#cherie chan

[highsummonertemptress]

About Bling Empire Season 2 [SPOILERS]

Anna is still my favourite but her and Christine's petty squabble is boring. I actually wanted them to confront Kane at the end of the season but there was 3 mins left and a cliffhanger?!

Since Season 1, I had a feeling I was right about Jessy/Jesse/Jessey having another family. The man has four kids and doesn't want to get married again cause he cheated looooool And even if it's Cherie and Jessy/Jesse/Jessey's business, do you lot remember you're on TV and that was going to get out one way or another?

Kane is so wrong in this season for a lot of things. Ruined Kevin's attempts with Kim just to make drama, making Cherie's business be about him because he felt betrayed and lying to Christine's face saying Kim made him go to Anna's when that's not true

Kelly is redeemed this season only cause Andrew the power ranger wasn't there, but for that cliffhanger why is he coming to Anna's house for??

Jaime is adorable but boring. They did her dirty with the editing of her date because I bet she didn't talk that much and also why was she and Dorothy okay with Jaime (23 year old) going on a date with a 35 year old guy?? 🤢

Also is Jaime the cause of Christine and Anna butting heads over Anna going to "end Christine?" Or did I miss something

Love Dorothy Wang and Mimi but there's no story for them, they're just rich. The 22 year gap between Mimi and her husband is wild too

Kim having dated Keith Ape, a cultural appropriator and rapper tells me everything I need to know. And fell in love with him?! The bar is in hell 🙃

I have no words for Kevin, he thinks he wants Kim but I don't believe it. He looks at her like I look at Coco Ichibanya - aka delicious food

That cliffhanger was rude, there's a LOT that they need to wrap up - Cherie and her husband, Kane Vs Christine and Anna and Andrew walking into Anna's house. I need season 3 by the end of 2022😭

#bling empire #Christine chiu #anna shay #kevin kreider #kim lee #kelly mi li #kane lim #andrew m gray #jaime xie #Gabriel chiu #cherie chan #mimi Morris #Dorothy wang #bling empire season 2

[woozi]

if no one got me i know chan got me because he won't let me down 😔✌🏽🤍

#exactly 😋 #i've been telling y'all this since the beginning of time lee chan world domination 2022 #cherie 🪂 #s-cxups #y.ask

[mdpthatsme]

Replies:

Good luck to you, friend. At some point, I was just like, yep, it’s going to be this way or I’m throwing the computer out the window and I like my computer so, clipping mesh it is.

I did not test it with such things so, you’ll have to let me know if they work.

May or may not have been my first successful age conversions :D I’m pretty proud considering the Jeans Skinny Studded were also the first pair of clothes I converted and also the first male bottoms I had ever made.

#replies #kayleigh-83 #alawren4ever #pensblr #episims #themeasureofasim #lavender-noire #lifetime-want #platinum-aspiration #vampireacademysims #deedee-sims #lina-cherie #frottana-sims #balkopat #keoni-chan #lilsisterg #moocha-muses #kalux-sims

[aurik6]

daffodil ⇢ do you have siblings? if yes, in what ways do you think you’re similar to or different from them?

cactus ⇢ something you’re currently learning (about)?

sage ⇢ what ‘medium’ of art (poetry, music, fiction, paintings, statues etc.) is the most touching to you? why do you think that is?

camellia ⇢ what were you like when you were younger? do you think you’ve changed a lot?ivy ⇢ what are your ‘tells’ for your emotions and moods? how can someone tell you’re happy, annoyed, upset or tired?

chamomile ⇢ what kind of things do you like receiving as gifts?

most special ones for me for my most special one vik vik <3

0. Already answered about siblings

1.What I'm currently learning... Well, soon I'll be learning russian literature with tutor to pass the governmental exam + to enter the conservatory))) This exam is hella hard tho bruh I'm not scared, I have 9 months to prepare lol🤔

2. I LITERALLY CRY WHEN I SEE GUSTAV KLIMT'S WORKS 😭😭😭 My favorites are "Kiss", "Danae", "Adele". This technique of usage decorative (?) golden paper/gold is just fantastic. I can't really explain. It's astonishing how woman's beauty is dissolves in this gold surroundings, the little patterns, ornaments, it looks like everything is shining in harmony of idyll. Especially the "Danae". It's the symbol of rebirth, the golden Era of what? Of mine amazement I guess. The image looks flat as a mural, yet has the volume in the gold...........

I adore the movie by Peter Weir " picnic at hanging rock". That. Is. Magical. The atmosphere, the symbolism, it's boring for a viewer from a category... I mean I really like arthouse to interpret this according to my soul. Picnic is a mirror of my soul, idk.... Also any of Claudia Liosa's movies. They are about life in Lima, in general. I love "the Milk of Sorrow" and "Madeinusa".

I love Lermontov's poetry... also Alexander Blok, Boris Pasternak, Fyodor Tyutchev( "Silentium" – the best poem...) .

And music oh...... I'm a J.Bach fan. This music is so wholesome, it came straightly from outer space. My soul cries, I love it. F. Chopin, also, genius, his piano nocturnes, concerts and ballads are heartbreaking. Shuman, an innovator of the romantic epoch, a true master of harmony, love his "Carnival" cycle. Shubert, oh, and his vocal cycles are amazing too, I love the cycle "The Miller's daughter". Still remember "the beloved colour " as a very tragic romance...

3. Answered here

4. I actually have a very twitchy mimics (remember Cristen Stuart and her acting as Bella? That is me.) so when I'm nervous I'm Bella, when I'm sad I'm a stone mask, happy – crooked smile. Peoole say I have an empty gaze or I look very dope all the time, idk why, that's just my eyes. But the most common emotion – bitch face. :)

5. I love receiving money/certificates etc. Or food.... Actually if my dearest friends don't buy me anything, but say some warm words I'll be on cloud 9. Everything is easy.

#my special esra chan hello hi #mmmuah yeah #cherie mon cherie #ask admin

[belovedcherie]

SO MANY THOUGHTS ABT THEM BUT I NEED TO DO HW ?!!!!!!!!!

#MIKA AND MURAI ILY ILY ILY #NAO CHAN ILY TOO #AHGDSFGSDHFGKSJDGFKSDFKSDF #sorry i cant. form coherent thoughts when stl updates #the way i was like “oh i wonder if theres a new chapter. doubt it tho” #I WAS WRONG #cherie's chats

[box-full-of-dolls]

Licca-chan Sweet Ma Cherie Style (2017)

#licca chan #licca chan licca #2010s #2017 #takara tomy #fashion doll #dollblr #doll community #dollblogging #collector doll

[lavnderwonu]

seventeen as my favorite 80's songs!

i’m always bragging about my music taste and how i literally can listen to almost anything. i’m an expert in 70s and 80s genres (if i do say so myself). so here’s the members as 80’s songs! i picked songs based off vibes, & you can tell which ones are more new-wave, and which ones are more metal/rock lol. click the link to listen and you might find some new fave songs!🕺🏼🩷 clearly i love the smiths…

choi seungcheol ❀

mr. telephone man by new edition

vacation by the go-go’s

there is a light that never goes out by the smiths

yoon jeonghan ❀

take my breath away by berlin

cheri cheri lady by modern talking

eyes without a face by billy idol

hong joshua ❀

love my way by the psychedelic furs

everybody wants to rule the world by tears for fears

slipping through my fingers by abba

wen junhi ❀

easy lover by philip bailey & phil collins

talking in your sleep by the romantics

careless whisper by george michael

kwon soonyoung ❀

tenderness by general public

your love by the outfield

angel by madonna

jeon wonwoo ❀ (he’s so the smiths coded to me)

how soon is now? by the smiths

just like heaven by the cure

please, please, please let me get what i want by the smiths

lee jihoon ❀

treat me right by pat benatar

smooth operator by sade

loves bites by judas priest

lee seokmin ❀ (HEAVY on the mj/prince vibes)

i would die 4 u by prince

dirty diana by michael jackson

africa by toto

kim mingyu ❀

(i just) died in your arms by cutting crew

pour some sugar on me by def leppard

lovesong by the cure

xu minghao ❀

west end girls by pet shop boys

this charming man by the smiths

the reflex by duran duran

boo seungkwan ❀

head over heels / broken by tears for fears

space age love song by a flock of seagulls

kiss on my list by daryl hall & john oates

chwe hansol ❀

my kinda lover by billy squier

rebel yell by billy idol

bigmouth strikes again by the smiths

lee chan ❀

i think we’re alone now by tiffany (this song is so cute lolol)

wake me up before you go-go by wham!

in your room by the bangles

#seventeen x 80s #seventeen as 80’s songs #choi seungcheol #yoon jeonghan #hong jisoo #hong joshua #wen junhui #kwon soonyoung #jeon wonwoo #lee jihoon #lee seokmin #kim mingyu #xu minghao #boo seungkwan #chwe hansol #lee chan

[honney-pies]

Ma Cherie ❤︎₊ ⊹

Chapter vi: Absence

Pairing: Inuokku/ F! Reader

Summary: the loss of someone in your life can be hard to navigate around, even more so when a relationship had only recently blossomed.

Length: 3.09k

A/N: hey y’all, i know it’s been a long time since i posted and that partially because things kept on popping up and i kinda forgot this fic even existed lol. I’m really sorry guys, I know it’s a short chapter, but i’ve had a lot of stuff going on this week and was unable to really sit down and write. Luckily my finals are now officially over, so i’ll have more time to write. I’m currently writing the next chapter, so that’ll be out sooner rather than later—if I remember to post lol. also the start is kinda weird and repetitive, i didn’t really know how to start it and i felt bad for making y’all wait this long

Ma Cherie Masterlist

While it’s only been three months out of the eight scheduled months of Yuta’s time abroad, Toge is going insane. He misses Yuta’s warmth, his reassurance, love, and his ability to understand (Y/n) in ways that he is unable to — even after all these years. The two still text and FaceTime regularly, but it’s not the same. (Y/n) helps to ease the pain, but their relationship had been so new when he left, it pains them both. In the days before Yuta left, (Y/n) scheduled them full of random date ideas, but this did nothing to slow the flow of tears at the airport as Yuta left for Africa with Miguel. 

(Y/n), like her beloved, is losing her sanity. Don’t get her wrong, she loves Toge — she would’ve figured a way around the marriage if this wasn’t the case — but Yuta’s a breath of fresh air. A breath the young couple both desired and consumed to the fullest. 

The dynamic between the two hadn’t necessarily been awkward once Yuta left, but after spending nearly every waking moment with someone, the relationship molds itself to have the other in it all the time. Yuta leaving made them reform their relationship for the fifth time. At first it had been (Y/n)andtoge and yuta, then it became (Y/n)andtogeandyuta. It was still the three of them, but with newfound distance they had been unprepared for. 

One of the ways the trio compromised with the thousands of miles of useless space was many calls, texts, photos, and videos. This led to (Y/n) ‘asking’ her adoptive dad to upgrade her phone plan to accommodate the plethora of content growing in her phone. 

“Toru-nii, I changed my storage plan. I got 2TB.”

“What?” 

“It’s an extra forty dollars, so just a warning.” 

“… Okay?” 

“You’re paying for it.”

“When am I not paying for something?” 

