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[ludicinm-achieved]

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His hand was slowly moving down to point at the other. A little grin placed on his lips qhen he was just trying not to laugh. River was happy. Happy to find a person that was good enough to be called 'pet'. Well, to be called 'my pet' by him. Sure he was always searching and find possible individuals but lost them after some time. Not even brought them home! But this time he would be able to let out his frustration. "What's your name" he hissed with a little chuckle.

[thegaywitchinghour]

Shyness

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“D-Damien Loghorn,” he said, deeming it appropriate and respectful to give his name.

He raised an eyebrow when the other, now given the name Ace, explained why he was there and wanted to ask him questions.

“W-What?” Damien stuttered, Adela hopping onto the counter and staring at Ace. She had a glare to her face, seemingly as if she saw Ace as a threat.

“I-I swear, nothing ever happens here. I just live in a cottage in the woods with only my cat. I’m just a witch out here, I didn’t do anything,” he was overreacting, but he was scared someone framed him for witchcraft and that he was going to be burned at the stake. Maybe someone tried to get him in trouble for something so they can loot his cottage? What if-

No, he needed to stop thinking like that. He was currently breathing so hard and fast, his body shaking uncontrollably, he might as well be having a panic attack.

[thedisastersquad]

“Gross.”

“What’s wrong? You’re making that face.”

“Noble. He thinks you’re a charming bastard. Doesn’t he ever learn?”

“It’s just an observation, Lucian, not an invitation to fight. Are you saying I’m not a charming bastard?”

“... You know what, fuck you.”

[infiniteilluminator]

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“Ah, shit-- LOOK OUT!!”

With a cry of warning, Illuminator quite literally launched herself at the person she was addressing, tackling them out of the way of the crushing mass of a Nebulous.

Her momentum carried the pair rolling across the ground for a short while, but slowed eventually. The magical-girl sat up, shaking her lavender-ponytailed head dizzily.

“Phew... That was a close one. You okay?”

[immxrtalcoil]

"Nope." Suddenly the tears and the other upset disappeared and faer pace quickened. "Crocell will be upset if I miss curfew I should be going--"

@anactuallygoodusername

“For the record I’m replacing all the sugar in your house with salt if you ever try that nonsense.”

[savageorcacaptain]

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(x)- accepting Makoto never thought he’d use the number programmed into his phone as soon as he had. He’d only met Ace recently due to a Uni open house night where new students could come check out the campus. The boy had seemed kind enough as it was, but still Makoto kept to himself seeing as making new friends was scary for him. When he’d met the pink haired kid, he smiled. The boy was endearing to say the least, though he seemed he could be a trouble maker, at least from what the rumors said. Makoto wasn’t buying into any of it though, he was going to form his own opinion as he got to know Ace better, he hoped they’d make good friends. What should he say, though? Meeting new people was hard and he wondered if Ace would even remember him by the time his first classes rolled around. Taking out the lime green flip phone, Makoto typed a quick message that was instantly erased when he realized the tone of desperation in the words. [Text]: Hey, can we talk soon? That wasn’t at all what Makoto had meant. Sure he wanted to talk to Ace again, but he didn’t want to come off sounding like a boyfriend who was afraid he’d just hurt him and wanted to apologize. But that wasn’t the case, he just wanted to have a casual conversation. Casual….that may have been the problem, for a casual conversation, Makoto was taking things very formally. Flipping the phone open and closed, Makoto tried to gather his thoughts. [Text]: Yo, Ace. You busy? Now came the time to panic as he tried to think of what to say if he’d actually sent that and gotten a reply. Why would Makoto be wanting to know if Ace was busy? Sure they’d both been there at the open house for new enrollments. In fact Ace had been the one who was kind enough to escort Makoto around and show him where his room was. But why would Makoto want to know if Ace was busy? Now he sounded like he had something planned for them when he didn’t. Why was talking to other guys so hard for Makoto? Because Makoto feared judgement for his flaws and insecurities. Would Ace still be his friend if he knew about Makoto’s fear of the Ocean? Would they still be friends if Makoto broke down and told him why he was scared of the dark? He didn’t know what to say now, now every insecurity inside was creeping to the surface and making Makoto’s skin crawl. Every last negative thought he’d ever had of himself was rearing it’s ugly head and he thanked the Gods that this was just texting, not a verbal conversation. He feared so deeply what the other guys would think of him, lest they saw him crying. Makoto had too much pride to let that happen. He vowed to himself that if he couldn’t cry in front of Haru, he’d never cry in front of anyone else. Makoto felt ridiculous. It was the middle of the night, Ace was probably already in bed anyhow and shouldn’t be bothered. Yet Makoto couldn’t shake it from his mind that something about that kid told him to reach out and try to make friends with him. That’s why they’d exchanged numbers in the first place, right? [Text]: Hey, how’s class going? And cue Makoto’s palm making a direct connection with his forehead. “Yes, Makoto. Good job, because you know…class is exactly what he’d want to talk about right now!” He cursed himself. Was it perhaps a troubled past? Maybe something subconsciously was telling Makoto that Ace needed a new friend. Maybe something was telling him to contact him because of Makoto’s own lonely heartache. Once again Makoto found himself retyping a new text message. [Text]: If you’re not busy, you wanna grab lunch tomorrow? The backstroke swimmer damn near threw his phone at how that last text came out. Cursing aloud, he erased everything once again. What feelings, what kind of emotion was Makoto trying to convey? Nothing romantic, nothing bad, nothing sad, scary, happy, or even upset. He just wanted a casual conversation with someone new who he hoped could become his friend one day, so why was texting him so damned hard! Maybe it would be easier if they met up and talked face to face, right? Not at this late hour. Which started the next text Makoto ended up erasing. [Text]: Hey Ace, I know it’s late, but…But what? What was Makoto going to say there? I know it’s late but I need someone to talk to? I know it’s late, but I just wanted to hear your voice? Cheesy, sappy…pathetic. One last time Makoto flipped his phone open, tired and frustrated with trying to form the perfect sentence, he’d actually ended up succeeding this time. Not too formal, not too personal, this time the words flowed out on their own and Makoto smiled as he hit the send button. [Text]: Yo, Ace! It’s Makoto. You still awake, Man? 

