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@lilopls-blog1
t,u, n, a
T: DOES YOUR MUSE BELIEVE IN TRUE LOVE?
She sure does!
U: HAS YOUR MUSE HAD THEIR HEART BROKEN?
[answered] Yes, though not by a relationship.
N: WHAT IS YOUR MUSE LIKE IN BED?
[answered] Stop, she’s my CHILD.
A: HOW DOES YOUR MUSE SHOW AFFECTION?
[answered] Overexcited hugs, reminding people how much she loves them, laying her head on their shoulders, playfully poking/smacking them… normal ways, I suppose.
O H A N (A)
O: DOES YOUR MUSE HAVE A WAY WITH WORDS?
Typically, no. She just rambles and spits out the first things to come to mind.
H: IS YOUR MUSE QUICK OR SLOW TO GIVE THEIR HEART AWAY?
More quick than slow. She’s guarded, but, like… poorly.
A: HOW DOES YOUR MUSE SHOW AFFECTION?
Overexcited hugs, reminding people how much she loves them, laying her head on their shoulders, playfully poking/smacking them… normal ways, I suppose.
N: WHAT IS YOUR MUSE LIKE IN BED?
Stop, she’s my CHILD.
s, u, r, f
S: DID YOUR MUSE HAVE A CHILDHOOD SWEETHEART?
Nah. Her romantic past starts and ends with a first kiss.
U: HAS YOUR MUSE HAD THEIR HEART BROKEN?
Yes, though not by a relationship.
R: IS YOUR MUSE A ROMANTIC OR A CYNIC?
Neither. Closer to a romantic.
F: IS YOUR MUSE GOOD AT FLIRTING? HOW DO THEY FLIRT?
She lacks practice, but, no. I imagine there would be a lot of awkward hair play and “cute” laughter that sounds more creepy.
As much as Olivia would like to keep working, she has to eat. She can’t be a hypocrite after all, she knows she’d be telling anyone else they should eat and take care of themselves instead of just wallowing in worry. It’s just…harder when it happens to be her, apparently.
So, Olivia finds herself at the Fiddler, Fifer, & Practical Cafe at the University. At least there, she can pick something up quickly. And maybe a bit of socialization will make her feel better. At least for a little bit.
It was about time Lilo try to make some more friends. She’d put herself in a bit of a bubble for awhile there, kept to herself because she was tired of rejection. But she wasn’t in high school anymore, and just because a group of girls thought they were better than her and her quirky ways, didn’t mean that everyone would. She’d seen that she could make real friends, as she’d gotten older she’d built some solid connections, and on this particular day, she felt ready to pop that bubble and be the outgoing Lilo she was meant to be.
Entering the room, she took a quick sweep before her eyes landed on Olivia. She looked friendly enough, and about her age. So, before she could talk herself down, she squared her shoulders and marched right over. “Want some company?” She offered. The worst the girl could do was say no, right?
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lilmichaeldarlin·:
“I have, promise,” Michael nodded. His own gaze softening as the anger faded from the other’s eyes. “Yeah, I understand… Well, I don’t really but,” he floundered for the right words, not wanting to make it any worse. “It’s okay to miss them.”
“I know,” she said, and she did. “But it doesn’t matter.” She felt bad for burdening him with this. He didn’t know her well enough to want to stand and listen to her problems. Especially after she’d just yelled at him. “Missing people doesn’t bring them back.”
im-boo-kitty:
Boo: Really important question here.
Boo: How do you tell your slightly homophobic parents that you may have a crush on a girl?
Boo: Asking for a friend
Lilo: You tell them and if they are jerks about it, you move in with me. Lilo: Or were you really asking for a friend? Lilo: They could probably stay here too.
megegan·:
it was a relief to megara that the teenager didn’t take that long. especially since she didn’t want to spend anymore time at the bar than she needed to. her head tilted as she reappeared and she shrugged,“ no problem.” though what came next was something that megara was not expecting. her eye brows arched up and a look of surprise appeared,“ so first you burst here when we are closed and now you want to comment on the cleanliness of the bathrooms?” there was an amused look in megara’s eyes,“ i knew about that, i’ll make my fellow bar tender clean that.”
When she put it like that, it was kind of rude. Lilo didn’t see it like that, though. She saw it more like she was helping out. What if a health inspector happened to drop in on random? She shrugged. “I thought you should know.” Nodding, she started towards the door, her tone joking. “I won’t really be allowed to use them again for a few years, so you have plenty of time to clean them before I return.” She placed her hand on the handle, then turned to look at Meg. “Thank you, again! I owe you one.”
jenfoxworth·:
jenny had to force herself to look up from her hands. it took her by surprise when she realized it was lilo. she only knew of her because she was stitch’s sister and stitch was one of ollie’s friends. she nodded in relief, taking a breath,“ right,” she paused,“ they do have a lot of good choices for milkshakes.” she was reaching for the other menu that was on the table and she nodded,“ i think the same thing but she just prattled about how i’m such a nice girl but i like to think it’s okay to just focus on school and friends.”
“Hardest decision of my life,” Lilo nodded, dead serious. That was an exaggeration, of course. She’d had to choose a college major just a few months ago. But she had a flare for dramatics, and in this moment, it seemed to be the hardest thing she’d ever done. “It is. Dating is only fun if you want to be dating.” Of course, that was only an assumption. She had absolutely no experience in that area. “If you’d rather be single, what’s the point?”
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scarlet; describe your current crush/es.
