#mochi-oniichan

[kusakabesimp]

hey! hope ure having a good day ★

I don't know if everyone had questioned this before, remember that Kusakabe has a younger sister and a nephew? i reread that chapter and it made me wonder.. what kind of brother and uncle he is and how does he act? unckabe lol

— Kusakabe Headcanons : In Gentle Company —

Hi Anon! I hope you're having a great day as well!!

We know that canonically, Atsuya loves his family deeply and will do whatever it takes to make them happy. So it's natural that my headcanons of him as an uncle and an older brother are very tender and sweet.

Takeru's Tie When Kusakabe saw Takeru again, his eyes were immediately drawn to the familiar polka-dot tie around his neck, instantly pulling him back to a tender Thursday morning from a year ago.

Takeru was perched on the bathroom counter, his legs swinging as he watched Kusakabe get ready for work. "Oji-san, why do you have to wear that thing with your suit?" he asked, his tiny voice cutting through the quiet.

Kusakabe gave a low chuckle and continued working on his tie, carefully looping one end over the other. He wished he could tell Takeru everything — where he was going, why he wore the suit, and that he did it all to keep Takeru safe. But for now, he settled for these brief, precious moments. "They say I have to look professional," Kusakabe finally replied with a playful smile. "This is the best I could come up with."

Takeru's eyes lit up, and he hopped off the counter, running down the hallway. Moments later, he came rushing back, clutching a brightly colored tie with small polka dots. "Can I wear one too, Oji-san? Takeru asked eagerly, his eyes shining with excitement.  

Kusakabe's smile softened as he took the tie and knelt down to Takeru's level. "Alright, watch close, ok?" he said gently, guiding his nephew's small hands.

Takeru leaned forward slightly, his tongue poking out of the corner of his mouth as he focused. His little fingers fumbled at first but gained confidence with his uncle's steady support. Takeru looked up at Kusakabe, his eyes wide with pride. "Do I look professional now, too?" he asked, tilting his head to see himself in the mirror from different angles.

Kusakabe's expression softened. The tie hung crooked, but it was perfect just the way it was. "You look very professional," he agreed, reaching out to ruffle Takeru's hair.

By the Water's Edge Fishing had always been an escape for Kusakabe, a quiet way to unwind and reflect after a noisy, stressful week of dealing with curses. This weekend was a little different — his sister, who wasn't much for the outdoors, had reluctantly agreed to spend the day with him. From the start, it was clear she wasn't thrilled. As they settled on the dock, she crossed her arms and let out a dramatic sigh. "I'm bored, oniichan."

Atsuya took a sip of his beer and lazily cast his line, unfazed by her grumbling. "There's strawberry mochi in the cooler."

She pulled out a mochi and shut the cooler with a playful huff, unable to stay mad at her brother for very long. As the afternoon drifted by, the rhythmic sounds of the water worked its magic. Her initial boredom began to fade, replaced by a quiet contentment. Atsuya, ever patient, took the time to teach her how to cast a line, guiding her hands with the same gentle care he'd always shown her. He listened intently as she talked about everything from how Itsuki had broken her heart yesterday, to the color she'd like to dye her hair—if she ever found the courage.

As the conversation naturally tapered off, they settled into a comfortable silence, casting lines and enjoying the peaceful stillness of the water. They shared a quiet laugh when she brought in her first catch—a small fish, but a victory nonetheless.

As they packed up to leave, Atsuya reached into the cooler and pulled out a cold beer. He handed it to her with a warm smile, and they clinked their bottles together. Sitting side by side, watching the sun set over the water, she realized how special this moment was. Atsuya, usually so reserved and private, had opened up and shared a part of himself with her. It was a rare and meaningful glimpse into a world few ever saw.

"Thanks, oniichan," she said softly.

** 'Takeru's Tie' was inspired by a re-read of the manga, where I noticed that Takeru's doll wears a polka-dot tie. Given that Yaga created Takeru with his memories, the tie must hold special significance. It seemed to me that this tie represents something deeply meaningful to Takeru—a cherished memory or bond that he carried with him into his next life. By creating this moment with Atsuya, I wanted to honor the idea that such simple, tender moments can become lasting, heartfelt symbols of love and connection. **

[yutahoes]

Sakura

(Part Seven)

One - Two - Three - Four - Five - Six - Seven

genre : Chaptered, Fluff, 

pairing : childhood friends: soccer player! Nakamoto Yuta x single mom! Y/N

word count : 3.3k words

You’ll always be his Sakura.

