#hopingforjustice

[standbowed]

@hopingforjustice // continued.

"A Stand…?" Hachi mouths the words a few times as Reimi continues speaking, fingers pulling restlessly at the bottom of her sweater. She tries her best to listen, but it's overwhelming to say the least--to have this all explained after weeks of fumbling through it blindly and doubting herself at every turn. The arrow gives people stands--she suspected but hadn't been sure until now. There are other Stand users in town--this Hachi knows, given how fervently she's been trying to avoid them after seeing how much destruction scuffles between them seem to leave in their wake (she doesn't want to see her Stand crushed like a soda can by one of those bigger, scarier ones--poor Driver 8 who seems just as anxiously at a loss with their predicament as she is).

Reimi is new at this--that's surprising to Hachi, and makes her worry--not just for herself, but for Reimi as well; Reimi has been doing her best to guide her through this, but who has been guiding Reimi? Was there anyone she could rely on? And why had Reimi taken up this task, of all people? Why could Reimi see Stands without having one? Hachi had been operating under the assumption that only those who had one could see the others, since her grandpa couldn't--but maybe it's a matter of aptitude? If that's the case... what if there are a ton of really dangerous Stands Hachi can't see because she's simply not high-level enough for it?! Ohh god... Hachi gnaws anxiously at her lip and almost cuts across Reimi to ask one or maybe all of these questions in rapid succession, but stops short as the girl presents her with information that cuts her to the bone with dread--informs her of the danger of the alley itself. Then comes her reassurance, like a soothing balm, then right back into the shock with her final, terrible announcement--Arnold is dead.

Arnold is dead.

If Hachi wasn't already on the ground, her legs would have given out from under her then, wide eyes searching Reimi's face for any sliver of falsehood--but all she finds there is a terrible, entreating grief that Hachi feels like a punch clean through her chest cavity. Her eyes gloss over with moisture then, equal parts overwhelmed for herself and stricken with secondhand misery for Reimi and her companion.

"I…" she croaks, and tries to clear the lump out of her throat before she speaks again. "That's… I'm so sorry. I can't even imagine..." Hachi forces her fingers to uncurl and places them trembling in her lap, eyes flickering over Reimi's gentle features as if she'll find the exact right words to say to her on her face if she studies it hard enough. Brows furrowed, Hachi's face is painfully earnest and open in its concern, but she does her best to straighten up from her spot on the ground, to project some sense of stability even though she's feeling anything but. "I don't know if I fully understand everything you told me, but… Please tell me what to do, and I'll do it. I don't want to cause any more trouble for you than I already have."

#ic. #rp. #hopingforjustice #continuing in new post bc i couldn't trim down the original--hope you don't mind! #sorry as always for the late reply oh my gosh. trying to get better about timelier replies moving forward here.

[gazelessmenagerie]

followed you for the good old n'doul content we all need, stayed because all your muses are amazing, your npcs, your worldbuilding!! your writing is very engaging and you are a positive presence on the dash, super gentle and approachable 😊

Lets play the game called "how did you find my blog and what made you want to follow"

( tHIS IS AN ANCIENT ASK AND IM GUILTY OF HOARDING IT FOR SO LONG BUT IT JUST MAKES ME HAPPY TO SEE WHEN I GO TO MY ASKBOX. i love this and thank you, I try to really drive in the sort of world and how it relates to the muses bc it just kinda makes it a bit more fun to engage with and allow more opportunities for muses to slot right in. and alfkdsjg pls. I just like being chill and happy on dash. )

#|| Tag: Answered #hopingforjustice #|| Tag: OOC #|| Tag: Saved #( WHEREVER YOU ARE AT THIS POINT. I HOPE YOU'RE OKAY AND I LOOK FORWARD TO MORE WRITING )

[wonbillion]

❝ i really think it’s awesome. the real you. ❞ 🥰🥰

            source :   prompted   /   status :   accepting .

by now ,   okuyasu knows that reimi is the type to   pour her heart out   without warning or precedent ;   altruism   &   empathy beam from her radiant specter the same way   daylight   pours through a crack in his curtains ,   glowing against his skin in a warm caress .   everything she says   &   does hails from a place of love ,   &   in a number of ways ,   this defining aspect of her feels devastatingly familiar ;   the kind ,   gentle eyes ,   the genuinely tender smiles ,   the words of affirmation   &   encouragement   ━━━━   it registers like something ,   someone ,   he once knew .  

