please be kind to yuuto!

please be kind to yuuto from here onward! roleplay blog for the imagin, deneb, from kamen rider den-o currently affiliated with citta-alveare housed in district zeta tracking the tag #4649candy

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nice to meet you...to! yuuto! (ﾉ´ヮ´)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧

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[ ✥ ]—— Kivat huddles himself further into the pile of candies, managing to unwrap one of them with the tips of his wings. He’s making an attempt to be polite about it, but it doesn’t quite work, so the next batch is successfully shoved into his large gaping mouth. 

      “No idea who this Yuuto is, but he must be one lucky bastard to have you make candies for him. I bet he enjoys them a lot, doesn’t he? I sure do~!” He speaks all that while chewing, which does not make for a pleasant spectacle but at least he’s immensely happy about it. Just for good manners, he’ll spit the empty wrappers out of the basket, grinning in satisfaction before he sets back to lay on the delicious food and looks back at the gentleman’s face.

      “Oh?” Big red eyes blink in confusion once the stranger sets his hand next to him. Is he asking the bat to get out? Well, maybe he’s overstayed his welcome and gobbled down on his food without paying for it, but he doesn’t seem angry at all. Maybe he can comply since he feels full already, but feeling too heavy to fly now, he sets to climb his way onto the large hand. Those fingers sure do look uncommon, it’s like they really do have holes at the tips. Such weird gloves. 

      “Is this okay now?” he asks while resting on the man’s palm, looking up.

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Oh no, he was even so cute to hold.  Deneb honestly hadn’t expected him to comply so easily, he thought maybe he would just flap away and fly around him.  The Imagin might have made a little giggling noise as he raised his hand up and placed the bat onto his shoulder.  “I just wanted you out of the basket so I could add more candy.  You looked like maybe you wanted to eat more.”  The pile of wrappers about his feet were hopefully a good indication about it, and he started reaching into his pockets to pull out more.  “Yuuto doesn’t really like when I give people candy, and he doesn’t really like eating it.  I think I make too much of it and he gets tired of it.”

Yuuto got tired of Deneb a lot lately, but that might have been because they were in a strange new place and Deneb was all but smothering the young man with constant attention.  Being separated had made him miss his contact holder entirely too much and he was bound and determined not to let them be apart ever again.  “He doesn’t like the meals I’ve been cooking either, but maybe because I’ve been adding too much shiitake?  He needs it to help him grow, but he refuses to eat it... “

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please be kind to yuuto, strike-form! (｡´∀｀)ﾉ

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He didn’t really have a choice in the matter. It seemed like he did, but where Deneb was concerned, there wasn’t. If Koutaro said no then the Imagin would either insist or look pathetically sad. Both options were something he didn’t want to deal with, so he nods, accepting the offer.

“Sure.” He’d get lunch out of this and be able to catch up with Deneb to see how far along the timeline he was from. He’d most likely talk about Yuuto the entire time, but Koutaro was sure he could weasel some information out here and there.

“Do you even know where to go?” He doubted it. Deneb wasn’t the most perceptive Imagin of the bunch, maybe the worst out of all of them, and he only recently arrived.

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Deneb looked shocked for a moment, perhaps even stunned, when he came to the understanding that he really didn’t know where he was going.  He hadn’t thought that far ahead when he’d extended the invitation because maybe, just maybe, he hadn’t thought that Koutaro would so easily accept it!  Maybe he really did want to be Yuuto’s friend after all, considering they’d met as children and had adventures together!  Yuuto and Koutaro were so lucky to be childhood friends, really, and Deneb was almost nearly overcome with emotion just thinking about it.

“I have no idea at all where to go.  I wish Yuuto were here, he would know.  Yuuto is so smart.”  Deneb actually hadn’t even run into Yuuto yet, so to sit here and hope that Yuuto was beside him just to find a place to eat was almost ridiculous.  Thankfully though he wouldn’t need to count on Yuuto for money, so long as... no, he looked like he was broke too.  This was not working out well, and he let out a small sound of disappointment over not being able to do anything for Yuuto.  Er, Koutaro.

