SK8ER BOI.

[kaeisu-blog]

    ooc. like for a starter! capping at 3 ; fellow dex holders don’t count for the cap!

[yourmusings]

RP starters: Concern.

“It’s midnight, where the hell were you?!”

“Stop keeping your phone in silent, you got me worried!”

“Blood? Are you bleeding?”

“I don’t like the idea of you walking down the streets all alone.”

“I thought I would never see you again…”

“We should get you to hospital.”

“Where did all those bruises came from?”

“I have the right to be worried!”

“Have you been drinking? You look terrible.”

“Sleep at my place tonight.”

“I don’t feel safe letting you be alone when you’re in that shape.”

“Please talk to me about it.”

“Let me take care of you.”

“You need to rest now. Don’t move.”

“How many times have I told you to not go there?”

“You could’ve died, you know…”

“I don’t care if you don’t want my help, I’ll do it anyways.”

“You really need to stop drinking. I’m serious.”

“This time you got yourself into a hospital. I think that’s a sign.”

“Are you sure you’re okay?”

“You need to stop doing stupid shit like that or you will get yourself killed.”

“I’m your friend, of course I care!”

“You know I’m always here for you, right?”

“You’re not okay.”

“I’m just trying to help you.”

“Let me clean your wounds…”

“Why did you do it? Tell me.”

[legendarymemes]

Concern Meme

‘I’ve not seen you eat a vegetable in a week. How about I make you a proper dinner?’

‘That does not look like a flesh wound, dude.’

‘Do you actually ever leave your office and sleep?’

‘Sleeping on your desk totally doesn’t count.’

'I’ve seen healthier looking corpses. You should head to bed.’

'Keep hydrated! I’m concerned about you in that heat!’

'Have you practised any self-care today?’

'Do you want me to run a warm bath for you? We can use your favourite bubble bar.’

'I’ll hold your hair. Just take deep breaths.’

'I know there was a story about a girl who lived on nothing but pizza, but I really don’t think you’ll manage to do the same!’

'You look terrible. I mean, you look beautiful as ever, but also super sick.’

'Please go and rest? I’m so worried about you!’

'You need to sit for a while. Please? You’re always on your feet.’

'All this stress isn’t good for you.’

'Would you like a back-rub?’

'C'mon, look at me! Don’t close your eyes, okay?’

'Wake up! Come on, please! Come back to me!’

'You’re having a nightmare! It’s not real, I’m here!’

'What do you normally do to help your anxiety? We can do that.’

'Would you like me to sit with you while you go through this?’

'Are you okay for me to touch you? You can nod or shake your head.’

'Breathe, that’s it. Nice and steady.’

'I’m right here, I promise. I’m not going anywhere.’

'You can cry if you need to, it’s alright. No one would think badly of you.’

'Do you want a hug?’

'I’ll stay right with you until you fall asleep.’

'You went really dizzy there for a second. Can you hear me now?’

'I’ve got you. I won’t let anything happen to you. Just stay with me, please…’

'Where does it hurt? Can you show me?’

'I have a first aid kit, I can fix you up.' 

[argentvvm-blog]

it wasn’t like this was abnormal. silver had gotten used to gold skipping, but he didn’t like that things were this way. it didn’t help gold’s grades at all. he used to make more of a fuss about it, but stopped when he realized it wasn’t making much of a difference. he did, however, always take two sets of notes on days when his friend didn’t go in. perhaps the other would never use them, but silver still felt it may be worth something.

“hey.” he set his bag down, taking out a few sheets of paper and walking over to gold to hand them to him. “it ended a bit early. have you been up for a long time?” silver sat down on the couch, looking at the game his friend was playing for a moment then turning his attention back toward gold. “you know there’s a math test soon.” he wouldn’t bug him too much about it, but he felt like it would be good to at least remind him.

[kaeisu-blog]

    a glance was momentarily spared to look at the papers handed to him -- sure, he had no interest in them, but silver did take the time to write them for him, so he paused his game to take the notes from his friend, placing them next to him on the couch ( besides, gold knew deep down he’d stress over them until early morning the night of the test, so he was grateful. just a bit ).

      “ depends on what you consider a long time -- ” gold started, thinking on the fly for some kind of excuse to save his dignity or to at least make silver not want to press the subject. “ -- you can’t really blame me, though, i have such a busy life! the girls don’t chase themselves away, you know. ”

       he snickered to himself, going back to his game. playing video games involved math, too, right? so that counted as studying, didn’t it? ( not like it mattered if he just decided not to go on the day of the test. )

       “ ... yeah, yeah, don’t worry about it! my intelligence is mind-blowing. they’ll give me one look and say -- ” -- a annoyingly sing-song, mocking voice replaced his usual one -- “ oh, gold, you’re so smart! you don’t need to take this silly test! and then i’ll get an a! ”

       of course that wouldn’t happen, but that didn’t stop him from dreaming. after all, he knew he’d have to attend school to take the test, so he could keep up his lie his mother would stop worrying that he wasn’t going to school.

