#windbreaker stage

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WE'RE BEING FED (LITERALLY)

ALL OF SHISHITOREN CELEBRATE ARIMAS BIRTHDAY !!! 🥳🥳🥳

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homos dressing up as homos

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Did someone say Windbreaker oc reveal.. are we ready for windbreaker ocs?… IF YALL HAVE SUM LMK I WANNA HEAR/SEE EM

The little character story I have so far if anyone is interested ^^

Who is Lady Lù Huā:

Lù Huā comes from a renowned martial arts family in Katori, Japan. Her father, a respected dojo master, is known for his expertise in various martial arts, particularly the ancient and deadly Imperial Snake Kung Fu. Growing up in this environment, Lù Huā was immersed in rigorous training from a young age. Her father instilled in her not only the physical skills but also the philosophies and discipline that come with mastering martial arts.

Secret Life:

While her family dojo is renowned for its traditional values and teachings, Lù Huā leads a double life. Unknown to her father and especially her mother, she has established and leads her own organization, a gang that operates in the shadows of Katori. This dual existence allows her to navigate both the honorable world of martial arts and while using her knowledge to protect towns nearby giving her a unique edge in both realms.

Fighting Style:

Lù Huā’s main fighting style is the Imperial Snake Kung Fu, a fluid and lethal form of martial arts that emphasizes speed, agility, and precision. This style suits her perfectly, allowing her to move with grace and strike with deadly accuracy. Her skills are unmatched, making her a formidable opponent both in the dojo and on the streets.

Family Dynamics:

Lù Huā has two younger siblings, twins who have mastered Tiger Style Kung Fu. The twins, fierce and loyal, serve as her right and left hand in the gang keeping quiet to protect both their name and their older sister. Their contrasting styles, Lù Huā’s fluid and viper-like movements paired with the twins’ powerful and aggressive techniques create a balanced and deadly trio. Together, they protect their territory and maintain order within their organization. (No names not design has been established yet.)

Leadership:

As a leader, Lù Huā is both feared and respected. She rules with a strong hand, balancing kindness with harsh discipline. It’s no surprise to see women in the gang who have ambition and determination alongside other members. Her good intentions shine through her actions, as she strives to protect her loved ones and maintain peace in her community. However, her slightly coldhearted demeanor ensures that she is not easily crossed.

Persona:

In her quieter moments, Lù Huā enjoys reading, solving puzzles, tea making, and enjoying a good firework show. These activities help her maintain balance and focus, ensuring she remains at the top of her game both mentally and physically. Her love for these activities reflects her thoughtful and introspective nature, a stark contrast to her fierce and commanding presence as a gang leader. But it’s never been a smooth life. "Even in a life of luxury, I have never lived a dream. The unseen battles within my heart leave me aching for true happiness, a distant horizon I have yet to reach."

Ps. Canon her nails grow very fast but they break every time she fights and she gets pissy. (I said so💅)

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Bimonthly Media Roundup

- Wind Breaker (Anime) - Surprised to include this 4 weeks in a row as it was a pretty simple and quick season, but I found myself going back to quite a few moments for a second watch, either to appreciate the pretty fight choreography or to aww at all the wholesome emotional moments that the "feral cat experiences love and affection for the first time and cannot handle it" protagonist gets. I still wouldn't call it a must watch or anything, it's specific brand of ridiculousness isn't going to appeal to everyone, but I had fun, I'll check out the second season when it drops.

- Alien Stage (Web Series) - Final video dropped for this portion of the Alien Stage saga, and as a whole the series was very entertaining. The music slaps every time, the characters have nice designs with tragic gay romantic entanglements, the art is super pretty and the plot was intriguing and interesting to dig deeper into. I love animatics, musicals, and music videos in general so it's perfect for me, though I suppose it would be easier to convince other people to watch it if it was an anime or webcomic, not everyone is as in to the interpretation through song and visuals with limited dialogue thing. Anyway a good time, I for one will be rewatching quite a bit.

- Mouthwashing (Video Game) - This was an interesting little single session horror game. I wouldn't say it was mind-blowing, a bit too short and simple with sometimes janky graphics, but it had some neat visual ideas, a straightforward and poignant lesson about SA Culture and Avoiding responsibility/confrontation, and produced some really stellar fanworks. It's structure keeps it interesting and it's a unique enough concept where I can see how it stuck in peoples mind, It's worth a watch/play for horror fans, especially given it will only take around 2 hours.

- The Locked Tomb Series (Books) - If I had a nickel for every piece of media on this list that contained cannibalism as a significant story beat I'd have 6 nickels. Which is kind of a lot considering there are only 9 options here. 2/3rds cannibalism ratio. Should I be worried about myself?

- One Piece Fan Letter (Anime) - Honestly the best One Piece content to come out in quite awhile. Obviously the animation style helps alot as its bright and flowy and very charming, but honestly the plot was really cute as well. In general it's nice to get Outsiders POV in the world once in awhile, and seeing how many people where positively affected by the briefest encounters with the Straw Hats/ Encouraged to follow their dreams and take risks is really nice, striking the heart of the series and tapping into the best parts of it. OP has plenty of flaws but when it's good it's really good, and you can tell this was made with a lot of love and passion for the show. Good stuff!

- Malevolent (Podcast) - Yuppers.

- Yellowjackets (TV) - So this was the big one of the month, the survivalist lesbian cannibal show has captivated me. I was actually a bit worried about the cannabalism aspect when pitching we watch it to my sister, as from what I've heard a mystery/suspense show about a group of girls whose plane crash's in the wilderness whose story alternates between the past timeline of them struggling to survive and the current timeline of some of the girls struggling to forget what happened and function normally in society with an ongoing question of "who survived and what did they do?" sounds right up both of alleys, but my sister would probably not be down for the eating eachother thing. Luckily she decided to watch it anyway and that aspect hasn't been too bad so far , though I suppose that really depends on your tolerance for that kinda thing, uh. People do get eaten. Anyway that's really underselling it, what makes the show work is it's slow build of tension, both in the past and present timelines the situations keep building until they spiral out of control with the show somehow continually making you shocked at the escalation and sheer insanity of it all. The vast majority of the cast is made of of complex and interesting women who have complex and interesting relationships to other women, which is certainly a nice change of pace. It's not all doom in gloom, there are emotional highs, characters you root for, and real sympathy for everyone involved, no matter how many bad choices they made. Plot wise it's great as well, the first season can be a little slow at times with some of the modern day plotlines but the latter half of that season and season 2 really spices things up with the adult timelines, and the young timeline is just solid throughout. Lots of fun visuals, memorable moments, and possibly a supernatural presence, though that remains to be seen. The only nitpik I can really think of that hasn't been addressed is that music hasn't really stood out so far? There's been a couple of good pop/indie tracks that were incorporated well but I can't recall any instrumental tracks that stood out, so we'll see if season 3 adds some new ones. If you're not squeamish I honestly recommend it, it's good TV.

- Dungeon Meshi (Manga) - Yup.

- Genshin Impact (Video Game) - Yes.

Listening To: Tongues and Teeth by The Crane Wives, Dream Girl Evil by Florence + The Machine, Creep by Radiohead, Ruthlessness from EPIC the Musical, The Main Character by Will Wood, Lunch, Stick Season, Feeling Good, and Too Sweet Covers by Reinaeiry, Like A Prayer Choir Version from Deadpool 3, Dial Drunk Cover by Chloe Breez, Kiss From A Rose by Seal, Could Have Been Me by The Struts.

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[ENG Translation] Imai Shunto & Ando Yuto Interview | 『Hypnosis Mic -Division Rap Battle-』 Rule the Stage -Grateful Cypher- | "We hope you can come to the theater and experience the 'force' we've talked about"

happy grateful cypher senshuuraku! don't ask me why i did this when i have a whole backlog of translations, a million wips, and actual work to do; i blacked out and it was done--

if you know me, you'll know that i've found myself a little too endeared by hifumi and gentaro's gen 2 stage actors!! i will forever miss gen 1 with my whole entire heart, but i'm glad it's andy and shunty who've taken up hifumi and gentaro's roles. i'm enjoying their portrayals a lot and i think they're both promising actors, so that's why i wanna share more about them! i thought this was a fun interview that gave some insight on hypstage behind the scenes and their friendship c: so if anyone's interested, enjoy!

links to the interview can be found here (part one) and here (part two). translation is under the cut! i'm far from proficient btw, so if you spot any errors, kindly feel free to correct me!

Part One

Starting October 4th, 2024 (Friday) in TOKYO DOME CITY HALL,『Hypnosis Mic -Division Rap Battle-』 Rule the Stage -Grateful Cypher- raises its curtains.

It is the latest in the series of stage adaptations (more commonly known as "HypStage") based on the popular rap-based character project Hypnosis Mic.

Following -New Encounter-, which ran back in March 2024, all 18 members of the 6 divisions (Ikebukuro, Yokohama, Shibuya, Shinjuku, Osaka, Nagoya) return. The stage original Hachioji Division "WESTEND-MAFIA" will also be featured.

THEATER GIRL has interviewed Imai Shunto, who plays Yumeno Gentaro, and Ando Yuto, who plays Izanami Hifumi. In this first part, we ask them about their experiences in their previous work and discuss what they look forward to in this production.

Rehearsals Made Everyday Exciting

―The two of you made your HypStage debut in Hypnosis Mic -Division Rap Battle-』 Rule the Stage -New Encounter-, which ran throughout March. Looking back on it, what was the production like?

Imai: Not only the performances, but rehearsals made everyday exciting. Every cast member and all of the DDB were brimming with talent. When the show opened, the audience had such amazing enthusiasm.

Ando: When I think about it, it feels like the final show came around in the blink of an eye. This was my first 2.5D stage play, and I had never done so many performances in a run before. From rehearsals to the stage, we would tell each other "Wouldn't it be better to do it this way?" and pushed one another to improve, so I feel like I've really grown.

―In what ways do you feel like you've grown?

