wheel of fortune

There is simply nothing worse than knowing how it ends ryoji mochizuki aff. stella city icon by kantr

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minatostyle:

Minato’s shoulder stiffened and his body shook badly.

That was a voice he haven’t heard in so long, besides having small talk in the Great Seal. His hands were holding tight on the arm rest. Minato wants to believe it. But he also doesn’t.

It wasn’t like he wanted to see him again, but the man was afraid. Again. Why was Ryoji Mochizuki, here? There could be so many reasons and explanations. But it didn’t… make sense. He’s dreading a little. He doesn’t want to turn around, nor does he want Ryoji to see him.

But then why didn’t he want to see an old friend? Why? He was balancing his reasons carefully. Yet, all he could do was account it to the fact he was gone from the seal. Or something like that. Then he worried immensely. What happened to Nyx?

He doesn’t know what to do anymore. There were many times he had felt that way. But this time it was terrifying. So Minato had lounged around in his wheelchair.

Footsteps approached him and color had decisively left his face. It was really him. Yellow long scarf, black suspenders, and slicked hair. It was really him. The blue haired boy wanted to cry, or maybe yell.

He lost his voice however that moment as Ryoji came in front of him. A aggressive side of his personality returned, as he grabbed hold of scarf tightly. A hand tightened to a fist and he punched Ryoji Mochizuki in the face.

He doesn’t look like he regret it. Because he asks angrily, “WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE, MOCHIZUKI?”

Yikes.

Ryoji should have known better than to expect some kind of warm welcome - he didn’t, in all honesty - but he also hadn’t expected a fist to the face either.

Not that he didn’t deserve it. He just hadn’t anticipated it.

Ryoji stumbles backward, sucking in air between his clenched teeth in some sort of pained hiss. He looks down at Minato, cradling his cheek with the palm of his hand, but there wasn’t any anger in his eyes.

How could there be?

“... Sorry.” he says, adjusting his gaze to look anywhere but at Minato’s face. “I don’t know, either, actually. I was actually hoping maybe you did, but...”

Probably, he should leave Minato alone. Whatever force had put him here had been a mistake. And yet... He just can’t quite will himself to turn around and leave.

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@pretentioustenderfoot

Ryoji figures he must have a knack for finding people, since this would be the third one since he’s arrived that he’s spotted before they spotted him.

Except this time he’s sure, at first glance, and then at second he’s not so sure anymore. He’s older, and, while Ryoji normally wouldn’t have any trouble approaching anyone (stranger or not) he finds himself hesitating.

He didn’t exactly leave any of the members of SEES with the best of memories, the last time they saw him.

While he’s pondering if he should just suck it up and do it - perhaps for the sake of Kotone or Minato, since he wasn’t sure if they knew he was here - Ken turns a corner on a street and is totally gone from Ryoji’s view.

He makes up his mind then - he at least has to go talk to him to make sure it’s Ken - and hustles around the same corner. 

Unfortunately, he didn’t expect Ken to just be standing there, and runs smack into him.

“Ah - Ow-” he says, attempting to regain his balance... And composure. He gives him his best signature cheerful beam, although that didn’t stop Minato from punching him earlier.

“Amada-kun!”

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harpedsuns:

that nickname. there was only two boys who called her that, and they were both ridiculously good friends and absolute dorks. she briefly hopes it’s junpei, it’s a little lonely without her best friend around, but she meets eyes with the only other person who calls her that, and her features soften considerably.

he’s not someone she could ever get mad at, after all.

nothing was his fault.

❝ ryoji-kun! ❞ she excitedly calls back, giving a large and over exaggerated wave as if to call him closer. his smile is infectious, even if he was the harbinger of doom, he was still a genuine human being in her eyes.

❝ i’m so glad to see a familiar face!! ❞

He can’t quite hide the visible relief from showing on his face when she responds to him positively - not that he quite believed she would try to break his nose, or anything, but he can’t imagine what it would be like if she had even just simply ignored him instead.

