#snakeiisms

[kylebarf]

“Hey dude, long time no see.!” @snakeiisms

[determinednerd-archived]

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I like you // I love you // You’re one of my best friends // You’re like family // Youare family // I dislike you // I hate you // I’d kill you if I got the chance // I want you to like me // I’m scared of you // I would adopt you // I’d date you // I’d sleep with you // I’d marry you // I’m worried about you // You confuse me // You’re annoying // I pity you // I respect you // I trust you // I feel protective of you // I’d invite you with me to parties // I’d lend you my money // I’d borrow your money // You’re good-looking // I’m suspicious of you // I’m hiding something from you // You’re fun // You’re boring // I’m upset with you // You’re nice // You’re mean // I’m envious of you // You’re smart // You’re stupid // I look up to you // I think you’re a better person than me // I think I’m a better person than you // I want to apologize to you // I wish I’d never met you // I never want to forget you // I want to get to know you better

“Said too much...”

@snakeiisms <3

[determinednerd-archived]

✉ ( meep )

Send ✉ for an 2 AM text

[Text] Is having a bathroom in your home counts as a modern thing[Text] I mean before I came here I’d just use the rain[Text] my friends didn’t have bathrooms[Text] And why the phones you have don’t have jetpack app in them[Text] Sorry. I’m scared sleeping alone.

@snakeiisms

[nxissxnce-blog]

Enchanté

     Hate, 

is such a strong word, and with that concept in mind Nao would describe this situation as such. The adolescent assassin was never assuaged by small talk or caviar, his genetically programmed malice was only satiated when crimson jetted through the air.

Unfortunately, Nao hadn’t been gifted the choice to decline or accept this offer, neither were either of his siblings. The trio had to attend the little dinner gathering, of Toue’s most prized coworkers, not that- for a second, they believed they were in this category. They didn’t fit the mold just yet, the three subjects were plucked to take part to learn from the best, in a sense.

Kio cleaned up the best, and so, the perfectionist that typically lay dormant in his mind revealed itself as to make his siblings look just as well. The handsome face that belonged to Kio baffled many, the features were often hidden under a mask, but now they were out and proud. He had fair skin and a broad, almost slouching build to him. The face Kio was blessed with naturally grew a sharp jawline as well as a tall, refined nose along with defined cheek bones graced his face along with a pair of artificial chartreuse hues on either side. Well-groomed eyes brows would lead one to believe he was educated and took the time to tend to the matter, which, he did. While his lips were petite in volume, the shape was proportionate and the color was a healthy pink. The hair that danced with this almost god-like face was a shadowed umber- due to the lack of sunlight, well trimmed bangs and shaved on either side. 

This youthful gentleman adorned his body with a lime dress shirt as well as a charcoal tie, pants, and dress shoes. Simple and chic, two words many would pinpoint on him.

Mio possessed an identical skin tone though with more rose highlights dancing along her oval face and dainty shoulders. A minuscule elegant nose was centered on the aforementioned face alongside a set of thin almond shaped eyes accompanying a walnut pigment. Naturally down turned lips would be shown a taffy color, they remained unpainted for one reason or another. Rounded eyebrows and rather kept hair would have a pecan tint to them. The exact style was a matured version of her younger self’s, the curled out ends remained as well as the occasional buns at the top. However now two longer strands jutted down on either side of her face, reaching around her petty breasts and rounded hips.

A fuchsia cupcake dress would be what the officer would sport tonight, a silver, glittery band along the middle and it lined the breast line of the dress, an identically pigmented set of open shoes as a companion. 

Nao- was the least pulchritudinous of all of them. His skin was as alabaster as the other 2/3′s, but it was ruined with coffee toned freckles all over alongside scars. He had an upright posture and an athletic structure to his body, fitting for his career. He had a rounded face with a hybrid of refined and button nose placed in the middle, one of his most notable scars crossing it. Almond shaped eyes were graced with a caramel coloration. A thin set of tanned strawberry pigmented lips would reveal pearly teeth if you stole a grin from him. His butched looking hair and soft-angled eyebrows both had rolling tones of gingerbread, syrup and even some tawny inside. Being the one who got the most sunlight, his hair was the lightest and most vibrant. 

