baitings (
baitings) wrote in
bakerstreet2015-09-05 06:54 pm
Tsunderes. They're the absolute best.

What?! Hey, don't get the wrong idea! It's not like I made this meme for you or anything...
HOW TO PLAY
- Comment with your character, preference, and what role your character will play - the straight man or the tsundere.
- Reply to others.
- RNG for prompts.
CONFIGURATION
- One Tsundere: Somebody here has the patience of a saint.
- Double Tsundere: Oh god how have you not destroyed yourselves and everything you come in contact with? But neither of you had anything better to do than spend time together, so don't read into it.
MODE
- Tsun: Ugh, what a pain. You totally don't want to be by this person's side. They don't understand you (or your feelings) at all!
- Dere: They've done something very sweet for you. SHUT UP SHUT UP you're not blushing. You have hay fever! ...but you guess that it's nice of that person to notice and care.

Lethe | Fire Emblem 9-10 (M/F pref)
Kiriko Shijima - Kamen Rider Drive - Open to Anyone
Ryuuko Matoi | Kill la Kill| OTA
Patchouli Knowledge | Touhou Project | OTA
She's probably the tsundere in a one-tsundere set-up, then. Or maybe she could be the other, I guess, if your character fits it better.]
Enomoto Takane| Kagerou Project| M/F and Castmates preferred
Marie Kreutz l The Bourne Series l OTA
Natsumi Hikari - Kamen Rider Decade - Open to Anyone
Right - Ressha Sentai ToQger - Open to Anyone
Takasu | Orenchi no Furo Jijou | ota
Tate | Summoner's War OC | M/F
Leanne | Fire Emblem | M/F
Hibari Kyoya Genderbend | KHR | M/F
For Yamamoto Takeshi
She's still trying to catch her breath after sparring with him at the dojo, because however he might frustrate her and annoy her, he is very good with a sword. And sometimes when they spar, if she pushes him hard enough, there's that way the look in his eyes change and it sends a shiver through her body that she hopes he doesn't notice. Ever since his first year at Namimori Middle, when he was just an athletic idiot with too much potential, he's always caught her eye. Now that he's older, that she can see the sort of man that he grows into... it's hard to not let it distract her once in a while. His edges are harder, that look in his eyes closer to the surface.
They step outside and he's handing her a bento with that dumb, warm smile on his face, like he planned this. She takes it almost out of reflex then anything else, not knowing how to respond. Her lips parting softly in surprise, and then she scowls, that twitch of her forehead as she flushes as she looks at him in clear agitation. Because it's nice, really almost sweet and she just doesn't quite know how to deal with that.
But, there's not much sense in passing on the food- Yamamoto is an excellent cook- when she was just going to get lunch somewhere else anyway.
"You're an idiot. I can't believe you--" She's slipping out the chopsticks and opening it when her words trail off because staring up at her is a pair of adorable hedgehog onigiri and even a very cute yellow bird, fruit and sashimi and all of it is lovely and perfectly put together. All she can do is look from the bento to Yamamoto as her face colors red from her collar to her cheekbones. Really, if there wasn't a bento in her hands she'd hit him, just because of how she feels.
Her heart is racing suddenly, her face is hot and she's staring up at him trying to find an appropriate response. Because, it's so thoughtful. Her one fondness is for cute animals, and it's been so, so long since her older brother used to make her bentos like this, but not so long that she doesn't remember how much effort it takes to put together something like this and it twists in her chest.
"You didn't have to do something like this," it all she can come up with, her silver eyes looking into his ambers as she finds a secluded place to sit. Which is totally not an invitation for him to join her or anything.
all for me~
Kyoya had been looking after herself for years. She could probably continue to. Living in that large lonely temple with only Kusakabe to make sure she was doing well. That this world wasn't giving her too much trouble. So he had quietly slotted himself into her life, to make sure she could live comfortably. So that she could have food and clothing. So that she could go to her beloved school. Sometimes, he considered inviting him into his home. Asking her to leave her Foundation and come live under his roof with him. He had a spare bedroom.
He never does though. Because he knows she's fiercely independent. He already encroaches a lot on her. Walking her to and from school. Arguing fiercely with Kusakabe out of earshot when he feels that she is feeling lost because she trusts you so don't leave her alone right now, even if she says to.
And if the price of being able to watch over the young Hibari Kyoya is sparring sessions that sometimes draw out that intense darkness that Reborn had once seen in him, then it was a small price to pay. Besides, it means that after, he can spoil her. He likes doing that. He enjoys taking care of her, even if it's just making her lunch. It gives him true happiness to see someone he cares for so deeply enjoying a home cooked lunch.
And maybe he went a little overboard this time, but she deserves all the nice things he can shower on her. But there's that flush of hers that's impossible to miss on her pale skin. And he follows her like a large, overgrown puppy when they both know he's an attack dog now and nothing like the puppy she knew. His voice carries a soft, fond laugh.
"I know I didn't have to, Hibari-chan, but I wanted to. I know how hungry sparring makes me, so I thought you might be hungry too." There's that gentle indulgent smile. "If you like it, I'll make you some for school." And he'll sit next to her, all tall and lean with that charming smile. "I know you've probably already taken it back over, but that doesn't mean you have to suffer the cafeteria food."
Dal Dal Choi | Girls of the Wild's | M/F
Syo Kurusu | Uta no Prince-sama | OTA
Rachel Alucard | Blazblue | OTA
Louise Françoise Le Blanc de La Vallière | Zero no Tsukaima