call me out || september 2018

[kumous]

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Call Me Out.

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Anastasia

★★★★★

Dice Arisugawa

★★★★★

Impey Barbicane

★★★★★

Jae-ha

★★★★★

Lili An

★★★★★

Baren Kumou

★★★★☆

Hifumi Izanami

★★★★☆

Tenka Kumou

★★★★☆

Chiaki Morisawa

★★★☆☆

Count Saint-Germaine

★★★☆☆

Katsuki Bakugou

★★★☆☆

& the rest by request

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SHIPPY☐ someone please reject one of my characters i'll pay you $20
☐ i'd also pay for a breakup thread
☐ then the awkward trying to be friends after
☐ OR timeskip a few years 'but i'm still in love with you'
☐ arranged marriage would be the best thanks
☐ 2/3rds of this chart are fair game (i'm too weak for horny,,)
☐ any sappy morning prompt
☐ slow dancing, i love dancing threads
☐ crazy rich (possibly royal?) wedding
☐ even being stressed but getting ready for weddings
☐ soulmate shit, i love literally all soulmate shit
☐ sparring that leads to makeouts thanks
☐ dumb puppy love
☐ fwbs getting feelings
☐ long distance texting

'dana you've played some of these already' what's your point!!!

NOT EXPLICITLY SHIPPY☐ pillow fort would be adorable
☐ hey we're neighbors now but you're a fuckin weirdo
☐ i also love platonic soulmates thanks
☐ wingman antics
☐ bucket list antics
☐ characters playing bad party games is always a fav like
☐ fuck, marry, kill
☐ truth or drink
☐ stargazing
☐ camping or glamping
☐ sad goodbyes
☐ reunions (possibly with game cr?)

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These are other favs in case your wishlist and mine don't line up!

★ Caught in the Rain
★ Intimate Bathing
★ Morning After
★ Pocky Game
★ Body Heat
★ Insomnia
★ Random Scenario
★ Flower Message

Comments

the least sexy morning after imaginable

[intoningly]

[ Zero stands in the doorway of the bedroom, a box of cereal under her arm; free hand elbow deep in the box. For awhile she just stands there, shoveling mouthfuls into her mouth and crunching loudly.

And then, she ever so delicately takes a single piece of cereal between her fingers and flings it across the room, aiming somewhere around his face. ]

Hey, wake up.


[ And she just

keeps doing that. ]

You seen my underwear? I can't find it.

[ She has co-opted a hoodie that is far too large for her instead. ]

Also you're out of milk.

[ She's still throwing cereal. ]

[crudest]

[how much did he have to drink

baren grumbles irritably at that even as he turns his head and opens his mouth to catch the next piece of cereal that comes flying his way. after a few half-awake crunches he sighs and decides he can no longer avoid this half-dressed hellion in his room. with a stray hand he brushes the cereal bits off his face and then tosses them in his mouth, sitting up and stretching]

Did you fucking empty my fridge.

[he's pretty good about groceries, thanks!! and then he hits the other question:]

I don't know, did you slip it off somewhere else? The living room? Hallway? If it's in the cab we took, you're on your own getting it back.

[what a surprise that would be,]

for sibbu.

[moonlands]

[continued from here!]

Sheesh, don't scare me like that. I thought you ended up losing your mind - can you imagine if you started smelling bad? You'd have to rethink your whole gentleman thief schtick.

Heroes can't have B.O.

[WHAT A TRAGEDY THAT'D BE

anyway they're also literally no closer to figuring out how to get these clothes off impey. yike.]

for bellalalalalala.

[constellates]

[No one expects their first love to last forever.

They'd told her how foolish it was to think that she found the love of her life at fifteen - not directly, because no one could ever be so rude to Anya, but there was something in their eyes that made it clear that they found the idea naive. Still, she believed. She believed because Tsukasa's voice could always manage to set her heart at ease, because she felt like she would go anywhere if it meant that she could keep his hand in hers, and because her adoration was so all-encompassing that there was no room for doubt.

... but being an idol has so many variables.

Schedules, false press, keeping secrets for the sake of appearances - and then one day Anya was given the chance to return to Russia for a few years.

And she took it.

And everyone who said that her first love didn't stand a chance of lasting forever were right.

... mostly.

