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pov: you just woke up next to him.

( the first self indulgent picrew edit i did of ryuto on this blog! tbh, this is specifically ryuto as depicted in redo because i have yet to find any picrews that could portray him as i properly envision him to look in reality, but i'm still kinda happy at how this turned out! )

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@badheart​​ — continued from here ;;

    When she finally turns, regarding him with what appeared to be a flabbergasted expression, his eyes would only widen just the subtlest bit; after all, Ryuto didn’t believe he said anything to potentially set Fang off. Why, as far as he was concerned, he had been perfectly civil with her, which made her reaction all the more unfathomable to him.

    “...Not particularly? After spotting you, my curiosity was simply piqued,” Ryuto then answers truthfully, because in all truthfulness, he simply felt like talking to her once he notices her checking out Yoshitoki Oima’s latest work. Of course, most would probably assume he would be snobby enough to believe manga wasn’t true literature, but contrary to popular belief, even he would resort to flipping through a Shonen Jump magazine every once in a while. “That was the intention, yes,” Ryuto soon goes on to nonchalantly nod.

    “I wanted to hear your thoughts regarding that manga; after all, it’s not often I would encounter women who seemingly like that particular genre,” he adds while failing to mention he did actually remember what happened between them. Ryuto just chooses not to hold a grudge over what happened because he figured the heat only served to exacerbate her mood back then... and though he did imply Fang lacked the intelligence he sought in his ideal girl, he still manages to entertain the notion he might have potentially judged her far too soon.

    Why, if nothing else, it wasn’t like he knew her all that well yet, so on the off chance she turns out to be way smarter than he had initially given her credit for, he was willing enough to apologize despite how shallow her attraction towards him was.

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ryuto, do you have anything you like most about hana?

            unprompted asks. » always accepting!

    "...Her taste in sweets," Ryuto easily answers. Of course, one would assume he'd have difficulty really responding to such a question, but surprisingly enough, it didn't even take him a moment's deliberation to indulge the stranger's curiosity. "As disagreeable as I might personally find her, I could at least always count on her to have a refined enough palate for pastries."

anonymous ( in regards to @mugunghwc )

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portrait of the tsukishima heir.

( a picrew edit i did of a less baby-faced version of 18 years old ryuto, but because i didn't have a lot to actually change, i ended up recolouring his hair, brows, and eyes. )

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    This time around, he'll turn, affixing her with a cold glare... for by this point, he was already running out of patience. "And how exactly is the way you treat others any better?" came his calm retort. Honestly, as far as Ryuto was concerned, Hana had no right to complain when she was every bit as terrible to him and while yes, he would hardly call himself a saint, that didn't exactly justify the things she did or said.

    "While yes, I may deign to not be unnecessarily rude whenever we're in the presence of your mother and Koji-san, I at least know better than to raise my voice at you, call you derogatory names, or humiliate you around them... yet can you yourself say the same? Furthermore, you're terribly mistaken if you think I'm only kind to you to make myself look better, for I only do so to make it seem at least one person actually likes you... which is truly more for your sake than mine, yet if you must spin the story around to make me out to be a backstabbing villain, then by all means, do so," Ryuto then adds... and it was true, because not once had he ever called her a 'bitch' to her face, let alone yell at her, regardless of whether or not people were around.

    Why, if nothing else, he was the only person to have ever truly stuck around despite how unpleasant she was, because deep down inside, he wanted to believe she wasn't a lost cause and that somewhere in that rib cage of hers, she had a heart... as small as it was. Ultimately, though, Ryuto would bring himself to emerge to his feet, because no matter how charitable he could be, even he had limits. "And just know that when there's finally no one else you can turn to, I won't be there to pick up the pieces. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'll be returning home... since clearly, you value your own solitude more than you value your own relationships." And with that, he'll proceed to saunter his way out past the door. Unbeknownst to Hana, however, Ryuto would end up paying for the rooms they had rented out of sheer spite, only to later vanish into the night.

