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acts   of   affection   /   platonic   edition.

specify   which   muse   preforms   the   action!

(   ☂   )   one muse gives the other their umbrella.

(   ♬   )   one muse sings or plays a song on an instrument for the other.

(   ✿   )   one muse hands the other a bouquet of flowers.

(   ☼   )   one muse puts sunblock on the other.

(   ✂   )   one muse puts a band-aid on the other’s cut.

(   ❤   )   one muse pulls the other into a tight hug.

(   ❦   )   one muse reads the other a book.

(   ✵   )   one muse brushes the other’s hair.

(   ♨   )   one muse cooks for the other.

(   ✧   )   one muse adjusts the other’s necktie or jewelry.

(   ✎   )   one muse gives the other a picture they drew.

(   ✪   )   one muse puts their head on the other’s shoulder.

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TAGGED BY: @fuukaxyamagishi TAGGING: anyone!!

A  -  AGE : 22 B  -  BIRTHPLACE : america  C  -  CURRENT  TIME : 5:24 PM D  -  DRINK  YOU  HAD  LAST : nice ol’ bottle of water E  -  EASIEST  PERSON  TO  TALK  TO : my lovely bff cleo F  -  FAVORITE  SONG : great vacation by dirt poor robins ! G  -  GROSSEST  MEMORY : when cleo left his minion’s cup in my hotel room when we went to a con together H  -  HORROR  YES  OR  HORROR  NO : yes, yes, yes! i love psychological horrors! I  -  IN  LOVE ? : i am, i am J  -  JEALOUS  OF  PEOPLE : a little at times, buuut i’m growing out of it K  -  KILLED  SOMEONE : lkfjdsalk no way L  -  LOVE  AT  FIRST  SIGHT  OR  SHOULD  I   WALK  BACK  BY  AGAIN ? : ok ryoji settle down M  -  MIDDLE  NAME(S):  cheryle?? it’s my grandma’s name N  -  NUMBER  OF  SIBLINGS : 1 lil brother and 1 lil half sister O  -  ONE  WISH : to become a more interesting, nicer person! to be better! P  -  PERSON  YOU  CALLED  LAST : my grandma to get some gossip Q  -  QUESTION  YOU’RE  ALWAYS ASKED : (mystic messenger voice) “did you eat?” R  -  REASON  TO  SMILE : wataru hibiki is my sunshine and the light of my life S  -  SONG  YOU  SANG  LAST : return by alexander rybak! it makes me so sad T  -  TOP  3  FICTIONAL  CHARACTERS : wataru hibiki, fuyuhiko kuzuryuu, kou ichijou U  -  UNDERWEAR  COLOR : what a strange question?? V  -  VACATION : i wanna get out of here to europe! W  -  WHEN’S  YOUR  BIRTHDAY : march 7th aaa X  -  XRAYS : nah Y  -  YOUR  FAVORITE  FOOD : (chie voice) steak Z  -  ZODIAC  SIGN : i’m a pisces, buuut i’m a total type-b

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dolgelo:

fingers cupped around the warm porcelain material that composed the Chagall cup. the little yet pretty cafe in the mall was crowded as ever, but all her focus was centered on the boy; who had been so kind to invite her after school, maybe hoping at the same time to keep the Leader some company - who, Mitsuru knew already, did work there as a part-timer. it was no official date, naturally. she was not in the right mindset for such things, still.

                «  Oh– no, no. Don’t fret over it, Mochizuki. Please.  »

of course she was listening to his words and questions - at the best of her capabilities. maybe thanks to the tea’s influence, her concentration was partly restored. with its familiar yet strong taste, so different from the ones she was used to, usually. bringing the cup to her lap, she looked at him again, with curiosity filling her eyes  -  now, and attention.

                «  Is… something troubling you at school ?  As council president,                 I need to know of any problems. You arrived recently, after all.  »     

       her concern works wonders to quell the anxiety that had once refused to let go. it was so nice to know that there was someone who cared, had enough kindness to comfort him and even ask if there was something wrong. he takes a breath to calm the fingers that he knew were only going to shake, shake, shake against the porcelain that radiates warmth against his touch, eyes shifting to glance down towards his tea.