“This isn’t going very well.  Yuuuto....”

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Happy mothers day @ 4649candy ❤

[more like happy monsters day lmao]

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do you have veggies for yuuto, sawakitetsuya? (。ヘ°)

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[ Ω ]—— A few question marks would appear above Shouichi’s head if they could. “Contract… holder?” he parrots, perplexed. Is it another way to estabilish parenthood? Somehow he can’t give up the idea this person is the alleged Yuuto’s father. He sounds and looks a bit too fatherly to chase that thought away. Regardless, it’s not his business to delve too deep into.

      “That’s good! He must have learned a lot from you, didn’t he?” He wants to meet this Yuuto guy if fate allows it, and it also depends on whether he’s going to see this person again in the future. For one, this shop looks rich enough so he might come back again, not to mention they could contact each other on the phone once he obtains one– he’s heard it’s a gift that appears after a month of stay. He just can’t wait to be able to talk to Hikawa-san even while they’re far away from each other.

      …

      Suddenly he feels strong doubts over wanting to meet the Yuuto guy.

      “Piledrive you…? Are you serious? How can someone do that to their own caretaker?!” If Mana were to beat him up everytime he slightly irritated her even he would doubt their familial relationship. “I’m sure no amount of veggie candies should bring someone into such a rageful state, especially if they’re as nice as you’re saying he is!” Despite the upbeat tone with which he’s being told this, that only makes it sound all the more unsettling. 

      “He may be considerate to his friends, but what about you? I’m pretty sure you don’t deserve to be treated like that!” A little pause before he realizes the part about ‘being made of sand’. “Are you saying you’re not human either? Iiiiiiii…. am afraid I’m a bit puzzled here.”

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Deneb had sort of tuned the man out as he spoke, instead turning his attention to a few vegetables.  It wasn’t that he didn’t hear him or wasn’t listening, in fact Deneb did have some awareness, but mostly it was because he really needed to get some vegetables and not go home empty handed.  Even though he was sort of poor.  Even though he really should only be window shopping and comparing prices.  They had nice shiitake though, and... oh, he needed to answer some questions now.  The stranger had said he was confused, after maybe going on a little rant about how Yuuto treated him, and he set down the bundle of fungi to answer what he could remember.

“Yes, contract holder.  He holds my contract, and I grant him a wish in return.  Except it’s not really Yuuto, it’s Sakurai, but that’s complicated and really I mostly am with Yuuto now because I want to be.”  Deneb nodded, moving to cross his arms.  His metal fingers clicked against themselves as he passed, causing a sharp ping.  

He continued on though, addressing more. “As for piledrives, he does a lot more too!  Yuuto is really good at wrestling!  I’m very sturdy though because I’m made of sand like I said, and it makes him happy when we play together.”  It probably wouldn’t be considering playing, not to anyone else who heard it, but to Deneb it was harmless enough.  Yuuto had a hard life, a very lonely life, so if the Imagin could ease his troubles by being put into an armbar then he didn’t mind.  “Also yes I’m not human, I am an Imagin!  A being from the future who traveled back in time to destroy the past in order to create a new future.”  Why did he still sound so eager?

“Oh but don’t worry, I’m a good Imagin.  There are several good Imagin so most of us you meet won’t try to hurt you or make contracts with you.”  That likely was not reassuring.

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Distress in Sector 6! || Deneb [CA Event]

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[setuptherider]

Sector 6 was a warzone. The Rider found himself engaging in combat with the militia from the other world more often than not. He tried to focus more on defending those who needed it. He didn’t want to even harm these people coming through the portals.

They were defending their right to exist, weren’t they?

He ground his teeth and kept pushing. He didn’t transform. Of course not. That would only increase his strength that much more. Keisuke wanted to incapacitate. Not kill.

