pt.2!! (i know that cliffhanger was menacing) 800 followers hello?!
part 1 | part 2
It was weird. It felt weird.
You sat with your chest bare, Kenma contemplating his own conscientiousness and conscious before you. Should he have any integrity, he would turn you around and fulfill what you came to do.
But he doesn’t. Intrusive thoughts win, so he dives straight into you to suck on your tits like a fucking baby.
Just watching in amusement as he tugged and nipped, it looked like Kenma was genuinely enjoying himself when he licked the bud in a single stripe, cat eyes gazing into yours devilishly by the way he could feel your back has a slight arch to it. His pale hands roamed from the small of it to your shoulder blades.
Your manicured fingers tread through the black locks that cover his tinted cheeks and reveal his long, black eyelashes. You mentally curse him for having them. Your upper back begins to stray away; Kenma just follows.
You connect strands of hair behind his ear (which he greatly appreciates you for) because he needs to see you, your curves, and body in all the bright rainbow light from the edges of his setup.
He removes the slim shirt entirely and discards it randomly in the room. He couldn’t care less where it landed. He grasps—literally grasps— both tits in each hand before looking up at you ordinarily, but in an anticipating manner.
“Take the rest of it off.”
“Say please,” you announced. Yes, you asked first, but you could still have a little fun (and refresh his manners).
“You do realize you’re literally in my hands right?”
“…So?”
He just blinks up at you and rolls his eyes in obduracy.
“Please, take the rest of it off.”
You tap a fingernail to your chin, “Hmm… say it like you mean it.”
If you could describe the ravenette’s face right now, it would be the most unamused you’ve ever seen him.
Kenma grabs you and roughs you off him, twists you around, and adroitly unbuttons your jeans from behind you. Done with your shit, he peels them down and brings your panties along. He then pulls you back down to him backwards.
“See? Easy peasy,” he comments.
Slightly embarrassed from being absolutely manhandled, you shuffled against his front and dug your head into his sweatshirt on his left shoulder.
“Are you shy now? Not too long ago you were asking me to—”
“Shut up- Shut up.”
A giggle sounds behind you and lengthy, soft fingers trail up to your plush thighs anyway, then leads more inward. He pats twice to ask you to open up for him. You comply in spite.
With two delicate fingers he spreads you open, a third experimenting by dipping into your wetness. You were already getting throbbing having thought about it all day. Your friends constantly conversed about what their partners did and how good it felt, so you want as close to that as possible, but the problem is that you’re doing it while being unaware of how skilled Kenma actually is. You’re starting to question whether he was the right person or not. Or whether it holds up to its name. Or if you can do it at all.
He caresses you, rubbing the pad of his finger in circular motions against your clit.
“Okay,” his chest rises and falls, “just relax and think about whatever boy toy you want.”
You ignore his taunting. Your eyes trail downwards. He was going so slow, but if you thought you’d have Kenma pawing at you by the end of the night you had to be on something. So, you do what he asks of you and shut down any tense nerve in your body.
“There you go,” as you soften against his front, now two of his fingers locate your nub and continue the circling. Your thighs are spread apart on each chair arm, facing the dark idle screensaver Kenma had, the plush actively being kneaded between his free hand. Your center was tingly but not the trademark “oh my god!” tingly. It felt good but you weren’t screaming just yet.
Almost in time, he curls his hand farther forward and dips a finger into you. It was very slowly done for reactive purposes, and with your sight deactivated, the reaction he expected from your chest was granted. He sinks deeper and deeper until his palm is flat against you. Thanks to his patience, you were definitely wet enough.
He stills inside.
“I can’t do anything if you won’t breathe.”
“Sorry,” you apologized, and let out a breath you had no idea you were holding. His thumb reddens your clit even more while the other hand releases your thigh and slides up your body to tighten on your breast. You feel used with his hands all over your body, but in a good way.
Your regular breaths graduated to heavy ones, and those graduated to groans. Your voice wasn’t very high pitched anyway. When does the good part come?
The inactive hand rotated to your clit, while the other focused mainly on gyrating through your walls. His long finger reached places yours couldn’t, and adding a second would only increase the chance of him finding that single pile of nerves that could make you go haywire. He was close but he didn’t think to resort to that just yet.
Two of his hands meet around your front like a hug. His articulated digits roll inside you, each roll a tug on your resistance. A little to the left or a little to the right. His hand curled somehow even deeper on the hunt for your g-spot, so he takes a mental note: up and to the right.
“Oh shit,” your hips slightly stutter.
He smiles, “Right there?” and pesters the previous patch. Your hips lift off him the tiniest bit and your hand reaches up mindlessly. Really you just needed something to occupy yourself. He goes at it again and again, your tummy folded yet moving with him as he’s still going too slow when your body is screaming for more.
You rub his nape in an attempt to focus on anything else. Your arm is geniusly wrapped between the two of you by journeying under his neck. Your reflection in the screen is unbeatable, Kenma working you like it was his millionth time doing it. Everything had a job and you just had to sit and take it.
“That’s definitely you,” he mused. He kissed under your ear on the right side. You could say you weren’t feeling much all you wanted, attempting to lower his ego, but your contorted expression spoke differently with inaudible words. At some point his speed increased.
You unintentionally grind on him as your hips falter halfway. He tries his best to ignore it and keep your high ecstasy going because it was: A, the meaning of this entire operation; B, you’d be sore anyway, better to make the best out if it; and C, had he acted on it you would’ve squirted all over his dick. Which option C isn’t necessarily a problem, it’s just he’s almost certain you’d like to see yourself do it.
“Feels good Ken,” you mumble. The squelch sound could now be heard, and you both listened as he slotted himself in the crook of your neck and your head was thrown back on his shoulder. It was dead silent in the apartment, so silent you could hear your own thoughts and maybe even each other’s.
It sure seemed that way, because Kenma persisted with a finger and stimulated you simultaneously. Your head rolled back and forth, your calves flexed, and your pretty pink toes hung off the chair arms. The clip in your hair hadn’t bothered him one bit.
“Kenmaaa,” you insisted.
“I’m here, tell me,” he indulged. Your breaths were practically weights, yet shallow at the same time.
“G’na come soon.”
“I got you. Just let it happen.”
Kenma knew you were close before you did. Hell, he was a part of your body now. Obvious signs were shown like when you tighten around him and your muscles contract, informing him everything was already in motion. The orgasm washes over you like a tidal wave, taking you and your brain out to sea, but not your body. In fact, it left your disappointment behind too.
Nothing happened.
It took you a second to realize this though—considering it was still one of the best orgasms you’ve ever had—but also because Kenma hadn’t stopped.
“Please,” unaware of what you were calling for, you turned to his face, but he was already so close like he was waiting for you there. He’d slowed only a bit, but this makes little difference already being hypersensitive. Once again, you’re grinding on him, it’s just rougher now and more effective at getting him any harder than he already was.
You talked face to face and couldn’t decide what eye to look in. His lips were so close, and so very inviting. You kiss him.
Soft lips unite with yours meaningfully. You hadn’t known it would progress to this, however, Kenma now occupies your entire body, being, and mind. If you could dismiss how hard he was overstimulating you, just maybe you could kiss him with the passion you desired—but that was reaching because you couldn’t find the strength to kiss him back at all. Your lips were open yet hushed in all attempts to return the gesture, but your body fails you under the hands of lust.
You felt another coming. Your eyes had this faded look to them as if you weren’t here, so Kenma brought it upon himself to whisper to you.
“Tell me what you want and it’s yours.” His voice was soft in the air.
You respond with a light headed moan. Fuck all that shit about your voice not being high and you couldn’t pornstar moan, because to some extent it was and you really could.
“K-Ken I can’t—”
“You can,” he interrupts, “anything you want baby.”
Your hand quits fidgeting with the loomed bracelets adorning his wrists to move down to holding the both of his that were working you. The attempt is futile, because even if you did manage to get one hand away, the other would still be toying with your pussy. The veins that stretched from his muscles all the way to his forearm could be seen clear as day. Kenma adds another finger, and doubles into you as it sinks up and to the right.
“Oh fuck, Kenma, Kenma-” you repeated. You tried pushing him off, except you wanted him to continue, except that you were in no state of mind to make decisions. Your back arched impressively and you were on the verge of crying. This quick?
He constantly acknowledges you, “Uh-huh.”
Kenma almost triples in speed. He continues to whisper to you. “Do it. I know you can. Show me how you come for me.”
You don’t feel it, but Kenma plants his feet and swivels the chair around as your mouth drops. You were pushing outward more than downward, and as Kenma pistons into you, there was no way you weren’t about to squirt. Just preferably, not on his monitor. He kisses at your face now turned away from him. “Just like that, you’re almost there. Open your eyes.”
