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Persona 5 the Animation | Ann Takamaki
am i the only one who vocalizes to the ost on persona ‘ HOLD UPS ‘ .. ? efrgtrwe ;; i’m a jazzy whitney when i do it ok
𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐊 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 !
For the tough-hearted who wants incredible angst that could fit either a platonic and/or romantic scenarios. Feel free to change the pronouns / sentence structure according to your preferences! TRIGGER WARNING: Mentions of deaths.
i. leaving / left.
“Wait, you’re leaving…?”
“[Name] just told me. You’re gonna leave?”
“…where are you going?”
“I didn’t wanna believe [Name], but you’re really leaving, huh.”
“I don’t understand why you didn’t tell me sooner.”
“I don’t know what to say, do you want me to wish you good luck or something? ‘Cause I hate this. I hate every part of this.”
“I don’t… I don’t want to let you go.”
“Please don’t go.”
“Why can’t you stay?”
“Is it because of me? Am I not enough?”
“Did I do something wrong?”
“You have to let go of me.”
“No, no, just — just one second longer, please. Let me hug you for one more second—”
“No, don’t tell me it’s okay, it’s not okay, you’re leaving me!”
“…will you be gone long?”
“You won’t come back, will you?”
“There’s the train / plane / taxi. I — I gotta go.”
“You’re really not saying goodbye?”
“All you left me was a letter, saying you’re sorry. You’re pathetic.”
“If you love me, please don’t go.”
“I’m really trying not to put my abandonment issues on you, but I’m fucking scared, okay? I’m scared you’ll leave. And you are.”
ii. dying / died.
“Wait, wait, wait, hold on. Hold on. This can’t be real, can it? You can’t be… You can’t be dying.”
“This is some sick joke, right? You’re not really sick. This is some kind of prank? ‘Cause— cause this isn’t funny, [Name], you can’t—”
“No, no, no, I love you, please — please come back.”
“No, please, no. Don’t fall asleep. No, open your eyes, come on, look at me—”
“I wish we had more time.”
“Every day I come in here knowing that one of these days that damn bed will be empty and every time, I feel like screaming and wishing I could tell the universe to take me instead, but they won’t. It’s you. They’re taking you. So tell me how I’m supposed to live with that?”
“You die, I die.”
“I don’t think I can go home knowing I won’t see you around anymore.”
“You’ll be fine. You’ll be okay. You’re just a little cold. Right?”
“I’m sorry I didn’t do much before. I would’ve taken you everywhere. I would’ve loved you right.”
“I wish you could’ve just broken my heart in the normal way. At least you’d be alive.”
“I’m telling the nurse I’m staying by your side tonight. I don’t care if it’s not allowed, I’ll fight them.”
“We’re running out of time.”
“Anything’s better than this. Than you, gone. What am I supposed to do without you, huh?”
“Listen to me, you are the most important person in my life. I’m sorry you’re going through this.”
“I don’t want you to see me like this…”
“If you must die, die knowing your life was my life’s best part.”
“Maybe in another life.”
“The doctors said I don’t have much time left. I - I’m sorry.”
“I just saw you. You were — you were laughing. You can’t be gone.”
iii. separating / separated.
“So, this is it, huh?”
“…for all it’s worth, I loved you. So much.”
“I’m sorry for what I did.”
“You deserve better. You always have.”
“Tell me this isn’t you breaking up with me.”
“I still remember the first time I saw you…”
“Please don’t cry, please, I—”
“C’mon baby, don’t — don’t make this harder than it is.”
“Don’t cry with me, stupid. I thought this was mutual.”
“I can’t believe you’re breaking my heart like this.”
“We had a good run, didn’t we? We really loved each other, right?”
“IT’S OVER, DO YOU HEAR ME?! WE’RE DONE!”
“If you show your face around me the second time, I will kill you.”
“Who would’ve thought we’d ended up here. Hating each other.”
“We were… we were so in love.”
“It’s not even about the other person, it’s us okay? It’s us. We’re a problem.”
“I don’t wanna hurt you. Not more than this. I’m sorry.”
iv. miscommunication.
“You fucking ignored me. You didn’t even tell me why!”
“So now that you’re in deep shit, you suddenly remember me again? How convenient!”