@ailoveyuta @loona-4-eva @aiforyuu @2-3-t-i @cosmiclatte28 @url-lindo-sexy @nuoyipeach​ @aaasteroidsky​ @thisis-myname @yutazen01​​​

Her smile that time in Osaka is still imprinted in Yuta’s mind that it haunts him even in his dreams. It was winter in their last year of their teens when Yuta begged Y/N’s mom if she could spend the holidays in Osaka with his family. Of course, his parents were also behind this and promised that they’ll take care of Y/N. And even if he’s just remembering it now, he still can’t believe that her mom actually allowed her to go to another country. 

His parents quickly greeted her when she came to the airport, asking if she had trouble during the flight but she smiled at them answering them in fluent Japanese that made him proud. She seemed so natural talking to them, even calling them okaasan and otousan like they’re one family. “Yuta!” she called excitedly, arms wide open to hug him which he accepted. His parents were just smiling at him knowingly. “Bogoshipda.” 

Who wouldn’t? The last time he saw her was the day she left for Chicago. No, the day before that. Although he and his mom sent them off, he refused to look at her that time. "I missed you too." He whispered that made her smile widely. Something changed about her. Is it because they never saw each other for years? Or because his memory of her is stuck in the last time they were together? Is it because they already grew up? Maybe it's because of Chicago.

His family had been welcoming to her and they were equally amazed that Y/N can understand and speak Japanese. Since it's just days before New Year, their house is full of people but they made her feel like she is a part of the family. "You should bring her to Osaka Castle." One of his aunts claimed that made Yuta nod. 

"Why not bring her to Universal Studios?" Another asked and Y/N just nodded, looking excited. Yuta put his phone on top of the table. "Otousan, can you drive us to Hirakata Park tomorrow?" He asked which made everyone look at him.

Y/N was so surprised seeing a Cardcaptor Sakura exhibition that she squealed in excitement at the entrance making Yuta smile. This feels like the Y/N he knows. They kept on looking at the different artworks related to the anime she liked since she was young, even staying too long at some merchandise. "Should I buy that? Sakura is really cute." 

Yuta chuckled. "You can't even eat that." That made her glare at him, pouting. But Yuta remembered that merchandise, even telling himself that he’ll save up to buy that for her birthday. 

She was really happy to eat in a café that is inspired by the same anime. She kept on taking pictures saying that she'll show them to her mom. "I knew you'll love it here." 

"Can I just live here?" 

He laughed once again. "You can ask my parents to adopt you." 

Y/N wrapped her arms on Yuta's arm that made him freeze. What's with the sudden skinship? "Shall I call you oniichan?" 

He smiled at her then frowned. "No." 

It was almost nighttime when they reached Dohtonbori. Tons of pictures were taken and she kept on running around, claiming that everything in Japan is pretty. "It's prettier when there are cherry blossoms. You should go back in spring." But honestly, he just wanted her to stay here until Spring. Or maybe for a long time. 

Should he ask his parents to adopt her? But he doesn't want him to call her imouto. 

The lights illuminating the whole area looked magical. Why does he like it more today than when he's out here with his parents? Why does the light look more lovely today? The cold breeze made him pull his oversized coat closer. Why is it so cold? Glancing at her, he realized that she may be cold as well. Does Chicago have a cold season like this? 

Knowing that she's focused on looking at those little trinkets by the store, he went to another store to buy something. Her mom will kill him if she gets sick in this weather. Besides, it's going to be busier this time of the year. "Y/N." He called that made her look at him. He put on a white scarf around her neck, wrapping it nicely on her. "My Christmas gift." 

She had to laugh at that, raising a snow globe. "And I was thinking of buying one for you." She turned her attention to the different snow globes on the shelf. "You should pick one, Yuta." 

But he never looked at the snow globes. Instead, his focus was on her. The lights illuminate her, creating a picturesque background. The white snow falling gently on her, adding to the effect. He badly wanted to imprint that image in his mind. When did she become this pretty? When she turned to him, he lightly gasped. Why did he feel hot all of a sudden? Why can he hear his heart beating on his chest? 