He tried not think about the sound of bones breaking with each hit from him. He tried not to think about the gunshots aimed at him. A few had hit, but he couldn’t worry about the pain. He couldn’t worry about the blood staining his clothes. There were people who needed protection and coverage to get to safe houses.

As soon as the attackers were subdued, Keiuske breathed heavily. He helped the small child up from the ground. The girl looked worried for him, but he smiled and picked her up. As he did so, he saw a someone nearby.

Keisuke wasn’t sure what to make of him, really. He’d seen odd people from both cities. This one didn’t look hostile, but that didn’t mean looks weren’t deceiving. He tightened his hold on the child a little–mindful of his returned strength–as the other approached. Even wounded as he was, Keisuke wouldn’t let any harm come to this child.

“I don’t know what your intentions are,” he said, shifting his foot back a step, “but I would rather not have to fight if possible. I just want to get this child to a safe house.”

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Where was Yuuto?  There was an odd desperation in Deneb’s movements, at least odder than usual, and the Imagin could feel himself getting working into a frenzy over everything that was happening.  There were weird blob things (easily dispatched by shooting, really) and then there were...doubles.  That was probably the best way to describe suddenly seeing multiples of people without believing that everyone was magically twins.  If it hadn’t been that some of the doubles were fighting one another Deneb might have thought people did have twins, but when he watched a man drop and not get up he knew this wasn’t a joke, and he knew he needed to find Yuuto.

Moving along and avoiding as much fighting as he could, Deneb found himself screeching to a halt as he came upon a group of wounded people.  Many couldn’t move because of their injures, and many just wouldn’t be able to move again at all.  Dashing forward to try and help, he came to a stop as a rather bloodied man bent over a child and lifted them close.  Initially Deneb raised his arms up, as though to reach out and help, but the man’s sudden words had him lower them back down.

“Why would I want to hurt anyone?  I’m not allowed to hurt humans, and even if I were allowed I wouldn’t want to.”  Deneb sounded confused, wounded.  Most people in Hive City had been friendly to him, taking his candy and calling him nicknames, but why should he be so surprised that someone was doubting him?  The world was literally crumbling around him, he didn’t have a right to keep thinking nothing was wrong.

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please be kind to yuuto, strike-form! (｡´∀｀)ﾉ

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“Thanks, but no.” Koutaro wasn’t going to move anywhere. He liked his current apartment. It was nice. The roommate he met so far was okay and he was starting to get comfortable in Sector 5. It was a kind offer, but…

It would be a hassle. Their apartment would never be quiet with Yuuto and Deneb there. It would be entertaining, sure, but you could only handle so much. Besides, Koutaro doubted Yuuto would want him around. Or at least he would act like he didn’t.

Koutaro assumes the Imagin is just being nice by asking anyway. Deneb was Deneb. He was as parental as an Imagin could be, so his next question doesn’t surprise Koutaro at all. Of course he’d want to know if they boy had eaten. Koutaro gives a halfhearted shrug, trying to be nonchalant. 

“I haven’t yet.”

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“Do you want to go and get something to eat together?  I managed to get a little money earlier so I can at least buy you a snack!”  Deneb didn’t like the idea of anyone going hungry, even if the idea was one he planted himself, and he looked at Koutaro with his head slightly tilted to the side.  The teenager seemed to be depressed or anxious and the Imagin certainly wanted to help if he could!  

All the members of the Nogami family were rather important to Yuuto, and to Deneb as well by proxy, so any time he could be of any help he certainly wanted to do so.  It also didn’t hurt that he was basically smothering everyone with his good intentions but that was beside the point.

Where there any places to eat around here though?  Deneb spent most of his time wandering, not really needing to eat, and maybe he’d jumped the gun by making an offer.  Of course he wasn’t going to worry about it, worrying was for other people. but maybe just once he should.

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COPY KITAAA! - Gentarou/Gentarou?