@mugunghwc

why, she wondered. why was she putting up with this in the first place? why even hang out with someone who would always talk down on her, as if she was a child while he was the ’ mature adult ’ who, at the same time, was capable of bringing up his neurodiversity as a way to justify his behaviour. “& because your brain is ’ wired differently ’, i should just accept what an asshole you could be? what have you done to try to understand by viewpoint, other than call me immature, or imply i’m being ableism?” certainly, not enough other than make wrongful assumptions based on body language alone, or chastise her for not meeting his high standards. where was this consideration when he took a jab at her job? but as always, she’d remain the villain of the story ; too tired to even argue at this point.

“when you act all nice to my mother, to my father & koji… is that also for my sake? because what you show to ‘em, isn’t what you show to me.” which made him a hypocrite in her eyes. “you wouldn’t dare to act the way you do with me, if koji was around.” always so diligent, always the good boy. hana was tired of his act, but her voice no longer held anger or frustration. if anything, it sounded as if she had given up for today. arguing with ryuto felt like arguing against the wall, because she was supposed to just accept he was different & leave it at that, while she’d remain being scrutinized over the way she felt—called immature or made to feel as less for having an issue with it.

her hand was brought up, waving it dismissively at him. “me & my nonsensical brain have no will power to continue this conversation, so why don’t you go on & call your driver? maybe if you pay him enough, he will kiss your feet since you’re oh-so mighty.” she never thought she’d think this way, but hana definitely sympathized with kobato for it.

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"Happy Birthday, Birthdayboy," Fang basically greeted him with wide spread arms, before slowly lowering them, realizing he would not get the message and extra bow down to her for an embrace. Worth a try. "Ah, anyway... I got you something, no take-backs." Reaching behind herself for her bag to pull a letter out, in which he found a hand-painted piece in the size of a postcard. When painting it, it had been another reminder that she still does not know him at all, so she went the safe way and simply tried to mimic her favorite style and drew a clearing, which could be possibly mistaken for a scene in almost any ghibli movie. Perhaps he liked the feeling of real paint on his fingers and would appreciate her craftsmanship, even if small. "Maybe you got a pinboard," she suggested. "Or the bin." Keeping her smile, considering she would never find out anyway.

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    "Ah... thank you very much," Ryuto politely remarks before initiating a half bow. Of course, he had an inkling Kobato probably told her beforehand, hence why he doesn't question how Fang knows. Still, upon seeing her spreading her arms further out towards the sides, he's quick to raise a brow, for it wasn't as if he understood such subtle social cues to be able to deduce what particular meaning was behind it, but regardless, he soon finds himself shaking his head, as if in complete disbelief over the fact she went this far... for him, no less.

    "That truly wasn't necessary, Gao-san... but since you came all this way, I suppose I shall indulge you by seeing this gift you so kindly procured for me. Now, what was it?" Ryuto states before watching her pull out what looked to be a small, hand painted piece of a clearing, which immediately has his gaze soften... and slowly, he'll extend a gloved hand to gently pluck it up from her hands while letting his gaze roam across it.

    "Interesting. Did you paint this yourself? It's certainly not bad; in fact, this scenery reminds me quite a bit of Hayazaki Miyao's cinematic pieces... and if nothing else, would serve as suitable placeholder on my desk," Ryuto finally remarks, and sure enough, he'll lift his other palm to rest idly along his cheek as his gaze shifts down towards Fang once more.

    "...Well, at any rate, I don't hate it," came his eventual admittance, which for once, sounded rather sheepish coming from his lips. "Where do you live, Gao-san? Perhaps I can escort you back home... without Kobato being around to hassle us."

@badheart

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Ryuto, do you feel at fault for making people feel upset or mad at you, or are they at fault? ( is it something he thinks about during the day?)

            unprompted asks. » always accepting!

    "...I suppose it depends on what they were initially upset about," Ryuto answers after a few seconds had managed to pass. "If it's simply a matter of me telling a teacher their answer to a question was incorrect, then no, I do not believe myself to be at fault, for being content with mediocrity is a privilege only the willfully ignorant can have; however, there are admittedly instances where I'm baffled when others react with animosity towards me... and in that sense, I may question whether or not what I said was truly cause for them to be so angry."

    Why, frankly speaking, he knows that compared to everyone else, he wasn't exactly all that emotional, meaning he would mostly conduct himself in a calm, rational manner. Of course, when it came to Hana, he rarely ever felt guilt for making her upset since it was about high time someone from her social standing would be equally unpleasant to her as she was to those she ended up belittling, but when it came to Fang who he never meant to hurt by rejecting her... he did admittedly feel at fault.

