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There is a small announcement I have to make: I’m moving blogs, this will now be an archive and I’ll remake - probably between today and tomorrow. I’ll leave a link here later, for those who’d like to follow me again ( it’ll be the same url anyway ) — or you could like this post and I’ll follow you when its ready.

Thanks for your understanding, have a nice day!

Done! You can find me at extravachance, I’ll move the on-going threads there too - if my current writing partners would still like it. Bye-bye!

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--- b lease pat!!! thank you!!!

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Sol holds up a plush rabbit as a gift for her friend. "Happy Bunny Day!"

‘   For me?!   ’ An exclamation, tone failing to conceal his sheer surprise and enthusiasm; this is — this is one of the cutest plush toys he has seen, even better, given by a dear friend. ‘   Thank you sooo much, Sol! I love it!   ’ Having that said, arms welcome the gift, wrapping them around as if it was the most precious thing he has received, ( and it probably is. )

      After all, albeit - unmanly and a bit “uncool”, he has a soft spot for those.

‘   Mmmm, I’ll give it a name, how about Kasumi? Or Momo?    ’ Starry eyes look at the other, waiting for a positive response or if she has a different opinion, a suggestion. ‘   Hehe, again, thank you! …I’m so happy!    ’ He’ll have to think of how to pay her kindness, though. It will take a while, sure, but will occur in due time.

[sheholdsyoucaptivated]

*drowns myself in romanticized idealizations*

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little blonde leans in real close , rosy doe eyes wide with fascination ! "your hair is so pretty~" ❤

The smile he offers grows wider, delighted by the other’s compliment, but more than anything for its apparent sincerity. His ego has been revived and lifted. Flattered and restless, feet hop lightly — then, he speaks, tone giddy and grateful. What a nice stranger, truly, this made his day!  ‘   Thank you so much, like, a whole lot, you are so kind!   ’ 

Hesitating for a few seconds, he glances again at the blond, ever cheery, ‘   If you want, you could touch it. I’ve been trying a new shampoo, so - it’s healthier and softer than before.   ’ That, or he’s asking for free head pats, which is likely.

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What about Xu Youxi?

Send “What about” and a person and my muse will say their honest feelings/thoughts about them.

@xuyouxi

— Yuki was one of the few who managed to see through me, through my facade and lies, that there was a different person beneath all those fake smiles… Heh, I suppose, since neither of us had the courage to talk about their emotions without trying to diffuse them, existed a certain kind of understanding in this regard. Which is what I desired the most, the proof that I could trust her and wished she’d trust me back.

— Months ago, when she used to be around, it made me the happiest I’ve ever been because I didn’t have to pretend with her. At first, I had no clue why she wanted to be with me, considering our introduction consisted in — searching for my lost dice. Even more strange as - she fell for me before these feelings were reciprocated, and it was her, again, who tried and succeed in making me fall for her. 

— A woman with the patience of a saint, as it took two years for it to happen, given I’m not one to fall in love easily, at least not anymore.

— I miss her… and while I’ve said I’m fine with being alone, there will be always a part of me yearning and waiting for her return. Hence, I have no intention of finding anybody else, I told her - she was like the “Lady Fortune” I often reference. An endearing, intelligent, perceptive, and strong woman whom, if I’m honest, I’m aware I didn’t deserve. She has a special place in my heart, in spite if she is far away. I hope she’s safe and happy… 

[glazecake]

estherpeck on ig

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withouttemptation;

@extravachance

“Ghnnn.” 

What happened?

He was face down in the dust of the street, fresh aches and pains the only immediate evidence of what transpired to lead up to the moment. Not that it explained very much, only that he had had a rough time of it.

If there was humor to be found in the situation, his brain could not comprehend it, senses fuzzy and deluded. He might have been knocked out briefly, where images of — well, none wanted to take a closer look at the thoughts in his head. Even he didn’t want to know what lurked just out of sight, lightly grazing the surface of consciousness. Just to remind him that they were there, ready to invade when the going got tough. He could not remember when the figure at his side showed up, only that there was suddenly someone there…. hovering near to where he haphazardly landed.

He coughed, inhaling dust and debris, quite disagreeable with what his lungs were willing to accept. His shoulder was killing him, his arm numb, blood dribbling down his chin. From what source, he couldn’t tell. It didn’t much matter, not at the moment.

