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yuricides · 1 month
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Ultimate Yuri/GL Master List
Ambiguous Feelings by zhuotian (Hentai)
Ushiro no Kuma-san by aoiro_050 (Hentai)
I Came To The Love Hotel by kitaku (Hentai)
WEAKNESS by Bbtan (Manhwa, Mature)
The Story of a Strict Teacher Who Got Fucked by Her Gyaru Bitch Student by pandacorya (Hentai)
Party of Female Adventurers Fuck a lot at the Inn Once Nighttime Comes by yukataro & kawayuka taro (Hentai)
Liyuesbian Remedial Sex by negom (Hentai)
100-nichi Go ni ××× suru Onna Shachou to Shinyuu Shain by Suzuki Senpai (Comedy, Romance, Slice of Life, Office Wokers, Shounen)
A Monster Wants to Eat Me by NAEKAWA Sai (Drama, Seinen, Supernatural)
After Hours by Nishio yuuta (Mature, Drama, Romance, Slice of Life, 
Akira Sensei to Hiyori-chan by Orikuchi Hirata (Oneshot, Romance, School Life)
Scarlet by Yuino Chiri (Horror, Supernatural, Action, Adventure, Monsters, Fantasy, Vampires, Drama)
DAMDAM!! by Totsuno Takahide (Oneshot, Action, Horror, Supernatural)
Yuri Boobs Anthology by various artists (Anthology, Romance, School Life)
Wind Through Young Reeds by 碧落cici (Full Color, Historical, Fantasy)
True Love That Starts with a Lie by Kurokoda wani (Josei, Romance, Comedy, Mature, Smut)
True Yuri Stories by Tsuzura Ryou (Slice of Life, Romance)
An OL at Her Limit and a College Girl by Obata Rui (Slice of Life, Office Workers)
The Real Momoka by Arai sumiko (Ecchi, Drama, Romance)
Swallow Tail by Tima & Noppi (Web Comic, Drama, Romance)
Strawberry Syrup by Kanju (Web Comic, Comedy, Slice of Life)
Beloved Paintings by Mimoto (Drama, Slice of Life)
Boyish Girl x Gyaru by Kawai Rou (School Life)
Childhood Friend, Big Love by Kanno Fumi (School Life, Romance)
Cinderella Cosplaytion by Nanatsu Fuji (Comedy)
Kyou Kara Mirai by Yoshitomi Akihito (Comedy, School Life)
Love Me Like I Do! by Manio (Adult Life, Cheating)
Okiku-san wa Ichatsukitai by Yuino Chiri (Comedy, Slice of Life, Supernatural)
On a Leash by Aji (Action, Drama, Fantasy)
Otome no Teikoku by Kishi Torajirou (School Life, Ecchi, Romance, Slice of Life)
Sekai de Ichiban Oppai ga Suki! by Konbu Wakame (Ecchi, Comedy, School Life)
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misscammiedawn · 6 months
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Penlight - A Quick Review
Download Penlight (Pay what you like) from Itch.io here
My detailed Penlight route reviews: Nozomi Routes - Sayori (Part 1 - Doll) - Sayori (Part 2 - Alter)
Turq's reviews: Hiroko Robot - Hiroko Tickling - Nozomi Zo
So I have spent the past week going through every route I possibly could of Penlight.
On Sleepyhead's Discord we ran a session of it on stream and a group of us were watching as two characters shyly open up about their hypnokink and the chat was alive with nostalgia over our own awkward starts into this kink and it was evident that the game knew our experiences well.
If you want my tl;dr review it is this: Penlight is a story written with love for hypnokink as a whole and a wariness of the toxic elements of the culture that it intends to subvert at every turn. It's a game about ethics, responsibility, trust and exploration from the perspective of someone who very clearly understands the ins and outs of this kink.
Download it for free on Itch. Support the Patreon. Play the game and enjoy it.
Now for the full ramble:
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Penlight is a visual novel coded in Ren'py, a platform I have some experience with from my brief time as a member of a game developer circle.
The basic storyline is that you play Kyou Koyama, an 18 year old student about to take his college entrance exams. His entire secondary school career he has had his eyes on a classmate, Nozomi Akemi and after witnessing her volunteer for a stage hypnosis session during the prior year's cultural festival he has gone all in on learning hypnosis and has developed a tool that will help him win the affections of his crush...
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So far this sounds like any old H-Game with a protagonist getting his hands on a brainwashing device, ready to go on a rampage... that's intentional. The tropes are set to make this seem like one of those games.
But have some faith and patience.
See, Kyou is viewed by the school as a creeper. He's been friendless for 3 years of his secondary school life and has spent much of that time longing for Nozomi's attention. He's not quite subtle about this, either.
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Some routes have Kyou in a very self-defeating and angry state of mind where he feels victimized by the world and hated on. I admit it's not fun to have a perspective character being a shithead but I suppose that incentivizes the audience to improve him as soon as possible...
Part of Kyou's resentment comes from the fact that the hostility he faces is not all in his head. Just mostly.
Nozomi has two close friends, Hiroko the spunky tennis star who will routinely tell Kyou to go fuck himself and Sayori the smartest girl in class who harbors her own resentment for Kyou's devil-may-care approach to life. They both work overtime running interference for Nozomi to ensure her stalker will not get an opportunity to approach.
But Kyou is eventually given some time alone with Nozomi during an after school cleaning session and the game's thesis statement is made clear with the very first option in the game:
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From here the game will branch off into a number of branching stories where Kyou and his classmates discover that he actually does possess a brainwashing device, even as he attempts to utilize mundane hypnosis skills. Anyone who looks at the penlight is helpless to resist and it will rewrite their brains to comply with the suggestions.
In my view the Penlight represents years and years of toxic approaches in a relationship with hypnosis all condensed down into a week. My thread on ethical personality play was entirely inspired by playing the Personality Play route and despite the lack of malice, Kyou makes severe mistakes which reflect mistakes that I have experienced in my life.
The penlight is simply a narrative device that takes years of conditioning and condenses the consequences, regrets and repercussions into a single week.
Fantastic storytelling for fables on how important safety and consent are.
At time of writing there are over 180 CG images, 33 endings with 14 unique routes. More being added every month via Patreon.
The themes of the game explore communication in exploring kink, trust within hypnosis play and safety. The terminology is really good and the understanding of how real life hypnokink is mostly good, spare for a few moments like "thousands" of people tuning in to a hypnosis livestream. Even our biggest and best content creators and streamers cap at 400 or so viewers.
Phrases like "hypnotee" and "hidden observer" which are used entirely within hypnosis circles get thrown around accurately and organically and many routes involve characters describing real world applications from hypnotherapy, anesthetic aid during surgery and even the ins and outs of how a stage hypnosis routine is performed behind the scenes and in-front of an audience.
Angela DeMille knows her stuff.
Nozomi Akemi also knows her stuff.
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I'll go into spoilers and my more in-depth thoughts in the coming weeks/months but I wanted to at least break down the core three paths that you can pick and why they appeal.
Nozomi: In this route a repressed woman on the aroace spectrum meets someone who shares her kink and dives in too fast and too deep into her hobby. The route explores compartmentalizing kink and personal life, internalized shame for having sexual interests, "the slope" of chasing new peaks of a thrilling kink and losing regard to safeties and themes of "using" people for access to kink.
Sayori: In this route Kyou offers to help an overworked classmate with her sleep schedule. Regardless of your branching choices (Personality Play route or Doll Play route) it begins with a lack of security. Sayori starts the route feeling unsafe and afraid and your choices will lead to either damage being mitigated or becoming more than can be handled. Consequences, respect and honoring someone's wishes are all explored to their full.
Hiroko: In this route Kyou and his nemesis, Nozomi's best friend, craft an uneasy alliance where they explore hypnosis as a tool for focus in sport. Trust is at the core of this route with the two intensely disliking one another and constantly attempting to even their power dynamics via prank based hostility. This route is about crafting rapport, about belief in one another (which can even be hijacked for a "Gullible" route) and can lead to a beautiful friendship.
