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( Diminutive Girl. )
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She stared at him for a moment before then proceeding to speak, surely the other wasn’t actually serious about this.
❝ Wait are you actually being serious? ❞
“Mm, well -- I’m not exactly able to lie. Consider it a...rule of my work.”
[✬] A small laugh, a soft sigh: he’s here with Iseul, in the only safe way he can be away from his storefront (and perhaps he should not have so calmly stated he can’t be separated from his mother and boss, perhaps he should not have so softly implied his line of work to this girl).
The box of contracts and the box of blank sheets sit tucked gently into a canvas bag, the smile on his face unwavering as he plays with the bag’s strap. Ah, well, he supposes he could ask this girl if she has a wish -- and that any wish would do. [✬]
i trusted you i trusted you i trusted you i trusted you i trusted you i trusted you i trusted you i trusted you i trusted you
❝a softer world❞ ask meme
ask-meme-addicts:
“There are some secrets I will take to my grave. But I don’t want loving you to be one of them.”
“I said I’d love you forever, and I really meant it at the time. I guess that’s my problem.”
“Maybe cats will take over when we all die. That’s a nice thought. I hope we all die.”
“I want to open a travel agency that sells tickets to places that only exist in dreams. Try to find that cheaper online.”
“I like my witches like I like my books. Properly respected for their cultural importance.”
“If weird public sex is wrong, then being wrong is wicked hot.”
“There will always be someone better than you. But, on the bright side, who cares?”
“It’s better to burn out than to have to keep living.”
“Literally every creature should be more afraid of you than you are of it. Because you are terrible.”
“I’m not unreasonable. I don’t want to live forever. I just want to live longer than everyone else.”
“I’d like my obituary to hint at a sequel.”
“All anyone talks about are the elaborately staged psycho-sexual murders. I also have a dog walking company.”
“I would kill for you. But then again, I like killing.”
“Before we teach computers to love, maybe we should teach them about personal boundaries.”
“You won’t believe this one weird trick for getting through your day! Crying!”
“Doctors hate me! I don’t blame them. I’m garbage.”
“Live every day like you already died. Be quiet, is what I’m saying.”
“Wherever you go, there you are, murdering more people.”
“If there’s one thing in this ugly, ruthless world I can trust, it’s kitties.”
“Truth is stranger than fiction if you don’t read much.”
“Life is a party. Enjoy yourself, quick! Before somebody asks who invited you.”
“I would throw myself down a flight of stairs if only you would love me. Well. Also if you won’t.”
warscarred:
BITTER SOULMATE PROMPTS
( because the world needs more salt && complications. feel free to change up the context or pronouns! )
❛❛ No. No, no, no — you really don’t want me as a soulmate. ❜❜ ❛❛ So, you’re the unfortunate soul stuck with me. ❜❜ ❛❛ Can we just - forget about this? ❜❜ ❛❛ We’re not meant for each other. Trust me. ❜❜ ❛❛ You’re my soulmate? Wow - talk about a let-down. ❜❜ ❛❛ We were only supposed to be friends. ❜❜ ❛❛ Something’s wrong with this shit system. We are not soulmates! ❜❜ ❛❛ How is that I love them more, when you’re my soulmate? ❜❜ ❛❛ I know how you look at him - even though you’re not his. ❜❜ ❛❛ Please, believe me. You are not my soulmate. You can’t be. ❜❜ ❛❛ I don’t want a soulmate. ❜❜ ❛❛ Find someone else - I don’t need this in my life. ❜❜ ❛❛ No way - I can’t have TWO soulmates. ❜❜ ❛❛ I’m not very good with commitment, or soulmates, or love. ❜❜ ❛❛ Oh - this. This is a joke. Very funny. You can call April Fools now. ❜❜ ❛❛ I’m not good enough for you. This is wrong. ❜❜ ❛❛ Life is cruel, huh? Pairing us together like this. ❜❜ ❛❛ To think we were fated to grow old together makes my stomach turn. ❜❜ ❛❛ Why is fate such a bitch? Why are you a bitch? ❜❜ ❛❛ This wasn’t supposed to be real. It was a joke. ❜❜ ❛❛ I don’t know what’s worse. The fact you love them, or the fact I love you. ❜❜ ❛❛ I’m not suddenly trusting you with my heart! Or anything! ❜❜ ❛❛ I wish I could clean this mark off with some fate-Windex or something. ❜❜ ❛❛ Scary, right? Tied to a person you might not even know. ❜❜ ❛❛ I can’t trust you to love me. Not fully. ❜❜ ❛❛ We weren’t supposed to fall in love like this. ❜❜ ❛❛ I’m going to be frank, && say I have zero attraction to you. So this is a mistake. ❜❜ ❛❛ We’re rivals. Not soulmates. We’re supposed to be at each other’s throats. ❜❜ ❛❛ Things were better before this stupid mark, & stupid fate. ❜❜ ❛❛ I’ve tried. You can’t cut the string. I’ve tried, trust me, I’ve tried. ❜❜ ❛❛ This mark. It appeared this morning. I don’t want it - I. Don’t. Want. It. ❜❜
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People will stare. Make it worth their while → Shady Zeineldine Haute Couture | S/S ‘16
People will stare. Make it worth their while → Marchesa | Pre-Spring ‘17
Friend: [is in some form of distress]
Me: I will fight them for you. Let me flipkick off a roof.
Me: [internally screaming, exhausted, and generally woobly.]
