#open starter: yua

[bendingmuses]

Open: Yua

"Is it stereotypical that fire lilies are my favorite flower?"

[hatakefamily]

“Patience is a virtue,” Yua mused, laying her sword across her lap as she stared out at the horizon. “But sometimes the reward you receive is simply not worth it.”

[kindcstguardian]

   “ I think it’s very brave and sexy of me when I am awake for three days and I want to play a new game but then proceed not to pay attention to anything and then, after a good sleep of we don’t discuss for how long I was out, open the game without recalling anything about it but playing anyway ”.

[burnxngslash]

Love languages starters // Open // @illuminaryxmuses​​

📲 - my muse sending an unexpected text (Akira and Misa)

The night was a calm one, and Akira was out on another one of his ‘missions’ to make the world a much better place. There has been an increase in drug abuse regarding young teens and other college students which meant their suppliers might have been just another teen or really young adult. “There she is.. That’s Yua.” Spoke Akira’s cat as it pops its head out of his bag. Their target was a young woman, probably early 20s and sporting blond hair with red highlights which made her exceptionally easy to spot in a crowd. Judging from the information he’s managed to steal from the police, majority of the stories from those caught with drugs involved a young woman fitting this very description, now it was up to Akira to follow her and see what he could learn.

He stayed a great distance away, on the other side of the road even, his eyes focused on his phone as his cat focused on the woman. Watching her every move and reporting back to Akira who only seemed to be texting. It was an ingenious way to gather info and ‘tail’ someone, Morgana can be his eyes and he simply needed to move once the cat gave him a signal. The woman began looking around before taking a step away making her way towards the public park. “She’s on the move, close enough to the public park from the looks of it.” Spoke Morgana as anyone else would simply hear nothing but a few mews here and there.

Akira’s feet propels him forward in a slow paced walk, hands dug into his pocket, though still holding his phone as he follows her. Keeping a good distance behind her. But, something happened that forced Akira to hide behind a wall, it was the sound of his cell phone beeping quite loud in his pocket. The woman and a few others heard the sound and turned to investigate but no one could see the source of the sound. Upon taking the phone out of his pockets his eyes viewed the notification and saw that it’s Misa sending him a photo file with her text. Saying she misses him and the photo..well whilst it wasn’t explicit it did have so much taste to it that it painted the young man’s face crimson for a moment.

“Morgana, I’m going to need you to be my eyes for a while.” He spoke towards his cat that hops out of his bag and maneuvers itself along the walls until arriving on the rooftop to survey the area. He spots the woman in question that entered a restaurant across the street, and Akira begins to reply to the message. 

Akira -- Misa : “ I miss you too, but I’m kind of tied up right now. Give me an hour. ” Send.

[findingarcadia]

Made For Him

https://archiveofourown.org/works/26818468/chapters/65965942

Chapter 3 : Restless

Following Shouta’s departure and my calling out the eavesdropping children that were my family and friends, I set about making the rest of this day as normal as possible. Turning away from the people slowly trickling out of the surrounding forests, I took a deep breath.

“Mongrels, really Izuku?” a familiar voice washed over me. The words were issued from directly behind my left shoulder. Vaguely my brain thought how creepy it is that most of the time everyone around me was relatively silent when they crept close by or lingered around. There were times they were so stealthy that I had no idea they were around. Frustratingly stealthy. Mysteriously so.

I whirled around to face the one boy who I had known since day one of being adopted. He was my first friend when Aizawa brought me home. Shoto Todoroki. “Yes, you all scatter when the going gets tough, like puppies. Besides it was the first word that came to mind.” I said sheepishly as I scratch the back of my neck.

“You realize, you called us dogs.”

“You realize, you and everyone else ran with your tails between your legs when Aizawa ran upon us.” I whined. As my best friend, Shoto was morally obligated to listen to me whine. His laughter rang out and I couldn’t help but crack a smile.

“I guess we are dogs, we did come back though.” He chuckled as he gestured to the others that had wandered out of the woods. I rolled my eyes and began to leave our current spot. “Come on Izu, let’s head back to the house.”

Back to the house, he says.

