You got any uhhhhhhhhhhhh bones
not at the moment; give me five minutes & i’ll be sure to have all of yours!

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You got any uhhhhhhhhhhhh bones
not at the moment; give me five minutes & i’ll be sure to have all of yours!
big leo energy / @dlvrygod
❝ you’re a god of what? ❞
are we --- bros
❛ ..bros? ❜ the villain's puzzlement is evident by his positioning of a question in place of an answer. even his stiff PRONUNCIATION of the term bespoke volumes: he has observed such SLANG being utilized on the internet, but it was the first time he was hearing it IN PERSON!
❛ if you speak of our affinity as acquaintances & prospective allies, then yes – i suppose we are . . . ‘ bros. ‘ ❜ as the self -- proclaimed modern ninja, any admission about his inexperience with present day components of speech would be INSULTING. ( but despite the sliver of confidence in his manner, he still goes on to pronounce the word oddly.. )
◜ STARTER. ( 1 / 1 ) @dlvrygod
❛ is it . . . comfortable, living like this? ❜ the ninja’s appraisal of the other’s abode is accompanied by a quizzical stance: hand on hip, one foot rooted on ground as the other raises to test the engawa deck. uneasily noting its lack of promise -- wood groaning beneath the WEIGHT of even a most negligible, mousy step. ❛ ––––appearances certainly say otherwise. i have no place to speak, but your so -- called ‘ shrine ‘ looks more like a HOVEL than a HOME. ❜
“...’Kay, but god’s not real.”
@dlvrygod aria call.
29. A memory they can’t let themselves forget
Korekiyo’s death was not pretty. ❝ I saw it weeks before it came. ❞ The heavy weight of the truth that sat on his shoulders , the fear that came before. Fate tormented his nights , his lover , so devout &. so brave faced heaven alone for Hikaru. The flashing images that played over his eyes time &. time again. The sight of his lover turning to look behind him &. the hard ground slamming the breath out of his. Eyes shut unintentionally out of pain , exhaustion , &. instinct hitting him in constant waves. The sound of steps on the earth stopping slowly. At this point , Hikaru beings to pray for his lover that he knows will never come back to him. There is an exhale in hard distress , eyes open &. gold colored irises meet Korekiyo’s. A breath taken sharply in fear , teeth gritting , perhaps ready for death. Even watching , Hikaru can feel the unholy rage from the divine grow as the blade raises to touch his lover’s ribcage gently , as if an angle is caressing him. Words are spoken &. Hikaru cannot understand. The sound entered smoothly through the gap between his third &. fourth rib. Loud , violent pulsing spread throughout his lover’s chest , Hikaru can almost hear their heart slowly dying. Eyes cannot leave the sight of the blade being pushed deeper , &. like a bursting , ripe fruit, blood poured down his front. Heavy is the head that wears the crown , but light is the soul that tried to destroy it.
( memories / @dlvrygod )
♫ - Do you listen to music when you write? If yes, what kind of music, if no, why not? ☤ - Have you ever had to go to the emergency room? Why?
♫ - Do you listen to music when you write? If yes, what kind of music, if no, why not?
I listen to music while i write , it’s rare that i’m not listening to something while I do anything in fact. Normally , the kind of music that i listen to depends on what muse I’m writing at the moment &. the genre of writing that I’m trying to approach. But , my first pick will be the playlist ❝ Horny with Dark and Religious Overtones ❞ which can be found on Spotify.
☤ - Have you ever had to go to the emergency room? Why?
I’ve been to the emergency room more times in my life than i would wish to be , not counting birth of course. Two of those times are rather personal matters that I would not like disclose to the whole dash. But , the one of the times was when i tore my acl in my sophomore year of high school.
( mun / @dlvrygod )
Pwease sir May I haz a bone
*cracks u open like an egg & takes out ur bones* here