#ziodynero

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ziodynero replied to your post: revealheart replied to your post: ...

WILL YOU PLEASE

ryuji are you... upset? would you care for an egg?

[rightreflection]

ziodynero

After the initial shock had come and gone Rin had found herself enjoying her newfound abilities and wasn’t even entirely bothered by the sudden wings protruding from her back. If anything, she had started taking enjoyment from them thanks to the locations she was suddenly able to get to in essentially no time at all as well as the places she could reach that she never could before. They were probably her favorite part of the transformation, a small surge of pride at all of the mild dangers she had been able to avoid-- though only momentarily as the wings certainly had their limit-- simply by flying up and out of harm’s way. It was a lot to take in and it had taken time but the adjustment had eventually taken root and now she was far more eager than ever to explore and see what kind of situations she could possibly get herself into. 

It was easier to stay near trees as she could simply take a break and rest upon their branches when her wings grew too weak to support her weight any longer and Airaisal just so happened to be the perfect place for her to remain for the larger portions of her time. So long as she stays high up enough to keep a distance between whatever is happening on the ground below but also low enough (barely even skirting near the tops of the trees) she reduces her risk of potentially being unable to find a safe-spot midflight and pummeling far below once her flight ability weakens. 

...Were it not for the aerial view she is granted she likely would never have noticed Ryuji roaming the forest on his own let alone found him with such ease; the transition of the city had been massive and it was proving to take great difficulty for her to find the people within it that she cared about. Far too long for her liking. But the sight of him down below looking so small sends the heart that now resides within her chest thumping rapidly and suddenly, her stomach twists-- an odd sensation-- as she takes note of the sudden anticipation growing within her. She can only muse what these new sensations are and could possibly mean briefly before her excitement to reunite with her closest friend becomes impossible to ignore and she swoops down to meet him face-on, the call of his name echoing through and startling whatever birds had been residing in the trees so peacefully before this moment, “Ryuji!!”

The minute the tips of her toes reach the ground does she take off running towards him, arms spread to envelop him in a hug only for her to reach a dead halt the moment she draws close enough to get a better look at him. And he certainly does look horrible for lack of a better description. 

Her arms fall to her sides instantly, weight shifting from one foot to the other anxiously as her expression grows somber and a nagging concern coils deep within.

“What happened to you?” She’s so stunned by the shift in his demeanor that the question escapes her a second time.

“...What’s wrong?!”

[revealheart]

Scrolling through the mile-long directory of contacts in his cell phone had proven interesting. While filled with hundreds of names he was in no way familiar with, it was at least handy to have a collective network of people that were only a tap away from a phone call or text message. 

After a while, though, there is one particular name he scrolls past that gives him pause. It seemed his captors were generous enough to bring his partner in crime here as well. For better or worse, the city would have to deal with them and their antics. Smiling, he opens a blank text message.

SENT: Ryuji Sakamoto ( @ziodynero ) FROM: Akira Kurusu

Didn’t know they ended up dragging you here too.

Ryuji could see that it was from him, right? Well, may as well confirm for good measure.

It’s me by the way.

Probably not the best way to go about it considering ‘me’ could be anyone but..

[encoeurs]

@ziodynero, @cambrioler, @navihack, @emperortype, @diaflares

To: Sakamoto Ryuji, Takamaki Ann, Sakura Futaba, Kitagawa Yusuke, Niijima Makoto From: Kurusu Akira

[txt] Is everyone alright? [txt] We should figure out a way to meet up if we can.  [txt] If not, we should at least try and keep in contact.  [txt] I’m in Airisal for the moment, but I’ll do my best to come find you if you need me.

[f-umo-blog]

　　 ◆ * “Uri!! Fuck, Uri!” As if the raucous events unfolding in the Golden Ward weren’t enough on their own, Gokudera had, in all his infinite wisdom, accidentally unleashed a fucking leopard into the fray as well. He’d opened Uri’s box with the thought that her claws could be useful even in her small form, popping balloons and all, and his limited dynamite resources would be sorely felt with so many potential enemies all around him.

But he’d forgotten a key detail: That he hadn’t figured out how to release her in her small form. Using his ring but not flames made regulating how he opened it feel impossible, and the fact that she transformed so frequently compared to what he was used to was just as bad. But none of that mattered compared to the real problem of Uri being so large, which was that he couldn’t contain her.