[eunoiad-blog]

@kaeisu continued from x.

    oh.   she hadn’t expected him to give her his jacket.   she seriously was just a bit chilly over at his apartment.   logically,   she could have asked for a blanket,  but then she wouldn’t be able to finish her homework.   carefully,  she slipped her arms in the jacket and looked down at her homework to avoid eye contact.   this was possibly one of the only moments where she had been this flustered in her life. 

        “ t-thanks.    it’s really warm. ”

   if his jacket was warm,   he probably gave really nice,   warm hugs– what was she thinking?   this wasn’t the time to think of things like that.

[kaeisu-blog]

    head resting in his hands, gold kept his gaze on her, even as she turned away ( it wasn’t as if he was about to do his homework ). he shifted mere centimeters closer to her subconsciously, taking in her features. sure, it was just his old jacket, but he couldn’t ignore the way his heart skipped when she settled into it.

      “ uh-huh, no problem. ” gold nodded nonchalantly. after a moment, he swallowed quietly, and with no hint of flirting or teasing in his voice ( he was grateful silver wasn’t around because he’d easily notice the twinge of nervousness in his tone ), he added, “ you know ... that really suits you. ”

[pinkfloret-deactivated20160927]

She sighed quietly to herself, turning back to the cabinet. There should be an instant ice pack in there somewhere… Not that she was too sure about how effective it would be at at this point, but it ought to at least help. 

Sakura wasn’t sure of what to think about the way he suddenly became so defensive over a simple question. Should she press for more details? Part of her wondered whether or not it as even professional of her (probably not, but she didn’t like having such a distance from patients either). Silently, she squeezed the ice pack to activate it, instantly feeling the coolness against her palms once she had done so. 

 “I’m sorry,” She handed him the ice pack “I-I didn’t mean to sound like I was accusing you of anything, I just…” Shaking her head she brought back his attention to the ice pack. “You might want to keep that on your nose for a bit. It looks a little swollen, and it should help with the bruising.”

Crimson eyes flickered down to his ankle. “Does it hurt much? Your ankle, I mean. I could get an ice pack for it too.”

[kaeisu-blog]

      as if he couldn’t have made things worse, he did ( then again, that was the one thing gold was good at doing ). he had completely failed in flirting with her, not to mention he snapped at her for asking a simple question. he didn’t even need to get defensive since it wasn’t his fault! not to mention, it wasn’t as if she could do anything, either. patient-doctor privacy law or ... something like that ... he tended to avoid doctors ( even convincing his mom, when he lived with her, that his first aid was top-notch, so he only needed to go to the doctors for vaccinations ).

       taking the ice pack from her hand, he sighed with exasperation. he’d pretty much given in by now, so he complied, placing it on his nose. 

        “ right, right ... thanks. ” gold had been pretty rude to her, considering she was only a volunteer and was doing what she was told. “ my ankle’s fine. i just need to rest it for a couple days, yeah? ”

        not like the doctor was going to be there anytime soon to inform him of that.

[kaeisu-blog]

"Lend me $500?"

    “ i can lend you $500 in love. ”

[kaeisu-blog]

"Do you have a jacket I can borrow?"

     “ hm? ” it wasn’t as if he had a spare jacket or anything. was she asking for his specifically? she didn’t seem like she was that type. he wondered if she would be offended if he gave her his jacket. he didn’t have a problem with it, though -- it wasn’t as if either of them had a choice.

       “ yeah, here. ”

       he slipped off his jacket, draping it on her shoulders.

[kaeisu-blog]

Ask my muse for a favor:

"I need a place to spend the night."

"Can I come over and use your shower?"

"I need you to buy me a pregnancy test."

"Will you come bail me out of jail?"

"My basement flooded, wanna lend me a hand cleaning up?"

"Can you come over and help me study for this test?"

"Pick me up something to eat on your way over?"

"I need a ride to work tomorrow."

"Help me clean my house?"

"Can you watch my dog for me this weekend?"

"Do you have a jacket I can borrow?

"I need some condoms and a leaf-blower, can you bring them over ASAP?"

"I need you to be my date this Friday night."

"Can you come pick me up?"

"Lend me $500?"

"Can I borrow your car?"

[pinkfloret-deactivated20160927]

“U-Um… thank you.” Sakura blinked at him, unsure of what to make of him. He kind of reminded her of someone she knew… “… I… I think.” She added on a few seconds later, scrunching up of her nose with confusion.

“You–You can’t!” She answered, stunned that he would even suggest doing so. The prospect of him trying to skip out on getting treatment offended her more than the inappropriate comment itself. “I-If you leave before they clear you, you can end up doing more damage to your ankle.” Her cheeks were well on their way to picking up a rosy color once again, and she turned away from him to wash and dry her hands.

