"Nagisa-kun, I have a problem."
"Rei-chan.. if this is about the pictures I took of you the other day when you fell asleep in your glasses, then— then it was an accident! I’ll delete them off my phone right away, I swear!"
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"Nagisa-kun, I have a problem."
"Rei-chan.. if this is about the pictures I took of you the other day when you fell asleep in your glasses, then— then it was an accident! I’ll delete them off my phone right away, I swear!"
Partners In Crime (seme/uke au w/thebosspenguin)
He wasn't sure how it had happened and if you asked him at that moment, he wouldn't be able to tell you when or why, either.. But somehow, despite the logic of rational thought or the scientific evidence against it.. it happened. And as a rose gaze narrowed through scarlet frames at his seme self-- no. His other half, somehow manifested into reality, Nagisa Hazuki knew. He knew one thing with absolute certainty.. He was probably gonna fuck it up again.. just like last time.. "Oh hell no. Nuh-uh. No way. Not after what happened last time!" Or the time before that.. "Or the time before THAT!" But it wasn't his fault, right? Of course not! It wasn't his fault that he didn't know the slightest thing about breaking and entering, or using weapons, or stealing stuff, or-- or selling illegal substances and why the fuck was he constantly being asked to do these things!? No, not asked.. Forced. Forced by his 'other half.' By a seme that-- unlike him, was more gangsta than loser and knew exactly what to say or do to manipulate said penguin into 'cooperation'. But wait a sec.. what was the question again? Oh yeah.. Why the fuck was he constantly being asked to do these things!? Because as much as he hated to admit it, they made a great team.. His tech savvy skillz and strategic problem solving abilities made him the perfect reluctant accomplice. He could hack the most complicated security systems. He could open electronic locks, disable silent alarms and black out surveillance cameras. And he could do it all from the safety of his lap top computer screen. This was why his 'partner' needed his help. Unfortunately, it was also why he was (more often than not) tortured into giving it. But despite his initial refusal he knew the delinquent blond staring him down was just as stubborn as he was.. And for once, he wasn't willing to argue. With a defeated sigh the megane penguin leaned back against a stolen couch, crossing his arms defiantly against his chest. "Fiiine.. you win. So tell me what I gotta do this time." Hopefully this time he wouldn't have to leave the apartment. Hopefully this time he wouldn't be coerced into using a weapon. Hopefully this time he wouldn't fuck it up. Hopefully this time wouldn't be like all the other times..
Gou Get Better! (closed rp w/ littlesharkprincess)
Rice porridge. He had seen his mother make it a hundred times-- well, not exactly a hundred but.. a lot. Like.. three, and even though he wasn't really paying attention those three times he knew it wasn't difficult to cook. And he also knew that his mother only made rice porridge when he was sick and that somehow, it used to make him feel just a little bit better.. Which was a good thing when there was a miserable baby shark in the next room. And if Gou Matsuoka was sick, Nagisa Hazuki was determined to make her feel at least a little better. But didn't she specifically say not to touch anything? Yep. And didn't she make it extremely clear that he was under no circumstances allowed to cook? Well yeah, but.. this was different, right? Because he just wanted to make her feel better and there was absolutely no way this situation could possibly get out of hand.. right? Right. At least.. that's what the blond told himself as he poured a single cup of rice into the large cooker. And he had to give himself credit for following the directions because he usually never-- Wait a sec.. why did it seem like it wasn't enough? Like maybe.. he needed more rice because-- One cup-- SO SMALL. Rice cooker-- SO BIG. Better check the directions again. 'One cup of rice for every two cups of water.' OH. Now it made sense! He was gonna need the whole fucking bag! With a determined nod Nagisa poured the remainder of the rice into the cooker. And it was a lot. Much more than before, but.. that was a good thing, right? There! Now he just needed to add water and.. wait-- how many cups of rice was that? Ten? Fifteen? Dammit, he forgot to count! Oh well. So if one cup of rice was equal to two cups of water then... then that meant he needed... A lot of fucking water! And assuming it was between 10-15 cups of rice then he was gonna need like.. uh... 30 cups of water? But wait! Didn't rice porridge require even more water than usual? Pretty fucking sure! Well.. probably best to play it safe then-- and double it. Seriously, this was way too easy! Why did girls always complain about cooking? He was a guy and even he could do it! Gou was going to be so impressed! ~ 20 Minutes Later ~ Uh. Oh. Quick! Someone help! Oh god, he-- he needed somebody who could cook! Somebody who could follow directions! Somebody who knew exactly what they were doing and--
He needed a GIRL! But wait! The only girl around was his girlfriend and if she saw what HE was seeing then she-- she would definitely kick his ass! But maybe-- maybe he didn't need a girl because he was a GUY and guys could handle anything! Uh... right..? Of course! Guys were tough. Guys were brave. Guys were definitely NOT afraid of a-- BOILING. OVERFLOWING. BURNING. STEAMING. HISSING. TICKING PORRIDGE TIME BOMB!! Screw this he needed a GIRL! "G- GOU-CHAAAN!?" Turning on his heel Nagisa ran-- out of the kitchen, down the hall and straight toward Kou Matsuoka's peaceful bedroom. He didn't think, he didn't hesitate, he didn't even knock. Bursting through the door at top speed, panicked rose fell reluctantly upon a sick shark.. "Gou-chan!? Gou-chan!! Oh thank god.. Don't get mad but I was making porridge because-- sick girlfriend and-- the directions! They didn't make sense so-- NOT my fault! Hurry! Need your help! The rice cooker, it's-- it's totally BROKEN!"
