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legit only on this blog to find people to rp with on discord.

#⚫️ — : ooc. #so if you wanna rp again and have a disco let me know lol

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psst, just saying i write more on discord so like if you wanna write come @ me

#⚫️ — : ooc. #doctor bitchcraft 4144

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hiiiiiiiiiiiii i am returning once i finish this project !  aka probably tonight !  i will slowly start working on replies but this is a formal request that everyone please give me an olympics au i am dying pls feed me

#⚫️ — : ooc. #PLS I NEED OKYMPICS THREADS #LIKE FOR ONE PLSSSS

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hiiiiiiiiiiiii i am returning once i finish this project !  aka probably tonight !  i will slowly start working on replies but this is a formal request that everyone please give me an olympics au i am dying pls feed me

#⚫️ — : ooc. #lIKE IF YOU WILL DO AN OLYMPICS AU WITH ME #PLS #I AM STARVING

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semi-hiatus; gotta go on a little baby hiatus for a bit !  with going back into the office, i gotta create a new schedule for everything and i’m a bit overwhelmed as of late. i’ve got finals and final projects due in the next two weeks as well so . . . lots going on !  i’m gonna take the next couple weeks to get my school work done and get on a new schedule then i will be back here. just gotta focus on some irl stuff for right now !  if you need me, you can find me on disco @ doctor bitchcraft #4144

#⚫️ — : ooc. #i'll be back soon!! #just gotta get this stuff done!!

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i’ll be back this week, i promise. my dogs all have kennel cough right now so my attention is currently on them. thanks everyone for being so patient !

#⚫️ — : ooc.

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haikyuu !! ch. 192 & 195 ╱ kōtarō bokuto 

#gallery — : kotaro bokuto. #q.

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takakuyaku​:

             AFTER CAREFUL surveillance of the area, sending thieves ahead of them to scout out the damage and what sort of activity were afoot, they weren’t kept completely in the dark of what had happened. After all they did lose a thief or two from suffering from the other villain’s quirk in action. But that didn’t really stop them, if anything it amuses them. 

“Well shit I was hoping to make a withdrawal, sure you can’t make any exceptions for little old me?” 

They let out with a bored look in their eyes, a slow tilt to their head as they cross their arms lazily. 

     noble’s brows pull together as she examines the individual, clearly seeing that they are not with the authorities nor the hero commission  — that much was immediately clear. still, she had no idea who they were or what they wanted so noble chose to keep her guard up . . . just in case.

‘ give me a good reason why i should.  ’

     hand is raised, prepared to strike should it be necessary. so far they do not seem like a threat but she’s learned in life to never judge someone’s intentions by their expression.

#takakuyaku #interactions — : noble. #q.

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pristessdivine​:

registration: keigo takami, hawks.

he could sit and listen to the noises she made all day, could revel in the way the way her throat vibrated against his hand as he held her. it took everything in keigo to not pin the woman to the bed and force more of those sultry noises out  — desperate to hear his name among them. but keigo calms himself ; instead, focuses on leaving marks upon her skin.

it’s not until neck is littered with bites does the man pull back, hand remaining behind.   ‘  that’s a good little songbird.  ’   he coos at her, a small hint of an actual coo among his words.

‘  now, you’re gonna undress me.  ’   another command is given as he lowers his hand, allowing cilla full access to his body. no one else was allowed to touch him in the ways that she did. and it was all because he had the utmost trust in cilla, knew she would never hurt him.   ‘  if you want me so bad, you’ve gotta work for it, mi amor.  ’

#pristessdivine #interactions — : keigo takami. #q. #nsfw

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sensshi​:

he  does  not  tolerate  ANY  disrespect  toward  his  loved  ones              ;              like  a  snarling  dog  on  a  chain,          naruto’s  gaze  is  steadied  upon  the  turn  of  the  drunkards’  backs.               tension  pulls  at  his  jaw,          stiffens  his  spine,          pulls  his  fist  closed.               but  his  lead  is  tugged  with  pacifying  words  and  he  is  quick  to  grow  docile  under  gaara’s  smile.

“               yeah,          i  guess.               don’t  listen  to  any  of  them,          gaara.               i  think  you’re  doin’  a  pretty  damn  good  job  running  this  place,          ya’  know.               ”               grin  plastered  upon  his  face,          he  leaps  from  provoked  to  poise  without  a  trace  of  his  earlier  irritation.               “               i'll  have  a  bunch  to  learn  from  you  while  i  get  ready  to  be  hokage.               it’s  gonna  happen  soon          !!!          ”

he watches naruto, sees the way anger is apparent in just the way that he stands there. the other never ceased to amaze gaara in any fashion ; naruto was always full of such passion and determination, sometimes the kazekage wished he had even an ounce of it. 

‘  hearing that from you is all the assurance i need in the world,  ’   gaara replies in a low voice, offering naruto an even bigger smile. he allowed himself to lower his guard around the blonde. he knew naruto was no threat to him. he trusted him.   ‘  and i long to see that day. i want nothing more than to see you succeed and achieve your dream.  ’

#sensshi #interactions — : gaara. #q.

