ask-lady-shuna

INACTIVE I'm a lover not a fighter / Most esteemed Companion in all of Makai / NSFW acccepted (of course 😘)

[ask-shuna]

💙 "And it won't be sad if the stars don't shine..."

I was excited yesterday to see a new post from advice-hiei, the blog that started it all, only to feel my heart sink when I saw they had announced that all RP elements would be removed from the blog, that this had been discussed among the most active rp'ers in the group and they all wanted to either delete their blogs, pass them off to someone new, or return to the ask blog format.

Checking the other blogs in the 25 year after timeline, I found that the RP content had already vanished from most of them, and several were deleted completely. As of this writing (2/26/2019) Keiko, Shishi, Suzuka, Jin, Touya, Asuka, Haru, Younger Toguro, Akako, Mukuro, Kandai, Lady Shuna's Ladies, Slavers of Makai, and myself haven't yet entirely deleted our RP content. I haven't tagged anyone out of respect for the group-wide decision not to continue.

My activity dropped off in December as I've been helping my partner (who runs Kandai and co-runs Shuna's Ladies and Slavers) recover from major surgery, and as an OC paired with a supporting character I was never part of the main group so I (understandably) was not part of this discussion, meaning it was news to me and incredibly sad that things were ending, especially (seemingly) suddenly and including the deletion of the story content I have so enjoyed. There are lines of dialogue that exist now only in my memory.

I've been watching Yu Yu Hakusho since it's initial run on adult swim. I credit this show with getting me through middle and high school, and bonding over mutual love of it and rp'ing fueled my closest friendships from that time and first serious relationship. It's accurate to say I would not be who I am today without Yu Yu Hakusho.

Getting a chance to RP again has been an absolute dream. It's been a beautiful six months and has even gotten me to start writing fanfiction for the first time in nearly a decade.

For that reason this account will remain. Shuna is a fairly new OC for me, not to mention all her wonderful girls, but I am absolutely in love with her story and her world and will be posting links to fanfiction inspired by these RP adventures (and with some co-writing by @sirkandai ) in the near future. Thank you to my fellow RP'ers for that inspiration, it's a gift beyond measure.

I will not, however, continue to RP with this blog or those I co-run. It's too sad and strange to think about doing it without the group. Who knows, maybe someday new rp'ers will pop up with new ideas and I'll have this community again.

For anyone still active who sees this, it's been an absolute joy. Thank you for welcoming me back to a way of being a fan I thought I had outgrown and didn't know I still needed. To my incredible partner, thank you for coming on this journey with me. I thought I would have to give up this kind of weird fan stuff when I got married, but you have blessedly proven me wrong.

Much love and all the best.

"Your smile makes my heart explode!"

Forever for Never Yu Yu Hakusho.

[thekazumakuwabara]

                               Kuwabara Birthday Week

It’s that time of year again! In honor of Kuwabara’s birthday, we’re dedicating an entire week towards celebrating an underappreciated character!

When is it? February 25th to March 3rd, 2019. How does this work? Anyone can create fanworks (and is encouraged) that feature Kazuma Kuwabara! It can be shippy or platonic but he must be the main focus. It can be headcanons, meta, fanart, videos, fanfic, graphics, fanmixes, gifs, any kind of fanwork! For any fanworks created for the event, you can either send it, mention @thekazumakuwabara and/or use the tag #KuwabaraBirthdayWeek in the first five tags on your posts. It’ll be tracked so it can be reblogged to the blog.

Since tumblr has banned visual n s f w works, sadly, I can’t reblog it (unless you post a SFW preview and it links somewhere else). But you can write n s f w stuff, however, please put it under a read more.

If you’re unsure of what to make, I’ve provided themes for each day of the week. You don’t have to stick to these! Feel free to post/create anything on any day this week! It will get reblogged too. Also, there will be a separate post for each day as a reminder with the theme as well. Each post will have more descriptions and some ideas to help jump start those creative juices!

Schedule Day 1 (25th): Favorite Look                      Day 5 (1st): Favorite Moment Day 2 (26th): Favorite Relationship          Day 6 (2nd): Favorite Trait Day 3 (27th): HAPPY BIRTHDAY!            Day 7 (3rd): Favorite HC/Fanwork Day 4 (28th): Favorite Quote

Even if you don’t create anything, it would be great if y'all reblog this post to spread the word!

Asks and headcanons will be answered during the event. Anything else, feel free to send in, especially if it deals with the theme of the day.

If you have any questions, feel free to send them! The inbox is open. You can also leave comments on this post.

[rp-meme-glaceon]

Force my Muse to Spill their Secrets

🌧- For a heavy, emotional secret

🙃- For a lighter, slightly embarrassing secret

🌟- For a secret wish or desire of theirs

🍏- For something they secretly wish didn’t exist

🍎- For something they secretly wish did exist

❤️- For a secret crush

📲- Talk about someone/something you dislike, but only pretend to like

👁‍🗨- Talk about someone/something you like, but pretend to dislike

🍻- For something bad/mischievous you did as a child or teen that your parents don’t know about

🌜- For a ‘weird’ habit or tic that no one knows about

💃- For a talent that they like to keep hidden from others

🏹- For a talent they wish they had

👻- For something that scares or disturbs them, but they refuse to tell anyone

☢️- For a controversy or scandal they have been able to keep mostly under wraps

🐇- For a secret item they keep (stuffed animal, comfort object, etc)

📒- For a secret journal/diary they keep (Bonus: Share an entry from it!)

📔- For a secret sketchbook they keep (Bonus: Share a sketch or doodle within it!)

🖤- For something they secretly wish they could do with your muse

❓- Free Space! Ask them about a specific secret!

[ask-shuna]

*Shuna turns her head from side to side, admiring the way her hair moves like silk thanks to Nobiki’s skills*

@ladyshunasladies Nobiki, you’re an absolute magician with hair. It’s like the split ends have disappeared.

One more thing.

[ladyshunasladies]

*Nobiki mutters looking over Shuna.*

Hmm. Yes?

[ask-shuna]

*holds up one of her wrists*

I’d like you take to take the makeup off of my scars.

This night is about finding out who our real allies are. Anyway who wouldn’t support a movement figureheaded by an escaped slave is not an ally we need.

[ladyshunasladies]

Okay. *Nobiki grabs a cotton ball and the makeup remover*

Are their any personalities you’re expecting you might have trouble with?

