So, it seems tumblr changed things and I am unable to reply to ANYTHING. With this as it’s current state… I’ll be having to put this to the side until they get their act together - hahahahahahah… oof.

A year away and so much has changed... how do tumblr? send help.

Oh wait what? I’m here? Am I back? Oh yeaaaah I am BACK BABY! O-O I owe so much… what do I do!? Um uh… who is still interested?

Juniper peered down curiously from her spot in the tree, "Are you looking for something?" // Juniper to Shoji

He glanced up at the woman confused as to why she was in a tree. Her having been up there was already something he was aware of but did not thing that she would engage with him in any way. It was curious to think she interpreted his walk as him searching for something. Yet, those of this era seemed to spend more time seeking things than enjoying the world around them. His many years had taught him this lesson so their fleeting few probably made it harder to grasp.

"It seems you might be more the one seeking something than I." His golden hues glanced up at her before resuming the course he was on.

whispers-in-daydreams​:

He listened quietly as the young woman spoke.  He wondered if she knew how nice her voice was. It wasn’t grating on the ears like some women’s were. It was…almost like a melody. She ended her words like an ending note on the piano. Not abruptly stopping, but fading softly. He liked it. Kieran had actually started getting lost in her voice the more she talked. It wasn’t until he realized she had asked him a question that he had no idea half of what she’d said. “Um….” He racked his memory for bits and pieces of the melodies she’d spoken into word. “I…like cotton candy.” It wasn’t a  lie. He did have a bit of a sweet tooth. 

Stuffing his slender hands in his pockets, he glanced around. “Do you think any stalls are open yet?” He knew that most of them didn’t open for another hour yet. Most people didn’t even start showing up until the sun had begun it’s descent and the moon it’s awakening. He flushed as his stomach made a growling noise. Had he eaten yet today? There was a vague memory of something salty…maybe fries. Yeah he probably should have ate before coming here. 

Blue eyes flicked away, black boots shuffled against the grassy lawn. “Ah….maybe I’ll just come back later after everything’s set up.”

“There might be a few that are open. I’m not sure which one’s though...” Before she could answer more she was interrupted by another one of the staff of her booth. Taking the clipboard she looked over the tally. Turning the pages she then hands it back to them. “This looks to be right so I think we should be good to open soon. Just make sure to double check the coolers temps incase we need to send someone to get more ice for them.”

Looks like she was about to get busy. Checking her watch there was little less than an hour left. Was time really passing this fast since she started talking to him? She had been doing most of the talking so maybe that’s why? She shouldn’t think too much on this or she would inevitably over think things. Right now she needed to get her head on straight so that the team can get through the rush that was going to be the first hour after the first official start of the festival.

“Sorry about that. Since the owner had to step away to get something I’m the next person in charge. Anyway, seems that we are almost ready to start which means I need to get back there and heat up the cook tops. I’m happy to get your order out first, how does that sound?” Smiling brightly she rounded the small corner of the booth and was soon behind the front tables giving small instructions on starting things. Her brother came in with the last box, setting it down at the middle table before unloading the paper trays that they would be putting the orders into. He exchanged a couple words with her in regards on how to set up the front tables before finishing and moving to place out the laminated sheets of what the items were which included photos.

“Yaguchi-san should be back in the next ten minutes, but he said it’s fine to start things. He even added ramune as an extra option for customers to order.” He gave a light kick to a few boxes he had placed under the front tables. She nodded and came over, crouching to open a couple of them and cutting the plastic so that they could easily pull them out. Taking the clipboard and marker, she added the ramune option before handing it to another staff member who draw some cute icons for it which included some of the flavoring.

“There. That should do it.” She turned her attention back to Kieran. “So what was it that you wanted? Cooktops are gunna be ready any minute so I can start with whatever you might want.”

dcviated​:

“Sounds like you get your share of shy customers! Wonder how many went to the bar hoping to get some confidence to chat up with someone?” Dogi grins before letting the topic go. After all, it wasn’t as if he was averse to some company whether it was tonight or any other. But when you have goals its best to meet them before you get sidetracked. With how some of his travels went going from city to city it was far too easy to lose sight of them when there was so much to do. And look at that, as if Rose now isn’t a shining case and point. Again, as Dogi observed.. she was good at her job.

