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moving
to @whimsae but the blog won’t be ready for.....a very long time since i’m busy
i might? archive and remake this blog because my tags are driving me up the fuckin wall
can’t see jack shit
shrapnelsong:
For once, she spends a day home from school actually doing nothing. Usually she studies whatever they were meant to see in class, even if she happens to be sick. But she’s emotionally drained and decides to just lounge around, carrying Nui and Cinnabun wherever she goes. She’s playing a game on the big screen at the living room when the door opens and Yohji walks in with all sorts of goodies from her favorite pastry shop. It’s a lovely surprise and they spent some time together just talking things out.
That evening, she’s reading in bed when she hears her phone jingling with a text tone. A moment of quietude placing itself between her reading the message and her fingers twitching to type out a reply.
[ contact ] Kageyama-kun (=ↀωↀ=)✧ [ text ] goodnight [ text ] i’ll see you tomorrow, kageyama-kun
Upon waking, she still feels a little weird. When she makes it a point to never miss school if she can help it, it’s very telling. Her friends had mentioned that Kageyama-kun was doing something at school but she didn’t want to hear it. Either way, she’s probably going to be talked about.
Her first instinct is to hide away, try to make herself as plain and imperceptible as possible, but she decides that what she should do is the contrary. So she braids her hair to keep it away from her face and goes to school with a constant reminder to hold her gaze level instead of letting it fall to the floor.
the morning seems to be full of text messages from all over, getting ready for something that he’s thrown some money out of the pocket for. the timing is important, so for once, tobio is strangely organized. he even takes some time to make his bed because the anticipation makes him want to do something while he waits for his grandmother to finish making breakfast. and once she does finish, he shoves it into his mouth and he’s out the door.
on the way to school, he makes a stop somewhere to pick up a small favor, and carefully stows it in his bag for later.
multiple people intercept alice as she passes through the school gates. once in the schoolyard, one up the stairs, one at the lockers, and more in the hallway; each bearing smile and a small gift------a fresh rose, red and radiant. it’s obvious that tobio put them all up to it at this point, but where is he? standing outside of her classroom, a twelfth rose in-hand, its hue a stark white in contrast to the rest.
and when she arrives, he squares his shoulders and looks up at her, cheeks fluorescent with color.
“ ------g-....good morning, sakurazuka. “
sacchirine:
As soon as she was lifted away from the taller raven, she was immediately hit with a wave of heart-crumbling sadness. Before she had given herself a chance to utter a sound, Lucille returned to her usual, mellow-cheery self. There was no winning against her. She clearly knows that she has him wrapped around her teeny-tiny finger.
❝You’re an absolutely adorable man, do you know that?❞ It was the only thing she could barely squeak out, promptly reaching out to clasp the entirety of her tiny hand within his rough ones – .and it sure was one of the best feelings in the world.
adorable isn’t the word that he wants to hear. he’s already short and his confidence is all but entirely down the drain. he sets lucille down and allows her to hold his hand, and luckily she seems perfectly happy with that. the look in her eyes as she looks up at him, though, at least makes him feel like he has more presence in the world than he could hope for. “ shut up, “ he grunts, gently pulling her along. the gooey lovey stuff just doesn’t stick with him.

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“Excuse my annoyance ”
“Excuse YOU, I do have a name!”
@whimsae
lachalaine:
Keep aggravating her like that and he’d have worse than a slap lined up for him. The butter knife before her and his hand would do well to make a lasting impression – if she were to be so inclined.
‘Maximum tolerance, Dulcet. Maximum. Tolerance.’
…she’d still wanted to punch him.
The female forces the urge to maim him as far from her thoughts as possible as Sherlock finally appears willing to cooperate, holding herself straighter within her chair as mahogany hues zero in on the names being scribbled across the empty sheet. Her sympathies lay with Alfred Reynolds at the information so duly issued by the detective, though the evident frown still playing across full lips is indicative of her less then pleased reaction to his overall monotonous demeanor.
Must he sound quite so – condescending?
“Little sniffer dog?” She repeats lowly in utter disdain, her evident contempt for such a nickname not lost on anyone who might have heard her, and most certainly not him. “Is that really what you consider people to be? Literal mutts that come at your beck and call?”
The sharpness to her words would cut a lesser man in half. “Need I remind you, detective – I do not work for you, so the moniker in itself is entirely unnecessary.” You piece of shit. “Rather, you can instead give them my name – and perhaps I won’t have to make myself an utter inconvenience for you tomorrow and in the days to come, wouldn’t you say?” The manner in which she smiles at him is worrisome in itself, and he would do well to take heed.
She did not make such warnings lightly. “I do, after all, have somewhat of a stake of my own in this particular investigation, and I would hate to make things difficult for you.”
Don’t test her.
And yet for all that she’d just said, it appears that in the next second that her frustrations with him seem to bleed out entirely, making to slide the slip of paper back towards her with a smile still clearly in place – a great deal less threatening then it’d been about just a moment prior.
“Now – at what time did you say they would be around? I’d like to be there nice and early, just so I can be sure I don’t cause any delays. Or miss anything, really. I don’t know if I can trust you to relay any information without finding it an utter chore, and I’d hate to put you through that. Not when I only intend to help, after all. I’m sure you’d appreciate it as much, wouldn’t you?”
“ only when they dare to prod me so, “ he replies dismissively, arms folding across his chest.
so what if it is what he calls people? doctor watson nor molly cooper never seemed to mind whatever they called him. even detective anderson took his little insults like a champ, though purely because his praise comes with a heavy grain of salt to begin with. sherlock simply does not care for the woman’s threat, no matter how dangerous the look in her eye, the sharp smile upon her lips------because he’s seen it all, and he knows how to play the same game.
the moniker, though, is necessary.
“ and i should remind you, miss dulcet, that there is a difference of value between us that would you would heed with care. you could follow up with your threat and lose your key to just about every locked door, and that would be it. you would be stopped at the door, with no other merit to your name than that you were a victim and that you want to conduct your own petty little investigation. as far as you’re concerned, you are under my responsibility, like it or not. “
the police have better things to do than spoon-feed another victim.
“ all bitterness aside, i recommend you leave the investigation to me and focus on sorting the last of your burnt hair. this case needs a keen eye and an even keener brain, and i’m sure that i will came across your stake at some point and pick it up for you. but i’m sure that words aren’t going to stop you at any point in this discussion, so------ “ he plucks the paper from her fingers and, with the sweep of a hand, signs a time and his name across the bottom before giving it back, “ ------i’m sure we will cross each other at some point. until then, miss dulcet. “
shrapnelsong:
“Sorryyyy.” It was a habit from back when they only chatted via text that she has a hard time breaking out of.
“Oh.” Alice chuckles at his practicality. “Thank you~! You got us a Kuroo-chan kitty, right~?” She didn’t have to ask at all. It’s very funny how everyone in the team somehow kinda looks like a cat, but their captain’s entire vibe was very feline.
“ mhm, “ he agreed, launching his software. “ it’s not the same without him, since we have him everywhere. “ although he isn’t exactly one for farmlife games, alice has been dragging him in with the promise of lots of fun. a lot of times, he can’t bring himself to agree with that, but he’s too nice to her to tell her otherwise. when it comes to stardew valley, it all comes down to the numbers anyway. “ we’re not marrying, by the way. i have my sights on sam this time. “
“ ... “ he doesn’t talk about the things that alex has done to him.
i lied i’m gonna be on @valhallic because i’m??? honestly having so much trouble trying to scrap up muse for canon characters