Y/N shook the snow globe with the Osaka castle inside then handed it to him. "I'll get you this, onii chan." It annoyed him. Why does she like using that word? 

The whole week was full of preparations for the New Year and his relatives had supplied her with the rituals they must do. She helped in making mochi with his grandmother who seemed so fond of her. Even his grandfather, who is usually a scary man, smiles a lot because of her. She really fit well in his family. But not as his sister. 

When the clock struck midnight, he realized what it was. She was playing some sparklers with his cousins, laughing along with them. Her eyes twinkling the same way they did when she was staring at those snow globes. Taeyong was right all along. He is in love with her. 

Kareshi. It's a better term than oniisan. Something that he wanted her to call him right now. "Y/N, I…" But a ringtone stopped his words, someone was calling. "It must be your mom, you should pick up." The girl nodded, handing her sparkler to Yuta before heading inside the house. 

God, what is wrong with him? Is he really going to confess to her? He must be out of his mind. Yuta just finished the stick of sparkler before heading inside to check on her. She was seated on the couch, smiling on her phone. "They are all so nice to me, eomma." She then smiled when she noticed Yuta. "We're going to the temple tomorrow with obaasan." Hatsumonde. It's a Japanese ritual that they had done since he was young and since she's here, his grandmother wanted her to experience visiting a shrine. "You want to talk to Yuta?" 

The guy just shook his head, sitting next to her, but she pushed the phone to her which he reluctantly answered. "Eommeoni, annyeong." She sounded so happy talking to him on the phone but again his focus was on the door next to him who was playing the kendama, a Japanese ball and cup toy. "Please take care of Y/N." And even if she doesn't say those words, he knows he'll take care of her. 

When she dropped the call, Yuta saw her phone wallpaper. A guy playing basketball. It looks like a photo taken. Is she dating someone? Did she mention anything about a guy in her letters? Is that why she's prettier? Is she in love?

The question was answered when they visited the shrine the next day. She is indeed prettier especially when she wore a kimono that his cousin let her borrow, little trinkets adored her hair. She looked like a native Japanese. A yome. But he shook his head. He can't be thinking of that. 

They were getting their omikuji, him and her with another set of female and male cousins that are older than the two of them. When Y/N pulled her paper strip, his female cousin shook her head. "You'll probably get pregnant this year." She claimed that startled her. "Are you dating someone?" Y/N nodded. 

"You two are already dating?" His male cousin asked, referring to her and Yuta. She shook her head saying that he's a schoolmate from Chicago. So he's really seeing the guy on her phone wallpaper. When Yuta opened his paper strip, his cousin just tapped his back. "You should have confessed earlier." But he just stared at the bad luck written on his paper. 

His second regret. Why did it take a long time for him to realize these feelings? 

It was Yuta's Summer Break when his parents gave him the airplane tickets to Chicago that surprised him. They had talked to Y/N and her mom that he's visiting. And although he doesn't want to go there, he was forced by his family. "You should at least tell her that you like her. Maybe it can change something." 

The city was different and he felt really foreign, different than when he first came to Korea. "Yuta!" Y/N called, running to where he is and quickly hugging him. What is this girl doing? In front of all these people? "I skipped class to pick you up. Why can't you hug me?" He raised an eyebrow at her. Why is she so bold? Chicago is indeed different. Yeokshi Chicago. 

He jokingly crushed her on his arms but she didn't laugh, which is odd. He felt her breathing on his neck, hot and hard. "I missed you, Yuta." It felt different. Maybe because they're in Chicago. He didn't pay that much attention to that especially when she introduced a guy named Johnny Seo. The person on her wallpaper. The guy she's dating. 

Johnny is a really nice guy. He showed him what Chicago is while waiting for her to finish her classes. He made an effort to talk to him in Korean or English, sometimes in Japanese that he heard from her. He shared stories about her, the Y/N Yuta doesn't personally know. He knew what to order for her in coffee shops, even at restaurants. He speaks to her calmly, staring at her as if she's the only person who mattered in the world. And he knew, she's in the right place with Johnny. 

