Rushed and 'QUALITY'. Enjoy your emesis.
Randomly, I noticed that Ryohei wears his rings on his fingers, not hanging around his neck on a necklace anymore ♥. IS THAT NOT BITCHIN? ...stfu it's srs bsnz
[1] Baccano!
[2] Eyeshield 21
[2] Katekyo Hitman Reborn!
Assent-to agree, to acquiesce
Fandom: Baccano!
Character(s): Isaac/Miria, Czes
"If you ever have nightmares, we can always have a sleep over," whispers Miria, voice heavily ladened with fatigue as she smiles softly at him from across the darkened hotel room; and it's only then that he notices that it's quiet, save for the whimpers that occasionally escape the confines of his childlike chest - no one's snoring. Czes quickly wipes the tears from his eyes and kicks up the covers, face hiding stubbornly behind the back of his palm as he runs to the side of the bed where Isaac waits to pick him up from the armpits and to place him there, between them.
Callow- immature
Fandom: Eyeshield 21
Character(s): Hah Bros
A shrug, and Kuroki decides to try it out after Juumonji throws Togano spectacularly into the cold, muddy football field - that whole deal that athletes do when the kinda smack each other on the butt every time they do something cool . He's an sports dude now, too, right? It was kinda weird, but the Americans sure did it a lot, and they should know what the right things to do, being the GODS of sport or whatever, right? Besides, Juumonji's ass was just kinda begging for it.
It connects with a loud, resounding 'smack' that turns the heads of the rest of the team; and it's not long after that a fist smashes into his mouth in return.
Cordial- warm, heartily, and sincere
Fandom: Eyeshield 21
Character(s): DEVIL BATSU
The ratatat of a gun is all that's heard in that small, taciturn infirmary, and Mamori and Musashi are the only ones who don't jump to dodge the bullets and debris that fall from the ceiling.
"If I see one more fucking pussy ass tear from you lot, I'll fucking paint the walls with your blood, fucking brats!"
Discerning-perceptive, showing insight and understanding
Fandom: Katekyo Hitman Reborn!
Character(s): Gokudera/Yamamoto
Shoulders slump and hair shifts to mask the preponderance of a blank expression as his head declines towards the piano keys, pulsating embers of ash flittering from the home of his cigarette to the barren white surface of middle C. Yamamoto rests his forehead in the crook of his neck and breathes in the smell of smoke and cologne, silent as Gokudera accumulates the sticky black tar in his lungs and plays him a song.
Demur- to take exception to, to object
Fandom: Katekyo Hitman Reborn!
Character(s): The Vongola, specifically Ryohei and Chrome HAPPY LATE BIRTHDAY, GURLFRIEND.
Her protests drown pathetically in the sheer volume that engulfs the entirety of the quaint restaurant (Yamamoto once said that it was really busy this time of day, after all, and it wasn't often that they celebrated the birthday of someone so important), so Ryohei keeps his grip around her wrist tight and taught yet gentle as he drags her past tables and chairs and running, screaming children to where the Family sits apart from the crowds, waiting.
Chimerical-fantastically visionary (<-- more of this) or improbable
Fandom: Katekyo Hitman Reborn!
Character(s): TYL!Belphegor and TYL!Ryohei. :'D Antithesis to the previous one, kinda?
"More, more!" chirps Belphegor and Ryohei offers their honored guest a Traditional Vongola Handshake, human bone snapping and crunching like glass underneath the palm of his bare hand."We'll make beautiful music together~"