nosomatsu

[nosomatsu]

Despite his often shitty habit of hitting on girls, Osomatsu actually isn't all that accustomed to anyone flirting back with him. He hasn't even had anyone truly return his feelings before -- not really. Not in any way that really counts. The Nyaa thing had ended pretty badly, despite how much he'd hyped himself up to try and go on a genuine date with her, and all the pep talks ... but now, he's finding himself yet again stuck in a similar situation.

They'd met at the Pachinko parlor not too many days ago -- a very kind, pretty girl had offered to pool money with the gambling, and from there the entire day had been spent chattering away. Both of them had a pretty good time, or so Osomatsu thought -- enough so that this lady actually expressed interest in taking him out for dinner. That had been enough to really butter the eldest Matsuno up, eagerly agreeing, and then bragging about it later that night to his brothers over dinner. Of course they gave him hell for it, and even then, it was hard for them to believe it - it sounded WAY too good to be true.

And it was.

Because when Osomatsu had gotten ready for the date, nerves fried but so, so excited, he would find himself completely ghosted. He'd brought flowers and dressed pretty presentably -- well, by Osomatsu standards, anyways.. A baseball jacket over his usual hoodie, a nice pair of jeans, and most importantly, combed hair. At first, he'd just thought maybe she was running late. But, the longer he waited here, the realization that he'd been snubbed started to creep into every facet of his being, face falling more and more blank as the pit in his stomach only grew.

He could see the group of teens laughing and mocking him silently -- he could feel pitied glances from more than one person thrown his way. He fucking hated every second of this- the pity, the laughing, and worst of all... the fact that when he'd tried to text his MIA date, he'd found she'd blocked his number. So, she really wasn't coming. If Osomatsu were any less stubborn, he'd probably cry then and there -- but that's not the Oso way. No, instead, that blank expression really settles in to his features, brain dissociating as the waitress comes over again for the nth time in the almost two hours he'd been waiting and asks what he'd like to eat.

He can't even remember what he said, honestly. Just something cheap, probably, but he could hardly think straight right now. Right as he started to spiral, fists clenching his jeans so tight they were trembling, he sees --

a girl?

.. . .. a really pretty girl???

Sit across? from him ? ? ? ? ???

Slowly, his brain starts up again, the gears turning in his head as he takes in the girl across from him. Her and all her big fluffy coat glory, and though she wasn't that girl from Pachinko, she.... was even prettier. By the time her words process, he really hasn't entirely been able to shake off that blank expression, but he is visibly trembling. His voice, too, is quiet -- so unlike he usually is, out of sheer shellshocked shyness.

"O-oh -- Uh. Yeah... ... Yeah, you can -- y-you can join me! Yeah..!"

.. Aw, hey, look at that! Despite his nervousness, he does manage a pretty earnest grin.

"Uh-- I -- I already ordered but when she comes back, I can ask if she'd take your order too? If you want." His head dips down, just a bit. "Nice to meet you, by the way. I'm uh -- Oooooooooosomatsu." He politely offers a hand to shake, if she wants. Nobody's ever done this for him before, is that the proper thank you etiquette for a situation like this ..?

@nosomatsu // closed starter.

The problem with a lot of teenagers is that they're some of the most merciless people in the universe, experiencing life at one of the worst stages of development imaginable. So Anzu isn't surprised per se when she walks past and hears a trio of them snickering and nudging each other, pointing none too subtly at some guy just, what, trying to enjoy a meal solo? Lots of theories floating between them when Anzu perks her ears to listen (what? a girl can't be curious? a girl can't have an investigative spirit?), none of which are flattering, but the prevalent observation seems to be that this guy has been here for a while and his date's bailed on him. (Oh god yeah, now that she's looking over him, he has that totally blank look to his face that does not bode well in refuting that).

Watching him sit there all alone, amid all the muttering... yeah, this is hitting a little too close to home (or, well, the home of an earlier time in her life at least). So, slinging her jacket (leopard-spotted and needlessly fluffy) over her arm, Anzu abandons her first-choice table and makes a few long, purposeful strides for the seat across from Mr. Jilted-Lover.

"Hi hi!☆ You mind if I sit here?" The question is made seemingly irrelevant in the next second as she's already seated herself across from him and slung her purse over the back of the chair, but oh well. She tips forward and says, in a tone that's custom-inflected to sound conspiratorial in the most audible manner possible: "I was gonna sit by my lonesome, but it was, like, actually pretty loud and annoying over there?☆" She makes an offhanded gesture towards the table of quieting teenagers, turning briefly to flash them a bright smile and a wiggle of her fingers until the first brush of shame hits and they're compelled to look elsewhere. Turning her attention back to the man across from her, she tips her head, dangling earrings jingling faintly as she goes. "You wouldn't resent a poor, soft-hearted gal for wanting some company while she eats, right? Nice guy like you?"

#HI . SORRY THIS TOOK ME FOREVER #i am so slow with tumblr threads #˗ˏˋ꒰ 🍺 ꒱ ┈┈┈〈 𝐑𝐄𝐏𝐋𝐘 〉 osomatsu

[nosomatsu]

guys it turns out if you wanna have fun and be a fun and interesting person you like have to fill your day with fun things and not just rotting in your room …… need a moment to process

#˗ˏˋ꒰ 🌲 ꒱ ┈┈┈〈 𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐃𝐘 〉 allmatsu

[nosomatsu]

HIIII guys...... so .... I havent really had a casual server to hang in for awhile!! but.. that said, i'd love to have a casual place where i can just hang with you guys though, so. if you want, here!! join my casual dashbuddies discord! come chat about general fandom interests, anyone's welcome to join! that said, please do note i also have it open to my main acct mooties to join!! so you may see some non rp blogs there.

#˗ˏˋ꒰ 🍒 ꒱ ┈┈┈⋞ 𝐓𝐗𝐓 ⋟ ooc #this is technically my second attempt at remaking this server but. eh! ! #i'd just like a place to vibe with you guys ok ...

[nosomatsu]

(( now that i'm finally back in the swing of writing, i'll be trying to queue up writing for the next few days!!! .... that said, would anyone like to thread with jyushimatsu? he's the only brother i don't actually have an ongoing thread for, i'd like to have at least one for each of the bros going on! ))

#˗ˏˋ꒰ 🍒 ꒱ ┈┈┈⋞ 𝐓𝐗𝐓 ⋟ ooc #˗ˏˋ꒰ 🍒 ꒱ ┈┈┈⋞ 𝐃𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐄 𝐋𝟖𝐑 ⋟ ooc

[nosomatsu]

Truth be told, Choromatsu was only really here for the concert. He'd gotten VIP backstage tickets for once, having quickly spent the money on them after hitting it big at pachinko so that his brothers wouldn't catch any whiff of his cash prize, and it was worth every penny! Now he had enough money to even get additional merch, too, if he really wanted -- which might raise eyebrows between his brothers, sure, but by then it'd be way too late to do anything about it. Excitedly, he'd clutched the tickets all the way home, happily skipping, radiating joy. Which his brothers poked fun at, sure .. but, hey, it was ok! He had something to look forward to in a few days!!