“Fuck you! FUCK YOU! I NEEDED YOU! AND YOU WEREN’T THERE!”
“I don’t know why we stopped talking. I wish you would just tell me.”
“You won’t even look me in the eyes anymore.”
“Did I really hurt you that bad? I didn’t know.”
“You never said anything! Every time you’re angry or sad, you just kept it in!”
“I never knew what you were thinking.”
“I’m so tired of reaching out only to realise I’m grasping on thin air.”
“Why can’t we just talk like we used to?”
“Things were so easy back then.”
“You’re not the same person I knew.”
“…I still care about you, you know.”
“You just left. I didn’t why. I didn’t know what happened.”
“I wish things were different.”
“You’re giving me the cold shoulder again. How typical.”
“You know what you did wrong? You didn’t believe me.”
“I just wanted you to be there. I just wanted to know that I wasn’t alone. And you failed.”
“Look, can we… can we not talk about this now? Please?”
“I’ve been trying to talk to you, but it’s like I’M TALKING TO A BRICK WALL!”
v. betrayal / betrayed.
“I trusted you.”
“You trust me? Honey, that’s your fault.”
“You’re looking at me like I’m your biggest mistake. I already know I am.”
“You fucking manipulated me. You made me believe you.”
“So all those times we spent together? That was, what, for show?”
“I thought… I thought we were friends.”
“I thought we had something special.”
“You were like a brother to me!”
“I never really had anybody before. But then you came. I shouldn’t have known even you would screw me over.”
“SCREW YOU! DON’T EVER SHOW YOUR FACE TO ME AGAIN!”
“You’re not even moving. You’re THAT shocked that I did this to you? You must’ve really trusted me.”
“I — I didn’t want to. But I had to.”
“It wasn’t easy, you know? I… I really liked you.”
“Oh, stop playing victim. You had this coming.”
“You’ve always treated me like shit! And now you’re surprised I would do this to you?!”
“It wasn’t all fake, what we had. You were just not my endgame.”
“I can’t believe I shared my food with you. Turned out, you’re just a scheming scumbag, like the rest of them!”
“It’s my fault. I put my faith in you. They warned me not to.”
“Believe you? Yeah. The last time I did went SO well.”
“I’d rather walk into an ongoing traffic than to trust you again.”
“I let you into my life and you did this…? I should’ve known.”
“Please tell me this isn’t true. You wouldn’t do this to me, would you? Would you?”
vi. misc scenarios.
[Text] I hate you.
[Text] I keep calling you hoping you’d pick up. Or text you, hoping you’d reply. But I know you won’t.
[Text] I’ve still got your stuff. What should I do about it?
[Text] I wish I could say I hate you, but we both know I’m lying.
[Text] I don’t wanna fight, I wanna see you.
[Text] I know we’re not talking, but I miss you.
[Text] Dumbass. I’ve always loved you. Leaving you was the hardest thing I ever did.
[Text] I wish it didn’t end the way it did.
[Text] I’ll always have your back. Even after everything, okay? Always.
hi hello i am being bombarded with persona feels violently in the night. playing simultaneously with a fran & i just really love akira, okay? i love the entire cast unconditionally tbh. pls nourish me with p5 vibes, k thx.
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@trickira thank u for always sending in 2 , it makes me happy. u v u
hug prompt : a hug where ur muse uses mine as a pillow … o-or smth like that
no longer accepting !!
p a r t i c l e s a-drift & air-borne s h o n e like g a l a x i e s from the light casted upon them from overhead b u l b s ( which were p o w d e r e d to the brim with d u s t ) ; a hand : manicured with red nails on the slender palette of pale & pretty fingers - d r i f t e d skywards , as if to provoke a touch towards these bodies of ❛ jewels ❜ , but they c o a s t e d through the spaces of her fingers ; whirlpooling away from her fruitless snatch.
accompanied with a feminine drawl of a s i g h , said hand d r o p p e d with disinterest , slugging a WHOLE arm in plopping overlap against the black-fabriced chest of a ( CERTAIN SOMEONE ) lounging on a narrow mattress.
engulfed with gold , wavy trace of her hair spilled in the sprawl of r i n g l e t s , which patterned along his torso like s t r e t c h i n g rays of a renaissance sun . ever so cozily , her head PILLOWED against the press of a clothed abdomen, while perched on the edge of his bed.
