#tsunderemodel

[heart2theocean]

When the sky cries

Drabble on the angst @tsundere-model

The first hint was an obvious one. It was impossible to miss. Band aids covering bruises and cuts he’d never expected seeing. Red marring usually softly pink lips.

“Woah, Senacchi, what’s up with that? Got in a fight or something?” he laughed in a carefree tone, a hand patting Izumi’s small shoulder a couple of times. “So even you can do manly things once in a while~”

He figured acting worried would only make the other avoid the conversation altogether, so he might as well laugh it off.

“What’s that even supposed to mean? I’m a guy too, you know” Izumi huffed, rolling his eyes ever so lightly. He didn’t run off, though “It wasn’t a fight though. I just… hit myself with a door. I was tired.”

That was the second hint. His worry growing deeper.

There was no way the Izumi Sena would let his face get hurt in such a stupid way. Kaoru had already seen him dropping into the weirdest positions and using all sort of things to guard his face from harm. It would often seem as if Izumi cared more about his face than about his life…

Which wasn’t the problem right now.

“No way~ Just how tired do you have to be to hurt your face like that? Isn’t it worth like a billion yen or something?” he tried to push the topic a bit more, remembering something silly he’d heard Izumi say once, a long time ago.

“You sure remember the silliest things, Kao-kun” Izumi sighed, crooking an eyebrow and looking up at him. He didn’t sounded mad, just puzzled.

That look lasted but a second, a self-conscious movement making him lower his face and stride ahead right after, leaving Kaoru to his own thoughts.

--

It really was a strange sight.

That of Izumi’s face… looking not so perfect.

Turning around to give him of the handouts, as he was in the seat right in front of him, the morning sun hit his face diagonally, making shadows across his cheeks.

This was a familiar sight. Izumi turning around like this, a paper on his hand, the sun making him look almost divine.

Except today, the usually perfect shapes of his face were broken. His lip a bit raised up as it was inflamed around the red cut on the right side. His nose lightly bruised with a bandage of top that made him look a bit like a trouble child… a small cutesy band aid on his cheek that seemed almost out of place in a boy. Almost.

He’d never realized –not until now anyway- of how used he was to Izumi always looking right.

It just felt like the natural order of things. Like something that would never change.

The sun would always rise up, and Izumi would always look perfectly pretty.

Yet today, the order was broken, and he was left staring blankly ahead.

“Kao-kun…” returning to himself, Kaoru saw nothing but white in front of his eyes. Well, white with a bit of kanji written on it.

Blinking a couple of times, he realize Izumi had just hit him with the handout, probably trying to get his attention. The paper now lowered, he could see beyond it, the not so amused face of his best friend. He was frowning, lips pursed and blue eyes glaring. Kaoru’s own reflection still looking a bit lost from inside those perfect pools of blue.

“What you spacing out for? So annoying~” the phrase was so like Izumi, it made it obvious this wasn’t some daydream. It was the truth.

“Sorry, sorry~ Was thinking about something else~” he said, not really lying, yet not telling the truth. His fingers grasping at the paper in front of him.

Izumi sighed, lips pursing lightly. The wound in his lip opening just a bit… just enough to make his frown deepen.

“Idiot” he called, turning again so he could focus on his paper.

--

“Senacchi?” he called out, surprised at the sight of Izumi walking towards the front gate.

The sun was still high in the sky… Izumi was never out so early?

Waving off at Kanata, Kaoru rushed towards the small silver haired that had stopped walking to look up at him confused.

“What’s up? Why you out so early?” he asked, tilting his head lightly to the side.

“Mn. Nothing much” Izumi replied in a single breath, looking away as he talked.

He was lying.

That was the third hint.

“Well, if you’re free you should come with me to the arcade” he joked. Tested, actually.

“Mn… just for today” Izumi agreed.

That was the fourth hint.

Izumi was all too stoic to agree so easily… even if Knights’ usual practice was cancelled for some reason, Izumi would surely want to practice on his own.

“Then let’s go” he smiled, trying to ignore the growing dread inside of him.

--

“Man, you’re way too good at that dancing thing” Kaoru sighed, leaning back against a chair in a café not too far away from the arcade.

