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[ tip-toe ] (@/thesixteenpleasures Who doesn't like a tall man like Tsukuyomi kissing his s/o on the forehead?)

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The height difference doesn't make this any less embarrassing. Melissa has no time to react, though, even if she did... what would she do?

Nothing. She'd allow Tsukuyomi to peck her forehead all the same.

"W-What was that for...?" An honest question, it came out of left field! She welcomes it, naturally, twiddling her thumbs as she steals shy glances up at him. As though torn on whether she should ask for another kiss or return his affection with one of her own.

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Moblie Suit Gundam 00

Episode 3, The Changing World

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ೃ༄ ways to kiss ˚◞♡ ⃗

[ sweet ] for a gentle kiss

[ tip-toe ] for a kiss on the forehead

[ blush ] for a kiss on the cheek

[ scrunch ] for a kiss on the nose

[ rough ] for a kiss fuelled by more than affection

[ knuckles ] for a kiss on the hand

[ adore ] for a kiss on the stomach/thighs

[ tipsy ] for a drunken kiss

[ euphoric ] for a celebratory kiss

[ sleepy ] for a half-awake kiss

[ cuddle ] for a kiss while in close proximity

[ regretful ] for a kiss meant to apologise

[ shush ] for a kiss to silence the other party

[ comfort ] for a kiss to reassure

[ want ] for a kiss to lead to something more

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( getting silly and making a cute little new blog hi. )

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"You're really like a baby, Haro..." Tossing the small robot up and down. "... I wonder if this makes me your mom..."

A mother definitely wouldn't be tossing their child up and down like that.

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Please reblog this if it’s okay for me to just pop into your ask box to RP with you even if you haven’t reblogged a meme because I just want to RP with you

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send 'let me take care of you' for my muse's reaction.

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Haro…

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It just might be the plain truth, no matter how cliché it sounds. People often overlook the things that are in front of them, common sense is thrown out the window whenever they find themselves in situations like these.

Propaganda, fighting for what's right - standing against what's wrong. Everyone wants to become a hero. Everyone wants to leave their mark in history.

No one ever stops to think about who is writing it. They never stop to think about how they might be both the hero and the villain depending on the author, their beliefs, who they pledge their allegiance to. It's all about the heat of the moment.

No one ever stops to think about the victims. The civilians. Those caught in the crossfire.

To begin with - was the One Year War really that cut clean? Who's to say that the Federation - the clear winner - didn't write history to their convenience.

History is written by the victors.

"You don't think about it until you come into contact with people who've lived to tell the tale," isn't that why there are so many former Federation soldiers providing their support? But, the reality is that they have as many people from Zeon backing them up. It's curious, conflict can tear people apart - but it can also bring them together.

"Even we are driven by emotion… I mean, that's why you're here, right?" Hypocrisy can't be avoided, the AEUG was formed due to the outrage the Titans' actions caused. Emma and Kamille were properly brought on board and convinced by exploiting their emotions - by showing them Bunch 30.

"W-Well, I wouldn't it's just me… I mean, we /did/ use your ideas for the Zeta, not only that… but, we used the MK.II's frame. We wouldn't have gotten anywhere without reverse engineering it.

That's… the Titans work. I don't know how many people worked day and night developing it. Maybe it came from the enemy, but… I can't help but admire such good craftsmanship. To be honest, when we finally got our hands on them, Astonaige and I couldn't even sleep. Everyone in the hangar was up all night tossing ideas back and forth. If you ever have time to spare, you should stop by and read all of our logs!"

Modest as always - or, maybe she just doesn't think that highly of herself. She seems intent on giving at least some of the credit to all of her peers.

"Hmmm... They might be lies today, but it could be our and everyone else's truth someday." He almost let out a chuckle at how cheesier the sentence sounded out loud. Because of his age, he often underestimated his own abilities, but more especially with his own worth.

"Yeah, everything changes with a closer look at the actual reality. I don't blame those people for thinking that way, though. The media coverage they did for White Base painted them as heroes. Almost as if they want to inspire the next generation of soldiers." Kamille might have been neutral for the most part, but he wouldn't deny the impact of the One Year War for humanity as a whole.

