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[ sms; ] I’ve met Leo; a pretty nice person, seems very goal-oriented. I’m sure she will go far in life. :3 

It wasn’t until Alisa sent the message to Xiaoyu (or so she thought), that her eyes widened with tinges of shock…it wasn’t Xiaoyu she sent the message to…it was Leo herself. The only thing that deterred Alisa from freaking out was the reasoning that she spoke good things about the blonde, not anything negative.

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❦ HOW CAN U NOT THO LOL

//MAN LISTEN I SHIP THEM SO HARD TOO DON'T EVEN WORRY ABOUT IT.

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//I shall get to replies within this week, I'm so sorry if I am procrastinating ;/////;

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Send a ❦ if you'd consider shipping our muses.

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bonus if you add a type of ship you’d like them to be or a thread idea for our muses.

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Send "Is that my shirt?" for your muse finding mine in your muse's shirt

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'....I want to shake you.' '....I want to hit you.' '....I want to /show/ you.' "I'm not leaving." The words fell from her lips so fast, there was no possible way that Alisa could take the words and shove them back into her mouth. Her hands shook, as if she wanted to just reach up and hit him, not from anger, but as a wake-up sign. She was highly concerned for her boss, and the last thing she needed was for her vision of him taking his life away to be true; she was s c a r e d. Very, very scared. "Your worth, Jin-sama," she started, staring up, "Your worth is more than you know. You'll end up doing something long-term over a temporary ponder, something you'll never be able to rewind and take back. Your being gone will hurt alot of people, whether they speak on it or not. Your existance is very well needed, and I do not care how much I have to endure from you, I will make it my duty to make you see otherwise, so that you will NOT hurt yourself. I...I am not leaving this room." If it was possible, tears would be cascading down artificial skin, throat would become narrow, unable to breathe upon every word swiftly spewed from the Kazama's lips, like bullets. She didn't want to lose her boss; he could have treated her like a rag-doll, it is no excuse for condoning someone to take their own life away. Ever. "How much happier, do you /really/ think your friends will be, if you left them, Jin-sama? I believe...that will only cause a chain-reaction...they may very well think the same thing...to remove themselves from the world, too." That made her think of Xiaoyu. She'd /never/ feel that his passing would make her life better, that much she did know.

"I'm not leaving you like this, I refuse to...I cannot find it in me...to do such a thing. I stand by that defense."

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Frame riddled with jitters, Alisa could feel the tense within the fabric pinched between her fingers. The pinkette would brace herself for punishment, finding herself to realize she cared not for what she had to face. In the end, it was worth it, Jin’s well being was worth it. When she noticed he remained still, seeing that nothing as so much as a shove didn’t surface, Alisa knew this problem was deeper than what met the eye. His command caused Alisa to quickly snap out of her thoughts, stubborness resurfacing yet again, making an appearance. Her boss was always like that from what she recalled, & as much as she should abide by his orders, for some reason… …she couldn’t.

"—I can’t!” She exclaimed, the tone of worry in her voice failing to become incognito. “You would be ordering me to leave yourself open to harm, to yourself or otherwise. I cannot do that, Jin-sama…I know it’s against proper protocol to disagree, disobey, or even speak back to your orders, but—your life is worth the risk.” Emeralds softened, lip curling inward as strands of pink overshadowed her features, “If you want to hurt anything— then hurt me, at least whatever anger you have—will somewhat be released. Rather you hurt me than yourself…” Yes, she’s resorting to this, anybody else would have probably gave up by now. Alisa has been taking gambles left & right, the way she has been conversing with her boss in such a manner, softly, she clarified, “I’m just worried for you. I apologize for my actions, but, I believe it is well justified. I cannot leave you in this state…”

The mix of emotions residing within evolves into a much more powerful inner demon in comparison to what existed just moments before. It tears away at him, stealing away his precious and hardly ever utilized feelings of happiness, its replacement to said happiness being that of a further sense of despair. As if his very own mind is a pit, he can only watch as his hopes blur and fade away as he descends deep within a spiral of depleting sanity, of depleting ambitions.

Out of reaction to her words, his fingers twitch with clear emotions of irritation. Never had he witnessed such lack of cooperation with the other, never. How dare she choose to disobey and if it hadn’t have been for the current circumstances, he certainly would punish her—but…he can’t. As much as his mind persuades him otherwise, he can’t bring himself to harm her—to harm someone just because his emotions are invading his mind. Not only would it be unfair to Alisa, but it would be unfair for him to even take her suggestion into consideration.

