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he wants that cookie so bad............. i need enstars friends feel free to drop yalls ids..
#art#digital art#doodle#sketch#enstars#enstars fanart#tsumugi#tsumugi aoba#natsume sakasaki#ensemble stars#fanart#artists on tumblr#tsumunatsu#natsutsumu#tsumugi looks so weird sorry
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#ensemble stars#enstars#polls#hiiro amagi#the cutie ever#sorry but what I've learned about myself theough this journey is that i really like when their shirt matches their hair color 😭#which sounds weird but think of like. yuzuru and tsumugi's old outfits? blue like their hair and it#it matched. and they looked good doing it.#so this is that for me
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(IDOLiSH7) Haruka Isumi - An Idol's Daily Life Rabbit Chat: Part 1 - "kome up with"
Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5
Please note that I am not a professional translator. If you come across any mistakes, feel free to let me know and I will make the necessary corrections.
Haruka Isumi: Takanashi-san, good work today.
Haruka Isumi: Are you with Yotsuba right now? He hasn't read my text on Rabbit Chat yet
Tsumugi Takanashi: Isumi-san, good work today!
Tsumugi Takanashi: I'm not with him at the moment. He's currently doing a magazine photoshoot with Iori-san, so he might not be able to check Rabbit Chat for a while...!
Haruka Isumi: Ah
Haruka Isumi: So that's why Izumi hasn't read my text either
Tsumugi Takanashi: Was there something you wanted to tell them?
Haruka Isumi: I accidentally took Yotsuba's vocabulary book home with me, and I was wondering what to do. We have a test coming up, so I should probably return it soon
Tsumugi Takanashi: Ah! The English vocabulary test, right? I heard you all studied together for it after school.
Haruka Isumi: Yup. Yotsuba was panicking, so I helped him make the vocabulary book
Haruka Isumi: But the fact that he hasn't noticed it's with me tells me he didn't try to review it yesterday lmao
Tsumugi Takanashi: He mentioned this morning that he gave in to his temptation to watch a TV show and couldn't study… > <
Tsumugi Takanashi: Should I inform him about the vocabulary book?
Haruka Isumi: Nah, it's fine. He'll probably read it after the shoot
Haruka Isumi: I did think of taking it to the dorm right now if it was urgent since I have some free time
Haruka Isumi: But I'll just give it to him at school tomorrow
Tsumugi Takanashi: Sorry for the trouble and thank you!
Tsumugi Takanashi:
Haruka Isumi: By the way, Yotsuba misspelled a word lmao
Haruka Isumi: "kome up with"
Haruka Isumi: So funny
Tsumugi Takanashi: "come" turned into "kome"... > <
Haruka Isumi: And to top it off, he drew a character next to it that looks like a rice grain [1] lmaoo
Haruka Isumi: It's kinda got a relaxed face
Tsumugi Takanashi: Tamaki-san is good at drawing!
Tsumugi Takanashi: He's always doodling King Pudding sketches in the corners of his scripts; they're adorable...!
Tsumugi Takanashi:
Haruka Isumi: Yeah, he is pretty good
Haruka Isumi: Though everything he draws is kinda round.
Haruka Isumi: I'll write down the correct spelling next to the rice grain
Tsumugi Takanashi: Thank you very much!
Tsumugi Takanashi: Speaking of which, I heard your seats recently changed, and now you're sitting closer to each other.
Tsumugi Takanashi: I also heard you always wake up Tamaki-san when he's sleeping during class while you're distributing handouts...!
Haruka Isumi: Seriously, that guy falls asleep during class all the time
Haruka Isumi: Especially on days when we have classical literature in the fifth period; he's out cold
Tsumugi Takanashi: I wonder if it's because he gets sleepy after having lunch... > <
Haruka Isumi: That's probably part of it, but our classical literature teacher is a sweet old lady who speaks super softly
Haruka Isumi: I get drowsy too, so I understand
Tsumugi Takanashi: When a teacher has a soothing way of speaking, it does make you sleepy...
Haruka Isumi: What did you used to do when you were sleepy during class, Takanashi-san?
Tsumugi Takanashi: I would intentionally drop my eraser and pick it up, just to stretch my body a bit...!
Haruka Isumi: What if it rolled in a weird direction? Wouldn't that make you stand out more
Tsumugi Takanashi: There's a trick to making it roll to a good spot!
Haruka Isumi: What? lmaoo what kind of trick is that lol
Haruka Isumi: But yeah, moving around does help wake you up. I also do stuff like taking off my jacket or rolling up my sleeves to cool down
Tsumugi Takanashi: It must be even more exhausting for you all, considering you also have work… > <
Haruka Isumi: But if you're going to school anyway, it's better to just listen to the classes so you don't have to do any reviewing later. Plus, it saves you from last-minute studying before tests
Tsumugi Takanashi: That's impressive, especially with how busy you are!
Tsumugi Takanashi: I heard you occasionally even pack your own lunchbox.
Haruka Isumi: Yotsuba and Izumi talk about stuff like that too, huh? Lol. Only sometimes, when I don't have work
Haruka Isumi: I just pack what my grandma's already cooked or use frozen food, so it's not that big of a deal
Tsumugi Takanashi: That's more than enough...!
Haruka Isumi: It'd be nice if I could quickly whip up something with whatever's in the fridge
Haruka Isumi: But I don't have that kind of repertoire at all
Tsumugi Takanashi: Would you like me to recommend a recipe app?
Tsumugi Takanashi: I use it too, and it's very convenient because it suggests meals based on the ingredients you have in your fridge!
Haruka Isumi: There's an app like that!?
Haruka Isumi: I kinda want to check it out
Tsumugi Takanashi: I'll send you the link later!
End of Part 1.
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[1] Tamaki made a drawing of a rice grain because "kome" (米) means rice in Japanese.
#idolish7 translation#zool#idolish7#ainana#i7#id7#rabbitchat#rabbit chat#haruka isumi#isumi haruka#i7 translation
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A3! Backstage Story Translation - Tsumugi Tsukioka SR: Searching for My Style - Part 2
Tsumugi: The suits section should be… Around here.
Tsumugi: Woah… There are a lot more types than I expected.
Izumi: There’s also a special feature for wedding suits.
Tsumugi: Looks like there are a lot of people buying suits for the same reason I am.
Izumi: Seems like it.
Tsumugi: … I’m really sorry for making you help me pick a suit, Director.
Choice 1: It’d be nice if we can find a suit you like
Izumi: It’d be nice if we can find a suit you like.
Tsumugi: It really would be…
Izumi: I’m sure it’s hard when there’s so many to pick from…
Tsumugi: I wonder if I’d be able to recognize what would look good on me in the blink of an eye if I wore suits regularly like Itaru-kun and Chikage-san do.
Izumi: Ahhh… They do seem used to wearing suits, don’t they?
Tsumugi: Yes. I think it’s cool how wearing suits is no big deal for them–
Izumi: But I think that because you usually wear casual clothes, you look fresh and dashing when you wear a suit.
Tsumugi: You think so? Hearing you say that makes me feel a little more confident.
Choice 2: It’s fun seeing all these suits
Izumi: It’s fun seeing all these suits. And it can also serve as reference for future costumes.
Tsumugi: I’m glad you think so. I would’ve never picked one if I was by myself.
Izumi: I also have a hard time whenever I have to pick what to wear for a wedding, so I get how you feel.
Izumi: Let’s take a look around now that we’re here! I’ll help too.
Tsumugi: Thank you so much! You’re so reliable.
Izumi: Hmmm… There are so many patterns with similar designs and colors.
Tsumugi: What should we do… I wasn’t expecting there to be so many varieties, so now I really don’t know what to pick.
Izumi: Wouldn’t it be better if we asked a store clerk for their opinion?
Tsumugi: Let’s do that.
Tsumugi: Um, excuse me.
Clerk: Yes, can I help you?
Tsumugi: I’m looking for a suit to wear to a wedding…
Clerk: A wedding! Your friend’s?
Tsumugi: Yes.
Clerk: Then, I’d recommend something from the ones over here.
Clerk: For those with cool undertones, we have the ones over here. For those with warm undertones, I believe the ones over there would be best.
Tsumugi: Cools… Warms…?
Clerk: Then, for those with a natural body type, there are the ones over here, and over here for the ones with wavy hair… And these for those with straight hair.
Tsumugi: Uh, umm…!
Tsumugi: Director, what should I do…
Izumi: (What do I even say, I didn’t understand much either…!)
Izumi: Tsumugi-san, since it’s come to this, all you can do is that.
Tsumugi: … Yes. I’m left with no choice but to try all of them on!
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Tsumugi: I’m home.
Izumi: Welcome back, Tsumugi-san. I hope the wedding was good.
Izumi: Oh, how was the suit?
Tsumugi: Ah, umm…
Izumi: Hm…?
Tsumugi: …
[Flashback starts]
Classmate A: It’s been a month, Tsumugi-kun~ … Huh? This isn’t the suit you were wearing last time, is it?
Classmate B: Has your taste in suits changed, Tsukioka?
Tsumugi: No, I just bought a new one. There’s been a lot of weddings lately. I wouldn’t have bought one if it wasn’t for occasions like this…
Classmate C: I see. You don’t wear suits often now that you’re an actor, do you?
Tsumugi: Pretty much.
Classmate D: Hey, hey, Tsukioka-kun… Did you get a girlfriend?
Tsumugi: Eh!?
Classmate A: Ahh, I get it. My tastes in clothes also changed after I got a boyfriend.
Classmate B: Seriously, Tsukioka? You should’ve told us earlier!
Tsumugi: No, that’s not it…
Classmate C: It’s cool, It’s cool, we can keep a secret! It’ll turn into a scandal if it gets out, after all~
Tsumugi: That’s really not it–
[Flashback ends]
Tsumugi: (... I can’t really explain that to her.)
Izumi: Did it feel weird in some way?
Tsumugi: N-Not at all! They told me it looks good on me.
Izumi: I’m glad~!
Tsumugi: (Let’s leave it at that for now.)
part 1 | part 2
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i wanna hear ur DR fat people aub please
oh you dont you dont want to hear about how angry this makes me like actually. i will get so mad ANYWAYS let me tell you anyways.
uhhh tw for sexual assault actually. and drugging.
it bothers me BOTH in canon AND in fanon the fat characters are treated so differently than the other characters its so STUPID.
i dont know how well i am going to be able to articulate this but essentially. the creators of danganronpa decided to make the two fat characters in the first two games (hifumi and teruteru) the butt of the joke or "comedic relief" (aka really perverted characters) instead of treating them like the rest of the cast.
and then, when they designed miu, a conventionally attractive blonde lady, everyone in this stupid ass dumb motherfuckering fandom LOVES her. but nooo, hifumi and teruteru are disgusting and gross and weird!! miu is a queen obviously!!