“Now just a minute. Are you busy with someone right now? Because if you’re not… I mean there’s plenty of night before it’s over and we seem to be having a conversation going already. Course I can just as well finish my drink and be on my way for another night. I ain’t trying to impose on you in any way. I know you’re trying to make good on what I did, but I’m serious when I say it’s nothing. Just out doing some good for a lady like yourself.”

“O-Oh, well I just finished with a patron so technically I am free till my next request or another hostess needs an extra hand.” To her knowledge she didn’t have any known reservations for her. This usually left for walk-ins to make the request. But if her placed one that would make it so she wasn’t available. He has packed her curiosity a bit. For such a large man, he clearly had a heart that matched. It slightly reminded her of the owner though mainly just from the physical build.

“If you’d like, there are some free tables in the other room. I cant attend to you here since hostesses aren’t allowed to be at the bar.” This was a way for them to let guests who prefer a quiet night alone to have such privacy. Just them and the bartender. So if he wanted to continue their conversation it was best to move to the other room.

“I can tell that talking more would make it a wonderful evening for me. You are very easy to converse with and I would like to thank you properly for being willing to assist me.” It was a little awkward to be offering this so directly. Usually she would let one of the servers or even the owner handle offering additional services but since the other’s seemed busy and she was already conversing with this patron, it was best to handle it herself.

Sorry for my sudden once again disappearance. I had vacation and then… covid got me in it’s clutches! I’m doing slightly better which is a good sign and it’s only been a bad head cold which for me is good. I’m going to slowly try to reply to things. Apologies once again for me constantly doing this.

Here have my dog who was offended that I accidentally sneezed on him.

She hummed lightly thinking about it. “Recommendations…” Well there was a good amount of things to do. Her both want the only good one that would be open. There were also several games that will be available along with some fun festival goods. There were a few things she enjoyed, especially as a child when she would come here with her family. Many games that she and Makoto would play but then whenever she beat him he would have thrown a fit and demand her to show him how.

Stifling the small giggle that was bubbling from such a good memory, she looked back to Kieren. “Well for starters the games can be really fun. Though I warn you that many are usually rigged. I always enjoyed channeling Makoto to see who could catch a goldfish first. It’s hard since the net paddles they give you are made of paper. Then there are the sweets only stalls. Cotton candy, candied fruits - I personally love the ones rolled in sesame seeds - and dango. There will be one that even sells some mochi and taiyaki!” Oh man talking about all these options were making her hungry. Maybe at some point she can hand over the cooking duties to the others so she herself can enjoy the sights. It would be wonderful to do that… and they did have all the other chefs here too.

“There are also wonderful stalls selling masks and toys. Since it’s also a summer festival, there will be some small fireworks and sparkles one can but as well. We used to do that by the river. It was a lot of fun watching everyone run around with them and then trying out the drop sparkles, trying to hold it as still as one can so that it doesn’t fall off and extinguishing. There’s a lot one can do.” A bright smile was on her face recounting more of her childhood. It has been a good one. Despite it all they tried their best to have as much fun as one could, even after her parent’s death. Uncle would still bring them out to enjoy festivals even if she didn’t engage as much for awhile.

“What sounds good to you? Oh I forgot to mention that the cotton candy booth makes each order in special shapes. And they are huge.”

galaxybeginnings​:

She giggled lightly at his comment on the sweets. It was one thing she had noticed of his many times ordering at the café. He would always finish with one of the many sweet options that they would have that day. There were even times he seemed to walk away with extra once he was done so that he could enjoy it at home. This was all a guess from her observation skills she was taught growing up. She hated she was overly vigilant at strange times. The times she needed to be the most, usually was when she didn’t notice a thing.

