For wheat is wheat

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h-hewwo????

  Oh. He. Did. Not. Gods help him so that he does not kill a Hoshidan Prince and ruin a fragile alliance.

     Just shoves a bag over his head to displace the aggression.

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Hands him Bakugou's pizza. Time for family game night!

What you guys have no Szechuan sauce? I WANT SZECHUAN SAUCE! WHERE'S MY SZECHUAN SAUCE??!! I'M PICKLE RICK!!!!!!!! WUBBALUBBADUBDUB!!!!!! I'M PICKLE RICK!!!! REEEEEEEEE!!!! REEEEE!!!! REEEEE!!!! IM PICKLE REEEEEEEEE!!!! REEEEEE!!!!! REEEEE!!!!!!

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Holds up your ponytail and sneezes into it like a tissue.

it’s almost Christmas, inigo

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wipes his sweaty ass hand on his ponytail.

to be fair, you have to have a very high IQ to understand wiping sweaty ass hands on somebody else’s ponytail. The humour here is extremely subtle, and without a solid grasp of theoretical physics, the joke will go right over your head. 

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wipes his saliva on his bow. :/

i could snap your bones with my leokumi powered muscles. you can say fiction affects reality, but it doesn’t. why else would my boss let me watch takumi’s “pay for your betrayal” scene on repeat at work? 

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Takes his garlic bread. Oops.

shut up the hell up. LITERALLY you understand nothing. fates is the peak of representation, along with philosophy as well. the only people who dare to think fates is terrible are people who don’t. see, fates is a fine wine. it gets better with age that is why younglings like yourself could never understand it. think to how takumi hides his insecurities. its all part of something greater. 

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hello captain this is ur pilot speaking

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@anathemyst

After all this time, Takumi still wasn’t sure how to act around Princess Camilla. It was hardly his fault, considering she was so damn hard to read, and so overly affectionate with everybody it was suffocating at times. He still felt the need to try, though, considering she was Corrin’s sister (and Corrin had asked time and time again that he at least made friends with the Nohrian royals).

At the very least, he was already close with Leo, and Camilla seemed genuinely caring enough to be trustworthy (most of the time anyway), so it shouldn’t be that hard, right?

“Princess Camilla,” Takumi started slowly, biting his inner cheek, “I didn’t expect to see you out this late, but I hope everything’s....okay?” 

Nice. Real nice. Classic, awkward Takumi. 

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{ hey so uh my uh internet? has been really poor lately and not letting me use tumblr much that’s getting fixed soon tho but i’l try to do a couple things here for now. Sorry i haven’t been active lately i start college soon and have just been preoccupied w other things. I love Takumi and his blog but to be honest my activity will be sporadic forgive me } 

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{ hey, so…starter call? I’m trying to get back into using this blog! } 

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( reblogging for the day crowd! feel free to like even if we’ve never interacted before! }

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{ hey, so...starter call? I’m trying to get back into using this blog! } 

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It does not take long for the annoyance to become visible on the prince’s face as his brows furrow at the response he just received. “ Well, you’re in luck today because quite frankly I don’t care ” the prince spats back while staring directly at him before the back of his head meets the tree behind him. “ It was just a statement, nothing more, nothing less ” to think that he actually thought there would be a chance he would not need to argue with him considering their current state, guess he was mistaken.

Leon actually resolved not to look at Takumi and just ignore him for the time being, neither really did have the strength to continue fighting other than your typical arguments. Though he does end up meeting the prince’s gaze again when he hears that hiss escaping from the archer’s throat, could handle himself just perfectly, eh? His current actions proved that to be a lie, but as much as the prince would love to make a comment about it, he stopped himself from doing so, however, he is incapable of hiding that smirk that slowly starts to surface at the sight of the archer squirming like he does.

“ Are you daft? ” the prince questions, eyes narrowing, “ I fell off my horse into a ravine, go figure. ” translation ‘what do you expect’ honestly couldn’t this guy draw that conclusion by himself? He really didn’t have time for this. 

With an arm firmly wrapped around his own chest, a magic circle appears on the ground below him that lifts him up to a standing position, rendering anything that stands in the circle to be as light as a feather. Walking still proved to be incredibly difficult with his broken ribs, but at least the spell makes it a bit more endurable.  “ It’s been a pleasure ” intending to make his leave, after all, the other can handle himself, can he not?  “ Unless you wish to join  oh wait, you can handle yourself ” he snorts and turns around, giving a dismissive wave as he starts to walk away.

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Takumi sneers, mimicking Leon’s disgusting, condescending smirk with one of his own “Oh, forgive me your highness -- didn’t mean to offend your superiority complex with my stupid questions.” Fell into a ravine? And how the hell was he supposed to know that? Leon’s undeserved haughtiness doesn’t change the fact that they’re both down on their luck right now, no matter how hard his arrogant little heart wishes it would. 

“Oh, what? So you can go get eaten by wolves? Go right ahead then, I’m fine anywa--” Oh. 

