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[foxcurse]

Thank you all for the support on my last post and willingness to continue writing with me. It means more to me than I could ever put into words. 🧡 That being said, I finished setting up the new blog faster than I thought I would've. I will be following everyone who interacted with my last post and reply to IMs from the new blog.

THIS BLOG IS OFFICALLY ARCHIVED.

[foxcurse]

Thank you all for the support on my last post and willingness to continue writing with me. It means more to me than I could ever put into words. 🧡 That being said, I finished setting up the new blog faster than I thought I would've. I will be following everyone who interacted with my last post and reply to IMs from the new blog.

THIS BLOG IS OFFICALLY ARCHIVED.

[foxcurse]

Thank you all for the support on my last post and willingness to continue writing with me. It means more to me than I could ever put into words. 🧡 That being said, I finished setting up the new blog faster than I thought I would've. I will be following everyone who interacted with my last post and reply to IMs from the new blog.

THIS BLOG IS OFFICALLY ARCHIVED.

[foxcurse]

Thank you all for the support on my last post and willingness to continue writing with me. It means more to me than I could ever put into words. 🧡 That being said, I finished setting up the new blog faster than I thought I would've. I will be following everyone who interacted with my last post and reply to IMs from the new blog.

THIS BLOG IS OFFICALLY ARCHIVED.

[foxcurse]

Thank you all for the support on my last post and willingness to continue writing with me. It means more to me than I could ever put into words. 🧡 That being said, I finished setting up the new blog faster than I thought I would've. I will be following everyone who interacted with my last post and reply to IMs from the new blog.

THIS BLOG IS OFFICALLY ARCHIVED.

[foxcurse]

Thank you all for the support on my last post and willingness to continue writing with me. It means more to me than I could ever put into words. 🧡 That being said, I finished setting up the new blog faster than I thought I would've. I will be following everyone who interacted with my last post and reply to IMs from the new blog.

THIS BLOG IS OFFICALLY ARCHIVED.

[foxcurse]

Thank you all for the support on my last post and willingness to continue writing with me. It means more to me than I could ever put into words. 🧡 That being said, I finished setting up the new blog faster than I thought I would've. I will be following everyone who interacted with my last post and reply to IMs from the new blog.

THIS BLOG IS OFFICALLY ARCHIVED.

[foxcurse]

Thank you all for the support on my last post and willingness to continue writing with me. It means more to me than I could ever put into words. 🧡 That being said, I finished setting up the new blog faster than I thought I would've. I will be following everyone who interacted with my last post and reply to IMs from the new blog.

THIS BLOG IS OFFICALLY ARCHIVED.

[foxcurse]

Thank you all for the support on my last post and willingness to continue writing with me. It means more to me than I could ever put into words. 🧡 That being said, I finished setting up the new blog faster than I thought I would've. I will be following everyone who interacted with my last post and reply to IMs from the new blog.

THIS BLOG IS OFFICALLY ARCHIVED.

[foxcurse]

Change is difficult for me but I have been putting this off for too long. I feel like it's very...very safe to say that Kurama is less of an AU at this point and more of like an OC that kinda fell into my lap. Which is fine. I've never had an oc before and its very fun and new and gives me a passion to write more than I've wanted to in months.

And then when I try to put attention into Naruto as a muse or do his replies...it just doesn't make me happy? Which makes me incredibly sad as i've been role playing as him for 10 years, but it always seemed inevitable?

I love this blog as I've had it for years and have made so so many memories roleplaying as Naruto. So it feels like I'm abandoning a child I've never had which is dramatic to say but I'm very sentimental about it. And I'm so so so sorry to all the Naruto mutuals I've had over the years who enjoy role playing with him. I didn't expect to make a decision like this without warning but I've been feeling like this from before Kurama was even a fully fleshed out concept. You all are free to talk to me on discord or even do small rps with me there because I will always love Naruto, ya know?