Mismatched Megane's
reinbow-glasses asked:
He smirked as he sneaked slyly behind her. She was so easy to tease it was difficult not to and as she ate lunch alone in the club room, she was hopelessly distracted. Leaning down-- carefully so he wouldn't startle her, Nagisa whispered in the baby shark's ear.. "Gou-chan, I'm bored. Entertain me~"
letskouswimming answered:
Since all girls need their ‘me’ time, the redhead took it upon herself to see that she could have lunch alone at least once a week.
Today was her alone day, and all she wanted was to eat by herself.
Of course, a certain mischievous penguin wouldn’t let that happen.
In retrospect, she shouldn’t have chosen to eat in the most obvious place.
Just the feel of his breath against her skin sent shivers down her spine, and small bumps to rise on her neck.
Crimson now stared straight ahead, wide eyed and too frightened to look over.
After a second of thinking, her eyelids shut halfway, looking over to glare at the boy from the corner of her eye.
" … You’re bored? So you thought the only way to occupy yourself was to come and bother me?”
She wasn’t about to admit to being spooked by his voice…
His…. Deep, low whisper…
No, stuff like that shouldn’t appeal to her.
Not even the slightest.
“Fine, I’ll entertain you, but if you make me get out of this chair I swear you’ll end up in one with wheels…”
~~~ Nagisa didn't know exactly what it was that he adored about the baby shark, but if he had to pick something it would probably be how she reacted to teasing. The way she was so easily flustered. He was fascinated by how easily he could agitate her-- brought about by a simple whisper or an unexpected touch. Or how when she was really nervous she refused to even look at him, something he had started noticing quite recently.. The way that one simple letter seemed to irritate her. Over the years he had come to associate her with the name she hated and although she passionately despised it-- it was Nagisa's favorite word. And he would always insist on calling her 'Gou' because of it. Then there was that snarky attitude-- when she thought she was being tough but really, she was like a baby kitten with a lion's roar. The rush he got by baiting her into a shark rage frenzy was worth the price of being bitten, but Nagisa wasn't fooled. He knew better than to believe the illusion. As he watched her now she was doing all of these things. Avoiding his gaze, camouflaging nervousness with the threat of bodily harm in an attempt to detour him.. But it only made him want to tease her more. Because Nagisa Hazuki could turn practically anything into a game, especially when Gou Matsuoka was the prize. And this game was his absolute favorite. Because he always won.. Leaning forward the blond braced an elbow casually against the table. A rose gaze sharpened behind reflected glass, cunningly focused on a baby shark. "Gou-chan.. How am I supposed to see your sexy glasses when you won't look at me?" As he spoke a pale hand slid stealthily across the table toward her lunch.. "Hey, guess what? I just got an awesome idea. For the rest of the day we should totally trade glasses.." With a mischievous smirk a sly hand pilfered half of the baby shark's sandwich.
"Because I think mine would look really good on you.. heh."
"H-Hey... Ahem, hey N-Nagisa-kun. Uh..." Glances at notecard. "A-Are you from Tennessee? Because.... I..." Drops notecards. "Shoot... Uh, I can see you in my- no wait." Frantically shuffles through cards. "Your pants are the only ten I see.... Damn it!" (Abort abort!)
She was cute when she was nervous.But what the hell was she trying to say?He listened and watched, a crooked smirk arching the corner of his mouth as she dropped her note cards.Note cards? Was she studying for a test?It didn’t really matter to Nagisa what she was doing. She was talking to him, that was enough.But as the punch line registered he finally understood. It definitely wasn’t studying.. and she sure as hell wasn’t in annoying ‘girl talk mode.’She was hitting on him.It was a pick up line.And Nagisa Hazuki knew beyond a shadow of a doubt..Because he was the pick-up line King.But was she serious.. or?It was difficult to say. Girls were strange creatures who constantly said what they didn’t mean and were notorious for sending mixed signals..Better play it safe.Leaning forward he glanced down at the note cards in her hand, golden bangs gently grazing russet wine. "Want some help with that, Gou-chan? Or do you just want me?”
"So, uh..." Clears throat, then mutters, "...I m-missed you."
"Oh..? What was that, Gou-chan? I didn’t catch the last few words.. You may have to repeat them— a few hundred times, heh.”As a mischievous smirk faded to a warm smile, Nagisa pulled the baby shark into a hug. “Get your sharkass over here…'Cause I missed you too.”
Paranoid Penguin {text rp w/ letskouswimming)
11 NEW MESSAGES FROM: Nagisa-kun
--- ✉ Hey, Gou-chan! Uh, I was just wondering.. ✉ What do you think your bro would do if he found out you were dating somebody on the swim team? ✉ Not that anyone on the swim team likes you! 'Cause they definitely don't. ✉ But I mean, hypothetically speaking. Heh, Rei-chan taught me that word. ✉ So like, if he DID find out do you think he would kick their ass? ✉ And just as a RANDOM hypothetical example, do you think that somebody like ME could take him? ✉ I totally could right? ✉ Yeah, I definitely could. That fool's no match for Kung-Fu Penguin, heh. ✉ Gou-chan?? You there? ✉ ... ✉ Hey! You better not be telling him!
Picasso Penguin
"Haru-chan, look! I drew you today in Art class! Do you like it..?"