Your name: Kurosaki Karin (@obsidiennes)
Romantic or platonic?: Romantic, but no pressure.
A night in or dinner out or an activity?: An activity! We can hang out or eat anytime, but doing something fun together sounds great.
Ice cream or chocolate covered strawberries?: Uh... ice cream for sure.
What's your perfect date?: I like the idea of a memorable time together that we're still talking about or referencing years later, like the start of our personal mythos. That sounds special.
Would you cook for me?: ... I only know a few things that aren't pre-made or ready-made, but if you want?
Would you let me cook for you?: Sure!
Can we make-out?: Uh, yeah?
Make out in private or in public?: Private. I'm not into being super showy in public.
Do you like to cuddle?: Yes.
Blankets or no blankets for cuddling?: Are we planning to fall asleep like that or not? If so, yeah.
Couch or bed?: For cuddling? Couch.
What are at least 3 hobbies of yours?: Playing video games, sports (especially football—"soccer"), reading, writing, watching movies.
Tell me something about you no else knows: I had crushes on Sango from Inuyasha and Paine from Final Fantasy X-2 when I was younger.
Why do you want to be my Valentine?: I can tell that you're a good person who'd like some company, you like mine, and that counts for a lot with me!
What makes you a good Valentine?: I am heckin' cute and know I make you feel at ease.
Valentines Application | Accepting!
W-Wait, KUROSAKI?! Ichigo's SISTER?!
A number of thoughts raced through her mind as she found herself staring at the top of the application. First and foremost, that last name had her briefly feel a hot burn of embarassment as she ...recalled her little crush on Kurosaki back in the day. Frickin FUCK, how damn long ago had that been? But also why was a CHICK sending her one of these?!
Was there a vibe she gave off? Well, not that this was a problem. She ...ahem... liked all things cute. Guy or Gal. But still, she hadn't actually...HAD a female admirerer before. ....Had she? She was briefly distracted before she reminded herself of what she'd been doing. R-right the application.
She read it a few times over, taking a bit of time to ....digest it as she found herself a bit ....surprised. This wasn't even platonic, it was straight up a romance application?
Was this ... like a prank?
No, that insecurity was squashed quickly enough. The couple interactions she'd had with the girl assured her that she wasn't a prankster. Well, not of THIS kind of Prank. No this was.... Genuine?
But ...why? Her eyes affixed to the reasoning section for a moment and she felt... a pang in her chest as she found her grip on the table firming slightly as she felt the sting of her own memory working against her.
A ....nice person. Was that hat she really was?
No it's.... not like Ichigo even knew. Why would Karin? So few people actually knew the kind of girl she was. And there was a brief moment of fear as she ....pondered. Was .... this okay?
Ichigo had done so much for her. For ....all of them. For Ginjo. Seeing a look on their leader's face that had seemed gone forever even in his dying moments. Seeing that ... horrible pain and hate finally die away, and not just because Tsukishima had willed it so.
She stopped herself from thinkint much more about it. Don't get all frazzled, dammit. It's just a Valentines date. It's not like the girl was asking to marry her. A soft, steady sigh escaped her as she ...calmed herself.
One way or another, Karin would...find out what kind of person she was. Maybe that was a timer she'd just have to deal with. In the meantime...the girl....WAS Nice. Not to mention pretty. Cute even, she had that same sort of .... oblivious confidence that her bother had. The kind of face they could make, was something she envied.
In the meantime, it could be nice. And the girl WAS interested in her.
Pushing aside her insecurities, she pulled out her teddy bear pen.
'Kurosaki Karin. Your Application has been deemed Acceptable. Attached is my contact information so we can decide on a time and place for the date.
Your Valentine,
Riruka.'
