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[personal profile] ciao 2019-12-15 06:31 am (UTC)(link)
[ fifteen minutes it is! as mista is scanning about he may catch sight of a nice little picnic set up, with wine glasses and all. and close to that setup is the would-be nation, chatting with some prismal happily and waving as she begins to break away ]

Sayonara~ We can meet up for lunch next week and go over things a little more!

[ it probably came off as a little flirty, but it was just business as per usual. mista was more than likely staring and that would be enough to get italy's attention to wave him over ]

Ah! Ciao, cia~o~!
doreimi: (HUGS ♡ it just takes some time)

[personal profile] doreimi 2019-12-15 08:47 pm (UTC)(link)
It's...a little bit scary, you know? Just because, if that hadn't happened, then I probably wouldn't be here right now, and I wouldn't have met you or anyone...and I'm glad I'm here and I'm glad I did but...

[She hesitates, making a soft noise of approval as she feels his fingers card through her hair.]

I'm afraid of where that leads. I can't keep going and say "I'm glad it happened", that's horrible. So I just get mixed up...

[She sighs.]

...Because I can't wish to be the person I would've been if it hadn't happened, you know? Because I don't know anything about her. But you know what that's like, right? Something big happened in your life, something life-changing, and it went one way but you're always left thinking, what if it didn't? What if it'd been the other thing?
doreimi: (HAPPY ♡ and the ghosts in the attic)

[personal profile] doreimi 2019-12-16 01:04 am (UTC)(link)
I'm glad it wasn't the other things for you, either...

[She stays burrowed against him a little longer, but then eventually draws back from his shoulder far enough that she can look him in the eyes. It's easy to make jokes with Abbacchio about the mafia, to laugh when he says he's a thug and not a robin hood, but hearing Mista say something like "still in prison" brings the whole thing a new sense of clarity.

If something hadn't happened for Mista, he would've been in prison, or dead. Prison isn't so far off from what happened to her, either — the isolation, the inability to leave, the frustration at the circumstances that aligned to bring her there. Mista could've suffered like that, too, but for something that prevented it. The thought makes her shiver a little, as she raises a hand to rest soft against his cheek.]


I wouldn't like my life here nearly as much if you weren't a part of it.
doreimi: (STARS ♡ now i just need some joes)

[personal profile] doreimi 2019-12-16 01:42 am (UTC)(link)
Mm...

[It's sort of fun (and maybe a little mean) to watch the color rise to Mista's cheeks the way that it does when he starts to get flustered. But her intent really isn't to fluster him, and the more that she mulls over it (what's happening, what he says, how he stammers, how he looks), the more she decides to just...]

Hey, Mista.

[...be daring.]

If I promised that you didn't have to be flustered right now...that it was okay, no matter what...what would you do?
doreimi: (DOKI ♡ that bishie thinks i'm kawaiidesu)

[personal profile] doreimi 2019-12-16 02:02 am (UTC)(link)
I just mean...when you pulled me out of the spring a few months ago, you were really confident, you know? I was scared, and probably you were too, but...you were so calm and steady about it. And I really...I really liked that.

[She settles down again, hand slipping from his cheek as she opts to curl against him again, tucking her head back down against his shoulder.]

I'm sorry if I make you nervous. I don't mean to.
doreimi: (CUDDLE ♡ soundtrack by carly rae jepsen)

[personal profile] doreimi 2019-12-16 02:34 am (UTC)(link)
It really doesn't sound stupid at all.

[She breathes in slowly, like a reverse sigh, when she feels his fingers skim over her back. It's a little unusual to feel direct contact there, still; normally there are at least a few layers of fabric in-between, but it's not bad, just different. It's nice to have a memory attached to them that isn't just the terror and pain of a knife. Now, along with it, she'll have the memory of Mista's fingers tracing slowly around the edges, learning the patterns they make by touch alone.]

And it's definitely not stupid to ask. I'm not saying you should just think of me as somebody to practice on, but...

[That thought actually does get a little laugh out of her, a rumble of a chuckle that she presses against his neck.]

