#{{mcmcntomorii}}

[fodlansbestmom]

Sothis attacked her wife with many kisses and love bites with the full intent on leaving Mu in morning but marks. “Mine,” she whispered as she passed flush, teeth not once leaving her skin.

@mcmcntomorii

[ltsharpshooter]

@mcmcntomorii -- SC

Piers was sitting up against the wall, his abs and thigh wrapped in bandages. His skin was paling and his eyes were glazing over from the pain he had been in the whole time. The slightly visible dark circles under his eyes showed just how tired he was. They had been in hiding for a while and with Piers refusing to go to the hospital, the situation was only getting worse.

His hand was shaking from the lack of strength he had even holding it, shaking the gun in his hand as a result. He was trying to stay aware at least. His job was to protect Mukuro and get her to her father. He wasn’t about to die in the process. Afterwards, maybe. But he had a duty to fulfill. 

[dancinghearts]

@mcmcntomorii​

It was intended as a simple mission, yet it seemed the information he got had left out just how much security there would be. Still, he had managed to eliminate his target, and made sure no trace of him was left behind. Well, aside from the sheer amount of blood he had lost, the gash on his left side quite deep. Sinking to the ground in an alley, watching his vulpine companion paw at him with sad yips, he could feel the blood really soaking his clothing. Having to take off his mask to breathe properly, he knew it was bad. While the serrated knife had for sure missed any vital organs, that didn’t mean he wasn’t losing a lot of blood.

‘‘Don’t worry my dear...I don’t...intend on leaving you yet...it’s...a simple scratch.’‘

Taking off his jacket and cutting it up into makeshift bandages to attempt and control the bleeding, he didn’t notice Luna taking off. In the chaos of the still bustling nightlife she had caught a familiar scent, and soon enough she was pawing at Mukuro. Letting out distressed yips, biting her clothing to try and drag her along, the fox made sure she was following before zooming back to her masters side. Only pausing at times to make sure the human was keeping up, soon enough the distressed fox stood before a now unconscious Oliver.

Blood pooled beneath him, breath slow, the fox seemed even more distressed now. Yipping, whimpering, nipping at him, before frantically pacing back and forth between him and Mukuro, Luna was very much a loyal pet even now.

[dogkillmoon]

here comes the moon, @mcmcntomorii​

   always on his day off, h’uh. and an unobligated gig, too-- meaning the victim of whatever lunar anomaly was going to take place tonight had no idea he was going to arrive, nonetheless the fact of that they were in actual danger. luka usually handles this shit, not him. regardless, at the very base of this towering, high-rise condo complex, the wolf taps a clawed finger against the buzzer. 

   ‘ hello-- if you could please phone in for one. . . ito? ito mukuro. tell her it’s an imperative visitation. ‘ butchered pronunciation might give him away. here comes the tricky part-- getting into a private residence where the anomaly is hosted.

[xamassed]

⟬ @mcmcntomorii / s.c ⟭

"This is boring. . ."

She generally preferred physical activities, but the annual health check-up always had her dreading this time of year. It was tedious and yawn-inducing, especially since she knew she was in pique health. The fact that she had to help someone else with their evaluation only made her all the more eager to end the day.

Sitting there on her knees, she held onto Mukuro's feet just to be sure they didn't lift off the ground. "How many sit-ups do you think you can do? Like, realistically?"

[houseshihouin]

Continuing with @mcmcntomorii:

The affirmation that the sakura-haired woman before her was indeed 3rd Seat of 5th Division immediately put a beaming smile on Yukari's face! What fantastic news, it'd save her having to canvas up and down this headquarters building for—the next remark immediately made her expression falter into an unmistakable look of what before her brows rose in both confusion and surprise at the next clause. Huh?

To not have the hanko was one thing, but to be so casually invited along to the woman's quarters... Well, since she was the 3rd Seat, Yukari could hardly just leave and go try her luck with the 4th Seat or some other Seated Officer now... With a sigh, she forced her expression back to neutral.

"... I'll go with you," she acquiesced. It just seemed like the fastest option at this point. Though... She felt her stomach silently rumble and tilted her head a degree before chuckling faintly and asking, "Is there anywhere good to eat along the way? I'm Yukari, by the way! Shihōin Yukari."

[midnightactual]

Closed Starter for @mcmcntomorii:

Hollows were annoying—not any real kind of challenge, but more like pop-ups that made one do simple puzzles to close them out. In a densely crowded area like Shinjuku, the reasonable solution was usually to take them up. Yoruichi had hurled this latest irritation toward the moon and incinerated it with Hadō #54: Haien to make sure that nothing came back down. The lunar glow plus the glare from the city’s skyline hid the flash easily.

With that distraction eliminated, she permitted gravity to take her most of the way back down, only arresting her fall a few moments from impact on a clear area near the top of a high-rise. She landed with all the grace of a cat, lightly tapping down against tile before she surveyed her new surroundings. This particular place appeared residential rather than commercial. Some sort of penthouse balcony? She studied it only momentarily before checking herself over. She hadn’t felt any hits or any other such thing but one could never be too cautious.

She’d just finished when she heard what sounded like a sliding glass door opening and momentarily glanced over a shoulder to check. It shouldn’t be a problem—she was in her spirit form, after all.

[utmostzenith]

@mcmcntomorii

The reason he asked Mukuro out to a restaurant was to talk of something that has been on his mind for a while. Ever since they began to date, she has been improving his life, exciting, happy. He was excited to wake up thanks to her.

The smell of the restaurant washed over him, a sweet perfume that swamped his nose and mouth and curdled in the back of his throat. Kefla kept his lips sealed tight and scanned the rest of the space. He had chosen a restaurant that he had never visited before.

The place was clean as one would expect of a restaurant, the waiters, and waitress were well-dressed and quick to serve the people. A woman would approach the couple to ask if they wanted some entry before going into the main dish. Kefla was quick to shake his to show that he had no interest in it. She nodded and turned her head toward Mukuro and waited for a reply of any sort.