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koifishart · 3 days
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I want to be Your Koi Fish
Warning: +18 content, criminal underworld, intercourse, strong language - and so on
Fanfiction based on: "Baki" by Itagaki Keisuke
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True, he drank a little. True, he might look slightly wasted ... but he could see her angry face very clearly. It didn't cross his throat in their company that he was just ashamed to tell her, just as he stubbornly escaped from showing Kizaki's school report. He figured she wouldn't be pleased. As soon as she broke into his deputy's office, he finished his bourbon in a glass of ice and sat more comfortably on the couch, listening to the conversation. At the same time he wondered how to reward her concealment.
- Hanabi-sama is totally different than our Boss! - Ueda laughed. - Pushes on everyone and everything.
- The exams are coming up, it's normal for her. She always reacted that way. - Haga replied with a shrug. - She gets mad, throws "fuck", "crap", "bitch" or the like, right and left ... Such a type.
- How do you know each other? - Tanaka demanded.
- We went to the same school. She is a year younger, but the teachers forced her to teach me anyway. - He explained, running a hand through his jet-black hair. - Otherwise, I would not have passed lower high school! Thanks to this, I found out that she is terribly tidy and knowledgeable, especially in science. Honestly, until then I thought she was a nerd, won every math Olympiad she appeared at... but it turned out that the truth was different.
- What?- they heard a resonant voice.
He looked up above their heads. Was it so fast? She was talking about five hours! He looked sluggishly at the clock on the wall. No way! It's been 4.5. He watched her. He noticed black leather shorts tightening around her massive buttock, and a loose T-shirt with a knot near the zipper. She settled in surprisingly quickly, which shouldn't be weird. They allowed her to browse one of the most secret areas of the building. Only the contents of his fundoshi were more secret, which she already knew. She walked over to the bar counter, and it crossed his mind that he had never seen her drink alcohol. However, she needed to know something about it, because she quickly took out two specific bottles that he didn't know existed in his house.
- I mentioned the times when you helped me with my studies. - Haga replied.
- Well ... let's see if you remember anything. - she murmured, setting the glass on the table. - Pour 1.5 scoops of 40% vodka and 3/4 scoops of 40% coffee liqueur into a glass with ice.
- Ok.
- Focus, two-part question. How many percent is the resulting drink? After how many of these glasses will I drink dead, assuming I'm a statistical Asian with statistical tolerance to alcohol? - she asked, gently stirring the resulting liquid.
He wondered involuntarily. He must have drunk too much to know the answer. It took the friend a moment too, but finally he spoke with surprising enthusiasm.
- For 100ml it is 40%, so this glass is also 40%. And you would have to drink ten ...?
- Bingo! Bonus question for which you can drink. What is it?
- Black Russian... and thank you, I don't mix alcohol.
- Your loss ... - she laughed, hopping on the counter and sitting on it. - ... But I admit, quite the right approach.
She took a sip. No reaction, as if she mixed water with cola. Apparently even she hadn't digest it soberly.
- Hanabi-sama, this is your learning method? - Kizaki asked.
- Yes. I don't see the point in learning something that won't come in handy in life. I prefer to translate theories in a practical way. - she replied, taking the glass in both hands. - I'll do my best, just give us as much free time as possible, Kizaki-san.
- I have a bad feeling about this. - Hanayama muttered, sipping his bourbon.
In one gulp, she emptied the glass, put it on the table top, then jumped off it briskly and before he realized it, she sat on his lap. Perhaps for the first time he felt the warm perfume rising from her neck.
- More faith, Kaoru. - She smiled and kissed the scarred cheek. - When I'm done with you, you'll belch with the multiplication table, puke arithmetic, and shit trigonometry.
It sounded scary, and she kept her expression soft. He wondered for a long time what attracted him. He didn't have to anymore.
He woke up as if he hadn't slept at all, strangely enough, in his own bed. Expected that he fell asleep as sat on the leather couch in the living room. He rubbed face with his hand as sat on the mattress. Found his glasses and put them on the nose. Had just noticed her. She was sitting at his desk, in his chair, facing him, braiding her legs tucked in high-heeled shoes, translucent stockings fastened with buckles to strips of shiny material disappearing under a tight skirt, into which she pressed a bright shirt buttoned up to the neck. Looking at him, she slightly slipped the frames of her nerds - glasses. He knew with certainty that she had no vision defect.
- Did you sleep well? - she asked sweetly.
- So so... - he muttered.
- No more drinking for a while. It's time to catch up on a few topics. - she ordered, rising from chair, and he could have sworn he saw a piece of juicy red lingerie under her skirt. - Meanwhile, I invite you to breakfast.
She outdid herself. There was a mountain of plump pancakes on the table with a variety of toppings, from fruit to peanut butter, bean paste to maple syrup. He sat down next to her speechless, then began to eat. It's hard to talk about biting into a dish. It was so light and fluffy that it melted in your mouth instantly. He admitted it with difficulty, but even his mother couldn't do THIS. He sipped the green tea standing near his plate.
- No need, really... - he muttered, not looking at her. - That's what I got Kizaki for.
- Kizaki-san won't stand by you forever. We live in a world like this and not another, Kaoru. Death is the only certainty, the question remains how fast. - she announced firmly. - If he runs out, you WILL HAVE to fend for yourself.
- There will always be a way.
- Specially for you, I organized a three-week off from school. - she added, and he felt a note of impatience in her voice.
- It won't be wasted... - he said, placing his hand on her side and pressing lightly.
- You're making me use an argument I didn't want to make. - she grunted, turning to face him. - If you do not have enough courage to accept the offered help, my leg never set more here.
She surprised him. He looked at her wide-eyed, trying to figure out if it was true or a dirty trick. She kept a poker face. He decided to play a trick.
- Won't you miss me?
- Very. - she whispered at once. - More than you think.
He thought. She hit the nail on the head. This time he lacked the courage. He preferred to get things done on his own, and in this case, he would have liked to leave everything as it was. But she was right. Death was the surest thing in life, and the environment in which they rotated made it look closer to them than to others.
- Let it be ... I agree. - he sighed heavily.
Hanabi's methods seemed to work, though he wasn't sure how she did it. She immediately rejected the typical method for schools, as she puts it, "patting knowledge memory". For her, understanding was much more important, and whether he recited a formula from a textbook or said otherwise did not matter completely. What mattered was the sense of speech and the ability to apply. It turned out that he was quite teachable, and the alluring teacher did not spare him praise, especially at the end of the day. This was the part he liked best. She sat on the edge of the desk, wearing a different outfit every day, and after a few attempts he learned that there was something interesting underneath as well. It excited him. His brain had never been working at such dizzying speeds, not even on that night, when he decided from midnight to sit on a mountain of homework for the next day, and Kizaki cheered and supported him with all his might. Adrenaline was buzzing through his veins. Enough to gave the correct answer, or solve a number of tasks in mathematics, and took off one item of clothing. She did it with such solemnity that when he saw her in only underwear, this time in a delightfully blue one, composed of lace and several stripes, and a silver chain falling from neck to hips, he was almost sure he will not stand, and cums in his pants. She was left in spider-thin panties and fancy trinkets when she turned his chair over, beckoning him with her index finger, taking off her nerds-glasses. He tore off his shirt and pants with one stroke and put his glasses on the desk. Pulled her close and threw on the bed, covering her with his body. She surrendered to his kisses, he could feel goose bumps growing under his fingers, she did not resist the eagerly groping hands, but when he pulled the last piece of clothing off her, finally wanting to fulfill his desires, she stopped him by placing a shapely bare foot on his torso. He stopped in one second.
- Additional question, subject: biology. - she announced, assuming a professional face. - Is there a risk of conception ONLY during ejaculation?
- No. - he replied soberly.
- Then please respect my reluctance to get pregnant at this point. - she muttered like a kitten, puffing her lips and holding out a small bundle in his direction.
He respected not to wait any longer and out of the respect he had for her. Just overwhelmed by emotions, he didn't think. Somewhere deep down he said that if they had fallen in, he wouldn't have taken offense at all. He loved the inside of her body. It was warm, soft, pleasant, as if prepared especially for him. Not for a man at all. FOR HIM. He felt every unevenness, every twitch as he waited for this wonderfully entwining string of pleasure. The first time she showed up in his hotel room to kill him, he knew her pleasure might be his pleasure. The better it got, the more, consciously or not, she tightened her grip on the tense nature. Each time he discovered new spheres of ecstasy. This time they didn't last long. She wrapped her legs around his waist. He felt an astonishingly strong crush combined with a spasmodic, very melodic groan and incredibly exciting expression on her lovely face, which made him come swiftly and very intensely. He snuggled into her, trying to catch breath. She wrapped her arms gently around him, wet with exertion. He could think ahead and open the window.
- Tutoring with Haga looked similar? - he muttered in her ear.
- Of course not! - she laughed, throwing a pillow at him. - I had other methods for him ... my bear.
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As they say, the right way is enough, and the way is for everyone. What pained her in education was that everything was based on brainless repetition and test-forging. She wanted to know something and saw that this approach works. Kaoru seemed to be edified as well, getting up in the morning clearly more joyful, not in the gallows mood as on the first day. Then it might have been a hangover, if not Hanayama didn't have a hangover. They were doing exceptionally well that day. Kaoru dug out a different one from the crowd of purple shirts, navy blue with bright patterns resembling embroidered flowers. He surprised her with more than that when the deputy boss entered the room.