“Oh my god oh my god oh my god-!” you breathe.
Kenma quickly runs back and forth over your clit encouragingly and doesn’t let up. This wasn’t a wave that rolled over you this time, but one that came up to shore first, dragged you along into sea, and sucked you under. It felt normal until it didn’t and you were releasing all over his carpet.
“You look so fucking good like this. Knew my girl could do it.”
Your hair was fucked from rolling on it. You had came so hard your body tensed and slightly cramped, rendering you idle as he continued until you were done. The clear liquid rolled down your own leg. You felt as if you were underwater. Your head bashed like there was no oxygen. Kenma was a man of few words but after you got what you deserved, he didn’t have shit to say.
He gripped your thighs, lifted them, and slowly lowered them to his. A darker color stained his sweats. Was it from you, or him? Neither of you know. His hand pets your forehead gingerly.
“Your girl?” You ask lazily.
“I think we both know you wouldn’t have let anybody else do this,” he establishes. He was right.
sorry if it’s not as good as first!! it was supposed to come out earlier but my dumbass queued it for the wrong day 🤦♀️🤦♀️ also did you catch the easter egg😏😏 (I made this a little shorter to match up with the time it takes to…yk… that’s why all of my fics that aren’t penetration are shorter)
kenma, professional gamer, streamer, full-time victim of his girlfriend’s god-tier cosplay.
the stream wasn’t supposed to be this chaotic. kenma had planned a chill one—some ranked games, a few calm words, his usual soft-spoken demeanor, a cat purring somewhere in the background, maybe a quiet “yeah” or “hmm” in between clicks. it was supposed to be normal.
but you, in your infinite chaos and cosmic power over his entire nervous system, decided to walk into the frame wearing his favorite character’s outfit.
his brain bluescreened.
kenma stared, controller forgotten mid-air, mouth parted like he’d just witnessed an ancient deity descend into his living room.
“...wait.” he blinked slowly, as if trying to reboot. “you’re—” he cut himself off, hand flying to his face. “no, no way.”
you grinned, tilting your head just a little, enough to make his pulse scream. “do you like it?”
and chat, bless their unhinged souls, exploded.
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@ bfplsreturnmybook : KENMA. KENMA. WAKE UP.
@ youfuckingcretin : I’D DIE FOR HER???
@ kneecapcollector : bro’s ascended.
@ smolcatboyken : SHE’S COSPLAYING HIS FAVORITE CHARACTER I’M THROWING MY PHONE.
@ wigglewires : HES GONNA START WEEPING WATCH
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kenma tried to speak. tried. emphasis on tried.
what came out instead was a quiet, breathy laugh, the kind he does when he’s so overwhelmed that his brain can’t decide between short-circuiting or worshipping the ground you walk on.
“you look... wow.” he mumbled, almost to himself, eyes flicking from the details of your outfit to your face. “like, you look really good.”
you placed your hands behind your back, doing a small twirl for him, and if the poor boy hadn’t already been emotionally eviscerated, that definitely did it.
his voice cracked when he said, “don’t do that, my heart’s lagging.”
chat went feral.
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@ emotionalwifi : LMAOOOO HEARTS LAGGING 💀💀💀
@ kittenmoments : HELP HE’S SO GONE FOR HER 😭😭
@ simp4both : he’s literally vibrating in 720p rn
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he ran a hand through his dyed messy blond hair, cheeks faintly pink, lips twitching up into the softest smile you’d ever seen. “okay, okay, wait—hold on, i need—chat, do you see this? like, am i hallucinating?”
“kenma, stop embarrassing me,” you said, laughing under your breath as you leaned into frame beside him.
he immediately leaned toward you, chin resting on your shoulder like a cat marking its territory. “no. i’m showing them my divine future wife.”
“kenma,” you whispered, voice catching slightly.
“no, seriously,” he said, a bit more softly this time, but eyes unwavering. “you’re perfect.”
and he meant it. in that room lit by the gentle LED glow, surrounded by soft keyboards and the smell of ramen packets and cat treats, kenma looked at you like you were his favorite cutscene. the kind he’d replay over and over until he knew every line by heart.
he blinked at chat again. “okay, but like, she looks good even without the cosplay. like, you don’t understand—she wakes up and she’s still the main character. the cosplay just adds lore.”
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@ 404heartfound : THE COSPLAY ADDS LORE 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭
@ gamerbfrights : HE’S SO IN LOVE IT’S PHYSICALLY PAINFUL
@ catnapz : bro’s writing fanfic in real time
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you nudged him, trying not to smile too wide. “you’re exaggerating.”
he turned toward you, dead serious. “no, i’m underselling it. if i could, i’d put a buff on you every morning just so everyone else sees how lucky i am.”
chat collectively fainted.
you could feel his gaze lingering—somewhere between adoration and the kind of quiet yearning that makes the air feel heavy. and then he did it: the tiny thing that ruined you every single time. he tugged gently at the sleeve of your costume and said, “you didn’t have to do this for me, you know?”
you shrugged, trying to play it cool. “i wanted to. it’s cute seeing you smile like that.”
he blinked. once. twice. and then he laughed softly, almost disbelievingly. “that’s unfair,” he murmured. “you can’t just say stuff like that while looking like that.”
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@ whosbreathing : chat’s crying rn. like genuinely sobbing.
@ mrmeowmew : he’s one compliment away from proposing LIVE.
@ sadwifi : the way he’s looking at her is ILLEGAL behavior
@ beertoe : KODZUKEN X Y/N 4EVAAAAAA
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kenma’s fingers tapped nervously against his desk. you could see the subtle tremor in his shoulders—the kind of jitter he only gets when his entire system’s overloaded. he was gone, completely, irreversibly gone for you.
“you know,” he said slowly, “you could wear literally anything. that oversized hoodie? the old t-shirt? even my hoodie—” he stopped mid-sentence, face heating at the memory, “—and i’d still be done for.”
you smiled, teasing, “so this cosplay doesn’t even matter, huh?”
“no, it matters,” he said, tilting his head, eyes softening. “it matters because you wore it. and because you know it makes me happy.”
there was a small silence then—comfortable, warm, the kind that made your chest feel full. you reached for his hand under the desk, and he didn’t hesitate. his fingers curled around yours instinctively.
“kenma.”
“hm?”
“you’re still streaming.”
he froze, blinking at the camera. “oh.” pause. “...chat, pretend you didn’t see that.”
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@ nospoilersplease : TOO LATE WE SAW EVERYTHING
@ 1upheart : handholding arc unlocked 🫶
@ keyboardkitten : KODZUKEN GOT JUMPSCARED BY AFFECTION
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kenma covered his face again, groaning softly into his sleeve. “you guys are the worst,” he mumbled, muffled. then, with the kind of smirk that made your heart twist, he added, “actually, no. i’m the worst. look at me, losing my mind over my girlfriend on stream.”
“you’re adorable,” you said.
he looked up at you, smile small but real. “you really think that?”
you nodded.
he sighed, leaning in closer until his voice dropped low, almost conspiratorial. “i’d uninstall every game i own if you told me to.”
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@ iwantoikawasobad : BRO???
@ kittenwifi : uninstalling games is CRAZY level devotion
@ gojocansmashh : THE WAY HE SAID THAT SO CALMLY 😭😭😭😭
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you laughed so hard your stomach hurt. “you wouldn’t.”
“i would,” he said simply, “but only after i finish this match.”
you leaned your head on his shoulder, still giggling. “you’re ridiculous.”
he hummed, tapping your knee affectionately. “yeah. but i’m your ridiculous.”
the chat collectively combusted again.
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@ collectiveheartattack : WE’RE NOT SURVIVING THIS STREAM.
@ sugurucomehome : guys im literally in tears 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭
@ emotionalwifi : she’s his final boss and safe zone at the same time.
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“you should join me in stream more,” kenma murmured, thumb brushing over your knuckles. “chat behaves better when you’re here.”
you snorted. “that’s because they’re all in love with me too.”
“yeah,” he said quietly, but there was a glint in his eyes. “i noticed.”
the air shifted just slightly, playful tone giving way to something deeper, something possessive that simmered beneath the calm. “but that’s fine,” he continued softly, “as long as they know you’re mine.”
you looked up at him, pretending to frown. “is that so?”
he nodded, unabashed, as chat went absolutely wild.
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@ desperatecatboy : HELP HE JUST CLAIMED HER???
@ kenmabrainrot : HES NOT EVEN HIDING IT ANYMORE 😭
@ pixelhearts : IVE NEVER SEEN SOMEONE SO DOWN BAD
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“yeah,” he said, tone so soft it barely reached the mic. “you’re my favorite save file.”
you groaned, throwing your head back. “that’s so cheesy.”
