Whom would be your top three hands to hold?
"No one."
nephytale asked:
"Neee Kuma! ~ Do you think you can cook me something sweet to eat? I need sugar in my system! Please..." -Kosei
She was gazing at him for 30 seconds before she turned and walked to the kitched, swapping her usual gloves to the cooking gloveless ones.
𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 (2021) 𝘦𝘱𝘴 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴.
feel free to adjust to your liking. please read with caution.
𝘛𝘏𝘌 𝘖𝘙𝘋𝘌𝘈𝘓. ‘ happy new years. ’ ‘ thanks for watching (name). ’ ‘ we just need some alone time. ’ ‘ i am so pissed at you! ’ ‘ can i at least give him a shirt, please? ’ ‘ i would love a shirt. ’ ‘ he is freezing; can i at least give him my jacket? ’ ‘ before we begin, let me remind you; you don’t know these people. ’ ‘ stick with me & i’ll guide you. ’ ‘ i was born to sew stitches. ’ ‘ are you scared? ’ ‘ yeah, baby, i’m scared as fuck. ’ ‘ i can’t survive too many days with your sister. ’ ‘ he says we’re sorry. ’ ‘ very passionate about apologies in our family. ’ ‘ yeah. if (name) can try not to fuck someone long enough to lift a box. ’ ‘ he’s not a myth, he’s just a ho. ’ ‘ i love you. ’ ‘ i hear you was talkin’ shit the other night. ’ ‘ figured i’d surprise you. ’ ‘ nothing the fuck is up, (name). ’ ‘ (name). why are you like this? ’ ‘ no one cares about brooklyn, (name)! ’ ‘ a lockbox are i & he. ’ ‘ we built a church of truth with rough tongues & hid the gun from company. ’ ‘ we just built ourselves a temple from the ruins we grew up in & now the rug’s pulled free. ’
𝘚𝘔𝘈𝘚𝘏𝘓𝘌𝘠 𝘙𝘖𝘚𝘌. ‘ welcome back to the ordeal. ’ ‘ i know something i’m not allowed to feel. ’ ‘ i hold onto him like it ain’t real. ’ ‘ everyone is about to go into shock & i have to try to not. ’ ‘ when will he be out? ’ ‘ will he be out? ’ ‘ there are hundreds of better ways to handle this. ’ ‘ (name), breathe. ’ ‘ you’re spinning. ’ ‘ okay, can we stop? ’ ‘ we are not telling (name). ’ ‘ maybe we can rebrand hell a little bit. ’ ‘ we will tell our kid on our own time. ’ ‘ what the fuck? ’ ‘ i have to go to work. ’ ‘ take a fucking day off or something. ’ ‘ it’s okay to let it out. ’ ‘ i have nothing to let out! ’ ‘ can he go across the street for me & grab my burrito? ’ ‘ that was fucking weird. ’ ‘ your accent’s shit, by the way. ’ ‘ know your fucking place. ’ ‘ while we sit & rot, they rest & reset. ’ ‘ why y’all get to live so free? ’ ‘ why shit only happen to me? ’ ‘ you fix some shit you didn’t break! ’
𝘛𝘏𝘌 𝘙𝘜𝘓𝘌 𝘖𝘍 𝘛𝘏𝘙𝘌𝘌. ‘ you can wear anything of mine if you want. ’ ‘ (name), he not in trouble? ’ ‘ some healthy fear should do the rest. ’ ‘ good luck on your interview. ’ ‘ shut the fuck up. ’ ‘ buy me some new shit. ’ ‘ i hope you just judo chopped him on the neck. ’ ‘ you know i hate violence. ’ ‘ it’s not that different now. ’ ‘ does he know where i am yet? ’ ‘ i really don’t wanna talk about this, babe. ’ ‘ let me direct traffic for a hot second. ’ ‘ well i can cook you your last meal cuz you about to die. ’ ‘ you just need to apologize. ’ ‘ pleading guilty is terrible legal advice. ’ ‘ don’t admit to shit, kid. ’ ‘ my sweet one needs some cover from how the corners bend. ’ ‘ kids round here need thicker skin to win. ’ ‘ when the good kids go bad, how do you get them good again? ’ ‘ it’s like a spanking of the face. ’ ‘ nobody really knows how much it escalated, but that shit hurts like a motherfucker. ’ ‘ nobody said hitting. ’ ‘ my man, you good? ’ ‘ you gonna need more glitter for this sign. ’ ‘ i also have crippling anxiety & commitment issues. ’ ‘ sorry to hear that. ’
𝘛𝘏𝘌 𝘍𝘖𝘜𝘙 𝘏𝘜𝘚𝘛𝘓𝘈𝘛𝘌𝘌𝘙𝘚. ‘ you got slapped in the fucking face? ’ ‘ visitation is cancelled. ’ ‘ why don’t you tell me ‘bout yourself? ’ ‘ you wanna talk about your visit? ’ ‘ i’m just gonna be happy not being clear on what that is. ’ ‘ we can do whatever we want. ’ ‘ you want help finding something? ’ ‘ man, i need to smoke. ’ ‘ oh, so y’all got like a whole little system here. ’ ‘ this is hella impressive! ’ ‘ you were ‘cuddling’ for the whole house to hear. ’ ‘ shit is just different now, i guess. ’ ‘ you kids were too dumb to pay attention. ’ ‘ welcome to being the old rebels. ’ ‘ what’s complicating it? ’ ‘ only one of those is real. ’ ‘ just say it back! ’ ‘ let me be bougie! ’ ‘ it’s all i got. ’ ‘ seen you mad at him for all kinds of things. ’ ‘ not my business but i noticed. ’ ‘ your mother was a wonderful woman. ’ ‘ you can talk to me about whatever. ’ ‘ what you got for me? ’ ‘ you was gone for five years. ’ ‘ that’s not real. ’
