#ʟ

[vindictiae]

@photobombingcryptid "Please - we don't rob the watering grounds. We drink, get drunk, pass out and drink some more!"

"I mean, granted mech.. but ya never know. I'll come armed, just in case. Maybe even come in legged too."

Are those finger guns? He'll never tell.

#ʙ ʟ ᴀ ᴢ ᴇ » [ a comet blazing /twisting and crazing a harbinger in his own right #ᴅ ᴇ ᴀ ᴅ ʟ ᴏ ᴄ ᴋ » [ can't silence what's been spoken / i'm mad as hell. not broken ]

[bellsplit]

` ❅ ||   fallesto.   »   (  FROM.  )

SHATTERED  EYES  WATCH  ON  FROM  THE  BRANCHES  ABOVE,   a certain satisfaction in them that is mirrored in the curve of his smile.     this sort of life must be  hard  on the former pillar,  he thinks,  though akaza himself is used to a life in the wild ... a hungry,  rough—resting,  cold kind of life,  one that a successful eldest son of an old,  successful family shouldn't have to lead.     but the oni is  proud  of how his companion has risen to the occasion,  allowed the proverbial fire to be lit under him & has been his inspiration to once again  pick  up  his  sword.

destructive death stands from his crouch & steps off of the branch that he'd been perched upon,  dropping almost silently to the ground a few paces away from kyojuro.     if the glow from his  right  eye  is a bit dimmer than that of his left,  well,  that's merely because of the lingering damage from the sun ... though it hasn't impacted his vision in the slightest,  unless his left is somehow  compensating  & he isn't aware of it.     however there have been a few changes made on areas where the sunlight had burned him more deeply,  ranging from benign discoloration of his pale skin to a near complete   darkening  of his tattoos,  most noticeable on his right shoulder & the side of his neck where they have very nearly turned  black.

he still hasn't gotten all of his range of motion back yet,  either ;    & when kyojuro sleeps during the morning & afternoon,  akaza drills in the darkness of wherever they've managed to find shelter in an attempt to stretch his burned skin.     he's already come very close to having to  explain  himself  in the presence of the remaining kizuki ... & akaza is driven on by an urge to  never  embarrass himself again by enduring a repeat of that encounter.

he will not be  shamed  for his idiosyncrasies :    if  douma  is allowed to keep pets,  then  why  is  he  forbidden  from  doing  so?

"  you've been trainin' hard.  "

the crescent moon approaches with a lazy sort of confidence,  resting a hand on his companion's shoulder when he reaches him & giving it a light squeeze.     suddenly kyojuro's  looking  at  him,   yes,  actually  looking  at  him  & not  THROUGH  HIM  to ... whatever it is that rengoku kyojuro is always looking at.     it makes curiosity bloom in that gilded gaze before he's leaning in,  transfixed,  to lightly bump their foreheads together.     why,  he isn't sure  —  it just feels like the right thing to do,  something that can give the pillar a degree of comfort & display his gratitude without him having to fumble through unfamiliar words.

the demon can't possibly know just what's going through kyojuro's head right now,  the feelings that are changing between them ...     then again,  akaza's  always  carried a burning obsession for this man.     this new emotion,  however,  is ... very unexpected,  just like the lips that graze his own in a starcrossed sort of  kiss.

A  KISS.

he's not naive :    akaza knows exactly what this sort of touch implies.     affection,  care,  fondness  —  things  that  a  kizuki  should  not  be  afforded,   let alone  AFFORD  TO  HIMSELF.     but before he can overthink it further,  kyojuro is pulling away with a start,  stumbling back & looking away as if he's  ashamed  of himself.

& that just ... won't do.     that won't do  at  all.

"  why're you  apologizing?  "

the oni moves slowly to close the distance between them once more as blue fingers curl around kyojuro's wrist with oddly gentle care.     another touch of their foreheads together,  pink lashes fluttering against striped cheeks :    it's perhaps  foolish  to believe that any of this would matter in the long run.     but akaza supposes that's why they ought to at least  try ... if they will truly be dead in any random length of time,  then they may as well  enjoy  what  little  time  they  have  left  together.

"  i'd rather you  do  it  again.  "

&,  pushing himself up on the balls of his bare feet,   akaza  kisses  him.

