DESIGNER HORNS
summary.. itto drops by your house with art materials
featuring.. itto and his longing for rainbow horns
cw.. itto being an absolute cutie, gender-neutral! reader, not proofread
vigorous knocking on the door while carrying two paper bags on the other hand, ITTO tries calming his nerves down as he continues knocking on your door to relieve his excitedness, sometimes switching up his knocks to be more rhythmic and with beat that he bops his head to while waiting for a response.
"itto.. it's five in the morning.." you yawn, covering your mouth, a tear forms at the corners of your eyes as you yawn. itto has woke you up from your slumber not too long ago with his on-the-spot composed knocking beat, but the way the stars in itto's eyes shine at you, twinkling happily, can't make you stay all grouchy at him. calling him ecstatic will be an understatement though, he looks over-the-top thrilled! or greatly enthusiastic! maybe even his nerves skyrocketed far past the asteroid belt! he's almost like firecracker, ready to explode in excitement, he is closest to be the manliest he in the entire world! thinking about being the manliest man on earth made him a lot more giddy but brushes it off cooly with a smug smirk on his lips.
"sooo," he chimes, "i brought some stuff.. it's- they're amazing! i don't even know where to start!"
"come on, numero uno, spit it out or you're out the door." you tease, starting to feel more awake than earlier. "i don't care how you put it, consistent topic or what, you look like you're going to explode so just splat them all on the concrete floor and spill it!"
"okay okay, first off! i'll give it to ya' for calling me the numero uno," he places his hands on his hips, head high and proud with his winning toothy smile.
"second! that was terrible, it would've been better if you said.. umm, i'll tell you later instead! and finally, the grand final-ayyy," he waves his hands on the brown paper bag, as if performing a magic trick, "i brought, different sized paintbrushes!" he emphasizes the diff in the word different and reveals the pack of brown colored paintbrushes of various brush sizes. it honestly looks pretty expensive, whatever this oni has in mind must be very very devoting to the point he'd buy expensive paintbrushes.
he then waves the pack of paintbrushes over the bag to perform another amazing magic trick of his "aaaaaand rain. bow. paint." he almost squeals at the end. pausing in between rainbow to give it a more dramatic effect while he stutters his hands to pull it out for, again, the dramatic effect. it wasn't heavy, it never was, he did all those to impress and wow you.
you let out a snicker, thinking to yourself how is someone supposed to be scary and dangerous, feared by everyone be this adorable? you need answers.
"so, numero uno," you take the paintbrushes, and the rainbow paint in your hands, reading the cautions and ingredients since you have a slight idea of what this big guy wants to he done. "is this your way of proposing to paint you something? i mean, this would be special treatment since you can just come to me — the amazing painter of all of inazuma — and squeeze in without an appointment!" you tsk and poke him on the shoulder playfully. "i hope you aren't abusing your power as my friend, hm?" you raise a brow.
"of course not! everything should be fair, uh-uh!" he then sheepishly adds, quickly, "buuttt, i do prefer if you uhh would squeeze me in, i mean- i am called numero uno for a reason!" he awkwardly lets out a small laugh that then became a cough.
there's definitely no fairness in that, you smile mischievously.
"sure sure, so, you like rainbow horns, correct?" he nods eagerly, almost as if he grew puppy ears.
"yup! i'll be the coolest looking dude on the streets, dont'cha think?" he grins proudly, very proud of his idea of rainbow horns. "oh! and-and, do you know those stuff where you write on the black paper with a stick and then rainbow's will show?? yeah! i also want to try that too! maybe even design these bad boys with those rainbow outlines on the black!"
you nod, "don't you think we should try rainbow horns before stepping up the next level? we could trip in the process, ya'know?"
"yeah-yeah, you're right! just make me look more eye-catching!"
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“So the wedding is back on? Word of advice: if you’re getting a wedding cake, you should get chocolates way better than a white cake with vanilla frosting, trust me.”
"...was thinking more of a rum guava cake, personally." She hadn't been, but that this point she's learned to just go with it when it came to Arataki Itto.
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Examine + 🍙 Jelly doughnut
(Forgot to add 4 blanc)
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You've been handed something you've been assured is a 'jelly doughnut', but you're pretty sure this is a rice ball. You're looking very baffled at this food you have in front of you, wondering if perhaps this is a doughnut that has been made to... somehow resemble a rice ball?
You poke at it lightly, the texture seems like rice to you anyway. Maybe randomly eating food handed to you that you've been assured is one thing, when it's clearly another? Isn't the smartest move, but you're not the smartest person at times either.
You try it.
It's a rice ball.
Though you only bit through the upper part, and are now left wondering if the inside somehow has jelly. You're not sure you're that curious to find out.
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Gives her a hot dog covered with barbecue sauce and udon
"Hmm? It's sort of like a western hotdog meets a yakisoba pan. But with the bold decision of using udon. Thank you very much."
Winona regarded the caloric bomb in her hand for a moment, but soon found herself giving the gift-giver a smile once more, before taking a bite out of the creation. As she did so, the tang of the barbecue sauce dominated the initial flavor, soon giving way to the snappy seasoned hotdog and bouncy udon noodles.
"It is certainly a creative dish. I can't argue with that. And the texture does not leave you unsatisfied. Is this some sort of specialty from where you're from? I admit, it's probably a bit too far away from what I'm used to, but I think it can be something someone could learn to love once they are used to it."
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