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         Gentarou listened to the message from the scientists carefully. He wasn’t gonna let any of his new friends here get hurt, or himself for that matter. He wasn’t sure what to expect out of the other Gentarou waiting in that city above him, or if he’d be any less or more friendly, but Gentarou didn’t have much time to ponder that. To his surprise, he found a full set of astro switches laid out across his coffee table in the living room. He ran over, pocketing all of them, giving cosmic a good grip when he picked it up. It was the last switch he had tampered with before he was sent here, after all. Gentarou left his apartment, and even more surprisingly, the Machine Massigler was waiting there as his ride. He threw his belt down onto his waist, performing his sequence, and then he immediately switched out the rocket switch for the cosmic switch. He watched as all of the switches entered his chest to form the bulky chest plate, and as the bodysuit he wore turned a bright blue. The large familiar rocket sword sat in his right hand. It was really working. He was really going cosmic state. He looked down the street, then looked up to the city above. It was too eerie, almost unreal. He knew somewhere up there, another Gentarou was watching, and it felt wrong. He shook it off, throwing a hand out and shouting

           “Alright Hive City! Let’s show em our fighting spirit! We never give up, and our bonds stay unbreakable no matter what!”, Gentarou shouted, hopping on the Machine Massigler and heading to the nearest portal. He saw a few scary looking citizens popping out of the portal here and there, and he tried his best to skirt around them. He saw one attacking a nice lady that he saw in the park from time to time. He quickly slashed his sword out as he drove by, a large bright blue cut of space appearing on the attacker, and it blew him off of her no problem. He arrived to the portal, and stepped forward to it, taking one last look around him. 

          “If I don’t make it back, remember me as your bro, Hive City!”, Gentarou yelled out, not quite sure who was listening, but it comforted him. He stepped forward, taking the ride up. It was a flash, and suddenly he was in the same spot, but the architecture looked different. It wasn’t the Hive City he knew. There was fighting going on here, as well. Gentarou prepared to fight back himself, and that’s when he spotted him. It was him. His own self. Another Gentarou Kisaragi standing no more than 30 feet away from him. He almost dropped his cosmic sword, but kept a tight grip. 

          “Hey! What’s your deal?” Gentarou stuck a fist out at the doppelganger, questioning him right out the gate.

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This had been his chance.  The chance to meet people, the chance to meet people.  He’d always loved meeting new people, getting to know them and getting to know all about them.  He loved making them believe they were friends, best friends, before he crushed their dreams and hopes into the ground.  

There was nothing sweeter than the taste of betrayal and nothing sweeter than the taste of victory at gaining another enemy.  He really didn’t need friends, they only weighed him down.  He didn’t need enemies either, if he wanted to be honest with himself, he just didn’t need people. 

Of course he wasn’t a real loner or anything, that would mean he had a problem!  No no, it was just that people were troublesome, always trying to talk to one another and better one another and fight and complain and cry.  So it was best to pretend to be friends, and it was best to play at actually not wanting to ruin the lives of people around him.  The only problem now was that people here knew him.  People here knew to stay away from him.  

Ruined his fun, really.

But then, it appeared.  The other place, a place full of people that he already knew but didn’t know.  People that didn’t know him, know what he wanted to do.  All it would take was slipping over and blending in, making himself mingle among the citizens there while either ruining the reputation of the man who shared the same face, or bettering it.

Making his way towards the portal that would lead him down to where a new life waited, Gentaro paused as there was a flash and something came through.  It was hard to mistake the sneer on his face or the suck of his teeth for anything other than annoyed at the figure before him.  It was himself and, what a surprise, they were transformed and annoying.  Gentaro couldn’t catch a break.

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nice to meet you...to! yuuto! (ﾉ´ヮ´)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧

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[ ✥ ]—— He can’t exactly unwrap the candies for lack of given human fingers and opposable thumbs, but the taste he feels in his palate is rewarding enough that gulping down the whole mass of food along with the wrappers doesn’t present a problem, so he goes ahead and proceeds with it. 

