Tᴀᴛᴇ ɴᴏ Aᴋᴜᴍᴀ (AP)

Written by Wulf Established 5/27/19

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|| Spear Dolt

  he had a point, although motoyasu did mean well, he only wanted to help bring itsuki and ren in for them all to work together. though he wasn’t going to ask if naofumi had tried it or not, though there could always be other ways to persuade those teenagers. 

  “i have another way i can get ren to co-operate.” he chuckles, tightly clutching his spear. while violence wasn’t the answer, it seemed that was the only way to the spear hero who could make someone see to reason. “i’ll make sure he joins us, father! then itsuki will be next.” his innocent smile which hid a darker meaning behind it, though motoyasu figures it’s the only way he could get the sword hero to work with them. 

It seemed like the idiot had a plan that might actually work, watching as Motoyasu grasped at his spear and chuckling like it was some grand thing. Arms crossed over his chest while he awaited an explanation of what kind of tactic might be able to get Ren to side with them and work together. However, the answer that shortly followed left Naofumi feeling frustrated.

While he was all for beating the snot out of the two heroes left that didn’t want to work with him, the words of Fitoria echoed in his head. He really couldn’t let Motoyasu do that. “We can’t fight them.” He admonished the other, though his expression said that was just what he wanted to do. He also wanted to punch Motoyasu right in his face, but that wasn’t going to get him anywhere either. He hated how the others didn’t take this seriously. Motoyasu was getting better, but he still treated this like some game. “No, we need to do this without getting into a battle, hard as that is.” Came the grumble, running a hand through his dark hair while he tried to think. “Ren will at least listen to us if we can present a plausible story. How can we convince him it’s better for us to work together, and for him to take training seriously?” Asking this question of Motoyasu wasn’t going to be great, he was sure he was going to get some stupid answer.

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valkyriesrose‌:

@forshielding

“A warrior and a traveler that’s something you don’t see everyday.Well I seen travelers but warriors are hard to come by.So what brings you to New Bodhum?”

The comment caught his attention, glancing over at the woman that addressed him. For a moment, he thought it would be just best to leave, to ignore this one entirely, but he swallowed that sentiment. He was trying to reinforce the thought that not everyone was out to get him. A slight sigh slipped his lips, those emerald hues of his closing as he faced forward shortly after glancing her way. “Warrior, Traveler, and Peddler.” He corrected her, taking a sip of his drink, which was little more than water. “Figured I might as well try and sell some of my crafts.” He spoke with a shrug. There was a wagon nearby that he used as a bit of base to sell his goods, it just wasn’t on display yet.

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|| Spear Dolt

  perhaps naofumi gave him more credit than he should, he didn’t know ren and itsuki that well. “ren is more compliant to work with us than itsuki.” even if that teen was only going to think differently about the shield hero. thankfully, he had his future son by his side.

  “can’t you just ask ren to join us? i’m sure even bribing him with a favourite dish of his!” then there was also the possibility of ren not listening, “otherwise i can deal with him for you father! he will say yes to me.” one way or another, he wasn’t going to allow the sword hero to turn naofumi down. 

Naofumi nearly scowled as Motoyasu simply echoed the statement he had just said back at him, but he kept himself under control. He knew the blond was dense, so he gave him a chance to get the rest of those words out of his mouth before berating him for being useless. He was being rather generous with Motoyasu for some reason. Maybe it was the promise Fitoria had forced him to give. And to be frank, he really didn’t want her to kill him over an idiot like this.

Turns out, Motoyasu is as useless with the other heroes as he was with Naofumi. A sigh slipped his lips, running a hand through his dark locks. “If it were that easy, I would have done it already.” In fact, he already had. He had specifically asked Ren to work with him, for the sake of the world they were now in, and he had been dismissed. Maybe that had put a seed of doubt in Ren’s mind, but that wasn’t going to be easy to prove. “I don’t think he’s food motivated,” Naofumi muttered, only to look to Motoyasu when he mentioned dealing with Ren for him. And even ignored the name he was called. “What makes you so sure he’ll listen to you?”