    he cannot bear to think about it ,   now ;   though he fears   forgetting her   more than any of life’s horrors ,   perceivable or otherwise ,   there’s an ache that comes with   remembering ,   too .   he does not wish to show reimi his grief ,   his sadness ,   because she has enough of her own ,   &   okuyasu does not wish to burden her beyond what she has already been forced to carry .

    but maybe she already knows .   she must see the weight slung across his back ,   too ,   the   cruelty   he’s navigated as long as memory serves him .   she would be able to see it clearer than anyone .   hence ,   her words engender bewilderment :   how could the ugly ,   tangled mess inside him be anything awe - inspiring ??   sure ,   he’ll be   damned  if it ever gets him down for long ,   if it’ll stop him from living   the best fucking life he can make for himself ,   for his loved ones ,   but there are times he craves to surrender to the void ,   to be swallowed by the same   lightless abyss   that claimed his brother .   okuyasu won’t allow that to happen ;   if he’s got   anything ,   it’s stubborn resolve .   but he knows it would be easier ,   &   that haunts him enough .

    “   didn’ know there was a   fake me ,   ”   he mutters .   it’s meant to be lighthearted ,   a joke ,   but it leaves him a bit more soberly than he intended .   it isn’t like he was ever smart enough to craft some intricate persona to make himself more compelling ,   more charismatic ,   more   [   . . .   ]   worthy .   “   i’ve never been th’ best at talkin’ about my feelings ,   or anythin’   [   . . .   ]   ya know ,   sentimental ,   ”   okuyasu explains ,   blunt nails scraping thoughtfully against his scarred face .   “   it always turns into a big mess ,   &   i feel like nobody even gets what i’m tryin’ to say .   ”   he hadn’t really had anyone to have those kinds of conversations with ,   before josuke .   before koichi .   before reimi .   but now that the opportunities are plentiful ,   he realizes he’s   unrehearsed   at navigating the   wild west   of all he’s been holding in .   “   but ,   i think   [   . . .   ]   i dunno ,   i guess it’s a lil’ easier to show that side of me around you .   ’cause i know you understand .   more ’n anyone else ,   anyway   [   . . .   ]   ”

    the   heat of embarrassment   starts to plume from his collar ,   magma   clawing its way up a volcano .   that same hand that had scratched his cheek in an   uncertain habit   palms his face ,   tail - less brows scrunching inward as an   innocent frustration   extinguishes his desire to delve any deeper into this topic .   “   i really don’t know what you mean ,   reimi ,   ”   he tells her ,   though it’s not entirely true .   it’s just hard to acknowledge ;   he’d never doubt she’s being sincere ,   it seems that’s all she ever can be ,   but he simply can’t fathom that her words are true .   a reeling dissonance .   after that ,   the alley is quiet ,   much like it usually is ,   but the haunting emptiness is not present .   they’re here together ,   after all .

    “   you might have t’ explain it to me .   i ain’t that smart ,   ya know .   ”

#hopingforjustice #[ 𝟏𝟎億 ] : 👾 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞 › diamond is unbreakable . #[ 𝟏𝟎億 ] : 👾 𝐝𝐨𝐜𝐮𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 › prompted answers . #this was supposed to be sweet & wholesome & then it just took a really sad turn out of nowhere i am so sorry #okuyasu receives a genuine heartfelt compliment & his brain starts showing a fucking blue screen and error message #anyways thank u for sending this i missed these 2 a lot :(((((

[godborn]

“ this is such a great spot . . . how’d you find it ?? ” 👉👈

             source :   prompted   /   status :   closed .

    on occasion ,   giorno struggles with silence .   there had been an overwhelming abundance of it in his earliest years ;   myriad   sleepless nights   ticking by agonizingly slowly as he trembled like a   windstruck leaf   in the haunting darkness of his bedroom   ━━━━   entirely alone in a house fostering   trauma   in every corner ,   the sole opponent to the deprivation of his senses manifesting in the creak of the bedframe rattling beneath his quivering body .   then ,   giorno wished for reprieve from the numbing soundlessness ,   the empty space that allowed for his troubled mind to race so far ahead of him that he couldn’t hope to apprehend it .   