    "Then again, I am also aware I can be unintentionally insensitive; therefore, I am attempting to communicate better without resorting to being a disingenuous version of myself," Ryuto finally adds. Granted, it might be better to just mask his autism and pretend to be pleasant in order to avoid problems right from the very get go, but alas, consistently doing that all the time proved exhausting, to the point where even he couldn't manage it.

anonymous

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“Maybe this to-do list will fix me.” / dyn for ryuto!

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    "...Or perhaps what you need instead is to take a break," Ryuto bluntly cuts in before casting a judgmental glance at the to-do list Dyn'lo ended up jotting down. "Surely, you don't intend on spending the whole rest of your day, doing menial chores?" came his deadpan query. Honestly, the servants might be overjoyed at having an extra helping hand, but considering Dyn'lo already did more than enough around the mansion, Ryuto couldn't help scrutinizing him a bit. Why, at this rate, he might even end up falling asleep, washing the windows.

    "If you are in need of something better to do, then come play shogi with me," he then states. Naturally, Ryuto words it less like a request and more like a demand... making it rather apparent he didn't quite approve of Dyn'lo's 'to-do' list.

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    The longer he proceeds to observe her with those same bored, light caramel-hued eyes of his, the more Ryuto managed to be convinced this woman truly was slow. Honestly, as much as he thinks conversations didn't always have to be particularly deep, they still managed to have so little in common together, he wonders if he would have been better off chatting up a waitress at some gaudy café or something.

    "...You only just managed to realize this now?" came his subsequent deadpan retort, laced with slight disbelief... and mere moments later, Ryuto then goes on to shake his head. "While I will at least acknowledge you seem a little smarter than Kobato, you make for a much duller conversation partner in comparison, that there would have been little point with centring ours around the intricacies of shogi," he goes on to bluntly remark. Honestly, judging from how Ryuto seemingly paid no mind to how hurtful his words were, it could be inferred that he either didn't care or didn't pay much heed to the effect they might potentially have on her. Regardless, it doesn't take long for him to gradually emerge up to his feet until he was no longer situated by the bench connected to what looked to be a stone picnic table.

    "Now, if you'll excuse me, Himari-san... I shall be taking my leave; after all, I still have some studying left to do back at home, and unlike some people, I don't have the time to entertain further meaningless prattle from absentminded women," he states so matter-of-factly, no annoyance at all could be detected from his tone. Why, if anything, the words he uttered sounded more colder and mechanical, to the point where most might reach the understandable conclusion he didn't have emotions.

"You're not wrong." She knew her limits, she knew where her skills laid, and she didn't like to pretend that she could exceed them. She was simple-minded and possessed a basic education, but she tried not to let that get to her while in the midst of a conversation.

Nothing ruined an interaction quite like a thirty-year-old woman bursting into tears.

A small, feeble smile toyed with her faintly painted lips. "I'll take it. At least you're being honest, which is more than I can get from some people."

Her feelings would recover. They always did, and it didn't make her less inclined to speak to him.

"Oh!" Oh. She stammered and gaped, but she recovered far quicker this time than any instance before. "Huh, that's. . . I never noticed."

It made sense when she considered that her attention usually focused on him rather than their surroundings. All of this new information, paired with the fact that they had only just met, was a smidgen overwhelming.

"I approached you to talk about shogi, and we didn't talk much about it at all. I'm so sorry!"

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As much as people might criticize Ryuto for being a pompous rich kid, he’s still arguably quite kind. It’s just that his kindness tends to be more so subtle, to the point where it’s often reflected through his actions rather than his words.

For example, if he ever finds out a student at his school is being bullied, he will personally use his power and influence to have the perpetrators expelled and punished. Like, Ryuto may not go out of his way to comfort the victim, but you can bet he would gather evidence, threaten them with it, and make it apparent he won’t let that sort of behaviour slide, so he pretty much makes Kitaouji Academy a safe place for essentially everyone except bigots.

