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egletsfics · 1 year

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Nyan Neko Sugar Highschool - Chapter 7

Chappter 7: Da Neko School Festiaval PART 5: Search 4 TEH TOURŪSU!! (translator note: that means truth!!!!)

Authrs AN: Ohayo minna san! its time 4 another update! Tihs chapters is kinda long but i wanted to fit in everything here so… yah? ^_^'

Disclaimer: Watashi wish I did! :(

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Raku-chan watched the sun slowly set, eventually disappearing under the horizon. She poked the tips of her index fingers together anime-ly as she waited for Hitoshi-san.

Would he show up? He'd gotten the ai letter, right?

Ai no Kami-sama… if watashi's kokoro is pure and true, onegaishimasu… give me a sign that I have not loved in vain! Raku-chan made a desperate prayer. (translaters note: onegaishimasu = please)

It was almost time for the fireworks. And Raku-chan's confession.

Soon, it would all reach its CLIMAX!!!~ UwaaAaAh!!!~

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Meanwhile… Back at teh Takoyaki Taiyaki stand…

Bokutachi-kun slunk into the Takoyaki Taiyaki stand, his groin jiggling slightly like a water bed gently rippling under the hefty girth of a patient from My 600-lb Life.

He had come here in search of his kawaii boyfriend, after finally shaking off the irritatingly tenacious Kaichou-san. That girl seriously needed to learn when to give up. You would have thought she was in love with Bokutachi-kun with how dedicated she was in pursuing him, if not for Bokutachi-kun's relationship with his lovely, sugoiful, kawaii boyfriend Hitoshi-san desu.

Sadly, it seemed like Hitoshi-san was not here. Bokutachi-kun sighed dramatically, turning back to the window from which he had entered in anticipation of once again squeezing his lithe frame and voluminous crotch through the narrow window when he noticed something.

It was pink. It was pretty. And most of all, it was…………………… kawaii.

No, it wasn't Kirby. Or Jigglypuff. Or whatever other pink character you're thinking of.

It was…………………………………………………………………………………………………..

AN AISHITERU LETTERU!!!!!!!?!?!?!?!!!!!!!!!!!!!!????????????1/!!!!!!!!111

His interest piqued, Bokutachi-kun picked up the envelope. He loved snooping through other peoples stuff after all.

But then he noticed something. Written boldly in sparkly kawaii pink glitter glue were the words, "To Hitoshi-san!!! <3 <3 <3"

Bokutachi-kun's eyes narrowed into slits as he connected the dots in his head. Ripping open the envelope, he furiously read the letter and scowled as the situation became sickeningly clear to him.

Somewhere in Neko High School, there was a foolish baka that wanted to steal Hitoshi-san away from him. And if that uppity, absolutely brainless BAKA had the audacity to think that Hitoshi-san would ever have any kimochi feelings for anyone other than his sugoi boyfriend… well, let's just say they wouldn't be doing much thinking after Bokutachi-kun was through with them.

"You bastrad baka… trying to steal WATASHI'S BF?!?!!!!!???!!?!?!?!!!!!!!!11" Bokutachi-kun growled yanderely. "I'll throw you off the school roof be4 you even get the chance to confess ur pathetic little feelings!! NO ONE CAN LOVE HITOSHI_SAN EXCEPT ME!!!!1"

Vengefully flinging the accursed letter on the floor, Bokutachi squeezed himself through the window again with new, murderous intent. As he was halfway out of the window, the door to the Takoyaki Taiyaki stand suddenly flew open!

"YAMATE!" roared a very familiar voice (Translators noet: yamate = stop (idk if i explaned this b4 but WUTEVER LOL!))

It was………………………………………………………………………………………………………………

"Kaichou-san…" Bokutachi snarled through gritted teeth at the annoying Sutudento Counciru Puresidento. "Like a cock dog, you just never die, do you…?"

Kaichou-san frowned. "The proper term is "cocker spaniel." And that analogy doesn't even make sense."

"Nonsense, you're pitiful mortal mind is just two puny and underdeveloped to understand my genius."

"Genius? You didn't even use the correct forms of 'your' and 'too' in that sentence!"

Bokutachi-kun just stared at Kaichou-san with a "stop-before-you-embarass-yourself-even-more-by-being-such-an-insufferable-grammar-nazi-and-unnecessarily-breaking-the-fourth-wall" kind of look. Kaichou-san coughed awkwardly. "Well, anyway, on with my speech…"

"Watashi, the Seito Kaichou of Neko High School, am here to stop you from your dastardly deeds!" Kaichou-san declared. "I heard EVERYTHING you just said about your murderous, yandere desires, and I REFUSE to stand for it!"