❝ it’s sooooo dusty in heeeeeeere. ❞ she d e c l a r e d , raising her index finger back into acenscended pollution of his attic -room. ❝ i swear i could write my initials on thin air . . . ❞ mumbles converted into m i r t h : sweetly-stringed giggles bursted from candied lips. she looked like a live portrait when she smiled.
❝ here, l o o k at this . . . guess what this is , ❞ she instructed , with chuckled breath. her finger p e n n e d against the invisible canvas that splayed out before the both of them. it looked like she was tracing the letter ❛ 𝔸 ❜ and then … a plus sign … ? ❝ you should know what this is. ~ if you’re a true phantom thief , you should be able to read subliminals . ~ ❞ she c h i m e d, eyes closed with t r i u m p h a n t entitlement. dimples formed as she continued her sketch : … another ❛ 𝙰 ❜ behind the plus sign & then finallllllly
WITH LASHING TRACE , the pad of her finger 𝓁𝑜𝑜𝓅-𝒹𝑒-𝓁𝑜𝑜𝓅 ‘d the drawing a B I G , framing heart .
( A + A ) huh ?
her gaze tiptoed up the plank of his chest as she looked across to her human p i l l o w for his reaction : he didn’t have this glasses on so she freely peered into the grey elixirs ( that he called eyes ) ah ! he had pretty lashes . . .
❝ any takers ? ❞ she managed sheepishly , nipping at the blossom-pink of her lower lip.
h o w e v e r . . .
❝ A-ACHOO .. ❣❣ ❞
both HANDS TOPPLED & C L A M P E D over her mouth & nose, causing her back to arch off of him briefly , before plummeting back down , with him serving as him cushion. H A N D S hovered with MOUTAIN-PILED censor over the lower half of her face. & through the flustered bat of her lashes blue eyes b a l l o n e d with a l e r t .
{ muffled af } : ❝ um … do you have a tissue ? ❞ she inquired innocently , an embarrassed q u i v e r in her voice. lake-rimmed irises widened from the LAUGHTER that followed : WAS HE … LAUGHING AT HER ???
❝ H-HEY ❣ ❞ she SHOT , manicured brows slicing down with furrow while her hands D A R T H -V A D E D her voice. ❝ I-IT ISN’T FUNNY . . . ❣ ❞ she CONCLUDED, eyes pinching in seal.
with her blonde crown still pressed against his stomach, she managed a REVERSE-HEADBUTT into in r e v e n g e.
❝ .. s-stop laughinnnng ❣ ❣ Y-YOUR TUMMY F L E X E S WHEN YOU LAUGH … ❣ ❞ a b l u s h spreaded like wildfire , & it spread until it rosied the tippy-tip rim of her e a r s pink.
SHE SQUEALED IN FRUSTRATION.
☆.。.:*・°☆.。.:* 50 three-word sentence starters
☆ - please feel free to edit pronouns and edit if required.
“ I am alone. “
“ I love you. “
“ I hate you. “
“ I need you. “
“ I want you. “
“ I miss you. “
“ I owe you. “
“ I trust you. “
“ I am yours. “
“ Let it go. “
“ Just do it. “
“ Go for it!”
“ Do it now. “
“ Rest in peace. “
“ Any last words? “
“ Seize the day. “
“ Do your best. “
“ How are you? “
“ What is that? “
“ Tell me why. “
“ Come to me. “
“ This will pass. “
“ You are loved. “
“ You are mine. “
“ Come with me. “
“ Fear is nothing. “
“ Success is yours. “
“ Come here now.”
“ Look! Behind you! “
“ Please save me. “
“ Get over yourself. “
“ You are awesome. “
“ I… don’t know. “
“ You are beautiful. “
“ Where are you?”
“ Are you kidding? “
“ That was funny. “
“ Please help me. “
“ Thanks so much. “
“ Live your dream. “
“ Fate is absolute. “
“ Well, hello there. “
“ Subdue your fears. “
“ Believe in yourself.”
