#bloodfists

[kakuhittos]

Yo Kakucho you know how to cook and stuff right that means you know how to make complicated stuff like peanut butter and jelly?

"Complicated? Well, peanut butter and jelly-" He stops short, laughter faltering upon seeing Shion's expression and recognizing the other man is serious. Kakucho's brows knit together, smile turning into one simply flabbergasted but he doesn't have it in his heart to correct him. "... I can do that for you, if that's what you'd like. Do you want the crust on or off?"

[heartfils]

˚ʚ ⁀➷ㅤ@bloodfistsㅤsays:ㅤㅤ❝ ㅤ( Freminet -> Lyney )  He shows Lyney a little mechanical mouse that runs on its own after being wound up. "Do you think Rosseland will like it?"ㅤ❞

rosseland has always been more teammate than pet, more trickster than catㅤ───ㅤit has managed to avoid all of lyney's traps to bait it out and away from his hat with twice the cleverness and thrice the foresight, consistently two steps ahead of anyone who dared underestimate it.

there's no chance of it mistaking this for a real mouse, but an astute cat is a cat nonetheless; wind up the right toy the right way, and the chase would be just as thrilling. lyney beams at his brother, picking up the gadget and inspecting it closely.

ㅤㅤㅤ‘ㅤi know rosseland will love it! ...with any luck, it'll be more entertaining than hiding my cards.ㅤ’ㅤㅤ

[ashrifts]

ㅤㅤㅤ‘ㅤshion. tell me, what do you see here?ㅤ’ㅤㅤran is not one to look a gift horse in the mouth when the gift itself was a pastryㅤ───ㅤbut this is not a gift, it was a task, and one not completed correctly. if it had been, the pastry on his hands right now would be what he wanted, not some random éclair.ㅤㅤ‘ㅤi asked for a montblanc. does this look like a montblanc to you? do i need to fix your eyes, or your brain?ㅤ’

ㅤㅤㅤ›› ㅤ@bloodfists  ♡'d.

[ashrifts]

casually slaps ran on the back , " Your brother is a real nice guy ! "

is rindou real nice, or is shion too dumb to understand sarcasm? still, there's no denying whatever friendship is there between the two, so ran steps away with a roll of his eyes that he doesn't bother hiding. 

ugh, he's going to have to wash his shirt now. he’d return the gesture, much less amicably so, if he didn’t want to dirty his hands too. shion strikes him as the type to be extra sweaty, and he does not want to fact-check. 

          ' well, they do say idiots attract idiots. '