Tsuzuru Minagi - Tumblr Posts
Masumi, looking at Sakuya: ...I have to kill him.
Tsuzuru: What?! No! Why?!
Masumi: I don't know how to flirt with him.
Masumi: So he has to die.
Itaru: I'm not against Tsuzuru drinking too much caffeine. It's just that, I believe that his body will still move 48 hours after he dies.
Tsuzuru, after buying something expensive: If we get broke, let's live under the same bridge.
Kazunari: Would you share your carboard box bed with me?
Tsuzuru: Absolutely.
Kazunari, crying: That's the most beautiful thing anyone has told me.
Itaru to Citron: They're being dramatic just because they bought something expensive again...
Sakuya: Why are Tsuzuru-san and Kazunari-san sitting back-to-back?
Muku: They had a fight.
Chikage: ...Then why are they holding hands?
Misumi: They get sad when they fight.
Kazunari: We can bake these cookies at 400 degrees for 10 minutes or 4000 minutes for 1 minute.
Omi: No, that's not how it works-
Taichi: Let's do it!
Tsuzuru: You're going to burn the whole dorm down!
Taichi and Kazunari: TIME TO HARNESS THE POWER OF THE SUN TO MAKE COOKIES!
Citron: Do it!!!
Tsuzuru and Omi: NOOOO!
Itaru: ...I am the ultimate third wheeler.
Tenma, discreetly holding hands with Yuki: What are you talking about?
Tsuzuru and Kazunari feeding each other pudding: Don't be like that.
Tsumugi, script-reading with Tasuku: Don't worry about it too much.
Sakuya, cuddling with Masumi: Don't be sad, Itaru-san. :(
Itaru: Now I have officially upgraded to the ninth wheeler...
Citron: You now have the ultimate power!
Ngh this game is too good...
The stories just get better and better!
Tsuzuru: There is no life without water because water is needed to make coffee...
Muku: *looks at him with concern*
Tsumugi: Tsuzuru, are you okay?
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TSUZURU!!!
I admire how you multi-task a lot of things and still manage to take care of your family! Please take care of your health. T T
Kazunari: Look Tsuzuroon, you have to learn how to take care of yourself...
Tsuzuru: ...But don't you overwork too?
Kazunari:
Kazunari: Ignore that, we're talking about you now.
Kazunari: Hey Tsuzuroon, you're as dapper as usual!
Tsuzuru, trying to flirt back: So... do you like noodles?
Kazunari, proud: :')
Itaru: Hey, Tsuzuru fainted again.
Kazunari: ...!
Masumi: What's new?
Itaru: The entrance hall.
Omi: He's fainting almost everywhere isn't he?
Misumi to Kazunari: Let's go get him!
Kazunari: Tsuzuroon! When are you free?
Tsuzuru: I'm forever imprisoned in my own personal hell so I'm never truly "free."
Tsuzuru: But I don't really have plans next week except Monday.
Tsuzuru: Is it true that Citron-san once spent three days in the back of your car just to scare you when you went inside?
Itaru: No. It was actually a week.
Kazunari: Massu, you always keep the door shut. What're you hiding?
Masumi:
Kazunari: Don't ignore me!
Tsuzuru: He has been listening to the same music the past eight hours.
Masumi: ...I was trying to be considerate.
Tsuzuru: Why were you frying marbles?!
Kazunari: We were testing to see if the smoke director worked.
Taichi: It doesn't.
SOBS
LIBER STOP MAKING ME CRY
ITS HEREEEEEEEEE
I'M BURNING UP HELP, SEND HELP I CAN'T BREATHE
AND THEIR FREAKING UNBLOOMED I CAN'T BYE
LIBER GAVE SO MANY NEWS IN ONE SITTING I CAN'T
If you could write a fic with Tsuzuru, Kazunari, and Misumi dealing with some paranormal/supernatural thing? Just something light hearted. If you don’t it’s fine but I think it’d be neat and thank you
aaa thanks for requesting!! Hope you like it!
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It was supposed to be a normal night for writing, winter’s next show was coming up and Tsuzuru knew very well he was far behind schedule
so what was he doing hiding in a pillow fort in the living room
“Ah! Did you hear that Tsuzuroon! I think I heard footsteps!” next to him were Kazunari and Misumi, the only light being from Kazunari’s phone, and a little triangle lantern Misumi was holding (which Tsuzuru was a little too scared to ask where it came from, since he swore it wasn’t there moments ago.)
“I couldn’t hear anything over your texting Miyoshi, are you sure there is even something here? Maybe you were just hearing another troupe member. Masumi has returned to his old habit of making curry at 4 am again...” he sighed, recalling the memory of a few nights back of being woken up by Masumi asking him where he put the rice, despite Tsuzuru having made it very well known he had morning classes the next day.
“Nope!” Misumi chirped, shaking his head. “I came home from triangle hunting last night and everyone was asleep! All snuggled tightly in their beds having triangle dreams!”
Tsuzuru sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose, “Let me rephrase that, are you sure you didn't hear Ikaruga last night, Miyoshi?”
“LMAO Wouldn’t that be funny!? Nah Sumi is always supes quiet after Frooch scolded him for being too loud, which is totes cool, you know one time-” He was interrupted by a loud crash coming from the kitchen, along with a strange groan, which quite everyone in the fort.
“You heard that, right?”
“Mmh, see, I told you so Tsuzuroon.”
“Now isn’t the time for- okay whatever. What do we do now?”
“I dunno, what do you think Sumi... Sumi?” The pair looked over to see no one there, the blanket door to their fort open, and the triangle lantern left discarded.
“I have a bad feeling about this,”
“Well, save that for later! We gotta save Sumi! Man, this is so going on the ‘blam. We’re the MANKAI ghostbusters! Let's go!” Once Kazunari made a show of putting on an inste-live, he left the tent, Tsuzuru following after.
The pair slowly crept along, following the now growing groans and sounds, which seemed to be getting louder.
The pair finally ended up at the entrance to the kitchen, taking a deep breath before shining the light on the area in front of them, prepared for whatever kind of ghoul that would face.
Instead, they found Matsukawa groaning face down on the cool tile, Misumi sitting on his back and eating an Onigiri. The 19-year-old boy grinned, looking up at the two and flashing a peace.
“I found the ghost! He was trying to take my Onigiri so I tackled him!”
Tsuzuru let out the loudest sigh one would think was possible, as Kazunari laughed and ran up to Misumi, grinning as he turned his camera around and pointed it at the two, snapping a selfie.
“OMG That’s totes hilarious, LOL amirite Tsuzuroon! Tsuzuroon?” The art student looked up, only to see Tsuzuru collapsed on the ground, sleeping soundly, a puddle of drool already starting to form.
“Seems like the stakeout tired him out, lol, wanna help me drag him to bed Sumi?”
“Okay! Only if Kazu promises we can do this again!” Misumi grinned, still ignoring the soft groans of the manager he was sitting on.
“Got it! Let’s have weekly stakeouts! Tsuzuroon too!”
“I’ll pass.”
The pair’s direction suddenly turned to the sound of the once dead writer, to find him yet again, passed out on the floor.