The game is amazing and I highly recommend you check it out.
...anyway. I'm gonna write about each route in a little more detail sometime in the future. I have so much to say about all the different little things like the consistencies between routes, the dramatic ironies of knowing things to be true in some routes and experiencing things that build upon that in others, the specific warnings and cautions at play and of course answer the question "who is best girl?"
But for now I just wanted people to have my whole-hearted recommendation.
Go download Penlight. It's hosted on Itch.io and is being updated monthly.
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lgbtqmanga · 1 year
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New Releases Oct. 11, 2022
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Black and White: Tough Love at the Office vol. 1 by Sal Jiang
Sparks (and fists) fly in this violent yuri love story.
Shirakawa Junko is headed for the top of the corporate ladder in the Overseas Investor Department at the bank where she works–until Kuroda Kayo transfers over from Corporate Sales. Kayo is another all-star employee, and she has a foreign university degree to boot. When Kayo and Junko are assigned to work together, their heated rivalry reaches critical mass. Whether they’re banging each other’s heads or simply banging each other, these two office rivals are ready to go at it!
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Black or White vol. 5 by Sachimo
Shige has decided to costar in a drama with Tatara, a veteran actor his boyfriend Shin adores. Tatara has made it known he thinks Shige is only going to drag Shin down as an actor. Wanting to prove him wrong, Shige puts on a performance to rival that of his far more experienced costar. Meanwhile, Shin’s best friend, idol Hanasaki, reveals to the public that the two are friends as a way to pursue his own agenda!
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Hyperventilation by Bboung Bbang Kkyu 
Myongi and Sunho haven't seen each other since they were 18 years old. Now 27, they run into one another at a high school reunion, and the romantic feelings they had for one another come rushing to the surface. But are they the same people now that they were back then? This book contains sexual content and is intended for an audience aged 18 years and up.
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I’m in Love with the Villainess vol. 5 (Light Novel) by Inori, Hanagata
THE LOVE THAT CHANGED EVERYTHING
Rae and Claire saved the world for each other. Now they must fight to keep it. As they lead the united forces of their kingdom and its neighbors against the demon threat, they begin to uncover strange and unsettling secrets. The hidden truth of the world has devastating implications not only for the lives of everyone they hold dear, but their very selves. The thrilling conclusion of the second arc!
FINAL VOLUME
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Last Gender vol. 1 by Rei Taki
Welcome to BAR California, a place for you to reveal your true self.
People of different genders, propensities, and sexual orientations gather at a certain chic bar that’s hidden from the public eye. While some come in search of themselves, others step into the establishment looking for sex and love. There are as many sexualities as there are people, and the patrons’ stories intertwine as they struggle to find happiness. A bisexual trans woman who’s been hurt by the voices of others wishes she had a “normal” relationship; a married, middle-aged salaryman secretly expresses his female side; and a pansexual cis guy is on the lookout for true love.
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Moon and Sun vol. 2 by Akane Abe
Masahiro, heir to a yakuza syndicate, has been skating through life without much purpose, but that all changers when he meets makeup artist Tsubaki. Attracted not only to Tsubaki's outer appearance but also his inner strength, Masahiro can’t help but be affected by the statuesque beauty’s influence. But he’s not the only one growing from their relationship—the seemingly put-together Tsubaki can’t help but learn a little something too!
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Ore Miko vol. 1 by Sakira.
NEED AN EXCORCIST?
Could the random assaults happening around town be the work of a demon? On a dark, rainy night after finishing his part-time job as a bartender, college student Kyou Izakura is attacked by a demon who’s disguised himself as a older gentleman!!
Before being completely devoured, cool but pushy exorcist Shin Goudo intervenes and discovers that Kyou has the power to absorb spirits into his body. However, in order to release the spirit from his body, Kyou must consume semen and Shin offers his help.
Follow Kyou and Shin as their relationship deepens while they work together to stay alive in this all new supernatural erotic drama by SAKIRA!
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Shonen Note: Boy Soprano vol. 1 by Yuhki Kamatani
Yutaka Aoi is sweet, sensitive, and loves singing...so much so that he can’t help but be brought to tears whenever he listens to beautiful music. He also has a talent few boys have: He can sing soprano. So when Yutaka overhears his middle school’s choir group perform, he can’t resist joining in. Inspired by the angelic sound of Yutaka’s voice, the choir eagerly accepts him into their ranks. But when Yutaka’s voice begins to change as he enters puberty, the journey ahead will be one of self-discovery and reflection for not only himself, but also for those around him.
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SHWD vol. 1 by sono.N
A hardboiled yuri tale about two special agent women fighting supernatural horrors!
Special Hazardous Waste Disposal (or SHWD) has a mission to destroy mysterious biological weapons left behind after the last war. Though SHWD mostly hires men, their newest recruit, Koga, a buff female operative, is assigned to Sawada, the only other woman in the Tokyo branch. Before long, Koga finds herself falling for Sawada, whose powerful psyche compliments Koga’s big muscles. Together, the unlikely duo must confront monsters beyond their wildest nightmares. Office romance meets buddy cops meets yuri horror!
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alicetallula · 4 years
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DEArtfest - July 2020 - Day 31 : #TOUCHSTARVED - 31.07.2020
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It was a pleasure to participate to the the DEArtfest organized by @octopunkmedia, based on their movie, Detroit Evolution in the universe of DBH
Day 1 : REVERSE AU / Day 2 : #SHARINGABED / Day 3 : COLLEGE AU / Day 4 : #PROPOSAL / Day 5 : WESTERN AU / Day 6 : #AMNESIA / Day 7 : TIME TRAVEL/LOOP – Reed900 / Day 7 : TIME TRAVEL/LOOP – Valerina  / Day 8 : #DANCING / Day 9 : MERMAID AU / Day 10 : #SICKFIC / Day 11 : ALL HUMAN AU + GENDERBEND / Day 12 : #5+1 / Day 13 : COFFEESHOP AU / Day 14 : #ENEMIESTOLOVERS / Day 15 : SOULMATES AU / Day 16 : NOIR/MAFIA AU / Day 17 : #VACATION / Day 18 : CROSSOVER / Day 19 : #BODYSWAP / Day 20 : VAMPIRE AU / Day 21 : #MUTUAL PINING / Day 22 : PACIFIC RIM AU / Day 23 : #FAKEDATING / Day 24 : ALTERNATE ENDING / Day 25 : #ROOMMATES / Day 26 : ROYALTY AU / Day 27 : #WHUMP / Day 28 : MONSTER AU / Day 29 : #STUCKINACLOSET / Day 30 : JANE AUSTEN AU
Day 31 : #TOUCHSTARVED - Page 1/2 - 31.07.2020
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So I went with one of the scenes between Tohru and Kyou from the manga Fruits Basket by Natsuki Takaya ! It was fun !
And this DEArtfest was a wild ride ! I'm glad I have been able to make it and see everybody's take on each prompt !
Done using ink pens, graphite pencils, colored pencils and an acrylic paint pen
AO3 post / DeviantArt post / Instagram post / Patreon post / Twitter post
Day 31 : #TOUCHSTARVED - Page 2/2 - 31.07.2020
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Done using ink pens, graphite pencils, colored pencils and an acrylic paint pen
AO3 post / DeviantArt post / Instagram post / Patreon post / Twitter post
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jtl-fics · 10 months
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Rules: Answer all the questions, then tag 9 people you want to get to know better!
I was tagged by @bitchesdoweknowu
Three Current Ships :
Neil Josten x Andrew Minyard (AFTG)
Link x Zelda (Tears of the Kingdom)
Cale Henituse x Money (Trash of the Count’s Family)
First ship: Inuyasha x Kagome (Inuyasha) or Starfire x Robin (Teen Titans) they may have been happening simultaneously.