It's not that she hasn't tried to move on, because no one's first love should color the rest of their life - but it's never quite the same. Maybe she should know better than to follow news about Knights, maybe she should be more careful with her own heart, maybe she should delete his number from her phone - but she doesn't do any of those things. Everything lives in her phone, as well as in her heart, even three years later when she's stepping off a plane to return to Japan to resume more traditional idol work.

Her schedule takes her to a taping for a commercial - to a crowded studio where many different stars are going about their business. She's arrived a little early just to make sure nothing's changed since she last worked in the area, but something about it is all still very dazzling to her. With eyes that dart everywhere and an ever-present smile, she walks - until she rounds the corner and bumps into someone, startled into losing her footing as she reaches out to hold onto the poor passerby. And in her mother tongue, as always:]

Извините!

[stressweets]

[ Knights is a unit that is very, very close—or becomes so—fortunate, that, but closeness equals... He's suffered a lot of teasing about his crush (his first love, Arashi calls it oh-so-fondly; and then, repeats such a thing more and more later, when the crush extends further and further, when it remains after Anya leaves—and he is happy for her, would have encouraged her to do the same—when it still rests inside his breast, within his phone.

Maybe he should have called her, but the idol industry—the entertainment industry—keeps him busy. His family even more so, given his status as the heir to the Suou... everything. He grows and he thinks of her fondly, wonders if she thinks of him...

(He gets teased for that, too. Such a romantic, Suo~! I love that about you!)

For the day, though, only two members of his unit are here—himself and Ritsu, for a makeup commercial. It isn't the strangest one they've been asked to shoot (really, Arashi and Izumi both get called in for that type of work pretty often), but for them to have chosen who they did... is a little weird. But work is work, and he's happy to perform it—even with how hectic this studio in particular can be, proven doubly by bumping into someone. He steadies her with a hand on her shoulder, his own apology on his lips, nearly springing from his tongue, but this voice—

that language—

brilliant silver hair and beautiful blue eyes, things he's only seen in his memories, his pictures, his dreams... What spills from his lips isn't what should; instead it's a name, wrapped in pleased surprise and warmth: ]

Anya-chan?

fo arararara.

[sundays]

[It's not like he wants to go.

Four is his friend - and he sincerely believes that their life together is fine. It's not the valor and heroism that Chiaki had dreamt of as a boy... but he's never been unhappy about it. He's never felt like he was missing anything. It was a faulty mission that led him to her in the first place - the fall from a cliffside, getting washed away in a river, and brought far from home to someplace completely new. In this uncharted land, he'd found her, and quickly found a second home at her side.

He'd always put off the idea of leaving - up until his old comrades found him instead. Even as much as it filled his heart to see them, to receive news that they were determined to bring him back... it equally broke at the idea of leaving her alone.

So even as he's idly looking over all his possessions, thinking about the best way to pack them all up... he looks back over to her and says again - ]

You know, I can always turn them down.

I won't go, if you don't want me to.

[He hints - as if waiting for confirmation that she doesn't want him to go either.

He's always been a bit of a fool... even more so when it comes to her.]

[servileness]

[ Four had run away from home, from the duties her older sister wanted all her siblings to share. The burden of being in charge of so many people ate away at her until she couldn't handle it, and so she ran. It was shameful, but for what reason did she have to be responsible for usurping some corrupt leader, saving and giving peace to a bunch of fools who didn't know their front from their back?

It wasn't hard for her to procure funds and property once she was far away from her family and where they were waging a revolution. She had her ways: stealing and killing for "justice".

(Her well-being is justice.)

It was not long after she set up her new identity that Chiaki washed up into her life. At first, he was annoying. He was too annoying with his talk that was too reminiscent of One or Two. He made her homesick and angry all at once.

He made this uncharted land feel like it could be home. He made her feel like maybe she could be worth something without doing much, and then all those feelings dropped into an abyss as soon as his friends found them.

Oh, she treated them well. She's prim and caring to a saccharine degree. She knows how to play the part of a gracious host, plastering on a grateful and relieved smile that Chiaki and his friends have finally been reunited. She's happy for him, she told him. He should should go back to where he belongs.

(Couldn't it be with her? Shouldn't it be with her? He should stay. He shouldn't go. He'll only die.)

Four is seated, watching him try to pack, the holes in her heart only growing larger, deeper, darker. ]

You've always wanted to be a hero. You can't be that at my side, can you? Go.

