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BEAUTIFUL. - DIRTY. - RICH.
#kinda sorta back--#and i'm Here now !#this blog will be my archive#while i'll be on this other one--#please follow !#and thank you !
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suohiisms:
—-He pulls away at his best friend’s response, princely facade
falling away into a pout almost immediately. Pink lips part
to whine, Kyoya’s nickname heavy on his tongue, but just
before it can escape he notices. Pink tinges just the tips of
the teen’s ears, giving away exactly what Tamaki wanted to
know; it’s all he needs to spur him on as he leans close once
again and rests delicate fingers over Kyoya’s knee.
❝ –I think you’re lying, Kyo-kun~. ❞
When Tamaki leaned back in, it was with an instinctive wont that the secretary leaned back to keep a leveled spacing between them, leaving the wondering digits on his knee anything but unnoticed.
❛ ——– think as you like; however, my answer still stands.
Tamaki’s presence at the moment was- overwhelming- to say the least. Even when the air took the sudden switch into a more (dare he say) coquettish nature, Kyoya remained unabashed.
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BEAUTIFUL. - DIRTY. - RICH.
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Tamaki moves closer to deliver his next line,
their lips barely inches apart.
❝Tell me, Kyo-kun—
—Have you ever thought about
k i s s i n g me?❞
And though he kept his facade of indifference, the closing proximity in which they became was enough to heat the tips of Kyouya’s ears. Being in a rather- intimate- position with the host king was nothing new, but the distance was something Kyouya never thought to be used to.
❛ ——– what with business agendas and club concerns i tend to per day, kissing you is hardly a thought i entertain. . .
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me: is being an indecisive bean
#idk if i wanna be here or nah but#decided to do some warming up (?)#in order to maybe (?)#start slowly inching my way back into rp tbh#ah#ahhh#also gotta do some cleaning#this blog is collecting so much dUst
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Feel free to unfollow. This blog will no longer be active any time in the future.
* indefinite hiatus.
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❛ ——– i’m merely stating the fact of the matter. of all the themes we’ve had for the club, this one was, by far, the least successful. and by a large sum, i may add.”
❝ –Nobody likes a downer, Kyoya~ ❞
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❛ -------- well, the idea itself was quite excellent; however if i'm to be frank, the execution was horrible in the long run."
#anime rp#manga rp#ouran rp#ohshc rp#literally what do people tag anymore idk#but here we go#let's try this again#oh mygod my formatting is terrible but i'll fix it up another time#❛ open.
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#cleaning things up around here#and maybe i'll get started again?#screams when will i ever get coding right i am sO
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Even in the crowded public atmosphere, his best friend’s voice was the most dominant above the rest. Tamaki sat with his mouth wide open, the word ‘AHH’ sounding from his lips in what seemed to Kyoya like a never ending stream. And slowly did he chew, dark hues staring straight through to the halfwit blond who’s bright idea was to go out on this Sunday evening to finally visit the newly built bakery on its opening day.
Of course it wasn’t Kyoya’s fault if he didn’t want to share his dessert. He ordered his own food as Tamaki had, but the once the food had arrived, the blond set its sights and decided he wanted to have his, acting like a child who didn’t like his own toy truck so he decides to take his friend’s much better looking toy instead. And as much as Kyoya absolutely did not want to share his ‘toy truck’ with Tamaki, he’d just about had it.
The Shadow King picked up the small cake between his fingers and without warning, shoved the pastry into Tamaki’s open mouth. That ought to shut him up for now.
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"Kyoiya, how did you become friends with Tamaki?" Kaoru asked his head cocked to the side.
“Truth be told, it was more or less by complete accident.”
However, it was never the pursuing of the Suoh heir that was the accident. It had been the actually becoming friends part. Kyoya had only approached Tamaki by orders of his father, to make good friends in order of good business. From then, the blond seemed to have wriggled his way permanently into his life — an odd happening, one that occurred without the Shadow King ever up-front acknowledging. But of course, this was nothing he wanted to tell others.
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I want a ship so intense that my muse doesn’t even know what’s happening to them. I want my muse to have feelings so intense they don’t recognize themselves anymore, that it completely consumes them and unlocks a whole new side of their personality that they have never seen before.
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Send me ┼ for my muse's reaction to walking in on your muse
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1. Standing over a body
2. Covered in blood
3. Unconcious
4. Being attacked
5. Torturing someone
6. Struggling to breathe
7. Committing suicide
8. Having a mental breakdown
9. Wearing just a towel
10. Wearing sexy lingerie
11. Completely naked
12. Kissing someone
13. Having sex with someone
14. Watching porn
15. Masturbating
16. Taking suggestive pictures
17. Drunk
18. Practicing pick up lines
19. Asleep
20. Dancing with themselves
21. Packing their bags
22. Climbing out the window
23. Crying at a movie
24. Crying
25. Mun’s choice!
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"That he is, but he's an idiot with a face that can sell." After all, he wasn't called the host king solely for his personality. Kyoya stood, watching with tentativeness as the young woman flipped through the collection, his little black book in hand. Another satisfied customer, something he looked forward to the most. "I do hope we have further business in the near future, miss."
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"Really? But he sure sounds like a idiot no offence but he has the looks." Rei said flipping through it quickly, rather excited to read it when class was over, now don’t get her wrong the one in front of her was cute as well, but he seemed more of the cool & serious type not to mention the brains behind the host club. Rei nodded towards the other, understanding as he explained things. "Yeah I guess you are too busy for such things."
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A hand was lifted, digits holding his chin as Kyoya thought about the pros and the cons of this situation. Pros were, it could definitely bring in more money, and they certainly could use much of it as of lately. But this situation could definitely pose as a problem if word were to get out and the hosts were just to be used as 'boyfriends for hire'. With the growing of too many requests and the trouble that may follow, things would become too hectic. He was a bit torn.. "Well.. I wouldn't suggest looking here, all considering, but perhaps for the right price."
damn!
This should be easy. Offer
money, fake a relationship,
get the stalker off her back,
easy!
As his silence settled,
her cheeks only seemed to grow
warmer. This was stupid.
Sesshi shouldn’t have to
stoop this low.
However, brows kneaded together
upon his question.
——”W-well..I guess just someone to
be seen with for a short while.
I have a problem to deal with
and I think you may
be the answer.”
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"Why would I ever do that?"
❝—It’s okay to love me, Mommy.❞
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