#fallesto #` ❅ || ᴛ ʀ ᴜ s ᴛ ғ ᴀ ʟ ʟ . » ( V001.2. ) #oh no this is so soft——

[cassieslee]

#❊❊ ɪ·ʟʟ ʙᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ‹ ɪ ɴ s ᴘ ɪ ʀ ᴀ ᴛ ɪ ᴏ ɴ › ➺ sɴᴀᴘsʜᴏᴛs #❊❊ ʜᴇ·s ᴍʏ ᴇɴᴛɪʀᴇ ‹ ᴡ ᴏ ʀ ʟ ᴅ › ➺ ᴀᴜsᴛɪɴ

[beefybutchboy]

didn’t expect to see the meaning of life written on a piece of embroidery @ an antique store

#˙ ͜ʟ˙ #love

[allegoethan]

I love doing life with you. 🥰 🫶 @leoxfatu

#- ᴍʏ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ɪꜱ ʏᴏᴜʀꜱ / ᴊ+ʟ

[hirako5hinji]

Hirako Shinji - starting anti-clockwise from top left: Karakura!arc. Chinese New Year Gree Card. No Breathes from Hell!arc. Spirit Society Ryujin. 

Link: Here 

Tagged by: @viciousvizard [ thanks, aini! this was cyoot! ]  Tagging: @kurosakimasaki, @semplicementerojuro, @kenpxchi, @inouehs, @codename-freya, @wild-pineapple-butt, @forgottensoulreaper, @mccncutter, @xyuuken, @compassionatekiller, @burstplum, @ksaru and whoever wants to do this, just tag me!! 

#;;dash games #++ ♚ ﹣ H ᴇ ʟ ɪ ᴏ s ﹣ ♚ ++ #[ okay this was fun - now time to post replies!! ]

[bugmoth-mov]

ᴠɪsᴜᴀʟ ᴏᴠᴇʀʜᴀᴜʟ ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀɢᴇ ʙɪᴛᴄʜ ɪᴍ ʙᴏʀᴇᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴛʜᴇᴍᴇᴅ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴏɴ ᴍʏ ᴘʜᴏɴᴇ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴘᴜʀᴘʟᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ɪɴᴠᴀᴅᴇʀ ᴢɪᴍ >:]

#ʟᴀᴛᴇ ɴɪɢʜᴛ ᴍᴏᴛʜ ᴘᴏsᴛs #ᴅᴜᴍʙᴀss ᴍᴀɴᴜᴠᴇʀ #ɪᴅɪᴏᴛ ᴍᴏᴠᴇ ʟ #ʟᴏʟ #invader zim #invaderzim

[yulvene]

what if guys that did archery shot cum out of their dick with precision at a target 😟

#viv… pls shutup ˙ ͜ʟ˙ #literal trauma right there #ik it’s not realistic but still-

[stcr--bcbe]

𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐥𝐞𝐟𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐮𝐬.

for :: { @thelightsabcr & @skysnipsw }

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The dual suns rising on Tatooine’s horizon almost made waking up so early easy; the pinks and yellows fading together were beautiful. Leia would have been able to lay in bed to enjoy it, and maybe even take a moment to draw it, had it not been for the bickering coming from the kitchenette that was slowly increasing in volume. She knew how this went- there was no point trying to fall back asleep. 

She huffed a sigh out of her nose, rolling onto her back. The desert cave’s ceiling was the same as it was every morning; sandy and rocky. Nothing new. Just like her three roommates getting on each other’s nerves, but mostly hers. 

Boys, she thought annoyedly, assuming it was her father and Obi-Wan (because Ahsoka was always sensible), pulling her blanket back and climbing off her cot. She stuffed Lola, her trusty bot sidekick, into her favorite dark green cape’s pocket as she made her way out of the bedroom. 

Entering the kitchen, she was quickly proven correct - dad and Obi-Wan arguing. For the millionth time. Ahsoka was also up, though; it looked they had just awoken her, too. They fell silent as they noticed her.

“You guys woke me up. Again.” Leia said, exasperated, as she rubbed the sleep out of her eyes. 

#{ ᴡʜᴀᴛ'ꜱ ʟᴇꜰᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴜꜱ } #*// ʏᴏᴜ ʟ ᴀ ꜱ ᴇ ʀ ʙ ʀ ᴀ ɪ ɴ! #star wars #star wars rp #semi-happy ending au?? #i'm so excited for this!!

