miya

yes that miya. stop asking me

[chinen-meowya]

Chinen Miya . he/him

Bi & ace 🐈‍⬛

Fish and cats enthusiast. Not looking 4 friends

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Hi im andrew :) he/him trans mlm. Im 17 so no nsfw towards me and obviously no erp. I havent roleplayed since 2021 so be patient with me and dont judge too hard !! Im definitely not projecting and making miya trans and autistic btw nuhuh.

I dont want to link my main to this blog but you'll know its me!

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[sk8er-bi]

You just got back to tumblr to find this out. I pity you

@chinen-meowya

THEY WENT ON A DATE MIYA

MY MOM WENT ON A DATE WITH ADAM

ADAM

AND MY MOM

SHE CAME HOME TALKING ABOUT HOW LOVELY AND RESPECTFUL HE WAS

I'M NEVER GOING TO RECOVER FROM THIS

[chinen-meowya]

When is he going to drop dead isnt he old. It would be useful right now

[he-was-a-sk8terboi]

I'm a terrible people pleaser. Nobody is ever pleased with me.

[chinen-meowya]

Shut up. Thats not true

[chinen-meowya]

Closed rp with @he-was-a-sk8terboi !

Miya is having a sleepover at Rekis, again . He never mentioned the reason, not having the guts to say he just really craves company, especially the redheads. He doesn't need slimes... Except, he does. Despite how loud the older can be, its a nice thing to bring Miya back to his body. Though today seems to not be going so well.

Regardless of how much Reki talks and talks and talks, Miya only hums in response, the missions in his game abandoned in favour of walking and exploring around. He feels off again, like hes merely spectating what hes doing. He doesnt know why it happens, and frankly, he doesnt care. All he cares about is these moments ending; he doesnt like not feeling like his body belongs to him.

He lets out an exhausted sigh, making himself seem even smaller in the corner of the bed he took up.

[he-was-a-sk8terboi]

"-and the twins will be with dad for the weekend, so Koyomi and I were thinking we'd make Mom a pie and... Are you alright?" Reki asked, cutting off his ramblings when he noticed Miya not paying attention. Which, yeah, he usually didn't - especially when Reki went on and on about something for the better part of an hour - but this was different. Somehow. Miya looked distant.

[chinen-meowya]

Miya hums, eyes still glued to the console. "'m fine" he mutters out faintly, closing the game and staring at his collection. He doesn't want to play anything, but he needs something to do. He wishes Reki would just continue talking, because the quiet is making it worse. He speaks a quiet "keep talking", trying - and miserably failing - to tear his eyes away from the console. He shut it off, so he's now just staring at the black screen, fingers pressing buttons and moving the joystick if just to gather some energy for bigger movement.

[he-was-a-sk8terboi]

Reki frowned, but slowly got back into the one-person conversation he was having with himself. He talked about the plans he and his sister were making for their mom's birthday, how he finally nailed that trick he was trying to do, an essay he really doesn't want to write. He talked about anything he could think of.

"-so Cherry and Joe said S is shut down until it's all clear-"

[chinen-meowya]

Despite his better judgement, Miya throws the console somewhere on the floor and lays his head on Reki's shoulder. He tries to joke about it, tell him not to speak about this, but he just sighs. The redheads movements as he speaks are finally, finally bringing him back.

Well, fuck it. Miya hugs Reki's side, pulling his hood up to hide his embarrassed face. Maybe, just maybe, he can finally trust someone.

[he-was-a-sk8terboi]

Reki tensed for a moment, surprised by Miya's sudden show of affection. He didn't say anything at first, just quietly wrapped his arms around the young skater.

"Are you alright?" He asked once more, quiet as he gently rubbed circles into Miya's back. "We don't need to talk about it if you don't want to, but I'm... kinda worried about you. Is it something at home, or...?"

[chinen-meowya]

Miya hugs him tighter "Nothing at home..". Not that anyone is home long enough for there to be anything, he unknowingly whispers. "Just having a bad day, i guess" he melts into the olders side, suddenly tired. He never realised how exhausted he feels until now, and how much he needs to just.. be close to people. How much he needs a hug.

