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i know i just made this blog, and as much as i love writing hibari, i am going to make this a low activity account due to how much i have to do on yousuke and i am currently having a hard time finding drive to come on here. i didnt really expect much making hibari, seeing how the khr fandom has been dead for so long, but getting things kicked off here has been proving disheartening so i think im gonna focus on yousuke. ill be here when muse arises, but otherwise found mostly on @braveblacle
* random act prompts
send a symbol for our muses to interact!
💨 catch my muse in a lie
🛑 stop my muse from doing something reckless
🥄 feed my muse when they’re ill or injured
🔍 help my muse find a lost item
⚠️ clean up my muse after a fight
⚓ keep my muse anchored (anxiety, nightmare, etc.)
🔫 take a bullet for my muse
🛁 give my muse a bath
🛏️ carry my muse to bed
☠️ protect my muse
✋ hold my muse’s hand
🔪 stab my muse (accident, on purpose)
🚗 leave town with my muse
🕯️ remind my muse that they matter
💥 our muses share a tense moment
📖 our muses read a story
🎀 give my muse a gift
👊 our muses train
🌹 teach my muse something (include details)
🗝️ our muses share a quiet moment
🥪 our muses have a snack
🧡 for an eskimo kiss
❣️ for a top of the head kiss
💛 for a kiss on the cheek
💞 for a kiss on the hand
🖤 for a kiss on a wound (bruise, scar, etc.)
💚 for a forehead kiss
🔥 for an angry and relieved hug
💙 for a hug that won’t be remembered
🤔 for an unwanted hug
🎧 for a calming hug
💧 for a tearful hug
😩 for a ‘ forgive me ’ hug
💟 for a happy hug
🛸 for a goodbye hug
🎉 for a hug filled with laughter
「 草食動物 : @x-blood-bound-x 」
@kyoaho
“Alright…time to get to work.”
Already, Yunneth had broken into the school. After being transferred to this town, it wasn’t long until she was given her first job: Investigate reported paranormal findings. Regardless if she find something or not, she had to bless the school from top to bottom. She was armed to the teeth. A rapier on one hip, a tome on the other, and a bow and quiver on her back. One would assume she was trying to cosplay or was just some crazy lady with weapons but the high schooler loathed guns. They were too loud and they hurt her hands. And knives? Don’t get her started. The weapons were for things more menacing than a simple ghost. And considering the status of the creature inside the middle school is unknown? She had to assume it was a lethal creature.
What could it be? Another ghost peeking on kids in the bathroom? Or a demon that disemboweled them or strangled them? Or perhaps it was a ghost in the process of becoming a vengeful demon? Yunneth couldn’t help but wonder. Looking around the first floor, she looked around.
“Middle school. The worst time of any teens life. I cannot say I miss it. Now…where to start?”
Yunneth muttered to herself. She was alone. As long as she leaves before 5 or 6 in the morning, she should be able to leave without leaving a trace. She has ALL the time in the world to investigate…….right?
It was quiet, as it should be. Only a fool would stay longer past club activities, and anyone with a good head on their shoulders would leave with haste. Hibari, though disinterested in the rumors of some kind of ghost, knew that the students of Namimori feared him before they did any kind of spirit. A ghost cannot hurt them the way he can, and if one was not careful, they may join the spirits that supposedly haunted his school grounds.
Regardless of whether or not he believed or not did not matter; he couldn’t have such nonsense to continue spreading among his school. If there truly was a ghost on his school grounds, then he will just have to kill them a second time and send them off to wherever it is that ghosts go.
Patrolling the empty halls of Namimori Middle, the Skylark found himself in the reception room. It was undetermined if Hibari ever left the school for a long periods of time. Some speculate he practically lived on campus. But, no one could say for sure, because the only thing people knew about their feared prefect was that he hated crowding and he hated when the peace was disturbed. More importantly, he hated when the rules of his school was broken.
Breaking into Namimori wasn’t the problem. It was fairly easy, if one thought about it. There did not seem to be a need for any kind of security system to be installed — not when they had someone like Kyouya Hibari looking after it. The few students who attempted to sneak onto campus after dark — for whatever reasons — were rumored to have been sent to the hospital for a good week, if they were lucky.
