#tsukuharuko

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𝐔𝐍𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐃 / 𝐀𝐂𝐂𝐄𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 / @tsukuharuko

Yusuke's phone beeps as a text ends up in his Inbox: From Haruko: I know we were meant to see each other today, but DO NOT COME OVER! I have a bad cold. I'm super contagious. No need to check on me, I'm fine I promise!

BZZT BZZZT.

He felt his phone vibrating in his apron, but alas, he’s far too busy with his shift right now. There were people seated upon each of the stools left, and two of the fives were already eating as the remaining three engaged in conversation with one another while patiently waiting along with Yusuke who’d give his two yen on the subject. Once the hour had passed and everyone had been served, Yusuke grabbed his phone to read the contents of the message sent. Haruko’s sick.

“You guys won’t need a quick little extra bite right?” He asked and everyone had denied. “Good, cause a good buddy of mine is sick, so I figured I’ll make a little somethin’ that should help her feel better.” That little something was of course, ramen, while he made the preparations, he took his phone out to text a reply.

[TEXT]: Sucks t’ hear that.

[TEXT]: Eh don’t worry about me, yourhuman diseases doesn’t really affect me.

SENT

Wait a minute…human diseases?? ‘Way t’ go Yusuke..as if ya haven’t already opened a door t’ weird for the damn girl. Think..there’s gotta be a way outta th- oh right..emojis.’

[TEXT]: 🧛🌔

SENT

There, that should at the very least make his comment seem like a type of joke. From there, he’d continue crafting the meal until it was completed. A nice hot meal, completed and boxed. Now the only issue was..getting it outta here..nah there isn’t no choice but to physically leave in the middle of the afternoon. “Hey I’m gonna take a quick break..Hyoko I’ve known ya the longest. You’ll be boss while I’m out deliverin’ this, payment’s the same like the other times.” Yusuke spoke.

The older man opened his eyes with surprise. “Oh, you mean the next three meals I get from you are free?” The man asked.

“What!? No fair..why can’t I watch shop and get the free meal?” The other man in a suit complained. 

“Because yer the richest one here, if I lost your business, I might step into the red.” Yusuke said teasingly, holding the box with her ramen in hand, and made his way towards her flat. There was just a little splashing here and there within the little box, considering Yusuke needed to hitch a ride on the roof of several buses that takes him towards her flat. It didn’t take too long, and the soup was still warm..not steaming hot out of the pot but still at a temperature she could enjoy. Yusuke found himself at her room, probably to her chagrin, but he gives it a little knock from her balcony.

[experimentalfma]

@tsukuharuko

Everything about the city was fascinating, from the tallest skyscrapers to the endless crowds that seemed to pack the streets at all hours of the day and night. Even the new school seemed lively, with a wide mix of students from all walks of life, mixing cultures and interests and blending a myriad of voices into one. And though fascinating, it was a bit overwhelming. Alfons had only been in New York City for a little over a week, but he was quickly picking up on there being notable differences from back home in Munich.

The first few days of classes went easily enough, though most other students seemed to know each other. A few had been friendly and came over to greet the new transfer student and ask a few curious questions about where he was from, but in the end, they all drifted off toward their friend groups as the day ended.

So during lunch break, he'd taken to reading a sci-fi novel he'd found in the city library, "Sphere" by Michael Crichton. There were a few words he had to look up the translation for now and then, but overall it was an interesting way to pass the time while he more or less enjoyed the passable quality of the cafeteria food.

Today, though, he noticed a girl sitting by herself, and his book stayed in his backpack. He recognized her from homeroom, but they hadn't spoken. Maybe she was new, too. It was unlikely that he was the only one starting fresh here this year, and as he watched for a few moments out of the corner of his eye, he didn't see anyone looking at her with familiarity. So he wouldn't be interrupting anyone if he went over and introduced himself. If neither of them knew anyone, it was worth at least trying.

So he carried his lunch tray over to her table and set it down across from hers, settling himself in the opposite seat. "Do you mind if I sit here?" he asked, his accent clearly marking him as foreign. Though a bit nervous at trying to make a cold introduction, his smile was genuine. "This school is so much bigger than I expected. I already got lost a few times," he admitted with a slight shrug. "So...did you just start here, too?"

[whirling-fangs]

@tsukuharuko ♥'ed for an Inu/yasha verse starter!

Ever since Inosuke had picked up that weird shiny rock, the world had gone crazy.