[maddymoreau]

You didn't hear this from me but there IS a reader insert fic for the monster from (Don't) Open Your Eyes on AO3 and it is ~spectacular~ I am so happy to see more people finding out about this game and appreciating him and his sultry voice because he is just H O O

THERE IS??!!!!

THANK YOU JENNA!!!

I need to get on A03 IMMEDIATELY (⸝⸝⸝◉⸝⸝⸝◉⸝⸝⸝)♡!!!!!

#(ʃƪ〃^∇^〃)♡ I’m so happy to hear you like the game as well!!! #( ˵ ͡ᵔ ͜ʟ ͡ᵔ ˵ ) His voice and interactions with the player are SO GOOD!! It’s such a shame there’s not a large fandom for it!!! #We have to convert everyone ←～(o ｀▽´ )oΨ !!! #I didn’t think there’d be any fanfics out there so seriously thank you for letting me know ♡!!! #The ending felt a little incomplete (since it went a horror route). So I’m excited to check out some fanfic that change that (⸝⸝⸝°⁻̫° ⸝⸝⸝)♡! #Mutuals #Jenna #(Don’t) Open Your Eyes #Don’t Open Your Eyes #Ask

[denynothing]

𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐞 — call me nick. 21. afro-latino. they/them. pansexual. infj-t 2w1. college student.

𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐛 & 𝐠𝐧 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠 ➔ @nickgoesinsane

𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠 — solely dedicated to writing top & dom reader. only afab & female. all characters are 18+. no requests. thirst prompts allowed. do not steal or repost. ask before translating.

[𝐦𝐝𝐧𝐢 - 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐚 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞.]

#-ˏˋ⋆ ᴡ ᴇ ʟ ᴄ ᴏ ᴍ ᴇ ⋆ˊˎ-

[vindictiae]

Showdown.

@red-in-revolt "you're a thorn in my side, why don't you remember?"

He regards the other from the balcony he's climbed onto. His frame rests almost indolently against the balustrade- an energon dagger dangling from black claws in a calculatedly careless manner. Sharp optics watch the mech intently, their ember-hot reds with the incandescent focusing ring.

"Been a long time comin', hasn' it- brightspark."

#ʀ ᴇ ᴅ ꜱ ᴛ ʀ ɪ ᴋ ᴇ » [ the last of the greats / walking on broken glass ] • i n f i n i t e #ᴅ ᴇ ᴀ ᴅ ʟ ᴏ ᴄ ᴋ » [ can't silence what's been spoken / i'm mad as hell. not broken ]

[bellsplit]

` ❅ ||   fallesto.  »   (  FROM.  )

a  single  eye  cracks  open  to  greet  the  dawn,   even though he can't actually stand in the sun.     a yawn to initiate the awakening of his mind is given,  flashing the full length of wicked fangs that had been tucked away so neatly the night before,  never once ghosting against his beloved's skin.     the rough pads of inked fingers press against that scarred skin with a foreign sweetness,  careful when they touch anything that feels  swollen  or warmer than usual to indicate the presence of a bruise.     there's a slow tilt of his head so he can pillow his striped cheek against the crown of fiery hair that rests against his chest,  which noticeably sinks as he exhales a long,  bone—deep,  weary sigh.

"  ...mm ... you weren't supposed to hear that,  kyojuro.  "

he'd genuinely thought the slayer to still be deeply asleep when he'd idly said that  —  you're  all  that's  left,   we  can't  live  this  lie  forever.     it's an honest admission,  painfully so,  & the lie is not these feelings that are blossoming between them ... feelings that had driven him to prevent the execution of the closest thing that he'd ever felt that he could call  friend.     no,  the lie is the farce that they'll be able to  carry  on  like this,  with their backs turned on either side of a war that's raged on in secrecy for centuries.

that  man  could kill him in an instant.     akaza knows it,  but he isn't so sure that  kyojuro  knows it too.

