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tell me your flaws and your mistakes and your regrets and your sins and your thoughts and how your past is anything but a clean slate, and watch me love you anyways.

// theseareallmywords (via theseareallmywords)

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nic’s back at it again w/ another blog! please hit this post with a like or reblog if you’re interested in interacting with an indie fandomless oc who may or may not be a professional deepweb hitwoman, who knows.

( more verses and aus are in progress! at present, a fire emblem au & a tales game au are at the forefront )

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im a shitty rp partner tho

sometimes i reply 19 seconds after youve replied

sometimes i reply 147 years later

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                             What  ᏞᎬᎶᎪᏟᎽ  will you leave behind?

                               What STᎾᏒIᎬS will they tell of you? 

                                A tale of woe and death… whispers                                            scarcely dared to be told

                                   Or will you be better than that? 

                                  Will you be BETTER than that?

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out of character:

Right, I've been meaning to make this post but I've been hesitant on doing so until now. Since Persona 5 has been out for a while and most have finished the game by now I figured there was no time like the present to ask you all of this.

Please, please, please tag Persona 5 spoilers. I've watched a playthrough up until the truth of the protagonist's arrest, but anything else after there I have not seen. I hope to get the game soon, but for now I don't wish to be spoiled of any of the endings. I'm not going to get mad if you don't, because it's your blog after all, but I'd appreciate if they were tagged nonetheless.

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When you you need someone ;            just call on me

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out of character:

Like this post for short starter!

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out of character:

I CANNOT BELIEVE I FORGOT TO FOLLOW MARS. WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME.

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RUN AWAY BE SCARED

                                                     It’s not like I want to be loved anyway… 

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She gives him a nod in confirmation. "My father is a health nut, so I don't get to eat a lot of pizza, much less anything deemed unhealthy." Her father is always going on about how the teen should eat healthy foods as to not risk making herself sick, often forcing her to try foods that she takes no pleasure in eating. The only time she gets a break is at school and in the seclusion of her room—she buys her own food to make up for the lack of flavor in her life.

"Oh, no thank you! I'm not particularly hungry, even if it does look good. You enjoy it, all right?"

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even though she knows lottie isn't fond of people spoiling her, even if it's her birthday, goshi fully intends to do just that. a bouquet of roses and honeysuckle is on lottie's desk in the morning, along with a ( very sizeable ) box of homemade sweets, ranging from chocolates to gingerbread, and near-enough everything inbetween. a card rests on top of the box, the handwriting making the gifts' sender unmistakeable. so begins lottie's birthday celebration <3

@shiimamuraa | it’s her birthday!

A hand is held over her mouth as she stares at the items sitting atop her desk, her disbelief evident. As she slowly comes to terms with the items she runs her free hand over the flower petals, remarking how beautiful they are. The flowers are in full bloom and have already begun to fill her room with their sweet smell. They’re almost entrancing.

Next, she studies the box. She doesn’t even have to open the card to know who the flowers and box is from. Only someone as sweet as Goshi would do something like this. When she opens the box, her eyes widen further—so many sweets that’ll last her such a long time. 

Lottie can feel tears pricking in her eyes already. “Goshi… oh my. I don’t… wow.”

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"Happy birthday, you nerd!" Cue Keiji picking up the smol from behind and spinning around. "Now, where to, princess? Piggyback ride is on me."

@heliosborne | it’s her birthday!

“Oh my god, Keiji!” A loud squeal can’t help but to be given once the surprised utterance occurs. Once over her surprise an ecstatic grin lights up on her features—happiness soars though her more than it ever usually does. “You spoil me too much, but thank you, Kiwi.”

Cue a big smooch on his cheek.

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"Y'know you're the best, right?" Oh no, and you best like kiss barrages Goshi! She's not letting her go any time soon either.

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❝ happy birthday, lottie! ❞ hope you like 3-course meals, sweetheart, because you’re getting one.

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She's humming an off-key 'Happy Birthday' to herself as she wanders around.

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I don’t need alcohol to make bad decisions

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Eyes narrow in on him as she places a hand on her hip. Her slitted gaze studies him intensely, if not in an unnerving manner with the intensity of it. As she comes to a sudden conclusion she stands to her full short height and smirks at him. "Right," she draws out the word as she continues to smirk at him, "and I have the meanest streak around."

Lottie laughs to herself, clearly amused. Once her fit of giggles is over she's back to holding a hand upon her hip and smirking at the male. "I'm pretty good at judging character and let me just say you're pretty easy to read. You're the type of guy who pretends to be all tough and mysterious, but is really just a big old sweetheart. Am I wrong?"

Suddenly, a hand is being held out towards him. "My name is Lottie Schmidt, by the way. It's nice to finally meet you Mister Transfer Student."

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Under normal circumstances ( especially if the roles had been reversed ) she’d first cry out then begin swearing aloud, but she keeps her mouth shut at first. Her thoughts often run as fast as she can, which is the only reason she reacted so quickly to the situation in the first place. Thankfully her reflexes are just as swift as everything else about her otherwise the male could have possibly found himself in trouble.

“Are you all right? No scratches or scrapes? And is your arm okay? I did grab you so suddenly.” Her gentle voice is laced with worry—magenta eyes holding just as much emotion. She seems to be too emotional to really acknowledge his words.