- Sorry to bother you. I promised to give you the maximum amount of free time, but there are things I won't skip. - Kizaki announced. - You must show up at the club tonight, boss. Yajima stands up again.
- He's so confident this time he demands a show fight? - Hanayama muttered.
- Apparently, he has a business, he wants to push it through very strongly. I do not exclude duel. - the adviser explained. - As far as I know, he convened a slightly larger group.
Something told her that surname, was not exactly sure what. She must have heard this man was holding some of the biggest banks by the balls. Maybe that's why the Yakuza's income was the way it was. Someone was turning the tap on. It wasn't... it wasn't why she knew it. She thought. Pacification of the problem element could have a twofold effect. She wasn't going to interfere, especially if he didn't approve, but she liked having a plan up her sleeve. But it was hard to plan with such rudimentary information. On the one hand, he could get scared and withdraw, on the other hand, he could blackmail him with a worsening of the situation. And this "larger group" ...
- They will try to maneuver. - Hanayama assessed soberly, then looked at her seriously. - Hanabi, come with us.
- I fully support it. - added the deputy. - Experience Hanabi-sama might be useful to us.
- Are you sure? - she was surprised.
- Absolutely! - Kizaki ruled. - I think we'll even find something suitable ...
- Don't worry, Kizaki-san. - she answered quickly, holding him back with her hand.
She used a bit of spare time to find a suitable outfit for the occasion, still wondering why the name seemed so familiar to her. In the depths of her emergency bag, she found two more items that could be useful. As a precaution, she preferred to take them, even if they were only for a moment. In the evening, she slung a small backpack over her shoulder. The practicality of the garment above all else - it was elegant, surprisingly roomy, while keeping both hands free. She left Kaoru's room while Kaoru was ready, sitting on the leather couch in his usual white suit and purple shirt. Kizaki was standing next to him. He turned towards her, straightening the dark tie on the maroon shirt. She could see the muscles around his jaw twitch to keep it from falling. She chose a black, tight, mid-thigh dress, shoulderless, but with a low turtleneck, and long boots with rather high heels. She let her hair loose to fall elegantly on her back. There was a slight ruby smile on her fair face.
- Kizaki-san, please don't forget that I'm a professional. - Muttered coming up to them.
On the way to the club, she learned that she had to carefully observe everyone and select liars. It wasn't going to be easy, she guessed, but she was still bothered by the subject of the name Hanayama had mentioned in his right hand. Eventually, she searched for anything about him on the Blacknet* and froze at the sight of the photo she found. She knew this face. She had seen her several times in her life.
- Hanabi-sama?
- Is that him? - she asked, showing them the photo, and when they nodded, she switched off the page and put the phone away. - I made a few orders for him...
- Yajima knows you?! - Kizaki scared, then dumbfounded. - Wait ... what?
- Er ... sort of. True, I always got assignments from him in person, but he never saw my face. - she muttered, pulling a white fox mask with decorative red brushes on the sides from her backpack. - He knows my capabilities, or at least part of them. So maybe it would be good if he found out that Shiro Kitsune** is working with Hanayama?
- Who ...? - said the deputy in dismay.
- You think he's gonna get scared? - Kaoru asked.
- Well... as far as I know, I have quite a good reputation in the area and Yajima has a lot of contacts. If he let the rumor that I am with you, a few things could correct themselves. - she replied with a shrug. - Of course not said it would be ... but I think it's worth a try.
She looked at Kizaki. He nodded, though he didn't really know what for. She took a tiny box from her backpack in which she hid her lenses. She put them on carefully, and her eyes turned from light green to vivid yellow, cat. Putting on the mask, she caught the boss's surprised look. The car stopped in front of the club.
- Don't look at me like that! You didn't expect me to work as a ... ME? - she laughed a pearly, then lowered her fox snout over her nose. - I wouldn't have had a life in school.
- I don't remember you having yellow eyes at the hotel back then.
- In the hotel...? - Kizaki interjected confusedly. - About what...
- Because I didn't. - she replied completely honestly. - Feel honored.
She hid all her fears deep in her pocket. She had a plan frame, but if nothing came out, she had to improvise. As usual. She felt a pleasant thrill of excitement. They arrived perfectly on time, but the condition of the people in the box meant that they must have been a little late after all. They were only waiting for them. She was going to stand behind his back like everyone else except Kizaki sitting to his right, but he had a different plan. He took advantage of the fact that he had her hands near him, took one of them and pulled it towards him so that she sat sideways in his lap. How lucky it was that the mask partially covered the cheeks. Nobody saw the luscious blush on the face. Especially since a moment later she felt warm, heavy hands on her thighs. She thought they would introduce her as a mercenary, if only for a trick, and he had confessed to her openly. Amazing, he could be sweet and mysterious at the same time. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw his people kept their stone faces. Even Tanaka didn't blink, and from him she could expect the most idiotic face of this century. Well, what came out of the set was the improvisation. She caught Yajima's gaze in front of her.
- Shiro Kitsune-san... I didn't expect that we will meet again.- the man muttered.
- Each other. - she replied dryly.
- Since when do some of the best paid murderers of recent years join the yakuza? - he sneered ironically. - How much will they pay you to kill? I will give more.
- I get the impression that my career was not the subject of the meeting, is it? - she said firmly, without glare at him. - Besides, you don't have that kind of money.
Out of the corner of her eye, she glanced at Kizaki. He didn't express it in facial expressions, but she could almost hear her heart racing. He did not know. The case was closed, to her great secret approval. She listened carefully to everyone, trying to find out who was lying. It was not easy, they played their roles very well. She listened, pondered, compared ... It came to a point that she herself began to wonder if she was cheating someone, even though she did not say a word. Or maybe ... earlier? She had to figure it out. She twisted to go out for a moment and think things over in turn. How many were there? Five? Of course more, but in fact, apart from Kaoru, there were only five of them in charge. Anyone could lie, and anyone could tell the truth. She almost forgot what the topic of conversation was. As the entire triad hasn't spun the best lately, voices have arisen to restore prostitution and the sale of pornography to their territories. She remembered her father starting with that. Japan remained very conservative, treating erotic films as an additional pillar of art, and the demand was for extremely sharp and confusingly similar to the real, bed scenes. This is exactly what America delivered, so her father, sniffing around for business and willing people on the black market, did not hesitate to start contacts. As soon as he had made money, he put this part of the smuggling aside, claiming that he did not want to get his hands dirty, he had enough of it. In fact, she was also drying his head about whether he would like someone to take her to a film like this - after all, since her father trades ... In fact, she never asked what Kaoru thought about prostitution, but she hadn't noticed anything happening in his area. He might as well have dumped the case deep underground so that the police wouldn't scent him. She looked into the bathroom mirror, taking off her fox mask. She pulled out a red face marker hidden in her bra. There were a few details that Kitsune needed to minimize the risk of recognizing her in the future. She drew triangular elements by the eyes and two thicker lines on the zygomatic bones to look a bit like the animal. Was she cheating on someone? Was there such a possibility at all? She was honest with everyone, especially with her father and Kaoru. Or maybe... to herself, not? Why did it seem so real to her? She pushed the fox's face down on her nose, adjusted her clothes, tucked the marker pen deeply and left the bathroom. She still wondered who was lying. She had not managed to poke her nose out of
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kotopeachii · 3 months
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my kaoru design WILL have noise cancelling headphones actually. and he will match his dad. because theyre both autistic. im atlus
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iskratempestmadness · 2 months
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Babysitting there kid while mommy’s gone headcanons?
Okay, I'm tired of this, but I think I did it pretty well.
(what I mean by " Mature enough children" are children who have not yet grown up to be called a teenager, children who are under ten years old)
Baki:
- it is not difficult for him to handle a child, but he is still a child himself
- God, he calls his mother every 15 minutes.
"What does he like to eat? ", " Does he need a lunch nap? " , " He wants candy, can he? "and much, much more...
- but he plays with him, walks with him, in general, they have a great time
- even if Hanma leaves the child alone for a short time, he does not take his eyes off him
- however, Baki didn't keep track of him a couple of times, so the kid will tell his mom that Baki cooked for him, they played together, and then Bucky took him down from the tree
- If the child is already more or less an adult, then he goes with him to the amusement park
- in general, it seems to me that the older the child is, the more often Hanma will break the rules with him
- like, "Can't you have ice cream? Forget it, I allow it, the most important thing is not to tell your mom," "What does your mom forbid you to ride this attraction? Let's go for a ride while she's not looking." and all that sort of stuff
- he will probably fight with the kid on the console in the evening
- the older the child, the more Baki behaves like a friend with whom mom asks you not to communicate
- he just wants the child to feel that he is no longer under control and he can do whatever he wants (of course without going beyond the limits)
- but he will also teach the child something necessary
- for example, Baki can teach him how to cook some simple dishes like scrambled eggs. ( Baki is 100% good at cooking, but some of his dishes may be slightly overcooked)
- or Baki will train with the child. Of course, he will give the child less workload than himself, but such a time will be clearly more useful
Hanayama:
- he's doing surprisingly well with the kid
- he has probably already consulted with his mother about what he can and cannot do, when he goes to bed, and so on
- probably Hana doesn't have too much time to play with the child, (and he understands that his appearance to the child may seem a little frightening) so he can gut the Kizaki. - However, this does not mean that Hana shifts all her responsibilities to her assistant.
