#scriptospark

[reallyrandomtj]

@scriptospark said HERE: kafka is taking the longest drag of a cigarette anyone has ever taken and just "no no I'm fine. he's too unbearable"

Casually ignores the unbearable comment.

"Do you come with that cigarette... ma'am?" Sampo 'giggles'

[draconicfool]

@scriptospark asked: "Sweetheart, did you miss me~?" Kafka takes their face into her hands and she kisses them, pulling them close. "Sorry." Exhaustion in her tone, but she's genuine. "Eros... I'm so sorry." / pwease don't mind that she's covered in bruises and such. she's fineeee

     The smaller all but melts into the other's touch. Into the way that their lips meld together as if they're meant to be like that. Not to part but to forever be pressed together as if it's all they need. No air, no worry of death lingering around the corner. Just each other. Just this moment and this embrace. “ I always miss you, dearest. ” he whispers against her lips when they part. His own hands reaching to brush against her cheeks. Looking her over with a worry that seems so foreign on her features. “ Why are you apologizing to me, hm? Did something happen –? Are you alright, beloved? ”

inbox call <3

[solarisligatus]

"Y-you're- that woman on the poster-." Her tail is tucked immediately between her legs as she takes a few steps back. Adjusting the way that her coat hangs on her shoulders. A safety in the oversized garment that marks her for a Selkie. "What um- what do you want with-- with me-?"

@scriptospark || sc.

[evervita]

Unprompted Asks | Always Accepting!

@scriptospark asked: "Truth be told, I like having you around... I'd like you even more if you let me open another bottle. Maybe we can split it~"

Both of them were a little tipsy. Kafka had been sipping away at wine, and Magnolia had miraculously found her favorite whiskey at a great price. Naturally, she bought it and decided to indulge herself a bit. Before she knew it, more than a quarter of the bottle was gone and her head was swimming a bit.

Still, she was having fun. So when Kafka suggested opening another bottle of wine, Magnolia sealed her whiskey to drink at a later time and decided to share the wine with Kafka.

"... I never imagined becoming a Stellaron Hunter, but I have to say I like being around everyone... around you, too." Her words are very slightly slurred, but genuine. "Mm... this wine is really good... I wonder if we can take a special trip to the vineyard..."

[lycorisbloomed]

"... I know the pain has been bad, Blade? You'll tell me if you need my power to dull it for a bit." Anytime she doesn't use the nickname she is serious, Kafka places a gentle hand upon his arm, other hand taps under his chin to assert eye contact. "A few more system hours before we can get supplies, can you make it that long?"

"I will, Kafka." Swordsman is somewhat lost in his own thoughts until Kafka's tap brings him back to the surface of the murky water that is his mind. "We should go quickly, but yes. I can make it."

@scriptospark

[badrcputation]

"A ring, oh that's nice... Wait, when were you planning on letting me know they moved in together?" Kafka is trying to not sound surprised, but funny thing about having foresaw so many things, and not THIS. "Are they... That happy then?" Curiosity, and maybe concern about Stelle's well-being. She pours another glass of wine for herself and Aventurine.

— A shrug of his shoulders, then the gambler leans back in his seat, a grin plastered over his face, swirling the drink around in his hand, then downs the last of it. A bit wobbly, but he sets the glass down for another round.

"I was gonna tell you, honest! If it puts you at ease, they're really happy. I also offered to buy her the ring, but she didn't let me, so I offered to buy them a really nice wedding gift." Kafka barely finishes pouring him the next drink, and he's already lifting the glass back up to his lips. "She wants to get a duck pond, I said 'deal.'"

He pauses to stare at her for a moment. "She will invite you to the wedding, I'm sure of it. If I'm invited to be the koumbaro, you can be the koumbara-- the best man and best woman, respectively." He takes a long, hearty drink of his wine, then slams it back down almost a little bit too hard.

"I should drag you shopping for a fancy new outfit."

[badrcputation-moved]

"Bass player, hm?" Silent judgmental stare for a moment. "Everyone has a flaw..."

@'s Eli SO hard

— "I AM a bass player AND I'm flawless! You wish you had these bass skills, Kafka!"

[captivemuses]

“ say something nice or don’t speak. ”

@ Childe ?

six-word sentences.

