( BREAK THROUGH ).

Indie Riku Yagami

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YEAH, ALRIGHT, SAY THE NAME, SEVENTEEEEEEEN.

( get it, the k pop group seventeen. aye ) ; holy fuck im old. to my standards i am. and i will probably say this for several thousand years to come. but ayyyyy, these are my oscar nominees for my birthday because i love all these people. this is gonna be kinda long, bc the readmore thing is bullshit, so tag ‘ long post ‘ if you must. aright ? aright. leggo.

Honorable Mentions ; 

@welkerose - @gravesbabiums - @niixya / @adroitkitsuni - @lamentid - @lagniiappes - @popokki - @undoe - @wruen - @nopainnocrane - @blueflameblade - @shatteredcoffee - @desbearer - @kannonbiraki / @brideofsparda - @arraneous - @arbiitre - @dollboned - @yamatokita - @baratitsu - @fervaeid  - @blanc-chess-pieces - @mcyashi - @snowveined - @rcgyo - @blasphe - @yxshiwara - @wetir / @inbonen - @fukainoumi - @puertia - @spraypaintpunk - @settingupahoot (child what is your brother’s account im lost)

Sappy Messages ;

@brawxl / @rikool ( RED ) ; my mon ameme, my rare pepe, my platonic husband. i love. im very platonically gay. red, holy shit. i’ve been with you for like, what, 8 months already ? we’ve been meme loving fucks together for that long and holy crap. ( that’s an inaccurate number but i can’t math ) how do i describe a person so perfect like h oly shit. bless ur soul for existing. you’re my dearest husband, but also my best friend. and i cherish every meme, ayakuro headcanon and affectionate gesture you have sent me through the interwebs. s MOOCHES U AND GIVES U LOTS OF CANDY AND MY NEVER ENDING LOVE. good luck with your AP testing boo boo, i am rooting for you to pass, or so help me i will burn your school

@liebrt ( CHRIS SATAN ) ; chris, u smol child. full of destruction, all you want is to take over the world and step on people’s faces, and that’s cool tbh. but gosh, i met you by getting dragged into the dick squad and i have never regretted talking to you. you’re really great to me, both you and red. you’re honestly like family to me, memes and all. also your thirst for akashi is a memorable thing, bECAUSE ALL YOU DID WAS SPAM THE LENNY FACE DEAR GOD. 10 long ass messages the size of fanfic i could write, rather than a school paper. but, i hope everything will be better for you soon, you can always vent to me if you need to ! c: <3

@atzumori ( GIGI ) ; s CR EAMS OVER EVERYTHING WE’VE BEEN THROUGH. am i the sin, or are you the sin. but if we’re both the sin, who’s driving the plane ?? A YEEEEEEEEEEEE GIGI. MY FAV, MI AMIGOS, BOKU NO TOMODACHIII. i love you mkay, never stop gushing about you gays to me. even though i seem not interested or never respond, oh gurl u kno i want dat. if it involves japanese history and gays, also legs, then im in. like s IGN ME THE FUC K UP. but gosh, oh gosh, how did we start talking. i forgot. was our friendship built over that crack ship mikacest, bc that was fun. and we also share the otp of ichimika/mikaichi, noburan, masapotato tho B)) <3 i love ur face and i’m so glad i met you, like bless u.

@shiicn ( LETTIE ) ; the very first message you sent me was to have the url for this blog. then i asked for your skype, then i made a joke about “ lmao kuro and shion remind me of hades and persephone “ then in 0.01 secs later a ship was born. maybe an armada, idk. b UT G OD LETTIE. you’re such a dork, and i love hearing you gush about our sons and just things that you like in general. never have i ever regretted meeting you and asking for your skype. because look how far these children have gone. we’re 500000000000 ft deep into the underworld for this pairing, like flip me side ways and call me potato, these two are to die for. murder couple, sin couple, overly affection couple, like y E HET. i just, HNNNNNNNNNNNGH, i really love you mkay, you’re so chill and comforting to talk to. i love. / smooches ur face / / tucks u into the dumpster / / closes the lid / rest well princess uwu <3