He cracked open his eyes, in no serious rush to push himself upright.

“…. oh, I’m fine.” He said, whether or not it was asked. “I just… I just need to lay down a moment.” Right in the middle of the path, no big deal or nothing.

Down the path to Sawayama Castle, his eyes spot a silhouette, the one of a man who has fallen to the ground, in the distance. It's not an event he would ignore as it's not feasible that is somebody from an enemy army, definitely a matter of concern and he won't waste time in rushing toward the scene. Speed is on his side anyway, he’ll arrive in seconds.

( While, perhaps, not the aide with most expertise around - it seems there is not another soul at sight to do it in his place. )

Ah, there is the person! Red hair, wounded, an unfamiliar face who, if his instincts are right, unaffiliated to the on-going conflicts here; safe to bring with him and treat those injuries. Leaning closer, his hand gives a light tap at the top of the other's head, hoping to wake him up for a brief moment. Fortunately, a successful attempt.

A stare of disbelief is his first reaction at the false words of reassurance, followed by a sigh, ‘   Yeah, sure thing, buddy...   ’ He’s not buying it, sorry.

‘   --- Now talking in serious, can you walk? Say anything you want but I cannot leave you here in this state. This dusty road ain’t a good bed for a nap.   ’ Query to decide how to carry the stranger, at least to not worsen such awful condition. There are a few options, like - on his shoulder or on his back, however, he’d prefer to be certain.

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the-childlike-ghost;

“Play pranks?” The ghost perks up a bit more from that idea. It’s been a while since she messed around with the public. If it’s with Sakon, she knows this is going to be extremely fun. “Yes! I like that idea, I like it a lot!”

‘   Yep, pranks! We are pretty good at this, nobody will see ‘em coming!    ’ It’s simple, harmless fun, after all. It’s been a long time, they need change pace, excitement, to break their routine. Laugh comes forth in response to her upbeat demeanour, once again fist-bumping the air,  ‘   Let’s go then, fun things await!   ’

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jyxshi;

            ＴＨＡＴ ＲＥＡＬＬＹ ＤＩＤ ＳＯＵＮＤ ＬＩＫＥ ＦＵＮ!!

 “ Cooking!! I watch cooking shows sometimes!! I don’t know how to do that though….I can only make Flan! S’the only thing i’m good at when it comes to cooking, I was told! “ 

          Usually he was banned from the kitchen if he was trying to cook anything. He had a cooking show once- He got bored of it though so that’s why he didn’t actually care if he could cook well or not. Then the matter of parkour was explained and Jyushimatsu’s eyes shined at such an explanation.  He wanted to do it! He wanted to try it! Yet he was still a little bit wet so maybe he should care about his clothes first before anything.

“ That sounds super duper double play fun!! “ he spoke as he waddled inside leaving his soaked flip flops by the door and stepping into the home ( Sorry for the intrusion! ). It wasn’t that messy, Jyushimatsu thought as he waddled inside to look for the bathroom. He didn’t want to make the others roam wet with his clothes. 

“ Thank you very much!! I’ll use the bathroom! “ The yellow clad might use colors to differentiate between his brothers, but he wasn’t with his brothers right now. He was with a new friend! So it was okay. The moment he got to the bathroom, Jyushimatsu started to take off his clothes, glancing down at his swim trunks…They were meant for water so they dried quickly than expected. He didn’t need to take them off now.

          After his sweater came off he reached for it to hover over the sink as he twists the fabric to let out whatever amount of water was still soaked into it. Wow, this apartment was pretty nice!

‘   I watch these shows too! Except that, hehe, well, I cannot cook anything without turn it a black pitch thingy… I’d try your flans, though, they sound tasty~!   ’ Let him into a kitchen is asking for a catastrophe, no clean spot shall be spared, nothing edible will be on sight, that’s why he’d rather buy his food at the convenience store than eat his own failed attempts at getting a homemade meal.

Once the topic shifts, he nods, smiling jolly, it’s great to hear the other is interested; if that’s so, then they could do it together someday.  ‘   I could teach ya - if you wanna, I’m sure you’ll master it with no effort!   ’

Inside the apartment, and after indicating where are located each room, he responds,  ‘   Alright!! Take your time, Jyushi-san! There’s no rush!    ’ Whilst his guest is changing clothes, he prepares hot cocoa, a drink to warm him up, since he can safely assume the water was cold and it might come in handy. The mug will be left on the coffee table, meanwhile, he’ll sit on the sofa, holding a juice glass, waiting.

