Intriguing visually the Greek #Theater piece #thetamer at #bam in #brooklyn #dimitrispapaioannou https://youtu.be/ijAc7Pfzo1s (at Brooklyn, New York) https://www.instagram.com/p/B5DaTBhHL_w/?igshid=o64x2937tpfw

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Intriguing visually the Greek #Theater piece #thetamer at #bam in #brooklyn #dimitrispapaioannou https://youtu.be/ijAc7Pfzo1s (at Brooklyn, New York) https://www.instagram.com/p/B5DaTBhHL_w/?igshid=o64x2937tpfw
一breaks into your apartment anyway.
Taking a moment to check his messages, cyan hues widened as he looked at a lone voice mail left by his closest comrade and longtime friend; Shiemi Moriyama. Upon listening to the message, rosette blush formed across the boy's cheeks as he paid attention to the contents of her message. A nauseating, light feeling perpetually tugged at the boy's heart strings - hearing her speak in such a manner. He wasn't used to hearing her so vulnerable . . . so nervous. Without doubt, he would have to treat this situation carefully, because in actuality, those underlying feelings did reside. Such a crossroads to be in for a boy his age.
Grabbing his cell phone in haste, fingers tapped lightly against his stylish smart phone, typing in an immature quirk.
Sent: 12/24 @ 10:00AM
To: Flower Girl
From: Rin Okumura
shiemi!! where have u been? i need 2 talk 2 u asap
i never got ur msg til now n i dont want u 2 think that i ignored u at all
how bout we meet up n the usual spot?
the garden n sect 6?? hmu
there was that blushing again; she was never even asked to a dance before. but here he was, asking her. even being asked to join him as a friend flustered the young tamer, figuring that no one would even bother to ask her.
"O-Oh, s… sure, yes!! sure shinji-kun! that sounds like so much fun!"
he offered her a warm smile and a happy nod, and clapped his gloved hands together once exuberantly, displaying the sort of simply positive emotion he never exhibited in his everyday life.
( a-ah . . . i'm really happy to hear that! w-when would you like me to pick you up, then? )
Avoiding everyone has been impossible since the very beginning, guarding herself indoors could only make her feel more sick as time flows-- is it truly for her safety? Regret is a sentiment that continues to assault her, little can be done in sake to prevent her own heart from rotting furthermore. She doesn't announce herself appropiately, head lowered whilst pair of crimson hues feel unworthy of facing that persistent classmate of hers' ...
Moriyama Shiemi, always so annoyingly positive and eager... Kamiki could have trusted her yet decided not to.
"I guess it comes to this... I didn't think it would be that bad. Don't think you'll hear this from me again, though." Now aware of how wrong her judgment has been, throat is cleared and ready to speak clearly despite she continues to face the ground.
"...I'm sorry. "
╰☆╮(shiemi)
to be quite honest, though it was his first real kiss, not from his mother, not from misato, not from asuka, he wasn't scared. rather, he reveled in the sensation of . . . hating himself all over again, when he saw the hesitant look in her eyes. he went still, his jaw falling slightly agape, and between two teenagers, with a bump of the teeth and a set of smashed foreheads, they backed away with scarlet cheeks and a sheepish hand on their necks.
he cast his gaze to his feet, laughing rather awkwardly, but all the same, he tried his best to offer the girl a smile, though he himself was shaking in his shoes.
( it's .... it's really rude of me! to just do that ... and not do something n-nice for you afterwards. )
( w-would you like to go get something warm to drink ... maybe? l-like hot chocolate or something? if it's alright with you. )
jaeger!!!
[izumo voice] ur a weed shiemi
Verdant Subduer
Dare 5: Kiss Shiemi.
Some feelings were unexplainable, such as the sensation one may get from doing their favorite hobbies. Or maybe even towards another, which in this case, applied heavily. Ever since they both locked eyes back in their own realm, Okumura had felt a sense of familiarity unlike any other almost instantaneously. In a lot of aspects, the blonde was everything he was. She was pure, untainted and naive - which, despite his demonic lineage, could easily be associated to his own behavior. Since the beginning, the tamer known as Shiemi Moriyama took in the exorcist and made him feel at ease, despite his own insecurities. There were obviously feelings involved, which caused the boy to sweat anxiously. What would she feel about him after this? Would she even be able to think about him in the same light?
An impromptu appearance at the woman's garden would prove to be rather 'fruitful' (no pun intended) as he noticed her from afar. Making his way up to the girl with both hands sunken into his pants pockets, the boy called out to her. "Hey, Shiemi. C'mere," he spoke, trying to keep whatever cool he had left in tact. As the woman made her way towards him, arms wrapped around the female in an embrace, pulling her in before planting his lips on her own.
Both eyes closed as he lingered on, letting all of the piled emotions escape - all of the confusion and guilt he felt towards her soon seemed to disappear in the moment. As he let loose, he looked the other way and blushed in embarrassment.
"D-don't think I just went crazy, y'know. I had a few dares, and this one's specifically for you."