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would yall like a southernfarmer!Reader x cityboy!Eren fic???
I‘d totally be a slut for Eren Yeager
Guys I lowk wanna write a story about kamisama kiss.
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So basically, reader and Tomoe had known each other forever and then Mikage took them in blah blah, one day reader dissapears, finds Tomoe again at the festival at the end of season one, tells him how she was cursed and shit, basically she didn't leave cus she wanted to, then they live happily ever after with a LOT of drama.

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╰┈➤ maybe not so messy at all? ┃part 1 ┃part 2
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You stared at him from across the table. You've seemed to notice everything at all. How he ate this food, how your cat sat in his lap as if she missed him more than you did, how a strand of his hair fell out of his bun. You even noticed how his nose slightly twitched when he tasted the food.
He was still drenched from head to toe, be that as it may he wanted to eat first before changing.
Did you even try making it seem as if you weren't peering at him? Of course not. Not like he was against it, how could he ever be against you staring at him?
His mouth opened slightly, he wanted to say something but held back. It was obvious in the way his ribs flared slightly, and his hand had turned to you just slightly.
He seemed to be done with his food, standing up and placing the dishes in the dishwasher, he washed his hands and only then you noticed he already stood up. Neither of you said a word, not yet.
As if you didn't know already, something inside you struck.
He was in your apartment, at 2am, looking so disgustingly perfect. Slightly kneeling down to pet the furrball nuzzling into his leg.
"You need dry clothing Suguru." Barely above a whisper, he nodded. Slow steps followed, he was closer now. So warm, and god, that scent you couldn't stop thinking off.
"I doubt any of your things would fit me." He joked softly, his eyes locking in with yours. He knew you kept his hoodies, and no, he didn't only know because you were wearing one right now.
You looked up, restraining yourself from falling into his arms and crying your heart out, begging him to forgive you. But really, who were you trying to fool. He surely wasn't here because he hated you so much for leaving him. You wanted to tell him everything, how you felt, how much you missed him, how he was everything that ran through your mind. Instead, "The others are in the washer,"
A low mumble, voice sounding soft and miserable at the same time. You turned around, back towards him. Too shy to undress so he'd see your front, as if he didn't already. Pulling the hoodie over your head and handing it to him. "Take a towel."
He let out that sweet chuckle of his, and grabbed the hoodie from your hand, fingers slightly brushing. God he missed you. "No need to be so shy Y/N." He spoke in that rough voice of his that he somehow made sound soft, making you just want to fall down to your knees and suck him off as a welcome back, but you couldn't do that now.
You nodded, still not looking at him, embarrassment and maybe insecurity taking the best of you.
The cold temperture in your apartment hit you like a shot in the head and with quick steps you stumbled into your bedroom. Immediatly letting the big blanket envelope you whole. You really wanted to hold it back but the biggest of smiles crept up on your face.
While Geto was still in the bathroom drying himself up, you took your phone from the bedside table and opened your chat with Shoko.
Two new messages
Listen, I really tried to talk him out of it. Use protection will you?
You let out a gasp, well you actually meant to laugh, but a gasp was good for now. You replied, put your phone down again and happily waited for the man of your dreams to join you.
You were in a weird state of mind right now, at first confused, happy, sad, and happy again but not once were you surprised. You knew him and that was probably why you even opened the door. Shoko held her word, if she meant tomorrow, she'd come by tomorrow, and you highly doubted Gojo came to you at this hour.
When the door creaked open slightly before closing again, it didn't take a genius to figure who the figure was. You could hear his soft breath in the silent corner of the room.
The bed sank slightly when he laid down next to you. As if engraved in his head, one arm wrapped against your waist just how you liked it and the other played with a strand of your hair.
"Are we gonna pretend none of what you said was true?" A low whisper, right in your ear. It made your eyes close for a second, before you shook your head slightly. Now wasn't the time to lie, to say you didn't mean it in that way, because you did. You really did.
"I meant it Suguru." He chuckled, so close, the hand on your waist tightening slightly. He held you as if he was afraid you'd dissapear if he dared to let go. Your back pressed against his chest perfectly.
"Yeah?" He hummed softly, other hand finding it's way to your bare thigh, rubbing soft and slow circles on it with his calloused finger tips. How could such rough hands feel so gentle on you?
You didn't answer, it didn't need an answer. It was the kind of thing he only said to make your breath hitch the slightest bit, and god, it did. You wanted to say something, anything to make clear how much you needed him back, but your mouth closed.
