❣ swag pumping out my ovaries ❣

yeah you can kiss the ring, but you can never touch the crown ;

[shikeenami]

asuka would make a nice mermaid | asuka n aoi

[donutlosehope]

She wasn’t about to say something so ridiculous like that lunch was her favorite subject, but it was pretty high up there in the best parts of Aoi’s day. Ordinarily she just took food back with her on the way to the gym, but stopping to eat some of the heavier bits seemed to have gotten her some small attention.

"Yeah, that’s me! And you’re… Shikinami-san, right?" Weird. Aoi couldn’t say she knew Asuka all that well, but she’d certainly heard enough to get a good opinion. Said opinion being that she seemed like a pretty cool lady. "Um, what’s up? Did you need me for something?"

[shikeenami]

Asuka paused, parting her lips slightly before closing them again. That was her, yet why was she suddenly so reserved and quiet? Was it because this girl wasn't yelling insults at her like the rest of them? "That's correct," she said after a moments pause, using her free hand to flick her hair over her shoulder.

A demure smile tugged at the corners of her lips, though the reason she was about to make up was hardly fitting. "I was just wondering why you're not on the cheer team; we could definitely use someone with your kind of strength."

[shikeenami]

asuka would make a nice mermaid | asuka n aoi

Asuka couldn't say she knew Aoi too well; they hadn't interacted directly and the pilot had only seen the other around a few times, though she seemed nice enough. In a way, she reminded Asuka of a girl she knew back in Tokyo-3, Hikari.

Her expression gave way to none of the mild curiousity she felt towards the swimmer, instead she placed a delicate hand on her hip, assuming a confident stance. "Aoi, right?"

[shikeenami]

super cool ♛ asuka n takeru

Lithe and nimble fingers moved to tuck auburn bangs behind her ear as the pilot waited for cheer practice to start, a small foot tapping against the ground impatiently. She'd gotten to practice twenty minutes early, as expected of a good head cheerleader, but perhaps she'd misjudged the timing slightly. Not even one of her cheerleaders had turned up so far!

The sound of footsteps behind her caused Asuka to turn to meet yet another unfamiliar face, and despite her irritation, she decided to hold her sharp tongue for a moment and kept her charm like a wonderful head cheerleader would. "Is there a problem?"

[shikeenami]

timmahtime ✲ asuka n robin

Asuka leaned against the counter of the café, her blue hue trained on the clock in the corner. She couldn't wait for her shift to be over so she could return to cuddling with Dave back at her dorm, but she had at least another hour to go before that could happen.

The German subconsciously wiggled her fingers in attempt to relieve the heat from the hot mug she'd just served to some loser at another table, chewing on the delicate flesh of her lower lip. The quiet shift she had was always boring, especially compared to the rush of cheer practice. She didn't know how she managed to do this every weekend.

The sound of someone approaching the counter caused Asuka to turn her head, lightly brushing strands of stray auburn hair away from her eye as she did so. She'd never seen this person around before, and even if she had, it's not like they were important enough to remember. "Can I help you?"

[evange1ion]

[shikeenami]

robot rock ☠ asuka n hatchy

The pilot adjusted the stack of homework papers against her totally not small chest as she stared at the selection of candy the nice robot lunch lady had laid out. Asuka wouldn't lie, he really did have a good taste in candy. She hesitated before speaking, brows drawing together as she glanced back down at the candy before finally meeting his robot gaze.

She was only uncomfortable because she didn't want everyone to know that she had a really big sweet tooth; they'd only use that against her as well as the size of her chest. And just that alone was more than enough! Asuka was a prideful girl, and she wouldn't tolerate anyone making fun of her – and if they did, she'd kick them right where it hurt!

"Hatchy!" She gave the robot a small, sweet smile, fidgeting with the edge of the papers in her arms; such papers were various documents the teachers had given her to complete while she skipped the classes she didn't have with Dave. "I feel like we haven't talked in a while, seeing as I've been... busy with school and stuff." What a liar. "How are you?"

[shikeenami]

REALLY LOUD DUBSTEP NOISES be punk rock with me ❥ daveasuka

Asuka was feeling particularly cute today; even cuter than she usually was. And like every day now, the pilot wanted to share her cuteness with her equally cute boyfriend!

Wrapping thin arms around his, a small smile spread across roseate lips as she looked up at him. "Take me on a date!"

[shikeenami]

like this 4 a starter

[shikeenami]

Queen

"It was okay."

