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[nycttophilic-a]

@bldscrm 🖤’d~

Dark Horse—Katy Perry

“Don’t make me your enemy...”

[diverse-hearts-a]

@bldscrm

Was she really the person that he’d been told to seek out? With a sigh, he pushed his hands into his jacket pockets and walked off across the street to meet with the girl he’d been directed towards. This city annoyed him and the less time he had to spend inside it the better.  “Hi...are you Nadya? A friend of mine said you may be able to help me with something...”

[voskreshat]

@bldscrm

❝ ... Can I help you? ❞  He’d been caught redhanded, nesting on the roof of a tall building with a pair of binoculars in his hand. His accent was heavy for Japanese wasn’t a language he found easy to speak, but as he turned to glance at the girl, he noticed she most definitely was not Japanese... that was suspicious. 

[giifft]

  ◜  @bldscrm   ❤◞

◜ ◌ ◞ “You’re looking at me as if I did something strange.”  She stared right at the woman, in her hand was her bubble wand. Pandora was playing off the fact that the bubble wand had suddenly appeared in her hand. Whatever the other would say she would try to form a perfect lie and let it appear as normal as possible what she just did. It was not the first time someone had seen her summoning her bubble wand, but most of the time if someone did, she would attack them. This was one of the rare times she would wait and see what would happen. Depends on the woman’s reaction she might attack or let it go. Still, she would be highly suspicious of her. 

[elitexfourxlucian]

@bldscrm

“...was there something you required of me?” He noticed them staring at him for some time, and while he was content to ignore it, he knew from experience that such an action would solve nothing.

[nycttophilic]

@bldscrm Inquired: “Come here, quick!” ((@Atsushi :V))

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Corner Kisses—No Longer Accepting

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“H-Huh..??” the weretiger blurted out as he was suddenly pulled into a corner and—

Oh... Milky features turned a bright red as lips met with his own, the girl’s body pressed against his as she kissed him. He couldn’t do anything, instead his hands hovered in the air and shook lightly as he tried to wrap his head around what was happening. 

Nadya was kissing him. Someone as beautiful and wonderful as Nadya was kissing him. He could hardly think and he had no idea what to do...until he saw some people walk by and see them, that reminded him of the job at hand.

And that gave him enough courage to place his hands on her hips and close his eyes, desperately trying to kiss her back and not just stand stiff like a plank. He was terrible at this... and now, his first kiss wasn’t even a real kiss..!!

[diverse-hearts-a]

♋ ((@ Garth :V))

Send me ♋ for our muses to switch bodies for a thread.

How had he ended up in this type of situation? He’d been sleepwalking, he thinks. He remembers being in the library, remembers hearing something nearby and shifting from his blankets to take a look around - instead, a blinding light had filled his vision and he’d fainted...at least that’s what he had thought had happened. But here he was, waking up into a room that wasn’t his, staring down at slender hands that definitely weren’t his own, hair longer than his, falling over one shoulder and across his chest - which had to one of the more alarming things about this entire situation. He gazed around, locating a mirror and dragging himself to his feet, hugging his arms around himself as the nightdress he wore didn’t do much to provide much warmth. Who dressed for bed this naked in winter!? “Oh god no!”

How had this happened and of all people to be stuck...what inside the mind of? Would that be the term? If he was here then was she...oh god no. He glanced around the room to find something to actually get dressed into, trying to do his best to avoid touching his chest - honestly, he hadn’t realised Nadya’s chest quite so much as he currently was, face beat red as he stripped and got changed as quickly as he could possibly manage. Why was this happening? Scratch that. He had to get to her before she did something stupid - or someone did something to her....there were a million and one things that screamed of this being a disaster...and as he found the flattest shoes he could and grabbed her bag, sprinting outside and towards the Port Mafia towers, it suddenly dawned on him that he had no idea on what her ability was or how to use it. Oh, please say his father had taken the last two bells off him again. If she rang the largest in the middle of the towers...nope no - just keep running Garth, well as best as he could in a body that wasn’t his, was quite small and god why was it so awkward to run like this? He tucked one arm over his chest, helping to hold it steady as he picked up speed, using the back entrance ways that he knew of to try and get back home quicker.@bldscrm

[diverse-hearts-a]

♤ - slam a door shut before my muse can leave the room @ Chuuya?

Manhandling symbol starters

He’d been attempting to leave to avoid from hurting her. He’d been trying to protect her from the fire that was burning deep inside his chest and yet here she’d gone and slammed the door shut in his face. He stood there gazing at the door for a few seconds before he turned around to glare at her. What was it that she wanted from him? What more did she wish to do?

“Are you wanting me to snap? Do you think I’ll be gentle on you just because you happen to be a woman?”, a hand raised up to rub against the side of his head, taking a moment to think on if he should just leave anyway or if he should stop and see what it was that she wanted to say. Why? What did it matter what she wanted to say? Nothing that came from her mouth could be trusted anyway. “...what? What do you want? You have five seconds - then I’m either going through that door or through the darn wall...”

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