Riku Adacent // 22 // Bakery Manager +Indie AU RIku rp blog from KH+
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Riku Adacent // 22 // Bakery Manager +Indie AU RIku rp blog from KH+
Hey everyone! I know I haven’t really been active on here, but i’ve created a new Riku to try and get back in the swing of things!
Semi-Hiatus
I have a convention I am going to in a little under a month, San Japan, and to say i’m prepared would be an outright lie. So, i’m spending the next 30 days hunched over my sewing machine and more then likely only touching my laptop for skype and references when needed.
I’m still open for plotting if anyone wants to, on here and any of my other blogs, so feel free to message me about anything.
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The lack of resistance was pleasing, though by the look on her face she was anything but. At least he was willing to cooperate in that regard. Still keeping quiet though. A sneer and an even tighter grip, almost like a vice, threatening to but of blood to his hands. "Don’t like to me Riku."
The one perk of being a psychopath was when you wanted to be intimidating, you pull it off so damn well. "Bullshit. You’re gonna tell me who it is or I’ll add your kneecaps to the list of things I’ll break.” Another good perk was threats were delivered so seriously they usually fooled the other. Except it this situation, she was deadly serious.
"Why are you protecting this person anyway? What the fuck did he ever do for you? He just destroyed your life more times then you can count. Do you want to go through that all again? Seeing everyone around you fall apart because of the actions you took?" Leaning in and she continued with a hiss. "Want to break your poor cousin’s heart?"
The threats were like arrows to the mans' form, causing a wince, the grip only worsening the situation. He knew she was being serious, wasn't just fucking around, he could tell. So, with a swallow his head turned, brows knitting together. He knew she wasn't going to let this die, knew that the situation would only be pushed further, so if he wanted out of this he would have to talk. But knowing this woman, that would lead to bloodshed, and that was one thing he was not wanting on it hands.
And then the woman spoke again, teal eyes closing, his shoulders slumping. "...." A sigh left parted lips, his orbs revealing themselves once again before he turned to the woman. "Is it really that much of a big deal for me to tell you?" Why did he matter so much to the woman? Why did she care? Was this just like her? It didn't seem so, with how violent she acted.
"Seifer Almasy. If you can track him with just a name, great. He doesn't have a place of residency." Well, he did have somewhere he crashed more often then not, but Riku wasn't going to bring Roxas into this mess, despite how much the prick deserved it.
Zzz
can't remember the exact wording, but it was something like: send me Zzz to my muse waking up and seeing yours in bed with them
The weight wasn't unfamiliar to the silveret, by now used to his boyfriends constant movements and somehow ending up on top of him. Acting on instinct, an arm found itself across the body, hand going over the rear of Ve--Instantly his eyes shot open, palm flat on the butt that didn't belong to his boyfriend, breath hitching in his throat. It took some work, but he managed to see who was on him, teal eyes widening to the slightest at the mess of brown laying across his chest.
And he calmed, eyes closing as he sighed, hand going up to his face. Dammit, Sora...Well, he supposed it was a good thing Ven hadn't been the one to find him. Letting the moment linger for a second longer, Riku was slow to turn, careful as he moved the lightweight on top of him until Sora was laying on his back beside him. Why the brunet had decided to move from the guest room to his bed, he'd never ask.
Small child flops in.
The male blinked, looking to the...familiar looking child. "...Can I help you?"
"Just gotta let me know when you’re ready. I’ll move around my schedule if I can." A tattoo artist? Oh, oh god. That wasn’t the same… Nah couldn’t be. They didn’t really… look alike. No way that other blonde was who he was talking about. The one that may or may not have locked lips with her. Best not to mention it.
Ah, but there was something else that was on the agenda. "Well if it’ll help then great. Oh, while I have you, there is one thing I want to mention." Approaching the male with somewhat frightening speed, she lashed out and gripped his wrist tightly. "I don’t want to have to make my promise into reality ‘ku. You’re gonna need these hands after all, but I will do what needs to be done. So I suggest you fucking talk.”
Th male froze, the speed of the woman sending a tremor of terror down his spine. His hands were seized, the male wanting to flee, to run from the woman before him, but he knew it was useless. She would find him, it wouldn't be hard for her to, Larxene almost always seeming to be in hte right places and just the right times. Just her luck, he guessed.
"Look, it--I don't remember." He lied, teal orbs shifting away before focusing back on the woman in front of him. "It...was just a small relapse."
"Well lucky you. If I have the time, I don’t mind helping you out." And keeping an eye on you. "Never knew you had a cousin."
"It would be appreciated. I have a week left, but luckily I don't own many things other then furniture." He nodded, reaching up to rub the back of his neck. "Yeah, she's younger then me, a tattoo artist actually."
Smoke Break
"Would you?" He asked, giving the easy smirk of a co-conspirator as he shed the polite interest for a more casual demeanor. Like clothes, he traded one for the other in order to achieve a certain effect or goal—in this case, the friendship of the son of a very important business associate.