[harus-ma]

[shikeenami]

It's Valentines Day? Dave had better step up his game if he wants to keep her around.

[shikeenami]

(allen voice) I AM GAY | asuka/gayllen

[cursedeye-deactivated20140318]

"I wouldn’t be too sure about that." With that attitude, she’s lucky that he even gives her the time of day but whatever that’s not what’s important right now. He can touch on that topic later when he has the time and he feels like dealing with her response because he wasn’t about to have any of that right now.

And how dare she insult coffee. It was pretty good once you doctor it up and add sugar and caramel and….mostly the caramel. Caramel makes it better than anything else. He’ll have to teach her the ways of the coffee as well. Let’s mark that down for later. "Sit down with me, won’t you? A girl such as yourself shouldn’t be standing." he was frowning no longer and a small smile was now on his face. 

"I am aware that you have a boyfriend, however I’m allowed to look aren’t I?" his tone sarcastic, he was joking of course. He’d never take Asuka away from Dave and it’s not like he could or wanted to. It was fun to joke about it though. "…I’d appreciate it if you called me by the correct name, Asuka. No, I’m not trying to befriend you to get…at Dave. I’m not into men no matter what other people say. I can assure you of this."

[shikeenami]

The hard stare from her uncovered eye should've at least signalled for him to watch his tongue, but he was either foolishly brave or incredibly stupid. Probably the latter.

He could try but it probably wouldn't do him very good. Asuka was stubborn and stroppy to say the least, and when she hated something, she really hated something and nothing would change her mind. The only exception was Dave. "I'm working, fuckhead."

"You had better make the most of it while you can, because if Dave finds out then you won't really have any eyes to look at anyone with." Either way, she would make sure to keep her own eye on him to make sure he didn't overstep his boundaries. Everything about him just set off a red flag for Asuka, because she was definitely the cutest girl in school and he'd said so himself, it would be almost understandable for him to try to make a move on her.

"Just because you appreciate it doesn't mean I do, Gayllen. It's more befitting." She didn't find Gayllen to be too dislikable, after all, he wasn't one of those annoying pricks who purposely called her ugly or flat. She knew she was pretty and that her chest was a good size for someone her physical age, besides, she did have the cutest chest ever. But still, he wasn't someone she could wholly agree with. It didn't help that she was convinced he was trying to steal Dave from her. "That's not what you were saying last time."

[feigheits]

sporty. { levi + asuka }

[feigheits]

As snappy as he remembers. The woman, as far as Levi knew, had a sharp tongue on her and should be approached with verbal caution. This is Levi we’re talking about, however— tact is something he is unwillingly to adhere to. If she were to snap at him, he would simply bite back. Easy as that.

His head tilted some at the female’s words. Cheer uniform. What the hell is a cheer uniform, he wondered to himself. Sports as recreational activity didn’t exist in bulk back in the walls— there was no need for it. Academic sports were almost unheard of, hence the lack of an existence of cheerleaders as well as Levi’s ignorance thereof. 

"My uniform," he simply responded. What’s so strange about his military uniform? If he hardly attends class, then there’s no need to wear the school-issued uniform. "That outfit hardly screams "cheer" for me. It looks like a colorful, basic mess." Fashion isn’t exactly common in the walls, either.  Arms folded, the soldier shifted his gaze to the side. “I’m looking for… football tryouts, I guess.”

[shikeenami]

The pilot had a reputation for her sharp tongue and her aggressiveness around the school (anything could set Asuka off), but her beauty and popularity were not unheard of either. Everyone knew who she was, or had at least heard her name around somewhere.

"Really? The school must really hate you to give you something as ugly as that. My Air Force uniform was much cuter." Using her free hand, she flicked her auburn hair over her shoulder as a smirk tugged at the corners of her lips. "Your face looks like a basic mess too, but you don't see me complaining about it. You clearly don't know anything about fashion or proper cheerleading if you're going to make stupid comments like that, idiot."

Asuka realised she was perhaps being a little harsh to her almost friend, but she wasn't going to apologise. Maybe she'd just step back a bit. "There had better not be football tryouts here, I have a cheer practice to run!"

[shikeenami]

Goose: What is your favorite song? Why?

"I don't have one!"

[academemes]

academeme sunday }}

2/8 Drabble/Headcanon Words: sight, smell, taste, touch, hearing, color, perception.

