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Hitomi crouches down behind Sayaka and steals her panties. "Ooh, what a cute pair~"

Tue, 09 Apr 2013 22:16:00 -0400

“H-hey!”

"Sayaka-chan, I'm cold, may I warm them with your breasts?"

Tue, 09 Apr 2013 22:13:30 -0400

Lights and Sounds [Pocky-and-blood]

Mon, 08 Apr 2013 09:16:00 -0400

fishmaestro:

It wasn’t as if Sayaka hadn’t expected to run into the redhead here out of all places. One thing the swordsman had figured out whilst knowing Kyouko were some of the spots she would often hand about. Thankfully, her assumption that she would meet up with her here was correct. However, she had once more gotten distracted just thinking about the girl a few feet away from her before she ended up right then and there in her face.

Still, she said nothing but merely jumped at the sudden voice. A small but noticeable shiver ran through her body at the feeling of the lancer’s warm breath against her cheek. “Hm?” Sayaka brushed the feeling away as she moved away slightly but kept her gaze elsewhere.

“I don’t really know to be completely honest.” That was bullshit and they both knew it. “Something told me to come over here. So, I did. And what exactly are you doing here?”

Kyouko hummed lightly at her words. Sayaka wasn’t a very good liar to begin with, and she didn’t like that she was at all. Oh well. It was early in the day, and she wouldn’t push it. But it was still slightly bothersome. Had Sayaka been expecting her? It seemed that way. Giving a small smile regardless, she stepped to the side a bit.

“I was lookin’ for you,” She said, almost as if Sayaka should’ve known that. Well, with Kyouko, there weren’t that many things that she did that didn’t involve the blue-haired girl. “But, anyway, that don’t matter or nothin’. If ya don’t know what ya were doin’ here, then what do ya plan on doin’?” If Sayaka answered, then she’d probably request that she accompany her. After all, any time spent not making the other happy was time wasted, in her mind.

A smile ghosted the bluenette’s lips as she decided to go for a small shake of her head in response. “I should have figured as much.” Her comment went unheard, or rather unacknowledged, and perhaps it was better that way.

“To be completely honest,” Sayaka let out a small sigh. “I don’t have anything planned.” There was a slight pause between the two magi. Awkwardly, Sayaka rubbed the back of her neck as she looked away to avoid the other’s gaze. “If you’re not doing anything we could hang out, if you want to.”

Lights and Sounds [Pocky-and-blood]

Sun, 07 Apr 2013 21:28:25 -0400

pocky-and-blood:

fishmaestro:

The wind seemed to pick up speed considerably in the past twenty minutes. from when Sayaka had left school for the day. A lot colder than was expected during this time of year. It wasn’t as if she could complain, though, the weather was comfortable enough to be outside.

Sayaka currently stood atop the roof of the mall and watched the busy streets below her with a small smile. Everyone was running around, always in a hurry. This was what she liked. Being able to distance herself from the normal crowd of people for even just an hour and watch everything… it was almost relaxing to the azure magi. For just a few moments… she didn’t have to worry about being a magical girl or about school or any of that.

Perhaps it was the fact that so much had happened in the past month that had caused the ocean-eyed girl to become more distant. Her best friend had died. Her other friend had stolen the boy of her dreams. Right now, the only one she even bothered to talk to by choice was an annoying redhead whom she had once fought with and ended up being her savior.

Yes, Kyouko. Her true thoughts on the firey puella were mixed ones and she had no idea exactly where they stood on any level of friendship. It was too confusing for Sayaka to think about, let alone attempt to approach in conversation. No, for now, the bluenette was content to have someone to talk to every now and then. Only one person. That’s all she needed.

Leaning onto the railing in front of her, Sayaka gripped the metal as she stared out ahead thoughtfully. The coldness of the metal was a slight reminder that she was alive. Well, sort of alive. She didn’t know what to call it. A zombie? Perhaps.

As she remained lost in her own thoughts, she was vaguely aware of the sound of footsteps behind her.

For Kyouko, the day had started as per usual - with a mild anxiousness, a wary sense that she had become accustomed to feeling before the day’s events unfolded. This was mostly because, while she could easily do it, she didn’t like to have to change her moods drastically all the time. She wanted to be able to pick up a mood and stick with it, depending on what happened.

But what was this? Not soon into her surprisingly early, she found herself in a mix of surprised and delighted. Now, Kyouko wasn’t one to frequent places with many people, but it was earlier, so it was fine. The moment she saw the blue-haired girl, her face lit up with a smile.

