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俺、先輩だから。
Really, an outstanding player came into our team. He has a strong throwing strength so he’ll probably be an excellent pitcher. Although it seems he only wants to be a catcher, he’s a strange one.
【Dependent Miyuki Kazuya RP blog for Toshi City.】
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To Kazuya, starting off small was only common sense in this sort of scenario; sure, on the field he loved throwing himself into the fray, but how boring would it be to go for the main attractions first and then window-shop at the tinier venues?
It wasn't like the tide pools were boring... If that was the case, he wouldn't even bother. They just weren't shark tanks, or otter habitats, or a single spotted seal floating around like no one's business.
When they arrived, there were several tanks spread throughout the room, designed to look like natural rock with plastic barnacles and algae. You know, like how tide pools should look.
The dip was shallow, but just peering into one, innumerable critters treaded water at different rates, some skittering, some going with the flow, and some crawling along at what was probably less than one mile per hour... Namely, the sea cucumbers. The catcher couldn't help but snort.
Sea dicks.
No need to get snarky about location, it was only a question. Rin snorted, “Not at all,” he commented, walking beside the brunet, rather than let himself get pulled along. He could keep up; like hell he would let himself fall behind someone like Kazuya.
"You’re crazy if you think a sea urchin would make me feel nervous,” This was Rin, after all. It took more than just a sea creature to unnerve the redhead. Still, it caught him a little off guard that Kazuya wanted to go to the tide pools first. Not a bad thing - tide pools were fun. Just odd.
Of course, going to the tide pools meant at some point, he’d have to let go of Kazuya’s hand, and he was far too comfortable holding his hand at the moment and far too unwilling to let it go.
But that was something to deal with when they got there. For now, he’d remain comfortable hand in hand with the obnoxious catcher.
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Salad
Salad: Do I even have to explain? For the next hour, your muse believes they are a ninja assassin—and the first person on the dashboard is their target.
Suga Koutarou. It's nothing personal, but--
You're going down.
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『 I'm not a photographer, but I can picture me and you together. 』 puts memo up to cover face bye hes gone
Snorts. "Wanna add some development to that photo? Preferably in a dark room?"
Rin won't be happy about this.
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☁ toshi m!a sunday !
It’s back! Meme Sunday is back!!!! I’m sure you’ve all been starving for it!
Send me any of these!
Bread: Breaking bread with the dead! Your muse is feeling wonderfully generous; because of this, they will give a present to the next 10 people on their dashboard!
Cucumber: Why did the kappa cross the road? To give you a cucumber! For the next 24 hours, your muse can see youkai… or at least, they think they can.
Potatoes: Baked, whipped, scalloped, mashed… Anything is possible! Your muse thinks so, too. For 3 hours your muse will do anything they are dared to!
Kebab: Let’s get straight to the point—for the next 2 hours your muse will act incredibly bluntly, saying or doing anything and everything that comes to mind…
Pizza: Definitely not the staple foodstuffs of lonely bachelors, nope. Your muse will attempt to flirt with the next 5 people on their dashboard.
Tofu: What is it even made of? Who knows. Your muse, however, wants to show someone what they’re made of! For the next 4 hours your muse will pick a fight with whoever approaches them.
Marmalade: A little spicy, a little sweet, a lot of misunderstandings. For the next 5 people your muse speaks with, their actions will turn tsundere!
Tomato: Is it a vegetable? Is it a fruit? Well, it’s the inside that counts. Your muse has some confessions to make… Spill as many secrets as m!a’s you’ve received today.
Fish: Ooh, slippery… Watch out! For the next 24 hours, your muse loses all their grace and becomes frightfully clumsy.
Salad: Do I even have to explain? For the next hour, your muse believes they are a ninja assassin—and the first person on the dashboard is their target.
Hamburger: You know, it’s not only ham in those burgers. For the next 12 hours your muse will finish every sentence with a cat meow.
Soup: You’re hot, then you’re cold, you’re yes, then you’re no. For the rest of Sunday your muse will have dramatic mood swings!
Spaghetti: Classic—classically messy! For the next hour your muse will be a total slob! The worst is they don’t even realize it…
Cereal: Breakfast for dinner? This is fine. Today your muse will be acting very… backwards, however you want to interpret that.
(I’ll just have) water: Free ask! Go wild!
Got any other great ideas for Meme Sunday? Feel free to submit anything to our trusty inbox!
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When Kazuya showed his affection, it was always one of two extremes: obnoxiously blatant enough that it could be laughed off as a joke, or so genuinely subtle that it was hardly there in the first place.
