&& ennui

(n.)a feeling of listlessness && and dissatisfaction arising from a lack of occupation or excitement. non-selective // let's be friends

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hey buds, like if you want a starter of short to medium length

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rinabow:

の☆ → Still not recognizing it was cat, her arms   remained wrapped around the other female,   screeching like someone was being murdered,   “but we are going to get killed by the scary tanuki   that is secretly a clown that is secretly an   intergalactic space spider, trying to kill us all with   our fears! Lemme protect you!!” Someone has   watched too many scary clown movies.

“Rina! Ugh!” She tried to tug herself free of the older girl’s grip. “You’re seriously paranoid, y’know! It’s just a lousy cat!”

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my first post in like a week and it’s ooc...

tagged by @rensake. tagging... anyone. :p

one ( name / alias ).  Len (this is my middle name.) two ( birthday ). Oct 10 three ( zodiac sign ).  Libra  four ( height ).  5′3 five ( time ). 10:29 (PST) six ( sleep ).  why yes, thanks for asking. seven ( favourite books ).  the martian, the great gatsby, i don’t...? even remember any books why does this always happen eight ( favourite artists ). metric, mother mother, cage the elephant, vampire weekend, lots of other stuff. right now im listening to frank ocean nine ( last movie watched ). the SpongeBob Squarepants movie. ten ( college ). I’m a sophomore! don’t make me think about it yet. eleven ( dream job ).  i dont... know...? twelve ( the meaning behind your url ). well... it’s just “ennui”, but that was taken so i added an extra “n”.

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angelforhire:

“Well, since I died at the age of twenty one, I look fairly young– but I actually died almost two hundred years ago, so at that point in time I would have been… one hundred and ninety six years old, so you’re not wrong. I’m pretty old by human standards.”

“Oh...” He gave her an incredulous look. That wasn’t what he was expecting to hear at all. Unsure of what to say, Daijiro responded, “Well, you’re never too old for video games.”

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angelforhire:

“Let’s just say I was a bit old for it when it came out.” after all, she was almost two hundred when the damn game was invented. A much different age than the children that it was marketed for. “I suppose that’s an interesting concept for a game though, I can see why it’s become so popular.” Adalaide frowned just a bit at the statement on plurality, “And really? So it’s kind of like ‘deer’ then? The plural of ‘deer’ is just ‘deer’?”

“Yeah... it’s kind of like that.” He nodded. “But the first game came out in 1996, so, you must be...” Daijiro tried to do calculations on his fingers. “...pretty old. I mean!” He stiffened. “No offense or anything.”

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some trivia about DAIJIRO.  inquiring minds want to know.

Favorite Foods: Strawberry short cake, strawberries, spicy curry, absolutely anything spicy whatsoever, Liona’s parents’ food, falafel Least Favorite Foods: (Mild) shrimp chips, lemons, white chocolate Favorite Color: Purple

- Daijiro is extremely flammable. Do not expose him to flame. - He developed a taste for Mediterranean food while living in New York*. - He is terrified of heights, dogs, asphyxiation, tight spaces, loved ones dying, germs, getting sick, and large knives. He’s also very scared to fly. He hates airplanes. - Animals are one of the many things Daijiro dislikes. However, he is partial to certain less domesticated animals, and he likes to go to the zoo or aquarium. - He is terrible at science and worse at math. He usually copies Liona’s math homework. Generally speaking, this means they both get the wrong answers. - He can raise one eyebrow. Liona cannot. She resents this fact. - He sleeps with a stuffed bear. He has a lot of other plush toys and Beanie Babies. - He plays League for fun, but Liona is the one who’s good at it.

*i’m working on a verses page !

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rinabow:

の☆ → Weirdo?! In a cold sweat, Rina physically   felt her skin twitch and knot itself into goose-   bumps; unraveling, she dashed to the other and   practically threw her sweaty, icky person at her,   “hold on —  I shall protect you from the scary   tanuki!” 

As soon as Rina leapt to the rescue, the cat was startled away by the sudden movement. It bolted, hiding itself under the cover of a bush.

“...”

She gave the other a deadpan look. She wanted to blame her for startling off the cat... but Liona had kind of been the one who yelled in terror.

“Let’s catch it.”

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hellooo i’m back my school started up again and i have rehearsals this week from 3:30 to 6 but i’m going to do my best to reply

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angelforhire:

“Will someone please explain to me what ‘pokémans’ is?”

“You’ve never played Pokémon before?” Daijiro frowned deeply. 

“Well... it’s a cartoon about these creatures called Pokémon, and they live in the Pokémon world, where some people are Pokémon trainers, who are sort of like animal trainers, I guess. They make friends with the Pokémon, and they fight alongside their trainers, because they love them. Also, it’s a video game, and a trading card game, and there’s collectible dolls.”

