#ryuji 01

[aneerietale]

@captainchariot cont. from here

    ❝ A growing boy needs his nutrition. ❞ The conspicuous show of embarrassment does nothing for the position Ryuji has stumbled in. He’s opened himself up to Nikkari’s teasing antics. Swiping his thumb away from the juice lathered cheek Nikkari parts his mouth and dips the pad of his finger in, forming a suction he, well, sucks the salty taste until he retracts with a soft ‘pop’.  ❝ Isn’t that right? ❞

[handsel-blog1]

@captainchariot

While fashionable, there’s an issue that comes with wearing clip on hair. That main issue comes with sensation. Things had seemed fine for quite awhile! Nothing on fire, nothing to worry about. 

The abrupt realization that she could smell burning hair sent her into a small panic. 

So, here she is, trying to pat her hair out. “Don’t just stand there! Help me, you fool!”

[monafides-blog]

@captainchariot

Even with his superior senses, Morgana was having trouble finding his fellow Phanton Thieves in the Hive. He had been wandering around for quite some hours now, and was beginning to believe he might truly be alone.

He was afraid, no doubt about it.

But then, a familiar smell wafted through the air- the scent of a certain vulgar boy he knew. It wasn't long before Morgana saw the boys bleached blonde hair, sticking out above the crowd of new people.

"Hey, Skull!" the cat cried, running towards him swiftly and taking a bounding leap into his arms. "You better catch me!"