[ask-shuna]

No, it’ll be mostly our usual clientele. They’ve all been so carefully vetted I don’t really foresee much trouble.

Still, I’d like all of you to look out for each other. At the end of the day we can only trust each other.

[ladyshunasladies]

Yeah, as long as no one pulls a Hinako. *Nobiki takes Shuna’s wrists and removes the makeup. After a moment she asks…*

Do you want me to do anything with your chipped nails?

[ask-shuna]

*is lost in thought at the mention of Hinako, her eyes tearing up the tiniest bit.*

What? Oh yes, the nails… I don’t suppose you have a concoction that would make them look like I haven’t recently run through a wall?

[ladyshunasladies]

Nothing quite so fancy. *Nobiki pulls out nail polish, clippers, and a file and sets to work to even out the nails.*

After this, you can get dressed.

[ask-shuna]

*takes a look at her perfectly smooth nails when Nobiki is done*

Thank you Nobiki. You’re an absolute miracle worker.

Please let me know if there’s anything I can do to assist in your business ventures this evening.

[ladyshunasladies]

Hah! Like I’d let you near anyone I’ve set my eyes on. One look at you and I’d lose a date. *Nobiki smirks*

You look beautiful dear. Now go! Finish with your preparations.

[ask-shuna]

*Smiles and kisses her on the cheek*

Thank you, sweetling. Take care of yourself.

*in a sing song voice* See you on the dance floor!

*leaves to go get dressed.*

[ask-shuna]

*Shuna turns her head from side to side, admiring the way her hair moves like silk thanks to Nobiki’s skills*

@ladyshunasladies Nobiki, you’re an absolute magician with hair. It’s like the split ends have disappeared.

One more thing.

[ladyshunasladies]

*Nobiki mutters looking over Shuna.*

Hmm. Yes?

[ask-shuna]

*holds up one of her wrists*

I’d like you take to take the makeup off of my scars.

This night is about finding out who our real allies are. Anyway who wouldn’t support a movement figureheaded by an escaped slave is not an ally we need.

[ladyshunasladies]

Okay. *Nobiki grabs a cotton ball and the makeup remover*

Are their any personalities you’re expecting you might have trouble with?

[ask-shuna]

No, it’ll be mostly our usual clientele. They’ve all been so carefully vetted I don’t really foresee much trouble.

Still, I’d like all of you to look out for each other. At the end of the day we can only trust each other.

[ladyshunasladies]

Yeah, as long as no one pulls a Hinako. *Nobiki takes Shuna’s wrists and removes the makeup. After a moment she asks…*

Do you want me to do anything with your chipped nails?

[ask-shuna]

*is lost in thought at the mention of Hinako, her eyes tearing up the tiniest bit.*

What? Oh yes, the nails… I don’t suppose you have a concoction that would make them look like I haven’t recently run through a wall?

[ladyshunasladies]

Nothing quite so fancy. *Nobiki pulls out nail polish, clippers, and a file and sets to work to even out the nails.*

After this, you can get dressed.

[ask-shuna]

*takes a look at her perfectly smooth nails when Nobiki is done*

Thank you Nobiki. You're an absolute miracle worker.

Please let me know if there's anything I can do to assist in your business ventures this evening.

[ask-shuna]

*Shuna turns her head from side to side, admiring the way her hair moves like silk thanks to Nobiki’s skills*

@ladyshunasladies Nobiki, you’re an absolute magician with hair. It’s like the split ends have disappeared.

One more thing.

[ladyshunasladies]

*Nobiki mutters looking over Shuna.*

Hmm. Yes?

[ask-shuna]

*holds up one of her wrists*

I’d like you take to take the makeup off of my scars.

This night is about finding out who our real allies are. Anyway who wouldn’t support a movement figureheaded by an escaped slave is not an ally we need.

[ladyshunasladies]

Okay. *Nobiki grabs a cotton ball and the makeup remover*

Are their any personalities you’re expecting you might have trouble with?

[ask-shuna]

No, it’ll be mostly our usual clientele. They’ve all been so carefully vetted I don’t really foresee much trouble.

Still, I’d like all of you to look out for each other. At the end of the day we can only trust each other.

[ladyshunasladies]

Yeah, as long as no one pulls a Hinako. *Nobiki takes Shuna’s wrists and removes the makeup. After a moment she asks…*

Do you want me to do anything with your chipped nails?

[ask-shuna]

*is lost in thought at the mention of Hinako, her eyes tearing up the tiniest bit.*

What? Oh yes, the nails... I don't suppose you have a concoction that would make them look like I haven't recently run through a wall?

[ask-shuna]

*Shuna turns her head from side to side, admiring the way her hair moves like silk thanks to Nobiki’s skills*

@ladyshunasladies Nobiki, you’re an absolute magician with hair. It’s like the split ends have disappeared.

One more thing.

[ladyshunasladies]

*Nobiki mutters looking over Shuna.*

Hmm. Yes?

[ask-shuna]

*holds up one of her wrists*

I’d like you take to take the makeup off of my scars.

This night is about finding out who our real allies are. Anyway who wouldn’t support a movement figureheaded by an escaped slave is not an ally we need.

[ladyshunasladies]

Okay. *Nobiki grabs a cotton ball and the makeup remover*

Are their any personalities you’re expecting you might have trouble with?

[ask-shuna]

No, it'll be mostly our usual clientele. They've all been so carefully vetted I don't really foresee much trouble.

Still, I'd like all of you to look out for each other. At the end of the day we can only trust each other.

[ask-shuna]

*Shuna turns her head from side to side, admiring the way her hair moves like silk thanks to Nobiki’s skills*

@ladyshunasladies Nobiki, you’re an absolute magician with hair. It’s like the split ends have disappeared.

One more thing.

[ladyshunasladies]

*Nobiki mutters looking over Shuna.*

Hmm. Yes?

[ask-shuna]

*holds up one of her wrists*

I'd like you take to take the makeup off of my scars.

This night is about finding out who our real allies are. Anyway who wouldn't support a movement figureheaded by an escaped slave is not an ally we need.

[ask-shuna]

*Shuna turns her head from side to side, admiring the way her hair moves like silk thanks to Nobiki's skills*

@ladyshunasladies Nobiki, you're an absolute magician with hair. It's like the split ends have disappeared.

One more thing.

[ladyshunasladies]

*Nobiki walks down the halls, leading @ask-shuna to the vanity room. She glances behind her at Lady Shuna, sighs deeply, and mutters to herself.*

[ask-shuna]

Do you have something to say to me Nobiki?

