#h96momo

[daoslia-blog]

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[origin] // @h96momo

❤ : locked in a closet by a friend who just wants them to get along (or possibly hook up)

       along with the push and pull of her friends who invited her out to a small party, the tipsy flight attendant couldn’t have held herself together that she was pushed into a dark and cramp closet with very little resistance coming from her. what came next took her by a complete surprise, stumbling backwards as the weight of another female pressed up against her for a moment until the other woman was able to get back on balance. the dim lighting around the closet was very poor, sophie could barely see the other woman’s face. sophie wasn’t even sure who the woman was or whether she saw the woman at the party earlier. she may have been blabbering about people around her negatively, but she couldn’t recall whether the woman with her in the closet was one of the victims.

       “for fuck’s sake…” she mumbled to herself after her attempt on turning the knob of the door open, a hand banging against the wooden door as she shouted for the others on the other side of the door to open up – but no response came. sighing and partially giving up, sophie turned to face the woman who hadn’t spoken since pushed inside the closet. her face turned annoyed at the whole situation. “am i supposed to know you?”

[vartouhix-archive-blog]

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x (not accepting)

147. You don’t know I love you.

Vartouhi’s eyes fixated on the head of golden hair in the crowd, her heart fluttering as the girl turned her head to speak to her friend, and she caught a glimpse of her smiling. Time seemed to slow down to give her the time to appreciate every finer detail. Her round, sweet cheeks pushed her eyes up into charming crescents of dark, beautiful lashes. Rosy, plump lips pulled back to reveal neat white teeth. Focused on her like she was, the princess could hear her peals of laughter carry over the crowd.

Her eyes dropped to the sling around her shoulder, keeping her left arm cradled to her midriff. It brought to mind another moment where time seemed to slow down, just two weeks before. A car hurtling toward a girl entirely too engrossed in something on her phone. The feeling of her heart beating so hard it hurt as she took that girl into her arms and kept running to the other side of the road. The wide, bewildered brown eyes that had struck her so deeply she couldn’t get the girl out of her mind.

It was pure coincidence that the alien would see this specific human again. She couldn’t help wonder if fate was presenting her with an opportunity. Her heart ached at the idea.

[cavalierco]

@h96momo warranted a starter.

AH, THE LIBRARY. Not a place of which he was particularly fond. It was a tad too quiet for his tastes, and smelled more like aging canvas and book bindings than, well, anything remotely fun, in even the slightest iota. The only time the youth would find himself within its confines was when he wanted to utilize his student discount on coffee. Not that he needed it, of course; he was more than well-to-do in terms of finances, but that’s not to say he was irresponsible with what he has. Extreme couponing isn’t exactly Jesse’s forté, but if he’s got a voucher or something to get a convenience for a smaller or no price at all, he’s not stupid.

His other motive for stumbling into the building at such a late hour was that he actually was going to do work and complete an assignment. He, due to his schedules and a severe condition that he so fondly deems selective participation, is one to put in minimal effort, only finishing tasks for university when they’re integral. Though, to his dismay, it appeared others felt the same way, judging by the lack of empty tables in the facility. He draped his bag over the back of a chair at the table of a young blonde, setting his iced beverage down as he spoke. “Sorry. No empty tables in this entire prison.”

[jyvnoh]

h96momo

“you had your first kiss at fifteen?” the blonde gasps almost scandalously, like it’s something to actually be surprised over—and it only comes to her as a surprise because she’s yet to do just so, nonetheless imagine it happening at such a fruitful age. she feels a wave of embarrassment push through her body, the apples of her cheeks burning a hint of pink when she tries to avoid possibly having to explain she’s yet to even hold hands with a member of the opposite sex.

god, does momo feel dumb. and extremely lame, especially. “that’s—that’s really cute. what was it like?”

“are you telling me you haven’t gotten your first kiss yet or something?” he raised his eyebrow skeptically, almost convinced that she was just lying to him at that moment. however, the way her cheeks seemed to glow bright red from his reply made the idol burst into laughter as he reached out and ruffled her blonde hair until it became a mess. “suddenly i feel like i shouldn’t be talking to you about these things, maybe we should just do something like drink juiceboxes.”

with a roll of his eyes he reached forward and lightly poke the other’s forehead before shrugging his shoulders. “it was okay, nothing special really. i don’t think i ever spoke to the girl again after that. she mysterious transferred away from school and was never heard from again...”

[sagoteur-blog]

papaoutai

Où est ton papa? Dis-moi où est ton papa? Sans même devoir lui parler il sait ce qui ne va pas. Ah sacré papa. Dis-moi où es-tu caché? Ça doit, faire au moins mille fois que j'ai. Compté mes doigts. Où t'es, papaoutai?

[oriquence]

“Did you have some sort of wet dream about me?”

She didn’t know why her initial reaction was a hushed gasp and a pair of widened eyes, but she did know that such a crude question was something that the two of them would rarely bat an eye over at this point of their friendship. Maybe it was because of how obnoxiously loud Momo spoke, passersby only a matter of mere inches near them as they strove along in front of them. “Jesus. Keep it down, Momo. I did and it was odd as hell. It’s really not that pleasant to wake up after you just had a dream you saw your best friends tits? And for the record, it was less of a wet dream than it was just a sexually explicit dream. I didn’t wake up aroused.”

[romantsu-blog]

peony

peony ⟢ what’s your favorite hot beverage?

I don’t like hot beverages much at all aside from coffee.