Depending on the situation, he'd flip between one and the other--it would be bad if he had stuck with only one fashion, after all. People might think he was serious.
Normally, he was the type to walk away, too; if one couldn't keep up, he wouldn't bother to wait. But it became obvious just whom he doted on if Miyuki ever turned back... and he certainly wasn't going to let Rin straggle behind.
Really, this hand in his own was just concrete security. Neither of them were going anywhere. Except--
"The tide pools, naturally. 'Get your hands wet' and all. Unless the idea of holding a sea urchin makes you nervous?" Hah.
Rin would be lying if he said the way Kazuya’s words always turned a bit more gentle when he spoke to Rin made his heart flutter. He was stupid and romantic but it always meant a lot to him that Kazuya did it, whether it was consciously or unconsciously.
Really, though, Rin hoped it was conscious. But, this was also Kazuya, so he didn’t expect all that much from him - an effort like this meant enough to him already.
The crowd of the aquarium reminded Rin why he disliked crowds - he always got separated far too easily, and that was a pain on it’s own. At least, here, he knew Kazuya wouldn’t get too far without realizing Rin wasn’t with him, and he would just wait here until Kazuya returned, that was all. Or, at least, that was the assumed plan before the catcher called out to him, hand outstretched.
The realization brought a small flush to Rin’s cheeks, but he was glad Kazuya had a similar idea as he did. Upon reaching the brunet’s side, Rin slipped his hand into Kazuya’s outstretched one. “Where first, then?”
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Hey now, Miyuki looks mature and all--damn, what a hot bod--but if Yato is a boy Miyuki is probably a damn toddler.
At the drunkard's obvious state, Miyuki barked out a short laugh. "Hah! God, you're a mess." But as much as Miyuki loved to ridicule people, that wasn't his sole purpose in coming all this way.
Flick. Pop. Fizz. Fshhh. Well, would you look at that. Another beer. Where on earth could he have gotten it?
"In exchange for the freebie, lemme tell you something: you should probably get out of here before a little kid finds you in the morning and starts bawling. You look more than a little sketchy out in the open like this, not gonna lie." Hopefully he wasn't saying too many words at once for Yato's poor alcohol-addled brain.
"You do have a place to go back to, right?"
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♚ | For your information, Yato is pretty much alive, and not dead. The only reason one would assume is because he was laying down for a very long time.
His vision goes from blurry to clear, and back to plain right weird. Perhaps it’s the aftermath of heavily consuming alcohol for a good hour or two.
However, when the glasses-wearing man had approached the boy, he merely groaned, blue eyes blinking in irritation. (And yes, excessive drinking can also lead to smelling like booze and sweat.) Yato sits up, but his mind is still hazy.
“Ughh…” More groans. “I don’t deliver organs,” He says swaying from side to side. “Or make them.” Give him a few moments, he’s still kind of out of it.
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Kazuya wasn't of the gentle sort. That much was easy to tell. From the way he cackled at the misfortune of his friends to the graceless shove he used to crinkle his pass into his back pocket, he simply wasn't the type to handle things delicately.
Until Rin came along.
Even now, a month into dating (both a small accomplishment and a large milestone), he still teased the other relentlessly. But there was a certain softness behind it all that was off-limits to the normal crowd. After all--using that kind of consideration with everyone wouldn't make it a special luxury for those who mattered most to him.
So when they stepped into the busier entrance hall, past the ticketing lobby, the crossroads that led to other exhibits swarmed by people of every age, he looked back.
"Rin," he called, spotting the swimmer just paces away, apparently swept to the side by oncoming traffic. He waited until the passersby had cleared and an opening became available; extending a hand back toward the other, he beckoned once more. "I'm over here."
So today was Miyuki’s treat, huh? Well, that’s fine. He could deal with that - less money he spent, and more coming out of his boyfriend’s pocket. Not a problem, not at all. With a small roll of his eyes, Rin plucked the pass from Kazuya’s hand, though he didn’t miss the change in Kazuya’s eyes. That was the odd part.
He decided not to comment on the comment about not having all day, knowing the catcher would just rebuttle it. Instead, he reached out and nudged the other forward. “If we don’t have all day, then get moving, Kazuya.” He gave his own smirk in return, giving a tilt of his head.
Once Kazuya got moving, Rin followed a step behind, glancing down at the brunet’s empty hand once before looking forward again. Later, maybe, unless Kazuya decided otherwise.
