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[midnightcircvs]

「 MIDNIGHTCIRCVS」

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☆ home to muses from daiya no ace, d.gray-man, free!, psychopass, fruits basket, naruto, bleach as well as original characters! ☆ penned by circe, 25+, she/her ☆ anything from one-liners to multiple paragraphs ☆ minors dni! will contain nsfw (always tagged and under a read more) and mature themes ☆ blog mascot: ami mizuno (sailor moon)

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[midnightcircvs]

Happy White Day ღ

Scratching the back of his nape, Sousuke halted for a moment, looking at the wooden box in his hands. Exactly one month ago he had approached Haru on this very day that was meant for lovers, had asked him to spend the day together, under the premise of hanging out. It worked out quite well, the distance between them had grown a bit smaller, even though he could still feel Haru being rather reserved around him. So giving him a box of Japanese Confectionary might be a bit excessive. But how else would he bring his feelings across, if not upright and honest?

So he let out a sigh, before mustering his courage and knocking at the door. When the other opened up, his face lit up a little and he gently placed the box in Haru's hands. "I know you prefer mackerel, but I thought this might match today's date better." His hand automatically moved up to awkwardly rub his neck. "So, I wanted to ask you if you would be down to spend some time with me again? I would be happy to have you accompany me today. For some food, I mean."

Haru hadn't expected to see Sousuke standing outside his door, but it wasn't an unwelcome sight. He'd gotten used to having the other man around in his life settling into a routine involving spending time with him. It was comforting to know that he had someone who cared for him just nearby, plus the way he made his heart flip flop was just a little bonus.

The box was a surprise but he accepted it with a little nod of his head noting the weight of it and surmised that there was definitely way too much in there for him to eat alone. He wondered how much it had cost considering that the box looked rather nice.

❝Today's date...?❞ Haru said quietly as he thought about it, blue eyes widening as he realised what it was. Oh. A faint pink flush rose in his cheeks and adorned the tips of his ears as he listened to the other's question, his stomach tying itself in knots.

With a slow nod of his head, Haru accepted Sousuke's request. ❝I would like that... but only if you help me eat this dessert after dinner. It's too much...❞ he trailed off, distracted by the other's teal eyes for a moment, wanting to step in closer and drown in them.

❝Um... let me put this away and I'll get my jacket.❞

[midnightcircvs]

Happy White Day ღ

He made sure nobody caught him, when he sneaked into the Vice-Captain's office. Being short sometimes had it perks, although his bright hair surely made him stand out. But Inumaki was clever enough to pick a time during practice to slip out in secret and quickly make his way to Hoshina-san's room. If being asked what exactly he was thinking, while stuffing the little gift into the first drawer of the desk. This wasn't some highschool and he wasn't a highschool girl in love. They were still at war against the Kaiju's, were still fighting for their survival in this twisted world.

Yet he couldn't help but crush on the older man, always feeling the prickling on his skin whenever he's nearby. And as long as he wasn't caught it shouldn't be a problem in Inumaki's eyes. So when he successfully closed the drawer that now contained a wrapped up box with white chocolate covered strawberries and a little card that simply said: "Wishing you a tasty White Day!" Inumaki quickly made his way back to the practice room, proud of himself and a little blush on his cheeks. Hopefully Hoshina-san would like it.

Hm?

Upon entering his office Soshiro could immediately tell that someone had been in it. A cursory glance revealed that nothing obvious had been taken or misplaced but there was something... off about it anyway. Slowly he walked around his desk trailing a finger along the smooth wooden surface, lips quirked up as he spied a drawer that wasn't as aligned as its counterparts.

Carefully he opened it to reveal a box and a card. White Day? The phrase brought back memories of an easier time, a smile resting on Soshiro's features as he opened the box, inhaling the sweet scent of white chocolate. He had a hunch on who would dare had broken into his office and left the gift, but there was no way to prove it.

❝Cheeky... but cute.❞

[kemissions]

EMERGENCY COMMISSIONS. so I recently tried to refinance my autoloan, and I dropped my monthly payment by a lot. I was told that I didn't have to make a payment to my current autoloan anymore because my new one should be in place by the time my due date comes up. But, after I did everything I was supposed to on my end, and dropping $65 I didn't have to cover notarized fees and others, I just got an email last night saying they couldn't get my new loan fulfilled.

