#zonbiaidoru

[necromanaging-blog]

non au me is going to end you if you touch tae you rapscallion fiend

tragic that only au version of you exists then huuuuuuh

[ayasashi]

covet ★ @zonbiaidoru ! 

She doesn’t think much of it at first.

The box disappeared as soon as it was opened. With it, something vanished, but that something felt so slight as to be like a leaf brushing against her skin. It’s only when she trips outside, when the pink of her knee smears to reveal the blue-gray pallor underneath, that she comes to understand this holiday has gone horribly, horribly wrong.

Her body doesn’t have a heartbeat to tell her just how far she’s run. There’s a cruel frailness to her legs, like the muscles beneath might twist and unravel from a weight they can no longer bear, and it creates an endless sense of falling — of falling apart, of having her ragdoll limbs torn from their ragdoll seams. 

The thought that follows is a brutal one: You won’t make it home in one piece. But her fear is unfounded; by some miracle, she finds her way back to the townhouses, intact, and her body’s first response is to crumple from the exhaustion. It’s here, when Aya is resting against the townhouse steps, that she finally becomes aware of the girl standing outside the neighboring doorway.

Sakura Minamoto. 

Everything becomes clear. This is your punishment.

Aya stares ahead, blank and unseeing, before dipping her face in shame. What right would she have to speak?

[falseromeo]

@zonbiaidoru | starter call

  “ Per the chance that I am wrong, please take no offense. However, you remind me of a friend of mine. Both of you have a lively atmosphere about you and... you certainly appear to be the type to appreciate or, even, be an idol. Would these guesses be correct? ”

[decipheringbell]

A brief distraction on Akyuu’s part on her outing with Kosuzu leads her to give pause in front of a bakery, peering inside. The presentation of the sweets in the display does little else but enthrall her.

“Come and have a look at--” When Akyuu addresses Kosuzu, she shifts toward where she thinks Kosuzu is. But, something about the person who’s actually standing next to her seems off, and terribly so.

She shoots several glances back and forth. “You’re not Kosuzu.” Much to her surprise and disappointment -- it really is rude for someone to just run off on their friend without notice, but Akyuu realizes it’s even ruder to continue without an apology. “My apologies. You wouldn’t have happened to see someone about my height, red hair adorned with bells...” 

@zonbiaidoru

[earphonequirk-blog]

@zonbiaidoru

“Woah, your makeup is so cool! For a second there I thought you were actually dead.” She was still adjusting to the whole costume part of this celebration.  You would think a pro hero would be used to this sort of thing! “Did you do it yourself?”

[kokekokoo-blog]

"Tae-chan! Merry Christmas!" Fumbling with a bag she'd been carrying around, she dumped a whole bunch of dried squid on the ground in front of her zombie companion with a smile.

     “Uuu... Uuaaoo.... Uaaaaa...!!!!”

     Horrifying howls of delight grow ever louder as the enormity of her gifted squid pile becomes more and more apparent.

     “UOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHH!!!!” This is the best gift EVER! Sakura is thusly thanked with a big, slimy, sloppy lick to the face! YAY!!!!!!

[springstreams]

@zonbiaidoru

    Maki was always the type to be blunt and cold. She knew it to be a signature personality trait of hers-- Even in this city, that remained the same. The assassin had seen a plethora of odd things in her lifetime. Even her own talent and past seemed questionable to others. Still, at an event like this, she couldn’t help and raise an eyebrow at the other.

    “Did you dress up for this? It’s not worth all that effort.” At least, in her opinion.

[depareilles]

🤙 Bump into my muse

     ✩ ❝ Whoa, careful! ❞ with a twirl and a spin, the darkstalker turns to face the zombie now. As per the norm, a smile is apparent on her features as she addresses the girl now.

     ❝ You wouldn’t want to accidentally lose an arm! Unless they’re sewn on pretty tight, ❞

[isolaradiale]

could i reserve caster (leonardo da vinci) from fate since our current one is inactive? my ooc contact is @regdelete!

Reserved for you!

--mod Lyra

[necromanaging-blog]

@zonbiaidoru wanted a starter!

  The unfortunate thing about Kotaro Tatsumi is that he doesn’t enjoy people pointing out his errors. There’s a blank expression directed towards Sakura for a moment before he inhales.

  ( Here it comes. )

  “ YOU WOULD KNOW ABOUT BEING LOST, YOU DUMBASS ZOMBIE! VANISHING FOR TWO MONTHS AND CLAIMING I’M LOST? YOUR SENSE OF DIRECTION MUST’VE DIED TOO! ”

[ayasashi]

depths part 2 ★ @zonbiaidoru !

The girl she met last week — dead, already?

The zombies got her. The zombies got her. Feeling lightheaded, Aya wobbles her selfie stick menacingly in Sakura’s direction, praying that she doesn’t drop it. “ S- S- Stay back! I have a weapon and I’m not afraid to use it! ”

[songshines]

gungniiiiiir or faaaaaar whereveeeeeeer you aaaaaare

[isolaradiale]

if the old reserver hasn't gone through with their app, could i reserve saber (miyamoto musashi) from fate? the date is 12/23 and my contact is @solarfacet!

Reserved!

-- mod spica

[ayasashi]

"Happy Valentine's Day, Aya-chan! I made this chocolates myself but don't worry I wore gloves!" Sakura held out a box of chocolates, contents shaped like hearts with bows on them. "I guess they aren't very idol-y, but I tried!"

“ No, they’re perfect! The fact that you thought about me is already sweet enough. ”

“ I actually have chocolates for you, too. ” She reaches into her purse, selecting a pastel pink box that she hands to Sakura. “ This batch took a while to make, but I think they turned out really well. Happy Valentine’s Day, Sakura-chan! ”