Pouting, I stopped in my tracks, letting my toes scrunch into the grass. “Is this the curfew thing?” My eyes slid toward my best friend. I wanted time to be outside, I wanted to run and be free. The urge so strong it made my skin itch. It was something I had wondered about since becoming a part of this family. It was one of the many things that remained a mystery to me though, due to Shouta Aizawa never answering my questions.

“I want to stay outside. I don’t care when curfew is…” I was taking full advantage of the best friend obligation and whining till my heart was content.

Shoto didn’t bother to expend the energy by disputing my words or acknowledging my whine in any way. He just shouldered up to me with a small smile and steered me toward the direction of the many houses on our land, silently waiting for my ranting to subside.

“You do realize if Aizawa is serious about having someone on Izuku duty, it will be most likely be me and my family.” He stated softly, ending my rant of having a curfew and a ‘babysitter’. My eyes locked onto him, wide with shock.

“You…” my mouth gaped like a fish struggling for air. “No way…” Shoto had already begun our journey back, the others have long gone to escape my verbal rampage. Shaking my head, I groaned out of frustration.

Shoto sighed. “When Aizawa tells you to do something, you kinda obey.” His hand on my shoulder was comforting, but it did nothing to quell my frustrations. “You know it helps that the babysitter is me. Best friend and all. Anyone else and it would have been more difficult.”

At that moment I reached over and smacked him.

Shoto just smiled at me. He was my best friend, my partner in crime. He was absolutely not my keeper. I was not going to put up with this from Aizawa. The man was playing games, games that if I tried hard enough, I could win. Ok probably not but who am I kidding, I wanted to be strong and that meant not taking this crap for starters. For crying out loud the man was using my best friend to keep me in line.

Insert four-letter word here.

“Have I mentioned, I hate you today?”

“Not today, but you’ll get over it, princess.” Shoto said as he steered me closer toward the house. Familiar laughter echoed around the yard and my eyes caught the figures of long-time friends of this family, of those that were of this family, all blending in the yards. Playing and laughing and just having a good time.

“Fine, if this has to happen at least it’s you.” I said. Shoto was just looking out for me, he did not entirely deserve my frustration.

A moment ticked by, and Shoto managed to maintain his serious expression. “Indeed.”

Before we neared the front porch of Yua’s house, Shoto stopped his arm around my shoulders. “Any idea why Aizawa is being so….extra?” My voice was soft as I spoke.

Shoto lifted an eyebrow and smirked, on the verge of laughter. “You’re lucky he’s let you live past childhood.” He let a chuckle slip past his lips as we moved toward the porch. “I can’t imagine anyone else talking about Aizawa like that.”

There was a pause where for a moment the crunch of grass just beyond us could be heard, and the birds' midday songs were dimming down.

“Nevermind, you’d be the only one to talk like that about anyone…”

“Todoroki!” I growled and rolled my eyes, pulling away from his hold to stomp my way to the porch and climb into my favorite egg chair.

Feigning hurt, with a hand delicately and dramatically placed against his chest, Shoto spoke. “And we resort to last names. I’m crushed Midoriya.”

“Knock it off, drama queen.” I mumbled as I draped myself with the gray throw blanket that was on the chair. This blanket had been through many nights of laughter and sadness and right now it was helping me through frustrations of feeling trapped.

Out of all of my friends and family that were in the same age group as myself, Shoto was the tallest, the strongest, and most likely the next person to become a leader of sorts when it comes to this family. God, it sounds like the mafia. Are we the mafia? Nah…

Rolling my eyes as Shoto sauntered over to my spot and planted himself just in front of my chair, I was brought back to when he and I first met. Almost everyone overlooked me, the tiny shell-shocked boy with dark hair, but Shoto declared he adored me from the moment he’d set his heterochromatic eyes on me, shivering in Aizawa’s arms, blood-splattered and wild-eyed. I can remember that day clearly but everything else before that seems fuzzy. Shoto and I, we became inseparable, it was to Shoto that I finally opened up and spoke to for the first time. It was with Shoto that I became sassy and mischievous. It was always Shoto.

Now Aizawa has given me to him as a charge. A burden to keep an eye on.

“I hate this.” I blurted out as I shuffled into my blanket a little deeper, leaving my hand out to lightly touch the dual hair adorning my best friend’s head.

“I know you do. You’re a free spirit, but I can’t have you being in any danger or getting into too much trouble.” It took me a moment to notice that Shoto had changed his voice and was trying to impersonate my adoptive father. The impression was downright hilarious.