Ando: During performances, I kept thinking about things like how I could engage with the audience and how I could hype them up. I think I've been able to grow by putting myself in the shoes of those who are watching us.

Imai: I actually worked with Andy (Ando) on another production (Butlers' Opera 『Devil Butler with Black Cat』 ~Rose Scented Ball Edition~ [TL/N: "AkuStage" henceforth]) afterwards. Andy had a role like that there, and he was very good at it.

Ando: You think so?! I'm sure a lot of it is thanks to my experience on HypStage. Shunty (Imai), do you feel like you've had any growth?

Imai: Personally, I know I had no sex appeal at all, so I studied how to be more seductive as a man. I learned how to move my gaze, how to hold it until the end, and other little details like that. I even went to Andy for advice.

Ando: That's right.

Imai: I also learned a lot from YUKI-kun [TL/N: Jyuto's actor]. But I feel like I still have a lot of room for improvement. This time, I'd like to show even more growth!

―What do you think of Ueki Go-san as a director?

Ando: Man, he's the best.

Imai: Both the cast and the audience get so excited under his direction that it gets me really pumped up while performing. Starting right from rehearsals, everyone's energy was incredible.

Ando: Very incredible! Everyone was so anxious during our first meeting, but Go-san gave us this passionate speech. That's when things really started getting into gear, wouldn't you say?

Imai: It really did! Go-san told us "You don't need to be worried. Just believe in yourself." That gave me a lot of confidence, and I feel like I was able to do my best.

Ando: Go-san constantly says "HypStage creates 'force'¹." We say "We'll make it!", but I wonder if we even come close to matching that force.

Imai: Good question. I guess it's about how much force you can unleash from inside you.

Ando: I think having a fighting spirit and a strong desire to "express" creates even more "force."

―On the day of a performance, when do you get into the mood?

Imai: It's when I put on the wig and costume. What about you, Andy?

Ando: Radio calisthenics.

Imai: Ahahaha! You did do those, huh.

Ando: Of course I do other exercises, but I love radio calisthenics.

―You don't do them with everyone else as part of your routine?

Ando: Nope, just me.

Imai: One time in the hallway, I heard him going "Radio Calisthenics Exercise No. 1~" (laugh)

Ando: Oh yeah. Shunty happened to be passing by, so I dragged him in (laugh)

Imai: I got completely caught up in it (laugh)

Ando: Radio calisthenics is great, though! When you really get into it, your whole body wakes up.

Imai: I feel that! Let's do some radio calisthenics again.

Ando: Let's, let's! I'll slowly drag everyone else into it too (laugh)

Imai: I'm sure you will.

Ando: Another thing about -New Encounter- is that each character makes their entrance one by one in the opening song. The person before me is Dr. (Jinguji) Jakurai (Kohatsu Allen), so whenever I hear Dr. Jakurai's part, I tug on my jacket and lock in. "It's all right! I got this!" I tell myself, and the switch turns on.

I'd Like to Make the Role My Own

―What are you looking forward to in 『Hypnosis Mic -Division Rap Battle-』 Rule the Stage -Grateful Cypher-?

Ando: -New Encounter- was pretty faithful to the original drama tracks. But this time a stage original division will be showing up, so I'm excited about that. Before, I followed the drama tracks closely like a textbook for my line delivery and whatnot, but in an original production I have to figure it out myself. Using the drama tracks as a basis, I'd like to make the role my own while thinking "How would this character do it?"

Imai: Last time, the divisions barely interacted with each other. So this time, I'm interested in seeing what happens when members of different divisions get mixed up with each other. There's also the music, isn't there?

Ando: Definitely!

Imai: The music and dancing are getting better and better, so the quality is improving as well. I'm a little nervous, but I'm looking forward to seeing how the choreography will be like.

―Since you brought up dance, I heard that Ando-san has a lot of experience in dancing.

Ando: I've been dancing since I was 4 years old, so that's about 17 years now?

Imai: 17 years! He's sure not playing around.

Even with that many years under your belt, do you find the choreography in HypStage difficult?

Ando: I know I've been in a lot of dance battles and seen all sorts of dances, but I think the choreography for HypStage is at a difficulty not meant for actors. It's on the same level as real dancers, everyone's drenched in sweat while we're doing them.

Imai: For real! Even the DDB say things like "This sure is tough." Honestly, I used to feel like I wasn't cut out for dancing at all. I didn't have experience to begin with. But since I was going to be a part of HypStage, I couldn't think that way anymore and decided I had to catch up to everyone else. I practiced over and over so no one would think "Imai is bad at dancing." Thanks to that, I've been feeling better about it.

―Did you get any dance advice from Ando-san?

Imai: I did. I also got my fellow division members (Mitsui) Junpei-kun [TL/N: Ramuda's actor] and (Kituya) Taiyu-kun [TL/N: Dice's actor] to teach me. During the rehearsal period of -New Encounter-, I took Taiyu-kun to a studio with me so we could practice together. But no matter what, I always went back to Andy for help.

Ando: I'm glad!

Imai: I was asking things like "How do I make this swing look sexier?" and so on.

Ando: You did, yeah. You see, it's not just about following the choreography, but also thinking about "How would this character dance?" and how the costume would look.

Imai: During my solo dance, there's a move where I raise my hand and then drop it. Presenting that part was the issue.

Ando: Oh yeah! I was like "You should do this with your fingertips."

Imai: Right. And also how to carry myself. I often asked him how to show off these moves in a way that would captivate the audience. It was like that all throughout the production period.

―Ando-san, what do you think of Imai-san's dancing?

Ando: I mean it's sexy, isn't it? I've been watching Shunty dance since we first started learning the choreography, so I can't help but feel like a teacher (laugh). When you see that kind of growth, it's like "Whoa, nice!"

Imai: I'm glad you think so.

Ando: Gentaro is the only one whose style differs from the others, so that affects his presentation. Shunty put a lot of effort into it and has really polished his skills since then, so I'm amazed seeing his improvement. That's something I'm also looking forward to in this stage play.

Imai: I'll give it my all!

―Imai-san, what do you think of Ando-san when it comes to acting?

Imai: He's very dexterous.

Ando: Wow! Really? I'm glad.

Imai: When we worked together in our other production, we had roles that clashed with each other quite a bit. I thought he was very dexterous and sensitive to subtleties, and he was good at attracting people's attention. I have a lot of respect for him, even if he is younger than me.

Ando: Hey, do you want to say that last part again? "Even if he is younger"?

Imai: Oh, it's nothing! (laugh)

Ando: As you can see, we really are friendly rivals.

Imai: Mhm.

Ando: Shunty's acting style makes very good use of silence, or like, how do you say it… "beats." But most of all, he's big on practice! Every time I saw him practicing our sword fight scenes [TL/N: in AkuStage], it made me want to work hard, too. There's a lot to learn from him in terms of work ethic.

Imai: Wow, it's embarrassing to hear all that.

Ando: Yeah, saying it in front of the person in question is pretty embarrassing.

Imai: Well, they aren't things you'd usually say to them.

Part Two

Starting October 4th, 2024 (Friday) in TOKYO DOME CITY HALL,『Hypnosis Mic -Division Rap Battle-』 Rule the Stage -Grateful Cypher- raises its curtains.

It is the latest in the series of stage adaptations (more commonly known as "HypStage") based on the popular rap-based character project Hypnosis Mic.

Following -New Encounter-, which ran back in March 2024, all 18 members of the 6 divisions (Ikebukuro, Yokohama, Shibuya, Shinjuku, Osaka, Nagoya) return. The stage original Hachioji Division "WESTEND-MAFIA" will also be featured.

THEATER GIRL has interviewed Imai Shunto, who plays Yumeno Gentaro, and Ando Yuto, who plays Izanami Hifumi. In this second part, we ask them about what they keep in mind for an original production, how they became friends, and what kind of work they would like to do together.

First Impressions Matter on Stage

―What do you keep in mind when performing in a stage play or a musical with an original story like this one?

Andy: I think that first impressions matter on stage. Once you see a character's first scene (that I'm playing), it should still feel like that character later on even if something is a little off. In my opinion, voice is especially important, so I always start by studying voice.

Imai: For me, it's presence.

Andy: You're pretty concerned with appearances.

Imai: I put an absurd amount of effort into studying appearance. Different characters walk in different ways. Even the way they stand while waiting, it's all different. When I read a script, I think about small details such as "Why am I here in this very moment?" I feel like everything is hinged on that.

―How do you objectively look at appearance?

Imai: I try to look in the mirror, or check out the videos from rehearsal when I'm at home. I also ask the director and the cast "How was that?" That's how I make adjustments as we practice.

―Ando-san, you mentioned "first impressions" a moment ago. Can you tell whether or not you've made a good first impression on the audience?

Ando: Nope, I can barely tell.

Imai: Seriously?! Didn't you feel like the crowd went "Whoa!" when the panels came out during the opening scene?

Ando: Ah, that's right! When I look into the eyes of the audience, they're dazzling… They're eyes full of hope and joy. It makes me so happy.

Imai: They sure are looking at us! (laugh)

Ando: I think that's when I get this sense of accomplishment. Like, "I've really made myself this character."

Imai: Uh-huh.

Ando: Of course, I'm happy when fans of Matenrou (Izanami Hifumi's division) look at me that way. But, let's say someone wearing another division's colors looks at me like that… They would have a more objective opinion since they're not our fans, no? When I see how fans of other divisions react, I wonder if I've hit the mark.

Imai: I can't see very well with the stage lights², so I try to observe the audience's reactions when the lights are on them or when we get off the stage.

Their Influences Are…?!

―A Hypnosis Mic is something that affects your psyche. Is there anything in your daily lives that influence you?

Imai: There is! I play a lot of escape game apps, they really make you think.

Ando: Heh

Imai: What are you laughing at?

Ando: It's nothing, it's just that you're talking about them like they're some niche interest when they're pretty popular, so you don't need to explain what they are…

Imai and Ando: (laugh)

Imai: I've started to develop this "Escape Game Brain" from all these escape games. It's gotten to the point where I'm always thinking "If I were trapped in this room right now, what would I use to get out?"