"I have no time to play ur stupid games," Bokutachi-kun sneered. "I have important business to attend to. Love rivals to throw off buildings. Hotties to seduce~" He wedged the rest of his bulge — I mean, body — out of the window. "Smell ya later!"

"COME BACK HERE RIGHT THIS INSTANT SO I CAN DISPENSE JUSTICE, U BAKA KUSO YAROU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Kaichou-san lunged for the window, to no avail. Bokutachi-kun had already slipped away. "Gosh darn it to heck! I almost got him that time…" Kaichou-san cursed, shaking her fist angrily.

Collecting herself, she picked up the discarded letter. "Mad Beast Bokutachi said something about the school roof… I'll ambush him there!"

Kaichou-chan immediately ran out of the door… though she was unfortunately headed the exact opposite direction as the school roof.

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Ten minutes later…

"You want to know where the school roof is?"

"Um… yes…"

Dolce-chan stared at Kaichou-san, who had just bashfully asked for directions to the school roof, in disbelief. Was THE Kaichou-san, the legendary Seito Kaichou of Neko High School who had reduced school crime by over 90%, who ruled the school with an iron fist, who had single handedly annihilated the banchous of the 4 Heavenly Gangs when they had attacked Neko High School…

…unable to locate the school roof, which was literally just the top of the school building?

(TRANSLTAOR NOTE: Banchou = gang leader/boss)

"It's… on top of the school building…" Koneko-chan said, echoing Dolce-chan's thoughts. Koneko-chan sounded much more unsure than she normally did after returning from that Takoyaki Taiyaki Stand. Dolce-chan wondered what had happened within the last few hours to shake her normally calm and collected sister so deeply.

"If you need any help getting there, we could go with you," offered Dolce-chan.

Kaichou-san flushed vigorously and shook her head. "N-n-n-no, it's… completely daijoubu! I-I-I'm just… slightly directionally challenged!" (TRANSLATOR NOTE: daijobu = ok)

Dolce-chan shrugged, sweatdropping like in anime. "Well, if you say so…"

"Uh, Kaichou-san?" said Koneko-chan. "While you're there… could you check to see if there's a green haired girl with gray neko ears and purple eyes? She's my… tomodachi, Raku-chan."

"I will try my best. I'm looking for someone too, anyhow," said Kaichou-chan.

"Really?" said Dolce-chan, mildly interested. "Do you want us to keep an eye out for whoever that is as well?"

"No… I'm already fairly sure that he's going to the school roof." Kaichou-san triumphantly brandished a familiar pink envelope. "I even have this Aishiteru Letteru as proof of it! I'll finally hunt down that accursed Mad Beast and deliver DIVINE PUNISHMENT upon him! Justice WILL prevail in the end!"

Dolce-chan's eyes widened. "Mad Beast Bokutachi-kun?!!! What a serious situation."

Koneko-chan's eyes widened too, for a completely different reason. "An Aishiteru Letteru?!!!" she exclaimed, goggling at the letter. "Would it, by any chance, be in a pastel pinku-chan, sakura & strawberry scented envelope with a kawaii red kokoro sticker?!?!?!?!!!!!!!"

Kaichou-chan looked down at the letter and took a tentative sniff, only now just noticing the very specific details. "Indeed, you're right. How did you know all that just from a glance?"

A very, very bad suspicion was beginning to form in Koneko-chan's head. Like Bokutachi-kun, she was starting to put the pieces of the puzzle together, though unlike Bokutachi-kun, she actually had all of the pieces and the puzzle was more like a high quality, hand crafted wooden masterpiece decorated with a beautiful and calming piece of scenery than Bokutachi-kun's cheap, tacky, Walmart-knock off brand, halfway cut cardboard monstrosity with half the pieces missing and the other half refusing to connect with each other without an ungodly amount of bending and forceful shoving. In addition, the picture on Bokutachi-kun's puzzle was a fugly, 6.9 ppi quality minion clipart. Yes the ones from Despicable Me.

Why anyone would make a puzzle of a minion meme, I don't know.

The world may never know.

Anywasy… back 2 teh story!

"Onegaishimasu… may watashi be allowed to examine that letter, Kaichou-dono?" asked Koneko-chan. The quaver in her voice gave away the fear she was desperately trying to conceal with her overly polite responses.

Dolce-chan and Kaichou-san looked at Koneko-chan concernedly, noticing the change.

"Are you okay Koneko-chan?" said Kaichou-san. "As Seito Kaichou, it's my responsibility to ensure the well-being of Neko High School's student population. If you are not feeling well, perhaps you should go see Vet-sensei for a check up."