- he certainly spends time with the child and... he likes it
- constantly monitors the child or Kozaki does it, so Rhea doty can't talk about any emergency situations
- if the child is old enough, he will spend more time with him and he will... more relaxed
- break the rules? He'll just say he didn't know or forgot about it.
- probably goes to the cinema with the child. Imagine Hana lounging in an armchair eating popcorn with a child.
- Later, Kaoru will discuss with him whether he liked what he remembered, whether he liked the characters
- maybe the child will be in Hana's office a couple of times
Katsumi:
- he is one of those who is on the same wavelength as the child
- however, he will be in a difficult position if the child is small. He will probably constantly call to find out what the child likes, whether he needs a quiet hour and the like. ( he is also likely to ask Natsueh for help )
- however, he will try to play and keep an eye on the child properly. (imagine Katsumi riding a child on his back like a horse. He would have been a wonderful young father)
- but if the child is old enough... Ho, ho, they're going to have a great time.
- Break the rules? Pfffff, of course
- probably teach the child to play slot machines... It's going to be a COMPETITION.
- she'll make a bunch of stupid photos with the kid where they spend time together. (send them to the baby's mom later as a photo report of how they spent the day)
- he can (and will) obey the child in some cases. Like, "What? Do you want to go there? Come on," It's just that in some cases he doesn't know how to tell him no... Besides, he thinks it's going to be fun anyway.
Jack:
- Ohh, he's going to have a hard time
- he will postpone training and try to become a good nanny
- if the child is small, then Jack will find out from his mother what he likes, what he should be fed, and so on
- He will find out in advance so that during the departure he will not bother the child's mother.
- he will play with the child and keep a close eye on him, but still it seems to me that Jack's appearance will scare the child a little
- It will be easier for Hanma if the child is old enough
"she'll probably go on a little camping trip with him." (I think Jack has experience in this) He will teach the child everything. How to set up a tent, how to light a fire and many other things. So the child will definitely not be bored. (imagine Hanma sleeping in a sleeping bag with a child, (although with his height it will be difficult to find a suitable sleeping bag) I think it's cute)
- if it's not going to be a hike, then it will be walking in parks or riding bicycles.
- in any case, he would prefer to spend time with the kid on the street
- violation of the rules? Mmmm... Maybe... Partly... Like, " Don't you want to go to bed? okay, you have 15 more minutes"
- maybe teach the child self-defense
Retsu:
- "no problem. I'll do it"
- it's equally easy for him to treat both small children and fairly grown-up ones
- he will also discuss all the nuances with his mother before leaving
- so there's nothing to worry about, he's a great babysitter.
- the child will always be full, there will be no problems with games and the child will sleep at the appointed time ( imagine a sleeping Retsu with a book in one hand that he read to the child , and with the other he holds the child who sleeps on his chest ... Well, isn't it charming)
- if the child is old enough, it will also not be difficult for Retsu to sit with him
- he will probably walk with him in the park or train with him. He is for outdoor recreation
- however, at home he will find something to occupy the child and at home. Perhaps she will draw with him or play board games
- break the rules? Seriously?! No, he won't let the child do that.
- also sends the child's mother photos of how he spent his time and what he ate.
Shibukawa:
- Well, okay
- it's not difficult for him to sit with the kid... He thought so...
- it's really hard for him to sit with a small child
- he is nervous, but he does not show
it - however, he calls the child's mother literally every 5 minutes
- however, Shibukawa learns quickly, so he can be found playing with a child at ease or walking with him (this is a pretty peaceful picture)
- If the child is quite an adult, then it really becomes easier for him
- he will tell the child the stories of his youth and observe his reaction
- he is also very malleable to the child... Not because she can't say no to him... Because he is really interested in what a child can come up with for entertainment
- Violation of the rules? Ha, of course he wouldn't be him if he didn't do it.
- he also often makes fun of the kid
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spooky-ghost-giraffe · 10 months
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Miscellaneous Sk8 Headcanons
I think I’ve posted some of these before, but if I did, I genuinely can’t find them??? I don’t know if I deleted the post or just... Never posted them? So some of these are over a year old. But anyway, there they are: 
Langa eventually gets a tattoo of either a snowboard or his dad’s name/death date (or both), right along his ribs.
Kojiro and Kaoru have matching moon/sun tattoos they got as soon as they could, something that Kaoru had designed. Kojiro likes to show his off, but Kaoru’s is easily hidden by clothing, and few have seen it. 
Langa is actually really close to Hiromi (Shadow). They teach each other things, either with skating or flowers. The first time Langa and Reki go on a date, he actually asks for advice on which flowers to get
Miya is close to both Reki and Langa, seeing them both as older brothers. He’ll drag them out, either together or separately.
Langa gives Miya rides around town sometimes, especially if he’s too tired to go back home after school or S or practices
When on car rides, however, Miya is forced into the middle seat by Reki and Langa, because he’s the smallest and will therefore take up less space. 
Kaoru has owned at least one minivan in his life. It’s easier to carry his materials that way
Kaoru and Kojiro actually got their matching tattoos before Kojiro left for culinary school in Italy
I love the headcanon that Kojirp’s family is half-italian, and can all speak it. Related to this, I think he moved to Japan pretty young, like when he was 3 or 4, and he met Kaoru at school. This probably helped Kojiro relate a little more to Langa, both being bilingual
Another popular headcanon I’ve adopted: Kaoru has an extremely wealthy family, and all but cut them off when he became an adult because they weren’t supportive of him.
The tattoo that Kaoru has actually covers up another one that he had gotten for Ainosuke, while they dated back in school.
Langa is a BIG Markiplier fan. I don’t make the rules
Reki is very close to his sisters (and really, all of his family). Because he’s close to his family, Langa eventually becomes close to them, too
Miya really likes legos 
Kojiro has an apartment above Sia la Luce. (Sort of Luke Danes style)
Langa used to play baseball back in Canada, since it isn’t snowy all year round. 
When it comes to voicing his thoughts and emotions, Langa is either very bottled up and he can’t express what he wants/needs (usually with emotions), or he’s extremely blunt (usually with observations)
Reki’s people skills are so much better than Langa’s. Even if he’s awkward sometimes, or just wants to talk about his interests, he’s much better at communicating. 
Part of Langa’s difficulty communicating is that he has sensory issues when it comes to hearing; If it’s too loud or if there’s too many people talking at once, he can’t pick out specific voices from the mass of noise. Because of this (and the fact that Japanese is a second language), he asks people to repeat themselves often.
Miya meets Reki’s siblings, and they become (sort of) friends after Miya helps them with a difficult game level. 
Kaoru and Miya are also close, because of their shared interests in computers/technology
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existingispetty · 2 years
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helloo! can u do sk8 the infinity boys with an s/o who's famous at S and also often gets alot of ppl confessing to them when they're at S? ty in advance and feel free to ignore! wishing that u have an amazing day or night ( ◜‿◝ )♡
Thank you so much for the ask! This request is so unique I love it! I apologize for the wait and I hope you have a good day/night! I added Miya but his is just people complimenting you a lot.
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Prompt: sk8 the infinity boys with a popular s/o that constantly gets love confessions!
characters: Miya (platonic), Reki Kyan, Langa Hasegawa Cherry blossom/Kaoru Sakurayashiki, Joe/Kojiro Nanjo.
Type: Headcanons, fluff, angst if you squint.
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Miya (platonic)
+ Miya and you had become friends after you beat him in a narrow race.
+ Miya challenged you because he had heard a bunch of buzz about someone his age completely destroying numerous adults at S.
+He quickly got along with you and even began to hang out outside of S.
+ Tonight was like any other night, after you won your race Miya was there waiting for you at the finish line.
+ He congratulated you and began some small talk
+ Some guy that seemed about 2 years older than you approached the two of you.
+"Hey there love, You were amazing tonight!" The man interrupted Miya with a smug grin. This action obviously irritated Miya but the man ignored this.
+ "Thank you? But could you apoli-" You tried to convince the man to apologize to Miya but you were also interrupted.
+ "would you like to hang out sometime? I'm a big fan of yours." The man slung an arm around your shoulder.
+WHile this sort of thing happened often normally they didn't touch you, and that's when Miya got really pissed off.
+You tensed as Miya began to verbally insult the man.
+ The man began to slide his arm down your back and that's when he crossed the line.
+ You swung your elbow straight into his face and both a crack and a scream echoed through S as the man clutched his nose.
+ Miya looked at you with shock for barely a second before he began to laugh and pull you by your hand out of S.
+ Through his laughs he was able to say, "It's a good thing you handled that cause I would've done fae worse to the asshole!"
Reki Kyan
+ after Reki had seen you skate he was really inspired.
+Reki had probably become your biggest fan by the time he actually met you.
+You quickly became good friends and you both began to hang out and race often.
+ Reki was often envious of your skating fame but he never really told you this.
+ It was right before a match and Reki had been wishing you good luck when a 17-year-old male had walked up to you.
+ The man waited for Reki to finish before poking you on the shoulder twice.
+ You turned as the man bowed and quickly stuttered "W-will you go out with m-me? I'm a-a big fan!"
