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¦¦ ✕ ❛ out of silence. ; ❜
ok so i know i didn't get to many drafts today -- actually, like 4 were added on -- but my friend just revived her shinji muse, and she really wants me to remake my rei ayanami muse.
SO OUT OF SLEEP DEPRIVATION I UNWILLINGLY AGREED that i'd do it, so expect less activity today. i'll promo myself as well, if you'd like to find me there!
( ¦¦ ✕ ❛ naivetys. ; ❜ )
{ hakobuii }
“W—ait!” Digits firmly clasp around the stranger’s wrist before he could take another step further into the street; & she rather forcefully pulls him back. The light had barely turned green —- another step & he would’ve been caught in an accident.
“T—That was close..”
and like any other distracted individual in some cheesy car crash commercial, a lone boy began his stride, cell phone in hand and eyes glued to the screen, unwavering gaze remaining. that was, until a sharp feeling near his hand, feeling the exhaust of the cars so closely in front of his being, brows slumping in response to what had just occured -- and now he knew. koma didn't even have to turn around immediately to begin tapping out his reply on his phone.
sorry, sometimes i get distracted. i'm also deaf, so i can't hear the cars -- but thank you very much.
( ¦¦ ✕ ❛ indifferenthums. ; ❜ )
She squeezed her eyes shut, tilting down her head just a little to allow the male to brush it off. After agonizing seconds and a brush, Ivy opened an eye and spotted the huge pest, allowing a relieved sigh to escape her lips. Slowly, the blonde regained her composure and allowed a tiny peek at the male and a careful smile. “Thank you—"
maybe it had been the meekness radiating from her stature, but koma couldn't help but laugh; what a fragile sight it was, almost as if there were a glass bubble around her figure. and despite not being able to hear his own laugh, he knew that another would appreciate the reaction. his own bubbly effect on himself had even caused some small problems in being able to key out his next response -- several backspace buttons were tapped.
um, sorry, but i didn't catch what you said -- i was laughing. could you type it out on here?
( ¦¦ ✕ ❛ unspokenmxmos. ; ❜ )
Awkward shifts toward the stranger as he read the paper from the man’s hands. He already thought it was strange that the other didn’t bother to give him a verbal response— but a written one instead? And not to mention he was more than casual about his sudden question. Maybe the recent tourists just made him get a bad outlook on future visitors since they were pretty rude to him. Not that he didn’t mind, but being surrounded by nice people lately put his mind in that state where he let his guard down.
Well.. at least he knew Shiori and Sakuma were probably going to be okay. As much as he tries not to let them know, he did worry when they ran off by themselves.
He eyed the stranger a bit, seeing that he was pretty young; just about his age, maybe? Suga took another sheet of paper, writing away once more,
╚ Thank you. Do you like tea or milk? That's all I have to offer right now, aside from water. ╗
Words being short and sweet since he wasn’t much of a conversationalist, Suga grabbed his broom from against the wall and gestured for the other to follow. There wasn’t anyone else in the archives, so it’d be pretty quiet. When there were many noisy people, it was hard to just offer them a drink since they became pushy and fussy after a while. Having a single person was always something he enjoyed.
Thoughts lingered in the back of his mind as he entered his home and place of memory. Why had the other not spoken as a response? Many people thought he was deaf, or something along those lines since he never spoke— or just appeared unresponsive. In reality, the quiet man just didn’t pay attention half the time because he was a socially awkward person. Lips pursed into a thin line, thinking. Usually never too curious about things like this, this person just happened to catch his interest since every other person decided to ask why he never used his voice to communicate rather than a piece of paper.
╚ Go ahead and sit anywhere that's available while I put my broom away. ╗
a tentative step forward, soaked with his anticipation to finally be able to see the establishment for himself -- he had heard rumors of this rather compact village; most of them negative, mythical, mysterious. he found few people who were willing to guide him here, one man finally giving him a map to seek out his own way -- and, like the almost stupidly inquisitively young boy that koma was, he was more than willing to give up his reputation for packing his bags.
people here seemed to be vigilant, alas, amiable in every way; taught opinions from outsiders had almost melted away from his mind. he'd even come across an elder woman that knew sign, and koma truly felt welcomed despite his newcomer status.
neck craned to the side as pacified features scanned the paper once more, pen in hand, mossy ink delving into the material in an effort to continue communicating.
i'll have tea, please. but don't break your back doing anything for me, i'm simply happy with the invitation into this place!
lips curled whilst his dimples started to show -- yes, it was true. being in a different atmosphere was magical in itself; with a swimming head, extremities continued to trail the wall, eyes wander for a seat to take. he was alone, so the task would be easy enough. body relaxed once it was able to discreetly unwind in a rather comfy seat, if koma could say so himself.
and before the other male could return, a separate note was prudently scribbled alongside the edge of the tattered memo.
do you work here? er, not to say that you're labeled the broom guy, or something. i was just wondering.