Although, a strange and sudden experience, he has gotten the opportunity to meet a potential new good friend — overall, a stroke of luck! Nice, nice!

‘   By the way, if you need any help, don’t doubt in ask, okay?   ’ An offer given for two reasons; the first, out of a genuine desire to provide assistance - the second, because he’s a tad bit bored of staying quiet and would like to move around. However, go and take a peek is a horrible option, manga has taught him what would be its result.

‘   Uh, also - I prepared cocoa for ya! Just in case!   ’ An important detail to mention, he hopes for the yellow-clad fellow to enjoy it.

[jennakay]

I want someone to look at me the way I look at chocolate cake 

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the-childlike-ghost;

“Alright!” The ghost jumps in the air in excitement. She then stayed in the air before floating her way over to Sakon.

“Hold my hand and try to follow me. I want you to try and float upwards with me. We’ll go slow so you don’t need to stress yourself to keep up,” she smiled before lightly taking his hand and leading him up high into the sky.

‘   Mm, let’s do it! Now---     ’ Listening with utmost care to her instructions, he does as told, grasping her hand, moving upwards at a slow pace and trying to not get nervous. Inch by inch, little by little, he reaches higher alongside his friend, seeming more confident thanks to her help. ‘   Woah, the ground looks smaller! I'd have never imagined it’d be like this.   ’

His apprehension hasn’t dissolved completely, though; still, it won't be an impediment to their future plans. Likewise, he has a question for her, out of mere curiosity, as usual. ‘   Anyway, I’ve been thinking - if you can float to such altitude, have you ever gotten to touch a cloud?   ’

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faultyspirit;

cont. w/ @extravachance

The guy was persistent and willing, he’d give him that much. Hiro glanced at the compass and couldn’t help a small chuckle, it wasn’t working so well and he could tell, but if the other was so sure, who was he to stop him? “Join you?” He thought, it wouldn’t really look that good on him if the other got lost, and he had nothing better to do. 

“Sure, I’ll join, I could probably help out better then your ‘compass’” He smiled and shook his hand “Akihiro Yowai, I just go by Hiro, I basically run this forest” He gloated his ego a bit, he wasn’t entirely wrong, it was his job to guide others, but he was stretching it a bit “nice to meet you Shima”

‘   Yeah, it’d be really cool!   ’ He almost bounces on his feet, eager to have a companion, a partner while venturing into the woods --- and the positive response to his invitation brightens his face even more. Grinning, he shakes hands, impressed by the other’s claim of being in charge of a place like this one, it must be a big responsibility, as well.

‘   Pleased to meet you too, Hiro-san! Also, thank you for coming with me! This is an honour, exploring with the, uhm, manager of the forest.   ’ Which must mean, the guy knows their surroundings through and through and follow his advice is the right option. Nevermind, how he ignored the first, about not coming here in the late afternoon. 

‘   Shall we go? I think there’s a lot to see and discover, mostly plants - but that’s always a good thing to look forward!   ’ It's the moment to begin this journey, before it gets darker.

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conflagrationsstyle;

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   "Skin, hair, voices. Aaall of the above,“ at least he doesn’t take to the news poorly. She doesn’t want to comment immediately on the outcomes of the Sengoku Period, how they’re supposed to come out. War history was not for faint of heart, and reuniting and discussing… well, business wouldn’t do much to improve or keep up the good mood she’d been put in by Sakon’s energy. “They were interesting to say the least, or… the one I met was. And yeah, honest. Any food is good food right now, if I’m honest, but having well-cooked and sweet treats aren’t bad bonuses,” she even playfully elbows Sakon with a smile and a wink to further put the matter to rest.       “Oh, I wouldn’t know about casinos. I don’t gamble much at all, it isn’t quite my thing. There’s not a lot of risk in my life,” a few emotional instabilities go unvoiced, “and I don’t really play with my money that much either.” But of course he’d want to know, it was his hobby after all. “Sorry to say I don’t have much to tell you about gambling dens and casinos, sweetheart.” She can’t help but wonder if there were simply a few card tables she'd missed or something.

