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Honestly, he didn’t really want to hand Stripe (2.0) over. It felt ridiculously like separating from a part of himself. (Even though Takao is technically a friend.)

Well. Eyeing Takao, he carefully held Stripe out. Might as well get it over with. Besides, he could just─keep an eye on them.

hightailharmony

Takao gingerly took the guinea pig into his hands, stroking the top of his little head with his thumb. The furry friend was both soft and warm, making Takao unwilling to let go of him so soon— but he was here with a purpose, and thus, into the ball Stripe went.

Placing the cover back on, Takao smiled, satisfied with the result. It'd been a pain to go out of his way to purchase it, admittedly, but the ball was turning out to be a great little present for Stripe, who probably didn't move around too much, even in Craig's room.

"Y'know," he started, watching the ball wiggle back and forth. "While I was looking around online, I saw this site that sold like. Costumes. Little guinea pig ones."

#bukowskifuck

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awkward laughing in the distance || kairi&takao

bornfromlight-deactivated201408

Delighted, Kairi took the towel with a grateful smile and began wringing out her hair. “Thanks!” she said to the stranger as she combed her red hair with her fingers, trying to get it to resemble something that wasn’t an absolute mess. She wasn’t sure how well she succeeded, but at least she was one step closer to not being soaking wet. That was always a good thing.

Still, there was the situation with her room, which was honestly completely ridiculous.

"Well, I kinda… got locked out… somehow."

She dabbed at her skin with the loaned towel as she continued. “Believe me, I’d gladly take the shirt, but I don’t really… have anywhere to go to change so…” The redhead sighed. What was she supposed to do?

hightailharmony

Takao could only look on and imagine how it must feel to walk around with wet hair that long. It didn't take long to figure out it must be a real pain—after all, it'd likely take twice as long to dry, even in the sun.

Upon hearing the girl's uncertainty, Takao let out a laugh. "Somehow?" There had to be other ways to get in, right? "What about your roommate?" Unless she didn't have one. Well. "Did you try the window?" Though most people kept those locked ...

Well. They could continue to just stand there, or ...

"Do you want to swing by my room then? My roommate probably wouldn't mind. She's uh," he paused, trying to find the right words, "a bit of a stripping enthusiast, but it should be alright. Maybe you've even seen her running down the halls sometime." After all, it wasn't every day that a girl ran around naked in these halls, right?

#bornfromlight #*thread

bukowskifuck

Well. At least Takao was good for something. Craig’s friendship has to be earned, you know, through hard work and buying things for Stripe 2.0.

So─"…sure."

He scooped up Stripe 2.0 from his place on the bed and sat in front of Takao, waiting, fingers scratching the back of Stripe 2.0’s neck.

hightailharmony

Takao made quick work of the packaging, excitedly freeing the plastic ball from the various cardboard and plastic ties. "There!" Untwisting the cover, he opened the ball and motioned for Stripe.

"Alright, buddy–" he started, moving towards the guinea pig. "It's ball time!"

#bukowskifuck #*thread

liiberos

One… two… three… four… five…

Counting silently in his head, Noya tapped the volleyball repeatedly up against the wall with the sides of his hands, saving it moments before it hit the floor every time it fell. He was practicing… in theory. It was much harder to do this when practicing without a partner. He felt almost silly standing alone in the corner of the gym, attempting to save a ball spiked from an imaginary opponent. Almost. After all, practice was practice and Noya wasn’t one to complain at the opportunity.

He startled slightly at the sound of a man’s voice, shouting to him from across the gym. Fumbling the ball, Noya caught it in his palm just before it fell and tucked it under his arm as he turned to look for the source of the voice. It was a young man about his own age, waving over at him with a grin on his lips. Ah. He’d lost his basketball. "Sure thing, man!" Noya said with a friendly smile, hoisting the basketball off the ground with a little difficulty - it was a lot larger and heavier than he was used to - and tossing it back over to the dark haired male.

hightailharmony

The toss wasn't quite what he'd expected, but it'd made its way into Takao's hands—and at the end of the day, that's all that mattered, right?

"Thanks!" he cried back, grinning back at the boy. It seemed the other was practicing solo too, though, in his case, with a volleyball. Takao, himself, had only played the sport in gym class a few times, but the combination of some natural athletic agility and his incredibly peripheral vision meant he exhibited moderate competency in it. After all, he could see every player on the court.

Holding his own ball against his hip, he shouted once more, "need a hand? With your practice, I mean!"

#liiberos #WAILS I'M SORRY THIS IS SO LATE #*thread

bornfromlight-deactivated201408

awkward laughing in the distance || kairi&takao

bornfromlight-deactivated201408

Suddenly, a musical sort of whistling floated its way down the halls to her ears.

Kairi had always been jealous of people with that skill; she’d never been able to master it.

The whistling got closer as she wallowed in her self pity and then, out of nowhere, she was being smushed into the wall by something. Another person. A boy, she saw, as he turned to face her and immediately apologized. However, his apology was cut off as he noticed the state she was in. If she’d been a little more herself at that moment, she would’ve made some witty remark about him having a big wet mark on his back, maybe thrown in a little flirty smile, just for fun. Right now, though, she couldn’t be bothered. She was wet and freezing and she just wanted to go home.

Still, she did manage to force out a little laugh as she pushed herself off of her Wall of Sadness and folded her arms in front of her.

"Yeah. A towel would be nice, I guess."

So would some dignity. And some dry clothes. And hot chocolate would’ve been amazing right then.

hightailharmony

Takao turned as he pulled his gym bag off his shoulder, reaching into it to dig out the spare towel he'd tossed in for use after his workout. Handing it to the other, Takao chuckled before figuring it'd be best to ask just to be sure—

"Is your room nearby? Or you think you need some clothes while you're at it?"