+by the time you got over the initial shock, you looked over to see Reki staring at the ground.
+ "I'm sorry... but I don't think I'm prepared to date!" You replied to the man with a gentle smile and he squeaked and ran away.
+" You sure do have a lot of fans..." Rekis voice was laced in sadness as he looked back up at you.
+"You'll always be my best fan." You grinned back at him and continued to get ready for your race.
+ "I will, always." Reki quickly cheered up after hearing your words and he grinned his signature grin that lit up the room.
Langa Hasegawa
+ Langa had heard of you through one of Rekis rambles about popular skaters.
+ Reki praised you so much so Langa was very thrilled to actually meet you.
+Langa asked many questions and that led to the both of you exchanging numbers which led to then becoming good friends.
+Langa was also quite popular but he was still quite shocked to witness your constant spontaneous love confessions.
+ You and Langa were just chilling at a skate park and you had both stopped to take a small break.
+ Suddenly a boy just a few years older than you appeared in front of you.
+"I skate at S and I would be please if you would accompany me on a date." He said this in the most monotoned voice ever, like it was no big deal.
+ Langa almost broke his neck with how fast he swerved his neck to look at you.
+ "No thank you, I'm not interested in the moment, please leave me to rest." You responded on reflex
+ The man looked disappointed for just a small moment before leaving you and Langa.
+"What was that?" Langa was clearly confused.
+ "Don't worry about it, it's pretty regular actually." You brushed off his concern but, Langa still couldn't quite understand what had just happened.
Kaoru Sakurayashiki/ Cherry blossom
+ Honestly, he gets confessions on about, a daily basis.
+He wouldn't be surprised with your fame level if you fo them as well
+ You and him were watching a very interesting race together.
+ You had just been listening to Kaoru's complaints when you felt someone looking at you.
+You turn to see who this could be and you find that there's a young man sitting next to you staring at you.
+ While Kaoru is still talking you ask the man to your right, "Is everything ok sir?"
+Kaoru doesn't notice the interaction that is occurring until the man replies "Wanna go out for coffee sometime?" and with a seductive smirk, he grabs your hand gently.
+ Before you could tell him to leave you alone kaoru stood up and punched the man straight in his face.
+ "you shouldn't touch someone without their permission." The man glared at Cherry before leaving.
+Cherry will only get angry if someone touches you without your permission.''
+ If someone confesses to you or asks you out politely then he'll let you turn them down.
Kojiro Nanjo/joe
+He would literally find it so funny that anyone could confess to you even though he makes it obvious he's your biggest fan.
+ Joe would more than likely ignore any confession that occurs when he's near.
+ He's basically the exact same type as cherry blossom in the type that he won't step into the situation unless they cross your boundaries or make you uncomfortable.
+ Also when you are around Joe everyone kinda stays away because Joe can be a little intimidating.
+ Joe and you were hanging out near a wall at S and he had dismissed himself to take a phone call.
+"Hey there cutie. I'm a big fan of yours." A man appeared just a little after Joe had left your side.
+You automatically didn't like this guy much but you didn't feel like causing a commotion so you didn't take action just yet.
+ "Since I'm your biggest fan.. how bout' we go on a date sweetie." As soon as those words came out of his mouth you heard a booming chuckle behind you.
+ The laugh was choppy so Joe was able to spare the man a " Sorry man not interested they got someone way better here."
+ The man looked at Joe in horror and quickly ran off.
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up against the ropes (a matcha blossom fic). rated e. also on ao3.
"Are you sure you don't have a concussion?" Kojiro's voice lowered to a hoarse whisper.
"Positive."
a/n: i promise this started out totally normal and achingly tender before the brain worms whispered The Unholy Headcanon to me. pls forward this to my lawyer for when they come to take me away to horny jail.
anyway cheers to posting fic on tumblr again because somebody around here needs to start clogging the mb tag
Life was slowly returning to normal after the fateful S tournament where Langa had thoroughly whooped Ainosuke’s ass at his own game and Kaoru came out the other end seriously injured.
He had sustained a sprained ankle, a minor concussion, and the big one: a hairline fracture to his wrist.
He’d been lucky enough through the years to be a skilled and precise enough skater to avoid most injuries that would impede his work, but his luck had to run out eventually. Kaoru was honestly surprised it took even this long. He was not immune to bailing every once in a while.
But now his skating had massively affected his income for the first time in his entire adult life. It was a good thing he was self-employed and in an artistic profession where he could make his own rules and use art block as an excuse to push a deadline a little, but it didn’t stop him from feeling uncomfortable with it.
His injuries on the other hand, were harder to explain away when they were so visible. He had to come up with an excuse at some point, and for someone with as much pride and poise as Kaoru, a nasty spill down the stairs was simply not a believable reason.
So, he told the truth. At least, as much of it as he was comfortable telling. He fell off a skateboard. Whether they inferred that he was a novice and simply trying to entertain one of his young relatives was none of his concern. They could think what they like.
He would’ve rather said that he’d gotten hit by a car, but it would surely look suspicious if he wasn’t involved in any kind of investigation or trial afterwards. Best to stick as close to the real story as possible and let people draw their own conclusions.
People were surprisingly generous with him during his time of injury. Maybe he shouldn’t have been surprised, but his clientele always struck him as being fairly rigid. That’s why he took out all of his piercings and did his best to compartmentalize the different areas of his life. The resistance he was expecting to be met with when he was forced to push back dates for demonstrations and signing events was practically non-existent.
These things happen, they would say, as if he wasn’t a twenty-something year old professional admitting to falling off a skateboard. The reactions had him questioning whether or not he needed to be so cautious with his presentation and reputation after all.
There were too many things going on in his life that he was second-guessing now. Nothing was what it seemed to be anymore and he’s not entirely sure what to make of it. Kaoru spent so much time doing calculations, statistics, risk assessments, and not even the data could support the litany of weird shit he was enduring the past few months.
He really had come to terms with the fact that he was always going to be a little bit in love with Kojiro. He was always the nurturing sort, but he’d never gotten to experience it to that degree before. They spent every waking hour together for three whole weeks and somehow hadn’t killed each other yet.
Kaoru knew he was a needy person, and a jealous one at that. If he took it out on Kojiro unnecessarily sometimes, he was met with retaliation, and rightly so. He just couldn’t help himself. Kojiro could slut himself out to whoever he chose, but Kaoru would be damned if any of those women received the five-star treatment from Kojiro that he got.
No one could rile Kojiro up like he could. No one could critique Kojiro’s cooking like he could. No one could understand Kojiro like he could. Sure, they may have his bed for a night if they were lucky, but Kaoru held onto Kojiro’s heart with a vice grip and wouldn’t relinquish it for anything.
If Kaoru was going to be forced to live a life without enduring romance or marriage, he would make sure Kojiro was too. They were in this together, god dammit, they had been since they were in fucking kindergarden. They’ve done everything together for decades, that wasn’t about to change.
Maybe it wasn’t the best mentality for him to have, actually he knew it wasn’t, but he couldn’t exactly talk himself out of his own feelings. Lord knows he’s tried to do that enough times over the years. A crush on his straight best friend and the biggest fuckboy in town. It was so embarrassing.
It was honestly kind of sick, this game that he’s been playing with Kojiro in his own mind. Maybe he just liked the thrill of the chase or always wanted things he couldn’t have and wouldn’t even know what to do if he got what he wanted, but these thoughts remained in the back of his mind throughout the years and all their petty squabbles. Life changes, but Kojiro never does.
He really needed to be less selfish. It’s not as though he deserved Kojiro’s kindness. The man has surely spent an ungodly amount of money throughout the years just to feed him. He probably writes it off as a business expense on his taxes, the damned fool.
“You’re my taste tester,” Kojiro rationalized. “I shamelessly use your discerning palette and instead of paying you in money, you would rather be paid in carbonara. You’re doing me a service.”
He’d do him a service alright. Glorious idiot.
It was a special kind of torture sharing space with him for so long. Waking up to breakfast in bed, afternoons spent doing nostalgia rewatches of their favorite stupid childhood shows, elaborate dinners, being bathed by him. It was… intimate. There really was no other word for it. Every night they parted ways after Kojiro had diligently washed his hair and dragged a soapy cloth across his back, every night he expected the tension to get the better of them, and every night Kojiro eased Kaoru into bed and excused himself to the couch.
And that was it. The cast and splint came off and Kojiro went home. His entire routine had been disrupted now. He had gotten used to all of the attention and care. And they still hadn’t killed each other. That part continued to baffle him. He didn’t feel smothered. Kojiro wasn’t sick to death of his neurotic behavior. If anything, he felt closer to Kojiro than ever before. It was like there was a seismic shift in the earth under him and he was, what? Expected to go back to how things were before? Fat chance.
He was able to repeat the same movements as before, going to Sia la Luce after he finished up with clients for the day, going to S together, working on improvements for Carla well into the night before passing out under the kotatsu. But something was missing. Big surprise, it was Kojiro. He hardly needed Carla to spell that one out for him.
It’s later than usual by the time he arrives at Sia la Luce, the lights in the dining room are already off, save for the ones above the counter he’s claimed as his own. The door is unlocked, but Kojiro is nowhere in sight.