“ ‘Kay, thanks!”

With the accompanying spare time of one less person to be with, (Y/n) has been filling her days evolving her cursed technique, working on her friendship with her older brother, preparing Megumi for the dorms-

“I’m an empty nester!”

“You’re literally my teacher.”

“(Y/n)-Chan and Megumi-Chan are abandoning me!” 

“We’re still seeing you everyday, Toru-nii.”

“Oh, I can still hear their voices haunting me. Dear Fates, what have I done to have been handed such a cruel deal in life?” (This can be applied to many situations in JJK, and frankly, it hurts).

Megumi grumbled before shuffling towards his warden, who’s on his knees in fake hysterics, and placed a gentle hand on Gojo’s head. No infinity stopping him. (Y/n) smiled softly and walked over to her small family. She wrapped her arms around her boys tightly.

-which has been fun. He got a room the hall over from his adoring, darling, dearest sister. However, this does little to thwart (Y/n) appearing at random. She felt it was her sisterly duty to materialize from thin air and either claim a spot in his room and play with his shikigami or would request his assistance. 

Toge and (Y/n) had more time together than they’ve had in a while, but that did little to squash the ache in their chest for the absence of Yuta. Their beds were bigger and colder. Their rooms were more barren, and their days more boring. There wasn’t anyone else besides the two of them for a long time then they found another, only for them to leave and it hurt far more than they anticipated. 

Toge and (Y/n) had been togeand(Y/n) for as long as they could remember; promised to each other at the ripe ages of three and four. Even though they never considered an addition to their love, Yuta wormed his way into their hearts and lives before leaving soon after. They didn’t know what to do, they didn’t know how to function. 

Yuta wasn’t there to hang out with Megumi and make (Y/n)’s heart soar beyond belief. Yuta wasn’t there to get the things that the two of them couldn’t reach because they were both fairly short. Yuta wasn’t there to help ease the pain of Toge’s sore throat. Yuta wasn’t there to help on the days where (Y/n) could hardly get out of bed, so wracked with guilt and despair that the very thought of leaving the world hidden away beneath her covers was impossible. 

Some times (Y/n)’s glad that he isn’t there, to be honest. She already feels bad enough that everyone has to see her on the days where everything is too much and she just wants to fade from this life and wait for the next one. After Yuta left, it got too much to handle. One less person to distract herself by giving every possible ounce of affection and adoration she could. (Y/n) tried to keep it to herself and deal with it in the early hours of the morning and the late hours of the night, but this did little to stop her melt down.

She became erratic during training, sloppy running drills, and has less self preservation. (Y/n) didn’t mean for any of this to happen, at least she doesn’t think so. She doesn’t want to die. She wants to grow all gross and wrinkly with her friends, family and lovers. She really does. However, in the hours where everything is still, in the hours where she has time to feel and remember, she can’t help but hurt. 

—————

One day on a job with Noritoshi, everything came to a head. She lost control for the first time in a very long time. Her older brother, who had never seen this happen, did the only thing he could and called his teacher. Utahime arrived to see the siblings covered in blood, all the curses had been slaughtered and laid dismembered around them. Noritoshi held his little sister as tightly as he could as she sat quietly. Utahime, who also had never seen the girl like this, did the only thing she could and called Gojo.

“Ah Utahime, to what do I owe the pleasure-“

“Kamo-san, she’s… she’s…” The rustling of fabric and small voices in protests could be heard on the other end.

“What about my daughter? Did she get hurt under your watch? Where are you?” Gojo’s voice becoming that of a stern one laced with desperation gave Utahime whiplash.

“She’s not hurt, in fact I don’t think anything even touched her-”

“Spit it out.”

“She’s dripping in blood and there’s carcasses scattered everywhere, Gojo. Is there something I need to know?”

“I will be there soon. Call me again if there are any spikes in cursed energy.” Before Utahime could respond, the line clicked and an annoying jingle could be heard. The teacher and student watched as (Y/n) slowly blinked and reached into her skirt pocket, pulling out her phone. 

Obviously it’s the one that came out just a few days ago, only the best for Gojo’s little girl. 

“Dad.” The two strained their ears to hear the other end of the conversation, the girl rarely refers to Gojo as her dad around others. 

“No, I’m not hurt.”

“No, it’s not my blood.”

“Yes, I’m with Nori-nii now.”  

“I’ll see you soon.” Utahime wondered just how often this child has seen tragedy befall others for her to still be able to converse while being so clearly not okay. It’s a thought that made her uncomfortable, so she removed it from her mind to contemplate at a later date.

Like so many others.

Gojo arrived soon after and strode straight towards (Y/n). Noritoshi hesitantly handed her to him. Gojo pulls her taught to his chest and cradles her as he used to when they were younger. A time that felt so long ago. (Y/n) curled her hand into his clothes and cried. This made even more weight fall heavily on Satoru’s heart. 

((Y/n) is a girl who cries often, this is true. She cries when: she watches a sad movie or show, when she reads a sad book, when she sees something adorable, when she’s angry, when she laughs hard enough, when she’s on her period, and occasionally when she shits. Despite this, she doesn’t typically cry when others think she should. (Y/n) has days where most can predict her tears, and most of the time they’re correct, but those are only a handful of days. Her family and friends have familiarized themselves with these dates and plan everything they can around it. She cries on her birthday, Christmas Eve, mid November, and her fallen loved one’s death days. Unfortunately, (Y/n) will soon not know life without tear stained cheeks and red eyes. She will survive, for better or for worse we do not know, but not without a trail of immense pain that will try to drown her at every turn). 

“My sweet, baby girl. You’re safe. I’m here,” he murmurs softly for (Y/n)’s ears only. However, the silence that surrounds them allows the others to hear. Noritoshi feels slightly envious that (Y/n)’s father is so warm. He quickly banishes the thought, remembering some of the things she has had to endure to get the loving family she so rightfully deserves.

Satoru slowly turned and began to walk, not before turning back into his ‘strongest’ facade and looking at the other two. 

“I don’t need to worry about a report on this.” This is not a question, nor is it a request. He stated it as an absolute, an indisputable fact such as the sky being blue or him being able to kill them without so much as lifting an arm. Utahime nodded quickly, so Noritoshi followed suit. 

The father and daughter make their exit, letting Utahime finally ask questions. 

“(Y/n) is in so much pain and I don’t think I will ever know just how deeply she has been hurting.”

This was the only information Noritoshi was willing to divulge to his elder. Utahime pats her student on the back, sighing, before getting back up.

“We will not breathe a word of this to anyone, not even your classmates or your father. Do you understand?” Noritoshi nodded his head.

“Yes, sensei.” 

(Y/n) had spent the remainder of the day at home, in the luxurious penthouse Gojo had bought for their growing family. Her room, like the one at school, is covered with many different things. The only difference is that these things are far more personal and bittersweet than the ones at her dorm. Mementos of special occasions and intimate reminders of those she lost. It even smells of the past, of a time where all she knew was her mothers death, Suguru’s downfall, and the warmth of those close to her.

Rumor has it that Miguel spent hours either restraining or pleading Yuta to stay with him in Africa rather than be at his girlfriend's side. Toge is the person who ultimately convinced him to not come home. As much as he wanted him to, it would have only led to an extension of his time abroad. 

———————

It’s not a very apparent thing, her pain. Only to those who know her well enough. So when she, and the rest of her classmates, gets summoned away for a mission and leaves her brother on his own, she’s fine. However, when she gets a call where all she can hear is her little brother wracked with sobs, she is far from okay. Her first thought is that Satoru is dead, which is quickly proven wrong when Ijichi pulls up with a message from him. She rushes to pile her necessities from the hotel which they were staying at and hurriedly gives her friends a goodbye and Toge a kiss on the cheek. Maki wouldn’t let her leave until she promised to give her a text when she got back to school and another text later that night. 

Megumi, to put it gently, is a complete and utter wreck. He has snot dripping down his nose onto, and most likely into, his mouth. His eyes are puffy and his soft, porcelain skin has become red. (Y/n) desperately wants to whip out her phone and take a picture in order to blackmail him at a later date, but her first priority is to make sure her brother is okay, which he clearly isn’t. 

“ ‘Gumi-” He practically launches himself through the air and into his big sister’s arms, seeking any comfort he can. 

“He-he’s gone, nee-san! He’s gone!” (Y/n)’s brows furrow. “Who’s gone, ‘gumi?”

“Itadori!” (Y/n)’s eyes widen slightly, she has heard of the boy and how remarkable he is from her dad and brother. She didn’t think that Sukuna would have let his vessel die so soon, but she pushes the logic away from her mind for the moment. Megumi comes first, all else comes second. 

“Oh, ‘gumi.” Megumi’s voice cracks repeatedly as his cries become louder. They might have only known each other for a small period of time, but Itadori clearly made a long lasting impression on her brother. 

“He left me, (Y/n)!” (Y/n)'s heart aches with the remnants of her brother’s. She cradles him in her arms through the tears, even when he tires himself out from crying. Satoru arrives later in the night, noticeably distraught. He watches silently from the entrance of the room as (Y/n) and Megumi curl tightly around each other in his room. Satoru gently closes the door behind him and slips off his shoes, moving quietly towards the bed, wiggling his way behind his kids. He moves them closer to him and holds them tightly to his body. 

The next day, after a little bit more crying, (Y/n) is introduced to Kugisaki Nobara, a sweet, headstrong girl. The two get along splendidly and the older of the two listens dutifully as Nobara speaks of Itadori. Even though she calls him an idiot, moron, and dumbass, (Y/n) knows that his death has rocked her deeply. 

Later she questions Satoru about the incident, and his answers are vague at best. 

“You’ll be very upset with me when you find out the truth.” (Y/n) sighs before placing a hand on his arm. 

“You’re our dad, so I trust you blindly, but please think of Megumi in your choices.” Satoru has a solemn look on his face when she says this.

“I’m doing the smartest thing I can, I’m trying to keep everyone safe.” (Y/n) hums softly.

“So he is alive?” Satoru looks at his daughter, a slight twitch in his expression is all it takes for (Y/n) to know she’s correct. Sometimes Satoru can forget just how brilliant his daughter is.

“If you think it’s best to keep it quiet, I’ll follow your lead, but if I find out otherwise I’m telling them.” He nods. “I’d expect nothing less.”

Two days later, The other second years make the journey home while (Y/n) is in a meeting with the higher ups. An awful, boring, useless meeting. They desire to make  her feel small and worthless, and above all else try to make her feel weak and (Y/n) hates feeling weak. She knows full well she can kill them. She knows her place above them, Satoru and Suguru had made sure of it, but that does little to help her when all they do is berate her and piss her off. 

“For the last time, I don’t know anything about the circumstances of Itadori Yuji’s death, I can only assume it was during a mission. No, I have never met him. All second years have been on a mission for the past couple of weeks. Yes, I arrived home earlier than my peers to comfort Fushiguro after receiving news of his state. Should I find out that you had a hand in the death of an innocent child and our only way of stopping Sukuna, I will gladly let you know of my stance on the matter. However, I can save you the time and remind you who raised me. Now, I excuse myself from this unnecessary meeting.” Gojo is, of course, right outside the door when she steps out. 