( ¦¦ ✕ ❛ indifferenthums. ; ❜ )
There was an almost visible flinch when the other made contact, more so of a surprised jump than anything. She glanced to her side, eyes training on his features, before they flickered to the lit phone. Ivy scanned the words before freezing, and suddenly the weight on her head was quite noticeable. ”Can you— Can you get it off?”
a soundless voice reverberated into his eardrums, vacant and null to go along with everything else he heard -- and that was, ultimately, nothing. but he caught on a little faster than the rest, a watchful eye on her quivering lip, sharing his own gaze between the abomination atop her head.
i'll get it off, just hold still!
and after surrendering his own phone to her vision, a guarded hand had meticulously brushed her locks, the insect squirming about before falling to the floor, scampering off in a rut.
/whispers/ once i was drunk
Send "Once when I was drunk..." for an embarrassing story of my character when they were drunk.
it had been one of the few times that alcohol had even met the lips of koma yuzuru, but he realized that soon, it should definitely stay as one of the last times.
it was during high school, and being the rebellious teenager that he was, he had stolen some rather fancy-looking wine from his friend's cellar -- his own mom hadn't had a drop in the house, since she wasn't an avid drinker.
and somehow, koma had this amazing idea that climbing onto the roof and watching the stars in his undies was the pinnacle of understanding the universe around him.
and, let's just say that multiple adults from around the neighborhood had to help him down.
just another really long 'au's i really want' post
parxdisaical:
you’re the drummer for my brothers band and i find you really hot AU
lost in a random small town and you show me around AU
accidentally broke into your apartment because i was drunk AU
i found your dog wondering the streets so i decided to come and return him AU
i audition to model in your music video and we end up hitting it off AU
we get seated next to each other on a delayed flight AU
co-stars whose characters date each other on the show AU
pretending to date bc reasons AU
you’re a hot surfer and i’m an awkward person
working at an ice cream stand on the beach AU
accidentally found and read your diary AU
i didn’t know you were my teacher AU
woke up with amnesia AU
you’re a devil and i’m an angel AU
you’re a jock and i’m into theater AU
secretly have to date so our parents don’t find out AU
fame has gotten to your head so you were sent off to live with country relatives AU
pretending to date you because someone was obnoxiously hitting on you AU
i’m in a lame band and you’re the towns bad boy/girl AU
modern day romeo and juliet AU
we actually can’t stand each other but for some reason we talk everyday AU
ended up meeting in prison and now we’re in love AU
cross-country road trip gone wrong AU
stuck in a horrible zombie apocalypse AU
we fucked once and somehow keep bumping into each other AU
has to share a cab because there’s a thunderstorm ahead (and then gets stuck in ridiculous NY/LA traffic) AU
you’re a ghost and i’m a human and somehow we fall in love with each other AU
met on a cruise ship AU
get’s lost on an island together AU
we went on a long road trip and got into a car crash and we’re the only two who survived AU
gang member AU
i’m pregnant but it’s not yours AU
we go to the same coffee shop every evening to do homework but we never speak to each other until today AU
end up getting married in vegas although we’re total strangers AU
you apply to be my roommate AU
greasers / socs AU
we met in the summer and now i go to your school but you act like a typical jerk AU
it’s the 50’s / 60’s and we’re in love but our love is forbidden because of law AU
it’s the 50’s / 60’s and our love is so sweet it causes toothaches AU
we work at the same 50’s diner AU
i’m visiting your country for vacation and you show me around AU
modern day beauty & the beast AU
rich / poor AU
zombie falls in love with a human AU
hunger games AU
we runaway together and now we’re hiding from our parents and the police with no food, money, or clothes AU
alice in wonderland AU
detention on a saturday afternoon AU
nothing but a fragment of ones imagination AU (as in a coma & they imagine each other being real)
we rob places together as a couple and get away with it AU
all boys boarding school AU
best friends when we were young and then you moved and now we meet again at college AU
ouran host club AU
arranged marriage AU
we met at a really strict summer camp and ended up breaking all the rules together one by one AU
asylum AU
war AU
we both have cancer and go to the same support group AU
we decide to play a game of chicken together which leads to one thing or another AU
we’re both in conservative relationships so we decide to sneak off and be each others friends with benefits AU
we’re best friends and we take each others virginity’s AU
we dated when we were younger and now we’re step siblings AU
finds a death note and uses it to their advantage AU (based off of the anime)
our friends put us on a blind date AU
i’m only your friend because we smoke weed and get high together AU
Send "Once when I was drunk..." for an embarrassing story of my character when they were drunk.
koma had no desire for nudging others so hastily; not only did it make him seem pressing, but it was just as emotionally confiscating, his heart dimming every repeated motion against another's skin. and, as always, the routine was accompanied by his cell phone, already displaying what he wished to get across.
sorry to bother you like this, but there's a really big bug on your head. you might wanna do something about it?
