#amutuyi

[snow-body]

Commission for @amutuyi of their boi Theo, featuring their tattoo ♥

[lapetal]

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I think it’s somewhat stressful when rp blogs have specific time restraints within the time you follow them and when you first interact with them. I mean specifically that I’ve seen where blogs seem to have a high priority on getting interactions out FAST and if you’re not or simply haven’t had the time to reach out to them, youre unfollowed / soft blocked pretty immediately. Sometimes life gets busy and you can’t reach out to someone, you have opposite time zones, or just simply haven’t yet. I think it’s pretty limiting bc there’s people I’d followed forever and I have only just now have began interacting with them, bc that’s just how things worked out rn. 

I feel like rping on here has become such a machine and if there is no instant gratification, you’re out and honestly, sometimes shit just takes time and I wish people were more understanding of that bc you could miss out on some really lovely friendships and interactions if more time was allotted. 

+      FULL OF VINEGAR      /       accepting       //   @amutuyi

[lcpcsbellator]

amutuyi replied to your post: am i the only one having difficulties adjusting to...

i think a few are, i do not have classes but i can imagine since it would be hard for me to not get distracted

haha yeah, it’s kinda difficult to not just stare outside the window the whole time. especially since the weather is real neat around here rn

[sonderrow-moved]

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new ask game send me a 🌻 and ill just tell you whatever the fuck i want

Roy is skilled, maybe too skilled, at dodging affection. Turning hugs into handshakes, kisses into polite embrace…

Nobody can survive the awkward.

So he’s never ever been kissed on the lips.

… he’s criminally inexperienced in any form of physical affection. So much it makes him nervous whenever he comes in contact with someone else. He is that guy who prays that nobody will sit beside him on the bus or subway train.

[snow-body]

Commission for @amutuyi of their OC Theo ✌️

[mcnstros]

send me ❝ ✏️+ note ❞ for my muse to write a letter/note in their handwriting to your muse.

@amutuyi / @witchcry​ said:    ✏️+ note for amari, i am just too lazy to switch blogs.

[gamenu]

         “ i’ve got you, you’re safe. ”

                                               -- @amutuyi​ (Yvette)

Find different ways to wreck Nic.

          Nicole tried not to get startled so easily. Tried not to need help. She was strong. She was smart. She was capable. Yet...why did she freeze so easily? The big wall that could be called a friend stood between her and that stranger. But it did nothing to ease her nerves. It did nothing to bring her much comfort. They hadn’t even said anything. Done anything that would be considered offensive.

          Nothing that she could say that would make sense.

          But Nicole had heard it. Heard them. A voice in the crevices of her mind, telling her something. Telling her that she should know them. That she should be wary. That voice in the crevices of her mind sounded so sad too...And then she could hear their voice. Something, someone she should recognize. They still said nothing physically, but this was just all sorts of wrong. Could Yvette tell she wasn’t okay? He said she was safe, but she didn’t feel safe. Nicole felt like she was melting, like her heart was close to literally seizing, and like her abdomen was nothing but a black hole at this point.

          Carefully, slowly, gently, she reaches out and grabs hold of the back of Yvette’s shirt and just holds on to him. For just a few moments, she wasn’t even in her own body. She was just a pedestrian watching it all. That wasn’t even her hand, was it? Only barely, scarcely, could she feel the fabric of his shirt. Clinging tighter, she simply latched on the best of her abilities.

         “H-home...?”

         Nicole wanted to go home, but she wasn’t sure where that was at the moment. Logically, she knew where the building was. But was that her home? By all accounts she couldn’t help but feel like it was somewhere else. Still, maybe she’s just tired. Maybe it’s just the anxiety. Getting home and sleeping would probably fix all this.

[despairforme]

@amutuyi​ said ;  Jullian was taking Nnoitra shopping with him, letting the other choose stuff he wanted to try and the like. Though of course, it never went smoothly, with Jullian being what he was, having to put out an intimidating aura every time someone made a move to flirt or touch him - he did not need that right now, not when he was trying to get Nnoitra use to being a human and out in public.

     There was a childish excitement bubbling in him. Jullian had brought him shopping, which meant he deemed him fit to be out among NORMAL humans. That wasn’t the part that Nnoitra was happy about though. His happiness came from something much simpler - the fact that he was allowed to choose what they were going to buy. Everything tasted DIFFERENT now that he was a human. There were foods that his tiny mantis body hadn’t been able to stomach - and things his jaws simply couldn’t chew. Now that he was human, he had a much bigger menu. To match that, he also now possessed a very large appetite. As they walked through the convenience store, Nnoitra eagerly popped more and more items into the basket Jullian was carrying, pretty much like a kid would. Jullian didn’t seem to mind, and he also didn’t tell him no. There was, however - a vibe coming from him that Nnoitra hadn’t noticed before.

     Maybe it was just his imagination, but Jullian seemed to be in a BAD mood. Was it because he didn’t want to have Nnoitra with him? If that was the case that was not fair, since Nnoitra didn’t want to constantly stay at the house. He wanted to go out too! In any case, Jullian was the one who had invited him along. Nnoitra wasn’t good at reading people, possibly because he had spent very little time among humans. The AURA he felt from Jullian was a strange one though, even HE could notice it. It didn’t keep him from proceeding to fill the basket with several bars of chocolate.

     Nnoitra wasn’t going to ask him about his bad mood. It was none of his business, and if Jullian had a problem with him, then HE should be the one to spit it out. Nnoitra couldn’t think of anything he had done that could’ve pissed the other off, but at the same time... Maybe Jullian was getting pretty tired of him by now. Yeah, that could be the reason why he had wanted Nnoitra to come with him in the first place. To see how he would do outside - the first step to moving out. Nnoitra thought for a moment, his hand pausing mid-air as it reached for a can of soda. How would he feel about moving out? Being on his own? As a mantis being on his own had been fine, but--- How would it be in his human form? Where would he live? What would he eat? It sounded difficult. Fingers locked around the can, and he picked out another one for Jullian. He hoped he didn’t have to live on his own. At least not yet.