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now time to do replies and answer the memes
in my ask.
♡ the stuffed with fluff meme.
Inbox me a “♡” (no peeking!) and I will randomly generate a number between 1 and 20 and write you a drabble. Mixture of unadulterated tooth-rotting fluff, potentially nfsw and “flangst” (fluffy angst) prompts!
❝ It really isn’t that strange,
but I was trying to head back
to my hometown. It’s known
as New Bark. ❞
It seemed that she was bothered by something,
because she continued to sigh over and over
again. Well, that should be left alone. That’s
her problem. You just wanted to run away
from your own problems.
( the technician will simply give a shrug
towards his words. – beats her, some
people were attracted to weird things possibly like
kidd is attracted to symmetry and soul to doing.. – well, nothing.
she’s a bit puzzled, she’s never heard of a town called new bark
before. and the only reason why she keeps sighing over and over
again is simply because she has to do everything for everyone in
this school and it gets tiring, though strangely, she won’t voice
her thoughts. )
"if you say so.
and honestly i’ve never heard of your home town,
so, unfortunately i’m afraid i won’t be helpful at all.“
Title: Brick By Boring Brick
Artist: Paramore
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brick by boring brick // paramore
( since it’s the weekend and almost spring
break, maka’s trying to sit back and relax for
a bit without any books nor anything that requires
a lot of thinking and she realizes that without that
she has absolutely no clue of what to do other than cooking
which would be something absolutely pointless to do right now. )
"oh my god, —-
everything is so boring.“
Shit. Shit. Shit.
He had to come up with some lie.
Well does it have to be a lie?
Anyways.
❝ I just walked in. ❞
That was the truth.
( she’ll simply allow another sigh to
escape pale lips. – if maka weren’t
herself she would dare to say that she
no longer felt safe in this academy, but
everyone kind of fiends for themselves.
so, that would be pretty stupid. )
"i swear to got everyone in this academy
just keeps getting more careless and irresponsible. –
where were you intending to go, anyway? this is a
strange looking academy most people would avoid
walking into a place as nuts as this.“
There was just something about sleeping late that made
Soul feel so much more rested than actually going to bed at a
decent hour and getting up on time. Dragging his heels was
one of the would-be-Deathscythe’s favorite pastimes, and lazing
around in bed for an extended period of time was much more
fulfilling that hauling himself to boring old class and sleeping
through one of Stein’s duller than dirt lectures on the
significance of Soul Resonance or some other useless
malarkey. No, he decided as he finally allowed the sunlight
filtering through the half drawn curtains of his bedroom window
to stir him from his death-like slumber; laying in bed while he
woke up at his own lackadaisical pace made for a much cooler
morning.That is, until his Meister’s shrill harping sharply roused him
from his lazy recline. He’d thought the soft hum of her lilt to be a
fragment of one of his half-awake dreams… until it had
escalated so rashly and nearly split his ear drums. It was akin to
that feeling of waking up because you felt yourself falling; that
drop in your heart and panic in your limbs as you frantically
grasp hold of the sheets to make sure you’re actually stabilized.
Her shouts woke him in that same startled fashion, eliciting a
groan from the jagged mesh of his teeth as he jerked the covers
up over his head in displeasure. “…nng.. do you ever do anything
but shout..?” He grumbled from the muffle of his pillow.
Dammit. It’d been such a cool morning up until then..
( he’s sleeping just like she was expecting, sometimes
maka wonders why in the world did she accept to pair up
with a weapon as lazy as soul, but only when she’s extremely
irritated which is.. – most times, but well she’s short-tempered.
she is literally going to stomp her way towards his bed once he
pulls the covers over his head to drown the lecture she’s about
to give. ugh, men were all the same, they mess up and then they
refuse to deal with the consequences. but maka won’t allow soul
to have it his way, she’s the one who does everything around this
house the poor girl deserves to be heard when she’s upset and
he’ll have to deal with it.
smaller hands will grasp the sheets over his head and pull them
all the way down before she attempts at pulling the pillow he’s
holding, clearly, she’s struggling because he’s way stronger than
her but maka is literally so upset that she ends up succeeding
even if that causes her to fall on her butt due to the force she
invested. – if he even dares laughing, she will punch him. )
“well, depends. –
DO YOU EVER DO ANYTHING OTHER THAN BEING
LAZY AND IRRESPONSIBLE? BECAUSE I DON’T THINK
SO.”
( she’ll set the pillow on her lap before pinching the bridge
of her nose in a displeased manner. god, she sounded
exactly like her mother when her parents argued this was
distressful and she hated it. )
"you know what? —- do whatever you want, just
remember that if you don’t put any effort into this
you’ll fail and you’ll end up dragging me in.
if you want to be selfish that’s your problem, but don’t
expect me not to yell when i’m on the line as well.
now if you don’t mind, i have to cook seeing as no one
else does anything in this god damned house.“
( she’ll utter angrily before standing up and tossing
the pillow at him and exiting the room. well, this was
extremely disappointing but yelling wouldn’t solve anything. )
Lost for words. All you did was stare at the
girl in front of you. When she closed her
book in an aggressive matter that made
you jump a bit. Her stare was piercing,
as if her stare could kill you on the spot.
❝ II uh.. I’m lost, and
I don’t know where
i’m at. ❞
( oh. – another outsider. what was it with
strangers visiting shibusen all of a sudden?
no, wait —- better yet, what was it with strangers asking
her for help? she usually has her nose buried in the middle
of a book, who would even consider asking help from someone
who clearly doesn’t want to talk to anyone nor shows availability
to do such? she’ll simply raise a brow and release a sigh. )
"you’re at shibusen academy. –
we have a strict policy about outsiders around here,
how the hell were you able to get in?“
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someone pls tell me if my theme is ok
because it’s irking me out aND IM ABOUT TO CRY