PISSES ME THE FUCK OFF.
ESPECIALLY BECAUSE HIFUMI ISNT EVEN HALF AS BAD AS MIU LIKE WHAT THE HELL.
and like. may i remind ygys that its implied miu sexually assaulted shuichi in her love suite event. like she raped him.
and who was the character who got so angry about a woman being sexually assaulted he killed the guy who he thought did it....OH RIGHT!!! HIFUMI YAMADA.
its like hifumi is hated the most out of everyone solely because hes fat. its unbelievable. like with the shit he says (joking about vore, making comments about the use of the word penetrates, etc. ???) vs MIU who actively bodyshames people, is brash and crude, LITERALLY RAPES SOMEONE, vs teruteru who is pretty fuckin creepy and drugs people, ITS ACTUALLY SO INSANE THAT HIFUMI IS HATED AS MUCH AS HE IS.
can you tell i like hifumi. i really do. i think hes so neat we could bond over so many things and everyone who hates him talks about how he looks weird and they dont like his face or his body and im like EX FUCKING CUSE YOU, this is the same guy who pours every bit of himself into his interests, he's so passionate about the things he loves (princess piggles!!!!!!! robo justice!!!!!!!!!!) he's so unapologetic about loving the things he loves and he's so FUCKING TALENTED, like he made a WHOLE COSPLAY with AMAZING ATTENTION TO DETAIL AND THATS NOT EVEN PART OF HIS FUCKING TALENT. HES NOT THE ULTIMATE COSPLAYER HES THE ULTIMATE FANFIC CREATOR AND HE MADE A COSPLAY THAT GOOD.
he should have both titles sorry tsumugi.
and yet everyone hates on him because hes fat, they just dont say it. FUCKING SAY IT. SAY YOU HATE HIM BECAUSE HES FAT.
anyways this kinda just. turned into me appreciating hifumi. i know this is a unpopular opinion but its mine so.
tl;dr i hate hate HATE the way people treat miu, a skinny blonde lady, va the way people treat hifumi, a fat man, even though she's leagues worse than him. it makes me so angry i could eat a house and puke debris all over those people. thank you.
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hii can i req tsumugi x fem reader smut where hes kinda pent up making him a little rough and a lot of praise ?? ty!!
yes, yes you can!!!!
Bad Bad, tsumugi aoba
mdni, smut under read more
sketch info : smut, semi ooc mugi ( still havent read the story), kissing, praise, pet names, dom tsumugi, sub!afab!reader, womanly parts are described/used, slightly rougher sex, spit, fingering, he did not wrap it, creampie, fem presenting reader, tsumugi has sumn for ur voice, girl is used..
a/n : Sorry, i got to this a bit late, i spent 2 days thinking about how i would start this! + the zzz grind was too hard and ive been busy figuring out what to draw😒
his soft humming came to an abrupt stop as you walked in front of him, "tsumugi, is something wrong?." you asked, the noise of the multiple keychains and your other belongings rang loud as you unlocked the front door. "Ah.. no, you just smell very nice.." he coughs, rather awkwardly, walking behind you into your shared apartment. He sets the bags he had been holding onto the floor, and he did not skip a beat to push you against the wall eagerly.
"yn.. im sorry, its been a while, right?" he mumbled, breathing heavily. The amount of eye contact made your legs shake as you agreed, as he came closer, you freeze. his lips mashing against yours in a heated battle, a moan slips from your mouth as you grab his arm, pushing him away softly. "give... give me a second, mugi!" you whine, staring at his bruised lips. "Sorry, im feeling a bit weird" he apologizes, backing away, eyes heavy. his hands travel your figure, squeezing your chest and kissing your neck. "is this okay?" he asks with a trembling voice before he continues feeling you up, almost desperately. "hmph, lets go.. now i feel weird!" you huff, grabbing his hand and pulling him to your bedroom.
as he shuts your door, you begin to undress hastily, pulling off your shorts and shirt. he follows after, almost ripping his pants that were way too tight: consistently tightening around his growing hard-on every time hed move; off, they were in his way, tsumugi takes his shirt off with as much vigor as his pants, throwing his shirt onto the floor and stepping out of his pants.
he chuckles, walking over torwards you and embracing you while forcing you into a heated, sloppy kiss. it wasn't normal to see him this desperate, his hands, yes– begging to find somewhere to settle, but his feverish kissing and holding you so close to the point you couldn't breathe.. — its so good, huh. breaking away from the kiss, you pant heavily, falling onto the bed as he comes after. "hngh.. tsumugi–!" You gasp, throwing your head back as he kisses your breasts and spreads your legs softly. "mhm... please, say my name again.." he mutters, pausing his actions before he hears you choke out a moan of his name, tsumugi almost tears your panties off in a haze, his eyes rolling into the back of his head as he goes back for more kisses. you lift your hips to help before wrapping your arms and legs around him, "mugi.. It's crazy how you have me.. hah, like this!" You giggle in between kisses as he spreads your folds and slowly pushes one of his fingers inside of your hole, curling it occasionally. and not long after, another digit enters you in a sissoring motion. "fuck– youre so wet.. can i put it in, baby, please." he begs, pulling away for air and looking deeper into your eyes for confirmation. as you nod, trembling in anticipation, he lifts himself and pulls his cock out— hes long, and the way his tip rubs and catches your clit as he thrusts his hips softly. "hurry.. tsumugi, inside." and thats all he needed to hear, no?.
his pelvis is flush against your ass as he lifts your legs above his shoulders. "yes.. good girl, youre taking me so well!" he groans, setting a rough pace with his almost erratic thrusts. you moan almost pornographically, toes curling as you wrap your arms around his. "its.. so so deep, ah.. uuh" your voice shakes, unnoticed by you. it feels like youre going crazy, but he looks worse. hair disheveled and glasses discarded somewhere. "youre doing so good.. uhuh.. so tight!" and it feels good to have him stuff your hole like this, his length might go unmatched, hes conflicted between your mindless babbles and praise until he hears his name, "gosh, your voice is so pretty.. more—fuuck.. yeah," he throws his head back in a mix of pleasure and suprisingly embarrassment, sweat drips from his forehead down his neck and onto your body. your face as red and sweaty as his, eyes watering and moaning uncontrollably. begging without need, moving your hips to match his pace, until he move onto rougher and deeper strokes, his focused face and his hair sticking to his forehead unceremoniously, as much as his labored breathing.
"you feel so good, youre so pretty.. yes, hngh, my pretty girl" he huffs, kissing the side of your lips hastily, "i know youre not going anywhere.. fuck youre such a good girl!" his expression was strained, eyes trying to focus on your face. his teeth drawing blood from his lip as his length twitches inside of you, his cock inside of you repeatedly, and to your demise, quite sharply hits the spongy spot as if it were a punching bag. "aah.. Tsumugi! fuck.. fuck, its so.. god, its too much!" your eyes squeeze shut in an almost panic, heart beat rising quicker than you expected. " im cumming, tsumugi.." you whisper weakly, legs starting to shake as you throw your head back, your orgasm hitting you like a truck, blinding you; its good, so good that you could just explode
the smell of sex became more pungent— he grits his teeth as his hand lifts your hips up, his pelvis pushing deeper into you, as if your bodies were to connect. the snap of his hips against your butt were unforgiving, He grunts, whimpering as he shoots his load into you, the warm feeling if it filling you up suprised you. "ahh.. ugh, i didnt w-warn you.. yn– you feel so good," you gasp, whining as he pulls himself out. his cum drips out of you messily, you lift yourself up albeit weakly, "hm.. its okay" fingering his cum back into you. and again, to your demise, his cock springs up once again at the erotic sight of your clearly exhausted and sweaty body, mixed with your furrowed brows and the way your chest rose. its as if you were a light in his dark times, he pushes you back down and positions his cock against your hole, "im sorry baby, you're amazing" he smiles, plunging his cock back into your warm and messy cunt— its going to be a long afternoon and you both know it.
hii! rei or wtv you guys wanna call me here, requester, i sincerely apologize if this seems lazy to you or it finished abruptly! i finished this at 10:50 pm, kinda took me the whole day cause i was at the part gathering inspiration for art.. i think? If you liked this, could you leave this a like?
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Hello. Can I request a Ryunosuke Tsunashi x reader where Ryu realizes his feelings and admits to them.. Thank you in advance!!!
P.S. I am very grateful to you for your work. I look forward to your new post with great joy every time.
TOUCH TOUCH TOUCH I WANT TO TELL YOU.
Because the words he speaks to you, are the very thoughts you haven’t voiced to him just yet.
ft. Tsunashi Ryunosuke x gn! reader.
cw/genre: fluff, romance.
hello anony ! I’m so sorry this took so long, I hope you still enjoy. Thank you so much for requesting and for your kind words, I hope to keep writing stories you can continue to look forward to, mwah !
The realization hits him as icy snowflakes graze his skin.
Under the city lights of winter, you shine the brightest to him
Skipping along ahead of him you call out:
“Ryu… Come on!” You giggle, running up to him, your gloved hand tugging on his. “There’s food stalls over there!” You excitedly announce. “We should get some hot chocolate!” You smile up at him.
He regards you, those soft amber eyes of his catching the starlight hidden by the urban illumination.
A lovestruck smile curls up on his lips, shades of demure carmine tinting the idol’s tan cheeks.
You tilt your head to the side when he doesn’t move.
So cute. He thinks
“Ryu?” You call him, reaching up to cradle his face in between your palms. “Are you alright? Are you feeling cold?”
Certainly not with you holding his face like this.
He can’t tell you that now, however. You’re friends, for him to just blurt out the way you’ve become more than that…
He can’t risk it.
At least not yet.
So Ryunosuke clears his throat, trying to look as composed and relaxed as humanly possible with you looking at him with that expression full of tender concern.
“I-I’m alright.” He beams, warmth in the heart of a midwinter’s night. “Yes, let’s get you some of that chocolate.” He smiles.
You chuckle, holding onto his arm as you lead the way.
“You’re cute Ryu…” You let out, trailing off, perhaps more to yourself than to him.
As you make your way in between the multiple groups of friends and couples, he wonders, how long will he be able to keep his feelings to himself?
Little does he know, you feel the exact same way.
—
The rest of the night goes by with idle chatter and soft laughter, your building coming into view all too soon as you walk by Ryu’s side.
He wishes this was a real date, and that the good night he utters to you with a smile could be replaced by a gentle kiss instead.