"—I have no intention of harming you." The absence of a voice is eventually fulfilled with the sound of his own, albeit quietly in audibility. "I would never be able to forgive myself if I did that."

"But I don’t need your concern, Alisa. Throughout this time, I’ve come to realize and accept that my worth is nonexistent. I never wanted to admit it to myself, but I always knew that the ones I call my friends could have lived happier lives if I was never there dragging them down. I suppose I…never wanted to accept that that might be the truth of it all. Now that I have, I feel as though there is no point anymore—" A brief pause, "—which is why I will say it again: leave. I don’t need you here."

#tidesofpower #{ v; main. } #{ Like their relationship is so sad but at the same time they have this bipolar relationship ;; } #{ //SINGS WHY CAN'T WE BE FRIENDS;; } #{ x. My name is Alisa...now you must queue. }

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"It is nice to meet you as well," Alisa smiled, nodding to the blonde, "Yes. Apparently there are numerous men dominating the locals in a nearby town. Coordinates show that we are not too far from the area. We are to protect the locals and get these men to evacuate the area, immediately."

Emeralds now fell back on the temporary partner, "Shall I take the lead? Allow me to navigate us to the location." Gloved digits were placed on either sides of her head, her temples, eyes closed--frame remaining in this position for a bit before eyelids parted yet again, "Location set, please follow me."

“I shall inform you of any information.” Those were the last words Alisa Bosconovitch said before leaving

her dear friend & partner, Lars Alexandersson’s presence. She was told to help an acquaintance of his on a mission in his absence. In other words, it was her duty to be a very valuable partner any which way. ”Calculating coordinates of destination…” It took a bit, but after the motion towards the area, Alisa managed to see a figure in the distance, smiling when she gotten closer to whom very well matched Lars’ description.

“Forgive me if I am late,” Alisa spoke softly, bowing upon reaching the other, “I am Alisa Bosconovitch, I was informed by Lars that I am your partner for the unknown duration.” Of course, on the surface, Alisa looked like an innocent doll, not a chainsaw-bearing robot. “I will do my best in assisting you.”

#unknown-sxldier #{ v; main. } #{ x. My name is Alisa...now you must queue. } #{ x. I am so sorry for the lateness ;; }

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"Lars, stop it." Alisa said upon calming herself down, reaching to grab his hand, "I did it to protect you...that is...what friends do. I should...be able to regenerate my systems, it's okay." She gave him a reassuring smile, but she knew it wasn't going to slide with him, she knew this from the stagnant countenance of distraught he illustrated so perfectly. "It's okay, really. I managed to keep you safe, they can harm me as much as they like, as long as they do not harm you. You're human, Lars, your vital areas are more important to protect." Closing her eyes, she remained slightly optimistic, she did her task as his partner, she made sure he wasn't hurt.

Alisa gasped, turning to see the familiar Lars Alexandersson rushing to her aid, even through blurred vision. Lexicons struggling to escape the lips, she could only lower her head in shame, pushing herself to speak, “They—asked for you. They asked over…and over..again…where you were. I wouldn’t tell them, I didn’t want them to get to you, so they proceeded to do exactly as I thought…come after me instead. I’m sorry—I was going to recharge my systems and come back to you, so you wouldn’t worry…that’s why they claimed the upper hand…because my power systems were low…”

A while back, Xiaoyu faced the same problem, which she neglected to tell anybody else, described the same men that confronted Alisa. These people couldn’t have been regular military men, either way, Alisa struggedly smiled, then spoke, “At least…they didn’t get you…and I managed to keep you safe and unharmed, which is what I wanted.”

