#anticivillain

[batteredmettle-archive]

anticivillain replied to your post: Next time I find a baby by themself. I’m taking...

“Alternatively: sell them on the black market.”

“Wh-why would I do that?!”

[madshinobi]

Imitation is a sincere form of flattery, however; I think surpassing the original is a little much.

Oh, oh this is not in any way superior than myself-

And I am not flattered. 

[hyugainterior]

You have a reputation as a blessing to the community; the hero we are unworthy of. You are so kind and a soothing presence, thank you.

Ego Building!;

(Hello there! We do not interact a lot and I find that a shame. I still have your URL meme sitting here and I haven't forgotten to do it, I'm just a very far bit behind!

You're kind for this, a whole lot, and I appreciate that with great honesty. To receive such high praise is always stunning to me, because I don't understand it. But I am not a hero, and you lot deserve a lot better than I.

I hear that a lot: 'You're kind/sweet/etc', but I wish that what I do was just the bare minimum to be done. You all deserve much more.

Regardless, you take care, please? I like see you back after your small disappearance, you're such a welcome addition to the dashboard! And my IMs/Discord are always open for chatting; you're always welcome to them! Stay safe and stay happy!)

[nidaimesenju]

anticivillain replied to your post: Being incredibly uninspired I had assumed Ghoul...

Waaaaaait, I didn’t vote yet.

The course is already set.

[icaruswclks]

anticivillain replied to your post: “Long time no see.”

“Hey mamacita.” *eyebrow wriggle*

“Hey, how have you been?” 

[ketsuekki]

@anticivillain 

you wanted shit drawings of mimi && izaya so I delivered     !!

[uzumakipinnacle-blog]

‘ You confuse me for someone with remorse.. ‘

“It seems I am not the only one making mistakes in my perceptions then.” Mito murmured, the urge to summon golden chains to bind or rip simmering just below her control- whichever would most aptly deal with this threat she was now facing. 

Her village, her home could not be compromised. Not again. 

Uzushiogakure had fallen, but Uzushio lived on. They kept small, isolated, stayed out of others way and cut all contact with those who could have betrayed them- how else had mist known how to fell the golden city? Any dealing not with Uzushio folk was strictly limited to polite and subterfugal. 

No one could know there were survivors- not now not ever. And here came this boy, threatening things he didn’t understand, seeking to rip away their anonymity and their peace. Not again. 

She was Mito Uzumaki, daughter of headman Asahina Uzumaki, last descendant of the true line of the glorioius Uzumaki clan and she would not allow this threat to go unanswered. The forests surrounding new Uzushio village were dark and quiet, a perfect place for a stranger to disappear. 

“Which do you suppose is stronger? Love, or greed?” Beneath her Kimono, her feet slipped into a stance handed down by generations of Uzushi refugees. 

“Would you like to find out?” 

[nidaimesenju]

anticivillain replied to your post: You've earned this fashion statement

No, it’s a shirt. A shirt that has a pocket protector.

In which case my already tenuous interest has run out.