Reita Toritsuka - Birthday Celebration

Three Dumb Little Meta Haiku

I had a haiku,

But I lost it on campus. 

Wonder where it is. 

Haiku are heartfelt. 

Yup. Haiku all mean something.

No shallow haiku. 

Poems are quite long,

Except this one, distinctly.

Haiku are funny.

the sudden urge to write a romance about the sweet little blorbos in your head even though you can't write kissing for shit

An excerpt from a project I'm working on:

Saiki knew it would be a bad day when he woke up.

First, he had a premonition and had to stop the gas station from blowing up because of a stray rock. Then, he got a call from Kuusuke, letting him know he would be over next weekend. After that, his limiter had fallen out, and he’d gotten stuck in a time loop for hours, all before breakfast. 

Finally, to top it all off, he had to take his younger sister to school with him.

“Please, Kusuo, honey?” his mother pleaded, eyes sparkling. “I promised Hana I would see her band today, and Kuriko doesn’t have anyone to watch her…

‘Fine,’ he said tiredly, looking over at his 5-year-old sister, devouring pancakes at a concerning rate. He met his mother’s eyes again, quickly averting his gaze when he saw her glistening eyes. 

“Oh, Ku, thank you so much! I’ll get you some coffee jelly on my way home.” Good grief. He turned away, going through a mental checklist before school. He had all his bags, his homework was done, and Nendou’s favorite ramen shop was closed for the morning, so he should be fine

A slight tug on his pant leg made him look down to see Kuriko staring up at him, mouth wiped clean of syrup and her light pink hair in a ponytail. Her hair was longer than his in girl form - it reached all the way down to her shoulders.

“Kusu-kun, when are we going?” she whined, staring up at him with large, lamp-like eyes. Saiki let out a huff.

‘Right now,’ he said, opening the door and gesturing for her to go before him. She skittered outside, setting off in a random direction that was definitely not the way to get to PK Academy. 

Good grief.

‘Kuriko!’ 

—

After teleporting them both back to his house (no, Kuriko, they couldn’t teleport straight into the school; people would see them), they set off along the stone-ladden path to the academy, Kuriko leaping from stone to stone, determined not to touch the cracks.

“Kusu-kun, are we theeere yet?” she whined back at him, the fourth time in the last fifteen minutes. Could psychics get aneurysms?

‘Five more minutes,’ he said blandly. It wasn’t the truth – without teleportation, they had about ten more minutes until they arrived at PK, but Kuriko didn’t need to know that. 

Of course, he was so focused on making sure Kuriko didn’t kill herself by accident that he forgot to watch out for other life-threatening dangers. 

“Buddy!” Nendou called, slinging an arm around his shoulders. Saiki nearly punched him in the face, but restrained himself at the last second. 

“Nendou!” Kaidou called out, panicked. “You’ll kill him!” Good luck with that.

“What? Buddy never gets hurt!” Nendou boasted, finally looking down at the small child that was staring at him in abject fascination. “Huh? Who’s this?”

Sunrise - Akechi Birthday Celebration

Akechi grasped the branch above him, lifting himself onto the grassy clearing. The stars twinkled in dwindling light above him, and he straightened, standing and brushing dirt off his shirt.

"I know you're here, Kusuo," he said, not turning around. He reached out behind him, hand brushing against a familiar arm. He felt his friend sigh, and a smile curled on Touma's face.

"You never missed the sunrise when I invited you." Akechi pursed his lips, preventing the rambling string of words that usually spilled out. Instead, they watched light spill across the hilltop, history weighing heavy on their shoulders.

Sorry this is so late, I was a bit busy. Aiura's should come out in a couple of hours.

Metori Saiko - Birthday Celebration

Metori glided easily through the math test, marking answers carelessly. His tutors had taught him all this months ago, and he couldn't believe these idiots were still on it. He opened his mouth to tell the teacher he finished.

A frustrated sigh whistled out from beside him, and he glanced surreptitiously at the kid beside him. Kuboyasu stared at his paper, lips pursed. 

He glanced at his paper and back at the kid beside him. The stress of the test was clear on his face.

 In other words, Saiko had nothing to do with the note now on Kuboyasu's desk.

THEY CITED A FUCKING WIKIPEDIA ARTICLE I’M DYING

Matsuzaki - Birthday Celebration

"I hope you understand why I invited you to my office," Matsuzaki said calmly. Kongou just stared at him defiantly. 

"No, teach. I don't," he all but spat, his face twisted in annoyance.

"Kongou, I wanted to talk to you about your grades in Japanese. You're seriously lagging behind." Kongou rolled his eyes.

"I'll try harder. Is that all?"  Matsuzaki quieted and peered at the student before him. Finally, he nodded, and Kongou stood abruptly and stalked out.

Matsuzaki glanced down at the poem in front of him, Kongou Tsuyoshi written at the bottom. Maybe next time, he'd confront him.

Uhh… like 5’3 I think?

@saiurangels @psi-bug @3van08 @hillbilly---man @justmagicalgirl

@ mutuals rb this w how tall you are i wanna know

i’m 4’11

Coffee Jelly, and its Subsequent "Drawbacks"

Powerless Saiki Kusuo AU

Saiki was pretty sure someone should have warned him of the effects of caffeine before all this happened.

Teen and Up; 1,242 Words; No Archive Warnings

Where does the random guy arriving at your house benefit? Are they a roofer and they do this to possibly increase business, or are they just assholes?

Don’t….. fuckin power wash your roof. Don’t let anyone power wash your roof.