#fuck#all that for 'get the hell over here and hold my hand you nerd'#i'm sorry that shouldn't have taken 9 years#mrin8
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remember when i was a piece of shit who had like 8 threads for miyuki and replied to none of them
the only thing that's changed is that now i have like 2
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He suddenly, mysteriously gets the gnawing sense that he's in trouble.
You know, it’d be nice if his dumb boyfriend would reply to his texts every so often.
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He had been strolling in the park aimlessly when he'd noticed the corpse.
Well, it very well could have been a corpse, if it hadn't groaned upon approach.
Kneeling over him, Kazuya sat on his heels, observing the specimen. Ratty, dirty, reeking of alcohol. Probably homeless. Kind of pitiful. Mostly amusing.
"Wow. Somebody got shitfaced. Which organ did you sell for all that?" He gestured loosely to the scattered cans, bone dry.
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♚ | “…?” How long was he out? Yato’s been napping for almost a good hour, thanks to that six pack of beer that he brought with him. Perhaps drinking heavily in public wasn’t such a good idea… With empty cans on the grass, and his head aching, Yato can merely groan, scratching his head in pain. “Damn it…”
#noctisstatur#no one has written him a starter in 10000 years bless you#finally time to talk to someone OTHER than his boyfriend
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"Aquarium it is. Let's get going." Nyoom away, Miyurin. And a little timeskip later, they arrived at their destination by questionable means of transportation.
Not long after they had walked through the entrance, Miyuki disappeared, then reappeared just as swiftly--he held two passes in hand, and waved one in front of Rin's face. "C'mon, focus. We don't have all day," he laughed, though really, pretty much did. Despite his teasing, Kazuya's eyes were deceptively gentle.
It was their first real date, after all. He owed it to Rin to treat him like royalty, though of course he had to do it in a roundabout way. Stay patient, Rin.
"Those odds are so horrible that I would never risk going to the beach when it’s that cold out. If we ever go to the beach," Which Rin didn’t really plan on doing any time soon if he could help it. "It’s going to be when its, you know, warm.”
(Please, he isn’t that stupid.)
"Enough about the beach," Though that stupidly exaggerated wink was tempting Rin to punch Kazuya in the gut. "Aquarium, right? That’s where we decided to go, isn’t it?"
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"Well, we could always make a change of plans. What kind of man would I be if I wouldn't even brave the cold? It'd be beneficial, too--you have a 50% chance of strengthening your immune system and temperature tolerance, or you could just get sick." Ah, yes. Smart decisions for smart risk-taking.
(Please use your common sense, Rin.)
"On the other hand... A beach excursion wouldn't be too bad, with the right preparations. Maybe some other time. I'd help you with the lotion." Miyuki added a disgustingly exaggerated wink, as the cherry on top.
"You always manage to keep me on my toes somehow," he gave a small chuckle, shaking his head slightly. "It does keep everything interesting, I’ll give you that one." It definitely wasn’t a lie - there was never a dull moment with Kazuya around.
"Really?" He couldn’t fathom for the life of him why someone wouldn’t just take a trip to the aquarium for a day, but there was also that factor of not everyone basically lived a good portion of his life in the water. The mischievous tone Rin just barely caught was only vaguely concerning. "I would have chosen the beach, but it’s too chilly for that right now."
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Not that her pride needed any more boosting, but there was certainly a flare of it when she successfully stunned Rin silly with a simple kiss. And to think some people say they hate surprises.
"And what if I did?" Needless to say that Miyuki is the type of high-quality asshole that will give a question for a question. With a shake of her head and a laugh, she totally passed the buck.
"Really, it's not like I'm the one to blame here. That's you. It was your fault for looking cute."
"I’m already dizzy from wearing them, you know—" Of course, her sentence went unfinished as Miyuki caught her off guard and that was a dirty trick but god damn clever.
Give her a second, she’ll catch up to what just happened. It’ll register that Miyuki kissed her in 3… 2… 1…
“Wait, did you plan that?” A light flush appeared on her cheeks as she questioned the other.
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"Hardly. I think you just don't know how to handle it." She chuckled and slipped her glasses back on with ease, then narrowed her eyes at the redhead before her.
But you were tricked, Rin! She didn't need to come so close to see your face, she only wanted to do this!--
It's just a soft peck, but it's swift and of course Miyuki smirked after. "I mean, not everyone can see the world the way I do."
Almost as quickly as she put them on, Rin took off the glasses and handed them back to their rightful owner. “You’re so nearsighted it’s awful.” Well, to Rin, at least. She already felt a little dizzy from the change in vision, despite how short a period she had the glasses on.
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