"I know the old adage is 'say something nice or don't say it', but I've found that's not always the most fun thing to do. Sometimes it's more entertaining to do the opposite." Especially if it could lead to an entertaining fight for him, what good would being a good boy serve him?

[reallyrandomtj]

@scriptospark said HERE: kafka: I'm reconsidering.

"... Reconsidering-- what exactly?"

Does he even want to know due to where the source came from?

[draconicfool]

@scriptospark asked: ❛ give me something worth living for , ❜ from kafka, u wanted angst right?

     Those words hit in a way that he doesn't quite expect them to. As if he can feel them burning in his ears as he stares up at her. Something worth living for? Something worth living for?

     He gets up from his seat with such speed that it clatters to the floor. His hand over his chest. “ Is this not already that? Is returning to me, to my arms at the end of the day not enough to keep you wishing to continue on? ” 

     One could call it a dramatic reaction, surely. But for someone like Eros, who only remembers what it feels like to love and be loved because of Kafka… those words feel like she's spitting right in his face. Had he not given her enough reason? Had he not been enough? What was he supposed to do differently?

     “ If this is not want you want anymore, then I suggest leaving. Not taunting me with words like this. ”

you can barely take much more || accepting

[yingren]

❛ you always push people away. i just thought you’d never do it to me. ❜

𝐡𝐢𝐭 ‘𝐞𝐦 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.

“ you learn something new every day. ”

stains of coffee sink into the fabric of his shirt, this is just another typical morning on another irritating, bad day. his response reflects his mood way too perfectly, highlighting the annoyance that comes with each failed attempt to complete the most simple tasks. his shirt is half buttoned, hair tied into a messy low bun, hands shaking as he sets the cup of coffee down on the table. what’s the point of even trying to drink it if he knows half of it will be spilled anyway? the mornings are always the worst, just when he awakens from another nightmare, just when he should be well rested and equipped to handle the day as it comes. 

kafka may be one of the people he does cherish, one of those whose company he does not mind all too much. however, even her questions and concerns come off as incessant nagging when he’s already feeling this bad. this terrible, this unreal. 

“ aren’t you busy with something else? ” his tone is softer this time, trying his best to divert the attention and focus on anything else. anything that isn’t him. anything that doesn’t involve talking about the circles under his eyes, the way his hands shake, the pounding headache ready to send him right back to bed. 

“ i think firefly was asking for you just a few minutes ago. ”

[dasniichts-a]

"Do me a favor, will you? If you're planning to kill me, do it yourself. Don't hand me over to that bestie of yours.~ She's got my number." - @scriptospark

"I’d prefer to not go that route if it can be helped. Besides, if you were supposed to die, you would’ve already been consumed by now.” The hole between his fingers flickered and pulsed before dissipating off with a single snap. “And she doesn’t need to know about this meeting anyways, nor do the young ones. This is between us.” 

No... there was something else he needed. Something that he was sure could be negotiated between reasonable people that didn’t need to involve the others, but... it was worth the risk. Never mind the issue of going through Kafka... 

“I’m looking for Elio.” 

[solarisligatus]

"You're so sweet, I could just eat you up.~"

@ Cerise, sorry about Kafka truly.

"H-huh what-?! I- um- I don't think I understand what's going on here-. Why- wh-what do you even-- mean, Miss Kafka-?"

[shrineofprophecy]

@scriptospark / ask answered

"Forget fancy wine for the night, you're the kind of lady who could treat me to shots in a dirty dive bar. I say that's what I want to do for the night." For Sparkle, girls night

"Oh? You're willing to ruin your classy image? Who hurt you?" Sparkle laughed, honestly not caring for the background story to this suggestion. Fancy places were boring and there were all these rules to follow... As if there weren't enough in daily life already. It was time to let loose and enjoy oneself for once. The Stellaron Hunter deserved it.

"I know a couple of places. Let me take you on a night you won't forget... or will, depending on how drunk you want to get."

[badrcputation]

— "Obviously throw them as far as I possibly can. Like a frisbee."

"Pray-tell, what do you intend to do with landmines, hm?"

[reallyrandomtj]

Meet Sampo 'Ghostface' Koski

@scriptospark

BONUS CLIPS:

Kafka matching Sampo's energy?

It isn't Ghostface but Sampo would make similar 'funny outtake' moments while dressed as Ghostface to make others laugh