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[silvermoon424]

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I think I’m finally satisfied with this theme and pages...

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OMG. A Persuasion AU with Ace x Minako. Or really, any person. I just really want to write a Persuasion AU with someone 

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Ace was headed home after doing some window shopping in the area. He was looking for airier clothing now that the heat was starting to settle in, but he hadn’t found anything that caught his eye. 

As he was walking down the street, there was a girl who was exiting a shop too. He could see her hair about to get stuck in the closing door. He jogged up quickly and kept the door from closing.

“Ah, sorry,” he apologized realizing he was a bit too close to a stranger. “It’s just that your hair was about to get caught on the door.”

@aphrcdite

[kaito-ace]

“Wow. Kunzite really is a beautiful man.”

[promptfairy]

❥     𝐁𝐎𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐋 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒    [   𝚆𝙾𝚁𝙳 𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙼𝙿𝚃𝚂    ]   .

headcanon prompts with questions based on plants   &   what they represent in flower language .  happy roleplaying !!  ♡

abatina :   is there anything in life your muse has changed their mind about over time   (   due to becoming more educated on the topic ,   certain experiences  ,   etc .   ) ,    or that they   would   change their mind about under certain circumstances ?  

acanthus :   is your muse deceptive ,   or willing to lie or deceive to achieve certain means ?   why or why not ?   

aloe :   how does your muse handle grief ?

amaryllis :   what is something or someone that your muse takes pride in ?   how do they express that pride ?   

anemone :   how does your muse view the world ;   as a cruel   &   unforgiving place ,   a land full of wonders ,   or something in - between ?  where does that world view come from   (   what experiences ,   life lessons ,   etc .   ) ?  

angelica :   where does your muse draw inspiration in life ?   what motivates them ?

apple blossom :   how does your muse go about expressing or not expressing their sexuality ?  

bachelor’s button :   does your muse actively seek romantic companionship ,   or cherish the liberties of being single ? 

basil :   does your muse have a love - hate relationship with anyone or anything ?

bay tree :   does your muse seek glory   &   accolades ,   or do they favour a simpler ,   more personal life ?  

begonia :   how cautious is your muse ?   are they prone to noticing red flags ,   or paranoid to the point of untrusting most everyone ?   why or why not ?  

belladonna :   how does your muse respond to silence ?   do they take comfort in soundlessness ,   or seek to fill the void with noise ?   

bluebell :   does your muse learn from their past ,   or are they prone to repeating the same mistakes ?  

carnation :   what is your muse’s relationship with their gender ?   how do they express or not express this relationship ?  

chamomile :   what is your muse likely to take away from a painful experience ?   are they one to be haunted by adversity ,   or to use what they’ve gone through to become stronger ?  

chrysanthemum :   how does your muse express romantic love ?  how do they feel about love as a concept ?  

daffodil :   is your muse one to be loyal in relationships ,   or are they likely to quickly move from one bond to another ?

daisy :   did your muse ever feel as though their innocence had been lost ?   what moment in their life could be described as the end of their innocence ?  

edelweiss :   what was the bravest moment in your muse’s life ?  are they known to be courageous from then on ?  

fern :   does your muse believe in magic or cosmic forces ,   or are they more likely to think their life is ultimately a matter of their own control ?  

forget - me - not :   has your muse ever forgotten something that is or was important to them ?   are they afraid of forgetting things like that ?  

gardenia :   is your muse one to confess romantic feelings early on ,   or to conceal them for long periods of time ?  

gladiolus :   describe a moment from your muse’s life that they will never forget .

goldenrod :   does your muse believe in luck or fortune ?  why or why not ?   where do they believe these things come from ?  

heliotrope :   does your muse believe in soulmates ?

hibiscus :   how does your muse view the gentler ,   daintier things in life ?   as things worth preserving   &   caring for ,   or things only bound to wither   &   disappear ?  

holly :   how strong is your muse’s sense of intuition ?  are they aware of it ?   do they ever fear that it is only paranoia ?  

hollyhock :   how strong is your muse’s sense of ambition ?  what’s something they strive for in life ?  

hyacinth :   is your muse athletic ?   does it come naturally to them ,   or have they had to work for their physique and/or skill ?  

hydrangea :   how much does your muse value communication in their relationships with others ?  are they prone to being misunderstood ?

iris :   if your muse could convey one last message to someone they have lost or left behind ,   what would it be ?  