It was Saturday when Johnny and Y/N brought him to The Bean. The weather was hot and there were a lot of people because of the weekend but Yuta didn't care. "You haven't been to Chicago if you didn’t visit this place." Johnny claimed that made the girl nod. They took tons of pictures, Y/N teasing that he needed to show it to his cousins. 

Johnny offered to get them coffee, leaving the two of them in the park while still taking pictures. "Johnny is pretty nice." Yuta started that made her smile, nodding at him. "You never mentioned him in your letters." 

"I don't know what to tell you." She answered quietly. "But I like him. So much." He wanted to stop her that moment, wanted her to not continue what she's saying or it will just hurt him. "He helped me a lot to quickly adapt here." 

A bitter smile escaped his lips. The same way she helped him back in Korea. How dare she fall in love with another guy that way? But when Johnny came with their coffees at hand, he saw the twinkle in her eyes. The twinkle that made his heart flutter. She really does love Johnny. And who is he to take that twinkle away? Who is he to tell her what she can and can't do? He's just her friend. A very dear friend. 

He drank his coffee watching as how the taller guy fixed her hair, smiling at her with a lot of love in his eyes. Bittersweet. That was what it was. It's hurtful yet romantic. And he can't believe that he will always remember Chicago with those feelings. Yeoksi Chicago. 

Johnny loves Y/N. He's sure of that. And he honestly doesn't want to believe that it didn't work well with them. What really happened? Did she give up? Or is he the one who gave up? That was the question in his mind seeing Johnny in front of the two kids' school. He can still remember him but does Johnny even remember him? 

Yuta can see the two kids going outside the gates and honestly, he was scared that they'll run to their dad. He shouldn't have come here today. Why did he even come here? "Daddy!" He heard Jae call running to his dad. Of course, he must have missed him so much that the younger guy even called him 'appa' last time. But he noticed Cherry stopping on her tracks. 

She noticed him but he only smiled at her, planning to just go. He was about to enter his car when he heard the younger girl say, "Can I hang out with Yuta samchon?" That was when Johnny noticed him, Jae even waved at him excitedly. "He promised me that we'll go back to the library when he gets back from Spain." He did promise her. But her dad is here. Isn't she excited to see him again? 

"Is it alright if Cherry goes with you?" Yuta nodded. He wanted to hang out with them anyways. "I'll just tell Y/N." Cherry just walked chicly to him, her eyes as dark as when he first met her. Why is she like this? Does she not like Johnny? Jae told Yuta that he wanted to hang out with his dad, even telling him to take care of his noona that he found so adorable. 

Yuta bid farewell to the father-son, opening the backseat door for the younger girl. Cherry was just looking at her shoes when Yuta entered the car, starting the engine to drive her to the library she loved. "Samchon…" she called which made him look at her from the mirror of the car, humming as a response. "Can you buy me a cake today?" 

It was a request he can't say no. This was the first time that Cherry asked him for something and he's somehow glad that it is just a simple thing. He parked in front of a pretty café, helping her get down from the car, and even opened the door for her. "You can order whatever you want." He urged, eyeing all the selections of different flavored cakes. 

The girl pointed at a white cake with red cherries on top, making Yuta smile. A cherry cake. "Can you buy me the whole cake?" The guy just nodded. It's not bad to spoil her once in a while. He told the girl on the counter their order, handing him his card when she made another request, "Do you have candles?" Candles? Is it her birthday? Is that why Johnny is here in Korea? 

He let the younger girl put candles in between the cherries of her cake. "Is it your birthday today?" He asked and she nodded casually that startled him. Why are they together? She should be with her parents. "Don't you want to share the cake with your brother?" 

Cherry shook her head. "I always share everything with him. He and eomma never liked cherries anyways." He pursed his lips at that, she does hate cherries. Ironically, she named her firstborn with something that she didn't like. "And dad hates cherry." She was staring at the cake while saying those words in a hushed tone. Is she referring to the fruit or another thing? "Can you light it up, samchon?" Her eyes were moist, sparkling against the light, like she wanted to cry. 

He held the top of her head, smiling. "Wait up. I'll just go get something." He said then stood up. "Stay here and wait for me. I won't be long." But she only stared at him in worry. Yuta handed her his phone, promising that he'll be back quickly. He crossed the street to get her some flowers then cursed himself for not knowing what color she wanted. Does she even like flowers? 

