i, without your eyes,

could never be. {{indie kurapika blog. this kurapika is a trans nb boy}}

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{{im working on so much college stuff but i could use a break.. like this for a small starter? nothing fancy mayb just a dialogue thread--something easy}}

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haitus is over.. kurapika in this outfit

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{{finals are almost over so hmu if you want to rp!}}

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{{ojfdlkoikfkad forgot this blog existed}}

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((if anyone and i mean anyone wants to plot add me on discord at kurapika#5072 or message me here!))

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((so im back after like a year and a half kldjfslsa. i had some personal stuff i needed to work through but now im in college and im doing great so here i am !))

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(( i also have a personal blog you can reach me at @instantlovers or you can reach me on discord @ kurapika#5072 ! just lmk your url if you add me :00 im open to plotting on there or just talking))

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((so im back after like a year and a half kldjfslsa. i had some personal stuff i needed to work through but now im in college and im doing great so here i am !))

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gonprohunter

[gonprohunter]

 “Mm.  No problem. I haven’t eaten a good meal in long time myself.”  Gon chuckled and leaned back from his empty plate to stretch.  He wasn’t full, but it was enough.  He remembered the coffee and pushed his chair to stand.  Gon had picked up the habit of caffeine since the return to school work.  Even though he no longer struggled over stacks of books and papers, he still drank coffee. “He wanted me to tell you he says hello.” Gon poured himself a cup and held it up to Kurapika.  “Want some?” 

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--”He says hello? I-” Kurapika paused himself to answer Gon’s question. “Oh, yes. I would, thank you.” Kurapika only finished the food on his plate as he did not want to seem rude or unhealthy to Gon. “As for Leorio saying hello... I’m fairly surprised he would want to say something so mundane to me after my rejections of common conversation this past year...”

Kurapika picked up his plate, and dropped it into the sink-careful not to break it. He was a little shocked at the lack of a towering dirty dish mountain, and he knew that he had Gon to thank for that. --”Say, Gon... How do you typically prepare your coffee?”

[morfiumd]

lecture doodles and sketches for upcoming LeoPika pieces hhhnnngggggggg Ishouldreallystartpayingattentioninclass

[leewach]

i am sorry mother

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gonprohunter

[gonprohunter]

Gon glanced up quickly at the mention of Killua.  It was like a knife in his heart.  Leorio’s name was a welcome distraction.   “Actually I have.  I went to see him before I came here.”  ‘I didn’t have the guts to tell him.’  Gon bite into a sausage and chewed it carefully since it was still fairly hot.  “He’s almost finished with medical school and I think he looks older now.”  Gon took another bite and laughed.  “He wanted to me to make sure your phone was working.” Gon stopped laughing and leaned forward. “Don’t worry.  I get it.  I don’t wanna talk either.”  With that, he sat back down again and drained his juice.   “But yeah, Leorio’s still the same.  He’ll make a really great doctor.” 

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--”Leorio has always looked older.” Kurapika picked up his fork again, a little relieved to hear that Leorio was almost done with med school. He poked at his eggs before picking up a rather fluffy piece and biting down on it. He waited until he was finished eating before speaking again. “I feel rather awful that my phone does work. Occasionally I will listen to his rather... Extended, to say the least, voicemails.” He did take note on how there was no mention of Killua, but he decided not to press on the matter. 

--”Not wanting to talk is okay.” He meant to reassure Gon, however, it was slightly to help himself as well. He lifted his fork again and stabbed it into a sausage, taking a bite. --”The food is really good, Gon, thank you.”

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gonprohunter

[gonprohunter]

“Good morning, Kurapika.”  Gon said with a genuine smile.  It was much easier to face the day when he wasn’t thinking about his own problems.  “Oh..I learned from my great grandmother.  She taught me how to stitch too, but I’m not very good at.”  He plated the eggs and sausage and slid it towards the blonde. He hadn’t been able to find any salt so they were going to be on the bland side, but the sausage would make up for it. He felt a little anxious about what Kurapika had planned for the day and how he might be of use, but Gon had already made up his mind to relax and just be.  If his friend felt like discussing things, so be it.  If not, very well.  Either way, Gon was going to be as laid back as possible.  He was struggling a little. 

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--”You can stitch? I, as well, can. My mother taught me when I was younger.” Kurapika thought back to all the times he utilized his stitching and sewing skills to mimic the style of traditional Kurta garments as long as possible, but after running short on time and materials to do so he switched to wearing suits. Suits. They were more professional for his line of work. They also reminded him of Leorio. Kurapika set his fork down, next to his plate and on top of his napkin.

--”Gon. I have not... taken much time recently to be accessible. How have you and Killua been faring? Have you heard anything of Leorio recently?” He hoped his normal tone would hide his guilt-the guilt of not knowing. If he was going to be honest, he missed them. But if he was going to be critical, too much of a good thing would slow him down.

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im back, that took me long enough. ive had a rough week, got dumped and such, but my new partner is so remarkable and had managed to turn my week around.

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Locked #chains #door #old (em Lisbon, Portugal)