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Heyo! Like this & I’ll type up a one-liner starter!
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“Not…that exotic. More like a fox. I think they’re technically on the list, since they’re not conventional pets.”
And when that exotic fox was a walking, talking, jackass, it was very easy to lose him. Especially in the general area of Shibuya.
“Like the cops would just fine me or actually arrest me. Again, hypothetical here.”
“I don’t think they’d punish you at all, so long as it was an accident, I mean.”
Kiyoko truly pondered the situation, placing a fist under her chin and looking down at the ground, drowning out everything for only a brief moment before snapping back into reality, shaking her head and shrugging her shoulders. Nope. She just can’t grasp the reality of this girl’s plight.
“I wouldn’t really know though. I major in business, not law.”
blows u kisses
grabs the kiss, puts it in a blender, drinks the kiss
i want u in me kazumeme-kun
someone: do you want to talk about it?
me: maybe when i die
me: *chugs an entire bottle of vodka without breaking eye contact with them*
me: should be soon
The archetype quiz
tagged by : @vixexe (spank u very much babe)
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your archetype is the Master.
(disclaimer: the master archetype is not a reflection of what a horrible person you are. ie: jyn erso and mary talbot are both extremely intelligent and driven people because they use their traits for good--although mary's character can be quite ambiguous in the earlier seasons)
traits: determined, obsessive, powerful, charismatic, confident, rash, challenging
the master is most commonly used to symbolize the antagonist, or the upper hand. while they aren't inherently the bad guys, their determination and ability to plan ahead can be twisted into something akin to evil. while that is a strong possibility in literature, their charisma and confidence can be utilized to create a strong idea and even an idea for the good side. many masters were the catalysts of revolutions, sparking hope and motivation. masters are extremely rash in their decisions, no matter how meticulous their planning may be. they tend to follow their instincts, and it's a good thing that they're so quick on their feet, otherwise, many of the challenges they face might have become uglier than expected.
fictional characters that are masters: tom riddle, jyn erso, thetis, mary talbot, irene adler, moriarty, tyrion lannister, cersei lannister, the joker
other personality types that go with this: alexander hamilton
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“This is all purely hypothetical, but how much of a shitstorm would I cause if I reported a missing exotic animal?”
“Liiiike, a legit missing exotic animal? Like a monkey?”
Kiyoko’s brows furrowed and she couldn’t help but show her skepticism through her facial expression. How does someone lose an exotic animal?
“Probably a huge shitstorm.”
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Send ‘👌🏻’ to flick my muse in the face
“Ow– you fucking asshole!”
She responds to Kazuki’s seemingly playful gesture with a not-so playful and swift punch in the gut.
Send ‘👌🏻’ to flick my muse in the face.
I’m so sorry for not keeping up with the blog as of late. This Ensemble Stars event is really taking a lot out of me!
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Going on shopping trips in the big city was always a favorite pastime of Kiyoko’s. Seeing the big, bright signs and inviting pop music beaming from each clothing store attracted her like a moth to a light; so much so that she was just... entranced and kept her eyes focused on the store displays.
Though doing this can have its very obvious downsides. While she was walking, she unknowingly bumped her head against a low-hanging sign, wincing and trying to rub away the pain with one hand, she looked down at what she thought was a kid... in what had to have been some kind of costume. It was a costume, right?
It’s not often that you just see a lone kid in the middle of the city. She can’t just leave them like this. She has to say something. Crouching down to talk to them at eye level, Kiyoko cleared her throat to get their attention.
“Ahemm-- Mm... Uh, hey, are you looking for your parents? I can take you to a police station if you want.”
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H u n g r y . . .
The pleasant sound of a jingling of a bell greeted Kiyoko as she stepped into a cozy little cafe, followed by the sweet aroma of freshly baked goods permeating the room. After breathing in a waft of the scent, her stomach growled way louder than she would have ever wanted it too, her cheeks flushing with slight embarrassment despite nobody really paying her any mind.
Completely exhausted at this point, Kiyoko wordless plopped down at the closest empty seat and laid her head into her arms. Someone will come to eventually right? ...Right?
Starters will be attended to later today. I have... very important matters to attend to...
Obligatory “Hello I’m Back From An Over Year-Long Hiatus” Starter Call!
Like this, and I’ll do my best to type up something nice n’ pretty for nyall. Or you can hit up my DMs or Ask Box & we can plot out a premise!
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Ugh, why did it have to rain on the day Kiyoko neglected to bring her umbrella with her?
Like, really-- what kind of fuckery is this?
Dashing as fast as her platform sandals would allow her, the brunette skidded on the sidewalk and whipped around a corner, bumping hard into another person and stumbling back, thankfully managing to not fall onto her butt & drench her skirt with rain water.
She did, however, drop her purse. Caught up in the moment, the shaken and upset girl quickly snatched her bag up from the ground and examined it all over for water damage, almost completely disregarding the person she ran into.
“Oh god dammit! I just bought this too! B-but more importantly, I’m so sorry sir!” Turning to the other, she bowed in apology and looked up at him. Wait, isn’t he familiar...?
hey , hello – i’m back w/ a text promo b/c my dash is v slow !!! honestly , I’ve been meaning to make a new promo in this style for ages, so here it is finally ;; so, um ! please like / reblog if you’d be cool with interacting with :
♥ . an actual over-confident, kind of always angry crybaby . ♥ . he’s a rich kid™ . has uttered the words “do you know who my dad is ???” ♥ . is a major flirt, but is terrible at it . ♥ . also not a very nice person , he probably already doesn’t like you . for no good reason. ♥ . okay . no, but, he really is nice deep down . promise . ♥ . is really into boxing. & sports in general. also really likes idols, but, don’t tell anyone, it’ll ruin his image. ♥ . he’s kind of the worst .
@vixexe liked the starter call! ♥
In all of her days since she’s known Kazuki, Kiyoko never would have thought she’d be able to convince him to go out clothes shopping with her. Typical men would be more suited to simply staying at home, thinking that being drug around from store to store until the girl finally picked out something she liked to be too much work. (Talk about a keeper)
The fluorescent lights of the clothing store were beaming down on Kiyoko as she stepped out of the dressing room, making her appear like a model given attention through a spotlight. She was did a simple turn around, brows furrowing and cheeks puffing out with slight frustration as she judged how the outfit looked on her from a first-person perspective.
“So... how does it look? ‘Ya think fuzzy sweaters like this suit me?”
After she said this, she looked back up at her friend, striking a mediocre pose and showing off the beige long-sleeved sweater she had put on in the dressing room.