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An independent, selective, roleplay blog for Aoba Seragaki of DRAMAtical Murder. Will contain nsfw content at times. Multiverse | Singleship | Not spoiler free! Tracking pertraho

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nomadicpsyche replied to your post:nomadicpsyche replied to your post: [I also like...

[IIt always brings me a smile to hear that, thank you kindly.Sometimes taking a break helps, sometimes it doesn’t. But space is a good thing. Sometimes trying to push through with no inspiration makes it worse, I think.]

Well, I'm glad to hear it, you deserve it. But yes, I do agree with you on that. Sometimes just taking the time to just step back without stressing yourself out over a certain muse can work wonders and maybe that is what I need. Because, I'll admit, I do constantly stress a bit when I spend a day on my other muse and realize, "Shit, I haven't logged onto Aoba today! My followers are gonna get annoyed." It's just so hard when you feel the pressure of wanting to keep your muse up, but knowing you don't have the motivation for it.

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Just like that, Mizuki’s practically /grinning/. “Hahaha! Your face-!!” the Ribster exclaims, his mere laughs turning into a roar of laughter as he lifts himself up and over the bar counter. Aoba clearly has revenge in mind! “It’s just whip cream~!!”

{♬} » — Immediately after the initial shock begins to abate, he can feel the flush of embarrassment make itself present. A disapproving frown pulls at the corners of thin lips, gaze set on hysterical figure of his longtime friend. Aoba opens his mouth to speak, but instead closes it, one hand working on wiping away the remaining whipped cream while the other raises to hold up five fingers.

"I'm giving you a five second head start, at which point I'm not holding back if I catch you," he warns, setting his bag down on the floor on the process. "You might want to start running, buddy."

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nomadicpsyche replied to your post:

[I also like your Aoba lots. But sometimes a small break does work. Take the time you need if so! ]

This means a whole lot, especially because I've silently admired your Ren for a long time tbh!! But yeah, I'm wondering if maybe a small break might be the direction to go in at this point. Because I feel like I'm beating my head against a wall here.

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aerosolise replied to your post:aerosolise replied to your post: { lays on. ♡♡♡♡...

{ i say take it easy and do what you’ve got to do for /you/, and take it on when you can. <333 whatever the case, i wish you luck, bb!!! }

Honestly, if I take it easy, I'm afraid I'm going to lose him entirely. But at the same time, if I try to force him, it's only going to make matters worse. I'm stuck between a rock and a hard place and I just want to toss my laptop. Half the problem for me is that there's not much on Aoba that I can't do over on my Fran blog. They're both smart mouthed little shitheads, I just feel so much more comfortable over in the KHR community. I love being able to scroll through my dashboard and not see a million duplicates of my muse, I don't feel so out of place or self conscious there and it's great. And that's why it makes me all the more anxious to hop on here, but at the same time, I don't want to give up Aoba either. I just ghjklkhgfghjk. My self confidence sucks so much.

But thank you again, bae. Even if I'm not on here, you can always bother me on skype, either way. ;v; <3

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aerosolise replied to your post:

{ lays on. ♡♡♡♡ if it’s any comfort, you’re still one of my favorite aobas ever. }

hugs a lot.  Thank you, Nikki. I appreciate it, I really do. I'm just so stuck in a rut with Aoba lately and I honestly have no clue how to remedy it lately. I'm just failing to find the point in trying recently and I feel so rundown when I try to force it.

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So, it's no secret that my activity on this blog has completely plummeted lately and I do apologize for that, but I suppose I should provide a bit of explanation for that. My muse confidence isn't at what it used to be at this point. It feels like every time I log into here, there's another new Aoba blog somewhere and I understand it's going to happen with a popular fandom and a small cast, particularly with the anime and all that jazz. And I know that everyone says 'Oh, but everyone plays them differently!' and yeah, that's fine and great and all, but it doesn't change the fact that it hits my muse. Hard. You start to feel lost in a crowd and I'm beginning to feel like I did when I deleted my old Aoba blog. 

It also doesn't help that since making my KHR roleplay blog, Fran has completely overshadowed my Aoba muse recently and it's felt so effortless getting acquainted with the other muns in the KHR community, too. It feels like effort just logging into here the last week or so and I'm trying to fix that, but, I'm not really sure how at this point?? I'm not looking for sympathy or pity or anything, I'm just frustrated. Maybe a hiatus is in order? I don't know, I guess I'll have to wait it out for a bit and see.

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The man of the hour has finally arrived! Mizuki's already set, whip cream container shaken to full shaking-capacity, ready to be used. Camera stuck in the corner of the bar, he grins, filling his palm with the whip cream as the door creaked open, out of view. "Slap cam!" he whispers, slipping past the counter as he spotted his friend. "Yo, Aoba!" he gives a cheery greeting, free hand extending only to raise his other one--and lightly slap the male with his whip cream filled hand.