When the time for the concert rolled around, though, he wasn't .. really told exactly what to do when the concert was over. The concert itself was, of course, a total blast, having bought plenty of merch to wear during it, too -- but, when it came time for the backstage part to happen, there.. didn't really seem to be anyone to tell him what to do. Maybe he was the only one who bought such VIP tickets, or maybe they just forgot that he did, so after about thirty minutes of waiting around in the empty stage room, anxiousness growing ever larger the longer he'd stayed put, he eventually decided to just suck it up and seek help.

First place he thought of going was behind the stage -- cause that's what backstage meant, right? But, as he stood there, shoulders hunched and head dipping a little low, his neutral resting frown only grew stronger. Brown eyes flit to and fro, fro and to -- eyes landing on a pretty lady who seemed to be pretty busy with work. She was so pretty, in fact, that he'd COMPLETELY lost sight of what he was even doing back there, opting to instead blankly stare at her with beady eyes.

When she jumped, he did too -- making a pathetic little whimper noise at the same time, though his posture now stood ramrod straight. Oh no. She was angry. Why was she angry? He didn't know how he could have messed up, his mind going a million miles a minute -- well, okay. Maybe he shouldn't have stared, but, cmon! Look at her!

... Ack. She was talking again. Before he could really stop himself, a pathetic "sorry" for startling her slipped past his lips. His body was already leaning back in preparation for more chewing out, like the kind of shit that Totoko would do to him when mad.. Only to find that he was perfectly physically fine, actually, and her tone quieted? Not only that, but she ..... was telling him to help her?? With wires?

Ok. Well, he's at a loss. What the hell does he even say to that? Did she think he worked here? He didn't, but -- he also didn't want to turn her down or make her mad again, and it really looked like she was the only one here... she definitely needed help. So, after a moment of slack-jawed silence, his lips press into a thin, worried line, brows knitting together in worry.

"... Uhhh, well, I mean I can try ... I don't really have any training, but I'm pretty good at detangling things. And wrapping them shouldn't be too hard, right? .... Is there, uh, paper or? Something? That I'm supposed to use for that?"

@nosomatsu // closed starter.

That shithead Dojima, getting 'stomach issues' 15 minutes into packing away sound equipment post-show (really, how convenient of him to get the runs right after all the 'fun' parts of running sound for the idol show were over and done with, all after talking about having a date tonight). Now she's stuck hauling all these speakers and untangling the mess he left the cables in solo until the new part-timer gets here to fill in. It's already been 30 minutes since they told me he was en-route, what's the hold up?!

That question is about to be answered, though (or--well, she thinks it is). As her fingers drum against the speaker in her arms and the heel of her clunky platform boot taps an impatient beat in time to the music in her headphones, Ran turns towards the entryway, and--

"Jeeeee-sus fuck--" Her hands twitch around the speaker, rhythm completely disrupted in her surprise at the figure just--standing in that doorway. Forcing her shoulders down, she sets the speaker down on the floor, pops a headphone out of one ear, and levels the guy at the door with a squint that borders on accusation. "...Oi, oi," her voice pitches lower, maybe to cover her embarrassment at the upwards tick her pitch had initially taken in the shock of the moment. "You--make a fucking noise, seriously! Lingering in that door like some Victorian-era ghost boy, or something... what the hell..."

Ran side eyes the clock overhead, then levels him with a flat stare. She's never seen this guy in her life, she's pretty sure. New guy indeed. "...You're late." Pushing a hand through her bangs, she lets them fall back into place with a flick of her wrist and a click of her tongue. "Ahh, whatever, whatever, I don't wanna hear it... you're here now (unlike that fucking Dojima)..." She jerks her thumb towards the pile of jacks and cables the aforementioned coworker had disconnected and then left in one ugly mass in his hasty retreat. "You can de-tangle and wrap cables at least, right? Did they train you?"

#˗ˏˋ꒰ 📗 ꒱ ┈┈┈〈 𝐑𝐄𝐏𝐋𝐘 〉 choromatsu #AWESOME. LOVE THEM ALREADY

[nosomatsu]

This month's brainrot brought to you by: Jon Arbuckle and his five identical brothers.

#˗ˏˋ꒰ 🌲 ꒱ ┈┈┈〈 𝐀𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐂 〉 allmatsu

[nosomatsu]

#and im turning 24!! #˗ˏˋ꒰ 🍒 ꒱ ┈┈┈⋞ 𝐓𝐗𝐓 ⋟ ooc

[nosomatsu]

Osomatsu san 2022 calendar scans

#˗ˏˋ꒰ 🌲 ꒱ ┈┈┈〈 𝐀𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐂 〉 allmatsu

[nosomatsu]

Todomatsu is no stranger to this kind of thing. Being approached by random girls, told how cute he is, flirting ensues.. so when he picks up on another girl approaching, with he and the hubris that he has, he feels nothing but elated! Preening himself as subtly as possible, it's not until she speaks that the youngest sextuplet actually takes a good look at her and thinks about the situation. Big, brown eyes blink at her, sparkling as he blankly stares, trying to process her request..

But after a moment, he tilts his head to the side, handwaving her. Making sure to speak as loud as possible, he starts to laugh a little too obnoxiously -- "GIRLLL, I told you not to wear that shirt! We were supposed to match today! Hehe, oh well.. Guess we'll have to just match another day."

He casually loops an arm around her shoulders, babbling away about the most nothing thing -- just playing along with the whole situation. Subtly, he pulled his phone out, and jammed it her direction. Putting on his cutesy voice, and giving her a little shake in the process, he waved his phone around at her, tapping out a message on the screen.

"Look, look! This picture is really funny, isn't it?"

I'm calling my brothers. They'll know what to do.

After a second he'd deemed long enough for her to read the text, he opened his phone app. With every shake, he'd pressed a button on the keypad, thumb hovering over the call button.

