#conflorens

[goblin-gardens]

what's your favourite line of fanfic you've ever written?

“This is the impossible and inevitable conclusion, he thinks. A cottage, rather than a mansion. A tall bush of pink roses by the gate, a table only big enough for two, and the knowledge that the world passes on by outside of them.” (from Conflorens, my stupidly sappy Adoribull happily-ever-after fic)>send me “what’s your favorite..” asks<

[aestuavis]

"Hnn?" Vermilion hues landed on the figure he spotted from quite a bit away, his legs dangling from the branch he perched himself on. Eyes watching the figure that just entered the area before his voice came about. "If I were you, I would crouch down, like, now." Totally not giving the reasons that he saw a bird behind that person and it was trying to land. If that one didn't get lower within five seconds, their head would be smacked by wings of pigeon. Literally.

[finalfantasyparadise]

Please welcome Kairi!

Ooh, seems like one of Riku's friends have decided to hop on board! Follow her here.

- Rinoa

[bittersweetvengeance]

conflorens replied to your post:Kisses the young Justice's cheek!!

"For protecting me at Tartarus tonight." And a grateful smile would grace her lips as scarlet hues peered down at the younger male. "Thank you, Ken-kun."

I-I, um...

[Ken couldn't help the stumbling in his speech; he definitely wasn't used to being kissed simply for protecting someone, and he certainly wasn't accustomed to being kissed by Minako, of all people. He felt his heart pound in his chest, and even after she'd leaned away, he simply stood there, flustered and trying to find the right words to say.]

Y-You're welcome...! I-I mean, it was really n-no problem, b-but...um...if you need me to do it again, j-just say the word!

[aestuavis]

     Λre you。。。

                                 a        ғʀɪᴇɴᴅ...           or       a     ｆｏｅ ?

           cнooѕe                                     wιѕely...

conflorens

                                                           ᴍʏ ғʟᴀᴍᴇs ᴄᴀɴ   p r σ t є c t   ᴏʀ ｂｕｒｎ ʏᴏᴜ。

It was her first time arriving in this town. The Suzaku somehow followed the presence of the last demon she managed to slay just before it attacked yet another human being, but after the first part of her duty was done, her senses were alerting her that something about this town wasn't right at all. The darkness enveloped the atmosphere as sun had long disappeared, cast in jet-black background with the moon shining brightly on the velvet sky. Everything was normal, it seemed normal, until the clock ticked past the midnight set in. Everything, and she meant everything, had changed. The entire city turned into eerie green, and the moon now shining sickening yellow which made her sick. Footsteps disappeared, people disappeared, replaced by coffins, standing horrifyingly tall like she just found a door to the horror movie she heard so much about. Eyes wide, taking a moment or two to try and make sure that she wasn't dreaming or hallucinating. Was this a trick of some demons? Incubus? Nightmares? No... This is real. No force of hypnotizing power could be detected.. But--

--How?

Proceeding with caution now, all the phoenix could hear was the sound of her own heels clicking against the pavement. Echoing softly in the dead silence, until there was another set of footsteps she spotted from the distance. A small clinging of metal reminded her of a movement of weapons, and it was then she could feel a presence of another. Faint, but surely she knew her instincts weren't wrong. Someone was there-- among the sea of coffins in the seemingly dead green world she had found herself in. Head snapping back, her voice rang out loud and clear, surely no matter how far the person is, he or she must've heard her.

"--Who's there!?"

[memoriamagus]

ᴍɪʀʀᴏʀᴇᴅ;; {naminé&kairi}

         No longer being her own person was not as bad as a person may or may not expect—after all, it wasn’t like she had completely ceased to exist. She just existed in a different way than she had been, instead of having her own body she resided in the heart of the girl who, literally, made her whole, and who she made whole in return. So it was not an innately bad thing to have rejoined with Kairi, but rather the best thing for both of them at the time. What little good she had done helped in some way, shape, or form, and it wasn’t like she was ever meant to be her own separate entity.

                           Of all Nobodies, her existence was perhaps the one that the biggest mistake.

                  After all, a Princess of Heart was never supposed to create a Nobody.

         Existence was good enough for Naminé, and she existed happily enough. There were times when she would, in theory, become a physical being but that meant little. She was not actually tangible, and likely would never be again, and it was highly likely that the blonde would never be able to pick up a pencil or a brush or a crayon ever again for as long as she existed, unless it was through Kairi. But that was alright.

         She saw many things through Kairi’s eyes to make up for it. It was a nice reminder, that the worlds still existed outside of the small space where she existed, and she could witness other worlds in a way that she was not entirely used to. Experiences through her Somebody’s body were muted and disconnected, though, so mainly Naminé drifted mentally.

         Sometimes she saw Sora, and through Sora she saw Roxas, who she imagined was going through similar things as her, but they never spoke. It was hard to, when she did not quite understand how they existed as separate entities from Kairi and Sora, yet were the same as them in some way. Nobodies like them were not whole people, even as they continued their being.

                                    Destiny Islands was as beautiful as she remembered it though, the sand and the ocean and the sun hanging overhead among the clouds and the blue, blue sky. It was all gorgeous and sometimes made her want to draw, and Naminé wondered if her artistic urges transferred, in some way, to Kairi. There was no real way of knowing though, even though there were moments when she thought that they were able to talk to each other.

