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Important:

I would like to formally apologize for my absence on this blog, however I will inform you all that I have come to the decision to leave Deux Destins and delete this blog due to personal matters that have made it so that I am unable to RP to my truest potential-- Or at all, for that matter.

Not saying that I won't be back, but it is unlikely.

I would like to formally thank everyone for being so kind to me in the short time that I was active, and it's with my sincerest apologies that I leave.

If you wish to reach me or keep in touch with me, my personal is saruhikoscock.

Thank you for the warm welcome, everyone. Have a good day, and take it easy.

xoxo

-Ali.

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4. What’s your favorite kind of baked good?

"Bread, I think."

5. If you were on a date with your crush, where would you take them for a meal?

"I'd probably take them to that Japanese restaurant that I hear is in town somewhere. I haven't had a chance to do much research on it-- or even check it out myself-- but I tend to lean towards traditional Japanese dishes more than anything else."

"They're generally healthier, and I'd like to keep my figure."

6. If you had to eat something absolutely not edible, what would it be?

"...Why is this even a question on here, it's silly."

"P...aper...maybe?"

7. What do you take for lunch when you’re at school or work?

"I usually make my lunch the night before, generally a bento or something like that. I never get like... instant noodles or stuff like that, though. Too many carbs for my palette, ugh."

"As for a drink, it's usually unsweetened tea. Any kind is fine by me."

8. What do you like to put on toast?

"If I have toast I'll put a small amount of butter on it."

"But it's rare for me to eat toast in the first place, honestly. I can count on one hand how many times I've had it in my life."

#dd mhc #oops hi these are late

#!ooc #Why does my muse have to be a giant dickhead I complain while plotting to ruin enma's life

#replies #hakunetsujizen #!ooc

Oops.

#Okay I'm here #sorry I'm really bad at the whole 'do shit' part of being a mun #I'm easily distracted by my personal #gomen #!ooc

#!ooc #To be deleted #In other news I got on my favorite lets player's livestream call #yay me

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Fetish Friday

Message Anon or Not, asking if their muse has the fetish you message them.

Side Note: Try not to be too offensive alright…? We have new people :P DONT REBLOG IF YOU DONT WANT TO ANSWER ITS THAT SIMPLE!!!

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#!lessons

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#!lessons

#!ooc #To be deleted

3. Do you like chocolate?

"Not particularly, it's too sweet for my tastes."

"I tend to lean towards foods that are more bitter and spicy, honestly."

#!headcanon #dd mhc #though this is already in his headcanons

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Headache || 開通

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At last, the teacher finally introduced himself, and Aomine felt better knowing that he was correct about who the older male was. As he continued leading him to the infirmary, he debated or not if he should bother introducing himself. After all, he didn’t plan on running into this guy any time soon.

“Pleasure to meet you,” he murmured. He didn’t bother saying his own name. As mentioned, he didn’t plan on seeing this guy again. To him, this Orihara Izaya guy just didn’t seem appealing to him. If anything, Aomine had to admit that he had the good looks, but considering that he was annoyed, he didn’t feel like talking until this guy got some medicine.

Stopping in front of the infirmary, Aomine poked his head in and realized that the nurse was not there. No one was there. The infirmary was completely empty. Cursing under his breath, he opened the door for Izaya to step in.

If anything, Aomine was going to have to give him the medicine himself, and he was positive that he would get in big trouble for this.

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Izaya pouted when the other didn't reply to his question of who he was, but shrugged it off with the possiblity of either the other was annoyed (either at him for just latching onto him, or something else; It didn't really matter either way.) or he just had bad manners; Which seemed to be the case a lot of the time with teenagers these days, such a pity really.

Letting the other just lead him, he retreated into silence; Though he did smile a little when the other showed a little bit of proper manners, even if it was just a 'pleasure to meet you'. Whatever, it didn't really matter. If the other ended up refusing to give his name Izaya would always be able to figure it out by either asking around-- Or by far less legal means, if he felt like it.

Smiling to himself, he was surpried when they suddenly came to a stop; Murmuring a soft 'oops' when he was jarred by the hold he held on the other's arm. Barely catching the other's soft curse, he gingerly peeled his hand from his eyes to peek into the dim room; Letting go of the hold he had on the other to slip inside, letting out a soft sigh as he quickly came to the realization that no one was inside.

"Neeee, what kind of nurse just wanders off from their post? So irresponsible~" Izaya pouted again, murmuring now as he made his way over to the bed and laid down with a groan; Snagging the soft pillow and burying his face into the cool material as he curled into himself.

After a moment he peeked over the edge of the pillow at the teen who had helped him-- Though not by choice, obviously. Flipping the pillow away from his face he addressed the other in a quiet voice, so not to disturb the pain in his head more than it already was.

"I don't suppose you know where the nurse keeps the pills for migraines or headaches, hm?"

"Ah... And don't worry about getting in trouble. I'll take responsibility if they raise a fuss-- Seeing as I practically forced you to bring me here." He frowned suddenly, tightening the hold he had on the pillow in his arms. "Besides, they're the one that left without so much as a-!" He mumbled the last part quickly, sounding a bit childish in the fact that he was practically whispering-- Only to cut off near the end of his small rant as another throb of pain cut him off, a whine of both distress and protest leaving him as he buried his face back into his pillow; Kicking his feet childishly, his next words muffled by the pillow.

"Please find it for me? I feel like my skull is splitting in half!"

#!ic #aominedaiikii #take care of me aomine #swoons

Why || 閉店

It started off like any other day since he got to Newstark, honestly.

He had woken up at the crack of dawn, still sleepy from the lack of sleep, and had gotten up to shower and get ready for the up-coming school day. He had actually eaten that morning too for once, his stomach growling at him angrily for having missed dinner the night before-- Having skipped it in favor of finishing grading an essay he had given out as punishment for the chaos his class had started after he left for barely ten minutes to deal with a call from the principal.

The early hours of his day was simple, a couple of classes and then a free block for paperwork-- And then lunch.

It wasn't hard to tell when exactly Izaya had noticed her through the crowd, or why he did when he was busy having a conversation with another teacher. However something went in the back of his mind, and he felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand up in the way they did when danger was close-- Cutting him off mid-sentence as he suddenly frowned to himself, raising a hand to rub at the back of his neck as he suddenly whipped around; Not really caring that much that the teacher he had been speaking to stared at him like he was crazy.

Again, it was something he was used to.

No, he just ignored the teacher as he surveyed the crowd of students milling through the building and laughing with one another until something caught his eye.

A familiar face through a wall of students, only to disappear as the crowd surged slightly-- Closing the gap.

Izaya practically felt the colour drain from his face, only to shake his head a moment later.

There's no way! You're just tired and hallucinating, it's no big deal.

Exceppppttt something in the back of his mind was nagging at him, making him worry despite his efforts to ignore it. Cursing quietly, he raised a hand both in apology and in dismissal as he turned and walked around the wall of students-- Only to freeze when he found himself in front of a familiar young girl.

One of his younger sisters.

Oh no.

"Mairu?! What are you doing here!"