[ladyshunasladies]

Nobiki: Well, only that, in the future I would appreciate you doing me the courtesy of letting me know when you are going to run off and ruin all my hard work!

Chipped nails? And your hair. Have you even brushed it since you got back? Or were you too busy rolling around in every bed in the manor?

[ask-shuna]

*Sighs*

I suppose I’m in trouble for the bruised skin too.

[ladyshunasladies]

*She pushes a door open, inside is a well lit vanity, Nobiki walks in and points to a chair.*

Sit. Then we can talk about your skin.

[ask-shuna]

*sits with the air of a scoldedchold about her*

For what it’s worth, you made me alluring enough that even after all the bruising a king still wanted me.

[ladyshunasladies]

Nobiki: Flattery will get you nowhere. Now slip that robe off your shoulders so I can cover these bruises. *she grabs a sponge and foundation, holding it up to Shuna‘s skin to check the color match*

[ask-shuna]

*Shuna lets her robe fall revealing mostly faded bruises*

You’ll need to seal that well, I plan to be pressing up against Sir Kandai and possibly others if I get a good offer.

[ladyshunasladies]

*Nobiki starts patting the cream colored foundation over a bruise on Shuna’s shoulder. She smirks.* No one will ever know.

Not Kandai, not Mukuro, not any “good offer”.

How far do these bruises go? I see them on your shoulders, arms, breasts, I assume your legs. Anything else?

[ask-shuna]

No, I didn’t run into any brick walls with my upper thighs, or get hit between the legs by rubble.

[ladyshunasladies]

Nobiki: So everywhere then. *sighs* You really are a mess aren’t you?

[ask-shuna]

*thinks back on the few weeks of her life and laughs sardonically*

You have no idea.

I haven’t had the time to check in on you girls lately.

How are you, Nobiki?

[ladyshunasladies]

Nobiki: Me? I’m bored. Being on lockdown and not taking clients is no fun. And I left my books at the safe house, so I don’t have anything I can get off to.

[ask-shuna]

Honestly, I know it’s our profession but do you ladies ever think of anything other than sex?

[ladyshunasladies]

Nobiki: I was joking. Sort of. I’ve hit a block in my writing and I need inspiration. I’m my most creative after an orgasm.

Turn towards me. *Nobiki waits and then starts applying makeup to Shuna’s breasts.*

Something about feeling separate from my own body just inspires me.

[ask-shuna]

*turns towards her*

Hm. I suppose that makes a certain kind of sense-that intensity of feeling and moving beyond oneself leading to creativity.

If you’re willing to share I’d love to hear about or even read a little of what you’re working on. It’s been too long since I’ve read one of your stories.

[ladyshunasladies]

*Nobiki suppresses a laugh and finishes applying makeup to Shuna’s chest.*

You don’t want hear this. It’s not good.

Now stand for me.

[ask-shuna]

*Shuna giggles as she stands*

If you say so.

[ladyshunasladies]

*Nobiki sighs when she sees how bruised Shuna is down below.*

Wide stance for me please. I want to get this just right.

*Nobiki gently patts over Shuna’s legs, starting near her feet and working her way up.*

So the hero in this one is a human. And I don’t know anything about them. So why did I choose to make my hero a human? I think they’re pretty!

[ask-shuna]

*she does as Nobiki asks*

A fondness for human beauty is one many demons share.

You know, apart from their general lack of power and shorter lifespans, I don’t know that humans are so different from us. Perhaps that’s what’s holding you back? Assuming they’re too different?

[ladyshunasladies]

Hmm maybe. *Nobiki finishes up with the makeup and grabs a spray bottle of finisher.*

Close your eyes.

*Nobiki sprays over every covered bruise, a light enough layer so that it doesn’t crack, but thick enough to ensure nothing would smudge.*

Is that why you won’t marry Sir Kandai? Too different?

[ask-shuna]

*Shuna flinches at the question but keeps her eyes closed until Nobiki is done, then turns to admire her suddenly blemish free skin and runs a hand over herself. It’s completely impossible to tell anything is covering her, not even the scars on her wrists from the shackles show*

You’re quite the magician dear. Thank you.

Any suggestions for eye makeup?

And…what do you mean about Kandai being “different?”

[ladyshunasladies]

I was thinking a brush of silver eyeshadow with these two on the brow and corner *Nobiki holds up two light & dark shades of purple* to match the dress.

Only that he didn’t have to work to get where he is. He is part of our world, but we had to fight to get here, he was born into it.

[ask-shuna]

*slips on her robe and sits down in front of the vanity mirror.*

I think those will be perfect.

True, he was born into wealth and privilege, though he’s used that advantage mostly for the good of others. Who says I won’t marry him rather than just haven’t yet?

[ladyshunasladies]

Well, he’s the orange isn’t he?

[ask-shuna]

You have more talent for the eye shadow, would you apply it? Tonight is very important and I need to look my best.

Even if he was the orange, why would that mean I’d refuse him?

[ladyshunasladies]

Well apples are clearly better. *Nobiki snorts, as she starts applying makeup to Shuna’s face.”

[ask-shuna]

I believe the point of my metaphor was that it’s impossible for me to choose.

[ladyshunasladies]

Riiiiight. Well, just know that we’ll be watching you tonight. *she laughs* Though I do hope to do some business myself.

[ask-shuna]

Oh good, because I need thirty of you watching every moment of my personal life unfold, there won’t be enough pressure seeing clients whom I’ve neglected for Sir Kandai’s sake or making a monumental public announcement that endangers us all or having one of if not the most powerful demon in Makai at my side as my bodyguard

And they say “motherhood” is a blessing.

[ladyshunasladies]

*Nobiki sighs, finishing up Shuna’s face.*

Of course it’s all in fun. We’re aware of the dangers, and of the honor of having Lord Mukuro with us.

But tonight isn’t really about your personal life is it, it’s about politics and … oh … hold on. I have to fix that don’t move. “Nobiki quickly fixes her mistake*

There. Look in the mirror and then we can do your hair.

[ask-shuna]

*Turns to look at herself*

Perfect as always, Nobiki.

Hair down, I think. It makes people think I'm down to Earth. Straight and smooth as you can get it, please.

Yes, all about politics indeed. Though when your societal position relies on relationships, it tends to get muddled.

[ladyshunasladies]

*Nobiki walks down the halls, leading @ask-shuna to the vanity room. She glances behind her at Lady Shuna, sighs deeply, and mutters to herself.*

[ask-shuna]

Do you have something to say to me Nobiki?