He’s also the type to verbally call out able-bodied folks for using a space designated for disabled people, so in that sense, he’s different from your average Japanese citizen who would rather stay silent than cause a scene. Ryuto, though... he has no qualms insulting a Karen if he notices they’re inconveniencing a person with a wheelchair. Seriously, he absolutely refuses to be a bystander and will confront assholes to such an extent that they would feel uncomfortable in public.

Honestly, rather than look down on those who come from less than affluent backgrounds... Ryuto actually sides with them more than he sides with the wealthy - in other words, he does not exactly suffer fools, no matter where they happen to stand on the social hierarchy.

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[FOOD] + dyn @ ryuto

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    "Ah... thank you. I take it you have been making good use of the kitchen during my absence?" For once, a soft smile plays along his lips while he grips the fork Dyn'lo had so graciously set aside for him. Honestly enough, Ryuto hadn't expected to be handed a snack this soon after returning home from a long day at school, but either way, it was much appreciated, considering it felt like he had spent the whole afternoon, dealing with one idiot after another.

    On top of that, Kobato wouldn't stop complaining about how finding a parking space proved so damn difficult, due to how everyone and their mother showed up for the swim meet that took place at Kitaouji Academy, so he's really quite thankful to have something sweet to replenish his energy.

    "Regardless, I am pleased to learn you are a talented baker. Tell me, Dyn'lo... did the servants teach you how to make this or were you always adept in making such delectable treats?" came Ryuto's eventual inquiry as he pushes his fork through a thin slice of tiramisu cake.

@strywoven

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How does Ryuto cope with Kobatos idiocy?

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To be honest, Ryuto just sighs a lot and has a habit of massaging his temples every time Kobato proceeds to behave like an idiot. He also would find himself adding copious amounts of sugar into his tea whenever he comes back home and would try to take his mind off him by reading or doing brain exercises.

He'll also probably complain about him to @strywoven's Dyn'lo, but that would only be occurring in a separate AU due to Dyn'lo being a fantasy-esque muse in modern setting... but yeah, long story short, he somehow manages.

anonymous

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    Was it really such a surprise that despite everything, he still appreciated his father for raising him? Honestly, Ryuto would have thought that to be a no-brainer considering he owed a great deal to his parents, but judging from Dyn'lo's reaction, something tells him he hadn't quite expected that answer, prompting him to shake his head. "As his son, it's only natural for me to adhere to filial piety," he frankly states. Why, even if Daiju wasn't all that perfect, it's rather clear he loved him, to the point where Ryuto would respond in kind... albeit a bit less enthusiastically.

    Regardless, he's quick to pause when Dyn'lo questioned his decision on entering the medical field if only because he actually raised a good point. Why, before he had succumbed to Astral Syndrome, he was largely undecided on which career path he should take and kept stressing over his future, that had it not been for his experiences in Redo, he would probably have been stuck, being a consultant at his mother's investment firm. Considering it was a long story, however, and Dyn'lo wasn't privy to all the details pertaining to where his soul went during his hospitalization, Ryuto decided to spare him the whole fantastical tale when next he parted his lips.

    "Simply put, I met an imbecile who had broken the Hippocratic Oath and abandoned all hope after the surgical procedure he performed not only ended in failure, but caused his patient's legs to cease properly functioning. Rather than wallow in despair or give up like he did, however, I decided to prove to him that nothing was impossible by making her walk again. ...Furthermore, I also promised a paraplegic girl I would restore her ability to move, hence why I am now studying to become a doctor."

Listening rather intently , the Forger finds himself nodding along to the other’s words , smiling faintly.  ❝ A pity , in truth , ❞ Dyn’lo remarks , ❝ I would think those who had the means to do so would feel the urge to provide for others rather than continue to step over them. ❞  Or upon them , is the unsaid piece.  Still , what would the Dustling know ?  He’s only tasted this richer world a scant few times , perhaps his understanding of it can be considered a bit w a n t i n g .

❝ … Oh ? ❞  This catches his attention , the mentioning of how Ryuto’s parents ultimately passed the verdict on his staying with the family.  Dyn’lo hums in thought , considering something.  ❝ I suppose , then , I shall have to thank them. ❞  Though , there were only so many ways Dyn’lo knew how to show gratitude in a way that m a t t e r s ( after all , would simply thanking them suffice ? he wasn’t entirely sure ) .  ❝ Hm … Perhaps I should make them something as well , when I am done making our own gift. ❞  Thinking aloud , he doesn’t expect Ryuto to regard such an off-handed thing with an answer ( nor does he have to ) .