Nobody starts out just knowing what to do, you know? I sure didn't. You want to hear about all the dumb things I did to try to impress a boy I liked back when I was alive? I could tell you so many stories.

I guess what I'm saying is...you're not going to mess it up. Not with me. So if that's something that's making you nervous, don't be.
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[personal profile] penpoint 2019-12-16 05:02 am (UTC)(link)
A theme? Not strictly speaking. I'm going to keep it pretty straightforward since I'm mostly concerned that the right people and food are there.
doreimi: (SUN ♡ now that's what i call existence)

[personal profile] doreimi 2019-12-17 02:18 am (UTC)(link)
Oh, come on. How about the time there was this boy who I'd heard only liked tall girls, so I started wearing platform shoes all the time? I thought I was sooooo smart, pulling that off, but then I just kept tripping over my own feet all the time — and it turned out he didn't even care whether a girl was tall anyway!

[She rubs her cheek against his shoulder, affectionate and nuzzling in an almost catlike way. It's Cordis, and her scent is starting to permeate the air along with her lightening mood, lending the faint tang of citrus to the surrounding vicinity.]

You really think you'd freak me out, huh...well, okay. How? What do you think would scare me so bad?
ciao: (Then nothing's feeling like it used to)

[personal profile] ciao 2019-12-17 09:22 am (UTC)(link)
[ once mista was close enough italy didn't hesitate to go for that hug and kiss on each cheek before pulling away with a laugh and looking over the setup as well ]

Really? How long should it take...? I start cooking and baking early in the day, I even had time to make strawberries with ricotta and pistachios--it really is a delightful treat, the grand marnier really brings out a certain flavour in the strawberries as well as the ricotta.
doreimi: (PROFILE ♡ my bro your aesthetic is shit)

[personal profile] doreimi 2019-12-18 01:09 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah...that's Cordis for you. I don't really mind much, I guess. It smells nice to me, too, but I get used to it after a while.

[Still. She'd be doing him a disservice, she realizes gradually, if she were to just brush off his concerns and reassure him blindly that she doesn't believe something like that would ever happen. He would know himself best, after all. Right? So to ignore him, and not listen to what he's trying to tell her...

No. She's got to think about it, and really think about it, before she even starts to think about answering him. That's the only right way to go about it.

So when she speaks, she speaks carefully.]


I don't think you're the sort of person who could ignore someone telling you to stop. I don't think even Sanguis could make you that sort of person. But if I try to tell you to ignore those feelings you're having, or talk you out of them...then in a way, I'm the one ignoring someone telling me to stop, aren't I? So I get it. I'm not going to try to push you.

[...]

But just the same, if you want to kiss me, you can.
doreimi: (WARM ♡ like sunshine soft as a sigh)

[personal profile] doreimi 2019-12-19 04:37 am (UTC)(link)
[She loves it, secretly, when boys do that — just lightly tap beneath her chin, lift her face up. It's such a small and subtle thing, but there's something so sweetly romantic about it that she can't help but enjoy it, whenever it happens.

Her expression is soft as she looks at Mista, as his admission washes over her like warm sunlight. She's smiling without even realizing it, charmed by his frank, genuine nature and his gentle honesty, and as he leans in to press his kisses against her forehead and nose, she lets her eyes fall shut, relishing the feeling of it.]


You're awfully nice to me, Guido Mista.

[She laughs softly; it's a sweet, easy sound.]

Are you sure I deserve how nice you are to me?
nipzips: (hey bitch)

wow this got lost

[personal profile] nipzips 2019-12-19 07:32 am (UTC)(link)
[ Josuke watches the little pistols attentively too, feeling proud about this little idea he had. When Mista's hand comes squeezing him on the shoulder, he rests his hand on Mista's. ]

No problem, man. I just ... hoped it might cheer you up. [ And it does look like it did, if only for this moment right now. ] They're really going for it, huh? They're a lot like hyperactive kids. How do you keep them in line?

[ It feels like having a babysitting gig 24/7 that you don't get paid for. ]
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[personal profile] penpoint 2019-12-19 02:56 pm (UTC)(link)
Abbacchio. He recommended you and Josuke, but I had already spoken to Josuke.

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