I thought that Vet-sensei's veterinarian license was revoked after the whole door insurance incident, though… Dolce-chan thought, sweatdropping. What was the door insurance incident, you may ask? Well you see… don't ask questions you're not prepared to handle the answers to.

"Anyway, though, you wanted to see the letter?" Kaichou-san continued, handing the letter over.

Koneko-chan nodded. "Hai… This is the only clue we have right now. I have to know. I have to know the shinjitsu." (TRanslator note shinjitsu = truth)

She took a deep breath. It would be painful, but she had to do this. To find out the truth. To save Raku-chan.

She opened the envelope.

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Koneko-chan took the stairs leading to the school rooftop two at a time, clutching Raku-chan's letter in her hands. She would recognize Raku-chan's curly handwriting anywhere, even if Kaichou-chan didn't.

She willed her legs to go faster, faster, desperate to get to Raku-chan… before it was too late.

Memories flashed through her mind unbidden, a dizzying swirl of flashes of light and color, fragments of smiles, limpid pools of glittering amethyst orbs, the sweet sound of a "nya~ desu!~"

Raku-chan.

Raku-chan!

RAKU-CHAN!

Koneko-chan squeezed her eyes shut and made a prayer, echoing Raku-chan's wish.

Onegaishimasu… onegaishimasu, onegaishimasu…! If you're listening, Ai no Kami-sama…

…please give me the strength to save Raku-chan!!!

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It was the end of the beginning. The beginning of the end.

「Believe that love will lead you to your happy ending.」

Authors An: ARIGATOU GOZAIMASU 4 REAING! Also arigato 2 beta editor chan 4 editing liek usual!

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zoetheduckling · 1 year

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Nyan~ Neko Sugar Girls is a very real anime and you should watch it

#nyan neko sugar girls #Nyan~ Neko Sugar Girls #nnsg #koneko-chan #raku-chan #vet-sama #hitoshi-san #fanart #my art #bokutachi-san #kidnapper-kun

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laios-burger · 9 months

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CRYING

#KIDNAPPER-KUN SEELE #honkai impact #arthur talks

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nnsgsquare-official · 1 year

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MINI UPDATE + SKETCHES

Before anything let me just say how thankful i am of the response to the first part! everyone has been super supportive and is equally excited for the future of this project like I am!

The support really helps me stay motivated drawing, animating, and editing everything for y’all so from the bottom of my heart THANK YOU!!!!

onto the update now:

with part 1 released i’m gonna be starting work on part 2 very soon! as i’ve (probably) mentioned before the turnaround on that should be MUCH quicker than the first part because this doesn’t have nearly as much animation as this first vid! the goal of pt. 2 is to focus more on characters and their responses to Raku now being alive- with some twist and turns in it ^^ Progress shots will be shared as work is being done but not nearly as much as before sadly lol

With all that said, i leave you with some silly lil sketches- hope you enjoy and stay tuned for more ^^

#nnsg #nyan neko sugar girls #nnsg^2 #nyan~ neko sugar girls^2 #fan series #fanart #raku chan #hitoshi san #koneko chan #gaki sempai #vet sama #bokutachi san #kidnapper-kun #geoff nnsg #dolce chan #fanime #sketches #my art

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multipurposetoolguy · 3 months

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i dontwanna talk about it

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tbhkconfessions · 1 year

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"someone asks me about tbhk and I go INSANE. i will not shut up if you ask me about it. you WILL know the lore by the time I’m done. you WILL know every character and their trauma. every time someone irl asks me about tbhk i smile menacingly and giggle deviously" submitted by Anon.

#me when the kidnapper kicks me out of the car for not shutting up about terukane #so normal about them #tbhk #toilet bound hanako kun #tbhk confessions #jibaku shonen hanako kun #jibaku shounen hanako kun #jshk

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calamk1ttyy · 1 year

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me when im addicted to drawing bad nnsg fanart😼😼

#my art #nnsg #nyan neko sugar girls fanart #nyan neko sugar girls #hitoshi san #kidnapper kun #bokutachi kun #nnsg fanart #fanart

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chimielie · 9 months

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my lover, my life, my shawty, my wife

summary: Ushijima x f!Reader. snapshots of eternal youth.

word count: 1.3k

cw: lighthearted manhandling, longterm established relationship ups (and one down), marriage talk and mention of toshi’s parents’ divorce. it’s basically all fluffy and silly tho

a/n: nobody @ me i wrote literally 99% of this a couple weeks ago and just remembered it was in the drafts today i’m working on the promised fics!!! it will just be A While i’m slow okayyy 💘 anyway enjoy some pure ushijima fluff

“Ushiwaka!!!” You shriek, voice breaking with laughter as you slam your hands against his backside. “Put me down, you—you barbarian! Kidnapper! Plunderer!”

