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“We’ve all had bad days. But we learn. And we stick together.”

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character aesthetics: vi (arcane) → a smol xmas gift for my better half @katebaikiru !!! ♥
“We’ve all had bad days. But we learn. And we stick together.”
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“Listen, I’m not who you think I am...”
@katebaikiru : jake muller
SOFT HUMMING COMES FROM CLOSED LIPS , blue hues focused on her work . fingers were delicate in plucking berries from her garden , dropping the small round fruit into her basket which held several flowers and herbs . hands wiped at dirtied white apron , the bottom of her blue dress covered in soil as she knelt down in the soft earth . living out here in the forest was so different from living in a small apartment in the city . she was more at peace here , in her cottage with her garden and her few chickens and cat . it was nice and quiet .
satisfied with her haul , she wrapped fingers around the handles and stood . with a hip she pushed open the gate of the picket fence that protected her garden , moving towards the front of her home . she’d just come around the corner when eyes shot up when she noticed a figure in her tiny little cobblestone courtyard . eyes widened , a gasp leaving lips and hands drop the basket ---- the contents spilling on the stones .
@katebaikiru || Saleos >> Cater
The end of the class period was dwindling down to a end, and with it, her attention to the professor’s voice. Slender digits quietly tap the end of her pen against an opened book, her scarlet gaze appearing to be focused on the head of the classroom whilst she was actually looking past him and into space. Clarity drops like a bombshell when she hears the words ‘group project’ and ‘pair off’. Irritation immediately places itself on her face, but she does little more than watch the others pair off in rapid succession— a race to pair with either friends or someone approachable and smart.
She’s not particularly sure how to feel when the room begins to clear, revealing the orange haired third year from Heartslabyul looking around for a partner, and the only option left being her. Both of their choices are made for them when a small folder holding the project information is plopped down between them. Great. She hated group projects.
“ I know you’re smarter than you seem. Don’t think you can drop your ball on this. ”
@katebaikiru
“Kyouken-chan,” Tooru stands with one hand on his hip, the other pointing towards the volleyball that got spiked all the way across the gym. “Go fetch.”
@katebaikiru // closed starter for axel for this plot ♥
◖ -‘๑’- ◗
AXEL --- AXEL --- !!
HIS OWN SCREAMS RESONATED WITHIN HIS MIND --- a specific moment in time forever ingrained into the deepest parts of his being. In the sorrow of death came proof of how strong their bond had been, one that existed beyond the scopes of their own realities and integrated itself into their very essence. Their ( l o v e ) had been his own sun, a sun that radiated the brightest of rays that Naruto wanted to protect with his life if he could and in that moment --- he couldn’t. He had been weak... What he had sworn to protect had slipped out of his hands and he was left with only a memory of a man he truly loved. Naruto was left to count the times his soul elated at the thought of him... how many times he found himself smiling every time they were around one another and left with the guilt that he couldn’t be there when he needed to be.
A distant recollection of thoughts would live in his heart forever as Axel slowly became a memory to hold onto afterwards but --- a turn of events would give them a second chance ( give him a chance to tell him he was sorry ). Without explanation or without knowing how, a love he thought had burned out with one’s life appeared again in the form of the very person he wanted to give his entire being to.
It was hard to explain but he could tell that even though the physical form of another was there, other parts were not. It probably didn’t make any sense to Axel as to why he hung around him so much but Naruto had made a promise that he wouldn’t let him go again. As he approached the male from behind, words would find themselves directed towards the other.
❝Yo --- didn’t think you’d be sitting here by yourself.❞
@katebaikiru || Saleos >> Jack
Scarlet irises reflected the sheer amount of boredom in the advances of a persistent male student, annoyance beginning to darken their shade and sour the expression on her pale face. He was either quite bold, or incredibly stupid to keep pushing his luck when she was very obviously not interested— did he not know what the word ‘no’ meant?
“ Look— ” Barely does the word in which her scorn would follow manage to leave her lips before a white mop of hair enters her vision, interjecting and ( unbeknownst to the other ) saving the persistent pest from receiving a mouthful he wouldn’t soon forget. A calming breath flows from her lips as the offender finally scampers off, mistakenly more intimidated by another bulky male figure than he was of her scorn.
Her hero waits until the image of the other has finally disappears before he turns to inquire if the maiden he’d saved was alright. “ You saved him from getting an earful that might've just sent him off crying, though I suppose I should thank you for that. Savanaclaw, if I’m not mistaken? ”
𝐓𝐀𝐆 𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐄 𝐏𝐄𝐎𝐏𝐋𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐆𝐄𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐁𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑
favorite color: turquoise & lilac
currently reading: Moriarty the Patriot
last song: Dying Wish
last series: Miss Fisher's Murder Mysteries, Moriarty the Patriot
last movie: Enola Holmes
currently working on: finding a job ;w; and a yuumori oc blog *whistles*
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