under lock and key

akimoto rokku bnha oc selective indie roleplayer mutuals only established january 2018 follows back from birbsrphub

[lowkeyunhinged]

One, two, three knocks on their door before Katsuki said it was him and opened the door to let himself in. Katsuki purposefully ignored the organized chaos that was Rokku's dorm room to focus on his goal. He gently flicked them on the nose. "Hey. I dunno if you had any plans over the winter break, but if you were not going to be busy the whole time, I would love to take you out. Like. Out on a date. If you want to?"

Looking up as Kacchan entered their room, Rokku smiled warmly at him. They almost immediately wanted a hug, but they managed to hold back on the compulsion for now, shaking their head a little as he flicked their nose.

A blush rushed to warm Rokku’s face at Kacchan’s words. A date. He wanted to take them on a date. With them. A date. Kacchan wanted to take them on a date.

Considering they’d kissed, Rokku probably shouldn’t have been as surprised as they were. Yet here they were, surprised that Kacchan had sought them out to ask them on a date.

They realised they should say something. “I would love to!” they said, somehow managing to sound almost normal. “Go on a date, I mean! With you. On a date. Together. Me and you. Dating.”

Ah, there it was. It had been going so well, too.

[lowkeyunhinged]

The next time Rokku enters their room they will find an assortment of small gifts on their bed; a small, black stuffed kitten with glossy fur that sparkles when held up to the light, a few bottles of body glitter in pink, turquoise, and gold, and a necklace, hung around the stuffed kitten's neck on a delicate silver chain with a key-shaped charm alongside a heart-shaped lock.

Rokku blinks at the gifts on their bed. There is only one person that they could have come from, because there was only one other person that could enter their room when they weren’t there. The thought of Yamikumo sneaking into their room to leave them gifts makes Rokku smile fondly, and they pick the kitten up and pet its sparkly fur.

“He was embarrassed, you see,” they tell the kitten as they carefully slip the necklace off. “He doesn’t like people to see him being soft. But that’s okay, because I know he is. This proves it.”

They put the kitten down so that they can fasten the necklace around their neck, smiling fondly at the charms and then tucking it beneath the collar of their shirt. “I’d better go and find him to say thank you,” Rokku said to the kitten. “I’ll give him a hug and he’ll blush and act like he’s grumpy about it. It’s going to be adorable.”

With that, Rokku bounced out of their room and went in search of Yamikumo. He deserved at least three hugs for this.

[wholeheartedsuggestions]

tell me your thoughts. i’m always listening, always interested in what’s on your mind.

[weightless-grasp]

@lowkeyunhinged

For some reason, Rokku was the first person she could think of when she burst out of her room. Yuu ran down the hall, then took the elevator to go knock on Rokku’s door. She fervently rubbed the tears off her face, and was shifting where she stood.

“Rokku? Are you in there?” A hint of excite or impatience was in her voice. “It’s me, Yuu…!”

[lowkeyunhinged]

Starting at the knock on their door, Rokku’s fingers paused on their keyboard. It was true that they’d handed out gifts today, but somehow they hadn’t quite been expecting anyone to just show up.

When Yuu said it was her, Rokku pushed their chair back and opened the door, smiling at her. “Hey,” they said. They weren’t sure if she would have been back to her room yet or not, so they decided not to spoil anything. “Is everything okay?”

[belladoesrpmeme]

𝐒𝐎𝐅𝐓 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 ♡

For the fluff and soft hearted, here is another lists of sentence starters that has the highest potentiality to turn into a soft scenarios. Feel free to change any pronouns / sentence structure according to your muse’s preference!     TRIGGER WARNING:   N/A.

“I never noticed your eyes were this [colour].”

“Your heartbeat’s really loud.”

“You asleep?”

“I like this, being so close to you.”

“Your hair keeps falling into your eyes, do you know that? Here, lemme just—”

“You’re so, so, so pretty.”

“I just — I’m breathless, okay? Whenever I’m with you, it happens.”

“You make my heart beat so quick.”

“You always know how to make me smile.”

“You’ll always be safe with me.”

[Kisses the other on the cheek]

“Always.”

“I can’t imagine being anywhere but here with you.”

“All my choices lead me to you.”

“I’ll never give you up.”

“I sleep better if you’re around.”

“You snore in your sleep. But… it’s adorable, okay?”

“I like this. A quiet breakfast with you.”

“There’re billions of people on this planet, and I love you. How incredible is that?”

“I trust you.”

[Holds the other’s hand when they think the other won’t notice]

“You keep staring at me instead of watching the film. What’s up?”

“Let’s push all of these stuff away. I wanna dance here right now with you.”

“Are we really doing this? Are we really slow-dancing?”

“When you laugh like that, it just — you’re so beautiful, you know that?”

“No, sorry, you laughed. I … I never saw it before. It’s — pretty.”

“You haven’t laughed in a long time, and I guess I was staring ‘cause I forgot how that looked like.”

[Puts head on the other’s shoulder]

“I will never let you go.”

“You’re the best thing to have ever happened to me.”

“You wrote me a song?”

“You’ve got a fever. Of course I’m not going anywhere.”