[ladyshunasladies]

Nobiki: Well, only that, in the future I would appreciate you doing me the courtesy of letting me know when you are going to run off and ruin all my hard work!

Chipped nails? And your hair. Have you even brushed it since you got back? Or were you too busy rolling around in every bed in the manor?

[ask-shuna]

*Sighs*

I suppose I’m in trouble for the bruised skin too.

[ladyshunasladies]

*She pushes a door open, inside is a well lit vanity, Nobiki walks in and points to a chair.*

Sit. Then we can talk about your skin.

[ask-shuna]

*sits with the air of a scoldedchold about her*

For what it’s worth, you made me alluring enough that even after all the bruising a king still wanted me.

[ladyshunasladies]

Nobiki: Flattery will get you nowhere. Now slip that robe off your shoulders so I can cover these bruises. *she grabs a sponge and foundation, holding it up to Shuna‘s skin to check the color match*

[ask-shuna]

*Shuna lets her robe fall revealing mostly faded bruises*

You’ll need to seal that well, I plan to be pressing up against Sir Kandai and possibly others if I get a good offer.

[ladyshunasladies]

*Nobiki starts patting the cream colored foundation over a bruise on Shuna’s shoulder. She smirks.* No one will ever know.

Not Kandai, not Mukuro, not any “good offer”.

How far do these bruises go? I see them on your shoulders, arms, breasts, I assume your legs. Anything else?

[ask-shuna]

No, I didn’t run into any brick walls with my upper thighs, or get hit between the legs by rubble.

[ladyshunasladies]

Nobiki: So everywhere then. *sighs* You really are a mess aren’t you?

[ask-shuna]

*thinks back on the few weeks of her life and laughs sardonically*

You have no idea.

I haven’t had the time to check in on you girls lately.

How are you, Nobiki?

[ladyshunasladies]

Nobiki: Me? I’m bored. Being on lockdown and not taking clients is no fun. And I left my books at the safe house, so I don’t have anything I can get off to.

[ask-shuna]

Honestly, I know it’s our profession but do you ladies ever think of anything other than sex?

[ladyshunasladies]

Nobiki: I was joking. Sort of. I’ve hit a block in my writing and I need inspiration. I’m my most creative after an orgasm.

Turn towards me. *Nobiki waits and then starts applying makeup to Shuna’s breasts.*

Something about feeling separate from my own body just inspires me.

[ask-shuna]

*turns towards her*

Hm. I suppose that makes a certain kind of sense-that intensity of feeling and moving beyond oneself leading to creativity.

If you’re willing to share I’d love to hear about or even read a little of what you’re working on. It’s been too long since I’ve read one of your stories.

[ladyshunasladies]

*Nobiki suppresses a laugh and finishes applying makeup to Shuna’s chest.*

You don’t want hear this. It’s not good.

Now stand for me.

[ask-shuna]

*Shuna giggles as she stands*

If you say so.

[ladyshunasladies]

*Nobiki sighs when she sees how bruised Shuna is down below.*

Wide stance for me please. I want to get this just right.

*Nobiki gently patts over Shuna’s legs, starting near her feet and working her way up.*

So the hero in this one is a human. And I don’t know anything about them. So why did I choose to make my hero a human? I think they’re pretty!

[ask-shuna]

*she does as Nobiki asks*

A fondness for human beauty is one many demons share.

You know, apart from their general lack of power and shorter lifespans, I don’t know that humans are so different from us. Perhaps that’s what’s holding you back? Assuming they’re too different?

[ladyshunasladies]

Hmm maybe. *Nobiki finishes up with the makeup and grabs a spray bottle of finisher.*

Close your eyes.

*Nobiki sprays over every covered bruise, a light enough layer so that it doesn’t crack, but thick enough to ensure nothing would smudge.*

Is that why you won’t marry Sir Kandai? Too different?

[ask-shuna]

*Shuna flinches at the question but keeps her eyes closed until Nobiki is done, then turns to admire her suddenly blemish free skin and runs a hand over herself. It’s completely impossible to tell anything is covering her, not even the scars on her wrists from the shackles show*

You’re quite the magician dear. Thank you.

Any suggestions for eye makeup?

And…what do you mean about Kandai being “different?”

[ladyshunasladies]

I was thinking a brush of silver eyeshadow with these two on the brow and corner *Nobiki holds up two light & dark shades of purple* to match the dress.

Only that he didn’t have to work to get where he is. He is part of our world, but we had to fight to get here, he was born into it.

[ask-shuna]

*slips on her robe and sits down in front of the vanity mirror.*

I think those will be perfect.

True, he was born into wealth and privilege, though he’s used that advantage mostly for the good of others. Who says I won’t marry him rather than just haven’t yet?

[ladyshunasladies]

Well, he’s the orange isn’t he?

[ask-shuna]

You have more talent for the eye shadow, would you apply it? Tonight is very important and I need to look my best.

Even if he was the orange, why would that mean I’d refuse him?

[ladyshunasladies]

Well apples are clearly better. *Nobiki snorts, as she starts applying makeup to Shuna’s face.”

[ask-shuna]

I believe the point of my metaphor was that it’s impossible for me to choose.

[ladyshunasladies]

Riiiiight. Well, just know that we’ll be watching you tonight. *she laughs* Though I do hope to do some business myself.

[ask-shuna]

Oh good, because I need thirty of you watching every moment of my personal life unfold, there won't be enough pressure seeing clients whom I've neglected for Sir Kandai's sake or making a monumental public announcement that endangers us all or having one of if not the most powerful demon in Makai at my side as my bodyguard

And they say "motherhood" is a blessing.

[ladyshunasladies]

*Nobiki walks down the halls, leading @ask-shuna to the vanity room. She glances behind her at Lady Shuna, sighs deeply, and mutters to herself.*

[ask-shuna]

Do you have something to say to me Nobiki?

[ladyshunasladies]

Nobiki: Well, only that, in the future I would appreciate you doing me the courtesy of letting me know when you are going to run off and ruin all my hard work!

Chipped nails? And your hair. Have you even brushed it since you got back? Or were you too busy rolling around in every bed in the manor?

[ask-shuna]

*Sighs*

I suppose I’m in trouble for the bruised skin too.

[ladyshunasladies]

*She pushes a door open, inside is a well lit vanity, Nobiki walks in and points to a chair.*

Sit. Then we can talk about your skin.

