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username //x Nekoma's Lion x||x name //x calcifer inkwellx||x gender //x male x||x favorite thing about fall //x ↓↓
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tick-tick-tick.
a deep inhale brings a wave of smoothness that washes over his lungs. he'll never get tired of the spicy smell.
the hands of the clock blink by, but he doesn't notice.

tick-tick-tick.
the quiet office that he should soon call a second home lulls him to sleep. the only companion he has is a cheap
plastic fork and the ever-tempting slice of cake in front of him: a notoriously popular seasonal treat, a cream
cheese frosted pumpkin cake, sprinkled with spicy cinnamon.

tick-tick-tick.
calcifer has never been one for favorites. but if he had to choose, fall would be his most enjoyed season, for
autumn brings his favorite type of cake.

tick-tick-tick.
a sweet pumpkin cake, baked to a golden perfection. the layers of the soft cake, gently covered with a smooth
cream cheese frosting. drizzled on top is a string of caramel, and for completion—the most anticipated part—the
cinnamon pumpkin powder that generously tops the whole cake. sprinkle in a few nuts, and that's heaven right there.

tick-tick-click!
"isn't that your fourth cake this week? geez, calcy."
a door opens, and there stands his coworker—halcyon, tissue covering his nose.
"well, it isn't particularly my fault your body cursed itself. if i couldn't eat this delicious pumpkin spiced cake,
then i don't know what i'd do with myself."
calcifer smirked at his partner and waved the slice of cake at him. his partner only watched with disgust.
"whatever, jus-just keep that thing away from me."

tick-tick-sneeze!
he guesses that's another favorite thing about fall. not only does his favorite treat come into stores, but he can
knock out two birds with one stone. halcyon absolutely despises pumpkin spice, and avoids their shared office
like the plague while he gets some time alone to indulge in some delicious cake.
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username //x Nekoma's Lion xx||xx name //x nasuda dr'iengxx||xx gender //x female xx||xx what keeps them calm? //x ↓↓

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"Feelings come and go like clouds in a windy sky. Conscious breathing is my anchor."

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inhale. exhale.

she sighed softly. her soft breath brushed the gentle feathers of a solemn wind chime, and a quiet melody danced in the air.


inhale. exhale.

the quiet ticking of a clock resonated in the tiny room-tick, tick, tick-but she didn't hear it.


inhale. exhale.

and she opened her eyes. a few heartbeats passed. and another few, and another few. but it wasn't as if nasuda was keeping count anyways. rather, she watched the room quite carefully. every blink was like the shutter of a camera-click. she took a picture of it, and stored away the scene in her brain before moving on.


inhale. exhale.

in those times where the walls seems to be closing in, those times where she finds it a bit more difficult to breathe, those times when everything seemed a bit too heavy. nasuda breathes. and she listens.


inhale. exhale.

she sits down and listens to her surrounding. her body may be there, but her soul and mind is outside, quietly observing; she takes a step back, and watches.


inhale. exhale.

the room is small. it houses many things for a hut of its size; shelves of books line the wall, nasuda ponders if she has ever seen the actual wallpaper of the house before. the books themselves lay haphazardly across the floor, some sprawled open on their backs, or some laid flop-bellied on the ground. there is evidence that some had been dog-earred in the past by some heathen, while on the contrary some look to be in pristine condition. her ears perk at the sound of their presence. nasuda blinked wistfully; books are such chatty things. the books themselves flap their pages as if they too, wished to fly like birds. their thin sheets crinkle and protest when one handles them none-too gently. they too, shout when they fall; the floor is not a good cushion. and when the wind touches their hard covers, they open and sing a melody for it. their pages flip in a secret song, the sound quite relaxing in a silent room. but the books will only sing for those who listen; they only sing for those who will watch.


inhale. exhale.

and she listens. there is a soft song playing, not by someone--oh no, rather it plays from the room. wind chimes littered the windows of the tiny hut. some lay strung up from the roof; some where dangling on the walls, pinned up by a rusty tack; some where resting upon the table. nasuda blinked warmly at them. she remembered those days when she used to make the fluttering wind chimes. some resembled dream catchers more than others, long feathers that ranged from a proud eagle's wing, to a delicate magpie; while some were the usual iron pipes that clanked irritably if their neighbors were too close.


inhale. exhale.

with gentle caresses, the wind would touch upon her endless wind chimes strewn about, and in return they would sing for their small audience: nasuda and the wind. when she had created them, she created them to be the orchestra she dreamed to be a part of. now, she created them to be able to breathe a little more clearly, a little more freely. low clunks would be their percussion. long, drawn out clangs, the beat and rhythm of the song. light tinkling and dings, their strings; the lead roles, the voices in the song.


inhale. exhale.

but of course, the audience is more than a lonely artist in the forest. symphonies were meant to be shared with the world. and nasuda leaves her door open just a teeny crack every morning, every evening, every night, and invites her guests in as they please; woodland creatures come and go as they see fit. and she relishes in their company, the soft pelt of a newly born deer under her fingers. the sharp nails that pokes her as a squirrel runs across her legs. the soft purrs that lull her to sleep, with the occasional tickle of whiskers from a visiting feline friend.


inhale. exhale.

yes, all those things she wouldn't trade for the world. for all these things- that is what keeps nasuda, nasuda. the comforting touch, the sounds that surround her, they are what anchor her to the ground. even when moments seem rough, she breathes and counts her blessings, in whatever form they may come in.


inhale. exhale.


