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——  【 ♚ 】 —— He’s lucky he’s so well practiced in the art of hiding his emotions, otherwise he might have let slip a shiver as Kariya’s warm breath washes over his skin. He has to admit, though, that moan was something he wouldn’t mind hearing again.

Let me love you nerds || Accepting || @stcrgczer

One Hundred Ways to Say ‘I Love You’  (Meme)

              Her eyes, huh?

             Blue eyes were eyeing a piece of jewerly in the window             that really caught her eye. A necklace with a pair of             earrings to match with the set. Kariya was playing             babysitter at the moment, since she wasn’t going to             her post soon, so he would be with her like a bad             tumor of sorts, but--it was kinda nice to have company            since she didn’t really know anyone here.            First time anyone has ever mentioned anything about            her eyes. That and he was setting a record for not            pissing her off in this amount of time they been in each            others presence. Finger twirled a strand of her hair            around her finger as she cast a glance to the side.       

Stares down at the rip in its flesh, frowning upon the man

noting that it, indeed, is not bleeding. “Oh. It forgot to

bleed.” As if Saar has simply forgotten to pick up milk

at the grocery store instead of forgetting one of the most

basic parts of human bodily function. It didn’t forget about

breathing at all today either. It had to forget something. 

Plucking the large shard of glass from its foot, tossing the

piece of clear annoyance into the air, Saar watches as the

gash seems to flicker out of existence. There. A perfectly

normal human foot. “Maybe it should start wearing shoes?”

Shoes suck, though. In fact, Saar even hates wearing pants.

Can’t just pants be enough? It’s not like he gets complaints about

❀ Floral Expressions ❀

Send my muse some flowers to convey your muse’s feelings towards them!

…

              What was this CLUSTER FUCK of flora she was looking at              right here and now? She did like flowers, but usually they              were of the same kind with the exception of another. What              even WAS this?

“….where the hell do you even, like, get mistletoe around    this time of the year?”

             Guess she’ll put some of these in some water or press             a few in that book he had given her awhile back. The rest?            she may just throw in his face because this made a big            mess in her room. 

“Hmph, you’re a total eyesore.”

              UGH, she would have played through ANOTHER week of               this dumb game if it meant living && not seeing THIS guy’s               mug again, who happened to have seniority. Can’t she               window shop in peace? Well, given she WAS suppose to               be at her post, but she had suckered asked someone oh               so sweetly to do it for her. -- 💋

“What do you want now? I’m kinda busy.”