#kamiichi

[udonangya]

中新川郡上市町大岩の、ドライブイン 金龍で、春の山菜天ぷら定食、1,850円。

Spring wild vegetables tempura and somen noodles meals set at Drivein Kinryu, Oiwa, Kamiichi town, Nakaniikawa county, Toyama prefecture.

[cooookiemonster]

touma/accelerator

[mireprozeewka]

it's not cold

не холодно

[nakamurakleo]

found a sketch of 2019

[person-behind-books]

the first time touma kisses accelerator it's just after they beat the shit out of someone trying to start some shit. it's something touma thought about for weeks and waited for even longer for the moment to happen. accelerator's battery isn't switched off yet and his hands are joined behind his back. he leans forward and at first there is the repellant that's always radiating from accelerator when his powers are unleashed but vektors change direction and instead he's pulled in. the movement is foreighn, faster than his brain commanded and no touch to steer him but he's been geeting used to the sensation. accelerators lips meet his, a deliberate choice, and admittance, a resignation where touma's words had failed.

[ovcii-doodles]

can we get an f in the chat for mr kamijou touma?

[piiinkfreak]

Hello again toaru fandom...

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[tvckerwash]

hewwo here is a draft of a potential multi chapter kamiichi fic set ~10 years in the future told mostly through the pov of an old lady who lives down the hall from them who is eventually going to make a bunch of comedic misunderstandings about them as a couple, but I would like to hear some thoughts on what I have so far:

Dr. Tanaka Sakiko to think of herself as a good judge of character, as there's no other way she would've managed to live an uneventful life in Academy City for the past 6 years if she wasn't. It seemed as though there was never a dull moment in this city, which is expected when a majority of the population consists of students running around with super powers. She's been told by several of her younger coworkers that when compared to what it was like just under a decade ago, Academy City was incredibly peaceful nowadays.

That aside, as a good judge of character whenever someone new moved into the small luxury apartment building she called home she made sure to thoroughly assess whether her soon to be neighbors were individuals she should embrace with open arms, or individuals she should do her best to avoid for the duration of their stay.

Her first encounter with the...peculiar young couple at the end of the hall had been when they were first touring the building. She only caught a glimpse of the pair as she walked into her own apartment, but they were so unusual that she couldn't help but remember every little detail she saw in those few moments.

The pair was young—but not too young, and they were probably in their mid twenties at the latest.

The taller one was overall completely average in appearance and had a fairly athletic build. The only thing that would differentiate him from everyone else in the middle of a crowd was his obviously styled spiky hair. He was completely unremarkable in every way possible, which is what made the doctor all the more confused when she laid eyes on the other half of the pair.

Standing next to the boringly average man was the most chillingly beautiful person she had ever seen in her entire life.

She couldn't tell if that beautiful person was a man or a woman, but they were about half a head shorter than Mr. Average. They had pure white hair that shined like platinum, and perfectly smooth, pale skin. They were quite small physically, and their build was so delicate they looked as though a strong breeze would topple them over.

Something told the doctor that she shouldn't be deceived by their seemingly fragile physique, and so she made a mental note to herself.

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It wasn't until a few weeks later that she was once again made aware of their existence, and it was also at this time that she had the opportunity to formally meet them—or, one of them.

She had admittedly forgotten about the peculiar pair as she had went about the rest of her day, and then the subsequent days that followed since her initial sighting of them. So when she came face to face with the man whose name she did not yet know, she did not actually recognize him as the Mr. Average she had seen a few weeks prior.

The encounter wasn't unusual in the slightest—perfectly fitting for a normal young man you can find anywhere.

The elevator was temporarily down for routine maintenance, so she was struggling to carry two hefty bags of groceries, her purse, and a large handful of files she had brought home from work up six flights of stairs.

She had made it up three of the six flights and had just about decided to give up on getting everything back to her apartment in one trip when she heard a voice above her.

"Err...Excuse me, would you like some help with that?"

Looking up the stairs towards the next landing she saw a spiky-haired young man wearing a sleeveless hooded top, shorts, and a pair of running shoes.

"I—yes, actually, if you wouldn't mind." She smiled sheepishly.

"Not a problem," The man chirped out as he descended the steps. "What would you like me to take? And what floor are you on?"

"You can take these groceries, and I'm on the sixth floor, apartment 610."

"What a coincidence, I just moved in down the hall from you. I'm in 602."

(Unit 602? Is he perhaps….?)

"Did you now? That is quite the coincidence, then."

They continued to make small talk as they went up the rest of the stairs and down the hall to her apartment, and that small talk confirmed that he was who she thought he was.

As they finally reached her door she spoke.

"You can just leave them right there." She said as she began to dig through her bag for her keys. "I really appreciate the help Mr…?"

"Kamijou Touma." He replied while setting down the bags where she had gestured.

As she finally unlocked her door she turned around and offered her free hand up for a shake. Kamijou firmly clasped her aged left hand with his calloused right hand

"Kamijou Touma, thank you. I'm Dr. Tanaka Sakiko." She said as they shook hands.

"I'm happy to help. I'll see you around then, doctor." He said with a wave of his hand as he walked back towards the stairs.

(What a nice young man.) She thought to herself with a smile as she watched his back disappear around the corner.

"Well then, these groceries aren't going to put themselves away."

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Just as he walked out of the building to start his evening run Kamijou felt his phone begin to buzz. He reached into his pocket and when he pulled it out and looked at the caller ID, he couldn't help but smile as he answered.

"Hey Angel, I wasn't expecting to hear from you so soon. Did your meeting go well?"

"About as well as meeting with the board can go. Anyway, I was just calling to let you know that—yawn—I still have some stuff to do, but I should be home before nine." Accelerator said.

"Really? Sweet! I was just going on my run, so I'll make sure to start dinner when I get back."

"...Can you make—"

"I will not make fried chicken, it's going to be a tofu stir fry with lots of vegetables, and you better eat it!"

"Tch, stop caring about my health, it's disgusting."

"Yeah, yeah. I love you too."