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don’t call me mikorin ! as revived by joy

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pokes my head in here… what’s up lads
actually you know what i’m gonna archive this blog
pokes my head in here... what’s up lads
so i’m staying over at my sister’s place so we can head to the pride parade in the morning — i’ll be Properly on here tomorrow night !!
/looks at my drafts like...... who. what.

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WOW I AM THE LITERAL WORST!!!! sorry about the radio silence for, like, two months??? aha..... ha..... i’ve been severely stressed about :) you guessed it :) school :)))))) now that i’m not spiraling into despair tho, i’m back!!!! except replies and stuff tomorrow.
GOSH HEY GUYS ITS BEEN A WHILE,,,, my exams are over and a Huge Weight has been lifted off my shoulders bless. my sister and nephew are over for the summer so i’m hanging out with them this afternoon, but i’ll be on some time today for sure!!
sorry about the radio silence, guys; i’ve got four essays and two tests / exams this week so i’ve been trying to focus on that. i’ll be on for a bit today tho !!
✿ ›› itaidoshin.
she gave a small sound of surprise at his hand upon her arm, eyes darting down & then back up again as he pulled her closer // understanding flickered across her face & a smile bloomed, warming her already rosy features. “ no, don’t apologise! ” sachiko insisted, even though she had done the very same thing moments previous. “ thank you, i — aha, well, we seem to be tripping over each other, don’t we? ”
it wasn’t how the movies depicted it. it was dramatic, certainly, but not in the same way as a clean cut directors vision // no actors & actresses with perfect clothes & make-up ( was she even wearing any? the thought struck her with a tinge of horror, lord, what must she look like? but she willed herself not to care despite it all ). no, this was so far from hollywood adaptations of meeting your soulmate.
then, why couldn’t she stop smiling?
slender hands cupped her burning cheeks, looking up at him with a euphoric disbelief. it happened, it actually happened —- she met him, the one meant for her. the one she was meant for, too. & he was drop-dead gorgeous! ( something she still hadn’t wrapped her head around fully, there were so many pretty parts of him // suddenly she felt very bad for her friend, anne-marie, whose soulmate had been a 56-year old man ).
“ y – your hair! your hair is so – wow! w – well, i mean, wow doesn’t really do it justice, i — ” yet, despite all that, she still didn’t know what to say. nothing from the movies or books she could remember seemed to fit, their descriptions of how this felt nothing but subpar // her entire world changed in an instant & he was the one to usher in that change. nothing could possibly compare ( & that’s why she couldn’t stop smiling, it didn’t matter that their meeting had been clumsy & imperfect, that they met at all was a miracle ).
she shook her head, at herself, at him, at them – grown adults & yet here they were stumbling over their words. the girl couldn’t contain her amusement. as if a dam within her broke, laughter ( & more snorts than she would have liked ) flooded the air around them // & with it, the tension within her dissipated. at least, for the most part.
“ oh, oh this is so silly! why can’t we string a sentence together between us?! ” her voice was bubbling with laughter, & she must’ve looked quite insane to passersby but her whole attention was consumed by him. she couldn’t have cared about anyone else if she tried. “ are you – free? can we go & talk? i… Well, I want to get to know you, if you don’t mind. ” & just getting his phone number would not sate the burning need to understand this person in front of her, at least a little. no, sachiko required some form of immediate gratification.
“ there’s — ” she tore her gaze away from him to scan the area, “ a bench, over there! wanna sit & … Talk? ” a finger pointed the way. her energy eager & electric now that the shock had begun to wear off. “ please? ”
❛ no ... no problem. ❜ voice was hushed, eyes wildly taking in the other. when she acknowledged their joint stammering, his lips couldn’t help but lift heavenward. he had planned to studiously ignore their less - than - perfect meeting, act as if it were run of the mill. but the tight feeling in his chest eased upon hearing the huff of laughter that left her.
he blinked rapidly when she echoed his clumsy compliment. ❛ my hair ? ❜ brows furrowed for a moment, before a hand came up to pinch a lock and bring it into his vision. and, oh, now he understood what she meant. his hair was ... a colour. he’d wondered, sometimes, what it was had asked his parents, who’d said RED, but couldn’t explain it with words. now he knew, because he could see in colour ! because he had met his soulmate ! he always came back to this one revelation.