There, right there, was probably the only reason for the small remaining sanity she had left. She took a moment to appreciate Sayaka herself before she even thought to approach. The way her short hair bobbed with her movements, just her simple frame made Kyouko remember exactly why she was still around in the first place.

Finally sighing and making her way toward her, she leaned over the other’s shoulder, as Sayaka seemed to be in some sort of trance, she grinned. “Hey, Sayaka? Looks like yer starin’ off in’ta space or somethin’,” Kyouko chimed. “What’re ya up to here? I didn’t expect ta run in with ya here.”

It wasn’t as if Sayaka hadn’t expected to run into the redhead here out of all places. One thing the swordsman had figured out whilst knowing Kyouko were some of the spots she would often hand about. Thankfully, her assumption that she would meet up with her here was correct. However, she had once more gotten distracted just thinking about the girl a few feet away from her before she ended up right then and there in her face.

Still, she said nothing but merely jumped at the sudden voice. A small but noticeable shiver ran through her body at the feeling of the lancer’s warm breath against her cheek. “Hm?” Sayaka brushed the feeling away as she moved away slightly but kept her gaze elsewhere.

“I don’t really know to be completely honest.” That was bullshit and they both knew it. “Something told me to come over here. So, I did. And what exactly are you doing here?”

Lights and Sounds [Pocky-and-blood]

Wed, 03 Apr 2013 16:58:41 -0400

The wind seemed to pick up speed considerably in the past twenty minutes. from when Sayaka had left school for the day. A lot colder than was expected during this time of year. It wasn’t as if she could complain, though, the weather was comfortable enough to be outside.

Sayaka currently stood atop the roof of the mall and watched the busy streets below her with a small smile. Everyone was running around, always in a hurry. This was what she liked. Being able to distance herself from the normal crowd of people for even just an hour and watch everything… it was almost relaxing to the azure magi. For just a few moments… she didn’t have to worry about being a magical girl or about school or any of that.

Perhaps it was the fact that so much had happened in the past month that had caused the ocean-eyed girl to become more distant. Her best friend had died. Her other friend had stolen the boy of her dreams. Right now, the only one she even bothered to talk to by choice was an annoying redhead whom she had once fought with and ended up being her savior.

Yes, Kyouko. Her true thoughts on the firey puella were mixed ones and she had no idea exactly where they stood on any level of friendship. It was too confusing for Sayaka to think about, let alone attempt to approach in conversation. No, for now, the bluenette was content to have someone to talk to every now and then. Only one person. That’s all she needed.

Leaning onto the railing in front of her, Sayaka gripped the metal as she stared out ahead thoughtfully. The coldness of the metal was a slight reminder that she was alive. Well, sort of alive. She didn’t know what to call it. A zombie? Perhaps.

As she remained lost in her own thoughts, she was vaguely aware of the sound of footsteps behind her.

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Mon, 01 Apr 2013 19:44:54 -0400

MULTIVERSE ISSUE:

Sat, 30 Mar 2013 13:37:33 -0400

the115project:

therebellioussoulmancer:

invitis:

biteoverbarkxx:

UNLESS I SPECIFICALLY STATE THAT MY CHARACTER IS CHEATING ON SOMEONE. ASSUME ALL RELATIONS GO INTO A DIFFERENT VERSE.

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Mon, 07 Jan 2013 20:55:30 -0500

Hitomi flips up the blunette's skirt, "Saaayaka-chaaan!"

Fri, 14 Dec 2012 23:00:49 -0500

“Kyaah!” Sayaka turned a dark red as she pushed down her skirt, jumping away from the sea-weed haired girl.

“H-Hitomi! Jeez, you’re hopeless. I leave for a little bit and you act so weird!”

“… Sometimes, I think you’d actually be good friends with Kyouko…” Sayaka added quietly to herself.

guardianwitch said: welcome back indeed! ((Thanks! I appreciate it, a lot. <3 ))

Fri, 14 Dec 2012 22:51:38 -0500

guardianwitch said: welcome back indeed!

((Thanks! I appreciate it, a lot. <3 ))

kanamemandoka said: (welcome back!) ((It’s… good to be back. Yeah. (: ))

Fri, 14 Dec 2012 22:49:16 -0500

kanamemandoka said: (welcome back!)

((It’s… good to be back. Yeah. (: ))

((Hey everyone! Sorry I’ve been gone for a while! Erg, we all have our hiatuses and such,...

