I shouldn’t cry. I shouldn’t cry.
But the truth is I wanna say it.
"Don’t go!“

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I shouldn’t cry. I shouldn’t cry.
But the truth is I wanna say it.
"Don’t go!“
( i’m off to kagerou hell )
necessaryocthings:
describe your oc’s backstory in the shittiest way you can imagine
{ oroxose }
“ Welcome to my fortune telling shop, may your fate be pleasant. “
Leaning against the counter, the woman eyed the other who seemed to wander in-- it wasn't rare that one would venture into this shop out of sheer curiosity. It was traditionally styled; the walls decorated and floors a polished gold color. Red and that aforementioned gold were the predominate palette-- surely to mimic the shops owners hues.
oh mrs. fox, don’t take an umbrella--
wxeboy:
He canted his head slightly as he perused the female. Quickly he came to a decision and shook his head. “The red and gold go well together. They compliment each other and make both hues more noticeable.” Gold eyes and hair? Personally he thought it’d be too much. As for her kimono and tattoos, they were also lovely, yet he still liked her hair most. He was blunt, but candid and that was the good part about it. If not kindness you can almost always count on the truth. Ren saw no reason to soften blows or tone down compliments.
Another laugh, this one of the genuine breed. This boy before her was something sincere-- refreshing. Digits dance across her front, to touch that tattoo just below her collarbones.
“ You think so? Maybe I’ll keep it like this, then. “
Her own head cocks to the side, just enough to make her earrings tinkle. The sincerity of the boy was odd, in these times it was such a difficult thing to find the flowers that bloomed under looming shadows.
“ Ferife Vorai. “
{ incxbvs }
The rain is a drum in her ear and oh, lord, how she despises it.
It wouldn't hurt, it wouldn't do a thing-- those foolish thought are what dropped her in this situation. Fate plays out before her, karma dancing onto stage as a surprise guest. For one who peered behind the scenes of others; her own future was beyond her (seemingly) omniscient eyes.
The scene a park, somewhere she came to seek comfort in this crowded; this bustling and bursting city. The protagonist of this particular tale the odd one out-- modern times meaning nothing as she embraced the traditional roots of Japanese culture. The witch always enjoyed the old fashioned ways of life.
Mind trailing, she enjoys the distraction from the dampness that seeps into her every pore. Even with the shade of the trees, it wasn't enough to keep the storm at bay.
A sigh on painted ruby lips, eyes fluttering closed in defeat; she can only wait.
lms for a starter!
i was going to make icons instead of using a fc but HONESTLY--
wxeboy:
“Of course there’s much more to praise, but what pops out at me is your hair.” Pretty hair was a wonderful attribute. He wished he could maintain his disheveled shaggy tresses. “They’re definitely something to be proud of.” Renny had an unwelcome urge to run his fingers through the beautiful cascade of red, but he would keep his hands to himself of course.
“ My tattoos; my kimono-- those are what most comment on, but a change is quite nice. “
A laugh spills from rich lips, the polite kind one gives when there is nothing else to say-- her words few in number; and her thought running on blanks as she peered into the near future. A habit, a skill, a self-inflicted curse. Careful digits allow the velvet locks to, yet again, spill over her shoulder; hand going to rest on the other.
“ I suppose they are, but in all honesty-- I’d like a hue to match my eyes; wouldn't golden be splendid? “
tattoos
wxeboy:
“What a pretty crimson. I like it.” Her hair he was referring to of course. It was such a lovely hue. Much prettier than his own dark locks.
“ Is that so? “
A chuckle in her throat; dark fingers coming up to twirl deep locks around them like a thick web. Autumn cabochons flick to the others, examining him in detail.
“ I always liked it, too, but it’s quite a surprise one would comment on my hair; of all things! First impressions are key-- I hope my locks gave you a good one. “
“ I’ve never really cared for cats-- they’re too much like me, such selfish beings-- I wouldn’t want to own an animal like that... I much prefer reptiles. “
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