“ Winners never quit. “
“ Count your blessings. “
“ Stop messing around. “
“ Always forgive yourself. “
“ Time heals everything. “
“ Stop being judgemental. “
❛ fuck your ribbons && your pearls ‘ cause i ’ m not just a pretty girl ❜
@pink-ish-panther + ann takamaki
14 !!
@trickira thank u for always sending in 2 , it makes me happy. u v u
hug prompt : a hug where ur muse uses mine as a pillow … o-or smth like that
no longer accepting !!
p a r t i c l e s a-drift & air-borne s h o n e like g a l a x i e s from the light casted upon them from overhead b u l b s ( which were p o w d e r e d to the brim with d u s t ) ; a hand : manicured with red nails on the slender palette of pale & pretty fingers - d r i f t e d skywards , as if to provoke a touch towards these bodies of ❛ jewels ❜ , but they c o a s t e d through the spaces of her fingers ; whirlpooling away from her fruitless snatch.
accompanied with a feminine drawl of a s i g h , said hand d r o p p e d with disinterest , slugging a WHOLE arm in plopping overlap against the black-fabriced chest of a ( CERTAIN SOMEONE ) lounging on a narrow mattress.
engulfed with gold , wavy trace of her hair spilled in the sprawl of r i n g l e t s , which patterned along his torso like s t r e t c h i n g rays of a renaissance sun . ever so cozily , her head PILLOWED against the press of a clothed abdomen, while perched on the edge of his bed.
❝ it’s sooooo dusty in heeeeeeere. ❞ she d e c l a r e d , raising her index finger back into acenscended pollution of his attic -room. ❝ i swear i could write my initials on thin air . . . ❞ mumbles converted into m i r t h : sweetly-stringed giggles bursted from candied lips. she looked like a live portrait when she smiled.
❝ here, l o o k at this . . . guess what this is , ❞ she instructed , with chuckled breath. her finger p e n n e d against the invisible canvas that splayed out before the both of them. it looked like she was tracing the letter ❛ 𝔸 ❜ and then … a plus sign … ? ❝ you should know what this is. ~ if you’re a true phantom thief , you should be able to read subliminals . ~ ❞ she c h i m e d, eyes closed with t r i u m p h a n t entitlement. dimples formed as she continued her sketch : … another ❛ 𝙰 ❜ behind the plus sign & then finallllllly
WITH LASHING TRACE , the pad of her finger 𝓁𝑜𝑜𝓅-𝒹𝑒-𝓁𝑜𝑜𝓅 ‘d the drawing a B I G , framing heart .
( A + A ) huh ?
her gaze tiptoed up the plank of his chest as she looked across to her human p i l l o w for his reaction : he didn’t have this glasses on so she freely peered into the grey elixirs ( that he called eyes ) ah ! he had pretty lashes . . .
❝ any takers ? ❞ she managed sheepishly , nipping at the blossom-pink of her lower lip.
h o w e v e r . . .
❝ A-ACHOO .. ❣❣ ❞
both HANDS TOPPLED & C L A M P E D over her mouth & nose, causing her back to arch off of him briefly , before plummeting back down , with him serving as him cushion. H A N D S hovered with MOUTAIN-PILED censor over the lower half of her face. & through the flustered bat of her lashes blue eyes b a l l o n e d with a l e r t .
{ muffled af } : ❝ um … do you have a tissue ? ❞ she inquired innocently , an embarrassed q u i v e r in her voice. lake-rimmed irises widened from the LAUGHTER that followed : WAS HE … LAUGHING AT HER ???
❝ H-HEY ❣ ❞ she SHOT , manicured brows slicing down with furrow while her hands D A R T H -V A D E D her voice. ❝ I-IT ISN’T FUNNY . . . ❣ ❞ she CONCLUDED, eyes pinching in seal.
with her blonde crown still pressed against his stomach, she managed a REVERSE-HEADBUTT into in r e v e n g e.
❝ .. s-stop laughinnnng ❣ ❣ Y-YOUR TUMMY F L E X E S WHEN YOU LAUGH … ❣ ❞ a b l u s h spreaded like wildfire , & it spread until it rosied the tippy-tip rim of her e a r s pink.
