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Send my muse “Have you ever...” questions!

“No, not usually. Trust me, I do not pick fights I cannot win.”

“Although, there was a time I lost a bet even when I was confident it would end in my favor, but I can’t say the consequences for losing were as bad as I envisioned. If anything, it has led to some rather interesting developments.”

First Five Asks Get A Kiss

Stepping closer, Yuriko gazed at dark-haired Miko. Her heart was jumping in her chest, palms getting a bit sweaty but she couldn't help but realize how beautiful the red-tinted slightly open lips were.

Luring in...

Asking for touch...

Would Miko push her away?

Yuriko wasn't quite sure even though many earlier soft moments sailed through her mind. She lifted her quivering hand, brushing a strand of Miko's hair behind the girl's ear.

"Umh... Miko... may... may I?"

Taking the last step, Yuriko was as close as she could get without pressing her body against Miko. She let her fingers entangle with dark locks as she leaned in and closed her eyes. The sweet scent of lip gloss greeted her just a moment before it was sticky on her lips too.

As the thoughts flew out of her mind, Yuriko encircled Miko's waist with her free arm, pulling the other girl in her embrace. Gently, she sucked Miko's lower lip between hers, tasting the sweetness fully on her tongue as it slithered its way toward the depth that was to be explored...

💙 💙 💙 / 💙 💙 💙 / 💙 💙 💙

He had to correct her because it wasn’t just a devil he was going to fight. It was someone who could annoy him with a single stare. The thought of him was making Zero even more angry.

Send in 📜 and I’ll use this incorrect quotes generator using your muse and my muse. (Please specify how many muses//which muses for multimuse blogs!!)

❥ :  tucking stray hair behind their ear.

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"Umh... Miko?"

Yuriko gasped as Miko's fingers suddenly brushed her cheek. The girl leaned in and tugged some stray hair behind Yuriko's ear, her scent lingering all around Yuriko. Gazes locked; words disappeared into the vacuum. Yuriko simply stood there staring into eyes that made the world fade for the moment.

A tiny smile swayed on Yuriko's lips. Maybe words weren't truly needed right now. She lifted her hand, stroking Miko's hair without any hurry, enjoying the softness against her fingertips. This was perfection: silence and sweet touches in the late afternoon while no one else was around.

A moment to drown into.

ruki, subaru, and ayato

put three names & a number in my ask

"Umh... such a weird question, I think... but I... hmmm... I mean, I don't like to fight anyone or anything. Capitalism, though..."

"I know! I would fight capitalism with Ruki! I... I... don't really know how to do that but Ruki is so great coming up with any kind of plan that I'm sure we can make it!"

Oh, that was some good thinking there... I'm kind of proud of myself. But the next options, huh?

"I guess... I would fight aliens with Ayato-kun. He is strong, right?"

...and maybe then I don't need to do fighting...

"That leaves the zombies and Subaru-kun. Umh... the thing is... You know, my best friend is a zombie, so... I really don't want to fight zombies at all. So, I would pick up Subaru-kun for this and tell him that we can't actually do it. Umh... I know he is kind of a tough nut but I'm sure he wouldn't want to... hurt my friend or her family either... I think... probably... maybe..."

A Text from Yuriko to Miko