“Well, first of all, it’s a girl. She’s really sweet, and charming. Plus, she’s so nice to me. She’s always open to doing anything, and I love it when she smiles. It lights up her whole face. It makes me want to squeal! Sorry, I could talk about her for like 5 hours.”
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s n a p c h a t → open
lovelyladydarling:
littleladybug: BIG yes.
littleladybug: i need more self-care tips…lay ‘em on me.
lilopelekai: bubble baths, coconut oil for skin/hair, stay hydrated ilopelekai: and spend as much time in the ocean as you possibly can!! lilopelekai: but that’s more for your mental state
nomxsicmiguel:
When Lilo didn’t try to scoot farther away from him after he took a seat besides her, Miguel decided to take that as a sign that he was allowed to stay there. In fact, all she did was turn to stare at him. Silently. He was tempted to do the same to her, but figured that it was best to keep his own gaze focused on the bedroom before them. He didn’t want to make Lilo feel anymore worse than she already was, nor did he want to make this anymore awkward between them either. Besides, if he were in Lilo’s position Miguel knew for a fact that he wouldn’t want her staring at him if he looked the way she did so now. Not that there was anything wrong with the way she looked at the moment. He was not here to judge her and gosh darn it was he not about to start doing so now. And so he made sure to keep his gaze straight. “That may be so.” He remarked, not a bit surprised by her response. Of course she would think that; who wouldn’t? No one in their right mind would dream of wanting to burden another with their own personal issues — be it a family member that they didn’t want to bring this up to or a friend who they fear would think of them differently if they did — and so it always seemed like the best possible action was to keep these feelings to yourself and yourself alone. Now that was something that Miguel could completely understand. He couldn’t understand it for the exact reasons that Lilo was doing it, but he would be fooling himself if he didn’t admit that there were things he could never tell his own familia about in fear of what they would think or how they’ll react to it. There were even some things that Coco didn’t know about. Some that Ella didn’t know, and Miguel would normally tell just about anything to her. He got it. He really did. And yet despite understanding that, he still stand by what he just said. “It doesn’t make you feel any more happier, though, does it?” Miguel’s brown hues moved away from before him and shifted so that he could now see through the corner of his eyes. She was staring back onto her lap again. His gaze dropped. Miguel wasn’t saying this to force Lilo into opening up to him. If she didn’t want to do so, it’s fine, but she should try and confined in someone about this. Nani? Stitch? Anyone! It would help her in the long run, really, it would. “De nada.” He replied, barely hearing her when she had thanked him but was able to grasp it faintly. He didn’t say anything else after that, leaving the ball within her court for whatever else Lilo wanted to say, if she wanted to say anything else. Seemed like she did. The curve of his mouth twitched when she corrected herself from apologizing but Miguel help himself from reacting in any other way until she finished what she had to say. And when she did, he only shook his head. “If this is your way of telling me to leave, just say it and I’ll be out the door. Pero if you’re thinking that I want to leave? Lo siento pero no lo siento, Lilo — I’m not going anywhere.” He took the chance to reach over and place a comforting hand against her shoulder. “Even if you scream at me again, I’m still gonna stay.”
She nodded, no words coming out. It may be. It was hard to know. She did realize that holding everything in was what caused her to erupt. Emotions worked scarily similar to volcanoes in her experience, and if she never stopped letting them simmer, they would never stop overflowing with force at once. Discussing them in moments that were right to do so could make life a little bit easier. But realizing that and making an effort to change it were two different things, and at the moment she wasn’t concerned with it, she was only concerned with potentially losing another person, this time completely her own doing. She focused on her fingernails, picking at her thumb while she waited for him to respond, afraid of what he might say. As soon as he spoke, her eyes shot to him, shaking her head. “I don’t want you to leave,” she said quickly, afraid she’d given the wrong impression. It seemed like the best idea at first, it seemed like the safest option, but she didn’t want to be alone --- more than that, she didn’t want to mess up a chance to spend time with him over something that had just gotten blown out of proportion. Now it seemed silly. She’d calmed down enough to realize that nothing had happened, her picture was still okay, it was just a picture, an inanimate object, and she wasn’t a freak for missing the people that had passed away years ago. She couldn’t shake the sadness, but Lilo was no longer in danger of bursting into tears, at least. Calm was an overstatement. But she was calmer. When he touched her shoulder, she relaxed a little more, releasing a breath she didn’t know she’d been holding. Pulled back to present time and reality, her fears and insecurities no longer the driving force in her mind. She’d known Miguel long enough to know he wouldn’t give up on her after one outburst. She should’ve remembered that. Under the unusual circumstances that had led them to being friends, and him sticking around this long, she should’ve trusted his intentions were good. He wasn’t going to bail after one incident. Real friends didn’t do that. She locked his gaze, a smile tugging at her lips. It was a tiny one. But it was still a smile. “You can scream back,” she offered, brushing a few stray tears with the back of her hand. “With me and Stitch living here, the neighbors are probably used to the noise.”
“She doesn’t do anything in halves So when she says she loves you Believe me she does with everything in her”
— sweatersandlazydays (via janesln)
@spacestitch
most annoying thing(s) your sisters do?
“Do not get me started. For one, one of them, I still haven’t figured it out who, but someone keeps leaving hair in the sink and in one of the showers. Two, Lilo always orders pizza with pineapple when she knows it’s disgusting. And then Nani always tries to hide my keys away whenever she thinks she tries to ‘punish’ me.
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saddest moment?
“Seeing Lilo all curled up around herself while backed up against a wall because of how distraught she felt over remembering the loss of her familia was pretty heartbreaking to see. Especially when knowing that I was the cause of her reacting that way.”
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