@trxubadour ( BRITT ) ; WE ARE 50 FLOORS AND 4000 BEADS DEEP INTO GOTOMONO H ELL. i only spoke to you a couple of times when i had mikazuki, and you always sent me comforting messages when i felt bad and i cherish every single ask, even though i forgot what they were (((”: britt, i cannot tell you how thankful i am to get to know such a fun and energetic cosplayer and roleplayer. you’re so talented and it should go recognized. you’re so kind, and sweet to so many people, no wonder you’re found intimidating !! i mean like, i was really shy to talk to you about shipping gotou with monoyoshi when he first came out. but you were so open to the idea and it became our otp !! i know communication between us is really spotty right now, but i hope we have time after final exams and what not. good luck studying !!

@erorisus ( DELL ) ; i love you son, so so so much. you’re such a blessing and a total sweetheart who’s not afraid to have fun ! you always bring a smile to my face with those small messages on skype, i may not reply, but i always read them. dell, i’m really glad i met you, you’re such a great child and a great friend. i honestly smile a lot because i think of you being happy. i want you to smile a lot, have fun ! say nya and what not, i don’t care honestly. and if you ever need anything, or just want to talk, just hmu !! i will respond when i can. / snooches u / i love you delly !!

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asobineko.

       ─【🐾】─   unlike his friend who is clearly more       than a hundred percent ready to run, the dual toned       hair boy barely sets himself into the most basics of       position before realizing that if he wished to keep a       somewhat equal pace with the blond, he’d have to crawl       down too. at least he’s stretched beforehand to save       himself of any injuries but it is all too clear that the setter       is not up to par even with the forewarning.

      the rush of people ahead is nothing new to him, he’s       already guess that the other would leave him behind       but the blonds effort to slow down took him by a bit       of surprise - though the other wasn’t going to know that.

      ❝ you can go faster if you want. ❞

Riku merely shakes his head and keeps his pace the same as Kenma. This was practice, but what fun with it be running off on his own? Hardly any. All he needed was a good run anyways, and running at the speed of light wasn’t necessary all the the time. Besides, like this he could talk to his friend and not be bored by running by himself and having the wind gush in his face.

         “Nah, it’s better this way.”

He could only assume it was okay if he kept a somewhat equal pace with Kenma. It wasn’t like this is a race where he would have to go full throttle till he could hear the sound of wind slicing past him. 

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@eciipes

       “You look like someone I slammed into        just the other day. Just more . . . on the        fuckboy side.”

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@intrepidus-cerasis​

          “Sakura-san! Wanna have lunch together?           I think Takeru already went off to practice.”

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@sindrandis​

        “You know the saying that goes like make         like a tree and get out? How does a tree fit         into that sentence? Trees cant move.”

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"Your legs are like an Oreo Cookie - I wanna split them and eat all the good stuff in the middle."

        “Mercy. Not another leg maniac.” 

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mutuals like for a perfectly serious starter !!

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amagoii.

The river will only leave you behind if you stand still.

IT SEEMS THE further she struggles with entangling locks of her hair from the tree, the further she struggles in her silent fury and sadness, the fewer people wandered the street where she was trapped. None of them seem to be open to interactions either, all trapped in their own worlds, tunnel vision that fails to see a girl struggling to untangle her hair. Or perhaps she just looked like she wasn’t in enough pain - the brunette didn’t know which nor did she hold any intention to find that out.

REACHING THE END of her patience but even unable to chop off the strands, the frustration pent up within seeks an outlet. An unlucky outlet, for she’s decided that it would be the next person to come down the pathway. Lifting up her left leg without letting the skirt hike up too far, she takes off the flat and simply waits for the next person to come along.

NOT EVEN A few minutes later a blond comes jogging down the lane, long years of training at the archery range has taught her how to produce a rough estimate of when to throw the object. Not even a shout of warning to the boy who appeared to be her age, as a sloppy arc has the flat soaring and smacking him right in the temples. A chocolate hue shuts as she winces at the impact, guilt briefly rippling through her until he spoke.

THEN IT WAS replaced by a slight scowl, while she knows it wasn’t the best thing to do, it was a last resort after all and she had intended to apologize but that wasn’t going to happen anymore. Not with that comment, but voice remains as docile and soft as she can be since she did happen to still need the other’s aid. 

