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"When hinges creak in doorless chambers, and strange and frightening sounds echo through the halls. Whenever candlelights flicker where the air is deathly still — that is the time when ghosts are present, practicing their terror with ghoulish delight!"

"Welcome, foolish mortals, to the Ramshackle dorm~"

Decided to do some chibi sprites in my version of the ramshackle dorm uniform

May or may not be starting a chibi sprite raffle tomorrow

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some messy sketches of ryuu and yuuto from be blues!

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Here’s a thread of WHY you should read (not wacth, the anime is hideous to look at) Eyeshield 21 if you love inazuma!

-a great story about personal growth

-beautiful friendship and mutual trust between teammates born from playing and loving the same sport

-lots of emotional scene

-it’s the perfect balance between a realistic spokon and a magic one (such as Inazuma) therefore there are some “hissatsu” and they ROCK

-all the matches are so awesome and dynamic even on paper and they’ll make your heart race!

-FILLED WITH AMAZING CHARACTERS!!

There’s the ray of sunshine who started it all because he wanted to play his fave sport with lots of friends (like a certain someone we know)

The Super Player, the one everyone looks up to, the one with sheer power who’s lowkey a dork underneath the seriousness

The one with a bit of a hot temper that doesn’t want to be seen as a loser any longer, the golden hearted paladin

The pretty boy who saw himself as weak and went through a long journey to discover himself and his will to be strong on his own

The delinquent who’s not that strong but still wants to fight, sacrifices himself for the sake of others and is a kind soul (also what’s with the same eyeliner)

The super talented and younger, humble kid (Toramaru is in elementary school while the others in middle school and in eyeshield he’s in middle school while the others in high school)

There’s the hidden ace, the joker, the one scheming behind the scene, the one who’s actually really human but wants to hide it (add pointy ears, unnatural hair, sarcasm and pure genius and the fact that they’re born the 7th and 8th of February and they’re brothers no kidding)

The Once In A Century Genius Tactician Who Only Cares For His Family And Is Kind Of An Ass (even if Agon resembles more manga!kidou than anime!kidou but the core is the same: a genius player with dreads and glasses)

Please read it for Nene, it deserves a reboot of the anime!

You can read it here: Eyeshield21

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Ties We Bind (& Break), Chapter 12

Where Did You Get That Violin?

Ties We Bind (& Break) (32623 words)

Chapter 12 (on Ao3): here (1749 words)  

Chapters: 12/?

Fandom: Subarashiki Kono Sekai | The World Ends With You (Video Games)

Rating: T

Characters: Joshua Kiryu, Neku Sakuraba, Eri, Shiki Misaki, Beat Bito, Rhyme Bito, Sanae Hanekoma, Koki Kariya

Ships (romantic): JoshNeku, EriShiki

Ships (platonic): Hachiko gang (queerplatonic). Hanekoma Sanae & Joshua, Kariya Koki & Joshua.

Other: Found Family, Queerplatonic Relationships, Hurt/Comfort, Depression, Secret Identity, Kiryu "Joshua" Yoshiya is Sakuraba Neku's Dead Best Friend, Trans and autistic characters, Chatting & Messaging, Polyamory

Fic Summary:

One year  after the Long Game, a tall boy named Yuuto Kimura, who has messy black  hair, glasses, and bright green eyes, stumbles into Neku’s life, and he  can’t help but let him get close, letting him join the circle of  friends.

One year after the Long Game, Joshua aches to hang out  with Neku again, but the restrictions he’s gained for his transgressions  are very clear: Yoshiya Kiryu, Composer of Shibuya, is not to interact  with Neku Sakuraba.

(But every rule has a loophole.)

Chapter 12:

Music is played. Secrets are revealed.

(photo info link)

Joshua stands before him, as the last of the black leeches from his glowing white hair.

He’s still smiling, as he plays Neku’s own Music back at him, swaying in time to it. Smiling, as he meets Neku’s eyes. Smiling, as the hazy glow coalesces in an ephemeral image of feathery wings that fill the cafe. Smiling, as if the glass impressions of his Soul aren’t hanging in the room.

Smiling, as if he isn’t standing in front of the one he shot, and betrayed, and shot again.

Neku falls.

ao3: Ch 1 | Ch 12

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[Update]ドラマチックライブステージ『アイドルマスター SideM』(dramatic live stage idolm@ster sidem)

the show will be running from June 16th, 2022 to June 26th, 2022 (Tokyo) @ 天王洲 銀河劇場 (The Galaxy Theatre)

Cast:

DRAMATIC STARS

Katou Ryousuke as Tendou Teru (天道輝)

Shibuki Ryou as Sakuraba Kaoru (桜庭薫)

Miyata Tappei as Kashiwagi Tsubasa (柏木翼)

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Tsuchiya Kakeru as Iseya Shiki (伊瀬谷四季)

Sakurai Keito as Akiyama Hayato (秋山隼人)

Takahashi Yuuri as Wakazato Haruna (若里春名)

Oomi Takuto as Fuyumi Jun (冬美旬)

Shitara Ginga as Sakaki Natsuki (榊夏来)

C.FIRST

Kitagawa Naoya as Amamine Shuu (天峰秀)

Nakajima Yuuto as Hanazono Momohito (花園百々人)

Hiraga Yuusei as Mayumi Eishin (眉見鋭心)

315 Production Staff

Miyoshi Daiki as Yamamura Ken (山村賢)

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Sakuraba-san wa Tomaranai! [NEW PROJECT]

By: Senri Miko Description: After 16 years of not having a boyfriend, Ikeda Mei is ready for love! When she trips and scrapes her knee one day, a handsome boy sweeps her off her feet and confesses to her. Excited, Mei immediately agrees to date him, but could there be something suspicious about this Sakuraba Yuuto? Could he be.... a huge pervert?

