like a promise...

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me: does one draft me: whew ok im out see u guys in another month--

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ircnic ;

sending a faint nod from the full-timer’s directions , clasping sedulously onto the cart; ⁽ ᶜᵃᵘᵗᶤᵒᵘˢˡʸ ᵃᵛᵒᶤᵈᶤᶰᵍ ᵃᶰʸ ᵖˡᵘᵐᵐᵉᵗᶤᶰᵍ ᵇᵒᵒᵏˢ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᵐᵃʸ ᵉˢᶜᵃᵖᵉ ⁾  . ❛ alright , sounds good ! ❜fawn optics shifting over at the other’s cart of books , ⁽ ᶰᵒ ˢᶤᵍᶰ ᵒᶠ ᵃˢᵗᵒᶰᶤˢʰᵐᵉᶰᵗ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᵗʰᵉ ᵒᵗʰᵉʳ’ˢ ᵃᶜᵗᶤᵒᶰˢ ʷᵒᵘˡᵈ ᶠᵃᵈᵉ ᵃᶰʸᵗᶤᵐᵉ ˢᵒᵒᶰ ⁾ .  piviting the books towards the refrence area , he paused to face his intimate .  ❛ — oh , by the way . it looks like you’ve been working hard . we should get a coffee after this , just to chill .❜

          well, that was wildly unexpected.  his shoulders jump into trembling position, but there’s ( never anything to be afraid of!!  why are you always so scared??  you’re just a little lamb wearing sheep’s wool, tryingtryingTRYING to be something you’re not!! )  a small exhale, a wheeze, and his fingers tighten o’er the side of the cart.

           ❝ oh, a - are you..  inviting me??  to c - chill??  ..  ❞   a slight predicament. he looks around, as if there’d be someone else his coworker wanted to invite.

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          plotting call!!  fill the heart for me to shimmy into your IM to get something pre-est going!!  whether it’s friends, enemies, idk man we could even do some romo stuff, depending on the muse!!  ofc, if you had a muse in mind, that’d be even better ♡

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          hey hey!!  it’s tatsu ,  back with a private ,  selective ,  multi - muse oc rp blog!!  if you wanna roleplay with any of my sweet ,  tragic babbies ( currently only the holy trinity’s basic bios are up ) ,  hit that HEART or ,  preferably ,  REBLOG  to spread the word!!  it’d be greatly appreciated and i will provide .. ample love 2 you all<3333

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FIRST THREE IN MY INBOX GET KISSES

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shallowrot:

    ❛   oh my god, you are a blessing.   ❜     madotsuki took the tissue which was offered to her, wrapping her nose as though it had been beaten in and turning her face downward to avoid eye contact with the stranger. allergies had been killing the dreamy girl all week. itchy skin and runny noses were enough to make a person consider the worst case scenario at times. though being caught in the middle of the train station without a handkerchief, she’d had to sacrifice her already bloodied sleeves for the greater good, until the stranger had come to her rescue.     ❛   thank you, thank you. want, like, 75 cents to repay for the use of a single tissue or some shit?   ❜

           ❝  hm.  seeing you use it well is more than enough payment. ..  you can’t exactly buy anything with 75 cents, you know.   ❞   oops.  she presses fingers to her mouth as the unnecessary comment slips out, but her perfect smile maintains.  if anything, her eyes soften, before zeroing in on her sleeves stained with red. her spine crawls with all spider - legs and dust motes as she tilts her head to the side.  her smile falls.

           ❝  ... is that blood?   ❞

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vessuvius:

               ❝ not yet - i … i think i’m going to see if i like going at night better ❞ he mumbles as he rubs at the base of his neck. of course the one day he takes a break from routine he is caught, and to make it even more embarrassing he’s on a mission to the local mini-mart where he planned to get enough packaged pastries to make himself sick. 

                   with a soft laugh linus looks down to his feet, clad in socks with sandals. ❝ but yeah - it’s a nice day - you should’ve texted me … i could’ve ran with you .. or something.  ❞

            ❝  i could come with!  well, no, scratch that.  i’m watching a movie with the sister unit tonight.  i should pick up some snacks or something!!  are you goin’ in that direction, maybe?  ❞   ah, nope, he’s not gonna look down at that fashion disaster happening there; it looks atrocious, but he’s guilty of that too.  it’s comfortable, what can he say??  he laughs softly, a completely different atmosphere compared to physique and piercings, bringing a hand to cover parted mouth.

                 ❝  are you offerin’ to be my running buddy?  ❞

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► BEGIN ROUTE: YUUZAN

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           Seeing nicely kept gardens and healthy flowers always brought a small smile to his face, indulging his sight by the varying colors, stopping to observe them for a time longer. His brother would have told him he was wasting his time, but he wouldn’t have minded, understanding the differences between the way they carried themselves. Which was why, when someone slowed down slightly beside him – probably because he was blocking the way – he looked up to smile at them. “I make a habit of stopping to smell the roses whenever I can. How about you?”

     What will you do? Possibly      ► Tell him you don’t usually.      ► Tell him you do.      ► Tell him you don’t believe in that philosophy.