“You’re as stubborn as a mule, you know that Izuku.” He continued as I let my finger lightly brush his dual-colored hair, the colors constantly reminding me of a candy cane.

I let the laughter bubble up and spill over finally. “Fine, fine. You win. Happy now?”

“Ecstatic.”

I bite back my giggles and continued to brush through his hair. “My point…” he shuddered and held back laughter making me pause. “My point, Shoto – I wish-you-had-a-middle-name Todoroki, is that if Aizawa has you and your family on Izuku duty – then there is something going on.”

A pause in breathing was my response.

“Just leave it alone, Izuku.” Shoto’s voice was soft but that underlying serious tone was not missed and it made me even more curious as to what exactly my family was. The whole response itself made me realize that Shoto knew something I didn’t. And Aizawa was making sure, somehow, that he would not tell me.

“Todoroki!”

“Midoriya.”

I was running low on the comebacks. I needed new material to work with. “You suck.”

[madeimpact]

Aki tags!

❛ IC: aki. ❛ MUSINGS: aki. ❛ HEADCANON: aki. ❛ AESTHETIC: aki. ❛ META: aki. ❛ IMAGES: aki. ❛ RELATIONS: aki. ❛ OPEN: aki. ❛ CLOSED: aki. ❛ INBOX: aki. ❛ DASH GAMES: aki. ❛ STARTER CALL: aki. ❛ DRABBLES: aki. ❛ MUSIC: aki. ❛ VERSE: aki ; main. ❛ VERSE: aki ; post yua. ❛ VERSE: aki ; pre contract. ❛ VERSE: aki ; pokemon.

[airbookworm]

Pain Angst Starter Ask: #28 Your muse (Yua) gets abducted and mine finds them

Jinora was beginning to regret telling General Iroh that she would be fine on her own. Something about this place made her hesitant, and she didn’t think it was the maze of storage units and warehouses she was currently getting lost in winding her way through.

She had been between check-ins in the Fire Nation when a messenger had caught up with her, urgently requesting her presence back at the palace. Upon her arrival she had been ushered into a meeting that was well underway. Lord Zuko and Fire Lord Izumi were both present, though it was the Crown Prince, United Forces General Iroh, who was leading the meeting. Everyone else in the room appeared to be a member of the Royal Guard and within a few moments, the reason for the meeting was clear; Princess Yua had been taken.

General Iroh had devised a plan of search and rescue, splitting everyone in the room into groups and assigning them locations, based off of where his sister was last seen and places she frequented. Jinora had offered to try and track Yua by her energy; she doubted she’d be able to find the exact location, because she wasn’t very familiar with Yua’s own energy, but if she could spend a minute with the three Royals currently in the room, perhaps she’d have some luck.

Lucky indeed; Jinora had managed to fore a vague connection with the princess, but could only report that she wasn’t far from the coast, was in some kind of structure, and surrounded by metal. Iroh made the connection to shipping yards, and the guards were split into groups to check out different shipping yards where his sister could potentially be. Fire Lord Izumi was reluctantly going to stay at the palace under heavy guard, while Lord Zuko and General Iroh were both going to take several guards and check out a few of the more likely shipping yards. There weren’t enough guards at the time to spare for another unit, so Jinora had volunteered to check out the less likely locations on her own; once there, she could do a quick sweep of the places and rule them out before rejoining one of the larger groups. As a master of her element, and with her natural spirit talent, the teen was more than capable of going on her own, and it would be faster.

Then she got to the second location was able to actually lock on to Yua’s energy signature; the princess was definitely here, as were a number of people that Jinora doubted were actual shipyard employees. Unwilling to take the time to send a spiritual message to Iroh, or to find Yua’s exact location, and risk her own capture or Yua’s further endangerment, led to the decision to sneak in. A decision she was currently regretting because wow, this place is bigger than it looks.