“Look, there would be a lot more interesting and painful methods of hitting on you if I really wanted to. I was just trying to get your attention…can you help me untangle my hair? Or grab scissors? Please?”

It wasn’t even the first thing he had noticed when he came up jogging towards the girl with her shoe in his hand, but now that he thought about it, it was pretty weird that someone would manage to get their hair caught up in a tree. Actually, the first thing he even took notice to was how his head was still throbbing and the thought that the girl simply dropped the flats instead of throwing it at him even crossed his mind (he was an . . . intelligent human being).

No matter how sad his circumstances may be (his being the realization, for the 100th time, he did not have anything smart going through his head), he thinks the girl getting her hair caught in bark is a far worse than him simply losing a few brain cells. Then again, there was another thought that crossed his mind, when he received a blunt reply to his rather blunt statement, that her situation would be rather laughable. He wouldn’t really put it beyond himself to laugh, but it just seemed too cross a line. Perhaps if she were a friend, he would have nothing stopping him from letting out, at the very least, muffled chuckling.

         “Yeah, yeah. You can try painful methods, but          I assure you, I’ll already be running away at the          speed of light.”

Riku sighs, scratching his head as he finally comes to a decision. He reaches out and tries to untangle the girls hair, slowly, calmly, gently. He doesn’t want to pull on her scalp, nor does he want to form a knot that would be harder to undo.

        “I don’t have scissors on me, so you’re gonna         have to stay still and watch my amazing un--         knotting skills. How did you even manage to         get it tangled with the bark in the first place?”

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devoted-runner.

“I do not fret, I am simply curious and a bit worried as to why you would avoid practice… However, if you wish to not disclose the reason, then I shall not put any pressure on you to do so. However, I do hope you are training on your own.”

Most probably the others were going to hunt RIku down as soon as they hear the news, considering what happened in the past, but the snow haired male knew how to mind his business and to offer the space which was needed when one wanted to be alone. After all Kyosuke himself favored solitude.

Riku gave a firm nod, glad that the teammate he nearly rammed into was Kyosuke and not someone else. He could only assume the others would assume he was up to no good, but alas, it wasn’t anything of the sort this time around. It was much simpler than that, but he doubt the leg manic would understand if he tried to explain the causes of his exhaustion.

        “You don’t have to worry about that.         I’ll be practicing, just not here.”

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“Can you maybe chill?”

History of Japan roleplay starters

        “How about maybe you chill?”

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“They’re using the latest technology, like stones and bowls.”

History of Japan roleplay starters

       “It’s not nice to talk about Kisumi and Kuroko       trying to cook like that. You were pretty much       using stones trying to heat up that can of beans       during that camping trip.”

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shootballin.

     getting the air literally knocked out of him was not how he imagined his afternoon would go - it took a moment for him to regain his composure & more importantly to suck the much needed air back into his lung before taking a good look at the stranger, brows raised - sound of forgiveness, right.

       “ no i don´t. maybe if there´s an apology first though.“

Right, right. Apologies were a thing. The slight smirk he had on his face turns into a subtler expression and he inches a reasonably small distance away from the stranger. Riku could guess that he didn’t cause a major injury to the guy, but it’s better to be safe than sorry.

        “Sorry, sorry. You’re not hurt, are you?         I have this last dinosaur band-aid if you are.”

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devoted-runner.

Kyosuke was not facing the direction Riku approached from, thus the third year student did not pay any attention to his teammate until he started speaking. Turning around, ashen glance is set on the freshman, a suspicious expression set on Kuga’s face.

“What else would that be?”

The inquiry was calm, not accusatory, but merely worded as a curious question. It was no need to put any stress on his teammate, it was just Kyoske was concerned the other started avoiding practice again.

What appears to be a normal well spirited facade was actually Riku just being Riku. Did he have something up his sleeves? perhaps. It wasn’t anything too smart, but it wasn’t something that would be long term or get him into any kind of trouble. Just a little of him avoiding a certain leg maniac. He’s had too much of his teammate in one day and all he wanted was a small break.