      Chewing and taking his time to savor as much as possible, Kivat makes it all disappear beyond his gaping mouth. That’s when he notes the stranger’s features for the first time, and he’s struck by the familiarity of such a face, if it can be called one. Without those eyes that seem like they’re very much incorporated with the rest, he could have thought the guy was wearing a mask. But, somehow, he can recall the presence in a corner of his mind. An Imagin, maybe…?

      Well… nothing to mull over. Those candies are the end of the world in the most positive sense, and his language has been understood enough to make the man react in a way that is in no way indignated or inclined to violence. This is a good sign.

      “They tasted BIG and JUICY! You a chef, dude?” Since he feels comfortable, the bat sits in the basket, ready to gather another bunch in his wings. “Melon??? Melon candies exist and you managed to make them this delicious? Man, you sure are a candymaker out of this world!”

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“I wouldn’t really call myself a chef, but I do like to cook and bake.  I make meals for Yuuto every day and make candy when I can.”  Deneb was practically tickled pink over the compliments he was getting, and it showed in the fact he raised the basket to eye level, better to look at the figure within and talk.  He liked being able to speak eye to eye with others, because that way friendships could be made and there was limited chance for misunderstandings.  “I can make different flavored candies, not just melon.  I just like melon the most.  I should probably branch out to other fruits though because I want everyone to enjoy them, not just me.”

Softly, delicately, he reached a hand down into his basket and motioned for the bat inside to either climb on his hand or to fly out.  It wasn’t that Deneb needed him out of the basket (even though it was a little heavy) it was more that maybe he wanted to hold him?  He was small and cute and had been praising Deneb so why not want to show some affection?  Plus he could add more candy to the basket if it was empty, allowing for the bat to keep eating.

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in your journeys please look for yuuto, alsopassingby ((((*｡_｡)_

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“I see…” Karen said, “It sounds like you two are very close.”

“But how powerful is the scientists’ machine?” She thought, “If they just pluck two time travelers from any given time period, how much would change in that world?”

She kept those questions to herself, not feeling like discussing the mechanics of the scientist’s machine and the how messed up some worlds are.

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“Of course we’re close.  I take care of Yuuto and he depends on me to help him out.  He would make a very good friend for you, if you ever want to meet him.”  The Imagin finished off the flower crown he had in his hands, moving to set it atop his head.  “I think he would like you because deep down he likes everyone a lot.  He’s just very shy about it.”

Starting on a third one, this time for Yuuto, Deneb looked at the young person.  “You don’t talk much do you?”

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CANDY KITAAA! - Deneb/Gentarou

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          Gentarou had taken another trip to Sector 6. It was his favorite by far, and he wanted to attempt to move there as soon as possible, considering how much time he spent in it. He was strolling along one of the parks pathways, observing all the citizens of Hive City, or as he liked to call them, potential friends. He was heading for a bench across from a fountain to take a sit down, when suddenly he saw a monster- urh, maybe that wasn’t the best wording for it. He discovered after his rude meetings with Urataros and Ankh that maybe monster wasn’t the right word to use in this city. He hadn’t met anyone lethal yet, and sure some may have been a bit rude, but these were just people waiting to be his friends. As he thought this to himself, he saw the figure in the long cloak giving out… candy? He watched as the figure bowed to the very confused looking person. The cloaked guy was heading his way now, and Gentarou decided he’d get some candy and make a friend at the same time!

          He hopped in front of the cloaked man, observing his yellow mask-like face, and his coiled fingers and arms. He had to say, the guy looked pretty badass, even with a basket of candy. “Hey, man! The name’s Gentarou Kisaragi, I’m the man who’s gonna befriend everyone in Hive City! Could I offer you a handshake and friendship in return for some candy?”, Gentarou proposed to the guy, holding his hand out and giving a big toothy grin. 

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Another day, another time period spent wandering around the sectors and handing out candy.  Deneb had managed, through whatever skill always made it possible, to make a fresh batch.  Apparently being kind to the older women in the area and treating shop staff right would end with him getting a few things here and there, so it didn’t take long for him gather what he needed and get some rolling out.  People appeared to like what he had, some taking more than one when he gladly offered, and by the time the bottom of his basket started to peek through he’d made his way around a small park several times.  He was about to turn in for the day when someone approached.

