Trigger warnings for blood, horror, neck trauma, death, suicidal ideation etc will feature, follow with caution.
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Written by Andy.
blog est. Nov 2013
Status: Hiatus (as of Mid August)
Formerly strigoxica.
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|| { † } For a ‘friend’, they seemed to have already shared a lot of intimate contact. Sure, on Mami’s side she hadn’t known Homura for long, but switched… Homura found herself confused. It wasn’t as if the blonde was human either – there was no fear there of carelessly killing her. But there was still the edging concern of getting too attached… and Madoka…
Her thoughts were interrupted by their lips against each others’, and with that, it was like suddenly all of her worries momentarily dissolved. Friends… with Tomoe Mami.
❝ That settles it, then… You and I. We shall
pursue this friendship together. ❞
Homura softly affirmed it, carefully raising a hand of her own and running a smooth lock of Mami’s hair between her fingers. She tilted her head slightly, sighing out a low hum and (perhaps hesitantly) caressing lips against the elder’s silky cheek.
❝ Though, I have to wonder… why choose
me as a companion? Aren’t you wary that
I may be untrustworthy…? ❞
– The question being more of a marginally apprehensive whisper than solid inquiry, much to Homura’s own surprise. Violet eyes turned their gaze away, avoiding eye contact once again.