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#gallery — : gaara. #q.

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—maitiest​:

@dakusutori​         roared         : hands in pockets, cigarette hanging out the mouth — the usual for shikamaru. “you actually takin’ a break from training? come eat with us.”

❝    i’m    not    ,    actually    .          i’m    just    on    my    way    back    .    ❞            it’s  either  WORKING  or  TRAINING  .        because  an  ambassador’s  duties  were  plenty  ,  have  always  been  ,  but  it  just  wasn’t  lee  if  he  let  something  as  trivial  as  his  duties  get  in  the  way  of  his  training  .            and  HEAVENS  ABOVE  ,  lee  is  greateful  for  the  wind  turning  .          he  liked  shikamaru  ,  he  really  did  ,  but  the  stench  of  cigarettes  were  just  too  much  for  his  overly  sensitized  nose  .          he  had  avoided  asuma  -  sensei  for  the  same  reasons  ,  back  in  the  day  .               WHY    NOT    SOCIALIZE    ONCE    IN    A    WHILE    .         THE    ROKUDAIME    WON’T    MIND    .               lee  hasn’t  eaten  since  his  hasty  breakfast  ,  and  it  seemed  to  be  the  nekomata’s  job  to  get  the  jonin  to  take  care  of  himself  .

❝    what    are    we    having    ??    ❞            lee  could  always  stare  down  at  his  papers  later  ,  or  run  across  five  different  countries’  borders  to  deliver  the  hokage’s  messages  .

he’s calculating as he watches lee, trying to determine what sort of a response he will be given by the other. lee was one of — if not the — most hardworking people in the village. shikamaru admired that about him ; how he had so much energy for duties and training and everything else under the sun. it wasn’t the type of life he planned to live himself but he was proud that rock lee seemed to find himself a good balance.

‘ barbecue. choji won a bet earlier and got to choose,  ’   he responds, taking a drag from the cigarette.   ‘ you in?  ’

#maitiest #interactions — : shikamaru nara. #q.

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Think about what’s fun, not what’s easy.

  ⤷ bokuto koutaro gifset as requested by @bokkuroos

#gallery — : kotaro bokuto. #q.

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pristessdivine​:​

          SUCH EAGERNESS BROUGHT about that quaint little smile, the one that was often the rarest yet most enchanting of treasures seen upon her lips. Tenderness followed suit, such a sight that only those close were blessed to witness - he certainly was. His joyful exterior, that wonderful smile of his own, all so contagious &&. beautiful to witness.

          EAGER TO SPEND a day, just themselves, Priscilla was thrilled. As much as she adored the time she, Keigo &&. their daughter had as a family, there were times where she wished for a day for just themselves. Two love birds caught in a strange, crazy world of mortal gods &&. tragic heroes, able to break away from the world to spend a quiet moment together. Just themselves, in the still world without disturbance.

           It seemed that he had read her mind &&. made such preparations for that very wish.

          ❛  I’m coming, my love, no need to rush me.  ❜  A MAN OF his reputation ; too fast, too swift, but still ever adorable. The woman could not help but be in awe of him, he had allowed her to witness such a side of him that many dreamed of. How lucky she was. 

           HANDS FIDDLED WITH adjustments to attire, straightening jacket &&. perfecting layout of simplistic jewellery. Dates required her to take even greater pride in her appearance, to appear even more grand than usual.  ❛  Mi amor, do I get any clue to what you have planned  ?  You’ve barely told me a thing of today apart from it’ll be one hell of a day.  ❜

     he’s practically pacing at the door, awaiting cilla to finally declare her readiness so they can take off for the day. keigo does not wish to rush his girlfriend but there were a few time sensitive things he had planned for the both of them. time could be made up in other places so they remained adhered to the schedule he’d crafted.

     today he dressed a little nicer than his usual t-shirt and jeans, opting for a pair of boots and a jacket to accompany the look. naturally, jewelry dawned his wrists and fingers, the signature chain hung from his belt loops. looking at keigo in hero uniform, people always assumed the pro-hero dressed in the fanciest of garb in his day-to-day life, dawning suits and the finest of clothes. buuuuut, he was the opposite. keigo would be fine with joggers and a t-shirt he’d picked up from a local department store if he could. but today was special, so the clothes had to match.

     ‘  no hints! it’s all a surprise,  ’   he responds with a quick kiss to the top of her head before stepping back, admiring her. within seconds keigo looked as if he wanted to eat her up but he forced himself to look at her normally  — and not so lustful.   ‘  mi amor,  ’   he begins, copying her own phrase,   ‘  you look beautiful.  ’

     another kiss to the head.   ‘  are you ready to go?  ’

#pristessdivine #interactions — : keigo takami. #q.

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austerulous​:

If she had taken the form of a wild animal, Annie was sure it would be something venomous, something barred with an alarming combination of lurid stripes.  If not that, then it would at least possess a grim mouth crammed with rows of oversized teeth.  There would be some characteristic that screamed:  Do not touch me, do not come near, I am dangerous.  Connie Springer was undeterred.  With a wide smile, he fearlessly caught the rattlesnake by its tail, and swept her into arms.

