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loxebites replied to your post: DO YOU WANNA BUILD A SNOWMAN!?

Its not snowing yet. But I wanted to book your snowman making services in advance.

I’ll pencil you in, Mihocchi!

Could it be... you want to make a giant snowman?

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Tatsuhisa was carefully carrying two boxes with shirts his best friend Yorke had designed and he was currently delivering to small shop in the middle of Tokyo. He was really happy that his friend had been finally able to sell 100 of his shirts so he would be hopefully better known for his art and his clothes that he printed with his art. He found it cool that he was chasing his dream and he was more determined that before to keep chasing his own dreams.

The male had finally reached the store and entered it. Once the owner of the shop came up he greeted him with a bow of his head and with a smile. “I’m Tatsuhisa my friend Yorke had called and told you I would come over.” He said and the other man nodded. “If you have some time you can some of the shirts on the table over there.” The man explained and Tatsuhisa nodded before carrying the boxes over to the table.

He put both boxes down and opened the upper one  before he grabbed six of the shirts and placed it on the table. Then he took six more and just as he was about to place them down as well he saw a hand grab one of them. He looked up to smile at the person interested in his friend’s clothes. “My best friend did design those. They’re totally unique.” He said, hoping he would get the customer to buy the shirt.

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@pearlscnt @loxebites @voice-mikaru Nooo I can’t show yet! It’s a secret!

@crimsoncoloured My clothes were not this excited 笑

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loxebites replied to your post “No matter where I live the universe won’t ever let me have a working...”

Do you want to come to my place its really warm?

Are you sure you want to risk it?

I’ve just put a bunch of layers on to combat it! But they’re stupid heavy and make playing the drums exceptionally ridiculous.

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@loxebites

It’d been far too long since Tomoya last made definite plans to get himself piss drunk -- if anything, he felt the last time he ever really asked someone to go drink with him into a stupor had been over a decade ago. Of course, the entire venture was Miho’s idea and so not necessarily under Tomoya’s sense of responsibility, but it still said something about him that he was willing to go with this very intention in mind.

He wondered if he had some secret reason to be depressed; he only ever drank to the point of blackout to get rid of such things, after all. But then he felt opening that can of worms would only give him too much to think about, and he was sure Miho wasn’t intending on doing much thinking today, if at all.

So when he got to her home with his guitar slung over his back, glasses on his nose and head in a beanie, he greeted her with a grin and a box of cake in one hand. “Hey,” he said, all light-hearted and simple; he couldn’t necessarily trust himself to be especially helpful when smashed to hell, but decided there wasn’t much use in regretting something that hadn’t even happened yet.

“I got, like, fourteen more of these cakes at home. Figured I might as well bring one.”

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@loxebites replied to your post “You're talking about crushes a lot today, Tomo. Did I tell you that...”

No never! I had your face all over my notebook and locker! But then again I always had a soft spot for dorks.

Ah, so I’m a dork! Understood!

Man, I can’t even imagine what that might look like... was it -- did you cut magazine pictures out, or something?

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tell me~

Put a “Tell me" in my ask and my character will answer…

If you snuck into my room I would:

[ x ] Go back to sleep                 [  ] Kick you out[ x ] Cuddle with you                 [  ] Be like “How in the world?”[ x ] Let you sleep on the floor    [  ] Become angry

If you kissed me (or hugged) I would:

[ x ] Kiss or hug you back                       [ x ] Smile and laugh[  ] Stiffen, and feel uncomfortable        [  ] Push you away[  ] Be shocked                                       [  ] Strike you

If you asked me to go out with you for a day I would say:

[  ] No          [ x ] Yes          [  ] Most certainly not.          [ x ] Without hesitation.

You are:

[ x ] Cute          [ x ] Adorable          [ x ] Attractive          [ x ] Beautiful[  ] Okay         [  ] Ugly                 [  ] Am not going to grace this with an answer

You are to me a:

[  ] Stranger          [  ] Acquaintance          [ x ] Ally[ x ] Friend              [  ] Love                        [  ] Rival [  ] Enemy

I find you to be:

[  ] Pathetic          [  ] Off no consequence          [ x ] Intriguing [  ] Frightening     [  ] Unsettling                          [  ] Annoying [  ] Infuriating       [ x ] Pleasant company            [ x ] Comforting [  ]  Unable to be lived without                            [  ] Trustworthy

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“ please stay ”

two word starters

Four in the morning and his voice was rough with karaoke after-effects. Even blinking seemed to make his head swim, but Tomoya wasn’t young enough to be able to stay up so late without the corresponding consequences.

He wasn’t entirely sure he heard Miho, even, as he collected his jacket and stood there with its fabric gripped in his fist. But his brows furrowed all the same, and he looked to where she lay on the sofa (Tomoya, on his part, had been seated between the coffee table and the sofa, rambling the quiet words of a drunk man who’d lost the energy that came with inebriation).

“Stay?” There was an obvious surprise to his tone. It wasn’t necessarily negative, but Tomoya still wasn’t sure if he’d heard her right.

Staring at the lazing woman for a bit longer, he debated for all of three seconds before sighing and putting his jacket back on the chair it hung over.

Tomoya was going to be hungover, too. But he walked back to his place and leaned back against the sofa, his head close to where Miho’s was. “You’re lucky I like you,” he said, but he couldn’t not like her, anyway.