The response to own question is enough for Dyn’lo to give the other a surprised sort of look , furless brows quirking up slightly and feathers ruffling a bit.  ❝ And it is rather admirable that you should want to do that for him , I believe. ❞  He agrees.  There’s more hanging off the end of that , as if he’s hesitant to add on his piece.  In the end , he refrains from mentioning anything else about the topic ( it’s not exactly one that sits well with him , anyways ) .  ❝ Your family has an investment firm , ❞  Dyn’lo states , chasing one of the tidbits from earlier ; funny how this always happens , he intends to go see to a task but instead winds up sinking wholeheartedly into a conversation with his young master instead.  ❝ And you want to go into medical instead ? ❞  Just as before , merely curious.  He supposes it suits ; Dyn’lo cannot exactly picture Ryuto of all people managing to deal with others the way he says his mother tends to.

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Does Ryuto use social media?

            unprompted asks. » always accepting!

To be honest, it's already canon Ryuto has a Gossiper account (which is basically The Caligula Effect's version of a Twitter account), but it's set to private. Still, considering he often focuses on studying and his schoolwork, I don't imagine he spends a lot of time on social media sites, especially since he likes to use actual books as source material for his essays/assignments rather than the web, but every once in a while, he might watch educational documentaries on video hosting sites like YouTube or Netflix.

anonymous

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ryuto, what do you like in a person? what physical attributes do you find the most attractive? what kind of personality are you drawn to?

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    "That's simple - I like competence in people... and as far as physical attributes are concerned, I do not care one way or another as long as we're compatible. Personality wise, however, she'd have to be a family oriented person that would support me in all my endeavours as well as someone I could hold a stimulating conversation with... but if it's more so in general, I find myself getting along best with rational, straightforward individuals who are open-minded."

anonymous

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she didn't even know why she was doing this in the first place. sure, her mother had reminded her about it before she left the house... & so did koji... & even kobato, but... ugh, okay, it's not like she had forgotten about it. the fact that she had purchased a small strawberry sponge cake shouldn't mean anything. if anyone asked, it was because she felt obligated to it, with his parents knowing hers & blah blah blah. yeah, that would be her excuse.

despite the frown that she sported, hana's cheeks painted a deep shade of pink when she stretched out her arms with the cake nicely encased in a baby blue box with a ribbon on top. sure, she could've picked something less expensive looking... even without the ribbon, but her gift would be a reflection of who she was as a person, & if she wanted to make a good impression, better show how detailed she could be. if only han was here to acknowledge it... no, she didn't want to be seen giving this guy a gift.

"if you don't like it, save your comments." her defensiveness already showing right off the bat. "you can share it with kobato if it's too much. or some of your ' many girlfriends '..." definitely poking on the fact that she highly doubted he had any, despite him telling her he wasn't the loser she thought he was. hana rolled her eyes & crossed her arms underneath her chest once it was finally taken from her grasp.

' happy birthday, ryuto. '

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    "Are you alright, Hana? You seem awfully red!" As Ryuto spoke, faux concern drips from his tone. Naturally, he knew all too well she was probably just doing this out of obligation, yet upon seeing Hana appear so disgruntled while handing him a gift, a shit eating grin would find itself creeping up along her lips... not because he was particularly happy, of course, but because he himself derived enjoyment from her suffering. Why, there was just something so satisfying about seeing her forcing herself to be nice to him when she'd rather simply strangle him to death, it was enough to make his sadism flare up by twice the amount it normally would when around a cute girl he lovingly bullied.

    "Oh no, since it's from my beloved onee-san, I intend on savouring every last bite; besides, I doubt Kobato has enough of a refined palate to enjoy sweets... and what's more, I'm too busy to even have time for a girlfriend," Ryuto assures her. Despite him referring to Hana as his 'beloved onee-san', however, there was no sincerity lacing his tone whatsoever; in fact, it sounded as though he was merely teasing her rather than treating her with any genuine fondness, but regardless, it doesn't take long for him to smugly accept the box from her hands.

    "But thank you. I shall tell your parents all about how much I loved your gift later!"

@mugunghwc