Oi
Started a blog on tumblr just because I wanted to.
Answer the first questions right away:
⚡Name – Raiden Iwasaki
⚡House – Vagastrom first-year
Other info will be known when I decide that it will be necessary
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@lightning-iwasaki
Oi
Started a blog on tumblr just because I wanted to.
Answer the first questions right away:
⚡Name – Raiden Iwasaki
⚡House – Vagastrom first-year
Other info will be known when I decide that it will be necessary
something something... disappearing for another several weeks... something something...
please dont go looking for me.
Hm? Is... something wrong?
You're ok? Or something like that idk
something something... disappearing for another several weeks... something something...
please dont go looking for me.
Oh. It's june
Cool
Finally some fucking warm
Oh. It's june
Cool
Hey babe
Missed me?
( @lightning-iwasaki )
YAY!! YOURE ALIVE!!!
i missed you lots, im really happy im the first person to come into mind!!! <3
give me lots of love now that youre back!! i was starved of affection :(
Ofc you. Who else?
*Raiden teasingly stroked the other's cheek. It is worth starting everything gradually in order to provoke more.*
You're a good boy aren't you? All good boys deserve encouragement.
“Mhm, I'm a very good boy!! I promise!” Auggie smiles, leaning heavily into the touch like a starved man. His arms quickly wrap around Raiden's waist as he begins to cling onto the first-year like a life-preserver.
“I missed you, y'know... I felt lonely without you saying that you loved me.” He mumbles, hiding his face against the Vagastrom ghoul's shoulder.
Yeah-yeah. Very good boy.
*Tanned hands hugged Auggie, lightly stroking his back. Iwasaki chuckled at such puppy devotion from his boyfriend.*
Everything is fine. I'm here.
*He said the last phrase quietly, turning head slightly and almost touching Auggie's ear with his lips. If someone had seen this from the outside, they would not have believed that the usually rude and harsh Raiden behaved like a caring lover.*
Hey babe
Missed me?
( @lightning-iwasaki )
YAY!! YOURE ALIVE!!!
i missed you lots, im really happy im the first person to come into mind!!! <3
give me lots of love now that youre back!! i was starved of affection :(
Ofc you. Who else?
*Raiden teasingly stroked the other's cheek. It is worth starting everything gradually in order to provoke more.*
You're a good boy aren't you? All good boys deserve encouragement.
I hasten to upset you or please - I'm not dead
Oh shit it's already may
raiden!!! may i have a hug?? ☆(•^-^•)☆
i've been very good too!! i drank my water, and i ate... a full meal that isnt instant food!!
(also its my birthday... i feel like that's the least i deserve) (๑ ´• ₃ •̀๑)
[ @mortkranken-plague ]
Hey birthday boy! Ofc you can
*The first-year wrapped one arm around Auggie's waist and the other lightly pinched his cheek.*
Do you feel old already? Like the egyptian pyramids. The sand has already begun to fall from you.
*With that, Raiden jokingly shook the imaginary sand off the other's shoulder. Still, it was necessary to adhere to his own special style.*
Sorry that I don't have a ribbon with me.
“Y-You read that!?” Auggie squeaks, his face turning red as the first-year joked about him being one year older.
“I don't feel that old, but old enough to be one of the captains on the Titanic...” He shrugs, leaning heavily into the hug as if he was starved of human contact, which knowing him, he was.
I'm not an expert in congratulations. But happy birthday. You may be a rare weirdo but you're funny. It's not boring with you and I really appreciate this quality.
I want to wish you to live at least one more year happy. With me.
*Raiden pressed the other ghoul tighter to him, lightly touching the other's lips with his own. His voice sounded soft and slightly purring during the congratulations. As a final chord, his fingers gently tucked a few green strands behind Auggie's ear.*
raiden!!! may i have a hug?? ☆(•^-^•)☆
i've been very good too!! i drank my water, and i ate... a full meal that isnt instant food!!
(also its my birthday... i feel like that's the least i deserve) (๑ ´• ₃ •̀๑)
[ @mortkranken-plague ]
Hey birthday boy! Ofc you can
*The first-year wrapped one arm around Auggie's waist and the other lightly pinched his cheek.*
Do you feel old already? Like the egyptian pyramids. The sand has already begun to fall from you.
