Ryusei ✰ Red

RP blog for Chiaki Morisawa from Ensemble Stars. Associated with Wishful Crossing, but willing to RP with all. Multi-fandom and OC friendly. Click "about me" for verses. Pages under directory.

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fiinay:

“I wouldn’t say it’s a threat. I reckon he’s just a little hungry since he keeps chewing on my bag.” He gestures to the chimera now wildly feasting on the zipper, tugging it back and forth while hanging onto the edge for dear life. It’s an adorable sight, if one cut out the fact that traditionally, these were fearsome creatures and not a mere six inches tall. Then again, Eichi may still find a regular sized chimera pretty cute, depending on the behavior, so he doesn’t sweat the details.

Nonetheless, he lifts his bag up to is chest, trying to put the small beast on a higher level to be properly introduced.

“You can greet him, then.” He chimes, shifting everything into one arm so he can poke at the tiny head. “Now now, behave.”

“I guess it is kind of cute, huh?” ‘Cute,’ he says, but that concern is still there. This is Solitude we’re talking about. Solitude. You know, the place where you could be getting groceries and suddenly find yourself in the middle of a fight between superpowered people. It’s hard to believe that this place would take anything ferocious and make it less so.

There was no sense in acting over-concerned as long as it was like this, though. He would simply have to smile and give his usual enthusiasm while hoping for the best.

“It’s nice to meet you! Let’s try to have fun today and be friends from now on!”

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fiinay:

Chiaki didn’t look as spirited as he often did, which actually amused him to an extent. Of course, the source of that uncertainty was the tiny little animal in his bag, courtesy of an egg he’d been entrusted with and left to raise. As someone with no pets back home, and as a rich kid who had trouble looking after himself apparently, Eichi didn’t know a thing or two about looking after a bite sized chimera, but they had clicked rather well.

Besides, if there were laws on this island, he’d yet to come across anyone enforcing them.

“Fufu, there’s no need to discriminate, Chiaki.” He hums with an air of antagonism, but as usual seems pretty innocent looking, “I’m sure he can come inside, can he not? After all, he’s a member of the Tenshouin family now. I want you to pay no mind to him, or he may bite you.”

“Are you threatening me? I mean, it’s not very big, so that’s not really intimidating, but...”

It came from this island, right? It could be anything at all and potentially do anything at all. Chiaki wouldn’t be shocked if the little thing could grow to the size of a skyscraper at will. Still, Eichi seemed pretty happy with it, didn’t he? Happy enough to give that scary smile. The chimera could burn down a forest and probably be less intimidating than its new friend.

“I guess it’s fine. Can I say hello to it?” 

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Itsuki Shu had once told him to go and drown in one of Japan’s seven pools known for their high temperatures, so much that they had even been compared to hell. They were, in fact, named like this, and Eichi told himself that he’d visit said place just to spite him at one point, but traveling was always a difficulty for him, so he’d never gotten around to that. Fortunately, being on these islands grants him very little choice when it comes to traveling, given that it’s a must to get between the Community Center and his home or Yuzuru’s. This time, however, he’s visiting Chiaki and the hot springs at once, which is ticking something off his bucket list and hanging out with a friend.

Then again, the emperor is unsure as to whether or not his bucket list counts much anymore.

Apparently, residents of Makana Island have some free pass into the hot springs, and he’d been cordially invited to sink himself in one thanks to said ex-hero, so here he is, waiting on him with a little friend sitting in his bag. Also waiting.

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Since he had arrived, Chiaki had made it an important goal of his daily life to keep an eye out for his friends and regularly spend time with them. The same could be said for any time before he’d arrived on Solitude, but here, there was always a threat lingering around somewhere. It had become even more important. That said, of course he’d extend an invitation for Eichi to come enjoy the hot spots of Makana Island (haha).

Something was a little strange though, wasn’t it? There was more company than he expected.

“Umm, Tenshouin, what is that exactly? It’s good that you’re making new friends, but you aren’t carrying around suspicious creatures, are you? There might be laws against that.”

Are there any laws on this island?

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Some time had passed since his arrival here. Others had come from his world as well, and his experience there had caused him some great degree of concern. Of all people, Eichi was perhaps the one most endangered by being here-- and the gods were just cruel enough to destroy his health even more with his housing placement. Could they even be convinced to show some mercy?

Chiaki had learned of the shrines and decided to visit Makana’s. Perhaps with enough positive energy, he might be able to reach the fire goddess, if she was even listening. Carrying a small basket, he waded his way to the shrine and placed the gift down.

“If you’re listening... I don’t really know what kind of offering to give a goat god. I figured that goats might like apples, so I brought some, but you guys are supposed to be surprisingly human, huh? I brought some cool comics from the book store too, so I hope you like them!”