“You’re just too bad at it” Izumi smiled lightly. Just with half of his mouth –the one that wasn’t red and swollen and tainted with a scab. And it felt like he was only smiling so Kaoru wouldn’t worry.

“I’m actually surprised though” he decided to bring up, sitting up straight.

“Mn?”

“That you came here, instead of practicing at home or something. You’re always practicing” He said, as cheery and uncaring as he could manage to make his voice sound without it straining.

“Am I?” he asked back, staring at the cold water glass in front of him and rolling it around so the ice will hit against each other “Just today won’t hurt. I don’t think practicing today will make any difference”

That was the fifth one.

And he wasn’t going to wait for a sixth one.

“Why wouldn’t it? Did something happen?” he asked, tone dropping right away. Quite serious now.

“Huh? N-nothing, really” Izumi averted his gaze, raising his glass to take a sip. A bit too fast, the cold against the wound on his lip making him flinch.

“I can tell. Unlike you I have gotten into fights before, and I can definitely tell you didn’t hit a door. There are marks of knuckles on your face” he finally dropped.

They were at a café, waiting for their meal. Izumi couldn’t quite run away right now.

“… Stop it Kao-kun” Izumi asked, looking uncomfortable.

 “I’ll stop when you tell me what happened”

“You wouldn’t understand” he hissed, a breathy tone in the back of his throat.

“Well I sure as hell can’t understand if you don’t tell me” he insisted.

It felt like Izumi might flee if he was given a chance. So he refused to give him some, leaning closer to him.

As he did, izumi curled around his bag. As if he was protecting something in it.

Reaching forward he yanked it away from the slender white hand of the model, a yelp and a cry, as Izumi tried to get it back to no avail.

He rummaged through izumi’s books and papers and so many useless things, and finally his eyes stopped on something.

A signed… filled out… drop out form.

I Izumi Sena, will officially drop out from Knights.

He could feel the blood draining from his face, as he looked up at Izumi. At that face that confirmed all his worries and dissipated none.

“Hey… Senacchi… w-what’s this?” he asked, lightly. A part of him still hoping it would be a joke. That at the very least, it wasn’t related to that pretty face being all broken.

Izumi didn’t answer.

“I asked you! What, is, this?” he asked again, more firmly, dropping izumi’s bag to the floor, its contents spilling right away. His now free hand reaching for Izumi’s wrist and tightening around it. “Tell me”

He hadn’t cared about a man this much in maybe forever.

He surely hadn’t cared about anyone, this much, for a while.

But he was trying. To make friends, to take care of them. Just like Izumi was trying in his own –wrong- way. He was sure.

“Just… talk to me, won’t you? We’re friends right?” he was trying so hard, and Izumi wouldn’t bulge, looking the other way.

The food came, so he released the captive hand and picked up the bag, and filled up with everything once more.

Izumi was crying without shedding a tear.

--

It was nothing but silence afterwards, but at least Izumi didn’t run off the second they were done paying.

Instead he walked silently by kaoru’s side, holding his bag tightly.

The sun had gone already, and the lights of the city didn’t let one single star be seen.

They walked side by side, the neon lights of the commercial district falling over them.

They crossed the street, through the many people, and bumped against each other as they walked to the bus station.

And as they left the commercial street, and the sounds of the night seemed to die out, he felt Izumi leaning just a bit closer.

They finally stopped, standing under the plastic ceiling of the bus stop.

They would have to wait a few more minutes.

“…I decided to leave” Izumi started, gently, so quiet it almost seemed as just another breath rather than words “I- I always ruin everything. I’m not a good idol… and I’ve certainly done more wrong than good for Knights I just…”

Kaoru remained silent. His hand reaching up to pat Izumi’s ever so soft hair.

Izumi’s body shook, as if he was crying. But there were still no tears in the blue of those eyes.

“Sakuma… Ritsu… wanted me to talk with Tsukinaga”

It felt so weird to hear their names rather than their nicknames, even for Kaoru himself, and he had to make an effort to put faces to the words.

“Your ex?” he decided to drop, since Izumi wouldn’t say anything else. Izumi nodded quickly.

