#starcited

@starcited​ asked:  “Get out of my way before I move you myself.” yukako at okuyasu !

terrible meeting starters || accepting

     okay okuyasu, stand firm, no matter HOW absolutely terrifying the young woman can get. He takes a breath, expression TOUGH despite the fact he can practically SEE the aura around her. She means it, he can tell. but he still isn’t going to let her push him around.

    “You don’t gotta go threatening people, haven’t ya’ ever heard that saying about flies and honey?” He does’t remember the full saying, and doesn’t want to make a fool of himself by making that known. Okuyasu takes a strong stance, trying to show he won’t be moved, at least not like a pushover, he’s made a promise not to allow anyone to pass by this point and he plans on keeping that vow.

He shivers. Most times, Pesci would be content with any little words of affirmation he can get from his mentor. This time, he isn't so sure he wants to hear this.

Is this really it? His true nature?

He's never considered himself a good person. Decent, at best. He's sometimes wished bad on people, but never acted on it. He's also hurt people he didn't have any personal connection to. He hasn't killed anyone yet, though—he doesn't have the stomach for it.

Like with most things in his life, Pesci's always been average.

He never asked for a stand, either.

He was just a passerby who happened to be in the wrong place, at the wrong time. Or might have been the opposite. Unlike him, the poor bastard who did ask for one didn't survive the prick of the arrow.

Maybe that was the sign he had been waiting for.

Ever since, every time Prosciutto insisted that he was a natural, that Beach Boy was a gift, a complex but powerful stand, Pesci felt a strong sense of pride. And since that was a first for him, he embraced it.

He never expected the day would come when he would miss the privilege of being soft and caring and kind.

he   didn’t   understand   it   -   he   was   perfect   for   joylne   ...   two   pieces   ,   connected   to   finally   form   a   whole   ..  soulmates ...    like   life   had   drawn   them   together   by   the   red   strings   of   fate.   destined   to  be  found  by  one  another ...   and   yet   ,   she   preferred   the   company   of   this   ...   pile   of   plankton   over   him   .   it   didn’t   make   any   sense   !      

     “Oi Koichi! Come on, ya’ gotta tell me your secrets How’d you get someone like Yukako to fall for you? Is it cause you’re short?” Cause if that’s the case, Okuyasu is out of luck. “Cause her cookin’ looks amazing!”

( @starcited​​ ) - ❝ i’m sorry you feel this way. ❞ - avdol !

✣‌ ‌———‌ ‌ ‌❝ You shouldn’t be sorry. This is my problem...❞ Jean never knew what it was about Avdol that made it so easy to unwind his problems and his concerns to. He was a man who had always bottled up his real thoughts and the demons that plagued him. Just because he was openly emotional didn’t mean he was open to actual expression of those emotions with words. 

                   ❝ I should be the one to apologize. I pour out all these things to you and all you do is listen and I wish I could return the favor somehow. I’m not as wise nor as intelligent as you are.❞ 

                   For the most part he was telling him the truth. He was always there to hear him out and a lot of the times his words of advice stung as if he were scolding him, but Polnareff didn’t have anyone else telling him otherwise for the last six years of his life, even way before tragedy struck his life. Pale hand, bandaged and bruised, gently laid on top of the other’s hand.  

( @starcited​​ ) - ❝ i’m sorry. about everything. ❞ - cloelia ~ o:?

✣‌ ‌———‌ ‌ ‌Stopping mid chew of his dinner bowl of whatever Cloelia had ordered, the night was hot and the others had said they would take a short walk to see if they could cool down, Polnareff had opted to stay in the room. Her company didn’t faze him at all, although he felt a bit hesitant to actually speak to her. Their first few interactions weren’t the best. He also didn’t really know what to talk to her about, but her sudden apology really surprised him. 

                 Swallowing the spoonful so to not talk with his mouth full, he turned his head in her direction, slight confusion in his eyes. Forgetting he had sauce around the sides of his mouth like some toddler who was given a slice of cake.