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Due to muse problems and irl issues (retail is hell during the holidays #truth), this blog will be placed on HIATUS until further notice. I apologize for all the pending replies and disrupted interactions. If you wish to drop any of our threads, please feel free to do so.

Likewise, I can still be contacted via my other RP blog voyagerofthesun.

Thank you and (hopefully) see y’all again soon ~

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!blog update!

sorry for not being very active here lately. my other main fandom just ended and everyone is still in a tizzy over it. also work is consuming what remained of my soul and sanity so . . .

placing this blog under SH for the time being ^^

p.s. if you want to contact me, i’ll be over here ~

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gkoizumi :

“Well, we’re closed. So…” Arashi’s attention was actually pretty divided, his eyes were still looking at the pink-haired wife. The communication between them didn’t even need words. An exchange of gawks and shifting gazes, it was almost like telepathy.

–Except she didn’t actually get the message.

The rockstar’s palm flew to his piercing-ridden face. Brows bolted with studs and safety-pins furrowed in stress, until ultimately…he decided to just say the damn words out loud.

“Just tell ‘em to get the fuck back to position, got it?”

“Aye aye!” The girl beamed with energy. Before she turned to take care of the party though, she bowed politely to acknowledge the client’s presence - something Arashi has actually neglected.

Soon, the two blonds faced each other once more. At the other’s last words, he shifted weight on one foot, maintaining the slouch.

“Unfortunately, he ain’t here. He hadn’t answered any of my calls in the past hour and there’s no telling what time he’s actually gonna get here. So if you can just…come back tomorrow?”

The stubbornness of the guest was really getting on his nerves. Everyone say what they wanted–when the shop’s closed, he’s back to being your ordinary bandman. So to avoid any further complications, he stepped past him and opened the door.

“Lemme get that for 'ya.” His hand gestured for a smooth exit.

So they wanted to get rid of him after nearly causing a heart attack?

Absolutely not.

“No. I’m not leaving until I finish my business.”

Konzen glares at the tall(er) male with all the fury of an icy tundra. Not even the sounds of people murmuring about the ‘stubborn client’ as they reposition their confetti cannons managed to break the blond’s concentration and determination. One might argue he was making mountains out of molehills but Konzen Douji never backed down from a challenge, much less accepted consolation for anything.

He gives a prim, definite stomp of his foot.

“I will be staying here until George Koizumi arrives and fulfills my request. Nothing more, nothing less.” 

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fearbehindasmile :

featherchan :

Finally regaining her composure and able to put on a straight face without bursting into a laughing fit. Mi Yue greeted the god with a smile. “Yes, my little friend here. It broke its wing the other day and I tend to its injuries. It all healed now and its ready to fly, to return to his family..” Tapping on the marshal shoulder, with a look. ‘Don’t speak of this. The man would be furious….’ As the bird stares and glares at the new presence. It flew up to him and started pecking at Konzen continuously and painfully.  

Gasping in utter shock. The goddess rushed over to Konzen before shouting. “Konzen-chan! NO! Please do not attack Konzen-sama!” She didn’t realize what she had just utter. Instead, the woman was too busy trying to stop a bird and a man from killing each other. ‘Die, you stupid deity! I dislike you greatly! Die!’ The parrot continued to 'peck’ at the man relentlessly. 'How dare you have a magnificent name as mine!’

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The amusement was still in the depths of his violet hues, though he managed to keep his composure in check due to not willing to slip up by a fit of laughter. It would only confuse or agitate the golden-haired god.

A tap on the shoulder withdrew his gaze from the Konzen and over to Mi Yue, his brow rose up in question, violet hues now observing the look mantled upon her face. There were no words exchanged between the two; only looks that were decrypted by the marshal’s eyes. It was that sort of look that Kenren would express now and then, and sometimes the people in this unit would do the same thing, expressing the way that somethings shouldn’t be spoken about out in public nor in the eye of someone they didn’t want to know.

It was then that Tenpou had to swiftly move his head to personally witness the signs of birdageddon right in front of him, and do you know what he did to contribute? Nothing. It was also brought to his attention that the bird was called Konzen-chan. How fitting for a bird that smacked his feet upon any kind of surface to intimidate those around him. “Oh, my. Now, this is entertaining.” He murmured to himself, not wanting to say that out loud, not when Mi Yue was here, panicking and ushering the bird to cease its actions. “Konzen-chan vs Konzen-sama. What a lovely title.” Tenpou soon stood up from his chair and looked at Mi Yue. 

“Do you have the bird treats on you?”

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Konzen always had this strange... charisma with small animals. One might argue that the innocent creatures tend to sniff out the pure heart buried beneath layers of coarse attitude and even coarser words. Or else the critters could just be attracted to the man’s distinct, calming scent of jasmine laced with vanilla. 

