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@reflecting-minds
TOO SOON
[6:28:19 PM] Xues: WHERE IS MY HEAD
[6:28:23 PM] Xues: OH RIGHT IN THE MOUTH OF SOME TITAN
[6:28:26 PM] Xues: JUST LIKE EREN'S MOTHER
[6:28:31 PM] ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) - Sama: OASJKJLIDKLASD
[6:28:33 PM] ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) - Sama: KIMMIE NO
[6:28:35 PM] ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) - Sama: BWAHAHAHA
[6:28:41 PM] Xues: TOO SOON?
[6:28:42 PM] Xues: ALKSDFDSALKJDSAF
WE ARE ON THE HUNTER'S TEAM!
[6:08:14 PM] ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) - Sama: WHAT DO WE KILL
[6:08:21 PM] Xues: ALKSDFJLKSJASDF
[6:08:22 PM] Xues: HUMANS
[6:08:24 PM] ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) - Sama: TITANS
[6:08:24 PM] Xues: OH WAIT
[6:08:25 PM] ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) - Sama: YOUWDASUJHUSj
[6:08:26 PM] Jellal/Lyon: LSDKMFADSIOJF[P
[6:08:26 PM] Xues: WE'RE NOT THE TITANS?
[6:08:27 PM] Jellal/Lyon: ADSF
[6:08:27 PM] Jellal/Lyon: LMFAO
[6:08:27 PM] Jellal/Lyon: WHAT
[6:08:27 PM] Xues: KALSDJFLAKSJDFDS
[6:08:29 PM] Jellal/Lyon: LKSDJFIOADSJFIOAJ I'M DYING
[6:08:29 PM] ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) - Sama: OMFG
[6:08:31 PM] ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) - Sama: KIMMIE
[6:08:32 PM] Xues: I THOUGHT WE WERE THE TITANS
[6:08:32 PM] ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) - Sama: NO
[6:08:33 PM] Xues: ALSJDKFAKLSDJFASDF
[6:08:37 PM] Xues: //SCREAMS INTO A NEVER ENDING ABYSS
[6:08:37 PM] ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) - Sama: BWAHAHAHA
[6:08:43 PM] Xues: WHAT TEAM AREN'T WE?
[6:08:44 PM] Xues: TITANS!
[6:08:45 PM] ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) - Sama: //FLIES OFF TO THE MOON
what have I made
Assignment #1: Sleep and Dreams
"Oh my! It seems like all the teachers are getting strict and making assignments! Soooo boring, but I can't be out done so I have one myself!"
Sleep and Dreams
Part one: Student must research and define the four stages of the sleep cycle. I expect good detail and no copy and paste, that's a no no~
Part two: Each student will be required to keep up with a dream journal for a week.
Record the time you went to sleep
Record the time you woke up
Write about any part of the dream(s) you can remember
Make an estimate on the average number of hours of sleep you get on week-days and the number of hours you get on week-ends
Additional comments about your sleep patters are encouraged too!
"I expect my psychology students to send me a message telling me they are taking up this assignment. If you do, I'll even give you a note book to write all your work in!"
The due date will be June 30th at 11:59 PM. If it's late or not turned in then that's an F~
Oh my a panty raid. Sounds like I can have fun with this~
Music Lessons~ :: Izaya and Otoya
Aw hell no—
“Mn—” Otoya blinked down at the acoustic being offered to him, and with a bit of hesitation, he took it.
The song was unfinished and lacking a certain something in places, but he figured out a while back that there was no escaping this man’s insistent ways.
The guitarist puffed his cheeks out. ”Ok.” Rather than sit himself back down, he propped up a leg onto the bench instead, adjusting his guitar to rest it on his thigh.
Making sure that he could clearly see the open notebook from where he stood, the teen eventually dragged in one last breath, before his fingers began to pluck away on a few strings— and then strum.
“Hand in hand we leap from cloud to cloud
We glance down and take a look around
We leave behind our worries and mistakes,
make a new path for us to take
—
oh, daydreamer
oh, daydreamer
won’t you meet me by the stars?
oh, daydreamer
oh, daydreamer
don’t you let go of my heart…
don’t you let go of my heart.