I had already, stupidly, used all the money I set aside for my original car loan to go towards rent and other bills, because they had assured me everything eas going smoothly when I checked in on them a few days ago. Now, I need to scrounge up $360 somehow in a week or so.

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Donations are also greatly appreciated. If you cannot commission, please pass this along. I am desperate. I can't ask for an extension on my auto loan because I just finished a financial assistance break on it.

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[midnightcircvs]

I want... fake dating/marriage plot that ends with real feelings ;w; 🤲🏼

pls

[midnightcircvs]

Omg batman was so good??

But now my Gotham GCPD OC is alive again. I really want to add her to my muses. I've got to sort through them anyway... 🤔

[kemissions]

WELCOME! My name is Emi, and I am just your average gal from the pacific northwest just trying to get by through life! This is my little corner where I want to provide you a place for character / blog google doc pages, graphics, and customized letters from characters to you in exchange for a source of income just for daily necessities.

I am also the writer behind the multi-muse blog, @kemikorosu. Keep note that this is a side blog connected to said blog!

TYPES OF SERVICES. character about google docs pages; page graphics, promo banners, icons PSDs, icon batches, and PFP / mobile banners; and hand written and designed letters from muses ( you must be comfortable enough to give me a shipping address to be mailed out to )

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[midnightcircvs]

kemikorosu​:

►     SACHIKO     |       Her golden eyes remained fixated on the newcomer, her expression composed and neutral. There was a hushed silence that followed Soshiro’s words, the tension thick in the air. Even the current members shifted with unease, as if they could sense an energy they were all too familiar with; maybe he fit in more than most of the others, save for the apha herself.

     Shou’s eyes flickered between the two, almost searching for a way to break the tension that was created between them. But, it was a gamble. One step out of line, and he himself could end up on her bad side for the day. No one was safe from her, not even him, her best friend.

      The woman’s expression remained unreadable before she swept crimson hair over her shoulders. Readjusting herself, she leaned heavily against the table before her, eyes focused on Soshiro’s for a moment. Mirth danced briefly in her eyes; like a dog, huh? If only he knew.      “We will see about that,”      she commented, standing 

      “This morning, another case opened up …”      And, it was straight to business as Sachi began to brief the team on the case they had taken on. Severed limbs have been found near one of the train stations. More alarming was that the limbs belonged to different people. There are only two separate victims confirmed, though there were high chances there were more. All forms of identification has been mutilated and unusable. It was easy to tell why Sachi’s team was chosen for the case.

     With a press of a button, gruesome and detailed images of the scene appeared on the projector, displayed on the white board behind her. To most people, it was enough to make one sick to the stomach. Even one of the team members had to look away, a light shade of green. But, Sachi remained unfazed.

            With that, she gathered her things and left the room without a word.

       Shou sighed and jerked his head towards the exit.      “That’s your cue to follow. You’ll be going on the field with us while the others do their part here.”    Gathering his own things, he waited for Soshiro before following Sachi out the station and towards the garage. 

As suddenly as it had appeared the tension in the room—vanished—as if it had never happened in the first place. Back to business. Soshiro could appreciate the way his boss let him slide instead of chewing him out for being out of line. Maybe she wasn't as scary as other people had told him but the day was young yet, and they had a tough case on their hands.

He listened intently as she briefed the room committing as many details as he could to memory whilst jotting down some brief notes on his pad he kept in his back pocket. Details were everything. A perfectionist? Perhaps, but Soshiro knew well enough that very often the key to these cases were hidden in the minutiae, in seemingly inconsequential information. He would be damned if whoever orchestrated this horrible mutilation walked around freely.

The horrific crime scene photos didn't make him flinch, but instead hardened his resolve to catch this disgusting bastard. Who dared to do this to other human beings and think that they could get away with it?

It made him sick.

Soshiro heard Momori and gave a nod as he gathered his jacket and other things that might prove useful before following him out to the garage. He hadn't expected to go out into the field on his very first day but at least now he had a chance to prove himself to his (hopefully) new unit. ❝Sunbae,❞ he asked as they drove towards the site, ❝how long have you been in this division? How is the, ah, work environment?❞

[midnightcircvs]

just caught up on bleach and omg??? hell??

