hope you are well,” he murmured.
You could see Mina’s eyes darting back and forth between the two of you with barely suppressed glee, and a sudden bolt of shame went through you.
Just because it was super obvious how hot you found Shouto didn’t mean he felt the same. He was a fucking pro hero for crying out loud. Rescuing people was what he did—the save on Friday did not have to mean anything.
Plus, knowing for sure that he was an alpha had closed the window on your little celebrity crush. Out of the hundreds of couples you’d met in your lifetime, you’d only ever met one alpha-beta pairing—both tradition and biology seemed to win out in almost all mated pairs, alphas and omegas unable to help their inherent attraction to one another.
And with that in mind, it was actually super disrespectful of you to even think about this impending partnership in any terms less-than-professional.
You rallied yourself, inclining your head respectfully to Shouto, gesturing with the case file in your hands.
“Yep, I’m good. I’m grateful for the save and I’m sure I’ll be even more grateful for your help on this case.” You turned to your boss, routing her back on track. “Mina, what information have you shared and what do I need to get him up to speed on?”
Mina’s pout was so defined it could be seen from space. You ignored her, raising your eyebrows.
“I only put the call out to other agency heads for a supervising out-of-agency hero. Just that it’s an omega assault case possibly involving a pro, and your name as the lead investigator.”
Your gaze returned to Shouto. He was still watching you intently.
“How much time do you have before you’re needed back at your agency?” you asked him. “Do you want to grab a conference room and I’ll get you up to speed? I’m sure Mina has a lot to do just now.”
He nodded, his hair falling into his eyes in a way that should not have wrung the oxygen out of the atmosphere, but did. “I am on patrol after lunch, but I’ve asked that my schedule be cleared until then.”
Perfect. Plenty of time. You stood, hefting the case file with you, clearly dismissing Mina, who looked put out.
“Great, I’ll show you to the conference room then,” you said. Out of the corner of your eye, you caught Mina flashing you a pink finger, and you could easily guess which one. You stuck out your tongue at her as you passed Shouto so he couldn’t see, not above pettiness.
You gestured Shouto into one of the smaller rooms across the floor with especially good soundproofing, holding the door open for him. You sucked in a breath as he brushed past you, trying not to admire how tall and broad he was, the way those shoulders spanned the breadth of the doorway.
Shouto took a seat and you spread the case file out before him, trying not to look down at him as he glanced up at you. His fingers twitched on the conference table, like he was holding them in place. You carefully retreated to a safer distance, hoping you hadn’t annoyed him.
“Okay so the basic brief is as Mina said. There have been multiple reports of a suspected pro harassing omegas late at night in Bunkyo. Initially they were identified as a masked male wearing scent patches, roughly five foot ten, always wearing some dark jacket. But the suspected hero element came into play late last week when they attempted to strap quirk suppressors on their target. The omega in question had a vapor quirk so she was able to dissolve and escape before he did.”
Shouto’s eyes tracked you as you spoke, solemn and attentive.
“So far the suspect has not shown any signs of a quirk himself, and without any scent ID it’s hard to know what secondary gender to look for. Our best option is to work the possible-pro-hero angle and rule out who we can, since that’s all the identifiable detail we have on this guy at this time.”
Shouto nodded, propping an elbow on the table. You tried to ignore how even that small gesture made him look like a center spread in Heroes Illustrated.
“I’d like to read the individual reports and hear your plan once I have,” Shouto said.
You perked up, pleased with the terms he was speaking in. A good case analyst always had at least a sketch of a plan—what order to speak to specific people in, which angles had highest priority of investigation, and how the labor could be divided and work double-checked.
Most heroes were people of action and hated having to be corralled into approaching cases like some sort of assignment, instead of busting in and blowing things apart. But it was the best way to make sure all avenues were investigated thoroughly and that work was peer-reviewed in case someone missed something.
Shouto’s phraseology told you he was familiar with approaching cases like this, meaning he probably listened to the Todoroki agency analysts. You’d never worked closely enough with him before to know, only trading high-level information back and forth on a couple of joint cases, presenting findings in a meeting room stuffed full of Pink Riot and Todoroki agency heroes.
