#bitterlymade

[herspicy-blog]

FAMILIARITY IN THE RANK / AN OPPORTUNITY TAKEN; practiced, fluid is her walk . hands wrap around beckoning tie / eyes caste towards the article of clothing with interest before only having to look up an inch . ❝   have i ever told you that i love a man in a suit .   ❞   °   ♡   `   @bitterlymade

[wolfdivine-blog1]

this universe had been born from his hand, molded and created from the imagination of his mind, yet, not all of it flourished from HIM. goddess amaterasu, mother to all--- yet his creations took independent flight, evolving and growing and changing without necessity of his divine touch. yes, it was fascinating to see his world grow, to transform beyond his wildest dreams.

but it made it difficult when he became ignorant of the mortal plane’s happenings, confined too long to the land of the celestial. his nose twitched, curious eyes set upon a man who appeared as any other number of his creations, but whose scent was distinctly...

different.

staring, ishaku often scolded, was rude, but he was not there to stop shiranui now.

‘ ... who are you? ‘

@bitterlymade // sc.

[peachtune]

tira, it wasn't me --

     A  TENTATIVE  smile at best—— such was the most fitting description. Doubt was heavy in the woman, but it would’ve been rude to insist such right away. And terribly unlike herself. Though it was only deserving seeing as Coffee had, in the past, been  KNOWN  to get on the bad side of a number of people. ( Rightfully so but you didn’t hear that from her ). But even knowing this, she was giving him a chance to build a case. The smile stayed and Tiramisu did her best to keep it free of any  SKEPTICISM.  Oh her poor little brother.

          “ What wasn’t you, Coffee ? ”

[tiermade]

Δ FOR THAT SWEET SYMBOL MEME >:3c

muse reactions┊ΕЇЗ┊Δ = playing with their hair . 

          Somewhere there was the softest touch of something playing at her hair. There was something familiar about it, similar to the recognizable feeling of a dog biting at the strands or a cat pawing for attention. This wasn’t any such animal however. Gradually, Tiramisu’s eyelids became less heavy and at the same time the sensation grew less faint. There was definitely someone there as she rubbed the back of her hand to sleep-ridden eyes. “ When did I… ? ” A nap ? She didn’t even remember falling asleep much less taking a seat at the booth.

     Still trying to chase away her drowsiness, she paid a glance behind her to the one that had no doubt unintentionally roused her from slumber. “ Coffee… Did I fall asleep ? I’m sorry I’ll get to— ” a yawn stole the rest of the sentence. No, there was absolutely no way he’d let her get up. And maybe she wouldn’t mind that for once. A content smile graced her lips as she leaned back in the booth.

          “ Are you going to give me a braid ? Heh… It would take a while, you know. ”

[sweetlymade-blog1]

" Would you prefer my bitter flavor? Or would you prefer... ligma."

**              “**  Ligma..? **”** A confused expression was painted across the man’s face as he stared at his significant other. His head tilt ever so slightly, still confused as gears turned. After a second, a realization hit him making him let out an, **“** _Oh_! **”**>>>              A smile slowly made it’s way onto his face as he spoke once more. **“** Oh, Coffee, I know you don’t get out of the shop that much, but it’s pronounced _**LIMA**_. **”** _Obviously_ **THAT** was what Coffee meant. **“** I’m not sure _why_ you would _[brew lima beans](.)_ --- but I think we both know I don’t know too much when it comes to making drinks. **”**

[sweetlymade-blog1]

♡ + hobbies

## [♡ HC.](http://sweetlymade.tumblr.com/post/176760178192/send-me-a-word-and-ill-write-a-headcanon) >>>             Hobbies are not actually something that Chocolate is very abundant in, as he likes to spend his time helping others the best he can. However, when he does have time to himself he generally finds himself tending to his indoor garden, or playing guitar. He’s dabbled before in poetry, though that involves more deep thinking that he prefers to do in his free time alone so it’s not something he does often. 

[tiermade]

     She merely blinked at his actions, confused for a slight moment regarding why he stopped her. Or perhaps it wasn’t too much of a question. He always did say some thing or other about ‘ style ’ and ‘ purpose ’. Not exactly something she understood, but each time she simply puffed her cheeks in quiet protest and let it be. This time was no different. Really she couldn’t help but wish he let her spoil him a bit more. After all, he always tries to do so much for her— it wasn’t fair. “ Now, who ever made that your job ? ”

         Spoken in an endearing, playful tone. A smile took place at her lips as she gave a small shake of the head. “ I should be the one looking after a hard-worker like you. Never mind my break, I haven’t been working long. Have you taken yours ? ” He didn’t even need to answer as the young woman had already taken his hands, ready to lead him to the nearest seat.

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