“you love it.”
“i do,” you admitted, cheeks aching from smiling so much.
kenma gave a small, satisfied hum, returning his focus to the game on screen—but even then, his free hand never left yours.
and through all the chaos of chat spamming emojis, memes, and cries of emotional damage, kenma sat there with that calm, unreadable expression—except now, every so often, he’d glance at you like you were the only real thing in the room.
when the stream finally ended, he turned to you immediately. “...i wasn’t exaggerating,” he said softly. “you look amazing. but even if you weren’t wearing that—” he hesitated, eyes darting to yours, “—you’d still be the best thing that’s ever happened to me.”
you blinked, heart lurching. “kenma—”
he kissed your cheek before you could finish, lingering there just long enough for the warmth to settle.
“don’t tell chat,” he whispered, grin lazy and a little mischievous. “they’ll say i’m whipped.”
“you are whipped,” you teased.
he shrugged, utterly unbothered. “yeah. and?”
his smirk softened into something that looked a lot like love. “i think i like it that way.”
and just like that, the room went quiet again—two heartbeats syncing in the soft hum of computer fans, a thousand words left unsaid, and a boy who looked at you like you were both the glitch and the code.
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(the vod title later read: “i lost 3 ranked matches but gained a wife”)
n: do you guys like the new style or am i gonna get tomatoes thrown at me
Liguang & Ten : Us 5 together, resounding our gratitude with a song and bow [3d.] [5]
Ten & Kafka : Hoping that the wind in the sky doesn’t come [3e.] [6]
Even so, I’ll be with you forever (Yeah!) Come on, let’s go (Yeah!)
The R1ze of the sun warms my heart
I thought there was no place for me, but it turns out that’s not the case
As I searched for the light, I kept running in the dark
Resistance, mistakes, embarrassment, words that don’t last forever
It’s not enough, it’s not enough, it’s still not enough
We never seem to learn from our mistakes, like idiots
But, I ended up where I’m at now, and it’s the best place to be
Right now is the night of apologies so that
It’ll be a morning of thanks tomorrow
Good morning! Morning!
Yukikaze & Liguang : Don’t worry! Look at the different colors
Kafka & Ten : Please choose the one you like Yay, yeah! (Yay, yeah!)
No matter what I do, there’s nothing strange about this party
But I’m just so happy I could start laughing! Uh Yeah
Good morning! Morning!
Don’t worry! As you can see,
The night’s already over yay, yeah! (Yay, yeah!)
It’s hard to see what’s in front of you. Yes, there was a light there all along
I feel like dancing, no matter what day it is
Good morning! It’s our celebration
Good morning! Can’t stop moving, let’s start the party
Good morning! It’s our celebration
Good morning! Can’t stop moving, let’s start the party
Notes — ✈︎
There are a LOT of references to Dawn in this one. For example, using their names in the song! I recommend reading the Dawn translation by gyaxa too !
1. The MV for Brand New Dawn translated these lines already, so I kept them as the MV has them
2. The literal translation for this part is “it’s dark under the lighthouse”, which is an idiom that basically means people can’t tell what’s happening right under them. I couldn’t think of a short way to word this so sorry if the line’s a bit long…
3. Okay so this whole rap part has a lot of references to names and stuff so I separated it based on which person they’re referencing
↳ 3a. Kafka’s name is 大黒 可不可 .「Making the impossible possible」 is 「不可能を可能にする」、 having the kanji for Kafka. 「Black ships start to sail」 is 「黒船いざ大出航」、having the kanji for Oguro
↳ 3b. Yukikaze’s name is 神名 雪風 . 「Divine wind blows away the remaining snow」 is 「名残り雪は神風に吹かれ」, the kanji for Yukikaze Kamina
↳ 3c. Renga’s name is 西園 練牙 . 「I have no more regrets that I need to bite my fangs at」 is 「牙噛むような未練はもうない」、 having the kanji for Renga. 「Whether that’s north, south, east, or west」 has a kanji for Nishizono 「東西南北なんのソノ」
↳ 3d. Liguang’s name is 鹿 礼光 . 「Us 5 together, resounding our gratitude with a song and bow」 has Lu and part of Liguang 「華麗に回礼して 響かせる５名の鹿鳴」
↳ 3e. Ten’s name is 叢雲 添. 「Hoping that the wind in the sky doesn’t come」is「月に叢雲花に風」 which has Murakumo, and 「Even so, I’ll be with you forever」 is 「されどいつまでも付き添う」 which has Ten.
4. [SPOILERS FOR THE R1ZE MAIN STORY !!!!] Renga’s name 練牙 has the word 牙 in it. It’s also pronounced “Kiba” which is what Liguang calls the original Renga.
5. Ok I had to research this one. So the part where they said ５名の鹿鳴 confused me, but apparently in the Book of Songs, the oldest existing collection of Chinese poetry, a deer’s cry (鹿鳴) is a song sung at banquets to entertain guests.
6. 「Hoping that the wind in the sky doesn’t come」 (月に叢雲花に風 , literal translation is “clouds in the moon, wind in the flowers”) is a phrase meaning that things are going well, so you’re hoping that nothing bad happens. Like “all good things must come to an end.”
Previously translated pair names that had been posted to Twitter. However corrections had to be made (misinterpretations & an instance of mistranslation), so this is version 2.
Note: This is the only translated thing I will be posting, I am not off hiatus. I had been meaning to archive this before my hiatus, but I also had to fix some things, which is why there was a delay.
Please consult to this post only regarding pair name translations done by me (82mitsu), any other posts or reposts you might see of this chart is the older version. (Previous version has been deleted, but I'm unaware how far the information had spread.)
If any other corrections need to be made, feel free to contact me and I'll make them as soon as possible.
Below follows an extreme lengthy TL note breaking down some pair names, it's a lot of text, so be warned once you unfold the read more.
A lot of research went into these due to 18TRIPs tendency to mix up words, use Gen-Z slang that hasn’t been picked up by everyone yet (or limited to TikTok) and make up their own words (“Omotenashisto” -> “Hospitalister”). I used dictionaries, searched forum results, looked up how people use these words on social media, went TikTok digging, etc.
I tried my best to localize in a way that should make sense even without added context. I only explained the ones that I thought might needed some more back-up in a cultural sense or because it was a specific JPN thing. Thus, not everything has been explained. However, I hope things are clearer compared to the first version that was posted.
For Renga & Yukikaze:
For ぽゆぽゆ (poyupoyu) there is no definition or anything for this word, but from context clues and digging through how people used it, I deduced that it means something soft and squishy like a plushie or cheeks, so to say.
For Renga & Liguang:
かりそめの宿縁 (karisome no shukuen) is a Japanese saying about a fated connection of bond that only lasts for a brief moment, but leaves a deep impact on your life.
For Renga & Raito:
Party is mispelled in the katakana as “paachii” and not the usual “paatii”. Renga has a tendecy to say English words wrong. While “friends” is spelled the correct way, both words have been “mispelled” to drive the point home.
For Renga & Kinari:
なぁぜなぁぜ (naaze, naaze) is JPN Gen-Z slang from Tiktok. It’s a statement made as an act for complaining, with a bit of sarcasm and irony thrown in at times. Like, “I said I wanna diet but I ate a big meal anyway! なぁぜなぁぜ” or “I’m an idol but I get more anxious doing improv than performances! なぁぜなぁぜ”. Best way I can describe the usage in this context is Renga is throwing a bit of a self-aware tantrum as to why Kinari would correct him. (As mentioned earlier, he isn’t good at English). I guessed a close equivalent would be “nuh-uh”, since that is a dismissal of someone else’s opinion without actual good reason, even if the other person has a point.
For Renga & Netaro:
まんまん (manman) means “a lot” but I also believe it’s a reference to meatbuns (nikuman).
For Kafka & Yodaka:
Hanbei is Takenaka Shigeharu, a Japanese samurai from the Sengoku era. He was known for being Toyotomi Hideyoshi’s strategist.
For Liguang & Yodaka:
闘牌伝 (touhaiden) is related to Mahjong stuff. 闘牌伝 seems to be an old timey Mahjong video game with RPG elements. Rekka is a fighting game term, and I will quote the website The Fighting Game Glossary by Infil on this: “A type of special move that has multiple stages, as long as you input more commands to continue the sequence. Not all multi-part specials can be called rekkas though; a rekka tends to have exactly three distinct parts and will move your character forward along the ground with each new input.”