"Oh, yeah! Choromatsu-niisan is sad you didn't make it to his birthday party.... You really should call him! Here, I bet he'll pick right up!! He'd love to hear from you!" 😊

Maybe he SHOULD be calling the police or something instead, but to be honest -- when Todomatsu is in danger, or doesn't know what to do, his brothers are always the first people he thinks of. Even if they're all kind of dumbasses, they know that phone calls from Totty are rare -- AND very important. Especially if they're like the strange one they're undoubtedly about to receive... Still, he now has caught on to a strange pursuer straggling some distance from them, so he takes to guiding her towards a general shopping district route that they could loop for a while. At least until his bigger brothers get here.

Man, he hopes he didn't bite off more than he could chew. She wouldn't know it, but he absolutely is freaking out. At least the ring from the phone meant the call was going through, though, and his protective grip grew a little stronger as he chattered away. Eventually, the phone picks up.

"Totty? Is everything okay?"

      A  young  woman  approaches  you  with  a  smile  that  borders  on  hysterical.  Her  demeanor  is  cheery,  but  you  can  tell  by  the  way  she  carries  herself  that  she's  on  edge,  especially  when  she  peers  over  her  shoulder  like  she's  being  watched.  She  fidgets  with  the  collar  of  her  shirt,  seeming  nervous  to  speak,  but  she  eventually  gets  the  words  out,  voice  soft  and  slightly  shaky.

      ❝I'm  sorry  to  be  a  bother,  but  could  you  pretend  we  know  each  other  and  walk  with  me  for  a  little  while?  I  think  I'm  being  followed...❞

#˗ˏˋ꒰ 📱 ꒱ ┈┈┈〈 𝐑𝐄𝐏𝐋𝐘 〉 todomatsu #HIE I HVENT GOTTEN A CHANCE TO USE EM MUCH YET SOOOO #hi <3 #hope this reply's alright!! #beemuses

[nosomatsu]

lackluster is such a sick own like dude youre not even shiny at all

#˗ˏˋ꒰ 🕶️ ꒱ ┈┈┈〈 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 〉 karamatsu

[nosomatsu]

Osomatsu's idea of a fun day out wasn't something most others would consider 'proper'. Showing people around or introducing someone new to their new neighbors would probably be the correct way to go here -- but the eldest Matsuno son wasn't most others. No, he was CRAZY irresponsible -- and honestly, showing Hachi around after she'd moved into Akatsuka alley hadn't even occurred to him. The first thing that DID occur was to bring her somewhere she might have fun, she seemed like such a nervous and strange kid -- she just needs to loosen up!

But instead of offering to go to a theme park, or just lunch or something, he'd settled on dragging her along to horse racing. ( Hey, at least it wasn't pachinko, right? ) It was something that he enjoyed, and maybe she would too -- teenagers love illegal betting, right? He knows he sure did when he was her age! And as long as she used the anonymous booth, it probably wouldn't be an issue. Not really the smartest thing to do, or the best first impression to make, though, is it? Oh, well. If she didn't wanna gamble a little, then that's fine -- she'd probably still like to watch the horses, too.

As they waited in line, he'd figured that she would have known what they were here for-- but as it turns out, that simply wasn't the case. It'd taken her til they were already in line for a betting ticket booth for her to even ask what was going on, and with how frightened she sounded, he could only turn and look at her, confused. One eyebrow raised at her, a kind of blank stare -- but he does answer question, albeit in a very casual manner.

"Uh, yeah. Wasn't that obvious? I thought for sure you knew what was going on... Why're you so surprised?" A cheeky grin, lighthearted laugh -- he gives her a little jostle with his left hand, while his right rubs under his nose. "Oh, cmon now! Relaaaax!! You're DEFINITELY not old enough to be betting, but you can be here cause I'm an adult! I just brought you along because I figured you'd wanna bet! Or, maybe you'd just like to watch horses or something."

He turns back to face the ticketbooth, a measley amount of yen in his hands as he steps forward. Just two more people before him -- and on his heel, he swivels around and hands Hachi a few dollars of money to bet on too. That grin of his only widened, eyes closing as he smiled so wide -- a carefree, happy smile.

"Since there's no real people working these booths, you can bet anonymously if you really want to! If you don't, though , then uh -- use that money to get something to eat, or something." He just kind of waves her off, making the motion with his hands -- then turns on his heel when he sees the last person shuffle forward.

"You know," he says, as he inputs his betting information into the booth. He didn't even have to look at the buttons as he input information, clearly having done this MANY, MANY times, "I didn't even realize your name meant lucky til ya brought it up! That's pretty awesome! But, I wonder if that means you might actually BE good luck... Guess we'll see, haha!"

..... did .... he completely ignore her saying she's just normal? Uh, yeah, he did -- or seems like it might've just gone in one ear and out the other. Still, when he finishes, he makes room for her to step up to the booth if she so desired.

"You wanna bet? I can totally cover for you if you do! Don't wooooorrry, you won't get in any trouble or anything -- I promise!" He waggles the betting ticket in the air, as if to emphasize it's existence. He's waiting for you, Hachi! Give em an answer!

@nosomatsu // starter.

One thing about Hachi is that if she's asked to go along somewhere, she'll go. It's the agreeable thing to do! So when her idle chatter with her around-the-corner neighbour turns into an invite, she agrees without much thought. And really, Osomatsu seems like a nice enough guy despite how awkward she worries her first impression had been (she'd been kind of hoping one of his parents would answer the door instead when she came to introduce herself--she's better with the older crowd, you put her with a 20something and she feels immediately inadequate and kind of lame, like she's bothering them just by existing in their space--he'd been nicer than expected, though! she feels kind of bad for assuming he'd be rude).

Anyway, about 10 minutes into the walk it occurs to Hachi that she has no idea where they're going, but at this point it feels too awkward to ask (and when she tries to imagine doing so, her mind just supplies her with about 6 separate, equally devastatingly exasperated ways he might respond). No, she definitely missed the window on this one. Luckily, Osomatsu's steps slow to a crawl as they enter a crowded building, and as they queue up for... well, something, Hachi takes the time to look around and strain her ears to listen for clues about what exactly that something is.

Hmm. Scoreboards, tracks, race numbers, betting amounts, whoa, some really weird names--hold on. Pause. Rewind. Replay at half speed. Pause again. Zoom. Enhance. Colour correct. Remove noise. Betting amounts? As in, money?

