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      ❝ — OSU,       WILL THAT BE ALL?

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☯ - the three things my muse has most recently lied about 

♫ - five things your muse finds attractive in a person

✂ - my muse’s five most visited websites  

❝let’s see... i don’t like lying, so i avoid doing it as often as i can. however, i can recall having lied to my sister about how it wasn’t me the one who spilled the milk, and said it was my cat, hana. i also lied to her about having not touched the kitchen while she was gone-- i actually made myself a sandwich --and this one time i told a classmate i was good at singing. which i’m really not.❞ 

❝things i find attractive... i actually have to give that one a thought. i really like honesty in a person-- being lied to would be really hurtful, after all. i also like people who feel as strongly about me as i do about them. i guess this is just because my ex-girlfriend didn’t like me as much as i liked her, and it ended quite badly. also, i find eyes very attractive. there isn’t a particular type of eye i like, though. hmm... this got a little deeper that it should have. i apologize.❞

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( guitarist-san ) --

◤ ❤ ◢ — Sugar dust coats his tongue, litters upon his sticky lips ; 

     Yet, his voice never makes his tastes ; ( tone deep, gravely in the mornings ) ; 

Pink wrapper is flicked aside, fluttering across the table. 

“ Oh–..thanks, I guess–.. ” A mumble in reply, hands strumming steel strings once more. 

( Various anime theme songs run through his head ; which one to play next? ) ;

❝no problem!❞ 

❝by the way, what brings you to this coffee shop? i’m a regular, and i hadn’t seen you around here.❞

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distrust. | +karma

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( karma-san ) --

Quite honestly, the blissful ignorance from Daisuke was starting to get a bit grating, but Karma elected to ignore it for now. It wasn’t like he could do a whole lot about it– even someone who was used to being lonely knew that separating unless absolutely necessary. He took in a deep breath to calm his nerves, only to start coughing furiously as he inhaled some dust. 

“Bleck! This place is AWFUL!” he complained as he attempted to clear his throat, his eyelids brimmed with tears as he stepped over to see what Daisuke was talking about. Whatever of his eyesight was left was blinded by tears, so it took a little bit for him to discern what he was trying to read. 

“… It’s a letter,” he made out through small coughs, then grabbed the letter to try and read it better.

“Looks like whoever wrote this is doing this in a boring ‘I’d like to play a game’ montage,” that would have been funny, had Karma not been inside that very situation.

“It says ‘Welcome to my little game, Rabbits! I’m sure you guys are anxious to get on with it, so I’ll tell you the objective. If you can get out of here while avoiding my little pets, I’ll let you off scotch free. No questions asked. But what’s a game without a few rules? If you want to figure THAT out, head towards the wine cellar.’

‘To start you both off, I left a few supplies to help you start off, but use them wisely, as they will only last you until you find them on your own. On the dresser to the right, you will find an Oil Lamp with a lighter and enough oil to last you an hour if used wisely, two canteens filled with fresh water, and two loaves of bread. Have fun!’. Looks like this guy went all out with this.”

daisuke scratched the top of his head, looking thoughtful. for a change, he remained quiet for a moment, opting to give a good once over at his surroundings once more. well, as good as he could. he was calm, or at least until he heard his companion start coughing.  

❝karma-san! everything okay?❞ 

his face resembled that of a worried mother’s-- he was definitely the mom friend in any group given --until he noted karma had stopped coughing. okay, good! 

he fell silent once more, closely paying attention to the letter’s contents. man, that sounded beyond strange... and a game was supposed to be fun, right? daisuke completely couldn’t find the fun in taking two random boys and putting them in this place. if he had his memory, he would say that more entertaining games were uno, or maybe monopoly.  

❝little pets...? do you think there will be cats, or dogs? maybe fish... this place sure smells like fishy water.❞ 

the very back of hasegawa’s head felt like it’d been totally bludgeoned-- it even pulsed, still! but, if he fixated on that, it would hurt more, so it’d be best to ignore it. more so than the pain, what bothered him in general was that he was just still very confused; as for memories, he knew concepts, such as animals, actions, and the like, but he had absolutely no personal knowledge. he didn’t know how old he was, were he lived, who was his family... he sure was in for a ride. 

❝we should go, karma-san. this place is giving me a bad feeling...❞ 

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✂ - my muse’s five most visited websites.  

