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「  ♔  」 Alright! Official Announcement™ that this blog has now moved to @nakaula! All threads will be dropped (unless you IM me asking to keep it)!

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「  ♔  」 Anyway, here’s the blog.

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「  ♔  」 General heads-up that I’m working on consolidating my multi-muses onto one blog, but this isn’t gonna happen anytime soon (between making new tags, new graphics, editing/re-editing a heck-ton of icons, which is all gonna take awhile). Also, I’m moving in general (physically) sometime in April, so I’ll probably actually use the new blog once I settle down in the new place.

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💔  ❞ loki:

“A lot more.” Sure, neither of them were completely sane, but Nao was on a whole other level. “Yep, sounds like him. I think I showed him that the last time we sparred a few months ago. I didn’t think he’d recognize you.”

💔  ❞ “It’d be fun to see him again. And your other friends. Is the florist your friend now too?” How many friends did Loki have? Zach had only said a few, and Noire had no idea how many a few could possibly be. “We can eat cake again.” A pause. “I could go for some cake now.”

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💔  ❞ loki:

Loki just couldn’t hold back the snort at that. “You mean Zach. I’m glad he’s the one you met and not Nao; that guy’s got a few screws loose.” Hypocrite. “So, what did you think of him? Besides the fact that he clearly thinks too highly of me.”

💔  ❞ “Even more than you do?” she returned with a blank stare; after all, neither of them were exactly normal either. But that wasn’t the point. “He was nice. Polite. He said you showed him a picture of me on your phone, and we got cake.”

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💔  ❞ ???:

[ ⚜ ] ❝ No, I mean…women. ❞

Shin muttered the word as he looked away. That was a little embarrassing but it was always better to just tell the truth right? His fingers instinctively fiddled with the tray in his hand, he felt a little uneasy even though he shouldn’t. Maybe this person was nice, unlike the ones back home.

He frowned a little at her words, knowing there was a misunderstanding. 

        ❝ Its not weird, you look like a cute lady but I’m just not good with being around..girls. The ones I knew back at home were…um, sly and aggressive.❞

💔  ❞ Oh, well, that was different. Noire didn’t think she’d ever met someone afraid of women specifically, but his explanation made sense--to her at least. It probably made more sense than being afraid of cosplayers, although she wasn’t one to judge a person based on their fears; after all, she had her fair share of odd ones as well.

“Okay.” She nodded, apparently having no intent to assure him that she wouldn’t hurt him or anything like that. Instead, she just picked up her drink and sipped at it. “The kitty foam is cute,” she commented. She almost didn’t want to eat it.

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✞  ❞ ???:

❝   if you’re lookin’ for some fresh out of the oven deliciousness , then look no further folks !   ❞

the job wasn’t glamorous , but they needed to make money somehow .  so they decided to take the job of   ‘  flier passer outer  ’  for the new bakery that’d just opened up in town .  at the moment they’re wearing an apron , with a muffin cap on their head , and a permanent blush on their face .  

good thing the humiliation is almost over , as they only have one more flier to hand out , and it looks as if their final victim is approaching   ────   ❝   y’look like someone in need of a nice pie  . .  here .   ❞  they say , reaching out for the others hand , they’ll pull them closer before shoving the flier into their hand , ignoring all the rules of personal space and free will .

✞  ❞ Eli hadn’t been paying attention in the slightest, too absorbed in scrolling through his phone to do much aside from avoid walking into people. So while he heard the person speak to him, he dismissed it, and would have just kept going had they not grabbed him. Finally sliding his phone into his pocket, he glanced down at the flier now in his hand before looking at the one who gave it to him.

Weren’t there rules against doing that? Ah, but it seemed to be their last flier, so maybe they just wanted to get rid of it and be done. Eli couldn’t blame them for that ( even though he’d never had to experience of a part-time job ). He did, however, have an important question. “Does the shop have cherry pies? This is life-or-death.” If they did, he’d get one for Noire.

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🐦  ❞ seth:

Seth watched as Ryoko toyed with and unzipped his jacket, his cheeks still pink, but otherwise he was rather relaxed. “Sounds like the cons outweigh the pros. With that in mind, I guess I won’t be having a heart attack anytime soon.” His other hand moved to play with a bit of Ryoko’s hair. “Plus, I’d worry a lot of people if I had a heart attack. It’s not worth it in the end.”

🐦  ❞ Ryoko hummed. “Yes, that’s probably for the best. It’d be a shame if something bad happened to you.” Especially since if he had a heart attack out there in the woods, she might not be able to keep him alive until professional help came; she didn’t exactly carry around a defibrillator. Her hand moved from his chest back to his cheek. “Did you know that shooting stars aren’t as rare as people make them out to be? If you actually pay attention to the sky, you can see two or three of them a night.”

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🐦  ❞ seth:

“Nope. You’d be the first, milady.” He snickered a bit, one hand moving to rest on Ryoko’s hip. Honestly, Ryoko was probably the only person who’d seen him flustered like this. “If I do, will you resuscitate me? Give me the Kiss of Life~?” As flustered as Ryoko made him, he would always make jokes.

🐦  ❞ “I might,” she responded, offhanded as her hand trailed from his cheek down to his chest and fiddled with the zipper of his jacket. “CPR involves chest compressions too, not just the kiss of life. The media doesn’t portray it right, but if you don’t break ribs when doing chest compressions, you’re not pressing hard enough.” Of course, she was saying this while she slowly unzipped his jacket. “Do you still want to have a heart attack?”

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🐦  ❞ seth:

He smiled as well when he felt those fingers on his face, and when they parted, he rested his forehead on Ryoko’s. “You’re stunning…” He didn’t care which statement she was contradicting; just being like this made his heart beat so much faster. “I won’t. Being like this with you feels like a dream come true.”

🐦  ❞ “Has anyone informed you that you fluster easily?” Ryoko could feel his pulse from where her pinky finger came to rest just under his jaw, and her thumb idly stroked his cheek. “I half-expect you to have a heart attack whenever we’re close to each other.” An exaggeration, but barely. She hadn’t forgotten that he’d blushed when she gave him chocolate.

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🐦  ❞ @fxrsakenhearts

🐦  ❞ Ryoko reached up to gently trace her fingertips along his jawline, smiling into the kiss and pulling back after a moment. “That’s not true, you know.” Was she contradicting his first statement or his second? “I enjoy being with you like this. Don’t forget that.”

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♔  ❞ Fun fact: Ryoko falls asleep covered in books.

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「  ♔  」 General heads-up that I’m working on consolidating my multi-muses onto one blog, but this isn’t gonna happen anytime soon (between making new tags, new graphics, editing/re-editing a heck-ton of icons, which is all gonna take awhile). Also, I’m moving in general (physically) sometime in April, so I’ll probably actually use the new blog once I settle down in the new place.

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🐦  ❞ It’s such a weird thought that because her mother had an affair with her uncle, her older brother is also her cousin.

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♔  ❞ Like this for a starter!

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🐦  ❞ seth:

“There’s a bakery a little ways away from here that has some, and it’s within walking distance~.” Keeping hold of Ryoko’s hand, he brought the back of it to his lips to kiss, before twining their fingers together. “Shall we?”

🐦  ❞ “That works for me.” Ryoko knew the place he was talking about, and so she began leading the way to it; after all, she made a habit of scoping out any local bakeries. “Is key lime pie your favourite dessert?” She needed to know for science.