SHE SQUEALED IN FRUSTRATION.
a goodbye hug 8)))
@handcrushed
hug prompt / / no longer accepting !!
pixelated kanji s k i m m e d across message boards : colors blinking a passive green before b l i n k i n g r e d with notification : announcing various departure / arrival times . a kaleidoscopic crowd of everyday people skirted to & fro along the tiled grounds of gray-blue and grime-yellow ❛ white ❜ . a throng of briefcases & schoolgirl skirts drifted past graffiti-smeared ❝ BIG BANG BURGER ❞ advertisements plastered on the gritty walls . at their canopies , long tubes b l i n k e d with fluorescence, feeble flickers through the thick film . atmospherically , the underground subway station was bathed in a dim-haze of hospital-room blue.
& coasting down the slopes of an escalator ride was a girl with a f a c e reminiscent to what would be on the covers of the magazine stands that were there . passively , she moved through time , through people . . .
eyes the color of s p a r k l i n g swimming pools held a lime-tint in these parts , as pupils flitted around the bobbing heads of brown & black tress ; her eyes held an urgency in their quest .
she was looking for someone . . .
& amongst the cluttered-crowded of monotonous hair colors - other than her own flaxen locks - did she find a companion in that regard : ( a crown of crimson ) that equally bore curtain of white ; sticking out like a sore thumb . . .
she found him .
fixed in the distance , with a shoulder bag & a luggage at his lax grip and swiping at a smartphone device while decked in casual attire : she found him . her feline-like eyes narrowed with bittersweet discovery , gorgeous goldilock-pigtails swung post-current of a sheepish headshake .
[ . . . ]
❝ so this is how it ends, huh ? ❞ hoisted words that crept past the barrier of white noise & over his shoulder . she was heard , despite the s c r e e c h i n g slice of rails in the distance .
at first , the manifestation of her words would be the only clue of her lingering presence , though no tangible takamaki was in sight . but after a few beckoning seconds , red converses led a gait of casual stroll , ambush-adjacent to the male ; her gaze was fixed forward in the dreamscape distance .
perhaps , tucked in the crevice of a daydream - her hands also tucked in the pocket-pouches of her hoodie as she balanced the tip of her sneaker behind her . & it was like this, she addressed him .
❝ . . . you’re just determined to be draped in mystery to the very end, huh, shouto todoroki ? ❞
& and it was at very expel of his name, did succulent aqua par deux a c q u a i n t the male : a stand-still of caressing eye-contact.
WITHOUT WARNING - ( A BULLET ❣❣❣ ) bus Z I P P E D past the pair B L U R R I N G into the tuck of their peripherals . its WHIPLASH c u r r e n t amplified the voluminous nature of her blonde mane, velvet threading receptively in the fickle breeze. her fixation remained , not deterred by the passing , long-winded vehicle ; like the flickering gallery of a picture-show : a chain of bus-window shadows glimpsed on her skin in c l i c k i n g sequence . gone with the wind , the bus only left a r a c k e t of echoes in its wake, and still her gaze persisted .
but precisely three seconds later , they dipped towards the ground, watching the rim of rails from where she stood.
❝ once you get there , ❞ she began , chiming with suggestion as she clutched her wrist from behind her back , ❝ you should tell your friends to chain you down. ❞ punctuating with a breath-of-a-giggle, her eyes crinkled in their downcast . the coax of a smile barely bloomed on pink & sculpted lips . she offered a pig-tail-perkin’ head sway - a gesture that suggested chic-nonchalance & charming innocence.
❝ we don’t need you comin’ back here & giving us grief. you got t h a t ? ❞ a tender - quiet joke ; & the chalked embers of a quiet chuckle was its half-assed emergence . with as much perk as she could muster, she offered him a close-eyed countenance and delivered a surface-level s m i l e.
❝ . . . ❞
SOON ARRIVING : TRAIN FOR M U S U T A F U.
❝ h-huh? ❞ the shatter of a cheerful CHARADE came just as suddenly as the overhead announcement just now . it was almost like it mocked her, playing the message on repeat towards the baffled bats of her lashes & inquiring eyes , which were cast at the ceiling from where the digital words were seemingly stemming from. ❝ . . . ❞ focus was on the corner of her lips : her teeth gnawed with grit , but a downward tug implied her reaction to the unfold of events.
everything.
everything that led up to t h i s .
with a pulsed breath of panic , she blinked drips of moisture now : fuzz accumulating in her frame of focus aligning an on-look on his features. on his scar .