Three All Time Ships:
Rean Schwarzer x Crow Armbrust (Trails of Cold Steel)
Kyou Sohma x Tohru Honda (Fruit’s Basket)
Riku x Sora x Kairi (Kingdom Hearts)
Last song I listened to: Night Vision (Lindsey Sterling)
Last movie I watched: The Slime Reincarnation movie Scarlet Bond. I just love my blue blob.
Currently reading: It’s a whole slew of fanfiction that I’m having my Mac read to me while I play Zelda (trying to avoid AFTG so I don’t get drawn back in and leave Hyrule unsaved)
Currently watching: Mayday: Air Disasters (All my college friends are pilots so I gotta study up if I wanna know what the FUCK they’re talking about when I see them next week for our lil’ reunion. Also I’m just obsessed with disaster documentaries.)
Currently consuming: Tempura seaweed
Currently craving: Decent head armor in Legend of Zelda. Also cherry coke.
Tagging: @hellomynameismoo, @snazzy-jas-z-is-a-fan-of, @basicallylegallyblonde @ittyybittybaker @bikevindayy (gonna be honest I’ve been reading ur sn as bike ‘n davy until I actually had to type it out for this. It’s all come together now) @foxyatlas @fortheloveofexy @stabbyfoxandrew @adinthedarkroom
No pressure to actually do it. It was a just a lil bit of fun.
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batatapako · 4 months
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🍰🤍 Trident emoji.
Kindaichi, bitchboy, fess up (love u kyou/p)
I MISSED THINKING AB THEM BC OF MY SCHOOL AND COLLEGE WORK THANK YOUUUU
🍰-What are your OC'd favorite sweets / desserts?
-Bitchboy™ likes anpan. a lot. probably the only thing he snacks on really.
-Keendch on the other hand probably likes something like sakura mochi or smth (keeping the pink and flower theme going)
White Heart- What are three of your OC's neutral / questionable traits?
keendch:
- Kind of. way too positive. Kinda Toxic positive sometimes.
- A bit too dense at times and can't really read the room
- Sometimes a bit inconsiderate when it comes to situations he can't understand, even though he thinks he's being considerate.
bitchboy™:
- He's. very reluctant to step out of what he's familiar with.
- Incredibly impulsive
- If his mind is set on one thing HE WILL GET IT DONE no matter whatever's in the way, even if it harms his health more
Trident Emblem- Can your OC swim? Do they enjoy swimming?
- keendch probably isn't a swimming enjoyer but he'd know how to swim in the least to survive.
-bitchboy™ knows how to swim and enjoys it but it's too much effort to him. He'd probably just chill on the side or put his feet into the body of water instead.
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readwatchrepeatblog01 · 7 months
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Art ufficiali di JAXX per "Under the Greenlight: In Dreams"
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Art collegate ne abbiamo? ...A quanto pare, si!
Precedentemente abbiamo scoperto "l'altro lato della scacchiera" nelle art ufficiale di KYOU per la sua opera BL "Shitline" (vedi post).
Questa volta è JAXX ad unire i puntini delle art ufficiali della sua opera "Under the Greenlight", pubblicando una terza immagine raffigurante i due protagonisti (vedi immagine)
Di seguito sono riportate tutte le immagini in sequenza.
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Fonte: jaxx_s2
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sillyhisui · 10 months
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hisui life update
i got a job,, like an actual one at a grocery store W
im learning how to drive yaay
im going on vacay like the first week of july for fourth of july but im gonna try my absolute best to grind artfight this year!! bc i was so absent last year 🗿
i wantttttt to start a webcomic for my ocs kotone and kyou but im nervous bc i dont know how to format it right and ive barely even started it,, i still want to present their story somehow. maybe ill just write it
im going into junior year next year woot woot (college is coming closer and closer.)
i had like 2 guys ask me out and they were like rednecks and kinda annoying ngl and my standards are so unbelievably high bc im delusional soo
im batman too btw (very serious)
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backwardshirt · 1 year
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Do you like any modern AU for rentan?
Hi there Nonny! I hope you're well!
I'm assuming you might meant if i in particular have any ideas, rather than fic recs, so that's the route I took! Lmk if you were looking for recs--I can give those as well!
So I've got a couple in my notes app!
College AU were Kyou and Tan end up as roommates. So either there's another in the house and need one more person, or they get randomly assigned. Regardless, they get on like a house fire, and decide to room again the next year, just the two of them. They're great friends. Both know their own feelings towards the other, but both are worried about ruining what they already have, so they ignore them. Or try. Kyojuro is only a little jealous of how much Zenitsu and Inosuke are around Tan. Tanjiro of course is always a little something when Uzui is hanging off Kyo. (Uzui knows. There is no universe in which Uzui doesn't know.) Fast forward and something got Tanjiro all riled up, so while Kyo is out, he has some...alone time. Kyou comes home earlier than Tanjiro expected and throws open Tan's door, because that's one of his flaws as a person. Sees Tanjiro...well...and slams the door shut in apology. Tanjiro comes out later with a red face and embarrassment radiating off his skin. Kyou awkwardly tells him he hopes he was "able to finish." and things kind of come to a head. Happy ending.
Blind Date Au where the two of them get set up on a blind date and boy oh boy are they both a mess around each other. That's really it as far as that one is concerned. Probably a one shot.
Animal Hybrid Au where where Tanjiro "adopts" for lack of a better word, Cat!juro from the hybrid shelter. He was about to be..."taken care of" for being too much to handle,or something like that. Kyo is very affectionate and that leads to situations. Maybe a weird play with omegaverse, which I haven't messed with yet. That's about as far as I've gotten.
I hope these answers work for you/I hope this is what you were looking for! Most of my ideas center more around the canon universe and are more divergence, but these are super fun too! I'm very much a 'happy ending' kind of person, but I'm not above putting them through pain before they get it! Idk if any of those would be considered that, but here we are regardless!
Thanks for the ask, this was fun!! :) :)
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kanawolf · 24 days
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All Modern AU Ideas (currently) For Demon Slayer :3
(under the cut cause this is 4 pages in google docs)
Women's support group! Kotoha leaving her abusive husband early and not running into Douma's arms because she was tipped off to the group by Shizu Shinazugawa (who started attending while her husband was alive but especially stayed after he died and she was left alone with 7 children).
Ruka is part of the group, not because she divorced Shinjurou, but because she is living separately from him for a while due to how he started handling her illness as it worsened and she couldn’t keep up with his needs as well as her sons, much less her own. She found a lot of support with the group and was able to confront Shinjurou about his drinking with their help.
 
The “Spider Demon Mother” was forced into a relationship at a young age by her parents and with the help of the older ladies she was able to break out of it and is starting to branch back out in the hopes of reconnecting with her close friends that her ex separated her from.
Noriko isn’t part of the group due to relationship reasons but because they’ve been helping her keep her alcohol and nicotine intake in check
Kyoujurou is a part time history teacher part time college student. He lives on his own while Ruka and Senjurou live with his father (there was a period of time they were separated, but Ruka and Shin were able to work through their issues and moved back in together). Kyou’s relationship with his father is slightly strained due to a falling they had a few years before during one of Ruka’s hospitalizations. Things have been slowly but steadily getting better, even if they are still a bit awkward
Senjurou is starting highschool this year (he is a little nervous about his brother possibly playing favorites but also thinks he's reasonably enough to judge senjurous work fairly, like he does the other students)
He's very passionate about art but isn't certain if his father will support him in this, though Kyou and Ruka both absolutely will / do (and shin will too eventually)
He is absolutely going to be part of Tanjirous Squad even though he's two years younger as he's also in the same class as Nezuko (who is his best friend)
Tengen is a part time art teacher and part time college student who has severed ties to his family after his fathers’ abuse became a huge scandal and in their home city. His youngest siblings have slowly started reaching out, and he really doesn’t know how to feel about this
He is best friends with Rai still, who in turn made him befriend Giyuu (who he genuinely gets along with now). He’s officially dating Hina and Suma, but Makio hasn’t opened up to the idea of officially dating yet. Makio and Suma are currently dating though
Hina is a part time medical assistant who’s studying pharmaceuticals and has a particular interest in cures for various poisons. Suma works at a restaurant while studying culinary arts, though she and Hina both study historical fashion & make up. Makio studies martial arts, helps train newer students, and is studying ancient warfare. She also has a ghost hunting podcast she started with Suma (rai, tengen, and mitsuri are the most common guests in the show, but for varying reasons – namely, rai and tengen are delinquents)
The Twelve Kizuki are a gang?
