I tried. I really did but nothing was ever good enough! I was broken but now I have been bandaged back together. I will come back, twice as strong!
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lazyhime answered: riruka? but then again she’s just a tsundere
#she's a cutie pie#i love her#but she's not dark enough for what i'm planning#i wanted to use Madame Red#but there isn't many icons of her
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♫ φ ◘ ≡ / dsfasofjsak I'm curious u v u
≡; Favorite game:
Super Mario, Pokemon ( old & new ), Call of duty. Hard to pick one. I have quite a few.
◘; Random Fact about Mun:
I've always wanted my hair fire hydrant red.
φ; Rp insecurities:
That my characters are lukewarm. My writing isn't good enough. I'm boring. Um, there's a lot.
♫; Mun's face:
Oh, and here's my akcnakjdcndc face. Cover your eyes.
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>>Mun Monday
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#replies will be done tomorrow#like if i owe#night night~#school tomorrow#spring went too fast#ugh#*break
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"I won't."
The ex model answered as she watched him continue to care for the plants and such. When he got to a certain tomato plant, she stood and stepped over. She bent down and cupped the plant's fragile leaf within her hands. It was the soil. Something, a spirit maybe, had touched the soil or perhaps a death had happened with the fertilizer was being made. A lot of things could have happened and that's why the plant was reacting negatively. She glanced up at the red head.
"It just needs fresh soil and fertilizer.. none of the previous fertilizer, though."


“Ah.” Yeah, he probably should have figured. Not many people would be buying any kind of plant at this time of year. It was just too early for gardening. At least outdoor gardening. “Well, if you have any questions, don’t be afraid to ask.” He managed a bit of a friendly smile at her before turning back to his watering. He was almost done, anyways.
Though, as he got down to the end of the row, Riley couldn’t help but notice something…off about one of the tomato plants. “…” He took a hold of one of the leaves with a frown, rubbing it gently. “You’re sick…” he muttered, turning the leaf over. This wasn’t good.
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Then if he liked those things then Aqua could dress him sometime. She may not dress herself up anymore but she could definitely do others. He would be fun to dress up. He had a punk style look to him and she could definitely do something with that. All those years of modeling left her with something, I guess. Oh yeah, she worked that blood and sweat. She worked it like a goddess.
If she were to do any art then she would go back into modeling but that wasn't going to happen. That was her talent, well, back then it was. He was right, people were different with everything they did and there was nothing wrong about that. Yeah, Aqua adored animals and if you ever found some of her doodles..it would be things like these. She couldn't draw zombies to save her life. One because they scared her and two because ..way to hard.
When she had been in the modeling business she hadn't ever done any nudity shots but there were times where it was rather suggestive. But, that had only been once she had gotten older. It couldn't be too bad because she was still in school and underage. So they kept it classy. She never liked her art lessons as a child but that probably because of the creepy man she had as a teacher. -- Cute dork he was. Yes. Yes. He didn't have to be embarrassed with her.
"--..you're welcome. I just speak the truth. I'd love to have hands like yours."

Dexter on the other hand, did like cutesy clothing. He often tried to wear it as best he could. But he always loved putting a touch of masculinity in them. Just so people would see him as a man. He thought all clothes had unisex properties. Anyone could wear anything they wanted. If she liked blood and sweat, he just hoped she could work it fabulously.
He didn’t think she was bad at this at all! All art looked respectively well, even if some people didn’t think they had the talent for it. Sometimes some people just excel in it more than others, but there was nothing wrong with that. Her animals looked super adorable. But he preferred drawing the gory kinds of things. Zombies and the undead were his favorite to draw. Anything bloody, gory, or just plain not safe for work, he loved. Especially anything that was nude, revealing, or just explicit in nature. He didn’t have to describe what he was talking about. He loved art classes as a child! Finger painting and drawing trees. The first lessons were his favorite. They were what inspired him to become the artist he is today. He was a dork. He liked collecting buttons. The one that pins on shirts and hats, the cute plastic ones. He really liked those. But he’d always get embarrassed talking about it, which is the reason he never brought it up.
Dexter chuckled and raised his hand in defense as the paint splashed on him. “Yeah, on my art. But never on my hands…That was a nice thing to say.”