❝ the truth is ? ❞ she began - quivered intake teetered onto an evaporated tone , plastered with the THICK of a sniffle ❝ i-i’m … not the best at goodbyes . . . ❞ the hiccup of a humorless laugh threaded from her stale yet scenic smile. it rung with melancholic m e l o d y. nervously. self-consciously. great, now her nose was congested.
❝ shouto ❞
almost immediately, BURSTING glimpse of a slowing BUS grazed past her : the bus bound to take him ; back to his origin, back to his story .
and out of hers. and this.
and now.
dammit and did his name h a v e to resemble SHIHO’S . . . ?
with automatic b e c k o n , the doors c o n v u l g e d open, letting out the carriage stream of people who threaded & tangled in between their shared standpoint.
❝ h-hey . . .❞ she murmured defensively with a grimaced tear-clenched eye as she struggled against the tsunami . ❝ e-excuse me ! ❞ uncapped frustration bubbled through , but wasn’t heeded to by the mouth-mask-wearing , glasses-geared, briefcase-wielding faucet of trafficked souls that poured out.
❝ sh–shouto ! ❞ she managed to c h o k e out from the EXPLOSIVE e m i s s i o n of chatter that polluted the narrow, underground corridors .
MUFFLED SOUNDS OF g i r l i s h STRUGGLE struck out from the column of pedestrians , and the outstretch of her arm WEDGED from the bodied barricade : STRAINING , SQUIRMING & SANDWICHING her way through with tip-toed struggle - she was a little unapologetic in pressing people away and peeling them off of her.
❝ I S A I D . (hard d sound ) EXCUSE ❞ an unintentional shove LUNGED HER FORWARD, limbs apart & a - drift , & like a panther ( against her will ) LEAPED R I G H T against . . . .
the drape of her torso was tossed & pressed r i g h t a g a i n s t the supportive one of a stranger’s ; but when blinking blue eyes peered at her victim : this kind , two-legged ❛ pillow ❜ that balanced her stumbling stance up-right ? she realized ,
it was no stranger.
❝ s- …shouto , ❞ a whispered conclusion. lips sculpted with the vowels of his name ; she was t h i s close ; as close as his heart pulse.
. . .
words were lacking ; and his neck was IMPRISONED by the chain & claim of her arms , that of which she used to hoist herself up in a body-binded H U G . . . ❣❣ pinned in p a r a l l e l , both of his shoes were cemented on the tiles , HERS l e v i t a t e d - perked on the gummy bits\ of sneakered tippy-toes , while the marching shoes of ( everyone around them ) carved their own path .
the hooking h o l d that anchored him close in fixed physique granted her a luxury ; lips tucked against the rim of his collar , nose embedded into the crook of his neck , she b r e a t h e d with a hitched breath , taming her fingers from delving into his dual-hued scalp ; passion t e e m i n g & PLEADING . . .
and finally , the last of people unboarded from the bus, leaving a hungry vacancy for a new departure-bound destination , of which the operator graciously dubbed :
❝ train at 4:45pm ; DESTINATION FOR M U S U T A F U : NOW BOARDING ❣ ❣ ❞
a slow and finger-traced unlatching of him brought her fingers to bundle near each broad, brass-boned shoulder, the carve of a dew-eyed c h u c k l e perked her petaled lips.
eyes closing with something akin to closure she b r e a t h e d out the tatters of tension before confronting the male with the weight of her watercolor gaze .
❝ . . . take care of yourself. you hear me ? ❞ whispered resolve at this point with silenced swallow of an ebbing sob - a shaky s i g h conceived a sentimental s m i l e . her voice could only hover so much , from the current of people cramming her from view . it was like ( a fragile heartbeat ) - barely distinguishable from amongst the masses.