But he can’t do that.
Ryunosuke lets out a sigh after your smile has disappeared behind your apartment’s door.
For how long can his heart endure this eternal dilemma?
Inside, you lean against the other side of the door, your heartbeat loud.
You called him cute.
You called your friend, who you very obviously have a crush on, cute.
Did you mess up? Does he think you’re weird now?
‘Calm down, [Y/n].’ You try telling yourself, taking in deep breaths. ‘You two had a good time, tasty food and the night was beautiful. Everything's okay…’
This could have very well been a date if you were brave enough to make your feelings more clear.
Heaving out a breath, you slide to the floor, sitting down against its warm wood.
As you text your friend Tsumugi about tonight, you can’t wait to meet up with Ryunosuke again.
—
“You’re late tonight.”
Is the statement that greets Ryu when he returns to his shared home.
The remark is laced with amusement, which shifts to a more serious tone when the owner of the voice adds: “You better not be exhausted at tomorrow’s practise.”
“Tenn, what are you? His mom?” A deeper tone chides TRIGGER’s center, the latter’s protests dying down as their leader continues the conversation. “So, how did your date go, Ryu?” Gaku asks, a brow raised knowingly.
“It wasn’t a date… Not yet at least…” Is Ryu’s response.
Tenn and Gaku look at each other knowingly, then at his friend.
“It’s true, guys… [Y/n] and I are just friends…” He hesitates for a moment, then goes on. “Well, at least I’m sure that’s the best… I realized…” A dusting of pink blooms across the idol’s cheeks. “Maybe… No. I do like them. More than a friend…”
His two friends regard him with matching grins.
“Have you told them that, Ryu?” Gaku questions.
Ryunosuke sighs.
“I haven’t… I’m not sure… What if they don’t feel the same?”
“Just don’t take advice from the guy who got rejected twice in the span of five minutes.” Tenn lets out.
“Hey!” Gaku glowers at him, but Tenn goes on.
“You should tell them, Ryu. At the very least, they deserve to know your true feelings, no? Even if they don’t reciprocate, they don’t seem like the type to not remain as friends afterwards.”
“You’re right.” The brown haired man smiles. “I’ll think of something, thank you guys.”
That night, as he lays in bed, Ryunosuke’s mind works a mile a minute, thinking up of a nice spot to take you when he makes his feelings known.
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A glittery blue expanse extends by your side, the end of it merging into the cerulean and powder white of a clear afternoon’s stray clouds.
Waves gently lap against the light sand, their sound calming beneath the hustle and bustle of people walking by the boulevard parallel to the coastline.
If you didn’t know better, you would think you’re in early summer, with the sun high up and color and light filling everywhere you look.
Then again, when you were with Ryu, warmth had a habit of finding its way to your chest and cheeks.
You feel… so happy right now. As if things could only keep getting better from now on.
He feels at ease too.
Tranquil skies and gentle oceans always managed to encourage him, after all.
He has to tell you. How he feels. Today he has to tell you.
Molten sunshine eyes flit towards you, just to find your own stealing glances towards his hand.
A balmy salty breeze blows by, and with it, a warm sensation caresses Ryu’s skin when your hands brush against each other.
His own smile mirrors your own, neither of you intending to pull away when your hands touch again, and again, and one last time, before your pinky entwines with his.
You walk in silence, but, despite the anticipation your friend feels, it’s comfortable, as all things were with you.
The dazzling daylight takes on a warmer gilded hue as the sun begins descending from its zenith, the crowd beginning to dissipate as lunchtime nears.
You two reach a set of benches overlooking the sea, perennial leaves hanging from the brambles casting translucent shadows over them.
The both of you decide to take a moment to admire the scenery, leaning against the railing.
The gentleness of his baritone almost merges with the sunlit waves when he calls your name.
You turn towards him, facing him.
Those eyes of his, the color of autumnal equinoxes, sunbeams and golden leaves dancing in tune with the love songs Ryunosuke wishes could sing to you, dance with you.
“Can I… Can I tell you something?” Comes his question, shades of a sunset that’s still hours away beginning to tint around his cheekbones.
You give him a soft smile.
“Always, Ryu.” You utter.
“Okay…” He lets out a nervous chuckle. “I’ve realized that I…” He faces you, fully. If he’s confessing to you, he must do it properly. “[Y/n]. I like you. Not just as a friend. I like you romantically… And if you’d let me, I'd love to take you on a date, a proper one, as your boyfriend this time.”
Your gaze widens as you stand there, staring at him.
Did he just say he likes you? In the same way you like him?
So he returns your feelings, then.
A smile makes it to your face as you recall the conversation you had with Tsumugi over text the last time you and Ryu went out.
She was right, it seems. He really does like you.
“Ryu, aren’t we on a proper date right now, though?” Your eyes are bright when you look up at him, your hand finding his.
With a tender expression that rivals the cotton candy clouds gathering in the faraway horizon, he closes his eyes for a fleeting instant, focusing them on you when his eyelids flutter open again.
“I suppose we are.” He agrees, tone soft, barely above a whisper.
You scoot closer to him, head leaning against his chest, as his arms wrap around you comfortingly.
The sun begins its descent towards the glittering skyline.
It smiles as it watches the couple.
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Mankai Therapy Company
tsumugi vc you guys need so much therapy on god
It started, like it always did, with extortion.
Or rather, it started at a company meeting.
“I,” Tsumugi announced, “have great news.”
“You’re getting married?” Citron all but yelled. Tsumugi choked.
“N-”
“I didn’t hear Tasuku say anything,” Itaru muttered without looking up from his handheld gaming device, still managing to be heard by everyone in the room.
“I’m not getting married!” He closed his eyes and inhaled slowly before opening them. “I - we-” he gestured towards the Director- “called everyone in here to tell you that I was able to contact one of my old colleague’s practices, and they said they’d be willing to do business with our company at a reduced price.”
“Practice?” Muku echoed in confusion.
“He’s telling us to see a shrink.” Yuki said flatly.
“Only if you feel comfortable doing so,” Tsumugi curled his fists to keep himself from wringing his hands together. It was best not to show nerves in these situations. “I acknowledge that it is a personal choice and I won’t force anyone into this. However, if you do decide to take this opportunity, it’s now arranged so that the company will pay for your sessions in full.”
“Am I dreaming?” Tsuzuru blinked. “Did you just say free health insurance?”
“Holy shit, are you crying?”
“No!” He rubbed his eyes quickly. Kazunari patted him on the arm.
“There, there, Tsuzuroon.”
Sakyo cleared his throat. “I have a question.”
“Yes?” Tsumugi did his best to make his expression open and nonjudgmental.
“Or a concern. Where in the company’s budget have these funds been allocated?”
Tsumugi’s smile was unchanging, not flickering or wavering in the slightest. “Sorry, let me rephrase that. Anyone who works for Mankai Company who wants to see a therapist, counselor, psychiatrist, or any mental health professional now can, free of charge, with any copayments covered in full. Is that understood?”
Izumi had to hand it to Tsumugi, the soft-spoken man could be downright scary when he wanted to be. Why was it always the nice ones?
“I’ll be reviewing this on next month’s budget.”
“Great!” Tsumugi hummed. “Does anyone else have a question?”
“Yeah,” Taichi raised his hand, “why are you telling us to go to therapy? Isn’t that for, like, divorced couples and depressed shut-ins and stuff? I mean, none of us qualify for that, right?”
Tsumugi’s eye twitched. He couldn’t help it.
“Hey, Tsumugi!”
Tsumugi looked up from the script he’d been reading on the sofa, politely greeting Taichi in return as the boy opened the fridge and grabbed a soda. He frowned slightly.
“Nanao, don’t you have school tomorrow?”
“Yep!” Taichi nodded as he popped the soda cap off and took a swig. “Uh, why? Is there something else happening tomorrow?”
“No, I just-” he looked pointedly towards the soda. “Are you sure it’s a good idea to drink so much caffeine before bed? Won’t you have trouble going to sleep?”
“Oh, this?” Taichi laughed and rubbed his neck. “It - okay, this might sound fake, but I swear soda and caffeine actually make me sleepier! Weird, right?”
“That’s certainly…interesting.”
“Azuma, my dear, my camellia that blossoms in the moonlight,” Homare paused. “Were you, perchance, the one that moved my tea bags?”
“Hm? No. Why, are you missing some?”
“No.” Homare closed his eyes for a few seconds before opening them. “I…apologize for the accusation. Thank you.” He turned around to leave before-
“Aha!”
“Oh crap,” was all Tasuku could manage before Homare accosted him. “Tasuku, my Adonis, you wouldn’t happen to have moved my tea bags this morning, would you?”
“Uh, yeah?” He blinked. “They were in front of the cereal. I didn’t take any, though, if you’re missing some.”
“I’m not!” Homare reassured him. “I simply woke up to find the lavender and chai had switched places, and the lemon much farther to the left than it should be, which as you can imagine is quite a distressing predicament to find oneself in.”
“I…I really can’t imagine that, no.”
He hummed. “Well, if you do find yourself moving my teas again, please ascertain that they are relocated back to their original positions, would you?”
Tasuku didn’t have the energy to argue. “Okay, sure.”
Azuma chuckled. “Classic Homare.”
Tsumugi bit his lip.
“Ah, Tenma,” Tsumugi slid a sheet of paper across the table and tapped on it. “This kanji is backwards.”
“Huh?” Tenma snatched up the paper and stared at it, blinking hard. “Oh…oh, yeah, you’re right. Sorry.” He winced.
“It’s no problem,” Tsumugi smiled gently. “Let’s just correct it and move on, shall we?”
“Yeah,” Tenma’s ears were still flushed, “yeah, okay.”
“I’ve got it!” Tsuzuru slammed open the door forcefully and marched in like a knight on a mission. A pale, scrawny, sickly looking knight with unwashed hair and dark eyebags. “I’ve got the new script!” He grinned maniacally.
Itaru looked up. “Five.”
“That’s great, Tsuzuru!” Izumi smiled and took the packet, still warm from the printer. “I’ll read through this tonight and have my notes ready by tomorrow.”
“Are you okay?” Tsumugi asked.
“I’m fine. I’m great! I’m wonderful!” Tsuzuru said, a little forcefully.
Citron stood. “Four.”
“When was the last time you slept?”
“I can’t just sleep, Tsukioka, what if I forget a line or piece of dialogue?”
“Wouldn’t want that to happen,” Chikage muttered. “Three.”
“Still - sorry, what are you counting for?”
Sakuya just shrugged, half-smiling apologetically. “It’s just easier to coordinate this way. Two.”