Hey, man!

“Oh. Of course, have a candy and please be kind to Yuuto.”  Deneb didn’t skip a beat as he held out a sucker to the rather bold young man who jumped right out in front of him.  So many people in Hive City appeared to love his candy, or like Yuuto anyway, that they were practically jumping right out in front of him in order to get some.  If the Imagin couldn’t take that as a good sign that things inside Hive City were very nice then he wasn’t sure what he could think about it.  “And it’s nice to meet you Gentaro Kisaragi.  My name is Deneb.”

He extended his own hand, smiling back as much as he could.  He held a lollipop in his grasp though, probably making it harder to properly shake his hand.

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ᕙ( * •̀ ᗜ •́ * )人( * •̀ ᗜ •́ * )ᕗ        i have citizenship!

Deneb got a phone.  He got the ability to text people.  He wasn’t sure if that was good or bad, as his overly large fingers didn’t exactly make for easy texting, but it certain was a start!

The only question now, who did he need to text? Who did he want to text?  Who wanted a text from him? The possibilities were endless!

Deneb has upgraded (?) to citizen! If you would like a text message/several messages (all about Yuuto probably) from this overly excited Imagin, just like this post and one will be shuttled your way!

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do you have veggies for yuuto, sawakitetsuya? (。ヘ°)

[shouichitsugami]

[ Ω ]—— “It would be a waste to throw the whole daikon away just because some parts are bad, so cutting them off in detail was my best idea– but boiling and mashing sounds great too! That way there won’t be anything wasteful in the end!” Shouichi looks up to the taller man, face enlightened by the suggestions that render the whole vegetable useful for tonight’s dinner. 

      “I believe having someone to take care of and you can cook anything for is essential to live a happy life. You make candies too? I tried making ones based on vegetables, but I don’t think people liked that.” He chuckles, remembering Mana and Taichi grimacing comically when they ate them. Not everything goes well with vegetables, he guesses, though he’d like to overcome the impossible and someday present the world with the most delicious daikon flavored candies ever.

      “I’m working to become one! Or I used to, since I got here instead.” A hand rubs his chin and he snorts a little sigh. It was going so damn well, too. From then to at least one year he might have been able to open his own restaurant, but he guesses fate didn’t want to give him this satsfaction after all he’d been put through. He shifts the topic back to what the man has mentioned that Shouichi is quite confused about.

      “Who is Yuuto? Your son, perhaps?”

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“Yuuto is my contract holder!  He’s a very kind and gentle boy who wants to make lots and lots of friends.”  Deneb picked up a head of broccoli and looked it over.  Just because he was talking didn’t mean he was going to stop shopping; hours spent with the aunties at local grocery stores during sales had long helped him hone the ability to gossip and find good produce.  “I mostly cook and clean for him, and help him fight when he needs it.  Otherwise Yuuto is very smart and can care for himself.  Right now I think he’s probably out being nice to people and making friends, because deep down I know that’s what he likes to do.” If denial was actual a river and not just a thing that could be used as a pun when talking, Deneb would have both feet in said river and would clearly be swept away.  His blind faith that Yuuto was friendly enough not to make more enemies than anything else was often trouble but the Imagin didn’t really care.  He liked picking up the pieces Yuuto left behind.  Sometimes.  Most of the time.

“But going back to what you’re saying, you can make good candies out of veggies depending on how you prepare them and what you add to them, but I can’t really say much because I don’t think I’ve made any before.  Yuuto is a really picky eater and when I don’t make what he likes he sometimes pile drives me into the carpet.”  His tone as he spoke was still just as upbeat as it had been when he started.  “Yuuto is very good at wrestling moves!  He only uses them on me though because he’s very considerate to his friends and I know that he feels like it would be bad to hurt them.  I’m made of sand so I think I’m okay.”