"Heeh--ah--um...?!" You can pinpoint the exact moment realization strikes her--the leisurely shift of her facial features (politely curious, puzzled, back and forth between amusement and surprise depending on what name she's looking at) cleaves abruptly in two, replaced with an expression of dawning shock and horror beneath it. Lightning strikes, thunder rumbles [only in her head]. She turns to Osomatsu in small, slightly jittery increments, pointing limply to one of the places detailing odds that she can't make heads or tails of. "O-so-mat-su-san, is this horse betting? Like, gambling...?" The last word is spoken with such conspiratorial quietness that it actually loops right back around to being conspicuous somehow. Hachi's head whips around nervously, struck with the sudden fear that she's about to be caught out in a sting operation any second, or maybe star in some impromptu after-school special about underage gambling. The lead role?! But I'm Girl B! "Am I allowed to be here?! No, more importantly--"

More importantlyyy, why is this the activity we're doing?! Osomatsu-saaaan?! Does she seem like a big gambler? She guesses gamblers can be anyone--and actually, it's pretty progressive and open-minded of him to think a terminally dorky teenage girl is some sort of high-roller at the tracks, but c'mon! Or, wait, is it because of that...?

Over the course of her turbulent thoughts she's changed expressions several more times (stricken, thoughtful, admiring, back to stricken, then sudden understanding), head tipping from one side to the other. Finally, she turns back to face Osomatsu (hopefully he didn't say anything important while she was going on that face journey), expression too earnestly serious by half for the situation she is actually in right now.

"A--hh... is it because of my name...?" Eight is meant to denote good fortune, isn't it? That's right, something about the way the kanji for it flares out at the bottom... She holds up a palm, and then ducks her head a little with a nervous laugh (the self-imposed weight of the world on her shoulders). "Um, I don't know if my luck is that strong, though... I think it's about average, you know? ...Sorry to say it at this point."

#˗ˏˋ꒰ 🍺 ꒱ ┈┈┈〈 𝐑𝐄𝐏𝐋𝐘 〉 osomatsu #HI SORRY THIS REPLY TOOK AGES. I CAN'T WAIT FOR THE UNHINGED HORSE RACES TO START. #this will be the funniest thread on here i think.

[nosomatsu]

THE MATSUNO'S STARTER PKMN.

( THIS IS A VERY LONG POST, BTW. )

So this has been a study post that I've been wanting to make for awhile now! This is going to concern their pokemon verse, but more specifically just focusing on their starter 'mons rather than the rest of their team. I'm still working ON the rest of the teams, but I don't think they have more than two or three each .. MAYBE four tops.

Anyways!! The starters!!!!

Growing up, the Matsuno sextuplets always looked identical in every conceivable way. As you can see here, they were always dressed in identical clothing, had identical haircuts, and if you were to just look at the picture as is, then unless you watched the show and remembered this specific episode very well ( from the 80s ) then there's a HIGH CHANCE you won't be able to tell who is who. Not even in the slightest.

Well, this is largely due to Matsuyo's budget, and buying them clothes in bulk. While I have very mixed feelings on her as a mother, when the children were younger she was actually much better to the boys. She DID try to do her best, even though their budget had to have been pretty thin when having to take care of sextuplets she hadn't expected.

While the whole "identical clothes and identical presentation" in every way really REALLY fucked them up in the long run, it isn't exactly something that could be helped too much at this time. THAT'S a ramble saved on her for later, because trust me -- i've dissected everyone in this show a million times over i have SO many thoughts ( might make a sideblog for it or something so i don't constantly overwhelm the dash.. ) . But just know it wasn't done out of malice.

In a pokemon verse, when it comes time for the brothers' first starters ... I'm sure Matsuyo would have bought them in bulk, too. Probably bought a whole LITTER, in fact, so that they were all siblings, too. Thus, the brothers' very first starters ... ... ...

... were eevees.

A nearly identical litter of them, except for one which was shiny ( not that they knew at the time, though. ) Six same faces, six same starters. It's funny how it worked out and fit, isn't it? They recieved them on their 13th birthday, as a gift before starting highschool.

Each of them were allowed to decorate their ball how they wanted, but because there weren't any real pokemon that could be bought wildly, they'd went to a breeder for this purpose. Each of them was given an eevee, with Todomatsu receiving the shiny -- but they largely looked the same. Each of them came with a cheap everstone collar, too, that the boys weren't allowed to take off until they were older and could do more research into evolutions. They're a big responsibility, and there's so much that they could evolve into, after all!

The differences between the brothers -- and the eevee's -- wouldn't really show until around midway through highschool, however. All their lives, for as long as they'd had and raised the eevees, they continued to act as a unit. Then, things super fell apart by their second year -- until their final year, in which they barely talked to one another. Gone were the days of all of them acting like a silly little troupe of performers, or whatever else have you -- no more doing things as a team, or people being able to gawk at them for having identical eevee's belonging to identical faces.

The only eevee to have evolved at all during this time was Jyushimatsu's -- and it'd evolved into Sylveon. It shocked a lot of people, given how rage filled he seemed to act all the time -- how could someone so angry all the time have such a sweet, caring pokemon? Was he really that friendly? It was hard to make a connection between the two, but it was undeniable that he must've been good to his sylveon when nobody was watching.

The other's evolutions' took WAY LONGER, though. And absolutely NONE of them are what the bro's really wanted. You see, most people would probably have their colors match, or be something the brother's actually wanted -- a la,

Oso - flareon Kara - vaporeon Choro - leafeon Ichi - espeon Jyushi - jolteon Todo - shiny sylveon

BUUT.. In my take, what they want is NOT what they get. Actually, they get eeveelutions which reflect the hidden / usually unwanted aspects of themselves that they desperately try to suppress -- Jyushi's initial eevee at the time included. Thus, their evolutions go as so;

Oso - umbreon Kara - leafeon Choro - Espeon Ichi - Flareon Jyushi - Sylveon Todo - shiny glaceon

Each of the brothers has a name pun to their chosen named pokemon; initially, i was gonna give em all a matching suffix like the brothers do with -matsu , but i don't think that even as kids they'd agree on what suffix to match. So, instead, birth order number puns!!!

I will now explain in the order which they evolved for the brothers, and why.

1. JYUSHIMATSU & SYLVEON

Jyushimatsu's eevee was named Gofurou ( 護符郎 ; meaning lucky / five ). It's pokeball was decorated with the number 14, and was in a standard pokeball that he'd handpainted with stunning realistic accuracy to look like a baseball. He is the best artist of the brothers, after all! ( canonically! )

As I already said, Jyushi's was the first to evolve. Despite his rage at the time, and how scary he was as a person there for several years, there was a lot of love he didn't know where to put. So, all that affection and love went into Gofurou.

