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HANAHAKI STARTERS     /     NOT ACCEPTING

` ---- i trust you enough to TELL YOU THIS ON MY OWN, `  seiji begins, voice impassive as always despite the itch at the BACK OF HIS THROAT that practically begs him to give into another coughing fit.  ` i would prefer you HEARD IT FROM ME rather than found out accidentally. `

the tone he utilizes is SERIOUS AND SOMBER even for his standards, in an attempt to highlight just how GRAVE A SITUATION he is facing. 

` i’ve contracted HANAHAKI DISEASE. `  and he KNOWS VERY WELL who the flowers are for but he dares not think of them for fear of MAKING HIS CURRENT SITUATION WORSE.  ` it is currently past its INCUBATION PERIOD and well into its first active stage. `

his usual glare SOFTENS AS HE GOES ON.seiji cannot bring himself to be HARSH AND COLD right now. despite knowing that camie MAY NOT EVEN CARE about his condition, it is still too sensitive a topic.

` i have OPTED TO FORGO the surgery. `     /     @glamie

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Send in ‘✿’ for starter where your muse finds out that mine has Hanahaki Disease

Hanahaki Disease - a fictional disease where the victim regurgitates and coughs up flower petals when they suffer from unrequited love.

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ultimate betrayal: seiji’s fucking flesh monstrosity being LIME GREEN what the FUCK is wrong with these animators why isn’t it, i don’t know, FLESH COLORED

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"sometimes i feel like you hate me, but i still want to be friends with you because you still speak to me. i really like you a lot. more than you'll probably ever know."

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Get it off your chest. Send my muse an anonymous confession that's been bothering yours for a long time. I can't say anything...only publish.

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The hero-in-training’s eyes moved in the direction of the other teenager, resting upon him for a few moments before Seiji finally rose to his feet.

    “Yes. I can join you for dinner, though I’m going to be getting dressed in something less drenched. How much longer will it be until it’s done?”

Now he was uncomfortable in the soggy garments that adorned him. He had taken a breather and it was time to get changed so he didn’t get anything else in the house wet or sick. After eating, he’d most likely shower and spend the rest of his afternoon doing who knows what since he had no assignments that night; a nice change.

he glances at his timer yet again. it is TICKING CLOSER TO THREE MINUTES but seichi would rather answer on the safe side.  ` at the most, i imagine it will be something like EIGHT MINUTES. `

enough time for his brother to CHANGE, surely, although he doubts it will be COLD by the time he makes his return anyways. regardless, he’s always AIMED TO PLEASE when it comes to family and this is no exception. he thinks HIGHLY OF SEIJI, after all, and while he knows it is pointless to suck up he often finds himself doing EXACTLY THAT.

` i would estimate the actual time to be closer to four or five minutes. `  with that, he finds himself moving BACK TOWARDS THE KITCHEN.

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He does indeed hear the remark of his sibling, but chooses to ignore it as he buries his face in the fabric of the furniture. He knows he should move and cease his attempts to destroy the very thing he and his family sit on, but he just couldn’t make his body move at the time.

Hearing the other make his way into the room isn’t even enough to stir him. An inaudible mumble in the cushions was the only actual response that came from the young hero-in-training. God, he could just fall asleep there. However, he knows that his twin wouldn’t allow for such a thing, at least not in the drenched uniform he’s in.

It’s a few moments before Seiji actually pushes himself up into a sitting position, his head leaning back as his tired gaze hits the ceiling.

    “It’s just…been a long day.”

Simple, but true. Seiji had been working himself to the bone as of late and it was starting to take it’s toll. He eagerly awaited for the weekend where he could take some time to possibly even sleep in a bit and just not bother with people. A hand rose to remove his hat, resting it in his lap.

    “I’ll get changed. Just give me a moment.”

he does not try to fight the PANGS OF SYMPATHY that arise from within him. he of course HAS NO IDEA what the hero school might be putting seiji through, but he’s WILLING TO BET THAT IT IS A LOT. perhaps that’s one reason that he does not see the merit in HEROICS.

` of course. `  he does not press the issue and this is mostly out of TRUST. if seiji says that he’ll get to it then seichi has NO DOUBT THAT HE WILL. besides, it would not do to RUSH HIM SO MUCH. 

he sneaks a glance at his timer. about FOUR MORE MINUTES remain until he should check up on the food. he’ll be able to work with that.