He hesitated a bit before continuing. It was a bit awkward to be talking to seemingly nothing like this.

“You know, people from my world...aren’t suited for a dangerous place like this. I already came really close to dying, and now my friends are here. Tenshouin is...really ill. He’s in more danger than anyone. Um... If you could do something for my friends, I’d be very thankful. I’d do anything you ask! Just say the word!”

Laughing, he rubbed at the back of his neck

“But then, I don’t even know if you’re listening. If you are...Thank you. Please consider what I asked.”

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viderxanima:

Well, guess it was happening one way or another and almost as if affected by some kind of magic spell all and any questions he could possibly think of asking disappeared. Remember that episode of spongebob where he forgets his name? Something like that. On the bright side, he would be able to see stuff probably not a lot of people would be able to.

“I guess there really isn’t,, and thank you for the offer! I really appreciate it! The same goes if you ever wanna visit us, although we don’t exactly have hit CD’s or idol merchandise. I also dunno if I’d be able to stay long,,, still gotta prepare things and check on Auntie and how she’s doin”

“Really? I want to be friends from now on, so you don’t have to worry about that. Just hanging out is enough. And, you know, that’s fine. You’re a busy guy, huh?”

Leading the way to his house, he pulled Ian right along through the front door of the open style home and towards his room, where the TV and DVDs are kept. All the cases are kept neatly aligned on a shelf underneath the television.

“You can pick what ever you want to watch. Oh- Do you want something to drink while you’re here? I can get something!“

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ovo I posted everything in my drafts, but I’m going to dig around a little and see if I missed anything. If I did, let me know. Go ahead and like this post if you want a starter and we can start something.

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ポッキー！

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princeofelegance:

“Um.. T-thank you..” Baron smiled, albeit he felt terrible for saying that he couldn’t quite handle listening to the sound of Chiaki’s voice. It wasn’t right for a Hero to put down a citizen like that.. Ahh, he must have portrayed himself as being such a mean fellow just then. “You don’t have to force yourself though… I can handle it! I just need to adjust that’s all.” He tried to re-assuredly respond in hopes that he would appease the brunet from feeling sad. 

“Is that so? Do you want to see some other superhero powers of mine?”

“That’s nice of you, but if it hurts, I need to be more careful, right? You shouldn’t have to work through pain like that.” Chiaki responded with a big smile, so hopefully Baron wouldn’t worry too much about making him sad. Chiaki was never sad! Not on the outside! No matter what, he wouldn’t bring Baron down by looking depressed.

“Really? Yeah! That would be so cool! Ah... Whoops, I got loud again.”

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thetruthinlies:

“If ridiculous is the word you would like to categorize it as, then yes I do” Oh how irony played that if Mukuro ever heard himself talk sometimes, he would’ve said the same as Chiaki. Rather than ridiculous, it was sometimes the most foolish he’s heard. 

They did say that smiles were the most formidable of them all, concealing any potential for weakness due to the positivity that sprung by a simple bend of lips. A strong defense mechanism, sometimes not to hide feelings, but to transform them. Turn something into what it isn’t.

“Hmm..~ It almost sounds perfectly plausible, of course, with an absolute conviction it will.” An interesting analogy. One that shown both sides that only a truly ignorant person would not know of. Steepling his fingers tip-to-tip, he listened on. It wasn’t something he didn’t know, but he refused to believe that it would still exist within a world like this.

“Almost as if I want you to pursue it. Even a slight change would take a life’s worth of effort, to never fall down. An opportunist, aren’t you?” it was better than the pessimist who shrugged off all possibilities that could bring about that change they want to see.

“I wonder how much of it do you believe is but a jest.” Sometimes there was a childish cling, a thought that you’d only be noticed had a certain role be played.  This could keep going as an interesting cycle of pulling off each’s masks, he decided to say it directly. “Yeah? You’re right..~ I’d hate to have you think I’m someone good.”

“No matter how small it is, if it’s for a positive change, I’m willing to try and keep trying until I collapse without the strength to get back up. That’s how important it is. You have to appreciate every ounce of good that goes into this world and do everything in your ability to add to it.”

Having said that, Chiaki gave the other a big, goofy grin. Mukuro wouldn’t agree with this sentiment, but that was fine. At the least, he seemed interested in it. He encouraged it. Either, he genuinely wanted some kindness in his life, and was content with receiving it from Chiaki, or he saw it as some sort of opportunity- but either way, Chiaki’s mind was made up.

“Hmm... Well, enough of what you’ve said is true that you were willing to stab me and leave me there. I still don’t know whether or not you knew I’d be rescued, but you at least knew there was a high risk that I would die there. Right, about that...” He stood from his bed and approached Mukuro, putting his hand in position so that he could give the other a light ‘chop’ on the top of the head. “Don’t do that again! ...See? Now you’ve been punished. This would be the time when you’re offered a second chance.”

