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[dolgelo]

"Come here. I’ll fix it."

♕ ♕SOFT  FAMILY  THINGS||  accepting  ||  @aragakisan  

dismissing the fact as a matter of not that great of importance would have been a true insult, yet Mitsuru always seemed to have had the tendency to dismiss even the most little obstacle as something not worthy of anyone else’s concern. a bad habit which had accompanied her for the longest time, and that would represent itself even when the frown of worry would fatigue to leave her face. it had been but an incident, dictated by her lack of attention - which would have usually meant she was to pay the consequences. she hadn’t expected the Hierophant there to witness in silence to the whole scene, nor to later offer his help to the evidently lost girl. for it was what she must have looked like: lost, slightly worried something had broken forever.

she never took it off, her precious locket; hidden usually under her blouses and jackets, ever tied around her slim white neck, Mitsuru would rarely ever lived without it now. she didn’t mind anymore the contact of the cold metal against her skin, but that time had been an exception - so different from ordinary routine. it had fallen from her hand, as she was approaching the lounge to clean it. she had cursed her lack of attention inside her head, and had powerlessly seen the golden object falling down a bunch of stairsteps, leading downwards, bump after bump. as her heart had skipped a beat, she had run down too, to find again the locket - open, the little oval door away from the junctures. it looked broken indeed. and the boy must have noticed it too. picking up the pieces had been almost humiliating for the girl, admitting defeat like so, and getting closer to the boy.

        «  Such a bad fall it took… are you sure you have the right instruments and tools for these small ju– ah, it just seemed to be slipping right through my fingers, I couldn’t catch it back without falling myself down the stairs…  »

ever since her last goodbye to her dearest Father, Mitsuru had tried finding new ways to keep his memory as alive and present than ever. back when she still lived there, she remembered, Mitsuru’d keep a photo of him by the bed, together with a bunch of other silly possessions or correspondences that did remind her of home. the locket was no exception, as it was an old piece of jewellery she had finally put into good use, sliding a picture of her Father, smiling, inside of it. she’d glanced at the photo during her saddest days, when she needed to remind herself of what the right path could lead her to – and she still did in fact. but now, the painful reminder had forced itself onto her heart like one big, unstoppable wave…

she handed Aragaki the pieces of the locket; as he examined them, she felt slightly embarrassed by it – she didn’t know if anyone had ever noticed her wearing such a thing under her clothes before… hesitating a bit, the redhead gave him a crooked little smile, as she apologized for the bother. 

         «  It’s fine, really. I could ask anyone to deal with it if you can’t, Aragaki.  »  

[orgiia]

« starter call || @aragakisan »

    It had been barely over a week since that day. The day they had all promised to meet... that day... The dorm had been silent since. Everyone passing by each other without eye contact and without speaking. The echoes of her smile and laughter still hanging over them everywhere they looked. 

    Aigis spent every night dreaming. Dreams where she is chasing and chasing, but never can reach out to her. That must be what is referred to as a nightmare. Dreams had been surprising enough when she first encountered them, but this just showed how difficult even trying to be human could be. And honestly, she was done with it. 

    She stood on the roof of the dorm, trying not to think about the other roof and that moment. It takes her a bit to realize someone else is there. Whether they were there when she came up or had come in without her notice... she did not know. Time had seemed less meaningful to her lately. But still she sees him standing off in the shadows on the other side of the roof and wondered if he was trying to escape as well.

   Aragaki-san had only recently returned from the hospital but still returned for daily checkups so she had not seen much of him (not that she had been trying to see much of anyone). 

     ❝Are you still in pain?❞ It felt weird to speak, her speech capacity had been rarely used as of late and the sound of her own voice was almost startling. She wasn’t even sure why she was engaging. Silence had been fine. Even if he did not respond, it really was no matter. 

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@aragakisan || ♔

‘ A bandage? What are ya? Some kinda mom? ’

Maybe it was the fact he was intoxicated at this moment, or perhaps it was the laceration he received from the thugs, but Battler lashed out on the man who stopped from any further harm. How was he supposed to know ogling the breasts of one of the women in that area would lead to this? Well, any reasonable person could see that danger from a mile away. However, since Battler didn’t have his wits about him at the moment the area didn’t seem nearly as tense as he thought. He actually thought they were all getting along.

‘ ... Sorry, that’s not what I meant.... Thank you for stepping in before things got too hairy. ’

Battler offered an apology. He knew he stepped out of line there && not only that, but the other didn’t seem like someone who he should mess around with. The redhead was sobering up now && he could tell he had made mistakes. It was actually embarrassing to recall. He remembered being offered a drink by one of the guys he was with && next thing that entire mess happened. He felt he should be more grateful to the other since he stepped in.

