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{{ hi hi everyone! I’m Kuno! I’m the same mun behind Takamichi and I apologize for my abrupt disappearance after just apping Hikaru in! You see, I was hospitalized for two weeks for pancreatitus but I was just discharged today! Now I’m ready to roll again!
so here’s a starter call for all of you! like and I’ll write up something for you! }}
Wow… Tsukasa had seen his fair share of peculiar people at Yumenosaki, but this was admittedly topping most. This blonde person would fit right in with the oddballs back at his academy. But helpful as ever, he decided to help this beautiful (?) teen.
“ I fail to see how beauty and sin have anything to do with losing a tool. So rise your head. You are but an ordinary man who has misplaced his possessions. ”
☆彡 || "Oh no... no... You do not understand.” The blonde replied sorrowfully, clutching his chest. “With the loss of my tool, comes the loss of creating beauty.”
“That tool was no ordinary tool! It was but a gift sent from the heavens to me! To lose it so easily, it must be punishment-!”
☆彡 || The blonde sculptor wailed out in the public park, upon realization that his favorite chisel was missing.
“Oh, how unfortunate the beautiful me is today! How could this have happened for me to lose my beloved tool?!”
“Could it be that this is a punishment for my beauty?! Oh, what a sinful man I am!”
And he posed in agony and grief to the sky.
“Oh. So you’re one of those.”
Saitama has encountered his fair share of people who think they’re heaven-sent. And his fair share of sons of gods. What is it about being a hero and meeting people who have an over-inflated sense of self worth? He grabs a piece of gum and begins blowing bubbles in anticipation of this guy’s boring string of babbling about himself. “Try to keep it short.”
☆彡 || “I put a rigorous amount of effort every day to keep my hair healthy, shiny and beautiful! The key is to lather, rinse, and repeat. Always use a fair amount of shampoo and conditioner and clean your hair gently! Never do it roughly or your hair may fall out.” And it had just occurred to the sculptor that the stranger he was talking to was completely BALD.
Oh, how tragic!
Dramatically, Hikaru fell to his knees in front of the other man, clutching to his heart in agony and sorrow for the poor man’s lack of hair.
“Oh my goodness! I deeply apologize for your loss, my friend! I had not realized you were envious of my golden hair’s beauty because you had lost your own! Ah! What a sinful man I am to not realize the suffering of others! Oh, how I need to be scorned!” He quickly stood up and grabbed Saitama’s shoulders.
“My dear friend, in honor of your beautiful endurance and silent pain, I, Hikaru Orihara, will sculpt a masterpiece of your very image!”
“Ah—… come on, now. That’s no fair.” Saitama stares enviously at the man standing before him. “Now you’re just showing off, with that much hair.”
☆彡 || “Well, my wayward friend, it is a fact that I am a heaven-sent child of Venus!” To Hikaru, it was a certain truth he lived by everyday, but to many, many others, it was his artistic delusion. But it’s not that people didn’t compliment on his hair and good looks. “I take pride in my golden hair! Would you like to know some secrets behind it?”
☆彡 || “Yes! If I start from this angle of the sculpture, it will be definitely become most beautiful! Ah~ how I love to carve beauty with my own two hands...”
『 Art Appreciation Event Scout 』☆ Hikaru & Raku [3/3]
☆彡 || “I feel it’s a splendid evening to dine out! Though... it would be nice if I could have a beautiful acquaintance along with me.”
;;aaaa im so sorry aichuu and work took away my time on here. I’ll be liking some starters for the gala to reply tomorrow!!
idolland:
Torahiko Kusakabe (CV: Kenji Roa) Kyosuke Momoi (CV: Hiroyuki Kagura) Akio Tobikura (CV: Atsushi Tamaru) Shiki Amabe (CV: Katsufumi Yachi) Hikaru Orihara (CV: Yoshitsugu Matsuoka) Raku Wakaouji (CV: Daisuke Hirakawa)
idolland:
Torahiko Kusakabe (CV: Kenji Roa) Kyosuke Momoi (CV: Hiroyuki Kagura) Akio Tobikura (CV: Atsushi Tamaru) Shiki Amabe (CV: Katsufumi Yachi) Hikaru Orihara (CV: Yoshitsugu Matsuoka) Raku Wakaoji (CV: Daisuke Hirakawa)
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ESPRESSO’S BLACK-TIE GALA
You receive a pink envelope in your mailbox along with the other mail (advertisements, catalogs, etc.) Curious, you open up the envelope up first. It appears to be an invitation!
