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o.o.c: tfw no starters lmao

i wish people would interact with me im sort of cool pls believe me

#;o.o.c

o.o.c: nat is kill

rip natatat

she memed as she died

#where were you when nat was kill

#;o.o.c #;rip

[貴重な]:

{ NATALIE }:

[🌟] The sound of their heartbeat, somehow or another, was comforting to her. It was strange for her to be near them, or to be affectionate– though, was it really? She did love them, after all; showing it was another thing entirely, though.

“It’s alright. I’ll get over it– though sticky skin is kinda gross.”

[🌟] Kind of was an understatement; it was extremely gross. Not like she minded, though, considering she liked being near them.

It’s still adorable to them, though. Everything she does is in some shape or form CUTE.

Having her be this openly affectionate is new, though, and they just respond by patting her head, letting out a small laugh.

“You can take a shower if you want to, you know. No one is keeping you in sweaty clothes.”

[🌟] It wasn’t that she didn’t see a need to take a shower-- they were clearly in the right with saying that she was sweaty; was it that noticeable? Though, she was too comfortable laying against them, her hands only further grappling at them.

“I would, but I’m lazy. Can’t we take a bath or something?”

[🌟] We. It was a new concept for her, after being alone for god knew how long; enjoyable, nonetheless.

#;i.c #satanxsm #;precious memories

[貴重な]:

{ NATALIE }:

[🌟] Arms embrace them, fingers fervently grasping at their bare skin, face buried against their side. The heat caused her skin to stick against their own, body wrapping around them much like a koala would.

“It’s really hot…”

[🌟] Possibly hotter than usual due to the fact that she refused to peel herself away from them, though that was her own fault; she was always quite clingy.

It’s a bit amusing to them, her reaction to heat, but they shake their head, gently patting her back, kissing the crown of her head – how ADORABLE.

“Is it, now? I’m sorry, it’s usually this kind of weather.”

They obviously don’t feel SORRY in the least, but they’ll feign it. She can’t see their smiling face, after all – it’s rare that she gets this close to them.

[🌟] The sound of their heartbeat, somehow or another, was comforting to her. It was strange for her to be near them, or to be affectionate-- though, was it really? She did love them, after all; showing it was another thing entirely, though.

“It’s alright. I’ll get over it-- though sticky skin is kinda gross.”

[🌟] Kind of was an understatement; it was extremely gross. Not like she minded, though, considering she liked being near them.

#;i.c #satanxsm #;precious memories

mxmorial

{ The girl was caught up within her own head, that was, until he snapped her back into reality. She blinked, only catching “I don’t think my sister is home yet”– that was enough information to deduce that they were nearly there. }

“Oh, cool.”

{ Although she was a tad embarrassed about spacing out, at least she came back in time to hear the last bit of what he said. }

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“yea, i don’t think she’ll be home till tomorrow either. so we have the house to ourselves i guess.” He shrugged

he could tell she seemed a bit dazed and couldn’t help but feel a bit that way himself by association. the day was not long and hard by any means but still a tired feeling swept over him and he gave out a yawn.

mxmorial

{ His yawn was nearly mimicked by her own, one hand raising to rub at lazily drooping hues. At this rate, she could fall asleep walking, if given the chance. }

“That’s nice. I kinda prefer it that way, honestly.”

{ Though it sounded a tad awkward, she meant well. She just… Didn’t do well with siblings– especially sisters. }

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“yea momo can be a bit of a handful sometimes” he comments offhandedly as they turn onto his own street. he gave out a sigh at the sight of his house just down the road.

he really was glad to be heading home surprisingly. as they walked he curious found himself asking

“Do you have any siblings?”

mxmorial

[🌟] Hands place themselves within her pockets, her eyes dragging themselves along the ground as a way of distracting herself-- her thoughts were running rampant, dragging her back into that mindset from long ago; if only you had saved her, you could have--

...He was asking her a question. She had to focus.

“Siblings? A-ah, I had one, once. It was... A complicated relationship.”

[🌟] Complicated didn’t even describe what they had. Had.

#;i.c #recoriia #[omg]

[🌟] Arms embrace them, fingers fervently grasping at their bare skin, face buried against their side. The heat caused her skin to stick against their own, body wrapping around them much like a koala would.

“It’s really hot...”

[🌟] Possibly hotter than usual due to the fact that she refused to peel herself away from them, though that was her own fault; she was always quite clingy.

#;i.c #satanxsm

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Touch Meme

Send a symbol to have your Muse touch my Muse in a certain way and see how they react!

➟ Pull on their hair/clothing ➡ Smack dat ass ➢Grope them ➣ Slap their hand away ➤ Punch/Slap/Assault them ➥ Rub their back ➧ Massage their shoulders ➨ Put their hand between mine’s legs ➚Tickle them ➙ Pinch them ➛Poke them ➜ Play with mine’s hair ➝ Feel mine’s heartbeat

#;games

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{ ιη тнε εη∂ εvεяүσηε εη∂s υρ αℓσηε }

#;musings #;nightmares

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i’ve always been prepared to die —— that doesn’t mean i ( want ) to.

#;musings #;nightmares

satanxsm

"...Where WERE you?" [🌟] Someone is clearly not happy-- nor is she taking any of their bullshit excuses, this time. Unacceptable.

“… What do you mean, where was I?”

An awkward laugh, and they just rubbed at their neck. God, they were in for it.

mxmorial

“I mean, where WERE you. You weren’t in The Void, you weren’t anywhere-- you missed my birthday.”

[🌟] She was NOT happy. Fingers dug into the sides of her arms, and she stared downward, eyes boring into the floorboards. If she wasn’t careful, she could probably set herself off-- she didn’t need that right now. That’d just make things worse.

#;i.c #satanxsm

Sneaks into the house, leaves a small cake and a wrapped gift. Quietly proceeds to exit.

[🌟] Clearly, there was something awry. The scent of something sweet hit her nose, and her eyes quietly scanned the living area, only to spot… A box, wrapped with a small bow atop it, and a cake, frosted with care. …Where did those come from? She walks over, noting the tag on the present– Shintaro. So… He had remembered her birthday; how sweet.

“…Thank you, Shin!”