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[carnationwakizashi]

   ❝SO Rin and Len are getting married now,      I don’t know whether to be happy for them      or worried for humanity . . . and all robot kind. ❞

[fxker-blog1]

YEAH I said on my Rin but idk if i said on here but I’m on a hiatus and will come back around the 2nd week of may ! 

I wanna come back to miku so badly but I have to finish my university work ! 

[carnationwakizashi]

syntheticstar:

         ★;  ‘ hm? ah, sure, sure i’ll only be a second more. ’                  she replied absent-mindedly, FOCUSED on the many                  choices she had to pick from. whether he understands                  it or not, choosing was rather hard to do. first, you                  had to decide what type of tea you want, THEN decide                  what flavor. that’s a hard thing to do. finally giving up                  on making a real choice, the teen gave a quick answer.

‘ i’ll have a strawberry milk tea. ’  turning back  to her date, she gave him a smile, ‘ i told you i would only be a moment more. ’ 

                  while waiting for their drinks miku couldn’t help but                   think of how strange this was. her, spending a day                   with yuuma, THE yuuma. after going over enough                   times to visit mizki, she began to notice yuuma                   walking around. she even remembers the first time                   they spoke. 

miku had been running late to meet mizki for their lunch date. as she ran into mizki’s company building, she hit something and fell back onto the pavement. as she dusted herself off she heard a smooth, almost monotone voice speak to her. ‘ are you okay? ’ when she looked up she saw none other than YUUMA holding out his hand for her. 

                   not quite comprehending what was going on, she                     slid her hand into his and was quickly pulled up.                    miku WANTED to thank him. but for some reason                    she couldn’t form the words. this, this never happens                    to her. what was going on. maybe something was                    WRONG with her voicebank? the quiet moment                    seemed to stretch on for what seemed like an eternity.                    after that moment of silences, yuuma was finally                    the one to speak.

‘ well. you’re welcome. ’ after that he walked off. miku stood their for a moment, cheeks warm, not knowing that would be the start of her feelings for the pink haired boy.

                   she thought of how every time she’d go visit mizki                    she’d secretly hope to see yuuma. she’d even                    sneak in a question or two about him to mizki, who                    would answer them without realizing why they were                    asked. every time she saw him she’d smile at him                    and wave, something she’d do for everyone. but,                    was DIFFERENT when she did it for him. 

miku did feel slightly bad for not actually thanking him when he HELPED her up. so she found the courage to finally speak to him and thank him properly. when she finally did thank him and went to leave, he stopped her and asked her if she’d like to get tea with him. she couldn’t help noticed how nervous he seemed, but she knew he wasn’t. someone like yuuma doesn’t get nervous. 

                       and here they were. getting tea together. and while                        it might not seem like much. miku couldn’t be happier.

    ❝AH good choice, I tried it last time I was here;        it’s really sweet. ❞

It was as sweet as strawberry wine topped out with milky-creamy after taste, though bitter by nature the man preferred sweet treats in favour of bitter or sour ones; strawberries & cream tasted better than lemon pie. He already forgot in moments what he ordered, of course it’d be sweet but what was it again? 

Certainly he needed repairs an updated body but to expect a company that WASN’T crypton to efficiently to create as well as repair such advanced bodies; the technology wasn't beyond their grasp, in fact it was all quite possible, androids could hide in plain site not a human to question them or their synthetic skin. But they simply did not have the funds to provide their Vocaloids with NEW functional bodies; mind skips would possibly be his downfall ( or at least come back to haunt him, though he’d never remember ), but he would not pester someone for something they didn’t have.

                “ wanna go outside when they give us our drinks?                     it’s a nice day and all. ”

[caferacersandvans]

Cafe Racers & Vans

[carnationwakizashi]

' Happy Valentines Day Yuuma-san! ' she placed a small bag into the others hands. it was filled with chocolate covered strawberries. ' i know it's a little strange, but hope you like it! '

❝THANKS Meeks they look delicious thank you, I’ll make sure   to give you something sweet again come white day. ❞

[carnationwakizashi]

neuroticsynth:

{      you’re still looking at them, huh? }

He turned to lean back, checking over his shoulder to find the other still rummaging through his trash. As a result the chair Len sat in made the most unfathomable creak, as if it were crying out that it would snap at any given moment. The boy warrant not a care for the things he disposed, even if it were his own scores.