You found yourself smiling faintly.
“I’ll get you some coffee while you read. Everything is in chronological order in the file and I’ve tabulated some notes,” you said. “How do you take yours?”
Shouto’s gaze slid over you, careful and assessing. He paused. “I’ve been told I should not share that information.”
Your eyebrows went up. “Your… coffee order?”
Shouto nodded seriously. “Bakugou says it’s disgusting and embarrassing.”
Bakugou—pro hero Dynamight, that was—was Kirishima’s best friend, a loud alpha of an explosive manner and incendiary opinions who often showed up unprompted at the agency to stomp around and mean mug, all the while hiding that he was attempting to press leftovers on Kiri and Mina. You laughed, curious what Bakugou had browbeaten another pro over.
“Your secret will be safe with me,” you said coaxingly.
Shouto blinked, mouth quirking slightly again. He looked like he genuinely liked the idea of that, and your stomach fluttered in response.
Of course then he opened his mouth and provided a rundown of the inhumanly numerous sugars and syrups he liked, such that it constituted more of a soft drink than a coffee order. You tried to keep your eyebrows from creeping up into your hairline, smothering a laugh.
That was so unexpectedly cute. Especially for an alpha.
“One coma-inducing order of sugar with a splash of coffee, coming right up,” you saluted him.
He did something with his face that was a cross between a tiny smile and a pout, and you threw yourself out the door before you dissolved into a puddle of goop.
You went down to the cafe that operated out of the ground floor of the Pink Riot building, a favorite lunch spot of most of the heroes for how enormous their sandwiches were. The order took a fair few minutes, as it took the barista a good while to pump in the zillions of requested syrups, his eyebrows raised nearly to the moon as you recited them.
When you returned to the conference room, Shouto was already well into the case file. He glanced up as you entered, those heterochromatic eyes pinning you with an unexpected intensity. You started, wondering if you’d done something wrong.
But then his mouth slid into another tiny smile, and he looked so genuinely pleased to see you—or the coffee cup—you found yourself helplessly smiling back.
After depositing his cup next to him, you fetched your laptop and emailed Shouto’s agency the case files while he read. You wrote up the preliminary notes you’d been able to pull together on the case—a list of three agency heroes whose exact whereabouts had been accounted for during one or more of the incidents, who were therefore not on your list of possibilities.
Shouto was staring at you when you shook yourself out of work mode an hour later, quiet and intent. You startled, jumping in your seat.
“Oh my god—I’m sorry—did you say something? I didn’t mean to ignore you,” you said.
Shouto shook his head, another smile quirking that perfect mouth. That expression was growing familiar. “I have just finished,” he said.
A sense of relief washed over you. “Okay great. Did anything stick out to you that you think I’ve missed so far?”
“No,” he murmured. “Your work is very thorough. I would like to hear your plan.”
His tone was low, almost appreciative, and you tried not to let it go to your head.
“Okay, then we’ll begin with the active duty and equipment logs,” you told him. “I’m already through all of the duty logs available, but I still need the one from Thursday when the last incident happened—it’s supposed to be ready this afternoon. That will rule out a few heroes, and the equipment logs can tell us more about who had what out during the time of the attacks—I think we start with the heroes who had suppressors on them then.”
Shouto nodded, looking like he was following along. “You want to narrow the pool before you speak to anyone in case you arouse suspicion.”
You nodded, pleased he understood. “Yes.”
That blue and gray gaze nearly pinned you to your seat. “That is smart.”
A sudden wash of heat licked up your spine, pooling in your limbs. You struggled to keep your face neutral, your ears burning. “Th—thanks.”
“Who have you ruled out so far?” he asked.
You turned your screen to him, showing the notes you’d drawn up. “Kiri’s clear—no shock there—Tetsutetsu, and Tetsu’s sidekick who was with him on a cleanup during the first incident. I’m hoping Thursday’s log will clear at least one or two more.”
Shouto inclined his head in agreement. “And your interview plan?”
You smiled, and scrolled down to your notes on that, pleased at how he was letting you lead the investigation. He listened intently as you walked him through an outline, double-checking that everything worked with his schedule.