Where he was standoffish and angry and tense at everyone else and the world around him, all his love and affection went to his Eevee. He never once treated it badly, and was incredibly kind to it (and any other animals/pokemon, really) to the point that when it pawed off it's everstone collar, it'd almost immediately evolved into Sylveon after.

This was to everyone's SURPRISE; at the time, his kindness and his love WAS something that he repressed. However, even with how angry and terrible of a teen Jyushi could be at times, this Sylveon knew that it was loved to it's very core. Eventually, Jyushi turned to the happy go lucky smiley guy we know now, but .. not before some fuckery with the mental world of his and reassurance that it WAS okay to let loose and laugh, something he felt he long forgot how to do.

Throughout all this time, Gofurou was always silly and friendly as Jyushimatsu formerly was / will continue to be post highschool, and honestly, the two of them get along together great! It's even where Jyushimatsu learned how to do the tentacle arms from -- it's wiggly bow is what inspired him!

I think, though, that Jysuhimatsu couldn't really handle more than two or three pokemon at a time tops. For the longest time, Gofurou was his only constant pokemon, but he's never one to restrict their freedom much -- if they don't want to be owned, he'll set them free. Simple as that. He had a few others that dipped in and out of his team, but never ones that really stayed for long as he tended to release them rather fast. But Gofurou was his luckiest pokemon, his lucky charm and reminder that people can change...

Gofurou was there for him through thick and thin -- so .. instead of giving Homura his lucky baseball brace as a parting gift, he gifted her his sylveon. Something to remind her of the good in the world, and that even through the bad it is possible to be loved, and that she was loved. He gave Gofurou to her to protect her and to remind her there is ALWAYS going to be someone who cares. It was tough parting with his partner, but Homura was his first love -- and she needed Goforou's support more than he did.

So, Gofurou no longer lives in the household anymore. It's unlikely he'll really get to even see him again.... But that's okay. As long as Homura is safe, he's perfectly happy with this end result. Even if it does hurt quite a bit, it was his own choice, and one that was certainly for the best. THAT SAID .. I actually do have a hc as to what happens next after, and what pokemon he gets from here -- but I'll save that for another post. ^_^

2. ICHIMATSU & FLAREON

Ichimatsu's eevee is named Sesshi ( 切歯 ; meaning grinding teeth / four ). It's pokeball was rather plain, and the least well taken care of ball out of all the brothers. Eventually, from it's poor care, it had to be replaced with a different ball. He ended up getting a hand-me-down luxury ball from Iyami, but the hinges are kind of eeky there too..

There's a lot of rage within Ichimatsu in his teen years. Rage, and endless depression and emptiness. Not quite in the same way as Jyushimatsu, mind you -- he was actually the opposite. The thing is, as a teen and growing up he was always an incredibly huge people pleaser. Even if that wasn’t his real true personality, and he was immensely struggling with depression, he never really let anyone see it.

It was both frowned upon in japanese society to seek help with mental health issues, as well as generally being due to Ichimatsu being both INCREDIBLY stubborn and painfully anxious when it came to asking for help. Even despite this, he was still sent off to therapy -- but it didn't help him. If anything, it made him far worse, because even when he had his family's support, he only seemed to clam up and close off more rather than open up, which is kind of super vital to therapy. It was made terrible by the fact that he was expected to tell a total stranger about his issues, and well -- Ichimatsu doesn't open up that easily for ANYONE, he never really had.

Although, there was a lot of negativity swirling around in his mind. A WHOLE LOT of rage, of bitterness, of anxiety, of jealousy -- so many bad feelings that didn't have anywhere to go. His eevee had taken notice of this, and it's personality began to reflect his true feelings more and more -- where it used to be the most sociable of the group, at the highest of the hierarchy of eevee's alongside his brothers, it began to grow a little bitter and more aggro to the others. Not enough so that it ever caused egregious harm or anything, but pokemon Do tend to reflect their masters a little... And just as Ichimatsu had become isolated, so too did his eevee start withdrawing as well.

Now, you'd think that he'd get that espeon, right? After all, it totally matched his desire to understand cats more, and it's the most catlike out of all the evolutions. AND it's PURPLE!!! But, the thing about it is -- Ichimatsu isn't a guy that spends a lot of time outside in the daylight; he thrives in the nighttime. Additionally, the ESP kitty incident was only TEMPORARY in the show -- so why would he have an esper eeveelution long term, then?

He'd been preparing for a potential umbreon or espeon evolution for Sesshi anyways, when one day, his 'friends' dragged him out for shopping. While out, they bought a few stones for their pokemon -- but, they got an additional, unneeded one for free. This was a fire stone, and so it was shunted off on Ichimatsu who pretended to happily accept it because of how pushy they were being, even if he didn't want it. But they didn't care if he didn't want it, and quickly moved on, chatting away about some random things that happened that day and leaving Ichimatsu out of the conversation, as usual.

The moment he got home, though, he was pissed off and so fucking tired of masking, that he threw it in the trash bin as hard as he could. There, his eevee had curiously peeked to what got him so angry, and to inspect the strange new scent -- and in the process, touched the fire stone.

So now, Sesshi is a flareon as a result of his anger blindsiding him, ruining his planned evolutions. Just Great... ( i Like to think this is why he has such a resilience to fire now in pokemon verse specifically, though., LOL )

3. KARAMATSU & LEAFEON

Karamatsu's eevee is named Jigo ( 耳語 ; meaning whisper / two ). It's pokeball was rather plain, being in a standard pokeball until it was broken in the rooftop squabble and replaced with a premier ball, and as he got older, he'd added blue glitter and sequins to it.

Karamatsu, ever the painfully shy introvert at heart. In highschool, he was always the most worried and anxious about everything -- and could do very little to hide it. As he got older, he tried to act more and more outgoing and flashy, but at the time of his starter evolving, this was not the case.

Some time after Jyushimatsu's eevee evolved into a sylveon, Karamatsu's had evolved into leafeon. It wasn't really intentional, honestly -- then again, NONE of the brother's evolutions were ... except Todomatsu's, but we'll get to that in a bit. Essentially, what happened was that because he had a lot of anxiety as a teenager, and a lot of worries that he tried to suppress, he'd often go hang out near the fishing ponds to relax. When not there, he'd go to a mossy part of the nearby woods to his house long before it'd been cleared away for sake of expanding the city, and generally quiet places where he couldn't be overwhelmed. The most common place you'd find him at was the park, either getting lost in his own thoughts, or watching the scenery.

Thanks to all the time spent around the greenery, when he was ready to evolve his eevee, he'd honestly wanted an umbreon. He wasn't quite a huge nutty fan of summer or water yet, so no vaporeon was wanted – and  he tended to lean towards preferring spring a bit more. However, what ended up happening was Jigo evolved into a LEAFEON instead.

