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sirenssonnet:
━ ⚜️ “It’s fine, nano ja~ I’m not being serious. No need to get outta course over a few mean words~ Though cursing before women is wrong~” The girl tilted her head slightly. “You and Rooster Head look and have the same voice. are you two twins, nano ja?” she asked.
“Well--” Luke rubbed the back of his head, his cheeks tinging a light pink as he looked away from the blonde. “Not Exactly. I’m just a replica, so I don’t think twin is the right word. If anything... Asch is the original, and I’m just a copy. Th-That’s probably the right way to look at it...” He shifted his weight, bringing his arm down with a small smile. “Ah, your name was Patty, right? I’m Luke. Luke Fon Fabre. Nice to meet you, I guess.”
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sirenssonnet:

“No argument here, nano ja~! Just me teaching this guy not to mess with a grat pirate and teaching him some manners!”

“I really don’t get what’s going on. Maybe I shouldn’t have butted in...” Really, maybe he should just back away slowly. They both seemed to be a little too into this confidence measuring contest. It was kind of intimidating.
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asundair:
“It’s not fighting, replica. I am not shouting either–it is the tiny child who is making the noise. I am merely making her look more of a fool than she actually is. You should be taking notes–you need to be more confident in yourself if you’re to survive in this world.”

“R-Right…Thanks.” The redhead nodded, averting his eyes. Confidence - he had to bring that up, didn’t he? That really wasn’t anything he could be right now, but –
Wait. when did Asch turn this into a lecture!? Well, anyway…
“Is it really okay to back her into a corner like that, then?” He wasn’t sure who this Patty even was really, since this was the first time he was in a room with her. Maybe he shouldn’t have butted in…
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(to Luke) :: Elle looked up at the red-head with bright, blue eyes. "I'm eight years old. Am I really older than you?"
“H-How should I know!?” Really... He didn’t. It was too confusing to understand either.
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@sirenssonnet @asundair

“Is it really okay to be fighting like this in front of everyone? Sorry.... I kinda overheard you guys shouting.” It’s not like they were being subtle... And it was kinda annoying.
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“Alright.” Akira shrugged, “100 yen per cup.” He informed the price, going as Sojiro had shown him before and beginning to grind the beans.
“So.... you’re a student? I haven’t seen you at Shujin.” There were other local schools, obviously. Like the one Yusuke attended. But it was small talk. This was old fashioned customer service. He could do that much.
continued from here. | @multifarious-muses
“Come on, don’t be like that! What if I’m not in the mood for a candy bar?” Man, this guy was loaded with sass! Well, it was far more interesting to have a barista that could talk back at him rather than not. “Then, give me some reaaally sweet coffee. No worries about how sweet you make it, I can probably drink it!”
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uncoveredtruth:
Akechi lay there for some minutes or some – and Akira didn’t budge at all. Was he really just going to stay there? It was getting warm, and he only made that weighty feeling… heavier. Let alone being sweaty in the first place… another body on him only made him hotter. Was there even a shower in LeBlanc…? He doubted it.
“Akira…” The detective opened his eyes to find the boy still there, seemingly comfortable. “There… isn’t a shower, is there…? I’m… awfully sweaty.” At least washing himself off would feel better. Still, he felt that if he took a shower, he’d probably faint. What a predicament.
“Not here.” He answered, pushing up his glasses and staring down at the other. “There’s a bathhouse across the street.” A pause. “Ah. You want me to carry you there bridal style, don’t you? So needy, detective-san.”

