#my skin is pretty neat ehehe

[manualaton]

I wish there was more appreciation for the hot potential of mixing kink with dermatographism (skin writing). Drawings, scratches, bites, and impacts all leave pretty red lines and marks on my skin that you can feel if you run your hand over them. And they can last decently long too~

[ladyimaginarium]

i swear to g-d im& not even the jealous type but jfc i HAAAAAAATE this feeling when im& just lowkey like. who's :)))))) this :))))) bitch 👀👀👀👀🔪🔪🔪🔪 :))))))

[hiro-gari]

Hello, I'm back at bringing more Batarou headcanon! 🙋💕

This is a thought that I had lately regarding Garou's and Badd's habit, and how they would impacted on their relationship:

Because Garou had followed a kinda strict curfew rules during training days back then in Bang's dojo, I think Garou is kinda a morning person. And also a light sleeper since he's very sensitive to any sound around him. He would have earlier sleeping hours at least before midnight and waking up before dawn to do his morning exercise routines.

Once Garou is awake, he couldn't go back to sleep easily and usually have the urge to do some morning routines as he had already used by dojo's discipline schedule. After he lives together with Badd, Garou just doing martial art practice on the backyard or jogging around the neighbourhood. Sometimes also buying something for Badd like hot brewed coffee or mini breakfast food from local shop, so the delinquent hero can functioned enough to cook actual breakfast at home after he woke up.

Whereas Badd is a night person who wont get to actually sleep until it's like 2 AM, then waking up at least 1.5 hours before going to school so he could prepare breakfast and lunchbox for Zenko first. Now that Garou also living with him together in his house, Badd must cooking more meals to feed his boyfriend who has bottomless-stomach, too.

Unless when he was in super exhausted condition, especially after got injured in battlefield after a mission or having hard exam weeks, Badd could sleep for a whole day. He's a quite heavy sleeper because those reasons, but just like Garou he also has sensitive sense whenever something goes wrong happen when he was asleep. He was struggling to fight his sleepiness on every morning, so Badd usually is either becomes too quiet or cranky, depends on his mood and condition.

Now that they're together, maybe Garou could convincing Badd to have healthier sleeping habit little-by-little?

Garou would persuade Badd by offering lots of comfy cuddling time at night, stopping whatever was keeping Badd from getting a good rest, and slowly improving Badd's quality sleeping hours. Now everyone could see that Badd is no longer has dark eyebags, he got less cranky, and just looked more refreshed in the morning. Sometimes Badd even joining Garou on morning exercise if he was in a good mood.

Not only that, what if Badd also becomes even more handsome and sexy after he's dating Garou?

Before Badd met Garou, his appearance still be like a rough delinquent boy. After he met and fighting against Garou then was sent to hospital, we could see him became even more prettier than before.

Imagine after they become friends and start living together, Badd unconsciously made himself more beautiful as Garou often teasing him as "pretty guy". Badd’s hair is no longer hair-gelled neat pompadour style, instead he just let his silky hair in wild messy that Garou is really fond of.

Beside his hair treatment, Badd also start doing body skincare in which Zenko recommended him the best products, so he could have flawless and healthy-looking skin. Garou also enjoyed the result in their private time by body worshipped his boyfriend with lots of touching and caressing, appreciating Badd's beautiful self.

Doing daily routines together also improved their relationship, it's like having someone on their side and supporting eachother make them happier. Be it when patrolling, going into mission together, sparring on their free time, being all domestic at home, or spending quality time together doing anything they like at the moment. Or even when they're in such intimate moment of lovemaking.

Those things are not only improving their relationship, but also balancing the quality of their own body, mind, and soul. Definitely giving lots of positive impacts into both of their life.

Now that after they have a longlasting loving relationship, Badd looks happier, healtier, and also hotter. Garou was really successful on helping Badd bringing out the best side of himself. Because of Garou's encouragement, Badd starting to treat himself better than before..

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Notes:

Tbh, the first half is the actual new headcanon that I got few days ago, whereas the second half was a rewritten version of this older headcanon, ehehe! 😅 You can read it in here: https://the-goddessfighter.tumblr.com/post/623371948314984449/

I think in the end, both Garou and Badd have improved eachother. But I want to focus on Badd because he's so selfless that he hadn't give much time to take care of himself, as he always prioritizing people who he loves so dearly: his family a.k.a. Zenko and Garou 😢

That's why Garou, as a considerate boyfriend, was willing to give more attention for Badd. So Garou could influenced Badd to take care of himself, treating himself better because he deserved all the best things, living the best life together with Garou 👏😤😚👌💕💖

I hope you enjoyed this writing! But I'm so sorry if it's not good enough waaah forgive me 😭🙇💦 I don't know if there's still people who want to read this dumb writings of mine, but I'm truly appreciate anyone who's willing to read them :"") Thank you so much guys, you have big chunks of my heart that I offered! 😳💗💝

Always thankful for: @hiro-gari, @the-goddessfighter, @kaincuro, @garous-nipple, @jusqu-une-etudiante, @guby1620, and @lovelybutnot-ablankcanvas, also all of Batarou shippers in the fandom! Thank you for reading this super silly headcanon, guys, ily~ 😘❤💜💙💚💛💖

I hope you all have a great weekend! 😚👍💛🌼🌻💐

-Little1993lamb-

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~Lilia:

Yesss omfg this is so important!! They help each other become the best versions of themselves :”) And FINALLY Badd realized he doesn’t have to turn his hair into gluey goop to be cool, his natural messy hair is 👌 perfect and sexy :o!! Also now I’m imagining that like post-11pm Garou just *wraps Badd in a floofy blanket* *drags him to the bedroom bundled in said blanket* *flomps on top of him* 😭💗 He really brings out Garou’s responsible side ahhhh!! I also feel like Garou probably looks a bit less gaunt in the face too after being with Badd a while 😌 He be eatin’ good lol

I love this sm 🥺🥺 thank u anon!! I hope you have a great weekend too 💖

[cynthiaandsamus]

Attack on Titanland

Eren and his friends are on a class trip to Titanland! A theme park that for some reason has mascots in the shape of giant monsters.