*With that, Raiden jokingly shook the imaginary sand off the other's shoulder. Still, it was necessary to adhere to his own special style.*
Sorry that I don't have a ribbon with me.
Since Raiden had visited him on Valentine's Day (albeit in a more normal fashion), Auggie decided to repay the favor today as he finally decides to actually go to Raiden's place in a normal fashion.
Now normally, he wouldn't have done anything in a normal fashion, but he wanted to get to his boyfriend as quick as humanly possible without much of an inconvenience. The Mortkranken student had been overthinking the gifts he had wanted to get for the first-year, but finally decided on something reasonable (what he hopes is reasonable at least).
With the second-year nervously making his way through Vagastrom, by the time he got there, he looked like he'd gone through horrible things rather than asking other students where Raiden's dorm was located.
The gift itself was rather simple, a can of mint soda and a couple of interestingly designed wheels for the Vagastrom ghoul's skateboard. They were practical enough for him to use, and maybe he'll get praised for doing a good job!!
[ @mortkranken-plague ]
*Raiden's intuition told him that something was going to happen today. Perhaps because the last days have been too boring and something has to happen. Or maybe this is a distinctive feature of ghouls? Who knows, but still this feeling was there. And my intuition didn't fail.*
*He heard the sound behind the door leading to the hallway, as if someone was shifting from foot to foot with something metal. After waiting for a couple of seconds, waiting for the sound to stop, the first-year finally broke away from his business and opened the door, looking outside with a questioning expression on his face.*
Ah... It's you. I didn't expect you to come in through the door. Didn't the local punks snap back too much?
*Iwasaki smiled and leaned his shoulder on the doorframe. He was very amused and surprised that such a modest guy as Auggie decided to come to the dormitory, which also does not have the best reputation. Can say that this is almost a heroic feat, about which ballads and legends can be composed.*
It works with surprising efficiency. The second-year's attention shifts from Raiden to the question he was asked.
“I do, but like I said before, I don't have many people to talk with. And the general students scare me, so I don't like talking to them.” He sighs, his grip around the first-year's waist tightening imperceptibly. “I am trying to talk to other people, but I can't. It technically isn't part of my list of taking care of myself, but humans are naturally social and become increasingly more miserable the longer they go without social interaction.”
You should be braver. At the very least be able not to show your fear to others.
*With a kind of mentoring look, Iwasaki patted his hapless boyfriend on the head. There is a lot of work to be done before Auggie can live as a relatively full-fledged member of society. And Raiden will really have to supervise all this work.*
Rome wasn't built in a day. So you need to start with something small. Running away from the problem will not solve it.
“Not show fear...?” Auggie replies, his boyfriend's statement now being reiterated as a question from him. “I don't get it... So like, you want me to not look like I'm one side-glance away from having a nervous breakdown?”
He thinks about it for a few moments, as if he's surprised by the information. “I'm not sure how I'll actually work on this... Do I talk to someone that isn't you or from Mortkranken?”
Yeah... Something like that. The crowd loves confident people. Talk to people the way you talk to me.
And try not to dump all your quirks on strangers at once. Give out your oddities gradually. So that people have time to get used to them.
*Iwasaki sighed, realizing that despite the advice, he himself was far from the most sociable. Although it was more a part of his personality than communication problems.*
You don't need to talk to everyone at once. Try to find a convenient moment and start a conversation with some casual topic. I warn you right away that not all people can become your friends or want to maintain a dialogue. Just keep it in mind and try not to get too upset about jerks. Okay?
“Mnnh, even I know that's gonna be hard to shake.” Auggie frowns, glancing over at the first-year that's trying to help him be a better functioning member of society.
“Mhm, I know. I just have to remember that even if my brain yells at me to try and appease them like second nature.”
*With a heavy sigh, he pressed the bridge of his nose between fingers. God knows (if he even exists) that Raiden sometimes regretted getting involved with Auggie. But as said: "we are responsible for those who have been tamed". Tanned hand only gently ran through the other's hair, and a bitter smile stretched on his face.*
Over time you'll learn to communicate with other people. Maybe. At least it's worth trying.
“Yeah, everything's worth trying out at least once, even if it's outside my usual comfort zone.” Auggie muses, closing his eyes as he felt Raiden run his hands through his hair.
