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I shall be getting some things done for a 300+ follower giveaway either later today or tomorrow.
hello!
i go by star! i needed a little corner to talk into the void about feelings and thoughts i have on fictional stories. presently, i’ll be focusing on books since that’s what i’ve been keeping up lately, but i hope to expand my reach later on with webtoons and visual novels or so!
i’d also love to make new friends who like to have engaging & fun discussions about stories. i’m totally open to hearing your recommendations.
i mostly aim to keep this blog casual whenever i feel up to it. i hope we can have a good time together!
thank you so much!
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NOOOO WAY, I always saw you as a sempai LOL (although I guess since I'm older, it would sort of impossible lol). Your sense of humor (especially in your tags) is so hilarious xD
>me, a senpai
>me, a senpai to YOU
i blush softly. a gentle breeze kicks in. a tidal wave of cherry blossoms smacks me in the face. i will never be the same again.
A Visit in Limbo || Seto and Mokuba
In retrospect, this time should have been better than before. He was older now, for one. In fact, he was one of the oldest kids at this home. He was also tougher than he'd been, those years with Gozaburo not hardening him quite as must as they had Seto, but still, he wasn't the same weak little kid that had been such an easy target for bullies. No, when it came to the way the other kids treated him here, it was worlds better, but Mokuba couldn't remember ever feeling as miserable as he did now.
They'd separated them. They'd separated him and Seto.
Mokuba sat in a bed that had been his for almost a month now, his eyes staring unblinking at the wall, not really seeing it. They'd made it through so much! They'd beaten their nightmare of a stepfather! Seto had won and the company was his! But then-- he was still only a kid, the man in the government issued suit had said. A kid can't take care of another kid, especially when he's also got an entire company to look after. That part had been said by the woman in a matching starchy suit. They'd come in a pair two days after Gozaburo's death. They had come in a pair and they had taken him away to this place. Almost a month and it felt just the same as that day.
"Mokuba?" The young boy jerked his head towards the voice. He was met with the same kind, sad smile that had greeted him the first day. Mrs. May, the foster mother. "You have a guest, honey. He's in the main room." Mokuba nodded, wordlessly and followed blankly behind her. It was probably the social worker, he'd been the only person to visit-- he kept denying Mokuba's requests to go back to Seto. To see Seto.
TODAY'S THE DAY!!!
Off to Chicago in like 2 hours to see meta saloon people ahhhhh!!!!!!!! :D IM SO EXCITED SOMEONE REMIND ME TO BREATHE
IT IS I!!!
silverfox0433 -----> huffle-precious
#38 is the soundtrack to Skullmonkeys (PlayStation), composed by Terry S. Taylor.
Song: Eeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!
THIIIIIIS BLOG IS THE BEE'S KNEES. KEEP UP THE GOOD WORK!
Aaaawww yeah~! ^_^ Thank you! I'll do my best! *takes a nap instead*