Muzan secretly sponsors the gang? with Kibutsuji Industries (his business is historical artifacts, ancient flora protection, and textiles)
He is distantly related to Ubuyashiki but ignores this whenever people try to bring it up so everyone has just assumed that there was a falling out and has learned to not push it
Ubuyashiki has fingers in private security, medicine, education, and conservation acts. He is obscenely wealthy and frequently donates to charities.
Mitsuri is a painter and baker, both subjects she studies in college as well as has part time jobs for. She frequently visits and is visited by her family. She practices archery in her spare time (with Giyuu) and is the one who officially started the “Hashira” group that the in canon Hashira are all part of + Rai, Shiori, Makomo, and Sabito
She's also a volunteer at one of the local dance studios
Obanai, unofficially adopted by the Rengoku’s, tends to visit them about as often as Kyoujurou does (ie, not often), works with the local zoo specifically in the snake habitat. He’s head over heels for Mitsuri, who he met through Kyoujurou, who had become friends with Mitsuri back in high school while Obanai took a year of school elsewhere. He’s studying zoology currently, but isn’t certain if that’s what he wants to do. His minor is in music production (something Tengen wholeheartedly supports)
Sanemi is a part time math teacher, part time bouncer at a bar. He started working earlier (in restaurants, running deliveries, etc) to try and help his mother out with the bills, especially after his abusive father was murdered in an alley one night. He was beaten by his father, and tended to get in fights with people who insulted his mother / siblings as he is fiercely protective over them. He still has his temper and mean streak, but his relationship with Genya is a lot better & there are more ways / people who can cool his ass down. He does boxing and wrestling (along with Kyoujurou).
He prides himself on his math skills as they allowed him to get a more sophisticated job without having a super great education. He is making up for lost time though and is a part time college student.
Genya is in highschool, Sanemi made sure that he was able to get started in education earlier than he was able to, but he also works part time at a cat cafe / cat daycare (one that Gyoumei runs). He was forcibly friend adopted by the Kamado’s and now has to reckon with that considering his brother is also his teacher some of the time (does mean he does pretty well on math generally). The scar on his face was left by his father.
Gyoumei helps run a cat cafe / cat daycare that is very popular, especially with students thanks to how close it is to the highschool and college. He’s close to finishing his own college degree (in business with a minor in veterinary sciences) and is being prepped by the current owner of the cat cafe to take over.
His many orphans that he took care of in the manga all work at the cafe with him and he is slowly legally adopting all of them
Kaigaku was going to be one of Gyoumei’s official wards but was legally adopted (along Zenitsu) by Jigorou. However, the mental shit he deals with means that he actually spends more time crashing at Gyoumei’s apartment (especially started doing this after Zenitsu was adopted). He’s just starting college and has no idea what he wants to major in so is taking it slow and helps Gyoumei in the cat cafe + practices kendo and plays basketball so as to keep physically fit / get his aggression out.
Technically not related to Rai, still is called little brother by them. Still thinks of them as an older brother (some of the time, usually out of their hearing)
Zenitsu was also legally adopted by Jigorou and absolutely refers to him as gramps still, and he is befriended by Tanjirou in a semi-similar way (basically, he had a panic attack outside the school on his first day and Tanjirou and Nezuko helped him through it so he decided to stick with them). He has interests in learning the shamisen (in part because of Shiori), as well as geology and how lightning strikes can affect the human body (because he was still struck by one). He also has a pet (bird? bunny?) names Chuntaro
Rai was not officially adopted by Jigorou but does still call him gramps as he was their mentor during their kendo period and helped their family out many times (he is, technically a legal guardian for them though after their parents fell on some financial trouble when they were a kid and he helped them out by taking Rai in). They practice archery, martial arts, pole / aerial / modern dancing styles, and woodworking while mostly focusing on college, volunteering at the same clubs / studios they learn at, and working as a photographer (often photographs models and things for clients)
They sort of accidentally befriended the Kamadosquad after they showed up at his highschool to pick him one time and Nezuko pretty much immediately latched onto them as an older older brother figure
Genya also looks up to them a lot (and has talked to them about his slightly strained relationship with Sanemi, and has talked to Sanemi about them a couple times too)
Shiori works at a flower shop run by their parents. They are also in college but often do their classwork at home due to a lingering illness that they’ve had since their teenage years when it hospitalized them for a few months and made them miss nearly an entire semester of school, setting them back a bit. They occasionally volunteer at the same highschool the teens go to, helping them in their gardening club and some of the science classes that are focused on identifying flowers and things like that
This is how they also befriended the Kamadosquad and became like an older sibling to them as well
They’re also quite good friends with Shinobu, Kanae, and Makamo as they all frequently visit / make orders from the flower shop & they’re all in a study group thanks to their majors / minors being relatively similar (in theme at least)
Shinobu & Kanae lost their parents to a tragic accident when they were in their late teens, but were left a sizable fortune to live off of. Both study pharmaceuticals, but Shinobu focuses more on poisons and the fine line between them and medicine, while Kanae is far more focused solely on medicine, especially in finding cure / medical aids for rare diseases / chronic pain
The Hantengu family is made up of Urami (50s-60s probably), the quartet of (in technically oldest to youngest) Sekido - Karaku - Aizetsu - Urogi, and then Zohakuten is the youngest (15ish, goes to the same high school as Senjurou and the Kamado Squad).
Urami lives off family inheritance, he was arrested once but the record was struck out so as to not affect him, thus his crime is not known either. He's the boys grandfather, their parents are not in the picture (possibly abusive reasons, possibly they're both dead or in jail)
Sekido is the oldest brother, he's got some anger issues (he's sort of working on it) and has troubles because of it, but he genuinely cares about his brothers and wants what's best for him. He's the closest to Karaku and Zohakuten.
Daki is in college for fashion & works as a fashion model (often gets photos taken by Rai), while Gyutaro works as a bouncer / bodyguard for her when she has to travel between shoots (a couple men attempted to assault her a couple times when she was first starting out and he is very protective over her). He’s in college too, only a couple classes at a time though as he no idea what he wants to study since he never planned on remotely being able to go to school
Both of them were sponsored by Douma, who saw Daki’s potential as a model and wanted them both to have the best time of life (as he actually does give a shit about people in this au, at least sort os). He’s paid for both their schooling and pays for a good portion of their living expenses. He runs his own fashion industry, and also does his own modeling work, as well as working as an agent to get other people in the same industries.
