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[ SHHHHHHH NO BABY YOU’RE WONDERFUL and i love you too <33333 BUT TAKE YOUR TIME IT’S NO RUSH ]
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旦 .... (MAINLY DIRECTED @SELF TO WRITE YOUR REPLY i love you weeps)
[ SHHHHHHH NO BABY YOU’RE WONDERFUL and i love you too <33333 BUT TAKE YOUR TIME IT’S NO RUSH ]
dlvby:
[SMS ≫ フンフン。] I have a whole shelf of soup!!!!! [SMS] Come over so I can make you some ( ̄▽ ̄)ノ [SMS] I can make you warm in other ways too if you want!!! [SMS] If you’re cold… don’t catch a cold! Come over!
( ` sms: mimi. ) at this point i’m pretty sure i can go over and get any food i want... ( ` sms: mimi. ) make me warm in other ways? are you getting me a heater? ㅇㅅㅇ ( ` sms: mimi. ) it’s okay, i have a few jackets to keep me warm.
zzz, (≧∇≦) , ¥ and (;╹⌓╹) !!!
\zzz= What time the character enjoys sleep or being awake
Lana is one of those “Early bird caught the worm” type of people and is probably up before even the sun most days. It’s also prime time for her self-implemented beautification projects as no one is awake to stop her. But, Lana also has a horrid habit of staying up later than she should.
(≧∇≦) = What makes the character happy
Despite her royal background, simple gifts make Lana a happy elf. Things like scented candles, painted flower pots or even an invitation to hang out leave her extremely grateful that she has such wonderful friends. However, because of her royal upbringing, Lana loves jewels and anything that shines. As much as she’ll fuss and say you shouldn’t have, she’ll wear it everyday.
¥ = How the character handles money or spends it
Considering her current state of affairs, Lana is mostly using her money to save up for a place of her own and is thus very frugal, only spending money on necessities and if she absolutely must.
(;╹⌓╹) = What scares the character
She’d never admit it, but Lana is absolutely terrified of the dark, but not so much the actual dark as what could be in there. On a more serious note, Lana is scared no one will ever take her seriously no matter what she does to prove herself, in this world or her own.
dlvby said: (( oh my god weeps can I reply to this do you mind it was wonderful??? ;-;
⚉ and ♦ !
make my muse uncomfortableStatus: Accepting Source: x
⚉- Who would you most like to get married to? “So far I have never been somehow attracted to anyone and I can’t imagine being married to anyone as well. I don’t have any Idol I’d look up to, or admire in that way most people do.”
♦- Who would you most like to go on a two month roadtrip with? “People I’m close to. Most likely Mel, because we know each other the longest and she’s one of those people who’s able to understand me the fastest. Besides that It’s hard for me to spend a long time with anyone. I get quickly exhausted from conversations and anything linked to that.”
Just Drifting | L&M
{ dlvby }
Sometimes Lana didn’t mind being placed in the labs. Sure, it wasn’t where the action was and her lab partner was an annoying piece of shit, but it did give insight into the Kaiju anatomy. And, she was helping making mods for both the Jaegers and pilots’ suits. It would be better to fight out in the field, of course, that was her absolute dream. But, walking around the Shatterdome with a scowl that could murder the faint of heart wasn’t the worst alternative she imagined.
God, she fucking hated that lab, but what could she do? Well, it seemed all that scowling became an unsaid prayer because one day, she received the closest thing to a Godsend she was going to get in this lifetime.
‘Assistant Kavra, report to the launch pad. Assistant Kavra, please report to the launch pad.’
She couldn’t have run there any faster if she wanted to, this could be her chance to finally get in the pilot’s seat and get in the thick of the action instead being some sort of backseat driver. The young doctor was panting by the time she made it to the launch pad, taking a few deep breaths. She really needed to get back in the gym, she’d be nothing but skin and bones at this rate. When she saw the gathered group of obviously new graduates, her shoulders slumped, was she only here to give a speech on how absolutely fulfilling lab work was? To lie through her teeth? They could kiss her ass if that’s what they called her here for.
Turning quickly on her heel with a scoff, Lana was ready to stomp off back to examine Kaiju innards before she quite literally fell into a much taller and fully outfitted pilot with a loud thud. “Jesus! You can’t watch where you’re going, Mr. High and Mighty!?” She shrieked, gripping her nose with a hiss of pain.
ok. why you okay with bunnies but NOT MY DOGS I AM OFFENDED
don’t take it personally, i’m like that with all dogs and cats.
don’t take this personally either, but bunnies are way cuter than your dogs???
bunnies don’t bark.
bunnies are soft and fluffy.
i can carry bunnies without feeling like i’m going to drop a newborn child onto the floor any second.
"Am I dead? Are you an angel?"
A not so discrete sigh escaped him at the words, tangled within it a silent ´thank you´ aimed to whatever deity had listened. Even if he claimed to not believe in a higher power, somehow, he still found himself praying in times of need. Human nature he supposes.
He´d always had a faint heart for these matters, and a paranoid mind. From the moment he opened the front door and set eyes on him, panic had started rushing through his veins. Only ceasing to scold himself for the brief hesitance of whether to catch the man or the pizza box in his hands. Thankfully, he made up his mind before the latter collapsed in his arms. It was even a surprise he managed to lay him safely on the ground considering the violent quivering of his hands. Perhaps he was being melodramatic, but who in their sane minds remains calm when another fall unconscious on your doorstep. And after a few seconds of a distressed Cassius fanning him with a pizza pamphlet, his eyes opened once again. The air filling his lungs at the sight.
“No and thank you but…no.” A breathy laughter leaves him, mostly out of relief as color soon replaces the previous pallor. “I will take that as a compliment anyways…God, are you okay?”