“Coordinate what?”
Tsuzuru collapsed face first into Masumi’s arms. “...One.”
“Taichi’s right, I don’t think any of us need that therapy crap. ‘Cept for Hyodo, maybe someone’ll find out why he’s so chronically annoying.”
Juza elbowed Banri in the ribs. He retaliated by punching his shoulder.
“It’s a scam anyway.” Yuki spoke up before the fight could escalate further. “Therapy’s just a pseudoscience made to make normal people feel good about themselves by talking to a stranger. No offense.”
Tsumugi steepled his fingers. “None taken. On a related note, how many of you have actually been to therapy?”
Yuki looked away, muttering something about school counselors and zero tolerance policies. Nobody else seemed willing to speak up.
“I have!” Misumi raised his hand. Tsumugi blinked, trying not to look surprised.
“Really?”
“Mhmm! I think?” Misumi leaned back on the sofa. “I was really young.”
“What…how was it?”
“They gave me some toys to play with and asked Gramps a lot of questions,” he shrugged. “Don’t remember much else.”
“I…see.” Tsumugi said slowly. “That’s very…enlightening. Thank you.” He coughed. “Still, I have a stack of business cards here, so I would like all of you to take one.”
Banri glared at his card like its existence offended him. Kazunari flipped his over and shoved it into his pocket when he was sure nobody was looking. Misumi also put his in his pocket, but only after forcing the edges down to make a triangle fold.
Tsumugi prayed that he made the right decision to be so upfront about this. Then again, it wasn’t like anyone else was going to make the first move.
He had almost forgotten about it, a month later, when Banri stormed into his room and practically threw the business card at him. “Rurikawa was right, therapy’s a total scam. I want a refund and I didn’t even pay anything.”
Secretly Tsumugi was pleased that Banri had relented into going for a few sessions, but he forced those feelings down. “It’s normal to feel upset after a session. But if you feel like you’re being treated unfairly, you can always ask for another therapist.”
“Yeah, I’m being ‘treated unfairly’.” Banri rolled his eyes and sat down on the floor, right in front of him. “You still have your license, right? Why can’t you be our therapist?”
“That’d be an extreme conflict of interest and highly illegal.”
“Didn’t know we cared about the law,” Banri muttered under his breath.
“If you want to talk, though, I always can as a friend.”
“Right, so,” he waved his hand flippantly. “I was just telling this chick about Hyodo eating my pudding with my name on it, and in the middle she looks me right in the eyes and says Oh, wow, you must really like this Hyodo person to talk about them so much!”
“Oh. Wow.”
“As if! I was just telling you how much he pissed me off, seriously, how dense do you have to be to NOT understand that?”
Tsumugi bit back several comments. “I can’t imagine.”
“Ugh. Anyways. This sucks.”
“Sometimes it does,” he said sympathetically.
“Tsumugi!”
He barely had time to blink before Homare’s fingers had interlaced with his, a quick kiss pressed to his temple. “Hello, Angel!”
“Hello, Homare,” he smiled, more than used to these random bouts of affection. “How are you?”
Homare glanced down the hallway quickly before leaning in close to his ear. “Actually, I do have a topic I wanted to discuss with you. Your knowledge on the subject would provide valuable insight on the matter.”
Tsumugi felt the back of his neck prickle. “What is it?”
“Do you think I’m on the spectrum?”
“There’s...a lot of spectrums, Homare.”
He tsked. “True. I- I initially assumed my therapist said I might be on the artistic spectrum, and I told them that I was a renowned poet on the literary arts spectrum, but-” he sighed dramatically, “they simply laughed and gave me a pamphlet to ‘read over’.”
“I see,” Tsumugi squeezed his hand. “And you read it?”
“I…I did, yes.”
Thank god, FINALLY, Tsumugi wanted to say. Instead, he very tactfully asked, “What did you think?”
“I am,” Homare frowned slightly. “Not sure. I’m afraid I must deliberate on the matter further before drawing forth any hasty conclusions.”
“Well,” Tsumugi kissed his cheek. “There’s no rush.”
Hisoka looked left, then right, then cautiously reached for the doorknob before-
“Where the hell do you think you’re going?” Chikage snapped, crossing his arms.
“There’s a pop-up sweets shop in the next town,” he yawned plainly. “I want to see it.”
Chikage narrowed his eyes. “I thought you were expressly forbidden from driving.”
“It’s only a few minutes,” he shrugged.
Chikage’s lip curled. “Are those Tasuku’s keys?”
“He’s out jogging.” Hisoka answered. It was getting harder and harder to stay-
He felt somebody shaking him. “I hope you were planning on asking your boyfriend to drive you.”
“I can drive myself,” Hisoka felt a twinge of annoyance. “It’s fine.”
“Right,” Chikage closed his eyes. “Get in Chigasaki’s car before you do anything stupid.” He shook his head and muttered, “Of all the reckless…I can’t believe you fell asleep in the MRI machine-”
Tsumugi watched the door slam shut on Hisoka’s smirking face.
#astra rambles#a3!#ficposting#Note 1: this is supposed to be lighthearted so i tried to stick mostly with what i'm familiar with#that being said not everything here is a reflection of my personal opinion and shouldn't be used as a self-diagnosis yadda yadda#Note 2: in typical fanfic irony i banged this whole thing out through the power of hyperfocusing at 1 am. go figure.
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[R] Sakyo | Acclaimed Accuracy Rate
Seems like a lot of card game’s been popular nowadays. They sure can come up lots of things, from interesting to weird ones.
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Long-legged Mr. Sakyo! - Part 1
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*Director's default name as Izumi
―Lounge (Night)―
Sakyo: I’m home.
Itaru: Welcome home, Sakyo-san.
Citron: You came back at such a good timing!
Sakyo: Hm? Are you all going to have a drinking party?
Azuma: I invited everyone here to drink since I got a hold of a good ‘sake’, you see. Care to join us?
Sakyo: Sure, let me have some too.
Izumi: I’ll go and get a glass for you then.
Tsumugi: Ah, let me do it instead.
Sakyo: Sorry for the trouble.
Kazunari: Otsupiko~. Oh, a drinking party?
Citron: That’s right! Wanna join?
Kazunari: Hngg, I’m gonna pass on drinking~. But I still wanna join in!
Sakyo: Oh, you’re not gonna drink?
Kazunari: You know what happens when I get drunk, right~?
Azuma: Fufu, I think drunk Kazu-kun is cute though.
Kazunari: You always say that, but I feel super embarrassed~. Sorry, but that’s why I’m not gonna drink this time!
Itaru: Right, I actually bought an interesting card game the other day.
Tsumugi: Interesting card game?
Izumi: What is it?
Itaru: Here.
Sakyo: Animals... Even so, those are strange-looking creatures.
Azuma: I’m guessing they’re some kind of characters?
Kazunari: Ah! This looks like the one that’s been going viral in social media recently!
Citron: I’ve also seen it in videos too!
Itaru: This game wouldn’t work without a certain number of players, so I thought now is a good time to play it.
Sakyo: Even if that’s the case, doesn’t mean we have to play it with this group.
Itaru: Isn’t it nice to do something like this once in a while? Don’t gripe and let's try it.
Kazunari: Maybe I should take a vid of you guys playing since I’m not drinking~.
Sakyo: Don’t film us.
Kazunari: Now, now, it might be useful for something, you know!
Sakyo: How can a video of good adults being drunk and playing a card game be helpful?
Itaru: Alright, I’ll explain the rules now.
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Long-legged Mr. Sakyo! - Part 2
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Itaru: The rules are very simple.
Remove one card from the deck. If the character on the card is your first time seeing, give it a suitable name and memorise it.
Sakyo: Do we name these strange creatures ourselves?
Itaru: Yes, whatever name’s OK.
Azuma: What do we do with the removed card?
Itaru: Place it beside the deck and stack.
Next, take turns to remove cards. When a named character appears, one should say the name of the character, no matter who the player is.
The first person who can say the name correctly gets the stack of cards that have been stacked up to that point.
Tsumugi: So it’s first come, first served.
Itaru: Yup, that’s how it is.
The winner of the game will be the player who collects the most cards when the deck runs out at the end.
Azuma: I see.
Izumi: The rules really are simple.
Itaru: It’s a game that anyone can play as long as they have imagination and memory. (1)
Citron: It will be more interesting if we have some kind of limitation rather than just naming the characters randomly!
Itaru: Yeah, I guess we could.
Kazunari: How about we use everyone in the company as our inspiration for the names?
Citron: Oh! That sounds really fun!
Azuma: Fufu, I think that’s good.
Itaru: Ok, so how the characters are named will be based on the members of the company.
We’ll start by going clockwise, starting from me. Everyone okay with that?
Citron: ‘No oblation’ here! (2)
Itaru: You mean ‘no objection’, yeah? Alright, I’ll pull one card now...
This is... “Long-legged Sakyo-san”.
Sakyo: Huh?
Izumi: Fufu... I can kinda see what you mean...
Sakyo: What did you just say?
Itaru: It’s just a game, don’t sweat the details. Let’s continue, alright?
Citron: My turn!
Oh, what a cute child! This one shall be... “Sakuya who Dances in the Cherry Blossoms”!
Tsumugi: Ahaha, it really does look like him, with the soft vibe around the character.
Sakyo: I don’t think I can remember that...
Kazunari: It’s your turn next, Frooch-san.
Sakyo: ......
Itaru: “Long-legged Sakyo-san”!
Tsumugi: That was fast, Itaru-kun.
Itaru: That’s a given since I’m the one who named it.
Sakyo: It’s frustrating that I didn’t get it...
Azuma: Seems like it’s my turn now.
“Long-legged Sakyo-kun”.
Sakyo: Urk-!
Kazunari: Haha, that character appears way too much!
Citron: 3 times in a row! It’s the curse of Sakyo! (3)
Sakyo: Don’t call other people a curse.
Damn it, I’ll get it this time...
Itaru: I’m glad he seems to be enjoying it somehow.
Izumi: Ahaha, I think so too.
―Next day―
Kumon: Woah, what’s that! It looks fun!
Kazunari: I thought that I wanna play it next time too!
Sakyo: ...Hm?
Kumon: Ahaha! That’s a lot of “Long-legged Sakyo-san”!
Kazunari: Right~?
Sakyo: ...Hey.
Kazunari: WAWA! You surprised me, Frooch-san!
Kumon: Ah, it’s the real “Long-legged Sakyo-san”!
Sakyo: What’re you saying... Anyway, delete that video this instant.
Kazunari: Eh~! I was thinking of uploading it to Inste tho!
