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ooc // I meant to make this post last night but forgot to, but I’m taking a hiatus from this blog and fandom. I don’t know when I’ll come back, if at all tbh. As much as I love Yuusaku and VRAINS, there are just other forces at play here that I am not going to discuss in public.

Thank you for your time, and sorry for the inconvenience.

#:// mundane words :// .OOC.

lilac-rph

𝘚𝘰 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 if I’m not okay? —— I’m not okay.

#:// three reasons why :// .MUSINGS.#:// offline :// .Q.

lilac-rph

Your heart is 𝙩𝙤𝙤 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙫𝙮 — from things you carry a long time.

Been 𝘶𝘱 You been 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯.

Tired & you don’t know 𝙬𝙝𝙮.

#:// three reasons why :// .MUSINGS.#:// offline :// .Q.

himemeaw-deactivated20210914

「ＡＩ遊」

#:// yuusaku fujiki ★ playmaker :// .IMG.#:// ai ★ dark ignis :// .IMG.#:// aiball :// .SHIP.#:// offline :// .Q.

&& TAKERU

Takeru knew which one he should’ve opened first. No matter what Yuusaku had decided to get him, the present was sure to be something he liked—even if it felt awkward that Yuusaku was giving him his gift here while Takeru’s box for his friend sat down stairs, mixed in with the rest of the presents. Still though-

Something kept bringing Takeru back to the mysterious box wrapped in red from ‘Santa’ first. It wasn’t large, but it was a small gift either; and the handwriting wasn’t something Takeru cound recognize. Definitely not from his grandparents or Kiku and Yuusaku didn’t seem too interested in it.

“Do you really think these aren’t safe to open up around anyone else down stairs? I mean, I thought using ‘Santa’ was just a way to keep the sender hidden because…Santa doesn’t really exist.” Right…?

“You don’t know who left these here?” Takeru tugged over his box, giving the mystery package a light shake. No noise from the inside that he could hear, but the gift inside felt like something soft to him.

| ❖ | Fingers traced the frail paper on the box, absentmindedly making their way to one of the taped pieces in order to tear the material apart. Yuusaku’s gaze ended up landing on Takeru as he took a more hands-on approach to the gift; it wasn’t as if shaking the item would reveal too many clues about its content, but the action showed that the fiery teen’s interest was piqued. ❝ Well, if the sender is who I think it is, then I don’t think it’s safe to open them around unaffiliated parties. ❞ Whether the last words would be able to prompt Takeru into realizing that these presents could be dangerous was up in the air.

Sighing, Yuusaku hooked a finger under an opening in the wrapping paper, pulling it apart enough to see a brown, cardboard box underneath. ❝ I have an hunch that the sender is Ai. I’m not one hundred percent sure, but he’s the only one I can think of that would bother to use such a silly alias to send a gift under. ❞ He didn’t want to dwell on the thought of Ai sending him a gift. It’s only been a few weeks since his loss at the Ignis’s hand, and the whole ordeal was a lot for him to process. Accepting Takeru’s invitation to spend winter break in Hibana was to help get away from his problems --

But it seems that Yuusaku can’t escape from this reality.

❝ It may be safer if one of us opens this box first. I. . . don’t want to believe Ai would send something malicious to either of us, but we can’t be too cautious. ❞

#:// light it up now i'm burning :// .SOULBURNINGS.#:// seize the wind :// .IC.#:// virtual reboot s3 :// .VERSE.

ooc // Can I just say that Playmaker has one of the best theme songs I’ve heard in a while? It’s just [chef kiss] magnificent! ( x )

#:// mundane words :// .OOC.

ooc // HAPPY NEW YEARS EVERYONE! May 2020 be a better year and decade for us all.

#:// mundane words :// .OOC.

TOPIC: Adults & Authority

>> One of the many side effects of the Lost Incident is that Yuusaku has essentially lost most of his trust in adults. Even as a child, he was more than aware that only an adult could have put him through so much hardship, and thus his distrust could only grow. He was also wary of the therapist the orphanage brought in due to the simple fact that she was an adult ( yet another reason as to why the therapy ultimately didn’t work for him ).

>> It’s because of his lacking faith & trust in adults that allows for Yuusaku to cherish his bond with Kusanagi as much as he does. Initially they were nothing more than acquaintances who banded together to fight against a shared foe; yet as time passed, he was able to see just how much the older man was willing to go to protect not only his little brother, but Yuusaku as well.

>> As the story progresses and Yuusaku is able to ease open the door to his heart, he also learns to trust adults -- but not every adult. A sense of wariness and doubt will always overshadow his interactions with people much older than himself, but a small handful of adults have proven their worth to him. Right now, this list is Kusanagi, Zaizen Akira, and Ghost Girl.