"No need," He mumbled, you raised an eyebrow, did he really still know you that well? He still knew what it meant when your mouth opened slightly and you took a slightly deeper breath? God, this man was perfect. "I missed you too, so much."
He missed you too and that was all you needed to know.
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Calling Shoko at 2am turning into something more messy
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You couldn't stop thinking of him. His smile, his voice, the way his eyes looked when the sun hit them just right. You were so into him you thought you lost your mind.
You pulled your knees close to your chest, the blanket that covered half your body was long gone lounging somewhere on the floor. You tried everything possible to keep him off your mind today. Journaling, watching a movie, reading, hell you even tried oregami, but he wouldn't get out of your mind.
Suguru geto had you wrapped around his fingers ever since you left him. You didn't know why you did, it just happened. After a big fight, which was honestly your fault, you just couldn't see him anymore, you were so frustrated by him that you just broke things off and it killed you, everything about it killed you. Not having him next to you, not hearing his voice on call while you both did diffrent things, not having his hoodie smell like him anymore.
You tried, you really tried to forget him, him and his disgustingly perfect face but who were you fooling? You still loved him, too much for your own good.
Curled up in his hoodie you couldn't help but call Shoko, she always understood you and she knew how difficult it could be to go through a break up. When she finally picked up you felt like a weight just got lifted from your shoulders for a second.
"You're on-" You cut her off before she finished, not in a rude way, you didn't even hear her.
"Shoko I miss him so much, everything about him." You whined into your phone, "I tried everything to forget his face, girl I even tried Origami, but I'm still curled up in his hoodie imagining it still smells like him. It doesn't" You're voice was a broken whisper, but the mic made it louder, Shoko really didn't know how to react due to a certain person holding her back from saying anything that would tell.
"No really you're-" Shoko muttered before you cut her off again, this time desperate.
"Shoko I'm going crazy, I see him in every corner of my room. I cooked his favorite food, thinking he'd magically appear in my apartment, he did NOT. I feel like such an asshole for leaving him, and he's probably on some party having the time of his life while I'm whining and crying about my mistake." You cracked into your phone ready to jump out of your window.
You wiped your tears before speaking again, "Say anything to distract me before I jump out of my window I am begging you." You basically pleaded as you sprawled out on your bed.
"I'm with Gojo 'n Geto, and you're on speaker." She said frustrated, you were on WHAT. You sat up as if electricity just tickled your ass, eyes wide, heart pounding like you just had a heart attack.
"On WHAT now." You nearly shouted at her, voice cracking, begging, pleading, praying, you had missheard her. That she wasn't with him and you weren't on speaker. That he didn't hear you crying about leaving him. She sighed, and mumbled something, but not towards you, probably towards Geto.
"Listen Y/N, I'll come by tomorrow and we'll talk yeah?" She mumbled, she sounded mad. Again, probably towards Geto or Gojo since they always found a way to strike a nerve. "you know I love you." Her voice came out so soft you thought an angle just spoke to you.
"mhm love you." You mumbled, still not quite understanding what just happened. He knew, he fucking knew. Not like he didn't already know. Ofcourse he did, but now he heard you say it. Heard you yearn for him as if he was deceased. God, you will never enter your ethics class ever again.
You didn't know when you hung up, but sometime when you were spiraling on how to continue with your life without it being incredibly pathetic.
You calmed down now, it has been maybe half an hour since your call with Shoko ended, leaning against your headboard with a cigarette in your hand, some shitty song playing from your radio, and the rain making this situation feel all the more depressing. You couldn't sleep, your head hurt, too full of thoughts.
Until the bell rang. You raised an eyebrow slightly confused, the confusion quickly left as you assumed it would be Shoko. With small steps you walked to the door of your apartment, still in nothing but underwear and Geto's hoodie that looked 3 sizes too big on you.
When you opened the door, cigarette still in your hand, your heart began beating so fast, it could've been a drumming solo.
It was him. The man you needed so badly. Suguru Geto. He was drenched from head to toe, looking down at you with his soft smirk. Your knees got weak, your cigarette nearly fell out of your hand, and god, your eyes became all teary again.
You couldn't help yourself, you could never when it came to him. You practically fell right against his chest, "Suguru." A whisper with the same crack it always had since you left him. His arms immidiatly held you close, one wrapping around your waist, and the other snatching your cigarette and placing it between his lips before using it to slightly pick you up.
He whispered softly into your ear:
"My favorite food you said?"
