#sevehnthree

[mochibear1121]

i thought i told you to stay back.

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It'd be silly to say Panko held no respect for Kento Nanami whatsoever. He was truly admirable from a distance, and all of her classmates had sung their praises for the man once or twice. His strength, his style... truly, your favorite sorcerer's favorite sorcerer, the highest attainable peak all should aspire to. But here's the thing: she only felt that way about him from a distance.

Up close, all of that vague admiration was thrown out in favor of a real, visceral fear. She didn't know what it was, but there was something about him that pressed all the flight buttons in her system and made her want to shrivel up and disappear, and all possible culprits from his stiffness to the near-perpetual disapproval in his gaze overlapped too much to single anything out and fix it. On top of that, he had a particular way of making her feel more useless than usual with his... prioritizing of the safety of the child stuck with him until the job's done. Essentially, making her dead weight when part of the reason she wanted to be a sorcerer in the first place was to get away from being that.

Here, we have a prime example.

She's normally more careful, more complicit in getting shoved behind him for her own sake. But with the situation at hand, there was no way she could've been okay with letting herself remain inert this time. Maybe if she had taken a few more seconds to plan before charging in, if she held onto a little more caution... perhaps she would've been successful, with or without injury. Or maybe she would've straight up died then and there. Anything. Anything would be better than what she got, better than the absolute worst case scenario... of it going wrong, but being allowed to live because he stepped in.

When the dust had settled, there was still one more problem to take care of. Said problem was wilted as all hell under his sharp eyes and clipped voice. Of all the ways to die, by Nanami's hand was the only one she would never make peace with, but she brought it onto herself. Her eyes and throat burned with the plea to let that wobbling lip cry, but Panko refused to do anything but sniffle and weakly nod. If she spoke, looked at him, even let a single tear shed... it'll only make what's coming hurt more. Now you've gone and done it, Umeboshi.

[mochibear1121]

🍪: for our muses to bake holiday cookies together

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Apparently, they had something in common. Panko only divulged this amateur hobby of hers to the man because it'd be ruder to lie or dodge the question entirely than be truthful and devalue it in the process. Just a bit of useless trivia, counting on it being the first and last time it rears its head. But with the world being holiday season bound, a party close on the horizon, and a convenient urge to bake gnawing at her hands... the stars couldn't align any better if she got her hands on them. She'd be doing the bulk of the work, obviously, and she was aware she could just... do all of it herself instead, but she managed to work up her nerve and coordinate Nanami's involvement with her life force intact regardless.

Here, on the agreed-upon grounds of the Tokyo school's kitchen... perhaps plush should've taken the chance of doing it alone.

It's been... three? Four? Some hours since they left the gingerbread and candy cane cookie dough to chill in the fridge. Even with the break for lunch, her back still protested from the constant work since. Panko was laser-focused on chopping up bars of dark chocolate and separating them into bowls, one for what'll be melted for the thumbprints, and the other to be folded into the brown butter chocolate chip. She's had exactly one close call with the knife, not nearly enough to ask to switch tasks without sounding like she's whining for another break. Even then, did she really want to switch, or take another break, with the current flow they have going on? She can still keep going (not much of a choice in the matter, particularly when you look at who she decided to invite), but perhaps...

"Ch... ch-chocolate's chopped up and sorted, Nanami-san." Panko put the knife down, flexing her fingers to get some mobility back into them. "How're you h-holding up? Would you... l-like some help?"

[belliautore]

smash or pass

smash or pass! / accepting.

--- ❝ I have the utmost respect for Nanami - san and that compels me to answer this appropriately - I'd have to say pass. ❞ Her laugh was breathy & shy, hands fidgeting in her lap and she couldn't help the rise of colour in her visage at the fact she was playing this game. Kento Nanami was a sorcerer she held in the HIGHEST regard, utterly so, and the notion of even saying the other option was enough to make her feel FLUSTERED.

❝ He's a good-looking man, so polite and generous, too, but even so, I have a feeling he wouldn't appreciate even being mentioned in this game! ❞

/ @sevehnthree

[searchcure]

" t-that was so embarrassing! why do you have to INSIST on doing things like that! We can't go back into that store anymore! " the girl speaks to herself to the ones around here , it looks like she is just another airhead , banter that one would have with someone beside them , and yet , there was no one beside the girl.

She is covering her eyes , the redness in her face spreads to her ears and then without realizing it , she collides with another , and for a brief moment , she does not hit the floor like she would be expected to , and if the right person was looking at her , they would see a strong pair of hands come out of nowhere pick her back up , balancing herself back on her cane.

Once she's back on solid ground -- she would realize and make sure that the person she bumped into was okay --

" I-I'M SO SORRY ARE YOU OKAY!? "

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[mochibear1121]

How do they express affection — with words, gestures, or silence? (now let's do a sweet one lol!)

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𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐊 — the color of softness, devotion, and vulnerability.    -> How do they express affection — with words, gestures, or silence?

It depends on the comfort level.

For friends, acquaintances, etc., affection's expressed with words and smaller gestures. Quality time's also a factor, but not included in this category because her social battery's the type that needs frequent recharging, no matter what.

This is a harder point to get to, but closer friends and lovers get the above, plus more consistent quality time, comfortable silence, and physical expression. If you let her, she'd be clinging to you despite her reservations. The only time she'd shun physical affection is when she's at the peak of a bad mood, but she'll come crawling back for it because it's the best way to crush her soul back into her body.

[mochibear1121]

What has your muse been trying to heal from — and how far have they come?

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The following ask will talk about the following: child abuse, alcohol addiction, grief, death of a spouse/parent, and the like. Everything will be under the cut.

𝐆𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐍 — the shade of renewal, envy, and the things that grow in silence. -> What has your muse been trying to heal from — and how far have they come?

I've touched one it once or twice before, but the long and short of it? Panko would be trying to heal from a traumatic childhood. From the car accident that killed her mother, watching her father succumb to an alcohol addiction that he previously tried to avoid due to having a history of it in his family (and the subsequent physical and emotional abuse that came from it), witnessing Mitsuru get parentified because he refused to even try healing from his grief, to the cruelty of her peers and the various verse-dependent traumas. Technically, she's already "trying" from 15-17 by attempting to be less of a sniveling fool, but I consider that her most unhealed.

At her oldest (unless we're talking about her curse user au, where she's actively being made worse in her service to Munuki and will doom herself to die once she realizes that she's only validated her worst thoughts about herself), she's still in the earliest stages of healing, but it's still much more than when she was a child.