Whatever the case, this particular bird seemed to be the only exception to the rule. Tiny wings flap furiously, an even tinier beak pecking constantly at the blond-haired god who continued to hurl one insult after another at the feisty feathered fiend.

“What the hell- -??”

Konzen fruitlessly tried to catch the crazed bird with his bare hands, something he would later regret when his flailing accidentally nudges one of Tenpou’s overflowing shelves. Various knick-knacks and heavy tomes tumble to the floor in a resounding crash and clatter, the noise only adding to the sheer mayhem.

“- - Dammit!!”

“Stupid bird...!”

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kannonsbitch :

(Time skip to the present)

To this day, the nickname still baffled the heavenly secretary. Were his wrinkles that visible about a few hundred lower world years ago that the tiny master could see? Or was it the greying hair centuries of stress keeping the goddess in line has given him?

He meant to ask as he poured the now grown golden for a pint of sake.

“Do you remember that time, Master Konzen?” He handed him the cup. Perhaps the gesture would give the other a clue to what he was referencing.

When you called me baldy?

Konzen takes the offered cup, sighing as the alcohol burned its way down his throat. Several hundred years later and it still tasted just as sweet.

“Remember...?”

“You’re not talking about the first time I tried to drink sake, are you?”

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kannonsbitch :

Oh why did he expect any better from the goddess? He could’ve guessed she was the one who gave the kid the damn sake. Oh, that woman will get an hour long lecture tonight!

“Because you are too young to consume this! It is not for children!”

Hand flying up to massage his migraine-ridden temples and the other raising the cup beyond the smaller god’s reach, he searched for a place to get rid of the dangerous liquid.

“I’ll be taking this away.” He turned around to leave before the kid starts to steal it back. Unless of course if he had a whole bottle of it on hand, then–

He turned towards little Konzen with squinted suspecting eyes.

“I’m not a kid anymore!”

Not the best argument when he was all but stomping his foot and puffing his cheeks like an annoyed little bird. Didn’t help that Konzen was a scrawny brat too, the top of his head barely reaching Jiroushin’s waist.

“... What’re you looking at? I ain’t got nothing else on me, you old coot! Meanie! Baldy...!!”

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Sakura (by xxxmaco)

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tengokunosaru :

                                       ❛    W–WAIT  KONZEN,  YOU  CAN’T  COME  OVER  HERE  YET  !!    ❜     panic  seemed  through  the  child  as  he  threw  up  his  hands  in  panic.  he  wasn’t  finished  yet  &  the  thought  of  konzen  looking  was  simply  HORRIFYING.  goku,  determined  he  had  to  get  his  picture  just  right  before  he  gave  it  away  as  a  present  to  the  one  who  he  loved  most.  a  smile  etched  on  his  round  face  whilst  he  grabbed  another  crayon  &  continued  to  color  away.  

                             ❛    i’m  making  this  for  YOU,  so  you  can’t  look  until  i’m  done  —  okay  ??    ❜

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Idle things and frivolities.

Konzen never really spent too much time on such things, mostly because he was not one to waste a precious moment. A bit ironic considering how he was always complaining about how bored he was, how each minute seemed to stretch forever. 

Then again, he never really knew the meaning of a minute until today.

“You’ve been working on that for a while...” the blond murmurs, tone more amused than annoyed as he attempts to peek over the messy mop of Goku’s hair.

“You’ve been quiet for a long time too. I can’t help but get suspicious.”

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@kannonsbitch : taken from here

The blond freezes, cursing under his breath as Jiroushin takes the cup from his grasp.

“And why can’t I? Auntie drinks it all the time and she says it’s okay...!”

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gkoizumi :

For as far back as Miwako could remember, George wore the same cologne. The scent stuck. You could say it was her third favorite scent in the world. Vanilla would be the first. Arashi’s scent came a close second…but Isabella’s perfume won over. Intense sobbing suddenly turned to sniffing, as she buried her head in what seemed like beautiful golden locks. Where was that intoxicating sexy smell?

“George?” She drew back from the hug, cupping the male’s face between her creamy palms. 

“WHAT DID YOU DO TO YOUR FACE!” 

The crying once again ensued. And sooner or later, the husband came to the rescue, scraping off him the girl from under her pits, and dropping her to the ground to land on her feet. 

“It ain’t George, stupid. Look closer.” He pointed to the man. “It’s a client! A client.” Arashi just had to emphasize on that final word. The entire atelier filled  with silenced workers realized the grave mistake, collectively whining for the little time they had to redo the surprise welcome.

“Geez, didn’t I tell you to flip the damn sign earlier? Do I have to do every fucking thing in the shop? Really.”