As you talked, he offered a few suggestions of his own, but he mostly seemed content to follow your outline—completely unlike even the most agreeable of the Pink Riot agency alphas. In fact it was so contradictory to everything you’d experienced thus far that you found your gaze darting to his scent patches over and over again, as if assessing whether they were really covering up an alpha scent.
But no—you had felt the pull of his Order under your skin on Friday. You, a beta, naturally resistant to Orders in the way omegas weren’t. And you’d gone so boneless against him, too, affected by his proximity in the most embarrassing way. Shouto was definitely an alpha, with that kind of pull—and probably a preternaturally strong one at that.
But he was also just—your eyes drifted to his coma-inducing coffee cup—kind of a strange one, too.
The two of you discussed the case for a few more minutes—until your stomach growled, loud enough to interrupt your planning, and the corner of Shouto’s lips lifted again.
“Would you like to finish up over lunch?” he asked, saving you the embarrassment of excusing yourself.
You grinned. “I think my stomach already answered for me,” you agreed.
Shouto helped you reorganize the paper files and lingered over you as you locked them into your desk cabinet, waiting for you patiently. Then he let you lead him downstairs to the cafe. You were conscientious of not standing too close to him in the elevator, all too aware of him in that tiny, enclosed space.
When you made it down to the ground floor, Shouto surprised you by steering you over to one of the tables, bidding you to sit.
“What do you enjoy here?” he asked, looking down at you expectantly. “I would like to get it for you.”
You shook your head. “Actually, I’m pretty sure I should be treating you for the save. How about you tell me what you want?”
Those heterochromatic eyes blinked down at you, and a tiny crease appeared between Shouto’s eyebrows. His mouth turned down. Against the subtlety of his expressions thus far, the look appeared almost distressed. “I insist,” he said, something strange in his tone.
“Shouto, really, I—-”
“I insist,” Shouto said, a little more firmly. There was the flicker of something strange under your skin again, like the tiny molecules of your body shifting in response to him.
You froze, startled, and your mouth opened for you before you realized what you were doing. “I—a pesto sandwich—”
You clamped your mouth shut, mystified.
But Shouto looked pleased. He smiled, wider than you had seen so far, a devastatingly handsome quarter-moon sliver that sent your pulse pounding in your ears. You watched him turn and walk off, something you might have said was almost smug in his step, had you known him better.
You sank into one of the seats, befuddled by what had just happened.
Shouto returned a few minutes later with water and an order number, placing the bottle in front of you like an offering. You regrouped, thanking him, then raised your eyebrows as he leaned forward, looking serious.
“I have been wanting to ask. Where does the alpha who harassed you work?” he asked, his tone dropping low. A strip of afternoon sunlight caught in his hair, dancing like flickering flames in the strands of scarlet, liming them in an orange glow.
He was beautiful in the sun, and it took you a minute to reroute your brain from his face to his question.
“Suzuki’s in support,” you said. “But Mina’s disciplining him, and I don’t have to see him often. I do expect he’ll behave after this. But why do you ask?”
Shouto frowned, leaning in closer. “Support maintains the equipment logs.”
It was the same at the Pink Riot agency too. “I—well, yes, but—”
“I should like to be there when you go to support,” Shouto said, catching your eye. His expression shifted into something solemn, his mouth a flat line.
You waved your hand dismissively. “I appreciate it, but don’t worry. He’s not gonna do anything, it’s literally just logs—”
“I must insist,” Shouto said again, his tone soft but unmistakably firm. His fingers flexed tightly where they rested on the edge of the table, the knuckle of his index turning white.
Despite yourself, his concern warmed you, that hot, tingly feeling heating your ears again.
“I really would be okay,” you said. “But if it means something—I’ll wait until tomorrow when you get here?”
Shouto nodded. “I would like that very much.”
A smile teased at your mouth. Now that was stereotypical alpha behavior, much as you appreciated his concern. Suzuki wasn’t going to jump you over a log file in a workplace—especially not after Mina had taken him to task. Shouto’s concern was unnecessary, but so very typical of an alpha. It felt familiar, like Kirishima’s brand of protectiveness over his tight knit agency, you thought. Harmless and well-intentioned.