Ando: Just in case you ever get locked up somewhere?

Imai: Yeah. I guess I have pretty good survival skills.

Ando: What are you even going on about? (laugh)

Imai: What about you, Andy?

Ando: Animation is what influences me. The last time I saw an animated film, I felt like there was a lot of thought behind the movements. I'd even say they probably put more effort into studying gestures and emotions than they do for live action productions. I used to watch anime for fun, but now I've realized I can learn a lot from them when it comes to 2.5D works.

Imai: Hey, could you stop right there? You're making me look bad for talking about escape games.

Ando: It balances out, doesn't it? (laugh)

Imai: I guess. Thanks (laugh)

―You two are pretty close, aren't you?

Ando: Ahaha! We go out to hot springs and saunas together.

Imai: Yeah, we do that a lot.

―How did you two become friends?

Ando: Well, I think the best place to start is…

Imai: Is?

Ando: During HypStage's Osaka performances…

Imai: Stop!

Ando: When we were staying at the hotel~

Imai: That's enough! It's so embarrassing!

Ando: One morning, I was heading to our meeting place from my room when I ran into Shunty in the hallway. While we were waiting for the elevator, Shunty told me, "You know, I don't think you seem that much younger than me" like some sort of confession³ (laugh)

Imai: Ahaha! Did I sound that serious?

Ando: I mean it was a closed space. It was all quiet, and no one else was there. So I was like "Huh? Wha?!"

Imai: Were you a little freaked out? (laugh)

Ando: Back then, I called him "Shunto-kun." But then he said, "Just 'Shunty' is fine." I was totally freaked out (laugh)

Imai: It really is embarrassing!

Ando: He told me "You don't need to be polite with me."⁴ I guess that's when we started getting closer.

Imai: Absolutely. But to be honest, I felt a kind of kinship with Andy right from the beginning.

Ando: So scary! (laugh)

Imai: I mean, don't you have a "friendship sensor⁵"?!

Ando: I do!

Imai: Mine went off with you.

Ando: You mean like you thought we'd get along?

Imai: Yeah. That's why I thought "This is my chance!" when we were in that elevator together.

Ando: Were you nervous?

Imai: I was nervous (laugh)

Ando: You see, it would've made more sense if you approached me during rehearsals, but this was after the Tokyo shows and during the Osaka run. It's just hard for me to change like that (laugh) Like calling you by your name or speaking to you so casually⁶

Imai: That's true.

Ando: But, you know, I did also feel my "friendship sensor" go off for Shunty.

Shunto: See!

Ando: Shunty may be older than me, but he doesn't really feel like a senpai. I think we were able to get closer because he has such a friendly vibe.

―What would you two like to do together in the future?

Ando: When it comes to work, I want to cross swords.

Imai: Like a sword fight?

Ando: We've done a sword fight scene before, but it was as allies, so I want to fight against you.

Imai: It's the opposite for me. In HypStage and our other work together, we've had roles where our characters are on bad terms or constantly at odds with one another. I wonder what it would be like if we played partners.

Ando: Good point!

Would you like to work together on film or on stage?

Ando: Ah, film also sounds fun!

Imai: Right? Film or stage, I'd like to do both.

Ando: A hierarchal dynamic between us could be interesting.

Imai: Which one of us would be the senior? You know, it would be really surprising if it was you.

Ando: For sure. I guess I'd be like (low tone) "Get to work~"?

Imai: Never mind, you're pretty bad at it (laugh)

Ando: Well, I haven't really had anyone work under me before (laugh)

―Please give a message to those looking forward to your upcoming performance.

Ando: Whether or not this is your first time watching HypStage, whether or not you're already familiar with it, it's an interesting piece of work. We hope you can come to the theater and experience the "force" we've talked about in this interview.

Imai: We'll do our best to deliver a stage play that's even better and more exciting than the last. Definitely come to the theater prepared to have a good time. We'll see you there!

¹ the original term used here is 圧, which is "pressure" or "force." i think "force" just flows better, so i translated the conversation based on that imagery

² the exact phrase here is 僕は光にあまり強くないのです, which is literally like "I'm not very good with lights." i'm assuming shunty means the stage lights based on the context of the conversation, but maybe it's not idk i just thought i should mention that lol

³ the original term used here is 告白, which can mean confession as in confessing to a crime or like. a love confession WKJGHGH okay, so i just kept it vague because i wasn't sure which vibe andy meant here 😭

⁴ this is in reference to the honorifics used in the japanese language, which are used as part of polite speech

⁵ the exact term used is 仲よくな���人センサー, which is more literally like "person befriending sensor" 🥺

⁶ is a similar to ⁴ in that they're discussing the formalities of japanese speech depending on who you're talking to and how close you are

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sonadow fankid blast 💥 meet Breaker! his twin is up next 🕺

primarily takes after Sonic, taking over the day shift of watching Green Hills and the 'hero' mantle. beloved face. helps grandmas across the street. avid errand runner. has helpful big brother/camp counselor vibes!

🌖 At first I named him Breaker as a shorthand for 'daybreak' (his twin being named Dusk) and thought it was stupid (bc Sonic would name his kid something stupid) but the more i thought about it.. the more it worked.. windbreaker…. circuit breaker…a breaker being a heavy sea wave connecting to Sonic's fear of water..breaks/brakes… mm wordplay

very aloof! enjoys life. loves hiking. he loves anything with a good view. prefers to take it a day at a time, if given the choice. has a curiosity and interest in the powers and skills of others he's incredibly strong w/ powers including electricity + Chaos Control/time-space manipulation (and still wearing limiters)

he is extremely tactical with when and how he uses Chaos Control. With new opponents Breaker wouldn't use his Chaos Control, relying on speed and fistpower. If he did, he'd make it seem that he was just extremely fast getting places, using the shadows of his opponent and surrounding environment to slip between places

ever since he was a little, Breaker’s always come out on top. he’s always looked up to heroes, naturally- after all both their fathers were. and he’s settled into the role quite nicely, one of Green Hills’ very own, and just as beloved. all the townsfolk know him, all the women fawn over him, a true bonafide role model. But even his twin brother Dusk wonders/isn't sure if thats really what he wants or if its simply a role he’s acclimated to.

Breaker has a bit of an iceberg to his character. Most people see the very top layer, what they see day-to-day of the young aloof Mobian heralded as "Sonic and Shadow's son". there's something else that goes on beneath..

his powers essentially distort him from living the same wavelength as others. Like that moment in Sonic Prime where Sonic is going so fast, time has essentially stopped for everyone else. Tapping into this power has led him to believe he is invincible in ways, but not entirely. he enjoys all the scuffs, he enjoys what life has to throw him, his friends, etc. It keeps him grounded. as a result, he has a curiosity when he finally gets to dance with danger one-on-one like the average Mobian. he appreciates any opportunity to throw himself into dangerous situations because he enjoys the thrill of possibly getting hurt, as the pain allows him to feel 'mortal'.

One of his core principals is that he doesn’t want people hurt. He wants people safe. But sometimes it's unsure if thats the case or if its because he wants other people out of his way so he can set the stage between just him and his opponent.. and thus, minimize the collateral damage/cleanup.

He is rather tactical outside of battle too and does especially well in social settings. he already has the chops for it, being charismatic from the getgo, but he knows how to set people/things/his environment up in ways that would allow him to get to that final push for things to go his way without anyone being aware he had pulled any strings at all. he is incredibly observant, always picking up on the finer details. his hobby for people watching both comes in clutch as a both hobby he truly enjoys and something that could help him in future instances.

Whether Breaker wants to admit it or not, he cares about his image. Although his swagger is already quite effortless, he cares how the townsfolk perceive him, not just for the sake of vanity or narcissism but because he understands that people need an idol- they need guidance. That's what his dad was, and that's what he's for. It's what the stars were here for-- people had to look up somewhere for answers. He understands that he is something like a guiding light, a north star- but if they choose to refuse him, it's no skin off his back bc that’s their choice. He doesn't interfere with the choices people decide to make for themselves.

Breaker is a weird paradox character. where he's direct and very upfront, he is also so incredibly indirect about stuff too. Bro's always contradicting himself which makes it very hard for anyone to really pinpoint just what he's thinking beyond what they might know from the "hero" image he shows off.

Being good is a choice for him. But it's a choice he doesn't think about and something he's trained himself to wholeheartedly believe is instinct, as he doesn't believe himself to be a bad guy (and he isn't!) But it's like making a lie real and true.

Breaker, like his brother, has his own brand of isolation. Because of his powers, he lives on a different wavelength to other people. Always looking things through a window. He can look close enough to pretend the glass isn't there, that he's with there with everyone else, but there still exists that separation. So he chases after whatever makes him feel 'alive' and in the moment with everyone else.

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Description: Sometimes In the heat of the moment, you don’t always make it to the bedroom. Here’s some scenarios of some of the windbreaker boys fucking you anywhere but your bed.

Characters: Jo Togame, Toma Hiragi, Hajime Umemiya, & Haruka Sakura

Word Count: 2.7k

Tags: fem!reader, public sex, rough sex, praise, degradation, dirty talk, penetrative sex, handjobs, oral (m!receiving), hair pulling, mentions of being caught, daddy calling, brat taming, slight sub themes in Sakura’s.

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a/n: This has been sitting in my mind for quite some time so I needed to get it out of my system. Also, this is my first time writing for Hiragi so please let me know what you think, I hope I did him some justice. Anyways I hope you enjoy!

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The sound of skin slapping against skin echoes off the walls of the empty auditorium like a crescendo. Togame especially loved fucking you in the abandoned auditorium because the beautiful sounds that you made for him reverberated off the walls in such a way that made your voice carry and come straight back to his ears. Only serving to make him want you to make more. “Jo please, fuck, what if someone comes.” You whimper, the fear of being caught overwhelmed by the pleasure you were feeling from the snap of his hips.