As if it's second-nature, he leans into the touch with an expression that's akin to a cat being pleased with the attention given to it. It's amusing how much the second-year fails to disprove the (non-existent) allegations against him that say he was a cat or some feline-adjacent in his past life.
Yep. Quite so.
*Now he felt more like a trainer than a parent. Of course, without commands like "bring slippers" or "sit", but something like that. It's good that Auggie doesn't resist and understands why Raiden is teaching him.*
Do you feel better than usual now? Not right now. Recently.
“Yeah, a little bit. I haven't been feeling as tired recently, and I've been remembering to drink water sometimes!!” Auggie smiles, looking at Raiden like he was hoping to get some praise out of him. At least he's been remembering the habits he's supposed to follow.
He rests his head on the first-year's shoulder once more, but he didn't seem to have intentions of marking him up at the moment as he waits for his boyfriend's response.
See? You will eat properly and well and you will feel better. Good boys should take care of their health. You're a good boy?
*Raiden's voice was soft, and his hand ran through green hair. The training of the second-year was in full swing and "Trainer" was pleased that Auggie obeyed his commands.*
“Mhm,” The second-year hums in response, leaning heavily into Raiden's touch like a touch-starved animal.
The praise washes over him, making Auggie melt further into the gentle hands running through his hair. His eyes close momentarily, letting the feeling of being (technically) petted numb his senses.
“I'll continue being good, this feels nice... I want you to do it more often...” He mumbles, a soft sigh escaping him as if he was getting lulled to sleep.
*Stroking went down to the shoulder blades, passing from the top of the head. Just like stroking cats. Ghoul grinned at how the second-year sitting under him was practically melting.*
Wonderful. You're a good boy.
"As a reward, Raiden kissed Auggie on the forehead, having previously removed his bangs gently. His voice almost purred as he praised his boyfriend for his obedience.*
Since Raiden had visited him on Valentine's Day (albeit in a more normal fashion), Auggie decided to repay the favor today as he finally decides to actually go to Raiden's place in a normal fashion.
Now normally, he wouldn't have done anything in a normal fashion, but he wanted to get to his boyfriend as quick as humanly possible without much of an inconvenience. The Mortkranken student had been overthinking the gifts he had wanted to get for the first-year, but finally decided on something reasonable (what he hopes is reasonable at least).
With the second-year nervously making his way through Vagastrom, by the time he got there, he looked like he'd gone through horrible things rather than asking other students where Raiden's dorm was located.
The gift itself was rather simple, a can of mint soda and a couple of interestingly designed wheels for the Vagastrom ghoul's skateboard. They were practical enough for him to use, and maybe he'll get praised for doing a good job!!
[ @mortkranken-plague ]
*Raiden's intuition told him that something was going to happen today. Perhaps because the last days have been too boring and something has to happen. Or maybe this is a distinctive feature of ghouls? Who knows, but still this feeling was there. And my intuition didn't fail.*
*He heard the sound behind the door leading to the hallway, as if someone was shifting from foot to foot with something metal. After waiting for a couple of seconds, waiting for the sound to stop, the first-year finally broke away from his business and opened the door, looking outside with a questioning expression on his face.*
Ah... It's you. I didn't expect you to come in through the door. Didn't the local punks snap back too much?
*Iwasaki smiled and leaned his shoulder on the doorframe. He was very amused and surprised that such a modest guy as Auggie decided to come to the dormitory, which also does not have the best reputation. Can say that this is almost a heroic feat, about which ballads and legends can be composed.*
It works with surprising efficiency. The second-year's attention shifts from Raiden to the question he was asked.
“I do, but like I said before, I don't have many people to talk with. And the general students scare me, so I don't like talking to them.” He sighs, his grip around the first-year's waist tightening imperceptibly. “I am trying to talk to other people, but I can't. It technically isn't part of my list of taking care of myself, but humans are naturally social and become increasingly more miserable the longer they go without social interaction.”
You should be braver. At the very least be able not to show your fear to others.
*With a kind of mentoring look, Iwasaki patted his hapless boyfriend on the head. There is a lot of work to be done before Auggie can live as a relatively full-fledged member of society. And Raiden will really have to supervise all this work.*
Rome wasn't built in a day. So you need to start with something small. Running away from the problem will not solve it.