Sakyo: There’s no way I can let the public see that sight of the drunk members.
Story Clear!
=====NOTES=====
[1] If you can already tell by the rules, the card game they’re referencing is “Nanja Monja”. Personal recommendation to watch playthrough is this funny video with a twist featuring 3 voice actors (one of them voices Tenma).
[2] ❌ 意味なし / imi nashi - No meaning ✅ 異議なし / igi nashi - No objection
[3] Citron uses a mahjong term 三連チャン (san renchan).
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Danganronpa V3 Killing Harmony Taylor Swift fave songs
Im such a swiftie and also danganronpa is my life so I absolutely had to do this I’m so sorry
I tried to include reasoning, but a lot don’t have any! I just think they fit!!!
Kaede: Forever and Always (Piano Version) (Taylor’s Version)
She loved this song long before the piano version came out and now it’s been upgraded her favorite.
Shuichi: evermore (feat Bon Iver)
„And I was catching my breath. Staring out an open window catching my death. And I couldn't be sure. I had a feeling so peculiar, that this pain would be for Evermore" I just know my lil emo baby would eat this shit up
Rantaro: Champagne Problems
Tsumugi: …Ready For It?
Ryoma: Don’t Blame Me
So far 4/5 songs have been from evermore and reputation which is kinda weird to me I know I’m picking it but it’s what fits best
Tenko: Mine (Taylor’s Version)
She really really likes to SCREAMMMMM „I remember how we felt, sitting by the water, and every time I look at you, it's like the first time. I fell in love with a careless man's careful daughter. She is the best thing that's ever been mine"
Miu: False God
Arguably Taylor’s sexiest song.
Maki: The Archer
Korekiyo: marjorie
Kokichi: Look What You Made Me Do
I can’t explain this one but it makes so much sense to me
Keebo: Long Live
He doesn’t really get human emotions but he’s working on it and this song gives him a better understanding of so many different feelings he loves it
Angie: You Need to Calm Down
Kirumi: All Too Well (Sad Girl Autumn Version)(10 minute version) (Taylor’s version) (from the vault)
She loves this version it’s just so beautifully heart breaking.
Kaito: Starlight and Sparks Fly
Starlight was playing in his head when he kissed maki for the first time and he loves it. He also loves sparks fly because it makes him think of her and he loves her 
Himiko: Lover
Not only is lover her fave song but also album. She also loves evermore and folklore but lover is the best thing to her. She loves to scream sing to it in her room
Gonta: Paper Rings
#danganronpa#danganronpa v3#v3#danganronpa killing harmony#killing harmony#gonta gokuhara#himiko yumeno#danganronpa tenko#miu iruma#shuichi saihara#kaede akamatsu#kaito momota#Kaito x maki#maki danganronpa#ryoma hoshi#kirumi tojo#drv3 killing harmony#headcannons#danganronpa hc#danganronpa headcanons#angie yonaga#Keebo#korekiyo#kiyo#kokichi#kokichi oma#rantaro amami#tsumugi shirogane#taylor swift#swiftie
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I saw people doing this with Criminal Case so I decided to do this with Danganronpa V3 (My #1 favorite game)
Favorite Character: Kokichi Oma (Sure, he's a problem child... but people don't seem to understand that Kokichi sacrificed himself to help the others find the mastermind and escape the game... I love this little grimlien child to bits)
Liked by everyone but me: Tsumugi Shirogane (This might sound weird, but I honestly like Junko a lot more than Tsumugi... I just find her annoying, and every time she speaks, I wanna strangle her)
Didn't like at first: Kaito Mamota (Yes... you heard Mr. right... back in 2018, I hated Kaito... why for? ....Because he killed Kokichi... THAT WAS YEARS AGO!! I'M NOT LIKE THAT ANYMORE!!! I started liking him after I learned his backstory... it made me feel guilty for bullying his character, so... I stopped and started to care about him more... I love both him and Kokichi equally now)
Would love to know more about: Rantaro Amami (Rantaro was such an interesting and underrated character... he's been in a killing game before, and I would have loved it if he survived and helped Shuichi and the others know how to survive...but no... he had to die... CURSE YOU TSUMUGI!!!)
Least Favorite Character: Tenko Chabishira (I really don't know how to explain, but... sometimes Tenko was a really good character, but most of the time, she was really s3x1st twords the boys, which was a little problematic in my opinion)
Like the design... dislike the character: (Idk)
Like the character... dislike the design: (Idk)
Similar Personality: (Idk)
Favorite Ship: Amaguji •Rantaro x Korekiyo• (Look, I know they both barely even talked or didn't communicate... but the ship itself seems really interesting, and I love it... I imagine them traveling the world together on their future honeymoon 🙌)
Least Favorite Ship: Tenmiko (I'm sorry, attack me all you want, but I despise this ship... I just find it problematic that Tenko doesn't let Himiko hang out with the other boys... not to mention there were some times in the game where Himiko looked really uncomfortable around Tenko)
Would befriend irl: Korekiyo Shinguji (This man...oh god this man bro!! 🙌💖 I feel really bad for him, and I would try to help him cope with his trauma... his voice would make History class more interesting for me)
Would never befriend irl: Miu Iruma (Don't get me wrong... I love Miu to bits, but I wouldn't hang out with her irl... there are so many red flags that she'd try to get me to smoke crack and drink alcohol 😭)
@okikuoki/ @mythicalhuman/ @issy5316/ @mysticalstarlight-princess
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Chapter 1: The Party of Hope and the Hangover of Despair. Day 3
DING DONG BING BONG
“Masaru, quit having a-” Nagisa sighed as the boy was seemingly still crouched in the corner with his head in his hands, the rest of the Teachers were sitting on the couch with a drink. “Nevermind, it is now 8 AM, head to the cafeteria for breakfast,”
“I have no comments to make,” Kotoko blankfaced.
Jataro raised his oversized sleeve. “I-”
“Shut up,”
“Sorry…”
“Those guys are so weird…” Kaede said after she got out of bed. The Pianist stretched, and then left her room, and went straight to the Dining Hall, she encountered Shuichi in the hallway outside of it!
“Hey Shuichi!” Kaede waved at the man who seemed to be staring off into space as he walked.
“Ah, hello Kaede, how are uh, how are you doing?”
“Pretty well, way better ever since Monokuma’s been dead n’ all,” Kaede giggled as the two reached the Dining Hall. “You ready for that thing we planned?”
“I’ve been pretty ready for it since we decided on a time,” Shuichi said.
Kaede smiled as she and the Detective entered the Dining Hall, both sitting next to Tsumugi who was at the far end of the table.
“Hey Mugi!”
“Oh, hi Kaede!” Tsumugi smiled at the girl next to her. “What do you think’s gonna happen when we get to the Library?”
“That’s… kinda Shuichi’s question to answer, heh,” Kaede chuckled nervously.
“Y-Yeah, I don’t think the Mastermind will access the hidden door, but I have a plan in case they do,”
“Great! I’m sure whatever it is, it’ll be good,” Kaede smiled at the lightly flustered boy.
“Th-Thanks,”
“You’re welcome, Shuichi,”
“That is a plainly smart idea,” Tsumugi added. “I guess you’ll tell us your plan if the door ends up being used then?”
“Of course, yeah,” The Detective nodded.
“I can’t wait to see your investigation skills in action again!” Kaede smiled again. “You’ll reveal the truth behind who put us here,”
Shuichi lowered his hat, refusing to look Kaede in the eyes as she finished her sentence. “Yeah… the truth,”
“Hm? What’s wrong Shu-”
BANG
The whole cafeteria turned to see what made the noise, and much to everyone’s horror it was Monokuma!
…Wearing a weird cat cosplay including two burning orbs at his sides.
“Nyan, I have returned to this world in the form of a powerful Yokai, nyan,”
“That’s the worst cosplay I’ve ever seen!” Tsumugi exclaimed, with the most anger Kaede had ever seen on the woman’s rage. More anger than a 40 year old when her coupons aren’t valid.
“Monokuma, you know you aren’t as a real Yokai, right?” Korekiyo asked. “Furthermore, you’re confusing Yokai with Ghosts. Yokai covers a whole range of monsters, and creatures within Japanese folklore,”
Monokuma sat there in annoyed silence, the cosplay instantly came off and the bear began yelling. “My God! Can’t I have any fun around here without you damn kids yapping about ‘historical accuracy’ and ‘cultural appropriation’!”
“I mentioned neither of those topics,” Korekiyo said.
“Monokuma’s alive?” Kaito yelped like he’d seen the scariest thing in his entire life… which to be fair this was probably up there.
“I- we saw you die!” Kaede pointed at the bear.
“Oh yeah, that,” Monokuma looked upwards. “There’s a machine in this academy that can make another one of me instantly!” The bear chuckled as Shuichi quirked an eyebrow, before going back to his usual moping and being antisocial.
“Th-That’s impossible!” Miu accused.
Kokichi chuckled. “Of course the person who made it would know, I’m still suggesting we keep her tied up in the bathroom!”
“Wh-Where all the women here are bottomless? I-I’d be so vulnerable!” Miu moaned almost too hard to completely ignore… almost.
“It appears the Killing Game is continuing,” Kirumi shook her head slowly.
“That it is, Ms. Tojo… Tojo, why does that feel familiar?” Monokuma looked at the teenage Maid with confusion, who in contrast to her professional demeanour began to sweat just a little, just a few tint droplets of sweat.
“Probably just a coincidence,” Rantaro quite literally waved away the tension. “Sucks the Killing Game’s still going,”
“That’s the understatement of the century, heh” Ryoma chuckled.
“That mean, we still trapped here?” Gonta said.
Monokuma sighed. “Of course you’re still trapped here, big guy, killing is the only way outta here!”
“Bullshit, I bet you’re just saying that so we’ll kill each other,” Kaito smirked as he looked down at the bear. “Well I ain’t fallin’ for it,”
“Maybe you aren’t, but with the first blood perk you can go home right away with no trial!” Monokuma chuckled. “Puhuhu, it must be hard to resist the urge, right?”
“Shut up!”
“Ahh! So mean!” Monokuma complained. “I’m only saying what everyone’s thinking, puhuhu,”
Before Kaito could comment again, the bear had left the room, leaving the 16 students with nothing but tense silence to occupy themselves.
“Well,” Ryoma spoke up. “If anyone wants to get outta here just let me know, I don’t got anything to live for-”
“Don’t say that, Ryoma,” Kaede chastised. “We all need to survive this, or else we’re just playing into Monokuma’s hands. We all need to have each other to live for, or else-”
“Don’t you remember the tunnel, Kaede?” Maki quirked an eyebrow as she got up from her seat. “Some stupid speech isn’t gonna work this time,”
“H-Huh?” Kaede mumbled.