He wanders into the kitchen to see if there’s something in the cooler worth raiding, but he finds his best friend casually sitting on the floor.
“Oh, hey. Sorry, I didn’t hear you come in,” Kojiro brings the bottle of whatever he’s drinking up to his mouth.
“That’s alright, I was overstepping my boundaries anyway.”
Kojiro lets out a thunderous laugh. “I hardly have boundaries when it comes to you, but good of you to own up to it.”
“Shut up, asshole,” he laughs. It’s a bit awkward. They need to have a serious conversation for once, and they both know it. “By the way, I... wanted to thank you.” Kaoru avoided his gaze, weight shifting between his feet.
Kojiro simply stared, not sure he was hearing that correctly. Kaoru continued, “For taking care of me.”
That seems to please him. “Somebody’s gotta do it. Not like Carla can carry you to bed.”
“Oh, fuck off. I’m trying to be nice.”
“You could certainly stand to do it more often, considering how much I feed you.”
Kaoru smiles softly, gaze dropping to his feet. “What are you doing on the floor anyway?”
“Having a beer, obviously. Want one?” Kaoru shook his head, moving to join him on the floor. He continued, “It was just a long day. Feet hurt.”
“Chairs too sophisticated for neanderthals now?” It almost sounded like a pet name.
“Is work going alright? How’s your wrist?”
“I’m fine, Kojiro. You don’t need to worry after me, you know.”
“Somebody should.” His answering smile is almost sad.
Silence fell heavily between them. Carla could never give him this. Ainosuke certainly never did. It was just Kojiro. Always Kojiro. “Would it be weird to say that I miss you?”
“I hope not, because I miss you too.”
“We should do something. See a movie, maybe.”
“We should. A movie sounds great actually, there’s one I was kinda wanting to see.” Kojiro pulls his phone out and is looking up showtimes, forwarding him a link to the trailer as he goes. It doesn’t look half bad for an action movie. It looks fun and fairly mindless, as they tend to be.
It’s a bit late and they’ve missed the last showing of the night, but they make a plan to go tomorrow. They settle back into their companionable, if slightly awkward, silence. Kojiro nurses his beer and Kaoru steals glances at his large hands, veiny and strong. His motions are not his own as he reaches for one and holds their palms up together, noting the difference in size.
Kojiro’s hands have always been a morbid fascination of his. He just likes to suffer, apparently. They’re large, but dextrous, with a couple prominent veins down the back. There’s some hair there now, not much, but it certainly wasn’t there when they were younger. What’s always been there is the smattering of freckles. Loathe as he is to admit it, he loves when Kojiro gets really tan and the freckles come out even more.
Kojiro’s hands have a couple burns on them and are a bit calloused from all the cooking and skating and working out. It almost makes him wish his own hands had half as much character. They’re soft and slender, not even particularly masculine, just generic. The only noteworthy thing about his hands is what they’re able to create.
Perhaps in this moment, he could use his hands to express the depth of his feelings to Kojiro. Something to avoid having to say it out loud.
Kojiro is watching their hands with rapt attention, his eyes soft but… pained? Before Kaoru can get the wrong idea about Kojiro rejecting him in that moment, he finds their fingers laced together. He’s never felt so warm.
“Kaoru…”
His face is so close. Kaoru can feel his warm breath on his cheek. He can feel his own blush. He dares a look into Kojiro’s eyes and finds everything he could’ve ever hoped for, but was too scared to imagine.
“Are you sure you don’t have a concussion?” Kojiro’s voice lowered to a hoarse whisper.
“Positive.”
Kojiro’s hand was in his hair, bringing him close to brush their lips together, breathing him in before sealing his mouth over his. A pathetic noise rose from Kaoru’s chest, barely escaping his throat. Kojiro wanted to swallow it. Their hands were everywhere, tangled in hair, tracing along faces, scrambling at arms and shoulders.
They kiss just long enough for reality to sink in, pulling back with startled gasps.
He supposes astonishment is the best adjective to describe the look Kojiro gives him now. His own expression surely isn’t much different. But Kojiro raises their entwined hands to his mouth and presses a soft kiss to the back of his hand.
“Are you hungry,” he asks, as if they haven’t just crossed a line they hadn’t dared tread in the twenty years they’ve known each other. Kaoru nods slowly before letting his forehead rest against Kojiro’s.
“I’ll make your favorite,” his voice is a low rumble, sending shivers down Kaoru’s spine. Kojiro’s knees give an ominous crack when he rises from the floor, making him groan and Kaoru chuckle quietly.
“We’ll see who’s laughing when you get carpal tunnel. Don’t forget you’re next, pinky,” his smile is more disarming than ever, with hand outstretched to assist him off the floor. Kaoru takes the proffered hand, but not without getting in a jibe of his own.
“Maybe if you spent a little less time doing squats…”
“Don’t pretend like you’re not checking out my ass.” Kojiro’s laugh is thunderous when he sees Kaoru floundering for a comeback, knowing he’s been busted.
The rest of the evening passes without any more shocking revelations. Mostly it’s just… normal. There might be marginally less bite to their bickering and the glances they exchange might be a bit more tender, but it’s far from unusual. It’s familiar, and he knows that he’s safe, no matter what that kiss will mean for their relationship when tomorrow comes.
He waits next to the front door while Kojiro finishes locking up. The night air is crisp, the breeze cool instead of warm – a sign that the weather is about to turn from scorching heat to mild and temperate. They may not have seasons in the traditional sense, but it’s not as though it can be hot all the time.
Kojiro walks him home, gentleman that he is. Kaoru would read into it if this wasn’t already part of their routine. A routine they’re so entrenched in that they part ways with a “see you tomorrow” and a friendly wave. No fanfare, no trepidatious kiss to the cheek, nothing.
It’s disappointing really.
He’s mostly on autopilot as he readies himself for bed, thoughts consumed by what tomorrow might bring, mixed in with visions of that tender kiss. His toothpaste foams at the corner of his mouth and the blush sits high on his cheeks. He looks insane.
What kind of giddy teenager has he turned into? He’s a grown man , he should not be so affected by a simple kiss that happened an hour and a half ago.
He hunkers down into his futon and tries to shake it off.
His dreams are of crimson eyes, so soft, and lips that are even softer.
*****
They decide to just meet up at the movie theater since Kojiro bought their seats ahead of time. He tried to pay him back, but Kojiro refused.
God, it was like a real date and they were fighting over the stupid check.
He’s wearing pants for a change. Well, they’re still hakama, he isn’t being too adventurous, but he did pair it with a black halter top. He really ought to wear these pants more. They’re a light sage green color and decorated with small white flowers. He knows they look good with his hair and the fabric feels downright sensual against his skin.
When Kojiro rounds the corner, he doesn’t spot Kaoru right away, giving him a chance to drink his fill of the sight of him. He’s got his black bomber on this time, the one with the leather sleeves that he typically only wears for special occasions.
He’s so fucked.
When they do finally lock eyes, Kojiro’s entire face lights up and strides over to meet him. He does not miss the appreciative way he looks Kaoru up and down. He shifts on his feet, unaccustomed to Kojiro being so brazen with him.
“You look great!” He’s honestly such a child, he’s so giddy. It’s charming as hell.
They head into the theater, making small talk along the way. It’s not often they have time off that lines up, but Kojiro closes early on Sundays and doesn’t reopen until Tuesday.
Kojiro spent his day tidying up around the house and planning menus. Kaoru mostly spent his day fussing over his hair and worrying about tonight, not that he would divulge that particular bit to Kojiro. Instead, he claims to have spent his afternoon tending to Carla’s operating system. If Kojiro sees through the lie, he doesn’t say anything.
They’re early enough that the trailers haven’t started yet, so Kojiro stands in line to get them snacks while Kaoru uses this opportunity to visit the restroom. When he emerges, he finds Kojiro leaning just a tad too far over the counter, talking conspiratorially to the snack counter girl. Before he has the chance to get upset though, Kojiro waves him over with a grin so dopey that it rivals one of the seven dwarves.
Kojiro hands him the sour candies he favors so much and pushes off from the counter. He’s got his own popcorn in one hand and the other draped casually over his shoulders as he walks them to their seats.
“Who was that,” Kaoru inquired, hopefully not sounding too jealous.
“Oh, that was one of Rini’s old friends! Haven’t seen her since she was like eleven years old!”
Rini was one of Kojiro’s younger sisters. He hopes his sigh of relief isn’t too noticeable.
They settle into their seats while Kojiro rambles on about Rini’s friend and how she’s getting ready to graduate and move to Tokyo, where Rini has been for the past year. The way Kojiro talks about the people in his family and their circle around them has always left Kaoru jealous. Not in the sense that he wants to be the only one in Kojiro’s life, but wishing he had something like that to call his own.
His parents weren’t exactly the warm and nurturing type, often keeping Kaoru at a distance. No matter how hard he rebelled as a teenager, nothing seemed to make them pay attention. They’d pay for anything else though: toys, skateboards, a car, tuition. Anything to get him off their back.
It had to be why he gravitated towards Kojiro so much. Just being in the Nanjo house, crowded and messy though it often was, there was love and family to be found there.
Kaoru really needed to get a grip. It’s not like Kojiro would be flirting with someone while they’re literally on a date. If that’s what this even is. Surely it must be. The movie plans predicated the kiss, but it was a pretty straight fucking line from A to B. There was definitely a charged undercurrent to this little outing.
