#neksuses

[hell-howling-a-blog]

Closed starter for @neksuses​

“...Ah, my apologies.”

His face flushed as he realized he’d been reaching for the same book as someone else.  With a sheepish bow of his head, he withdrew his hand and turned to face some of the books on the adjacent shelf located just to the left.  Perhaps he might even find a better book - or at the very least find one to hold him over until the other one was returned.

“It seems as though we share the same taste in books,” He gave a small chuckle as he ran his hand along the spines of all the various books, pausing for a particularly long time on a book with a dark green color.

[astrumstilla]

neksuses replied to your post: loud kazu vc: WHAT'S UP FUCKERS

kazu vc: do you only love me for the food?? ://

    “No, but I do love food.”

[illusionnistte]

@neksuses ❤’d

ben smiled big: he had never seen such a magnificent creature before—and he was certain he smelled of fish from the seafood section of the grocer too ( yikes ! ) “hello ! care to share a smoke ?”

[moonsought-a-blog]

@neksuses

Only visible to him he watches from afar with six white wings spread from his back held close to the own frame — glamour strong enough to hide his pride from the normal eye, leaving him stand dressed as casual business man. Somehow he is not even sure if the Reaper had noticed, whatever he was weeping for. Should he not be used to the sight of dying people? Who was the Seraph to judge, however, and despite his mind reminding him of how busy he was with his own agenda he cannot help but slowly approach at the sight of those beautiful, sad eyes. Boldly enough a hand ends on the smaller one’s shoulder.

[umbracxlo]

                       ( – starter call  //  @neksuses )

          dimitri had been walking aimlessly for the past fifteen minutes. he had actually remembered to bring his cane ( for once ), but unfortunately, his cane did not give directions. he didn’t usually leave the house unless it was an emergency, but the last book he had listened to ended on a cliffhanger and he just had to buy the next one immediately.

          the only problem was, he couldn’t remember where the bookstore was, and he was all by himself. dimitri hesitated. talking to strangers was always difficult for him, and since he actually brought his cane, he was not looking forward to being asked about his lack of eyesight. 

          but he had already come this far. and he really wanted the next book in the series...

          ❝ uhh-- !! ❞ dimitri squeaked as he heard footsteps pass him by, hoping to catch the stranger’s attention,  ❝ excuse me, um, c-can you tell me how to get to the bookstore? ❞

[electrograin]

@neksuses liked [ x ] for a starter (and got Brooke)!

       “Sorry, ‘bout that---thanks for waiting by the way.”  The dragon teen came back with another batch of that certain produce with a friendly smile on her face. Guessing since those were in season right now, people want to get those as soon as possible; something she experienced since becoming a marker worker and this festival was keeping her busy at that too.

   “There you go!---How you enjoying the festival so far?” Betting it was much more fun enjoying it not as a vendor.

[ensuist-m]

@neksuses ❤’d for a starter!! + ( kazu )

       He glances downwards at the vegan meal in front of him, a clearly DISPLEASED look to his eyes. He was grateful for the meal, don’t get him wrong, it just... didn’t quite SUIT his current craving.  ❝ ... Got anything sweeter than this?? ❞ 

[pyrecrwned]

         he’s coming dangerously close to being a bad dog keeper ,  considering how many times now he’s lost his energetic ,  too adventurous for her own good puppy .  with figurative hands in his hair ( and being this close to literally holding his head in desperation ) ,  the witch roams the street calling for his beloved canine .  he is never taking her collar off again . . .

         the last place he expected to find her would be behind an apartment’s window .  her excited approach has him freeze in genuine surprise ,  needing more than a moment to properly register his dog in someone else’s residence .  though looking healthy and energized ,  the witch can’t help imagine all the worst possible scenarios as he hurries towards the door ,  ringing the bell anxiously . 

          ‘  hey ,  um ,  you have my dog ---  i mean ,  um ,  i lost my dog ,  i think you . . .  accidentally took her . . . ‘  he starts rambling the moment the door is swung open ,  and then ,  after an uncertain beat , ‘ can i have her back ? ’     /      @neksuses