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@kachiiku liked this for a starter ( not accepting!! )
┃ ┄ ┅ “YOU REMIND ME of a young man who annoys me. Watch your tongue and we’ll be fine.” ─ ━ ♚ │
Your art is so cute ohmg pls never stop drawing q v q * coughs like* especiallykimiyuu
aaaaaa thanks!! and ofc i’ll never forget about kimiyuu lol kimiyuu needs more love
kachiiku
“i’m quite interested if my place as EMPRESS OF THE NIGHT & YOUR MOM is already taken away from me?”
Sends you my url-- I dont care which account you to it for tbh.
Accepting !
My Opinion on; Hyakuya Yuuichirou (bc i honestly do not know rene that well)
Character in general: yuu !! a precious child who deserves better, when will he get peace and happinessHow they play them: kayleb’s yuu is amazing & beautiful and incredibly snarky. i love it. The Mun: kAYLEB, a beautiful friendo, a meme, calls me swanky, god i love them so much they’re the raddest,
Do I:
Follow them?: hell yeah
RP with them: YEWant to RP with them: Y ES!!!
What is my;
Overall Opinion: 👌👀👌👀👌👀👌👀 good shit go౦ԁ sHit👌 thats ✔ some good👌👌shit right👌👌th 👌 ere👌👌👌 right✔there ✔✔if i do ƽaү so my self 💯 i say so 💯 thats what im talking about right there right there (chorus: ʳᶦᵍʰᵗ ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ) mMMMMᎷМ💯 👌👌 👌НO0ОଠOOOОଠଠᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒ👌 👌 💯 👌 👀👀 👌Good shit!!!!!
**Note: Mun’s answer are all to be completely honest. Don’t send url if you don’t want brutal honesty
kachiiku ;;
ℋonestly, Guren had forgotten the last time he’d fallen into such a deep sleep. It had been ages since he last dreamed, since he had proper sleep. With the ongoing war and regular meetings, he was more often than not nearly pushed to exhaustion, even if he chose not to let it show on his expression. It was no surprise that it was only before a mission that he had some time for himself to properly sleep, and it had been a very deep slumber, despite the cuckoo clock in his room chiming out a loud series of eleven bird cries.
คs if on cue, the fragmented series of memories and fiction seemed to meld in an almost tangible form in his dreamscape. There was a lot of blood, lots of scuffling. A scream then resounded through his head, and he felt it tear through his body. Calloused fingers grasped the sheets he rested on, his brows furrowed so tightly that he couldn’t discern if it were his head that hurt or the nightmare that now wrecked havoc on his mind.
ʂhe appeared then, her small frame lithe, her beautiful red eyes filled with terror, her lavender hair enveloping her round face streaked with tears. Mahiru-- Her name almost left his parched throat, but it never made it out, never did. He couldn’t. And he could only watch as the telltale horn appeared, the sharp teeth, could only watch as his hand drove the sword into her torso. The scream resounded again, and he then realized that it wasn’t hers. It could’ve been hers, but a louder, more masculine one reverberated through him. The scream was his.
ℬy then he was woken up by a nudge on his shoulder, and a visible shudder trickled down his spine, followed by an instinctive lash of his fingers out at the thing that had tore him from his sleep. The familiar sight of ebony hair, adolescent emerald eyes and slightly oversized pajamas was a small relief from his nightmare, and Guren exhaled a hitched breath of air. “Oh it’s...just you, huh? ...The hell’re you doing here? It’s--” His eyes flicked to the cuckoo clock and belatedly realized it was fifteen minutes past eleven at night, “--eleven. What do you want?” Hopefully, if he kept talking, he’d forget about the nightmare, even though it was still very fresh in his head.
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She still tells u that u write like a second grader
i’d make her read all of my gay porn to make her suffer if she even d a r e d to