He doesn’t say anything, just jostles you gently so your top half (currently upside-down over his broad shoulder) sways while your legs stay firmly in the grip of his arms. You know it’s as close as he’s going to get to a verbal admonishment, your current position already more than enough of an indication that he is fed up with you acting up in a public setting.

“Fine,” you scrunch up your face, sure that he can envision it just the same as you can see in your mind’s eye the near-invisible traces of amusement on his face. “Ugh, you’re going to make me sick. You are so bossy. I can’t believe you think that you can just pick me up and carry me around and tell me what to do. You don’t even say please, you know that?”

He probably gets the idea that he can just pick you up and carry you around and tell you what to do from the ten years that he's been doing all those things, since high school.

You've never gotten sick from being carried like this, either.

“You are bossy,” he says simply in rebuttal. "You say please but you know I'll do whatever it is you want. Even unreasonable things."

"I'm always reasonable," you say. He pats your butt in a way that isn't supposed to be condescending but is. You smack his in return and enjoy the way his back muscles tense up. "Ooh, you've been training your glutes."

He's been doing it in your home gym. You've always been loud about obvious things like this; he doesn't understand it, especially, but he likes it. At first, that had been much of your relationship. You were loud and obvious about your feelings for the up-and-coming teenage ace, and he didn't understand you, but he liked you.

He considers, and then revises his previous thought. He understands you better now. You talk through even things you and he know well because it helps you to process your thoughts, and you are determined to be shocked and delighted by all small things in the world.

"Hello, Bo-kun!" you wave to his teammate. Bokuto, bless him, attempts to bend over upside down to mimic you.

"Hey, Ushijima-san!" Ushijima is lucky that everyone in the facility knows you and you don't have to clarify to any security guards that you aren't in danger, for real. You take offense to the idea that you couldn't win in a fight against him, anyway.

You had been asserting this particular belief, actually, to the rest of the Japanese men’s volleyball team while they stretched post-practice and friends and family were allowed on court to distract them. Atsumu had been egging you on, urging you to try fighting another of the players since he didn’t trust Wakatoshi not to let you win currently. You had rolled up your shirtsleeves when the ace scooped you up and you had, already protesting, waved goodbye to the blond, a huge grin on your face. He had saluted you as you went.

“We’re not married yet,” you say, bonking your forehead into Wakatoshi as he stops short. “You all don't have to keep saying that. Please, call me—”

"Oh, Waka-kun said," Bokuto starts before being cut off.

“We may as well be," Wakatoshi says, turning to face Bokuto (At least turn sideways so I can see, you complain). "It'll happen eventually, so we can start practicing by calling her my wife now."

"What?!" You say. "Don't say things like that. You sound like you like me. Do you like me? Do you want to be more than friends?"

People have always talked about your relationship in begrudging terms. "Oh, opposites attract, I guess..." spoken in a disbelieving and reluctant tone. He understands. Most high school relationships didn't work out. Most people would get frustrated with him and his communication style. Then most long-distance relationships didn't work out. Most young professional athletes wanted to try new things, new people.

Wakatoshi doesn't understand why he would want to try something new when he had something perfectly fine with you. He had said that to you, once, when you were in Sapporo and he in Koganei. You had gotten very quiet for the rest of the call and then remained quiet for two weeks, sending all of his messages to read and calls to voicemail. It had taken a short flight and a shy, quiet apology to right his wrongs. He had known that he would spend the rest of his life with you, he said, forgetting to blink even as you furiously swiped away tears, a month in when you were fifteen. Barely longer than this terrible time you had stopped even fighting with him, just giving up on him. Why would he try anything else when he had never deviated from this path?

But what if you're just not seeing that there might be something better out there for you, you had said, voice angry but face already forgiving. Worse, what if you do see that someday? You’ll get tired of settling.

He had shaken his head. There isn't something better. Please, continue to be patient with me. Your breath had burst out of you in a single sob, and then you were yanking him toward you, ordering him to kiss you so you'd stop crying in front of all the neighbors.

Considering his parents' marriage, one might have thought that he would have more qualms about the concept than he did. You didn't seem interested in pressuring him there, though, and when asked just reminded him that living together long enough would result in common-law marriage anyway, so he just had to tell you if he ever wanted to stop living together. After several years separated and more reunited, he hadn't yet found any desire to do so. He definitely had strong negative feelings about being away from you for extended periods.