“But…but…! I did! I promise I did!” 

And now, the couple’s caught up in an argument. Until the man turned back to their guest and regretfully sighed. “Sir, I’m really sorry about all of this. It’s been a terrible mistake.” He placed both his palms together as if to pray. “You see, we’ve decided to close a little earlier than usual for a very very important thing. So if you could come back tomorrow…”

Konzen’s anger melts into slight frustration as the entire party scene crumbles before his very eyes. It wouldn’t take much to understand that the entire confetti/glitter explosion wasn’t meant for him. He was just an accidental victim here, an unwilling participant in what could have been a wild night.

There were times he enjoyed being a wet blanket. This... was not one of those times.

“I understand... but I can’t just leave.”

The blond’s lips tighten into a prim, straight line.

“I have important matters to discuss with your boss. My social standing depends on it.”

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featherchan :

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“I found this in my garden the other day…” Excited. She opens her hand. Gently placing it on his table, to review a tiny bird, an adorable little thing, a Caique Parrot bird, with orange, yellow and green feathers. “Isn’t it adorable…” She clasped her hands together as her eyes sparkle at the little bird. “And watch this…” Leaning over towards it. Speaking to it with a gentle voice. “My little friend, would you be so kind to show your bag of tricks to my dear marshal here?”   The bird gave a woman a look. That says. ‘Why should I care?’ “Please…” The woman gave the bird a puppy eye look. Making the bird look a little uncomfortable. Turning away. Trying to ignore the goddess charms but. “I promise to give you more treats later…” Giving in. The bird chirped in reply. That sounded like. ‘Fine!’ “Thank you so much…” Mi Yue clapped her hands together in delight before leaning over to Tenpou. “Watch this…”

The bird started to walk around on the man’s table, in a stomping manner, with a look. That goes. 'The things I do for these stupid deities and how do they even find this fascinating…’ The woman giggles before leaning over to Tenpou once more. “Doesn’t this remind us of someone we know?” It never fails to make her laugh, no matter how many times her little friend does it.

She then turns to greet a familiar face. “Ah, Konzen-sama…” The woman bowed her head slightly. “Good afternoon. It’s a pleasure to see you again.” But hearing the man heels click-clack. The woman started to make a face. A face that she was about to bust out laughing. Biting her lips together. The closer the man approach them, the harder it was for her to hold it together. That she was forced to turn away. Covering both hands over her mouth. Shaking as she laughs on the inside.

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Tenpou peered more closely, eager to know what Mi Yue had in her possession, what he wasn’t expecting for a tiny bird placed upon his desk. He blinked and stared. “Oh, my.” The marshal settled both elbows onto the surface of the desk, angled up for his chin to rest on his cheeks as he smiled happily at the adorable sight. “Bag of tricks?” His violet gaze turned away from the bird and up to the other, wondering what she meant by that, though he figured there must be something special with this bird that she decided to show him.

His eyebrow quirked up, waiting for something to happen. “Hm?” His violet gaze stayed on the bird, soon watching it stomp around, feet smacking against the desk, thus making thud sounds that happen to remind him of someone.

The corner of his lips curled up more, stifling back the laughter that wanted to be drawn out from his lips. “Oh!—— Konzen.” Tenpou’s violet hues glanced up at Konzen, struggling to hold back the fit of giggles that yearn for release, resulting in a strained smile. “I-I.. pfft… I see you brought some of the books back. P-Pfft… My, my. Your arrival is definitely considered an heaven-sent from the gods at this kind of time. Haha. No pun intended. Have you had the chance to meet Mi Yue’s lovely tiny parrot~?”

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Now, Konzen Douji’s presence often results in one of two reactions - fear or disdain. 

Lower-ranked officers know the blond god’s legendary temper, his sharp glare and even sharper words capable of reducing even the toughest soldier into a whimpering, sobbing mess. 

Fellow gods, on the other hand, do not bother to hide their disapproval of Konzen’s callous mannerisms. He never behaved like them, often airing out his grievances over ‘those stuck-up bastards in upper management’.

But of all the reactions Konzen Douji induced, laughter was not a common one. 

Neither was it something the blond god enjoyed receiving.

“Her... what?”

The last word is punctuated by a particularly sharp clack of his heel, causing the tiny bird to stomp its foot as if by some odd natural synchronization.

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alignedcorners :

“Is that your best foot forward? Or are you just that insecure?”

“I have no use for insecurities. But if you’re really curious, I can demonstrate my ‘best foot forward’ by lodging said foot up your divine ass.” 

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There’s concept art in the back of the first volume of Gaiden!! Look at how adorable Goku is hugging his pillow and sniffing a baozi bun!! The words in the top right corner say “Son Goku: Mini”!

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