#heartscripted

𝘾𝙇𝙊𝙎𝙀𝘿 𝙎𝙏𝘼𝙍𝙏𝙀𝙍 : @heartscripted

𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙃𝙄𝙏 𝙏𝙊 𝙃𝙄𝙎 𝘾𝙃𝙀𝙎𝙏 𝙃𝘼𝙎 𝙍𝙊𝘽𝙄𝙉 𝙎𝙏𝙐𝙈𝘽𝙇𝙄𝙉𝙂 𝘽𝘼𝘾𝙆. dark eyes rest on juniper and he blinks. why does she look familiar ? where had he scene her before ? but instead of addressing it he bends down and picks up something she'd dropped, handing it back to her. ❛ are you alright ? ❜

@heartscripted said . . . juniper stood in front of the other, hands tucked behind her back, trying — & failing — to hide the small grin threatening to give her away. " okay, " she said, rocking slightly on her heels. " close your eyes. promise you won't peek. " she waits patiently for sylus to oblige, placing something small & cool in his palm — a matching keychain, soft pink enamel glinting under the light. " aaaaaaand, open ! " she declares, voice warm. " look, now we match ! & it's a cute little crow, doesn't it look like mephie ? i got the matching kitty one, of course. "

𝙄𝙏 𝙉𝙀𝙑𝙀𝙍 𝙏𝘼𝙆𝙀𝙎 𝙈𝙐𝘾𝙃 𝙏𝙊 𝙀𝙓𝘾𝙄𝙏𝙀 𝙅𝙐𝙉𝙄𝙋𝙀𝙍. he almost appears skeptical at first. a silver brow raised he stares down at her for a long moment till he finally relents, closing his eyes and holding out a hand to her. whatever it is, it's small. when red eyes finally look upon the gift sylus blinks. it is indeed a crow, small and far cuter than mephisto. it's chubby, round and has a wide eyed look. sylus chuckles then glances to the kitty key chain on juniper's bag. of course. long fingers curl around the keepsake and sylus smiles.

❛ thank you sweetie. it does look my mephisto . . . if he was cute that is. ❜ luckily the crow isn't around to hear the jab. the onychinus leader doesn't usually carry keys or any sort of bag but a thought crosses his mind and sylus attaches the keepsake to his motorcycle that he'd been leaning against. ❛ there . . . it matches don't you think ? ❜ a hand raises to playfully ruffle her hair. he's told her more than once that gifts and surprises aren't nessicary but she never seems to take his advice.

@heartscripted asked: the claw machine prize looked ridiculous in his hand — a pastel - colored plush with wide, stitched eyes. callum seemed faintly embarrassed to be holding it at all, but when he offered it out, his voice was steady. " you'll make better use of it than i will. " his mouth quirked, not quite a smile, but close enough. \ for mai <3333

～❥ Unprompted

The thief blinked up in surprised as he offered the plush to her, heat flushing her cheeks in happiness as hands moved to grab it and without meaning to, she found her holding it close and nuzzling it. The heat only seemed to intensify, and she cleared her throat, mildly embarrassed at her own actions as he tilted her head to the side, long hair swirling around her from her classic twin tails.

"Are you sure?" The question was quick to leave her lips as she peered up at him, eyes shifting from the plush as she already visualized exactly where it was going to sit on her bed, before they moved back to him. "If you are... I'll take very good care of it~" She paused and a lips quickly took on a small frown, but not from unhappiness. "Isn't it only fair we get you one too? To commemorate this experience! We both should have it." A pause. "Wait... unless you don't like plushies? Or think they're silly." But then... he wouldn't agree to come with her, would he? She hummed and glanced at the claw machine.