For Akuta & Nanaki:
They went to the same kindergarten and were grouped together in the “Oden Class”. Japanese kindergartens, from my understanding from researching, tend to have a name for their class, rather than a number. To give an idea what such names could be, in 2019 the website hyenasclubs hosted a poll of most commonly used names for classes, and the top 3 were “baby chick” (hiyoko), “peach” (momo) and “dandelion” (tanpopo).
For Akuta & Muneuji:
My take on はっけよい輝矢部屋 (hakkeyoi kaguya heya) is a bit of an elaborate bit joking with Princess Kaguya of the Moon (from Tale of the Bamboo Cutter) because I was wondering why they suddenly opted for Muneuji’s last name instead of first. (I might’ve also just overestimated Kaguya Heya being some joke on Kaguya Hime). Hakkeyoi is what a referee shouts at the start of a sumo wrestling match.
For Akuta & Ushio:
I think ポジティブに腕押し (positive ni ude oshi) is a take on 暖簾に腕押し (noren ni ude oshi) that means something has no effect or is pointless. Lit. it means “pushing a curtain with one's arm”.
For Akuta & Tao:
Akuta Nine is a joke on the baseball movie Gyakkyo Nine which is an adaptation of the manga of the same series, I believe. The movie is referred to as GK9, hence I made it AKT9.
For Akuta & Ryui:
The original is OYAxKOBU which comes from 親分子分 (oyabunkobun) meaning “boss and his underlings”. Akuta also calls Ryui by “Oyabun”.
For Kiroku & Nanaki:
Weebs who watch highschool anime should be familiar with this, but emergency staircase refers to the hallway stairs in a JPN highschool that are sometimes used as chilling out spots by students.
For Kiroku & Chihiro:
TuRyStA is the clothing brand they wear. 18TRIP has a various selection of clothing brands, which each character having a preference for one or another.
For Kiroku & Yodaka:
Zhao Yun, as quoted by Wikipedia, “was a military general who lived during the late Eastern Han dynasty and early Three Kingdoms period of China.”
For Ushio & Raito:
Some heavy freedom was taken with バスボムしゅわリスト (basubamu shuwaristo). After considering how to approach it in the most sensical way, I decided to translate it as “bubblist” due the other options being “hand sign list” or “bubble list”. I thought リスト might function as in -ist, like dentist, artist, guitarist. しゅわ comes from しゅわしゅわ which means bubbly. Although bubblist isn’t not that common, it is sometimes referred to entertainers that do bubble performances (in English). And I think it made more sense than “hand sign list” or “bubble list” to say the least. This was also taking in consideration how 18TRIP, as explained in the intro, gets very creative with its language usage.
For Raito & Nagi:
Mandarin ducks symbolize “soulmates” of some kind in China. In other words, Mandarin Duck Touring is more along the lines of “Motorcycle touring soulmates”. However, I find the mandarin duck reference and interesting pull compared to just “soulmates”, so it was kept as is.
For Kinari & Ryui:
“Super Darling Gap Inspection” is more along the original lines. “Gap” in Japanese is usually used in the context of when someone acts one way, but unexpectedly, can act a different way. Ex. A very shy person shows they can be super vulgar, that can be considered a “gap” of some kind. In English, people are more familiar with “gap moe”, thus gap moe was used.
For Tao & Nagi:
Might be a reference to Yokohama’s Zo-no-hana (Elephant Nose) Park.
For Toi & Yodaka:
The original is more along the lines of, in the most literal sense, “going around raisins circle (of friends).” Toi likes raisins, but Yodaka doesn’t, so Yodaka passes them onto Toi. I’ve turned into on a play on “sharing is caring” since that’s a common concept in English.
soft spot !
kageyama tobio , tsukishima kei , sakusa kiyoomi (seperate)
incl ; post time-skip , fluff , mentions marriage (sakusa) , kageyama's is a bit sad ? , fem!reader
kageyama tobio !
“i need you ‘cause you’re everything that i’m not”
from the ages of fourteen to twenty-five, kageyama spent every night all alone.
with the absense of his parents, the death of his grandfather and his sister being frequently out of the house, kageyama was used to spending hours in solemnity to the point where he had to trick himself into enjoying it. that was until she had spent the first night at his apartment. after intertwined bodies and sleepy kisses shared between the two of them, it was more than just time with the woman that he had suddenly fallen in love with, but a small peek into the romance that he had missed out on due to his previous aversion to love.
he was addicted to her, addicted to her touch, addicted to the way her hands would brush over the skin of his muscular back which exhibited all the work he’d dedicated to his sport. everything about her was so different to him. her soft fingers and calming words, the way she carried herself with some sort of ethereal grace would completely contrast the monster which kageyama tobio was, or at least thought.
because when he was wrapped in her arms, head resting against the swell of her chest, he was someone else entirely. in his peaceful state of sleep, tobio was somewhat reminiscent of the little boy who had missed out on hours of slumber due to his fear of the dark, only amplified by the fact that he was all alone. so now he would greedily soak up any sort of affection she’d offer him as if it were a precious gold liquid that only he could obtain. whenever he found himself in her arms, his heart would swell to an impossible size, and it was almost like her warmth was chipping away at the ice which adorned his cold heart.
her love seeped through the cracks which dug deep. from the night terrors of his childhood to the loss of the one family member who truly loved him to the rejection of his teammates, tobio was brimming with unvoiced malaise. but only in her arms, was that pain finally taken away from him.
tobio would cling onto her as if nothing else mattered, because every night without her, he was brought back to the old reality which was sleepless nights alone, something he’d never want to experience again.
tsukishima kei !
“don’t believe in love but no one makes me feel like you do”
as of right now, her and tsukishima kei’s relationship was nothing more than quiet walks through the local art gallery with intertwined fingers or spending late nights together at the quiet library downtown as they worked together in silence, he was comfortable with that. he didn’t like the idea of being so dependent on another person, he even found it quite embarrassing when he’d see other couples cling to each other in public. he had voiced this opinion before, and it was mutually agreed upon between the two of them.
he had somewhat mentioned how he played volleyball professionally, but he didn’t tell her a lot about it - so he was quite surprised when he caught a glimpse of her signature beige trench coat and black knitted scarf, a large bouquet wrapped in her arms as she looked around curiously. before he even realised it, blood rushed to his cheeks, his teammates grinning and nudging them along as they caught sight of her too.
tsukishima let out a soft sigh before he walked up to her, taping on her shoulder and eyeing the bouquet quizzically.
“what’s that for?” he asked, his voice a low murmur with a hint of curiosity embedded between words. for a fleeting moment her eyes met him, a meek smile ghosted on her face as she awkwardly stuffed the bouquet into his arms.
“it’s a gift, for you,” she murmured, eyes trained down, just missing the flustered expression of her boyfriend. “a couple of friends told me that you had a game tonight and that it was pretty important or something..” she was embarrassed, her back was visibly tensed up. and tsukishima couldn’t help but wonder if he’s seen a more enchanting thing in his life before this.
it was almost automatic how he reached for her, bringing her face close to his chest as he carefully ensured to not squish the pink lilies cradled in the other arm. he buried his nose into her neatly styled hair, inhaling the soft scent which somehow matched her perfectly.
“thank you, it’s quite thoughtful..” he hummed, and he could feel the convulsions which pattered within his heart as he hesitantly brought tender pink lips towards her.
in moments like these, tsukishima pushed away the idea of being embarrassed, focused on the way her fingers intertwined with his as he embraced her. he smiled against her lips, suddenly overtaken by the unmeasurable swelling in his chest, and for the first time, he decided that maybe love would be okay if it was just with her.
sakusa kiyoomi !
“i hate to dance but i’ll dance with you, ‘cause i’d do anything to feel your touch”
in the dim lighting of their modern apartment, the two figures swayed in perfect sync to the 1960s jazz which played quietly in the background. the swell of her cheek was pressed against his hard chest, arms loosely wrapped around his neck as she inhaled the aquatic and woody accords which wafted around his upper body.
his arms squeezed her hips, moving together in endless circles. while she was focused on correcting her movements and not stepping all over his sock-clothed toes, his eyes were solely trained on her face. in the nighttime, and under the stars, the yellow moon cast a mesmerising glow over her face, and sakusa kiyoomi was enchanted by her. his eyes were unusually soft, his signature pouty expression gone as he found himself falling even more in love with the woman right in front of him as they danced under luminescence.
sakusa’s lips ghosted over the fat of her cheeks, pressing a tender, chaste kiss against soft skin, his arms moving to pull her impossibly closer, and he couldn’t help but smile when she melted into his embrace. if someone were to tell sixteen year old him that he’d find himself in a situation like this, he would’ve scowled or laughed it off. but now, in his full maturity as a twenty-six year old man, he would always seek the comfort and warmth of her soft body, he was almost yearnful for it.
he’s become content in the tranquillity of swaying together in the late hours of the night, he looks forward to it now. and when the record halted to a stop, his arms lifted her into the air, evoking a tired giggle from her chest before placing her languidly over the goose-down quilt and falling right next to her. his lips once again press a soft kiss against the nape of her neck, murmuring a small ‘i love you’, unheard to another’s ears as he watched her fall dormant.
his lips pulled into a soft smile, as he carefully lifted her left hand as if not to wake her up. his fingers rubbed gentle circles against the skin of her fourth finger, his heart beating impossibly faster as he imagined smooth skin replaced by the texture of the two-carat diamond ring which was buried at the bottom of his drawers.