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At some point in his life Toji made 'male whimpering' audios to make money.
Ik it cus I listened to them
Just a sweet and small Choso scene I randomly thought of while eating takeout after smoke sesh
Evenings smelled like takeout and weed. You watched as Choso ate his food, cheeks slightly puffy. It was quiet, the kind that just made you wanna lovingly suck his dick, or probably just hug him.
Living with Choso was the best thing to happen to you. He kept his stuff clean, always carried the trash out, made sure you were comfortable, eat you out on ocassion like a good boyfriend should, but what you loved the most was how soft he was with you. How after a long day of work he would softly caress your face and tell you how perfect everything about you was.
"You're staring again." He mumbled after he swallowed his food, "is something on my face?" his voice sounded soft, softer than usual or maybe it was just the weed that made him sound so soft, he looked at you with those slightly reddened eyes. If you wouldn't know any better you would say he didn't smoke. He was so used to it that no one could tell.
"Am I?" You mumbled, a slight chuckle leaving your lips afterwards, you didn't notice, too lost in thoughts of how lucky you were. "I love you Choso."
A small smile on his lips, "going all soft on me now?" An amused hum, "I love you too." His hand brushed against your cheek.

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Currently writing a Street Racer Choso x Car mechanic! Reader
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if the og 3 went to a normal college together (and lived in an apartment together) Headcannons!
Suguru Geto
Baggy pants 4life
Girls would've loved him
He drinks nearly every weekend
Sleeps in his lessons
Helps Shoko pass her ethics class
Has posters all over his walls
Keeps the kitchen clean but his room is a fucking mess
Deffo loves piercings and would start with tattoos.
Is lowk in a situationship with Shoko (u guys can ignore this if u don't ship them!)
Always has a lighter and an ashtray in his room for Shoko
Can't survive exam season without smoking
Beck from Victorious / Patrick 10TIHAY aestethic
Ethics and philosophy Major
Shoko Ieiri
Has 2-4 close friends aside from Geto& Gojo
Puts on make up just to wear a hoddie and some sweats (we love that)
Is surprisingly really good with the president of a Frat
Goes to more parties than the two others
Passed her exams by cheating
Makes Geto's hair daily
She often falls asleep in Gojos bed
Gets shitted on by Gojo for making him smell like Cigarettes from time to time.
Whole apartment smells like cigarettes
Is too lazy to cook so she always orders take out
Deffo steals Geto's and Gojo's shirts and hoodies daily
Suki from The fast and the furious aestethic
Biological science Major
Satoru Gojo
Has a new style everyday and calls it "Finding out what he was born for"
Spits the dumbest answers known to man-kind just for the professors to say that it was the most beautiful thing they've heard
Loves spending time with Frat boys
Tried to convince Geto to join a Frat
Dated a sorority girl once until she broke up
Helped Geto and Shoko pass their physics exam
Has pictures of his friends in his room
OWNS A DIGICAM
He tried vaping once but coughed his soul out
Late night talks with Geto are a must
Is surprisingly close to Mei mei (friendship wise)
His room is the cleanest
Aces all of his exams
JJ from Outer banks aestethic
Physics & Maths Major
Sashisu
Go into each others rooms without needing to ask
Gojo and Shoko love annyoing Geto
Study together ever week
They have all kissed eachother atleast once
Geto and Shoko once made fake moaning sounds while Satoru was on the phone with his ex
Cook for eachother
They cuddle together but not in a sexual way, they just sometimes (rare but it happens) all cuddle together without dirty thoughts.
Matching Bracelets
Whenever they argue they immiditaly work it out
Gojo tried convincing Geto and Shoko to join a Frat and a sorority but once he found out that meant they would need to move out he quickly forgot about the idea.
Big group hangouts at their apartment (Nanami, Haibara, Utahime, Mei mei, etc...)
Shoko can't fall asleep without telling them Goodnight, neither can Gojo
That was all!
And remember, those are if they would live in our world so none of that Sorcerer trauma is on them!
For the germans who read this Mei Mei would deffo be a BWL'er
No one will ever understand how much of an impact Sugushoko had on me.
Personally, I think Gege was a genius for how less we know of Shoko and how little we see her interact with others. Her line "I was there too wasn't I?" Shows she always felt out of place, as if she was forgotten. (Which many fans of the show often say)
However Geto wanted to talk to her one last time and even carried a lighter with him for her, Geto never forgot Shoko was there, but he left. Her line was more towards how she didn't quite understand why Geto left, why they didn't tell her what happened in the hidden inventory arc, why they kept secrets.