>> When it comes to adults in authoritative positions, Yuusaku still shows to have great difficulty trusting them. Due to this, he always has his guard up and scrutinizes every word they say ( including words of supposed knowledge ).

>> Out of all the possible specialistic types, Yuusaku trusts scientists and doctors the least. As he grew older and gained more knowledge about the Lost Incident, it was easy to see that those who pursue scientific development were the ones in charge of causing his trauma. As such, scientists, doctors, and just about anyone whose interests reside in scientific fields pertaining to research and experimentation related to humans are always the ones to distrust the most.

#:// hacking the code :// .HC.

| ❖ | The start of a new year was on the horizon, and Yuusaku wasn’t sure if he had any particularly strong feelings on the matter. For someone such as himself in which the passage of time flows in a skewed way, there wasn’t anything special about a new year. Resolutions only meant as much as the effort an individual was willing to invest into them. With that being said --

❝ Perhaps this time, things will be different. ❞

#:// seize the wind :// .IC.#( doesn't really pertain to any particular ver tbh )

memeingovermemes

My muse has to tell nothing but the truth for 10 asks.

Ask them funny questions, get personal, query about the people around them or pester them for their deepest darkest secrets - go wild! Include ✘ with the asks!

#:// email sent :// .MEME.

@silentxlight || .closed starter.

| ❖ | The streets of Den City were always full of life, even as the sun slowly sets behind the horizon, its rays peeking out over the looming skyscrapers. It hadn’t been that long ago when Kusanagi dropped him off at his apartment building for a ‘mandatory’ break, but after the heated argument with Jack, Yuusaku couldn’t remain there any longer. There wasn’t anywhere he could run off to and do something productive for their mission; however, there was one area in this vast city that should be quieter than the bustling streets.

Stardust Road -- the cliff-side plaza on the outskirts of town, facing the ocean with a tremendous yet rare beautiful site. Yuusaku occasionally pondered over why this particular spot wasn’t more popular, but he never really complained regardless. Peace and quiet were two of his best friends, especially in times like these where his mind was clouded with anger and frustration.

How dare Jack of all people just waltz back into his life and say such aggravating and distracting things? Not to mention the repeated mentions of Yusei and him almost dying. Yuusaku sincerely hoped that their mutual friend was only exaggerating the details for whatever circumstances that would lead to such high tales. With a sigh, he leans against the iron-cold railing that overlooked the ocean, viridescent green eyes gazing over the darkening water. Yuusaku doubted that the starry spectacle would occur tonight, but perhaps he would be lucky?

A sudden shudder races down his spine -- the winds weren’t so cold as to illicit a response like that from him. If the tranquility of Stardust Road had been enough to ease him, it was no longer effective. Something was. . . a disturbance? Yuusaku wasn’t quite sure how to describe the sensation, but the feeling of dread that was sinking down onto his shoulders brought his guard up. With his hands still wrapped around the metal railing, he turns his body around to scan the area around him. So far there was nothing ( or no one ) there, but appearances could be deceiving.

❝ Show yourself, I know you’re there. ❞ Regardless, Yuusaku could feel the eyes on him, watching.

#silentxlight #:// seize the wind :// .IC.#:// virtual reboot s2 :// .VERSE.#:// drive by lights :// .VERSE.

nero-46

PLAYMAKER

#:// yuusaku fujiki ★ playmaker :// .IMG.#:// offline :// .Q.

&& TAKERU

“Not really. I mean, I’ve been up for awhile. It’s just-”

Takeru let Yuusaku move past before he blinked down at the presents that’d been handed to him. He didn’t mind Yuusaku rolling him out of his room this early, but…he just couldn’t get why his friend was so insistent they open these gifts in here and not down stairs with the rest of them later.

Wasn’t that usually what Christmas was for? Opening all their presents at once around the small Christmas tree his grandparents had up? Either way though, Takeru would lightly tap his room’s door back shut with a foot before he’d follow after Yuusaku.

“What’s so special about these that we’ve gotta open them in here anyway?”

Were they both from Yuusaku? From someone they both knew back in Den City? From someone online that knew their identities in Link VRAINS?? Obviously there had to be something up with the two bags Takeru had finally sat down on his desk for Yuusaku to want to keep them private.

But what?

| ❖ | ❝ I don’t know, actually, ❞ Yuusaku admitted. ❝ I just know that whatever was sent to us, it probably isn’t safe to open around other people. Look at who the ‘sender’ is. ❞ With a sigh, Yuusaku sat cross-legged on the floor, his back against the sideboard of Takeru’s bed. The two presents from the mysterious ‘Santa’ were shaped exactly the same -- a medium-large, cube-shaped box. The only real difference was the wrapping paper: his gift was wrapped in dark violet, and Takeru’s in maroon red.