“You heard me, not all of us are as self centred as you to try to play the hero,” Maki grumbled as she left the Dining Hall. Kaede balled her fists in anger, but managed to get rid of it with a deep sigh.
“I’ll talk to her,” Kaito reassures as he leaves the Dining Hall.
“I’m sure Maki means nothing by it,” Tsumugi reassured. “She’s probably just grumpy…”
“That’s no reason to take it out on me, or anyone else for that matter, ugh!” Kaede grumbled.
“I agree, maybe you should talk to her later?” Shuichi suggested.
“Maybe,” Kaede mused. “We have more important stuff right now though,”
“Oh yeah the library, I nearly forgot… how embarrassing,” Tsumugi pouted.
“Right, let’s check that out,” Shuichi said. “I-If the door was used we’ll move into step two of my plan,”
“Sounds good, Shuichi!” Kaede smiled as the three got up and left for the library.
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They didn’t encounter anyone on their way to the musty, dusty library, so dusty that it still made Tsumugi cough a little as the three entered, poor girl.
Shuichi walked towards the bookshelf door, the two women standing behind him. He opened the bookshelf, and turned his eyes to the card reader.
“No dust, that means this room was used, right?” Kaede said.
“Yeah… I think the Mastermind went in here to bring back Monokuma,” Shuichi mused. “Considering this is the only door of this nature I know of, it may lead to a control room,”
“That plain makes sense,” Tsumugi said.
Kaede’s smile got wider as she patted a now flushed Shuichi on the back. “Yeah, that’s a really good deduction, Shuichi; you shouldn’t doubt your detective abilities if you can figure out stuff like this,”
“I-It’s really nothing, plus I don’t really have much of a way to confirm my theory right now,” Shuichi said, Kaede pouted at his refusal to acknowledge how cool he was, but let him keep talking. “I do have a plan to… catch the Mastermind though,”
“Really?” Tsumugi said, an excited look on her face.
“You’re cute when you’re excited,” Kaede giggled, Tsumugi blushed as the Pianist turned to face Shuichi. “What’s the plan, Shuichi?”
“Well, I want to set up hidden cameras in the Library, one at each entrance, and one at the hidden door,” Shuichi looked upwards, directing the other two’s sight towards a vent above a bookcase right to the left of the hidden camera. “That could be a good spot for it,”
“That sounds pretty good, Shuichi!” Kaede smiled.
“That’d just plain work, but…” Tsumugi trailed off. “How would we get the cameras to go off when they see something?”
“Ah, well I was thinking of getting Miu’s help, her Lab just opened up recently, so I assume she’ll be able to make them,”
“A-Ah, Miu…” Tsumugi looked down a little.
Kaede sighed, the vulgar girl didn’t really spark the best feelings within her. “I guess if we have no other option, where do you think she is?”
“She spends a lot of time in the Dining Hall, so probably there,” Shuichi said. “We should gather the materials from the Warehouse first, though,”
“That’s right!”
“Hopefully it’s nothing too heavy, I’m like Chiyo-Chan in PE when I have to carry stuff…” Tsumugi pouted.
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The group made their way into the cold, grey warehouse.
“Alright: we’ll need disposable cameras, duct tape, and sensors,” Shuichi pointed to the general direction of the objects needed as he stood near a box of metal shot put balls.
“On it, c’mon Mugi!” Kaede linked her arm with the once again blushing cosplayer (She really had a temperature problem, jeez) as she practically dragged her further into the Warehouse.
“Duct tape, duct tape, duct tape…” Kaede mused as she scanned the shelves of the warehouse. “Hey Mugi, have you found all the other stuff?”
“Mhm,” Tsumugi nodded as she revealed the three cameras, a reciever and the sensors in her hands.
“Nice! We’ll be getting to setting these babies up in no time!” Kaede smiled. “You’re doing a really good job, Mugi!”
“I-It’s nothing, really,” Tsumugi waved the compliment away, Kaede pouted, no one knew how tired she was of hearing that exact sentence.
“It is something, jeez!” Kaede chastised. “Helping is helping, no matter how little you think it is, okay?”
“Huh?”
“Say it!” Kaede’s grumpy look got grumpier.
“Ehm… me helping is helping, no matter how little I think I’m doing,”
Kaede judged the statement for a moment, before shrugging. “Good enough for now, but I want you to be more confident in the future, okay?” she put her hand on Tsumugi’s shoulder.
“Uh… Uh… okay!” Tsumugi smiled.
“Good! Now you just gotta practice, practice, practice!” Kaede smiled back at the Cosplayer.
It didn’t take much longer to find the duct tape. The two women walked back to Shuichi, Tsumugi with a bit more pep in her step than usual.
“Thank you, now all we need to do today is talk to Miu…” Shuichi mumbled.
Kaede breathed a long breath. “Alright, let’s just… do this, do this, she’s not that bad,”
“Ehm… she kinda is that bad,”
“Now’s not the time, Mugi,”
Kaede handed Shuichi the materials for the cameras.
“Oh, and Shuichi!”
“Ah, yeah Kaede?”
Kaede smiled at the Detective. “I’m glad that you’re taking a leadership role in this, you’re doing a really good job!”
“A-Ah it’s-”
“It’s something,” Kaede pouted. “If you say ‘it’s nothing’ again I’ll be real mad at you,”
“A-Ah, sorry!”
Kaede sighed. “That’s better I guess, but I want you to be more confident in yourself too. This is a really good plan you’ve put together!”
“I-I’ll try,”
“Good, that’s a start,” Kaede smiled. “Now, let’s go get Miu to make us these automatic cameras!”
The three burst into the Dining Hall, encountering Miu instantly.
“What the fuck are you three in a hurry for? You havin’ a threesome with emo boy and forget your condo-”
“Miu, shut up we need your help,” Kaede said.
“Eeeek!”
Shuichi cleared his throat. “Kaede could’ve said it nicer, but we need you to make cameras that automatically take a picture when they detect something,” The man paced around the room as he explained. “We’d need it very soon,”
“Oh, well that’s- fuck no!” Miu yelled. “That’s the dumbest shit I’ve ever heard, you should be glad-”
“God, Miu, would you just shut up?” Miu squealed as Kaede yelled at her. “I’m sorry,” The Pianist quickly covered her mouth.
“I-I-”
“Listen, Miu, we just need these. We’ll do anything you want,” Kaede quickly switched gears, getting on her knees and literally begging for Miu’s help, “Please!”
“A-A-Anything?”
“That’s what I said, right?” Kaede smiled up at the Inventor.
“W-Well, uh… gimme a hug, I-I wanna feel how pathetic your tits are!” And right back to the vulgarity, nice Miu was like a five year old playing Circus Gallop perfectly; the most rare thing known to man.
Kaede looked at the inventor utterly confused, she still accepted the offer, obviously. “O-Okay then,”
She uncomfortably wrapped her arms around the inventor, trying very hard to ignore the moan she let out as Kaede properly hugged her.
“Oh yeah, oh yeah that’s good~”
Kaede wanted to ask Miu not to make it weird, but, if this was any other women she wouldn’t mind that, so she didn’t.
The awkward hug went on for what felt like hours, even though it had only went for about 30 seconds.
“Okay, Kaeidiot, you can stop now,” Kaede breathed a sigh of relief as she let go of Miu. “I’ll have your shitty cameras done by tomorrow… afternoon,” The inventor snatched the materials out of Shuichi’s hands, excluding the receiver.
“Th-Thank you Miu!” Shuichi waved goodbye as the woman presumably left for her Ultimate Lab.
“You’re doing us a really big favour!” Tsumugi added.
“That hug wasn’t as bad as I thought it’d be!”
The three heard Miu’s usual laughter as she left the room. “See ya around, fucktards, I expect a whole ass party as thanks for this little project,”
…
“She could’ve just said ‘you’re welcome,’” Kaede crossed her arms.
“That… wouldn’t be Miu though, that’d be some kind of Demonic Paradise Skinwalker,”
“I don’t get the reference, but that was probably funny,” Kaede smiled.
Shuichi smiled too at the two women. “Alright, now we just wait until tomorrow; I guess you’ve got the rest of the day to yourselves,”
“Oh yeah, hey Mugi, wanna hang out again?” Kaede beamed. “I had a lot of fun with the nail painting,” The Pianist showed off her nails, which made Tsumugi flush a little.
“A-Ah, about that; I actually planned to hang out with Rantaro today,”
“Fair, fair,” Kaede teasingly pointed a finger at her friend. “He better not steal you away from me,”
Tsumugi smiled and blushed. “Oh, I promise he won’t, ehehe,”
“Well, see you around Tsumugi!”
“Bai bai!”
“I also have to go, Kaede, I’ll be planning out where I’m putting the cameras today,” Shuichi explained.
“Sounds good, good luck with it, and…” Kaede held Shuichi’s hand while looking him in the eyes with a look that was both intense and friendly. “Be more confident in yourself, okay?”
“A-Alright, thanks Kaede,”
“You’re welcome, see ya around!”
With that, Kaede stood in the hallway outside of the Dining Hall, thinking about how she was going to spend the rest of her day… until-
“Yoohoo!”
Kaede was jumpscared by a certain dark skinned Artist, the ever kooky Angie Yonaga.
“Oh, hi Angie, how’s it going?” Kaede smiled at the woman, who was also smiling as usual.
“Well, you make music, riiiiight?”
“Yeah, it’s my talent,” Kaede chuckled. “Where are you going with this,”
“Well, I was thinking we could have a jam n’ drawing sesh! I brought some of the other girls with me too!”
“That… sounds really fun actually!” Kaede beamed. “I have some time to kill, sure!”
“Nyahahahaha, this is so divine!” Angie waved her hands in the air. “Let’s go to my dorm room, there’s enough room for all for of ya!”
Angie laughed as she grabbed Kaede by the wrist and led her to the room. Kaede felt her cheeks lightly warm up, God she was absolutely hopeless when it came to girls, huh?
The two quickly made their way to Angie’s dorm room. It was pretty much the exact same as Kaede’s minus the art supplies sitting on the bedside table.
Tenko and Himiko were there too, with both sitting on Angie’s bed, Tenko was as usual fawning over Himiko’s general existence while Himiko sat there staring blankly up at the sky, Kaede swore there was a faint smile on the Magician’s face.
“Alright, alright! Kaede take this!” Angie smiled as she handed Kaede one of those handheld mini pianos, not the best, but it was far better than nothing!