❝hmm... it would have to be google, twitter, wikipedia, this one site with all the routes of the tokyo subway, and my favorite sticker collecting website! well... it’s not a site oriented towards collecting stickers, it’s more like a blog, but i only use it to keep track of all my stickers! whenever i get a new one i upload it, and so on. it’s very satisfactory to look at, because it’s all neatly organized!❞

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35. run and jump hug.

( cracks knuckles. daisuke and the amagawa bros haven’t really interacted but HEY let’s pretend they’re friends bc. friendship is Good ) 

❝haru-san, kaname-san!❞ he called excitedly from a mere few feet afar, while waving his hand a little at them. 

it had been quite a while since he’d last gotten the chance to see them, so this was a pretty lucky coincidence! the three of them were quite good friends, despite each one of them being so different from the other. but he figured that’s what made their friendship so interesting! 

hasegawa sprinted in their direction, throwing his arms around both brothers. an effective way of hugging two people at the same time! 

❝how have you been?❞ 

he wasn’t the kind to express his emotions so efusively on a regular basis, but it was really fun when he did!

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played for laughs | +thana

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( customer-hime ) --

⌈ ❃ ⌋ ─ ⋮     ❛ princess, huh? wow, haven’t really been called that in a positive tone. yer kinda laying it on thick though, dontcha think? ❜

          glancing behind the ( rather strange- ) boy, she noticed it was a manga store. funny, she didn’t read much. or, well, manga was like comics, right? she didn’t read THOSE often. her face remained impassive. was she going to FALL for this obvious attempt of temptation? he DID call her princess, even if it WAS just a way to get her inside. that was definitely going to brighten her DAY, so she might as well. plus, thana had to admit that the boy was kinda cute.

          tilting her head only slightly, she continued to watch him before stepping aside and making her way to the door.

                        ❛ alright then, show me around the store. since, you know, i’m the princess here. ❜

❝do you really think so, my lady?❞

’laying it too thick’... well. his acting abilities were pretty subpar, so he had no arguments to counter that.  but he didn’t know they were that bad. talk about embarrassing! index finger heading towards his chin in a gesture of thoughtfulness, he pondered about that for a moment, before he remembered that the almighty ryouta sugaya didn’t have those mannerisms. 

it was then that he folded his arms behind his back, and once he heard her speak again, he visibly brightened up. it’d be certainly hard to show her around without his glasses, but hey, at least he’d brought a customer in!  

❝my pleasure. follow me inside, please.❞

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35. romantic kiss. 

( i was gonna say that platonic karmasuke is the best, but this isn’t exactly platonic. au in which they’re A Thing or something ig lmao ) 

you see, things between them weren’t exactly the epitome of conventional. but they weren’t weird, either. they were kind of halfway there, yet halfway not. it’s kind of hard to explain. they weren’t your standard lovey-dovey pair that could spend weeks telling each other how their love could win against an alien invasion and things like that.

❝karma-san, karma-san!❞ he called, only to get the boy’s attention.

before anything else they were friends, which daisuke was more than happy with. however, just because their bond was more oriented in this direction, it didn’t mean they didn’t have their romantic moments from time to time. 

this was one of them. 

without prior notice he simply placed one of his hand on the other’s cheek, bringing him closer, before their lips clashed in a gentle, romantic kiss. once he pulled back he simply smiled before sheepishly saying,  

❝sorry, i just thought it’d been a while since we last did that.❞

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( stylist-san ) --

     Unfamiliar faces weren’t exactly common in a small salon like Seiko’s but they were certainly welcome nonetheless; if nothing more can be said for the woman, her charisma is certainly something and as much is obvious on a first impression. Her bright smile that practically reaches her eyes assures that.

     “Tough crowd, huh?” A hand reaches up to almost playfully muss messy hair. “Well, I am definitely not gonna kick you to the curb… the longer it is, the more fun I get to have, heehee~ So! What did ya have in mind?”

❝well...❞ 

his face then became thoughtful, as he seemed to ponder what to say. he didn’t know much about hairstyles-- growing up, his mother had always trimmed it for him and he mostly never styled his hair unless he was going to a formal event.  