( ¦¦ ✕ ❛ txnka. ; ❜ )
{ the scent of daffodils, perennials, hyacinths pierced the air, a dusky aroma which clung to the very fabric of the shop—and within the dawning light which pierced the sky rightfully so, did something within Tenka’s breast stir—a sudden yearning for what he had no knowledge of }
All was well—at least, the facade which he so wore, the smile and quips that befell from him suggested of nothing but a life of ease and comfort—
{ but lies are best to remain hidden, deep within one’s chest, to never be brought out to the light in fear—in fear— }
—but the musk of soil and the taste of grit did so transcend into his bloodstream, the noise and the clamor of people—
—and this was what Tenka loved. The bustle, the excitement, shouts and bargains, and people—the people who breathed warmth and fire, people who gave their trust willingly with no judgement, and Tenka felt his heart swell.
{ and was he ever so a dreamer, declarations which drove his fellow schoolmates wild with fury and envy and disgust—and the presence of the boy, the warmth, shattered through Tenka’s revere and he blinked at the perfect gracelessness of it all }
”Yeah, here—I can take that.”
Dutifully, Tenka grasped at the flowerpots, stacking them upon each other, his movements agile and swift, years upon years of training engraved into the very structure of his muscles, bones, and skin.
—and Tenka beamed, all teeth and tongue, eyes crinkling with pure amusement and interest—an open book.
”You don’t need to worry about helping me, I’m in here just for kicks.”
a trickle of dust upon his lap while the pottery was moved; an emptiness where the hardened clay once was, a void that he could obligingly deal with. and the only thing that had seemed to be on his mind was the other's visage, a calming one, an aiding presence that was of no burden to koma -- there was good in him, and he was seeing it for himself.
but the only thing that saddened the male was not being able to hear the other's beaming tune, and it brought him back to thinking about his sickly state; how he couldn't hear his voice, and couldn't find the exact melody of his most likely endearing hum. it was just one of those things he'd have to deal with, and the negative notion was forced to be hoisted behind him.
before dashing to the back room, koma had been sensible enough to text out another reply.
ah, sorry i hadn't said so earlier, but i'm deaf, so i didn't catch that last thing you said! but thanks for carrying that, i'll be right back!!
there was not enough time to see the other register what had been going on, but after the boy had gathered his supplies, he would surely figure mom would give him some break time -- after all, it's been a madhouse, and koma's been doing almost all of the physical labor. within the confines of the... less aromatic storage facility lay several blank slips, thin black lines ready to be written upon, the boy already equipped with his pen in hand; these perennials were six-hundred and fifty yen a piece. and like the multi-tasker he was, a skilled ankle propped the door open for him, returning to his helper yet again.
thanks again, really. they need to go on the shelf over here, so, would you mind carrying them over here too? sorry for making you my assistant all of a sudden.
and what a terrible predicament he was in today; not only had the heat been roasting his brain into mush, but the shop had been extra busy. people, treating each other more like animals to get to the sales traveled in flocks through the door, and poor koma was working overtime just to keep up with their pace.
shelves were rapidly refilled, pottery clanking against its railed companion, ready to be garnished with its price tag...
...if he hadn't had both of his hands full at the moment.
he couldn't just let people take these things for free! hues scanned the room at a frantic pace, a victorious stride presented upon the closest stranger. whilst balancing flower pot against flower pot, digits fished for his phone, a brave attempt for the weight he was currently swaddling. one finger had glided across the screen, text appearing in front of the other; if they weren't transfixed on the screen and looking at koma's expression, they'd probably think he was begging.
hey, this is a lot of weight to carry, and i gotta get price tags from the supply room. do you think you could carry one of these? just for a minute, please?
( ¦¦ ✕ ❛ yoshxda. ; ❜ )
”Fuck off.”
irritation radiated from his essence; even koma was able to see that written on his features. eyebrows knitted in confusion, a cautious hand already slipping into his pocket, finding his cell phone to reveal his concern, a keyed out message in response before a flash in the boy's direction.
sorry, what did you say? you seem angry. is something wrong?
questions about your character.
♥ - What does ‘love’ mean to them? ♠ - What are they afraid of? ♦ - What is one thing about them that they are most proud of? ♣ - What is one thing that they find embarrassing? (About them, others, things in general) ★ - Do they prefer daytime or nighttime and why? ☾- Are they prone to nightmares or dreamless sleep? ☼ - Something that/Someone who makes them happy. ☁ - If they’re caught out in the rain how do they react? ♪ - Are they musically inclined? ♫ - What kind of music do they enjoy? ✓ - How do they react to praise? ✕ - How do they handle rejection? ☺ - Do they prefer sour or sweet treats? ❄ - Favorite season and why? ☮ - Do they have an idol or someone they look up to? ❤ - Do they have a love interest? ✖ - Who is someone they just cannot stand? ♔ - Do they value loyalty? ♕ - Do they trust easily?