With this in mind, Hibari noticed the other enter the building from the floor below him, standing from the window as he watched her crawl in through the window. Slate colored hues watched her from a distance before he stepped back, his figure disappearing from the plane of glass.
「 Yare, yare. What do we have here? A student who left behind their homework? Or someone with a death wish? 」
Presenting himself, Hibari stepped into the dim light. His cold gaze locked on the female, arms crossed over his chest. An ominous aura — something akin to blood lust — emitted from the Skylark, and not even the cute, yellow chick which sat on his head did much to make him seem less threatening.
‘ you’re telling me you wouldn’t be unnerved by going upstairs and seeing a bunch of stuffed animals organized into a little cult circle when no one did it? ’
meme: buzzfeed unsolved sentence starters ( pt. four )status: accepting!muses: hibari x akechi | @spookycorvus
The inquiry implied that Hibari felt fear, which was such a ridiculousnotion, that Hibari almost found himself amused by such a thing. Another thing to take note on was the fact that the supposed enemyin question were a bunch of stuffed toys. No matter how you look atit, it seemed almost completely harmless. He supposed if one tookinto consideration the lore of haunted dolls, he could see why sucha thing would be unnerving. But not to someone like him. It was quite boring, actually.
「 If you beat the stuffing out of them I would say the situation resolves itself. Whichever herbivore thought of this prank wouldn’t be worth my time. The only concern here will be if they would have any brain cells left if we were to cross paths and I bite them to death. 」
Eyes draw up to the head of the stairs then, a bored sigh escaping himonce his back found the wooden support of the railing. The corners ofhis lips quirked for a brief moment as he looked to the detective.
「 Why don’t you go up there and see if you can find anything interesting? I’m no detective, I wouldn’ t know where to start. If I don’t happen to fall asleep in your absence, I may even save you if anything goes wrong. 」
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( part of the youtube starter series )
‘ you don’t feel strange at all? not even a little bit? ’ ‘ oh shit, waddup! i’m taking a selfie with some demons, yooo. hell yeah, whaaa!! ’ ‘ you’re insufferable. ’ ‘ yeah, i’m just gonna… get some fucking holy water. ’ ‘ i’ve lived my life with one adage and that’s don’t fuck with demons. ’ ‘ i just love seeing you squirm! ’ ‘ okay, tell your spooky story! ’ ‘ i think this is all bullshit. ’ ‘ we better get out of this house, somebody knocked our little bear out of his little wicker chair. ’ ‘ you’re telling me you wouldn’t be unnerved by going upstairs and seeing a bunch of stuffed animals organized into a little cult circle when no one did it? ’ ‘ what the fuck? oh shit! no!! where’s my holy water? ’ ‘ what the fuck? oh shit! no!! ’ ‘ where’s my holy water? ’ ‘ it’s just a flashlight! it rolls, it’s cylindrical! ’ ‘ here’s the thing– this is what i fucking love about like, paranormal evidence. people are always clamoring for it, right? like ‘where’s the evidence,’ and then when the evidence is finally they’re like, ‘fake!’ ’ ‘ if you slit my throat tonight, i’m gonna have a hard time forgiving you for that. ’ ‘ will you haunt me for the rest of my life? ’ ‘ no, i won’t haunt you cause i’ll be dead. ghosts aren’t real. ’ ‘ that demon’s racist! ’ ‘ fuck that demon, he’s whitewashing the history of this house. ’ ‘ this demon’s what’s wrong with hollywood. ’ ‘ whatever, demon’s racist. i don’t respect this demon. ’ ‘ you’ve lost your mind! ’ ‘ here we go! rock and roll, buckaroo. ’ ‘ fuck this house. fuck this house so hard. ’ ‘ here’s the thing, i discount almost 100% of all of ‘i saw it in the middle of the night’ things because sleep paralysis, often times, most people wake up and see shit. ’ ‘ if i wake up tonight and there’s this grotesque looking thing laying next to me and just staring at me with it’s fucking stupid beady eyes open, i’m gonna shit myself. there’s gonna be poo in my sleeping bag. ’ ‘ i’m gonna sleep closer to you, i don’t care. ’ ‘ every little pin drop that you hear, every little creak, it’s gonna make your butthole tighten. ’ ‘ i