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🌱 = a plot I want to write with you

((One running idea I absolutely would LOVE to do with most of the IT gang is to have them in the passenger side of Rin's car while she's in a race. Rin becomes an absolute speed demon when she gets behind the wheel, and while she makes sure the safety of herself and any others in the car are observed, there's no amount of recklessness she'll try just to show off.

So getting Yu in that spot while careening down a mountainside slope, handling hairpin turns and extreme drifting? I hope he can make it to the bottom of the hill!))

🌹 = my opinion on your character

((It's really interesting how you take your approach to Yu. It's so different and unique, and I really love how you embrace it too! You're not afraid to firmly state how your Yu acts, how he's developed over time, and that this is who he's become!! I firmly respect that, and I appreciate you for writing him in such a way!))

🌾 = my opinion on OCs

((Considering there's NOTHING but OCs here, I love them so so much!! The fact you can weave together your own character, plop them in a world, and make a whole story about them takes so much courage. There's a lot of creativity I find in others' OCs, whether they base it from a specific piece of content or make them for their own crafted world.

OCs are so so cool, and if ever someone wants to infodump to me about their OC my ears are open. Let me know about your precious kids.))

🍄 = my opinion on crossovers

((GIMME GIMME GIMME!!!!

I THRIVE off of crossovers!! Sticking a whole character from two different pieces of media together and seeing a relationship grow from that??? Solid A+. There's so much fun to be had when you involve yourself with crossovers.

"Yosuke, I just met some prick named Katsuragi. Who he is and how does he know you?" | @obeysword​ sent !

↳ Unprompted | always accepting !

     Pure ice settled into the pit of Yosuke’s stomach, a violent shiver coursing through him large enough that he couldn’t even hope to hide it. For a moment he scarcely dared to breathe, the venom in Yu’s voice paralyzing him, gaze rooting him to the spot. His heart skipped a beat, and then a moment later another, finally prompting movement from him once again. Pressing a hand to his chest, Yosuke tore his eyes away from Yu and looked instead to the darkened phone screen sitting beside him.

     “You...actually met him...?”

     His voice was quiet, softer than it ought to have been. He hated it. Why did Yu make him feel guilty when he had done nothing wrong? Katsuragi and he had been friends once, though Yosuke had wondered more than once if he was more invested than the other boy. Still, it was actually kind of nice to hear from someone. Getting the texts out of the blue had shocked him, but it had made him feel as though he was worth being remembered. Was that such a terrible thing?

Inaba was a weird town. Adachi already didn’t like it much, but maybe that was his pessimism talking.

It was rainy and foggy all the damn time, for one. And this was the tiny kinda little backwoods town where everyone knew everyone, and someone was always up in your business. A far cry from Tokyo, where Adachi had liked that he’d been given a choice when to be noticed and what to be noticed for.

No one in Inaba was looking for him as an actor right about now, that was for sure. Most he’d done so far was a few magic tricks on the street for a couple extra bucks. That, and a pickpocketing or two that the cops hadn’t noticed.

He’d moved because of the cheap rent, but new people always got stares - maybe they’re looking to outsiders for suspects in that freaky murder case. Adachi didn’t care much, but the cheap rent didn’t mean he could go without a job, and that’s what leads him here, by the elevator in Junes, apron tied around his waist and milking a few seconds of freedom from the tedium before his manager finally caught him and sent him back to buttering up costumers.

Always the observant type, he’d begun to recognize the faces of the regulars, but there was a new kid giving him this weird look that Adachi didn’t like. He couldn’t give less of a shit about the high school kids, but he recognized the ones that worked there, and this wasn’t one of them. Surely this kid couldn’t have recognized him - the plays and bit parts he’d done back in the city didn’t garner much attention at all. It strikes him that maybe he’s staring at his face for some reason? He just remembered that he’d forgotten to take out his earring before work. Maybe it was that and he’d get reported to the manager. Yay.

Well, he had to deliver the authentic Junes experience. Catching the confused look on his face, Adachi instead gives a smile, though he doesn’t care enough to make it too happy, as his brows are still furrowed in confusion.

“ZUCCHINI? SQUASH? DURIAN? I have no idea what these are; but, I’m sure I could make something out of these ingredients...” She mumbles under her breath, mindlessly speaking her thoughts out loud.

"Do I deserve backpain at this age?" 

     he’s just minding his business , holding down the fort at leblanc for the day while sojiro does who knows what . it’s been a particularly slow day , leaving akira all the time in the world to clean , and ... well , clean some more . he’s not quite sure if his body aches from his latest escapade in the metaverse , or because he’s spent so much time leaning over the counter and scrubbing it spotlessly clean due to lack of anything else to do . 

     then this guy comes in - definitely a new face , a first timer , because at this point he knows everyone that comes into leblanc , and he certainly doesn’t know him . young , though he probably looks like he’s a little older than he actually is from stress of some sort - he’s gotten really good at reading people in such a way in the last few months . his words clue him in on that thought as well , evoking a quiet laugh from the boy behind the counter . 

     ‘ probably not -- join the club . ’ he says . ‘ .. i’ve heard yoga does wonders . ’ is he messing with him ? or is he serious ? no one will ever know . and if akira ever gets caught doing yoga in the very attic above them , no he doesn’t .