#chxntpleure

[magicianrankup]

(( Reading the word rise as Rise

It’s happening to me, too...))

[fallenhikikomori-blog]

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“Uh, sorry, I guess I was moving kinda... quickly...”

Nearly running straight into a teen girl was enough to make Urushihara stop in his brisk walk towards Hatagaya Station, even if only to catch his own balance. Looking closer at the girl he had delivered the awkward apology to, though, caused a spark of recognition.

“Wait... I think I’ve seen you. Online. You’re that singer or.. whatever.”

[trashcanarcana-archive]

“honestly i can’t believe i put this thing back on...” 

[solivagantis]

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This couldn’t have been Kujikawa. She looked young, too young. Even if it was years since the last time he’d seen her — what? — there was no way she changed so little. But wait, if that was the case, he wouldn’t know how she should look.

He shook his head, clearing away the thoughts. Time to start over. This made no sense, and the headache that’s been tormenting him from the moment he woke up did nothing to help the confusion. He should just bite the bullet and approach her instead of trying to guess.

“Excuse me… Have we met before? I feel like I recognize you from somewhere.”

It was better to take the safe route. Best case scenario, she’d recognize him as well. And then he’d be able to find out something about himself. Maybe. If her memory wasn’t as spotty — an understatement — as his. If this was Kujikawa at all.

It didn’t look very promising, did it?

[banchokun-blog]

"Listen, senpai, this is super important. I want to see you in a suit."

tell souji what to wear!

the suit is well-fitted.  sleek,  black,  layered over a charcoal gray dress shirt tucked neatly into a pair of dress slacks. there’s no tie.

one hand relaxes in his pocket; the other rises to touch the back of his head, smoothing down an errant strand of hair. his smile is calm but hesitant.

                       “ i hope it lives up to your expectations. ”

[mewnyarukami-blog]

@chxntpleure

“Yu-senpai..!” she exclaimed softly, in surprise. It wasn’t entirely unusual for her to eat alone. But she hadn’t counted on him noticing this fact. Smiling sheepishly, she responded, “I don’t, huh..? But sometimes you eat with one of the others, so I don’t want to intrude upon that.”

“They’re all your friends. You don’t have to be alone if I’m busy.” But today, he wasn’t busy, so he took the spot next to her, setting two bentos and two bottles of water in front of them. More of Narukami’s famous cooking. Everyone got a turn, sometimes everyone at once, but Rise seemed to get a few more turns than the others.

“Have you eaten?”

[ofseragaki-blog]

let’s do this persona au thing  /  @chxntpleure

   The thing is, he’s never actually met Risette before.    He thinks she’s vaguely aware of who he is. They were meant to be co-stars, after all. And anyone who follows the news lately knows all about Sly Blue’s infamous list of fuck-ups. But it’s not like he’s ever actually met and spoken to Risette, and it’s certainly not like he knows her well enough to have followed her all the way to the countryside.     He’s kind of feeling stalkery. It’s not a good feel. He wishes he’d thought this through.     The town’s nice, though. A small-towner himself, Aoba likes places like this. He was hoping he’d be able to unobtrusively find Risette and chat to her without attracting attention, but the second he gets out of his agent’s car, there are stares directed at him. His cheeks heat. He ducks his head and edges into the tofu shop.    “Excuse me. Ah, sorry,” he begins, throwing a nervous look over his shoulder at the people peering inside the shop. “I’m... looking for Rise Kujikawa.”

[heartofmetalguardian]

Continued from here ( @chxntpleure​ )

    The Inventor held his arms out toward her, yet not too closely. He didn’t want to let her fall but didn’t want her to feel trapped or frightened either. What had happened? She had to have taken or been slipped something. Then again, she could have a health condition. He had to suspect the worst and hope for the best - You never could know.

         -[”Please, miss… I don’t think you’re well, let me help you…”]-

    Evan could see the lack of presence in her eyes as she took a shaky step forward. Reaching forward, he gently placed her hands on her arms to steady her. Despite the gesture, he did not step closer for fear of invading her personal space more than necessary.

          -[”I’m sorry for touching you like this. Do you remember what happened to you? Do you know, miss?”]-

     Not that he expected an answer from her in the state she was in, though it would be helpful if she did offer them. He felt an uneasiness settle in his stomach as concern continued to rush through his body like blood through his veins. The Kysian kept his hands on her arms - Not loosely, nor tightly - to keep her from falling. Allowing a young lady to crumple to the ground like that was just not right.