think it would be a sleep-full night for me if it weren’t for you. ’ ‘ annnnnd nope, i’m man enough to admit that this is not happening tonight. i can’t. it’s not happening ever. ’ ‘ you givin’ up? ’ ‘ i just think it’s silly to give up at the last minute, but whatever. you know, it’s no big deal. ’ ‘ did you just call the demon a motherfucker? ’ ‘ i don’t give a shit now, i’m gone. ’ ‘ peace out, bitches. go fuck yourself. you were truly awful and i hate you. ’ ‘ this is the happiest moment of my life. ’ ‘ i think it was just a wonderful coincidence. ’ ‘ i’m glad it happened because i got to see you turn into a babbling mess. ’ ‘ i’m happy to let you believe in this ‘cause i think it’s fun that you believe in it, cause if we go to more places, it’s gonna be fun to watch you freak out some more. so great. ’ ‘ let’s just call it unsolved, how ‘bout that? ’ ‘ but we sure had fun! ’ ‘ he looks really happy, actually. look at that little face. he looks like he’s eatin’ grapes. ’ ‘ that’s really interesting, let’s get the fuck out of here. ’ ‘ i don’t wanna imagine that. can’t you just let me enjoy the moment for once? ’ ‘ what a trip its been. we’ve seen a lot of stuff. seen spiders, we’ve seen… ghouls. ’ ‘ this looks like disney land. i wouldn’t be surprised if they got cotton candy in there. ’ ‘ yuk it up, man. yuk it up. you’re really enjoying this, but when the lights go off, this may be a little different. ’ ‘ you’re full of shit if you do not feel strange right now. ’ ‘ i assure you in like half of the places you’ve been, people have died there. people have probably died in the chipotle we just ate at. ’ ‘ well then that’s why she didn’t live forever! cause she found a loophole! ’ ‘ i won’t argue that your logic is flawed. i just hate it because it’s detrimental to my argument. ’ ‘ you think the ghosts just checked in every like 3 to 5 years? ’ ‘ this is a theory. i’m just stating a theory. ’ ‘ no one builds a house like this because they have arthritis. no one says, ‘oh, my knuckles feel a little funny. i’m gonna build a house with 500 rooms.’ ’ ‘ i hear ya, man. i agree with ya. i’m just saying this is a theory that people believe… and i’m relaying the theory. ’ ‘ those people are idiots. ’ ‘ i mean, you know what the doctor says: ‘nothing’s better for arthritis than a two story drop to the floor below’ right? ’ ‘ although, i will say, i cannot imagine communicating with spirits produces any kind of receipt. ’ ‘ that’d be– yeah. i… i agree with your calling of bullshit. ’ ‘ good! i’m glad we agree on something for once. ’ ‘ i’m gonna lock myself in here with the ghosts. ’ ‘ i knew that you were gonna do that and it still scared me. fuck you. ’ ‘ hey, man. calm down! ’ ‘ you almost scared me to death – i’m never gonna forgive you for that. hope you’re fucking proud of yourself. ’ ‘ there’s a lot of things that you can’t see that are real. you can’t see gravity – that’s real. ’ ‘ i can’t see gravity? yeah, i can drop an apple. ’ ‘ hey, ghosts! tussle my hair. give me a little purple nurple or something, let’s have some fun! ’ ‘ you’re the worst. ’ ‘ if i have to spend one more moment looking at your silly face, i think i might murder you myself. ’ ‘ we’re on our way to a nightmare. ’ ‘ you’re on your way to a nightmare. i’m on my way to a nice retreat. ’ ‘ this is a mistake. ’ ‘ there’s also a thunderstorm rolling in so that’s fun. ’ ‘ he looks fine. look at him! the kids fine and now i feel like a big weenie. ’ ‘ you are a big weenie. ’ ‘ this is the beginning of a horror movie right now. ’ ‘ that’s an ominous cloud in the sky. some very atmospheric thunder. ’ ‘ well, this seems all horrible and awful in general. ’ ‘ look, there’s spiders everywhere, so that’s nice. ’ ‘ see, i’m more concerned about the spiders than the ghosts. ’ ‘ i thought i got bit in the asscheeks by a spider. ’ ‘ anytime i get even remotely spooked, i just look to the monkey with the sunglasses. ’ ‘ is that a bed? is that a guy? should we poke it with a stick? ’ ‘ uhh, sure. if that’s what it’s gonna take to get us out of here then yes, i believe in all of this. ’ ‘ this is a fucking nightmare. ’ ‘ what the fuck was that?! holy shit balls! ’ ‘ okay, i don’t care what his favorite was – fuck that, let’s go. ’ ‘ toodaloo, can’t say it was pleasurable. ’ ‘ fuck everything about that place. ’ ‘ ‘odd’ doesn’t even begin to describe this one. it’s very strange. ’ ‘ my interest is piqued. ’ ‘ they’re making their kids work seven days a week? my parents would maybe be like, ‘empty the dishwasher’ on a… you know, a thursday, and i’d be like, ‘this is bullshit.’ ’ ‘ i guess i’d run away from my parents if they made me work seven days a week, especially if i was shoveling horse shit and moving dirt. ’ ‘ i’d fake my own death. ’ ‘ you strike me as one of those idiots who likes to put their phone down and walk into the middle of the woods and experience nature and all that bullshit. ’ ‘ either way, leaving your house in this day and age without your phone, without your credit cards, that’s already a death sentence. you can’t do that. ’ ‘ this is what happens when you live on a farm. ’ ‘ what wide generalization are you gonna make about people on farms right now? ’ ‘ i just think you gotta read some– some culture, eh, watch some two and a half men, i don’t care. just connect to popular media and know what the world is thinking, otherwise you go nuts. ’ ‘ yeah, ‘cause nothing says sanity and civilization like a red robin resturant, right? ’ ‘ how much trouble could a family of farmers get into? ’ ‘ farmers and bears don’t mix. they don’t put bears on farms. ’ ‘ i imagine this is a little bit more than they bargained for when they were trying to find that pikachu. ’ ‘ that’s fucking terrifying. ’ ‘ you just lock your door. you’re in a car, drive away. that’s not that scary. and then, you know, if the doors don’t work and he starts breaking a window, then guess what? time to die. and that’s a bummer. ’ ‘ then guess what? time to die. and that’s a bummer. ’ ‘ what point does the fear come in? about when the life is draining out of my body. ’ ‘ oh yeah, excuse the public for wondering about your safety, sir. ’ ‘ this does make me realize i don’t give people the middle finger enough. ’ ‘ i guess i’ll just go fuck myself then. ’ ‘ i’m not gonna go find my kids if i’m trying to get off the grid. off the grid, no more kids. ’ ‘ alright, well… once again, we’ve solved nothing. ’ ‘ do you think you could become part of a shared delusion? ’ ‘ every time i’ve ever offered even a little bit of a delusional thought, you immediately shut it down. ’ ‘ no one thinks they’re susceptible to shared delusions and then it happens. ’ ‘ what if we’re in a shared delusion right now? ’ ‘ is this all in our mind? ’ ‘ it could be all in our mind. this could be the most elaborate delusion of all and we’re talking we’re talking about delusions which, in term, is actually a weird delusional loop. ’
very serious rp starters
warning: some may be nsfw
❝ begone, thot. ❞
❝ OWO what’s this??? ❞
❝ i’m an adult virgin. ❞
❝ OOF OW MY BONES HURT. ❞
❝ welcome to my twisted mind. ❞
❝ i bless the rains down in africa. ❞
❝ why would you say something so controversial yet so brave? ❞
❝ THEN PERISH. ❞
❝ can i get uhhhhhhhh…. boneless pizza? ❞
❝ he’ll slip and slide on this banana peel! ❞
❝ i diagnose you with gay. ❞
❝ ball is life. ❞
❝ alexa, play ‘despacito’. ❞
❝ …..it’s free real estate. ❞
❝ coming out of my cage and i’ve been doing just fine. ❞
❝ why are you booing me? i’m right. ❞
❝ he protecc, but he also attac. ❞
❝ hi, welcome to chili’s. ❞
❝ ___ has been dead for ___ slutty, slutty years. ❞
❝ anyway, here’s ‘wonderwall’. ❞
❝ mmmmmm steamed clams! ❞
❝ i won’t hesitate, bITCH! ❞
❝ pretzels is the same. ❞
❝ if she breathes, she’s a THOT! ❞
❝ WHAT ARE THOOOOOOSE? ❞
❝ i wanna be a cowboy, baby! ❞
❝ FUCK yo chicken strips! ❞
❝ all according to keikaku (keikaku means plan). ❞
❝ i’d sell you to satan for one corn chip. ❞
❝ move, i’m gay. ❞
❝ it’s true, but he shouldn’t say it. ❞
❝ i never went to oovoo javer. ❞
❝ kachow! ❞
❝ guess i’ll die. ❞
❝ you know i had to do it to em. ❞
❝ oh, you haven’t heard?? ❞
❝ chipotle is my life. ❞
❝ YOU ARE ALREADY DEAD. ❞
❝ mmm mmm, creamy! ❞
❝ the last thing you’d want in your burger king burger is someone’s foot fungus, but, it turns out, that might be what you gaet. ❞
can we please talk about the fact that hibari’s age is technically unknown ... and no one really knows what year he is in .... but he is still attending namimori middle school when he prob would be old enough to be in high school ?? this man’s dedication to his school is .... astounding.
