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My apologies for what I had written and posted over the network yesterday. I honestly don't know what overcame me, however I...
[She pauses, looking rather guilty.]
Yuri, Flynn, please accept my apologies.
[She bows her head towards the camera for a moment, displaying how sorry she was for that. Oh, she hopes that they won't be too mad at her for writing something like that, even if she really didn't have any control over herself for writing that. Hopefully, they will understand...
But for now...!
She rises up once more, this time with a smile on her face!]
I did write another story. Please, I hope you all enjoy it!
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[text]
“Rita, why don’t you put these on?” Tyr asked, holding out a pair of black ears towards the mage. He had seen her in them before, and couldn’t deny how cute she looked. Especially with the way she crossed her arms and puffed her cheeks out. The blush that usually formed on her cheeks along with that expression only served to make her even cuter.
“No, I won’t!” Rita refused to do it. As much as she loved her cat ears, and all things related to cats in general, she wouldn’t put them on for Tyr. She refused to be teased by him for it, called ‘cute’ and the such. With a pout, she turned away from him.
“Why not? I honestly thought you looked cute when you wore them before!” He said that with a smile, maybe with a little bit of nervous laughter as well. And like he suspected, with that remark, the blush on Rita’s cheeks reddened even more. “I refuse!” She said ever so bluntly. She refused to show that ‘cute and vulnerable’ side to Tyr, the side that he had seen on multiple occasions when she had allowed it.
Moving in, he decided instead of asking her to put them on, he would put them on her, himself. It was almost too easy as he slipped the headband on to her head and Rita could only look at Tyr completely flabbergasted. “What are you doing…?” The look on her face was nothing but utter surprise, the blush she was wearing only accentuated that expression even more!
“I wanted to see you wear them!” Smiling and laughing all the while Tyr said that. He wasn’t making fun of her, he truly thought she was cute wearing them. And then perhaps on impulse, because he certainly wasn’t really thinking at all, he moved in to place a kiss on the tip of her nose. Rita’s response was just to stand there, in complete and utter surprise, and speechless. She honestly had no words for this, but perhaps part of her was absolutely gleeful that he had made a move like that.
“Tyr! What…?” Her hand went to cover her nose, over where he had just kissed. Of course, Tyr looked rather surprised at his own actions. Whatever had just overcome him was pretty strong, at least strong enough to make a move as bold as that.
“I’m sorry, I don’t know what came over me!” Part of him wanted to say, ‘I didn’t mean to do that’ however that would only be seen as an offense against the young mage. But part of him didn’t regret his actions in the least. It was something he had wanted to do for quite a while, but had held back.
“Learn more self-control…” was Rita’s only retort back at him. Even if there was irritation written all over her face, she found that she couldn’t be mad at him for his action. In fact, she rather liked it. Her face reddened upon this realization as she turned away from Tyr.
“You aren’t mad, are you Rita?” The concern in his voice was obvious. The last thing he wanted to do was make her mad at him. Part of him regretted not being able to have self-control, yet part of him thought maybe it would be best to finish what he started. He simply can't just kiss her on the nose and expect to walk away from this situation as if nothing had occurred. “Listen, there’s… something I want to tell you.”
With her arms crossed, Rita gave a small ‘hmph’, but made no move to leave. It was her signal for him to go ahead and say what he wanted to say. Taking a deep breath, Tyr mustered all the courage he could gather.
“Rita, I really like you!”
And at that, Rita gave a single laugh, still facing away from him. “I know you do. You wouldn’t be around me so much if you didn’t.”
Almost as if in relief, Tyr sighed, happy that he wasn’t rejected.
“I don’t have too many friends as close as you.”
And then Tyr realized that his message wasn’t quite received. She seemed to take it as if he was simply saying that he really liked her as a friend, not that he liked her more than a friend. However, before he was going to speak up to clarify, Rita spoke once more.
“…And I really like you as well.” That was all she said before she ran off, with the cat ears still on her head. She got his message, and she reciprocated in kind. She simply couldn’t admit it. Nor could she show him her face that she knew was a deep shade of red at his confession. Maybe when she met up with him again, she would wear the cat ears for him, willingly.
Maybe next time he would call her ‘cute’ out loud. She would never admit it to anyone, but she would like it. A lot.
