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This blog is officially archived.
Also, I'll take the actual URL to make her into muse for a closed group. Thanks for everything.
INDEFINITE HIATUS
well-- i think it's time and i seem to have no other choice? this blog is now on an indefinite hiatus! i'm honest it's hard taking this decision-- but i'm mostly active on my primary, as well as on my side-mises. and yes i know i told you i'll go on a hiatus but... at the moment it's too much?
Hiatus.
-]— ;; He decided to let the comment pass. There was a more pressing matter and her gaining any leverage for a half-assed excuse wouldn’t fly with the swordsman. “Ears, eyes, they both improved considerably. N’ since you’re asking, let me just..” Tapping two of his fingers upon the side of his head, his focus was called upon. The entire layout of the school became unveiled in a outline of auras. That also went for the students all the same, that’s when he picked it up.
"N’ what do we have here..?" Bingo. There was someone speeding around the campus with that trademark silver case. Opening his eyes, Sanageyama glanced downwards.
"Basement level. I seen em stashing it there and looking pretty confident while they’re at it." He began to pick up the pace in his steps. "The staircase, won’t startle him with no elevators and can move quick that way!"
she gazed at him, lifting a brow. she still was a little blunt about how he saw things. the loss and regain of his eyesight may give him a lot of benefits.
❝allright!❞, she shouted out, curling her lips up in a grin.❝so damn ready to kick tjeir ass!❞ and yes-- for one time she could be proud of the male. ❝i owe you somethin'-- be it a rematch or what else!❞
If your muse isn't just hunting for the D and V , please reblog
I’m sick of getting dropped or ignored by some blogs just because my muse isn’t jumping and crawling all over them. There are things called enemies/platonic or just friends or whatever… And i’m annoyed… So if you could just reblog this so that I can have a bit of reassurance about this… It’d be very appreciated.
yet it was her decision to enter the crowd-- one step away and feeling ready to finish any of them. being a student at honnouji was hard yet to be sheep being thrown into a wolf pack. satsuki knew how to rule this school-- but a crowd of club members didn't intimidate the female teen. no, she was more than ready to kick their butts until they lost the banshi. ❝soo...❞, she implied as she entered the sports hall, ❝who's next? who wants to get their ass kicked?❞, she asked with a grin, playing with her scissor blade around her hands.
Please welcome vermilixn (Matoi Ryuko) to the group!
-]— ;; “Can’t say I’d be surprised if that literally was the case. Then again, your blade really isn’t nothin’ to laugh at. The damn fiber trump card.” Even in a insulting tone, he ended up giving the late Dr.Matoi’s work a grand compliment. All for good reason. It was one of the few things that could slice life fibers like a hot knife through butter. “Probably something like that whipped your ass to get it. So it’ll be kinda trashing your rep through the floor.”
❝oi, don't talk bad about dad's work, do ya hear me?❞, the female scoffed. of course she had to reverse his compliment into an insult-- what a damn contra about her personality.
looking around the floor, the teen listened to everything she was capable with. ❝yo tell me-- ya have good ears since ya lost yer sight, right?❞ ryuko didn't want to ask for his help, but maybe it got her a little farther to her scissor.
-]— ;; His toned muscles had took the strike with a sense of pride and round of pain. Like many, he sorta got why riling this girl up had a sadistic sense of fun. That firecracker type of personality was energizing. A light pat was given to the girl’s back in return.
"Oi oi. So that would only mean we’d have to look for a dead person. ..Or near dying person. Anyways, they’re not gonna be jumping out the academy with the thing. So let’s corner em so you can kick some ass."
❝not that's so damn easy to find someone running with my scissors. considering there are so many clubs who want to play a fuckin' game it'll take a damn while.❞, honestly the teen didn't even know how much clubs the academy had-- she had been defeating a lot, but it didn't matter because there'd be a new club founded everyday. ❝what'd they even do with my scissor? bein' all bossy like 'heh look i'm so proud i stole matoi's scissor'? oh come now.❞
-]— ;; “Wanna guess the lovely woman that gave me the motivation to be?” Shameless, light laughter escaped at her conditions following the team up to retrieve her blade. For now, there wouldn’t be any complaints. He noticed Ryuko’s semi-embarrassed look.
"It kinda is now. But, it’s all good if you’re embarrassed bout it. If someone is running around with it, they’re bound to get impaled anyways. Cause the whole runnin’ with scissors thing."
❝oh fuckin' stop it, jerk!❞, ryuko left a distressed noise. it was even a miracle she could handle his presence without even punching him in his face.
she hit his side with her elbow after revealing that impression. ❝was that necessary? oh well, i don't think i even have to ask, because answer's already fuckin' obvious!❞
-]— ;; “You’re more than welcome to give that a shot. Still givin’ this smartass her just desserts.” That said remark was aim solely at her, his snide expression proving that. It was time to get to the main issue on the other hand.
"So, how did someone managed to give you of all people the slip anyways? Sleeping somewhere again?"
❝tryin' to be funny today, eh?❞, she said, rolling her eyes. ❝once we found my scissor i don't wanna see you ever again today, do you hear me?❞
❝and it's none of your concern!❞, she replied at his question.
▒ ❣ ▒ —- ❝Ehhhh, you may be real adorable, Ryuuko-chan, but you need to go back to kindergarten!❞
❝What will you slice me with, huh? Your fingernails? Your teeth? Gosh, I’m utterly frightened!❞
There she goes off, as if she were some damn bouncy-ball. Those giggles trailing behind are just dripping with such obnoxious tones too.
❝GIVE ME MY SCISSOR BACK YA FUCKIN' WHORE!❞, she shouted again, following the pink couturier.
▒ ❣ ▒ —- ❝See, see! Gosh, you’re so, so violent~! Just sit there and let a proper lady handle all the sharp things, ok, soul sister~?❞
Then she proceeds to skip off; what an adorable little troublemaker.
wait, did she just skip off?❝oi, come back, so i can fuckin' slice ya in pieces!❞, she shouted❝HARIME NUIIIIIII!!!!!❞
-]— ;; Oh no this bit—
ANYWAYS.
That sharp jab aside, which did a considerable damper on his mood. Ironic enough, since now she was the smiling one and he was the one perfecting the art of glaring daggers. As she left, he followed, whether it was out of stubbornness alone will never be truly known.
"To hell with that. We’re finding the damn thing so I can take the liberty of shoving it through your face."
as she heard footsteps coming closer to her presence, the female sighed. why was the monkey following him? like she had some god damn time to mess with him.
❝my my... if you touch it, i'll beat you with your shinai, that is.❞, she scoffed.
-]— ;; “Che. I don’t have a damn thing to do with wherever it went. You can consider me twisted in a ton of things if you want. But making light of someone’s blade will never be a thing I take up.” That’s when a left field thought struck him.
"…You really like me getting naked a lot, don’t you?"
❝me? liking you gettin' naked? oh come now-- i bet everyone has to know the size of your dingle.❞ a chuckle escaped from the female's lips. ❝well, ya told me ya don't have my precious scissor, so i better leave you now.❞, with a wave she turned around and went down the halls.