Kaoru squirms in his seat, sneaking glances over at Kojiro’s form next to him. Don’t ask him what’s going on in the movie because all he knows is that Kojiro’s body language is open, but his hands are clutching his popcorn container. He offers it to Kaoru wordlessly, getting in his space and leaning over the armrest. He allows himself to indulge, but it’s not the popcorn he indulges in, it’s Kojiro’s proximity.
They remain close for the rest of the movie, still in their own seats and occasionally shifting to a more comfortable position, but their bodies lean towards each other like magnets. Sometimes Kojiro will whisper something to Kaoru and earn them a shush from someone behind them, making Kaoru outright giggle.
Everything is always funnier when you’re not supposed to be talking or laughing. It reminds him of high school, though usually he was the one getting Kojiro into trouble rather than the other way around.
Life has changed around them. They’re practically whole new people now, but through all their evolutions, they can’t shake each other. They always go together, balancing each other out perfectly.
He wonders if this new development of their relationship will throw a wrench into it all. Much as he wants this, he doesn’t know what he’d do without Kojiro. That’s his best friend. No one in the world knows him better. Maybe they’ll be okay.
In fact, he’s all but sure of it now.
The credits come sooner than either of them expects, and they slowly put themselves to rights and clean up their trash. They wander lazily towards the exit, probably holding up the people behind them.
It’s warmer outside than it was the previous night. The breeze blows through his hair, and it has Kaoru feeling wistful. He takes in a deep breath and looks up at the stars. Neither of them has anything left to say, really. They just stand there in companionable silence, wondering what comes next.
Kaoru looks over to Kojiro, and you’d think he never looked away from the sky for how starry his gaze looks. Kojiro steps close, gingerly tucking a loose hair back behind Kaoru’s ear. He has to take a steadying breath.
“Why don’t you stay at mine tonight,” Kojiro asks.
Unsure whether his voice will come out normal or not, he gives only a curt nod. “I brought the bike,” Kaoru gestures to the Carla motorcycle, trying to get his blush under control, “it’s right over there.”
Kojiro climbs on the back of the bike, legs spread wide and inviting. Kaoru slides between him and the handlebars, turning the ignition. Kojiro lets his hands fall to Kaoru’s waist and he scooches himself even further up. If he feels like he’s being smothered now, he has no idea how he’s going to make it through the rest of the night. The engine roars to life, creating encouraging vibrations beneath them.
Kaoru’s sense of urgency to get them back to Kojiro’s place is only heightened when his hands creep up his ribcage and back down to his hips. They get stopped by a light and Kojiro takes his opportunity to pull Kaoru’s hips even further into his own and drop a hot kiss to where his neck meets his shoulder.
The sound of the bike drowns out much of the obscene moan he lets out, for which he is grateful. They need to get home now.
They’re only a block or so away and Kojiro’s forehead is pressed between his shoulder blades as he tries to calm his breathing.
What feels like mere moments later, he pulls up outside Kojiro’s building and kills the engine. For all the build up, the two are frozen in place, still slotted against each other. This is it. Kojiro steps off the bike first, his hand coming into Kaoru’s line of vision. Their eyes connect and Kaoru can’t help but smirk. Kaoru puts his hand in Kojiro’s and lets himself be pulled from the bike. He doesn’t let go of Kojiro’s hand, even as he fishes through his pockets for his keys.
Once they finally make it into Kojiro’s apartment, they’re immediately reaching for each other. The kiss is explosive and they greedily paw at each other’s clothes. Kojiro’s jacket doesn’t even make it past the genkan. Kaoru’s hakama are hastily discarded so Kojiro can hoist him into the air, legs wrapping around his bulky frame. He sucks relentlessly on Kojiro’s lips and tongue, digging his fingers into his shoulders.
The pleased noises Kojiro makes are sure to haunt his dreams for the rest of his life. Kojiro steers them into his bedroom, dropping Kaoru gracelessly onto the bed. He wriggles out of his jeans and Kaoru grabs a fistful of his shirt, yanking him down on top of him.
They kiss and kiss and kiss, rolling and writhing together, not an inch of space between them.
Kaoru grabs two handfuls of his plump ass, grinding their hips together in a way so filthy that it has Kojiro practically choking for air. “Kaoru, fuck.” They’re both so hard, panting so heavily into each other’s mouths and they haven’t even gotten to the main event. Kojiro extracts himself from Kaoru long enough to grab the condoms and lube from his side table. Kaoru takes the moment to adjust his ponytail higher on his head and snatches the supplies right from Kojiro’s hands.
“Lay down,” his tone leaves no room for argument and Kojiro scrambles up to the headboard to heed him. “Good boy,” he praises before peeling him out of his boxer briefs and taking every impressive inch of him into his mouth.
He doesn’t even ease Kojiro into it, he’s too greedy. He’s immediately taking him all the way to the back of his throat and hollowing out his cheeks, groaning at the taste.
“Jesus fuck, Kaoru, take it easy,” he cries out, head thrown back. “I’m gonna blow my load before we even get to it.”
“Don’t tell me that your reputation is all bullshit.”
“Hey, give me a break! I’ve waited a long time for you, okay,” he runs his fingers through the ends of Kaoru’s ponytail.
“I’d hardly call that ‘waiting,’ you slept with everyone who fluttered their eyelashes in your direction.” Kaoru rips at the condom package and rolls it on, firmly placing the bottle of lube into Kojiro’s hand. He swings a leg over him, straddling his hips with another filthy grind.
“Of course you even wanna fight during sex,” he laughs into Kaoru’s mouth, pulling him down for a kiss, “can’t believe I expected anything less.”
“Yeah, shame on you,” Kaoru slips his tongue into Kojiro’s open mouth as he sinks a slick finger into his ass. The pressure punches a sharp moan from him, but he quickly relaxes into it, rocking his hips back into Kojiro’s hand.
Kaoru spends the next minutes sucking at every bit of skin he can get his mouth on. He wants to devour Kojiro, leave him without a shadow of a doubt who he belongs to. Kaoru drags the flat of his tongue over one of Kojiro’s nipples, keeping direct eye contact and giving it a few more kitten licks until Kojiro is a restless mess beneath him. He finally, finally sinks back onto Kojiro’s fat cock with a firm nip to his chin. He sits back on his haunches with a luxuriant roll of his neck. He can practically feel him in his throat. “Fuck, you’re huge.”
“God, Kaoru, you can’t say stuff like that,” he is clearly fighting for his life down there, “not if you want me to last.”
Kaoru can’t help but chuckle darkly, “Come on, big boy, I know you can do better than that.” Kojiro thrusts up harshly in retaliation. He takes that as an invitation to start moving, swiveling his hips, grinding down and getting used to the feeling of Kojiro inside of him. Kojiro presses his fingers into the meat of his thighs harshly as they sink into a rhythm.
“Fuck, baby, you feel so good,” Kojiro praises.
He wonders how many people he’s called that.
Maybe they should be going slower. Really relishing in the fact that they’re finally doing this after all this time.
Fuck that actually. They’ve waited long enough. They have all the time to go slow later. Now? Now they can be rabid and ravenous, biting and grabbing at each others’ flesh. That’s more their style anyway.
Kojiro throws his head back with a delicious groan. Kaoru only picks up the pace, riding him like it’s his fucking job.
“Kaoru, Kaoru, Kaoru…”
God, he could get used to this. He intends to get used to this, to Kojiro’s enormous body entwined with his, warming his bed, his moans, making his eyes roll back in his head just like that.
Kaoru whips his hair to the other shoulder and brings their mouths together again, panting heavily into each other’s mouths, touching foreheads damp with sweat.
“Kaoru… I’m not gonna last, Kaoru.”
He pours a kiss into his mouth. “Give it to me, Koji. Cum.”
He does what he’s told for a change. Liquid white heat runs through his body and seeps into his veins. Kaoru comes long and thick on Kojiro’s heaving chest, having an out-of-body experience or maybe ascending to a higher state of being.
He watches himself take one slender finger and drag it through his mess.
He marks Kojiro with a singular kanji, drawing it right there on his chest.
Mine.
Mine.
It’s so base of him. And certainly petty. He watches understanding dawn on Kojiro’s face and he worries he’s gone too far.
No. He needs to know.
“No one else.” He leaves no room for argument.
“There never was anyone who could live up to you anyway.” Kojiro agrees all the same, tucking a loose strand of pink hair back behind Kaoru’s ear.
He relaxes and drapes himself along Kojiro’s side, legs still tangled together. Their breathing slowly returns to normal and Kaoru can’t help but smell him. He needs to burn this into his memory in every conceivable way.
Kojiro shifts like he means to get up and start cleaning them off, but Kaoru grips his large bicep and effectively pins him with his gaze.
They can clean up in the morning. For now, they just let it sink in.
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sparrowmoth · 2 years
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B, C, D AND J <33
@reckless-rider Thank you, hun!! 💖
B - A pairing–platonic, romantic or sexual–that you initially didn’t consider, but someone changed your mind.