“Not show fear...?” Auggie replies, his boyfriend's statement now being reiterated as a question from him. “I don't get it... So like, you want me to not look like I'm one side-glance away from having a nervous breakdown?”
He thinks about it for a few moments, as if he's surprised by the information. “I'm not sure how I'll actually work on this... Do I talk to someone that isn't you or from Mortkranken?”
Yeah... Something like that. The crowd loves confident people. Talk to people the way you talk to me.
And try not to dump all your quirks on strangers at once. Give out your oddities gradually. So that people have time to get used to them.
*Iwasaki sighed, realizing that despite the advice, he himself was far from the most sociable. Although it was more a part of his personality than communication problems.*
You don't need to talk to everyone at once. Try to find a convenient moment and start a conversation with some casual topic. I warn you right away that not all people can become your friends or want to maintain a dialogue. Just keep it in mind and try not to get too upset about jerks. Okay?
“Mnnh, even I know that's gonna be hard to shake.” Auggie frowns, glancing over at the first-year that's trying to help him be a better functioning member of society.
“Mhm, I know. I just have to remember that even if my brain yells at me to try and appease them like second nature.”
*With a heavy sigh, he pressed the bridge of his nose between fingers. God knows (if he even exists) that Raiden sometimes regretted getting involved with Auggie. But as said: "we are responsible for those who have been tamed". Tanned hand only gently ran through the other's hair, and a bitter smile stretched on his face.*
Over time you'll learn to communicate with other people. Maybe. At least it's worth trying.
“Yeah, everything's worth trying out at least once, even if it's outside my usual comfort zone.” Auggie muses, closing his eyes as he felt Raiden run his hands through his hair.
As if it's second-nature, he leans into the touch with an expression that's akin to a cat being pleased with the attention given to it. It's amusing how much the second-year fails to disprove the (non-existent) allegations against him that say he was a cat or some feline-adjacent in his past life.
Yep. Quite so.
*Now he felt more like a trainer than a parent. Of course, without commands like "bring slippers" or "sit", but something like that. It's good that Auggie doesn't resist and understands why Raiden is teaching him.*
Do you feel better than usual now? Not right now. Recently.
“Yeah, a little bit. I haven't been feeling as tired recently, and I've been remembering to drink water sometimes!!” Auggie smiles, looking at Raiden like he was hoping to get some praise out of him. At least he's been remembering the habits he's supposed to follow.
He rests his head on the first-year's shoulder once more, but he didn't seem to have intentions of marking him up at the moment as he waits for his boyfriend's response.
See? You will eat properly and well and you will feel better. Good boys should take care of their health. You're a good boy?
*Raiden's voice was soft, and his hand ran through green hair. The training of the second-year was in full swing and "Trainer" was pleased that Auggie obeyed his commands.*
Since Raiden had visited him on Valentine's Day (albeit in a more normal fashion), Auggie decided to repay the favor today as he finally decides to actually go to Raiden's place in a normal fashion.
Now normally, he wouldn't have done anything in a normal fashion, but he wanted to get to his boyfriend as quick as humanly possible without much of an inconvenience. The Mortkranken student had been overthinking the gifts he had wanted to get for the first-year, but finally decided on something reasonable (what he hopes is reasonable at least).
With the second-year nervously making his way through Vagastrom, by the time he got there, he looked like he'd gone through horrible things rather than asking other students where Raiden's dorm was located.
The gift itself was rather simple, a can of mint soda and a couple of interestingly designed wheels for the Vagastrom ghoul's skateboard. They were practical enough for him to use, and maybe he'll get praised for doing a good job!!
[ @mortkranken-plague ]
*Raiden's intuition told him that something was going to happen today. Perhaps because the last days have been too boring and something has to happen. Or maybe this is a distinctive feature of ghouls? Who knows, but still this feeling was there. And my intuition didn't fail.*
*He heard the sound behind the door leading to the hallway, as if someone was shifting from foot to foot with something metal. After waiting for a couple of seconds, waiting for the sound to stop, the first-year finally broke away from his business and opened the door, looking outside with a questioning expression on his face.*
Ah... It's you. I didn't expect you to come in through the door. Didn't the local punks snap back too much?