Unlike the clear strife between Zeon and the Earth Federation years ago, the current conflict felt a bit more complicated. The Earth Federation, an organization that used to be looked up to, reached its all time low due to the Titans' involvement.

All the while, Kamille was fortunate enough not to be too invested in that sad reality because of his own internal and external conflicts. In fact, he was already let down early in his life by the people who were supposed to be his role models.

"I guess anyone who's tasted power can't get enough of it, that they feel like they have to share their 'blessings' to both the Earth and space colonies. But we all know that's just their excuse to take over everything- and history would repeat itself all over again." He then let out a bitter chuckle. "Can't say the same for the Titans, though. To me, they're just arrogant, pathetic cowards." From his parents, to Jerid, and other enemies he went up against, he could say he wasn't completely off the mark. "Yeah. Captain Bright and Lieutenant Quattro keep saying to keep my emotions in check, but even I think they're expecting too much from someone like me."

His expression perked up at the mention of Anaheim Electronics. Since the company was directly responsible for the production of mobile suits, it was no-brainer that the work was right up Melissa and Kamille's alley. Upon hearing her side of the story though, Kamille felt inevitable disappointment, especially since the Titans were involved yet again.

"Hm. I won't be surprised if my parents also looked down on the people who actually did the hard work..." Though he wouldn't underestimate his parents' contributions, their personalities and work ethics were another separate matter. "But on the other hand, I'm not exactly in the position to say this, I'm just another crewmember here... but, I'm sure the AEUG is lucky to have someone like you on board. Your ideas and designs have helped out a ton, and that's coming from me personally."

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( I always neglect my 00S1 Ara design for some reason... I just default to S2 ok. she's a freak. )

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"Sometimes, lies are all we have," they might even help an individual to keep going through the worst of times. "Though… maybe it isn't necessarily a lie, maybe it's just hope. Hope that better days are coming. Maybe that's why we make up heroes out of people who were just doing what they had to do to survive. We—I might've not understood that until I got involved."

When the fog of uncertainty clouds your vision, it's nigh impossible to see the progress you've made. Most days, it feels like one step forward, two steps back. What can a single person do? That question often leads to nowhere.

A single person can lead. A single person can destroy. A single person, with clear ambition, can find it in themselves to build a force. To seek other people out whose ideals might coincide with theirs.

At the beginning of time, everyone was one.

It isn't what can a single person do? It's what may a single person do?

Regardless of whether one might live to bear the fruit of their work, the choice is still theirs. Even if Kamille might've never gotten involved with the AEUG, who's to say that later down the road, he wouldn't have been involved with the Titans? For better or for worse, there are situations in which lineage is inescapable.

"I believe that everyone takes these things for granted, it's the 'peace' we've been granted, it's either that or no one bothers to actually listen through their history lessons," a short laugh dispels any of the remaining tension clinging to her, there are times in which you just need someone else to listen. Two heads work better than one. "It's okay… I'd say one doesn't have enough time to unwind and let it all out nowadays."

Kamille's question, however, catches the adjutant off guard, evident by her shocked expression. It's like he's just put her on the spot. "I… was aiming for a spot in Anaheim Electronics," there's a pause of her own, as though trying to recolect her thoughts. "… I got through the first screening, and what was next was a scheduled tour through its North branch. You're aware that the South branch is the one giving us its support, yeah?

Well, that was it. I went to my tour and it was filled to the brim with Federation and Titans' officers. How can I put it… it was suffocating. I saw how miserable everyone was, the mistreatment towards the engineers was terrible, it must've been the first time I saw how the Titans did things. Singing nothing but big praises to the fat cats in charge, while the average Joe was being chewed alive for not abiding to their ludicrous requests… I didn't want that, but—you know by now, the moment you cross paths with them, they're relentless. I joined the AEUG thinking that it would be a place in which I could, at least, get some peace of mind, not feel like I had a target on my back constantly. G… Guess it kind of backfired, huh? I'm even more wanted now than I was before…"

… And yet, it doesn't look like she regrets it.