Slipping through an open window at the top of one of the warehouses, Jinora crouched behind some boxes on the upper level. She could hear talking near the warehouse entrance, perhaps two or three people were standing guard. Focusing her mind for a moment, Jinora reached out for Yua’s energy, surprised when she found it much closer than before. Almost directly below her. Peeking around the corner to make sure she wouldn’t be seen, Jinora maneuvered her way down to the ground level, dropping silently besides an unconscious Yua. Noting the metal cables around her wrists and ankles, ‘A firebender would burn themselves before they’d be able to break those,’ Jinora put a gentle hand over Yua’s mouth before shaking her shoulder as she whispered “Yua, wake up! It’s Jinora, I’m here to help, don’t freak out. Yua!”

[tsuki-sennin]

Aight so (excuse any ramblings or mistakes, im kinda delirious rn)

-Saber's suits are great, and the gimmick is perfect. I especially like the idea of popping in a book and just getting right into it with the sword. Kinda reminds me of Blade. Intentional?

-Okay, isekai, sure. It's one of the biggest moneymaker genres in Japan rn, so I can see why Toei would build a story about fairy tales and magic with it for maximum profit. Hell, I was planning a Zelda crossover with a similar premise and gimmick a while before I saw the Saber trademarks and now i have to shelf it thank you for that Toei. I hope it avoids falling into too many trappings of the genre, or at the very least make these characters fun and likable enough to justify watching 50 episodes.

-The head writer of Ghost returns! I sure hope he'll do a good job again.

-There's a lotta riders starting off this time around. Apparently none of the starters are female, which after watching Yua Yaiba for the past several months, kinda bums me out. I'm worried it'll take the Hibiki route and end up throwing more characters in with little justification outside of merchandising.

Disney has a bit of a murderous merchandising stranglehold on many European fairy tales about women that'd make selling interpretations a nightmare outside of dealing with the ghost of Gunther Lessing, but I hope Toei can make up the difference with Guinevere, Little Red Riding Hood, Hippolyta, Alice, Baba Yaga, Odette, the works of H.C. Andersen, Kaguya-hime... thst last one's not European, but you get my point, and also she's one of my favorite mythological figures don't @ me

-Bruh, why are there so many Saber opening edits, and why do they all pick songs that slap?

[bendingmuses]

Open: Yua

“I’m not that intimidating, am I?”

[polar-stars]

(Lea’s) Shokugeki Next Gen - Masterpost Version 2

I’m bored and achieved nothing today, I need to do at least one productive thing

A quick run-down of my Next Gen kids, because why not? If anyone asks me about them I can point to it ;w; It won’t be the most informative post ever but it’s really just a simple introduction. In case it sparks your interest, feel free to inquire about these kids.

I also have a tag on my blog that’s dedicated to them -> https://polar-stars.tumblr.com/tagged/Shokugeki-no-Kimiko-Stuffz

As well as an entire fanfic, which is still in the starters (It will be long. Be very afraid honestly, because I, for the most part, have no idea what I am doing) -> https://www.fanfiction.net/s/11912834/1/Shokugeki-no-Kimiko

Also: There might be some unusual ships in here. I’m sorry if your fave ship doesn’t happen to be included. It really comes down to personal preference ovo;; But please be respecting! I am as well. 

Anyways, let’s get into this:

115th Generation (the Prime-Focus)

Kimiko Yukihira

DoB: 27th of June I Daughter of Soma Yukihira and Erina Nakiri | Loves Playing Cards & Grocery Shopping | Dislikes Materialism & Being Called “Kimiko-Sama”

An friendly and optimistic young aspiring chef entering Totsuki as a transfer student in her first year of highschool. Was taught the so-called Yukihira-Style and is therefore known for her creativity. Greatest aim is to create a dish in which her mom can find no fault in. 

Hiroshi Aldini-Tadokoro

DoB: 25th of May I Son of Isami Aldini and Megumi Tadokoro | Loves Plushies & Fishing | Dislikes Cigarette Smoke & Dark Humor

A shy but practically angelic guy from Tohoku. Looks out for others a lot, which also shows in his cooking. Very well-versed in both Japanese cooking as well as Italian cooking. Often falls into the shadow of his much bolder cousin, but doesn’t make any attempts to get out of said shadow.

Kaori Hayama

DoB: 17th of February I Daughter of Akira Hayama and Hisako Arato | Loves Gardening & Pastel Colors | Dislikes Mess & Snails

The current valedictorian of the 115th Generation, who more than often gets a sort of nobility attributed to her by the rest of the students. Known as the “Gatekeeper to the Fountain of Eternal Youth” or “Youth Preserver” for short, as her medicinal cooking is famous for energizing it’s customers. Has her goal firmly set on the top of Totsuki and has no interest in socializing whatsoever.

