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- ness helps stray cats that he finds on the streets. he knows that cats are often a symbol of witches and magic, hence why he’s so fond of them.
- rin has a huge sweet tooth, and had lots of trouble reducing his sugar intake for a healthier and more athletic body. he still secretly eats candy sometimes.
- isagi is canonically very shy and tends to distance himself from people, so he often gets too scared to confess to his crushes, and they always end up dating someone else.
- the reason why ness knows how to cut hair is because he believed in those folktales and myths about needing to cut hair on certain days. his parents didn’t and refused to cut his hair for him, and he ended up having to learn to cut it himself.
- rin gets flustered when pictures are taken of him. his house is full of pictures of sae because he is the more favored, more successful sibling, so there are only one or two pictures of rin in the entire house.
- rin is actually very sensitive and has a hard time taking insults. this is because sae has always complimented him and told him about how good rin was. this is also why sae’s insults to him hurt especially.
- when kunigami’s sisters learned that kunigami would be returning to blue lock, they were ecstatic. but when they saw their older brother on the TV acting so differently, they both cried out of fear that he didn’t love them anymore.
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⛔Stop a minute‼️
My name is Hashem from Gaza. I am 32 years old and my wife, Samar, is 27 years old. We have a child born in the eighth month of pregnancy. His mother was premature because of my wife's fear of war. My large family consists of 8 members: my father, mother, four male brothers and 2 females. My father died in the war due to a lack of medicine in hospitals as a result of the fierce war on Gaza.
My story began when we were displaced from our home in northern Gaza in mid-October 2023 after a letter threatening eviction, and then the house was targeted and destroyed. Between this Exodus and the current fifth Exodus there are many stories and sufferings.
We now live in plastic tents, which are thermal ovens, which are not suitable for living and do not provide the minimum necessities of life, in addition to the spread of epidemics and diseases, which puts our lives in danger.
Through this campaign, we are trying to collect enough money to meet our needs and get us out of the Gaza Strip safely. We ask you to stand by us and protect us from this severe danger.
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kiss it better. [ isagi yoichi ]
cw: fluff, established relationship, slight ooc maybe, gn! reader. notes: i was nice and did a fluff.
"your face is not sore, yoichi."
you let out a muffled yawn, lazily turning to meet his gaze. your bodies lay together, wrapped up in each other limbs and drowning in the sea of white duvet.
"and how do you know?"
you scoff as he leans closer, noses brushing against each other as smiles crack your sleepy faces. you laugh lightly, playfully pushing his shoulder as his arms wraps around your waist. isagi pulls you closer, whining like a pup who wasn't fed,
"c'mon... just one..."
laughing, you reject his proposal again, even as he squeezes your waist and groans dramatically. you grin at him, you cheek lay pressed against his arm that cushioned your head, a sight isagi found utterly heartwarming on the few mornings he was lucky enough to wake up beside you. though even with such affectionate warmth, his heart still stung, throbbing with the memory of your impending separation. only today, he reminded himself.
he pouted, pressing his face forward, lips diving towards yours. when you pulled back, his hand flattened across the plane between your shoulder blades to hold you in place as his lips met yours.
he was so gentle. lips brushing against yours like a dance of delicate feathers, of precious love that could be easily fractured by one rough grain. adoration and trust as your saliva mingled with his, spreading across his tongue as you breathed,
"yoichi."
he chuckled breathily, pressing his forehead to yours as he kept his eyes closed. isagi hummed, not daring to speak after, rather drowning himself in the softness of your affection as your hands roamed his back, soothing his muscles. his hands did the same, holding you like a treasure under his roughened palms.
he pulled the blanket up closer, tucking you both back in beneath the wrinkled sheets, "let's go back to sleep." he offered, running his fingers through your hair. his navy eyes bore into yours, heavy lakes of blue adoration as they sunk closer to yours, lips parting in sweet devotion.
placing one last kiss to your cheek, he pulls you closer, tucking you away into his chest, hiding his prize from prying eyes. the hexagon building he had been trapped in for so long was cold, lonely, but in your arms, he felt anything but that. his legs were sore and tired, shoulder aching from brutal workouts, head thumping from so much thinking. yet, finally, when he gets to melt back into your arms, isagi lets out the softest sigh, satisfaction riddling his body.
