indie multi-muse by arph / tokyo revengers , a3! , 19 days , & ocs. this is a low activity blog focused on trying out a variety of muses.

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 main muses

Madarame Shion (Tokyo Revengers)

secondary muses

Ichika (Tokyo Revengers OC)

Daiki (Tokyo Revengers OC)

Mo Guanshan (19 days)

Itaru Chigasaki (A3!)

Freminent makes many mistakes.

He doesn't speak up enough, and even when he does sometimes he says the wrong thing. Despite double and triple checking his machinery, there are times they still sputter and steam before grinding to a halt. Yet still his siblings have always been patient with him, helping with a guiding hand instead of a scolding one.

He'd like to help Lyney the same way, and he's sure with some proper thought the terrible mistake will become a little one, the same way rough tides settle down. That is, until he hears exactly what the terrible mistake is.

"...Lynette is going to kill you," he agrees, with a solemn nod. If Lynette's tea had joined the ocean of Lyney's stage props there was no guarantee that it would be found in time, even with the two of them looking."I think... if we leave right now you can run to buy her more tea."

gojo jjk ... my beloved...

i always wanted to write albedo genshin but i can no longer keep up with genshin lore so mayhaps not...

rufus shinra...

maybe ill put shen qingqiu here too even though my long ago beloved... 

and i have have some fandomless ocs maybe ill throw here for test runs ...

          alkaloid isn’t quite yet in the position to be critical of the jobs they choose to accept, but when anzu came looking for him specifically for this task, tatsumi must admit he had a moment of hesitation before saying yes. there are better songwriters within the agency, let alone the renown composer genius outside of it, but he won’t look a gift horse in the mouth, and he is eternally grateful that she takes pity on the underdogs and feed them more than the leftover scraps that the more veteran idols leave behind             but he must admit, too, that he’s excited to learn a new skill to pass down to hiiro and aira, should they struggle in this position in the future as well. 

          ‘ itaru-san, we finally meet in person. my producer and your director have been the ones in direct contact until now, so it’s a pleasure to see you at last. i am tatsumi kazehaya, and on behalf of starpro, i welcome you to ensemble square. may your stay here be blessed with good fortune. if there is anything you need, please make sure to let me know. ’

          …though tatsumi would have extended the courtesy regardless, the more depressing truth was that alkaloid were still not seen as legitimate idols, therefore they weren’t given the staff and resources that other units were free to utilize whenever, often having to do the heavy, menial work themselves. he keeps a soothing smile on regardless, and peers around itaru to see what he should start carrying. 

         ‘ allow me to escort you to your dorm room, if you’re ready. is that all of your luggage? ’

It’s like there’s a red “ ! ” right above Tatsumi’s head. Itaru marvels at the way he delivers his lines like the first scripted NPC you meet in every MMORPG.  —  but considering he’s actually talking to a real life idol , maybe it’s time to be a little humble. Itaru is  probably the real NPC here. It’s not like idols are his obsession or anything , but if he were in the presence of the group who sang KniRound’s opening song , he might have to shake their hands a hundred , no a thousand times.

Shaking the thoughts out of his head , he can’t help but to sigh at the lost luggage. He picks up the only one that arrived safely , so sparse that even Itaru can pick it up with much issue. " A lot of my luggage was lost on the way here. ” he admits. “ I may have to trouble you later to point out some places where I can buy a few essentials.”

“ — but please lead the way. ”  

Daiki doesn’t spare a single glance towards Kanon , but he agrees readily with a lazy , “ okay. ” A minute passes and he does nothing to stop moping around. In fact , he sinks further into the chair seeming to leak steadily with the weight of gravity. 

It’s an omen. 

Maybe one stroke of bad luck could be blamed on coincidence , but three times was far too many. If this job’s success wasn’t what stood between Mankai and closing their doors forever , he may have taken the next flight home instead.

The first sign of inevitable failure comes at six A.M. in the morning , as he blinks blearily at his too-bright phone screen , only to be greeted by a 72% phone battery. Even with duct tape his wire wasn’t tilted at that perfect , exact angle for it to charge fully overnight. The second warning delivered itself in the form of a vacation. For his luggage. Apparently it had ‘disappeared’ on the flight here , talk about hard mode. He’s got his essentials ( electronics ) on his carry-on , but damn it , Itaru has an appearance he has to keep up too. Underwear worn inside-out , than backwards , and forwards just wouldn’t cut it for work. He needs to be the professional , reliable , Itaru , not 72-hour streamer Taruchi. 

Bad luck , of course , comes in threes. Just as finishes the his last LP , waiting for his contact to meet him, the little LEVEL UP banner fills his screen. He watches in horror as the energy bar refills. Any other time that’d be great , and he’d just click way for another half-hour or so , but he’s supposed to meet someone , well like , right now , and he won’t be able to get away to rank again for a while. Screaming sounds nice , but he forces his pained grimace into friendly smile as he stands up politely to greet his new colleague.

Shion can't believe his ears.

Is Ran is finally recognizing his strength ? That extra workout session with Kakucho must have left his muscles bulging , each rippling movement sparking a sweaty sheen under the sun. That must have been what caught the attention of the older Haitani. With a proud exhale , and hey , Shion's not one to brag , but he leans his elbow against the table casually flexing his arm in front of Ran.

" I am looking pretty good today right ? I feel like I can do anything. "

                                                         ...

Kakucho's infamous workouts is a bit of a legend around Tenjiku. 

Shion had tried to get some information on it ( not because he wanted to get stronger of course , just because he was curious , obviously. ) Rindou had only gave him a dead-eyed stare at the mention of Kakucho and workout. Izana had tsked , muttering about how Kakucho was getting too strong , too fast , and the others  — ? Well , they were quite mysterious about it all too.  

 — but what the hell ! What’s he got to be afraid of if someone younger than him can do it with no problem ? As one of the upper ranking members , there’s no way he can chicken out from something like exercise. It’s not like his palms are sweaty thinking about what a behemoth in strength like Kakucho must do on the daily to maintain his status.

“ Hell yeah ! ” Shion yells , perhaps more excited then necessary to hype himself up.

... and he still hasn't noticed

Sometimes a day well spent , is a day with your knuckles in someone’s jaws. That feeling of exhilaration carries through his steps , as he spots a casual note on the table. — Who did this ? 

Gripping the paper in a tight grip , Shion swears whoever’s spreading these rumors will get a good beating. Looking around to see if there were any spectators , he lifts his arm he takes a quick sniff. Okay , so maybe he didn’t smell great , but It’s not possible to smell like flowers after a long day of fights — sweat and splatters of blood were bound to happen ! ( It doesn’t mean they have to point it out. )

> a casual multi-muse meant to try out various characters from tokyo revengers.