#l-promised-him

[yxsashii-blog]

My Tumblr Crushes:

curtainedknives

gratixsa

eviqeflammer

enkai

saboners

xviipcra

l-promised-him

beyondshadow

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( So many awesome cuties, so understandable why they are crushes  (o˘◡˘o) )

[mamorukoto]

Continued from - 💀  @l-promised-him

| |And I’ll fight - and 💀 win - and fight| |

      ... and.... now what?  How exactly was he supposed to find these so called underwater caves that supposedly hosted something mysterious and important enough to merit Geta-boshi’s time and word-count? His surroundings were unfamiliar, his phone, even spiritually crafted and enhanced, was unable to pick up a signal, here, so the aggravated youth couldn’t even manage to bitch at the eerie guy who had sent him here to ‘collect’ whaterthefuck.           The brightly-maned hybrid stood, awkward and alone on the ashy shores of a recently fried island-mass, smoke still billowing relentlessly from one of the towering volcanoes that made up... what the hell was it called?      ... really, it didn’t matter, he didn’t actually care, and this was certainly quite the pain in the ass. Did he swim, perhaps?                 Wouldn’t the water be ridiculously hot?  ... would that effect him, in his strange state between life, death and monstrosity? An amber gaze finally just cast itself helplessly out to sea, as though the shining waves might be able to tell him what to do  - -         A boat - a really big, ridiculous boat on the horizon... maybe they were heading the same direction?      Why anyone would want to tread under SEVEN VOLCANOES was anyone’s guess, but still.

                   “... oi - HEY.

                                            OIIIIIII.”

An arm raised high, belligerent tenors attempted to hurl themselves across like fifteen miles of space, which in of itself was probably useless, but if anyone on the vessel had the ability to sense him, or could see pretty well, then there was no missing the obnoxious orange dot amidst all the black.

                                                     | |So in the end - they can 💀 be safe - to smile| |

[mihhilfirratan-blog]

ok but Tumblrbot is currently trying to help @l-promised-him make friends like it’s telling him to go talk to the people he’s spam-liking the posts of and I just had to tell everyone this

[ainiitsuite-blog]

𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔐𝔬𝔰𝔱 𝔉𝔯𝔢𝔢𝔡𝔬𝔪 ::Chapter Intermission::

           @l-promised-him @whatliveson

I’ll keep it - - close,           This love that you’ve [all] shared;;

A frigid chemical response - the salted water beneath the blades held a solid form as long as long as he remained, only to melt lazily as soon as the man’s form glided further out from shore.          A lithe arch to the back, a subtle tilt of the knee, and his speed increased in a wide arc, bringing a toned form about with arms outstretched, only to suddenly bring his entire frame inward, in the position of a nervous child attempting to hide from the world within their knees. He was a blur for several long moments, before a lax few fingertips reached out toward the heavens, and he was once again creating circular patterns within the sea.

The dark-haired athlete had been doing this for over thirty minutes now - he appeared as though he might be performing some ritualistic dance to inquire the sea for assistance, but truly.. it was because when he practiced on his own, it was easier for him to work out chronic anxieties.. this specific program, while he was currently wearing the incorrect outfit for it, was of his life, after all.. Maybe if he could come up with new steps.. he could understand how to proceed.

            They were heading back to Russia, his ‘coach’ had gone ahead of he and the golden-haired punk, in order to watch the ‘Ice-tiger’ perform ... his earphones had been in the whole time, but there had been no screaming, no announcement of a crash, but when he awoke, it had been admist a wild landscape...               ... the plane, all the people on it... were gone, there wasn’t even a trace of them, he didn’t see bodies or survivors, pieces of debris... there was nothing but a few pieces of luggage. So he had done what he expected many would - he panicked and ran from the site of trauma, as soon as he noted his phone was defunct. Brightly huen glasses lay just a few feet away, partially buried in snow, and in his haste to flee, he would end up crushing them into an unusable mess.

          He tripped, of course, like a maiden in a horror movie, falling directly onto his face, momentarily, and had reached back to throw and possibly curse whatever had impeded him, only to unearth a small crate, stamped with a foreign symbol and the text ‘Vegapunk’ underneath. Inside were, strangely enough, two pairs of adjustable ice skates... with odd blinking lights and several buttons, levers and the like strewn across the face.

They seemed to work fine... they fit well...                   An invisible life was held a loft and then brought in close to the amber-eyed silver-medalist, as frosted air continued to allow him to remain just above the water... Maybe he could.. just go?                  Try and find another island, one that was actually inhabited?

