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pridewon · 1 year
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@divinasolis​ said:  tooru leans against the counter, arms crossed, eyes constantly glaring up at the edges of his bangs he can glimpse at. a finger moves up to weave through it, then another, followed by a thumb, a ring finger, until his whole hand is fussing with his hair, unsettling the brown streaks that adorn it. “you know,” he begins, slow, careful. he shoots a look to the side, sees wakatoshi distracted with cooking. tooru fights off a frown with a dainty pursing of his lips. “my hair is so soft today.” it isn’t a lie, it isn’t direct; it is the perfect introduction to the blaring topic that demands to be mentioned, that requires attention, compliments, some sort of acknowledgement - he did cut off two centimeters after all. wakatoshi is bound to notice! isn’t he?
Wakatoshi is bound to notice. ... eventually. Except... ... Wakatoshi is not good at multitasking.
It is an unfortunate truth that multitasking in itself is a myth. People are just more or less good at rapidly switching between tasks, and Ushijima... may be a bit slower than most in that process. To his credit, he likes to dedicate his full attention to whatever is the task at hand, to whatever requires his immediate and undivided focus, but somehow? Outside of the volleyball court, he has been told (repeatedly) (by multiple sources) (present company included) that he sometimes comes across as aloof and detached as a result. 
Wakatoshi doesn’t mean to completely miss on the subtle signals Tooru is sending him, nor does he mean to ignore the change after a trip to the hairdresser...
... but he is cooking. Cooking requires his full attention to avoid injuries and burnt vegetables, and so -- he listens, distracted from the recipe’s instructions, but only looks at his partner with one or too beats of delay, and a puzzled look on aquiline features. “? ... is that so?” 
... Tooru stares at him, expectantly (expecting what, Wakatoshi doesn’t know), for a second, two, five... and huffs and pouts without further explanation.
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Tooru doesn’t add anything, and Ushijima gathers that he may have missed something here - but if Tooru doesn’t press the issue further, than it must mean it’s probably fine (it is not fine, as he shall soon find out). “Dinner is almost ready.” He dutifully informs him, turning the fish and vegetables over into the pan. No answer... except a puff and a huff. 
... alright. Now is the time to start formulating concerns. Ushijima has learnt quite a few things about Oikawa Tooru over the years - what he looks like when he sulks is one of them. But why would Tooru sulk? With a perplexed frown digging between brows, Wakatoshi dutifully reviews every bit of conversation they have had since Tooru had come home today, prodding at memory and his own behaviours to try and understand what may have warranted his ire (all while setting up the table, bringing the food into the dining room - gears visibly, audibly churning in his volleyball of a brain). 
Tooru sits at the dinner table, and Wakatoshi, out of habit / affection / way of apology (??) combs his fingers through his hair in passing, and...
Stops.
Something feels different. My hair is so soft today, Tooru had said, and Wakatoshi hadn’t made anything of it because Tooru’s hair is always soft (a blessing to his calloused hands, a weakness he had never expected but embraces every time he kisses him, every time he wakes up on lazy sunday mornings with Tooru in his arms), but... “Your hair is soft.” He comments, as if stumbling accidentally upon some unexpected truth. Softer than usual, he should say - something is different and...
Finally, he notices. The way Tooru’s handsome face is framed ever so slightly differently, the way his fingers have slightly less length to comb through. It only took him thirty minutes to take note of what Tooru had been hinting at. “Oh. Did you get a haircut?” Finally!! Tooru’s face and eyes sceam in unison. Oops. His mistake. Carefully (decisively), Wakatoshi frames Tooru’s face between his hands to take a better look, olive eyes scanning for the change, taking each and every chance to appreciate the dear visage offered to him (... even pouty). “It looks good on you.” He offers as definitive conclusion - honest and frank, never one to offer undeserved compliments even to apologise. “I think almost anything would look good on you, but - I like it.” Honest and blunt truth only; punctuated by a kiss on his forehead - there is the apology. Maybe next time it will only take him ten minutes. 
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yoakkemae · 1 year
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@divinasolis​  asked:  ran pops up by kaito's side, planting a quick, yet tender little kiss on the boy's cheek before disappearing to resume her cooking.
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most  would  be  surprised  to  see  kaito  sitting  at  the  kitchen  table  ,  quietly  focusing  on  something  (  in  this  instance  ,  a  tool  he  was  building  for  a  trick  he  had  thought  up  of  )  rather  than  bothering  ran  ,  but  it  was  one  of  his  favourite  things  to  do  with  ran.  just  ...  occupy  the  same  space  as  her  without  the  need  to  necessarily  perform.  
the  little  furrow  of  concentration  in  his  brow  smooths  out  when  he  feels  soft  lips  on  his  cheek  ,  and  a  smile  automatically  comes  onto  his  face  as  he  reaches  out  to  grab  ran  before  she  goes  back  into  the  kitchen.  his  hand  lifts  hers  to  his  lips  ,  a  gesture  usually  done  while  in  costume  but  feels  appropriate  here  ,  before  he  lets  her  hand  go  so  that  they  can  both  continue  to  prepare.
(  he  loves  her.  it’s  fierce  but  gentle  too  ,  a  warmth  in  his  chest  that  just  makes  him  happy  every  time  he  sees  her  ,  every  time  he’s  just  around  her.  ).