His voice breaks into a a short gasp, his vision blurs. He tried putting weight on his arm -- stupid, and ultimately careless, but he can’t take it back now. The injury, now looking more grisly by the second, is far worse than he thought. His wrist is broken, or at the very least fractured, judging by stomach-churning pain that went along with putting weight on it, and the burns on his upper-arm are running so deep they’ve essentially rendered it useless. Useless. He’s an archer, and his left arm is useless. He’s an archer. 

He’s seeing stars, or at the very least, the tears in his eyes are making it seem that way. With some strength he didn’t even know he has, he manages to get himself back into a seated position, clutching at his injured arm with his one good hand, biting down hard. It hurts. Everything, hurts, and Prince Leon is going to leave him out here to die because this is war, and they’re enemy princes who’ve been trying to kill each other since day one. 

He’s going to die out here, cold and alone with only his regrets to keep him company. 

(It’s a fitting way to go.)

“W-Wait,” he chokes out, swallowing his pride. It’s worth a shot, and if anything, he’s got nothing left to lose. “I...Do you even know where....where you’re going?! This forest...it’s closer to Hoshido than it is Nohr, and there’s no way we’re anywhere near the battlefield!” He’s out of breath, his head is spinning. “We’re...We’re not,” The fear and breathlessness are starting to catch up with him. “Just -- nobody can survive on their own out here! You’re supposed to be some genius or something, right?! Think about it like that!” 

At this point, he’s not even sure what he’s saying anymore. All he really knows is that he doesn’t want to die alone. 

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Azura would and could not blame the younger for the mistrust that he held towards the two of them had she been in his shoes she might have been the same for it did sound like a suicide mission. Believe her when she wishes she could tell him about everything right here right now just to take that doubt away, to make him trust them, but she simply cannot. She cannot speak a word about anything, not yet    it would cost her life. Even though she is prepared (unafraid) for her death Azura knows that it is not her time to say goodbye yet and thus shakes her head no at his statement.

Is there a way she could use to take away that distrust? She assumes not, but if it is the least she could do she would try to take a fragment away of the doubt he held towards them, towards her even if it is just to calm his nerves. He is afraid she can tell. “ I do not need to think about it ” she simply states as a manner of fact, “ I know that they will jump, I can see it in their eyes ” if they did not believe in Kamui, in them, they would not have come here. 

   “ I understand your doubts Takumi I truly do and even if you do not wish to believe that       even if you cannot find yourself trusting me, please trust in Kamui. Trust that we,        no    she is telling the truth  ”

She had no place in this, she may hold the knowledge that no one does but the connection was missing. Azura bites her lip “ With every minute spend here, with every question asked ” oh she wants to tell him but she cannot tell just yet, all that is needed is that final jump before she can  “ I am   we are… ” no no! she cannot say it.  “ Please believe me if I say I would tell you right here right now if I could but I cannot, I simply cannot ” she shakes her head no “ Please ” her voice trembles slightly, “ just this once believe that I am not lying to you ” please let those years that she spent in Hoshido have a meaning.

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Takumi’s frown only deepens once Azura starts giving her spiel. If he’s being honest, it all sounds like some poorly thought out, harebrained scheme, but the conviction in her voice threw him off a little. Crazy or not, she really, seriously thinks throwing herself into the bottomless canyon will benefit their mission, and she hasn’t been known to lie. 

“It’s just -- why can’t you tell us anything? Am I just supposed to accept this? Just go along with it and hope for the best? I don’t think I can do that,” he admits, his tone wavering, his anxiety bleeding through. He can’t jump. He can’t throw all reason out the window and go with his gut on this one because his gut is telling him this is a terrible idea. 

His gaze flits over to watch his siblings, stunned by the realization that they’re all good and ready to jump; to place their fates into the hands their sisters, no questions asked. 

Maybe it’s his fear that’s stopping him. Maybe it’s the fact that deep down, he still hasn’t come to trust Kamui all the way. Maybe it’s both. Maybe he’s still the nervous, judgmental person he should have grown out of years ago. “It’s...It’s just know if I can physically make the  jump,” he tells her, lowering his voice. “I mean -- aren’t we gonna hit the ground at some point? Wouldn’t a fall like that kill us?!” 

He’s not even sure if the bottomless canyon has a ground. 

Clearing his throat, he starts focusing down on his shoes, his fingers tightening around the Fuujin Yumi for comfort. “It’s a lot to ask, okay? To jump down there, I mean,” he breathes, “I just don’t know if i can bring myself to do it.” 

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Character Flaws && Strengths | 001       ↳ bold what applies to your muse!

╳ Flaws

moody | short-tempered | emotionally unstable | whiny controlling | conceited | possessive | paranoid | lies impatient | cowardly | bitter | selfish | power-hungry greedy | lazy | judgmental | forgetful | impulsive spiteful | stubborn | sadistic | petty | unlucky

♔ Strengths

honest | trustworthy | thoughtful | caring | brave patient | selfless | ambitious | tolerant | lucky intelligent | confident | focused | humble | generous merciful | observant | wise | clever | charming cheerful | optimistic | decisive | adaptive | calm

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Happy Birthday Leon @aeoelu

Takumi takes a deep breath, steeling himself, as he makes his way through the vast halls of Castle Krackenburg. He’d arrived earlier this morning, welcomed by warm rays of sunlight that had miraculously managed to sneak through Windmire’s thick veil of clouds. It only seems fair that the sun would decide to show itself on Leon’s birthday, after all. 