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Another new project :> we won’t be picking up anything for a while unless we’re done with the others ^^ this is also from the same mangaka as Sano-kun wa Ijiwaru. Another group already released chapter 1 on mangadex but it hasn’t been updated in a while so I hope it’s all right that we continued working on this manga.

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We’re looking for JP/CH Translator, Cleaners, and Redrawers, for fast releases! You can send us an email at kogarashiscans@gmail.com if you want to help us!

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Y'ALL- 🤣

Guess I'll make more Yuuto art for y'all Yuuto simps

YO YUUTO KINDA

YEP- @/thetwstwildcard GAVE US A BLESSING YALL-

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Progress!!

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Ties We Bind (& Break): Chapter 8

Ties We Bind (& Break) ( 26908 words) Chapter 8 (on Ao3): here (6704 words) Fandom: Subarashiki Kono Sekai | The World Ends With You Rating: T Warnings: Small mentions of suicide, dysphoria, and ableism Characters: Joshua Kiryu, Neku Sakuraba, Eri, Shiki Misaki, Beat Bito, Rhyme Bito, Sanae Hanekoma, Koki Kariya Ships (romantic): JoshNeku, EriShiki Ships (platonic): All the kids in one big QPP, Dad-nekoma, Weird Uncle Kariya Additional Tags: Found Family, Queerplatonic Relationships, qpp polypile, autistic characters, headcanons galore, Joshua is Neku’s Dead Best Friend, Hurt/Comfort, Depression, Secret Identity, chatfic elements but not the main focus

Fic Summary:

One year after the Long Game, a tall boy named Yuuto Kimura, who has messy black hair, glasses, and bright green eyes, stumbles into Neku’s life, and he can’t help but let him get close, letting him join the circle of friends.

One year after the Long Game, Joshua aches to hang out with Neku again, but the restrictions he’s gained for his transgressions are very clear: Yoshiya Kiryu, Composer of Shibuya, is not to interact with Neku Sakuraba.

(But every rule has a loophole.)

Chapter 7:

There’s a boy that sits by you during lunch.

Neither of you speak. You don’t acknowledge him, he says nothing to you. Silence hangs in the air as the other kids laugh and chatter away, while the two of you fill space at the edges of the room.

He doesn’t talk to you, and you don’t talk to him.

Until one day, you do.

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Ties We Bind (& Break), Chapter 5

Author: composeregg Rating: T Word Count: 15435, Chapter total: 4170 Pairings/Characters: Joshua/Neku, Shiki/Eri, Joshua & Neku & Shiki & Beat & Rhyme & Eri in a queerplatonic poly-pile relationship. Hanekoma, Kariya. Warnings: Includes depression heavily, and mentions of suicide. Summary: One year after the Long Game, a tall boy named Yuuto Kimura, who has messy black hair, glasses, and bright green eyes, stumbles into Neku’s life, and he can’t help but let him get close, letting him join the circle of friends.

One year after the Long Game, Joshua aches to hang out with Neku again, but the restrictions he’s gained for his transgressions are very clear: Yoshiya Kiryu, Composer of Shibuya, is not to interact with Neku Sakuraba.

(But every rule has a loophole.)

Author’s Note: Each chapter is also being added to ao3! Here! (Small delay per chapter).

Featuring autistic/neurodivergent characters, the “Joshua is Neku’s Dead Best Friend” theory, and lots of headcanons abound.

“Where is he?”

Yuuto looks over at Neku from his place sprawled on Neku’s bedroom floor. The declaration makes him raise an eyebrow, and Beat, Shiki, and Rhyme sigh.

Neku is sitting on his bed, flopped over Beat’s lap with a sketchbook in front of him. Rhyme is leaning against its base, and Shiki has staked a claim on the desk chair. Yuuto himself has his back against the wall, laying on his side so he can look at the others. With Neku talking, he sets down his phone.

“Where is who?” he asks.

A sigh escapes him as Neku looks back. “My second week Partner.” Oh. “His name is Joshua, and I haven’t seen him since the last day of my Game.”

“You don’t talk about him much, Neku,” says Shiki, eyebrows scrunched as she looks up from her current sewing project.

“Yeah,” he mutters. “It’s complicated, guys.”

More than you know.

“He did somthin’ to ya, we know that, but you’ve never said what,” Beat chimes in, and oh, they’re prompting Neku. Trying to get the full story out of him.

