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xcloudguardian · 2 years
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No. No inspirations came. I can't even focus on my tasks properly, and having no inspiration is certainly not helping at all. Darn u fictional characters who just ruin lives. Ya'll irritating me 😡💙
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tikklil · 10 days
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World's best nii-chan 😔🖤
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calculust-prime · 15 days
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My opinions on Umemiya Hajime must be viewed as a triplicate. Please consider the following:
Umemiya, hair back and jacket on: A threat. The strongest. The leader. Not looking for smoke, but ready to scrap. Don't make him repeat himself.
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Ume-nii, hair back and no coat: Oldest brother. Plant dad. Always tells you when you did a good job. Will protect you. Sends you plant pictures. Vegetable enthusiast.
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Hajime, hair down and no coat: The bestest most gentlest boy to ever exist. He's just a lad. Pacifist. Love, not war. Don't touch him. Must protect his smile. Too good for this world. He's so excitable. Just look at him. 😭
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Thank you for your time.
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daisynik7 · 4 months
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popponn · 9 months
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warm hands. [itoshi rin x reader]
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note: hc rin as that tsundere guy trope but honestly expresses more from his action and gestures. also his hands are definitely warm. warm hand warm heart..
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For someone with an attitude most people would describe as ‘cold’, Itoshi Rin’s hands are really warm.
Such thought was a truth you were not scared to speak of. “I love holding your hand,” you said, standing beside him with you head leaning against his shoulder. With both of your fingers intertwined, it felt like home despite the two of you being away in the cold snow of a foreign country. “It’s really warm. Like a heater.”
Rin didn’t reply you for a moment, unsurprisingly. But in his silence, he tightened his hold around your hands. “Sure.”
You chuckled for a moment before nuzzling your face against his shoulder, “I love you, Rin.”
“Yeah, yeah,” Rin replied with a tone mixing between dismissal and embarrassment. Yet, he still pressed himself closer to you.
“Say it back,” you nudged him slightly.
Rin stayed silent for another minute. Then, a soft whisper landed along with a pair of lips on the crown of your head, “You are noisy.”
You let out another happy laugh and even if Rin didn’t smile, you knew his heart is warm too at that moment.
A few steps away in the back, Chigiri Hyoma made a face whilst Karasu Tabito recorded everything in his phone. “They are disgusting,” the redhead muttered under his breath.
“I know right,” his companion replied with a smirk, fully intending to spread the video to the group chat later.
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gyoukuken · 2 months
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Wind Breaker🎐OP 1 | Fight Scenes
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cashmoneychiyo · 8 months
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Honestly I kinda curious about how Yuzuki call Ryousuke. Is Nii-san? Nii-chan? Or maybe Aniki? 🤔 Anw thanks for keep translating GSNK 😍🥰
She calls him Nii-chan!
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cairafea · 9 months
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mirai and shino are best friends, change my mind.
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hanlar · 3 months
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"No matter how rotten those spores are, we can make everything bloom fresh and green a thousand times greater!"
Happy Birthday, Shiemi Moriyama 06//03
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gomi-draws · 8 months
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Nii-chan
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raelyn-dreams · 4 months
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Do you ever think about how the Ra*bits juniors were only desperate enough to beg Nazuna to join because they absolutely REFUSED to join a pre-existing unit that wouldn't have all three of them?
Tomoya and Hajime had decided on becoming idols together in middle school and stubbornly stuck with it, but they had known Mitsuru for like a few weeks at most and were already so attached to him that the thought of joining a unit without him or each other was utterly inconceivable to them.
They all loved each other so much from the beginning, and among all the manipulation, reluctance, and fear permeating the other units of early ! era, they still had the courage to say "You take all of us, or none of us". And it paid off with a loving nii-chan who found his place, songs full of hope and smiles to heal the broken, and one of the most genuine, heartwarming relationships in all of enstars.
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ezralva · 5 months
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What's wrong, Nii-chan? Are you feeling unwell?
Ah???
Huh...I have to go...
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yuzuna123 · 5 months
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oh a special dialogue!
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vividblaze · 4 months
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The new Hiromitsu sword is too precious...
