時雨蒼燕流

YAMAMOTO TAKESHI- Rain Guardian - Baseball Enthusiast - Provider of sushi [ Highly selective + closed post-canon Takeshi from KHR ] Affiliated with FH Written by Misha Timezone: GMT +7

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gnevkotik:

He curses his feet for betraying his mind; his body has a nasty habit of doing things that his brain doesn’t want, and apparently following this absolute nutcase of a stranger into a cafe swarming with cats is included. He’s not sure what it is- definitely not this guy’s infectious personality, because Viktor has that in spades and it pisses him off beyond reason, so maybe it’s just the cats, and the excuse to go in without showing any desire to.

Like being forced to eat the forbidden fruit that Yuri had wanted all along. 

“Fine, but I’m not happy to be here.”

He is.

Yamamoto laughs, because really? That sort of look and demeanor scream the words I like it here!!! to him, but who is he to judge? Maybe he’s just shy, the baseball enthusiast thinks, humming as he tugs the blond deeper into the cafe.

“So, what do people usually do in places like this?” He questions the other, mind drawing blank. He’s never really set foot in a place like this before, and it seems like a good conversation starter, so why not?

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@naturalhitman

Lately, customers were giving Mikoshiba a headache, but that didn’t stop him from working. He did enjoy his job, and he wanted to stay, he just wished that he wasn’t alone so often. He enjoyed company, but sometimes the coffee shop was so quiet that he could even hear the birds chirping outside (not quite literally, as he was inside a library technically).

And sometimes he would bring his own choice of music, having the opportunity all to himself and letting the instrumental music play its works (he had to find something appropriate after all). It was pretty early in the morning, and surprisingly, as it was a Thursday, no one wanted to come in.

But as if reading his mind, someone walked in, a wide grin forming on his features (he wasn’t alone anymore). They didn’t seem scary, he just wished someone else was doing the greeting instead of him, so they can stop him from having the urge to flirt with every customer. It’s a wonder how he still has his job. At least they seemed like the normal type… maybe they could be friends, but it took a while for Mikoshiba to warm up to someone.

“Hello! Welcome! Order whenever you’d like!” keep it cool, Mikoshiba. He stayed at the cash register, a smile on his face, eagerly waiting on the customer. Working at Bookworms Café was a nice place to be.

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It’s been so long since he last goes out on his own and just spend time; some days he’ll spend it entirely with his classmates, other times he’s too busy looking around and trying to find anything suspicious or interesting enough to report back to his boss, and the rest is spent with training in both baseball and swordsmanship.

While his colleagues will be pleased with his continuous routine, there are even times when he wants to walk along a different path from his current classmates. Not that they’re bad, they’re just... different. Or perhaps it is him who has grown way accustomed to the crazy things that happen in Namimori.

He just needs something fresh.

Something interesting.

This kind of drive is exactly the reason he keeps on popping inside every single thing that catches his interest; a fleeting, impulsive choice circling around the thought of “hey, this seems fun!”. Yamamoto hasn’t really found any reason to hate this adventurous soul of his.

Walking inside the place called Bookworm’s, Yamamoto takes in a breath, marveling at the smell he’s grown to dub as ‘the cafe smell’. He smiles easily at the red haired teen greeting him, walking over and glances at the menu displayed.

“Hi there,” he says as greeting, “any recommendations on what to buy?”

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high quality meme starters

taken from all over the internet, some specifically from the youtube channel siIvagunner . 

❝ can i get uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh BONELESS PIZZA ❞

❝ and his name is ……. JOHN CENA ! ❞

❝ succ ❞

❝ BUENOS DIAS MANDY ❞

❝ n - nani ?!? ❞

❝ omae wa, mou shindeiru . ❞

❝ how many layers of irony are you on right now ? ❞

❝ SOMEBODY ONCE TOLD ME THE WORLD WAS GONNA ROLL ME . ❞

❝ [ obnoxious sound of the ever popular rickroll ] ❞

❝ they see me rollin’ . they hatin’ . ❞

❝ todokete, setsunasa ni wa ! ❞

❝ nice of the princess to invite us over for dinner, gay __ ? ❞

❝ i hope she made lotsa spaghetti ! ❞

❝ it’s the nutshack ! ❞

❝ BITCH YOU GUESSED IT ! ❞

❝ AND IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII, WILL ALWAYS LOVE YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU ❞