To be safe, he followed the florist's advice in getting a white rose for 'his daughter'. There was a new expression on Cherry's face when he handed her the single white flower, an emotion he hasn't seen from her before. "Girls should receive at least a flower on their birthday." He reasoned out then lit up all the candles on the cake. She whispered something on herself as a wish before blowing the candles one at a time. 

Yuta took away the candles then started slicing the cake. He placed one slice on Cherry's plate, even topping it with cherries on top. It was the younger girl who gave him his slice of the vanilla cake. "Do you want to do anything else? Ice skating?" 

"Can we just go ice skating with eomma and Jae some time?" He nodded. She always thinks about them. "I'll just finish the book in the library today." 

It is her birthday yet she's silently reading a suspense book while seated on a bean couch. Yuta just bought her some snacks and got a book to read so he wouldn't get bored. He would smile at her little gasps and remembered how Y/N would be like that while reading manga. Cherry is indeed a splitting image of her. It's crazy. 

"Samchon," Cherry called, closing the hardbound book she was reading earlier. Is she done? That fast? "When you were young, what do you want to be when you grow up?" 

He chuckled at that question. She is still a kid. "I want to be a soccer player." 

"How about mom?" 

Yuta glanced at her. "She wanted to be an illustrator." He remembered how good her drawings are and even pursue that passion until her college years. "But you know, your mom suddenly wrote to me one day and said that she wanted to be a mom." 

"Can dreams change?" Cherry asked innocently. There's a certain air of maturity in the little girl that Yuta always forgets that she's just a kid. Now, she looks like a little girl who wonders about life. 

Yuta nodded at the question. "What do you want to be when you grow up, Cherry?" 

"A detective." That's a nice dream. Maybe that's why she likes reading all these Agatha Christie books. "When I become a detective, I will help children find their dads." That sparked his curiosity. What? "I wanted to find my dad." 

"Johnny is your dad." 

"He's not." She exclaimed which made Yuta wide-eyed. "Eomma got pregnant with me even before she married dad. She had Jae because she wanted to save her and dad's marriage." That was some wild accusations from a child. 

Yet, it seemed rather logical. 

It was a mystery to him why Johnny and Y/N broke up when he saw how much they liked each other. They had two children, isn't that enough reason to stay together? He remembered all the conversations with Cherry about her dad, how sad her reaction is, and how quiet her voice is when talking about him. The image of the younger girl who looked awkward seeing her dad flashed on his mind. She's wary of him. Not scared, not angry. She just doesn't look like someone who knew what she should do with her dad. She looked like she doesn't belong. 

But then again, maybe it's just her. 

Maybe he can help her. He can probably prove that Johnny is her dad. "Cherry, how old are you?" 

"Eight." 

'Seven years, turning eight' He can hear Y/N's voice in his mind saying those words. The same age as Cherry. The last time they saw each other was eight years. In Chicago. After that night. 

"Samchon, do you know who my real dad is?" 

Yuta gulped. He probably knows. 

Fuck, he might just be Cherry's dad. 

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Eight

[toneofdarkness]

GENERAL  !

NAME .  Rei Sakuma NICKNAME .  Vampire Bastard  //  Rei Sakuma of the Three/Five Oddballs  //   Anija  //  Useless/Annoying Bug  //  the Demon King  //  various honorifics attached AGE .  18-19 (!)  //  19-20 (!!) SPECIES .  Human(?)/Vampire

PERSONAL  !

MORALITY .  lawful  /  chaotic  /  good  /  neutral  /  evil  /  grey RELIGION .  Catholic (non-practicing) SINS .  greed  /  gluttony  /  sloth  /  lust  /  pride  /  envy  /  wrath VIRTUES .  chastity  /  charity  /  diligence  /  humility  /  kindness  /  patience  /  justice PRIMARY GOALS .  try to live life as much as he can KNOWN LANGUAGES .  Japanese  //  English  //  Arabic  //  Swedish  //  Italian  //   Chinese (Mandarin and Cantonese)  //  Korean  //  German  //  Russian   //  Spanish SECRETS .  “Kukuku~”

PHYSICAL  !

