the bad twin

Hikaru Hitachiin Devilishly handsome twin Affiliated with Red Thread RP

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[[ One day I'll have a Kaoru to role play with ]]

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Take me to the Coffee || En and Hikaru

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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 weren’t 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 couldn’t 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.

“You want me to help you find some coffee?” 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. “I know a place,” started En. “There’s this booth called ‘Coffee Life’ that’s pretty good, but it’s on the other side of the grounds.” He hoped the other man would leave him alone or at the most, just ask for directions. En wasn’t exactly in the mood to play tour guide.

If it hadn’t been for his time at Ouran, Hikaru wouldn’t 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. “Yeah, that’s exactly what I want.”

It was relieving to learn that some stall actually did have coffee here--he wasn’t 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 weren’t quick to just disappear. After the man had indicated the direction of the coffee stall, Hikaru’s head rolled in the direction. His eyes took in the sight of the massive crowd and his inability to actually see the place. This wouldn’t do at all. “You should show me where it’s at. I wont’ be able to navigate this... fiasco all by my lonesome,” he said, faking a tear.

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fumikomu:

     Well, the stranger’s 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. 

     “Usually he does, but he seems calm enough.”

     That was when he looked at his company a little more closely, and a thought popped into his head.

     “Do you go to the high school here? I have a friend who just moved here, and I think he’s going there soon.”

Does what? Bite? No, the stranger had confirmed that he wasn’t a bite. So jumping, Hikaru wouldn’t 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 couldn’t 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 other’s words.

“High school?” the words left his lips and he could feel something pop momentarily in his forehead. It wasn’t 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.”No, no, no. I’m a freshman at the university. I moved here mainly to attend the school, actually.”

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🎭 Masquerade Ball Starters 🎭

“Did you really think hiding your cheek bones was going to fool anyone?” “Do I…know you?” “Have we met before?” “Are you sure I don’t know you?” “Your eyes are absolutely captivating.” “I don’t think we’ve met yet.” “May I have this dance?” “You look positively enchanting this evening.” “I’d know those dazzling eyes anywhere.” “These skirts make it so hard to move.” “Some of these costumes are so extravagant. They must have cost a fortune.” “You look quite ravishing in that dress.” “You look quite handsome in that suit.” “Can I see your face?” “I don’t think you want to see my face.” “My God, you could fit an entire circus under her pannier. How’d she even fit through the door?” “Champagne?” “My feet are killing me.” “I never thought I’d see you in something so fancy.” “I feel like I’m rubbing elbows with the queen right now.” “Care to sneak away with me? I doubt we will be missed.” “Can you guess who I am under here?” “I’d compliment your beauty, but I can’t see it under there. You’ll have to accept my compliments to your mask instead, it’s quite lovely.” “I can’t hear you through that mask. Did you really have to choose one that covers your mouth?” “Do you know who I am?” “Do you know who she is?” “Do you know who he is?” “You’re very light on your feet.” “Ow! It’s like you have two left feet.” “I’m a terrible dancer.” “Who cares if you’re a good dancer? Have fun! No one will know it’s you anyway!” “No one’s asked me to dance all night…” “I feel like I’m in a dream!” “Can we please go home? This is torture.” “How did I ever let you talk me into coming here?” “I prefer watching from the sidelines to participating.” “You’ve spent the entire evening at the snack table.” “Can I cut in?” “I have to go.” “I’m not supposed to be here. If they catch me I’m in trouble!” “Please. What is your name? I want to see you again.”

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At midnight on New Year’s Day like

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“I’ve killed it. Oh! Everything I touch gets ruined.”

A Charlie Brown Christmas Sentence Starter Meme || Not Accepting

“I’m pretty sure that-”

Hkaru’s eyes widened when he finally took the thing into his sight. “Wow! How did you even manage to do it?” He leaned closer for a better inspection. “I didn’t even know it could look like this.”

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“You DO think I’m beautiful, don’t you?”

A Charlie Brown Christmas Sentence Starter Meme || Not Accepting 

“Oh yes, very beautiful.”’

It definitely wasn’t a lie. The older male was a beautiful person, even according to Hikaru’s own standards. “Do you use anything on your skin?” he asked. He had to know. 

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"Christmas is coming, but I’m not happy. I don’t feel the way I’m supposed to feel."

