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[codename-freya]

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@loyaltycollared

~*~ There were bruises hidden by long sleeves, though it was obvious she had cried a lot recently. The red in her eyes and cheeks were telltale signs. She’d gotten away for now, but she knew she’d have to go back. There was nowhere else for her to go. The man who’d approached her had an air about him that made her able to open up more than she’d been able to in the longest time. She didn’t say exactly what happened, that she couldn’t do. Instead she’d told him she was hurt, hurt bad, and said four words she’d thought but never voiced before.

Haunted green eyes, dark as the middle of a forest, stared up at him. She didn’t plan to admit those words out loud. Ever since that day things got bad, though bad wasn’t the apt word to describe it. No, how she’d uttered the sentence was the best way to sum it up. She wasn’t who she had been. Not even in the slightest.The person she was had died. Kaisa swallowed and dropped her gaze. There was too much there to unfold to a mere stranger.

“It still is,” the gaunt female murmured and sighed. Why had she said something so blunt to someone she didn’t know?

Kaisa chewed on the inside of her bottom lip and let the wavy blonde locks obscure her face, as though she was hiding or retreating into herself. Would he have her go to a professional? It was one of the last places for her to want to be. She was eighteen, nothing really good would happen from a report would it? She’d still be stuck going back to her own personal hell until there was a place she could live safely, a place those who’ve harmed her wouldn’t find her.

[luminyasity]

@loyaltycollared​ from Haru.

“I’m not to sure, I understand, but riding a skateboard seems so intense! I never knew.” She’s speaking to herself, not really noticing the person standing behind her as she watched the monitor in the shop curiously.

[a-musing-mixologist]

@loyaltycollared​ asked:

“I think I am going to go stare at a wall for a while and rethink everything.”

Gravity Falls || Accepting

     “Did you burn the eggs again?  Or is it a new kitchen disaster?”

                  “Or is this a woe completely unrelated to your culinary woes?”

[omneinfinitus]

@loyaltycollared​ || Plotted Starter || Verse: I never regretted the day that I called you mine

It had been two weeks since he had lost to Langa, and the return to “normal” life hadn’t been as seamless as he pretended it was. He of course had accepted his defeat, having been reminded of what he had lost so long ago. There was a part of him that felt.. freer in a way that he could never fully describe, the muttony of his life was far more bearable than it had been. Not even his aunts could fully ruin his new found serenity.

Ainosuke even found himself being kinder to Tadashi, he found himself actually saying his name rather than calling him a dog or whatever entertaining insult he could think of off the top of his head. Though if someone were to call him out on it he would never actually admit to it, he would be far more likely to deny it with every breathe he had. However when they were alone.. it became harder to ignore the feelings that had once come to him as easy as breathing.

It was still early in the morning, there wasn’t too much terribly planned for the day. There were a few nonessential meetings in Tokyo, but they could easily be rescheduled for another day. Staring out the window, he found himself filled with the impulsive decision to blow it all off, his aunts wraith be damned.

Glancing over his shoulder he spotted just the man he was waiting for., with a soft hum turned his gaze back to the window. “My darling pup I think we are overdue for a day off, wouldn’t you agree?” he asked, finally fully turning around. Without even waiting for Tadashi to answer him at all. “Spend the day with me, we could go skating.. or perhaps you would prefer that we climb into bed and find other ways to entertain ourselves?”

[cherrigraphy]

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Ainosuke had told him about this emergency contact plan (some small attempt to assure Tadashi that he wouldn’t let things get too far out of hand with his new skating excursions), but having that plan enacted is… well, terrifying. For that first moment, Tadashi can’t breathe.

Which is probably why the person on the other end of the line (Kaoru, they’d said — Ainosuke had mentioned such a person, if memory serves) is asking so many questions, trying to confirm if they’ve reached the right person or not. Get it together, Tadashi rebukes himself. Ainosuke-sama needs you! Right now!

“Y-Yes,” he forces out, though the connection between his brain and his mouth still fees frayed. “My apologies, this is indeed Adam’s emergency contact. Please tell me your location, Kaoru-san. And Ai—” He catches himself, growing panic almost letting his young master’s real name slip. “Adam… please give me the details on his condition — I will be most useful if I can act immediately upon arrival.” He is already grabbing the keys for the secondary car of the two he drives for Shindo Aiichiro. As soon as he has a destination in mind, he will be able to leave at once.

     Kaoru couldn’t hide the relief in his voice when he finally heard someone on the other side of the line. “You are? That... that’s good, I was about to hang up,” he asserted. Tadashi wasn’t the only one with frayed nerves, it seemed. “Adam, he... he was skating a beef against this other guy and... kinda took him out when they made a sharp turn, but he ended up slipping off his own board and hit his head pretty bad,” Kaoru tried to explain. “There’s a deep gash and lots of blood. He’s not responding.” 

     He’d been skating long enough to know the difference between the kind of injury one just got up and dusted themselves off from, and the one that now afflicted his friend. Granted, it was also because he’d seen Adam put more skaters in the very same state that he’d been able to recognise it. 

     “We’re on the corner by the abandoned steel mill... Adam said you’d know exactly where.” It hurt Kaoru’s head just wrapping his mind around it. Adam had kept his emergency contact secret but had told them that said person would always know what to do and where to find them. Just who was this guy?  

[hitoripiledriver]

@loyaltycollared​ asked: “ i am going to regret this ”

sentences from the youtube series, BUZZFEED UNSOLVED. primarily taken from season 5′s supernatural investigations.

“Pshhh, nah.”

It’s not words, but the sounds resemble them closely enough that it gets his point across, the undercurrent of a laugh slipping out alongside. He shoots Tadashi a bright grin, seemingly unaware that a reckless teenager is probably the wrong person to be offering any sort of reassurance. 

“C’mon, it’ll be fun. Even guys in suits have to let   loose sometimes, right?” 

[a-musing-mixologist]

@loyaltycollared​ asked: 

“  the results were disappointing. i was devastated.  ” [[ said with a totally blank expression, no doubt ]]

Gayle || Accepting

     “Well, as long as nothing caught fire or exploded.  Cooking’s an art, not a science, and you can’t expect to get it all right the first time.  Just try again.”

     “Out of curiosity... What were you trying to make?”  He can’t be talking about the charcuterie board, right?  The only way to fail a thing like that would be if you went with those floppy processed cheese slices and baloney or something....  Please Tadashi he’s giving you more credit than that.

[a-musing-mixologist]

@loyaltycollared​ asked:

“what is  the  best  type  of  cheese?”

Weird Questions || Accepting

    “Well, best anything is subjective, but it also depends on what you want to use it for.  There’s a big difference between fresh and hard cheeses, and their uses.”

    “If you’re looking for a  Parmigianino-Reggiano type, then it’s probably Grana Padano.  For a fresh, soft type it’s hard to go wrong with a buffalo-milk burrata. Dutch blue is mild and a good place to start if you’re not used to those kind of flavors and want to try something  new. Really, it’s a matter of personal taste.  Best thing to do is sample ‘em, most smaller artisanal shops will let you.  You can even find unique things like coconut-milk gouda.”