"i don't wanna fall back asleep." you confess, still nestled into his chest, "today's the only day i get to spend with you." isagi smiles at your soft pleading, his heart aching when he remembers tomorrow won't be the same, petting your hair. he grins lazily, jesting,
"we could... if only you kissed all my soreness away..."
isagi whines dramatically, again, continuing to lament about the alleged soreness that lingered on his lips. rolling your eyes, laughter broke out between you when your eyes met, crinkled with smiles, a shake of your head as you leaned closer,
"yeah, yeah..."
notes: awee sucha a cutie.
wn . ft clingy bf isagi <3 fem¡ reader ;) this is short but its isagi 🤷🏽♀️
isagi the type to pamper you somuch (YESYESYES) and when he feels so touch deprived he'll go all out on you like aaahh... ♡__♡ he'll probably caress you everywhere he could especially around your waist. he loves to just touch there and feel your curves, rubbing your skin with the tip of his thumb in circles as he talks with you while you lay on your stomach over his. and he looks at your eyes like 🥰 AHH STOPTHIS
isagi the type to tug on your wrist so hard but yet so gently when you step out of the bed. he'll make the poutiest and most puppy eye look ever so you have to give in to him. then when you finally gave in to him, his lips curve into a small cute smile as he pulls you back into his embrace. he just wants that warmth from you again okay? can't blame him for being such a touchy boy.
isagi the type to shower you with kisses every morning every evening every night. not only that, but also when you're doing works or cooking or even clean the house. as said, he'd have his arms around you tightly while his head bury into the crook of your neck. and if he finds your hair too distracting when you don't tie it up, he'll do it for you. and for him to have more contact with your skin.
isagi the type to mutter sweet nothings to your ear when you both are cuddling or him hugging you from the side as you both sat next to each other. this also applies to when you're doing your own stuff and you can't possibly have your own personal space. because if its your personal space, then it's his personal space too. those teasings will be so cheesy and cringy like, "i wish i could have you right now but you're so busy with your phone" "sigh i bet you're thinking about me now"
isagi the type to rub your back when you lay down on his chest, in between his legs. he likes it when you're all hugging and kissing and touching with him. because it makes him feel good and constantly shuddering at the way you kiss him so much and so needy. his hands go all over your scalp, brushing your hair delicately and tuck your hair behind your ear gently. (MMGMGNDNFNF CANT TAKE THIS ANYMORE)
isagi the type to have lazy showers with you BECAUSE he can't get you out of his sight, ever. i mean, its not like he'll do this every time but sometimes he'll ask for a permission to have hot shower or bath together. if you prefer showering for the morning, then he'll definitely shampoo's your hair as you face the water while closing your eyes. he'll take care of you <33 and if you're in the mood to go for a bathtub, you both will do bubble baths! he'll take a big portion of bubbles and create lots of funny stuff on his face. or even make a big bubble hat over his hair. he simply just wants to keep you close and spend most of his time with you. to hold you and keep you warm <3
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at age seven, isagi learns two things. one, universal truths are always in the present tense (his teacher told him so), and two, you kiss the people you love (his mom told him so). knowing these, he kisses you under the slide in the playground, because he loves you, at least as he understands it at his age.
at age sixteen, isagi decides two things. one, he will become the best striker in the world, and two, he still loves you, albeit a little more than his seven year old self previously thought. but instead of kissing you, he hugs you tightly before he boards the bus to blue lock, and he takes in all the details of you. he thinks of the smell of your shampoo and the melody of your laugh while he's there, but he never tells anyone that.
at age twenty eight, isagi achieves two things. one, he wins the world cup, and two, he gives you his last name. the kiss you share at the altar is wetter and saltier than the one you shared under the slide, thanks to your tears, but his feelings engrave themselves into your memory all the same. he kisses you again for good measure, much to everyone's amusement, and wonders how his love for you is meant to stay in the present tense when it exists in all past, present, and future tenses.
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Dazai’s hands are cold.
He always keeps them in his pockets. He says it’s to make sure he isn’t canceling his co-workers’ abilities, or he comes up with some totally different, non-serious reason altogether.
But it is through his touch that he shows love. Normally, he doesn’t touch others. His touch is unpleasant to those with abilities, like ants crawling under their skin. Chuuya said so. Oda said so. Many others have said so, and many will say so in the future, too. So, he doesn’t touch others. For an ability user with no ability to speak of, is a desperate and unpleasant person.
But there are exceptions- ones he only discovered after leaving Port Mafia.
The first one was Kunikida. He shouted at him, and even hit him when he first did so. But the man grew to like him, to trust him, to be his partner. Thus, Dazai’s touch, though a bit unpleasant at first, did not bother him. Dazai could bully and tease him with his cold hands, but Kunikida sometimes allowed that, warming his hands a little, lingering for only a short while. Kunikida trusted Dazai and let him find comfort, even if just for a tiny bit.
The other exception came from a boy, only four years his junior, a person he never thought he’d get attached to. Atsushi, who initially hated his own ability and was terrified of what it could do, found comfort in the buzzing sensation of Dazai’s ability and the cold hands that, instead of causing disgust, brought him comfort. It wasn’t long before he came to trust him, and that trust was returned. He welcomed Dazai’s cold touch, even when he’d shriek at it, warming his hands even with a sulky expression on his face.
Although his hands were cold and his touch unpleasant, there were people who cared for him, people who were willing to warm his hands despite all that.
The IOF opened fire on starving civilians trying to collect food aid murdering dozens and injuring an estimated hundreds or more they then crushed some of the injured by running over them with tanks. This was their “reason.”
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