[ask-shuna]

*sits with the air of a scoldedchold about her*

For what it’s worth, you made me alluring enough that even after all the bruising a king still wanted me.

[ladyshunasladies]

Nobiki: Flattery will get you nowhere. Now slip that robe off your shoulders so I can cover these bruises. *she grabs a sponge and foundation, holding it up to Shuna‘s skin to check the color match*

[ask-shuna]

*Shuna lets her robe fall revealing mostly faded bruises*

You’ll need to seal that well, I plan to be pressing up against Sir Kandai and possibly others if I get a good offer.

[ladyshunasladies]

*Nobiki starts patting the cream colored foundation over a bruise on Shuna’s shoulder. She smirks.* No one will ever know.

Not Kandai, not Mukuro, not any “good offer”.

How far do these bruises go? I see them on your shoulders, arms, breasts, I assume your legs. Anything else?

[ask-shuna]

No, I didn’t run into any brick walls with my upper thighs, or get hit between the legs by rubble.

[ladyshunasladies]

Nobiki: So everywhere then. *sighs* You really are a mess aren’t you?

[ask-shuna]

*thinks back on the few weeks of her life and laughs sardonically*

You have no idea.

I haven’t had the time to check in on you girls lately.

How are you, Nobiki?

[ladyshunasladies]

Nobiki: Me? I’m bored. Being on lockdown and not taking clients is no fun. And I left my books at the safe house, so I don’t have anything I can get off to.

[ask-shuna]

Honestly, I know it’s our profession but do you ladies ever think of anything other than sex?

[ladyshunasladies]

Nobiki: I was joking. Sort of. I’ve hit a block in my writing and I need inspiration. I’m my most creative after an orgasm.

Turn towards me. *Nobiki waits and then starts applying makeup to Shuna’s breasts.*

Something about feeling separate from my own body just inspires me.

[ask-shuna]

*turns towards her*

Hm. I suppose that makes a certain kind of sense-that intensity of feeling and moving beyond oneself leading to creativity.

If you’re willing to share I’d love to hear about or even read a little of what you’re working on. It’s been too long since I’ve read one of your stories.

[ladyshunasladies]

*Nobiki suppresses a laugh and finishes applying makeup to Shuna’s chest.*

You don’t want hear this. It’s not good.

Now stand for me.

[ask-shuna]

*Shuna giggles as she stands*

If you say so.

[ladyshunasladies]

*Nobiki sighs when she sees how bruised Shuna is down below.*

Wide stance for me please. I want to get this just right.

*Nobiki gently patts over Shuna’s legs, starting near her feet and working her way up.*

So the hero in this one is a human. And I don’t know anything about them. So why did I choose to make my hero a human? I think they’re pretty!

[ask-shuna]

*she does as Nobiki asks*

A fondness for human beauty is one many demons share.

You know, apart from their general lack of power and shorter lifespans, I don’t know that humans are so different from us. Perhaps that’s what’s holding you back? Assuming they’re too different?

[ladyshunasladies]

Hmm maybe. *Nobiki finishes up with the makeup and grabs a spray bottle of finisher.*

Close your eyes.

*Nobiki sprays over every covered bruise, a light enough layer so that it doesn’t crack, but thick enough to ensure nothing would smudge.*

Is that why you won’t marry Sir Kandai? Too different?

[ask-shuna]

*Shuna flinches at the question but keeps her eyes closed until Nobiki is done, then turns to admire her suddenly blemish free skin and runs a hand over herself. It’s completely impossible to tell anything is covering her, not even the scars on her wrists from the shackles show*

You’re quite the magician dear. Thank you.

Any suggestions for eye makeup?

And…what do you mean about Kandai being “different?”

[ladyshunasladies]

I was thinking a brush of silver eyeshadow with these two on the brow and corner *Nobiki holds up two light & dark shades of purple* to match the dress.

Only that he didn’t have to work to get where he is. He is part of our world, but we had to fight to get here, he was born into it.

[ask-shuna]

*slips on her robe and sits down in front of the vanity mirror.*

I think those will be perfect.

True, he was born into wealth and privilege, though he’s used that advantage mostly for the good of others. Who says I won’t marry him rather than just haven’t yet?

[ladyshunasladies]

Well, he’s the orange isn’t he?

[ask-shuna]

You have more talent for the eye shadow, would you apply it? Tonight is very important and I need to look my best.

Even if he was the orange, why would that mean I’d refuse him?

[ladyshunasladies]

Well apples are clearly better. *Nobiki snorts, as she starts applying makeup to Shuna’s face.”

[ask-shuna]

I believe the point of my metaphor was that it's impossible for me to choose.

[ladyshunasladies]

*Nobiki walks down the halls, leading @ask-shuna to the vanity room. She glances behind her at Lady Shuna, sighs deeply, and mutters to herself.*

[ask-shuna]

Do you have something to say to me Nobiki?

[ladyshunasladies]

Nobiki: Well, only that, in the future I would appreciate you doing me the courtesy of letting me know when you are going to run off and ruin all my hard work!

Chipped nails? And your hair. Have you even brushed it since you got back? Or were you too busy rolling around in every bed in the manor?

[ask-shuna]

*Sighs*

I suppose I’m in trouble for the bruised skin too.

[ladyshunasladies]

*She pushes a door open, inside is a well lit vanity, Nobiki walks in and points to a chair.*

Sit. Then we can talk about your skin.

[ask-shuna]

*sits with the air of a scoldedchold about her*

For what it’s worth, you made me alluring enough that even after all the bruising a king still wanted me.

[ladyshunasladies]

Nobiki: Flattery will get you nowhere. Now slip that robe off your shoulders so I can cover these bruises. *she grabs a sponge and foundation, holding it up to Shuna‘s skin to check the color match*

[ask-shuna]

*Shuna lets her robe fall revealing mostly faded bruises*

You’ll need to seal that well, I plan to be pressing up against Sir Kandai and possibly others if I get a good offer.

[ladyshunasladies]

*Nobiki starts patting the cream colored foundation over a bruise on Shuna’s shoulder. She smirks.* No one will ever know.

Not Kandai, not Mukuro, not any “good offer”.

How far do these bruises go? I see them on your shoulders, arms, breasts, I assume your legs. Anything else?

[ask-shuna]

No, I didn’t run into any brick walls with my upper thighs, or get hit between the legs by rubble.

[ladyshunasladies]

Nobiki: So everywhere then. *sighs* You really are a mess aren’t you?