“Then they’d get quite the show, wouldn’t they princes??” He chuckles, deep and breathy in your ear. You feel the heat rush to your cheeks in embarrassment at the thought of someone walking in on you both. Seeing Togame’s large hands gripping the plush of your waist, your body clad in nothing save for his Shishitoren jacket as he fucks you into the hard linoleum floors of the stage. His deep laughter hits your ear once more, his voice coming out in that slow drawl that always served to send a rush of heat to your cunt.

“But… judging by the way your pretty pussy just clamped down on me.. I’d say you wouldn’t mind that too much.. would you baby?”

His grin is lazy and full of mischief when he pulls away, looking down at you with half lidded eyes as he drags his cock back, leaving only the tip of himself still inside before slamming his full length back into you in one harsh thrust. He sets a brutal pace after that, effectively cutting off any argument you had against his words, corners of your vision going blurry from the overwhelming pleasure he was giving you. “Jo, fuck, please” You cry out, your voice carrying in the empty auditorium so loud it had you attempting to cover your mouth to conceal the noises you were making, afraid someone passing by would hear.

His eyes darken, hips ceasing all movement, as he looks down at you with a lifted eyebrow. You were quick to remove your hand, knowing how much he loved to hear you and knowing he would come to a full stop until he could hear you once more. “Jo, please, ‘m sorry please don’t stop” He smirks at the sound of your begging, your voice carrying once more. “Thats right doll, let me hear you. I don’t want you to hold back a single fucking sound do you understand that darling?”

The sounds of his hips slamming against yours, the noises falling from both of your lips and the squelching of your wetness as he fucks into you filling the room once more. “You hear that pretty girl? Hear how fucking wet you are for me? How sloppy your pretty cunt has gotten for me angel? So good pretty girl, so good for me, my only complaint is how wasteful it is to have you dripping like this without me down there to lap up every fucking drop of your sweetness princess.” He continues the snapping of his hips recklessly against yours. Your cries of his name egging him on every syllable you let out going straight to his cock. Sure you both could fuck in your shared bed, but where was the fun in that? Especially when the sounds you make for him echo so deliciously off these walls and only spur him on to see just how loud you could get for him.

You had brought this on yourself, you know you did, but how could you be expected to control yourself while on the back if his bike? The two of you had gone on a late night drive on his motorcycle, he always looked so sexy driving his bike, his large hands switching gears as he rested them on the handlebars. His thighs straddling the bike as he drives it with ease, weaving in and out of traffic, head tilting back every so often to make sure you were okay. It had started innocent enough, your hands placed on his chest to keep yourself steady as he drove, feeling his muscles through the fabric of his shirt. Rubbing up and down as you rested your cheek on his broad back.

But as you watched him drive, your hands slid farther south. He had given you a warning glance, one which you ignored as you let your hands continue to wander. The vibrations of the bikes engine spurring your movements. The only thing separating you from the leather were your panties, wearing a skirt that Hiragi had warned you “was not proper riding attire”. You feel his breath hitch as your hands slid to his thighs , inching closer to where a tent was starting to form in those tight pants he always wears. Your fingers eventually curled around his hardening member, the bike lurching as he was caught off guard.

That was what led you to where you were now, your hair wrapped around Hiragi’s fist, him using it as leverage to arch your back further towards him. The two of you pulled over to the side of the road in a more secluded wooded area as Hiragi has you bent over his bike, taking you from behind.

“You can never behave can you, pretty girl? Here I was just wanting to go on a nice ride with my girl, but someone couldn’t keep their hands to themselves could they?” Hiragi groans through gritted teeth. His eyes rolled back once more hearing his name slips past your lips hips bucking involuntarily as his cock head kisses your deepest parts.

Hiragi wasnt sure how much longer he would be able to remain his composure. His teeth sink into the crook of your neck, he cant control the roll of his hips at the words that slip from your lips. Cock throbbing in need. His hand is quick to slide to the inside of your thigh wishing he was able to see just how beautiful you were spread wide for him. He lets his fingers curl around your throat squeezing just enough to make gaining air flow a bit difficult, now using your throat as leverage to pull you back against him.

His sharp canines digging into the supple flesh of your neck as the thumb of his begins rubbing slow dragging circles against your puffy clit. “Take all of me princess, gonna fill you up so deep. Always so tight for me darling.” Cries of his name fall from your lips like a mantra, meeting his thrusts as best as you can, eyes rolling back from the intense pleasure. “I wanna come with you, Toma, please let me.” You whispered breathlessly as you reach the precipice of orgasm head fuzzy and thoughtless as your walls spasm around his cock.

Your release triggering his own as he paints your walls white. The two of you lean over the bike, attempting to catch your breaths. Hiragi slips from inside you, sliding your panties back in place, punctuating the action with a swift slap to your ass. “Now, lets see if we can finish this ride without me having to pull over again to take care of my needy girl, yeah?” He grins mounting the bike once more, both of you knowing this was far from over, anticipating what awaited you as you head back home.

He grins against your lips, head ducking down to take a hardened bud between his lips, tongue lolling against it, coming to a point to flick at the sensitive area before letting his teeth capture it. Pulling his head back to tug until releasing, pupils blows wide seeing the bounce of the plush flesh he was rewarded with. He was quick to give the other nipple the same treatment. Hands trailing from your ankles to your knees, forcing your legs apart further under his strong grip. He groans into your chest as he feels your hands on him hand making a trail up the inside of your thigh, thumb pressing against the hood of your clit before rubbing slow agonizing circles as he continues his attention to your nipples.

Fingers slipping from your center, he grips your panties by the waistband, expertly sliding them from your hips leaving you entirely bare before him. Fingers digging into the flesh of your ass he pulls your hips flush against his own giving an experimental roll of his hips, hardened cock rubbing against your center.

“Thats right my pretty little kitten, my perfect fucken princess.” He groaned against your skin, head ducking to your neck once more, teeth sinking into the delicate skin tongue soothing the area. Now that he was sunk completely in, he gives an experimental snap of his hips, your pleas guiding each motion of his hips. He picks up the pace, angling his hips just right to nudge that sensitive spot deep inside you.

“Go on princess wanna hear you say my name angel, bet you cant even finish it can you my pretty baby.” He teases against your skin, hips picking up their pace. His hands hook under your knees, pulling you until your ass was hanging off the desk, so he could lay you back, both of you so caught in your actions that you hadnt noticed the red light flashing on the soundboard of the desk he had laid you on in the announcement room.

He presses your knees to your chest now able to hit a much deeper angle. Groaning a long growl of your name and a slew of profanities as the sound of his hips meeting yours fills the room. “You hear that princess? How wet my cunt is for me angel, sounds like a fucken symphony kitten.” He groans against your skin, hips slamming into yours “Fuck Hajime, please, I’m close. Wanna come, please let me Daddy.”

The coil had been tight in his abdomen, but he would hold out, he wouldnt allow himself to fall over the edge before you had. He picks up the pace once more, thrusts growing sloppy under the pleasure. His thumb quickens its pace pressing harder against the bundle of nerves. “Go on on princess, come for me, wanna feel those pretty walls clamp down on my cock. Fuuck just like that kitten” His movements growing erratic as you both were nearing your highs.

Just as you were about to be thrown over the edge the sound of loud bangs on the door fill your ears, swiftly jerking you and Umemiya apart from each other. It was only moments later that you heard Hiragi’s exasperated voice ring out. “Umemiya you idiot the loudspeaker, its on you dumbass!!” Your eyes blown wide cheeks flusing deeply at the knowledge that the entore school had heard you both for gods knows how long. Umemiyas boisterous laughter is all that is heard before the intercom goes off. “Oopsies silly me, well I guess theres no question of who you belong to know is there, babygir?” The smirk that grazes his lips making you question if that was an accident at all.

“Are you outta your fucken mind?!” Comes Sakuras harsh whisper, his face a deep maroon, his lips pressed to your ear to keep the words between you both. “Hm?” You barely acknowledge him, scrolling through your phone absentmindedly. As if you hadn’t just unbuckled his pants under the table at Kotoha’s restaurant. As if you weren’t currently sat across from Nirei, Suo, and Kiryu while pulling Sakura’s semi-hard cock from his pants. As if you weren’t wrapping your delicate fingers around his length, thumb swiping his tip to collect the precoma that was starting to bubble over the head of his cock.

“Are you alright Sakura?” Nirei asks innocently, unaware of what you were inflicting upon your poor shy boyfriend. Sakura’s eyes blow wide, the attention now on him, all while you never stopped your movements. Now pumping his length slowly, careful not to move your arm too much and reveal what you were doing. Sakura for once was grateful for Suo’s teasing, his words catching the attention of the other two males sat at the table with you both. “That’s our Sakura, always so bashful, he’s probably all flustered from sitting next to his girlfriend.” He claims his signature smile resting on his face. “Why don’t we go put in our orders, give poor Sakura some time to cool down, hm?” He says, standing the other two following him to the counter.

Sakura’s red face turns to yours sharply once they were out of earshot, grateful at least for the secluded corner booth you were both sat in. “Are you crazy?! We’re gonna get caught, knock it off.” He whispers sharply, only to be met with a grin from you. His body betrays his words, hips bucking to meet your movements. “What was that Haru? Cause it seems to me like you don’t want me to stop.~” You tease, pressing a quick kiss to his lips, looking over to see the boys caught in a conversation with the brunette at the counter. Taking advantage of their distraction as you slide quickly under the table. “Better be quick then, baby. Don’t want them to find out how much you’re loving this do you?”

You hook your hand on the base, tongue lolling out to lick a fat stripe up the underside of him, looking up at him with hooded eyes from under the table. You let your tongue circle his fat mushroom tip, letting your lips close around him, sucking his tip harshly. Sakura’s hand immediately coming to tangle in your hair and teeth coming down to bite on his bottom lip, harsh, to the point of drawing blood. In order to conceal any noises that would attempt to fall from his lips. He feels you lick the underside of his length, groaning loudly when he feels your tongue run along his sensitive tip. He attempts to make eye contact with you, but that doesn’t last long, face planting into the table to hide his reddened cheeks and any expressions that would give away what was occurring beneath the table. “We’re gonna get caught..” He whimpers, stuttering over his words from the pleasure you were giving him.