Follow KYOYA HIBARI for a distant but powerful ally — or a formidable enemy if that is more your thing. If you like baby chicks, he also has a bird appropriately named Hibird that his peers has come up with, in which he has no idea who came up with it but adopted it for himself. If chicks aren’t your thing, he also has a hedgehog named Roll.
Just be careful not to crowd him too much, HE BITES. Hibari, that is. Not the hedgehog. Though, he may accidentally prick you and cry about it afterwards.
And if you don’t know HITMAN REBORN, that is okay too because Hibari doesn’t mind the lack of herbivores running around playing a game of mafia. Also, he is written by Sunhee, so if you love her as much as she loves you, you’d give this boy a chance!
@timestray
If there was anything that Hibari hated more than weaklings who crowded together, believing in the strength of numbers, it was when those lesser beings picked on those weaker than them in order to seem stronger than they really were. Hibari was the farthest thing from a knight in shining armor, and while saving this boy from the group of bullies was something that can easily be seen as chivalrous, Hibari did not do so with good intentions, but rather used the situation as a means of releasing pent up tension and an outlet for his own vexations.
「 Yare, yare — I thought that he was so strong, and that he would at least put up some kind of a fight. But it is to be expected from a flock of herbivores. How disappointing. 」
Suddenly his gaze locked on the smaller boy, almost as if he had just remembered that he was there. A quick once over confirmed that he was fine save for a few scratches and bruises, but if he were to let something so trivial hinder him, he doubted he would survive much longer in this world.
He should probably say something — something assuring, like a normal person — but Hibari isn’t your typical person and in truth he couldn’t be bothered to force something he felt so inddiferent about.
Attacked [sentence starters]
Monster-themed for the most part, but feel free to change ‘it’ pronouns to something else for a humanoid villain.
“Settle down, you’re safe now.” “Who hurt you? WHAT hurt you?” “I don’t know what it was that attacked me.” “Did you see what they looked like?” “Please, help me. I’m hurt.” “All I remember are teeth and a whole lot of pain.” “I was sure I was going to die.” “I would be dead if you hadn’t found me.” “What the hell was that thing?!” “Oh god, please don’t be dead. Please don’t be dead.” “I don’t want to think what would have happened if you didn’t show up.” “Do you have any idea what did this to you?” “Was it an animal? A person?” “It all happened so fast.” “Stop screaming, I’m not the one who hurt you!” “You’ll be alright, just calm down and tell me what happened.” “I’m so sorry this happened to you.” “I’m not sure it was even human.” “That looks like it hurt.” “Help is coming. Just stay calm.” “Don’t just stand there, help me!” “You’re lucky I came by when I did, or else you’d be dead.” “You shouldn’t be out here alone.” “Wh-where am I? What happened to me?” “You never know what might be prowling around out here.” “Why would anyone want to attack you?” “Hey, can you hear me? Are you alright?” “A-am I going to die?” “We have to go before it comes back!” “I don’t even know why it left me alive.” “I-I need a doctor. Please.” “Damn, it looks like you pissed off a grizzly bear.” “It was you. You did this to me!” “Do you think it’ll come back?” “I-I didn’t get a good look at it.” “It’s okay, I’ll help you. Just don’t try to move.” “How do you know so much about monsters?” “You need to learn how to protect yourself.” “Honestly, it’s a miracle you weren’t torn to shreds.” “I don’t think I’ve ever been so scared in my life.” “You’re not going to die. I’ll make sure of it.” “Whatever happens to me, make sure the one who did this pays the price.”