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manhwafull · 1 year
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Read Manga A Hidden Side to My Crush / Waka-chan wa Kyou mo Azatoi / 和歌ちゃんは今日もあざとい
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[MANHWAFULL - Read manhwa, read manhua, read manga online] Title: Read Manga A Hidden Side to my Crush Read at Link: https://manhwafull.com/manga/a-hidden-side-to-my-crush/ Summary: Tomoya is a college freshman on a mission to finally get his first ever girlfriend, but with one small problem: he’s still a virgin! While he’s gotten close with the beautiful and charming girl Waka Sakuraba in his club at school, he can’t wrack up the courage to take the first step and ask her out. One day, Tomoya stumbles upon a hidden side to his crush Waka… From the creator of “Class Maid” comes a new love story about an unlucky college student and his crush! #manhwafull #manhua #manhwa #manga #manhwarecommendation #mangarecommendation #AHiddenSidetomyCrush #AHiddenSidetomyCrushManga
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starwikibio · 2 years
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Ghanshyam Tech (Art of Trading) Age Wiki Bio, Net worth, Address, Capital Journey & more - Starwikibio
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Full NameProfessionCapitalGhanshyam YadavProfessional Options Trader10-20 Crore INR If you are a Trader or want to become a trader in the future, Ghanshyam tech sir's journey can be your best inspiration for your trading career to start, he was born in a small village in Devaria district Bihar, in a poor Middle-class family. In 2006, he shifted from Devaria to Mumbai for his higher studies, just after he came to Mumbai his struggle for getting success started, after four days there a big flood arrived in Mumbai, and he is living in his cousin's House, which was filled with water that time, Next, he started his studies for graduation and also started a watchman's Job of 2 thousand rupees to fulfill his livelihood. Now, how the Journey of trading Started During his college, sometimes he goes to his friend's house where he saw his friend's father sitting on the computer doing Something, next day again he saw him and asked his friend what do your father do on the computer the whole day, doesn't he has any job, His friend told him that his father is a Trader and Investor who buys and Sells stocks and makes a profit, from there he started getting interested in Trading.
His basic Trading Rules
- Discipline is most important in trading - Protecting capital is more important than making a profit. - In Beginning, you should divide your capital into 4 parts and trade with only one part of your capital. - Your per day loss should not exceed more than 20th division of your capital.
Biography
Full Name/ Real Name Ghanshyam YadavNickname Ghanshyam Sir, Art of TradingDate Of Birth 1992Age 28 years (2020)Phone Number Kyou chahiye comment kare?HomeTown Devaria, BiharAddress Mumbai, IndiaReligion HinduEducation GraduateProfession Professional Option BuyerHeight 5’9 Feet (5ft.5inch.)Weight 65-75 kgHobbies Trading, Village Life, TeachingAge,height,education,address, phone number, DOB Social Media / Contact Youtube Art of Trading Ghanshyam TechFacebook Click HereAddress MaharastratelegramArt of Trading Ghanshyam Tech AnalysisTelegram Number9987132020Ghanshyam Sir contact details / social media Friends & Family FatherFarmerMotherHousewife/HomemakerSiblingsNot KnownWifeHomemakerFamilyFather, Mother, and KidsMarried StatusSoon getting married Friends, Family and Relationship Education SchoolLocal School in DevariaCollageMumbai, MaharastraDegreee B.techQualification Professional Trader Physical Stats HeightIn feet 5.5 In meter 1.65Weight 55-65 kgEye ColorBlack Also Read About: Chinu Kala(entrepreneur) Biography Financial Position Net WorthEstimated 50 crore – 100 Crore INR.Income1 cr+ / MoFamily ClassSelf-made Rich
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- He lost more than 5 lakhs before making profits - He puts all his salary around 20-25 thousand INR every month for trading. - He is teaching trading for free as hobbie - He is one of India's best Banknifty Traders. - He is very down-to-earth. - Likes to live in his village on holidays. - He is the founder of Art of trading youtube channel
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ao3feed-daisuga · 2 years
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Shonen University
read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/pkasOg7
by DaisyErina
This is the biggest crossover I've ever attempted. I can't guarantee updates, cuz it took me two years just to finish the first chapter, but I've also been more interested it recently so hopefully that counts for something. My Hero Academia, Naruto, Haikyuu, Fruits Basket, Miraculous Ladybug, Voltron, and Adventure Time characters are all enrolled in the same college. Follow them through classes, jobs, relationships, and shenanigans.
Words: 2487, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia, Naruto, Haikyuu!!, Fruits Basket, Miraculous Ladybug, Voltron: Legendary Defender, Adventure Time
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M, Multi
Relationships: Akaashi Keiji/Bokuto Koutarou/Kuroo Tetsurou/Tsukishima Kei, Iwaizumi Hajime/Oikawa Tooru, Hinata Shouyou/Kageyama Tobio, Sawamura Daichi/Sugawara Koushi, Shimizu Kiyoko/Yachi Hitoka, Tendou Satori/Ushijima Wakatoshi, Uchiha Sasuke/Uzumaki Naruto, Haruno Sakura/Yamanaka Ino, Nara Shikamaru/Temari, Sohma Hatsuharu/Sohma Kyou/Sohma Yuki, James Griffin/Keith (Voltron), Matt Holt/Shiro, Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir/Luka Couffaine, Marc Anciel/Nathaniel Kurtzberg, Bakugou Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku/Todoroki Shouto, Kaminari Denki/Shinsou Hitoshi, Dabi | Todoroki Touya/Takami Keigo | Hawks, Ashido Mina/Toga Himiko, Inuzuka Kiba/Kankurou
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - College/University, More ships to be tagged - Freeform, Ao3 suggested a lot of cross ships that I need to consider, Romance, Fluff, eventual smut probably, Crossover
read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/pkasOg7
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clairdelunelove · 3 years
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Closer Than We Seem
kyoutani kentarou x f!reader
genre: slight angst, fluff, comfort, romance, mutual pining 
warnings: cursing, implied past physical abuse, mentions of physical/verbal harassment 
synopsis: college!kyoutani demanded to know the source of the obnoxious arguing that kept him awake throughout the night. The thin walls barely filtered out the yelling and he had a 7:00 a.m. class in the morning. Venturing out to immediately put an end to it, kyou stumbles upon a person with a past that changes both their lives- and romance ensues. 
a.n: 5.0k words of some kyoutani content! enjoy!
He was sick of it.
Amber eyes, bloodshot around the edges, shifted to glance at the digital clock seated on the nightstand. The dark plastic is well worn as the illuminated screen is covered in cracks. Undoubtedly, the piece of technology was victim to his annoyed clobbering whenever the alarm went off.
Smothering a plush pillow over his ears, the blonde fervently attempts to block the commotion. His fingers press tightly against the only source of comfort that keeps his sanity at bay. A raised vein etched across his jawline as his teeth grind together and he forces out a grunt. 
2:25
“It’s been two damn hours.” 
Kyoutani’s gravelly voice is barely heard over the yelling in the next room. Disgruntled, he removes the pillow from his face and tosses it beside him with a roll of his eyes. The part-time college student is openly miffed by the lack of peaceful sleep he could be getting. He, quite honestly, didn’t appreciate showing up to morning classes with eye-bags as dark as the eyeliner that he meticulously lined his eyes with. Over the past four months, adequate rest is a miracle for him to discover each day. 
“And they’re still arguing,” Kyoutani rambles on while using the bottom of his hand to hammer the pillow onto the mattress, “who the fuck argues that long?” 
Scrunching his thin eyebrows, he tries to comprehend the mere logic behind quarrelling in the middle of the night, especially on a school night. By all means, Kyoutani isn’t a saint amongst sinners but in a couple hours the blond has a chemistry quiz, a subject he’s gloriously failing, and sleep was needed. 
Another frustrated shout rips through the popcorn textured walls which doesn’t muffle the noise due to the poor insulation covering. The voice is distinctly a male’s and it takes all of Kyoutani’s willpower not to roar back to assert his dominance. Instead, his fingertips rake through his cropped hair while letting out a grumble. 
His eyelids feel like weights are strapped to them, progressively drooping shut, as his vision becomes blurry. A rare silence drifts through his cramped dorm room. The place resembles a battle zone with clothes tossed to the bed, papers scattered over the desk, and empty protein bar wrappers cascaded on the floor. Yet, Kyoutani adored the small freedom he finally had at the university dorms. 
The silence lulls him to close his bloodshot eyes, a deep exhale flares out his pointed nose, and a relief floods through him. He might actually get some rest for once. 