       “Nothing! I’ll be at practice tomorrow so don’t fret.” 

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infvri.

      insipid tones array `pon one’s anemic visage. sprawled on slate concrete, it takes DEATH moments to ruminate the occurrence. amberous hues, swathed by raven locks, observe the other. with rays of sunlight, fluoresce over the stranger ; he is unhinged. helping himself up, he is sluggish in movements, hand pressed `gainst forehead.               ` no. i am not okay. `

Expectations had him thinking the boy would take his hand so he would be able to pull him up and it had him thinking he would be easily forgiven. However, it’s understandable that the stranger would be wary from being body slammed out of nowhere. Riku couldn’t blame him.

          “I’m so sorry. Are you injured anywhere?           I have two band aids on me.”

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lagniiappes.

                             ♛ •〖   𝓐𝓵𝓾𝓲𝓷   〗 • ♛

             ❛   I’m not really sure how that’s done, but if that’s the case, I                       guess your calves are sharp as a diamond. I just meant                       to say, they’re nice.   ❜  Aluin dryly chuckled, feeling                       awaked for the odd compliment he just delivered. 

He still doesn’t get it, but would that mean he would let the other know he doesn’t understand? Absolutely not.

        “I’ll . . . take that as a compliment. Yeah.         I’m Riku by the way!”

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Love Me

Love Me: I’ll write a fluffy drabble about our characters.

What he heard had to be a mistake, but the two girls were already handing him their numbers and waving him and his friend bye as they walked off. They were cute girls. Cute, sweet, and kind. He wasn’t rejected. The girls gave him and Kisumi their numbers and told them to call when they were ready for the date. They were girls. The two guys had their names. They were set for a double date. Girls. Number. They had a date.

         “K-Kisumi … we’re going on a DATE.”

In all honesty, they weren’t exactly expecting a date to erupt when Riku decided to talk to some girls who seemed to be irritated by the wind blowing their hair in the wrong direction and Kisumi commenting that their hair was getting stuck to their lips. Riku started to subtly flirt, and the girls laughed. They laughed as his joke. It was nothing forced, they threw their heads back and laughed. They smiled when he smiled. It was like his happiness was contagious and they were the victims of his virus. Even Kisumi was surprised to see Riku talking to girls without a problem. And then … then the girls asked if the four of them could meet up sometime later to hang out.

         “Kisumi–”

         “Bro. I know.”

Riku let out a loud and happy cheer, proud of himself that he had game, prouder that he managed to make two girls day into something better after they struggled with something that had them dejected. Kisumi patted Riku on the back, for once, happy that Riku earned both of them something to do with their day tomorrow.

This wasn’t the first time Kisumi was going on a date, but double dates, especially with one of his close friend doesn’t come often. “C’mon. We’ve gotta pick out an outfit for you.”

Riku and Kisumi both arrived at their destination together. Kisumi had been wanting to make sure Riku had put on his outfit properly, which he did, with the exception of properly adjusting his collar. The two weren’t wearing anything too fancy, but it was a mixture of formal and casual, leaning towards the latter of course. At the cafe, they greeted the two girls who were already waiting inside for them. It was a nice little place on the slope of a slight hill and the decor was pretty cute. Riku had to admit that he wouldn’t normally walk into places like these unless accompanied by someone else, which he was.

“I hope you weren’t waiting too long for us,” Riku sat down in the booth next one one girl, while Kisumi took a seat right across from him.

“Not at all,” the girl besides Kisumi replied. “We just got here too.”

They got on with the basic introductions, properly introducing themselves and their basic interests till their waiter arrived, and left since they haven’t even decided what they would drink. It was a nice cafe with a variety of things. Getting the same old order in a different place would seem like a waste.

Riku leaned forward, not really accustomed to places like these. He had absolutely no clue what he could order besides coffee and green tea, and he couldn’t really figure out what he could order from the vague menu that was placed on the corner of the table. “Kisumi,” he almost whined out. “I don’t know what to order. Order for me.”

         “Just pick something.”

         “I don’t know what to get.”

         “Pick something.”

         “Order something sweet for me.”

         “Do it yourself?”