“Well you better be quick then, Haru.~” You tease, your words slightly muffled from the head of his cock. Resuming your pace, head bobbing up and down as you take more of him into your mouth, his tip hitting the back of your throat. The feeling has him seeing stars. Hips now coming up to buck against your tongue, while his own lolled out of his mouth drool dripping down his chin. “Fuck baby, fuck you feel s-so fuckin, shit, gonna fucking burst if you keep that up.” He whimpers, his hips stuttering as the coil building in his abdomen threatens to snap. Humming against his length at his words, almost as if to say that’s the whole point. Quickening your pace, free hand coming to rest against his balls messaging them feeling the contractions. Your eyes locking with his from your position sends him over the edge. Sakura was quick to bite his knuckles, muffling his sounds as he comes down your throat. Swallowing another groan as he watches you swallow all of him. Jolting upright hearing footsteps approach, hurriedly tucking his softening member into his pants once more.

His eyes blown wide as the other’s sit down with their orders, settling themselves into their seats. “Hey, where’d y/n go?” Kiryu askes, tilting his head. Sakura scrambles for something to say in his post-orgasmic haze, only for you to cut him off popping up from under the table. “Sorry I dropped my spoon, I got it.” You giggle, faux-innocence lacing your tone. “Might need a new one though, this black and white milkshake is thick. Could barely suck it through my straw. Could I borrow yours baby?” You ask with an innocent smile, licking the corner of your mouth. Though the snort Suo lets out around the rim of his teacup tells you that he knew exactly what had just taken place. Sakura’s cheeks so red he thought he would die from blood loss on the spot.

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This was WAYYYY longer than I anticipated but it’s me, are we surprised?? This was so much fun might do a part two if im feelin frisky. But I hope you enjoyed, see you next time!

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Sharing one scarf feat. the best portable heater Sakura --- I feel like Sakura can be really really warm (๑>◡<๑) Perfect for the cold weather

Early stages suosakunirei

-- Plus an extra scene lol

⬅ Windbreaker Silly little sketches ➡

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windbreaker characters & their possible love trope (part 2)

warnings : smut part with wooin but i tried to make it more sensual then sexy, prob fluffiest stuff i ever wrote, as usual it might be ooc, not proofed read on your own risk!!)🧣💞🦢

thank you all guys for 287 followers!!(i wrote when it was 260!!) i hope my works makes your day a lil bit better and set some mood. i really appreciate all likes, reposts and especially!! comments and replies, in love with @sugardollie-907 @hjunsjoy @cozyunderworld @dialoguestetatet and wildylisa but idk why i can’t tag((( and so so many other people who comment (but i swear this holy five lives rent free in my comment section and it such a blessing🙏🏻)

thank you to every-everyone who supporting me, my works, it’s so gratifying to come here and see all notifications about your feedbacks!! also want to say thanks to all wb authors who ever posted and posting!! another source of motivation and inspiration🫵🏻😌💋💯🎀

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vinny - a friend’s sister. you were definetely dom's or jay's sister, and vinny was so annoyed by you in the first place. not because of your personality or you annoyed him directly, but you were that "genious" in your sport, and vinny unitentionally compared you to jay jo, who were gifted with talent from birth. he was angry or annoyed to the point of goosebumps, he didn't even understand exactly what he was feeling, but he understood that this was a very strong storm of emotions and he was fixated on you. honestly? when your brother watches your competitions or casually tells about your successes, Vinny records it in his memory and will congratulate you later(dom as an older brother will 100% hype you up, fight me. he would show his phone to hummingbird crew with tearing puppy eyes “look, my lil gremlin winning those competition of hers”🥹🥹)Vinny would rather die by biting his neck than admit his feelings to someone, so it happens accidentally, maybe your chat went further than congratulating each other on winning competitions or your calls to him to find out where your brother is hanging around today. but because you were tired after the competition, you fell asleep leaving the chat open and not responding to his messages, leaving him on read. not to say that Vinny was offended by you, he just snapped at you for 3 days in a row, refusing to respond to messages. you had to take the situation into your own hands and hold his hand after another training and talk. “ta hell you want?” he said, frowning down at you. “just to talk and clearly” - you explained the situation to him and told him why you didn't answer, but since Vinny didn't know how to apologize and he had certain trust issues, it turned into another skirmish. it was evening and it was unnoticeable how the clouds thickened and the rain began to fall, but it didn't seem to bother two of you much because you were standing and yelling at each other for a reason you both didn't understand. Vinny's patience had always been zero, but now it seemed as if he was on the verge of reaching another stage of rabies. while you were shouting at him that you didn't understand why he started this quarrel at all, he just exhaled irritably and unknowingly blurted out “FUCK! because i was worried about you!!” as the argument reached its peak, Vinny's frustration peaked, his heart pounding with a mixture of anger and apprehension. yet, amidst the chaos of their exchange, a surge of emotion overcame him, compelling him to act on the impulse he'd long suppressed. with a sudden surge of courage, Vinny closed the distance between you, his hand reaching out to cup your cheek. eyes met, mirroring the intensity of emotions, as Vinny leaned in, capturing your lips in a tender kiss. the rain continued to fall, its gentle rhythm enveloping both of you in a cocoon of intimacy as you melted into each other's embrace. Vinny’s body pressed to yours, rain-soaked and trembling, as the warmth of the spring evening mingled with the cool touch of the rain. in that moment, amidst the soft glow of the night lights and the soothing patter of raindrops, time seemed to stand still. the world around you faded into obscurity, leaving only the two bodies locked in a passionate embrace. as your lips parted, a sense of relief washed over, breaths mingling with the cool night air as you savored the sweetness of the moment. in the gentle caress of the rain and the warmth of each other's touch, you found solace, knowing that despite the storm raging around two of you, they were anchored in the calm of their love. as you kissed beneath the spring evening sky, a sense of peace washed over them, the tension of their argument melting away with each tender caress. In that fleeting moment, surrounded by the gentle embrace of the rain and the comforting glow of city lights, they found solace in each other's arms, their love renewed and strengthened by the storm they weathered together.

wooin - fake relationship. he commited it in the first place. since his work wasn’t permanent and he was constantly on the move, hanging here and there, Wooin thought it would be nice to have something permanent in his life. he needed excuse to tell his family why he can’t visit them on weekends - his girlfriend doesn’t feel well. them asking him all this “start a family” questions? sorry, y/n isn’t ready yet. some unforeseen situations? oh, y/n can be his trusted person. something didn't go according to plan? he can rely on y/n, if it isn’t something too difficult or dangerous. as a substitute he will gift you something, or will took you somewhere, thanking you for being his backup. genuinely it wasn’t something like friends with benefits, no, you two clearly share a bond, but it was something on the edge, as everybody thought you were dating. and in fact all this acts, you being his backup, him giving you small gifts, taking you on dates, sharing a bed - it all feels more like a relationship. but you never had this conversation, after another hot sex you could fall asleep together, for sure, but in the morning one of you definitely woke up in an empty bed. of course, it also happened that you woke up together, but in the morning Wooin was simply unbearable, and more often it ended with too caustic jokes. and it was always on the edge, you weren't in a relationship, you weren't friends, you weren't strangers, you were all together at once. at some point, it started to get exhausting. you noticed it first, but Wooin started talking about it first... well not actually talk, but mutter in the crook of your neck… today’s sex was different, the encounter was filled with a blend of sensuality and intensity, both of you asserting your desires while maintaining a balance of power. you bite each other, when it feels like too much, but immediately kissing and licking bite place, each of you tried to get leading role while another didn’t let it happen. today, Wooin's approach was different - not sloppy, fast and erratically, but slower, more deliberate, his touch gentle yet his thrusts firm. you were suffocating in his arms, and it seemed to him that he was drowning in the smell of your hair, your moans, how you trembled slightly from his hands on your chest, hips and neck. Wooin burrowed his nose deeper into the crook of your neck, breathing heavily and sniffing your scent. it was intoxicating, that feeling when you were next to him, when his hands slid over your body, your soft sobs, how the emotions on your pretty face changed depending on his pace. now, with his whole body pressed against you from behind, one hand holding your hip, and the other between your head and the pillow, his palm rested on your collarbones. while he was slowly sinking into you, and you were smiling and almost purring with pleasure, he caught himself thinking that he liked your smile. he likes to spend time with you, he likes to use an excuse in front of his parents and call you his girlfriend. his. Wooin liked the idea of you being his. he liked you. along with these thoughts, his pace increased, now he was digging his fingers into your thigh, and the other hand slid to your breast, squeezing it a little harder. you were both lost in your pleasure as you moaned louder and louder, he pressed his nose harder into your neck, whispering something that you couldn't make out. at one moment, he lifted his head, biting your earlobe, and pulling it slightly towards him, in a burst of emotion, he whispered "i like you"*

kwon - stranger to lovers/soulmetes - for the first time it seemed like someone corsed you. you moved to new flat in different district of Seul and now it was time to transport your stuff from old flat. everything started when you recieved message from a men who drove the car with your stuff, saying that he is stuck on a street because there are some stupid cycling competition and usual road is closed. amazing, you already were so stressed and here some cycling competition, but thankfully in the evening you finally recieved your stuff, mostly some boxes, small and big. when you were about to pick another heavy box you felt that it seemed strangely light. when you rise your eyes you saw a young man around your age. you thanked him for helping and he turned out to be almost your neighbor, one floor above and to the left of your neighbor's wall. next time you saw Kwon Hyeok in evelator…and you two were stuck there…for 3 hours…you were about to meet with your friends and, as you learned later, he was about to pick something to eat in nearest market. week later you met him in random cafe, where you decided to have a dinner alone, the owner of the cafe came up to you, saying that all the seats are occupied, but since you are alone, there was an empty place, behind the bar, just next to a guy your age (the old man grinned and has obviously already married you two in his head) so when you sat down carefully and apologized for the intrusion, you recognized that it was Kwon. you ordered your food and few drinks, and had a nice time together. and after a month of such unexpected encounters, you began to suspect 2 things - either fate brings you together, or he is a stalker. thankfully when you ran into each other again in the same cafe and drank a lot more this time, you admitted that you suspected him, and he, in turn, thought the same - that you were weird stalker girl who followed him around, and in that evening you laughed together from many things. when it was time to leave he understood that you were so drunk that you couldn’t even stand straight, so he took you by the elbow, hugged you with his free hand a little bit higher than your waist and led you home. along the way, of course, you mumbled something about how you like one handsome boy and he seemed like not paying attention to you and probably not even interested and why you're still alone…and then, under the soft glow of streetlights, amidst the hushed whispers of the night, it happened. in a moment that felt both inevitable and surreal, your lips met in a tender kiss, sealing the bond that had been silently growing between you. in that stolen moment, amid the chaos of the city, you found solace in each other's arms, knowing that fate had finally brought you together as more than just strangers in passing.