   "After all, my luck isn't the best. I count myself rather unlucky if we’re being honest here.“ Blazes thoughts gravitate back to the topic of the Sengoku Period and she allows her smile to fade back into warmth again while she starts on a stick of dango. It’s a lie, she doesn’t quite feel so comforted by the fact that what happens here doesn’t work out in Sakon’s favor or Mitsunari’s, but it doesn’t work out for Ieyasu either, and maybe the gambler would take some solace in that… maybe not. She solidifies her decision to not bring it back up, now that the subject has already tumbled far enough away.       "I don’t like games of luck anyway, I prefer strategy than anything. Anything that runs on luck of odds is something I definitely try to keep my nose out of.”

‘   Oh, I see! That’s different from the idea I got at first, and if that’s so, the future must be really advanced. It’s still baffling, though.   ’ It’s not terrifying, or anything, not when he can’t fully imagine them - despite Blaze’s description of how those “mechanical humans” look like. Nonetheless, the grim panorama lived in that era does manage to unsettle him, and in a way, sadden him knowing history will repeat itself.  

Her jest sways his attention from the topic, earning a giggle, successfully moving on to matters of lighter nature. ‘   Well-cooked meals and sweet treats are always fantastic rewards, or bonuses, as you say! After all, a full stomach makes a heart happy, or that’s what I remember of how that phrase goes.    ’ As they walk, he keeps chattering with her. It’s a shame she isn’t into these games, as he wished to play with her sometime. 

‘   It’s not necessarily just for risks, most people I’m acquainted with, visit it to unwind and have some fun. As for myself, I may not appear over there as often as I did, mostly because I promised my lord to quit the habits he considered bad.   ’ A chuckle follows, smiling with joviality,  ‘   Either way, don’t worry, it’s okay if you don’t know.   ’ No harm’s done, although, the next comment leaves him wondering for an instant.

‘   Are you? Hmm, Lady Fortune needs to give you lots of luck, if that’s the case!! I think you deserve that!   ’ A huff comes from him, before nibbling his snack; his words carry certainty, even if his faith in an entity as fickle as probably non-existent is misplaced.  ‘   If I could, I’d give you my luck, it does work on occasion!   ’ Another bite, munching it as he returns to his mellow demeanour again,  ‘   Strategy is pretty great too, but it’s not easy --- it requires careful planning, not my forte. Wait, could you be better than Mr Gyobu?!     ’ 

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reginae-noctis;

●▬▬๑۩۩๑▬▬● Like him, Ai also preferred to be doing something else instead of studying. However, study is the master key to PROSPERITY. She had plans for her future after high school, a dream she expected to accomplish. Already he seemed to have no specific route, floating in the breeze without thinking explicitly about the future. Honestly, the moraine was worried about him & his lack of ambition. Discreetly the immortal looked at him from the corner of her eye. Finally, he was getting through the seemingly TYRANNICAL exercises. A modest smile appeared upon her lips as she recognized that her cooperation had been precious. He was managing to surmount his own dilemmas. ❝Ganbatte ne, Sakon-san. ❞ Thought, turning to concentrate her attention on the complex scientific text. A little more & everything would be properly completed…

❝Oh, are you done? ❞ She inspected, feeling her tender palm over her fragile shoulder. Sakon had finished faster than she was expecting. What might or might not be a bad omen. ❝Let’s see. ❞ Declared, pulling his notebook to herself & analyzing the answers promptly. Her hues augmented subtly. ❝Excellent! You only missed three queries and in fact, they aren’t entirely incorrect. ❞ She was obviously satisfied with his performance. ❝I’m certain you’re prepared for the test. I feel you’ll get a favorable result. ❞ The belle was genuinely happy for him. Sakon finally defeated the math fiend, comprehending the matter he had to know for the exam. Effort & dedication are the precious recipes to accomplish our objectives. Without hard work nothing is conceivable. ❝Now we can relax. ❞ Articulated with an exhale of relief, getting up & lying on his bed as if it were hers. The moraine was also drained of learning. ❝I’m truly proud of you, Sakon-san. ❞ Pride is the appropriate term to illustrate her feeling.

Unlike hers, in comparison, his dream is rather small and does not require him to reach higher education. He, of course, won’t mention it, in case she ends up disappointed in him for such lackadaisical disposition. “Take it easy, live in the present” are beliefs somebody like him clings to enjoy and overcome whatever fortune may have in store for him. 