    yet ,   as he got older ,   it was only silence that made for a   shallow sliver of peace   to be stolen after hours of verbal   &   physical violence at the hands of a faux - patriarch .   the spirit of rebellion that sparked from the ashes of his torched resolve gave him wings to flee ,   to find someplace to   debrief   from constantly being at war with every aspect of his own life .   his quick wit carried him to pockets of the city where he would be unfound   &   undisturbed ,   granting him an opportunity rest in nature’s embrace   &   allow his battered brain to   just be empty   for a while .   despite those days falling further   &   further into the past ,   giorno still takes refuge in these venues of escape ,   though they embody different meanings now that he is not   running from anything .

    reimi’s question calls to mind this convoluted history ,   though the gentle sway of the marina beneath where they’re perched unseen on the rocky cliffside   &   the comfortable wordlessness they need not forcibly fill yields no grief from giorno .   contrarily ,   there’s a sense of tranquility that envelopes him ,   &   he fosters cognizance that the golden - hearted girl at his side is its source . 

��   “   you can think of it as one of my childhood hiding places ,   ”   he answers ,   the gentle curve to petal - pink lips deepening slightly as a mild breeze tousles his golden hair ,   loose from its typical neat plait in a rare display .   perhaps this much is obvious ,   considering the   difficulty   two adult - sized individuals may encounter trying to reach it   ━━━━   but giorno had never been one to shy away from using his stand for even the smallest of adventures .   challenges notwithstanding ,   the view is certainly worth the trouble ;   the sun sparkles over the water as if fistfuls of diamonds are scattered from a generous hand ,   vessels strewn about aquamarine like   brushstrokes of freedom   on a boundless canvas ,   the line where the sky   &   sea connect a seamless gradient amid daylight’s effulgence .

    giorno thinks he can appreciate it   more ,   now that he is here because he   wants to be ,   rather than needing to be .   &   reimi’s presence only serves to enhance that gratitude .

    “   it’s nice to be here with something of a clear head ,   ”   murmurs giorno ,   eyes seeking the light of reimi’s face ,   a mild countenance casting a fond look in her direction .   “   i’m glad you came with me today ,   reimi - chan .   ”

#hopingforjustice #[ 春 ] : 🌸 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞 › post vento aureo . #[ 春 ] : 🌸 𝐝𝐨𝐜𝐮𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 › prompted answers . #if u hear screaming and crying don't b concerned that's just me #i'm so happy 2 have them back ........ my beloveds ........ i WILL lay down my life for them

[sacredpit]

⚾️ 🤸‍♀️ mwah mwah

miscellaneous symbol headcanons .

⚾️   ━   does your muse enjoy sports ??   do they play any ,   or do they simply prefer to watch ??   do they have a favorite sport ??

kakyoin is a   casual sports enjoyer   for sure !!   it’s never been something he was especially deeply interested in   (  things like art ,   literature / poetry ,   &   film are his   core   interests   ) ,   but his father has long been a baseball fan   &   despite their strained relationship ,   this shared interest was the one thing they could always bond over as he grew up .   this considered ,   baseball has something of a sentimental value to him ,   &   he upholds this into adulthood in watching   &   going to games with his own kids .

he never   seriously   played any sports ,   but his parents would sometimes sign him up for sports camps during his childhood in an attempt to get him to be more social .   kakyoin was not particularly athletic back then ,   though ,   aside from being a decently fast runner ,   so this never really caught on .   (   sidenote ,   but he   hates   sweating ,   &   in addition to feeling out of place to begin with ,   he really wasn’t all that   inspired   to give an earnest effort ,   lol   ) .   