[ask-shuna]

*thinks back on the few weeks of her life and laughs sardonically*

You have no idea.

I haven’t had the time to check in on you girls lately.

How are you, Nobiki?

[ladyshunasladies]

Nobiki: Me? I’m bored. Being on lockdown and not taking clients is no fun. And I left my books at the safe house, so I don’t have anything I can get off to.

[ask-shuna]

Honestly, I know it’s our profession but do you ladies ever think of anything other than sex?

[ladyshunasladies]

Nobiki: I was joking. Sort of. I’ve hit a block in my writing and I need inspiration. I’m my most creative after an orgasm.

Turn towards me. *Nobiki waits and then starts applying makeup to Shuna’s breasts.*

Something about feeling separate from my own body just inspires me.

[ask-shuna]

*turns towards her*

Hm. I suppose that makes a certain kind of sense-that intensity of feeling and moving beyond oneself leading to creativity.

If you’re willing to share I’d love to hear about or even read a little of what you’re working on. It’s been too long since I’ve read one of your stories.

[ladyshunasladies]

*Nobiki suppresses a laugh and finishes applying makeup to Shuna’s chest.*

You don’t want hear this. It’s not good.

Now stand for me.

[ask-shuna]

*Shuna giggles as she stands*

If you say so.

[ladyshunasladies]

*Nobiki sighs when she sees how bruised Shuna is down below.*

Wide stance for me please. I want to get this just right.

*Nobiki gently patts over Shuna’s legs, starting near her feet and working her way up.*

So the hero in this one is a human. And I don’t know anything about them. So why did I choose to make my hero a human? I think they’re pretty!

[ask-shuna]

*she does as Nobiki asks*

A fondness for human beauty is one many demons share.

You know, apart from their general lack of power and shorter lifespans, I don’t know that humans are so different from us. Perhaps that’s what’s holding you back? Assuming they’re too different?

[ladyshunasladies]

Hmm maybe. *Nobiki finishes up with the makeup and grabs a spray bottle of finisher.*

Close your eyes.

*Nobiki sprays over every covered bruise, a light enough layer so that it doesn’t crack, but thick enough to ensure nothing would smudge.*

Is that why you won’t marry Sir Kandai? Too different?

[ask-shuna]

*Shuna flinches at the question but keeps her eyes closed until Nobiki is done, then turns to admire her suddenly blemish free skin and runs a hand over herself. It’s completely impossible to tell anything is covering her, not even the scars on her wrists from the shackles show*

You’re quite the magician dear. Thank you.

Any suggestions for eye makeup?

And…what do you mean about Kandai being “different?”

[ladyshunasladies]

I was thinking a brush of silver eyeshadow with these two on the brow and corner *Nobiki holds up two light & dark shades of purple* to match the dress.

Only that he didn’t have to work to get where he is. He is part of our world, but we had to fight to get here, he was born into it.

[ask-shuna]

*slips on her robe and sits down in front of the vanity mirror.*

I think those will be perfect.

True, he was born into wealth and privilege, though he’s used that advantage mostly for the good of others. Who says I won’t marry him rather than just haven’t yet?

[ladyshunasladies]

Well, he’s the orange isn’t he?

[ask-shuna]

You have more talent for the eye shadow, would you apply it? Tonight is very important and I need to look my best.

Even if he was the orange, why would that mean I'd refuse him?

[ladyshunasladies]

*Nobiki walks down the halls, leading @ask-shuna to the vanity room. She glances behind her at Lady Shuna, sighs deeply, and mutters to herself.*

[ask-shuna]

Do you have something to say to me Nobiki?

[ladyshunasladies]

Nobiki: Well, only that, in the future I would appreciate you doing me the courtesy of letting me know when you are going to run off and ruin all my hard work!

Chipped nails? And your hair. Have you even brushed it since you got back? Or were you too busy rolling around in every bed in the manor?

[ask-shuna]

*Sighs*

I suppose I’m in trouble for the bruised skin too.

[ladyshunasladies]

*She pushes a door open, inside is a well lit vanity, Nobiki walks in and points to a chair.*

Sit. Then we can talk about your skin.

[ask-shuna]

*sits with the air of a scoldedchold about her*

For what it’s worth, you made me alluring enough that even after all the bruising a king still wanted me.

[ladyshunasladies]

Nobiki: Flattery will get you nowhere. Now slip that robe off your shoulders so I can cover these bruises. *she grabs a sponge and foundation, holding it up to Shuna‘s skin to check the color match*

[ask-shuna]

*Shuna lets her robe fall revealing mostly faded bruises*

You’ll need to seal that well, I plan to be pressing up against Sir Kandai and possibly others if I get a good offer.

[ladyshunasladies]

*Nobiki starts patting the cream colored foundation over a bruise on Shuna’s shoulder. She smirks.* No one will ever know.

Not Kandai, not Mukuro, not any “good offer”.

How far do these bruises go? I see them on your shoulders, arms, breasts, I assume your legs. Anything else?

[ask-shuna]

No, I didn’t run into any brick walls with my upper thighs, or get hit between the legs by rubble.

[ladyshunasladies]

Nobiki: So everywhere then. *sighs* You really are a mess aren’t you?

[ask-shuna]

*thinks back on the few weeks of her life and laughs sardonically*

You have no idea.

I haven’t had the time to check in on you girls lately.

How are you, Nobiki?

[ladyshunasladies]

Nobiki: Me? I’m bored. Being on lockdown and not taking clients is no fun. And I left my books at the safe house, so I don’t have anything I can get off to.

[ask-shuna]

Honestly, I know it’s our profession but do you ladies ever think of anything other than sex?

[ladyshunasladies]

Nobiki: I was joking. Sort of. I’ve hit a block in my writing and I need inspiration. I’m my most creative after an orgasm.

Turn towards me. *Nobiki waits and then starts applying makeup to Shuna’s breasts.*

Something about feeling separate from my own body just inspires me.

[ask-shuna]

*turns towards her*

Hm. I suppose that makes a certain kind of sense-that intensity of feeling and moving beyond oneself leading to creativity.

If you’re willing to share I’d love to hear about or even read a little of what you’re working on. It’s been too long since I’ve read one of your stories.

[ladyshunasladies]

*Nobiki suppresses a laugh and finishes applying makeup to Shuna’s chest.*

You don’t want hear this. It’s not good.

Now stand for me.

