I just want us to be family... you know?

Indie RP blog for Mizuki from the BL game, DRAMATICAL Murder. M!A: none at the moment Credit to broken-ace for making some of the icons that I use! Tracking the mijuicy tag!

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Sometimes he wonders whether people will listen to him when he speaks, and whether they will hear what he has to say.

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"Looks like people are starting to take an interest in Rib again!"

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"... Hey. It's been a while."

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[okay hi I am here]

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dryjuiceofficial replied to your post:dryjuiceofficial replied to your post:broken-ace...

"He’s not supposed to exist anymore."

"... Ah..."

"I suppose so!"

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dryjuiceofficial replied to your post:broken-ace replied to your post:broken-ace liked...

"Don’t. Er. Just ignore him."

"... Ignore him?" A dubious stare.

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[Who wants an RP btw with a shitty Mizuki~]

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broken-ace replied to your post:broken-ace liked your post:"…" "… Is it just...

"No. Go back to bed."

"H-hey! That is me! What the hell?!"

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broken-ace liked your post:"…"

"... Is it just me or is that me?"

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"..."

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[I really need to hang around here more.......]

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Mizuki’s eyes widened when Aoba moved forward, about to tell her to back up when her hand landed on his thigh. Turning a bright red, he sent her a wide-eyed look of panic. Quickly getting to his feet, he knocked her hand off of his lap as he did so. “I’ve— I’ve got to go!” He announced, completely flustered.

Oh god… this was utterly humiliating.

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          ♕ — "…"

The cerulean-crowned woman leaned back onto the couch, staring up at the flustered Mizuki with a bright red face. Why the hell was Mizuki hard?! They were sitting.. and drinking.. and talking— so either he wasn’t really paying attention and was thinking of someone else or.. there was no way that it was actually her fault.. right? No way, Mizuki would never think of her that way. ”..W-Wait.. are you.. okay? W-Why..”

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"S-sorry... It's just - I'm so sorry!" Mizuki stammered out, looking overly embarrassed at his bodily reaction. Letting out a groan, he covered his face with a hand. "I- I'm just going to go. Yeah, I'll see you soon, Aoba!" He exclaimed, a nervous expression on his face.

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[hahahah forgot this blog existed good bye people]

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[bluh... all my muse for Mizuki's out after that one reply. Sorry, but you'll have to wait a little longer to get my replies!]

[mijuicy]

Mizuki’s eyes widened when Aoba moved forward, about to tell her to back up when her hand landed on his thigh. Turning a bright red, he sent her a wide-eyed look of panic. Quickly getting to his feet, he knocked her hand off of his lap as he did so. “I’ve— I’ve got to go!” He announced, completely flustered.

Oh god… this was utterly humiliating.

[cosmocall-azure]

          ♕ — "…"

The cerulean-crowned woman leaned back onto the couch, staring up at the flustered Mizuki with a bright red face. Why the hell was Mizuki hard?! They were sitting.. and drinking.. and talking— so either he wasn’t really paying attention and was thinking of someone else or.. there was no way that it was actually her fault.. right? No way, Mizuki would never think of her that way. ”..W-Wait.. are you.. okay? W-Why..”

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"T-that's none of your business... I'm perfectly fine-- I just... need some time alone," he mumbled, stumbling over his words as he tried to hide his current condition. It was utterly mortifying, knowing that she'd felt him while he was in this kind of state...

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//huffs]

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//huffs]

[I want RPs.]