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offragrance‌:

now she knew most people wouldn’t understand, but —- this is how she is. Though, even so, her costume was a lot tamer than what she used to wore. though people still looked at it as something bad. shrugging it off for the moment, she couldn’t help but stare at him for a moment. Part of her wonder why she was talking to him, but the other part made her laugh. “ – So what? maybe I don’t like doing everything by myself. I can get someone else to do it for me.” she shrugged. “ — Besides, I hate messing up my hands on something dirty and less than fun.” 

He understood the concept, the laziness behind that statement. Not wanting to do something herself, he had felt such a way numerous times. But that was the only way to get it done. There was no trusting other people to do it. Why give them an easy in? Those emerald eyes of his watched her as she shrugged, mentioning something less than fun wasn’t worth doing. Who was he to judge another person's lifestyle? If she wanted to give herself that many openings for betrayal, that was her business, not his. “Guess that works for you.” He spoke with a dismissive shrug, his eyes staying on her. “It’s just not something I understand.”

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|| Spear Dolt‌

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  “father!” motoyasu called out, “breakfast was delicious!” a simple compliment, of course there was also he probably wanted to know why he was there. “i wanted to talk to you about the other two.” they couldn’t help defeating these waves without the two loners, they were harder to reason with.

  well, once upon a time he was the same. “how shall we ask ren and itsuki to work with us?”

The compliment Motoyasu paid him was accepted, though only barely. Naofumi was a grand cook, or so everyone said. He had even picked up the name “Cooking Hero” from his efforts. But before Naofumi could get a word out about why Motoyasu was mooching off of him for food, the other made his purpose known. And for once, Naofumi didn’t think he should blow the Spear Hero off. This was important after all. A slight sigh slipped his lips, closing his eyes in thought for a moment. “We’re going to have to think of something. Ren will be easier to convince than Itsuki.” Those green eyes turned upon Motoyasu, crossing his arms over his chest lightly. “You know them better than I do. What would Ren react to best?”

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Nonverbal RP Starters

I’m finding it difficult to find memes for nonverbal characters ( be they mute, or just not fond of talking ) so I thought I’d make a few!

Neutral

☝️ Tap my muse on the shoulder

👉 Point to something for my muse to see

🤙 Bump into my muse

😊 Sit down next to my muse

🤨 Sit down across from my muse

📓 Push/Slide [an object] across a table to my muse

✍️ Pass my muse a note

🙄 Roll their eyes at my muse

🚪 Tap on a table/door/wall/chair to get my muse’s attention without speaking

Aggressive

🐺 Growl at my muse

😬 Snarl/show teeth at my muse

😠 Death Glare at my muse

🙌 Push/Shove my muse

👊 Punch my muse

👖 Kick my muse in the shin

👠 Stomp on my muse’s foot

😵 Knee my muse in the gut

💀 Knee my muse in the groin

🔪 Point a weapon at my muse

🖕 Flip my muse the bird/a similar gesture

👔 Roughly pull my muse down by the collar

💢 Bang on a door/wall/table to get my muse’s attention- angrily

Angst

👩‍⚕️ Put pressure on my muse’s wound

🌡 Push my muse down to give them medical attention

🥣 Bring my muse soup/medicine when they are sick

🤢 Hold my muse’s hair back/Rub my muse’s back while they are sick/throwing up

👐 Hold my muse when they are badly wounded/dying

👁 Wake my muse up during a nightmare

🐱 Hold my muse after a nightmare

😭 Hold my muse when they are crying

😢Touch my muse’s shoulder while they are crying in secret

💧 Wipe away my muse’s tears

💥 Try to calm my muse during an overwhelming emotional moment

⛈ Find my muse after some kind of trauma

Soft

👕 Tug on my muse’s sleeve/shirt/skirt

🐈 Lean against my muse’s side

🤝 Hold my muse’s hand

🤗 Pull my muse into a hug

🐕 Rest their head on my muse’s shoulder/knee

🐶 Nuzzle my muse with their nose [specify a location]

