#interitxs

“Considering your hairstyle and fashion sense-- I’m predicting that you’re rather fashionable, no?”

Flashing a quick smile && smirking softly. The young ruler looked up at the tall male, standing up on his tiptoes to gain some height; still appearing small as small could be.

“I wouldn’t exactly class your style as... bearable. It’s decent enough to be seen out in public in... but you seem like you’re trying tooooo hard. You could do with a better scarf, that bland piece of shit around your neck isn’t exactly stylish per-say -- “

... Well. This was unbelievably awkward. Dogma glared at the plant hanging over his head, before hearing what Gundam muttered and giving him a look.

Prince Chatters♡ How many people do you like? Are there any people in particular that pop up?

outofhope ::

that’s such a loaded and open-ended question. i like almost everyone i think, at least on some level. always positive though. but uhh… shit. well…

i definitely like you, @interitxs. i also like ej, @hammerheade, iggy @reiion, avery @youcanttellmewhattodomom, bri @hopeinreserve, hopeless @x-hopelesshope-x, rue @lxvelessneedles, my fiancee @mind-of-a-tool-heart-of-a-girl, yoly @reginadesperatio, rose @bxringhxpe, whitney @novoselicnobility, abby @kamukurx, my favourite yasuhiro(who’s an AU), and … shit man… 

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Admittedly, this is probably the most actively forward he’s ever seen Tanaka, pale irises shifting a bit--a habit he was only dimly aware of--but he doesn’t take a step back from his advances. Komaeda himself wasn’t particularly dressed up, the only difference really was that he’d donned a black jacket with neon shapes scattered over the surface. It unfortunately didn’t have the same uneven edges.

“Can you do any real damage with plastic, Tanaka-san?”

He’s teasing, just a touch. But, he steps forward, expression mirthful as he presses against the offered hand and rests his own fingers over the back of it.

[ ♦ ]~ Although he couldn’t believe he was playing along with such a sick game on Tanaka’s part, Mondo... was totally into it. Something about, for once, being the powerless one in the situation... drastically turned him odd, even if he was being used as a plaything of sorts by the breeder.

“Aw, c’mon Tanaka-San... ya know me... smashin’ shit... drinkin’ the night away, sneakin’ a pig into the school -- I’ve done so much shit our sensei’s got a record plaque for it in their lounge... C’mon, show-me what’cha got~!”

                 HE BIT HIS THUMB, mind s w i r l i n g as he c r a n e d his neck upward l a z i l y to acknowledge his fellow islander. their name was 「G U N D A M . T A N A K A」; the constant repeating of the name coupled with their flamboyant dress-style had already etched a memorable impression into L’s mind, though they’d y e t to actually speak.  ;  In his best efforts to get to know those he’d beoverseeing, L, or rather, Hideki Ryuuga, decided to strike up a conversation with the eccentric breeder.                 >>

  (( -                     ❝ Cute hamsters. That one wouldn’t happen to be a golden, would it? ❞

send me a ✧ and i’ll bold all that apply to your muse.

accepting