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What is your Cosmos Persona?
"Hn, well it's mostly correct..." Ah, now if only she'd gotten to pet one of those cats...
Tagged by: @midnightactual
Tagging: Whoever hasn't, I haven't really been able to pay attention to dash this week.
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#Time to get cracking#lets see how many of these i can bust out today#ooc || the bee sting of etiquette
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Ideas for a date! (x)
uraharashouten asked:
"Ah, you're back!~" It was always a joy to see Soi Fon, even though he suspected the feeling had never been mutual. But as long as she'd come this far, Kisuke reasoned, why not at the least attempt to offer an enjoyable experience in the pleasure of his company? "While you're in town, would you accompany me on a round of mini-golf? What better way to pass a few idle hours than putting little balls in holes in the most indirect and convoluted ways possible? —Let's see who might be the first to manage a... [ HOLE IN ONE ]! "
"I needed something to do for the weekend," Soifon stepped into the Shouten, arms folded at her chest. She peered around the ever-changing assortment of 'products' as she passed before stopping just a few feet from the straw-haired blond.
"Mini…golf?" Slated orbs finally shifted, turning their full, albeit, befuddled gaze onto the shopkeep, "Sounds like a waste of time,"
Luckily, she had plenty to waste right now, being thrust from her quarters for the weekend at the behest of her Lieutenant and partner. No doubt the pair were planning something, one claiming renovations and the other insistent on her having a reprieve from work. That said, she didn't have the energy to argue with either, so perhaps a break was just what she needed. She could deal with whatever they'd gotten up to after.
I suppose I can humor you, for now, and providing this isn't some trick."
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Soifon glanced to one side, before pivoting her head in that same direction, looking Andi over once before dismissively turning her head forwards again.
"Not quite. I'd much rather something do than nap, or spend another afternoon pacing the streets." She could train but, between that and the bureaucracy of paperwork, that's all she ever seemed to do anymore. It was getting dull.
After a stretch, Soifon dropped her arms down, letting them fold at her chest. Things were quiet these days... Too quiet. She'd grown bored.
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[ From Bambietta/@obsidiennes ]
Although the morning of Shaoling's birthday had gone largely as usual besides a fancier breakfast, later in the day Bambietta had prepared several gifts and presents, all waiting within her lovely Captain's quarters: there was a German chocolate cake in the shape of a kitty's paw, a fancy torsion pendulum clock for her desk at work, an assortment of crystal cat figurines for the same, some toys for Yū… and a racy set of lingerie in black for her darling girlfriend, lovingly wrapped.
When everything was ready just so, Bambietta would put her plans into motion by sending her birthday girl a candid photo of herself wearing a matching outfit in white, with text added to it reading, "Happy birthday, Shaoling! I got you some cake! Wish you were here~"
Though the day had started well enough, Soifon was soon bombarded by strainious amounts of work, not even field work just piles and piles of dull paperwork. Although, she did have the occasional break and rest when visitors came by to address other matters or offer their own gifts for the day. Overall, it seemed like her actual work had been triplied.
The hours were not passing swiftly either. They dragged on and on. Seconds felt like minutes, and minutes, like hours. All in all, it made the day all the more tedious. By lunch, she had already considered just leaving for the day, spending it under the covers of her bedsheets or the warmth of her kotatsu, but all that would do was ensure an even larger workload tommorrow. It was far better to just get through the slag of today than add onto the next.
That was the plan anyways. It wasn't too awfully long before dinner time when Soifon recieved a text. Her eyes casting a cursory glance to her phone, enough to catch Bambietta's name, lovingly denoted with an image of a deer, pop up. That alone ripped her away from the piles of paper on her desk. She grasped the phone, clicking through several buttons till she came upon their name again, opening the text and….
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She slammed the phone screen down, her fingers still lingering, cusped tight along the edges. She covered her face with her other hand, though ink-stained, she didn't care nor notice it. After a minute, she shot up out of her chair and promptly shoved her phone into her coat, marching out of the office after without so much a word to her Lieutenant.
She was going home.
