#interaction meme

[ 🎁 Your muse giving mine a gift]

[ BEFORE YOU GET ANY STUPID IDEAS. This story was created from the depths of my mind. Nothing romantic , they are not a couple they ARE NOT GOING TO HAPPEN. THANKS >:[ . BYE. ]

🌸  The Soul of a Flower  🌸

“ A fitting crown for a queen don’t you think? ” His tone glided so soothingly through the small space that the two of them shared. Of course the purple-haired pillar would recognize this annoying tone anywhere... it was none other than ‘him’ , it wasn’t much of a big surprise . In all honesty she could not understand his motives at all , what was so special about her that made his curiosity spike up so much ? She didn’t understand what could he be interested in to begin with ...  What was ticking so much in his brain that lead him straight towards her. Perhaps his thirst for power ? Could that be it? Joe didn’t know what to think , her mind was very conflicted . His actions made no sense . Could it be that he was trying to mock her in some way ? Maybe he was looking for a weakness to take advantage of. The purple-haired pillar wasn’t really catching any sort of signal from his side , so it was hard to tell what was he really thinking and what was he exactly planning to do.  His silence was not helping however... Joe could feel the sudden uneasy feeling knotting in her stomach . Her mind was filled with many assumptions and possible alternatives ... but nothing really connected. The more she tried to see a path , the more it got foggier . Perhaps she just needed a minute to think , but regardless she figured he was waiting for an answer. She felt the soft touch of the flower crown the moment it connected with her hair , followed by his fingers barely brushing through her purple locks  , as he claimed to be a ‘ fitting match for a queen.’ Regardless of that statement the expression on the purple-haired pillar didn’t change the slightest , it remained rather neutral , she wasn’t happy , nor sad... not even mad.. honestly she was more confused than ever.

“I am no queen... perhaps you’ve confused me with someone else...“  Her tone sounded cold and very skeptical . Surely she was close to ripping the crown ... but something in her wasn’t allowing it... maybe she felt a strange connection with them ... It was really odd however ... Joe had noticed one thing , how did he knew which flowers were exactly her favorites ? She had never given any signs , nor did she even care to talk anything that involved her and her interest. For the longest time she had been trying to avoid any sort of contact with him , yet this strange persistence was really getting on her nerves . This strange determination was really ... something out of the ordinary in her book . It seemed like he had noticed the expression on her face , making his own shift . Maybe it was the fact of the strange soft expression on his face that kind of freaked her out ... or was it the fact that he brought her something she never spoke to about liking in the first place.   The silence strikes once again , however this time it was rather short . The tall pink-haired curse made his way in front of her , pausing himself. He took a moment to look her at before he knelt down and sat right in front of her. He reached forward and held her chin between his index and thumb , tilting her head upwards so she was straight on facing him now. A smirk formed on his face as he finally spoke up in a deep tone. “ Why won’t you look at me? “ He asked , playing it as he looked upset. “ Why should I? “ The purple-haired pillar responded before daring her gaze elsewhere, as the frown on her face grew larger . By the look on his smug expression , he looked rather entertained by her reaction. Maybe that was his motive? He liked seeing reactions just so he could entertain himself . It was easy on her end thought , the more she avoided him the better ... but in all honesty it seemed like it was going for the worst.  A heavy sigh left Joe’s lips before she finally gathered enough courage to look up at him. “ If I look at you , will you please go away ?! “ She stated out plain and simple like that. “ Perhaps , perhaps not. “ He teases. What kind of answer was she really expecting , she was just falling into his stupid mind games that he was getting a lot of entertainment out of it . “How...“ The purple-haired pillar began , as her tone sounded rather low , like a whisper. It seemed like it was just enough to get his attention causing the expression on his face to suddenly change . He hummed softly , enough to signal for her to speak up. “ How did you know... “ She spoke loud enough for him to hear her. He was not stupid and he easily picked up on what  she was trying to imply with that ‘question.’ A small smirk appeared on his face as he let go of her face as both of his hands traveled down , grabbing ahold of her hand . He took a moment to look around , it seemed like he was looking for something specific and by the looks of it he found it rather easily. It was none other than a simple flower.. it resembled the ones that were tangled into her hair  , he picked it up and paused himself for a moment . He looked very conflicted for a moment there before he brought his hand over her smaller one and placed the flower in the palm of her hand , before scooping them both into his own palms. “ Tell me something ... what do you see when you look at this flower ?  “ He began , as his tone all of a sudden changed , it sounded soft but rather serious. “A lot of different things... beauty ... hope ... life ... I’ve been told that flowers can symbolize a lot of different things ... but not that it really matters to you... “ She explained as her gaze traced down , looking at the detail of the petals that was softly brushing against her fingers. “ Do you know what I see? “ He began. “Hmm?“ She hummed softly , wondering what his answer would be.

☹ I’m an anxious mess who’s too scared to approach people

⚠ I’m intimidated by your writing

⌚ I have no time right now and need to wait until I’m less busy

☯ I can’t see how our muses would meet/interact

✂ I sent you something and you never replied

✒ You’re mutuals only and you don’t follow me because I’m a side blog

✑ I’m a side blog and I’m worried you don’t know about my blog or don’t want to interact with a side blog

☢ Your rules intimidate me

❧ I feel like your blog is too organized compared to mine

☒ I’m worried my blog isn’t fancy enough for you

⌇ Your face claim makes me uncomfortable

✎ I can’t write long enough replies and don’t want to annoy you

☾ I feel like I bother people

⚔ Our headcanons don’t align to the point where our muses couldn’t interact

⚖ I see you interacting with a select group of people and am worried you don’t want to interact with new people

⚐ English isn’t my first language and that makes me nervous to approach people

✉ I don’t know how best to contact you

Δ = playing with their hair .  for the reaction meme

(jjba-fragmented-star)

he has a younger sister, he is used to these things (and deep down he likes it).