“Get out!” 
At the obnoxious yell from the neighboring room, the blond is far too annoyed to logically comprehend his actions before his bruised knuckles are knocking at the wall. The numbness of rapping at the wall is barely registered over how livid Kyoutani is at the intrusion to his sleep. 
“Shut up!” 
He throws in the bellow for good measure and stops his onslaught of assault on the wall. It seems awkward scolding the wall and his hand slowly drops to his lap. His sharp eyes track the movement of his fingers, dimly noting that he needs to trim the cracked edges. Perhaps his unpolished fingertips are the reason for his missed spikes on the volleyball court lately. 
A solid thump resonates back to him, to which Kyoutani dumbly blinks at. Hairs at the back of his neck stand and he can literally feel the heat leave his ears as his blood boils. The college student’s temper has simmered down since high school but hearing the other person’s unperturbed knock ticked him off. It was almost like they were taunting him. 
“Oh that’s it,” he mumbles and kicks away the blanket that interlaced his figure. 
Stretching across the small room, his legs move on its own accord and he reaches to twist the knob of the door. Using the expanse of his muscular shoulder, he pushes the wooden structure open in hopes of confronting the rowdy student that resided next to his dorm room. 
Permanent frown plastered on his pale lips, the blond urges to dramatize the expression. He crosses his arms after knocking on the neighboring door and the action displays his athletic build as a result of years of sports. The irate appearance was perfected as a scare tactic that he used to his advantage in varying situations. Petrifying the student next door wasn’t excluded out of the list.
“Could you shut your mouth? You’re being too damn loud, man--”
Kyoutani allowed himself to commit a double take before hastily shutting his own mouth, only for it to part as a sharp inhale almost made him sputter. His onslaught of vulgarity, a script he’d previously rehearsed plenty of times, fell lost on his tongue as he eyes the female in front of him. 
You’re unfairly pretty. 
It pains him that the first thought that races within his mind is a compliment when your mascara is smudged at the edges. Your frizzy hair is at a disarray, strands sticking up even when it’s pulled into a ponytail. The hoodie that you’re wearing is far too large as the end hits above your midthigh and his thoughts short circuit when he drags his gaze upward to see that you’re already giving him a sheepish smile. 
“Sorry,” your voice pitches higher at the sudden appearance of the male, “were we being too loud?” 
“N-no? I mean yes,” Kyoutani sputters the first words and finishes his reasoning with a pathetic remark, “chemistry.” 
Your face lights up, visibly amused with his lack of speech at the moment while understandingly nodding, “you have a chemistry test?” 
“Yeah.”
“And you need to get some sleep before it?”
“Yeah.”
His responses are pitiful- even he knew- but there was only so much he could verbally say when focusing on the way your lips curved up when smiling. Plus, perhaps he was delusional with the lack of sleep, but your curiosity seemed to dip to his lean physique.
“I’m so sorry,” your eyes follow the blond’s movement of leaning against the doorframe, “we’ll try to keep it down so you can get some rest.” 
His brain disconnects with the small ounce of logic he carries when your sleeve sweeps across your nose to sniffle and he recognizes the dried tears that stain your face. Kyoutani isn't the best at handling emotions or being touchy-feely but he’s not ignorant.
“You good?” He asks while cautiously taking a step forward.
His defensive instincts, honed by years of avoiding other people, raise at the wary glint in your eyes. The blond’s inquisition is answered with a meek nod of your head and your nose scrunches to halt your sobs. Upon closer inspection, the sleeves on your hoodie is drenched in what he infers are tears.
Your feet remain rooted to the ground, neither welcoming him or pushing his intrusiveness away. He’s aware of the slight shake of your body and his golden eyes widen at how unnerved you were behaving. 
“My bad,” Kyoutani falters as his own doubts consume him, “I didn’t mean to make you cry-” 
“Who’s at the door, (Y/n)?”
The new voice, startling you with the sudden shout, comes from within the room. Distinctly, it’s the same tone that was hollering while Kyoutani was trying to sleep. The blond’s keen on how you were shifting your weight to each foot and the fidgeting only increased when footsteps resounded on the creaking floorboards. 
“Oh,” you squeak as your evasive gaze connects with his, “my dorm room neighbor.” 
Pulling your hands away from your face, a naive expression is plastered on when a male comes up behind you. The stranger is shorter and less lean than Kyoutani is. Yet, when the male captures your stare, you’re reeling back by fiddling with your fingers behind your back. 
The unpleasant male, brunet but his darker roots were peeking out, regards Kyoutani with a sniff, “can we help you?” 
Something about the male irked the blond and a frown tugs at his lips. He predicted that the guy was your boyfriend or had some type of connection with you. Being in university led to freedoms such as relationships. Although Kyoutani was a stranger to such involvement, he knew the attachment or void others were attempting to fill during these years.
“Yeah, you can,” the blond responds with a miffed scowl, “noise complaint.” 
There’s an uncomfortable silence when the brunet eyes Kyoutani with an agitated glower. It’s painstakingly silent. He’s surely showcasing his superiority within the uneasy situation. Though, the volleyball player is grateful for his decision of wearing a tattered, sleeveless shirt because the other male loosened into an apprehensive gaze. 
“She wasn’t listening to me, so,” the other male jut a thumb towards you and shrugs his shoulders, “sorry, dude.”
Raising a sharp brow, Kyoutani’s expression is dubious when noting how the blame is placed on you when the other male was clearly the only one hollering beforehand. It clicks that the uneasy flickering within your eyes is due to the other male and disgust engulfs him. 
His fist clenches, displeasure rolling off of him in waves before speaking up, “I’m pretty sure I just heard your loudass screeching. Just keep it down.” 
The brunet clams up at the jest, forehead wrinkling just enough to cause worry that lines would permanently stay there. Kyoutani watches the way the other male’s jaw tightens before he’s storming off. The blond regards the other’s lack of positivity with a roll of his eyes and mutters an insult under his breath. 
A whisper, faint but lingering in the silent air, leaves your lips, “thanks.” 
“Nah,” his amber eyes flicker to yours, “don’t need to thank me. ‘Ts about time someone put him in his place.” 
“Tell me about it.” 
“I could,” Kyoutani pauses to toe at the floorboards and the cheap tile chips at the touch, “if you’d let me.” 
The words tumble out of his mouth before it can be filtered and the result has him reeling back. His cheeks are warm, probably matching with his reddened ears. The invitation is annoyingly corny and the staleness makes him want to hurl. 
“Sounds like a deal.” 
Your response has his attention locked onto you again and he’s internally thankful that he’s not the only one embarrassed by his impromptu. Thumbing at the sleeves of your sweater, a lopsided grin etches across your face and the blond freezes up. His mind is functioning as quickly as a bullet train but his expression only stares back at you with a stupidly blank look. 
Your giggle snaps him out of his stupor before putting him into a daze over how charming the noise sounds. An entertained peek casts over him as you tuck your hair away from your face.
“I guess I’ll see you around-”
“Kentarou,” he discloses with a respectful yet hurried bow of his head, “Kyoutani Kentarou.” 
“(Y/n)(L/n). Call me (Y/n),” you mention before begrudgingly edging the door closed, “and good luck on your chemistry test, Kentarou.”
The next day, it irritates him that he can only conjure up an image of your smile when he should be solving for Planck’s constant.
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“Whatcha doing there?” 
Keys dangling in his grasp, he halts at the front of his dorm room door. It’s unwelcomely cold today and the brisk wind has his fingers alike to popsicles. The blond’s tried to fight off the chill with his customary varsity jacket and black beanie. Ideally he didn’t toss on the hat because he couldn’t bother with styling his hair- of course not. 
You’re situated on the floor with your knees pulled up to your chest while balancing a notebook atop of your makeshift desk. The lined paper has quick notes jotted down, highlighted words, and doodled diagrams that Kyoutani is able to discreetly peer at. A twinge of satisfaction tugs at him when your study habits are exactly what he’d picture they would be. 
