Just Yoko Things

Little sniper girl shows up fifteen minutes late to the apocalypse with Starbucks. Hi, my name is Yoko Littner and my eyes are up here, asshole. Indie Yoko Littner / Tengen Toppa Gurren Lagann rp blog run by Grim. Multiship and Multiverse. OCs and other fandoms totally welcome. Crack definitely encouraged. Mun is 21+. Please read my rules page! Thanks!

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Things could be worse

Your parents could be turned into pigs, you could be forced into slavery at a bath house, and your boyfriend could be a river

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Casual reminder that @babyfacegrim is my cosplay and nerd twitter page and has pictures of me cosplaying Ms. Yoko Littner at Tokyo's Winter Comiket 87!

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"Jeez. What a crap day."

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Character Relationship Meme

Send me☝for my character’s private thoughts about your character

Send me ღ for what my character would do if your character came on to them

Send me ✍ for a letter from my character to yours

Send me ψ for an angsty headcanon about our characters 

Send me の for my character’s opinion of yours in three words

Send me ♔ for something my character would like to do with yours

Send me ☂ for my character’s reaction if your character was injured or killed (specify) 

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So I grew my hair out like Dirk suggested…and I borrowed Yoko’s cosplay goggles.

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I thought this was Fem!Kamina for a second and I got really excited because lesbians.

It's not lesbians, but it's still fucking awesome.

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𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒹𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓂𝓈 𝓌𝑒 𝓁𝑒𝒻𝓉 𝒷𝑒𝒽𝒾𝓃𝒹 𝓌𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝑜𝓅𝑒𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒹𝑜𝑜𝓇!

                         Yoko Littner, Gurren Lagann | Indie                               and open   to roleplaying with   just                                about everyone.   |   Teen, timeskip,                                and   most AUs ok.   |   Please read                               rules   and    about   pages   before                               interacting.|                                                                   Run by Grim.

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Put "Thwack!" in my inbox and my muse will respond to yours slapping their ass.

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the first three words you see are what you want in life

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Thwack!

Yoko literally froze and just blinked at the other, surprised.

"… You realize that you just essentially slapped your own ass, right?"

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"I mean, yeah, but it's alternate universe-ass. So... it's sort of mine, but mostly yours. I think." She shook her head. "Either way, it's a great ass, and you should totally flaunt that."

Nothing had convinced Yoko that wearing hot-pants and a bikini top on the daily had been the right decision like meeting her double had done.

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— “Pipe down, will ya? For someone who acts like such a smartass, you sure got a lotta hot air.” He shoves a pinky in his ear and flings the slimy green contents smack into a rock wall. “If you must know, Tits-for-Brains, I was on a super secret mission, not sleeping.” A reddish tinge creeps into the man’s face.

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"Oi, if I've got brains in these then I'm doing twice as well as you are," Yoko retorts, tugging on a bikini strap with her thumb. "And a super secret mission, huh? So secret you've gotta wander off by yourself or something and make everyone worry?" She shoots him a heated glare. 

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flower asks

Daisy: How old were you when you had your first kiss?

Carnation: If I handed you a concert ticket right now, who would you want to be the performer?

Jasmine: What color looks best on you?

foxglove: Name three facts about your family?

Allium: What's the best thing you can cook?

Orange Blossom: If you could pick the gender and appearance of your child, would you?

Calla Lily: If you died right now, what song would you want to play at your funeral?

Poinsettia: Favorite holiday dish?

Oxlip: Would you ever get into a long distance relationship?

Primrose: Favorite kind of soup?

Daffodil: What's the most thoughtful present you've ever received?

Rose: Are you currently in love with someone?

Amsonia: Would you ever become a vegan?

Peony: What's your favorite hot beverage?

Tulip: For your birthday, what kind of cake do you ask for?

Myrtle: Do you like going on airplanes?

Hibiscus: Did you ever play an instrument? If so what?

Zinnia: Who was your best friend when you were six years old?

Poppy: What color was your childhood home?

Hydrangea: Starbucks order?

Violet: Do you like where you're from?

Lotus: What was your favorite book as a child?

Rhododendron: What's the scariest dream you've ever had?

Queen Anne's Lace: Would you rather carve pumpkins or wrap presents?

Magnolia: Favorite kind of candy?

Aster: Would you rather be cold or hot?

Marigold: Do you listen to what's on the radio?

Heliconia: Do you like when it rains?

Azalea: What's a movie you cried while watching?

Dandelion: Do you think you're important?

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holdthetrigger - a tale of two Yokos.

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Send me “&” for my muse’s reaction to yours tracing one of their scars.

Kamina’s been sitting at his usual spot, facing the two volcanos and eating his dinner (which was admittedly rather good, considering that Leeron made it this time around) while staring out at the landscape. It’s gray and bleak, but oddly enough he finds it to be rather attractive. Coming to the surface was the best thing he’d ever done, and considering how exciting his life usually was, that’s saying something.

His thoughts are interrupted by a sudden finger tracing down his back, along his left shoulder blade, following a long scar, and it nearly makes him dump his soup in his lap.

"Eh!?"

His head whips around, causing his hair to fly into his face and temporarily block his vision, but once he flicks it away with a huff through his mouth he blinks when he notices who the culprit was.

"Oh…Yoko."

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"...Sorry, didn't mean to surprise you."

She lets her hand drop from his back and steps to the side to take a seat next to him, her golden eyes alighting on the sunset that's only a few shades brighter. 

"Can I ask what that's from?" She asks, suddenly, her insistence seemingly surprising herself as well. "It's - well, I'd never noticed it before, what with all your tattoos."

She likes the tattoos, but she'll be damned if she admits it.

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Light fingers, a gentle touch, trigger-worn calluses she knew so well -

She was still getting used to this whole other-self thing. Still, she supposed she'd seen - and lived through - stranger.

"Do you remember that one?" Her twin's fingers had come to rest at the end of a scar that traversed across her upper arm, terminating at the juncture of her elbow. "Damn good shot off a beastlord - normally they weren't so great with aim and things, but it blew me straight off a cliff." She had to grin at the memory, even if it was a wry one.

"Not sure if that happened for you. I wonder if we've got the same scars, or if ours tell different stories."

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She felt, rather than saw, him first - she felt light fingers trace over a well-worn, well-known path that traversed her shoulder to the back of her neck. She jumped and stiffened, but a glimpse of blue hair and the feel of callused fingertips allayed - most - of her concerns.

It was Kamina. She wasn't sure what he was doing (on any given day, really) but at least he wasn't a beastlord. At least he wasn't there to hurt her. 

The weight of his fingers on her skin was... odd. Not unwelcome, but it made her a little self-conscious. She shrugged.

"It's from when I left Littner," she said, breaking the silence by way of explanation. "There was a lot of running and shouting, chaos, falling rocks, all sorts of things. We were all pretty banged up when we got to the surface."

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Two…

There’s two Yokos…

I, Kamina Wakahisa, being of sound mind and body, do hereby make, publish and declare the following to be my Last Will and Testament…

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