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Squeal. "--..well yeah! You're a cutie pie."

{ ゚ヮ゚ }—”Wha.. You think Muu-kun is cute?”
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Aqua puffed out her cheeks as she looked over at him. She resembled a cute chipmunk or something even if the puffing hurt her lip. "I'm not strong. I'm just..good at what I do?" She was strong physically but not so much emotionally. She wasn't going to hit or hurt him, he'd have to do something pretty irritable for that to happen. She liked him so he was safe for now. Her eye twitched as he started to explain genital piercing. He was really bad at picking when she was serious or sarcastic. He needed to work on those 2 S's but it didn't bother her really. "That seemed like it would hurt. Guys cry from being kicked and you want piercings down there? Though, I have heard it brings a lot of pleasure to partners and stuff but I would never do that. I'd be to embarrassed to ask for it." Kidding or not, it turned into a conversation. Aqua followed after him like a duckling, holding onto the back of his shirt. "Freaky, maybe not. Suggestive, yes." -- "Awesome, I like nice boys." Nod. nod.

He raised his hands in defense. “I’m not a fighter, dear. I don’t think I could ever be as strong as you.” He chuckled faintly, hoping to not get hit or hurt in any way. He was a baby when it came to pain, except piercings. He usually gets used to those, as obvious as it was. He didn’t think she was kidding. “I heard that hurts a lot. I was thinking about doing my penis, maybe just start with one or two on the shaft and see where it goes. But I just really want my nipples done.” Oh my god, Dexter please. Calm yourself. She was totally kidding. Totally, totally kidding. He chuckled again as he gestured for her to follow. “Relax, relax. I’m not that freaky. He’s great, you’re going to love my piercing guy. He always makes me calm before hand, such a sweetie pie.”

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Aqua rolled her eyes at his usual blunt tone. "Yeah? Well, that would just be terrible if they were to take some damage. Shame, it would be." You need to be nicer to people, Aqua. I mean, really. "I'm sure it would but I've gotten pretty use to pain so I think I could handle it.. I just don't want the scaring. I have enough as it is." She shrugged. "Maybe, I'll get my vagina pierced." She was kidding but it was the fact she actually said that. She has no shame. Hell, she'd probably like the pain from it being lost in a fight. You never know. "Yeah, now. That's fine. I don't mind where we go." She said as she was putting her card away. "You're so freaky. I can't handle you." Huff, huff, stomp, stomp.

“….I like having them teased, so let’s not talk about that. I need my babies, they’re my source of fun and playful foreplay.” He huffed, puffing his cheeks out. He didn’t want them to rip off. “Awesome! No wonder you can’t get piercings. That would be terribly painful.” He mused, placing an index finger on his lip as he stated it. Wow, that would be super painful. Good thing he’s a lover instead of a fighter, huh? Or he’d be in a world of pain. “You want to do it now? Well, if you’d like, but I want to go to my usual guy. He knows how to prep me.” Dexter winked, chuckling.

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"Well.. I'm just saying. That would really hurt and then you'd have deformed nipples.. Can you bleed to death from nipple injuries?" Aqua, you're being a little shit head. "I'm a kick boxer and I box too. It would either be ripped out or something like that but thank you. Maybe when I retire I'll get one." Pulling out her wallet she held up her credit card. "Let's do this bro. I wanna see you cry."

“Oh my god, don’t tell me that! Jeez, I want these piercings and now you’re scaring me. I need my sweater puppies.” He placed his hands on his pecs, as if offended by the thought of having them ripped off like that. “Why can’t you get it? I’m sure it’ll look nice on ya. Please donate all you can.”

#jcnajdc#i hate ear pain#but my tongue only hurt after it started swelling#i had my upper lip too#the monroe and that hurt like a bitch#it hurt worse than my tongue#but i took both out#-u-#i guess i like pain#idk#xD
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Aqua had always enjoyed flowers and such things as that. Their beauty was pure and she adored that. She was examining the flowers that stood in front of the green house. Her favorite were sun flowers but they appeared not to have any out. Perhaps, they needed warmer weather. It was still awfully cold and just the other day it had been snowing. So yeah, they probably hadn't been put out yet. Most flowers needed a neutral climate which is why she came to visit the green house.
She realized there was no one around and blinked, usually it was being viewed by a couple different people. Then you had the workers but today seemed a little quiet. She reached out and brushed her finger tip to a soft leaf of one of the plants she was looking over. Sometimes she came to see if she could pick up on a spirit but not today. Upon hearing a voice, she glanced up.
"Ah, no. I was just admiring."