“Studying,” your eyes never leave your paper as you respond to him. 
Uncapping a pastel highlighter, you exaggerate the action by underlining a phrase written in your notebook and raising a brow at him. The incredulous look on your face only comes off as sarcastic as Kyoutani rolls his dark eyes at your mockery. A grin curls on your lips while raising your shoe to nudge the side of his boot. He’s recognized each one of quirks, including your friendly banter.
“No shit Sherlock,” the blond pulls his hand away from the door and tucks the keys into his pocket, “coulda sworn you were sleeping.”
Crouching on par with you, he extends a finger to poke at your cheek and indicates the dark bags underneath your eyes. It’s lighthearted payback for the attitude he received just a second ago yet there’s a concerned glint in his stare. The darkness that surrounds your eyes is apparent even with the dab of concealer you managed to slap on in the morning and an embarrassed hand covers half of your face. 
“Kyou!” 
The threat isn’t laced with malice but the jab at his shoulder sure proves that humiliation is a strong consequence of emotion. He lets out a groan while gingerly rubbing the ache that emits from the bundle of muscle you punched. 
Childishly sticking out your tongue at his dramatics, you declare, “that’s what you get.” 
“Yeah, yeah.” 
He pauses and then recognizes that the position you’re in is one that seemed too familiar. Your gaze flutters back to the flimsy notebook, aware of how perceptive Kyoutani was when it involved the wellbeing of yours. 
Inviting the blond to warm up to you was certainly a gradual process but you did not regret it. Shy smiles transformed into late night talks over the phone. The two of you had a special yet uncharted compassion for each other that had bloomed over the last two months. 
“What,” the words taste like venom in his mouth and he desperately wants to spit it out, “he locked you out again?” 
You feign interest in your notes, physiology facts are sprawled onto the margins, while avoiding Kyoutani’s heated gaze. His hand balls into a fist, dull fingernails digging into the soft flesh of his palm. He knows that you won’t answer the seemingly obvious question even when you’re slumped on the floor in a feeble heap and it tugs at his heart.
Unfortunately, when Kyoutani faces displeasure he’s only adept to outwardly show his emotions. Ever since he was born, it was a rule to allow oneself to be impassioned about hobbies, beliefs, and avocations. The blond applied the rule to showcasing his appreciation to the people he deemed as special, as per usual. Except, he didn’t have the best grasp on handling his intense emotions. 
“He’s always treating you like shit,” the next part comes out like a scoff that rages within him, “and you’re always falling for it.” 
The weight of the words felt like a blow to your face, leaving a stinging sensation that resonated within you. The confrontation shook you to the core. Not once has the male ever blamed you for your boyfriend’s inconsideration. 
Kyoutani’s chapped lips form around the syllables of the offense and he automatically knows that he just messed up. Curses sling together within his mind as he pitifully watches your reaction. A silent wince morphs upon your delicate face. You’re recoiling away from him, shrinking yourself into the crevice of the wall. His fingertips reach for you, the action is subconscious, and the next words spill out of his mouth like an off brand remedy. 
“Listen, (Y/n), I didn’t mean it like that-” 
“No,” you speak up with newfound acrimony, “that’s exactly what you meant.” 
Lifting your head up, your narrowed eyes connect with Kyoutani’s wide ones. A part of you desperately wishes to become agitated with the blond. Envy grips a hold of you at the thought that he’s able to live his life freely without the burden of an overbearing significant other. By all means, he had all the attributes to attest your relationship- or lack thereof. 
Your furrowed expression mellows.
Yet, his comment awakens a self reflection that you’ve casted away to maintain some dignity. Your boyfriend’s attitude toward you equated to virtually nothing. Countless nights of arguing, getting locked out, and being pushed aside were bouts of normalcy to you. It was your responsibility to get the respect that you deserved. Cutting out toxicity, even if the future frightened you, was an initial step. 
The golden hue outlining Kyoutani’s eyes, intense in many cases, recast into a softened stare. He’s mindful of the gears shifting in your head and the tremble of your bottom lip settles it. Unknowingly, you just received a life changing message with his chiding. The doors of independence and freedom swing open. An exhale passes through your lips. 
Crouching closer to you, the blond compels your attention with a tilt of his head, “sorry.” 
The apology is gruff, likely the result of his avoidance toward wrongdoings, but the intent is clearly there. Chewing on his bottom lip, he gestures toward your fragile stance with a shifty gaze. Your cowering behavior scared him immensely. It wasn’t often someone else was willing to interact with his loner self. He can’t mess this up even when his pride is screaming at him to bicker.
“It’s not your fault,” you shake your head in reassurance, “I know that it’s mine.” 
Unintentionally, your demeanor frees open with his genuine apology and you can’t help but be soothed at the gentle prod in his scrutiny. He appreciates that you’re able to acknowledge his opposition because the male wasn’t planning on taking his comment back. The truth may hurt but it’ll ultimately improve your mentality in the long run. 
Perching on the heels of his feet, he repositions himself to improve comfort. His arms are draped over his knees and the jacket bunches at the ends due to his movement. The blond is close, alarmingly near your face, and an aromatic whiff of dry cedar invades your senses. 
“You’re just,” his confession smoothly slips out, “too good for him.”
The side of his face rests against his forearm while he awaits your response. He’s content when your eyes light up, gleaming in reverence, at his blunt compliment. Lips tugging upward, your lopsided grin is all he has to witness as he hops to his feet. His palm pats at the faded denim of his jeans before offering his free hand to you. 
“C’mon,” he easily pulls you to your feet in a quick motion, “you can hangout in my dorm room, I guess.” 
“What do you mean, ‘you guess’?” 
Kyoutani catches your teasing eye roll while organizing your school materials that are cluttered on the floor. He’s nimble, stacking your books into a pile and swinging your backpack over his wiry shoulder. 
“I mean, let’s go.” 
With the grace of a dancer, the blond balances the items while fetching his keys and unlocking the door. He nudges it open and steps aside to let you enter first. Certainly the male must’ve picked up the chivalrous acts in a sappy movie or television show because your heart thumps against your chest. It’s absurd in reality. A person helping another is ordinariness yet you feel like you’re flying when he looks at you expectantly.
“Thank you,” the gratitude is a whisper as you tug your sweater tighter to your body and eagerly slide past him.
“Don’t mention it.” 
The room is comfortably warm, easing away the shivers that racked throughout you while seated in the middle of the dorm hallway. Its surprisingly tidy, which also comes across as a shock to Kyoutani because the scrunch of his nose indicates that he’s accustomed to a messy room. However, upon closer inspection, you note that the blond is the one readily cleaning because he scoots aside a stray snack bag with his elbow. An embarrassed pout conforms to his face when he hears your amused giggle.
Gently placing your stuff on the desk, he notices your awkward stance in the middle of the room and gestures to either his bed or desk chair. You respectfully, minus the internal debate you had, settle on the chair and only then does Kyoutani move over to lounge on his bed. It’s eerily silent despite how comfortable you both are with each other. 
Indefinitely, he flops onto the mattress, much like a child would, and folds his hands behind his head to stare up at the popcorn ceiling. A couple months beforehand he would’ve despised being locked up in his dorm room without having anything to do. Now, however, his nerves were bouncing off the walls.
Peering over to your rigid position, he takes your fiddling fingers and shy demeanor with scrutiny. Not once in his life did he think he’d actually invite a person into his sacred place. Yet, when his gaze locks with yours and you return a coy smile- he’s praying that this won’t be the last time.
“So, I only let you in because I don’t get this chemistry problem-”
“Kyou!”
-
Treading backward, a sense of urgency rushes through you as you narrowly avoid the aggressive hands. It’s bewildering that he’s willing to physically confront you in public. The dorm hallway was bound to have university students frequent the place and prying eyes were not on your current wishlist. 
