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[tewwor]

soggy, soggy man ( accepting ) — @ofcursedenergy >> atsuya & hiromi

"Oh." Hiromi's steps come to a slow stop. There's a head full of brown spiked hair and a trademark trench coat some paces away. What a coincidence.

A plastic bag rustles at his side before he lifts it in an attempted wave. "I was hoping to have everything ready by the time you got back." Yet he shrugs, not particularly bothered by the timing. "How does curry sound? Don't worry, I also got a pack of gyoza as backup this time." And he took extra care to find all of the proper ingredients. If a repeat of last time's ... experiment happens again, he just might swear off cooking human cuisine all together.

[demonsofoda]

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Sakura widens his heterochromia eyes to see the cake prepared by the one who is known as Tiger of West Junior High. "You...." It came as a shock to him that someone had a cake for him.

Sakura's face becomes like a scarlet, blushing pink as he begins to shake. He shut his eyes tightly. What's more......it's the kind of the cake he wanted to try. One that he never get to have until now.

Half-chocolate and half-vanilla with cherries on top. He opens his eyes then says,

"You..." He can't help, fidgeting a little, "T-thank you, Itadori....Yuji." He said then he lowers his head before a smile appears at his lips, before looking up at Itadori before taking the card. He holds it between his hands like it's the best gift ever. He will keep it with him as a remembrance.

"After I cut it, want to have the first slice?" He asks with a small smile.

[chunibyo-x-sorcerer]

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Kisho takes the fruit and thanks him for it. It's an orange, and he goes to peel it. "I am. Last mission got me beat, but I can manage. Got another coming up, so I'm going to take it easy before it comes." He said. Even with a good night's rest, it didn't put Kisho at ease seeing Yuji like this. He hates seeing his friend like this.

"Itadori...." Kisho begins, "Yuji." He said his first name, "You know it's okay...to take a break, or ask for help." He tells him as he starts to peel the rind and starts to place the slices into a small bowl.

"I-" He frowns, "I don't like seeing you like this. I don't think it's fair to you."

[tojida]

" I refuse for us to match. Take the test again. "

- Suguru to Toji

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       “I ain't retakin' shit. What? Bein' paired up wit' a ‘monkey’ got y'that worked up? … too bad. Sounds like a y'problem.”

[mugennoiro]

NESTLED WITHIN IN A LATTERN-LIT ALLEYWAY, a lightbox illuminating the flag of The Philippines guided patrons into a cozy restaurant. Though it boasted more single-seating at the counter, one of few tables accommodating larger parties was occupied by the nurse and her guest. A full spread of her favorites sat between them; a savory sizzle wafted up into the amber light above.

"This is sisig," Neela explained, her bracelets clinking as she moved to indicate the plate, "It's a little spicy the way Lola makes it but it's so good! You'll love it." Wide eyes glittered upon catching the tray of her favorite fried spring rolls. "Oh, and you HAVE to try her lumpia" the plate was nudged toward young Yuji, "and her garlic rice. You won't regret it! This is some of the best food on the planet. Trust me."

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[clan-of-curses]

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"I'll get on it then... sugar and cream?"

Oh the reigns she was having to mentally pull to keep a volital temper at bay. Her older brother, Takara, was like this as well. Snarky and very punchable. But for the sake of this alliance, she would behave... even if she didn't care for her clan or this marriage. Besides being snarky and rude, Naoya had yet to give her a reason to passive aggressively toss him out the window of their shared domicile.

"Would you like a snack as well?"

She would question as she goes to the kitchen to start the kettle of water after refreshing it. She knew how to make tea, and with her sense of taste being heightened to the point that she can taste cursed energy, she was always picky about how things taste. A perfectionist for taste, one could say.

[hisinfinities]

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Satoru thought he saw... something in the way Suguru reacted, only for him to dramatically deflate and whine at the words that came after.

"Just 'fine'? I worked really hard on this!" Meaning his credit card got quite the workout. What he was wearing weren't cheap costume pieces, but actual formal attire (aside from the fangs, of course). Even the cape was more legit than not.

"And what's with this?" Eyes scanned the copious amounts of paperwork as he approached the desk. "Seriously, who grades papers on Halloween?" As if the holiday somehow stopped work from needing to get done. Satoru pushed some of it aside with little care, making room to plant himself on the edge of the desk, turning at the waist to lean into Suguru's space. Because yeah, he saw that smirk.

"Maybe I was going to suck your blood, Suguru, but how am I supposed to do that while you're working? I wouldn't want to distract you."

[palesin]

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❝ Eh. . . ? ❞ A faint little sound escapes, her lips puckering slightly,❝ You say that like it's supposed to help or somethin'.❞ A murmur, ❝ If pain's always gonna be there, then what exactly is the point of pretending it doesn't hurt?❞

Slowly a centipede crawls up her sleeve, ❝ Guess that's easy to say when you don't feel nothin'. Must be nice.❞ It's not that she was mocking, quite the opposite⸻curious in a way that sounds more like disbelief than judgement. Slowly her red eyes drift away, her expression relaxing. ❝ I don't I'd wanna forget what it feels like, even if it's inconvenient.❞