Jigo's existence as a leafeon, more than anything, really reflects this more reserved side of his. It'd evolved right after the fight on the rooftop, when the fight had been so bad and Karamatsu felt so dejected he didn't even know what to do with himself after losing that letter. And though it wasn't the evolution he'd wanted to aim for, such a turnout actually inspired him to change, too. Even if it wasn't what he wanted, the fact of the matter was that you could still change.

And, really, after a strange domino effect, that's how we ended up with the glitziest, glammest of the bunch of brothers we know now.But that doesn't change the fact that his Leafeon is now pretty rooted in it's quieter, more solitary nature -- no matter how much Karamatsu tries to overdo it and prove he's changed. Leafeon shows the true nature of Karamatsu that he tries so desperately to hide -- which makes the dichotomy between his loud and glammy persona so striking when compared to his timid starter. Kind of like the little kid and his shy pikachu from that pokemon concierge show ...

4. TODOMATSU & GLACEON

Todomatsu's eevee is named Mukurou ( 向く ; meaning turn to face / six ). It's pokeball has been colored in layer after layer of stickers over the years, peeled and redecorated as Totty saw fit, despite it's plain nature. However, as an adult, he replaced it's pokeball with a specialized engraved and elegantly decorated love ball after winning big at pachinko one night. It cost a fortune, but it was worth it to stand out above the others!!! ... probably.

Since they first got their pokemon, Todomatsu had to be stuck with the last eevee. He wasn't very happy that he got the 'weird' eevee out of the bunch, a silver furred one which seemed to sparkle in the sunlight -- cause no matter how much he thought it was pretty, it was also something that kind of made him feel left out from his brothers.

Still, he bonded with this eevee rather quickly; always preening it's fur, it following him everywhere and treated more gently and loved more than he could ever love his brother's pokemon. Even on nights he was incredibly sickly and bedbound, this eevee was there -- and in turn, the two got pretty clingy to one another. As he got older, and less sickly, he started to see a shift in personality which his eevee did not follow.

We all know that post highschool, Totty closed himself off and tried to desperately change, and prove he was nothing like his brothers. By the time he learned that his eevee was a rare shiny, and he wanted to stick out even more, Todomatsu couldn't have been the first to get his evolved. Three of his brothers already evolved theirs before him, and one of them even took Sylveon!!

Not wanting Mukurou to be the same kind of pokemon as any of his bros, and desperate to look even more impressive, Totty settled on his second backup evolution option -- Glaceon! Surely, if he had a shiny glaceon, he'd stand out above all the others!! ( plus, i think ice type reflects his icy personality too ^_^ )

So, when climbing ( the pokemon equivalent of ) Mt. Fuji, he'd made sure to bring Mukurou along ... and there, he successfully trained it enough to evolve into Glaceon. But imagine his disappointment when he realized that shiny glaceon... hardly looks any different from regular glaceon.

It's a reflection of the fact that despite how much he tries to stand out, and insist he's different than his brothers, he really isn't all that different. It really hits that point home -- that no matter what he tries to do HE IS STILL LIKE HIS BROTHERS. he's not as different from them as he tries to make himself out to be, and he's still quite shallow about it, too. This surprisingly didn't really hurt his bond with Mukurou, but it did make him hard turn onto catching and maintaining a different style of cute pokemon, ones that REALLLY stood out from his brothers......

5. CHOROMATSU & ESPEON

Choromatsu's eevee is named Sabiko ( 寂子 ; meaning lonely / three ). It's pokeball used to be very plain, just like Osomatsu's -- but he'd changed it to a limited edition Nyaa-chan ball that he bought for a frankly absurd amount of money. Of COURSE he would be the one to do that.... but hey. At least .... it has cat ears? .. ... ..

For the longest time, Choromatsu actually didn't have plans to evolve his eevee. He was happy with how Sabiko was as is -- a cute little companion, even if it WAS basic by a lot of people's standards. The two of them were total mischief makers when they were younger, but still ended up being the voice of reason quite a bit of the time -- and as the years went by, he was less and less mischievous, and picking up on more and more people pleasing and formal tendencies.

And as he shifted his personality to be that of a more serious straightman to his brothers antics, so too did Sabiko grow in a similar manner. Sabiko was ( and is ) a very odd eevee who tended to really try to mimic Choromatsu's personality always -- seeming incredibly in tune with him and the way he presented himself and reflecting that. The thing is, though, his was one of the last eevee's to evolve.

Choromatsu has always sincerely struggled with his identity as a person, and what sets him apart from his brothers. Even his brothers criticize him for this; a goody two shoes who cares more about what others think rather than ever really thinking of himself. Even when the bullying got bad, he would blame himself or take some odd responsibility -- never really advancing his own personal growth much.

Even as an adult, he still had that same, plain, too-serious eevee -- and even when he wanted it to evolve, he didn't know into what. Anything would have been pretty awesome, but nothing ever really changed -- until the day that he got his first job. Having a job was usually no big deal in the family -- they all picked one up here and there, even if they never lasted long. But this job required that he MOVE OUT. And far away from his family, at that -- in a not so great neighborhood.

It was only as he wrote the final letter to his brothers and packed up his things that he started to realize what he wanted to be. He wanted to be an idol manager, he wanted to have a good job and a good life, and he wanted to be someone that others could look to for guidance. His brothers already kind of did, but he wanted to step up more where he knew Osomatsu never would.

It was only upon moving out and realizing how seriously under prepared he was for all his goals, and being unable to achieve them all at once, that Sabiko evolved into Espeon. It'd happened towards the end of the day, just as the sun was setting, during one of his quiet moments alone at his new shoddy home. Now, he's far more in tune with his own feelings and mind, and when he came back home, everyone had been surprised to see how his eevee had evolved.

That left only one person --- Osomatsu.

Osomatsu, however, wasn't interested in trying to change his eevee, but when he eventually would after about two years or so, it would become an umbreon. Choromatsu having an Espeon vs Osomatsu having an Umbreon also reflects their dynamic; always known for being an inseparable duo ( esp in childhood ), but espeon being the more responsible of the two while umbreon did whatever it wants. At least, that's how i think the popular fanon interpretation goes for them, anyways? But lets roll with it regardless because i think it sounds fascinating. :)

6. OSOMATSU & UMBREON

Osomatsu's eevee is named Koishi ( 小石 ; meaning pebble / one ) It's pokeball is the exact same as the day he got it. Not a single thing has been added to it or changed to make it look any different. The only difference is that it's incredibly scuffed up and dingy from years of use.

