[rotnoir]

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[rotnoir]

𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐎 𝐁𝐈𝐎𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐏𝐇𝐘 ☀︎

[joestarheaven]

[ RUN ] - APOLLO RAFIQ

" h .. HEY ! " he can barely process that he's basically being dragged. " slow down, will ya? my legs are gonna kill me! "

✧ — ⋆   𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐌𝐄𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 . / @rotnoir

[rotnoir]

“ DUDE ! RUN ! ” apollo demands as he holds Josuke barely by the collar, only with two fingers as he runs . the front of his face is invisible to him as apollo begins to jog away, dragging Josuke on with him wether he likes it or not .

[joestarheaven]

[ RUN ] - APOLLO RAFIQ

" h .. HEY ! " he can barely process that he's basically being dragged. " slow down, will ya? my legs are gonna kill me! "

✧ — ⋆   𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐌𝐄𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 . / @rotnoir

[rotnoir]

“ DUDE ! RUN ! ” apollo demands as he holds Josuke barely by the collar, only with two fingers as he runs . the front of his face is invisible to him as apollo begins to jog away, dragging Josuke on with him wether he likes it or not .

[rotnoir]

“ no , i - this store ? i don’t come here often , i’m just visiting .”

he responds rather shyly, not acting very excited to reveal anything. he stands beside the door to the laundromat, tugging up the zipper of his jacket due to the sudden cold of his surroundings.

“ i guess you could say i’m a fighter — but this laundromat is surprisingly shiny, huh? back where i came from there would at least be dirt on the tiles . ”

[hadobreeze]

                ❝ You're a fighter, too ?! ❞ any proverbial personal bubble popped the instant she ran over to them getting close to their face. ❝ For how long ? What's you're fighting style ? Wait I've never seen you around here .. are you new ? If you're new, where are you from ? ❞ every second she threw another enthusiastic question to this innocent bystander. 

[rotnoir]

“ I suppose you could call me that —”

he gets overwhelmed by each question thrown at him, while standing there and trying to not cower with the inquiries asked towards him. however there was one question not fast enough for it to fly over his head. he was somewhat new to this region, having been born in this country.

“ well, I was raised here, but I moved . It was long ago, I barely remember it anyways .”

[yarestare]

hi! hello! like and reblog if you got any interest in writing with a (private, selective, low activity) blog for JJBA's very own JOTARO KUJO !

[fallen-muse-resources]

How does my muse react to…

🪽‿︵‿☁️‿︵☀️︵‿☁️‿︵‿🪽

💘 Physical Affection

🆚 A challenge

🖕 An Insult

💞 Being told “You’re the one for me”

💵 Losing money

✈️ Their flight being cancelled

🔒 Being locked out

😷 Getting sick

🔫 Being held hostage

🎫 Being taken on a romantic getaway

[rotnoir]

“ yeah ! just fine. im not used to street fighters being your age. I’m glad you’re holding up, though. ”

he responds, walking into the store, shoes squeaking on the clean floor. despite being clean, the boards carried sort of a grime but were still nonetheless squeaky, despite what was on it prior. somewhat like sakura, the boards seem to be holding up well despite everything.

[hadobreeze]

               ❝ Are you a fighter too stranger ? ❞ her eyes light up a bounce in her step now. Once the sole of her shoe hit the ground, a ghostly squeak rang in her ear, causing her to pause. She glances back at her new friend, then takes another step. ❝ Do you come to this store often ? ❞ 

[rotnoir]

“ no , i - this store ? i don’t come here often , i’m just visiting .”

he responds rather shyly, not acting very excited to reveal anything. he stands beside the door to the laundromat, tugging up the zipper of his jacket due to the sudden cold of his surroundings.

“ i guess you could say i’m a fighter — but this laundromat is surprisingly shiny, huh? back where i came from there would at least be dirt on the tiles . ”

[shesnipes-archive]

This has been on my mind for long but I’m gonna do this - please reblog this if you’re comfortable with pre-establishing relationships. I do not mean “met at the grocery store two weeks ago” or “have a common friend”, but rather stuff like “have been best friends since kindergrden”, “go for a beer every friday”, “friends with benefits”, “dated in highschool”, “hate each other’s guts because -insert reason-”  etc. Something meaningful (but not necessarily shippy) and I mean with muns/characters you have not interacted with, because I cannot believe I am the only one who prefers jumping right into the heart of the human interaction.

[rotnoir]

“ … ”

he ‘ s still in shock , having never met a fighter like this . most of them were in their mid-thirties or reaching it . but sakura seemed like a ordinary kid . he opens the door and lets her walk in first — the least he could do for being so nosy.

[hadobreeze]

               Silence. Complete silence. She looks over at her stunned companion, opening the door. ❝ Yoo-hooo, you look like you saw a ghost ! ❞ She waves her hand in their face. ❝ Something wrong ? ❞

[rotnoir]

“ yeah ! just fine. im not used to street fighters being your age. I’m glad you’re holding up, though. ”

he responds, walking into the store, shoes squeaking on the clean floor. despite being clean, the boards carried sort of a grime but were still nonetheless squeaky, despite what was on it prior. somewhat like sakura, the boards seem to be holding up well despite everything.