I am on hiatus because of exams but @danijaci you have pulled me out of it for today thanks to your biker!Wriothesley drawing. 😭😭💫💕🦋
Please allow me to add some words to your scrumptious art because I am obsessed with this man.
biker!Wriothesely x 9 to 5 job!reader.
not proof read i wrote this in 30 minutes and put it in queue.
It was a wet day. The air was moist and puddles had formed around every corner. You walked with your files clutched under one arm, umbrella held in the other, sheltering you from the light drizzle that remained after the heavy downpour from a few hours ago.
Your clothes were recently washed and neatly ironed. Atleast they were till someone whizzed past you, splashing you with puddle water, soiling your clothes. You yelled curses at them, trying to brush away the water on your clothes which clearly was a futile attempt.
You turned around to walk home and get changed into a new pair of clothes till you noticed the biker who splashed water on you, was coming back. You came to halt as the biker parked their bike in front of you before pulling the visor of the helmet up.
You could see icy blue hues staring at you. The voice was muffled you could make out a 'sorry' in their sentence. "I can't understand what you are saying." You frowned, not pleased with the situation at all.
The biker removed their helmet to reveal a man, beautiful beyond comprehension. His hand reached up to fluff up his black locks which had been flattened by the helmet, while his other hand placed the helmet on the handle of the biker. He swiftly kicked the stand of his bike before making his way to you.
"I said I am sorry for splashing you with water. It was an accident and I should've been more careful." He sighed, assessing the damage caused by his recklessness.
"Oh it is fine, it will come off. The only problem is that I am late for work." You grimaced at the feeling of the clothes sticking against your skin. He seemed to have noticed that.
"How about I give you a ride back home and to your office? It'll save you time and in exchange of helping you, you'll forgive me. Sounds like a win-win." He offered. You hesitated since getting on a bike with a strange guy was complete violation of the stranger danger rul— screw it.
"I'll take you up on that offer."
"Great. One more thing.." he took off his jacket and leaned in to wrapped it around you. You took your time to admire the man while he was busy zipping the jacket up. After he was done he glanced up at you. There was an awkward silence, you could feel his body warmth radiate upon coming in proximity and—
"Let's go. The jacket will prevent you from feeling cold while riding on the bike." He walked over to his biker and mounted it. He gestured you to take a seat while strapping his helmet back on. He then handed you a spare and drove off.
Your life was usually dull. A boring 9 to 5 job, same old sceneries and same old people had made life monotonous, yet this moment of sitting on a bike with the cool air hitting your body, the vehicle effortlessly taking smooth twists and turns was an escape from all of that.
You had your arms wrapped around his waist. Part of your arm could feel his muscular built under the clothing. He was a gentleman, responsible, quick-witted and good looking. What more could a girl ask for—
"We are here." He dropped you off at your house. If only you knew that from that day, the strange man would become an inseparable part of your life.
biker!wriothesley who would drop you to your office and back everyday under the excuse that it will save you time and energy even though he simply wants to enjoy the warmth of your arms wrapped around him.
biker!wriothesley who would bring big bouquets of your favourite flower each week in hopes to impress you.
biker!wriothesley who steals you away from your friends to go on an impromptu outing with him.
biker!wriothesley who loves watching sunsets with you while sharing a pint of icecream.
biker!wriothesley who fell harder after you fell first.
biker!wriothesley who would feel happy even at the smallest biking related gift you get him. He is a strong believer of sincerity.
biker!wriothesley who always gives up his jacket whenever you feel cold and always puts your comfort first.
biker!wriothesley who was hesitant on confessing but eventually mustered the courage to do so.
"Hey big guy, why did you bring me here all of a sudden?" You enquired softly. Wriothesely was a man with many scars and a fragile heart. He only ever dragged you away when he was feeling upset.
"It's nothing. I am just- I have to come out clean about this.." he sighed, trying to face you. The sunset's beauty only made you look more captivating in his eyes than you already were.
Wriothesley had always been gentle with you. Ever since the day he splashed water on you, to the time where he accidentally hit you in the face with the helmet while tossing it to you, hoping you would catch it, uptill now.
He looked at you with endearment, sincerity and love. You were his solace in his adventurous life while he was your spark in your mundane one. You two were like puzzle pieces. Meant for eachother. Meant to complete one another.
"I like you. I find my thoughts drifting towards you all the time. I thought biking was my only passion, nothing could take my attention away from my love for bike riding but then you came and—" he cupped your face, his frost blue eyes spoke a thousand words which his mouth couldn't utter.
biker!wriothesley whose partner in crime (not literally) is you. He can confide in you about his problems and loves when you talk to him in biker terms.
biker!wriothesley who loves taking you on long drives. He loves exploring new places and seeing the smile that traveling brings to your face.
biker!wriothesley who flaunts you off to his biker buddies or 'gang' he named 'The Meropide' talking non stop about how amazing you are.
biker!wriothesley who teases you alot.
"Wriothesley- you have been cleaning your bike since the past 2 hours!" You complained, he treated that bike like royalty. Cleaning it, greasing it, getting air in the tires—
"You see sweetheart, I have to take care of my wife. I am simply spending quality time with her." He smirked at you.
"Oh yeah? Then what am I?" You asked, arms crossed across your chest.
"You are my mistress—"
You didn't let him touch you the entire day.
biker!wriothesley who gets all shy and clammy at physical intimacy, be it holding hands, hugging or stealing kisses.
biker!wriothesley who wouldn't trade you for the world. He holds you dear and the day he confessed to you, he had given a piece of his heart to you and vowed to always be by your side.
this is so scuffed- I haven't written in so long especially in this format.
[18TRIP] Ten Murakumo | [SR] Whimsical Parkour | How to Make Cats Dislike You
Characters: ☁️ Ten Murakumo, 🌕 Muneuji Kaguya
Location: Alleyway
Ten: Alright, that’s it for today’s “job”~.
Ten: (...I’m being followed again.)
Stray Cat: Mrow~!
Ten: Haah… Of course, it’s you. You really like me, don’tcha?
Stray Cat: Nuzzle, nuzzle.
Ten: No, not nuzzle nuzzle. Whatever, even if I tell you to stop, it’s not like you’ll understand.
Ten: Anyway, today—.
Ten: Hey. Pspspsps.
Stray Cat: ! Mrr, mrow.
Ten: (The cat locked right in on this laser pointer. Seems like the comments online were right about this being the best one.)
Ten: Alright, I’m out.
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Location: HAMA House - Entrance
Ten: (I just happened to see that stray cat on my way home one day, but since then it seems like it’s taken a liking to me…)
Muneuji: Oh, Murakumo-san. Welcome back.
Ten: I’m back~. Did you just get home too, Muneuji?
Muneuji: Yes. The student council meeting ran a bit longer than usual.
Ten: Mhm, gotcha. It’s rough being a student, isn’t it? Okay, cool, I’ve got a thing, so—.
Muneuji: Wait.
Ten: …Yeah?
Muneuji: Murakumo-san. There’s something wrong with your clothes.
Ten: Huh?
Muneuji: You’ve got fur all over your body. I have a cleaner that I use for my uniforms that you can use.
Ten: Ahh… Thanks. Must’ve been from that cat I ran into earlier.
Ten: (I was gonna have these clothes cleaned just in case anyway, so it’s not like I really need it, though.)
Muneuji: I see. Playing with a cat to the point where your clothes are like that… You must really like cats, Murakumo-san.
Ten: Ah. No…
Muneuji: I’ve heard that living life with cats is a constant battle against shedding fur. Shouldn’t you have tools like that on hand, Murakumo-san?
Ten: Hmm, you’d think, but no.
Muneuji: Then I’ll lend that cleaner to you for a while, Murakumo-san. I’m sure you don’t want to be covered in fur again.
Ten: Umm…
Muneuji: You can give it back to me whenever you’d like. Excuse me.
Ten: … Now what? Rumor’s gonna spread that I’m an animal lover or something.