✋ Touch the back of my muse’s hand

🤝 Reach for my muse’s hand to hold it

👗 Fix/Straighten my muse’s clothes

😴 Stand by the bed to see if my muse will let you under the covers with them

🛌 Crawl under the covers with my muse

🥪 Set a plate/tray/bowl of food down for my muse

😚 Kiss my muse on the cheek

Playful

🌸 Put a flower in my muse’s hair

✨ Playfully shove my muse’s shoulder

💃 Pull my muse onto a dance floor/up to dance

🤞 Come up beside them and tap the shoulder opposite where they’re standing

😈 Jump out of the shadows to scare/startle my muse

😛 Stick their tongue out at my muse

😱 Make a silly face at my muse

🤭 Tickle my muse

👃 Poke my muse’s nose

💪 Pick my muse up

Sensual/Sexual

💘 Pull my muse in for a rough kiss

💕 Pull my muse in for a tender kiss

💞 Pull my muse in for a messy/desperate kiss

💖 Lean in to give my muse a sweet/chaste kiss

❤️ Lean in to give my muse a tender kiss

🔥 Pull my muse down by the collar/by their clothes - in a sexy way

😉 Pull my muse in by the hips

😲 Smack my muse’s butt

💋 Kiss my muse’s neck

👌 Push my muse down and give them a massage

👙 Pull [an article of clothing] off my muse

👀 Push my muse down on the bed

👄 Pull my muse onto the bed

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                                          Tate No Akuma/Tate No Yuusha        “The shield’s role would be to thwart enemy attacks and defend the party, right?”

                                Independent Naofumi Iwatani Roleplay Blog                                          From Rising Of The Shield Hero!                                                   Written by Wulf

[spctlessminds]

this ask meme is based on the blog gravesuggestion.  i’ve divided it up into two categories  ( light  &  dark )  based on the themes.  some of these can be somewhat triggering seeing that the darker ones deal with a lot of death mentions.  please be cautious before continuing on!!

L I G H T

‘  at night i dream of you.  ’ ‘  don’t give up yet.  you still have time to fix things.  ’ ‘  falling in love with someone else is not a personal attack.  ’ ‘  i am still so weak when it comes to you.  ’ ‘  i can’t believe i let myself let you down.  ’ ‘  i don’t care where we go when we die,  as long as i’m with you.  ’ ‘  i dream of saying to you all the words i held inside until it was too late.  ’ ‘  i feel so warm  &  safe when you talk to me.  maybe i could love you if you’d let me.  ’ ‘  i finally let the right people in  &  i have never felt so loved.  ’ ‘  i like the way your nails paint red stripes along my spine days after you’re gone.  ’ ‘  i lived in your permafrost for twenty years  &  then you looked at me  &  i felt the warmth of spring.  ’ ‘  i once wished you’d leave me alone,  but i take it back.  ’ ‘  i want to be able to love someone else,  but you stretch your arms  &  spread your legs inside my heart so that there is no room for anyone or anything else.  ’ ‘  i want to believe that we got it right this time.  ’ ‘  i wonder how much longer i can cling to your light before it expires completely.  ’ ‘  i would travel across the world to be by your side,  because as long as you are with me,  anywhere is a perfect place to me.  ’ ‘  it took me awhile to realize it myself,  but you are not what other people say you are.  ’ ‘  it’s not that i really need you,  but life would be pretty boring without you around.  there’s no one i would rather be with.  ’ ‘  i’d like to stay like this for awhile.  ’ ‘  life  &  death don’t have to be so boring,  let’s make both an adventure.  ’ ‘  life imitates art,  they say.  i didn’t believe it until i started to notice the way your eyelashes look so much like tiny ink stroke.  ’ ‘  live your life so that when you die,  souls will come for miles just to hear your historic tales.  ’ ‘  make your exes jealous  &  your past self proud.  ’ ‘  maybe you’re what i needed to find in order to move on.  ’ ‘  never get caught falling harder.  they’ll never let you back up.  ’ ‘  please don’t go.  ’ ‘  some days it’s easier to just stop fighting it  &  succumb.  ’ ‘  sometimes,  you’ll find it hard to keep going,  but you always will.  ’ ‘  the desire i feel for you is that same itching,  insidious hunger that an addict has for their addiction.  ’ ‘  the worst thing about you is that you weren’t all bad.  ’ ‘  there is absolutely nothing  &  no one who can stop me.  ’ ‘  there is no route of losing you that is without pain.  ’ ‘  there’s still room for adventure  &  there is no one i’d rather have by my side.  ’ ‘  things didn’t turn out the way i planned,  but i’m alright with that.  ’ ‘  we could be really incredible together,  you know?  ’ ‘  you are beautiful  &  vibrant  &  confident.  you are light  &  laughter incarnate  &  every fiber of your being screams freedom  &  joy.  when i am with you,  i am truly happy.  ’ ‘  you are starlight incarnate,  from the grand way you sway your hips to the wide mysterious way you think.  blessed are any to be loved by you.  ’ ‘  you are too afraid of the future to let go of a past that was never kind to you.  ’ ‘  you call me yours  &  i have no idea what that even means to you.  ’ ‘  you remind me of bubblegum  &  sweets;  soft  &  pink  &  warm.  you are strong in the gentlest way.  you are so stubbornly kind.  i wish i could be like that.  ’ ‘  you still visit me while i sleep sometimes.  your fingers trace my spine  &  i listen to you breathe.  please stop haunting me.  ’ ‘  ‘morbid curiosity’ is a wonderful way to describe how i feel about you.  ’

