risqué.

          im about ready to cry making this post, but it has to be done. I’m archiving this blog. I’m not sure if i’ll be coming back or not to the persona fandom. I loved being here, but even as im writing this im anxious and i hate to admit that. However, it’s the truth and i need to move on and be happy. If anyone is interested at all in following me, then feel free to send an ask about my new rp account and i’ll be happy to give it to you. But thanks so much for all the good memories, this really was a nice fandom and i’ll always treasure the game in my heart. 

    ❛   yaaaaawn,….  yeah,  sure.        besides,    it   ain’t   like     you’re   never   gonna   see   akira   again.     that   guy   PROMISED     he’d   come   back   here   as   soon   as   possible.      /      knowin’    him,     i   bet   he’d   probably   take   ANY     damn   opportunity   just   to   come   back   here.  ❜       BLUNT   WORDS,     HANDS   RESTED   AT   BEHIND     of   his   head.     not   only   he       SEEMED     uninterested,     but   also    SOUNDED   pretty  bored.   of   course,    he     CARED    for    akira,      &     he   wished   the   fool   didn’t   have   to     GO,    but   alas,    he’d   have  to   stomp   onto   the   ground    impatiently   till’   their   leader     FINALLY     gives   them   a   visit.   he   yawns   again.     ❛   uhhhhh…..     hey,     what’s   up   with   that     FACE   ?    it’s    SO    not   cute.…   ❜

    INTRODUCTION OF HER name did made him slowly nod; acknowledging on what she had said.  Well at times he does feel lucky but actually; using his father’s car. .he couldn’t help but to feel safe. From what he can recalled when he was a mere child; his father’s Regalia was like a safe haven; the one place he can go to if he wanted to get away.  ❝ Yeah. .I suppose so. Nice to meet you, I’m Noctis.  ❞ His words paused; for brief moment searching for the next words to say correctly. Brows knitted softly together; averting his sapphire irises away from the visual of the vehicle before him; digits slowly scratching the back of his head.  

     ❝  Just you know. . browsing around here and seeing if there is a good place to eat; while waiting for my car to get some oil change and tuning. ❞

   ‘ ---- I may be in pain, but I am   not   weak.   ❜

    1-800-how’s my portrayal?

1-800-how’s my portrayal?

               she hopes the other doesn’t notice her tense posture, the fear and conflict that fought behind crimson eyes. she didn’t know who was right, anymore. even as the girl sat across from makoto, the ghost of a ringtone played in her head, eyes darting to her phone. he’d be texting her, soon. he always did, around this time. she’d have to give an answer soon, her dreams had turned to nightmares of his smile, death by some unseen assailant with a mask. 

               i guess you’re just the good girl type of pushover. no–––no, that wasn’t true, was it? what was the truth? with a steadying breath, she turned her focus back to present company. ❛ what happened? well, i suppose i’m still looking for ‘true justice’ as you framed it, just now. ❜ stay calm, makoto. ❛ i’m still holding on to the recordings, but i don’t have any plans to expose you, so long as you take care of the task at hand. our deal still stands. ❜ i’m sorry, i’m sorry––––i can’t decide yet. i don’t know what’s the truth. ❛ some…..things have come up that have prevented me from being more involved, but i hope you’re still progressing with your task. ❜

                 makoto  wasn’t  the  only  tense  one  in  the  room,    but  Anne  was  for  a  completely  different  reason  entirely.     Like  a  mast  sailing  against  the  rough  sea,    Anne  was  devising  a  plan  to  help  her.     True  she  was  under  threat  ---  and  she  wasn’t  the  president’s  biggest  fan  right  now,  but  that  didn’t  matter.  She  felt  a  desire  within  to  help,    and  she  promised  to  never  watch  the  events  that  happened  to  Shiho  unfold  once  again.    Not  when  she  had  the  power  to  do  something.    Maybe  it  was  selfishness  as  well,    but  her  intention  was  to  aid  Makoto  in  whatever  way  she  could.