BUILD .   scrawny  /  bony  /  slender  /  fit  /  athletic  /  curvy  /  herculean  /  pudgy  /  average HEIGHT .   179cm  //  5′10 WEIGHT .  134lbs.  //  61 kg. SCARS  /  BIRTHMARKS .   none, his skin is smooth and unblemished like marble ABILITIES /  POWERS *.  superstar-level stage performance  //  magic spells/curses  //   higher-than-human strength, speed and agility  //  genius-level intelligence  //  persuasion and charm  //  energy drain  //  paralyzing glare  //  political and business influence *these are more effective at night; daylight weakens him, but not to the point of total ineptness

FAVORITES !

FOOD .   tomatoes  //  dry-cured ham  //  breaded pork cutlets  //   vegetable tempura  //  seafood  //  dark chocolate (80%-90% cacao)  //  tomato ketchup  //  absurd amounts of cheese on toast DRINK .   tomato juice  //  tea   PIZZA TOPPING .   ham and pineapple  //  plenty of tomatoes and all the cheese COLOR .   black  //  violet  //  red  //  silver  //  gold MUSIC GENRE .   rock  //  jazz  //  classical BOOK GENRE .   manga  //  mystery-suspense thrillers  //  horror   MOVIE GENRE .   horror  //  animal friends SEASON .  autumn  //  early spring CURSE WORD .   [*gasp*] “Language!” SCENTS .   flowers (roses)  //  freshly fried meat  //  baked goods  //  fresh grass

FUN STUFF  !

BOTTOM OR TOP .   …Changes according to mood. SINGS IN THE SHOWER .   Yes. And in the bath too. LIKES PUNS .   Once he gets it.

TAGGED BY .   snatched from @awesomeuchuu​ TAGGING .   Anyone?

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GENERAL  !

NAME .  Eichi Tenshouin NICKNAME .  Emperor  //  Tyrant  //  Ecchan  //  Tenshi  //  Eichi-sama / -oniichan AGE .  11-18 (!)  //  18-19 (!!) SPECIES .  Human (unlike some people)

PERSONAL  !

MORALITY .  lawful  /  chaotic  /  good  /  neutral  /  evil  /  grey RELIGION .  unbelieving twat SINS .  greed  /  gluttony  /  sloth  /  lust  /  pride  /  envy  /  wrath VIRTUES .  chastity  /  charity  /  diligence  /  humility  /  kindness  /  patience  /  justice PRIMARY GOALS .  make a really lasting mark upon this world KNOWN LANGUAGES .  Japanese  //  English  //  he can just hire a translator SECRETS .  “Don’t we all~”

PHYSICAL  !

BUILD .   scrawny  /  bony  /  slender  /  fit  /  athletic  /  curvy  /  herculean  /  pudgy  /  average HEIGHT .   179cm  //  5′10 WEIGHT .   130lbs.  //  59 kg. SCARS  /  BIRTHMARKS .   surgical and medical needle scars here and there ABILITIES /  POWERS .  infinite (haha no but still too much) amount of funds  //  mimicry by sight  //  can tell if one is sick at a glance  //  political and business influence

FAVORITES !

FOOD .   veal steaks  //  hamburgers (sandwiches or steaks)  //  bacon  //  curious (junk) food DRINK .   all sorts of tea   PIZZA TOPPING .   bacon  //  sausages  //  cheeseburger COLOR .   white  //  blue  //  gold  //  beige MUSIC GENRE .   any, really, so long as they’re no heart-stoppingly loud BOOK GENRE .   any that aren’t boring MOVIE GENRE .   any, comedy maybe SEASON .  spring CURSE WORD .   'Damn.’ SCENTS .   cooked meat  //  fruity scents  //  fresh baked goods

FUN STUFF  !

BOTTOM OR TOP .   he’ll die, you know... SINGS IN THE SHOWER .   Yes. But not for too long. LIKES PUNS .   He loves them, just as much as he loves SHAMELESSLY DISHING them

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GENERAL  !

NAME .  Madara Mikejima NICKNAME .  Mama  //  Mikejimama  //  Mikejimaman  //  Mama-chan  //  Mike-chan-senpai  //  Miike (as a child) AGE .  17-18 (!)  //  18-19 (!!) SPECIES .  Human  //  Super Mama

PERSONAL  !