` will you be JOINING ME FOR DINNER ? `  regardless of what his answer is seichi is already making ENOUGH FOR TWO anyways. it wouldn’t be polite, after all, if he didn’t at least consider the possibility that his brother MIGHT WANT SOME, TOO.  ` i’m not experimenting with anything this time ---- that is to say, i won’t be using you as a TEST SUBJECT for new recipes. `

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God what a day. All Seiji wanted to do was finally get him and rest. Everything ached and he was tired. Heroics training was beating him down this week and really, he just needed a break.

Of course rain had begun to pour the moment he stepped out into the outdoors. Irritated that he had forgotten to bring an umbrella, he made the long trip home. By the time he had actually gotten then, he was drenched, tired, and annoyed. A very obvious irritation  was heavily set upon his features as he finally walked through the door, removing his shoes.

    “This is it. The whole world hates me and this is how it’s telling me…”

He flopped onto the sofa once his wet uniform coat was hung on the coat rack. He didn’t care what got damn at this point, he just needed to rest for one moment.

` are you so certain you aren’t just BEING DRAMATIC ? `  seichi’s not so sure if his voice carries over from his place IN THE KITCHEN, but he’s not about to find out. he takes a look at his UNFINISHED MEAL on the stove ---- it still needs to sit there for a few more minutes, so he has some TIME TO SPARE.

after setting a timer for himself, the younger twin walks out into the living room, immediately catching sight of his DISGRUNTLED SIBLING on the couch.  ` you’re going to ruin the furniture. at least change. `  because as much as he cares about his brother’s predicament, he cares about the STATE OF THE HOUSE even more.

he’s tempted to ROLL HIS EYES but he doesn’t, out of respect for whatever seiji might have had to go through aside from WALKING HOME IN THE RAIN.

` care to tell why you’re so bent out of shape ? `

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also i’m having a crisis because i want to make a blog for shindo now but i swore to myself that i wouldn’t make any more blogs

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shishikura: appears for .1 seconds in today’ episode

me: THERE IT IS!!!!! THERE IT IS!!!! OH MY GOD THERE IT IS!!!!!!!! I FOUND IIIIIIT!!!!!!!!!!!!

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      The woman’s marble countenance softens as she smiles; it makes her appear more approachable, more human. Truth be told, little gestures such as these continue to pleasantly surprise her, even though she has been a professional hero for decades. The irony also isn’t lost on her. Even when she was a queen, she was a thing to be feared, an anomaly to whisper about and wish would disappear. But here, she was a hero, the one and only Snow Angel.

Perhaps one day the respect and admiration would become second nature.

“Oh yes, I know you. Shishikura Seiji.” She extends a gloved hand. “You have an impressive quirk. When I was reviewing your file with the other instructors, I was rather amazed. You have promise, young man.

And, while I’ve certainly visited your school before, I appreciate your welcome. Perhaps you can remind me where your classroom is?”

` i am honored to be RECOGNIZED IN THAT WAY by someone so renowned. `  and while he secretly RELISHES IN THE RECOGNITION he does not allow his formal facade to crack. such behavior would be UNBECOMING of an esteemed student at shiketsu, after all.

` follow me, if you would ---- i’d be MORE THAN HAPPY to refresh your memory as to where our room is located. `

he practically spins on his heel and starts walking. ever the BLUNT STUDENT, he has no time for FILLER CONVERSATION and will do nothing more than get her to his classroom. the fact that she has COMPLIMENTED HIS ABILITIES should not mean that he must open up ---- he won’t until he is prompted to.

` we do not often RECEIVE HERO VISITORS, `  he murmurs. the way he speaks betrays his thoughts on the matter, for seiji is ACTUALLY FINE WITH THAT. the rest of his classmates, however, are not, and he is representing them.  ` as such, your presence here will no doubt raise the spirits of MANY OF US STUDENTS. `

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im so close to having a lot more icons. almost. we’ll see.

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glamie

    “that was perfectly good advice and i expect to be compensated, meatball.”

` it was PERFECTLY FINE ADVICE. it was also completely unprecedented. `

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glamie

    she holds her hand out expectantly then, grin present as ever on her face.

he stares at her hand, then BACK UP AT HER.  ` i don’t know why you’re expecting compliance from me. `

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glamie

    “i’ve got some life advice for ya. if you have a crush on someone and you think they’re out of your league? they aren’t. there are no leagues. peeps are just mad shallow these days and that’s not cool.”

` FASCINATING. can i return to my studies now, or did you have more to say ? `