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daisynik7 · 6 months
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nii-chan chaser supremacy
hell yeah, here are my fave nii-chans in no particular order:
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popponn · 9 months
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a room of two, in three parts. [itoshi sae x f!reader]
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notes: a bday bby chose roommate!sae as bday fic so i gave her one. i too wrote this one sitting at 2 am. it was fun. little warning: a little suggestive at the end, but it's more of a wiener joke from a grade schooler more than anything as this is a romcom. there are obliviousness, pinning, allusion to your life being not the healthiest, and such as too, btw.
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i.
Becoming a roommate with Itoshi Sae was honestly a freak accident more than anything.
It was like as if some gods decided they were bored and decided, “Hey, wouldn’t it be funny if we stick some failgirl with the shining beacon, the prodigal mid-fielder of Japan?” And then they pulled up everything they got so it became an unavoidable hot mess. Unavoidable enough that Sae’s money couldn’t save him before pressing the two of you with various ridiculous out-of-this-world circumstances as the final nail in the coffin.
Looking back, it was honestly a premise for an absurd comedy that should have ended up with Sae murdering you in cold blood, in the most hilarious way possible. And then, he would cover up everything with his money.
Yet, lo and behold, Itoshi Sae—stable career, not a really good reputation due to his wording to the press sometimes, your roommate for three years and counting—was laying on your lap whilst scrolling through his phone.
And like a confused poor soul you were, you merely let him as how it had always been. Your focus was away from the TV you were supposed to be watching, but like some trained pet, your hand never failed to comb Sae’s hair gently every few minutes or so. It honestly never really hit you how domestic you were with him sometimes.
“Sae,” you said as you still could feel your brain slowly blanking out.
“What?” Sae asked without putting down his phone.
(He spared you a glance, but upon finding a dumb, flat look on your face, Sae decided to just wait for what sort of shit you would soon do. Judging by the unfocused gaze you still let linger on the screen, Sae knew this had something to do with him.)
“Uh,” you answered dumbly.
“What are we?” you wanted to ask. “Are you like this with everyone?” you wanted to ask too, but it was a very dumb question that would earn you a dirty look. “Are you secretly a cat boy?” you wanted to ask, though probably risking getting a silent treatment for a week was dumb.
“What’s for dinner?” was definitely not what you want to ask.
So, in the end, you said, “Isn’t it about time for dinner?”
You looked down and found Sae taking a moment to stop scrolling without putting down his phone. Clearly just finishing checking the clock displayed on the upper corner of his screen, Sae answered, “Five minutes.”
Most the times, you would reply with a whine saying you were hungry. Then, with a mean glare that never truly meant anything, Sae would follow.
This time, you merely hummed, “Sure.”
(Sae sent you a sharp look. You did not notice as you returned your attention back to your TV.)
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ii.
Despite the cocky rich guy aura Itoshi Sae exudes, honestly he wasn’t a terrible roommate. Even you dare say that during the first weeks of sharing a roof with him, he would rather pretend you did not exist whenever he was home. He was not a messy guy and just a bit occasionally unreasonable.
Who were you kidding—he was unreasonable most of the time. Pretty hard headed, pretty prideful sometimes, and would not hesitate to scar you for life with his words. It was just after he started getting softer on you that discussion was possible in the first place.
(That discussion too was followed up with several unnecessary shopping sprees prompted by Sae. According to him, it was so his money would not rot off. Sae never told you it started up as a way to say ‘thanks for taking care of the chore and my stuff when I was gone that one time’ and somehow became a routine that sat snuggly in his schedule during off seasons.)
But, even as years and seasons passed, one rule persisted.
Never disturb Itoshi Sae’s nap time.
Sadly, that rule wasn’t exactly registered in your brain—as it just pulled a 21 hours work for a deadline.
That was why, the moment you entered the bedroom, you didn’t bother to check whose bedroom you entered as you threw your body to the bed. Not knowing, your action just jolted Sae awake.
“What the fuck?” Sae muttered, sounding more than a little pissed. He glared at you sharply with voice still heavy and hoarse. “The hell you are doing here?” he continued at you, who were burying your face on his pillows.