&   of course we all know kakyoin likes sumo lmfao . ( EXTREME VOLUME WARNING BTW )

🤸‍♀️   ━   how active is your muse ??   do they exercise regularly ??   do they do things like yoga ??   what else do they do to keep fit   &   active ??    are they flexible ??   can they do parkour ??

given that we just discussed his lack of athleticism in childhood ,   allow me to redeem him a little by saying that once he’s older   (   &   starts actively training with his stand   ) ,   kakyoin is in excellent shape   &   can achieve physical feats that most people can’t .   i’ve always thought that for those who have stands that manifest as a physical ,   humanoid being outside of themself ,   if more they train   &   take care of their own body ,   it reflects in their stand in some ways ,   too   ━━━━   in the same vein that if your stand is injured / harmed in some way ,   the user suffers similar or even identical inflictions .   once kakyoin realizes this ,   it’s all the more motivation for him to ensure he’s in good physical condition .

spw agent training is also   very rigorous ,   &   kakyoin not only took it very seriously but finished top of his class .   his flexibility   &   core strength increases significantly during this time ,   &   he tends to maintain it by exercising on a strict schedule   &   doing yoga   &   pilates to keep his body strong   &   to maintain control over it .   sparring is also a great way to sharpen his combat skills ,   but his peers rarely ever want to spar with him because he’s hard to beat ,   lol   ━━━━   what he may lack in sheer physical strength ,   he makes up for in technique   &   strategy .

i have never imagined kak doing parkour but honestly   . . .   i feel like a lot of spw / combat training is just glorified parkour anyway so why not lmao .   imagine the morioh kids see him do a backflip in the middle of a fight   &   are like   kakyoin - san teach us how to do that right now   ━━━━

#hopingforjustice #【 * 🍒 教皇 › ❛ 𝗱𝗼𝗰𝘂𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁𝘀 / prompted answers . 】 #【 * 🍒 教皇 › ❛ 𝗱𝗼𝗰𝘂𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁𝘀 / headcanons & metadata . 】 #JUDE!!!!!!!!!!! JUDEJUDEJUDEJUDEJUDE MY BELOVED MY DARLING #i'm so happy to see u dkjhdsbhjfhbjfvjhvdks i'm holding u in my arms

[earthssprout]

🌼🐌 a surprise for your return ! // @hopingforjustice ( we both have missed you so 🥺 )

IT HAD BEEN MANY A MOON & MANY A SUN since Ari last saw Reimi, though the child's heart still pulled her towards that alley—that eerie, motionless, wonderful alley that little Ari happily ventured, for knowing Dear Reimi would be waiting for her there was all the comfort she needed. 

She traveled basket - laden, the wicker cradle filled to the brim with Precious Treasures, and all of which reminded the child of Dear Reimi in some way. She took her time to pick them out. Oh, how Ari hoped Reimi would like her surprises! 

Little Ari stopped at the strange, familiar metal gate, placing her basket of Precious Treasures down on the concrete that felt as cold as the house, surrounded and guarded by tall stone walls, before her; calm despite the absence of life that made the still air of this spot feel thick—because that was not the truth, and Ari knew it. There’s life here. Reimi plays with her all the time! 

She sat beside the basket, her freckled legs crossed, and waited patiently for Reimi to appear. 

Because she would. 

Ari trusted she would. 

A few heartbeats pass … ONE … TWO … THREE …  

No Familiar Pink in sight … 

So Ari chose to call out to her, hoping the words would reach wherever Reimi may be. 

" rrr … re … Meh - mi will come, peas? " Because if the basket heavy with Precious Treasures wasn't a strong enough summon, perhaps the sweet, HOPEFUL sound of Ari's voice might be … 

" fff … for me? " 

#hopingforjustice #( ❀ | v; not a familiar face around; though perhaps there might be a flower or two! // .undetermined. ) #( ❀ | chapter; my roots have grown but i don’t know where they are. // .orphaned. ) #( there are actually NO WORDS to describe how thrilled I am to see you around again friend! 🌼🥺 #I hope your break was full of just what you needed--whatever that may have been! #Ari missed Reimi just as much as I missed you! 🌷 & she has a lot of Special Somethings for her in that basket! ) #( I really hope this is okay 🌼🌿 if not pls feel free to ignore this! all that matters to me is that #you know just how much you were missed 🍃😊 )

[solar-pxwered]

😘 nara mwah mwah

Happy Kissy Day!!

          They'd been together for a while now, their relationship simple and easy, just living day to do as they learned more about each other. He loved her, her knew that, but he hadn't said it out loud and he hadn't made any move to do so...because he knew they were doomed to the pull of time. He didn't want to make it any harder on her.