—
Hand in hand, won’t you dance with me?
We’ll waltz across the sky for all to see
And if you fall, i’ll pick you back up
so always keep your chin up
—
oh, daydreamer
oh, daydreamer
won’t you meet me by the stars?
oh, daydreamer
oh, daydreamer
don’t you let go of my heart…
don’t you let go of my heart.”
—
Sudden end. Well, he did say it wasn’t finished….
“There…” He offered a rather nervous looking grin.
Izaya fell silent as Otoya prepared himself and started to sing. For once, the raven didn't have that condescending smirk on his face as he sat there and listened intently to the song.
He had to admit, that the teen's voice had a warm air about it. The song was simple, yet sweet. It was very sincere and soothing, which gave the raven teacher ambivalent feelings. After all he wasn't one fore sweet, soothing and all that sappy, feel good stuff.
However, his sat there and listened to the full song, his face not betraying a single thought. Izaya didn't say anything when the song came to a sudden halt, though he didn't wish it had been finished. Instead he blankly stared for a moment, before he cracked a lopsided smile and started clapping
"Bravo Little Red!" He remarked, getting back to his usually teasing self. "I'm actually impressed and to think I Doubted you~ Oh my oh my." Izaya smirked and leaned forward as he tapped a single finger against his chin. "To bad that you couldn't think of an ending hmmmm~ Such a let down." Suddenly Izaya clapped his hands together and laughed. "BUT! That's why I'm here to help!"
Assignment: target 2
Otoya drew in a deep breath, cheeks puffing out just as the office door was opened.
BEHOLD, THE KING OF ALL SWIVEL CHAIRS.
Though the teen had attempted to mentally prepare himself for the other’s reaction, he still couldn’t avoid a small jump as his fingers came to an eventual stop on his guitar. It was rather difficult to miss the faint blush smeared across his face, and it only got worse when Izaya gave him the once-over with his gaze.
A kiss—- his heart??
“N-no! You can keep those.” He insisted, flipping his cape back over his shoulder with a free hand. (It was getting in the way.)
“I’m—” The boy only stopped to clear his throat, before continuing. “I’m sorry that I bothered you, sensei. It’s just that— well, I’m working on an assignment.” The redhead cracked a small grin. It probably sounded like some terrible excuse, but it was all true.
And this is why Izaya couldn't help but just tease the hell out of the red head. His reactions were just to innocent and amusing to the raven! He had to paused for a moment, to laugh at the light blush that adorned the teen's cheek, and had to laugh even more at his response.
"Oh an assignment~" The teacher smirked, red eyes glinting with mirth and mischief. "Well I'm so glad I was included in this assignment Oto-chan~ Oh to be serenaded by a student!"
The dramatic teacher, placed both hands over his heart and closed his eyes. Feigning love struck girl, Izaya twisted back and forth, smiling to himself. "I feel so loved and valued~" He remarked in a fake high pitched lovey dovey voice. "My Oto-chan complimenting my smile and writing me such a good song!"
Izaya stopped twisted and opened an eye to look at the red head, his smile reverting back to a teasing smirk. "Oh my Kokoro is going Doki Doki Oto-chan what ever am I suppose to do?~"
Assignment: target 2
Wow, ok, those fake fangs had to go. They were making singing very difficult and it probably wasn’t attractive watching him splutter everywhere. They were cool, but not in this particular situation.
Yes, he was humming and yes he was also very aware that it was not yet Halloween, but this vampiric disaster look was honestly all he could put together in time! And so he found himself standing outside of Izaya’s office door.
Fingers crossed the man was actually IN there… or else, boy, is he gonna look like even more of an idiot. (Was that even possible!?)
OF ALL THE PEOPLE HE COULD HAVE CHOSEN TO SERENADE, he chose this guy. WHY, OH WHY? Technically, it wasn’t a matter of choice, it was a matter of coincidentally passing by. That, and the deadline was close and he had no time to be picky!
