PhasedSchemer

i cant contain my feels right now

I feel like this is every couple when they argue.

my life

Genuine feels right there.

Marluxia is just.. *^*

I can never stop loving this picture. ;___; THANKYOUFORDRAWINGTHIS.

this should be the most reblogged post on tumblr before it dies

Kids can use Myspace.

D'aww!

  Shaking his head gently, he smiled politely. “I suppose we’re both at fault.." Lumy replied, hands behind his back tightly. “Um, my name is Lumaria…Nice to meet you." He held out his hand, embarrassed. 

Even gently took the man’s hand. “Even. It’s a pleasure to meet you, Lumaria."

"Same goes for you." He replied, nodding gently. "And what brings you into the city, today? Or might you live here..?"

The florist strolled along the city’s sidewalks, glancing at the people passing him on the way. Walking along, he wasn’t paying attention until the last moment when he nearly bumped into a man. Lumaria gasped quietly. “My apologizes.." He said swiftly, rubbing the back of his head. “I must have not been paying attention.."

Even looked at the man who spoke to him. “It’s fine, I should have been watching where I was going as well." He scratched his neck, blushing.

Shaking his head gently, he smiled politely. "I suppose we're both at fault.." Lumy replied, hands behind his back tightly. "Um, my name is Lumaria...Nice to meet you." He held out his hand, embarrassed. 

Lets go Around|| Closed

Lumaria glanced around at the people and offered some people turning to look at them a genuine smile. He then turned to Demyx and tilted his head, shrugging. “Anything my friends want, really. I usually just go to clubs with them. If not, I’m planting." He says slowly after making sure he was looking, smiling softly. 

Demyx chuckled, wondering what the odds were that he’d make a friend that went to clubs. “Well, that sounds like my kind of fun, at least it was when I could hear. I haven’t gone to a club since this happened." He rubbed at the back of his neck, watching how kind the other was with people the blonde assumed he hadn’t met. “I guess planting must be really relaxing, I assume it’s the equivalent to me playing my sitar."

He chuckled at his words, tilting his head. "How much longer, anyways? Have you went to see a doctor?" Though he wasn't impatient, he didn't think he could last more than one day doing this. "Indeed. Planting is.. eh, I don't know. I guess what you said was right, it's relaxing."