[he-was-a-sk8terboi]

Reki, seeing just how tired Miya was, decided to leave the you're thirteen, your parents or guardians should be around conversation for another time.

"You can take a nap," he suggested. "I don't mind."

[chinen-meowya]

Miya nods, getting more comfortable in Rekis hold. "Dont tell anyone" he tries to joke, but his voice comes out too wobbly. He closes his eyes and slowly falls asleep, soft snores forcing their way out.

[chinen-meowya]

Closed rp with @he-was-a-sk8terboi !

Miya is having a sleepover at Rekis, again . He never mentioned the reason, not having the guts to say he just really craves company, especially the redheads. He doesn't need slimes... Except, he does. Despite how loud the older can be, its a nice thing to bring Miya back to his body. Though today seems to not be going so well.

Regardless of how much Reki talks and talks and talks, Miya only hums in response, the missions in his game abandoned in favour of walking and exploring around. He feels off again, like hes merely spectating what hes doing. He doesnt know why it happens, and frankly, he doesnt care. All he cares about is these moments ending; he doesnt like not feeling like his body belongs to him.

He lets out an exhausted sigh, making himself seem even smaller in the corner of the bed he took up.

[he-was-a-sk8terboi]

"-and the twins will be with dad for the weekend, so Koyomi and I were thinking we'd make Mom a pie and... Are you alright?" Reki asked, cutting off his ramblings when he noticed Miya not paying attention. Which, yeah, he usually didn't - especially when Reki went on and on about something for the better part of an hour - but this was different. Somehow. Miya looked distant.

[chinen-meowya]

Miya hums, eyes still glued to the console. "'m fine" he mutters out faintly, closing the game and staring at his collection. He doesn't want to play anything, but he needs something to do. He wishes Reki would just continue talking, because the quiet is making it worse. He speaks a quiet "keep talking", trying - and miserably failing - to tear his eyes away from the console. He shut it off, so he's now just staring at the black screen, fingers pressing buttons and moving the joystick if just to gather some energy for bigger movement.

[he-was-a-sk8terboi]

Reki frowned, but slowly got back into the one-person conversation he was having with himself. He talked about the plans he and his sister were making for their mom's birthday, how he finally nailed that trick he was trying to do, an essay he really doesn't want to write. He talked about anything he could think of.

"-so Cherry and Joe said S is shut down until it's all clear-"

[chinen-meowya]

Despite his better judgement, Miya throws the console somewhere on the floor and lays his head on Reki's shoulder. He tries to joke about it, tell him not to speak about this, but he just sighs. The redheads movements as he speaks are finally, finally bringing him back.

Well, fuck it. Miya hugs Reki's side, pulling his hood up to hide his embarrassed face. Maybe, just maybe, he can finally trust someone.

[he-was-a-sk8terboi]

Reki tensed for a moment, surprised by Miya's sudden show of affection. He didn't say anything at first, just quietly wrapped his arms around the young skater.

"Are you alright?" He asked once more, quiet as he gently rubbed circles into Miya's back. "We don't need to talk about it if you don't want to, but I'm... kinda worried about you. Is it something at home, or...?"

[chinen-meowya]

Miya hugs him tighter "Nothing at home..". Not that anyone is home long enough for there to be anything, he unknowingly whispers. "Just having a bad day, i guess" he melts into the olders side, suddenly tired. He never realised how exhausted he feels until now, and how much he needs to just.. be close to people. How much he needs a hug.

[chinen-meowya]

Closed rp with @he-was-a-sk8terboi !

Miya is having a sleepover at Rekis, again . He never mentioned the reason, not having the guts to say he just really craves company, especially the redheads. He doesn't need slimes... Except, he does. Despite how loud the older can be, its a nice thing to bring Miya back to his body. Though today seems to not be going so well.

Regardless of how much Reki talks and talks and talks, Miya only hums in response, the missions in his game abandoned in favour of walking and exploring around. He feels off again, like hes merely spectating what hes doing. He doesnt know why it happens, and frankly, he doesnt care. All he cares about is these moments ending; he doesnt like not feeling like his body belongs to him.