[rotnoir]

… he had been trained in first aid , for all his years of fighting but had never seen someone this calm after a battle . his eyes are glowing , still visibly awestruck .

“ fight with who ? is it someone in school … ? ”

[hadobreeze]

               ❝ Noooo ❞ she waves a dismissive hand lax of the entire situation. She spun around planting both feet in front of them. ❝ Everyone's too tired to fist-fight at school ❞ on an average day on a university campus, ❝ Work ! Some guys get competitive and love to cause trouble ! That's why I'm there ❞ 

[rotnoir]

“ … ”

he ‘ s still in shock , having never met a fighter like this . most of them were in their mid-thirties or reaching it . but sakura seemed like a ordinary kid . he opens the door and lets her walk in first — the least he could do for being so nosy.

[hadobreeze]

continued from here !

                " Good ! Not too far " she nods, peering over at the other's confused visage. Pittering around them to have continuous eye contact before they took a step to their designation. The woman skips after him before slowing her pace to a light walk. " I'm a fighter. I beat up people who like starting up stuff " or rather she starts up stuff. "If I had to take a guess ... it's mine but I'm totally fine ! No worries ! "

@rotnoir

[rotnoir]

… he had been trained in first aid , for all his years of fighting but had never seen someone this calm after a battle . his eyes are glowing , still visibly awestruck .

“ fight with who ? is it someone in school … ? ”

[hadobreeze]

"Your shirt... is that blood?"

@rotnoir

                " Heh yeah, " she laughs. " Good thing I do my laundry huh ? My cleaning bill would be sky high " she whistled looking up at the sky for added emphasis. Sakura looked back down at the stranger sensing their bewilderment. Frankly, these became mundane daily exchanges between her and any concerned bystander. Her laissez-faire attitude to her appearance after taking on a couple of people never failed to attract someone. " I'm okay ! Trust me, it's apart of the job. " -- if not her nature to go stirring up trouble.   "Though" she puffs out her cheeks looking up in thought," If you want to help me badly. You think you could be a good sport point to where the nearest convenience store is ? I thought I saw one close by but I got a little distracted " 

unprompted ( always accepting ! )

[rotnoir]

“ ah — i believe it was around the block , somewhere … ”

he looks behind him, as if trying to locate the laundromat from a far distance , he swears he just passed it . come to think of it , what kind of job causes a kid with this much blood on them ? especially if it isn’t theirs . his eyebrow furrows , and starts leading sakura to the laundromat .

“ what job do you have , then ? it’s not every day you find a teenager with blood all over their shirt . ”

[rotnoir]

ik I have a lot of threads to follow up on but pls do not be a ghost follower lol. I don’t want to be the only one starting threads I’d like it if people jumped in my askbox as well :,)

[rotnoir]

manifesting kiraboss shippers on roleplayblr so I can make a new oc,,

[rotnoir]

heads up! just because i ship a muse with another under no intention means i will force shipping onto someone who portrays that muse . i am solely roleplaying for character interactions , and they will not be romantic if the mun does not agree .

[rotnoir]

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐎𝐘 ‘ 𝐒 body tenses as he hears the words come out of ken ' s mouth , clearly expecting anything but that , but not like he could complain . he turns his face to the side , silently studying the water at the coast , reminiscing about their training together , even though both men come from different backgrounds , with a shade of pink creeping up on his face . coral turns back to ken again , with a sheepish smile  . 

    ❝ didn ' t mean that — that was an accident , i swear ! ❞

and coral would not exactly be lying — he didn't expect that to happen . but he enjoyed it anyway . ( why ? why is this normal ? is this some kind of perverted idea that comes around when he ‘ s here ? ) such thoughts could be found swirling around coral’s head like a tornado in the midwest .

     ❝ but yeah , sure , i guess . ❞

[cpirits]

★ ━━━━━━ Laughing a little bit, he stuck a hand in his pocket as he watched the younger turn to face the water. He couldn't imagine what Coral's brain was going through, but he'd be there for him when he could, because Coral was precious to both him and Ryu.

"I'm not joshing you, I mean it!" He smiled at Coral, reaching out to take his hand. Rough and calloused, met gently roughed and calloused, Ken enjoyed holding hands actually.

[rotnoir]

𝑪oral stares at the crowd of people beside the two , a reminder they are n ‘ t alone before squeezing Ken ’ s hand , a movement of curiosity . coral ’ s hands were not as rough as ken ’ s but nevertheless held a few scars & was a bit dry , like a child after playing outside— muddy with scars all over . children aren ’ t very careful about their body .

coral looks at the oncoming end of the bridge , staring at the water below . although , he seems to be smiling much more than before , akin to a lamp .