#ofcrossroads

[kyukicho]

@ofcrossroads asked: While Mikuni busies himself in the kitchen, Tsurugi approaches silently from behind. Fingers shaped to guns press into the small of Mikuni's back, "Pay up." Tsurugi chimes. Maybe next time he'll be more elaborate.

Someone sneaking up on him in his own kitchen wasn't really something the Eve feared. If a real threat was in the house, Jeje would have easily detected it. Or been able to deal with it swiftly if not. All assumptions turning instead to his normal housemate, then.

Movements of one hand doesn't stop. Continuing his task of stirring the simmering pot on the stove when needed. The extra appendage at his side offers up a surrender through. Glancing back over that same shoulder at the one holding him at 'finger-point'.

"A stick-up?" He hums in amusement. "I knew this day would come. Curse my flaunted wealth." Could Tsurugi actually pull off robbing him if he really wanted to? Maybe, especially now that Mikuni's own magic was limited. He had always been physically stronger, but was he clever enough? Mikuni didn't really want to consider that seriously.

Setting the pot aside and off the burner Mikuni turned in place. Both arms now raised. "What are your demands? Cash? Jewels? Servitude?" What wouldn't Mikuni be willing to shower him with if 'asked'?

[bakenochi]

She's confused as to why she was referred to as a 'reformed baddie', and what exactly a 'baddie' is.

[electricea]

@braveryhearted sent - @ofcrossroads or @covetcore for the url thing if u r still accepting. ( URL Postivity - Accepting! )

I can do both!

@ofcrossroads - I'm really bad at articulating this but I feel like they put a lot of personality in their muses? Like reading and scrolling through their blogs, I'm genuinely reminded of people I know or have known and I think they have a certain way of writing that really brings their muses to life or makes them feel that much more authentic - I'm bad at describing it, but it's intriguing to read - plus the mun seems pretty chill and funny.

@covetcore - Their blog and their icons have a really beautiful and eye-catching aesthetic - I don't know much about Love and Deepspace as I didn't play it for very long but it's intriguing to see the characters more fleshed out and I'd love to learn more about them through their blog! They also seem incredibly kind and funny.

[galaxythixf]

"An Opportunity!!"

[captivemuses]

"Damn, and I'd have expected Hakkai to look at a girl for .5 seconds before I'd have expected Taiju to do anything for Valentines Day." @ofcrossroads

[braveryhearted]

🍒  + ryusxnka

send  me  🍒  +  a  url  and  i  will  write  some  positivity  for  them.

@ryusxnka

I've just followed them and haven't talked to them much but I wish them the best. I know writing Toshiro from Bleach can be challenging, from my viewpoint anyways, so I'm really glad someone can write him well. In what I have seen so far. Excited to interact with them soon.

@ofcrossroads

[ofcorruptminds]

✏️ (Draken/Mitsuya)

Send in ✏️ and I’ll use this (improved) incorrect quote generator featuring @ofcrossroads

Draken: Hey, wanna help me commit arson? Mitsuya: What the hell!? Draken: Oh, sorry, my bad. Draken, whispering: Wanna help me commit arson? Mitsuya, whispering: Of course. What do you need?

Mitsuya: Ah shit, I forgot. Draken: Forgot what? Mitsuya: How do you expect me to answer that?

Mitsuya: You are, of course, wondering why it is I have brought you here tonight. Draken: Actually, Mitsuya, after all these years, I just sort of go with it.

Draken: What are you eating? Mitsuya: You wouldn't like it, it's really salty. Draken: I like you, don't I?

[deathfavor]

@ofcrossroads said: “Ah… yo! Kazutora!” Chifuyu calls, smiling despite the weird awkward tension he carries. “I know this is gonna sound really sudden, but uh… you’re not still in love with Hanma, are you?”

" Chifuyu! " Kazutora gives a wave as he grabs his drink and walks over, taking a sip. It's hot but he likes these days despite the fact ; when he can stop hiding his tattoo ( as much as could be hidden ) under high-collared shirts and that familiar bell in his ear. It's nice. Maybe he'll go to the beach this evening. That'd be nice. Maybe Chifuyu would want to come. He takes another sip and lifts an eyebrow in a clear go on gesture when the other man says he has a sudden question. That is on brand for him. Not that Kazutora minds; he doesn't. It's even funny sometimes. The awkward tension with Chifuyu seems like it might be heading in that direction. How wrong he was.

The question has him choking on the drink as he swallows wrong, doubling over while he half coughs his lungs out and half gasps for air. Not particularly effective. Not that his body cares. Tears burn his eyes as he struggles to breathe, clearing his throat as he recovers before he slowly straightens and blinks at Chifuyu.

" Fuck, you really weren't kidding about sudden, huh? " He rasps, wiping his eyes and taking another sip to help soothe the irritation in his throat. Hanma. The man wasn't even here and YET he was. He seemed to be a rather sore spot for Chifuyu lately too ever since that one day. Kazutora grabs the straw in his drink and idly stabs it into the ice while he works his lip between his teeth. Still in love. " I don't- think I have ever said I loved him at any point. " Kazutora frowns, brows drawn together in thought.

