I know I've got a big ego--

I really don't know why it's such a big deal, though. totoko yowai @ kny

[primadorable]

Huh? Clubs? If it’s not her fanclub, then she’s not interested—

Well, maybe the idol one. And maybe if the hosts are pretty.

[primadorable]

Here is your gun!

Oh gee, golly! Wonder what this is for! Hey, NEETs, want to help me test it? :3c

@fourthsaken @bluesecondbrother

[primadorable]

@requiemist​

“...This is the Agency, huh?”

Totoko raises a finger to her cheek, perfectly manicured; she’s standing outside the Hoshikari Talent Agency, observing the building. It’s a modern facility, and seems sufficiently fashionable and busy — there’s people going in and out, trainers and producers, even a few sets of fans trying to act inconspicuous — but Totoko doesn’t move to enter just yet.

She’d actually visited, earlier in the week, but hadn’t signed anything yet. Once they’d seen her performances, they’d been wanting to work with her and get her to sign, but at the time, none of the producers they’d suggested had... ‘clicked’ with her, for lack of a better word.

Sure, an Idol’s the visible part of the equation, but if the Producer and the Idol aren’t working in tandem towards the same vision, then even the best won’t succeed. 

“I hope they’ve got some more suitable producers in this time.”

Woman sighs at the memory, runs tongue over her bottom lip in frustration. She’ll have to compromise, at least for a short period, if she wants to survive in Koi. Apartment is free, but food is not,  and neither are the high quality goods she likes. Sure, she can get it for free from some desperate men if she plays darling, but...

She can survive on her own, after all; relying on others was fine for a time, but in the end, she wanted them to know that she didn’t need them. She was her own person, smart and successful and ruthless who’s identity belonged to her.

Lost in thought, she doesn’t notice a crowd coming to walk past her, knocking her into a stranger... 

“Hey! Watch it--!” she barks at the group, who don’t seem to even notice what they’d done. A click of the tongue, a shake of her head and a bitter expression, she turns her attention to the other person who’d been affected. Her expression softens, somewhat when she’s taken a moment to breathe, worry for the stranger overtaking her annoyance at the perpetrators momentarily.

“Are you okay? Some people are really...” — Assholes... — “...Inconsiderate.”

[temnolev-blog]

@primadorable​

     Panic aside of this whole situation, Yuri thinks he’s doing well for himself.

     Okay, being throw into the water in a sense isn’t the best thing that could’ve happened to him, but he didn’t really expect this to happen to him. (No one did from how he’s seen others scramble all over the place.) At least he can still fight so there’s that but…

     Not everyone here can do that, can they?

     And Yuri hates it. That people are defenseless in this situation. He might not be a knight anymore but there’s still that sense of wanting to protect that burns within him.

     So when he sees a girl that’s not in a good spot, he doesn’t hesitate to throw himself into her way, wanting to help her if he can.

     “You alright?” he calls out before launching an Azure Edge at whatever was bothering her. “Looks like you could use a hand here huh?”

[primadorable]

She’s been here for less than a week, and somehow she’s already found herself in something out of an anime. 

Unfortunately for her, it’s the completely wrong genre! She’s not made for fight anime! Shounen is too out of her league! She’s strictly shoujo (comedy) only! 

Somehow or other, she’d managed to get passed the sleeping leviathans, and then by sneaking through groups with more tempting (bleeding) targets than herself, gotten past the sharks, but the golems weren’t quite as easy to manipulate... Every time she got close to the stairs, one of them would shriek to life, slamming their gigantic fists down in her path, stopping her from sweet freedom.

In a fit of defiance, a loss of temper, woman had grabbed the nearest thing close to her — in this case, a piece of rubble — and she’d tossed it straight at the golem in her path! At first, it seemed to have been a critical hit, knocking the creature down... Alas, it stood up quickly, and with a fury now imed at Totoko for humiliating it. 

It surges forth, ready to slam into her, and Totoko falls backwards, barely avoiding the impact. The golem rears up to attack again, and it’s looking rather grim, but before she’s turned into a (cute) pile of flesh and blood...

A blue flash slams into the golem, knocking it backwards! Totoko tenses up, lifts her chin — there’s a strange man, asking if she’s alright — and for once in her life actually honestly being a damsel in distress as opposed to just being an act, holds back a small sob, clutching her hands to her face as she nods! 

“I... somehow managed to get this far, but...”

The golem recovers quickly, but moves their attention between Yuri and Totoko — another annoyance who’d attacked them, versus easy prey. They seem conflicted as to who to target.

[primadorable]

🍽️ - dabi broke af so do what you must with that

@cremaxion

Valentines is, in Totoko’s opinions, the single worst day of the year. 

