I'm Hiyoko fucking Saionji

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You know how yawns are contagious!!

( Yawns again. )

( Yawwwn. )

Ugh, you made me yawn. ( * 💢 )

"Eeeeeewwww. Imagine having to dress like a trashy skank just for attention. Couldn't be me!"

( Opting for headpats instead of kisses. Her touch is hesitant at first, but soft. )

Yeah, whatever. You're a good friend, Nanami-chan. I'm really glad to have you in my life.

Hmph, I don't know about the kissing part, but I guess you're worthy of praise.

Bestie Nanami what are you talking about

( Snickering while hiding behind a corner. )

( Baps him on the back of the head before disappearng for a moment. )

// It was me, the writer. It was my fault.

You all missed my birthday and I think I'm actually gonna make it everybody's problem :/

// I need to be more consistent here :/

just break. )

"Not to mention. . . this feels really nice." ( * 🌺 )

"Yeah, dummy! I like being around you. I've grown to think you're fun to be around. I like messing with you and hanging out. It makes me feel free, in a way."

( She keeps it up, her temple laying on his collar as she looked out into the horizon with half-lidded eyes. This was too serene a moment to

Standing next to @plsinsertcoin.bsky.social with her hands behind her back, not too subtly hiding the gift basket she's made. She waves to make her presence known.

She's made a gift basket for @girllovingprincess.bsky.social! Poking the princess' shoulder obnoxiously to make her presence known.

She didn't want to, but she's made a gift basket for @soudakazuichi.bsky.social. Angry eyebrows, puffed cheeks and silent treatment ever present in her demeanor.

Two days away from Christmas!!!!

“𝕀 𝕒𝕞 𝕒 𝕘𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕥 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕔𝕙! 𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕨𝕒𝕞𝕡 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕔𝕙 𝕄𝕖𝕥𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕚𝕒!”

A portrayal of Metallia from witch and the hundred knight, written by ViVi

( Lying in bed, sick. )

way I can best describe it is COMPLETELY betrayed!"

She turned her head back as the first tear began to fall, her lower lip quivering.

we just sat and held each other for a while? Did any of that matter?"

As her rant went on, her voice continued to get more and more shaky as it became clearly evident those beads of tears were getting larger and ready to spill.

"I can tell you a hundred different ways I feel right now, but the ⬇️

She uttered shakily. Unmoving, she turned back away, staring at the ground in front of her.

"Literally any of the time we'd spent together. Did that just mean nothing to you? The time I visited you in the hospital, the time we had a whole intervention because she got into your phone, that one time

hitched breath escapes her lips. She turned her head to actually be able to look at him again, and her turmoil was plastered all over her face. Her brows furrowed upward as small beads of tears pricked at the corners of her eyes and her teeth clenched a bit.

"Did any of it matter to you?" ⬇️

"Stop. Just. . . Just stop it."

Her tone of voice was a lot colder than normal. It also wavered slightly as the knot in her chest only tightened. Her shoulders remained tense as she hugged herself, her fingers digging into her obliques. Her emotions continued to swirl through her mind as a single ⬇️