#koushigure

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koushigure replied to your post: [*out;;] So I may or may not have set ...

wHAT DID YOU DO… 

[*out;;] WHINES A LOT... MY CAT KNOCKED WATER ONTO MY BED AND I WANTED TO DRY IT CUZ CHANGING BED SHEETS IS A HASSLE SO I GOT MY MOM'S HAIRDRYER AND TRIED TO DRY THE WET SHEETS BUT DIDN'T COUNT ON THE SHEETS SPARKING WHEN THE HAIR DRYER WAS PRESSED INTO THEM... AND I JUST KEPT DOING IT FOR I DON'T KNOW WHAT REASON...

I need an adult.

[nou-no-natto]

|| 入れ墨 || Irezumi ||

       ♫ ♪ — It was dark by the time he had left his own house, Ren tucked nicely in the inside of his bag, done with work and already having gotten permission (yes he still asks for permission) to go to Koujaku's house. The last few days put a strain on him and even when the two passed in the streets, he had to rush by with a simple greeting. So now, for once in a long time, he was the one to visit Koujaku's house so they could catch up. Aoba raised his hand, close to knocking on the door once he arrived when something didn't click in the others mind.

The door itself was ajar, as if someone forced their way in; Koujaku didn't seem like the type to leave the door opened like that, so that was the beginning indication that something was wrong. He held in his breath, easing his way in quietly and scanning the area around him, thankful the lights were on. Things were knocked over on the ground, as if there was a sign of a struggle. Aoba swallowed the lump in his throat, heading in deeper. It didn't sound like anyone else was inside, the only noise that reached his ears was that of--laboured ones.

"Kou... Koujaku?" He followed the noise into a smaller room--to be met with the sign of Koujaku huddled on the ground, familiar red kimono disheveled... nasty purple bruises were visible in some places on his skin but the thing that stuck out the most...? The colour red. Not from Koujaku's outfit, from some of the gashes on his skin, dug into flesh like it was nothing.

Who...?

"K-Koujaku...!" He had to get something to stop the blood, but other than their clothes he couldn't find anything else in the vicinity. This wasn't a time to be thinking about that--and he had other clothes at home. He took off his jacket, placing it away from the two of them and began slipping his own shirt off, hissing quietly as his sensitive hair was disturbed from the rough motions, painful sensation prickling over his scalp. He got the shirt off, carefully pushing Koujaku onto his back and looking for any major gashes he needed to apply pressure on.

"Hold on..."

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koushigure replied to your post:☄✾⋆ 

l. laughs. koujaku/noiz… i have dissolved into nothing but stupid smiles. what a ship. what a life.

[*out;;] It's literally 'I'm going to beat the shit out of you until you are choking on your own blood BUT NO ONE ELSE CAN HURT YOU //AGGRESSIVE HISSING NOISES'. It's so unhealthy It's unhealthy and the cute moments are so fleeting they cannot outweigh the rEST OF IT AND YET... I SHIP IT PRETTY HARD I HAVE A PR O B LEM OTL

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[x2] ☒ - A fact about the mun

   i. If my music isn’t loud enough to give me a headache I get physically uncomfortable and need to have it louder. And then I complain that I have a headache. It’s a vicious cycle that is entirely avoidable but I do it anyway.

   ii. I’ve failed creative writing two years in a row and every English teacher I’ve had since the seventh grade has told me that my writing abilities are sub-par at best. As a result, I have a lot of writing insecurities. They are s l o w l y getting better, however.

[x2] ☑ - A fact about the character

   i. Noiz prefers spicy food over any other. Because the only area of his body with a pain threshold at all is his tongue, food that is hot in temperature or spicy is a form of pain to him, often just taking bites right out of pepper-covered pizza that’s fresh out of the oven and burning his damn tongue on spice or heat.

   ii. The reason for his attire is not because he cares about fashion or even has a fashion, necessarily. It’s the farthest, in sense, that he could get from suspenders and blouses and the primp and proper clothing he wore as a child. He shed as much of that life as he could and refuses to hang to any memory of it, something as simple as suede shoes needing to be discarded and replaced.

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koushigure replied to your post

GUESS WHO’S REALLY CUTE. HINT: IT’S YOU, YOU’RE REALLY CUTE.

[*out;;] GUESS WHO'S REALLY SWEET? HINT: IT'S YOU, YOU'RE REALLY SWEET. ♥♥♥

crimsonjuice replied to your post

(( dat hair is gorgeous and so are u ok and i hope that doesn’t sound weird, orz ))

[*out;;] No omg that doesn't sound weird! Thank you! ;v;

akaisuzume replied to your post

love the hair!

[*out;;] Thank you! It's my natural hair, without highlights or anything in it. I need to get red highlights again but it takes 3/4 hours to get them done and I always pass out in the chair orz

[allmateraion]

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The ALLmate smiled then bowed her head, greeting the 'stranger' as he/she approached. The boss always did say, making an impression was always important. Unsure of what he actually meant, the Lioness figured she might as well make a first good impression while she still had the chance.

¸.•"Hello there. Can I help you with anything?"

Just the sound of those words leaving her mouth nearly made her laugh, but she kept in mind 'good first impression, will be the one remembered.' It's not like she cared anyways. But if she showed herself being 'crude' then it would probably reflex on her master.

[broken-ace]

koushigure replied to your post:"Red would be a fabulous color on you..."

what the hell, that’s cute !!!

//i have this headcanon where the reason that mizuki  wears red all the time is because koujaku told him he looked good in it. the opportunity was too perfect to pass up uvu

[broken-ace]

"Red would be a fabulous color on you..."

Mizuki looked up at Koujaku with a small smile. "You... think so?" Mizuki wouldn't know. He usually dressed himself in purple. It was his favorite color, after all. He had made purple the official color of his Rib team. Plus his whole tattoo parlour was purple and black anyway. In fact, he was wearing a black t-shirt with purple jeans at that very moment.

But red? He had never thought of it. The suggestion made Mizuki blush faintly. He always had a thing for Koujaku, though he never really come to terms with it. Trying to impress his friend sounded like a good idea, though. "Well, if that's the case... uh, can I try on your kimono?"