Mika Aldini

DoB: 9th of August I Daughter of Takumi Aldini and Ikumi Mito | Loves Dancing & Romance Movies | Dislikes Rain & Gardening

A fiery, bold girl from Tuscany, who appeared in Totsuki as a transfer student in her second year of middle school. Specialised in Italian Food as well as the usage of Meat. Up to any kind off challenge thrown her way.

Lola Nakiri

DoB: 17th of November I Daughter of Ryo Kurokiba and Alice Nakiri | Loves  Limousines & Heavy Metal | Dislikes The Color Pink & Being Bored

The daughter of the headmistress who’s certain she can do whatever she wants. Well-versed in the usage of Seafood and utilization of Molecular Gastronomy, but known for putting more focus on the Seafood-aspect of her dishes. Teases everyone and anyone with no mercy.

Mona Nakiri

DoB: 17th of November I Daughter of Ryo Kurokiba and Alice Nakiri | Loves  Techno Music & RomComs | Dislikes Hot Weather & Rap/HipHop

The other daughter of the headmistress who’s much more quieter and reserved than her twin-sister. Known for making use of seafood fairly well, but her true passion lies in Molecular Gastronomy. Just wants friends but is actually very socially awkward.

Takayuki Hojo

DoB: 6th of September I Son of Terunori Kuga and Miyoko Hojo | Loves Fireworks & Pudding | Dislikes Operas & Complete Silence

The grouchy, easy-to-trigger little brother of the president of the Chinese RS. Being part of the RS himself, Takayuki also specializes in Chinese cuisine mainly having his focus on Sichuan Food. Absolutely hates commentary on his shortness. 

Kazuo Mimasaka

DoB: 9th of March I Son of Subaru Mimasaka and Nao Sadatsuka | Loves Every Romance Cliche Out There & His Camera  | Dislikes Mika’s Fanclub & Aggressive Dogs Barking

A very eccentric member of the 115th Generation who easily scares people with his mere presence. Truth be told, he’s completely harmless. Traces other people’s work but adds his personal spin on it by working in foul-smelling ingredients. Has a massive crush on Mika Aldini and is a hopeless romantic. 

Yasu Ibusaki

DoB: 2nd of March I Son of Shun Ibusaki and Ryoko Sakaki | Loves Forest Walks & Adzuki Bean Paste | Dislikes Gossiping & Tight Clothes

A peaceful and friendly young man, whose gentleness often gives off a big-brother-vibe to many. Knows a lot about Fermenting and produces his own Sake, I mean Rice Juice. His true passion is in the art of smoking however. Much more competitive than he lets on. 

Chieko Marui

DoB: 5th of December I Daughter of Zenji Marui and Yuki Yoshino | Loves  Chess & Matcha | Dislikes Metal Music & Irresponsibility

A highly intelligent girl and the ace of the Enomoto-Seminar that focuses on literacy-research about cooking. Incorporates said research excellently into her dishes while additionally having a talent for Wild Game, even taking interest in breeding. Known fairly well for loud complains and long rants, usually referring to her dormmates. 

Hideyoshi Kawashima

DoB: 19th of August I Son of Shoji Sato and Urara Kawashima | Loves Himself & Parties (in Chieko’s room)  | Dislikes Broken Mirrors & Studying

The overly arrogant emcee who’s known to host a bunch of events on Totsuki. Through and through an attention-whore who does has a fair share of admires though, being honest. Spends all of this time where he is not loudly praising himself with bickering either with Daisuke or Chieko.

Daisuke Aoki

DoB: 26th of October I Son of Daigo Aoki and Yua Sasaki | Loves Retro Stuff (mostly 70s and 80s) & His Guitar  | Dislikes Horror Movies & Dangerous Animals

A soft-spoken and shy emcee who hosts Shokugekis and other sort off events on Totsuki. Much more friendly than his childhood-friend Hideyoshi, but overlooked regardless most of the time. Bickers a ton with Hideyoshi.