mikoto could only repeat what she’d said moments prior, ❛ w - wow. ❜ gaze turned back to her, and a small, hesitant smile played upon his mouth. ❛ though i ... think yours is nicer. i wish i knew what colour it was. ❜
silence descended upon them, and he struggled to come up with something compelling to say. before he could further make a fool of himself, however, his soulmate ( ! ) erupted into laughter. for a moment, chest constricted, and he thought her amusement was DIRECTED AT HIM. ( he was transported back to middle school, to the girl who’d cruelly asked him out and then rejected him in one fell swoop. god, he was so stupid, what did he think would happen ) but no, that’s not it. she herself says so.
slowly, her words were processed, and eventually he was laughing alongside her. not uninhibited, there was still some hesitation within him, but he was getting there. he’d thought this first impression to be terrible, and yet she was smiling at him. asking him if he was free to spend time with her. she wanted to get to know him !
but was that a good idea ? it was going to be hard to be suave in his current state ... and part of him wanted to be himself. what a terrible idea ! she mustn't know how much of a loser he was ! while he might've mellowed out somewhat since high school, became less fazed by what others thought of him, this was his SOULMATE ! he hesitated, before finally nodding. ❛ y - yeah. that sounds good. ❜
he wanted to know her better, too. he wanted to know whatever she was willing to tell him. and so he made his way to the bench, past the onlookers, gaze lowered. every step sent his heart into a tizzy, and he kept looking towards the other to ensure she was still there. he silently marveled at her. this was his soulmate. she was ... beautiful. actually, really beautiful.
breath left him once he sat down, hands settling awkwardly over his knees, before he realized ❛ i - i don’t think we ... introduced ourselves ? properly ? i’m ... mikoto. uh, m - mikoto mikoshiba. ❜ he waited, somewhat impatiently, for her name.
✿ ›› hyoukan.
❛ what were you expecting me to do , mikoshiba - san ? ❜ what comment was deemed appropriate enough to fit the situation ? she didn’t expect him to linger as long as he had / the subtle faltering of his jaunty expression had spawned concern , and she inwardly debated whether or not to voice her opinion on his delivery of the line she’d recited seconds prior . dealing with his antics were like dancing on tightropes ; one wrong move , one wrong reaction , and his sense of confidence gave way and caved in on itself . she’s dumbfounded as to what response he had been anticipating ; had he expected her to swoon and melt into a puddle at his feet ? that wouldn’t have been a honest answer ! he needed sincere critique , and perhaps she wasn’t the right person to provide it ? an outside source that wasn’t associated with him … ? maybe he would accept criticism at face value with a stranger … or maybe it would make it worse .
❛ perhaps my brain isn’t wired properly , and that’s why i’m immune to your pickup lines … ? ❜ attempting to reason with him was as delicate as dismantling a ticking bomb ; and given chitanda’s candid disposition, things usually didn’t go well .
❛ i - i don’t know !! ❜ came his flustered reply, muffled behind the hand he’d raised over his mouth. he couldn’t bring himself to look at her, fully, now that he had thoroughly embarrassed himself. even acting as if she was at fault did nothing to quell it. ❛ couldn’t you at least say something ? ❜ anything ? at least then he wouldn’t look so stupid and uncool ... and yet, while he was wondering how he looked to outsiders, he was ultimately disappointed that eru appeared so unfazed by it all. what he wanted was ... how strange, he didn’t even know. it made him more annoyed with the situation.
❛ p - probably ! most girls like my pickup lines just fine ! ❜ then arms settled across his chest, folded, and chin was tilted imperiously away from her. there was nothing else to do but accept her olive branch, if it were that. ❛ now, just which game was that from anyway ? i don’t think i know it. ❜

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✿ ›› seiijuku.
‘ well if that’s all you want then, lea- ‘
and before he could even tell the other to leave him alone ( once again ) he was caught off guardby his sudden complement. having totally forgotten what he was doing before he had turned his attention towards the other. looking down towards his note book where flowers were scribbled all over from top to bottom, and from corner to corner. ‘ mmm- ‘ nodding, he would pick up his pencil once more with graphite stained fingertips he had clearly been using to shade some flowers with.
‘ they would have looked better if i was painting. ‘ and with that, it seemed as if hikaru had become comfortable as he began to scribble away once more. ‘ the graphite tends to smudge a lot making the picture look messy. ‘ letting out a huff of air, he stopped for a second, only to get out a handkerchief from his pocket and wipe his hand clean. ‘ but then again, paint is just as messy. ‘
brows raise as the other immediately becomes more forthcoming. but he’ll take it, head tilting to view the drawing better. ❛ you paint as well? i usually just work with graphite or ink ... as long as i mind my hands, the picture tends to come out nicely. ❜ not that he hasn’t tried painting, but fingers are clumsy with a paintbrush; the flowers always become lopsided and smudged. not that he’ll admit this fault aloud.
form eases a little more, now that it appears hikaru won’t be telling him off again. or so he hopes. there’s only so much REJECTION a person can take. ❛ so did you take classes? or are you self - taught? ❜ he’s both curious to learn more about the boy ... and perhaps maybe feeling a little competitive.
