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[yarokh]

                                            @trickeggnog // oh chanukah oh chanukah

              ❝  Okay, so it’s kind of a tradition in my house to tell                  the story on the fourth night, but I don’t know if you                  know it so I can tell it to you before we really kick off                  everything. My mom needs help peeling potatoes so                  we can do that while I tell it! ❞

     Deku placed the Menorah shaped like All Might’s      head on the counter, it was cracked a little bit,       clearly well loved and well fixed from years of      use and Chanukah’s in the past. 

[jounce-blog]

who said the night wasn’t alive? the buzz of earth’s creatures ringing in his ears, nighttide winds sodden in disgustingly sweet perfumes  -  the unmistakable fragrance of primroses filling the youth’s chest as he inhaled, and then exhaled. there was a smile etched upon twin folds, his eyes a mirror to the infinite galaxy that draped around himself; though the moon is lucent in its beauty, the stars are nonpareil storytellers, and hinata soon finds himself captivated by them. 

   ❛ ....AH! akira-san look, look!! those three stars are in perfect line! ❜ / / @trickept

[apexjustice-blog]

@trickept continued from [x]

At the words nice catch, Akechi touched his chin and glanced at Akira. 

     “Yes, I believe I have a rather handsome one on the line.”

His words however, were lost in the fuss that came next. Akechi quite liked it, the reaction of the other to his teasing. He did not even bother to hide the natural smile that grew on his lips this time. Oh, he hoped Akira would not think him sadistic, even if it was true. 

      “I’m a quick learner and a prodigy you know. I doubt even with a motive as gallant as revenge, you’d be able to beat me in a fishing contest, Akira.”

Ah, that name. One of familiarity. He had let it slip from his lips so easily. Just then as if the universe wished to prove his confidence wrong, Akira’s line began to sink as if something had snatched it. 

     “Ah...” 

Akechi touched his lips and began to worry. 

[jealousyridden-a-blog]

❝  here.  ❞  yukako  set  down  a  cup  of  hot  chocolate  to  akira’s  side.  finding  a  comfortable  spot  on  her  couch  that  was  neither  too  close  or  too  far  from  him,  she  seated  herself  beside  him.

on  her  other  hand  was  another  cup  of  hot  chocolate,  only  that  it  was  for  her.  once  she  brought  one  leg  over  the  other,  yukako  took  a  testing  sip.  not  only  did  she  incorporate  her  usual  ingredients  for  hot  chocolate,  but  she  also  decided  to  add  a  dash  of  spice  to  make  a  near  -  replica  of  what  he  had  for  her.

❝  it’s  not  nearly  as  spicy  as  yours  was.  ❞  /  @trickeggnog  ♡

[redrioted]

trickept replied to your post “@katsukashinu and i dont thread. we jst send vaguely gay asks +...”

we dont thread. we just end asks like real rpers

threads? last season. Only Asks are whats in

[herotten-a-blog]

'take my eyes if you will. but what will you do without the 'eyes' of your little group, analyzer-kun?'

     ❛  OH, THAT’S RIGHT! how foolish of me to do things without planning how to face its consequences. only an IDIOT would blind himself with pure power and not know what to do after obtaining it!  ❜  SAY IT LIKE THE FOOL you speak of when it realizes its mistake. all syllables that leave your tongue are veiled with the honey of saccharinity. /  a dumbfounded expression adds as an icing to the cake, just to make sure it’s already sweetened enough. ❛  sorry, sorry, maybe i shouldn’t indeed, but…  ❜

     a knife is sharp and that’s an understatement.   a knife is a fickle little thing, you think, there are days where you remember your mother using it to slice your favorite meals that you’d finish in less than a minute. days that are velvet and kind like sunlight that kisses skin and cats that curl up against your touch.  /   and then there are other days like this, where the thing would hopelessly graze against flesh, and its putrid from cloying blood and tired from having to sink in the sea of oh so many people’s meat.  ❛  i think it’s funner this way,  ❜  you say with a smile. keen blades kiss cheek, draw a little line over here and there like a kid playing with red crayons, then cease somewhere near the eyes, ❛  i’m sure you agree.  ❜

     ❛  ne, joker-kun, there are times where i can’t exactly collect someone’s limbs as they’re kind of useless. i mean, when their quirk relies on their whole body rather than a single part. say their skin or something alike.    ❜  it’s a gory image, you know. but if a kid like you can handle it, then what more for this man?   ❛  or maybe i just don’t feel like it. so i keep their entire head instead. it’s like a little trophy, you feel? not that i have too many, let alone limbs themselves, and it’s not exactly a hobby, more of a specimen to my research, but that’s not the point.  ❜

     HIS EYES. all brown and black, like dirt and logs you use for campfires, ❛  SOMETIMES,  ❜  you begin once again after the brief moment of silence. tip of knife now at a centimeter away from eye, threatening to sink and bite like a wolf eats its prey, ❛  the quirk relies on their eyes. like eraserhead’s. or perhaps yours. so, of course, i have to gouge the eyes out, yes? and after that, i’m left with an eyeless, ugly thing, sure i’m not one to care for aesthetics that much, but quite frankly, having an eyeless head … it looks so… so odd. so empty. honestly, the eyes, they scream an expression. would remind me of how i was able to slaughter them. the fear that burns in them before the flame eventually dies. i dunno, i want them to be reminiscent. i wanna remember the days they’ve cowered in fear before me. before leaving this place. remember the days that prove that maybe i’m not that useless after all. so you know what i do?i replace them. with eyes of a doll, that is! sure it doesn’t express the same thought as before, kind of a shitty replacement, i’m aware, but it works anyway.    ❜

     ❛  BUT, TO ANSWER YOUR QUESTION,   ❜   WHAT’S IN YOUR HAND is a knife and so is your smile. a cheshire grin, all wicked and sinister. gloved finger lifts chin, knife touching, but not sinking ( yet ), skin of sclera, ❛  WITHOUT the eyes of my little group? that’s easy.  I’LL REPLACE THOSE EYES, THEN. they might be not as special as yours, but we both know that my naked eyes alone are just as good as yours. so what’s the point of keeping ‘em, anyway? don’t worry. i’ll be sure not to disappoint. i’ve promised that from the start, haven’t i?  ❜

[jealousyridden-a-blog]

hi destin quick reminder that i love u

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[tasaina-archivedbaby]

hi did u know that i love u

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