“That’s my girl.” (Y/n) smiles at him and walks with him to the car. The two play hand games in the back seat and make their way towards the school. When (Y/n) steps out of the car, she looks at Gojo to follow, but he doesn’t exit. 

“I have a job, but I’ll come see you when I’m done. Keep an eye on Megumi?” (Y/n) frowns, but nods nonetheless. “Of course.”

She closes the car door with a slightly harder than necessary shove and walks up the stairs towards the entrance of the school. 

“Wait… someone did die?” (Y/n) immediately recognizes her best friend's voice and hurriedly walks over. 

“I told you in my text, or did you not read it?” Maki looks over her shoulder and rests her arm on (Y/n). “I skimmed it.” (Y/n) scoffs, “Rude.” Maki shoves her playfully.

“Kam-“

“(Y/n)”

“(Y/n)-san, are you friends with this girl?” (Y/n) looks at Nobara and nods. 

“They’re my classmates. Don’t mind Maki, she didn’t mean to appear insensitive. Well at least, I don’t think she meant to.” Maki swats at the girl. She feels her fiancé’s hand intertwining itself with her own and she can’t help but smile. Nobara clearly sees this exchange due to the now grossed out expression on her face. (Y/n) just smiles sweetly at her and can hear Megumi gag faintly. She subtly sticks her tongue at the demon spawn. 

In the future, (Y/n) will look back on this memory with fondness. In the future she will weep at the thought of how her brother once was and the fading remnants of Megumi in her mind. She will mourn her short lived friends, the impact they had on her with the small amount of time she had with them. She will think of the plethora of ‘what ifs’ that continuously plague her mind. (Y/n) will remember the final moments of her childhood and innocence with that lingering bitterness that follows nostalgia. 

In the future (Y/n) will have one single wish of having that Time Turner from Harry Potter her Suguru would read to her as a small child.

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Tysm for reading and i hoped you liked it! The next chapter, phosphenes, will be posted eventually. As always, this is crossposted on ao3 and nothing else. Please let me know if y’all find this somewhere else!

#honney-pies #jjk #jujutsu kaisen #inumaki toge #ma cherie #inumaki x okkotsu #inumaki x reader #inuokko #okkotsu yuuta #inuokko x reader #yuta x reader

[fictional-idol-tournament]

WELCOME TO THE FICTIONAL IDOL TOURNAMENT

64 unique idols are gathered here to see who among them, truly, is worthy of being the top idol. this is a friendly competition and there is no threat of the idoluminati anywhere at all.

ROUND 1 MATCHUPS:

Side A:

1: Lily Hoshikawa (Zombieland Saga) vs Pearl (Splatoon) -> Lily Hoshikawa (WINNER!)

2: Minori Hanasto (Project SEKAI) vs Rise Kujikawa (Persona 4) -> Rise Kujikawa (WINNER!)

3: Rosie Mayfield (Style Boutique) vs Misa Amane (Death Note) -> Misa Amane (WINNER!)

4: Idol (Miitopia) vs Amari Katasumi (PriPara) -> Idol (WINNER!)

5: Mona Narumi (Confession Executive Committee) vs Mima Kirgoe (Perfect Blue) -> Mima Kiroge (WINNER!)

6: Rina Tennouji (Love Live!) vs Kanon Ichinose (Girls x Heroine) -> Rina Tennouji (WINNER!)

7: Ayu Yumesaki (Idol Royale) vs Zakuro Fujiwara (Tokyo Mew Mew) -> Zakuro Fujiwara (WINNER!)

8: Iris Sagan (AI: The Somnium Files) vs Sophy Houjou (PriPara) -> Iris Sagan (WINNER!)

9: Tsubasa Kazanari (Symphogear) vs Yumemi Yumemite (Kakeguri) -> Tsubasa Kazanari (WINNER!)

10: Minako Aino (Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon) vs Tae Yamada (Zombieland Saga) -> Tae Yamada (WINNER!)

11: Momo Kisaragi (Kagerou Project) vs Miruki Amauri (Waccha Prigami!) -> Momo Kisaragi (WINNER!)

12: Shion Kamiya (Aikatsu) vs Uta (One Piece) -> Uta (WINNER!)

13: Yoko Okino (Detective Conan) vs Marina Ida (Splatoon) -> Marina Ida (WINNER!)

14: Ai Hoshino (Oshi no Ko) vs Rui Wakaouji (Tokyo 7th Sisters) -> Ai Hoshino (WINNER!)

15: Yukito (Yuki) Orikasa (Idolish7) vs Asahi Mogami (Phantom of the Idol) -> Yuki Orikasa (WINNER!)

16: Onpu Segawa (Ojamajo DoRe) vs Tsubasa Oribe (Fire Emblem) -> Onpu Segawa (WINNER!)

Side B:

1: Nico Yazawa (Love Live!) vs Yū Morisawa (Magical Angel Creamy Mami)

2: Airi Momoi (Project SEKAI) vs Barbara (Genshin Impact)

3: Yuni (Pretty Cure) vs Riamu Yumemi (THE iDOLM@STER)

4: Riku Nanase (Idolish7) vs Utau Hoshina (Shugo Chara!)

5: Urara Kusanago (Pretty Cure) vs Shun Shimotsuki (Tsukiuta)

6: Lisia (Pokémon) vs Maina Ichii (Oshi ga Budokan Ittekuretara Shinu)

7: Mem-Cho (Oshi no Ko) vs Haruka Sawamura (Yakuza)

8: Eri Karan (Digimon) vs Cheri Sono (AKB0048)

9: Arashi Narukami (Ensemble Stars) vs Mira Hanayashiki (Sekko Boys)

10: Jennifer Sumire Sol (Waccha Prigami!) vs Gold Ship (Uma Musume Pretty Derby)

11: Ayu Maruyama (BanG Dream!) vs Kou Seiya (Sailor Moon)

12: Rin Chan (Evillious Chronicles) vs Hiro Hayashi (King of Prism)

13: Ao Yodogawa (Selection Project) vs Akira Kogami (Lucky Star)

14: Ming-Ming (Beyblade) vs Mika Kagehira (Ensemble Stars)

15: Aira Harune (Pretty Rhythm) vs Hina Hikawa (BanG Dream!)

16: Kerori Crocell (Mairimashita! Iruma-kun) vs Sayaka Maizono (Danganronpa)

#announcements #round 1

[girlymatsu]

A, N, T

A. What nicknames do they get called?

when I first made erina one of her names was like eri and cheri 🍒 so I think that’s a cute nickname ^_^ Robin @tottymatsuno came up with Osomatsu calling her Erina-chama and eri-cherry-chama !!! Cherina-chan!

N. What are their hidden talents?

Erina is talentless IFNWBWJGOSOH just kidding ummmm she’s a little bit of a Drawer .. maybe even floats when she’s happy

T. What are their favourite foods?

Answered!

#osoart #erina #osoeri

[sorroute]

(Not so) Short personal introduction to the person behind sorroute !! ໒꒰ྀི >ヮ<꒱ྀི১

Name ; I go by a lot of different names, but currently I'm drawn to Verite && Chione<3 Feel free to call me by whichever you'd like !! (Or just my username!!)

Identity ; I go by a lot of pronouns too, but to make it simple I just go by he/him or they/them !! Please never refer to me with she/her prns <3333

I have diagnosed bpd, dpdr, autism, paranoia, & maladaptive daydreaming disorder :3 I'm also anemic, hypersexual due to trauma, and I struggle with extreme self-destructive behavior and intrusive thoughts. I usually write to get my mind off of said thoughts <3

I'm a trans man and am aroace, polyamorous && bi with a preference for men ໒꒰ྀི´ ˘ ` ꒱ྀིა

I'm Russian, Italian, && German (but I was born and raised in Russia and have lived in Russia most of my life) I live in a primarily Russian speaking household, but I have also been learning English since I was 3 years old ^^

Likes ; Psychology, philosophy, literature, classic literature, history, bats, dolls, gothic lolita, human anatomy, religion, lace, pretty things, vkei, Mori Kei, cult party Kei, sweets, small animals, jirai kei// landmine, menhera, wintertime, snow, night time, the moon, writing, sanrio, kaomojis, obscure horror games, icebergs, video game // literature analysis, stuffed animals, iced strawberry lemonade, the rain, psychological horror, collecting journals, trinket collecting, manga, guro art

Dislikes ; warm weather, sour things, summertime, dolphins, loud things, metalwork,

Fav video games ; PARASiTE FLOWER, Omori, Yume Nikki, Needy Streamer Overload, Alter Ego, SHT.DN, Hollow Knight, Final Fantasy, Pokemon, Reverse 1999, Street Fighter, The Legend Of Zelda, Genshin Impact, Honkai Star Rail, Persona 5, Danganronpa, Little Nightmares

Fav shows // anime ; Bungou Stray Dogs, Vanitas no Carte, Toilet bound Hanako-Kun, Soul Eater, Panty and Stocking with Garterbelt, Neon Genesis Evangelion, Paranoia Agent, Perfect Blue, Mononoke, Madoka Magica, Serial Experiments Lain, Ergo Proxy, Ghost Hound, Death Note, A Silent Voice, Artiswitch, Castlevania

Fav movies ; Coraline, Frankenweenie, Mean Girls, Kubo and the Two Strings, Nine (9), Corpse Bride, Alice in Wonderland

Fav manga // other media ; Alien Stage (VIVINOS), Pink Bitch Club (VIVINOS), Cherry Crush, Oyasumi PunPun, My Dear Living Dead, Heaven Official's Blessing, mxtx

Top kins ; Ame-chan (nso), KAngel (nso), Sunny (Omori), Amane (Tbhk), Aoi (Tbhk), Sigma (Bsd), Lucy (Bsd), Fischl (Genshin), Furina (Genshin), Cherie (cherry crush), Es (Alter Ego), Blade (Hsr), Rei (nge), Shinji (nge), Lain (sel), Crona (Soul Eater), Celeste (Danganronpa), Shoya (asv), Cult (mdld)

Fav characters (not all kins) ; Sigma (bsd), Fyodor (bsd), Kouyou (bsd), Cyno (Genshin), Wriothesley (Genshin), Columbina (Genshin), Mondo (Danganronpa), Chihiro (Danganronpa), Till (alnst), Ivan (alnst), Stranger (Omori), Kel (Omori), Aubrey (Omori), Lemon (Tbhk), Tsuchigomori (Tbhk), Aoi (Tbhk), Asuka (nge), Rei (nge), Kaworu (nge), Lilia (mdld), Necrologist (R1999), Pavia (R1999), Зима (R1999), Bede (Pkmn swsh), Allister (Pkmn sh), Gladion (Pkmn sumo), Cynthia (Pkmn blwh), N (Pkmn blwh), Weird Girl (Frankenweenie)

Fav artists ; Miyashita Yuu, Malice Mizer, Hiiragi Kirai, Maretu, Kikuo, Kaneto-Juusei, Dadaroma, The GazettE, Mejibray, Tuyu, Gero, Syudou, Chogakusei, Azari, Wowaka, Iroha (Sasaki), Owata P, Wonderful★opportunity!, Kanaria, Deco*27, Lanndo, Tooboe, John, Teniwoha, Guchiry, Nakiso, Yugica, Kairikibear, Amy, ----, Solya, Suicidal-Idol, Eve, Ado, Gulu gulu, Lamp, Elita, Fake Type, x0o0x_, Milgram, Wakusei Abnormal, Sheena Ringo, Shinsei Kamattechan, Nastyona, Abuse, Masa Works Design, Reisai, Dazey and the Scouts, shimon, Slave.V-V-R, Sumia, Nilfruits, Giga, Demondice, Kankan, PinnochioP, Marina, Maneskin, Alex G, Destroy Boys, Men I Trust, Sir Chloe, Zombie Girl, Sohodolls, Rammstein, Oomph!, IAMX..... and many more...!

