Yashima Tori

Indie One Piece RP OC. OC/Crossover/Multi-muse/Multi-verse friendly. Current Status: Low/Slow Activity

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I don’t trust words anymore. I only trust actions..

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@lovelawactually​ replied to your post “   — “T’fuck is everyone anyway? Sheesh, a guy can’t even take a nap…”

*pops up outta nowhere* You kiss your mother with that mouth, Shachi

   — “Yeah, prob’ly would, y’know? Ain’t seen her in years t’tell ya as much though,”

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‘Yes, I suppose I should expect no less.’  She’s no better in keeping the usage of colorful language to a minimum, ‘I would do the same myself...if my grandfather would have allowed it.’

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            “There is a stirring in my soul; a restless, wild anticipation.                     I am staring out into the horizon, as far as I can.                      I can’t see what’s beyond it — but I can feel it.”                                                — Lang Leav

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Expanded verses:  Modern, Star Wars, Boku No Hero Academia

Details here.  

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lovelawactually replied to your post :Slender fingers grip the brim of the hat that sits…                

   She will stand upright, and walk around the edge of his desk…shedding clothing as she pads barefoot toward the entrance to their private quarters. With a slight glance over her shoulder, she grins.   “I’ll start the water…”   

Quickly it seemed his invite was accepted for it took a blink of the eye before clothes were being pulled off and dropped haphazardly in a coy path. His wolfish smirk follows after the sight of bared skin and his hands have already moved to haul signature hoodie and pants from torso and hips. He slowly follows behind letting lanky limbs to stretch. Hand gestures and conjures a room. Unnecessary but he wants to have his fun. A toiletry is to go missing as he switches with it, suddenly awaiting under the shower spout, whole inked body on display and a toothy smirk waiting to meet her humored gaze.

“Allow me.” He wants to display to her his full attention after having put it into his books beforehand. Turning he adjusts the water and quickly a pleasant steam fills the room. He can’t help but let a sigh of relief out as the warmth move over those weary muscles. HIs eyes had closed beneath the spray but he holds a hand out to suavely lead her in with him.

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As  her attention reverted back to the path ahead of her, the space was tinted that all-too-familiar shade of blue.  And it gave her reason to pause.  For just a moment.  Each and every time he would use his devil fruit ability, it evoked an odd sensation in her belly - an automated response to what would usually follow - a pull that began at her navel, spreading to each limb quickly as she was propelled through space.  It was something that even one with her understanding of physics would be unable to explain. However, this time it would not be her that would be relocated, but himself.  This  was first evidenced by a most inviting tone of voice used in the verbal cue, and an absolutely tantalizing visual display.

“My, my...” The words are spoken just loud enough to be heard, she paused long enough to close the door before stepping into the shower with him.  Arms slip around his waist, and she presses fully against him.   “...I think I will continue to allow you to do whatever it is that you would like...”  Lips curl into a provocative smile,  “...Dearest Doctor.”

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                    When the battle is done,                        and you think you have won-                           don’t dance on my grave just yet

                            If you are the moon                               then I am the sun-                                  I will not allow you to forget

                                     In my own time                                         I will take back what’s mine,                                            for I am not your friend.

                                            In the dark of the night,                                               And the shifting of tides-                                                 I will come for you then.

Independent Trafalgar Law from Eiichiro Oda’s One piece Loved by Chelle Laws found here

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SELF KNOWLEDGE QUESTIONNAIRE [ LINK: HERE ]

Rationality

You like clarity and intelligent simplicity and you get frustrated at messy thinking. This can make you seem unreasonably pushy to some, but it is actually a virtue: you are motivated by a horror at pointless effort and a longing for precision and insight into how things and people work. Your ability to synthesize and bring order is essential in producing thinking which is truly helpful.

Exhibitionism

There’s a strand in your nature which loves making an impression – perhaps with your clothes, or conversation, or in a self-revealing blog or a novel. You like to dramatise yourself, to pose as a unique, perhaps mysterious person, to joke or exaggerate your part in adventures. Though you might more than once have been called a show off, it is actually a generous tendency: you want to please and entertain others. It could be the start of good teaching and leadership.

Resilience

You have a tendency, after a setback, to turn your emotions towards restriving. What attracts you is the idea of wiping out a humiliation by resumed action – overcoming weakness, repressing your fear. Because part of your motive is pride, you can sometimes be unwilling to admit weakness or to receive aid. But at heart, tour insistence on coming back and never folding has taught you a valuable pessimism: you know that important journeys are never easy. 

Tagged by: @shambledsurgeon Tagging: You, your momma, your momma’s momma...and all of the sexy people

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