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CHARACTER: Nara ShikamaruFROM: NarutoSTATUS: Look, he’s smart but goddamn what a fucking dumbass am I right pals? I’d die and kill for him.
The work he does is almost rhythmic, going back and forth between shuffling papers and stapling them together, though the automatic stapler is no less startling every time it goes off.
It’s easier to get mountains of paperwork done in pairs, even though it’s still about as enjoyable as watching paint dry... except Shikamaru has done that - ironically of course - and he’s fairly certain it was more fun than this.
“Gonna get an energy drink.” He doesn’t even really bother structuring a full sentence, knowing his point will be understood well enough. The chair makes an ugly scraping noise when he pushes it out from under his desk and stands.
“Want something? If we’re lucky there’ll be some cheese crackers or something equally easy to eat in the vending machine.”
#[ this meme was a mistake ]#[ I'm basically giving Soar and Inu all the blackmail material they'll ever need ]#[ and for FREE too ]#fatenet meme#k(a); memes#k(a); asks#toneofdarkness
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CHARACTER: Nasuga IzuchiFROM: 1bitheartSTATUS: AN ASSHOLE I HATE HIM SM but also... goddamn is that attitude a love to hate quality.
“You know, I didn’t cancel my reservation so that you could drool all over my jacket.” Izuchi scolds, rolling his shoulder slightly to disrupt any attempts at sleeping on him. While many of his personal boundaries had been crossed, he was and would remain un-cuddly.
Instead, he stands, smoothing out his pencil skirt professionally as he does so before turning with a quirked eyebrow and an outstretched hand.
“If you’re really that tired, I do actually own a house you could rest at. Granted, you’ll owe me blood if you drool on any of my comforters or sheets but it’s better than collapsing on the transit like some poor sap.”
#[ izuchi: DONT touch me ]#[ izuchi: hey do you want to come over to my house ]#[ god this guy is the worst ]#fatenet meme#k(a); memes#k(a); asks#gettinghighofftherisks
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^O^ // also mitsuru!!
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CHARACTER: Mitsuru TenmaFROM: Ensemble StarsSTATUS: CLOSE TO MY HEART ALWAYS I really want to muse him but I wanna get more familiar with his material first.
“It’s too warm out!”
Any illusion of peace is broken by Mitsuru’s near-indignant cry, as he throws out his arms and legs like a cat stretching before rolling onto his stomach, mumbling indistinctly to himself.
He really is doing his best to take a nap - it’s sorely needed after all the running around he did right before collapsing under one of the largest trees he could find - but the sun is still too bright and now he’s a little thirsty and relaxing with someone is a little more difficult then he thought it would be!
“C’mon, c’mon~!” Mitsuru begs, hands clasped together, lips pulled into a dramatic, but sincere, pout.
“Let’s go find somewhere cooler! It’ll be much easier to sleep. We should run so we get there quicker, too.”
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^O^ // GIVE ME AKANE COWARD!!
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CHARACTER: Tsunemori AkaneFROM: Psycho-PassSTATUS: An angel who I dearly want to write as.
“You feeling any better?” Akane keeps everything about her soft, her voice low and her hands gentle. Just because taking care of citizens is her job doesn’t mean she has to treat it as such, plus she really does want to provide comfort.
She uses one hand to wipe sweat from her own forehead - it’s been a long and strenuous night on her part - and the other to ruffle the hair of her charge before lifting out of her squat and stretching her legs.
“It’s been a difficult week but it’s finally over. All that’s left is bureaucracy and paperwork, and most of that is out of your hands. You’re safe now. Take a breather and let my partner and I take care of everything else.”
#talk to#[ fuck you ]#[ coward who? ]#fatenet meme#k(a); memes#k(a); asks#[ reads and is immediately tempted to go into reader-insert writing mode ]#madamhatter
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smiling-liar:
YES, PERFECT. He tried to hide how absolutely ECSTATIC he felt at the new situation, and merely nodded in agreement. Even the black coffee sounded HEAVENLY. Please, he hated coffee with sugar or cream on it. Give it to him black and strong.
“I don’t mind at all~ It sounds perfect even. It’ll sure wake me up” he smiled, now proceeding to make the division of the remaining food -bread and sandwiches here, and the muffin for Kyouhei to take. Then he started washing that last tray.
“Now we only have to turn off the electricity, throw the trash, put the sign and close the doors” he recounted on his head “If you can throw the trash outside I’ll do the rest myself~”
Well, that worked out rather easily! Kyouhei couldn’t help but be pleased with the development as a whole. It was always nice to have co-workers that didn’t sweat the small details.
