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[xhinsou]

(=＾● ⋏ ●＾=) — ✧✧✧  @tremblinglycoris​ liked for a starter! 

She’s been crying for a while now, Shinsou observes as he eyes the dark-haired woman who has been sobbing and staring at a spilled bowl of frozen yogurt for who knows how long. Passersby have been giving her odd looks but it doesn’t seem like the woman is aware of the attention she’s drawing in. Surely a spilled frozen dessert is not worth breaking down over, is it?

Shinsou knows that he should mind his own business. Especially since the lady doesn’t look right in the head. But it doesn’t feel right to just walk by and pretend he didn’t just see someone who is in desperate need of comfort and reassurance. A hero wouldn’t ignore someone in need after all. 

With that in mind, Shinsou disregards his plans for the day and approaches the stranger.

❝Hey, uh...❞ He rubs the nape of his neck in uncertainty. ❝Will you quit crying if I get you another froyo?❞

[oceanicarcher]

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@ask-umimaki :

It was a fine Thursday afternoon , way after school finished. However , a certain redhead had just gotten out of school since she stayed in the music room a few more hours after dance practice to work on the song , and Umi stayed with her to help her out. Those two were now about ten minutes away from school , walking together to their houses . "I just hope the song goes well. I didn't have much time to prepare for it , especially after they said it was supposed to be a love song." She shrugged as she remembered that. 

     “ I would hope so too. It was difficult finding the right lyrics for this genre.”

An exhale slipped past her barely parted lips. She’s written the words that would eventually be sung with great passion. Yet she had to remain by the first-year’s side. A lyricist must need a composer and vice versa. Dance choreography could be improvised on the spot if required, but you can’t simply expect words and melodies to weave together in a matter of seconds. Time is of the essence. Time is something the two yearn for as there is just never enough time for them to create a masterpiece. It isn't helpful that the genre their next song would be is about love.

A faint hum left the second-year. Walking side-by-side with the redhead, Umi tightened her hold on the school bag's handle. That particular hum mimicking the melodies that Maki had composed mere hours ago in the music room.

     " Still... I'm sure everyone else would like it. I really enjoy spending time with you also, so I think that's a plus. "

[dcctorscully]

       Her heels clicked and clacked against the polished linoleum as she made her way down the long and winding hallway. It was often Dana Scully was called into FBI Headquarters -- at least not with some reason. A new assignment. An assignment in the basement with Spooky Mulder -- a brilliant agent who studied abroad at Oxford. An agent who wrote a thesis that was still passed around the bureau with high praise. But there was always something off about Fox, a brilliant woman with a knack for all things unexplained. An agent who wasn’t allowed to work normal cases. Something that Dana wasn’t sure was a punishment or by choice. 

Joining the bureau had been a no-brainer for her. Medical school fascinated her. She loved forensic pathology. The human body spoke to her from the cold slab of the morgue. But when the opportunity arose, Dana couldn’t say no. It was the only way she thought she could make a name for herself. Two years in with not much to show of her name. Scully wanted more -- needed more. She hadn’t spent her youth moving from city or enrolled in a prestigious medical program for no payoff. The daughter of a military man taught her early on not to get attached. The cold indifference made her a good doctor and an even better agent. 

Section Chief Blevins wanted her to work with Mulder and write up reports detailing their work -- a spy. It bothered her that the men in power thought they could use her as a pawn in whatever game they were playing. But they knew she hungered for more and were using it against her. Flush high on her cheeks, she kept a steady pace on the floor. Each time her shoes came into contact with the linoleum, she felt a renewed sense of energy. She wouldn’t spy. She would do her job. She would write reports like any other field agent. Even if Fox was strange, she was still a brilliant human -- agent. Scully would do her job and she would do it well. Mulder was now her partner, for better or worse.

The hall was never ending. Whoever assigned this office to Fox had done it as a punishment. She was the butt of every joke spoken on all the floors above. A stab of pity struck her heart as she reached the door. The X-Files -- her new home. Hesitantly, she brought up her hand and rapped twice. It was loud enough to illicit a response from behind the door. Unable to make out exactly what was being said, she pushed the door open. “Hello? Fox Mulder? I’m Dana Scully. Your new partner.” She worked her away from the stacks of boxes her eyes trying to locate the origin of the voice she had heard seconds before. 

[sapphicxstarknight]

Lyra had barely been conscious for the game with Darby, she hadn’t ever been good at games involving races. But she was always good at video games and always been competitive and she had gotten out just after Kakoyin. She might have done better if not for seeing him go limp like that, his eyes rolling back. His head hitting the table like a sack of bricks. The way he collapsed slammed into her heart like a goddamned freight train. It was just like how her father had went, cold and limp. Someone who was so strong gone so fast and she couldn't do anything about it. She thought about never listening to Sting with him. Or get to watch Sumo with him in his hotel room or watch him paint ever again, They would never get to go to the same places without the threat of DIO or stand users after them. He would just be gone, like a bright star that would burn out the fastest she had ever seen. He didn't deserve that, hell he didn't deserve to be here dealing with DIO. He deserved the world and more and she was grateful that she got to even orbit around him. He was always too hard on himself and she wanted to always be there to remind him that he was loved and cherished in everything he did.

When she lost, She figured that it was for the best, Jotaro would figure it out like he always did and she hoped. No she prayed that he would find a way to bring the both of them back. He always did

When the game was over and he was okay she didn't even think about the way that she reacted. She had no concern for her own safety or her own return, Just that he was okay, that meant things were going to be alright.

As soon as she could walk again she didn't think about what she was going to do next. She rushed up to Kakoyin like a stumbling baby deer and pulled him in for a hug before she spoke "Don't do that again okay?, I cant afford to lose you" She stood in the hug for a long few awkward seconds not releasing until the last possible second.

@infernumvox

[charliewithachance]

The sun was shining a little too much for Charlie and it had started to get on his nerves. He generally didn’t like hot weather, so when spring came around the corner, most peopple avoided him because of his nagging. But at the same time the semester wasn’t over and he still had the excuse to lurk around the college’s library and study for an assignment or an upcoming exam. The dread of summer was looming and he didn’t even want to think how he should answer the question whether he’ll go on vacation or not. Either way, that day he was very happy because he had another studying date with his college friend, Sophia. What they were studying was quite close and somehow, they shared a common love for what they were doing. He turned his laptop on and opened a book, already going through multiple codes, waiting for his friend to arrive.

[ddavidellis]

First Meeting

kiraDavid took a long sip of his coffee, careful not to spill it onto his lap as he had done so many other times before. He needed to have a clean set of pants and shirt today, it was after all an important day. Today was when the new interns were coming in, a group from which hopefully they would be choosing one or two (More likely one) to start a full time there at the company. Today was mostly about showing them around, letting them the expectations were high and set in first impressions. And while he wasn’t the CEO of the company, he was still high enough that he needed to be presentable and firm with the new interns. He was, after all, manager of the branch where they were at. 

He slowly placed his cup down on his desk, and took one last look around his office to make sure everything looked in order. He had made sure to take down his Back To The Future and Star Wars posters down for the meantime, soon after the interns had adjusted (or quitted) he would hang them back up again and relax once more. But for now, he needed to be serious, though it wasn’t something that he exactly enjoyed very much. But for now, it was the part he had to play. And so with a small sigh, he headed down towards the elevator and into the first floor where he knew the group of interns would be gathered. And sure enough, there they were. “Good morning, and welcome to Fidealear. I’m David Ellis, manager and your tour guide today. Ready to go?” He announced as he signaled for them to follow. 

@chaotic-discourse @kirahrps