#lovenwar

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@lovenwar​   ---   “Even demons need some love.” Because Numai is going to give smooches

“   uh   ---   ”   kuroo’s train of thought halts ; hands pausing on the controller and rearing his head back , neck straining from the awkward angle where he’s sat on the floor , staring wordlessly at the other looking back at him. there’s a look in kazuma’s gaze , speculating , like he’s trying to work something out in his head and kuroo wonders if he even meant to say it out loud. had he somehow given off that impression ? he’s a demon. they don’t exactly thrive off affection or anything , not that kuroo can even remember the last time someone offered it. he doesn’t expect it , nor does he really think he deserves it , either.   “   no offense , but , what ?   ”

kazuma shifts in lieu of a reply , sitting on the edge of the couch and leaning to the side , arm propped across his knee. kuroo’s brain is telling him to move , but the determined glint in kazuma’s eyes is enough to keep him still , frozen in place. it’s not the first time kazuma’s been this close. kuroo’s adapted pretty well to daishou’s circle of friends , though kazuma has definitely been one of the more curious ones out of the group , hanging around more often than not. kuroo doesn’t mind. they get along pretty well and the company is nice. but it’s a thing , apparently , so if kazuma sits a little closer to him sometimes kuroo doesn’t try to stop him.

whatever the thing is , though , doesn’t linger on his mind for long ; because a kiss presses to the tip of his nose , scorching heat across his face and spreading to his ears. what the fuck ? another one presses against his forehead , next to one of his horns , and kuroo about loses it.   “   oi , kazuma !   ”   a final kiss smacks on his cheek , before kazuma leans back with a smirk , and kuroo is so fucking embarrassed he punches him right in the leg.   “   seriously ?! what the hell was that ?! if you wanted to kiss me you should have just said so !   ”   no , shit , wait   ---   he definitely didn’t mean to say that. fuck.

[mcnstros]

@lovenwar​ said:    “You are unusually friendly for a demon.” satan lmfao

“ —am i? “    sorun can’t really recall being told something like that before. they can’t exactly accuse satan himself of not spending enough time with every demon that exists or has existed at one point to get to know them, especially when there are so many. he’d never get to do anything else! still, he should know hell has some demons in it that are friendly and nice, right?

after a moment they simply shrug, hand him his mug of coffee and sit down across from him.    “ i know the humans have us written off as cruel, inhumane beings, but i know some of us are nice. i am an example of that, no? “    perhaps the demon that created them went crazy with the sugar, spice and everything nice. sorun doesn’t mind, though. they look at satan with a cheerful smile.    “ i will take what you said as a compliment, then. “

[tenacityreturns]

@lovenwar​ // aomine

kagami scans maji’s for a free table, with the tray of twenty-four burgers smelling divine right below his nose. it isn’t busy today. he chooses one of the two-person tables by the window and is about to sit down when he recognises aomine sitting by himself in another booth. ah! kagami is walking over before he can change his mind. “yo,” he says with a gesture towards the opposite seat. “can i sit here?”

[haeroics-a]

@lovenwar​   /   starter call for daishou.

   he’s got a dictionary in one hand, and rey holding onto the other. granted, she didn’t look too happy. sixteen and ... promptly humiliated by her father’s pitiful japanese. but, she let him suffer, mostly because he’s trying to learn. so, no “external influences” allowed. he sighs, makes a gesture. “ your ... your admissions. where are they. ”

[moondeitys]

KAGAMI  :  ‘ can i have a word? ’ kagami @ aomine LMFAO                                                                              ​ @lovenwar​ /  question starters.  /  accepting.

❛  depends,  ❜  aomine says.  he’s staring at his phone,  where messages from satsuki are flooding the notification center.  he hasn’t quite absorbed what she’s texting him paragraphs about,  but he sees   ‘  kuroko  ‘  and   ‘  cute  ‘  and it’s far too easy to come to the conclusion of what she’s texting about.  ❛  am i getting free dinner out of it  ?  ❜  he asks,  looking up from his phone towards kagami.  he’ll listen regardless is what aomine wants to say,  but he’s not willing to be so obviously soft on the other.  he’s got a reputation to uphold,  people to impress.

[bkugsa]

“ i can't swim today , seijuro-sensei. ” though words were unexpectedly kind , his tone masked that up. katsuki's tone being harsher than usual. that is not to say he is kind at all to seijuro: for he didn't enjoy the other's company at all. the boy recalls the day he bit into his arm and that sweet blood came flooding into his mouth. a weirdly shaped hat on his head , two little cones sticking out. that being said , his back was hidden very nicely ... boy , what are you hiding?

[hiisfire]

‘ you think the only reason someone would go back to someone is because they have a magical penis? ’ yeona....@ prince

—  —  —  BUZZFEED UNSOLVED SENTENCE STARTERS

 ( p ) tongue in cheek, “ why do you think women go back    to their horribly rich ex-husband? ”     a pop sounded from the pocket of his cheek as the kitsune    began to draw a straw to his lips.    that fucking look he gave the other-- don’t exactly have to blurt    out the answer to that question.    “ money. magic. what’s the difference? ”

[selflesstwin-x]

@lovenwar​ said: He does look a little under the weather. Takashi's never been one to pry too much into his friends' and their personal lives, so he's just going to do what he can - in the form of a small hug. ( soft hugs...)

       He had stepped outside to get some fresh air and process the emotions that had been piling up. Thinking that no one was around, he allowed himself to drop the fake smile and relax for a bit. He’d stay outside for a minute or two, then head back in, but before he could put on the happy face, he felt a small embrace. Looking up, he smiled a little when he saw the hugger, “Mori-senpai...” The gesture was gentle and sweet enough that it formed tears in Kaoru’s eyes, “...Thank you, Mori-senpai.”