B r o k e n Flower

But the lows are so E X T R E M E that the good seems F U C K I N G CHEAP, and it teases you for WEEKS in its absence... {Independent fem!Roppi blog}

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//Alright, guys, so I haven't been active here in...well, not too terribly long, but still longer than I would like. I have been more active on my main roleplay account, of-monsters-and-enigmas, and I keep forgetting to log onto here. So, I am moving this character from this blog to my main, as it is becoming a multi-muse blog. It will likely still take me awhile to respond to any RPs I have on here, but I will get to it eventually. If you still wish to play with me, message me on of-monsters-and-enigmas.

I will still keep the blog up, but it will be inactive. Thank you!

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Really? No other way to change you mind on that?

"I speak the way I do to most everyone. I don't really do exceptions."

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☻- You're cute, but how about you stop cursin' at me every time we meet. That'd be awesome, princess.

"Hm. Unfortunately, I don't see that happening anytime soon."

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†- Ya’ll need Jesus.

"You need to go fuck yourself."

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How does Your Muse feel about my Muse?

☣- What on earth are you?

☠- I hope you die…

 ♛- You should just go away.

Ü- I don’t know how to feel.

☃- DOES.NOT.COMPUTE.

†- Ya’ll need Jesus.

♥- I can’t live without you.

 ◕‿◕- Friends~

★- You are a star.

╰☆╮- I just want to hug you.

☻- Add own.

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It was a cliche, a trope used so often in movies and television, to keep quiet over one’s feelings towards another. However, they are called cliches because they do exist and they are common in life, no? This was one of those instances.

Silence was being kept on his behalf not out of fear for rejection, but because perhaps if it continued to simmer then the emotion would only grow stronger. It was possible…— No. It was highly likely, as his mind had stopped wondering as often the more time he spent with the girl.

Eyes at this particular moment focused on her as the two sat across from one another at table from one of the more isolated sections of the park. They took in the features he had grown accustomed to seeing: her pale skin, rich black hair, and deep scarlet eyes. He was lucky that they were not talking at the moment, provided that she was eating a snack brought by the actor. Was this the peak of interest or would it be worth letting the sentiment in him continue to bubble? The question lingered in the depths of his mind before he sighed and leaned back a slight, rubbing at his nape. 

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It was a rather nice day out, Hachimenroppi would admit to herself. The ravenette typically did not enjoy being outside, given that being surrounded by people made her rather anxious and uneasy, but, for the moment, at least, Roppi felt rather comfortable. It was highly likely, of course, that this could be attributed to her current company, one Yuuhei Hanejima--or, rather, Kasuka Heiwajima. Silences between the two of them were rather common, but it was never something that felt uncomfortable to her. In fact, she rather welcomed it--she did not enjoy long, drawn out conversation, and she could appreciate the directness of the seemingly stoic actor.

Roppi would not speak casually of such a thing, but, as she rather frequently tended to do, she had refrained from eating much of anything in the past twenty-four hours...and, needless to say, though she had denied herself of food up until now, she had been starving. Thus, the snack that the brunet had bought for her was silently very appreciated, even if it wasn't much of a meal. Silence had settled over them while she was occupied with the snack he had bought her, but she knew neither of them would really mind.

The sound of the actor's sigh gave her a pause, crimson gaze lifting from the snack in her hands as she quirked a brow at him. Something seemed to be plaguing his mind, and though she was not typically one to pry, she couldn't help but be curious. "Something on your mind?" she questioned, taking another bite of her snack. It would likely be one of the only things she ate today, so she would be sure to finish it.

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It wasn't the first time that someone had been inside of Roppi like this, but it had been a rather long time, and as she felt his length push inside of her, the ravenette sunk her teeth harshly into her lower lip. He was big, and though she was rather tolerant of pain, it was something she had to adjust to. "Nn...fuck..." Roppi cursed breathlessly, her normally pale cheeks now a light hue of red.

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"I'll holdja to that..." Roppi murmured, feeling the tiniest bit excited by his promise, tilting her head to grant the blond more access to her neck as he lavished the pale skin in kisses and licks. She tangled her slender fingers into his hair, gripping at it as he sucked at the skin of her neck. "Mmh..." A pleased sound left the ravenette as she ran her fingers through his hair, scratching them from there and down his back.

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Once her bra was removed, leaving her upper body bare, the ravenette felt the slightest chill from the cool air of the room, prompting her to press herself against his larger form more, her small breasts against his chest. "Think you could warm me up a bit?" she purred sensually, lifting one knee and rubbing it firmly between his legs.

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Send me a "(づ￣ ³￣)づ" if you've ever wanted to smut with me!

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Why do you dislike being told that you're beautiful?

"Because people who call me beautiful are either ignorant of what I do to myself or are telling me because of what I do to myself, meaning that they only feel sorry for me. Calling me beautiful wont fucking magically fix things and I can't stand when people get that thought in their heads."

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Kisses her forehead.

"Who the fuck are you?"

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"Utsukushii, an angel of death." 

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"Uh-huh. Is this some sort of weird-ass way of greeting someone for you?"

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"Nope. That is what I am, to even prove it." The angel took a few steps back and soon his black wings grew out from his back. 

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Even as the feathered appendages suddenly sprouted from the man's back, Roppi hardly gave any reaction. Maybe lack of sleep was making harder for her to give a shit. "And, pray tell, why the fuck am I talking to an angel of death?"

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Kisses her forehead.

"Who the fuck are you?"

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"Utsukushii, an angel of death." 

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"Uh-huh. Is this some sort of weird-ass way of greeting someone for you?"

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Kisses her forehead.

"Who the fuck are you?"

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Kiss my character anywhere but the lips and see how they react

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Number Meme20. My character finding yours high/drunk22. One character teasing the other

Wasn’t that Tsukishima’s friend? The cute raven whom he had been talking to some time before?

"The fuck do you want?"

Yup, that was definitely her. The blond released a breath as he was about to turn away, without interest for being insulted but noticed something his eye had not caught earlier, a red tint over the girl’s face. Was she drunk? Damn. As cold as he was, even the host would have some sense of guilt had he left his brother’s friend to fend for herself in such a state.

“I was called over to escort you home, beautiful,” his tone was not cheerful on enthusiastic. It was simply the tone of voice of someone who saw no other way of saying thing.

After stream of curses oriented towards the blond left the raven’s mouth, she turned to sluggishly leave. And so, he followed her quietly, not to far, but not too close either. It was after a few blocks when the girl turned to accuse the blond of stalking her.

"It’s called making sure you get home safe, sweetheart," his voice was solemn this time around as he shrugged. A smile showed on his lips after her brow raised with annoyance, "Unless, you’d like to come to my place instead, we could arrange that too." His comment was received with a scoff and a swift comment about dying in a ditch.

Still, he followed the girl until she stopped in front of a building. 

"Night, kitten." He could have sworn she muttered a response before entering, but he was too far to really hear what was said. Well, hopefully, it had not been another curse.