smooth tiers curve, with irises imitating the hue of wholesome ruby. the youth takes a solitary step with brows ascent.
❛ so, the others didn't get back yet, huh? y'know, it's fine to tell me if you're a bit lonely. ❜

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smooth tiers curve, with irises imitating the hue of wholesome ruby. the youth takes a solitary step with brows ascent.
❛ so, the others didn't get back yet, huh? y'know, it's fine to tell me if you're a bit lonely. ❜
{ You are my senpai, my only senpai, you give me dokis and shades of grey. You’ll never notice me but I still love you— you’re sugoi, kawaii desu ne. ( 。◕ ‿ ◕。 ) Send this to all of the senpais you love! ❤ }
"—But we’re in the same grade."
"Last one..." The words were softly murmured as Mitsuru tapped twice on the boxer's broad shoulder. With scarlet-streaked cheeks, she cleared her throat. "I apologize profusely for this in advance, Akihiko. Under certain circumstances, I've been obliged to do… this." Elevating her height to match his own, she captured his lips softly in one candid moment before pulling away with a newfound flush. Another clearing of her throat before Mitsuru was able to find her voice. "Ah… joyeuses fêtes."
To whom did he owe this honor of being graced by his empress in such a way? She leaves him with a sense of stillness; a silence he can taste. Hers were cold, inviting. He never thought lips could taste like Christmas mornings, like the dusting of sugar cookies and cinnamon sticks. She leaves him with his breath caught so deep in his chest and his throat so tight that he can nary utter a word even if he wished it. She was perfection."Vous aussi."
Shadow, chief.
Shadow: If my character was allowed to act in the most selfish, destructive, immature way possible, what would they do? Is my character more likely to hide their negative traits, express them directly, project them into the real world, attempt to heal them, or just simply accept them?
He would hide them. As stated, he has confessed to trying to forget what happened ten years ago as opposed to facing them head-on. Hiding them, forgetting, trying to start fresh on so many failures…He would fight without thinking, he would continue fighting for the thrill of it instead of for those he cares about. If the Emperor is to be a pilliar of strength and some fatherly figure to rely on to use power for stable reasons… Akihiko would be chaotic and childish, casting away the father figure the underclassmen have found him as. He would work toward his own selfish goals if he even had any and not include others in his exploits, thus causing trouble for them and becoming more of a burden than an asset.
Chief: What are my character’s biggest character flaws/ego defenses? Do they succumb to self-deprecation, self-destruction, martyrdom, stubbornness, greed, arrogance, impatience, or all of the above? Which one of these traits do they hate the most?
I wrote so much for this one so I’ll link to it.
Cereus, primrose, white rose.
Cereus: What is one thing you find astoundingly beautiful? How did you come to view it as such?
He closes his eyes to relish in the memory of those times. The dew on the grass, the frost on the ground, sunlight flittering through leaves… "—Promise you won’t laugh?" he asks with that cocky, wry smile of his that is undoubtedly unsure of the empress’ reaction to such a sappy answer."Mornings. The kind when it’s been raining all night or after a thunder storm. Even in the city, there’s still something in the air… it’s so fresh and I love running during those times."
Primrose: Would your younger self be satisfied with who they have become?
He nods slowly.Akihiko has achieved everything he has wanted to in life. All of these wonderful friends, this power, a new way to fight most of all."Yes," he says. "I do."
White rose : When was the exact moment your childhood died?
This question is jarringly easy to answer, and yet he hesitates in doing so. Only one name is uttered in his answer and that’s all he needs."Miki." He has never been the same since.
mmamagician replied to your post: ;❡
[[ I’m about to go to bed but ahhhhhhh no babu feel better. ;a; //hugs and loves and cuddles ]]
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{ -hugs tightly- If you need anything I’m always ready to listen. I hope you feel better cutie. :
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;; if it makes you feel better, Mitsy’s being targeted by hookers for her money.
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(( *huggles you* baby I will make it all okay. ))
[ Oh goodness, I assume I must have missed a lot. Aah my babus~ ]