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[kusunokihimea]

[ @flakclad ] [ x ]

     Ryū just gives a breathless laugh, wasting no time in latching onto him. “Yes I’ve missed you!” she jokingly berates.

     His teasing tone and expression only make her all the more giddy - it’s been far too long since he’s gotten to give her any sass. “I’d ask you how you are, but you’d better be fine or you’re going to get a stern talking to!”

[kusunokihime-a]

[ @flakclad ] [ x ]

He blinks awake and squints up at her. He squints just as his stomach makes a noise. “Dinner instead?” he asks her as he shakes his head a little to wake up. He sits up and away form her arm. Reaching out to rub it absently to help blood-flow just in case he put it to sleep.

     Between his expression and his stomach’s rather insistent protestation at a missed meal, Ryū can’t help but bow her head forward, giggling. Only once she catches her breath does she agree. “I think that’s a good idea.”

     There’s a small sigh of relief as he sits up - it’s a little tingly, but nothing too bad. But she’s not about to object to what he’s doing, either. “So, should it be a dine in, or a dine out kind of dinner? I’m fine with either now that I’ve got two hands.”

[kittensxkunais]

flakclad replied to your post “Hayate reached for his mother. "Mama, up!" he requested i a way that...”

He was just feeling a little bit needy, and clearly Dad hadn't kept his attention very well. Hayate rested his head against his mothers shoulder as he was lifted. "Come and play?"

| 猫 |—              With the child in one hand and cat food in the other, she moved to place the bowl on the floor before standing up straight. “Okay, let me take this tea to Dad and then we can go play, deal?”

[arevmdawo]

@flakclad | continued from { x }

          "I’m just doing what you asked of me, Genma~ Don’t chicken out now unless you want a shit grade on your project.” A cheeky grin was aimed his way briefly before she resumes her chic expression for the camera, letting the man shift her hair as he saw fit. Her current position was certainly one two friends should be sharing, but it’s not as if he hasn’t seen her like this before. “Besides, it’s kind of like a boudoir photo shoot, it’s fun.”

[abyssaldespair]

@flakclad  ||  cont. from [ x ]

Really? Genma plays along now? Well, that’s interresting.

“No, I just smell the eggs. I didn’t know you could do such sophisticated farts though.” Obito says, and to be honest, it never smelled anything, he’s making things up.

[passifleur-blog1]

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          ❀ ⸺  he earns a quick huff from the blonde, she was prompt as she approached the injured colleague. “ right, ” she snorts. genma’s tough and there was no doubts he will be fine, however the male was doing an awfully bad job with the bandages. if anything, loose bandages will just be a hindrance rather than of help. ino quickly takes over, taking the whole of his arm near and on her lap as she redo’s the bandages as swift as possible. she might be able to hasten the healing, but the bleeding needs to be stopped first. “ what did this to you? ” / @flakclad​

[tealwindwitch]

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Send 😈 to slam my muse against the wall and bite into their neck with lust || Open

A soft grunt fell from her lips as her back hit the wall, mouth opening to let out a soft “ah” as his teeth dug into her skin. “G-Genma~” she moaned, voice barely above a whisper. She’d never seen him this aggressive towards her. She liked it.

[anbuinukiba]

continued from ♰ -- @flakclad 

Luckily, he hadn't been asleep when the damn fire alarm goes off. He was still neck-deep in his latest assignment, only remembering to save his work and power down his laptop before he rushed out of his apartment. He was mentally cursing whichever idiot caused the fire when a man nearly collided right into him as he was coming down the stairs.

Kiba took a surprised step back, nearly missed tumbling down the stairs and break his neck. He stared at the swearing man in front of him in confusion. There was too much chaos going on around him and he was exhausted. 

“Yeah?” He snorted. “Must have been the idiot on the fifth floor. He’s always up at this timing to cook--even though he’s such a shit cook in the first place.”