“Yeah! I don’t drink too much because my sleep schedule is already a mess but for a black coffee, it sure is flavorful. Maybe it’s just the way “Holy Grounds” brews it?”
Kyouhei set his goods aside, next to the apron that was part of his uniform, and stretched his arms over his head.
“Sure, sure, I’ll leave the rest to you! Make sure to get the lights in the bathroom, I kept forgetting when I first worked here.” Much to his embarrassment, but his manager caught him until he remembered for himself.
He made sure the handles of the trash bags were double knotted before heaving them up, smiling softly when he realized it felt easier then it did a month back. Results were nearly as sweet as their matcha green tea iced coffee.
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pumpkintop:
@qtpie-kyouhei @dramaticalnurse
“Aah, I’m very sorry about this!”
For what was likely the dozenth time that day, Jane found themselves apologizing to a customer, taking back the improperly made order with a polite but strained smile. The customer – a young woman with a gentle expression and understanding eyes – spoke softly to reassure them, telling how it wasn’t really any trouble.
The coffee shop, Holy Grounds, was a fine establishment located in the city of Ouvara. Known for its friendly and competent staff alongside its relaxing atmosphere of its rich colors and assorted tables, individuals would find themselves able to sit back and for a moment forget the stress of life with their favorite drinks and food of choice.
However, sadly just now, Jane was not the best representation for the shop. Having fumbled several orders by giving them to the wrong people, mixing them incorrectly, and even once calling someone by the completely wrong name, they were having a rough day. This was mostly just due to the fact that they were new, and this was their second shift ever at the shop. At least when they did fumble, they were able to recover rather quickly with a smile, apologizing and showing with genuine effort that they were trying.
Running the day through their head up until this point, many the customers had been very understanding as well, graceful and patient as their situations were fixed as the current young woman was. Again, she offered a smile as Jane returned with the correct drink and leaned across the counter to give to the other. Imagine their surprise when the young woman reached for the drink, but for a moment, slid her hands around Jane’s own so they couldn’t pull away.
Startled, Jane looked up at the other, who’s previously warm eyes had a glint of mischievousness in them.
“Do you think you might be working tomorrow…?”
The question, seemingly out of nowhere, confused the poor frazzled Jane who merely gave a long, hard blink. Working…?
“A-Ah, well, yes I suppose so! I have another shift tomorrow.” They responded cheerfully, attempting to tug at the hold somewhat, but gaining no leverage. They were beginning to feel somewhat uncomfortable, a flush brought up in their cheeks at the lingering gaze of the woman. At last, satisfied, the other offered a good-natured giggle and released the other, turning and beginning to part with a small wink. “Then perhaps we’ll see each other again.”
“Um… perhaps! Have a nice day!”
Now thoroughly confused, Jane stood back and placed a hand over their beating heart to catch their breath. Luckily, there was no immediate need for another barista at the counter as the evening crowd had slowed to a crawl and no one stood waiting. Smoothening stray strands of hair from their face, they glanced to the side, where the other currently on staff was waiting in the winds and likely had seen the entire ordeal.
Kyouhei, they believed his name was. They hadn’t had a chance to properly talk or introduce themselves just yet, but now in the moment of peace, Jane offered a nervous smile and attempted to release a pent-up breath.
“I hope I didn’t upset that woman,” They offered in an attempt for small talk and to release some of their nervousness. The woman had been acting quite odd there at the end and Jane hadn’t been altogether comfortable with it. Usually so good at reading people, that one’s intentions were… a complete mystery.
Because of his experience at “Holy Grounds”, Kyouhei was often required to sit in on other shifts and supervise. It was actually a good excuse to hang around his workplace and do things like study and read in preparation for his Fall workload.
Really. He didn’t mind doing extra work. He was being paid, after all, plus, the better his coworkers were at their jobs the less work he had to do later. He did wish he could shoo off the odder customers they ended up having.
“Who can say?” He finished drying out a mug and set it back on the shelf, smiling wryly at first and then brightly.
“You aren’t in trouble, though, and that’s the good thing. You’ve been doing really, really well!”
If only he’d had someone at his back encouraging him his first few weeks. Kyouhei knew the trick to getting people to work hard and continuously was to support them and encourage them to keep trying.