“Wha…?” you groggily turned your head towards him with much efforts. You couldn’t really muster the strength to do much, as you used what was left to plop on your stomach and stayed in a very awkward position with half of your feet out of the bed. But, it was Sae’s voice, so you tried.
When you saw him glaring at you, you tried not to groan and cry. Though, you supposed Sae caught that desire from your expression alone, as he said, “…did you just finished the deadline?”
“Uhum,” you answered, your cheek pressing itself to Sae’s pillow. Slowly, you could recognize his smell around you. It was comforting—perhaps after years of sharing a home, you had came to associate him with it. “Gim’me five minutes… just let me gather my shit together and I will be gone… soon,” you continued, drowsy. A part of you hoped Sae would be merciful enough to agree and kick you off his bed later, because you had no energy to get your phone and set a timer or to walk to your room.
(Sae watched as you slowly drift to your dreamland. Was it some years ago or someone else, he would have kicked you as hard as he could. Yet, it was you and a part of him wanted to flick you in the forehead or pulled your cheek or simply put the tips of his fingers on your heavy eyes.)
A few seconds passed and Sae finally let out a grumpy sigh. “Just sleep,” he said as you closed your eyes. You felt the bed shift as he threw his body back to bed. You chuckled silently and dreamt of him petting you in the head.
You woke up four hours later to a note saying Sae was off on an afternoon jog.
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iii.
“Honestly,” you groaned, leaning against the shopping cart with an exaggerated pout that definitely annoyed Sae. “Why should I also eat healthily? You are the high profile athlete here. I’m just some lowly roommate.”
“Because we share a fridge, stupid,” Sae said while choosing between Lettuce A and Lettuce D. Lettuce C and B laid inside the cart, fresh and green, along with the things Sae had bought. You couldn’t understand what were the differences between them—but, hey, he was the more observant one between the two of you.
“Why don’t you buy another fridge then?” you asked, unironically starting to miss the days of instant food after living with him as afterwards it was filled with whatever his strict diet allow. When Sae didn’t even bother to grace you with even a disgusted look, you continued, “Or at least let me have some fries—”
Before you could finish, Sae threw both lettuces in his hands violently towards the cart. You winced for the lettuces’ sakes as you found him send you a look that was somehow angry and flat at the same time, “I’m not gonna let you eat fries and brag while I watch.”
“Even if I buy it with my own money?” you piped up with a small voice. Sae’s face somehow got even flatter and you gave up, “…fine.”
Sae hummed as he slightly pulled the cart towards his direction, indicating for you to push it and follow him. As the two of you walked, you could hear him continuing the previous unserious conversation, “You seriously need to learn to stop complaining about this.”
“This?” you prompted.
“Eating actual foods,” Sae answered. “Your life schedule would make some coaches cry by how messy it is. At least learn to eat properly.”
“Rude!” you protested. “I know my life is not as get together as yours, but it’s honest work, you know!”
“Work harder then,” Sae bluntly chided as he gave you a glance, his steps slowing down as the two of you reached the cashier.
You didn’t bother to check why he was stopping. Knowing him, he would buy you some low sugar candies as peace offerings for the previous argument. It was a habit that the both of you carried to give each other peace offerings after whatever disagreement, despite understanding on both side of how most of them were mere debates that exist to fill in the silence. You wouldn’t complain though—getting something or doing something for each other without a word was a nice thing in life anyway.
With that in mind, you let your mind wander to what sort of small thing you could do to Sae as your ‘peace offering’, not paying any attention to what he bought.
When Sae stepped beside you, you asked, “What did you get?”
Sae hummed, “Something to shut you up.”
You raised an eyebrow at that, “Huh?”
“Well,” Sae added an afterthought. “If I don’t read things wrong, that is.”
You didn’t really got it, nonetheless you still chuckled and gave him a light shove, “Sure, sure. As if the esteemed Itoshi Sae could be wrong.”
“Don’t start,” Sae responded dryly.
You merely smiled in silence and went back to your thoughts, waiting for the line.
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(What Sae bought were 3 different flavors of condoms, but this is a story for another time. Though, of course, it ends well, as it had always been between Sae and you.)
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