“Hm? Oh the rest is up to the others since I arrived early to have most of it to be ready by now. With my brother here they can get the last bit stocked and prepped from the van.” Motioning to a van not too far away where her twin was pulling out another crate. He was occasionally glancing at them but she ignored him. “You’re helping pass the time talking with me. Which is better than having to endlessly give out instructions multiple times like a broken record. Also I never got the chance to really thank you for all the times you have come to the café.”

Kieran glanced back at the guy unloading the van. He’d seen him around the cafe but he usually didn’t stay around long. At least not out front. So she had a brother too huh? Hers looked nicer than his. Then again, sibling relationships could always be more complicated than they appeared on the outside. 

Turning back to the pretty baker, he looked at her, confused as to why she was thanking him for coming to the cafe. “You don’t have to thank me for eating there. The food is good and the atmosphere is relaxing.” He shrugged and glanced away, feeling foolish that he even needed to explain himself. 

Waving to the rest of the fairgrounds, Kieran was quick to change the subject. He never was one for having attention on him for too long. “So…do you recommend any other booths I should try…..or avoid?”

💋💋💋💋💋 She wants kisses from her husband now please

everyone sending ‘💋’ in my inbox gets a kiss from my muse.

With their daughter at his parents, the two of them had gone off on a small vacation which they both needed. It was nice to have time alone. No interruptions. No worries. No distractions. This is what he liked. Just the two of them. With their luggage in the other room of their hotel suit, he had picked her up and carried her to their bed for the next week. He had the urge for them to just stay here. No sight seeing where there was other people. There would be crowds of tourists whom tend to annoy him.

Having gently dropped her onto the bed, he hovered over her. Pressing kisses to her neck he soon took her lips with his. Slowly he enjoyed making her get rolled up. It wasn’t too hard to do. He knew her all too well and that even with them being away she would be thinking of their daughter so right now, he was just going to make her focus on him.

As he moved her lips open with his, a large hand moved up her skirt. Her choice of almost always wearing dresses was something he enjoyed. It made taking her when they were in the mood easier. Sometimes he couldn’t get enough of her. She really has him wrapped around her so tightly - but he was so happy and willing to be. No one has ever made him feel this much for someone. Till her, he was filled with resentment, hate, distrust, and sometimes even disgust when it came to women. She had been able to get through to him and now he couldn’t see things without her around.

“Let’s make this a very enjoyable vacation, my little mouse.” His signature smirk was on his face as his steel hues danced with fire in them. It was going to be a very busy time from this moment on.

Nikki's just going to stroll up to Peter, move the book he's holding in his hands for just a moment, and plop herself in his lap. She curls up, wiggles a bit as she settles in. Her forehead rests against his neck. Soft smile plays at her lips as she breathes a content sigh. He can go back to reading now. She just wanted to cuddle.

At first he was a bit confused as to why she had to move his book but then it was clear she wanted attention. He was still learning how to be an attentive boyfriend to her who needs maybe more than the average girl? But that was just him guessing since he has never been in a relationship and only observed them via his friend’s. Now what exactly was he supposed to do here? He was a bit stunned and stiff not knowing if he should wrap an arm around her and resume reading or accept this and give her his full attention.

“Um… hi…?” Well this was a stupid reaction! What the bell was wrong with his brain. Hi? Really? That’s the best he could put together!? So much for being the smart one. “Sorry no. That was stupid.” He covered his eyes embarrassed from his idiotic reply. Why was he like this?

Closing his book after making sure to mark out, he dropped it lightly onto the floor beside them. “Is there something bothering you? Maybe the others were heckling you about… well… Us?” He want ignorant that they seemed to enjoy teasing her from time to time. Generally he ignored them because usually when there wasn’t a reaction people stopped because it was boring. Maybe he should ask them to knock it off the next time she wasn’t around. She didn’t seem to be too much of a fan of the heckling to begin with. “They are just bored, and maybe jealous?” Ryuu-kun did say that sleepiness such behaviors stemmed from those two emotions.

