@everdiamond ∕ 💖: losing my mind.
“Agh-- It feels like I’m losing my mind...!”
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@everdiamond ∕ 💖: losing my mind.
“Agh-- It feels like I’m losing my mind...!”
@everdiamond asked : “Can you help me with this for a second, stranger?” ((for risotto!!
first meeting starters || accepting
“....”
He isn’t sure what caused her to ask HIM for help. Most people avoid speaking to him altogether, but she didn’t seem the least bit phased by his stature or appearance {which he’s told by his team can come off as ‘scary’}. Luckily, he does have a moment or two before he has anywhere important to be, and so Risotto decides that MAYBE he can spare a second.
“What do you need me to do?” If it’s just help carrying something, something simple like that, it should be easy enough.
@everdiamond said: ❛ Darling, stop wishing on dead stars. ❜ short stories. / accepting.
ㅤ ㅤ Her body froze, not knowing how to continue to move naturally after that interruption. Not just the words, but the way they were spoken captured her attention, occupying her thoughts all at once. Eyebrows furrowed slightly, soft lips pressed together to create a thin line — the discomfort was pretty obvious, lighting up her face with an ominous light. She was only a teenager, a dead one. A life taken so violently too early, her last moments filled her heart with terror, her mind with a thousand doubts. When Reimi woke up and found herself in the alley, realizing what happened and what she needed to do to achieve a closure, all that was left for her was wishing on dead starts. Her father always said 'never stop believing' and she repeated this mantra to exhaustion, clinging to it like a piece of wood floating in the ocean after a tragic shipwreck.
ㅤ ㅤ She could never collapse. The safety of an entire town depended on it. People died while her hands remained tied for fifteen long years, hope put the world on her shoulders and applied a weight that was sometimes unbearable. How could that woman say anything to intentionally make her feel depressed? ❝ I don’t know why I should stop. Sometimes that’s all people have, it seems cruel to deprive them even of that. ❞ Her voice was always polite, yet firm enough to make her point. Pink-colored gaze studied the woman's features, recognizing someone powerful there. Not because of the Stand that she should have, otherwise the two would not be talking now, although she seemed not to take that into consideration. Her personality was dominating, magnetic — the kind that forces others to listen to what she has to say.
ㅤ ㅤ Perhaps it made she feel offended, even though the woman owed her anything. Not even solidarity, although it would be appropriate to do that. Curiosity aroused by that unexpected reaction forced Reimi to overcome her preference for discretion and speak again. ❝ Have you never wished on dead stars? Never wanted something so bad? ❞ The answer was already known. Everyone wanted something, to the point of sacrificing anything for victory. The self-confidence that emanated from the eldest made her believe that it was already in her clutches. ❝ I did, and I got it. I want more, and I know I will get it the same way. ❞ Eyes flashing with determination, the desire to feel alive guided her steps now. So easy in front of Stand users — forever grateful for the kind of rule that made them attract each other. As long as she stayed close to one, it would be so simple.
@thekingsaid & @everdiamond said: Little things your muse does to show their significant other they care? soft sunday meme. / accepting.
Reimi demonstrates mainly through physical intimacy. She doesn't need a special reason, just because they can and want is more than enough for her. Holding hands while talking, play with their hair, wipe a strand of hair away from their face or tuck a lock behind their ear, a gentle kiss on the cheek or temple or lips, caress their cheek or trail her fingers along their jaw line with her fingertips while watching them... She also asks a lot of questions, wants to know all the details — offer support and encouragement no matter what. In the free spirit verses she likes to surprise them with little things: baking a cake or cookies, drawing or painting for them, taking them for a walk somewhere she has discovered. Every second is important to let her feelings flourish and make sure they know she cares a lot.
“You run your mouth when I’m not around.”
“So what if I do? I don’t even recall getting your name, now that I think about it.”