HEART✤BREAKER

citta affiliated 999 clover field rank: nobody housing: district gamma

[mothermagician-blog]

This place is awful, yes - it’s hard to understand and she is… alone. There are people she knows but who don’t know her, not truly, and it is alienating. She closes her already sightless eyes, face tipped upwards in the setting sun, rays warming her skin. She sighs, a soft, breathy noise, and lets herself relax, lets herself do what she loves.

Singing is satisfying - it’s not the same, not here, not without an audience, but - honestly, it’s better. It’s better to be by herself in a park, the sun on her face, the soft whisper of breeze in the trees, than with everyone expecting things from her, demanding, cheering, making it hard for her to think - melodies and words come easily, pour from her lips. She’s content to mind her own business, hands folded in her lap.

[4leaves-blog1]

Clover’s not expecting to hear singing while wandering the park. It’s quiet, but beautiful, and so she spends more time than she’d like trying to follow the sound of it to its source. 

“You have a great voice!” she says when she finally finds who it belongs to. “Can I sit here?” Clover’s not usually this polite, even to people much older than her, but there’s something about her that reminds Clover of her brother. 

[4leaves-blog1]

{ quick heads up! i changed clover’s theme so if there’s anything wrong with it on your end, let me know!

[4leaves-blog1]

{ me: im gonna do ball stuff! also me: misses the ball entirely

anyway, because i’m a Fool and... that happened, here’s just a plain ol’ starter call! and because i clearly hate myself, this will be uncapped, but i do have the right to choose who to write starters for. feel free to im me or send me a quick ask if u have any particular ideas u want to rp out, tho!

oh yeah, the starters will be written throughout the weekend/following week and probably a bit slow, bc life is trying to fuck me over again. just a head’s up!

[chupacabraenthusiast]

“You think so?”

“I dunno, it just feels like Tokyo to me.”

[4leaves-blog1]

“I’ve never been to Tokyo so I wouldn’t know, but I’m positive there aren’t any giant lizards or talking cats walking the streets.”

[chupacabraenthusiast]

“Man, I’ve been here for about three weeks and I still haven’t seen anything spooky.”

[4leaves-blog1]

“Spooky? I think this entire city is ‘spooky’.”

[wheatgoddess-deactivated2017011]

“I do not want to get used to this taste.” She stated firmly, moving away her cup. “I do not even feel reinvigorated as they said I would be. What a scam. I knew I had to order some beer or wine! Such a foolish decision.”

[4leaves-blog1]

“Cafés don’t usually sell alcohol,” she says. “That’s what bars are for. I’m sure this city has tons of them, if you look. It is a city after all.”

[disenchantryed]

The line clicks and he takes the phone back - he hears the way Clover has to practically ground out the apology, the way she doesn’t mean it. “It’s fine, honestly. Doesn’t hurt my feelings. Follow me?”

He moves with a purpose, pleased to be able to reunite Light and Clover - he still has doubts about himself, his purpose, but he always has those, and so he pushes them to the side. “I’m not going to tell him. I have better things to do than snitch.”

Yes, that sure was Anders giving Clover permission to continue to mercilessly drag him. He walks in silence, mostly, focused on keeping an eye out on the city and those in it who might try to start something - he’s been here too long to not treat this like Low- or Darktown, after all - and ends up at the familiar house.

The key on the ring that belongs to this house clicks in the lock and he pushes the door open. “Light? It’s me and Clover. Came as quick as I could.” 

He gestures at the door, lets Clover in first. 

[lightmorphogeneticfield]

At the sound of Anders’ voice, Light quickened his pace and shoved the bedding into the washer, hastily going through the motions of washing the sheets and blanket before he turned the machine on and took the stairs two at a time.

“Sorry, I was doing laundry..” If he sounded distracted it was absolutely because he was. Even without sight, he could tell his sister was around, their fields resonating in a way that was familiar to them specifically. Usually, he’s blindsided by his sister throwing herself at him, but it was his turn to pick her up and take her into his arms.

“Looks like the best brother and sister team in the world is back, doesn’t it?” He half joked, pressing a kiss to Clover’s forehead.

[4leaves-blog1]

Clover follows at his heels, mouth kept mulishly shut. If there’s no reason to talk to him, then she’s not going to bother. She’s never been much of a chatterbox, anyway, despite her extreme lack of tact, so the walk ends up being long and silent. 