{      if you want, you can have them.      use them for your own stuff.      you don’t have to provide credit, too. }

    ❝OH well I’m really no good at writing music like . . . this, I guess.        they just seem pretty good so I don’t get why you don’t use them.❞

He’s left with no real words an a nervous disposition on features rubbing at neck and twirling pastel pink locks; he’s biting at inner cheek waiting for motherboard or something to process a suitable response that wasn’t complete tripe.

    “ like, can’t you like, take what was good about these pieces, and like...       bash them together to make a really great song? “

[carnationwakizashi]

@syntheticstar

 ❝HEY Meeks could you perhaps hurry up with your choice ? it’s not my    impatience but if that cashier gives me a dirty look any longer my body    might set on fire. ❞

Nevermind the extremely tired and bored features of the cashier, simply trying to do their job oh he had been in their shoes many a time, customers deciding their choice the moment they arrive at the counter. Never having a clear mind set question after question on what’s good and what’s gluten free? 

[carnationwakizashi]

plxnetes:

         [ ☾ ] — ❝ Yes, I simply forgot. You’ll have to forgive me and my forgetfulness in          having to bear such a burden by holding my tiny hand. ❞ His cocky tone only rewards          him with her giving him a smile and raised brow. Although she had been nervous          about even suggesting the idea, he doesn’t really seem to mind. And her feelings          contradict the calm expression she holds. The cold weather is an excellent excuse          for her rather pink cheeks, but they held a little more color than they were suppose to.           She won’t even mention that she had purposely left her gloves on her kitchen table          this morning for this exact situation.           ❝ Although your hands are really warm. I hope mine aren’t that cold. ❞

  ❝ YOU’RE fine tiny princess, your hands are freezing cold but       you’re lucky I’m part heater. ❞

Jesting warrants a small chuckle, there may be some truth in his words the android isn’t sure of it; he could be made of a million different parts with a thousand different functions, his metallic stomach could have been a fridge and hands could have been heaters. He’s an old model in a semi-new body who knows if he’s made of the finest materials or scrap metal. Hands seem to perfectly fit into one another the man gives the girls hand a gentle squeeze taking in the smallness of it, there’s a new shade of rouge on cheeks and a glint in beryl eyes.

[carnationwakizashi]

deiity:

@carnationwakizashi ♥’d for a starter

❛       Yuuma—       ❜

    &&. she STRUTS to approach him , till she     was finally right beside him .

❛       – Have you seen Miku-Chan ? I CAN’T seem to find her for DAYS , I can’t         contact her either , &&. everyone else has NO idea what happened to her .         it’s REALLY worrying , y’know? I was hoping you’d know why.       ❜

     ❝UH . . .  no clue sorry, I haven’t seen Miku-san in a couple o’ months,         any clue where she might have went?❞

From word of mouth alone the man knew she did not wander off with no word, fingers reach to back of neck scratching slightly, he feels like he should hold some sort of sympathy or worry but she could be fine. For once pessimism was just naivete. 

[kagaking-blog]

    “Come ON, just own your love of it. I’m sure the ladies would        LOOOOOVE a big strong man who has a sensitive side.” 

    The cheeky blonde couldn’t help but laugh at his own joke.      Although, it was true. “And you KNOW you love me.”

[carnationwakizashi]

gets up and leaves.

❝BYE no go away I hate you, why do you ruin my life.                       . . .  I know Rin certainly likes it.❞  immediately leaves on that note.

[carnationwakizashi]

kagaking:

    “Yes. BUT. I’m not the one who gets all embarrassed about it.”

❝IT’S embarrassing as hell--to me at least.        Jeez I hate you.❞

[carnationwakizashi]

❝ARE you seriously making fun of me for liking Rikakuma?                          you’re the one who likes all the cutesy feminine stuff.❞

@kagaking

[carnationwakizashi]

So the purpose of this meme is to give a little info on your muses without having to rely on others to fill your ask with meme questions. I know how disappointing it can be to come back to an empty ask so I wanted to create a meme that anyone and everyone can do (mun and muse).

The rules are simple, you do not need to be tagged to fill out the questions, but once you have you must reblog and tag 12 of your followers to spread the love. You can fill it out as many times as your heart desires (we all know muses can change with their character development.)