‘ A bandage would be nice.... Also Water, my mouth is pretty dry. ’

He paused && adjusted his hand to put some pressure on the wound. It stung a lot, while intoxicated it was a minor nuisance, but now the pain of the laceration was all he felt. Luckily it wasn’t too deep, it did’t seem like he would need medical attention today.

‘ Why’d you come help me like that anyways? I woulda kicked my own ass if I could, really. ’

[maikoyaki]

Tough Cookie

@aragakisan

It all started when Maiko noticed a strange man speaking with her older sister one afternoon, where they were properly introduced afterward. While his name escape her upon their second meeting, it didn’t stop her in trying to converse with the rugged fellow. He sure had an aura that could push any timid fool away but just like Minako, this little firecracker found it nothing more than a challenge. Maiko needed to find something for her older sister as a ‘thank you’ gift for helping her pass her exams and the only person who could possibly know what Minako would liked would be none other than someone who lives in the same dorm as her.  

“C’mon, it’s only for a little while,” shouts the child who tries so hard to budge the rugged young man. Even with both hands tugging on his maroon coat forward, those little feet rarely moved from their current spot in front of the Paulownia mall fountain. Her arms was shaking at this point due to the strain building on her muscles. The slippery friction between her rubber shoes and the polish floor made her progress futile at this point. “You said you’ll help me!” 

[dolgelo]

         «  Ah, wonderful. If Akihiko did it, why not the other boys ?  @aragakisan ,          if you wore a skirt too, the three of us could dance with matching outfits--          there was a strange white wig going around in the dorm last week; if found          again, one of you could use it. Or I could ask my staff to bring here matching          butlers outfits.  »   

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magicianrankup replied to your post: [Just to let you know I’m still alive. I really...

Sparrow!! I miss u all the time. But I also follow ur art blog so why am i complaining haha

[xDDD sakdfh shhh u3u It’s fine, we don’t talk a lot in the art account, that count as missing too!! u3u *hugs]

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[ everyone misses you very very much!!! ]

[Aaah And I really miss our conversations too *cries a river Hope everythings is going fine!!]

[rpersonapositivity]

anonymous: I think @aragakisan is a very good Shinjiro blog. Not only they give him the justice and attention he deserves with threads and interactions but their analysis posts are always a pleasure to read. It’s obvious they really care writing for him. 

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[ 7 & 12 ! ]

30 Uncommon Character Development Questions - Accepting!

7. How does your character perceive themselves? Positive? Negative? Neutral?

Since I received this question twice, I’m gonna try to split it into two answers.  For this one, I’ll be tackling how he might outwardly perceive himself and how he outwardly tries to come off to others.

I do think that to some extent, his boastful attitude is intentional.  I like to think it’s a defense mechanism of sorts - not only to keep people at arms length and to seem off-putting to people to avoid becoming closer to them, but also as a way to mask his insecurities, even if he doesn’t exactly realize he’s doing it, himself and I think that this also extends to his playful and sort of lax attitude, masking his insecurities with humor and as much he doesn’t give a shit, he’s still a person - some part of him still cares what other people think, it’s human nature.  I just think he’s the sort of person who would never want to give people the satisfaction of knowing that he cares, so unconsciously or not, he masks it with either bravado, overconfidence, humor or disinterest.

12.  Describe 5 unusual characteristics your muse has.

This one actually stumped me a bit, ha.   I guess it depends on what one’s definition of ‘unusual’ is.  Also, because I received this number twice, I’ll be doing three traits on this one and then tackle the remaining two on the other one.

He has a tendency to talk really fast when he’s excited - that’s a pretty easy way to gauge how he’s feeling actually - his words come out in sort of rushed bursts and the more excited he is, the more incoherent he ends up sounding.  One usually has to get him to relax first and tell him to take a deep breath before they can have any hopes of making out anything coherent.

He’s also extremely restless - he really hates being forced to sit still for long periods of time.  One notable quirk of his is either impatiently tapping his feet and shaking his leg slightly - it’s an unconscious action and one that even he isn’t really aware of, though it does give him a calming, therapeutic feeling especially when he’s being forced to sit through something extremely long or boring.  I think he’s the sort of person who constantly needs to be moving in some way.

Also, sort of continuing off of the previous headcanon in regards to Ryuji never really being able to sit still and relax - you can more often than not find him training and working out - he’s been doing it for so long and has become so accustomed to it that it’s like a second nature, almost ingrained into him like an instinct and nothing drives him more insane than having his training schedule thrown off track - for him, training is like an itch - the more he tries not to think about it, the more he ends up doing so.  I think that this itch is sort of intertwined with his injury - he’s someone who desperately wants to re-reach his peak that he was at, a few years ago.