*Iwasaki smiled and leaned his shoulder on the doorframe. He was very amused and surprised that such a modest guy as Auggie decided to come to the dormitory, which also does not have the best reputation. Can say that this is almost a heroic feat, about which ballads and legends can be composed.*
It works with surprising efficiency. The second-year's attention shifts from Raiden to the question he was asked.
“I do, but like I said before, I don't have many people to talk with. And the general students scare me, so I don't like talking to them.” He sighs, his grip around the first-year's waist tightening imperceptibly. “I am trying to talk to other people, but I can't. It technically isn't part of my list of taking care of myself, but humans are naturally social and become increasingly more miserable the longer they go without social interaction.”
You should be braver. At the very least be able not to show your fear to others.
*With a kind of mentoring look, Iwasaki patted his hapless boyfriend on the head. There is a lot of work to be done before Auggie can live as a relatively full-fledged member of society. And Raiden will really have to supervise all this work.*
Rome wasn't built in a day. So you need to start with something small. Running away from the problem will not solve it.
“Not show fear...?” Auggie replies, his boyfriend's statement now being reiterated as a question from him. “I don't get it... So like, you want me to not look like I'm one side-glance away from having a nervous breakdown?”
He thinks about it for a few moments, as if he's surprised by the information. “I'm not sure how I'll actually work on this... Do I talk to someone that isn't you or from Mortkranken?”
Yeah... Something like that. The crowd loves confident people. Talk to people the way you talk to me.
And try not to dump all your quirks on strangers at once. Give out your oddities gradually. So that people have time to get used to them.
*Iwasaki sighed, realizing that despite the advice, he himself was far from the most sociable. Although it was more a part of his personality than communication problems.*
You don't need to talk to everyone at once. Try to find a convenient moment and start a conversation with some casual topic. I warn you right away that not all people can become your friends or want to maintain a dialogue. Just keep it in mind and try not to get too upset about jerks. Okay?
“Mnnh, even I know that's gonna be hard to shake.” Auggie frowns, glancing over at the first-year that's trying to help him be a better functioning member of society.
“Mhm, I know. I just have to remember that even if my brain yells at me to try and appease them like second nature.”
*With a heavy sigh, he pressed the bridge of his nose between fingers. God knows (if he even exists) that Raiden sometimes regretted getting involved with Auggie. But as said: "we are responsible for those who have been tamed". Tanned hand only gently ran through the other's hair, and a bitter smile stretched on his face.*
Over time you'll learn to communicate with other people. Maybe. At least it's worth trying.
“Yeah, everything's worth trying out at least once, even if it's outside my usual comfort zone.” Auggie muses, closing his eyes as he felt Raiden run his hands through his hair.
As if it's second-nature, he leans into the touch with an expression that's akin to a cat being pleased with the attention given to it. It's amusing how much the second-year fails to disprove the (non-existent) allegations against him that say he was a cat or some feline-adjacent in his past life.
Yep. Quite so.
*Now he felt more like a trainer than a parent. Of course, without commands like "bring slippers" or "sit", but something like that. It's good that Auggie doesn't resist and understands why Raiden is teaching him.*
Do you feel better than usual now? Not right now. Recently.
Since Raiden had visited him on Valentine's Day (albeit in a more normal fashion), Auggie decided to repay the favor today as he finally decides to actually go to Raiden's place in a normal fashion.
Now normally, he wouldn't have done anything in a normal fashion, but he wanted to get to his boyfriend as quick as humanly possible without much of an inconvenience. The Mortkranken student had been overthinking the gifts he had wanted to get for the first-year, but finally decided on something reasonable (what he hopes is reasonable at least).
With the second-year nervously making his way through Vagastrom, by the time he got there, he looked like he'd gone through horrible things rather than asking other students where Raiden's dorm was located.
The gift itself was rather simple, a can of mint soda and a couple of interestingly designed wheels for the Vagastrom ghoul's skateboard. They were practical enough for him to use, and maybe he'll get praised for doing a good job!!
[ @mortkranken-plague ]
*Raiden's intuition told him that something was going to happen today. Perhaps because the last days have been too boring and something has to happen. Or maybe this is a distinctive feature of ghouls? Who knows, but still this feeling was there. And my intuition didn't fail.*
*He heard the sound behind the door leading to the hallway, as if someone was shifting from foot to foot with something metal. After waiting for a couple of seconds, waiting for the sound to stop, the first-year finally broke away from his business and opened the door, looking outside with a questioning expression on his face.*
Ah... It's you. I didn't expect you to come in through the door. Didn't the local punks snap back too much?