That being said. I'm going to turn off my inbox and start working on transitioning to a new blog and moving threads/various content there. While I'm making this transition and sorting through my feelings, I won't be active here except to reply to IMs. I won't post the URL when it's done, but I'll definitely re-follow those who ask and those I already interact with a lot.

Will I ever come back to this blog or rp as Naruto again? Unlikely but not impossible. Will I be dropping my threads for Kurama? No; just moving them to the new blog. Asks? Will be deleting those just to start anew. Will I deactivate this blog? Never.

This felt terribly worded and rushed, but thanks for supporting my brand after all this time :')

[lunarscaled-08152025]

@foxcurse replied to your post “" I'd say I'm not smug about how many boxes I've...”:

" Are you /that/ hurt I didn't get bingo? I'll do better next time, your highness. "

"... well, that's the point of a Bingo card, dumbass. Aren't you a detective? Missing some obvious points, here."

"That's fine. Your personality is unlikable and your occupation does not make enough to cover for it. You need not apply a second time."

[foxcurse]

❝  Have you ever thought about the fact that we would be great friends if you pulled your head outta your large ass for five minutes? We're more alike than you'd think. ❞ 

[foxcurse]

It's fine, we've got you figured out.

He does not want to give Lyric the satisfaction of knowing how funny he found this to be. So he kept any smiles that threatened to surface under lock and key. ❝  So now you're judging me for having good taste??? — There's just no winning with you. ❞ 

[foxcurse]

❝     i  would  suggest  you  take  me  more  seriously.     ❞ / >:3c

Unprompted ›› ›› ( always accepting)

❝  Okay—write your sUgGeStIoN down and put it into the complaint box just outside of my office. I'm sure I'll get to it... eventually. ❞ 

[zealctry]

a chuckle. the press of cold metal against his abdomen does little to sway him ( if anything, it sways him in the opposite direction, dulls the spark of fury that had him grasping roughly onto blond hair to begin with. slowly, oh so slowly, an eyebrow ticks upwards, its curve sardonic, indicative of no resolve to placate Kurama’s obvious, bubbling anger ). the dance of amusement drops from his eyes to his mouth as it, too, curves ( you could cut someone on it, if you tried ).  “ . . . .really, sweetheart? you’re gonna shoot me? over this? ”  the words tumble out of his mouth an octave lower than per usual, slowly caressed by his tongue to velvet-smoothness.

the second eyebrow joins the first, both crawling further up towards his hairline in mock-surprise. slowly, as if not to startle a wild animal, Hidan’s free hand raises to curl around the one holding the revolver. his hold is lazy, as languid as the ascent that he guides it through ( slowly, carelessly, upwards, sliding against the pristine white of his tee ). he takes his time with it, too ( gaze dropping from those pretty blues, to that mouth, to then watch in open, piqued interest the ascent of that barrel up his body ). for a moment, he pauses it over a lung, then guides it further to pinpoint his own heart with ( alarming, dangerous, telling ) accuracy, before chuckling. he guides it further up, even as it grazes his throat.  “ if you’re gonna shoot me, make it count at least, hm? ”

the muzzle of the revolver pauses, stops and lingers over Hidan’s bottom lip, and he hums in appreciation ( of something so hazardous, playing fucking dice ), lashes falling to half-mast. ( it’s a nice, clean, quick idea. a bullet straight through the brain, blowing it to pieces. if you’re lucky, a clean death that doesn’t leave you a half-functioning fleshsuit. most aren’t – lucky, that is. )

beneath a heavily-lidded gaze, he seeks out those pretty blues once more ( even as he leans forward, head tilted, tongue sliding slowly over the smooth barrel, down its whole damned length ). doesn’t even blink when he leans back, and, wrapping his lips around the revolver, retraces  the some path. hollows his cheeks. groans quietly against the metal. then pulls back with a(n appreciative, exaggerated ) hum.

and laughs. and laughs. and laughs, and presses that same cursed mouth to Kurama’s in a bruising, eager kiss.

