flower cat

    ❝   you   shouldn’t   worry   too   much   about   it.   they’ll   probably   find   an   island   without   any   weeds    &    with   a    5    star    rating    if   they   move   out.   think   of   it   as   what’s    best    for   them.   ❞ 

♡     “ you know... every day i convince myself to speak to you in hopes that you’re not going to hurt my feelings. & every day i’m let down, because you do & never make me feel any better. but you’re absolutely right, my only selling point is my collection of 80 sticks. so whatever. ”

[ txt: ito himari-san 🍙 ]: Well– you have my attention. But… shadows? Is it that dark in your room? Why not trying using your phone’s flashlight, then? [ txt: ito himari-san 🍙 ]: I think either I’m too excited or nervous for the exams. Although I made sure to study them well. Even though it’s still days away. [ txt: ito himari-san 🍙 ]:I hope you were already sleeping earlier, though. You know how bad it is when one lacks some much needed sleep.

starter @jocraze​

[ txt: ito himari-san 🍙 ]: I'm awake. So what do you need from me at 2:00 A.M., Himari-san? ( I can't resist )

unprompted ♡ @fukuroukashi​

starter @11kei​

the   night   was   planned   for   simple   things  ,   really :   a   quick   meal   to   make   from   the   store  ,   grading   the   latest   tests   from   his    students  ,   &   a   needed   hot   bath   to   wash   away   any   sweat   that   lingered   from   today’s   dreadful   humidity.   truly  ,   a   normal   plan   in   store.   however  ,   where   normal   lies  ,   a   change   of   setup   lurked   around   the   corner.

  ❝   ito  -  san  ?   ❞   ears   &   eyes   lit   up  ,   faint   confusion   rested   but   for   a   moment  ,   looking   around   till   golden   hues   caught   wind   of   his   student.    ❝   ito  -  san  !   ❞    his   free   hand   waved   about   in   the   air   while   making   pace   in   her   direction.   upon   approaching  ,   rengoku   watched   her   struggle   with   the   many   bags  ,   on   top   of   her   books   seemingly   ready   to   fall   from   her   grasp.   quickening   his   pace   because   of   this  ,   a   hand   extended   out   for   all   the   bags   she   had.   the   comfort   his   smile   brought   was    natural   as   ever  ,   &   a   laugh   couldn’t   help   but   ease   past   his   lips.

     ❝   had   yourself   plenty   occupied   there  ,   hm  ?    those   bags   looked   as   if        they   were   ready   to   bring   you   down   with   them  !    hahaha  !!   ❞

inbox.  soft cheeks puffed up full of air as himari tried to balance her books as well as the several bags of groceries she had just acquired. this was her usual tri-nightly activity, especially when her brother was working late nights. & while the girl usually had a habit of getting her groceries & going home, a familiar glimpse of yellow hair caught her attention. "rengoku-sensei!" she called out to the man as he made his way across the parking lot, a wide smile on her face. "making dinner as well?" @onhima​

♡     the sound of her teacher’s voice was as comforting now as it had always been, though she hadn’t expected him to take the burden of weight out of her hands. her brother always mentioned how he had a ‘chivalrous streak’ but she had always just chalked it up to him being a good person. at his statement, she shook off her thoughts and beamed up at him, thankful to be comfortably rid of her load (even if she did have a small moment of wondering if it was wrong to let him carry it). “ i was! daisuke is coming home from work soon, but we didn’t have anything for dinner. i figured it was best to cook something for him rather than pick up food for the 4th night in a row. ” 

himari couldn’t help but smile almost sheepishly at the comment she had made. did admitting she didn’t cook everyday make her look like less of a good younger sister? the thought was quickly shrugged off when she impulsively asked— “ would you like to join us? daisuke would love to see you, i’m sure! ”

onhima said: « don’t make me release the hounds on you! »

⌜♛⌟ ⋯ ◤ ANIMAL CROSSING STARTER PACK ◢

ACCEPTING // @onhima​

“Hounds? Why do that when you can always release puppies instead? Everything’s cuter with them, y’know!” As someone with a rambunctious puppy at home, he knows what he’s talking about.

