#demonvicechief

[of-strange-monologues-and-oni]

Japanese Green Tea - My muse needs calming down and it seems like green tea’ll do the trick.

It had been a couple of hours since Hijikata had took Chizuru into the Shinsengumi headquarters. It was quite the scare, Hijikata had pointed his blade at an innocent girl, unbeknownst to himself. Hijikata was just as confused as her, at what was she doing here? Hijikata had left and came back from headquarters due to the mysterious case he was dealing with. 'A girl from a land far from here.. What was this? Star Trek?! Time Travel?!'screaming as he gripped on his head. Screaming an internal monologue to himself, Hijikata had noticed he had attracted unwanted attention. “Oh crap..” Bolting down the street, Hijikata had made his way back to the office.

Entering his office, Hijikata could see the female sleep peacefully in the futon of the the room. Scratching the back of his head, Hijikata sighed and then walked to his desk where all the unfinished paperwork he left. About when Hijikata was about to take a seat, he could hear some whimpering coming from his futon. Peering over his desk, Hijikata saw the female squirm in her sleep, mumbling to herself. The mumbling that was emitting from the female was incoherent to Hijikata, to the point where he was partially getting annoyed. Hijikata had then took his leave and left her in his room.

Minutes passed and Hijikata had came back with a tray with a cup of green tea. Placing the tray next to him, Hijikata had proceeded to wake her up. “Oi, get up.” Looking at the female open her eyes a bit, Hijikata had proceeded to talk, even if she wasn’t really awake. “Drink this and then go back to sleep.” Leaving the tray next to her, Hijikata had went back to his desk and continued with the unfinished paperwork remaining.

       Sleep had not been very kind to the oni lately, especially after she'd entered this strange place, and this nap really was no different. Suffering once again from terribly vivid nightmares, Chizuru damn near had a heart attack as she was woken up. Amber eyes slowly, almost hesitantly, blinked open to focus in on the dark haired man crouching before her. For a split second, she had thought that she was back home and having her rest interrupted by the demon vice-chief she had come to know so well, but her heart soon sank when the man came into proper focus and it wasn't the one she'd known.

       So I'm still here, huh...? It was better than the fires and the death in her nightmare, but it still wasn't home--it wasn't her home, the one place she really wanted to be right now. I'll have to make the best of this all from now on I guess... How hard could it be? She'd manage to do it once before, so surely it would be easier to do the second time around, right?

        Picking up the hot cup of tea, Chizuru simply let the warmth of it radiate through her hands as she bowed her head politely. "Thank you, sir... I-I'm sorry if I've disrupted you..."

[uncommontime-blog1]

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✦: Ten different things that remind the writer of the character

Music. Just all music. Well, almost all. Traditional Japanese music and rock 'n' roll especially though.

People talking to me when I have headphones on.

Some cats, not when they're being goofy but... overall cat attitudes. Bansai definitely has one.

My sunglasses incident I've mentioned in another post today.

Everything I've reblogged and tagged "musing" or "bansai.jpg"

Matsudaira's "everyone wearing sunglasses is an assassin" line.

Helicopters Um, no other vehicle than motorcycles.

Half the shit I say tbh

People calling their characters "lil shit"

The colour of his hair (and entire goddamn outfit), in any context.

[eggandroid]

Quiet me

Quiet Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character trying to calm yours down [be it from crying, from lashing out, feel free to specify.] 

The android looked at the nervous policeman’s face, inviting him to take another deep breath. 

"I do understand your frustration Mr. Hijikata, believe me, and if venting out your rage helps please do so." she told him with in a quiet tone of voice, sounding sincerely sorry. "And there is just no way on my part to express adequately how I regret not having taken in consideration this particular situation while making preparations-"

"Stop using all those big words and just get to the point!" the man lashed out, taking a step towards the android. Because of the man’s sudden angry reaction, Tama’s expression changed to a concerned one as she took a step backwards, more because she knew that’s how people acted in cases like this than due to actual fear. 

