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A (new, different!!) catch-all log for Shouyou and his students.
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Comment below with your character name. You can either keep it blank or write a little prompt. Another replies with either a blank template (so you can reply/start the little thread) or a little starting prompt... whatever.

Doubles welcome, cross-canon is fine, et cetera! Let's just have fun and chill out!
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HEART MEME

How to Play:
Post a blank comment for each of your characters, with the character's name in the subject line.
Comment to other characters' comments using the heart codes to express your character's feelings for them!
Heart profit!



"I would kill you."

"I would physically and/or emotionally hurt you."

"I would manipulate you."

"You bore me."

"You annoy/frustrate the shit out of me."

"I envy you."

"I dislike you."

"I pity you."

"I'm indifferent toward you."

"You scare and/or intimidate me."

"Why are you the way you are?"

"I enjoy trolling you."

"I would like to get to know you better."

"I would like to spend time/have fun/be friends with you."

"I respect you."

"I hero worship you."

"I would rescue you/fight by your side."

"I would protect you."

"I would hug you/hold your hand."

"I would kiss you."

"I would date you."

"I would have sex with you."

"I would love you romantically."

"I would love you like family."

"I want to guide you/watch you flourish."

"Who are you, again?"

"You've taught me/influenced me deeply."
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HEART MEME

How to Play:
Post a blank comment for each of your characters, with the character's name in the subject line.
Comment to other characters' comments using the heart codes to express your character's feelings for them!
Heart profit!



"I would kill you."

"I would physically and/or emotionally hurt you."

"I would manipulate you."

"You bore me."

"You annoy/frustrate the shit out of me."

"I envy you."

"I dislike you."

"I pity you."

"I'm indifferent toward you."

"You scare and/or intimidate me."

"Why are you the way you are?"

"I enjoy trolling you."

"I would like to get to know you better."

"I would like to spend time/have fun/be friends with you."

"I respect you."

"I hero worship you."

"I would rescue you/fight by your side."

"I would protect you."

"I would hug you/hold your hand."

"I would kiss you."

"I would date you."

"I would have sex with you."

"I would love you romantically."

"I would love you like family."

"I want to guide you/watch you flourish."

"I feel nothing. I am nothingness."

"You've taught me/influenced me deeply."
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[There was nothing particularly odd about today. It had adhered to Aiichiro’s typical schedule; breakfast, work out, class, lunch, more class, swim practice, dinner, and then back to the dorm to wind down for the night. There were no extraordinary conversations or oddly soft gazes, and absolutely no touches that had lingered for a few seconds too long.

There was nothing of that sort, so why was his focus caught up on a singular, stupid question that seemed to come out of nowhere? At least if he had been the subject of an out of place glance or a coy smile, maybe then he would at least have reason to be sweating the details of this nagging inquiry instead of being able to focus on his English work.

But no, it had seemingly blindsided him with a fury.

Was Rin-senpai gay?

Nitori shifts in his chair, the end of his pen going straight into his mouth. His brows furrowed a bit. The answer to the question didn’t really even matter. Despite his own preferences, Ai didn’t exactly want to know so that he could proceed to sweep his superior off his feet. He couldn’t bear to even foster such a ridiculous notion.

No, no it was just curiosity. He was positive his roommate knew of his preferences, given the embarrassing discovery of his stash of porn. Rin was much too perceptive to have not seen what those magazines entailed, but at the same time the idea of a gay roommate hadn’t phased the red-head in the slightest.
So, then, was he gay too? Or did he just aggressively not care? It wasn’t like Aiichiro was an intimidating queer. There was little chance that he could come on to anyone, or maybe Nitori’s orientation was just so expected that it wasn’t even surprising to his senpai. He wouldn’t be shocked if Rin had been that perceptive of him from the start.

But then again, for such an attractive guy – Rin was never seen with any girl other than his sister. That was pretty weird, right? So maybe he wasn’t straight, either? Maybe he had little interest in anyone? Maybe he was a little odd, like Nanase-Senpai, and was only interested in swimming?

Forty-five minutes of mentally volleying, and finally Nitori’s teeth clicked the back of his pen. The noise must’ve also turned something on inside the light-haired boys skull, because he was talking before his mind could properly filter for both of their sakes.]


Rin-senpai, are you gay?

[He breaks a long silence in their room for his inquiry. He leans back in his chair, sucking in a sharp breath. He has to go with it now. He can’t dwell on the fact that he just let that rip. So he immediately kicks himself into conversationlist mode – ready for damage control before his roommate has even uttered a sound.]
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Wake up, Gamzee. We’re home.

[Ashvin’s voice lacks its typical sharpness as he nudges the, no, his small child in the backseat to wake up. The tone in his voice is cautious – as if too sharp a note would cause social services to sneak up behind him and take away his new son before they’d barely walking in the door.

But, of course, that would be stupid and excessive. So why , exactly, could he not shake the feeling?

He lifts the stirring toddler out of his car seat, pulling him close. The child’s weight in his arms is foreign. Years had passed since Mituna had been that size – and he was missing a good chunk of Sollux’s “carry-me” years. Part of him wasn’t even sure if Sollux would want to be held next time they met.

But, that would also be stupid. Why was he wasting so much of this moment being insufferable anyway?

He carries the toddler in through the garage, ducking his head as they entered into the kitchen.]


This is your new home, kid.

[The lameness of that phrasing made him inwardly grimace. He set the child down onto the tiled floor before kneeling downward. Should he offer some grand tour of his one-floor home? Should he feed him?

Jesus, he was off to a great start in proving he could assimilate back into society as some notable paternal figure.]


What do you think?
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