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【ＲＰ】 Ｏｐｅｎ Ｐｏｓｔ » ２０１５
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red & green ( "the worst that can happen")
Except there's no joke to follow that up, and it was more along the lines of "snuck in while nobody was looking because they're suckers and you have to be the current Champion to waltz in hassle free, what the heck is up with that".
But whatever. Details schmetails.
It's quiet for the meantime, Green not entirely sure if that's a good thing or not in the long run with some of the wild pokémon they've encountered so far: they're untamed, but they're not dumb. It's a small welcome regardless, to hear nothing but the same drip, drip, drip that's been following him for an hour now.
Or however long him and the team've been attempting to navigate the maze of stone and whoops it's a wall of geodude and graveler. He sits with his bag before him, Jolteon curled nearby with the pins on his back glowing for a light -- something that Green's about to give the pokémon a help with, finally getting out the potion he was looking for. ]
Hey, come here. [ The jolteon lifts his head, staring a moment - ] C'mon, you've gotta keep your strength up. [ - before obediently getting up onto his feet to rest nearer to his trainer. So far, the plan of Cerulean Cave is simple enough: they'll recuperate for a while longer, not bump into any weird childhood pals wearing dumb hats, finally find that super duper pokémon people are raving about about and have a Good Day when they beat it.
Absolutely nothing could go wrong with any of this. ]
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red & green ( "red's existence is my suffering" )
It's lunch time - or Green's decided it is - after Red's ended up at his gym like a lost puppy again while trying to lose the scent of certain individuals, and whatever, who cares about reasons, Green wants to eat so those gym trainers can keep doing what they like, he's heading to the break room for food.
There's a kitchen area shoved in the corner, lined with cupboards above and a fridge included. Tables and chairs occupy the same space, and then a more comfortable looking sofa sits at the other end of the room with a bookcase. How cosy. Green doesn't look back to Red when he leads him in, going straight over to the fridge to peer inside without a word. Was it here, was it here...
Make yourself at home if you want, Red. ]
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silver & kris
Unfortunately, neither of those things could help her when she was lost deep inside a cave. Well, she didn't know if she was exactly lost--but the tunnel wasn't lacking in paths that led to dead ends, and each step forward only gave her more to unwillingly explore.
It was frustrating, admittedly. A complete pain, but there was nothing she and Flaaffy could do about it but keep going on.
Now, what's down this tunnel...? ]
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oikawa & yama-chan's first date (ﾉ∀＼*)
He's wearing his favourite cream coat that girls seem to like - hopefully that will extend to Yamaguchi as well - and hovering outside the cafe Oikawa suggested. It's very pink. Practically oozes it. Oikawa didn't expect Yamaguchi to agree to meet him there but it's probably because he didn't realise about the level of pink. The cafe does have good cake though. And a nice sweet bread too.
Oikawa tucks his hands into his pockets and tries not to fidget or do anything so embarrassing as crane his neck to try and spot Yamaguchi.
Yamaguchi doesn't object to Oikawa calling him his friend any more, that means he shouldn't stand him up. But still. Oikawa does worry about these things sometimes. Especially when there isn't anything else to occupy him. He rubs his fingers together in his pocket to distract himself keeping a casual eye out for Yamaguchi and resists the urge to text him. Resists the urge to bail on the whole thing as well. It was such a mistake turning up early.]
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yamaguchi is too nice for someone like oikawa to befriend
he can be a little shit too but he needs tsukki to hide behind
now all I can picture is yamaguchi sending tsukki out like a pokemon to tell oikawa he's a dick
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[It takes him a moment to parse, because no he's not- Yamaguchi.]
You're drunk, Yama-chan.
[But hey, he thinks he's cute!]
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's nice. [Oikawa rests on Yamaguchi's shoulder in a very heavy manner. He actually came. Because he wanted to. Oikawa didn't have to ask him or anything. Well not really, he offered first... Right? He think that's how it went. Maybe he should go back and check his phone...
Or he could give Yamaguchi a squeeze and bury his face in his neck. Which really does smell nice. He lets out a soft sigh. He likes this.]
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tsukishima & yamaguchi, the oikawapocalypse [au of an au]
By now Oikawa's long gone to avoid Yamaguchi's family. And Yamaguchi's parents themselves have either come and gone or simply never returned. His mom said she picked up another night shift at the hospital, but also that she made dinner before she left; Yamaguchi's father hasn't sent a message yet but is probably still in the city where he works. He stays out there at capsule hotels a lot to save money on travel.
When Tsukishima arrives, Yamaguchi's dressed sloppily in an overlarge shirt and shorts. He both looks sick, and he doesn't...but something's definitely off. At least Yamaguchi seems mostly alert and happy to see him.]
Hiya, Tsukki!
This is going to be so tragic...
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OFFICIALLY MY FAVORITE TSUKKI ICON EVER
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Punching someone in the face only counts as flirting in a bad anime, you know.
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Wha??
Augh...overslept...
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?
Thats not exactly...'painful' tho??
just rly rly uncomfortable!!
plz dont tell iwaizumi-san, i mean i wasnt even looking for hiiiim!! (੭ ･᷄﹏･᷅)੭ ᵒᵐᵍ ‼‼
[A brief pause after the flurry of texts, and then a couple more appear:]
um...
sorry, oikawa-san, but...r u just messing w/ me rn ? (˛´•︵•`), ʔʔʔ
I always forget that we can do this....
i'm always lazy about it even though i tend to drag threads out anyway…
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idk! bad just stuff happense sometimes!
u g2b careful
but i mean...
u wouldnt RLY send pics like that 2 my phone
...RIGHT oikawa-san??
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[Yamaguchi feels a bit unwell, honestly, mostly because he just had the miraculous luck to stumble upon an even more distressing thought than the previous one.]
Oh...ok
I'm good, yeah
Um, so if your using those things the way that you......well you know!
Then, are u dating someone [else?] now?
Sorry wait, nvm. I mean youd probably have to be, huh...
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Fuwafuwa feather au | Kuroo + Akaashi
Shit.
He's too low for it not to be a problem, not to mention the speed he's diving at he'd definitely draw attention if he just lands in their streets.
He twists and for a split second catches sight of a place he can use to get away, and adjusts his course so as he stretches his wings wide and gets that amazing lurching feeling that makes it seem like he's hanging in perfect stillness, he surges towards a gap in a roof and crashes through it, pulling his wings in at the last second and curling them around himself with his arms over his face to take the brunt of the impact.
He can already tell he made one mistake, that wasn't an opening but a window and it sliced him as he went down, but it's better than being dead and definitely better than landing among all the humans.]