[Suddenly feels around the bed to search for the other’s hand / body when they’re sleeping]

[Extends a hand when they see the other was searching for it while they’re sleeping]

“I just feel calmer. When I’m with you.”

“You’re not in bed. I came looking for you.”

“What are you doing up? Come to bed.”

“It’s weird. I never thought I could feel like this, but you showed up. Now, it’s like I don’t wanna go on knowing I might lose the feeling.”

“I don’t mind sharing the blankets with you.”

“You’re cold. Come here.”

“You always do that. You always warm me up.”

“Stay.”

“It’s getting crowded. Here, hold my hand.”

[Hugs for a very long time]

[Puts feet on the other’s lap]

“I’m so proud of you, you know that?”

“I love you.”

[eriversible]

[ Previous: ]

So many… It was like watching rainbows come to life… Eri was eager to provide input, suggesting Deku’s to be green, black and red; Uravity’s being pink, black and brown; and Nejire’s to be light blue, blue-blue, and ‘the kind of light green that makes me think of a green cotton candy’.  All Might was yellow, blue, red and white; Eraserhead was black, white and gold… Fatgum was yellow, white and black. ‘Falling Lady’ was yellow, black and pink. And the man with the glasses… He was white, green and gold. 

When the little bags were laid one over the other, her eyes sparkled just as much as the glitter did in light. They all looked so nice… Eri couldn’t wait to use them in her cards.

“May I watch you mix them?” she politely asked. “I’d ask if I could help, but I don’t know how to mix glitter. I’m worried I’ll accidentally mix them up. Uhm, you can also put the glitter on my cards. I’ll draw all my Christmas presents in the meantime so we can finish them quick…! I’ll do the first one, though. That way, you’ll know how to put it on the rest of the cards.”

“…! Oh, uhm, can also you make four more bags of glitter for me? Purple, black and green for Yamikumo-san; blue, pink and green for Yuuravity; orange, yellow and white for, uhm… th-the other Kacchan…” “And, last one: light green, blue-green, and black.”

[lowkeyunhinged]

Eri was adorable, and Rokku found themselves smiling as they gathered the glitters at her request, arranging them as neatly as they could in the space they had so that she could see all of them to ensure that she was happy. It was nice to have someone else excited about their glitter collection, and they nodded when Eri asked if they could mix them.

“Of course!” they said. “I’ve done it a lot. If you want to give it a try, though, just let me know!”

Rokku set to work, gathering some small pots and the sticks they used to stir the glitters together and pouring glitters from bags carefully, taking care not to let any spill and make a mess. They paused when Eri asked for more, then smiled and nodded, gathering the requested colours and adding them to the piles.

Once each mix was made, Rokku stuck a sticker onto the pot and scribbled the name of the person it was for onto it so they could both remember. “You’re going to have the best cards,” they told Eri, collecting the next set of glitter. “Everyone is going to love them. Especially the drawings.”

[fuegoblooded-blog]

                                                                     ➳ C O N T I N U E : @lowkeyunhinged.

     【 The door makes an audible and jarring scrape as it slides across the floor, and from her ridiculous plight, Maite looks up.

        Blood pools between the canyons of her fingers, tarnishes the water she’s frozen on her hand in a vain effort to reduce swelling. As the uppermost layer of the ice slides and drips off of the rest of its hunk, it swirls with crimson, then darkens to a burgundy while her body staggers towards building clots with its cooling temperature.

        How she got in this position is somewhat of a blur now, reduced to white noise as a natural defense against panic. She knows she got hurt during today’s field simulation. Judging from the pebbles still studding her palms, it had something to do with debris. The chalky residue coating her hands’ callouses tells her it was part of a building that did this. The laceration to her torso is more vast than it is deep, surrounded by violet bruises, shiny like new leaves.

        Whatever happened, she got fucked up.

        Somewhere along the way, she’d ended up struggling her way right to Recovery Girl. Where the dame is, she has no clue, so she’s been trying to rectify this nightmare with mounds of crumpled gauze and a heinous amount of alcohol wipe packets.

        “Oh, uh.” Maite’s cow-like brown stare drops to her lap, where her tracksuit top has been hiked up to the tail end of her ribs. She has wads of gauze stuck to the injury. Even more are adhered to her blood-sticky fingers. “Yeah,” she says, flatly, nodding once. “Maybe that’d be a good idea.” 】

[lowkeyunhinged]

At second glance, the girl’s injury looked much worse that Rokku initially thought. Their eyes widened a little, and they immediately flexed their fingers. Better. Not perfect, but good enough to be functional. They could get another heating pad and fix them completely later.

“Here,” they said, dropping the heating pad and stepping closer. They weren’t the best at first aid, but they had some basic knowledge. They could at least help out until Recovery Girl returned, if nothing else. “Can I see?”

It seemed that there was debris stuck to her hands, and they frowned. “You’ll need to wash this off. It’ll just get in the wound otherwise and could make it worse.” Rokku didn’t want to make her move, so they glanced around until they saw a shallow bowl. Filling it with water and bringing it over to her, they grabbed some paper towels and set them both down carefully. “If we clean all the dust and debris from your hands, then we can work on patching the wound until Recovery Girl gets back.”

