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i really wanted to stay longer but
im completely
worn out im so sleepy im gonna collapse so
chii shall retreat for now--Â
I hope everyone has a good day u v uÂ
AESTHETIC MEME ! ââ List your museâs aesthetic. Anyone can do this. List your museâs aesthetic from tastes, smells, outfits & sceneries. Add as many subjects as you like, it can help with people tagging you in aesthetically pleasing things towards your muse!
Tagged by:Â @lanuvolasolitaria
TAGGING: none ;;Â
TASTES: Traditional cuisine. Jasmine rice cooked fluffy and moist, miso soup in a dark stone bowl, seafood and the warmth of hotpot. Okonomiyaki. Pastries too are appreciated, but only in moderation.Â
SMELLS:Â Simple, clean and muted scents. Clean linen, the fading smell of baked bread, crisp morning air, days-old bonfire smoke & the approaching ocean breeze.
SIGHTS:Â the top of a building, overlooking a concrete jungle on a clear day. the ocean when itâs raining, rockpools and rainforests and mist on cloudy mornings.Â
OUTFITS:Â simple, clean. no collars, nothing constrictive on the upper body. somewhat conservative. long sleeves, but she can handle short skirts so long as she has safety shorts and long boots. juxtaposition like chunky cardigans with crisp pastel tees.Â
OTHER: aesthetic isnât singularly held in appearance. itâs in comfort - in feeling. the feeling of home, the feeling of warmth when sheâs lonely and dark blues when down. chromeâs a wanderer - she flits from place to place wherever she likes, there is no limit and no concrete preference; there is only a detached sense of belonging and a desire to craft her place.Â
[text] I shouldnât have to ask. Iâm your favourite. [text] ;* Fifteen minutes till it starts.
[text] your confidence is inspiring
[text] nearly theasdfaeÂ
[text] adg
[text] sorry, a car honked really loudly
[text] Are you going to listen to him or me?
[text] Caffeine goes with bad movies.
[text] Mukuro-sama, are you asking me to play favourites?Â
[text] ...Â
[text] suppose no one can complain if the soda is on sale....
reply to @lalmiirch x
Gesturing to the plastic bag she clutched, Chrome shrugged lightly. âLate night convenience store shopping.â She spoke, not bothering to add that the snack run really served to double as her grocery shopping for the week - prices are always cheaper when the products arenât as fresh. âWhat about you? Itâs late...â
[msg] and candy.
[msg] bring soda if you want any.
[text] ...
[text] didnât bossu say something about not having caffeine lateÂ
There's something undeniably intimidating about the elder, but Chrome cannot help but to approach. It's the dead of night and the silence of the park provides an eerie backdrop to her soft footsteps. "Uhm... hello?"
It took half an instant to link voice to identity, eyes flickering briefly over the otherâs form ( despite the relative uselessness of one, particularly at this time of night; there wasnât enough reason to tug down her visor just yet ). A short breath, not quite a sigh, escaped her before she inquired, âWhat are you doing here?â
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i dont think anyone fully understands how ready i am for young!verde just sayinÂ
@agamemnoncrying x
[text] will there be popcorn?Â
[text] on my wayÂ
prime. ( self-para;
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Thereâs cake, and what she thinks might almost be a smile on okaa-sanâs face. She doesnât treasure the memory because she thinks thereâll be better ones to come.Â
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They say birthdays are special, and she joins the rest of the class in toddling up to the big wall opposite to the windows she likes looking out of. Sheâs holding a small sticker with her name clumsily printed onto it, and the teacher guides her towards the small group on the far end all gathered around a purple poster.
âYour birthdays are all in December,â theyâre told, ânear the end of the year.â The teacher turns to her. âNagi, when is yours?âÂ
Wide eyes stare at the slightly crumpled sticker in her grasp. Where others have numbers with their names, she has none. She cannot remember precisely what date her birthday falls on, only that around a certain week each year, sheâs given a small slice of cake to eat by herself after dinner. Â
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âAre you having a birthday party, Nagi?â Her classmate asks, knees bumping against hers as they sit side by side up on the top of the tallest playground. âWe could play princess! Itâd be more fun than at school, because school is boring.âÂ
Nagi fidgets with her semi-eaten bento, Lately, sheâs been having difficulty finishing the full portions of her meals. Even as she mentally considers what days Okaa-san and Tou-san are likely to not be home, knows that it would be very possible to host a birthday party just like the others, she hesitates.Â
Honestly, she doesnât want to have a birthday party.
Nagi doesnât like the pressure of socialising and playing pretend and acting as a big sister in a fake family made of all her friends, trying to guess at how sheâs meant to act because she knows that her family isnât quite the ideal.Â
âMaybe, Iâll have to ask.â She says.Â
Of course, she never does.Â
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Thereâs no cake. No one asks her if sheâs going to have a party.Â
Nagi tells herself she doesnât mind.
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Chrome smiles. She hasnât quite got all the pieces together yet, but she thinks sheâs getting there. Nearly.Â
Leaves her other counterpart (or whatever one might call it) a bouquet of pink Alstroemerias with a small card in it written [Happy Birthday] on her windowsill.
The scent of the lilies permeates her small room with itâs sweet fragrance. Espying the bouquet alongside itâs accompanying card, Chromeâs smile is thankful as she realises from whom it has come from.Â
âHappy birthday to you too.âÂ
Happy birthday, Chrome <3
âThank you, Mukuro-sama.â She wills herself to not blush at the unexpected greeting, dipping her head in thanks.
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good grief i, chii, am finally online on laptop so i will be rping !!
you may consider this a starter call soÂ
IF YOU WANT A STARTER JUST HIT LIKE !Â
via amano akiraâs twitter (x)
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it's the darling's birthday ... I had no idea ... cutie Chrome, you worked hard uvu