*Iwasaki smiled and leaned his shoulder on the doorframe. He was very amused and surprised that such a modest guy as Auggie decided to come to the dormitory, which also does not have the best reputation. Can say that this is almost a heroic feat, about which ballads and legends can be composed.*
It works with surprising efficiency. The second-year's attention shifts from Raiden to the question he was asked.
“I do, but like I said before, I don't have many people to talk with. And the general students scare me, so I don't like talking to them.” He sighs, his grip around the first-year's waist tightening imperceptibly. “I am trying to talk to other people, but I can't. It technically isn't part of my list of taking care of myself, but humans are naturally social and become increasingly more miserable the longer they go without social interaction.”
You should be braver. At the very least be able not to show your fear to others.
*With a kind of mentoring look, Iwasaki patted his hapless boyfriend on the head. There is a lot of work to be done before Auggie can live as a relatively full-fledged member of society. And Raiden will really have to supervise all this work.*
Rome wasn't built in a day. So you need to start with something small. Running away from the problem will not solve it.
“Not show fear...?” Auggie replies, his boyfriend's statement now being reiterated as a question from him. “I don't get it... So like, you want me to not look like I'm one side-glance away from having a nervous breakdown?”
He thinks about it for a few moments, as if he's surprised by the information. “I'm not sure how I'll actually work on this... Do I talk to someone that isn't you or from Mortkranken?”
Yeah... Something like that. The crowd loves confident people. Talk to people the way you talk to me.
And try not to dump all your quirks on strangers at once. Give out your oddities gradually. So that people have time to get used to them.
*Iwasaki sighed, realizing that despite the advice, he himself was far from the most sociable. Although it was more a part of his personality than communication problems.*
You don't need to talk to everyone at once. Try to find a convenient moment and start a conversation with some casual topic. I warn you right away that not all people can become your friends or want to maintain a dialogue. Just keep it in mind and try not to get too upset about jerks. Okay?
“Mnnh, even I know that's gonna be hard to shake.” Auggie frowns, glancing over at the first-year that's trying to help him be a better functioning member of society.
“Mhm, I know. I just have to remember that even if my brain yells at me to try and appease them like second nature.”
*With a heavy sigh, he pressed the bridge of his nose between fingers. God knows (if he even exists) that Raiden sometimes regretted getting involved with Auggie. But as said: "we are responsible for those who have been tamed". Tanned hand only gently ran through the other's hair, and a bitter smile stretched on his face.*
Over time you'll learn to communicate with other people. Maybe. At least it's worth trying.
Since Raiden had visited him on Valentine's Day (albeit in a more normal fashion), Auggie decided to repay the favor today as he finally decides to actually go to Raiden's place in a normal fashion.
Now normally, he wouldn't have done anything in a normal fashion, but he wanted to get to his boyfriend as quick as humanly possible without much of an inconvenience. The Mortkranken student had been overthinking the gifts he had wanted to get for the first-year, but finally decided on something reasonable (what he hopes is reasonable at least).
With the second-year nervously making his way through Vagastrom, by the time he got there, he looked like he'd gone through horrible things rather than asking other students where Raiden's dorm was located.
The gift itself was rather simple, a can of mint soda and a couple of interestingly designed wheels for the Vagastrom ghoul's skateboard. They were practical enough for him to use, and maybe he'll get praised for doing a good job!!
[ @mortkranken-plague ]
*Raiden's intuition told him that something was going to happen today. Perhaps because the last days have been too boring and something has to happen. Or maybe this is a distinctive feature of ghouls? Who knows, but still this feeling was there. And my intuition didn't fail.*
*He heard the sound behind the door leading to the hallway, as if someone was shifting from foot to foot with something metal. After waiting for a couple of seconds, waiting for the sound to stop, the first-year finally broke away from his business and opened the door, looking outside with a questioning expression on his face.*
Ah... It's you. I didn't expect you to come in through the door. Didn't the local punks snap back too much?
