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[archived-sinfully-divine]

@cynthiaandsamus

"Mhm~ I bet yours is just itching to be serviced. Both men and women lusting for your new friend."

[naruto-9tails]

Closed plotted AU starter for @kiigan

I can't believe I failed to bring him home AGAIN.

Once again the fact that he still hadn't fulfilled his promise to Sakura, his promise to Sasuke, had him losing sleep. No matter how hard he trained he just never caught up. He could never convince him to come home. All he cared about was killing Itachi...

Well maybe it was time Naruto switched tactics, instead of looking for Sasuke- maybe he confronts Itachi instead.

In the dead of night Naruto had packed his things and left the village with just a note for Grandma Tsunade that said "Don't worry about me Grandma! I'll be back home soon!" with a little smiley face and a peace sign. He knew she wouldn't sanction this, and he didn't want a team. This was something he had to do on his own.

For a week now he'd been looking for the Akatski member. No luck, naturally, he was hunting Itatchi of all people. Didn't mean he'd stop. Didn't mean he'd quit. He would NEVER give up on Sasuke. NEVER. If he had to look for fifty years he would.... but right now he was tired and needed some rest.

Camped out by a fire, Naruto stared into the flames as he ate some crackers. Thinking hard about what he wanted to say if he did find the older Uchiha.

[agentinred]

“I hadn’t lifted my face to the sky in so many years that I almost forgot it was there,” Carmen murmured, her voice carrying the weight of a hidden melancholy. It was as if the sigh that trembled at the edge of her lips had been her only companion in a solitude that stretched beyond memory. Simultaneously, her hands clung to the garden hoe in front of her, dragging it through the dark, fertile soil with renewed vigor.

Starter | @fragmentmemories | Xochi

[righteousruin]

“Violence isn’t an emotion, but it is now.”

Things My Friends Have Said

"I enjoy this side of you, Wayne." The rare occasions the corner of his mouth twists upward always seem to be thanks to the Bat, whether Bane is the object of his ire or simply audience to it. And while laughter is reserved for more dire, or at least surprising, news, his amusement is clear. "Always nice to stand on common ground, no?"

[in-its-code]

@cultbunny said: " i know you can understand me. " ( from the what big teeth ask meme! )

what big teeth, pt. 1.

When you're dead, you aren't quite omnipresent, but it is generally easier to know what's going on.

Bonnie likes knowing things. It's why she picks and chooses who she has a 'chat' with; Some arcade-goers, she finds, have better reactions to scares. People tend to act differently when they know they're being watched, but no one ever thinks they're being watched when they're playing an arcade game. Silent observation was effortless, and she always had the upper hand.

(It's one of the things she likes about this new... well, it's not really a lifestyle, is it? New... state of existence. Sure, she could call it that.)

An innocuous comment like that throws all that out the window.

Bonnie considers bunself lucky that bun can't show any obvious signs of surprise as a cabinet (With 'obvious' being the keyword. The screen flickers and the speakers drone for a moment, but that could mean anything.) Bun may be dead, but bun'll let go of this world before bun lets go of bun's pride.

Bonnie's story was far too fanciful for anyone to just guess it. She must have heard something of a playground rumor about bun ; Bun's scared more than a handful of kids at this point, and bun knows quite well they can never keep their mouths shut.

A dialogue box appears, unprompted by the game.

"Aren't you a bit old to be listening to rumors?"

[iamtheswarm]

      ↳ @nomadpvnk​​ asked, “ “i ruined everything.” for Vik Vektor ”

      he liked his back alley business. in fact, the only thing that was back alley about it was the location, but details. from the little portable television at his bench a boxing match played through, the announcer’s voice bouncing and lilting through the details in rapid-fire description. but vik paid no mind to it, not as much as he usually did, at least. he tinkered with his left hand, adjusting the tool custom to any of night city’s ripperdocs, as he almost always did ---peering through the tinted shades of sunglasses. there was a song about that, some archaic thing he’d heard once on the net.

      and though he didn’t look at v, though he was bent over his own tuning, he was listening. ( some might argue viktor’s bedside manner left something to be desired but those people could, frankly, fuck themselves ). “ yeah, you think so? why’s that? ” ------he wouldn’t even begin to pretend he understood what she was going through. it was hard for vik to imagine someone in night city who got bent-over and ram-rodded as hard as v did, but that was the city. the most he could do was patch up the aftermath, with ( hopefully ) soothing words or the talents of his trade.

[theperfectpsychic]

Starter for @cartoonyvillainisms !!

It's Reigen, sandwiched between two signs that attach with string over his shoulders. No matter if you look at him from the front or back, there's an inescapable, bold message. <Ghost Wanted For Hire. I NEED MY REVENGE>

Otherwise, the streets aren't that busy since it rained recently and is a cold grey-blue colour all around. Even if Max tries to ignore him, it seems likely Reigen will leap at him. There's certainly no other takers on his job offer.

[frozencaesor]

☘️ (@feiyun-commerce)

 @feiyun-commerce​  “Well...” 

The exorcist boy puts a hand on his chin, closing his eyes as he thinks... “Ah. If you wish to hear the story continue from when you were last at the Heyu Tea House, catch Tea Master Liu Su a day early, and put in a request. However, he may start the story from the beginning instead, which would be a repeat of the story you already know.” He lets out a sigh, shaking his head.  “And then you’re left back cliffhanger you started with.”