A Charlie Brown Christmas Sentence Starter Meme || Not Accepting

“How exactly are you supposed to feel?”

“It’s only commercialized that we have to feel happy this time of the year. But why?” He cradled his chin between his thumb and index finger, almost as if he was thinking in a sense. “You can not be happy even at this time of the year. You can talk about it if you want.”

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“Try to catch snowflakes on your tongue. It’s fun.”

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“I don’t see how something so trivial like this could be fun.”

Yet, Hikaru still decided to try it. There had to be a method to the madness that was the happiness on Vasco’s face. He stuck his tongue out and frowned when he couldn’t catch one. Jumping around, he tried to get the biggest flakes he could until he finally got it.

“That was great!”

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“You didn’t answer me right away. You had to think about it first, didn’t you?”

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“What, no?” HIkaru defended, his laugh filling the air. “What would make you think that I had to think.”

“Was it really that noticeable?”

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“I know when I’ve been insulted. I KNOW WHEN I’VE BEEN INSULTED.”

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“Oh, do you?”

“I thought i was being perfectly discreet,” he said, taking a deep breath. He pressed his lips together as he shrugged his shoulders. “Guess I’ll just have to try again.”

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“Everything I do turns into a disaster.”

A Charlie Brown Christmas Sentence Starter Meme || Not Accepting

“A disaster?” Hikaru repeated.

“I wouldn’t really call this a disaster, but I’d definitely call it less than good. Just try again and this… mess could be better. Could.”

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A Charlie Brown Christmas {Sentence Starters}

“You DO think I’m beautiful, don’t you?”

“Everything I do turns into a disaster.”

“Don’t you know sarcasm when you hear it?”

“I’ve killed it. Oh! Everything I touch gets ruined.”

“You’re an absolute mess. Just look at yourself.”

“I think there must be something wrong with me.”

“I can’t memorize these lines. This is ridiculous.”

“Try to catch snowflakes on your tongue. It’s fun.”

“On the contrary, I didn’t think I looked THAT good.”

“This is the music I’ve selected for the Christmas play.”

“I guess I really don’t know what Christmas is all about.”

“It’s not bad at all, really. Maybe it just needs a little love.”

“Give me one good reason why I should memorize this.”

“You’ve got to take direction! You’ve got to have discipline!”

“Isn’t there anyone who knows what Christmas is all about?”

“All I want is what I have coming to me. All I want is my fair share.”

“I know when I’ve been insulted. I KNOW WHEN I’VE BEEN INSULTED.”

“You didn’t answer me right away. You had to think about it first, didn’t you?”

“Are you afraid of responsibility? If you are, then you have hypengyophobia.”

“Christmas is coming, but I’m not happy. I don’t feel the way I’m supposed to feel.”

“You know, Santa Claus and ho-ho-ho, and mistletoe and presents to pretty girls…”

“I know nobody likes me. Why do we have to have a holiday season to emphasize it?”

“Boy, what a sound! How I love the sound of clinking money! That beautiful sound of cold hard cash!”

“Ugh! I’ve been kissed by a dog! I have dog germs! Get hot water! Get some disinfectant! Get some Iodine!”

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Color Palette Meme

harietto asked: Hitachiin twins with pastel & pale colors

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aquaticprocrastination:

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“Are you hearing this?” 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.

“Discontinued, gone! Just like that!” The restaurant representative wasn’t at fault, but glaring at her helped calm down his nerves, and–

A second later slumping his shoulders, he recalled the last bittersweet memory he shared with the meal. “I didn’t even get a chance to say goodbye.”

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.  And he wasn’t the only one. The other person’s anger and disappointment mixed with Hikaru’s own, and the redhead honestly felt bad for the manager. He was on the receiving end of two pissed off customers.

“How could they just stop something that was so magical... so delicious?” 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?

“Goodbye should never be a thing,” he mused. “If there only was a way that we could bring it back.”

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anousagi:

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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. She’d 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 didn’t 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.

❝ Good afternoon sir, welcome to Glee Cafe. ❞

❝ What can I get you? ❞ 

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, today’s class seemed to be more agonizingly slow than the others during the semester. 

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 wasn’t 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 wasn’t 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. “Yeah, hi there. I’ll 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.”