“He wanted me… to ask him why he was sad or something. Like… I don’t know? Why should I know? Ever since he left I have no idea what he’s thinking”

Kaoru nodded, understandingly. He’d heard a tiny bit about it. A passing note about how Izumi’s first love –and first boyfriend- had never even kissed him.

“And then… Tsukinaga was listening and I… told him I was going to drop Knights… and then he got mad. And Ritsu too and…” izumi stopped for a second. He wasn’t making much sense by now, but Kaoru was trying his best to sew everything together “… Ritsu hit me.”

…

Kaoru could feel his blood boil.

“and he left, so I had to… take Tsukinaga to the infirmary… and he kept trying to tell me that he loves or something… but… I know he isn’t saying the truth. He told me… it was all my fault that Knights was doing badly. That I wasn’t good enough for his songs… I don’t think… I don’t think he ever… loved me?”

He could hear Izumi’s voice, breaking bit by bit.

He had no words to say.

Not at all.

He knew nothing of Knights. That much was true.

But he knew Izumi. He’d seen him since they entered the school. He’d seen him change… and always try his best. And now that they were finally friends, he knew how kind he could be.

Reaching around Izumi with an arm, he brought him close for a side-hug.

Izumi chuckled, and leaned on.

“I thought you didn’t like being close to men”

“Shut it. You’re crying, so this is an exception.”

“I’m not crying” 

[your-future-boyfriends]

|| @tsundere-model || from here ||

“Geez, are you clumsy or are you getting bullied?” Kenta joked, trying to lighten the mood as he wiped blood from the others’ cheek.

[queenharumiura]

Hey other shy people. This person is great. 10/10

Taken from meme: [x] ||Accepting||

Would you believe if I said I had to double-check if this was a part of the meme bc I was like-- this isn’t a question. I thought they were all questions???? Is this a question, somehow???? I got real confused for a hot second there, lol. 

Thanks, friend! 

[oniisagi]

@tsundere-model

Wearing clothes like this wasn’t what he really was use to but....he admittedly would agree that they were cute. That and the lace would feel so nice against his girlish figure. It seemed like Izumi thought so too with how he already was feeling him up, lifting the bra to play with perky nipples as he peppered kisses on his neck.

 ‘ A...Ahhh Izumi-Chin...’ He’d murmur, face flushed, almost tempted to just dip his own hand down and run gentle feminine figures underneath his panties and pleasure his pussy.

[himomoe]

@tsundere-model​

‘ Ugh, you look like a disgusting mess and we haven’t even started practice yet. Don’t tell me it’s because Yuki-Senpai isn’t here again. Geeze, you really can’t keep it in your pants, huh? ‘

[oresena]

@tsundere-model​

‘ Izuniiii, you’ll never guess what I finally diid~ ‘

[akatssumi-archive-blog]

❝ you have t-minus 3 seconds to change my mind. ❞

                              misc. confrontational starters !!

It was inconvenient for him to come face to face with Izumi Sena. Keito was more than familiar with his vulgarities within the Academy. However, upon discovering a dark secret of his, this was more than a startling moment for the Vice President. He could even hear the bitter scowling in Izumi’s tone. He was feeling quite stuck with the current situation, but there had to be a way to battle through the storm.

A clenched fist pressed against his lips as he began to think quickly and statistically in order for Izumi to not ruin the entirety of this secret.

“You know I’m fully aware of your vicious actions, Sena.”, he began. “Though I highly disagree with your threats, I’m finding myself at a position I don’t wish to be in. If you value your place in Knights, then I suggest you keep this quiet.”

@tsundere-model

[fightingthetides]

Sold to Mafia

Mafia!butler au starter for @tsundere-model

Wilfred was tending to a table with a young woman sitting at it. “Good Evening lady Trisha. I do believe it’s been approximately a month since you’ve last visited us? Have you been well?” Wilfred asked with a gentle smile. Normally, he’s appear much more stoic than this, but he always put forth an effort to appear approachable and friendly when at work. 

As this was a customer service sort of profession, he had to be kind to the customers and make them feel welcomed. The young lady at the table responded to her questions, telling him about what she’s been up to since the last time she’d come to visit them. 