I will probably update this later, but I was just burnt out and wanted to take my mind off things by rambling about myself >< I will now get back to reqs!!!

(By the way, if you guys have any recommendations for anime // movies to watch, games I might like, or songs // artists I might enjoy plsplspls tell me)

#introduction #vkei #matchup event #lgbtq community #lgbtqia #lgbtq #mogai friendly #mogai #asexual #aromantic #anemic #jirai kei #landmine #x reader #transgender #polyamarous #hypersexual #aroace #bisexual #bpd #music #writing #interests #hyperfixation #adhd #autism #tags are for reach #:3 #silly #matchups

[klutzyroses]

IkeVamp Suitors HCs: Reaction to being S/O's role model

Part 2 Part 3

How would they react to finding out their s/o has wanted to be like them since childhood?

Suitors: Napoleon, Isaac, Dazai, Jean, Vincent

Napoleon

He turns away from Jupiter for a moment, slowly turning to gape at you.

"...Come again?"

When you repeat yourself, more sheepishly this time, he blinks a few times as he stands there with his arm idly extended for Jupiter to perch on.

Well...

He expects this from Sebastian but from his nunuche?

It feels odd but in a good way.

He feels proud that he made an impact on you before even meeting you, and his surprise turns to amusement as he meets your gaze with a teasing smirk.

"Nunuche, why would you want to be me, when you could be you?"

Letting Jupiter fly free, he walks to you and pulls u close by the waist, while he holds your hand, pressing a kiss to the back of it while his jade eyes stare into yours.

"Thanks, cherie, that's cute. But I'd rather have you instead of another me."

Isaac

He wasn't ready for that.

"W...what did you say?!"

He dropped his screwdriver on his desk. That's how shook he is.

What are you supposed to say when your beloved says something like that?

He had no recollection of anyone saying anything like THAT to him.

"Y-Y/N, w...why would you want something as awful as that?

Be like him? Why?

What about him was worth aspiring to be?

When you answer that it's because he's always been your role model, he is lost for words.

"I...well...thank you?"

He doesn't know what else to say so he just hugs you in his arms while pouting a bit, his cheeks flaming with embarrassment and maybe just a bit of joy?

He finds it embarrassing but you are too cute for him to resist.

"That's...nice of you, darling...thank you.

Dazai

Oh. Oh dear...oh my.

He stops mid-writing and looks at you sitting on the futon, from his own position at his desk. Trying to process what you just said.

He's your....role model?

He blinks owlishly.

He appreciates the sentiment, he really does but...he really, REALLY wouldn't want you to be like him.

"Oh dear, I sincerely hope you don't intend to pick up my bad habits, I make for a terrible role model, my sweet~"

He says that jokingly with an airy laugh but he means it.

He loves you the way you are and for you to be like him...would be his biggest fear realized.

Regardless, he beckons you closer and has you sit on his lap, where he cuddles you for being so sweet, unable to resist kissing your forehead.

"You're adorable, Y/N-chan. However, I would much prefer you were you, rather than trying to be me, my love."

Jean

...

What exactly is he supposed to respond?

He isn't sure how to feel about that.

"...Why would you say such a thing..?"

Upon hearing he is your role model since you were a child, he is baffled.

Who in their right mind would want to model themselves after him?

He wouldn't like the idea. Not at all.

You were the light in his life and the last thing he wanted was to dim it by imprinting his darkness on your bright light.

So he takes your hand, interlacing them together as he looks into your eyes with an almost piercing gaze. His grip is tight yet gentle, safe and caring.

"I do not want that. You are far better than I, to have you become someone like me would make me very unhappy, mon amour. It is better for me to say that you are my role model, and you are someone I can only hope to aspire to be someday."

Vincent

He pauses his painting and looks at you over his shoulder.

His expression is basically ❓❓❓

"Me? You want to be like me?"

When you nod, he blushes slightly but smiles brighter than the sun.

He is flattered really. Aren't you so sweet?

He is so happy that he has made an impact through which he can inspire those in the future.

And it means the world to him, coming from you especially.

He can't help but cup your face in his hands and peck your lips lovingly and rub your noses together, laughing sweetly.

"You're such a sweetheart, Y/N! But I think your perfectly fine just being yourself, so please stay the same, alright, scatje?"

🌸

#ikemen vampire #ikevamp #ikemen vampire headcanons #ikemen vampire scenarios #ikevamp napoleon #ikevamp isaac #ikevamp jean #ikevamp vincent #ikevamp dazai #my writing

[bookclub4m]

20 Dark Fantasy by BIPOC Authors

Every month Book Club for Masochists: A Readers’ Advisory Podcasts chooses a genre at random and we read and discuss books from that genre. We also put together book lists for each episode/genre that feature works by BIPOC (Black, Indigenous, & People of Colour) authors. All of the lists can be found here.

The Stardust Thief by Chelsea Abdullah

Children of Blood and Bone by Tomi Adeyemi

Eleventh Cycle by Kian N. Ardalan

To Shape a Dragon's Breath by Moniquill Blackgoose

The Book Eaters by Sunyi Dean

Funeral Songs for Dying Girls by Cherie Dimaline

The Hurricane Wars by Thea Guanzon

The Year of the Witching by Alexis Henderson 

The Library of the Dead by T.L. Huchu

Babel, or the Necessity of Violence by R. F. Kuang

The Changeling by Victor LaValle 

Jade City by Fonda Lee

She Who Became The Sun by Shelley Parker-Chan

Tread of Angels by Rebecca Roanhorse

Tender Beasts by Liselle Sambury

Witches Steeped in Gold by Ciannon Smart

Sorrowland by Rivers Solomon

An Ember in the Ashes by Sabaa Tahir

The Lies of the Ajungo by Moses Ose Utomi

The First Binding by R.R. Virdi

#booklists #dark fantasy #fantasy

[cartoonfanaticmonsterrobotalien]

Solar Opposites: The Mighty Solars Movie Cast

Dan Stevens as Korvo Solar-Opposites/Quasarblast

Thomas Middleditch as Terry Solar-Opposites/Mighton/Evil Terry/Slither

Sutton Foster as Sister Sisto/Black Mirror

Peyton List as Janiz/Ms. Quasar

Emma Watson as Kimber/Fracture Bone

Jack Ryan Grazer as Yumyulack Solar-Opposites/Vil-Gil-An-T

Darby Camp as Jesse Solar-Opposites/Fung-Irl

Faithe Herman as Sonya Solar-Opposites/Nighthowler

Emily Ford as Pupa Solar-Opposites/Mighty Pupa

Debby Ryan as Phoebe MacCarthy/Starburst

Evie McDonald as Monica Miller/Lightspeed

Ariana Debose as AISHA Solar-Opposites/Lady Camo

Simon Helfberg as MAX/The Speedster

Anna Kendrick as EVA/Syren Songstress

Stefanie Scott as Parker/Venus Tip

Jenny Slate as Ms. Frankie/Night Saw

Charlie Day as Principal Cooke/Trailblazer

Christina Hendricks as Cherie/Shining Light

Diego Luna as Montez/Detroit

TBA as Pezlie/Jessie-us:

Bridget Mendler as Nova/Heartstar

China Ann McClain as Ms. Perez/Core Burn

Alesia Cara as Mia/Navigator

Ken Marino as Kevin/Balanight

McKenna Grace as Sherbet/Fizziepop

Harry Styles as Jamie/Firewall

Demi Lovato as Darcy/Sonar Woman

Spencer Grammar as Kevin’s Wife/Tsunami

Joshua Rush as Mark Melner/Laserblast

Victoria Botticelli as Kevin’s Daughter/Ultra Violet

Brice Gonzalez as Kevin’s Son/Bubbley Blue

Tim Robinson as Randall/Blackhole

Mary Mack as Janice/Teleport Woman

Alex Cooper Cohen as Stacy G/Spikerella

Leah Lewis as Louise/Magma

Mamoudo Athie as Trevor/Slimar

Gemma Chan as Alice/Black Moon

Kelly Marie Tran as Dr. Weathertsone/Blizzard

Kelli Berlungd as Naomi/Black Mamba

#solar opposites #solar opposites au #solar opposites mighty solars #solar opposites: mighty solars #solar opposites: mighty solars the movie

[honney-pies]

Ma Cherie ❤︎

What Once Was

Pairing: Inuokku/f!reader

Length: 9.3k

Summary: Sometimes reminiscing the past can hurt, but sometimes it’s for the better.

A/n: omg hey guys, sorry for taking so long. I had a lot to deal with these past two week, so I’m a little behind. This chapter focuses heavily on (y/n) and the relationships she has with those around her. This isn’t totally proofread and my desk top has been glitching a lot lately, so please let me know and I will fix it! as always, there’s an oc version and this is cross posted on ao3.

Ma Cherie master list

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                           

─── ⋆⋅ December 2017 ⋅⋆ ── 

(Y/n)’s standing outside the classrooms, watching as her breath fills the air. She hadn't noticed that everyone had already started to leave until Inumaki tapped her on the shoulder. She snaps out of it and sees that Yuuta was also waiting for her. (Y/n) smiled at the two, noticing how their hands brushed against each other. The three of them had been toeing the line between friends and lovers for some time now, so it was quite adorable watching Yuuta start to figure out that the couple liked him quite a bit. As all the first years were walking away from class, goofing around and acting like kids, Yuuta stops and looks at the sky. Everyone else stops and looks at him, asking him what's wrong.

“Uh, well… I just had a bad premonition,” he responded.

“You’re imagining things.”

“Yep, imagining things.”

“Okaka.”  (Y/n) laughs softly at everyone’s comment. She looks at Yuuta and grabs his wrist before hurrying up to catch the others. 

“Huh? Guys wait!” She feels a nudge from Inumaki and she looks over at her boyfriend who tilts his head  and smiles at her, she smiles back.

“Well, your ability to sense curse energy sucks, you know,” Panda starts. 

“Figures it be dulled, with a curse like Rika constantly around you,” Maki finishes. As they all continued to joke around and make their way off campus (Y/n) could see a little white blob in the sky. A bird, she realizes. A really big bird. (Y/n) felt her phone buzz and pulled it out.

‘Incoming call from weezer🧿🧿’ 

“That's unusual.” (Y/n) looks up from her phone to see what Panda was talking about to see that the bird has landed in front of them. 

“Yuuta’s intuition was correct.” (Y/n) quickly answers the phone call to alert her brother that there was a bird heading for them, even though she knew chances are he already sensed it. As the bird landed, another figure fell to the side. (Y/n) could make out formal clothing, a Gojo-kesa, and a lot of black hair, but that’s not what made her freeze. That bloodflow, she thought, I know it. 