He lets out an exhausted sigh, making himself seem even smaller in the corner of the bed he took up.

[he-was-a-sk8terboi]

"-and the twins will be with dad for the weekend, so Koyomi and I were thinking we'd make Mom a pie and... Are you alright?" Reki asked, cutting off his ramblings when he noticed Miya not paying attention. Which, yeah, he usually didn't - especially when Reki went on and on about something for the better part of an hour - but this was different. Somehow. Miya looked distant.

[chinen-meowya]

Miya hums, eyes still glued to the console. "'m fine" he mutters out faintly, closing the game and staring at his collection. He doesn't want to play anything, but he needs something to do. He wishes Reki would just continue talking, because the quiet is making it worse. He speaks a quiet "keep talking", trying - and miserably failing - to tear his eyes away from the console. He shut it off, so he's now just staring at the black screen, fingers pressing buttons and moving the joystick if just to gather some energy for bigger movement.

[he-was-a-sk8terboi]

Reki frowned, but slowly got back into the one-person conversation he was having with himself. He talked about the plans he and his sister were making for their mom's birthday, how he finally nailed that trick he was trying to do, an essay he really doesn't want to write. He talked about anything he could think of.

"-so Cherry and Joe said S is shut down until it's all clear-"

[chinen-meowya]

Despite his better judgement, Miya throws the console somewhere on the floor and lays his head on Reki's shoulder. He tries to joke about it, tell him not to speak about this, but he just sighs. The redheads movements as he speaks are finally, finally bringing him back.

Well, fuck it. Miya hugs Reki's side, pulling his hood up to hide his embarrassed face. Maybe, just maybe, he can finally trust someone.

[chinen-meowya]

Closed rp with @he-was-a-sk8terboi !

Miya is having a sleepover at Rekis, again . He never mentioned the reason, not having the guts to say he just really craves company, especially the redheads. He doesn't need slimes... Except, he does. Despite how loud the older can be, its a nice thing to bring Miya back to his body. Though today seems to not be going so well.

Regardless of how much Reki talks and talks and talks, Miya only hums in response, the missions in his game abandoned in favour of walking and exploring around. He feels off again, like hes merely spectating what hes doing. He doesnt know why it happens, and frankly, he doesnt care. All he cares about is these moments ending; he doesnt like not feeling like his body belongs to him.

He lets out an exhausted sigh, making himself seem even smaller in the corner of the bed he took up.

[he-was-a-sk8terboi]

"-and the twins will be with dad for the weekend, so Koyomi and I were thinking we'd make Mom a pie and... Are you alright?" Reki asked, cutting off his ramblings when he noticed Miya not paying attention. Which, yeah, he usually didn't - especially when Reki went on and on about something for the better part of an hour - but this was different. Somehow. Miya looked distant.

[chinen-meowya]

Miya hums, eyes still glued to the console. "'m fine" he mutters out faintly, closing the game and staring at his collection. He doesn't want to play anything, but he needs something to do. He wishes Reki would just continue talking, because the quiet is making it worse. He speaks a quiet "keep talking", trying - and miserably failing - to tear his eyes away from the console. He shut it off, so he's now just staring at the black screen, fingers pressing buttons and moving the joystick if just to gather some energy for bigger movement.

[chinen-meowya]

Closed rp with @he-was-a-sk8terboi !

Miya is having a sleepover at Rekis, again . He never mentioned the reason, not having the guts to say he just really craves company, especially the redheads. He doesn't need slimes... Except, he does. Despite how loud the older can be, its a nice thing to bring Miya back to his body. Though today seems to not be going so well.

Regardless of how much Reki talks and talks and talks, Miya only hums in response, the missions in his game abandoned in favour of walking and exploring around. He feels off again, like hes merely spectating what hes doing. He doesnt know why it happens, and frankly, he doesnt care. All he cares about is these moments ending; he doesnt like not feeling like his body belongs to him.

