You're the one who died

Naoi Ayato from Angel Beats! Affiliated with Citta Alveare Housed: District Alpha  Rank: Citizen Abilities: Hypnosis  3x a Day -- Single Minor Actions  Weapon: Pair of BB Gun  

[shxriffwoody-deactivated2014071]

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[lxremaster-deactivated20160924]

“How do you weave these flowers so well…?” Allanon murmured, eyes transfixed on the other’s flower crown work, soon trying to get the pattern right. However, what he did know was when to switch flowers seamlessly. “I’m quite jealous….”

[godxcomplexed-blog]

His fingers were nimble, built by the time studying pottery day in and day out. To over hear someone commenting that he was doing a good job was a boost to his pride. Compliments never did come easily to him. A small smile played across his otherwise serious and focused face. “Well what good is a God without natural ability.”

[thiefguild-blog]

Titus chuckles and reaches out to ruffle the others hair.

      “Not a child, huh? Then, tell me– how old are you?” his aim was just to tease for now. if the other was really going to get upset about it, he could go on and on about how being a kid wasn’t a bad thing.

[godxcomplexed-blog]

Look at that hair all messed up like a child. Not that he was one!

“I’m god! I haven’t been a child in years! How old did you think I was?” His tone was accusatory and quite a bit offended. Though he never actually answered the question. He felt like answering truthfully might ruin his credibility as a deity.

[serphs-deactivated20200812]

The stranger he was passing looked like more than a kid but younger than an adult, which was a more precarious age than Sheffield was used to. It was clear what the young man wanted through, even if it wasn’t obvious why he was being indecisive about it. “Are you having trouble deciding what to get?” Sheffield asked from a short distance away. 

The festival wasn’t that interesting aside from what he could do to win over a few new people. Here was somewhere to start.

[godxcomplexed-blog]

He was almost ready to admit defeat and separate himself from the fried and sickly sweet smell of the cart. Naoi dug his hands into his empty pockets, hoping fruitlessly that there would be a coin or something lost in it, though he had never actually earned any money here. He was about to turn when he was approached by someone else. Naoi definitely didn’t want to admit that he was too absolutely broke. 

“Well there was cotton candy, but it dissolves to easily should it rain or otherwise a sprinkle should find itself my way. The funnel cake may be too hot to eat and burn my tongue so I don’t think I’ll have anything”  There he had justified why he would walk away empty handed. 

[unshackles-deactivated20191221]

Brushed aside by the crowds, Frodo Baggins was pushed through the bustle of those enjoying themselves. His meager frame was easily swayed by those larger than him and he would soon find himself falling before another figure. Not as though this stopped his spirit, for once he stood to his feet he looked to the individual and spoke ❛You’re the only one not moving about.❜ 

[godxcomplexed-blog]

Naoi had been looking around for someone to talk to, when at his feet fell someone. An eyebrow quirked up surprised by the sudden interjection. He didn’t help up the other to his feet just watched with mild curiosity. He didn’t quite liked being called out on his small pause. “I was merely thinking about where to go next. At least I’m not crawling around on the ground.” It was scoffed out, rudely. He was aware of the actual situation but would rather turn accusations on someone else.

[backstrokes]

“I-I’m  sorry!! I didn’t mean it like that.” He’d not so much been trying to insinuate the boy was freakishly short as much as being self aware of his own towering height, and the fact he wasn’t an ideal person to be stuck behind in this type of situation. Not that either of them could really help it.

Makoto would have gladly offered to move, maybe try and shuffle to one side a bit to open up the view, but realistically, in this kind of crowd you were no longer the master of your own movements. 

“Are you sure? I could try and hold you up so you can see better…if you’d like?” 

“It’s a really great exhibition, it’d be a shame to miss it.”

[godxcomplexed-blog]

      Naoi looked up at this towering boy with a welcoming smile on his face. He matched that smile with an equally offended frown. He didn’t quite know how else to take the previous comments. Naoi didn’t even care about this silly frivolous fashion show, right? Naoi was full of lies to himself, never allowing himself to enjoy things for enjoyment’s sake. There always had to be a reason behind why he did something.       And then this suggested. Being lifted like a child. It was insulting, and Naoi was offended. Before he thought about it. It was the mos advantageous point of view for the show, and the people in the crowd. He would undoubtedly be able to see everything and everyone. 

“You know I don’t think that’s an absolutely horrendous idea”

[godxcomplexed-blog]

A cellphone was definitely not something he had had in his past life. There were so many contacts inside of it already and he didn’t really recognize any of the names. He scrolled through it for a moment before deciding to send a message. To: All Contacts From: Naoi Ayato [ Congratulations. You are now in contact with God. ]

[memesfrommenace]

Fluff Starters

“You’re hair is really soft after you wash it.”

“Ssh. Stop fussing. I’m just braiding your hair.”

“You smell really nice.”

“Would it be all right if I borrowed your sweater? It smells like you.”

“I might have slept with your robe when you were gone.”

“If you steal the blankets, I am going to put my cold feet on you.”

“Here, let’s share the blanket.”

“You’re comfy.”

“You are my new pillow.”

“You are very endearing when you are half-asleep.”

“But I want to hear you sing.”

“We can talk over dinner.”

“Don’t be stubborn. Try it!”

“Don’t get up - I’ll do it.”

“Will you let me rub your back?”

“Care to give me a back scratch?”

“Star-gazing was a good idea.”

“You look beautiful/handsome in the moonlight.”

“I’ll always be here for you.”

“I’ll be here to protect you.”

“I think I love you.”

“You are my love.”

“How about something warm? It will will help you sleep.”

“It’s okay. I couldn’t sleep anyway.”

“Don’t be silly. I want to stay up with you.”

“It is not morning yet.”

