The Journalism Room

fagihiko:

“Being quick is a necessary though!” Honestly, sometimes she wasn’t all that good; but that was normally when the story they had to research was bad. But, she’d learnt the tricks of the trade and was better than when she first started.

Ah, he was acting like a pet, letting her pet him. He gives his hair a ruffle and laughs. “Well yeah I am— Ah!” she was a bit shocked all of a sudden at the sudden handshake “Yes, yes, I hope so”.
Ah an interview…? He could get a story out of anyone and he picks her of all people. Geez, this boy. The redness had returned to her face a little again “Eh— I guess I can if it’d be enough for the article.” She’d have to watch out what he says.

So she recognizes that it’s a useful trait? Even better — she knows what she needs while scouting out good stories, and that’s more than he can say for some of the others. If only someone like her had arrived a year earlier, things would have been a lot more interesting!

Uoh, and some ruffling! No one ever wants to play with the pervert’s hair, so even though he enjoys such things he rarely has the chance to. Even something as small as this is really nice~ He gives off a quick giggle as weirdos do before focusing his attention back on the task at hand. 

“Well then, well then! Let’s see what I can manage to think up to ask on the spot, shall we?” He sits back down in his chair before sliding out the one next to him, turning it to face toward him, and waiting for her to take her seat before continuing. Screw the normal questions — age, siblings, pets, yadda yadda — while some of it may be a bit interesting later, right now he just wants the juicy stuff. Something that will make a goooood first impression of the new student, kehe, and something he can tease her with. “First question: what’s the REAL reason why you came here? None of that ‘I wanted some change’ stuff — you need a good reason to come all the way out here to a private school in Japan, ne? Was it the subjects? Or the equipment? Or…” he leans in a bit, wiggling his eyebrows, “…was it the gender population? Kehehe!”

(Source: seigetsu-paparazzi)

coffeevamp:

 Oh? A bit of a blush appeared on her face, but just for a second. That certainly was not the answer she had expected, but, she might enjoy this odd turn. “Well then, ‘my pet’…” 
Pet huh~, ooh. I wonder if i could just- She reached out and began stroking his hair.  It looked so soft to the touch that she just couldn’t resist. A small smile creeped upon her face as she decided to play with his pleats.      

Kehe, and such a cute blush! Even better. But before he can have a chance to go any further, he feels her hands on his hair. Ahhh, there’s really no harm in playing “pet” for a while, is there? Especially if it means having his hair played with. He leans a bit closer, allowing her better access before giving off a faint purring and meowing sounds. Hell, if he’s going to embarrass himself he’s going to do it right! “Keheee, Emma-chan is good at this~ You must have a pet at home.” 

(Source: seigetsu-paparazzi)

winguroleplay:

Wingu was silent for a while, listening to how he had to wake up early, used to have lots of mirrors… Sounded like a lot of work, but at least the end result looked so nice, she supposed. She was snapped out of her mild daze with the turn of his head pulling the plait she’d been loosely holding onto.

“A-Ah, my hair’s much too short to pull into braids such as yours,” Wingu laughed, running her fingers through her mid-neck length hair. “I suppose the red fringe is a little longer, but wouldn’t it look weird?” She suggested, smiling slightly back at him.

Pfff, her shocked face is cute, he muses to himself. Let’s see if we can get a bit more of that…

“Naw, I think it’d look pretty cute~” He lightly flicks at the fringe with a couple of fingers. “Braids like that work really well, y’know? It’s actually a moe point for some guys, kuhihi!” Not that he’d admit that he had a thing for girls with random braids. Nope. Never. “Maybe I could show you how to do it, ne?”

(Source: seigetsu-paparazzi)

danderefilipino:

“What? Why is tha—” She was interrupted by kiss. Then squirmed at his lick of her ear. “O-Ooshiro-sempai…” She moaned his name. She realized what she had done. She covered her mouth with her hands, hoping he would not hear it at all. She dropped the book and it fell on the floor below her. No way she could talk while he was at it. No, he wouldn’t, she thought. Suddenly, her phone rang. Yes, saved. She check it and it was Kazuki who was calling.