*Iwasaki smiled and leaned his shoulder on the doorframe. He was very amused and surprised that such a modest guy as Auggie decided to come to the dormitory, which also does not have the best reputation. Can say that this is almost a heroic feat, about which ballads and legends can be composed.*
It works with surprising efficiency. The second-year's attention shifts from Raiden to the question he was asked.
“I do, but like I said before, I don't have many people to talk with. And the general students scare me, so I don't like talking to them.” He sighs, his grip around the first-year's waist tightening imperceptibly. “I am trying to talk to other people, but I can't. It technically isn't part of my list of taking care of myself, but humans are naturally social and become increasingly more miserable the longer they go without social interaction.”
You should be braver. At the very least be able not to show your fear to others.
*With a kind of mentoring look, Iwasaki patted his hapless boyfriend on the head. There is a lot of work to be done before Auggie can live as a relatively full-fledged member of society. And Raiden will really have to supervise all this work.*
Rome wasn't built in a day. So you need to start with something small. Running away from the problem will not solve it.
“Not show fear...?” Auggie replies, his boyfriend's statement now being reiterated as a question from him. “I don't get it... So like, you want me to not look like I'm one side-glance away from having a nervous breakdown?”
He thinks about it for a few moments, as if he's surprised by the information. “I'm not sure how I'll actually work on this... Do I talk to someone that isn't you or from Mortkranken?”
Yeah... Something like that. The crowd loves confident people. Talk to people the way you talk to me.
And try not to dump all your quirks on strangers at once. Give out your oddities gradually. So that people have time to get used to them.
*Iwasaki sighed, realizing that despite the advice, he himself was far from the most sociable. Although it was more a part of his personality than communication problems.*
You don't need to talk to everyone at once. Try to find a convenient moment and start a conversation with some casual topic. I warn you right away that not all people can become your friends or want to maintain a dialogue. Just keep it in mind and try not to get too upset about jerks. Okay?
Since Raiden had visited him on Valentine's Day (albeit in a more normal fashion), Auggie decided to repay the favor today as he finally decides to actually go to Raiden's place in a normal fashion.
Now normally, he wouldn't have done anything in a normal fashion, but he wanted to get to his boyfriend as quick as humanly possible without much of an inconvenience. The Mortkranken student had been overthinking the gifts he had wanted to get for the first-year, but finally decided on something reasonable (what he hopes is reasonable at least).
With the second-year nervously making his way through Vagastrom, by the time he got there, he looked like he'd gone through horrible things rather than asking other students where Raiden's dorm was located.
The gift itself was rather simple, a can of mint soda and a couple of interestingly designed wheels for the Vagastrom ghoul's skateboard. They were practical enough for him to use, and maybe he'll get praised for doing a good job!!
[ @mortkranken-plague ]
*Raiden's intuition told him that something was going to happen today. Perhaps because the last days have been too boring and something has to happen. Or maybe this is a distinctive feature of ghouls? Who knows, but still this feeling was there. And my intuition didn't fail.*
*He heard the sound behind the door leading to the hallway, as if someone was shifting from foot to foot with something metal. After waiting for a couple of seconds, waiting for the sound to stop, the first-year finally broke away from his business and opened the door, looking outside with a questioning expression on his face.*
Ah... It's you. I didn't expect you to come in through the door. Didn't the local punks snap back too much?
*Iwasaki smiled and leaned his shoulder on the doorframe. He was very amused and surprised that such a modest guy as Auggie decided to come to the dormitory, which also does not have the best reputation. Can say that this is almost a heroic feat, about which ballads and legends can be composed.*
It works with surprising efficiency. The second-year's attention shifts from Raiden to the question he was asked.
“I do, but like I said before, I don't have many people to talk with. And the general students scare me, so I don't like talking to them.” He sighs, his grip around the first-year's waist tightening imperceptibly. “I am trying to talk to other people, but I can't. It technically isn't part of my list of taking care of myself, but humans are naturally social and become increasingly more miserable the longer they go without social interaction.”
You should be braver. At the very least be able not to show your fear to others.
*With a kind of mentoring look, Iwasaki patted his hapless boyfriend on the head. There is a lot of work to be done before Auggie can live as a relatively full-fledged member of society. And Raiden will really have to supervise all this work.*
Rome wasn't built in a day. So you need to start with something small. Running away from the problem will not solve it.