アローンアゲイン

―independent rp blog for sakiyama youji from sweet pool.

[silentstare-blog]

Pale skin. Ebony hair. Dark eyes. Those became clear to him once arriving at the counter of a convenience store to pay for groceries. He certainly wasn't surprised for this, as he had earlier knowledge that that certain someone worked there. 

When it came time for the cashier to charge it, Tetsuo would not take his eyes off of him as he worked. They simply lingered on the older student and stayed where they were. He could nearly sense the fear coming off from Youji and was very aware of the fact why there was so much fear in him. Despite this he refused to stay away and only continued to be a part of the other's life. He continued staring wordlessly, something that was so common from him. There wasn't anything to be said.

[theanaemic]

♀//; Although Tetsuo wasn't doing any harm just standing there, he couldn't help but feel threatened by those chilly eyes. Despite this, he tried to focus on the task at hand, which was charging him for his items and giving him a receipt and change. His arm moved a bit shakily as he did so, however. Even if Youji never spoke much, his body language gave away what was on his mind.

"30,500 yen," his flat voice mumbled. So he was buying groceries. Just groceries. He seemed quite normal--a little too much, in fact, from his usual perception of him. But it was really none of his business to pry into his personal life. He wanted nothing to do with it, or him for that matter.

[imthegeekyone]

[manga-edits-deactivated20140114]

[aerosolise]

theanaemic started following you

This man seems… different. The streets are usually so colorful, but this one doesn’t seem to be quite as vibrant as the rest. It isn’t a bad thing, to be sure, but it definitely is a new sight.

He must be new here. Time for Clear to do the usual welcoming street punk routine!

"Hello there~!"

[theanaemic]

♀//; For the first time in forever, he had decided to venture out of his apartment. Just venture out. Even if it was just for a little while. With the stress that piled up between catching up with school and his part-time job, it'd do him some good to take a breather and take a short stroll out of his abode. His outfit was a grey hoodie zip-up and skinny jeans topped off with the standard combat boots. His hood was up for the main reason being that the sun was really harsh on his skin. His whole attire made him look a lot more punk-ish than he really was.

The enthusiastic voice directed his way caused Youji's heart to jump a bit. When he turned his head to the owner, he saw white hair, pale skin, and red that mildly stood out. "...hello," he gave a quiet reply. What business he wanted with him, he didn't really care to stick around long enough to find out.

[theanaemic]

chillingstare

The sight of a certain light-haired male made his heart jump, more out of fear than anything. Well, it was a convenience store. Everyone had to go to one at some point. A faint scowl traced the pale youth's lips. It was rare that he had to directly confront him like this, but now that he was standing right in front of him he had no choice but to be courteous. After all, he might lose his job if he suddenly flipped out. He suppressed any horrible memories of the man before him that resurfaced.

He stood behind the counter, watching him with a cautious expression.

[theanaemic]

Ah, how he loved working in the convenience store.

[theanaemic]

Hyde - "Hello"

[vodkakilledtheteen]

[theanaemic]

- headcanon -

Youji suffers from very mild hypothermia, his normal body temperature being reduced to 35 °C (or about 95 °F). Symptoms of this aren't incredibly severe, but his skin is in most circumstances cold to touch. Because of this, he has to take more cautions when going out in chilly weather.

[animalsnaps]

[beepboop1010101-deactivated2014]

Reblog so people know who you are

[theanaemic]

Mun:

Name: Emma Tumblr URL: razalgethi. Nickname(s): Emm. Relationship Status: Engaged. :3 Random fact about you: My math sucks.

Muse: Name: Youji. Nickname(s): Yocchin, as dubbed by the eyepatch blond. Birthday: June 27th. Relationship Status: Being chased around by 3 insane classmates. Random fact: He can tolerate spicy foods. In fact, his sister used to practically drench curry in spicy additives, so it wouldn't be much of a big deal for him to eat say, a jalapeno or a hot wing.

[fyeahsweetpool-blog]

ちゃづ: 哲蓉

[makotoeats-deactivated20131025]

ま} - He didn’t really believe it but he nodded nonetheless. The atmosphere now felt a little dreading so he quickly went to change the subject, only to —yet again, no wait—, he’d reached out and caught the drop of ice cream before it hit the desk. Smiling proudly, “See, I didn’t spill any today.” Makoto looked to the clock briefly, the teacher would be here soon. 

[theanaemic]

"Ahh," he noted the rare gesture. Usually he'd expect to find his desk dirtied with melted ice cream whenever Makoto came to greet him with a popsicle in hand. "That's good," he mumbled, his lips faintly curving upwards. The time indicated class would be starting soon which planted somewhat of an uneasiness in him. He still had a lot of catching up to do, as far as academic-wise. Fortunately it looked like his teacher was pretty lenient with him.

[makotoeats-deactivated20131025]

ま} - Makoto tore his eyes away looking to get Youji’s attention, not too surprised that the brunet’s gaze still lingered on the lighter-haired teen. They seemed to have made eye contact and now it was a half-hearted staring competition. Though the atmosphere didn’t quite feel like a power play. He looked again to Youji, and quietly asked him, “Is something wrong?”

[theanaemic]

When asked that, Youji was a bit confused for a moment, assessing the situation. He realized he'd been unintentionally staring at Tetsuo and that was probably why his friend showed a bit of concern.

"Ah...it's nothing." It was nothing, right? For a fleeting instant, he thought maybe there was a reason why he held his gaze for so long. But such thoughts quickly evaporated into thin air as he attempted to push the topic out of his mind.

[makotoeats-deactivated20131025]

ま} - He doubted that Youji would take any of his words seriously. Most people rarely did; it wasn’t surprising though. When Makoto did see Youji consume anything it was the slightest bit of liquid — juice or he’d lose his appetite quickly. It just didn’t sit right with Makoto for that to be happening. “You know but you don’t do anything about it,” he let out a defeated sigh, complete with hands raised and shaking his head.

He followed Youji’s gaze to the intimidatingly large Tetsuo Shironuma. The lack of readable emotion was something that unsettled the teenager and he muttered under his breath as he turned back, “He’s like a robot.”

[theanaemic]

There was no doubting the man acted like so, with his overly cold exterior. It made him seem almost inhuman. Not to mention it felt creepy whenever Tetsuo stared at him for no obvious reason at all. He didn't just notice him staring--it was more like he was the only one his attention was being directed at, if the man was even the type to regard another's presence. He had always felt his unwavering gaze since who knows when.

"Yeah..." He wanted to look away since it was rude to keep staring at him, but for some reason he found it hard to break his gaze.

[makotoeats-deactivated20131025]

ま} - Feeling somewhat good? Or somewhat eating properly? It wasn’t a very straightforward answer. Makoto let out a small sigh and shook his head, “You need to eat properly, it’s important for your health.”

[theanaemic]

"Yeah I know," he said nonchalantly. He heard that about a million times already it seemed. He wished he could eat--if the circumstances allowed him to. But as it was now, he'd been living off of barely any food or drink and didn't consider it too aggravating to his normal routine. He was doing fine, whether or not others around him thought otherwise. Yes, he was just fine. It wasn't any of their concern.

He hadn't really noticed until his eyes casually averted from his friend to the background but the silhouette of a certain tan-haired male reading a book caught his attention. He held his breath for a moment, his expression noticeably changed into a mix of slight wonder and just a bit of fear.

[fyeahsweetpool-blog]

米おかゆ: 無題