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                          kinda debating on bringing back my kaori muse??  because i miSS HER SO MUCH, LIKE YOU GUYS HAVE NO IDEA. idk if any of you even remember me but if you wanna interact  find me over on @bottledlies or @ketsucki​ !!

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because i’m done with drafts, go ahead & like this post for a starter! ( if you want to plot or establish a relationship just im me, because i’m very down for that u w u )

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四月は君の嘘 🏵 your lie in april art

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pokemondeliverer:

The Pokéball burst open and a small shape took flight, flying around the area.

The Swablu whistled a small tune and used her trademark sparkle. She continued to fly for a little bit until she plopped herself on top of Kaori’s head, acting like a hat. “Swablu…” she said in a relaxed manner, nestled comfortably.

                a small gasp! her eyes grow bit at the pokémon that burst out of the pokéball in a FLASH of light. admittedly kaori didn’t think it would house such an adorable creature. the wings reminded her clouds, she stares in AMAZEMENT.   

                ‘ your so cute! ’ her voice filled with delight & awe. 

                a smile paints across her lips, feeling the swablu land atop her head. ‘ a perch perch, huh? you can stay there as long as you like! ’ reaching up she GENTLY rubs the top of swablu’s head. 

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justicemakers:

                               ❝ wow … i’m impressed. your passion & talent really shine, ❞ making himself sound so intrigued by her violin playing is effortless. oliver has learned that inflecting your voice a certain way can get you quite far in life. throw in the appropriate facial features ( eyebrows shot to the hairline, eyes widened a fraction, mouth slightly a gape ) & you can fool just about anyone who’s SHALLOW SELF LOVE blinds them from looking too deeply into the sycophantic lure of your ruse. 

                                 ❝ 1 1 YEARS ? ❞  a low whistle of appreciation escapes oliver’s lips, hands shoved deep within his pockets as he rocked on his feet.  ❝ yup. totally impressive. what kind of songs do you play ? are they more on the classical side or do you switch things up a bit ? ❞  the next part, his favorite trick, is where he forms his facial features to mirror SHOCK. a gasp falls from his lips, & oliver fixes his face to appear sheepish & embarrassed. ❝ i just realized i didn’t even introduce myself. all i’ve been doing is showering you in praises, which you probably don’t mind but ———- ❞ he takes his right hand out of his jean pocket & extends it towards her. ‘ the name’s oliver bliss. & who might you be other than the girl who plays a rocking violin ? ❞    

                 now part of her couldn't believe it had been 11 years ago her life changed & she picked up the violin for the first time, SPARKING a passion & a single goal that would keep her going. ‘ hard to believe. ‘ she mutters to herself ---- time often passed by to fast; the blink of an eye years passed. ‘ i mostly play classics, i just play them my way. ’ kaori may have sounded a little TOO proud at that statement. which she was --- she didn’t live in fear, she INTERPRETED music her way. 

                now she truly did not mind being showered in praise. there had always been something about the PRAISE & KIND words that would boost her confidence ( & ego ). she allows for a grin to play on her lips to show her GRATITUDE towards his kind words. ( part of her did  feel guiltily that they solely had been talking about her  ) another part, simply didn’t care and rather enjoyed it. ‘ you’re kind words have meant the world to me --- thank you for them. ’ shifting her violin to hold it with her bow in her left hand, she GRACIOUSLY accepts his hand within her own. ‘ well oliver bliss, it’s nice to meet you. i’m kaori miyazono. ’ 

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yuuritonkatsu:

❄ ————   { In the grand scheme of things, being mistaken for someone else really isn’t all that bad. Yuuri frowns, the name painted over his body unfamiliar and strange–Kousei, that’s definitely not him, but maybe he’s got a long lost twin brother somewhere by that name and this girl with Spring dotted over the bridge of her nose might be the only connection between them. 

                 ❝ Uhm—I think you made a mistake… ❞ he keeps his voice light, smiling a smile that tastes thin on his lips, ❝ I’m not Kousei—but if you’re looking for someone, I can help you find them? ❞ he leaves the ending deliberately open-ended, hanging pendulous just in case; he was taught nothing if not good manners, after all. 