Ten: Liguang-san… I don’t think he’d ask me to take care of his rabbits, but it’d be a pain in the ass if Prez appointed me as a walker for Shumai.
Ten: Guess I’m gonna have to do something about that cat… Before that happens.
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Location: HAMA House - Tiger Room
Ten: (Well, I guess I could look up how to make cats dislike you, but… I’m feeling lazy.)
Renga: Working on an assignment for college, Ten? It must be tough having to work so late.
Ten: Ah, Renga-san.
Ten: (...Got it.)
Ten: Yeah. But I’ve really been struggling to make any progress. If only there was someone willing to help me.
Renga: …! I-I could help if you want me to.
Ten: Aww, thanks. You’re sooo nice, Renga-san.
Renga: Well… T-That’s ‘cause… We’re, y’know.
Ten: Having friends really is great after all.
Renga: ! Ahem, ahem. Right, because we’re friends!
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Location: A Certain Park
Ten: So, I tried all those different ways to make cats dislike you that Renga-san researched for me yesterday, but…
Stray Cat: ♪
Ten: You sure are happy to have your claws trimmed, be bathed, and petted all over your body, huh~.
Ten: (Wait, is this just you trying to be cute…?)
Ten: Hmm, what else was there… “Cats don’t like being picked up suddenly” …Really?
Ten: Well, I guess I’ll give it a shot. …Here we go.
Stray Cat: Meow! Mrrow ♪
Ten: Hey, don’t take off my mask. Your fur tickles…
Muneuji: …You two sure are close.
Ten: !
Muneuji: My apologies. I didn’t mean to spy on you. I just happened to be walking by on my way back from school.
Muneuji: But I’m sure that… Your love is being fully conveyed to that cat, Murakumo-san.
Ten: Ahh, Muneuji. I think there’s been a bit of a misunderstanding here, so if you’ll just lemme explain a bit…
Muneuji: Misunderstanding… Explain…
Muneuji: Hah. Does this mean that your love for cats is much deeper than I thought, Murakumo-san?
Ten: What makes you think that?
Muneuji: My deepest apologies. Then could you tell me more about it on the way back to the dorms?
[18TRIP] Ten Murakumo | [SR] Black Melting Into the Hustle and Bustle | You Can Drink, But Don't Get Drunk
Characters: ☁️ Ten Murakumo, ☔️ Kafka Oguro, ☀️ Renga Nishizono
Location: HAMA House - Tiger Room
*Drink being poured*
Kafka: You’re having a nightcap again today too, Ten?
Kafka: Maybe it’s fine once in a while, but don’t you think you should hold back from having one every night? It tanks the quality of your sleep, y’know.
Ten: C’mon, stop worrying so much, Prez. This is just what works for me.
Ten: (I can’t have him messing with my routine.)
Renga: Exactly, Kafka. Ten likes to drink, and it’s not like he drinks recklessly.
Renga: And when we go out for drinks together, I think he always seems fine! You don’t gotta worry.
Kafka: I see. If my drinking buddy Renga says so, I guess it’s fine.
Ten: (...Never thought I’d have Renga-san to back me up.)
Ten: Cool, with that settled, to doing this again…
*Ten taps his glass on the table*
Renga: …
Ten: …
Ten: …Renga-saaan, don’t stare at me like that. I thought drinking wasn’t your strong suit.
Renga: Ah, my bad! Don’t worry about me, just enjoy your drink!
Ten: I’m only saying that because I care.
Renga: No, I was just thinking that I’d be able to drink like you do someday, Ten…
Ten: Ah~, you do get hammered in no time, don’t you, Renga-san?
Renga: T-That was just last time! I was more tired than usual, so…
Ten: Haha, you sure about that~? It would’ve been pretty dangerous for you if you were a girl.
Renga: Whatever, there isn’t anything wrong with me watching! All I’m doing is watching you drink!
Ten: (Just watching’s not gonna make you a better drinker… Well, it’s all according to plan. That’s just how much you’re fascinated with me.)
Ten: Alright, just for today?
Renga: Yeah! Thanks!
Kafka: (Hehe. There’s something pretty interesting about those two.)
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Location: Shirohori Studios
Staff: That’ll be it for today’s shoot, Renga-san! Thank you very much!
Staff Members: Good work!
Renga: Heh, I’m looking forward to seeing the finished thing.
Capable Producer: Do you drink wine, Renga-san? We prepared a vintage for today’s shoot.
Renga: Huh? Yeah… Thanks.
Renga: (Maybe it’s because of the last variety, but I’ve been getting a lot more gifts like this…)
Capable Producer: Don’t doubt it. It’s a genuine vintage, okay? There’s that famous saying… “I only want the real deal”.
Staff: Well, you heard the producer. This is undoubtedly the real deal.
Renga: H-Haha… Fair enough.
Renga: (I’m grateful, but what am I supposed to do…? Ah, I wonder if Ten would like it if I gave this to him.)
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Location: HAMA House - Tiger Room
Renga: I’m back~... Wait, where’s Kafka?
Ten: Ahh, Prez is working late tonight.
Renga: Gotcha… Ah, I’ve got a gift for you today, Ten.
*Renga takes something out of a bag*
Renga: …Ta-da!
Renga: It’s a vintage wine. It was given to me by a producer, and I think it’s a good one! Hey, let’s drink it together!
Ten: Ah, sorry, I’m not really a wine guy.
Renga: YOU’RE NOT!!?
Ten: (Wine’s the only thing that gets me really wasted… Still, I’m pretty confident that I’ve got a better tolerance than him.)
Ten: Alright, how about I drink my sake and you drink that wine, Renga-san?
Ten: That way, we’re still technically drinking together.
Renga: That’s true! Alright, let’s do that!
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Renga: ‘Cauuuuse~! That’s the kinda shoft-heartednessh that proves that you’re sucha good guy, Ten!
Ten: I know, that’s the third time you’ve told me that.
Ten: (Not even a full glass and he’s already like this.)
Renga: Noooo! I shtill haven’t gotten the point acrossh! Despite how you seem, you’re sucha good guy, Ten…!
Ten: Ow, wasn’t that like sorta a diss?
Renga: Mn~mh… Mmmhmnh…
Ten: Renga-sa~n, if you sleep with your stomach exposed like that, you’ll catch a cold.
Renga: I’ll show you the roshes when they bloom, Ten…
Ten: (Roses? The hell is he going on about?)
Ten: Jesus Christ.
Renga: Ten, let’sh have another drink together again~...
Today, while I can still remain here - Nishizono Renga Birthday SSR Card Story Translation
Happy Birthday, Renga!
(Translation notes at the end)
Renga: (Today’s the birthday of “Nishizono Renga”.)
Renga: (I heard from my manager that there's a leading role lined up that only I can play.)
Renga: Alright, my looks are on point.Time to go.
Yukikaze: Renga.
Yukikaze: Target secured.
Renga: Hah!?
Renga: …
Muneuji: Hachinoya-san. Excuse me, can you raise the rightmost decoration by 2 millimeters? It’s sloping ever so slightly.
Nagi: Got it. Still, it’s really pretty, this ornament.
Muneuji: According to Lu-senpai, it’s customary for celebrations in China. Certainly, the golden glow creates a festive atmosphere.
Renga: ………..
Kafka: Chief-chan, is that the last dish? The drinks have already been brought over.
Chief: Yup. All that’s left is the cake! Yuki-nii is doing a final inspection on it.
Shuumai: Woof. Woof, woof.
Renga: What’s going on?”
Renga: Chief and Yukikaze brought me to the living room all of sudden, sat me down on the sofa with Shuumai, and now a party’s starting!?
Ten: Renga-san, looking good~ That “Today’s protag” sash suits you.
Renga: Hey, Ten! Don’t tell me… No, there’s no doubt…!
Ten: That’s right~. Everyone’s been working hard all night to celebrate your birthday, Renga-san.
Ten: Your manager did us a favor and freed up your schedule for today. Man, everyone’s going at it.
Renga: My manager was in on it…! I had no idea at all…
Renga: (Just when I thought I wouldn’t be able to celebrate today because of work…! So this is what my manager meant with the “leading role only I can play!”)
Renga: That means… all this food and decorations are for me?
Toi: Need to align them by height a bit better… there. Acrylic stands and Uchiwa fans go over here…
Renga: …Hm? What is Toi doing?
Kafka: Making a shrine. It's a custom among fans who want to do something extravagant for their favorite celebrity's birthday, and Toi can relate all too well.
Kafka: Hand-making goods and amassing official ones... He’s been arranging merch and fan letters that arrived at your office since morning.
Renga: Since morning!? Then I should he…!
