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[idxnticality]

   One of the many things Mark Tower had come to enjoy about Japan is the abundance of cafes but the sheer population number only proved to make it difficult to enjoy them. He had already ordered but the lack of empty tables nearly caused him to crush his coffee cup in his fist. Calming himself down, he simply placed his free hand within his coat pocket before approaching a table with only one other sitting at it.

   Stepping up to the young red head, Mark cleared his throat slightly before addressing the  student.

   “Excuse me, all the other tables are taken. Are you with someone? If not, do you mind sharing the table?”

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[goldpillars-blog]

✒️ FLINGS THIS IN

@patchwcrk /  lemme love you  / accepting!

[rapidgrown]

Gently drops a ✎?

send me a “✎” and ill draw your muse ( CLOSED )

(( THERE YOU GO! I ONLY JUST GOT A CHANCE TO DRAW ))

[deepfearsrevealed]

   Himei had nearly been on the verge of falling asleep, the silence within the train and the movement almost lulling her to into slumber. Shaking her head, she stood up straighter and soon enough was out of the station. It was only a brisk walk to where she had been planning on going but something caught her eye.

   At first it was the bright red hue of a young girl’s hair that had caught but the looming figure behind her made HImei’s blood boil. The girl had been busy on her phone, possibly looking for directions but whatever it was, the creep behind her had begun to dip his hand into a pocket of her purse.

   Stepping forward Himei, her normal appearance melting away to reveal a ghostly figure. Huh...His fear was ghosts? The man looked up, took one look at Himei before dropping the girls wallet and bolting down the street.

   “Tch...Idiot.”

   Reverting back to her normal appearance, Himei picked up the girl’s wallet and held it out to her.

   “You okay? Should probably zip up your purse next time.”

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[subpressio-blog]

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“You know that you have to order something in order to reserve a seat right?“ he pointed out bluntly, pen tapping against the notepad in his hand. Personally he didn’t care too much about it however the rather annoying stare from his piers told him he didn’t have much of a choice in the matter.

[celticmagician]

//CHAIR AND SAND WITH A2 FOR THE KISS THING

When the dunkle giv u tha CHOCOLATE.

[fumiinsho]

@patchwcrk

Endure, overcome;;that FEAR]]:

                His presence was unassuming at best, approach more or less a tired stalk as deep, languid tones carried across the small patch of grass separating him from the small group of third years.

                       “Listen up, Class 3-B, I’m Aizawa Shouta.          I’m going to be your substitute for Hero Studies today, so treat me well.“

Lethargy made the man nearly incomprehensible as he more or less meandered over his speech, removing a small baseball from within the confines of sixteen layers of scarf material.

                        “I need a volunteer - hn, you.”

It was tossed to a girl, whom he recalled the face of from the student files, who was supposed to possess some sort of insane stitching Quirk.

                                                                                         And forget what it means to HESITATE;;

[badweather-hero-blog]

"You're a good pillow"

cuddly / platonic-ish memes

      “Why, of course, that’s one of my many talents~”

   The boy joked as he softly stroked Kanna’s hair while she rested her head on his chest.

      “Though, you are an even better one~♥”

   He casually moved his hand from her hair to her back and then slightly to her side and kept sliding it a little more and stopping only dangerously close to her chest, giving the girl a little hint as to what he meant.