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Holiday starters meme | Accepting | @elegiaques​

⛸️ @ akira

Today was going to be an adventure, an invite from Michiru to go down to the rink with her. There were people enjoying themselves skating along the ice. Some were in pairs of twos and others with families, parents holding their child and skating along with them. The sight alone was enough to keep one so festive. “Let me see, let me see.” The sounds of a muffled voice hailed from within a young man's backpack, though upon the ears of the mundane it would be nothing more than a cat's mewling. The zipper of his bag slides towards the side as a black cat pots its head out and with the bag held against his chest.

“You promised you'd be quiet.” Spoke Akira with a hush tone, now looking around for Michiru..gray eyes examines every bit of the place, as much as possible until he heard Morgana point out with his voice just where she was. “Looks like she's already on the ice, I know you don't exactly know how to skate but think of it as a phantom thief assignment.” Said the feline in an attempt to encourage him and fill him with just a bit of confidence.

Nightmare on elm street meme | Accepting | @elegiaques​

   (  “ What’d you dream? ” )

Another dream about 'him' again. Or could he even call what he saw a 'him'? Traveling through the Metaverse the team had spotted an entity wielding a pair of guns possessing the longest barrels he's ever seen. Oracle had described the figure as 'Death' and advised the group to avoid it at all cost, however, Joker believed in the strength of each and every individual in his team and thought they could take it on..but he was wrong. Within mere moments Death had overwhelmed them with its sheer power. It took Joker the use of a smoke bomb to escape its clutches. The team were at least not worse for wear but whatever had happened placed an emotional strain upon their leader.

For consecutive days after the encounter Akira's been experiencing strange dreams in which Death invades them and whatever damage he's done to Akira in his dream would manifest upon the same area of his body once he was awake, it was a rather frightening experience to say the least. Michiru was at least the kindest to hear about his woes..she asked about his dream and he didn't even know where to begin at first but with enough time he's found the best way to try and explain what had happened in the dream or at least trying to recall what had happened.

send me  ‘🃏 !’  and i’ll write you a starter using a tarot card as the inspiration !

Eight of Cups ( VIII )

      The boy lets out a hurt groan, although no one seems to hear him. On the table, near his heavy head, stood 8 empty glasses. 

It's been five years since akira's seen the beautiful city of Tokyo, not to mention the real person that made his probation worthwhile and that was his Michi-chan. A stranger he's met in mementos winds up becoming not only his girlfriend but the most important person in the world to him. It had been a struggle not seeing her steadily throughout the years, though thankfully there have been breaks during the school years that allowed them to see each other, and other than that they've had the luxury of texts and video chats. But now, he was finally in Tokyo again and they've made preparations for the day that he would finally return. The two had decided to meet at this spot within the underground marketplace, he stood holding his luggage in hand as gray hues began to search through the crowd for Michiru.