D A R K

‘  a thousand empty bottles  &  fist fights will never return to us what we lost that day.  ’ ‘  everyone else has moved on,  but i am still here.  ’ ‘  everything about you screams danger.  ’ ‘  everything is worthless to you  &  you,  in turn,  became worthless.  ’ ‘  for once in my life i want to be surrounded by people that i don’t feel like i need to impress.  ’ ‘  freedom is really hard to get used to.  ’ ‘  how could you do this to me?  how fucking could you?  ’ ‘  i am becoming everything we always dreamed of  &  i am leaving you behind.  ’ ‘  i buried you so well that you might as well have died.  ’ ‘  i can rest easy knowing that the person i love is dead  &  not the monster you became.  ’ ‘  i can’t look at you.  not now,  not ever.  ’ ‘  i don’t ask how you’ve been.  what’s the point?  you’d lie anyways.  ’ ‘  i dream of hearing the words i so desperately needed to lay your memory to rest.  ’ ‘  i haunted this house first.  there is no room for you here.  ’ ‘  i have a right to be upset.  i loved them too, you know.  ’ ‘  i just want it to end.  i want it to all go away.  i want to go away.  ’ ‘  i may be a wolf in sheep’s clothing,  but a snake hiding in the skin of a mouse is far more dangerous.  ’ ‘  i saw your face today  &  didn’t feel anything.  i am free.  ’ ‘  i tried to save you,  but you didn’t want to be saved.  you just wanted someone to suffer with you.  ’ ‘  it’s almost as if you were never here.  ’ ‘  it’s unhealthy to do these things,  you tell me.  you say it’s time to stop smoking,  time to stop gambling,  &  dammit,  i f you don’t stop drinking it’ll kill you.  i sure hope you’re right,  darling.  ’ ‘  i’m always pleasantly surprised by how easy it is to kill you in my mind  ’ ‘  i’m not really scared to die.  i’m more afraid that no one will miss me when i’m gone.  ’ ‘  i’m not the person you left behind anymore.  there’s no one here to miss.  ’ ‘  i’ve been dead far longer than i’ve been alive.  ’ ‘  i’ve eaten nothing but flower petals  &  ivy for weeks because i want to be beautiful inside like you.  ’ ‘  i’ve never been completely satisfied.  i most likely will still be unsatisfied long after my death.  ’ ‘  no motive other than pleasure,  my dear.  ’ ‘  one day i’ll go or you will.  either way,  it will be as if i’m losing a piece of myself.  ’ ‘  our dreams  &  promises decay along with you.  ’ ‘  the leaves change,  but nothing else does.  ’ ‘  the only difference between avoiding  &  leaving is that now i’m not waiting up for you.  ’ ‘  there is no such thing as a person who is required to love you.  ’ ‘  there’s only so much that can be done to repair old damage.  ’ ‘  things aren’t going as i hoped.  maybe if i die,  i can start over again?  better luck next time.  ’ ‘  this is not something to be proud of.  this is a tragedy.  ’ ‘  trying to get rid of me?  oh honey,  you’ll have to try much harder than that.  ’ ‘  trying to get under my skin?  you’re nothing more than a pesky itch.  ’ ‘  unlike you,  i can’t hide my identity when it becomes an inconvenience or a danger.  ’ ‘  weeping is for gods  &  martyrs,  we cannot afford such luxuries.  ’ ‘  would you even miss me?  ’ ‘  you are not important enough to earn an eternal place in my heart.  ’ ‘  you complain nonstop about being unloved  &  alone,  i can’t imagine what you’d be like if that were actually true.  ’ ‘  you don’t know what it’s like.  ’ ‘  you made this so fucking easy for me.  ’ ‘  you should see me as a threat.  i will tear down everything you know until there is nothing left of you.  i am a walking threat.  ’ ‘  you think i’m already gone,  but i’m still fighting.  ’ ‘  you think i’m dead,  but i’m just dying.  ’ ‘  you were never an addiction,  you were a fucking disease.  ’ ‘  you wouldn’t dare cross me.  i am god  &  you are the soil beneath my feet.  ’ ‘  your existence takes up so much more space in mine that we might as well be one entity.  ’ ‘  your fingers are so cold  &  bruised,  but you’re still slamming your fists again the barricade as if it makes a difference.  ’ ‘  your hair is tied in a noose  &  your fingernails are razor blades,  your lips are poison  &  i will gratefully kiss them.  ’ ‘  your hatred has a body count  &  we will not forget.  ’ ‘  your loss,  not mine.  ’ ‘  you’re a sick fuck.  you know that?  ’ ‘  you’re not gentle with me  &  i would never ask you to be.  ’ ‘  you’ve trapped yourself so thoroughly in your own mind that it’s not even a rut anymore,  it’s a pit.   ’