Me: I am okay and I will fight them for you. [finger guns]
Little Bird | The Weepies
Little bird, little bird Brush your gray wings on my head Say what you said, say it again They tell me I’m crazy But you told me I’m golden
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My go-to comeback
( Like A Less-Angry Iseul. )
Lips pursed into a thin line. Well, at least he’s honest. And he didn’t seem to be in too much of a panic over the fact he hurt himself– and well, honestly, a part of her seemed suspicious over the fact he had his cut hand, of all places, in his pocket. ( Seemed rather counterproductive. You’d get blood in the pocket of your pants, and frankly– you’d risk you hand more to infections with the bits of dirt and sand that collect there. )
“There should be bandages around here somewhere, right? We’d need to bleed it out a bit, clean it, and then we can wrap that sucker up!” Hopefully he won’t need any sort of stitches afterward.. and hopefully it won’t leave any kind of nasty scar.
From this, she gave a smile. A hand reached forward, grasping the male’s shoulder. They needed to get him to a sink and wash out the cut. We don’t want anything stuck in there before wrapping it.. and it needs to be clean in order to prevent any kind of infections. Eyes scanned the room, running over the aforementioned pot– but settling on what appeared to be a washroom. Ah, that’ll do just fine! But before that.. eyes narrowed slightly as she looked at his direction,
“–why on Earth weren’t you wearing work gloves?“ Mom-mode.
“My gloves are -- in a drawer somewhere, I think... I might have actually lost them.”
[✬] There’s a part of him that’s terrified, and a part of him that just wants to shove his hand at this woman (look, look at him, he’s hardly so normal and all too unworthy of your concern). The stranger’s concern is strange, and unsettling -- the last time another person had seen blood such as his, it had ended far too unpleasantly for him.
So, he might as well cop out using the “strange blood disease” excuse again, right? A stifled laugh (Hayato’s had to do that far too often, after all), pocket-hidden hand flexing slightly. [✬]
“I don’t mind if you want to help...clean this mess up but...uh, you might not like looking at my hand. ‘S a long story, but in short -- my blood’s a little different. People freak out sometimes.”
( Apparently, A Bit Clumsy? )
@wishbrcker cont
>>「y-yeah, i’m fine. don’t worry about me.」 duckling hums, going into her bag && getting medical tape and gauze. she’s always so clumsy that anything she touches either might break or she’ll get broken herself. humming a soft song as she wraps the tape around the gaze && around her leg, she glances at the young man. he looked… worried? standing up and putting everything away, the girl gives the young man a large beam.
「thanks for caring.. um, what’s your name? it seams i never caught it, i’m Hasu; but everyone calls me duckling.」
“My name’s -- Hayato. I work...sort of nearby, and I’m glad you’re okay.”
[✬] He doesn’t like the sight of blood, hence his concern (he doesn’t even know why he’s so off-put at the sight) -- he shakes a little, but manages a smile anyways. Ah, lucky lucky, the girl’s pretty unharmed.
A tilt of his head, that single braid bobbling as Hayato contemplates where to go from here. [✬]
“I...guess I don’t really like the sight of blood much.”
( A Kind Heart. )
“ I mean, I wouldn’t ask if ya were alright if somethin’ didn’t seem to be wrong. ”
Those words left his mouth without a moment’s hesitation- lack of thought going into much of anything as he was acting off emotion rather than thinking about what he was going to say before opening his mouth.
Clearly, Shishio could tell something was wrong. If the laugh on the other’s part wasn’t a dead give away, then clearly the possibly slight tension there would do it. And, he isn’t entirely too sure if he should reach out and pat the other, deciding last minute that, ‘ yes, i may as well do the thing. ’
That left him reaching out to gently pat the other’s arm, a tiny smile gracing the blond’s lips all the while, too. “ Maybe some tea will help you sleep? ”
“You -- don’t have to worry so much about me...”
[✬] But oh, you should worry a little, he’s a fretful mess -- still shaking, but struggling to smile as brightly as is possible (it’s clear he’s just too tired, too sorrowful). There’s a cringe at that touch: he wasn’t expecting a hand upon him, even in comfort.
Yet, there’s a part of Hayato that acknowledges he needs to care for himself (or at least let himself be cared for), so there comes a hesitant motion of hands, smile faltering for but a moment. [✬]
“I suppose something warm to drink sounds...nice, however.”
( What A Lovely Visage.)
@wishbrcker.
They’re clad in elegant drapes of gold, & reds — fabric which dangled & breathed as did they; the leftward cant of their head subtle / habitual, smile subtle ‘pon countenance white as snow. ‘twas not often that they encountered mortals & even rarer was it for them to encounter those not. Natheless, their nature was docile as can be, the upper - half of clamesque ears twitching before raising. E’er - polite ( & with near regality ), they wait for him to speak.
[✬] How beautiful they are -- not unlike Iseul in their ethereality. (Quite like looking at gold-swirled marble, he thinks: certainly worth committing to memory.) Hands shuffle ‘neath the countertop, one clutching at a plate of snacks (just home-baked cookies, nothing too elaborate), the other at a box of blanks and the pen for signing contracts. [✬]
“Though I’ve no idea if you’re here to pass through, or to do business -- please, have something to eat while you’re here.”
[✬] And so brown eyes would open once again, sparkling slightly with a glint akin to playfulness; lips curled upwards in a warm, inviting arc, teeth only slightly visible through turned lips. [✬]
“Ah -- hopefully I’m not crossing a cultural line for you by saying this, but I find your ears quite cute.”