           But when she was the one to close the gap between them that night, the two of them sharing their favorite spot on the stone wall outside the villa, he couldn't hold it any longer! Her lips were cool, not warm like he knew they SHOULD be, but he wouldn't know any different and he didn't care to anymore. When they parted and he met her eyes he just...blurted it out.

           "Stay with me. Stay here, in Naples, with me...for as long as you want to. I love you, I don't care if we don't make sense to anyone else."

#hopingforjustice #{{ He is so honest he can't even control it }} #Volare Via || Narancia

[dollysdaggers]

@hopingforjustice asked: 🍀 — a four leaf clover! & 🍃 — walking children in nature!

            Headcanons ; rainbow series . . . ( green )

🍀 - a four leaf clover!      For a headcanon about my muse and a time they have had good luck, and whether or not they believe in good luck charms.

As cliche as it may seem, Vittorio sees his acceptance into passione as the luckiest moment in his young life, he went from having nothing to having just about everything and to him thats pretty damn lucky. He does not believe heavily in good luck charms and will just brush you off if you have a rabbit's foot or four leaf clover, but he will from time to time call Dolly Dagger his good luck charm.

🍃 - walking children in nature!      A headcanon about my muses favorite outdoor activity,as well as a favorite plant,tree or flower.

Vittorio does / not / get out much , being apart of a top secret team will do that to someone, but he does enjoy a good walk to just burn off steam, or boredom. These walks are never long and will just be around the block. He doesn’t know much about plant names but he thinks chocolate cosmos are cool looking.

#⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⛓️;; ⠀( 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐃𝐈𝐃 𝐓𝐎 𝐌𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐈’𝐋𝐋 𝐃𝐎 𝐓𝐎 𝐘𝐎𝐔 ) headcanons. #⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀;; ⠀( hopingforjustice )

[a-earthssprout]

a sweet girl made of sunshine 🌷 // smol muses

tagged by: I'm terribly sorry for the crime that I have committed. I stole this from @shouga-nai -- but before I do the time for my crime, let me make it up by taking this moment to share with my dash just how lovely of a writer they are 😊 Hazy is the sweetest !

tagging: @xamassed / @luposcainus / @weasleyandweasley / @thcbriightcst / @pluviacuratio / @theircurse ( they have star pupils as an option 😭 ) / @madamhatter / @hopingforjustice / @aceparagon / @ahogedetective / @upbeatpianist / @mndfreak / @howthesleeplesswander / @tenacquity & whoever else would like to do this !

#( ❀ | everything’s a story—you are a story—i am a story. // .about ari. ) #( I don't have a proper tag for picrews so 😭 ) #( also there was no option for freckles so just imagine them scattered all over her little face--especially on the cheeks! )

[standbowed]

@hopingforjustice said: 💡 & 🧲 hee hee

send me a 💡 and i'll tell you my muse's first impression of your muse. alternatively, send me 🧲 and i'll tell you what my muse currently thinks of your muse. // accepting.

"Reimi-chan?" Her expression goes from thoughtful to troubled as she recalls their first meeting, gnawing nervously at her lower lip before she shakes her head. "How should I put it--the situation surrounding the first time we met was--really alarming. There was a lot of stuff I didn't understand then, and Arnold--ohhh, I was so worried about Arnold--I mean, anyone would be, right...? It felt like those stress nightmares people have, you know? Where you're trying everything you can to fix something, but nothing seems to work because the world is all off-kilter in dreams and the rules aren't quite the same. Despite that, Reimi-chan..."

She exhales a slow breath, hands clasping together. Her fingers tap over the knuckles of the opposite hand, expression softening significantly.

"Even though the whole situation was scary, how should I put it... I didn't find her frightening at all, somehow..." A small, sheepish smile tugs at her lips as she ducks her head and rifles through her hair, her free hand gesturing vaguely at the wrist. "And, well, I'm kind of a scaredy cat, so that probably says something about how... soothing a presence she was, despite it all. 'Ah, this is a gentle and kind person'--is what I thought at the time, even though the situation was so unnerving. That was my first impression."

