#4chanishellamoe

[kokonehime-blog]

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Athena screams internally. It's not a bad scream, like when she was arrested, or when she saw the doubt on Apollo's face, but it is still an internal shriek. Why are there so many pretty girls here? Had she just not noticed them back home? Was she too busy with her law degree?

Either way. The girl's hair is so beautiful and Athena can't help herself.

"Hi - ummm, I'm sorry if this is weird, but your hair is so pretty?" Her face is bright, excited, and Widget couldn't possibly glow any greener. "Is it naturally that colour? I mean - it's beautiful either way! And your clothes are so nice!"

Rambling. Is it really any surprise that Athena loves bright colours? Have you seen her suit? The bright yellow one? That she’s wearing right now? I thought so.

[boneafideguardsman-blog]

“HUMANS CAN HAVE PINK HAIR TOO? WOWIE!” He spoke without warning from directly behind this woman. Having only met one human in his life, his reference pool was a little small. Regardless, he stares at her, thoroughly in awe.

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[heidun]

“Hey, Clover. It’s been a while.”

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[ikeatrice-blog]

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“Hey,” Beatrice said, and again, “Hey.”

Look: it’s simple. When you’re the only two people sitting in an intensely commercialized breakfast restaurant at three in the morning, there are certain rules of courtesy to follow--like, don’t stand in front of the only television in the room, and don’t talk on your phone, for heaven’s sake. Or could it even be called talking? More like chirping; more like chattering incessantly to some presumably captive audience paying less attention than Beatrice herself... You’d think her fellow insomniacs would know better than that.

“Hey,” she said again, “are you listening to me? I’m asking you to please stop.”

[schrodingerskanny]

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[morphogeneticmiddleman]

;)

"....Clover no."

[morphogeneticmiddleman]

Love 'Em and Cleave 'Em || [closed, 4chanishellamoe]

Junpei's visit to the house was for a specific purpose, and that was the birthday of one of his friends from back home. He never really discussed this with her, and figured why not show up with a birthday gift for her. After all, they were friends, and that was what friends did.

He'd made sure to get something she'd like, or at least, that he thought she'd like, so over all it was a big pink bag of uncertainty sitting by his feet one he stood on the porch of the house.

Knocking on the door to the large zoo house, he rocked on his heels, making his tennis shoes squeak slightly against the porch, waiting for someone to answer. As much fun as he's had going into strange doors without asking over the years, he figured that maybe this one wasn't exactly the best door to try that on. Besides, it wasn't even numbered.

[enchantedpoofs]

♡ The entire Lighthouse

He runs to everybody's bedroom and gives them all small kisses on the forehead and whispers goodnight,