His outfit was much like his brother’s, midnight toned shoes and pants, contrastingly though, his shirt was snow colored and he had a shadow toned bow tie. 

Speaking of the ruffian, he found himself partaking in the offered foods, a bit more than he should, but- if there was food in his mouth, he couldn’t talk, now could he?

Now, he also couldn’t talk if he was choking, which is what the sight of a certain man did to him. The icy hues and bleached hair was unmistakably- Virus. Toue’s poster child, Nao had never talked to him personally, but Toue- along with everyone else, painted this man- as well as his double, to be exemplary.

He found himself grasping his waistband for the communicator he didn’t have, it’d become a comfort object, and upon groping air in it’s absence, Nao had a swift snap into reality.

He noticed food was getting harder to swallow, perhaps saliva was more troublesome to produce when the mind was dripping with questions.

Does he know me?

Does he see me?

What’s so good about him?

Is he the reason why we’re here?

Nao could remain in his own delusional mind for a good bit until, as if a timer was set, he would stop himself. He always believed that was another aspect they programmed into him, in case of missions, though he never had time to think on a mission. Killing and maiming, lying too, was like ballroom dancing to him, ever flowing, ever going.

[scarfkun-blog]

                           @snakeiisms | 🍦

〖🍦〗 // Immediately, KAITO recognizes the human as such—a human. He pipes up slightly, clasping his hands behind him, and giving a smile. 『 Hello, sir! I am an android programmed to entertain。 My name is KAITO V3, but KAITO will do just fine! Do you have any requests for me? 』

[songbirdisms]

&& snakeiisms ❤‘ed.

              ❝ Um, I seem to be lost? Could I get a                  little assistance if you oh so please? ❞

[electronoiz]

☁ ( THIS LIKE THAT ANGRY SEX THING YOU REBLOGGED THIS LONG TIME AGO

Our muses are having an argument and things are getting physical and heated. Send me ‘☁’ for my muse to kiss yours passionately and angrily, initiating sex.

|| ✘; snakeiisms

Fuck everything, fuck liking people, fuck helping them -- it all ended up tossed back in his face at some point.

In the weeks since they'd began whatever this was between them, he & Virus had fought; sure -- but never this badly. Things had started out with just snippy, snarky remarks - & elevated into raised voices & thrown objects. It was after Noiz had hauled back his fist & punched the elder as hard as he could that he'd been roughly shoved up against the wall.

The slam of his back against the wall awoke every nerve in his body; breaking through that thick - rubbery feeling easily & alighting his body in pain. Breath leaving his lungs from the force, when his eyes wrenched open - they met unusually light blue; fear ( if he could feel it ) would have settled in his stomach around this point..

But in all honesty? He found it hot, both hands came up quickly, roughly yanking Virus' tie as his body arched; hips pressing against the others with a rough grind forward as their lips met. His kiss was hungry, desire & need pouring from him as if his life depended on getting fucked as hard as possible against this very wall.

[electronoiz]

" I would kindly advise telling that guy your taken before something is rammed up his as-behind. "

Uh oh! Your character is watching mine get hit on and is feeling possessive. How does your character handle this?

✘;; snakeiisms

         ‘ you know -- a better way to get to me is by threatening to shove a certain something up MINE. Just saying. ‘ 

The innuendo gets a childish snicker, but none the less - the younger leans to nuzzle his nose against Virus’ jaw. Before letting his attention drift back to the man whom had been flirting with him before Virus had interrupted. Though he does produce a piece of paper, handing it to the guy - ‘ Another member of my team can deal with what you need, I don’t trade with people who don’t respect personal space. ‘ Despite the fact that he had no regard for it himself, shifting - before the man can look away. His hand grasps Virus’ tie, ‘ Besides; I have a boyfriend. ‘ & with that - he lets his lips meet the elder blonds in a deep passionate kiss.