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Take me to the Coffee || En and Hikaru
theflashingprince:
En stood alone, observing the giant crowd from a distance. He had shown up early to check out the festival and had managed to check out most of the booths before the crowd showed up. A lot of the booths had focused on food or drinks, so he managed to eat both breakfast and lunch at the festival. Both meals had been fulfilling and quite tasty as well. Maybe if there werenât any crowds, En would have considered returning another day to eat at some of the other booths. However, the sheer amount of people that were at the festival made it a pain to navigate.
Clutching his bag a little bit closer to his chest, En weaved through the crowd. In his bag was some mementos from the other booths that he wanted to give Yumoto as a Christmas present. He finally managed to make it out of the crowd. Turning back around, En stared at the massive horde of people. He couldnât believe he had managed to find his way back to the entrance through that mass. En was about to turn around and leave when he was approached by another.
âYou want me to help you find some coffee?â Asked En incredulously. He sighed. The only place where he had coffee was at the booth where he had eaten breakfast, which was more or less on the other side of the festival grounds. What a pain in the ass. âI know a place,â started En. âThereâs this booth called âCoffee Lifeâ thatâs pretty good, but itâs on the other side of the grounds.â He hoped the other man would leave him alone or at the most, just ask for directions. En wasnât exactly in the mood to play tour guide.
If it hadnât been for his time at Ouran, Hikaru wouldnât have been able to approach the man without his request coming out as a strict request. With the way the guy had reacted, the rich boy knew that his words had come off more easygoing. âYeah, thatâs exactly what I want.â
It was relieving to learn that some stall actually did have coffee here--he wasnât misinformed in the least. This would work wonders. And according to the guy it was good coffee. Hikaru must have hit the motherload with his good luck.
Old habits werenât quick to just disappear. After the man had indicated the direction of the coffee stall, Hikaruâs head rolled in the direction. His eyes took in the sight of the massive crowd and his inability to actually see the place. This wouldnât do at all. âYou should show me where itâs at. I wontâ be able to navigate this... fiasco all by my lonesome,â he said, faking a tear.
fumikomu:
   Well, the strangerâs worries were in the right place. No matter how old Makkachin was, he was a jumper moreso than anything else, though for now the poodle seemed content staring up at the stranger and sitting right in his path, as if he were expecting something.
   Yuuri picked up the spare fruits that had been left on the pavement around the three of them, vowing to wash them thoroughly later.Â
   âUsually he does, but he seems calm enough.â
   That was when he looked at his company a little more closely, and a thought popped into his head.
   âDo you go to the high school here? I have a friend who just moved here, and I think heâs going there soon.â
Does what? Bite? No, the stranger had confirmed that he wasnât a bite. So jumping, Hikaru wouldnât have to worry about the dog jumping on him. That was good, great even, if it played out that way. It would ensure that the cleanliness of his jacket and pants would stay intact. He couldnât risk either of these two garments becoming dirty.
How would they get clean?
Luckily for Hikaru, the dog seemed calm enough. Whatever that actually meant. It seemed like it could be good, so he would have to take the otherâs words.