         “Materializing” besides the redhead Naminé perched herself on a ledge and sat there quietly, not bothering to look at her own body. This thing—suddenly appearing—happened at random and she really had no control over it yet, but she knew that despite being able to see everything through her own eyes that her body was transparent. If she looked down at her own hand, she would see straight to the ground, and it was a pointless hope to think that maybe she wouldn’t.

                                                      ”It’s beautiful...” she said aloud without thinking.

[infeliix]

+ tempore-sagitta + bestheim + azul-tragedy + insoliita + conflorens

Grumbling under her breath, Jinx did not stop with her restless fiddling with the zipper of her bag which just refused to close.

Chalk it up again to Inescapable Bad Luck, really, since not only was she struggling to keep the bag closed (pickpockets were rampant and even though she was fairly confident no one could sneak up on her or even get away without some sort of bad concussion, she'd rather not risk it), her fringe was whipping wildly in the wind and she was too caught up in her attempt to seal her bag to wrap her purple shawl around her a little tighter, which made her teeth chatter just a tad. She was very tempted to just hex the thing in the hopes that it'd get working again, except she was afraid it'd get even worse.

Letting out one final, throaty growl, her head snapped up and she mumbled, "I think I broke it," before mildly waving her hand in front of the next person she saw, offering up her most innocent expression.

"Um... hi. Would you happen to have a pin or clip or something that can keep the ends of a bag together? Duct tape, glue, I don't care, really, just-- d'you have anything?"

[protagpriv]

♜: w. rong number warning— ?

It wasn't unusual for Minato to get messages on his phone constantly (much to the jealousy of Junpei) but most of the time he knew exactly who was messaging him. Whether it was Mitsuru asking him for assistance at student council in Yuuko telling him about an important kendo meeting he always knew the number. Except for this time. A blocked number and always a short message. At first, the blue haired boy ignored the texts -- figuring they were really a wrong number trying to get hold of someone whose email nearly matched his own. It was common, really! But after a couple weeks? They just wouldn't stop; even when he blocked the number. The messages were actually cute at first: little emoticons and short peppy messages....

"(｡´∀｀)ﾉ have a good day!"

"(ﾉ´ヮ´)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧ you'll do great!!!"

"keep on fighting!! ヘ(^o^ヘ)"

Things like that -- little things he didn't pay any mind too. Then they became insistent...

"(。ヘ°) are you ignoring me?"

"email me back when you have the chance. (●´ω｀●)ゞ"

"(ノಠ益ಠ)ノ hey!!!"

It would have been more intimidating without the faces attached to the messages. It almost became routine then. One message in the morning, two between classes and one before club. Another message would appear when he got back to the door and the final message always appeared at 12:01 sharp; right after the Dark Hour. It was another thing that, at first, it made sense. No one else knew about the Dark Hour and if it had been sent right before time stopped for most (if not everyone), then it would appear at 12:01. Naturally .. right? Every night though?

It just seemed too coordinated to ignore.

Sighing, Minato opened his eyes, staring up at the ceiling of the train, watching briefcases rattle back and forth across the slotted shelf and yawned when his pocket buzzed. His after school message was early. Reaching into his pocket, the usually sleepy student took his phone out and flipped it open, glancing over the message he received this time. Something about not forgetting to study and doing his best; the usual. He was about to pocket the phone when a wave of curiosity passed over him. He hadn't tried everything...

He hadn't tried messaging his mysterious stranger back...

Swiftly, Minato darted his thumb across the keyboard, typing a short reply back to his pen pal before hitting send, his phone thinking for a moment before his message appeared on screen. Wetting his lips, Minato glanced over his digital words with a quiet sigh and sat back, closing his phone. Maybe that would appease them enough to make them leave him alone for a little while...

"i was thinking about sleeping more today.  ..that sounds better than studying."

[bittersweetvengeance]

Kisses the young Justice's cheek!!

M-Minako-san...! Wh-What was that for...?

[mammaterasu-archive-blog]

the music on your blog is just ajfslk absolutely gorgeous. (●´∀｀●)

          out of praise; ahh Thank you ! The Okami soundtrack really is utter gold ;u; But I am really glad that you love it ! also hello ;v;

[n-o-x-c-r-i-s-t-a-u-x]

SCREW ANON. Your writing never fails to astound me, and I'm always taken away by how intricate and beautiful it is. You're so sweet and lovable, and I'm just extremely grateful to have had the chance to interact with you both inside and outside of roleplaying.

outofcharacter. Kairi-munnn. Orz; how has it been since we have known each other? A few months already? It feels like it’s been years BUT I’m extremely glad that I decided to hit the follow button on your other muse’s blog after debating for the longest if I should and I don’t regret any bit of it. Even though you didn’t know this, I have always stopped and read your threads that you have with other role players; your writing is fantastic as always and you honestly make me want to return back to the fandom that I once was a part of, but unfortunately I find myself far too busy to do so. I really like how kind and modest you are—especially when people compliment you—along with how you take the time to listen to me whenever I am down in the dumps and offer me some sound advice. Despite how we interact occasionally IC and OOC, I truly respect you and hope that you will be here to stay for quite some time.