[foxcurse]

     ❝ Over... this?  ❞ Did Hidan imply that ghosting him was a matter to be glossed over? When he disappeared without a word, did he not think of him? Did he not care if someone else kept Kurama’s bed warm at night? Did he not care if he was tortured or killed by someone else’s hands? Did he not care if Kurama would still be there whenever he decided to show up again?— Over this?! He was going to shoot him and take pleasure in the fact that his pretty face would be the last thing Hidan ever laid eyes on. He was going to—

     Oh. The homicidal rage that enveloped him seemed to leave his body just as quickly as it entered. He became weak as he watched Hidan guide the muzzle of his favorite revolver up the length of his body. It was such a beautiful sight—a work of unadulterated art. Was such a sight meant just for him? Was he this incredibly sexy with anyone else? He didn’t have time to dwell on it because by the time his tongue slid down the barrel and eye contact was made, Kurama was a mess. His face was red and his breaths became slow, heated pants as if he discovered a new kink. Watching this man dance with danger threatened to have the P.I. orgasm on the spot. Hidan didn’t even have to touch him much for Kura to be undone—breathless and needy and turned on in a way he didn’t think possible. And that was when something in his brain clicked. He wasn’t sure why it took him deep throating a revolver for Kurama to realize that this was his person. 

     ❝ Hidan...  ❞  He said his name like it was a need—like he was on the cusp of a confession. Kurama was going to forgive him again because that’s what he always did. And then Hidan laughed....and laughed...and laughed...and Kurama just didn’t get the joke. 

     He barely felt the kiss before he shoved Hidan away with a violent thrust of his hand. The homicidal rage from earlier returned with a vengeance and all he could see was red. He clutched the revolver with a death grip and cocked the hammer, aiming the barrel right at him, with his finger on the trigger. It was a warning. ❝ What the fuck is so funny?—Do you want to make an enemy out of me? Do you think I won’t get pleasure out of watching you lose your mind in a jail cell? Do you think I need you? Do you think I won’t paint this room with your blood just to prove a fucking point? ❞ Just so no one else can have you? 

     Kurama felt the weapon dig into his palm, leaving a bruise that would last for days. He was a clusterfuck of emotions, shaking and vulnerable. He would have shot anyone else without a second thought, but not Hidan. Hidan, who had pierced his heart with more than just his knife. Hidan, who had never shown him any affection or respect. Hidan, who only laughed at his pain and his desire for more. He hated that laugh. He hated that stupid fucking laugh more than anything. And yet...

     ❝ I...I would do anything for you. I would let you ruin me in any way your sick fucking brain could imagine and you chose to ghost—no...abandon me?—Why? ❞ And truthfully, it was okay if Hidan didn’t feel the same way as he did. But abandoning him for days or even weeks on end without a word? The delusions and assumptions that consumed his mind convinced him that there had to be a reason. That there had to be someone else, and that was enough to drive him insane. Hidan was his passion—his obsession. And without him, what else did he have to lose?

     ❝ There’s someone else...isn’t there? There must be. Tell me who you’re with when you’re pretending like I don’t exist—when you’re pretending like what we have means nothing. All I need is a name to end their worthless existence, and you’re going to give me one. ❞

ooc; when rp partners mention your muse in interactions with other roleplayers…

[foxcurse]

it's your bday??? Happy anniversary of your first eviction 💜 i am very glad we got the chance to meet

lmao i wish i got an eviction notice or something at the very least. and thank you 🩶 i do appreciate our conversations and writing together. you're just great ok?

[foxcurse]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY OMG !!! <3 I hope you have the absolute best day ever <3 you're such a wonderful person & i appreciate u soo much !!

thank you !! <33 I hope you have a great day no you better have a great day or else. and i appreciate you so much i just --