#rifulofthewest

rule: tag 9 people you want to get to know better

Birthday: October 3rd Relationship status: Taken Zodiac: Libra Favourite color: Black Pets: Turtle Wake up/ bed time: I wake up around 5 AM on weekdays and I’m in bed by about 8:45. Cats or dogs: Turtles

Coke or pepsi: Root Beer (Coke if I must choose) Day or night: The night. I still miss being a night person but having a job, etc. It’s just easier and more convenient to be a day person.   Texts or calls: Depends on the other person. Makeup or natural: Natural Meet a celebrity: Norihiro Yagi. I’ve kinda met everyone else I’ve ever wanted to based in the US. Intelligence or attraction: Intelligence.  Chapstick or lipstick: Chapstick City or country: City Last song I listened to: Mell’s “Red fraction”

Nonsexual acts of Intimacy - Select from the following for my muse to respond to… ♔: Finding your muse wearing their clothes.

Valen yawned as he walked into his bedroom after a training session with Guy. He had intentions of getting new clothes and taking a nice and relaxing bath. ‘Course things never did like to go as planned.

As he walked into his room and shut the door without much thought, it took him a second to realize someone was in his room. On his bed, in fact, and in his clothes. 

Looking a bit odd in his clothes, was Riful as she sat on his bed. 

Send me an “Excuse Me” and I’ll tell you my muse’s reaction to being Interrupted while…Dancing at Home.

"Ryssa, if that’s you…you know you can come—" He stopped short as he turned to see Riful. His body stopped moving and he caught himself against his bed before he fell over. Blushing faintly, he didn’t say anything for a while.

"Sorry, big brother. She said she was a friend of yours." Ryssa piped in as she poked her head into the room. She waved goodbye before leaving to do whatever it was she was going to do.

[text] What…why do ya’ want to know that?