❝ HEY ! what kind of snacks do you got ? share them, share them ~ ❞ she chimed before her hand started making it’s way towards the snacks laid out in front of them. / @dataxslinger
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❝ HEY ! what kind of snacks do you got ? share them, share them ~ ❞ she chimed before her hand started making it’s way towards the snacks laid out in front of them. / @dataxslinger
AH . how good you’ve been , at avoiding people from the group that associated themselves with hunters --- but apparently not good enough . freeze in place , ice a poison in your body ; but try not to stare , golden gaze returning to the floor . ❝ i ... uh ... ❞ maybe you should cut your losses and RUN . ❝ i’m here to pick up ... um , um ... paperwork under ... ishikawa ... ❞ OLD HABITS DIE hard , you suppose ; even now , you can’t help but do father’s bidding from time to time , can you ?
@dataxslinger * & / starter call .
😍 ( Sending this from Vergil tbh )
Send 😍 if your muse finds mine ATTRACTIVE | accepting !
GOOD.
@dataxslinger || Starter Call
“If you’re looking for Juan, he’s not here so it’s best if you...oh.”
Blue eyes shift to properly look at the person at the door, too young to be her father’s hunter buddies who enjoyed taking advantage of his hospitality. Definitely not a witch. Outside of a select few, she barely interacted with her own sort. Leaning against the door frame with her arms crossed, the tattoed witch instead arched an eyebrow at the shorter male.
“You do know there’s no point in asking for a reading, don’t you?”
¥ ( Pretend this is sent for Vergil as his blog is not done. WHOOPS )
STILL ACCEPTING !
Put ¥ in my ask and my muse will rate your muse on:
Looks: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10Personality: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10Attraction: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10Would they date them: yes | noFavorite thing about them: he always seems to have plan / calm & collected .Least favorite thing about them: when he ignores me !
@dataxslinger | continued from (x)
“Would you expect anything less of me, Inumuta?” Should she be calling him Houka now? She never called anyone by their first name besides Ryuko and Ragyo. In the first case it was a sign of affection, in the latter as a show of great disrespect. It was still strange to be addressed as merely Satsuki, though she didn’t mind it from any of her Elite Four. They were no longer at her right hand, but their diverging paths didn’t mean they would never see each other again.
Satsuki nodded. “If you have somewhere in mind.” She rarely went out, so she didn’t know the restaurants and cafes in the area well. “How have you been?”
@dataxslinger selected himiko.
❝ you’re not the person i’m looking for ... ❞ she was almost DISAPPOINTED. who was this guy ? she was too disinterested to care. what was this cleaned up look ? totally not attractive. however, the temptation to bloody him to her liking was high, but she wanted to find her real TRUE love.
❝ do you know where midoriya izuku is ? ❞