Hades: What are your future plans?
Persephone: Lunch.
Hades: I mean, long term plans.
Persephone: What, like dinner?
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@setsushikeiko
Hades: What are your future plans?
Persephone: Lunch.
Hades: I mean, long term plans.
Persephone: What, like dinner?
Please reblog, this is so important.
I needed this
Is this foreal?
Yes it’s a real service. I do volunteer work for a rape crisis support service in my city and texting is one of the features we provide as well. But just to boost its credibility, I tried it myself:
reblog to save lives!
You can also text “Steve” to 741741 if you’re a young person of color. The website for more info is stevefund.org
My understanding is that it’s more multicultural and some folks feel more comfy with that in mind!
^^^^^THIS
get help guys, please. if you’re hurting, don’t let that hurt consume you. seek help.
I never knew this. It’s spectacular.
THIS is what I was looking for a few weeks ago when I was in crisis; reblog to save a life!
Stay safe y’all
⇱ setsushikeiko ⇲ ⇀ ???
Her scowl softened a bit as she racked her brain for the location she was searching for.
“A-ah…where was I going…?” She muttered to herself.
She was beginning to feel like she was wasting this man’s time. A silver strand of hair circled her finger, repeatedly looping again and again until an epiphany ocurred.
“The bookstore…! Yeah…bookstore.”
The way the girl took her sweet time to tell him the location of where he was going, he had grown suspicious that she had gotten off the wrong stop on the train. But rather than pressing on it, he decided to let it slide.
❝ The bookstore? ❞
He repeated her location before sighing quietly as if he was tired. Then again, that was just part of who he was. Droopy guy. He started to walk in the direction of the bookstore while motioning for her to follow him.
Following the purple clad man, she remained a few paces behind him. Although he seemed to
⇱ setsushikeiko ⇲ ⇀ ???
Her silver hair swayed with her head as she peeked behind him curiously. She kept the feline in her line of sight, not wanting to loose track of it. “M-me too!…I-I mean, cool, me too…”
Her words had come out a little louder than she would’ve liked them to. She bit her lip, shoes making a scruffing noise with every light kick of her foot. Her frail fingers crumpled up some of her skirt. How has she supposed to keep the conversation going? This man was beginning to appear less threatening than he did before.
Despite usually not interested in conversations or small talk with other people, Ichimatsu was able to pick up that she had wanted something. So he decided for her sake, he would attempt to make small talk.
❝ Which breed is your favorite?❞
A simple question. That should satisfy her for right now, right?
Her body language perked up at the question, her eyes sparking with interest and passion.
"I really love the Tonkinese cat...! Their eyes are so big and pretty! I wish I had one..."
Her lips had begun to twitch upward into a small smile. This was one of the her interests. One of the only things she really enjoyed talking about.
"What about you? What's your favorite?"
She leaned a bit closer to him, bouncing on the balls of her feet.
Send in a ❣ for a random kiss.
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a kiss of your choosing! ( requested by the sender! )
im gonna scream this is a park near my house
reading this w the exact same intonation as “found a snail… effervecent”
you know what i’ll use my own imagination for a while
Robin LaFevers, Grave Mercy.
⇱ setsushikeiko ⇲ ⇀ ???
Her eyes flick up to his, watching how they are pointed elsewhere, but they soon fluttered down to his chest again. Maybe this man had something in common with her. Maybe…Maybe she can try to get along with him.
“Y-you like cats, too?”
Keiko’s light grey cheeks now began to bloom into a darker shade; she was blushing. She didn’t know how long it would take for the dark-haired male to realize that he was talking to a freak. She began to get insecure, her mind running through questions upon questions that only served to make her more and more anxious.
Most would assume they have something in common with Ichimatsu. But it was definitely up to the purple brother whether if they truly had something in common or a way to relate. He was a mess himself. A hot mess that still was trying to sort itself out.
❝ Yeah. Cats are my friends.❞
Unaware that there had been a blush across the girl’s cheeks, Ichimatsu was more focused on making sure that the cat that been wandering near them was safe. He would be damned if it wasn’t. Freak? More like why would she be talking to someone who considers themselves as ‘trash’.