I'm sure that if not Geto but Shoko would've went away we would've gotten pretty much the same reactions from Gojo and Geto because she meant so much to them too.
Anyways this was just my little yap because I love Geto x Shoko so much!!
my babys
I think everyone collectively agrees that if the og jjk sorcerers would be in a band, it would be Drummer!Gojo.
YOU CAN'T TELL ME HE DON'T LOOK LIKE A DRUMMER
American idiot
synopsis: A Redneck Frat next to the house of a punk Friend group, what could go wrong?
content: College au, modern au, Gojo, Geto, Shoko, AFABreader, GetoXreader (implied), singing, make out, Smoking, fire works
authors note: I got this idea while scrolling through my old C.ai chats from 2022 ngl.
wc: 2.7k
IT'S OKAY TO PUNCH WHAT????
It was a day like any other. You and Geto were lying on opposite ends of the couch, your legs over his, showing him funny videos you saw, Gojo screaming songs under the shower, Shoko and Utahime talking about random things in the kitchen.
"I think a new Frat is moving in next door." Gojo hummed as he walked down the stairs; by now, Shoko and Utahime were in the living room too. Shoko was the most excited about the news, as it had been a few months since the house was used.
"Really?" She asked with a surprised voice, "Are they chill?" and Gojo, being who he is, only shrugged.
"I'm sure they are." He nodded, which didn't sound all too convincing. You guys got along with the old Frat guys that lived there, always went to their parties, and spent evenings together. They weren't like the usual Frat, they were chill.
"I don't believe you one bit," You chimed in, earning a nod from Geto, who put his phone down on the table.
"Doesn't sound too convincing to me, Satoru. " She chuckled with his typical close-eyed smile thing, which you couldn't help but adore.
"Man, how am I at fault? I don't even know those guys." He whined and let himself fall down on the couch next to Utahime. He'd look like a child if it weren't for his tattoos peaking out under his shirt.
"Man child," Utahime sighed, looking at him before turning away again and looking at all of you now, "I don't know why, but I kinda feel weird about knowing a new frat is moving in there." She mumbled, and everyone understood what she meant.
"Right? I have this weird tingle in my stomach that makes me doubt them without even having met them." Came out of you now, looking at the ceiling while crossing your legs over Getos.
"We gotta stay positive, we haven't even met them yet," Shoko sighed, looking at Geto to get some kind of agreement on her side.
"I'm staying neutral until I meet them." Geto shortly replied and went back to caressing your legs.
You and Geto never talked about how close you guys actually were; it was just normal to you. Yes, even the tingling feeling in your stomach whenever he would slightly touch you was just normal. Nothing to worry about.
"Fuck that shit, anyone up for a movie?" Gojo mumbled, dissapointed by the reactions after a while, and ofcourse everyone agreed, nothing's better then ending the night with a movie.
You weren't sure when it happened, but eventually the Frat Gojo mentioned really moved in and none of you bothered to greet them into the neighbourhood. Gojo was too busy, Shoko was held back by Utahime and Geto didn't, because you didn't want to.
You did get bad vibes from the guys, but apart from the many flags and not seeing any person that didn't look standart American, nothing really bothered you, or better said, you didn't really bother thinking bout.
As you went to take the trash out, a few of the guys were sitting in their front yard, damn don't they have to attend classes? You could swear you've never seen them go to classes, but oh well, you didn't know how the classes were at normal colleges.
"Yo emo chick," one of them suddenly called out. You raised an eyebrow. He didn't mean you, right? 'emo chick'? Is that how they flirt nowadays? You scoffed, looking up at them.
"What's up?" You covered your annoyance and smiled a
"You've been chopping it up? Fucking leftist." You raised an eyebrow, chopping it up? Your eyebrow sank again when you realised what he meant. Your scars, of course. How pathetic.
"Got both right, sir," You smiled, teeth clenching; at least you were too far away for them to notice. "What bout you? Blue collar, redneck?" You giggled a little at that.
"Call it that." He winked at you, gesturing with his hand to come sit on his lap. He looked clean, perfect, but in the most disgusting way ever. His hair was full of gel, and his teeth were similar to the sun- color wise.
"Fuck off," You said loud enough for them to hear before walking back into your house. Apart from Utahime, everyone was there. She went to the grocery store to restock since it was her turn this week. "Those Frat bitches," You began talking, making the three heads that sat in the living room turn towards you. "They're fucking rednecks." Geto put his phone on the table again.