“Uri, stop!!” His shouting as he chased after her was exactly as effective as he expected it to be, and she continued to make her way through the crowds with the reckless abandon of a girl who hadn’t gotten to hurt something in a while, frightening already-freaked bystanders all along the way. What’s worse-- “Son of a bitch!!” He watched the counter on his score-keeping watch tick up again as she tackled a balloon monster, ripping into its would-be neck with glee. It would be great, if there wasn’t a negative next to the number, and she hadn’t just attacked another black one. He leapt to tackle the big cat while she was paused, but she shook him off easily and moved to her next target, stalking behind a young blond with two of the black monsters creeping up behind him in turn.

Gokudera scrambled up from the ground and let out one more utterly futile “Uri, no!” before she had ripped into the two balloons as one with a delighted, playful growl. Breathing heavily as he caught up to her, he stopped with his hands on his knees, and groaned quietly as his watch ticked to -400. For the moment, at least, his favorite nuisance had contented herself with playing with the remains of the balloons like a dog with a bone. “Hope she didn’t scare you too bad, but uh... guess you don’t have to worry ‘bout those negative points now, huh?”

Finally, he looked up at the person his cat had almost-but-not-quite mauled, righting himself just in time to catch himself with his jaw open for a second longer than intended. “...Dude, sick mask. You cook that up just for this?” It had been a while since all the action had started but damn.

@ziodynero

[yanagichiri-blog]

♡ 💙💘

♡: how does my muse act, consciously and/or subconsciously, around people they are romantically interested in?

Oh geez. Well if you were ever wondering what a lovesick puppy looks like, just watch this guy.

He’ll try to hide it, but like with most of his feelings, he’ll fail. The long looks, the frequent blushing, the eagerness to please, it’s all there. It’ll also be mixed in with some tsundere moments, especially if he really doesn’t want the other person to know he has these feelings. But he won’t be able to help wanting to be around them all the time and the joy he’ll radiate at being near them is near palpable.

💙: how would my muse handle seeing their object of affection falling in love with someone else?

Oh geez. Well, if you ever wondered what a kicked puppy looks like--

You know he’d be telling himself to prioritize their happiness above his own, to just be happy that they’re happy, but it wouldn’t work. There’d still be the longing looks, the general sadness, the deflated demeanor, and just this defeated air around him for a long time. He gets very strongly attached to people, so if the feelings aren’t reciprocated, he takes it rather poorly.

He’ll never get angry with them, no, but he may end up justifying what happened on the idea that he wasn’t good enough for them in the first place. Expect him to avoid them and hole up by himself more than usual.

💘: how does my muse act/react when they first realize that they had a crush on somebody?

Shock, actually. He’s not that good at recognizing this sort of thing in himself, but if he looks at his own behavior, he’d see the pattern and be forced to accept it. Then he’d probably have a bit of an “oh no” moment, followed by him trying to figure out what he should do. He can actually be somewhat rational about his plan of action, though of course plans and actualization don’t always align.

   >> MEME: ‘ send me a heart to learn something about my muse! ’: Accepting

[onihanas]

⇕ (if this is okay!)

SEND ONE FOR MY MUSE’S REACTION TO YOUR MUSE   | ( ACCEPTING ! )

⇕ = holding their hand .

         IT STARTS WITH RAISED VOICES ! Volume peaking and then the faint snarl that followed.Yet she had mastered the art of steeling her features at a tender age. For protection; For self-preservation. It had been necessary no matter how degrading it felt each time to simply take the the slew of hatred without any response. But, it was what she had been taught. ‘Don’t be the monster they want you to be.’ And so she was docile . Gentle like a flower or a breeze but never was she the blade. No matter how much the desire to give in overcame her.

          By her side he stiffens and then he retaliates. The anger in his tone drowning out their stream of insults. Shocked, she is unable to stop his onslaught until she comes back to her senses. Delicately she begins in earnest, attempting to appease him. ❛ Sakamoto, it’s fine yelling back only makes it worse. ❜ He begins to withdraw but not without giving his final well-wishes in the form of a… rude gesture. Relieved, she is not aware of his approach until he takes her hand in his own and begins to stride away from the scene with the halfling in tow. 

         ❛ Where are we going ? Hey ! ❜ Although, despite all her protests she does not attempt to escape his hold as they continue along.

[vnssrs-blog]

                    “I -- beg your pardon?  I don’t even know you, and I can’t be that much older than you!”

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