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hello ! it’s your girl lina back from the semi-hiatus.
i currently have no drafts or threads... would any mutual like & like this post for one ?
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Send in “��“ for our muses to cuddle on a cold night. || ACCEPTING !!
♥ He’s tired…Time’s drifting away faster than he can even comprehend. When you close your eyes, just for a second, it’s like the world travels as swiftly as possible. The moment they open again, everything’s back to normal. It’s like a bunch of actors moving behind a closed, crimson curtain. Shirokuma’s unsure whether he should take comfort from that or not. Because of it, however, his friend came.Pink hair, cut before it can reach her shoulders; a backpack modeled after an adorable cat mascot with a silly, little grin etched on its face; & a certain type of warmth & tranquility reflected in her eyes that show a tiny bit of her characteristics. Characteristics that the bear himself can respect. That friend was one he hasn’t seen for a while, but when she comes over — it’s like a whole, new adventure!She’s not like the other students at that academy, or maybe that was because she’s a quiet type. Friendly, yes, but unless it was about something in particular, she’d barely pay attention. & Shirokuma’s never seen her family… did she have one? That single thought was enough for him to invite her to his house as a just in case. It must’ve seemed cool to her! Doesn’t that inner curiosity about the kind of place a robot bear lives in motivate someone enough?On a cold night like this, the only option is to huddle together & find ways to pass the time until one of you is fast, fast asleep. ( & since his friend slept easily enough, & Shirokuma had no need for that thing, it’s obvious who’s going to be the first victim. Or the only one! )So they spent their time communicating. More than just that, actually. They talked about animals, they talked shortly about the weather. They spoke about the things they were dedicated to doing, & even showcased them to one another as best as they could. Shirokuma asked about things humans enjoyed & understood, like the fast-moving day & night cycle & what it would be like having someone nice in your family. Neither of which Nanami responded with anything other than an exceptionally short answer; although it did surprise him, he didn’t mind & their peaceful talk continued.It puts him at ease. All those days spent trembling in fear — not because of what the future may hold, but because he’s scared for what may happen today, right here, in the present — his worrying disappears as Nanami’s smile reappears. He rests his cheek on her arm eventually, & adjusts so that his body could mostly depend on her side. Nanami’s holding her game device in her hands, mashing the buttons at a speed never before seen. Shirokuma watches, before closing his eyes.& the night drifts away behind that closed, crimson curtain.
know this: you can start over, each morning.
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Looking over her shoulder, Nagito’s listening to her explanation in polite silence. It seems simple enough, as he’d expect from a title so…general.
But it doesn’t make it seem any less fun– he’s like that, easily caught by something that could be challenging. He takes the game and stylus from her, positioning them in a way she could watch as well.
“Seems simple enough…”
He’s clicking around, deciding for the practice round. Out of the categories given, ‘Think’ seems safest for him.
The games in store are unsurprisingly simple, yet the timer given makes Nagito’s eyes narrow in concentration, only moving to place stray locks of hair behind his ear to aid his sight. Being this into a game is probably an unexpected reaction, but it’s not like he minds Chiaki seeing him like this.
Soon enough, he’s getting graded, and it’s…exceptionally above average. Like he’s played before, but nowhere near Chiaki’s own record.
He’s staring down, a small smile playing at his lips.
“…Can I try again?”
-- his understanding of how to play the game was visible. slow and steady wins the race. well, sort of. brain academy focused on a timer to increase memory.
nanami had decided to watch the game, arms tucked in with her hands hidden under the hoodie’s sleeves. her head leans against his arm -- not shoulder because he is super tall after all. it had been silent for the past couple of rounds. both of them held their concentration on the game system. this was probably the first time he had been silent for quite a while in front of her. both of them usually had something to say as a polite conversation.
there would be times where nanami really wanted to point out what the answer was out of habit, but she has learned to keep herself silent. besides, silence was something she was naturally good at. fingers itched to point for her own practice but this was his opportunity. although watching a game from afar wasn’t as fun as playing the game, she was having a nice, calm time with her friend. maybe even a closer bond now that he had the opportunity to play one of her games. the idea of a closer relationship with each other made her happy and content enough.
when the round ends with it’s buzzer, nanami looked at komaeda-kun’s face for a reaction. and he did have a reaction. it almost seemed like a small bit of happiness and enjoyment went into his system. in return, she gave a small smile but it quickly vanished because it took her a pause or so to get her thoughts together to answer. it was a simple response, but this was nanami.