Fri, 14 Dec 2012 22:43:00 -0500

((Hey everyone! Sorry I’ve been gone for a while!

Erg, we all have our hiatuses and such, right? I won’t go into detail and bore all of you. Just needed a slight break, you know?

Well… I may be spending more time here with those who want to rp.

Er, especially since the deletion of Trolldoka.

No worries, I shall still troll, I have some new ideas.

I missed you guys.

~Andrea))

kyoukonohomo: “A’ight, erryone. I only got one day t’ get m’self a harem….” “I’m so...

Thu, 09 Aug 2012 16:33:32 -0400

kyoukonohomo:

“A’ight, erryone. I only got one day t’ get m’self a harem….”

“I’m so screwed.”

((Fuck yes. I want in.))

“Sometimes, I really question what kind of drugs you’re on…”

Consolences (Fish-Maestro)

Tue, 31 Jul 2012 00:25:51 -0400

kanamemandoka:

fishmaestro:

kanamemandoka:

Madoka had felt a bit happy when he heard Sayaka’s voice on the other end of the phone and yet, he had a sinking feeling. Something seemed a little off with how she spoke, and he hadn’t thought twice about meeting up with her at the park; afterall, she was his best friend, so of course he would meet up with her if she really needed him.

For the past few minutes he had been waiting he ran different scenarios through his head, and kept coming back to something bad had happened. Whatever the case may have been, he wanted to cheer her up in any possible way.

When he saw the bluenette approach, he got up from where he was sitting, walking over to his best friend.

“Hey Sayaka-chan. What’s up?”

Sayaka waved. “H-hey, Madoka-kun…” Her voice wavered slightly. She approached closer. “I-I… talked to… Kyousuke…” She hesitated for a while. It was difficult for her to say anything concerning the gray-haired violinist. Just telling Madoka himself was hard for the bluenette.

Before she could say anything else, the blue magi started sobbing. “M-Madoka! He…!!” Her body began to shake. “I finally told him like you said to and he just…!” Sayaka couldn’t finish saying it. It was too depressing and hurt.

There was definitely something off in her voice, how she spoke. She wasn’t making any jokes about making him her little waifu, nor teasing him about his hair as she so affectionately did. When she mentioned talking to Kyousuke, Madoka felt an odd, almost sickening mix of dread, anticipation and excitement. When her voice started to tremble and break, he braced himself for the worst; he rejected her.

“it’s okay, take your time.” He said, walking over to her, placing his hands on her shoulders, feeling them tremble and quake under his touch. “What…did he do?”

He didn’t want her to feel like she was forced to say anything, but he couldn’t just let it be, not like this. He could just sense too much turmoil and pain from her just standing there.

“Please, tell me?”

Sayaka still wouldn’t answer. Even if the soothing pair of hands on her shoulders were helping calm her down… She couldn’t answer that. They had been best friends for years and for once she had a lot of dificulty bringing something up to Madoka.

“H-he…” The bluenette looked down, clenching her fists as more tears rolled down her cheeks. She sniffled once or twice. “… he tried to… kill himself.” The last part was mumbled out with great difficulty, before Sayaka shook her head, clearly hysteric. “Am I just that repulsive?! We were friends I didn’t think he would have acted like that just because I…!!”

Breaking down once more, Sayaka hugged her taller friend, repeating his name every few minutes or so through her crying.

Consolences (Fish-Maestro)

Tue, 31 Jul 2012 00:12:33 -0400

kanamemandoka:

fishmaestro:

kanamemandoka:

Madoka’s mind was wandering for the past hour or two after school got out and everyone went their separate ways. Normally he would walk home with Sayaka but she had taken off right as the bell rang after school that day. He figured she went to visit Kamijo at the hospital or something, which was okay. He needed a little time to his thoughts anyway.

But something was nagging at him, somewhere at the back of his mind that something was wrong, something bad had happened. He couldn’t place it, but he couldn’t shake it either. he shook his headm thinking maybe he was just making it up from just being alone.

That’s when he felt his phone buzz in his pocket. he flipped it open, putting it to his ear.

“Hello?”

Sayaka sat at a bench outside of the hospital, staring at her lap as tears fell down her cheeks. Kyousuke… Finally, she had worked up the courage to tell him honestly how she felt, confess, only to have him try to kill himself. Why? Was she that annoying and troublesome? That repulsive? She didn’t deserve him. He was too good for her.

