#murashippo

[thegirlwithapurpletail-blog]

"Hiyori! We have to think of punishments for the Yukines!" 

[aureaoculisx-blog]

murashippo

It was like a gentle pop, eyelids pulling back to reveal blurry vision until the world once again focused. She was vaguely aware of a few things through the fog in her mind:

                       —she had fallen asleep again but this was becoming such a normal occurrence that she hardly gave it much thought anymore.

                                 —until she realized she felt something - someone if the gentle movement of their breathing was any indication - warm pressed against her, their voice cutting through and becoming as clear as her vision.

                       ”Ah I’m sorry I fell asleep on you!”

                       A loud screeching of the chair leg was the only other sound louder than her voice as she sprang up from his side, ears and cheeks red from the mortification.

"It's fine, ya must have been tired." He chuckled after giving her the books, sticking his hands in his pockets. "Do ya need anything else or do ya want me to check these out for ya?" He asked, sadly it was only him in the library today so he had to do everything.

[aureaoculisx-blog]

murashippo replied to your post: “*whispers* i want to roleplay with people.”:

((-gently nudges you to their ask box and when you're at the edge, pushes you in-))

Rolls to your ask box.

[aeratic]

"He isn't a weapon - he's a person. Treat him as one before you think of him like that. Please." They had this conversation already, she wasn't sure why she had to bring it up again.

ɪᴛ's ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴀ sʟᴀᴘ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ғᴀᴄᴇ, and oh trust it when it’s been said, he doesn't like when she scolds. Hers is a reprimand of a different nature, this is a person who’s sent him to war, what she says to him means so much more. He grows quiet, the words hang still as he gently cants his head, gathers himself and the shreds of his dignity, stoic about how much it hurts him for her to think that the boy means to him any less than she means to him. reels through his memories till he recalls the feel of her hands on his face, that time not too long ago, and this, this is where Hiyori sets herself apart from the rest, here is what makes her different.                                    -------- ʜᴇ ᴀᴄᴛᴜᴀʟʟʏ ʟɪsᴛᴇɴs

     " Don't gotta beg me for something like that, Hiyori. Yuki's in good hands, I promise."

[yatoxgami-blog]

murashippo replied to your post:OH M Y GOD

((It’s not ‘oh my god’, anon. It’s ‘oh my yato’ c8 ))

"Yes, say my name like that.":