[ Her smile is tremulous but encouraging. Her hands are folded in her lap, but if he looks closely, they're shaking. She's a supportive friend who'll miss him.

Only someone who isn't a fool can tell otherwise. ]

Anya~

[cheetahsenpai]

[Kuramochi checked the time before he did one last sweep of his apartment. He wanted to make sure that everything was ready for Anya's visit. She finally had some time off to visit him even if he told her that she could use the time to rest. However, every time he bought it up Anya told him she would make time. Kuramochi knew by now that arguing with her wouldn't work so they set up a date to meet on the weekend. Anya would be on break, Kuramochi wouldn't have any classes, everything worked out!

It didn't stop his heart from pounding when time inched closer and closer to her arrival. Kuramochi did his best to stay calm. Sure, she may be an idol now, but she made time for him something that he really appreciated. It was Anya! One of his oldest friends! Who just happened to be so pretty, sweet, and nice...he can't be thinking like that now! Everything will be fine, they'll play games, eat, then Anya can go home to relax, it will work out!

Kuramochi nearly jumped when the doorbell rang. It's only Anya! There's no need for him to be so nervous. He wiped his hands on his jeans on the way to the door.]

Hey! I can't believe a big idol is visiting me.

[constellates]

[His words already have her giggling.

That's what makes Mochi so wonderful.

As soon as she sees him, she feels like she's come home - to a wonderful person who is one of her dearest friends - rather than getting swept in the life of an idol all over again. She places her hands over her heart as she playfully responds - ]

Big idol? Кто? Here there is only Anya, you know.

[Only Anya and only Mochi - and that's already very wonderful indeed. But it's not long at all before she reaches out to take both of his hands in hers, holding onto them with a little squeeze.]

And this Anya is very happy to see you!

for eliiiiiiii.

[alttitude]

[ . . . comparatively speaking, this world was a bit mundane.

Perhaps that's why there are rumors of a cosplayer wandering around the shopping complex where Evan works, as Jae-ha peers in through the shops to try to find him. He'd been able to figure out that he could be found around here - an exchange of letters helped with that much - but the problem is that Jae-ha sure does stand out.

Still, he'll act like everything has gone Completely According to Plan as he finally finds Evan and smiles - ]

Ah - there you are!

[he tried]

[selfinserting]

[Luckily, his shift is ending when Jae-Ha finds him; he's walking out of the store, backpack in hand, and he stops in his tracks when he realizes who's speaking to him.

In most other situations, he might be more caught off guard or embarrassed by someone in the kind of clothing Jae-Ha is wearing. As it is, though, with how worried he was about whether he would really be able to see anyone from the castle... Any self consciousness he might feel is immediately overshadowed by a swell of relief.

For a long moment, he only stands and stares. They wrote letters, but it's different to have him really here in the flesh. Several seconds go by, before:]

...You came.

[It might be obvious, but all the same.]

for mariiiieeee

[alttitude]

[Jae-ha's a bit late.

Who knew that it would take a while to wrap up an entire plot of political intrigue and magic? Who could've possibly guessed that?

Regardless, he makes good on his promise and once some time has passed for him, he makes sure to tap into that power he wrote for himself out of the ink to go and travel the worlds. So wherever it is that Sanji is, whether that's on the ocean blue or on some weird One Piece island, Jae-ha is going to suddenly and exaggeratedly come falling out of the sky to land riiiiight behind Sanji.]

Oh Cheeeeeef!

[He laughs proudly - ]

I've come to take you away. ♥

[thanks for fucking up a nice reunion right off the bat, jae-ha]

[concasse]

[I mean.

Watch out for the tiger, asshole -- the grown tiger who startles worse than Sanji (the man currently squawking in horror) and is ready to retaliate because um whomst the fuck is this? Not one of Sanji's crew, which means it's an enemy, even if Jae-Ha happens to smell oddly nostalgic--]

... No, Nami-chan, you can't kill this one. Yet.

[Oh. Well. She'll just huff and snort, shaking her head, mewling in disapproval but otherwise going back to flop like a gigantic house cat on the sand.]

And you -- asshole! What kind of entrance is that?!

[Hand over his heart as he wheezes some more air back into his lungs, Sanji's stare bounces between Jae-Ha and the sky.]