“You’re… not staff,” Maki observed as she pulled out her spear. She sees a person she hasn’t seen in a very long time, her beloved brother. 

“Sugu-nii,” she whispers into her phone, already forgotten in her hand. Suguru looks around for a second before staring right at her and smiling.

“Yo, (Y/n)-chan! It’s been a long time.” Tears started to form in her eyes, she didn’t know what to do. Her chest began to tighten as a wave of emotions came over her, she feels overwhelmed and she just wants to go to sleep.

“Sugu-nii, what are you doing here,” she asks. Although she didn’t know if she wanted to know the reason why. 

“You’ve grown a lot, well I guess that’s to be expected. How are your studies going?” He eyes the phone in her hand and frowns slightly. She felt the blood rushing to her ears and couldn’t move. Suguru appears in front of Yuuta in an instant and she can’t help but feel slightly jealous of how quickly he moved his attention to someone that wasn’t her. Someone with more power, she thinks.

“Nice to meet you, Okkotsu-kun. I’m Geto Suguru.”

“O-oh hi, nice to meet you,” Yuuta replied.

“You possess a truly wonderful power, I see. I believe that great power ought to be used towards great ends.” (Y/n) felt her frustration bubble beneath her skin, like a wildfire with no one around to stop it. The Suguru she knew believed that the strong must protect the weak, that shamans exist to protect non-shaman. 

“Have you ever questioned the current state of the world? This world where jujutsu shamans act in secret in order to protect the order of commonplace society. You see, there’s this established paradox,” he started as he let go of Yuuta’s hands and began to move more freely, “saying that the strong must protect the weak,” he continued.

(Y/n) could feel her blood begin to flood through her ears, slowly drowning out the utter bullshit he was spewing. She saw Suguru wrap his arm around Yuuta, but at this point she didn’t care to listen. She was so unbelievably tired. Tired of listening to his tangent that is so different to the lectures he used to give her growing up.

“-we would like you to help us kill all non-shamans and create a world with only jujutsu shamans.” And in a split second, the pedestal she held her dear brother crumbled underneath his very feet. The others saw how upset she was getting and were also starting to get riled up. You see, (Y/n) has known that Suguru was not the same, but it’s different seeing and hearing it. She has heard for years about how he was a traitor, murderer, cult leader, but she could always deny it in her mind. How could someone who taught her right and wrong end up being so very… wrong? She poured hours of her life into reading the files the school has made of him. Spent hours outside his temple hoping to get the courage to see him, to ask why. She’s spent years trying to prove to herself that her brother never changed, but she’s finally seeing what everyone has been saying. She’s seeing all the things she’s ignored and she has this revelation that maybe, maybe she didn’t know her brother as well as she thought she had.

Above all else, she’s infuriated at how someone who hurt not only hundreds of innocent people, but her family, herself, her dad, waltz back into her home as if he never left it in the first place. As if he never left her. 

“Could you stop preaching your crazy beliefs to my students?” With the voice of her brother, the one that stayed in her life, she felt her anger bury itself further under the surface, where she could manage it better. Suguru’s mouth pressed into a thin line before turning itself into a smile, but not the one he used to give Satoru, a fake up filled with nothing. 

“Satoru! Long time no see!” 

“First of all, get away from those kids, Suguru.” She looked at Satoru and saw how tense his face was. She could only imagine the amount of heartbreak he must be feeling. The man still had a hard time eating fried chicken after all this time, let alone even speaking of KFC. 

‘Guess we’re going to eat a bunch of sweets tonight’.

“I had heard this year’s first-years were all outstanding students. Now I understand. It was all your doing. A special-grade cursed human, a cursed corpse mutation, the descendant of the cursed speech users, our beloved sister, and the zen’in clan failure.” (Y/n) clenched her jaw and moved herself to be more in Suguru’s eyesight blocking Maki, her best friend. She could feel Maki pull her behind her as she juts her spear forward towards Suguru. The look on his face makes her want to vomit, he looks absolutely appalled by Maki.

“Watch what you do, because I don’t need any monkey like you in my world,” his eyes slid over to (Y/n), “how unfortunate that you’ve chosen their side, (Y/n)-chan.”

“Monkey,” he called her, he called Maki a monkey. Tears that had been welling up in her eyes were finally threatening to fall, not from sadness, but from the unabated anger making its way to her heart. Yuuta made eye contact with her before pushing Suguru’s arm off.

“I’m sorry. I don’t really understand what you’re talking about, but… I can’t help anyone who insults my friends!” Suguru lets out a sigh before he begins to speak once more.

“My apologies. It wasn’t my intention to upset you.” She felt a hand on her shoulder shortly before she appeared in between Yuuta and Suguru. ‘Toru-nii’.

“Then what exactly did you come for?” Even with the bandages covering Satoru’s eyes, she knew that the soulmates were making perfect eye contact. 

“To declare war,” he responded. (Y/n) felt her jaw tense and she gently nudged Satoru after feeling his hand tighten against her. Suguru turned away from Satoru and looked at the others.

“Everyone gathered here, open your ears and listen closely! On the coming December 24th, when the sun sets, we shall conduct the Night Parade of a Hundred Demons. It will take place in the crucible of curses, Shinjuku, Tokyo, and the holy land of jujutsu, Kyoto,” He announces. 

“We will unleash a thousand curses upon each place, and of course their command will be to ‘massacre’. If you wish to avoid a scene straight out of hell, come and stop it with all your might. Let us freely curse each other!”

The smile on Suguru’s face unnerves (Y/n) slightly and she has the sudden realization that maybe, just maybe, she genuinely doesn’t know him anymore. The blonde girl behind Suguru lets out a screech that quickly wipes his malice laced smile into a softer one.

“Geto-sama! The store’s gonna close!” Her whining was giving (Y/n) a huge headache. 

“It’s already that late? I’m sorry, Satoru, (Y/n)-chan. My girls just insist on going to get crepes from Takeshita street,” he began, “so I’ll be taking my leave.”

My girls, so he really did replace me. 

When she looked up, Suguru set a hand on her head, though there was a slight delay. Satoru had activated his Infinity on her when he had grabbed her, only releasing it when knowing Suguru wouldn’t hurt her.  

“See you soon, imōto.” He removes his hand and all she can think is how much she’s missed him. The two of them watch for a second time as he leaves and this time it stings just that little bit more. She looks at the group and then at Satoru, and takes a deep breath. 

“Maki,” she says, “can we make some cookies?” Maki, who knew the other girl like the back of her hand, simply nodded, knowing she needed the distraction while their teacher and the rest of her family would undoubtedly be busy with meetings. 

“Gojo-san, we need to go.” Satoru looked down at the girl, his little girl, and gave her shoulder one more reassuring squeeze before letting go. 

“I’ll swing by later tonight, okay,” he whispers before taking his leave and giving the others a nod and going back to campus. 

As they walked back she could feel everyone's eyes on her, it made her skin crawl. It was as if it was on fire and it made her so incredibly uncomfortable, but she told them that she would talk about her feelings when she was ready. And they respected her wishes just like she’s done to them many times before.

─── ⋆⋅ August 2017 ⋅⋆ ── 

It was the first time in a while since (Y/n) had been sent to live at the Technical College. After Satoru graduated, he officially adopted (Y/n). It was a day filled with happy tears, hugs, and an obscene amount of sweets. They had moved into an apartment and her family quickly grew from there.

Nine years later she’s back at the school and moving into a dorm with the promise of learning and finally earning money. It was about two weeks before classes were supposed to start, but she wanted to get back into the swing of things, help Inumaki move into his dorm and maybe make another friend. There was one person she had yet to meet and she wanted to at least be acquaintances with the other girl before classes started. One perk of your ‘bro-dad’ being your teacher, you find out about stuff before you’re meant to. 

(Y/n) had already met and was friends with two of her classmates, Panda and Inumaki. Although the latter is her boyfriend and future spouse, so she supposed it didn’t really count. She had heard that the other girl was from the Zen’in clan and was unable to see curses. She hoped the two would be friends since they came from similar filial situations. 

As she was moving that last of her things into her new room, or rather Satoru’s old room, she spotted someone moving into a room not too far down. She finished setting her things down and made her way over to the room before noticing the door was ajar. She knocked and smiled when the girl turned around. 

“Hi, I’m (Y/n)! I’m your classmate, I believe.” The other girl did a once over before walking a little closer. 

“Maki, you are.” (Y/n) looked up at Maki and smiled another bright smile. 

“I like your hair! Do you need any help setting things up? I’m nearly finished, so I can lend a hand if you would like.” Maki looked down at the girl and noticed a couple scars on her body, a deep, jagged one on her collarbone. 

“I can manage,” she replied. (Y/n) nodded her head before saying her goodbye’s before heading back to her room.

“Oh, I almost forgot! Let me know if you would like to explore the campus later.” Maki turned back around and nodded.

“You’ve already taken a look around?” She smiled and nodded.

“Something like that.”

————————————————————————————————————

Maki did in fact take her up on that offer and the two spent the next couple of weeks getting to know one another and becoming friends. They made a couple references to their families and although (Y/n) already knew of her ties, she would never want to pressure someone into opening up before they were ready. 

The four first years quickly became friends and it felt as if they had known each other for years. Well for three of them that was the case. Maki would later learn that (Y/n) and Inumaki were in an arranged marriage, and were quite happy about it, along with Panda and (Y/n) knowing each other from their childhood. They were the only children around each other on campus and a friendship blossomed from there. 

Maki and (Y/n) would later become best friends and share about their pasts. The day Maki found out about (Y/n)’s last name, she knew she could trust her with her’s. The pair became two peas in a pod and spent quite a large amount of time together, forming a sister-like bond. After one job together the two got matching beads to make bracelets with.

“They’re kind of like my favorite thing ever. Although if you don’t wear jewelry we can find a different way to match!” 

A little over a month after meeting, (Y/n) had confessed that she wasn’t that skilled when it came to using weapons to fight without using her cursed technique. She was taught hand-to-hand, but had refused to learn how to handle a blade herself after some instances in her early childhood. Maki had been the one to teach her, and quite frankly who else would you want? 

In the late nights beneath the blanket of stars, it was difficult for (Y/n) to ignore her trauma and all the emotions that consumed her mind. She kept up her more carefree, level headed  demeanor during the day with ease, but when there was nothing else to occupy her it became overwhelming. Due to this the four would spend many nights together under the gentle glow of the moon, just talking and messing around. Just acting their age. 

Later in the year Yuuta would show up and (Y/n) would be forced to see her brother take his last breath, but that’s for later. This is now. 

─── ⋆⋅ December 2017 ⋅⋆ ── 

When they finally made it back to the dorm everyone agreed that they needed to take a five minute break before they started moving again. 

(Y/n) went to the showers alone since Maki was going to set her spear back in its case. As she walked she imagined all the time Suguru had walked these halls, had placed his feet in the same places as hers. After he defected she had spent a lot of nights with Shoko due to Satoru being a complete wreck, he would cry and he never liked crying infront of her. 

“I’m supposed to be the one comforting you when you cry, not the other way around.”