Touch came more easily, after having Nina.  Nina who had nuzzled and rooted against her as an infant, who Annie had cradled and rocked through every bout of colic and every blazing fever.  Nina who now dispensed hugs generously and often slept in her mother’s bed, all wild blonde waves and pale limbs.  For all the peace and loveliness that came with being close to her daughter, Annie had yearned for the contact of another adult, for the feeling of being held by someone larger than her, someone on her level.  Four years she had been starved of grown-up company, save that of other parents who she bumped into at the school gate or in the crowded play parks, invariably existing in the same perpetually half-present, sleep-deprived state of distraction as she did.

With movements stiff and unpractised, she responded, splaying her free hand lightly against Connie’s back, the other still clutching that useless cup of unfinished, unwanted coffee.  Relaxing into his embrace, vague memories stirred; of being caught between the weight of a warm body and an unfamiliar mattress, of her pale fingers sliding through hair buzzed short – velvety to the touch – of moaning softly, pleading into an open mouth.

“It’s been a lifetime.”  The lifetime of one little girl, at least.  “Too long.”  Pulling back, she drank him in, seeing how the planes of his face had shifted subtly, settling into maturity.  “I can’t believe you’ve abandoned me to be the last, lonely member of the fun-size club.”  Wintry eyes narrowed in feigned disapproval as Annie clicked her tongue in rebuke.  Where he had grown taller, she had stayed much the same height.  “I’m not even fun.”

Stepping back, opening up respectable space between them, she nodded her head in the direction they should take through the leafy green park.  “Let’s walk?  We can grab a coffee – or another one, in my case – and you can fill me in on everything I’ve missed.”  Chancing a glance up at Connie, she was struck again by the blatant similarities he and Nina shared.  Annie’s expression softened, while her stomach clenched.  “Talk to me, Goose.”

he cannot help that boisterous laugh that escapes him, hands resting on toned hips.   ‘  what can i say? puberty finally kicked in!  ’   there were small resemblances in his face of the young boy annie had left behind four years ago, but many those resemblances were simply more mature ; finely tuned and sharpened, like his jawline that had decided to finally make an appearance. connie certainly had grown . . . but so had annie.

she was still small, of course, but connie could not help but admire her features. they were still sharp and jutting but there was a certain softness to them  — to her eyes, especially. and don’t think he didn’t notice how she’d willingly hugged him back. the old annie would’ve grumbled and told connie to get off but this annie? no, she was different. he liked it.   ‘  aw, come on! you’re plenty of fun.  ’

mind returns to that halloween for some reason. he remembers a woman with blonde hair beneath him, sweet and sultry moans escaping her. pleading and begging was mixed in. the squeak of a shitty bed. he swears for a moment he sees annie’s face on that woman and it feels so . . . right. but he keeps it to himself, shaking the memory away to focus on the woman before him now. he didn’t come here to recollect, he came here to ask questions.

‘  coffee sounds great! i’ll buy.  ’   connie offers before he begins to move towards a nearby shop he frequented, hands stuffing themselves into pockets.   ‘  well, still tryin’ to figure my shit out, ya know. not quite sure what i wanna do. what about you, hmm? seems like you’ve been busy.  ’

#austerulous #interactions — : connie springer. #q.

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no, no. I’m not doing anything like that.

#gallery — : keigo takami. #q.

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determincd​:

SHE   WOULD   ALWAYS                  be   his   number   one   priority,   the   last      good      thing   he   had   left   in   a   world   ruled   by   abhorrence.   It   was   the   little   things,   the   little   promises,   the   proposed   trip   to   the   beach   that   brought      light      back   upon   them.   His   bay   sister   had   always   been   special   but   he   thought   especially   so   now,   having   overcome   so   many   obstacles   any   other   man-eating   demon   would   defer   into.   

She   was   strong.   Tanjiro   knew   this.   

“   .   .   .   I’ll   cure   you,”   His   voice   was   firm   with   conviction,   “And   when   I   do,   we’ll   do      everything      we’ve   ever   talked   about.   We’ll   bring   Inosuke   and   Zenitsu.   We’ll   be   like   a   family   again.”   The   could   never   fully   regained   what   they   had   lost,   but   in   their   place   had   blossomed   something      new      that   neither   ever   could   have   imagined;         allies   in   arms.

she always had faith in her brother, even back before everything had happened. before demons existed. before family was buried in the grown. before tanjiro was forced to wield a blade. nezuko always knew her brother to be one of the strongest individuals in the world, clear in the way he tended to the family. so, when he promised to cure her, she had the utmost faith in him.

nezuko cannot help but to feel overwhelmed with emotions by his words, finds the small tears welling in eyes. he always vowed to take care of her, from the moment she became a demon he was putting his life on the line. 

the young girl moves forward and wraps arms around him in a tight hug, shielding her face from the world and allowing herself to drop her strengths for a moment. tears fall onto his clothing because even a demon could cry. especially this one.

@hinokvmi​​

#interactions — : nezuko kamado. #q. #hinokvmi