#tsxji

[speedmcn-blog]

“Oh, you want to fight me? That’s cute.” (B!)

“you really think the tiger king is going to sit here & let himself get fucked over?! you’re sadly mistaken there, jiji.” he wasn’t going to pretend that he wasn’t cornered – but still !! a tiger wouldn’t sit there and tremble … they would claw their way out tooth & nail. pointing at the man, obviously annoyed with his comment “DON’T CALL ME CUTE – !!” more threats boiled up inside of him, wanting to fight the man as hard as he could. despite that rage, naruko still had some rationality inside of him. running at a man nearly a foot or two taller than him … it would have been foolish. 

[ycmagucci-blog]

CONT ; &&. @tsxji

setting up the board between him && tsuji, he was meticulous with each placing. everything had to be perfect. it wasn’t too difficult for him to pick up on spirits using the board, only because of the copious amounts of bad vibes that their base emitted ( his room only amplifying those vibes ). 

“ spirits, demons... whichever answers us first. “, he said, shrugging off the idea of talking to anything born of evil. yamaguchi wouldn’t have been shocked if they came across a negative entity; midousuji lived in the building. he was practically a living demon himself. “ of course, senpai. “ the freckled boy answered absent-mindedly. he would happily help tsuji with it, but once they got started, he figured it would come naturally to the man. placing a hand on the triangle, he gestured for the other to do the same. “ ask any question you want. “, he said quietly.

[ishiyxn]

@tsxji​

arguments had become a frequent occurrence between ishigaki and midousuji. it was as if every time she was within fifteen feet of him, he felt the need to complain about her -- or degrade her in some manner. even long after he’d found another wife, one suitable ( && more importantly, capable ) of being a mother. while it seemed that midousuji was happy, or as happy as he could be considering his grotesque nature, with his new wife he still always felt the need to bully her. she was absolutely sick of it. for the first time ever, she found herself fighting back against him, arguing for the sake of her own sanity. && when she finally left the room to cool off, red-faced and teary-eyed she came face-to-face with the man she so much wanted to impress. to be caught in such a poor state was an embarrassment, but the fact that he could have heard everything was far more horrific in her eyes.

lowering her gaze to the worn out floor boards, she simply asked. “ how much did you hear? “ 

[grossbiker]

“ can’t wait to get another door slammed in my face.”

“ piiii —- quit complaining, tsuji-kun. “ he replied, quick to brush off the other’s comments. he was much more focused on the building inf front of them. it was rare for midousuji to leave the base for the sake of a mission; yet here he was. && naturally, he would take tsuji with him. even if he wasn’t one that got along with him ( not that anyone actually did ), he was of the most useful in the group. vaguely intimidating, but useful. 

      walking around to the back with the man, he opened up the door, looking at him as he held it open. stepping through himself, he kept eye contact — as if he were attempting to decide his next move. he could simply drop the door just as tsuji complained that he would, but he also could surprise the man, giving one small display of kindness. a wise move would be to be kind, especially in a situation where he actually needed the man. “ PBFFT – !! “ he cackled, with his usual ivory grin before he let the door fall to it's hinges behind him. 

[speedmcn-blog]

ooc; i just read ur URL as speedmom

I HATE YOU

[noobuyuki]

“Any last words before I thread your lips together?”

❝ — what?! ❞ looking at tsuji, it was nearly impossible to tell whether he was being honest or not. his tone said yes, but mizuta knew just how dark that his humour could be from time to time. ❝ i’ll be quiet, i promise. ❞ the boy said quickly, trying to help his case. even if he promised to be quiet, the chances of him actually keeping his mouth shut were slim ( && they both knew that ).

[ishiyxn]

オタクじゃない！

@tsxji

while ishigaki wasn’t the kind of girl that was heavily into anime, she still liked the mainstream ones that a lot of people watched as children. it was weird to be into such cheesy, childish things in highschool -- most people would tease others for it, but she kept this secret locked up tight. anything that she wore to school wan’t allowed to have any form of anime merchandise on it, nor was she allowed to be caught borrowing drama cds off of her other ( closet nerd ) friends. she wasn’t one to judge people for these sort of things, but she was also the type of girl that already had her wedding planned out years in advance. she absolutely could not let her silly hobbies make her look foolish enough that no man would want to date her. ishigaki did her best to seem bubbly & kind when around her classmates, while in private she could ramble on like a total dork about the shows she liked. 

walking through the electronics section of a local store, she was on a search for a new pair of headphones to replace the ones that she misplaced. though . . . while she was passing by the tvs, she heard and oddly familiar theme song playing in the background -- ‘ Shiny Make up 輝くよ 星空を集めてただ護られるだけの か弱い存在じゃないわ だから Shiny Make up 戦うよ 星空を護って’. looking over to the tvs, she immediately recognized the song -- a bright smile overtaking her features as she finished off the rest of the lyrics along with the song. “新しい伝説が 今ここから始まる La La Pretty Guardian SAILOR MOON.” jokingly, she held a peace sign in front of her eyes and winked, mimicking the pose that the heroine did. though, once she did so, a figure caught the corner of her eye & she immediately froze up. ishigaki’s head turned slowly in horror to see one of her classmates staring directly at her. 

it wasn’t someone that she knew very well, but familiar enough that she knew he was from her homeroom. she could have sworn she heard a shattering sound, probably from her heart. quickly, she composed herself, using her hands to pat down her skirt, then to brush a strand of hair behind her ear nervously. “if you could forget you saw that, please do.” she said in a small voice, immediately turning her back to him. 

[speedmcn-blog]

fight me  @tsxji

“keep callin’ me cute & people are gunna start thinking that you have the hots for me.” he teased, sticking his tongue out between taunt cheeks. it hurt when the other pinched at his cheeks, but nothing unbearable that he would ever destroy his pride over. this man certainly couldn’t have meant that much harm after all -- he was someone from ishigaki’s half of the gang, as if he & midousuji actually shared it. it was more like . . . he was a man that ishigaki had more INFLUENCE over. when it came to the greaser - esque man, many people held respect. that alone made him trust tsuji more than any of the lizard’s zakus. 

   “is there something going on that you’re out here?” switching quickly, he was fine with just talking to the man as if they were truly allies -- which, minus midousuji in the picture, they essentially were. usually, tsuji was a sign of bad news -- almost like a grim reaper. if he was around there must have really been something going down.