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@herhorns continued from [ x ]

Her words did little to relieve him of the burden his mind carried. Those green eyes of his looked harrowed, discontent. He wasn’t able to trust people well, and thus it meant he walked alone. And at that moment, he wouldn’t have it any other way. Other people just got in the way. That saying ‘The road to hell is paved with good intentions’ sprung to mind. But, the thing that irked him most is he couldn’t say what compelled him to open up like that, admit that he thought he was as awful as other people said he was. Silently, he took the glass of water she passed to him, sipping at it lightly only to stop when she made mention of the meal being free, and offering the room at half price for the night, along with her little tidbit of advice. At this point, he kept his mouth shut. He didn’t know her past, and something he said might just tip her off that he was just as vile as he thought he was. 

“I’ll pay for both, full price.” He argued immediately, rather than finding rebuttal for her words. “What’s the total?” He didn’t like favors done for him when had done nothing in turn. He had a good purse, he could likely afford the price. He should have asked it before he ordered anyway. At least he could still turn down the room entirely if necessary.

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offragrance‌:

          “ You know, I made the designed, but I had someone in my little group to make it for me,” she said lightly and smiled a little bit, looking at the other for a moment, she tilted her head for a moment. “ I had a lot of designs in mind, but I had to go with this one, just because of the law— but otherwise, I have people in my little circle who is able to help me – it’s what of the hero business to have a little group to help you out with everything, so you won’t end up doing all of it yourself.”  @forshielding

Green eyes watched her as she explained how she came to that design. Frankly, he didn’t appreciate it. That weird stripe down her chest...it was like her costume was designed to draw attention. Well, it worked. Though, her little spiel about having a group to do things with irked him. Was she talking about an agency? Or just friends? Either way, he didn’t think either of those things were necessary. “It’s better to just do it yourself.” His words were cool as if he couldn’t understand the concept she spoke of. “That way you know it’s done.” And you couldn’t be betrayed. 

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Fairy Tail Verse Info

Magic: Requip/Ex-Quip (Shields) Guild: Currently Guildless Profession: Traveling Trader Tag: Pending

