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❝ᴛʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ѕαιит ᴛᴜʀɴᴇᴅ sᴏ єνιℓ.❞
— ɴᴇᴡ ᴀᴄᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ• ɴᴇᴡ ᴏᴄ.
— ɴᴏᴛ ɴᴇᴡ ᴛᴏ ʀᴘ• ᴍᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇᴍᴇs.
ʟɪᴋᴇ ғᴏʀ ᴅᴇᴍᴏɴ ʜᴜɢs.
"Oh!"
Rapid nodding.
Places the kazoo between his lips.
Deep inhale.
Fwoomp!
And then the kazoo disappeared in his mouth. teapawt.net/hikoshojo/status/81550…
Oh goodie!
Stares down at tiny kazoo in large palms worn such excitement.
He has no idea what to do with it! teapawt.net/hikoshojo/status/81549…
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He gets that a lot.
"Hana? That's a beautiful name!"
He leaned forward, blue eyes sparkling with excitement.
"You can call—
"Pishacha!"
He exclaimed excitedly, hands glasped together in front of his bare chest.
He's just very happy to help.
Probably because no one really goes around squishing other people's cheeks.
He nodded his head.
"Soft! And squishy!"—
"Huh—"
He had actually forgotten why he had done such a thing in the first place.
He reached out for her cheeks again,—
— especially when his name is literally some species of the dead.
Or that really isn't his name at all.
"T-That's really—