The bell over the door rung, alerting him that there was a new customer, and he dusted imaginary dust off of his apron. Sometimes customers would come to the counter, sometimes they would sit down and expect to be served like this was a restaurant, not a coffee shop. Kyouhei leaned toward Jane smiling softly.
“Want me to get this one or do you think you can go without a break for a little while longer?”
#pumpkintop#dramaticalnurse#k(a); replies#k(a); threads#[ THE BANNER IS SO CUTE I LOVE ]#[ time to get the ball rolling mofos ]
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florasions:
“One can be part of the crowd and still stand out,” he chimed, freeing a hand to place it against his chest as if offering himself an example, clearly not as weary as he should have been.
Even with a more human appearance, Avery still primped and preened like his life depended on it. You’d think the humans who desired the properties of dragons enough to hunt them for it would spare a compliment or two for the feathers he’d managed to cleverly disguise as regular accessories; covered with bands of gold, but the glances he received from time to time were good enough, for now.
“Mmh. But I suppose keeping a low profile wouldn’t be so bad.”
There were other things to focus on than the humans surrounding them, after all. He had Kyouhei at his side, music ringing out around them, and all the sights and smells of a festival he hadn’t experienced before.
Taking one of Kyouhei’s hands in his own – a true bonus to mingling in with the humans around them – Avery wondered out loud as they moved.
“Perhaps there’s something that’s caught your eye from the stalls, as well? It’d be a shame coming all this way, with all this effort, to not take something back with us, wouldn’t it~?”
Typical hoarder, eyes always on the shiny stuff.
“Oh, don’t worry, even all disguised like this there’s no way someone would mistake you for some common human.” He reassured, using their connected hands - and he definitely squeezed Avery’s fingers when he laced them together - to keep them out of the thick of the crowds.
He didn’t want either of them to be dragged away, after all, and he for sure didn’t want to be separated from his mate.
“I saw some of those little music boxes a few stalls back, but we can circle back to them. Something smells good, I want to check that out first before we go hunting for gold and trinkets.”
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theshadowjjang:
“Yeah I guess I did.I acknowledge that I went into philosophy over some cards and I will reflect on it.” Dongmin chuckled with amusement. There was no need to pull any cards with him, he will reflect on it and try not to do that again.
Dongmin continued to watch as Kyouhei was trying to balance the cards to make his card castle. He managed to get two two triangles set up and he’d put a card on top. That was good enough for participation for now, he thought. He’d much rather watch to see Kyouhei struggling working with the cards.
“So how long are you going to keep this up, the card castle?” Dongmin asked, in a very roundabout way trying to figure out if he was going to complete the castle and then get back to his studies or not. “I feel like you need a lot of focus to make card castles though. I think a lack of focus would be counterproductive.”
“Self-reflection is also very philosophical. You’re trapped now. Not philosophizing is an impossibility!” The brunet let out a laugh, knocking over his pitiful card castle while trying to balance two more on top of the platform created by his two triangles.
“Oh, boo.” Kyouhei pressed his lips together, resisting the urge to stick them out dramatically. “I don’t think I’m gonna keep this up. It was fun while it lasted, question mark?”
He started organizing the cards by the highlighter color of the title, doinig his best to ignore the fact that he hadn’t done much memorizing or review. It had been worth it.
“Thanks for helping me distract myself, Dongmin! You’re an angel in disguise!” Kyouhei grinned as widely as he could, trying to visualized and channel the brightest thing in the universe to try to project how grateful he was to his friend.
Study cards... or FUN cards?
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@queenharumiura
It wasn’t uncommon that Kyouhei ran into his own kind. Not that Fae dragons were common, or that he lived in an area where they were plentiful, but he wasn’t one to shy away from signs of dragon life, and he could spot them easily, so he had no reason to avoid places.
Still, running into one while disguised as a human wasn’t... ideal? He’d only done it to climb over some rocks - just for the experience - and now he was face to face with a cute lil’ Fae!
“Hello there!” He chirps, bouncing back so as not to seem intimidating to the smaller creature. “Didn’t mean to intrude in this form, I figured nothing would be around for a while yet. How are you doing?”
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so i??? heard your're into bears now hUH. an interesting development
“laY OFF!!! A BOY HAS NEEDS!!!”
#k(a); asks#[ yes kinkshame my boy ]#[we ALL KNOW he deserves it ]#[ baby boy? baby bastard more like ]#florasions
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florasions:
Any serious reasoning behind Kyouhei’s leaving his family could be saved for a later time, when they weren’t sitting in the middle of a coffee shop, Avery figured. For now, he’d much rather spend the time getting to know where he could find his old friend around the city from now on – a rarity for someone who went through friendships like people went through tissues.
