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Send 🤰 for my character to either be pregnant with your character’s child OR have eaten way too much at a shared dinner with your character; the choice is mine

Nanao wrapped her hands around her teacup, bringing it to her lips and taking a shaky sip of the liquid within as she hum’d and nodded her way through their conversation. She was a prisoner of her own thoughts right now; weighing up various strategies and options while smiling on the outside, acting as if this was just another meeting between the two of them; a chance to discuss books or some other interest. 

The tea did nothing to steady her nerves. In fact the smell made her nauseous, exacerbating her wan, slightly drawn complexion and offering a hint that she was not quite herself. She’d felt unwell since the moment she’d woken up and being here with him, knowing what needed to be done before they parted company was not helping settled her stomach. 

Her head felt like a lead weight, thoughts swimming and brain wearied by the the news she had to tell; all the while Nanao slowly coming to the conclusion that there would be no comfortable way to do it. Part of her wondered if this wouldn’t feel so difficult  if they were facing this many years from now having known each other a long time. Perhaps with the benefit of time, the subject would have been easier to broach; she would at least know his opinion on starting a family and be forewarned if the idea of a baby would send him running for the hills. A happy well planed situation years from now was not what they were facing however, and Nanao knew she had to face this unknown before it was too late. Leave it too long and he was certain to work it out for himself anyway.

The sudden absence of his voice made Nanao look up sharply,  painfully aware she had no idea when he’d stopped talking or in fact anything he’d said in the last few minutes . She floundered for something to say,blushing at having been caught out,  but gave up quickly and mumbled an apology. She let out a sigh, aware that her distraction had managed to gain his full attention and it wouldn’t be too much longer before he began to question what was on her mind.  This presented Nanao with a window of opportunity and she knew that she couldn’t put it off any longer.

“Tsukishima?” she said after a moment, trying to sound offhand and matter of fact, but failing miserably. Her voice was unnaturally quiet,  her eyes wide, betraying a little of her anxiety “I have some news, something you need to know“

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            It may have been coming up to three weeks now that Riruka’s been making herself [ ғᴇᴇʟ ᴀᴛ ʜᴏᴍᴇ ] around the mansion belonging to Tsukishima. He’s been quite the host if she had to say. Helping in the meal preparations. Being so kind as to let her   B O R R O W   his rather long shirts as something like a dress. As of now, one was being used as somewhat of a 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘨𝘰𝘸𝘯. Lounging on the rather uncomfortable sofa [ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ꜱʜᴇ’ꜱ ʙᴇᴇɴ ꜱʟᴇᴇᴘɪɴɢ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇꜱᴇ ᴘᴀꜱᴛ ғᴇᴡ ᴅᴀʏꜱ; ɢɪᴠɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴀ ʙɪᴛ ᴏғ ᴛʀᴏᴜʙʟᴇ ] Riruka was playing some casual game on her phone while the only light in the room happened to be a single candle.

            It was evening time. Past eleven or so – and she had just gotten through with her daily shower. She’s all clean - hair still damp but skin smelling fresh like a field of wildflowers. Riruka couldn’t help but continue to mindlessly run her hand over her 𝘴𝘮𝘰𝘰𝘵𝘩, lean legs. Feeling so, so soft. Though she had an audience while doing so. [ ʀɪʀᴜᴋᴀ ᴅɪᴅɴ’ᴛ ᴍɪɴᴅ ] His home. He can do as he pleases.

            Hearing steps of his pace coming closer, Riruka decided that now would be another good opportunity to open her mouth – complaining of the   S H A B B Y   condition of the couch when his hands were suddenly coasting over her form – lifting by more like a princess at first, but then moving her to being tossed over his shoulder like a ragdoll. [ ʜᴇ ᴍᴜꜱᴛ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ғɪɢᴜʀᴇᴅ ꜱʜᴇ’ᴅ ᴘᴜᴛ ᴜᴘ ᴀ ғᴜꜱꜱ ] Which Riruka   G L A D L Y   would have if not for the distraction of his grip resting along her backend.

