#nmpteen

“... Give up on what, mon creampuff?”

Send ( . Y . ) for my muse’s reaction to being sent accidental nudes.

Cobra, to her credit, doesn’t even blink.

 -- she knows that she’d rambled on multiple times about baking and reading; a part of her felt bad for it. she liked to try to get to know others; especially if she was starting to trust them or consider them a friend. she hated making things about herself- so why not try to get to know him more? other than him being friends with her best friend and a handful of other things. 

          send “❤️” for a short drabble of the first time my muse said ‘I love you’ to yours! // accepting!

    – it was a quiet and calm evening; Hana and San were laying on the couch, listening to a movie musical they both liked (loved?) and had seen together. several times; and yet, it hadn’t gotten old for either of them yet. Hana was laying on top of San; her ear against his chest as she listened to his heartbeat; the movie a dull murmur in the background. A smile was on her face as she listened to him quietly mumble some of the words spoken in the movie. something hit her as she listened to him and it made her almost want to start crying. 

   she was happy. being with san made her genuinely happy; and she wouldn’t exchange her time with him for anything.

    by now it had been a good few years; the two of them had been out of school for around a year now, and they saved up for their own place. she knew that she wanted to be with him for a while; she didn’t want to loose him. loose what they had. 

    she did her best to make herself better; for both of them. she wanted to make him happy and to make herself happy, and she owed that to him. it felt like he was a ray of light in one of her darkest times, and helped pull her out of her own personal pit of despair she had been in before asagao. by now, he knew of everything that had happened to her before they met. she trusted him and his brother with that information; something that she had only told mai before. she opened herself up to san in ways that she hadn’t done to other people before and something she appreciated about him- he never pressed her for info. he never pushed her into doing something she was genuinely uncomfortable over. sure; he helped her try new things and get over some of the things she was anxious about, but he never forced her into anything. 

    she loved so many thing about him that she wanted to cry. was this what her parents had felt when they fell in love? was this what had been waiting for her? 

          “Hana? are you okay?” 

    his voice interrupted her thoughts and she turned to look at him. she reached up to fix her glasses, pausing as soon as she realized that her cheeks were wet. she quickly let out a giggle; swallowing the lump in her throat and reaching up to wipe her face. she felt his fingers reach up to gently wipe the tears she hadn’t and she felt her heart swell. she looked at the concerned look on his face and her smile widened. 

          “i love you.” 

    she had blurted it out without much thought; but the bright smile on her face said that she didn’t really care at the moment. all that had mattered to her was the boy who was with her and how he made her feel loved and cared for. 

    hana scooted over; moving to press a kiss to his lips and gently hold his face in her hands. a loving smile was on her face and she pressed her forehead to his; letting out a laugh. “I…I love you so much, San.”

     it’s said that if you lay eyes upon the angel of death, you’re her next target. large wings were a dead giveaway that this woman was the one the rumor was about. a woman in black, with thick raven wings, lurking about, murdering anyone in her path for the sole purpose of absorbing their soul. that wasn’t entirely true. morrigan didn’t blindly murder anyone without proper cause. it was the reason she took out bounties, and this girl had a large one. ebony blade sliding from its sheath, a hint of sunlight gleamed off of the metal, hitting the stranger in the eyes. a warning of sorts.