❝i was thinking maybe the same cut i have right now, but, you know-- shorter. i’m flexible, though! cut it whichever way you think suits me, please.❞

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( stranger-san ) --

it’s one of those days where God must be taking some pleasure in seeing how your day doesn’t work out just the way you want. haru was out shopping, as he did almost every other weekend, for groceries. YET TODAY WAS THE ABSOLUTE WORST. stuck in a line because this was only cashier opened for the day. who the hell ——–

it didn’t help that haru was feeling INCREDIBLY anxious around so many people. he liked shopping to be a solitary affair, especially when he was out for groceries. he felt cramped && on edge. so many people in front && behind him. && the line didn’t seem anywhere close to budging. great. fucking great. 

he’s trying to quell his anxiety by looking at the magazine rack. FOCUS ON THE WORDS, not the people. but then someone’s looking at him, talking to him, && it takes everything in haru’s power to not just reply ‘UM’. 

“That’s … unfortunate,” he manages to say, although he’d be lying if he said he heard the ENTIRE STORY beforehand. 

❝yeah, it is!❞ 

he then made a face that resembled a pout. it wasn’t too noticeable though, given that his features rearranged theirselves only slightly. exaggerated expressions were impolite, or so his parents had told him.

❝it’s just about as unfortunate as this. i mean, i don’t like complaining-- it’s just not my thing. but who ever heard of a supermarket with only one working register?❞ 

despite his sentence being worded like a protest, his tone didn’t raise one bit. it remained calm, just as usual. the perks of being a patient guy.  

❝maaaaan, rinka-nee’s going to kill me for being late. she said she needed these things right now, ‘cause she’s going to bake something for her husband or something.❞ 

pursing his lips lightly, he gave a good glance around his surroundings. most customers seemed angry, not that he could blame them. it was as he gave a step forward that he spoke again,  

 ❝what about you, though? how are you doing?❞

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withering. | +miyu

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( scared stranger-san ) --

Hell.

This was hell, the kind she used to hear about in Church on Sundays when she was little.

What other explanation could there be for this? One second she had been with the Mochidas, her cousin, Yui-sensei, Shinozaki, Nakashima, Kishinuma, and the others. back in Kisaragi, preparing for the Cultural Festival. Ayumi just wanted to tell ghost stories, and then they preformed that silly charm…

… And here she was, in this decaying place. Corpses, spirits in agony, and worse of all: completely alone! What other place could this have been!?

Stay brave, stay brave, stay brave! Of course, that was easier thought than done in these circumstances.

“… W… wanna go home…” she said quietly to herself (if anything, with nobody around, at least she could relax her throat and ignore her vocal training for a little bit). Anywhere that wasn’t this… place. She didn’t want to call it hell again, convince herself she was damned. Back home, Kisaragi, anywhere was better than this. She closed her eyes, letting her daydream for a moment: it was the Cultural Festival, she was with all her friends. She was playing a game with Satoshi-kun… ahh, they were standing close togeth-

She stepped in something.

“A… ahh…”

She looked down at her feet.

That was an eye.

Not knowing there was anybody else near by, Miyu decided to release the scream she’d been holding in for nearly an hour now.

his gaze quickly flickered from the floor to the wall as he walked, back and forth, back and forth. 

man, this place totally gave him the creeps. he even got cold feet! but, you know, in times like these, it’d be best to stay positive. after all, it wouldn’t be good to just frown all the way and make the whole thing worse, right? 

...right?! 

who can smile when they just saw a severed head, tough?! daisuke, apparently, as evidenced by his features relaxing as he strolled along the long hallway. okay, he had to relax! it could all be fixed with a clear mind. not to mention that this could very well be a nightmare! that’s right, i’ll wake up in my bed in a while. nothing can happen to me! it’s all gonna be-- and then he heard a scream.

shoulders immediately tensing up, he paused for a moment in an attempt to identify where the sound came from. 

❝who’s there?!❞ 

daisuke furrowed his eyebrows. his intuition told him the scream came from his left, so he hurried over. might as well try to help this scared person in his ‘nightmare’! 

upon turning a corner, he saw her-- she seemed to be about his age, if not younger. ❝are you okay?❞

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He was just so annoyingly nice that it made him sick, and yet Karma couldn’t tear himself away.

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My Opinion on;

Character in general: dAISUKE IS??? REALLY CUTE HOLY FUCK I WANNA HUG HIM AND PET HIM. tbh i want ten million cause he’s just so sweet and adorable and i c ry every time.How they play them: THE WAY YOU PORTRAY HIM AS A SWEETHEART AND ALL IS JUST SO??? SO GOOD. tbh i can’t wait for the future when he’s broken and put in bad situations that tests this 8)The Mun: WE HAVEN’T TALKED MUCH BUT YOU’RE SO NICE OK Just. Just fuck me up ok you’re pretty cool from what I’ve seen!!!

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