Osomatsu's is the final one to evolve of the brothers, and the absolute least likely expected to. Not even Osomatsu HIMSELF expected Koishi to evolve in any capacity!

Ever since Osomatsu was little, he'd always been the ringleader of the group. Mischevious, troublemaking, and ever unchanging, very little changed about him when he became an adult. Even through highschool, he'd been pretty stagnant -- even when his brothers started to drift, and no longer respect him in the way they once did. Osomatsu is a guy who HATES change -- he's incredibly averse to it no matter the context, INCLUDING himself.

So, is it any surprise, then, that he had always wanted to keep his eevee as an eevee?

He never saw an issue with staying stagnant in his personal development -- after all, why should he OR his eevee have to change? They were already super awesome as is!! And besides, if he ever DID evolve his eevee, he'd prefer it be something big and awesome -- like a flareon, or a jolteon!! Though, he never really accounted for the potential of any character growth for himself being the thing to change that.

Not even his brothers ever expected that he or Koishi would change, but there did come a time when his pokemon partner evolved. When the hospital scare happened, and Osomatsu had a ton of reflecting to do, unsure of who he was as a person and if this means he needed to change himself ( which yes, he absolutely did need to better himself as a person ), and after his talk with Totoko, acknowledging such emotions in the moment led to the unexpected growth of himself as a person. Even when he was deadset on never changing due to already hard-rooted expectations of himself from others, and his general hatred of change ...

His eevee, too, reflected that.

Koishi's evolution into that of an umbreon reveals the darker, less touched upon aspects of Osomatsu's personality. The capability to be more responsible and serious, as well as being tied to the dark type of pokemon due to all the bad things ABOUT him really shocked him to his core. He was initially pretty disappointed -- he'd never wanted eevee to evolve in the first place. But all people change eventually, for better or for worse, because such is the way of life. Koishi's surprise change, and his own surprise development, are absolute proof that even the people most rooted in their ways can reflect and change when it's necessary.

From here, forward, he was a little distant to his pokemon -- which baffled and hurt it's feelings, not that Osomatsu knew what to do about it.. It didn't understand why, but as crummy as it is, he just needed a long time to reflect and accept the new change. He bettered himself as a person, just a bit, and re evaluated the way he treated those around him.

Eventually, he adjusted to it though; but it still says more about the things he tries to avoid reflecting on than he'd personally be comfortable with entertaining, usually..

... And there you have it! My take/analysis on all of the brothers' eeveelutions and why they subvert what most people assigned to them! ^_^ Hope you enjoyed, and i have more pokemon hc's coming in the future!!

#˗ˏˋ꒰ 🌲 ꒱ ┈┈┈〈 𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐃𝐘 〉 allmatsu #beep bwop this is ridiculously Long <3 #and i Mean It. this is like a 9 page in google doc infodump. #did i write this instead of replies? #.... ... ... .. yeahg <3 #however i will actually get onto real replies after this

[nosomatsu]

(( planning to write some more today! but before I get into that. two quick thangs!! 1. all ofthe drawings in my inbox. i hope to be sending them out soon -- but should i make one big post for it and tag everyone who sent in something, or should i just go to their inbox and post it there? what do you guys think? 2. i made an edit of an official ososan art i really liked, but thought could use some tweaks!! under the cut if you want to see :3 ....))

so, this piece. I've LOVED it since i first saw it. But, there's too much going on here, and it's way too bright. I don't think this backgrouund or keeping the sextuplet's original / iconic hair was a bright decision for this look... it just looks kind of doofy and doesn't really match the outfit vibes they're going for.

So, I drew and edited the hesokuri wars band au hair on them! the ref sheet i made for myself specifically for this purpose looked like so;

Just so you know what styles I was working with. And the end result ... was this! with my personal hc's added :D

... I also have a version that's just the hair and nothing else edited!! in case anyone wants it. But the background isn't edited on this one !! 👇

#˗ˏˋ꒰ 🍒 ꒱ ┈┈┈⋞ 𝐓𝐗𝐓 ⋟ ooc

[nosomatsu]

Jyushimatsu prevention.

#˗ˏˋ꒰ 🐈 ꒱ ┈┈┈〈 𝐀𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐂 〉 ichimatsu #˗ˏˋ꒰ ⚾ ꒱ ┈┈┈〈 𝐀𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐂 〉 jyushimatsu #i think about this at least once a day no joke #dash should see it too #very accurate

[nosomatsu]

Karamatsu's ego only deflates a little bit at the rejection of buying him a drink -- but part of him is pretty relieved he turned it down. Still, even though his smile wavers for a moment, he doesn't let up; if there's anything the second-born son is, it's absolutely painfully persistent.

"Heh." His left hand snaps, voice lowered and deepened to something far smoother than his natural talking voice. But he knows it sounds silky, and he hopes it works to CAPTIVATE the guy -- he looks like he'd probably appreciate a nice silky voice, yeah? Probably? Sure. Who WOULDN'T?

"You're with the band, huh..." said hand now comes to his chin to rest there, chin tilted up ever so slightly. After a long, odd pause, he tilts his glasses down to look at Wallace with shockingly reddish? eyes. "That's pretty cool. You a groupie or somethin? Cause if you are, that's even better." ... How in the world that makes it any better is anyone's guess.

"So, then, mister groupie --" not even giving him time to deny if he was? Man, what a guy! "What's your name, anyways? My name is Karamatsu. You come to this bar often? Because I sure as hell don't." He dips his head down, before eyeing the band again. Knowing a band like that... that was so cool, even if they were local! Some day, Karamatsu wants to lead a band like that... or, preferably have a solo career -- he isn't usually a big fan of working with too many people. Silence and solitude were still priorities for him, even with as loud and obnoxious as he could get. Wait, where was he? Oh, yeah ....

Turning to face Wallace once more, he pulled the most sparkliest eyes he could, he dramatically pulled off his sunglasses -- thus revealing the sexiest expression he could muster, the glasses lingering near his face as he grinned seductively as possible.

".. In fact, it's my first time in such a place. I'm not even sure what to order. Maybe .... you, have some good recommendations, beautiful stranger?"

   He'd been dragged there by Scott, a monthly invitation to come see Sex Bob-Omb preform at some niche yet popular little bar that was famous in the neighborhood for being one of the starting venues of many a budding musician and band. Fortunately, Wallace hadn't been the only one Scott invited. Unfortunately, being his roommate and coming along with the band like some indifferent groupie meant he would be left alone for a while until the rest of their mischief makers found their way here.