Neku wavers, fingers tapping at the paper in front of him as indecision flickers across his face. He needs to tell them. Neku can’t keep this bottled up forever, nor can he wait for Josh to emerge.

All it takes is one Imprint. He doesn’t even notice the subtle sway wriggling its way into his head, urging him on, strengthening his impulse to spill the secret.

Tell them. What’s the worst that could happen? They deserve to know, and if Joshua protests, well, you were never told not to tell them.

“Joshua is the Composer, and he shot me. Twice.” The words spill past his lips, tumbling off his tongue, before he slaps a hand over his mouth, eyes widening.

Rhyme gives Yuuto a Look, making sure no one else notices. He shrugs back, sending a thought over to them: He needs to get it out, he’s bottled all this up. There’s nothing against the rules… Explicitly.

“What the fuck?” Shiki is staring at Neku, and Beat is too.

“It’s complicated–”

“Okay but what the actual fuck? He shot you!?” She stands, huffing and pacing the room, running fingers through her hair. “You still want him to show up after he did that to you?”

“Shiki please–”

“I’m wit’ her man, why would you want that?” Beat says, fist clenched.

It should concern Yuuto more, honestly. Rhyme is still glaring at him. Yet, all he can do is frown, and tap a finger to his chin. “I’m sure Neku has his reasons, why don’t we let him speak them?”

Neku shoots him a grateful look as the others quiet down, and Shiki flops back into the chair, keeping her mouth shut but her eyes on Neku, ready to judge if the explanation is satisfactory.

“Joshua is… Complicated.” Neku sighs, sitting up and leaning against the wall, instead of lying on Beat’s lap. It’s no doubt easy to pull away, pull into himself.

“I think he’s a lot like me. Or, before and during the Game he was similar to how I was when you all first met me. Only worse. Depression and loneliness gave him a misanthropic view of the world, and I could feel it.” He runs a hand through his hair. Gelled spikes don’t agree with the treatment, so he switches to twisting the end of one between his fingers.

“I related to him, we had the same sort of humor and outlook, except seeing his helped me re-evaluate my own. It hurt, when I thought he shot me, even though he was an annoying git. It hurt even more, when I thought he got himself Erased to save me, and I thought he hadn’t killed me for that last week.”

Yuuto keeps his expression neutral, a blank sheet of paper. The sacrifice might’ve been over-the-top, it might’ve been what kept Neku from shooting him. Neku knew what it was like to lose him, and he didn’t want to cause himself that pain. Again.

“I dunno…” Neku continues, “I don’t forgive him, but he was my Partner, and you all know what that’s like. He chose me as a Proxy, playing some fucked-up game with the Conductor. At the end…”

“You don’t talk about what happened in that final room,” Rhyme says, moving away from the bed so they can look up at Neku.

“The Conductor got Erased, and he challenged me to a duel. Whoever won got to choose what to do with Shibuya, he wanted to Erase the UG. Even with that motive, even knowing everything he did, I couldn’t pull the trigger. And he shot me. Again.”

A slight tremor runs through Neku’s body. His Music is a cacophony of noise, but Joshua keeps the Noise at bay, even when he looks like Yuuto. There are no tears, but grief wells within Neku.

“If he won, why is Shibuya still standing? Why did any of us get brought back?” Shiki asks.

“Erasing the UG wouldn’t destroy Shibuya,” says Yuuto. “Just the UnderGround, and a shiny new one would grow back. Erasing the UG, however, would Erase the Composer. If the Composer is Erased with no one there to take his spot, no Conductor or person who beat them, then the UG collapses.”

Neku freezes, the guitar strings of his Music snapping as he whips his head toward Yuuto. For a second, he thinks Neku’s caught on, he’s been caught, but… “Oh my god. Did he want to die?”

“I can’t answer that. You did say he seemed depressed, though.” Yuuto doesn’t look up, grabbing a safety pin off his clothes to pick at his nails with.

Of course Neku hadn’t caught him. He shouldn’t even want that. And yet, the idea of Neku piecing together the puzzle fills him with a soft fuzz, warm because it’d mean Neku knew him well enough to see through his disguise.

Maybe if he had all his memories…

But that’s an impossibility.

“Still… I trust him, he and I were Partners. We had a bond.” Neku waves a hand in the air. “The least he could do is meet up with me, because I want an explanation, he owes me one. But no! It’s been two years, and he’s nowhere to be found!”

Silence falls, until: “Maybe he can’t?” Rhyme asks.

Neku’s head snaps to look at them, eyebrows furrowed. “What?”

“Maybe… What if there’s rules you don’t know about, and he’s not allowed to see you?” they explain.

Joshua would hug them, if he could, but alas, it would be weird if he did that now, as Yuuto. He’ll send them a thank-you text tonight.

“If there’s a rule against visiting me but not one against shooting me then the rules are messed up. And if there is one, then he’s a hypocrite.”

Yuuto snorts, rolling his eyes. “Fair enough.”

“He still deserves to get punched in the fucking face,” Shiki says. “If I see him, I’ll chuck something at him for you.”