My apologies for what I had written and posted over the network yesterday. I honestly don't know what overcame me, however I...
[She pauses, looking rather guilty.]
Yuri, Flynn, please accept my apologies.
[She bows her head towards the camera for a moment, displaying how sorry she was for that. Oh, she hopes that they won't be too mad at her for writing something like that, even if she really didn't have any control over herself for writing that. Hopefully, they will understand...
But for now...!
She rises up once more, this time with a smile on her face!]
I did write another story. Please, I hope you all enjoy it!
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[text]
“Rita, why don’t you put these on?” Tyr asked, holding out a pair of black ears towards the mage. He had seen her in them before, and couldn’t deny how cute she looked. Especially with the way she crossed her arms and puffed her cheeks out. The blush that usually formed on her cheeks along with that expression only served to make her even cuter.
“No, I won’t!” Rita refused to do it. As much as she loved her cat ears, and all things related to cats in general, she wouldn’t put them on for Tyr. She refused to be teased by him for it, called ‘cute’ and the such. With a pout, she turned away from him.
“Why not? I honestly thought you looked cute when you wore them before!” He said that with a smile, maybe with a little bit of nervous laughter as well. And like he suspected, with that remark, the blush on Rita’s cheeks reddened even more. “I refuse!” She said ever so bluntly. She refused to show that ‘cute and vulnerable’ side to Tyr, the side that he had seen on multiple occasions when she had allowed it.
Moving in, he decided instead of asking her to put them on, he would put them on her, himself. It was almost too easy as he slipped the headband on to her head and Rita could only look at Tyr completely flabbergasted. “What are you doing…?” The look on her face was nothing but utter surprise, the blush she was wearing only accentuated that expression even more!
“I wanted to see you wear them!” Smiling and laughing all the while Tyr said that. He wasn’t making fun of her, he truly thought she was cute wearing them. And then perhaps on impulse, because he certainly wasn’t really thinking at all, he moved in to place a kiss on the tip of her nose. Rita’s response was just to stand there, in complete and utter surprise, and speechless. She honestly had no words for this, but perhaps part of her was absolutely gleeful that he had made a move like that.
“Tyr! What…?” Her hand went to cover her nose, over where he had just kissed. Of course, Tyr looked rather surprised at his own actions. Whatever had just overcome him was pretty strong, at least strong enough to make a move as bold as that.
“I’m sorry, I don’t know what came over me!” Part of him wanted to say, ‘I didn’t mean to do that’ however that would only be seen as an offense against the young mage. But part of him didn’t regret his actions in the least. It was something he had wanted to do for quite a while, but had held back.
“Learn more self-control…” was Rita’s only retort back at him. Even if there was irritation written all over her face, she found that she couldn’t be mad at him for his action. In fact, she rather liked it. Her face reddened upon this realization as she turned away from Tyr.
“You aren’t mad, are you Rita?” The concern in his voice was obvious. The last thing he wanted to do was make her mad at him. Part of him regretted not being able to have self-control, yet part of him thought maybe it would be best to finish what he started. He simply can't just kiss her on the nose and expect to walk away from this situation as if nothing had occurred. “Listen, there’s… something I want to tell you.”
With her arms crossed, Rita gave a small ‘hmph’, but made no move to leave. It was her signal for him to go ahead and say what he wanted to say. Taking a deep breath, Tyr mustered all the courage he could gather.
“Rita, I really like you!”
And at that, Rita gave a single laugh, still facing away from him. “I know you do. You wouldn’t be around me so much if you didn’t.”
Almost as if in relief, Tyr sighed, happy that he wasn’t rejected.
“I don’t have too many friends as close as you.”
And then Tyr realized that his message wasn’t quite received. She seemed to take it as if he was simply saying that he really liked her as a friend, not that he liked her more than a friend. However, before he was going to speak up to clarify, Rita spoke once more.
“…And I really like you as well.” That was all she said before she ran off, with the cat ears still on her head. She got his message, and she reciprocated in kind. She simply couldn’t admit it. Nor could she show him her face that she knew was a deep shade of red at his confession. Maybe when she met up with him again, she would wear the cat ears for him, willingly.
Maybe next time he would call her ‘cute’ out loud. She would never admit it to anyone, but she would like it. A lot.