By the time they reach Light’s apparent house, her nerves are, well, getting on her nerves. She hates not knowing what’s going on, hates being nervous.

She narrows her eyes at the key, mind racing, but before she can comment, Light appears and everything else is unimportant. He hugs her, kisses her forehead like she’s a little girl again, and all her racing nerves quiet.

“Light!” She clings to him, knowing that it's only been minutes since she last saw him but not caring. If Light has a house in this city, if he’s become comfortable enough with someone to give them a key, then it must’ve been a long time.

[4leaves-blog1]

✮ - Aoi

✮ And a name to hear their real feelings for them.

“Aoi…? Oh! You mean Santa. I... kinda understand why he did what he did. I’d do the same if it was Light’s life on the line. This doesn’t mean I’m not going to kick his ass next time I see him, though.”

She’s still a bit bitter about believing her brother was dead for so long. Even if, technically, it wasn’t Aoi’s fault. 

Technically.

[4leaves-blog1]

WHAT’S YOUR MUSE’S PLANT PERSONALITY? TAKE THIS QUIZ AND POST YOUR RESULTS ( PLEASE REPOST, DON’T REBLOG! )

TAGGED BY: @lightmorphogeneticfield​

TAGGING: anyone who wants to do it!!!

PLANT PERSONALITY:  DNS

DANDELION: Scrappy and tough, you’re a pull-yourself-up-by-your-bootstraps kind of person. You don’t give up easily and you often thrive in situations that others would find discouraging. You have an instinct to serve others and see yourself as most useful in times or places of crisis, but you may over rely on your toughness and forget how sensitive you really are.

NETTLE: Truly a nurturing and supportive friend, you’re the kind of person that just isn’t for everyone. But those who take the time are rewarded with your gentle disposition, and the kind of friendship that does a person good no matter the difficulty they’re facing. When out of balance, you can become more prickly than supportive or nurturing, though—a sign that you need to shower yourself with the same kind of nurturing you so freely give to others.

SLIPPERY ELM: Let’s just say you’re a vocal person. Sure, that might mean you’re chatty. But it also means you’re the one humming in the hallway, singing in the shower, speaking your mind, standing up and shouting if need be to get yourself heard. You’ve got a voice and you know how to use it. Inclined to speak up for the voiceless, defend the defenseless or simply bring joy to the joyless, you may have a tendency to overuse your voice.

[4leaves-blog1]

Portrayal: seems good so far!

{ thank you!!!!!!!!! this is Kind and has alleviated some of my worries

[4leaves-blog1]

“A ball? Run by my brother? I’m definitely going! All I need to do now is find a su~per cute dress!”

[4leaves-blog1]

🍧:Do you want children? If so, how many? Do you believe that to be complete, a woman must bear offspring?

🍧 Do you want children? If so, how many? Do you believe that to be complete, a woman must bear offspring?

“Children? I’ve never thought about it, but I don’t think I want any. I’m not the motherly type, anyway.”

“If anyone told me I wasn’t ‘complete’ because I didn’t have kids, I’d destroy them – and then, I’d sick Light on ‘em. I can take care of myself, sure, but he’s a lot scarier than I am.”

[4leaves-blog1]

🍕

🍕 Are you a sports fanatic? If so, what kind?

“I may not look it, but I’m a big fan of soccer! I played during school and was even made captain during my last year.”

“I didn’t get these thighs from sitting around, ya know?”

[disenchantryed]

ツ

[4leaves-blog1]

ツ

[wheatgoddess-deactivated2017011]

@4leaves

“Egh… I do not like this beverage. It’s so bitter.” She said, sticking out her tongue in signal of disgust. “I do not understand the obsession some of you humans have with this ‘coffee’.”

[4leaves-blog1]

“You get used to the taste,” she says, sipping at her own cup – although her’s is full of various flavors and sugars. Straight black coffee is not to her tastes. “A lot of people add stuff to there’s to sweeten it!”

[4leaves-blog1]

Clover isn’t clumsy. She may be something of an airhead, but she prides herself on having great balance no matter the footwear or terrain. Someone had to help Light out after the accident, after all, and Clover has never been the type to leave her brother alone.

Which is why she’s so surprised when she manages to trip over a loose piece of the sidewalk, arms flailing as she drags some poor, unsuspecting person down with her.

“Ouch.” She rubs her head and tries to ignore the stinging in her knees.

@kokonehime