You're gonna give people heart attacks doing that shit!

for kiakia

[alttitude]

[in some alternate universe where jae-ha doesn't suck and didn't turn her down oh my god i still can't believe that happened -

He wants to take her to see every single inch of the universe - and to be honest, the beach sounds like a nice start. At heart, he's a pirate, and more often than not he finds himself missing the ocean. Of all the sights in the world, it really manages to be one of his favorites. Why wouldn't he want to share that with her?

So he knocks on her door - and hums a little note that betrays his happiness.]

My dearest Cardia, are you ready to go?

[He still has to carry her over - but they're at least staying somewhere that isn't too far from the coast.]

[discardia]

[ The door opens immediately, revealing a Cardia who is both extremely excited to finally see the beach for herself and trying extremely hard to remember her manners and remain composed. ]

I am. Do you think I need to bring anything?

u kno who i want

[adoringpast]

chiakun
chiakun
chiaki
morisawa
you'd better not be sleeping in today
wake up
or else

[ or tonight, in izumi's side of the world at the moment. it's been a few days since he'd arrived in the US for an important shoot, something that chiaki had Really Urged him to go ("Promise me you'd go to an NBA game for me, okay, Sena?"), and while izumi's all too used to going abroad on his own... it's a little different when you're in a relationship.

i-it's not as if he misses chiaki though. nope. not at all.

and now he's only praying that chiaki didn't put his phone on silent today. ]

[sundays]

om awKr

[what he tried to say: i'm awake

so. he's not awake... but he's trying. he blinks blearily at his phone even as he fumbles with the keys, hitting send before he gets a chance to properly proofread his message. but regardless there is an attempt being made... because he hates getting up in the morning, but some part of his brain knows that if he doesn't seize this chance then he won't be able to talk to sena!

and so - ]

Sena 😘😘

[autocorrect saved him on that one]

liliiiiiiiii

[discard]

[oh my god i don't know

this one is on you

set up something terrible]

[coastal]

[ > something terrible

first, there's a scream of COULD YOU BE MORE INCOMPETENT— in the distance

a runaway carriage sounds pretty terrible, right, because that sure was the first thing that I thought of.

whether the separation of the carriage from the horse was on purpose or not, it sure is hurtling its way down hill toward whatever path leon is on. it's fancy, of course, but it'll be a fancy pile of debris in a little bit if it keeps going down this path since it'll likely end up impacting against some trees or just right into a river. sounds like a bad time, really!!

but don't mind the girl who's trying to climb out the window of the carriage and up to the rooftop - surely she has a plan

(she does not have a plan)

anyway this is what i have for you, go wild]

for gigigi

[dissed]

[do you think zelos wilder gets hate mail

like really bad gifts left on his doorstep that can't even really be considered gifts. angry letters, dead bouquets, weird passed out strangers that could probably use a shower and look half-dead on top of being half-naked.

where is this man's pants

who knows!

but here he is, right on zelos's property

what is he gonna do about it]

1/2

[holybind]

[ Zelos stands at his front door, dressed in a nice pink silk robe.

He looks at the man at his feet, one eyebrow arched in confusion. Couldn't possibly be one of his mistakes, he didn't drink a drop last night.

Zelos shrugs, and closes the front door. ]

for koriiiiiii

[sowwy]

[It was inevitable.

Of course the top host in all of Shinjuku would eventually get merchandise. It's a future that anyone would naturally want to live in, especially the host himself. There are copies of his necklaces being sold, keychains, earrings, a line of designer handbags, and his personal favorite: the body pillow.

He steals the case off of one and then buys a much nicer body pillow to put it on because why wouldn't he.

It's a rare night where he manages to get home before Doppo - he stole the opportunity when there was a rare opening in his booking, and then raced home before anyone could hope to fill it, still smelling like perfume and champagne and desperation - and he acts without hesitation. Racing to the bedroom that they decided was Doppo's, he adjusts the sheets to lovingly tuck in the body pillow.

The Hifumi on the case - shirt unbuttoned partially, with a come hither gaze - looks back at him and the Hifumi here at home preens as he surveys his good work, pulling the blanket over the body pillow like that'll make it look at all more natural.]

Perfect, perfect! ♪

[paperworked]

[ The one thing that Doppo was mentally pleading for upon leaving work late (overtime, always overtime) was a quiet train ride and to be able to crawl in bed immediately. While the former had failed to pan out after boarding onto a car with a particularly loud group of drunks, the only hope he has left is the safety of his bed for a few hours before he has to go through this goddamn routine again.

