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ayakoris asked:
“Are you certain this is what you really want.”

[not accepting memes] @soulbovnd


      What a strangely serious way of phrasing that. Kyouhei almost felt like answering in a semi-serious way.

      That didn’t last long though.

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      “Yesss.” He grinned, holding the metal tray awkwardly against his torso, positioned like a breastplate. It was no legit armor but with the right amount of tape, it’d do. “Duct me up, ‘Yori.”

“Do you think you would still be the same person if things had turned out differently?”

[not accepting memes] @tsundere-model 


      Kyouhei hesitated. There was so much that Izumi’s question entailed, so much was included in that category of his life. It was difficult imagining how he could’ve turned out, and part of him wanted to cop out of answering, but his friend probably wouldn’t accept that.

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      “I guess so.” At his center, he’d always been a bit shy and not very rebellious, he’d probably end up right where he was - how depressing. “It isn’t all bad, though, don’t worry about it.”

Anonymous asked:
“You know what I really regret?-- Eating all that pizza." (Struggling to log onto Mizu right now so let's pretend this is from friendlyoceangiant OTL)

[not accepting memes] @friendlyoceangiant


      Kyouhei let out a groan instead of properly replying, his belly aching from the amount of food now stored in it. He could really feel the regrets weighing on him now that there was no food left to distract him from it.

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      “If I could go back in time…” wait, he actually probably wouldn’t stop himself. No self-control and all that. “I’d probably just encourage myself to eat more, now that I think about it….”

Meaningful Sentence Starters

givemeameme:

“There’s something I really need to tell you.”
“I honestly thought that things would be very different.”
“Do you wish you could have done it differently?”
“What exactly did you think was happening here?”
“How do you decide when it’s enough?”
“I would die for this cause.”
“There are only a few things in this world that are truly important to me.”
“Ideals have to count for something.”
“Why should I be a nice person?”
“This was meant to be easier.”
“I have an idea that I need to share.”
“Look, you might not like me but we’re stuck in this.”
“You remind me of someone I once knew.”
“How long does it take people to change, I wonder?”
“There are no good choices here.”
“There are days I think we’re just in over our heads here.”
“How do you keep going when things get hard?”
“Are you genuinely interested in me as a person, or is this a game too?”
“I care what I look like because I care what people think of me.”
“Why did you decide to do it?”
“You know what I really regret?”
“I’m still struggling to believe any of this is real.”
“Are you certain this is what you really want.”
“Tell me a dream? Or a secret?”
“Do you think you would still be the same person if things had turned out differently?”
“What I really meant to say was very different.”
“I don’t know if you’ll like what I have to say to you, but I have to tell you anyway.”
“You were never supposed to know.”
“Why can’t you just follow instructions?”
“Why can’t you just ignore instructions?”
“What chains you to this life? What keeps you here?”

[Just got a new laptop and it’s different than what I usually use so I’m going to take a day to work out how everything works and to transfer all my stuff, then replies will be back on~.]

[Thank you for your patience.]

Cuddles

crimsxnheadphones:

“Of course, I won’t be offering otherwise if I wasn’t okay with it.” Plus, she had been used to sleeping just wherever with whoever happened to show up; she remembers doing this back in the dorms in Iwatodai and in a few of the brooding schools she was at before.

And making new friends was a good idea too, while she was at it. She hadn’t really interacted with anyone in the city that much (though to be fair, she was busy with school and work) so it would be good, wouldn’t it?

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“Yeah, just give me a second.” She moved over from her spot on the blanket she had laid out that she was on, patting the spot where she just was in what she thought was an inviting fashion, a small smile on her face. “Don’t worry about making me uncomfortable, I am the one offering after all.”

      Kyouhei grinned widely and rolled out his shoulders - he might as well get all his wiggles out now so that he wouldn’t accidentally wake up his napping buddy or interrupt them before they properly fell into a sleep cycle.

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      “Sweet~.” He kicked off his sneakers and knelt down onto the blanket, settling half-into the warm spot made by the girl - oh, wasn’t it kind of rude to do this without introducing himself? “I’m Kyouhei, by the by. Thank you for sharing this with me.”

      Carefully, he settled onto his back and folded his hands over his stomach, his head tilted so he could clearly see his snuggle-buddies reaction.

(Source: qtpie-kyouhei)

“Studying? What’s that?”

friendlyoceangiant:

[水] - Smoothies~! Always a wonderful thing to have when you are soon to get ready to abuse your brain with studyingor you know… getting knocked around while on the field. Either or works. Mizumachi was following after Kyouhei out of curiosity to watch him gather stuff for the blender.

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     “Huh? Me? Uh… I don’t think so.”