ivy :   what are your muse’s views on marriage ?   do they believe it is something strictly for love ,   or an institution rooted in business   &   social benefits ?   do they desire or have they desired to be married ?

lavender :   how easy is it to gain your muse’s trust ?  once their trust is broken ,   how might one go about mending it ?  

lilac :   what was your muse’s childhood like ?   how has their upbringing affected them as they’ve aged ? 

lily :   how does your muse view their mother ?  

lotus :   has your muse ever felt as though they’ve been reborn ?  have they ever desired the feeling of a fresh start ,   or a better understanding of themself and/or the world around them ?  

magnolia :   describe your muse’s relationship with nature   &   the natural world .  

marigold :   is your muse prone to jealousy ?  how might they handle envious feelings ?  

mint :   does your muse view themself as virtuous   &   moral ?  what do these words mean to them ?

nasturtium :   describe your muse’s relationship with their birthplace ,   or homeland .  

oak :   who would your muse consider the strongest person they know ?  

pansy :   does your muse often reflect on their own actions ?   do they ever think a lot about the past ,   and what they could have done differently ?

parsley :   describe a holiday your muse enjoys ,   and why they enjoy it .

peony :   what would a   ‘  happy life  ’   look like in your muse’s eyes ?

poppy :   what comforts your muse ?

rhododendron :   is your muse receptive to warnings   &   advice given by others ?

rose :   how much does your muse value other people ?   do they wish to have many friends ,   lovers ,   and/or associates ?   are they an easy person to love ?

sage :   what is your muse’s legacy ?   what do they want to be remembered for   &   what might they actually be remembered for ?  

salvia :   is your muse possessive over people or things that matter a lot to them ?  how do they express that possessiveness ,   or lack thereof ? 

snapdragon :   is your muse merciful ?  why or why not ?

southernwood :   how seriously does your muse take themself ?   do they prefer a solemn   &   intellectual atmosphere or do they delight in jokes   &   banter ?  

sunflower :   what brings your muse the most joy in life ?  

tulip :   how does your muse view people in general ?  

violet :   how does your muse respond to betrayal ?

willow :   how does your muse handle sadness   &   depression ?

zinnia :   how has the loss of fallen comrades and/or loved ones affected your muse ?   has it taught them anything or given them any new perspectives ?

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[kaito-ace]

Open Starter

Ace was at the neighborhood playground with Lulu again. This time, he had attempted to braid her hair into a fishtail, but he could see it coming apart as her and her friends chased each other in a game of tag.

He sighed to himself. He really felt like a terrible father. Raising a 4 year-old girl on his own was proving to be more difficult than he thought. He could provide for her financially, but he felt like he was failing in every other department, especially when it came to her style. He couldn’t even manage a simple braid, but Lulu had insisted he tried the fishtail.

“I wish I was better at this,” he complained aloud.

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Continued from here. 

“Oh,” was all Ace could say in the moment, feeling a little flustered. He returned Minako’s smile with a shy one of his own. He could feel the butterflies fluttering about in his stomach again. It always happened around her. “I just thought...” he trailed off unsure of how he should finish that sentence. “Never mind,” he shook his head. “I’m glad we’re walking together,” he admitted.

@soldierofloveandbeauty

[kaito-ace]

kunsaito​:

How dare he sound so cool, calm and composed. Saito squinted at him, all the more certain that it was truly Danburite in the flesh, ready to be sent into battle a third time for some hopeless cause he likely didn't believe in. And for better or worse, he didn't seem to recognize Saito, which gave him the upper hand.

At least, he would have had the upper hand if he hadn't just thrown up in the man's sink seconds ago. He mumbled another apology and shuffled off to the bathroom, where he used the time spent further emptying his stomach and trying to gargle the taste away. He glared at his reflection as he tried to tame his hair into something resembling a bun, growling softly at himself. He looked homeless.

"So he's alive. You're alive, and you're not special. And he's nice. He gave coffee to a stranger. Even let you sleep in his apartment, and probably doesn't even know your last name.

So be. Nice," he threatened himself, squinting under the harsh light of the bathroom. "He deserves it after all you've put him through."

It took a few deep breaths to be sure his stomach was finished flip-flopping, and a futile straightening of his shirt before Saito re-emerged with a grim smile.

"Sorry. Thanks. I'm Saito, Saito Nakamura," he deadpanned, wondering if he had already introduced himself last night. Reaching for the fragrant cup of coffee, Saito took a deep inhale of the drink, sighing happily.