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“ ah...hey, you mister over there! “ alice scuttles over to the blond and grabs a hold of his sleeve, tugging him to a stop. “ you’ve got a rip in your pants------your butt is showing. “
@alchemicprodigy | starter call.
snrk.
shrapnelsong:
@whimsae
As soon as she saw the banner saying her friend was online, Alice immediately clicked the voice chat option and waited for him to pick up. “Pi-chan, hi!” Greeting him cheerfully, she asked about his day while he got settled into his setup, nearly bouncing in her chair while waiting for the perfect time to say: “Stardew Valley has multiplayer now! Come farm with me!”
“ enough with the -chan already. “ despite that, it seems to have become a common way for kenma to greet her. tiredly, that is. shuffling out of his trousers, he nudges them aside in favor of settling into his seat and plugging his phone while alice giddily jabbered to him. “ the 1.3 beta, right? i saw the dev notes yesterday and made a new farm in advance, since i knew you’d ask. “
fatedstories:
“w-what?!” is he some sort of mind reader? well maybe that wouldn’t be the case if he wasn’t like a big open book for him. he wears his worries on his face for kiyoharu to tell exactly what was he thinking about. he indeed was doing that and he was caught off guard. he wasn’t bothered that kiyoharu told him what he said earlier but he was just wondering if that was all he thought of him as. “h-how did you– no… nevermind.” a sigh leaves his lips. there’s no way he could convince him out of this. he accepts his defeat on this one.
“y-yeah… is that all you think about me?”
“ if i didn’t like anything about you, i wouldn’t have confessed to you. “ he just isn’t the type to say what he does like out loud. it’s just a little beyond his pride, being something that even makes kiyoharu feel a little shy------after all, he has never been one to express much about himself other than a particular devotion to dance. yet he takes gaju’s hand and grips it, as though to console his insecurity. “ you’re wild and unpredictable, crass and opposite of me in most aspects. it’s never boring when you are around and you always know how to liven things up. and i like kissing you. does that satisfy you? “
i spent all evening playing stardew valley with @shrapnelsong and now i’m sleepy as balls lmaaaoooo

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i know y’all have been waiting for fuckin forever, so here’s a STARTER CALL!
orenjiesu:
cicadas echoes carry in the summer breeze, which now synchronize with the sound of shouyou’s causal humming. he tight-rope walks on the sidewalk, already ahead of kenma but not too far. a happy smile stretched across his face that glimmers faintly with sweat: ❛ ice cream! ice cream! tastiest treat around ~ ! ❜ it wasn’t often they saw each other ( only in school-settings ) but due to the summer semester finally ending, the two of them could finally reconnect and spend a few days with one another. since it was hot out, both decided it’d be good to get some ice cream and cool themselves off and also get a little bit of fresh air. the humming ceases, steps coming to a halt as he turns on his heel, his cheerful smile bright as the sun now directed towards him. ❛ ne, kenma! do you know what flavor are you going to get yet ? ❜
@whimsae liked for a starter.
he would much rather be at home------monster hunter was waiting for him back in his cave of a bedroom. there was also air conditioning, and pajamas. and the fact that it was indoors in general. without that luxury, kenma feels drained even with the impact cushion of the vita in his pocket; but he doesn’t complain because he’s already used to being dragged out of the house by tetsurou, and now shouyou. his agreement to tag along, at this point, was only because it would cause more trouble to decline. plus, it was rare for the ginger to show up in tokyo. he tails along languidly, brushing golden tresses out of his eyes as he tries to fixate on his company rather than the seemingly sweltering heat that has been distressing him since the moment that he stepped out of his house. “ erm, “ he stalls, tearing his eyes away from shouyou’s sunny visage, “ superman ice cream...probably. ”