[midnightcircvs]

shinobswrites​:

┊┊┊ patron

His old man really liked dragging him onto gallery’s like that. To him it was like a cat walk to show off his son and a platform to make new, powerful connections. Young artists that were nothing today, could be the next rising stars tomorrow. In order to have in impact in the rows of status, the Yamazaki family had to keep up with all kinds of connections and relationships. And if he could find Sousuke a suitable marriage candidate that would be the cherry on top.

Bored, he excused himself from the empty conversation between his father and some executive conglomerate director to slip away. All these fake people around him suffocated him. All he wanted was to be at peace and enjoy himself in a art gallery that seemed to feature quite a good number of nice works.

So he slowly wandered through the hall, passing art pieces that didn’t caught his eye on the first glance, until he stopped by a work that held him back from leaving. Absorbed into the vibrant colours, he let his eyes run along the different lines, follow every curve and being overwhelmed by the simple depths it radiated. He turned around to search for the gallery owner in the midst of the crowd to ask him for an introduction of the artist of the piece that had captured his attention.

“It’s a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Nanase-sensei.” He replied with a professional smile and shake his hand in return. “I am very interested in this piece. What is it called?” He motioned towards the artwork he had looked at just moments ago. “Would you be interested to sell it to me?”

Sensei?

That made him sound so old. Haru had to bite back a laugh at being addressed with such a lofty title. "Please, don't call me sensei," he answered demurely with a shake of his head. He wasn't worthy of something like that, not yet anyway. There were countless artists who were more deserving of being called 'sensei'. Although he felt great pride in his pieces—most of the time—they weren't at that level of eternal that Rembrandt was. Or Hokusai. Not yet.

Haru turned to face his painting of the sea breaking across golden sands and debated whether he should change the title of his piece to something more appropriate but decided against it. "Well. This painting gave me some trouble as I was working on it so I decided to name it Life's a Beach. Then in brackets underneath that title 'and then you die'." His lips turned upwards in a wry smile as his clear blue eyes shifted back to the potential buyer. Was he put off by it or was he still interested?

"If you're still willing to buy it I'd be happy to let it go for..." he paused, head tilted to the side as he made some quick calculations in his head, "300,000 yen? I think that's a pretty fair price... ah, I'm sorry, I don't think I ever got your name." Haru hoped that the other man would agree to the price. It was more than he'd earned in a month but with it he'd be able to pay his friend back for covering rent as well as buy new art supplies. Oh, and eat a decent meal.

He held out his hand once more willing the other to shake on the transaction.

[proditeur]

     two kinds of speeds on this blog

me: I’ll write the starter! partner: awesome take your ti— me: THE STARTER IS DONE!!!!!

     or

me: I’ll write the starter! partner: awesome take your time!! *two months later* partner: hey I just want to check, were you able to write the starter? me: the what

[allmymetaphors]

i accidentally showed some weakness earlier today it was disgusting i would not recommend it 

[midnightcircvs]

shinobswrites​:

as a fresh recruit, inumaki was willing to go beyond his own physical borders and become a formal and useful member of the third defense force division. unlike most of his fellow recruits, it hadn't been a longterm dream to join the forces and serve the country, while putting his own life on stake and below his duties. unlike others, he hadn't dreamt of becoming a soldier since his childhood. inumaki had only harboured this wish for around seven years, from the day on he had had a fateful encounter. at least from his point of view because he was sure to the saviour from back then, whom had risked his life for a stranger's child, in his midteens, he was just one out of countless others he had rescued from the fangs of a kaiju.

but it didn't quite mattered to him because no matter what he would always cling to the feelings, he had immediately developed upon watching the other arise from the fallen corpse of a dead monster. and those feelings, among admiration and his wish to become stronger himself had driven him this far, much to his surprise. inumaki was a rather laid back guy, calm and collected when needed. but never had he thought about an underlying potential to fight those giantic monsters head on.

sure he wasn't the biggest talent among his fellow soldiers, but he was doing better than his own expectations. nonetheless, there was always room for improvement, which was why he kept going in his own training until late night. until the door to the training chamber flung open and he came in.

Starter for Hoshina Soshiro & @midnightcircvs!

Why do they always do this?

Soshiro smirked as he spied the greenhorn through the window on the door completely absorbed into his own little training world. It was admirable that young people these days had such drive to improve themselves and thus improving the chances of defending their nations. But it was also dumb and shortsighted to run full steam ahead without resting. Injuries, lack of sleep, and burn out were just a few of things that they risked if they didn’t occasionally stop. He understood their passion—Soshiro had been young once too—but a little friendly reprimand never hurt nobody.