He had been so depressed after, albeit he still is, but when the memories were still at the front of his mind, when the wounds hadn’t yet faded to scars, he would lay in Suguru’s bed and let his body be wracked with sobs. It was a heartbreaking thing to hear and most nights, or early mornings rather, she would sneak into Suguru’s room and curl against her brother. He would squeeze her tight and not let her leave until the last second. As if he was scared she would leave too. 

While her mind was distracted, her feet had carried her back to Suguru’s room. She hesitated to open the door, but when she did it was covered in a thick layer of dust. No one has been here for years. Well, maybe Satoru since he could use his infinity, but she couldn't be sure

“Only for a minute, (Y/n), you still have things you need to do, a shower to take, and acne to scrub away.” Unfortunately it was not a minute, not even five, when she looked at her phone she noticed it had been closer to two hours. When she rose from his bed her body hurt and there was an outline of her body on the sheets. Her head ached from the tears she shed, yet her eyes still burn with the anticipation for those to come. 

She eventually made her way to the showers and could see how red her eyes were and how swollen her face was. She thought she looked similar to a weird looking squirrel. 

________

After her shower she set her things down back in her room and made her way to the kitchen where her friends were there waiting. They made no comments about her eyes and no comments about her face. Set on top of the counter were all the ingredients for baking cookies.

─── ⋆⋅ October 2017 ⋅⋆ ── 

It was the day of the exchange event and Yuuta was looking a little nervous. More like queasy if anything. 

“ ‘Kkotsu, you feeling okay?”

“Kamo-san! How are we supposed to fight other students?” 

“(Y/n), ‘kkotsu!”

“Sorry, sorry! (Y/n)-san, a-are you not nervous?” (Y/n) patted him on the back and smiled. 

“You’ll do great, ‘kkotsu! I mean you have a target on your back, but it’s nothing to worry about. Maki and I ‘ll make sure you don’t die! Right, Maki?”

“Don’t drag me into this, (Y/n).”

“I’m going to die!” She sighed and shook her head.

“Ah, sorry, wrong choice of words. You’re not going to die, however you might get a little injured. Although everyone does.” 

“I’ve accepted death.” 

“My god, you’re dramatic.” She quickly glanced down at Yuuta to see if he heard her, he had and looked… well pathetic. 

But like a good pathetic. No, (Y/n), don’t think that. That’s gross.

(Y/n) looked over at Maki and motioned for her to come over. Maki saw this and turned around, so she didn’t see them. (Y/n)’s eye began to twitch ever so slightly.

“Maki!” The girl groaned, but turned around and made her way over and looked at him.

“You’re not going to die, stop exaggerating. You’ll be fine. Now get up and don’t embarrass us.” Yuuta looked up at the girl and shrunk back.

“I’d get up and listen, Maki doesn’t like repeating things,” (Y/n) whispered before grabbing his arm and hauling him up before Maki got too frustrated. The two girls were wearing their matching bracelets today, although they weren’t the most neatly made things, it showed that they were a pair. Maki had hers underneath the sleeves of her uniform while (Y/n) had 

hers, and the many others she’s made/collected, where everyone can see. 

Maki didn’t like wearing jewelry since it made a lot of noise and could get in the way while she fought, but for (Y/n) she’d wear one. (Y/n) looked over and saw the Kyoto school began to show up, so she brushed off any dirt on Yuuta and smiled at him.

“You’re going to be just fine. Toge, tell him he’ll be fine.” Inumaki rested his hand on Yuuta’s shoulder and gave him a thumbs up. Panda watched this interaction and had a slight blush on his cheeks. He made his way over to (Y/n) and bent down to talk to her.

“(Y/n), are you seeing this?”

“Seeing what?”

“Are you okay?”

“Panda, is everything alright?”

“Inumaki is flirting!”

“Huh?”

“He’s flirting with Yuuta!” She looked at the two and shook her head.

“He’s not flirting, but it’s fine Panda!” Panda looked down at the girl before feeling her head to see if she was being delusional due to being sick. (Y/n) let him be, but not before sending him a questioning glance.

“Panda… you know I wouldn’t mind if he was flirting, right?” Panda placed another hand (paw?) on (Y/n)’s head. She sighed and gently moved his hands away.

“Panda, I don’t mind if Toge likes ‘kkotsu. I think he’s kind of cute actually.” Panda looked at the girl, confusion written all over his face. After a couple seconds she could practically see the gears turning in his head.

“Oh… so you both like him?” She shook her head.

“I don’t like like him right now. If anything it’s a small crush, but I think Toge does. Though who could blame him, he’s really adorable.” Panda watched as the couple both looked at Yuuta and noticed how they both had a light blush on their faces. 

‘Humans are… weird.’

“It’s not weird, Panda.” The said corpse looks at her in astonishment.

“You can read minds?” She laughed and shook her head.

“No, I can’t, just a guess.” Panda hummed and nodded his head rapidly. 

“(Y/n), Panda let’s go!” The two made eye contact and giggled. 

“I’ll tell you about it later,” she whispered before making their way over.

“Coming my lovelies!” Maki raised a brow and had a small smile on her face.

“You’re hyper today,” she noted. (Y/n) smiled at her.

“I’m always hyper.” Inumaki looked at her and bumped shoulders with her and grabbed her hand. When they finally reached the meeting place, she saw Noritoshi and some of her happiness began to subside. In its place came many variations of emotions. When it comes to siblings there’s typically a sense of  attachment, however she hasn’t spent time with her brother in quite a while. Yet there’s still that underlying feeling where she knows that he may not be able to think for himself just yet, he’d still protect her if need be.

“Akane-san, nice to see you.” (Y/n)’s hand clenched around Inumaki’s as she plastered on a smile. And there he went, bringing up a past and its memories along with it. A past that had no business being brought up. However she couldn’t blame him the same way she might her father.

“(Y/n), Nori. I guess in our time apart you’ve forgotten.” His mouth set into a thin line before trying to speak once again, but Maki beat him to the punch.

“Play nice for now and remind him up close and personal later.” The girl let out a small laugh into her free hand and looked over at her brother.

“Only if you have my back.”

“I always do.” The girls made eye contact and smiled. (Y/n)’s big and bright while Maki’s was more subtle. Platonic soulmates are always the best kind of friendships to have. 

As she looked at her older brother she remembered meeting one day in the middle of the brutal summer heat and smiled to herself. 

‘He’s so different, yet so similar all the same.’

─── ⋆⋅ June 2005 ⋅⋆ ── 

The sun was burning her skin, but she didn’t mind. As long as she didn’t have to see her family. Satoru and Akane were at a meeting for all the shaman clans and he had told her that she should come too. 

Now you see, (Y/n) is a well respected shaman-in-training when she’s older, loved by many, but when Akane was not. Akane was a nuisance and forgotten by most.

A burden

A useless child.

A waste of male, Kamo blood and inherited cursed technique. 

Shortly before Satoru began school, the young girl had begun to show signs of a cursed technique, over time it became aware that it was an inherited one. In the Kamo clan women used to be worshiped. Women were seen as gods, as holy entities that were meant to lead rather than be leashed. Unfortunately foreign ideology slowly began to seep its way into the everyday lives of the people and enforced their ideals upon them. 

For many in the shaman world, or any world for that matter, women are treated as second class citizens if they’re lucky enough to be seen as human at all.  In the shaman world women are meant to breed more shaman children, and then their children will breed more, and the cycle continues. (Y/n) was blessed with a powerful cursed technique, blood manipulation. It garnered a lot of attention. Many believed that it should have gone to a male member of the family, someone who would become an heir. Though she didn’t know why anyone was complaining, Noritoshi was born powerful and most ‘importantly’ a male. 

Akane didn’t like attending these meetings, but Satoru told her that she had more than earned her place to be here and she was willing to follow him anywhere.

“You’re Akane, correct?” The small girl turned and saw another young boy, a little older than herself. Her eyes widened at him, he’s gotta be the heir for Father.

“Hi. You’re Noshitori,” she asked. His borrows furrowed and a slight frown tugged at his lips.

“Noritoshi.” 

“Oh, sorry.” He huffed and moved his head to face her more.The young girl thought his eyes were closed.

“How old are you?”

“ ‘m four!” She showed him a bright smile and he didn’t need to open his eyes any more than they already are to know that there might be a few teeth missing from it.

“Why are you here? Father couldn’t have asked you to come.” She shook her head before remembering he couldn’t see her.

“Oh no, he didn’t. ‘Ru asked me to come.” His brows furrowed again and tilted his head to the side.

“Who,” he asked.

“‘Ru!” The boy looked even more confused.

“Gojo Sa‘ru!” His eyebrows raised and Akane thought they might fly off his forehead. 

“Gojo Satoru?” He clearly didn’t believe her, but with the way she kept on nodding her head it was difficult not to. The two stood next to each other and had a one sided conversation because even though she was four and it was sometimes difficult to understand her, she never stopped talking. She went on about some kids in her class and how she was learning her letters and numbers, but she couldn’t read quite yet. She made it a point to describe everything was seeing, so Noritoshi could ‘see’ it too. He didn’t have the heart to tell her that he can actually see and that his eyes just look closed. While he was looking at her as she talked, he noticed the similarities in their features such as their eyes and nose, along with their hair. What caught his attention was how much she looked like their father’s wife.

‘Her mother’. He reminded himself.

Once the meeting was over and everyone began walking out, Satoru quickly made his way to the children and ruffled the girls hair.

“Akane! You’re so lucky you don’t have to go to these things, they’re so boring. Maybe if you went inside with me next time it would be more fun!”

“‘ ‘Ru! My hair!” He laughed in return and turned his head to look at the boy.

“Who’re you?” 

“Kamo No-”

“He’s m’ brother Nori,” Akane interrupted. She stood up from where she sat on the ground and said her goodbyes to the boy, wanting to leave before the rest of her family showed up.

“See you later, Nori! It was nice meeting you!” He nodded and a small smile threatened to make an appearance, but before it could his father spoke and called him away, back to the estate where his mother no longer was. 

─── ⋆⋅ October 2017 ⋅⋆ ─── 

When the exchange event came to its conclusion, (Y/n) hadn’t been as amazing as she had hoped. She didn’t make it to the final round of the one-on-one fights, and she made many mistakes in the group battle. She wished she could have done more, fought more. 

She got too ahead of herself and nearly passed out from blood loss. Yuuta had to carry her around for that last part of the group battle, which she was still incredibly embarrassed about. However he assured her many times he didn’t mind it. She had gotten an earful from Yaga and Satoru, Maki had smacked her in the back of the head, Shoko had looked at her endlessly, but kept her thoughts to herself (not before staring at her in a way that made her feel even more embarrassed than she already was), and somehow Nanami even found out and sent her a wall of text telling her not to act that recklessly again. Inumaki had signed so fast she could barely keep up, and she felt awful for making him worry that much. He had sat next to her until Shoko allowed her to leave.

“Try not to pull a stunt like that again, (Y/n). Too much paperwork.” (Y/n) smiled softly, knowing that she was trying to show her concern without outrightly stating it. 

“I’ll try not to, Sho-nee.” Shoko nodded and shooed her away the second she got a text from Utahime. 