♡     he had a point & himari had a hard time trying to deny that fact. everything was better with puppies, but— “ because there’s nothing intimidating about saying ‘release the puppies’! just imagine they’re...hound puppies. ” there was a mild laugh at the insinuation, but her stance was still clear, though less firm. “ you still have a habit of getting under my skin! ” even if it was in the best way.

starter @atosui​

"It's nice to see you again, Himari-san," Akaashi greeted with a soft smile. "I brought us the usual." He held up the paper bag with a logo of Onigiri Miya. "It's rare to catch you on a break these days, so I think I got lucky this time around. I've also watched some of your games through live stream, but I think we have a lot more to talk about than that." // ( timeskip b/c I can't resist )

unprompted ♡ @fukuroukashi​

♡     time had a funny habit of getting away from himari as of late. though she was doing everything she could have dreamed & more, it seemed there was never enough room left for her to revisit the cherished habits & bonds of her youth. so when a familiar & kind face such as akaashi’s showed up at her door, himari could do very little to hide the fact that she was mildly misty eyed. & while it could definitely be blamed on the pressures of being an adult (& if he asked she would say that without hesitation), it was simply because she missed him. even when only weeks had passed & they had video calls, it was never the same.

“ you know my days always get brighter when you’re involved. & the delicious food of choice is only an added bonus. come in! ” she stepped away from the door so that he could step in comfortably. “ welcome back to my humble abode. ” it was moments like these that she was happy she barely had time to do little more than sleep here, because it was pristine for when she had last minute visits. she smiled in thanks at the mention of him still managing to catch her games even if by stream. “ your support means the world. but oh? you’re right. things are far less simple than when we could spend our weekend afternoons talking about our lives & chemistry exams. ”

“Hey, I have money.“ -jocraze // yes he would say this cause he won the lottery... that his mom took and won't give back to him till he's of legal age lol

meme (accepting!!) ♡ @jocraze​

♡     a dark eyebrow raised in reference to josuke’s statement & himari had to will herself not to scoff. when she had told the boy, that was insisting on her attention, to impress her for it, this certainly wasn’t it. but, that was part of his charm & she had to give him some type of credit for that. he was amusing & funny even if he really hadn’t meant to be. “ in that case...fifty bucks & i’ll let you walk me home. make it sixty-five & i’ll even let you hold my bag. ” her smile made it clear that she was teasing, but the girl couldn’t resist when it came to him. 

                  “ i’m not e n t i r e l y wrong. see, that just makes                   me feel like the more we talk about it, the more                   inclined you are to actually do it. should i start                   writing my farewell letters? ”

♡     “ see, a pit of tigers is too much of flamboyant way to go, don’t you think? i would choose something more subtle. so don’t worry, i won’t carole baskin you. but, if you still want to write those letters, i have some scented stationary you can use. ”

   all   had   been   well   leading   up   to   this   day.   spent   of   studying  ,   going   out         for   food    in    the    evening.   what   could   sully   his   meek   mood  ?   well  ,   there   it   was.

  tolerance   dropped   below   the   bar.   was   she   serious  ?   of   course   she   was  ,   that   reaction   told   it   all  ,   no   point   in   questioning   it   further.   brows   furrowed   &   he   stared ..   silence.   what   followed  afterward   was   a   sigh   &   fingers   pinched   at   the   bridge   of   his   nose.   head    lowered    with    eyelids    falling    heavy   &   frames   falling   short.   he   felt   the   motion   of   the   phone   moving   away   from   his   face.   a   sigh.

he   understood   her   joy  ,   that   wasn’t   the   problem.    his   invitation   was   met  with   far    less    excitement    than    her.   he   only   recently   got   into   two   or   three  songs   of   the   idol   group.   which    meant    he    did    not    posses    the    thrill    &  impatience   of   the   arrival   date   for   this   event   as   compared   to   the   more  hardcore   fans.

a   crank   now   in   his   neck  ,  relieving   the   tension   with   the   motion   of   his   head.   to   the   left …   pop.   to   the   right …   pop.    another   sigh.   golden   hues   raised   ever   so   high   while   keeping   eye   contact   with   her.   his   irritable   expression   shifts   into   thin  -  lipped   defeat   as   he   mentally   prepared   himself   for   the   answer   that   would   follow   after   his   question.    

❝   why   did   you   go   through   the   trouble   of   getting   me   one  ?   did   i   say   i   wanted   to   go  ?   i   only   know   two   of   their   songs   at   most …   ❞

continued. @onhima·

♡     this was to be expected of him & the expression of annoyance through body language was not something that himari was unused to. & while his quips were something she was able to jab right back at with equal force, she didn’t have it in her right now. maybe because this was something she had been particularly excited for. so his usual demeanor hit different.

her tears of joy had long since ceased, instead replaced with a more calm expression. “ oh... you’re right! it wasn’t necessarily a ticket for you, just an extra. but i can go with my classmate, i’m sure he’d have fun with me. ” her attention was now focused away from him & on her phone as she began the early stages of typing a text to said classmate. “ anyway... did you still want coffee? ” the change of subject was certainly more for her benefit than his.