#ur going down

[phantomsphorever]

OK DANCE BATTLE IT IS

OH UNIVERSE DADDY GIVE ME STRENGTH TO DEFEAT PAX'S WEAK ASS MOVES

[fallesto]

[ mouth ] + reverse - receiver gives sender mouth-to-mouth resuscitation. ( for kyojuro )

He hovered over her lifeless body, the usual brightness of his expression replaced by a deep, unwavering focus. 

“HM! I AM A LITTLE BIT LATE!!!!”

Her breaths were faint, almost imperceptible, and a subtle blue hue graced her lips. The air was thick with the remnants of battle – the sharp scent of ozone from her Lightning Breathing technique mingled with the lingering odor of demon ash. Without a moment's pause, He sank to his knees beside her on the damp grass. His actions were quick and fluid, honed from endless practice, yet they carried a tender care. He gently tilted her head back, ensuring her airway remained unobstructed, his rough fingers brushing away stray locks of hair from her pale forehead. The urgency of the situation demanded immediate action, banishing any doubt.

Bending closer, he pressed his lips against her own, providing a steady, deliberate breath. He observed her chest rise slightly, then fall as he withdrew, holding his own breath in anticipation. The world around him shrank to the rhythm of revival – inhale, observe, repeat. Sweat trickled down his brow, not from physical strain, but from intense focus and the gnawing fear of failure. He recalled her fierce resolve during their training sessions, her bright eyes locked on mastering the next technique.

“Survive!” He urged silently, the words resonating with his deepest conviction. “The strong defend the weak, and you fought valiantly. Your struggle matters more than anything! You don’t die here!”

He felt her cough as he immediately shifted, supporting her shoulders, his hand a steady anchor on her back. Relief, sharp and sudden, flooded through him, yet his expression remained focused, assessing. Her skin was still too pale, clammy beneath his touch. "Easy!" He murmured, his voice low and calm, a stark contrast to his usual booming enthusiasm. "Breathe. Just breathe. The demon is ash. You are safe." He scanned her for visible wounds beyond the exhaustion, his tactical mind already cataloguing potential internal injuries from the demon's final, desperate lunge. The demon was dead, she was alive, wonderful!

“YOU’RE FIRST SOLO MISSION WITHOUT ME, HOW DID IT GO!”

[vampyrsm]

this is how im booping u all btw

[litrallytyrus]

WOW syd i can’t believe YOU play the drums on rock band. i’m cooler than you because yk i play them in real life :)

BAHAHAHAHAH HORN

we should have a drum off on rock band. i would crush you ngl :)

i am very conceded and full of myself.

if i spelled something wrong its auto corrects fault

ugh this is such a long message.

whatever HAJAHWHSHSSJSKWIAO

wbk u were cooler than me 😩😓😓😓😓

WE SHOULD!!!! GIRL i’ve been playing drums on rock band for years ... ur going DOWN

also i don’t want to hear ANY slander on my french horn that is a bomb ass instrument thank u very much

surprisingly i think u spelt everything right .. congrats 😁👍🌈🐌

[licnelle-a-blog]

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it’s a race

[shippingtrashboat]

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I’ll be back for DCC ‘17! Come fight me at the Colorado Convention Center in July

>:O LETS DO THIS

[cypherdeluxe]

I'm slowly making everyone in the gc read my angst, this is going well

[space-emos]

Relationship goals: You and sathinfection

I wouldnt call what @sathinfection and i have a “relationship” of any kind so to speak its more like we are constantly engaged in a battle to see who can ruin the other persons stay in hell more