Had he been in love? He'd wanted Hanma's approval, yearned and clawed to be praised and cherished and valued. He relished in being at his side, had let the older teen close to him at a speed only Baji could best. He'd liked seeing the other sides that the reaper had which other people didn't get to see. Had valued it when the reaper was there when no one else was and did things for him and spend time with him. Liked that Hanma didn't give a shit, didn't judge him - with Hanma, Kazutora could freely be everything he was scared of anyone else seeing. He could be as messy and volatile as he wanted and Hanma would never flinch, he'd just let him do his thing or praise him. And he could be nice, could soothe his pain when he wanted to sob or-

That's the problem with Hanma. He makes Kazutora want to let everything out and not give a damn about the future even if just for one night. He makes him want to shred all his hard work and throw away all his own rules. He's adrenaline and danger, a dose of excitement right into the veins. He makes Kazutora miss things he shouldn't want and guilt always comes back because this should be ENOUGH. This life that is nicer than anything he deserves with a good job and a friend. And yet...

" I mean. If it's not love, can't be still right? " Kazutora stabs the ice in his drink again with a slightly tense laugh. He's terrible, isn't he? Gold eyes lift to look at Chifuyu, and takes a sip to buy himself a few more seconds. Because now there's thoughts in his head and he doesn't know what to do about them. If Hanma called right now - " Why? " He asks, and his stomach feels like its full of ice. He cants his head, trying desperately for something casual. " If this is your REALLY awkward way to find out if I'm dating anyone or something and you were just guessing Hanma, I'm not dating anyone. I just do the occasional hook-ups, you know? " He rambles because he doesn't know what else to do and immediately regrets the words because somehow that just makes this sound worse. Specifically when Hanma seemed to be the subject of the conversation. Fuck. Maybe he's just overthinking that. " Um. " He blanks, staring at Chifuyu. " I definitely wasn't expecting that sort of question. Did...he do something to bring this up? " All Kazutora knows is Chifuyu bringing up Hanma is bad so this is probably bad. " Or was that just...a badly phrased question? "

[wonderdxeamland]

@ofcrossroads has asked; send (nourish) for sender's muse to set food down in front of receiver's muse, because they haven't eaten in hours || Umemiya for Sakura

for muses who don’t understand the meaning of the phrase ’ take a break ’ … sentence starters || Accepting

Heterochromatic eyes glance at the food that Umemiya set down in front of him, frowning as he glanced back up at his senior. He wasn't really hungry, hadn't been ever since he ate breakfast at Pathos that Kotoha had made for him - which had been hours ago, now that he realized, what with it being after school.

"..'m not hungry." He sulked, ignoring the food and also ignoring the voice in his head that suspiciously sounded like Sugishita raging at him for not taking what Umemiya offered.

[museguided]

@ofcrossroads | from here

Next time, he's just going to bite her. Try to interpret that.

[kyukicho]

@ofcrossroads

We used to share our meals together.

But that was never completely accurate. It was the time that was shared. The meals themselves were always so different even when there were similarities. The glasses, the drinks, the formality, or lack thereof. Mikuni could have made an expensive feast, but Tsurugi wouldn't match. Yet the scent of good food was universal. Simple could be flavorful.

It's a scent just like that which fills the dim room. The room, normally just a library of sorts at the back of the shop, has had all its usual furniture moved to the sides. But it's no fancy table that fills the space, but a large plush blanket. Light not coming from some elaborate candelabra, but plain battery powered lantern. Normal glass cups with rather ordinary plum wine.

The food itself is a small mixture of items. Common homemade dishes, dressed in uncommon ways. Everything down to the local milk chocolate strawberries, sprinkled with flecks of gold leaf. Even Mikuni himself is dressed pretty casually, comfortable everyday fabrics with added signature plaits in his hair and pricy accessories.

Everything in the presentation a mix of them. Two sides of the same coin, laid in a single plane. And it's on his knee, he'll present unwilting black silk rose.

Finally, we'll start to share our meals together.

[starjynx]

@ofcrossroads do I see idol!Chifuyu talk? Hm? 👀 I've been mulling over an idol verse for Akkun with the Mizo Middle squad, pfft.

[hexvitya]

@ofcrossroads jayce sent in from this meme: "I had a nightmare that you left me."

He carefully bumps his shoulder into the other offering a small smile. "Then it's good that it was just a nightmare."

He then turns his attention to the chalkboard Jayce was currently writing on. "Are you going to sign the bottom of this as well?" There is a light joke between them one Viktor often uses just to get Jayce to at least smile. "Joking aside, thank you for taking care of me when I fail to do. I know I don't make it easy for you."

[bakenochi]

Confined and Convicted Starters || @ofcrossroads (Monoma) “The amount of skills that translate into doing something illegal is quite astonishing.”

"Well, most things are capable of being deemed illegal, if you do them even slightly wrong." She tilted her head back, looking up at Monoma from her place on one of the lounge couches. "I know a guy that had to get a license just to use his Quirk in his restaurant that he owned."

"Has Monoma-san come to ask the former Villain about illegal things?" Himiko teased.

[galaxythixf]

@ofcrossroads said: Hands firmly planted on her hips, Aira stares authoritatively across from Ken. One hand sharply points forward toward the other, and her brows furrow. "When are you going to take responsibility for this?!" Her other hand gestures towards her 'wounded' heart.

Frames are adjusted indicative of his nervous habit, staring blankly at Aira as she parades around as per usual, not entirely fazed by her performance until the very question is posed to him. He blinks, following her finger with very little thought as to what she could possibly be talking about. " … Your blouse?" He questions, unsure of what she actually means. He hadn't done anything to her clothes? What was he taking responsibility for?

[captivemuses]

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