He finally got off of the other with a playful smirk. “But if that’s what you want, I’m not going to say no...”
#uncoveredtruth#a response five million years later#im sorry ange#it is akiras mission to make akechis life hell#im sorry
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[ multimuseshenanigans // Minato to Ryoji ] 🎊
“Minato-kun!” Ryoji shoved open the door to the classroom, rushing over to the quiet boy and slamming his hands onto his desk. “I need you to come with me right now!”
He proceeded to grab the other’s arm and drag him into the school hallway until they hit the stairway. He looked to the other with a bright cheery grin. “I’m terribly sorry for dragging you out of class like that!” He stated, fishing through his school bag. “Where is it... where is itttt-- ah!”
He pulled out a blue scarf, handing it to his precious friend. “Now we can match, Mina-kun!~”
The ravenette wrapped the scarf around the other’s neck, looking up at him with bright blue eyes, before leaning in and whispering in his ear. “Don’t tell ai-chan though. I’m worried that she might get jealous!”
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[ multimuseshenanigans // Akechi to Akira ] 🎊
The ring of a familiar bell sounded inside of Le Blanc, signaling a customer. Akira looked up, please to see it was exactly who he hoped it would be. “Goro-kun.” He showed a smile and a slight wave as he slid up to the counter, “I was hoping you’d come today~”

He motioned for him to have a seat, before turning to the kitchen. He returned with a piping hot plate of pancakes. “Surprise~” He adjusted his glasses. Akechi loved pancakes, He knew about that for awhile. And he happened to be in a giving mood. As much as he gave the detective a hard time, he really was fond of him.
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Send 🎊 for mystery present from my muse!
#lets also do it here!#specify muse#or i will randomly pick one#if its albel youll get like#a dead rat idk#he hates people
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"Oooh, what a nice place," the boy said in wonder, stumbling into LeBlanc. It was peaceful. He slipped right up to the bar to look at the boy behind the counter, flashing a smile. "Hey, what kinda sweet things do you recommend? Or is there just coffee with a lot of sugar?"
Akira was polishing a coffee cup behind the counter, helping out Sojiro per the norm when the other wandered in. “Hm?” His grey eyes shifted up as the other asked about sweet things.

“Considering this is a curry and coffee bar, you’d probably have better luck picking up a candy bar from the convenience store.” He mused, setting the cup down next to the others. “But sure. We can put sugar in the coffee.”
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Ludger is being moved to his own blog! You can continue to interact with him here! <3

Just a Promo for a brand spankin’ new Ludger blog run by Mochi.
If you want to RP with a Ludger that is Oc and Crossover friendly -
(Or maybe just sitting down for a nice handmade meal or two.)
Stop by and say howdy doody partner!!
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Makoto, startled, jumped back a bit as the artist collapsed in front of her.She knew that he got this way sometimes when he was in a rut with his painting. “Hey now, it’s okay.” She knelt down to him and patted his shoulder. “You’re a great artist Yusuke. I’m sure you’re just suffering a bit of a mental block. Is there anything that I can do to help you?”
“Thank you for your kind words. I truly am not deserving of such a charitable action from you, but...” He looks up to the student council president with a pleading look sprawled onto his features. “If you, by chance, know someway to help me regain what I’ve lost, then... I would very much so like to hear it.”
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There is a long moment of staring over a bowl of tomato soup before Julius reaches over for a pad of sticky notes and a pen and begins to scribble something down on it. He peels it off and rises from his chair to reach across and smack it onto Ludger's forehead. It says, in beautiful cursive "Go study for your entrance exam." Which was soon followed by another written "Interaction" on it along with a heart. How intriguing.

There was a moment of silence as Ludger stared at the sticky notes that he peeled off of his forehead. Well this was certainly one way to nag. “Geez...” He mumbled to himself before pulling the sticky notes over to him and quickly scribbling something back before plopping it right back onto his brother’s forehead (Though in a much less eloquent handwriting) “You could have just asked.”
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“J-Julius! You can’t just go giving away my things without permission!”
I'd "skate" on your "board."

“Great! Hold on…”
Rummages through Ludger’s room and yanks out a skateboard.
“You take it. I don’t want this calamity in my house.”
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The younger Kresnik awkwardly waves his hand at his brother, as he slowly and begrudgingly holds up a milk carton with his face on it.. “Was this really necessary, Julius? You worry too much....”
‘‘……’‘
‘‘…..Did Ludger get lost in the Farmer’s market again?’‘
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