It appeared that she was busy with school and so she didn’t have the time to stop by until now. “I do hope that you are blessed with good scores, Lady Trisha. May I interest you in our latest tea blend and our blueberry scones? I believe they’ll suit your tastes.” This butler had trained his memory and therefore knew the tastes of each of his regular customers. 

Lady Trisha here preferred strong flavors, so she loved things that were salty, or sugary. Mild flavors didn’t quite do it for her, and the blueberry scones were very sweet, so he thought to suggest their new item to her. He took her order and he left her table with a slight nod of the head before he quickly scanned the area to see what other table needed attention. 

All tables were accounted for, with one table being tended to by their newest addition. A certain silver haired individual who was so riddled with debt, he had to get sold to the mafia. What a pitiful soul. Wilfred was in charge of training him, and at first he was rather upset over this... but he was a diligent worker. He worked hard and picked up on things quickly-- which was always a plus. It looked like he was getting a hang of things here. 

[mathlovershugarl]

@tsundere-model​ Remember when I said in Waifu stats his ‘bedroom skills’ were high? Remember when I also said the Waifu stats were so pitifully sad? 

Ponsol’s are only somewhat okay. lol

[magicalheirponsol]

Halloween Panic

Early Closed Halloween Starter for @tsundere-model

[✧ﾟ･*♚*･ﾟ✧ ] Unlike last year, Ponsol didn’t have to host a Halloween event. The company decided against have Ponsol being in charge of the event as they only let him that time to ‘test the waters’ so to speak. He was a student, and he should focus on that. 

Truly, after what had happened last year, it seemed that even the cold-hearted grandfather saw the error of his ways and started to give Ponsol less grief. Whether or not this came with a condition, no one could tell just yet. 

It was easy enough to say that Ponsol was enjoying the fact that he had more leisure time. This year, he’d decided to go for a simpler look to walk around in. He wasn’t dressed up in some grandiose costume at a party to make a statement. He simply wanted to wear something simpler to get into the spirit. 

Regardless of his age, he did like to experiment with different looks, and Halloween was a great place to do such experimentation. This year, he chose to go for gray colored contacts, a black wig styled with bangs, and some casual clothing. If you didn’t know any better, you’d think he was a regular citizen walking around through town. 

He had to admit, this look was rather becoming on him. Thank the Asian genes that come from his mother’s side of the family. Perhaps he should keep this look?

Nearing the Condos, Ponsol noticed a familiar person up ahead. Deciding to tease the model (as he always did) he approached. Perhaps the model will be able to give him his thoughts on the matter? 

                ❝Good afternoon, would you be willing to give me some of your time?❞ 

He flashed a dazzling smile Izumi’s way like he always did. You will recognize him, won’t you? Maybe you won’t? He had to admit, the difference in hair color was mind boggling. 

[toneofdarkness]

tsundere-model replied to your post: “Heels make me feel powerful.”

“h-hah?” izumi’s satisfied expression at the agreement suddenly turned into a beet red face of embarrassment at the compliment “D-don’t stare so much! Idiot!”

Rei’s amusement only increased upon seeing Izumi’s expression change from satisfaction to flustered in a span of seconds. As a result, the vampire couldn’t help but to laugh. At least he had the decency to cover his mouth with his hand.

“Kukuku~ How can I not~?” he asked once his laughter had been reduced to snickers. “'Tis difficult not to stare when such a pretty sight standing before me simply demands to be seen~”

[your-future-boyfriends]

|| @tsundere-model ||

“We’re closed for business today,” Ryu said as he heard the bell ring over the door to his shop. The vampire was busy researching today and didn’t have time to deal with people who wanted to learn to read or buy some fancy book he probably didn’t have.

[queenharumiura]

i wanna see what you've got from all our enstars ranting so have Ensemble Stars for the fandom one if you haven't received it yet haha

Taken from meme: [x] ||Accepting||Series: Ensemble Stars ((I mean I can try my best?))

The first character I first fell in love with:

The first one I was introduced to is Izumi so I think that’s my answer. Arashi is a very close 2nd. Though in terms of aesthetics, it would be Tsumugi. So actually, maybe the answer is Tsumugi bc I think you were showing me art of all the characters before we even established the ShuIzu crack ship, and I fell in love with Tsumugi then. So jk I change my mind. Tsumugi. (But I love Izumi and Arashi lots so really they all win)

The character I never expected to love as much as I do now:

Mmmnnn... Ritsu? That Chuunibyou lololol I don’t tend to do well with characters that give me the vibe of being super lazy, but he actually does care for others. He’s a good boy therefore I stan. 