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user// nekoma's lion ━ name// sienna reeds ━ gender// female ━ age// 22 y/o ━ lipstick lesbian ━ infj-t
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likes:

i. causal gardening
plants, in itself, are quiet companions that can really spruce up a home without
the mess and hassle. they look nice, and they're relatively easy to handle. sienna
took up casual gardening as to cope with the stress of deadlines and artist's block,
but when the stump she was caught in fell away, she found herself not being able
to part with her leafy companions. tending to each and every plant she has soothes
her soul, watering, dusting, and feeding them is just another daily routine after a
stressful day of work.
ii. scrapbooking
as per her gardening, scrapbooking is something to de-stress after a day of work and
a way to collect all the memories over the years. she has one scrapbook that holds
dear memories of her own life--i.e. the day where she graduated, or got her first
job!--and another scrapbook that holds pictures of the plants she's had over the
years. from the day they were brought home to the day when they were in full
bloom. scrapbooking also gives sienna the chance to express any artistic ideas
she has floating around in her head, or just to try out a new experimental style.
iii. homemade coffee
the joy and satisfaction of making your own coffee every morning (even if you have
to get up at ungodly hours of the morning) is something sienna takes great joy in.
with her coffee, sienna likes to try new flavors and brands of coffee beans. unlike
coffee shops, even if the coffee turns out bad, sienna takes it with a pep in her
step and a new idea for the next day. she likes to try something new to spice up
her routine from time to time, even if it gives her burnt, bitter coffee for a while.
iv. staying home
sienna isn't really a people's person, so majority of her free time is spent at home,
nose buried in a book, or tending to her ever-growing garden. she feels more com-
fortable talking to people over the phone or through emails--confrontation is her
one true weakness. besides, staying at home allows her to do so much, such as
just cat-napping for eight hours straight. lazing around the house on a rainy sunday
is one of her favorite activities; netflix on, popcorn ready, and oversized pajamas.
v. fall & winter
the fall and winter are her absolute favorite seasons. when the coldfront starts
rolling in, she's always more excited to be outside than the other seasons. not
only is christmas in winter, but the autumn aesthetic is to die for. with red,
orange, and yellow leaves all around her, autumn gives her large amounts of
inspiration. not to mention, the cool weather fashion is always one of her
favorites. a cute hoodie over a t-shirt, skinny jeans, her favorite boots and,
her chilly look is complete. not to mention her fluffy jackets she's stored for
the winter.
vi. a nice aesthetic
sienna's biggest thing is aesthetic. a good aesthetic is the way to live. having
a cute hipster aesthetic, or a posh modern look; she lives for designing an
aesthetically pleasing piece of art. as an interior designer, sienna takes great
joy in creating a home that people love and enjoy. she's one of those people
who create the plans for those rooms you see in home catalogs. having the
perfect color scheme click with the furniture presented is always a small joy
in sienna's job. but a nice aesthetic also extends to her appearance as well;
she would never dare go outside without first picking through at least three
outfits, all in different styles to 'match her mood'. she's a fashion diva.
dislikes:

