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avellaturortem:

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                       They look down to their feet, flexing their toes as if to occupy themselves while they think, or they’re watching how the fabric of their fuzzy socks move before pulling their legs up and crossing them, effectively hiding them underneath their far too large sweater. 

                       ❛❛ Well….Do you have any crushes, Lenalee? Your brother is no where nearby, and I can keep a secret. ❜❜ They grin, looking at her with that smug look they always get when referencing their horrid memory in any shape or way.

Oh-- to think that their conversation would take such a turn so quickly...! It isn’t all that surprising, actually, but Lenalee is startled just the same. Well, no, more accurately she’s embarrassed. But then, Miku is a safe person to entrust this sort of information with, aren’t they? Seeing as to how...They’ll likely forget.

“I do have feelings for someone, yes.” She chews anxiously at her lower lip for a moment before leaning in close to whisper directly into Miku’s ear. “And you have to promise you won’t tell anyone, okay? Miku, I...My crush is you.” 

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                        It’s…oddly relaxing to be sitting here on the floor between Lenalee’s knees, letting someone else brush their hair out like this. A small smile coming to their features as they turn, gently leaning their cheek against the top of Lenalee’s head. A gentle giggle leaving their chest as they pull away to shake their head, feeling how light their hair was now.

                        ❛❛ What do you want to do next? ❜❜

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Having Miku this close is comforting in a way that she can’t quite put into words. It’s like being wrapped up in your favorite blanket-- but somehow better. Lenalee hums softly, thoughtfully, as she allows her arms to fall back at her sides.

“To be honest with you...I’m not sure. I’ve never done this before.” Her time is usually spent keeping the peace within the order’s walls, or training, or preparing for the next mission that she may or may not return from.

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“Come here. You’re shivering.”

Each breath that escapes her now is marked by a small puff of white that she can nearly see ice crystals in– it’s officially unbearably cold. But Lenalee has been resolute, thus far, in keeping to her own side of the train car. His offer is met by a weak smile full of chattering teeth, before she nods, and pops to her feet with what little energy she has left. The train lurches suddenly, sending the unsuspecting girl sprawling forward, only just able to catch herself on the other seat.

“H-hopef-fu…lly, we’ll ge-get there s-s-soon.” 

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💏 (if you wanna? it can be platonic if you'd rather lmao)

This is it; her last chance to get it all off her chest. She can’t stop him from leaving, no, because he’s long since made up his mind. But oh, if she can just stall him for a little while longer, and cling onto this dream that she’s had– the one where he stays, and they fight together, and put an end to this god-forsaken war– well…Perhaps her heart won’t ache quite so much when she’s lying alone in the dark, with only her thoughts to keep her company.

Trembling fingers cradle either side of his face, and slide back into his hair. It’s gotten so long now, she muses. And then she’s pulling him in closer, a shallow breath rattling her fragile lungs before she seals their lips together. Tears glide down her cheeks, tainting the kiss, and this moment– but she should have known better than to believe she could do anything so meaningful without crying. She’s so weak, after all.

So weak…That she continues to have this same bitter-sweet dream of him long after he’s gone.

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“I’m glad I get to spend time with you like this.” - Miku

Slender fingers give pause, still wrapped round the wooden handle of the brush she’d been using previously to untangle Miku’s hair. A gentle smile makes its way to Lenalee’s lips as she sets the brush aside for now, and drapes her arms loosely over her fellow exorcist’s shoulders.

“Me too.” She murmurs, nose gently bunting against Miku’s jaw.

[sagamemes]

fifty ways to kiss someone.   send me a 💏 and i will randomise a number in order for my muse to kiss yours…

…good morning.

…goodnight.

…goodbye.

…where it hurts.

…where it doesn’t hurt.

…on a falling tear.

…to shut them up.

…in secrecy.

…in public.

…desperately.

…in joy.

…in grief.

…discreetly.

…casually.

…passionately.

…lazily.

…to distract.

…as encouragement.

…for luck.

…on a scar.

…on a place of insecurity.

…in a rush of adrenaline.

…in relief.

…in danger.

…as a ‘yes’.

…as an apology.

…as a suggestion.

…as a lie.

…as a promise.

…as comfort.

…after a small rejection.

…to wake yours up.

…forcefully.

…to pretend.

…to gain something.

…to give up control.

…without a motive.

…because yours is running out of time.

…because mine is.

…because the world is ending.

…because the world is saved.

…out of pride.

…out of greed.

…out of lust.

…out of anger.

…out of envy or jealousy.

…out of spite.

…out of habit.

…out of necessity.

…out of love.

[platonicrpmemes]

Domestic Starters

“I got the groceries, but I couldn’t read the last thing on your list. Is this even close?”

“It’s too hot. Open a window or something.”

“Could you please grab me a drink while you’re up?”

“Here. Blankets. Since you won’t quit complaining about the cold.”

“Come here. You’re shivering.”

“There’s nothing we need to do today but relax. Why are you running around, exactly?”

“Thanks for taking care of the laundry.”

“Quiet down! I’m trying to read.”

“What are you working on?”

“It’s new. What do you think?”

“Sit down and let me do your hair.”

“I think it’s time for a new look. I want to help.”

“You want me to try on that?”

“Did you steal my shirt again?”

“I know I had three more in the fridge. You swear you don’t know where they went?”

“Don’t you think these flowers brighten the place up?”

