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How would Gale be when she will be reaching adulthood?
[She's definitely more talkative, having gotten over her shyness. She also has a much better handle over her semblance and powers.
She's still on the shorter side, but would be taller than before. Tallest she'll probably get is 5' 3".
And yes, she's still addicted to sweets.]
@odigxs
“... It would crush my pride to even try to explain this.”
@phlegmxtical
He wasn’t sure how exactly this happened or how it was even possible but the sight of a familiar book store with polished windows how it was all those days and months back then.
A few looks inside from the window was a familiar face sitting in the counter reading as usual. He was sure that he wasn’t where he was supposed to since even she perfectly belonged there.
with a small breath he walked into the store as quiet as he could and watched as his dear friend was reading another novel as usual.
“...Miss Valin? Mind if i speak with you”
(dont mind me i’m saving this here forever)
robyn: i also feel like kagami would be like "ok kids your turn!!! give me your loudest ROARS" / and the kids come home like "mama we roared like wild tigers today!!!!" and kagamis like *sunglasses emoji*
She was busy making sugar cookies.
"I shouldn’t have yelled at you."
@gadian-shin - i lost the prompt ; ; but i remember it’s related to this ask right ( HERE )
it’s been a week since noya’s incident, and two days since the doctor confirmed noya can no longer do any strenuous activities. she remembers as he kept on talking, bringing up physiotherapy and a few medications to help ease the pain until he was fit to walk again. she remembers him talking and noya staring at his hands, at first laying motionless in his lap but at the end his fingers were curled tight into his palms, his knuckles white.
noya was barely holding himself back, a ticking bomb.
it’s also been two days since noya’s outburst, and yuki knows fully well he didn’t mean what he said. the world he knew and had built came crashing down too fast for anyone to comprehend. she knows, she understands, but it doesn’t mean his words did hurt. they’ve been friends, practically family, for years now and what else is there to expect besides her dropping anything on her hands to rush to his side?
“it’s okay,” yuki’s voice is low as she leans forward in her seat, one of her hands laying on top of his. she gives him a smile, one that doesn’t quite wrinkle her eyes, it’s faint and lasts for a brief second. kagami booked the earliest flight and was on his way. maybe seeing kagami will do noya more good.
“i–” her sentence is cut off by her phone’s ringing. yuki checks the time on her watch and it reads 3:30PM. it’s time for her to pick up cody. she gives noya’s hand a firm squeeze before rising from her seat with grace her shaky legs shouldn’t offer, but she’s grateful for nonetheless. “i have to pick up cody..” she pauses, mulling over her words and thoughts, “i’ll give him a quick shower and lunch then i’ll stop by again, okay? he wants to see you, said he wants to show you more pictures of his bird.”
and again, there’s this pause. she’s standing, with nothing more to say and yet she’s still here, almost afraid of letting his hand go. afraid..why?
“i love you, you know that right? we all do.” yuki gives his head a kiss and this uncertainty in her chest quiets down. “do you want me to bring you anything? besides cody and his stories?”
— Ara...
@thetraitordemon <<
So, she wasn’t wrong about her first thought. “Orange and red are beautiful colors which may match my fur, the leaves which have been painted in orange and red are dead. There’s no beauty in death at all. But, I have to say: it’s better than the pure white of the winter time, the time that I despise the most.” Her answer was long, but revealed a simple mindset, a mindset of a old hag who didn’t enjoyed her younger days.
“My sister-in-law said something about the thing you just said now. She said something about sweets that I am not used to the names and other stuff like... Dressing up as monsters, I guess.” And yet... She seemed interested in this topic, more like a young child trying to not sound excited because of the word sweets. “I wonder... This is a party, right? Maybe I should trow one? I don’t know... I really wanted to see my nephews smiling at me without being forced by their parents.”