[ask-shuna]

*Shuna giggles as she stands*

If you say so.

[ladyshunasladies]

*Nobiki sighs when she sees how bruised Shuna is down below.*

Wide stance for me please. I want to get this just right.

*Nobiki gently patts over Shuna’s legs, starting near her feet and working her way up.*

So the hero in this one is a human. And I don’t know anything about them. So why did I choose to make my hero a human? I think they’re pretty!

[ask-shuna]

*she does as Nobiki asks*

A fondness for human beauty is one many demons share.

You know, apart from their general lack of power and shorter lifespans, I don’t know that humans are so different from us. Perhaps that’s what’s holding you back? Assuming they’re too different?

[ladyshunasladies]

Hmm maybe. *Nobiki finishes up with the makeup and grabs a spray bottle of finisher.*

Close your eyes.

*Nobiki sprays over every covered bruise, a light enough layer so that it doesn’t crack, but thick enough to ensure nothing would smudge.*

Is that why you won’t marry Sir Kandai? Too different?

[ask-shuna]

*Shuna flinches at the question but keeps her eyes closed until Nobiki is done, then turns to admire her suddenly blemish free skin and runs a hand over herself. It’s completely impossible to tell anything is covering her, not even the scars on her wrists from the shackles show*

You’re quite the magician dear. Thank you.

Any suggestions for eye makeup?

And…what do you mean about Kandai being “different?”

[ladyshunasladies]

I was thinking a brush of silver eyeshadow with these two on the brow and corner *Nobiki holds up two light & dark shades of purple* to match the dress.

Only that he didn’t have to work to get where he is. He is part of our world, but we had to fight to get here, he was born into it.

[ask-shuna]

*slips on her robe and sits down in front of the vanity mirror.*

I think those will be perfect.

True, he was born into wealth and privilege, though he’s used that advantage mostly for the good of others. Who says I won’t marry him rather than just haven’t yet?

[ladyshunasladies]

Well, he’s the orange isn’t he?

[ask-shuna]

Could you do the eye shadow? You have such a deft hand for it and tonight is very important.

Even if he were, I believe what I said was there's no comparing or picking between the two.

Hence the expression. Apples to oranges.

[ladyshunasladies]

*Nobiki walks down the halls, leading @ask-shuna to the vanity room. She glances behind her at Lady Shuna, sighs deeply, and mutters to herself.*

[ask-shuna]

Do you have something to say to me Nobiki?

[ladyshunasladies]

Nobiki: Well, only that, in the future I would appreciate you doing me the courtesy of letting me know when you are going to run off and ruin all my hard work!

Chipped nails? And your hair. Have you even brushed it since you got back? Or were you too busy rolling around in every bed in the manor?

[ask-shuna]

*Sighs*

I suppose I’m in trouble for the bruised skin too.

[ladyshunasladies]

*She pushes a door open, inside is a well lit vanity, Nobiki walks in and points to a chair.*

Sit. Then we can talk about your skin.

[ask-shuna]

*sits with the air of a scoldedchold about her*

For what it’s worth, you made me alluring enough that even after all the bruising a king still wanted me.

[ladyshunasladies]

Nobiki: Flattery will get you nowhere. Now slip that robe off your shoulders so I can cover these bruises. *she grabs a sponge and foundation, holding it up to Shuna‘s skin to check the color match*

[ask-shuna]

*Shuna lets her robe fall revealing mostly faded bruises*

You’ll need to seal that well, I plan to be pressing up against Sir Kandai and possibly others if I get a good offer.

[ladyshunasladies]

*Nobiki starts patting the cream colored foundation over a bruise on Shuna’s shoulder. She smirks.* No one will ever know.

Not Kandai, not Mukuro, not any “good offer”.

How far do these bruises go? I see them on your shoulders, arms, breasts, I assume your legs. Anything else?

[ask-shuna]

No, I didn’t run into any brick walls with my upper thighs, or get hit between the legs by rubble.

[ladyshunasladies]

Nobiki: So everywhere then. *sighs* You really are a mess aren’t you?

[ask-shuna]

*thinks back on the few weeks of her life and laughs sardonically*

You have no idea.

I haven’t had the time to check in on you girls lately.

How are you, Nobiki?

[ladyshunasladies]

Nobiki: Me? I’m bored. Being on lockdown and not taking clients is no fun. And I left my books at the safe house, so I don’t have anything I can get off to.

[ask-shuna]

Honestly, I know it’s our profession but do you ladies ever think of anything other than sex?

[ladyshunasladies]

Nobiki: I was joking. Sort of. I’ve hit a block in my writing and I need inspiration. I’m my most creative after an orgasm.

Turn towards me. *Nobiki waits and then starts applying makeup to Shuna’s breasts.*

Something about feeling separate from my own body just inspires me.

[ask-shuna]

*turns towards her*

Hm. I suppose that makes a certain kind of sense-that intensity of feeling and moving beyond oneself leading to creativity.

If you’re willing to share I’d love to hear about or even read a little of what you’re working on. It’s been too long since I’ve read one of your stories.

[ladyshunasladies]

*Nobiki suppresses a laugh and finishes applying makeup to Shuna’s chest.*

You don’t want hear this. It’s not good.

Now stand for me.

[ask-shuna]

*Shuna giggles as she stands*

If you say so.

[ladyshunasladies]

*Nobiki sighs when she sees how bruised Shuna is down below.*

Wide stance for me please. I want to get this just right.

*Nobiki gently patts over Shuna’s legs, starting near her feet and working her way up.*

So the hero in this one is a human. And I don’t know anything about them. So why did I choose to make my hero a human? I think they’re pretty!

[ask-shuna]

*she does as Nobiki asks*

A fondness for human beauty is one many demons share.

You know, apart from their general lack of power and shorter lifespans, I don’t know that humans are so different from us. Perhaps that’s what’s holding you back? Assuming they’re too different?

[ladyshunasladies]

Hmm maybe. *Nobiki finishes up with the makeup and grabs a spray bottle of finisher.*

Close your eyes.

*Nobiki sprays over every covered bruise, a light enough layer so that it doesn’t crack, but thick enough to ensure nothing would smudge.*

Is that why you won’t marry Sir Kandai? Too different?

[ask-shuna]

*Shuna flinches at the question but keeps her eyes closed until Nobiki is done, then turns to admire her suddenly blemish free skin and runs a hand over herself. It’s completely impossible to tell anything is covering her, not even the scars on her wrists from the shackles show*

You’re quite the magician dear. Thank you.

