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SEMI-HIATUS ANNOUNCMENT
Nothing serious, I’m just not feeling Alnis as of late and don’t wish to delete her blog. I’ll be coming by every now and then to check my inbox and do replies as they come, but for now I want to focus on samson, clancy, and another oc I’m working on. Thank you for your understanding and support!
Like for a starter!
PSA;;
Just a quick psa, nothing serious really?? Just wanted to let you all know what’s going on. Tomorrow I’ll be somewhat busy cleaning and getting ready to go on a two week trip?? of sorts, up to my fiancée’s home town to start working on wedding stuff. I will have internet, but i’ll be out some days doing stuff so I can’t guarantee how frequent/active i’ll be for the next two weeks. I’ll also be really stressed so there’s always the chance I’ll come on here just to complain and cry about my problems so I apologize ahead of time for that. I don’t have a phone or anything so I’ll try to get online as frequently as I can to let you guys know what’s going on, besides that um–yeah, that’s it. Oh, I’m leaving Friday, probably should have said that at the beginning of this whoops.
Hey guys like for a starter? c:
⊰♘⊱── The blonde hand been reading the spines of each book, tentatively reading the titles of each book. She was in a pinch, she didn’t know which book to take home. They were books that she wanted to read desperately but she made a pact to only ever buy one thing from the bookstore. Her attention was taken from someone that stood behind the blonde, turning to face the other “Oh, sorry.” The blonde spoke apologetically, stepping out of the way.
“It’s fine, just--” And the small woman quickly squeezed past and slipped her book back into it’s place on the shelf, before stepping out of the other girl’s way. She looked--lost, which wasn’t uncommon in the book store with how many shelves upon shelves of books it held. Marilyn cleared her throat, looking at the girl expectantly. “Do...you need help finding something?”
✦; “Banana nut. I made it myself. Trrryyyy it.” Dani, you’re being weird.
“But--I don’t--” She loves banana nut stuff though, so she just--quickly takes it, taking a small bite. Her face lights up. “--It’s really good.”
His fingers clicked hesitantly before he could reach his hand forward, allowing the cool metal to trace along the soft skin of her palm, then settling carefully. Her hand looked much smaller fitted into his own, he was afraid he’d crush it. “You sure?” Walking away seemed like a reliable option at this point, “Marilyn? You’ve got the same name as that hot lady I’ve got a poster of! – Fuck. I mean, I’m…Should I even tell you my name at this point? I’m afraid you’re going to run to the authorities or something with that info.” He’s kidding, honestly.
His arm was weird, like something out of a sci-fi novel, but it caught Marilyn’s attention, lavender eyes focusing on it curiously. The metal was cool, but it didn’t pinch or tug like she expected it to, it was just like a normal handshake. “Um--yeah. You aren’t the first person to say that, actually, so it’s--fine.” She managed a small smile, letting her hand pull away from his and wrap around the spine of the book she’d been holding. “So--what’s your name, or should I just call you bras?” Marilyn suggested the name with a very small chuckle, easily slipping into the French accent on the word, like it was second nature, no different than breathing.
Intelligence below, flirtation skills in the negatives, Brydon still had a talent for spouting off the external good he saw. “Shit – I’m. Making you uncomfortable, aren’t I?” One step forward, two steps back, realizing that pressing himself that far into her space and business was a huge fault. Note to self; don’t over question on the eyes. “Sorry. You should do that. Return that book, I mean. To whoever you borrowed it from or whatever you borrowed it from. Yeah.”
Oh no, now he looked so sad and concerned, a terrible combination for anyone, let alone a boy. Marilyn shifted awkwardly between her feet, bowed legs having her feet turning slightly inward. “A--A little, but you were only trying to be nice, so it’s okay.” She reassured quickly, clearing her throat and holding out one of her small hands. “I’m Marilyn Kersey, but Mary or Maril is fine.”
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✦; “Eat this muffin.” And without an explanation, said baking good was nudged in the other’s direction.
“W-What--” She blinked purple eyes repeatedly because what the hell was going on? “--What kind of muffin is it?” Because that’s what matters.
Truly a day for his own personal record book; succeeded at making a girl blush in under a minute. Lady killer. “Oh, oh, oh my god – you did it. That’s the flutter thing! Do it again!” He’s never seen orbs so bright, and lord – he’s looked up at the moon thousands of times from a strangers roof, the surface not even comparable to the gorgeous, shining shade of purple trapped in her eyes. “Are you like, a goddess or something?”
Of course she’s blushing, listen to how he’s talking to her! Marilyn can’t think of a single time in her life when a boy was so--so forward, about his admiration for her, or rather her eyes right now. She can feel herself starting to get warm, too warm in fact, and she’s hastily beginning to back from him, looking ruffled. “N-no I--I just have a condition, t-that’s all, I--I have to get going though, I need to return this--this book I borrowed.”
( ♏ ) — “Condition? Does it happen to be Alexandria Genesis?” The crow questioned, using a singular digit bookmarking her place in the novel. Morgane smiled gently, chuckling a little. “The book I’m reading is called ‘The Immortal Instruments: City of Bones.’ It’s a fairly good read. I’d recommend it if you’re interested in supernatural type of literature.” She noted, searching of her bookmark that she finds within mere moments, sliding it between the pages before closing the book. “Come sit.” A hand gestured towards the open seat before the crow, her company being desired by the ravenette.
“Yeah, actually.--How’d you know?” It wasn’t like it was a common thing, in fact most doctors insisted it wasn’t even real, but Marilyn was proof enough that it was, at least until something else came along to explain her eyes, and all the other symptoms. “I’ve heard of it, maybe I’ll pick it up. I’m in the middle of rereading the Harry Potter series right now though.” Books had always been an escape for her, always an outlet of conversation, so when the girl asks Marilyn to sit, she’s less reluctant than she normally would be, interested in what the other had to say on other subjects. “Do you enjoy fiction more than non-fiction then?”
He is still delightfully mesmerized by the sight, cautiously shuffling himself closer to find more, more, more – half a mind to drag her out in the sunlight, see if they could blind him. “Doesn’t matter,” he answers quickly, brushing off her compliment. “I-I just – w o w i e wow wow. Those are so, gosh, they’re so pretty. Do the fluttery thing again!”
He’s starting to make her face burn, the flush that’s always present growing deeper, spreading to her ears and down her neck. Nobody has ever been so genuinely excited about her eye colour before, it was usually just a lot of uncomfortable questions and weird looks, but this? It was--weird. “F-Flutter thing?” She sputters, and sure enough she flutters her eyes, but out of confusion.
Mr. Brightside - The Killers
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I’M TALKING LIKE EVEN BEFORE THAT, WHEN GRACE WAS REALLY SHY AND AWKWARD AND WAS JUST OBSESSED WITH DRAGONS
“ ‘YA NEED A BETTER HOBBY, ‘YA LIL’ SHIT. Go study unicorn’s or somethin’ that doesn’t involve me– especially somethin’ that doesn’t involve me.”
“W--Why don’t you s-suck my ass?” She barely whispered that.
‘ i am from urnaus, i’m here to kiss you.’
“I--I don’t want a kiss though, and if you’re from Uranus, why are you so...normal looking?”
