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Wandering the castle had lost its charm after the first few times he’d been allowed out of his room. Well. His shared room. He wasn’t feeling grat about sharing a room with Touko at that point. Really all he wanted was his own space and, without her locked in there with him, he was starting to go stir crazy. Fortunately no one in the castle had seemed to catch on that he still had some of his resistance technology, which meant his team was still with him at the very least. And that had to mean something. Kicking at a pebble on the floor, he just barely heard a familiar voice in the distance. Lifting his head, he looks around and hopes to find the owner before someone else does. Why would they even send her here in the first place? She’s a nurse for Arceus’ sake! Navigating through the halls, he grins when he sees her. “Bianca!” After shouting, he barely manages more than a half tackle of a hug and a tight grip. “I thought I’d never see you again. Why are you here? Is everything okay?”
“Touya! Oh my gosh, I missed you so much!” Momentarily forgetting the risky situation, she wraps her arms around him with a pretty noticeable squeal as her face buries itself in his shoulder. Then his words occur to her and she frowns, though, grip loosening. “I. Um... They took my Munna and I was just so tired of it happening because he didn’t deserve that and-- I slipped in and I don’t think they noticed but then the door closed and I couldn’t open it and.” Tone wavering, she falls silent. “So I was looking for another way but now I can get you two out too! So I can... Actually do something important so people stop judging me.”
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“They’re around here somewhere, I’m sure Buall caught you on the way in, she tends to have a nose for those things.” Of course he was referring to the hulking horned normal type that often huffed after visitors outside his apartment. His voice was more slurred than he might have liked, shoving back sleep with a clear of his throat. Honestly, by now he was used to it.
“I was just shutting my eyes for a second, I had a lot to get done last night so–” Whatever, no real need to make excuses. “I wouldn’t have invited you over if I was too tired.”
“Good! I didn’t wanna turn around and leave right after I got here.” A little kiss is pressed to his cheek-- affectionate more than anything, but it’s how she’s always been with him. Not enough to question at all as far as she’s concerned. The couch isn’t gotten up from either, mostly because she’s comfortable. “Sooooo! What do you wanna do, then? I’m guessing you had some kind of idea, anyway.”
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“Hmn?” What was that irritating sensation against his nose, almost like something hovering but not quite touching him. Enough to make him scrunch his nose and flutter his eyes open in disorientation, reaching up to adjust his glasses. Oh, that’s right, he’d invited her over an hour ago then agreed to shut his eyes. Well, look how that turned out.
Pushing away her hand, he sat up, groggy haze clearing from his brain as he reached up to rub his eyes. “How long have you been here?”
“Just a few minutes-- not too long. I let myself in and brought treats from Professor Juniper for your pokémon, too.” It had been a preemptive apology, really-- he wasn’t the least prickly person in the world. Far from it, actually, and she could have at least knocked, but she hadn’t. She also hadn’t called to warn him. So, yeah-- the apology was necessary.
“Anyway! You must have been working yourself super super hard if you’re sleeping like that. Are you sure I should stay?”
“Heeey------ sleepyhead! If you’re gonna invite me over, you should at least stay up.” As she speaks, she lays on the couch behind him, poised to flick his nose.
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Iɴᴅɪᴇ BW₂ Cʜᴇʀᴇɴ Rᴏʟᴇᴘʟᴀʏ Bʟᴏɢ
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Crack Allowed in Moderation
I will be married for a week to the first person in my askbox who says "Honey, I'm home"
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'meow': my muse is now a cat
'mew mew': my muse is now being followed by a dozen stray cats
'miao': my muse hallucinates that everyone they talk to is a cat
'nyaa~': my muse now has a cat tail and ears
'maow': my muse can only speak in cat noises
'purr': my muse is unable to resist the temptation of clawing any and all furniture
'mrrr': my muse will rub up against anyone they like when greeted
'mao': my muse goes out hunting and presents their kills to the one they love
Reblog if you want your followers to leave horrifically bad pickup lines in your askbox, anon or not
Send “You’re warm!” for my muse’s reaction to your muse sticking their cold hands inside my muse’s shirt
Send me “Truth!” and I’ll generate a question for my muse to answer.
Questions are 1-30! Mix of sfw and nsfw. (Dares here)
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“Yeah well who’re you to judge” he snapped, taking a cigarette out of his pack and lighting it.
Quietly, she just nods, stepping away a little more.
Frankly, she’s a little annoyed he’s still being rude after two apologizes. “I’ll... Leave you be, okay?” And off she goes after picking up the spilled contents of her bag.
Heads up, please don’t like my posts tagged nsfwish or nsfw.
——My mistake. I thought I saw you answer one so I figure you did. Sorry on me!
You’re fine! Misunderstandings happen.
“Why don’t you watch where you’re going huh?”
“There’s no reason to be mean about it. I did apologize. Sorry again.” She steps quickly out of the way.
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Apparently I didn’t reblog the post on this blog, because I can’t find it-- so I can’t really accept this.