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Spirited Away (2001) dir. Hayao Miyazaki
"I knew it"
My character has been feeling unwell and trying to hide it. Your character finally catches mine in their lie. Send me “I knew it.” for my characters reaction to yours finding out. @coolbutnastykenji
Sitting in her bed, curled up, Mei-Rin tried to calm down. No, she could not get sick now, not now, there were so many things to be done… and she had left the guest in the corridor, having told him she needed to go to the bathroom…
With a quiet groan, she fell down onto the pillows, and that was when the door opened and said guest stepped in.
“It’s… it’s alright,” she forced a smile, looking at him, deciding to continue the lie, so he would not worry. “I just… I guess I’ve eaten too much…”
“Who said I am not feeling well,” she muttered, trying not to show her lie and how embarrassed she was. Lowering her sight, she tried to ignore the closeness between them. They definitely should not be so close to each other…
“Besides, I am not pushing myself too hard. I am doing less than usually… and normally I don’t rest in the middle of the day,” she noticed, wrapping her arms around herself.
“Yeah yeah, you rest there I’ll go find some medicine for you.” Kenji smiled as he brushed the bangs off the woman’s face, revealing her forehead. He knew that she was avoiding him, Kenji thought that he might have been too invasive and backed off to give the woman some space. “I’ll be back alright. Don’t go fainting on me.”
thebloomingrose family + coolbutnastykenji
{❤️}; Himeros suddenly pulls out a chair beside the male and smiles.
“Mind if I join you? Or were you reserving this seat for someone else?” He asked the other male with a charming smile and a gentle look in his eyes.
“Oh no I’m not waiting for anyone. Please do.” Kenji gestured to the seat next to him and quickly drank his whiskey. The man caught him off guard so to hide his surprise, he downed his glass as a cover, not thinking that he might get drunk later.
the-amane-siblings + coolbutnastykenji
The morning sun kissed the ground with a touch of light. Enoki stretched and got herself ready for the day. She took the week off from work for a much-deserved break. “Mmmm, I wonder who’s gonna be at the bar today.”
Attending that cesspool of alcohol and perverted eyes was her secret guilty pleasure. She got dressed in a casual black tank top and tight blue jeans, and made her way to the bar, right at 10:00 am.
The noise of heels clacking on the floor annoyed Kenji, but he couldn’t blame his fellow male waiters for their inexperience. As soon as he swapped shifts with his friend, the door of the bar swung open and a young woman dressed in dark clothes entered.
“Welcome!” Kenji spoke in the friendliest terms he had ever been “Would like to sit at the bar or a table?”
Please Don’t Kiss the Bride
It was the dreaded moment. It was coming. That dreaded instruction… Heart pounding at the mere thought of romantic interaction; So gross.
“You may now kiss the bride,”
The words chimed and rang - an audience pensive and waiting. Why on Earth was this a custom?
Attempting to mouth an objection, her gaze flickered between the registrar, the crowd and finally onto Kenji. Widened, frightened eyes reluctantly watched on at the scene. Desperately, with her eyes - she begged her arranged marriage partner to not put her through such embarrassing shame.
Please.Don’t.
It was a joyous celebration, getting to be a part someone’s life… how wonderful of an event can it be? Or not. As Kenji signed his name on that cripsy piece of paper, a yawn came from behind. It was his younger brother. Well, he couldn’t blame him as he was attending his brother’s wedding, an arranged marriage to boot. As soon as the formalities were over, the dreaded moment came. He had to kiss the ‘bride’ or in his terms: to seal the deal. One look at his future wife and Kenji knew she was uncomfortable. Kissing a stranger? That’s easy for Kenji but a friend and not to mention one that he knew for decades? Incomprehensible.
“How did things even end up like this?” Kenji whispered as he lifted Joy's jaw, ready to approach.
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"I knew it"
My character has been feeling unwell and trying to hide it. Your character finally catches mine in their lie. Send me “I knew it.” for my characters reaction to yours finding out. @coolbutnastykenji
Sitting in her bed, curled up, Mei-Rin tried to calm down. No, she could not get sick now, not now, there were so many things to be done… and she had left the guest in the corridor, having told him she needed to go to the bathroom…
With a quiet groan, she fell down onto the pillows, and that was when the door opened and said guest stepped in.
“It’s… it’s alright,” she forced a smile, looking at him, deciding to continue the lie, so he would not worry. “I just… I guess I’ve eaten too much…”
The maid had asked him to wait outside, but sensing something was wrong Kenji quietly hid his footsteps with the maid’s, making sure she won’t notice him following from behind. Upon entering a dimly-lit room, Kenji found the maid to be quite short of breath and her cheeks flushed with pink. Sighing he crept up the bed and placed his forehead on hers, checking her temperature.
“Oi, oi, if you’re not feeling well Mei-Rin you shouldn’t push yourself too hard.”
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Kind Emotional Naughty ;) Judgmental Irresitable tbh Kenji is pretty hard
Tagging: @the-amane-siblings :)
Kyoto, Japan, 2016
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A cigarette was hanging from his lips and he was tired, all slumped deep into his chair. Kenji knew today was going to be hectic at the bar today as it was its fifth year anniversary and his boss being the cruel, distasteful prick, suggested “Men in heels” to commerate such an event. The alarm on his phone went off and he started squinting at the light hanging above him. “Shit. It’s already 9?” He sighed as he dreadfully wore back the black heels his neighbour lent him and clicked them on the ground, making sure they won’t slip off his feet.
Tokyo, Japan, 2015
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thebloomingrose family + coolbutnastykenji
Tracing the rim of his whiskey glass and his chin resting on his hand, Kenji observed the bar: there were men shouting at the television screen, hoping that their supporting team would at least be able to score one goal in today’s match. Kenji knew of this World Cup, the thought of it made him chuckle. What could possibly be so entertaining as it was just a game of kicking a ball into a post and a net? He then looked from the corner of his eye, a table of women, dressed rather skimpily and conversing in hush tones. To him, their wall of defence was too high for Kenji to invade, even he was quite the ladies’ man. Soon after he gave up on thinking that he could pick up some girls and went straight back to drinking his whiskey, feeling remorse.