“... yes. you can.”
he could play as much as he wanted to; her petite self would rest on his arm for as long as it takes.
hello i am back from my semi-hiatus
im probably going to take another break for two weeks because i have a lot of projects due next week and ughdjfkla i just started school again after being sick and already missing a lot.
wish me luck.
reserveism:
Hinata was good at video games, but he couldn’t compare to Nanami– she was an expert. Had he gone into this level with low health, he might have died right off the bat. With these kinds of enemies, he wouldn’t stand a chance. He really admired the female for being able to play so well– being able to do something that he couldn’t.
To be fair, the brunet was becoming more and more focused on the game as well. It happened to beall the more difficult to reply coherently, especially when his eyes were locked on the game and its contents. Although, even if it wasn’t easy, he was still able to say something every now and again, just so that they wouldn’t fall into a video game induced silence.
Yet, if it was Nanami, he wouldn’t mind sitting with her in silence.
❝ Here you go, ❞ he presses a button, and his partner is at full heath yet again, ❝ I don’t see why not, ❞ a small reply, only to be cut off by the sound effects from enemy cries, ❝ Video games are fun, but I’d like to do other stuff with you too. ❞
-- the full health really relieved nanami, even though she may have not acted like it on the outside. if anything, she was good at hiding how she felt. that is; unless you have known her for quite a while, then it would truly come out obvious how bad she was at hiding emotions. believe her when she does mean how fun she is having. nanami secretly had taken a few peeks at her friend, a small chuckle here and there. why didn’t they do this more often ?
she would say busy schedules; nanami has not really done much though, besides being her average self. if anything made her busy, it was the newest levels that were unlocked. recently she had decided to play hotline miami again. it felt great. the rush of energy she would get. that energy would last the whole game before she can sleep for about two days straight. you would think that she would be recovered by that period of time but honestly, nothing would not stop her exhaustion.
the game level’s timer ran out : a long BUZZ ! had stopped both of them from the digital world they were held in. it had seemed that nanami was holding her breath for a long time and took one heck of an inhale. she forgets to breathe. who knew.
but now her rose-gold irises were locked with hajime’s emerald kinds. it was silent between the two as if they did not know what else to say. with a tilt of nanami’s head, the electronic in her lap, the gamer speaks with her slow yet calming voice.
“.... ... mm.” “ do.. do you want to do something together.. ? ” “ ... i... ... don’t mind... i think.”
her eyelashes softly fluttered while waiting for a response.
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He almost jumped three feet into the air. She had the habit of startling him a lot, perhaps due to her soft spoken nature. It was pretty hard to notice her there unless you were looking in the first place, and once she shows up it’s a pretty major surprise.
It doesn’t help she’s shorter than him, so it’s hard to keep track of her. Nonetheless, it was always a pleasant surprise.
“Oh, Nanami. It’s you. I almost didn’t see you there. How are you?”
-- although she nearly was going at her friend with a sprint, her energy was drained so much that there was a yawn by the time he looked down -- almost as if she were just running towards him to fall asleep on. but that was not her purpose.
his eyes look nearly startled when nanami had her own rustic rose irises locked with his for a brief moment and read the atmosphere. she had meant no harm; hajime knew that well enough it seemed.
“...well...” “.... ... i was w... wondering if you’re free.” “i.. nearly forgot to eat... maybe.”
it was a hint in which she was asking if he would like to have lunch with her.