He doesn’t mention how many of the collectible dolls he owns.

“Also, the plural of Pokémon is just Pokémon.”

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rinabow:

の☆ →Rather intrigued by the individual, she took   a special interest in her appearance; it was   certainly a mere  b o l d  statement for her hair to   be dyed an unnatural color. With a grin slyly   stretching from cheek to cheek, the female made   her bet that the other once had all of the colors of   the rainbow in one period of time. Noticing she   was not the only one who took a good look at the   flamboyantly dull stranger, it can be said this   male knows how to draw a crowd or could be that   one friend you mistake him as. Anyways –almost   black? Slowly, but surely, she already took a liking   to the dame before her as the conversation con-   tinued to progress. “I’m a pet groomer; animals   are practically my life.” Rina’s voice churned into    a melodic tone over living to help animals in any    way possible. “How about you? Ya’ work any-   where… I don’t believe I caught your name?”

“Oh, no.” She shook her head. “It’s Liona. But no. I don’t have a job.”

She blew on her coffee, pushing the hair back from her face. She’d had this same discussion with her parents before. Why don’t you have a job already? In all honesty, she wasn’t eager to rehash it, so she decided to change the subject.

“I love animals,” Liona offered. “I wish I could get a cat. but my mom’s allergic.”

Besides that, she wasn’t sure if animals were really allowed in their apartment building. Daijiro didn’t have a cat, either (not that he would; he hated animals), so she wasn’t sure about the rule.

[buuutchhh]

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shyalabeef:

Old Town, Portland

October 17, 2015

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and now, for something completely different:

Emiko has been added to my muses page! I’m going to sort of feel out writing them on here for a while. But anyway. interact with frankie please they are so cool

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- rensake

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rensake:

Ren usually didn’t venture far from her home. Always staying within a bicycle ride distance despite walking most places. But today she strayed further, having packed money for a ride home if needed. Upon entering the store she slowly adjusted her jacket and looked around.

Hearing a voice she’d turn and listen. “Mm? Ah, no nothing in particular. I just love looking at them all. Are you?” She smiled softly. He was nice. She wasn’t particularly mean to strangers. Only if they gave her a sour feeling in her gut. And this particular boy, gave her no such sensation.

While waiting for an answer she let her gaze lift up to the discs higher up. Some of them shone in transparent cases and her eyes wandered the faint lines that resided on the discs. “It feels calmer here… Weird huh? With all the commotion outside.”

“I know what you mean,” he said with a slight smile. “This is kind of where I come to relax.”

Daijiro examined the other now, following her bright green gaze up and down the aisles. 

“If you’re just browsing, you should check this out.” He handed her a CD. Noise rock probably wasn’t a great thing to hand to someone who had just come in off the street, but she looked like someone with good taste.

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rinabow:

の☆ → Oh, hell no, this did not help one bit; if   anything, this knowledge made it physically   impossible to stop shaking like vibrating tooth-   brush. Why does she have to submit to such   childish stories!? What is she talking about?   Rina believes it. “HEY — Then you go outside   and check!” She was ready to swat the other   female with the broom and leave her out there   with the clowns.

“Fine, weirdo. I was just joking.” 

Liona snatched the broom back from her, trying to get into her shoes without the use of her hands. For a moment, she struggled, then slowly, cautiously opened the door.

“Gah! It’s a tanuki!”

Of course, it wasn’t. Actually, it’s just a cat.

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- rensake

There was no place Daijiro felt more at ease than at a record store, surrounded by an ocean of music, bathed in the smells of old vinyl and the feeling that some things were still good in the world.

Today, he wasn’t there for anything in particular. He stopped by just to browse so often that most of the store employees knew him by name. He thumbed through punk CDs with no particular purpose, barely noticing when someone else came in. Leather jacket. They looked like they probably belonged here.

After a moment more of rifling, he turned. “Are you looking for anything?” If she was, he could probably help her find it.

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ghosttboyy:

“I kind of like Halloween, I guess.”

He smirked lightly, feeling amused by the other.

“Yeah agreed. It’s damn annoying.

Halloween is nice, yeah. Way more fun than Christmas, I guess.”

“Yep. And now New Year’s is upon us, and I have to spend the whole fuckin’ day at my dad’s house.” 

He sighed. It felt weird, sharing something like that with a relative stranger. But this kid wasn’t bad.

“...So anyway, holidays are just a pain in the ass.”

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rinabow:

の☆ → “What if it’s a  c l o w n?!”

“Oh, of course.” Liona feigned thoughtfulness. “That reminds me of all the other times I heard a noise outside and it turned out to be a lost clown.”

She handed the other girl a broom.