TAGGED BY — @syntheticstar

1. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE WORD? “Plethora.”

2. WHAT IS YOUR LEAST FAVORITE WORD? “deactivated .”

3. WHAT TURNS YOU ON? “ Sleeping in on cold or rainy days..”

4. WHAT TURNS YOU OFF? “ copious amounts of work.”

5. WHAT SOUND DO YOU LOVE? “Rain on tin roofs.”

6. WHAT SOUND DO YOU HATE? “ High pitched noises.”

7. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE CURSE WORD? “ don’t really have one-- shit I guess.”

8. WHAT PROFESSION OTHER THAN YOURS WOULD YOU LIKE TO ATTEMPT? “I’d like to be a professional photographer.”

9. WHAT PROFESSION WOULD YOU NOT LIKE TO DO? “I guess anything that might leave me too drained?”

10. IF HEAVEN EXISTS, WHAT WOULD YOU LIKE TO HEAR GOD(S) SAY WHEN YOU ARRIVE AT THE PEARLY GATES? “ it’s done, it’s over now. ”

Bonus Questions

1. SOMETHING MOST PEOPLE DON’T KNOW ABOUT YOU? “I really hate travelling in cars or any sort of closed spaces of travel like trains, it makes me feel sick.”

2. SEXUAL PREFERENCE? “ Don’t know, women I guess. ”

3. WHAT POSITION DO YOU SLEEP IN? “normally slumped over.”

4. WHAT IF SOMEONE TOLD YOU…YOU HAD TO LOSE, JUST THIS ONE TIME? “ sure.”

5. GREATEST FEAR? “Being deactivated I guess, or replaced by a newer model, I’m not afraid of death per se I’m just afraid of what happens to me after I turn off forever. Like what happens to my supposed conciousness. “ 

6. IF YOU COULD LEAVE ONE THING TO BE REMEMBERED BY, WHAT WOULD IT BE? “I guess my photos, that’d be pretty nice, they’d last forever afterall.”

7. WHAT’S YOUR MIDDLE NAME? “ don’t have one.”

[carnationwakizashi]

"Can we hold hands? I forgot my gloves." (I want to send most of tHEM)

Affectionate Starters

❝ Forgot huh?. ❞

he gives the space queen a broad smile, flashing pearly whites he hasn’t smiled like this in a long while; maybe it’s bashfulness mixed with happiness, he takes his hand into hers. So much smaller petite then his, they fit together like lock and key and he never wants to take that key out; he rather they stay together and hold hands a little longer. it’s making the cherry hues on his face grow redder and to his ears.

[carnationwakizashi]

I know I literally just followed you but HAP BIRTH

! I DIDNT THINK I’D GET BIRTHDAY WISHES ON MY OTHER BLOGS, THANK U THO UR SO SWEET! <3

[carnationwakizashi]

seems like a lot of people are thirsty for roro

nO BUt after i’m done w/starters on Rin I’ll open some up on Roro too! I just haven’t had much inspo bc I have very few icons.

[carnationwakizashi]

neuroticsynth:

“They’re just sheet music. Nothing to it,” he replied dryly. Though with the strike of his pen another bar filled of notes are crossed out across the sheet before promptly ripping the piece to shreds and crumpling  into balls, tossing them into the bin. The droid continued to speak nothing more on the topic though admittedly a response coming from him at all was rarely expected. Again, all that could be heard were the rough strikes of a pen over top of a raw piece of draft paper, followed by a loud tear resounding the definite aggravation of supposedly a frustrated Kagamine who again failed at meeting a correct chord to string together what score he aims to attain. The next page is again chucked into the bin.

❝I don’t get it, your music seems just fine. It’s all in tune and it sounds pretty.❞

he doesn’t need to sing it to assure himself of the fact, beryl eyes never lied they’ve read music sheets more than a thousand times and this was the making of a good song. Maybe it internal mechanisms too the notes became sounds in his head, it was fine, what was wrong with it? he didn’t understand. 

The process of music was hard gruelling task of a million and one sheets of ` rubbish` symphonies, the snap of pencil led or the eventual end of ink, the millions of eraser bits on tables. He knows of it but hasn’t experienced it, till he can he replies softly with a I don’t understand.