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// If you’re below 50x50, it’s time to STOP.
This! ☝️☝️☝️ So much this!
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cagedmoon replied to your post: cagedmoon replied to your post: ...
// If you’re below 50x50, it’s time to STOP.
This! ☝️☝️☝️ So much this!
@cagedmoon ♡′d
“ Minazuki, stop being difficult. I just need you to come with me for a second and then you can go back to whatever you were doing. ”
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“Wait- huh? You can’t be serious, right?” Kanji had just stopped by to help Nanako with her arts and craft project for the month only to see Minazuki sitting at their table. Worst of all, Minazuki was in his spot! The P1-Climax Arena was about to be recreated in Narukami’s living room very soon if Kanji didn’t his usual spot right away. “Y’ere like...livin’ here with Senpai and Dojima-san, now?!”
cagedmoon replied to your post: ☢ What fads/trends are you so over?
// It’s actually because a lot of emotion can be expressed through the eyes and sometimes your character is smirking so you want to focus more on that particular part of their icon rather than the whole thing. Like I have Minazuki and he does not express much so I have to find ways to give him more to use when using my icons; otherwise you’d have the same blank stare icon for half his threads. As for noses and jaws…idk who does that.
That makes sense! I personally have icons where it’s a close up of the character because it’s showing he’s gritting his teeth or clenching his jaw, showing that's frustrated or unhappy but this one person just had an icon of the corner of the eye - like they didn’t include the eyebrow and there was no indication of emotion on the eye like maybe half-lidded or wide - it was just someone eye. I guess the saying that ‘eyes are the window to the soul’ does make a lot of sense though! Also, this icon was much much smaller than say, 100x100. This one was just tiny.
moved reply to ask [ x ] // @cagedmoon
Even if Minazuki was right, Fuuka was perhaps a little too curious about the boy. None of the Shadow Operative members really talked, or divulged details, about Sho Minazuki--who he truly was. All Fuuka heard was something among the lines of him having a Persona or not, if he was one person or two, was he really Ikutsuki's son--and it gave her a massive headache.
All she wanted was to see the boy for himself. And to make sure she kept her wits about her--couldn't go being kidnapped twice by him.
"I am the weakest when it comes to combat." She states slowly and softly. Fuuka knows to take her time with him, knowing that she would want Juno to sense what lies deep down in his torn soul. "I am similar in power to Rise Kujikawa, except I cannot battle. My Persona, Juno, allows me to sense for shadows and people--and the weaknesses they have. I make sure that my friends, my allies, are protected." Fuuka lowered her head, recalling in her mind the first time she was useless in such a long time since a member of SEES. Trying to push that memory away from Inaba, Fuuka realized he mentioned the name 'Sho', but didn't want to press Minakuzi yet.
"So, at this moment, you have the upper hand. Then again, we barely know of each other. You can take this as me wanting to help and learn more about you. We could sit down and talk like normal humans. Or," Fuuka tilted her head to the side, keeping her eyes trained softly at the boy even if her heart was pounding in her ears as Juno leaked information about how strong he was in her mind, "I could get my hands dirty trying to help you in anyway I can to relieve your pain."
𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐓𝐒 𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐘 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍. her empathy born from a seedling of sorrows, protected by the cage of her ribs / pulsing inside of her like parasite feeding off her internal organs. it exist within eurydice's sleeves, under the guise of virtue. the painted messiah : the ideal. yet such impressions are not made to last, and awkwardly she stands before you bereft of false cheerfulness. it was tiresome, isn't it ? to wear such bravado every day to hide the pain. she does it too, quite skillfully in fact. perhaps no different from the way you deal with your own. but still, she will not pry nor will she risk the consequences of your ire. instead, she offers you a momentarily truce. from one suffering person to another. ❝ you know, at times like this. i like to get myself an extra large beef bowl. would you like to join me ? ❞ // @cagedmoon
@cagedmoon Wants a Meeting with Despair~
“Why am I here, you ask? Well. Honestly, I am just too bored with the world as it is~” The female slowly shifted, spreading her hands around, feeling the breeze upon her skin, watching down below from the giant tower in the middle of the city clouded by crimson smoke. The concept of the world being destroyed. She had heard of it many times now.
Giant events always involving shadows, always involving a strange dimension outside of human understanding. Always involving Personas. She wanted to know more. She wanted to observe it all. She wanted to be as close to it as possible.
Sho Minazuki. Minazuki Sho. They’ll fail. Just as everyone before. The Fool Always wins the game of cards. But that doesn’t stop Junko from hoping for a different scenario. And so she is here. She Grins, turning towards Minazuki, her large pigtails swaying in the wind.
“What did YOU expect I was here for? You are all worried about that other one’s safety, eh? That’s kinda cute. I don’t plan on backstabbing anyone if that’s what you want to know~” She laughs. A tease.
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“Well, threaten me with a good time.”
His hand calmly rose and took hold of the jagged blade pointed directly under his chin, easing it back down. The grin on his face went from excited to wolfish, as though someone had dangled the world’s most succulent steak before his very eyes, just out of reach. Something seemed to wake in the high school giant, a fierce beast straining at it’s cage, and he took a step back from the swordsman, eyes dilated and focused.
“Well, shithammer, if we’re doin’ this, you best get the hell ready. I’m gonna shove my foot so far up your ass I can floss your teeth with my shoelaces.”