❛ i’m itching to find out if bench pressing someone is feasibly possible. shall we experiment ? ❜
。゚ ◜ @grievingflorist
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❛ i’m itching to find out if bench pressing someone is feasibly possible. shall we experiment ? ❜
。゚ ◜ @grievingflorist
@grievingflorist continued from HERE
"Right? I never wanted to leave when I found this place.”
It had been far too long since Kaibara had last found herself in the greater outdoors -- surrounded by trees many times taller than buildings and serenaded by the serene song of the wilderness. Even with so much on her plate, one long breath of the fresh air was enough to put it all behind her. For as long as she was in the woods, at least.
She tilted her head, aiming her gaze higher so that she could meet the eyes of her rather tall companion. A grin tugged at her lips as she told him, “Depending on how the day goes, I may just stay behind this time.”
rosy bashfulness spreads rapidly across ivory canvas , demure countenance flushed as she reproached herself for being so faint - hearted // shrinking at their close proximity to which she was no stranger with , forgive her ; to suddenly exhibit signs of hyper self - awareness over how near they were to each other at a time like this , considering all the instances she’s gotten up into his face whenever something riveted her attention and inspired unruly excitement to amass violently from within her . she can only hope the tell-tale signs of subtle discomposure go unnoticed .
all from merely having her hands securely enveloped in his .
❛ goodness , my hands are so tiny ! ❜
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@grievingflorist
{🐻} - “You... you got hurt in my dream....” Kuruk rubs his eyes. He might as well eat something while he’s up. That and make sure Hide was okay. “Is your... ankle okay?...” He looks worried. And sleepy!
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Send me ❤ on anon and I’ll compliment someone at random!
@twofacedhuntress / @grievingflorist / @vampiricfather
REALLY NEEDS TO REALIZE THAT BEING YOUNGER THAN MOST RPERS ≠ LESS QUALITY BECAUSE EVEN I, A FREAKING 26 YEAR OLD GETTING MY MFA IN CREATIVE WRITING, ENVIES HER TALENT AND CHARACTERIZATION :U <33333
@grievingflorist
Hideki and Raiden were spending a month visiting America -- his uncle would have liked to come along, but he trusted the two men to be able to handle themselves while in the foreign country. They set themselves up in an apartment, and Hideki was excited to see that very close-by there was a flower shop. He often found himself sneaking ( well ... not sneaking but... ) inside to inhale in the mingled scents, though he never could manage to bring himself up to talk to who seemed to run the shop ( he didn’t want to bother him ), but eventually he made his way over to at least greet the other.
“Ah ... hi -- I just wanted to say ya have some beautiful flowers here on display since ‘m ... guessin’ ya work here.”
Yeah, his English was most definitely still a bit choppy and hesitant in some areas, and he had to stop himself a few times to correct some of his Japanese accent slipping into a few words ( seriously, it was hard for him not to say wanted-do just by instinct ).