A tray being placed on your table cut off any response you might have given, and your eyes blew wide as you registered the amount of food on it. Your mouth dropped open when a second tray was placed alongside the first one, the cafe worker smiling down at Shouto before she left, clearly recognizing him.
Shouto looked down at the food, his features arranged in minute shock.
“I do not remember ordering this…” he said, glancing at his receipt slip. You watched as his eyebrows furrowed slightly, that crease appearing between them again as his eyes flickered over the order. Then he cut himself off, those long eyelashes fluttering. “I… apologize.”
Apologize? Meaning, he had ordered this?
“You bought all this?” you asked, floored.
Shouto gave a tight nod. “It… would seem so.”
Your gaze picked over the trays again. They were piled high with at least six sandwiches, several pastries, a takeout container of soup, four different kinds of cookies, two fruit cups, and a handful of the granola bars they kept by the register. It was a literal mountain of food, and you sort of doubted even a pro hero could put that much away in one sitting.
“If you were so hungry we could have come down so much earlier,” you insisted, but Shouto’s embarrassed expression only deepened.
“It is… not for me,” he said slowly. It looked like it pained him to admit it.
You blinked, drawing back in your seat. “It’s…..me?”
Shouto nodded seriously.
A shocked laugh leapt out of you, bright and pleased. “Shouto, I was hungry but this is like, eleven meals!”
“You will have leftovers, then,” Shouto replied, sounding embarrassed. The tips of his ears were red where they peeked through his mop of multicolored hair.
You were so suddenly, utterly charmed by him, a splash of warmth pooling in your stomach, flooding through your limbs. You had absolutely no idea what had possessed him to do this, but it was undeniably sweet. Coupled with the easy way he’d let you take the lead on the investigation, and the way he’d moved to protect you on Friday night—it all painted a portrait of a very good, very kind sort of person.
You’d really lucked into a good partnership. You were grateful.
“Thank you, Shouto,” you said sincerely. A hint of a flush colored his high cheekbones, and he nodded.
You decided not to press him anymore, setting aside your speculation for when he’d gone. Instead, you unearthed your requested sandwich from the mound of food, and selecting a pastry at random. Shouto watched you as you bit into your food, a strange sort of intensity in his gaze.
Eventually, however, he took his own food, and the two of you chatted as you ate, moving on from the case to discuss his patrol, your shared friends, and a slew of other silly topics. You found him just as easy to talk to outside of case work—he had the same straightforward way of approaching life as he did his casework, his outlook consummately honest and thoughtful.
You regretted it when Shouto eventually had to excuse himself for patrol, but not before disappearing and reappearing with a takeout containers and a bag for all the things he’d ordered you, which he carefully but insistently packed away, before putting in front of you with a meaningful look.
You laughed again, taking the bag from him as you got up to make your way back upstairs as well.
“Thank you for lunch,” you told him, trying to convey how sincerely grateful you were. “I’m looking forward to our partnership.” You stuck out your hand to him, smiling up at him.
Shouto’s expression didn’t change much, but his mismatched gaze grew warmer where it rested on you. “As am I,” he said, tone soft.
Long fingers curled around yours, and for a moment you felt that same, weak-kneed desire to collapse against him as you had on Friday. It took an inordinate amount of focus to pump his hand in a handshake, and even more willpower to let him go.
You waved him off, and watched him go, feeling a strange sense of emptiness as that broad back disappeared through the door. In just a few short hours, it seemed, Todoroki Shouto had dug himself a comfortable little spot in your heart—far deeper than a case partner should have.
You ruminated on this as you made your way back upstairs, mind running over the events of the last few days. You couldn’t figure out why Shouto was having a weirder effect on you than any other alpha, even accounting for his unearthly good looks, nor why he seemed to be equally lost today—ordering a zillion things without even realizing he’d done so.
As you made your way back to your desk and cracked open the case file again, you resolved to solve this mystery as well. You were good at getting to the bottom of things—and Todoroki Shouto would be no exception.