“Hn… You’re doing pretty good today… Bet you’re thirsty, though.”
Though the redhead got no reply, he still found himself smiling a bit at the plant. Yeah, he was talking to a plant; Considering how he was the only person working in the greenhouse at the moment, he was perfectly comfortable doing so. Riley knew the looks he got from his coworkers when he talked to the plants. For a bunch of people working in a greenhouse, they seemed awfully uninterested in the plants themselves.
He let out a soft sigh as he turned the hose onto the tomatoes, letting the water run over them. Granted, they weren’t much at this point in time… But he had a feeling that they’d produce some pretty good fruit…
“…Hm?” Riley blinked, looking over his shoulder to see a girl wandering through the plants near the front. “Ah… Hey, do you need any help?” he called out to her, glancing back to the tomatoes before moving the hose down to another.
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"What if your nipples..like fell off or something? No, what if the piercing got caught on something and was pulled out? Doesn't that scare you? Hm, that's not to bad but I couldn't get it anyway. I'll donate for ya though." Aqua liked donating especially to cute people that wanted sexy piercing.


“Ah, pretty cheap. Thirty-five to forty-five dollars. But it depends where you go. I know my guy and he said he’d do it for twenty. Nipples are more expensive. Fifty to seventy dollars.”
#kcndcnajdac#i don't blame him#i've had a couple piercings#and i'd definitely want a professional#xD
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"Well, that's no fun. I bet I could do a great job. How much is it anyway? I kinda wanna get my belly button done." Aqua, you're a kick boxer. That shit would get ripped out.

“No way, doll face. The only man that can touch these ta-tas’ is my usual piercing guy.”
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Just open one of her idol fan books or look her up on the internet, and she'll be in cute clothes everywhere. Now a days she was usually seen in casual cute clothes and her work out clothes. She wasn't really lady like anymore. Nope, she liked blood and sweat.
Aqua was drawing a kitten on her side of the wall then she drew a dog. She was having a field day over this. She wasn't that bad but it definitely wasn't something she could do all the time. She had to take art lessons when she was a child but they hadn't been fun because the teacher had been a royal dick. She was pretty sure he had been a stalker as well. She glanced over at the smiley face he was drawing. Demonic smiley, huh? She copied that smiley onto her puppy's face and snickered, it certainly was a creepy, on the dog that is. Buttons? Aqua didn't really collect anything if she did then it would be medals from her fights. She loved to see his buttons one of these days. Aqua could never be a lover, just wasn't her style more, she loved to fight. She loved the thrill. I'm pretty sure she's a masochist.
She watched him dot his cheeks with the red paint and rolled her eyes. It was cute but she wasn't giving in that quickly! She splattered paint on him with a shrug.
"Oh hush, I bet you get compliments all the time."

Pastels were certainly very feminine and would work well with her skin tone. He’s already thinking about what cute clothes would look nice on her, since he tends to do that when meeting new people. He just loves shopping and would give any excuse to go and shop around.
He let out a soft chuckle before taking more paint and using his fingers to begin painting. Damn, now he wished he had more pastel colors around here, since they would look nice contrasting against the darker colors he usually had lying around here. Dexter was drawing a rather simplistic smiley face, the yellow ones. Yet this one had blood spilling from its lips, almost like a demonic smiley face. He had a button just like it on his hat, one of his favorite buttons of all time. After the hundreds of buttons he had. He loved buttons. Dexter could never fight. If he had to describe himself, he’d say he was more of a lover than a fighter. The idea of hurting someone, especially someone who could hit him back, in the face area, didn’t sound good. So he’d rather end things peacefully, without the need to raise his fist or his foot.

“Trying to make me blush, honey? It’s working.” He spread some red paint on his cheeks, pretending that it was blush. Please, Dexter, please.
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