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[lunaetis]

your  name: osamu dazai

your age:  22

your perfect date: a walk by the water at dusk and a nice dinner to follow.

make out in private or in public?:  both? both.

do you like to cuddle?: yes!

tell me something about you: i can play the piano and i like cats.

why do you want to be my valentine?: because you're cute and warm and sweet :3

(for eden)

VALENTINE'S APPLICATION. || no longer accepting

─「エデン」─  there was a unique way in how her AUREATE ORBS gazed at him. a depth that was difficult to explain, yet a distinct warmth wishing to envelop his very frame every time he was within her sight. amber hues mellowed tenderly at the words he had written. a walk at dusk by the water, that made her lips pull into a smile. warm and sweet, he said. the TRAILBLAZER felt a sharp pang wondering what he would think of her if he knew where that warmth came from. it's a destructive, burning force locked within her.

                " i'm more dog-coded than cat-coded. would that still be alright ? " a light, playful nudge came from her head to his shoulder, before leaning up to nuzzle a little closer to him. he said she was warm, yet, it was in his presence that she felt CALM and content. to her, he was the light that made her feel her own chaos being quiet by. ever since they met, she had that sense of protectiveness she couldn't explain. that no matter what, she wanted to PROTECT this one from everything. if the stellaron sought to hurt, then let it hurt anyone but him.

                " accepted, under one condition — would you play the piano for me ? "

▸▸ [ @starsburned ]

[lunaetis]

​─「胡桃」─  " of course ! people just won't understand how special some things are ! they just don't ! it's weird, it's scary, they'd say. no sense of adventure at all ! it must be fate that we meet here and now. hu tao is the name. " her eyes, however, immediately lit up at the name of the tea. " death cap tea ? no, i haven't. is it lethal just like the name ? you have to show me ! "

"well, at least someone that recognizes my wonderful taste. so many people simply don't get it! oh, i certainly do!" an enthusiastic nod paired with an impish grin. "i'd love some tea! have you ever had death cap tea? it's a bit spicy."

[lunaetis]

me : eden doesn't trust anyone on penacony. robin : *boops her* 🥺 eden : pretty lady pls pet me. me : WTF EDEN.

[lunaetis]

─「エデン」─  him mentioning that he recalled her penchant for it earned a slight quirk of brows from the TRAILBLAZER, but she didn't look away. if anything, she was tilting her head a little with that small smirk at the corner of her lips. " mm ? liking what ? the pocky, the game, or something else ? " when she said something else, her gaze was eyeing his lips. an amused hum escaped, liking the shortening distance as he took a precise bite without breaking the biscuit stick. who's the competitive one now ?

                she bit off a piece of the pocky, now reaching the chocolate part as sweetness rolled on her tongue. did she purposely take a rather large chunk off so that they would be even closer ? who knows. the corner of her lips were pulled up into a subtle grin, and the spark of challenge in aurous irises shone brightly. was that a giggle ? eden wasn't masking how she was enjoying this.

                " do i get the last one if i win ? "

-> the look in his eyes is telling, beckoning to the competitive nature that lurked, had always been present in her for all the lifetimes he'd known her, for all the faces that have known her as he carefully restrained himself from grinning at the way in which her teeth bit into the uncovered biscuit, tilting his head so not to snap it in half from the height difference.

"I seem to remember you liking that" There's a smirk to his voice, eyes measuring the distance that the stick candy offered more moving ever so slightly closer, taking another bite and holding the biscuit with well maintained teeth. He can feel the slightest vibrations in the stick with her words, the hint of a challenge in umber eyes as he stared her down with stolen stubbornness.

"THAT'S my line, EDEN"