      “thank you.” the words are gentle, filled to the brim with appreciation as he lifts the cup to his lips for a sip. it’s only then that he lets out the sigh he didn’t know he was holding, fingers curling and uncurling before he places the cup back down on the table.

      “have you ever just thought too much about something that it begins to become all you think about? or rather, it just leads to more thoughts you shouldn’t think about?” he places his elbows on the table and threads his fingers together, placing his chin right above his knuckles as he finally looks back at her with a smile that becomes apologetic.

      “i apologize if i’m making our time unpleasant by bringing this up. would you like to change the subject to something more… fun?”

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picarexque:

              “ … I’m not too sure how much help I can be. Is there a friend you can talk too? ”

       “a... friend, hm? i have friends, but i’m not sure if such a topic would be something they would want to talk about. is it wrong of me to think that?”

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Coeur de Pirate | La petite mort

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undistort:

HE LAUGHS AS WELL  ,     albeit a bit awkwardly  ,  embarrassed by his own negativity  .  old habits die hard it seems  .     ❛     yeah  ,  sorry  ——  oh  ,  i’m akira kurusu  .  it’s nice to meet you  ,  ryoji  .     ❜     some first impression he must have  ,  he thinks  ,  but he guesses it could be worse  .     (     after all  ,  most people know him as a criminal  .     )

        “akira-kun.” he nods to himself as he allows the syllables roll of his tongue, scattering into the air to let him hear how it sounds. “i like that. it’s a pleasure to meet you, akira.” and he smiles, so much so that it’s heard in his voice. “i know i changed the topic, but i do wish your luck turns soon. every person needs at least one stroke of good luck amongst all the bad, right?”

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I love DEEP CONVERSATIONS. Discussions in which our muses reflect on loaded topics like the future, death, their most passionate of ambitions, mistakes that they deeply regret, identity struggles, unexpressed fears, and more. Lighthearted and carefree threads are always great, but I also love threads that allow muses to explore parts of themselves that are typically hidden from those around them. 

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imperiousprince:

Hiyori raises an eyebrow at the other, smile unfaltering as another light laugh passes through his lips. The stranger held themselves in a way that was confident, but unimposing - charm at its finest.

“Hiyori~” He replies, his smile coy as his head inclines just the slightest to his right. “Hiyori Tomoe.” He announces his name proudly, his smile only growing upon his introduction. 

“So tell me, is it an everyday occurrence that you stop passing by strangers to flirt? I don’t think I’ve ever encountered someone quite as bold.” 

       “hiyori... tomoe, hm?” he allows the name to play on the tip of his tongue, finding that he likes the way it sounds. “hiyori means ‘weather’, correct? how interesting considering that my family name, mochizuki, means ‘full moon’. maybe it was fate that we’ve come together?” the corner of his eyes crinkle in laughter to show that it was a joke, eyes dancing in intrigue at the one named ‘hiyori’.

       he quite likes his energy; ah, this might be the birth of a grand friendship!

       “i don’t know if i would put it like that.” he places his hand on his own chest right under his scarf as he stands up straight. “but i suppose i do. it’s quite fun to do so and make a person feel great, you know? plus, i can’t quite help myself. i suppose i’m just a romantic person?”

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rules: tag seven followers you want to get to know better. repost, don’t reblog. tagged by:  the lovely @pretoin

name/nickname: vio primarily, but i still let people call me binnie gender: i’m nonbinary :’) height: 5′” hogwarts house: griffendor lol favorite color: maroon! fictional character I’d like as a sibling: i want a big brother aki number of blankets I sleep with: 2??? dream vacation: i rly want to go to europe!! i’ve wanted to go since high school what I’m currently wearing: uh?? my work shirt and a pair of slacks bc i’m too lazy to change what I post: replies and some rly busted memes do you get asks on a regular basis?: sometimes!! not v often tho aesthetic: i rly like pastel colors and i’m also rly into the moon and stars star sign: i’m a pisces! last thing googled: song of achilles  favorite music artists: i’m really into p!atd and i will always love alexander rybak do you have any other blogs: i’ve got one in ensemble stars, pokemon, and i’m currently making a mishima blog :* why did you choose your URL:  because ryoji has a lot of empathy? i just then added a suffix to the end bc i’m rly original average hours of sleep: uh?? about 5 to 6 hours ldsajdsalj it’s terrible lucky number: 3! favorite character(s): WATARU HIBIKI FROM ENSTARS ALL DAY. he’s my sunshine i love him dream job: i’m still trying to figure that out honestly?? following: a lot of rly neat people honestly. i love all the people i follow :*

Tagging: anyone! give it a shot!

