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aircruiser:

        ❝ so you’re the ‘peeping tom’ taking pictures of random girls, huh? ❞ eru’s tone of voice was laden with harmless jest, eyes flickering with a fervent glimmer of benign amusement. ❝ i know you were taking pictures of the ducks, but the girls across the pond… ❞ she gestured with a pointed finger towards the lot of uniform-clad of female middle school students, each one eyeing them both with unconstrained disdain and disgust in their baleful glares. the male was obviously much too preoccupied with his photography to take notice. 

        ❝ maybe i should stick by you in case they decide to pay you a visit, hm? ❞

            ❛  I’m ------- huh ?  ❜For a moment he’s panic stricken, almost as though he was caught doing the very thing she suggested. But that was not the case, in fact, it’s merely anxiety towards the potential MISUNDERSTANDING lying in wait. His gaze follows her gesture towards the girls across the pond that he had been completely unaware of before hand, and heaves a sigh.

                  ❛  They’ll probably kill me if you leave... so...    ❜

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YOU’RE GONNA PAY FOR WHAT YOU DID, AND THE ONLY CURRENCY I ACCEPT IS BITTER DEFEAT.

– & if you think you can get away in time, you haven’t seen me ride !

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ghoulpatch:

          he laughs, running a black-tipped hand through a few white strands. “really? that makes me feel awfully special—” his hand drops, and he smiles kindly. “i like your hair much better, though.”

     ❛ My hair ?  ❜  That’s kind of weird. He thinks of his own as slightly boring and messy -- because he never does anything with it.

              ❛ Really ? Are you sure ?  ❜

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coquettishcrown:

   a habit of his it may be, he can’t help but notice the slight quirks and reactions others give to his words and actions – the flush of the boy’s cheeks don’t go ignored, immediately giving some insight as to what was weighing so heavily on his mind… it’s something so pure and innocent he can’t help but give an amused snicker as a hand lifts to muffle it a bit.

   ah, how cute! it was so nostalgic to see a younger boy so smitten.

           ❛ ohhh – really now ? i dunno, kiddo, that face of yours says otherwise… don’t tell me: you’ve got a crush ~ ❜

        A small frown crosses his expression at the sound of the other’s laughter. Laughter which is so completely at his own expense. It did annoy him just a little bit, but at the same time, it was his own fault for being a total idiot about the  entire thing. He’s completely incapable when it comes to matters of the heart, no matter how hard he tries, and that just seems to be some sort of outlet for comedic relief.

        ❛  . . . No ??   ❜

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exiledcrown:

                It wasn’t uncommon for a student to fall asleep in class but certainly not towards the end of the day when it was time to go home, the chatter of the youth’s classmates certainly hadn’t stirred him so he couldn’t help but chuckle silently to himself before approaching them. A hand was placed onto their shoulder to lightly shake them, then he withdrew.                “Mochizo-kun, you should save the napping for home. Wake up.”

    A resounding groan is his first response, before his eyes slowly peel open to glance upwards. It does take him a few moments to return to reality, a blankness in his stare before he realized just where he’d fallen asleep. Surprise is etched upon his features, immediately awake, and a slight flush on his skin from the embarrassment of it. He hasn’t fallen asleep in class before, ever.

                       ❛  --- Ah ! I’m really sorry...   ❜

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emochions:

❛ It’s to help raise money for more shelters and food across Japan for stray animals. Finding Dera in Florist Princess really made me think about the other animals who aren’t as fortunate. ❜ The words roll off of her tongue with little to no effort as she did up her backpack, throwing it on her back with a huff. There’s no hiding that she felt passionately about the subject like she did with pretty much anything she encountered whether it be mochi designs or Baton Club ; her beaming expression almost dimmed at the thought of how many animals must be sleeping under boxes at night in the burning hot sun, pouring rain and harsh winters. She couldn’t imagine what it felt like to not have a voice, to not show that you are hurting and having no idea how to deal with it. Tamako was so grateful that she had a voice to use and friends to speak to, now it was her turn to be the voice of nature’s creatures, to be their friend.

❛ Midori is handing out the other half of the leaflets with Shiori and Kanna is making the decorations for tomorrow so I was thinking that you and I could go together. ❜ She speaks too fast, pushing back every negative thought she had prior and not allowing herself time to breathe in fear that if she was too slow, they would run out of time and then no one would turn up to the event. Small hands reach for his own and without a moment’s notice, she began to drag him along the streets of their city, wanting to spread the word as quickly as possible.

               It really was clear how passionate she was about it, but usually she was passionate about everything. That was something he’d noticed, something about her that he loved. No matter the case, once she had set her mind on something she became so overly enthusiastic about it that he couldn’t help but get swept up in the wave of her excitement. He gives her a small nod, and a smile while she talks, but the moment he feels warm fingers enclosing upon his palm he’s startled. A small noise of surprise escapes him, but he has no time to speak before he’s being dragged off down the street.

                He follows after her silently for a time, staring down at their joined hands, unable to really think on anything else other than how soft her skin is, and how warm her touch... he had to shake his head to dispel the thoughts. ❛  Do you know where you’re going to start ? It’s not really busy out here...   ❜

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im probs gonna disappear onto my OC for a little bit and then come back and do the rest of my drafts yo

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ghoulpatch:

          “it’s naturally like that. cool, right— ?”

