#iwtv#interview with the vampire#the vampire armand#assad zaman
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"i'll punt you into next year" so like.......the most lightest nudge w your foot from the couch while simon sits on the floor and she presumably flops dramatically and wails
EXACTLY.
she falls on her back and forgets she's no turtle to stay wailin in that position.
How many ships do you have? Lmao
not enough. too many. by what standards am i measuring? these are important details in order to answer this question, little anon. c: for the record, however, i love all my ships! did you know platonic interactions and friendships could be considered ships, too? kagome has a lot of love to give to her friends and family.Β
m!a: big tiddies uou have em like massive mommy milkies
Ah, there go the buttons of his shirt, bursting violently as his chest expands in a sudden whim to accomodate that new pair of heavy tits. His hands are held up in surprise as his heart pounds against his ribs, he has no idea what to do with those yet but he will figure it out.
He had only himself to blame for referring to his pecs like that.
Apartment empty. Two men enter the girls' apartment with intent to destroy. Kagome's bedroom in the back was their destination. They tear pillows and blankets, throw all her belongings around the room. Scattered valuables paint the floor as photos dispersed'; ripped and the girl's face carved right out. Her vanity is destroyed, bedroom window shattered. They leave before anyone can return home to catch view of the culprits. (Yakuza AU )
π ; no face ! ( ft.Β @daikusedai, @chxmpionofjustice, @dokusedai )
π πππ’ πππππ πππ π πππ πππ πππππππ meant kagome was exhausted at this hour. not because she didnβt love spending time with him, she did, truly. but because there was always so much to do and they spent so many hours talking. it was nice and now she was content to come home, flop on her bed, and disappear for awhile beneath soft blankets. usagi had mentioned sheβd be with her cousin and sango was sango, kagome could never really pinpoint where she might be at any given time. this wouldnβt be the first time sheβd spend the night in the apartment alone. with that in mind, walking in and slipping her shoes off was one thing, but the unsettled feeling at the pit of her stomach tripled and she was left unable to quite catch her breath.
had she not been lost in thought, she mightβve realized the door was unlocked, even if closed. the apartment is quiet, too quiet, and dread drops like a bomb down into her gut.
panic doesnβt truly set in until sheβs back towards her own room, door left ajar. even here, she can see the way clothes hang out from the door and the feeling of wrong solidifies. it turns in on itself and sheβs barely able to swallow down the need to vomit. kagome nudges the door open with her foot only to see the torn out photo of her face pinned to the wall with a blade. thatβs her focal point in the destruction.
Β Β Β Β Β Β Β anxiety is a jackhammer pressure in her chest as she stumbles back out of the room, hands shaking as she pulls up his name. it rings once and his voice anchors her against the wave of nausea and fear.Β β itβs late, i know. i - i need you. something happened. someone was here. can you please come? β
thatβs all she says and the call ends, but she grabs a knife from the drawer in the kitchen and situates herself outside, back pressed against a wall with the immediate view of her obstructed by wall and shrubbery.Β
she calls sango. no answer. she calls usagi. no answer.
a text is sent out to both in a group message.
[ group txt. 2:34:09 am. ;Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β usagi.Β π° // san.Β π―Β ]
Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β βΈ€Β Β are you okay? call me when you get this.Β
A text from a private number is sent to Kagome's phone. "You looked cute in your newly decorated room. The face you made when you seen your pictures scratched out replays in my mind all the time. ;)" (Yakuza AU)
ππππππ ππ πππ πππ, laptop propped up on her lap with netflix showcasing the top ten romance movies she simply must watch (according to them), kagomeβs two seconds from calling in her roommates for an assist when her phone vibrates. from beneath her. she wiggles, tongue poking out the side of her mouth as she balances the laptop steady. the number that flashes up on her screen isnβt one she recognizes, dimming that little spark of hope sheβd had ignite.
but then she reads it.Β
and reads it again because dread floods her immediately, her laptop falling to the floor with a loud clatter. she ignores it.
fight or flight hits her like a freight train and big brown eyes look up to her window and then to her closet. she swallows hard, clambering out of bed to press her back against the wall.Β
[ txt. // ###-###-####Β
Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β who is this? what do you want? ]
one last cursory look around her room and she slams the door shut behind her as she runs from it. for a second time, the sanctuary of her own room is taken from her.
YES BOZO BABE POP ME LIKE A GRAPE!!!!!
i have feelins for ya.
disgust and anger.
blow farts out of your clown hole to inflate balloons it's my kink daddy
open yo mouth, i'll inflate ya like a fart balloon.
