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“What the fuck are you lookin’ at, huh? Geez, never seen a guy light a cigarette before?” It was one thing to light a cigarette in the library, but it was another to light it using his shoe of all things.
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[ The Breakfast Club Group Verse -- Open ]
“What the fuck are you lookin’ at, huh? Geez, never seen a guy light a cigarette before?” It was one thing to light a cigarette in the library, but it was another to light it using his shoe of all things.
❤; @tearfulusagi「continued」
“Wouldn’t be much of a gentleman if I didn’t check on a sweet lady when she looks so down.” He wanted to believe that she was be just fine, but a small speck of worry lingered in his chest when he peered at the blonde. “I don’t want to seem nosy, miss, but what’s got you so down? I know there can’t be much for a stranger to do, but I’d love to help.”
👀 + Usagi && Kurama c: Platonic af ~
[Send me 👀 + a ship and Get Three Headcanons | Accepting]@tearfulusagi
Kurama is, inevitably, the reliable friend. Like Ami, he easily fills the role of adviser, but unlike her, he’s perfectly willing to give the tough answers. The ones that might be... er, less than morally perfect. If Ami is the Queen’s Royal Adviser, Kurama is like her spy master. That sort of thing.
Kurama constantly makes fun of poor Mamoru. Just so much low-key shade. Especially once he figures out he’s Tuxedo Mask. YOU CAN DO BETTER, MAN.
Assuming the Sailor Scouts are just-- A THING in their shared universe, he’s a closet fanboy. (In an unshared universe he loves the anime amounts that he’s not willing to divulge.) He’s actually a big Jupiter fan. He’s an admirer of the outer senshi too.
@tearfulusagi //
“---well, aren’t you adorable!” botan exclaims with a wide smile that reaches her eyes, igniting a similar warmth there. “you wouldn’t happen to have a moment, would you? i’m looking for someone. maybe you’ve seen them?”
Art dump! ;D The first two are based off of threads I have going with @jardinfleursduciel and @tearfulusagi, but the last one(s) were just me messing around with my style I guess? They’re my favorites though. >:3
Dear Usagi, - heh heh heh ...
Dear Bun Head Usagi,
I don’t know where the hell to begin. I’ve never met anyone like you before. You’re such a whiny little pain in the ass sometimes, but you’ve got a smile that’s sweet enough to make my day whenever you look my way. It drives me fuckin’ crazy. I didn’t think anyone could make me feel the way you do, and well… It scares the shit outta me, bun head. I thought it would be a hell of a lot easier to just push you away to spare us the trouble of getting hurt, but I think we’re past that point now, huh?
All this time, I’ve been tryin’ to tell you that I think you deserve a hell of a lot better than me, but you don’t really care about that, do you? I think that’s what got me the most. You know what I’ve been through, how I live, and somehow you stuck around. Geez, I don’t know what the hell you did to me, bun head, but you’ve got me thinkin’ about you all the damn time. I hate goin’ on about this mushy crap, but it’s hard to keep it all bottled up whenever you’re close to me.
I’m glad I met you. You make my days a little bit brighter, and for that I’ve gotta thank you. Thank you for putting up with my bullshit, and thanks for caring about me enough to stay by my side when you could’ve given up on me when I pushed you away.
- Yusuke
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“How the hell is that my fault? Are you seriously blaming my microwave for your stupid idea? What are you, five??”
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“Yo, bun head! What’cha up t--” The detective hesitated, watching the way the blonde’s shoulders trembled. Was she crying? “Usagi...?” His expression softened as he reached out to place his hand on her shoulder. “What’s wrong?”