#((it's fine!))

[a-shy-mage]

@ask-hydachi-turnip-and-friends

Well, consider Jay started by the boy. He couldn’t help but squawk in response to the sudden question. After a bit of time, Jay’s feathers looked a bit less fluffed up. “W...What.” Jay said, and looked at the boy in confusion. “O..oh. I’ve been able to whistle like that for a while. Practice tends to help?” 

[sinfulxxxkisses]

Text: Akira, is there any particular reason you are messaging me. Ron swore he was getting texts from the other, but at the moment he couldn't see what being messaged to him. Well he could, but he was trying to finish his work. This chapter wasn't going to write itself, and he only had a few pages to go. (Hope this is ok?)

@sinknightsworn

She’s stressed....It wasn’t awful like high school, but university life and her internship created a hug mass of stress that Akira struggled to keep under control. At first she had been playing around with her outfits...A few not too risque or too revealing...

But then....

[To Ron]: Look at the images attached. That is your answer. ;)

Akira had taken a few pictures of her unbuttoning her white dress shirt.

At first, the first few buttons then....A series of pictures of her unbuttoning and angling the camera to make sure Ron can see her exposed skin. The whole outfit had just honestly just been the white button up along with a pair of black thigh highs over her legs as she laid out on her bed.

The last picture she had sent before he texted was one of her on the bed, kneeling with her legs spread open as her button up was completely open. The curves of her breasts barely covered by the flimsy white fabric of the shirt as she winked at him.

[To Ron]: Been feeling stressed since finals...Want to blow some steam?

[xnaaraanciiaax]

Narancia: Hey other me! How's it going? Finally confessed to Giogio or what? (-notsodailygionara, hi! sorry for intruding just like this sdfasdfas)

"Hey, shut up, I'll do it when I have the time! We might be the same person but I won't hesitate to beat your ass!"

@notsodailygionara

[la-reine-de-la-nord]

"Sansa!" Rickon calls, dashing through the halls with Shaggy dog following him. "Sansa! Jon and Arya won't let me go swimming with them! It's not fair! They're taking Bran!" The little boy throws himself into his older sisters skirts and looks up at her pouting. ((I hope this is okay))

Sansa was slightly taken aback by this, but nevertheless she smiled kindly at her little brother. “I’m sure they’ll take you next time, Rickon,” she said, hoping that would be a comfort to him. “In the meantime, we can always make our own fun, if you want.” She had no idea what that would involve, but at least it might give her something to do other than worry about the royal family’s impending visit, and what the prince was going to think of her. 

[1nstability-moved]

(( Frommmm here ))

@exorcistalice

Allen was also not looking where he was going, watching the 14th’s reflection float behind him in the window since it was getting to be pretty dark outside, and enough people had sense to dodge around someone who had bad rumors surrounding him-

Thus the crash was unexpected, and he stumbled back, trying to reduce the damage too late.

“Ah! I apologize! I wasn’t looking where I was going.” He apologized with a short bow of his head while the other exorcist got to her feet, “... And um, Yes, I am Allen Walker.” He added, examining the other. He hadn’t seen her before, “It’s nice to meet you, er... what is your name, miss?”

[detectiveofmysteries-archive]

The putrid scent of something burning assaulted Akako long before she lay her eyes upon the disaster zone that had once been a kitchen. She waved a hand before her nose, distaste etched into her visage ""Does something smell burnt to you?" (I hope this is okay? ;~:)

She had been hoping that the burnt smell would somehow go unnoticed, but no such luck. Sera sheepishly removed the tray of burnt cookies from the oven and set them down on the counter, wrinkling her nose at the smell.

"Whoops..."

[rat-king-of-the-southern-is-blog]

"Hey Linus! Do you want to bathe your subjects? I'll help you." Rapunzel was stuck here for a while so she might as well try to make some friends no matter how...unique they were.((lost the last thread, sorry!))

"Bathe?" the dungeon king questioned. Bathing wasn’t common in the Southern Isles dungeons. He had certain bathing days planned for himself. As for his subjects, they could take care of it on their own just by grooming themselves. "I’m afraid they don’t need assistance. However, thanks for the offer."