                He holds out his hand, because introductions are necessary, no matter how the meetings began, ❝ Katsuki Yuuri, nice to meet you. ❞ }

               maybe she should’ve CASUALLY strolled up to him & checked to make sure he was kousei, BEFORE just assuming. ( thank god she don’t go in for the FULL attack. ) this entire situation could’ve been avoided. ‘ you’re not kousei.....’ she says to herself, heat creeping onto her face. 

                 though she couldn’t deny the STRIKING resemblance between the two. could kousei possibly have a twin brother he’s never mentioned? 

                ‘ oh no -- you don’t have to! i’ll see him at school tomorrow. ' then she STRIKE & get her REVENGE. the thoughts of what she could do, brought a grin to her lips. though now wasn’t the appropriate time to have thoughts such as revenge. she really she be thinking about apologizing! 

                eyes fall onto his hand --- oh right! introductions! a NICE thing to do, even after you NEARLY chew someone’s head off. with a smile she accepts his hand, ‘ it’s nice to meet you katsuki-san, i’m miyazono kaori. & i would like to formally apologize for almost murdering you there. ‘

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machochick:

“O-Of course not!” Akane exclaimed. Others would disagree, but Akane herself didn’t put herself among the group. Sure she could be overly violent, but there were worse people than her. Akane noticed Kaori scan the area before looking back at her, and she couldn’t really blame the other.

“No need to worry though, you can trust me.”

              ‘ that’s a relief! ’ kaori didn’t want to be running into any lunatics after all! then again, NECESSARILY she shouldn’t just take her word for it. (   humans did LIE.  ) & hold the truth from other humans. kaori KNOWS all about that, lies all to often FALLING from her lips. 

             either way, she’d just ROLL with it for now. 

            ‘ now let me stop being rude! ’ she shoves a hand out towards the girl, with a grin APPEARING on her lips. ‘ name’s miyazono kaori --- it’s nice to meet you. ’ 

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pokemondeliverer:

“Yup! Some people called me ‘Santa Claus’ as well.” Watching as the soon-to-be trainer picked up the Pokéball for the first time, they began to explain.

“That’s a Pokéball. Just press the button on the center and the Pokémon will come out!” As if they knew their trainer was close, the capture device began to shake ever so lightly every few seconds.

               there is a small laugh that erupts from her lips ‘ you & good ol’ saint nicholas do have a very similar color scheme. ’ her eyes fall onto the  pokéball she held GENTLY in her hands. kaori been afraid to drop it & damaging the pokéball  & especially hurt whatever pokémon was held inside.

              ‘ just press the button. ‘ she repeats mostly for herself, feeling it began to shake. EXCITEMENT bubbling up inside her, she wanted to see what was inside. holding the pokéball out, she presses the button. 

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small psa!!! 

i changed my rules some, though it’s nothing TO major -- so you don’t have to go though and re-read them again if you don’t want too ( but it’ll be super cool if you do ). 

truly the only change is, that i’m making this blog PRIVATE. meaning i’m only going to be interacting with mutuals from now on. 

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L I S T E N; i’ll get to drafts soon. promise!

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                                     ( ‘ — dressed in FLOWERS & IN FLAMES  ‘ )

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GREETINGS UNSUSPECTING CITIZENS! local town hero, mar here with a brand spankin’ new OC muse. 8)) ~ ~ meet HARUHI TACHIBANA! your typical unsuspecting YA novel heroine with a SUPERHUMAN ABILITY, thrown into a world she barely understands. all she wants to do is save her own ass and protect her little brother, by any means necessary. her heart is made of both black && gold. a secret meme lover, and has a shrine to her favorite anime character(s) in her closet.

if your interested in interacting with this princess, be kind! give either a LIKE or REBLOG this post and i’ll slip onto your blog and check you out. / / *FINGER GUNS*

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dextereuse:

[ 🐙 ] – it seemed like yesterday when it was halloween and now winter is fast looming mid-november…and irina hated winter. to a fashionable lady like her, the cold and the snow were detrimental to the aesthetic extensions of her being. it’s the time of the year where she had to veer away from her beloved mini dresses and stilettos and settle for designer coats and winter boots. nothing is more unappealing than such a get up.