"Fuck no," He scoffed, "Rednecks in our neighbourhood?" He asked, nearly confused, but you understood him. Why were they living in a street called 'Marx avenue' , well of course that wasn't the official name, but everyone knew it was named that way by those who lived there, even if you weren't from there, you knew.
"No wonder, all those flags. They could've just painted their house to match it." Shoko scoffed, taking a drag of the cigarette in her hand. Shoko was what everyone would call an outcast, even more than the rest of you. Similar to Satoru, she was born into a rich family; she had everything she wanted and more, her family was conservative, so she grew up around flags, the bible, and the perfect image of how a 'normal' family should look. However, she was not into that at all. As a young girl, she began cutting her hair by her own, stealing her dad's beer, smoking his cigarettes, going to festivals, dressing up in all kinds of ways, and all of that just to piss them off. Shoko was a rebel.
"Man, I guess y'all were right," Gojo whined, but who would've guessed he didn't sulk for long. "We should totally get them far away from here!" He suggested with a bright smile.
"And how are we gonna do that?" Suguru asked, confused, his best friend was really weird at times, he just winged through life without any plans. It would get him killed one day, that he was sure of.
"Burn their house?" Gojo suggested with a grin.
"A way where we don't have to leave too?" Shoko sighed, frustrated at his dumb answer. You didn't know why, but something in your brain just clicked.
"Make their ears bleed." You mumble, more to yourself then to them, but Geto heard, ofcourse he did. He never missed anything when it came to you. His precious girl.
"What do you mean by that?" Geto asked, looking at you with a confused look in his eye.
The other two didn't seem to understand much more than him, looking at you with a dumbfounded expression. "Isn't making them bleed worse than what I said?" Gojo mumbled to Shoko, which made her nod a tiny bit.
"I don't mean in a literal sense."She said, and Shoko seemed to understand. Geto and Gojo still as dumbfounded as before, and now turned their faces to Shoko. The 'huh' was written all over their face.
"We're gonna give them a private concert," Shoko explained so that the two idiots would get it. Geto and Gojo, as if interlinked, grinned at the same time and looked at each other in sync.
"Suguru, your girl is a genius."
"Of course she is."
You smiled a little at that. Being called his girl did something to you, something good. Shoko noticed; she noticed every little thing, and she couldn't help but grin a little as she looked at you. You really were a genius.
On the same evening, you called over all the people you needed to help you.
"So basically, we're gonna sing 'American Idiot' as loud and annoying as we can Kento and Haibara are taking care of the fireworks. As soon as we're done, they will shoot them into the roof and drive away as fast as possible. I'll get you the other plates, so don't worry." She said, looking at Nanami with a smile, who just nodded along. "And we are gonna do our usual performance. Guitar, drums, and bass." She explained simply.
"There's nothing that Rednecks hate more than being confronted when they have no chance." Geto chuckled, his hands playing with strands of your hair. You smiled up at him. You loved it when he treated you like this.
"Wait, what does Toji have to do with this?" Gojo asked, looking confused at the homeless man on their couch. He was pretty clean for a homeless man, tho.
"Chaos without Mister Zen'in is so 2000s Satoru." You scoffed jokingly, earning a sulk from Gojo. "Mister Zen'in is going to take care of the police," You explained to him as you smiled at Toji.
"He's gonna beat them up?" Haibara asked, scared, to which the others just nodded and looked at you, confused.
"What, no!" You said, slightly surprised by his assumption. "If he sees a police car coming in our direction, he'll call me and then stop the car and distract them." You explain to calm the others down, do they really think you want an homeless man to beat up officers? You're not THAT cruel.
"Oh, makes sense, okay then!" Haibara nodded with a big grin and a thumbs up.
Everything set, Kenny?" You asked the man over the phone, as the other four were setting up their speakers and mics. You had just fixed everything with Toji, now only Kento and Haibara were left, and the opperation 'Get the Rednecks out' could start.
"Everything's done," He said through the phone and ended the call, not even a bye hurt you. However, you brushed it off quickly and giggled as you walked out. Oh, this would be gold.
To your surprise, the Frat was having a party. Sorority girls, all white, all typical Americans. It made you want to puke, being Conservative? Okay, do what you will, being Racist? Fuck no. There was nothing you and your friends hated more than someone being judged based on things they didn't choose, and sure as hell none of them chose out of whose pussy they'd slide.