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mechanicalmechanic:

“Well, I’ve been trying to find somethin’ to do, but I can’t do what I’ve been doin’ all my life. My hands just aren’t workin’ right whenever I grab a wrench to repair somethin’.” She’d look for other options, but there aren’t many to begin with. “Ugh, and now I’m telling a random stranger what’s wrong with me.”

“We kind of know each other though, don’t we? Even if we just spoke once, I’d still like if you’d feel free to rely on me.” He laughed a bit, giving her a big smile. “Then that might mean you need a break from it. It could be time to try something new. Building something isn’t the only way to help someone- and every good thing counts, even if it’s just making someone smile!”

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infatuatedpsychosis:

      It was difficult for him to get up, when he’d first wake up? She frowns for a moment, wondering why exactly that was. Was he too much of a heavy sleeper, and that left him with difficulties? Or was it something different? Unable to come up with a solid idea, she instead starts to try and again reassure him that she’d be alright–ah, but, he’d already started dragging himself out of bed before she can get a single word out.

      ‘I’ll be right back, okay? So wait here for me.’ Reluctantly, she nods, watching him as he slowly trudged out of the room, staring unblinking at the doorway and listening carefully for any sounds that he might be struggling–at least, until she couldn’t quite hear anything from his distance, anymore. A short moment passes, and she hears him returning. Finally looking away from the doorway, she pulls lightly at the hem of her skirt while waiting for him to enter, again.

      Turning her attention to him when he addresses her, she gives a small smile before accepting the ice pack handed to her with a quiet “Thank you!”, resting it lightly against her forehead–and shivering immediately. She should have expected it would be cold..

“Waa..cold…”

“Ah, Lily- You’re not supposed to use it like that... !”

Reaching forward, Chiaki pulled her hand away from her forehead. Gently, he took the ice pack and searched a drawer for a small towel to wrap it in. He wrapped it around twice and handed the pack back to her, giving her a smile.

“You have to put something between the ice pack and your skin, or it’s too cold. Haha, I sometimes forget that too! Even though I used them a lot, it would slip my mind, and Sagami-sensei would scold me like, ‘This is why you’re always in the infirmary, Morisawa. You’re clueless sometimes.’”

To be fair, he should have given her a warning, but... He forgot this time too, until she had said something. Darn this brain of his! He was always forgetting things that were crucial, wasn’t he?

The situation had started to set in a bit now. Right, he was still there at the hospital, and Lily had come to visit him. This was a weird scenario, and he had nearly forgotten since his injuries had all been healed immediately upon Mercy’s arrival at the scene of the stabbing. Lily was probably pretty worried for him right now.

“I have a bad way of showing it, but I’m really glad you came to visit me. Sorry I slept so long.”

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bowsandpride:

The ginger haired girl was rather immersed in the book in her hand. These islands had a whole selection of books from worlds beyond what she ever thought could exist and it really did captivate her attention. If it hadn’t been for his constant attempts to climb up the tree, she would have missed the whole scene. Making sure to fold the corner of the page, she slipped it into her bag as she skipped over to see if she could lend a hand. Doing a good deed a day does keep the doctor away.

“Hold on… I can get him for you.” Blossom told the brunet with a smile. His plan to jump on top of the tree did not sound like the safest thing… Nor did she approve of witnessing the potential mess. Levitating up to reach the kitten’s level, Blossom had to now lure the cat into her hand. Only, this seemed to be more difficult than she thought it would be. The closer she got, the small feline only wanted to hide away from her.

“He’s a cute little guy. What’s his name?” Maybe if she called him by his name, he would be more interested in getting help from a stranger.

“Whoa! Are you a superhero too!?” Seeing the girl fly off the ground easily made his face light up with excitement. If he was correct, that would make her the second super hero he’s met on this island. Something like this was beyond his wildest imaginations before arriving here-- Oh. This wasn’t really the time to turn into a fanboy though, was it?

“Mm... I’m not sure of his name, to be honest. He isn’t my cat, but I saw him up there and thought that I would look at his tag and return him to his owner. He’s a little hard to get a hold of though, isn’t he?” He canted his head to the side as he considered how best to earn the cat’s trust. He never had a cat, but he had some experience with Chiaki, the cat Chiaki, who was named after him by an older lady in the neighborhood. “Maybe if we offer him a snack, he’ll trust us a little more? If he’s been up there for a while, he might be hungry.”