“Thanks Angie! What do you want me to play on it?”
Angie puffed up her cheeks as she grabbed her art supplies and kneeled down in front of a canvas held by an easel. “I dunno, I dunno; it is your choice, ya know?”
“Alright…” Kaede laid the piano on her knees. “Something casual, good for background noise, alright.” The Pianist beamed as she began to play, getting completely immersed in the song as Angie got totally immersed in her painting.
“Nyeh… why are we here again, Tenko?” Himiko groaned as she turned towards the woman. “Sitting here is a pain…”
“I came here to protect you in case any men were invited to this!” Tenko declared, raising a hand in the air in celebration. “But thankfully, there were none, so I don’t need to use my Neo Aikido to protect you from any degenerates,”
Himiko looked confused. “…Why would you need to do that?”
“Cuz all women are worth protecting!” Tenko whisper shouted, as to not interrupt Angie and Kaede while still making her point. “Especially you, Himiko!”
Himiko relaxed her shoulders as her face curved from its normal uninterested expression to a small smile. “I guess if anyone was gonna protect me, I’d want it to be you… cuz you’re really strong n’ stuff,”
Tenko blushed profusely beaming with delight at Himiko’s comment. “Really? Yes, yes YES! Thank you so much Himiko!”
“Nyeh, you’re welcome,” Himiko smiled, yawned, and then fell asleep on Tenko’s shoulder.
The Aikido Master’s blush grew to new heights, her whole face had turned red as she began to stumble over whatever she was trying to say like
Kaede giggled as she looked at the two women, continuing to play her pretty tune on the pretty little piano, Angie humming the song as she continued to excitedly paint whatever she was painting.
“Nyahahaha, I’m finished!” Angie giggled as she showed of her painting. Kaede moved closer to see it, while Tenko merely turned her head as to not interrupt the little Witch sleeping on her shoulder.
The painting was of two women with pale, light skin laying next to each other on a bad. It was a beautiful painting, the style completely stunned the two people who were awake in the room.
The two women each had differently coloured hair, one had green hair and the other had blood red hair.
“Nyahahaha, Atua has let me pain one of my most wonderous works!”
“Atua huh?” Kaede chuckled. “I’d say you did that all on your own,”
Tenko somehow managed to blush harder behind the two as they conversed.
“All on my own you say? But you clearly assisted me with your music, oh it gave Atua just the right inspiration!” Angie beamed. “Alongside… other events, nyahahaha~”
PLOP
Tenko suddenly fainted onto Angie’s bed, probably because her very obvious crush had been laying on her shoulder for more than ten minutes.
“I’ll handle them,” Angie shrugged. “Do you want to keep my painting, Kaede?”
“Hmm… nah, you can keep it,” Kaede smiled back at the Artist.
“Sounds divine, I’ll be seeing you around. This jam n’ draw session was wonderful!”
Kaede got up to leave the Artist’s room, smile still on her face. “See ya Angie, have a good night,”
Kaede looked through her monopad as she left the Artist’s dorm, 9:30 PM. It really was getting close to nighttime, huh?
With that news, Kaede headed back to her room.
DING DONG BING BONG
“YAYYYY, MONOKUMA’S NOT DEAD!” Masaru screamed as he stood on the couch inbetween every other Warriors of Hope.
“You don’t need to let the entire school know!” Kotoko complained.
“Isn’t that the whole point of these announcements…?” Jataro mumbled.
“Shut up, you’re ugly, you’re the ugliest ever!”
“Hehe, I know…”
Nagisa sighed for what was probably the hundredth time today, you could tell from his face. “It is now 10 PM, head to bed now, and get ready for a day of killing,”
“Monaca wishes you all good dreams!” Monaca gave her usual soulless, empty smile. “Even you Masaru!”
“Yayyy! I’m not a Bear Murderer anymore!”
“Those guys get weirder and weirder every night, huh? I almost feel bad for that Jataro guy,” Kaede yawned. “I have a pretty busy day tomorrow, gotta get rested up to set up those cameras!”
Kaede plonked herself onto her bed, falling asleep instantly with an excited smile on her face.
Tomorrow was another day.
#danganronpa v3#danganronpa fanfiction#danganronpa au#danganronpa#kaemugi#kaede akamatsu#kotoko utsugi#warriors of hope
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sorry, i really don’t get you because you say you draw tsumugi with the body you do because she ‘seems like the type of girl who would have a good body (weird that you call that kind of ‘no fat but on the boobs sex doll body’ good but okay?) but covers it up’ and then don’t draw her covered up.
like you draw her in tiny skirts with her ass hanging out and shit constantly, in every one of your drawings is her body emphasised and on show and i just want to know what your fucking deal is? not only does it feel really mischaracterising for tsumugi, but it’s just really weird and gross. also you’ve literally never drawn a single fat character, all your characters are stick thin with different boob and hip sizes.
are we seriously doing this again. its ok to not like my art. its ok to not have it be to your tastes. its ok to disagree with my portrayals. it doesnt need to be much deeper than that
your rephrasing of my quotes is misleading though. ive re-emphasized the point more clearly before, but my points are based on societal standards and expectations, not my own personal preferences. big boobs small waist is the body type that gets ogled at the most, stereotypically speaking, so it makes it fun for her to have that body as her personality and the way she carries herself isnt whats commonly associated with it. with my depictions i try to take context into question. i dont just give the character a body or appearance that i like, i try to think how i can translate their character along with changing their figure (if at all). of course, i am not perfect, my stuff will not appeal to everyone and my takes might be disagreeable, and thats ok.
as for my tsumugi depiction; i dont know what you want me to say. tsumugi wears a button-up shirt with pants and a belt in canon. in my femstars version i simply change the pants into a pencil skirt. the belt is synched around the waist. its gonna make her waist look smaller than it is, as the belt is highlighting that area and creating contrast. this is a common way to dress and i honestly dont think i draw her in revealing clothes too often? like yea it happens. duh. and ive drawn some horny and suggestive art with her to add. but i do not think i go out of my way to flaunt her body or have her wear as little as humanly possible (which i dont even think would be an issue. an artist having fun is not the end of the world). i mainly do it when its, again, a suggestive drawing, or when its been for a joke. its not really meant to be anything deep sure, maybe she has her cleavage out every once in a while, but thats just. Her having boobs. i give natsume revealing clothes just as, if not more often than i do tsumugi, but people dont seem to care/notice as shes rather curveless. and idol clothes are separate from personal clothes that theyd casually wear because its what they enjoy, and its the idol clothes that tend to have that more "attractive" tinge to them her body isnt the focal point of my art very often either?? like if ur just staring at her boobs in every single one of my drawings atp thats on u
#if you dont like me and/or what i draw you honest to god do not need to be here#i wont be mad its ok#arguing further is just a waste of both of our times#i hope i made myself clear at least#as id like to put a rest to it#but again. youre free to block and ignore me if you dont like my stuff#focus on what you do like and send those artists some appreciation instead#ask
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Altered - Angels and Devils 10
Author: Akira
Characters: Eichi, Tsumugi, Rei
Translator: Mika Enstars
EN Proofer: PitXRoxas
"If ya consider someone a friend, then they’re a friend. It doesn’t matter if the person you’re callin’ a friend agrees or not."
⚠️ This is an import from a unproofed Twitter Livetweet!
Season: Spring
Location: Yumenosaki Academy Infirmary
Content Warning: Contains suicidal ideation.
One hour later, in the Yumenosaki Academy infirmary…
Rei: Nah, it’s my bad, it’s my bad!
Eichi: ……
Rei: Sorry? I’d never have thought Tsumugi’s friend, well-known for bein’ ballsy as hell, t’be this weak—I mean, to be so delicate!
I didn’t expect you’d be spooked to the point ya couldn’t even stand!
Eichi: ……
Tsumugi: I dunno, I feel like that would’ve scared anyone. People don’t attend school expecting others to fall from the roof…
Even someone with normal nerves would be completely stunned by it.
Rei: So since ya barely reacted, that means yours ain’t normal at all, Tsumugi. I knew that much, though.
Tsumugi: Mine are normal, though~?
Rei: Ordinary people claim to be weird, while weird people claim to be ordinary, y’know.
Hmm~, I wonder which one this guy is…?
Tsumugi: Ah, allow me to introduce you. He’s in the same class as me—
Eichi: Fufu, no need to introduce me, I’m not one to identify myself.[1]
(…Because in due time, you’ll remember my name whether you like it or not.)
Rei: (—Is what he’s probably thinking, given that nasty look on his face.)
(Tsumugi’s been acting strange lately. He’s been acting strange for quite a while, actually.)
(He’s the kind of guy who tends to hide in the shadows, but lately his name’s been on the rise all around campus…)
(I wonder if it’s this guy’s fault. Eichi Tenshouin-kun, heir of the Tenshouin Zaibatsu, was it?)
(It was such a damn big deal when he entered the school, yet I haven’t heard a single rumor ‘bout him despite all that.)
(I have a feelin’ he’s not just another dilly-dallying little kid who became an idol just for the fun of it, as people say.)
(He has a strange look in his eyes. A contradictory look. They hold the heat of the sun, yet they’re also extremely cold.)
(Ya look like you’re plottin’ to kill someone~, little kid.)
(Well, not that I care.)
(The me right now doesn’t care about a single thing.)
(…Honestly, even if the bungee cord had snapped earlier, I wouldn’t have cared.)
Tsumugi: Eichi-kun, I’ve brought water~. Are you thirsty?
Eichi: Yes, thank you, Tsumugi.
You don’t have to worry so much. I just got dazzled from my garbage heart stopped working after a little scare.
It happens to me quite a lot.
Tsumugi: It’s not good if it’s happening a lot, though~! Why are you so careless when it comes to yourself, Eichi-kun?
Rei: Ahaha, Tsumugi of all people’s tellin’ you off for that!
I get it now. Thanks to my concern and inviting ya out to play, lettin’ ya learn how to act like a normal high school student, Tsumugi—
Now you’re usin’ that to worry and care for social outcasts, ones like how you used to be!
You’ve grown, Tsumugi. Your onii-chan is happy!
Eichi: “Onii-chan”? Have you guys known each other for a long time?
Rei: Not at all. How do I put it… Tsumugi, maybe it’s ‘cuz he’s weak-willed, but he’d always look suspicious, but he makes for an easy target.
It seemed like he was gettin’ bullied, so I helped him out for the fun of it back when he was a first year.
Eichi: Hmm. So you’re an ally of justice, huh, Sakuma-senpai?
Rei: Nah, nahh. I just wanted to look cool.
Just my nature. “I just couldn’t leave him alone”—that sorta thing.