      the professor takes off from the mountains of kunugigaoka in search of the cafe where one of her students supposedly secretly works as a waiter. it is a known fact that it was against school rules and the members of the end class, including the teachers, have kept that secret well. the said student was a dearly beloved one. everyone adored him and he had no choice but become the breadwinner of his family at such a young age ( let alone try to save the world, to make matters worse ).

      a fellow blonde, younger than her, stops irina in her tracks. she’s dubious at the offer. nobody’s halted her and asked her for a free sample. but maybe, just maybe, the world was trying to be kind to her, repaying her for the efforts she’s done to teach kids.

      “ do you usually do this, kid? ” irina asks while slightly leaning forward to take a better look at what’s being offered. “ what exactly are those, dear? ”

               ‘ i do it all the time! i find sharing with others and fulfilling and kind thing to do. ’  a LIE. she usually didn’t offer such a delicious treat to STRANGERS. she didn’t always do it with friends either --- -- that was only when she was feeling a moment  of KINDNESS.  but having decided that these canelé’s deserved to be enjoyed by ONE other person, she had a RARE moment of willingness to share with someone --- anyone. 

                 she eyed the fellow blonde, ALMOST in a stake of shock. ( and not because she found her so beautiful ) but because she didn’t know what a canelé  was. ( it had only been the one treat on earth mortals had been so undeserving of! ) ‘ it’s only the GREATEST treat on earth. ’ kaori almost felt like a sales person. ‘ it’s a canelé, a french pastry. it has a thick caramelized crust, flavored with vanilla and rum, with a tender custard center! they’re so delicious! these ones here are made by my dad, aka the best baker in town. ’  she declares proudly -- -- no bakery in town could compare to that of her parents.  

                ‘ so do you want to try one -- or not? trust me when i say they’re the best and you won’t regret trying one! ’ 

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             ‘ SHUT UP -- some of us like being able to hear our own thoughts! ‘ 

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ranma-saotome:

Of course, ever the trouble maker Ranma had thought this girl reminded him a lot of a certain someone he lived with. And loved to bug.

So he stuck out his tongue, egging her on just for the heck of it.

          “Make me bleghhhh”

                 ‘  i’m sure i can make you do whatever i want. ’  she nearly let out and actual growl, as if she had been some sort of wild animal, despite being a girl filled with grace and class. while he clearly was a young boy trapped inside the body of an even bigger boy. there was no way she’d fall to his level and stick her tongue at at him. that would bring such shame to her family!

                   so when her tongue accidentally slipped out of her mouth, it naturally wasn’t her doing. gremlins have merely taken over her body!

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A E S T H E T I C S - Kaori Miyazono  (Shigatsu wa kimi no uso)

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justicemakers:

of course he’s lying. not a single truth spills out of oliver’s mouth. everything he conjours into existence is a lie. he did not enjoy her performance. to him, it was subpar at best. he could play better. did he have any formal training in violin ? no. but he would be ten times better than her if he were to pick it up & play. AMATEURISH.

but his smile didn’t reflect those thoughts, & his tone of voice screamed nothing short of admiration ! of a man inspiring by her beautiful music ! ‘ i meant every word, ‘ lie lie lie. ‘ you’re very talented. how long have you played violin ? ‘ 

               it was only natural to be a bit skeptical at strangers. you don’t know how their brain works, and kaori certainly could not read thoughts. expressions though, she could read with ease, which did give a window into what one was thinking. ( though not a very big one. ) from the expression his faced held, along with how genuine he sounded with his words, she put her skepticism to side. 

               there is a smile at play on her lips now. ‘ why thank you! ’ now she hadn’t been the best violinist, one could simply ask the various judges she’s faced at competitions, they’d tell you there was a lack of grace within her playing. there opinions though truly did not matter to her, it was the audiences that truly mattered to her. his thought included. 

              she beams widely. ‘ oh, well i was very young when i started...’ she counts in her head how many years had gone by since she’s started. ‘ seems i’ve been playing for eleven years now. ’ kaori found it hard to believe that it had been that long.