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* i’m sorry, i don’t really know how to finish this part with wooin, as it already feels too ooc, it was more self inserted, like i was inspired by my latest situationship, bc i was in fucking same situation(it didn’t end well) , and it’s still kinda my roman empire, so i leave space for your imagination… if u don’t mind of course…🥹

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Don't You Want Me, Baby | Rooster x Reader

Summary: It was like a fairytale, the way you stole Bradley's heart with your gorgeous face, retro denim jacket, and karaoke skills. But when you disappear into the night, leaving only one small trinket behind, he's left wondering if he didn't just dream you up. 

Warnings: Fluff, swearing and karaoke

Length: 3200 words

Pairing: Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw x Female Reader

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Bradley's favorite thing about '80s throwback nights at the Hard Deck was seeing how his friends dressed for it. Nat usually went with neon spandex. Bob had a vintage Nintendo tee shirt. Jake found a windbreaker and matching pants at a thrift store. Even Penny got in on things by wearing a hideous blazer with enormous shoulder pads. 

But Bradley just wore what he always did: one of his dad's tropical print shirts from circa 1983, his snug Levi's, and his slick mustache. 

When he arrived at the Hard Deck, he realized that his least favorite part of this kind of night was the fact that he was always the odd man out now. He'd been single for such a long time, and it didn't usually bother him. But the way Javy had his arm around Nat, and the way Bob's girlfriend was making him blush... well, Bradley was starting to feel like he was missing out. 

Nat handed him a beer as soon as he strolled up to the bar. "I can't decide if it's funny or sad that you don't even have to try," she told him, eyeing him up and down. 

"Says the woman wearing a neon pink jumpsuit? What even is that thing?" he asked, gesturing to her outfit. Frankly, it was scary, but Javy seemed to like it as he kissed Nat and whispered in her ear before he walked away, turning to look at her several times. 

She rolled her eyes and told him, "It's '80s workout attire! I'm going to sing the song Physical for karaoke, and I thought it would be fun to match the theme. You, on the other hand, wore the same thing the other day when we went out for pizza. You live in the '80s my friend."

"Whatever," Bradley grunted, sipping his beer. 

"Rooster, did you sign up for a song yet?" Fanboy asked him, jerking his thumb to the karaoke setup in the corner. 

Just as he was about to reply, Nat smirked at him. "How about I pick a song for you?"

Bradley just shrugged. "Sure." He liked singing. He was pretty good at it. And with tonight's theme, he'd know all the lyrics even without the video prompt. But he didn't like the smug look on his friend's face as she strolled away in her hideous pink outfit.  

He sipped his beer. There were a lot of people here tonight that he'd never seen before. It was usually the same Naval officer crowd every weekend, so this was interesting. And there were a lot of cute girls with their hair all teased and hair sprayed wearing things that made Bradley smile. 

Then his eyes caught on a denim jacket and a mini skirt on the cutest girl he had seen in a very long time. "Oh," Bradley gasped, finishing the last of his beer and setting the empty bottle down on the counter. You turned to laugh at your friend who was behind you, but your eyes caught on Bradley's, and he started stumbling through the crowd in your direction.

Then the DJ in charge of karaoke night called up the first singer, and the crowd closed in on the stage. "Shit," Bradley muttered. He lost sight of you amongst the too bright neon strobe lights. The song Sunglasses at Night started blaring, and Bradley couldn't find his friends either. The more he tried to shove through the crowd, the more dirty looks he got. 

Two more singers performed terrible renditions of songs that Bradley used to like until he heard them here. He figured you must have left, because he couldn't see you anywhere. With a sigh, he leaned against the back wall. And then Nat was there, pressing another beer into his hand. 

"Why do you look so pissy?" she asked over the music. 

He just shrugged and rolled his eyes at himself. "It's so dumb. But I saw the cutest girl, and then she vanished...."

There you were, not far from the DJ booth. You were dancing along to someone butchering Billie Jean. Bradley could barely see you through the crowd as he smacked Nat's arm. "It's her. Denim jacket. Little skirt. Fucking gorgeous face."

"Go talk to her," Nat told him with a grin that made him a bit nervous. 

"What do you think I'm trying to do?" he asked, looking for the best way to get over to you. The way you were dancing and laughing had Bradley smiling as he squeezed past Bob. 

When you spun in a slow circle with your friends, you froze, eyes meeting Bradley's again. This time you bit your lip and waved to him. 

Bradley laughed and mouthed, "I'm coming." He watched as you pressed your lips together and ducked your face down.

"Hurry up!" you called when the song ended. 

Bradley was about to start throwing elbows to get as close to you as possible. Then he heard his name.

"Rooster is up next! Where's Rooster?" called the DJ. 

Bradley let his head tip back as he groaned. He waved to the DJ and then winked at you. "Sorry," he mouthed as he smiled at you. 

You smiled and shrugged and that's when the DJ announced, "Rooster is singing that iconic song from Dirty Dancing, I've Had The Time of My Life."

He turned to glare at Nat where she stood against the back wall. "You picked a duet, you jerk! I can't sing that alone!"

But his attention snapped away from Nat when he felt your hand on his arm. You had managed to close the distance to him, and Bradley met your eyes as you let your fingers glide down his arm until they met his hand. 

"I'll sing with you, Rooster."

Bradley laced his fingers with yours, and you led him up to the stage as the bar was filled with applause. Bradley took the microphone from the DJ. You and he were going to have to share it, and he didn't mind that one bit. 

"Ready?" Bradley asked you, keeping his flingers linked with yours. 

"Let's do it." 

Bradley nodded, signaling they were ready to sing, and when the music started, you smiled up at him. He missed the first few words as his heart pounded, scrambling to pick up the lyrics as you giggled. 

Now I've had the time of my life. No, I've never felt like this before. Yes, I swear it's the truth, and I owe it all to you.

Then when it was your turn, Bradley was hypnotized by your voice. He could come up with about a hundred more duets he was dying to sing with you. Either here at the bar, or maybe back at his place. Maybe you'd let him have your number. 

He missed his next line again, completely distracted by you biting your lip and holding the microphone for him. "Shit," he said with a laugh, finally getting back on track again. But you seemed to know you were the reason he was distracted, and he could tell he was blushing. 

And when it was time to sing together, your voice blended perfectly with his. 

So we take each other's hand, 'cause we seem to understand the urgency.

And then you started to dance with him a little bit, just a sway of your hips, but Bradley moved along with you. It was perfect, the way you shared the microphone with him. The way your smile made the song even better. The way you laughed at the end when Bradley's face was close to yours and the room erupted in loud applause. 

"Thanks for bailing me out," he told you as he handed over the microphone. 

"You're welcome, Rooster," you told him with a smile that made him want to taste your lips. Then you were slipping your hand free from his as your friends called you over. You glanced at him over your shoulder, and Bradley turned back to the DJ while another singer took the stage. 

"I need you to let me sing again," Bradley told him. 

"One song per person, sorry."

Bradley rolled his eyes and pulled fifty bucks out of his wallet. "One more song? Right after this one?" 

And then, just like that, Bradley was signed up. When he turned your way, you were already looking at him, challenging him to make a move. 

"Excuse me," he said, encroaching on your friend group and holding out his hand for you to take. "But, my friend accidentally signed me up for another duet. Think you can help me out again?"

You slipped your hand into his and smirked. "Really? It looked like you signed yourself up this time."

He shook his head and pulled you closer to him. "Nah. Just a trick of the lighting, I think. It was definitely my friend."

Your laughter had him reaching his free hand gently around your waist, tucking it inside your denim jacket.

"That's a cute mustache," you told him, reaching up to touch his lip. "Did you grow it just for tonight?"

Bradley shook his head. "It's a permanent fixture."

"Oh, even better."

Bradley was thinking about it. He was going to do it. He was inching closer, ready to kiss you, when the DJ called his name again. "Rooster, you're up for an encore!"

The room erupted in more cheers as Bradley led you up to the stage, hand still at your waist. 

"Which song is it?" you asked over the applause, your lips next to his ear.

His smile grew as he promised, "You'll know it."

Then Don't You Want Me started playing, and you laughed as Bradley danced around on the stage, singing just to you until the chorus when you joined him. Your perfect, smiling lips were so close to his as you both sang "Don't you want me, baby! Don't you want me, ohhh!" together. 

And then he let you have the microphone for your part, and your voice sounded even better than the original song. He let his voice blend with yours again and again, but then too soon, the song was ending. He briefly wondered if he could get away with bribing the DJ for just one more song with you. 

He had the microphone in his hand, about to check if he had more cash in his wallet, when you wrapped your arms around his neck and kissed his lips. Right in the middle of the stage. Right in the middle of the applause and the neon lights and the DJ introducing Nat as the next singer.

