its….quiet.
does the text look small on anyone else’s screen and just not mine?
man oh man, is this weird. it looks like my regular tiny script when i reblog but it doesn’t when im...not
...i’m blaming tumblr.

祝日 / Permanent Vacation
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@professorniwa
its….quiet.
does the text look small on anyone else’s screen and just not mine?
man oh man, is this weird. it looks like my regular tiny script when i reblog but it doesn’t when im...not
...i’m blaming tumblr.
its….quiet.
does the text look small on anyone else’s screen and just not mine?
its....quiet.
“...Come here.”
“...Please?”
@sohma-ritsu
*drops in here, gracelessly*
I have a new desktop. I’m bACK.
I promise I’m not dead, okey? Currently my computer is acting verah strange. ksjdglg Let me stop joking. I’m on my cousin’s laptop right now. I’ve had a couple capable tech’s look over my own and it should be known to me soon whether they can help or not soon. Tumblr app is also being weird. I uninstalled and tried to re-install but it didn’t take til this morning? My phone or the app’s issue? I don’t know. I’ll try and get that fixed as well.
Just finished last room. Putting dirty linen away and clocking out 😘🥳😀
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Marceline couldn’t believe what she was doing. Thank the gods it was nighttime when the jet touched down. Otherwise, she’d have a huge problem. Why her, of all people? Why couldn’t they have sent Roarke instead? Not that she minded running errands for her boss, but this was something she wasn’t too keen on. His dirty deals made behind smoke and mirrors should have stayed in the shadows, but no. Here she was - in Japan, waiting to meet his contact.
She was to be the face of Screamers’ deals this time and she hated it. Not that making money deals with a Japanese company was a bad thing, but it was the fact she was so far from home, she was majorly at risk of sunlight and she knew no one.
Whatever.
Marceline grabbed her bag and made her way off the plane. She paid no mind to those walking around the terminal as she made a beeline for the nearest exit. The faster she got to her hotel the better. Before making to the door, she slammed right into someone. “Ah-fuck!” she stumbled back, gripping her bag, “Whatch’it, will ya?”
Bunjiro didn’t want to be here.
Not in this terminal, the state, the country.
He wanted to be back home in Cali and at the latest party that whatever socialite family threw next. Anything was better than being here. Here, he felt like he had to be on his best godsdamn behavior because if he didn’t follow the rigged rules of society, his Uncle would knock his fucking lights out.
Not to mention he may have overindulged on the sake last night, and his head was subtly throbbing in pain, reminding him not to drink again. And he’d promised not to.
Until the next night of course.
His shitty day just had to get even worse though, didn’t it?
“You’re the one who bumped into me! Fuck’s wrong with you?!”
Not gonna lie, guys. I’ll probs be more active this weekend. I’m likely gonna take overtime on Saturday, but it’ll be 5 to 10, so I can get the little threads I have complete by Friday, before I go in and after, as well as Saturday. Sunday is my off day too, though I’m gonna be cleaning again, but will periodically check in.
I’ll likely be taking overtime tomorrow. 😐😐😓 Pray for me I guess.
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If you want, we can try for your muse(s) meeting mine before he got to Japan, his early years as a uni teacher, etc. Just DM me and we can make it happen~
Tomorrow night I’ll be spending a good chunk of my time cleaning my room. I don’t think it’ll affect many of my followers because time zones. Possibly writing on my main blog.
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“Be careful with where you’re stepping.” He states calmly and frankly, though he doesn’t actively reach out and stop her. Bunjiro points at the little suspicious baggie had been carelessly dropped on the ground. “I’m pretty sure that’s some pet owner’s...”
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professorniwa:
“It may not look it, because they’re stupid looking, but my father employs only the best.” And the most destructive, manipulative, cunning, disturbing people to date. Not that he can talk, really. “If anything gets through the doors or windows, which I highly doubt, but hypothetically, that person is going to regret it. Prioritizing the safety of the children is kind of number one on the agenda around here. Plus, my kid siblings are around, so everyone’s hypervigilant over that too…”
Bunjiro paused.
“If it makes you feel better, I’ll even stay awhile. We can rotate shifts.”
He shouldn’t sleep.
He shouldn’t sleep.
The children need him, he CAN’T. SLEEP.
But damn does sleep sound good right now. He can’t fight off potential attacks if he’s sleepy… that’s his only reasoning for agreeing to this.
“We can rotate shifts.” Leon sighed, moving off of the door frame and slowly trudging into the room. He can sleep in the comfy chair next to the bed… that’s perfectly fine. The cup of coffee is sat down onto the bed-side table.
It will take him a period of time to wind down from the caffeine… but once it wears off, the lion will be out like a light.
Bunjiro takes up the abandoned post. He luckily was smart enough to bring something to snack on and without hesitation, rips the package of the Milky Way bar open quietly, breaking off a piece and popping it in his mouth.
The chocolate melting on his tongue is ambrosia.