#talking phase

[str4ngr]

clementines [ karasu tabito ]

cw: foul language, gn! reader, otoya n reader r besties ( ˘ ³ ˘ ), talking phase with karasu

“Do you want to know what Otoya showed me today?” You slowly turned your head to meet eyes with Karasu, who was ear-to-ear in an evil grin. Furrowing your brows you glared at him,

“...What?“ Karasu snickers as you stood from your chair to stomp towards him. You press into his shoulder, much to both of your appeal as the two of you had faint blush on your cheeks, to look at his phone. But not without him taking advantage of your closeness. Quickly he raised his arm, his phone held far above your head. “Karasu Tabito! Show me!” You scowled at his smirk, spinning around in time with Karasu as he played with you. 

Your grimace turned into an upside-down smile, laughing with him as you crashed into his chest once more, stopping to catch your breath as you laughed so hard you snorted. Causing a fit of laughter to riddle in between the playful ‘argument’ ensuing between you two. Catching his breath he practically shouted, 

“YOU SNORTED!“ You exaggeratedly groaned, taking advantage of his surprise to grab his phone from his hands. He gave a dramatic gasp, not even trying to grab it back from you as he gave you a cocky smile and leaned on your shoulder.

No. Fucking. Way. 

“Aren’t you just a cutie?“, your eyes flattened, cheek red from embarrassment and the general connotation of his joke as he giggled, “pun intended.” You wanted to kill him. How could he even get these photos? Though he did call you cute... 

But how the hell did he get your baby photos? Baby photos of you at halloween. Standing in a star pose, dressed as an orange. A clementine to be specific, 

“How the actual living hell did you get these?“ He laughed at your bewilderment. 

“Otoya Eita!“ He said in a taunting tone, still cackling as your jaw hit the floor, heart shattering at the anger of betrayal, his earlier statement coming to memory. Your best friend betrayed you, (technically in a good way because Karasu called you cute), and showed your baby photos to the man you’ve been crushing on. Your face burned as you blushed, ears warming up as you pushed out a pathetic response,

“Clementine, I was clementine.”

“Cutie” He whispered into your blushing ears, setting them ablaze as he rested his chin on your shoulder, hand over yours as he took his phone from your grasp, “I just love this new lock screen photo!” You groaned, still blushing.

Unbeknownst to you, you weren’t the only one. Karasu felt as though his heart was going to shatter his ribs with its rapid pace, eyes wrinkling with a smile as his eyes adored your baby face. 

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I literally am giggling and kicking my feet this is too cute I want a talking phase bruh

anyways my next thing is obey me! headcannons [2 parts] from a request ☻☻ 

ao3 - ScarletEvening

[heavenswereabell]

I keep adding songs to the playlist I made you. I hope you notice. I hope you care. I tell myself I'll be able to see if I'm being mistreated again, but my hope in my heart gets in my way. Will you want to kiss me? Do you long for that, too? To be held and loved and touched-- I need to know you are here with me, I'm not just a ghost haunting your life. You put up with me blowing over papers. You respond to my cries, tongue in cheek, never in mine. I am just a novelty. You let me pass the time freely until I ask to pay rent with you. Stop myself squatting in your house. You change your mind, and the locks. I need someone to look at me and tell me I'm here. Do you dream of me, too? I am the ghost, but it seems I only haunt my own heart with hope of you loving me.

Talking Phase

[pardon-my-emotions]

[nectarofvenus]

oh my god, every detail of your face makes me feel warm. every intonation if your voice is like a song. your words make a home on my mind and won’t leave. you think i’m beautiful. maybe i am.

[frobreez-blog]

Ughhhhh

How does this work again?

how many messages is too many messages

have i liked enough of your photos yet or did i go overboard?

maybe i shouldn't have called after you didn't text me back

you’re probably busy you know life and what not.

do I tell you how i feel?

or do i keep it to myself until the time is right but what if the time is right for me and not for you?

are you following? 

what if  we are reading the same book and same page 

but different illustrations

leaving the interpretation to your own minds

thoughts of you seem to occupy my mind 

and i stare into your eyes with hopes that words aren’t necessary

yet that doesn't seem to be the case

 so me not knowing how to proceed i ask

“are you ok?”

I mean why wouldn't you be ok nothing has happened we are just sitting here.

you laugh and reply “ yeah I’m fine”

I’m not sure if you saw through my question and are turning me down or if you were just simply answering it.

I’m not sure how this works again...so i just say

“cool, just checking” 

[asynchronouslove]

This is a screenshot of a conversation between one of my interviewees and a former potential romantic partner of hers. This is a brand new text chain since they had just acquired each other's phone numbers, so she teasingly sends "I know exactly what I'm gonna make ur profile photo."

His responses suggest that he's aware of what photo she is talking about and she responds by saying that she has multiple—three to be exact. She feeds into a light hearted tone by texting "Hehehehe," to reinforce the playful nature of this conversation. He responds "fuck you," but you can almost feel they eye roll and smirk through the screen. She eggs him on, stating that even if he finds a crazy profile picture for her, it will never be as good as the crazy one she has for him.

Even though this is a texting conversation, you can tell that it has a humorous, flirty tone to it. There is light teasing and potentially a history of playful banter, even though this is their first text exchange.

[sometimes-sleeby-octopus]

Welcome to nightly pining! /hj

My crush pointed out that we were matching today (was not intended) and I kinda held my arm close to his 😎

My version of flirting is “being-myself-but-slightly-sappier-somehow” aka “I could be flirting or not flirting and you would never really know unless you’re really really observant and kinda get me, it’s all in the eyes”

[sometimes-sleeby-octopus]

I am in a talking phase so you bet I got a lot to say! I’ve been in quiet mode for months so prepare yourself for chaos and also me sharing my small joys

I also want to hear your small joys, but I’ll start:

They finally had Red Machine (my favorite store smoothie that somehow got wiped off the face of [my location] in Cali for like a month, but it’s back and damn does it taste sweet both literally and figuratively)