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[wingedxstar]

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          There was a noise that Hinata thought he heard, a squeak if you may ( or as Hinata would put it, an “IWWEE,” whatever that means) . 

It was a sound that didn’t even come out of his own mouth, but it was so high-pitched that he even made a sound ( a loud “Uwaaoh” ). The book he had in his hand flew high in the air, then landed on his head with a ‘pom,’ followed by an ‘aff’ from himself. He swiped the book away from his face and looked all directions to see what in the name of koi it could’ve been.

          And in the corner, he saw someone that seemed scared? Scared of what? Was there someone that was attacking—whoever that was? He shivered slightly, but decided to put up a brave front, and crept a few steps forward. Slowly. Slowly. Take it slowly.

          ❛ W-what’s going on? …Hello? ❜ he looked over the girl, who seemed small and frail. His curious brown hues showed that he was just as nervous as she was. Which was interesting to say the least, as he was only scared because of the high-pitched squeak.

          ❛ Did you see a ghost? Y-you’re so pale! ❜ he was too, but that’s okay.

[wingedxstar]

Fairy Dance |

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          There were many events that Hinata really wanted to partake in, but he didn’t expect to participate in the Koi Winter Festival. The moment the letter slipped in his mailbox was the moment he felt a new array of hope. His eyes lit up with passion and excitement, and his heart accelerated faster than the seconds ticking. He slipped his phone from his pocket and texted Ruby—he spammed away many emoticons and exclamation points as he could before he sent the actual message of inviting her with him, asking her to come along. He wanted to find more time to spend with her, and now was the perfect opportunity. She was the one friend he trusted and met in Koi, someone that he wanted to hold onto dearly. And she wanted her to enjoy her time in Koi, without any worries or stress.           Although he gave her a specific time, he came earlier than expected. He was told it was good manners to meet up before the rest of the party.

                                                      But there was a slight problem.                                He was nervous. His nerves kicked in the moment he arrived.

          He hadn’t realized that this was considered a date until he talked to his mom about it. And now that he was actually here, and it was about to happen, he felt his heart was going to escape from his soul. Or was his soul going to escape from his heart? Either way, he was shaking while he was waiting at the entrance. He tried to ignore the small glances he got from strangers. Everyone was dressed up nicely for the ball that was going to happen, and the ball completely crossed Hinata’s mind. He’s never danced before. He’s never participated in events like this in his life. Not with a girl. Not once.

          He tapped his head, the small blue pendant dangling from his hair slightly bothered him, but it touched with his yukata. A mixture of black and blue, with a few hints of oranges. He kept fidgeting with the long sleeves that seemingly engulfed his tiny fracture. Everything came to a stop the moment he saw the fair maiden he was waiting on—no, she was a princess.

          ❛ R-Ruby-chan? Is that you? I almost didn’t recognize you! You look so pretty! ❜ he wasn’t sure when he transitioned from Kurosawa-san to Ruby-chan, but it was sometime recently. ❛ W-we have a while before the ballroom opens… i-i-if that’s what you want to do. The uh, lanterns are first, we should uh… find a spot! P-probably! ❜ he was still obviously shaking, and his mind had a hard time processing everything. This was all a dream. It must’ve been a dream… but he didn’t want that dream to end.

[voicelesshatred]

@purecried​​ :: 1 through 5 for the mun questions! (:

Mun Questions [meme] :: Accepting

『1. What was your first impression of the roleplay community on Tumblr? And what’s your impression of it now?』

 It was wonderful! I was nervous as hell trying it out since I had started as an Ask blog originally... but that’s just roleplaying with art in a way and I’d been roleplaying before then so I really had no reason to be nervous. People were pretty welcoming and just a joy to deal with. Most of them anyway. There’s always a number of bad ones. Nowadays? It’s about the same but it feels... quieter. Like being welcomed to a friend’s house but with the door held cracked instead of wide open. Not sure why...

『2. Tell us about the first fandom you roleplayed in. Are you still part of it or have you moved onto others?』& 『3. Who was your first muse?』

These two here are connected. The first muse and fandom I ever roleplayed in was Knuckles the Echidna from the Sonic the Hedgehog series. I AM ABSOLUTELY DISCONNECTED FROM THIS FANDOM NOW. At the majority, there’s fucking awful people and it’s probably one of the larger factors in why I’ve got such miserably low self-esteem when it comes to my art and writing, moreso my art. I don’t regret distancing myself from it at all. I just enjoy the Sonic series on my lonesome now and I feel better for it. Still kinda hurts as Sonic 1 is what got me into video games in the first place. (I’m 5 years older than the series, by the way.)

『4. How many roleplay blogs do you have?』

Oh boy... I have about 11 at current. This was a larger number but I’ve culled the crowd a bit. Caim here is my newest and I’m enjoying him immensely.

