#rxiju

[hyugamatriarch-a-blog]

how 'bout rxiju? they're a loser from what iheard

「 always accepting :: X :: @coyoteveined 」

Wanna know what’s very unfortunate. I forgot his actual name despite us talking, did we even exchange names? XD IDEK. But I saw him in my recommended blogs to follow and I was like GASP OCS!!!! So I followed and read up and like… I LOVE THEIR OC. Here’s the thing, we never actually roleplayed together. We just wrote starters for one another but it’s mostly because of me… I just love their writing so much ;-; I always stress about what to reply because they are soooooo good. Like.. If you want to find a good oc, they are one that I would always recommend. HMU on Skype buuuu :-*

[perseveringspirits-blog]

@rxiju liked for a thing!

            ❛ i thought you were supposed to be gone longer. when did you get back? ❜  don’t mind her appearing out of the blue.  she really needs to get better about announcing her presence.

[concordidia]

@rxiju

     ‘ Scusey mister Sparky-Sparky-Boom-Man! Fuyuko-ko-chan needs by. Nyooom-nyooommm! ’ And she’s wiggling past him, opting between running and jumping, seemingly uncaring of the stares that were directed her way.

[kunoichiasbeautifulasthecosmos]

♥ + takashi. a.k.a me

Send me a “♥ + a Url” my muse will have to answer about their:

Relationship Status:  “We’re close friends.”

Feelings toward them: “I care about him immensely. I want to make him feel comfortable around me and I hope that he enjoys spending time with me. I think he's unique in every way.” High key has a crush on him but feels like it’s unrequited 

Fantasies about them: “What?! I don’t hav– Pfffft.” She has many fantasies. Many, many, many fantasies. 

Trait they like: “I admire his strength and the moments where he allows himself to relax. He’s honest and caring, even if he doesn’t show it all the time. He’s also really warm… emotionally and physically.”

Trait they dislike: “He’s so serious all the time. Talk about trying to joke with a brick wall.”

Favorite thing to do to bug them: “Oh! He gets so flustered whenever I act all flirty with him and it’s hilarious!”

Favorite thing to do to cheer them up: “He likes to just be held when he’s upset… I often hum and run my fingers through his hair so I think he likes that too.”

Nightmare they had involving them: “I don’t really remember…” Once she had a nightmare that he was a rogue nin who was only trying to get close to her for information, and this led to the death of many of her friends.

Dream they had involving them: “I once dreamt that we– oh wait, it was a sexy dream. Nevermind, I won’t get into that.”

Desire from them right at this moment: “I’m a sucker for his hugs, so lots of hugs I guess.” and kisses.

[matouiisms]

@rxiju

“Ah I said I’m okay. Please keep going I wanna keep making myself stronger. I don’t wanna stop training yet.”

Sweat dripped from her forehead, keeping her fighting stance at the man in front of her. Eyes glowed determination behind her exhausted state. Getting herself stronger meant she needed to push herself farther and farther. She didn’t care if she passed out. She would get strong. Her goal needed to be closer and closer to her and she’d do whatever training that was to be of help to her to get to it.

[perseveringspirits-blog]

'Rough Touch'

get rough. || accepting!

22. My muse attempts to push off yours. 

         this isn’t the first time she’s fallen asleep on him, nor is it the first time he’s woken her from a nightmare.  but it is the first time he’s woken her from a nasty one.

          she’s grown accustomed to dark and violent dreams over the years, and though they never stopped frightening her, she’s gotten quite good at controlling her fear – stifling screams upon waking, bringing herself back to reality before she devolves into complete panic.  but every once in a while, one will come along that catches her off-guard – or rather, one that finds a crack in her defenses and sneaks in through it.  this is one of those nightmares, one of the ones that left her wrecked, as if she were a child all over again.  

          it’s his first time seeing her in that frantic place between sleep and wake, when one can’t tell reality from the dream – a frightening state to see someone in, certainly.  he’d reached out to her shoulder to ground her, to assure her that she was okay, but it only served to push her further into a panic.  small hands move to his chest to push him away, a clipped cry of  ❛ don’t touch me! ❜ passing her lips before she comes to realize that this is the real world – that the dream is over and he’s not an enemy.  when this knowledge sinks in, she heaves a sigh that sounds a little too much like a sob and murmurs a quiet apology into the palm of her hand.  and then she’s gone, no trace of her presence left save the lingering scent of her tears.

[bitchinata-blog]

@rxiju

‘ It’s not my fault. He practically ran into my fist. Total accident.’