the oni shifts a little when his lover momentarily sits up to stretch,  taking the opportunity to move just a bit closer to the center of their shared futon to soak up kyojuro's warmth as another yawn bares his fierce maw to the faint glow of his eyes.     leave it to kyojuro to have remembered to block up each crack in the little house to prevent any shafts of light from getting in ... he's endlessly grateful for that amount of care.     the idea of being touched by the sun again is not one that he relishes.     that's why he gives a painfully fond smile when the pillar lays back down,  easing an arm beneath him & resting his chin atop his head once more  —  for the first time in his long life,  someone is doing something kind for him without expecting to get something in return.

kyojuro ... cares  about him.     it's something that the oni had never expected to come to terms with,  nor is it something that he's certain that he deserves.     but akaza doesn't dwell on that,  choosing instead to angle his head & look down at the human couched so comfortably against his side.     demons do not sleep,  no,  but after last night's ... events ... the crescent moon had been so comfortable beneath kyojuro's warm weight that he'd allowed himself to get lost in his thoughts.

he's never ... made  love  to anyone before.

sex is usually a boring affair for akaza.     with lesser demons it's always the same attempts to curry favor,  bodies offered for him to destroy in their master's name ;    however,  the brutalist treatment of his own body by the two kizuki above him to keep him in his place is so wretched that he refuses  down  to  his  last  cell  to remember it.     but with kyojuro ... everything had felt different.     electrified,  his heart pounding in his chest,  his nerves singing ... alive,   just like when he uses his blood demon art,  only ten times heightened.

"  kyojuro.     i'm  the one who will do all the fighting,  got it?     you just focus on getting yourself  right  so we can keep going.  "

he shifts when his lover rises to look at him,  but the weight on his chest & behind kyojuro's singular gaze pins him firmly in place.     cornered,  like kyojuro had been that night in the courtyard beneath the pouring rain & vicious allegations levied against him.     powerless  against the forces working against him,  unable to escape what the powers that be had deigned to be his fate.

& yet ... akaza had intervened.     akaza had stepped in  knowing  that  it  wasn't  his  place,   knowing  that  this  would  end  in  nothing  but  tragedy.

inked fingers brush against kyojuro's left cheek & up so he can cradle it in his cool palm,  a gesture that he'd only ever seen in passing & never actually been able to do.     hm.     it feels ... nice,   even if this is only a fleeting respite from the cursed path that they have to walk down.     after all,  that  man  can choose to destroy him at any time ... can't he?     it's been  far  too  quiet  lately ... there's no way that his master doesn't know what he's done.

it hangs heavy over him,  his personal sword of damocles.

"  i just——  i can't risk losing you.  "

#fallesto #` ❅ || ᴛ ʀ ᴜ s ᴛ ғ ᴀ ʟ ʟ . » ( V001.2. ) #` ❅ || ғᴀʟʟ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀʟᴛᴀʀ. » ( CONTENT WARNING. ) #has to make this extra sappy.

[impishsensei]

unprompted asks ┆ always accepting

❝ you  look  pretty  different, toru-chan,  but  it's  no  big  deal  to  me.  i  adore  the  other  me  all  the  same. ❞  

#katikis #╰┈➤ ᴛʜᴇʏ ꜱᴛᴀʀᴇ 'ᴄᴀᴜꜱᴇ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ɪ'ᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ɪ-ᴛ ɢ-ɪ-ʀ-ʟ ꒰ katikis. ꒱ #╰┈➤ ɪꜰ ɪ'ᴍ ɢᴏɴɴᴀ ᴛᴇʟʟ ɪᴛ ᴛʜᴇɴ ɪ ɢᴏᴛᴛᴀ ᴛᴇʟʟ ɪᴛ ᴀʟʟ ꒰ inbox. ꒱ #╰┈➤ ꜱᴛɪᴄᴋɪɴɢ ᴏᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ɢʏᴀᴛᴛ ꜰᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ʀɪᴢᴢʟᴇʀ ꒰ crack. ꒱

[beefybutchboy]

hi just wanted to tell you that your posts about fat butches make me feel validated and handsome thank you 😭 we all need more of this

somebodys gotta do the hard work around here

#˙ ͜ʟ˙ #yippie!

[allegoethan]

Beach day with @leoxfatu - when I'm done with wrestling, I'm becoming her personal photographer. 😍

📍 Myrtle Beach, SC.

#- - ᴜꜱ ᴀɢᴀɪɴꜱᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ. / ᴊ & ʟ