Liguang: Hold it.
Renga: Uwah! What’s wrong with you, Liguang, pushing me onto the sofa all of sudden!
Linguang: Stop messing around and sit down like a guest of honor should. It pisses me off to look at you.
Renga: You, you didn’t have to put it that way!
Shuumai: Woof!
Renga: …Are you saying I should sit down too, Shuumai?
Shuumai: Woofwoof!
Renga: …! I, I see. Got it.
Renga: (Since I’m playing a role no one else can do, I should act the part… everyone's be happier that way, right?)
Renga: …
Toi: Whew… Is this the last one?
Toi: Ah? There’s still one box left! I need to open it quickly!
Renga: That’s it, I can’t do it anymore!
Renga: Toi! Let me give you a hand!
Liguang: Tsk.
Ten: My, my.
Yukikaze: Sorry to keep you waiting. Please, give it up for the “Golden Sunrise Celeb Rose Cake”.
Kafka: We’re all finished here, what about you?
Toi: All done! Thanks to Renga-san, we’ve completed the shrine!
Chief: Then, let’s get the party started!
Chief: Renga-kun.
HAMA Tours: Happy Birthday!
Renga: Tha…thank you.
Ten: Here, for you. It’s a dog toy. Go nuts and play with Shuumai until it breaks.
Nagi: I chose shears for pruning roses. Feel free to ask for gardening advice anytime.
Yukikaze: My present is a travel bag. It has a large capacity and many pockets, so it can fit plenty of snacks, tissues and the like. I hope it comes in handy for both studio and location shooting.
Renga: (All of these presents have so much feeling behind them. I can tell how much they thought of me when choosing these.)
Yukikaze: …Is someone at the door?
Toi: Ah… I’ll get it!
Toi: Uwah!?
Muneuji: There was a huge noise.
Renga: What happened, Toi?
Toi: We’ve a p…problem! The gift box got stuck in the door!
Courier: A parcel for Nishizono-sama. Please sign here.
Kafka: With this volume, it can hardly be called a present, can it? It’s more like a shipment of goods for a sales event.
Nagi: The door is creaking. Better use the front entrance.
Yukikaze: It’s from Renga’s father. The note says “To Renga, and the HAMA Tours employees who always look after my son.”
Yukikaze: What a kind parent.
Chief: Amazing, Renga-kun! You received such a huge present!
Renga: Well, I guess? Once you get on my level, that's normal…
Toi: I wonder if I can carry it somehow…
Renga: Hey, Toi! Don’t try to carry it alone!
Ten: Is it okay for today’s protag to be such a busy bee?
Liguang: Tsk, he doesn’t realize he’s just causing extra headaches on the organizers’ side.
(the Live 2D animations (wordlessly) show that Renga tries to help Toi, starts shaking, probably because he can't handle the weight, but Yukikaze and Nagi catch and stabilize him)
Chief: Ahaha… Isn’t that just like him, though?
Part 2
Renga: Nom, nom… The cake Ushio made is really tasty….
Renga: I feel like I’ve heard enough “congratulations” today to last me a lifetime.
Renga: The birthday party was fun, too.
(flashback)
Nanaki: Then, it’s a promise. On our next day off?
Renga: Ah, yeah. Thanks for the invite, Nanaki. Can’t wait for the live soccer match.
Nanaki: I’m glad you’re on board. I have two replica uniforms, so let's wear them when we go.
Nanaki: Sunglasses will be a must for you, though… It’d be something else if people realized you’re at the venue, Nishizono-san.
Shuumai: Woofwoof, woof!
Renga: What’s up, Shuumai, you want to go, too?
Renga: Too bad, you can’t enter the stadium. Cheer up, I’ll toss you the ball I got from Ten…
Yachiyo: R-R-R-Renga-san! Renga-sa-!
Yachiyo: Uwa-!?
*sound of things falling over*
Nanaki: He fell head first into a cardboard box…
Renga: Yachiyo, you alright?
Yachiyo: S-sorry! I tried, but I couldn’t pull the brakes fast enough!
Renga: Why’re you in such a hurry?
Yachiyo: W-w-well, there was a letter for Renga-san left at the door, so I wanted to deliver it…
Renga: A postcard? Wonder who sent it…
Renga: (Happy Birthday to the both of us)
Renga: …!
Renga: I see. Thanks for bringing it to me.
(flashback ends)
Renga: It was a good day.
Renga: Who’s it?
Kinari: Nishizono-sama, excuse me for bothering you during your rest.
Kinari: I have been designated as your gift-giver as a part of the Random Gift System.
Renga: I-it’s time!
Renga: Much appreciated. Well, come in.
Kinari: Understood. Then, if you would accept this item.
Renga: A rose shaped… earring?
Kinari: After receiving the order, I discovered it while searching for a gift that would be suitable for Nishizono-sama.
Kinari: The initial search returned 27506 results. Subsequently, the list was narrowed down to 18549 options.
Kinari: I’ve heard from the Master that Nishizono-sama is partial to roses, which is why I’ve chosen this accessory.
Renga: You also put lots of thought into it. I really appreciate that.
Kinari: Happy Birthday, Nishizono-sama. May you be loved by many people from now on, as well.
Renga: I-idiot! That much is a given!
Renga: After all… After all, I’m Nishizono Renga!
Renga: (Up until now, I’ve always tried to act in a way that’d befit [Nishizono Renga])
Renga: But today is a little different than usual. I feel like they’re also celebrating [me]).
Renga: I’m glad I could stay here.
Staff: Time for a commercial!
MC: Renga-kun, wasn’t it your birthday the other day? Congrats.
Renga: Yeah, thanks.
MC: I’ve been wondering, are these earrings something you brought from home? They look great on you!
Renga: Right? It’s because they were chosen by an important friend… as a gift that suits me best!
You can read my translations of the Mayors and Yachiyo's voice lines for Renga's birthday here!
Translation notes:
The card story title: ここにいらえる今日を, is cut off: it's missing a verb that should go after を, so the information what is exactly done with/about this day (ここにいらえる is modifying, or describing what kind of "today" it is, instead). This is possibly to make it more ambiguous in meaning and slightly foreboding. You could put fill the blank in different ways, but since there's no clear indication and the difference in sentence structure would place the missing verb at the beginning, I decided to leave it out altogether to avoid further confusion.
Some possible ways to complete the title would be, for example: to celebrate, to cherish, to remember; or it could also be a toast, if you added 祝して、乾杯 at the end, as in "Cheers to today"
Renga's manager: As far as I know their gender isn't known, so I tried to avoid personal pronouns.
Renga shrine: Japanese fans are known for their extravagance while practicing this custom, such as renting a whole studio room and lining up hundreds of items, so I took some liberties with Kafka's first line to emphasize that - he only mentions fans who "want to celebrate" and that doesn't really relay the scale of what seems to have been going on, what with Toi having multiple boxes of stuff prepared.
[18TRIP] Ten Murakumo | [SSR] Crow Under The Full Moon | Two/Faced
Characters: ☁️ Ten Murakumo
Location: HAMA Tours - Office Floor
Momiji: Alright, finally done…!
Momiji: (I know it was a bad idea to work overtime, but it just didn’t sit right with me to rest with paperwork left to do.)
Momiji: Now I can just take it easy tomorrow…
Ten: Good work, Chief.
Momiji: Oh, Ten-kun. I thought you left already… Did you forget something?
Ten: Well, I guess you could say that. More importantly, are you done working?
Ten: Want to go out for a drink now? I’d love to treat you to a good drink as a reward for working so hard this late.
Ten: Sound good? Let’s go.
Momiji: (...This is a little suspicious. Since when has Ten-kun been the type to say something so admirable like that?)
Momiji: (But since he’s gone through the trouble of asking me…)
Momiji: Alright, but just one drink.
Ten: That’s the answer I was looking for. Miss, if you’d like to follow me.
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Location: Bar
Momiji: It’s so quiet in here…
Ten: Have you been here before by any chance? Right. This is Kuguri-san’s favorite bar.
Ten: Last time he brought me here as a “reward”, I got totally hooked.
Bartender: Sorry for the wait. Here’s your Hungarian wine and Klondike Highball.
Momiji: Thank you very much.
Ten: Alright, a toast to all the hard work and effort done by you, Chief… Cheers.
Momiji: C-Cheers.
*Glasses clink*
Ten: Must be a lot having to deal with so many different types of members. Now’s a good opportunity, so if you want to complain about any of them, I’m all ears.
Ten: I am always on your side, after all.
Momiji: I know and I thank you for that.
Momiji: (Ten-kun feels a little closer today than he usually is… He’s a lot more touchy-feely than usual too.)
