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• 🔞 account; sfw and nsfw.
• bisexual muse with heavy female lean.
• blocks accounts that engage in childish callouts and witch hunts, as these will lead me to assume you are not an adult.
• mun : #nette, she/they pronouns please!
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- mind continue turning.
“my skepticism aside, i suppose there’s some comfort in knowing that even those routinely engaged in stunts like that can work themselves to exhaustion.
…it’s nice to meet you, spider man.”
“…makoto,” she offers, somewhat amused, between bouts of transfixed staring. “niijima makoto.”
she battles the impulse to ask anything related to the metaverse, it being the only way she knows such things to be possible, but the gears in her -
+ a child. I mean, even a child could tell your a grown woman.
But technically...yes I do. Its literally my super hero name. You know, keeps the bad guys from knowing who I am and all that.
Might I ask yours in kind though? Unless you prefer young lady."
“well, maybe it’s a little silly,” she starts, “but manners are important to me, so i try to avoid doing things that could be perceived as impolite.”
“…and on that note, i suppose i ought to introduce myself. niijima makoto; it’s a pleasure to make your acquaintance.”
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Mitsuru smiles in kind, taking no offense to Makoto’s sisterly musings.
“ Why apologize over something so small? I’m flattered to have reminded you of someone you hold so dear. ”
The mention of this mystery woman did pique her interest.
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“wait, *what?*” makoto squints, tilting her head, brows furrowing in disbelief. it’s surely an impressive trick, but there’s *got* to be a trick. even with the aid of the metaverse, she isn’t able to do such things.
makoto clears her throat to continue. “…i’m not a” -
+ Well, I can see how you'd make that assumption. And I do a mean backflip that's for sure.
But uh, no. I'm Spider-Man. You know. A super hero. And this?" Points to the fact that he's literally hanging off the bottom of a roof. "Just part of my powers."
“…guess i’m letting all my thoughts slip out today, huh? my apologies, miss. it’s just, i had to double take for a moment.” makoto does her best to smile — succeeding to some degree, but still feeling a bit awkward at being overheard.
“it’s not a bad thing, if that” -
briefly leaping back from the shock, an embarrassing, high-pitched squeak slips from makoto’s lips, which she swiftly covers the moment she’s able to process things.
“…oh. um, aha. are you some sort of street performer?” she manages to get out; awkwardly courtesy of prior -
"Lord, do I know that feeling! Its both nice cause you feel completely recharged...but also, why do I feel like I've been gone 84 years."
Hanging upside down. "But also hello there!"
// pre sae’s palace mini solo; reposting so new followers have an idea of my writing. formatting will be more minimalist in the future, but the style will remain.
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Morning felt raw and unwanted after sleep’s temporary reprieve from last night’s verbal lashing came to an end. For so long she’d told herself that sis didn’t mean her words; that they were merely the inevitable result of abundant stress, but they burned —
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looks around, appearing somewhat out of sorts, and instinctively begins stretching her shoulders. “my goodness… it feels like i just woke from the longest nap of my life.”