#ofmendacity

[tidslinga-blog]

@ofmendacity said: “I’ll trade you Hinata’s fries for your juicebox”

   Silence. Purely for the dramatic effect really, but still absolute, unforgiving silence as she looked at him. “That’s the worst deal yet”, and Yuuna moves the container to her other side, as far away from Arc as possible, as a safety procedure anyway. “Stop pestering him, that’s my job. It’s your fault he’s stuck over there, y’know?”, head tilting towards the other side of the room where Hinata was talking to what looked like Class Seven cadets, hands holding whatever it was Archeon had talked him into buying this time. “It’s you who owe me for that.”

[ofortitudoarchive]

Copy this to 10 other bloggers that you think are wonderful. Keep the GAME going and make others feel beautiful! (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ 💚💚💚💚💚💜💜💜💜💜

/ / t-TWICE???????? ksldjflkdfjskldfjs elliot!!!!fjlkdjfslkdjflksdj

WHY R U SO KIND???????/ WHY R U LIKE THIS? U GIVE ME DIABETES EVEN THOU IM TRYING NOT TO CATCH IT FROM MY MOM SIDE OF THE FAMILY U WANNA KILL ME DUDE?

thank you soooobs ;;;;a;;;;;

[ofortitudoarchive]

ofmendacity replied to your post“of cooking p.1”

what is the sentence for stealing food while einar is cooking?

/ / dEATH. tbh he’d just shove some of his uncle dark matter into your mouth. 

[regndofter-blog]

ofmendacity replied to your post: honestly i need to write things about hinata...

“I knew you were a meanie…”

          “Let it go”

   to be told that from ARCHEON of all people...

[regndofter-blog]

@ofmendacity ( x )

          “I’m nice—!”, it came out a bit rushed, a little bit too much like a nine year old child than the adult he tried to be. It wasn’t always honest, but Hinata WAS nice ( people needed to know they could trust him ), “And I wasn’t ignoring you”, arms was now crossed over his chest and his gaze flickered for a second, he was lying.

          “...As a HEALER I’ll recommend you to eat less. It’s not healthy”, and it’d save his wallet. Arc wasn’t even asking for money anymore, instead outright demanding it, “It’s almost dinner anyway, just wait a few hours.”

[ofortitudoarchive]

Dragging one of his subordinates to safety, he felt a pair of eyes staring at him--deathly stare to be precise. Pausing without making it obvious that he felt that, he scanned the area for the source. Alas, whoever it was must be good at stealth art. 

" . . . Rat . . . I'll find you soon enough."

Narrowing his eyes, he let out a sigh and carried the injured soldier away. Of course, he would not let this slide, for his information alerted him of highly trained Rubrum intruders--  cadets who are meant for spying and whatnot. Getting this information was not easy, sacrifices were made to ensure this piece of intel gets to the higher ups. So, whoever it was must be one of these vermins, or it might not be true, who knows?

Once he ensured the soldier was safe he traced his steps back to where he felt that ominous glare. Blue hues looking around, he figured that the other won't be here. Who's the idiot that will remain in the same place? 

" . . . Tsk . . . figures why would they stay."

Now he regrets not going after them at first. Less work for him, another man's problem. 

     || @ofmendacity because why not lolol