They were alone so she's going to smile and then flash her husband.

He had been reading a book quietly since he felt that she needed the rest. Little did he know she had plans and was ready to basically pounce yet chose to egg him on. Sensing she had shifted next to him steel grey hues looked up from the pages before him only to notice that look of her’s. Before he could say anything she had already flashed him quickly before scurrying to the other end of the bed away from him.

“Really? You going to flash and run? Now is that really a good idea little mouse~?” Smirking he closed his book, setting it down on his side table without taking his eyes off her. He easily shifted, reaching out and grabbing her ankle which was the closest to him. Gently he pulled her to him, soon with her under him who was wearing a playful smirk on his lips.

“So… are you ready for what’s to come my mouse?”

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🌹 //nikki to peter

Send a “🌹” if Your Muse thinks Mine is Beautiful/Handsome

He took the rose and poked her with it lightly. “Isn’t this supposed to be something for you and not me...? I’m just normal looking. So I think it’s better that you take it.”

enterthestratosphere​:

“Ah.. yeah, you’re probably right.”

He didn’t even notice how gloomy the sky had become. He was more focused on other things, apparently. But this day was always gloomy for him. If he’d been a little faster, a little stronger.. he wouldn’t be doing this. She’d be alive. Freya would have her mother, Cyrus would have his wife. She would…

It was his fault. He knew that. No matter how Cyrus tried to say it wasn’t, he wasn’t fast enough, strong enough.. wasn’t enough.

He didn’t say much to Keana on the rest of the trip. Having someone nearby felt like it helped.. he didn’t feel like he was shouldering all the weight alone. Maybe things were just getting easier for him. It had been 5 years at this point.. was it her, or was he getting better? He hoped it was the latter, but somehow, he doubted that.

“…What brings you around these parts anyway? There isn’t a whole lot out this way except for that cemetery..”

She kept in-step beside him as they made their way. It was fine that they weren’t talking as they walked. A lot of the time she preferred interactions like this because her job usually entailed a lot of having to keep a conversation. It was nice seeing that he wasn’t injured this time. Guess till now there seemed to always be some issue be it Daniel-san bleeding or her getting harassed. He had been very kind to her the last time they had met.

“Well... there was a small book shop not to far from where we ran into one another. I’ve been looking for something new to read...” She had plenty of books at home but they were really well read and loved that she knew the stories too well at the moment to read them once again. Something new was needed and she wasn’t feeling like borrowing from the library. At times like this she was happy to add to her collection at home, maybe with a few new books.

“Sadly I went too excited and ended up with four new books... This will at least allow me to have some time before wanting to get another one.” Softly smiling she looked around a bit. Seemed they were rather close to the cemetery. She had made a small mental note of a sign that mentioned one but she hadn’t realized it was this close.

lachrymosestorm​:

‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊ ♡ °̩̥˚̩̩̥°̩̥ ·͙̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̩̩̥·̩̩̥̩̩̥˚̩̥̩̩̩͙‧͙ °̩̥˚̩̩̥°̩̥ ♡ ‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊ While her heart ached as she relived that horrible day.. while she had confessed to her husband how horrible that abduction was.. She would much rather focus on anything else now.. All she’d do otherwise is weep and cry and that didn’t solve anything.. She sniffled as she tried to wipe away some of the tears that were flowing freely down her flushed cheeks.  “..Your eyes.. They’re purple.. with gold.. Not steel grey.. Like usual..” She admitted quietly. “It happened.. when you started getting angry..” While Akira had been mad before, he had never been this angry before… he had gotten angry for her. “..And now.. they look different..” She took out her phone and held it up, taking a picture. She had no intentions on saving it, she didn’t want to remember this day as is, but she turned to show him. “See..? Your eyes.. They’re different.” And the the shot was a close up of those purple orbs with golden flecks.. They weren’t his usual eyes.. She had no idea how this happened. “I.. I couldn’t tell you why..” Unless Akira wasn’t as human as he thought he was..