Bingo. That’s right, she’s already putty in his hands isn’t she? No need to try to convince her of that. He kisses her ear once before lazily making his way back down her jaw and to her face. He takes his time, treating her skin to long kisses and sucking. Just as he reaches her lips again, the sound of a phone goes off.

Who would interrupt at this time of all times? He’s sure the girl has only received calls later in the afternoon — though he would never care to admit how he knows this detail — so why TODAY of all days? And— ah. A sigh of relief releases itself from the girl’s lips. Who is calling her? Who is distracting her from him? Who is making her so relived? Who is it? Who is it who is it who is it who— he plucks the phone lightly from her grasp before checking the screen.

……..Kazuki………….of all people………..keh, how ironic. His best friend, the one who saved him from a life of ruin, the one who has supported him over the years, the one he purposely had himself held back for……….he’s the one getting in the way?

“Kehe, I’m not so sure you’re going to be needing this right now, dearie!” He grins possessively down at the girl below him before answering the call on her phone, using the highest vocal pitch he can muster. “Oh, hello Kazuki-kaichou! I-I’m a bit busy reading this really interesting book right now, sorry, I don’t have time for an old man like you today!” The boy hangs up before tossing the phone lightly down on the ground beside the couch. “So…where were we?”

(Source: seigetsu-paparazzi)

doushio:

“Thinking about me? How… nice of you, Shirogane.” There was something different about him- she wasn’t too sure what it was but somehow he seemed… angry? Angry and… intimidating.
“Happen to them?” She laughed nervously. “Well, they’re just classmates, you know. I’m not particularly close to them or anything… But if something might “happen” to them-Well, of curse I’d be worried. Ehm… Why are you asking this exactly?”

But of course he was thinking about her — he was almost always thinking about her, though he made an effort to conceal such a fact. Ever since she had first entered the club room that day…she had been an odd one, but interesting. Definitely different from everyone else in the school. Before he knew it, she was on his mind constantly. He needed to know more about her, get closer to her. And by the time he had…he was in too deep. She was far too perfect a match for her. He will have her. Him and him alone.

“Ahhh, just classmates?” He pokes at the snail a bit before trailing his finger through the ring of salt, leaving a small path of hope for the creature. “But if they’re just classmates, why should you worry about them? After all, they’re fundamentally nothing more than strangers aren’t they?” The boy finally stands and turns to face the girl behind him, cocking his head at her. “I am the only person you should be worrying about…ne, Ian?” He takes a step toward her. “Just me…and you.”

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“Eh? A visitor? Kehehe, local weirdo Shirogane Ooshirou at your service!” the red-haired boy exclaims form his seat in the club room. “How can I be of help?”

fagihiko:

She nods agreeingly “I guess you’re right there” she can’t help but the males behaviour, she puts and hand over her mouth to try cover it. “Oh I’m sure — w-well I’m sure you’re not since 99.9% of the school is male” Honestly, his behaviour wasn’t too much of a bother; there wasn’t worse where she came from, but she didn’t feel too intimidated by his actions.

He was… seriously dedicated to this. The actions and his behavior and the way he wanted her to stay and help; you could tell he was serious under the joker exterior. She nods, walking over to the male; she stretches a little and pats him on the head, laughing again; “Yes, yes; I want to join anyway, you needn’t beg. But the confirmation is nice too~” she muses smiling. “I want to be as much help here as I can”

“Pfft, you’ve got a point! Kehe,” he gives a small chuckle before relaxing again. “You’re pretty quick, aren’t you? You’ll make a perfect addition to the club.” Goodness knows some of the other members just don’t seem to catch onto things very quickly, which can be costly when trying to gather information or find a story. This girl, however…

And suddenly she’s patting his head. Most people go out of their way to stay away form him, and yet she…even after all of that…huh. He subconsciously leans down a bit to give her better access. “Wait, so you’re definitely joining??” He grabs her free hand with both of his and shakes it lightly in excitement. “Well I’m sure you’ll be plenty of help, miss Rosalyn! Actually speaking of which…” He did say he wasn’t going to stop with the teasing, didn’t he? “Maybe you could help me with something right now? We have enough room in the upcoming issue for one more small article…would you mind if I gave you a little interview? Our new student allll the way from England, kehe!” Maybe he could manage to milk a bit of personal information out of her~

(Source: seigetsu-paparazzi)