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[gigithelalafell]

When he looks at you like this, what can you do?

[hamonqueen-blog]

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          ┈┈「 ♚｡ »  “Happy birthday, Caesar.” The rectangular box in her possession was entirely enveloped in red wrapping paper and neatly tied together with a white ribbon. Stretching her hand out for him, she handed the present she had prepared just for this special occasion to him. There was no special card attached to the gift and they did not exchange familial kisses or even a hug before he received the item. She simply passed it over to him, folded her arms and waited for him to finish unwrapping it. The appearance of the small smile on her face would barely count as an affectionate action to an outsider. 

         While a lot of people preferred to show their love through grand gestures and sweet doting words, Lisa Lisa preferred to use her actions to subtly portray her feelings. It was extremely rare for her to initiate any kind of physical contact and she was quiet and aloof most of the time, so those who did not know her usually misunderstood her nature and start believing that she was a cold woman who was only concerned about her duties. They were, of course, wrong. The object located inside the box was proof that she did care, that she was fond of the people she cared about. It showed exactly how fond she was of Caesar.

         Once he removed the lid, he would immediately discover a smooth and simple silver locket tucked between satin cloth. Connected to a long chain, there were also a feather and a tiny red gem attached to the locket. It was a beautiful necklace, but there was more to the gift than just this. “Open it.” Once he did what she instructed him to do, he would notice that one of the two spaces within was already taken by a portrait painting of a man. The face belonged to Mario Zeppeli, Caesar’s deceased father. “You once told me you didn’t even have a picture of your father."

         Lisa Lisa had recently lost her foster father and she discovered that she found a lot of comfort by just looking at his photograph. It was how she realized her student needed it too. Unfortunately she did not have a photo of him either, so she settled for the next best thing. After finding the perfect artist, she spent her first two paycheck on a detailed painting of Mario. They were not close; but he was someone she frequently met in the past, so she had a clear image of his facial features. Once the painter delivered exactly what she had asked for, she had them resize the painting before inserting it inside the locket.

        “I didn’t put anything in the other slot. You should decide what picture to put in there yourself.” The hamon master wasn’t going to reveal the reason why she decided to give him such a sentimental gift this year. This was unusual since she always bought him something that was not close to his heart every year, like a special kind of lighter.

[armsthrifting]

💖 chinhands

Send “💖” and my muse will admit something they find cute about yours.

Oh, GODS no.

Just.. stick to something aesthetic-wise, Inigo. It’s your safest bet. Don’t let onto anything more. And really, he absolutely hates to say it, but it’s hard to pick just one thing. 

“Um..” there’s hesitance before a nearly aggressive sigh follows it and Inigo ruffles at his own dark hair in mild agitation, “I don’t know. The marks on your face are.. well, really cute..” WAIT, “sort of cute! Sort of cute!!”

[resourcefulripple-blog]

LEAVE

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Of course he was here.

Jojo was ready to enjoy this new city, see the sights and meet the ladies, but instead this little linguine with arms had to show up. Jojo groaned, letting his sound reach the other male’s ears. “Great just what I wanted, a blonde flirt who can’t dress himself. Now all I need is a jackass that can’t stop flirting with girls... Oh wait!” Joseph grinned, happy to have delivered such a sick burn. “So you were brought here too?”

[roguetype]

                                                                  @flirtato

         Supposedly you were an expert when it came to appearifying shenanigans and portal travel but sometimes even you, the grand master of sneaky antics, screwed up. with your gun clutched to your chest you waited for impact as you fell through a fenestrated plane but you never met the hard ground. instead, you were caught before your graceless fall.

           ❝well, hellooooo there.❞ and by a stud no less. ❝gotta say i’m a lil’ weak in the knees right now so you probs shouldn’t put me down for a bit, ya feel?❞

[armsthrifting]

See, when Inigo had requested to pay for the drink of the customer behind him-- a very pretty girl, in fact-- this really wasn’t what he’d.. First things first, he was absolutely sure the person behind him had been a girl. Perhaps too short for the barista to see in the crowd of people swarming the counter, but really, he’d tried to make it as clear as possible. 

So, safe to say that a little choke on his own drink was given when a clearly not-feminine voice thanks him for a free drink. And he recognizes, just barely and by some miracle, both the voice and the face. 

It’d be hard not to, if Inigo were to be completely honest.

He struggles for a second and wipes his mouth carefully, trying to take the quick gap to compose himself before he actually says anything. “It wasn’t supposed to be for you!” And Inigo is pretty certain the blond knew that, if he’s learned anything from their first encounter, “I was very explicit about my request, too! I can’t believe this.”

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