"I'll be out of your hair in a few gulps, I promise. And once I clean your sink."

He folded his own futon and put it into the small closet to the side. As for the other futon, Ace really wanted to wash the sheets before putting everything back into the closet, so he folded the futon, picked it up, and placed it out of the way so that he could do laundry later. All of that took a significant amount of energy from his hungover self, so he sunk to the floor and massaged his head. Yeah, this headache was not going to go away on its own.

He looked over to the kitchen before letting out a quiet sigh. The sink needed cleaning. He was really not looking forward to that, but this is what happens when you suddenly befriend strangers at bars, and take them home, and let them sleep in your futon because they were too drunk to manage their own way home. He really needed to stop doing this. This time made it the third time in as many weeks.

With a groan, he got up to his feet and padded into the kitchen once more. From the cabinet, he grabbed his box of pain killers and popped two out of the foil and into his mouth before swallowing it down with some coffee. Hopefully, the caffeine would help the pills to work faster.

Once more, he glances over to the sink and lets out another soft sigh. This isn't gonna clean itself, he thinks to himself. He was about to set down his coffee again when his new friend walked out of the bathroom.

"It's cool," Ace smiled warmly. "Happens to the best of us. And, of course, I remember your name," he laughs softly. Actually, he had no idea who this guy was, but he wasn't about to let a stranger know that he let him into his house without even knowing his name. "As of last night, you're my new best friend," he winked. "But I'll go ahead and re-introduce myself. I'm Ace Saijo."

He reached behind himself and grabbed the other cup of coffee. "First, drink this. We'll deal with that after."

[kunsaito]

Continued from here

He had just meant for the one drink after class. Something to take the edge off a breakup he should have seen coming, but was too absorbed in his pursuit of higher learning.

One drink lead to another, and another, which was around the time Saito started chatting up the nearest stranger, and the rest of the night smeared together in a liquor soaked blur, set to the tune of "Don't Stop Believin'".

The morning, or afternoon rather came with a vengeance, cleaving Saito's head in two and forcing his eyes shut away from any sources of light. Whatever he had passed out on was at least half a meter too short for his long legs, but the alternative was sitting upright and he could already feel his stomach complaining. The smell of coffee was the only thing that snapped him out of his self-pity with the realization that he wasn't alone.

A one night stand wasn't out of the question, but incredibly unlikely, or at least he hoped so given how much of his clothes he was still wearing. Groaning pathetically, Saito managed his body into a sitting position, only to slide off the futon to gather his knees to his chest on the floor while scubbing at his eyes with the heels of his hands. He could practically feel his brain pushing at the inside of his skull with the worst headache he'd had in years.

"I'm sorry," he mumbled to the back of the head of whoever was kind enough to host him for the evening, shuffling into the kitchen like a heartbreakingly gorgeous zombie.

"I didn't plan to stay that long at the bar last night. I think-"

Saito's words died in his throat as he got a good look at his new best friend. Pale hair, scrawny, handsome, if you liked that type, and someone Saito thought he would never have to look at ever again in this lifetime.

Leaning over, he took a moment to vomit into Ace's sink.

@kaito-ace

[kaito-ace]

From his "pantry" (a bookshelf repurposed for pantry and storage space), Ace pulled two drip coffee packets from a box. He also prepared the electric kettle before grabbing from the pantry's top shelf, a tourist mug from his visit to Nara last spring and a mug with some Pokemon on it that he received as a gift. Hearing the kettle click, he opened the coffee packets and set one on the lip of each mug. He took his time preparing the coffee, preferring it served a certain way. 30mL for the first pour, then 100mL, and the last 70mL. He no longer needed to precisely measure each pour because he prepared his coffee the same way everyday. With the first coffee ready, he started to pour hot water over the second drip packet when he heard the stranger stirring awake behind him.

He turned to face the sound and witnessed his new best friend emptying his stomach into the sink, and Ace sincerely hoped that there were no unwashed dishes left over from earlier this week.

For a moment, Ace could only stare, mostly because his hangover headache wouldn't let his brain tell his body how he should react. He blinked a few times before finishing the pour over on the second mug of coffee. "What a way to start a morning," he murmured to himself.

He picked up one mug and took a sip of the coffee before facing the man once more. "Seems like your hangover is hitting harder than mine," Ace teased gently. "There's some mouthwash in the bathroom. You can help yourself to some. And your coffee is ready," he added with a gesture towards the counter where the other mug sat. He took another sip of his coffee before setting it down to put away the futons from the night before.