[astragalomancer]

Yesterday marked the one year anniversary of my time as a dungeon master and of my campaign, the Knights of Peanut Butter. I have been blessed with hilarious friends, involved players, and fun moments beyond what I ever expected. I’ll cherish the time we’ve spent together forever, and I look forward to playing more with you all.

@eldritchangelic @artianaiolanthe @panspy @anactuallygoodusername @diagonlz

Cheers!

[silver-tongued-detectives]

@anactuallygoodusername

Everything had started out normally. Classes were going by as usual. Amelia's friends were in other classes, while she was stuck in a Human studies class. Technically, she was human, so instead of magical training she was forced into this class for one of her periods.

She loved her town, she loved her school, but despite everything the principal and many of the students still didn't entirely trust her. She was lucky she got a few friends she could rely on.

Things took a weird turn. The teacher had gotten a call from the office, and had sent Amelia down. She was told that there was a new student she had to go and show around the school. She found this weird because she was pretty sure that was the class president's job, not her's.

[immxrtalcoil]

The eyes rolled and Mallory pushed her way out of the shadows while his back was turned, blackness receding from her skin and lingering in her veins before fading completely. “Child-ish.”

She waited until he was turned back before beginning to sign. `It wasn’t going to break. I’m used to handling fragile things with Mary around, if I wanted to break it it’d be broken.`

"Pbbt" Damien and Mallory? (Immortalbrats)

{Send “pbbt” and my muse will blow a raspberry at yours!}

Damien squinted at the shadows beside his desk, certain he was seeing something or another that didn’t belong. Maybe it was a play on light? A ghost? A certain shadow child? Only one way to find out.

Pursing his lips, he sent a raspberry the areas way, hoping that whatever it was stirred and he didn’t just blow a raspberry at a wall for no reason.

[fem-sangwoo]

"Would it kill ye to pay just a wee bit of attention to me? After all of t'at trouble of kidnappin' me and whatnot I feel a bit ignored." Damien asked, leaning over the table to gently poke at Sangwoo's cheek with one finger. "Please?" [anactuallygoodusername]

Sangwoo turned to Damien with a stony glare. "Don't. Touch. Me. There, you've got your attention." She growled. "I'm trying to think of what to do with you– and no, I'm not letting you go."

[tempusxvernum-moved]

"Hey there... you look ill." Ace purred, leaning against the counter and looking over at Murai. "You must be suffering from a lack of vitamin ME~" (anactuallygoodusername)

Murai blinked, tilting his head slightly to the side at the line. "Was that....your attempt at a pick-up line...?" He wondered, before he ended up giggling softly. "That was really cheesy!" Murai's giggles turned into full laughs, though there was a faint flush on his cheeks.@anactuallygoodusername

[ludicinm-achieved]

@anactuallygoodusername wants a starter 

"Are you sure that this is a good idea? I mean to throw stuff at cars while they are driving through the bridge... When I would be one of them which drive a car then I wouldn't be so happy about my destroyed car or dirty car and would call the police. I don't want to have trouble with them since it wouldn't be nice for me and a friend of mine to talk with the police." Rhys was looking at the other while holding a jar with some kind of fluid inside of it. He didn't even want to smell at it because he could tell that it was something disgusting. 

[thegaywitchinghour]

"You seem scared... is that why you don't want to talk?" -Ace (anactuallygoodusername)

Interrogation

Damien shuddered a bit, hand gripped onto the counter. He had expected just another customer to come in for a potion bulk order. 

He never expected to have this man come in. He could never speak to someone properly if they are not customers. Damien then perked up when Adela mewed, rolling the little bell he had gotten for her to play with.

“I-uh,” he began before stopping, “I-I, hehe, really c-can’t talk to p-people nor-normally...” He grew flustered with embarrassment, his white hair all messed up now after he had grabbed at it during this conversation (if you could even call it one).

His brown eyes held a sense of shyness, and he struggled to hide his face behind his long sleeves. He was ready to grab his wand that was safely secured in his sleeve.

“I-Is there any th-th-thing you wo-would l-like here?” He stuttered once again, his voice muffled slightly by the cloth.

[canyou-maybe-chill]

JUST A REMINDER

I've moved to: @anactuallygoodusername !!!

[immxrtalcoil]

@anactuallygoodusername

Are furbies birds or mammals what aRE they?

[savageorcacaptain]

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