Neku laughs, and oh, no matter how much he gets to hear that nowadays, it still sends a buzz of energy through his stomach. Like being zapped by a lightning bolt psych.

“Well, if you get the chance, go right ahead, but make sure to tell him to stop being a coward, too.”

White light cascades from the rooftop of 104, obscured by the sun. He sits, legs dangling over the edge.

Rhyme climbs the stairs, and pops the door open.

Joshua doesn’t move. His edges are blurred, ink smeared and blended, and they can’t tell where he ends and Shibuya begins. Not RG, maybe not even UG, a frequency buzzing in the back of their head that sends static stabs through their skull.

They shove it to the side, and plop down by him. “So, sitting on the roof, huh? Wistfully staring out at the city?”

He snorts. “You know how it is: doubting life, and death, choices, being the emo seventeen-year-old you never got to be in life. Having a vague existential and moral crisis.”

“Is this… About what Neku said yesterday?”

“He’s right,” Joshua says, light surrounding him starting to dim. The harsh glow fades, and Rhyme can feel him slide down the vibes, into the RG. “I am a hypocrite. He deserves better.”

They headbutt him, leaning against his side. For all that Josh proclaims to be cold and dead, the warmth emanating from him is full of life. Maybe it’s fake, meant to comfort, or habit so he doesn’t alarm any of the group with clammy skin claimed by the grave, but they think it helps his mental state, too.

“He doesn’t want better though, he wants you. Tell me your side of the story.”

He sighs and flops onto his back, staring up at the sky. “He was meant to be my replacement. I wanted to be gone. I’d messed up bad, and he was so much like me, in so much pain, that I thought the Game could make him better, and he could free me from my misery.”

Looking down, the distance to the ground is far, the people below flowing like rivers, intermingling and dispersing. Individuals are lost to the crowd. “There’s more, isn’t there? You fixated on Neku for this, instead of anyone else.”

“Neku deserves to be the first to learn about that reason. Sorry, but it wouldn’t be fair.”

They nod, and swing their feet.

“You shouldn’t be so close to the edge, you know,” he says, and they laugh.

Pulling their legs up, they flop around so their head dangles instead, hair blowing in the wind. “If I fall, you will most certainly catch me.”

A rustle is the only sign they get that he moves, until he sits right on their feet. “And now you won’t fall at all. Beat would skin me if he knew I let you do this.”

“Nah, Neku and I wouldn’t let him.”

“So,” says Shiki, “you like him, don’t you?”

It would be useless to flail his limbs, sputter and deny her words, so instead, Yuuto sighs and nods. “What gave me away?”

She laughs, rolling her eyes. “You’re pining, it’s obvious to anyone with eyes. You sprawl yourself over him whenever he gives you permission, like a cat seeking affection. You’re always staring at him when he isn’t looking!”

A cat seeking affection, he snorts. “I’m just a big, cuddly snow leopard. I’m touchy-feely with all of you, how is it different with him?”

“Even on your bad days, you lean against him. You don’t let anyone else touch you, but he’s always allowed,” she says.

“I guess,” he shrugs, tapping his pencil against the paper in front of him.

Since becoming friends with everyone, his apartment had become lived in. Trinkets and gifts from the past year fill the space. Shiki has given him some plushies, and pillows with pretty designs rest on the couch where she sits. Eri’s gifts are clothes picked from the rack, if it’s not a joint-gift from her and Shiki in the form of clothes they’ve made.

Beat has taken to cooking, and Yuuto keeps his kitchen stocked. In return, he gets good food and a skateboard resting in the entryway closet. Rhyme gives stim toys, from the reversible-sequin snap bracelet to the rainbow tangle.

As for Neku… Art hangs on the once-barren walls. A landscape of Shibuya in watercolor hangs behind the couch, and a portrait of the entire gang is framed and placed near the entrance.

Papers and pencils are scattered everywhere. Neku keeps a case of art supplies here. Everyone has small projects that have taken up residency, and Shiki is working on one of them now. Stitching a snow leopard into existence.

“The thing you’re working on, it’s for Neku, isn’t it?” Shiki asks, breaking the silence.

He nods. “I’m composing. I’ve got most of it down, in fact it’s pretty much finished, but I’m worried… Will he like it?”

She looks over at him, a quick glance before her eyes dart away again. “What? Are you gonna serenade him or something?”

“Yes, actually, I am,” he says, tossing the paper to the side and himself to the floor. It’s pointless to sit on the chair when it impedes his creative flow. “But it’s so impossible to know if he’ll appreciate it. If he’ll understand my reasoning. I don’t even know if I want him to know yet!” he moans, rolling onto his side.

“Then play for me,” she says, like it’s the most simple conclusion in the world. “I can tell you if he’ll like it, at least.”

Yuuto perks up. “You’d be cool with that?” When she nods, he jumps, dashing to his room to retrieve the violin.

She doesn’t see it appear from thin air in his hands, doesn’t see his form flicker ever so slightly. He comes back looking like Yuuto as always.