(So the final season is depressing me and I had a dream about Eren going to an Attack on Titan theme park so here’s just a fluff fic for it)

“Eren, wake up we’re almost at the park.” Mikasa nudged the boy as their bus rolled into the parking lot.

“Huh? What…?” Eren rubbed the sleep out of his eyes as he looked around, disoriented as if coming out of another world.

“I swear you always fall asleep on car rides.” Armin chuckled, nudging him from the other side. “Did you forget where you are? The class trip to Titanland?”

“Titanland?” Eren repeated, his thoughs slowly returning to him. “Oh yeah.” He glanced out the window to the large billboard advertizing the front of the theme park and the long-haired green-eyed giant that appeared to be the mascot for the park. ���Whose bright idea was it to make a theme park and base the rides off of a bunch of monsters?”

“I think they look kind of neat.” Mikasa gave a small smile, looking up at the Mascot Titan.

“Some people are scared of roller coasters, the Titans look scary and intimidating like that but they also look big and strong, like they know what they’re doing. I’d say using them for roller coasters is a fitting idea.” Armin laughed along as well.

“Alright class, settle down.” Hange called over the speaker from the front of the bus. “Now you have free reign when we get into the park but do try to stick together and use the buddy system, enjoy the rides! Personally I recommend the Thunder Spear, at almost one hundred fifty miles per hour it’s one of the top ten fastest roller coasters in the northern hemisphere!”

“You’re supposed to be the chaperone, not the tour guide.” Levi gave a grump groan that was half-caught over the loudspeaker before the other chaperone took the microphone for himself. “Alright listen up you brats. Don’t get lost, don’t wreck anything and stick together, now get outta here.” He tossed the transmitter back onto the hook right before a hoard of kids rushed out of the bus.

“So, what should we do first?” Eren looked to Armin, he’d designated himself the group’s planner so they could see as much of the park as they could during their short stay.

“Well, if you don’t mind there is one ride I’ve always wanted to see.” Armin held up the map and pointed to a spot of blue.

“’Paradise Sea’?” Eren quirked a brow. “Pretty relaxed for a monster-themed theme park isn’t it?”

“It’s the world’s largest tubing route, think of it as a good warmup.” The blonde boy grinned ear to ear, neither he nor Mikasa could object to a smile like that.

Soon the trio was in the water, Mikasa held the handles of her tube to one of the handles each of Eren and Armin’s tubes. “Eren you hold on too so you don’t float away and get lost.” She grumbled sternly.

Eren sighed “I won’t get lost.”

“You always get lost.” Mikasa objected.

“You do kind of always get lost.” Armin gave an amused chuckle.

“Ugh, enough about me. What are we going to do next Mr. Planner?” Eren looked at Armin, map still in the blonde’s hands.

“Well we could try the park’s signature coaster.” He pointed to a spot not too far away on the map with a brief description of the ride.

“The Behemoth, huh?” Eren read aloud, looking at the Mascot Titan from the entrance. “Man that dude need a haircut.” He mumbled, running a hand through his own hair.

“Among all the rides it’s got the best mix of height and speed, it’s a must-ride for a lot of roller coaster fanatics across the country. “ Armin wiggled excitedly in his tube.

“I don’t know, I don’t really like heights.” Eren sighed.

A snort from a few feet away caught his attention. “Why’d you even come then?” Jean shouted over, his group with Marco, Sasha, and Connie floating a few feet away with their own tubes lightly tied together in a square.

“Mind your own business!” Eren shouted, standing on his tube and glaring down at Jean.

“Why don’t you make me!?” The other boy also stood, nose inches from Eren’s.

“No standing in the tubes!” Levi gave a bored warning as he and Hange floated by, kicking both of their inner tubes and making them fall back down into them ass-first with a splash.

The shock of the kick forced Mikasa’s hand from off Eren’s handle, his tube floating away from the little triangle the trio had formed. “EREN!” Mikasa screamed as his tube drifted towards another path along the lazy river.

“It’ll be fine guys, we’ll meet up later!” Eren shouted over the sound of churning water before the foliage blocked him from view.

“He got lost again…” Armin gave a defeated sigh and shook his head.

A short bit later, Mikasa and Armin got changed back into their normal clothes, exiting the river ride with no sign of Eren at the entrance. “I can’t believe we lost Eren…” A pall was cast over Mikasa’s face.

“I had a meetup spot for us but I don’t think I got a chance to tell Eren, I’m sure we’ll find him when it comes time to meet up for dinner, let’s just walk around for now.” The blonde chuckled nervously.

Strolling down Titanstreet. LDA the main avenue that led off into the various hubs that held the rides and attractions, the duo passed by several of the park’s most popular stops along the way.

“Hey, hey, come on, no bumping.” Came the voice of a tired-sounding woman with long messy hair at a stall for electric cars. A sign above the ride read “The Go-Kart Titan” with a picture of a quadrupedal monster with a long face. The poor woman manning the ride looked like she hadn’t had a break in a long time and could barely stand up.

“Come on step right up, if you’ve got the courage to take on THE BEAST~” A blonde man with a beard and glasses called into the crowd, advertizing a salt and pepper shaker ride that that spun the riders around as if they were a baseball in a fast pitch, the sign on the front displaying a hair giant with long arms. “You look like you’ve got some courage little lady, care to give it a try?” The man reached out to Mikasa.