Any suggestions for eye makeup?

And…what do you mean about Kandai being “different?”

[ladyshunasladies]

I was thinking a brush of silver eyeshadow with these two on the brow and corner *Nobiki holds up two light & dark shades of purple* to match the dress.

Only that he didn’t have to work to get where he is. He is part of our world, but we had to fight to get here, he was born into it.

[ask-shuna]

*slips on her robe and sits down in front of the vanity mirror.*

I think those will be perfect.

True, he was born into wealth and privilege, though he's used that advantage mostly for the good of others. Who says I won't marry him rather than just haven't yet?

[ladyshunasladies]

*Nobiki walks down the halls, leading @ask-shuna to the vanity room. She glances behind her at Lady Shuna, sighs deeply, and mutters to herself.*

[ask-shuna]

Do you have something to say to me Nobiki?

[ladyshunasladies]

Nobiki: Well, only that, in the future I would appreciate you doing me the courtesy of letting me know when you are going to run off and ruin all my hard work!

Chipped nails? And your hair. Have you even brushed it since you got back? Or were you too busy rolling around in every bed in the manor?

[ask-shuna]

*Sighs*

I suppose I’m in trouble for the bruised skin too.

[ladyshunasladies]

*She pushes a door open, inside is a well lit vanity, Nobiki walks in and points to a chair.*

Sit. Then we can talk about your skin.

[ask-shuna]

*sits with the air of a scoldedchold about her*

For what it’s worth, you made me alluring enough that even after all the bruising a king still wanted me.

[ladyshunasladies]

Nobiki: Flattery will get you nowhere. Now slip that robe off your shoulders so I can cover these bruises. *she grabs a sponge and foundation, holding it up to Shuna‘s skin to check the color match*

[ask-shuna]

*Shuna lets her robe fall revealing mostly faded bruises*

You’ll need to seal that well, I plan to be pressing up against Sir Kandai and possibly others if I get a good offer.

[ladyshunasladies]

*Nobiki starts patting the cream colored foundation over a bruise on Shuna’s shoulder. She smirks.* No one will ever know.

Not Kandai, not Mukuro, not any “good offer”.

How far do these bruises go? I see them on your shoulders, arms, breasts, I assume your legs. Anything else?

[ask-shuna]

No, I didn’t run into any brick walls with my upper thighs, or get hit between the legs by rubble.

[ladyshunasladies]

Nobiki: So everywhere then. *sighs* You really are a mess aren’t you?

[ask-shuna]

*thinks back on the few weeks of her life and laughs sardonically*

You have no idea.

I haven’t had the time to check in on you girls lately.

How are you, Nobiki?

[ladyshunasladies]

Nobiki: Me? I’m bored. Being on lockdown and not taking clients is no fun. And I left my books at the safe house, so I don’t have anything I can get off to.

[ask-shuna]

Honestly, I know it’s our profession but do you ladies ever think of anything other than sex?

[ladyshunasladies]

Nobiki: I was joking. Sort of. I’ve hit a block in my writing and I need inspiration. I’m my most creative after an orgasm.

Turn towards me. *Nobiki waits and then starts applying makeup to Shuna’s breasts.*

Something about feeling separate from my own body just inspires me.

[ask-shuna]

*turns towards her*

Hm. I suppose that makes a certain kind of sense-that intensity of feeling and moving beyond oneself leading to creativity.

If you’re willing to share I’d love to hear about or even read a little of what you’re working on. It’s been too long since I’ve read one of your stories.

[ladyshunasladies]

*Nobiki suppresses a laugh and finishes applying makeup to Shuna’s chest.*

You don’t want hear this. It’s not good.

Now stand for me.

[ask-shuna]

*Shuna giggles as she stands*

If you say so.

[ladyshunasladies]

*Nobiki sighs when she sees how bruised Shuna is down below.*

Wide stance for me please. I want to get this just right.

*Nobiki gently patts over Shuna’s legs, starting near her feet and working her way up.*

So the hero in this one is a human. And I don’t know anything about them. So why did I choose to make my hero a human? I think they’re pretty!

[ask-shuna]

*she does as Nobiki asks*

A fondness for human beauty is one many demons share.

You know, apart from their general lack of power and shorter lifespans, I don’t know that humans are so different from us. Perhaps that’s what’s holding you back? Assuming they’re too different?

[ladyshunasladies]

Hmm maybe. *Nobiki finishes up with the makeup and grabs a spray bottle of finisher.*

Close your eyes.

*Nobiki sprays over every covered bruise, a light enough layer so that it doesn’t crack, but thick enough to ensure nothing would smudge.*

Is that why you won’t marry Sir Kandai? Too different?

[ask-shuna]

*Shuna flinches at the question but keeps her eyes closed until Nobiki is done, then turns to admire her suddenly blemish free skin and runs a hand over herself. It's completely impossible to tell anything is covering her, not even the scars on her wrists from the shackles show*

You're quite the magician dear. Thank you.

Any suggestions for eye makeup?

And...what do you mean about Kandai being "different?"

[c-h-e-r-i-e-deactivated20200220]

🕊soft and ethereal asks🕊

1.secret garden or forest?

2.the stars or the moon?

3.neck kisses or french kisses?

4.1700’s/1800’s or 1900’s/2000’s?

5.poetry books or illustrations?

6.itunes or vinyl?

7.fairies or pixies?

8.water nymph or forest nymph?

9.kittens or baby lambs?

10.rainbow or sunrise?

11.new moon or full moon?

12.fiction or short stories?

13.green tea or jasmine tea?

14.lavender or roses?

15.sunshine or rain?

16.misty forest or sunny meadow?

17.cake or pie?

18.happiness or luck?

19.silk or cotton?

20.love story or fairytale?

21.dreams or reality?

22.diamonds or gold?

24.chocolate or vanilla?

25.series or books?

26.romance novels or mystery novels?

27.smooth jazz or classical music?

28.dancing or cooking classes?

29.cocktail night or cinema?

30.concert or play?

31.cherries or cream?

32.candles or pillows?

33.ocean or lake/river?

34.time turner or flying?

35.mermaids or angels?

36.coffee or tea?

37.makeup or natural?

38.black or white?

39.drawings or paintings?

40.early bird or night owl?

41.introvert or extrovert?

42.winter or summer?

42.spring or fall?

43.classic or modern?

[cotton-candy-skyy]

Send me a number! 💕

[ask-shuna]

Ask away