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Send 🍺 for your muse to sleep in my muse’s apartment after getting completely drunk

Ace had met the guy at a karaoke bar. They started off with one drink together after the stranger joined in on his song which led to the rest of the bar singing along. After their third drink and a duet, Ace had decided that this man would be his new best friend. After their fifth drink together (not including any they had had before that first song), the taller one was practically falling over, so Ace had insisted that the man take his extra futon for the night. After all, he couldn't just leave his new bestie.

And that's how Ace found this handsome stranger. Asleep on the spare futon. Ace could barely recall setting up the futon the night before. Thankfully, despite the throbbing headache from his hangover, he did remember saying that this person was his new best friend, so he figured the least he could do was make the man some coffee. And hopefully, the smell would wake up the guy.

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Hey are you still around?

I was asked this two days ago, and I just logged in today. Let me just give an explanation as to why I don’t RP as much anymore. I lurk a lot on my blog(s) mostly because I want to start over. I don’t have any icons, and tbh, I don’t have the time to make icons. I also don’t like the current RL icon I have for Ace because of what Seungri has been involved with, and I don’t want that associated with my blog. Also, I live in Tokyo now, and even with the pandemic, that busy city life hasn’t really slowed down for me. I still have work and I’m just too exhausted to do anything online at the end of the day. But since you’ve expressed interest, I think I’ll come back.I have a three day weekend this week, so I think I’ll take the time to reorganize some things, change my photos, etc. Thanks for reaching out even though it’s been years since I’ve really done anything with this blog. <3

[soldierofloveandbeauty]

Miss Me? || Acenako

The landing was always what Minako hated more than anything about plane rides. The take off and the actual flight tended to be quite nice. She hated the bumpy, uneasy feeling of not knowing if the plane was going to stop or she was going to be off to another reincarnation. Thankfully, this time it stopped as it was supposed to.  She gathered what few things she had brought with her onto the plane and quietly filed off of it. She slipped a pair of sunglasses onto her face,the comforting jingle of her charm bracelet on her wrist chiming into her ear. Minako wondered if he would be there to greet her.  She tried to look through the crowd, searching for her prince. She hated being small sometimes. it kept her from her goal.Finally, she made her way through the small crowd, grinning wide when she saw him.  “Ace!” She rushed her steps forward, reaching for him immeadiately. She heard the camera shutters around them and rolled her eyes behind her glasses.  “Did you miss me?”

[kaito-ace]

The crowd was no surprise to him. Of course there would be paparazzi there to greet her after her tour across Japan. They had barely found time to text each other between his own comeback schedule and her tour schedule, but they sent texts here and there to just remind each other that they still existed.

He, of course, had been able to disguise himself pretty well. He hid his hair underneath a beanie, wore sunglasses and a facemask waiting at the front of the crowd for her plane to land. It shouldn’t take much longer, but he didn’t want to draw attention to himself while he waited.

It didn’t take long before the cameras started flashing and fans started calling out “Minako!” Quickly, he took off the sunglasses and facemask, so she could spot him easily, and she did.

There she was. Smile and all. He couldn’t help but to return it. “Only if you missed me,” he teased with a smirk as he broke away from the crowd and walked towards her. “It’s been a while, princess.” He held out his hand to take hers. “Welcome, home.”

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Who Let the Dogs Out? || Don and Ace

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jikanyahana‌:

He’d smile a bit, shutting the door as Ace came in.

                      “I’m actually glad you came by. I was going to hang out                       with my brother, but he cancelled on me. He’s really not                       happy that he’d had to, but, shit happens.”

He’d move over to the couch, plopping down. He’d crane his neck towards the kitchen. The dogs were probably still in there. He kinda wondered why they hadn’t come at the door bell, but then, food was always a wonderful thing.

“I’m glad I chose a day that you were home then.”

Ace walked towards where Don had motioned to before realizing that it was the kitchen. 

“Perfect!” he grinned as he set the pizza and drinks on the counter. 

It was obvious that he was looking around for something. Specifically the dogs, but he really could find no sign of them. Where were the dogs?

“Is everything okay with your brother, though?”

[kaito-ace]

Munday

Hey guys! It’s been a while, but I still exist. Living in Tokyo gives me little time to be online, but I miss y’all. Anyway, here’s my face in case you forgot what I look like. As you can see on the shirt, still reppin’ Sailor Moon over here. Also, it’s Spring Break, so I’ll be online some more for the next two weeks.