âHigh school?â the words left his lips and he could feel something pop momentarily in his forehead. It wasnât really anything to get mad about. He had only just graduated high school, of course there would be some people that would confuse his school status.âNo, no, no. Iâm a freshman at the university. I moved here mainly to attend the school, actually.â
đ Masquerade Ball Starters đ
âDid you really think hiding your cheek bones was going to fool anyone?â âDo IâŠknow you?â âHave we met before?â âAre you sure I donât know you?â âYour eyes are absolutely captivating.â âI donât think weâve met yet.â âMay I have this dance?â âYou look positively enchanting this evening.â âIâd know those dazzling eyes anywhere.â âThese skirts make it so hard to move.â âSome of these costumes are so extravagant. They must have cost a fortune.â âYou look quite ravishing in that dress.â âYou look quite handsome in that suit.â âCan I see your face?â âI donât think you want to see my face.â âMy God, you could fit an entire circus under her pannier. Howâd she even fit through the door?â âChampagne?â âMy feet are killing me.â âI never thought Iâd see you in something so fancy.â âI feel like Iâm rubbing elbows with the queen right now.â âCare to sneak away with me? I doubt we will be missed.â âCan you guess who I am under here?â âIâd compliment your beauty, but I canât see it under there. Youâll have to accept my compliments to your mask instead, itâs quite lovely.â âI canât hear you through that mask. Did you really have to choose one that covers your mouth?â âDo you know who I am?â âDo you know who she is?â âDo you know who he is?â âYouâre very light on your feet.â âOw! Itâs like you have two left feet.â âIâm a terrible dancer.â âWho cares if youâre a good dancer? Have fun! No one will know itâs you anyway!â âNo oneâs asked me to dance all nightâŠâ âI feel like Iâm in a dream!â âCan we please go home? This is torture.â âHow did I ever let you talk me into coming here?â âI prefer watching from the sidelines to participating.â âYouâve spent the entire evening at the snack table.â âCan I cut in?â âI have to go.â âIâm not supposed to be here. If they catch me Iâm in trouble!â âPlease. What is your name? I want to see you again.â
At midnight on New Yearâs Day like
âIâve killed it. Oh! Everything I touch gets ruined.â
A Charlie Brown Christmas Sentence Starter Meme || Not Accepting
âIâm pretty sure that-â
Hkaruâs eyes widened when he finally took the thing into his sight. âWow! How did you even manage to do it?â He leaned closer for a better inspection. âI didnât even know it could look like this.â
âYou DO think Iâm beautiful, donât you?â
A Charlie Brown Christmas Sentence Starter Meme || Not AcceptingÂ
âOh yes, very beautiful.ââ
It definitely wasnât a lie. The older male was a beautiful person, even according to Hikaruâs own standards. âDo you use anything on your skin?â he asked. He had to know.Â
"Christmas is coming, but Iâm not happy. I donât feel the way Iâm supposed to feel."
A Charlie Brown Christmas Sentence Starter Meme || Not Accepting
âHow exactly are you supposed to feel?â
âItâs only commercialized that we have to feel happy this time of the year. But why?â He cradled his chin between his thumb and index finger, almost as if he was thinking in a sense. âYou can not be happy even at this time of the year. You can talk about it if you want.â
âTry to catch snowflakes on your tongue. Itâs fun.â
A Charlie Brown Christmas Sentence Starter Meme || Not Accepting
âI donât see how something so trivial like this could be fun.â
Yet, Hikaru still decided to try it. There had to be a method to the madness that was the happiness on Vascoâs face. He stuck his tongue out and frowned when he couldnât catch one. Jumping around, he tried to get the biggest flakes he could until he finally got it.
âThat was great!â
âYou didnât answer me right away. You had to think about it first, didnât you?â
A Charlie Brown Christmas Sentence Starter Meme || Not Accepting
âWhat, no?â HIkaru defended, his laugh filling the air. âWhat would make you think that I had to think.â
âWas it really that noticeable?â
âI know when Iâve been insulted. I KNOW WHEN IâVE BEEN INSULTED.â
A Charlie Brown Christmas Sentence Starter Meme || Not Accepting
âOh, do you?â
âI thought i was being perfectly discreet,â he said, taking a deep breath. He pressed his lips together as he shrugged his shoulders. âGuess Iâll just have to try again.â
âEverything I do turns into a disaster.â
A Charlie Brown Christmas Sentence Starter Meme || Not Accepting
âA disaster?â Hikaru repeated.