Black browns frowned as he looked at the photo she had taken. His eyes were indeed different. For them to change to such a clear purple and then the golden flecks was not something he had ever encountered before. It wasn’t as if there should be a justifiable reason for it. He didn’t really believe in other beings existing so this was unnerving. His rage was at a level that it really has never been before, even when she had been kidnapped and he was searching for her. At the time he was focused on finding her and those who had taken her from him.

What should he do about this? If it stuck around there was no way he could simply go to work. The colors were too drastically different to play it off and he wasn’t one to wear contacts. That was clearly out of the choices he had leaving that he needed to possibly work from home... Then there was the factor of Koraku - though he was the person he trusted with any information. This changed his raging headache to one fueled with frustration that he had no idea how to deal with this change.

“I can’t tell you why this is happening either... It’s not like rage is something that can cause physical change like this. It’s one thing for veins enlarging but this... this is not normal.” Well when could he really say that he was normal in the common sense. He was a man that had pre-maturely needing to have adult responsibilities to now being the temporary CEO of one of the top company empires.

Frustrated with himself and this new discovery he tasked himself to wipe away the last traces of her tears before offering her a handkerchief so she could blow her nose if needed. Guess he had the habit of doing so with their daughter. “How about now...? Are they back to normal?” His anger had slightly subsided but it hadn’t changed anything yet. Right now he needed to rely on her to keep him updated because he would have to be staring into a mirror which would take the attention he needed to have on her right now.

🌹 // Daniel @ Keana

Send a “🌹” if Your Muse thinks Mine is Beautiful/Handsome

“Thank you... though I’m pretty sure I just have only slightly above average looks.” With her line of work there was at least some level of beauty. It was hard to see that she was in a certain class of beauty that did turn heads when she was out, but her mind was always pre-occupied with the latest book she was reading.

Darkness and/or Kiss, muse(s) of your choice!

(I can’t help but add more to the layers of Peter xD)

It was getting so hard to handle the stress and demands of the job these days. He was struggling more and more which was rare for him. Usually he was at least able to bury some of the anxieties that rose up by either spending time alone or with his animals along with his oba-san. Yet this time none of that worked. Why did this have to surface? He was doing so much better these days. It was getting to the point that it was beginning to affect the other members of the group. Thankfully they understood most of it and were just worried about him. It was more the management and the heads that were beginning to lose sympathy for him.

Due to the efforts of his groupmates, they had gotten a chance for him to get a few weeks off work. So here he was back at his oba-san’s house, in the room she had kept clean for whenever he needed it. Both his black lab and cat were with him. They were seen as a strange trio, yet it solidified that there was nothing better than an animals love. No strings, little expectations, and always reliable. This was some of what he was seeking.

Quietly he stayed curled up with his pets trying to just drown out the thoughts and urges he was struggling with. Just focus on petting them and enjoying their warmth. He was ignoring the notifications vibrating from his phone. They were just something he couldn’t deal with right now. There were some snacks that his oba-san left on the small low table in his room. Thankfully his pets were well behaved so even if he fell asleep they wouldn’t be helping themselves to the snacks of his.

He did slowly drift in and out of sleep until there was a small knock on his door. This woke him enough to get up. Still groggy he shuffled over to the door after moving Roh the cat who was curled up next to him. Opening the door he stared almost blankly at Sonia. It took a moment for his disheveled brain to processed what he was currently seeing. It matched his dark brown hair which was standing up at odd angles. Finally blinking a few more times his emerald hues showed that it finally registered she was there.

“W-what are you doing here…?” She had an odd look on her face but he could tell she was worried. Wait did she misunderstand his leave as something else? Did she think that their small argument due to the whole dancing thing resurfaced? No no no, it was highly unlikely to be the case since they did talk it over at the ball a few months ago. Things had been good between them. Yeah he was awkward, but thankfully that was always the case. She hadn’t seemed to put two and two together about how he actually really enjoyed being around her in more than a friend way.