Your lips tasted as sweet as you looked, and Bradley almost dropped the microphone trying to get his arms around you as well. You kissed his lips softly and then laughed before you let your lips skim over his mustache. 

"I had fun, Rooster," you whispered over all the commotion as you stepped off the stage with Bradley in tow. When Nat snatched the microphone out of his hand with a wink, you took his hand in both of yours. 

"Think they'll let us sing another song together?" he asked, watching the smile on your lips as you took your denim hair scrunchie off your own wrist and pushed it over his hand. He looked down at his left wrist, now adorned with it. "What's this for?" he asked with what he was sure was a dopey grin.

"Keep it, Rooster," you said, but suddenly your friends were there, slowly pulling you away from him. 

"Where are you going?" he asked, his heart lurching as he ran his fingers over your scrunchie and tried to follow you. But the crowd was closing in on him, everyone going wild for Nat singing Physical. "I don't even know your name!"

You called out to him as you blew a kiss, but he couldn't hear you. He shoved Javy out of the way, trying to get to you again. As the crowd thinned near the exit, Bradley ran outside after you. But you were gone. There was no sign of you or your friends. All that was left was your scrunchie, the songs stuck in his head, and the feel of your lips on his. 

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"I imagined her," Bradley said for the sixth time at work on Monday. "She was perfect, but she wasn't even real." He was stretched out on the couch in the aviators' lounge with your scrunchie in his hand and a pout on his face.

"She was real, Rooster," Nat told him with an eye roll. "We all saw her. We all saw her kiss you before she left. Maybe it was your choice of song? Maybe she didn't want you, baby?" she asked with a devilish smirk. 

Bradley launched the scrunchie at his friend's face, making her squeal. But then he was up off the couch immediately, running to collect his precious souvenir from the ground before anything happened to it. He balled it up in his hand and tucked it into the pocket of his flight suit. 

"It would be impossible to find her again. I don't even know her name," he mumbled, kicking his foot along the floor as he sighed. "She was just..." He was thinking about your voice as you sang and your pretty face and your vintage denim jacket. "Perfect."

Nat took a step closer and patted him on the chest. "There has to be some way... Oh!"

"What?" Bradley asked, meeting her bright eyes with his hopeful ones. 

"There would have to be other '80s karaoke nights around San Diego," she said quickly, pulling her phone out of her pocket. Bradley's heart filled with hope as she said, "We could go to them, and maybe she'll be there."

"Nat. You're a genius."

When Friday night rolled around, Bradley picked Nat up in her hot pink spandex, and they drove to a bar in Oceanside where a throwback night was in full swing. 

"See her anywhere?" Nat called over the loud music. 

Just then someone started singing Don't You Want Me. Bradley's heart leapt. But it was a guy with a terrible voice and a girl who wasn't you. 

"No," Bradley groaned, his heart full of frustration. "She's not here," he confirmed after walking through the entire bar. 

And the following night, Bradley and Nat went to a bar in Balboa Park, ready to search for you again. They walked into a room full of people dancing around and singing to a Bon Jovi cover band. 

After looking everywhere, taking his time to search the crowd, a dejected Bradley shook his head at Nat, and she followed him back outside to the Bronco. 

The following Friday was no better as they hit up a club downtown. After they had no luck there, Nat told him about another karaoke night in Pacific Beach. 

"This is it, Nat. This is the last one," Bradley told her, glancing at your scrunchie on the shifter as he drove. "If she's not here, then I need to stop looking."

"But, she could be-"

"Nat, come on. I've been like this for two weeks. I can't stop thinking about her, which is absolutely ridiculous. We sang two songs together, and then she bailed. I'm starting to think that even if I do find her, she's not going to remember who I am!"

She sighed in the passenger seat, and said, "I really hope she's here, just so I can see you proven wrong."

So Bradley searched the bar for you while he listened to so many bad singers in a row. He felt desperate now, knowing there wouldn't be another chance after this. And every time a denim jacket and a cute face caught his eye, he did a double take. But you weren't here either. The search was off now. 

"Let's go," he told Nat, swallowing hard as he headed outside. And then he tossed your scrunchie into the center console, started up the engine and left.

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"Come on," whined Nat, pulling on Bradley's arm. "I'll be fun!" Bradley was trying to head home after working late on Friday, but she wasn't going to let him.

"I don't feel like going to the Hard Deck tonight." He just wanted to go home, relax and pretend like he didn't still have your scrunchie in his pocket half the time. 

But she stomped her foot. "No. You've been pouting. Javy, Bob and Jake are already there. We're going."

Bradley groaned and agreed to follow her to the bar to have exactly one drink. But when he walked in and realized that it was set up for karaoke, he turned to try to sneak back out.

"There he is!" Nat called, rushing forward to grab his hand before he had a chance to leave. "You promised. One drink."

"Fine," he grunted, sitting at the bar with his back to everyone else who was rushing up to pick a song to sing. And when Penny handed him a beer, he drank half of it in one sip, trying to finish it as quickly as he could. 

When he was done, he reached into his pocket to get his wallet, pulling out your scrunchie at the same time. He shook his head, ready to toss it into the trash can behind the bar. But then he heard the opening chords of I've Had The Time Of My Life start playing. He'd been listening to the song nonstop for weeks, and when he spun to face the stage, he saw you. In your denim jacket. 

"Rooster!" You had the microphone held up to your lips, and you were calling out to him. 

"It's you!" he called back, trying to make his way through the crowd to get closer as his heart pounded.

"It's me," you told him with a bright smile. "Looks like I accidentally picked a duet as soon as I saw you. I need a partner. Are you available?"

He pushed his way through the crowd and jumped up onto the stage. "Yeah, I'm available." Then your hand was grabbing the front of his shirt, and his lips met yours. The crowd was screaming and cheering as you smiled against his mouth. 

"I thought I dreamed you up," he told you, resting his forehead against yours. "Like a fairytale Princess in a denim jacket. Please don't leave this time."

"I won't," you promised, kissing him hard before turning to the DJ and giving him a thumbs up. When the song restarted, Bradley took the microphone and sang to you. 

Now I've had the time of my life. No, I've never felt like this before. 

Yes, I swear it's the truth, and I owe it all to you.

And then he opened up his hand, showing you that he still had your scrunchie. You gently took it as you smiled up at him in surprise, and then you slid it onto his wrist before taking his hand. But after that song, Bradley didn't even bother trying to bribe the DJ for more, because he had you in his arms, your name on his lips, and your phone number saved for later. 

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[thinkingotherwise]

Hi! Thank you so much for the request with windbreaker x haruka Sakura's older sister reader thing. But this will be the last request of Haruka's older sister request I promise. Can you please do this same thing for Jo Togame & Choji Tomiyama please.

Sure, no worries, ask however much you want. It's quite fun to write. Togame and Tomiyama are good choices for continuation :P I love the height difference between them

Wind Breaker characters x Haruka Sakura's older sister part 3

part 1, part 2

this time, characters written for are: Haruka Sakura, Jo Togame, Choji Tomiyama (all platonic)

- Being close once again with your brother brought some happiness in your ever so calm and kind of gloomy life. - Although your words were still sarcastic and a little sharp, they were certainly warmer when directed at Haruka. You worried that he might not like it but then you noticed how Suou talked to him and your brother still respected him which convinced you that you don't have to necessarily change the way of talking. - The sibling bond was strengthened by the sparing sessions and training you shared. It felt really good to be part of his daily life once again, to have your younger brother back in your life. - You felt like you could do anything for him, which is why you found yourself by the corner shop near a tunnel, waiting for Haruka and some new people he wanted to introduce you to.

- The rumour about Haruka having an older sister somehow ended up reaching Shishitoren territory. - And when Tomiyama heard that you were the one who taught Haruka and that you used to fight a lot, he immediately decided he wanted to meet you. - He became so excited and impatient that he declared loudly to the taller boy that he was going to meet up with Haruka and you. - Togame sighed knowingly, if he didn't join then the Shishitoren leader could bring trouble. - And so both boys found themselves on the way to Furin High School to talk with the first year. - After causing some ruckus by being on the school grounds, they finally got to Haruka and Tomiyama excitedly told him what he wanted. - Your brother disagreed at first but the shorter boy pissed him off so much with his stubborn yapping he reluctantly agreed. - He sent you a text to meet up with him because he wanted to introduce you to some people.

- That's how you found yourself waiting for them. You were taken aback that your brother had even more friends. He really didn't seem like the type but it was a positive surprise. - Low and behold when you saw them and called to your younger brother, you were greeted by a shorter boy who quickly bounced to you. - He jumped around you, in his yellow jacket, asking many, many questions about your fighting, about Haruka, about what you were doing. - "Okay, shortie, call down a little and take a step back." - You commented moving towards Haruka who grinned at the dismay painting on your face. - In the corner of your eyes you notice the taller boy in the yellow jacket grab the shorter's collar just as he was about to jump you again. - Your brother introduces the two, saying that Choji was the one who wanted to meet you. - You furrowed your brows and leaned over to your brother to ask. - "You sure the short one is actually the leader?" - After basic introductions and confirming that yes Choji is the leader of Shishitoren despite his looks and behaviour, you hoped to go back to your life. - Your plans got destroyed immediately as Choji asked you to spar because somehow he got to know you taught Haruka when you were younger, and he wanted to test himself against you. - His pestering was backed up by Togame, who asked to humor him saying he would keep an eye on the shorter boy if he went too far.

- You agreed only because it seemed easier to just have it behind yourself and move on instead of listening to the boy on and on. - They lead you to an old cinema, which you got to know was the Shishitoren gathering place. - The headquarters had an empty stage inside which was used for fighting. - You and Tomiyama did spar for almost half an hour. It was a great shock to see the short boy becoming so deadly in under a few seconds. - His strong kicks were accompanied by a big smile whenever you countered and you would lie if you said it didn't disturb you. - When you deem the fight finished because, honestly you had life, even though you weren't the most social, Shishitoren leader whined loudly but bounced on his feet asking for another spar in the future. - You sighed tired and Togame came closer to you with your brother. The taller boy clapped for you saying that you were pretty good and Haruka's style was a little similar to yours. - Your brother smirked hearing that and he was happy, deep inside knowing you were still good.