❝ whoa …. whoa …. whoa …….. WHOA ! WHOAWHOAWHOAWHOAWHOA — ❞

❝ gee ! it sure is BORING around here ! ❞

❝ you know what they say: all toasters … toast toast ! ❞

❝ it’s hiiiiiiigh noon . ❞

❝ eyyyyyyyyy, sexy lady ! ❞

❝ nice . >:] ❞

❝ i’ll have a number nine large . ❞

❝ the more you know ! ❞

❝ look at my horse . my horse is amazing . ❞

❝ epic jojoke . ❞

❝ squadala, we’re off ! ❞

❝ are you sure about that ? ❞

[ dabs ]

❝ let it go ! let it go ! ❞

❝ are you …. a real villain ? ❞

❝ well, uh … technically, uh …. nah . ❞

❝ we are number one ! ❞

❝ notice me, senpai ! ❞

❝ you’re gonna have a bad time  - sans undertale [ 2015 ] ❞

❝ pokemon go to the polls . ❞

❝ is only game . why u hef to be mad ? ❞

❝ snooPINGAS usual i see . ❞

❝ POOTIS . ❞

❝ ECH . ❞

❝ do not presume . ❞

❝ i’m gay . ❞

❝ i have crippling depression ! ❞

❝ expand dong . ❞

❝ HE HAS NO STYLE ! HE HAS NO GRACE ! ❞

❝ according to all known laws of aviation — ❞

❝ what the fuck did you just say to me you little bitch ? ❞

❝ GOOD SHIT . ❞

❝ i play pokemon go everyday ! ❞

❝ BEGONE, THOT . ❞

❝ jesus christ it’s jason bourne . ❞

❝ BEHOLD THE POWER OF MY STAND ! ❞

❝ taaaaaaaake oooooooooon meeeeeeeeee ! ❞

❝ GET TO THE CHOPPA ! ❞

❝ all your base . now belong to us . ❞

❝ WOOMY . ❞

❝ i used to be an adventurer like you, until i took an arrow to the knee . ❞

❝ look at this dude . oh nononononono …. ❞

❝ i am the sand guardian, guardian of the sand ! ❞

❝ exotic butters . ❞

❝ gotta go fast ! ❞

❝ what does the fox say ? ❞

❝ pen pineapple apple pen . ❞

❝ NOOOOOOO . PLEASE GOD NO, NO . NO . NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO — ❞

