status: closed for @mattiehqs
there’s a dread that washes over him every year when the clock strikes midnight on his birthday, yet a calmness that follows. the dread appears with the urgent reminder that he’s getting older. the calmness is close behind with the reminder that he’s made it another year. and he was better now. ( or perhaps that’s a lie he likes to tell himself ). a notable self-sabotager ; he’ll build walls between him and his loved ones just when shit is getting good. connor doesn’t know why, he hasn’t gotten to that part yet. he’s only at the guilt-ridden part of growth (again) that leads him to standing outside of mattie’s door. (again).
he should have warned her he was coming but it was too late as his knuckles had already thumped on the door of her apartment. fully aware of the NOW OR NEVER opportunity, he waits, an exhale releasing the breath he didn’t realize he was holding. / @mattiehqs
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closed. adiya & mattie
“ matilda ! ” a loud huff of exasperation, not even hiding the stress adiya feels boiling inside of her as she speaks to her newly found friend. it’s not too clear how they got into this conversation, two girls who barely spoke in high school now gossiping about relationships from their past or their current, when it pertains to mattie. “ you wanna know a quote i live by ? ( let them hit it, NEVER let them split it. ) people who skate are NOTORIOUS for two things: saying the word fuck in unnecessary sentences and breaking hearts. ” she breathes in deeply, regaining as much composure as she usually has. “ three things, actually, having shitty nicknames. skaters are sluts, babe, everyone knows that. ” / @mattiehqs
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🇨🇱🇴🇸🇪🇩 🇸🇹🇦🇷🇹🇪🇷 - @ahogedetective
🇦🇨🇦🇩🇪🇲🇾 🇱🇮🇫🇪 🇻🇪🇷🇸🇪 / 🇩🇦🇳🇬🇦🇳 🇸🇦🇱🇲🇴🇳 🇲🇴🇩🇪
🇹🇭🇪🇲🇪: 🇮🇲🇵🇷🇴🇻
today is just one of many days where kokichi's boredom reaches a peak. it's gotten to the point where it's absolutely unbearable. he feels like he'll just die from it! he won't, of course, but that's just one of many things that he loves to overdramatize.
most of his day has been spent wandering around, sort of observing what the others on the schoolgrounds have been up to. really, he's just looking for someone that'll be the most fun to mess with. who has the biggest reactions to his antics, who's the most likely to stave off his boredom with some 'interesting' conversation topics...
unfortunately, he's coming up with blanks. mostly in part due to the fact that it's unfair for him to judge who can tolerate him when they all refuse to get near him. but, not everyone's like that, right?
...ah! that gives him the perfect idea actually.
he's giggling to himself as he makes the trip back inside. there's only one person who he didn't see standing around, talking about whatever and doing what was most definitely something boring. and trying to get under their skin was going to be the most fun.
he's not trying to hide his presence when he heads back inside, almost trying to ensure that his footfalls were loud and sure to draw attention. that's not unusual of him either; his presence as a whole demanded others' eyes to be on him. the loudest stomps of his feet are right outside one of the research lab doors.
and the next loudest noises come from him slamming open the door and yelling.
" shu - i - chii! "
kokichi whines like a child as his expression morphs from the cheery look of before to the usual glossy-eyed look he put on whenever he wanted something. he even sniffles and wipes his eyes as he walks into the room, not caring enough to ask permission to enter. not that he was going to ask anyways; he did practically kick open the door.
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As a first thread... how about SAFEGUARD, from my Tenko to your Sayaka? (Aikidoheroine)
12. SAFEGUARD : for one muse to save the other from being hit by a vehicle or from some other life-threatening event.
She had just been walking down the street as she left her father's workplace. It was rare that he ever forgot anything, but for once, he forgot his lunch, and she had been delivering it. There were quite a few people out this time of day, and with her hat and sunglasses, there were few that noticed the idol as she was headed back to her dance lessons. As she started crossing the street, though, a truck came rushing through. She had been frozen in place from the shock, unable to move, but before a tragedy occurred someone pulled her from the path.
She was trembling and close to tears as she looked at the other.
"Wh-what...I...Th-thank you so much for your help. If you hadn't I-I..."