When they went outside, (Y/n) felt her phone buzz in her pocket

‘Incoming call from shadow wannabe’

“Oh, ‘gumi wh-”

“What did you do?” (Y/n) paused for a moment. What did I do?

“... huh?” she heard a long sigh on the other end

“Gojo sent me a text saying you wouldn’t be able to get me from school and you’ve never been late, let alone not there.”

“Aw, are you worried about me?” She smiled.

“Nee-san.” She laughed at the huff he let out.

“Ah, well I needed to see Shoko. During the event, I pushed myself pretty hard and so I had to stay in the office for a while. But I’m better now!” She looked at Inumaki and tapped her wrist. He then showed her the time. 

‘Thanks,’ she mouthed. 

“It’s pretty late, please tell me you didn’t just get home?”

“...No.” (Y/n) let out a sigh.

“Were you bullying kids again?”

“It’s not bullying if they start it, plus you’re the one who told me that bullying works.” She rolled her eyes.

“I said that ‘cause you’d pour ranch, ranch, all over your fries and then wipe your fingers on your shirt. It was gross, and now you don’t use your shirt as a napkin. Bullying is effective in some cases, like when it comes to siblings. I don’t think you need to get nearly expelled from another school. ” Inumaki was laughing quietly next to her as the two continued walking to their respective dorms. Megumi mumbled something under his breath that (Y/n) didn’t catch, though she could take a wild guess at what it was.

“Are you okay?”

“I’ll be fine, ‘gumi. Nothing I haven’t done before. You had a test today right? How was it?”

“It was fine, I guess. Boring, Nakamura-san tried to cheat off me again. If she wasn’t obnoxious I would’ve let her be, but she’s never returned my mechanical pencil and she even uses it right in front of me! So of course I tell the teacher after the test. She tried to get her little brother to beat me up. Her little brother.” (Y/n) laughed softly, voicing her frustrations and agreeing that maybe harassing children was okay in the instance. She had been watching Inumaki fiddle with her fingers as they waited outside the dorms for the call to be done. After a while, she looked around and noticed that Noritoshi was waiting for her on a bench just outside the dorms. 

“Hey, ‘gumi, I gotta go, but I’ll call you back later okay?” He stopped his tangent about how he couldn’t wait to be done with middle school.

“Can you facetime me later so I can see the ‘hottie’ you’ve been talking about lately?”

“Which one?” 

“Black hair guy.”

“Oh, Okkotsu. No, he’s asleep in the infirmary right now, but we’ll call you back okay? We’ll introduce you to him soon.” 

“Hi, Inumaki-san. Bye, Inumaki-san.” (Y/n) chuckled before hanging up. 

“Toge, you head back first. I’ll be there in a sec.” He nodded, but not before giving her hand a squeeze. (Y/n) made her way over to her brother and sat down next to him.

“What you did today was reckless.” She groaned.

“Not you too, I literally just sat down!” He looked over at her, the tiniest traces of a smile on his lips. 

“Yes, me too.” (Y/n) sighed and leaned against the back of the bench.

“It’s nothing either of us haven’t done before. I don’t know why everyone is acting as if there won’t be days where I’ll be put in a worse situation.” He sighed and looked at her.

“We all know that being a shaman comes with its occupational hazards, but that doesn’t change how -how idiotic you were acting. You were actively drawing blood out of your body and trying to control it with no medium to ease that burden. That’s dangerous! I know that we all will have to put our lives on the line a million times over for this job, but that doesn’t mean one should seek out death. There is a difference between risking death to win and being willing to die.” She peeked over at him and saw the furrowed brows, his worry lines creased.

“You sound like my dad.” 

“Well Gojo-san is right.” She looks at him with wide eyes before bursting at the seams, letting out a loud laugh. 

“I wasn’t talking about Toru-nii, to be specific, I meant in general.” He glanced towards her and frowned.

“He adopted you, did he not?”

“He did.” He nodded his head before looking back over.

“Is he- is he nice?” (Y/n) looked at him before smiling.

“He’s the best dad I could’ve asked for.” Noritoshi looked down at the ground, a smile fully formed on his lips.

“That’s good.” She glanced at him a couple times before she began to fidget, picking at her nail beds.

“I… I’m sorry for making you worry. I’ll be more careful in the future.” She moved her body to face his. She hesitantly wrapped her arms around him. He froze for a second before wrapping his arms around her.

“I’m sorry for not being there for you, for not being a better older brother, (Y/n).” She felt her emotions bubble their way to the surface.

“I forgive you, it’s not like I was the best sister either. Thank you for being here for me now.” They sat like that for a while, not moving. 

That night they opened their hearts for the other. After years of competing against each other, it was weird, but it was for the better. The two would still get into arguments about their… family, but now they were no longer alone in the Kamo clan. In the future they would slowly grow a bond and finally become the siblings they have longed to be for one another. But that’s the future. Tonight was the first step into becoming a family, towards healing.

─── ⋆⋅ December 2017 ⋅⋆ ─── 

The sound of laughter filled the air as everyone was somewhere in the kitchen baking. It was a mess, but they would deal with it when the time came. Satoru was watching in the doorway, watching as children got to be children. He had planned on consoling (Y/n) throughout the night, but can see that she’s distracted for now, so he went home to bother Megumi. He’ll cancel classes tomorrow and spoil everyone, like an amazing teacher would. 

“(Y/n)-san, where did you learn how to make cookies?” She was sitting on the counter as Inumaki was putting the cookies into the oven for a couple minutes longer. Maki and Panda were trying to stealthy eat the leftover batter even though she said not to since there were raw eggs in it, and Yuuta was standing to the side of her, very close.

“Su-” she took a deep breath before continuing, “ My brothers taught me how to make them. Any time I had a bad day, we would spend hours in here making cookies, brownies, cake. Anything sweet really, Toru loves sweets.” He kept on twisting the ring on his finger, his connection with Rika. He then looked at her and moved closer so that his stomach was touching her knee.

“Do you mean Geto?” She hums and nods. He was watching every little twitch she made, making sure she was okay and that he wasn't overstepping. The two continued to talk about everything, anything, and nothing as they waited for the cookies to be done. Inumaki eventually made his way over and stood shoulder to shoulder, well more like shoulder to arm, with Yuuta, effectively corralling (Y/n). She has a soft blush on her cheeks the more and more they move closer. She went to look around the room to see if the other two could save her from embarrassing herself, but they weren’t there.

How convenient.

“You know… since I call you by your first name, you should start calling me by mine.” There was a light blush on his cheeks as he said this.

“Yuuta… are you flirting with me?” That blush traveled to his ears. A slight nod of his head. (Y/n) leans in just a touch closer, though the blush she sported alo grew. She felt her blood rush to her head as Inumaki draw shapes on her thighs. 

“We’ll always be here for you. We will try our hardest to make sure Geto doesn’t hurt you.” She looks him dead in the eye and her face goes slack.

“Yuuta, Sugu-nii hurt me a long time ago. I- I appreciate the thought I really do, but I’d rather he hurt me than hurt anyone else. Actually, I’ve never told you about him, have I?” Yuuta shook his head. They all sank against the wall and onto the floor.

“Well, I first met him when I was four.”

─── ⋆⋅ September 2005 ⋅⋆ ─── 

It was a couple weeks since school started and the three first years had yet to actually become the friends they will be to one another in the future. Suguru and Satoru weren’t best friends quite yet, and Shoko hadn’t scammed her way to a medical degree either. They had yet to go through the horrific tragedy that was Riko Amanai’s and Haibara Yu’s death, Suguru had yet to adapt the ideology of wiping out all non-shamans. The future has yet to happen, but unfortunately it is inevitable.  

Satoru had been extra hyper that day, ready to get school over with faster than normal. He was getting on everyone’s nerves and Yaga had given up correcting him earlier within the day. When classes finally finished Yaga had pulled Satoru to the side and told him he needed to talk to him before Satoru could leave. 

Suguru had been on his way to his dorm room to finish his homework when he saw a small girl walking up the steps with a small bag wearing a formal, and quite beautiful, kimono. Suguru walked over to the girl and squatted down in front of her.

“Hi, I’m Geto. What’s your name?”

“Hi, I’m Akane.” The young girl did a deep bow and nearly fell over. She quickly raised herself, blushing from embarrassment. 

“Are you a firs’ year?” He raised a brow, wondering who this girl was, but nodded his head regardless.

“Do you need help? Did you get lost?” She shook her head, but Suguru still took her bag, holding it for her. She thanked him before asking if he knew where ‘Ru’ was. He was confused, seeing as he didn’t know a ‘Ru’, but told her he’d help her find him. It wasn’t long before it became apparent the girl knew more about the campus than he did. As they were turning the corner she heard a frantic ‘Akane’.

“ ‘Ru!” Akane smiled widely before taking off in the opposite direction. Suguru followed after her, however only needing to walk to keep up with her. When he saw Satoru making his way over to the girl, it finally clicked who ‘ru’ was. Satoru. He felt a little foolish for not catching on sooner, but watched as Akane launched herself into his arms, gripping for dear life. 

“Akane, I've told you not to wander off like that when I’m s’posed to meet you somewhere.” She tilted her head down and mumbled a small sorry. Satoru sighed before saying he’s sorry for taking so long. 

“Ah, sorry Gojo, it's my fault she wasn’t at the front. I was helping her look for you.” Satoru finally looked up from the girl, directing his eyes to his fellow classmate. 

“How annoying,” was all he said before getting up, while still holding the girl, and walking off. Suguru quickly followed when he remembered he still had the child’s bag. As he followed he saw Akane making silly faces at him and giggling. Suguru found it quite amusing, even more so when Satoru saw the exchanges the two were having. Satoru scoffed when he saw the young girl smile at his classmate.

“Are you jealous that she’s giving me attention, Gojo?” Satoru turned around with a disgusted look on his face. 

“Who would ever be jealous of you? You have weird bangs and an awful hairline.” Suguru pulled a face as if he’s sucked on a lemon and kicked his shin. 

“My hairline is not awful and my bangs are fine. You shouldn’t even be saying anything about my hair when your hair looks the way it does!” Satoru and Suguru were invading each other's personal space, faces an inch or two apart. 

“What about my hair, Geto?” Akane watched from her place in Satoru’s arms and laughed loudly. Both of them backed up and looked at the girl.

“You like each other!”

“... Huh?”

“Sensei says that if a boy picks on you it means he likes you. You pick on each other, so you like each other.” Oh how observant and blunt children can be. Both boys complained and made comments about how ‘wrong’ she was, but we as the readers (and those with common sense) know they’re just stupid. 

“Wait… Gojo, how do you know Akane? Is she from your clan?” Satoru looked him dead in the eye and with no hesitation responded.

“She’s my sister, you idiot. Ya know for someone who claims to be as smart as you are, you’re pretty stupid. How’d you think I knew her? Did you think I had a kid at eleven, that I kidnapped her and she has Stockholm syndrome?” Suguru looked to the side, letting out a nervous laugh.

“Oh my god you did, didn’t you?” Satoru shoved him before walking off with the girl, failing to remember her bag again.However, that may have been on purpose so a certain boy would be in his dorm later that night.

 When they finally got far enough Akane reached up and wrapped her arms around his neck.

