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[hawnks]

personal leader board of dialogue from my fic:

“You got bigger fish to fry.”/“Yeah. But you’re my fucking fish.”

“I’m vile.”/“You’re a lot of things.”

“You’re so nice to me. You’re scaring me.”/“I know. I’m sorry. Thank you for letting me be nice to you.”

[awkwardxmon]

Sleepy noises.

It’s in the afternoon. How is he still tired?

[12345bakobako]

@maria-ster

[hierophvnted]

                             noriaki was feeling needy. extra needy--- but he sat quietly on DIO’s bed reading a book while the other got ready, his eyes sneaking glances every other page or so. he wasn’t really subtle about it either, positive that DIO could feel his stare burning into his back whenever he did. when he realizes that the vampire was finally done, he marked the page he was on and set it down on the table side.

                            he could tell that DIO was about to leave the room, but hierophant’s tendrils were already webbing through the ground, wrapping themselves around DIO’s leg and wrist in attempt to hold him back from the door. he smiles before finally asking,  “ --- leaving so soon ? ”

 @xgodlike​

[meganeblond-blog]

@akairoutaite & Satsuki

            With Natsuki’s free time that day and the agency almost empty, the blond took that opportunity to practise a bit, maybe finish one of his latest compositions, since he barely had time to play the viola lately. But first, he played one song he hadn’t played in a long time. God, he missed singing.

[puppyotoyan-blog]

half-blind-feline

        Roaming the agency’s hallways, Otoya stopped when he noticed Neko in the living room. Some months have passed since he met her and the guitarist never saw the girl again after that. Curious, the redhead watched her for awhile, leaning his back against the door frame and crossing his arms on his chest. It looked like she was looking for something. “Hi, Neko~” he smiled, walking towards her. “Can I help you with something?”

[mindingxthexdolls-blog]

yourcyanidepill

Clearing away a few glasses left over from the rush earlier in the afternoon, he was humming to himself, and along with the music playing in the background. He never chose it himself- which guaranteed that sometimes he could have some tunes he didn’t entirely agree with. Various couples were occupying booths, girls and booze along with them when he looked up at the dark-haired female who had just entered. Now why did she seem so familiar? He would shrug it off to chance, and just go along with the usual niceities that went along with owning a bar. “Nice evening isn’t it?” Of course every evening was nice for him when he got to see the beauties at his job across the area stripping. 

[darknessawaitslight]

"Hmm...I wonder...Dogma? Mind if I ask you something?"