“Doc can fix me.”
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“HAJAHBDJSJSHHS????? WHY DID YOU DRAW ME WITH THAT THIN OF A WAIST??? O-OW, MY STOMACH HURTS FROM LAUGHING SO HARD, DUDE….” It took him a moment to recover. “I uh, definitely won’t look ‘moe moe kyun’ in a maid dress, man. Things like that really don’t suit me. I’m built like a stack of bricks, not an hourglass! My waist is not that snatchable… S-seriously, does that drawing of me even have ribs…”
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“C-c’mon, man! Quit with this ‘hope’ obsession already!! I can’t tell whether I should be flattered or creeped out by this!! ….B-but you did draw me all handsome ’n stuff, so… that kinda makes me happy, I guess….”
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“WHY?????? DO YOU, L-LIKE…. HATE ME OR SOMETHING, YUU?? ….A-actually, don’t answer that. I’d rather not know instead of hearing you say you hate me…..”
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“You’re still worried about that, Zuya? I already forgot about it, man! We’re good!! ….But uh, why is there a cat there? I kinda feel threatened by the way it’s looking at me…..”
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“Exactly!! Vroom vroom!! I can’t believe someone drew a car for me… This is definitely some kind of lucky charm, isn’t it?? Well, I’m gonna print it out and keep it in my pocket anyway! I love it!!”
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“…..I’ll wait for him to wake up.” He was weak against the sleeping fluffy hamster. “He can borrow it whenever he wants — he’s my son, after all! He gets the beanie after I die.”
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Were they… taking turns showing up drunk in front of other’s room? The mechanic honestly remembered fuck all from the time he was drunk, but judging from the other’s reaction when he woke up, he’d concluded he probably hadn’t done or said anything weird. Hopefully. Either way, now was not the time to think about that. He had a drunklord leaning against his shoulder, which totally didn’t make his heart skip a beat. What the other said totally didn’t make his heart burst either. Not one bit. He totally wasn’t feeling anything right now.
“Y-yeah. Yeah, you… you can. Sleep here, I mean.” Awkwardly maneuvering around to close the door, he tried to help the other reach his bed, kicking stuff out of the way so the guy wouldn’t step on them. “You could’ve just, came here to find me. You don’t need to drink to come over, dude…” he muttered, mostly to himself, since he wasn’t sure how coherent the other could be at the moment.
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It took the mechanic a good minute to realize the other wasn’t still there with him, having been too busy reciting some songs lyrics, except it was a drunkenly remixed version of them. When he did notice, though, he shuffled towards the door, sitting right at the doorway.
“….Zu?” he called, with a sniffle, before he started sobbing against the door. “Zuuuuu hic….. zuzuzuuuuuu… hic…. zuzuuu….. zuuu-hic-zuuuuuuu….. zuuuuuuu…..” and again and again, like a broken radio. He doesn’t seem like he’s going to give it a rest anytime soon.
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The moment Gundham wrapped his arms around him, the drunk mechanic held onto the other’s shirt and started sobbing, hiccuping in between the detuned sobs. “A-arightm hic yuos ‘n everythinnn ’s not ‘n hic ‘n y-yuo ‘s not alrigh hic ‘s all hic all messed’n up hic ‘cause ‘m noh hic ‘n then yuo hic ‘n all kind ‘n stuff hic wennnnn us hic all messn hic m’ fautl hic n dunno all hic so jus ‘ug me ‘n alls ‘kay ‘n sm….. hic.” The drawn-out jumbled mess of the words seemed to come to a brief pause as he quitened down, turning his face to lean his cheek against the other’s chest, hiccuping. “….‘cause big boobses.”
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“Sakee….? Yehah!! Sa-hic-ke, sake’s good ‘n stuff ‘n stuff. I’ll uuu hic have sake with my hic waterrrurr!!!! HIC uw…. Cool guys I’mh yeah bebyyyyy….. Zoom zoom ‘n Mercedes…. Yeaaaaaaahhh….” One hand still clinging to Lydia’s shirt, he slowly face-planted on the table, still hiccuping. Seems like he was too far gone, at this point. “Owon yuo stay with meeeeeee… hic heyah.”
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“I know where your eyes are— OW!” Jolting back at the towel whipping across his face, he paused for a moment to realize what happened, before slowly taking the cloth off to glare at the other sulkily.
“What was that for, dude? I was just looking! A bro appreciating another’s bro fitness, that’s all!!” he argued, throwing the towel aside to change into his blue jumpsuit and cap as well — Mahiru’s orders, she basically threatened him to make him wash his clothes on a regular basis. The yellow one was dirty after the PE class they had, since he forgot to borrow some sport clothes from Hajime like he usually does. “It’s not gay! And I said no homo in my heart, just in case.” It definitely wasn’t gay that he felt a little disappointed when the other buttoned up, either. “Why do you gotta be so set on this ‘homosexual allegations’ stuff, man…”
"My eyes are up here, idiot."
He still gives Kazuichi a good towel whip upside the head-- Mainly covering his eyes so can stop objectifying Izuru. And of course, he hit upwards, so the mechanic can face up at Izuru once they recover; and well... to emphasize his current statement. He was more than just his talent and muscles!!
"... You're really not dodging your 'homosexual' allegations when you keep staring at me like that." Just before Kazuichi could recover-- Izuru had thrown on his dress shirt and buttoned it up. The eye candy was nice... while it lasted.
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He finally lowered the scarf to glare at the other. “…Don’t, don’t just give in immediately like that, dude. And no, quit staring at the screen. You’re gonna ruin your eyesight.” Was he simply looking for an excuse to talk with the other? Yeah, he was. He just didn’t know how to start a conversation like a normal person.
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“Yeah well, so did I.” Although in his case, it was by pure luck that he managed to live through them. He had a way of surviving despite everything, after all. “But I think it’s too late to try prying any door open by now. There’s no signal because of the snow either… We could try to stay beside one of the water heater enclosure things and build like, a fort with boxes around it… but I don’t think there’s any boxes around with this wind, and I guess we need to go that far yet. If we can manage to open one of the scrap cars parked outside the garage, that’ll be the best option for now.”
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“I was calling you a bitch,” the mechanic clarified, out of the goodness of his heart, still muffled be the scarf. “And that your mom’s a ho— actually no, your mom seems nice. You’re the hoe.” He’s still not removing the scarf. “You’ve been on that computer this whole time doing whatever it is you’re doing. I’m getting hungry.” It was the other’s responsibility to make sure he’s fed, apparently.
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