Now he hadn’t meant to enter quite so forcefully but it did make for a grand entrance as the door flew open, revealing his smiling face. His shoes barely made any noise against the floor as he walked into the room, hands shoved unceremoniously in his pockets as he looked the younger male up and down noting that he was pretty slim built, much like himself. The distinctive tattoos around his mouth set him apart from the others leaving no room for doubt as to which recruit he was.

❝Inumaki Toge,❞ Soshiro said slowly, letting his tongue roll over every syllable as he moved in even closer to the other. ❝Barely one day in and you’re already putting in extra training hours.❞ His usual smile never left as his lips as he tilted his head to the side. ❝We didn’t approve ya just because you’re easy on the eyes,❞ he remarked, ❝you’re here because you have what it takes to defend the people of this country. And part of that is knowing when to rest, to let your body recover. You’ll be of no use exhausted.❞ Only a burden.

He left the implication hanging, deafening in the dimly lit room. Perhaps he’d been too harsh? No, if he couldn’t handle this then this wasn’t the life for him. Abruptly he changed the topic, plonking himself down on a chair as he waved the young man over. 

❝Why did you join the third division? What do ya hope to achieve?❞

[leneemusing]

STAYING THE NIGHT PROMPTS

❝  don’t be ridiculous,  there’s enough room on this bed for both of us. ❞ 

❝  please stay.  i don’t think i can be alone tonight.  ❞

❝  i’m staying,  okay?  you don’t have to be alone tonight. ❞

❝  you shouldn’t be alone right now.  i’ll take the couch,  it’ll be fine.  ❞

❝  will you sleep with me?  i know how that sounds i just mean—  i feel safe when you’re there.  ❞

❝  i’ll be here the whole night okay?  nothing will get to you while i’m here.  ❞

❝  wait— have you been here all night?  ❞

❝  i thought you went home after i went to bed.  you didn’t have to do that— you could’ve at least joined me in bed that couch is shit for sleeping on.  ❞

❝  can i stay with you tonight?  i don’t wanna go home yet.  ❞

❝  it’s late,  you might as well just stay here.  ❞

❝  can you just…stay here?  and hold me.  ❞

❝  i know this might sound weird but,  do you wanna stay over?  i guess ‘sleepover’ sounds kind of childish but.  i think it’d be nice.  ❞

❝  i’m not expecting anything,  i just,  thought it’d be nice to keep you company tonight. ❞

❝  i don’t have nightmares when you’re there.  ❞

❝  i get you’re doing the whole protective thing— and i appreciate it.  i do,  but there’s no reason for you to stay awake all night.  might as well come to bed.  ❞

❝  thank you for staying.  it just gets so lonely at night sometimes.  ❞

❝  i don’t want you to be alone tonight and honestly,  i don’t really wanna be alone either.  ❞

❝  do you wanna stay with me tonight?  ❞

❝  stay,  please.  ❞

❝  i’ll stay.  ❞

❝  i’m staying.  ❞

❝  i’m staying.  end of discussion.  you gotta learn to let people take care of you.  ❞

❝  i’m not ready to say goodbye yet.  ❞

❝  i don’t wanna have to say goodnight.  ❞

❝  honestly i can’t sleep,  so if you wanna stay up with me?  ❞

❝  i don’t sleep a lot either these days.  we can be insomniacs together.  ❞

❝  well,  i can think of some ways to wear you out.  ❞

❝  if you can’t sleep,  there are other things we could do.  ❞

❝  i’d rather fuck than stare at the ceiling counting sheep to be honest.  ❞

❝  it doesn’t have to mean anything,  i just don’t wanna feel lonely tonight.  and i want to feel good for once.  ❞

❝  please don’t go—  i need.  i need someone—  i need you.  ❞

❝  the night doesn’t have to end here,  you know.  ❞

❝  i like it when you’re here.  so stay.  please?  ❞

❝  you’re just as lonely as i am.  might as well be lonely together.  ❞

❝  you can stay but i’m not letting you sleep on that couch.  ❞

❝  chivalry is overrated,  get in my bed.  ❞

❝  you’re clearly exhausted.  you can go in the morning.  ❞

❝  you don’t have to pretend to be fine,  if you need me to stay i will.  ❞

❝  when i said i wanted everyone to leave me alone i didn’t mean you.  i can’t handle everyone else right now but you…you’re different.  ❞

❝  you need someone right now.  and i’m the one that’s here.  let me be what you need.  ❞

SCENARIOS

[ GUARDED ]  sender insists on staying the night to keep watch over receiver who has been in some kind of danger. 