Momiji: (He even playfully hugged my shoulders on the way here… Just what is up with him?)
Momiji: …Mhm, the wine is really good.
Ten: Right? You don’t have to keep it to one glass, you know. Drink as much as you want.
Ten: It’s on me today, so don’t hold yourself back.
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Momiji: (Yikes… I feel a little dizzy.)
Momiji: (I think I ended up drinking too much because Ten-kun kept encouraging me. Thank God I have the day off tomorrow…)
Ten: Are you drunk? Your face is so red. Cute.
Momiji: (Isn’t he way too close? I can really see how long his eyelashes are like this…)
Momiji: (Huh? Did he just glance at someone behind me?)
Momiji: (Nobody’s there… Maybe I just imagined it.)
Ten: …Ah.
Momiji: What’s wrong?
Ten: I think I’m a little bit drunk too…
Ten: Why don’t we go outside and get some fresh air?
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Location: Wharf
Momiji: Alright, keep steady. Just walk straight ahead.
Ten: Haha, you’re sooo warm, Momiji-san.
Ten: I just want to borrow your shoulder and keep walking like this forever…
*Fabric rustles*
Momiji: Uwhoa!?
Ten: Since there’s no one to disturb us, that means I’m allowed to indulge myself at least for today, riiiight?
Ten: Let me hug youuu.
Momiji: Hold on, you’re all over the place…! Be careful! I’m going to go get you some water, so just go and sit on that bench over there, and—.
*Footsteps*
Momiji: (Footsteps? Someone’s coming up to us…!)
Unknown Woman: Haah, haah… Ten…!
Ten: …You’re finally here. Took you long enough.
Momiji: Huh? W-What do you mean…?
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Unknown Woman: Ten… Who is that? Is she…!?
Momiji: (S-She’s glaring at me really intensely!)
Momiji: Who is this woman…?
Ten: My ex-girlfriend.
Momiji: What?
Ten: I’m going to let you in on a “little secret”, so just listen to me for a moment, okay?
Ten: She started stalking me after we broke up. She’d always be following me around, whether I was going to campus or working part-time for HAMA Tours.
Ten: I really wish she’d just give it a rest already~. Maybe if she sees I have a new partner, it’ll snap her back to reality.
Momiji: …I see. So you’ve been putting on a show for her.
Momiji: Does that mean your drunkenness was just an act too? Did you really have to go that far?
Ten: It’s gotta be realistic. Doing stuff like that is important. Please keep up the good work for me~, Chief.
Ten: Even though I just work part-time, I’m still a member of HAMA Tours. Isn’t caring for my mental health part of the job?
· • —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • ·
Option 1: Play along with Ten’s act.
· • —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • ·
Momiji: (I’m really curious to know about the kind of breakup that would lead to this kind of thing happening, and I’m really curious about his relationships too, so…)
Momiji: There’s no avoiding it… If you’re in trouble, I’ll help you, Ten-kun.
Ten: That’s what I was hoping to hear. That’s what I love about you, Chief.
Ten: Alright, follow my lead. I’m going to hug your shoulders, so cling to me with everything you’ve got, okay?
· • —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • ·
Option 2: It’s better to be honest.
· • —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • ·
Momiji: …If that’s your plan, then I can’t help you. You should just be honest and talk to her properly.
Ten: I thought you’d say that.
Ten: So that’s the kind of person you are, Chief. You’re one of those people who think they can understand almost everyone if you just talk to them.
Momiji: I didn’t mean to sound that naive, I just…
Ten: I’m not so sure about that~. You’ve always been so carefully protected, so you probably wouldn’t understand…
Ten: Don’t you know that there are some things in this world that can’t be solved with lip service?
Ten: And that’s why I’ve got to reject your opinion, Chief. The show must go on.
Momiji: (H-He put his hand on my waist…!!)
· • —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • ·
Ten’s Ex-Girlfriend: Hey, stop being so secretive and say something already! Who is she!?
Ten: Do you really not get it unless I spell it out for you? You’ve been watching us all this time, so you should get it by now.
Ten: She’s my new partner.
Momiji: (He’s nuzzling his cheek against mine. Isn’t this a bit much…!?)
Ten: That’s why you need to just give up and move on to someone else.
Momiji: Be careful with what you say! You don’t want to provoke her too much…!
Ten’s Ex-Girlfriend: …Y-You don’t have any clue how I was feeling…!!
Momiji: (This is bad, she’s rushing at us…!)
Momiji: Watch out, get away from—.
Ten’s Ex-Girlfriend: Ughh, you should’ve just said so from the beginning~!! As long as you’re happy, Ten, then everything’s okay!
Momiji: (She’s smiling happily and giving us a thumbs up!?)
Ten’s Ex-Girlfriend: Ah, I’m so sorry for misunderstanding. I—.
Ten’s Ex-Girlfriend: I was just so, so worried about whether or not you were happy after we broke up. I guess I just ended up following you around by accident.
Momiji: Huh?
Momiji: What!?
Ten’s Ex-Girlfriend: This one here’s got a nice face, but he’s kind of a mess, isn’t he? And on top of that, he’s got no real life skills, he’s like the epitome of a sugar baby.
Momiji: (That sure is a whole lot something that she’s saying…)
Ten’s Ex-Girlfriend: But. He was really kind to someone like me. I just wanted him to be happy.
Ten: …Huh.
Ten’s Ex-Girlfriend: Looks like everything’s okay. I’m glad. I’ll never follow you around again, don’t worry.
Ten’s Ex-Girlfriend: I… Hope things last between you and her for a long time. I wish you both the best!
· • —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • ·
Ten: …Haah. That’s finally over with.
Momiji: Having a stalker like that is hard to believe. But I’m glad there’s someone who cares about you that much.
Ten: I didn’t ask for that, though.
Momiji: Even so, you should be more happy to see such a wonderful person, Ten-kun.
Ten: Ohoho, giving me advice, are we? So you’re talkative when you’re drunk, huh~? If you keep on talking, I might have to shut that mouth of yours myself.
Momiji: How can you even do that?
Ten: …
Ten: It’s nothing, don’t worry about it. It’s not fun when drunk people take things so seriously.
Ten: Good work, Chief-san. Let’s call it here for today.
Back in my first playthrough, I made this joke for the July 11 Royal Trio love triangle cafe date and now I'm thinking about it again
Because if you think about how shuake discovered each other, an honest answer to her question sounds gay as hell
"He first saw me through a secret app that I can't tell anyone I have. An app that lets you find people, and you can add key words to find who you prefer. He approached me because of... shared interests. We've been going on dates ever since but I havent told my friends because I dont think theyd approve. Also he only messages me at night. And this was his last message to me btw"
Akechi thinks he's getting info on the phantom thieves and sowing discord among Joker's friends. Joker thinks he's getting info from the suspicious detective because "keep your enemies close". Sumire connects the wrong dots and thinks theyre secretly dating (she's the correct one)
Thankyouverymuch I almost had a heart attack!! Wth OgaJin??!
So I was scrolling down Twitter when the word BL popped out at me and I had to stop and check what it was all about.
Me: *scrolling* *suddenly – BL* *stops* *Wait. OgaJin tweeted about BL?? WHAT???* *translating the tweet* *are you fucking kidding me? XDDD*
That’s hilarious! His manager saying they don’t know his private life?! And OgaJin wondering about his image? ROFL
He appeared on some BLCDs, but not as the main character. I only remember a bit of his chara in Kono koi, Kamisama ni Go Hokoku!? with Taku x Kouhei. I think he was some kind of an antagonist to Taku’s seme? I remember his tone of voice and he sounded kinda evil and hot (which is always nice). I remember thinking I’d love to finally hear him as seme one day! (I forgot if his chara did something BL-ish in this BLCD… I think not)
But hey, maybe the whole story behind this tweet will finally change something. Maybe in the near future we’ll get a BLCD with OgaJin as main! *hopeful*
omg.. i love the no contact with kenma can u make some more with him? ^^ thank you!!
kenma during no contact .ᐟ.ᐟ
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your wish is my command, anon. hope you enjoy!! <3
he had no idea how much time had passed since you two stopped talking. his mental state continued to deteriorate. his hobbies and his room were filled with memories of you, and he didn’t know what to do with himself.
he would be lying if he said he didn't miss you because things have been difficult for him ever since the breakup. kuroo and shoyo tried to distract him by getting him out of the house, but it didn't work.
he had to check your social media accounts to see what you were up to, even if it felt like stalking. to make sure you were alright, at least.
after the breakup, you seemed to be doing well, which made him sad to see how miserable he was in contrast.
when your text message appeared, he wasn't sure if he was dreaming or not.
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