「 HERBIVORE : @wholehcartedly 」
For a moment, he was torn between confusion and pure disbelief - appearing almost from nowhere ( he surely didn’t pay much attention to his surroundings when he was in a world of his own ) the stranger was speaking like someone from a bad fantasy drama. If it wasn’t for the dead-serious expression on his face, Dae-jung might’ve written him off as a try-hard or a cosplayer just way too in character.
That is, until the stranger armed himself. Brown eyes widened in alarm and he threw his hands up quickly in a disarming gesture, stepping back once.
❝ Whoa, dude, what the fuck?! ❞
Dae-jung wouldn’t hesitate to throw a punch if the situation called for it, particularly in self-defence, but not against someone who was armed! That was insane!
❝ W-w-what do you mean, school regulations? I’ve been out of school for years - I didn’t even change the colour until I graduated! ❞
He knew he was easily mistaken as younger than he was, but was it really going to be the cause of his imminent injury?
His arm raised, poised to attack. However, as the other spoke, the Skylark halted in his advance. Slate coloured hues narrowed into dangerous pin- points once more, lips drawn down into a deep scowl. The male should consider himself lucky that Hibari — though unreasonable at times — was not the type to deliver punishment for no reason. Though, he could argue that the unsightly appearance of the other should warrant a good beat down regardless. But, if he had waited til he was done with school, there was nothing he could really do about that.
「 For your sake, you better hope you are not lying to me. That is, unless you desire to be punished regardless. 」
With some disappointment, the prefect lowers his arm once more and latched the detachable tonfas back to his hip where it belonged. Dark lashes fluttered shut in annoyance, a sharp sigh passing through his nose before his gaze returned to him once more.
「 I never understood the desire to dye one’s hair. It’s as if you are asking to be singled out as prey — 」
Control your emotions. If you want to survive you forget about sympathy. Think of it like a strategy- f o c u s on your ultimate goal, shut out everything else, steel your mind, move on instinct. Let doubt take over and despair will cripple you.
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ASTROLOGICAL PROFILE
TAURUS
Symbol: The Bull Element: Earth Quality: Fixed Ruling Planet: Venus — the planet of beauty and love Body Part: Neck, throat, jaw Good Day: Patient, organized, supportive, romantic, careful, dedicated Bad Day: Overindulgent, stubborn, lazy, vain, cheap, too cautious Favorite Things: Photography, the mountains, great music, rich/gourmet food, satin sheets What They Hate: Being rushed, wasting money, dirty things, hotels, mornings Secret Wish: To own the best of everything How to Spot Them: Deep and soulful eyes, long and elegant necks, delicate jaw lines Where You’ll Find Them: Comparing prices on a luxury purchase, singing in a band or choir, working three jobs, displaying paintings at an art gallery Keywords for Taurus: Stability, security, elegance, sensuality, stubbornness, persistence
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「 You shouldn’t have interfered, herbivore. 」
By doing so, he was practically volunteering himself for punishment. Not that Hibari necessarily minded. His fingers grip around the handle of his weapon, slanted hues narrowing into a predatory glare upon the other. Most people would be appreciative of the other after stopping someone who was on the run with stolen goods ( no matter how directly or indirectly it may have been. ) But, as far as Hibari was concerned, he had lost the thrill of the hunt. Not to mention, by the other blocking the fool’s path, he had done Hibar i a favor, and if he hated anything more than crowding and those who disturbs the peace, it was being in debt to someone.
In retrospect, it was an ideal situation. The woman who’s purse was stolen like a scene from a movie got her belongings back, but after seeing her apparent savior punish the herbivore which dared to break the law in his presence into a bloody and bruised pulp, she had become too intimidated to approach and properly thank either of them. And like a wise one who was geared to survival, left the rest to the cops which came to collect the purse snatcher — or more accurately, the paramedics which wheeled him away to the nearest hospital.