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"My hair does not look like a Chocobo's butt! I wish Noctis didn't tell everyone that..." Prompto exclaimed his face animated in the displeasure of being teased but there was faint blush marks on his face. "Hey want to play King's Knight with me? There is a special event this weekend you get twice the EXP for killing baddies we can take turns playing on my phone if you don't have it." He said pulling out his phone and loaded up the game sitting closer again, his body snug against hers.

“Oh? Well that’s a shame because I love chocobo butts. They so floofy and cute just like someone I know.” The fae didn’t miss the blush on the freckled face, but she didn’t point it out for she didn’t want to offend him. Instead she leaned forward a bit and lightly kissed his cheeks before leaning comfortably against his frame, “Sounds like one heck of a deal on leveling up. A deal on getting your butt kicked!” Immediately she pulls out her phone and pulls up the game. 

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Pain was something she felt daily, but for the sake of herself and others, this pain was buried deep within. Every now and then her sorrow would unfold, and the control she once valued so dearly would wash away alongside her tears. It’s not that those who witnessed these outbursts refused to come to her aid for apathetic reasons; they knew what embarrassment would ensue if her weeping was acknowledged. Even if only a semblance, she would be tough.

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"Because I heard a rumor you liked me and I well..." He said loosing his confidence some perhaps he was too forward. "Gladio said women specially pretty women like you love confident men so I ask him to teach me to be confident the way women like. I'm not good at it am I?" He looks a little lost now, pulling away putting a few inches in between looking up at her shy.

"It's certainly different." Her words were calculated as she didn't want to say the wrong thing. "This confidence... Not to say you don't haven't any, it's just... Not you. It's not your signature confidence. You're portraying confidence as if you were in the mindset of Gladio, not as Prompto." Her heart nearly shattered as he pulled back. Her next words she thought longer about for she didn't want him to start doubting himself. "I want you to show me confidence that you truly feel on your own accord. Not confidence that you're forcing. Besides-" She placed a hand over his and casted a warm teasing smile to him, "You're a cute chocobo butt when you're all confused and shy."

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Prompto pouted adorably as his face was pushed out of the way, "but babe I want to give you affection." He snaked a arm around her waist pulling her close. "Your so pretty when you blush you know that?"

Her heart raced at the even closer proximity he put the both of them in. So close that she was able to take in the familiar scent of the ocean and sunshine from him. How is it even possible to smell like sunshine? She continued to hide her face but this time against his freckled shoulder. "Where did this sudden confidence come from?" She grumbled.

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Prompto spots you his blue eyes sparkling, he looked nervous. "I like you a lot, you're so pretty!" He confessed shyly as he did, boldly he leaned in placing a sweet kiss on your cheek right by your lips.

The kiss had her freeze up almost immediately, looking over to the blonde with surprised blinks. It wasn't the kiss that had her so shocked it was the matter of him having actually initiated the action. "T-Thank kyute- I mean-" Oh goodness, there it was again. Her mind working faster than her lips. Combining thoughts that weren't meant to be combined or said out loud at all. All she wanted to do was thank the blonde, but that was unfortunately mixed in with her thoughts of him being cute. "Oh god, don't look at me." She grumbled as she tried to push his face away from her own blushing one.

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('Due to work and other life obligations I'm not able to sit in front of the computer as much. If you would like to rp, plot, or just talk in general don't hesitate to add and chat on aim: dawntaesinferno Sorry for having been gone for quite a bit')

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It was not unusual for one to hear a skirmish outside of the club. In fact many disagreements happen in and outside of the large building. What was once an abandoned warehouse was now an upcoming club. Every night it was filled with crowds of people who would pay top buck just to have their senses clouded with alcohol in order to make the best or worse decisions. 

For Dawn, the night was nearly ending as she was dragging the trash out signaling that it was the end of her shift. The fae let out a soft groan as her joints creaked from stiffness. Rotating them a bit as she continued to walk on towards the dumpster, but it was when she opened the door to the back alley that she froze on the spot. 