“And the coincidences keep on coming,” he chimed, pausing only to take a sip of the drink he’d set aside when the other had first caught his attention. “That’s where I’m studying as well! Though I have yet to figure out any kind of major…”
Avery’s nose wrinkled in distaste momentarily, a phone call from his family asking about his studies flashing in his memory. They were under the assumption their son had travelled to get some education in business or even journalism, but photography was still the only interest he had in mind. It was only a matter of time until he’d have to make some kind of decision, but for now he would gladly sweep it under the rug to dwell on another day.
“Sounds like you have things rather on track. I’m glad!”
The same couldn’t exactly be said for himself. Growing up with a silver spoon in his mouth, Avery was having difficulties adjusting to the less obvious parts of independence. Showing up at a workplace every other day was fine and all, but the basics like handling his own laundry and cooking or paying his own bills was still largely a mystery.
“Tell me, are all the Ouvara dorms so…” Think of a pleasant way to put it, Avery. “Petite? I was planning on moving again to somewhere more spacious, but this might be incentive enough to stay~”
Sorry Kyouhei, as genuinely happy as he is to see you again, meeting like this was a one way ticket to helping him figure out how to get shit done after throwing himself in the deep end – especially now that he knows their dorm building is the same.
“Romance is rather lacking, but I do work somewhere now; as a photographer at a modelling agency, so I’m in no shortage of attractive people to surround myself by~ ”
And that was really all that counted, wasn’t it?
Gosh, Kyouhei couldn’t believe his luck! Or would it be inattentiveness? They were attending the same college and it wasn’t like Avery didn’t stick out, how had the brunet never seen him?
“Ah, choosing a degree, singular, is hard. I mean, money probably isn’t an issue for us, but in general, the whole process is just twists and turns and paperwork, the worst of the three.” Oof, that was borderline rambling, he had better slow his roll.
“It was a difficult adjustment at first, but aside from a few unavoidable missteps I’m getting by.” He could only hope Avery was doing the same. It would be rude to ask right off the bat, right?
“The dorms really are... an adjustment, for sure. Not that I’m complaining, it’s cool that I don’t have to walk too far to classes and back.” He couldn’t help but flush a bit and avert his gaze when Avery added that last bit. Kyouhei wasn’t sure how to interpret it, and so... he tried not to dwell.
Instead, he let the conversation turn to other people, the easier topic.
“I’m jealous! All I get are old businessmen and gaggles of girls. Not that I’m complaining, because they’re the main source of my income, but I wish some cute people my age would frequent, you know?”
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friendlyoceangiant:
“Haha! I guess you’re right, but think about it this way, nothing bad has happened yet, so things are still a’right.”
Mizumachi chuckled to himself at Kyohei’s meek attitude as he drew in closer to him, putting trust in him, an Ayakashi. Well, he didn’t mind doing a good deed every now and again before he goes to do what he normally does, which is tricking humans. That’s the job of his kind, wouldn’t you know?
“No prob! Wanna hold hands or something? Would that help you feel more relaxed?”
The forest was dark and there was a chilly wind that would blow past the forest every now and again. It wouldn’t do Kyouhei any good if he’d accidentally gotten himself separated from Mizumachi, who was actually trying to do a good deed for once.
“You made your way pretty deep into the forest, but it won’t take very long to get back out, so don’t worry. You’ll be out of here safe and sound in no time.”
Mizumachi tried to console the worried little guy the best that he could. It was hard to figure out how to console a human when you yourself were not human.
Did this guy think Kyouhei was a toddler or something?! He went to immediately deny the offer of a hand to hold and then paused to reconsider.
The last time he’d been alone (and not just in a random place, in the comfort of his own home) something had snatched him up and spirited him away. As strange as the situation was....
“I’ll take a rain check on the hand-holding, but... you don’t mind if I walk fairly close to you?” Personal bubbles were weird and personal, Kyou didn’t want to accidentally trample on a societal norm.
“Thank you for your kindness. Assuming this is a forest near to where I live, would you want to come by for some food? I feel like I should pay you back for this somehow.”
a little familiar
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Dragon AU starter for @qtpie-kyouhei!
The human’s territory was always more exciting in Avery’s eyes, as if every simplistic venture into a town or city was a brand new adventure for the Dragon with an unusual hobby for mingling in with the locals.