They gave her a small, careful smile. “I...I don’t know too much about first aid, but I’ll do my best. We can at least try to stem the bleeding a little.” They gathered together some gauze and bandages and tried to give off an air of knowing what they were doing.

“I’m Akimoto Rokku, by the way,” they said, making a pile of supplies. “What did you do to get an injury like this?”

[persephonememes]

𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐑𝐍𝐄𝐃 /  𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒.

𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐨𝐫 𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐭𝐡 𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠.

❛ What happened? ❜

❛ How are your injuries? ❜

❛ Just promise me you’ll stay here. ❜

❛ You can’t blame yourself. ❜

❛ You know I’m here for you, right? ❜

❛ I’ve never seen you like this before. ❜

❛ When I wake up, you won’t be there. ❜

❛ Okay. You get to leave now. ❜

❛ No. I don’t believe you. ❜

❛ Just.. put down the very sharp knife… ❜

❛ It wasn’t your fault. It hurts. ❜

❛ This isn’t you. ❜

❛ Stop it. ❜

❛ You should be resting. ❜

❛ Are you okay? Did they hurt you? ❜

❛ How can you act like that? ❜

❛ Then why are you still here? ❜

❛ Are you okay? ❜

❛ You can’t live in the past. You gotta move on. Let it go. ❜

❛ And when were you planning on telling me? ❜

❛ What are you, trying to give me a heart attack? ❜

❛ What’s wrong? What happened? ❜

❛ I thought we agreed that secrets are bad! ❜

❛ Sorry. Didn’t want to push any sore spots. ❜

❛ Everything okay? ❜

❛ Do you even know where you’re headed? ❜

❛ I can’t help you unless you talk to me. ❜

❛ Promise me you’re not gonna over-react. ❜

❛ It’s okay, it’s gonna be okay. ❜

❛ Whoa, what are you doing? ❜

❛ Why do you run from me? ❜

❛ You’re changing the subject. ❜

❛ It’s four o'clock in the morning, what are you doing? ❜

❛ You’re bleeding. ❜

❛ You gotta be more careful. ❜

❛ I meant… How are you holding up? ❜

❛ You’re avoiding my question. ❜

❛ I think the worst of it’s over now. ❜

❛ Don’t let fear keep you quiet. You have a voice so use it. ❜

[rpmusings-galore]

                                    no, i’m not a  HERO

                                               but,  d a m m i t

                                                        i’m trying to be 

[lowkeyunhinged]

so i am an awkward and anxious bean, but i would love to rp with more of y’all. i have no idea how to approach anyone though so if you don’t mind me barrelling my way into your dms smash the heck out of that like button and i will come and pretend to be a normal person for about thirty seconds before the weird comes out!

[wildxplosion]

Katsuki took a deep breath, forcing himself to hold back the scream that wanted to unleash. Then he shot them a blank look.“

"Well you have a thing for the other Bakugo so you must think I’m at least a little aesthetically pleasing. Since we’re, y'know, identical.”

[lowkeyunhinged]

They weren’t blushing. They definitely weren’t blushing.

Okay, they were blushing. But only a little.

“That’s...that’s different,” they said. “He smiles and doesn’t always look like he’s going to punch something.”

[wildxplosion]

How fucking rude!

Katsuki glowered at his classmate.

“I’m fucking gorgeous!”

[lowkeyunhinged]

Rokku hummed thoughtfully.

“Are you, though? Are you really?”

[wildxplosion]

Ugh he didn’t want tinsel on his head.

“I’m pretty even without tinsel,” Katsuki argued as he pulled it off and tossed it back at them.

[lowkeyunhinged]

“Hmmm,” Rokku said, tapping a finger against their lower lip faux thoughtfully. “Are you sure about that? It’s definitely up to debate.”

[wildxplosion]

@lowkeyunhinged liked this post for a christmas themed starter

“Did you need to put that much glitter on all of the decorations.”

[lowkeyunhinged]

“Absolutely!” Rokku laughed, stringing more tinsel up. They looked at Bakugou for a moment, then darted over and quickly draped some tinsel onto his head. “See? It even makes you pretty!”

[lowkeyunhinged]

Katsuki shoved a present in Rokku's hands as he walked past them. Inside was a box of glittery nail polishes in different colours.

With a start, Rokku’s hands leapt up to take the gift before it fell to the floor. They blinked in surprise, but by the time they’d lifted their head Bakugou was too far away for them to say thank you.

It was too early, but he’d given it to them early and Rokku was far too nosy curious to wait. They tore the paper off and smiled when they saw the gift. It was sweet and thoughtful, and Rokku made a mental note to pick something else up for Katsuki to add to his gift.

They’d catch up to him and thank him later.

[rpmusings-galore]

                                   but, he felt like warmth, and safety,

                                              like the light of the sun

                                   and everything i knew i don’t deserve

[rpstartersinc]

send me   ‘ mistletoe ’   for my muse’s response to being underneath mistletoe with your muse.   specify whether it’s accidental or on purpose.