✿ ›› itaidoshin.
“ your lady? ” she chimes back with ( an almost incredulous ) grin // what an odd, but utterly delightful, choice of words. mikoto had a sort of off-beat kind of charm about him which sachiko found to be rather refreshing, his nervous energy contrasted starkly with the pretty phrases he spun.
she was so caught up in how adorably amusing he was that she almost missed the eternal love hunter comment. almost. immediately rosy lips pulled into another smile & laughter threatened to bubble forth —– “ oh? are you, mikocchi? i had no idea i was on a date with one of those! ”
sachi loops her arm into his, giving it a playful squeeze before leading him towards the entrance of the haunted house. already eerie soundtracks could be heard playing inside // pushing the door open with her hip & propping it open with the palm of a hand – casting a final gleeful look towards him. “ but i’m pretty sure i can handle anything you through at me, mr. hunter, in fact, you may need to be the one to keep your guard up… think you can handle me? ” a quick cheeky wink & she pulls him onward!
❛ aren't you my lady, just for tonight ? ❜ her reiteration of his line fills him with more embarrassment, though most may not notice it. thankfully she doesn’t press the issue and moves on. his relief doesn’t last long, unfortunately, as she instead hones in on something else he said. that, coupled her weaving their arms together, is enough for him to DEEPLY REGRET his actions. maybe mikoto should have changed the date venue. how's he going to survive the next hours, between his bumbling mouth, sachiko, and the haunted house ?
instead of voicing these concerns aloud, he laughs, though for a beat LONGER than appropriate. before he knows it, she’s tugging him along. legs trip as they follow her towards the attraction. already he can feel a chill race up his spine when ears pick up wicked cackles and terrified shrieks. then it’s impossible for him to chuckle, even if it is fake. ❛ m - me, keep my guard up ? i can handle anything ! you should stick close to me. really. ❜ otherwise he might end up making a run for the exit.
✿ ›› svagefaith.
lack of words sidestep his questions. mikoto doesn’t need to know about seung-ho’s other plans. the girls are to be a surprise and he wouldn’t be a proper wingman if he didn’t try to set his best friend up with someone… decent, if anything.
❝ is that a yes? what i have planned is harmless, i promise. ❞
lips purse in thought, though they both know his stalling is for naught. no matter how much mikoto may drag his feet and complain, he tends to go along with seung - ho’s whims regardless. he thinks briefly to his parents when they’d learned of his MISDEEDS, commanding him to not hang out with ‘ that ruffian ’ anymore. this would certainly constitute as hanging out. still, he’s his only friend ( though kim yoosung appears to be trying to disrupt this dynamic ), especially so when the others turned their back on them. where would he be WITHOUT seung - ho ?
❛ alright, fine. just remember that you promised ! ❜
✿ ›› hyoukan.
compulsion beckons her to retreat ; to forbear from wearing the feelings she harbored so tenderly on her sleeve as she always did . smother temptation to take the prince’s face into her hands and declare with triumphant assertion the affections she’s nursed for so long . impetuous disposition lends itself to reckless decisions and courage ; tell him , tell him ! her heart sings with pressing desperation , lessen the weight encumbering your heart and tell him !!
❛ i would consent tenfold . ❜ she timidly proclaims to him, words falling into stammers and quivering syllables , mousy timbre betraying smothering anxiety . ❛ you … you would accept me as your spouse , yes … ? ❜
her candor all but fells him, it feels. breath escapes from lungs and fingers twitch. they shake with the effort he exerts; he wants to reach for her, but that would be too forward of him. he balls them into fists instead. and now she asks the same of him. yet his throat is trembling, mouth dry. is this real ? is this truly happening ? after years of pining, of wondering, of hoping ... this moment appears surreal.
cracked lips part, tongue moistening them, before he speaks, ❛ i ... me too. ❜ oh, that’s no good ! say it ! really say it, foolish boy ! ❛ i would accept. i would wholeheartedly accept. i’ve ... i’ve wanted this since as far back as i can remember. ❜
sticks out leggy. guess who’s back, back again..... !

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OUTLOOK: realist. realists like to think they see things the way they really are. but it's important to remember that everyone sees the world differently. you might tend to keep a level head, and don't excite easily, but this can leave you susceptible to bouts of gloominess. if you feel yourself moving towards a negative emotional extreme, try looking to other people for fresh perspectives.
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