"Would you keep it, if I won one for you? I think it'd be cute if I could nab that little bunny in the top hat, then you'd be reminded of me whenever you saw it~"

@heartscripted said . . . are you two… together? \ juni @ robin ! <3

𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙇𝙊𝙊𝙆 𝙊𝙁 𝘽𝙀𝙒𝙄𝙇𝘿𝙀𝙍𝙈𝙀𝙉𝙏 𝘼𝙏 𝙃𝙀𝙍 𝙌𝙐𝙀𝙎𝙏𝙄𝙊𝙉 𝙎𝙀𝙍𝙑𝙀𝙎 𝘼𝙎 𝘼𝙉 𝘼𝙉𝙎𝙒𝙀𝙍. but regardless robin is quick to shake his head. she's just an actress. well, that sounds harsh. she's a long time friend, one of the few he has. sure, they'd played a couple in a movie once but they were far from being boyfriend and girlfriend. the actress in question chuckles, her arms crossed as she watches robin stumble through and explanation. he wasn't great at this sort of thing and heather, the actress knows it. but she doesn't help, instead watching as he navigates the situation. it's still amusing to her how a big name actor like robin could be so . . . awkward.

❛ n - no !! we just . . . we're coworkers is all. we've known each other a long time. ❜ robin offers a reassuring smile, the actress nodding from behind robin in agreement. ❛ i don't get out much and well, heather worries about me so she dragged me out of the house to this cafe. ❜ would she be willing to join them ? would it be weird to ask ? robin rubs the back of his neck, mulling over the offer before blurting out.

❛ you wanna join us ? ❜

she's been buried in reports and paperwork she had pushed aside for a LONG time now . . . this was her own doing, procrastinating so much that she now had to struggle her way through the sea of papers. she had been in the deep throes of her report that callum's presence in the office goes ungreeted and unnoticed until something appears in the periphery of her gaze. only then did she lift her head to look at the offered sweet, then the hand that had set it down upon her desk, following the limb upwards to meet callum's eyes.

"there's  something  about  this  move  i  don't  like,"  he  says,  arms  crossing  over  his  chest.  he  isn't  pouting,  truly,  but  he  can't  help  that  his  lips  are  tugged  downwards.  "junie,  can  you  come  over  here  and  help  fix  it?"

the keychain was a silly thing,   a tiny plush creature dangling from his hand,   &   yet callum held it with a seriousness that belied its size.   he extended it toward the other,   his thumb stroking the worn fabric once before letting it go.   "   it's not much,   "   he admitted,   voice low,   "   but it made me think of you.   "   he shifted on his feet,   shoulders taut with unspoken tension.   his green eyes,   though,   gave him away   —   watching for their reaction,   waiting for the quiet confirmation that he'd done right by this small,   clumsy act of care.   \   for amaha   !   <333

🌟✶⇢  She gently took the plush creature from Callum’s hands.  Amaha received some gifts from guys before, but Caleb usually scared them off unless the gift was from Zayne.  Thinking of her friend who drastically changed after the explosion, Amaha missed Caleb, but was glad he was not around to scare off her current friends.  She was not certain about the plush creature, but it was cute.  And since it was given by one of her comrades, she figured she would keep it as a lucky charm.  She could not help but smile at the seriousness Callum showed.

“Thank you,” she blinked.  “Reminds you of me?”  She looked at the plush and then up at Callum again, silently asking, ‘how’?  This might be something she needed to figure out.

‘He does not think of me as a gremlin, does he?’ Amaha questioned internally.  Her mismatched eyes glanced at Callum’s green eyes.  ‘Can’t be, he wanted to give me something he found cute.’

Cute.  Cute?  Did he find her to be cute?  She blinked as she realized her cheeks were heating up.  She internally slapped her hands to her cheeks.  ‘No, Amaha, quit it!  You’ll blush!’

She wondered where to place the little plush.  In the pouch with the magazines for her authorized Hunter guns?

“For now, I’ll place it as a lucky charm,” she informed Callum with a smile.

(( I’m assuming it is a Labubu, considering the time this was sent.  Amaha might not like them, but if they were given to her, she would keep them because they are from a friend she respects.  Since Callum is a Love Interest OC, I’ll assume they’re already friends for this.  And she is starting to catch feelings. 

𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 (a collection of prompts about possessiveness and jealousy. Some have romantic undertones, but not all of them. Feel free to adjust phrasing and gendered terms as necessary) 

"Correction sweetie. You're stuck here with me. Or I could just introduce myself to your fellow colleagues and them asking what we were doing hiding in a closet of all things. I think that would be entertaining for both of our parts".

No, just his. It would be amusing for his own enjoyment but hopefully Juni wouldn't catch on at first. Sylus had to have his fun after all. Though he wishes to get out of hiding since his large frame was about getting cramped in such a small confined space.