Emi Kusunoki

DoB: 25th of July I Daughter of Rentaro Kusunoki & Mea Yanai | Loves Saunas & The Smell of Gasoline  | Dislikes Still Being Without a Boyfriend & Libraries

An often brash young girl who’s also known as the major Gossip Girl on Totsuki, that loves to hear and share all kinds of rumors around. Specializes in Heating. Wishes for a boyfriend with a motorcycle.

Itsuki Kumai

DoB: 10th of March I Son of Shigemichi Kumai and Rui Kofuru | Loves Self-Deprecative Humor & Edgy Rock Bands  | Dislikes Colorful Clothes & Phone Ringing

Very silent but also awfully pessimistic. Itsuki has a large talents with vegetables and herbs, as he tries to cook as vegetarian as Totsuki’s tasks allow him to. Additionally he has large knowledge around the cuisine of North-Africa. Forgot how to smile long ago. 

114th Generation (The 2nd Years who constantly argue for the most part)

Hiraku Yukihira

DoB: 13th of April I Son of Soma Yukihira and Erina Nakiri | Loves All Thing Decadent & Squid | Dislikes Laundry & Elite 10 Paperwork

Ever since entering Totsuki as a transfer student a year ago, Hiraku quickly worked himself upwards as one of the most, if not the most, admired chef of the school. His sensitive sense of taste, the so-called “Tongue Blessed by Angels” or “Holy Tongue” for short gives him a great advantage at cooking. He’s awfully unorganized however and much of a dense airhead.

Akio Hayama

DoB: 26th of February I Son of Akira Hayama and Hisako Arato | Loves Clipboards & Traveling to the Middle East  | Dislikes Stains & Organizing Hiraku’s Fanmail

Hiraku’s loyal and diligent secretary, who does not seem to mind just how chaotic Hiraku can be sometimes. Inherited his father’s sense of smell and is therefore outstandingly talented in the usage of spices and creating fragrant dishes. Very friendly but also easily nervous. 

Suzume Hojo

DoB: 11th of April I Daughter of Terunori Kuga and Miyoko Hojo | Loves  Memes & Fans | Dislikes Sitting Still & Sexism

The bouncy, energetic president of the Chinese RS. Therefore of course specializes in Chinese Cuisine. Much of a laid-back jokester but does look out for the younger students and takes certain matters fairly serious. Shouldn’t be underestimated. 

Shigeo Eizan

DoB: 29th of November I Son of Etsuya Eizan and Nene Kinokuni | Loves His Smartphone & Jazz Music | Dislikes Slow or No Internet & Suzume’s Jokes

A materialistic, cold-hearted young man who’s already involved in consulting-work despite the young age. His cooking relies on his intensive knowledge on the chemical components in his ingredients and how to utilize them. Is incredibly intelligent and fairly good at tricking people into trusting him. 

Ai Kabutoyama

DoB: 25th of January | Daughter of Tetsuji Kabutoyama | Loves Violin Music & Butterflies | Dislikes Loud Noises & Movies Without A Happy Ending

A very silent and distant young girl, who barely ever talks to anyone but wears an almost constant miserable expression. Specialized in utilizing Skewers. Friendly but insanely Short-Cut whenever she does speak.

Beatrice Shiratsu 

DoB: 9th of July I Daughter of Julio Shiratsu | Loves Posing & Making Lists | Dislikes Video Games & Bad DJs

A girl that can often be rather extravagant but all-things-considered she’s very open and rather sweet. Specializes in Italian Cuisine. Loves partying and is very occupied with savoring the life of a teenager as long as she can.

113th Generation (The Third Years, where most of the classmates have been removed already)

Noboru Shinomiya

DoB: 29th of April I Son of Kojiro Shinomiya and Hinako Inui | Loves Painting Landscapes & Autumn | Dislikes Unreliableness & Getting Bothered on his Day-Offs

Noboru is a serious young man who values organization, structure and a good environment. Gets easily annoyed when such things are not provided. Shows great talent in both Japanese cuisine and French cuisine and feels greatly torn between the two. Wants relaxation. 

Kiyoko Saito

DoB: 21st of February I Daughter of Somei Saito and Momo Akanegakubo | Loves Shopping & Kimonos | Dislikes Untidiness & Disrespect from younger Students

Kiyoko is a proper but spoiled young lady who’s friendly as long as she receives the respect she thinks she deserves. She’s specialized in Japanese Sweets, but does know how to make Western desserts as well plus Sushi of course. Very fashionable and has a booming Instagram. 