“What are you doing? I told you that we’re over!” 
The incredulous question goes over his head as he refuses to outrightly answer or perhaps he just didn’t wish to. Before this incident, you attempted to just force in a power nap before your next class that was situated across campus. Your ex boyfriend, however, had other plans as he lingered by your dorm room while you were unaware of the unwanted surprise. 
The unruly male is clearly tipsy and his wandering hands are not in your favor as he lunges for you once more. Thankfully, you sidestep away while your shoulder bumps against the wooden frame of a door. Your blood turns to ice.
“Come here and give me a kiss, babe,” your ex boyfriend garbles. 
The stench of alcohol overwhelms your sobriety and a part of you yearns for the familiar scent of dry cedar musk. You longed for the latter of the aromas to engulf you in a reassuring embrace but grabby hands motioned for you again. A slight tug at your cardigan fuels the hatred that ignites within you. Tears pricked at the corner of your eyes, inwardly loathing how you managed to date such a pathetic excuse of a person. 
Your hands defensively jab at your ex boyfriend’s chest, “get away from me!” 
“Bitch!”
The sudden force propels him backward, giving you an inch of breathing room, before he’s barreling towards you again. His furrowed brows and snarl illustrate that you’ve unlocked danger. Sweat trickled down your temples, gathering at your hairline and your tongue sweeps across your chapped lips. The thrashing of your heart is the only sensation you’re aware of at the moment. Eyes fixated on his response, you don’t dare to blink. Your ex boyfriend raises a hand, a sign you’ve been introduced to before, and you instinctively flinch at the action.
A lean figure abruptly steps in front of you to provide protection from the physical onslaught. Dry cedar breaches your uneven inhales but you’re holding onto that scent like it was a lifeline. He was your salvation. 
Landing a hit on Kyoutani’s sturdy chest, your ex boyfriend promptly pulls away with a confused glance, “get outta the way, man-” 
“Didn’t you hear her,” the blond barks out and shoves him, “get the fuck away.” 
Waves of animosity radiate off of Kyoutani, a scene that you’ve never witnessed in your encounters with him. He’s absolutely livid. His teeth gnash together while his hands are clenched at his sides. The veins on his brow protrude as a result of his creased forehead. Kyoutani’s damp in perspiration from his hurried movement, a deduction you’ve assumed. 
The male is clad in exercise attire, probably coming back from a run, and his dri fit shirt conforms to his physique. His pullover and snug joggers were clear indicators that Kyoutani was in excellent physical shape, causing a wary stare from your ex boyfriend. 
If the muscles rippling off of Kyoutani’s body isn’t a fright factor then his black, rimmed eyes are intimidatingly adequate. Yet, your ex boyfriend has intelligence compared to a newborn so he still lurches forward to attack Kyoutani. The blond dodges, grasps your ex boyfriend’s wrist, and twists it behind the other’s back. His defensive response is swift- almost alarmingly so that you wonder if Kyoutani ever brawled before. 
“Seriously, cut the shit,” the blond warns, “leave (Y/n) alone.”
When your ex boyfriend utters a curse embedded within your name, the blond pulls the seized wrist tighter and a sickening crack echoes. Your hand flies up to your lips. Yowling in pain, your ex boyfriend’s mouth instinctively shuts to avoid further punishment. 
“‘Ts alright,” Kyoutani rolls his eyes at the other’s dramatic behavior, “I didn’t break it. Yet.” 
Your ex boyfriend’s eyes widen, irises dilated at the gruesome image conjured up in his mind, and pitifully begs, “I-I’ll leave you alone! Please. I’ll do anything! Jesus Christ, (Y/n), who is this guy?” 
Turning his cheek, your ex-boyfriend gets a glimpse of Kyoutani’s face and the recognition dawns on him. He’s seen the aggressive blond before. Months ago, when your ex boyfriend was hollering at your lack of intimacy and the other’s lined eyes glared at him to surrender. One side of the blond’s lips raise, a snarky smirk directed towards the other male. Triumphant reigns within Kyoutani. 
“Her new boyfriend.” 
Raising a freshly cut eyebrow, Kyoutani incites a victorious expression as your ex boyfriend’s eyes are downcast at the message. The blond sneers. A sense of satisfaction, you suppose that’s the rare emotion, floods within you at your offender’s misfortune. You toss Kyoutani a grateful smile and he’s left faltering. He blinks- once, twice, three times- before regaining his intimidating demeanor.
“Get the fuck outta here,” Kyoutani shoves the other male forward when acknowledging the lack of resistance, “or I swear I’ll invert your ribcage.” 
Your ex boyfriend doesn’t need to be reminded, sprinting off with his tail tucked between his legs and stumbling on his uncoordinated strides. You and Kyoutani regard the pathetic male with a deplorable frown. Then, the blond is tugging you close while burying his face into the crook of your neck. You don’t mind the sweat that gathers onto him and instead delve into comfort. A giggle resounds to reach him and he lets in a shaky inhale. He was indebted to the pure luck of running back to you. The thought of you getting injured or reliving the trauma you’ve initially faced was heartbreaking. 
“Kyou,” your nickname to him was like a secret prayer you voiced, “I love you.”
He’s steadfast, a physique of strength and warmth, giving you a perfect invitation to cling onto. Respect, loyalty, and adoration were qualities that you didn’t have to force out of him. Violence, in any form, were taboos that he never crossed. The blond is undoubtedly the beginning of your journey towards self-love. 
“I love you too.” 
The genuine moment lingers on when your teasing nature resumes upon hearing Kyoutani’s forthright confession. Your hand comes up to trace his jawline, collecting perspiration that hasn’t dried up quite yet. He’s still cradling you, fingers protectively pressed against your waist. The sentiment is seldom, yet welcomed, and Kyoutani’s drawing you closer. He’s earnest. Scrunching up your nose, you jokingly flick at his forehead and he’s grumbling at your childishness. 
“You didn’t tell me you’d gone out running,” you motion toward his frazzled state. 
“Phone died.” 
He fishes out his phone from his back pocket. Sure enough, your reflection is illuminated on the dark screen and you nod in acknowledgement. Your head dips to lay on the junction of Kyoutani’s chest. Allowing yourself to get swept up in his embrace is habitual, the addiction smothering an unmistakable itch inside you. 
He’s silent before remarking, “I got us takeout though.” 
Golden eyes don’t miss your gleaming ones and you’re beaming at the mention of food. Raising your head, the narrow stare he’s given causes him to motion to the forgotten bag that’s placed on the floor. Boxed cuisine was cast aside when Kyoutani saw the trouble you were caught up in. 
“What’d you get?” 
“Pizza,” he pauses, “and mozzarella sticks since you liked that stuff.” 
“You’re the best.”
Lifting on your tiptoes, you press a gentle kiss on his cheek and you emit a carefree giggle. His ears burn crimson yet the presumptuous grin on his face brings butterflies in your stomach. Fingers pressing into the sides of your cheeks, he responds with a chaste, insistent kiss on your lips and hums in covert satisfaction. 
It’s dizzying. Your mind is flooded with images of Kyoutani- his appeal in usual clothing, each line of muscle on his physique, and the carnal desire that swirls in his gaze when he pulls away. Your knees are putty as you’re rooted to your spot. The observant fixation is all you need to recognize when he’s aware of his effect on you and he raises a smug brow. 
“Your room or mine?” 
His question is in the form of a drawl, mostly uttered to raise impatience, but it only adds to the adoration you have for him. Your rooms are, quite literally, twenty feet apart. 
Taking a step forward, the blond grasps the large takeout bag while slipping your hand into his free one. His thumb drags across your skin and you’re shivering at his tenderness. Kyoutani proudly rakes his gaze over you, openly compliant and completely in love, before slowly chuckling. 
“Not that it matters, I guess.”
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