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[gumpistol]

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    sev, seven! my friend! where do i even start?? he is amazing! i see sev on my dash and my eyes sparkle in awe! i look at him and can't help admiring him for being fearless and unafraid to stand up for doing the right thing. he probably doesn't realize it, but sev inspires me to be better and to be more courageous in so many ways — whether that's working towards unmasking my own autism and being more direct with communication and my needs ( because of things i've learned from him ), firing me up to be more involved in activism for causes that are important to me, or by living his own truth and being his authentic self through gender, thereby giving me even a little more confidence to do so myself. sev is a brilliant and passionate human being that i've enjoyed getting to know and plot with, even when he and bells poke fun at me for calling a teapot cozy a jacket 

    but damn! that doesn't even delve into sev's writing and creativity! he has a beautiful and unique take on law, that of course is further amplified and built on by the story and world building of your guys' acelaw. he has also been so vital in plotting our OP OC pirate crew, and i already love the dynamic that we've started out with for boog and weld, which i'm always craving to plot more for and build their story even more! truthfully, he has helped make OC creation an entirely different experience than i expected and 500% more fun

    but wait!! that's still not all!! because of sev, i got back into fairy tail, and revisited a character i never imagined i would get back into writing. because of our discussions about sanji and luffy's dynamic, and how he writes sanji, i have a new love and appreciation for his character. and there are so many other little things that i could bring up, but this is getting long ( whoops ), so i'll leave it at that for now. anyway, thank you sev for being my friend and for aiming to be your most genuine self and for being so open to sharing your knowledge with me! you are the coolest and deserve all the love <3

@kiriage / @enjomo

[mingos]

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me accosting @kiriage on all platforms with my love (also in the form of never shutting the fuck up)

seven is my favorite number, so it is absolutely no surprise to me that seven also turned out to be one of my favorite new people to terrorize on here. i was already primed & psychologically conditioned to realize his power and how cool he is, the universe has been preparing me for this moment. chronically ill gang! excluded from p.e. gang!

he is also technically the main reason why i even started this blog in the first place, because of this post i made where, rather than being a positive role model for wayward kids like my cora tries to be, doflamingo is a gremlin who would teach them about stuff like racketeering and tax evasion. so now every once and i while we just say "doflamingo tax evasion" to each other.

but, wow, now that i have this blog i can't imagine not having this blog. it has absolutely cracked my brain open and speedran getting me out of my depressive funk i've been in for literal years, so i guess that means i owe him my life now.

also, i am looking forward to continue being the #3 supporter of his + @enjomo's acelaw agenda on both blogs now. cora, the confused but actually supportive dad, and doffy, the uncle from hell who wants to beat law to death with a brick and will most likely help the two of their muses grow closer together through added trauma & stress. that is how i show my love: through terror.

[ferromagnetiic]

@kiriage @enjomo

// the duality of man

[kickxsscook]

@kiriage sent: company .   silently  sit  with  my  muse  to  comfort  them.

The constant of machines' beeping, nurses running up and down and that unmistakable smell of lingering sickness and antiseptics.... it's unbearable. Thankfully, the cardiology section of the hospital has a large balcony where Sanji found some peace and quiet, and he sneaks a cigarette even though it's strictly prohibited near the hospital. His hands are shaking, lightning his cigarette becomes a struggle but he can't imagine keeping it together without it.

The door to the balcony slides open, and the same resident who's just shared the unavoidable truth with him, joins the blonde on the bench silently. Sanji glances over at the man, not quite sure if this was protocol, or if he was here to scold him about smoking... but he finds he can't keep the words in any longer.

"Isn't it ironic? That old man's the rock in my life, I never imagined him crumbling like that. One second he was yelling at a waiter, and the next... he was on the ground. I've... I've never seen him being weak or needing help before."

[rahbid]

TARGET   :    TRAFALGAR, LAW. LOCATION   :   @kiriage​​​​​​​​​ ASSIGNMENT   :   inbox cleanout   /   kiss roulette. ENCRYPTED   :   31  ...   A kiss to the inner thigh

        it would hate to confess this, for anyone to know the softness law inspires within it. how it sits, wanting and patient, between his thighs, lavender gaze enamored as he reads. any other day, it might be draped over his shoulders or curled into his lap - but now it is on its knees, chin digging into the patch of flesh just above law’s knee. watching. studying him while he studies the delicate intricacies of the flesh. it is not certain if it is boredom or affection for the smallest twitch of muscle in his face that overtakes it, moves its body into a newfound responsiveness. it begins with a sensation law is quite familiar with - its nuzzling head, leaving the imprint of floral - herbal scented hair against his thigh, the softest noise of dissatisfaction slipping past its closed mouth.

        it glances up at him through pale lashes - knows better than to interrupt him, uncertain of what it even wanted out of its incessant movement and affection. it considers, for a moment, it could even be pleased merely continuing on without him looking at it once - what an odd thought. not like it at all. logic does not stop it though, as it starts to toy with the idea, wonders if he truly is too engrossed to notice it or if he’s playing into whatever it is doing. gaze returns downwards, nuzzling stops - head of wispy pale replaced now with its lips, pink and glossy and pressing into his inner thigh. it’s oddly peaceful.

[sylvva]

@kiriage​ ♡’d

♞ 𓏬 The room buzzed with the sounds of joy and celebration. A noise Izo had once been very familiar with, but hadn’t heard in a long time. The nostalgia made him feel a bit old, and for a few moments he had decided to stand back and watch gathering. That is when he noticed someone else separated from the  crowd. 

      ❝I hope you’re enjoying yourself.❞ Izo had come up with a bottle of sake, pouring himself a small glass before offering. ❝After all, there wouldn’t be a celebration without everyone here, including you.❞

[fleurdemonio]

you're lucky you only got away with a scratch.

"I've had worse," she states quietly but without boasting. There's nothing to be smug about — she's still haunted by the sensation of Diamante's iron spikes impaling her back, the way they scraped against muscle and bone.

"But you're right. He got sloppy; I got lucky. And that's not a game I want to play.

...I really should've learned to wield a sword by now."

[mingos]

@kiriage ❤️'d for a loaded question.

　❝ if you could have saved only one of them, who would it be? ❞