Once he reaches Leon’s chambers, he gives a soft knock and lets himself in. His lover is still asleep, of course, and it’s an endearing sight -- what with it messy hair, rumpled clothes and relaxed expression. 

Shifting his weight, he sits down at the edge of Leon’s bed, setting the carefully wrapped present off to the side. He gives the other man’s shoulder a light squeeze, effectively waking him up (which, actually, is pretty surprising considering the fact that some nights, Leon can easily sleep through a hurricane). 

“I can’t believe I got up hours before you on your own birthday,” Takumi says with a laugh, ruffling up his lover’s already messy hair. Before giving Leon much time to respond, he pulls him up into this big, tight hug. It’s one of his “Takumi hugs,” as Leon likes to call them, which are apparently his own special way of hugging that nobody else really has figured out. 

Pulling away, he quickly grabs the present from Leon’s nightstand, handing it to him with what is probably the cheesiest smile he’s ever made. “Remember how we talked about this author? How nobody could find the last book in his series since only a few were published before he vanished? Well I looked everywhere and I found it in some small, family-owned library in Izumo, which insane,” he tells him, failing miserable to hide the giddiness in his voice. “I haven’t read it yet, so you’re gonna have to tell me all about it, alright?” 

Still smiling, he throws all inhibition out the window and leans in, decidedly pressing their lips together before Leon has the opportunity to do the same. “Happy birthday, Leon,” Takumi murmurs, fighting the blush blooming on his cheeks as he lets his head fall to the other man’s shoulder. “And I know I don’t say this enough-- but I love you, and you’re amazing. I mean that.”  

And he really, really did. 

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     “Now, now. No need to make such a scary face! Prince Xander provided me with some time off, granted that I use it wisely.” 

     Laslow flashes his signature grin and places his hands confidently on his hips– it’s almost as if the other wasn’t leering holes through him. He seemed quite determined with his idea. 

     “So, I decided to wisely use this time to get to know you better! How does joining me for tea sound? I’ll bet you know a few fantastic places for that!” 

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Takumi’s brows furrow, his eyes narrowing into thin slits. “Why would you want to get to know me better? Wait -- let me guess -- Prince Xander put you up to this.” It makes the most sense, really, what with all of Xander and Camilla’s efforts to get their siblings and retainers closer with the Hoshidans. 

That doesn’t mean he has to like it.  The retainer part, anyway. The Laslow part. 

“I’m not sure what you think this is, but I’m not going to tea with you,” he huffs, “I have way better things to do, you know.”

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Hah. ‘Who’ oh who, indeed.

Like a mantra, you see? One, two… a shaft is only as good as it’s angle, why, with no sense of proper penetration you’re just another fool firing blindly. Oh, but of course Prince Takumi is no slouch, by far. Ah, arguably so, he could do better. Then again, in this world; who couldn’t?

Oh. What was that? Pretty little choice words he hears coming his unworthy way? Hm! With what near deliciously infinite array of more stimulating activities practically lay begging to be used at their desperate disposal, what good would an innocent chat do? Public ( or not ) he’d be even less for passing up the all too tempting invitation dripping with opportunity.

A glance is spared, mm, although his singular gaze hardly lasts long. What with that sudden pivot on practiced heels ( while he certainly could dance around the other in his refreshingly vulnerable position ) oh, please – and spoil all of his fun? Absolutely not! Perhaps the ever talented prince will consider a lone little arrow singing just past his cheek a tasteful answer.

❛ — You really want to know? Normally, I’d tell you to come closer, but I prefer sparing uppity royals who clearly cannot be bothered any such sort of privilege. Very well, just this once I’ll let you in on my dirty little secret. The one who taught me how to shoot? .. is me, myself and I.  ❜

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Takumi’s brows twitch in irritation once Niles starts going off about his (apparently) self-taught skill-set. Honestly, it sounds like a load of bull, especially considering the fact that he’s Leon’s retainer to boot. Leon’s retainer who, evidently, doesn’t like him very much, if at all.

Glaring, Takumi turns his attention back on his bow, takes aim, and fires another arrow down-range. “You could have just said you taught yourself, you know,” he says with a grimace. “You don’t have to be so vulgar about it.” 

And vulgar he is, which is one of the main things Takumi can’t stand about Niles. Just about everything that comes out of his mouth is some type of innuendo, (which is easily the creepiest thing anybody could ever do) and he waltzes around acting like it doesn’t matter. Like, for some reason, everybody else is being ridiculous, and he’s the only one that’s something even remotely close to normal. 

He fires another arrow. “But in case you’re wondering, I taught myself, too.” Another. “And I don’t intend to be shown up by some arrogant jerk who thinks he’s got me all figured out.Got that?!”