Except.

except

there are two (2) Hifumis in his room and the one that's IN his bed is definitely a sexy loo-- no. it's a normal body pillow, and Doppo's jaw nearly hits the floor at the sight of it. ]

W—- [ he's sputtering, give him a moment ] What the fuck is that....?!

for teeeeeeeej and francyyyyy.

[dissed]

[They lost.

Dice feels it more in the announcement than in his own body, like the aches and pain didn't really register up until he realizes that he's lost yet another match - this time with the rest of Fling Posse at his side. There's the frustration, of course, because it bugs him that he lost to a bunch of suited up sellouts but... well, his heart's beating faster. The adrenaline is still pulsing through his veins.

To be honest -

Even this feeling is one he lives for.

So he just snorts as he looks over to the rest of his team and offers up a grin that's still all teeth and reckless confidence - ]

They'll get their asses beat next time! Yo, Gentaro, Ramuda, you still holding up okay?!

[heartemoji]

[ ramuda doesn't respond immediately. he's a little too focused on the fact that he lost to jakurai, of all people, and that fact is more infuriating than he will say. but at the same time, it's not like he'd actually allow anyone to see that specific brand of annoyance-- it'll feel like another loss.

so instead, he just smiles right back at dice, grabbing him and gentaro by the arm. ]

Why wouldn't I be okay? We were amazing, right? We were super cool!

i don't even know.

[roseblooms]

I'm going out dancing tonight. Are you going to be available to play my timely-arrived boyfriend if I'm in need of a rescue?

cartwheels in here late and also bc i missed them so

[crudest]

i suppose that's my designated calling in life so
i'll take payment in a dance or two
and bad fast food after

POINTS u know who im here for

[sharplydressed]

[AND KASHUU KNOWS WHO HE'S HERE FOR TOO!! It's taken him a little while to actually get the spare time necessary to zip off on an interdimensional vacation, but he's a pretty whimsical weirdo at times for all the practicality he tends to meet his missions with. Of course he wouldn't actually let an entire lifetime slip by without even trying to see Lili again, okay!

That doesn't mean his stupid ass shouldn't have prepared better, though. Swords are apparently not masters of disguise because they're superhuman cheaters, so he in all his anachronistic glory has probably cheated his superhuman way into Lili's majestic "jailhouse". Rich people. How'd he find it? MYSTERIES. Technology in 2205 is wild, basically.

In any case, whenever she's without her bodyguards for even a second, there's a sudden flutter of motion nearby! A hand sticks out from around a corner with absolutely pristine polished nails! And waves!! Hm.]

anime rappers.

[medicative]

[there is a calendar in Jakurai's office, with the dates - every day - crossed off in neat pen. it's perfectly ordinary, declaring national holidays, religious ones, when the new and full moons are. changing it is one of the strictest things he keeps himself to - one should never lose track of time.

and tonight, he's in the office quite late. usually, this time of the month, he either manages off or simply works around it in a fashion that no one suspects anything. a near religious control of himself is what he needs - meditation, days to relax, and in the worst circumstances, medicine that's stronger than a mic. nothing in his system that would push his mind out of his hands.

but he's stayed too long. everything he needs is at home, and it'll be impossible to get back with his eyes shut. he could call, but that runs the risk of having to explain his own condition. and no one, in all his years, has properly pinpointed what's wrong.

making a quick decision, he locks the front door of the clinic and retires to the back. if he's alone, this'll be easy. painful, but since when was it not? checking his phone for the time, he's going to try to do paperwork until the buzzing under his skin becomes too much. if he's going to claim he simply had too much work to do, it better look convincing after all.

time ticks on, and the full moon rises higher.]

[sowwy]

Seeenseeeiiii.

[Hifumi hasn't noticed any calendar, or anything strange going on, or even the apparent schedule that Jakurai keeps. Even now, his presence is an accident. He holds a super duper dead phone in his hands as he slumps against the front door of the clinic. His shoulder presses against it even as his hand continues to weakly knock.

There's champagne still buzzing through his veins, making it hard for him to think of quick alternatives, and for now even if it's possible that Jakurai might not even be here, Hifumi whines.]

I need your help...!

[It's not that important.

Sorry sensei.]