“No thanks.” She said with a surprising chill that sent a shiver down the older man’s spine, her face dark and miserable.

“S-Sorry about her, we’re looking for our friend.” Armin chuckled, rubbing the back of his head.

“Man, kids today sure are scary…” The man dusted off his glasses and shuddered.

“Hey Armin!” A voice called out to the two from the crowd. “Do you wanna try this ride with me?” Bertoldt asked, looking up at a huge tower ride that dropped a row of people from several stories up before propelling them back into the air and dropping them again. The sign read “The Colossus” and showed a humongous giant with no skin peeking over the park walls. “It looks exciting, but I’m kinda scared to go alone.” The tall man chuckled nervously.

“Sorry, we’re looking for Eren right now.” Armin smiled at Bertoldt and shrugged. “Why not ask Reiner to go with you?”

“He’s got his hands full with the kids there.” Bertoldt chuckled nervously, pointing to the burly blonde who had a younger child on each arm, tugging him in opposite directions.

“Come on, I wanna go on the Armored Cat ride!” Gabi tugged Reiner’s hand towards a a fast-moving ride featuring a giant covered in plate armor that made you feel like you were in an armored car busting through walls.

“Awww, but let’s go on the Jaw Snapper first!” Falco huffed, tugging Reiner in the other direction, pointing to a a ride advertized by a monster with a wild mane that spun the riders in a jaw-like centrifuge.

“I think I should probably go help him actually.” Bertoldt chuckled to himself, heading over to the trio.

“Chill Bert, I got this one.” A voice called over the tall man’s shoulder. “Besides, Annie’s got business with you, she wants to meet you over at the Tunnel of Love.” Ymir pointed her thumb back towards a sign depicting a female giant in a cave full of shining crystals.

“Oh, uhh right… thanks Ymir!” Bertoldt blushed, heading over to the ride.

“That’s really nice of you Ymir.” Armin grinned at the woman.

“Nice ain’t got nothing to do with it.” Ymir cracked her knuckles with a grin. “Reiner’s gonna owe me and I’m meeting Historia here for dinner later tonight so he’s gonna foot the bill.”  She headed over to Reiner and the kids, ebdning down to take Falco’s hand. “Come on Falco I’ll take you on the Jaw Snapper, Reiner and Gabi can go on the other one.”

“Ehehe… she can be a bit scary sometimes herself…” Armin chuckled nervously watching Ymir’s machinations unfold.

Meanwhile back on Paradise Sea. Eren slowly woke up, finding himself trapped in a current that kept his tube going around in circles. “Huh… guess I fell asleep again…” He looked up at the clear sky, wincing as he felt his skin tingle when he blinked. “Ow that’s right, Armin had the sunscreen…” He grumbled, the sunburn giving the spots under his eyes a reddish hue, wrinkles forming around the burn that made the skin around his eyes look raw.

“Now… how do I get out of here…” The boy mumbled to himself, trying to gently shift his tube back and forth to work himself out of the current, bumping himself of the edge of the river and heading towards the end of the ride. Quickly enough he was changed again, looking at the sun to see quite some time had passed. “Man, Mikasa’s gonna be so pissed…”

“Eren!” A blonde girl came up behind the boy and bumped into him playfully. “Have you seen Ymir around? She said she had some big plans but then just wandered off, something about owing Reiner or something.” Historia blinked up at him.

“No I haven’t, I just got off my first ride and you’re the first person I’ve run into.” Eren rubbed the back of his head. “Sorry.”

“Ouch dude, you got some color…” Historia blinked, touching the red circles under Eren’s eyes.

“YEOWCH! Who goes and touches someone else’s sunburn!?” Eren shouted, backing up a step.

“Sorry, sorry! Well since we both got separated from our groups, maybe we can look for them together.” Historia gave a smile. “We can head to the center of the park and see if anyone’s there.”

“That’s a good an idea as any, Armin probably told me the meetup spot but I don’t think I was paying attention.” The two headed towards the center of the park, passing by the “Whack-A-Hammer Titan” stall that featured a crystalline giant holding a hammer with games and prizes on display for those willing to try.

“What do you mean I’m not tall enough to ride!? I’m the chaperone and I can’t exactly chaperone the kids on those rides if you won’t let me on!” Levi huffed, crossing his arms in front of a railroad ride as Sasha and Connie danced onto it with smug grins. “Fine, don’t blame me if those two idiots flash your cameras or something though.”

“Seems like everyone’s having fun?” Historia gave a chuckle, watching the scene as they approach the center of the park, a large statue of the park’s Founder, a tremendous female giant with glowing white eyes holding the hand of a young girl. “Her name’s Ymir too, huh? Small world…” A thin smile crossed Historia’s lips, as if fondly reminiscing.

“I can’t believe it’s already this late, the fireworks’ll be starting at sundown.” Eren looked around, not seeing anyone at first.

“Well isn’t this romantic? What are you two up to?” Mikasa said dryly, appearing behind Eren with a menacing glare.

“AH! NOTHING!” Eren and Historia shouted In unison and jumped away from each other.

“I was about to say the same thing, seems you’re a girl magnet Eren.” Annie called with a similarly wry tone, leading Bertoldt by the hand a small hat with angelic wings for ears atop the tall man’s head and two bundles of cotton candy in his hands.

“It’s nothing! We just got lost together! And who are you two to chew me out anyway!?”

“Oooh, ‘getting lost together’ with Historia, Ymir’s gonna break your jaw. Let me know when that happens because I don’t want to miss it.” Jean chuckled, leading Marco, Sasha and Connie away from the food stalls, a turkey leg in each of their hands.

“Did the petting zoo break down? Who let a wild horse just run around like that?” Eren gave a cock smirk. “Oh it’s just Jean.”