                                                                    Even if I don’t know how -_                                                                     ;;[[DON’T TAKE YOUR EYES OFF ME]]

[augenbrauefreiheit-blog]

【The Den Den Mushi rings, until the Admiral lifts the receiver.】 "Shirowashi-san~? You know who this is, right? Don't have time to take any questions just now, but... I thought you might want an interesting scrap of information. There's a brat of yours in the custody of some unsavory fellows on Courtyard Briar. How do I know he's one of yours? No one around here calls giants, "Titans," even if they do 『want to murder them all.』 He's fetching about eighty million right now, fufufu..." 【ka-chak】

In regards to;; The Most Freedom [ @l-promised-him ]

A MADMAN leads - -

              … the ‘Ten-Yaksha’.Regardless of his short time with the Marines, there had been warnings, of a man which held himself to a much higher regard than all others, at the same time he would spew anarchy and unrest from a gilded tongue.        It was behavior he was far too familiar with, but in this sense.. a bit less like those too far shut inside of ivory walls to comprehend anything at all, and more akin to himself.            He would have responded, but he was disallowed due to the onslaught of rich tones pouring from a ridiculous-looking mollusk’s mouth.   A silence reigned from the Admiral’s end of the receiver, though the Den Den on the other side may have opted to attempt and recreate the vaguely manic expression building upon already intense features, a glint to deep azure denoting anything but concern.     

         … it couldn’t be.                        But it would be a perfect opportunity. It was more than likely that the events transpiring in Paradis right now were continuing on as normal, despite the electromagnetic fluxes wrenching what shouldn’t be out onto the Grand Line.. at least, according to the Kaigun scientists that had attempted to make sense of the scarce information he had about their predicament.     

            The Coordinate - the power to control Titans…     He couldn’t let the World Government have access to it, the same as he refused to hand over a mystery to the Military Police for execution.  

                   [KA CHAK]           

                            “Thank you.”

       [beruberuberu…beruberu…]

There was elsewhere to place irreplaceable pieces of a puzzle - a chest with the best defenses available, and he knew that the former Corporal would be… excited, perhaps? To have such an opportunity.

                “Levi.        I have received information - and as such, a mission for you.”

There was little point in tempting any with a Black snail in the area, so… even if it was a bit awkward to say - code was in order.

                       “Our dog was found.                 He ended up too far away from home. I’m sending you the location now, you’ll need about eighty million for the fees.”          

                                                                                               - - the DESPERATE and ENRAGED

[thesealovesme]

Continued from - [[ 🐺 ]] @l-promised-him

| |The sea I so loved, she rejects me, she rejects me!:;

            It wasn’t as though he had assumed normalcy - his survival... was something assured, it always always assured that nothing on this waterlogged rock could hope to take his existence... so the fact his revival happened to be a bit chaotic, and he had been so very close to passing those gates into a more fiery realm... was not the reason that the ashen-maned beast currently gazed towards nothing, using the bottle resting idly on the cushion beside him as an excuse for his state.                      Just what had he howled into the night, and who had been there to listen?         He knew the little Tanuki had been by his side the entire ordeal, he would not speak openly unless, in his blinded and boiling fatigue, smell tea, the forest and various wildflowers.. ..               He remembered shouts of Godhood, rambling apologies...as his shattering psyche desperately attempted to grasp pieces of itself close to the chest, so they wouldn’t scatter into the wind, or burn beneath the flames that seemed to be consuming his flesh. Most of them were of recent bonds, a light touch to that little charm that hung from his neck would solidify that in his delirium, he hadn’t forgotten... .. some of his raving was lamentations of a child hunted in the night, tired of pain and hunger, hoisting his burdens onto a deity he claimed to love with all his heart...                 .... but was that the only faith he spouted? Small flashes of a hand covered in rich earthly bangles, gingerly caressing an unscarred youth’s face as though he was her most important possession... an enormous aquarium filled with life - he wasn’t a God.                            He didn’t create any of that.             He hadn’t created anything.   But those on this vessel who had known suffering, would cringe at the use of that verbal tic... had he betrayed them, with his existence, as well?                   The little Dove with the sad eyes and hair the colour of the sea during the day.. he tended to ignore his existence, in an almost nervous manner, for he never wanted to be looked upon like one of them... .. what if that damned crazy gardener.... ever had a look of disdain when she saw him, now?     He’d get irritable, he’d have no recourse, he would rage, if he was rejected... but that would only prove something, wouldn’t it?  The bastard himself waltzed past him, distantly, and he opened his mouth as though his mind wasn’t a tumult of contradictions.                              “S’nice view, but ye’ look like shit, Tanuki-kozou.”               