“Serenade me, music boy.” She stabs the animal in her hand with the needle again, something to fiddle with so she can enjoy the music more, no doubt.

A laugh. He sets up the stand for his music, and positions the violin. “Now, ideally, this is somewhere like, WildKat, and I’m wearing one of your super fancy suits, but we can discuss that later.”

Yuuto raises the bow, and lets the magic happen.

Fast-paced, running through Shibuya streets with the beat, weaving through crowds and ducking into back alleys. It starts soft, then crescendos. He closes his eyes, letting the high notes weave together with the low.

The pulse matches time with the heartbeat of the city, spray paint graffiti hits the wall. The echo of a drum plays through his tune, noticed by its absence. A solo player is not a quartet, is not a band, and he does not have techno parts to add for a violin solo, but he lets the music do the talking.

Imagination weaves through the notes, calling forth the memory of other instruments, adding the illusion of more than there is.

Yuuto steps in time, sways, pacing a fluid circle to match his song. Not his song. Neku’s song, Neku’s Music. Music warped and persuaded into playing on a single violin, playing over the strings to describe him.

Magic is kept to a minimum, he doesn’t call forth the actual sounds, or implant them as more than elusive notes, but it’s impossible to give off the feel he wants without it. Impossible to transcribe the flashes of orange and piercing blue, the splash of color he brings everywhere, the conflicting notes and discord of life.

Joshua does his best, but there’s only so much he can do without dropping his disguise.

The final note draws out as the song comes to a close. The real one plays on elsewhere in the city, but he cannot play his violin all day.

Opening his eyes, he looks to Shiki, finding her staring on with awestruck wide eyes, and a jaw dropped far enough to catch flies. The snow leopard in her lap left abandoned.

He bows with a flourish, before setting his instrument down.

“So, think he’ll like it?” Yuuto asks with a grin that wavers like the final note.

“If he doesn’t fall head-over-heels for you after hearing that, you’re shit outta luck my dude.”

She stays unnoticed, trailing behind Yuuto after the weekly meetup. Shiki doesn’t want to suspect a friend, but he’s suspicious, plain and simple.

Yuuto doesn’t make it to every meeting, which she can understand, but it’s a regular occurrence every few weeks. He’s had lunch with a Reaper, chatting like old friends. He knows too much about the Game, more than any of the Players should know, more than Neku ever learned.

WildKat is the destination, and she hangs back to watch through the windows as Yuuto enters. Standing in the shadow of a nearby building, staying out of sight, she expects to find some shady business going down.

Shiki doesn’t expect him to have a fucking magical girl transformation.

Bathed in a glow of light, his features blur, glaring against the window. As it fades, black hair grows and turns white, his body shrinks, and the glasses he wears are removed. His skin goes pale, and–

She’s seen him before.

She doesn’t need to see the violet eyes or the smirk to know that frame. He’s talking to Mr. Hanekoma, facing away, but the picture rings clear in her brain.

Neku has filled pages upon pages of his sketchbook with that person. She’s seen him in the ink staining paper while he vents far too often.

The bell chimes above her head, and she’s faced with Yuuto again. The last vestiges of creamy light fading from view, dismissed as aftereffects of being in the sun if she didn’t know any better.

“Hey, Shiki, what are you doing here–”

The steel in her eyes leaves no room for him to finish that sentence as she marches over to him, her voice a snake’s hiss. “You have ten seconds to explain to me what the fuck I just saw, starting now.”

He slides off the stool, taking a step back from her pointed finger. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” He laughs, rubbing his neck.

“Try again. You changed. I saw that. I saw who. Six seconds.”

Yuuto scrambles, holding his hands in the air as he retreats, back to the window. “Okay, okay. It’s. Shit, it’s complicated. Give me a moment.”

She holds up five fingers. In the silence, she ticks it down to four.

“I can’t, okay? I can’t. There’s… A lot. Where do I start?”

“Start with why the fuck you’re hiding your identity from all of us!” He’s down to three fingers now, and as Mr. Hanekoma slips out of the room, she takes note of the steaming cup of coffee on the counter.

“Well,” two fingers. “I wasn’t hiding it from all of you. Rhyme figured it out in a month.” He takes another step back. “I just… I can’t tell Neku who I am, okay?”

“So you’re a liar, then?” One.

“No! Well, yes. It’s complicated, give me some time to–”

Gravel escapes her throat as she huffs, grabbing the cup and throwing it.

The scalding coffee never reaches its target, suspended in midair, lid popped off as some splashes over the edge.

Yuuto’s eyes glow violet.

The glow washes over the rest of his body, and vanishes when he blinks.

Joshua stands in front of her. Coffee hangs between them. His hand is still outstretched.

“Give me one good reason why I shouldn’t walk over there and punch you. Or take a picture and tell Neku.” Her voice is flat, buried deep in the anger boiling in her stomach.

“You can’t tell Neku. If he knows, Yuuto will have to leave without a goodbye,” Joshua says, waving his hand so the coffee settles on the table. “I’d hate to do that to him, but you’d give me no choice.”

“You coward,” she spits, acid burning her tongue. “You’d do that to him? What, can’t face the truth? Can’t face his judgement of you?”