“I made dinner. Your favorite.”

“You made some for me to eat, too? Thank you!”

“I couldn’t sleep either.”

“Let’s stay up and watch the stars.”

“I’ve got snacks!”

“Can we just sit here together?”

“This is nice. Quiet.”

“I’m glad I get to spend time with you like this.”

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LET ALLEN LIFT THE QUEEN

“A- Allen, what are you-” Lenalee’s inquiry is cut short by laughter, as she finds herself swept up in strong arms, and lifted, along with her spirits. It’s strange that he should have this innate ability to dispel the darkness that always lurks in the back of her mind so effortlessly.

And if this is only just a dream, and he hasn’t well and truly returned…Then if there is a God out there, please, let her dream forever. 

[magnoliamemes-deactivated201906]

Send “LIFT” to lift my muse off the ground.

It can be for any scenario you see fit. 

©Magnoliamemes

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spitelived:

she whines, but accepts the pats. “ quit leavin’ for so long! it’s too chaotic here without you! ”

“I’m sorry- I can only imagine how bad it must have been for you. But I’m back now! And I promise I won’t be gone for that long again.” As long as she can help it, at least.

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avellaturortem:

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                          They only cling tighter, looking up at her with those intense blue eyes.

                         ❛❛ Never leave that long again., ❜❜

There’s an indescribable tightness in her chest as she gazes back into those bright cerulean depths. “...I won’t.” She responds weakly, tears already welling up in the corners of her amethyst eyes.

“Thank you, Miku.” 

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fuck it, zuki's clinging to lenalee's leg.

“I guess I was gone for a while, huh? Thanks for the warm welcome, Zuki.” She’s going to very gently pat that blue head.

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don't mind Miku clinging to lenalee.

“M-miku…? It’s good to see you, too.” I wasn’t gone for that long, was I?

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Wow. Hello again, all! So...I can’t stay away xD I missed my daughter too much (and not to mention all of the lovely people that I’ve met through this blog!) 

So...If you haven’t completely forgotten about me, or are at all interested in interacting, hmu! I’m also happy to give out my discord to mutuals :) Hope you’re all having a good day/night!

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purblinded:

infrcngible liked your post “SKYBEAN.  starter call?”

     ya nuo slowly feels lenalee’s hand in their own.  ya nuo is quiet, trying to think of the best way to phrase their mullish thoughts, but nothing comes.  so instead, they end up saying,  “ CAN I SAY SOMETHING CRAZY? ”

Lenalee remains quiet for a moment as they stand alongside one another. Her fingers laced with Ya Nuo’s, she gives their hand a gentle squeeze before responding. “I won’t stop you. What is it?” 

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cinderspewed:

                          Hands find themselves shoved into the depths of his pockets, trying to accumulate some kind of WARMTH in this weather. Despite appearing calm, he can tell he’s graced her with a sense of unease. It’s impressive to witness someone trying to keep their COMPOSURE; most feel flustered by his attempts to impose intimacy. In truth, he feeds off of those repulsed reactions; he equates those expressions to his bombs - sees beings as perpetuating a BLAST. Hers, thus far, are rather meager. In time, he hopes to see the full capabilities of her calamities.

                                        ❝ I know this place like the back of my hand, yeah. BUT… I don’t exactly DO things for free. I’ll tell you where to go…in exchange for knowing what brought you HERE. ❞

Dark brows furrow above stormy violet irises; frustration is brewing just beneath the surface of her feigned calm countenance. All of the coffee in the world couldn’t have possibly prepared her for an encounter with an asshole of this magnitude. 

“You want to barter with me in exchange for doing, in essence, what a less talkative-” and not to mention, less annoying, “map could do?” But then again, if she were dealing with a bonafide tour guide, they would likely be asking the same question.

Pinching the bridge of her nose to stave off the migraine she can feel already roiling behind her temples, Lenalee takes a deep breath before opening her mouth to speak again. Lest she tell this guy where he can shove his demands, along with her coffee-fucked map.

"I’m here to get away from things for a while. They say running from your problems won’t solve anything, but what’s wrong with a small, temporary vacation?” This isn’t entirely false. After the death of her brother, nothing felt quite right back in that little town that seems to sit perpetually still. Going to school out of state, getting hired on as a detective, and drifting from case to case-- that, and coffee, is the only thing that seems to get her through each day.

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heromasque:

                               @infrcngible | Liked for a silent starter 

       God, he didn’t know this place at all yet. It was so easy to get lost in the maze of hallways and multiple layers. Despite being an accommodator of innocence, he couldn’t seem to do anything right. At least, perhaps that was just him feeling overwhelmed. He’s a new accommodator of innocence after all. 

       Speaking of which…. he was lost all over again. Where was the mess hall again? Ge can’t even remember. Sighing slowly he reached a hand up to pinch the brim of his nose in frustration. Great… just great. 

That look of frustration is one that she is all too familiar with. As Lenalee makes her approach, with the soft ‘click’ of her heels against old stone floors to announce her presence, she can’t stifle a giggle, despite her best attempts at politeness. How many newcomers has she guided through these halls, after finding nearly all in a similar state of distress?

“Hello there!” She greets him warmly, cheerfully, in the hopes of dispelling at least some of the gloom in the air that surrounds him. “Would you like me to escort you somewhere? I know all of these halls look the same, so it can be difficult to navigate.”