“Enough you two, the fireworks are about to start.” Marco got between the two before they could start brawling, chuckling nervously.

A low shaking echoed through the park as lights illuminated the recently darkened area. “What’s that Rumbling?” Eren blinked, looking around.

“It means the show’s about to start.” Armin grinned as and Mikasa flanked him from either side.

“Yeah, that Rumbling happens every night before the fireworks.” Historia grinned as the others started gathering around them at the center of the park as well.

Sure enough soon the show began, nine differently colored rockers shooting into the sky and exploding, lighting up the whole park like daytime. Eren watched as the fireworks illuminated his friends’ awed faces, the sky alight like a shining aurora dancing through it. Mikasa gripped his hand as his friends crowded in from every side, pointing and laughing and watching the show.

Yeah, this was nice.

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Eren’s eyes shot open, staring up at the cold dark brick ceiling of his jail cell once again. Despite his crazy dreams he hadn’t left this place in quite some time. “More memories? From the past, or future, or somewhere else?” He muttered to himself with a sigh before closing his eyes, memories of reality slowly coming back to him as a defeated sigh ripped itself from deep in his lungs.

“Yeah… that would have been nice…”

[prism-rush]

Prism Rush Main Story Episode 2 Chapter 3

Beyond the Rainbow!! -sparkling acceleration to spring-

Episode 2: Our Love is DRAMATIC ♥ #3

First Previous Chapter

Translator’s notes: OH boy I have a lot to say about this one please bear with me. The first half of this chapter is nearly identical to the plot of the bonus animated drama which came as a DVD extra for the first movie. They both have Yu (after much difficulty) writing the melody for Dramatic Love and then everyone coming up with the lyrics in the bath, so it’s safe to assume that’s canon haha. They both even have that weird part with Taiga and the apple! Taiga is from Aomori prefecture, which is famous for apples. Apples are also associated with Hiro, and although I don’t think Taiga has anything against Hiro specifically, Hiro does represent the exact kind of flashy, girl pleasing type of Prism Show Taiga can’t stand. There is a joke in there somewhere!! But it’s not quite fleshed out, so maybe that’s why it’s never been brought up again. 

By translating this chapter I was also tricked into translating some of the lyrics to Dramatic Love, which is something I have both always wanted to do but have also always dreaded. I just don’t think I can do the song justice… at all. I didn’t even have to think about it though because I just straight away wrote down the translation that has always been in my head for over two years. And yet!! Still!!! AHHH!!! 

Yu’s line about “red string” references the Japanese idea that soul mates are connected by red string. The significance of him singing that line has to do with the fact that both Ito and Kouji have Prism Jumps using red string. Also, for those of you who may not have known, the Japanese word for string is… “ito.”

Yukinojo: Yu’s been in that same pose for hours…. is he OK?

Leo: Hello-hello! Is anyone home… huh?! He’s sleeping with his eyes open?!

Taiga: *yawn* Is dinner ready yet?

Yu: Shut up shut up shut up!! If you guys have this much free time, how about you stop standing around and help me?!

Shin: Well, I’m sure we’d all like to, but what exactly is there for us to do?

Yu: Hmm… let’s see. I know! You guys can write the lyrics! I have already finalized the melody, so I can leave the rest up you!

Yukinojo: What a good idea.

Kakeru: Yeah! That’s not bad at all!

Minato: I agree!

Shin: Oh, this will be neat!

Leo: Can we hear the song?

Yu: I’ll play it on piano… hold on a sec.

(Dramatic Love instrumental plays.)

It goes something like this. 

Kakeru: Wow, you really did it!

Shin: It’s great! But that reminds me, I’m pretty bad at writing stuff.

Minato: What kind of lyrics should we write?

Leo: Eheh! Ahem. I think we should focus on writing a song that will make girls’ hearts throb!

Kakeru: That’s it, chan-Leo! Nice idea!

Taiga: …I’ll pass, I’m out of here. 

Minato: If you don’t listen, I’m going to get an apple…. 

Shin: What are you talking about?

Minato: Kougami hates the sound of biting through the skin of an apple. Like… thiiiiiis. 

Taiga: C… CUT IT OUT….! O…okay I’ll help with the stupid song! Uhhh I mean, I’d be delighted to help! Just put down the apple! 

Minato: Thank you. Good boy. 

Yukinojo: Okay then it’s settled! We’ll all work together to make a heart-pounding love song!

Shin: Yeah! 

(Later)

Shin: Ahhh… the water’s nice. Wait a minute, why are we all taking a bath again?

Yukinojo: When one has trouble brainstorming ideas sometimes it’s best to relax for a bit in order to get the creative juices flowing. 

Yu: Is that why you guys are here?! To avoid work?!

Shin: Yu… you’re here with us too… 

Yukinojo: A love song… 

Leo: How should we write the lyrics…. 

Minato: I get ideas so quickly when writing a recipe, but this… 

Yu: Shin! Do something!

Shin: Umm… I’d like to… but…. 

Yukinojo: How about we each take turns thinking of glowing phrases. 

Kakeru: Oh! Let’s try! 

Leo: Good idea! 

Shin: Let’s do it!

Yu: …..Fine. 

Minato: And you agree too, right Kougami?

Taiga: Yeah yeah, I got it. 

Yukinojo: Okay. Shin, you go first. 

Shin: What! Why me?! …Well…. From the first day I learned about Prism Shows… Just thinking about when I first met Louis, and how he and everything around him looked at that moment…. surrounded by fireflies glittering in rainbow colors… It was so beautiful…. “When I see something beautiful, I want to meet you…”

Kakeru: Ohh! Amazing, amazing! Shin-chawan you’re something all right! 

Yukinojo: I’ll go next. …. “When I am next to you, the scenery shines 100 times brighter!”