Inosuke had been lured in by the shine of it. It was brighter than any acorn he had found before, so bright that it even seemed to keep on shining after the sun had disappeared. That was the sole reason why Inosuke had gathered it in the first place... but he had never imagined that so many creatures would be after it.

At first, he rather enjoyed all the attention. The shiny rock had brought many strong opponents to him, and he had defeated every single one of them... until he fell into that odd cavity in the ground. He figured it was the entrance to a cave, where he could recover from the injuries he'd sustained, but the ground kept getting further and further.

Until he found himself in that horrible, horrible place.

It was too loud. Humans crawling all over the place, machines that blew smoke and roared louder than a bear. He couldn't feel any youkai coming after him anymore, but this was worse. Way worse.

Inosuke leapt to the rooftops, unsure where to even look for shelter, when a peculiar smell caught his attention. In his panic, he hadn't realized how hungry he was. The smell came from the house below him, wafting from an open window. Inosuke dropped inside without a noise, a grubby hand reaching for the steaming pot... when he felt it. A presence behind him. He had been so focused on the food that he failed to feel it coming.

[dcviated]

fluffy winter time :: open

@tsukuharuko sent: ❛ here, i made some hot chocolate for you. ❜ (for Ezell!)

"!!" Mauve eyes brighten as they lift, the executor showing gratitude before he even opens his mouth. Ezell will wait for that, as it's rather rude to do so with food in there. The pastry would, unfortunately, take precedence. Hastily finished bite. And then he clearing his throat before Haruko would walk away.

"Ahem, thank you Miss Tsukushima! I appreciate it. After being out in the snow all morning, this may be just what I needed." He gladly partakes of a sip, gentle across his lips and again- the enjoyment comes before he speaks. Much of his demeanor worn plainly- despite how much he also existed here in unfortunate deception. "I know I say it often, but they truly don't make drinks like this where I'm from."

At a glance, he was obviously a foreigner, though the truth went deeper than that. Ezell could posture himself as a European all he likes, but his origins were further still. Above the veil between this world and another. The mortal plane and the Heavens.

Ah, but he was quite content with the indulgences of the mortal planes: for him- a borderline criminal indulgence of coffee and sweets. Thus he found himself during his inter-plane business at various cafes. The Coffee Bean being principle among them. Mister Takagi had a way with their blends, and Ezell was learning quickly.

"It's delicious. A perfect balance. If you haven't, you should have a cup as well to help stay warm. I'd hate to see you get sick from pushing yourself this time of year."

[electricea-arc]

Closed autumn starter for @tsukuharuko!

"Looks like that cafe is there is doing some sort of promotion! Special limited edition roasted chestnut latte...!"

[xamassed]

⟬ @tsukuharuko / s.c ⟭

The last time he had stepped into the café, he had been his ordinary self. Quiet, embarrassed and a little down-trodden but in the company of friends and healthy as healthy could be.

This time, his condition was less than ideal.

He sat tucked in the corner this time, alone and head down. A lot had happened since his last encounter with Haruko, and she likely knew about it well before he thought to tell her. News traveled fast, especially when it came to heroes and their hard-fought battles.

But he wasn't there to treat himself. He needed a break — from school, from the usual faces, from thinking. The people he cared about most needed their space, and he needed his, but he still wanted someone to be near.

When it was time for her to finally approach, he didn't raise his head or voice.

"Don't worry about getting me anything. I just..." He paused, swallowed down his rising anxiety and let loose the words that needed to come out. "I wanted to know if we could hang out or something when your shift is over."

[asmaticbomb]

send 👋 to play with my muse's hair

@tsukuharuko send a question from this ^ meme: 👋 [touch] "ah! sorry, i think there's a bug in your hair or something... let me try to get it!" (for momo!)

at first the girl was frightened, but when she heard about the insect in her hair, she opened her eyes wide. "AN BUG!?"

"TAKE IT OUT FOR ME, TAKE IT OUT!!!" eeeewww!!!!

[tsukuharuko]

@erxsxre from x

He had been a little disassociated, staring down at the illuminated screen on his phone, likely had been narrating his own thoughts out loud without actually meaning too. As she spoke he blinked and looked up away from the messages. "..Sorry...I was out of it for a second there...double espresso please."

"Ah-- Sure! On its way!"

Haruko wheeled around, promptly grabbing a low mug and preparing the coffee machine as she kept sending curious glances at the man waiting at the counter. Once the coffee was ready, she placed it under his nose with an awkward grin.

"There you go," she said. "And-- Uhm. Excuse me, aren't you..." She glanced around before leaning closer and lowering her voice to a whisper. "Aren't you the hero Eraserhead?"