“Oh uh… c-come in.” Shifting he let her into his room. Thank god his oba-san made sure he hadn’t turned it into a chaotic book covered room with clothes mixed into the mess. She had quietly picked up behind him leaving it presentable. “So um… why are you here…?” He felt bashful about this now. Emerald hues watched as she seemed to take the room in. It was one that was clearly an animal and bookworms bedroom with countless books and then animal items for his pets in clear view. There were some photos of him and his friends, oba-san and of course Roh and Kuro.

Taking a moment he finally sat on the floor next to his bed. She mentioned having sent him several messages over the past couple of days and having gotten worried from his lack of replies. Apparently Ryu-kun had told her he hadn’t been doing well and took some vacation time to try and recuperate. Dang it… sometimes he really didn’t appreciate that his best friend was so comfortable snitching on him. Yet, there was also a part of him that was happy she had taken the time to stop and check on him. He could clearly see how worried she was. Maybe he should come clean about things… Their small talk at that dance was stuck on his mind. The reasons for him always being quiet. The fears he had because of those reasons and why crowds weren’t something he was fond of.

Once again he fell silent collecting his thoughts some more. “…sorry I worried you… Something happened and I… I couldn’t handle it.” It was hard to stop the shaking he was dealing with. Clenching his jaw he decided it was easier to just stare at his rug. At this point Roh was rubbing against the back of his head from atop the bed. Kuro had jumped off the bed to lay against his free side, making sure he was petting him It helped a bit.

“…back at the dance… I told you that I’m not good with my words. That I prefer to stay silent… I wasn’t always here with my oba-san caring for me. She found me at 13 in an orphanage after years of searching thanks to a cryptic message from my father. My parents didn’t want me, so when I was one they left me. Oba-san didn’t know I existed, and when she found out he didn’t tell her where I was. Took her three years to finally find the place since he waited till I was ten.” Taking a slow breath he picked at the carpet fibers. This was hard. She wasn’t going to look at him the same… just that he was broken.

“Growing up people weren’t kind. The grown-ups barely cared for us except for the rare few. They didn’t stick around long though. As for the other kids… you could say that because of the borderline neglect, took it out on one another. Some even took it so far as animals. I couldn’t stand that so I got involved and tried to stop them. Tried telling adults. Got into a lot of fights but always ended up being me who got the blame so… they punished me. I-I still have the scars.” His voice shook saying this. The marks were indeed still there. He was thankful that his group tended to be in long pants or long board shorts. Nothing to allow the markings to show.

“I got a letter two weeks ago… it was from my father. He was saying how he didn’t know I existed. That he only found out recently after having reconnected with my mother. Stated she acted like it was nothing. That he didn’t think he could be a proper father after all these years… that he was sorry to have failed.” He buried his face into his arm away from her. “Seems I’m still not good enough. And then… she sent a letter. Saying how she had no choice, that she regretted it, how she wanted to see me in person after having seen me with the group. You can guess how confused I was. After all these years… they send me letters.” This was so painful. Being this vulnerable was against his nature. All those years trying to survive feeling alone and that the world was against him. He had finally found his place and now with two simple letters his life was thrown out of place again.

“I’m sorry… I know I’m broken… This only made it all worse, because they showed up at the last meet and greet event. I-I couldn’t speak. Just got up and left which made the manager furious.” Ryu had to interfered since he had been the only one to know why he reacted the way he did. His mother had sent a photo of herself with him as a baby along with her letter. When she showed up it was clear the man she was with was his father. His oba-san hadn’t hid all the photos of her son well because it wasn’t long before Peter found some after finally feeling like her house was his. “Ryu-kun had to tell the basics to my manager… I just couldn’t handle it anymore. They knew now and the look… I just…” Words finally failed him. He was weak and emotionally raw. The silence from her was expected because it was a lot to process.