#todoroki x reader#todoroki shouto x reader#shouto x reader#shouto x you#shouto todoroki x reader#todoroki x you#bnha x reader#andie's writing#character: todoroki shouto#tw: a/b/o
2K notes
·
View notes
Text
[ID: Image one is a competition banner of Iruma from Welcome to Demon School! Iruma-kun vs Mina from My Hero Academia.
The following images are Welcome to Demon School! Iruma-kun mangacaps of Iruma, Azz, and Clara. They're showing discussing the fact they love each other, calling themselves the Love Trio and soulmates, not wanting to separate from each other, sleeping together, and playing together. End ID]
#EVERYONE VOTE FOR MY NEW BEST FRIEND SUZUKI IRUMA RIGHT NOW. I'M BEGGING YOU. YOU LITERALLY DON'TUNDERSTAND HE IS /LITERALLY/ CANONPOLY&BI#AND HE LIVES IN A BEAUTIFULLY QUEER MANGA REPLETE WITH GAY AND TRANS CHARACTERS. UNLIKE MY POOR SWEETHEART MINA WHO LIVES IN FUCKING BNHA#EVERYONE VOTE IRUMA!! i went to fucking bed last night excited to vote for him#VOTE FOR HIM PLEASE!!!#mairuma#bnha#described#described by me
70 notes
·
View notes
Text
Sailor Moon Musical - Nogizaka46 5th Generation Version 2024
Cast reveal
Team Moon (from Nogizaka46)
Nagi Inoue as Sailor Moon / Usagi Tsukino
Aya Ogawa as Sailor Mercury / Ami Mizuno
Hina Okamoto as Sailor Mars / Rei Hino
Mao Ioki as Sailor Jupiter / Makoto Kino
Teresa Ikeda as Sailor Venus / Minako Aino
Team Star (from Nogizaka46)
Satsuki Sugawara as Sailor Moon / Usagi Tsukino
Aruno Nakanishi Sailor Mercury / Ami Mizuno
Miku Ichinose as Sailor Mars / Rei Hino
Nao Tomisato as Sailor Jupiter / Makoto Kino
Sakura Kawasaki as Sailor Venus / Minako Aino
General Cast
Yuzuha Uesegi as Naru Osaka
Miyu Nakano as Gurio Umeno
Tenju Mitsuki as Tuxedo Mask / Mamoru Chiba
Tsukasa Hiryu as Kunzite
Aya Akane as Zoicite
Makise Rui as Nephrite
Mayuko Ohara as Jadeite
Rinko Matsubara as Queen Beryl
Iroha Okuda as Queen Serenity (appears in projection) from N46
Misato Matsumoto and Hiroko Wakasa return as Luna's puppet operators
Ensemble: Misaki Aoki, Yazawa Asuka, Amane, Haruka Ikeda, Misakura Ikeda, Ito Wako, Nanaka Suzuki, Mina Minoru Suzuki, Akari Matsushima, Ayano Watanabe
The musical will be playing in Tokyo from April 12 to 29, 2024!
#sailor moon#sera myu#nogimyu 2024#nogimyu#inner senshi#nogimyu cast#dark kingdom#tuxedo mask#queen beryl#queen serenity#shitennou#naru#nogimyu team moon 2024#nogimyu team star 2024#umino#kunzite#sailor mercury#sailor mars#sailor jupiter#sailor venus#zoicite#nephrite#jadeite#bssm#pardon me if the names are wrong... using a translator as usual
73 notes
·
View notes
Text
One Quick Note
I've changed the students' classes. This, amongst other topics are just things I changed for the sake of it. Some of these new seating arrangements help with the plot of the story, and some others are just changed for no particular reason.