Background :  Born in some no-name village, Naofumi was quick to leave it as soon as he turned sixteen. The small place just wasn’t somewhere he wanted to be, stuck farming for the rest of his life. With dreams of the big city, he ventured to Onibus. The town seemed everything Naofumi could think of a large town, especially with the theater. He took the chance while he was there to pick up several shields, his requip skill being to swap them out as he pleased, though he always kept one out due to rumors he had heard about the bigger cities, about the crimes that went on. Nothing special, just a standard shield that one could pick up from any armory, cheap as well.  Unfortunately, at his young age, he was easily fooled. A woman approached him, saying she had lost some piece of jewelry, and asked if he could help find it. Of course, Naofumi agreed, thinking it would be good to help. She led him to a back alley, and before he could react, he was jumped. Several people, none of which he could identify later due to the fact that the first thing they did was punch him square in the face, attacked him. He was beaten severely, nearly to death, and had literally everything on his person stolen. Left with just the clothes on his back, and a few shields in that spatial inventory of his, the muggers fled. It was an hour or so later that Naofumi struggled to his feet, pain shooting through every nerve. He stumbled his way out of the city, past the looks of strangers that seemed confused to see someone so harmed in the city. He got out of there as quickly as he could hobble, soon finding himself leaning against a tree off the main road. Luckily, some traveling caravaner passed him and decided to help the poor boy he knew not. The next thing Naofumi could remember, he was bandaged, and laying on the back of the nearly full wagon, being transported to wherever the man was camping. He tried to leap up immediately, but his wounds prevented this, to the point where he passed out yet again. Naofumi awoke again the next day, groaning. The trader introduced himself, mentioning the state that he found Naofumi in. He didn’t wish to talk about it, but instead asked how he could pay the man back for helping him. The conversation ended up with Naofumi agreeing to work for the trader for a few years, picking up skills he might need. Just so he could repay the man back for helping him. Those few years passed, and Naofumi eventually left the traders service, starting his own trading caravan. It was just him, a horse, and a cart. He made most of the things he sold himself, and he turned a decent coin. However, the beating he experiences had made him unable to really trust people, though he was able to still function with them enough to not be a hermit. 

By this time, he was twenty, traveling about Fiore as he saw fit, selling whatever he made in order to survive. And all on his own.

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Medical @rosokuomoyasu]

Non-Verbal Starters || Accepting !

medical wake up in the hospital and find them holding their hand.

The first thing he noticed, was that even with his eyes closed, the light in the room was bright enough to cause his head to ache. The simple fact he was aware enough to feel that caused the rest of his body to slowly awaken. It was as if he was waking from a sleep he wasn’t meant to. Everything was stiff, unwilling to move. He could feel bandages on his body, constricting his skin all over. The first thought that came to mind was that he had cursed himself again, a rebound of his power from that Wrath Shield. He should have learned by now, considering the last time he used it against the Pope, he had nearly died. How close had he been this time? It took a good, long moment before he was able to open his eyes even in the slightest, staring upwards at the ceiling. Not only was everything stiff, but everything hurt as well. Now that he had awoken, there was no way he was going to be able to go back to sleep, not with his skin seemingly on fire. A hand was within his own, and it took some time for him to notice, and even longer for him to turn his head enough to see who it was. He wasn’t really surprised to see Raphtalia there, her head buried against the bed he lay in, asleep with her grasp tight on his hand. He was going to have to stop doing this to her, wasn’t he? But he couldn’t help the nearly impossible to see smile that curled his lips. He trusted her, and she had yet to betray that. It was a good feeling. 

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@meteofists continued from [ x ]

If there was one emotion that Naofumi knew well, it was rage. It coursed through him as if it were his blood, and he barely kept it in check. It was the one human emotion he could relate to anymore. Wrath was his core, and that let him read it plainly in others, even when they sought to hide it. He never bragged on this, never spoke of what he saw in others until now. It was their business, and as long as they minded their own business, he would too.

But, looking at this woman, he found himself unable to keep his mouth shut. It looked as if she were about to break beneath the weight of her anger, and he had been in that position before himself. It was a dangerous place to be, certainly not a place where one could be for long. He had nearly killed himself in his rage not long ago. And it was almost like looking into a mirror. Perhaps that was why he finally said something about what he saw.

Taking the glass she slid to him, he took it from the bar, not returning her smile. It was times like this that he wondered if his rage burned away that ability. He drank, and nearly grimaced at the taste. Of course, it was alcohol, this was a bar. Just because the drink didn’t blatantly say liquor didn’t mean it wasn’t liquor based. Luckily, his natural tolerance was insane. 

“Seems like the perfect time to rage to me.” He grunted in a slight reply to her, those deep forest green hues of his staring at the top of the bar. “Everything is up in the air, there’s not a better time to strike.” It almost seemed like he was playing devil's advocate. Saying what she would need to hear in order to give in to the rage, just like he had.