#teslagravity #{ v; main. } #{ I forgot how much this one hurt omg ;; } #{ x. My name is Alisa...now you must queue. }

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"You...have really nice accent." Alisa smiled, "That--is very great. I will like to do the same thing, then, I be able to speak better." Lars was a very helpful, considerate classmate. Not once did he laugh at her, he didn't even pity her--he treated her normally; this made her feel more comfortable when it came to opening up about her difficulty to speak. She nodded at his inquiry, holding out her hand in a matter-of-factly notion. "It is cold, but people there get very used to cold. If you came to Russia, I show you around.~" It made her think of home, a small flash of homesickness swiping through her features before being quickly wiped away. The pinkette blushed slightly at the male's tease, placing a hand over her mouth in mock surprise, "I am not!" this was replied in a playful manner, but she did signal with a nod that she was completely okay with the suggestion. -------------- Alisa turned forward, looking towards the front, fingers tapping together in a sense of nervousness and anxiety; still, she held strong, keeping herself together as she listened intently to the professor. The moment her name was called, she felt a knot tie in her stomach, lips curling inward as they began to feel dry. A brief shield of emeralds by her eyelids came into play--at least, until the return of the blonde bully resurfaced with his voice. "Teach, she ain't the best person to ask to read, the girl can barely talk." At that point, he started attempting broken English, causing some of his goons to laugh alongside him. Alisa felt her face grow pale--but, it could have been the confidence of Lars being her supporter, that she held up her hand to him, just in case he wanted to intervene like last time, an apologetic smile showing for about five seconds, dispersing the moment she reached over and sinisterly whispered in the blonde's ear, tulip eyebrows narrowed in a mixture of grim and dark innocence.                         "Тишина, или я буду молчать тебя сам...навсегда."  When she reached back, she noticed the complete change on the male's countenance, trying to mask the horror on his face. As innocent and sweet as Alisa looked, the Russian blood in her is what made her intimidating--even when she hated resorting to it, she was just tired of the male putting her out in the open. Feeling as though she subdued the bully long enough, she looked up once again, volunteering herself--mainly to conceal the everlasting butterflies.                      

  "I shall...read first part." Alisa spoke, hand risen, looking down at the appropriate page, trying to focus in on the words. Shaky fingers began to scan alongside the lexicons, confidence trying to bubble in her veins; before she could stop herself, she found her mouth agape, lexicons slipping out in cracks.                      "...and forever...th--the...flower...blooms..." she ended, emeralds dilated in shock, did she just read that whole part of the passage?

"I--I did it...!!" she said in happiness, turning to Lars in an elated notion, "I...I read whole thing!" Caring not that her accent was still visible, she silently celebrated to herself. She couldn't help but think meeting this guy was serving a major part with her settling.

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Nerves jumped around like carefree children on an endless trampoline. Externally, Alisa stayed calm and collected, internally, the feeling could be compared to one pulling the female’s insides and tying them around in any way possible. The tone of voice that the male produced was of a soothing nature, no harm intended, that much she could conclude, it was tempting her to get more comfortable. When she heard the one named Lars quickly and swiftly scold the bully, jade hues widened in shock, surprise, happiness, never has someone been so quick to put someone else in their place for her protection—it almost made her feel like a hindrance when she fully thought about it, she just refused to let that show within her features. 

However, the blonde bully in front of them could only glare at Lars a bit longer, mumbling something under his breath before turning back towards the front. This time, Alisa /did/ giggle, the guy got what he deserved.

Upon being informed that English wasn’t Lars’ first language either, Alisa inquired in slight surprise, “It is not? You…talk it so well.” Tilting her head in intrigue, she continued, “That is…nice…you talk English and other languages.” This boosted her confidence, if English wasn’t his first language and he can speak it perfectly, perhaps she can do the same with enough determination and endless learning. “I…before lived in Russia, yes. It is first language. It is…a lot…to talk English.” Even when admitting that, she didn’t seem to ashamed anymore—maybe it was because she was admitting it to /him/ as opposed to anyone else. Closing her eyes for only half a second, her features softened at the other’s offer.      “My dad say it is not good for me to have the coffee, but, I drink it secretly,” she started, “I would like to have it shown to me.” Now she stared up front, narrowing her eyebrows in sign of concentration, she knew the earpiece worked from earlier, so she felt more comfortable utilizing it. Eardrums detected Lars’ concern and second offer, a smile showed from the corners of her lips, “I shall.” She replied, taking out her other signature feather pen. As she began to prepare herself for class, Alisa Bosconovitch began to think to herself. She was going to like this class, she may even find herself to like this classmate, could this be the signature "hero" cliche? Maybe. Maybe not. The point is, he seemed like a caring individual, she could only say "thank God" for how everything is playing out so far.

