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[aesthetiquement]

"𝒜𝓁𝓁𝑜𝓌 𝓂𝑒 𝓉𝑜 𝓉𝑒𝒶𝒸𝒽 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒻𝑒𝑒𝓁𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝑜𝒻 𝒶𝓃 𝒾𝒸𝓎 𝒷𝓊𝓇𝓃!"

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Personals don't interact, and please do not reblog.

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[aesthetiquement]

Looks around while eating fried tofu and letting out a loud crunch.

[cantuscorvi]

"... You're not going to share, are you?" //@aesthetiquement

“That depends — are you going to ask?”

[aesthetiquement]

.... That's a question already, though? "... Can I please have a sample?"

[aesthetiquement]

Meisha: fine okay i look like my mom-

picrew

[memesforthesoul]

Your Muse Sees Mine Being Flirted/Harassed And Mine Obviously Doesn't Like It, How Does Your Muse Respond?

[asinusxdomi]

@aesthetiquement || liked for a starter

"Was everything to your liking, madam?" It was refreshing to come above ground from time-to-time. To pretend to be a normal person and run the vineyard. There were a number of interesting personalities here, the same as below ground but they were much more...tame. After almost being killed, he thought such as needed.

Standing beside the young woman's table, he was looking at her plate. He was without a smile, but still kind in tone. "I see you left some of your cheeses untouched. They are an acquired taste sometimes. Do I need to take them away and provide a new selection? I have sweeter options if need be."

[aesthetiquement]

"Everything has been pleasant so far. There's quite a variation in the platter, that I almost forgot that this was suppose to be a cheese sampling." Regardless of how blank the other person's face was when he communicated too her, she responded with a polite smile as she daintily dabbed the napkin close to her lips.

"That said, I'll appreciate whichever you see fit to do next. But perhaps a palate cleanser first, before we proceed?"

[aesthetiquement]

"Don't be shy. Be honest. Say that you missed me~"

[aesthetiquement]

"WHAT THE HECK IS THIS PLACE---"

[peachyrpmemes]

DON’T BE SHY, SEND MY MUSE SOME NOSEY ANONS!

ASK ABOUT PEOPLE IN THEIR LIVES, ABOUT THEIR LIKES AND DISLIKES, WHAT THEY THINK ABOUT CERTAIN THINGS, ANYTHING YOU WANT! HIT ME UP WITH QUESTIONS!

[aesthetiquement]

"Let's see who's still hanging around my following. Sound off!"

[aesthetiquement]

"Hey, Meisha, why does Damian call your friend Jimmy baby girl?" - Mika (this was the best way I could see the meme working forgive me)

"Mika. Mika... You can see it can you? From the way they chat, down to the possum memes... He's totally into him ; he's just so cringe about it---" Was the only way Meisha knew house to answer that question. "We'll have to get to the bottom of this later."

[joesmemes]

Send my muse "why does [NAME] call you babygirl?" for their reaction!

[aesthetiquement]

"Why did they make chocolate the thing you give people on this day?? I want to know. Anyways, do you want these? I'm not gonna eat them cuz I hate chocolate".

ㅤ ㅤ *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ "There's a lot of history behind it that I'm willing to elaborate, but I can tell you're not interested in listening to anyone about it~" She prefaced before looking over the accumulation of chocolate that was being over to her. "Are you sure I can have these? There's so many--" she remarks, yet she was eyeing a few pieces already. Not out of greed - she just loves chocolate. The morality of eating the chocolate that was meant for someone else is another can of worms that should or shouldn't be opened, but it's his chocolate, and it's his call to decide what happens to them.

"I'll take them, though! Put aside whichever ones you feel like keeping to yourself."

[tricksheart]

Yo! Mind reblogging ( likes work too ) if interested in interacting with a Joker / Persona Protagonist from Persona 5? Crossover and Original character friendly. Please read rules before following. Hopefully we can 'steal your heart'.

[mortau]

Sad? Maybe so. Damian hadn't thought much about it since he died - not that he could remember. And yet, it had still been so long. Perhaps there was some bitterness he was ignoring, deep down. "That's just how it is for spirits, I guess... It's nice to meet you, though."

[aesthetiquement]

ㅤ ㅤ *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ "Can't say I could relate to that just yet, sorry." Seeing the dead and being able to visit the realm in which they reside in is one thing, but knowing what it was like to live as one is another. On top of that, she was the social type. "You too! Name's Meisha. What's yours?"

[aesthetiquement]

sheyearns​:

        “Ah, I shouldn’t let a little cold like this bother me.” Lacie was being her usual stubborn herself.

        SHE WAS PLANNING TO get home as soon as possible but she was walking on the road to hypothermia once she was more exposed to the cold. “But… it’s wiser to warm up before I go—can you show me where this place is? I’m not familiar with these surroundings.”

ㅤ ㅤ *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ “It really wouldn’t do to be stubborn about the cold, after all.” Stubborn at first, but much to her relief, she agreed in the end. It just won’t do to leave someone to be cold on a day like this. “It isn’t too far from here. The cafe is this way. Follow me.”

[aesthetiquement]

saymecw​:

Scathach is not one to pay mind to people she sees as incapable, true warriors interested her- given that, people that lacked courage were amongst the ones she despised the most. Admittedly, she’s…a bit too much, in comparison to most she ends up fighting anyway- they’re very rarely able to pose a challenge or have enough appeal to even train, once you’ve trained the best, you grow bored of those lacking. Suffice to say, she’s bored. In general, fights to the death don’t happen as much anymore, anyway and she can’t even die now…so. The thrill’s gone out the window.

So, when one is bored, the best thing to do is go for a drink. Scathach finds her eyes drawn to the shadows as she weaves through the streets expertly, confident that no harm shall come to herself, no matter how drunk she may be in the end. Instead, she finds trouble found someone else, admittedly, she could jump in to save her, but something held her back for a second to observe. This man would be no threat, but this woman…she seemed strong willed. Someone worth knowing, even if she’s not much a fighter herself. That’s rare.

So, naturally, she approaches. A hand resting on the man’s shoulder, her grip like iron seemed to be enough of a threat to send him packing, before her gaze returns to the woman in front of her. Beautiful. Medb would like this one or rather, be incredibly envious of her and view her as a rival. “…Do you have a weapon? It can be dangerous going out alone if not. You’re fine, though, right?” Mainly, she’s asking about the weapon to see if the vibes she sensed were…you know, right- but also to determine if she should walk this woman home before she goes out drinking.

( @aesthetiquement​​  || scathach )

ㅤ ㅤ *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ This wouldn’t be the first time, to be honest. It’s just one of the common pain points of being as beautiful as she was - you attracted desireable people, and you attracted undesirable people just the same. The frequency of the latter hinders her ability to appreciate sight-seeing at an hour like this. Yes, she can defend herself just fine - she has a dagger hiding inside her skirt, but that’s not the point here.

She was so close to clenching her fists and assuming a stance that was ready to show someone a lesson or so, but to her surprise, she didn’t have to go that far. Someone else did the favor of intimidating the hindrance into leaving. Speechless at first, but then she was spoken to.

“--How did you know?” She asked, acting coyly at first. She had multiple means to defend herself: protective charms, a never ending list of snarky remarks, and one of the weapons her mom gifted her, strapped nicely on her leg. “I’m fine, though. No physical harm anywhere. Thank you.”