“Kyou… suke…” The bluenette sobbed a bit more, shaking her head as more tears cascaded down. Finally, she got up, calming down a bit more. She needed to talk to some one. Her fingers found themselves dialing a familiar number as she held the cellphone up to her ear.

“Hey, Madoka,” Sayaka sniffed, otherwise putting on a fake, normalized tone. “Are you… doing anything right now? I… just wanted to see you real quick.” Inwardly, the pain inside her worsened as she clutched at a piece of her skirt. Looking at her own soul gem right now frightened her slightly. She really had been too careless with maintaining it properly. Last she had checked, a good amount of black mist swirled around inside, dark flecks collecting on the surface. “… Great! I-I’ll see you in a few minutes!”

If anyone could cheer her up, it would be Madoka. The two had been friends for years. He never failed to bring a smile to her face, even when she constantly teased him that he’d be her little waifu. To which, of course, he would complain about being a boy and a playful routine would ensue.

As she headed over to the park, relatively close to their school. A fake smile had been plastered onto her face, until she was a good ten feet away from the pink-haired boy. The corner of her mouth twitched.

Madoka had felt a bit happy when he heard Sayaka’s voice on the other end of the phone and yet, he had a sinking feeling. Something seemed a little off with how she spoke, and he hadn’t thought twice about meeting up with her at the park; afterall, she was his best friend, so of course he would meet up with her if she really needed him.

For the past few minutes he had been waiting he ran different scenarios through his head, and kept coming back to something bad had happened. Whatever the case may have been, he wanted to cheer her up in any possible way.

When he saw the bluenette approach, he got up from where he was sitting, walking over to his best friend.

“Hey Sayaka-chan. What’s up?”

Sayaka waved. “H-hey, Madoka-kun…” Her voice wavered slightly. She approached closer. “I-I… talked to… Kyousuke…” She hesitated for a while. It was difficult for her to say anything concerning the gray-haired violinist. Just telling Madoka himself was hard for the bluenette.

Before she could say anything else, the blue magi started sobbing. “M-Madoka! He…!!” Her body began to shake. “I finally told him like you said to and he just…!” Sayaka couldn’t finish saying it. It was too depressing and hurt.

Consolences (Fish-Maestro)

Sat, 28 Jul 2012 00:45:47 -0400

kanamemandoka:

Madoka’s mind was wandering for the past hour or two after school got out and everyone went their separate ways. Normally he would walk home with Sayaka but she had taken off right as the bell rang after school that day. He figured she went to visit Kamijo at the hospital or something, which was okay. He needed a little time to his thoughts anyway.

But something was nagging at him, somewhere at the back of his mind that something was wrong, something bad had happened. He couldn’t place it, but he couldn’t shake it either. he shook his headm thinking maybe he was just making it up from just being alone.

That’s when he felt his phone buzz in his pocket. he flipped it open, putting it to his ear.

“Hello?”

Sayaka sat at a bench outside of the hospital, staring at her lap as tears fell down her cheeks. Kyousuke… Finally, she had worked up the courage to tell him honestly how she felt, confess, only to have him try to kill himself. Why? Was she that annoying and troublesome? That repulsive? She didn’t deserve him. He was too good for her.

“Kyou… suke…” The bluenette sobbed a bit more, shaking her head as more tears cascaded down. Finally, she got up, calming down a bit more. She needed to talk to some one. Her fingers found themselves dialing a familiar number as she held the cellphone up to her ear.

“Hey, Madoka,” Sayaka sniffed, otherwise putting on a fake, normalized tone. “Are you… doing anything right now? I… just wanted to see you real quick.” Inwardly, the pain inside her worsened as she clutched at a piece of her skirt. Looking at her own soul gem right now frightened her slightly. She really had been too careless with maintaining it properly. Last she had checked, a good amount of black mist swirled around inside, dark flecks collecting on the surface. “… Great! I-I’ll see you in a few minutes!”

If anyone could cheer her up, it would be Madoka. The two had been friends for years. He never failed to bring a smile to her face, even when she constantly teased him that he’d be her little waifu. To which, of course, he would complain about being a boy and a playful routine would ensue.

As she headed over to the park, relatively close to their school. A fake smile had been plastered onto her face, until she was a good ten feet away from the pink-haired boy. The corner of her mouth twitched.

Confessions

Tue, 24 Jul 2012 18:34:17 -0400

scarletknightkyouko:

fishmaestro:

Sayaka felt her face fall slightly at the reaction she had received. Still, she held her ground, though her heart was beating wildly in her chest and only seemed to increase tempo with each passing second.

