kurokibatora replied to your post: “Makoto.”
dont get in the way of friendship dragon-chan
“This is far from friendship. I won’t let you hurt him.”

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kurokibatora replied to your post: “Makoto.”
dont get in the way of friendship dragon-chan
“This is far from friendship. I won’t let you hurt him.”
kurokibatora liked your post “hi are you open to thread, and if you are do you want to plot or wing...”
“...Who are you.”
‘ It’s cool, everything is fine. If we ignore his existence he might go away. ’
@kurokibatora --- [ x ]
"Stop laughing..." Crimson hues narrowed, shuddering at his laughter, her voice soft with an odd groggy tone. Why did she feel a bit fuzzy? What on earth was going on...? Kamui groaned soon after, trying to wrap her head around everything.
Her... leg...? Wait!
Eyes went wide as she looked down at her leg. The spiral of events were a blur; she was rather pissed that he managed to hit her pretty well. That bastard! The laceration on her leg trobbed with pain and begged her to be dealt with. Gnawing on the inside of her cheek to hold back other displeasurable sounds, her hand reached to apply some pressure against the wound. How come someone find gratification in this!? She thought that -- that the note and the warning was enough to take the upper hand from the forgery this time. Was it just a trap, then? No, it couldn't have been.
"Shut up." Oh? What anger that was hidden as she tried to stand up! How cute, wasn't it? His personality, as a whole, was pressing a few buttons that didn't wished to be pressed. Her? Die from this? Only if he dared to amputate, then maybe. This is still a major disadvantage,; how can she get herself out of this to run to a room that held a med kit?
kurokibatora!
Send me URLs and I'll talk about them || Semi-accepting
@kurokibatora ~ Thy is needed for but a moment!
Ƹ̴Ӂ̴Ʒ :|| Where do I start with Cent? I’m stupidly shy when I try to talk, and write, with people I admire bUT HERE WE GO.
Your writing style flows so well and you also your characters VERY well, no matter the muse. The amount of research and love you put into them is astounding. Especially with Black Battler. Granted, I haven’t reached that far into the series yet, but holy shit I both want to learn more and punch him in the face. Ahaha. Small jokes aside, really Cent, you’re so sweet. How do you manage to do so much? Also, how on EARTH did you manage to gather so much information and write such a complicated character so well? You’re a genius or something.
Don’t stop being you; keep doing what you love. I could probably ramble more but then I’d sound like a broken record. -hides face in a hoodie and rolls away-
It will stop your breath, how cruel I can be.
deathless ♚ sentence meme || Accepting
For once, she’s not scared. No. The fear is hidden within the cage. No more. Yet, hands still tremble just slightly as they’re formed into balls. Stop her breath, though? GET IN LINE. There are so many that wish to stop the woman’s breath. Who would do it permanently, well, that was to be decided by the cards of Fate.
Swallowing the tension with a face of confidence, Kamui can’t hold back the daggers that straighten out in her sight at him. It’s disgusting how he’s finding some kind of entertainment in this maddening dance. To face one’s fear, you have to stare them straight in the face.
Do not stand down.
“Things can still change for the better. You don’t have to do this.” She’s not giving up, even if she’s not as persistent as others. She won’t stop trying to see the ‘good’ inside of him. There HAS to be a small shimmer of light somewhere.
‘ Mr. Hold on a second, you got some petals in your hair. ‘ The female chimed, reaching up to pluck the baby pink petals from the other hairs delicately as possible; not wanting to ruin the way it looked. Since his hair was such a dark color they stood out dramatically, she thought it would be unsightly; even if the petals were rather pretty, if he was going somewhere important. ‘ There we go. All better. ’
// @kurokibatora