Ryoji moves closer, encouraged by her and now a little bit more confident.

“Have you been here all by yourself long?” he questions, frowning a bit at the thought. 

“That must have been lonely...”

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@shujxn

Coffee shops are so nice. There’s always something comforting about them - no matter where you are, you can always count on the smell of coffee to take you back to some other time.

And so, to that effect, it’s not really Ryoji’s fault when he gets so caught up in his thoughts that he doesn’t even realize it, until he’s staring at the poor barista behind the counter. It’s totally vacant - until he snaps back to reality, giving the other a sort of bashful smile and averting his eyes.

Whoopsies.

He usually isn’t quite so drifting with his thoughts that he spaces out like that. Must be something about the atmosphere. Still, it’s impolite to stare like that, and he really should say something.

“Ah, sorry. I suppose I was just reminiscing for a moment about something.” he pauses. “Although your glasses are quite fashionable, so I was probably looking at those too.”

There’s something about the boy’s aura, too, he thinks, but doesn’t mention it. There’s really only so much weird one person can get away with in a sitting.

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@harpedsuns

He really shouldn’t be surprised, of course. If Minato was here, and he was here, there would be no reason to think at all that she wouldn’t be too. Still, his eyes widen slightly in surprise - then recognition, then a wide grin bursts across his face.

She looks so much the same, that it puts him at ease.

Hopefully this reunion will go a little smoother than the last, although it wasn’t like he didn’t deserve it.

“Kotone-chan,” he says, pushing that thought down and smiling brightly by way of greeting. “I didn’t know you were here too! Must be my lucky day, running into you.”

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@nonalcoholicyakuza

Ryoji was content to wander around Stella City for the most part during his downtime; it was a good way to get a feel for the layout of the place - especially if he was going to be staying for awhile, like his gut told him.

The vast amount of sheep were kind of unnerving, though. Maybe it just took some time to get used to. Not like he hasn’t seen stranger things.

He’s wandered for so long he’s moved away from the busier part of the city when he suddenly realizes he has no idea where he is, or how to even get back. Ryoji racks his brain, looking around for some sort of landmark or something else familiar, when he spots another person standing nearby.

He’s beyond relieved. For a second, he thought he was going to have to ask directions from a sheep - and he isn’t quite sure how he’d react if the sheep talked back, or something.

“Ah, hello!” he says, keeping a cheerful smile plastered onto his face. “You wouldn’t happen to know how to get back to the city center from here, would you?”

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@minatostyle

Ryoji wasn’t quite sure what kind of place this was.

He knew a few things for certain: he shouldn’t be in this form at all, and that it most definitely didn’t look like any sort of Japan he had ever heard or seen of. Especially not with all the sheep.

The idea to write a letter and send it back with the sheep who greeted him when he awoke crossed his mind, but he’d have to do it later. He didn’t quite... Know how to narrow down the amount of things buzzing through his head to make it concise enough to write down.

Well, if this was where he was now - whether it was real or some sort of purgatory for beings like him - it was completely out of his control. The thought left a bitter taste in his mouth, but he ignored it to venture outside. If he was here, he was here.

The streets are, surprisingly, more busy than he’d thought. It was kind of a cute little place, actually, but what caught his attention far more than that was -

Yeah, no, that definitely was Minato. He was in a wheelchair - that was new - but he sticks his arm up as high as he can raise it and waves it around, hoping to catch his attention.

“Minatooo!” he jogs ahead, stopping to stand in front of the other. “Minato-kun! I didn’t expect to see anyone I knew here...”

... Wherever here was, that was.

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starter call!!! very excited to start RPing with my sweet scarf boy. no cap, we die like men. come at me.

[tatsupyon]

Persona 3

[noctilin]

we will surely meet again

when the flowers bloom

in spring

this is for my friend, poki!!!! ;”0