The character everyone else loves that I don’t:

Eh idk. Do people love Leo? Yes? Then that’s my answer. 

The character I love that everyone else hates:

Ehhhh idk. I don’t know who the fandom hates that I could possibly love. I’m going to go with--- no one. 

The character I used to love but don’t any longer:

Uhhhhh no one. If I love someone i’m sticking to it. I won’t change unless you ROYALLY f’ed up. So ye---

The character I would totally smooch:

The Knights, probs. Izumi, Arashi, Tsukasa... //smudged handwriting... Nyanko. Maybe Leo on a very good day.

The character I’d want to be like:

Ehhhhh maybe Tsukasa? He’s a hardworking boy who is intelligent and strives to learn stuff, right? I need that kinda drive in my life. 

The character I’d slap:

Singular... huh? //stares at Eichi and Leo I have to choose one, right? //recalls Shubby!au 

Leo Why yes, i’m biased

A pairing that I love:

Ehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Shugarl/Izumi or Ponsol/Izumi? It never specified it couldn’t be crossover pairings. jk jk jk Ahhh I think I enjoyed looking at Arashi and Izumi art. Izumi and Ritsu is also interesting. I really only mainly focus on the Knights. My bias is strong and true. aha. 

A pairing that I despise:

I don’t know about despise... but from what I know that I don’t really support Leo x Izumi very much. Though the Shubby in my head is also telling me that so---- ye, take that as you will. 

Ah-- Izumi and Makoto is another that I don’t really support so there’s also that. That counts?

[idolacorxx]

@tsundere-model​

Honoka was listening to her headphones as Maki had sent her the tune to the song that she was to sing, however, she suddenly paused the music as her mother spoke up. "Honoka, we need more Flour your father and I need it to make the sweets, however, were down to our last cup, here is a list, head down to the store and get what we need please." 

Honoka paused as she nodded her head. Seeing down her phone for a second she grabbed the list and rushed out.

The idol had glasses and a hat on to hide her identity as she walks to the store looking around. "Let's see, Strawberries, Flour, sugar, baking powder, peaches, and milk and eggs, that seems to be what's on the list, alright let's do this easy and simple as cake... Mmm cake!”

Kousaka grabbed a basket as she grabbed the strawberries and peaches, then she grabbed the sugar and baking powder, next thing on the list is Flour.

"Now where would that be.. flour .. Flour.Ahh there you are." There sat the white bag up on the top shelf. She walked past another as she reached up to grab the bag. "Just a little bit further.. come on... almost got it." 

She spoke up as she stood up on her tip toes trying to reach it herself.

[songofeveninglight]

tsundere-model replied to your post “Keito has appeared! What to do? Cuddle Caress cheek Ravish Marry ...”

"Hasumi does seem pretty reliable... I guess I wouldn't be against marrying him" he's just talking to himself honestly

Have Keito choking on and spitting out his tea into a spray because his absurdly sharp ears heard that marriage idea, Izumi.

[oresena]

@tsundere-model​

He had been absolutely at peace and overjoyed about what he accomplished with Chisato, talking about her constantly to his older brother, seeming to give her much more attention lately. One could say the elder Sena had done the same, causing the younger to have felt sulky when he did ; but this seemed ever so natural for the two of them. Feeling his brother wrap his arms around him from the front did startle him, seeing as he had been flipping through a magazine he heard Chisato’s band had been featured in. However, once Izumi showed his neediness was it tossed aside.

‘ Izun- mph... ‘ Words got cut off as the elder pushed himself against the younger for heated kisses that seemed to come one after another.

He wasn’t obliged to the kisses, seeing as he was the needy one always, and would lean up to return the kisses, his tongue wrapping with his siblings, letting out the softest of moans as he sucked. His body molded against his brother’s as they were pressed together, his hips squirming, grinding ever so needily after hearing those words.

‘ Oniichan’s kisses are even better~ ‘ He’d purr before going in for more kisses, arms wrapping around his neck