âI wouldnât really call this a disaster, but Iâd definitely call it less than good. Just try again and this⊠mess could be better. Could.â
A Charlie Brown Christmas {Sentence Starters}
âYou DO think Iâm beautiful, donât you?â
âEverything I do turns into a disaster.â
âDonât you know sarcasm when you hear it?â
âIâve killed it. Oh! Everything I touch gets ruined.â
âYouâre an absolute mess. Just look at yourself.â
âI think there must be something wrong with me.â
âI canât memorize these lines. This is ridiculous.â
âTry to catch snowflakes on your tongue. Itâs fun.â
âOn the contrary, I didnât think I looked THAT good.â
âThis is the music Iâve selected for the Christmas play.â
âI guess I really donât know what Christmas is all about.â
âItâs not bad at all, really. Maybe it just needs a little love.â
âGive me one good reason why I should memorize this.â
âYouâve got to take direction! Youâve got to have discipline!â
âIsnât there anyone who knows what Christmas is all about?â
âAll I want is what I have coming to me. All I want is my fair share.â
âI know when Iâve been insulted. I KNOW WHEN IâVE BEEN INSULTED.â
âYou didnât answer me right away. You had to think about it first, didnât you?â
âAre you afraid of responsibility? If you are, then you have hypengyophobia.â
âChristmas is coming, but Iâm not happy. I donât feel the way Iâm supposed to feel.â
âYou know, Santa Claus and ho-ho-ho, and mistletoe and presents to pretty girlsâŠâ
âI know nobody likes me. Why do we have to have a holiday season to emphasize it?â
âBoy, what a sound! How I love the sound of clinking money! That beautiful sound of cold hard cash!â
âUgh! Iâve been kissed by a dog! I have dog germs! Get hot water! Get some disinfectant! Get some Iodine!â
Color Palette Meme
harietto asked: Hitachiin twins with pastel & pale colors
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âAre you hearing this?â A troubled blond turned to face the other man who seemed just as upset and felt cheated as he did. This was blasphemy, wrong and no matter how tightly Demyx clenched a fist and pointed fingers at those bearer of bad news, there was no way to turn back the clock to prevent hearing the cruel announcement. They were no longer serving his favorite dish.
âDiscontinued, gone! Just like that!â The restaurant representative wasnât at fault, but glaring at her helped calm down his nerves, andâ
A second later slumping his shoulders, he recalled the last bittersweet memory he shared with the meal. âI didnât even get a chance to say goodbye.â
The Daily Special was something that Hikaru had accidentally ordered one day and he had come to love it. It was something that he would order whenever he had the chance, especially when he came into this part of the city.
Except now the special was gone. He was beyond shocked. Â And he wasnât the only one. The other personâs anger and disappointment mixed with Hikaruâs own, and the redhead honestly felt bad for the manager. He was on the receiving end of two pissed off customers.
âHow could they just stop something that was so magical... so delicious?â Hikaru could feel his heart breaking with every passing moment. It was truly a crime for this meal to be discontinued. How else would he ever taste something so sweet again?
âGoodbye should never be a thing,â he mused. âIf there only was a way that we could bring it back.â
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Her shift at Glee Cafe was coming to a long anticipated finish and, on a scale of 0-10, Touka currently placed around 8 on the spectrum of rapidly losing steam. Sheâd worked in a coffee shop for the best part of her teenage years, elbow grease and manic shifts scarcely phased the hard grafter that she was. Being obliged to erupt into song on command of customers though, that was was an entirely new brand of humiliation for her to be introduced to!
And just to add plague to this abasement of staff spirit, the powers that be in charge of running the popular joint had specified that only Christmas songs were to be sung for the duration of December. Because who didnât love to belt out carolling tunes to demanding strangers while serving them hot drinks and pastries?
Ten minutes remained on the clock until her freedom, with one table remaining to wait on, Touka was confident she could conclude the deal without a single musical note leaving her lips. Forcing the edges of her mouth up into a smile, a pen was plucked from behind her ear ready to scrawl the next order down.
â Good afternoon sir, welcome to Glee Cafe. â
â What can I get you? âÂ
Three hour lectures were the absolute worst. True, Hikaru knew that it was his own fault for signing up for these specific classes. But he would prefer to have a late class once a week rather than the same class multiple days. Sadly, todayâs class seemed to be more agonizingly slow than the others during the semester.Â
It were the days like these that he knew that he deserved a treat of some kind. Though it meant leaving the district and heading to another, he knew that it would be worth it one way or another. Either his treat would be one that he would remember for a bit or he would be overjoyed by the experience that he caused. One way to another, it was something for him to look forward to.
He wandered, looking for an appropriate place, until he found Glee Cafe. It wasnât a place that he had gone to yet, so now seemed like an opportune time. He quickly found his place to sit, leaning back in his chair as he glanced at the small menu. Luckily he wasnât too hungry; all the options here were light treats, literal treats, and not any food item that could sustain his hunger.
But luckily he had been feeling a sweet tooth coming in.
Amber eyes flickering to the waitress, he took one last glance at the menu before setting it down. âYeah, hi there. Iâll start off with your daily special--the chocolate pie, I think it is. And I was wondering what kind of comm--coffee you had. Unless you only have one kind.â