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I have decided to do an ENSTARS oc.

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corgi, lets netflix and chill

“I don’t chill.”

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I’m gonna fix the pop up tabs now.

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listen don't look up netflix and chill. ever. don't ask anyone what it means?? don't look it up?? don't ask someone to netflix and chill. you'll thank me later.

    “What’s the big deal over it? I just wanna know what it means...”

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“What is... netflix and chill anyways?” There seems to be a lot of talk about it. Ritsu doesn’t keep up with the times.

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            “I’ve worked hard so why don’t you treat me to some of your blood~?”

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“Oh my, my... you certainly know how to flatter this grandpa. ” When wasn’t he over exaggerating?

When it came to teasing, it was something he did on instinct. He was literally that grandpa who would share embarrassing stories about you to your friends. He ignored his kouhais complaints based on the fact that there was no reason for him to be irritated. He knew he was inexperienced. They all knew that but he also knew that there would be a lot of growth to come for him. 

Not to mention this sort of stuff would end up making him work harder to improve. So he hadn’t considered to stop teasing the other as much as he did. Though his mind drifted elsewhere, and he had began to wonder about what made Suou suitable. “You’re... warm. You would replicate a dakimakura. I think.. that’s a perfect pillow for me. Besides a little relaxation is good for you~! 

“You really need it too.”

         “ Old man? Ritsu-senpai, you are a fresh young man at his best age. Do you not think you are exaggerating a bit? ”

Admittedly it was annoyance that was present on his face at being likened to a ‘young’un’. Certainly Tsukasa was not shy to admit his own inexperience, but having someone else point it out to him was another matter. It just felt like he was being teased right now; and he had most certainly complained, if not for the fact that his complaints would have gone unnoticed to Ritsu who was currently fighting a hard battle to even keep his eyes open. Busy with his own irritation, he barely heard his seniors words until it was almost too late.

         “ Wha–!? Senpai, no! You may not use me as a pillow! What part of me looks suitable of replacing a pillow to you? ”

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´͈ ᵕ `͈ Casually grabs his senpai's hand to drag him from his classroom to the studio for their practise, all the while complaining about how irresponsible he is.

Send “´͈ ᵕ `͈” for my muse’s reaction to yours suddenly holding their hand.

He didn’t complain though, and allowed himself to be pulled along. Sometimes he appreciated it, and others he times he wished to be left alone. His current mindset on this was somewhere between the two. It was thanks to his Kouhai that he was able to experience situations normally he would have decided to sleep during but also sleep was pretty nice too.

 “I’ll participate… but If I pass out due to exhaustion it’ll be your fault~! An old man like me can only do so much without a nice long rest.” He will be fine…– Maybe. 

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new icons + theme

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Just a warning my activity will be slower than it already is. ENSTARs current upcoming event is one I will be sacrificing my soul for in order to obtain my husbands card. I’ve already been offline for a few hours to just get diamonds so I can tell my activity will drop. Once I get the card my heart desires I’ll prob return to how I was before.

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‘how do i interact with you’

write me a starter. send me an ask. punch me in the face i don’t care just write with me

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“Oh but if It’s not you who else will be my adorable corgi to play with? So it has to be you, okay~ ♪? An old man like me deserves to have some fun every so often...” He mumbles quietly, and had yawned after he finished speaking. 

His hand moved to pat Koga’s head, and he smiled warmly. “Be a good doggie otherwise I’ll need to teach you a lesson. I don’t want to have to do that but it’ll happen if you keep being disobedient~”

He should have been used to this… harassment… by now. At this point, he didn’t even flinch anymore. It still hurt though, no matter how gentle Ritsu was. 

Even if he were used to it, his face still grew red every time. “I never said I wanted that anyway, ya brat.” He quickly shoved his hands into his pants pockets, glaring at Ritsu. “You and your damn brother need to get that through your thick skulls.”

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Send "´͈ ᵕ `͈" for my muse's reaction to yours suddenly holding their hand.

Bonus: Include why they decided to!

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“Oh? I see.. well it’s common for an old man like myself to get confused every so often.” He may not speak of it but he cherished everyone in his unit, and everyone had included Tsukasa. “Hmm? Are you telling me what I can’t do? It seems I need to teach this young’un a lesson.” He poked his forehead several times before coming to a stop.

Though he smiled softly for few seconds, and his hand returned to his own side. “Yawn~ I’ve wasted a lot of energy, I’m sleeepy.” He rubbed his own head with his hand. “I left my pillow-- Suu-chan, won’t you replace it for me today~ ♪ ?”

Shoulders jumping slightly at the sudden touch from his senior not only in life but also in their unit, Tsukasa felt a silence rush over him as he waited for the continuation that never came.

          “ … I wasn’t worried or anything… And how many times must I tell you not to call me Suu-chan? Seriously, Ritsu-senpai, you never learn do you? ♪ ”

Despite the complaints, his tone was light and his mood seemed to have cheered up if only a bit.

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“...” He gently reached out, and rested his hand on Suou’s shoulder. “ I already...lo--” He just stopped speaking halfway, and also turned his head to look in another direction. “Suu-chan, you have nothing to worry about.”

Tfw your senpai loves his pillow more than he loves you…

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“I love....” His arms wrapped around the object which had currently been resting against his chest. “My pillow...” It brought him happiness whenever he had it.