It burns. Fire burns in her, eating away at her stomach as the fumes leave her mouth. She’s biting back the flame, for now.

“It’s beyond my control! Give me a chance to explain, please!” His voice cracks, wavers like a pane of glass balanced on its edge.

“Explain what? How you’re lying to us? How you’re trying to manipulate me, so I don’t tattle? How do you explain shooting someone in the face? How do you fucking explain what you’ve done to Neku? What you’re doing,” she flings her arms wide, “to him!”

Reality splinters.

Time tips on its axis. Cracks run through her body, she vibrates a pitch just out of reach, on a different frequency. Static leaks into the air, humid and heavy. She’s frozen, an ancient crumbling statue ready to collapse, unable to hold back the torrent of power coursing through her.

It wants to escape. She gives it a channel.

Mr. Mew launches himself from her purse at Joshua, who scrambles back, collapsing on a chair as he tries to get away from the stuffed cat. Curses fly from his mouth as the echo of light flies from his fingertips, trying to bat the cat away.

All it takes is one hit and Mr. Mew stills, dropping to the floor like his strings were cut. Shiki stares.

She’d done that. She had made Mr. Mew move in the RG. She’d used a Psych.

Joshua is staring at her, she’s staring at the plushie. Her anger stewing in her stomach is stirred by confusion, cooling for a second to digest this.

Joshua stands, inching closer, but not too close. “You’ve still got your power, but don’t worry. You’re firmly RG right now, WildKat is on a thinner part of the boundary between the planes, and nobody in this group of friends has been left untouched by the UG.” Hesitance is scrawled on his face, and his hands bounce, fingers tapping at his leg.

While it helps her to know she hasn’t flipped to the UG, this draws her attention back to him, and she pierces him with an icy glare. “Don’t test your luck by trying to change the subject. Tell me what you’re trying to accomplish. Or I’ll try doing that again.”

“I want to be friends, is that too much to imagine?” he asks.

“After everything you’ve done? Yes! You’re playing at some kind of game here, and I don’t trust it. I don’t trust you.” She steps forward and picks up Mr. Mew, so he doesn’t go flying off again. She’s ready for some retort, some proof, or a laugh.

She doesn’t expect him to go blank. To shut down. He closes his eyes, and they stay closed for a few seconds. Arms go slack, mouth drops into neutrality.

When he opens his eyes, she takes a step back, because they’re dead.

Yuuto is known for his energy, his laugh, the glint of mischief in his eyes. He doesn’t sit still, he can’t. It only happens when he hits a slump.

Joshua very much resembles that rare Yuuto, cold and tired. Dull violet eyes meet hers for one second, before he glances away. HIs voice has slipped into a monotone as he says, “If that is what you believe, then there is no point in me saying anything right now. If you choose to listen to one thing I have said, let it be the fact that if you tell him, he will lose a friend.”

She must blink, because one second he’s there, and the next he’s gone.

Shiki: ^Rhyme listen trust me.^

^I need you to kick Yuuto from the group.^

^He’s trash we don’t need him around but you’re the one with admin powers in the game chat.^

Rhyme: ^Oh did you find out too?^

Shiki: ^Wait what?^

^You actually know?^

Rhyme: ^Of course. If he told you I do, then yeah, I do.^

Shiki: ^And you’re just???? Letting him stick around? You haven’t said anything!?^

Rhyme: ^I’ve always been able to tell.^

^I still have residual instincts from when I was a Noise.^

^I sensed something off about Neku’s second week Partner when I was Noise, and I remembered that. It felt the same around the Composer. And Yuuto. I put it together and he told me what was up.^

^He can’t mention the whys directly, so he dances around the subject until you figure it out. Hints and clues because I don’t think he’s allowed to say it or anything.^

Shiki: ^He’s been lying to us for a year now! And you heard from Neku what he did!^

Rhyme: ^I’ve gotten to watch him as both Yuuto and Joshua for a year now, though.^

^He’s the same person, always. A different face, a different name, but he’s got the same personality. Just, as Josh, he’s more open and honest.^

^I trust him. He’s helped me work through some of the residual Noise stuff, and he wishes he could tell Neku, tell everyone.^

Shiki: ^Then why DOESN’T he? Why not tell us all? He could’ve told me and Beat way earlier!^

Rhyme: ^The more people who know, the more likely someone will slip up and reveal it to Neku.^

^And besides, he plans on telling everyone after he tells Neku. Once he’s allowed, he will. I’ve seen how it’s eating at him, he wants to, but he can’t right now.^

^So no, I won’t remove him from the group. I don’t think he has many people he can befriend, and we’re some of the few he does. I’m not going to take that away from him. Besides, we’d have to explain it to the others, somehow, and I don’t want to reveal the truth and force him away.^

[thetwstwildcard]

Ahhhh them 😭🥺😭🥺🧡 they're so cute!!!

☕ For anyone you want? :0

you know I gotta do it for the Yuuto x Yuuko

anyways tagging u @thetwstwildcard so you can see this

☕️ -for someone of your choice to take care of my love potion-ed oc

(Yuuko & Yuuto)

“Hehe,you have really pretty eyes,Yuu-kun..”