A marketplace with rows of stalls selling different foods or odd human trinkets may have appeared mundane to some, but for him it was almost inspiring. Look at them, buying and selling, hurrying about like working ants, with some even in the company of smaller humans who were more concerned with playing than paying attention to anything else around them.
“Do you think they’ve noticed anything different about us yet?” Avery wondered out loud to his companion beside him, eyes the colour of sweet caramel flitting about as if trying to hone in on the market stall with only the prettiest collection of trinkets for him to admire.
Eventually he settled on one in particular, the shine of a certain jewel catching his attention and brightening his expression. Fortunately, he managed to display enough self control to not wander over towards it immediately with zero warning, instead curling one arm around Kyouhei’s to give it a little tug; prompting the other to move with him.
“Everyone here seems to busy to even spare us a second glance.”
As someone who not only appreciated but thrived in attention, it was fair to say he almost sounded a little disappointed at the lack of admiration, even when looking more human themselves.
Kyouhei kept a close on his pink-haired companion while they danced between crowds of people. Festivals were usually his go-to distractions when visiting places, but that didn’t mean casual appearances were against his nature.
Besides, who was he to refuse a request from Avery?
“Well, I would hope they haven’t, dearest. Best case scenario, they’ll think we’re foreigners and not... y’know.” He peered around, double-checking that what Avery was complaining about was actually accurate.
“I’d rather be part of the crowd then thrown out or hunted down. I know you like the drama, but I was hoping for some softer event today.”
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i saw a few starter calls for the dragon au and thought hey! that’s cool! so i’m hoping on that bandwagon~
like for a short starter of the au sort with my baby boy but fully grown dragon kyouhei! capping at 3!
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preciousfae:
Today was one of the days that Engel worked alone. Hiyori had classes and Engel’s other employee had taken a week off for a vacation with their family. He didn’t really mind at all. Since most of Petit Petales’ business was online and large orders that needed to be made weeks in advance, there was actually a lot of downtime in the actual storefront.
That isn’t to say they didn’t have a good flow of customers, it was just that some days ended up being quieter than others. Days where Engel could sit at the counter with his textbooks open and get some of his homework done early. He’d been doing that more lately so he’d have time to experiment at home with his cooking.
Murmuring softly to himself as he read over a passage again to make sure he hadn’t missed anything, Engel almost missed the small chime of bells that indicated someone had entered the shop.
Tilting his head up, Engel pushed his hood back slightly so it wasn’t falling into his face. Oh. A potential customer?
“Ah… sorry,” he slipped his notepaper in between the pages of his textbook and closed it, offering a faint smile to the person that had walked in. He seemed to be quite taken with the large assortment of flowers that filled the open shop.
Engel personally went through every corner of the shop on his own as soon as he got to the shop. Every flower and plant that was on display was carefully taken care of and presented by the red-head. His people skills may have been lacking, but his green thumb spoke for itself.
He took a discreet steadying breath before speaking again, “…Is there …anything I can help …you with today?”
“Oh! Um....” Kyouhei made a variety of hand gestures while struggling to come up with a conversation opener. He honestly hadn’t thought of how exactly this would go down, but how hard could it be.
“Hello, I hope this- that I’m not going to trouble you! I was just wondering if you made smaller bouquets?” If not, he could play it off like he was going to buy one as a declaration of love or something, but... really, he just wanted some flowers.
“Maybe four or five different types? I’m not picky about flower language at all if that’s a factor, I heard this place knew its stuff.”
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Muse: Kyouhei
Species: Fae
Brief description (under the cut):
When he was a hatchling, Kyou was endlessly fascinated with human life and shifted into a child so as to blend in. He was pseudo-adopted by a family in a remote village for a short while, as he was quickly outed as a dragon because he aged much, much slower than any other child and because his voice had a distinctly inhuman pitch to it.
Despite his first experience not ending well, Kyouhei makes regular trips into cities and villages and is especially skilled at blending in and helping other dragons blend in. He does tend to stick his nose where it’s not wanted, though.
As for his life with other dragons, he isn’t particularly close to any other dragon in particular. Because his colors are blue and red he doesn’t spend time away from the sea in dragon form unless absolutely necessary.
Power(s):
He can shape-shift into a (short) young adult human with brown hair and eyes.
Fae dragons have incredibly captivating voices but Kyouhei has altered his voice slightly so as to inspire emotions into others. His favorites are fear, to drive unwanted visitors away, and confusion for quick escapes. Sometimes he has trouble separating his singing voice with his siren-esque voice.
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