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With practiced grace, she rises to tip-toe in order to give him a delicate kiss.
THE KISS WAS UNEXPECTED, so much so he almost falls back onto the ground. he catches himself however, and tries to play it cool as he brushes a finger over his lips and chuckles, screaming incoherently in his mind. ❝ don’t do that; i’ll wind up with cooties ! ❞
Dazai Osamu「 太宰治 」 ✰ for precious @rose-flowers
◟ LYSANDER! 」
❛ LONG TIME NO SEE ! it’s always a pleasure to see my favorite customer. did you come for a haircut ? a chat ? to dismantle the order of my salon ? there is no wrong answer here ~ ❜ / @jisctsu , pre-established !
GRINNING FROM EAR TO EAR, dazai couldn’t contain his happiness when lysander was involved. in truth he was simply here for some company; for a presence that wouldn’t judge him, nor would stare at the endless wraps of bandages visible around his arms and neck.
❝ you know me so well, i’m flattered lysander. ❞ placing himself in one of the chairs, he leaned back, head rolling back to catch sight of the male. ❝ i’m thinking all of the above today. ❞
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THE SOFT SCENT OF FLOWERS HIT him with pure contentment each and every time he set foot into the shop. it was a favourite place of his, despite it being just a simple flower shop. he’d grown to know the owner, setsuko mori, rather well. in fact, he had asked her to join him in a double suicide at least three times. // @fearloved setsuna
however, instead of a pearly white grin behind the counter, dazai was greeted with... a child. or, at least, they looked as such. gold and aqua pupils burnt ice cold holes through his body and the male tried his hardest to smile, despite feeling slightly unnerved by the small boy’s icy stare. then it hits him h this must be setsuna mori.
❝ ah is setsuko-chan not here today ? ❞
太宰 治
❝ EXCUSE ME ! ❞ he’d run so far just to catch up with the other. holding his stomach, dazai made a mental note to himself to work up his stamina a little. // @fearloved sunny
❝ i think you dropped this ❞ he reveals a small wallet in bandage hands to the other, ❝ i’m sure i saw it fall from your pocket. you looked like you were in a hurry ❞ a chuckle fell from his lips as he shrugged, ❝ good thing i’m a pro-runner, huh ? ❞ yeah, he wished.
— Kahlil Gibran
IT HAD BECOME SOME KIND OF PASTIME. perhaps one that he shouldn’t frequent as much as he did, but the whole atmosphere coloured him curious. the informer still hadn’t quite worked out this purpose of this world, or why he had been pulled into it. maybe that was about to be answered for him.
he’d never seen another person within the metaverse before, so spotting a young female fighting off shadows with such brutality made dazai excited yet nervous. his eyes captivated by her sheer valour she was definitely a pro at this. their defeat sent shivers down dazai’s spine, and he couldn’t help but feel intimidated by the other. she had great power, and would definitely be able to squash him within seconds if she felt the need to. // @tricange
❝ that was AMAZING ! admirable skills i could learn a thing or two from you. ❞
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001, 003, 007, 017, 021, 032, 008, 038, 028.
° ✧ violent rp starters.
001. — Backhand my muse. | 003. — Put out a cigarette on my muse’s skin. | 007. — Punch my muse. | 017. — Threaten my muse with an object of harm. | 021. — Force my muse’s head under water. | 032. — Force my muse’s arm behind their back. | 008. — Break one of my muse’s bones. | 038. — Crack my muse’s head against a wall. | 028. — Harm my muse enough for them to cough up blood.
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