            Feeling her cheeks burn like they had been lit with a flame, Riruka did try to speak, but no words would really come. None that made sense anyway. [ ᴍᴜᴍʙʟɪɴɢ ғᴏᴏʟ ] But he did this motion of carrying her so quickly, and where his hand was placed… all of it happened in an instant, Riruka’s brain was still trying to process what was happening. Though, it wasn’t OVER YET.

            ♥ ┊ ‘ Wh – ere are we going, Tsukishima? ’ 

[the-lewdest-concubine]

4, 12, and 13 for the Death Meme!

4.  If you were reborn as someone/something new, who or what would you want to be?

Hmmm...I’m quite fond of myself, so I’m not entirely sure I would choose anyone else.  But if I had to be something else, I think I would be content with being an octopus.  No loss in intelligence...and all of the arms seem useful.

12.  Name one person you’d protect even if it meant sacrificing yourself.

I’m not sure I would ever do such a thing.  If someone I loved died, I would simply resurrect them.  (This is ENTIRELY verse dependent...depending on his emotional development in said verse.)

13.  If you had to choose a way to die, what would you choose?

Something spectacular.  Like crashing a car while setting the landspeed record while overdosing on drugs with an explosion.  And during the explosion there will be confetti.  A little trick I engineered into myself, because everyone needs a sense of humor about death.

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Nanao’s eyes widened in horror at being caught out like this , a tear or two continuing to trickle down her cheek as she observed the sudden interloper, shoving the book somewhere she hoped was out of his line of sight.  

She didn’t know how he’d managed it but Tsukishima had somehow managed to walk in on her during a particularly personal moment. She had been reading; completely absorbed in the plot and certain she was alone when she reached the end of the tale and found herself devastated by the final chapter. It had knocked her for six. She’d needed a moment and, confident no-one was going to disturb her, Nanao had allowed herself to have it. She been so caught up in her own emotions that she hadn’t even heard the door open or Tsukishima approach until it was too late. All that was left to do, was try and limit depths of her humiliation. 

“It’s nothing” she muttered, hastily removing her glasses and trying to wipe away the evidence of what Tsukishima had stumbled across, anticipating a question he hadn’t actually asked “Ignore me”

[hisvenom]

‘ i gotta be honest, this doesn’t really compel me very much. ’ [ooc: Yay, Gin is back!]

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“When does anythin’ compel ya?” the snake let out a slight grimace of irritation long since accepting that ‘ridding’ himself of his neighbor could not be done simply. The snake glanced at the other man quite tired of him already, The pale haired man had enough on his plate BEFORE the strange human quite rudely pushed into his life. Now it seemed like he could never rest, even if he had concluded this wasn’t an Aizen level threat...there was a similar quality of annoyance there...and this little statement seemed like just another jab.

“If yer so ‘uncompelled’ in my company why don’t ya go bother someone else more interestin’ to ya.”

[naiveblossom]

New Years

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Her eyes widened as the first flash of sparks glistened in the deep midnight sky. She had been told of the world of the living’s festivals, which was the reason why she requested to use her vacation time to research the unknown world. Desperately, she wanted to see what it was like to visit all of these places and see the smiling faces of men, women and children enjoying their time out on the town. However, as the first fireworks went off, Momo instantly stopped in her tracks. The incredible boom of the fireworks was terrifying, but the beauty that followed was absolutely spectacular. 

“Its so beautiful....” She whispered, eyes darting over the sparkling colors. 

They were incredible, and she so desperately wanted to get to the event they were shooting from. Without wasting time, she instantly took off, jumping from rooftop to rooftop to see the great event for herself. 

One boom caught her attention, louder than the ones before, which distracted her enough to run head first into something...someone... only realizing what happened as they both started tumbling off the roof. Scrambling to gasp hold of the roof and the stranger, Momo failed to stop the fall and could only hope the human, she assumed, could survive the fall if she couldn’t manage to stop them in time. 

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“Thanks for holding the door. These are heavy!”

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           Holding the door looked as though it was the LEAST he could do – a stack of books at least a mile high.

           ——— ‘  Need help with those? I don’t have to be anywhere right now.  ’