vanguardofhomra

[vanguardofhomra]

#muse

[vanguardofhomra]

traumfxnger:

    Golden tresses whirled around as her gaze met with the source     of that snarling voice, a challenging glimmer sparkling in amethyst hues     as he listened to that threat with furrowed brows.

         “Excuse me? Who in their right mind would just suddenly stop          walking in the middle of a busy street? And before you manage to hit          me with that thing, you’ll have injured several other people before that!”

His fuse dangerously close to detonation, he gave no fucks that this was a chick he was talking to. Maybe it was the liquid confidence that lingered through his agonizing hangover. Craning his head to the side, he sneered, “You know what? I just wasted a precious fifteen seconds listening to your stupid tirade when I coulda been making my towards a 24-hour slumber because I feel like utter shit right now. So scoot it, you’re in my fucking way.”

#traumfxnger #i apologize on behalf of my muse;;;

[vanguardofhomra]

“Y-yup. Um, I got student loans and a rent to pay off?” The girl was smiling, which... was a good sign? He relaxed marginally. At least she wasn’t one of those supercilious cheerleader girls who cruelly shot him down after a shaky attempt at asking her to junior prom. “It’s tough finding something that’s borderline interesting,” he continued with a nervous laugh.

     Still nervous, huh? Think, Risa, think… What did people do in these sorts of situations to make other people feel more comfortable? She wasn’t used to someone so… easily flustered.

     “Nice to meet you. I’m Risa.” Nodding alongside her own words, the girl attempted to flash what she hoped was a friendly, reassuring smile.

     …Now what? It didn’t seem like he was much of a conversationalist. Craaap, what to talk about, what to talk about…

     “Uh, so!” Tapping a hand a little too forcefully against the table, she stalled for a moment, and then continued on to say, “Before… you were mentioning money problems, right? Were you looking for a job in the paper or something, then?” She wasn’t sure if this was exactly a safe conversational topic, but it was the only one that came to mind, considering how quickly they had both stalled out after pleasantries. 

#esotericxentourage

[vanguardofhomra]

“Uh...” He expected to have a quiet ride on the subway and didn’t expect the only other passenger to make a sound—especially since she was a chick. “I-I have no clue?”

     “Hello, hello! I’m taking a survey, so please answer this important question, okaaaaay?~”

     “So, so, soooo: what colour are your undies today? Answer quick, chop chop!”

#esotericxentourage #she fascinates me age

[vanguardofhomra]

sadistfushimi:

“…. Except I am going to ask questions because I don’t understand why you’re asking me of all people.”

“You were conveniently nearby. So question: hangover remedies. They need to be cheap and under $5 a pop ‘cuz I’m hella broke.”

#sadistfushimi #omg HI!!

[vanguardofhomra]

The last he wanted to do was to extend the agonizing discomfort of the situation... yet here she was inviting him to have a seat. Inwardly, he screamed as he mumbled an abashed “Sure!” before plopping himself down. “So, um, I’m... Y-Yata!”

Small talk. Order something. Leave. Simple as that. 

Much to his dismay, he could feel beads of sweat creeping down the back of his neck.

     “…Huh?” This guy was getting more and more confusing by the second. Risa tried to think back to anything that might have prompted the other’s flushed face but came up blank. Maybe he’s not good in social situations…? In which case, she decided abruptly, she would do her best to make him feel more at ease. Right… How do you do that, again…?

     Offering a small, somewhat sheepish smile, she flicked a hand through her bangs and laughed a little awkwardly. “Well, thanks! I, uh… like your beanie.” Gesturing lamely to the other’s hat, she then pointed to the seat across from her in what she hoped was a “natural” manner. “Uh… D’you wanna sit over here…?” 

#esotericxentourage

[vanguardofhomra]

Art by 堅

#dogdays

[vanguardofhomra]

Yata rubbed the back of his neck nervously with a sheepish grin. “Hah, thank God, because to be brutally honest, I had no idea how I was gonna organize that… But as for the law—man, that pisses me off so much. It’s a flaming load of bullshit. Almost makes me wanna march right down there and beat some sense into those delusional legislators. You know what? Give me the name of the most hardliner-conservative asshole there and we’re gonna egg his house. No ‘buts.’ We’re doing this.”

        “…Yata-san, Stop yourself.”     It wasn’t as if Ryouichi didn’t appreciate the vanguard’s offer – of course he     did. But there was still a little problem with that plan, wasn’t there? Sighing     softly, the rogue ran a hand through his hair, eyes flickering away from the     shorter.         “I feel almost honored that you wanna do this for me, but you know… for          now, we’re just engaged. We can’t… get married yet, you know that,          right? It’s still illegal. And besides, we’re both so busy with our lives that          doing anything that has to do with marriage isn’t exactly on our list of          priorities. We more or less decided to wait for a little while until we even          think about the whole thing properly.” He paused, and his mien softened.         “You see, I asked him to marry me because I liked that kinda promise. I          didn’t intend to marry him immediately after I asked… it’s been a year          now and so far, there’s no chance for us to legally get married. We’re          waiting for that to change, and then… you can organize a bachelor part-          try for me, if you want to. No strippers though, please and thank you….”

#kxgaribito

[vanguardofhomra]

“Um, great!” He averted his eyes as the familiar flush of pure, unbridled humiliation rose up his neck, setting his cheeks aflame. A silence persisted between them. Shit, what do girls talk about? Hair? Clothes? His mind scrambled for conversation material, but the blockade of his own awkwardness rendered his efforts fruitless. “I like your hair!” he blurted desperately.

Well, fuck.

     “Wait, huh…?” A complete 180 personality flip…?! The only place she’d seen a change in attitude so fast had been in one of her dating sims. What had even caused this change? Something about the situation had suddenly turned the guy into a stammering mess, but she couldn’t for the life of her figure out what it had been.

