Hi.

I’ve been away from this blog for a very long time, I know. The reason being my faulty internet that shorts out every ten minutes. However, I still consider that no excuse as I can get internet elsewhere. I figured that last part out about two weeks after I stopped being active on here. But, on my time off, I realized that I felt freer and more alive without being attached to the computer. As many of you know, there’s a lot of people who hate me on here. I am so happy to live free of anxiety of whether or not I’ll do something wrong again. I’m happy to live not worrying whether someone hates me or not before I’ve interacted/followed with them. I still have a muse for Nonon, she follows me everywhere I go. However, I am afraid to say that as of now, I’m reevaluating my presence here. I’ll be putting this blog on indefinite hiatus … I don’t know whether I should come back or not or whether I would be welcome. If you need me, I’ll be available on skype at nofragrance_11. I still roleplay - just not on here, at least for now.

( @philharmxnic )

      Well there was someone he never expected to run into again! None other than what he would dub as the ‘annoying conductor.’ Although she wouldn’t be considered such a thing now–but wow! She hasn’t changed much in under the decade on Earth he’s been gone. What seems like nearly a thousand years, wasn’t even a decade on Earth. Perhaps she would remember him? 

       “NONON! Hey! It’s me! Senketsu!” 

                       ❝Sorry, I can’t hear you.                         You’re clothing and I’m not~ ❞

She’s being facetious, allowing him to believe, for a couple of seconds, that she really doesn’t remember the kamui that caused her grief and strive. Well technically it was partially Ryuko’s doing, but it was his too! And although she similarly thought of him as annoying, she couldn’t help but develop a fondness towards him. It was more of he could be annoying rather than he was annoying. She scrolled through several songs on her playlist while waiting for him to figure it out. However, she soon decided to give up the joke and leaned backwards over the seat to look at him with a toothy grin that was giggling. 

  Burmecian eyes stare blankly, the moving picture never heard nor seen, but best keep this admission to herself, lest the girl has yet another piece of information to use against her. So she stands,

      Elegance and grace

                      in ever S T E P,

       once she comes toward the counter, waving a claw to a worker. Her voice is silent, but the face of the worker states enough proof, his eyes bulged and jaw dropped.

    “DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH THAT COSTS?!”

   Freya turns a finger to Nonon. “Tell that to her.”

Nonon holds herself back in indignation, her eyes rolling to the back of her head like that one time your father told a horrible dad joke. She sighs both outwardly and internally, wondering what she has done to deserve such a life surrounded by “poor people.” Poor people....  yep. Also known as people who aren’t rich, i.e, her. 

                       ❝Oh don’t be so grumpy,                        it’s not that much.                        You’re curious, aren’t you?❞

She stands on her tiptoes, her small body trying to size up to the other in an attempt to analyze any trace of desire. After coming up with inconclusive analysis, she shrugs and walks up to the counter. Holding out several large bills and waving them at the worker, she plainly asks, 

                       ❝Is this enough?❞

@philharmxnic

   “You say another word on how much better Italy’s ‘gillato’s’ are, I will request we buy all the flavors, and I will make you pay for them.”

                       ❝It’s not my fault                         you’ve been living                         under a rock! As I’ve                         said before, you haven’t lived                         til you’ve had these things.                         They’re better than                         Pitch Perfect 2 and I                         watch that movie religiously.❞

HOW DO I ORDER ONE

@of-ocs-and-canons

                        ❝I SAID SHUT UP!❞

Her voice is even slightly above her normal pitch as she says this. Continuing to growl and without thinking, she walks over to Junko and pulls her down by her hair, sparing no ounce of her strength and then kisses her on the lips.