Right. Now!
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PLATONIC HEADCANON GAME !
send me a 🩵 and i'll answer the following regarding our muses' platonic relationship! if you can't see the emoji, send 'light blue heart'!
who curses more?
who is more patient?
who does the driving?
who is louder? who is quieter?
who is more physically affectionate?
who is more likely to tease the other?
who is better with time management?
who wins the arm wrestling matches?
who controls the music in the car ride?
who covers dinner when they order in?
who is more outgoing? who is more shy?
who has the more outlandish fashion sense?
who starts the tickle fights? who ends them?
who has the darker/more "edgy" sense of humor?
who is more competitive when it comes to games?
who has the bigger appetite? the bigger sweet tooth?
who is more likely to get in a confrontation in public?
who hosts the parties/hangouts? who organizes them?
who is better at cooking? do they ever cook for each other?
who is more likely to engage in dangerous and/or illegal behavior?
who is more likely to notice when something is wrong with the other?
who does the talking in public settings (i.e. to the waiter at a restaurant)?
who is more likely to extend a helping hand & provide emotional support?
who is the bigger prankster? do they get the last laugh or do they suffer for it?
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Sylvia Plath, from The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
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Me writing a scene with two or more people of the same gender and trying not to get the readers confused, while also trying not to overuse the characters' names or epithets
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Carl Phillips, from “The Enchanted Bluff”, Then the War: And Selected Poems, 2007-2020
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Can I manage 7 more today? We'll see-
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Anonymous said:
Kicking down the door armed with a t-shirt cannon. “Happy Valentine’s Day! Soi-Fon you are stunning and delightful!!!” Firing the cannon instead of shirts, a bouquet of flowers gentle lands in their arms. Turning towards the mun I fire flowers towards them as well. “And so are you mun! Have a great day!!!”
There was a notable jump from the Captain as that foot burst from her office door, followed shortly by the boom of a cannon, er, t-shirt...cannon? She blinked, a look of pure confusion screwing her features together. The flowers, or what was left of them, sprinkled the office in petals and bits of stem and core.
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burdenedreverence asked:
'I'm aware, we haven't spoken much since my return. But I remember, fondly, my early years in the Gotei. To include you.
Happy Birthday, Soi Fon.
With Warm Regards, D.E. Hayden.'
With the card is left a gifted wrapped boxed, with wrapping paper suspiciously that of a certain Urahara brand. In the box is a simple plush cat toy, with an oversized smile.
Soifon stared at the card for a long while, her eyes glowering, almost boring holes into the box so purposely decorated with that....that white and green theme. She hadn't seen the gift itself just yet but given the obvious sources.... She was hesitate to even peek.
After another minute passed she finally gathered herself up enough to pluck the tacky papers out, only to find a rather delightful surprise buried inside!
Perhaps she could learn give Hayden a bit more credit where it was do, since, aside from the smile, the cat plush was cute. It would make a fine addition to her ever growing collection.
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@symbioteburnout said:
"I don't know what music you like, but I know cats are a safe bet with you." Andi offers the shinigami a box, containing kitty pajamas, complete with a hood that has cat ears and a detachable tail. "Happy birthday!" Soifon would also feel something brushing up against her leg, it's a little tuxedo cat. "Oh hey, that's our store's cat, Clapton."
Soifon briefly looked the box over then looked back to Andy, a brow ticking up some as she pulled out the detachable tail.
"Perhaps I am behind times but, this seems like it could be a questionable gift," The pajamas were cute she'd admit, but the attachments, well, questionable was being generous. Her attention didn't linger long, however, as she felt the brush against her leg. A cat! Prior concerns were immediantly dashed away and she dropped to a crouch offering her hand to the feline before stroking its head.
"Clapton...?"
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Hanif Abdurraqib, A Little Devil in America: Notes in Praise of Black Performance
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I gave up the name Shaolin Fon and took the name Soi Fon.
Happy Birthday Soi Fon! 🐝 [2.11]
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Hanif Abdurraqib, A Little Devil in America: Notes in Praise of Black Performance
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