Yuuko sat on the couch,waiting for Yuuto to come back with a cup of tea for her. “You can’t even see my eyes,Yuuko.” Yuuto said with a yawn as he came over to the couch.

“Here,your tea.Drink up,it might calm down that potion thing those Piraticus kids dropped on you..”

Yuuko took a sip of her tea before setting it down.

“You know,everything about you is pretty,Yuu-kun~”

She scooched herself a bit closer to Yuuto.

“Geez,that thing’s having serious side effects on you,Bunny.You’re saying weird stuff.”

Yuuko pouted.

”Hmph! I’m saying the truth!“

Her expression saddened as she spoke again. “You don’t like me the way that I like you,don’t you?”

Yuuto yawned again,and sighed.

”L-Look,it’s not that I don’t like you back,it’s,uhm…It’s because of that stupid potion that got spilled on you..”

Yuuko then broke into a smile.

”Hehe,so Yuu-kun likes me back,good!”

[recentanimenews]

The Idolm@ster SideM Stage Play Unveils Its Main Cast Visuals in Idol Costume

    The official website for Dramatic Live Stage The Idolm@ster SideM, the forthcoming stage play adaptation of Bandai Namco Entertainment's mixed-media franchise The Idolm@ster SideM, launched today and posted the costume visuals of its main cast members, including the idols of DRAMATIC STARS, High×Joker and C.FIRST.

  The stage play adaptation of the male-idol featured spin-off is directed by Hirofumi Araki (Sadaharu Inui in The Prince of Tennis musicals) on a script by Mizuki Sano (Assault Lily stage plays), and is scheduled to be performed at The Galaxy Theater in Tokyo from June 16 to 26, 2022. The fastest advance entry for the tickets for the Asobi Store premium members starts accepting today.

    Key visual:

      Teru Tendo: Ryosuke Kato / Kaoru Sakuraba: Ryo Shibuki

    Tsubasa Kashiwagi: Miyata Ryohei / Shiki Iseya: Kakeru Tsuchiya

    Hayato Akiyama: Keito Sakurai / Haruna Wakazato: Yuuri Takahashi

    Jun Fuyumi: Takuto Ohmi / Natsumi Sakaki: Ginga Shitara

    Shu Amamine: Naoya Kitagawa / Momohito Hanazono: Yuuto Nakajima

    Eishin Mayumi: Yusei Hiraga / Ken Yamamura: Daiki Miyoshi

    【キービジュアル公開】 ドラマチックライブステージ『アイドルマスター SideM』 キービジュアル公開✨！！ 本公演に登場するDRAMATIC STARS、High×Joker、C.FIRSTのアイドルたちと、事務員の山村 賢が集合しました！#SideM #サイステ pic.twitter.com/DHtMweHf3u

— ドラマチックライブステージ『アイドルマスター SideM』公式 (@SideM_stage) March 27, 2022

    TV anime key visual:

    Source: "Dramatic Live Stage The Idolm@ster SideM" official website / Twitter

  (C)BANDAI NAMCO Entertainment Inc.

  By: Mikikazu Komatsu

[leasspell-dael]

TWEWY Bang 2018

This is mostly for my own reference, but in case anyone else is interested, here’s a masterpost of all the submissions for the TWEWY Bang 2018! I’m only providing partial header information (taken from the original posts, so make sure you review the full headers on anything you choose to view. Heed the warnings and practice the appropriate self-care!

(I’m not including authors notes, so I’ve added a listing of “Featured characters” to give a very basic description of the artworks. Anything with more than 2 characters will be labelled “Ensemble”.)

Artwork: Untitled by scivious

Featured characters: Ensemble

Fanfic: Rejected From the Rejects by Rover; (AO3)

Warnings: Transphobia/homophobia (misgendering, slurs, bullying, liberal use of the Japanese version of the f-slur), Violence (choking)

Summary: [BNHA fusion] In a society where 80% of the populace is endowed with quirks, everyone and their mother wants to be a hero. But even if Neku wanted to be a hero, an incident with his powers forced him to transfer to “The Union of Growth,” a reform school for troubled youth on the path to villainhood. If he can pass through the year-long reform program, the government says it will clear his record. But there’s something shady behind the scenes, and surviving at a school full of delinquents alone is tough. Luckily, Neku’s roommates are determined to help him, whether he want it or not.

Artwork: Under the Same Sky by Roxas/Neku

Featured characters: Neku and Minamimoto

Fanfic: Death of the Author by Leasspell Dael; (AO3)

Warnings: Canon-Typical Discussion of Death, Depression, Swearing/Profanity 

Summary: The Game is over, Neku and his new friends are alive, and Shibuya is still kicking. Trauma doesn’t fade that quickly though and Neku struggles to process everything he went through–everything he learned. No matter how much he hangs out with his friends and tries to enjoy his new life, there’s a darkness inside him he’s desperate to hide.