I guess a more important reason would be that it reflects what age I think some of the characters would be. (Typically ranging from 16-18.) Here is the list of the students (excluding OCs in order to keep it to students the fandom will recognize, of course). Also, this doesn't affect seating arrangements:
1-1: Kyuji Konagawa, Otohiko Meichi, Seiyo Akanishi, Chojo Tekina, Efude Nuriomono, Dora Tamamoto, Juku Ren, Iruka Dorufino, Sumire Suzuki, Tsubaki Uesugi, Ryuto Ippongo, Pippi Osu, Hoshiko Mizudori, Shiromi Torayoshi
1-2: Hanako Yamada, Horuda Puresu, Hazu Kashibuchi, Kokuma Jutsu, Borupen Saishiki, Shima Shiya, Beruma Dinkuri, Yaku Zaishi, Mantaro Sashimasu, Himari Fujita, Mai Waifu, Kokoro Momoiro
2-1: Ayano Aishi, Osana Najimi, Kuu Dere, Raibaru Fumetsu, Shozo Kurosawa, Kokona Haruka, Enpitsu Byoga, Beshi Takamine, Sukubi Dubidu, Homu Kurusu, Midori Gurin, Gaku Hikitsuri, Hayanari Tsumeato, Musume Ronshaku, Hana Daidaiyama
2-2: Asu Rito, Megami Saikou, Ajia Ashitomi, Saki Miyu, Riku Soma, Shin Higaku, Maka Tansei, Miyuji Shan, Rojasu Norubiru, Dafuni Bureiku, Hojiro Zameshiro, Uekiya Engeika, Umeji Kizuguchi, Akane Toriyasu
3-1: Oka Ruto, Osoro Shidesu, Sakyu Basu, Inkyu Basu, Kenko Sukayaka, Tsuruzo Yamazaki, Tokuko Kitagawa, Supana Churu, Gita Yamahato, Sho Kunin, Mina Rai, Horo Guramu, Unagi Denkashiza, Hokuto Furukizu, Dairoku Surikizu, Kashiko Murasaki, Aoi Ryugoku
3-2: Taro Yamada, Amai Odayaka, Kizana Sunobu, Toga Tabara, Shoku Tsubaraya, Daku Atsu, Geiju Tsuka, Kiba Kawaito, Budo Masuta, Furredo Jonzu, Kaga Kusha, Meka Nikaru, Itachi Zametora, Sakura Hagiwara, Gema Taku, Kuroko Kamenaga
Also, since I love adding pictures, please enjoy these uniform redesign drafts. I personally think it doesn't fit Yandere Simulator's current time, but I digress. Feedback is appreciated, as per usual.
26 notes
·
View notes
Text
Okay, so I have gone back and made a few tweaks, as well as made up a few new ones!
First, the three that didn't change:
Michael Suzuki
Blair Wright
(Not gonna lie, I may tweak her design just a little some time soon).
Anastasia Khenbish
The one that changed:
Nathanael Doane
And a couple of new ones:
Bettina Suzuki (Michael's twin sister)
Johann Suzuki (their much older brother)
Their parents Akira (left) and Mina (right)
There are more characters to come of course, but for the time being, I am wedded to Djarn's picrew for realising them (with its capabilities and limitations included, it's still my favourite).
It's been so long since I made up the picrew images of the cast of Knitwear Club that I'm going to have to not only make a couple of new ones, but also rework one or two of them! Bah!
#Knitwear Club#ocs#writing#picrew#Djarn's picrew#Michael Suzuki#Blair Wright#Nathanael Doane#Anastasia Khenbish#Bettina Suzuki#Johann Suzuki#Akira Suzuki#Mina Suzuki#i do love this little family#the gag is that the kids are all named for German authors#the parents have their issues but they get on
3 notes
·
View notes
Text
ian riccaboni i literally love you so much but please please please someone fact check him on his stardom comments in a taped fucking show
#vera watches roh#last time he called mina's dance the traditional exv dance#now he called mei seira 'crazy star'#mei is moonstar (i think?) crazy star is her tag team with suzu suzuki
3 notes
·
View notes
Text
The distribution of students by class (This is not my idea btw).
I had the idea for a long time to translate into English and post this post, but for some reason I thought about it for a long time. In general, this idea is not really mine, I was inspired to do it by one person (I admire they headcanons, heheh), however, I don't know how to mark them on the blog-...I'm sorry.🥹
So, I hope I haven't fucked up anywhere and the characters don't repeat themselves anywhere, or there are no undesirable logical mistakes, but here's how I distributed the students into classes:
(15) Class 1-1: Ayano Aishi, Seyo Akanishi, Tsuruzo Yamazaki, Shin Higaku, Ryuto Ippongo, Pippi Osu, Beruma Dinkuri, Borupen Saishiki, Otohiko Meichi, Iruka Dorufino, Hoshiko Mizudori, Tsubaki Uesugi, Horuda Puresu, Ajia Ashitomi, Homu Kurusu.