❝ get out of my swamp ! ❞

❝ look at all those chickens ! ❞

❝ i’m blue, dabudee dabudi . ❞

❝ thank you, __ ! but your princess is in another castle ! ❞

❝ here i come, rougher than the rest of them . ❞

❝ HEHEHE I AM A SUPAHSTAR WARRIAH ❞

❝ press f to pay respects . ❞

❝ the cake is a lie . ❞

❝ owo what’s this ? ❞

❝ SAY WHAAAAAAAT ? ❞

❝ now this is a story all about how my life got twisted upside down . ❞

❝ it’s lit, fam ! ❞

❝ yes, hello . i was wondering i you could play that song, again . ❞

❝ smoke weed every day . ❞

❝ but hey, that’s just a theory ! A GAME THEORY ! ❞

❝ is that a motherfucking jojo reference ??? ❞

❝ [ room on fire ] this is fine . ❞

❝ fuck the police, comin’ straight from the underground ! ❞

❝ this bitch empty . YEET ! ❞

❝ god i wish that was me . ❞

❝ fuck this shit i’m out . ❞

❝ [ knuckles voice ] oh no . ❞

❝ yeah bOIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII ❞

❝ dicks out for harambe . ❞

❝ guess i’ll die . ❞

❝ ya like jazz ? ❞

❝ ow the edge ❞

❝ W H O M S T’ D V E ❞

❝ words can’t hurt me these shades are gucci . ❞

❝ __, shut the fuck up and get the fuck out . ❞

❝ it’s over nine thousand !! ❞

❝ HEEEEEEYEYAAAAAEYAAAEYEYE !!!! ❞

❝ rollin’ around at the speed of sound ! ❞

❝ but that all changed when the fire nation attacked . ❞

❝ that day, humanity received a grim reminder . ❞

❝ DOH ! ❞

❝ two to the one to the one to the three . ❞

❝ so long, gay bowser ! ❞

❝ WEEWOO WEEWOO ❞

❝ GRAND DAD . ❞

❝ IT’S HIP TO FUCK BEES . ❞

❝ DON’T FUCK WITH ME I HAVE THE POWER OF GOD AND ANIME ON MY SIDE ❞

❝ inhale my dong enragement child ❞

❝ HERE COME DAT BOI ❞

❝ look at this photograph ! ❞

❝ souljia boy i tell ‘em . ❞

❝ you know i had to do it to ‘em . ❞

❝ wake me up [ WAKE ME UP INSIDE ] ❞

❝ can’t touch this . ❞

❝ deja vu ! i’ve just been in this place before ! ❞

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gnevkotik:

“No I- what are you- hey!”

Yuri barely has time to react before this….this guy is dragging him into the cafe, much to Yuri’s chagrin. He didn’t want to go in, he really didn’t want to go in-

Well, maybe he wanted to, but just a little bit, and he wasn’t going to admit it to somebody he had never seen before.

“Are you crazy? What kind of person just does that?!” His words are sharp, as is his expression, but he’s not exactly pulling away from the other’s grip, nor does he make any motions to leave.

“Geez, you’re going to give somebody a heart attack someday….I’m out of here.”

However, he still doesn’t move.

“Eh? Why not?” Yamamoto tilts his head, genuinely curious. “I mean, you want to come here, right?” That’s what his assessment of the other concludes as, at the very least. The other boy is clearly shy, or so Yamamoto thinks. After all, he could’ve stormed out of here the very moment Yamamoto dragged him inside, but he didn’t and still hasn’t tried to do so.

Yamamoto smiles. “Naw, don’t be shy,” he tugs the other boy deeper inside the cafe, humming as the meows around them seem to get louder. “I’ve never been to the cat cafe before, you’ll accompany me won’t you?”

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@rnutandis, i see you’re fishing for some information over there.

All the talk about sushi is making him actually miss making sushi, so here he is, in the grocery store, looking at the lines and lines of fishes--fresh, or so it’s stated there anyway--that are just waiting for him to buy and chop to tasty sushi. He’s prepared to buy a bunch, though then he remembers that he lives alone now and, well, he can’t really make a buffet like how he used to do.

Tapping his lips with a finger, the baseball player eyes skim over the fishes on display, only to blink when he notices someone standing beside him. Yamamoto smiles a bit, then, wondering if he should try to do some small talk. He hasn’t forgotten his mission, of course, and he is a bit bored, so it won’t hurt to do so, he supposes.

Mustering up the courage to start--in which it doesn’t take him too long to do so--the teen bends down a bit, probably startling the other, sending the other a three-watt smile.

“Hey, there! Do you like fish?” He laughs a bit at that question he just sprouted, “I mean, have you ever bought fishes here before? I want to ask your opinion about the prices.”

[gnevkotik-blog]

@naturalhitman

Yuri was so accustomed to being compared to a cat - more than partially thanks to Viktor, of all people - but he just didn’t get it. Cats weren’t cute, like his fangirls said. They weren’t fluffy and fuzzy and adorable. Not at all.

“Tch. I don’t get it. Those things don’t look like me, at all.”

As much as he hated to admit it, Yuri Plisetsky was still a sucker for cats, regardless of his anger towards them. The cats in the cafe, however, were a step above the rest, looking both cute and accessible. He could just…..go in there and pet one. Pick it up and hug it. Disgusting.

(He really wanted to.)