  The storm-eyed elder tensed and flared, and an inferno raged toward him - causing at first, those pinpoints of tourmaline to flash a beast’s uncertain reproach.             His heckles raised, outwardly, but the ashen monstrosity’s eyes were lethargic, now, an acceptance of despair dulling that normally hell-bent gold.. and he made no move to halt the relentless grip at his clavicle.        ... it was true then... the tension wasn’t just his own... he had said too much.. even if he himself had no claims to the past, anymore - he could leave, then - he should just leave them, if his presence was triggering.. even the handsome racoon had issues with it. I don’t want to leave.             (Where are we going, Haha-hue, eh?)                               I like these little shits.        (Is it because I spoke of the sea, again, Chichi-hue, eh?)                                    It’s because I fucked up, again -                 “Seems a little severe, fer’ no harm don - n n.” That rumble escalated as the few nerves that reigned over a dulled body revved to life upon such harsh contact with his hair - it felt nice, he wouldn’t have complained, otherwise.. if this had simply been based on his incessant advances.          But the former soldier was leaning in, as though poised to devour him whole, and he decided that perhaps, if that would continue to give him a place, he’d let it occur. The reciprocation was heated, experienced in conveying each and every need, and every way he knew how to explain ‘love’, the way he knew it - all-encompassing, forever accepting.. if just in a kiss, Levi would know that blissful ache.          A calloused hand was raised by instinct, ghosting the material covering a toned shoulder, but refusing to touch, even while crimson marks burned gently at his nape... it just felt good. It felt like someone was there.                And he could feel them, see them.. hear them. The kiss was broken, and he almost leaned in to chase the warmth, only pausing as soon as feather-light tones reached his heightened perceptions.                A hellish scaffold came into view, his expression the dawn to a nightmare, the shadows of night still apparent in those tired eyes - his grin was confusion, and hopeful relief, and he looked u pon Levi as though he was seeing a ship in the distance, after having been stranded for days.

                           “Do ye’ think it’s fine, then, that m’not  a God?”                                          

                 (Do you think it’s fine, then, that I’m not a God, eh?)

                                                                             ;;Take me then, it’s where I belong, the sea, sea,                                                                                                        by the wrathful God of the sea.|

[mihhilfirratan-blog]

l-promised-him replied to your post:                                     “.. um…              eight.....                

   “Cadet Fubar, because you decided to scare the shit out of the younger recruits with your dick size, you’re now required to wear this twelve inch censor block in front of your crotch at all times, you fucking behemoth.”   

          .... quietly censors his.. entirely.. clothed self from the world...  If he wasn’t anxious before, now he had to deal with being self-conscious about something like this.

              “... I-Is it that weird....?          ... I mean... .. .. am I weird??”          

[thesealovesme]

I know you don't know me, personally and you've no reason to hear me out- but you're on the crew of someone I know. And. . .I would ask you do your best to protect Levi.

           @bloominghands @l-promised-him

| |The sea I so loved, she rejects me, she rejects me!:;

        He took a sip from the bottle containing his normal liquidized brain fogger, the sake having been only half-drained by now, as he had just now entered the establishment.    She was so reserved-looking, her very presence echoed such poise and grace that he had assumed she was some sort of lost nobility or upper-class resident come to drag some drunk servant off from the tap..         The curvaceous beauty spoke to him, her voice a demanding melody, and a brow arced past an ivory hairline, the ashen beast rising to his full height in order to address her properly, though the act may have been a bit facetious, utilizing the few inches he had over her to loom with a smirk to those fallow, scarred lips.         

                    … .. and then, it finally sunk in, the actual statement… ‘Levi…’?Ah, wasn’t that the name of the little Tanuki brat? He didn’t remember the guy ever actually stating it, and if he had… well, he probably hadn’t been listening properly.            … was this a potential spouse? Seemed a little out of the surly raccoon’s league, in terms of height and features..   …  …. wait - - to protect?                             She was asking him to protect the spastic little rotor?

                    “HAU HAU HAUUU!”

Seldom heard laughter, deep, rich, and far too boisterous, echoed from wooden panel to wooden panel, a vice of a grin splitting his lethargic features in two.

                            “I got it, I got, course’ I will, Lass.                        I’ll let im’ know that is’ suitor is waitin’ for im’ ta return safe~.                  M’Maveric, I’m guessin’ me an’ the Tanuki-kid are allies.”

        Oh, the absolute hell he was going to give Levi was probably going to end in his inability to ever have little aquatic puppies, but this was… too amazing to pass up.

                                                                       ;;Take me then, it’s where I belong, the sea, sea,                                                                                                   by the wrathful God of the sea.|