“You called me your sister! Does this make you m’ brother?” Satoru looked at the girl, a laugh falling through his lips.

“I’ve always been your brother, since the day I met you.”

That day (Y/n) gained a brother and discovered she had one all along. That day (Y/n) opened her heart to another person without meaning to. In the future he will walk off with a part of not only hers, but her brother’s as well. When that day arrives, her brother will be there to comfort her, to remind her that he’ll always be there. When that day arrives, (Y/n) will learn that sometimes ‘soulmates’ doesn’t mean forever. 

─── ⋆⋅ December 2017 ⋅⋆ ─── 

(Y/n) felt the tears make their way down her cheeks, she felt Yuuta hold her in his arms as Inumaki got up to take the cookies out of the oven. She felt safe, loved, and appreciated. When Inumaki came back, he brought a plate of cookies with him.

‘Do you want to go to your room, or one of ours?’

“ Mine, please.” Her voice was soft, almost like she was whispering. The three of them picked up their things and made their way to (Y/n)’s room. Yuuta had only seen her room in passing, never actually stepping inside. It felt taboo in a way, he’d never been in a girls room before. Though the way the couple held his hands, guiding him in, there is no way in hell he would walk away. 

Stepping into the room, he saw that her room was cluttered, not messy, but covered with items. He saw that there was barely any actual room to be seen. There was something covering nearly every inch. What caught his eye were the polaroids taking up a good chunk of her wall. Some were faded, discolored at the edges, while others were more recent. There were so many different people in the photos, but some were consistent. In an older one, he saw two boys holding (Y/n) at the beach. The boys held hands and one of them was giving the older one a kiss. He could see how bright everyone's smiles were. Upon closer inspection, he noticed that the boys looked familiar. Yuuta’s eyes widened as he turned around.

“(Y/n), is that sensei?” She looked over and nodded her head. 

“The boy next to him is Sugu-nii. They used to take me on trips with them all the time.” He saw the dates on the bottom of the pictures span across years. Small sticky notes to the side stuck close to the photos. Unlike the photos, he could tell that these weren’t old, they were relatively new. 

‘7/9/07 - last family trip to the beach’

‘4/12/07 - yu and ken-nii took me to the movies’

‘6/21/05 - first playdate with Nori’

‘5/17/05 - first playdate with Toge’

‘10/6/05 - last day with mother’

Yuuta watched silently as (Y/n) stood next to him, a vacant expression on her face, while she stared at them.

“What do you see when you look at these, Yuuta?” He looked confused at first before taking a closer look. What caught his eye was the way Geto seemed to go from a smiling, happy person to a cold, husk of a human. He also saw Gojo go from a carefree person to someone who bore a smile that didn’t reach his eyes. He saw Shoko’s eyebags grow darker, he saw Nanami grow more distant, he saw (Y/n) having a harder time smiling. He could see how much it pains her to stare at the people that are no longer in her life. 

“You… you’re hurting all the time, aren’t you?” She looks at him, her eyes dulled just slightly. 

“I’ve seen the more brilliant shamans come in and out of these dorms. I’ve seen them pursue successful careers, I’ve seen them die while attending here. I’ve seen so many people who feel the same as Suguru, I’ve felt the same as him. After he left I still held hope that he wouldn’t stay gone. That he would come back. I would leave voicemail after voicemail, asking him when he’d be home, that we’d welcome him with open arms. I think Toru-nii still would, to be honest. He could never move on after he left. I keep these photos as a reminder, to remember the people I have lost, to remember those who didn't get a chance to grow old like I have.” He sees Inumaki reach out and hold her. He holds her against his chest, trying to offer any comfort he can. Yuuta looks at Inumaki, silently asking him if it truly was okay for him to be seeing this, for him to comfort her. 

Inumaki reaches his hand out, an invitation for him, Yuuta hesitantly grabs his hand. Inumaki pulls him towards them and this time Yuuta doesn’t hesitate. He wraps his arms around the people he cares deeply about. He holds them for the rest of the night, taking his place in their hearts and solidifying his place in their lives. 

─── ⋆⋅ September 2007 ⋅⋆ ── 

The day started fairly bland if anything. The sun was slightly hidden by the clouds, it wasn’t too hot or too cold, (Y/n) hadn’t slept in and she made sure to carefully make her way from her brothers tangled limbs and tiptoed out of Suguru’s room before leaving. 

She went to school and no one said anything mean, she got a good score on her spelling test and she wasn’t late home. Suguru had told her before (Y/n) left for school that he would take her out for ice cream if she had done a good job. He had said that he would be there waiting for (Y/n) at the school gates. 

He wasn’t.

The six year old had thought that maybe he was busy, or that he lost track of time, although three missed calls later she decided to go home. Satoru had gotten her a phone after what happened the year before with the older kids bullying her so she could get help if she needed it. 

Throughout the walk back to the school, she had hoped that he would be there to greet her.

He wasn’t. 

She had sat in the kitchen, waiting for him to pop up and fulfill his promise of ice cream.

He hadn’t. 

She had sat on his bed doing her homework, hoping he was busy with a mission or out with Satoru.

He wasn’t. 

She had been wandering the halls, looking for him, when she heard her older brother yelling. It was then she thought that maybe he had died. That he wouldn’t be coming back. 

He hadn’t died. 

She watched as Satoru screamed and screamed, hoping for an explanation. 

She wouldn't get one for a long time.

She saw her brother a couple days later sitting on the steps of the school, eyes red, face swollen, as he explained to her simply. 

“Sugu-nii won’t be coming home, (Y/n).”

“Did he die?”

“...no, not physically.” 

She had waited for Suguru anyway, waiting for him to come back and make Satoru feel better. 

He never came.

One day after school she walked and walked to see if she could find Suguru herself. 

She did.

“Sugu-nii? Is that you?”  she watched as he turned around, surprised to see her there. He had been talking to an older man with a faint mustache on his upper lip and spiky hair. 

“(Y/n), what are you doing all the way over here? It’s not safe. Where’s Satoru?” She looked at him. She saw that his eye bags were gone, that the slump in his shoulders was no longer there, that he was gaining weight again. She also noticed that his hair was no longer in the tight bun he usually wore. 

“ ‘re you feeling better?” His eyes widened a small fraction and smiled.

“ I am. Where is Satoru?”  She looked to the side quickly for looking back at him.

“He’s not here. I don’t think he’d notice right now.” He frowned slightly before kneeling down in front of the girl. 

“I’m sure he will, (Y/n). He’s just moping about. Satoru will be back to normal soon.” She shook her head.

“ It’s like you died, Sugu-nii. I don’t like it at all. Are you coming home soon?” He looked at the girl, thinking of what to say next. 

“(Y/n), I’m not coming back.” (Y/n)’s brows furrowed before looking back at Suguru.

“What d'ya mean you’re not coming back? You have to, so we can be a family again!” He let out a heavy sigh. How do you tell the person who you view as a little sister, who you know if you stayed with you’d view her as your daughter, that you’re leaving and have no intentions of coming back? Suguru didn’t want to hurt her anymore than he already has or will, but he knew he couldn’t let her continue to hope that one day things will go back to normal. Even if he did, he would be executed for his actions. He reached for his wrist, taking off his bracelet, and handed it to the girl.

“Here, (Y/n), so you can remember me. Satoru has a matching one, you’ll be his only family now, so you need to take care of him. Okay?” She looked at him confused.

“But you’re family too.” He opened his mouth then quickly closed it again. Suguru looked at the sky before looking back at her.

“I hope you’ll forgive me one day, or at least try to, but I’ve found a new family. One who understands me, who won’t judge me.” The small girl looked confused. All this time she had thought that they were a family, a happy family. (Y/n) thought that the love they had for one another would be invincible. Tears welled up in her eyes that she tried to fight back. 

“But I love you, isn’t that enough?” Suguru was at a loss for words. He had been the one to preach to the girl that love can save people, that respect can save people. How could he face her after everything he’s said?  

“I will always love you, you and Satoru, but I can’t stay in that place anymore. I was in pain and now I’m not,” he rose from where he was and pulled the girl into one more hug, “when you’re older, you can come find me, but for now you need to stay with your family.” 

(Y/n) hadn’t understood it at the time, but she did get older. As she grew up, she poured over the files of her brother, trying to understand why he did what he did. She sat at the steps of the cult for hours at a time, trying to get a glimpse of him. She even tried to go in, but (Y/n) could never open the door. 

As she grew older, she began to understand where Suguru was coming from, but that didn’t mean she agreed with it. She continued to deny her brother's actions, still clinging onto the hope he would be there when she woke up. 

He wasn’t. 

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-omg guys I’m so funny!!1! I was not originally planning on making this have so much angst, but i changed my mind later lol. The next chapter, ‘bona fide’ will be the final fight in jjk0 and bringing us to season one of jjk, which should be released 9/23. The next chapter after that, ‘purple lilac blooms’ will be a 5+1 fic which should be released 9/30. Thank you so much for reading and I hope you liked it!

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When Jayne Mansfield Met Alice the Brady Bunch’s Housekeeper! Let me put this forgotten fringe-of-show biz encounter in context. From Jayne Mansfield: The Girl Couldn’t Help It (2021) by Eve Golden: 

“In May 1964 Jayne signed (at $4,000 a week) to bring two of Marilyn Monroe’s movie roles to the stage: the pathetic nightclub singer Cherie in Bus Stop (first played onstage by Kim Stanley in 1955) and wide-eyed gold digger Lorelei Lee in the 1949 musical Gentlemen Prefer Blondes (originated on Broadway by Carol Channing). Bus Stop, written by William Inge, required heavy-duty acting and Gentlemen Prefer Blondes required heavy-duty singing (“A Little Girl from Little Rock” and the anthem “Diamonds Are a Girl’s Best Friend” among other songs – most of which were cut from the 1953 movie version). Jayne needed a good director; her acting ranged from brilliant to amateurish depending on the script and director she was handed. Bus Stop and Gentlemen Prefer Blondes had good scripts, so she set about interviewing potential directors. Finding a seasoned professional who was willing to do summer stock might not be easy. Jayne was lucky, finding twenty-eight-year-old New Yorker Matt Cimber in her first round of interviews.” 

At the time, Mansfield was still married to Mickey Hargitay. Cimber would soon become Mansfield’s third and final husband. Her leading man (playing the part of Bo Decker) was Stephen Brooks. Hargitay was cast in a smaller role as the bus driver. Also in the cast: Ann B Davis (aka Alice the housekeeper from TV sitcom The Brady Bunch). “Jayne was not as advertised,” Davis would rage years later. “She was huge drunk. Bipolar. Unprofessional. And any claims that she was a genius - ha! She was about as bright as a chalkboard. Dumb as sin! She was not educated by any definition. She was a blowzy alcoholic. She could barely read lines and was awful to the rest of the cast and crew.” In case anyone missed the point, Davis continued, “She was vulgar, obscene and pathetic … that girl was a dark monster!” While touring Bus Stop, Mansfield told a reporter, “Right now we’re trying to arrange a 15-week tour with Cat on a Hot Tin Roof.” The mind reels imagining Mansfield interpreting Tennessee Williams’ “Maggie the Cat”!

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