(15) Class 1-2: Chojo Tekina, Hanako Yamada, Shiromi Torayoshi, Mantaro Sashimasu, Yaku Zaishi, Juku Ren, Tokuko Kitagawa, Midori Gurin, Kokoro Momoiro, Supana Churu, Dairoku Surikizu, Kokuma Jutsu, Sumire Suzuki, Efude Nurimono, Beruma Dinkuri.
(15) Class 2-1: Osana Najimi, Shozo Kurosawa, Enpitsu Byoga, Beshi Takamine, Sakura Hagiwara, Himari Fujita, Kyuji Konagawa, Shoku Tsuburaya, Riku Soma, Maka Tansei, Mina Rai, Hokuto Furikizu, Gaku Hikitsuri, Dora Tamamoto, Hana Daidayama.
(15) Class 2-2: Kizana Sunobu, Oka Ryuto, Asu Rito, Megami Saiko, Inkyu Basu, Hazu Kashibuchi, Kenko Sukoyaka, Saki Miyu, Shima Shiya, Miyuji Shan, Hayanari Tsumeato, Rojasu Norubiru, Sukubi Dubidu, Dafuni Bureiku, Kaga Kusha.
(15) Class 3-1: Amai Odayaka, Osoro Shidesu, Raibaru Fumetsu, Mai Waifu, Geiju Tsuka, Budo Masuta, Gita Yamahato, Horo Guramu, Itachi Zametora, Hojiro Zameshiro, Uekiya Engeika, Umeji Kizuguchi, Kashiko Murasaki, Akane Toriyasu, Aoi Ryugoku.
(13) Class 3-2: Taro Yamada, Sakyu Basu, Toga Tabara, Daku Atsu, Gema Takagaki, Kokona Haruka, Kiba Kawaito, Fureddo Jonzu, Meka Nikaru, Unagi Denkashiza, Kuu Dere, Musume Ronshaku, Kuroko Kamenaga.
I've been redoing this list a lot, but I've made it roughly the way I wanted it to be. It's much nicer to the eye when all the students in the classes are distributed not like in the game (even if all the students in the game are assigned to classes in a more convenient way for the players, I still don't like it...), but in their own way...
In the end, I just want to add that thanks to this person, what inspires me and sharing their wonderful story!🩵 (@yansimstorythatiwillnotworkon ...I kind of figured out how it works, yeah).
12 notes
·
View notes
Text
Due to the injury of Tam Nakano, who is not expected to be back for quite some time, the World of Stardom title has been vacated.
In regards to the World of Stardom championship: Suzu Suzuki, who won the 5★STAR GP 2023, thus earning a title shot, has been awarded a contract to wrestle for the vacant title on December 29 at Ryogoku Sumo Hall at Stardom Dream Queendom.
Suzu's December 29 opponent for the vacant World of Stardom title will be decided by a 4 woman one-day tournament to be held on November 28 at Korakuen Hall.
Mina Shirakawa vs. Momo Watanabe
Maika vs. Sourei
Meanwhile, Hazuki has challenged Suzu Suzuki to a match on November 28 at Korakuen Hall for Suzu's contract to challenge for the World of Stardom title on Dec 29 at Dream Queendom.
#tam nakano#中野たむ#cosmic angels#world wonder ring stardom#stardom#mina shirakawa#shirakawa mina#club venus#watanabe momo#oedo tai#maika#舞華#ddm#donna del mondo#ami sourei#sourei ami#suzu suzuki#suzuki suzu#hazuki#葉月#stars#joshi puroresu#nakano tam#top kawaii of the cosmos#白川未奈#the venus#wrestling#スターダム 女子プロレス#渡辺桃#momo watanabe
16 notes
·
View notes