The invitation is to a formal party at the Koi Art Gallery, hosted by Espresso Beans, next Friday (September 18th, 2015.) The purpose of the event seems to be promoting rising artists. Reading further into the invitation tells you that you can contact the hostess to provide services (of course you’ll be paid), and/or talk to her if you have any questions. You flip the invitation over, and it says in large text, “PLEASE RVSP BY SEPTEMBER 15TH, 2015 IF YOU WISH ON ATTENDING.” You make note of it.
You know you’ll consider going to the party. You’ll finally be able to wear that fancy outfit of yours!
IF YOU WOULD LIKE TO COME TO THIS PARTY, PLEASE LIKE + REBLOG THIS POST.
↓↓ Additional information (including rules, which you need to read if you plan on intending!!) about Espresso’s event can be found under the cut. ↓↓
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☆彡 || "Well, I have my beauty mask and pack ready to depart to sleep! Good night!”
jiirousan:
With a slightly over dramatic jolt, Jiroutachi snaps to attention. It takes a moment to gather himself enough to respond to this extremely sudden request. “Eeeh? You want Jirou-san to be a model? Well I am pretty.. hm! Okay~! It’ll be fun, ahah.” What a perfect job for him, being complimented and looking pretty. “You’re pretty dazzling, yourself!” He gives a wink that’s more comical than anything, but maybe there was a bit of seriousness to it.
☆彡 || The blonde did a dramatic gasp at the compliment and he practically beamed at the stranger. With sparkles in his eyes, he grabbed the other’s hands, holding them up in happiness.
“I couldn’t agree with you anymore that I am beautiful! Great minds truly think alike!” Almost jumping in glee that he found a new beautiful comrade, he has almost forgotten his original objective. He pulled his hands away quickly, and did a polite bow.
“My name is Hikaru Orihara! I’m sure you’ve heard of me! I’m quite a famous ice sculptor!”
♕ hikaru.
zwaardes:
Perched motionlessly at the extremity of the bridge, Alcor studied the receding light beyond the reach of the canal. The lengthy stretches of cirrus clouds reflected the intertwining colors of twilight, echoing tones of orange, of purple, of gold. The simpler beauties struck him as the most fascinating, and managed to be unique enough to keep him enamored at each occurrence.
Faintly sensing a presence at his back that lingered for longer than anticipated, Alcor set his lilac hues over his shoulder, smiling pleasantly with lack of nuances. Whether their business lie with him or with the beauty beyond them, he would discover through friendly process.
❝ Ah, my apologies. Am I obstructing your view? I shall move without hesitation if you wish to observe as well. ❞
☆彡 || The ice sculptor knew he fell in love with Koi at first sight when he came here. He absolutely loved the sights of the city; it was breathtaking and beautiful--- definitely a place that was suited for a beautiful being such as himself.
As he took a walk down the bridge (to passerby, it was more like prancing), a pleasant sight caught the corner of his eye. The sun that was starting to set was like a radiant painting of the evening. If his bandmates were here right now, they too would appreciate such beauty of this glowing, inspiring moment.
He wanted to emblazon this image into his mind as inspiration, to start his first work in Koi.
So focused on the scenery, his mind was suddenly jogged he heard a voice speak to him. He blinked twice, realizing that he failed to notice that a mysterious individual had sat there the entire time-- even before he had came.
"Not to worry, friend! It should be my apologies rather. I was so enraptured by this beautiful sunset-- that I had failed to notice you!” However, it slowly dawned to him that this mysterious individual was quite a beautiful sight as well.
How lucky of him! He was finding so many beautiful places and beautiful people today!
“But you don’t have to move! Your presence sitting against the evening sunset makes the view quite more beautiful!”
;;whoops real life and school got to me but im here! I’ll try to do replies and starters if i have energy (as well as with my other muses too)