Leo: That sounds like just your style, Yuki-sama. That was wonderful! 

Kakeru: My turn! “If there ever comes a day when we are apart… 

Minato: “… You don’t need to worry.” 

Yu: I’ll take it from here. “I’ll travel by our red string to find you.”

Minato: Kougami, we’re all looking at you. 

Taiga: …….. “We’llconnectbytelepathy..”

Kakeru: Taiga-kyun! I didn’t know such lovely words could come out of that mouth! 

Taiga: S… shut up! 

Leo: Okay, I’ll go. “I hope we can meet with just the two of us in a dream.”

Shin: Wow! That’s great! This is so great! Okay, here I go. “On your smiling face…”

Yu: “I can find all the PRISM of the world!” Now, I’ve got the chorus 

“You are the wind who takes my breath away. Going….”  Now, everyone together! Ready… go! 

(At Hijiri’s office)

Hijiri: It looks like everyone’s making great progress on preparing for the Christmas show. 

Shin: Yeah! We all worked together to create lyrics for the song Yu-kun wrote! 

Yu: All I have to do is finish the arrangement. 

Hijiri: I see. Well, let’s work on the other stuff. Shin, could you help me scout a good venue? 

Shin: Okay! 

Taiga: I’ll start thinking of the dance moves to go with Yu’s song. I don’t want us to be just standing there singing like dorks. 

Leo: Okay, then I’ll work on our outfits. We could have something like matching suits, with different colored corsages… Oooh! I’m getting so excited just thinking about it! 

Shin: You’re going to make us outfits, Leo-kun? I’ll really look forward to seeing them!

Yukinojo: I’ll take care of the atmosphere. You can’t call it a performance if the audience is not engaged. Using elements from kabuki theater, I’ll think of different ways to dress up the visuals so the audience can be truly enthralled. 

Kakeru: Well then, I’ll handle the publicity. I’ll make a PR video of everyone and upload it to the internet. How’s about that? 

Leo: A PR video! That sounds so cool! 

Kakeru: Minatocchi, what are you going to do?

Minato: I… 

Yu: I won’t be eating or drinking anything until I finish arranging the song. So could you make me dinner for later?

Minato: ….. Of course, of course. I’ll have a nice, hot dinner waiting for you.

Kakeru: … Minatocchi…? 

(In the dining room/kitchen)

Minato: Well, the stew is simmering… what to do now?

Kakeru; W-w-woah! The stew is boiling over! 

Minato: O-oh! Sorry! I… just got distracted! 

Kakeru: Geez, are you OK? Well, can I have a taste…? Hmm… it’s kind of boiled down isn’t it… 

Minato: You’re right. I’ll have to start over again. Everyone’s dinner has gone to waste… 

Kakeru: You seem kind of boiled down yourself, Minatocchi. It’s not like you to fail at cooking something.  

Minato: No, I’m…. 

Kakeru: It’s not good to bottle things up on your own. If you’re willing to talk to me, I’ll listen. 

Minato: Kazuo… Thank you. The truth is, I have been thinking about what I can do to help. Ichijo is the one who always encourages everyone along, and now everyone is using their skills to do great things. But… what can I do for Edel Rose… 

Kakeru: Minatocchi…. 

Minato: I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to push this on you. 

Kakeru: …Well, time’s up! Everyone off the worry train! 

Minato: Huh?!

Kakeru: As they say in the business world, worries should be kept to a minimum! If you have time to worry, you have plenty of time to be put to better use! I heard that on TV.

Minato: But… 

Kakeru: If you spend all your time bottling things up and never even try to take any kind of a first step, you won’t get anywhere. Yeah? 

Minato: ….Yeah. Kazuo you may be right. 

Kakeru. Of course I am! These are the words of future brilliant CEO, so you have to believe them! 

Minato: Even though you always look like you’re just fooling around, you really are serious. 

Kakeru: Huh?

Minato: You’re always watching out for everyone, so you’re sensitive to anything that changes and always worried about us. Kazuo, you are really such a kind person. 

Kakeru; N… not really…! I just told you what happened to be on my mind that’s all…! 

…Hey wait, I’m not Kazuo! My name is KA-KE-RU! 

Minato: Ehehe. Sorry, sorry. 

Yu: Hey…. 

Minato: Suzuno! You look like a mess! Are you alright? 

Yu: …The song… is finished!! 

Next Chapter.

[januvatl]

Watashi to Kanojo no Synesthesia

Synopsis: https://januvatl.tumblr.com/synesthesia

"uu..."

Potsun Potsun.

Kotsun Kotsun.

The noise resounds about the room as though it is trying to cause disorder. (TL note: Cause of her synesthesia)

...I hate the rain.

I've always been bad with the rain.

The rhythm of the raindrops always gives me the feeling as though it is slowly blotting out and corroding my existence. I especially hate it when it is like this, with the sound excessively reverberating about the room.

“Nn...”

On days like this, I will burrow into a futon without fail. Shutting my eyes in the darkness and focusing on the fragrance of the pillow.

The thick futon cuts off the sound, shutting my eyes allows me to disregard the colours, and immersing myself in the smell causes my awareness of the synesthesia to slip away. (TL note: unsure here 匂いに没頭することで音色を意識から外す)

By taking refuge in this futon capsule, I can protect myself from decaying. I won’t survive otherwise.

“...nyafuu”

Lured by the comfort, I spontaneously leaked out a sigh.

…..aa, so warm naa…

Yielding myself to the warmth in an experienced manner, I was just about to properly indulge myself when I feel my body getting shaken from outside. This is obviously an attempt to hinder my sleep. And this hindrance comes with a loud voice as a bonus.

“What are you doing? Fugaku Kisara chan?”

“Why the full name, Rinne Kokone chan”

“No reason in particular. By the way Kisara chan, isn’t this my futon?”

