#nomua

[catherine-112]

I JUST WANNNA FUCKING SEE BAYON, LEUVIS, AND THE DEMONS BRUH ITS ALLL I ASKKKKKKKK PLEASEEEEE

[catherine-112]

I want more official Tpn demon content, I want to know more about their culture , the kingdom, the Royals, etc. I’m over here relying on fanfics 🚶🏾‍♀️

[catherine-112]

Imagine you doin your lil drive thru job and these mfs pull up, man I would shit myself 😭

[iamruschnea]

My everyday look! Team Doek & Team Natural. 🌱 . . . . #natural #teamnatural #doek #nomakeup #nomua #clearskin #skin #coloured #mixedrace #southafrican #forever21 (at Uniondale, Western Cape, South Africa) https://www.instagram.com/p/B_M4xerAw1s/?igshid=blu16piifefk

[punkpus]

“Do you mind if I come in?”

        He’s sitting crouched in the corner of the bathroom. He didn’t lock the door since this isn’t his bathroom ( plus, maybe deep down, he hoped Tohru would wake up and come search for him ). This isn’t even his house. 

        He’s having a small breakdown in Tohru’s house, after a small nightmare that woke him up in the middle of the night. He really didn’t want the other boy to see him cry since he’s worked so hard to keep a strong mask on… 

        “No… Don’t come in.” His voice cracks which only makes him feel even more nervous.

[abrasife]

❛ What’s wrong? What happened? ❜

Of course he would be heavily stressed out in this moment. One of the most important things he needed to get through daily life was taken the moment he wasn’t wearing it anymore. You see, Rachael had dragged him over to Tohru’s restaurant once again (it seemed it was her new favorite place to frequent and since she could never convince her co-workers or classmates to go, it was he who was dragged along). And since he had come here enough times, he had finally found something on the menu that he was okay with having, though it must be said that he often skipped the meal afterwards on days they did come here to treat themselves.

And as with any protocol before and after meal times, it was a given to wash your hands. Of course, that’s how Keith operated, and when he went to go do that as usual, he’d set his wrist guard by the sink because he’d have to take it off in order to properly clean his hands. But unexpectedly, some random guy had thought it would be a good idea to, oh you know, take it ! Who the hell would want a stupid wrist guard ? Nobody would be stupid enough to mistake it for some sports protection gear, right ?! And even then, why take it ?

As soon as he realized this act, the redhead chased after the thief, only to be slowed down by the traffic of customers and waiters walking down the rows of chairs and tables, effectively losing his chance to get ahold of the guy who left the building, as indicated by the chime. Sullenly, he returned to the table where his sister was talking with Tohru, who happened to be their table’s server (it seemed he was always the one taking their order). 

Without even caring if he was interrupting the conversation, he immediately bursts out in a frantic manner, taking care not to make a huge scene, ❝ Some prick took my wrist guard and I can’t even find the guy who outright stole it from me because I lost sight of him after he left the friggin’ restaurant ! I can’t get through an hour let a lone the rest of the day without that thing ! ❞

「✩』─ @nomua ✧・ﾟ: *

[magefaux]

@nomua || STARTER CALL ★

summoning magic was a tricky sort; a single line could be out of place and render one’s time and effort completely moot. even rarer were the times when a mage of spectacular incompetence managed to mangle their runes in such a way that the spirit pulled to the other side was thrown into chaos— into a confused, sometimes violent frenzy. ( poltergeists, the mundane folk called them. ) needless to say, it was a field of magic cyprien was more than happy to keep his distance from.

unfortunately, fate had other plans— and in this case, fate came in the form of his professor sending him off to take care of another student’s mistake. extra credit, he called it. laziness, cyprien corrected— in his head, while accepting the job with the kind of smile one would expect from the golden boy of house lovelace. 

which brought him to where he was now, standing on the sidewalk as daylight quickly bled into night. people rushed on either side of him, trying to go home— something cyprien sorely wished he could be doing himself. but no, he had to find this rogue spirit and send it back from whence it came first. deciding to start his investigation, the mage reluctantly raised a hand to wave at one of the passing strangers in an attempt to get their attention. 

 ❝ excuse me. this is going to sound strange, but have you heard about anything weird happening in this area—? ❞ he had barely finished the thought when there was a sudden CRASH in an adjacent alleyway. well. that certainly qualified.

[inerdeth]

    It was so hot. It was normal for it to be this hot but that didn’t mean Wren enjoyed it. “Tohru, did you want to stop for ice cream? I’m sure Basil could go for something too.” A little pup cream or something, maybe some water. “I want to check her paw pads too -- make sure they aren’t getting too hot.” It was all about Basil, a princess she was. @nomua