#smilingidoll

[raisanutau-blog]

endless waltz of phobia

There was something incredibly wrong with this city right now.

You didn’t need to be any sort of genius to figure it out, but he wished he could’ve figured it out before having ventured out into the open labyrinth of the many streets. Now he was caught up in whatever mass hysteria this was, and oh, he wishes he could simply say he was witnessing it from a bystander’s point of view.

No. Right now, Shu stood uncomfortably stiff, surrounded by people who had seemed to just manifest in front of him without warning. Like they’d simply materialized there, and were now drawing closer and closer to him. Uncomfortably so; Shu could feel his stomach twisting and every fiber of his being put upon edge with every step closer they got. Every word that left their mouths, growing more and more angered, stressing on everything he hated.

“How vulgar! You’ve no taste!” “You’ve fallen so low, haven’t you? You look like the garbage you always looked down on now, don’t you!”

“You failed! You lost! You did’t hold everything together perfectly at all! Look at you, what you’ve done!” “What dirty hands you have! Do you have any right to call yourself a sovereign?”

His breaths grew heavier, as he moved backwards, further and further the closer they came--until he felt something firm behind him, realizing he was pinned now. He had nowhere to go, and yet they still kept drawing nearer.

“Shut--”

“Disgusting! Do you ever listen to yourself? How horrible you sound? You are foul, and everything you produce, too!” “Snide, cruel, fallen-from-the top sovereign!” 

“Do you even realize what you’re doing? To all of them? To him? To Mi--”

“SILENCE--!!”

Shu bellows, a desperate attempt at getting whatever horrendous apparitions these are to leave, flinging his arms out as if to swat them away. But they neither leave, nor seem bothered by his shout, his gesture, his back against the wall, nails digging into concrete so uncomfortably--he sees a mess of almost familiar hair bobbing through the crowd, but Shu can only assume it’s another trick of the mind. Whatever’s going on--he wants no part in this.

Stop. For the love of god, stop.

@smilingidoll

[triggersheroine-blog]

@smilingidoll | Cittaween2k17

All of the costumes were extravagant and well put together, especially the ones who entered in the contest. He didn’t quite catch his name, but the one standing a little ways away from him had put together the most eloquently beautiful steampunk doll costume he had yet to see. The heterochromatic eyes were a neat trick, although that was Ryuu guessing it was part of the costume and not his actual eyes (little does he know).

Wanting to do his best and mingle aside from his pre-performance anxiety, he approached the one he had admired from afar and held out his hand.

     “Did you put that together yourself, or perhaps had some help? Either way, I see you getting a lot of stares! The clip on the side is a beautiful touch. I’m Tsunashi Ryuunosuke, it’s a pleasure to meet you.”

[raisanutau-blog]

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send one for my muse’s reaction to your muse —

◎ = taking care of them while ill .

The fact that he’d gotten sick in the first place was a problem in itself. But he had admittedly been working himself to the bones--it was only natural that the repercussions hit him eventually.

Still, being waited on while he was in this sorry state was doing no favors for his mood. He wouldn’t readily admit that it was no fault of Mika’s, but he wouldn’t try very hard to hide the sourness he felt towards the whole ‘being sick’ ordeal.

“I’ve no will nor need to eat such a thing,” Shu turns his nose at the hot broth being brought to him, accompanied by a huff. “You needn’t waste efforts to prepare such things. Nor should you be wasting efforts to offer a cure.” 

...He does, of course, appreciate the gestures, at least. Even though the words won’t escape his mouth any time soon.

[narcissismknight-blog]

+ @smilingidoll

      ❝ ♚ ❞ : “Mika-chaaaaan!” Much like how she always is, she’d launch herself to drape over his shoulders, craning her neck so that she can make eye contact. “You know, it’s been feeling mighty lonely lately, so I thought I’d come and visit my favorite person!” You can clearly tell she’s being needy.

[ourloudheart-blog]

unexpected

@smilingidoll

It was supposed to be like any other lunch hour, or at least any other lunch hour whenever Kaoru didn’t already have a date set up. As he did whenever he had a free period with no other plans, he headed up to the school rooftop to enjoy some peace and quiet away from all the others.

Or so he thought.

Spotting the slouched over hump working away on... whatever he was working away at, Kaoru approached slowly at first, trying to decide whether he should speak up or just turn around and find some other area on school grounds to waste his time. However, if he didn’t say something, his new visitor would more than likely frequent more often and then he’d never have a moment alone on the rooftop again.

“You know, not many people remember that this place exists. I was kind of hoping it would stay that way,” he stepped closer, getting a better look at who he was even speaking to. The two different eye colours was the first thing he noticed but that really didn’t help him much on who this kid was. He was in Valkyrie, wasn’t he? The other half to the unit that his weird classmate was in.