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            eh??? are they talking to him??? what’s this supermodel smile directed towards him???  he’s so confused,  he’s sure his face might look impassive ,  almost irritated ,  as he purses his lips in thought of the question.  unfortunately afflicted with the terrors of spring allergies  ( but he’s lucky!!  it’s only mild and he only has permanent sniffles ),  he only shakes his head,  with the slightest of pouts, calloused fingers fidgeting with the strap of the backpack slung o’er broad shoulders.

            ❛  i guess i wish i could..  it’d be nice not to sneeze whenever i do.  ❜

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“do i look like a pillow to you?”

CUTE CUDDLE THINGS

          ❛   yes.  now, isn’t that wild?  i didn’t know pillows could talk.   ❜   well, she means well, despite the frigidity of her flippant words;  thin, rosy lips curl into a slight smile as hair that smells of sunshine and wildflowers spills over the shoulder she’s borrowing.  he might not be the most comfortable (a victor’s throne occupied by none other than her older brother),  but he will do.  he’s not someone put - off by her sudden flip in personality, and just for that, she’s comfortable and isn’t that comfort hard to come by?

           ❛   you’d waste less energy by accepting the fact that i will now be napping on you.  ❜

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[Lane; Gil] “jesus fucking christ.”

3 WORD STARTERS.

           ❛  hey, now.  no need for that kind of language here, isn’t this whole mess your fault?  i still don’t know what you’re up to now.   ❜    it’s a kind of usual that gets him much less upset and more exasperated.  yeah, his heart isn’t racing out of worry anymore, thank god.  anything more and he might get a heart attack one day for real.

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lucky ☆ star ask meme;

episode one: ↪ the girl who dashes off.

❝ Wow _____, you’re so good at sports. Why don’t you join a team? ❞   ❝ Because if I joined a team, I’d miss out on all the prime-time anime. ❞   ❝ So, which end of this thing is the head? ❞   ❝ Doesn’t it look like a seashell? ❞   ❝ It figures you’d know that. You’re so smart. ❞   ❝ How do I eat a creampuff? ❞   ❝ and that’s why you should eat your favourite part first. ❞   ❝ I hate how you’re always left with an empty cone by the end of it. ❞   ❝ A push and shove thing? ❞   ❝ You know Mayo is pretty much good with any dish. ❞   ❝ I call that the relative bowl. ❞   ❝ and then it gets later and later and no one eats it. It starts getting all dry and stale and not looking so tasty and no one really wants to eat it, but they don’t want to say anything. Then the waiter comes over to take the plate and you’re like ‘whoa hey man we’re still eating that!’ ❞   ❝ Oh that’s such a waste. ❞   ❝ I feel sorry for it … ❞   ❝ I guess I’ll do that from now on. ❞   ❝ Such a bad boy. ❞   ❝ What’s with all the kidnappings lately? ❞   ❝ I mean, all these boys imprisoning young girls and forcing them to call them master and stuff, it’s sick. ❞   ❝ The master and slave thing is a pretty common scenario you know. ❞   ❝ Oh yeah, like you’d know all about that! ❞   ❝ Wait, how do you know about erotic game scenarios?! ❞   ❝ Don’t you have any faults? ❞   ❝ I sometimes cut my finger using the veggie slicer. ❞   ❝ Sometimes I’ll trip on my feet and fall down … ❞   ❝ Or, a corner of my tote will get caught on the train’s door. ❞   ❝ Those aren’t faults! People call those moe points! ❞   ❝ Clumsy is sexy. ❞   ❝ How come you wear glasses? ❞   ❝ I’m afraid of …! Contact lenses! ❞   ❝ Damn, she’s a natural airhead! A total cutie pie! ❞  ❝ That must have hurt …. ❞   ❝ I thought the flu was the deluxe version of the cold, are you saying that colds and flus are two different things? ❞   ❝ You didn’t disagree with me when I said I was stupid, did you? ❞   ❝ ____ sure is cute while she’s sleeping. ❞   ❝ How did you get into my room, get the hell out! ❞   ❝ I thought the only thing she cared about was games and anime … ❞   ❝ I took some medicine so my fever is down .❞   ❝ Wow! You brought me flowers and fruit, you shouldn’t have. ❞   ❝ Is this girl a saint or something?! ❞  ❝ I spent the whole day sleeping, can you believe it? ❞  ❝ I’m still short. ❞   ❝ How dare you look happier than the rest of us, damn you! ❞   ❝ Unlike you I have friends, are you trying to pick a fight? ❞   ❝ Wait you’re talking about a game, ❞   ❝ How do you get cooped up in a game? ❞   ❝ Hey, I was just doing what any other skilled martial artist would have done, you know? ❞ ❝ We don’t karaoke enough. ❞

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three word starters pt. 2

“don’t you dare.”

“look at me.”

“just forget it.”

“i’m not mad.”

“you’re being mean.”

“what a mess.”

“you are perfect.”

“jesus fucking christ.”

“you’ll be okay.”

“take a seat.”

“don’t let go.”

“oh my god.”

“you’re the worst.”

“you’re my favorite.”

“i ruined everything.”

