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My name is Akemi Homura. || Part-time student |||| Part-time Magical Girl |||| Traveler of Time and Space || Indie Akemi Homura role-play blog Multiverse & Time/Dimension-leaping M!A Status: None Relationship Status: None Grief: ♢♢♢♦♦ ((I make all my icons and gifs. Please don't take them.))

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Okay, so I don't have any excuses this time. I just haven't been on. So tired...I'll check to see what I need to reply to and draft it for now.

Tomorrow, hopefully...I should be on tomorrow.

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ooc; I'm sorry for not being on today.

There was an emergency within my family.

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Source : 1st and 2nd , 3rd

Artist: Flowerlanguage

[riaxa]

まどか by 119 Mahou Shoujo Madoka☆Magica

[aequitxs]

               ’                   oh, really ? ’

  noticing Homura’s step closer to her, Sayaka’s silly giggle,   turned into a more challenging grin. She, also, made a step   forward, to stand closer to the figure, noticing, also, her   challenging expression. ’ wow, are you that emotionless? ‘

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"Don't be shrewd. I'm not unfeeling, Sayaka... I'm human, just like you." The time-traveler replied with dry sarcasm, looking all the more bemused. 

Sayaka was returning her challenge with gusto. Homura took her time to size up the other, raking her gaze over her features with a prolonged sweep of her lilac eyes.

"...You're wearing that bravery act very well, aren't you?" She retorted finally, taking another step, this time away from Sayaka. Like a wolf analyzing its prey, she quietly circled around her. "Must feel nice, living in a fantasy world all the time."

A pause, and then a grim smirk.

"...I'm sorry. Maybe your lowbrow joke does have me feeling a little despondent, after all..."

[aequitxs]

"I /heard/ that, you cape-wearing dork."

"I heard that you—" finish this in my ask box.

                         ’         , are you offended yet, then ? ‘

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{ ♢♢♢♦♦ } Was she offended, the azure-haired girl wanted to know.

                                              Perhaps the insult had stung a little...

                                                         ...Not Homura was about to admit it.

Crossing her arms over her person, the time-traveler scoffed and took a step forward, turning her nose up at Sayaka.

"Sorry, I'm afraid not. Looks like you'll have to do better than that to get a rise out of me." She challenged.

[deathbyyuri]

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[ayabereitoarchive]

[cloudskysora]

[viola--odoratas]

⋉♦⋊ ;;

  Feeling a pat among the top of her head, Homura’s body began to ease down, her body loosening up once more, as she finds comfort at her variant’s soothing voice and gestures. “—ehe…I-I thought it w-was…juice…w-whoopsies~" Chuckling as if this was nothing, she continues to lay upon the floor, flailing slightly.

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—— { ♢♢♢♦♦ }All the dimension-traveler could offer the girl was a vague, sympathetic look as she watched her fall all over herself. Was she trying to say she had somehow misread the label? To think that such a small visual misinterpretation had conceived such a ridiculous result...

                                                   Oh, well. What's done is done...

Homura guided the intoxicated girl to sit on a small sofa where she was most unlikely to hurt herself and went into the kitchen to get her something to drink. Water seemed like the safest choice, and that was what she returned with.

Glass in hand, the puella peered into the living room to check on the other. At the very least, she prayed she would not find her face planted on the floor again. That was just too embarrassing...

"Homura? I brought you some water...Do you think you can drink it?

[viola--odoratas]

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    HIGH PITCH TERRIFIED SCREECH—

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—— {♢♢♢♦♦ } With a 'tsk', the bow-wielding puella placed her hands over her ears. It came as no surprise to her that the other was startled by her sudden appearance, but Homura felt that any explanation she could provide would easily be lost on her other self's... inebriated state.

Kneeling down, she placed a hand on the girl's head and attempted to calm her down.  "There there. You're just having a nice hallucination, alright? You, um, drank too many beers tonight." ღ

[viola--odoratas]

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The beauty—the grace; It’s Miss America,

    who’s possibly very drunk right now.

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—— { ♢♢♢♦♦ } "W-what the hell do you think you're doing?! Quit mopping the floor with your face like that and go drink some water!"

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B a n g  b a n g !                 

                     [  he shot me dead  ]

                                                  B A N G   B A N G !     

                                                                    [  a bullet through his head  ]                               

                                  "Oh no, I killed my friend!"

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                                Gun fight; such a bitter end.

[percjyackson]

if a roleplayer prefers writing smut over angst does that mean that they

write sins not tragedies

[sharingan]

3/10 | Happy birthday, Madoka  ♥