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Starter for @the-black-and-red-femme

D-16 walked through the barracks, towards Shadowwing’s recharge pod. Avoiding Darkwing’s looming figure as he kept up the pace, he snuck up on the young femme he’d come to call conjux.

She couldn't believe that loki fid this for her, gave her a pet dog who looked perfect and just as adorable. Taking two strides towards the animal she greeted the dog as she kneels down to pet on top of its head, smiling from ear to ear. " oh my gosh! You're so beautiful. Hello there." Margo looks back up at loki as she stands back up and sees the paper work he mentioned.

" Wow, I can't thank you enough loki. This is what I always wanted. Honestly you're the best." She walks over to give loki a hug, showing how much she appreciates his gift to her. Margo pulls back slowly her face was heated by the close contact but quickly she wanted to know more information about the dog.

" So is it a boy or a girl? If its a girl I was thinking maybe zoe or rose and if its a boy Bruno or starsky." If was a few names that she already had in mind just in case she ever gotten a pet so this was a good thing she planned in advance.

"Let's go home it's late."

Shisui bodyflickered them back to his place and ushered them both in. It was a cold night and he wanted nothing more than to loaf in bed. He tugged his lover's sleeve to get under the covers with him.

"You're staying." He stripped down to his boxers and a t shirt and blissfully slid under the sheets. "Come my love, stay the night with me." He gave him his most doeful come hither eyes and pat the pillow next to him..

Zeno was very much not pacing in anticipation, and especially not in anxiety. Their exchange of gifts felt logical. Emiya had gifted him something rare, exquisite, even. In return, he had given her something relatively... normal. Normal, yet obsessively maintained and cared for, all of that care and attention blatant in its shape, color, and yes, even the bloom.

He had waited what he believed to be an acceptable amount of time before he had even reached out to her for an update. In return, he had received an invitation, folded neatly inside a linen envelope, embossed in silver, decorated with a lily motif. It was... cute. Simple, yet elegant. A date and time was included, along with directions to her greenhouse. It was more than he had hoped for - Zeno was acutely aware of who Emiya was, or rather who she was related to.

Still, his curiosity had overwhelmed him. Was this some sort of trap? He didn't want to think it was, but he had been caught in enough - or at least attempts to trap him as he was a difficult man to pin down, after all - that it was hard to shake the feeling. (Maybe he simply knew he was being watched. She had chosen a very public place to meet, and he was so very out of place here.)

He'd watched the life drain out of them- By his own hand

They were going to find him they were going to find him and he'd go to jail and stuff-!

He dropped his mug as he felt his chest tighten..... He couldnt breathe or think besides that reoccuring thought

His drink spilled out through the broken glass as Avery fell to his knee's. he killed someone

Closed Thread. Continued from here.

Five year old Hidan sneezed and wiped his nose with his shirt sleeve. This hay was making him sniffy and sneezey! He was gonna start getting nosebleeds again! He inched deeper into the piles of hay, more to hide himself than to get warm, and lay still..

He heard footsteps coming closer..

His little heart was pounding out of its chest, hammering very fast, that was so close!! He had to get away from there.. from THE BAD PLACE!

Hidan got comfortable, leaning against the back of the farm wagon. Boy he was hungry.. SON OF A GUN HIS ANKLE HURT! Did he sprain it? Was his ankle broken? He had stolen some bandages and gauzey wrap from a shop once but that ran out. He was always getting into accidents. Hidan wished there was a way to never get hurt again! No more hurts and no more sprains and no more ouchies, and no more bad men and no more bad places. He rubbed his ankle and yelped. His ankle was angry..

He has to wait for the afternoon but as soon as he was walking with him he was basically pulling Tim down the street to the shelter

"come on! Come on, come on, come oooooooonnnnn"

@koen-k-maybe

"I'm coming, I'm coming", laughing Stray lets himself be dragged down the streets. It was cute how excited Koen was about his new pet, but it really wasn't a surprise. He himself had been the same every time his Mom had allowed him to get another cat.

Eyes bright, smile fanged and laced with boyish charm, Avid holds his hand out--delicate as anything, he takes in the sight of his co-host, stunning in her attire for the evening. He himself feels under-dressed, almost, beside her--but he would feel that way no matter the occasion. Avid tilts his head, eyes bright behind the wolf mask he wears. The music begins to pick up, and Avid grins, sweeping Shelby into a simple waltz.

He may not be well-practiced, but he knows enough to get by. A few last minute lessons from some friends within the castle, and memories of nights where Elle tried to teach him to dance… yeah. It'll be enough, he's sure.