#teslagravity #{ v; Hit The Books. } #{ v; Flesh&Innocence. } #{ Alisa actually went dark a second XD } #{ But I am so sorry for the lateness dear ;; }

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//Hello dearies, I am about to get to replies now, I know it's been a while, but between Christmas--I also have my nephew & niece's birthdays coming up which is on New Year's Eve & New Year's Day, so my replies will be scarce. However, I will queue them so this blog will remain active. Thank you for understanding!~

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OHMYGOD.

Very cute Alisa wallpaper *—-* omg

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{ Heihachi tries giving Kazuya weed as a kid, he says “no”, gets dropped off a cliff, comes back, beats the crap out of Heihachi, and drops him off the same cliff before Kazuya smiles at the camera indicating he’s going to go smoke that weed on his T2 throne. Heihachi has forever been under the influence. WTF  }

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Fighting Game Mains: Alisa Boskonovitch (Tekken)

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Alisa gasped, turning to see the familiar Lars Alexandersson rushing to her aid, even through blurred vision. Lexicons struggling to escape the lips, she could only lower her head in shame, pushing herself to speak, "They--asked for you. They asked over...and over..again...where you were. I wouldn't tell them, I didn't want them to get to you, so they proceeded to do exactly as I thought...come after me instead. I'm sorry--I was going to recharge my systems and come back to you, so you wouldn't worry...that's why they claimed the upper hand...because my power systems were low..."

A while back, Xiaoyu faced the same problem, which she neglected to tell anybody else, described the same men that confronted Alisa. These people couldn't have been regular military men, either way, Alisa struggedly smiled, then spoke, "At least...they didn't get you...and I managed to keep you safe and unharmed, which is what I wanted."

Your muse finds my muse bruised, bloodied, and shaking while crying. Send me your muses reaction.

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"ALISA?!" Lars scrambled to his companion’s side, careful not to touch the injuries that appeared on her body, “Who did this to you!?”

He took her crying face into his hands, hushing her and stroking her rose-coloured hair to calm her, “It’s alright, I’m here now…”

#{ I AM SO SORRY DARLING ;; } #{ I DIDN'T KNOW HOW FAR THE ANGST THING WOULD GO AND--} #{ APOLOGIZES FOREVER THEN GIVES YOU A HUG AND CUPCAKE. ;; } #{ PLEASE DON'T HATE ME DX } #teslagravity

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Meme.

Small starter meme.

Fluff//Romance "I’m doing this for you." "You know you’re my one and only." "I’m in love with you." "I’ve always loved you." "You’re the most important thing in the world to me." "Forever and always." "You’re my sunshine." "I appreciate you." "You’re so cute." "You’re the most beautiful girl/boy I’ve ever seen."

Secrets//Lies "I’m jealous of you." "I’m in love with you, idiot." "I never loved you." "I don’t really like _____." "You’re my hero." "I’m in love with ____. Don’t tell them." "I’ve never lied to you." "I was using you."

Angst "You don’t give a damn about me." "Stop lying." "Stop pretending." "Get the hell away from me." "I thought you loved me." "I trusted you." "You promised me!" "I needed you." "I can never trust you again."

Pain//Blood "You hit me." "You shot me." "You stabbed me." "I’m bleeding." "Everything hurts." "I feel woozy." "You’ve lost so much blood." "You’re covered in blood." "There’s so much blood."

Flirty "You’re hot when you’re mad." "Wanna come back to my place?" "You tease." "You’re lovely." "You look divine." "How about a drink at my place?"

Innunendo "Do you like?" "Does that feel good?" "Give it to me." "I like it rough." "I have something to show you." "Harder! Just like that!" "I’ve got a present for you."

NSFW//Kink "Be a good girl." "Come sit on Daddy’s lap." "Push me down." "Make it hurt." "I wanna fill you up." "Pull my hair." "Choke me." "You’ve been naughty, you need a spanking." "Take it all the way in."

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Send me "Oh Come On You Look Cute."

For my muse in a randomly generated costume. (Sorry If You Reblog I Can’t Include A Number Generator)

1. A loosely fitting dress shirt and dress pants 2. Only a hoodie that’s too big 3. A maid outfit 4. A sexy nurse’s outfit 5. Lingerie 6. Thigh high boots and underwear 7. Your muse’s oversized shirt 8. Bunny ears and white briefs with bunny tail attached to back of them 9. A pair of boxers 10. Very tight clothes

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How would your muse describe mine? Don't sugarcoat it. I am genuinely intrigued.

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