He lets out an exhausted sigh, making himself seem even smaller in the corner of the bed he took up.

[chinen-meowya]

I think i forgot to eat at all today. Well theres time tomorrow i guess

[he-was-a-sk8terboi]

EAT! LATE NIGHT SNACKS! FOOD IS IMPORTANT!

YOU'LL NEVER GET TALLER IF YOU DONT EAT! YOU'LL STAY ITTY BITTY FOREVER!

[chinen-meowya]

IM NOT SMALL. And i dont feel hungry anyway

[he-was-a-sk8terboi]

THE DEFINITION OF SMALL IS BIGGER THAN YOU

YOU'RE MINISCULE

EAT! GROW!

[chinen-meowya]

I am NOT miniscule. I dont think theres anything to eat rn though. Shrug

[chinen-meowya]

I think i forgot to eat at all today. Well theres time tomorrow i guess

[he-was-a-sk8terboi]

EAT! LATE NIGHT SNACKS! FOOD IS IMPORTANT!

YOU'LL NEVER GET TALLER IF YOU DONT EAT! YOU'LL STAY ITTY BITTY FOREVER!

[chinen-meowya]

IM NOT SMALL. And i dont feel hungry anyway

[he-was-a-sk8terboi]

NOT CANON TO MY BLOG!! RP with @chinen-meowya :D the boys commit crimes!!

Reki stared at the ID Miya managed to grab from Adam.

"Ainosuke Shindo? Really? Of course he's a politician." Reki gave the ID back to Miya. "All we have to do is figure out where he lives now."

[chinen-meowya]

Miya looks it over a couple times "Well i would assume its the address on here". He glances up at Reki, pointing towards a string of text with a deadpan expression.

[he-was-a-sk8terboi]

Reki blinked.

"Oh. Yeah, that makes sense." He shrugged. "Come on, then. I have all the stuff we need in my bag, we should be good to go. If we get caught I'll just say, uh... That we're there to bribe him away from Langa. Yeah. I can finally give back the money Snake gave me."

[chinen-meowya]

Miya blinks "..what money?" and shakes his head, muttering out a nevermind. "Wait, why do you know how to make bombs? And why do you already have everything for one?" He pokes him with his pointer accusingly.

[he-was-a-sk8terboi]

Reki smiled innocently, patting Miya's head. He grabbed his backpack - not full of school stuff - and his skateboard.

"Wouldn't you like to know," he didn't answer. "Snake gave me bribe money when he hit me with a car and took me to a love hotel. It was actually the same night Shadow got attacked and you and I... Argued."

You lied to me, you traitor!

Argued. That was one way to put it. Destroyed a kid's already shaky trust in him, more like it.

Reki took a breath.

"Anyways! Yeah, I wasn't paying attention and got knocked out by a car going like... Fifteen miles an hour or something like that. Probably shouldn't have gone unconscious but I already barely conscious, so." He shrugged, ending it there. Like that wasn't concerning.

[chinen-meowya]

Miya was at a loss for words. This was.. a lot to process so suddenly.

"wh.. love hotel? You got hit by a car??" He pulls on his sleeve, more so for his own comfort than to prevent Reki from pulling away, his grip weak. He needs something to know he wont leave. If he does anyway, well.. it wouldn't be the first time, miya thinks with a guilty wince.

He ignores the mention of their fight on purpose, the memory of it still blurry but painful in his mind. He still feels betrayed, and he feels guilty for it. But he simply cant get over it! A promise was made and broken, and its hard to forgive and forget. As much as he does try .

[he-was-a-sk8terboi]

Reki set his board down and stepped on. He didn't move far enough away that Miya would have to let go of his hoodie. A physical reassurance to Miya that the other wouldn't leave. A weight keeping Reki from running, like he was prone to do.

"Yeah, but it's fine."

You know what sucks about the way you say 'I'm fine?' The fact you never really are.

"Come on, we need to do this before the sun rises and people start waking up."