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akatskee:

“At the moment, my biggest worry is to put some food in my stomach, but there is still time for that. I noticed that, yesterday. There’s a whole list of numbers I’ve never seen in my whole life. And I’m still wondering how did they end on my phone, but I guess it’s just one of the question that can’t be answered.” He sighs, and he wishes he could be relieved by Chiaki’s positive mood, but…

“My knowledge about this place is pretty much close to the zero, actually. Eichi hasn’t told me too much about it, I wonder why…”

Keito really didn’t seem to know much about the island at all. It made sense. His source of information was Eichi, whose source of information had been Chiaki, who had promptly been labelled as ridiculous when he had told the truth about this place. Well, that’s what happens, he supposed. Keito wouldn’t be anymore likely to believe him, no matter what he said.

“It’s pretty weird, right? Still, it’s convenient. A lot of the islanders here are like a tight-knit community, so being connected with them means you have help any time you need it. It’s nice when we can all help each other out.”

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hedgehog-pilot:

Shinji looks at his phone at length, unable to form a coherent reply–not even because he’s sick, but because Chiaki has him stunned. Shinji can count on one hand the genuinely kind people he has encountered in his life, and every single one has been equally baffling to him. 

However, there is more to worry about right now–the loud knocking combined with yelling startles Shinji into motion, and he quickly tugs on a hoodie and wraps himself up in a blanket– 

“Wait, you’re gonna carry me?” Shinji asks, more to himself than anything. It wouldn’t be a problem for anyone to carry him, since Shinji is already underweight and short, even for his age, but he decides against questioning it and moves to open the door for Chiaki. He would be nervous and uncomfortable about this whole thing if he wasn’t already so exhausted, but that is exactly why he is in this situation to begin with. 

“Ah…hello. Thank you again for doing this…” 

“That’s correct! It’s the easiest way to get you to the hospital as quickly as possible. Of course, it’s your choice how you’d like to be carried.” Boundaries. This was as close as he would get to learning them. Well, you can’t say he didn’t try at least somewhat.

“It’s no problem, you know. When there’s a cry for help, it’s a hero’s job to rush to their aid, so that they can one day pass on the same kindness, isn’t that right? As long as I’m needed, I’ll be there!” Also, when he isn’t needed or wanted, but that wasn’t the case this time, so it was probably fine. “Is there anything you need to bring with you, or are you ready to go?”

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sapiosexualinformant:

“I do a lot. People and business management, marketing, information gathering, a little self defense. Nothing too fancy. I’m more of a lover than a fighter.”

“I know some new businesses opened recently that might need some help. What do you mean by information gathering though?”

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akatskee:

“Uh, that sounds great. I’m starting to get hungry,” and he really notices it just now, that his stomach is softly growling. What time is it, anyway? Did he really got lost in his thoughts for so long? “And thank you. I think I will need your help very soon, after all. Everything looks way too new for me, I can’t really put myself at ease…”

“Entertainment?” This doesn’t sound good at all. “Eichi mentioned something about some kind of “stranded on a desert island” kind of thing but I didn’t think he was serious. It does sound… worrisome.”

“You can ask me any questions you have. If I don’t know, I’ll ask someone else. You should have my number in your phone already too, since... for some reason everyone on the island has everyone else’s number in their contacts. Haha! It’s pretty useful, isn’t it?” And creepy, but that isn’t the optimistic thing to say.

“Stranded on a desert island? It’s not really anything like that, since there’s a society and it’s not anything like a desert, even on Makana, but we’re definitely stuck.” For a moment, brief as it was, he was quiet in order to think. “How much have you been told about this place?”

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fiinay:

Nothing could prepare Eichi for the utter mortification that one sentence could give him. He met Chiaki in a stare, silent and cautious, as if scanning his every facial feature for some tell tale sign that he was pulling his leg - the twitch of a brow, eyes diverting, the tip of his lip quivering, anything. Yet, nothing came and it finally hit him that the hero was being completely serious, again.

Eichi wasn’t sure what was worse. The island, or Chiaki working at a hospital he would probably be in constantly.

“Ah,” he defeatedly murmurs, bringing his hands to his locked knees, looking clearly uncomfortable as his shoulders hunch and his eyes can’t bring themselves to look at his former classmate now that reality has set in. Something in his brain - kindness, likely - attempts to filter out anything that implies this is more of a nuisance than a relief, because it’s not like he doesn’t enjoy Chiaki’s company, just… not in a hospital.

“Like old times, hm?”

That’ll do.

At least Eichi had the decency to attempt to pretend he wasn’t upset about it, but Chiaki would be lying if he said he wasn’t pretty hurt by the reaction he received-- which meant, of course, that he would definitely lie. He nearly ended up raising his voice again, an instinctive response to any negative feelings, but he managed to catch himself this time. Good job, Morisawa! Nice save!

“It won’t be exactly like old times, but maybe it can still be fun. I’ll try to make sure it’s a place where you can be comfortable.”

Upon saying that, he was immediately looking out the window again. Ikaika’s shore had come a lot closer now. The trip had seemed so painstakingly slow with him constantly checking their distance.

“We’re almost there now. Are you feeling alright?”