𝘉𝘌𝘈𝘊𝘏𝘌𝘚 𝘉𝘌 𝘛𝘙𝘐𝘗𝘗𝘐𝘕’. ‘ i am waiting to be hated. ’ ‘ i don’t have the heart or mind to tell him it ain’t the time. ’ ‘ monsters ain’t under the bed. ’ ‘ i wanna duck & hide. ’ ‘ i’m not the one to leave a motherfucker up & dried. ’ ‘ i guess today’s the day loyalty died. ’ ‘ here i am all doey eyed. ’ ‘ what kinda dope am i? the broken kind? ’ ‘ throw me a bone or a sign ‘cause i’m going blind. ’ ‘ that clock ain’t slowin’. ’ ‘ i’m probably overtime. ’ ‘ i got a lot going on up there. ’ ‘ don’t think that door is safe to open right now. ’ ‘ you gotta let that door fly open. ’ ‘ hey, what the fuck is all of this? ’ ‘ wearing pants in the house is stupid. ’ ‘ i want to feel free at home. ’ ‘ she’s always talkin’ some shit! ’ ‘ i need to trip so i can stop trippin’. ’ ‘ i need your positive vibes. ’ ‘ i remember my life has been ripped from me. ’ ‘ i get a few quick moments where i forget. ’ ‘ it’s my job to give it to him. ’ ‘ what if this breaks us? ’ ‘ i wish i could handle this on my own. ’ ‘ i need him right now. ’
“A plant, huh? Didn’t know you had someone in your life.” A simple deduction- She cared enough about the plant to find the right soil, which probably meant someone she cares about gave it to her. Unless Kuma found herself an affinity for gardening, which is even more unlikely.
It also reminded him of that time Nico Robin kept littering his office with flowers. Petunias, mostly. He’d dried them all up to make a point. Do not litter my office, or something like that.
“I can’t really be of help in that matter, I’m afraid. Plants tend to die around me.”
If she could, Kuma would be frowning right now. But she can’t so all he got was just a bland look. He was jumping to conclusions too soon.
“That’s a bold assumption. I don’t have friends.”
Simple as that. Crocodile should know that people like them weren’t exactly a friend material. Did he even have friends?
“You may not be familiar with plants. How about soil? I thought sand was something similar. Maybe if you had cacti, you would be able to not kill them.”
"Look what I found!" Emil held up a mug shaped like a teddy bear. If she was to trust the salesperson, it was coloured like a panda and considering a bamboo shaped ceramic spoon in its paws, Emil was inclined to believe that.
Kuma stared at her for the moment. Emil tended to pop by with gifts sometimes and this time it wasn't a plant. Assuming it was a gift at all.
"It looks nice. What are you going to do with it?"
Guy on the cover is average, but she wants to read it.
“I’ve been alright. I had some unfinished business I had to attend to, but now that it’s dealt with, I managed to return. I’m surprised you even care.” She probably didn’t, to be honest. She was pretty factual, so Crocodile was certain she said that because she noticed his absence. He doesn’t actually think she cared much.
Which was all fine and dandy by him. Caring was bothersome, after all.
“Do you have business in town?”
For Kuma caring was something between the rainbow and unicorns, but she was still more human than other people. She wasn’t caring now, it was only a small talk – stuff she had learnt from books.
“I’m looking for soil. I got a fern recently and I requires a specific type of it.”
There was something in her voice that suggested she wasn’t completely indifferent about the fact of receiving a plant, but maybe it was just his imagination.
@askku-chan said: “I have a built-in weapon system. Would you like me to show you?”
“Yes.” Emil nodded, bobbing on her feet. “Yes, please. Should I go find some practice targets?” She trotted away only to return straight back. “Are those like guns weapon systems or blades? Or both?” Either way, would there be explosions?
Kuma looked at her as if not sure what the other asked about. Maybe calling it weapons wasn’t the best idea. “Do lasers count as weapon?” Either way, they weren’t as half as spectacular as those air bubbles, exploding upon touching stuff.
"Those are for you." Emil handed Kuma a pair of teacups big enough to be normal in her hands. From what the salesperson told Emil - they had pretty floral patterns, full of pinks and greens.
“This is very kind of you.” She didn’t need that many teacups, but the floral patterns were nice. They will look weird among snow-white mugs, but she will find a place for them.
Sympathy is what makes you human.