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   Look what happens when you care too much.

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he is so fucking mean i love him so much

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Nanu muse: Popping out of the snow -LIKE A DEAD DAISY

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" ..Mm, ya know, I come face to face with a lotta people and beasts in my lifetime. 

      Ain’ any of them as scary as you are. ”

 And he smiles some more. Funny how she could look right through people. The most cryptic and discerning surely must tremble in her wake in fear of being revealed beneath their guise. He had to wonder what part of her life made such a skill a tool for her survival. Only the most beaten souls had this ability while the rest are happily ignorant. 

And his fingers twitch at the brush of her fingers to which he just extends the spaces between to catch hers. Ruby eyes watches her carefully in silence.

“ ...Maybe someday I’ll learn to see the good. Though right now I’m pretty conten’ with just you. ”

      And a chuff of laughter escapes him.

“ Look at me. Fifty somethin’ and still searchin’ for meaning. Thought that part of my life was over. I was looking forward to retiring to my old age and thinking I had it all figured out; leavin’ all this soul searchin’ for the young souls. ”   

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 " I’d say you got some weird tastes. Never knew a person to like tired and worn out. ”

 Self-depreciating came with him. Did she miss this part of him? The low rumble of a weary voice, the half slouched posture with hands deep in his pockets as if they were too heavy for him to lift, and the sunken crimson of his eyes boring deep into her. At the sight of a nibble from her Nanu finally relents with a cant smile of a half raised lip. 

“ But ya ain’ just an average person I’ll tell you that. Maybe I’ll stick around a little more…if you tell me ya really want me around.”  

     Typical. Of course he would return her attempt to be earnest with sarcasm; he had a way of drawing her out and making her feel exposed.

     Though he certainly didn’t make much of a salesman for himself, the intensity of his gaze, as usual, made her heart thump.

     “ That’s a lotta pressure for put on one person, ” she murmurs in reply. “ Am I special enough you gonna make that choice just for me? ”

     Slowly, she reaches for his hand ——— not to take it in her own but merely to brush fingertips, loosely intertwining her digits with his.

     “ ‘Course I want you around. You already know that. You just like makin’ me say it, either 'cause you think it’s funny watchin’ me squirm or 'cause you need the reassurance. Well. I can reassure you it’s true. I want you. ”

     She flicks her eyes up to meet his. “ But I don’t wanna be the only reason you stay. ”

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 " I'd say you got some weird tastes. Never knew a person to like tired and worn out. ”

 Self-depreciating came with him. Did she miss this part of him? The low rumble of a weary voice, the half slouched posture with hands deep in his pockets as if they were too heavy for him to lift, and the sunken crimson of his eyes boring deep into her. At the sight of a nibble from her Nanu finally relents with a cant smile of a half raised lip. 

“ But ya ain’ just an average person I’ll tell you that. Maybe I’ll stick around a little more...if you tell me ya really want me around.”  

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“ A minute…? Ain’ that pretty damn generous of you. ”

“ Eh, don’t need too it seems. You kids doing good without me. Figured you don’t need a hung up old man around. Ain’ there enough people tryin’ to kill the vibe around here; don’t need one more. ”

   “ .. ”

“ Ya doin’ real good though, Plumeria. ”

     Hard on himself, just like always. Inhaling deeply through her nose, she folds her arms and regard him with a solemn cant of her head. His final words make her bite her lip, although briefly.

     “ …What if I told you I like your vibe, ah? ”

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a forbidden thought

Leche should get a hub blog

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-slides the grumpy cat uncle a welcome back basket filled with both human and kitty goodies.- note attached says” welcome back officer nanu!”

“ ... ”

   “ I honestly don’t get you kids. ”

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OH HELLO

“ Goodbye. ”

    Door is promptly slammed in his face.

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" A minute...? Ain' that pretty damn generous of you. ”

“ Eh, don’t need too it seems. You kids doing good without me. Figured you don’t need a hung up old man around. Ain’ there enough people tryin’ to kill the vibe around here; don’t need one more. ”

   “ .. ”

      “ Ya doin’ real good though, Plumeria. ”

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“ … ”

   “ Only when you let me in. ”

      “ ..Ah. Don’ blame you. I’m pretty afraid of me too. ”

     “ You like me let you in? Been a minute since you came knockin’, Kahuna. You ain’t the only scary one around here. ”

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welcome back!! we missed you so much, ol' man!

" .. "

   “ Get off my lawn. ”

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" ... "

   “ Only when you let me in. ”

      “ ..Ah. Don’ blame you. I’m pretty afraid of me too. ”

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“ Mm.. I say you’re afraid to a point. Ain’ nothing wrong with it though.”

     “ Oh, so this how I summon you? You come outta the woodwork when you think I’m gettin’ a big head, ah? You just gonna talk big or you gonna try burn that fear outta me? ”

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“ ..... ”

    “ Mmp.”

And back to sleep he goes.

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          did you really think she was a TENDER FLOWER           you could trample, and damage her soul?                     she is WILDFIRE,                     and she is coming to devour you whole.

     HOME; RULES; ABOUT.

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Hmm, the feeling was pleasant to the brush of her fingers on his arms. Like a mutual gesture of tender affection he’d allow to slip past the steely walls built around bitter apathy. Odd...this was the sensation of contentment? He was actually alright with himself for just for this moment. The only show of it was the faint show of genuine happiness in his tired smile.

“...Thanks for trusting me.”

He pulls the futon down, causing some cats to scurry and some to poke their heads out to seek the oppurtunity when the two humans settle down. Nanu stretches to allow some worn bones to crack, reaching beneath to grab a blanket. 

    “I forget...ya got a side of a bed ya like?”

naptime with @darktypd.

      At the best of times, Plumeria is unconcerned about others seeing her in a state of undress. That was how this whole thing started, after all, was it not? The woman peels off her top and discards it somewhere the Meowths can curl up on it, leaving her in just her shorts as she draws near enough to him to help him out of his shirt.       Despite the exposed skin, as requested, the way she runs her fingers up his bare arms is sensual, even soothing rather than sexual.

      “I ain’t,” comes her reply as she steps back to let him move towards the futon. “Usually. There’s a couple people I don’t mind it so much, though. Like you say … nice for wake up with somebody you trust.”

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"Fair enough. ... You like me join you for that nap? Maybe I can help that brain'a yours quiet down. Or make enough noise for drown out your thoughts. You know ... whatever." Smirk. Though, honestly? She'd be cool with an actual nap, too.

"Cheeky as ever.” Even in his most fickle moods she was the only one who could really make him...smile? If that’s what you call that half sneer that lifted from the corner of his lips. He takes a deep breath and shrugs limply, looking to the couch he’d most likely be sleeping on. “Got too much on my mind...probably can’t keep up with ya this time ‘round. Could go for just a nap if you’d like to join me and the whatever amounts of cats are gonna take the opportunity to lounge.”

“Didn’t think you were much of a cuddler.” A nostril like laugh passes Nanu as he starts to shrug off the uniform shirt for comfort. “Not that I’m complaining. It’s...different wakin’ up to someone.” 

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@tender--age--in--plume

“… .”       “Mmf.”

“What’s on your mind?”

"...A lot of things. Gettin’ restless I think.”

Thinking about Po Town. Thinking about that skull kid with her...Brionne now? And how about Plumeria? Or even Anabelle and Interp-...no, not going to get into that.

Normally he didn’t like to dwell for too long. The mind might get into something too deep.

      “...Eh, I’ll do what I usually do when I get restless. Sleep it off.”

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      “Mmf.”