Shoving the tiny menu that had the same color of Kisumi’s hair, he rephrased his question. “How about maybe you pick something for me?”

Kisumi rolled his eyes and leaned forward, glancing down at the menu. He was going to point at anything in general for Riku to get, but the stride member would notice that right away (no he wouldn’t. Kisumi, you should know he’s denser than mercury by now). Instead, he opted to actually look for something the airhead would like, like a milkshake.

        “It’s taking you a long time.”

        “I’m looking for you. Mind shutting up?”

They didn’t even notice the waiter standing in front of the table until the two girls ordered the drinks they wanted. It startled them, but they quickly regained their composure as if they never jumped, both of them exchanging looks. Kisumi decided to order for Riku and himself since, obviously, Riku would only complain no matter what he did. “Two Oreo milkshakes.”

Riku stared at Kisumi, almost squinting at him as the waiter walked off to get their beverages. “Why did you order the same things for us?”

         “Correct me if I’m wrong, but aren’t you the         guy who asked me to order for him?”

         “Yes, but–”

“Okay then.” Kisumi leaned back in his seat with a satisfied grin when all he got in return was another glare from Riku, and the beautiful Oreo milkshakes being placed in front of them too. Apparently the girl besides him ordered green tea and the girl across from her ordered a type of bubble tea.

Riku, being who he is, prepared this entire argument he would say after he took a sip of his milkshake, but it all flew out the window as it was actually pretty good, which meant he continued to slurp it down.

“You guys are so adorable,” one of the girls chimed. Riku had almost forgotten about their presence for a mere moment. “How long have you known each other?”

“Um?” Riku and Kisumi inquired in sync.

The girl twirled her straw around in her drink, causing the ice to clack against the glass. A bright smile was on her face, and the same could be said about her friend. “You guys get along so well. It’s almost like you guys are dating.”

Riku and Kisumi looked at each other, then back at the girls, their hands already moving to slap a few yen onto the table. “Time to go?”

         “Yup.”

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History of Japan RolePlay Starters

“Hire a Samurai~♪ “ 

“Japan is an island by the sea filled with volcanoes and it’s BEAUTIFUL~!”

“So now there’s people on the island, they’re basically sort of hanging out in between the mountains.” 

“They’re using the latest technology, like stones and bowls.”

“Ding dong, it’s the outside world and they have technology from the future, like really good metal and crazy rice farms.” 

“But this one was the most, most, important, ruled by a heavenly super-person, or emperor for short.”

“Knock, knock, get the door, it’s religion.” 

“The new prince wants everyone to try this hot new religion from baekje.”

“Please try this religion.” 

“No. Said everybody again, quieter this time.” 

“Can you call us something else other than dipshit?” 

“How about sunrise land~ ♪ “

“And they stole China’s alphabet and wrote a book about themselves.” 

“They conquered the north finally, get that squared away.” 

“A rich hipster name Kukai is bored with modern Buddhism.” 

“The royal palace became such a dream world of art that they really didn’t give a shit about running the country.” 

“How are you supposed to protect your shit from criminals?”

“Breaking news, the Mongols have invaded China.” 

“Please respect us or else we might invade you as well.” 

“They tried again and had a nice time fighting with the Japanese but then died in a tornado.” 

“And the emperor can still dress like an emperor if he wants that’s fine.” 

“Now there’s more art~♪ ”

“Everyone voted so hard that the palace caught on fire and burned down.” 

“and the WHOLE country broke into pieces.”

“Knock, knock, it’s Europe. No, they’re not here to take over, they just want to sell some shit like clocks and guns and Jesus~♪“ 

“There was poetry, plays, sexy times, puppet shows, and Dutch studies!” 

“Knock, knock, it’s the United States, with huge boats. With guns. Gunboats.” 

“Stop, no, you can’t take that. We were gonna try and build a railroad through here to try and get some warm water.”

“Can you maybe chill?” 

“How about maybe you chill?” 

“You’ll never guess who is also kind of scared of Russia.” 

“It’s time for world war 1~♪”

“How bout I do, anyway~♪” 

“Their friends and our friends are not friends, plus they’re planning on invading the entire ocean.♪ ”