Every year, on the dot, lovey dovey couples suddenly think it’s free real estate to  brag about their relationship, making dramatic confessions in public, interrupting everyone else’s day just to do so. 

Flowers? Hearts? Chocolates? Please! You really think other people care! We just want to take the train, or buy our lunch from the supermarket, or cross the damn street! 

…This resentment, by the way, totally has nothing to do with the fact that Totoko has never once spent a Valentines with someone special. No, that’s just a sidenote. She’s gotten countless confessions (from perverted NEETs), countless propositions (from perverted NEETs) and countless chocolates (again, from perverted NEETs), but in the end, they only wanted one thing from her —

so what’s wrong with her wanting something in return?!

Just, generally, she has no attachments to the date, but some company’s better than none, so when a handsome stranger — albeit in that rugged, roguish sort of way — gives her a lazy smirk, invites her to dinner, Totoko accepts coyly.

Dabi flirts for a bit, she flirts back, then he excuses himself momentarily; Totoko doesn’t even blink when screams sound off in the distance, and Dabi returns moments later with a burnt (stolen) wallet.

(Later, a policeman approaches, asking if anyone’s seen anything suspicious — ‘There’s been a mugging in this area, you see!’ — and Totoko gasps, eyes wide. She glances to the corner of her eye, bottom lip trembling, eyes tearing up in fright. 

“Officer… There was someone… they ran off in that direction… They were so scary… But you’ll take care of it, right…? I have so much respect for you guys, after all…”

Damsel in distress has so much pull that the officer completely ignores the villain holding stolen wallet beside her, flustered that such a pretty girl would flirt with them that they stutter and rush off in the random direction Totoko’s pointed.

Once they’ve passed, Totoko shrugs, expression changing quickly and turns back to her date—

“Dabi-kun, is it…?” a bat of her eyelashes. “It’s so nice of you to invite me out. This place is so strange and scary.” The back of her hand ‘accidentally’ touches against his as she keeps pace with him on their way to dinner.

“So many thieves about, you know? I wouldn’t know what to do with myself.”

[jamsmemes]

(     *     VALENTINE’S DAY PROMPTS   !    

send a symbol from your muse to mine.   add  ↪  for a reverse from my muse to yours !

🍳   :   cook breakfast in bed for my muse.

💝   :   give a box of chocolates to my muse.

🍿    :   watch a rom-com with my muse.

💐   :   give flowers to my muse.

👙    :   buy lingerie for my muse.

💌   :   leave my muse a card from a secret admirer.

🍽️   :   take my muse out for dinner for two.

❤️   :   give a gift to my muse.   (   specify.   )

🐶   :   surprise my muse with a puppy.

🐱   :   surprise my muse with a kitten.

💔   :   break up with my muse.

🏩   :   book a valentine’s trip away with my muse.

💍    :   propose to my muse.

🔥    :   flirt with my muse.

😳   :   confess your muse’s love to my muse.

😘   :   kiss my muse.

🐻   :   give my muse a valentine’s teddy bear.

💃    :   dance with my muse.

🚫   :   spend valentine’s day with my muse platonically   :   no partners allowed !

[primadorable]

@violetueur​

Count on Totoko to arrive in Koi just as a massive fishy area opened up; despite her golden darling persona, the woman was not without eccentricities of her own after all. 

“Not bad, not bad... Imagine the magnificent concerts that could take place down here... Adoring crowds shrieking my name as the sturgeon fish  feast...” she hums, small steps as she wanders around, her eyes scanning the landscape as she does.

(How disappointed she would be, later, when she learns that Theorillia is not a permanent fixture.)

Totoko stops in place, the scene described bringing a small smile to her face. There’s no one around that she sees, there’s no need for her to keep up manners and niceties and so the woman allows herself a moment as she conjures up the event in her mind.

Standing on stage, wet clothes clinging tightly to her skin, thousands of eyes on no-one but herself as she sings and dances. The adoring masses waving glow-sticks to the beat. One cute smile, and everyone goes breathless...

Except for the six virgins, front row, trying to climb up on her stage. 

Totoko wrinkles her nose up, imaginary vision interrupted by the imaginary familiar demons who have plagued her since childhood. 

That’s right. No matter where she is, if they’re in Koi as well, then they’re sure to follow her. To avoid any nasty surprises... The women sighs, manicured nail pressing against her cheek and opening her eyes—

Another woman stands by, having approached whilst Totoko was daydreaming. Totoko’s mildly surprised, but her face doesn’t show it, a perfectly practiced smile on her face as she greets the other; it was perfect timing.

“Good evening. It’s an enchanting atmosphere, isn’t it...?”