Masashi Eizan

DoB: 13th of May I Son of Etsuya Eizan and Nene Kinokuni | Loves Classical Japanese Music & Kiyoko’s Daifuku | Dislikes Everything He Considers Indecent & Being told to rely too much on his Father and his little Brother Shigeo

Masashi is overly serious and strongly values rules and customs. Considers himself superior than practically everyone on Totsuki, save for Noboru and Kiyoko. Specializes in Traditional Japanese Cuisine and is known for an extraordinary talent with Soba. Has a very short temper. 

Ran Mimasaka

DoB: 1st of June I Daughter of Subaru Mimasaka | Loves Her Motorcycle & Her Laptop | Dislikes Bullying & Not Being Active For Too Long

Ran is a calm, friendly girl but also slightly witty young woman. She utilizes foul-smelling ingredients for her dishes. Ran is also often perceived to be the “most normal” one of the Mimasaka-sibling. In actuality, she’s excellent at fishing and gaining information and is incredibly informed about basically every person walking Totsuki. 

116th (The 3rd Years of Middle School)

Moe Saito

DoB: 20th of December I Daughter of Somei Saito and Momo Akanegakubo | Loves Balletts & Bears (primarily Pandas) | Dislikes People She Doesn't Know Touching Her Ribbon & Ripped Jeans

Moe is very stoic and barely ever truly emotes. Should she ever actually smile, its a sign of her being beyond happy. She’s a Sushi-Chef whose main gimmick it is to make the Sushi as cute as possible. Also has a great talent for Bentos and while it’s not her main focus, she does know how to make desserts. Speaks dryly but also very bluntly. 

118th (The 1st Years of Middle School)

Kei Eizan

DoB: 5th of July I Son of Etsuya Eizan & Nene Kinokuni | Loves Video Games & Tigers | Dislikes Ties & The Scent of Coffee 

Kei often has troubles with making a good first impressions as he’s rather grouchy or even aggressive at points and also makes usage of a very foul language. Not to mention the reputation attached to his surname. He does have a good heart however and an actual sense for justice, which shows in his friendship with the frequently bullied Ayano Mimasaka who he befriends and would protect at all costs. 

Ayano Mimasaka

DoB: 30th of October I Daughter of Subaru Mimasaka & Nao Sadatsuka | Loves Lewis Carroll’s “Alice In Wonderland” & Sewing | Dislikes People Pulling her Braids & Physics Class

Ayano is a fairly eccentric but innocent, little girl who just happens to have a number of a bit more outlandish interests as well as a creepy laugh and the tendency to pop out of nowhere. She got heavily bullied in her life already just because many consider her weird and scary. 

Not on Totsuki (because they’re too young yet)

Nino and Maja Aldini-Tadokoro (Twin-children of Isami and Megumi, little siblings of Hiroshi, Future part of the 119th Generation)

Takahiro Marui (Son of Zenji and Yuki, little brother of Chieko, Future part of the 119th Generation)

Kasumi Ibusaki (Daughter of Shun and Ryoko, little sister of Yasu, Future part of the 120th Generation)

Yoshiko Saito (Daughter of Somei and Momo, little sister of Kiyoko and Moe, Future part of the 120th Generation)

Not on Totsuki (for reasons I can’t get into now because it would be Spoilers for the Fanfic)

Yuu Tsukasa (left), Shouhei Tsukasa (right) and Tsubame Tsukasa (middle) - Children of Eishi Tsukasa and Rindou Kobayashi

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Thank you for listening ;w; !

It’s still not complete...haha but we’re getting somewhere

[barewiings]

‘ you’re always welcome here. ’

( love starters; not accepting! )

“thanks, yua.” it really meant a lot to know that she had a space opened to her when things got a little difficult. it was nice to live alone in a dorm room, but it was easy to get lonely when she was cooped up for too long. there were many faces walking around campus, but she couldn’t just talk to them like how she talked to yua. there was no meaning or comfort behind small talk with strangers or people she was just acquainted with, so it was indeed a real pleasure to be able to stay with yua for a little bit just to recharge and relax. “i really don’t know what i’d do without you. i say that a lot, but i really mean it.” 

