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[gabelandescrocs]

another mingi blurb coming right at ya soon heh

[agapesolis]

I've decided to start writing ficlets for pairings featuring Kira. Because I can. 

Pairing: Allison/Malia/Kira (ao3)

“I told you this was a bad idea, didn’t I tell you?” Kira’s head snaps Allison’s way. “I told her!” She draws in a sharp breath, tightening her grip around the flower patterned chair.

Allison nods frantically, swallowing hollowly, “Yes, yes you did. Multiple times, babe, but do you think you could bring this up in about fifteen minutes, when we have this thing up the stairs and inside the apartment?” She suggests less than lightly, the weight of the chair taking a toll on her, straining her voice.

“He didn’t deserve it. He pushed me out of the way to get it. Besides, we left the money there,” Malia repeats for the sixth time in the last hour. “Against my will.” She mumbles angrily.

“Well, this is already sort of stealing, if we hadn’t left money it would’ve been straight up stealing, and I don’t think I can deal with being a thief.” Kira replies desperately, giving small steps forward. This really shouldn’t be to heavy, but oh my god, the hardwood and the heavy cushions aren’t making any of it easier.

Malia shoots her a dirty look, “You're a Kitsune.”

“Yes! Honest, record free Kitsune!” She replies quickly, wishing she could kick her girlfriend in the shin.

“Okay, you two, it’s done, alright?!” Allison chimes in, “We st—sort of stole a chair from another person’s  apartment. How wrong it is is arguable, but what matters is that it is five in the morning and we have the chair on the streets.” She counts, “So can we concentrate on getting inside first? Please? We really need to get some sleep.”  Allison’s eyes grow that sort of mom steel resolve that gets both Kira and Malia to settle down, at least until further notice, and their looks drop.

They stay silent for a while, only grunts resonating as they move closer and closer to their building. Kira’s the first to speak again, after pulling and pulling on her bottom lip with her teeth, “It's a lovely chair.” She compliments sincerely, because it actually is a pretty nice chair—she doesn’t know if she’d break the law for it in any other circumstance, but, oh well.

“Thanks.” Malia answers tightly before letting out an easy breath, “I'm sorry I made you steal it. I know you take the law very seriously, for whatever reason.” She smiles small and fond, still not meeting her girlfriend’s eyes.

Allison giggles, adjusting her hold, “This is very sweet, but, Kira, can you maybe summon some inner strength?” She suggests, “My hands are starting to cramp… and burn.”

Kira’s eyes shoot wide open, “Oh—oh, god, yes! I’m sorry, I just forget about it sometimes. I’ll get on it. Sorry!” She fawns, laughing through her embarrassment.

“Suck it, Mark! I got the chair.” Malia mumbles happily just as Kira’s eyes glow the color of sunset.

[justtjordon]

[broken-kane]

First encounters || Kane & Viktor

The darkling shifting into the rec room, his steps practically silent against the cold tiles of the asylum. Once having entered the room he paused to inhale whatever scent he could find, hoping to remember it for later reference. Kane gently placed his hand on the table as he walked into the room, digging his nails into the plastic table top and leaving claw marks in his wake.

[cracktomroffrance]

Dear Cousin,

Dear Cousin,

So, you're a lawyer now, well, again.

That must be great, you know bringing the  truth in your stride.

I'm proud of you.

Rooting for you

Ralph.