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"I'm nobody's pet." Proceeds to poke incessantly for another full minute because r00d.
“YOOKI PLZ”
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"For you!" A rose is offered between his thumb & forefinger, his most charming smile upon pale features.
-- A smile spread on her face as she looked at the boy before her; her eyes resting on the rose currently being offered to her. She gingerly took it from his hand and let out a giggle.
“Thank you, this is really pretty!”
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Casually throwing tinsel on the stranger, for no particular reason. The tinsel was pretty and he enjoyed bothering others.
「✦✦」─ ╴
❝ … ❞
❛ If he’s ignored will he move on or continue until given the gratification of a reaction? ❜ The thought came unbidden at suddenly having a tinsel tossed on him, the decoration coming to rest draped partially over his head to slightly obscure his vision on one side while the rest of it fell over his shoulder. Brushing aside the flashy ornament from his face before nimbly finger readjusted his glasses, Kyoya then responded in a flat tone; giving no indication towards any annoyance or irritation at the others actions.
❝ Tinsels are meant to decorate the Christmas Tree, not the people around it. ❞
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“Hey!”
send “Hey!” for my muse to catch yours without a shirt on!
➣ Y I K E S! Sorry sir! I didn’t mean to barge in–
I’ll leave now! I didn’t see anything, I swear!
And then she’s just gonna slam the door shut and run away as fast as she can.
Public restrooms are the worst.
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Rapidly pokes for no apparent reason, the vampire is simply bored and looking to annoy people.
You’re asking for trouble.
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"So tell me, how do you feel about creatures like witches, werewolves, I don't know -- vampires?"
It was an odd question, especially from a stranger at that. Who asked
things like that out of the blue? To someone of higher intelligence, they
might have questioned the reasoning behind such an inquiry, but it seemed
that Kageyama didn’t quite fall into that range of persons.
“They’re not...real?” Kageyama says with hesitance, not because he’s
doubtful of his opinion, but because it seemed like the increasingly obvious
answer to him.
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"Hello, I'm a thief, and I'm here to steal your heart."
❛… ...❜
First impressions are always KEY when encountering anyone. And yet this person left the inevitable impression of being a flirt. Any woman who isn’t keen on the interests of relationships could certainly see that much. Regardless it’s not as if there was any HARM done to her though it lowers his credibility to being dependable. Not unless this boy proves himself to being different. For now, she’ll DISMISS this remark and give a mindful gaze. Nothing much seem to have affected her or provoked a single blush to fill her pale complexion. A pierce glare, as most would agree on her STOIC face, complimented to how she felt.
------DISAPPOINTMENT.
❛I’m afraid that LINE doesn’t work on me.❜ With that, the taste of DEFEAT shall burn his tongue. Commentary or flattery as this doesn’t appeal to her especially since this was the work of a complete stranger.
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"If you were a vegetable you'd be a cute-cumber."
Shes blushing shes just trying not to fidget at the line.
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"Don't go getting your panties in a bunch, getting hit by a snowball wouldn't have killed you."
╰ ▚ ♕ ▞ ╮
❝ What if my skull-parts didn’t fuse together corr- ectly? You could’ve nailed my brain and I’d be DEAD. ❞
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Pterodactyl screeches -- "Don't touch that!"
“Touch what?! Another one of your pairs of Kaname’s undergarments?!”
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"Care to join me for this dance?"
– turquoise eyes laid on the taller boy in front of her; a giggle slipping out of her lips as she turned to face him. her pale pink dress fell to her knees and she reached out, taking his hand.
“That’d be nice.”
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█ ❛ love calculator.
he’s always eager to get to know fascinating people, this might be a start!
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A Cold Hand || Glacieshart || Closed
@glacieshart
Weary and fatigued, yet not wanting to stop just yet, Eva wondered through the town. She wasn’t paying as much attention as she usually did for the name of town had escaped her- not like it really matter. It wasn’t as if she was going to stay for too long. Maybe a few days, a week at most. Enough time to rest and replenish her supplies. Supplies like food and water which she should honestly be making use of right at this moment. Half a bottle of water remained and as for food... well... she’s gone longer without.
Later, Eva reasoned with herself, ignoring the blurring around the corners of her peripheral vision. She wasn’t necessarily concerned with the her current predicament. Even if she did faint she’d eventually wake again- in this nameless town, she reminded herself. Not her little room with its little window and the only thing she knew was “light” and “dark” and “that person”.- and get what she needed to head on to the next town. And though she had expected it might happen within the next few hours, Eva hadn’t expected to stumble on air. A rock, maybe, but not air. Nor had she expected to bump into another human... one who hadn’t been there before. But then again, she wasn’t paying attention quite that well so it wasn’t that much of a concern. That slight bump distorted her already precarious balance and with her body weakened from hunger, from thirst, from lack of rest, Eva fell.
It took a few moments for the dizziness to pass. She spent those few moments blinking, wondering if she was supposed to say something. Despite the things “they” and her many “jobs” had taught her to help blend in integrate herself into society Eva still struggled with what phrases to say at the right time.
Annoying...
Looking up at the silhouette- a darkened gray and distinctly male- she regarded the slim hand held out to her. Apparently she expected to take it so with an internal sigh, she took his hand and marveled at his touch. Ice cold, like her little room had been, and for a few seconds the girl faded back to Before. “Lights” and “darks” flashed across her mind; an emotion she couldn’t name filled her blood; ice settled over her skin... and all it took was a pull to make it all disappear, unlike the reality of Before when all she knew was “that person”. Her face blanked- she was uncertain what expression she had had during that brief period where she hadn’t been here, in the After- as she released his hand (cold, oh so cold) from her lax grasp. (Eva didn’t wonder over his strength; she knew she didn’t weigh much and with her short stature... it wouldn’t be a problem for most.)
“Thank you,” she muttered, her voice soft- nearly breathless, as if it took too much effort to speak the two syllable words- and started past him, one hand placed on the building for support. Food could no longer be passed up so that was where she’d make her first destination in this little nameless town.
#glacieshart#{A Cold Hand}#{Glacieshart}#{IC}#{RP}#{v;; Vampire Touch}#//Is this okay? ;w; I hope so....
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💤??????
Send “💤” for my muse to fall asleep while resting against yours.
➣ Hey…do you uh..mind if i?
Asking for permission was redundant, since she was already making herself comfortable against the stranger’s shoulder. She tried to convince herself that she wasn’t all that sleepy, but the bags under her eyes begged to differ. Hopefully he wouldn’t mind too much, this was awkward enough as it is.
It didn’t take long for her eyelids to suddenly get heavy–although there are a lot of things that are more comfortable to sleep on than this stranger’s bony shoulder. Whatever. She’ll take what she can get. The next thing she knew, she had completely fallen asleep to the sound of the humming engine–under a random stranger’s care.
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W oops, a snowball slipped from his hand, aimed at the stranger. A complete accident. Not intentional in the slightest.
A mixture of surprise, irritation, and shock forms on Kageyama’s features as
the frigid ball connects with the back of his head. It’s softer than a
volleyball, which he has been hit with in the back of the head plenty of
times, but it certainly has it’s own faults. As excess snow trickles down the
back of his shirt, causing a shiver to escape up his spine, the setter turns to
face the culprit, a blond he’d never quite seen before. Whether it was an
accident or not was unknown, but he highly doubts it was that former.
“What the hell was that for!?”
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"Are you a microwave oven? Cause you melt my heart."
“ I’ve actually heard that one before! No originality these days...Wait. What kind of a Microwave model? Is it the new shiny kind or the old ones that break a fuse after a few months. I need details man. “
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