#oftentacles

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      ᎥᎷᎥᎢᎪᎢᎥᏁᏀ the popular trope seen so commonly in shoujo manga and anime, Genocider had cornered Junior and trapped him in place with both hands planted firmly upon the wall on either side of head. Once that had been done, she faced him with her usual grin plastered upon her face with her tongue easily whipping about as if it were a tail of some sort as stared into his eyes for just a moment before leaning so close to the point where only a few centimeters distanced them. A malicious giggle escaped from her throat as she uttered,

“ᎳᎻᎪᎢᎢᎩᎪ think yer doin’ out so late? Ya know I patrol the streets at                                                       night, don'cha? Or was that somethin’ I forgot ta tell ya? Hmm?”

                                                  } - ＫＩＬＬＥＲ-✃-

                                    ::  【 𝐴 𝑀𝑒𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑦 𝐹𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 】 ::

   :: 『 𝑇𝒉𝑒𝑦 𝑆𝑝𝑒𝑎𝑘 』 ::

        𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐞 seeming lifeless and just a decoration in most cases, Celestia and Fukawa could easily detect when something was going on, and were very much alive in every sense of the word. After such a long time of hearing nothing but a deafening silence, they heard what sounded like a commotion going on downstairs in the main parts of the old house. Such a thing caused the both of to smile despite the unknown that came with the noise, as it could be their old owner who had returned after an unknown number of years. In hushed whispers, they speculated,              ❝   𝐌𝐲, after such a long time, could it possibly be?   ❞

       Cue confused smol nerd noises. Aaaand he starts leaning back on her a bit, wearing the dumbest grin on his face. Junior tilts his head to the side, letting off a light laugh. “H– Hey, Ember~ You really like sneaking up on me, d-don’t you~?”

@oftentacles :

       “ I could be worse. I’ve got my own apartment now. ”  Junior wished he could brag. But there was nothing to brag about when the apartment was paid for by his dad. But Nergal Sr was all too happy to get his boy an apartment. He was growing up, after all.

       “ I mean, it’s in Endsville, so it could be better too. ”

“Well, that sounds pretty rad anyway.”  She paused for a moment before pulling the tab off of the soda can to open it, “I’m still stuck at my mom’s place, but whatever. What’s your apartment like? Maybe I could see it sometime?”