Artwork:

Untitled 1 | Untitled 2 by Zyo

Featured characters: Joshua | Joshua and Mr. Hanekoma

Fanfic: Gymnopédie by Alex

Parts: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4

Warnings: Suicide, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Mentions of Voyeurism, Mild Language, Implied/Referenced Bullying, Depression, Implied/Referenced Self-Harm, Major Character Death (?)

Summary: Joshua said he just wanted one normal day. Hanekoma wouldn’t deny him that, for soon the boy would have to take his duties as Composer seriously.He didn’t think Joshua could die a second time.

Artwork: Untitled by Maro

Featured characters: Ensemble

Fanfic: Joshua’s 6-Step Plan to Becoming a Vampire by Matt

Parts: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | ? (WIP)

Warnings: Vampires, Blood 

Summary: Joshua Decides to take over a coven cause he’s bored. As you do. 

Fanfic: Ties We Bind (& Break) by composeregg; (AO3)

Parts: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | ? (WIP)

Warnings: Includes depression heavily, and mentions of suicide.

Summary: One year after the Long Game, a tall boy named Yuuto Kimura, who has messy black hair, glasses, and bright green eyes, stumbles into Neku’s life, and he can’t help but let him get close, letting him join the circle of friends.

One year after the Long Game, Joshua aches to hang out with Neku again, but the restrictions he’s gained for his transgressions are very clear: Yoshiya Kiryu, Composer of Shibuya, is not to interact with Neku Sakuraba.

(But every rule has a loophole.)

Artwork: Shibuya’s Fates by Roxas/Neku

Featured characters: Ensemble

Fanfic: It Never Hurts to Ask (It Sometimes Hurts to Answer) by Seldon

Parts: 1 | 2 | ? (WIP)

Warnings: None at present 

Summary: A year on from the Game, Rhyme still has questions her friends can’t answer—about the Game, about her lost fee, and about her future. (And about that word her, too, but that’s another set of problems.) Neku, meanwhile, has questions of his own, the latest of which concern a bout of unexplained radio silence from Joshua. They both know Joshua doesn’t really do answers, so when Rhyme invites him to join the gang on her twelfth birthday, she’s not expecting much. Still, it can’t hurt to ask. Probably.

Artwork: Photobooth by Matt

Featured characters: Shiki and Eri

Fanfic: The World Ended With You by Mizuki

Parts: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9

Warnings: Light Gore 

Summary: Shibuya, a once lively city, now stained with the blood of the unfit. A young orphan, Neku Sakuraba, is left alone to fend for himself. Due to the circumstances, he is forced to join a survivor group. If he has any will or hopes to survive, he needs to learn to trust and cooperate with others. Otherwise, he will be at the mercy of hell’s demons.

[mangafeeds]

Sakuraba-san wa Tomaranai!.

Alternative : 桜庭さんは止まらないっ！

Sakuraba-san wa Tomaranai! summary: After 16 years of not having a boyfriend, Ikeda Mei is ready for love! When she trips and scrapes her knee one day, a handsome boy sweeps her off her feet and confesses to her. Excited, Mei immediately agrees to date him, but could there be something suspicious about this Sakuraba Yuuto? Could he be.... a huge pervert??? #MangaFeeds.com, #ReadFreeMangaOnline MangaFeeds.Com: Read manga online the latest manga comic book, updated daily: https://mangafeeds.com/post/sakuraba-san-wa-tomaranai_1586580133

Read more.

[thetwstwildcard]

Yuuto Sakuraba, who I need to do more stuff with tbh (I am working on some stuff for him but school...)

I have other guys but he's my current favorite (hyper fixation)

anyway f u have a male twst oc reblog this n show them off f u want! Ill reblog everyone i can so ppl can see them because there great n wonderful! 

[composereggwrites]

Ties We Bind (& Break), Chapter 10

Don’t hate what you now see

Ties We Bind (& Break) (29813 words) Chapter 10 (on Ao3): here (812 words) Chapters: 10/? Fandom: Subarashiki Kono Sekai | The World Ends With You (Video Games) Rating: T Characters: Joshua Kiryu, Neku Sakuraba, Eri, Shiki Misaki, Beat Bito, Rhyme Bito, Sanae Hanekoma, Koki Kariya Ships (romantic): JoshNeku, EriShiki Ships (platonic): All the kids in one big QPP, Dad-nekoma, Weird Uncle Kariya Additional Tags: Found Family, Queerplatonic Relationships, qpp polypile, autistic characters, headcanons galore, Joshua is Neku's Dead Best Friend, Hurt/Comfort, Depression, Secret Identity, chatfic elements but not the main focus

Fic Summary:

One year after the Long Game, a tall boy named Yuuto Kimura, who has messy black hair, glasses, and bright green eyes, stumbles into Neku’s life, and he can’t help but let him get close, letting him join the circle of friends.

One year after the Long Game, Joshua aches to hang out with Neku again, but the restrictions he’s gained for his transgressions are very clear: Yoshiya Kiryu, Composer of Shibuya, is not to interact with Neku Sakuraba.

(But every rule has a loophole.)

Chapter 10:

Joshua and Shiki have a conversation (or two).