It was like seein’ someone ostracize another… I guess I saw myself in him?
Eichi: Did you used to be bullied too, Sakuma-senpai? It’s hard to imagine that happening to you.
Rei: Ah, it’s no different than how things are now, but my household’s a little…
Eichi: …?
Tsumugi: Ahaha, the bullying was actually a misunderstanding on Rei-kun’s part. But his concern made me happy, so I’ve grown a bit attached to him since then.
We chat a little every time we run into each other, we’re not quite friends but not exactly strangers.
Rei: Hey now don’t be so distant, we’re friends, aren’t we?
Tsumugi: Are we? I haven’t really had many friends, so I don’t really know.
Eichi: Huh? You always seemed like you’re on good terms with everyone around you, though?
(…That’s why I took notice of you. I thought I could take advantage of your wide breadth of friendships.)
(I wouldn’t have thought you were so close to the top most popular person of our year, the superstar Sakuma Rei, however. It was a bit unexpected of you, Tsumugi.)
Tsumugi: Friends, friends, friends… It’s a relationship you see all the time in manga and novels, but I’m not exactly sure what defines it.
How close do you have to be before you start being friends?
Rei: It’s not somethin’ that’s defined like a mathematical formula. That part of ya is what’s strange ‘bout ya.
If ya consider someone a friend, then they’re a friend. It doesn’t matter if the person you’re callin’ a friend agrees or not.
It’s not like marriage. It’s intuitive, no laws, no contract, nothin’ of the sort.
Tsumugi: Hmmmm… Well, I’ll believe you on that, Rei-kun.
If you consider someone a friend, then they are, huh?
Rei: That’s right! You’re always judgin’ based on other people’s metrics, but you should trust your own feelings more!
Tsumugi: My own feelings… Hmm~, I don’t really understand those sort of things, though.
I’ve always only lived caring about what other people thought of my mother.
Rei: You’re all out of wack, aren’tcha~, yet your dull-lookin’ face insists you’re so ordinary and mediocre, huh?
Tsumugi: I mean, compared to you, everyone’s ordinary though?
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This is a common phrase often used by heroes in tokusatsu, which Eichi used to often watch as a kid. It’s a cool or mysterious way to be humble, in the “actions speak louder than words” way.
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A3! Backstage Story Translation - Tasuku Takato R: Zabi's Sleepover - Part 2
Tasuku: I’ll do some push-ups next. 1, 2, 3…
Zabi: *nuzzle, nuzzle*...
Tasuku: Hm? You came up to me immediately.
Zabi: *whine*
Tasuku: Okay, I’ll do my work-out later, so come over here. Up you go.
Tsumugi: I’m back.
Tsumugi: Oh, is Tasuku holding you, Zabi? Have you been a good boy?
Zabi: Woof!
Tsumugi: There, there. Good boy.
Zabi: *whine*
Tasuku: Welcome back. Hope practice went well.
Tsumugi: Thanks for watching Zabi.
Tasuku: Nah, I didn’t do anything you need to thank me for. The others were watching Zabi too.
Tasuku: Anyway, Zabi sure enjoys having you pet him.
Tsumugi: Right. Seeing him relax like this when I pet him makes me happy.
Tasuku: Does being pet by Tsumugi feel that good, Zabi?
Zabi: Woof!
Tasuku: I see.
Tsumugi: By the way, Tasuku, why are you holding Zabi?
Tasuku: I was working out a little further away from him, but for some reason he came over to me.
Tsumugi: You two have been friends for a long time, but you’ve probably gotten closer now that you’ve spent all day together.
-
Tsumugi: I’m starting to get sleepy.
Tasuku: Yeah, I’m about to go to sleep too. What are you going to do about Zabi?
Tsumugi: He’ll sleep with me in my bed.
Tasuku: Sounds good. Good night, then.
[Lights turn off]
Tsumugi: Yeah, good night. … Wait, where did Zabi go?
Zabi: *whine*
Tasuku: Hm?
Tsumugi: Sorry, he went to you. Zabi, no, come here.
Zabi: *whine*...
Tasuku: You good over there?
Zabi: Woof!
Tsumugi: Zabi, you can’t. Come back here.
Tasuku: Zabi’s already in a sleeping position, so let him sleep like this tonight. He doesn’t really bother me, anyway.
Tsumugi: Haah… I’m gonna be lonely, but it’s okay. I wonder if Zabi chose to sleep next to you because of your higher body temperature.
Tsumugi: Zabi, you be a good boy and sleep. Good night.
Zabi: *whine*
Tasuku: Good night.
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Tsumugi: Zabi. … Zabi.
Tasuku: (Hm? Tsumugi’s calling for Zabi, but I don’t see him anywhere… Where is he?)
Tasuku: (Also, why is my field of view lower than usual…?)
Tsumugi: Oh, what’s wrong, Zabi? You’re looking around all restlessly. … There, there.
Tasuku: (Woah, what the–!?)
Tasuku: Woof!?
Tasuku: (Wha!? What’s going on…! Wait a minute!)
Tasuku: Woof! Woooof! Uuu, woof!
Tsumugi: What’s wrong, Zabi? There, there, calm down…
Tasuku: Uuu…
Tasuku: (I’m the one being pet by Tsumugi… Does that mean I’ve become Zabi?)
Tsumugi: It’s okay. There, there.
Tasuku: *whine*…
Tasuku: (Shit, a pleasured whine just came out of me…)
Tsumugi: Ah, have you calmed down? I’m glad.
Tasuku: (No, I’m not Zabi. Tsumugi, please notice…!)
Tasuku: Woof, woof woof!
Tsumugi: You want me to pet you more? There, there.
Tasuku: (No, you're wrong! I’m Tasuku Takato——!)
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Tasuku: …! Haah, haah…
Tsumugi: Ah, are you awake?
Tasuku: (... Tsumugi?)
Tsumugi: Are you okay? You seem kinda shaken up.
Tasuku: Ah, yeah… I’m okay. I just had a weird dream.
Tasuku: (I can speak the human language properly… Right.)
Tsumugi: If that’s all it is, then alright. It’s still night, so let’s get some more sleep.
Tasuku: Sorry for waking you. Good night.
Tsumugi: Good night.
Tasuku: …
Zabi: Zzz, zzz…
Tasuku: (Did Zabi give me that dream to show me how good it feels to be pet by Tsumugi…?)
Zabi: Zzz…
Tasuku: No, that’s… not really possible.
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(1) i had accidentally left my own reaction to this inside the translation before (😭), it's immortalized in people's reblogs despite me editing it out so i feel i really need to keep it here somewhere: what the HELL did i just type
#a3!#translation#a3! translation#tasuku takato#tsumugi tsukioka#tasutsumu#idk what to say about this... the tag felt a little necessary at this point#also i'm biased sorry lol
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A3! Event Translation - The Twelve Heavenly Generals of the Dawn (8/11)
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Sakyo: .....Understood. What's going on?
Itaru: Well you see.....even though customers are flocking towards the larger companies, that still means many people will be in this area.
Itaru: I think we should be able to make good use of that fact.
Sakyo: For now, let's just gather everyone else here.
Itaru: Nah, I'm sure that everyone is probably having fun going to all sorts of places, so maybe we should think about countermeasures first.
Sakyo: Your timing to start being hesitant is weird for someone who usually doesn't hesitate.
Sakyo: I'll contact you as soon as I can.
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Itaru: Sorry for making everyone gather here even though there's still time before the stage starts.
Homare: Please don't worry about it. However...... I understand. People go to the booths of the bigger companies instead, huh.
Tsumugi: It definitely would be nice if we could get people to take a look at our booth as well.
Tenma: I guess the first thing that comes to mind is to wear our character's costumes and acting as a guide to attract customers or something?
Muku: That's true. I've done something like that before.
Itaru: Yup. But instead of just being a guide to the exhibition booth, I wanted to do something more like......
Homare: Fumu, I wonder if there's a way to put this to good use? There's no one here right now, it's a shame.
Director: The demo station? It's true that nobody's at the demo station right now.
Mochinaga: Some people try out the demo version there, but it's not that many now.
Itaru: Then how about directing them to the demo station......and like giving advice on things they might not understand?
Itaru: In order to gain the interest of game lovers, it's a must to show them the gameplay.
Muku: In that case, how about taking a video of it and uploading it to your official social media accounts?
Sakyo: You have a point, the dancing video on TikTak became a hot topic.
Itaru: What do you think about this plan, Mochinaga-san?
Mochinaga: Everyone.....thank you very much. If you're all okay with it, then please do it.......!
Tenma: Nice, let's get started right away. We'll need to change into our costumes firstly.
Tsumugi: Yup, that's right.
Itaru: Director-san, wait a moment.
Director: Yes, what's up?
Itaru: Director-san, would you like to play at the demo station until we all get back?
Director: .......Eh?
Itaru: I hope it can attract at least some interest from customers. I'll be back soon after changing.
Director: I understand that part, but by myself!?
Itaru: I'll get back to you ASAP, so if you could please.
Director: (Eeeeh! H-he left......)
Director: (But to make the booth look more exciting......yeah, I'll help out so that lots and lots of people can see it......!)
Mochinaga: I'll be here too, so if you have any questions please let me know.
Director: I'll be in your care...!
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Director: Eetto, now that I have the card, the next step is to....
Visitor A: Eehh, that looks kinda interesting. Maybe I should give it a try.
Visitor B: Ooooh~, the skill effects are so cool!
Director: (Ah, I got a little too engrossed in the game and other people started coming over to play at the demo station)
Mochinaga: I guess it's true that if you see someone else playing, you're more likely to want to try it yourself.
Visitor C: Uhhhh..... where do I go to get this item.....?
???: "You should go further into the forest"
Visitor C: Eh? Eeeeeeeeh!? SUZAKU!?
Itaru: "If you're in the forest, you'll surely be able to get items different from what's available in the village"
Visitor C: Y-yes! I'll go there now!
Director: (Ah, everyone's finished changing!)
Tenma: "Ho, a lot of people are visiting"
Sakyo: "What's wrong? Are you worried about us? If that's the case, why don't you come over here"
Visitor D: Uwa, so cool.....!
Visitor E: Let's take a look at this booth.
Director: (As expected, the costumes are gorgeous, and just seeing them in character is enough to catch the attention of the audience)
Visitor F: Ah! I've seen that character on TikTak!
Visitor G: Me too! It's from that dancing video. They're a character from this game.
Visitor H: Woah, I think I'll try out the demo station.
Director: (Yeah, it feels like it'll go well. We're stealing the hearts of our customers!)
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