#ttvplvsvltra

[durogon]

@ttv-plvsvltra​

❝Oi, why are you talking to yourself?❞

A question brought up with genuine curiosity, Kiryu pauses on his steps to take a good look at what one of his students could possibly be doing with their phone. Phones are meant for communication between two individuals who are tied with the unfortunate inconvenience of distance, or at least that’s what the criminology professor initially thought. 

Instead, he sees Silva facing his phone to himself and just seems to be talking to his own mirrored image on the screen.

As Kiryu takes another step closer, he also sees himself in the young man’s phone and he comes to realize that the front camera is on. A confused frown etches on his features and moves his gaze away from the phone and to his student.

❝Are you doing a video diary?❞

[omawariji]

@ttv-plvsvltra​ // starter

Never mind the camera in the other person’s hands, what stuck out about him to Keiji was just the high energy practically radiating off his frame -- and the various little tricks in his steps. It wasn’t everyday that someone pretty much did a back flip over a bench and then move right into trying to jump a branch, all while chatting away into a front facing phone. It was honestly pretty impressive, Keiji had seen perpetrators way less spry trying to sprint away from scenes. Must have been one of those vlogging things again; not that he really cared all too much what the other was doing, but he could at least say that he gave the guy a warning or something. 

With a good chuckle, he flagged the other down as he was going past. “Whoa, slow down there, speed racer. Where’s the fire at?”

[vexernum]

@ttv-plvsvltra​

❝Sheesh, they really like you.❞ Hitoshi’s tone comes off more bitter than intended as he tries to re-focus the camera on Octavio who’s still in the midst of trying to break someone’s high score in the basketball game booth. The artist knows well enough that the high score belongs to a certain cute bubblegum-haired player of the basketball team and as far as he knows, someone has still yet to beat his score.

And it seems that’s Octavio’s goal for the day.

Hitoshi decides to divert his attention from the assortment of enthusiastic messages the streamer’s subscribers are leaving and looks at the guy over the phone. He could already feel his arms starting to ache from trying to keep Octavio in the shot for the past several minutes. 

❝If you don’t finish in the next three minutes, I’m dropping your phone.❞ He warns, not really giving a damn over whether or not he’s coming off as an asshole to the other male’s fans.

[dualsolace-blog]

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[inxanis]

“ what scares you more than anything ?”

drunken confession.

❝Oh, that’s easy. Having to see my fuckwad of a dad.❞ Dabi answers just after he takes another gulp of his poison, wondering if he will be able to eventually feel the burning aftertaste that a lot of people talk about when indulging in the so-called elixir of life. He, unfortunately, knows the answer to that. Nevertheless, that doesn’t stop the influence of alcohol from running in his system.

❝And it’s not that I’m terrified of the old man. I’m just…❞ He waves his free hand around in search of the right word to use. ❝…concerned that I might do something to him that I know I won’t regret.❞ A laugh slips past his lips at the image envisioned in his mind. ❝I could see the headlines now: Crackhead Murders CEO of Todoroki Motor Corporation. It’s every reporter’s wet dream.❞

[mizunoyuki]

headcanon: talk about your muse's most prized possessions

Character Headcanons

She’s pretty fond of her hair pins – they were a present from her father some number of years ago and while she doesn’t agrees with his policies, she still cares for him as a person and well, he’s family. Geuntae gifted her one of those fancy foundation pens once he heard about her acceptance into Blackwood and that sits untouched in her room as well. She probably… will never ever use it and will just keep it because Geuntae gave her something. And finally, her friends gave her a big plush dog to ‘keep her company’ so the dog sits on her bed. 

[indiurnarius-blog]

the regulars and baristas at the cafe, luckily, understood that the person suspiciously glancing up and scanning the room every few minutes was mostly harmless. annoying, maybe. well-- definitely annoying. but harmless! they hadn’t even antagonized someone in, like, at least five days.

watching the restless stranger from over their coffee cup, they seem to contemplate something. after a few taps on the keyboard of their laptop, they seem to come to a conclusion-- a smirk, before standing and walking towards the occupied table. they didn’t ask before they sat down.

            “ sorry to bother you. you look familiar... some kind of streamer? i don’t watch too many streams myself but... you’re one of the few that pop up on my radar. ”

Coffee Shop Questionaire

@indiurnarius

Octavio had only been in town for three days. Only moved into his dorm room that morning. And yet, the local coffee shop already knew when he walked in that they needed to queue up at least six shots of go-juice. Today, however, he wanted eight. An afternoon pick-me-up. Thumbs flying across the screen of his phone, he was sending an impassioned email to his editor as he sat, one leg up on the table and metal “foot” tapping at the air in impatience.

He kept looking up from his phone, checking on the bike sitting out front and contemplating where he might take it next. There wasn’t a course around here, like there was in his last city. He’d have to change that, too.