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gooselullaby:

         “Yeah! There are other flavors. And no no. They all have tofu in them. But they’re mixed with fruits to give them different flavors. The one you have is strawberry. Which is my second favorite flavor. It’s really good,” How wonderful! She has someone she can teach about the mystifying deliciousness if an iced treat. “Yeah! I can show you all the flavors!”

       ...ah! yeah, that makes sense. though he knows he should feel like an idiot for not knowing what it was that he was ordering, he finds the amazement he feels for such a thing even existing overpowering it. 

       “i see. if you could introduce me to the other flavors, that would be fantastic.” and then he gasps: soft yet dramatic all the same. “oh, where are my manners? i’m ryoji mochizuki and i’m not at all from around here. can i have the name of my topsicle partner and crime?” 

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misetos:

                 Wasn’t that new? The rate at which he got appreciation for his job was… Well, it was LITTLE TO NONE, so it UPLIFTED HIS MOOD (and ego) just a bit to hear someone not only admit it was a job they could not do (how many times had he heard: I could do your job better than YOU) but that it was a RESPECTABLE one at that. 

              “Eh heh! Well, as long as you recognize your local police departments work you’re ALREADY doing your part!” He rubbed the back of his neck SIMULATING a bashfulness he didn’t really have, “You seem like a charming kid though, you must have some BIG PLANS for something else in mind. Especially if you’re so worried about what attracts girls.”

        there... was something about that line that didn’t quite sound right. was it not common to acknowledge that the police are often hard at work to keep the citizens safe? how strange, considering the fact that they are to take an oath to protect members of the public even at the expense of their lives. 

       though, he decides to say nothing instead; there was no reason to bring it up, at least for now since the other seemed to be in a better mood now.

       “charming, huh?” he does say instead, laughing softly in a way that’s supposed to express the flattery that flutters against his ribcage. “i’m flattered that you would think that i have big plans, but sadly i don’t.” and he hums to some tune with a name he couldn’t recall, blue eyes dancing in intrigue. “i find it’s much more fun to play all by ear and let fate decide which way i go. is that strange?”

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pretoin:

“ Kill you? I’d think that doing more than just cardio exercise would kill someone. Unless you had asthma. Do you have that? ” Akihiko did stop jogging backwards and quickly to jogged to Ryoji’s side. Worry seemed to take a hint in his expression as he helped him sit on the ground. “ Here, put your hands above your head. You will breathe better. ”

       “akihiko-senpai, i... i didn’t mean ‘kill’ as in the... the literal sense. it’s... only an ex...pression,” he says in between pants, fatigue quickly wearing him down. his shoulders rise and fall as he watches as akihiko moves over to where ryoji stands bent at the knees, following his instruction by sitting and lifting his arms to above his head. “sorry... i’m so... out of shape. thank you.”

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calling me “pretty boy” or “good boy” is the fastest way to get me weak and ready to listen to everything you say like as soon as those words leave your mouth i’m gone

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undistort:

❛     I GUESS IT IS  ,     i’ve just had plenty of bad luck in the past  .     ❜     even plenty feels like an understatement  ,  but no one asked for his life story  .     ❛     guess i’m not the only one who’s a bit pessimistic then  .     ❜

       “...yeah. like misery, i guess pessimism likes company as well.” but then he laughs as if to shake the conversation like a branch in a storm; it weighs down, down, down like it’s only meant to bog down, so it was up to him to lighten it up only a tad. “but enough of that, i don’t think i introduced myself! i’m ryoji mochizuki. you are...?”