Hmmmm, the biggest one has gotta be Twisted Wonderland’s Jamil and Vil as best friends, which is something I’d probably never have considered if it weren’t for my lovely friend @moorsgrimhilde. I’m obsessed with Jamil and she’s obsessed with Vil so we just started talking about what their friendship might look like one day and we never stopped because they’re so!!! Amazing!! Like, they actually have so much more in common than you’d think at a glance and they really SEE each other. I love their dynamic so much. I feel so strongly about the power of their friendship dajkgjskdg
C - A ship you have never liked and probably never will.
As far as SK8 goes, Adam/Kaoru, but make that “probably” a definitely because I don’t think he deserved Kaoru even in their teen years. I acknowledge Kaoru having a very obvious crush on him in that era, but I don’t believe it was requited love. If they dated at all, I imagine it was a toxic, if not outright abusive, relationship.
There’s a clear shift in Kaoru’s personality between his teen and adult years and while some of that can be attributed to him “growing up,” I headcanon that he was deeply hurt by Adam ditching him and Kojiro, only for his abandonment issues to be further exacerbated by Kojiro going abroad not so long after; in an effort to protect himself, I think he closed up emotionally (or at least he tried to; unfortunately for him, Kojiro knows exactly how to press his buttons, which keeps him from bottling everything up to the point where he explodes).
I digress, but the point is I don’t think Adam gives a single fuck about Kaoru’s feelings and, if he ever did at all, it was still always second to his own. Not a ship I’m ever getting on board with, suffice to say.
D - A pairing you wish you liked but just can’t.
Hmmmm, my mind goes to Descendants for this one… I wish I liked the OT5 of Core Four + Ben because that’s a seemingly popular ship with some well written fics for it, but… I just always find myself checking out when Ben’s overly involved. I don’t dislike him as a character, per se, I’m just apathetic. He’s a very specific character type I feel like I’ve seen a lottttt (too much) of in media and so idk, no matter how well written he is in the story, my brain says nope, don’t care, scrolling on.
J - Name a fandom you didn’t think about until you saw it all over Tumblr. (You don’t have to care about it or follow it; it just has to be something that Tumblr made you aware of.)
ANIMORPHS. My absolute MOST formative childhood media that I absolutely did not expect to have a fandom in the year of our lord 2022 and yet I JUST got a blazed post about yeerks which is so fucking funny and I’m living for it. I don’t actually follow the fandom (as much as Animorphs remains forever dear to my heart), but the fact that it exists? Amazing. Fantastic. Love to see it.
A - Z Fandom Asks
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captivemuses · 1 year
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💭 how cherry sees joe now compared to how he viewed him as a teen
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𝓗𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓬𝓪𝓷𝓸𝓷𝓼 — send 💭 + a topic to receive a headcanon about said topic.
        Even though Kaoru has always been closer to Kojiro than any other person he’s known in his life, the need to keep Kojiro by his side is even stronger now at twenty six than it was even at seventeen when they already had over a decade of friendship under their belt. At seventeen the teenagers felt invincible and felt like nothing would ever separate any of them. 
        But then Kojiro went to another country and Kaoru had to deal with the loneliness that came with being alone in Japan with nothing to do but throw himself in to coding Carla and building up his calligraphy business; it only just barely kept Kaoru going while he waited for Kojiro to come home. Before Kojiro went to Italy, Kaoru honestly thought nothing would separate them for a substantial amount of time and even after Adam ran off to America, Kaoru was still convinced that Kojiro would always be a consistent person by his side. 
        Absense definitely made Kaoru’s attachment to Kojiro even stronger, once Kojiro came back to Japan permanently Kaoru definitely stuck even tighter to his best friends side again for awhile just to qwell his own anxiety that’d emerged while by himself. Seeing Kojiro’s habits of flirting with women definitely made Kaoru jealous and solidified his desire to be the only person by his side in that way.
        As soon as Kojiro came back and things could go back to normal and it really sank in for Kaoru that they were adults now and they were all grown up and Kojiro was fully realized both physically and professionally starting his career as a chef, it changed Kaoru’s perception a little from just ‘I want my best friend in my life’ to ‘I want my best friend right by my side for me to hold onto’ and his feelings for Kojiro were realized and acknowledged by that point.
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I could definitely see momoe being intersex! It definitely happens to where ppl dont even know about it or realize it! I like this headcanon for her, a little light in the darkness. ☺️
My thoughts on the show though...oh man. They are very negative so I'm sorry. 😫 You don't have to read it all if you don't want to. Warnings ahead for mentions of child abuse and suicide:
In a nutshell it's some kind of preachy anti-suicide propaganda piece, and it goes about its message in such a weirdly perverse and victim-blamey way. It's also sexually charged in a rly low-key way where it's romanticizing the way these children are crushing on and/or being abused by adult men. Ah I can't articulate it properly but it comes off as so sinister in its intention and it's easy to miss, *especially* for the target audience of, well, 14-year-old girls.
The end was so nonsensical that I can barely even remember what happened, but by that time I was already so upset about Frill and realizing what the show's message truly was that I don't think I was even registering what little plot that show had to give.
Also, as a trans boy myself, I have mixed feelings about Kaoru, but I don't think I'll ever watch the show a second time to let those thoughts fully form.
i just finished the last episode (without the extras) and im gonna be real with u i didn't understand it at all 💀
i see your point and i agree, especially with the last wonder egg & the whole thing with ai's/koito's teacher. i got the ick really quickly but the 1st real nail was the fact that he painted an "adult" version of ai and called it beautiful/gorgeous etc (and said she'd look like her mother, WITH WHOM HE IS IN A RELATIONSHIP......) and i thought it would be addressed later on, but they just. dropped that and then made it worse by saying that in a parallel universe she confessed to him and that he was her first love. without it being weird somehow idk. not to mention how breezily they hypothetized that he could've abused koito hello..... however ill give them the benefit of the doubt for that since it was a discussion between 4 teen girls and one of them did step up. even tho she just stepped up to defend her uncle. oh well.
i think i see their point in the way that teenagers sometimes get attached to their teachers, but it's the teachers' responsibility to draw a FIRM boundary and that guy clearly didn't with neither ai nor koito. im also quite unsatisfied about how his relationship with koito remained vague till the end of the main show (can't say abt the extras)
overall i still enjoyed watching it and got attached to the girls, but it really went sideways with the episodes 10-12. not really sure how i feel about the frill situation which frustrates me to NO END bc i literally started watching it for her </3 anyway
kaoru is... an extremely unimportant character, barely one episode etc and his trauma (and the trauma of all the wonder eggs tbh) was basically overlooked, which is also why im desperately clinging to the queer momoe hc. also disappointed bc he really deserved. so much more.
ANYWAY i was 0% ready for the last 3 episodes, and idk if ill watch the extras bc that was really weird and rushed. i feel like they should've explored some stuff way more, specifically around frill and how she's linked to what's happening. plus her motives etc, bc at the end of the day it's up to interpretation but like so vague i can't even really think of smth that would fully make sense
so, yea. imo amazing start but some very important things were left out (which sucks bc as u said the target audience is teenagers) and glazed over when it could've been an opportunity to point out how fucking WEIRD and dangerous some teachers are and the end was kinda fucked.
in conclusion. hoshiai no sora is better
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koifishart · 4 months
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Ok...
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Most of you wanted Koi on Tumblr 🤔 I'll think about it somehow, to not to lose anything...maybe a pinned post with chapter list? Yeah...that should be good.
And, as a second, I'll add it on AO3 (Archive of our own).
I must to say, that Koi Fish is +18 fanfiction 🤷🏽‍♀️ from the beginning. Well, i suppose it's nothing unusual, since one of main characters is a Yakuza Boss, right 🙈
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So... Please wait a bit till publication and I Hope you'll like my story with beloved huge brutal bear and that little rascal on his lap 🤭❤️💜❤️💜
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“I really appreciate the amount of work that Nyalter and Tomoko put into helping me raise my kids. It’s nice to have friends, isn’t it?”
((Some headcanons about Seiko’s kids and how Nyalter interacts with them. Largely done in a loose format because I’m too busy having fun with big dumb mutons.))
Seiko has two kids, both of whom are still in primary school. The older one is a boy, Kaoru, and the younger one is a girl, Mizuki. Both of them get along quite well with her and with Nyalter and Tomoko. Although she tries not to, Seiko often ends up spoiling them and giving in to their demands. The fact that Nyalter and Tomoko can cover for her sometimes in terms of funds doesn’t help...
Because Kaoru still remembers his father’s death fairly well, he’s still processing and getting over it. A lot of people told him that now that his father is dead, it’s up to him to be the man of the household. Seiko thinks he’s way too young for it, but he still tries. Unfortunately (or perhaps fortunately) for him, Nyalter and Tomoko seem to manage that role a little better than he does. Kaoru is easily influenced by his peers, so he’ll often end up picking up on fads and trends at school.  Nyalter is extra careful around him since she doesn’t want to end up becoming his first crush, she’s aware that he’s starting to get close to puberty. Because he likes to play cool and Tomoko is quite stoic and deadpan about a lot of things, Kaoru used to think that she’s some sort of superhero in disguise. While he ‘officially’ accepts that she’s just his mother’s coworker and childhood best friend, he still can’t help but wonder if she’s various ‘cool’ things. Lately, because of a manga he’s been interested in, he likes to imagine that Tomoko is secretly some sharpshooting assassin who’s a normal person by day but fights secret alien invaders by night.
