Aug 22, 2013
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Send me a ✆ to know your name/ringtone/picture in my character’s mobile.
Name: Lieutenant AwashimaRingtone: Music box ver. of Matryoshka [x]Picture:
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Send me a ✆ to know your name/ringtone/picture in my character’s mobile.
Name: Lieutenant AwashimaRingtone: Music box ver. of Matryoshka [x]Picture:
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For every ϟ in my inbox I'll tell you a random thought my muse has about yours.
"Can't be totally permafrost, huh..."
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Send me a ☣ and my muse will say something about yours they'd never usually say out loud.
Your cooking is atrocious. . . but having you as a superior isn't all too terrible.
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Lieutenant,
I’m assuming that since you’re reading this, that I’m dead. It’s simple. I fucked up—yes, I know you prefer I don’t use such distasteful language, but oh well.
In other ways, I screwed up the mission. I missed a detail—one detail. I was careless, and I led myself into a trap.
I was alone too; that’s why you didn’t know until now.
Don’t worry—the strain’s dead. I managed to get it, but I was reckless in the process.
The Captain…you’ve probably seen it with your own eyes, but he’s taking the Red King’s death hard. Just keep an eye on him, and make sure he doesn’t do anything fucking stupid. Misaki has Homra to keep an eye on him.
I cant say it was a pleasure working with you--you made my life hell with all that paperwork--but it wasn't the worst either.
Goodbye,
Fushimi Saruhiko
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If we kissed:
[x] This wouldn’t happen. [] Oh disgusting. [] Again, again. [x] Kiss you back. [] Let’s take this to the bedroom. [] Slap/Push you away.
If you asked me out I’d say:
[x] Um no because Lieutenant...? [] YES. [] HOLY ASDFGHJK YESSSSS.
Can we cuddle?:
[x] No. [] Ew. [x] Sure. [] YES.
Sex?:
[] Let’s do it. [] No. You can’t handle my d. [] FUCK YES. [x] No BECAUSE LIEUTENANT!!!
Should you reblog this?:
[] Yes. I want to send you one. [x] Yes. [] No.
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Send me a ☡ for my muse's reaction to walking in on yours undressing.
Of all people to miss a knock on the door, the Lieutenant was the one he hadn't really expected to be--but who was to say that he was surprised? Rather than that, it was the constant amusement that showed up, the same old smirk on his lips formed. It wasn't anything like a new sight, considering he had accidentally walked in countless times before, but it was always entertaining. Passing by her figure to place a few papers atop her desk, shooting a mischievous look and allowing words to trail out of lips before he had left.
"Hasn't this happened enough?"
Not that he's not complaining.
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4th person gets a kiss on the lips
There was an impulse in him to say, "This is exactly what you aimed for, right, Seri-chan?" but the bartender kept it to himself. Instead, He cupped both cheeks of the woman and brushed their lips once before giving her a full kiss on the mouth--one hundred percent passionate, yielding, and steamy.
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