Feb 13, 2021
do you ever look at a fictional character and think yeah they definitely wear crocs
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do you ever look at a fictional character and think yeah they definitely wear crocs
My name is Lemillon, because I will save 1 000000 people!
@lemillon / starter call ( not accepting )
" togata. " you almost, almost, attach a ' - senpai ' to the end of his name, out of respect, but it still feels too foreign against your tongue ( you’ve never been one to use honorifics ) ---- && you swallow it, only allowing his name to leave. you assume he's at the 1 - a dorm to check up on the child, eri, && lucky enough, she's the reason you're approaching him.
" do ... you have any idea what eri likes ? " hesitantly you speak, discomfort pooling in your gut, you’re still learning it’s okay to ask for help. working with children, even despite remedial training, has never been your forte. however, you want to make her feel as at home as she can, help her if need be, && generally have an idea of what to do when you need to keep an eye on her. the vague idea of what she'd gone through that you've collected over the course of the chaos settles an ache in your chest, " i just ... when i interact with her, i don't want to distress her or anything ... "
“lemillion? are you there?” | @lemillon
judging you :/ @lemillon
“ i’ve heard about you before!! you’re amazing!! ” not so much whispers, but real information about the aspiring hero known as lemillion. what he hadn’t heard, however, was what happened, completely unaware as he was thrilled just to meet him.
彡 @lemillon.
when the overwhelming need to hug his friend washes over him, he simply does so.
-!!!
familiar arms wind around his torso and tug CLOSE, enveloping tamaki in a cage equal parts warmth and vigor. surprise soon melts with quiet SMILE, unseen but perhaps felt in the subtle shift against the others shoulder. limbs PREVIOUSLY frozen move on their own to reciprocate, finding HOME within small of the others back as he enjoys their closeness. they HOLD for several moments, silently relishing unadulterated CONTACT. yet all good things must come to an end. it’s bittersweet to pull apart when awarded the blondes beaming GRIN, radiance helping his own grow for no particular reason other than feeling just RIGHT. his expression wore rare shades of impish, shown to precious FEW.
“ aren’t hugs my job today, birthday boy…? ”