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Mimikyu in an idol outfit?
"Apparently, you're a sleepwalker."
“Am I really?” He’s rather confused. “Did I sleep walk?”
Market Meeting (Closed RP)
“Limes, olives, anchovies, parsley, garlic, tomatoes...” Violet read off a list as the Baudelaires walked through the small sea-fairing town of Lake Lachrymose.
“I don’t think Aunt Josephine told us to get anything but limes, cucumbers and bread,” Klaus told his sister, adjusting his glasses. “Well, I thought we might be able to prepare pasta puttanesca for her,” Violet said with a hopeful look. “After all, one can’t survive on cold cucumber and lime soup forever. It’s bound to do something horrible to your health...” “Treve shee!” Sunny squeaked. (Meaning: “I think it already has”). “We don’t know if that’s the reason for her being so paranoid,” Violet said to Sunny. “I’ll have to look up health cons of consuming too many cucumbers and limes,” Klaus joked. The children carried on buying the various groceries they needed. “Do you think we should buy a heat blanket for Aunt Josephine?” Klaus suggested. “It might be a bit expensive...” Violet said in a regretful tone. Still, they walked past the quilting shop to see if they did by chance have anything to help the children and their Aunt stay warmer in the weather to come. As Violet looked closely at the hooks holding the “Sale” sign up, trying to figure out if they could be used for any devices, she didn’t realize someone was standing so close to her. She bumped into the girl. “Oh!” she said, jumping back. “I’m so sorry! My fault...”
((Halley)) "Wanna lick the bowl?"
Cooking/Baking RP Starters
“Yeah!” With how he’d been impatiently eyeing the contents of the bowl, She didn’t even have to ask. With her assumed permission, he began to vigorously lick down the remaining contents of the bowl.
((AU Keith?)) "Please, don't gag me!"
Sighing, now a Galra working for the empire Keith shook his head. “I’m sorry... I won’t gag you but.. you must remain quiet.”
🎼
Send 🎼 to witness my muse singing to themselves
Singing softly in the training room after he was done Keith stretched as he sang. Hearing someone walk in the young man stopped within seconds. Turning to see Cyrille he smiled. “Hey.”
“If you tell me, it’ll go away. That’s what my dad always told me and it’s never failed me.”
Looks over at Cyrille. “You sure.. I mean..” Wipes his eyes as tears formed in the corners of his eyes. Sighing he shook his head. “I feel like I’m not a good part of the team. I let my emotions take control... and I really shouldn’t.”
((Cyrille)) ✦ = being well-dressed .
Looks over at Cyrille with a smile. “Oh you look lovely!” Admires the dress she was in. “It’s so pretty, looks good on you.”