Those virgins didn’t discriminate when it came to pretty women, after all. If they were here, then surely this stranger would have noticed their leers? She just has to find a way to ask if the dark haired woman had seen them, without coming across as too invested. 

[primadorable]

(is inactive for like, 2 months) (jumps back in with a new muse) hey whats up im booboo the fool. here’s ...... an rp ad i’m suffering bro. 1 for now!!!!! unless ur a neet sextuplet then you just like no matter what

[primadorable]

@risingneeto

It had been an offhanded comment, one never meant to offend.

Totoko-chan, you couldn’t scare a babe! Totoko-chan, I bet your halloween costume will be so cute! Totoko-chan--

“I’ll show them scary! Hmph!”

She slams her fists together, and she’s practically foaming at the mouth. How dare they underestimate her? She was plenty scary! In fact, she’d wear the scariest costume she could think of! But first, she needs an unwilling partner...

“Choromatsu-kun! You’re going on a Halloween date with me!”

That’s right! For Halloween, she’s going to go as the most terrifying thing in the world.

A happy couple. Dun dun dun...!!!

[marryonette]

twitter here! ???

[sweetbeige-deactivated20171123]

primadorable

Woah.. That girl. She’s cute!! Todoko was just complaining to herself when she ended up in the un-cute room when she noticed the girl, perhaps this place wasn’t so bad after all! Okay, let’s keep this cool and cute, as she shuffles herself towards the girl all the while she was playing with her hair like a school girl when she’ll near her crush. 

“Hello there! This place is terrible, isn’t it? What’s a girl like you doing here?” She asked sweetly while showing a smile, maybe she came off too strong..? It always works with the guys in her office anyway. 

[primadorable]

...Todomatsu-kun? Todomatsu-kun, is that you? No, no, it can’t be... I mean, they have the same aura, but they look completely different. Plus, Osomatsu-kun would’ve said something if Todomatsu-kun was here...

Totoko stares for just a few moments too long when a girl calls out to her, but quickly sorts herself out, turning around to face the stranger with a flourish of her skirt and a sweet expression as if she’d never thought to compare the poor girl to a NEET.

“This place...? You mean Stella City?” she repeats, tilting her head to the side as if to emphasise her confusion.  

“The reason...” Totoko puts a finger to her lip in thought. After a few seconds, she smiles as sweetly as Todoko--

“The same reason a girl like you is here, I suppose?” 

Too strong? There’s no such thing. These girls could kill someone with their sugary attitudes. And or their spicy tempers. Cute girls are a dangerous breed, after all.

[piercingeyes]

primadorable:

@piercingeyes

Totoko admires a girl who can rock an open carried sword. 

In fact, she really wishes she could. Carry a sword around on her person, I mean. But, alas, apparently it’s not cute or marketable for an idol to do so. Apparently it’d scare the fans. 

So, instead… She may or may not carry a rather dangerous hidden filleting knife.

“Excuse me,” Totoko’s pigtails bob about as she takes a few large strides forward. “May I ask… Do you sharpen that yourself?”

Upon her arrival to Stella City, Peko had been reluctant with carrying the shinai around. Truth be told, had there not been a complete turn of events occurring, the sword would still be laid to rest within her hotel chamber. Yet change comes and she embraces it, greedily so – she’s eager to return to the life she’s come to know so well, even if it’s only a figment of what she was used to.

Being approached so openly about her weapon and, with something she pegs to be a mix between curiosity and admiration, surprises her; if nothing else, this is certainly a first.

“Yes, I do,” simple and straight to the point response, ever so typical of her. “Most of the time, I’d tend to it myself,” because, to her, it’s important to know how to care for your weapons, as it is to know how to wield them. “Why do you ask?”

[primadorable]

“It’s always relaxing to care for your blade, isn’t it?” the girl leans forward, a nonchalant smile. “I was just wondering if I’d met a fellow aficionado, especially if it’s such a cute girl! Though, I’m partial to the smaller ones, myself... Much easier to conceal, ehe~♪”

Totoko’s got no shame, and is talking about weapons in a manner she might talk about fluffy kittens or makeup. As expected of an idol. She doesn’t even seem to mind the other’s straight forward attitude.

[primadorable]

@twoattack

“Oookay, that’s the last autograph, ehe… Oh, hm?”

Totoko, surrounded by a group of sheep, had just finished signing a bunch of autographs. Surprisingly, though she’d only been in Stella City for a short while, she’d already gathered a large flock of furry fans as an idol. Just as she’s about to bid adieu, one of the sheep goes to stop her, uttering a baa.

“You want…” she stops, watching the sheep. She makes a guess. “…To take a picture together?”