『5. What’s your oldest roleplay blog?』

My first blog was Squall Leonhart from Final Fantasy VIII. Remember when I said he was originally an ask blog? This was back in 2012 but he shifted to an RP blog the same year. He’s still around but not nearly as active as I once had him.

[wrathdance]

@purecried​ | continued

     “...” Reasoning with him? Him? There was no reasoning in him, no way for words to enter that skull of his to deter him from his choices and his rage. Even he didn’t give a damn that she was trying to lecture him outside of a would be snort at the notion of her thinking that he can be talked down. “Are you insane, woman? You’re nowhere a decent enough person to lecture me and I’d sooner stab myself to death than deal with hearing you act as if you’re the bigger person.” This being what he said, what he felt even if the words would not escape his lips. She wasn’t, nobody here was, the pure are too far in between the shit and she definitely was not one of them. He can feel it, he can tell. 

     He had seen it far too much to say that she was a damn hypocrite between her, Furiae, his own best friend, and even others that he had the misfortune of joining him on his rage fueled campaign of slaughter. “You already messed up the moment you opened that damn mouth of yours to lecture me, but since you’re so keen on your ways, why don’t you lay down and die?” Die like the rest of them even, he’d be happy to oblige even given he was growing irritated by this fake personality of hers. Disgusting.

[darkimpulsed]

When Mikey sees the unfamiliar face of a girl, he immediately greets her with a smile. ...It doesn’t matter that the smile isn’t real - none of his smiles have been, lately. But even here, in a place like this... it seems like Mikey doesn’t want to show anyone his weakness.

“Hello!” he says, cheerfully. “I hope I haven’t disturbed you. But to be honest, I don’t really know where this place is.”

Indeed, he’s been wandering for just over an hour, and for most of that time he was convinced that this was nothing but a dream. Perhaps his wandering drew this girl’s attention, or maybe it was just chance that they met?

“Could you help me?”

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[stoirminskin]

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The familiarity in meeting another who also had a sibling made her smile, a rarity in it as such of always. Whenever it had come to her own sister, it’s become much similar to embrace a familial bond. Within time she’s found growth and her ability to be less cold, and more welcoming to the thought and approach of opening up to Serah. She wasn’t sure what it was, or what it had been about this girl, but she sort of reminded her of younger Farron. Not in the way of timidity. Could’ve been her kindness, warmth and light she embodied. Not entirely certain if she should take it upon herself by approaching her idol life, just yet; however, she did have another thing in mind. Extending her hand, she’d use it as opener in a way to greet another. “Call me Light, it’s a pleasure to meet you. You sort of remind me of someone, maybe a few people that I know back home, actually.”

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Man, Hallelujah was not used to there being so many people in the streets. Even demons tended to give each other more berth than this.

And since Hallelujah was used to tailing after the guys in the Ashura-kai, who walked around like they owned the place and expected others to get out of their way or face the consequences, it hadn’t yet occurred to him that he might need to watch where he was going while he walked, instead of staring up at the sky and around at all the scenery.

Which was how he managed to literally bump into a girl on the sidewalk.

“Hey, watch it!” slipped past his lips automatically - parroting what he’d heard the Ashura-kai guys growl when someone got too close to them - before his brain caught up with his mouth and he realized it wasn’t her fault. Great, he was making a fool of himself already.

“Uh, I mean - sorry, that was my bad,” he amended lamely. “You okay?”

[explosivebeliever]

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              While he did know there was more than one bedroom, Bakugo wasn’t sure who his roommate was. He’s heard news that he got a new one, but every time he got back home from training, he just went straight to bed. He honestly didn’t want a roommate in the first place, but in the end, he got one. He just blamed his parents for them wanting him to not live alone. He was able to handle himself by now, so he didn’t understand why he needed to be babysat by some stranger.

                                          And a stranger they were.

              One moment, his fridge had the essentials when it came to food. Enough to cook for himself. The next, more food appeared, and he had no clue where it came from. Sure, everything still seemed organized and whatnot, but he knew he didn’t sleepwalk to the store.

                                         So, where the hell was his roommate?

              He had to have answers now, and a talk. An hour-long talk—no, less than that. An hour sounded annoying, and too much of his time.

              Now that it was a decent hour in the morning (he decided to sleep in), he saw that the lights were on. Someone else was here. He’d be able to see who it was… did he really want to know? Not really, but they probably should do all that introduction crap.

              He grumbled while he fixed his hair (not that it really needed messed with) and went into the kitchen. Not far off, he finally saw his roommate. She was very petite, very… pink. Yeah, totally not what he expected.

              ❝ Hey Cotton Candy—you better not leave just yet. We need to talk. ❞  He wandered to the fridge while he said his words and started to pull his food out. Time to cook while she did whatever she was doing.