She felt tears prick at her eyes and slip down her cheeks at the thought.
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the thing about laughing during sad moments is that sometimes you are still aware this does not undercut the emotional punch but youre just halfway between a laugh going "thats so fucked up,,!" and depending if its sadder you either laugh or cry a bit more
i think its only when a sad moment absolutely falls flat and you do not reciprocate it at all so its just funny is the one time its like. yeah okay that kinda whiffed
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closed for: @jurriaan-knight
location: the crashdown cafe.
“ i got a hypothetical for you, a game if you will. ” POOR JURRIAAN, in spite of soggy’s now ( much more stable ) environment, he had clung to the older guys’ guidance like a leech and doesn’t plan on letting go. it’s why they’re currently sat face - to - face at the crashdown cafe; half eaten food on his plate and a milkshake still filled to the top beside them. “ there’s this girl who you really, really, like, you got like a long history with her and you used to love her - full on nicholas sparks shit - but you messed it up, right ? whatever, years it was years ago, shame on you, but then there’s this other girl who you kind of like for so many reasons but mostly you really like, ” this next word is whispered, as if the two are 16 year olds in the back of the library, “ you know, sleeping with her. ” his head nods downward; his eyebrows pushing upward as his tone goes back to normal. “ what do you, jurriaan, do in this situation ? and don’t say anything asinine like look inward. ”
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it’s not as though she can exactly blame them for an over-crowded elevator. still, she clears her throat quietly. “not that i’m not enjoying this....” the flush of her cheeks gives that much away. “but could you move your hands?”
closed starter for @caeruleums for liking this starter ( still accepting )
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🇨🇱🇴🇸🇪🇩 🇸🇹🇦🇷🇹🇪🇷 - @blightts
🇨🇷🇴🇸🇸🇴🇻🇪🇷 🇻🇪🇷🇸🇪
🇹🇭��🇪🇲🇪: 🇫🇮🇷🇸🇹 🇲🇪🇪🇹🇮🇳🇬
this week was setting up to be a joyride for professor sumire.
really, the professor was surprised at how slack the regulations of this region were compared to galar. though she had chosen to bring along only her noctowl and settle the rest of her pokemon within boxes, she still found herself impressed with the unique was that paldea functioned.
travelling paldea had been an experience, despite how little time she had authorized herself to spend there. after all, she couldn't spend that much time away from her home region. and she still needed to get further clearance for her next locations.
it took days before she heard a response so that her research could continue. she decided she would spend her last day in unova. she had heard rumors in passing of a new addition to the region; the blueberry academy. and according to her reports from her paldea expeditions, it was set to be a new home base for her research into pokemon terastalization.
throughout the day, the main pokemon court was littered with people. students and staff all each came together for pokemon battles, and it was here that most of her research took place. she settled herself on a side of the surrounding area furthest from most of the people. it was a good view, and it wasn't as loud as the other available spaces. at least here, she was able to hear the sounds of her pen gliding across the papers stacked atop her clipboard.
really, what might draw attention or drive others away would be the constant buzz of her pokedex lighting up, and the way her noctowl familiar might squeak out its signature cry of frustration after a few separate buzzes. sumire had ordered it to keep watch on the pokedex while she continued her research, and it wasn't the happiest with the constant noise.
so many pokemon were being used in battle here that she had never seen in galar before, and many paldea pokemon she had only seen from a distance. occasionally she would glance down at the pokedex propped up one one of her noctowl's talons, and read what little of the entries she could. in the blink of an eye they would change, as yet another battler sent out a new pokemon to replace their defeated companion.
the battle on the court ahead changes once more, and the sparkling shine of a new tera-type reflects through her glasses twice as bright as it would for any normal gaze. she mumbles something as she removes her glasses, rubbing her eyes in an attempt to clear the discoloured dots from her vision. it's the first time she's really changed positions since she sat down.
" urgh... " she mumbles in irritation as the spots finally begin to clear.
finally at last, she can slip her glasses back onto her face. the terastylized pokemon ahead are still a blinding light, but the initial transformation is what really gets her.
" does every battle here always end up being this bright..? " she says it to none in particular other than herself. it's a rare moment where she slips and speaks her thoughts out loud.
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