A loud crack was heard, like the sound of breaking bone, then complete silence. What had just happened? With her past experience of being in her mother’s kingdom that cracking sound never meat anything good. With a deep gulp she took quiet steps to walk around the corner, and there she saw a dark figure standing over a slump on the ground. Eyes bright in the night, a feat that wasn’t normal for any human in this realm. Deciding that it was best to disappearing she tried to back track towards the door. A decision that went wrong as her foot came across a beer can that clanked throughout the alleyway. A noise that could have been as loud as a war horn at this point. 

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Kasuna wasn’t much for the bar or club scene, but duty calls. His target happening to be a drunken guy ranting and raving about nothing whatsoever. He shook his head and watched him very carefully as he stumbled into the alleyway behind the bar. He walked outside behind the drunken idiot and loved the feel of the wind and slipped his hand into his pockets and walked over to where the man was doubled over. 

He tilted his head and walked over to the man who turned around. “What do you want dickbag?” The man slurred out. Kasuna raised his eyebrow. “Wow you’re more pathetic than I thought.”

“What did you say to me?” The man yelled out before blindly charging at Kasuna. Kasuna let his eyes go demonic and hit him hard with his elbow, knocking him down to the floor.  Kasuna watched him with contempt and raised his foot and stomped down on his head, completely destroying his skull. 

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the Sailor Moon parfait ,Roppongi

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Jasmine & Daffodil

Jasmine: I’ve noticed that deep reds tend to give me a very bold statement, and provide the confidence I tend to lack most of the time. 

Daffodil: Most thoughtful gift? I… Well… There was one gift given to me by a very old friend of mine. I cherish it deeply for he had given it to be so that I would remember him. That the time we spent together actually happened, and that it will not be forgotten. Moments of my past that I wish I could relive once more.  

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There was silence, and then she heard birds. Birds with an unsure tone to their singing as if they weren’t sure if they should continue on with their daily doings, or watch as she continued to lay out. Lay out... That’s right. Dawn, was sprawled across the ground after her trip through what felt like space and time. Did she make it? Did it all go according to plan? Whatever she was laying on was not too hard. There was a sort of cushioning, most likely grass. Her eyes stayed closed as she continued to try and assess her surroundings without moving a muscle. A preparation of sorts to help keep the surprise of what she’s to find at a minimum. 

The soft thudding of multiple animal hoofs against the ground. Some with hard bottoms, and others with padding to help soften the footfall. Why were they running away? Was it because of her? The smell of trees and the gentle bristle of their leaves swaying in the refreshing breeze. Then she caught another scent. A peculiar one that she couldn’t quite pinpoint. Salt that could only be captured from the sea. Nothing too overbearing where it would be found offensive, but enough to have you visualizing yourself settled along the warm sands of a beach. But just as quickly as she form that thought the scent was gone.  Trying her best to search for that calming scent once more her ears were met with a gentle and questioning tone. The ups and downs of the tongue used was intriguing to her. Dawn turned onto her back which immediately caused her to seethe a bit from the blinding light of the sun, but once her vision sorted through the many lights and colors she came face to face with an individual that would have her staring for hours. Another set of speech was thrown at her, and all she could do was tilt her head in confusion as she sat up. Her dark indigo eyes wide in curiosity as she kept them on the males face. “Where am I?” She asked in her native fae language the moment she managed to find her voice. 

Mute Counselor * Yoo & Dawn

Another bite deep behind his thicker set of teeth, Yoo consumes the ball whole down to its core, only to leave behind the little brown stem. Eyes heavy, the man lacks the enjoyment of the walk, considering skipping the rest of his break to hike up the terrain instead of keeping himself seated. Warm weather turns cool as a sense of energy envelops the surrounding, an invisible miasma taking the life around and scaring it away. Winds pull him towards a sight not common, a figure in the distance heading straight for the hard pasture. Frightened deer rush off, now disturbed from their feast of green. Humidity settles, the gales dying down bringing him to a curse of native dragon tongue. Father Almighty — He holds a near slip of thought, knowing that such manner is irreproachable to man in pilgrim’s cloth.