[aeviterncl]

OPEN STARTER

She had no idea how long she had been wandering these lands. It seemed like time kept on moving forward and yet the doll was no closer to her goal than before. None of these humans had an inkling of the same demeanor as her creator. None of them resonated with her at all. Maybe it was the low percentage of magical persons in this world, but even amongst the rural towns with magical cultures did she fail to find someone who would adopt her.

Should she have disobeyed and followed her master into the afterlife? Yua was beginning to wonder if that was a better option. As she was lost in thought, she hadn’t realized she had bumped someone on the shoulder, not flinching a bit as she made a few more steps forward. It was only until she processed the sound of someone having fallen onto the ground that the doll turned to even acknowledge the person she had run into.

Ah, she... Sumiko would say to help them. She said that was what a ‘good daughter’ would do. Even after her death, Yua would still commit to this role she had taken upon to enact to perfection. Showing this form of kindness was part of that image she had to display. Even if her ‘mother’ was no longer here, it was best to continue using this persona to have a chance at connecting with someone new. It wasn’t easy to connect with others as a husk of human being after all. Some semblance of a personality was necessary.

Yua crouched down to her knees, not caring that her ornately designed skirt was touching the pavement. She assessed the other for a moment before stretching out her hand as an offer to help them up from the ground, ❝ I suppose I am sorry, ❞ she spoke, clearly unsure of how to string the words together into a sentence that conveyed what emotional nuance she needed to show, ❝ I can help you up. ❞

[kindcstguardian]

   “ I was trying to read this new manga that’s updating but... The characters gave me too much second-hand embarrassment so I need a moment. I might go for a walk ”. 

[jihoonfmd-archived]

closed starter ➝ @fmdsian

     Jihoon wasn’t one to spill his guts. He happily welcomed people coming to him and telling them all about their problems, but him going to other people and spilling all his dark secrets? He could never do that. Or at least he thought that he wouldn’t be able to. Until now. His secret had been burning a hole in the pit of his stomach. He’d been hiding it for so long that it was beginning to physically become uncomfortable for him to hold it in. The nightmares getting worse, the daydreams were getting worse. Maybe talking about it would make things better? 

     Which was how he found himself outside of Siyoung’s apartment. The two of them, although most people wouldn’t know, were surprisingly close because of Sian’s relationship with his older sister. He was the older brother that his actual older brother never was, which was why he had decided to go to him before going to anyone else. He’d knocked on the door as soon as he arrived, and didn’t have to wait too long before it was opened. He ducked his head down, to avoid bumping it against the doorframe, and stepped inside. “Hello, hyung,” he greeted, before pacing back and forth in his living room. 

     “I really need to talk to somebody and I didn’t want to go to anyone else before coming to you,” he started off, his eyes staying on the ground as he continued pacing. “When I tell you, you have to promise me that you won’ t tell anyone else, okay? That this will just stay between the two of us. Nobody can know. Not Yua, not Jisoo, not Jia. Especially not Jia. Promise? Please.”

[werekxnglives]

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@petiteamores liked X for a starter!

“Rég, we’re home!” A new voiced called out into the Abernathy house. “Phobos Ares, really…” another scolded the other. “What?! You always tell me to announce myself so as to not spook him since he could be making dinner!” Phobos pouted as they entered the kitchen. 

Only to their surprise, they saw a new female.  With Maddie’s scent all over her. 

“Oh?” both said in unison.  “Could you be-? Deimos started. “Maddie’s wife?” Phobos finished.

            Yua jumped when the door to the kitchen suddenly opened, followed by loud voiced, splashing a little bit of hot water on her arm, but nothing serious. Turning face them, head tipped to the side as she stared at them. They had to be twins…

            “I am her wife. Who are you?”

“Well, a belated congratulations!” Deimos said as Phobos nodded. “Aaaah, that’s right! Hypnos mentioned Mad Hatter was married now.” Phobos added as they both nodded and then laughed slightly at her expression. “We’re twins.” They said in unison to confirm her suspicions. “I am Deimos.” the lighter blonde replied. “I am Phobos.” Phobos said as he leaned onto Deimos’s left shoulder. “And we’re the Terror Twins of Olympus!” they once again said in unison.

[bendingmuses]

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