Of course I know that, that’s why I’m enjoying it. My own smell isn’t interesting at all. That’s why Kokone’s is good.

Nevertheless, her voice is as fluffy and sweet as ever. When I hear her slow “orange voice”, I feel super sleepy…

“.....gu”

“Aan Kisara chaaan, please don’t fall asleep?!”

“Ha….This human lullaby music box!!”

“What does that mean!?”

Although I can’t see her face, her expression is bound to be one of extreme bewilderment right now.

Having known her for so long, I can tell this much even without seeing it myself. Yet for the same reason, I also end up knowing stuff I don’t wish to know.

“As for why I’m sleeping….that’s because Kokone is here….”

“Please don’t say such ambiguous words with that look on your face!”

“There’s no evidence of me making that look when I’m completely covered by the futon…”

“I’ve known you for such a long time, of course I can tell what look you have right now!”

Tch. It seems we share the same advantage. With her words and shaking intensifying, my sleepiness was driven away. Reluctantly, I crawled out of the futon.

As light illuminated the room and restored my vision, I grimaced.

“Aa----”

-----The world is so ‘gray’.

An alarm clock with the design of a character popular with girls nowadays, a wardrobe with dresses that are meaninglessly decorated with frills, a dresser littered with cosmetics and a contrastively neat study desk.

Anything and everything reflected upon my eyes are black and white, a monochrome world.

An unpleasant sight isn’t it.

Everything has been completely swallowed up by the rain.

The world before my eyes that’s been devastated by the colour of gray seems as though it is trying to break me apart.

“Good morninggg, Kisara chan”

In this world of gray, only Kokone has a vibrant colour.

Soft and full lips the colour of sakura, sleepy looking softly drooping blue eyes and a smile that gives off a fluffy feeling like cotton candy.

Her fluffy and wavy blond hair extends past her shoulders, and shakes with the tilting of her head as though it is dancing.

Good complexion, a gentle vibe, sufficiently bulging soft looking chest, and a cute dress with many frills.

From top to toe, a complete bishoujo. (TL note: pretty girl) Flawless beauty as though she is a well made french doll.

The girl before my eyes, fluffy and extremely adorable is completely different from me, with my pallid skin, nasty expression and flat chest.

The difference in girl power is evident. She stands on the opposite end of the spectrum, with her unmatched beauty.

Without any feeling of envy, I called out to her.

“Morning, Kokone….do you need something?”

“No no, that’s my line….why are you in my futon?”  (TL note: Kokone uses “boku” to refer to herself which is less feminine compared to “watashi” that Kisara and most girls use)

“I thought you knew but….I hate the rain. That’s why I was in your futon to block my sight, hearing and smell.”

“Somehow the last one seems new...ehehe”

Breaking out a smile like soft boiled eggs once again, Kokone laughed.  (TL note: Don’t ask me why orz 半熟の卵みたいな笑顔)

A sweet smile that seems to have plenty of sugar added in.  A warm orange-coloured laughter that sounds like birds chirping-----

“------upu”

“Kisara chan?”

“Sorry, I feel sick….”

“....again?”

Orange mixed with a little blue , the result of worry added to amazement.

Her “voice” paints over the gray colour, and it really does put me at ease. However, my mind can’t handle the sudden change to the world, making me nauseous.

…..A troublesome body, same as ever.

My legs got tangled but Kokone caught me and I somehow managed to avoid falling down.

In my current posture, while thinking to myself that the black hair that entered my field of vision looks so gloomy, I shake my head.

“Are you alright?”

“Un...thanks Kokone”

While wringing out a word of gratitude, a single word comes to mind.

…..’Synesthesia’

The triggering of a different sense organ in response to a stimulus. For example, seeing the colour red and getting the feeling pain. For example, eating something sweet and getting the feeling of a round shape. For example-----hearing the sound of rain and seeing the colour gray.

“.....too much gray”

Even amongst those with this condition, mine is special. Due to extreme sensitivity, it’s at the extent of overwhelming my very soul.

The sound of rain, the sound of thunder and even human voices-----they swallow up my heart, the sight before my eyes.

The type of synesthesia where sound invokes a colour is known as ‘Chromesthesia’, while it seems that many who suffer from this have perfect pitch, I do not have such an ability.

It’s just that I hear colours.

It’s just unpleasant.

It’s just that.

“Kokone…..speak, continue….let me hear your voice….?”

Imploring, entreating her.

The only one I can rely on now is her.

Even my own voice is a muddy blue----as though I’m drowning.

While gathering up Kokone’s soft, fluffy hair and fragrance as well as embracing her, I called out to her.

“Nee, Kokone...please….”

“U--n…..if you give out more sweetness, I’ll think about it ♪”

“Fuyu?!” (TL note: Probably short for fuyukai desu, Kyoukai no kanata’s Kuriyama Mirai catch phrase. It means unpleasant.)

“The current Kisara chan is so sweet….just a little more, okay..?”

“U,uu….”

I give up.

As seen, this is her shortcoming.

The current voice, a transparent orange colour----truthfully and seriously so.

I am feeding her synesthesia.

Kokone’s synesthesia is “Lexical-gustatory synesthesia” (TL note: sound to taste).

To her, all sounds are food.

Every sound is able to trigger her sense of taste.

In other words, to her, hearing is the equivalent of eating.

“....Kokone”

“Eeh~ The current voice is bitter~ Are you making fun of me, Kisara chan?”

Narrowing her deep blue eyes, her voice drops by one octave.

Even without relying on the colour of red I feel, it’s evident that she’s discontented.

“Y, you don’t have to get mad with that super red tone of voice! Don’t you normally like eating this voice as well?!”

Kokone and I differ in that she doesn’t have like nor dislike any sounds. She’ll eat all sounds with relish.