With that, he gave the door a couple of knocks (pretty sure he heard a certain someone cackle at least once in there), and started the song off, waaaaay too nervous to even wait for the teacher to answer the door and witness it all.
“There’s no need to frown
there’s no need to feel down
all these sad days, just let them wash away.
when the sun starts to shine
that’s your time to shine as well
all these sad days, just let them wash away.
You’re a stranger to me
and i don’t even know your name.
but i’ve seen your smile before
and it’s always been the same
it’s always been so infectious.
when you smile the world smiles too
when you laugh, it fills every room
all those sad days, you washed away
just forget them….
You’re a stranger to me
and i don’t even know your name.
but i’ve seen your smile before
and it’s always been the same
it’s always been so infectious.”
Well, that was embarrassing.
Izaya minding his own business for once as he held himself up in his office. He was lazily sipping back and forth in his chair as he sipped his coffee and surfed the web. By surfing the web, that meant going through the school's data base and looking up student information.
Every once in a while he would let out a low laugh, finding something amusing and juicy, which he would of course save for future blackmail. Just as he was about to bring up more information, a knock at his door startled him. He wasn't expecting anyone to come by today....
The raven hesitated a moment, then started to get up, however, the sound of music soon followed by a soft voice, made him pause. What in the world....
Stunned, Izaya sat there and listened to the song, staring fixedly at the door. He recognized that bright that bright voice. And the lyrics were both flattering and sincere. As the music came to a close, The raven roused himself enough to get up and stride over to the door, throwing it open just as the last words were sung.
He stared in surprise at the red head that greeted him, before a smirk graced his face. "Oh my, well look at you~" Izaya cooed, leaning against the doorway as he looked over the vampire outfit, then made eye contact with the teen. "All dressed up and serenading me with a flattering song~ Do I give you a kiss and my heart as a way to say thanks?"
reflecting-minds replied to your post: Lays head on Shuseis lap and curls himself for a small nap.
AWWW KAWAII DESU //wipes tears from eyes// THEY GROW UP SO FAST
….what…
Shhhhh don't speak.....Just go with the flow~~~
A Cafe Meeting
The raven walked into the cafe, inhaling the scent of coffee and pastries. To other's it may have been a nice smell, accompanied by all kinds of warm fillings. To Izaya it was a smell, an all to sweet smell that made his nose wrinkle up.
All he wanted was to get a coffee and leave to do his business. Well the business that consists of roaming around town and people watching. Now the only problem between Izaya getting his coffee and moving on is the four man line at the register. With an inward groan, Izaya fell in line behind a petite female, who was looking slightly out of it.
After another glance around, Izaya pulled out his phone and began to furiously type on with one hand. His other hand remained in the pocket of his coat. Izaya fell into his own world as he typed away, only coming back to the world around him when the line moved forward and he took a step, only to bump into the girl in front of him who didn't move.
"Ne ne~" Izaya whined, poking the girl in the back. "The line moved forward."
Music Lessons~ :: Izaya and Otoya
“Ah…” After a minute or so, Otoya dared to lift his head ever so slightly, so that he could at least see Izaya’s face as he spoke.
He made a mistake and the teacher forgave him, and that’s what mattered. He knew from the beginning that it wasn’t wise to judge, but after spending about ten minutes alone with the older male, he was almost completely convinced that he couldn’t possibly have been a teacher. It’s true, he had met a couple of strange teachers in his time, but none with an attitude— or sense of humour (if that’s what you could even call it?), quite like Izaya’s.
That and he honestly looked like he could most definitely be a student! Looks are sometimes deceiving, apparently….
The guitarist stood himself up straight, offering the man a nod as his gaze wandered off elsewhere. “Alright.” He reached up with a free hand to rub at the back of his head.
Way to go, Otoya.
"Well now that that little shindig is over..." Izaya leaned back once more on the bench. He crossed his legs and placed his hands behind his head, smiling at Otoya. "Will you perhaps play what you have now?"