      ❛ It is...  ❜

      ❛ I think this is the first time I’ve actually seen anyone with white hair.  ❜

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emochions:

tamako’s grin almost falters once she noticed the colour of his cheeks deepen with red shade. she almost asked him if he was okay or if he had a fever and needed to see a doctor before mochizō eventually responded. one might say she was oblivious, away with the fairies like always as she bounced on her toes awaiting his answer while porcelain hands fumbled with the zip on her backpack in a substandard attempt of retrieving a pile of pastel pink and blue leaflets that she had made in class ( and she was INSANELY proud of them ) which advertised a charity event that she and midori had organised to help raise money for stray animals — the event included all sorts of fun and games such as guessing how many sweets were in a jar, lucky dip, a raffle, cake selling, a junk sale and, of course, mochi ! 

❛ could you help me hand out these leaflets ? it’d mean a lot ! ❜ she practically shoves the coloured papers in his face out of sheer excitement. it was as if her smile was too big for her face but if anything was too big for her, if anything was slightly out of proportion with her small body, it was her heart. she had so much love to give and she just had to show it and give it to someone who needed it the most, including the poor old animals on the streets of japan !

              His gaze falls to the backpack that she’s desperately trying to open, and was going to offer her a hand with it, but she managed before he could. And the moment the leaflets are shoved in his face he blinks in surprise, hands immediately raised a little from his sides -- startled. The words on the pages are fuzzy and out of focus, all he can really see are messy black strokes of ink on the paper which seems to be a mixture of pink and blue. His hands raise a bit further so he can take the leaflets from Tamako and move them away from his face so he can properly read them.

            ❛  You’re hosting an event for charity ?   ❜  He shouldn’t even be surprised, it’s definitely something she would do. Of course he’d help her hand them out, he’d help her with anything if she asked, really. ❛  I’ll help.  ❜

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suzushiis:

               sugawara wasn’t even SURE if someone was talking to him until he’d turn around, eyes meeting with seemingly irritated ones - and a CAMERA LENSES. it’d take him a second before he REALIZES that yes, the stranger was talking to him and he backs away - deciding to stand behind the stranger. “sorry about that. what are you doing, anyway?”

     He didn’t mind too much about the accident, as he did rather enjoy spending time just recording scenery and such. But at the same time, it was just a little bit annoying that he’d have to start all over again. Brown eyes follow the stranger as they move out of the way, a brow raised slightly, before turning his attention back to the camera.

         ❛ It’s a project for school. I’ve gotta take some clips and cut them together...  ❜

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( @exiledcrown )

         He’s sitting straight up in the chair but his head is hung, and unsurprisingly, he’s also completely oblivious to his surroundings. Too many late nights were taking it’s toll and it seemed he’d fallen asleep in that extremely uncomfortable looking position.

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DID NOT EXPECT TO BE GONE THAT LONG MY COMPUTER WANTED TO DO UPDATES AND I WAS LIKE BITCH GET LOST

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i’ll do the rest of my starters later when i’ve cleaned up my computer bc its slow

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emochions:

the more she tried to hold back her laughter, the more uncontrollable it was when she burst into a fit of giggles ; the sound of her laughter was bright and cheerful like dandelions in summer days and almost as magical as chimes in the wind. there was no actual, proper purpose to her “prank,” it was a just bit of fun. besides, she missed him. she hadn’t seen him all that much lately since the shop had been so busy. ❛ hey, mochizō ! ❜ 

& you could compare her grin that spread from ear to ear to autumn leaves winding and whirling fantastic trails around one’s head in the most exquisite and delightful way. her happiness was contagious, she felt bright and airy, like a magical, tantalising fairy. she tugged at the hem of her school sweater before speaking, sapphire coloured eyes moved swiftly to look up at him, ❛ what are you doing today ? ❜

          Her general demeanor, her laughter, her bright grin, it brought a slight smile to his own lips. She was so cute and it was so unfair. It was like every word she spoke just tugged on his heartstrings, enough to play a pretty little rhythm as though that heart was closer to a harp in design. It was stupid but that’s the closest possible thing he could relate the feeling to, and at this point the redness on his cheeks becomes a little more pronounced. And maybe he’s a little distracted, dazed, just watching the way her dark lashes brushed against her skin when her smile reached her eyes.

                ❛  N--..... Nothing ?   ❜ His response is a little slow, but now that he thinks about it properly, he’s sure there’s probably something he should be doing that has slipped his mind.

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emochions:

she held her breath as she flung her hands over his eyes ( standing on her tip toes just so she could reach mochizō’s face ), submerging the boy into temporary darkness with suppressed schoolgirl giggles. tamako deepened her voice ; it was a very bad attempt at making herself unnoticeable. ❛ guess who ? ❜

@mochizon wanted a thing so here tf it is. (~:

            For a moment, he’s surprised. The hands that cover his eyes, the darkness accompanied with a slight pink from the sunlight shining through the edges of fingertips. But it doesn’t take him long to notice that the hands were small, petite, and her terrible attempt at disguising her voice gave everything away. A slight blush colours his cheeks.  ❛  Tamako ?   ❜ It wasn’t really a guess and was instead more of a ‘what are you doing ?’

          He’s not exactly sure what she’s trying to do, maybe attempting to scare him, but whatever the case, it was definitely endearing.