On first instinct, Yoo heads over, wary and slow. However, his imposing nature encourages him to make haste, in case the little thing is hurt. Is it the trader? A small notion in the back of his head hopes that to be true, that way things are easily simplified or explained. What if it attacks? The man hunches for a second, holding back his progress to outweigh the possibility of his body being mutilated. The dragon within comforts him enough to continue, leaning on his ability should such a scenario play out. One final animal dashes away a few paces to his right, leaving him to attend to her alone as the oxen of the previous traveler lay no more at the end of the road he had just came upon.

“Hey, are you okay?!” Hands hover, in case the person in need might need aid in getting back on their feet. Yoo keeps a good arm away from the victim, assuming the worst at the same time to prepare himself. Features pale, the body across the way unlike the citizens of the land, creating more questions as he awaits a response. White skin… that means they are sick! Or, of royalty… A single thing assured, this being is different from those he recently passed, reminding him of his heritage. The man shakes away the slight mock of powdered faces of princesses, asking once more in Japanese, “Can I help you? I- I can be of assistance, if you like.” In the end, he hopes that they have an understanding of one another, hoping more that this person speaks or can hear his inquiry.

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('Back home from NYCC, and I'm completely EXHAUSTED! I'll hopefully get to replies, and plots tomorrow after settling back at home. Comic Con was freaking amazing! And I just need a bit of time to regain my composure xD')

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flower asks

Daisy: How old were you when you had your first kiss?

Carnation: If I handed you a concert ticket right now, who would you want to be the performer?

Jasmine: What color looks best on you?

foxglove: Name three facts about your family?

Allium: What's the best thing you can cook?

Orange Blossom: If you could pick the gender and appearance of your child, would you?

Calla Lily: If you died right now, what song would you want to play at your funeral?

Poinsettia: Favorite holiday dish?

Oxlip: Would you ever get into a long distance relationship?

Primrose: Favorite kind of soup?

Daffodil: What's the most thoughtful present you've ever received?

Rose: Are you currently in love with someone?

Amsonia: Would you ever become a vegan?

Peony: What's your favorite hot beverage?

Tulip: For your birthday, what kind of cake do you ask for?

Myrtle: Do you like going on airplanes?

Hibiscus: Did you ever play an instrument? If so what?

Zinnia: Who was your best friend when you were six years old?

Poppy: What color was your childhood home?

Hydrangea: Starbucks order?

Violet: Do you like where you're from?

Locust: What was your favorite book as a child?

Rhododendron: What's the scariest dream you've ever had?

Queen Anne's Lace: Would you rather carve pumpkins or wrap presents?

Magnolia: Favorite kind of candy?

Aster: Would you rather be cold or hot?

Marigold: Do you listen to what's on the radio?

Heliconia: Do you like when it rains?

Azalea: What's a movie you cried while watching?

Dandelion: Do you think you're important?

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Being honest may not get you a lot of friends but it’ll always get you the right ones.

john lennon (via xozitao)

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Her eyes brightened at the mention of her favorite snack, “Cookies? Oh! Okay! Do you have those delicious short bread ones?” She asked as she was nearly jumping in excitement in bed while bringing the blanket up to cover her bare legs. 

Vigorously she nodded her head, “Please do! With the cookies of course, and... You know what. I’ll come with you. Mark isn’t home is he? Or should I put on some pants?” It had become a weird habit to be unusually free around Jackson. Roaming around his home with one of his large t-shirts was the best comfort she’s had in a very long time. 

stay with me tonight (Jackson :p )

   Brown eyes looked back toward the female from the bedroom doorway before he quirked an eyebrow high. 

   “I’m just going to get us water and cookies. Where else would I be going and staying?” He chuckled, a glimmer crossing through his gaze as he looked at her on the bed. “Don’t worry- I’ll come back quickly.” 

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