MORALITY .  lawful  /  chaotic  /  good  /  neutral  /  evil  /  grey RELIGION .  Mama’s faith died a loooooong time ago SINS .  greed  /  gluttony  /  sloth  /  lust  /  pride  /  envy  /  wrath VIRTUES .  chastity  /  charity  /  diligence  /  humility  /  kindness  /  patience  /  justice PRIMARY GOALS .  crush anything and everything that comes in the way of his loved ones KNOWN LANGUAGES .  Japanese  //  English  //  Arabic  //  Italian  //   Chinese (Mandarin and Cantonese)  //  Korean  //  German  //  Spanish SECRETS .  “Nope, nope! Mama can’t tell you~”

PHYSICAL  !

BUILD .   scrawny  /  bony  /  slender  /  fit  /  athletic  /  curvy  /  herculean  /  pudgy  /  average HEIGHT .   180cm  //  5′11 WEIGHT .   141lbs.  //  64 kg. SCARS  /  BIRTHMARKS .   some faded ones on his back ABILITIES /  POWERS .  too energetic  //  too strong  //  too crafty  //  too adaptive  //  too resourceful  //  too cheerful  //  too affectionate  //  too good at acting  //  too persuasive  //  too much of a presence yet can have NO PRESENCE AT ALL like a cat  //  is there nothing he can’t do  //  too done with everything to care for most things that are not in his interest

FAVORITES !

FOOD .   soba  //  onigiri  //  okonomiyaki  //  takoyaki  //  squid on a stick  //  kakigori with anmitsu  //  mochi  //  taiyaki with anko  //  home-cooked traditional Japanese meals DRINK .   tea  //  ramune  PIZZA TOPPING .   squid + nori + salmon/tuna + mayonnaise + corn + potatoes + ramen noodles COLOR .   gray  //  green  //  sepia MUSIC GENRE .   Japanese folk songs BOOK GENRE .   action thriller  MOVIE GENRE .   superheroes (but not aaanymore) SEASON .  summer CURSE WORD .   Mama doesn’t curse, and neither should yoooouuuuuu~ SCENTS .   fireworks  //  broiled food  //  coffee  //  roses

FUN STUFF  !

BOTTOM OR TOP .   …Top. But he’ll switch if you ask him to. SINGS IN THE SHOWER .   Yes. And in the bath as well. AND LOUDLY. LIKES PUNS .   Yes.

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Name: Kiyotaka “Taka” Oniichan Ishimaru Birthday: August 31st Gender: Cis Male Orientation: Pansexual Demiromantic Age: 17 ( in most verses ) Favorite Pop: Never had the luxury ; doesn’t like fizzy drinks Favorite Candy: Mochi, Anything that’s strawberry flavoured, Chocolate ( just not strawberry-flavoured chocolate ), Custard Favorite Pizza: Cheese, or Triple Crown Favorite Salad Dressing: Ranch ; also likes it without Favorite Meal: Onigiri and Brocoli Best Memory: His mother and father kissing him good night, after a day of playing in the park Best Friend(s): Mondo Oowada, Chihiro Fujisaki, Aoi Asahina, Sakura Oogami, Kiyo / Ki, Ishida is good friends with Syo Best Relative(s): His mother and father Best Pet: When he was younger, he had a bunny named Bear

One Random Fact About Them: Kiyotaka likes to hug people, but he’s too ashamed and embarrassed to do so. He’s also not familiar with hugging, it’s been forever since he’d done it. One Random Fact About Their Day: Kiyotaka makes his rounds as Hall Moniter at Hope’s Peak, and changes it up every week. He always arrives to class a half an hour early. One Random Fact About Their Job/School: At Hope’s Peak Academy, Kiyotaka is enrolled as the Super High School Level Moral Compass. He is also known by delinquents as the SHSL Hardass. One Random Fact About Their Favorite TV Show: Kiyotaka never watched much television, but he watched a couple of episodes of Blues Clues when he was younger. Bring this up to bring him good memories from his childhood.

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NOO THE BATTERY AHHH😭😭😭 OF COURSE THO I WOULD BE STUPID ENOUGH UGH

You’re not stupid, it was the ugly phone’s fault ;; haha. I’m glad you enjoyed it