In all actuality, Izaya was in no rush. He would have cared if Otoya took a year just to play one chord of his half finished song. This was of course different from Izaya's usual impatient ways, but that just goes to show you how much fun he was having. He was finding more glee in watching the red head fret than mocking him over his lack of skill in the current moment.
The young teacher picked up the guitar was long forgotten, pulling it over into his lap. He plucked a few strings, testing it out just because he felt like it, before he looked back up at the student. "Well then little red, do try and impress me." Izaya commented, holding the guitar out for the male. "My respect is based on whether or not your voice can woo me~"
RP scene and AU prompt list - send one and I will write a starter for our characters
Cafe: our characters meet in a coffee shop
Learn: your character teaching mine something
Teach: my character teaching yours something
Ding dong: my character visiting yours
Fuss: our characters arguing about something
Allies: our characters fighting something together
Enemies: our characters fighting each other
Confess: my character confesses something to yours
Advice: my character coming to yours for advice
Mystery: our characters solving a mystery together
Sick: my character nursing yours back to health
Wild card: any scene of requester's choosing, mix or match
*AUs: (specify your character's role when when requesting AUs)
High school AU: our characters in high school
Western AU: our characters in the old West
Fairy tale AU: our characters in a fairy tale
Science fiction AU: our characters in the future
Cop movie AU: our characters are partners on the force
Zombie AU: our characters in a zombie apocalypse
Gangster AU: our characters in a gangster movie setting
Mirror AU: characters swap personalities (either to opposite personality or with each other)
Wild card AU: requester chooses any setting, mix or match
Music Lessons~ :: Izaya and Otoya
And at that moment, it felt like the whole world froze around him.
“P-Psychology teacher??”
Teacher? TEACHER? That word alone echoed through his mind several times before it finally sank in.
DAMN, he did NOT see that one coming, BUT HE SHOULD HAVE! But he didn’t… and boy does he feel like an idiot.
“you—- I- ” Now there was DEFINITELY no way in hell that he was ever digging himself out of this.
“You don’t look li—-” The teen cut himself off. “Sorry, sorry!” With the neck of his guitar still in hand, he leaped out of his seat with a spin, only stopping when he was faced with Izaya.
“I had no idea!”
He bowed his head, apologetically.
Oh my....
What an idiot. Izaya has seen many in his life time, but Otoya will forever give the new definition to overreaction, idiotic, and innocent. Such a lovely soul to play with.
The raven knew why it was so hard to believe that he was a teacher. On top of being 21, he has such a petite figure, making him appear no older than 17 or 18. Of course, this would be crippling to others, but to Izaya it's just a way to fool his enemies and manipulate them more.
Izaya smiled to himself and leaned forward, placing his elbows on his knees. He rested his chin on his hands and just watched the red head finish his 'Eureka' moment. Hmmm, I wish I had a camera. This would have been such good blackmail and a good laugh for the future.
"Now now, Oto-chan~ No need for al of that. Though I do like when people bow to me, it's such a nice gesture~" He added with a flare. "Anyways, all is well. Lucky for you you're on my good side..." Izaya trailed off, letting the 'for now' hang in the air between them.
A R R I V A L
A fake laugh, huh? Law could tell a loony from a mile away. Hell, he had met too many of those psychotic people than he could count, it would only be natural that he knew one when he saw one. Perhaps they had the same mindset. That one could fully abuse the other to gain some sense of self-fulfillment.
Law hid back his smirk. Oh, this was going to be great.
“I was thinking along those same lines. This place could use a little… spark.” Law cocked an eyebrow, daring Izaya to back down. “Care to get something started?”
A malevolent grin spread across Izaya's face like dye in water. Oh yes, this is exactly what he wanted. With all pretenses dropped, Izaya's eyes glinted with only mischievous intent as he let out a low laugh.
Crimson eyes locked onto and held Law's stare. Izaya is the last person to back down from causing mishap. If anything, he's always the one to take to far, maybe causing an injury or two. In best cases a death maybe. But that's a story for another time.