The sheep nods. Totoko lifts her head, looking around for someone with opposable thumbs. 

“Excuse me, could I ask you to take a picture for us, miss…?” Totoko calls out.

[2avcnge-blog]

       The crowd seriously pissed her off. 

       What’s with these….animal? It’s a sheep, it was recorded on her database but she doesn’t know what’s it’s doing here. Aren’t animals supposed to run away whenever someone passes by? hey, it’s better than lunging forward to attack. 

        When the woman call her out she had no intention to stop on her tracks, but she did anyways. A2 looked at the woman, no expression or whatsoever. take a picture for them? What does that mean?

        “ I don’t know how. “

[primadorable]

“...Don’t know how?”

At first, she’s taken aback. Feels a little bad for the other, wants to laugh at, wonders what hick town the woman came from--

But, then she remembers. Right, Stella City... Some of the people here, they come from different worlds, whatever that means. So, it could be that she’s from one of those worlds.

“Ah... It’s pretty easy, you just press aim the phone and press the screen...” She replies. “So, I could show you...? If you’d like. If not...”

Her gaze wanders down to the sheep staring up at her, who had so badly wanted a picture. She feels bad, but this woman’s the only one in the area with fingers, so--

[risingneeto-deactivated20191009]

nagomineeto:

“Me? I already said, I don’t like that show.”

…

“I watch Ginbǎẫma.”

“I hate you, Osomatsu-niisan..”

[primadorable]

“Bãẫầȧȃẫ-Bȁậẫå is kind of relatable...”

“But that’s not the point! I hate both of you! Hmph, I don’t care anymore!”

[nagomineeto]

primadorable:

With the feeling of someone who could win a lottery, Totoko begins to plot her grand takeover of Stella City’s hearts as the most popular idol, though she doesn’t get far before–

Something flutters, and there’s a small weight on her shoulder. The girl turns her head, careful not to whack whatever it is with her pigtails, and her eyes meet a rather proud looking pigeon, a pretzel bag hanging from it’s beak. 

“…Friendly little guy, huh…?”

While she’s engrossed in her new little friend, who is practically preening as it drops the shiny back of half eaten snacks down into her arm, a rather less pleasant weight pushes on her, this time though the weight falls backwards after colliding. The bird makes a coo’ing sound, staring at whatever it was with a glint of gloat in his eyes.

“U…ugh!!! Watch where you’re walking–” 

She stops, mid yell. For a moment, her throat goes dry. It’s one of the last people she’s expecting to see.

“…Osomatsu-kun?”

In no time at all, Osomatsu’s jumping back up to his feet. How could he get so lucky? He wasn’t alone after all! His surprised laughter seems to startle the bird enough to get it to flutter from Totoko’s shoulder. Oh well, it had what it wanted, now. Birds weren’t really the type to gossip, anyway.

“Totoko-chan! It is you! What are you doing here? I-I can’t believe it! I thought I was never going to see you again! When did you get here? Where’s everyone else? Is this where you live? God, I have so many questions I don’t know where to start!” 

[primadorable]

In no time as all, Totoko’s taking a step back, Osomatsu’s sudden energy bringing warning bells to mind. How could she get so lucky? She wasn’t alone at all--

(Deep down, she’s a bit relieved. He might hound her constantly, but, in the end, he’s still a precious? childhood friend. )

Totoko leans forward a bit, pressing a finger to her cheek.

“I’m here to steal the hearts of Stella City’s residents, of course--!! It’s no surprise that they’d want me here, ehe!”

Her eyes sparkle as she speaks, but when she hears the rest of Osomatsu’s words--

“Where’s... everyone else? Like, Chibita-kun, Iyami-kun...?” she’s hesitating. Osomatsu’s face shows that he doesn’t mean them. But the alternative... “Wait.”

“You mean your brothers aren’t with you?”

Because she’d seen him, she’d automatically assumed... After all, that was always the case.

[primadorable]

@logiice

“...Mackerel or carp? Which is cuter?”

Ah, yes. The age old question. Older even than the one about chickens and eggs. It’s such a hard one, too, since both of those dead eyed fish are adorable in the idol’s mind. 

Not as adorable as her, of course, but--

Well, that’s irrelevant right now. She’s stuck on this conundrum, so she takes the logical route, and... approaches a stranger.

“Excuse me! May I... ask your opinion on something?”

[nagomineeto]

risingneeto:

“I think BÅảẫẫ-Bȁậẫå was pretty cute. She might be my favorite character.”

“You would.”

[primadorable]

“Everyone knows Bǎǻǎǻãǻ-Bȁậẫå is the best! Choromatsu-kun, how could you be such... such... a shitty virgin with disgusting taste!”