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//  Idly sitting by the end of the table, Sera thumbs a page in the tattered book on the table, taking in the information on the page. In the other hand, a glass of whiskey, neat in a small glass. 

   To take a break, Sera eyes wandered around the bar, eventually resting on the newcomer that just arrived. Immediately, every muscle in Sera’s body tensed as if staying completely still would make the person not notice. 

   Annd.... they’re coming right over. 

   “ Hey Michi... long time no see... ”

It was just another day at the flower shop for Ino. So far just the regulars have been coming in. That was fine and all but sometimes she likes it better when new customers come in and have a look of the place. And she was about to get her wish when she heard the front door bell rang.

There's a small inkling of hope that settles into his gaze, making his eyes that were dull moments before simply a bit brighter. Yet, he really tries not to get his hopes up because he doesn't trust this to be true either. He wants this to be true, he wants it to be so badly.

Hand reaches out to press up against the glass, right in the same spot as other had the side of fist pressed against on the other side. The siren hangs his head as hoarse words tumble from lips. ❛ You absolutely swear it ? Don't you just be saying that to get my hopes up. ❜ He heard a promise in words but he wants him to swear it.

Madara smiled, embracing this unknown beauty as she was on his scarred and muscular chest. She was gentle, but there was a fire in her that he could feeling even now. It may be just one night, but he was determined to make it a night worth remembering for a long time. 

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BED & SLEEPY PROMPTS.

The sudden weight around her body jolted her awake. She didn't know when she fell asleep or for how long and slowly she opened her eyes, "Hmm?" Sleepily the brunette blinked up at the figure in front of her , "Yuki?" Ivory mumbled voice raspy, "Wha'cha doing?" She is slow to take in the soft material in his hand and the subtle warmth around her.

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emotionally intense prompts.

A determined look set across the brunettes features, “Of course not.” She affirmed, voice tinged with a hard edge as she looked over at him, “Though I do think we need to take a small break before tackling the rest of the workout.” The program hadn’t seemed like it would be that difficult at first but now it was proving it’s worth.

non-verbal starters / accepting

@crushedd​ said: 👗  Fix/Straighten my muse’s clothes. For Kim and Michiru if that's okay!

    it had been han’s idea that he took his place given how busy he was. easy, right? except, that this was michiru he would be dealing with—someone he had become beyond close with ( intimately so ), but whom still possessed this weird hold over him with her being someone he admired even before they met. it wasn’t something that he’d ever admit, as there was no need to, but that it still reflected in his demeanour around her. his back was straightened, his posture surprisingly stiff even if he had grown somewhat used to her presence. playing the role of han could’ve made matters easier ( maybe ), but it had been michiru’s request to have him, kim & not the imposter he was used to being—something that even han had encouraged him to do.

    this meant having to dress as himself, or what he would wear if his wardrobe didn’t consist of mostly just black ; giving her the perfect opportunity to drag his ass out of the apartment & take him shopping for something more his style. it was... strange, being out as himself & not someone else, with his hair styled slightly different after his cap was forcefully removed by michiru, who seemed to enjoy playing dress-up, suggesting all these different kinds of clothing & fixing them up for him.