"I have never been one for these events." The admittance was easy.
A simple shrug was given, the silveret turning his attention away from the male and to the ground around his feet. "I don't care for the socialite life, but it pleases my parents." And as long as they were pleased, he maintained the roof over his head, and what little privacy they did allow.
His own smile was continuing over his features, understanding the situation as best to his ability. He was always one to try and help others, but only when they needed it. And from what he could understand, Riku really needed it. A short nod was given as response to the words given to him. “Good ta know, I’ll keep it in mind.”
He nodded slightly again at the statement, holding back a smartass remark that he usually wouldn’t think twice on saying. Then again, being that this guy probably didn’t know how Vanitas normally was. He was normally a lot more on edge on a normal day, but given the music he had playing today, he was relaxed.
He didn’t know if he should warn the other male or not about that, but decided against it.. He’d find out on his first day what music would be playing on a normal day.. If he decided to put the usual on when the other male came in. “Danke.. So far as hours, that will all depend as ta what all I have for ya ta do for the day.. If ya ever have any questions, well.. Welcome ta call.”
After a moment, he realized his phone was left over in the concept room, being that it was where he was before working on the machinery that he had as a project for today. So, instead of going to get it, he tucked the folded paper that he was given into his pocket, then moving to the table to bring a card to the silveret. “My home and cell numbers are right there if ya need anythin’ or just have a question.”
A moment of thought was given before he finally responded to the next bit, sliding his thumb under the utility belt that he currently wore. “It’s no problem.” He was simply glad to help.
Riku nodded, understanding fully what the other was telling him. He hadn't expected long hours, or even working many days out of the week, when he first begun. But the silveret was determined, sure he was going to be able to prove himself a valuable employee. And, even if this job wasn't one to work out, it would be enough to get him by until another could be found.
When the card was presented, the man took it, eyes going over the wording and the numbers before he slipped his phone out of his pocket. He wanted to memorize them, know the information by heart, but his mind just wouldn't allow it. His memory never served it's purpose, almost always seeming to fail to when he needed it most. So, instead he saved them both in his phone, labeled under 'home' and 'cell' before exiting the contact screen and sliding the phone back into it's usual place of habitat the card following suit.
He wanted to thank Vanitas again, but the words died in his throat. He had already said it so much, to both the man and his cousin, that it seemed it didn't want to be said anymore. So, instead he offered a smile, a simple pull at both sides of his mouth, the expression feeling far too awkward before he let it drop. "What time would you like me in?"
The male sighed. “..Guess I should start packing soon.”
"Found a new place ‘ku?"
"Not exactly, but I still have a few days before I have to be out and my cousin is letting me stay with her until I can find somewhere I can afford."
The male sighed. "..Guess I should start packing soon."
[text] …Sora, i’m fine. Sorry for making you worry. [/send]
[text] How do I know you are?! What if you are dying. Where are you?! I want to make sure you’re not a rotten poptart! [/send]
[text] Sora, i'm at home. If it worries you that much, come here. [/send]
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Hey guys, so decided to jump on the bandwagon here and try to raise some money via tumblr commissions. Long story short, mom lost her job, brother is struggling to fly down to see her before he leaves for the military and I’m actually in the middle of training for a new job that will give me better pay and schedule options, but I still won’t get “paid” for a while. Right now I need to personally trying to raise enough money to get the ticket out there let alone find a sneaky way to help my mom stay afloat until she can find a decent enough job.
Did I mention I have a 12 year old sister with Down Syndrome that has a really weak immune system and gets sick once a month? Yeah mom’s pretty much fucked in the work field. If anyone has any flexible work options besides some minimum wage part time, I would really love to hear it.
The good news is that I actually did upgrade my computer recently, so now I can actually draw and edit again. I think you know where this is going.
Here’s the thing that’s different with me though: I’m not sure I’d say I have a real “style” and I actually love drawing OCs. I thrive on trying different facial structures and features to give each character their own unique style. People are different as night and day in the real world. Why not in the anime world?
I’m not the best, by a long shot. But I’m pretty good. Unfortunately the only examples I have online right now are from a couple years back.
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Saïx Ballaster //26// single/ single An average male taking up the space of a two bedroom apartment,…
just letting everyone know, this is me
Sora only chuckled before he stepped around, and reached up to mess with the taller boy’s hair. “Only cuz you asked nicely,” he teased, before one hand darted to tickle his side, then bound away into the unknown. AKA, the pet store.
Swatting the hand away, Riku made a motion of attack, going after Soras' small form before the boy was almost bouncing away. The older blinked before his head shook, a heavy sigh leaving his lips. Just like Sora, always on the move. He guessed he'd speak to him later.
With that in mind, he turned, hands sliding into his pockets before he walked in the direction of his apartment.