“Shush and go back to bed.”

“I heard you talking in your sleep.”

“Your bed head is really cute.”

“We’ll do dishes together.”

“How about a kiss?”

“I love your hugs.”

A few were inspired by these.

[yourmusings]

RP starters: Concern.

“It’s midnight, where the hell were you?!”

“Stop keeping your phone in silent, you got me worried!”

“Blood? Are you bleeding?”

“I don’t like the idea of you walking down the streets all alone.”

“I thought I would never see you again…”

“We should get you to hospital.”

“Where did all those bruises came from?”

“I have the right to be worried!”

“Have you been drinking? You look terrible.”

“Sleep at my place tonight.”

“I don’t feel safe letting you be alone when you’re in that shape.”

“Please talk to me about it.”

“Let me take care of you.”

“You need to rest now. Don’t move.”

“How many times have I told you to not go there?”

“You could’ve died, you know…”

“I don’t care if you don’t want my help, I’ll do it anyways.”

“You really need to stop drinking. I’m serious.”

“This time you got yourself into a hospital. I think that’s a sign.”

“Are you sure you’re okay?”

“You need to stop doing stupid shit like that or you will get yourself killed.”

“I’m your friend, of course I care!”

“You know I’m always here for you, right?”

“You’re not okay.”

“I’m just trying to help you.”

“Let me clean your wounds…”

“Why did you do it? Tell me.”

[suverbia-blog1]

Capital Vices Meme

( lust ) your muse longs for something that they cannot have. to what lengths will they go to get what they desire?

( gluttony ) what is the most selfish act that your muse has done & do they regret it?

( greed ) does your muse have certain material things they hold above others? to what lengths would they go to preserve their possessions?

( sloth ) when was a time that your muse shirked responsibility & did nothing? are they particularly lazy or was it a one time thing?

( wrath ) at what point in their life did your muse hit rock bottom in terms of anger or self-depreciation? have they done anything to improve their emotional traumas or do they revel in it?

( envy ) how does envy cause your muse to react to another? if their best friend, lover, or family member had something that they wanted, would they take it from them?

( pride ) if your muse has a skill that they are particularly good at, will they brag about it? if they are more humble, do they feel that they need to work on being more prideful? 

[rpmemesyo]

Send 🎶 for a starter incorporating part of a song I've listened to recently.

[ask-meme-addicts]

Muse skillset symbol meme

Send an emoji to learn how good/bad my muse is at that particular skill!

💋 — kissing

💄 — makeup

👾 — video games

🎵 — singing

💃 — dancing

🎹 — playing an instrument

🌷 — taking care of living things

🌲 — surviving in the wilderness

👊 — fighting

😇 — following rules

🍳 — cooking

🍼 — taking care of children

🎁 — giving presents to others

🎉 — hosting parties

💌 — romance/flirting

🎨 — art

🍀 — luck

⚽️  — sports

🏊 — swimming

🚗 — driving

🔮 — magic

🔎 — investigating

🔫 — long range weapons

💣 — explosives

🔪 — melee weapons

🔬 — scientific pursuits

🚿 — hygiene

💰 — finance

🌍 — knowledge of the world

👻 — communing with the paranormal

📚 — reading

🔧 — engineering/mechanics

⌛️ — time management

📥 — organization

🍺 — alcohol tolerance

🚴 — riding a bike

🎭 — performance art/acting

⚓️ — sailing

➗ — mathematics

[mcmusings]

                                             I think there’s a f̸̴̖̺̼̙͖͎̰̮̓ͬl̘̭͎̙͙͉̖̓̾͟a̡̹̥̪̝̲͑͂̓ͧ̒ͮ̌ͯͪ͢w̴͚̞͔͎͚̲͓͈͗̎͘ in my code.

[lxremaster-deactivated20160924]

Having found something fun to do within the flower booth, the mage was currently trying to make a flower crown himself; though the efforts were… less than lacking. He was determined to make it right, occasionally looking to his sides to see the others forming their own crowns. Allanon’ll get it. Eventually.

[godxcomplexed-blog]

Eventually Naoi found himself wandering closer and closer. Eventually he sets himself down delicately picking flowers, particularly the ones deeper in color for his own flower crown. He kept looking side to side keeping an eye out for anyone who may judge him for doing such a childish thing. 

[godxcomplexed-blog]

"How does it feel to never see Otonashi-san ever again?"

          “Never again...... you must be exaggerating.” Even still-- the one thing he wanted to do was to stay with him-- to be with him. And now he was no where to be found. Without Otonashi, Naoi almost felt as lost as before he met him-- almost. Without the person who affirmed his existence, who acknowledge his presence as his he didn’t know how to do that for himself quite yet. The words sunk into him and the wait of a lifetime without praise, how meaningless his life has become once more. A worthless excuse of a life, he wasn’t contributing to anything, he had no talents or skill worthy of acceptance. And suddenly he was a scared child again watching his father’s health deteriorate in front of his very eyes. He craved order and structure and love. And now the only person who had given him, Ayato Naoi, that was gone. His eyes welled up in tears that he tried to blink away. Trying not too look like the lonely lost child he was.

[thiefguild-blog]

      “I like that you think highly of yourself ‘cause that’s a good trait to have, but say that to the wrong person and you might get knocked on yer ass. Beggars can’t be choosers, kiddo.”

[godxcomplexed-blog]

        There was a little bit of conflict within Naoi. On one hand being complimented sent him through the roof. It was his one goal in life, to receive compliments and praise. On the other hand, he didn’t like being called a child or talked to like he didn’t know what he was doing. “I’ll talk to whoever and say whatever I please. I am not a child.”

[musxng]

         &&. I have been poisoned inside –  but I – I feel so ALIVE.