     Turning her head away from the boy, her brows furrowed in deep concentration. “Could it be… the thuggish-looking tsundere with a heart of gold trope…?! Or maybe… a recovering delinquent trying to turn over a new leaf…?” Pursing her lips, she turned back to him, and offered a dismissive wave of her hand. “Listen… I got frustrated, you got frustrated, it’s all good. Uh… apology accepted. Yeah.”

#esotericxentourage #this was physically painful to write #i have secondhand embarrassment #poor risa having to deal with his shit

[vanguardofhomra]

Forcing a grin, he clapped the proctor on the back in false cheer. “I knew I could count on you. You Greens are damn reliable, that’s for sure. So,” he paused, scrambling for something—anything—to change the topic at hand. “We should go get drinks or something because I’m hearing news about a wedding?”

He chewed on his bottom lip contemplatively before letting out a sigh. “Well, if on the off chance you run into her sometime or later, could you do me a humongous favor and let her know that I wanna… talk? It’s been… quite a while.”

#esotericxentourage

[vanguardofhomra]

“Okay, so you know what this means? Bachelor party. And it needs to happen soon... though I’m kinda confused. For you guys, do we throw separate parties or what?” Feigning a laugh, he was suddenly overcome with a wave of disappointment—in himself—at the very moment; while his friends were reaching the next milestone in life, here he was anchored to mucky waters of the past. It made him wonder: if things didn’t end so disastrously two years ago, would he, Yata Misaki, also have a silver band around his finger? Quixotic thoughts, for sure, he decided. Screwing up was a forgone conclusion for him, so nope, that milestone was oceans away for the time being. Shrugging off those noxious thoughts, he pasted a grin over his face. “I’m making myself your personal bachelor party planner so, uh, what exactly do you want? Male strippers? I can... find people who can make some calls.”

        “Word on the street? Seems a little sketchy, Yata-san,”     Ryouichi replied rather casually, as if this wasn’t a big deal – but it was. It     was more than a big deal. And slowly, his lips formed a wide smile.         “You also make it sound like that’s a bad thing. But it’s not, is it?” Idly, he          held out his hand to show the vanguard the silver band around his ring-          finger. “There’s nothing to explain? I love him and I want to marry him.          There we go.”

#kxgaribito #he's gonna throw the best fucking bachelor party ever get HYPE

[vanguardofhomra]

Girl alert, girl alert, girl alert. At sharp feminine retort, Yata froze. The words in the newspaper disintegrated to illegible mush, and he slowly turned his head towards the offended. “S-sorry!” he squeaked, mentally wincing at the embarrassingly-high pitch of his own voice. Damn, Yatagarasu. Get your SHIT together. “I-I meant you no offense, ma’am, I swear to God! It’s just that I was frustrated too with this money bullshit, a-and I guess I snapped right there,” he babbled. “U-um, I’m really sorry! If I had money, I’d totally buy you a latte to prove how sorry I am, but I’m broke as hell, ya know?!”

     “Don’t interrupt an innocent maiden when she’s in the middle of lamenting her plight, ya punk.” She hissed back, gravely serious as the bad end screen faded to black, gaze lifting from the screen to fix the boy with a highly affronted look.

#*slowly applauds risa for stripping him of his self-esteem in a matter of seconds* #esotericxentourage

[vanguardofhomra]

“Shut the hell up,” Yata replied absently from the other side of the empty coffee shop. He frankly gave little to no fucks regarding who made the uproar, but the disturbance was deterring him from his harrowing task of perusing the newspaper for any job offers.

     “I… I should have savescummed…” Wringing her hands and looking extremely upset by the recent turn of events, Risa stared in miserable horror and dejection as the bad end to one of her routes played out on the laptop screen in front of her. 

     “Man, I guess even the master of ther craft has to have an off day every once in a while, huh…? I was a fool. A proud fool…!”

#esotericxentourage #i totally emphasize with risa's plight #ctrl+s

[vanguardofhomra]

“What a drag,” he replied, pausing for a moment—before stopping and facing the taller clansman with an unimpressed smirk. “And that’s ironic since word on the street has it that you’re getting hitched to our Green pal? Wanna explain yourself, huh?!”

        “Naruhodo ne.”     Ryouichi couldn’t help but chuckle softly, both at the story and how Misaki     decided to phrase his explanation. But rather than being amused now, he     was starting to be genuinely impressed, and slowly, his lips formed a small     smile.         “I’m sure there’s something you can do with that, even if it’s just something          small.” He paused, humming thoughtfully. “Not much, to be honest. Things          have been pretty quiet around here, actually.”

#kxgaribito #*cough* someone secretly likes weddings? #or wedding food thew orld may never know

[vanguardofhomra]

He chewed on his bottom lip contemplatively before letting out a sigh. “Well, if on the off chance you run into her sometime or later, could you do me a humongous favor and let her know that I wanna… talk? It’s been… quite a while.”

     “…Aah, no, she didn’t. If something bad had happened to her, though, rest assured, I would probably know about it. I think she just… needed some time to herself, maybe. I’m not sure where she is at the moment.”

#zayum still gettin back in the groove #dis format is hella weird #esotericxentourage

[vanguardofhomra]

Damn everyone for abandoning HOMRA…

[vanguardofhomra]

“Common courtesy’s an antiquated load of bullshit, but if you insist, then whatever. The name’s Yata. Wanna tell me why it looks a bit like you’re stalking my ass?”

"Huh, who're you?"

“Pretty sure it’s common courtesy to introduce yourself before ya go askin’ someone somethin’ like that, kiddo.” 

#ayyyy nice to meetcha the name's karsyn #cheers for prickly muses