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aaternum-a · 1 year
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@divinasolis continued from here
“Hey, that could work in our favor–maybe someone would assume you’re some music exec and bam now we have backstage access.” It’s not dishonesty if the other makes a false assumption, right? The dossier of the event may have catapulted to some nether space in her small corner cubicle once the word free was mentioned. The idea of giving any sort of thought to attend anything that could be deemed fun was an automatic ‘yes’ in her book, practically skipping out the door once they were placed in her hands.And god did she need an experience to make an argument she had any work-life balance. But two tickets meant dragging someone else down for the last-minute arrangement. It would have been a waste to forfeit the other one–luckily it seems she made just the right call. With a soft hum and distant, squinted stare ahead she tries to recall the set list.She draws blanks on most of the artist, but it's out in some large park which means the only likely answer is ..
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“ I’m pretty sure it’s meant to be casual. But as a fashion icon and friend, If you don’t have anything I’m passing some lovely street stands. ”
She angles the camera to gesture towards a vendor, cheeky grin paired with her obvious jest, “I think you’d look great in a shirt with every type of cat you can think of. It’ll be my treat.” A laugh follows and the camera shifts around to reveal the front building of his work, her hand pointed towards it in the camera's view. “Buuuut If you hurry on down when you’re ready and you don’t have anything, maybe we’ll have time to get something. It’s that or the cats my friend. And then you really will stick out.”
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roguesenses · 1 year
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[ ☘ ] starter for @divinasolis
The last thing he could remember was his glowing fist cutting through the screen of smoke, connecting with his opponent’s gut with enough force to take them both to the ground. Izuku adjusted his body position for optimal landing, pulling back his other arm in preparation for a second smash. Instead of colliding with flesh, this time his attack met cold air. 
In fact, the smoke screen dissipated, and instead of a sky reddened by fire and chaos, he saw brilliant sunlight.
Izuku landed on a roof top as he originally planned, but it looked very different from the one he was looking at just a second ago. Instead of his opponent, he was greeted by the screams of school girls. 
Where? He whipped around, eyes frantically scanning the surroundings for the danger - for the source of their fear.
And then he realized their screams were aimed at him - the weirdo in ragged mask, a stranger who did not belong in this peaceful, sunny, cherry blossom scented world. 
“I-” This was a trap, it had to be. Perhaps the enemy had him enveloped in an illusion of sorts, intending to lower his guard so she could strike him from a hidden spot. Yet despite that...“I am sorry!” Izuku apologized, yanking the hood off of his head. Even if this was a trap, there were people who seemed frightened, and that was not something he could ignore. He stumbled back from the girls, hands in the air to show he was no danger. “I am not a villain...” Izuku backed himself to the edge of the roof and looked down at the unfamiliar streets. Where was he? His danger senses weren’t pinging. 
One of the girls seemed calmer than the others, so he looked to her for help. “Where am I?”
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yoakkemae · 1 year
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@shibonzakura​  asked:  Ship Bias; for Kaito
saguru.        s//agukai  is  probably  my  favourite  ship  for  kaito  ever.  i’ve  been  blessed  with  a  lot  of  great  saguru  roleplayers  (  shout  out  specifically  to  @sagurus​  ,  who  is  no  longer  roleplaying  but  continues  to  write  fantastic  s//agukai  content  ,  and  @multiversal​  ,  who  has  humoured  me  greatly  in  regards  to  ships  and  aus  and  everything  else  in-between  ).  i  just  think  they  work  and  mesh  ,  and  i  just  love  them  so  so  so  much.
ran.        i  honestly  love  this  pairing  so  so  so  much.  i  am  extremely  humbled  that  @divinasolis  decided  to  write  this  pairing  with  me  because  it’s  such  an  interesting  dynamic  and  truly  different  to  a  lot  of  kaito’s  “  main  ”  pairings  that  he  has  within  the  fandom.  i  think  they  compliment  each  other  well  !!
shinichi.        it  is  genuinely  solely  thanks  to  @iridcsccnt  that  i  even  like  this  ship.  for  the  longest  time  ,  i  really  didn’t  like  it  ,  but  building  kaito  and  shinichi’s  relationship  with  riot  has  been  amazing.  my  kaito  is  always  just  a  little  bit  sad  that  riot’s  shinichi  is  no  longer  around  (  he’s  constantly  pouting  in  my  head  )  ,  and  the  two  of  them  together  are  so  great. a  secret  pairing:  ot3  between  shinichi  and  ran  and  kaito.  i  feel  like  this  is  self-explanatory  based  on  the  dynamics  of  all  three  of  the  characters  that  we’ve  seen  in  canon.
fumi.        while  i  don’t  get  to  write  this  crossover  ship  any  longer  ,  writing  kaito  with  ōno  fumi  is  probably  still  one  of  my  highlights  of  roleplaying  kaito.  while  natasha  no  longer  roleplays  ,  we  built  such  a  huge  world  together  (  along  with  @xamassed  ,  whose  conan  got  lowkey  adopted  by  fumi  and  kaito  somehow  )  and  it  was  beautiful.  the  two  of  them  worked  ,  and  fumi  was  becoming  more  and  more  confident  and  kaito  was  becoming  more  and  more  kind.  they  both  grew  so  much  as  people  ,  and  it  was  exciting  to  write  and  see.  i  still  treasure  the  fanart  i  received  for  kaito  and  fumi  :(
heiji  &  makoto.          ...  don’t  look  at  me.
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