#apostaste

[ayoise]

@apostaste​​.    Mayoi-san,    you're  looking  more  beautiful  than  usual  today,    which  is  quite  the  feat  because  you're  always  stunning  :)

mayoi  blinks,    &.    then,    when  he  finally  registers  the  compliment,    he  ducks  his  head,    brows  knit  in  a  troubled,    disbelieving  frown.    oh  no.    why  does  tatsumi  always  tell  him  such  good-natured,    kindhearted  things  when  he  should  know  by  now  that  he  isn't  deserving  of  them  ?    &.    why  does  he  feel  like  he's  being  put  on  the  spot  with  this  ?    react  well,    react  better,    &.    maybe  others  won't  all  have  their  eyes  on  you  whenever  you  go  out  !    it's  an  impossible  feat,    to  hold  such  arrogance  in  him.

❝        m-me  ?    beautiful  …  ?    tatsumi-san,    i'm  only  a  bug  that  you  should  squash  under  your  feet  and  throw  out  with  the  trash  !        ❞        yet  tatsumi  has  a  way  of  speaking  that  seems  to  fill  him  with  warmth.    it  makes  him  tighten  his  arms  across  himself,    as  if  holding  in  the  impurities  that  threaten  to  sneak  out  &.    consume  such  a  holy  presence  whole.    ah,    he  would  never  forgive  himself  if  he  ever  ruined  any  of  them  !    besides,    he  could  never  allow  himself  to  believe  those  words  were  actually  true.    they're  just  to  wipe  the  worry  from  his  face,    to  quell  his  own  unsettling  presence  for  the  moment.        ❝        please  …  don't  let  what  you  think  you  see  mislead  you.        ❞

* . ゜ unprompted  !              𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚗. 

[majesticmulti]

@apostaste​ liked for a BIRTHDAY STARTER !!

                      “Tatsumi-kun!  I  appreciate  you  being  able  to  make  it!  Are  you  having  fun  so  far?”  Hiyori  questioned,  his  gaze  flickering  to  guests  walking  past,  saying  hello.  He  waves  and  gives  them  a  hug  on  the  side,  but  he  ultimately  tries  to  keep  his  attention  on  Tatsumi.  “I  know  that  you’ve  been  working  hard  lately  so  I  am  honored  to  be  seeing  your  face!  Can  I  accompany  you  to  grab  a  snack,  maybe  a  drink?”  He  was  trying  to  get  people  to  take  the  food,  he  didn’t  want  it  to  go  to  waste.  Though,  he  would  go  and  give  the  leftovers  to  people  who  need  it.  But  he  did  want  as  much  of  it  gone  as  possible.  

[bloodfists]

@apostaste  ||  ▶ GAME START...

It’s an omen. 

Maybe one stroke of bad luck could be blamed on coincidence , but three times was far too many. If this job’s success wasn’t what stood between Mankai and closing their doors forever , he may have taken the next flight home instead.

The first sign of inevitable failure comes at six A.M. in the morning , as he blinks blearily at his too-bright phone screen , only to be greeted by a 72% phone battery. Even with duct tape his wire wasn’t tilted at that perfect , exact angle for it to charge fully overnight. The second warning delivered itself in the form of a vacation. For his luggage. Apparently it had ‘disappeared’ on the flight here , talk about hard mode. He’s got his essentials ( electronics ) on his carry-on , but damn it , Itaru has an appearance he has to keep up too. Underwear worn inside-out , than backwards , and forwards just wouldn’t cut it for work. He needs to be the professional , reliable , Itaru , not 72-hour streamer Taruchi. 

Bad luck , of course , comes in threes. Just as finishes the his last LP , waiting for his contact to meet him, the little LEVEL UP banner fills his screen. He watches in horror as the energy bar refills. Any other time that’d be great , and he’d just click way for another half-hour or so , but he’s supposed to meet someone , well like , right now , and he won’t be able to get away to rank again for a while. Screaming sounds nice , but he forces his pained grimace into friendly smile as he stands up politely to greet his new colleague.

“ It’s nice to meet you. I’m Chigasaki Itaru , I hope I didn’t arrive at a bad time. ”

[vamprei]

♰                  @apostaste​ (kazehaya tatsumi)

風早 巽(3-S):   The local vampire society is constantly growing. They are always looking for new blood. :D 風早 巽(3-S):   A vampire broke up with his girlfriend when she had a blood test. He told her she wasn't his type. ^_^ 風早 巽(3-S):   Vampires always seem like they're ill. It's probably because they're always coffin. :)

朔間 零(RHYLINK):   kukukukuku,   you’re very clever, Kazehaya-kun 朔間 零(RHYLINK):   I thought I had scared you away.

what energy !   it must have been in favor of teaching the younger the way of self-cameras.   if this was how his endearing younger friend sought to thank him, he took it with such gratitude, as the hand-picked humor was   just   the sort of fun he needed at the moment.   with the burden of rhythm link’s management shared between he and his dear, old friend, it seemed that he was not only a nocturnal being, but one that simply   did not sleep.

朔間 零(RHYLINK):   What does one call a priest who become a lawyer? 朔間 零(RHYLINK):   A father-in-law    (〃＾▽＾〃)

[kagedzuki]

     @apostaste​

         summertime was always a struggle; between guest appearances and seasonal promotions, mika always found himself exceptionally tired after a hard day. it wasn’t even the ‘ suitable ‘ type of tired after a long day, it was mostly sweat collecting under a corset vest and heat exhaustion creeping in under stage lights. it is less than attractive and even more unprofessional to even think about passing out during work; nah, not in a hundred years will he ever return to that life!

    but something catches his eyes after the performance is over, the crowd dispersing back outside double doors, idol units retreating to the shadows far away from the burning lights of the stage. mika has no idea where shu has gone, and the faintest tinge of mint piques the crow’s interest. more so worry, now that he realizes that it’s tatsumi leaning against the wall looking like he’s struggling. oi, not on his watch! mika shuffles through the crowd, mutterin’ out apologizes ‘n the likes before breathlessly making his way through.     ❝  kazehaya-senpai, ❞ mismatched topaz and turquoise are wide and full of worry, his hands fumbling with the unopened water that was just given to him by staff -- fingers twisting open the bottle with hurry -- he knows that look anywhere, felt it himself a couple of dozen times and that emptiness that soaked his veins, before shoving the plastic in the hands of the alkaloid member.       ❝ ya know, yer lookin’ after everyone all the time. ‘s gotta be tiring, i know. no worries! ya don’t gotta say a word, ‘m can always get somethin’ of our own. valkyrie gets things handed to us all the time, ‘m surprised yer not gettin’ the same. ❞

[vamprei]

♰  𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋     :         @apostaste​

❝ — it’s called a selfie. ❞     waggling the device, rei gratefully imparts the knowledge on the other: after being pestered enough by his dear, strange friends, and prodded to by his agency, the demon lord has become fascinated by the advanced technology within the handheld telephone.   and the social networking !  what a revolutionary way to keep up with the fans !  and though his knowledge on the art may lag behind his peers, the learning has been most of the joy. and so, with a keen smile, he broadly gestures his open camera about the two of them, directing the screen toward them both. his eyes lock with the other’s through the screen, and two slender fingers raise in a v-shape against his cheek.   ❝ say   cheeeeese.   ❞