The green and black Imagin needed to gain a bit more self-awareness as he talked to others, instead of just randomly saying whatever came to his mind.  His tone was very friendly, his manner just as much, but he often felt like if he lied to people or withheld too much of the truth he would be doing them a disservice.

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please be kind to yuuto, strike-form! (｡´∀｀)ﾉ

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“I know that.” Koutaro crosses his arms. He really did not want to talk about this. Of course Teddy would show up at some point. Teddy was a good partner and good partners stuck together, even if the situation was ridiculous. Being kidnapped into a city because of some strange experiment wasn’t going to keep the them apart and despite the small sense of doubt Koutaro felt, he knew Teddy would come for him sooner or later.

That doesn’t keep Koutaro from moping though. Still, he tries his best to answer the fretting Imagin. He only meant well and Koutaro wasn’t going to fault him for that. “You haven’t been here that long than,” he begins, “You’ll find Yuuto soon enough. Or he’ll find you.”

He’s not sure how much he believes his own words.

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Deneb nodded his head, not even remotely worrying about if he found Yuuto or not.  There was going to be nothing stopping him from finding his partner, short of temporary amnesia or Yuuto actually not being here, so he had nothing to fret over.  Things to Deneb where never if, they were always when or where; being eternally optimistic was a blessing in most cases.  “Well in any case, if Tendon never finds you or you never find him you can always come and stay with me and Yuuto?  I know that would make Yuuto very happy, and I would be happy too.”  Yuuto probably did not want Koutaro anywhere near living with him, but Deneb didn’t mind.  He liked all the people in the Nogami family, and he liked all of their Imagin too.

There was a small pause in conversation.  “Have you had a chance to eat?”  It might have seemed completely off topic and sudden, but Deneb (almost) always had a reason behind what he was saying.  Almost.

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     That was relieving to hear. The last thing Eiji was hoping was for there to be a misunderstanding which would lead into further problems with any friends of the other Riders. After all, hand in hand they were all comrades. Whether human, demon, Greeed, vampire or otherwise. 

“ Anyways, now that we’ve gotten that out of the way, how long have you even been here? I can’t imagine for too long, but if it’s longer than anyone else.. “ 

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Deneb shook his head at the question.  “I haven’t been here very long, I think.  I’ve never really been good at keeping track of time when it involves me.”  If it involved Yuuto or one of his friends?  Deneb would know everything right down to the very second.  Personal things? Not so much.  “I live beneath the trees!  It’s nice down there, but without Yuuto.”

“Have you been here a while?  If you say you know Yuuto that means maybe he really is here too and that makes me happy.”

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nice to meet you...to! yuuto! (ﾉ´ヮ´)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧

[watarukurenai]

[ ✥ ]—— After a series of tiresome begging and pleading towards his companion, Kivat obtained the freedom of going around the city alone just for that day. He’s aware of the trouble he caused multiple times to various poor victims, most of which of course didn’t react meekly. Mischievous and insensitive as he is, Kivat still has some common decency and realized he’d put Wataru through so much trouble because of his carelessness.

     This is also why he’d rather have a trip alone. Wataru won’t have to rush over and bow a thousand apologies towards whoever his bat friend accidentally (or not) wronged that day. Now said bat friend can just safely fly away if things get really bad, far from his responsibilities. Not a development Wataru would approve of, but Kivat can pull it off pretty well.

     While observing the city above him, his red eyes catch on something that stands out from the crowd. A dark figure holding a basket full of colorful and bright… stones? Eggs? No, they’re too small to be eggs. Mystery aside, what’s certain is that he’s attracted by the sight like a magpie spotting something shiny, and hence he descends, almost nosediving towards his target with the precision of a bird that had been doing this for years. In a way, he did.

      The basket shakes in the stranger’s arms the moment Kivat slams against it, and then emerges triumphantly with a few candies in his large mouth, happily flapping his wings.

      “Fankkyuu vurry mush!~!” he muffles, trying to speak gratitude towards the person who has kindly let him steal the loot. Nevermind the fact he hasn’t asked for it.

