#inukinisms

[sylentee]

-Rubs his head three times- We're going to need good luck tomorrow, yes, yes!

Erebus frowns so hard that he’s not sure if he has ever frowned so hard in his entire life. Whoever was spreading this heinous rumor needed to stop. It had gotten to the point where even strangers were trying to touch him.

[Stop that!] he signed vigorously, smacking the man’s hand away. He was not some thing for people to touch when they pleased. 

[recollectiveprotector]

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Send 💪 ( ◕ ‸ ◕ 💪 ) for my muse’s reaction to yours showing off their arm muscles

         Well now, he certainly didn’t expect for Blair of all people to show off in front of him. The boy was slender, so muscles were not the first things to come to mind when he saw the blond. 

         “Ah,” He reaches out to poke at them. “Interesting.”

[kuahaka-blog]

There was always sound on the beach. Layers of it, overlapping on each other like folds in fine cloth. There was the most noticeable, stack on top of the rest and strewn messily about - families, the sounds of chaotic life on the sands and in the waves. It was the most common, the most jarring to hear. 

Then there was the sound, the feel of people watching. Judging. It was the sound on contestants and friends, of people who cheered and people who jeered. If one did not focus on the first layer, then surely they would find themselves nestled in this one. Like that comfortable spot you enjoy when you’re familiar with your surroundings, used to being there often. Paid to be there and uncaring of how they’d never been to the area, because all they needed to know was the ocean.

The last type was the one that one couldn’t feel unless they were out on the waves, confined to nothing but their own minds and the sea. It was that sort of noise, the sound of the spray and the rolling blue, that Kai enjoyed the most. Out atop a wave, looking to the beach as he rode in amidst the other competitors around him. 

Kai was completely soaked by the time he made it back to the beach, flashes from cameras popping in his peripherals but he didn’t blink. It was normal for people to catch photos for some article or another at these sorts of events, and he’d learned long ago to really only interact if one of them tried to talk to him. So he grabbed his board, threw a friendly smile at the closest, youngest one, and plopped down maybe five feet away. 

[shizuukana]

{[ I'm scared---But here---Can you do my URL? ]}

x | accepting.inukinisms

my opinion on;

character in general: i MEAN??? iDK P COOL, RAD. they’re a little naive sometimes idk what do you want me to say how they play them: it’S YOUR OC LMFAO I ASSUME YOu’RE PLAYING HIM RIGHT YOOO it p fking gr8the mun: sinnamon bun :u

do i;

follow them: y aasrp with them: kind of??? want to rp with them: ofc what kind of question is thisship their character with mine: shRUGS THE CHEMISTRY IDK

what is my;

overall opinion: does the heart emoji tbh bc that’s all i have to say

**Note: Mun’s answer are all to be completely honest. Don’t send url if you don’t want brutal honesty.

[recollectiveprotector]

Journal + Blair {[ Imagine him reading it a few days later && being all like---You know, lmao, yeah, sorry! XDD ]}

Send me “journal +” a muse’s name and I’ll have my muse write a journal entry about yours.

May 12

         I haven’t gotten to know Blair that much, asides from a visit or two. They are very much fleeting, never last long or anything and don’t truly go for more than a few minutes. But he does seem like a sweet person nonetheless, if not nervous about a thing or two. I can understand that. Even now, I can a bit nervous of whatever may come about my way. I suppose everyone is that way. 

         He is not a cause for anxiety or discomfort, so I can come to enjoy his presence given time. For now, we are simply acquaintances and I am fine with that. 

[corvoti]

          --inukinisms;; continued from x

The sudden outburst from his friend cause golden eyes to widen, the angel not entirely sure what to say back. Trying to be reassuring obviously wasn’t working in Shiloh’s favor, now that Blair practically wanted him gone, but there was no way the boy was just going to accept defeat and leave.

After a few beats with nothing but Blair’s sobs filling the silence, Shiloh slowly made his way over to the bed and sat down beside the blonde, before, after a moment or two of thinking, he wrapped his arms around the other. 

“F-Fine, it won’t be happiness and rainbows, b-but-- It can’t get any worse from here, can it? So it’ll only get a bit better. That’s what people say anyway...” Maybe he should stop before he says something to make the situation worse. 

“I’m just... I’m sorry, Blair....”