"Nowadays..." Hachi tips her head back up and to the side in thought, mulling over how best to word this. Her smile shifts from sheepish to fond and warm. Earnest. "...the feeling is much the same, only the more I get to learn about her, the more amazed I am. Reimi-chan is... a remarkably strong person. After everything she's gone through, where it would be infinitely easier to sink into despair and lash out at others... her ability to hold her head high, to stay hopeful, to even look out for other people like me who stumbled into the alley and guide them out safely... I think that's a much more difficult thing to do. To remain steadfast and kind in the face of misfortune and cruelty like that is more impressive than any brute strength or special ability ever could be. It's the, um--the strength and resilience of the human spirit, you know?" No pun intended.

"And--I think, more than anything, that I'm lucky to have met such an incredible person, and luckier still to be counted among her friends, and for all the new things about her that I get to learn along the way as a result." Also, her friend is--well, she's absurdly pretty on top of it all--but Hachi doesn't know how to fit that into the rest of this, and besides that, she figures anyone who could see Reimi would know this already. It goes without saying, right?! Right.

#reimi love hours smash that like #ic. #ic asks. #hopingforjustice #[hachi vc] YEAH my friend is good and kind and strong and a prime example of the indomitable human spirit and heartstoppingly beautiful. #[hachi vc] but we all knew this surely

[gazelessmenagerie]

☠ What does someone have to do for an instant unfollow from you? / ♦ What was a mildly annoying thing that has happened to you rp wise?

the salty af munday meme ☠ What does someone have to do for an instant unfollow from you? ♦ What was a mildly annoying thing that has happened to you rp wise?

☠ 1.Say they’re Anti. I will not tolerate people who think it’s alright to harass people for their taste in Fictional shit. Back in my day, if we didn’t like something we went on our merry way. ‘Don’t like, Don’t LOOK.’ That’s it. I don’t give a shit if someone is into loli/age gaps/incest, its not my cup of tea but I’m not gonna fucking invade their business to say they’re gross for it bc as long as it stays FICTIONAL, who the fuck cares. They’re not hurting anyone irl.  I refuse to be fucking sanitized just to play to the insignificant “purity morals” of some stranger on this hellhole of a site. If that makes me a ‘proshipper’ or whatever, who tf cares.

I’ve been around here and written plenty of shit on skype and discord, did that change me to become some depraved manipulator? Hell no. If someone doesn’t want to write with me bc of my stance, ey, door’s there. Go find your space to curate your online experience bc its your responsibility to do that for yourself. 

♦ 2. An annoying thing I had happen is instances of someone’s muse acting like they already knew my muse when there was no ooc talk beforehand or even a first interaction. Then when my muse goes ‘ i dont know them ’ / ‘ okay hey what are you even talking about ‘ when they got asked about something or other, the other muse got all offended. I don’t even know the other person’s backstory or anything so how the fuck would my muse know or even CARE about their muse?? 

 Popular muse or not, I’m not gonna magically know everything about someone’s story and even then; I’m not obligated to fuckin’ shoe-horn my portrayal of my muses to better follow their story where they only have a ‘concept’ of my muses and not what my muses actually are in divergence or how I portray them.

#hopingforjustice #|| Tag: Answered #|| Tag: OOC #|| Tag: Kuro the Eternal (Bastard) #( apologies for the wait. thank you for sending in an ask ;w; )

[shrapnelsong]

𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐂𝐑𝐘𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐋 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔?

pink opal

there is strength in softness and no one knows this better than you. no one knows the cruelty it took for you to learn to be so vulnerable. your sensitivity is your armor. you refuse to let the world crush you. you refuse to stop seeing beauty in broken things. you will always look for the light in the darkness. people underestimate you. they think you are far too delicate. but they don't know your gentleness was forged from hardship. there are depths beneath your smiles no one will know. when was the last time you did let someone know, though? when was the last time you let yourself cry. when was the last time you didn't bury your anger? you're more than what you give to others.

tagged by: @phantombs​ (ty bb~) tagging: @xamassed​, @museguided​, @amaurct​, @jaxxmulti​, @slayersaided​, @ardenssolis​, @hopingforjustice​ and anyone who wants to do it! 