- You were surprised that the next time you saw both Shishitoren boys was during the festival. - You tried to sneak away knowing how talkative the shorter boy was. You didn't succeed. - Noticing you Tomiyama quickly ran up to you and dragged you by the sleeve of your jacket to the booth that Togame was taking care of. - Then he started yapping and yapping and you tried to leave but he bounced around you keeping you close to the booth. - It seemed like the shorter boy couldn't leave you alone and your face twisted in irritation, much to the enjoyment of Togame. - The taller boy gave you a free drink to help with the annoyance you felt. - You thanked him and actually talked with him after sending Tomiyama to look around the festival. - Contrary to his leader, you got along with Togame and he was a great break from the too-extroverted boy. - You got a little deja vu from the two, as they somehow resembled the Bofurin leader and second in command. - Both leaders were too much for you with their too-happy and talkative personalities.

[arikanuweek]

more of them!

more under the cut! all of shishitoren !!

[ywpd-translations]

Ride 803: Kishigami Komari

Pag 1

2: Alright, I replaced the wheel

Number 42

3: Kyofushi's Kishigami!!

4: Huh? Ah, thank you

5: Don't be discouraged!! It's a shame you fell behind because of a flat tire, but don't give up, I'm sure you still have a chance!!

Pag 2

1: Yeah

I found something a little interesting

Pag 3

1: He's so fast

3: The guy we just saw with a flat tire... that purple jersey...

It was the strong Kyoto Fushimi

Kyofushi!?

4: Yeah, so that means that right now ahead of us Kyofushi only have five people, hyee

They're unlucky...

Kyofushi didn't participate neither in the sprint nor in the mountain stage....

5: So this year's Kyofushi...

Yeah!! Maybe they've gotten weaker!!

Pag 4

1: “Kishigami Komari fell behind alone because of a flat tire”

What this means is...

2: He's Midosuji's second in command

The “ace assist”

3: If someone with an important role gets a flat tires, in road racing

4: there's always at least another member who stops and waits for them

5: And then, to bring him back to the front, he'll be his windbreak and pull him

(Important player

Assist)

6: Kyofushi is a well-organized team... the fact that Komari “fell behind alone”, means...

It must mean “they have it”...!! They have it...

Pag 5

1: This year's Kyofushi must have one more ace assist!!

3: Mi!!

4: In other words... this year's Kyofushi... is even more powerful!!

5: But the Kyofushi guys are a little scary

You're right. I can't see guess what they're thinking

6: It's best to keep rumors to a minimum

Kishigami, the one who had a flat tire and fell behind

Pag 6

1: Has already caught up to us!!

Woooah

Huh!?

He's among us!?

Hyee

Pag 7

1: He got here so smoothly!!

2: Eh!? Huh!?

He's beside us!?

So fast!

3: Ahead of us!? From there!?

4: So I was right

7: It's the small-fry meat!!

Pag 8

2: Small!?

3: Small-fry!?

Meat?

4: He's talking about Sugimoto-san!!

Pag 9

1: You want to touch me!?

2: Like you did last year, before the start

3: to Imaizumi!!

7: Touch you? No way...

Pag 10

1: No way I'll ever touch such small-fry meat on purpose!!

Apaa!!

2: I understood it when I looked at you. Just your appearance is enough

It was the same last year, wasn't it? I barely glanced at you?

4: I'm only interested in touching

5: high-quality meat!!

Pag 11

2: Ah, well

Ah, I was wrong. Just now, it was all... a lie. Please forget it

I always stumble when I'm nervous

3: Last year, too, with Imaizumi-san, and with Kuroda-san and Izumida-san too

5: What's with this guy....

As expected, I really can't guess what the Kyofushi guys are thinking...

6: Sugimoto-san!!

Pag 12

1: There's no need to deal with this, with such a rude guy like this

Let's go ahead, only us

2: You're a second year, I saw it on the list!!

I'm a second year too!!

3: Lemme say it clearly, Sugimoto-san is a great guy!!

The people who look down on him, I won't...

4: Sugimoto-san

forgiv-

5: You... oi, I was talking!!

Kobayashi-san

Actually, I have-

Pag 13

1: a question for you

2: A... question...!!

This is just right

I was told to ask

3: if I had the chance

4: Midosuji-san told me so

5: Midosuji....

Pag 14

1: To me....!!

2: Oi, I'm talking to you!!

You sure are cheerful

Sugimoto-san is amazing!!

3: So, shall we prove it with a race?

You and me, here

4: You, with the eyes like a fallen acorn

5: Acor....

Pag 15

1: Let's do it!!

Please do it, Kobayashi-san!!

Please stop, Kobayashi

Lemme do it, please!!

2: A race until that traffic mirror we can see over there!!

3: Oooooo

Stop, Kobayashi

4: We're going'

5: Really?

7: I'll show you what I can do!!

Stop, Kobayashi!!

Pag 17

2: Huh!?

3: A hand!?

Pag 18

1: Huh!?

2: Hu- waaaaaa

Pag 19

3: Just now, something like a giant hands... was crushing!? Me.....?

5: I didn't stop him, did I?

Pag 20

1: Just now I saw a giant hand....?

You too!?

Was it.... his pressure...? It was huge!!

2: I lost the race... just when I started running...!!

3: What an amazing pressure.... I can still feel the after-effect...

4: He's even stronger than last year!! This is this year's Kyofushi!!

5: Now

Again, can I ask you?

6: Earlier, I fell behind because of a flat tire

If

Pag 21

1: the person who had gotten a flat tire on that difficult downhill had been Sohoku's Onoda Sakamichi

2: Would you have helped him?

[mrpenguinpants]

Hypothetical question but are we still into windbreaker (nii satoru)? Y'all cool if I put my hyper fixation on center stage?

[mayoiayasep]

theres no female characters who fight in windbreaker so my first order of business is to start putting sakura haruka on estrogen-*i am dragged forcibly from the stage*

[bullet-prooflove]

5000 Follower Celebration: Field of Daisies - Mitch Ripley x Reader

Tagging: @kmc1989 @spaghettificationandpretzels @mini-bee-bee @mandy426 @jareaulamontagnes

Companion piece to:

Seperation!Series:

Marley 2.0 - Mitch doesn't realise your hiding a secret from him.

Not Your Problem - Mitch feels you pulling away from him.

Pill Popping - Mitch confronts LJ about what happened in St Clair.

Not Enough - Mitch realises he won't ever be enough for you after you reveal what happened in St Clair.

Therapy Sessions - Mitch talks through his issues with his counsellor.

Hollow - Mitch returns home to an empty house.

Swings - Mitch steps up when you recieve some life changing news.

Don't Hold Back - You struggle after spending the night with Mitch.

It’s two days later that Mitch turns up on your parent’s doorstep. You answer the door half asleep because you got off shift twelve hours ago and there’s a deep set exhaustion inside of you that has nothing to do with physicality and everything to do with the mess inside your head.

“Put on some sneakers.” He says, tucking his hands into the light blue windbreaker you’re wearing. “We’re going running.”

“You gave up the right to tell me what to do when you served me with separation paperwork.” You remind him, your temple coming to rest on the door and his jaw tenses as he looks down the street for a second.

“I deserved that.” He says before he tilts his head towards you. “But I’ve been where you are right now Marley and it’s a really dark fucking place. Trust me this helps.”

He doesn’t flinch when he meets your gaze and you sigh before you retreat into the house and step into your running shoes before snatching up your jacket, headphones and phone.

“Fine but I’m listening to my Yellowstone playlist.” You tell him as you place the earbuds in your ears.

“Sure.” He says as he takes out his own matching set.

It takes the two of you a second to sync your phones to the Bluetooth before Mitch takes off, leaving you to follow his lead. It’s a new route, one you don’t recognise until you end up running along the lake with Mitch by your side. He’s slowed his step to keep pace with you, his skin is flushed from the exertion and the cold as he draws to a halt underneath the railway bridge.

“I wanted to show you this.” He says as he gestures at the graffiti art sprayed onto the wall.

It’s a Brenda Barnum piece, a mural of white daisies painted onto the concrete amidst yellow and green hues and it makes something inside of you light up the way it always does when you see something of hers.

You’d always been a weird kid, perfect on the surface but with an oddness underneath. You didn’t like the same things as other kids, you liked quirky things, vivid colours and shit that challenged your thinking. There was always a battle to conform and you had because it made life easy but you never really felt like you fit. You’d lived with that feeling for years, thinking there was something wrong with you until you saw one of Brenda Barnum’s paintings and in that moment you realised that you didn’t have to hide yourself, you could be exactly who you wanted to be.

You’d told this to Mitch when you’d taken him to an exhibition in the early stages of the relationship, you’d explained how each painting made you feel like you’d been seen, like someone had taken the thoughts out of your head and committed them to canvas.

When he’d finished renovating the house, he’d put a framed museum print of ‘Purple Firecracker’ on the wall above your bed because he knew how much you loved the piece.

“I know you feel displaced right now.” He tells you as he leans back against the concrete pillar. “That you don’t know which way is up but I thought this could be your anchor point, a reminder of who you are underneath the rest of the shit that’s going on in your head.”

Your chest grows tight as you stare at the colours, the vividness, the complexity and in that moment everything just quietens.

“Thank you.” You say finally because you’ve been on the edge ever since you got your diagnosis and this is the first time you’ve actually allowed yourself to take a breath, to step back from the abyss that threatens to swallow you up.

“I mean it.” You say as you tilt your head towards him and his cheeks start to colour. “Thank you Mitch, for bringing me here, for reminding me I’m stronger than this.”

“You’re the toughest person I know Marley.” He tells you as he pushes off the pillar. “You just needed to find yourself again.”

“Yea.” You say, your gaze straying back to the artwork in front of you. “Yea I did.”

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