   Wallace scans the place for a good spot to blend in with the crowd the moment he enters the bar, with Scott right beside him chattering away with Stephen about their collective pre-gig jitters. He makes a joke to them about how they all needed some liquid courage, only for young Neil to chime in with some anecdote that only made sense in his head and boiled down him to confusing the phrasing with 'liquid gold'

   The group is only given a moment to chatter among themselves before Stephen was rushing Scott, Kim, and Neil to get themselves situated. "Don't Fuck Up." Wallace calls to Scott in a tone akin to a mother wishing her soccer player good luck, teasing him as he's ushered backstage by Stephen, who was clearly as stressed and nervous about doing well as he always was.

   "Don't heckle me-! We're not even on stage yet!" the ginger calls back with mock irritation as he looks over his shoulder, Giving his roommate the most halfhearted scowl imaginable as he leaves him to his own vices. With Wallace giving him the cheekiest grin in return.

   They wouldn't be on for another hour.

   He really is left to his own devices after he watches his roommate disappear behind the doorway that was clearly marked for the musicians and staff only, and Wallace makes a beeline for the bar itself, making himself right at home and ordering himself a drink while he waited for the rest of the friend group.

   Wallace doesn't have to wait long for someone to come sit with him, though even from the corner of his eye he can tell the other was too gaudy and- shiny, to be someone he knew. So he doesn't pay him any mind. For all Wallace cared, the guy was probably only there to talk with girls, anyways.

   It's not until Karamatsu knocks on the counter that he gets Wallace's attention, giving him a better look of just how ridiculous the other looked. The light reflection on the guy's pants could rival that of 11 disco-balls and his own face on his shirt was nothing short of egotistical compensation- But Wallace would be lying if he said he didn't think the guy was attractive.

   His attempts to smooth talk Wallace had something to be desired. Not to mention the fact Wallace wasn't exactly here alone. He briefly looks to where Scott and his band were tucked away, getting ready and psyching themselves up for going on stage, Watching as 2 familiar mops of hair duck back into the shadows.

   He turns back to Karamatsu, his brows knit in mild concern. "Um-" The fact he mentions that money was tight for him definitely wasn't helping his case, at all. "You don't have to get me anything, guy." Wallace speaks up, offering him a sympathetic grin as the bartender sets a glass down in front of him.

   "I'm kind of here with the band." He explains why he's there, jamming his thumb in the direction of back stage, where four figures pace around anxiously as they wait for the events of the evening to kick off, one or two occasionally falling into a habit of looking out into the crowd to see who else had shown up or not.

#˗ˏˋ꒰ 🕶️ ꒱ ┈┈┈〈 𝐑𝐄𝐏𝐋𝐘 〉 karamatsu #he is so cringe. sorry wallace. #JKDHFSKJGHKWJEGHJWSGKLSDFGBJ #ALSO next reply will be a little longer i promise

[nosomatsu]

Hinata presents Karamatsu some freshly baked cinnamon rolls as a welcome present!

When Karamatsu caught wind of a new girl on the block, of course his initial reaction was to try and primp himself up, being ready to impress her and be the first gentleman on the block she'd meet. He'd looked very smug all morning, knowing something his brothers didn't -- and HAD they known, they'd probably all be fighting to the death over the bathroom door right about now. Luckily, Karamatsu had the blessing of just being considered acting a little more cringe than usual now -- nobody suspected a single thing! And he hadn't planned on telling his brothers even remotely a little about why he was getting so glammed up. Not that they'd need to know or be interested either way, y'know, but .. still.

He heard his mother whisper to his father that the girl should be coming soon, and should she do so, they should be ready to answer the door first -- but like HELL Karamatsu was gonna let that happen first! If anything, he wanted to get a heads up and go out first -- so, grabbing his fishing pole to make it seem like he was just gonna be loitering around there like usual, he'd made his way to the door, only muttering a very fast goodbye to try and sound less suspicious. He didn't miss the critical stare of Todomatsu on his back, or the squinted suspicion of Choromatsu -- but no matter! He still carried on, refusing to spare them another glance lest he crumble easily to their suspicious looks. They were the only two who caught onto his slightly too jolly nature -- but it didn't feel like they were gonna try to intercept or anything. Too early for that, and their brains were still chugging awake.

Speedwalking out of the house, and totally FAILING at playing it as cool as he'd hoped -- he looked so visibly giddy and uncollected that it wasn't exactly hard to tell he was pretty excited -- and after nosing around to his neighbors, he found out where that new girl had moved into. Once he found himself in front of her house's door, he took a second to shake off his jitters, his head, his hands -- his fishing pole still grasped in his hand, hardly registering it was even still there. Knocking on her door, he waited patiently til he was answered -- and was greeted by a very pretty girl! Instantly, his face flushed a little, mouth failing to let any words fall off the tip of his tongue -- but before he could even say a word, he was kindly being offered to come in.

When he did step in, then, he was offered freshly baked cinnamon rolls -- a delicacy that he rarely gets. Blinking once, twice, three times -- he stared at it in disbelief before looking up to Hinata with glittery eyes, borderline ready to sob.

".... F.... For .. me? Are you -- s-sure?" There goes his cool guy persona ... why is he getting so easily choked up? And why is he still gripping that fishing pole like a lifeline?! Well, okay. To be fair.. it really isn't often he's ever given anything like this by a kind stranger....

#˗ˏˋ꒰ 🕶️ ꒱ ┈┈┈〈 𝐑𝐄𝐏𝐋𝐘 〉 karamatsu #˗ˏˋ꒰ 🍒 ꒱ ┈┈┈⋞ 𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐃 ⋟ ooc

[nosomatsu]

(( todomatsu is sorely underappreciated but I really love that little guy. I wish the fandom saw him as more than arm candy, more than just a guy to ship atsushi with too.... and it's like. I rarely ever see any content that isn't just ship art for him and it honestly makes me pretty sad. He's such a fascinating character that gets a bad rap because nobody can understand that he ACTS cold and distant, not that he ACTUALLY IS ))

#˗ˏˋ꒰ 🍒 ꒱ ┈┈┈⋞ 𝐓𝐗𝐓 ⋟ ooc #˗ˏˋ꒰ 🍒 ꒱ ┈┈┈⋞ 𝐃𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐄 𝐋𝟖𝐑 ⋟ ooc #just a passing thought but #as i work on more thread replies right now I just find myself wishing that I could write him a little bit more #he is such an easy to misunderstand character but he's also the most hated among the brothers 💔 #I am number one totty defender #he's such a fun and petty little bitch of a guy