i. summer
sienna hates summer. it's just too hot for her. summer = less layers to lessen
the heat, and less layers = less options for cute clothing ): in winter, she can
put on more layers to keep warm, or stay inside, but in summer it's too hot to
even think. not only will she run out of simple t-shirts + shorts combos, but
she isn't a big fan of excessive sweating either.
ii. dogearred books
dogearring a book is just pain cruel. reading and enjoying a good book is just
as important as preserving said book for another read through during a rainy day.
not only that, but it ruins the condition of the pages; if every page was bent out
of shape, then slowly it'll ruin more quickly.
iii. noisy people & things
she works best in a peaceful silence, ones with ambient noises at most. sienna
usually needs silence or a calm lofi mix to concentrate on her work. so when
someone extra chattery comes along and starts banging up noise, it completely
throws her out of her funk. she's one of those artists where you go big or go
home; she's either 110% concentrated or 0% concentrated. she's horrid at multi-
tasking, so trying to juggle a piece for her job and a conversation at the same
time is a complete catastrophe.
iv. fashion crises
as someone who spends at least half an hour in the bathroom prepping her next
outfit, sienna finds it an absolute insult when someone wears socks and sandals or
any equally offending clothing combo. as someone who works heavily with aesthetic
and 'pretty looking things', sienna usually loves nitpicking who wears what. in reality,
she's way too shy to go up to a stranger and tell them their shirt doesn't match with
their eyes. instead she stews in her own shyness, even though her diva senses are
going off.
v. peer pressure
sienna usually isn't very well equipped with dealing with peer pressure. she can
handle copious amounts of deadlines and heavy workloads, but having someone try
to edge her into doing something frustrates her more and more. on one hand, she
often wants to say "no" just to spite the person, but on the other hand, her fear of
confrontation skyrockets, and most times she usually does reluctantly cave. sienna's
slowly working on being more abrasive though!
vi. too sweet things
while sienna enjoys her morning coffee and the occasional sweet treat, she highly
dislikes incredibly sweet things. it's too overwhelming for her tastebuds, not to
mention her sweet tooth. if it's too sweet, it just loses the appeal of the treat,
and it also hurts her teeth when she bites into it. not only is it too much, the
threat of cavities is a serious thing when dealing with sweets!
personality:

sienna is a small and shy type of person. she fumbles with names to faces and often
times avoids calling people by their names to make sure she never embarrasses her-
self and calls someone the wrong name. she's the type to easily flush, and most times
would die of embarrassment when she messes something up for someone. around the
ones she's comfortable with, she's less of a stumbling mess, but an open book of
emotions. it's obvious when she's happy with how her eyes light up, and how sad she
is when her ears and tail droops. sienna is one of those people who gives out their
word, and absolutely sticks to it 'till the end. often times, she's so concentrated on
pleasing others she forgets to take a breather for herself. despite being incredibly
shy, she's just a ball of sunshine that's a bit too shy to peek over the clouds. sienna
spends majority of her time cleaning up and prettying everything up as she feels
most comfortable when she's in control of at least one thing. she's a diva and a half
but she loves it. dressing up in cute outfits is something she enjoys and helps her
relax, even if she spends about three hours at a time in a mall looking for outfits.
she enjoys her close friends deeply, and often times turns into a clingy koala when
she's sleepy or grumpy. sienna wont admit it but she's an intense cuddler.
job:

sienna studied art & design in online college courses and graduated in about a year
and two-thirds. currently, she's working in her first year as an independent interior
designer. as far as it's going, she's thoroughly enjoying the work, even if sometimes
she takes on multiple projects at a time. sienna loves the fact that she can apply
what she loves--art--into her job. as much as she's enjoying it, she does have her
bad days, where artist's block hits her too hard, or some days where she's way too
loaded to even pick up a pencil or color palette. on those days, it usually takes a
friend or two to drag her away and towards her favorite k-dramas on netflix to
calm down. sienna loves her job, don't get her wrong, but she's still learning her
own limits.

a good friend:

quen tor is sienna's best friend and current wingman. he's the guy that drags her out
to parties or plain out introduces her to his friends. with sienna's shy personality, she
isn't the adventurous, flirting type. however, have no fear, quen tor is right by her side,
and he talks enough for the both of them. on a deeper level, even if he looks a bit prickly,
the two have been good friends for years after a blind date gone wrong. a friend of sienna
tried to hook her up with quen tor without realizing her interests was elsewhere. however,
the two had a blast as good friends, and they ended up chatting about the latest episode of
sienna and quen tor's favorite k-drama. throughout the years, he's been her pillar of constant
support through thick and thin. he drags her out on lunch breaks when she's too busy to
remember. in return she helps him dress sometimes before going out since his choice in
fashion was "so atrocious." they weekly have lunch on thursdays unless something pops up,
however their favorite activity is setting up a giant pillow fort and binging netflix over the
weekend. they're best friends 'till the end.

fun extras:
x when sienna discovers a new song, she blasts it for days until she's sick of it, much to
xxx.quen tor's horror. her current obsession is the mamma mia soundtrack.

x without her morning coffee, sienna has no filter from her brain to her mouth. even if she
xxx.doesn't mean it, it'll come out anyways. she's surprisingly snippy about everything.

x she is never warm. sienna will steal your hoodies and clothes purely for the warmth, but
xxx.will ditch it immediately when it's no longer warm ):

x sienna is the type of person to trash someone's outfit but compliments it tenfold because
xxx.she feels bad for thinking so.

x she loves physical contact!! but is most times too scared to initiate. hugs are the best!

x definitely sings a lot when she thinks no one's watching. quen tor has a video of her
xxx.enthusiastically performing ABBA's dancing queen.

x i honestly did not mean to make this such a giant form w he e zes m sor ror y

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