In comparison, I get sick from hearing stuff, with the exception of a certain range of sound.

One who’s a glutton for sound and one who’s weak to them. That’s how the two of us are like.

“Kisara chan’s normal voice has a tasty bitterness, the sound of rain has a sweet cider-like taste but….for now, I want to hear Kisara chan’s sweet voice…?”

“The rain has a cider taste….I imagined it to a more water-like taste though.”

“Ki~sa~ra~cha~n~?”

Changing the topic to delay things was my plan but it didn’t work.

The colour I feel from the voice has left from the red zone and has the colour of black mixed in.

That which I hate most, black sounds.

“Hik….”

“Ah...sorry, Kisara chan.”

“Th, this, glutton devil….baka….gusu…”

“Ah, this verbal abuse, the bittersweetness is delicious….”

“.....the worst”

I’m really frightened over here yet she’s in ecstasy over my voice. Really the worst.

But, this is why Kokone----there is a balance, and we are together like this.

Her gluttony is dangerous.

That’s why my existence is necessary.

I am terribly unstable.

That’s why her existence is necessary.

She will nibble at even screams and killing intent.

Should she feel inclined to-------the thought ’wanna eat’ entering her mind, she may end up hurting someone. Kokone stays true to her appetite, making her all the more dangerous.

In comparison, I dread both screams and killing intent.

Voices filled with negative emotions have always seemed to be like the pitch black colour of the bottom of wells.

Hence I act as Kokone’s restraints, and in compensation, I receive her pure-----transparent desire-filled voice.

This is our abnormal relationship.

Codependence----abnormal codependence.

Synesthesia----abnormal senses.

Duet---abnormal sonata.   (TL note: 共奏曲で――狂奏曲。 Help D:)

“....♪”

I hear a song.

While being embraced tightly by Kokone, I hear a humming next to my ears.

“Nn”

Her breath brushes against my ear----

“Ha, a…..”

-----The world is trembling with brilliance.

Her singing is adding colour to the world.

Painting out the gray, swallowing it completely.

The colours of the world are increasing, becoming vibrant.

“Nn...Kokone”

I called her.

My voice is a sakura colour mixed with blue.

Proof that this is the only way for me to get some peace of mind.

A colour that Kokone would feel sweet.

“....♪”

With sweetness acting as fuel, her humming got louder, releasing vivid colours.

Tempo changes and vibrato, every time ‘shakuri’ and ‘kobushi’ takes place, the scenery becomes ever more vivid and beautiful. A magic-like transformation.

(TL note: テンポの変化やビブラート、『しゃくり』や『こぶし』が起きるたびに、景色はより鮮やかに、美しくなる. Are shakuri 『しゃくり』 and kobushi 『こぶし』 musical terms?)

More.

I want to see more.

“Nn, Kokone….please, more----”

----Give me more of this beautiful world.

Fill my heart up with colours.

Since I will sate your appetite as well.

Let your voice resound more.

In this manner of painting out the rain, continue humming.

◇◆◇

“Nn….Kokone, I’m alright now…”

The sound of rain can still be heard.

While the sight of raindrops striking the window still brings about a feeling of depression, it is now way way better.

In front of the monochrome filter, I believe a beautiful world has spread out.

So I raise my head, in this grey world, for the sake of living.

“Ehh~ I still want a little more~?”

While shaking her hair and frills, Kokone tilted her head.

Truly a glutton, this troublesome girl.

“It’s fine to eat sounds, but you have to properly eat your meals as well.”

Synesthesia is after all just a sensory input.

While sound can stimulate her palate, it can neither fill up her stomach nor can it provide nourishment.

At the end of the day, her synesthesia is only just a linking of senses.

For the sake of living, she has to eat actual food.

My existence is also to ensure that she eats actual food that she is indifferent to.

“Che. Alright….It’s fine if I properly eat my meal righttt?

“Yeah. I understand that you dislike it….but you have to eat, okay?

The reason Kokone doesn’t like eating actual food is because of the sound of eating. Chewing, swallowing, and scraping of cutlery, the cacophony of such sounds evokes different tastes.

Even when she eats chocolate, the sound of chewing triggers a different taste due to synesthesia. This causes mayhem in her mind it seems.

Even so, she gave a nod to my words.

Despite the reluctance, she agreed with the movement of her head.

This is why I move for her sake.

In this colourless world.

“Ne….is there anything you wanna eat?”

For the sake of seeing her warm voice colours.

It might be unusual, but it’s mutual.

We, are together for the sake of sharing sounds.

◇◆◇

“Kisara chan, this tamagoyaki is salty…”  (TL note: rolled omelette that’s supposed to be sweet)

“....That’s because of the synesthesia. Eating something changes the taste.”

“Ueeeh~, really…?”

“Really. Really really….uwa, what’s this saltiness. Super nasty”

“It leaked out! Something incredible just leaked out!!”

----It seems the world I wish for is still quite far off.

[magioftheseas]

for a komahina fic request, i'd love to read more sweet/romantic nsfw, especially if it was post-sdr2 (just because I can't stop rereading what you wrote the fic exchange, it was so lovely!!)

Sorry for the slight wait on this one! The weekdays are rough on me. ;;

Anyway, here you go~~

Rating: not explicit but uh, still pretty mature

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“Crashingthunder! Flashing lightning! Such a beautiful display of chaos and destructionputs even despair to shame!!”

“And if youkeep gushing instead of scrubbing yourself,” Hinata notes, dipping his fingersinto the bath. “The water will get cold.”

Thunderboomed outside as Komaeda simply laughed, pouring soap onto the sponge as hedid. “Ehehe, true, true…”

“Seriouslyhow are you not burning up?” Hinata asks dryly. “Just being near your spa bathis making me sweat.”

