[fitedapowa-blog]

so hai hai, ladies and gents. tumblr dun fucked up and deleted my old kamina blog and, i was thinkin’, that can’t be a thing. so i decided to remake! ya’ll know the drill. like or reblog this here text post–and spread the word–that KAMINA IS BACK BABY!!

[fitedapowa-blog]

so hai hai, ladies and gents. tumblr dun fucked up and deleted my old kamina blog and, i was thinkin’, that can’t be a thing. so i decided to remake! ya’ll know the drill. like or reblog this here text post–and spread the word–that KAMINA IS BACK BABY!!

[dorrcha]

lamaree:

“–…You weren’t? Jesus…Jumped the gun again, fuck.” Now you rubbed your neck sheepishly, guilty over the sudden salt thrown for no reason. “M’ old caretaker called m’ it before playin’  games of grab ass when I wasn’t interested. It’s just sort of a sore spot for me, like sweet cheeks. Hate it.” Sure your caretaker in your era had SOME good qualities, but the negative far outweighed them. Lecherous, lazy…convinced you to get drunk and let things….happen. Yeah, he was on your shit list for a reason.

“So…yeah, now y’ know.”

“--I don’t know ‘ow many times I gotta tell ya t’is, but I ain’t gonna let somebody around ‘ere mess wit’ ya’s like t’at. Ya aren’t back in yer future world, or w’atever. Yer ‘ere wit’ me. So loosen up a little.” It was odd for someone like you to say such a thing--but you meant it. 

“--Nobody is gonna take advantage of ya’s.”

[dorrcha]

lamaree:

“–You called m’ somethin’ I’m not a big fan of. That’s where it came from, dumb ass.” No YOU were the dumb ass, you knew it too. How was he supposed to know that was a button pusher for you if you never told him in the first place? You were stupid.

“--Tell me ‘ow I was supposed t’ know t’at, ya friggin’ idgit? Go on. Tell me.”

[myhentaisupport]

[dorrcha]

ofbloom:

“ Aw I thought you did. I bet you’re a good dancer if you tried “ she pouted. “ You didn’t do anything good? I mean…I’m guessing you don’t do any of those bad things now, right? “ she leaned over to ruffle his hair back to it’s normal messy style.

You had two left feet when it came to dancing. Sadly, there was no way around that. You’d just have to suffer a dance-less life. Oh well.

When she ruffled your hair you did your best to slip out of your jacket. You didn’t like wearing it much anymore. For starters, it was tight. You grew a decent amount of muscle since you last wore it. Lastly, it was hard to move in; bad for fighting.

“--I don’t,” was what you said. “I used t’ like doin’ bad stuff. Y’know, like ‘urtin’ people and breakin’ stuff.” You pause. “I just don’t...wanna do stuff like t’at no more. Unless I gotta.”

[dorrcha]

ukrcyina:

                        “ Didn’t you lose the last time we did an arm wrestling match? I guess that was a while ago… What, two months? Three? ”                            She lost count. That’s the downside of coming around so few times. Irunya is interested to hear who has been kicking his ass ( so she can promptly go kick theirs ) but she decides not to ask about it. It’s utterly baffling to her that he hasn’t even asked why she’s super-humanly strong. He really must know a lot of tough gals. Surely none of them were as tough as her, though.                         “ Have you been eating your fair share of beets like I told you to? ”

“--Aye,” you said. “I did lose. I’ll ‘ave ya know t’at I’ve gotten a lot stronger since t’an. Like, stupid strong.” That was true and all--yet you still got beat every single time you and Rhen sparred. For a while Tabitha (a small doll) would knock you around, but that was a while ago. You could beat her in a match now, albeit barely.

To her second question, you sighed. “--No,” you answered. “I don’t like ‘em, remember?”

[dorrcha]

tfw your muse is surrounded by ladies that can beat him up. some even do! good times.

[dorrcha]

cagefated:

@dorrcha​ | ♥’d

                              he reminds her of another; the dark aura floating about his form, the miasma he breathes, it is all similar. she swats away a lesser yokai buzzing about his head and declares, “ you can’t possibly feel well with all these pests surrounding you. “

Being bothered by weaker monsters wasn’t very odd for you. In fact, it was a regular occurrence. That didn’t make you hate it any less, however. If she hadn’t come along to swat the thing away--you would have crushed it.

“--Weak shytes ain’t wort’ me time,” was your reply. You gave the air in front of you a dismissive wave. “T’ey usually run away. Only t’ stupid ones cling.”

[dorrcha]

ukrcyina:

@dorrcha​ // starter call.

                      “ If you’re looking to get stronger, you could train with me. I’m the strongest gal I know.”                         Irunya smiles, ruffling his hair like one would to a small child. Hey, old habits die hard. Her offer is genuine – she is stronger than she looks, and she can take more than a few blows. She’d love to help Blitz get a bit stronger, if that’s what he desires.

You groaned lowly as she ruffled your hair. Did she have to treat you like a little kid? It wasn’t bad; in fact, you actually felt very neutral about it. The whole ruffling your hair thing. You’d never admit to liking it--never, ever. She’d probably pinch your cheeks as a result.

“--I’m already strong!” was your reply. “And I’ve already got a number a lasses t’at kick me arse on a regular basis. So, aye, no t’anks.”

[dorrcha]

ofbloom:

“ But you look so cool! You can be apart a HUGE dance number with your crew! “ she snapped and gave him a set of finger guns.

Holy shit. Was she this adorable on purpose--or was it a personality thing? If she wasn’t careful she’d give you diabetes. “--I don’t dance,” you said with a sigh. “Anyway, ah, me an’ me boys didn’t do a lot a’...good shyte.”

[africant]

[dorrcha]

@xsesi

[dorrcha]

got off work hella early today cuz i always work through lunch--and not to mention i’m amazing at my job. three day weekend huaaaaa!!!

[dorrcha]

" how did you get your teeth to do that? "

“--T’ do w’at?” you asked. “Ya must be askin’ ‘ow me teef got t’ lookin’ like t’ey do, aye?” You gave the stranger a shrug of your shoulders. “Genetic splicin’. It’s a t’ing around ‘ere. Ya get animal DNA spliced into yer own, an’ ye get some traits from w’atever animal ya want. For me, I got s’ark teef and most a’ me jaw is from a s’ark. Make me bite all kinds a’ nasty.”

[littlesistersammy]

anonymously send the mun what you really think of them.

[dorrcha]

same motherfucker

[dorrcha]

ofbloom:

“ Psstt—Blitz if you were in a gang…where’s your cool leather jacket? “ @dorrcha

Leaving suddenly, you came back with both your leather jacket on--black of course--and your hair slicked to the side and back. “--I don’t usually dress like t’is no more,” was your reply as you sat back down. “Too much of a ‘assle.”