Letting out a tiny sigh, she approached him and raised her hands, making it clear to him that she was intending to touch him. Soft fingertips barely grazed his chin to tip it up at a slight angle, allowing her to inspect the injured nose in question. He said it was fine, but she wanted to make sure. “You’re lucky it’s not broken.” Sakura murmured, frowning slightly. Punched in the face, he said. “H-How did you get into a fight anyway?”

[kaeisu-blog]

     well, he certainly hadn’t expected that. this girl was around his age and she was reminding him of his mom! sure, she worked at the hospital and it was her job to be concerned, but still ... it was more than a little off-putting to his demeanor.

       he fully intended not to flinch, and he in that he was successful. however, he was too late to hold back the hiss just from the touch. at least it wasn’t broken. just painfully, annoyingly bruised, it seemed.

       “ yeah, yeah, ” he huffed, turning his head to the side. this was why he hated doctors. too intrusive, too concerned, too...much. maybe it was necessary for her to know how exactly he got punched, or which way he twisted his ankle to cause the sprain, but how he got into the fight in the first place? was that really necessary? 

        “ i was provoked -- i swear, i was just defending myself! ” gold put his hands up defensively, somewhat akin to a criminal being caught in the crime. he really did feel like he was talking to his mom. suddenly, the prospect of sneaking out to grab dinner wasn’t so appetizing. 

[fire-priestess]

Kyoko had the day off today, well, by day off, she wasn’t going to class today despite Sayaka being totally annoying about it. Not wanting to hear her roommate constantly bitch about her skipping, Kyoko decided to go out to Little Italy, her stomach needing to be filled.

Kyoko was looking around, seeing what appealed to her, when a complete moron decided to not pay attention to where he was going on his skateboard and run her over.

“Oi! Fucking asshole! You mind watching where you’re going!?”

Kyoko was on her ass, in public, with some tool trying to apologize with free food- wait…free food?

“You better have a thick wallet Tool, because Kyoko Sakura doesn’t do just a little lunch.”

[kaeisu-blog]

     more than a bit put off by the attitude ( although it was understandable, considering she’d been toppled to the ground ), it took gold a beat to get back to his usual composure, waving a hand dismissively at her commentary.

       “ of course! anything for a pretty lady, ” he said, flashing a grin. perhaps it was a bit too obnoxious. oh, well. kicking his skateboard up to catch it, he continued with a wink.

       “ anything in particular you like? as i said, anything is on me. ”  

[eunoiad-blog]

    she had been heading to the grocery store when she felt an arm wrap around her.   at first,   she was completely ready to sock whoever this was in the face.    after all,    who just wraps an arm around a lady?   though,   she stopped herself when she noticed who it was.   it was silver’s roommate,   her next door neighbor.   now,   was that an excuse to do it?   no.   but,   she enjoyed talking to silver and if silver was his friend,   he couldn’t be so bad. 

     that didn’t keep her from having a bit of a confused expression on her face.   she did try to smile though,   not wanting to give him the wrong impression that she was anti-social or something. 

        “ oh hey…  it was gold,   right?   well,   i’m heading to the store so i have as long as it takes me to get there! ”

[kaeisu-blog]

     he couldn’t tell if that was an excuse to get away from him or not ( then again, what kind of date was a grocery store date? ), but he didn’t have time to dwell on it. he was on a mission! 

       looking at her, he took in a breath, ready to get on with it.

       ... what was his mission again?

      he felt his heart sink momentarily. if all his build up lead to this, he would look like an even bigger idiot! time was of the essence here -- if he didn’t say anything, he would seem like a fool, and if he said something foolish, well...that was normal of him. but! that wasn’t the point!

      “ -- right, right! ” he started, stalling with a response to her initial response. “ so -- about that silver guy -- ”

              his usual go-to conversation topic set off a light bulb in his mind. ( that’s right! silver! that jerk who never told him about the cute girl living next door! the jerk who had already met her! )

       “ how long have you known him? he’s a pretty interesting guy, right? ”

       wait, what was he doing? was he too used to trying to set him up with people that he didn’t know how to shit talk him anymore?

        and since when was silver competition?

[kaeisu-blog]

[ text ] Why don’t you go with them, then?

     [ text ] because i want to go with you!

     [ text ] you know, it’s hard to play hard to get when you take it so seriously.

[kaeisu-blog]

[ text ] I can’t believe I fit into your busy schedule!!

      [ text ] there’s always room for a cute girl on my schedule!

[kaeisu-blog]

[ text ] Wait, you’re texting me? How did I get so lucky?

    [ text ] don’t look a gift horse in the mouth!

[kaeisu-blog]

[ text ] I can’t believe I fit into your busy schedule.

     [ text ] Congrats! there’s only so much time in the world to spare, and you get to spend it w/ me!

[kaeisu-blog]

[ text ] You’re hanging out with them again?

     [ text ] seriously? does it really matter?

       [ text ] it’s my problem, not yours.