“you ruined everything.”

“just trust me.”

“i’m not drunk.”

“i feel lost.”

“i’m so alone.”

“you’re not alone.”

“hold onto me.”

“just come here.”

“stay the night.”

“please just go.”

“please don’t go.”

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ircnic:

prudent didgts flip through books left unplaced , any sign worn or tears were graced upon them . he’s there, he could hear the footsteps from the full-timer, one much … much younger than him ⁽ ᵃ ᵍʳᵉᵃᵗ ᵃᶜᶜᵒᵐᵖˡᶤᶜᵉ ᶰᵉᵛᵉʳᵗʰᵉˡᵉˢˢ ⁾. shifting a glance at the carts of triteases , he gave a helping hand . giving the other a heartfelt grin ⁽ ʰᵉ ᵏᶰᵉʷ ʰᵒʷ ʰᵃʳᵈ ᵗᵒ ᵖᵘˢʰ ᵗʰᵒˢᵉ ᶜᵃʳᵗˢ ʷᵉʳᵉ ˒ ʷʰᵃᵗ ᵃ ᵍʳᵉᵃᵗ ᵍᵘʸ ᵎ⁾ . 

❛  — yeah, i’ll help , issac . where to ? ❜

          oh, when people smile so brightly at him, he doesn’t know what to do!  he quickly turns to the books, as if reading a label, a quick, but paper-thin excuse. turning back slowly, pale digit points at the cart closest to his temporary companion, mumbling under a soft, but sweet breath,   ❝  t - this one .. . it goes to .. the r - reference section ... m - most of .. t - them start with N .  s - should be ... in order ,  already ...   ❞

          then ,  with a flutter of shy lashes, he hastily amends,   ❝  i - i’ve got the other cart ... s - so you don’t .. have to w - worry ..   ❞

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“we should cuddle… for warmth.” to the lovely gil ofc. uvu

CUTE CUDDLE THINGS

            he’s not stupid.  cuddling for warmth?  it’s not like the a/c is blasting, and he’s muscular enough to keep himself warm, for god’s sake!!  but just hearing the excuse itself makes cheeks flush rose petals as he fidgets slightly, before quickly scooting closer to the other male, pressing their sides together as sharp, storm-blue hues keep staring at calloused hands neatly nestled in his lap.  ❝  so.. how do you...wanna cuddle..?   ❞

            his heart is leaping out of his throat, and veins pulsate softly with the sheer pressure of its pumping  (  he’s smells like the sea and sunshine and now, you don’t know really what to do, but you know what to do. just a little too afraid to touch something holy, right??  )   before leaning his head against the junction of kaito’s shoulder and neck, carefully intertwining their fingers together.

            ❝  .. i don’t think i could fit between your legs..  i - if that’s what you wanted.   ❞

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cinderella-esque:

HE’S LOOKING IN ALL OF the wrong places. Yukako watches him with pure confusion as his eyes go from one place to another, all of the WRONG places if she may add… It’s only when she notices his hands shaking does she pick up the book he dropped and hold it towards him. ❝ Excuse me. You dropped this. ❞

          (  it was right there!!  of all places!!  are you blind?? oh, you’re so dumb!!  how could you not have seen it??  )   he’s profusely sweating, hands drawn close to his chest as though attempting to shrink out of existence.  she’s probably angry at him, and he can hardly get the words out of his throat——  (  you’ve practiced for so long, and yet you can’t even say something as simple as that??  )   he might as well cry. 

            ❝  t - t - tha...nk .. y - y.. ss... ???   ❞   

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nakaula:

「 ✗ 」 Lane brushed the dirt off his clothes as he glanced up at the stranger, blinking in response to the ( in his mind ) unwarranted concern. To be fair, this guy had apparently just watched him jump out of a tree, but he’d done the fancy tuck-and-roll thing to avoid getting hurt. “I’m fine,” he assured. “I was just getting this, see?” He held up the pouch in his hand. The stones inside it shifted, and maybe it’d been his fault for tossing it around in the first place, but judging by how casual he was about the situation, it probably happened often–he didn’t manage to catch the bag and it got stuck somewhere. After a moment’s pause, he asked, “Wanna see me do it again?”

          was this guy serious?? was he really serious??  in slight panic, his eyebrows knit in a slightly-angry, mostly-worried expression as he feels his own temperature rise. to jump out of a tree? is he insane?? should i run?? what’s going on?? he’s so nonchalant!!  he’s really not even sure how to react to the reasoning, and even the follow-up question. it’s a little too overwhelming for a guy used to routine (and the most he ever changes it up probably revolves around someone who’s not even him).

           ❝  no!!  what if you hurt yourself??  just ‘cause you can do it a couple times fine doesn’t mean you can always do it???????  ❞

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          ( ah, he’s there again. )  it’s the lot two blocks away from the library that he passes almost everyday on his way to his job. feet instinctively slow down as he stops to watch... ( it’s almost like magic! you wonder when he’ll disappear again, but you never really ask, do you? look at those people watching him, talking to him. you’ll never be able to do that, coward. )  

          really, he’s fine with gazing at this distance. 

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