#shiimamuraa

[apollyte-blog]

@shiimamuraaa replied to your post:            ❛ all my friends are hobbits, take it...

“……….”

          ❛ something wrong, moshi-goshi? ❜

[ptohpr]

@shiimamuraa //  ♥ ‘d

He’d come to the classroom looking for someone completely different, though perhaps this wasnt a complete loss. “Oh, hey... Um... I was looking for Tachibana-san, is he still here?” He didnt know her all that well, but he had seen Tachibana around her quite often, he knew they were friends.

[fortunesregent-blog]

@shiimamuraa liked for a starter

“Uh, hi I’m the new part timer...”

Honestly he was still shocked that his application was accepted, he had sent out resume’s to a few places but the small flower shop was the only one to take him in.  Not his first choice of employment, but his allowance was getting harder to maintain every month that he continued to live on his own.  

“Are you the manager?”

[phantomthiievery-a]

@shiimamuraa ❤’d

[Normally, it would only be him and his boss at the flower shop -- tonight, however, there was another part-timer. They’d both been assigned to creating a bouquet with flowers meant to represent love, and it seemed as though his co-worker was experienced in this field...more than him, at least. He was primarily here for reconnaissance purposes.]

...Do you think a rose is fitting for this sort of thing? Are the colors significant, or would any color do?

[vcluntas-blog]

@shiimamuraa ❤️’d for starter!

"Goshi!" Short legs find it easy to catch up to the taller female, her breaths coming in short pants when she finally stops running. Lottie waits a moment to catch her breath then speaks again. "I never thought I'd see you here! What brings you to the mall today?"

[apollyte-blog]

@shiimamuraa​ liked for a starter in his PT Verse

          ❛ zai jian, bitch!!! ❜ he lets loose an arrow, felling the final shadow almost immediately. finally, it felt as if he was getting the hang of things in the metaverse---as if he truly had the power to do something with himself.

          ❛ oi, pretty wicked, yeah? ❜ apollo shoots the blonde a look---seeking some form of validation, he supposed. a lopsided grin splits his face as he still reveled over his victory. 

[vcluntas-blog]

even though she knows lottie isn't fond of people spoiling her, even if it's her birthday, goshi fully intends to do just that. a bouquet of roses and honeysuckle is on lottie's desk in the morning, along with a ( very sizeable ) box of homemade sweets, ranging from chocolates to gingerbread, and near-enough everything inbetween. a card rests on top of the box, the handwriting making the gifts' sender unmistakeable. so begins lottie's birthday celebration <3

@shiimamuraa | it’s her birthday!

A hand is held over her mouth as she stares at the items sitting atop her desk, her disbelief evident. As she slowly comes to terms with the items she runs her free hand over the flower petals, remarking how beautiful they are. The flowers are in full bloom and have already begun to fill her room with their sweet smell. They’re almost entrancing.

Next, she studies the box. She doesn’t even have to open the card to know who the flowers and box is from. Only someone as sweet as Goshi would do something like this. When she opens the box, her eyes widen further—so many sweets that’ll last her such a long time. 

Lottie can feel tears pricking in her eyes already. “Goshi… oh my. I don’t… wow.”

[honeydlace-blog]

@shiimamuraa | call.

she eyes the graffiti on her locker, the lazy sketches depicting what she assumes to be her performing acts not only on the schools former volleyball coach but a number of other male teachers and students. with a careful hand, she peels the taped-up art off her locker door and stuffs it into her bag. ‘ maybe i deserve it, ’ she sighs wistfully, shaking her head as she rummages through her locker for her change of socks and shoes.