“You’restill free to join me!”

“Myanswer’s still no thanks.”

“Soboring!” Komaeda complains, and he starts with scrubbing his arms. “We couldhave an utterly intimate moment between lovers, and you turn me down!”

Komaeda’sface is flushed from the heat. His hair is done up in the kind of neat bun thatreally should be pulled out. Thereare still so many bruises.

“Oh well,”Komaeda sighs, turning away and starting work on his legs. Of course Hinatastares, taking in the bruising scattered across his inner thighs—thosesymmetrical scars are as sharply pallid as ever, even on Komaeda’s already fairskin. There are a few damp strands loose from the bun, curving just so over thenape of his neck.

He did thatbun himself. It should have been perfect—but maybe that present if slightimperfection was intentional. Healready wants to twirl those strands around his fingers, maybe suck moisturefrom the tresses. He also wants to bite at least one of those pale shouldersand—oh, maybe that knee, too…

“Sosubmerging my arm in the water isn’t an issue, right?” Komaeda asks suddenly,snapping him out of it if only briefly.

“Huh…?Oh, no. No, it’s pretty water-proof. I know how much you like soaking in bathsso…”

“Howconsiderate,” Komaeda says with a laugh, flashing him a pretty smile. Hinatashallowed and manages a smile back. When Komaeda turns back to clean himself,that smile quickly falters as Hinata pinched the bridge of his nose.

Can I even say it’sjust the heat…?

Ugh, itsounded like a lie even when unvoiced. He can already imagine Kamukura Izuruscoffing at him—and Hinata Hajime looking disgusted.

That’s nonsense,too. He can’thelp but think. It’s not like this isjust anyone. It’s Komaeda. Our KomaedaNagito.

“Hinata-kun.”

“Ah…Huh?”

Komaedapushed himself up, seating himself on the bathtub’s side, still turned away,but still with an air of expectation.

“You’llscrub my back for me, won’t you?”

“Oh…”He’s already grabbed the soaped sponge, squeezing it tight. “Yeah, yeah, ofcourse.”

Oh, he thinks as hestarts. He has scars here, too.

There arescars that were obviously from scratch marks.

His grip isalmost tight enough to whiten his knuckles, but he quickly takes a deep breath,calming himself as he cleans. He’s gentle, of course. Komaeda hums, and—

Komaeda’sstroking himself almost idly.

“Don’tdirty the tub, Nagito.”

“Ah, butit’ll be washed away by the water, right?” Komaeda asks him cheekily.

Hinata justgrabs his wrist, pulling it away. Despite everything, Komaeda allows it.

“Look,” hesays, almost carefully. “It’s…just not the right mood, alright?”

“Alright,”Komaeda parrots without a problem. Then he giggles as Hinata finishes up his back.“You’re sure, Hinata-kun?”

Hinataurges him back into the water. He goes. He rinses himself off, and Hinata hashis arms folded on the bath’s edge, his chin atop his arms.

“You reallydon’t have any shame, do you?”

“Why do youask?” Komaeda returns so cheerfully. “I’ve said before I don’t mind being seennaked by you.”

“I… Iguess I’m just a little envious, the more I think about it…” He trails off,averting his gaze. “You used to make this face when I’d see some of yourscars…”

“Ah…Oh…” Komaeda’s smile slowly drops. There’s a flash in the window. “You saidyou didn’t mind those, Hinata-kun…”

“I saidthat I wouldn’t find you disgusting because of the scars. After all, some ofthem…really weren’t your fault,” Hinata swallows and, “You were smiling atthe time, but, you really were worried about me being repulsed, huh?”

“If I saidI wasn’t, you’d know that was a lie,” Komaeda answered almost dully. Somehow,he manages a smile, but it’s smaller than before. “It’s really tasteless of youto bring that up now! I don’t mind your taking your anger out on me, but—maybeavoid such low blows? Haha…”

“That’s notwhat I…” He stopped himself and just shook his head. “If I do that again, youcan punch me if you want.”

“With therobot hand? It wouldn’t break, right?” Komaeda asks, looking at his saidrobotic hand with curiosity.

“Nah, it’spretty sturdy. Hit as hard as you want.”

“Ooh!”Komaeda immediately switched from fascinated to unimpressed. “I would never dothat, of course. I hate the idea of hurting you.”

Hinatablinked back, and quietly replied, “Same here. I’m… I’m really, really sorry,Nagito. I hadn’t… I hadn’t wanted you to be upset, but… That was still apretty stupid thing of me to say, huh?”

“Hmm. Hey,Hinata-kun, the reason why I seem to lack shame… Do you really not know why?”

He perkedup, but didn’t answer.

Komaeda wasgrinning, bright and radiant and perfect.

“Becauseyou look at me with so much love that any shame I would feel just washes away. It’s really quiteincredible!”

Hinatadidn’t say anything to that. He just stared back, lips ajar before he snorted,bursting into laughter.

“That’s—That’sreally, uh…”

Komaeda’swet robotic hand cups his cheek, the thumb running over his lips. Hinata’sbreathing seized, but he was nice and pliant when Komaeda tugged him into a kiss.

It was softand brief. And then Komaeda pulled away and stood.

“Well, Ithink I’m clean enough. And the water’s getting a little cold for my tastesanyway.

“Oh…”Hinata tried to keep his stare on his face instead of the dripping form beforehim. As Komaeda unplugged the tub and slipped out, Hinata didn’t even try tolook away from his rump. “Yeah… You look great.”

Komaedashot him a cheeky grin, and covered up with the towel that had been hung up.

“I just finishedgetting clean, Hinata-kun,” he says sweetly and matter-of-factly. “So you’llhave to wait, right?”

“…DoI…?”

“You do!”

He didn’t.