But that act Tama had put on without even knowing had a result, as the man, believing her had just scared the other, felt guilty for how he had just behaved and calmed down. “I… I’m sorry…” he said, rubbing his temples with his fingers. “I didn’t mean to, but it’s been a bad day at work, so I hoped I could come here to relax and at least have some fun, and instead…” he sighed and stopped talking, taking a seat on an empty chair near him.

"I understand, it happens to everyone" the android said lowering her head. "But that doesn’t change that, as responsible of this snack bar, I should have been more careful not to mix up your order…"

"No, no. It’s not your fault, it’s just me having a bad temper and an even worse day. I overreacted and I apologize for that." Hijikata said taking his cigarette packet and lighter from his pocket. "I also scared away all your customers for my little freak out, and that makes me the one in the wrong…" he went on as he slowly took a cigarette out of the packet and lit it up, taking a long first puff of it.

"I do accept your apology, and please accept ours for our blunder." Tama said, tentatively putting a smile on her face. Hijikata looked at her and, breathing in another puff, returned the smile.

"No need to apologize, I told you." he replied. "You just made a mistake with the condiments, I started crushing dishes and yelling so loud that I scared everyone around. You’ve been more patient than I deserved." Hijikata repeated.

Tama lifted her head and looked at the man’s face. “Well, as you say.” she replied with a smile. “Now please relax finish your cigarette while I clean up.” she said before going behind in the store room to take mop and bucket.

Taking another puff, Hijikata took a look at the dish he had thrown on the ground: among the shards of the dish he smashed, the remains of a salmon sandwich covered in tabasco sauce were lying on the floor. He has asked it covered in mayonnaise of course, but in the confusion that there was on the counter the android switched the containters with the two condiments, and so he received that wrong snack. And when he got that in front of himself, he didn’t know what got to him, he suddently got angry and threw the dish to the ground, yelling to Tama, who had just taken him the plate.

Actually he knew very well what it was, and in that moment he couldn’t help but being pissed at himself for it. Sure, today was that day, or more precisely the anniversary of that day, and seeing that dish brought to his mind a lot of happy memories, but also one particular sad memory that dominated over the other nicer ones. And then he just couldn’t help getting angry.

But on the other hand, that maid didn’t know about that, and the meaning that dish had to him. It’s not like it was something she had done mischievously, like one of those stupid pranks Okita often played on him. Actually, knowing him, in that situation Okita would have probably reacted even worse, so it was a good thing he wasn’t there right now.

And so, when she came back with the scrubbing brush and a bucket to clean up, he took the last puff and, after putting off the cigarette, helped Tama clean up the mess he had made. On her part, the android didn’t even try to discourage him or say that there was no need: she didn’t know the man very well, but when he started lashing out against her she could hear in the tone of his voice that there was something else, something bitter behind his reaction, and it wasn’t just a tantrum by some spoiled and arrogant policeman to assert some kind of dominance around there.

When the floor was cleaned, as Hijikata took another smoke, Tama offered to prepare him another sandwich, but the man refused. “I’m no longer hungry, thank you. I think I’ll just go now, before I scare off all other clients.” he replied, putting his lighter in his pocket and preparing himself to leave.

"Understood." she replied, nodding. "And please accept my apologies again, this time not for the mistake with the order. I don’t know the reason, but you do, and even if accidentally I realize-"

"For that, I accept them." Hijikata interrupted her. "Take care and see you next time." he then added with a smile before walking out of the snack bar’s door.

[eggandroid]

Kind, cynical, selfless.

[eggandroid]

"Good morning Mr. Officer, is there anything in particular that brings you around here?"

[wild-untamed-heart]

Making Tracks [@Toshiro]

Kajika's gaze was focused solely on the view outside the window, watching how the scenery changed as the train progressed down the track towards the Central District. A light melody was hummed under her breath, her foot tapping in time to a beat that only she was privy to in reflection of her current upbeat mood.

She was looking forward to her trip to the Central District, having heard so much about the variety of things to do and see. The maids had told her that her mother had often taken her shopping at the market there, before proceeding to the library and pet store but she could remember none of it. She had been too young after all...