Regardless, though, he did nothing but radiate a dark aura and stand at the window, watching the kittens playing inside. He didn’t budge an inch, neither to leave nor to walk in. It was a psychological impasse, and nothing was going to change without divine intervention- or maybe just a stranger’s intervention, instead.

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Yamamoto is currently in the state of what you would call as wandering aimlessly. He doesn’t really have anything to do; finals have ended and it’s the holidays now, so he ends up having nothing to do. It is at this moment he thinks that he should try to get some actual friends (or acquaintances) who are cool with him suddenly crashing in whenever he gets bored.

It is during this stroll that he sees a teen, glowering at the window of a rather cute cafe filled with kittens inside. Oh, it’s a cat cafe! He never been into one, as Yamamoto is more of a dog person, but kittens can be cute, he guesses. Now, he can only wonder why this teen is looking grumpy in front of such innocent balls of fur.

Maybe he’s just embarrassed? Maybe he wants to go in, but he’s too shy to do so? Yamamoto clicks his fingers, a sudden epiphany coursing over him. Then, Yamamoto-logic takes over, and the Rain Guardian merrily makes his way to the teen.

“Hey, why are you standing there?” He asks cheerfully, his hand already on its way to circle the others’. “You wanna come in, right? Let’s go in!”

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[ dropping by to tell you all to chat me on discord or here to plot, so we can thread! yams needs friends. or enemies. or frenemies. whichever works. ]

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@juminisms, this is a great day, isn’t it?

The main city is awesome. Oh, the other places are great, that is for sure, but Yamamoto is one to be able to appreciate a great city such as Hani’i. It reminds him of Namimori, just a little bit, though certainly more busier and has less pompadours walking around the place.

Still, large cities have their disadvantages and one of them is on how easy it will be for newcomers to get lost. Ah, he should’ve really taken the map when given the chance. He can already hear an imaginary Gokudera sniping on how he should’ve planned it more thoroughly, damn baseball idiot. Yamamoto wants to laugh. Better remember that the next time he ventures to large cities, then!

Still, as other people say, if one is lost, better ask somebody before he gets even more lost, which can be an amusing experience in itself but Yamamoto really really wants to go to that certain place today, if he can. Therefore, he settles with approaching a smartly dressed man--a businessman maybe? Or someone in the mafia? Who knows, haha--with his hands clasped together behind his head, smiling.

“Excuse me! Do you know the way to go to the Sports Center?”

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@nikiforovikt, you look excited!!

He is on his way to the nearest convenience store when he spots the other; clearly an older man, with hair colour that perhaps can rival Squalo if it’s long enough, and looking all to excited to be there. A tourist, then? Yamamoto guesses with an absentminded smile on his face, or a newcomer, just like myself.

Glancing at the man, he wonders if he should... ...Ah, well, he’s on a mission, anyway, so why not? Besides, it has the possibility of it ending up to be an amusing situation.

“Hey, ossan!” He calls out, perhaps unknowingly offended the other by calling him an old man. Yamamoto very nearly winces; oops, that’s a bad choice of word... Still, the baseball enthusiast keeps his smile plastered on his face as he skids to a stop beside the other, bouncing lightly on his feet. “What are you so excited about?”

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@satcnael, I think I’ve seen you before...

Traveling to new places is always a fun experience, Yamamoto muses, humming to himself as he walks around the city, a baseball bat slung over his shoulder--it is the modified baseball bat that can turn into a sword, given to him by Reborn despite him already wearing his Vongola Gear--and basically looking like a normal high school student walking around the place.

And he is, a high school student, that is. This place, Talia, is huge, and the scenery is really beautiful. He figures his friends would like to visit one day; maybe if he takes photos they’ll get jealous and decide it better for them to come here rather than just him? Haha, that’s a hilarious thought.

In his little journey--in which he’s definitely not snooping around--he ends up spotting a familiar face. Or, well, as familiar as it can be considering he’s new in this place. But he’s pretty certain he’s seen that face before, and after a round of numerous blinking and tilting his head, Yamamoto snaps his finger in realization, the Rain Guardian skipping toward the other, waving his hand.

“Hey! You go to the same school as I do, right?!”

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