"People live by excuses, and I guess we might as well be part of that lot." He let out a breath. "Aside from that one time I gave that smug bastard a lesson for treating me like dirt, I've never felt the same joy of piloting a robot. I don't even have any incentive of doing what I'm doing. The last thing I wanna be regarded is a hero like Amuro. I guess... I'm in it to finish what I already started."

A youth caught by the unforgiving waters of conflict; a journey that didn't seem to have an end in sight. Amuro Ray's story was the clear indication that even after the One Year War, another war simply took its place. An endless cycle, much like life and death itself.

However, if Kamille did choose to sit idly by the sidelines that day, would he really have been content in simply furthering his education? Was a "normal" life for a child of parents involved with the Titans ever going to be in the cards at all? At one point in his life, he imagined working alongside his old man.

As far as Kamille recollected, however, not once had Franklin acknowledged his own son's creations. He felt like he couldn't even let himself have the ambition of following in the footsteps of his parents.

Now, things were different. No longer was he completely tied down by his own insecurities and frustrations, he was fighting against them. Being a soldier in the frontlines wasn't what he had in mind in order to break free from his own shackles, but it was still better than nothing.

It was how and why he was able to hold this kind of conversation with Melissa, with some of his heart worn on his sleeve. He felt like a thorn was pulled out of his subconscious, as a smile finally formed on his lips.

"You're right," he said. "All this talk of fighting for nothing, yet we're not under the tyranny of Zeon thanks to Amuro and the White Base." He then dug his hands inside the pockets of his jacket. "We might be doing the world a favor once we get rid of those damned Titans." Now that the fog inside his head cleared, he realized how childish his tantrums were just now. "Sorry about letting it all out on you. Maybe I haven't had time to clear my head lately."

A pause. "Say, what made you join in the fight anyway? You're exceptional at what you do, and any other base would love to have someone like you."

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[ A.D. 2305. ]

What can one expect when being told to join a paramilitary group? It isn't like she had any strong feelings towards the AEU or anything of the sort, to begin with.

It's difficult to form a fully informed decision when you're told that everything is secret, most might assume it's a scam. Or a weirdo trying to take advantage of the situation.

That is, for sure, what Melissa thought at first.

After all, what business does a nineteen year old have with a thirty-seven year old man?

The door had been closed right away, and she had slumped onto the floor—lamenting the fact that a creep had somehow found out her home.

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Well, telling her father was out of the question—to begin with, when was the last time they had talked? More importantly, when was the last time they had seen each other, face to face?

The next time the topic came up was a couple of weeks later, just when she thought she was off the hook—a knock to her door, it's imprudent for a woman living alone to open the front door to her house without even asking who's knocking—yet, what greeted her was a tall man, he didn't seem to be that much older, far more charismatic.

She almost closed the door when she saw /that/ creep peering from behind him.

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Veda, AEU, Celestial Being, white noise. Why were they here? What good was she to them? It isn't like she failed any of her engineering classes, rather—everything, everyone seemed so distant.

She had simply lost interest somewhere along the way, aimless.

No great goals, no aspirations, no hope. Was that why? No one ever answered her questions.

She had agreed anyway.

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Araceae Destin. The name had made her blush, what did that even mean? It was too silly.

She'd find out later that her ties to the AEU complicated things on the 'name' department. But, that wasn't her fault... to begin with, the one who was a 'big shot' in the AEU was her father.

When was the last time they had...? It probably didn't matter by now.

She'd come to find out later who the guy who had patted her on the shoulder (clearly, he had been holding back his laughter after her 'baptism') and said "let's get along" was.

Very much like the gloomy man, and the terrifying pretty boy, the creep—who'd turned out to be married and her new boss.

What threw her off were the kids.

What can one expect from a paramilitary organization?

Someone with a high moral ground wouldn't expect a child soldier. Or a tactical operator. Part of her, sickened, almost felt underachieved.