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moon—field:

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“…I don’t wanna hit a little girl. So, shut your mouth, brat.”

♛- Oh? Why not? Scared of this ‘little girl’ are we?”  

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smoking-bomberhead:

『”Excuse me….?” He growled, not liking the woman’s tone. “Who do you think you are?!” 』

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♛- Returning his hostile tone with a mischievous smirk, Naoko chuckled slightly before musing. “Oh? You don’t know? How sad, I am Naoko”  

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oblitus-memoria:

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“…—Hi.”

♛- “Hmph, and you are?”  

 

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murdered-hope:

“Cherry pocky?”

“Aren’t you a lucky young man. This is the last box.”

Lucky, huh? Bfft, he hadn’t hear of this word such long time. If you say so. Already payed the sweet treat, the Shimon was juuuust about to open up the package— just to be in the end stopped by a loud whine.

“I’m sorry miss, we’re out of it.”

Uhuh… And there came his luck, out of the window. Poke poke shoulder. Even if the other turned quite irritated toward him, that didn’t stop Enma from making up the next remark:

“You can have this.”

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♛- For Naoko, this particular day already proved to be much more tedious than the one before it, and the long walk to said picturesque shop, only thinned her patience further. Damn it all. Relived to finally be arriving, eager steps rapidly carried her twice around the tiny shop. Curses. Unwilling to make a third trip, Naoko returned to the counter only to practically bellow her inquiry. “Oi! Where do you people keep the pocky?” 

I’m sorry miss, were out of it.

Stunned silent by the cashiers response, her thoughts continued to echo within disappointment. You’ve got to be kidding me, what am I going to do now, the next shop is two towns over, damn.. Taken aback by the sudden contact, Naoko jumped back slightly, eyeing the culprit with a solemn expression. “Who says I want your charity?”  

Anonymous whispered:
M!A YOUR A BOY

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♛- “Why would you want to lower my IQ?! Mun shall never allow suc-”

//poof poof. ;w;

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♛- “Geez guys, way to make me relive middle school..”

ooc; I’m only going to have this last for an hour or two. Thank you so much ;w; <33; 

↖ Accepting M!A’s.

(Source: rebelliousredboarder)

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futurebookman:

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Broadened viridity oculus raked through the individuals, and just as tense as he was— He allowed a strained chortle allude from pallid tiers along an accompaniment with a fleeted curt lift of his hands to beckon the individuals. “Uh— Eh— Heya—  Where are you all comin’ from?”

♛- Abruptly awoken from her halcyon reminiscence, Naoko flickered azure hues to the culprit, her head rising with an arrogant tilt, she watched his hesitant gesture through a cloud a thinning patience. “Hmph.” Unsure if he was referring directly to her, Naoko tossed only a mere insult in response. “Piss off, brat.”  
 

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shadowyoverlord:

“Ah… more people. I should stop getting surprised by this. Who are you, hm?”

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♛- “Now I don’t suppose you’d be talking to me?”  
 

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digi—bishounen:

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“Oh! Oh! What a beautiful girl~” Dian mused, adoring the little blonde. How the ravenette loved blondes! She squealed with delight and leaned forward, smiling broadly. “Hello! I’m Dian~ You know, sometimes. I’m never the same as the last~”

The ravenette twirled and spun and laughed. “What’s your name, precious girl?”

♛- Taken aback by the woman’s abrupt compliment, Naoko’s pallid cheeks quickly darkened with embarrassment. “O-oi! You blind or som-” Blinking twice, her sharp defense fell short with the maidens delirious introduction. What the hell.. Being one who usually riddled her first impressions with obscenities, she found herself especially bewildered by the woman’s perky poise. “If you must know, I am Naoko, the reincarnation of all that is vile, not some cutesy little girl, got it?!”   

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miraclehornpuppeteer:

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There was a girl here, and she had long flowing blonde hair similar to Etoile’s. Cornet approached her, wondering if perhaps it was she, but found that this girl was around the same height as the puppeteer. It couldn’t be Etoile, she was taller. “Um. Hello there.” 

♛- Turning to face the newcomer Naoko quirked a brow at the sudden appearance of the child before her, “Eh? You talking to me?” Being one who especially detested children, Naoko couldn’t resist the hint of irritation underlying her bewildered tone. “You lost your parents or something kid?”