❝ . . see ya. ❞
* hug prompts
send a number for a hug! feel free to combine prompts.
a hug with a forehead kiss
a relieved hug
a hug to say sorry
a hug from behind
a good morning hug
a goodnight hug
a hug where one muse picks the other up
the hug that comes after a bad dream
a hug that isn’t returned
a ‘ please don’t go ’ hug
a hug for good luck
the hug that comes after a rough day
an angry hug
a hug where one muse uses the other as a pillow
a ‘ just to say i love you ’ hug
a goodbye hug
a hug where one muse stops the other from collapsing
the hug that lasts longer than the rest
the hug that ends too soon
an overjoyed hug
a tearful hug
a protective hug
the final hug
I want to rp w someone that will be so invested in our ship/rp that we eventually become rp best friends and talk every day and not only talk abt our thread but abt our actual lives and all that fun stuff u know ?? is that just me ?? or ?????
“Here, take my coat.”
@trickira
suspended awe s c u l p t e d the pucker of p a n t e r̃ a , rims of jamaica sea-blue damn-near fluorescent breathed a brillance , from the lens of her mask . stunned scrutiny acquainted the pin of his phantom-lucid pupils .
❝ y . . your coat ? ❞
the lick of her neckline had been t a t t e r e d by the CRY of CARMEN ; yes , FIERCE FLAMES that had swallowed her soul & her vessel mid-attack towards a FOUL FOE it met the fate of that of one of a c r i s p corpse . ash-ridden remnants d i s s o l v e d from the fickle flicker of its being . though she whooped up some serious BADASSERY with her ❛ NEW SKILL ❜ , it ate at her fabric giving glimpse to some s u p p l e skin . TSUN-TSUN AMPLIFIED arms had cradled her chest with an ❛ X ❜ fasten this entire duration ; gloved fingers cradled the slender slopes of her shoulders.
it was draped ❛ round her , a rustled h u s h that caped the crimson caps of cat-suit leathered shoulders . a bliss trickled up her spine , eliciting a stuttered g a s p :
❝ wh-what the ❞
c o c o o n e d in . . . . his SIGNATURE , she doused in the strong sense of security that reverberated from the swallow of his coat which p r i c k l e d her cheeks p i n k ; oh , how it molded onto her figure with k i n d l e d warmth from his BATTLE- PULSIN ❜ episodes ( b o d y - h e a t ) ; the exhaust of his S T R E N G T H throbbed from the very s e a m s. and most of all , the fabric . . . it’s friction was oddly . . . . c o m p a s s i o n a t e.
❝ o-oh … thanks a bunch , JOKER ❣ … i would’ve been totally done for without this. … um, this is kind of embarrassing … but i know you wouldn’t l o o k , r i g h t ? ❞
[ . . . ]
the pitter-patter of thieves : they were en-route back to the entrance of the real world & by then , panther smoothed her arms into the sleeves of JOKER’S COAT , melting into its w h o l e s o m e embrace ; ( seriously, she felt like the girl who was wearing the letter-man’s jacket of the star athlete … ! )
❝ m-mn . . . ❞
bashful from her own thoughts, she S H O O K her head, whipping pigtails to - and - fro, and it was then when the tip of her nose cozied through the crease of the c o l l a r ; and in most unexpected delight . . . did she catch a fragrance.
HIS FRAGRANCE … ? ( ♡ )
A HICCUP-SQUEAL triggered exclamation points to hoist over the heads of her comrades and their startled p a u s e.
❝ .. the hell, ann ? y’got the sniffles or somethin ❜ ? ❞ ryuji inquired, hand grazing blonde spikes sheepishly.
❝ lady ann ❣ … don’t tell me ….is it the POLLEN ?! ❞
❝ . . . ❞
DEFENSIVE IN STANCE with KISSED k n e e s , her gaze ping-ponged amongst all three of them, eyes quickly flitting away once meeting the WHITE MASK. ❝ UMM ❞ s and ❝ U-UHH ❞ s held c h o r u s in her HOLD-UP.
❝ C-CALM DOWN ❣ you guys never heard a SNEEZE before ? h o n e s t l y, let’s just hurry back before we run into s h a d o w s . there’s NO WAY i can fight in this CONDITION ! ❞
;; with a HMPH, panther p e d a l e d ahead of them, hips a-sway & swinging in saunter. HUFF HUFF ❣ ❣