Totally not sounding like a creep at all, right? Though, with this huge wet mark on his back, he was going to need a change of clothes too.

"I only have a spare shirt, but if you want it–" he started, pulling out the t-shirt to offer it to her, "–you can just return it whenever?"

#bornfromlight #GETS ON MY KNEES #FORGIVE MY SLOWNESS #OTL #*thread

redelles-deactivated20141223

what do..roomies do? [ryuko/takao]

Having never had a roomie in her entire life, it was hard for Ryuko to ..figure out what to do. But dammit, she’d put 100% into it anyway! Even if she wasn’t the most…social of butterflies.

Already mistaking his name for food meant the girl was off to a great start. Now she just had to push through and hopefully gain a loyal companion!..Maybe.

"Oi, Takoyaki-san." it seems the nickname stuck like glue. Sorry Takao.

Both of them currently in their respective dorm room. Ryuko reading a..’book’ (shoujo manga) but suddenly coming up with the idea that she should ‘get to know’ her room-mate. Get in his good books, maybe someone who would buy her a gift on Christmas and stuff!

"Do you wanna’ I dunno’. Do somethin’ it’s kinda boring sitting around here on our day off..We should do somethin’ fun y’know?"

hightailharmony

Takao had been perusing through a magazine he picked up the other day, mindlessly skimming through its contents. Sitting on his bed while leaning against the wall, he was rather comfortable like this—after all, he could doze off whenever he wanted to and he'd already be in bed. When he heard his roommate's voice, however, he pulled his headphone off and left them hanging around his neck.

"What's up?" he offered casually, grinning at the other girl. She, too, had been reading, though— was that manga? He didn't think he'd read that one ... maybe he'd ask to borrow it sometime.

"Sure, I'm up for it," he nodded, scooting towards the end of the mattress to get up. "Have anything in mind?" Glancing up at the clock, he noted it was just past noon—they pretty much still had the day. "You eat yet?"

Then again. It was pretty hot today too—both inside and out. What could be a good way to kill the heat in the summer ...

#redelles #*thread

bukowskifuck

Craig crossed his arms and leaned against the doorjamb.

"…something for Stripe?"

hightailharmony

"You got it, bro! Look!" he exclaimed, excitedly taking out the blue plastic ball out of the bag. "I got a big one!"

Sliding right past Craig, he entered the room with ease, taking a seat right in the middle of the room. "Wanna try it now?" he asked, though he didn't wait to hear an answer to start freeing the ball from the cardboard packaging.

#bukowskifuck #*convo

movie night?!

GET IN, LOSER.

WE'RE WATCHING MEAN GIRLS.

#ka ooc #if you wanna come

cowwaka

"I won’t undress you!"

He was only getting more frustrated as the seconds passed, his fists balling tighter and his ears only getting redder.

Okay, now he was 100% sure Takao was getting a fucking kick out of this, and that only made the young man— who was used to being in control of every single situation he was in— even more irritated. He flinched slightly as the other spoke, hid body wound tighter than the strings of a guitar. And then—

“I didn’t want you to strip so I could watch—" Holy fuck, that sounded wrong as hell. ”—I-I didn’t— don’t, ever— want you to strip at all!" His eyebrow twitched, and his knuckles were almost white. "I just want you to take off your shirt— MY SHIRT."

He grit his teeth.

“JUST GIVE ME BACK MY SHIRT.”

hightailharmony

It was so obvious how flustered Ushijima was getting that Takao couldn't help but burst into laughter once more. To think Ushijima would be the type to be read so easily—what a pleasant little surprise.

"Alright, alright; take it easy, man," he chuckled, stepping away from the door. If he stalled any longer, Ushijima looked as though his whole head might go red.

Takao began to grab the ends of the garment in question, but not before pausing to quip, "y'know, you're kinda sending mixed signals." As he started pulling the shirt off, he made sure to really take his time—"one second, you're saying you don't want me to strip at all, but then you want me to take this off the next?"—making a show of it if only because Ushijima had insisted he do otherwise just moments ago. He also made sure to shiver dramatically afterwards for effect. "Alright, I'm shirtless now and you got your little show; y'happy?"

Rolling the shirt in his hands up into a ball, he tossed the bundle right at Ushijima's face. "Anything else I can help you with?" he asked, crossing his arms across his bare chest before leaning against his doorframe once more.

#cowwaka #*thread

claimed

Flopping onto Craig’s mattress, Takao lied on his side, leaning his chin on one upright palm. “I’m all yours!”

Draw me like one of your French girls, Craig.

3. Me for one night

#*answered #bukowskifuck

bukowskifuck

Fuck. Craig looked at Stripe 2.0, Stripe 2.0 looked back.

"…maybe he brought your ball."

The door swings open and─"what."

hightailharmony

"Well, don't you just look peachy to see me," he huffed with a roll of his eyes.

But Takao brushed it off in a matter of seconds, holding up a bag in his hands with a grin. "Guess what I brought!"

#bukowskifuck #*convo

claimed~ ☆

"Hey there," he greeted the unfamiliar girl with a grin. In the spirit of friendliness, he leaned down to wrap his arms around her momentarily, patting her back once. "Hope to see ya around!"

11. A hug

#junailens #*answered

Claimed~

"Mmr …. wh– don’t touch me, bruh! AHEM! Koooouuuhaaaaaaa, let me strrroke your– hahAHA! Your! Aw shit… what was it again? Youuurrr …"

9. Drunk voice mail

#imperialprince #*answered

Claimed

On a night such as this, there’s only one appropriate gift with which to approach a lovely lady, is there not? Extending a carnation into her hands, Takao broke out into a grin and chuckled, “I don’t suppose I could offer you this in exchange for your name?”

14. up to mun

#*answered #notthegodloki