Her silver hair swayed with her head as she peeked behind him curiously. She kept the feline in her line of sight, not wanting to loose track of it. "M-me too!...I-I mean, cool, me too..."
Her words had come out a little louder than she would've liked them to. She bit her lip, shoes making a scruffing noise with every light kick of her foot. Her frail fingers crumpled up some of her skirt. How has she supposed to keep the conversation going? This man was beginning to appear less threatening than he did before.
Oh? It’s naptime? Okay.
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“Shut up, you're annoying.”
friend on instagram gave me this idea of Ichimatsu as Aizawa! They act alot like dont they huh…
⇱ setsushikeiko ⇲ ⇀ ???
Her light grey cheeks slowly grew into a darker hue, her eyes averting from his stoic face, his half lidded eyes gazing at her was causing her to fluster.
“…tch…’m a little…l-lost…” Her voice cracked toward the end of her sentence.
A scoff escaped Ichimatsu’s lips as he closed his eyes for a brief moment. His dark eyes stared down at her before commenting.
❝ Where are you looking to go? ❞
Her scowl softened a bit as she racked her brain for the location she was searching for.
"A-ah...where was I going...?" She muttered to herself.
She was beginning to feel like she was wasting this man's time. A silver strand of hair circled her finger, repeatedly looping again and again until an epiphany ocurred.
"The bookstore...! Yeah...bookstore."
sokudo redraws!
Thread: Stick Around
His pointed ears perk up at the prospect of getting a garden. he stares at her with wonder and excitement. “Do you have yard space? or even just a small balcony we could use? We can do a simple indoor garden too as long as the room gets good sunlight from the window.” They would have to see what their options were. even if sunlight wasn’t the greatest they could plan their plant choices accordingly. Get those that don’t require a lot of it or at least not direct sunlight. “But I would love to make a garden with you, miss Keiko. We could plant all sort of things! even strawberries!”
He chuckles at her posture and reaction about the topic of height. He shakes his head. “No, no. Being small is just as good as being tall. Sometimes being too tall can be problematic too. I think being small suits you just perfect.”
He was struggling a little when he attempted to form his rice ball tiger, but then Keiko had reminded him that adequate pressure was needed to do a good job. “a-ahh, right. Nearly forgot!”
Keiko gently begins to assemble the lunch components onto a plate, opening a drawer and placing two sets of chopsticks on the counter. "I have very little yard space in the back...but maybe after we eat lunch, I can let you assess and plan it out." The petite female scratched at her cheek with her index finger bashfully. "I-I would help, but I wouldn't want to hinder any progress...I'm clumsy enough as it is."
"Strawberries sound lovely. I'm sure we could make that happen."
Weight shifting from one foot to another, Keiko begins to grow impatient. "Ne, ne! Are you almost done? I'm hungry..." as if to emphasize on command, her stomach growls, causing her cheeks to deepen in shade.
Thread: Stick Around
“I’ll try and get some for you too see when I can. They usually come in pink but there’s a rare variety that is all white!” Finding a white version would be pretty tough, but if he can manage to find the average pink king, then at least she can imagine how the all white ones would look like.
He claps with delight at the successful bunny onigiri. Who knew prepping food could be so fun and cute? He can only imagine the look on a kid’s face to get something like this in their bentos. “I wish I had grown up with cute food like this. Maybe I’d be even stronger or bigger!” Not that he was weak or small… but perhaps he’d be even bigger. Demons can naturally grow to be giant in stature.
“OH! I’m gonna try and make a tiger!” He states excitedly as he attempts to form a lump of rice into a cat-like one.
Keiko blushes lightly and nods her head. "I want to see the flowers! Can we plant a garden? Pleeeeeeeease?!" She clasped her hands together in a begging motion, her body bouncing excitedly.
She puffed her cheeks up. "Ne! Are you saying that being small is a bad thing...?!" Her frail arms crossed under her breasts as she tapped her foot, waiting for an answer.
Her eyes followed as he made the riceball a cat shape. "Don't forget that you need to use some pressure..."