Butterfly Dreamer//Autoplay

Independent Single-Ship Self-Insert OC. OC and Fandom Friendly. None of the art belongs to me. Taken by xpatticakes

[rubyobscura]

    “Really? Well, it’s certainly true..!” Olive eyes looked downwards at her camera, letting her delicate digits grip onto the device as she raised it upwards from its previously slung position. “Now that we’re on the subject of pictures.. If you’re not bothered, how would you feel about me taking a picture of you?”

[bxtterflydreamer]

          :: “A-Ah-- A picture? Right now??” Honestly, Milla didn’t mind one bit if her picture was taken, but this was so sudden that she didn’t even feel prepared. Maybe she didn’t need to feel prepared anyway. Flattery; flattery was all she needed to feel at the moment, right?

             “Aha... Okay-- Sure! Uh, should I pose a certain way? O-Or somethin’...?”

[g-o-n-e-rrr-deactivated20160515]

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Kiyo chuckled, looking at the girl. “That cute little pout of yours says differently.” She completely adored messing with kids like this.

[bxtterflydreamer]

          :: “C-Cute?! No way!” Her cheeks burned a light pink from embarrassment and she rose a hand to hide her face to shield her blush, “I’m anything but that, okay? Mature and... a-and cool! That’s what I am!”

[eiennosaku-blog]

He might not have been the smartest man on earth, but he had been around long enough to know when ‘I’m fine’ wasn’t quite the truth. However, he didn’t want to get into somebody’s business and look like a nosy dog. He shouldn’t have even gone up to her, but something in the back of his mind felt bad about ignoring a ‘damsel in distress’.

“You don’t really look okay.” He lowered his voice so those around had trouble listening in. Emotions with women were private stuff, and he didn’t want to agitate anything. “What’s bothering you, miss?”

[bxtterflydreamer]

          :: Why did the other care so much? Wouldn’t normal people ignore this kind of thing? Despite how disappointing it was, it was very true that normally when someone saw a sad stranger, they would just ignore them and keep to their own business. But this guy... he was being persistent.

             “...It’s... It’s nothing you can fix, so don’t worry about it,” Milla mumbled, lowering her head to hide behind her bangs, “I-It’s my problem, so I need to care for it on my own... D-Don’t worry about me. You don’t need to...”

[theunlikelynerds-deactivated202]

“tha=thank you.”he gave a tired smile, ‘M-my friend ju-just wanted me-me to deliver s-sweets from his b-bakery. th=the first isju-just down t-this way..”

[bxtterflydreamer]

          :: Following the other’s eyes to see just where they were headed, she gave a light nod, “Oh-- Okay! That’s not so far,” the little blonde hummed before starting off toward their destination, boxes secure in her arms, “These smell amazing... Ah, and I’m Milla, by the way. Who are you?”

[zznnnb-deactivated20160621]

“I was just– floating around.” Stalking; a trait from Xstriker passed down into Yugure.

[bxtterflydreamer]

          :: It wasn’t very often that you see a flying person, but now that she had, she really couldn’t process a proper reaction to it, “W-Wha-- ? How are you--? Ugh, nevermind that! How much did you hear...?!”

[caveofwanderers]

“Huh, interesting name… Now back to the uh..other question at hand.. How long were you watching me when I ate that turkey whole???” the deadspike calmly slithered..swam? around the bloinde a bit, as if looking her over.

[bxtterflydreamer]

          :: Curious sea green eyes watched as the beast shifted around her, the small blonde’s feet occasionally turning her to sub-consciously follow the creature’s movements, “Uh... Not too long? Just from the time you swallowed it honestly. It was hella rad--” Surprisingly, she was taking this odd situation very well. Perhaps it was her interest that kept her here to study the bizarre being she had come to know as “Deadspike”.

[shuutakao]

“It’s Japanese, so I guess if you’re not from Japan, it’s foreign…?” A shrug. This girl was totally not falling for his act of friendliness, but giving up be damned. “No, I don’t call myself that,” Takao assured her. “I just thought, since my school is called the Legendary King, then if I go there, I must be a king too, right? Or something.” Quit fooling yourself, Takao. You’re more of a court jester if there ever was one.

[bxtterflydreamer]

          :: “Legendary King?” Well, that school sure sounded like it had high expectations for its status. Or perhaps it gained that name from it’s status? Milla didn’t particularly care to think more on the matter and simply dismissed the thought, “I see then... I dunno about the thing of you being a ‘king’, but all weird jokes aside, I guess it’s... kind of nice to meet you,” she said those words with a wary pout, still carrying on with her “cool person” facade, “You can call me Milla. No nicknames, though. I don’t know you like that...”

[altruismum-moved-deactivated201]

     ‘ U-um… ‘      Cue in a bashful chuckle at the sudden comment of a stranger; a small step back was taken, intent being to distance himself from the female, though it was realized it most likely seemed like a rude action. Words were then spoken in a soft tone, dubiety present towards his own sentence for it was known that that was not the case–

     ‘ I-I’m sorry, but… Do I… know you? ‘

[bxtterflydreamer]

         :: Just the look on his face made her want to grin. She honestly got a kick out of his reaction, giggles and snickers causing her small frame to shake with amusement, “Chill dude~ It was just a joke~” Her kind of joke in particular, but her form of humor was honestly weird to most people.