[chinen-meowya]

Miya gives a weak, sheepish nod. He takes a few moments before stepping on his own board, hesitant to let go of the redhead. "..if you say so" he mutters

[he-was-a-sk8terboi]

NOT CANON TO MY BLOG!! RP with @chinen-meowya :D the boys commit crimes!!

Reki stared at the ID Miya managed to grab from Adam.

"Ainosuke Shindo? Really? Of course he's a politician." Reki gave the ID back to Miya. "All we have to do is figure out where he lives now."

[chinen-meowya]

Miya looks it over a couple times "Well i would assume its the address on here". He glances up at Reki, pointing towards a string of text with a deadpan expression.

[he-was-a-sk8terboi]

Reki blinked.

"Oh. Yeah, that makes sense." He shrugged. "Come on, then. I have all the stuff we need in my bag, we should be good to go. If we get caught I'll just say, uh... That we're there to bribe him away from Langa. Yeah. I can finally give back the money Snake gave me."

[chinen-meowya]

Miya blinks "..what money?" and shakes his head, muttering out a nevermind. "Wait, why do you know how to make bombs? And why do you already have everything for one?" He pokes him with his pointer accusingly.

[he-was-a-sk8terboi]

Reki smiled innocently, patting Miya's head. He grabbed his backpack - not full of school stuff - and his skateboard.

"Wouldn't you like to know," he didn't answer. "Snake gave me bribe money when he hit me with a car and took me to a love hotel. It was actually the same night Shadow got attacked and you and I... Argued."

You lied to me, you traitor!

Argued. That was one way to put it. Destroyed a kid's already shaky trust in him, more like it.

Reki took a breath.

"Anyways! Yeah, I wasn't paying attention and got knocked out by a car going like... Fifteen miles an hour or something like that. Probably shouldn't have gone unconscious but I already barely conscious, so." He shrugged, ending it there. Like that wasn't concerning.

[chinen-meowya]

Miya was at a loss for words. This was.. a lot to process so suddenly.

"wh.. love hotel? You got hit by a car??" He pulls on his sleeve, more so for his own comfort than to prevent Reki from pulling away, his grip weak. He needs something to know he wont leave. If he does anyway, well.. it wouldn't be the first time, miya thinks with a guilty wince.

He ignores the mention of their fight on purpose, the memory of it still blurry but painful in his mind. He still feels betrayed, and he feels guilty for it. But he simply cant get over it! A promise was made and broken, and its hard to forgive and forget. As much as he does try .

[chinen-meowya]

I think i forgot to eat at all today. Well theres time tomorrow i guess

[he-was-a-sk8terboi]

NOT CANON TO MY BLOG!! RP with @chinen-meowya :D the boys commit crimes!!

Reki stared at the ID Miya managed to grab from Adam.

"Ainosuke Shindo? Really? Of course he's a politician." Reki gave the ID back to Miya. "All we have to do is figure out where he lives now."

[chinen-meowya]

Miya looks it over a couple times "Well i would assume its the address on here". He glances up at Reki, pointing towards a string of text with a deadpan expression.

[he-was-a-sk8terboi]

Reki blinked.

"Oh. Yeah, that makes sense." He shrugged. "Come on, then. I have all the stuff we need in my bag, we should be good to go. If we get caught I'll just say, uh... That we're there to bribe him away from Langa. Yeah. I can finally give back the money Snake gave me."

[chinen-meowya]

Miya blinks "..what money?" and shakes his head, muttering out a nevermind. "Wait, why do you know how to make bombs? And why do you already have everything for one?" He pokes him with his pointer accusingly.

[he-was-a-sk8terboi]

NOT CANON TO MY BLOG!! RP with @chinen-meowya :D the boys commit crimes!!

Reki stared at the ID Miya managed to grab from Adam.

"Ainosuke Shindo? Really? Of course he's a politician." Reki gave the ID back to Miya. "All we have to do is figure out where he lives now."

[chinen-meowya]

Miya looks it over a couple times "Well i would assume its the address on here". He glances up at Reki, pointing towards a string of text with a deadpan expression.

[chinen-meowya]

My music taste is superior even when its not

[chinen-meowya]

I forgot im real and have needs lol