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Hehehe.
My friend randomly told me not to eat flowers, so.. teehee.
Guess who just cut their combined eyebrows without her parents noticing
spinaraki orchestra au
"Iguichi, you're in charge of showing our new principle violinist around" the conductor said.
Spinner glared briefly at his bass case before clicking it shut and standing up, "Yes sir."
"Make sure to get him set up with a locker and sheet music," the conductor called over his shoulder as he left the room.
Spinner glanced at the front of the room where the newest violinist lazily observed the room before looking over at Spinner. "So, you're my escort," he said. Spinner felt like punching him in the face already. Instead, he breathed out slowly as he finished packing up his sheet music into his folder, and grabbed his case before heading to the front of the space.
Sticking out a hand, Spinner says, "I'm Iguichi."
A brief look down, back up, and then a grin, "I'm Shigaraki."
Spinner drops his hand. So this was the kind of person the newbie was. He was not looking forward to showing him around.
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"And this is where you can lock up your instrument, sheet music, or whatever else you want to store here." A short pause, "although most people don't bother since they practice at home most every night." Spinner glanced over, Shigaraki hadn't said much during the short tour around the different rooms. "Uuuh, that's pretty much it. Practice rooms get opened at 7:30 am and if you get on the janitor's good side they'll let you stay pretty much as late as you want." A blink. "Any questions?"
"Nope," Shigaraki said popping the p. "Thanks for the tour, and the sheet music. I'll see you around," and with that he sauntered away.
Spinner sighed. 'I fucking hate prissy, know-it-all first violinists that act like they're above everyone,' Spinner thought before heading out himself.
(if you want more of this in fic format, please let me know)
Thanks to @martsonmars, @you-remind-me-of-the-babe & @sillyunicorn for the tags! Loved your works ❤️ as always.
It’s Halloween so take two snippets.
From my The Real Tragedy piece which is with my beta for edits and I hope to post soon:
Chad (original character, bonety hunter) POV
We put the kids to bed then retire to our own. While exhaustion grips us (as it always does this time of night), Shadow finds that his mist won’t settle.
“Something in the wind has changed,” he says, his colors shifting and twirling, not content to stay one way for long.
I stroke my hands through his form. “Good or bad?”
“Who can know?” He answers, finally stilling long enough to rest under the sheets. “But it’s coming, all the same.”
And from a piece I’m pretending I’ll finish today? Who knows but find it under the break for suggestive content:
I think you're pretty cool. I mean we havent interacted much but you seem like a cool person. you should also GO TO BED OH MY GOD-
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I say society’s a crutch
We all fall under as such
Trying to fit in
We change what’s within
To normality I say fuck you
And I hope everyone else,
Says so too