[academemes]

Truth/Dare: Self-explanatory. Please don’t send dares that might make someone too uncomfortable! General Headcanons: Send someone a word they can make a headcanon for. General Drabbles: Send someone a drabble prompt. Ask Mun/Muse: Ask the character or their roleplayer anything! You can also send them these below (they’re IC, however).

Duck: What is your favorite animal? Why? Goose: What is your favorite song? Why? Swan: What is your favorite school subject? Why? Mallard: What is your favorite color? Why? Gosling: What is your favorite food? Why? Chicken: What is your favorite drink? Why? Rooster: Who is your favorite person? Why? Quail: What is your favorite holiday? Why?

[shikeenami]

merder ☆ asuka/kizami

[icecreamluvr420-blog]

He sat the tray down before sitting down in the chair, not really paying attention to the person next to him as he opened his little.. carton of milk. That’s what they’re called, right? Well, anyways, he took a sip. And guess what? The milk was disgusting. Grumpily, he slammed it back down on the tray. He should’ve gone to the cafe or that cheap fastfood place. But he doesn’t have a job, sadly. What did he do to deserve this pain? He’s too good for this! 

As Yuuya walked away from the lunch line with his tray, he sighed. Where was he going to sit today? Usually, he sits by the window, but all of those seats are taken. He sighed deeply, and decided to sit somewhere random. Did he care if the person minded him being there? No, not one bit.

Though, it seemed like he managed to catch the attention of the girl sitting next to him. He looked in her direction.. Huh, he’s seen her before. That long orange hair is sort of hard to miss.

“Hm?” Weirdo…? That’s not how he’d describe himself. This girl seems rather rude and straight forward. Now, how was he going to reply to this? "To sit here and eat my lunch, if you don’t mind." Yeah.. He’s not in a good mood.

[shikeenami]

Asuka's lips curled into a scowl; how dare he just sit down at her table and ignore her like that! Barging into her personal space was one thing, but this? He should be admiring her beauty and her talents, not pretending she didn't exist. 

His words were hardly welcoming, after all, his body language and rudeness did little besides put her off completely. This guy was seriously pissing her off and he'd barely said anything to her. Which was exactly the problem. He was lucky the German hadn't kicked him out of his seat already.

Her hands that were placed on her lap curled into tiny fists, her narrowed eye set on him. "Can't you do that somewhere else?" Though with that stupid brain of his, he probably couldn't take a hint. "As in far away from here. You can drop out of the school too while you're at it."

[shikeenami]

(allen voice) I AM GAY | asuka/gayllen

[cursedeye-deactivated20140318]

Wow, here he was just enjoying his plain old coffee as he tried to do his schoolwork and some red-head just had to come and mess up the quiet calm of the cafe. He had heard that she worked him, but didn’t know that this was her shift. …Great. Now he’s going to have to make actual conversation with her. Not that he minded, it’s not that he hated her. Though she did become quite annoying with her accusations of him being homosexual. Just because he’s taking a guy o dance doesn’t make him gay, knock it off Asuka.

Still, what was he supposed to say? He’d actually come here hoping to see her in a way. Why? Well..he doesn’t know. It was actually a fluke, he hadn’t expected to see her here and now that she was in his presence he had forgotten what to do. Well, time to improvise. “It’s nice to see you too, Asuka.” A frown on his face as she addressed him. Did she really have to be so rude about it? She might be beautiful, but her attitude sure wasn’t.

"Well I kind of was here for the coffee." That’s a lie. He’s just trying to cover up the fact that he kind of wanted to see her. Well, time to tell the truth. "Maybe I just wanted to see you or something." He turns back to his coffee now, taking a big sip because man he’s going to need one.

[shikeenami]

"It's always nice to see me." Her feminine features skewed into a look of displeasure in reply to his frown, or rather his entire being. Of course her rudeness was just to push people away from seeing the real, true Asuka, but for all he knew she was just a ruthless bitch who happened to look cute while doing it.

Her nose wrinkled in disgust, "why? Just the smell of it repulses me." Just because she worked there didn't mean she had to lie about it; coffee was bitter and gross, and her taste buds were probably never going to adjust to them now that she was fourteen years old forever. It was a little embarrassing, but for the last few years she'd learned to embrace the childish sweet tooth she had.

The German's lips tugged into a small smirk, bending slightly to rest her elbows against the counter. "Really?" She canted her head slightly, "I hope you know I have a boyfriend, I'm sure he'll get very jealous and ask me to beat you up if you make any moves on me. Unless you're here to befriend the enemy so you can have him for yourself, Gayllen."