[ GUARDING ]  receiver insists on staying the night to keep watch over sender who has been in some kind of danger. 

[ UNEXPECTED ]  one muse stays the night to keep an eye on the other after something traumatic and they end up having comfort sex.

[ CONSOLE ]  sender asks receiver to stay the night because they don’t want to be alone and they end up cuddling.  

[ CONSOLED ]  receiver asks sender to stay the night because they don’t want to be alone and they end up cuddling. 

[ ACCIDENT ]  sender winds up staying at receiver’s house all night because receiver fell asleep against them/in their lap and they didn’t have the heart to wake them. 

[ UNPLANNED ]  receiver winds up staying at sender’s house all night because sender fell asleep against them/in their lap and they didn’t have the heart to wake them. 

[ STAY ]  sender is carrying receiver to bed because they fell asleep somewhere else but when they start to walk away,  receiver grabs their hand so sender joins them in bed. 

[ STAYING ]  receiver is carrying sender to bed because they fell asleep somewhere else but when they start to walk away,  sender grabs their hand so receiver joins them in bed. 

[ APPROACHED ]  sender is staying with receiver for safety and asks if they can sleep in their bed with them. 

[ APPROACH ]  receiver is staying with sender for safety and asks if they can sleep in their bed with them. 

[ SHARE ]  sender is unexpectedly staying with receiver overnight,  receiver insisted sender sleep on the bed while they take the floor but sender winds up insisting they join them in bed. 

[ SHARED ]  receiver is unexpectedly staying with sender overnight,  sender insisted receiver sleep on the bed while they take the floor but receiver winds up insisting they join them in bed. 

[ FOUND ]  sender is staying with receiver who had them take the bed while receiver takes the couch.  in the middle of the night,  sender goes out to join receiver on the couch because they don’t want to sleep alone. 

[ FIND ]  receiver is staying with sender who had them take the bed while sender takes the couch.  in the middle of the night,  receiver goes out to join sender on the couch because they don’t want to sleep alone. 

[ DISCOVERED ]  receiver wakes up in the morning to find sender asleep on their couch because sender was watching over them. 

[ HAVEN ]  receiver wakes up in the morning to find sender asleep on their couch because sender felt safer with them. 

[ WEARY ]  sender cries themselves to sleep in receiver’s arms. 

[ TIRED ]  receiver cries themselves to sleep in sender’s arms. 

[ PROPOSITION ]  one or both muse(s) are having trouble sleeping so they have sex to pass the time. 

[ PURPOSE ]  one muse can’t sleep so the other initiates sex to wear them out. 

[ TRAPPED ]  one muse ends up staying the night with the other due to a storm. 

[ KEEP ]  sender fell asleep on receiver and when receiver tries to get up,  sender whines so they stay put.  

[araekniarchive]

for request, may I ask for something with the theme "devotion as violence?"

@achillics, vulnerability

Joan Tierney (x)

Richard Siken, Wishbone

Ada Limón, The Good Fight

José Olivarez, I Wake in a Field of Wolves with the Moon

Lady Gaga, Judas

@bipeds (x)

Tom Lehrer, The Masochism Tango

Yves Olade, When Rome Falls

Florence + The Machine, Kiss With a Fist

Schuyler Peck, Horoscope for the Heartbroken

Venetta Octavia, I Set It in Stone

@heavensghost, Dead Girls Don’t Lie

Richard Siken, Snow and Dirty Rain

Dead Girl Walking, from Heathers: The Musical

Terrence Hayes, American Sonnets for My Past and Future Assassin

Richard Siken, Primer for the Small Weird Loves

Margaret Atwood, We are hard

[bangmaid-deactivated20210217]

hard shit is cool and all but do you ever just wanna lay in bed with someone and gently explore their body with your hands

tracing their collarbone with your fingers, trailing your fingertips over their stomach to find all those most sensitive little spots, discovering the feeling of their hips in your grip, just casually discovering somebody’s body

[toukatan]

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