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@fauxphase asked:
❛ so, my archrival appears. ❜
dumbasses reunite without fail!
“I didn’t know solving your simple math riddles would grant me such an honorable title. Really, I’m flattered.”
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@fauxphase asked:
gaku vc what
me @ starr: gaku wake up tenn has something to tell you
“bitch.”
“Leave your personal matters off set, soba-for-brains.”
@fauxphase asked:
akaza vc squints @ douma.
best friend! | unprompted.
“Akaza-dono! My precious buddy – how’ve you been? You have the moment to spare a passing glance at me, so why not come over here and have a talk with me? It’s been a hundred years, there should be plenty to talk about!”
Closed starter for @fauxphase , DanganAmnesia AU !
Nervous didn't even begin to describe her right now. For all the times she'd lie awake at night over speeches, balls, and other public appearances as a princess, the simple action of receiving an email made Sonia Nevermind more unsettled than ever before. Sitting in the University library, practically deserted on a Saturday morning, she stared at her laptop screen, as if her silent prayer would deliver the answer she'd been looking for.
The summer holidays were winding down, leaving many students light on homework and basking in the last few warm days of the season before classes resumed. She was the exception to the rule, having taken additional math and policy courses over the summer just to make her application look all the more attractive. Her admissions to In Utero, Hope's Peak Academy, and even her current university had been a breeze: Sonia wasn't a terrible student but she'd never needed to prove her worth on an application. UCL was different: royalty from all over the world applied to the U.K.'s top school for economics, and so her status was not enough. Sonia had to try, really try, which had occupied much of her previous school term and her summer as she took and retook exams, revised essays, and more than once prayed for success.
"Come on...just arrive, please," She pleaded with her blank screen, her most recent math assignment completed beside her. It was extra credit, classes she'd chosen that weren't even directly related to her major but she figured an edge, any edge, was better than the expected. But no matter how long she stared, gritting her teeth and twirling a lock of her long hair around her fingers, the email refused to appear. She wasn't fond of the unexpected, especially when it came to uprooting her entire life in Tokyo to, perhaps, begin a new life in London come January.
She needed a distraction. Even if that distraction came in the form of checking, one more time, for the correct answer on Monday's math assignment. And just her luck, Sonia was not seated far from the class' top student. Closing her computer screen, she gathered her notebook, calculator, and pen before quietly approaching him, an anxious smile on her face.
"Pardon me, Kent...but if you're not too busy, would you mind taking a look at my answers for Monday's assignment? I think I've got it close, if not correct, but I'd be very grateful for a second opinion before I hand it in. If I can trust anyone to point out my mistakes, it'll be you."
“ ye … shen ye . shinya - kun ? ” although the other always seemed to have something on his mind , it was never something quite like this . shinya never let his guard down , the type who could answer your questions before you asked them — a mind reader , he joked . but three calls and a no response was undoubtedly bizarre , even by standards of a humanity living in heavy tension with co - existing vampires . cynical thought , perhaps , but cynical is now breakfast , lunch and dinner for children of war . “ finally . what’s are you thinking about ? you’re staring . ” he sinks down in the chair before him when familiarity restores itself back into shinya’s gaze . perhaps it’s his little quirk of calling people in his native tongue , but evidently , something had whisked away a piece of shinya before yue could . （ @fauxphase / ♡ ）
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i cannot physically kill you so i will kill gaku instead | @fauxphase
“Gaku-san!”
Blonde locks bob enthusiastically with the tilt of her head, bright smile beaming as she spotted the familiar idol. With IDOLiSH7 on break in wait for their comeback album, Tsumugi found it proper to congratulate TRIGGER on their new song release. She arrives at the company building, a bouquet of flowers held against her chest in eagerness at finally spotting one of the group’s members. Sure, IDOLiSH7 and TRIGGER were deemed rivals, yet ever since that unofficial declaration, the camaraderie between the two groups was stronger than ever.
“Congratulations on your new release! I’m sure it’ll already be a chart-topper!”
starter call. | @fauxphase | on god you’re lucky randomizer got mom
“Sogo-san, as your manager, I have to ask that you stop threatening Tamaki-san in weird ways. I don’t think that will help further your bond at all, and there’s plenty of other ways to work out that relationship! Please do so for the sake of everyone’s health!”
here we go with the lecture | @fauxphase | tsumugi lovebot gaku
“Your dancing has been off, you know. Can you take the soba noodles for a brain out of your head and focus on the rehearsal next time? If not, I’ll resort to telling Takanashi-san.” Absolute lack of mercy in his execution of irrefutable criticism - it was simply unacceptable behavior for this line of work. That, and of professionals of their caliber. Tenn squeezes the water bottle in his grip as he reclines back into the sofa.
“I don’t understand why you’re slacking off anyway. Don’t you have two people to worry about being yelled at by?” He pauses, hues leveling with Gaku’s own to make one thing very clear. “I’m not going to do damage control and stop you from punching him if things get heated either.”
