#tsunchii

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@tsunchii​ ❤‘d

❛  you carry so much tragedy upon your shoulders.  ❜  curiosity weights heavily upon is timbre tone, perhaps sympathy for he knows all too well the sort of dejection that clouds the heart and mind from grief.  ❛  did the light reject you, is that why you approach the darkness? approach me?  ❜

[tsunchii]

toshio “maxie” nakamura ! indie oc. 

indie. ,  slightly selective blog !  blog still minorly under construction. super casual roleplayer. i’m a very old roleplayer who’s just getting back to the swing of things on tumblr again! please like/or reblog  &  i’ll toss over a follow! thank you !  - nate. 

[twobasstardsmoved]

Hugs Kaname. Snuggles because he is warm and drunk. "...So soft. Lovely."

he’s not crying your crying. takes sneaky sneak pics of de boyfriend sleeping for posterity. 

[twobasstardsmoved]

ERI NAKAHARA, o girl of discord. your hands create D E S T R U C T I O N for you have taken a bite out of the poisoned fruit ----- though you were force fed it’s golden slices, && punishment was W R ON G L Y placed upon your shoulders. o goddess of chaos, though outwardly you rampage, your inwards must be so . . . barren. 

SACHI ISAKSEN, o girl of spring && birth ------- gardens bloom from your ribcage ;; although your bones are hollowed pomegranate shells, your seeds seep into the pits of the underworld ----- roots shooting through sacred grounds ----- springtime bursting through the earth ;; although darkness is your love, && you share kisses between death, you, my child ------ are RENEWAL INCARNATE. 

MAX KITTERIDGE, o boy of war. empires crumble with your words, && souls crack under your fists. you leave a path of red ruin behind your golden chariot wheels. o boy of  B L O O D S H E D to you rip apart the flesh of others to feel alive ?? do you B R E A K bones because yours cannot break anymore ?? do you dip your tongue in P O S I O N that sinks under skin because you are immune to your own toxics ?? o boy of war ----- your soul is destroyed, && therefore ------ you. must. destroy. 

VINCENT PIERCE, o boy of the underworld. death whispers sweet nothings in your ears so often that you know its voice as intimately as your own. HELL’S HOUNDS rest by your feet, while you lay upon your BLACKENED THRONE, o lonely king. in death, there is coldness. an overwhelming abyss. NOTHINGNESS, yet your lips speak music notes into existence. souls rest their weary bones beneath your comfort. SPRINGTIME finds it’s REBIRTH within your arms. 

immortals wrapped in human flesh. 

@iincinerate / @itaidoshin / @tsunchii / @angstiism

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Deep inhale. "yO I'LL TELL YOU WHAT I WANT WHAT I REALLY REALLY WANT---" points @ Eri with his phone.

Deadpan stare.Squints. Stares at him with curious eyes. What does he want. It takes a while for her to recognize the song & she stares suspiciously at the phone. Is he recording her. … he’s definitely recording her.

But oh, Sachi had quite the blackmail for him ( & for her too but… that’s another story. ) so her lips twitch in a smirk before she returns deadpan, clapping her hands.

“SO TELL ME WHAT YOU WANT WHAT YOU REALLY REALLY WANT?”

What a DORK.

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❥ - nose ( from Suvi ! )

KISSING BOOTH: FUMI EDITION.

kiss counter - 2. 

after her near mental breakdown, fumi was glad to see that her next customer was a girl ----- THE MERCY HSA BEEN GIVEN !!

“Mmkay ~ You get one kiss on the nose,” fumi placed her hands on the girl’s shoulders, leaning up to peck her on the nose. “Thanks for coming !!” ah yes a cute girl’s nose has touched her lips a true b l e s s i n g.