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nonverbal starters prompts featuring nonverbal scenarios.

guide take them by the hand, arm, or shoulder to guide them.

shelter protect them.

shove push them.

loop drape an arm around their shoulders.

touch a gentle touch like rubbing their back, hugging them, holding their hand. 

kiss a kiss on the cheek, knuckles, forehead, in their hair.

palm smack them upside the head.

bed rest gently push them back down when they try getting out of bed.

aid help them with a task.

note pass a note to them.

cry wipe away their tears.

wash wipe something off their forehead, cheek, so on.

bandage patch them up when they get hurt.

heal take care of them when they get sick.

book silently read a story with them. 

carry pick them up. 

scrap punch them.

cherry find blood on them.

sit help them sit down.  

medical wake up in the hospital and find them holding their hand.

steer place a hand under their chin to make them look up. 

beat dance with them.

stare stare them down. 

off track get lost with them.

no shaking their head in disagreement. 

yes nodding their head in agreement.

rush tackle them to the ground.

open hold the door open for them.

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‘  look  at  you  being  the  bigger  man .  i  mean ,  smaller  bigger  man .  he’s  taller .  ’ [@rosokoumoyasu]

A Million Little Things Starters || Accepting !

Raphtalia had grown into a smart-tongued woman in their time together. He couldn’t blame her, he was much the same himself, but that didn’t mean he found enjoyment from her sharp tongue. He had a feeling she was making a joke, but this was Motoyasu they were talking about. He didn’t like being compared in any way, shape, or form to him. Even if it was talking about contrasts. Yes, the Spear Idiot was taller. But having that pointed out, by Raphtalia of all people, only served to spark his ire. Not at Raphtalia though. It was all directed at one of the sources of his suffering. “He won’t be once I cut his legs off at the knees.” It was simple to do so, especially with the Wrath Shield, combined with another more offensive. Maybe the Shield of the Black Dog? Bear Trap Shield combo. He liked the idea. So much for being the bigger man.

[littlelovelymemes]

(    *    & .   A  MILLION  LITTLE  THINGS    /    SENTENCE  STARTERS .

‘  you  might  not  have  been  able  to  save  them ,  but  you  sure  as  hell  saved  me .  ’

‘  you  are  not  the  best  part  of  my  life …  you  are  my  life .  ’

‘  delicious ,  delicious .  that  man  is  delicious .  ’

‘  he’s  like  a  chocolate  george  clooney  with  a  caramel  gosling  center .  ’

‘  look  at  you  being  the  bigger  man .  i  mean ,  smaller  bigger  man .  he’s  taller .  ’

‘  i  know  this  sounds  crazy ,  but  that  is  not  the  worst  thing  that  ever  happened  to  me .  ’

‘  i’m  happier  than  i’ve  ever  been  and  i’m  not  playing  by  the  rules  anymore .  ’

‘  it’s  perfectly  normal  to  change  your  shirt  fifteen  times  before  going  to  play  video  games .  ’

‘  you  say  everything  happens  for  a  reason .  i  can’t  find  a  reason  for  this .  ’

‘  it  absolutely  kills  me  that  i  wasn’t  there  for  you .  ’

‘  that  was  one  time .  and  i’m  sober  now .  ’

‘  happy  birthweek  is  not  a  thing .  ’

‘  i  truly  believe  everything  happens  for  a  reason .  the  challenge  in  life  is  to  find  that  reason .  ’

‘  it’s  not  that  i  don’t  want  to  live .  i  just  don’t  want  to  live  like  this .  ’

‘  i  dare  you  to  go  steal  her  mic  and  sing  ‘ ( insert  song  here ) ’ .  your  version ,  wrong  lyrics  and  all .  ’

‘  i  have  so  many  feelings  that  i  can’t  process  because  i’m  too  ashamed  to  admit  that  i  have  them .  ’

‘  when  i  first  met  you ,  you  said  what  you  needed  was  a  time  machine .  where  would  you  go  if  you  had  one ?  ’

‘  sometimes  i  get  really  sad  for  no  reason .  actually ,  a  lot  of  times .  ’

‘  i  tried .  i  tried  to  be  the  man  you  taught  me  to  be .  i  tried  not  to  ask  for  help .  ’

‘  you’re  allowed  to  be  angry .  you’re  allowed  to  feel  whatever  it  is  that  you  feel .  ’

‘  i  can’t  do  this .  i  can’t  hurt  you .  ’

‘  if  you’re  in  there ,  can  you  just  knock  three  times  please ,  so  that  i  know  that  you’re  still  alive ?  ’