It was one of the reasons why she was so eager to go and see it all, to imagine how it might have been like to go to all those places with her mother all those years ago... She had heard that in recent years during her absence, some new shops had cropped up and she was quite keen to check those out as well.

"Now arriving at destination..."

The voice over the train speaker's suddenly startled her from her musings and she realised that it was true; they had arrived at the station. Fortunately for Kajika, she had no luggage to worry about and thus managed to be one of the very first passengers off the train. The first thing she saw were the large crowds of people bustling about, some ready to board the next train heading towards another of the city's districts and she had to carefully duck out of the way in order not to be rammed into.

Finding herself a quieter corner out of the way of the masses, she slipped the map she had brought of the Central District out of her pocket and made to study it to see where she wished to head first. It was just at that very moment that a strong gust of wind whipped the map right out of her grasp and back into the crowd of people, causing Kajika to speed off after it.

It took quite a bit of manoeuvring to keep up with the flyaway paper, jumping over sprawled luggage and weaving through the throng, but finally it ran out of wind and dropped back to the floor. Kajika's face lit up with a triumphant grin at her luck but just before she could swoop in and snatch the map, someone stood on it...

The young heiress was not about to let such a trivial matter stand in her way of getting her map back so without further ado, she bent down and lifted the person's foot clean off the floor. It only took a moment before the map was in her possession once more and the stranger's foot back on the ground. Perusing the map to see if it had sustained any damaged revealed a dusty footprint, but other than that it was still legible.

Turning to face the culprit, Kajika gave a slight sigh before she dipped her head slightly in apology.

"Sorry about that."

[tragicflower]

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Sorry it took so long to reply, so here, have Haru with a mustache! I was reading Hunter x Hunter. 

☒ - A fact about the munI’m going to study Criminology or Russian. If I don’t get accepted for Criminology in Rotterdam, then I’ll try to study Criminology in Leiden and if I don’t get accepted there either, then I’m going to study Russian in Leiden.

☑ - A fact about the characteromg I can’t come up with something for Oichi and I still don’t know the difference between a fact and a headcanon. Is it the same? Or is it something different? Is a face supposed to be something canon? If so, then whoops. idk, don’t be mad <3Since we’re talking about studying, Gakuen!Oichi would probably study to become a teacher or something like that, simply because she loves children. I don’t really know what’s it called in English, but in Dutch it’s called PABO, which is an acronym obviously and translates to pedagogical academy for primary school, so basically she’ll be a teacher for small children.

✾ - Why I chose my characterThat is a great question, and the answer is I have no idea. I don’t remember. I saw her in the anime, and thought ‘Wow, she’s gorgeous.’ And after that I unlocked her and fell even more in love with her, but that didn’t make me roleplay her. Roleplaying Tsuruhime became a bit boring and I wanted a new blog, so I made Oichi.

☄ - My opinion of youYou’re such a sweet person. You had to wait so long for me to actually come up with an idea for a thread and you were still willing to roleplay with me, and I thank you for that. I’m really excited for this Kindergarten AU, I’m going to giggle the entire time because it’s so cute! I still have to reply though, sorry. I love to read your roleplays! They're fucking great! But yeah, you’re a sweetie and thank you for being patient <3 ily

[tragicflower]

Kindergarten AU || Hijikata and Oichi ||

Each time she saw the building of the kindergarten, it seemed to get more and more colorful. The colors were much brighter. The pale yellow walls became as yellow as daffodils, the light blue window sills became as blue as forget-me-nots, the red slide became as red as carnations. That's why she loved going to the kindergarten. 

When they were inside, the little girl gave her mother a kiss and waved her goodbye. She sat behind the window and blew a kiss as she looked at the car leaving. The other children didn't really interest her. Her little legs carried her to the corner, where she found a  few dolls. Oichi silently sat down and played with them.  

Occasionally she would look up to see what the other kids were doing, but she would quickly return to her dolls. Though after a short while, she would find out that playing alone is actually quite boring. This always happened, but she was way too shy to ask someone to play with her.