Mizuki is a little too young to remember her father well, but she’s still sad that he’s gone. She’s old enough to remember that someone who was always doting on her and always a steady presence in her life suddenly vanished, and she was old enough to understand the concept of death at the time. Mizuki takes a lot of interest in her mother’s cosmetics, so Nyalter and Tomoko also spend time teaching her about them. Despite her youth and inexperience, she’s been a fast learner in that area. In fact, she’s quite good at picking up new skills, and does well in school. Mizuki seems to believe that Tomoko and Nyalter are her mother’s relatives, and she calls them both ‘aunty’, much to their bemusement. Unfortunately, thanks to Nyalter, Mizuki has picked up quite a sweet tooth, and she often ends up asking her mother for sweet foods. She’s the main reason they usually end up having unhealthy sweet cereal for breakfast... along with the fact that Seiko doesn’t always have time to make breakfast.
Both Nyalter and Tomoko find themselves spending no small amount of time with Seiko’s kids. She trusts them enough to let them take charge sometimes; occasionally, she’ll get one of them to mind her house while she’s at work, if her schedule isn’t too convenient. Tomoko tends to leave it to Nyalter; she thinks that Nyalter’s more suited to looking after kids, and can project the right degree of warmth mixed with sternness. Whenever she is put in charge, she handles it in her usual phlegmatic and measured way. She can be firm sometimes, so the kids know not to push their luck with her... but she’s fair most of the time and will prefer to calmly analyse a situation before assigning blame and a scolding.
By comparison, although she rarely shows it, Nyalter often panics a lot when dealing with Seiko’s kids. She’s a fairly carefree and lazy person, so having to be a responsible adult and do responsible adult things is difficult for her. She cares a lot of about children in general, so there’s lots of internal pressure for her to do her best. However, despite her general slovenly attitude towards a lot of things, she’s surprisingly good at cooking (or at least, as good as she can be with a prosthetic) and her housekeeping skills, while often unused, are pretty good. She’s good at minding the kids. She’s also pretty athletic for someone who’s main hobby consists of slouching in front of a computer and eating snacks, so she’s always ready to tussle and roll around in the grass at the park.
Out of the two, Nyalter’s more likely to readily volunteer for it, and will often end up staying over at Seiko’s house afterwards. However, since she can drive and owns a car, Tomoko is able to show up faster at moment’s notice. Sometimes she’ll prefer to just drop Nyalter off at Seiko’s house instead and go home or go do something else, however.
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“Well... what do you expect? I hardly have the most open welcoming personality. Or at least... not anymore. Nyalter’s more suited to this sort of thing, especially since sometimes watching Seiko’s kids amounts to sitting there and catching up on her stream VODs while making sure they don’t do anything stupid.”
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hostagine · 3 years
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sooo I saw that you wrote how you thought Hikaru would be in college, so adversely, how do you think Kaoru would be in college bc I’m kinda curious?
Ah! Well
Kaoru went to a university in France that specialized in art expression, without Hikaru (he went to somewhere in Italy) and was kind of known for being the quiet and charming guy on campus. Cause he has a really nice smile but keeps to himself most of the time until he kind of... Slowly gains this wacky group of friends. They would invite him to all their activities and genuinely wanted to be friends with him, and he liked being included in a group like that again but personally never felt a huge connection with them. I think people would crush super easily on Kaoru in college too but he'd reject anyone who tried to ask him out.
Kaoru would somehow feel like he wasn't on the right emotional level to be in a relationship. Because he still always thinking about Hikaru. Even though when they decided to go to different universities, Kaoru was the one who put a wall between them.
Hikaru would call, and Kaoru would reply with a text, saying "sorry, I'm busy. 💋" Even though he wasn't lol.
I like the idea of Kaoru taking over Yazuha's company but also branching off of it with his own fashion brand. And becoming a model! In true, I think that's why he wouldn't be in a serious relationship until he was maybe in his early 30s be side he's so busy and involved with his own life, aside from going on casual lunch dates with really popular influencers and is always getting wrapped in in dating rumors. (That Hikaru gets defensive about lol bc how dare they lie about him).
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jubesy · 3 years
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You can't tell me Joe and Cherry didn't visit a winery during one of their vacations. They did the full tour and tasting and then Joe volunteered them for the grape stomping contest (if you squeeze the most juice, you win!) 🍇🍷🥂
Cherry was just buzzed enough to agree (but they had to be on separate teams)
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calico-cats · 3 years
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Self-indulgent SK8 x Fugou Keiji crossover au with matchablossom because I love the opposites-but-have-to-work-together-to-save-the-day duo trope 🍵💥🌸 Click for full-size! Headcanons below the cut:
• Kaoru became a detective because he wanted to look into the mysterious organization "S" and get revenge on ADAM. (How did he become so wealthy? No one knows.)
• Unlike HEUSC, Carla was programmed entirely by Kaoru and so holds no secrets from him. She recognizes all of the nicknames Kaoru gives Kojiro.
• Kojiro used to be be star detective in the department before an accident. He still has not lost his drive to help and protect others, though. Likes to surprise Kaoru with good cooking, and looks after the younger characters.
• Langa is a rookie detective and the rising star in the department. The running gag is that he's always behind on reports because he moved from Canada and hasn't gotten the hang of reading and writing in Japanese yet.
• Miya provides tech and surveillance support during cases (often through a modded Switch console). He knows how to work well with Carla.
• Reki helps Kaoru create and maintain all of the gear they use. He was happy that Kaoru became a detective because he got to meet Langa through Kojiro.
• (The kids are aged up btw so everyone is an adult here.)
• Hiromi still works at a flower shop but somehow gets mixed up in a lot of cases and so becomes an informant of sorts. His shop is frequently used as a meetup spot for everyone.
I'd love to hear any other headcanons if y'all have any, so feel free to reply/reblog and share them!
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━━━━━ ✮ TAG DROP | TSURUMAKI KOKORO
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✮ oh no; i cant stop; i wont stop | ic; tsurumaki kokoro
✮ sorry; i cant let it go; i wont let it go | answered; tsurumaki kokoro
✮ no matter how much i space out; i bump into encounters | musings; tsurumaki kokoro
✮ in spring; in summer; in fall; im stepping out now | aesthetics; tsurumaki kokoro
✮ during day; during night; during morning; im singing so loud | music; tsurumaki kokoro
✮ truly; reality is really stranger than fiction | headcanons; tsurumaki kokoro
✮ of course; i smile with a smile | visuals; tsurumaki kokoro
✮ girls go maniac | crack; tsurumaki kokoro
✮ even during class i unconsciously research musicianship | starter call; tsurumaki kokoro
✮ our beats and minds communicate to each other and we freely enjoy it | plotting call; tsurumaki kokoro
✮ even though we didnt promise so; we unintentionally get together after school | open starter; tsurumaki kokoro
✮ no matter where the place the members are gathered is; its instantly our stage | closed starter; tsurumaki kokoro
✮ adults say so; they say we’ll fail doing only the things we love… | dash comm; tsurumaki kokoro
✮ …but is that true; what will we do | dash games; tsurumaki kokoro
✮ smiles to the world; hello happy world | untold verse; tsurumaki kokoro
✮ well sing a song that will make the whole world smile and well bring the fun to you | main verse; tsurumaki kokoro
✮ blindness; blindness; i want blindness which realizes the only happy truth | bsd verse; tsurumaki kokoro
✮ but ill make sure that we are for real for your name is juliet | tsurumaki kokoro x seta kaoru; amlgmation
✮ if it would please you come with me; throw everything away and well run to the land of the east | tsurumaki kokoro x seta kaoru; oflegends
#✮ oh no; i cant stop; i wont stop | ic; tsurumaki kokoro#✮ sorry; i cant let it go; i wont let it go | answered; tsurumaki kokoro#✮ no matter how much i space out; i bump into encounters | musings; tsurumaki kokoro#✮ in spring; in summer; in fall; im stepping out now | aesthetics; tsurumaki kokoro#✮ during day; during night; during morning; im singing so loud | music; tsurumaki kokoro#✮ truly; reality is really stranger than fiction | headcanons; tsurumaki kokoro#✮ of course; i smile with a smile | visuals; tsurumaki kokoro#✮ girls go maniac | crack; tsurumaki kokoro#✮ even during class i unconsciously research musicianship | starter call; tsurumaki kokoro#✮ our beats and minds communicate to each other and we freely enjoy it | plotting call; tsurumaki kokoro#✮ even though we didnt promise so; we unintentionally get together after school | open starter; tsurumaki kokoro#✮ no matter where the place the members are gathered is; its instantly our stage | closed starter; tsurumaki kokoro#✮ adults say so; they say we’ll fail doing only the things we love… | dash comm; tsurumaki kokoro#✮ …but is that true; what will we do | dash games; tsurumaki kokoro#✮ smiles to the world; hello happy world | untold verse; tsurumaki kokoro#✮ well sing a song that will make the whole world smile and well bring the fun to you | main verse; tsurumaki kokoro#✮ blindness; blindness; i want blindness which realizes the only happy truth | bsd verse; tsurumaki kokoro#✮ but ill make sure that we are for real for your name is juliet | tsurumaki kokoro x seta kaoru; amlgmation#✮ if it would please you come with me; throw everything away and well run to the land of the east | tsurumaki kokoro x seta kaoru; oflegends
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