"Oh I thought you would never ask~" Izaya remarked, taking a step closer to Law. "The only question left is: Can you handle starting a 'party' with little ol' me? I can get a little rough in my fun~"
"I'm gonna cut you!" an open rp
“And just who do you think you are, sweet-cheeks?” It was enough to be in pain, but being mocked by one not much older than he added salt into the wound. Rin quickly raised his guard, albeit inept in such a state, he shot the raven his most.. intimidating.. glance. It had been months since the blond had engaged in a fight. After such a long time, it was difficult for him not to doubt how he would hold against the man before him. “I’m not having trouble. I just happened to drop my card.”
From this point, Rin only suffered severe agitation from the man before him. Just who did he think he was, taunting the boy? “Look, I’m not here to fight,” he forces himself to speak trough gritted teeth. “Give me the key back and we won’t have an issue.” Rin forces his weakened leg to straighten out, in turn bringing him to appear just slightly taller than he really was. With a cringe, it gives out. “Just who are you?” Rin glances at the floor, counting the tiles to avoid meeting such piercing eyes. It reminded him too much of a ghost from his past. At such a time, that was the last thing he wanted to remember. “Your eyes are so cocky. Don’t look at me like that.” ‘How could /I/ even be related to such a monster? Shiki, if you’re out there, I pray you won’t be for much longer..!’ A change captures the boy as he comes to a realisation. He was a class A murderer with everything going for him. Why change now? The raven before him seemed to be a good start…
Oh look at that~ He's trying to scare me. Izaya inwardly laughed at the very thought, finding the blond's stare not at all intimidating. To him it had the intimidation of a wet dog. A small wet dog that is. However, Izaya did take the stare as a means of war and a challenge. Oh how he enjoyed a good challenge! It just offers a great amount of good old fashion fun!
The raven twirled the key card in his hand, taunting it as he listened intently to the boy's words. It sort of seemed like he was rambling to himself, trying to make means out of something. Being the watchful and introspective person he is, Izaya could see that the blond had something dark with in him. Something truly dark and dangerous. Of course, even though the normal thing was to just hand the key card back and turn away, Izaya pocked the key card and smiled widely. Oh no he wasn't about to pass this up. Here was his first chance to collect information and it seemed that this kid had something juicy.
"Neeee~ I just want to get to know you." He drawled out, shrugging his shoulder like he didn't have a care in the world. His crimson eyes kept a constant stare on the blond, taking in even the slightest movements. "I am the one and only Izaya Orihara~ And who might you be?"
For the Love of Swivel Chairs || reflecting-minds
Szayel hadn’t met many of the other teachers yet. It wasn’t that he was a shut-in; he was just easily annoyed with stupid people. But today was a little different, because he had heard of someone quite interesting. Of course, being the person that he was, he didn’t run around like a chicken with his head cut off in an attempt to meet said person. They always came to him anyway. It was boring and tedious to search for people who didn’t want to be found.
He trailed off to the teacher’s lounge — he really did hate going here — to get some coffee. There was a young looking male inside, and Szayel shifted amber eyes over to view him. The stranger appeared much to young to be considered a teacher. Perhaps a student on an errand? How fun it would be to toy with the much shorter male.
“Greetings little boy. Are you perhaps lost in this grand place?”
Boring...stupid....what an idiot...you've got to be kidding me....
Izaya was currently flipping through the newspaper that was always stocked daily in the teacher's lounger. As always, he didn't understand why he picks up the vile thing and read. Oh wait he does. It's to see just how idiotic and primitive humanity is. The deaths, the murders, the new schools, festivals, all of that was just some mundane stuff.
Sighing to himself, the raven slapped the newspaper down on the table and leaned back in his seat. He closed his crimson eyes briefly, his mind mentally organizing all the information he just read, before hopping up. Now he needed some coffee, especially since he'll be up all night 'grading papers'. Yeah right.
Just as the teacher turned to go to the coffee pot, he was cut off by a pink haired male. Izaya's nose wrinkled slightly at being called a 'little boy' but that's what he gets for being the youngest teacher here. Cracking a fake smile, Izaya tilted his head to the side.
"My my bubblegum, I would appreciate it if you didn't call your fellow co-worker a little boy~"