#tagging game #open book

[xfcalamity]

|| Enemies to Lovers but one is Injured  | @hopingforjustice​​ asked:  “ you’re bleeding. “

  “What? No, no it’s fine...!” hands scramble to the tear in her thigh, thin wound weeping too smoothly for it to be cared for later, but in their current predicament Stephanie would have to make due with whatever was left in the saddle bag before she could properly treat it. She just had to hope the bleeding would stop soon.

 Unraveled gauze was pressed haphazardly to the site and held together with makeshift metal clips altered from the pieces of metal she had saved in her bag. Honestly what had even happened just now? The last thing she remembered was that Johnny Joestar and his partner getting too close for comfort and then this brief bought of chaos before being left in the literal dust. Stephanie looks over to the young girl with furrowed brows and a glint of worry in her eyes. Had she been hit too? There’s nothing visible that jumps out to her view, but Stephanie can’t help that long forgotten instinct of caring over someone she deemed close enough to her. Maybe being in this race with this poor girl was starting to soften her up.

   “Are you okay, Emily? You didn’t get hit too, did you?” Voice laced with concern, Stephanie’s features soon shift and darken as she looks back towards the horizon where the former duo continued on. This race was starting to become personal on a whole new level. Prize be damned, she would make sure those who crossed her would suffer in the end.

   “I think we’ll have a new agenda on our hands soon enough...”

#hopingforjustice #v; we're off to the races places ready set the gate is down and we're goin' in [jjba] #[ how embarrassing is it to get shot with a nail bullet and then worry abt bleeding out bc of a blood condition akljhskjlhf #r ip Stephanie ]

[perfectionistspun]

@hopingforjustice​ said: ❝ just because it’s daylight doesn’t mean it’s safe. ❞ :o

twilight princess sentence starters  // accepting.

     That this statement is coming from such a young, gentle face unnerves her somewhat. Certainly, Halland knows what the girl says to be a fact, but it troubles her that it's being offered to her from what looks to be a teenager. People of that age should just be out having fun (or so she's been told), not thinking to advise strangers against letting their guards down. Is something truly off about this, or is she just being paranoid?

     "...Of that I am well aware, mademoiselle , trust me." Halland's response is careful, measured, professional. "If it eases your mind any, I’ll be rejoining some of my coworkers shortly." Technically true; there are several Speedwagon employees in the area she can call upon if need be.

     Her eyebrows furrow, mouth set in a fine line as she weighs her next words carefully.

     "I wonder... has anything strange happened in the area recently for you to offer me such advice?"

#ic. #ic askmemes. #hopingforjustice

[solar-pxwered]

❛ no matter what you do or say , i’m not leaving you. ❜ rohan 😘

Found Family Starters || Accepting

          Her stubborn statement is met with gritted teeth, although he keeps them behind closed lips so the only clue would have been the twitching tension of his jaw. This girl...why couldn't she just move on? She had no right to stay here and keep existing in her solitude for his sake.

          But, as much as he was loathe to admit it, he didn't want to see her go. Not really. He would miss her if she did choose that path to move on to whatever comes next. He didn't want her to leave, damn it!

          "I didn't ask you to stay here for my sake. That's ridiculous. I'm not that little child you babysat for, I don't need to be watched over like an infant."

         He pouts though, looking almost exactly like that child he once was, and he already knew she could see right through him as if he were the ghost in this situation.

#hopingforjustice #Sexy Naughty Bitchy Me || Rohan #{{ whoops my hand slipped and got into my bottle of angst...}}

[riprodczione-a]

“To make a name, you pay the price.” for my vento aureo verse pretty please? 😌

imagine dragons : origins album … sentence starters

"You're right, are you sure you can handle it, though?"

Leone questioned; his capo had told him all about the new recruit and despite making it this far his eyes were already judging. By appearance alone he was hoping this wasn't another Trish situation. He didn't want another babysitting job.

"Nevermind. I will get scolded by Bruno if I didn't give another newbie a warm welcome. I'm Abbacchio and I hope you can hold your own. Do you have a stand? Anything you can defend yourself with?"

#oooh hello! #ᴀᴄʜɪᴇᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴏᴀʟ ɴᴏ ᴍᴀᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏꜱᴛ. ( ic ) #hopingforjustice #i love aus aaa #mans cold to everyone for the first time