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Oh my.  While Deneb certainly hadn’t planned on being divebombed this early in the day from someone who wasn’t Yuuto, he reacted fairly well to the sudden surprise by not throwing his basket as from from himself as possible.  That didn’t mean there was no jump of course, or mild gurgle of surprise, but at the very least the basket and its contents were kept safe and not sent hurtling through space.  He did hold it out at length though, investigating the creature that had landed inside with a wary eye... at least until he was given a compliment.  Almost instantly his mood brightened and he raised the basket to eye level, allowing for better conversation with this clearly fine fellow with good taste.  It didn’t take hardly anything at all to get the Imagin to change his tune; a simple compliment was more than enough to make him a sudden fan of whomever he was speaking with.

“Oh, thank you.  I made them myself a bit back and was worried they might be getting a little stale.  Do they taste okay?”  Never mind the figure he was speaking with had his mouth full, or was a large talking bat.  Deneb was a monster made entirely out of sand and brought to life by a person’s imagination.  He certainly was not one to judge, if he ever were inclined to.  “These are my melon ones.”

[requippedheart]

[ ☩ ] - Very slowly would Erza look down at the piece of candy held out to her before looking back up at the individual. On the one hand, she could yell indecency and be done with it and haul him off somewhere. On the other.. he looked clothed. Like, completely so that it was kind of boggling in its own right. 

[ ☩ ] - She wasn’t even sure what to make of this fact. He didn’t seem like a mean man by any means but.. the fact he was basically speaking to her in his own way of nude.. she would catch herself staring in utter disbelief, speaking only to ask about.. well.. what he meant. 

“ … What pray tell.. do you mean pictured this way..? “ 

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Sometimes it was pretty easy for Deneb to forget that people didn’t know or understand what an Imagin was.  He was so used to only being around those who knew that sometimes it completely slipped his mind that he wasn’t exactly a common occurrence for about 98% of the population.  “Oh, I am an Imagin!  Originally I was a sort of ball of light without a body, then I possessed someone and he made a contract with me.”  Deneb paused and nodded his head, as though to reassure himself his facts were correct.  “Then!  We made a contract together that I grant a wish for him and I got this body as payment.”

He also got Yuuto as payment, if one wished to look at it that way, but Deneb didn’t... often.  He liked to think of Yuuto as his special gift for finding someone.  “Don’t worry though, I’m one of the good ones!  Most of the others wanted to destroy time, but I fight with Yuuto to protect it!”  Deneb probably should have realized that he was running off at the mouth and causing way more strife than needed, but somehow the topic had turned to Yuuto.  This poor woman with scarlet hair was doomed.

[4649candy-blog]

nice to meet you...to! yuuto! (ﾉ´ヮ´)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧

lordkiva

Things were actually looking really good for Deneb, in terms of life inside Hive City.  He’d adapted well to where he was living, which happened to be close to Yuuto so there were no problems, and he’d made a lot of friends within the different sectors.  There was always something nice to be said about a place based on the caliber of the people who lived within, and as Deneb walked around only a few people screamed but most more or less returned his waves.  He was even able to hand out a few bits of candy here and there and people smiled in return! That was all the Imagin wanted, really, a chance to meet new people and make them smile.  He’d told people once before that he enjoyed cooking and baking because it was always nice to have people tell him it tasted good, so if handing out candies could get him started then Deneb was okay with that.

It was nearing noon, or maybe it was just a little past noon, by the time Deneb decided to call a break and get himself something to eat.  Common sense would have dictated that he could eat his candy rather than try to get food, but if he ate all his candy he’d have nothing left to share with people!  The whole point of going out like this was to meet new people, make new friends, and pawn off a bunch of candy he somehow managed to smuggle into Hive City with him.  It was mostly the make new friends reason, really. As he settled in and placed the basket inside his arms, cradling it gently, the Imagin paused to look around.  It really was such a nice day outside, surrounded by blue skies and the bustle of people moving to and fro.