This had been her first confession. How could other people seem to do this so easily?!

Her fists tightened as she tried not to look like a complete idiot. “I, uh… I… dunno… s-since we met…?” She admitted. Sayaka felt her cheeks heat up even more while the beginnings of tears started to collect in her eyes as she frowned. “L-look, I-I just needed to say it, okay?! If you don’t feel the same way, it’s fine.” Judging by the silence, she let out somewhat of a huff, about ready to leave.

Kyouko tried to keep her composure in check, along with a blush threatening to appear upon her cheeks. She had never been confessed to, so of course this was something new.

“Uh, since we met, huh….?” The redhead was doing all sorts of things, stuffing her hands in to her jacket’s pockets, chewing on her rocky stick, but one thing she wasn’t doing was making eye contact with the blue-haired girl. That was sort of impossible right now.

She suddenly took a deep breathe.

“Look. Who said anythin’ ‘bout me not feelin’ the same way?”

It took Sayaka a few seconds to have what Kyouko had said to register in her brain. A slight gasp escaped her, though she tried her best to cover it up. She refused to look or act any different around the magi than she usually did.

“I-I… I…” Well, so much for that. “I just assumed ya didn’t.” The last part was mumbled out as she still refused to look the other girl in the eyes. “You, uh… you act like… you don’t and… I just figured I-I might as well tell you how I felt instead of… keeping my mouth shut.” Sayaka twiddled her index fingers together in embarrassment and something to focus on.

fistofthetummypuncher: fishmaestro: Sayaka gave a somewhat nervous laugh in return. “Aha… yeah…...

Tue, 24 Jul 2012 17:01:01 -0400

fistofthetummypuncher:

fishmaestro:

Sayaka gave a somewhat nervous laugh in return.

“Aha… yeah… and how are things… between you and…” The knight looked away again, not sure how to finished sentence. Hitomi should have understood.

Oh, Hitomi understood quite perfectly.

“Me and my wonderful husband? We are just fine,” she answered nonchalantly and without a care for how odd that sounded. “How about you and that girl you are in forbidden love-love with? You two look close. Very. Very Close. Like she could impregnate you.”

Sayaka blinked, face turning bright red. She averted her gaze and cleared her throat. What an odd comment. It’d be funnier had she not been so sick lately and almost willing to humor herself with a pregnancy test.

“Ah, yeah… w-we’re really close… and I wouldn’t call it forbidden!” The blue magi looked down. “B-but, yeah, we’re dating… though, I don’t know how that would possibly lead to me getting pregnant! Hitomi, you’re really funny sometimes!” She shook her head. “Haven’t you taken Health? Only a girl and boy can… make a baby.”

fistofthetummypuncher: fishmaestro: Sayaka straightened up, freezing at her puke-colored-haired...

Tue, 24 Jul 2012 16:18:54 -0400

fistofthetummypuncher:

fishmaestro:

Sayaka straightened up, freezing at her puke-colored-haired friend, before slowly clenching her fists.

“… Fine, though I’m sure you would have figured that out yourself by now.”c

Hitomi giggled. Well, it was more like a cackle. Whatever.

“Of course I’m know, Sayaka-san. As his glorious maiden waifu, I should know everything about.

Sayaka gave a somewhat nervous laugh in return.

“Aha… yeah… and how are things… between you and…” The knight looked away again, not sure how to finished sentence. Hitomi should have understood.

Confessions

Tue, 24 Jul 2012 15:31:00 -0400

“Holy he—”

Kyouko stared dumbfounded at the confession as if she hadn’t heard right. She knew she did though. It was sudden though andcompletelycaught her off guard. She decided she must’ve looked like an idiot just staring and not replying, so she tried to compose herself before replying.

“Uh, where in the hell did that come from….?”

Sayaka felt her face fall slightly at the reaction she had received. Still, she held her ground, though her heart was beating wildly in her chest and only seemed to increase tempo with each passing second.

This had been her first confession. How could other people seem to do this so easily?!

Her fists tightened as she tried not to look like a complete idiot. “I, uh… I… dunno… s-since we met…?” She admitted. Sayaka felt her cheeks heat up even more while the beginnings of tears started to collect in her eyes as she frowned. “L-look, I-I just needed to say it, okay?! If you don’t feel the same way, it’s fine.” Judging by the silence, she let out somewhat of a huff, about ready to leave.