Besides, Universities are expensive --- not a thing he can afford with his current income.

‘   Thanks!! Your cheering has just boosted up my energy to a one hundred percent!   ’ Raising his fist, hoping to show his fighting spirit, he then begins his battle. Once finished, he laughs, looking at her, expectant, to know the results. Joy becomes even more apparent in his expression at the praise; he did it, haha, he slayed those math exercises and their vile numbers! ‘   Hooray! Mm~ This must mean you are a gifted teacher too, isn’t it?   ’

For a brief instant, he shall motion his arms during a semi-dance of victory,  as silly and awkward as it might be. ‘   Rest is a nice reward after thinking so much, phew---   ’  

Soon, he lets himself lie on the bed, face down and obviously exhausted. ‘   What a tough challenge... It felt like a marathon of five hours! Hey, Ai-san, if you wanna, I can bring cookies and a drink for ya since everything is over.   ’ The offer is, unsurprisingly, because he’s starving and would love an afternoon snack. It is, as well, to celebrate - sort of.

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awadatsu;

☆┊Well… If food was involved, it was almost a certain guarantee that it was going to go missing in half a second with Nagisa around. Of course, he enjoyed every bite he took, even if it didn’t last long for him to finish and left him with any empty sensation as his mouth craved for more. However, that’s where Sakon came in… And knowing that it was terribly difficult to ignore such big cherry hues, his friend certainly would have to give in and at least have him one little bite… Obviously, success was given as he other finally agreed, causing a sudden small cheer to leave Nagisa’s lips as he was already leaning in. ❝ Thank you !! ❞

CHOMP !!

That was clearly more than just a LITTLE bite… If anything, he had cleared off most of the hot dog… He really was a gluttonous person… 

      --- FIRST OF ALL... WHAT DID JUST HAPPEN? HOW?!

In one single bite, shockingly so, the hot dog almost disappeared whole. Not even himself, also an unrepentant glutton, would swallow that much in - three seconds at best, maybe less; truth to be told, he doesn’t know and is too afraid to ask. Oh... bye, bye food ( or most of it ) --- sent off to a tragic demise, sacrificed to the mighty devourer of tastiness. He’ll guzzle the rest, though, to avoid giving the other visual temptation.

‘   Woah, I’m impressed!! You are the quickest eater I’ve ever met, Hazuki-kun...! Were you really that hungry?   ’ Whilst sincere, the real question here is if Nagisa’s stomach still has room for another round, therefore, it’s curiosity what drives his next offer. ‘   Uhm, anyway, if ya aren’t full yet, we can buy more, do you like the idea?  ’

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cedarbark;

OH, GENIUS!  “ Thanks! “  Nevermind it being cold, there wasn’t anything water couldn’t do. Depression and zits and wilted crops and concussions beware! He’s already risen from his cradle and graciously accepts the bottle with one hand, unscrewing the cap with the other, guzzling it all down in no time. This is how he was supposed to apply it, right?

“ I’ll pay ya back for curin’ me. “  A forceful toss of the near-emptied bottle to the side (litter was bad but he’d pick it up later,) and his leg lifts in an awkward karate stance.  “ With m’fists! My kicks o’ lightning - ! “  Wachow! He rushes in close and tickles out a few needling pokes on the other’s torso, take that, rival! Round 2 waited for no one! Mercy was for the weak!  “ Y’give up, yet?! “

Eh, well --- it seems, gulping down the water instead of putting the cold bottle on the bump works too, who knew? As it’s emptied and tossed away, he simply watches it land on the ground, as deadpan as possible before exclaiming, ‘   Litter is a bad, very bad thing to do, dude!   ’ A non-serious complaint that ends there, given how his attention is being swept by a sudden “round two”, a rematch and he won’t refuse it.

‘   Okaaay, I’m ready here!! Come at me, do it, I won’t surrender easily!!   ’

Tempting fate, what he receives are a few pokes, which wouldn’t be a problem if he wasn’t ticklish. Giggles come forth, however, not for long - as arms try to protect his sides from any other “attack”,  ‘   Me? Ha!! Nu-uh, nope, I won’t give up, never ever!!   ’  A cocky statement for someone at disadvantage,  ‘   I have this super, really strong barrier and you shall not cross!!   ’ He's most definitely bluffing, or to be precise --- joking.