             “As for if we’ve met... I don’t think so,” Milla shrugged nonchalantly, stuffing her hands in her hoodie pockets as she offered the other a more friendly smile, “But then again, I dunno a lot of people. We might have passed each other before, but honestly, I think I’d remember seein’ you.” After all, she’d remember wanting to pinch the cheeks of a cute face if she saw one.

[bxtterflydreamer]

:: Online

          ooc;; I’m pretty easily distracted today, so I may disappear from time to time. However, I’ll be doing replies and making greeters like I do normally.

[bxtterflydreamer]

"DON'T TOUCH HER!" ( Aiolos )

Send “Don’t touch her/him” to see my muse’s reaction to your muse defending them against a physical threat

          :: She would be lying if she were to say she knew exactly what was going on. One moment, Milla had been walking through the park in her neighborhood and before she knew it, she was standing in the middle of what she assumed was a dense forest.

             Milla had no idea of how she had gotten there, but before she could even process the situation, she had been been approached by a tall, alien looking figure that had claimed that it was going to take her somewhere. Panic stricken, she froze in place, unable to move or even make a sound as her body quivered in fear.

             She wanted to run, but she couldn’t find the strength. She wanted to scream for help, but her voice had completely vanished. Tears welled up in her arms as the stranger–this creature– had reached out to her, about to snatch her and take her god knows where. All she could do was stare in absolute fear. Help… Someone help–!!

                                          “DON’T TOUCH HER!”

             As if in a flash, another one of the alien figures had appeared before her. Just as soon as she was about to be grabbed, the smaller figure that had appeared had knocked the bigger being’s hand away, guarding her from her attacker. It was then that she had let out a yelp, stumbling backward into the trunk of a nearby tree.

             Did this stranger just save her? But why? All she could do was stand helplessly behind her odd savior, listening with great confusion as he had proceeded to speak to the other creature in an attempt to reason with them. Her body continued to shake as her brows knitted together and she finally shouted the question that had been bubbling within her for the passed few minutes.

             “W-What the hell is happening…?!”

[bxtterflydreamer]

Don't touch her!!

Send “Don’t touch her/him” to see my muse’s reaction to your muse defending them against a physical threat

          :: Whoa. This was moving a little too quickly for Milla’s mind to process. Just one moment this gross drunk guy had been flirting with her and her girlfriend, so she decided to bluntly tell him to “fuck off”. It wasn’t until after she had tried to walk away that she realized the mistake in her actions, since moments after, a rough hand grabbed her by the arm threateningly and when she turned, the stranger had his fist raised, as if to punch her.

             His words hadn’t even registered in his mine–something about her being a “bitch” if she was correct–as the fist was thrusted forward, the only thought in her mind being to prepare for the painful impact as she squealed and closed her eyes tightly.

             When the blow she had expected didn’t hit, she shakily peeked an eye open to see what had happened. Her eyes shot open wide as she caught sight of Patricia’s hand gripping the drunken man’s wrist, the older girl shouting some kind of threat at him for being such an “asshole” before she roughly shoved him away, causing him to stumble backward and let go of Milla’s arm.

             Milla was in such a daze from the sudden rescue that she stood there with her jaw agape. She only snapped out of her shock when the older teen grabbed her by the wrist and started darting down the street, attempting to get the two of them to escape the crazed pervert. Still at a loss for words, Milla could only get out the most eloquent response to the situation she could think of through her baffled thoughts.

             “…Holy shit, Patti, when did you turn the cool protective love interest type–?”

[memesforu-blog]

Send “Don’t touch her/him” to see my muse’s reaction to your muse defending them against a physical threat

[bxtterflydreamer]

myyanderehusband

          :: “No offense, but that idea sounds a little... stupid.”

[thank-you-everyone-deactivated2]

*holding clipboard* hm…. *kisses your cheek* interesting… *writes down results on clipboard but the results are a drawing of us holding hands*

[bxtterflydreamer]

wiggles eyebrows @ u I want the k

Send ‘I want the K’ and I’ll generate a number

31. Between shoulder blades

          :: Par the usual, Milla felt no guilt as she tackled her girlfriend from behind, causing to two of them to fall effortless to the floor from the sheer force of her smaller body ramming into her. Triumphantly, she sat on her back, grinning like an idiot as if she had accomplished something great.

             “Gotcha, nerd,” she giggled before leaning down and nuzzling into Patti’s back. She buried her face in the back of her shirt, deciding to tease the other further by pressing a gentle kiss to her shoulder blade, grinning to herself as she did, “Sorry for tacklin’ you like that. I’ve just been bored all day.”

[cittamemes]

Send 'I want the K' and I’ll generate a number:

[astralveins-deactivated20150510]

Crown of head

Forehead

Eyelids

Nose

Lips

Cheek

Jawline

Earlobe

Behind ear

Throat

Collarbone

Shoulder

Armpit

Bicep

Elbow

Inner elbow

Forearm

Wrist

Back of hand

Pulse point

Knuckles

Fingertips

Sternum

Stomach

Navel

Hips

Scars

Freckles

A paper cut

A bruise

Between shoulder blades

Nape of neck

Along the spine

Lower back

Knees

Calves

Ankles

Feet

Soles of feet

Toes

[bxtterflydreamer]

          ooc;; I have some ask memes saved in my drafts. Should I post them? If I do, will some of you send some?