❝ However, the gift bag is actually from me to you. I wasn’t sure if you would like this present, so I wanted to give it now. ❞ Best to be upfront with his thoughts now versus later, right? Yuusaku knew he wasn’t well versed with the art of choosing gifts, but he did want to make some sort of effort this year for his best friend. If all else fails, his present of chocolates and a hoodie are wrapped downstairs. ❝ If you don’t like it, I’ll understand. You won’t need to act polite about it around your grandparents if that’s the case. ❞

❝ I’ll let you decide which one to open first -- mine or ‘Santa.’ ❞ And yes, he did use his fingers to put air-quotes around that specific word.

#:// light it up now i'm burning :// .SOULBURNINGS.#:// seize the wind :// .IC.#:// virtual reboot s3 :// .VERSE.

&& JACK ATLAS

Honestly Jack wasn’t even sure if he knew Yusaku at any point at all. Of course they grew up together, but the younger one always had been so quiet. Stayed mostly on his own. Yusei somehow had reached him. But Jack never really had bothered to try.

So the other one had friends. It was…kinda relieving to hear but somehow it rubbed him off just the wrong way.

“Well you never gave up the chance to become friends like that.” he replied, forced himself to stay calm even though there was some bite in his voice. “Instead you went and replaced not only us, but Yusei as well. He nearly died recently. Twice. But you probably don’t care about this either.”

For a moment he felt silent, watching the little cleaning robot instead. Yeah… why was he even here? It was the big question, hu? Yusaku probably won’t like the answer though.

“You probably won’t believe it, but I was worried about you. I haven’t heard anything from you for weeks. Wanted to make sure you’re actually still alive.”

He couldn’t look into Yusei’s eyes anymore otherwise. But the other one didn’t need to know that.

| ❖ | If surprise was an emotion that the other never expected to see, then the blanching of horror would immensely feel out of place. Yusei almost died? Twice? He really has missed a lot. Hands clenching into fists, Yuusaku turned his book-bag upside down to allow a few textbooks and binders tumble out onto the bed. He did have plans to catch up on his studies, but at this rate, his mind will be too clouded to focus.

How dare Jack make such dastardly assumptions about him! ❝ I didn’t replace any of you! Especially not Yusei of all people. ❞ Of course he cares, and if he had been with his old Satellite gang, Yuusaku would have done everything in his power to protect them. But he wasn’t there. Even if he could go back in time to change this, it wasn’t like he could afford to. LINK VRAINS needed Playmaker during the Knights of Hanoi’s terrorism. If it wasn’t him to have captured Ai all those months ago, who knows how the present would have been shaped.

With a huff, Yuusaku unclasps his duel disk from his wrist, ignoring the high-pitched whine from the Ignis as he puts him in the usual cabinet. No, after that comment about Yusei, he knew he wouldn’t be able to study even if he could get Jack to leave.

❝ Well, I didn’t ask for you to worry about me. I haven’t had time lately for such leisure as getting into contact with you. ❞ He’s not staying here any longer; even if he wanted to go into LINK VRAINS to get his mind back on track with the mission, there were too many risks involved with Lightning’s gang lurking undetected. Right now, he wanted to be alone with his thoughts, and without another word, Yuusaku marches right back up the stairs and slams the door on his way out of his apartment.

Silence reigned supreme in the tiny room for several moments as Ai’s head poked out of the duel disk. Locked back in that cabinet, once again. How annoying! ❝ Ugh, this evening is not going according to my plans. I better call for Roboppi to get me out of here. ❞

#stxrnstaub #:// seize the wind :// .IC.#:// virtual reboot s2 :// .VERSE.#:// drive by lights :// .VERSE.

@pinkrival || .closed starter.

| ❖ | It was strange in his opinion -- despite being the most familiar with the grand cities of Unova as well as Kalos more-populated areas, Yuusaku still found himself drained in energy when it comes to Galar’s size. Yet there was a sense of awe at how foreign everything was in comparison to his previous travels. Nowhere else other than here has he found a region so enamored with the concept of gym battles and the Pokemon League. Granted, their League was only held once a year in comparison to others, but everything was a spectacle. It was rather odd, because it seems that the only type of trainer who matters here are those who participate in battling. That might simply be because Yuusaku knew he wasn’t that into the battling scene like many others, but it still didn’t sway his opinion. Perhaps Takeru would enjoy this sort of challenge?

Regardless, he enjoyed traveling this region. The rural parts were especially calming, and his trek through Glimwood Tangle had a flare of mystical to it. Even the ending town, Ballonlea, was appearing to be quaint ( even if there was one of those Stadiums in the background ).

❝ I need to find the Pokemon Center, ❞ Yuusaku mused to himself. His team turned out to not be quite suited for the forest of fairy types, and everyone was exhausted.

#:// everyone pound your feet to this phenomenon :// .PINKRIVAL.#:// seize the wind :// .IC.#:// a path to grey skied futures :// .VERSE.