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offers rei a slice of cheese owo - nagisa
@msteroso || cheesed to meet you
❛❛ ? ❜❜ A crimson eye stares down at the slice of cheese, flickering briefly to the girl's wide-eyed, expectant expression before turning away. ❛❛ I don't want it. ❜❜
Blunt as a dull blade, this steeliness seems far too cold In the the light of Momoe's golden disposition, but the warmth of it burns in its unfamiliarity, scalding the cold flesh of the child unloved. So Ayanami responded, clipped and dismissive, this inept tongue dead meat her mouth, bearing none of the sweetness of pleasantries others learned to sprinkle out long before she did — and yet Momoe persisted. Trailing after Ayanami like a caramel-eyed duckling, striking up conversation like a match and carrying it between her fingers even with Ayanami's lacking replies, even asking around when she couldn't find her on the base. Nary a smile nor a frown tugged on Ayanami's lips whenever in the other's presence, but curiosity itched in the back of her mind at Momoe's interest in talking to someone utterly worthless knowing — more than once plucking a silver strand off her skirt that the other's snowy head must have left behind, staring at it between her fingers before letting it flutter, more than once stealing a glance at caramel-coloured cheesecakes in the bakery windows she passed.
❛❛ You shouldn't waste your snacks on me, Nagisa. ❜❜ She muttered, quiet tone hiding how truly baffled the other made her. ❛❛ Shouldn't you be with Kaji-san ? ❜❜
FAN MAIL. LUNA — sent by @msteroso.
quiet . ALE !
@msteroso - from this
All of this felt like a dream. A long, almost forgotten dream. Had she been fighting Wraiths this whole time? What had happened to the Witches they had hunted and died trying to destroy?
Madoka... The girl she had loved like a little sister, laughed with, teased over her crushes, bought ice cream with. To know that Madoka no longer existed at all had broken her heart. Even if she could never quite place the missing person in the quartet, now that hole had a name, a shape, a face.
"Madoka-chan..." The name felt like a prayer now. A whisper of hope, as her dark sea colored gem began to lighten, glistening like sun kissed waters rather than the storm it had been not too long ago. She had overdone it, gave it all to destroy the Wraith pack...
Could Mami, Kyoko and Homura see the goddess? Or were they unable to witness a dying young woman's dream?
"I was supposed to protect you. I'm so sorry." Tears spilled from blue hues, a sob wrenching from the wolf magi as she slowly died. "I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"
❝ let’s go get a pumpkin frappucino! ❞ - nagisa
SUPER OLD HALLOWEEN SENTENCE STARTERS MEME : Still Accepting!
↳ @msteroso (so sorry for the lateness!)
❝ First things first... Do you have permission to drink coffee? ❞ Homura has always preferred the various options that tea always provided her, but... Nagisa knew how to tempt her by offering a sweeter options. She would accept coffee if it was the only option, but she leaned towards tea. But then Nagisa brought her attention to the festive menu at a particularly buzzling cafe.
Autumn is her already favorite season, so the sight of all the autumn-themed options tempt her a lot. Her former self, the one that became forced to dance endlessly with time, never really thought she would get to experience another season. So much has changed for her, but the beauty of autumn still stirs something within her heart. The soothing scent of pumpkins mingles with the sweet aroma of caramel to create a warm atmosphere. Homura wished she could stay in this comforting moment forever. Homura used to think all coffee in the world was bitter when she was really younger, but she eventually learned that coffee came in all sorts of types.
She had a preference for the sweet and warmer drinks. What did surprise is that Nagisa wasn't going to shoot for the cheesecake options. Did she not see those options yet because of all the pumpkin options? Is it possible that she had a refined taste for anything relating back to cheese? ...Was she banned from cheese unless Mami was around? She isn't sure which of her thoughts are correct, but it did slightly amuse her that Nagisa knew about coffee.
❝ Well... Shall we get a little bit of dessert as well? ❞ Maybe it's a good thing that Mami is not around to see them. She feels a twinge of guilt for wanting something that wasn't made by Mami's skilled hands. It almost felt like cheating, really. Cheating on Mami's baked goodies, that is.
It has been a long, long time since she had the pleasure of being in Mami's home. They were all still... trapped in that wonderful dream, were they not? Being able to remember everything, including the grim memory of what Kyubey had done to her, instantly left a nasty taste in her mouth. She planned to distract herself by enjoying something sweet in their present, peaceful-looking time. The past may try to shackle her back down, but she will try to look to the present. Nagisa looked absolutely excited for the arrival of autumn, so Homura planned to not ruin her joy.
She wants to join her, even if their peace will eventually shatter.
❝ What do you think goes well with a pumpkin frappuccino? ❞
❝ 𝗺𝗮𝗺𝗶-𝘀𝗮𝗻, 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗶𝘁? ❞ hands are balled up, fists resting on her hips, an uncharacteristic coldness held in her posture; it's the posture of a leader, venus and mina as one, ❝ i do appreciate you helping us earlier, but.. what exactly are you doing here? ❞
ft. @msteroso // mami tomoe // sc.