Well, did boredom count? Sometimes if he got too bored, he like breaks into hives (okay, that’s a joke) and has this intense need to break out into— well, something! Kyohei has been spared this, but sometimes when Mizumachi got excited enough, he’d start stripping. Just down to his boxers, no worries! Sometimes they were swim trunks!

     “You allergic to something?
             Like chlorine maybe? That would be sad.
       Then you can’t swim in the swimming pool.”

What is life without swimming? It is a life instead full of American football, that’s what! Haha!

      Kyouhei hummed, happy he didn’t have to pull anything out of his usual smoothie recipe and began to peel a banana with one hand and his teeth while opening his small-ish jug of milk with the other.

      Into the blender, they went and the semi-talented chef plopped the top on before turning to answer, grinning.

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      “I’m not allergic to chlorine - unless it’s made of peanut butter. I have a nasty strong peanut butter allergy. Found out after trying a Reeses Peanut Butter Cup for the first time. It really sucked. Although, yum.”

      He wasn’t sure why it would be thought he was allergic to chlorine - maybe Mizumachi was trying to figure out why he was so pale?

atamagaii:

He scratched his cheek as the younger male described his predicament.  Well he was fresh out of luck if he left it at work; not even Yoichi was dedicated enough to go on a hunt for some dorm keys.  “Well if you dropped them I can help you look around.”  Not like he had much anything else to do.  He blinked at the others question before flicking the name on his badge.

“Officer Oshiro from Bellevue’s finest at your service.  Although you can just call me Yoichi, that’s what everyone else does.”  He tucked the flashlight under his elbow and began picking at his nails.  “I’m on patrol right now.  Supposed to be watching out for riff raff or something.  I just assumed that you weren’t some hooligan looking to break in because…well…you’re a bit scrawny.  And most young offenders would probably make less noise when trying to enter a building.”  He spoke from experience, of course.

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“Anyway,” he let the flashlight roll back into his hand and tilted his head, “do you want to solve the immediate problem at hand or would you rather go waste your time at midnight looking for your keys.  The real question being, if you did leave them at work could you even get in the building to retrieve them.”  Yoichi glanced at his watch.  “My first offer remains for another three minutes and fifteen seconds.”

     “Nice to meet you, Officer - I mean, Yoichi?.” Kyouhei wondered if maybe he should salute. It was more of a military thing, right? What did you do to show respect to police officers… well, he’d figure it out?

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     He figured that was the case - not the part about the guy being an officer, but the ‘too scrawny’ part - that and there was the argument that he didn’t have a meaninglessly violent bone in his entire body.

      That wasn’t really helpful but now there was an element of panic involved - a time limit. He felt like he was playing that one shark-watching simulator where you had to tranq the shark - anyways.

      “Can you really get me inside?” Did he have a master key or something? A lock-picking set? Kyouhei decided to go with the quick solution. He could find his key tomorrow.

Assistance Wanted [Kyouhei]

friendlyneighbourhoodscientist:

There, that should do it…

Stepping back to admire his handiwork, Komui grinned in satisfaction as he read the notice he had just finished hanging up. It had been a while since he had had an assistant but he thought now was as good a time as any to try find a new one. Hence all the posters he had pinned around the university where they would hopefully catch some prospective students eyes.

Frowning momentarily, the scientist wondered whether anyone would take any interest in applying for the position as even though there were benefits, such as credits towards the year mark and hands on experience, working with him seemed to be considered a dangerous task. People just didn’t seem to understand that explosions were a natural part of science. It wasn’t as if he intentionally set things (and people) on fire… at least, not all the time…

There wasn’t anything more he could do but wait, the most tedious part of the process to be sure. Giving a final parting glance at the page hanging on the wall, Komui then turned to head back towards his office to wait for the applicants to arrive.

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If any did come…

      On his way back from his basic Chem classes to his dorm, Kyouhei walked past a person who was walking away from a big poster - probably an ad or request of some kind.

      Some of the ads posted around campus could be pretty interesting (evidence one, his own request a while ago) but the guy looked almost professional… which could mean possible credits.

      Eyes sparkling with hope and with half a dozen Chemistry notes now shoved into his pockets, the brunet spared a prayer for anything that might be listening that the ad was something he qualifed for while sprinting towards where the ad was set up.

      Breath catching softly in his throat as he wasn’t the fittest of adults - he gave the poster a once over. Then a twice-over, a grin splitting his lips as it looked very, very promising for him. A lab partner, he could be.

      He pulled out his phone and dialed up the provided number at the speed of light, figuring a call was more convenient before remembering he’d seen someone walking away and closed the device, rushing to catch up.

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      “Hey, hey!” Grasping for something to call the person by, Kyouhei yelled out the first thing that came to mind, which just happened to be; “Man in the glasses! Excuse me!”

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