He was very lucky that you had chosen a career path which would allow you to travel essentially anywhere with him, find lucrative work anywhere with him. The home gym had actually been your gift to him, from the bank account you didn't share. It was the most thoughtful and horrifyingly expensive gift he had ever received. He had retaliated by hiring your most favored interior designer to rework your apartment into something both sentimentally familiar and not decorated entirely on the whim of two mid-twenty-year-olds. While they worked, he took you on vacation.

"We have to go," Wakatoshi adjusts you in his hold, nodding to his teammate. You’re quiet for a bit, so he puts you down, steadying you by your waist until your head stops swimming.

“You know we have to talk about these things,” you say, looking steadily at him.

“Yes,” he rumbles, considering his words for a moment. “I’ve been thinking about it more often recently. I still don’t feel strongly about the idea of a wedding, but I want you to be my wife. If you want to be.”

Insecurity sparks in him. You enjoyed your friend’s weddings, but perhaps you didn’t want one of your own, or one to him. Perhaps he had crossed a boundary.

“I don’t know,” you tap your lips with a finger, and a weight lifts off his chest when you smile at him. “I’ll see when you ask me. But I want it to be sometime in the future, somewhere more scenic than your athletic facility, okay? With a ring and a sappy speech.”

He smiles, then, his teeth showing. An explosive and momentous display of emotion.

“I’ll be sure to say please.”

#ushijima x reader #ushijima wakatoshi x reader #ushijima fluff #ushiwaka x reader #haikyuu!! x reader #haikyuu x reader #hq x reader #hq!! x reader #haikyuu!! fluff #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu x reader fluff #hq x reader fluff #ushijima wakatoshi x reader fluff #ushijima x reader fluff

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unyandere · 4 months

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Yandere kidnapper x cringe reader who reads THAT kind of fan-fiction - pt. 1

Tw: mdi, yanderish behaviour (kidnapping), mention of omegaverse Fanfictions, mention of NSFW acts, good ending (?)

Part 2

✨Yandere kidnapper who at first kidnapped people for a ransom or to traffic them since he didn’t really have money

✨Yandere kidnapper who was actually planning on kidnapping your bestie to sell her to some of his clients, but, while stalking your friend to decide how and when kidnap her, sees you and his mind gies blank

✨what makes him lose his calm the most is your smile while you talk with your friend… You have such cute expressions and from now on he wants to be the cause of all your happiness

✨at first he just steals some of your clothes and uses them to please himself while thinking about your smile, but it’s not enough

✨So… He kidnaps you

✨When he brings you on the van you’re first surprised, then your mind decides to make you think about all the Fanfiction you’ve read (and written) and you start asking the guy questions in the most cringe, japanenglish tone

“Ara ara kidnapper-kun when are you taking someone as kaway UwU as me?”

✨the Yandere kidnapper needs to remind himself of your smile to NOT kick you out of the van

✨ He finally arrives to his house and brings you to his room bridal style, needles to say that you tell him in an even more cringy tone

“Oh my, kidnapper-kun, are you taking me to your room to sell me to the alpha mafia boss lead of a boyband to pay off my father’s debts?”

✨the (poor) Yandere kidnapper just looks at you with a puzzled expression, sighs, puts you on the bed and goes out of the room to smoke a cigarette and ask himself wtf you meant with alpha mafia boss lead of a boyband

✨so he searches it on the internet… and gets to read the most traumatic smutty omegaverse x omega reader Fanfiction that has ever existed

✨Yandere kidnapper who now looks at you like the degenerate you are, but still likes you… somehow

✨But after three months of living together he can’t stand you anymore

✨You’re the epitome of the worst roommate. You eat food and don’t clean you plate, you don’t flush the toilet, you never clean, in the bed you always take all the blanket for yourself, you verbally assault him, but when he makes you notice things you tell him to stop being the victim, you always talk about Fanfictions and force him to read the worst works that have ever seen the light of day… he still likes you, but he’d prefer if you two never saw each other again, he has abandoned his obsession to make you his and just wants you to leave him alone

✨So, one day , he decides to make the video to ask for a ransom to your parents… but your parents never answer

✨He feels bad for you, but he can also understand your parents… so he tries to give you some comfort and buys you some mangas

✨You both continue to live at his place, he doesn’t want to sell you, since he still cares about you, so he thinks of punishing you to make you stop talking… but then he remembers the Fanfictions you read and decides against it

✨so you two start living as roommates from then on

#male yandere #yandere oc #yandere #yandere x reader #yandere x you #oc #parody #mention of omegaverse

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