‘  listen ,  i’m  sorry .  i  tried .  i  can’t  not  care .  ’

‘  not  that  you  need  my  permission ,  but  you  deserve  to  be  happy .  ’

‘  you’re  right ,  i  don’t  know  what  i’m  talking  about .  ’

‘  i  always  thought  the  next  apartment  i  would  rent  would  be  for  us .  ’

‘  i  have  seen  porn  flicks  with  more  plot  twists  than  your  love  life .  ’

‘  maybe  you  should  stop  taking  shots  at  me  and  get  them  back .  or  is  it  your  plan  to  stand  there  and  do  nothing  and  lose  them  forever ?  ’

‘  you’re  always  so  fast  to  assume  that  it’s  my  fault ,  but  guess  what ?  you  don’t  know !  ’

‘  you  know  what  life  is  really  about ?  friendship .  you  and  me .  right  here .  yeah ,  us .  that’s  what  it’s  about .  ’

‘  of  course  i’m  scared .  i  thought  you  of  all  people  could  understand  that .  ’

‘  dare  me  to  do  anything  and  make  it  really  hard .  ’

‘  i  was  here ,  dammit ,  until  i  wasn’t .  ’

‘  you  can’t  worry  so  much  about  tomorrow  that  you  forget  to  live  today .  be  here .  ’

‘  it’s  got  to  be  the  hardest  thing  i  did  in  my  life .  ’

‘  sometimes  you  can’t  do  the  fun  thing  –  the  thing  that  makes  you  happy .  you  have  to  do  the  right  thing .  ’

‘  whatever  we  did ,  whatever  happened ,  we  also  created  a  life .  ’

‘  how  can  something  so  small  cause  so  much  pain ?!  ’

‘  the  thing  is  i  don’t  have  time  to  be  angry  because  i  have  to  use  up  all  of  my  energy  to  make  sure  that  he  is  okay .  ’

‘  you’re  not  the  boss  of  you  anymore .  ’

‘  slight  problem .  he  found  the  pregnancy  test .  ’

‘  just  because  you’re  scared ,  doesn’t  mean  you  shouldn’t  do  it .  ’

‘  there’s  nothing  you  can  say  to  change  the  fact  that  i  love  you .  ’

‘  this  is  your  baby .  it’s  just ,  it’s  too  much .  we  hurt  too  many  people .  ’

‘  it’s  bad  enough  you  wrecked  your  marriage  but  don’t  try  to  wreck  mine .  ’

‘  you  may  think  you  have  a  bulletproof  relationship ,  but  so  did  i .  ’

‘  wow ,  i  don’t  want  you  to  take  this  the  wrong  way ,  but  i  really  wish  you  hadn’t  met  me .  ’

‘  you  don’t  get  it .  i  know  you  think  i’m  distant .  i  am  just  trying  to  survive .  ’

‘  there’s  a  history  of  ‘ we  don’t  talk  about  that ’  in  my  family .  ’

‘  as  bad  as  it  seems ,  there  is  good  and  you  will  find  it .  i  promise .  ’

[forshielding-blog]

@aaniima || Starter Call !!

His camp was just outside the city limits, where other Heroes weren’t really going to be poking their noses. He wasn’t quite sure what city he was outside of this time, he could have sworn it was Hosu, but that was beside the point. The only thing that mattered was he was far from any Hero Agency. Technically, he was a vigilante. He had his license for Hero work but did his own thing. And definitely, the making of accessories and support items was on the illegal side. But he had to make money somehow, and he certainly wasn’t joining up with any Agency. They would likely root around in his past, and that was something he wanted to avoid. Just thinking about it made him seethe.

Tonight, it was quiet. He had his tools arranged before him, and several components that would be made into a power glove. Something that strengthened the strikes of a Hero, or Villain. He sold to both sides, though he actively worked against Villains most of the time. Money was money, and he didn’t ask details about who he sold to. But if he fought a customer, they were never sold to again, at least. 

A sigh slipped his lips, the campfire to his right throwing light against the ever darkening camp he had. Luckily no one came to investigate the small fire. Seemed like the homeless population lit enough that it wasn’t worth investigating unless there was far too much smoke. Thoughts aside, Naofumi picked up the tools of his trade and set to work putting the glove together. Its components were finished, all that was left was the overall assembly.