Your head turned to Satoru, and you nodded. It was time.
"One and two and one, two, three, four," Satoru screamed into his mic. Everything was set up in your front yard, so perfect for your Red neighbours to hear and see.
"Don't wanna be an American idiot." You began singing into your mic; some of the people at the party already heard you guys singing, but not enough people did. As if you knew, every one of you turned the volume of their speakers higher in sync, again. Maybe you all were really interlinked.
"Don't want a nation under the new mania." Your voice was on point; you had prepared it perfectly ever since the idea came to you. Geto looked at you with a grin, and you did the same back. A few more people turned their faces towards you guys now. Hearing the song, understanding the lyrics. However, you guys had placed Cameras that didn't record, but they didn't know that. With the fear of being caught if they attacked, they didn't have a choice but to watch you guys piss them off.
"Can you hear the sound of hysteria?" Suguru sang that line, looking directly into your eyes; he was the closest to you on each and every show; that was just a you thing. You smirked at him; his piercings shone in the light of the moon, and his tattoos just made him more beautiful.
"The subliminal mindfuck America." Your voice sounded as if an angle was singing, but it didn't fit to the lyrics, well atleast on a superfical level. It totally fit the scenery, and if you think deeper about the lyrics, it also fits your voice.
"Welcome to a new kind of tension All across the alienation," A few people walked closer now, at this point, most of the people at the party already noticed your guys little show. Their faces were the best thing about it. Confusion, anger, annoyance. Everything was in there.
"Put that shit off," The vice president of the frat shouted, trying to be louder than the music, but even Shoko's laugh was louder than him.
Shoko and Utahime both played the guitar, but they were also the background Vocals, Gojo was just the drummer who sings only the one line everyone sings. Geto played bass, and you swore no one did it better than him. The way his fingers moved. You wondered what else they could do.
You guys didn't care; you kept on singing at your slow pace, pissing them off more and more with every line. It didn't take long before the President of the Frat was standing next to the vice president.
"WELL, MAYBE I AM THE FAGGOT AMERICA?" You giggled into your mic at that line, the one line you all sang together. If the president were to be in a cartoon, you would be sure steam would come out of his ears. My god, were those rednecks pathetic.
"Seems like y'all never had fun." Utahime scoffed into the mic, and you could swear someone wanted to jump right at her, but got held back by his friends. You saw it from the corner of your eyes.
"I'm not a part of a redneck agenda." Your voice was louder now, not as quiet and slow as it was before, more aggressive, as if you wanted them to punch you in the face.
"Now everybody do the Propaganda!" Satoru shouted, and you couldn't help but giggle again, that was not his line, but oh well, you didn't really care.
"And sing along to the age of Paranoia," You shouted into your mic before you saw it finally. You nodded, and everyone besides the ones who knew didn't think about it, but that was Kento's sign to shoot the fireworks into their roof.
"We're not the ones who are meant to follow," You shouted again and saw that Kento jumped onto the truck again, alright, the last line, and it'll be over. "FOR THAT'S ENOUGH TO FUCKING ARGUE." You screamed with all your might, and it may have hurt your throat a bit, but you didn't care. As soon as these words were said, the fireworks hit the roof, which started burning.
The panic in the frat boy's eyes was visible; they didn't understand what happened, you would've left bad, but considering they wouldn't feel bad if it happened to you, you didn't bother doing so.
"Oh no, how did that happen?" Gojo asked dramatically, obviously knowing how it happened. The President of the Frat was furious.
He ran towards Gojo and grabbed him by his collar," You fucking whore son." and just as he was about to punch him, Gojo knocked him down on the ground.
"Choose your enemies with care, okay?" He said in a pretty sweet tone, but man, if you didn't know him any better, you'd think he'd kill him right then and there. Actually no. Even if you knew him, you'd never be sure if he'd do it or not.
"You have no idea how this happened?" The officer asked you with a raised eyebrow. He didn't believe you guys, not at all.
"Like we said, officer, we were performing our cover of 'American idiot' to explain what we think of them rednecks without hurting them physically. We did not fire them fireworks." You and Shoko explained as the other three behind you just nodded along.
"Ofcouse" He mumbled with a sigh, "I won't bother with you kids," He said before turning around and then taking a few steps towards his car again, "Don't forget, it's okay to punch Nazis." He smirked before walking into his car and driving off with the other officer, who couldn't help but laugh a little. Oh well, like mentioned, no rednecks in Marx Avenue.

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