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Penelo dances—for Fran and for herself.
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Bookmarked by infel (kdozu)
21 Aug 2017
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The flush on Noir's face was genuine, light shades of pink creeping out from the edges of her black mask. "H-How dare you put your filthy hands on me!" she squeaked with false indignation, actively stopping herself from leaning into Panther's touch. "What do you intend to do with me, villain?!" she snapped, forcing herself to meet Ann's icy gaze. On an average day where they weren't acting out their wildest fantasies, looking into Ann's eyes threatened to turn her insides to jelly. The confident smirk on Panther's face as she looked down at her with one hand gripping her chin was so beautiful it made Haru ache.
Panther laughed, haughty and arrogant. "Do you think that's me putting my hands on you?" she asked, eyes gleaming, and before Noir knew it she was on her back, helpless, as Panther straddled her waist. "No, Noir, this is how it feels when I put my filthy hands on you."
Ann has always wanted to be a gorgeous villain. Haru has always wanted to be a dashing heroine. There's a specific trope that very much appeals to them both.
Bookmarked by infel (kdozu)
11 May 2017
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The more time she spends with Makoto, the more Ann finds herself unable to act as planned.
Bookmarked by infel (kdozu)
06 May 2017
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The last thing Haru Okumura expected when she went up to the school rooftop was to find her garden withering away. The second-to-last thing she expected was a sudden visit from the Phantom Thieves' resident artist.
Bookmarked by infel (kdozu)
06 May 2017
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“Yes,” Akira hissed, a hand coming up to cover Ann’s mouth before she could go any further. “I really like artistic… coffee.”
Ann beamed, a look of triumph settling on her face as she brushed Akira’s hand aside and braced herself against the counter. “Sooo? What are you going to do about it?”
A slow, familiar grin spread across his face as he moved toward the back booth and glanced over his shoulder. “I’m going to steal his heart.”
Bookmarked by infel (kdozu)
06 May 2017

