Hi! May I reserve Kaname Moniwa pls? My name is Sockie uwu
Of course. You have 48 hours to send in your application!
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Hi! May I reserve Kaname Moniwa pls? My name is Sockie uwu
Of course. You have 48 hours to send in your application!
shinigaki replied to your post: ✦ — // SONGS TO WRITE MY MUSE !! }...
omg fight song always makes me think of Maka
;; um darling let me take you on the whirl wind that is my playlists of maka... every type of moment!! maka and soul overcome by madness parading through the streets?? got one!! maka trying to comfort crona?? check!! maka saving the world?? triple check!! im not obsessed... youre obsessed...
RECEIVED from @shinigaki ❝ you weren’t taking control. you were losing it. ❞ { the witcher } ACCEPTING
A small flurry of emotions flashed across the meister’s face as her weapon spoke so harshly towards her;; on one hand she wanted nothing more than to lash out -- to bring a hardcover spine down at the center of his skull and snap about the effort she was putting forward!! How could she ever have full control if HE wasn’t trying hard enough?! Yet -- a voice in the back of her mind whispered it’s cruel insecurities;; it was a hiss that resonated throughout her mind and heart and as much as she wanted to fight it... how often that whisper won. ❝ SHUT-UP, Soul... ❞ A weak hearted retort at best. Her emerald hues were dull, exhaustion setting in with the realization that yet ANOTHER training exercise had been useless to solve the problems of their resonance -- and maybe he was right... Maybe SHE was the problem. Shaking hands clenched into aching fists, the scraps on tender knuckles a reminder of how much stronger she needed to become;; a moment of silence suspended the air between them, held everything still until Maka finally turned her back to the partner she’d give anything to run towards. ❝ WE’LL try again tomorrow. Goodnight. ❞
shinigaki replied to your post: shinigaki replied to your post: ...
I’ll let you love me if I can love u ;u;
;; I am ready to accept all the love. bring it onnnnnnnnnnn
shinigaki replied to your post: ooc:: ehhhh ;; hi my name is bambi and at least...
I can relate TvT
;; bb *leaps* just let me love you. thats all I require
inbox answered || @shinigaki
{ FLIRTY } NOT ACCEPTING
MAKA’S eyes widened at the sudden declaration -- was Soul really blushing?! She had no idea how best to reply to him and her mind struggled to come up with SOMETHING!! How many times had she daydreamed of a moment like this?! How many times had her thoughts drifted to declarations of love and sentiment?? More times than she would EVER admit and yet -- here she was, so unsure of how to respond when her dreams were LITERALLY coming true... THE easiest path was denial -- how stupid was that?! She caught her lower lip between her teeth, forcing her gaze from his and failed to find anything to focus on instead. All she could offer him was a tentative shrug, though one that was paired with a rose stain on the apples of her cheeks. ❛❛ NO one is going to let you walk around with a sign that says “MAKA ALBARN’S WEAPON” Soul... don’t be stupid!! ❜❜ SHE shoved her the weapon sitting next to her roughly, standing abruptly and excusing herself without another word. Maka had no question that Soul knew her better than that;; there was no way he’d accept her curtness and simplicity!! She’d stalked to her room and near slammed the door before sliding down the wooden frame and cradling her head in her hands. There were no tears falling, nor would there be she hoped, but the silent berating was enough to draw such a reaction from anyone. HOW was it possible that she could let such a perfect moment slip right by her?! Why did these anxieties have to come NOW?! It could have been so nice -- she could have smiled and touched his arm!! She could have leaned into him and stolen a kiss at the corner of his frown -- she could have whispered against his lips that she was his and always had been... Instead she had to feign ignorance and hide her desires... LITHE fingers knotted in her hair, tugging slightly in her frustration. Would he follow her here?? Would he point out how ridiculous her response was?? Or would he simply assume the feelings weren’t shared and drop them all together?! That idea sent a cold rush through the blond. The thought that she might have ruined any possibility of THEM -- EVER... What was she supposed to do if that happened?! How was she supposed to get the thoughts of him out of her mind?! How was she supposed to ignore the way her soul sang when he was around?? How hers reached out for his even in her sleep... A small whine slipped past the meister’s lips -- a sound she prayed Soul had not heard... ❛❛ I’M yours, Soul... only yours... ❜❜
Invading Xander's room, he drops down on his boyfriend's bed and inches closer with a dumb grin. "Hey guess what," he sniggers and nuzzles the crook of Xander's neck. "There's some brownies in the fridge that taste reaallyy good." And he may or may not have eaten more than one of them. (it's lets annoy xander time)
When Nex invited himself into his room, Xander was busy tapping away on his video game controller while laying in a highly uncomfortable position ( though quite the opposite ). The redhead gave his boyfriend a brief glance before returning his gaze to his TV screen. “What,” he replied and tilted his head to the side with his brows furrowed. “Nex I’m in middle of a ga--” Brownies? Brownies... BROWNIES.
“Holy shit! How many did you eat?” Xander sat up, his game abandoned and his focus entirely on his high as fuck lover.
"Oi, it's your birthday right? I got you something." His grin indicates he's definitely up to something as he hands a box over to the blond. (Aho)
Kise looks at the box then looks back up to Aomine with a quizzical stare. He doesn’t trust this one bit. “If this explodes I swear-” he takes the box and sits down so he can open it which he does painfully slowly.