{♬} » — It hadn't been anything out of the ordinary when the impromptu invitation from his best friend had been delivered, asking if he'd be willing to swing by the shop following the end of his shift. The Black Needle was on his way home, anyway, so it wasn't as if it posed as an inconvenience to him. Besides, with how busy work had been keeping him lately, seeing Mizuki would make for a refreshing change of pace from what had become the norm the last week or so.

What he hadn't anticipated was that this message was all but the first step of an elaborate plot against him. So, of course, he foolishly entered the shop, not expecting anything out of the ordinary. There's that same laid back, casual grin on his face, the call of, "Hey, Mizuki!" to signal his arrival. And yet it seemed almost as if the other had been waiting for him.

Well, he had mentioned what time he would get off at, but--

All thoughts are cut short in their stride before a cobalt brow can even so much as raise, finding himself coming face first with a mound of whipped cream. There's a sputtering sound, one hand rising to briskly wipe away some of the mess while unimpressed amber visage settles on the clearly entertained tattoo artist.

"Mizuki, what the fuck--?! Get back here!!"

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Back by special request, Yunie has arrived on scene!!

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Dark blue oculars continued watching his master, and closed in response to the affectionate gesture given. The subconscious movement of the AllMate’s tail shows his contentment with the attention given, swaying lazily from side to side as his head rests against his owner’s. 

"I feel calmer being able to monitor your health, Aoba. Again, an apology is not necessary."

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{♬} » — Even after he pulls back just enough to get a proper look at his fluffy companion, the smile remains present on Aoba's face. He readjusts his hold on the pup, one hand holding him close to his owner's chest while the other hand reached out to ruffle midnight fur atop his head. No matter how busy or stressed out things became, it was moments such as these that time was always made for. And it's with a halfhearted roll of his eyes that he gazes down at the AllMate, some semblance of a smirk emerging on his lips.

"You worry too much about me, Ren. That seems to be something you and Koujaku have in common, huh? But y'know, women love men who are attentive like that--maybe that's why Clara likes you so much, haha!"

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Small paws dangle as he is brought up, his focus solely on the one holding him. It’s good to see Aoba smiling, but Ren could still perceive the readings his Master was putting out as something to monitor.

"I was only on stand-by, Aoba. No apologies are necessary."

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{♬} » — He emits a small laugh, gently bringing the other's forehead to rest against his own while eyes fall closed. It was something the scrap wielder could never quite put into words, but, somehow having Ren near him like this always managed to put him at ease.

"Even so, I'm sorry if I made you worry. I thought you were in sleep mode, guess I got careless for a minute there."

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Some shuffling occurred inside the light blue bag. There is a lot of rummaging going on in its confines before A small AllMate pops his head out to peek at his master. 

"You appear dehydrated, Aoba."

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{♬} » — It's the sound of objects being shifted around that rouses the blunet's attention, topaz visage reflecting his confusion before his all too familiar companion emerges from the confines of his bag. Even in his present state, Aoba can't help the soft smile, reaching down to pick up the AllMate.

"Heh...I guess that'd definitely explain it, huh? I'm sorry, Ren, did I wake you?"

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{♬} » — "Nothing like having to go run errands the first five minutes after you roll out of bed. I'm already exhausted and feeling sick to my stomach and the day's barely begun. Fuck."

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Okay, no time like the present to make a post that my activity might be a little spotty this weekend. My younger brother’s in the marines and he’s coming home tomorrow for the first time since the very beginning of March for a couple of days. It likely won’t be much of a difference, since the two of us don’t get along much, but I figured I’d issue the heads up regardless! And if I’m not on here, you’re free to contact me via my skype!

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{♬} » — Hey, you can laugh.                Hey, you can cry.                Hey, you can get angry.                You can love me.

                                                      Hey, you can kiss me.                                                       Hey, you can hold me.                                                       Hey, you can make me your's only.

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"I am being 200% serious." Koujaku laughed, squeezing the boy. "But, if you want, you know you can! Besides, it’s supposed to be cold tonight, and you know my window doesn’t have shutters."

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{♬} » — "You're an idiot," Aoba laughs in return, playful eyes rolling before turning to glance up at the older man. The latter statement prompts him to stick out his tongue for a brief moment. "Oh, so you only like me for my body heat, is that it? Well...I guess it has been a while since I last spent the night over here."

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"You’re wonderful." Koujaku pulls away from the other, kissing him lightly on the lips.  "If it’s any consolation, I thought you had stayed at home for the last few nights. The sheets smell like you now. That must have made it easier to fall asleep."

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{♬} » — "You're exaggerating."

And there's that embarrassed blush creeping to his cheeks, barely having a chance to reciprocate the kiss.

"Wait, are you actually dumb enough that you didn't notice the other side of the bed was empty, you damn hippo? I think all the hair products are finally going to your brain. But...I could stay tonight if you want me to."